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| 193 | THE SONNETS |
| 194 | by William Shakespeare |
| 195 | 1 |
| 196 | From fairest creatures we desire increase, |
| 197 | That thereby beauty's rose might never die, |
| 198 | But as the riper should by time decease, |
| 199 | His tender heir might bear his memory: |
| 200 | But thou contracted to thine own bright eyes, |
| 201 | Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substant... |
| 202 | Making a famine where abundance lies, |
| 203 | Thy self thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel: |
| 204 | Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament, |
| 205 | And only herald to the gaudy spring, |
| 206 | Within thine own bud buriest thy content, |
| 207 | And tender churl mak'st waste in niggarding: |
| 208 | Pity the world, or else this glutton be, |
| 209 | To eat the world's due, by the grave and t... |
| 210 | 2 |
| 211 | When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, |
| 212 | And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, |
| 213 | Thy youth's proud livery so gazed on now, |
| 214 | Will be a tattered weed of small worth held: |
| 215 | Then being asked, where all thy beauty lies, |
| 216 | Where all the treasure of thy lusty days; |
| 217 | To say within thine own deep sunken eyes, |
| 218 | Were an all-eating shame, and thriftless pra... |
| 219 | How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use, |
| 220 | If thou couldst answer 'This fair child of mine |
| 221 | Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse' |
| 222 | Proving his beauty by succession thine. |
| 223 | This were to be new made when thou art old, |
| 224 | And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st i... |
| 225 | 3 |
| 226 | Look in thy glass and tell the face thou vie... |
| 227 | Now is the time that face should form another, |
| 228 | Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest, |
| 229 | Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mo... |
| 230 | For where is she so fair whose uneared womb |
| 231 | Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry? |
| 232 | Or who is he so fond will be the tomb, |
| 233 | Of his self-love to stop posterity? |
| 234 | Thou art thy mother's glass and she in thee |
| 235 | Calls back the lovely April of her prime, |
| 236 | So thou through windows of thine age shalt see, |
| 237 | Despite of wrinkles this thy golden time. |
| 238 | But if thou live remembered not to be, |
| 239 | Die single and thine image dies with thee. |
| 240 | 4 |
| 241 | Unthrifty loveliness why dost thou spend, |
| 242 | Upon thy self thy beauty's legacy? |
| 243 | Nature's bequest gives nothing but doth lend, |
| 244 | And being frank she lends to those are free: |
| 245 | Then beauteous niggard why dost thou abuse, |
| 246 | The bounteous largess given thee to give? |
| 247 | Profitless usurer why dost thou use |
| 248 | So great a sum of sums yet canst not live? |
| 249 | For having traffic with thy self alone, |
| 250 | Thou of thy self thy sweet self dost deceive, |
| 251 | Then how when nature calls thee to be gone, |
| 252 | What acceptable audit canst thou leave? |
| 253 | Thy unused beauty must be tombed with thee, |
| 254 | Which used lives th' executor to be. |
| 255 | 5 |
| 256 | Those hours that with gentle work did frame |
| 257 | The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell |
| 258 | Will play the tyrants to the very same, |
| 259 | And that unfair which fairly doth excel: |
| 260 | For never-resting time leads summer on |
| 261 | To hideous winter and confounds him there, |
| 262 | Sap checked with frost and lusty leaves quit... |
| 263 | Beauty o'er-snowed and bareness every where: |
| 264 | Then were not summer's distillation left |
| 265 | A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass, |
| 266 | Beauty's effect with beauty were bereft, |
| 267 | Nor it nor no remembrance what it was. |
| 268 | But flowers distilled though they with win... |
| 269 | Leese but their show, their substance stil... |
| 270 | 6 |
| 271 | Then let not winter's ragged hand deface, |
| 272 | In thee thy summer ere thou be distilled: |
| 273 | Make sweet some vial; treasure thou some place, |
| 274 | With beauty's treasure ere it be self-killed: |
| 275 | That use is not forbidden usury, |
| 276 | Which happies those that pay the willing loan; |
| 277 | That's for thy self to breed another thee, |
| 278 | Or ten times happier be it ten for one, |
| 279 | Ten times thy self were happier than thou art, |
| 280 | If ten of thine ten times refigured thee: |
| 281 | Then what could death do if thou shouldst de... |
| 282 | Leaving thee living in posterity? |
| 283 | Be not self-willed for thou art much too f... |
| 284 | To be death's conquest and make worms thin... |
| 285 | 7 |
| 286 | Lo in the orient when the gracious light |
| 287 | Lifts up his burning head, each under eye |
| 288 | Doth homage to his new-appearing sight, |
| 289 | Serving with looks his sacred majesty, |
| 290 | And having climbed the steep-up heavenly hill, |
| 291 | Resembling strong youth in his middle age, |
| 292 | Yet mortal looks adore his beauty still, |
| 293 | Attending on his golden pilgrimage: |
| 294 | But when from highmost pitch with weary car, |
| 295 | Like feeble age he reeleth from the day, |
| 296 | The eyes (fore duteous) now converted are |
| 297 | From his low tract and look another way: |
| 298 | So thou, thy self out-going in thy noon: |
| 299 | Unlooked on diest unless thou get a son. |
| 300 | 8 |
| 301 | Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly? |
| 302 | Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in ... |
| 303 | Why lov'st thou that which thou receiv'st no... |
| 304 | Or else receiv'st with pleasure thine annoy? |
| 305 | If the true concord of well-tuned sounds, |
| 306 | By unions married do offend thine ear, |
| 307 | They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds |
| 308 | In singleness the parts that thou shouldst b... |
| 309 | Mark how one string sweet husband to another, |
| 310 | Strikes each in each by mutual ordering; |
| 311 | Resembling sire, and child, and happy mother, |
| 312 | Who all in one, one pleasing note do sing: |
| 313 | Whose speechless song being many, seeming ... |
| 314 | Sings this to thee, 'Thou single wilt prov... |
| 315 | 9 |
| 316 | Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye, |
| 317 | That thou consum'st thy self in single life? |
| 318 | Ah, if thou issueless shalt hap to die, |
| 319 | The world will wail thee like a makeless wife, |
| 320 | The world will be thy widow and still weep, |
| 321 | That thou no form of thee hast left behind, |
| 322 | When every private widow well may keep, |
| 323 | By children's eyes, her husband's shape in m... |
| 324 | Look what an unthrift in the world doth spend |
| 325 | Shifts but his place, for still the world en... |
| 326 | But beauty's waste hath in the world an end, |
| 327 | And kept unused the user so destroys it: |
| 328 | No love toward others in that bosom sits |
| 329 | That on himself such murd'rous shame commits. |
| 330 | 10 |
| 331 | For shame deny that thou bear'st love to any |
| 332 | Who for thy self art so unprovident. |
| 333 | Grant if thou wilt, thou art beloved of many, |
| 334 | But that thou none lov'st is most evident: |
| 335 | For thou art so possessed with murd'rous hate, |
| 336 | That 'gainst thy self thou stick'st not to c... |
| 337 | Seeking that beauteous roof to ruinate |
| 338 | Which to repair should be thy chief desire: |
| 339 | O change thy thought, that I may change my m... |
| 340 | Shall hate be fairer lodged than gentle love? |
| 341 | Be as thy presence is gracious and kind, |
| 342 | Or to thy self at least kind-hearted prove, |
| 343 | Make thee another self for love of me, |
| 344 | That beauty still may live in thine or thee. |
| 345 | 11 |
| 346 | As fast as thou shalt wane so fast thou grow... |
| 347 | In one of thine, from that which thou depart... |
| 348 | And that fresh blood which youngly thou best... |
| 349 | Thou mayst call thine, when thou from youth ... |
| 350 | Herein lives wisdom, beauty, and increase, |
| 351 | Without this folly, age, and cold decay, |
| 352 | If all were minded so, the times should cease, |
| 353 | And threescore year would make the world away: |
| 354 | Let those whom nature hath not made for store, |
| 355 | Harsh, featureless, and rude, barrenly perish: |
| 356 | Look whom she best endowed, she gave thee more; |
| 357 | Which bounteous gift thou shouldst in bounty... |
| 358 | She carved thee for her seal, and meant th... |
| 359 | Thou shouldst print more, not let that cop... |
| 360 | 12 |
| 361 | When I do count the clock that tells the time, |
| 362 | And see the brave day sunk in hideous night, |
| 363 | When I behold the violet past prime, |
| 364 | And sable curls all silvered o'er with white: |
| 365 | When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, |
| 366 | Which erst from heat did canopy the herd |
| 367 | And summer's green all girded up in sheaves |
| 368 | Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard: |
| 369 | Then of thy beauty do I question make |
| 370 | That thou among the wastes of time must go, |
| 371 | Since sweets and beauties do themselves fors... |
| 372 | And die as fast as they see others grow, |
| 373 | And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make... |
| 374 | Save breed to brave him, when he takes the... |
| 375 | 13 |
| 376 | O that you were your self, but love you are |
| 377 | No longer yours, than you your self here live, |
| 378 | Against this coming end you should prepare, |
| 379 | And your sweet semblance to some other give. |
| 380 | So should that beauty which you hold in lease |
| 381 | Find no determination, then you were |
| 382 | Your self again after your self's decease, |
| 383 | When your sweet issue your sweet form should... |
| 384 | Who lets so fair a house fall to decay, |
| 385 | Which husbandry in honour might uphold, |
| 386 | Against the stormy gusts of winter's day |
| 387 | And barren rage of death's eternal cold? |
| 388 | O none but unthrifts, dear my love you know, |
| 389 | You had a father, let your son say so. |
| 390 | 14 |
| 391 | Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck, |
| 392 | And yet methinks I have astronomy, |
| 393 | But not to tell of good, or evil luck, |
| 394 | Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality, |
| 395 | Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell; |
| 396 | Pointing to each his thunder, rain and wind, |
| 397 | Or say with princes if it shall go well |
| 398 | By oft predict that I in heaven find. |
| 399 | But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive, |
| 400 | And constant stars in them I read such art |
| 401 | As truth and beauty shall together thrive |
| 402 | If from thy self, to store thou wouldst conv... |
| 403 | Or else of thee this I prognosticate, |
| 404 | Thy end is truth's and beauty's doom and d... |
| 405 | 15 |
| 406 | When I consider every thing that grows |
| 407 | Holds in perfection but a little moment. |
| 408 | That this huge stage presenteth nought but s... |
| 409 | Whereon the stars in secret influence comment. |
| 410 | When I perceive that men as plants increase, |
| 411 | Cheered and checked even by the self-same sky: |
| 412 | Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decre... |
| 413 | And wear their brave state out of memory. |
| 414 | Then the conceit of this inconstant stay, |
| 415 | Sets you most rich in youth before my sight, |
| 416 | Where wasteful time debateth with decay |
| 417 | To change your day of youth to sullied night, |
| 418 | And all in war with Time for love of you, |
| 419 | As he takes from you, I engraft you new. |
| 420 | 16 |
| 421 | But wherefore do not you a mightier way |
| 422 | Make war upon this bloody tyrant Time? |
| 423 | And fortify your self in your decay |
| 424 | With means more blessed than my barren rhyme? |
| 425 | Now stand you on the top of happy hours, |
| 426 | And many maiden gardens yet unset, |
| 427 | With virtuous wish would bear you living flo... |
| 428 | Much liker than your painted counterfeit: |
| 429 | So should the lines of life that life repair |
| 430 | Which this (Time's pencil) or my pupil pen |
| 431 | Neither in inward worth nor outward fair |
| 432 | Can make you live your self in eyes of men. |
| 433 | To give away your self, keeps your self st... |
| 434 | And you must live drawn by your own sweet ... |
| 435 | 17 |
| 436 | Who will believe my verse in time to come |
| 437 | If it were filled with your most high deserts? |
| 438 | Though yet heaven knows it is but as a tomb |
| 439 | Which hides your life, and shows not half yo... |
| 440 | If I could write the beauty of your eyes, |
| 441 | And in fresh numbers number all your graces, |
| 442 | The age to come would say this poet lies, |
| 443 | Such heavenly touches ne'er touched earthly ... |
| 444 | So should my papers (yellowed with their age) |
| 445 | Be scorned, like old men of less truth than ... |
| 446 | And your true rights be termed a poet's rage, |
| 447 | And stretched metre of an antique song. |
| 448 | But were some child of yours alive that time, |
| 449 | You should live twice in it, and in my rhyme. |
| 450 | 18 |
| 451 | Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? |
| 452 | Thou art more lovely and more temperate: |
| 453 | Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, |
| 454 | And summer's lease hath all too short a date: |
| 455 | Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, |
| 456 | And often is his gold complexion dimmed, |
| 457 | And every fair from fair sometime declines, |
| 458 | By chance, or nature's changing course untri... |
| 459 | But thy eternal summer shall not fade, |
| 460 | Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st, |
| 461 | Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his s... |
| 462 | When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st, |
| 463 | So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, |
| 464 | So long lives this, and this gives life to... |
| 465 | 19 |
| 466 | Devouring Time blunt thou the lion's paws, |
| 467 | And make the earth devour her own sweet brood, |
| 468 | Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's... |
| 469 | And burn the long-lived phoenix, in her blood, |
| 470 | Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleet'st, |
| 471 | And do whate'er thou wilt swift-footed Time |
| 472 | To the wide world and all her fading sweets: |
| 473 | But I forbid thee one most heinous crime, |
| 474 | O carve not with thy hours my love's fair brow, |
| 475 | Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen, |
| 476 | Him in thy course untainted do allow, |
| 477 | For beauty's pattern to succeeding men. |
| 478 | Yet do thy worst old Time: despite thy wrong, |
| 479 | My love shall in my verse ever live young. |
| 480 | 20 |
| 481 | A woman's face with nature's own hand painted, |
| 482 | Hast thou the master mistress of my passion, |
| 483 | A woman's gentle heart but not acquainted |
| 484 | With shifting change as is false women's fas... |
| 485 | An eye more bright than theirs, less false i... |
| 486 | Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth, |
| 487 | A man in hue all hues in his controlling, |
| 488 | Which steals men's eyes and women's souls am... |
| 489 | And for a woman wert thou first created, |
| 490 | Till nature as she wrought thee fell a-doting, |
| 491 | And by addition me of thee defeated, |
| 492 | By adding one thing to my purpose nothing. |
| 493 | But since she pricked thee out for women's... |
| 494 | Mine be thy love and thy love's use their ... |
| 495 | 21 |
| 496 | So is it not with me as with that muse, |
| 497 | Stirred by a painted beauty to his verse, |
| 498 | Who heaven it self for ornament doth use, |
| 499 | And every fair with his fair doth rehearse, |
| 500 | Making a couplement of proud compare |
| 501 | With sun and moon, with earth and sea's rich... |
| 502 | With April's first-born flowers and all thin... |
| 503 | That heaven's air in this huge rondure hems. |
| 504 | O let me true in love but truly write, |
| 505 | And then believe me, my love is as fair, |
| 506 | As any mother's child, though not so bright |
| 507 | As those gold candles fixed in heaven's air: |
| 508 | Let them say more that like of hearsay well, |
| 509 | I will not praise that purpose not to sell. |
| 510 | 22 |
| 511 | My glass shall not persuade me I am old, |
| 512 | So long as youth and thou are of one date, |
| 513 | But when in thee time's furrows I behold, |
| 514 | Then look I death my days should expiate. |
| 515 | For all that beauty that doth cover thee, |
| 516 | Is but the seemly raiment of my heart, |
| 517 | Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in me, |
| 518 | How can I then be elder than thou art? |
| 519 | O therefore love be of thyself so wary, |
| 520 | As I not for my self, but for thee will, |
| 521 | Bearing thy heart which I will keep so chary |
| 522 | As tender nurse her babe from faring ill. |
| 523 | Presume not on thy heart when mine is slain, |
| 524 | Thou gav'st me thine not to give back again. |
| 525 | 23 |
| 526 | As an unperfect actor on the stage, |
| 527 | Who with his fear is put beside his part, |
| 528 | Or some fierce thing replete with too much r... |
| 529 | Whose strength's abundance weakens his own h... |
| 530 | So I for fear of trust, forget to say, |
| 531 | The perfect ceremony of love's rite, |
| 532 | And in mine own love's strength seem to decay, |
| 533 | O'ercharged with burthen of mine own love's ... |
| 534 | O let my looks be then the eloquence, |
| 535 | And dumb presagers of my speaking breast, |
| 536 | Who plead for love, and look for recompense, |
| 537 | More than that tongue that more hath more ex... |
| 538 | O learn to read what silent love hath writ, |
| 539 | To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit. |
| 540 | 24 |
| 541 | Mine eye hath played the painter and hath st... |
| 542 | Thy beauty's form in table of my heart, |
| 543 | My body is the frame wherein 'tis held, |
| 544 | And perspective it is best painter's art. |
| 545 | For through the painter must you see his skill, |
| 546 | To find where your true image pictured lies, |
| 547 | Which in my bosom's shop is hanging still, |
| 548 | That hath his windows glazed with thine eyes: |
| 549 | Now see what good turns eyes for eyes have d... |
| 550 | Mine eyes have drawn thy shape, and thine fo... |
| 551 | Are windows to my breast, where-through the sun |
| 552 | Delights to peep, to gaze therein on thee; |
| 553 | Yet eyes this cunning want to grace their ... |
| 554 | They draw but what they see, know not the ... |
| 555 | 25 |
| 556 | Let those who are in favour with their stars, |
| 557 | Of public honour and proud titles boast, |
| 558 | Whilst I whom fortune of such triumph bars |
| 559 | Unlooked for joy in that I honour most; |
| 560 | Great princes' favourites their fair leaves ... |
| 561 | But as the marigold at the sun's eye, |
| 562 | And in themselves their pride lies buried, |
| 563 | For at a frown they in their glory die. |
| 564 | The painful warrior famoused for fight, |
| 565 | After a thousand victories once foiled, |
| 566 | Is from the book of honour razed quite, |
| 567 | And all the rest forgot for which he toiled: |
| 568 | Then happy I that love and am beloved |
| 569 | Where I may not remove nor be removed. |
| 570 | 26 |
| 571 | Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage |
| 572 | Thy merit hath my duty strongly knit; |
| 573 | To thee I send this written embassage |
| 574 | To witness duty, not to show my wit. |
| 575 | Duty so great, which wit so poor as mine |
| 576 | May make seem bare, in wanting words to show... |
| 577 | But that I hope some good conceit of thine |
| 578 | In thy soul's thought (all naked) will besto... |
| 579 | Till whatsoever star that guides my moving, |
| 580 | Points on me graciously with fair aspect, |
| 581 | And puts apparel on my tattered loving, |
| 582 | To show me worthy of thy sweet respect, |
| 583 | Then may I dare to boast how I do love thee, |
| 584 | Till then, not show my head where thou may... |
| 585 | 27 |
| 586 | Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, |
| 587 | The dear respose for limbs with travel tired, |
| 588 | But then begins a journey in my head |
| 589 | To work my mind, when body's work's expired. |
| 590 | For then my thoughts (from far where I abide) |
| 591 | Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, |
| 592 | And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, |
| 593 | Looking on darkness which the blind do see. |
| 594 | Save that my soul's imaginary sight |
| 595 | Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, |
| 596 | Which like a jewel (hung in ghastly night) |
| 597 | Makes black night beauteous, and her old fac... |
| 598 | Lo thus by day my limbs, by night my mind, |
| 599 | For thee, and for my self, no quiet find. |
| 600 | 28 |
| 601 | How can I then return in happy plight |
| 602 | That am debarred the benefit of rest? |
| 603 | When day's oppression is not eased by night, |
| 604 | But day by night and night by day oppressed. |
| 605 | And each (though enemies to either's reign) |
| 606 | Do in consent shake hands to torture me, |
| 607 | The one by toil, the other to complain |
| 608 | How far I toil, still farther off from thee. |
| 609 | I tell the day to please him thou art bright, |
| 610 | And dost him grace when clouds do blot the h... |
| 611 | So flatter I the swart-complexioned night, |
| 612 | When sparkling stars twire not thou gild'st ... |
| 613 | But day doth daily draw my sorrows longer, |
| 614 | And night doth nightly make grief's length... |
| 615 | 29 |
| 616 | When in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes, |
| 617 | I all alone beweep my outcast state, |
| 618 | And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, |
| 619 | And look upon my self and curse my fate, |
| 620 | Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, |
| 621 | Featured like him, like him with friends pos... |
| 622 | Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, |
| 623 | With what I most enjoy contented least, |
| 624 | Yet in these thoughts my self almost despising, |
| 625 | Haply I think on thee, and then my state, |
| 626 | (Like to the lark at break of day arising |
| 627 | From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's g... |
| 628 | For thy sweet love remembered such wealth ... |
| 629 | That then I scorn to change my state with ... |
| 630 | 30 |
| 631 | When to the sessions of sweet silent thought, |
| 632 | I summon up remembrance of things past, |
| 633 | I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, |
| 634 | And with old woes new wail my dear time's wa... |
| 635 | Then can I drown an eye (unused to flow) |
| 636 | For precious friends hid in death's dateless... |
| 637 | And weep afresh love's long since cancelled ... |
| 638 | And moan th' expense of many a vanished sight. |
| 639 | Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, |
| 640 | And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er |
| 641 | The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, |
| 642 | Which I new pay as if not paid before. |
| 643 | But if the while I think on thee (dear fri... |
| 644 | All losses are restored, and sorrows end. |
| 645 | 31 |
| 646 | Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts, |
| 647 | Which I by lacking have supposed dead, |
| 648 | And there reigns love and all love's loving ... |
| 649 | And all those friends which I thought buried. |
| 650 | How many a holy and obsequious tear |
| 651 | Hath dear religious love stol'n from mine eye, |
| 652 | As interest of the dead, which now appear, |
| 653 | But things removed that hidden in thee lie. |
| 654 | Thou art the grave where buried love doth live, |
| 655 | Hung with the trophies of my lovers gone, |
| 656 | Who all their parts of me to thee did give, |
| 657 | That due of many, now is thine alone. |
| 658 | Their images I loved, I view in thee, |
| 659 | And thou (all they) hast all the all of me. |
| 660 | 32 |
| 661 | If thou survive my well-contented day, |
| 662 | When that churl death my bones with dust sha... |
| 663 | And shalt by fortune once more re-survey |
| 664 | These poor rude lines of thy deceased lover: |
| 665 | Compare them with the bett'ring of the time, |
| 666 | And though they be outstripped by every pen, |
| 667 | Reserve them for my love, not for their rhyme, |
| 668 | Exceeded by the height of happier men. |
| 669 | O then vouchsafe me but this loving thought, |
| 670 | 'Had my friend's Muse grown with this growin... |
| 671 | A dearer birth than this his love had brought |
| 672 | To march in ranks of better equipage: |
| 673 | But since he died and poets better prove, |
| 674 | Theirs for their style I'll read, his for ... |
| 675 | 33 |
| 676 | Full many a glorious morning have I seen, |
| 677 | Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye, |
| 678 | Kissing with golden face the meadows green; |
| 679 | Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy: |
| 680 | Anon permit the basest clouds to ride, |
| 681 | With ugly rack on his celestial face, |
| 682 | And from the forlorn world his visage hide |
| 683 | Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace: |
| 684 | Even so my sun one early morn did shine, |
| 685 | With all triumphant splendour on my brow, |
| 686 | But out alack, he was but one hour mine, |
| 687 | The region cloud hath masked him from me now. |
| 688 | Yet him for this, my love no whit disdaineth, |
| 689 | Suns of the world may stain, when heaven's... |
| 690 | 34 |
| 691 | Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day, |
| 692 | And make me travel forth without my cloak, |
| 693 | To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way, |
| 694 | Hiding thy brav'ry in their rotten smoke? |
| 695 | 'Tis not enough that through the cloud thou ... |
| 696 | To dry the rain on my storm-beaten face, |
| 697 | For no man well of such a salve can speak, |
| 698 | That heals the wound, and cures not the disg... |
| 699 | Nor can thy shame give physic to my grief, |
| 700 | Though thou repent, yet I have still the loss, |
| 701 | Th' offender's sorrow lends but weak relief |
| 702 | To him that bears the strong offence's cross. |
| 703 | Ah but those tears are pearl which thy lov... |
| 704 | And they are rich, and ransom all ill deeds. |
| 705 | 35 |
| 706 | No more be grieved at that which thou hast d... |
| 707 | Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud, |
| 708 | Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, |
| 709 | And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud. |
| 710 | All men make faults, and even I in this, |
| 711 | Authorizing thy trespass with compare, |
| 712 | My self corrupting salving thy amiss, |
| 713 | Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are: |
| 714 | For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense, |
| 715 | Thy adverse party is thy advocate, |
| 716 | And 'gainst my self a lawful plea commence: |
| 717 | Such civil war is in my love and hate, |
| 718 | That I an accessary needs must be, |
| 719 | To that sweet thief which sourly robs from... |
| 720 | 36 |
| 721 | Let me confess that we two must be twain, |
| 722 | Although our undivided loves are one: |
| 723 | So shall those blots that do with me remain, |
| 724 | Without thy help, by me be borne alone. |
| 725 | In our two loves there is but one respect, |
| 726 | Though in our lives a separable spite, |
| 727 | Which though it alter not love's sole effect, |
| 728 | Yet doth it steal sweet hours from love's de... |
| 729 | I may not evermore acknowledge thee, |
| 730 | Lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame, |
| 731 | Nor thou with public kindness honour me, |
| 732 | Unless thou take that honour from thy name: |
| 733 | But do not so, I love thee in such sort, |
| 734 | As thou being mine, mine is thy good report. |
| 735 | 37 |
| 736 | As a decrepit father takes delight, |
| 737 | To see his active child do deeds of youth, |
| 738 | So I, made lame by Fortune's dearest spite |
| 739 | Take all my comfort of thy worth and truth. |
| 740 | For whether beauty, birth, or wealth, or wit, |
| 741 | Or any of these all, or all, or more |
| 742 | Entitled in thy parts, do crowned sit, |
| 743 | I make my love engrafted to this store: |
| 744 | So then I am not lame, poor, nor despised, |
| 745 | Whilst that this shadow doth such substance ... |
| 746 | That I in thy abundance am sufficed, |
| 747 | And by a part of all thy glory live: |
| 748 | Look what is best, that best I wish in thee, |
| 749 | This wish I have, then ten times happy me. |
| 750 | 38 |
| 751 | How can my muse want subject to invent |
| 752 | While thou dost breathe that pour'st into my... |
| 753 | Thine own sweet argument, too excellent, |
| 754 | For every vulgar paper to rehearse? |
| 755 | O give thy self the thanks if aught in me, |
| 756 | Worthy perusal stand against thy sight, |
| 757 | For who's so dumb that cannot write to thee, |
| 758 | When thou thy self dost give invention light? |
| 759 | Be thou the tenth Muse, ten times more in worth |
| 760 | Than those old nine which rhymers invocate, |
| 761 | And he that calls on thee, let him bring forth |
| 762 | Eternal numbers to outlive long date. |
| 763 | If my slight muse do please these curious ... |
| 764 | The pain be mine, but thine shall be the p... |
| 765 | 39 |
| 766 | O how thy worth with manners may I sing, |
| 767 | When thou art all the better part of me? |
| 768 | What can mine own praise to mine own self br... |
| 769 | And what is't but mine own when I praise thee? |
| 770 | Even for this, let us divided live, |
| 771 | And our dear love lose name of single one, |
| 772 | That by this separation I may give: |
| 773 | That due to thee which thou deserv'st alone: |
| 774 | O absence what a torment wouldst thou prove, |
| 775 | Were it not thy sour leisure gave sweet leave, |
| 776 | To entertain the time with thoughts of love, |
| 777 | Which time and thoughts so sweetly doth dece... |
| 778 | And that thou teachest how to make one twain, |
| 779 | By praising him here who doth hence remain. |
| 780 | 40 |
| 781 | Take all my loves, my love, yea take them all, |
| 782 | What hast thou then more than thou hadst bef... |
| 783 | No love, my love, that thou mayst true love ... |
| 784 | All mine was thine, before thou hadst this m... |
| 785 | Then if for my love, thou my love receivest, |
| 786 | I cannot blame thee, for my love thou usest, |
| 787 | But yet be blamed, if thou thy self deceivest |
| 788 | By wilful taste of what thy self refusest. |
| 789 | I do forgive thy robbery gentle thief |
| 790 | Although thou steal thee all my poverty: |
| 791 | And yet love knows it is a greater grief |
| 792 | To bear greater wrong, than hate's known inj... |
| 793 | Lascivious grace, in whom all ill well shows, |
| 794 | Kill me with spites yet we must not be foes. |
| 795 | 41 |
| 796 | Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits, |
| 797 | When I am sometime absent from thy heart, |
| 798 | Thy beauty, and thy years full well befits, |
| 799 | For still temptation follows where thou art. |
| 800 | Gentle thou art, and therefore to be won, |
| 801 | Beauteous thou art, therefore to be assailed. |
| 802 | And when a woman woos, what woman's son, |
| 803 | Will sourly leave her till he have prevailed? |
| 804 | Ay me, but yet thou mightst my seat forbear, |
| 805 | And chide thy beauty, and thy straying youth, |
| 806 | Who lead thee in their riot even there |
| 807 | Where thou art forced to break a twofold truth: |
| 808 | Hers by thy beauty tempting her to thee, |
| 809 | Thine by thy beauty being false to me. |
| 810 | 42 |
| 811 | That thou hast her it is not all my grief, |
| 812 | And yet it may be said I loved her dearly, |
| 813 | That she hath thee is of my wailing chief, |
| 814 | A loss in love that touches me more nearly. |
| 815 | Loving offenders thus I will excuse ye, |
| 816 | Thou dost love her, because thou know'st I l... |
| 817 | And for my sake even so doth she abuse me, |
| 818 | Suff'ring my friend for my sake to approve her. |
| 819 | If I lose thee, my loss is my love's gain, |
| 820 | And losing her, my friend hath found that loss, |
| 821 | Both find each other, and I lose both twain, |
| 822 | And both for my sake lay on me this cross, |
| 823 | But here's the joy, my friend and I are one, |
| 824 | Sweet flattery, then she loves but me alone. |
| 825 | 43 |
| 826 | When most I wink then do mine eyes best see, |
| 827 | For all the day they view things unrespected, |
| 828 | But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee, |
| 829 | And darkly bright, are bright in dark directed. |
| 830 | Then thou whose shadow shadows doth make bright |
| 831 | How would thy shadow's form, form happy show, |
| 832 | To the clear day with thy much clearer light, |
| 833 | When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so! |
| 834 | How would (I say) mine eyes be blessed made, |
| 835 | By looking on thee in the living day, |
| 836 | When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade, |
| 837 | Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth s... |
| 838 | All days are nights to see till I see thee, |
| 839 | And nights bright days when dreams do show... |
| 840 | 44 |
| 841 | If the dull substance of my flesh were thought, |
| 842 | Injurious distance should not stop my way, |
| 843 | For then despite of space I would be brought, |
| 844 | From limits far remote, where thou dost stay, |
| 845 | No matter then although my foot did stand |
| 846 | Upon the farthest earth removed from thee, |
| 847 | For nimble thought can jump both sea and land, |
| 848 | As soon as think the place where he would be. |
| 849 | But ah, thought kills me that I am not thought |
| 850 | To leap large lengths of miles when thou art... |
| 851 | But that so much of earth and water wrought, |
| 852 | I must attend, time's leisure with my moan. |
| 853 | Receiving nought by elements so slow, |
| 854 | But heavy tears, badges of either's woe. |
| 855 | 45 |
| 856 | The other two, slight air, and purging fire, |
| 857 | Are both with thee, wherever I abide, |
| 858 | The first my thought, the other my desire, |
| 859 | These present-absent with swift motion slide. |
| 860 | For when these quicker elements are gone |
| 861 | In tender embassy of love to thee, |
| 862 | My life being made of four, with two alone, |
| 863 | Sinks down to death, oppressed with melancholy. |
| 864 | Until life's composition be recured, |
| 865 | By those swift messengers returned from thee, |
| 866 | Who even but now come back again assured, |
| 867 | Of thy fair health, recounting it to me. |
| 868 | This told, I joy, but then no longer glad, |
| 869 | I send them back again and straight grow sad. |
| 870 | 46 |
| 871 | Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war, |
| 872 | How to divide the conquest of thy sight, |
| 873 | Mine eye, my heart thy picture's sight would... |
| 874 | My heart, mine eye the freedom of that right, |
| 875 | My heart doth plead that thou in him dost lie, |
| 876 | (A closet never pierced with crystal eyes) |
| 877 | But the defendant doth that plea deny, |
| 878 | And says in him thy fair appearance lies. |
| 879 | To side this title is impanelled |
| 880 | A quest of thoughts, all tenants to the heart, |
| 881 | And by their verdict is determined |
| 882 | The clear eye's moiety, and the dear heart's... |
| 883 | As thus, mine eye's due is thy outward part, |
| 884 | And my heart's right, thy inward love of h... |
| 885 | 47 |
| 886 | Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took, |
| 887 | And each doth good turns now unto the other, |
| 888 | When that mine eye is famished for a look, |
| 889 | Or heart in love with sighs himself doth smo... |
| 890 | With my love's picture then my eye doth feast, |
| 891 | And to the painted banquet bids my heart: |
| 892 | Another time mine eye is my heart's guest, |
| 893 | And in his thoughts of love doth share a part. |
| 894 | So either by thy picture or my love, |
| 895 | Thy self away, art present still with me, |
| 896 | For thou not farther than my thoughts canst ... |
| 897 | And I am still with them, and they with thee. |
| 898 | Or if they sleep, thy picture in my sight |
| 899 | Awakes my heart, to heart's and eye's deli... |
| 900 | 48 |
| 901 | How careful was I when I took my way, |
| 902 | Each trifle under truest bars to thrust, |
| 903 | That to my use it might unused stay |
| 904 | From hands of falsehood, in sure wards of tr... |
| 905 | But thou, to whom my jewels trifles are, |
| 906 | Most worthy comfort, now my greatest grief, |
| 907 | Thou best of dearest, and mine only care, |
| 908 | Art left the prey of every vulgar thief. |
| 909 | Thee have I not locked up in any chest, |
| 910 | Save where thou art not, though I feel thou ... |
| 911 | Within the gentle closure of my breast, |
| 912 | From whence at pleasure thou mayst come and ... |
| 913 | And even thence thou wilt be stol'n I fear, |
| 914 | For truth proves thievish for a prize so d... |
| 915 | 49 |
| 916 | Against that time (if ever that time come) |
| 917 | When I shall see thee frown on my defects, |
| 918 | When as thy love hath cast his utmost sum, |
| 919 | Called to that audit by advised respects, |
| 920 | Against that time when thou shalt strangely ... |
| 921 | And scarcely greet me with that sun thine eye, |
| 922 | When love converted from the thing it was |
| 923 | Shall reasons find of settled gravity; |
| 924 | Against that time do I ensconce me here |
| 925 | Within the knowledge of mine own desert, |
| 926 | And this my hand, against my self uprear, |
| 927 | To guard the lawful reasons on thy part, |
| 928 | To leave poor me, thou hast the strength o... |
| 929 | Since why to love, I can allege no cause. |
| 930 | 50 |
| 931 | How heavy do I journey on the way, |
| 932 | When what I seek (my weary travel's end) |
| 933 | Doth teach that case and that repose to say |
| 934 | 'Thus far the miles are measured from thy fr... |
| 935 | The beast that bears me, tired with my woe, |
| 936 | Plods dully on, to bear that weight in me, |
| 937 | As if by some instinct the wretch did know |
| 938 | His rider loved not speed being made from thee: |
| 939 | The bloody spur cannot provoke him on, |
| 940 | That sometimes anger thrusts into his hide, |
| 941 | Which heavily he answers with a groan, |
| 942 | More sharp to me than spurring to his side, |
| 943 | For that same groan doth put this in my mind, |
| 944 | My grief lies onward and my joy behind. |
| 945 | 51 |
| 946 | Thus can my love excuse the slow offence, |
| 947 | Of my dull bearer, when from thee I speed, |
| 948 | From where thou art, why should I haste me t... |
| 949 | Till I return of posting is no need. |
| 950 | O what excuse will my poor beast then find, |
| 951 | When swift extremity can seem but slow? |
| 952 | Then should I spur though mounted on the wind, |
| 953 | In winged speed no motion shall I know, |
| 954 | Then can no horse with my desire keep pace, |
| 955 | Therefore desire (of perfect'st love being m... |
| 956 | Shall neigh (no dull flesh) in his fiery race, |
| 957 | But love, for love, thus shall excuse my jade, |
| 958 | Since from thee going, he went wilful-slow, |
| 959 | Towards thee I'll run, and give him leave ... |
| 960 | 52 |
| 961 | So am I as the rich whose blessed key, |
| 962 | Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, |
| 963 | The which he will not every hour survey, |
| 964 | For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasu... |
| 965 | Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, |
| 966 | Since seldom coming in that long year set, |
| 967 | Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, |
| 968 | Or captain jewels in the carcanet. |
| 969 | So is the time that keeps you as my chest |
| 970 | Or as the wardrobe which the robe doth hide, |
| 971 | To make some special instant special-blest, |
| 972 | By new unfolding his imprisoned pride. |
| 973 | Blessed are you whose worthiness gives scope, |
| 974 | Being had to triumph, being lacked to hope. |
| 975 | 53 |
| 976 | What is your substance, whereof are you made, |
| 977 | That millions of strange shadows on you tend? |
| 978 | Since every one, hath every one, one shade, |
| 979 | And you but one, can every shadow lend: |
| 980 | Describe Adonis and the counterfeit, |
| 981 | Is poorly imitated after you, |
| 982 | On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, |
| 983 | And you in Grecian tires are painted new: |
| 984 | Speak of the spring, and foison of the year, |
| 985 | The one doth shadow of your beauty show, |
| 986 | The other as your bounty doth appear, |
| 987 | And you in every blessed shape we know. |
| 988 | In all external grace you have some part, |
| 989 | But you like none, none you for constant h... |
| 990 | 54 |
| 991 | O how much more doth beauty beauteous seem, |
| 992 | By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! |
| 993 | The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem |
| 994 | For that sweet odour, which doth in it live: |
| 995 | The canker blooms have full as deep a dye, |
| 996 | As the perfumed tincture of the roses, |
| 997 | Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly, |
| 998 | When summer's breath their masked buds discl... |
| 999 | But for their virtue only is their show, |
| 1000 | They live unwooed, and unrespected fade, |
| 1001 | Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so, |
| 1002 | Of their sweet deaths, are sweetest odours m... |
| 1003 | And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth, |
| 1004 | When that shall vade, by verse distills yo... |
| 1005 | 55 |
| 1006 | Not marble, nor the gilded monuments |
| 1007 | Of princes shall outlive this powerful rhyme, |
| 1008 | But you shall shine more bright in these con... |
| 1009 | Than unswept stone, besmeared with sluttish ... |
| 1010 | When wasteful war shall statues overturn, |
| 1011 | And broils root out the work of masonry, |
| 1012 | Nor Mars his sword, nor war's quick fire sha... |
| 1013 | The living record of your memory. |
| 1014 | 'Gainst death, and all-oblivious enmity |
| 1015 | Shall you pace forth, your praise shall stil... |
| 1016 | Even in the eyes of all posterity |
| 1017 | That wear this world out to the ending doom. |
| 1018 | So till the judgment that your self arise, |
| 1019 | You live in this, and dwell in lovers' eyes. |
| 1020 | 56 |
| 1021 | Sweet love renew thy force, be it not said |
| 1022 | Thy edge should blunter be than appetite, |
| 1023 | Which but to-day by feeding is allayed, |
| 1024 | To-morrow sharpened in his former might. |
| 1025 | So love be thou, although to-day thou fill |
| 1026 | Thy hungry eyes, even till they wink with fu... |
| 1027 | To-morrow see again, and do not kill |
| 1028 | The spirit of love, with a perpetual dulness: |
| 1029 | Let this sad interim like the ocean be |
| 1030 | Which parts the shore, where two contracted ... |
| 1031 | Come daily to the banks, that when they see: |
| 1032 | Return of love, more blest may be the view. |
| 1033 | Or call it winter, which being full of care, |
| 1034 | Makes summer's welcome, thrice more wished... |
| 1035 | 57 |
| 1036 | Being your slave what should I do but tend, |
| 1037 | Upon the hours, and times of your desire? |
| 1038 | I have no precious time at all to spend; |
| 1039 | Nor services to do till you require. |
| 1040 | Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour, |
| 1041 | Whilst I (my sovereign) watch the clock for ... |
| 1042 | Nor think the bitterness of absence sour, |
| 1043 | When you have bid your servant once adieu. |
| 1044 | Nor dare I question with my jealous thought, |
| 1045 | Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, |
| 1046 | But like a sad slave stay and think of nought |
| 1047 | Save where you are, how happy you make those. |
| 1048 | So true a fool is love, that in your will, |
| 1049 | (Though you do any thing) he thinks no ill. |
| 1050 | 58 |
| 1051 | That god forbid, that made me first your slave, |
| 1052 | I should in thought control your times of pl... |
| 1053 | Or at your hand th' account of hours to crave, |
| 1054 | Being your vassal bound to stay your leisure. |
| 1055 | O let me suffer (being at your beck) |
| 1056 | Th' imprisoned absence of your liberty, |
| 1057 | And patience tame to sufferance bide each ch... |
| 1058 | Without accusing you of injury. |
| 1059 | Be where you list, your charter is so strong, |
| 1060 | That you your self may privilage your time |
| 1061 | To what you will, to you it doth belong, |
| 1062 | Your self to pardon of self-doing crime. |
| 1063 | I am to wait, though waiting so be hell, |
| 1064 | Not blame your pleasure be it ill or well. |
| 1065 | 59 |
| 1066 | If there be nothing new, but that which is, |
| 1067 | Hath been before, how are our brains beguiled, |
| 1068 | Which labouring for invention bear amis |
| 1069 | The second burthen of a former child! |
| 1070 | O that record could with a backward look, |
| 1071 | Even of five hundred courses of the sun, |
| 1072 | Show me your image in some antique book, |
| 1073 | Since mind at first in character was done. |
| 1074 | That I might see what the old world could say, |
| 1075 | To this composed wonder of your frame, |
| 1076 | Whether we are mended, or whether better they, |
| 1077 | Or whether revolution be the same. |
| 1078 | O sure I am the wits of former days, |
| 1079 | To subjects worse have given admiring praise. |
| 1080 | 60 |
| 1081 | Like as the waves make towards the pebbled s... |
| 1082 | So do our minutes hasten to their end, |
| 1083 | Each changing place with that which goes bef... |
| 1084 | In sequent toil all forwards do contend. |
| 1085 | Nativity once in the main of light, |
| 1086 | Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crowned, |
| 1087 | Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, |
| 1088 | And Time that gave, doth now his gift confound. |
| 1089 | Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, |
| 1090 | And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, |
| 1091 | Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, |
| 1092 | And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow. |
| 1093 | And yet to times in hope, my verse shall s... |
| 1094 | Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. |
| 1095 | 61 |
| 1096 | Is it thy will, thy image should keep open |
| 1097 | My heavy eyelids to the weary night? |
| 1098 | Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken, |
| 1099 | While shadows like to thee do mock my sight? |
| 1100 | Is it thy spirit that thou send'st from thee |
| 1101 | So far from home into my deeds to pry, |
| 1102 | To find out shames and idle hours in me, |
| 1103 | The scope and tenure of thy jealousy? |
| 1104 | O no, thy love though much, is not so great, |
| 1105 | It is my love that keeps mine eye awake, |
| 1106 | Mine own true love that doth my rest defeat, |
| 1107 | To play the watchman ever for thy sake. |
| 1108 | For thee watch I, whilst thou dost wake el... |
| 1109 | From me far off, with others all too near. |
| 1110 | 62 |
| 1111 | Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye, |
| 1112 | And all my soul, and all my every part; |
| 1113 | And for this sin there is no remedy, |
| 1114 | It is so grounded inward in my heart. |
| 1115 | Methinks no face so gracious is as mine, |
| 1116 | No shape so true, no truth of such account, |
| 1117 | And for my self mine own worth do define, |
| 1118 | As I all other in all worths surmount. |
| 1119 | But when my glass shows me my self indeed |
| 1120 | beated and chopt with tanned antiquity, |
| 1121 | Mine own self-love quite contrary I read: |
| 1122 | Self, so self-loving were iniquity. |
| 1123 | 'Tis thee (my self) that for my self I pra... |
| 1124 | Painting my age with beauty of thy days. |
| 1125 | 63 |
| 1126 | Against my love shall be as I am now |
| 1127 | With Time's injurious hand crushed and o'erw... |
| 1128 | When hours have drained his blood and filled... |
| 1129 | With lines and wrinkles, when his youthful morn |
| 1130 | Hath travelled on to age's steepy night, |
| 1131 | And all those beauties whereof now he's king |
| 1132 | Are vanishing, or vanished out of sight, |
| 1133 | Stealing away the treasure of his spring: |
| 1134 | For such a time do I now fortify |
| 1135 | Against confounding age's cruel knife, |
| 1136 | That he shall never cut from memory |
| 1137 | My sweet love's beauty, though my lover's life. |
| 1138 | His beauty shall in these black lines be s... |
| 1139 | And they shall live, and he in them still ... |
| 1140 | 64 |
| 1141 | When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced |
| 1142 | The rich-proud cost of outworn buried age, |
| 1143 | When sometime lofty towers I see down-rased, |
| 1144 | And brass eternal slave to mortal rage. |
| 1145 | When I have seen the hungry ocean gain |
| 1146 | Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, |
| 1147 | And the firm soil win of the watery main, |
| 1148 | Increasing store with loss, and loss with st... |
| 1149 | When I have seen such interchange of State, |
| 1150 | Or state it self confounded, to decay, |
| 1151 | Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate |
| 1152 | That Time will come and take my love away. |
| 1153 | This thought is as a death which cannot ch... |
| 1154 | But weep to have, that which it fears to l... |
| 1155 | 65 |
| 1156 | Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor bound... |
| 1157 | But sad mortality o'ersways their power, |
| 1158 | How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, |
| 1159 | Whose action is no stronger than a flower? |
| 1160 | O how shall summer's honey breath hold out, |
| 1161 | Against the wrackful siege of batt'ring days, |
| 1162 | When rocks impregnable are not so stout, |
| 1163 | Nor gates of steel so strong but time decays? |
| 1164 | O fearful meditation, where alack, |
| 1165 | Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest li... |
| 1166 | Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot ... |
| 1167 | Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid? |
| 1168 | O none, unless this miracle have might, |
| 1169 | That in black ink my love may still shine ... |
| 1170 | 66 |
| 1171 | Tired with all these for restful death I cry, |
| 1172 | As to behold desert a beggar born, |
| 1173 | And needy nothing trimmed in jollity, |
| 1174 | And purest faith unhappily forsworn, |
| 1175 | And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, |
| 1176 | And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, |
| 1177 | And right perfection wrongfully disgraced, |
| 1178 | And strength by limping sway disabled |
| 1179 | And art made tongue-tied by authority, |
| 1180 | And folly (doctor-like) controlling skill, |
| 1181 | And simple truth miscalled simplicity, |
| 1182 | And captive good attending captain ill. |
| 1183 | Tired with all these, from these would I b... |
| 1184 | Save that to die, I leave my love alone. |
| 1185 | 67 |
| 1186 | Ah wherefore with infection should he live, |
| 1187 | And with his presence grace impiety, |
| 1188 | That sin by him advantage should achieve, |
| 1189 | And lace it self with his society? |
| 1190 | Why should false painting imitate his cheek, |
| 1191 | And steal dead seeming of his living hue? |
| 1192 | Why should poor beauty indirectly seek, |
| 1193 | Roses of shadow, since his rose is true? |
| 1194 | Why should he live, now nature bankrupt is, |
| 1195 | Beggared of blood to blush through lively ve... |
| 1196 | For she hath no exchequer now but his, |
| 1197 | And proud of many, lives upon his gains? |
| 1198 | O him she stores, to show what wealth she ... |
| 1199 | In days long since, before these last so bad. |
| 1200 | 68 |
| 1201 | Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn, |
| 1202 | When beauty lived and died as flowers do now, |
| 1203 | Before these bastard signs of fair were born, |
| 1204 | Or durst inhabit on a living brow: |
| 1205 | Before the golden tresses of the dead, |
| 1206 | The right of sepulchres, were shorn away, |
| 1207 | To live a second life on second head, |
| 1208 | Ere beauty's dead fleece made another gay: |
| 1209 | In him those holy antique hours are seen, |
| 1210 | Without all ornament, it self and true, |
| 1211 | Making no summer of another's green, |
| 1212 | Robbing no old to dress his beauty new, |
| 1213 | And him as for a map doth Nature store, |
| 1214 | To show false Art what beauty was of yore. |
| 1215 | 69 |
| 1216 | Those parts of thee that the world's eye dot... |
| 1217 | Want nothing that the thought of hearts can ... |
| 1218 | All tongues (the voice of souls) give thee t... |
| 1219 | Uttering bare truth, even so as foes commend. |
| 1220 | Thy outward thus with outward praise is crow... |
| 1221 | But those same tongues that give thee so thi... |
| 1222 | In other accents do this praise confound |
| 1223 | By seeing farther than the eye hath shown. |
| 1224 | They look into the beauty of thy mind, |
| 1225 | And that in guess they measure by thy deeds, |
| 1226 | Then churls their thoughts (although their e... |
| 1227 | To thy fair flower add the rank smell of wee... |
| 1228 | But why thy odour matcheth not thy show, |
| 1229 | The soil is this, that thou dost common grow. |
| 1230 | 70 |
| 1231 | That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect, |
| 1232 | For slander's mark was ever yet the fair, |
| 1233 | The ornament of beauty is suspect, |
| 1234 | A crow that flies in heaven's sweetest air. |
| 1235 | So thou be good, slander doth but approve, |
| 1236 | Thy worth the greater being wooed of time, |
| 1237 | For canker vice the sweetest buds doth love, |
| 1238 | And thou present'st a pure unstained prime. |
| 1239 | Thou hast passed by the ambush of young days, |
| 1240 | Either not assailed, or victor being charged, |
| 1241 | Yet this thy praise cannot be so thy praise, |
| 1242 | To tie up envy, evermore enlarged, |
| 1243 | If some suspect of ill masked not thy show, |
| 1244 | Then thou alone kingdoms of hearts shoulds... |
| 1245 | 71 |
| 1246 | No longer mourn for me when I am dead, |
| 1247 | Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell |
| 1248 | Give warning to the world that I am fled |
| 1249 | From this vile world with vilest worms to dw... |
| 1250 | Nay if you read this line, remember not, |
| 1251 | The hand that writ it, for I love you so, |
| 1252 | That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, |
| 1253 | If thinking on me then should make you woe. |
| 1254 | O if (I say) you look upon this verse, |
| 1255 | When I (perhaps) compounded am with clay, |
| 1256 | Do not so much as my poor name rehearse; |
| 1257 | But let your love even with my life decay. |
| 1258 | Lest the wise world should look into your ... |
| 1259 | And mock you with me after I am gone. |
| 1260 | 72 |
| 1261 | O lest the world should task you to recite, |
| 1262 | What merit lived in me that you should love |
| 1263 | After my death (dear love) forget me quite, |
| 1264 | For you in me can nothing worthy prove. |
| 1265 | Unless you would devise some virtuous lie, |
| 1266 | To do more for me than mine own desert, |
| 1267 | And hang more praise upon deceased I, |
| 1268 | Than niggard truth would willingly impart: |
| 1269 | O lest your true love may seem false in this, |
| 1270 | That you for love speak well of me untrue, |
| 1271 | My name be buried where my body is, |
| 1272 | And live no more to shame nor me, nor you. |
| 1273 | For I am shamed by that which I bring forth, |
| 1274 | And so should you, to love things nothing ... |
| 1275 | 73 |
| 1276 | That time of year thou mayst in me behold, |
| 1277 | When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang |
| 1278 | Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, |
| 1279 | Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet bir... |
| 1280 | In me thou seest the twilight of such day, |
| 1281 | As after sunset fadeth in the west, |
| 1282 | Which by and by black night doth take away, |
| 1283 | Death's second self that seals up all in res... |
| 1284 | In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, |
| 1285 | That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, |
| 1286 | As the death-bed, whereon it must expire, |
| 1287 | Consumed with that which it was nourished by. |
| 1288 | This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love... |
| 1289 | To love that well, which thou must leave e... |
| 1290 | 74 |
| 1291 | But be contented when that fell arrest, |
| 1292 | Without all bail shall carry me away, |
| 1293 | My life hath in this line some interest, |
| 1294 | Which for memorial still with thee shall stay. |
| 1295 | When thou reviewest this, thou dost review, |
| 1296 | The very part was consecrate to thee, |
| 1297 | The earth can have but earth, which is his due, |
| 1298 | My spirit is thine the better part of me, |
| 1299 | So then thou hast but lost the dregs of life, |
| 1300 | The prey of worms, my body being dead, |
| 1301 | The coward conquest of a wretch's knife, |
| 1302 | Too base of thee to be remembered, |
| 1303 | The worth of that, is that which it contains, |
| 1304 | And that is this, and this with thee remains. |
| 1305 | 75 |
| 1306 | So are you to my thoughts as food to life, |
| 1307 | Or as sweet-seasoned showers are to the ground; |
| 1308 | And for the peace of you I hold such strife |
| 1309 | As 'twixt a miser and his wealth is found. |
| 1310 | Now proud as an enjoyer, and anon |
| 1311 | Doubting the filching age will steal his tre... |
| 1312 | Now counting best to be with you alone, |
| 1313 | Then bettered that the world may see my plea... |
| 1314 | Sometime all full with feasting on your sight, |
| 1315 | And by and by clean starved for a look, |
| 1316 | Possessing or pursuing no delight |
| 1317 | Save what is had, or must from you be took. |
| 1318 | Thus do I pine and surfeit day by day, |
| 1319 | Or gluttoning on all, or all away. |
| 1320 | 76 |
| 1321 | Why is my verse so barren of new pride? |
| 1322 | So far from variation or quick change? |
| 1323 | Why with the time do I not glance aside |
| 1324 | To new-found methods, and to compounds strange? |
| 1325 | Why write I still all one, ever the same, |
| 1326 | And keep invention in a noted weed, |
| 1327 | That every word doth almost tell my name, |
| 1328 | Showing their birth, and where they did proc... |
| 1329 | O know sweet love I always write of you, |
| 1330 | And you and love are still my argument: |
| 1331 | So all my best is dressing old words new, |
| 1332 | Spending again what is already spent: |
| 1333 | For as the sun is daily new and old, |
| 1334 | So is my love still telling what is told. |
| 1335 | 77 |
| 1336 | Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear, |
| 1337 | Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste, |
| 1338 | These vacant leaves thy mind's imprint will ... |
| 1339 | And of this book, this learning mayst thou t... |
| 1340 | The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show, |
| 1341 | Of mouthed graves will give thee memory, |
| 1342 | Thou by thy dial's shady stealth mayst know, |
| 1343 | Time's thievish progress to eternity. |
| 1344 | Look what thy memory cannot contain, |
| 1345 | Commit to these waste blanks, and thou shalt... |
| 1346 | Those children nursed, delivered from thy br... |
| 1347 | To take a new acquaintance of thy mind. |
| 1348 | These offices, so oft as thou wilt look, |
| 1349 | Shall profit thee, and much enrich thy book. |
| 1350 | 78 |
| 1351 | So oft have I invoked thee for my muse, |
| 1352 | And found such fair assistance in my verse, |
| 1353 | As every alien pen hath got my use, |
| 1354 | And under thee their poesy disperse. |
| 1355 | Thine eyes, that taught the dumb on high to ... |
| 1356 | And heavy ignorance aloft to fly, |
| 1357 | Have added feathers to the learned's wing, |
| 1358 | And given grace a double majesty. |
| 1359 | Yet be most proud of that which I compile, |
| 1360 | Whose influence is thine, and born of thee, |
| 1361 | In others' works thou dost but mend the style, |
| 1362 | And arts with thy sweet graces graced be. |
| 1363 | But thou art all my art, and dost advance |
| 1364 | As high as learning, my rude ignorance. |
| 1365 | 79 |
| 1366 | Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid, |
| 1367 | My verse alone had all thy gentle grace, |
| 1368 | But now my gracious numbers are decayed, |
| 1369 | And my sick muse doth give an other place. |
| 1370 | I grant (sweet love) thy lovely argument |
| 1371 | Deserves the travail of a worthier pen, |
| 1372 | Yet what of thee thy poet doth invent, |
| 1373 | He robs thee of, and pays it thee again, |
| 1374 | He lends thee virtue, and he stole that word, |
| 1375 | From thy behaviour, beauty doth he give |
| 1376 | And found it in thy cheek: he can afford |
| 1377 | No praise to thee, but what in thee doth liv... |
| 1378 | Then thank him not for that which he doth ... |
| 1379 | Since what he owes thee, thou thy self dos... |
| 1380 | 80 |
| 1381 | O how I faint when I of you do write, |
| 1382 | Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, |
| 1383 | And in the praise thereof spends all his might, |
| 1384 | To make me tongue-tied speaking of your fame. |
| 1385 | But since your worth (wide as the ocean is) |
| 1386 | The humble as the proudest sail doth bear, |
| 1387 | My saucy bark (inferior far to his) |
| 1388 | On your broad main doth wilfully appear. |
| 1389 | Your shallowest help will hold me up afloat, |
| 1390 | Whilst he upon your soundless deep doth ride, |
| 1391 | Or (being wrecked) I am a worthless boat, |
| 1392 | He of tall building, and of goodly pride. |
| 1393 | Then if he thrive and I be cast away, |
| 1394 | The worst was this, my love was my decay. |
| 1395 | 81 |
| 1396 | Or I shall live your epitaph to make, |
| 1397 | Or you survive when I in earth am rotten, |
| 1398 | From hence your memory death cannot take, |
| 1399 | Although in me each part will be forgotten. |
| 1400 | Your name from hence immortal life shall have, |
| 1401 | Though I (once gone) to all the world must die, |
| 1402 | The earth can yield me but a common grave, |
| 1403 | When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie, |
| 1404 | Your monument shall be my gentle verse, |
| 1405 | Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read, |
| 1406 | And tongues to be, your being shall rehearse, |
| 1407 | When all the breathers of this world are dead, |
| 1408 | You still shall live (such virtue hath my ... |
| 1409 | Where breath most breathes, even in the mo... |
| 1410 | 82 |
| 1411 | I grant thou wert not married to my muse, |
| 1412 | And therefore mayst without attaint o'erlook |
| 1413 | The dedicated words which writers use |
| 1414 | Of their fair subject, blessing every book. |
| 1415 | Thou art as fair in knowledge as in hue, |
| 1416 | Finding thy worth a limit past my praise, |
| 1417 | And therefore art enforced to seek anew, |
| 1418 | Some fresher stamp of the time-bettering days. |
| 1419 | And do so love, yet when they have devised, |
| 1420 | What strained touches rhetoric can lend, |
| 1421 | Thou truly fair, wert truly sympathized, |
| 1422 | In true plain words, by thy true-telling fri... |
| 1423 | And their gross painting might be better u... |
| 1424 | Where cheeks need blood, in thee it is abu... |
| 1425 | 83 |
| 1426 | I never saw that you did painting need, |
| 1427 | And therefore to your fair no painting set, |
| 1428 | I found (or thought I found) you did exceed, |
| 1429 | That barren tender of a poet's debt: |
| 1430 | And therefore have I slept in your report, |
| 1431 | That you your self being extant well might s... |
| 1432 | How far a modern quill doth come too short, |
| 1433 | Speaking of worth, what worth in you doth gr... |
| 1434 | This silence for my sin you did impute, |
| 1435 | Which shall be most my glory being dumb, |
| 1436 | For I impair not beauty being mute, |
| 1437 | When others would give life, and bring a tomb. |
| 1438 | There lives more life in one of your fair ... |
| 1439 | Than both your poets can in praise devise. |
| 1440 | 84 |
| 1441 | Who is it that says most, which can say more, |
| 1442 | Than this rich praise, that you alone, are you? |
| 1443 | In whose confine immured is the store, |
| 1444 | Which should example where your equal grew. |
| 1445 | Lean penury within that pen doth dwell, |
| 1446 | That to his subject lends not some small glory, |
| 1447 | But he that writes of you, if he can tell, |
| 1448 | That you are you, so dignifies his story. |
| 1449 | Let him but copy what in you is writ, |
| 1450 | Not making worse what nature made so clear, |
| 1451 | And such a counterpart shall fame his wit, |
| 1452 | Making his style admired every where. |
| 1453 | You to your beauteous blessings add a curse, |
| 1454 | Being fond on praise, which makes your pra... |
| 1455 | 85 |
| 1456 | My tongue-tied muse in manners holds her still, |
| 1457 | While comments of your praise richly compiled, |
| 1458 | Reserve their character with golden quill, |
| 1459 | And precious phrase by all the Muses filed. |
| 1460 | I think good thoughts, whilst other write go... |
| 1461 | And like unlettered clerk still cry Amen, |
| 1462 | To every hymn that able spirit affords, |
| 1463 | In polished form of well refined pen. |
| 1464 | Hearing you praised, I say 'tis so, 'tis true, |
| 1465 | And to the most of praise add something more, |
| 1466 | But that is in my thought, whose love to you |
| 1467 | (Though words come hindmost) holds his rank ... |
| 1468 | Then others, for the breath of words respect, |
| 1469 | Me for my dumb thoughts, speaking in effect. |
| 1470 | 86 |
| 1471 | Was it the proud full sail of his great verse, |
| 1472 | Bound for the prize of (all too precious) you, |
| 1473 | That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, |
| 1474 | Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew? |
| 1475 | Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write, |
| 1476 | Above a mortal pitch, that struck me dead? |
| 1477 | No, neither he, nor his compeers by night |
| 1478 | Giving him aid, my verse astonished. |
| 1479 | He nor that affable familiar ghost |
| 1480 | Which nightly gulls him with intelligence, |
| 1481 | As victors of my silence cannot boast, |
| 1482 | I was not sick of any fear from thence. |
| 1483 | But when your countenance filled up his line, |
| 1484 | Then lacked I matter, that enfeebled mine. |
| 1485 | 87 |
| 1486 | Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, |
| 1487 | And like enough thou know'st thy estimate, |
| 1488 | The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing: |
| 1489 | My bonds in thee are all determinate. |
| 1490 | For how do I hold thee but by thy granting, |
| 1491 | And for that riches where is my deserving? |
| 1492 | The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting, |
| 1493 | And so my patent back again is swerving. |
| 1494 | Thy self thou gav'st, thy own worth then not... |
| 1495 | Or me to whom thou gav'st it, else mistaking, |
| 1496 | So thy great gift upon misprision growing, |
| 1497 | Comes home again, on better judgement making. |
| 1498 | Thus have I had thee as a dream doth flatter, |
| 1499 | In sleep a king, but waking no such matter. |
| 1500 | 88 |
| 1501 | When thou shalt be disposed to set me light, |
| 1502 | And place my merit in the eye of scorn, |
| 1503 | Upon thy side, against my self I'll fight, |
| 1504 | And prove thee virtuous, though thou art for... |
| 1505 | With mine own weakness being best acquainted, |
| 1506 | Upon thy part I can set down a story |
| 1507 | Of faults concealed, wherein I am attainted: |
| 1508 | That thou in losing me, shalt win much glory: |
| 1509 | And I by this will be a gainer too, |
| 1510 | For bending all my loving thoughts on thee, |
| 1511 | The injuries that to my self I do, |
| 1512 | Doing thee vantage, double-vantage me. |
| 1513 | Such is my love, to thee I so belong, |
| 1514 | That for thy right, my self will bear all ... |
| 1515 | 89 |
| 1516 | Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault, |
| 1517 | And I will comment upon that offence, |
| 1518 | Speak of my lameness, and I straight will halt: |
| 1519 | Against thy reasons making no defence. |
| 1520 | Thou canst not (love) disgrace me half so ill, |
| 1521 | To set a form upon desired change, |
| 1522 | As I'll my self disgrace, knowing thy will, |
| 1523 | I will acquaintance strangle and look strange: |
| 1524 | Be absent from thy walks and in my tongue, |
| 1525 | Thy sweet beloved name no more shall dwell, |
| 1526 | Lest I (too much profane) should do it wronk: |
| 1527 | And haply of our old acquaintance tell. |
| 1528 | For thee, against my self I'll vow debate, |
| 1529 | For I must ne'er love him whom thou dost h... |
| 1530 | 90 |
| 1531 | Then hate me when thou wilt, if ever, now, |
| 1532 | Now while the world is bent my deeds to cross, |
| 1533 | join with the spite of fortune, make me bow, |
| 1534 | And do not drop in for an after-loss: |
| 1535 | Ah do not, when my heart hath 'scaped this s... |
| 1536 | Come in the rearward of a conquered woe, |
| 1537 | Give not a windy night a rainy morrow, |
| 1538 | To linger out a purposed overthrow. |
| 1539 | If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last, |
| 1540 | When other petty griefs have done their spite, |
| 1541 | But in the onset come, so shall I taste |
| 1542 | At first the very worst of fortune's might. |
| 1543 | And other strains of woe, which now seem woe, |
| 1544 | Compared with loss of thee, will not seem so. |
| 1545 | 91 |
| 1546 | Some glory in their birth, some in their skill, |
| 1547 | Some in their wealth, some in their body's f... |
| 1548 | Some in their garments though new-fangled ill: |
| 1549 | Some in their hawks and hounds, some in thei... |
| 1550 | And every humour hath his adjunct pleasure, |
| 1551 | Wherein it finds a joy above the rest, |
| 1552 | But these particulars are not my measure, |
| 1553 | All these I better in one general best. |
| 1554 | Thy love is better than high birth to me, |
| 1555 | Richer than wealth, prouder than garments' c... |
| 1556 | Of more delight than hawks and horses be: |
| 1557 | And having thee, of all men's pride I boast. |
| 1558 | Wretched in this alone, that thou mayst take, |
| 1559 | All this away, and me most wretchcd make. |
| 1560 | 92 |
| 1561 | But do thy worst to steal thy self away, |
| 1562 | For term of life thou art assured mine, |
| 1563 | And life no longer than thy love will stay, |
| 1564 | For it depends upon that love of thine. |
| 1565 | Then need I not to fear the worst of wrongs, |
| 1566 | When in the least of them my life hath end, |
| 1567 | I see, a better state to me belongs |
| 1568 | Than that, which on thy humour doth depend. |
| 1569 | Thou canst not vex me with inconstant mind, |
| 1570 | Since that my life on thy revolt doth lie, |
| 1571 | O what a happy title do I find, |
| 1572 | Happy to have thy love, happy to die! |
| 1573 | But what's so blessed-fair that fears no b... |
| 1574 | Thou mayst be false, and yet I know it not. |
| 1575 | 93 |
| 1576 | So shall I live, supposing thou art true, |
| 1577 | Like a deceived husband, so love's face, |
| 1578 | May still seem love to me, though altered new: |
| 1579 | Thy looks with me, thy heart in other place. |
| 1580 | For there can live no hatred in thine eye, |
| 1581 | Therefore in that I cannot know thy change, |
| 1582 | In many's looks, the false heart's history |
| 1583 | Is writ in moods and frowns and wrinkles str... |
| 1584 | But heaven in thy creation did decree, |
| 1585 | That in thy face sweet love should ever dwell, |
| 1586 | Whate'er thy thoughts, or thy heart's workin... |
| 1587 | Thy looks should nothing thence, but sweetne... |
| 1588 | How like Eve's apple doth thy beauty grow, |
| 1589 | If thy sweet virtue answer not thy show. |
| 1590 | 94 |
| 1591 | They that have power to hurt, and will do none, |
| 1592 | That do not do the thing, they most do show, |
| 1593 | Who moving others, are themselves as stone, |
| 1594 | Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow: |
| 1595 | They rightly do inherit heaven's graces, |
| 1596 | And husband nature's riches from expense, |
| 1597 | Tibey are the lords and owners of their faces, |
| 1598 | Others, but stewards of their excellence: |
| 1599 | The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, |
| 1600 | Though to it self, it only live and die, |
| 1601 | But if that flower with base infection meet, |
| 1602 | The basest weed outbraves his dignity: |
| 1603 | For sweetest things turn sourest by their ... |
| 1604 | Lilies that fester, smell far worse than w... |
| 1605 | 95 |
| 1606 | How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame, |
| 1607 | Which like a canker in the fragrant rose, |
| 1608 | Doth spot the beauty of thy budding name! |
| 1609 | O in what sweets dost thou thy sins enclose! |
| 1610 | That tongue that tells the story of thy days, |
| 1611 | (Making lascivious comments on thy sport) |
| 1612 | Cannot dispraise, but in a kind of praise, |
| 1613 | Naming thy name, blesses an ill report. |
| 1614 | O what a mansion have those vices got, |
| 1615 | Which for their habitation chose out thee, |
| 1616 | Where beauty's veil doth cover every blot, |
| 1617 | And all things turns to fair, that eyes can ... |
| 1618 | Take heed (dear heart) of this large privi... |
| 1619 | The hardest knife ill-used doth lose his e... |
| 1620 | 96 |
| 1621 | Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness, |
| 1622 | Some say thy grace is youth and gentle sport, |
| 1623 | Both grace and faults are loved of more and ... |
| 1624 | Thou mak'st faults graces, that to thee resort: |
| 1625 | As on the finger of a throned queen, |
| 1626 | The basest jewel will be well esteemed: |
| 1627 | So are those errors that in thee are seen, |
| 1628 | To truths translated, and for true things de... |
| 1629 | How many lambs might the stern wolf betray, |
| 1630 | If like a lamb he could his looks translate! |
| 1631 | How many gazers mightst thou lead away, |
| 1632 | if thou wouldst use the strength of all thy ... |
| 1633 | But do not so, I love thee in such sort, |
| 1634 | As thou being mine, mine is thy good report. |
| 1635 | 97 |
| 1636 | How like a winter hath my absence been |
| 1637 | From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! |
| 1638 | What freezings have I felt, what dark days s... |
| 1639 | What old December's bareness everywhere! |
| 1640 | And yet this time removed was summer's time, |
| 1641 | The teeming autumn big with rich increase, |
| 1642 | Bearing the wanton burden of the prime, |
| 1643 | Like widowed wombs after their lords' decease: |
| 1644 | Yet this abundant issue seemed to me |
| 1645 | But hope of orphans, and unfathered fruit, |
| 1646 | For summer and his pleasures wait on thee, |
| 1647 | And thou away, the very birds are mute. |
| 1648 | Or if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer, |
| 1649 | That leaves look pale, dreading the winter... |
| 1650 | 98 |
| 1651 | From you have I been absent in the spring, |
| 1652 | When proud-pied April (dressed in all his trim) |
| 1653 | Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing: |
| 1654 | That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him. |
| 1655 | Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell |
| 1656 | Of different flowers in odour and in hue, |
| 1657 | Could make me any summer's story tell: |
| 1658 | Or from their proud lap pluck them where the... |
| 1659 | Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, |
| 1660 | Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose, |
| 1661 | They were but sweet, but figures of delight: |
| 1662 | Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. |
| 1663 | Yet seemed it winter still, and you away, |
| 1664 | As with your shadow I with these did play. |
| 1665 | 99 |
| 1666 | The forward violet thus did I chide, |
| 1667 | Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy swe... |
| 1668 | If not from my love's breath? The purple pride |
| 1669 | Which on thy soft check for complexion dwells, |
| 1670 | In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed. |
| 1671 | The lily I condemned for thy hand, |
| 1672 | And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair, |
| 1673 | The roses fearfully on thorns did stand, |
| 1674 | One blushing shame, another white despair: |
| 1675 | A third nor red, nor white, had stol'n of both, |
| 1676 | And to his robbery had annexed thy breath, |
| 1677 | But for his theft in pride of all his growth |
| 1678 | A vengeful canker eat him up to death. |
| 1679 | More flowers I noted, yet I none could see, |
| 1680 | But sweet, or colour it had stol'n from thee. |
| 1681 | 100 |
| 1682 | Where art thou Muse that thou forget'st so l... |
| 1683 | To speak of that which gives thee all thy mi... |
| 1684 | Spend'st thou thy fury on some worthless song, |
| 1685 | Darkening thy power to lend base subjects li... |
| 1686 | Return forgetful Muse, and straight redeem, |
| 1687 | In gentle numbers time so idly spent, |
| 1688 | Sing to the ear that doth thy lays esteem, |
| 1689 | And gives thy pen both skill and argument. |
| 1690 | Rise resty Muse, my love's sweet face survey, |
| 1691 | If time have any wrinkle graven there, |
| 1692 | If any, be a satire to decay, |
| 1693 | And make time's spoils despised everywhere. |
| 1694 | Give my love fame faster than Time wastes ... |
| 1695 | So thou prevent'st his scythe, and crooked... |
| 1696 | 101 |
| 1697 | O truant Muse what shall be thy amends, |
| 1698 | For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed? |
| 1699 | Both truth and beauty on my love depends: |
| 1700 | So dost thou too, and therein dignified: |
| 1701 | Make answer Muse, wilt thou not haply say, |
| 1702 | 'Truth needs no colour with his colour fixed, |
| 1703 | Beauty no pencil, beauty's truth to lay: |
| 1704 | But best is best, if never intermixed'? |
| 1705 | Because he needs no praise, wilt thou be dumb? |
| 1706 | Excuse not silence so, for't lies in thee, |
| 1707 | To make him much outlive a gilded tomb: |
| 1708 | And to be praised of ages yet to be. |
| 1709 | Then do thy office Muse, I teach thee how, |
| 1710 | To make him seem long hence, as he shows now. |
| 1711 | 102 |
| 1712 | My love is strengthened though more weak in ... |
| 1713 | I love not less, though less the show appear, |
| 1714 | That love is merchandized, whose rich esteem... |
| 1715 | The owner's tongue doth publish every where. |
| 1716 | Our love was new, and then but in the spring, |
| 1717 | When I was wont to greet it with my lays, |
| 1718 | As Philomel in summer's front doth sing, |
| 1719 | And stops her pipe in growth of riper days: |
| 1720 | Not that the summer is less pleasant now |
| 1721 | Than when her mournful hymns did hush the ni... |
| 1722 | But that wild music burthens every bough, |
| 1723 | And sweets grown common lose their dear deli... |
| 1724 | Therefore like her, I sometime hold my ton... |
| 1725 | Because I would not dull you with my song. |
| 1726 | 103 |
| 1727 | Alack what poverty my muse brings forth, |
| 1728 | That having such a scope to show her pride, |
| 1729 | The argument all bare is of more worth |
| 1730 | Than when it hath my added praise beside. |
| 1731 | O blame me not if I no more can write! |
| 1732 | Look in your glass and there appears a face, |
| 1733 | That over-goes my blunt invention quite, |
| 1734 | Dulling my lines, and doing me disgrace. |
| 1735 | Were it not sinful then striving to mend, |
| 1736 | To mar the subject that before was well? |
| 1737 | For to no other pass my verses tend, |
| 1738 | Than of your graces and your gifts to tell. |
| 1739 | And more, much more than in my verse can sit, |
| 1740 | Your own glass shows you, when you look in... |
| 1741 | 104 |
| 1742 | To me fair friend you never can be old, |
| 1743 | For as you were when first your eye I eyed, |
| 1744 | Such seems your beauty still: three winters ... |
| 1745 | Have from the forests shook three summers' p... |
| 1746 | Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn tur... |
| 1747 | In process of the seasons have I seen, |
| 1748 | Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burned, |
| 1749 | Since first I saw you fresh which yet are gr... |
| 1750 | Ah yet doth beauty like a dial hand, |
| 1751 | Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived, |
| 1752 | So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth... |
| 1753 | Hath motion, and mine eye may be deceived. |
| 1754 | For fear of which, hear this thou age unbred, |
| 1755 | Ere you were born was beauty's summer dead. |
| 1756 | 105 |
| 1757 | Let not my love be called idolatry, |
| 1758 | Nor my beloved as an idol show, |
| 1759 | Since all alike my songs and praises be |
| 1760 | To one, of one, still such, and ever so. |
| 1761 | Kind is my love to-day, to-morrow kind, |
| 1762 | Still constant in a wondrous excellence, |
| 1763 | Therefore my verse to constancy confined, |
| 1764 | One thing expressing, leaves out difference. |
| 1765 | Fair, kind, and true, is all my argument, |
| 1766 | Fair, kind, and true, varying to other words, |
| 1767 | And in this change is my invention spent, |
| 1768 | Three themes in one, which wondrous scope af... |
| 1769 | Fair, kind, and true, have often lived alone. |
| 1770 | Which three till now, never kept seat in one. |
| 1771 | 106 |
| 1772 | When in the chronicle of wasted time, |
| 1773 | I see descriptions of the fairest wights, |
| 1774 | And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, |
| 1775 | In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights, |
| 1776 | Then in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, |
| 1777 | Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, |
| 1778 | I see their antique pen would have expressed, |
| 1779 | Even such a beauty as you master now. |
| 1780 | So all their praises are but prophecies |
| 1781 | Of this our time, all you prefiguring, |
| 1782 | And for they looked but with divining eyes, |
| 1783 | They had not skill enough your worth to sing: |
| 1784 | For we which now behold these present days, |
| 1785 | Have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to p... |
| 1786 | 107 |
| 1787 | Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul, |
| 1788 | Of the wide world, dreaming on things to come, |
| 1789 | Can yet the lease of my true love control, |
| 1790 | Supposed as forfeit to a confined doom. |
| 1791 | The mortal moon hath her eclipse endured, |
| 1792 | And the sad augurs mock their own presage, |
| 1793 | Incertainties now crown themselves assured, |
| 1794 | And peace proclaims olives of endless age. |
| 1795 | Now with the drops of this most balmy time, |
| 1796 | My love looks fresh, and death to me subscri... |
| 1797 | Since spite of him I'll live in this poor rh... |
| 1798 | While he insults o'er dull and speechless tr... |
| 1799 | And thou in this shalt find thy monument, |
| 1800 | When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass ar... |
| 1801 | 108 |
| 1802 | What's in the brain that ink may character, |
| 1803 | Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit, |
| 1804 | What's new to speak, what now to register, |
| 1805 | That may express my love, or thy dear merit? |
| 1806 | Nothing sweet boy, but yet like prayers divine, |
| 1807 | I must each day say o'er the very same, |
| 1808 | Counting no old thing old, thou mine, I thin... |
| 1809 | Even as when first I hallowed thy fair name. |
| 1810 | So that eternal love in love's fresh case, |
| 1811 | Weighs not the dust and injury of age, |
| 1812 | Nor gives to necessary wrinkles place, |
| 1813 | But makes antiquity for aye his page, |
| 1814 | Finding the first conceit of love there bred, |
| 1815 | Where time and outward form would show it ... |
| 1816 | 109 |
| 1817 | O never say that I was false of heart, |
| 1818 | Though absence seemed my flame to qualify, |
| 1819 | As easy might I from my self depart, |
| 1820 | As from my soul which in thy breast doth lie: |
| 1821 | That is my home of love, if I have ranged, |
| 1822 | Like him that travels I return again, |
| 1823 | Just to the time, not with the time exchanged, |
| 1824 | So that my self bring water for my stain, |
| 1825 | Never believe though in my nature reigned, |
| 1826 | All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood, |
| 1827 | That it could so preposterously be stained, |
| 1828 | To leave for nothing all thy sum of good: |
| 1829 | For nothing this wide universe I call, |
| 1830 | Save thou my rose, in it thou art my all. |
| 1831 | 110 |
| 1832 | Alas 'tis true, I have gone here and there, |
| 1833 | And made my self a motley to the view, |
| 1834 | Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is ... |
| 1835 | Made old offences of affections new. |
| 1836 | Most true it is, that I have looked on truth |
| 1837 | Askance and strangely: but by all above, |
| 1838 | These blenches gave my heart another youth, |
| 1839 | And worse essays proved thee my best of love. |
| 1840 | Now all is done, have what shall have no end, |
| 1841 | Mine appetite I never more will grind |
| 1842 | On newer proof, to try an older friend, |
| 1843 | A god in love, to whom I am confined. |
| 1844 | Then give me welcome, next my heaven the b... |
| 1845 | Even to thy pure and most most loving breast. |
| 1846 | 111 |
| 1847 | O for my sake do you with Fortune chide, |
| 1848 | The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, |
| 1849 | That did not better for my life provide, |
| 1850 | Than public means which public manners breeds. |
| 1851 | Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, |
| 1852 | And almost thence my nature is subdued |
| 1853 | To what it works in, like the dyer's hand: |
| 1854 | Pity me then, and wish I were renewed, |
| 1855 | Whilst like a willing patient I will drink, |
| 1856 | Potions of eisel 'gainst my strong infection, |
| 1857 | No bitterness that I will bitter think, |
| 1858 | Nor double penance to correct correction. |
| 1859 | Pity me then dear friend, and I assure ye, |
| 1860 | Even that your pity is enough to cure me. |
| 1861 | 112 |
| 1862 | Your love and pity doth th' impression fill, |
| 1863 | Which vulgar scandal stamped upon my brow, |
| 1864 | For what care I who calls me well or ill, |
| 1865 | So you o'er-green my bad, my good allow? |
| 1866 | You are my all the world, and I must strive, |
| 1867 | To know my shames and praises from your tongue, |
| 1868 | None else to me, nor I to none alive, |
| 1869 | That my steeled sense or changes right or wr... |
| 1870 | In so profound abysm I throw all care |
| 1871 | Of others' voices, that my adder's sense, |
| 1872 | To critic and to flatterer stopped are: |
| 1873 | Mark how with my neglect I do dispense. |
| 1874 | You are so strongly in my purpose bred, |
| 1875 | That all the world besides methinks are dead. |
| 1876 | 113 |
| 1877 | Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind, |
| 1878 | And that which governs me to go about, |
| 1879 | Doth part his function, and is partly blind, |
| 1880 | Seems seeing, but effectually is out: |
| 1881 | For it no form delivers to the heart |
| 1882 | Of bird, of flower, or shape which it doth l... |
| 1883 | Of his quick objects hath the mind no part, |
| 1884 | Nor his own vision holds what it doth catch: |
| 1885 | For if it see the rud'st or gentlest sight, |
| 1886 | The most sweet favour or deformed'st creature, |
| 1887 | The mountain, or the sea, the day, or night: |
| 1888 | The crow, or dove, it shapes them to your fe... |
| 1889 | Incapable of more, replete with you, |
| 1890 | My most true mind thus maketh mine untrue. |
| 1891 | 114 |
| 1892 | Or whether doth my mind being crowned with you |
| 1893 | Drink up the monarch's plague this flattery? |
| 1894 | Or whether shall I say mine eye saith true, |
| 1895 | And that your love taught it this alchemy? |
| 1896 | To make of monsters, and things indigest, |
| 1897 | Such cherubins as your sweet self resemble, |
| 1898 | Creating every bad a perfect best |
| 1899 | As fast as objects to his beams assemble: |
| 1900 | O 'tis the first, 'tis flattery in my seeing, |
| 1901 | And my great mind most kingly drinks it up, |
| 1902 | Mine eye well knows what with his gust is 'g... |
| 1903 | And to his palate doth prepare the cup. |
| 1904 | If it be poisoned, 'tis the lesser sin, |
| 1905 | That mine eye loves it and doth first begin. |
| 1906 | 115 |
| 1907 | Those lines that I before have writ do lie, |
| 1908 | Even those that said I could not love you de... |
| 1909 | Yet then my judgment knew no reason why, |
| 1910 | My most full flame should afterwards burn cl... |
| 1911 | But reckoning time, whose millioned accidents |
| 1912 | Creep in 'twixt vows, and change decrees of ... |
| 1913 | Tan sacred beauty, blunt the sharp'st intents, |
| 1914 | Divert strong minds to the course of alt'rin... |
| 1915 | Alas why fearing of time's tyranny, |
| 1916 | Might I not then say 'Now I love you best,' |
| 1917 | When I was certain o'er incertainty, |
| 1918 | Crowning the present, doubting of the rest? |
| 1919 | Love is a babe, then might I not say so |
| 1920 | To give full growth to that which still do... |
| 1921 | 116 |
| 1922 | Let me not to the marriage of true minds |
| 1923 | Admit impediments, love is not love |
| 1924 | Which alters when it alteration finds, |
| 1925 | Or bends with the remover to remove. |
| 1926 | O no, it is an ever-fixed mark |
| 1927 | That looks on tempests and is never shaken; |
| 1928 | It is the star to every wand'ring bark, |
| 1929 | Whose worth's unknown, although his height b... |
| 1930 | Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and... |
| 1931 | Within his bending sickle's compass come, |
| 1932 | Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, |
| 1933 | But bears it out even to the edge of doom: |
| 1934 | If this be error and upon me proved, |
| 1935 | I never writ, nor no man ever loved. |
| 1936 | 117 |
| 1937 | Accuse me thus, that I have scanted all, |
| 1938 | Wherein I should your great deserts repay, |
| 1939 | Forgot upon your dearest love to call, |
| 1940 | Whereto all bonds do tie me day by day, |
| 1941 | That I have frequent been with unknown minds, |
| 1942 | And given to time your own dear-purchased ri... |
| 1943 | That I have hoisted sail to all the winds |
| 1944 | Which should transport me farthest from your... |
| 1945 | Book both my wilfulness and errors down, |
| 1946 | And on just proof surmise, accumulate, |
| 1947 | Bring me within the level of your frown, |
| 1948 | But shoot not at me in your wakened hate: |
| 1949 | Since my appeal says I did strive to prove |
| 1950 | The constancy and virtue of your love. |
| 1951 | 118 |
| 1952 | Like as to make our appetite more keen |
| 1953 | With eager compounds we our palate urge, |
| 1954 | As to prevent our maladies unseen, |
| 1955 | We sicken to shun sickness when we purge. |
| 1956 | Even so being full of your ne'er-cloying swe... |
| 1957 | To bitter sauces did I frame my feeding; |
| 1958 | And sick of welfare found a kind of meetness, |
| 1959 | To be diseased ere that there was true needing. |
| 1960 | Thus policy in love t' anticipate |
| 1961 | The ills that were not, grew to faults assured, |
| 1962 | And brought to medicine a healthful state |
| 1963 | Which rank of goodness would by ill be cured. |
| 1964 | But thence I learn and find the lesson true, |
| 1965 | Drugs poison him that so feil sick of you. |
| 1966 | 119 |
| 1967 | What potions have I drunk of Siren tears |
| 1968 | Distilled from limbecks foul as hell within, |
| 1969 | Applying fears to hopes, and hopes to fears, |
| 1970 | Still losing when I saw my self to win! |
| 1971 | What wretched errors hath my heart committed, |
| 1972 | Whilst it hath thought it self so blessed ne... |
| 1973 | How have mine eyes out of their spheres been... |
| 1974 | In the distraction of this madding fever! |
| 1975 | O benefit of ill, now I find true |
| 1976 | That better is, by evil still made better. |
| 1977 | And ruined love when it is built anew |
| 1978 | Grows fairer than at first, more strong, far... |
| 1979 | So I return rebuked to my content, |
| 1980 | And gain by ills thrice more than I have s... |
| 1981 | 120 |
| 1982 | That you were once unkind befriends me now, |
| 1983 | And for that sorrow, which I then did feel, |
| 1984 | Needs must I under my transgression bow, |
| 1985 | Unless my nerves were brass or hammered steel. |
| 1986 | For if you were by my unkindness shaken |
| 1987 | As I by yours, y'have passed a hell of time, |
| 1988 | And I a tyrant have no leisure taken |
| 1989 | To weigh how once I suffered in your crime. |
| 1990 | O that our night of woe might have remembered |
| 1991 | My deepest sense, how hard true sorrow hits, |
| 1992 | And soon to you, as you to me then tendered |
| 1993 | The humble salve, which wounded bosoms fits! |
| 1994 | But that your trespass now becomes a fee, |
| 1995 | Mine ransoms yours, and yours must ransom me. |
| 1996 | 121 |
| 1997 | 'Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed, |
| 1998 | When not to be, receives reproach of being, |
| 1999 | And the just pleasure lost, which is so deemed, |
| 2000 | Not by our feeling, but by others' seeing. |
| 2001 | For why should others' false adulterate eyes |
| 2002 | Give salutation to my sportive blood? |
| 2003 | Or on my frailties why are frailer spies, |
| 2004 | Which in their wills count bad what I think ... |
| 2005 | No, I am that I am, and they that level |
| 2006 | At my abuses, reckon up their own, |
| 2007 | I may be straight though they themselves be ... |
| 2008 | By their rank thoughts, my deeds must not be... |
| 2009 | Unless this general evil they maintain, |
| 2010 | All men are bad and in their badness reign. |
| 2011 | 122 |
| 2012 | Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain |
| 2013 | Full charactered with lasting memory, |
| 2014 | Which shall above that idle rank remain |
| 2015 | Beyond all date even to eternity. |
| 2016 | Or at the least, so long as brain and heart |
| 2017 | Have faculty by nature to subsist, |
| 2018 | Till each to razed oblivion yield his part |
| 2019 | Of thee, thy record never can be missed: |
| 2020 | That poor retention could not so much hold, |
| 2021 | Nor need I tallies thy dear love to score, |
| 2022 | Therefore to give them from me was I bold, |
| 2023 | To trust those tables that receive thee more: |
| 2024 | To keep an adjunct to remember thee |
| 2025 | Were to import forgetfulness in me. |
| 2026 | 123 |
| 2027 | No! Time, thou shalt not boast that I do cha... |
| 2028 | Thy pyramids built up with newer might |
| 2029 | To me are nothing novel, nothing strange, |
| 2030 | They are but dressings Of a former sight: |
| 2031 | Our dates are brief, and therefore we admire, |
| 2032 | What thou dost foist upon us that is old, |
| 2033 | And rather make them born to our desire, |
| 2034 | Than think that we before have heard them told: |
| 2035 | Thy registers and thee I both defy, |
| 2036 | Not wond'ring at the present, nor the past, |
| 2037 | For thy records, and what we see doth lie, |
| 2038 | Made more or less by thy continual haste: |
| 2039 | This I do vow and this shall ever be, |
| 2040 | I will be true despite thy scythe and thee. |
| 2041 | 124 |
| 2042 | If my dear love were but the child of state, |
| 2043 | It might for Fortune's bastard be unfathered, |
| 2044 | As subject to time's love or to time's hate, |
| 2045 | Weeds among weeds, or flowers with flowers g... |
| 2046 | No it was builded far from accident, |
| 2047 | It suffers not in smiling pomp, nor falls |
| 2048 | Under the blow of thralled discontent, |
| 2049 | Whereto th' inviting time our fashion calls: |
| 2050 | It fears not policy that heretic, |
| 2051 | Which works on leases of short-numbered hours, |
| 2052 | But all alone stands hugely politic, |
| 2053 | That it nor grows with heat, nor drowns with... |
| 2054 | To this I witness call the fools of time, |
| 2055 | Which die for goodness, who have lived for... |
| 2056 | 125 |
| 2057 | Were't aught to me I bore the canopy, |
| 2058 | With my extern the outward honouring, |
| 2059 | Or laid great bases for eternity, |
| 2060 | Which proves more short than waste or ruining? |
| 2061 | Have I not seen dwellers on form and favour |
| 2062 | Lose all, and more by paying too much rent |
| 2063 | For compound sweet; forgoing simple savour, |
| 2064 | Pitiful thrivers in their gazing spent? |
| 2065 | No, let me be obsequious in thy heart, |
| 2066 | And take thou my oblation, poor but free, |
| 2067 | Which is not mixed with seconds, knows no art, |
| 2068 | But mutual render, only me for thee. |
| 2069 | Hence, thou suborned informer, a true soul |
| 2070 | When most impeached, stands least in thy c... |
| 2071 | 126 |
| 2072 | O thou my lovely boy who in thy power, |
| 2073 | Dost hold Time's fickle glass his fickle hour: |
| 2074 | Who hast by waning grown, and therein show'st, |
| 2075 | Thy lovers withering, as thy sweet self grow... |
| 2076 | If Nature (sovereign mistress over wrack) |
| 2077 | As thou goest onwards still will pluck thee ... |
| 2078 | She keeps thee to this purpose, that her skill |
| 2079 | May time disgrace, and wretched minutes kill. |
| 2080 | Yet fear her O thou minion of her pleasure, |
| 2081 | She may detain, but not still keep her treas... |
| 2082 | Her audit (though delayed) answered must be, |
| 2083 | And her quietus is to render thee. |
| 2084 | 127 |
| 2085 | In the old age black was not counted fair, |
| 2086 | Or if it were it bore not beauty's name: |
| 2087 | But now is black beauty's successive heir, |
| 2088 | And beauty slandered with a bastard shame, |
| 2089 | For since each hand hath put on nature's pow... |
| 2090 | Fairing the foul with art's false borrowed f... |
| 2091 | Sweet beauty hath no name no holy bower, |
| 2092 | But is profaned, if not lives in disgrace. |
| 2093 | Therefore my mistress' eyes are raven black, |
| 2094 | Her eyes so suited, and they mourners seem, |
| 2095 | At such who not born fair no beauty lack, |
| 2096 | Slandering creation with a false esteem, |
| 2097 | Yet so they mourn becoming of their woe, |
| 2098 | That every tongue says beauty should look so. |
| 2099 | 128 |
| 2100 | How oft when thou, my music, music play'st, |
| 2101 | Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds |
| 2102 | With thy sweet fingers when thou gently sway'st |
| 2103 | The wiry concord that mine ear confounds, |
| 2104 | Do I envy those jacks that nimble leap, |
| 2105 | To kiss the tender inward of thy hand, |
| 2106 | Whilst my poor lips which should that harves... |
| 2107 | At the wood's boldness by thee blushing stand. |
| 2108 | To be so tickled they would change their sta... |
| 2109 | And situation with those dancing chips, |
| 2110 | O'er whom thy fingers walk with gentle gait, |
| 2111 | Making dead wood more blest than living lips, |
| 2112 | Since saucy jacks so happy are in this, |
| 2113 | Give them thy fingers, me thy lips to kiss. |
| 2114 | 129 |
| 2115 | Th' expense of spirit in a waste of shame |
| 2116 | Is lust in action, and till action, lust |
| 2117 | Is perjured, murd'rous, bloody full of blame, |
| 2118 | Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust, |
| 2119 | Enjoyed no sooner but despised straight, |
| 2120 | Past reason hunted, and no sooner had |
| 2121 | Past reason hated as a swallowed bait, |
| 2122 | On purpose laid to make the taker mad. |
| 2123 | Mad in pursuit and in possession so, |
| 2124 | Had, having, and in quest, to have extreme, |
| 2125 | A bliss in proof and proved, a very woe, |
| 2126 | Before a joy proposed behind a dream. |
| 2127 | All this the world well knows yet none kno... |
| 2128 | To shun the heaven that leads men to this ... |
| 2129 | 130 |
| 2130 | My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun, |
| 2131 | Coral is far more red, than her lips red, |
| 2132 | If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun: |
| 2133 | If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her h... |
| 2134 | I have seen roses damasked, red and white, |
| 2135 | But no such roses see I in her cheeks, |
| 2136 | And in some perfumes is there more delight, |
| 2137 | Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. |
| 2138 | I love to hear her speak, yet well I know, |
| 2139 | That music hath a far more pleasing sound: |
| 2140 | I grant I never saw a goddess go, |
| 2141 | My mistress when she walks treads on the gro... |
| 2142 | And yet by heaven I think my love as rare, |
| 2143 | As any she belied with false compare. |
| 2144 | 131 |
| 2145 | Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, |
| 2146 | As those whose beauties proudly make them cr... |
| 2147 | For well thou know'st to my dear doting heart |
| 2148 | Thou art the fairest and most precious jewel. |
| 2149 | Yet in good faith some say that thee behold, |
| 2150 | Thy face hath not the power to make love groan; |
| 2151 | To say they err, I dare not be so bold, |
| 2152 | Although I swear it to my self alone. |
| 2153 | And to be sure that is not false I swear, |
| 2154 | A thousand groans but thinking on thy face, |
| 2155 | One on another's neck do witness bear |
| 2156 | Thy black is fairest in my judgment's place. |
| 2157 | In nothing art thou black save in thy deeds, |
| 2158 | And thence this slander as I think proceeds. |
| 2159 | 132 |
| 2160 | Thine eyes I love, and they as pitying me, |
| 2161 | Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain, |
| 2162 | Have put on black, and loving mourners be, |
| 2163 | Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain. |
| 2164 | And truly not the morning sun of heaven |
| 2165 | Better becomes the grey cheeks of the east, |
| 2166 | Nor that full star that ushers in the even |
| 2167 | Doth half that glory to the sober west |
| 2168 | As those two mourning eyes become thy face: |
| 2169 | O let it then as well beseem thy heart |
| 2170 | To mourn for me since mourning doth thee grace, |
| 2171 | And suit thy pity like in every part. |
| 2172 | Then will I swear beauty herself is black, |
| 2173 | And all they foul that thy complexion lack. |
| 2174 | 133 |
| 2175 | Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan |
| 2176 | For that deep wound it gives my friend and me; |
| 2177 | Is't not enough to torture me alone, |
| 2178 | But slave to slavery my sweet'st friend must... |
| 2179 | Me from my self thy cruel eye hath taken, |
| 2180 | And my next self thou harder hast engrossed, |
| 2181 | Of him, my self, and thee I am forsaken, |
| 2182 | A torment thrice three-fold thus to be crossed: |
| 2183 | Prison my heart in thy steel bosom's ward, |
| 2184 | But then my friend's heart let my poor heart... |
| 2185 | Whoe'er keeps me, let my heart be his guard, |
| 2186 | Thou canst not then use rigour in my gaol. |
| 2187 | And yet thou wilt, for I being pent in thee, |
| 2188 | Perforce am thine and all that is in me. |
| 2189 | 134 |
| 2190 | So now I have confessed that he is thine, |
| 2191 | And I my self am mortgaged to thy will, |
| 2192 | My self I'll forfeit, so that other mine, |
| 2193 | Thou wilt restore to be my comfort still: |
| 2194 | But thou wilt not, nor he will not be free, |
| 2195 | For thou art covetous, and he is kind, |
| 2196 | He learned but surety-like to write for me, |
| 2197 | Under that bond that him as fist doth bind. |
| 2198 | The statute of thy beauty thou wilt take, |
| 2199 | Thou usurer that put'st forth all to use, |
| 2200 | And sue a friend, came debtor for my sake, |
| 2201 | So him I lose through my unkind abuse. |
| 2202 | Him have I lost, thou hast both him and me, |
| 2203 | He pays the whole, and yet am I not free. |
| 2204 | 135 |
| 2205 | Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy will, |
| 2206 | And 'Will' to boot, and 'Will' in over-plus, |
| 2207 | More than enough am I that vex thee still, |
| 2208 | To thy sweet will making addition thus. |
| 2209 | Wilt thou whose will is large and spacious, |
| 2210 | Not once vouchsafe to hide my will in thine? |
| 2211 | Shall will in others seem right gracious, |
| 2212 | And in my will no fair acceptance shine? |
| 2213 | The sea all water, yet receives rain still, |
| 2214 | And in abundance addeth to his store, |
| 2215 | So thou being rich in will add to thy will |
| 2216 | One will of mine to make thy large will more. |
| 2217 | Let no unkind, no fair beseechers kill, |
| 2218 | Think all but one, and me in that one 'Will.' |
| 2219 | 136 |
| 2220 | If thy soul check thee that I come so near, |
| 2221 | Swear to thy blind soul that I was thy 'Will', |
| 2222 | And will thy soul knows is admitted there, |
| 2223 | Thus far for love, my love-suit sweet fulfil. |
| 2224 | 'Will', will fulfil the treasure of thy love, |
| 2225 | Ay, fill it full with wills, and my will one, |
| 2226 | In things of great receipt with case we prove, |
| 2227 | Among a number one is reckoned none. |
| 2228 | Then in the number let me pass untold, |
| 2229 | Though in thy store's account I one must be, |
| 2230 | For nothing hold me, so it please thee hold, |
| 2231 | That nothing me, a something sweet to thee. |
| 2232 | Make but my name thy love, and love that s... |
| 2233 | And then thou lov'st me for my name is Will. |
| 2234 | 137 |
| 2235 | Thou blind fool Love, what dost thou to mine... |
| 2236 | That they behold and see not what they see? |
| 2237 | They know what beauty is, see where it lies, |
| 2238 | Yet what the best is, take the worst to be. |
| 2239 | If eyes corrupt by over-partial looks, |
| 2240 | Be anchored in the bay where all men ride, |
| 2241 | Why of eyes' falsehood hast thou forged hooks, |
| 2242 | Whereto the judgment of my heart is tied? |
| 2243 | Why should my heart think that a several plot, |
| 2244 | Which my heart knows the wide world's common... |
| 2245 | Or mine eyes seeing this, say this is not |
| 2246 | To put fair truth upon so foul a face? |
| 2247 | In things right true my heart and eyes hav... |
| 2248 | And to this false plague are they now tran... |
| 2249 | 138 |
| 2250 | When my love swears that she is made of truth, |
| 2251 | I do believe her though I know she lies, |
| 2252 | That she might think me some untutored youth, |
| 2253 | Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. |
| 2254 | Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young, |
| 2255 | Although she knows my days are past the best, |
| 2256 | Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue, |
| 2257 | On both sides thus is simple truth suppressed: |
| 2258 | But wherefore says she not she is unjust? |
| 2259 | And wherefore say not I that I am old? |
| 2260 | O love's best habit is in seeming trust, |
| 2261 | And age in love, loves not to have years told. |
| 2262 | Therefore I lie with her, and she with me, |
| 2263 | And in our faults by lies we flattered be. |
| 2264 | 139 |
| 2265 | O call not me to justify the wrong, |
| 2266 | That thy unkindness lays upon my heart, |
| 2267 | Wound me not with thine eye but with thy ton... |
| 2268 | Use power with power, and slay me not by art, |
| 2269 | Tell me thou lov'st elsewhere; but in my sight, |
| 2270 | Dear heart forbear to glance thine eye aside, |
| 2271 | What need'st thou wound with cunning when th... |
| 2272 | Is more than my o'erpressed defence can bide? |
| 2273 | Let me excuse thee, ah my love well knows, |
| 2274 | Her pretty looks have been mine enemies, |
| 2275 | And therefore from my face she turns my foes, |
| 2276 | That they elsewhere might dart their injuries: |
| 2277 | Yet do not so, but since I am near slain, |
| 2278 | Kill me outright with looks, and rid my pain. |
| 2279 | 140 |
| 2280 | Be wise as thou art cruel, do not press |
| 2281 | My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain: |
| 2282 | Lest sorrow lend me words and words express, |
| 2283 | The manner of my pity-wanting pain. |
| 2284 | If I might teach thee wit better it were, |
| 2285 | Though not to love, yet love to tell me so, |
| 2286 | As testy sick men when their deaths be near, |
| 2287 | No news but health from their physicians know. |
| 2288 | For if I should despair I should grow mad, |
| 2289 | And in my madness might speak ill of thee, |
| 2290 | Now this ill-wresting world is grown so bad, |
| 2291 | Mad slanderers by mad ears believed be. |
| 2292 | That I may not be so, nor thou belied, |
| 2293 | Bear thine eyes straight, though thy proud... |
| 2294 | 141 |
| 2295 | In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes, |
| 2296 | For they in thee a thousand errors note, |
| 2297 | But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise, |
| 2298 | Who in despite of view is pleased to dote. |
| 2299 | Nor are mine cars with thy tongue's tune del... |
| 2300 | Nor tender feeling to base touches prone, |
| 2301 | Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be invited |
| 2302 | To any sensual feast with thee alone: |
| 2303 | But my five wits, nor my five senses can |
| 2304 | Dissuade one foolish heart from serving thee, |
| 2305 | Who leaves unswayed the likeness of a man, |
| 2306 | Thy proud heart's slave and vassal wretch to... |
| 2307 | Only my plague thus far I count my gain, |
| 2308 | That she that makes me sin, awards me pain. |
| 2309 | 142 |
| 2310 | Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, |
| 2311 | Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving, |
| 2312 | O but with mine, compare thou thine own state, |
| 2313 | And thou shalt find it merits not reproving, |
| 2314 | Or if it do, not from those lips of thine, |
| 2315 | That have profaned their scarlet ornaments, |
| 2316 | And sealed false bonds of love as oft as mine, |
| 2317 | Robbed others' beds' revenues of their rents. |
| 2318 | Be it lawful I love thee as thou lov'st those, |
| 2319 | Whom thine eyes woo as mine importune thee, |
| 2320 | Root pity in thy heart that when it grows, |
| 2321 | Thy pity may deserve to pitied be. |
| 2322 | If thou dost seek to have what thou dost h... |
| 2323 | By self-example mayst thou be denied. |
| 2324 | 143 |
| 2325 | Lo as a careful huswife runs to catch, |
| 2326 | One of her feathered creatures broke away, |
| 2327 | Sets down her babe and makes all swift dispatch |
| 2328 | In pursuit of the thing she would have stay: |
| 2329 | Whilst her neglected child holds her in chase, |
| 2330 | Cries to catch her whose busy care is bent, |
| 2331 | To follow that which flies before her face: |
| 2332 | Not prizing her poor infant's discontent; |
| 2333 | So run'st thou after that which flies from t... |
| 2334 | Whilst I thy babe chase thee afar behind, |
| 2335 | But if thou catch thy hope turn back to me: |
| 2336 | And play the mother's part, kiss me, be kind. |
| 2337 | So will I pray that thou mayst have thy Will, |
| 2338 | If thou turn back and my loud crying still. |
| 2339 | 144 |
| 2340 | Two loves I have of comfort and despair, |
| 2341 | Which like two spirits do suggest me still, |
| 2342 | The better angel is a man right fair: |
| 2343 | The worser spirit a woman coloured ill. |
| 2344 | To win me soon to hell my female evil, |
| 2345 | Tempteth my better angel from my side, |
| 2346 | And would corrupt my saint to be a devil: |
| 2347 | Wooing his purity with her foul pride. |
| 2348 | And whether that my angel be turned fiend, |
| 2349 | Suspect I may, yet not directly tell, |
| 2350 | But being both from me both to each friend, |
| 2351 | I guess one angel in another's hell. |
| 2352 | Yet this shall I ne'er know but live in do... |
| 2353 | Till my bad angel fire my good one out. |
| 2354 | 145 |
| 2355 | Those lips that Love's own hand did make, |
| 2356 | Breathed forth the sound that said 'I hate', |
| 2357 | To me that languished for her sake: |
| 2358 | But when she saw my woeful state, |
| 2359 | Straight in her heart did mercy come, |
| 2360 | Chiding that tongue that ever sweet, |
| 2361 | Was used in giving gentle doom: |
| 2362 | And taught it thus anew to greet: |
| 2363 | 'I hate' she altered with an end, |
| 2364 | That followed it as gentle day, |
| 2365 | Doth follow night who like a fiend |
| 2366 | From heaven to hell is flown away. |
| 2367 | 'I hate', from hate away she threw, |
| 2368 | And saved my life saying 'not you'. |
| 2369 | 146 |
| 2370 | Poor soul the centre of my sinful earth, |
| 2371 | My sinful earth these rebel powers array, |
| 2372 | Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth |
| 2373 | Painting thy outward walls so costly gay? |
| 2374 | Why so large cost having so short a lease, |
| 2375 | Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend? |
| 2376 | Shall worms inheritors of this excess |
| 2377 | Eat up thy charge? is this thy body's end? |
| 2378 | Then soul live thou upon thy servant's loss, |
| 2379 | And let that pine to aggravate thy store; |
| 2380 | Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross; |
| 2381 | Within be fed, without be rich no more, |
| 2382 | So shall thou feed on death, that feeds on... |
| 2383 | And death once dead, there's no more dying... |
| 2384 | 147 |
| 2385 | My love is as a fever longing still, |
| 2386 | For that which longer nurseth the disease, |
| 2387 | Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, |
| 2388 | Th' uncertain sickly appetite to please: |
| 2389 | My reason the physician to my love, |
| 2390 | Angry that his prescriptions are not kept |
| 2391 | Hath left me, and I desperate now approve, |
| 2392 | Desire is death, which physic did except. |
| 2393 | Past cure I am, now reason is past care, |
| 2394 | And frantic-mad with evermore unrest, |
| 2395 | My thoughts and my discourse as mad men's are, |
| 2396 | At random from the truth vainly expressed. |
| 2397 | For I have sworn thee fair, and thought th... |
| 2398 | Who art as black as hell, as dark as night. |
| 2399 | 148 |
| 2400 | O me! what eyes hath love put in my head, |
| 2401 | Which have no correspondence with true sight, |
| 2402 | Or if they have, where is my judgment fled, |
| 2403 | That censures falsely what they see aright? |
| 2404 | If that be fair whereon my false eyes dote, |
| 2405 | What means the world to say it is not so? |
| 2406 | If it be not, then love doth well denote, |
| 2407 | Love's eye is not so true as all men's: no, |
| 2408 | How can it? O how can love's eye be true, |
| 2409 | That is so vexed with watching and with tears? |
| 2410 | No marvel then though I mistake my view, |
| 2411 | The sun it self sees not, till heaven clears. |
| 2412 | O cunning love, with tears thou keep'st me... |
| 2413 | Lest eyes well-seeing thy foul faults shou... |
| 2414 | 149 |
| 2415 | Canst thou O cruel, say I love thee not, |
| 2416 | When I against my self with thee partake? |
| 2417 | Do I not think on thee when I forgot |
| 2418 | Am of my self, all-tyrant, for thy sake? |
| 2419 | Who hateth thee that I do call my friend, |
| 2420 | On whom frown'st thou that I do fawn upon, |
| 2421 | Nay if thou lour'st on me do I not spend |
| 2422 | Revenge upon my self with present moan? |
| 2423 | What merit do I in my self respect, |
| 2424 | That is so proud thy service to despise, |
| 2425 | When all my best doth worship thy defect, |
| 2426 | Commanded by the motion of thine eyes? |
| 2427 | But love hate on for now I know thy mind, |
| 2428 | Those that can see thou lov'st, and I am b... |
| 2429 | 150 |
| 2430 | O from what power hast thou this powerful mi... |
| 2431 | With insufficiency my heart to sway, |
| 2432 | To make me give the lie to my true sight, |
| 2433 | And swear that brightness doth not grace the... |
| 2434 | Whence hast thou this becoming of things ill, |
| 2435 | That in the very refuse of thy deeds, |
| 2436 | There is such strength and warrantise of skill, |
| 2437 | That in my mind thy worst all best exceeds? |
| 2438 | Who taught thee how to make me love thee more, |
| 2439 | The more I hear and see just cause of hate? |
| 2440 | O though I love what others do abhor, |
| 2441 | With others thou shouldst not abhor my state. |
| 2442 | If thy unworthiness raised love in me, |
| 2443 | More worthy I to be beloved of thee. |
| 2444 | 151 |
| 2445 | Love is too young to know what conscience is, |
| 2446 | Yet who knows not conscience is born of love? |
| 2447 | Then gentle cheater urge not my amiss, |
| 2448 | Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove. |
| 2449 | For thou betraying me, I do betray |
| 2450 | My nobler part to my gross body's treason, |
| 2451 | My soul doth tell my body that he may, |
| 2452 | Triumph in love, flesh stays no farther reason, |
| 2453 | But rising at thy name doth point out thee, |
| 2454 | As his triumphant prize, proud of this pride, |
| 2455 | He is contented thy poor drudge to be, |
| 2456 | To stand in thy affairs, fall by thy side. |
| 2457 | No want of conscience hold it that I call, |
| 2458 | Her love, for whose dear love I rise and f... |
| 2459 | 152 |
| 2460 | In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworn, |
| 2461 | But thou art twice forsworn to me love swear... |
| 2462 | In act thy bed-vow broke and new faith torn, |
| 2463 | In vowing new hate after new love bearing: |
| 2464 | But why of two oaths' breach do I accuse the... |
| 2465 | When I break twenty? I am perjured most, |
| 2466 | For all my vows are oaths but to misuse thee: |
| 2467 | And all my honest faith in thee is lost. |
| 2468 | For I have sworn deep oaths of thy deep kind... |
| 2469 | Oaths of thy love, thy truth, thy constancy, |
| 2470 | And to enlighten thee gave eyes to blindness, |
| 2471 | Or made them swear against the thing they see. |
| 2472 | For I have sworn thee fair: more perjured I, |
| 2473 | To swear against the truth so foul a be. |
| 2474 | 153 |
| 2475 | Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep, |
| 2476 | A maid of Dian's this advantage found, |
| 2477 | And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep |
| 2478 | In a cold valley-fountain of that ground: |
| 2479 | Which borrowed from this holy fire of Love, |
| 2480 | A dateless lively heat still to endure, |
| 2481 | And grew a seeting bath which yet men prove, |
| 2482 | Against strange maladies a sovereign cure: |
| 2483 | But at my mistress' eye Love's brand new-fir... |
| 2484 | The boy for trial needs would touch my breast, |
| 2485 | I sick withal the help of bath desired, |
| 2486 | And thither hied a sad distempered guest. |
| 2487 | But found no cure, the bath for my help lies, |
| 2488 | Where Cupid got new fire; my mistress' eyes. |
| 2489 | 154 |
| 2490 | The little Love-god lying once asleep, |
| 2491 | Laid by his side his heart-inflaming brand, |
| 2492 | Whilst many nymphs that vowed chaste life to... |
| 2493 | Came tripping by, but in her maiden hand, |
| 2494 | The fairest votary took up that fire, |
| 2495 | Which many legions of true hearts had warmed, |
| 2496 | And so the general of hot desire, |
| 2497 | Was sleeping by a virgin hand disarmed. |
| 2498 | This brand she quenched in a cool well by, |
| 2499 | Which from Love's fire took heat perpetual, |
| 2500 | Growing a bath and healthful remedy, |
| 2501 | For men discased, but I my mistress' thrall, |
| 2502 | Came there for cure and this by that I pro... |
| 2503 | Love's fire heats water, water cools not l... |
| 2504 | THE END |
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| 2513 | 1603 |
| 2514 | ALLS WELL THAT ENDS WELL |
| 2515 | by William Shakespeare |
| 2516 | Dramatis Personae |
| 2517 | KING OF FRANCE |
| 2518 | THE DUKE OF FLORENCE |
| 2519 | BERTRAM, Count of Rousillon |
| 2520 | LAFEU, an old lord |
| 2521 | PAROLLES, a follower of Bertram |
| 2522 | TWO FRENCH LORDS, serving with Bertram |
| 2523 | STEWARD, Servant to the Countess of Rousillon |
| 2524 | LAVACHE, a clown and Servant to the Countess... |
| 2525 | A PAGE, Servant to the Countess of Rousillon |
| 2526 | COUNTESS OF ROUSILLON, mother to Bertram |
| 2527 | HELENA, a gentlewoman protected by the Countess |
| 2528 | A WIDOW OF FLORENCE. |
| 2529 | DIANA, daughter to the Widow |
| 2530 | VIOLENTA, neighbour and friend to the Widow |
| 2531 | MARIANA, neighbour and friend to the Widow |
| 2532 | Lords, Officers, Soldiers, etc., French and ... |
| 2533 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 2534 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 2535 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 2536 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 2537 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
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| 2541 | SCENE: |
| 2542 | Rousillon; Paris; Florence; Marseilles |
| 2543 | ACT I. SCENE 1. |
| 2544 | Rousillon. The COUNT'S palace |
| 2545 | Enter BERTRAM, the COUNTESS OF ROUSILLON, HELE... |
| 2546 | COUNTESS. In delivering my son from me, I bu... |
| 2547 | BERTRAM. And I in going, madam, weep o'er my... |
| 2548 | but I must attend his Majesty's command, t... |
| 2549 | ward, evermore in subjection. |
| 2550 | LAFEU. You shall find of the King a husband,... |
| 2551 | father. He that so generally is at all tim... |
| 2552 | necessity hold his virtue to you, whose wo... |
| 2553 | up where it wanted, rather than lack it wh... |
| 2554 | abundance. |
| 2555 | COUNTESS. What hope is there of his Majesty'... |
| 2556 | LAFEU. He hath abandon'd his physicians, mad... |
| 2557 | practices he hath persecuted time with hop... |
| 2558 | advantage in the process but only the losi... |
| 2559 | COUNTESS. This young gentlewoman had a fathe... |
| 2560 | sad a passage 'tis!-whose skill was almost... |
| 2561 | honesty; had it stretch'd so far, would ha... |
| 2562 | immortal, and death should have play for l... |
| 2563 | the King's sake, he were living! I think i... |
| 2564 | the King's disease. |
| 2565 | LAFEU. How call'd you the man you speak of, ... |
| 2566 | COUNTESS. He was famous, sir, in his profess... |
| 2567 | great right to be so- Gerard de Narbon. |
| 2568 | LAFEU. He was excellent indeed, madam; the K... |
| 2569 | of him admiringly and mourningly; he was s... |
| 2570 | liv'd still, if knowledge could be set up ... |
| 2571 | BERTRAM. What is it, my good lord, the King ... |
| 2572 | LAFEU. A fistula, my lord. |
| 2573 | BERTRAM. I heard not of it before. |
| 2574 | LAFEU. I would it were not notorious. Was th... |
| 2575 | daughter of Gerard de Narbon? |
| 2576 | COUNTESS. His sole child, my lord, and beque... |
| 2577 | overlooking. I have those hopes of her goo... |
| 2578 | promises; her dispositions she inherits, w... |
| 2579 | fairer; for where an unclean mind carries ... |
| 2580 | there commendations go with pity-they are ... |
| 2581 | too. In her they are the better for their ... |
| 2582 | her honesty, and achieves her goodness. |
| 2583 | LAFEU. Your commendations, madam, get from h... |
| 2584 | COUNTESS. 'Tis the best brine a maiden can s... |
| 2585 | The remembrance of her father never approa... |
| 2586 | tyranny of her sorrows takes all livelihoo... |
| 2587 | more of this, Helena; go to, no more, lest... |
| 2588 | you affect a sorrow than to have- |
| 2589 | HELENA. I do affect a sorrow indeed, but I h... |
| 2590 | LAFEU. Moderate lamentation is the right of ... |
| 2591 | grief the enemy to the living. |
| 2592 | COUNTESS. If the living be enemy to the grie... |
| 2593 | soon mortal. |
| 2594 | BERTRAM. Madam, I desire your holy wishes. |
| 2595 | LAFEU. How understand we that? |
| 2596 | COUNTESS. Be thou blest, Bertram, and succee... |
| 2597 | In manners, as in shape! Thy blood and virtue |
| 2598 | Contend for empire in thee, and thy goodness |
| 2599 | Share with thy birthright! Love all, trust... |
| 2600 | Do wrong to none; be able for thine enemy |
| 2601 | Rather in power than use, and keep thy fri... |
| 2602 | Under thy own life's key; be check'd for s... |
| 2603 | But never tax'd for speech. What heaven mo... |
| 2604 | That thee may furnish, and my prayers pluc... |
| 2605 | Fall on thy head! Farewell. My lord, |
| 2606 | 'Tis an unseason'd courtier; good my lord, |
| 2607 | Advise him. |
| 2608 | LAFEU. He cannot want the best |
| 2609 | That shall attend his love. |
| 2610 | COUNTESS. Heaven bless him! Farewell, Bertra... |
| 2611 | BERTRAM. The best wishes that can be forg'd ... |
| 2612 | servants to you! [To HELENA] Be comforta... |
| 2613 | mistress, and make much of her. |
| 2614 | LAFEU. Farewell, pretty lady; you must hold ... |
| 2615 | father. Exeunt... |
| 2616 | HELENA. O, were that all! I think not on my ... |
| 2617 | And these great tears grace his remembranc... |
| 2618 | Than those I shed for him. What was he like? |
| 2619 | I have forgot him; my imagination |
| 2620 | Carries no favour in't but Bertram's. |
| 2621 | I am undone; there is no living, none, |
| 2622 | If Bertram be away. 'Twere all one |
| 2623 | That I should love a bright particular star |
| 2624 | And think to wed it, he is so above me. |
| 2625 | In his bright radiance and collateral light |
| 2626 | Must I be comforted, not in his sphere. |
| 2627 | Th' ambition in my love thus plagues itself: |
| 2628 | The hind that would be mated by the lion |
| 2629 | Must die for love. 'Twas pretty, though a ... |
| 2630 | To see him every hour; to sit and draw |
| 2631 | His arched brows, his hawking eye, his curls, |
| 2632 | In our heart's table-heart too capable |
| 2633 | Of every line and trick of his sweet favour. |
| 2634 | But now he's gone, and my idolatrous fancy |
| 2635 | Must sanctify his relics. Who comes here? |
| 2636 | Enter PAROLLES |
| 2637 | [Aside] One that goes with him. I love hi... |
| 2638 | And yet I know him a notorious liar, |
| 2639 | Think him a great way fool, solely a cowar... |
| 2640 | Yet these fix'd evils sit so fit in him |
| 2641 | That they take place when virtue's steely ... |
| 2642 | Looks bleak i' th' cold wind; withal, full... |
| 2643 | Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly. |
| 2644 | PAROLLES. Save you, fair queen! |
| 2645 | HELENA. And you, monarch! |
| 2646 | PAROLLES. No. |
| 2647 | HELENA. And no. |
| 2648 | PAROLLES. Are you meditating on virginity? |
| 2649 | HELENA. Ay. You have some stain of soldier i... |
| 2650 | question. Man is enemy to virginity; how m... |
| 2651 | against him? |
| 2652 | PAROLLES. Keep him out. |
| 2653 | HELENA. But he assails; and our virginity, t... |
| 2654 | defence, yet is weak. Unfold to us some wa... |
| 2655 | PAROLLES. There is none. Man, setting down b... |
| 2656 | undermine you and blow you up. |
| 2657 | HELENA. Bless our poor virginity from underm... |
| 2658 | Is there no military policy how virgins mi... |
| 2659 | PAROLLES. Virginity being blown down, man wi... |
| 2660 | up; marry, in blowing him down again, with... |
| 2661 | made, you lose your city. It is not polit... |
| 2662 | of nature to preserve virginity. Loss of v... |
| 2663 | increase; and there was never virgin got t... |
| 2664 | lost. That you were made of is metal to ma... |
| 2665 | by being once lost may be ten times found;... |
| 2666 | is ever lost. 'Tis too cold a companion; a... |
| 2667 | HELENA. I will stand for 't a little, though... |
| 2668 | virgin. |
| 2669 | PAROLLES. There's little can be said in 't; ... |
| 2670 | of nature. To speak on the part of virgini... |
| 2671 | mothers; which is most infallible disobedi... |
| 2672 | himself is a virgin; virginity murders its... |
| 2673 | buried in highways, out of all sanctified ... |
| 2674 | offendress against nature. Virginity breed... |
| 2675 | cheese; consumes itself to the very paring... |
| 2676 | feeding his own stomach. Besides, virginit... |
| 2677 | idle, made of self-love, which is the most... |
| 2678 | canon. Keep it not; you cannot choose but ... |
| 2679 | Within ten year it will make itself ten, w... |
| 2680 | increase; and the principal itself not muc... |
| 2681 | with't. |
| 2682 | HELENA. How might one do, sir, to lose it to... |
| 2683 | PAROLLES. Let me see. Marry, ill to like him... |
| 2684 | 'Tis a commodity will lose the gloss with ... |
| 2685 | the less worth. Off with't while 'tis vend... |
| 2686 | of request. Virginity, like an old courtie... |
| 2687 | fashion, richly suited but unsuitable; jus... |
| 2688 | the toothpick, which wear not now. Your da... |
| 2689 | pie and your porridge than in your cheek. ... |
| 2690 | your old virginity, is like one of our Fre... |
| 2691 | looks ill, it eats drily; marry, 'tis a wi... |
| 2692 | formerly better; marry, yet 'tis a wither'... |
| 2693 | anything with it? |
| 2694 | HELENA. Not my virginity yet. |
| 2695 | There shall your master have a thousand lo... |
| 2696 | A mother, and a mistress, and a friend, |
| 2697 | A phoenix, captain, and an enemy, |
| 2698 | A guide, a goddess, and a sovereign, |
| 2699 | A counsellor, a traitress, and a dear; |
| 2700 | His humble ambition, proud humility, |
| 2701 | His jarring concord, and his discord dulcet, |
| 2702 | His faith, his sweet disaster; with a world |
| 2703 | Of pretty, fond, adoptious christendoms |
| 2704 | That blinking Cupid gossips. Now shall he- |
| 2705 | I know not what he shall. God send him well! |
| 2706 | The court's a learning-place, and he is one- |
| 2707 | PAROLLES. What one, i' faith? |
| 2708 | HELENA. That I wish well. 'Tis pity- |
| 2709 | PAROLLES. What's pity? |
| 2710 | HELENA. That wishing well had not a body in't |
| 2711 | Which might be felt; that we, the poorer b... |
| 2712 | Whose baser stars do shut us up in wishes, |
| 2713 | Might with effects of them follow our friends |
| 2714 | And show what we alone must think, which n... |
| 2715 | Returns us thanks. |
| 2716 | Enter PAGE |
| 2717 | PAGE. Monsieur Parolles, my lord calls for y... |
| 2718 | PAROLLES. Little Helen, farewell; if I can r... |
| 2719 | think of thee at court. |
| 2720 | HELENA. Monsieur Parolles, you were born und... |
| 2721 | PAROLLES. Under Mars, I. |
| 2722 | HELENA. I especially think, under Mars. |
| 2723 | PAROLLES. Why under Man? |
| 2724 | HELENA. The wars hath so kept you under that... |
| 2725 | under Mars. |
| 2726 | PAROLLES. When he was predominant. |
| 2727 | HELENA. When he was retrograde, I think, rat... |
| 2728 | PAROLLES. Why think you so? |
| 2729 | HELENA. You go so much backward when you fight. |
| 2730 | PAROLLES. That's for advantage. |
| 2731 | HELENA. So is running away, when fear propos... |
| 2732 | composition that your valour and fear make... |
| 2733 | a good wing, and I like the wear well. |
| 2734 | PAROLLES. I am so full of business I cannot ... |
| 2735 | will return perfect courtier; in the which... |
| 2736 | serve to naturalize thee, so thou wilt be ... |
| 2737 | counsel, and understand what advice shall ... |
| 2738 | thou diest in thine unthankfulness, and th... |
| 2739 | thee away. Farewell. When thou hast leisur... |
| 2740 | when thou hast none, remember thy friends.... |
| 2741 | husband and use him as he uses thee. So, f... |
| 2742 | Exit |
| 2743 | HELENA. Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, |
| 2744 | Which we ascribe to heaven. The fated sky |
| 2745 | Gives us free scope; only doth backward pull |
| 2746 | Our slow designs when we ourselves are dull. |
| 2747 | What power is it which mounts my love so h... |
| 2748 | That makes me see, and cannot feed mine eye? |
| 2749 | The mightiest space in fortune nature brings |
| 2750 | To join like likes, and kiss like native t... |
| 2751 | Impossible be strange attempts to those |
| 2752 | That weigh their pains in sense, and do su... |
| 2753 | What hath been cannot be. Who ever strove |
| 2754 | To show her merit that did miss her love? |
| 2755 | The King's disease-my project may deceive me, |
| 2756 | But my intents are fix'd, and will not lea... |
| 2757 | ACT I. SCENE 2. |
| 2758 | Paris. The KING'S palace |
| 2759 | Flourish of cornets. Enter the KING OF FRANCE,... |
| 2760 | and divers ATTENDANTS |
| 2761 | KING. The Florentines and Senoys are by th' ... |
| 2762 | Have fought with equal fortune, and continue |
| 2763 | A braving war. |
| 2764 | FIRST LORD. So 'tis reported, sir. |
| 2765 | KING. Nay, 'tis most credible. We here recei... |
| 2766 | A certainty, vouch'd from our cousin Austria, |
| 2767 | With caution, that the Florentine will mov... |
| 2768 | For speedy aid; wherein our dearest friend |
| 2769 | Prejudicates the business, and would seem |
| 2770 | To have us make denial. |
| 2771 | FIRST LORD. His love and wisdom, |
| 2772 | Approv'd so to your Majesty, may plead |
| 2773 | For amplest credence. |
| 2774 | KING. He hath arm'd our answer, |
| 2775 | And Florence is denied before he comes; |
| 2776 | Yet, for our gentlemen that mean to see |
| 2777 | The Tuscan service, freely have they leave |
| 2778 | To stand on either part. |
| 2779 | SECOND LORD. It well may serve |
| 2780 | A nursery to our gentry, who are sick |
| 2781 | For breathing and exploit. |
| 2782 | KING. What's he comes here? |
| 2783 | Enter BERTRAM, LAFEU, and PAROLLES |
| 2784 | FIRST LORD. It is the Count Rousillon, my go... |
| 2785 | Young Bertram. |
| 2786 | KING. Youth, thou bear'st thy father's face; |
| 2787 | Frank nature, rather curious than in haste, |
| 2788 | Hath well compos'd thee. Thy father's mora... |
| 2789 | Mayst thou inherit too! Welcome to Paris. |
| 2790 | BERTRAM. My thanks and duty are your Majesty's. |
| 2791 | KING. I would I had that corporal soundness ... |
| 2792 | As when thy father and myself in friendship |
| 2793 | First tried our soldiership. He did look far |
| 2794 | Into the service of the time, and was |
| 2795 | Discipled of the bravest. He lasted long; |
| 2796 | But on us both did haggish age steal on, |
| 2797 | And wore us out of act. It much repairs me |
| 2798 | To talk of your good father. In his youth |
| 2799 | He had the wit which I can well observe |
| 2800 | To-day in our young lords; but they may jest |
| 2801 | Till their own scorn return to them unnoted |
| 2802 | Ere they can hide their levity in honour. |
| 2803 | So like a courtier, contempt nor bitterness |
| 2804 | Were in his pride or sharpness; if they were, |
| 2805 | His equal had awak'd them; and his honour, |
| 2806 | Clock to itself, knew the true minute when |
| 2807 | Exception bid him speak, and at this time |
| 2808 | His tongue obey'd his hand. Who were below... |
| 2809 | He us'd as creatures of another place; |
| 2810 | And bow'd his eminent top to their low ranks, |
| 2811 | Making them proud of his humility |
| 2812 | In their poor praise he humbled. Such a man |
| 2813 | Might be a copy to these younger times; |
| 2814 | Which, followed well, would demonstrate th... |
| 2815 | But goers backward. |
| 2816 | BERTRAM. His good remembrance, sir, |
| 2817 | Lies richer in your thoughts than on his t... |
| 2818 | So in approof lives not his epitaph |
| 2819 | As in your royal speech. |
| 2820 | KING. Would I were with him! He would always... |
| 2821 | Methinks I hear him now; his plausive words |
| 2822 | He scatter'd not in ears, but grafted them |
| 2823 | To grow there, and to bear- 'Let me not li... |
| 2824 | This his good melancholy oft began, |
| 2825 | On the catastrophe and heel of pastime, |
| 2826 | When it was out-'Let me not live' quoth he |
| 2827 | 'After my flame lacks oil, to be the snuff |
| 2828 | Of younger spirits, whose apprehensive senses |
| 2829 | All but new things disdain; whose judgment... |
| 2830 | Mere fathers of their garments; whose cons... |
| 2831 | Expire before their fashions.' This he wis... |
| 2832 | I, after him, do after him wish too, |
| 2833 | Since I nor wax nor honey can bring home, |
| 2834 | I quickly were dissolved from my hive, |
| 2835 | To give some labourers room. |
| 2836 | SECOND LORD. You're loved, sir; |
| 2837 | They that least lend it you shall lack you... |
| 2838 | KING. I fill a place, I know't. How long is'... |
| 2839 | Since the physician at your father's died? |
| 2840 | He was much fam'd. |
| 2841 | BERTRAM. Some six months since, my lord. |
| 2842 | KING. If he were living, I would try him yet- |
| 2843 | Lend me an arm-the rest have worn me out |
| 2844 | With several applications. Nature and sick... |
| 2845 | Debate it at their leisure. Welcome, Count; |
| 2846 | My son's no dearer. |
| 2847 | BERTRAM. Thank your Majesty. ... |
| 2848 | ACT I. SCENE 3. |
| 2849 | Rousillon. The COUNT'S palace |
| 2850 | Enter COUNTESS, STEWARD, and CLOWN |
| 2851 | COUNTESS. I will now hear; what say you of t... |
| 2852 | STEWARD. Madam, the care I have had to even ... |
| 2853 | might be found in the calendar of my past ... |
| 2854 | wound our modesty, and make foul the clear... |
| 2855 | when of ourselves we publish them. |
| 2856 | COUNTESS. What does this knave here? Get you... |
| 2857 | complaints I have heard of you I do not al... |
| 2858 | slowness that I do not, for I know you lac... |
| 2859 | them and have ability enough to make such ... |
| 2860 | CLOWN. 'Tis not unknown to you, madam, I am ... |
| 2861 | COUNTESS. Well, sir. |
| 2862 | CLOWN. No, madam, 'tis not so well that I am... |
| 2863 | the rich are damn'd; but if I may have you... |
| 2864 | to go to the world, Isbel the woman and I ... |
| 2865 | COUNTESS. Wilt thou needs be a beggar? |
| 2866 | CLOWN. I do beg your good will in this case. |
| 2867 | COUNTESS. In what case? |
| 2868 | CLOWN. In Isbel's case and mine own. Service... |
| 2869 | think I shall never have the blessing of G... |
| 2870 | my body; for they say bames are blessings. |
| 2871 | COUNTESS. Tell me thy reason why thou wilt m... |
| 2872 | CLOWN. My poor body, madam, requires it. I a... |
| 2873 | flesh; and he must needs go that the devil... |
| 2874 | COUNTESS. Is this all your worship's reason? |
| 2875 | CLOWN. Faith, madam, I have other holy reaso... |
| 2876 | COUNTESS. May the world know them? |
| 2877 | CLOWN. I have been, madam, a wicked creature... |
| 2878 | and blood are; and, indeed, I do marry tha... |
| 2879 | COUNTESS. Thy marriage, sooner than thy wick... |
| 2880 | CLOWN. I am out o' friends, madam, and I hop... |
| 2881 | my wife's sake. |
| 2882 | COUNTESS. Such friends are thine enemies, kn... |
| 2883 | CLOWN. Y'are shallow, madam-in great friends... |
| 2884 | to do that for me which I am aweary of. He... |
| 2885 | spares my team, and gives me leave to in t... |
| 2886 | cuckold, he's my drudge. He that comforts ... |
| 2887 | cherisher of my flesh and blood; he that c... |
| 2888 | blood loves my flesh and blood; he that lo... |
| 2889 | is my friend; ergo, he that kisses my wife... |
| 2890 | could be contented to be what they are, th... |
| 2891 | marriage; for young Charbon the puritan an... |
| 2892 | papist, howsome'er their hearts are sever'... |
| 2893 | heads are both one; they may jowl horns to... |
| 2894 | i' th' herd. |
| 2895 | COUNTESS. Wilt thou ever be a foul-mouth'd a... |
| 2896 | CLOWN. A prophet I, madam; and I speak the t... |
| 2897 | For I the ballad will repeat, |
| 2898 | Which men full true shall find: |
| 2899 | Your marriage comes by destiny, |
| 2900 | Your cuckoo sings by kind. |
| 2901 | COUNTESS. Get you gone, sir; I'll talk with ... |
| 2902 | STEWARD. May it please you, madam, that he b... |
| 2903 | Of her I am to speak. |
| 2904 | COUNTESS. Sirrah, tell my gentlewoman I woul... |
| 2905 | I mean. |
| 2906 | CLOWN. [Sings] |
| 2907 | 'Was this fair face the cause' ... |
| 2908 | 'Why the Grecians sacked Troy? |
| 2909 | Fond done, done fond, |
| 2910 | Was this King Priam's joy?' |
| 2911 | With that she sighed as she stood, |
| 2912 | With that she sighed as she stood, |
| 2913 | And gave this sentence then: |
| 2914 | 'Among nine bad if one be good, |
| 2915 | Among nine bad if one be good, |
| 2916 | There's yet one good in ten.' |
| 2917 | COUNTESS. What, one good in ten? You corrupt... |
| 2918 | CLOWN. One good woman in ten, madam, which i... |
| 2919 | song. Would God would serve the world so a... |
| 2920 | no fault with the tithe-woman, if I were t... |
| 2921 | quoth 'a! An we might have a good woman bo... |
| 2922 | star, or at an earthquake, 'twould mend th... |
| 2923 | may draw his heart out ere 'a pluck one. |
| 2924 | COUNTESS. You'll be gone, sir knave, and do ... |
| 2925 | CLOWN. That man should be at woman's command... |
| 2926 | Though honesty be no puritan, yet it will ... |
| 2927 | wear the surplice of humility over the bla... |
| 2928 | I am going, forsooth. The business is for ... |
| 2929 | Exit |
| 2930 | COUNTESS. Well, now. |
| 2931 | STEWARD. I know, madam, you love your gentle... |
| 2932 | COUNTESS. Faith I do. Her father bequeath'd ... |
| 2933 | herself, without other advantage, may lawf... |
| 2934 | much love as she finds. There is more owin... |
| 2935 | more shall be paid her than she'll demand. |
| 2936 | STEWARD. Madam, I was very late more near he... |
| 2937 | wish'd me. Alone she was, and did communic... |
| 2938 | words to her own ears; she thought, I dare... |
| 2939 | touch'd not any stranger sense. Her matter... |
| 2940 | son. Fortune, she said, was no goddess, th... |
| 2941 | difference betwixt their two estates; Love... |
| 2942 | extend his might only where qualities were... |
| 2943 | of virgins, that would suffer her poor kni... |
| 2944 | rescue in the first assault, or ransom aft... |
| 2945 | deliver'd in the most bitter touch of sorr... |
| 2946 | virgin exclaim in; which I held my duty sp... |
| 2947 | withal; sithence, in the loss that may hap... |
| 2948 | something to know it. |
| 2949 | COUNTESS. YOU have discharg'd this honestly;... |
| 2950 | Many likelihoods inform'd me of this befor... |
| 2951 | tott'ring in the balance that I could neit... |
| 2952 | misdoubt. Pray you leave me. Stall this in... |
| 2953 | thank you for your honest care. I will spe... |
| 2954 | anon. ... |
| 2955 | Enter HELENA |
| 2956 | Even so it was with me when I was young. |
| 2957 | If ever we are nature's, these are ours; t... |
| 2958 | Doth to our rose of youth rightly belong; |
| 2959 | Our blood to us, this to our blood is born. |
| 2960 | It is the show and seal of nature's truth, |
| 2961 | Where love's strong passion is impress'd i... |
| 2962 | By our remembrances of days foregone, |
| 2963 | Such were our faults, or then we thought t... |
| 2964 | Her eye is sick on't; I observe her now. |
| 2965 | HELENA. What is your pleasure, madam? |
| 2966 | COUNTESS. You know, Helen, |
| 2967 | I am a mother to you. |
| 2968 | HELENA. Mine honourable mistress. |
| 2969 | COUNTESS. Nay, a mother. |
| 2970 | Why not a mother? When I said 'a mother,' |
| 2971 | Methought you saw a serpent. What's in 'mo... |
| 2972 | That you start at it? I say I am your mother, |
| 2973 | And put you in the catalogue of those |
| 2974 | That were enwombed mine. 'Tis often seen |
| 2975 | Adoption strives with nature, and choice b... |
| 2976 | A native slip to us from foreign seeds. |
| 2977 | You ne'er oppress'd me with a mother's groan, |
| 2978 | Yet I express to you a mother's care. |
| 2979 | God's mercy, maiden! does it curd thy blood |
| 2980 | To say I am thy mother? What's the matter, |
| 2981 | That this distempered messenger of wet, |
| 2982 | The many-colour'd Iris, rounds thine eye? |
| 2983 | Why, that you are my daughter? |
| 2984 | HELENA. That I am not. |
| 2985 | COUNTESS. I say I am your mother. |
| 2986 | HELENA. Pardon, madam. |
| 2987 | The Count Rousillon cannot be my brother: |
| 2988 | I am from humble, he from honoured name; |
| 2989 | No note upon my parents, his all noble. |
| 2990 | My master, my dear lord he is; and I |
| 2991 | His servant live, and will his vassal die. |
| 2992 | He must not be my brother. |
| 2993 | COUNTESS. Nor I your mother? |
| 2994 | HELENA. You are my mother, madam; would you ... |
| 2995 | So that my lord your son were not my brother- |
| 2996 | Indeed my mother! Or were you both our mot... |
| 2997 | I care no more for than I do for heaven, |
| 2998 | So I were not his sister. Can't no other, |
| 2999 | But, I your daughter, he must be my brother? |
| 3000 | COUNTESS. Yes, Helen, you might be my daught... |
| 3001 | God shield you mean it not! 'daughter' and... |
| 3002 | So strive upon your pulse. What! pale agai... |
| 3003 | My fear hath catch'd your fondness. Now I see |
| 3004 | The myst'ry of your loneliness, and find |
| 3005 | Your salt tears' head. Now to all sense 't... |
| 3006 | You love my son; invention is asham'd, |
| 3007 | Against the proclamation of thy passion, |
| 3008 | To say thou dost not. Therefore tell me true; |
| 3009 | But tell me then, 'tis so; for, look, thy ... |
| 3010 | Confess it, th' one to th' other; and thin... |
| 3011 | See it so grossly shown in thy behaviours |
| 3012 | That in their kind they speak it; only sin |
| 3013 | And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue, |
| 3014 | That truth should be suspected. Speak, is'... |
| 3015 | If it be so, you have wound a goodly clew; |
| 3016 | If it be not, forswear't; howe'er, I charg... |
| 3017 | As heaven shall work in me for thine avail, |
| 3018 | To tell me truly. |
| 3019 | HELENA. Good madam, pardon me. |
| 3020 | COUNTESS. Do you love my son? |
| 3021 | HELENA. Your pardon, noble mistress. |
| 3022 | COUNTESS. Love you my son? |
| 3023 | HELENA. Do not you love him, madam? |
| 3024 | COUNTESS. Go not about; my love hath in't a ... |
| 3025 | Whereof the world takes note. Come, come, ... |
| 3026 | The state of your affection; for your pass... |
| 3027 | Have to the full appeach'd. |
| 3028 | HELENA. Then I confess, |
| 3029 | Here on my knee, before high heaven and you, |
| 3030 | That before you, and next unto high heaven, |
| 3031 | I love your son. |
| 3032 | My friends were poor, but honest; so's my ... |
| 3033 | Be not offended, for it hurts not him |
| 3034 | That he is lov'd of me; I follow him not |
| 3035 | By any token of presumptuous suit, |
| 3036 | Nor would I have him till I do deserve him; |
| 3037 | Yet never know how that desert should be. |
| 3038 | I know I love in vain, strive against hope; |
| 3039 | Yet in this captious and intenible sieve |
| 3040 | I still pour in the waters of my love, |
| 3041 | And lack not to lose still. Thus, Indian-l... |
| 3042 | Religious in mine error, I adore |
| 3043 | The sun that looks upon his worshipper |
| 3044 | But knows of him no more. My dearest madam, |
| 3045 | Let not your hate encounter with my love, |
| 3046 | For loving where you do; but if yourself, |
| 3047 | Whose aged honour cites a virtuous youth, |
| 3048 | Did ever in so true a flame of liking |
| 3049 | Wish chastely and love dearly that your Dian |
| 3050 | Was both herself and Love; O, then, give pity |
| 3051 | To her whose state is such that cannot choose |
| 3052 | But lend and give where she is sure to lose; |
| 3053 | That seeks not to find that her search imp... |
| 3054 | But, riddle-like, lives sweetly where she ... |
| 3055 | COUNTESS. Had you not lately an intent-speak... |
| 3056 | To go to Paris? |
| 3057 | HELENA. Madam, I had. |
| 3058 | COUNTESS. Wherefore? Tell true. |
| 3059 | HELENA. I will tell truth; by grace itself I... |
| 3060 | You know my father left me some prescriptions |
| 3061 | Of rare and prov'd effects, such as his re... |
| 3062 | And manifest experience had collected |
| 3063 | For general sovereignty; and that he will'... |
| 3064 | In heedfull'st reservation to bestow them, |
| 3065 | As notes whose faculties inclusive were |
| 3066 | More than they were in note. Amongst the rest |
| 3067 | There is a remedy, approv'd, set down, |
| 3068 | To cure the desperate languishings whereof |
| 3069 | The King is render'd lost. |
| 3070 | COUNTESS. This was your motive |
| 3071 | For Paris, was it? Speak. |
| 3072 | HELENA. My lord your son made me to think of... |
| 3073 | Else Paris, and the medicine, and the King, |
| 3074 | Had from the conversation of my thoughts |
| 3075 | Haply been absent then. |
| 3076 | COUNTESS. But think you, Helen, |
| 3077 | If you should tender your supposed aid, |
| 3078 | He would receive it? He and his physicians |
| 3079 | Are of a mind: he, that they cannot help him; |
| 3080 | They, that they cannot help. How shall the... |
| 3081 | A poor unlearned virgin, when the schools, |
| 3082 | Embowell'd of their doctrine, have let off |
| 3083 | The danger to itself? |
| 3084 | HELENA. There's something in't |
| 3085 | More than my father's skill, which was the... |
| 3086 | Of his profession, that his good receipt |
| 3087 | Shall for my legacy be sanctified |
| 3088 | By th' luckiest stars in heaven; and, woul... |
| 3089 | But give me leave to try success, I'd venture |
| 3090 | The well-lost life of mine on his Grace's ... |
| 3091 | By such a day and hour. |
| 3092 | COUNTESS. Dost thou believe't? |
| 3093 | HELENA. Ay, madam, knowingly. |
| 3094 | COUNTESS. Why, Helen, thou shalt have my lea... |
| 3095 | Means and attendants, and my loving greetings |
| 3096 | To those of mine in court. I'll stay at home, |
| 3097 | And pray God's blessing into thy attempt. |
| 3098 | Be gone to-morrow; and be sure of this, |
| 3099 | What I can help thee to thou shalt not mis... |
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| 3108 | ACT II. SCENE 1. |
| 3109 | Paris. The KING'S palace |
| 3110 | Flourish of cornets. Enter the KING with diver... |
| 3111 | for the Florentine war; BERTRAM and PAROLLES; ... |
| 3112 | KING. Farewell, young lords; these war-like ... |
| 3113 | Do not throw from you. And you, my lords, ... |
| 3114 | Share the advice betwixt you; if both gain... |
| 3115 | The gift doth stretch itself as 'tis recei... |
| 3116 | And is enough for both. |
| 3117 | FIRST LORD. 'Tis our hope, sir, |
| 3118 | After well-ent'red soldiers, to return |
| 3119 | And find your Grace in health. |
| 3120 | KING. No, no, it cannot be; and yet my heart |
| 3121 | Will not confess he owes the malady |
| 3122 | That doth my life besiege. Farewell, young... |
| 3123 | Whether I live or die, be you the sons |
| 3124 | Of worthy Frenchmen; let higher Italy- |
| 3125 | Those bated that inherit but the fall |
| 3126 | Of the last monarchy-see that you come |
| 3127 | Not to woo honour, but to wed it; when |
| 3128 | The bravest questant shrinks, find what yo... |
| 3129 | That fame may cry you aloud. I say farewell. |
| 3130 | SECOND LORD. Health, at your bidding, serve ... |
| 3131 | KING. Those girls of Italy, take heed of them; |
| 3132 | They say our French lack language to deny, |
| 3133 | If they demand; beware of being captives |
| 3134 | Before you serve. |
| 3135 | BOTH. Our hearts receive your warnings. |
| 3136 | KING. Farewell. [To ATTENDANTS] Come hithe... |
| 3137 | The KIN... |
| 3138 | FIRST LORD. O my sweet lord, that you will s... |
| 3139 | PAROLLES. 'Tis not his fault, the spark. |
| 3140 | SECOND LORD. O, 'tis brave wars! |
| 3141 | PAROLLES. Most admirable! I have seen those ... |
| 3142 | BERTRAM. I am commanded here and kept a coil... |
| 3143 | 'Too young' and next year' and "Tis too ea... |
| 3144 | PAROLLES. An thy mind stand to 't, boy, stea... |
| 3145 | BERTRAM. I shall stay here the forehorse to ... |
| 3146 | Creaking my shoes on the plain masonry, |
| 3147 | Till honour be bought up, and no sword worn |
| 3148 | But one to dance with. By heaven, I'll ste... |
| 3149 | FIRST LORD. There's honour in the theft. |
| 3150 | PAROLLES. Commit it, Count. |
| 3151 | SECOND LORD. I am your accessary; and so far... |
| 3152 | BERTRAM. I grow to you, and our parting is a... |
| 3153 | FIRST LORD. Farewell, Captain. |
| 3154 | SECOND LORD. Sweet Monsieur Parolles! |
| 3155 | PAROLLES. Noble heroes, my sword and yours a... |
| 3156 | lustrous, a word, good metals: you shall f... |
| 3157 | the Spinii one Captain Spurio, with his ci... |
| 3158 | war, here on his sinister cheek; it was th... |
| 3159 | entrench'd it. Say to him I live; and obse... |
| 3160 | FIRST LORD. We shall, noble Captain. |
| 3161 | PAROLLES. Mars dote on you for his novices! ... |
| 3162 | What will ye do? |
| 3163 | Re-enter the KING |
| 3164 | BERTRAM. Stay; the King! |
| 3165 | PAROLLES. Use a more spacious ceremony to th... |
| 3166 | restrain'd yourself within the list of too... |
| 3167 | expressive to them; for they wear themselv... |
| 3168 | time; there do muster true gait; eat, spea... |
| 3169 | influence of the most receiv'd star; and t... |
| 3170 | the measure, such are to be followed. Afte... |
| 3171 | dilated farewell. |
| 3172 | BERTRAM. And I will do so. |
| 3173 | PAROLLES. Worthy fellows; and like to prove ... |
| 3174 | Exeunt BE... |
| 3175 | Enter LAFEU |
| 3176 | LAFEU. [Kneeling] Pardon, my lord, for me ... |
| 3177 | KING. I'll fee thee to stand up. |
| 3178 | LAFEU. Then here's a man stands that has bro... |
| 3179 | I would you had kneel'd, my lord, to ask m... |
| 3180 | And that at my bidding you could so stand up. |
| 3181 | KING. I would I had; so I had broke thy pate, |
| 3182 | And ask'd thee mercy for't. |
| 3183 | LAFEU. Good faith, across! |
| 3184 | But, my good lord, 'tis thus: will you be ... |
| 3185 | Of your infirmity? |
| 3186 | KING. No. |
| 3187 | LAFEU. O, will you eat |
| 3188 | No grapes, my royal fox? Yes, but you will |
| 3189 | My noble grapes, an if my royal fox |
| 3190 | Could reach them: I have seen a medicine |
| 3191 | That's able to breathe life into a stone, |
| 3192 | Quicken a rock, and make you dance canary |
| 3193 | With spritely fire and motion; whose simpl... |
| 3194 | Is powerful to araise King Pepin, nay, |
| 3195 | To give great Charlemain a pen in's hand |
| 3196 | And write to her a love-line. |
| 3197 | KING. What her is this? |
| 3198 | LAFEU. Why, Doctor She! My lord, there's one... |
| 3199 | If you will see her. Now, by my faith and ... |
| 3200 | If seriously I may convey my thoughts |
| 3201 | In this my light deliverance, I have spoke |
| 3202 | With one that in her sex, her years, profe... |
| 3203 | Wisdom, and constancy, hath amaz'd me more |
| 3204 | Than I dare blame my weakness. Will you se... |
| 3205 | For that is her demand, and know her busin... |
| 3206 | That done, laugh well at me. |
| 3207 | KING. Now, good Lafeu, |
| 3208 | Bring in the admiration, that we with the |
| 3209 | May spend our wonder too, or take off thine |
| 3210 | By wond'ring how thou took'st it. |
| 3211 | LAFEU. Nay, I'll fit you, |
| 3212 | And not be all day neither. ... |
| 3213 | KING. Thus he his special nothing ever prolo... |
| 3214 | Re-enter LAFEU with HELENA |
| 3215 | LAFEU. Nay, come your ways. |
| 3216 | KING. This haste hath wings indeed. |
| 3217 | LAFEU. Nay, come your ways; |
| 3218 | This is his Majesty; say your mind to him. |
| 3219 | A traitor you do look like; but such traitors |
| 3220 | His Majesty seldom fears. I am Cressid's u... |
| 3221 | That dare leave two together. Fare you wel... |
| 3222 | KING. Now, fair one, does your business foll... |
| 3223 | HELENA. Ay, my good lord. |
| 3224 | Gerard de Narbon was my father, |
| 3225 | In what he did profess, well found. |
| 3226 | KING. I knew him. |
| 3227 | HELENA. The rather will I spare my praises t... |
| 3228 | Knowing him is enough. On's bed of death |
| 3229 | Many receipts he gave me; chiefly one, |
| 3230 | Which, as the dearest issue of his practice, |
| 3231 | And of his old experience th' only darling, |
| 3232 | He bade me store up as a triple eye, |
| 3233 | Safer than mine own two, more dear. I have... |
| 3234 | And, hearing your high Majesty is touch'd |
| 3235 | With that malignant cause wherein the honour |
| 3236 | Of my dear father's gift stands chief in p... |
| 3237 | I come to tender it, and my appliance, |
| 3238 | With all bound humbleness. |
| 3239 | KING. We thank you, maiden; |
| 3240 | But may not be so credulous of cure, |
| 3241 | When our most learned doctors leave us, and |
| 3242 | The congregated college have concluded |
| 3243 | That labouring art can never ransom nature |
| 3244 | From her inaidable estate-I say we must not |
| 3245 | So stain our judgment, or corrupt our hope, |
| 3246 | To prostitute our past-cure malady |
| 3247 | To empirics; or to dissever so |
| 3248 | Our great self and our credit to esteem |
| 3249 | A senseless help, when help past sense we ... |
| 3250 | HELENA. My duty then shall pay me for my pains. |
| 3251 | I will no more enforce mine office on you; |
| 3252 | Humbly entreating from your royal thoughts |
| 3253 | A modest one to bear me back again. |
| 3254 | KING. I cannot give thee less, to be call'd ... |
| 3255 | Thou thought'st to help me; and such thank... |
| 3256 | As one near death to those that wish him l... |
| 3257 | But what at full I know, thou know'st no p... |
| 3258 | I knowing all my peril, thou no art. |
| 3259 | HELENA. What I can do can do no hurt to try, |
| 3260 | Since you set up your rest 'gainst remedy. |
| 3261 | He that of greatest works is finisher |
| 3262 | Oft does them by the weakest minister. |
| 3263 | So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown, |
| 3264 | When judges have been babes. Great floods ... |
| 3265 | From simple sources, and great seas have d... |
| 3266 | When miracles have by the greatest been de... |
| 3267 | Oft expectation fails, and most oft there |
| 3268 | Where most it promises; and oft it hits |
| 3269 | Where hope is coldest, and despair most fits. |
| 3270 | KING. I must not hear thee. Fare thee well, ... |
| 3271 | Thy pains, not us'd, must by thyself be paid; |
| 3272 | Proffers not took reap thanks for their re... |
| 3273 | HELENA. Inspired merit so by breath is barr'd. |
| 3274 | It is not so with Him that all things knows, |
| 3275 | As 'tis with us that square our guess by s... |
| 3276 | But most it is presumption in us when |
| 3277 | The help of heaven we count the act of men. |
| 3278 | Dear sir, to my endeavours give consent; |
| 3279 | Of heaven, not me, make an experiment. |
| 3280 | I am not an impostor, that proclaim |
| 3281 | Myself against the level of mine aim; |
| 3282 | But know I think, and think I know most sure, |
| 3283 | My art is not past power nor you past cure. |
| 3284 | KING. Art thou so confident? Within what space |
| 3285 | Hop'st thou my cure? |
| 3286 | HELENA. The greatest Grace lending grace. |
| 3287 | Ere twice the horses of the sun shall bring |
| 3288 | Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring, |
| 3289 | Ere twice in murk and occidental damp |
| 3290 | Moist Hesperus hath quench'd his sleepy lamp, |
| 3291 | Or four and twenty times the pilot's glass |
| 3292 | Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass, |
| 3293 | What is infirm from your sound parts shall... |
| 3294 | Health shall live free, and sickness freel... |
| 3295 | KING. Upon thy certainty and confidence |
| 3296 | What dar'st thou venture? |
| 3297 | HELENA. Tax of impudence, |
| 3298 | A strumpet's boldness, a divulged shame, |
| 3299 | Traduc'd by odious ballads; my maiden's name |
| 3300 | Sear'd otherwise; ne worse of worst-extend... |
| 3301 | With vilest torture let my life be ended. |
| 3302 | KING. Methinks in thee some blessed spirit d... |
| 3303 | His powerful sound within an organ weak; |
| 3304 | And what impossibility would slay |
| 3305 | In common sense, sense saves another way. |
| 3306 | Thy life is dear; for all that life can rate |
| 3307 | Worth name of life in thee hath estimate: |
| 3308 | Youth, beauty, wisdom, courage, all |
| 3309 | That happiness and prime can happy call. |
| 3310 | Thou this to hazard needs must intimate |
| 3311 | Skill infinite or monstrous desperate. |
| 3312 | Sweet practiser, thy physic I will try, |
| 3313 | That ministers thine own death if I die. |
| 3314 | HELENA. If I break time, or flinch in property |
| 3315 | Of what I spoke, unpitied let me die; |
| 3316 | And well deserv'd. Not helping, death's my... |
| 3317 | But, if I help, what do you promise me? |
| 3318 | KING. Make thy demand. |
| 3319 | HELENA. But will you make it even? |
| 3320 | KING. Ay, by my sceptre and my hopes of heav... |
| 3321 | HELENA. Then shalt thou give me with thy kin... |
| 3322 | What husband in thy power I will command. |
| 3323 | Exempted be from me the arrogance |
| 3324 | To choose from forth the royal blood of Fr... |
| 3325 | My low and humble name to propagate |
| 3326 | With any branch or image of thy state; |
| 3327 | But such a one, thy vassal, whom I know |
| 3328 | Is free for me to ask, thee to bestow. |
| 3329 | KING. Here is my hand; the premises observ'd, |
| 3330 | Thy will by my performance shall be serv'd. |
| 3331 | So make the choice of thy own time, for I, |
| 3332 | Thy resolv'd patient, on thee still rely. |
| 3333 | More should I question thee, and more I must, |
| 3334 | Though more to know could not be more to t... |
| 3335 | From whence thou cam'st, how tended on. Bu... |
| 3336 | Unquestion'd welcome and undoubted blest. |
| 3337 | Give me some help here, ho! If thou proceed |
| 3338 | As high as word, my deed shall match thy d... |
| 3339 | ... |
| 3340 | ACT II. SCENE 2. |
| 3341 | Rousillon. The COUNT'S palace |
| 3342 | Enter COUNTESS and CLOWN |
| 3343 | COUNTESS. Come on, sir; I shall now put you ... |
| 3344 | breeding. |
| 3345 | CLOWN. I will show myself highly fed and low... |
| 3346 | business is but to the court. |
| 3347 | COUNTESS. To the court! Why, what place make... |
| 3348 | put off that with such contempt? But to th... |
| 3349 | CLOWN. Truly, madam, if God have lent a man ... |
| 3350 | easily put it off at court. He that cannot... |
| 3351 | cap, kiss his hand, and say nothing, has n... |
| 3352 | nor cap; and indeed such a fellow, to say ... |
| 3353 | the court; but for me, I have an answer wi... |
| 3354 | COUNTESS. Marry, that's a bountiful answer t... |
| 3355 | CLOWN. It is like a barber's chair, that fit... |
| 3356 | buttock, the quatch buttock, the brawn but... |
| 3357 | COUNTESS. Will your answer serve fit to all ... |
| 3358 | CLOWN. As fit as ten groats is for the hand ... |
| 3359 | French crown for your taffety punk, as Tib... |
| 3360 | forefinger, as a pancake for Shrove Tuesda... |
| 3361 | as the nail to his hole, the cuckold to hi... |
| 3362 | quean to a wrangling knave, as the nun's l... |
| 3363 | mouth; nay, as the pudding to his skin. |
| 3364 | COUNTESS. Have you, I, say, an answer of suc... |
| 3365 | questions? |
| 3366 | CLOWN. From below your duke to beneath your ... |
| 3367 | any question. |
| 3368 | COUNTESS. It must be an answer of most monst... |
| 3369 | all demands. |
| 3370 | CLOWN. But a trifle neither, in good faith, ... |
| 3371 | speak truth of it. Here it is, and all tha... |
| 3372 | if I am a courtier: it shall do you no har... |
| 3373 | COUNTESS. To be young again, if we could, I ... |
| 3374 | question, hoping to be the wiser by your a... |
| 3375 | are you a courtier? |
| 3376 | CLOWN. O Lord, sir!-There's a simple putting... |
| 3377 | hundred of them. |
| 3378 | COUNTESS. Sir, I am a poor friend of yours, ... |
| 3379 | CLOWN. O Lord, sir!-Thick, thick; spare not ... |
| 3380 | COUNTESS. I think, sir, you can eat none of ... |
| 3381 | CLOWN. O Lord, sir!-Nay, put me to't, I warr... |
| 3382 | COUNTESS. You were lately whipp'd, sir, as I... |
| 3383 | CLOWN. O Lord, sir!-Spare not me. |
| 3384 | COUNTESS. Do you cry 'O Lord, sir!' at your ... |
| 3385 | not me'? Indeed your 'O Lord, sir!' is ver... |
| 3386 | whipping. You would answer very well to a ... |
| 3387 | but bound to't. |
| 3388 | CLOWN. I ne'er had worse luck in my life in ... |
| 3389 | thing's may serve long, but not serve ever. |
| 3390 | COUNTESS. I play the noble housewife with th... |
| 3391 | To entertain it so merrily with a fool. |
| 3392 | CLOWN. O Lord, sir!-Why, there't serves well... |
| 3393 | COUNTESS. An end, sir! To your business: giv... |
| 3394 | And urge her to a present answer back; |
| 3395 | Commend me to my kinsmen and my son. This ... |
| 3396 | CLOWN. Not much commendation to them? |
| 3397 | COUNTESS. Not much employment for you. You u... |
| 3398 | CLOWN. Most fruitfully; I am there before my... |
| 3399 | COUNTESS. Haste you again. ... |
| 3400 | ACT II. SCENE 3. |
| 3401 | Paris. The KING'S palace |
| 3402 | Enter BERTRAM, LAFEU, and PAROLLES |
| 3403 | LAFEU. They say miracles are past; and we ha... |
| 3404 | persons to make modern and familiar things... |
| 3405 | causeless. Hence is it that we make trifle... |
| 3406 | ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledg... |
| 3407 | ourselves to an unknown fear. |
| 3408 | PAROLLES. Why, 'tis the rarest argument of w... |
| 3409 | out in our latter times. |
| 3410 | BERTRAM. And so 'tis. |
| 3411 | LAFEU. To be relinquish'd of the artists- |
| 3412 | PAROLLES. So I say-both of Galen and Paracel... |
| 3413 | LAFEU. Of all the learned and authentic fell... |
| 3414 | PAROLLES. Right; so I say. |
| 3415 | LAFEU. That gave him out incurable- |
| 3416 | PAROLLES. Why, there 'tis; so say I too. |
| 3417 | LAFEU. Not to be help'd- |
| 3418 | PAROLLES. Right; as 'twere a man assur'd of a- |
| 3419 | LAFEU. Uncertain life and sure death. |
| 3420 | PAROLLES. Just; you say well; so would I hav... |
| 3421 | LAFEU. I may truly say it is a novelty to th... |
| 3422 | PAROLLES. It is indeed. If you will have it ... |
| 3423 | read it in what-do-ye-call't here. |
| 3424 | LAFEU. [Reading the ballad title] 'A Showi... |
| 3425 | Effect in an Earthly Actor.' |
| 3426 | PAROLLES. That's it; I would have said the v... |
| 3427 | LAFEU. Why, your dolphin is not lustier. 'Fo... |
| 3428 | respect- |
| 3429 | PAROLLES. Nay, 'tis strange, 'tis very stran... |
| 3430 | and the tedious of it; and he's of a most ... |
| 3431 | will not acknowledge it to be the- |
| 3432 | LAFEU. Very hand of heaven. |
| 3433 | PAROLLES. Ay; so I say. |
| 3434 | LAFEU. In a most weak- |
| 3435 | PAROLLES. And debile minister, great power, ... |
| 3436 | which should, indeed, give us a further us... |
| 3437 | the recov'ry of the King, as to be- |
| 3438 | LAFEU. Generally thankful. |
| 3439 | Enter KING, HELENA, and ATTEN... |
| 3440 | PAROLLES. I would have said it; you say well... |
| 3441 | LAFEU. Lustig, as the Dutchman says. I'll li... |
| 3442 | whilst I have a tooth in my head. Why, he'... |
| 3443 | coranto. |
| 3444 | PAROLLES. Mort du vinaigre! Is not this Helen? |
| 3445 | LAFEU. 'Fore God, I think so. |
| 3446 | KING. Go, call before me all the lords in co... |
| 3447 | ... |
| 3448 | Sit, my preserver, by thy patient's side; |
| 3449 | And with this healthful hand, whose banish... |
| 3450 | Thou has repeal'd, a second time receive |
| 3451 | The confirmation of my promis'd gift, |
| 3452 | Which but attends thy naming. |
| 3453 | Enter three or four LORDS |
| 3454 | Fair maid, send forth thine eye. This yout... |
| 3455 | Of noble bachelors stand at my bestowing, |
| 3456 | O'er whom both sovereign power and father'... |
| 3457 | I have to use. Thy frank election make; |
| 3458 | Thou hast power to choose, and they none t... |
| 3459 | HELENA. To each of you one fair and virtuous... |
| 3460 | Fall, when love please. Marry, to each but... |
| 3461 | LAFEU. I'd give bay Curtal and his furniture |
| 3462 | My mouth no more were broken than these bo... |
| 3463 | And writ as little beard. |
| 3464 | KING. Peruse them well. |
| 3465 | Not one of those but had a noble father. |
| 3466 | HELENA. Gentlemen, |
| 3467 | Heaven hath through me restor'd the King t... |
| 3468 | ALL. We understand it, and thank heaven for ... |
| 3469 | HELENA. I am a simple maid, and therein weal... |
| 3470 | That I protest I simply am a maid. |
| 3471 | Please it your Majesty, I have done already. |
| 3472 | The blushes in my cheeks thus whisper me: |
| 3473 | 'We blush that thou shouldst choose; but, ... |
| 3474 | Let the white death sit on thy cheek for e... |
| 3475 | We'll ne'er come there again.' |
| 3476 | KING. Make choice and see: |
| 3477 | Who shuns thy love shuns all his love in me. |
| 3478 | HELENA. Now, Dian, from thy altar do I fly, |
| 3479 | And to imperial Love, that god most high, |
| 3480 | Do my sighs stream. Sir, will you hear my ... |
| 3481 | FIRST LORD. And grant it. |
| 3482 | HELENA. Thanks, sir; all the rest is mute. |
| 3483 | LAFEU. I had rather be in this choice than t... |
| 3484 | life. |
| 3485 | HELENA. The honour, sir, that flames in your... |
| 3486 | Before I speak, too threat'ningly replies. |
| 3487 | Love make your fortunes twenty times above |
| 3488 | Her that so wishes, and her humble love! |
| 3489 | SECOND LORD. No better, if you please. |
| 3490 | HELENA. My wish receive, |
| 3491 | Which great Love grant; and so I take my l... |
| 3492 | LAFEU. Do all they deny her? An they were so... |
| 3493 | them whipt; or I would send them to th' Tu... |
| 3494 | HELENA. Be not afraid that I your hand shoul... |
| 3495 | I'll never do you wrong for your own sake. |
| 3496 | Blessing upon your vows; and in your bed |
| 3497 | Find fairer fortune, if you ever wed! |
| 3498 | LAFEU. These boys are boys of ice; they'll n... |
| 3499 | Sure, they are bastards to the English; th... |
| 3500 | HELENA. You are too young, too happy, and to... |
| 3501 | To make yourself a son out of my blood. |
| 3502 | FOURTH LORD. Fair one, I think not so. |
| 3503 | LAFEU. There's one grape yet; I am sure thy ... |
| 3504 | if thou be'st not an ass, I am a youth of ... |
| 3505 | thee already. |
| 3506 | HELENA. [To BERTRAM] I dare not say I take... |
| 3507 | Me and my service, ever whilst I live, |
| 3508 | Into your guiding power. This is the man. |
| 3509 | KING. Why, then, young Bertram, take her; sh... |
| 3510 | BERTRAM. My wife, my liege! I shall beseech ... |
| 3511 | In such a business give me leave to use |
| 3512 | The help of mine own eyes. |
| 3513 | KING. Know'st thou not, Bertram, |
| 3514 | What she has done for me? |
| 3515 | BERTRAM. Yes, my good lord; |
| 3516 | But never hope to know why I should marry ... |
| 3517 | KING. Thou know'st she has rais'd me from my... |
| 3518 | BERTRAM. But follows it, my lord, to bring m... |
| 3519 | Must answer for your raising? I know her w... |
| 3520 | She had her breeding at my father's charge. |
| 3521 | A poor physician's daughter my wife! Disdain |
| 3522 | Rather corrupt me ever! |
| 3523 | KING. 'Tis only title thou disdain'st in her... |
| 3524 | I can build up. Strange is it that our blo... |
| 3525 | Of colour, weight, and heat, pour'd all to... |
| 3526 | Would quite confound distinction, yet stan... |
| 3527 | In differences so mighty. If she be |
| 3528 | All that is virtuous-save what thou dislik... |
| 3529 | A poor physician's daughter-thou dislik'st |
| 3530 | Of virtue for the name; but do not so. |
| 3531 | From lowest place when virtuous things pro... |
| 3532 | The place is dignified by the doer's deed; |
| 3533 | Where great additions swell's, and virtue ... |
| 3534 | It is a dropsied honour. Good alone |
| 3535 | Is good without a name. Vileness is so: |
| 3536 | The property by what it is should go, |
| 3537 | Not by the title. She is young, wise, fair; |
| 3538 | In these to nature she's immediate heir; |
| 3539 | And these breed honour. That is honour's s... |
| 3540 | Which challenges itself as honour's born |
| 3541 | And is not like the sire. Honours thrive |
| 3542 | When rather from our acts we them derive |
| 3543 | Than our fore-goers. The mere word's a slave, |
| 3544 | Debauch'd on every tomb, on every grave |
| 3545 | A lying trophy; and as oft is dumb |
| 3546 | Where dust and damn'd oblivion is the tomb |
| 3547 | Of honour'd bones indeed. What should be s... |
| 3548 | If thou canst like this creature as a maid, |
| 3549 | I can create the rest. Virtue and she |
| 3550 | Is her own dower; honour and wealth from me. |
| 3551 | BERTRAM. I cannot love her, nor will strive ... |
| 3552 | KING. Thou wrong'st thyself, if thou shoulds... |
| 3553 | HELENA. That you are well restor'd, my lord,... |
| 3554 | Let the rest go. |
| 3555 | KING. My honour's at the stake; which to def... |
| 3556 | I must produce my power. Here, take her hand, |
| 3557 | Proud scornful boy, unworthy this good gift, |
| 3558 | That dost in vile misprision shackle up |
| 3559 | My love and her desert; that canst not dream |
| 3560 | We, poising us in her defective scale, |
| 3561 | Shall weigh thee to the beam; that wilt no... |
| 3562 | It is in us to plant thine honour where |
| 3563 | We please to have it grow. Check thy conte... |
| 3564 | Obey our will, which travails in thy good; |
| 3565 | Believe not thy disdain, but presently |
| 3566 | Do thine own fortunes that obedient right |
| 3567 | Which both thy duty owes and our power cla... |
| 3568 | Or I will throw thee from my care for ever |
| 3569 | Into the staggers and the careless lapse |
| 3570 | Of youth and ignorance; both my revenge an... |
| 3571 | Loosing upon thee in the name of justice, |
| 3572 | Without all terms of pity. Speak; thine an... |
| 3573 | BERTRAM. Pardon, my gracious lord; for I submit |
| 3574 | My fancy to your eyes. When I consider |
| 3575 | What great creation and what dole of honour |
| 3576 | Flies where you bid it, I find that she wh... |
| 3577 | Was in my nobler thoughts most base is now |
| 3578 | The praised of the King; who, so ennobled, |
| 3579 | Is as 'twere born so. |
| 3580 | KING. Take her by the hand, |
| 3581 | And tell her she is thine; to whom I promise |
| 3582 | A counterpoise, if not to thy estate |
| 3583 | A balance more replete. |
| 3584 | BERTRAM. I take her hand. |
| 3585 | KING. Good fortune and the favour of the King |
| 3586 | Smile upon this contract; whose ceremony |
| 3587 | Shall seem expedient on the now-born brief, |
| 3588 | And be perform'd to-night. The solemn feast |
| 3589 | Shall more attend upon the coming space, |
| 3590 | Expecting absent friends. As thou lov'st her, |
| 3591 | Thy love's to me religious; else, does err. |
| 3592 | Exeunt all but LAFEU and PAROLLE... |
| 3593 | commenti... |
| 3594 | LAFEU. Do you hear, monsieur? A word with you. |
| 3595 | PAROLLES. Your pleasure, sir? |
| 3596 | LAFEU. Your lord and master did well to make... |
| 3597 | PAROLLES. Recantation! My Lord! my master! |
| 3598 | LAFEU. Ay; is it not a language I speak? |
| 3599 | PAROLLES. A most harsh one, and not to be un... |
| 3600 | succeeding. My master! |
| 3601 | LAFEU. Are you companion to the Count Rousil... |
| 3602 | PAROLLES. To any count; to all counts; to wh... |
| 3603 | LAFEU. To what is count's man: count's maste... |
| 3604 | PAROLLES. You are too old, sir; let it satis... |
| 3605 | old. |
| 3606 | LAFEU. I must tell thee, sirrah, I write man... |
| 3607 | cannot bring thee. |
| 3608 | PAROLLES. What I dare too well do, I dare no... |
| 3609 | LAFEU. I did think thee, for two ordinaries,... |
| 3610 | fellow; thou didst make tolerable vent of ... |
| 3611 | pass. Yet the scarfs and the bannerets abo... |
| 3612 | dissuade me from believing thee a vessel o... |
| 3613 | have now found thee; when I lose thee agai... |
| 3614 | thou good for nothing but taking up; and t... |
| 3615 | worth. |
| 3616 | PAROLLES. Hadst thou not the privilege of an... |
| 3617 | LAFEU. Do not plunge thyself too far in ange... |
| 3618 | trial; which if-Lord have mercy on thee fo... |
| 3619 | window of lattice, fare thee well; thy cas... |
| 3620 | for I look through thee. Give me thy hand. |
| 3621 | PAROLLES. My lord, you give me most egregiou... |
| 3622 | LAFEU. Ay, with all my heart; and thou art w... |
| 3623 | PAROLLES. I have not, my lord, deserv'd it. |
| 3624 | LAFEU. Yes, good faith, ev'ry dram of it; an... |
| 3625 | a scruple. |
| 3626 | PAROLLES. Well, I shall be wiser. |
| 3627 | LAFEU. Ev'n as soon as thou canst, for thou ... |
| 3628 | o' th' contrary. If ever thou be'st bound ... |
| 3629 | beaten, thou shalt find what it is to be p... |
| 3630 | have a desire to hold my acquaintance with... |
| 3631 | knowledge, that I may say in the default '... |
| 3632 | PAROLLES. My lord, you do me most insupporta... |
| 3633 | LAFEU. I would it were hell pains for thy sa... |
| 3634 | eternal; for doing I am past, as I will by... |
| 3635 | age will give me leave. ... |
| 3636 | PAROLLES. Well, thou hast a son shall take t... |
| 3637 | scurvy, old, filthy, scurvy lord! Well, I ... |
| 3638 | is no fettering of authority. I'll beat hi... |
| 3639 | meet him with any convenience, an he were ... |
| 3640 | lord. I'll have no more pity of his age th... |
| 3641 | I'll beat him, and if I could but meet him... |
| 3642 | Re-enter LAFEU |
| 3643 | LAFEU. Sirrah, your lord and master's marrie... |
| 3644 | you; you have a new mistress. |
| 3645 | PAROLLES. I most unfeignedly beseech your lo... |
| 3646 | reservation of your wrongs. He is my good ... |
| 3647 | above is my master. |
| 3648 | LAFEU. Who? God? |
| 3649 | PAROLLES. Ay, sir. |
| 3650 | LAFEU. The devil it is that's thy master. Wh... |
| 3651 | thy arms o' this fashion? Dost make hose o... |
| 3652 | servants so? Thou wert best set thy lower ... |
| 3653 | stands. By mine honour, if I were but two ... |
| 3654 | thee. Methink'st thou art a general offenc... |
| 3655 | beat thee. I think thou wast created for m... |
| 3656 | themselves upon thee. |
| 3657 | PAROLLES. This is hard and undeserved measur... |
| 3658 | LAFEU. Go to, sir; you were beaten in Italy ... |
| 3659 | out of a pomegranate; you are a vagabond, ... |
| 3660 | you are more saucy with lords and honourab... |
| 3661 | commission of your birth and virtue gives ... |
| 3662 | not worth another word, else I'd call you ... |
| 3663 | Exit |
| 3664 | Enter BERTRAM |
| 3665 | PAROLLES. Good, very, good, it is so then. G... |
| 3666 | be conceal'd awhile. |
| 3667 | BERTRAM. Undone, and forfeited to cares for ... |
| 3668 | PAROLLES. What's the matter, sweetheart? |
| 3669 | BERTRAM. Although before the solemn priest I... |
| 3670 | I will not bed her. |
| 3671 | PAROLLES. What, what, sweetheart? |
| 3672 | BERTRAM. O my Parolles, they have married me! |
| 3673 | I'll to the Tuscan wars, and never bed her. |
| 3674 | PAROLLES. France is a dog-hole, and it no mo... |
| 3675 | The tread of a man's foot. To th' wars! |
| 3676 | BERTRAM. There's letters from my mother; wha... |
| 3677 | not yet. |
| 3678 | PAROLLES. Ay, that would be known. To th' wa... |
| 3679 | wars! |
| 3680 | He wears his honour in a box unseen |
| 3681 | That hugs his kicky-wicky here at home, |
| 3682 | Spending his manly marrow in her arms, |
| 3683 | Which should sustain the bound and high cu... |
| 3684 | Of Mars's fiery steed. To other regions! |
| 3685 | France is a stable; we that dwell in't jades; |
| 3686 | Therefore, to th' war! |
| 3687 | BERTRAM. It shall be so; I'll send her to my... |
| 3688 | Acquaint my mother with my hate to her, |
| 3689 | And wherefore I am fled; write to the King |
| 3690 | That which I durst not speak. His present ... |
| 3691 | Shall furnish me to those Italian fields |
| 3692 | Where noble fellows strike. War is no strife |
| 3693 | To the dark house and the detested wife. |
| 3694 | PAROLLES. Will this capriccio hold in thee, ... |
| 3695 | BERTRAM. Go with me to my chamber and advise... |
| 3696 | I'll send her straight away. To-morrow |
| 3697 | I'll to the wars, she to her single sorrow. |
| 3698 | PAROLLES. Why, these balls bound; there's no... |
| 3699 | A young man married is a man that's marr'd. |
| 3700 | Therefore away, and leave her bravely; go. |
| 3701 | The King has done you wrong; but, hush, 't... |
| 3702 | ACT II. SCENE 4. |
| 3703 | Paris. The KING'S palace |
| 3704 | Enter HELENA and CLOWN |
| 3705 | HELENA. My mother greets me kindly; is she w... |
| 3706 | CLOWN. She is not well, but yet she has her ... |
| 3707 | merry, but yet she is not well. But thanks... |
| 3708 | well, and wants nothing i' th' world; but ... |
| 3709 | HELENA. If she be very well, what does she a... |
| 3710 | well? |
| 3711 | CLOWN. Truly, she's very well indeed, but fo... |
| 3712 | HELENA. What two things? |
| 3713 | CLOWN. One, that she's not in heaven, whithe... |
| 3714 | The other, that she's in earth, from whenc... |
| 3715 | Enter PAROLLES |
| 3716 | PAROLLES. Bless you, my fortunate lady! |
| 3717 | HELENA. I hope, sir, I have your good will t... |
| 3718 | fortunes. |
| 3719 | PAROLLES. You had my prayers to lead them on... |
| 3720 | have them still. O, my knave, how does my ... |
| 3721 | CLOWN. So that you had her wrinkles and I he... |
| 3722 | did as you say. |
| 3723 | PAROLLES. Why, I say nothing. |
| 3724 | CLOWN. Marry, you are the wiser man; for man... |
| 3725 | out his master's undoing. To say nothing, ... |
| 3726 | nothing, and to have nothing, is to be a g... |
| 3727 | title, which is within a very little of no... |
| 3728 | PAROLLES. Away! th'art a knave. |
| 3729 | CLOWN. You should have said, sir, 'Before a ... |
| 3730 | that's 'Before me th'art a knave.' This ha... |
| 3731 | PAROLLES. Go to, thou art a witty fool; I ha... |
| 3732 | CLOWN. Did you find me in yourself, sir, or ... |
| 3733 | me? The search, sir, was profitable; and m... |
| 3734 | in you, even to the world's pleasure and t... |
| 3735 | laughter. |
| 3736 | PAROLLES. A good knave, i' faith, and well fed. |
| 3737 | Madam, my lord will go away to-night: |
| 3738 | A very serious business calls on him. |
| 3739 | The great prerogative and rite of love, |
| 3740 | Which, as your due, time claims, he does a... |
| 3741 | But puts it off to a compell'd restraint; |
| 3742 | Whose want, and whose delay, is strew'd wi... |
| 3743 | Which they distil now in the curbed time, |
| 3744 | To make the coming hour o'erflow with joy |
| 3745 | And pleasure drown the brim. |
| 3746 | HELENA. What's his else? |
| 3747 | PAROLLES. That you will take your instant le... |
| 3748 | And make this haste as your own good proce... |
| 3749 | Strength'ned with what apology you think |
| 3750 | May make it probable need. |
| 3751 | HELENA. What more commands he? |
| 3752 | PAROLLES. That, having this obtain'd, you pr... |
| 3753 | Attend his further pleasure. |
| 3754 | HELENA. In everything I wait upon his will. |
| 3755 | PAROLLES. I shall report it so. |
| 3756 | HELENA. I pray you. ... |
| 3757 | Come, sirrah. ... |
| 3758 | ACT II. SCENE 5. |
| 3759 | Paris. The KING'S palace |
| 3760 | Enter LAFEU and BERTRAM |
| 3761 | LAFEU. But I hope your lordship thinks not h... |
| 3762 | BERTRAM. Yes, my lord, and of very valiant a... |
| 3763 | LAFEU. You have it from his own deliverance. |
| 3764 | BERTRAM. And by other warranted testimony. |
| 3765 | LAFEU. Then my dial goes not true; I took th... |
| 3766 | BERTRAM. I do assure you, my lord, he is ver... |
| 3767 | and accordingly valiant. |
| 3768 | LAFEU. I have then sinn'd against his experi... |
| 3769 | against his valour; and my state that way ... |
| 3770 | cannot yet find in my heart to repent. Her... |
| 3771 | make us friends; I will pursue the amity |
| 3772 | Enter PAROLLES |
| 3773 | PAROLLES. [To BERTRAM] These things shall ... |
| 3774 | LAFEU. Pray you, sir, who's his tailor? |
| 3775 | PAROLLES. Sir! |
| 3776 | LAFEU. O, I know him well. Ay, sir; he, sir,... |
| 3777 | very good tailor. |
| 3778 | BERTRAM. [Aside to PAROLLES] Is she gone t... |
| 3779 | PAROLLES. She is. |
| 3780 | BERTRAM. Will she away to-night? |
| 3781 | PAROLLES. As you'll have her. |
| 3782 | BERTRAM. I have writ my letters, casketed my... |
| 3783 | Given order for our horses; and to-night, |
| 3784 | When I should take possession of the bride, |
| 3785 | End ere I do begin. |
| 3786 | LAFEU. A good traveller is something at the ... |
| 3787 | but one that lies three-thirds and uses a ... |
| 3788 | thousand nothings with, should be once hea... |
| 3789 | God save you, Captain. |
| 3790 | BERTRAM. Is there any unkindness between my ... |
| 3791 | PAROLLES. I know not how I have deserved to ... |
| 3792 | displeasure. |
| 3793 | LAFEU. You have made shift to run into 't, b... |
| 3794 | like him that leapt into the custard; and ... |
| 3795 | again, rather than suffer question for you... |
| 3796 | BERTRAM. It may be you have mistaken him, my... |
| 3797 | LAFEU. And shall do so ever, though I took h... |
| 3798 | Fare you well, my lord; and believe this o... |
| 3799 | kernal in this light nut; the soul of this... |
| 3800 | trust him not in matter of heavy consequen... |
| 3801 | tame, and know their natures. Farewell, mo... |
| 3802 | better of you than you have or will to des... |
| 3803 | must do good against evil. ... |
| 3804 | PAROLLES. An idle lord, I swear. |
| 3805 | BERTRAM. I think so. |
| 3806 | PAROLLES. Why, do you not know him? |
| 3807 | BERTRAM. Yes, I do know him well; and common... |
| 3808 | Gives him a worthy pass. Here comes my clog. |
| 3809 | Enter HELENA |
| 3810 | HELENA. I have, sir, as I was commanded from... |
| 3811 | Spoke with the King, and have procur'd his... |
| 3812 | For present parting; only he desires |
| 3813 | Some private speech with you. |
| 3814 | BERTRAM. I shall obey his will. |
| 3815 | You must not marvel, Helen, at my course, |
| 3816 | Which holds not colour with the time, nor ... |
| 3817 | The ministration and required office |
| 3818 | On my particular. Prepar'd I was not |
| 3819 | For such a business; therefore am I found |
| 3820 | So much unsettled. This drives me to entre... |
| 3821 | That presently you take your way for home, |
| 3822 | And rather muse than ask why I entreat you; |
| 3823 | For my respects are better than they seem, |
| 3824 | And my appointments have in them a need |
| 3825 | Greater than shows itself at the first view |
| 3826 | To you that know them not. This to my mother. |
| 3827 | ... |
| 3828 | 'Twill be two days ere I shall see you; so |
| 3829 | I leave you to your wisdom. |
| 3830 | HELENA. Sir, I can nothing say |
| 3831 | But that I am your most obedient servant. |
| 3832 | BERTRAM. Come, come, no more of that. |
| 3833 | HELENA. And ever shall |
| 3834 | With true observance seek to eke out that |
| 3835 | Wherein toward me my homely stars have fail'd |
| 3836 | To equal my great fortune. |
| 3837 | BERTRAM. Let that go. |
| 3838 | My haste is very great. Farewell; hie home. |
| 3839 | HELENA. Pray, sir, your pardon. |
| 3840 | BERTRAM. Well, what would you say? |
| 3841 | HELENA. I am not worthy of the wealth I owe, |
| 3842 | Nor dare I say 'tis mine, and yet it is; |
| 3843 | But, like a timorous thief, most fain woul... |
| 3844 | What law does vouch mine own. |
| 3845 | BERTRAM. What would you have? |
| 3846 | HELENA. Something; and scarce so much; nothi... |
| 3847 | I would not tell you what I would, my lord. |
| 3848 | Faith, yes: |
| 3849 | Strangers and foes do sunder and not kiss. |
| 3850 | BERTRAM. I pray you, stay not, but in haste ... |
| 3851 | HELENA. I shall not break your bidding, good... |
| 3852 | BERTRAM. Where are my other men, monsieur? |
| 3853 | Farewell! ... |
| 3854 | Go thou toward home, where I will never come |
| 3855 | Whilst I can shake my sword or hear the drum. |
| 3856 | Away, and for our flight. |
| 3857 | PAROLLES. Bravely, coragio! ... |
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| 3866 | ACT III. SCENE 1. |
| 3867 | Florence. The DUKE's palace |
| 3868 | Flourish. Enter the DUKE OF FLORENCE, ... |
| 3869 | FRENCH LORDS, with a TROOP OF S... |
| 3870 | DUKE. So that, from point to point, now have... |
| 3871 | The fundamental reasons of this war; |
| 3872 | Whose great decision hath much blood let f... |
| 3873 | And more thirsts after. |
| 3874 | FIRST LORD. Holy seems the quarrel |
| 3875 | Upon your Grace's part; black and fearful |
| 3876 | On the opposer. |
| 3877 | DUKE. Therefore we marvel much our cousin Fr... |
| 3878 | Would in so just a business shut his bosom |
| 3879 | Against our borrowing prayers. |
| 3880 | SECOND LORD. Good my lord, |
| 3881 | The reasons of our state I cannot yield, |
| 3882 | But like a common and an outward man |
| 3883 | That the great figure of a council frames |
| 3884 | By self-unable motion; therefore dare not |
| 3885 | Say what I think of it, since I have found |
| 3886 | Myself in my incertain grounds to fail |
| 3887 | As often as I guess'd. |
| 3888 | DUKE. Be it his pleasure. |
| 3889 | FIRST LORD. But I am sure the younger of our... |
| 3890 | That surfeit on their ease, will day by day |
| 3891 | Come here for physic. |
| 3892 | DUKE. Welcome shall they be |
| 3893 | And all the honours that can fly from us |
| 3894 | Shall on them settle. You know your places... |
| 3895 | When better fall, for your avails they fell. |
| 3896 | To-morrow to th' field. Flourish. ... |
| 3897 | ACT III. SCENE 2. |
| 3898 | Rousillon. The COUNT'S palace |
| 3899 | Enter COUNTESS and CLOWN |
| 3900 | COUNTESS. It hath happen'd all as I would ha... |
| 3901 | comes not along with her. |
| 3902 | CLOWN. By my troth, I take my young lord to ... |
| 3903 | man. |
| 3904 | COUNTESS. By what observance, I pray you? |
| 3905 | CLOWN. Why, he will look upon his boot and s... |
| 3906 | sing; ask questions and sing; pick his tee... |
| 3907 | man that had this trick of melancholy sold... |
| 3908 | song. |
| 3909 | COUNTESS. Let me see what he writes, and whe... |
| 3910 | ... |
| 3911 | CLOWN. I have no mind to Isbel since I was a... |
| 3912 | and our Isbels o' th' country are nothing ... |
| 3913 | your Isbels o' th' court. The brains of my... |
| 3914 | and I begin to love, as an old man loves m... |
| 3915 | COUNTESS. What have we here? |
| 3916 | CLOWN. E'en that you have there. ... |
| 3917 | COUNTESS. [Reads] 'I have sent you a daugh... |
| 3918 | recovered the King and undone me. I have w... |
| 3919 | her; and sworn to make the "not" eternal. ... |
| 3920 | away; know it before the report come. If t... |
| 3921 | in the world, I will hold a long distance.... |
| 3922 | You... |
| 3923 | ... |
| 3924 | This is not well, rash and unbridled boy, |
| 3925 | To fly the favours of so good a king, |
| 3926 | To pluck his indignation on thy head |
| 3927 | By the misprizing of a maid too virtuous |
| 3928 | For the contempt of empire. |
| 3929 | Re-enter CLOWN |
| 3930 | CLOWN. O madam, yonder is heavy news within ... |
| 3931 | and my young lady. |
| 3932 | COUNTESS. What is the -matter? |
| 3933 | CLOWN. Nay, there is some comfort in the new... |
| 3934 | son will not be kill'd so soon as I though... |
| 3935 | COUNTESS. Why should he be kill'd? |
| 3936 | CLOWN. So say I, madam, if he run away, as I... |
| 3937 | danger is in standing to 't; that's the lo... |
| 3938 | the getting of children. Here they come wi... |
| 3939 | part, I only hear your son was run away. ... |
| 3940 | Enter HELENA and the two FRENCH ... |
| 3941 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Save you, good madam. |
| 3942 | HELENA. Madam, my lord is gone, for ever gone. |
| 3943 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Do not say so. |
| 3944 | COUNTESS. Think upon patience. Pray you, gen... |
| 3945 | I have felt so many quirks of joy and grief |
| 3946 | That the first face of neither, on the start, |
| 3947 | Can woman me unto 't. Where is my son, I p... |
| 3948 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Madam, he's gone to serve t... |
| 3949 | We met him thitherward; for thence we came, |
| 3950 | And, after some dispatch in hand at court, |
| 3951 | Thither we bend again. |
| 3952 | HELENA. Look on this letter, madam; here's m... |
| 3953 | [Reads] 'When thou canst get the ring upo... |
| 3954 | never shall come off, and show me a child ... |
| 3955 | that I am father to, then call me husband;... |
| 3956 | write a "never." |
| 3957 | This is a dreadful sentence. |
| 3958 | COUNTESS. Brought you this letter, gentlemen? |
| 3959 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Ay, madam; |
| 3960 | And for the contents' sake are sorry for o... |
| 3961 | COUNTESS. I prithee, lady, have a better cheer; |
| 3962 | If thou engrossest all the griefs are thine, |
| 3963 | Thou robb'st me of a moiety. He was my son; |
| 3964 | But I do wash his name out of my blood, |
| 3965 | And thou art all my child. Towards Florenc... |
| 3966 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Ay, madam. |
| 3967 | COUNTESS. And to be a soldier? |
| 3968 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Such is his noble purpose; ... |
| 3969 | The Duke will lay upon him all the honour |
| 3970 | That good convenience claims. |
| 3971 | COUNTESS. Return you thither? |
| 3972 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Ay, madam, with the swifte... |
| 3973 | HELENA. [Reads] 'Till I have no wife, I ha... |
| 3974 | 'Tis bitter. |
| 3975 | COUNTESS. Find you that there? |
| 3976 | HELENA. Ay, madam. |
| 3977 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. 'Tis but the boldness of h... |
| 3978 | his heart was not consenting to. |
| 3979 | COUNTESS. Nothing in France until he have no... |
| 3980 | There's nothing here that is too good for him |
| 3981 | But only she; and she deserves a lord |
| 3982 | That twenty such rude boys might tend upon, |
| 3983 | And call her hourly mistress. Who was with... |
| 3984 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. A servant only, and a gent... |
| 3985 | Which I have sometime known. |
| 3986 | COUNTESS. Parolles, was it not? |
| 3987 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Ay, my good lady, he. |
| 3988 | COUNTESS. A very tainted fellow, and full of... |
| 3989 | My son corrupts a well-derived nature |
| 3990 | With his inducement. |
| 3991 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Indeed, good lady, |
| 3992 | The fellow has a deal of that too much |
| 3993 | Which holds him much to have. |
| 3994 | COUNTESS. Y'are welcome, gentlemen. |
| 3995 | I will entreat you, when you see my son, |
| 3996 | To tell him that his sword can never win |
| 3997 | The honour that he loses. More I'll entrea... |
| 3998 | Written to bear along. |
| 3999 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. We serve you, madam, |
| 4000 | In that and all your worthiest affairs. |
| 4001 | COUNTESS. Not so, but as we change our court... |
| 4002 | Will you draw near? Exeunt COUN... |
| 4003 | HELENA. 'Till I have no wife, I have nothing... |
| 4004 | Nothing in France until he has no wife! |
| 4005 | Thou shalt have none, Rousillon, none in F... |
| 4006 | Then hast thou all again. Poor lord! is't |
| 4007 | That chase thee from thy country, and expose |
| 4008 | Those tender limbs of thine to the event |
| 4009 | Of the non-sparing war? And is it I |
| 4010 | That drive thee from the sportive court, w... |
| 4011 | Wast shot at with fair eyes, to be the mark |
| 4012 | Of smoky muskets? O you leaden messengers, |
| 4013 | That ride upon the violent speed of fire, |
| 4014 | Fly with false aim; move the still-piecing... |
| 4015 | That sings with piercing; do not touch my ... |
| 4016 | Whoever shoots at him, I set him there; |
| 4017 | Whoever charges on his forward breast, |
| 4018 | I am the caitiff that do hold him to't; |
| 4019 | And though I kill him not, I am the cause |
| 4020 | His death was so effected. Better 'twere |
| 4021 | I met the ravin lion when he roar'd |
| 4022 | With sharp constraint of hunger; better 't... |
| 4023 | That all the miseries which nature owes |
| 4024 | Were mine at once. No; come thou home, Rou... |
| 4025 | Whence honour but of danger wins a scar, |
| 4026 | As oft it loses all. I will be gone. |
| 4027 | My being here it is that holds thee hence. |
| 4028 | Shall I stay here to do 't? No, no, although |
| 4029 | The air of paradise did fan the house, |
| 4030 | And angels offic'd all. I will be gone, |
| 4031 | That pitiful rumour may report my flight |
| 4032 | To consolate thine ear. Come, night; end, ... |
| 4033 | For with the dark, poor thief, I'll steal ... |
| 4034 | ACT III. SCENE 3. |
| 4035 | Florence. Before the DUKE's palace |
| 4036 | Flourish. Enter the DUKE OF FLORENCE, BERTRAM,... |
| 4037 | drum and trumpets |
| 4038 | DUKE. The General of our Horse thou art; and... |
| 4039 | Great in our hope, lay our best love and c... |
| 4040 | Upon thy promising fortune. |
| 4041 | BERTRAM. Sir, it is |
| 4042 | A charge too heavy for my strength; but yet |
| 4043 | We'll strive to bear it for your worthy sake |
| 4044 | To th' extreme edge of hazard. |
| 4045 | DUKE. Then go thou forth; |
| 4046 | And Fortune play upon thy prosperous helm, |
| 4047 | As thy auspicious mistress! |
| 4048 | BERTRAM. This very day, |
| 4049 | Great Mars, I put myself into thy file; |
| 4050 | Make me but like my thoughts, and I shall ... |
| 4051 | A lover of thy drum, hater of love. ... |
| 4052 | ACT III. SCENE 4. |
| 4053 | Rousillon. The COUNT'S palace |
| 4054 | Enter COUNTESS and STEWARD |
| 4055 | COUNTESS. Alas! and would you take the lette... |
| 4056 | Might you not know she would do as she has... |
| 4057 | By sending me a letter? Read it again. |
| 4058 | STEWARD. [Reads] 'I am Saint Jaques' pilgr... |
| 4059 | Ambitious love hath so in me offended |
| 4060 | That barefoot plod I the cold ground upon, |
| 4061 | With sainted vow my faults to have amended. |
| 4062 | Write, write, that from the bloody course ... |
| 4063 | My dearest master, your dear son, may hie. |
| 4064 | Bless him at home in peace, whilst I from far |
| 4065 | His name with zealous fervour sanctify. |
| 4066 | His taken labours bid him me forgive; |
| 4067 | I, his despiteful Juno, sent him forth |
| 4068 | From courtly friends, with camping foes to... |
| 4069 | Where death and danger dogs the heels of w... |
| 4070 | He is too good and fair for death and me; |
| 4071 | Whom I myself embrace to set him free.' |
| 4072 | COUNTESS. Ah, what sharp stings are in her m... |
| 4073 | Rinaldo, you did never lack advice so much |
| 4074 | As letting her pass so; had I spoke with her, |
| 4075 | I could have well diverted her intents, |
| 4076 | Which thus she hath prevented. |
| 4077 | STEWARD. Pardon me, madam; |
| 4078 | If I had given you this at over-night, |
| 4079 | She might have been o'er ta'en; and yet sh... |
| 4080 | Pursuit would be but vain. |
| 4081 | COUNTESS. What angel shall |
| 4082 | Bless this unworthy husband? He cannot thr... |
| 4083 | Unless her prayers, whom heaven delights t... |
| 4084 | And loves to grant, reprieve him from the ... |
| 4085 | Of greatest justice. Write, write, Rinaldo, |
| 4086 | To this unworthy husband of his wife; |
| 4087 | Let every word weigh heavy of her worth |
| 4088 | That he does weigh too light. My greatest ... |
| 4089 | Though little he do feel it, set down shar... |
| 4090 | Dispatch the most convenient messenger. |
| 4091 | When haply he shall hear that she is gone |
| 4092 | He will return; and hope I may that she, |
| 4093 | Hearing so much, will speed her foot again, |
| 4094 | Led hither by pure love. Which of them both |
| 4095 | Is dearest to me I have no skill in sense |
| 4096 | To make distinction. Provide this messenger. |
| 4097 | My heart is heavy, and mine age is weak; |
| 4098 | Grief would have tears, and sorrow bids me... |
| 4099 | ACT III. SCENE 5. |
| 4100 | Without the walls of Florence |
| 4101 | A tucket afar off. Enter an old WIDOW OF FLORE... |
| 4102 | VIOLENTA, and MARIANA, with other CITIZENS |
| 4103 | WIDOW. Nay, come; for if they do approach th... |
| 4104 | all the sight. |
| 4105 | DIANA. They say the French count has done mo... |
| 4106 | WIDOW. It is reported that he has taken thei... |
| 4107 | and that with his own hand he slew the Duk... |
| 4108 | We have lost our labour; they are gone a c... |
| 4109 | may know by their trumpets. |
| 4110 | MARIANA. Come, let's return again, and suffi... |
| 4111 | report of it. Well, Diana, take heed of th... |
| 4112 | honour of a maid is her name, and no legac... |
| 4113 | honesty. |
| 4114 | WIDOW. I have told my neighbour how you have... |
| 4115 | gentleman his companion. |
| 4116 | MARIANA. I know that knave, hang him! one Pa... |
| 4117 | officer he is in those suggestions for the... |
| 4118 | them, Diana: their promises, enticements, ... |
| 4119 | these engines of lust, are not the things ... |
| 4120 | maid hath been seduced by them; and the mi... |
| 4121 | so terrible shows in the wreck of maidenho... |
| 4122 | dissuade succession, but that they are lim... |
| 4123 | threatens them. I hope I need not to advis... |
| 4124 | hope your own grace will keep you where yo... |
| 4125 | were no further danger known but the modes... |
| 4126 | DIANA. You shall not need to fear me. |
| 4127 | Enter HELENA in the dress of a pil... |
| 4128 | WIDOW. I hope so. Look, here comes a pilgrim... |
| 4129 | at my house: thither they send one another... |
| 4130 | God save you, pilgrim! Whither are bound? |
| 4131 | HELENA. To Saint Jaques le Grand. |
| 4132 | Where do the palmers lodge, I do beseech you? |
| 4133 | WIDOW. At the Saint Francis here, beside the... |
| 4134 | HELENA. Is this the way? |
| 4135 | ... |
| 4136 | WIDOW. Ay, marry, is't. Hark you! They come ... |
| 4137 | If you will tarry, holy pilgrim, |
| 4138 | But till the troops come by, |
| 4139 | I will conduct you where you shall be lodg'd; |
| 4140 | The rather for I think I know your hostess |
| 4141 | As ample as myself. |
| 4142 | HELENA. Is it yourself? |
| 4143 | WIDOW. If you shall please so, pilgrim. |
| 4144 | HELENA. I thank you, and will stay upon your... |
| 4145 | WIDOW. You came, I think, from France? |
| 4146 | HELENA. I did so. |
| 4147 | WIDOW. Here you shall see a countryman of yours |
| 4148 | That has done worthy service. |
| 4149 | HELENA. His name, I pray you. |
| 4150 | DIANA. The Count Rousillon. Know you such a ... |
| 4151 | HELENA. But by the ear, that hears most nobl... |
| 4152 | His face I know not. |
| 4153 | DIANA. What some'er he is, |
| 4154 | He's bravely taken here. He stole from Fra... |
| 4155 | As 'tis reported, for the King had married... |
| 4156 | Against his liking. Think you it is so? |
| 4157 | HELENA. Ay, surely, mere the truth; I know h... |
| 4158 | DIANA. There is a gentleman that serves the ... |
| 4159 | Reports but coarsely of her. |
| 4160 | HELENA. What's his name? |
| 4161 | DIANA. Monsieur Parolles. |
| 4162 | HELENA. O, I believe with him, |
| 4163 | In argument of praise, or to the worth |
| 4164 | Of the great Count himself, she is too mean |
| 4165 | To have her name repeated; all her deserving |
| 4166 | Is a reserved honesty, and that |
| 4167 | I have not heard examin'd. |
| 4168 | DIANA. Alas, poor lady! |
| 4169 | 'Tis a hard bondage to become the wife |
| 4170 | Of a detesting lord. |
| 4171 | WIDOW. I sweet, good creature, wheresoe'er s... |
| 4172 | Her heart weighs sadly. This young maid mi... |
| 4173 | A shrewd turn, if she pleas'd. |
| 4174 | HELENA. How do you mean? |
| 4175 | May be the amorous Count solicits her |
| 4176 | In the unlawful purpose. |
| 4177 | WIDOW. He does, indeed; |
| 4178 | And brokes with all that can in such a suit |
| 4179 | Corrupt the tender honour of a maid; |
| 4180 | But she is arm'd for him, and keeps her guard |
| 4181 | In honestest defence. |
| 4182 | Enter, with drum and colours, BERTRAM, PAR... |
| 4183 | whole ARMY |
| 4184 | MARIANA. The gods forbid else! |
| 4185 | WIDOW. So, now they come. |
| 4186 | That is Antonio, the Duke's eldest son; |
| 4187 | That, Escalus. |
| 4188 | HELENA. Which is the Frenchman? |
| 4189 | DIANA. He- |
| 4190 | That with the plume; 'tis a most gallant f... |
| 4191 | I would he lov'd his wife; if he were hone... |
| 4192 | He were much goodlier. Is't not a handsome... |
| 4193 | HELENA. I like him well. |
| 4194 | DIANA. 'Tis pity he is not honest. Yond's th... |
| 4195 | That leads him to these places; were I his... |
| 4196 | I would poison that vile rascal. |
| 4197 | HELENA. Which is he? |
| 4198 | DIANA. That jack-an-apes with scarfs. Why is... |
| 4199 | HELENA. Perchance he's hurt i' th' battle. |
| 4200 | PAROLLES. Lose our drum! well. |
| 4201 | MARIANA. He's shrewdly vex'd at something. |
| 4202 | Look, he has spied us. |
| 4203 | WIDOW. Marry, hang you! |
| 4204 | MARIANA. And your courtesy, for a ring-carrier! |
| 4205 | Exeunt BERTRAM, ... |
| 4206 | WIDOW. The troop is past. Come, pilgrim, I w... |
| 4207 | Where you shall host. Of enjoin'd penitents |
| 4208 | There's four or five, to great Saint Jaque... |
| 4209 | Already at my house. |
| 4210 | HELENA. I humbly thank you. |
| 4211 | Please it this matron and this gentle maid |
| 4212 | To eat with us to-night; the charge and th... |
| 4213 | Shall be for me, and, to requite you furth... |
| 4214 | I will bestow some precepts of this virgin, |
| 4215 | Worthy the note. |
| 4216 | BOTH. We'll take your offer kindly. ... |
| 4217 | ACT III. SCENE 6. |
| 4218 | Camp before Florence |
| 4219 | Enter BERTRAM, and the two FRENCH LORDS |
| 4220 | SECOND LORD. Nay, good my lord, put him to't... |
| 4221 | FIRST LORD. If your lordship find him not a ... |
| 4222 | in your respect. |
| 4223 | SECOND LORD. On my life, my lord, a bubble. |
| 4224 | BERTRAM. Do you think I am so far deceived i... |
| 4225 | SECOND LORD. Believe it, my lord, in mine ow... |
| 4226 | without any malice, but to speak of him as... |
| 4227 | most notable coward, an infinite and endle... |
| 4228 | promise-breaker, the owner of no one good ... |
| 4229 | lordship's entertainment. |
| 4230 | FIRST LORD. It were fit you knew him; lest, ... |
| 4231 | virtue, which he hath not, he might at som... |
| 4232 | business in a main danger fail you. |
| 4233 | BERTRAM. I would I knew in what particular a... |
| 4234 | FIRST LORD. None better than to let him fetc... |
| 4235 | you hear him so confidently undertake to do. |
| 4236 | SECOND LORD. I with a troop of Florentines w... |
| 4237 | him; such I will have whom I am sure he kn... |
| 4238 | We will bind and hoodwink him so that he s... |
| 4239 | but that he is carried into the leaguer of... |
| 4240 | we bring him to our own tents. Be but your... |
| 4241 | his examination; if he do not, for the pro... |
| 4242 | the highest compulsion of base fear, offer... |
| 4243 | deliver all the intelligence in his power ... |
| 4244 | with the divine forfeit of his soul upon o... |
| 4245 | judgment in anything. |
| 4246 | FIRST LORD. O, for the love of laughter, let... |
| 4247 | says he has a stratagem for't. When your l... |
| 4248 | of his success in't, and to what metal thi... |
| 4249 | ore will be melted, if you give him not Jo... |
| 4250 | entertainment, your inclining cannot be re... |
| 4251 | Enter PAROLLES |
| 4252 | SECOND LORD. O, for the love of laughter, hi... |
| 4253 | his design; let him fetch off his drum in ... |
| 4254 | BERTRAM. How now, monsieur! This drum sticks... |
| 4255 | disposition. |
| 4256 | FIRST LORD. A pox on 't; let it go; 'tis but... |
| 4257 | PAROLLES. But a drum! Is't but a drum? A dru... |
| 4258 | excellent command: to charge in with our h... |
| 4259 | wings, and to rend our own soldiers! |
| 4260 | FIRST LORD. That was not to be blam'd in the... |
| 4261 | service; it was a disaster of war that Cae... |
| 4262 | have prevented, if he had been there to co... |
| 4263 | BERTRAM. Well, we cannot greatly condemn our... |
| 4264 | Some dishonour we had in the loss of that ... |
| 4265 | be recovered. |
| 4266 | PAROLLES. It might have been recovered. |
| 4267 | BERTRAM. It might, but it is not now. |
| 4268 | PAROLLES. It is to be recovered. But that th... |
| 4269 | seldom attributed to the true and exact pe... |
| 4270 | that drum or another, or 'hic jacet.' |
| 4271 | BERTRAM. Why, if you have a stomach, to't, m... |
| 4272 | your mystery in stratagem can bring this i... |
| 4273 | again into his native quarter, be magnanim... |
| 4274 | and go on; I will grace the attempt for a ... |
| 4275 | speed well in it, the Duke shall both spea... |
| 4276 | you what further becomes his greatness, ev... |
| 4277 | syllable of our worthiness. |
| 4278 | PAROLLES. By the hand of a soldier, I will u... |
| 4279 | BERTRAM. But you must not now slumber in it. |
| 4280 | PAROLLES. I'll about it this evening; and I ... |
| 4281 | down my dilemmas, encourage myself in my c... |
| 4282 | into my mortal preparation; and by midnigh... |
| 4283 | from me. |
| 4284 | BERTRAM. May I be bold to acquaint his Grace... |
| 4285 | PAROLLES. I know not what the success will b... |
| 4286 | attempt I vow. |
| 4287 | BERTRAM. I know th' art valiant; and, to the... |
| 4288 | will subscribe for thee. Farewell. |
| 4289 | PAROLLES. I love not many words. ... |
| 4290 | SECOND LORD. No more than a fish loves water... |
| 4291 | fellow, my lord, that so confidently seems... |
| 4292 | business, which he knows is not to be done... |
| 4293 | and dares better be damn'd than to do 't. |
| 4294 | FIRST LORD. You do not know him, my lord, as... |
| 4295 | that he will steal himself into a man's fa... |
| 4296 | escape a great deal of discoveries; but wh... |
| 4297 | you have him ever after. |
| 4298 | BERTRAM. Why, do you think he will make no d... |
| 4299 | so seriously he does address himself unto? |
| 4300 | SECOND LORD. None in the world; but return w... |
| 4301 | clap upon you two or three probable lies. ... |
| 4302 | emboss'd him. You shall see his fall to-ni... |
| 4303 | not for your lordship's respect. |
| 4304 | FIRST LORD. We'll make you some sport with t... |
| 4305 | He was first smok'd by the old Lord Lafeu.... |
| 4306 | he is parted, tell me what a sprat you sha... |
| 4307 | shall see this very night. |
| 4308 | SECOND LORD. I must go look my twigs; he sha... |
| 4309 | BERTRAM. Your brother, he shall go along wit... |
| 4310 | SECOND LORD. As't please your lordship. I'll... |
| 4311 | BERTRAM. Now will I lead you to the house, a... |
| 4312 | The lass I spoke of. |
| 4313 | FIRST LORD. But you say she's honest. |
| 4314 | BERTRAM. That's all the fault. I spoke with ... |
| 4315 | And found her wondrous cold; but I sent to... |
| 4316 | By this same coxcomb that we have i' th' w... |
| 4317 | Tokens and letters which she did re-send; |
| 4318 | And this is all I have done. She's a fair ... |
| 4319 | Will you go see her? |
| 4320 | FIRST LORD. With all my heart, my lord. ... |
| 4321 | ACT III. SCENE 7. |
| 4322 | Florence. The WIDOW'S house |
| 4323 | Enter HELENA and WIDOW |
| 4324 | HELENA. If you misdoubt me that I am not she, |
| 4325 | I know not how I shall assure you further |
| 4326 | But I shall lose the grounds I work upon. |
| 4327 | WIDOW. Though my estate be fall'n, I was wel... |
| 4328 | Nothing acquainted with these businesses; |
| 4329 | And would not put my reputation now |
| 4330 | In any staining act. |
| 4331 | HELENA. Nor would I wish you. |
| 4332 | FIRST give me trust the Count he is my husband, |
| 4333 | And what to your sworn counsel I have spoken |
| 4334 | Is so from word to word; and then you cannot, |
| 4335 | By the good aid that I of you shall borrow, |
| 4336 | Err in bestowing it. |
| 4337 | WIDOW. I should believe you; |
| 4338 | For you have show'd me that which well app... |
| 4339 | Y'are great in fortune. |
| 4340 | HELENA. Take this purse of gold, |
| 4341 | And let me buy your friendly help thus far, |
| 4342 | Which I will over-pay and pay again |
| 4343 | When I have found it. The Count he woos yo... |
| 4344 | Lays down his wanton siege before her beauty, |
| 4345 | Resolv'd to carry her. Let her in fine con... |
| 4346 | As we'll direct her how 'tis best to bear it. |
| 4347 | Now his important blood will nought deny |
| 4348 | That she'll demand. A ring the County wears |
| 4349 | That downward hath succeeded in his house |
| 4350 | From son to son some four or five descents |
| 4351 | Since the first father wore it. This ring ... |
| 4352 | In most rich choice; yet, in his idle fire, |
| 4353 | To buy his will, it would not seem too dear, |
| 4354 | Howe'er repented after. |
| 4355 | WIDOW. Now I see |
| 4356 | The bottom of your purpose. |
| 4357 | HELENA. You see it lawful then. It is no more |
| 4358 | But that your daughter, ere she seems as won, |
| 4359 | Desires this ring; appoints him an encounter; |
| 4360 | In fine, delivers me to fill the time, |
| 4361 | Herself most chastely absent. After this, |
| 4362 | To marry her, I'll add three thousand crowns |
| 4363 | To what is pass'd already. |
| 4364 | WIDOW. I have yielded. |
| 4365 | Instruct my daughter how she shall persever, |
| 4366 | That time and place with this deceit so la... |
| 4367 | May prove coherent. Every night he comes |
| 4368 | With musics of all sorts, and songs compos'd |
| 4369 | To her unworthiness. It nothing steads us |
| 4370 | To chide him from our eaves, for he persists |
| 4371 | As if his life lay on 't. |
| 4372 | HELENA. Why then to-night |
| 4373 | Let us assay our plot; which, if it speed, |
| 4374 | Is wicked meaning in a lawful deed, |
| 4375 | And lawful meaning in a lawful act; |
| 4376 | Where both not sin, and yet a sinful fact. |
| 4377 | But let's about it. ... |
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| 4386 | ACT IV. SCENE 1. |
| 4387 | Without the Florentine camp |
| 4388 | Enter SECOND FRENCH LORD with five or six othe... |
| 4389 | SECOND LORD. He can come no other way but by... |
| 4390 | When you sally upon him, speak what terrib... |
| 4391 | though you understand it not yourselves, n... |
| 4392 | not seem to understand him, unless some on... |
| 4393 | must produce for an interpreter. |
| 4394 | FIRST SOLDIER. Good captain, let me be th' i... |
| 4395 | SECOND LORD. Art not acquainted with him? Kn... |
| 4396 | FIRST SOLDIER. No, sir, I warrant you. |
| 4397 | SECOND LORD. But what linsey-woolsey has tho... |
| 4398 | FIRST SOLDIER. E'en such as you speak to me. |
| 4399 | SECOND LORD. He must think us some band of s... |
| 4400 | adversary's entertainment. Now he hath a s... |
| 4401 | neighbouring languages, therefore we must ... |
| 4402 | his own fancy; not to know what we speak o... |
| 4403 | seem to know, is to know straight our purp... |
| 4404 | gabble enough, and good enough. As for you... |
| 4405 | seem very politic. But couch, ho! here he ... |
| 4406 | hours in a sleep, and then to return and s... |
| 4407 | Enter PAROLLES |
| 4408 | PAROLLES. Ten o'clock. Within these three ho... |
| 4409 | enough to go home. What shall I say I have... |
| 4410 | very plausive invention that carries it. T... |
| 4411 | and disgraces have of late knock'd to ofte... |
| 4412 | tongue is too foolhardy; but my heart hath... |
| 4413 | before it, and of his creatures, not darin... |
| 4414 | tongue. |
| 4415 | SECOND LORD. This is the first truth that e'... |
| 4416 | guilty of. |
| 4417 | PAROLLES. What the devil should move me to u... |
| 4418 | of this drum, being not ignorant of the im... |
| 4419 | knowing I had no such purpose? I must give... |
| 4420 | say I got them in exploit. Yet slight ones... |
| 4421 | They will say 'Came you off with so little... |
| 4422 | dare not give. Wherefore, what's the insta... |
| 4423 | you into a butterwoman's mouth, and buy my... |
| 4424 | Bajazet's mule, if you prattle me into the... |
| 4425 | SECOND LORD. Is it possible he should know w... |
| 4426 | he is? |
| 4427 | PAROLLES. I would the cutting of my garments... |
| 4428 | or the breaking of my Spanish sword. |
| 4429 | SECOND LORD. We cannot afford you so. |
| 4430 | PAROLLES. Or the baring of my beard; and to ... |
| 4431 | stratagem. |
| 4432 | SECOND LORD. 'Twould not do. |
| 4433 | PAROLLES. Or to drown my clothes, and say I ... |
| 4434 | SECOND LORD. Hardly serve. |
| 4435 | PAROLLES. Though I swore I leap'd from the w... |
| 4436 | SECOND LORD. How deep? |
| 4437 | PAROLLES. Thirty fathom. |
| 4438 | SECOND LORD. Three great oaths would scarce ... |
| 4439 | PAROLLES. I would I had any drum of the enem... |
| 4440 | recover'd it. |
| 4441 | SECOND LORD. You shall hear one anon. ... |
| 4442 | PAROLLES. A drum now of the enemy's! |
| 4443 | SECOND LORD. Throca movousus, cargo, cargo, ... |
| 4444 | ALL. Cargo, cargo, cargo, villianda par corb... |
| 4445 | PAROLLES. O, ransom, ransom! Do not hide min... |
| 4446 | [T... |
| 4447 | FIRST SOLDIER. Boskos thromuldo boskos. |
| 4448 | PAROLLES. I know you are the Muskos' regiment, |
| 4449 | And I shall lose my life for want of langu... |
| 4450 | If there be here German, or Dane, Low Dutch, |
| 4451 | Italian, or French, let him speak to me; |
| 4452 | I'll discover that which shall undo the Fl... |
| 4453 | FIRST SOLDIER. Boskos vauvado. I understand ... |
| 4454 | tongue. Kerely-bonto, sir, betake thee to ... |
| 4455 | seventeen poniards are at thy bosom. |
| 4456 | PAROLLES. O! |
| 4457 | FIRST SOLDIER. O, pray, pray, pray! Manka re... |
| 4458 | SECOND LORD. Oscorbidulchos volivorco. |
| 4459 | FIRST SOLDIER. The General is content to spa... |
| 4460 | And, hoodwink'd as thou art, will lead the... |
| 4461 | To gather from thee. Haply thou mayst inform |
| 4462 | Something to save thy life. |
| 4463 | PAROLLES. O, let me live, |
| 4464 | And all the secrets of our camp I'll show, |
| 4465 | Their force, their purposes. Nay, I'll spe... |
| 4466 | Which you will wonder at. |
| 4467 | FIRST SOLDIER. But wilt thou faithfully? |
| 4468 | PAROLLES. If I do not, damn me. |
| 4469 | FIRST SOLDIER. Acordo linta. |
| 4470 | Come on; thou art granted space. |
| 4471 | Exit, PAROLLES guarded. A s... |
| 4472 | SECOND LORD. Go, tell the Count Rousillon an... |
| 4473 | We have caught the woodcock, and will keep... |
| 4474 | Till we do hear from them. |
| 4475 | SECOND SOLDIER. Captain, I will. |
| 4476 | SECOND LORD. 'A will betray us all unto ours... |
| 4477 | Inform on that. |
| 4478 | SECOND SOLDIER. So I will, sir. |
| 4479 | SECOND LORD. Till then I'll keep him dark an... |
| 4480 | ... |
| 4481 | ACT IV. SCENE 2. |
| 4482 | Florence. The WIDOW'S house |
| 4483 | Enter BERTRAM and DIANA |
| 4484 | BERTRAM. They told me that your name was Fon... |
| 4485 | DIANA. No, my good lord, Diana. |
| 4486 | BERTRAM. Titled goddess; |
| 4487 | And worth it, with addition! But, fair soul, |
| 4488 | In your fine frame hath love no quality? |
| 4489 | If the quick fire of youth light not your ... |
| 4490 | You are no maiden, but a monument; |
| 4491 | When you are dead, you should be such a one |
| 4492 | As you are now, for you are cold and stern; |
| 4493 | And now you should be as your mother was |
| 4494 | When your sweet self was got. |
| 4495 | DIANA. She then was honest. |
| 4496 | BERTRAM. So should you be. |
| 4497 | DIANA. No. |
| 4498 | My mother did but duty; such, my lord, |
| 4499 | As you owe to your wife. |
| 4500 | BERTRAM. No more o'that! |
| 4501 | I prithee do not strive against my vows. |
| 4502 | I was compell'd to her; but I love the |
| 4503 | By love's own sweet constraint, and will f... |
| 4504 | Do thee all rights of service. |
| 4505 | DIANA. Ay, so you serve us |
| 4506 | Till we serve you; but when you have our r... |
| 4507 | You barely leave our thorns to prick ourse... |
| 4508 | And mock us with our bareness. |
| 4509 | BERTRAM. How have I sworn! |
| 4510 | DIANA. 'Tis not the many oaths that makes th... |
| 4511 | But the plain single vow that is vow'd true. |
| 4512 | What is not holy, that we swear not by, |
| 4513 | But take the High'st to witness. Then, pra... |
| 4514 | If I should swear by Jove's great attributes |
| 4515 | I lov'd you dearly, would you believe my o... |
| 4516 | When I did love you ill? This has no holding, |
| 4517 | To swear by him whom I protest to love |
| 4518 | That I will work against him. Therefore yo... |
| 4519 | Are words and poor conditions, but unseal'd- |
| 4520 | At least in my opinion. |
| 4521 | BERTRAM. Change it, change it; |
| 4522 | Be not so holy-cruel. Love is holy; |
| 4523 | And my integrity ne'er knew the crafts |
| 4524 | That you do charge men with. Stand no more... |
| 4525 | But give thyself unto my sick desires, |
| 4526 | Who then recovers. Say thou art mine, and ... |
| 4527 | My love as it begins shall so persever. |
| 4528 | DIANA. I see that men make ropes in such a s... |
| 4529 | That we'll forsake ourselves. Give me that... |
| 4530 | BERTRAM. I'll lend it thee, my dear, but hav... |
| 4531 | To give it from me. |
| 4532 | DIANA. Will you not, my lord? |
| 4533 | BERTRAM. It is an honour 'longing to our house, |
| 4534 | Bequeathed down from many ancestors; |
| 4535 | Which were the greatest obloquy i' th' world |
| 4536 | In me to lose. |
| 4537 | DIANA. Mine honour's such a ring: |
| 4538 | My chastity's the jewel of our house, |
| 4539 | Bequeathed down from many ancestors; |
| 4540 | Which were the greatest obloquy i' th' wor... |
| 4541 | In me to lose. Thus your own proper wisdom |
| 4542 | Brings in the champion Honour on my part |
| 4543 | Against your vain assault. |
| 4544 | BERTRAM. Here, take my ring; |
| 4545 | My house, mine honour, yea, my life, be th... |
| 4546 | And I'll be bid by thee. |
| 4547 | DIANA. When midnight comes, knock at my cham... |
| 4548 | I'll order take my mother shall not hear. |
| 4549 | Now will I charge you in the band of truth, |
| 4550 | When you have conquer'd my yet maiden bed, |
| 4551 | Remain there but an hour, nor speak to me: |
| 4552 | My reasons are most strong; and you shall ... |
| 4553 | When back again this ring shall be deliver'd. |
| 4554 | And on your finger in the night I'll put |
| 4555 | Another ring, that what in time proceeds |
| 4556 | May token to the future our past deeds. |
| 4557 | Adieu till then; then fail not. You have won |
| 4558 | A wife of me, though there my hope be done. |
| 4559 | BERTRAM. A heaven on earth I have won by woo... |
| 4560 | Exit |
| 4561 | DIANA. For which live long to thank both hea... |
| 4562 | You may so in the end. |
| 4563 | My mother told me just how he would woo, |
| 4564 | As if she sat in's heart; she says all men |
| 4565 | Have the like oaths. He had sworn to marry me |
| 4566 | When his wife's dead; therefore I'll lie w... |
| 4567 | When I am buried. Since Frenchmen are so b... |
| 4568 | Marry that will, I live and die a maid. |
| 4569 | Only, in this disguise, I think't no sin |
| 4570 | To cozen him that would unjustly win. ... |
| 4571 | ACT IV. SCENE 3. |
| 4572 | The Florentine camp |
| 4573 | Enter the two FRENCH LORDS, and two or three S... |
| 4574 | SECOND LORD. You have not given him his moth... |
| 4575 | FIRST LORD. I have deliv'red it an hour sinc... |
| 4576 | in't that stings his nature; for on the re... |
| 4577 | almost into another man. |
| 4578 | SECOND LORD. He has much worthy blame laid u... |
| 4579 | so good a wife and so sweet a lady. |
| 4580 | FIRST LORD. Especially he hath incurred the ... |
| 4581 | of the King, who had even tun'd his bounty... |
| 4582 | him. I will tell you a thing, but you shal... |
| 4583 | with you. |
| 4584 | SECOND LORD. When you have spoken it, 'tis d... |
| 4585 | of it. |
| 4586 | FIRST LORD. He hath perverted a young gentle... |
| 4587 | of a most chaste renown; and this night he... |
| 4588 | the spoil of her honour. He hath given her... |
| 4589 | and thinks himself made in the unchaste co... |
| 4590 | SECOND LORD. Now, God delay our rebellion! A... |
| 4591 | what things are we! |
| 4592 | FIRST LORD. Merely our own traitors. And as ... |
| 4593 | all treasons we still see them reveal them... |
| 4594 | to their abhorr'd ends; so he that in this... |
| 4595 | against his own nobility, in his proper st... |
| 4596 | himself. |
| 4597 | SECOND LORD. Is it not meant damnable in us ... |
| 4598 | unlawful intents? We shall not then have h... |
| 4599 | FIRST LORD. Not till after midnight; for he ... |
| 4600 | SECOND LORD. That approaches apace. I would ... |
| 4601 | company anatomiz'd, that he might take a m... |
| 4602 | judgments, wherein so curiously he had set... |
| 4603 | FIRST LORD. We will not meddle with him till... |
| 4604 | presence must be the whip of the other. |
| 4605 | SECOND LORD. In the meantime, what hear you ... |
| 4606 | FIRST LORD. I hear there is an overture of p... |
| 4607 | SECOND LORD. Nay, I assure you, a peace conc... |
| 4608 | FIRST LORD. What will Count Rousillon do the... |
| 4609 | higher, or return again into France? |
| 4610 | SECOND LORD. I perceive, by this demand, you... |
| 4611 | of his counsel. |
| 4612 | FIRST LORD. Let it be forbid, sir! So should... |
| 4613 | of his act. |
| 4614 | SECOND LORD. Sir, his wife, some two months ... |
| 4615 | house. Her pretence is a pilgrimage to Sai... |
| 4616 | which holy undertaking with most austere s... |
| 4617 | accomplish'd; and, there residing, the ten... |
| 4618 | became as a prey to her grief; in fine, ma... |
| 4619 | breath, and now she sings in heaven. |
| 4620 | FIRST LORD. How is this justified? |
| 4621 | SECOND LORD. The stronger part of it by her ... |
| 4622 | makes her story true even to the point of ... |
| 4623 | itself, which could not be her office to s... |
| 4624 | faithfully confirm'd by the rector of the ... |
| 4625 | FIRST LORD. Hath the Count all this intellig... |
| 4626 | SECOND LORD. Ay, and the particular confirma... |
| 4627 | point, to the full arming of the verity. |
| 4628 | FIRST LORD. I am heartily sorry that he'll b... |
| 4629 | SECOND LORD. How mightily sometimes we make ... |
| 4630 | losses! |
| 4631 | FIRST LORD. And how mightily some other time... |
| 4632 | tears! The great dignity that his valour h... |
| 4633 | him shall at home be encount'red with a sh... |
| 4634 | SECOND LORD. The web of our life is of a min... |
| 4635 | together. Our virtues would be proud if ou... |
| 4636 | not; and our crimes would despair if they ... |
| 4637 | our virtues. |
| 4638 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 4639 | How now? Where's your master? |
| 4640 | SERVANT. He met the Duke in the street, sir;... |
| 4641 | a solemn leave. His lordship will next mor... |
| 4642 | Duke hath offered him letters of commendat... |
| 4643 | SECOND LORD. They shall be no more than need... |
| 4644 | more than they can commend. |
| 4645 | FIRST LORD. They cannot be too sweet for the... |
| 4646 | Here's his lordship now. |
| 4647 | Enter BERTRAM |
| 4648 | How now, my lord, is't not after midnight? |
| 4649 | BERTRAM. I have to-night dispatch'd sixteen ... |
| 4650 | length apiece; by an abstract of success: ... |
| 4651 | Duke, done my adieu with his nearest; buri... |
| 4652 | her; writ to my lady mother I am returning... |
| 4653 | convoy; and between these main parcels of ... |
| 4654 | nicer needs. The last was the greatest, bu... |
| 4655 | yet. |
| 4656 | SECOND LORD. If the business be of any diffi... |
| 4657 | your departure hence, it requires haste of... |
| 4658 | BERTRAM. I mean the business is not ended, a... |
| 4659 | hereafter. But shall we have this dialogue... |
| 4660 | the Soldier? Come, bring forth this counte... |
| 4661 | deceiv'd me like a double-meaning prophesier. |
| 4662 | SECOND LORD. Bring him forth. [Exeunt SOLDI... |
| 4663 | stocks all night, poor gallant knave. |
| 4664 | BERTRAM. No matter; his heels have deserv'd ... |
| 4665 | spurs so long. How does he carry himself? |
| 4666 | SECOND LORD. I have told your lordship alrea... |
| 4667 | him. But to answer you as you would be und... |
| 4668 | a wench that had shed her milk; he hath co... |
| 4669 | Morgan, whom he supposes to be a friar, fr... |
| 4670 | remembrance to this very instant disaster ... |
| 4671 | stocks. And what think you he hath confess'd? |
| 4672 | BERTRAM. Nothing of me, has 'a? |
| 4673 | SECOND LORD. His confession is taken, and it... |
| 4674 | face; if your lordship be in't, as I belie... |
| 4675 | have the patience to hear it. |
| 4676 | Enter PAROLLES guarded, and |
| 4677 | FIRST SOLDIER as interpreter |
| 4678 | BERTRAM. A plague upon him! muffled! He can ... |
| 4679 | SECOND LORD. Hush, hush! Hoodman comes. Port... |
| 4680 | FIRST SOLDIER. He calls for the tortures. Wh... |
| 4681 | 'em? |
| 4682 | PAROLLES. I will confess what I know without... |
| 4683 | pinch me like a pasty, I can say no more. |
| 4684 | FIRST SOLDIER. Bosko chimurcho. |
| 4685 | SECOND LORD. Boblibindo chicurmurco. |
| 4686 | FIRST SOLDIER. YOU are a merciful general. O... |
| 4687 | answer to what I shall ask you out of a note. |
| 4688 | PAROLLES. And truly, as I hope to live. |
| 4689 | FIRST SOLDIER. 'First demand of him how many... |
| 4690 | strong.' What say you to that? |
| 4691 | PAROLLES. Five or six thousand; but very wea... |
| 4692 | The troops are all scattered, and the comm... |
| 4693 | rogues, upon my reputation and credit, and... |
| 4694 | FIRST SOLDIER. Shall I set down your answer so? |
| 4695 | PAROLLES. Do; I'll take the sacrament on 't,... |
| 4696 | will. |
| 4697 | BERTRAM. All's one to him. What a past-savin... |
| 4698 | SECOND LORD. Y'are deceiv'd, my lord; this i... |
| 4699 | the gallant militarist-that was his own ph... |
| 4700 | theoric of war in the knot of his scarf, a... |
| 4701 | chape of his dagger. |
| 4702 | FIRST LORD. I will never trust a man again f... |
| 4703 | clean; nor believe he can have everything ... |
| 4704 | apparel neatly. |
| 4705 | FIRST SOLDIER. Well, that's set down. |
| 4706 | PAROLLES. 'Five or six thousand horse' I sai... |
| 4707 | thereabouts' set down, for I'll speak truth. |
| 4708 | SECOND LORD. He's very near the truth in this. |
| 4709 | BERTRAM. But I con him no thanks for't in th... |
| 4710 | PAROLLES. 'Poor rogues' I pray you say. |
| 4711 | FIRST SOLDIER. Well, that's set down. |
| 4712 | PAROLLES. I humbly thank you, sir. A truth's... |
| 4713 | marvellous poor. |
| 4714 | FIRST SOLDIER. 'Demand of him of what streng... |
| 4715 | What say you to that? |
| 4716 | PAROLLES. By my troth, sir, if I were to liv... |
| 4717 | will tell true. Let me see: Spurio, a hund... |
| 4718 | Sebastian, so many; Corambus, so many; Jaq... |
| 4719 | Cosmo, Lodowick, and Gratii, two hundred f... |
| 4720 | company, Chitopher, Vaumond, Bentii, two h... |
| 4721 | that the muster-file, rotten and sound, up... |
| 4722 | to fifteen thousand poll; half of the whic... |
| 4723 | snow from off their cassocks lest they sha... |
| 4724 | pieces. |
| 4725 | BERTRAM. What shall be done to him? |
| 4726 | SECOND LORD. Nothing, but let him have thank... |
| 4727 | condition, and what credit I have with the... |
| 4728 | FIRST SOLDIER. Well, that's set down. 'You s... |
| 4729 | whether one Captain Dumain be i' th' camp,... |
| 4730 | reputation is with the Duke, what his valo... |
| 4731 | in wars; or whether he thinks it were not ... |
| 4732 | well-weighing sums of gold, to corrupt him... |
| 4733 | you to this? What do you know of it? |
| 4734 | PAROLLES. I beseech you, let me answer to th... |
| 4735 | inter'gatories. Demand them singly. |
| 4736 | FIRST SOLDIER. Do you know this Captain Dumain? |
| 4737 | PAROLLES. I know him: 'a was a botcher's pre... |
| 4738 | whence he was whipt for getting the shriev... |
| 4739 | dumb innocent that could not say him nay. |
| 4740 | BERTRAM. Nay, by your leave, hold your hands... |
| 4741 | brains are forfeit to the next tile that f... |
| 4742 | FIRST SOLDIER. Well, is this captain in the ... |
| 4743 | camp? |
| 4744 | PAROLLES. Upon my knowledge, he is, and lous... |
| 4745 | SECOND LORD. Nay, look not so upon me; we sh... |
| 4746 | lordship anon. |
| 4747 | FIRST SOLDIER. What is his reputation with t... |
| 4748 | PAROLLES. The Duke knows him for no other bu... |
| 4749 | mine; and writ to me this other day to tur... |
| 4750 | I think I have his letter in my pocket. |
| 4751 | FIRST SOLDIER. Marry, we'll search. |
| 4752 | PAROLLES. In good sadness, I do not know; ei... |
| 4753 | is upon a file with the Duke's other lette... |
| 4754 | FIRST SOLDIER. Here 'tis; here's a paper. Sh... |
| 4755 | PAROLLES. I do not know if it be it or no. |
| 4756 | BERTRAM. Our interpreter does it well. |
| 4757 | SECOND LORD. Excellently. |
| 4758 | FIRST SOLDIER. [Reads] 'Dian, the Count's ... |
| 4759 | gold.' |
| 4760 | PAROLLES. That is not the Duke's letter, sir... |
| 4761 | advertisement to a proper maid in Florence... |
| 4762 | heed of the allurement of one Count Rousil... |
| 4763 | boy, but for all that very ruttish. I pray... |
| 4764 | again. |
| 4765 | FIRST SOLDIER. Nay, I'll read it first by yo... |
| 4766 | PAROLLES. My meaning in't, I protest, was ve... |
| 4767 | of the maid; for I knew the young Count to... |
| 4768 | lascivious boy, who is a whale to virginit... |
| 4769 | the fry it finds. |
| 4770 | BERTRAM. Damnable both-sides rogue! |
| 4771 | FIRST SOLDIER. ... |
| 4772 | 'When he swears oaths, bid him drop gold, ... |
| 4773 | After he scores, he never pays the score. |
| 4774 | Half won is match well made; match, and we... |
| 4775 | He ne'er pays after-debts, take it before. |
| 4776 | And say a soldier, Dian, told thee this: |
| 4777 | Men are to mell with, boys are not to kiss; |
| 4778 | For count of this, the Count's a fool, I k... |
| 4779 | Who pays before, but not when he does owe it. |
| 4780 | Thine, as he vow'd to thee in thine ear, |
| 4781 | ... |
| 4782 | BERTRAM. He shall be whipt through the army ... |
| 4783 | forehead. |
| 4784 | FIRST LORD. This is your devoted friend, sir... |
| 4785 | linguist, and the amnipotent soldier. |
| 4786 | BERTRAM. I could endure anything before but ... |
| 4787 | cat to me. |
| 4788 | FIRST SOLDIER. I perceive, sir, by our Gener... |
| 4789 | fain to hang you. |
| 4790 | PAROLLES. My life, sir, in any case! Not tha... |
| 4791 | but that, my offences being many, I would ... |
| 4792 | remainder of nature. Let me live, sir, in ... |
| 4793 | stocks, or anywhere, so I may live. |
| 4794 | FIRST SOLDIER. We'll see what may be done, s... |
| 4795 | therefore, once more to this Captain Dumai... |
| 4796 | his reputation with the Duke, and to his v... |
| 4797 | honesty? |
| 4798 | PAROLLES. He will steal, sir, an egg out of ... |
| 4799 | and ravishments he parallels Nessus. He pr... |
| 4800 | oaths; in breaking 'em he is stronger than... |
| 4801 | sir, with such volubility that you would t... |
| 4802 | Drunkenness is his best virtue, for he wil... |
| 4803 | in his sleep he does little harm, save to ... |
| 4804 | him; but they know his conditions and lay ... |
| 4805 | but little more to say, sir, of his honest... |
| 4806 | that an honest man should not have; what a... |
| 4807 | have he has nothing. |
| 4808 | SECOND LORD. I begin to love him for this. |
| 4809 | BERTRAM. For this description of thine hones... |
| 4810 | me, he's more and more a cat. |
| 4811 | FIRST SOLDIER. What say you to his expertnes... |
| 4812 | PAROLLES. Faith, sir, has led the drum befor... |
| 4813 | tragedians-to belie him I will not-and mor... |
| 4814 | I know not, except in that country he had ... |
| 4815 | officer at a place there called Mile-end t... |
| 4816 | doubling of files-I would do the man what ... |
| 4817 | this I am not certain. |
| 4818 | SECOND LORD. He hath out-villain'd villainy ... |
| 4819 | redeems him. |
| 4820 | BERTRAM. A pox on him! he's a cat still. |
| 4821 | FIRST SOLDIER. His qualities being at this p... |
| 4822 | to ask you if gold will corrupt him to rev... |
| 4823 | PAROLLES. Sir, for a cardecue he will sell t... |
| 4824 | salvation, the inheritance of it; and cut ... |
| 4825 | remainders and a perpetual succession for ... |
| 4826 | FIRST SOLDIER. What's his brother, the other... |
| 4827 | FIRST LORD. Why does he ask him of me? |
| 4828 | FIRST SOLDIER. What's he? |
| 4829 | PAROLLES. E'en a crow o' th' same nest; not ... |
| 4830 | the first in goodness, but greater a great... |
| 4831 | excels his brother for a coward; yet his b... |
| 4832 | of the best that is. In a retreat he outru... |
| 4833 | in coming on he has the cramp. |
| 4834 | FIRST SOLDIER. If your life be saved, will y... |
| 4835 | the Florentine? |
| 4836 | PAROLLES. Ay, and the Captain of his Horse, ... |
| 4837 | FIRST SOLDIER. I'll whisper with the General... |
| 4838 | pleasure. |
| 4839 | PAROLLES. [Aside] I'll no more drumming. A... |
| 4840 | Only to seem to deserve well, and to begui... |
| 4841 | that lascivious young boy the Count, have ... |
| 4842 | Yet who would have suspected an ambush whe... |
| 4843 | FIRST SOLDIER. There is no remedy, sir, but ... |
| 4844 | The General says you that have so traitoro... |
| 4845 | secrets of your army, and made such pestif... |
| 4846 | very nobly held, can serve the world for n... |
| 4847 | you must die. Come, headsman, of with his ... |
| 4848 | PAROLLES. O Lord, sir, let me live, or let m... |
| 4849 | FIRST SOLDIER. That shall you, and take your... |
| 4850 | friends. [Unmuffling him] So look about ... |
| 4851 | BERTRAM. Good morrow, noble Captain. |
| 4852 | FIRST LORD. God bless you, Captain Parolles. |
| 4853 | SECOND LORD. God save you, noble Captain. |
| 4854 | FIRST LORD. Captain, what greeting will you ... |
| 4855 | for France. |
| 4856 | SECOND LORD. Good Captain, will you give me ... |
| 4857 | you writ to Diana in behalf of the Count R... |
| 4858 | a very coward I'd compel it of you; but fa... |
| 4859 | Exeunt... |
| 4860 | FIRST SOLDIER. You are undone, Captain, all ... |
| 4861 | has a knot on 't yet. |
| 4862 | PAROLLES. Who cannot be crush'd with a plot? |
| 4863 | FIRST SOLDIER. If you could find out a count... |
| 4864 | that had received so much shame, you might... |
| 4865 | nation. Fare ye well, sir; I am for France... |
| 4866 | you there. ... |
| 4867 | PAROLLES. Yet am I thankful. If my heart wer... |
| 4868 | 'Twould burst at this. Captain I'll be no ... |
| 4869 | But I will eat, and drink, and sleep as soft |
| 4870 | As captain shall. Simply the thing I am |
| 4871 | Shall make me live. Who knows himself a br... |
| 4872 | Let him fear this; for it will come to pass |
| 4873 | That every braggart shall be found an ass. |
| 4874 | Rust, sword; cool, blushes; and, Parolles,... |
| 4875 | Safest in shame. Being fool'd, by fool'ry ... |
| 4876 | There's place and means for every man alive. |
| 4877 | I'll after them. ... |
| 4878 | ACT IV SCENE 4. |
| 4879 | The WIDOW'S house |
| 4880 | Enter HELENA, WIDOW, and DIANA |
| 4881 | HELENA. That you may well perceive I have no... |
| 4882 | One of the greatest in the Christian world |
| 4883 | Shall be my surety; fore whose throne 'tis... |
| 4884 | Ere I can perfect mine intents, to kneel. |
| 4885 | Time was I did him a desired office, |
| 4886 | Dear almost as his life; which gratitude |
| 4887 | Through flinty Tartar's bosom would peep f... |
| 4888 | And answer 'Thanks.' I duly am inform'd |
| 4889 | His Grace is at Marseilles, to which place |
| 4890 | We have convenient convoy. You must know |
| 4891 | I am supposed dead. The army breaking, |
| 4892 | My husband hies him home; where, heaven ai... |
| 4893 | And by the leave of my good lord the King, |
| 4894 | We'll be before our welcome. |
| 4895 | WIDOW. Gentle madam, |
| 4896 | You never had a servant to whose trust |
| 4897 | Your business was more welcome. |
| 4898 | HELENA. Nor you, mistress, |
| 4899 | Ever a friend whose thoughts more truly la... |
| 4900 | To recompense your love. Doubt not but heaven |
| 4901 | Hath brought me up to be your daughter's d... |
| 4902 | As it hath fated her to be my motive |
| 4903 | And helper to a husband. But, O strange men! |
| 4904 | That can such sweet use make of what they ... |
| 4905 | When saucy trusting of the cozen'd thoughts |
| 4906 | Defiles the pitchy night. So lust doth play |
| 4907 | With what it loathes, for that which is away. |
| 4908 | But more of this hereafter. You, Diana, |
| 4909 | Under my poor instructions yet must suffer |
| 4910 | Something in my behalf. |
| 4911 | DIANA. Let death and honesty |
| 4912 | Go with your impositions, I am yours |
| 4913 | Upon your will to suffer. |
| 4914 | HELENA. Yet, I pray you: |
| 4915 | But with the word the time will bring on s... |
| 4916 | When briers shall have leaves as well as t... |
| 4917 | And be as sweet as sharp. We must away; |
| 4918 | Our waggon is prepar'd, and time revives us. |
| 4919 | All's Well that Ends Well. Still the fine'... |
| 4920 | Whate'er the course, the end is the renown... |
| 4921 | ACT IV SCENE 5. |
| 4922 | Rousillon. The COUNT'S palace |
| 4923 | Enter COUNTESS, LAFEU, and CLOWN |
| 4924 | LAFEU. No, no, no, son was misled with a sni... |
| 4925 | there, whose villainous saffron would have... |
| 4926 | and doughy youth of a nation in his colour... |
| 4927 | had been alive at this hour, and your son ... |
| 4928 | advanc'd by the King than by that red-tail... |
| 4929 | of. |
| 4930 | COUNTESS. I would I had not known him. It wa... |
| 4931 | virtuous gentlewoman that ever nature had ... |
| 4932 | she had partaken of my flesh, and cost me ... |
| 4933 | mother. I could not have owed her a more r... |
| 4934 | LAFEU. 'Twas a good lady, 'twas a good lady.... |
| 4935 | sallets ere we light on such another herb. |
| 4936 | CLOWN. Indeed, sir, she was the sweet-marjor... |
| 4937 | rather, the herb of grace. |
| 4938 | LAFEU. They are not sallet-herbs, you knave;... |
| 4939 | CLOWN. I am no great Nebuchadnezzar, sir; I ... |
| 4940 | grass. |
| 4941 | LAFEU. Whether dost thou profess thyself-a k... |
| 4942 | CLOWN. A fool, sir, at a woman's service, an... |
| 4943 | LAFEU. Your distinction? |
| 4944 | CLOWN. I would cozen the man of his wife, an... |
| 4945 | LAFEU. So you were a knave at his service, i... |
| 4946 | CLOWN. And I would give his wife my bauble, ... |
| 4947 | LAFEU. I will subscribe for thee; thou art b... |
| 4948 | CLOWN. At your service. |
| 4949 | LAFEU. No, no, no. |
| 4950 | CLOWN. Why, sir, if I cannot serve you, I ca... |
| 4951 | prince as you are. |
| 4952 | LAFEU. Who's that? A Frenchman? |
| 4953 | CLOWN. Faith, sir, 'a has an English name; b... |
| 4954 | hotter in France than there. |
| 4955 | LAFEU. What prince is that? |
| 4956 | CLOWN. The Black Prince, sir; alias, the Pri... |
| 4957 | the devil. |
| 4958 | LAFEU. Hold thee, there's my purse. I give t... |
| 4959 | thee from thy master thou talk'st of; serv... |
| 4960 | CLOWN. I am a woodland fellow, sir, that alw... |
| 4961 | and the master I speak of ever keeps a goo... |
| 4962 | is the prince of the world; let his nobili... |
| 4963 | am for the house with the narrow gate, whi... |
| 4964 | little for pomp to enter. Some that humble... |
| 4965 | the many will be too chill and tender: and... |
| 4966 | flow'ry way that leads to the broad gate a... |
| 4967 | LAFEU. Go thy ways, I begin to be aweary of ... |
| 4968 | so before, because I would not fall out wi... |
| 4969 | let my horses be well look'd to, without a... |
| 4970 | CLOWN. If I put any tricks upon 'em, sir, th... |
| 4971 | tricks, which are their own right by the l... |
| 4972 | Exit |
| 4973 | LAFEU. A shrewd knave, and an unhappy. |
| 4974 | COUNTESS. So 'a is. My lord that's gone made... |
| 4975 | out of him. By his authority he remains he... |
| 4976 | a patent for his sauciness; and indeed he ... |
| 4977 | where he will. |
| 4978 | LAFEU. I like him well; 'tis not amiss. And ... |
| 4979 | you, since I heard of the good lady's deat... |
| 4980 | your son was upon his return home, I moved... |
| 4981 | speak in the behalf of my daughter; which,... |
| 4982 | them both, his Majesty out of a self-graci... |
| 4983 | first propose. His Highness hath promis'd ... |
| 4984 | stop up the displeasure he hath conceived ... |
| 4985 | is no fitter matter. How does your ladyshi... |
| 4986 | COUNTESS. With very much content, my lord; a... |
| 4987 | effected. |
| 4988 | LAFEU. His Highness comes post from Marseill... |
| 4989 | when he number'd thirty; 'a will be here t... |
| 4990 | deceiv'd by him that in such intelligence ... |
| 4991 | COUNTESS. It rejoices me that I hope I shall... |
| 4992 | I have letters that my son will be here to... |
| 4993 | your lordship to remain with me tal they m... |
| 4994 | LAFEU. Madam, I was thinking with what manne... |
| 4995 | admitted. |
| 4996 | COUNTESS. You need but plead your honourable... |
| 4997 | LAFEU. Lady, of that I have made a bold char... |
| 4998 | God, it holds yet. |
| 4999 | Re-enter CLOWN |
| 5000 | CLOWN. O madam, yonder's my lord your son wi... |
| 5001 | on's face; whether there be a scar under '... |
| 5002 | knows; but 'tis a goodly patch of velvet. ... |
| 5003 | cheek of two pile and a half, but his righ... |
| 5004 | LAFEU. A scar nobly got, or a noble scar, is... |
| 5005 | honour; so belike is that. |
| 5006 | CLOWN. But it is your carbonado'd face. |
| 5007 | LAFEU. Let us go see your son, I pray you; |
| 5008 | I long to talk with the young noble soldier. |
| 5009 | CLOWN. Faith, there's a dozen of 'em, with d... |
| 5010 | most courteous feathers, which bow the hea... |
| 5011 | ... |
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| 5020 | ACT V. SCENE 1. |
| 5021 | Marseilles. A street |
| 5022 | Enter HELENA, WIDOW, and DIANA, with two ATTEN... |
| 5023 | HELENA. But this exceeding posting day and n... |
| 5024 | Must wear your spirits low; we cannot help... |
| 5025 | But since you have made the days and night... |
| 5026 | To wear your gentle limbs in my affairs, |
| 5027 | Be bold you do so grow in my requital |
| 5028 | As nothing can unroot you. |
| 5029 | Enter a GENTLEMAN |
| 5030 | In happy time! |
| 5031 | This man may help me to his Majesty's ear, |
| 5032 | If he would spend his power. God save you,... |
| 5033 | GENTLEMAN. And you. |
| 5034 | HELENA. Sir, I have seen you in the court of... |
| 5035 | GENTLEMAN. I have been sometimes there. |
| 5036 | HELENA. I do presume, sir, that you are not ... |
| 5037 | From the report that goes upon your goodne... |
| 5038 | And therefore, goaded with most sharp occa... |
| 5039 | Which lay nice manners by, I put you to |
| 5040 | The use of your own virtues, for the which |
| 5041 | I shall continue thankful. |
| 5042 | GENTLEMAN. What's your will? |
| 5043 | HELENA. That it will please you |
| 5044 | To give this poor petition to the King; |
| 5045 | And aid me with that store of power you have |
| 5046 | To come into his presence. |
| 5047 | GENTLEMAN. The King's not here. |
| 5048 | HELENA. Not here, sir? |
| 5049 | GENTLEMAN. Not indeed. |
| 5050 | He hence remov'd last night, and with more... |
| 5051 | Than is his use. |
| 5052 | WIDOW. Lord, how we lose our pains! |
| 5053 | HELENA. All's Well That Ends Well yet, |
| 5054 | Though time seem so adverse and means unfit. |
| 5055 | I do beseech you, whither is he gone? |
| 5056 | GENTLEMAN. Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon; |
| 5057 | Whither I am going. |
| 5058 | HELENA. I do beseech you, sir, |
| 5059 | Since you are like to see the King before me, |
| 5060 | Commend the paper to his gracious hand; |
| 5061 | Which I presume shall render you no blame, |
| 5062 | But rather make you thank your pains for it. |
| 5063 | I will come after you with what good speed |
| 5064 | Our means will make us means. |
| 5065 | GENTLEMAN. This I'll do for you. |
| 5066 | HELENA. And you shall find yourself to be we... |
| 5067 | Whate'er falls more. We must to horse again; |
| 5068 | Go, go, provide. ... |
| 5069 | ACT V SCENE 2. |
| 5070 | Rousillon. The inner court of the COUNT'S palace |
| 5071 | Enter CLOWN and PAROLLES |
| 5072 | PAROLLES. Good Monsieur Lavache, give my Lor... |
| 5073 | have ere now, sir, been better known to yo... |
| 5074 | familiarity with fresher clothes; but I am... |
| 5075 | Fortune's mood, and smell somewhat strong ... |
| 5076 | displeasure. |
| 5077 | CLOWN. Truly, Fortune's displeasure is but s... |
| 5078 | so strongly as thou speak'st of. I will he... |
| 5079 | of Fortune's butt'ring. Prithee, allow the... |
| 5080 | PAROLLES. Nay, you need not to stop your nos... |
| 5081 | a metaphor. |
| 5082 | CLOWN. Indeed, sir, if your metaphor stink, ... |
| 5083 | against any man's metaphor. Prithee, get t... |
| 5084 | PAROLLES. Pray you, sir, deliver me this paper. |
| 5085 | CLOWN. Foh! prithee stand away. A paper from... |
| 5086 | to give to a nobleman! Look here he comes ... |
| 5087 | Enter LAFEU |
| 5088 | Here is a pur of Fortune's, sir, or of For... |
| 5089 | a musk-cat, that has fall'n into the uncle... |
| 5090 | displeasure, and, as he says, is muddied w... |
| 5091 | use the carp as you may; for he looks like... |
| 5092 | ingenious, foolish, rascally knave. I do p... |
| 5093 | in my similes of comfort, and leave him to... |
| 5094 | Exit |
| 5095 | PAROLLES. My lord, I am a man whom Fortune h... |
| 5096 | LAFEU. And what would you have me to do? 'Ti... |
| 5097 | nails now. Wherein have you played the kna... |
| 5098 | she should scratch you, who of herself is ... |
| 5099 | not have knaves thrive long under her? The... |
| 5100 | you. Let the justices make you and Fortune... |
| 5101 | other business. |
| 5102 | PAROLLES. I beseech your honour to hear me o... |
| 5103 | LAFEU. You beg a single penny more; come, yo... |
| 5104 | word. |
| 5105 | PAROLLES. My name, my good lord, is Parolles. |
| 5106 | LAFEU. You beg more than word then. Cox my p... |
| 5107 | hand. How does your drum? |
| 5108 | PAROLLES. O my good lord, you were the first... |
| 5109 | LAFEU. Was I, in sooth? And I was the first ... |
| 5110 | PAROLLES. It lies in you, my lord, to bring ... |
| 5111 | you did bring me out. |
| 5112 | LAFEU. Out upon thee, knave! Dost thou put u... |
| 5113 | office of God and the devil? One brings th... |
| 5114 | other brings thee out. [Trumpets sound]... |
| 5115 | know by his trumpets. Sirrah, inquire furt... |
| 5116 | talk of you last night. Though you are a f... |
| 5117 | shall eat. Go to; follow. |
| 5118 | PAROLLES. I praise God for you. ... |
| 5119 | ACT V SCENE 3. |
| 5120 | Rousillon. The COUNT'S palace |
| 5121 | Flourish. Enter KING, COUNTESS, LAFEU, the two... |
| 5122 | KING. We lost a jewel of her, and our esteem |
| 5123 | Was made much poorer by it; but your son, |
| 5124 | As mad in folly, lack'd the sense to know |
| 5125 | Her estimation home. |
| 5126 | COUNTESS. 'Tis past, my liege; |
| 5127 | And I beseech your Majesty to make it |
| 5128 | Natural rebellion, done i' th' blaze of yo... |
| 5129 | When oil and fire, too strong for reason's... |
| 5130 | O'erbears it and burns on. |
| 5131 | KING. My honour'd lady, |
| 5132 | I have forgiven and forgotten all; |
| 5133 | Though my revenges were high bent upon him |
| 5134 | And watch'd the time to shoot. |
| 5135 | LAFEU. This I must say- |
| 5136 | But first, I beg my pardon: the young lord |
| 5137 | Did to his Majesty, his mother, and his la... |
| 5138 | Offence of mighty note; but to himself |
| 5139 | The greatest wrong of all. He lost a wife |
| 5140 | Whose beauty did astonish the survey |
| 5141 | Of richest eyes; whose words all ears took... |
| 5142 | Whose dear perfection hearts that scorn'd ... |
| 5143 | Humbly call'd mistress. |
| 5144 | KING. Praising what is lost |
| 5145 | Makes the remembrance dear. Well, call him... |
| 5146 | We are reconcil'd, and the first view shal... |
| 5147 | All repetition. Let him not ask our pardon; |
| 5148 | The nature of his great offence is dead, |
| 5149 | And deeper than oblivion do we bury |
| 5150 | Th' incensing relics of it; let him approach, |
| 5151 | A stranger, no offender; and inform him |
| 5152 | So 'tis our will he should. |
| 5153 | GENTLEMAN. I shall, my liege. ... |
| 5154 | KING. What says he to your daughter? Have yo... |
| 5155 | LAFEU. All that he is hath reference to your... |
| 5156 | KING. Then shall we have a match. I have let... |
| 5157 | That sets him high in fame. |
| 5158 | Enter BERTRAM |
| 5159 | LAFEU. He looks well on 't. |
| 5160 | KING. I am not a day of season, |
| 5161 | For thou mayst see a sunshine and a hail |
| 5162 | In me at once. But to the brightest beams |
| 5163 | Distracted clouds give way; so stand thou ... |
| 5164 | The time is fair again. |
| 5165 | BERTRAM. My high-repented blames, |
| 5166 | Dear sovereign, pardon to me. |
| 5167 | KING. All is whole; |
| 5168 | Not one word more of the consumed time. |
| 5169 | Let's take the instant by the forward top; |
| 5170 | For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees |
| 5171 | Th' inaudible and noiseless foot of Time |
| 5172 | Steals ere we can effect them. You remember |
| 5173 | The daughter of this lord? |
| 5174 | BERTRAM. Admiringly, my liege. At first |
| 5175 | I stuck my choice upon her, ere my heart |
| 5176 | Durst make too bold herald of my tongue; |
| 5177 | Where the impression of mine eye infixing, |
| 5178 | Contempt his scornful perspective did lend... |
| 5179 | Which warp'd the line of every other favour, |
| 5180 | Scorn'd a fair colour or express'd it stol'n, |
| 5181 | Extended or contracted all proportions |
| 5182 | To a most hideous object. Thence it came |
| 5183 | That she whom all men prais'd, and whom my... |
| 5184 | Since I have lost, have lov'd, was in mine... |
| 5185 | The dust that did offend it. |
| 5186 | KING. Well excus'd. |
| 5187 | That thou didst love her, strikes some sco... |
| 5188 | From the great compt; but love that comes ... |
| 5189 | Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried, |
| 5190 | To the great sender turns a sour offence, |
| 5191 | Crying 'That's good that's gone.' Our rash... |
| 5192 | Make trivial price of serious things we have, |
| 5193 | Not knowing them until we know their grave. |
| 5194 | Oft our displeasures, to ourselves unjust, |
| 5195 | Destroy our friends, and after weep their ... |
| 5196 | Our own love waking cries to see what's done, |
| 5197 | While shameful hate sleeps out the afternoon. |
| 5198 | Be this sweet Helen's knell. And now forge... |
| 5199 | Send forth your amorous token for fair Mau... |
| 5200 | The main consents are had; and here we'll ... |
| 5201 | To see our widower's second marriage-day. |
| 5202 | COUNTESS. Which better than the first, O dea... |
| 5203 | Or, ere they meet, in me, O nature, cesse! |
| 5204 | LAFEU. Come on, my son, in whom my house's name |
| 5205 | Must be digested; give a favour from you, |
| 5206 | To sparkle in the spirits of my daughter, |
| 5207 | That she may quickly come. |
| 5208 | [BER... |
| 5209 | By my old beard, |
| 5210 | And ev'ry hair that's on 't, Helen, that's... |
| 5211 | Was a sweet creature; such a ring as this, |
| 5212 | The last that e'er I took her leave at court, |
| 5213 | I saw upon her finger. |
| 5214 | BERTRAM. Hers it was not. |
| 5215 | KING. Now, pray you, let me see it; for mine... |
| 5216 | While I was speaking, oft was fasten'd to't. |
| 5217 | This ring was mine; and when I gave it Helen |
| 5218 | I bade her, if her fortunes ever stood |
| 5219 | Necessitied to help, that by this token |
| 5220 | I would relieve her. Had you that craft to... |
| 5221 | Of what should stead her most? |
| 5222 | BERTRAM. My gracious sovereign, |
| 5223 | Howe'er it pleases you to take it so, |
| 5224 | The ring was never hers. |
| 5225 | COUNTESS. Son, on my life, |
| 5226 | I have seen her wear it; and she reckon'd it |
| 5227 | At her life's rate. |
| 5228 | LAFEU. I am sure I saw her wear it. |
| 5229 | BERTRAM. You are deceiv'd, my lord; she neve... |
| 5230 | In Florence was it from a casement thrown me, |
| 5231 | Wrapp'd in a paper, which contain'd the name |
| 5232 | Of her that threw it. Noble she was, and t... |
| 5233 | I stood engag'd; but when I had subscrib'd |
| 5234 | To mine own fortune, and inform'd her fully |
| 5235 | I could not answer in that course of honour |
| 5236 | As she had made the overture, she ceas'd, |
| 5237 | In heavy satisfaction, and would never |
| 5238 | Receive the ring again. |
| 5239 | KING. Plutus himself, |
| 5240 | That knows the tinct and multiplying med'c... |
| 5241 | Hath not in nature's mystery more science |
| 5242 | Than I have in this ring. 'Twas mine, 'twa... |
| 5243 | Whoever gave it you. Then, if you know |
| 5244 | That you are well acquainted with yourself, |
| 5245 | Confess 'twas hers, and by what rough enfo... |
| 5246 | You got it from her. She call'd the saints... |
| 5247 | That she would never put it from her finger |
| 5248 | Unless she gave it to yourself in bed- |
| 5249 | Where you have never come- or sent it us |
| 5250 | Upon her great disaster. |
| 5251 | BERTRAM. She never saw it. |
| 5252 | KING. Thou speak'st it falsely, as I love mi... |
| 5253 | And mak'st conjectural fears to come into me |
| 5254 | Which I would fain shut out. If it should ... |
| 5255 | That thou art so inhuman- 'twill not prove... |
| 5256 | And yet I know not- thou didst hate her de... |
| 5257 | And she is dead; which nothing, but to close |
| 5258 | Her eyes myself, could win me to believe |
| 5259 | More than to see this ring. Take him away. |
| 5260 | [GUA... |
| 5261 | My fore-past proofs, howe'er the matter fall, |
| 5262 | Shall tax my fears of little vanity, |
| 5263 | Having vainly fear'd too little. Away with... |
| 5264 | We'll sift this matter further. |
| 5265 | BERTRAM. If you shall prove |
| 5266 | This ring was ever hers, you shall as easy |
| 5267 | Prove that I husbanded her bed in Florence, |
| 5268 | Where she yet never was. ... |
| 5269 | KING. I am wrapp'd in dismal thinkings. |
| 5270 | Enter a GENTLEMAN |
| 5271 | GENTLEMAN. Gracious sovereign, |
| 5272 | Whether I have been to blame or no, I know... |
| 5273 | Here's a petition from a Florentine, |
| 5274 | Who hath, for four or five removes, come s... |
| 5275 | To tender it herself. I undertook it, |
| 5276 | Vanquish'd thereto by the fair grace and s... |
| 5277 | Of the poor suppliant, who by this, I know, |
| 5278 | Is here attending; her business looks in her |
| 5279 | With an importing visage; and she told me |
| 5280 | In a sweet verbal brief it did concern |
| 5281 | Your Highness with herself. |
| 5282 | KING. [Reads the letter] 'Upon his many pr... |
| 5283 | when his wife was dead, I blush to say it,... |
| 5284 | Count Rousillon a widower; his vows are fo... |
| 5285 | honour's paid to him. He stole from Floren... |
| 5286 | and I follow him to his country for justic... |
| 5287 | in you it best lies; otherwise a seducer f... |
| 5288 | maid is undone. |
| 5289 | ... |
| 5290 | LAFEU. I will buy me a son-in-law in a fair,... |
| 5291 | I'll none of him. |
| 5292 | KING. The heavens have thought well on thee,... |
| 5293 | To bring forth this discov'ry. Seek these ... |
| 5294 | Go speedily, and bring again the Count. |
| 5295 | ... |
| 5296 | I am afeard the life of Helen, lady, |
| 5297 | Was foully snatch'd. |
| 5298 | COUNTESS. Now, justice on the doers! |
| 5299 | Enter BERTRAM, guarded |
| 5300 | KING. I wonder, sir, sith wives are monsters... |
| 5301 | And that you fly them as you swear them lo... |
| 5302 | Yet you desire to marry. |
| 5303 | Ent... |
| 5304 | What woman's that? |
| 5305 | DIANA. I am, my lord, a wretched Florentine, |
| 5306 | Derived from the ancient Capilet. |
| 5307 | My suit, as I do understand, you know, |
| 5308 | And therefore know how far I may be pitied. |
| 5309 | WIDOW. I am her mother, sir, whose age and h... |
| 5310 | Both suffer under this complaint we bring, |
| 5311 | And both shall cease, without your remedy. |
| 5312 | KING. Come hither, Count; do you know these ... |
| 5313 | BERTRAM. My lord, I neither can nor will deny |
| 5314 | But that I know them. Do they charge me fu... |
| 5315 | DIANA. Why do you look so strange upon your ... |
| 5316 | BERTRAM. She's none of mine, my lord. |
| 5317 | DIANA. If you shall marry, |
| 5318 | You give away this hand, and that is mine; |
| 5319 | You give away heaven's vows, and those are... |
| 5320 | You give away myself, which is known mine; |
| 5321 | For I by vow am so embodied yours |
| 5322 | That she which marries you must marry me, |
| 5323 | Either both or none. |
| 5324 | LAFEU. [To BERTRAM] Your reputation comes ... |
| 5325 | my daughter; you are no husband for her. |
| 5326 | BERTRAM. My lord, this is a fond and desp'ra... |
| 5327 | Whom sometime I have laugh'd with. Let you... |
| 5328 | Lay a more noble thought upon mine honour |
| 5329 | Than for to think that I would sink it here. |
| 5330 | KING. Sir, for my thoughts, you have them il... |
| 5331 | Till your deeds gain them. Fairer prove yo... |
| 5332 | Than in my thought it lies! |
| 5333 | DIANA. Good my lord, |
| 5334 | Ask him upon his oath if he does think |
| 5335 | He had not my virginity. |
| 5336 | KING. What say'st thou to her? |
| 5337 | BERTRAM. She's impudent, my lord, |
| 5338 | And was a common gamester to the camp. |
| 5339 | DIANA. He does me wrong, my lord; if I were so |
| 5340 | He might have bought me at a common price. |
| 5341 | Do not believe him. o, behold this ring, |
| 5342 | Whose high respect and rich validity |
| 5343 | Did lack a parallel; yet, for all that, |
| 5344 | He gave it to a commoner o' th' camp, |
| 5345 | If I be one. |
| 5346 | COUNTESS. He blushes, and 'tis it. |
| 5347 | Of six preceding ancestors, that gem |
| 5348 | Conferr'd by testament to th' sequent issue, |
| 5349 | Hath it been ow'd and worn. This is his wife: |
| 5350 | That ring's a thousand proofs. |
| 5351 | KING. Methought you said |
| 5352 | You saw one here in court could witness it. |
| 5353 | DIANA. I did, my lord, but loath am to produce |
| 5354 | So bad an instrument; his name's Parolles. |
| 5355 | LAFEU. I saw the man to-day, if man he be. |
| 5356 | KING. Find him, and bring him hither. ... |
| 5357 | BERTRAM. What of him? |
| 5358 | He's quoted for a most perfidious slave, |
| 5359 | With all the spots o' th' world tax'd and ... |
| 5360 | Whose nature sickens but to speak a truth. |
| 5361 | Am I or that or this for what he'll utter |
| 5362 | That will speak anything? |
| 5363 | KING. She hath that ring of yours. |
| 5364 | BERTRAM. I think she has. Certain it is I li... |
| 5365 | And boarded her i' th' wanton way of youth. |
| 5366 | She knew her distance, and did angle for me, |
| 5367 | Madding my eagerness with her restraint, |
| 5368 | As all impediments in fancy's course |
| 5369 | Are motives of more fancy; and, in fine, |
| 5370 | Her infinite cunning with her modern grace |
| 5371 | Subdu'd me to her rate. She got the ring; |
| 5372 | And I had that which any inferior might |
| 5373 | At market-price have bought. |
| 5374 | DIANA. I must be patient. |
| 5375 | You that have turn'd off a first so noble ... |
| 5376 | May justly diet me. I pray you yet- |
| 5377 | Since you lack virtue, I will lose a husband- |
| 5378 | Send for your ring, I will return it home, |
| 5379 | And give me mine again. |
| 5380 | BERTRAM. I have it not. |
| 5381 | KING. What ring was yours, I pray you? |
| 5382 | DIANA. Sir, much like |
| 5383 | The same upon your finger. |
| 5384 | KING. Know you this ring? This ring was his ... |
| 5385 | DIANA. And this was it I gave him, being abed. |
| 5386 | KING. The story, then, goes false you threw ... |
| 5387 | Out of a casement. |
| 5388 | DIANA. I have spoke the truth. |
| 5389 | Enter PAROLLES |
| 5390 | BERTRAM. My lord, I do confess the ring was ... |
| 5391 | KING. You boggle shrewdly; every feather sta... |
| 5392 | Is this the man you speak of? |
| 5393 | DIANA. Ay, my lord. |
| 5394 | KING. Tell me, sirrah-but tell me true I cha... |
| 5395 | Not fearing the displeasure of your master, |
| 5396 | Which, on your just proceeding, I'll keep ... |
| 5397 | By him and by this woman here what know you? |
| 5398 | PAROLLES. So please your Majesty, my master ... |
| 5399 | gentleman; tricks he hath had in him, whic... |
| 5400 | KING. Come, come, to th' purpose. Did he lov... |
| 5401 | PAROLLES. Faith, sir, he did love her; but how? |
| 5402 | KING. How, I pray you? |
| 5403 | PAROLLES. He did love her, sir, as a gentlem... |
| 5404 | KING. How is that? |
| 5405 | PAROLLES. He lov'd her, sir, and lov'd her not. |
| 5406 | KING. As thou art a knave and no knave. |
| 5407 | What an equivocal companion is this! |
| 5408 | PAROLLES. I am a poor man, and at your Majes... |
| 5409 | LAFEU. He's a good drum, my lord, but a naug... |
| 5410 | DIANA. Do you know he promis'd me marriage? |
| 5411 | PAROLLES. Faith, I know more than I'll speak. |
| 5412 | KING. But wilt thou not speak all thou know'st? |
| 5413 | PAROLLES. Yes, so please your Majesty. I did... |
| 5414 | said; but more than that, he loved her-for... |
| 5415 | her, and talk'd of Satan, and of Limbo, an... |
| 5416 | not what. Yet I was in that credit with th... |
| 5417 | knew of their going to bed; and of other m... |
| 5418 | her marriage, and things which would deriv... |
| 5419 | of; therefore I will not speak what I know. |
| 5420 | KING. Thou hast spoken all already, unless t... |
| 5421 | married; but thou art too fine in thy evid... |
| 5422 | aside. |
| 5423 | This ring, you say, was yours? |
| 5424 | DIANA. Ay, my good lord. |
| 5425 | KING. Where did you buy it? Or who gave it you? |
| 5426 | DIANA. It was not given me, nor I did not bu... |
| 5427 | KING. Who lent it you? |
| 5428 | DIANA. It was not lent me neither. |
| 5429 | KING. Where did you find it then? |
| 5430 | DIANA. I found it not. |
| 5431 | KING. If it were yours by none of all these ... |
| 5432 | How could you give it him? |
| 5433 | DIANA. I never gave it him. |
| 5434 | LAFEU. This woman's an easy glove, my lord; ... |
| 5435 | pleasure. |
| 5436 | KING. This ring was mine, I gave it his firs... |
| 5437 | DIANA. It might be yours or hers, for aught ... |
| 5438 | KING. Take her away, I do not like her now; |
| 5439 | To prison with her. And away with him. |
| 5440 | Unless thou tell'st me where thou hadst th... |
| 5441 | Thou diest within this hour. |
| 5442 | DIANA. I'll never tell you. |
| 5443 | KING. Take her away. |
| 5444 | DIANA. I'll put in bail, my liege. |
| 5445 | KING. I think thee now some common customer. |
| 5446 | DIANA. By Jove, if ever I knew man, 'twas you. |
| 5447 | KING. Wherefore hast thou accus'd him all th... |
| 5448 | DIANA. Because he's guilty, and he is not gu... |
| 5449 | He knows I am no maid, and he'll swear to'... |
| 5450 | I'll swear I am a maid, and he knows not. |
| 5451 | Great King, I am no strumpet, by my life; |
| 5452 | I am either maid, or else this old man's w... |
| 5453 | [... |
| 5454 | KING. She does abuse our ears; to prison wit... |
| 5455 | DIANA. Good mother, fetch my bail. Stay, roy... |
| 5456 | ... |
| 5457 | The jeweller that owes the ring is sent for, |
| 5458 | And he shall surety me. But for this lord |
| 5459 | Who hath abus'd me as he knows himself, |
| 5460 | Though yet he never harm'd me, here I quit... |
| 5461 | He knows himself my bed he hath defil'd; |
| 5462 | And at that time he got his wife with child. |
| 5463 | Dead though she be, she feels her young on... |
| 5464 | So there's my riddle: one that's dead is q... |
| 5465 | And now behold the meaning. |
| 5466 | Re-enter WIDOW with HELENA |
| 5467 | KING. Is there no exorcist |
| 5468 | Beguiles the truer office of mine eyes? |
| 5469 | Is't real that I see? |
| 5470 | HELENA. No, my good lord; |
| 5471 | 'Tis but the shadow of a wife you see, |
| 5472 | The name and not the thing. |
| 5473 | BERTRAM. Both, both; o, pardon! |
| 5474 | HELENA. O, my good lord, when I was like thi... |
| 5475 | I found you wondrous kind. There is your r... |
| 5476 | And, look you, here's your letter. This it... |
| 5477 | 'When from my finger you can get this ring, |
| 5478 | And are by me with child,' etc. This is done. |
| 5479 | Will you be mine now you are doubly won? |
| 5480 | BERTRAM. If she, my liege, can make me know ... |
| 5481 | I'll love her dearly, ever, ever dearly. |
| 5482 | HELENA. If it appear not plain, and prove un... |
| 5483 | Deadly divorce step between me and you! |
| 5484 | O my dear mother, do I see you living? |
| 5485 | LAFEU. Mine eyes smell onions; I shall weep ... |
| 5486 | Good Tom Drum, lend me a handkercher. So, I |
| 5487 | thank thee. Wait on me home, I'll make spo... |
| 5488 | let thy curtsies alone, they are scurvy ones. |
| 5489 | KING. Let us from point to point this story ... |
| 5490 | To make the even truth in pleasure flow. |
| 5491 | [To DIANA] If thou beest yet a fresh uncr... |
| 5492 | Choose thou thy husband, and I'll pay thy ... |
| 5493 | For I can guess that by thy honest aid |
| 5494 | Thou kept'st a wife herself, thyself a maid.- |
| 5495 | Of that and all the progress, more and less, |
| 5496 | Resolvedly more leisure shall express. |
| 5497 | All yet seems well; and if it end so meet, |
| 5498 | The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet... |
| 5499 | EPILOGUE |
| 5500 | EPILOGUE. |
| 5501 | KING. The King's a beggar, now the play is d... |
| 5502 | All is well ended if this suit be won, |
| 5503 | That you express content; which we will pay |
| 5504 | With strife to please you, day exceeding day. |
| 5505 | Ours be your patience then, and yours our ... |
| 5506 | Your gentle hands lend us, and take our he... |
| 5507 | ... |
| 5508 | THE END |
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| 5517 | 1607 |
| 5518 | THE TRAGEDY OF ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA |
| 5519 | by William Shakespeare |
| 5520 | DRAMATIS PERSONAE |
| 5521 | MARK ANTONY, Triumvirs |
| 5522 | OCTAVIUS CAESAR, " |
| 5523 | M. AEMILIUS LEPIDUS, " |
| 5524 | SEXTUS POMPEIUS, " |
| 5525 | DOMITIUS ENOBARBUS, friend to Antony |
| 5526 | VENTIDIUS, " " " |
| 5527 | EROS, " " " |
| 5528 | SCARUS, " " " |
| 5529 | DERCETAS, " " " |
| 5530 | DEMETRIUS, " " " |
| 5531 | PHILO, " " " |
| 5532 | MAECENAS, friend to Caesar |
| 5533 | AGRIPPA, " " " |
| 5534 | DOLABELLA, " " " |
| 5535 | PROCULEIUS, " " " |
| 5536 | THYREUS, " " " |
| 5537 | GALLUS, " " " |
| 5538 | MENAS, friend to Pompey |
| 5539 | MENECRATES, " " " |
| 5540 | VARRIUS, " " " |
| 5541 | TAURUS, Lieutenant-General to Caesar |
| 5542 | CANIDIUS, Lieutenant-General to Antony |
| 5543 | SILIUS, an Officer in Ventidius's army |
| 5544 | EUPHRONIUS, an Ambassador from Antony to Caesar |
| 5545 | ALEXAS, attendant on Cleopatra |
| 5546 | MARDIAN, " " " |
| 5547 | SELEUCUS, " " " |
| 5548 | DIOMEDES, " " " |
| 5549 | A SOOTHSAYER |
| 5550 | A CLOWN |
| 5551 | CLEOPATRA, Queen of Egypt |
| 5552 | OCTAVIA, sister to Caesar and wife to Antony |
| 5553 | CHARMIAN, lady attending on Cleopatra |
| 5554 | IRAS, " " " " |
| 5555 | Officers, Soldiers, Messengers, and Attendants |
| 5556 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 5557 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 5558 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 5559 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 5560 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 5561 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 5564 | SCENE: |
| 5565 | The Roman Empire |
| 5566 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 5567 | Alexandria. CLEOPATRA'S palace |
| 5568 | Enter DEMETRIUS and PHILO |
| 5569 | PHILO. Nay, but this dotage of our general's |
| 5570 | O'erflows the measure. Those his goodly eyes, |
| 5571 | That o'er the files and musters of the war |
| 5572 | Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, no... |
| 5573 | The office and devotion of their view |
| 5574 | Upon a tawny front. His captain's heart, |
| 5575 | Which in the scuffles of great fights hath... |
| 5576 | The buckles on his breast, reneges all tem... |
| 5577 | And is become the bellows and the fan |
| 5578 | To cool a gipsy's lust. |
| 5579 | Flourish. Enter ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, her LA... |
| 5580 | with eunuchs fanning her |
| 5581 | Look where they come! |
| 5582 | Take but good note, and you shall see in him |
| 5583 | The triple pillar of the world transform'd |
| 5584 | Into a strumpet's fool. Behold and see. |
| 5585 | CLEOPATRA. If it be love indeed, tell me how... |
| 5586 | ANTONY. There's beggary in the love that can... |
| 5587 | CLEOPATRA. I'll set a bourn how far to be be... |
| 5588 | ANTONY. Then must thou needs find out new he... |
| 5589 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 5590 | MESSENGER. News, my good lord, from Rome. |
| 5591 | ANTONY. Grates me the sum. |
| 5592 | CLEOPATRA. Nay, hear them, Antony. |
| 5593 | Fulvia perchance is angry; or who knows |
| 5594 | If the scarce-bearded Caesar have not sent |
| 5595 | His pow'rful mandate to you: 'Do this or t... |
| 5596 | Take in that kingdom and enfranchise that; |
| 5597 | Perform't, or else we damn thee.' |
| 5598 | ANTONY. How, my love? |
| 5599 | CLEOPATRA. Perchance? Nay, and most like, |
| 5600 | You must not stay here longer; your dismis... |
| 5601 | Is come from Caesar; therefore hear it, An... |
| 5602 | Where's Fulvia's process? Caesar's I would... |
| 5603 | Call in the messengers. As I am Egypt's Qu... |
| 5604 | Thou blushest, Antony, and that blood of t... |
| 5605 | Is Caesar's homager. Else so thy cheek pay... |
| 5606 | When shrill-tongu'd Fulvia scolds. The mes... |
| 5607 | ANTONY. Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide... |
| 5608 | Of the rang'd empire fall! Here is my space. |
| 5609 | Kingdoms are clay; our dungy earth alike |
| 5610 | Feeds beast as man. The nobleness of life |
| 5611 | Is to do thus [emhracing], when such a mut... |
| 5612 | And such a twain can do't, in which I bind, |
| 5613 | On pain of punishment, the world to weet |
| 5614 | We stand up peerless. |
| 5615 | CLEOPATRA. Excellent falsehood! |
| 5616 | Why did he marry Fulvia, and not love her? |
| 5617 | I'll seem the fool I am not. Antony |
| 5618 | Will be himself. |
| 5619 | ANTONY. But stirr'd by Cleopatra. |
| 5620 | Now for the love of Love and her soft hours, |
| 5621 | Let's not confound the time with conferenc... |
| 5622 | There's not a minute of our lives should s... |
| 5623 | Without some pleasure now. What sport to-n... |
| 5624 | CLEOPATRA. Hear the ambassadors. |
| 5625 | ANTONY. Fie, wrangling queen! |
| 5626 | Whom everything becomes- to chide, to laugh, |
| 5627 | To weep; whose every passion fully strives |
| 5628 | To make itself in thee fair and admir'd. |
| 5629 | No messenger but thine, and all alone |
| 5630 | To-night we'll wander through the streets ... |
| 5631 | The qualities of people. Come, my queen; |
| 5632 | Last night you did desire it. Speak not to... |
| 5633 | Exeunt ANTONY and CLEOPAT... |
| 5634 | DEMETRIUS. Is Caesar with Antonius priz'd so... |
| 5635 | PHILO. Sir, sometimes when he is not Antony, |
| 5636 | He comes too short of that great property |
| 5637 | Which still should go with Antony. |
| 5638 | DEMETRIUS. I am full sorry |
| 5639 | That he approves the common liar, who |
| 5640 | Thus speaks of him at Rome; but I will hope |
| 5641 | Of better deeds to-morrow. Rest you happy!... |
| 5642 | SCENE II. |
| 5643 | Alexandria. CLEOPATRA'S palace |
| 5644 | Enter CHARMIAN, IRAS, ALEXAS, and a SOOTHSAYER |
| 5645 | CHARMIAN. Lord Alexas, sweet Alexas, most an... |
| 5646 | most absolute Alexas, where's the soothsay... |
| 5647 | to th' Queen? O that I knew this husband, ... |
| 5648 | charge his horns with garlands! |
| 5649 | ALEXAS. Soothsayer! |
| 5650 | SOOTHSAYER. Your will? |
| 5651 | CHARMIAN. Is this the man? Is't you, sir, th... |
| 5652 | SOOTHSAYER. In nature's infinite book of sec... |
| 5653 | A little I can read. |
| 5654 | ALEXAS. Show him your hand. |
| 5655 | Enter ENOBARBUS |
| 5656 | ENOBARBUS. Bring in the banquet quickly; win... |
| 5657 | Cleopatra's health to drink. |
| 5658 | CHARMIAN. Good, sir, give me good fortune. |
| 5659 | SOOTHSAYER. I make not, but foresee. |
| 5660 | CHARMIAN. Pray, then, foresee me one. |
| 5661 | SOOTHSAYER. You shall be yet far fairer than... |
| 5662 | CHARMIAN. He means in flesh. |
| 5663 | IRAS. No, you shall paint when you are old. |
| 5664 | CHARMIAN. Wrinkles forbid! |
| 5665 | ALEXAS. Vex not his prescience; be attentive. |
| 5666 | CHARMIAN. Hush! |
| 5667 | SOOTHSAYER. You shall be more beloving than ... |
| 5668 | CHARMIAN. I had rather heat my liver with dr... |
| 5669 | ALEXAS. Nay, hear him. |
| 5670 | CHARMIAN. Good now, some excellent fortune! ... |
| 5671 | three kings in a forenoon, and widow them ... |
| 5672 | child at fifty, to whom Herod of Jewry may... |
| 5673 | marry me with Octavius Caesar, and compani... |
| 5674 | SOOTHSAYER. You shall outlive the lady whom ... |
| 5675 | CHARMIAN. O, excellent! I love long life bet... |
| 5676 | SOOTHSAYER. You have seen and prov'd a faire... |
| 5677 | Than that which is to approach. |
| 5678 | CHARMIAN. Then belike my children shall have... |
| 5679 | Prithee, how many boys and wenches must I ... |
| 5680 | SOOTHSAYER. If every of your wishes had a womb, |
| 5681 | And fertile every wish, a million. |
| 5682 | CHARMIAN. Out, fool! I forgive thee for a wi... |
| 5683 | ALEXAS. You think none but your sheets are p... |
| 5684 | CHARMIAN. Nay, come, tell Iras hers. |
| 5685 | ALEXAS. We'll know all our fortunes. |
| 5686 | ENOBARBUS. Mine, and most of our fortunes, t... |
| 5687 | drunk to bed. |
| 5688 | IRAS. There's a palm presages chastity, if n... |
| 5689 | CHARMIAN. E'en as the o'erflowing Nilus pres... |
| 5690 | IRAS. Go, you wild bedfellow, you cannot soo... |
| 5691 | CHARMIAN. Nay, if an oily palm be not a frui... |
| 5692 | cannot scratch mine ear. Prithee, tell her... |
| 5693 | SOOTHSAYER. Your fortunes are alike. |
| 5694 | IRAS. But how, but how? Give me particulars. |
| 5695 | SOOTHSAYER. I have said. |
| 5696 | IRAS. Am I not an inch of fortune better tha... |
| 5697 | CHARMIAN. Well, if you were but an inch of f... |
| 5698 | where would you choose it? |
| 5699 | IRAS. Not in my husband's nose. |
| 5700 | CHARMIAN. Our worser thoughts heavens mend! ... |
| 5701 | fortune, his fortune! O, let him marry a w... |
| 5702 | sweet Isis, I beseech thee! And let her di... |
| 5703 | worse! And let worse follow worse, till th... |
| 5704 | him laughing to his grave, fiftyfold a cuc... |
| 5705 | me this prayer, though thou deny me a matt... |
| 5706 | Isis, I beseech thee! |
| 5707 | IRAS. Amen. Dear goddess, hear that prayer o... |
| 5708 | it is a heartbreaking to see a handsome ma... |
| 5709 | a deadly sorrow to behold a foul knave unc... |
| 5710 | dear Isis, keep decorum, and fortune him a... |
| 5711 | CHARMIAN. Amen. |
| 5712 | ALEXAS. Lo now, if it lay in their hands to ... |
| 5713 | would make themselves whores but they'ld d... |
| 5714 | Enter CLEOPATRA |
| 5715 | ENOBARBUS. Hush! Here comes Antony. |
| 5716 | CHARMIAN. Not he; the Queen. |
| 5717 | CLEOPATRA. Saw you my lord? |
| 5718 | ENOBARBUS. No, lady. |
| 5719 | CLEOPATRA. Was he not here? |
| 5720 | CHARMIAN. No, madam. |
| 5721 | CLEOPATRA. He was dispos'd to mirth; but on ... |
| 5722 | A Roman thought hath struck him. Enobarbus! |
| 5723 | ENOBARBUS. Madam? |
| 5724 | CLEOPATRA. Seek him, and bring him hither. W... |
| 5725 | ALEXAS. Here, at your service. My lord appro... |
| 5726 | Enter ANTONY, with a MESSENGER and a... |
| 5727 | CLEOPATRA. We will not look upon him. Go wit... |
| 5728 | Exeunt CLEOPATRA, ENOBA... |
| 5729 | MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife first came into t... |
| 5730 | ANTONY. Against my brother Lucius? |
| 5731 | MESSENGER. Ay. |
| 5732 | But soon that war had end, and the time's ... |
| 5733 | Made friends of them, jointing their force... |
| 5734 | Whose better issue in the war from Italy |
| 5735 | Upon the first encounter drave them. |
| 5736 | ANTONY. Well, what worst? |
| 5737 | MESSENGER. The nature of bad news infects th... |
| 5738 | ANTONY. When it concerns the fool or coward.... |
| 5739 | Things that are past are done with me. 'Ti... |
| 5740 | Who tells me true, though in his tale lie ... |
| 5741 | I hear him as he flatter'd. |
| 5742 | MESSENGER. Labienus- |
| 5743 | This is stiff news- hath with his Parthian... |
| 5744 | Extended Asia from Euphrates, |
| 5745 | His conquering banner shook from Syria |
| 5746 | To Lydia and to Ionia, |
| 5747 | Whilst- |
| 5748 | ANTONY. Antony, thou wouldst say. |
| 5749 | MESSENGER. O, my lord! |
| 5750 | ANTONY. Speak to me home; mince not the gene... |
| 5751 | Name Cleopatra as she is call'd in Rome. |
| 5752 | Rail thou in Fulvia's phrase, and taunt my... |
| 5753 | With such full licence as both truth and m... |
| 5754 | Have power to utter. O, then we bring fort... |
| 5755 | When our quick minds lie still, and our il... |
| 5756 | Is as our earing. Fare thee well awhile. |
| 5757 | MESSENGER. At your noble pleasure. ... |
| 5758 | ANTONY. From Sicyon, ho, the news! Speak there! |
| 5759 | FIRST ATTENDANT. The man from Sicyon- is the... |
| 5760 | SECOND ATTENDANT. He stays upon your will. |
| 5761 | ANTONY. Let him appear. |
| 5762 | These strong Egyptian fetters I must break, |
| 5763 | Or lose myself in dotage. |
| 5764 | Enter another MESSENGER with ... |
| 5765 | What are you? |
| 5766 | SECOND MESSENGER. Fulvia thy wife is dead. |
| 5767 | ANTONY. Where died she? |
| 5768 | SECOND MESSENGER. In Sicyon. |
| 5769 | Her length of sickness, with what else mor... |
| 5770 | Importeth thee to know, this bears. ... |
| 5771 | ANTONY. Forbear me. ... |
| 5772 | There's a great spirit gone! Thus did I de... |
| 5773 | What our contempts doth often hurl from us |
| 5774 | We wish it ours again; the present pleasure, |
| 5775 | By revolution low'ring, does become |
| 5776 | The opposite of itself. She's good, being ... |
| 5777 | The hand could pluck her back that shov'd ... |
| 5778 | I must from this enchanting queen break off. |
| 5779 | Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I k... |
| 5780 | My idleness doth hatch. How now, Enobarbus! |
| 5781 | Re-enter ENOBARBUS |
| 5782 | ENOBARBUS. What's your pleasure, sir? |
| 5783 | ANTONY. I must with haste from hence. |
| 5784 | ENOBARBUS. Why, then we kill all our women. ... |
| 5785 | unkindness is to them; if they suffer our ... |
| 5786 | word. |
| 5787 | ANTONY. I must be gone. |
| 5788 | ENOBARBUS. Under a compelling occasion, let ... |
| 5789 | to cast them away for nothing, though betw... |
| 5790 | cause they should be esteemed nothing. Cle... |
| 5791 | the least noise of this, dies instantly; I... |
| 5792 | twenty times upon far poorer moment. I do ... |
| 5793 | in death, which commits some loving act up... |
| 5794 | celerity in dying. |
| 5795 | ANTONY. She is cunning past man's thought. |
| 5796 | ENOBARBUS. Alack, sir, no! Her passions are ... |
| 5797 | finest part of pure love. We cannot call h... |
| 5798 | sighs and tears; they are greater storms a... |
| 5799 | almanacs can report. This cannot be cunnin... |
| 5800 | makes a show'r of rain as well as Jove. |
| 5801 | ANTONY. Would I had never seen her! |
| 5802 | ENOBARBUS. O Sir, you had then left unseen a... |
| 5803 | work, which not to have been blest withal ... |
| 5804 | your travel. |
| 5805 | ANTONY. Fulvia is dead. |
| 5806 | ENOBARBUS. Sir? |
| 5807 | ANTONY. Fulvia is dead. |
| 5808 | ENOBARBUS. Fulvia? |
| 5809 | ANTONY. Dead. |
| 5810 | ENOBARBUS. Why, sir, give the gods a thankfu... |
| 5811 | pleaseth their deities to take the wife of... |
| 5812 | shows to man the tailors of the earth; com... |
| 5813 | when old robes are worn out there are memb... |
| 5814 | there were no more women but Fulvia, then ... |
| 5815 | and the case to be lamented. This grief is... |
| 5816 | consolation: your old smock brings forth a... |
| 5817 | indeed the tears live in an onion that sho... |
| 5818 | ANTONY. The business she hath broached in th... |
| 5819 | Cannot endure my absence. |
| 5820 | ENOBARBUS. And the business you have broach'... |
| 5821 | without you; especially that of Cleopatra'... |
| 5822 | on your abode. |
| 5823 | ANTONY. No more light answers. Let our officers |
| 5824 | Have notice what we purpose. I shall break |
| 5825 | The cause of our expedience to the Queen, |
| 5826 | And get her leave to part. For not alone |
| 5827 | The death of Fulvia, with more urgent touc... |
| 5828 | Do strongly speak to us; but the letters to |
| 5829 | Of many our contriving friends in Rome |
| 5830 | Petition us at home. Sextus Pompeius |
| 5831 | Hath given the dare to Caesar, and commands |
| 5832 | The empire of the sea; our slippery people, |
| 5833 | Whose love is never link'd to the deserver |
| 5834 | Till his deserts are past, begin to throw |
| 5835 | Pompey the Great and all his dignities |
| 5836 | Upon his son; who, high in name and power, |
| 5837 | Higher than both in blood and life, stands up |
| 5838 | For the main soldier; whose quality, going... |
| 5839 | The sides o' th' world may danger. Much is... |
| 5840 | Which, like the courser's hair, hath yet b... |
| 5841 | And not a serpent's poison. Say our pleasure, |
| 5842 | To such whose place is under us, requires |
| 5843 | Our quick remove from hence. |
| 5844 | ENOBARBUS. I shall do't. ... |
| 5845 | SCENE III. |
| 5846 | Alexandria. CLEOPATRA'S palace |
| 5847 | Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and ALEXAS |
| 5848 | CLEOPATRA. Where is he? |
| 5849 | CHARMIAN. I did not see him since. |
| 5850 | CLEOPATRA. See where he is, who's with him, ... |
| 5851 | I did not send you. If you find him sad, |
| 5852 | Say I am dancing; if in mirth, report |
| 5853 | That I am sudden sick. Quick, and return. ... |
| 5854 | CHARMIAN. Madam, methinks, if you did love h... |
| 5855 | You do not hold the method to enforce |
| 5856 | The like from him. |
| 5857 | CLEOPATRA. What should I do I do not? |
| 5858 | CHARMIAN. In each thing give him way; cross ... |
| 5859 | CLEOPATRA. Thou teachest like a fool- the wa... |
| 5860 | CHARMIAN. Tempt him not so too far; I wish, ... |
| 5861 | In time we hate that which we often fear. |
| 5862 | Enter ANTONY |
| 5863 | But here comes Antony. |
| 5864 | CLEOPATRA. I am sick and sullen. |
| 5865 | ANTONY. I am sorry to give breathing to my p... |
| 5866 | CLEOPATRA. Help me away, dear Charmian; I sh... |
| 5867 | It cannot be thus long; the sides of nature |
| 5868 | Will not sustain it. |
| 5869 | ANTONY. Now, my dearest queen- |
| 5870 | CLEOPATRA. Pray you, stand farther from me. |
| 5871 | ANTONY. What's the matter? |
| 5872 | CLEOPATRA. I know by that same eye there's s... |
| 5873 | What says the married woman? You may go. |
| 5874 | Would she had never given you leave to come! |
| 5875 | Let her not say 'tis I that keep you here- |
| 5876 | I have no power upon you; hers you are. |
| 5877 | ANTONY. The gods best know- |
| 5878 | CLEOPATRA. O, never was there queen |
| 5879 | So mightily betray'd! Yet at the first |
| 5880 | I saw the treasons planted. |
| 5881 | ANTONY. Cleopatra- |
| 5882 | CLEOPATRA. Why should I think you can be min... |
| 5883 | Though you in swearing shake the throned g... |
| 5884 | Who have been false to Fulvia? Riotous mad... |
| 5885 | To be entangled with those mouth-made vows, |
| 5886 | Which break themselves in swearing! |
| 5887 | ANTONY. Most sweet queen- |
| 5888 | CLEOPATRA. Nay, pray you seek no colour for ... |
| 5889 | But bid farewell, and go. When you sued st... |
| 5890 | Then was the time for words. No going then! |
| 5891 | Eternity was in our lips and eyes, |
| 5892 | Bliss in our brows' bent, none our parts s... |
| 5893 | But was a race of heaven. They are so still, |
| 5894 | Or thou, the greatest soldier of the world, |
| 5895 | Art turn'd the greatest liar. |
| 5896 | ANTONY. How now, lady! |
| 5897 | CLEOPATRA. I would I had thy inches. Thou sh... |
| 5898 | There were a heart in Egypt. |
| 5899 | ANTONY. Hear me, queen: |
| 5900 | The strong necessity of time commands |
| 5901 | Our services awhile; but my full heart |
| 5902 | Remains in use with you. Our Italy |
| 5903 | Shines o'er with civil swords: Sextus Pomp... |
| 5904 | Makes his approaches to the port of Rome; |
| 5905 | Equality of two domestic powers |
| 5906 | Breed scrupulous faction; the hated, grown... |
| 5907 | Are newly grown to love. The condemn'd Pom... |
| 5908 | Rich in his father's honour, creeps apace |
| 5909 | Into the hearts of such as have not thrived |
| 5910 | Upon the present state, whose numbers thre... |
| 5911 | And quietness, grown sick of rest, would p... |
| 5912 | By any desperate change. My more particular, |
| 5913 | And that which most with you should safe m... |
| 5914 | Is Fulvia's death. |
| 5915 | CLEOPATRA. Though age from folly could not g... |
| 5916 | It does from childishness. Can Fulvia die? |
| 5917 | ANTONY. She's dead, my Queen. |
| 5918 | Look here, and at thy sovereign leisure read |
| 5919 | The garboils she awak'd. At the last, best. |
| 5920 | See when and where she died. |
| 5921 | CLEOPATRA. O most false love! |
| 5922 | Where be the sacred vials thou shouldst fi... |
| 5923 | With sorrowful water? Now I see, I see, |
| 5924 | In Fulvia's death how mine receiv'd shall be. |
| 5925 | ANTONY. Quarrel no more, but be prepar'd to ... |
| 5926 | The purposes I bear; which are, or cease, |
| 5927 | As you shall give th' advice. By the fire |
| 5928 | That quickens Nilus' slime, I go from hence |
| 5929 | Thy soldier, servant, making peace or war |
| 5930 | As thou affects. |
| 5931 | CLEOPATRA. Cut my lace, Charmian, come! |
| 5932 | But let it be; I am quickly ill and well- |
| 5933 | So Antony loves. |
| 5934 | ANTONY. My precious queen, forbear, |
| 5935 | And give true evidence to his love, which ... |
| 5936 | An honourable trial. |
| 5937 | CLEOPATRA. So Fulvia told me. |
| 5938 | I prithee turn aside and weep for her; |
| 5939 | Then bid adieu to me, and say the tears |
| 5940 | Belong to Egypt. Good now, play one scene |
| 5941 | Of excellent dissembling, and let it look |
| 5942 | Like perfect honour. |
| 5943 | ANTONY. You'll heat my blood; no more. |
| 5944 | CLEOPATRA. You can do better yet; but this i... |
| 5945 | ANTONY. Now, by my sword- |
| 5946 | CLEOPATRA. And target. Still he mends; |
| 5947 | But this is not the best. Look, prithee, C... |
| 5948 | How this Herculean Roman does become |
| 5949 | The carriage of his chafe. |
| 5950 | ANTONY. I'll leave you, lady. |
| 5951 | CLEOPATRA. Courteous lord, one word. |
| 5952 | Sir, you and I must part- but that's not it. |
| 5953 | Sir, you and I have lov'd- but there's not... |
| 5954 | That you know well. Something it is I would- |
| 5955 | O, my oblivion is a very Antony, |
| 5956 | And I am all forgotten! |
| 5957 | ANTONY. But that your royalty |
| 5958 | Holds idleness your subject, I should take... |
| 5959 | For idleness itself. |
| 5960 | CLEOPATRA. 'Tis sweating labour |
| 5961 | To bear such idleness so near the heart |
| 5962 | As Cleopatra this. But, sir, forgive me; |
| 5963 | Since my becomings kill me when they do not |
| 5964 | Eye well to you. Your honour calls you hence; |
| 5965 | Therefore be deaf to my unpitied folly, |
| 5966 | And all the gods go with you! Upon your sword |
| 5967 | Sit laurel victory, and smooth success |
| 5968 | Be strew'd before your feet! |
| 5969 | ANTONY. Let us go. Come. |
| 5970 | Our separation so abides and flies |
| 5971 | That thou, residing here, goes yet with me, |
| 5972 | And I, hence fleeting, here remain with thee. |
| 5973 | Away! ... |
| 5974 | SCENE IV. |
| 5975 | Rome. CAESAR'S house |
| 5976 | Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, reading a letter; LEPID... |
| 5977 | CAESAR. You may see, Lepidus, and henceforth... |
| 5978 | It is not Caesar's natural vice to hate |
| 5979 | Our great competitor. From Alexandria |
| 5980 | This is the news: he fishes, drinks, and w... |
| 5981 | The lamps of night in revel; is not more m... |
| 5982 | Than Cleopatra, nor the queen of Ptolemy |
| 5983 | More womanly than he; hardly gave audience... |
| 5984 | Vouchsaf'd to think he had partners. You s... |
| 5985 | A man who is the abstract of all faults |
| 5986 | That all men follow. |
| 5987 | LEPIDUS. I must not think there are |
| 5988 | Evils enow to darken all his goodness. |
| 5989 | His faults, in him, seem as the spots of h... |
| 5990 | More fiery by night's blackness; hereditary |
| 5991 | Rather than purchas'd; what he cannot change |
| 5992 | Than what he chooses. |
| 5993 | CAESAR. You are too indulgent. Let's grant i... |
| 5994 | Amiss to tumble on the bed of Ptolemy, |
| 5995 | To give a kingdom for a mirth, to sit |
| 5996 | And keep the turn of tippling with a slave, |
| 5997 | To reel the streets at noon, and stand the... |
| 5998 | With knaves that smell of sweat. Say this ... |
| 5999 | As his composure must be rare indeed |
| 6000 | Whom these things cannot blemish- yet must... |
| 6001 | No way excuse his foils when we do bear |
| 6002 | So great weight in his lightness. If he fi... |
| 6003 | His vacancy with his voluptuousness, |
| 6004 | Full surfeits and the dryness of his bones |
| 6005 | Call on him for't! But to confound such time |
| 6006 | That drums him from his sport and speaks a... |
| 6007 | As his own state and ours- 'tis to be chid |
| 6008 | As we rate boys who, being mature in knowl... |
| 6009 | Pawn their experience to their present ple... |
| 6010 | And so rebel to judgment. |
| 6011 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 6012 | LEPIDUS. Here's more news. |
| 6013 | MESSENGER. Thy biddings have been done; and ... |
| 6014 | Most noble Caesar, shalt thou have report |
| 6015 | How 'tis abroad. Pompey is strong at sea, |
| 6016 | And it appears he is belov'd of those |
| 6017 | That only have fear'd Caesar. To the ports |
| 6018 | The discontents repair, and men's reports |
| 6019 | Give him much wrong'd. |
| 6020 | CAESAR. I should have known no less. |
| 6021 | It hath been taught us from the primal state |
| 6022 | That he which is was wish'd until he were; |
| 6023 | And the ebb'd man, ne'er lov'd till ne'er ... |
| 6024 | Comes dear'd by being lack'd. This common ... |
| 6025 | Like to a vagabond flag upon the stream, |
| 6026 | Goes to and back, lackeying the varying tide, |
| 6027 | To rot itself with motion. |
| 6028 | MESSENGER. Caesar, I bring thee word |
| 6029 | Menecrates and Menas, famous pirates, |
| 6030 | Make the sea serve them, which they ear an... |
| 6031 | With keels of every kind. Many hot inroads |
| 6032 | They make in Italy; the borders maritime |
| 6033 | Lack blood to think on't, and flush youth ... |
| 6034 | No vessel can peep forth but 'tis as soon |
| 6035 | Taken as seen; for Pompey's name strikes more |
| 6036 | Than could his war resisted. |
| 6037 | CAESAR. Antony, |
| 6038 | Leave thy lascivious wassails. When thou once |
| 6039 | Was beaten from Modena, where thou slew'st |
| 6040 | Hirtius and Pansa, consuls, at thy heel |
| 6041 | Did famine follow; whom thou fought'st aga... |
| 6042 | Though daintily brought up, with patience ... |
| 6043 | Than savages could suffer. Thou didst drink |
| 6044 | The stale of horses and the gilded puddle |
| 6045 | Which beasts would cough at. Thy palate th... |
| 6046 | The roughest berry on the rudest hedge; |
| 6047 | Yea, like the stag when snow the pasture s... |
| 6048 | The barks of trees thou brows'd. On the Alps |
| 6049 | It is reported thou didst eat strange flesh, |
| 6050 | Which some did die to look on. And all thi... |
| 6051 | It wounds thine honour that I speak it now- |
| 6052 | Was borne so like a soldier that thy cheek |
| 6053 | So much as lank'd not. |
| 6054 | LEPIDUS. 'Tis pity of him. |
| 6055 | CAESAR. Let his shames quickly |
| 6056 | Drive him to Rome. 'Tis time we twain |
| 6057 | Did show ourselves i' th' field; and to th... |
| 6058 | Assemble we immediate council. Pompey |
| 6059 | Thrives in our idleness. |
| 6060 | LEPIDUS. To-morrow, Caesar, |
| 6061 | I shall be furnish'd to inform you rightly |
| 6062 | Both what by sea and land I can be able |
| 6063 | To front this present time. |
| 6064 | CAESAR. Till which encounter |
| 6065 | It is my business too. Farewell. |
| 6066 | LEPIDUS. Farewell, my lord. What you shall k... |
| 6067 | Of stirs abroad, I shall beseech you, sir, |
| 6068 | To let me be partaker. |
| 6069 | CAESAR. Doubt not, sir; |
| 6070 | I knew it for my bond. ... |
| 6071 | SCENE V. |
| 6072 | Alexandria. CLEOPATRA'S palace |
| 6073 | Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and MARDIAN |
| 6074 | CLEOPATRA. Charmian! |
| 6075 | CHARMIAN. Madam? |
| 6076 | CLEOPATRA. Ha, ha! |
| 6077 | Give me to drink mandragora. |
| 6078 | CHARMIAN. Why, madam? |
| 6079 | CLEOPATRA. That I might sleep out this great... |
| 6080 | My Antony is away. |
| 6081 | CHARMIAN. You think of him too much. |
| 6082 | CLEOPATRA. O, 'tis treason! |
| 6083 | CHARMIAN. Madam, I trust, not so. |
| 6084 | CLEOPATRA. Thou, eunuch Mardian! |
| 6085 | MARDIAN. What's your Highness' pleasure? |
| 6086 | CLEOPATRA. Not now to hear thee sing; I take... |
| 6087 | In aught an eunuch has. 'Tis well for thee |
| 6088 | That, being unseminar'd, thy freer thoughts |
| 6089 | May not fly forth of Egypt. Hast thou affe... |
| 6090 | MARDIAN. Yes, gracious madam. |
| 6091 | CLEOPATRA. Indeed? |
| 6092 | MARDIAN. Not in deed, madam; for I can do no... |
| 6093 | But what indeed is honest to be done. |
| 6094 | Yet have I fierce affections, and think |
| 6095 | What Venus did with Mars. |
| 6096 | CLEOPATRA. O Charmian, |
| 6097 | Where think'st thou he is now? Stands he o... |
| 6098 | Or does he walk? or is he on his horse? |
| 6099 | O happy horse, to bear the weight of Antony! |
| 6100 | Do bravely, horse; for wot'st thou whom th... |
| 6101 | The demi-Atlas of this earth, the arm |
| 6102 | And burgonet of men. He's speaking now, |
| 6103 | Or murmuring 'Where's my serpent of old Ni... |
| 6104 | For so he calls me. Now I feed myself |
| 6105 | With most delicious poison. Think on me, |
| 6106 | That am with Phoebus' amorous pinches black, |
| 6107 | And wrinkled deep in time? Broad-fronted C... |
| 6108 | When thou wast here above the ground, I was |
| 6109 | A morsel for a monarch; and great Pompey |
| 6110 | Would stand and make his eyes grow in my b... |
| 6111 | There would he anchor his aspect and die |
| 6112 | With looking on his life. |
| 6113 | Enter ALEXAS |
| 6114 | ALEXAS. Sovereign of Egypt, hail! |
| 6115 | CLEOPATRA. How much unlike art thou Mark Ant... |
| 6116 | Yet, coming from him, that great med'cine ... |
| 6117 | With his tinct gilded thee. |
| 6118 | How goes it with my brave Mark Antony? |
| 6119 | ALEXAS. Last thing he did, dear Queen, |
| 6120 | He kiss'd- the last of many doubled kisses- |
| 6121 | This orient pearl. His speech sticks in my... |
| 6122 | CLEOPATRA. Mine ear must pluck it thence. |
| 6123 | ALEXAS. 'Good friend,' quoth he |
| 6124 | 'Say the firm Roman to great Egypt sends |
| 6125 | This treasure of an oyster; at whose foot, |
| 6126 | To mend the petty present, I will piece |
| 6127 | Her opulent throne with kingdoms. All the ... |
| 6128 | Say thou, shall call her mistress.' So he ... |
| 6129 | And soberly did mount an arm-gaunt steed, |
| 6130 | Who neigh'd so high that what I would have... |
| 6131 | Was beastly dumb'd by him. |
| 6132 | CLEOPATRA. What, was he sad or merry? |
| 6133 | ALEXAS. Like to the time o' th' year between... |
| 6134 | Of hot and cold; he was nor sad nor merry. |
| 6135 | CLEOPATRA. O well-divided disposition! Note ... |
| 6136 | Note him, good Charmian; 'tis the man; but... |
| 6137 | He was not sad, for he would shine on those |
| 6138 | That make their looks by his; he was not m... |
| 6139 | Which seem'd to tell them his remembrance lay |
| 6140 | In Egypt with his joy; but between both. |
| 6141 | O heavenly mingle! Be'st thou sad or merry, |
| 6142 | The violence of either thee becomes, |
| 6143 | So does it no man else. Met'st thou my posts? |
| 6144 | ALEXAS. Ay, madam, twenty several messengers. |
| 6145 | Why do you send so thick? |
| 6146 | CLEOPATRA. Who's born that day |
| 6147 | When I forget to send to Antony |
| 6148 | Shall die a beggar. Ink and paper, Charmia... |
| 6149 | Welcome, my good Alexas. Did I, Charmian, |
| 6150 | Ever love Caesar so? |
| 6151 | CHARMIAN. O that brave Caesar! |
| 6152 | CLEOPATRA. Be chok'd with such another empha... |
| 6153 | Say 'the brave Antony.' |
| 6154 | CHARMIAN. The valiant Caesar! |
| 6155 | CLEOPATRA. By Isis, I will give thee bloody ... |
| 6156 | If thou with Caesar paragon again |
| 6157 | My man of men. |
| 6158 | CHARMIAN. By your most gracious pardon, |
| 6159 | I sing but after you. |
| 6160 | CLEOPATRA. My salad days, |
| 6161 | When I was green in judgment, cold in blood, |
| 6162 | To say as I said then. But come, away! |
| 6163 | Get me ink and paper. |
| 6164 | He shall have every day a several greeting, |
| 6165 | Or I'll unpeople Egypt. ... |
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| 6174 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 6175 | Messina. POMPEY'S house |
| 6176 | Enter POMPEY, MENECRATES, and MENAS, in warlik... |
| 6177 | POMPEY. If the great gods be just, they shal... |
| 6178 | The deeds of justest men. |
| 6179 | MENECRATES. Know, worthy Pompey, |
| 6180 | That what they do delay they not deny. |
| 6181 | POMPEY. Whiles we are suitors to their thron... |
| 6182 | The thing we sue for. |
| 6183 | MENECRATES. We, ignorant of ourselves, |
| 6184 | Beg often our own harms, which the wise po... |
| 6185 | Deny us for our good; so find we profit |
| 6186 | By losing of our prayers. |
| 6187 | POMPEY. I shall do well. |
| 6188 | The people love me, and the sea is mine; |
| 6189 | My powers are crescent, and my auguring hope |
| 6190 | Says it will come to th' full. Mark Antony |
| 6191 | In Egypt sits at dinner, and will make |
| 6192 | No wars without doors. Caesar gets money w... |
| 6193 | He loses hearts. Lepidus flatters both, |
| 6194 | Of both is flatter'd; but he neither loves, |
| 6195 | Nor either cares for him. |
| 6196 | MENAS. Caesar and Lepidus |
| 6197 | Are in the field. A mighty strength they c... |
| 6198 | POMPEY. Where have you this? 'Tis false. |
| 6199 | MENAS. From Silvius, sir. |
| 6200 | POMPEY. He dreams. I know they are in Rome t... |
| 6201 | Looking for Antony. But all the charms of ... |
| 6202 | Salt Cleopatra, soften thy wan'd lip! |
| 6203 | Let witchcraft join with beauty, lust with... |
| 6204 | Tie up the libertine in a field of feasts, |
| 6205 | Keep his brain fuming. Epicurean cooks |
| 6206 | Sharpen with cloyless sauce his appetite, |
| 6207 | That sleep and feeding may prorogue his ho... |
| 6208 | Even till a Lethe'd dullness- |
| 6209 | Enter VARRIUS |
| 6210 | How now, Varrius! |
| 6211 | VARRIUS. This is most certain that I shall d... |
| 6212 | Mark Antony is every hour in Rome |
| 6213 | Expected. Since he went from Egypt 'tis |
| 6214 | A space for farther travel. |
| 6215 | POMPEY. I could have given less matter |
| 6216 | A better ear. Menas, I did not think |
| 6217 | This amorous surfeiter would have donn'd h... |
| 6218 | For such a petty war; his soldiership |
| 6219 | Is twice the other twain. But let us rear |
| 6220 | The higher our opinion, that our stirring |
| 6221 | Can from the lap of Egypt's widow pluck |
| 6222 | The ne'er-lust-wearied Antony. |
| 6223 | MENAS. I cannot hope |
| 6224 | Caesar and Antony shall well greet together. |
| 6225 | His wife that's dead did trespasses to Cae... |
| 6226 | His brother warr'd upon him; although, I t... |
| 6227 | Not mov'd by Antony. |
| 6228 | POMPEY. I know not, Menas, |
| 6229 | How lesser enmities may give way to greater. |
| 6230 | Were't not that we stand up against them a... |
| 6231 | 'Twere pregnant they should square between... |
| 6232 | For they have entertained cause enough |
| 6233 | To draw their swords. But how the fear of us |
| 6234 | May cement their divisions, and bind up |
| 6235 | The petty difference we yet not know. |
| 6236 | Be't as our gods will have't! It only stands |
| 6237 | Our lives upon to use our strongest hands. |
| 6238 | Come, Menas. ... |
| 6239 | SCENE II. |
| 6240 | Rome. The house of LEPIDUS |
| 6241 | Enter ENOBARBUS and LEPIDUS |
| 6242 | LEPIDUS. Good Enobarbus, 'tis a worthy deed, |
| 6243 | And shall become you well, to entreat your... |
| 6244 | To soft and gentle speech. |
| 6245 | ENOBARBUS. I shall entreat him |
| 6246 | To answer like himself. If Caesar move him, |
| 6247 | Let Antony look over Caesar's head |
| 6248 | And speak as loud as Mars. By Jupiter, |
| 6249 | Were I the wearer of Antonius' beard, |
| 6250 | I would not shave't to-day. |
| 6251 | LEPIDUS. 'Tis not a time |
| 6252 | For private stomaching. |
| 6253 | ENOBARBUS. Every time |
| 6254 | Serves for the matter that is then born in't. |
| 6255 | LEPIDUS. But small to greater matters must g... |
| 6256 | ENOBARBUS. Not if the small come first. |
| 6257 | LEPIDUS. Your speech is passion; |
| 6258 | But pray you stir no embers up. Here comes |
| 6259 | The noble Antony. |
| 6260 | Enter ANTONY and VENTIDIUS |
| 6261 | ENOBARBUS. And yonder, Caesar. |
| 6262 | Enter CAESAR, MAECENAS, and AGRIPPA |
| 6263 | ANTONY. If we compose well here, to Parthia. |
| 6264 | Hark, Ventidius. |
| 6265 | CAESAR. I do not know, Maecenas. Ask Agrippa. |
| 6266 | LEPIDUS. Noble friends, |
| 6267 | That which combin'd us was most great, and... |
| 6268 | A leaner action rend us. What's amiss, |
| 6269 | May it be gently heard. When we debate |
| 6270 | Our trivial difference loud, we do commit |
| 6271 | Murder in healing wounds. Then, noble part... |
| 6272 | The rather for I earnestly beseech, |
| 6273 | Touch you the sourest points with sweetest... |
| 6274 | Nor curstness grow to th' matter. |
| 6275 | ANTONY. 'Tis spoken well. |
| 6276 | Were we before our arinies, and to fight, |
| 6277 | I should do thus. ... |
| 6278 | CAESAR. Welcome to Rome. |
| 6279 | ANTONY. Thank you. |
| 6280 | CAESAR. Sit. |
| 6281 | ANTONY. Sit, sir. |
| 6282 | CAESAR. Nay, then. ... |
| 6283 | ANTONY. I learn you take things ill which ar... |
| 6284 | Or being, concern you not. |
| 6285 | CAESAR. I must be laugh'd at |
| 6286 | If, or for nothing or a little, |
| 6287 | Should say myself offended, and with you |
| 6288 | Chiefly i' the world; more laugh'd at that... |
| 6289 | Once name you derogately when to sound you... |
| 6290 | It not concern'd me. |
| 6291 | ANTONY. My being in Egypt, Caesar, |
| 6292 | What was't to you? |
| 6293 | CAESAR. No more than my residing here at Rome |
| 6294 | Might be to you in Egypt. Yet, if you there |
| 6295 | Did practise on my state, your being in Egypt |
| 6296 | Might be my question. |
| 6297 | ANTONY. How intend you- practis'd? |
| 6298 | CAESAR. You may be pleas'd to catch at mine ... |
| 6299 | By what did here befall me. Your wife and ... |
| 6300 | Made wars upon me, and their contestation |
| 6301 | Was theme for you; you were the word of war. |
| 6302 | ANTONY. You do mistake your business; my bro... |
| 6303 | Did urge me in his act. I did inquire it, |
| 6304 | And have my learning from some true reports |
| 6305 | That drew their swords with you. Did he no... |
| 6306 | Discredit my authority with yours, |
| 6307 | And make the wars alike against my stomach, |
| 6308 | Having alike your cause? Of this my letters |
| 6309 | Before did satisfy you. If you'll patch a ... |
| 6310 | As matter whole you have not to make it with, |
| 6311 | It must not be with this. |
| 6312 | CAESAR. You praise yourself |
| 6313 | By laying defects of judgment to me; but |
| 6314 | You patch'd up your excuses. |
| 6315 | ANTONY. Not so, not so; |
| 6316 | I know you could not lack, I am certain on't, |
| 6317 | Very necessity of this thought, that I, |
| 6318 | Your partner in the cause 'gainst which he... |
| 6319 | Could not with graceful eyes attend those ... |
| 6320 | Which fronted mine own peace. As for my wife, |
| 6321 | I would you had her spirit in such another! |
| 6322 | The third o' th' world is yours, which wit... |
| 6323 | You may pace easy, but not such a wife. |
| 6324 | ENOBARBUS. Would we had all such wives, that... |
| 6325 | wars with the women! |
| 6326 | ANTONY. So much uncurbable, her garboils, Ca... |
| 6327 | Made out of her impatience- which not wanted |
| 6328 | Shrewdness of policy too- I grieving grant |
| 6329 | Did you too much disquiet. For that you must |
| 6330 | But say I could not help it. |
| 6331 | CAESAR. I wrote to you |
| 6332 | When rioting in Alexandria; you |
| 6333 | Did pocket up my letters, and with taunts |
| 6334 | Did gibe my missive out of audience. |
| 6335 | ANTONY. Sir, |
| 6336 | He fell upon me ere admitted. Then |
| 6337 | Three kings I had newly feasted, and did want |
| 6338 | Of what I was i' th' morning; but next day |
| 6339 | I told him of myself, which was as much |
| 6340 | As to have ask'd him pardon. Let this fellow |
| 6341 | Be nothing of our strife; if we contend, |
| 6342 | Out of our question wipe him. |
| 6343 | CAESAR. You have broken |
| 6344 | The article of your oath, which you shall ... |
| 6345 | Have tongue to charge me with. |
| 6346 | LEPIDUS. Soft, Caesar! |
| 6347 | ANTONY. No; |
| 6348 | Lepidus, let him speak. |
| 6349 | The honour is sacred which he talks on now, |
| 6350 | Supposing that I lack'd it. But on, Caesar: |
| 6351 | The article of my oath- |
| 6352 | CAESAR. To lend me arms and aid when I requi... |
| 6353 | The which you both denied. |
| 6354 | ANTONY. Neglected, rather; |
| 6355 | And then when poisoned hours had bound me up |
| 6356 | From mine own knowledge. As nearly as I may, |
| 6357 | I'll play the penitent to you; but mine ho... |
| 6358 | Shall not make poor my greatness, nor my p... |
| 6359 | Work without it. Truth is, that Fulvia, |
| 6360 | To have me out of Egypt, made wars here; |
| 6361 | For which myself, the ignorant motive, do |
| 6362 | So far ask pardon as befits mine honour |
| 6363 | To stoop in such a case. |
| 6364 | LEPIDUS. 'Tis noble spoken. |
| 6365 | MAECENAS. If it might please you to enforce ... |
| 6366 | The griefs between ye- to forget them quite |
| 6367 | Were to remember that the present need |
| 6368 | Speaks to atone you. |
| 6369 | LEPIDUS. Worthily spoken, Maecenas. |
| 6370 | ENOBARBUS. Or, if you borrow one another's l... |
| 6371 | you may, when you hear no more words of Po... |
| 6372 | You shall have time to wrangle in when you... |
| 6373 | do. |
| 6374 | ANTONY. Thou art a soldier only. Speak no mo... |
| 6375 | ENOBARBUS. That truth should be silent I had... |
| 6376 | ANTONY. You wrong this presence; therefore s... |
| 6377 | ENOBARBUS. Go to, then- your considerate stone! |
| 6378 | CAESAR. I do not much dislike the matter, but |
| 6379 | The manner of his speech; for't cannot be |
| 6380 | We shall remain in friendship, our conditions |
| 6381 | So diff'ring in their acts. Yet if I knew |
| 6382 | What hoop should hold us stanch, from edge... |
| 6383 | O' th' world, I would pursue it. |
| 6384 | AGRIPPA. Give me leave, Caesar. |
| 6385 | CAESAR. Speak, Agrippa. |
| 6386 | AGRIPPA. Thou hast a sister by the mother's ... |
| 6387 | Admir'd Octavia. Great Mark Antony |
| 6388 | Is now a widower. |
| 6389 | CAESAR. Say not so, Agrippa. |
| 6390 | If Cleopatra heard you, your reproof |
| 6391 | Were well deserv'd of rashness. |
| 6392 | ANTONY. I am not married, Caesar. Let me hear |
| 6393 | Agrippa further speak. |
| 6394 | AGRIPPA. To hold you in perpetual amity, |
| 6395 | To make you brothers, and to knit your hearts |
| 6396 | With an unslipping knot, take Antony |
| 6397 | Octavia to his wife; whose beauty claims |
| 6398 | No worse a husband than the best of men; |
| 6399 | Whose virtue and whose general graces speak |
| 6400 | That which none else can utter. By this ma... |
| 6401 | All little jealousies, which now seem great, |
| 6402 | And all great fears, which now import thei... |
| 6403 | Would then be nothing. Truths would be tales, |
| 6404 | Where now half tales be truths. Her love t... |
| 6405 | Would each to other, and all loves to both, |
| 6406 | Draw after her. Pardon what I have spoke; |
| 6407 | For 'tis a studied, not a present thought, |
| 6408 | By duty ruminated. |
| 6409 | ANTONY. Will Caesar speak? |
| 6410 | CAESAR. Not till he hears how Antony is touch'd |
| 6411 | With what is spoke already. |
| 6412 | ANTONY. What power is in Agrippa, |
| 6413 | If I would say 'Agrippa, be it so,' |
| 6414 | To make this good? |
| 6415 | CAESAR. The power of Caesar, and |
| 6416 | His power unto Octavia. |
| 6417 | ANTONY. May I never |
| 6418 | To this good purpose, that so fairly shows, |
| 6419 | Dream of impediment! Let me have thy hand. |
| 6420 | Further this act of grace; and from this hour |
| 6421 | The heart of brothers govern in our loves |
| 6422 | And sway our great designs! |
| 6423 | CAESAR. There is my hand. |
| 6424 | A sister I bequeath you, whom no brother |
| 6425 | Did ever love so dearly. Let her live |
| 6426 | To join our kingdoms and our hearts; and n... |
| 6427 | Fly off our loves again! |
| 6428 | LEPIDUS. Happily, amen! |
| 6429 | ANTONY. I did not think to draw my sword 'ga... |
| 6430 | For he hath laid strange courtesies and great |
| 6431 | Of late upon me. I must thank him only, |
| 6432 | Lest my remembrance suffer ill report; |
| 6433 | At heel of that, defy him. |
| 6434 | LEPIDUS. Time calls upon's. |
| 6435 | Of us must Pompey presently be sought, |
| 6436 | Or else he seeks out us. |
| 6437 | ANTONY. Where lies he? |
| 6438 | CAESAR. About the Mount Misenum. |
| 6439 | ANTONY. What is his strength by land? |
| 6440 | CAESAR. Great and increasing; but by sea |
| 6441 | He is an absolute master. |
| 6442 | ANTONY. So is the fame. |
| 6443 | Would we had spoke together! Haste we for it. |
| 6444 | Yet, ere we put ourselves in arms, dispatc... |
| 6445 | The business we have talk'd of. |
| 6446 | CAESAR. With most gladness; |
| 6447 | And do invite you to my sister's view, |
| 6448 | Whither straight I'll lead you. |
| 6449 | ANTONY. Let us, Lepidus, |
| 6450 | Not lack your company. |
| 6451 | LEPIDUS. Noble Antony, |
| 6452 | Not sickness should detain me. ... |
| 6453 | Exeunt all but ENOBARBUS,... |
| 6454 | MAECENAS. Welcome from Egypt, sir. |
| 6455 | ENOBARBUS. Half the heart of Caesar, worthy ... |
| 6456 | friend, Agrippa! |
| 6457 | AGRIPPA. Good Enobarbus! |
| 6458 | MAECENAS. We have cause to be glad that matt... |
| 6459 | digested. You stay'd well by't in Egypt. |
| 6460 | ENOBARBUS. Ay, sir; we did sleep day out of ... |
| 6461 | the night light with drinking. |
| 6462 | MAECENAS. Eight wild boars roasted whole at ... |
| 6463 | twelve persons there. Is this true? |
| 6464 | ENOBARBUS. This was but as a fly by an eagle... |
| 6465 | monstrous matter of feast, which worthily ... |
| 6466 | MAECENAS. She's a most triumphant lady, if r... |
| 6467 | ENOBARBUS. When she first met Mark Antony sh... |
| 6468 | upon the river of Cydnus. |
| 6469 | AGRIPPA. There she appear'd indeed! Or my re... |
| 6470 | her. |
| 6471 | ENOBARBUS. I will tell you. |
| 6472 | The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd thr... |
| 6473 | Burn'd on the water. The poop was beaten g... |
| 6474 | Purple the sails, and so perfumed that |
| 6475 | The winds were love-sick with them; the oa... |
| 6476 | Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, a... |
| 6477 | The water which they beat to follow faster, |
| 6478 | As amorous of their strokes. For her own p... |
| 6479 | It beggar'd all description. She did lie |
| 6480 | In her pavilion, cloth-of-gold, of tissue, |
| 6481 | O'erpicturing that Venus where we see |
| 6482 | The fancy out-work nature. On each side her |
| 6483 | Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cu... |
| 6484 | With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did ... |
| 6485 | To glow the delicate cheeks which they did... |
| 6486 | And what they undid did. |
| 6487 | AGRIPPA. O, rare for Antony! |
| 6488 | ENOBARBUS. Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, |
| 6489 | So many mermaids, tended her i' th' eyes, |
| 6490 | And made their bends adornings. At the helm |
| 6491 | A seeming mermaid steers. The silken tackle |
| 6492 | Swell with the touches of those flower-sof... |
| 6493 | That yarely frame the office. From the barge |
| 6494 | A strange invisible perfume hits the sense |
| 6495 | Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast |
| 6496 | Her people out upon her; and Antony, |
| 6497 | Enthron'd i' th' market-place, did sit alone, |
| 6498 | Whistling to th' air; which, but for vacancy, |
| 6499 | Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too, |
| 6500 | And made a gap in nature. |
| 6501 | AGRIPPA. Rare Egyptian! |
| 6502 | ENOBARBUS. Upon her landing, Antony sent to ... |
| 6503 | Invited her to supper. She replied |
| 6504 | It should be better he became her guest; |
| 6505 | Which she entreated. Our courteous Antony, |
| 6506 | Whom ne'er the word of 'No' woman heard sp... |
| 6507 | Being barber'd ten times o'er, goes to the... |
| 6508 | And for his ordinary pays his heart |
| 6509 | For what his eyes eat only. |
| 6510 | AGRIPPA. Royal wench! |
| 6511 | She made great Caesar lay his sword to bed. |
| 6512 | He ploughed her, and she cropp'd. |
| 6513 | ENOBARBUS. I saw her once |
| 6514 | Hop forty paces through the public street; |
| 6515 | And, having lost her breath, she spoke, an... |
| 6516 | That she did make defect perfection, |
| 6517 | And, breathless, pow'r breathe forth. |
| 6518 | MAECENAS. Now Antony must leave her utterly. |
| 6519 | ENOBARBUS. Never! He will not. |
| 6520 | Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale |
| 6521 | Her infinite variety. Other women cloy |
| 6522 | The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry |
| 6523 | Where most she satisfies; for vilest things |
| 6524 | Become themselves in her, that the holy pr... |
| 6525 | Bless her when she is riggish. |
| 6526 | MAECENAS. If beauty, wisdom, modesty, can se... |
| 6527 | The heart of Antony, Octavia is |
| 6528 | A blessed lottery to him. |
| 6529 | AGRIPPA. Let us go. |
| 6530 | Good Enobarbus, make yourself my guest |
| 6531 | Whilst you abide here. |
| 6532 | ENOBARBUS. Humbly, sir, I thank you. ... |
| 6533 | SCENE III. |
| 6534 | Rome. CAESAR'S house |
| 6535 | Enter ANTONY, CAESAR, OCTAVIA between them |
| 6536 | ANTONY. The world and my great office will s... |
| 6537 | Divide me from your bosom. |
| 6538 | OCTAVIA. All which time |
| 6539 | Before the gods my knee shall bow my prayers |
| 6540 | To them for you. |
| 6541 | ANTONY. Good night, sir. My Octavia, |
| 6542 | Read not my blemishes in the world's report. |
| 6543 | I have not kept my square; but that to come |
| 6544 | Shall all be done by th' rule. Good night,... |
| 6545 | OCTAVIA. Good night, sir. |
| 6546 | CAESAR. Good night. Exeunt ... |
| 6547 | Enter SOOTHSAYER |
| 6548 | ANTONY. Now, sirrah, you do wish yourself in... |
| 6549 | SOOTHSAYER. Would I had never come from then... |
| 6550 | ANTONY. If you can- your reason. |
| 6551 | SOOTHSAYER. I see it in my motion, have it n... |
| 6552 | yet hie you to Egypt again. |
| 6553 | ANTONY. Say to me, |
| 6554 | Whose fortunes shall rise higher, Caesar's... |
| 6555 | SOOTHSAYER. Caesar's. |
| 6556 | Therefore, O Antony, stay not by his side. |
| 6557 | Thy daemon, that thy spirit which keeps th... |
| 6558 | Noble, courageous, high, unmatchable, |
| 6559 | Where Caesar's is not; but near him thy angel |
| 6560 | Becomes a fear, as being o'erpow'r'd. Ther... |
| 6561 | Make space enough between you. |
| 6562 | ANTONY. Speak this no more. |
| 6563 | SOOTHSAYER. To none but thee; no more but wh... |
| 6564 | If thou dost play with him at any game, |
| 6565 | Thou art sure to lose; and of that natural... |
| 6566 | He beats thee 'gainst the odds. Thy lustre... |
| 6567 | When he shines by. I say again, thy spirit |
| 6568 | Is all afraid to govern thee near him; |
| 6569 | But, he away, 'tis noble. |
| 6570 | ANTONY. Get thee gone. |
| 6571 | Say to Ventidius I would speak with him. |
| 6572 | ... |
| 6573 | He shall to Parthia.- Be it art or hap, |
| 6574 | He hath spoken true. The very dice obey him; |
| 6575 | And in our sports my better cunning faints |
| 6576 | Under his chance. If we draw lots, he speeds; |
| 6577 | His cocks do win the battle still of mine, |
| 6578 | When it is all to nought, and his quails ever |
| 6579 | Beat mine, inhoop'd, at odds. I will to Eg... |
| 6580 | And though I make this marriage for my peace, |
| 6581 | I' th' East my pleasure lies. |
| 6582 | Enter VENTIDIUS |
| 6583 | O, come, Ventidius, |
| 6584 | You must to Parthia. Your commission's ready; |
| 6585 | Follow me and receive't. ... |
| 6586 | SCENE IV. |
| 6587 | Rome. A street |
| 6588 | Enter LEPIDUS, MAECENAS, and AGRIPPA |
| 6589 | LEPIDUS. Trouble yourselves no further. Pray... |
| 6590 | Your generals after. |
| 6591 | AGRIPPA. Sir, Mark Antony |
| 6592 | Will e'en but kiss Octavia, and we'll follow. |
| 6593 | LEPIDUS. Till I shall see you in your soldie... |
| 6594 | Which will become you both, farewell. |
| 6595 | MAECENAS. We shall, |
| 6596 | As I conceive the journey, be at th' Mount |
| 6597 | Before you, Lepidus. |
| 6598 | LEPIDUS. Your way is shorter; |
| 6599 | My purposes do draw me much about. |
| 6600 | You'll win two days upon me. |
| 6601 | BOTH. Sir, good success! |
| 6602 | LEPIDUS. Farewell. ... |
| 6603 | SCENE V. |
| 6604 | Alexandria. CLEOPATRA'S palace |
| 6605 | Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and ALEXAS |
| 6606 | CLEOPATRA. Give me some music- music, moody ... |
| 6607 | Of us that trade in love. |
| 6608 | ALL. The music, ho! |
| 6609 | Enter MARDIAN the eunuch |
| 6610 | CLEOPATRA. Let it alone! Let's to billiards.... |
| 6611 | CHARMIAN. My arm is sore; best play with Mar... |
| 6612 | CLEOPATRA. As well a woman with an eunuch pl... |
| 6613 | As with a woman. Come, you'll play with me... |
| 6614 | MARDIAN. As well as I can, madam. |
| 6615 | CLEOPATRA. And when good will is show'd, tho... |
| 6616 | The actor may plead pardon. I'll none now. |
| 6617 | Give me mine angle- we'll to th' river. Th... |
| 6618 | My music playing far off, I will betray |
| 6619 | Tawny-finn'd fishes; my bended hook shall ... |
| 6620 | Their slimy jaws; and as I draw them up |
| 6621 | I'll think them every one an Antony, |
| 6622 | And say 'Ah ha! Y'are caught.' |
| 6623 | CHARMIAN. 'Twas merry when |
| 6624 | You wager'd on your angling; when your diver |
| 6625 | Did hang a salt fish on his hook, which he |
| 6626 | With fervency drew up. |
| 6627 | CLEOPATRA. That time? O times |
| 6628 | I laughed him out of patience; and that night |
| 6629 | I laugh'd him into patience; and next morn, |
| 6630 | Ere the ninth hour, I drunk him to his bed, |
| 6631 | Then put my tires and mantles on him, whilst |
| 6632 | I wore his sword Philippan. |
| 6633 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 6634 | O! from Italy? |
| 6635 | Ram thou thy fruitful tidings in mine ears, |
| 6636 | That long time have been barren. |
| 6637 | MESSENGER. Madam, madam- |
| 6638 | CLEOPATRA. Antony's dead! If thou say so, vi... |
| 6639 | Thou kill'st thy mistress; but well and free, |
| 6640 | If thou so yield him, there is gold, and here |
| 6641 | My bluest veins to kiss- a hand that kings |
| 6642 | Have lipp'd, and trembled kissing. |
| 6643 | MESSENGER. First, madam, he is well. |
| 6644 | CLEOPATRA. Why, there's more gold. |
| 6645 | But, sirrah, mark, we use |
| 6646 | To say the dead are well. Bring it to that, |
| 6647 | The gold I give thee will I melt and pour |
| 6648 | Down thy ill-uttering throat. |
| 6649 | MESSENGER. Good madam, hear me. |
| 6650 | CLEOPATRA. Well, go to, I will. |
| 6651 | But there's no goodness in thy face. If An... |
| 6652 | Be free and healthful- why so tart a favour |
| 6653 | To trumpet such good tidings? If not well, |
| 6654 | Thou shouldst come like a Fury crown'd wit... |
| 6655 | Not like a formal man. |
| 6656 | MESSENGER. Will't please you hear me? |
| 6657 | CLEOPATRA. I have a mind to strike thee ere ... |
| 6658 | Yet, if thou say Antony lives, is well, |
| 6659 | Or friends with Caesar, or not captive to ... |
| 6660 | I'll set thee in a shower of gold, and hail |
| 6661 | Rich pearls upon thee. |
| 6662 | MESSENGER. Madam, he's well. |
| 6663 | CLEOPATRA. Well said. |
| 6664 | MESSENGER. And friends with Caesar. |
| 6665 | CLEOPATRA. Th'art an honest man. |
| 6666 | MESSENGER. Caesar and he are greater friends... |
| 6667 | CLEOPATRA. Make thee a fortune from me. |
| 6668 | MESSENGER. But yet, madam- |
| 6669 | CLEOPATRA. I do not like 'but yet.' It does ... |
| 6670 | The good precedence; fie upon 'but yet'! |
| 6671 | 'But yet' is as a gaoler to bring forth |
| 6672 | Some monstrous malefactor. Prithee, friend, |
| 6673 | Pour out the pack of matter to mine ear, |
| 6674 | The good and bad together. He's friends wi... |
| 6675 | In state of health, thou say'st; and, thou... |
| 6676 | MESSENGER. Free, madam! No; I made no such r... |
| 6677 | He's bound unto Octavia. |
| 6678 | CLEOPATRA. For what good turn? |
| 6679 | MESSENGER. For the best turn i' th' bed. |
| 6680 | CLEOPATRA. I am pale, Charmian. |
| 6681 | MESSENGER. Madam, he's married to Octavia. |
| 6682 | CLEOPATRA. The most infectious pestilence up... |
| 6683 | ... |
| 6684 | MESSENGER. Good madam, patience. |
| 6685 | CLEOPATRA. What say you? Hence, ... |
| 6686 | Horrible villain! or I'll spurn thine eyes |
| 6687 | Like balls before me; I'll unhair thy head; |
| 6688 | [She hale... |
| 6689 | Thou shalt be whipp'd with wire and stew'd... |
| 6690 | Smarting in ling'ring pickle. |
| 6691 | MESSENGER. Gracious madam, |
| 6692 | I that do bring the news made not the match. |
| 6693 | CLEOPATRA. Say 'tis not so, a province I wil... |
| 6694 | And make thy fortunes proud. The blow thou... |
| 6695 | Shall make thy peace for moving me to rage; |
| 6696 | And I will boot thee with what gift beside |
| 6697 | Thy modesty can beg. |
| 6698 | MESSENGER. He's married, madam. |
| 6699 | CLEOPATRA. Rogue, thou hast liv'd too long. ... |
| 6700 | MESSENGER. Nay, then I'll run. |
| 6701 | What mean you, madam? I have made no fault... |
| 6702 | CHARMIAN. Good madam, keep yourself within y... |
| 6703 | The man is innocent. |
| 6704 | CLEOPATRA. Some innocents scape not the thun... |
| 6705 | Melt Egypt into Nile! and kindly creatures |
| 6706 | Turn all to serpents! Call the slave again. |
| 6707 | Though I am mad, I will not bite him. Call! |
| 6708 | CHARMIAN. He is afear'd to come. |
| 6709 | CLEOPATRA. I will not hurt him. |
| 6710 | These hands do lack nobility, that they st... |
| 6711 | A meaner than myself; since I myself |
| 6712 | Have given myself the cause. |
| 6713 | Enter the MESSENGER again |
| 6714 | Come hither, sir. |
| 6715 | Though it be honest, it is never good |
| 6716 | To bring bad news. Give to a gracious mess... |
| 6717 | An host of tongues; but let ill tidings tell |
| 6718 | Themselves when they be felt. |
| 6719 | MESSENGER. I have done my duty. |
| 6720 | CLEOPATRA. Is he married? |
| 6721 | I cannot hate thee worser than I do |
| 6722 | If thou again say 'Yes.' |
| 6723 | MESSENGER. He's married, madam. |
| 6724 | CLEOPATRA. The gods confound thee! Dost thou... |
| 6725 | MESSENGER. Should I lie, madam? |
| 6726 | CLEOPATRA. O, I would thou didst, |
| 6727 | So half my Egypt were submerg'd and made |
| 6728 | A cistern for scal'd snakes! Go, get thee ... |
| 6729 | Hadst thou Narcissus in thy face, to me |
| 6730 | Thou wouldst appear most ugly. He is married? |
| 6731 | MESSENGER. I crave your Highness' pardon. |
| 6732 | CLEOPATRA. He is married? |
| 6733 | MESSENGER. Take no offence that I would not ... |
| 6734 | To punish me for what you make me do |
| 6735 | Seems much unequal. He's married to Octavia. |
| 6736 | CLEOPATRA. O, that his fault should make a k... |
| 6737 | That art not what th'art sure of! Get thee... |
| 6738 | The merchandise which thou hast brought fr... |
| 6739 | Are all too dear for me. Lie they upon thy... |
| 6740 | And be undone by 'em! ... |
| 6741 | CHARMIAN. Good your Highness, patience. |
| 6742 | CLEOPATRA. In praising Antony I have disprai... |
| 6743 | CHARMIAN. Many times, madam. |
| 6744 | CLEOPATRA. I am paid for't now. Lead me from... |
| 6745 | I faint. O Iras, Charmian! 'Tis no matter. |
| 6746 | Go to the fellow, good Alexas; bid him |
| 6747 | Report the feature of Octavia, her years, |
| 6748 | Her inclination; let him not leave out |
| 6749 | The colour of her hair. Bring me word quic... |
| 6750 | ... |
| 6751 | Let him for ever go- let him not, Charmian- |
| 6752 | Though he be painted one way like a Gorgon, |
| 6753 | The other way's a Mars. ... |
| 6754 | Bid you Alexas |
| 6755 | Bring me word how tall she is.- Pity me, C... |
| 6756 | But do not speak to me. Lead me to my cham... |
| 6757 | SCENE VI. |
| 6758 | Near Misenum |
| 6759 | Flourish. Enter POMPEY and MENAS at one door, ... |
| 6760 | at another, CAESAR, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, ENOBARBUS... |
| 6761 | with soldiers marching |
| 6762 | POMPEY. Your hostages I have, so have you mine; |
| 6763 | And we shall talk before we fight. |
| 6764 | CAESAR. Most meet |
| 6765 | That first we come to words; and therefore... |
| 6766 | Our written purposes before us sent; |
| 6767 | Which if thou hast considered, let us know |
| 6768 | If 'twill tie up thy discontented sword |
| 6769 | And carry back to Sicily much tall youth |
| 6770 | That else must perish here. |
| 6771 | POMPEY. To you all three, |
| 6772 | The senators alone of this great world, |
| 6773 | Chief factors for the gods: I do not know |
| 6774 | Wherefore my father should revengers want, |
| 6775 | Having a son and friends, since Julius Cae... |
| 6776 | Who at Philippi the good Brutus ghosted, |
| 6777 | There saw you labouring for him. What was't |
| 6778 | That mov'd pale Cassius to conspire? and what |
| 6779 | Made the all-honour'd honest Roman, Brutus, |
| 6780 | With the arm'd rest, courtiers of beauteou... |
| 6781 | To drench the Capitol, but that they would |
| 6782 | Have one man but a man? And that is it |
| 6783 | Hath made me rig my navy, at whose burden |
| 6784 | The anger'd ocean foams; with which I meant |
| 6785 | To scourge th' ingratitude that despiteful... |
| 6786 | Cast on my noble father. |
| 6787 | CAESAR. Take your time. |
| 6788 | ANTONY. Thou canst not fear us, Pompey, with... |
| 6789 | We'll speak with thee at sea; at land thou... |
| 6790 | How much we do o'er-count thee. |
| 6791 | POMPEY. At land, indeed, |
| 6792 | Thou dost o'er-count me of my father's house. |
| 6793 | But since the cuckoo builds not for himself, |
| 6794 | Remain in't as thou mayst. |
| 6795 | LEPIDUS. Be pleas'd to tell us- |
| 6796 | For this is from the present- how you take |
| 6797 | The offers we have sent you. |
| 6798 | CAESAR. There's the point. |
| 6799 | ANTONY. Which do not be entreated to, but weigh |
| 6800 | What it is worth embrac'd. |
| 6801 | CAESAR. And what may follow, |
| 6802 | To try a larger fortune. |
| 6803 | POMPEY. You have made me offer |
| 6804 | Of Sicily, Sardinia; and I must |
| 6805 | Rid all the sea of pirates; then to send |
| 6806 | Measures of wheat to Rome; this 'greed upon, |
| 6807 | To part with unhack'd edges and bear back |
| 6808 | Our targes undinted. |
| 6809 | ALL. That's our offer. |
| 6810 | POMPEY. Know, then, |
| 6811 | I came before you here a man prepar'd |
| 6812 | To take this offer; but Mark Antony |
| 6813 | Put me to some impatience. Though I lose |
| 6814 | The praise of it by telling, you must know, |
| 6815 | When Caesar and your brother were at blows, |
| 6816 | Your mother came to Sicily and did find |
| 6817 | Her welcome friendly. |
| 6818 | ANTONY. I have heard it, Pompey, |
| 6819 | And am well studied for a liberal thanks |
| 6820 | Which I do owe you. |
| 6821 | POMPEY. Let me have your hand. |
| 6822 | I did not think, sir, to have met you here. |
| 6823 | ANTONY. The beds i' th' East are soft; and t... |
| 6824 | That call'd me timelier than my purpose hi... |
| 6825 | For I have gained by't. |
| 6826 | CAESAR. Since I saw you last |
| 6827 | There is a change upon you. |
| 6828 | POMPEY. Well, I know not |
| 6829 | What counts harsh fortune casts upon my face; |
| 6830 | But in my bosom shall she never come |
| 6831 | To make my heart her vassal. |
| 6832 | LEPIDUS. Well met here. |
| 6833 | POMPEY. I hope so, Lepidus. Thus we are agreed. |
| 6834 | I crave our composition may be written, |
| 6835 | And seal'd between us. |
| 6836 | CAESAR. That's the next to do. |
| 6837 | POMPEY. We'll feast each other ere we part, ... |
| 6838 | Draw lots who shall begin. |
| 6839 | ANTONY. That will I, Pompey. |
| 6840 | POMPEY. No, Antony, take the lot; |
| 6841 | But, first or last, your fine Egyptian coo... |
| 6842 | Shall have the fame. I have heard that Jul... |
| 6843 | Grew fat with feasting there. |
| 6844 | ANTONY. You have heard much. |
| 6845 | POMPEY. I have fair meanings, sir. |
| 6846 | ANTONY. And fair words to them. |
| 6847 | POMPEY. Then so much have I heard; |
| 6848 | And I have heard Apollodorus carried- |
| 6849 | ENOBARBUS. No more of that! He did so. |
| 6850 | POMPEY. What, I pray you? |
| 6851 | ENOBARBUS. A certain queen to Caesar in a ma... |
| 6852 | POMPEY. I know thee now. How far'st thou, so... |
| 6853 | ENOBARBUS. Well; |
| 6854 | And well am like to do, for I perceive |
| 6855 | Four feasts are toward. |
| 6856 | POMPEY. Let me shake thy hand. |
| 6857 | I never hated thee; I have seen thee fight, |
| 6858 | When I have envied thy behaviour. |
| 6859 | ENOBARBUS. Sir, |
| 6860 | I never lov'd you much; but I ha' prais'd ye |
| 6861 | When you have well deserv'd ten times as much |
| 6862 | As I have said you did. |
| 6863 | POMPEY. Enjoy thy plainness; |
| 6864 | It nothing ill becomes thee. |
| 6865 | Aboard my galley I invite you all. |
| 6866 | Will you lead, lords? |
| 6867 | ALL. Show's the way, sir. |
| 6868 | POMPEY. Come. Exeunt all but E... |
| 6869 | MENAS. [Aside] Thy father, Pompey, would ne'... |
| 6870 | treaty.- You and I have known, sir. |
| 6871 | ENOBARBUS. At sea, I think. |
| 6872 | MENAS. We have, sir. |
| 6873 | ENOBARBUS. You have done well by water. |
| 6874 | MENAS. And you by land. |
| 6875 | ENOBARBUS. I Will praise any man that will p... |
| 6876 | cannot be denied what I have done by land. |
| 6877 | MENAS. Nor what I have done by water. |
| 6878 | ENOBARBUS. Yes, something you can deny for y... |
| 6879 | have been a great thief by sea. |
| 6880 | MENAS. And you by land. |
| 6881 | ENOBARBUS. There I deny my land service. But... |
| 6882 | Menas; if our eyes had authority, here the... |
| 6883 | thieves kissing. |
| 6884 | MENAS. All men's faces are true, whatsome'er... |
| 6885 | ENOBARBUS. But there is never a fair woman h... |
| 6886 | MENAS. No slander: they steal hearts. |
| 6887 | ENOBARBUS. We came hither to fight with you. |
| 6888 | MENAS. For my part, I am sorry it is turn'd ... |
| 6889 | Pompey doth this day laugh away his fortune. |
| 6890 | ENOBARBUS. If he do, sure he cannot weep't b... |
| 6891 | MENAS. Y'have said, sir. We look'd not for M... |
| 6892 | you, is he married to Cleopatra? |
| 6893 | ENOBARBUS. Caesar' sister is call'd Octavia. |
| 6894 | MENAS. True, sir; she was the wife of Caius ... |
| 6895 | ENOBARBUS. But she is now the wife of Marcus... |
| 6896 | MENAS. Pray ye, sir? |
| 6897 | ENOBARBUS. 'Tis true. |
| 6898 | MENAS. Then is Caesar and he for ever knit t... |
| 6899 | ENOBARBUS. If I were bound to divine of this... |
| 6900 | prophesy so. |
| 6901 | MENAS. I think the policy of that purpose ma... |
| 6902 | than the love of the parties. |
| 6903 | ENOBARBUS. I think so too. But you shall fin... |
| 6904 | to tie their friendship together will be t... |
| 6905 | their amity: Octavia is of a holy, cold, a... |
| 6906 | MENAS. Who would not have his wife so? |
| 6907 | ENOBARBUS. Not he that himself is not so; wh... |
| 6908 | will to his Egyptian dish again; then shal... |
| 6909 | blow the fire up in Caesar, and, as I said... |
| 6910 | the strength of their amity shall prove th... |
| 6911 | their variance. Antony will use his affect... |
| 6912 | married but his occasion here. |
| 6913 | MENAS. And thus it may be. Come, sir, will y... |
| 6914 | health for you. |
| 6915 | ENOBARBUS. I shall take it, sir. We have us'... |
| 6916 | MENAS. Come, let's away. ... |
| 6917 | ACT_2|SC_7 |
| 6918 | SCENE VII. |
| 6919 | On board POMPEY'S galley, off Mis... |
| 6920 | Music plays. Enter two or three SERVANTS ... |
| 6921 | FIRST SERVANT. Here they'll be, man. Some o'... |
| 6922 | ill-rooted already; the least wind i' th' ... |
| 6923 | down. |
| 6924 | SECOND SERVANT. Lepidus is high-colour'd. |
| 6925 | FIRST SERVANT. They have made him drink alms... |
| 6926 | SECOND SERVANT. As they pinch one another by... |
| 6927 | cries out 'No more!'; reconciles them to h... |
| 6928 | to th' drink. |
| 6929 | FIRST SERVANT. But it raises the greater war... |
| 6930 | discretion. |
| 6931 | SECOND SERVANT. Why, this it is to have a na... |
| 6932 | fellowship. I had as lief have a reed that... |
| 6933 | as a partizan I could not heave. |
| 6934 | FIRST SERVANT. To be call'd into a huge sphe... |
| 6935 | to move in't, are the holes where eyes sho... |
| 6936 | disaster the cheeks. |
| 6937 | A sennet sounded. Enter CAESAR, ANT... |
| 6938 | POMPEY, AGRIPPA, MAECENAS, ENOBARB... |
| 6939 | with other CAPTAINS |
| 6940 | ANTONY. [To CAESAR] Thus do they, sir: they ... |
| 6941 | Nile |
| 6942 | By certain scales i' th' pyramid; they know |
| 6943 | By th' height, the lowness, or the mean, i... |
| 6944 | Or foison follow. The higher Nilus swells |
| 6945 | The more it promises; as it ebbs, the seed... |
| 6946 | Upon the slime and ooze scatters his grain, |
| 6947 | And shortly comes to harvest. |
| 6948 | LEPIDUS. Y'have strange serpents there. |
| 6949 | ANTONY. Ay, Lepidus. |
| 6950 | LEPIDUS. Your serpent of Egypt is bred now o... |
| 6951 | operation of your sun; so is your crocodile. |
| 6952 | ANTONY. They are so. |
| 6953 | POMPEY. Sit- and some wine! A health to Lepi... |
| 6954 | LEPIDUS. I am not so well as I should be, bu... |
| 6955 | ENOBARBUS. Not till you have slept. I fear m... |
| 6956 | then. |
| 6957 | LEPIDUS. Nay, certainly, I have heard the Pt... |
| 6958 | very goodly things. Without contradiction ... |
| 6959 | MENAS. [Aside to POMPEY] Pompey, a word. |
| 6960 | POMPEY. [Aside to MENAS] Say in mine ear; wh... |
| 6961 | MENAS. [Aside to POMPEY] Forsake thy seat, I... |
| 6962 | Captain, |
| 6963 | And hear me speak a word. |
| 6964 | POMPEY. [ Whispers in's ear ] Forbear me til... |
| 6965 | This wine for Lepidus! |
| 6966 | LEPIDUS. What manner o' thing is your crocod... |
| 6967 | ANTONY. It is shap'd, sir, like itself, and ... |
| 6968 | hath breadth; it is just so high as it is,... |
| 6969 | organs. It lives by that which nourisheth ... |
| 6970 | once out of it, it transmigrates. |
| 6971 | LEPIDUS. What colour is it of? |
| 6972 | ANTONY. Of it own colour too. |
| 6973 | LEPIDUS. 'Tis a strange serpent. |
| 6974 | ANTONY. 'Tis so. And the tears of it are wet. |
| 6975 | CAESAR. Will this description satisfy him? |
| 6976 | ANTONY. With the health that Pompey gives hi... |
| 6977 | epicure. |
| 6978 | POMPEY. [Aside to MENAS] Go, hang, sir, hang... |
| 6979 | Away! |
| 6980 | Do as I bid you.- Where's this cup I call'... |
| 6981 | MENAS. [Aside to POMPEY] If for the sake of ... |
| 6982 | me, |
| 6983 | Rise from thy stool. |
| 6984 | POMPEY. [Aside to MENAS] I think th'art mad.... |
| 6985 | aside] The matter? |
| 6986 | MENAS. I have ever held my cap off to thy fo... |
| 6987 | POMPEY. Thou hast serv'd me with much faith.... |
| 6988 | Be jolly, lords. |
| 6989 | ANTONY. These quicksands, Lepidus, |
| 6990 | Keep off them, for you sink. |
| 6991 | MENAS. Wilt thou be lord of all the world? |
| 6992 | POMPEY. What say'st thou? |
| 6993 | MENAS. Wilt thou be lord of the whole world?... |
| 6994 | POMPEY. How should that be? |
| 6995 | MENAS. But entertain it, |
| 6996 | And though you think me poor, I am the man |
| 6997 | Will give thee all the world. |
| 6998 | POMPEY. Hast thou drunk well? |
| 6999 | MENAS. No, Pompey, I have kept me from the cup. |
| 7000 | Thou art, if thou dar'st be, the earthly J... |
| 7001 | Whate'er the ocean pales or sky inclips |
| 7002 | Is thine, if thou wilt ha't. |
| 7003 | POMPEY. Show me which way. |
| 7004 | MENAS. These three world-sharers, these comp... |
| 7005 | Are in thy vessel. Let me cut the cable; |
| 7006 | And when we are put off, fall to their thr... |
| 7007 | All there is thine. |
| 7008 | POMPEY. Ah, this thou shouldst have done, |
| 7009 | And not have spoke on't. In me 'tis villainy: |
| 7010 | In thee't had been good service. Thou must... |
| 7011 | 'Tis not my profit that does lead mine hon... |
| 7012 | Mine honour, it. Repent that e'er thy tongue |
| 7013 | Hath so betray'd thine act. Being done unk... |
| 7014 | I should have found it afterwards well done, |
| 7015 | But must condemn it now. Desist, and drink. |
| 7016 | MENAS. [Aside] For this, |
| 7017 | I'll never follow thy pall'd fortunes more. |
| 7018 | Who seeks, and will not take when once 'ti... |
| 7019 | Shall never find it more. |
| 7020 | POMPEY. This health to Lepidus! |
| 7021 | ANTONY. Bear him ashore. I'll pledge it for ... |
| 7022 | ENOBARBUS. Here's to thee, Menas! |
| 7023 | MENAS. Enobarbus, welcome! |
| 7024 | POMPEY. Fill till the cup be hid. |
| 7025 | ENOBARBUS. There's a strong fellow, Menas. |
| 7026 | [Pointing to the servant who ca... |
| 7027 | MENAS. Why? |
| 7028 | ENOBARBUS. 'A bears the third part of the wo... |
| 7029 | MENAS. The third part, then, is drunk. Would... |
| 7030 | That it might go on wheels! |
| 7031 | ENOBARBUS. Drink thou; increase the reels. |
| 7032 | MENAS. Come. |
| 7033 | POMPEY. This is not yet an Alexandrian feast. |
| 7034 | ANTONY. It ripens towards it. Strike the ves... |
| 7035 | Here's to Caesar! |
| 7036 | CAESAR. I could well forbear't. |
| 7037 | It's monstrous labour when I wash my brain |
| 7038 | And it grows fouler. |
| 7039 | ANTONY. Be a child o' th' time. |
| 7040 | CAESAR. Possess it, I'll make answer. |
| 7041 | But I had rather fast from all four days |
| 7042 | Than drink so much in one. |
| 7043 | ENOBARBUS. [To ANTONY] Ha, my brave emperor! |
| 7044 | Shall we dance now the Egyptian Bacchanals |
| 7045 | And celebrate our drink? |
| 7046 | POMPEY. Let's ha't, good soldier. |
| 7047 | ANTONY. Come, let's all take hands, |
| 7048 | Till that the conquering wine hath steep'd... |
| 7049 | In soft and delicate Lethe. |
| 7050 | ENOBARBUS. All take hands. |
| 7051 | Make battery to our ears with the loud music, |
| 7052 | The while I'll place you; then the boy sha... |
| 7053 | The holding every man shall bear as loud |
| 7054 | As his strong sides can volley. |
| 7055 | [Music plays. ENOBARBUS places ... |
| 7056 | THE SONG |
| 7057 | Come, thou monarch of the vine, |
| 7058 | Plumpy Bacchus with pink eyne! |
| 7059 | In thy fats our cares be drown'd, |
| 7060 | With thy grapes our hairs be crown'd. |
| 7061 | Cup us till the world go round, |
| 7062 | Cup us till the world go round! |
| 7063 | CAESAR. What would you more? Pompey, good ni... |
| 7064 | Let me request you off; our graver business |
| 7065 | Frowns at this levity. Gentle lords, let's... |
| 7066 | You see we have burnt our cheeks. Strong E... |
| 7067 | Is weaker than the wine, and mine own tongue |
| 7068 | Splits what it speaks. The wild disguise h... |
| 7069 | Antick'd us all. What needs more words? Go... |
| 7070 | Good Antony, your hand. |
| 7071 | POMPEY. I'll try you on the shore. |
| 7072 | ANTONY. And shall, sir. Give's your hand. |
| 7073 | POMPEY. O Antony, |
| 7074 | You have my father's house- but what? We a... |
| 7075 | Come, down into the boat. |
| 7076 | ENOBARBUS. Take heed you fall not. |
| 7077 | Exeunt all but E... |
| 7078 | Menas, I'll not on shore. |
| 7079 | MENAS. No, to my cabin. |
| 7080 | These drums! these trumpets, flutes! what! |
| 7081 | Let Neptune hear we bid a loud farewell |
| 7082 | To these great fellows. Sound and be hang'... |
| 7083 | [Sound a flo... |
| 7084 | ENOBARBUS. Hoo! says 'a. There's my cap. |
| 7085 | MENAS. Hoo! Noble Captain, come. ... |
| 7086 | ACT_3|SC_1 |
| 7087 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 7088 | A plain in Syria |
| 7089 | Enter VENTIDIUS, as it were in triumph,... |
| 7090 | and other Romans, OFFICERS and soldiers;... |
| 7091 | of PACORUS borne before him |
| 7092 | VENTIDIUS. Now, darting Parthia, art thou st... |
| 7093 | Pleas'd fortune does of Marcus Crassus' death |
| 7094 | Make me revenger. Bear the King's son's body |
| 7095 | Before our army. Thy Pacorus, Orodes, |
| 7096 | Pays this for Marcus Crassus. |
| 7097 | SILIUS. Noble Ventidius, |
| 7098 | Whilst yet with Parthian blood thy sword i... |
| 7099 | The fugitive Parthians follow; spur throug... |
| 7100 | Mesopotamia, and the shelters whither |
| 7101 | The routed fly. So thy grand captain, Antony, |
| 7102 | Shall set thee on triumphant chariots and |
| 7103 | Put garlands on thy head. |
| 7104 | VENTIDIUS. O Silius, Silius, |
| 7105 | I have done enough. A lower place, note well, |
| 7106 | May make too great an act; for learn this,... |
| 7107 | Better to leave undone than by our deed |
| 7108 | Acquire too high a fame when him we serve'... |
| 7109 | Caesar and Antony have ever won |
| 7110 | More in their officer, than person. Sossius, |
| 7111 | One of my place in Syria, his lieutenant, |
| 7112 | For quick accumulation of renown, |
| 7113 | Which he achiev'd by th' minute, lost his ... |
| 7114 | Who does i' th' wars more than his captain... |
| 7115 | Becomes his captain's captain; and ambition, |
| 7116 | The soldier's virtue, rather makes choice ... |
| 7117 | Than gain which darkens him. |
| 7118 | I could do more to do Antonius good, |
| 7119 | But 'twould offend him; and in his offence |
| 7120 | Should my performance perish. |
| 7121 | SILIUS. Thou hast, Ventidius, that |
| 7122 | Without the which a soldier and his sword |
| 7123 | Grants scarce distinction. Thou wilt write... |
| 7124 | VENTIDIUS. I'll humbly signify what in his n... |
| 7125 | That magical word of war, we have effected; |
| 7126 | How, with his banners, and his well-paid r... |
| 7127 | The ne'er-yet-beaten horse of Parthia |
| 7128 | We have jaded out o' th' field. |
| 7129 | SILIUS. Where is he now? |
| 7130 | VENTIDIUS. He purposeth to Athens; whither, ... |
| 7131 | The weight we must convey with's will permit, |
| 7132 | We shall appear before him.- On, there; pa... |
| 7133 | ... |
| 7134 | ACT_3|SC_2 |
| 7135 | SCENE II. Rome. CA... |
| 7136 | Enter AGRIPPA at one door, ENOBARBUS a... |
| 7137 | AGRIPPA. What, are the brothers parted? |
| 7138 | ENOBARBUS. They have dispatch'd with Pompey;... |
| 7139 | The other three are sealing. Octavia weeps |
| 7140 | To part from Rome; Caesar is sad; and Lepi... |
| 7141 | Since Pompey's feast, as Menas says, is tr... |
| 7142 | With the green sickness. |
| 7143 | AGRIPPA. 'Tis a noble Lepidus. |
| 7144 | ENOBARBUS. A very fine one. O, how he loves ... |
| 7145 | AGRIPPA. Nay, but how dearly he adores Mark ... |
| 7146 | ENOBARBUS. Caesar? Why he's the Jupiter of men. |
| 7147 | AGRIPPA. What's Antony? The god of Jupiter. |
| 7148 | ENOBARBUS. Spake you of Caesar? How! the non... |
| 7149 | AGRIPPA. O, Antony! O thou Arabian bird! |
| 7150 | ENOBARBUS. Would you praise Caesar, say 'Cae... |
| 7151 | AGRIPPA. Indeed, he plied them both with exc... |
| 7152 | ENOBARBUS. But he loves Caesar best. Yet he ... |
| 7153 | Hoo! hearts, tongues, figures, scribes, ba... |
| 7154 | Think, speak, cast, write, sing, number- h... |
| 7155 | His love to Antony. But as for Caesar, |
| 7156 | Kneel down, kneel down, and wonder. |
| 7157 | AGRIPPA. Both he loves. |
| 7158 | ENOBARBUS. They are his shards, and he their... |
| 7159 | within] So- |
| 7160 | This is to horse. Adieu, noble Agrippa. |
| 7161 | AGRIPPA. Good fortune, worthy soldier, and f... |
| 7162 | Enter CAESAR, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, and ... |
| 7163 | ANTONY. No further, sir. |
| 7164 | CAESAR. You take from me a great part of mys... |
| 7165 | Use me well in't. Sister, prove such a wife |
| 7166 | As my thoughts make thee, and as my farthe... |
| 7167 | Shall pass on thy approof. Most noble Antony, |
| 7168 | Let not the piece of virtue which is set |
| 7169 | Betwixt us as the cement of our love |
| 7170 | To keep it builded be the ram to batter |
| 7171 | The fortress of it; for better might we |
| 7172 | Have lov'd without this mean, if on both p... |
| 7173 | This be not cherish'd. |
| 7174 | ANTONY. Make me not offended |
| 7175 | In your distrust. |
| 7176 | CAESAR. I have said. |
| 7177 | ANTONY. You shall not find, |
| 7178 | Though you be therein curious, the least c... |
| 7179 | For what you seem to fear. So the gods kee... |
| 7180 | And make the hearts of Romans serve your e... |
| 7181 | We will here part. |
| 7182 | CAESAR. Farewell, my dearest sister, fare th... |
| 7183 | The elements be kind to thee and make |
| 7184 | Thy spirits all of comfort! Fare thee well. |
| 7185 | OCTAVIA. My noble brother! |
| 7186 | ANTONY. The April's in her eyes. It is love'... |
| 7187 | And these the showers to bring it on. Be c... |
| 7188 | OCTAVIA. Sir, look well to my husband's hous... |
| 7189 | CAESAR. What, Octavia? |
| 7190 | OCTAVIA. I'll tell you in your ear. |
| 7191 | ANTONY. Her tongue will not obey her heart, ... |
| 7192 | Her heart inform her tongue- the swan's do... |
| 7193 | That stands upon the swell at the full of ... |
| 7194 | And neither way inclines. |
| 7195 | ENOBARBUS. [Aside to AGRIPPA] Will Caesar weep? |
| 7196 | AGRIPPA. [Aside to ENOBARBUS] He has a cloud... |
| 7197 | ENOBARBUS. [Aside to AGRIPPA] He were the wo... |
| 7198 | horse; |
| 7199 | So is he, being a man. |
| 7200 | AGRIPPA. [Aside to ENOBARBUS] Why, Enobarbus, |
| 7201 | When Antony found Julius Caesar dead, |
| 7202 | He cried almost to roaring; and he wept |
| 7203 | When at Philippi he found Brutus slain. |
| 7204 | ENOBARBUS. [Aside to AGRIPPA] That year, ind... |
| 7205 | with a rheum; |
| 7206 | What willingly he did confound he wail'd, |
| 7207 | Believe't- till I weep too. |
| 7208 | CAESAR. No, sweet Octavia, |
| 7209 | You shall hear from me still; the time sha... |
| 7210 | Out-go my thinking on you. |
| 7211 | ANTONY. Come, sir, come; |
| 7212 | I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love. |
| 7213 | Look, here I have you; thus I let you go, |
| 7214 | And give you to the gods. |
| 7215 | CAESAR. Adieu; be happy! |
| 7216 | LEPIDUS. Let all the number of the stars giv... |
| 7217 | To thy fair way! |
| 7218 | CAESAR. Farewell, farewell! ... |
| 7219 | ANTONY. Farewell! Trum... |
| 7220 | ACT_3|SC_3 |
| 7221 | SCENE III. |
| 7222 | Alexandria. CLEOPATRA'S palace |
| 7223 | Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and ... |
| 7224 | CLEOPATRA. Where is the fellow? |
| 7225 | ALEXAS. Half afeard to come. |
| 7226 | CLEOPATRA. Go to, go to. |
| 7227 | Enter the MESSENGER as before |
| 7228 | Come hither, sir. |
| 7229 | ALEXAS. Good Majesty, |
| 7230 | Herod of Jewry dare not look upon you |
| 7231 | But when you are well pleas'd. |
| 7232 | CLEOPATRA. That Herod's head |
| 7233 | I'll have. But how, when Antony is gone, |
| 7234 | Through whom I might command it? Come thou... |
| 7235 | MESSENGER. Most gracious Majesty! |
| 7236 | CLEOPATRA. Didst thou behold Octavia? |
| 7237 | MESSENGER. Ay, dread Queen. |
| 7238 | CLEOPATRA. Where? |
| 7239 | MESSENGER. Madam, in Rome |
| 7240 | I look'd her in the face, and saw her led |
| 7241 | Between her brother and Mark Antony. |
| 7242 | CLEOPATRA. Is she as tall as me? |
| 7243 | MESSENGER. She is not, madam. |
| 7244 | CLEOPATRA. Didst hear her speak? Is she shri... |
| 7245 | MESSENGER. Madam, I heard her speak: she is ... |
| 7246 | CLEOPATRA. That's not so good. He cannot lik... |
| 7247 | CHARMIAN. Like her? O Isis! 'tis impossible. |
| 7248 | CLEOPATRA. I think so, Charmian. Dull of ton... |
| 7249 | What majesty is in her gait? Remember, |
| 7250 | If e'er thou look'dst on majesty. |
| 7251 | MESSENGER. She creeps. |
| 7252 | Her motion and her station are as one; |
| 7253 | She shows a body rather than a life, |
| 7254 | A statue than a breather. |
| 7255 | CLEOPATRA. Is this certain? |
| 7256 | MESSENGER. Or I have no observance. |
| 7257 | CHARMIAN. Three in Egypt |
| 7258 | Cannot make better note. |
| 7259 | CLEOPATRA. He's very knowing; |
| 7260 | I do perceive't. There's nothing in her yet. |
| 7261 | The fellow has good judgment. |
| 7262 | CHARMIAN. Excellent. |
| 7263 | CLEOPATRA. Guess at her years, I prithee. |
| 7264 | MESSENGER. Madam, |
| 7265 | She was a widow. |
| 7266 | CLEOPATRA. Widow? Charmian, hark! |
| 7267 | MESSENGER. And I do think she's thirty. |
| 7268 | CLEOPATRA. Bear'st thou her face in mind? Is... |
| 7269 | MESSENGER. Round even to faultiness. |
| 7270 | CLEOPATRA. For the most part, too, they are ... |
| 7271 | Her hair, what colour? |
| 7272 | MESSENGER. Brown, madam; and her forehead |
| 7273 | As low as she would wish it. |
| 7274 | CLEOPATRA. There's gold for thee. |
| 7275 | Thou must not take my former sharpness ill. |
| 7276 | I will employ thee back again; I find thee |
| 7277 | Most fit for business. Go make thee ready; |
| 7278 | Our letters are prepar'd. ... |
| 7279 | CHARMIAN. A proper man. |
| 7280 | CLEOPATRA. Indeed, he is so. I repent me much |
| 7281 | That so I harried him. Why, methinks, by him, |
| 7282 | This creature's no such thing. |
| 7283 | CHARMIAN. Nothing, madam. |
| 7284 | CLEOPATRA. The man hath seen some majesty, a... |
| 7285 | CHARMIAN. Hath he seen majesty? Isis else de... |
| 7286 | And serving you so long! |
| 7287 | CLEOPATRA. I have one thing more to ask him ... |
| 7288 | But 'tis no matter; thou shalt bring him t... |
| 7289 | Where I will write. All may be well enough. |
| 7290 | CHARMIAN. I warrant you, madam. ... |
| 7291 | ACT_3|SC_4 |
| 7292 | SCENE IV. |
| 7293 | Athens. ANTONY'S house |
| 7294 | Enter ANTONY and OCTAVIA |
| 7295 | ANTONY. Nay, nay, Octavia, not only that- |
| 7296 | That were excusable, that and thousands more |
| 7297 | Of semblable import- but he hath wag'd |
| 7298 | New wars 'gainst Pompey; made his will, an... |
| 7299 | To public ear; |
| 7300 | Spoke scandy of me; when perforce he could... |
| 7301 | But pay me terms of honour, cold and sickly |
| 7302 | He vented them, most narrow measure lent me; |
| 7303 | When the best hint was given him, he not t... |
| 7304 | Or did it from his teeth. |
| 7305 | OCTAVIA. O my good lord, |
| 7306 | Believe not all; or if you must believe, |
| 7307 | Stomach not all. A more unhappy lady, |
| 7308 | If this division chance, ne'er stood between, |
| 7309 | Praying for both parts. |
| 7310 | The good gods will mock me presently |
| 7311 | When I shall pray 'O, bless my lord and hu... |
| 7312 | Undo that prayer by crying out as loud |
| 7313 | 'O, bless my brother!' Husband win, win br... |
| 7314 | Prays, and destroys the prayer; no mid-way |
| 7315 | 'Twixt these extremes at all. |
| 7316 | ANTONY. Gentle Octavia, |
| 7317 | Let your best love draw to that point whic... |
| 7318 | Best to preserve it. If I lose mine honour, |
| 7319 | I lose myself; better I were not yours |
| 7320 | Than yours so branchless. But, as you requ... |
| 7321 | Yourself shall go between's. The meantime,... |
| 7322 | I'll raise the preparation of a war |
| 7323 | Shall stain your brother. Make your soones... |
| 7324 | So your desires are yours. |
| 7325 | OCTAVIA. Thanks to my lord. |
| 7326 | The Jove of power make me, most weak, most... |
| 7327 | Your reconciler! Wars 'twixt you twain wou... |
| 7328 | As if the world should cleave, and that sl... |
| 7329 | Should solder up the rift. |
| 7330 | ANTONY. When it appears to you where this be... |
| 7331 | Turn your displeasure that way, for our fa... |
| 7332 | Can never be so equal that your love |
| 7333 | Can equally move with them. Provide your g... |
| 7334 | Choose your own company, and command what ... |
| 7335 | Your heart has mind to. ... |
| 7336 | ACT_3|SC_5 |
| 7337 | SCENE V. |
| 7338 | Athens. ANTONY'S house |
| 7339 | Enter ENOBARBUS and EROS, meeting |
| 7340 | ENOBARBUS. How now, friend Eros! |
| 7341 | EROS. There's strange news come, sir. |
| 7342 | ENOBARBUS. What, man? |
| 7343 | EROS. Caesar and Lepidus have made wars upon... |
| 7344 | ENOBARBUS. This is old. What is the success? |
| 7345 | EROS. Caesar, having made use of him in the ... |
| 7346 | presently denied him rivality, would not l... |
| 7347 | glory of the action; and not resting here,... |
| 7348 | he had formerly wrote to Pompey; upon his ... |
| 7349 | So the poor third is up, till death enlarg... |
| 7350 | ENOBARBUS. Then, world, thou hast a pair of ... |
| 7351 | And throw between them all the food thou h... |
| 7352 | They'll grind the one the other. Where's A... |
| 7353 | EROS. He's walking in the garden- thus, and ... |
| 7354 | The rush that lies before him; cries 'Fool... |
| 7355 | And threats the throat of that his officer |
| 7356 | That murd'red Pompey. |
| 7357 | ENOBARBUS. Our great navy's rigg'd. |
| 7358 | EROS. For Italy and Caesar. More, Domitius: |
| 7359 | My lord desires you presently; my news |
| 7360 | I might have told hereafter. |
| 7361 | ENOBARBUS. 'Twill be naught; |
| 7362 | But let it be. Bring me to Antony. |
| 7363 | EROS. Come, sir. ... |
| 7364 | ACT_3|SC_6 |
| 7365 | SCENE VI. |
| 7366 | Rome. CAESAR'S house |
| 7367 | Enter CAESAR, AGRIPPA, and MAECENAS |
| 7368 | CAESAR. Contemning Rome, he has done all thi... |
| 7369 | In Alexandria. Here's the manner of't: |
| 7370 | I' th' market-place, on a tribunal silver'd, |
| 7371 | Cleopatra and himself in chairs of gold |
| 7372 | Were publicly enthron'd; at the feet sat |
| 7373 | Caesarion, whom they call my father's son, |
| 7374 | And all the unlawful issue that their lust |
| 7375 | Since then hath made between them. Unto her |
| 7376 | He gave the stablishment of Egypt; made her |
| 7377 | Of lower Syria, Cyprus, Lydia, |
| 7378 | Absolute queen. |
| 7379 | MAECENAS. This in the public eye? |
| 7380 | CAESAR. I' th' common show-place, where they... |
| 7381 | His sons he there proclaim'd the kings of ... |
| 7382 | Great Media, Parthia, and Armenia, |
| 7383 | He gave to Alexander; to Ptolemy he assign'd |
| 7384 | Syria, Cilicia, and Phoenicia. She |
| 7385 | In th' habiliments of the goddess Isis |
| 7386 | That day appear'd; and oft before gave aud... |
| 7387 | As 'tis reported, so. |
| 7388 | MAECENAS. Let Rome be thus |
| 7389 | Inform'd. |
| 7390 | AGRIPPA. Who, queasy with his insolence |
| 7391 | Already, will their good thoughts call fro... |
| 7392 | CAESAR. The people knows it, and have now re... |
| 7393 | His accusations. |
| 7394 | AGRIPPA. Who does he accuse? |
| 7395 | CAESAR. Caesar; and that, having in Sicily |
| 7396 | Sextus Pompeius spoil'd, we had not rated him |
| 7397 | His part o' th' isle. Then does he say he ... |
| 7398 | Some shipping, unrestor'd. Lastly, he frets |
| 7399 | That Lepidus of the triumvirate |
| 7400 | Should be depos'd; and, being, that we detain |
| 7401 | All his revenue. |
| 7402 | AGRIPPA. Sir, this should be answer'd. |
| 7403 | CAESAR. 'Tis done already, and messenger gone. |
| 7404 | I have told him Lepidus was grown too crue... |
| 7405 | That he his high authority abus'd, |
| 7406 | And did deserve his change. For what I hav... |
| 7407 | I grant him part; but then, in his Armenia |
| 7408 | And other of his conquer'd kingdoms, |
| 7409 | Demand the like. |
| 7410 | MAECENAS. He'll never yield to that. |
| 7411 | CAESAR. Nor must not then be yielded to in t... |
| 7412 | Enter OCTAVIA, with her train |
| 7413 | OCTAVIA. Hail, Caesar, and my lord! hail, mo... |
| 7414 | CAESAR. That ever I should call thee cast-away! |
| 7415 | OCTAVIA. You have not call'd me so, nor have... |
| 7416 | CAESAR. Why have you stol'n upon us thus? Yo... |
| 7417 | Like Caesar's sister. The wife of Antony |
| 7418 | Should have an army for an usher, and |
| 7419 | The neighs of horse to tell of her approach |
| 7420 | Long ere she did appear. The trees by th' way |
| 7421 | Should have borne men, and expectation fai... |
| 7422 | Longing for what it had not. Nay, the dust |
| 7423 | Should have ascended to the roof of heaven, |
| 7424 | Rais'd by your populous troops. But you ar... |
| 7425 | A market-maid to Rome, and have prevented |
| 7426 | The ostentation of our love, which left un... |
| 7427 | Is often left unlov'd. We should have met you |
| 7428 | By sea and land, supplying every stage |
| 7429 | With an augmented greeting. |
| 7430 | OCTAVIA. Good my lord, |
| 7431 | To come thus was I not constrain'd, but di... |
| 7432 | On my free will. My lord, Mark Antony, |
| 7433 | Hearing that you prepar'd for war, acquainted |
| 7434 | My grieved ear withal; whereon I begg'd |
| 7435 | His pardon for return. |
| 7436 | CAESAR. Which soon he granted, |
| 7437 | Being an obstruct 'tween his lust and him. |
| 7438 | OCTAVIA. Do not say so, my lord. |
| 7439 | CAESAR. I have eyes upon him, |
| 7440 | And his affairs come to me on the wind. |
| 7441 | Where is he now? |
| 7442 | OCTAVIA. My lord, in Athens. |
| 7443 | CAESAR. No, my most wronged sister: Cleopatra |
| 7444 | Hath nodded him to her. He hath given his ... |
| 7445 | Up to a whore, who now are levying |
| 7446 | The kings o' th' earth for war. He hath as... |
| 7447 | Bocchus, the king of Libya; Archelaus |
| 7448 | Of Cappadocia; Philadelphos, king |
| 7449 | Of Paphlagonia; the Thracian king, Adallas; |
| 7450 | King Manchus of Arabia; King of Pont; |
| 7451 | Herod of Jewry; Mithridates, king |
| 7452 | Of Comagene; Polemon and Amyntas, |
| 7453 | The kings of Mede and Lycaonia, with |
| 7454 | More larger list of sceptres. |
| 7455 | OCTAVIA. Ay me most wretched, |
| 7456 | That have my heart parted betwixt two frie... |
| 7457 | That does afflict each other! |
| 7458 | CAESAR. Welcome hither. |
| 7459 | Your letters did withhold our breaking forth, |
| 7460 | Till we perceiv'd both how you were wrong led |
| 7461 | And we in negligent danger. Cheer your heart; |
| 7462 | Be you not troubled with the time, which d... |
| 7463 | O'er your content these strong necessities, |
| 7464 | But let determin'd things to destiny |
| 7465 | Hold unbewail'd their way. Welcome to Rome; |
| 7466 | Nothing more dear to me. You are abus'd |
| 7467 | Beyond the mark of thought, and the high g... |
| 7468 | To do you justice, make their ministers |
| 7469 | Of us and those that love you. Best of com... |
| 7470 | And ever welcome to us. |
| 7471 | AGRIPPA. Welcome, lady. |
| 7472 | MAECENAS. Welcome, dear madam. |
| 7473 | Each heart in Rome does love and pity you; |
| 7474 | Only th' adulterous Antony, most large |
| 7475 | In his abominations, turns you off, |
| 7476 | And gives his potent regiment to a trull |
| 7477 | That noises it against us. |
| 7478 | OCTAVIA. Is it so, sir? |
| 7479 | CAESAR. Most certain. Sister, welcome. Pray you |
| 7480 | Be ever known to patience. My dear'st sist... |
| 7481 | ACT_3|SC_7 |
| 7482 | SCENE VII. |
| 7483 | ANTONY'S camp near Actium |
| 7484 | Enter CLEOPATRA and ENOBARBUS |
| 7485 | CLEOPATRA. I will be even with thee, doubt i... |
| 7486 | ENOBARBUS. But why, why, |
| 7487 | CLEOPATRA. Thou hast forspoke my being in th... |
| 7488 | And say'st it is not fit. |
| 7489 | ENOBARBUS. Well, is it, is it? |
| 7490 | CLEOPATRA. Is't not denounc'd against us? Wh... |
| 7491 | Be there in person? |
| 7492 | ENOBARBUS. [Aside] Well, I could reply: |
| 7493 | If we should serve with horse and mares to... |
| 7494 | The horse were merely lost; the mares woul... |
| 7495 | A soldier and his horse. |
| 7496 | CLEOPATRA. What is't you say? |
| 7497 | ENOBARBUS. Your presence needs must puzzle A... |
| 7498 | Take from his heart, take from his brain, ... |
| 7499 | What should not then be spar'd. He is already |
| 7500 | Traduc'd for levity; and 'tis said in Rome |
| 7501 | That Photinus an eunuch and your maids |
| 7502 | Manage this war. |
| 7503 | CLEOPATRA. Sink Rome, and their tongues rot |
| 7504 | That speak against us! A charge we bear i'... |
| 7505 | And, as the president of my kingdom, will |
| 7506 | Appear there for a man. Speak not against it; |
| 7507 | I will not stay behind. |
| 7508 | Enter ANTONY and CANIDIUS |
| 7509 | ENOBARBUS. Nay, I have done. |
| 7510 | Here comes the Emperor. |
| 7511 | ANTONY. Is it not strange, Canidius, |
| 7512 | That from Tarentum and Brundusium |
| 7513 | He could so quickly cut the Ionian sea, |
| 7514 | And take in Toryne?- You have heard on't, ... |
| 7515 | CLEOPATRA. Celerity is never more admir'd |
| 7516 | Than by the negligent. |
| 7517 | ANTONY. A good rebuke, |
| 7518 | Which might have well becom'd the best of men |
| 7519 | To taunt at slackness. Canidius, we |
| 7520 | Will fight with him by sea. |
| 7521 | CLEOPATRA. By sea! What else? |
| 7522 | CANIDIUS. Why will my lord do so? |
| 7523 | ANTONY. For that he dares us to't. |
| 7524 | ENOBARBUS. So hath my lord dar'd him to sing... |
| 7525 | CANIDIUS. Ay, and to wage this battle at Pha... |
| 7526 | Where Caesar fought with Pompey. But these... |
| 7527 | Which serve not for his vantage, he shakes... |
| 7528 | And so should you. |
| 7529 | ENOBARBUS. Your ships are not well mann'd; |
| 7530 | Your mariners are muleteers, reapers, people |
| 7531 | Ingross'd by swift impress. In Caesar's fleet |
| 7532 | Are those that often have 'gainst Pompey f... |
| 7533 | Their ships are yare; yours heavy. No disg... |
| 7534 | Shall fall you for refusing him at sea, |
| 7535 | Being prepar'd for land. |
| 7536 | ANTONY. By sea, by sea. |
| 7537 | ENOBARBUS. Most worthy sir, you therein thro... |
| 7538 | The absolute soldiership you have by land; |
| 7539 | Distract your army, which doth most consist |
| 7540 | Of war-mark'd footmen; leave unexecuted |
| 7541 | Your own renowned knowledge; quite forgo |
| 7542 | The way which promises assurance; and |
| 7543 | Give up yourself merely to chance and hazard |
| 7544 | From firm security. |
| 7545 | ANTONY. I'll fight at sea. |
| 7546 | CLEOPATRA. I have sixty sails, Caesar none b... |
| 7547 | ANTONY. Our overplus of shipping will we burn, |
| 7548 | And, with the rest full-mann'd, from th' h... |
| 7549 | Beat th' approaching Caesar. But if we fail, |
| 7550 | We then can do't at land. |
| 7551 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 7552 | Thy business? |
| 7553 | MESSENGER. The news is true, my lord: he is ... |
| 7554 | Caesar has taken Toryne. |
| 7555 | ANTONY. Can he be there in person? 'Tis impo... |
| 7556 | Strange that his power should be. Canidius, |
| 7557 | Our nineteen legions thou shalt hold by la... |
| 7558 | And our twelve thousand horse. We'll to ou... |
| 7559 | Away, my Thetis! |
| 7560 | Enter a SOLDIER |
| 7561 | How now, worthy soldier? |
| 7562 | SOLDIER. O noble Emperor, do not fight by sea; |
| 7563 | Trust not to rotten planks. Do you misdoubt |
| 7564 | This sword and these my wounds? Let th' Eg... |
| 7565 | And the Phoenicians go a-ducking; we |
| 7566 | Have us'd to conquer standing on the earth |
| 7567 | And fighting foot to foot. |
| 7568 | ANTONY. Well, well- away. |
| 7569 | Exeunt ANTONY, CLEOPA... |
| 7570 | SOLDIER. By Hercules, I think I am i' th' ri... |
| 7571 | CANIDIUS. Soldier, thou art; but his whole a... |
| 7572 | Not in the power on't. So our leader's led, |
| 7573 | And we are women's men. |
| 7574 | SOLDIER. You keep by land |
| 7575 | The legions and the horse whole, do you no... |
| 7576 | CANIDIUS. Marcus Octavius, Marcus Justeius, |
| 7577 | Publicola, and Caelius are for sea; |
| 7578 | But we keep whole by land. This speed of C... |
| 7579 | Carries beyond belief. |
| 7580 | SOLDIER. While he was yet in Rome, |
| 7581 | His power went out in such distractions as |
| 7582 | Beguil'd all spies. |
| 7583 | CANIDIUS. Who's his lieutenant, hear you? |
| 7584 | SOLDIER. They say one Taurus. |
| 7585 | CANIDIUS. Well I know the man. |
| 7586 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 7587 | MESSENGER. The Emperor calls Canidius. |
| 7588 | CANIDIUS. With news the time's with labour a... |
| 7589 | Each minute some. ... |
| 7590 | ACT_3|SC_8 |
| 7591 | SCENE VIII. |
| 7592 | A plain near Actium |
| 7593 | Enter CAESAR, with his army, marc... |
| 7594 | CAESAR. Taurus! |
| 7595 | TAURUS. My lord? |
| 7596 | CAESAR. Strike not by land; keep whole; prov... |
| 7597 | Till we have done at sea. Do not exceed |
| 7598 | The prescript of this scroll. Our fortune ... |
| 7599 | Upon this jump. ... |
| 7600 | ACT_3|SC_9 |
| 7601 | SCENE IX. |
| 7602 | Another part of the plain |
| 7603 | Enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS |
| 7604 | ANTONY. Set we our squadrons on yon side o' ... |
| 7605 | In eye of Caesar's battle; from which place |
| 7606 | We may the number of the ships behold, |
| 7607 | And so proceed accordingly. ... |
| 7608 | ACT_3|SC_10 |
| 7609 | SCENE X. |
| 7610 | Another part of the plain |
| 7611 | CANIDIUS marcheth with his land army o... |
| 7612 | over the stage, and TAURUS, the Lieute... |
| 7613 | CAESAR, the other way. After their going... |
| 7614 | the noise of a sea-fight |
| 7615 | Alarum. Enter ENOBARBUS |
| 7616 | ENOBARBUS. Naught, naught, all naught! I can... |
| 7617 | Th' Antoniad, the Egyptian admiral, |
| 7618 | With all their sixty, fly and turn the rud... |
| 7619 | To see't mine eyes are blasted. |
| 7620 | Enter SCARUS |
| 7621 | SCARUS. Gods and goddesses, |
| 7622 | All the whole synod of them! |
| 7623 | ENOBARBUS. What's thy passion? |
| 7624 | SCARUS. The greater cantle of the world is lost |
| 7625 | With very ignorance; we have kiss'd away |
| 7626 | Kingdoms and provinces. |
| 7627 | ENOBARBUS. How appears the fight? |
| 7628 | SCARUS. On our side like the token'd pestile... |
| 7629 | Where death is sure. Yon ribaudred nag of ... |
| 7630 | Whom leprosy o'ertake!- i' th' midst o' th... |
| 7631 | When vantage like a pair of twins appear'd, |
| 7632 | Both as the same, or rather ours the elder- |
| 7633 | The breese upon her, like a cow in June- |
| 7634 | Hoists sails and flies. |
| 7635 | ENOBARBUS. That I beheld; |
| 7636 | Mine eyes did sicken at the sight and coul... |
| 7637 | Endure a further view. |
| 7638 | SCARUS. She once being loof'd, |
| 7639 | The noble ruin of her magic, Antony, |
| 7640 | Claps on his sea-wing, and, like a doting ... |
| 7641 | Leaving the fight in height, flies after her. |
| 7642 | I never saw an action of such shame; |
| 7643 | Experience, manhood, honour, ne'er before |
| 7644 | Did violate so itself. |
| 7645 | ENOBARBUS. Alack, alack! |
| 7646 | Enter CANIDIUS |
| 7647 | CANIDIUS. Our fortune on the sea is out of b... |
| 7648 | And sinks most lamentably. Had our general |
| 7649 | Been what he knew himself, it had gone well. |
| 7650 | O, he has given example for our flight |
| 7651 | Most grossly by his own! |
| 7652 | ENOBARBUS. Ay, are you thereabouts? |
| 7653 | Why then, good night indeed. |
| 7654 | CANIDIUS. Toward Peloponnesus are they fled. |
| 7655 | SCARUS. 'Tis easy to't; and there I will attend |
| 7656 | What further comes. |
| 7657 | CANIDIUS. To Caesar will I render |
| 7658 | My legions and my horse; six kings already |
| 7659 | Show me the way of yielding. |
| 7660 | ENOBARBUS. I'll yet follow |
| 7661 | The wounded chance of Antony, though my re... |
| 7662 | Sits in the wind against me. ... |
| 7663 | ACT_3|SC_11 |
| 7664 | SCENE XI. |
| 7665 | Alexandria. CLEOPATRA'S palace |
| 7666 | Enter ANTONY With attendants |
| 7667 | ANTONY. Hark! the land bids me tread no more... |
| 7668 | It is asham'd to bear me. Friends, come hi... |
| 7669 | I am so lated in the world that I |
| 7670 | Have lost my way for ever. I have a ship |
| 7671 | Laden with gold; take that; divide it. Fly, |
| 7672 | And make your peace with Caesar. |
| 7673 | ALL. Fly? Not we! |
| 7674 | ANTONY. I have fled myself, and have instruc... |
| 7675 | To run and show their shoulders. Friends, ... |
| 7676 | I have myself resolv'd upon a course |
| 7677 | Which has no need of you; be gone. |
| 7678 | My treasure's in the harbour, take it. O, |
| 7679 | I follow'd that I blush to look upon. |
| 7680 | My very hairs do mutiny; for the white |
| 7681 | Reprove the brown for rashness, and they them |
| 7682 | For fear and doting. Friends, be gone; you... |
| 7683 | Have letters from me to some friends that ... |
| 7684 | Sweep your way for you. Pray you look not ... |
| 7685 | Nor make replies of loathness; take the hint |
| 7686 | Which my despair proclaims. Let that be left |
| 7687 | Which leaves itself. To the sea-side strai... |
| 7688 | I will possess you of that ship and treasure. |
| 7689 | Leave me, I pray, a little; pray you now; |
| 7690 | Nay, do so, for indeed I have lost command; |
| 7691 | Therefore I pray you. I'll see you by and ... |
| 7692 | Enter CLEOPATRA, led by CHARMIAN a... |
| 7693 | EROS following |
| 7694 | EROS. Nay, gentle madam, to him! Comfort him. |
| 7695 | IRAS. Do, most dear Queen. |
| 7696 | CHARMIAN. Do? Why, what else? |
| 7697 | CLEOPATRA. Let me sit down. O Juno! |
| 7698 | ANTONY. No, no, no, no, no. |
| 7699 | EROS. See you here, sir? |
| 7700 | ANTONY. O, fie, fie, fie! |
| 7701 | CHARMIAN. Madam! |
| 7702 | IRAS. Madam, O good Empress! |
| 7703 | EROS. Sir, sir! |
| 7704 | ANTONY. Yes, my lord, yes. He at Philippi kept |
| 7705 | His sword e'en like a dancer, while I struck |
| 7706 | The lean and wrinkled Cassius; and 'twas I |
| 7707 | That the mad Brutus ended; he alone |
| 7708 | Dealt on lieutenantry, and no practice had |
| 7709 | In the brave squares of war. Yet now- no m... |
| 7710 | CLEOPATRA. Ah, stand by! |
| 7711 | EROS. The Queen, my lord, the Queen! |
| 7712 | IRAS. Go to him, madam, speak to him. |
| 7713 | He is unqualitied with very shame. |
| 7714 | CLEOPATRA. Well then, sustain me. O! |
| 7715 | EROS. Most noble sir, arise; the Queen approa... |
| 7716 | Her head's declin'd, and death will seize ... |
| 7717 | Your comfort makes the rescue. |
| 7718 | ANTONY. I have offended reputation- |
| 7719 | A most unnoble swerving. |
| 7720 | EROS. Sir, the Queen. |
| 7721 | ANTONY. O, whither hast thou led me, Egypt? See |
| 7722 | How I convey my shame out of thine eyes |
| 7723 | By looking back what I have left behind |
| 7724 | 'Stroy'd in dishonour. |
| 7725 | CLEOPATRA. O my lord, my lord, |
| 7726 | Forgive my fearful sails! I little thought |
| 7727 | You would have followed. |
| 7728 | ANTONY. Egypt, thou knew'st too well |
| 7729 | My heart was to thy rudder tied by th' str... |
| 7730 | And thou shouldst tow me after. O'er my sp... |
| 7731 | Thy full supremacy thou knew'st, and that |
| 7732 | Thy beck might from the bidding of the gods |
| 7733 | Command me. |
| 7734 | CLEOPATRA. O, my pardon! |
| 7735 | ANTONY. Now I must |
| 7736 | To the young man send humble treaties, dodge |
| 7737 | And palter in the shifts of lowness, who |
| 7738 | With half the bulk o' th' world play'd as ... |
| 7739 | Making and marring fortunes. You did know |
| 7740 | How much you were my conqueror, and that |
| 7741 | My sword, made weak by my affection, would |
| 7742 | Obey it on all cause. |
| 7743 | CLEOPATRA. Pardon, pardon! |
| 7744 | ANTONY. Fall not a tear, I say; one of them ... |
| 7745 | All that is won and lost. Give me a kiss; |
| 7746 | Even this repays me. |
| 7747 | We sent our schoolmaster; is 'a come back? |
| 7748 | Love, I am full of lead. Some wine, |
| 7749 | Within there, and our viands! Fortune knows |
| 7750 | We scorn her most when most she offers blo... |
| 7751 | ACT_3|SC_12 |
| 7752 | SCENE XII. |
| 7753 | CAESAR'S camp in Egypt |
| 7754 | Enter CAESAR, AGRIPPA, DOLABELLA, THYREUS, ... |
| 7755 | CAESAR. Let him appear that's come from Antony. |
| 7756 | Know you him? |
| 7757 | DOLABELLA. Caesar, 'tis his schoolmaster: |
| 7758 | An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither |
| 7759 | He sends so poor a pinion of his wing, |
| 7760 | Which had superfluous kings for messengers |
| 7761 | Not many moons gone by. |
| 7762 | Enter EUPHRONIUS, Ambassador from ... |
| 7763 | CAESAR. Approach, and speak. |
| 7764 | EUPHRONIUS. Such as I am, I come from Antony. |
| 7765 | I was of late as petty to his ends |
| 7766 | As is the morn-dew on the myrtle leaf |
| 7767 | To his grand sea. |
| 7768 | CAESAR. Be't so. Declare thine office. |
| 7769 | EUPHRONIUS. Lord of his fortunes he salutes ... |
| 7770 | Requires to live in Egypt; which not granted, |
| 7771 | He lessens his requests and to thee sues |
| 7772 | To let him breathe between the heavens and... |
| 7773 | A private man in Athens. This for him. |
| 7774 | Next, Cleopatra does confess thy greatness, |
| 7775 | Submits her to thy might, and of thee craves |
| 7776 | The circle of the Ptolemies for her heirs, |
| 7777 | Now hazarded to thy grace. |
| 7778 | CAESAR. For Antony, |
| 7779 | I have no ears to his request. The Queen |
| 7780 | Of audience nor desire shall fail, so she |
| 7781 | From Egypt drive her all-disgraced friend, |
| 7782 | Or take his life there. This if she perform, |
| 7783 | She shall not sue unheard. So to them both. |
| 7784 | EUPHRONIUS. Fortune pursue thee! |
| 7785 | CAESAR. Bring him through the bands. ... |
| 7786 | [To THYREUS] To try thy eloquence, now 'ti... |
| 7787 | From Antony win Cleopatra. Promise, |
| 7788 | And in our name, what she requires; add more, |
| 7789 | From thine invention, offers. Women are not |
| 7790 | In their best fortunes strong; but want wi... |
| 7791 | The ne'er-touch'd vestal. Try thy cunning,... |
| 7792 | Make thine own edict for thy pains, which we |
| 7793 | Will answer as a law. |
| 7794 | THYREUS. Caesar, I go. |
| 7795 | CAESAR. Observe how Antony becomes his flaw, |
| 7796 | And what thou think'st his very action speaks |
| 7797 | In every power that moves. |
| 7798 | THYREUS. Caesar, I shall. ... |
| 7799 | ACT_3|SC_13 |
| 7800 | SCENE XIII. |
| 7801 | Alexandria. CLEOPATRA'S palace |
| 7802 | Enter CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHARMIAN, ... |
| 7803 | CLEOPATRA. What shall we do, Enobarbus? |
| 7804 | ENOBARBUS. Think, and die. |
| 7805 | CLEOPATRA. Is Antony or we in fault for this? |
| 7806 | ENOBARBUS. Antony only, that would make his ... |
| 7807 | Lord of his reason. What though you fled |
| 7808 | From that great face of war, whose several... |
| 7809 | Frighted each other? Why should he follow? |
| 7810 | The itch of his affection should not then |
| 7811 | Have nick'd his captainship, at such a point, |
| 7812 | When half to half the world oppos'd, he being |
| 7813 | The mered question. 'Twas a shame no less |
| 7814 | Than was his loss, to course your flying f... |
| 7815 | And leave his navy gazing. |
| 7816 | CLEOPATRA. Prithee, peace. |
| 7817 | Enter EUPHRONIUS, the Ambassador; wi... |
| 7818 | ANTONY. Is that his answer? |
| 7819 | EUPHRONIUS. Ay, my lord. |
| 7820 | ANTONY. The Queen shall then have courtesy, ... |
| 7821 | Will yield us up. |
| 7822 | EUPHRONIUS. He says so. |
| 7823 | ANTONY. Let her know't. |
| 7824 | To the boy Caesar send this grizzled head, |
| 7825 | And he will fill thy wishes to the brim |
| 7826 | With principalities. |
| 7827 | CLEOPATRA. That head, my lord? |
| 7828 | ANTONY. To him again. Tell him he wears the ... |
| 7829 | Of youth upon him; from which the world sh... |
| 7830 | Something particular. His coin, ships, leg... |
| 7831 | May be a coward's whose ministers would pr... |
| 7832 | Under the service of a child as soon |
| 7833 | As i' th' command of Caesar. I dare him th... |
| 7834 | To lay his gay comparisons apart, |
| 7835 | And answer me declin'd, sword against sword, |
| 7836 | Ourselves alone. I'll write it. Follow me. |
| 7837 | Exeunt ANT... |
| 7838 | EUPHRONIUS. [Aside] Yes, like enough high-ba... |
| 7839 | Unstate his happiness, and be stag'd to th... |
| 7840 | Against a sworder! I see men's judgments are |
| 7841 | A parcel of their fortunes, and things out... |
| 7842 | Do draw the inward quality after them, |
| 7843 | To suffer all alike. That he should dream, |
| 7844 | Knowing all measures, the full Caesar will |
| 7845 | Answer his emptiness! Caesar, thou hast su... |
| 7846 | His judgment too. |
| 7847 | Enter a SERVANT |
| 7848 | SERVANT. A messenger from Caesar. |
| 7849 | CLEOPATRA. What, no more ceremony? See, my w... |
| 7850 | Against the blown rose may they stop their... |
| 7851 | That kneel'd unto the buds. Admit him, sir... |
| 7852 | ENOBARBUS. [Aside] Mine honesty and I begin ... |
| 7853 | The loyalty well held to fools does make |
| 7854 | Our faith mere folly. Yet he that can endure |
| 7855 | To follow with allegiance a fall'n lord |
| 7856 | Does conquer him that did his master conquer, |
| 7857 | And earns a place i' th' story. |
| 7858 | Enter THYREUS |
| 7859 | CLEOPATRA. Caesar's will? |
| 7860 | THYREUS. Hear it apart. |
| 7861 | CLEOPATRA. None but friends: say boldly. |
| 7862 | THYREUS. So, haply, are they friends to Antony. |
| 7863 | ENOBARBUS. He needs as many, sir, as Caesar ... |
| 7864 | Or needs not us. If Caesar please, our master |
| 7865 | Will leap to be his friend. For us, you know |
| 7866 | Whose he is we are, and that is Caesar's. |
| 7867 | THYREUS. So. |
| 7868 | Thus then, thou most renown'd: Caesar entr... |
| 7869 | Not to consider in what case thou stand'st |
| 7870 | Further than he is Caesar. |
| 7871 | CLEOPATRA. Go on. Right royal! |
| 7872 | THYREUS. He knows that you embrace not Antony |
| 7873 | As you did love, but as you fear'd him. |
| 7874 | CLEOPATRA. O! |
| 7875 | THYREUS. The scars upon your honour, therefo... |
| 7876 | Does pity, as constrained blemishes, |
| 7877 | Not as deserv'd. |
| 7878 | CLEOPATRA. He is a god, and knows |
| 7879 | What is most right. Mine honour was not yi... |
| 7880 | But conquer'd merely. |
| 7881 | ENOBARBUS. [Aside] To be sure of that, |
| 7882 | I will ask Antony. Sir, sir, thou art so l... |
| 7883 | That we must leave thee to thy sinking, for |
| 7884 | Thy dearest quit thee. ... |
| 7885 | THYREUS. Shall I say to Caesar |
| 7886 | What you require of him? For he partly begs |
| 7887 | To be desir'd to give. It much would pleas... |
| 7888 | That of his fortunes you should make a staff |
| 7889 | To lean upon. But it would warm his spirits |
| 7890 | To hear from me you had left Antony, |
| 7891 | And put yourself under his shroud, |
| 7892 | The universal landlord. |
| 7893 | CLEOPATRA. What's your name? |
| 7894 | THYREUS. My name is Thyreus. |
| 7895 | CLEOPATRA. Most kind messenger, |
| 7896 | Say to great Caesar this: in deputation |
| 7897 | I kiss his conquring hand. Tell him I am p... |
| 7898 | To lay my crown at 's feet, and there to k... |
| 7899 | Tell him from his all-obeying breath I hear |
| 7900 | The doom of Egypt. |
| 7901 | THYREUS. 'Tis your noblest course. |
| 7902 | Wisdom and fortune combating together, |
| 7903 | If that the former dare but what it can, |
| 7904 | No chance may shake it. Give me grace to lay |
| 7905 | My duty on your hand. |
| 7906 | CLEOPATRA. Your Caesar's father oft, |
| 7907 | When he hath mus'd of taking kingdoms in, |
| 7908 | Bestow'd his lips on that unworthy place, |
| 7909 | As it rain'd kisses. |
| 7910 | Re-enter ANTONY and ENOBARBUS |
| 7911 | ANTONY. Favours, by Jove that thunders! |
| 7912 | What art thou, fellow? |
| 7913 | THYREUS. One that but performs |
| 7914 | The bidding of the fullest man, and worthiest |
| 7915 | To have command obey'd. |
| 7916 | ENOBARBUS. [Aside] You will be whipt. |
| 7917 | ANTONY. Approach there.- Ah, you kite!- Now,... |
| 7918 | Authority melts from me. Of late, when I c... |
| 7919 | Like boys unto a muss, kings would start f... |
| 7920 | And cry 'Your will?' Have you no ears? I am |
| 7921 | Antony yet. |
| 7922 | Enter servants |
| 7923 | Take hence this Jack and whip him. |
| 7924 | ENOBARBUS. 'Tis better playing with a lion's... |
| 7925 | Than with an old one dying. |
| 7926 | ANTONY. Moon and stars! |
| 7927 | Whip him. Were't twenty of the greatest tr... |
| 7928 | That do acknowledge Caesar, should I find ... |
| 7929 | So saucy with the hand of she here- what's... |
| 7930 | Since she was Cleopatra? Whip him, fellows, |
| 7931 | Till like a boy you see him cringe his face, |
| 7932 | And whine aloud for mercy. Take him hence. |
| 7933 | THYMUS. Mark Antony- |
| 7934 | ANTONY. Tug him away. Being whipt, |
| 7935 | Bring him again: the Jack of Caesar's shall |
| 7936 | Bear us an errand to him. Exeunt ser... |
| 7937 | You were half blasted ere I knew you. Ha! |
| 7938 | Have I my pillow left unpress'd in Rome, |
| 7939 | Forborne the getting of a lawful race, |
| 7940 | And by a gem of women, to be abus'd |
| 7941 | By one that looks on feeders? |
| 7942 | CLEOPATRA. Good my lord- |
| 7943 | ANTONY. You have been a boggler ever. |
| 7944 | But when we in our viciousness grow hard- |
| 7945 | O misery on't!- the wise gods seel our eyes, |
| 7946 | In our own filth drop our clear judgments,... |
| 7947 | Adore our errors, laugh at's while we strut |
| 7948 | To our confusion. |
| 7949 | CLEOPATRA. O, is't come to this? |
| 7950 | ANTONY. I found you as a morsel cold upon |
| 7951 | Dead Caesar's trencher. Nay, you were a fr... |
| 7952 | Of Cneius Pompey's, besides what hotter ho... |
| 7953 | Unregist'red in vulgar fame, you have |
| 7954 | Luxuriously pick'd out; for I am sure, |
| 7955 | Though you can guess what temperance shoul... |
| 7956 | You know not what it is. |
| 7957 | CLEOPATRA. Wherefore is this? |
| 7958 | ANTONY. To let a fellow that will take rewards, |
| 7959 | And say 'God quit you!' be familiar with |
| 7960 | My playfellow, your hand, this kingly seal |
| 7961 | And plighter of high hearts! O that I were |
| 7962 | Upon the hill of Basan to outroar |
| 7963 | The horned herd! For I have savage cause, |
| 7964 | And to proclaim it civilly were like |
| 7965 | A halter'd neck which does the hangman thank |
| 7966 | For being yare about him. |
| 7967 | Re-enter a SERVANT with THYREUS |
| 7968 | Is he whipt? |
| 7969 | SERVANT. Soundly, my lord. |
| 7970 | ANTONY. Cried he? and begg'd 'a pardon? |
| 7971 | SERVANT. He did ask favour. |
| 7972 | ANTONY. If that thy father live, let him repent |
| 7973 | Thou wast not made his daughter; and be th... |
| 7974 | To follow Caesar in his triumph, since |
| 7975 | Thou hast been whipt for following him. He... |
| 7976 | The white hand of a lady fever thee! |
| 7977 | Shake thou to look on't. Get thee back to ... |
| 7978 | Tell him thy entertainment; look thou say |
| 7979 | He makes me angry with him; for he seems |
| 7980 | Proud and disdainful, harping on what I am, |
| 7981 | Not what he knew I was. He makes me angry; |
| 7982 | And at this time most easy 'tis to do't, |
| 7983 | When my good stars, that were my former gu... |
| 7984 | Have empty left their orbs and shot their ... |
| 7985 | Into th' abysm of hell. If he mislike |
| 7986 | My speech and what is done, tell him he has |
| 7987 | Hipparchus, my enfranched bondman, whom |
| 7988 | He may at pleasure whip or hang or torture, |
| 7989 | As he shall like, to quit me. Urge it thou. |
| 7990 | Hence with thy stripes, be gone. ... |
| 7991 | CLEOPATRA. Have you done yet? |
| 7992 | ANTONY. Alack, our terrene moon |
| 7993 | Is now eclips'd, and it portends alone |
| 7994 | The fall of Antony. |
| 7995 | CLEOPATRA. I must stay his time. |
| 7996 | ANTONY. To flatter Caesar, would you mingle ... |
| 7997 | With one that ties his points? |
| 7998 | CLEOPATRA. Not know me yet? |
| 7999 | ANTONY. Cold-hearted toward me? |
| 8000 | CLEOPATRA. Ah, dear, if I be so, |
| 8001 | From my cold heart let heaven engender hail, |
| 8002 | And poison it in the source, and the first... |
| 8003 | Drop in my neck; as it determines, so |
| 8004 | Dissolve my life! The next Caesarion smite! |
| 8005 | Till by degrees the memory of my womb, |
| 8006 | Together with my brave Egyptians all, |
| 8007 | By the discandying of this pelleted storm, |
| 8008 | Lie graveless, till the flies and gnats of... |
| 8009 | Have buried them for prey. |
| 8010 | ANTONY. I am satisfied. |
| 8011 | Caesar sits down in Alexandria, where |
| 8012 | I will oppose his fate. Our force by land |
| 8013 | Hath nobly held; our sever'd navy to |
| 8014 | Have knit again, and fleet, threat'ning mo... |
| 8015 | Where hast thou been, my heart? Dost thou ... |
| 8016 | If from the field I shall return once more |
| 8017 | To kiss these lips, I will appear in blood. |
| 8018 | I and my sword will earn our chronicle. |
| 8019 | There's hope in't yet. |
| 8020 | CLEOPATRA. That's my brave lord! |
| 8021 | ANTONY. I will be treble-sinew'd, hearted, b... |
| 8022 | And fight maliciously. For when mine hours |
| 8023 | Were nice and lucky, men did ransom lives |
| 8024 | Of me for jests; but now I'll set my teeth, |
| 8025 | And send to darkness all that stop me. Come, |
| 8026 | Let's have one other gaudy night. Call to me |
| 8027 | All my sad captains; fill our bowls once m... |
| 8028 | Let's mock the midnight bell. |
| 8029 | CLEOPATRA. It is my birthday. |
| 8030 | I had thought t'have held it poor; but sin... |
| 8031 | Is Antony again, I will be Cleopatra. |
| 8032 | ANTONY. We will yet do well. |
| 8033 | CLEOPATRA. Call all his noble captains to my... |
| 8034 | ANTONY. Do so, we'll speak to them; and to-n... |
| 8035 | The wine peep through their scars. Come on... |
| 8036 | There's sap in't yet. The next time I do f... |
| 8037 | I'll make death love me; for I will contend |
| 8038 | Even with his pestilent scythe. Exeunt... |
| 8039 | ENOBARBUS. Now he'll outstare the lightning.... |
| 8040 | Is to be frighted out of fear, and in that... |
| 8041 | The dove will peck the estridge; and I see... |
| 8042 | A diminution in our captain's brain |
| 8043 | Restores his heart. When valour preys on r... |
| 8044 | It eats the sword it fights with. I will seek |
| 8045 | Some way to leave him. ... |
| 8046 | ACT_4|SC_1 |
| 8047 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 8048 | CAESAR'S camp before Alexandria |
| 8049 | Enter CAESAR, AGRIPPA, and MAECENAS, wit... |
| 8050 | CAESAR reading a letter |
| 8051 | CAESAR. He calls me boy, and chides as he ha... |
| 8052 | To beat me out of Egypt. My messenger |
| 8053 | He hath whipt with rods; dares me to perso... |
| 8054 | Caesar to Antony. Let the old ruffian know |
| 8055 | I have many other ways to die, meantime |
| 8056 | Laugh at his challenge. |
| 8057 | MAECENAS. Caesar must think |
| 8058 | When one so great begins to rage, he's hunted |
| 8059 | Even to falling. Give him no breath, but now |
| 8060 | Make boot of his distraction. Never anger |
| 8061 | Made good guard for itself. |
| 8062 | CAESAR. Let our best heads |
| 8063 | Know that to-morrow the last of many battles |
| 8064 | We mean to fight. Within our files there are |
| 8065 | Of those that serv'd Mark Antony but late |
| 8066 | Enough to fetch him in. See it done; |
| 8067 | And feast the army; we have store to do't, |
| 8068 | And they have earn'd the waste. Poor Anton... |
| 8069 | ACT_4|SC_2 |
| 8070 | SCENE II. |
| 8071 | Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace |
| 8072 | Enter ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, ENOBARBUS, CHAR... |
| 8073 | ALEXAS, with others |
| 8074 | ANTONY. He will not fight with me, Domitius? |
| 8075 | ENOBARBUS. No. |
| 8076 | ANTONY. Why should he not? |
| 8077 | ENOBARBUS. He thinks, being twenty times of ... |
| 8078 | He is twenty men to one. |
| 8079 | ANTONY. To-morrow, soldier, |
| 8080 | By sea and land I'll fight. Or I will live, |
| 8081 | Or bathe my dying honour in the blood |
| 8082 | Shall make it live again. Woo't thou fight... |
| 8083 | ENOBARBUS. I'll strike, and cry 'Take all.' |
| 8084 | ANTONY. Well said; come on. |
| 8085 | Call forth my household servants; let's to... |
| 8086 | Be bounteous at our meal. |
| 8087 | Enter three or four servitors |
| 8088 | Give me thy hand, |
| 8089 | Thou has been rightly honest. So hast thou; |
| 8090 | Thou, and thou, and thou. You have serv'd ... |
| 8091 | And kings have been your fellows. |
| 8092 | CLEOPATRA. [Aside to ENOBARBUS] What means t... |
| 8093 | ENOBARBUS. [Aside to CLEOPATRA] 'Tis one of ... |
| 8094 | sorrow shoots |
| 8095 | Out of the mind. |
| 8096 | ANTONY. And thou art honest too. |
| 8097 | I wish I could be made so many men, |
| 8098 | And all of you clapp'd up together in |
| 8099 | An Antony, that I might do you service |
| 8100 | So good as you have done. |
| 8101 | SERVANT. The gods forbid! |
| 8102 | ANTONY. Well, my good fellows, wait on me to... |
| 8103 | Scant not my cups, and make as much of me |
| 8104 | As when mine empire was your fellow too, |
| 8105 | And suffer'd my command. |
| 8106 | CLEOPATRA. [Aside to ENOBARBUS] What does he... |
| 8107 | ENOBARBUS. [Aside to CLEOPATRA] To make hi... |
| 8108 | ANTONY. Tend me to-night; |
| 8109 | May be it is the period of your duty. |
| 8110 | Haply you shall not see me more; or if, |
| 8111 | A mangled shadow. Perchance to-morrow |
| 8112 | You'll serve another master. I look on you |
| 8113 | As one that takes his leave. Mine honest f... |
| 8114 | I turn you not away; but, like a master |
| 8115 | Married to your good service, stay till de... |
| 8116 | Tend me to-night two hours, I ask no more, |
| 8117 | And the gods yield you for't! |
| 8118 | ENOBARBUS. What mean you, sir, |
| 8119 | To give them this discomfort? Look, they w... |
| 8120 | And I, an ass, am onion-ey'd. For shame! |
| 8121 | Transform us not to women. |
| 8122 | ANTONY. Ho, ho, ho! |
| 8123 | Now the witch take me if I meant it thus! |
| 8124 | Grace grow where those drops fall! My hear... |
| 8125 | You take me in too dolorous a sense; |
| 8126 | For I spake to you for your comfort, did d... |
| 8127 | To burn this night with torches. Know, my ... |
| 8128 | I hope well of to-morrow, and will lead you |
| 8129 | Where rather I'll expect victorious life |
| 8130 | Than death and honour. Let's to supper, come, |
| 8131 | And drown consideration. ... |
| 8132 | ACT_4|SC_3 |
| 8133 | SCENE III. |
| 8134 | Alexandria. Before CLEOPATRA's pa... |
| 8135 | Enter a company of soldiers |
| 8136 | FIRST SOLDIER. Brother, good night. To-morro... |
| 8137 | SECOND SOLDIER. It will determine one way. F... |
| 8138 | Heard you of nothing strange about the str... |
| 8139 | FIRST SOLDIER. Nothing. What news? |
| 8140 | SECOND SOLDIER. Belike 'tis but a rumour. Go... |
| 8141 | FIRST SOLDIER. Well, sir, good night. |
| 8142 | [They me... |
| 8143 | SECOND SOLDIER. Soldiers, have careful watch. |
| 8144 | FIRST SOLDIER. And you. Good night, good night. |
| 8145 | [The two companies separate an... |
| 8146 | in every co... |
| 8147 | SECOND SOLDIER. Here we. And if to-morrow |
| 8148 | Our navy thrive, I have an absolute hope |
| 8149 | Our landmen will stand up. |
| 8150 | THIRD SOLDIER. 'Tis a brave army, |
| 8151 | And full of purpose. |
| 8152 | [Music of the hautboys i... |
| 8153 | SECOND SOLDIER. Peace, what noise? |
| 8154 | THIRD SOLDIER. List, list! |
| 8155 | SECOND SOLDIER. Hark! |
| 8156 | THIRD SOLDIER. Music i' th' air. |
| 8157 | FOURTH SOLDIER. Under the earth. |
| 8158 | THIRD SOLDIER. It signs well, does it not? |
| 8159 | FOURTH SOLDIER. No. |
| 8160 | THIRD SOLDIER. Peace, I say! |
| 8161 | What should this mean? |
| 8162 | SECOND SOLDIER. 'Tis the god Hercules, whom ... |
| 8163 | Now leaves him. |
| 8164 | THIRD SOLDIER. Walk; let's see if other watc... |
| 8165 | Do hear what we do. |
| 8166 | SECOND SOLDIER. How now, masters! |
| 8167 | SOLDIERS. [Speaking together] How now! |
| 8168 | How now! Do you hear this? |
| 8169 | FIRST SOLDIER. Ay; is't not strange? |
| 8170 | THIRD SOLDIER. Do you hear, masters? Do you ... |
| 8171 | FIRST SOLDIER. Follow the noise so far as we... |
| 8172 | Let's see how it will give off. |
| 8173 | SOLDIERS. Content. 'Tis strange. ... |
| 8174 | ACT_4|SC_4 |
| 8175 | SCENE IV. |
| 8176 | Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace |
| 8177 | Enter ANTONY and CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN,... |
| 8178 | with others |
| 8179 | ANTONY. Eros! mine armour, Eros! |
| 8180 | CLEOPATRA. Sleep a little. |
| 8181 | ANTONY. No, my chuck. Eros! Come, mine armou... |
| 8182 | Enter EROS with armour |
| 8183 | Come, good fellow, put mine iron on. |
| 8184 | If fortune be not ours to-day, it is |
| 8185 | Because we brave her. Come. |
| 8186 | CLEOPATRA. Nay, I'll help too. |
| 8187 | What's this for? |
| 8188 | ANTONY. Ah, let be, let be! Thou art |
| 8189 | The armourer of my heart. False, false; th... |
| 8190 | CLEOPATRA. Sooth, la, I'll help. Thus it mus... |
| 8191 | ANTONY. Well, well; |
| 8192 | We shall thrive now. Seest thou, my good f... |
| 8193 | Go put on thy defences. |
| 8194 | EROS. Briefly, sir. |
| 8195 | CLEOPATRA. Is not this buckled well? |
| 8196 | ANTONY. Rarely, rarely! |
| 8197 | He that unbuckles this, till we do please |
| 8198 | To daff't for our repose, shall hear a storm. |
| 8199 | Thou fumblest, Eros, and my queen's a squire |
| 8200 | More tight at this than thou. Dispatch. O ... |
| 8201 | That thou couldst see my wars to-day, and ... |
| 8202 | The royal occupation! Thou shouldst see |
| 8203 | A workman in't. |
| 8204 | Enter an armed SOLDIER |
| 8205 | Good-morrow to thee. Welcome. |
| 8206 | Thou look'st like him that knows a warlike... |
| 8207 | To business that we love we rise betime, |
| 8208 | And go to't with delight. |
| 8209 | SOLDIER. A thousand, sir, |
| 8210 | Early though't be, have on their riveted t... |
| 8211 | And at the port expect you. |
| 8212 | [Shout. Flourish o... |
| 8213 | Enter CAPTAINS and soldiers |
| 8214 | CAPTAIN. The morn is fair. Good morrow, Gene... |
| 8215 | ALL. Good morrow, General. |
| 8216 | ANTONY. 'Tis well blown, lads. |
| 8217 | This morning, like the spirit of a youth |
| 8218 | That means to be of note, begins betimes. |
| 8219 | So, so. Come, give me that. This way. Well... |
| 8220 | Fare thee well, dame, whate'er becomes of me. |
| 8221 | This is a soldier's kiss. Rebukeable, |
| 8222 | And worthy shameful check it were, to stand |
| 8223 | On more mechanic compliment; I'll leave thee |
| 8224 | Now like a man of steel. You that will fight, |
| 8225 | Follow me close; I'll bring you to't. Adieu. |
| 8226 | Exeunt ANTONY, EROS, CAP... |
| 8227 | CHARMIAN. Please you retire to your chamber? |
| 8228 | CLEOPATRA. Lead me. |
| 8229 | He goes forth gallantly. That he and Caesa... |
| 8230 | Determine this great war in single fight! |
| 8231 | Then, Antony- but now. Well, on. ... |
| 8232 | ACT_4|SC_5 |
| 8233 | SCENE V. |
| 8234 | Alexandria. ANTONY'S camp |
| 8235 | Trumpets sound. Enter ANTONY and EROS,... |
| 8236 | meeting them |
| 8237 | SOLDIER. The gods make this a happy day to A... |
| 8238 | ANTONY. Would thou and those thy scars had o... |
| 8239 | To make me fight at land! |
| 8240 | SOLDIER. Hadst thou done so, |
| 8241 | The kings that have revolted, and the soldier |
| 8242 | That has this morning left thee, would hav... |
| 8243 | Followed thy heels. |
| 8244 | ANTONY. Who's gone this morning? |
| 8245 | SOLDIER. Who? |
| 8246 | One ever near thee. Call for Enobarbus, |
| 8247 | He shall not hear thee; or from Caesar's camp |
| 8248 | Say 'I am none of thine.' |
| 8249 | ANTONY. What say'st thou? |
| 8250 | SOLDIER. Sir, |
| 8251 | He is with Caesar. |
| 8252 | EROS. Sir, his chests and treasure |
| 8253 | He has not with him. |
| 8254 | ANTONY. Is he gone? |
| 8255 | SOLDIER. Most certain. |
| 8256 | ANTONY. Go, Eros, send his treasure after; d... |
| 8257 | Detain no jot, I charge thee. Write to him- |
| 8258 | I will subscribe- gentle adieus and greeti... |
| 8259 | Say that I wish he never find more cause |
| 8260 | To change a master. O, my fortunes have |
| 8261 | Corrupted honest men! Dispatch. Enobarbus!... |
| 8262 | ACT_4|SC_6 |
| 8263 | SCENE VI. |
| 8264 | Alexandria. CAESAR'S camp |
| 8265 | Flourish. Enter AGRIPPA, CAESAR, With D... |
| 8266 | and ENOBARBUS |
| 8267 | CAESAR. Go forth, Agrippa, and begin the fight. |
| 8268 | Our will is Antony be took alive; |
| 8269 | Make it so known. |
| 8270 | AGRIPPA. Caesar, I shall. ... |
| 8271 | CAESAR. The time of universal peace is near. |
| 8272 | Prove this a prosp'rous day, the three-noo... |
| 8273 | Shall bear the olive freely. |
| 8274 | Enter A MESSENGER |
| 8275 | MESSENGER. Antony |
| 8276 | Is come into the field. |
| 8277 | CAESAR. Go charge Agrippa |
| 8278 | Plant those that have revolted in the vant, |
| 8279 | That Antony may seem to spend his fury |
| 8280 | Upon himself. Exeunt... |
| 8281 | ENOBARBUS. Alexas did revolt and went to Jew... |
| 8282 | Affairs of Antony; there did dissuade |
| 8283 | Great Herod to incline himself to Caesar |
| 8284 | And leave his master Antony. For this pains |
| 8285 | Casaer hath hang'd him. Canidius and the rest |
| 8286 | That fell away have entertainment, but |
| 8287 | No honourable trust. I have done ill, |
| 8288 | Of which I do accuse myself so sorely |
| 8289 | That I will joy no more. |
| 8290 | Enter a SOLDIER of CAESAR'S |
| 8291 | SOLDIER. Enobarbus, Antony |
| 8292 | Hath after thee sent all thy treasure, with |
| 8293 | His bounty overplus. The messenger |
| 8294 | Came on my guard, and at thy tent is now |
| 8295 | Unloading of his mules. |
| 8296 | ENOBARBUS. I give it you. |
| 8297 | SOLDIER. Mock not, Enobarbus. |
| 8298 | I tell you true. Best you saf'd the bringer |
| 8299 | Out of the host. I must attend mine office, |
| 8300 | Or would have done't myself. Your emperor |
| 8301 | Continues still a Jove. ... |
| 8302 | ENOBARBUS. I am alone the villain of the earth, |
| 8303 | And feel I am so most. O Antony, |
| 8304 | Thou mine of bounty, how wouldst thou have... |
| 8305 | My better service, when my turpitude |
| 8306 | Thou dost so crown with gold! This blows m... |
| 8307 | If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean |
| 8308 | Shall outstrike thought; but thought will ... |
| 8309 | I fight against thee? No! I will go seek |
| 8310 | Some ditch wherein to die; the foul'st bes... |
| 8311 | My latter part of life. ... |
| 8312 | ACT_4|SC_7 |
| 8313 | SCENE VII. |
| 8314 | Field of battle between the camps |
| 8315 | Alarum. Drums and trumpets. Enter AGR... |
| 8316 | and others |
| 8317 | AGRIPPA. Retire. We have engag'd ourselves t... |
| 8318 | Caesar himself has work, and our oppression |
| 8319 | Exceeds what we expected. ... |
| 8320 | Alarums. Enter ANTONY, and SCARUS wo... |
| 8321 | SCARUS. O my brave Emperor, this is fought i... |
| 8322 | Had we done so at first, we had droven the... |
| 8323 | With clouts about their heads. |
| 8324 | ANTONY. Thou bleed'st apace. |
| 8325 | SCARUS. I had a wound here that was like a T, |
| 8326 | But now 'tis made an H. |
| 8327 | ANTONY. They do retire. |
| 8328 | SCARUS. We'll beat'em into bench-holes. I ha... |
| 8329 | Room for six scotches more. |
| 8330 | Enter EROS |
| 8331 | EROS. They are beaten, sir, and our advantag... |
| 8332 | For a fair victory. |
| 8333 | SCARUS. Let us score their backs |
| 8334 | And snatch 'em up, as we take hares, behind. |
| 8335 | 'Tis sport to maul a runner. |
| 8336 | ANTONY. I will reward thee |
| 8337 | Once for thy sprightly comfort, and tenfold |
| 8338 | For thy good valour. Come thee on. |
| 8339 | SCARUS. I'll halt after. ... |
| 8340 | ACT_4|SC_8 |
| 8341 | SCENE VIII. |
| 8342 | Under the walls of Alexandria |
| 8343 | Alarum. Enter ANTONY, again in a march... |
| 8344 | with others |
| 8345 | ANTONY. We have beat him to his camp. Run on... |
| 8346 | And let the Queen know of our gests. To-mo... |
| 8347 | Before the sun shall see's, we'll spill th... |
| 8348 | That has to-day escap'd. I thank you all; |
| 8349 | For doughty-handed are you, and have fought |
| 8350 | Not as you serv'd the cause, but as't had ... |
| 8351 | Each man's like mine; you have shown all H... |
| 8352 | Enter the city, clip your wives, your frie... |
| 8353 | Tell them your feats; whilst they with joy... |
| 8354 | Wash the congealment from your wounds and ... |
| 8355 | The honour'd gashes whole. |
| 8356 | Enter CLEOPATRA, attended |
| 8357 | [To SCARUS] Give me thy hand- |
| 8358 | To this great fairy I'll commend thy acts, |
| 8359 | Make her thanks bless thee. O thou day o' ... |
| 8360 | Chain mine arm'd neck. Leap thou, attire a... |
| 8361 | Through proof of harness to my heart, and ... |
| 8362 | Ride on the pants triumphing. |
| 8363 | CLEOPATRA. Lord of lords! |
| 8364 | O infinite virtue, com'st thou smiling from |
| 8365 | The world's great snare uncaught? |
| 8366 | ANTONY. Mine nightingale, |
| 8367 | We have beat them to their beds. What, gir... |
| 8368 | Do something mingle with our younger brown... |
| 8369 | A brain that nourishes our nerves, and can |
| 8370 | Get goal for goal of youth. Behold this man; |
| 8371 | Commend unto his lips thy favouring hand- |
| 8372 | Kiss it, my warrior- he hath fought to-day |
| 8373 | As if a god in hate of mankind had |
| 8374 | Destroyed in such a shape. |
| 8375 | CLEOPATRA. I'll give thee, friend, |
| 8376 | An armour all of gold; it was a king's. |
| 8377 | ANTONY. He has deserv'd it, were it carbuncled |
| 8378 | Like holy Phoebus' car. Give me thy hand. |
| 8379 | Through Alexandria make a jolly march; |
| 8380 | Bear our hack'd targets like the men that ... |
| 8381 | Had our great palace the capacity |
| 8382 | To camp this host, we all would sup together, |
| 8383 | And drink carouses to the next day's fate, |
| 8384 | Which promises royal peril. Trumpeters, |
| 8385 | With brazen din blast you the city's ear; |
| 8386 | Make mingle with our rattling tabourines, |
| 8387 | That heaven and earth may strike their sou... |
| 8388 | Applauding our approach. ... |
| 8389 | ACT_4|SC_9 |
| 8390 | SCENE IX. |
| 8391 | CAESAR'S camp |
| 8392 | Enter a CENTURION and his company; ENOBA... |
| 8393 | CENTURION. If we be not reliev'd within this... |
| 8394 | We must return to th' court of guard. The ... |
| 8395 | Is shiny, and they say we shall embattle |
| 8396 | By th' second hour i' th' morn. |
| 8397 | FIRST WATCH. This last day was |
| 8398 | A shrewd one to's. |
| 8399 | ENOBARBUS. O, bear me witness, night- |
| 8400 | SECOND WATCH. What man is this? |
| 8401 | FIRST WATCH. Stand close and list him. |
| 8402 | ENOBARBUS. Be witness to me, O thou blessed ... |
| 8403 | When men revolted shall upon record |
| 8404 | Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did |
| 8405 | Before thy face repent! |
| 8406 | CENTURION. Enobarbus? |
| 8407 | SECOND WATCH. Peace! |
| 8408 | Hark further. |
| 8409 | ENOBARBUS. O sovereign mistress of true mela... |
| 8410 | The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me, |
| 8411 | That life, a very rebel to my will, |
| 8412 | May hang no longer on me. Throw my heart |
| 8413 | Against the flint and hardness of my fault, |
| 8414 | Which, being dried with grief, will break ... |
| 8415 | And finish all foul thoughts. O Antony, |
| 8416 | Nobler than my revolt is infamous, |
| 8417 | Forgive me in thine own particular, |
| 8418 | But let the world rank me in register |
| 8419 | A master-leaver and a fugitive! |
| 8420 | O Antony! O Antony! ... |
| 8421 | FIRST WATCH. Let's speak to him. |
| 8422 | CENTURION. Let's hear him, for the things he... |
| 8423 | May concern Caesar. |
| 8424 | SECOND WATCH. Let's do so. But he sleeps. |
| 8425 | CENTURION. Swoons rather; for so bad a praye... |
| 8426 | Was never yet for sleep. |
| 8427 | FIRST WATCH. Go we to him. |
| 8428 | SECOND WATCH. Awake, sir, awake; speak to us. |
| 8429 | FIRST WATCH. Hear you, sir? |
| 8430 | CENTURION. The hand of death hath raught him. |
| 8431 | [Drums afar off ] Hark! the drums |
| 8432 | Demurely wake the sleepers. Let us bear him |
| 8433 | To th' court of guard; he is of note. Our ... |
| 8434 | Is fully out. |
| 8435 | SECOND WATCH. Come on, then; |
| 8436 | He may recover yet. Ex... |
| 8437 | ACT_4|SC_10 |
| 8438 | SCENE X. |
| 8439 | Between the two camps |
| 8440 | Enter ANTONY and SCARUS, with thei... |
| 8441 | ANTONY. Their preparation is to-day by sea; |
| 8442 | We please them not by land. |
| 8443 | SCARUS. For both, my lord. |
| 8444 | ANTONY. I would they'd fight i' th' fire or ... |
| 8445 | We'd fight there too. But this it is, our ... |
| 8446 | Upon the hills adjoining to the city |
| 8447 | Shall stay with us- Order for sea is given; |
| 8448 | They have put forth the haven- |
| 8449 | Where their appointment we may best discover |
| 8450 | And look on their endeavour. ... |
| 8451 | ACT_4|SC_11 |
| 8452 | SCENE XI. |
| 8453 | Between the camps |
| 8454 | Enter CAESAR and his army |
| 8455 | CAESAR. But being charg'd, we will be still ... |
| 8456 | Which, as I take't, we shall; for his best... |
| 8457 | Is forth to man his galleys. To the vales, |
| 8458 | And hold our best advantage. ... |
| 8459 | ACT_4|SC_12 |
| 8460 | SCENE XII. |
| 8461 | A hill near Alexandria |
| 8462 | Enter ANTONY and SCARUS |
| 8463 | ANTONY. Yet they are not join'd. Where yond ... |
| 8464 | I shall discover all. I'll bring thee word |
| 8465 | Straight how 'tis like to go. ... |
| 8466 | SCARUS. Swallows have built |
| 8467 | In Cleopatra's sails their nests. The augu... |
| 8468 | Say they know not, they cannot tell; look ... |
| 8469 | And dare not speak their knowledge. Antony |
| 8470 | Is valiant and dejected; and by starts |
| 8471 | His fretted fortunes give him hope and fear |
| 8472 | Of what he has and has not. |
| 8473 | [Alarum afar off, ... |
| 8474 | Re-enter ANTONY |
| 8475 | ANTONY. All is lost! |
| 8476 | This foul Egyptian hath betrayed me. |
| 8477 | My fleet hath yielded to the foe, and yond... |
| 8478 | They cast their caps up and carouse together |
| 8479 | Like friends long lost. Triple-turn'd whor... |
| 8480 | Hast sold me to this novice; and my heart |
| 8481 | Makes only wars on thee. Bid them all fly; |
| 8482 | For when I am reveng'd upon my charm, |
| 8483 | I have done all. Bid them all fly; begone.... |
| 8484 | O sun, thy uprise shall I see no more! |
| 8485 | Fortune and Antony part here; even here |
| 8486 | Do we shake hands. All come to this? The h... |
| 8487 | That spaniel'd me at heels, to whom I gave |
| 8488 | Their wishes, do discandy, melt their sweets |
| 8489 | On blossoming Caesar; and this pine is bark'd |
| 8490 | That overtopp'd them all. Betray'd I am. |
| 8491 | O this false soul of Egypt! this grave charm- |
| 8492 | Whose eye beck'd forth my wars and call'd ... |
| 8493 | Whose bosom was my crownet, my chief end- |
| 8494 | Like a right gypsy hath at fast and loose |
| 8495 | Beguil'd me to the very heart of loss. |
| 8496 | What, Eros, Eros! |
| 8497 | Enter CLEOPATRA |
| 8498 | Ah, thou spell! Avaunt! |
| 8499 | CLEOPATRA. Why is my lord enrag'd against hi... |
| 8500 | ANTONY. Vanish, or I shall give thee thy des... |
| 8501 | And blemish Caesar's triumph. Let him take... |
| 8502 | And hoist thee up to the shouting plebeians; |
| 8503 | Follow his chariot, like the greatest spot |
| 8504 | Of all thy sex; most monster-like, be shown |
| 8505 | For poor'st diminutives, for doits, and let |
| 8506 | Patient Octavia plough thy visage up |
| 8507 | With her prepared nails. ... |
| 8508 | 'Tis well th'art gone, |
| 8509 | If it be well to live; but better 'twere |
| 8510 | Thou fell'st into my fury, for one death |
| 8511 | Might have prevented many. Eros, ho! |
| 8512 | The shirt of Nessus is upon me; teach me, |
| 8513 | Alcides, thou mine ancestor, thy rage; |
| 8514 | Let me lodge Lichas on the horns o' th' moon, |
| 8515 | And with those hands that grasp'd the heav... |
| 8516 | Subdue my worthiest self. The witch shall ... |
| 8517 | To the young Roman boy she hath sold me, a... |
| 8518 | Under this plot. She dies for't. Eros, ho!... |
| 8519 | ACT_4|SC_13 |
| 8520 | SCENE XIII. |
| 8521 | Alexandria. CLEOPATRA's palace |
| 8522 | Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and MAR... |
| 8523 | CLEOPATRA. Help me, my women. O, he is more mad |
| 8524 | Than Telamon for his shield; the boar of T... |
| 8525 | Was never so emboss'd. |
| 8526 | CHARMIAN. To th'monument! |
| 8527 | There lock yourself, and send him word you... |
| 8528 | The soul and body rive not more in parting |
| 8529 | Than greatness going off. |
| 8530 | CLEOPATRA. To th' monument! |
| 8531 | Mardian, go tell him I have slain myself; |
| 8532 | Say that the last I spoke was 'Antony' |
| 8533 | And word it, prithee, piteously. Hence, Ma... |
| 8534 | And bring me how he takes my death. To th'... |
| 8535 | ... |
| 8536 | ACT_4|SC_14 |
| 8537 | SCENE XIV. |
| 8538 | CLEOPATRA'S palace |
| 8539 | Enter ANTONY and EROS |
| 8540 | ANTONY. Eros, thou yet behold'st me? |
| 8541 | EROS. Ay, noble lord. |
| 8542 | ANTONY. Sometime we see a cloud that's drago... |
| 8543 | A vapour sometime like a bear or lion, |
| 8544 | A tower'd citadel, a pendent rock, |
| 8545 | A forked mountain, or blue promontory |
| 8546 | With trees upon't that nod unto the world |
| 8547 | And mock our eyes with air. Thou hast seen... |
| 8548 | They are black vesper's pageants. |
| 8549 | EROS. Ay, my lord. |
| 8550 | ANTONY. That which is now a horse, even with... |
| 8551 | The rack dislimns, and makes it indistinct, |
| 8552 | As water is in water. |
| 8553 | EROS. It does, my lord. |
| 8554 | ANTONY. My good knave Eros, now thy captain is |
| 8555 | Even such a body. Here I am Antony; |
| 8556 | Yet cannot hold this visible shape, my kna... |
| 8557 | I made these wars for Egypt; and the Queen- |
| 8558 | Whose heart I thought I had, for she had m... |
| 8559 | Which, whilst it was mine, had annex'd unto't |
| 8560 | A million moe, now lost- she, Eros, has |
| 8561 | Pack'd cards with Caesar, and false-play'd... |
| 8562 | Unto an enemy's triumph. |
| 8563 | Nay, weep not, gentle Eros; there is left us |
| 8564 | Ourselves to end ourselves. |
| 8565 | Enter MARDIAN |
| 8566 | O, thy vile lady! |
| 8567 | She has robb'd me of my sword. |
| 8568 | MARDIAN. No, Antony; |
| 8569 | My mistress lov'd thee, and her fortunes m... |
| 8570 | With thine entirely. |
| 8571 | ANTONY. Hence, saucy eunuch; peace! |
| 8572 | She hath betray'd me, and shall die the de... |
| 8573 | MARDIAN. Death of one person can be paid but... |
| 8574 | And that she has discharg'd. What thou wou... |
| 8575 | Is done unto thy hand. The last she spake |
| 8576 | Was 'Antony! most noble Antony!' |
| 8577 | Then in the midst a tearing groan did break |
| 8578 | The name of Antony; it was divided |
| 8579 | Between her heart and lips. She rend'red l... |
| 8580 | Thy name so buried in her. |
| 8581 | ANTONY. Dead then? |
| 8582 | MARDIAN. Dead. |
| 8583 | ANTONY. Unarm, Eros; the long day's task is ... |
| 8584 | And we must sleep. That thou depart'st hen... |
| 8585 | Does pay thy labour richly. Go. ... |
| 8586 | Off, pluck off! |
| 8587 | The sevenfold shield of Ajax cannot keep |
| 8588 | The battery from my heart. O, cleave, my s... |
| 8589 | Heart, once be stronger than thy continent, |
| 8590 | Crack thy frail case. Apace, Eros, apace.- |
| 8591 | No more a soldier. Bruised pieces, go; |
| 8592 | You have been nobly borne.- From me awhile... |
| 8593 | I will o'ertake thee, Cleopatra, and |
| 8594 | Weep for my pardon. So it must be, for now |
| 8595 | All length is torture. Since the torch is ... |
| 8596 | Lie down, and stray no farther. Now all la... |
| 8597 | Mars what it does; yea, very force entangles |
| 8598 | Itself with strength. Seal then, and all i... |
| 8599 | Eros!- I come, my queen.- Eros!- Stay for me; |
| 8600 | Where souls do couch on flowers, we'll han... |
| 8601 | And with our sprightly port make the ghost... |
| 8602 | Dido and her Aeneas shall want troops, |
| 8603 | And all the haunt be ours.- Come, Eros, Eros! |
| 8604 | Re-enter EROS |
| 8605 | EROS. What would my lord? |
| 8606 | ANTONY. Since Cleopatra died, |
| 8607 | I have liv'd in such dishonour that the gods |
| 8608 | Detest my baseness. I, that with my sword |
| 8609 | Quarter'd the world, and o'er green Neptun... |
| 8610 | With ships made cities, condemn myself to ... |
| 8611 | The courage of a woman; less noble mind |
| 8612 | Than she which by her death our Caesar tel... |
| 8613 | 'I am conqueror of myself.' Thou art sworn... |
| 8614 | That, when the exigent should come- which now |
| 8615 | Is come indeed- when I should see behind me |
| 8616 | Th' inevitable prosecution of |
| 8617 | Disgrace and horror, that, on my command, |
| 8618 | Thou then wouldst kill me. Do't; the time ... |
| 8619 | Thou strik'st not me; 'tis Caesar thou def... |
| 8620 | Put colour in thy cheek. |
| 8621 | EROS. The gods withhold me! |
| 8622 | Shall I do that which all the Parthian darts, |
| 8623 | Though enemy, lost aim and could not? |
| 8624 | ANTONY. Eros, |
| 8625 | Wouldst thou be window'd in great Rome and... |
| 8626 | Thy master thus with pleach'd arms, bendin... |
| 8627 | His corrigible neck, his face subdu'd |
| 8628 | To penetrative shame, whilst the wheel'd seat |
| 8629 | Of fortunate Caesar, drawn before him, bra... |
| 8630 | His baseness that ensued? |
| 8631 | EROS. I would not see't. |
| 8632 | ANTONY. Come, then; for with a wound I must ... |
| 8633 | Draw that thy honest sword, which thou has... |
| 8634 | Most useful for thy country. |
| 8635 | EROS. O, sir, pardon me! |
| 8636 | ANTONY. When I did make thee free, swor'st t... |
| 8637 | To do this when I bade thee? Do it at once, |
| 8638 | Or thy precedent services are all |
| 8639 | But accidents unpurpos'd. Draw, and come. |
| 8640 | EROS. Turn from me then that noble countenance, |
| 8641 | Wherein the worship of the whole world lies. |
| 8642 | ANTONY. Lo thee! ... |
| 8643 | EROS. My sword is drawn. |
| 8644 | ANTONY. Then let it do at once |
| 8645 | The thing why thou hast drawn it. |
| 8646 | EROS. My dear master, |
| 8647 | My captain and my emperor, let me say, |
| 8648 | Before I strike this bloody stroke, farewell. |
| 8649 | ANTONY. 'Tis said, man; and farewell. |
| 8650 | EROS. Farewell, great chief. Shall I strike ... |
| 8651 | ANTONY. Now, Eros. |
| 8652 | EROS. Why, there then! Thus do I escape the ... |
| 8653 | Of Antony's death. ... |
| 8654 | ANTONY. Thrice nobler than myself! |
| 8655 | Thou teachest me, O valiant Eros, what |
| 8656 | I should, and thou couldst not. My queen a... |
| 8657 | Have, by their brave instruction, got upon me |
| 8658 | A nobleness in record. But I will be |
| 8659 | A bridegroom in my death, and run into't |
| 8660 | As to a lover's bed. Come, then; and, Eros, |
| 8661 | Thy master dies thy scholar. To do thus |
| 8662 | [Fal... |
| 8663 | I learn'd of thee. How? not dead? not dead?- |
| 8664 | The guard, ho! O, dispatch me! |
| 8665 | Enter DERCETAS and a guard |
| 8666 | FIRST GUARD. What's the noise? |
| 8667 | ANTONY. I have done my work ill, friends. O,... |
| 8668 | Of what I have begun. |
| 8669 | SECOND GUARD. The star is fall'n. |
| 8670 | FIRST GUARD. And time is at his period. |
| 8671 | ALL. Alas, and woe! |
| 8672 | ANTONY. Let him that loves me, strike me dead. |
| 8673 | FIRST GUARD. Not I. |
| 8674 | SECOND GUARD. Nor I. |
| 8675 | THIRD GUARD. Nor any one. ... |
| 8676 | DERCETAS. Thy death and fortunes bid thy fol... |
| 8677 | This sword but shown to Caesar, with this ... |
| 8678 | Shall enter me with him. |
| 8679 | Enter DIOMEDES |
| 8680 | DIOMEDES. Where's Antony? |
| 8681 | DERCETAS. There, Diomed, there. |
| 8682 | DIOMEDES. Lives he? |
| 8683 | Wilt thou not answer, man? ... |
| 8684 | ANTONY. Art thou there, Diomed? Draw thy swo... |
| 8685 | Sufficing strokes for death. |
| 8686 | DIOMEDES. Most absolute lord, |
| 8687 | My mistress Cleopatra sent me to thee. |
| 8688 | ANTONY. When did she send thee? |
| 8689 | DIOMEDES. Now, my lord. |
| 8690 | ANTONY. Where is she? |
| 8691 | DIOMEDES. Lock'd in her monument. She had a ... |
| 8692 | Of what hath come to pass; for when she saw- |
| 8693 | Which never shall be found- you did suspect |
| 8694 | She had dispos'd with Caesar, and that you... |
| 8695 | Would not be purg'd, she sent you word she... |
| 8696 | But fearing since how it might work, hath ... |
| 8697 | Me to proclaim the truth; and I am come, |
| 8698 | I dread, too late. |
| 8699 | ANTONY. Too late, good Diomed. Call my guard... |
| 8700 | DIOMEDES. What, ho! the Emperor's guard! The... |
| 8701 | Come, your lord calls! |
| 8702 | Enter four or five of the guard o... |
| 8703 | ANTONY. Bear me, good friends, where Cleopat... |
| 8704 | 'Tis the last service that I shall command... |
| 8705 | FIRST GUARD. Woe, woe are we, sir, you may n... |
| 8706 | All your true followers out. |
| 8707 | ALL. Most heavy day! |
| 8708 | ANTONY. Nay, good my fellows, do not please ... |
| 8709 | To grace it with your sorrows. Bid that we... |
| 8710 | Which comes to punish us, and we punish it, |
| 8711 | Seeming to bear it lightly. Take me up. |
| 8712 | I have led you oft; carry me now, good fri... |
| 8713 | And have my thanks for all. Exeu... |
| 8714 | ACT_4|SC_15 |
| 8715 | SCENE XV. |
| 8716 | Alexandria. A monument |
| 8717 | Enter CLEOPATRA and her maids aloft, wit... |
| 8718 | and IRAS |
| 8719 | CLEOPATRA. O Charmian, I will never go from ... |
| 8720 | CHARMIAN. Be comforted, dear madam. |
| 8721 | CLEOPATRA. No, I will not. |
| 8722 | All strange and terrible events are welcome, |
| 8723 | But comforts we despise; our size of sorrow, |
| 8724 | Proportion'd to our cause, must be as great |
| 8725 | As that which makes it. |
| 8726 | Enter DIOMEDES, below |
| 8727 | How now! Is he dead? |
| 8728 | DIOMEDES. His death's upon him, but not dead. |
| 8729 | Look out o' th' other side your monument; |
| 8730 | His guard have brought him thither. |
| 8731 | Enter, below, ANTONY, borne by the... |
| 8732 | CLEOPATRA. O sun, |
| 8733 | Burn the great sphere thou mov'st in! Dark... |
| 8734 | The varying shore o' th' world. O Antony, |
| 8735 | Antony, Antony! Help, Charmian; help, Iras... |
| 8736 | Help, friends below! Let's draw him hither. |
| 8737 | ANTONY. Peace! |
| 8738 | Not Caesar's valour hath o'erthrown Antony, |
| 8739 | But Antony's hath triumph'd on itself. |
| 8740 | CLEOPATRA. So it should be, that none but An... |
| 8741 | Should conquer Antony; but woe 'tis so! |
| 8742 | ANTONY. I am dying, Egypt, dying; only |
| 8743 | I here importune death awhile, until |
| 8744 | Of many thousand kisses the poor last |
| 8745 | I lay upon thy lips. |
| 8746 | CLEOPATRA. I dare not, dear. |
| 8747 | Dear my lord, pardon! I dare not, |
| 8748 | Lest I be taken. Not th' imperious show |
| 8749 | Of the full-fortun'd Caesar ever shall |
| 8750 | Be brooch'd with me. If knife, drugs, serp... |
| 8751 | Edge, sting, or operation, I am safe. |
| 8752 | Your wife Octavia, with her modest eyes |
| 8753 | And still conclusion, shall acquire no honour |
| 8754 | Demuring upon me. But come, come, Antony- |
| 8755 | Help me, my women- we must draw thee up; |
| 8756 | Assist, good friends. |
| 8757 | ANTONY. O, quick, or I am gone. |
| 8758 | CLEOPATRA. Here's sport indeed! How heavy we... |
| 8759 | Our strength is all gone into heaviness; |
| 8760 | That makes the weight. Had I great Juno's ... |
| 8761 | The strong-wing'd Mercury should fetch the... |
| 8762 | And set thee by Jove's side. Yet come a li... |
| 8763 | Wishers were ever fools. O come, come, |
| 8764 | [They heave ANTONY a... |
| 8765 | And welcome, welcome! Die where thou hast ... |
| 8766 | Quicken with kissing. Had my lips that power, |
| 8767 | Thus would I wear them out. |
| 8768 | ALL. A heavy sight! |
| 8769 | ANTONY. I am dying, Egypt, dying. |
| 8770 | Give me some wine, and let me speak a litt... |
| 8771 | CLEOPATRA. No, let me speak; and let me rail... |
| 8772 | That the false huswife Fortune break her w... |
| 8773 | Provok'd by my offence. |
| 8774 | ANTONY. One word, sweet queen: |
| 8775 | Of Caesar seek your honour, with your safe... |
| 8776 | CLEOPATRA. They do not go together. |
| 8777 | ANTONY. Gentle, hear me: |
| 8778 | None about Caesar trust but Proculeius. |
| 8779 | CLEOPATRA. My resolution and my hands I'll t... |
| 8780 | None about Caesar |
| 8781 | ANTONY. The miserable change now at my end |
| 8782 | Lament nor sorrow at; but please your thou... |
| 8783 | In feeding them with those my former fortunes |
| 8784 | Wherein I liv'd the greatest prince o' th'... |
| 8785 | The noblest; and do now not basely die, |
| 8786 | Not cowardly put off my helmet to |
| 8787 | My countryman- a Roman by a Roman |
| 8788 | Valiantly vanquish'd. Now my spirit is going |
| 8789 | I can no more. |
| 8790 | CLEOPATRA. Noblest of men, woo't die? |
| 8791 | Hast thou no care of me? Shall I abide |
| 8792 | In this dull world, which in thy absence is |
| 8793 | No better than a sty? O, see, my women, ... |
| 8794 | The crown o' th' earth doth melt. My lord! |
| 8795 | O, wither'd is the garland of the war, |
| 8796 | The soldier's pole is fall'n! Young boys a... |
| 8797 | Are level now with men. The odds is gone, |
| 8798 | And there is nothing left remarkable |
| 8799 | Beneath the visiting moon. ... |
| 8800 | CHARMIAN. O, quietness, lady! |
| 8801 | IRAS. She's dead too, our sovereign. |
| 8802 | CHARMIAN. Lady! |
| 8803 | IRAS. Madam! |
| 8804 | CHARMIAN. O madam, madam, madam! |
| 8805 | IRAS. Royal Egypt, Empress! |
| 8806 | CHARMIAN. Peace, peace, Iras! |
| 8807 | CLEOPATRA. No more but e'en a woman, and com... |
| 8808 | By such poor passion as the maid that milks |
| 8809 | And does the meanest chares. It were for me |
| 8810 | To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods; |
| 8811 | To tell them that this world did equal theirs |
| 8812 | Till they had stol'n our jewel. All's but ... |
| 8813 | Patience is sottish, and impatience does |
| 8814 | Become a dog that's mad. Then is it sin |
| 8815 | To rush into the secret house of death |
| 8816 | Ere death dare come to us? How do you, women? |
| 8817 | What, what! good cheer! Why, how now, Char... |
| 8818 | My noble girls! Ah, women, women, look, |
| 8819 | Our lamp is spent, it's out! Good sirs, ta... |
| 8820 | We'll bury him; and then, what's brave, wh... |
| 8821 | Let's do it after the high Roman fashion, |
| 8822 | And make death proud to take us. Come, away; |
| 8823 | This case of that huge spirit now is cold. |
| 8824 | Ah, women, women! Come; we have no friend |
| 8825 | But resolution and the briefest end. |
| 8826 | Exeunt; those above hearing... |
| 8827 | ACT_5|SC_1 |
| 8828 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 8829 | Alexandria. CAESAR'S camp |
| 8830 | Enter CAESAR, AGRIPPA, DOLABELLA, MAECEN... |
| 8831 | PROCULEIUS, and others, his Council ... |
| 8832 | CAESAR. Go to him, Dolabella, bid him yield; |
| 8833 | Being so frustrate, tell him he mocks |
| 8834 | The pauses that he makes. |
| 8835 | DOLABELLA. Caesar, I shall. ... |
| 8836 | Enter DERCETAS With the sword of ... |
| 8837 | CAESAR. Wherefore is that? And what art thou... |
| 8838 | Appear thus to us? |
| 8839 | DERCETAS. I am call'd Dercetas; |
| 8840 | Mark Antony I serv'd, who best was worthy |
| 8841 | Best to be serv'd. Whilst he stood up and ... |
| 8842 | He was my master, and I wore my life |
| 8843 | To spend upon his haters. If thou please |
| 8844 | To take me to thee, as I was to him |
| 8845 | I'll be to Caesar; if thou pleasest not, |
| 8846 | I yield thee up my life. |
| 8847 | CAESAR. What is't thou say'st? |
| 8848 | DERCETAS. I say, O Caesar, Antony is dead. |
| 8849 | CAESAR. The breaking of so great a thing sho... |
| 8850 | A greater crack. The round world |
| 8851 | Should have shook lions into civil streets, |
| 8852 | And citizens to their dens. The death of A... |
| 8853 | Is not a single doom; in the name lay |
| 8854 | A moiety of the world. |
| 8855 | DERCETAS. He is dead, Caesar, |
| 8856 | Not by a public minister of justice, |
| 8857 | Nor by a hired knife; but that self hand |
| 8858 | Which writ his honour in the acts it did |
| 8859 | Hath, with the courage which the heart did... |
| 8860 | Splitted the heart. This is his sword; |
| 8861 | I robb'd his wound of it; behold it stain'd |
| 8862 | With his most noble blood. |
| 8863 | CAESAR. Look you sad, friends? |
| 8864 | The gods rebuke me, but it is tidings |
| 8865 | To wash the eyes of kings. |
| 8866 | AGRIPPA. And strange it is |
| 8867 | That nature must compel us to lament |
| 8868 | Our most persisted deeds. |
| 8869 | MAECENAS. His taints and honours |
| 8870 | Wag'd equal with him. |
| 8871 | AGRIPPA. A rarer spirit never |
| 8872 | Did steer humanity. But you gods will give us |
| 8873 | Some faults to make us men. Caesar is touc... |
| 8874 | MAECENAS. When such a spacious mirror's set ... |
| 8875 | He needs must see himself. |
| 8876 | CAESAR. O Antony, |
| 8877 | I have follow'd thee to this! But we do lance |
| 8878 | Diseases in our bodies. I must perforce |
| 8879 | Have shown to thee such a declining day |
| 8880 | Or look on thine; we could not stall together |
| 8881 | In the whole world. But yet let me lament, |
| 8882 | With tears as sovereign as the blood of he... |
| 8883 | That thou, my brother, my competitor |
| 8884 | In top of all design, my mate in empire, |
| 8885 | Friend and companion in the front of war, |
| 8886 | The arm of mine own body, and the heart |
| 8887 | Where mine his thoughts did kindle- that o... |
| 8888 | Unreconciliable, should divide |
| 8889 | Our equalness to this. Hear me, good friends- |
| 8890 | Enter an EGYPTIAN |
| 8891 | But I will tell you at some meeter season. |
| 8892 | The business of this man looks out of him; |
| 8893 | We'll hear him what he says. Whence are you? |
| 8894 | EGYPTIAN. A poor Egyptian, yet the Queen, my... |
| 8895 | Confin'd in all she has, her monument, |
| 8896 | Of thy intents desires instruction, |
| 8897 | That she preparedly may frame herself |
| 8898 | To th' way she's forc'd to. |
| 8899 | CAESAR. Bid her have good heart. |
| 8900 | She soon shall know of us, by some of ours, |
| 8901 | How honourable and how kindly we |
| 8902 | Determine for her; for Caesar cannot learn |
| 8903 | To be ungentle. |
| 8904 | EGYPTIAN. So the gods preserve thee! ... |
| 8905 | CAESAR. Come hither, Proculeius. Go and say |
| 8906 | We purpose her no shame. Give her what com... |
| 8907 | The quality of her passion shall require, |
| 8908 | Lest, in her greatness, by some mortal stroke |
| 8909 | She do defeat us; for her life in Rome |
| 8910 | Would be eternal in our triumph. Go, |
| 8911 | And with your speediest bring us what she ... |
| 8912 | And how you find her. |
| 8913 | PROCULEIUS. Caesar, I shall. ... |
| 8914 | CAESAR. Gallus, go you along. ... |
| 8915 | Where's Dolabella, to second Proculeius? |
| 8916 | ALL. Dolabella! |
| 8917 | CAESAR. Let him alone, for I remember now |
| 8918 | How he's employ'd; he shall in time be ready. |
| 8919 | Go with me to my tent, where you shall see |
| 8920 | How hardly I was drawn into this war, |
| 8921 | How calm and gentle I proceeded still |
| 8922 | In all my writings. Go with me, and see |
| 8923 | What I can show in this. ... |
| 8924 | ACT_5|SC_2 |
| 8925 | SCENE II. |
| 8926 | Alexandria. The monument |
| 8927 | Enter CLEOPATRA, CHARMIAN, IRAS, and MAR... |
| 8928 | CLEOPATRA. My desolation does begin to make |
| 8929 | A better life. 'Tis paltry to be Caesar: |
| 8930 | Not being Fortune, he's but Fortune's knave, |
| 8931 | A minister of her will; and it is great |
| 8932 | To do that thing that ends all other deeds, |
| 8933 | Which shackles accidents and bolts up change, |
| 8934 | Which sleeps, and never palates more the dug, |
| 8935 | The beggar's nurse and Caesar's. |
| 8936 | Enter, to the gates of the monument, PR... |
| 8937 | and soldiers |
| 8938 | PROCULEIUS. Caesar sends greetings to the Qu... |
| 8939 | And bids thee study on what fair demands |
| 8940 | Thou mean'st to have him grant thee. |
| 8941 | CLEOPATRA. What's thy name? |
| 8942 | PROCULEIUS. My name is Proculeius. |
| 8943 | CLEOPATRA. Antony |
| 8944 | Did tell me of you, bade me trust you; but |
| 8945 | I do not greatly care to be deceiv'd, |
| 8946 | That have no use for trusting. If your master |
| 8947 | Would have a queen his beggar, you must te... |
| 8948 | That majesty, to keep decorum, must |
| 8949 | No less beg than a kingdom. If he please |
| 8950 | To give me conquer'd Egypt for my son, |
| 8951 | He gives me so much of mine own as I |
| 8952 | Will kneel to him with thanks. |
| 8953 | PROCULEIUS. Be of good cheer; |
| 8954 | Y'are fall'n into a princely hand; fear no... |
| 8955 | Make your full reference freely to my lord, |
| 8956 | Who is so full of grace that it flows over |
| 8957 | On all that need. Let me report to him |
| 8958 | Your sweet dependency, and you shall find |
| 8959 | A conqueror that will pray in aid for kind... |
| 8960 | Where he for grace is kneel'd to. |
| 8961 | CLEOPATRA. Pray you tell him |
| 8962 | I am his fortune's vassal and I send him |
| 8963 | The greatness he has got. I hourly learn |
| 8964 | A doctrine of obedience, and would gladly |
| 8965 | Look him i' th' face. |
| 8966 | PROCULEIUS. This I'll report, dear lady. |
| 8967 | Have comfort, for I know your plight is pi... |
| 8968 | Of him that caus'd it. |
| 8969 | GALLUS. You see how easily she may be surpri... |
| 8970 | Here PROCULEIUS and two of the guard asc... |
| 8971 | monument by a ladder placed against a w... |
| 8972 | and come behind CLEOPATRA. Some of the ... |
| 8973 | unbar and open the gates |
| 8974 | Guard her till Caesar come. ... |
| 8975 | IRAS. Royal Queen! |
| 8976 | CHARMIAN. O Cleopatra! thou art taken, Queen! |
| 8977 | CLEOPATRA. Quick, quick, good hands. ... |
| 8978 | PROCULEIUS. Hold, worthy lady, hold, ... |
| 8979 | Do not yourself such wrong, who are in this |
| 8980 | Reliev'd, but not betray'd. |
| 8981 | CLEOPATRA. What, of death too, |
| 8982 | That rids our dogs of languish? |
| 8983 | PROCULEIUS. Cleopatra, |
| 8984 | Do not abuse my master's bounty by |
| 8985 | Th' undoing of yourself. Let the world see |
| 8986 | His nobleness well acted, which your death |
| 8987 | Will never let come forth. |
| 8988 | CLEOPATRA. Where art thou, death? |
| 8989 | Come hither, come! Come, come, and take a ... |
| 8990 | Worth many babes and beggars! |
| 8991 | PROCULEIUS. O, temperance, lady! |
| 8992 | CLEOPATRA. Sir, I will eat no meat; I'll not... |
| 8993 | If idle talk will once be necessary, |
| 8994 | I'll not sleep neither. This mortal house ... |
| 8995 | Do Caesar what he can. Know, sir, that I |
| 8996 | Will not wait pinion'd at your master's co... |
| 8997 | Nor once be chastis'd with the sober eye |
| 8998 | Of dull Octavia. Shall they hoist me up, |
| 8999 | And show me to the shouting varletry |
| 9000 | Of censuring Rome? Rather a ditch in Egypt |
| 9001 | Be gentle grave unto me! Rather on Nilus' mud |
| 9002 | Lay me stark-nak'd, and let the water-flies |
| 9003 | Blow me into abhorring! Rather make |
| 9004 | My country's high pyramides my gibbet, |
| 9005 | And hang me up in chains! |
| 9006 | PROCULEIUS. You do extend |
| 9007 | These thoughts of horror further than you ... |
| 9008 | Find cause in Caesar. |
| 9009 | Enter DOLABELLA |
| 9010 | DOLABELLA. Proculeius, |
| 9011 | What thou hast done thy master Caesar knows, |
| 9012 | And he hath sent for thee. For the Queen, |
| 9013 | I'll take her to my guard. |
| 9014 | PROCULEIUS. So, Dolabella, |
| 9015 | It shall content me best. Be gentle to her. |
| 9016 | [To CLEOPATRA] To Caesar I will speak what... |
| 9017 | If you'll employ me to him. |
| 9018 | CLEOPATRA. Say I would die. |
| 9019 | Exeunt PROCU... |
| 9020 | DOLABELLA. Most noble Empress, you have hear... |
| 9021 | CLEOPATRA. I cannot tell. |
| 9022 | DOLABELLA. Assuredly you know me. |
| 9023 | CLEOPATRA. No matter, sir, what I have heard... |
| 9024 | You laugh when boys or women tell their dr... |
| 9025 | Is't not your trick? |
| 9026 | DOLABELLA. I understand not, madam. |
| 9027 | CLEOPATRA. I dreamt there was an Emperor Ant... |
| 9028 | O, such another sleep, that I might see |
| 9029 | But such another man! |
| 9030 | DOLABELLA. If it might please ye- |
| 9031 | CLEOPATRA. His face was as the heav'ns, and ... |
| 9032 | A sun and moon, which kept their course an... |
| 9033 | The little O, the earth. |
| 9034 | DOLABELLA. Most sovereign creature- |
| 9035 | CLEOPATRA. His legs bestrid the ocean; his r... |
| 9036 | Crested the world. His voice was propertied |
| 9037 | As all the tuned spheres, and that to frie... |
| 9038 | But when he meant to quail and shake the o... |
| 9039 | He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, |
| 9040 | There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas |
| 9041 | That grew the more by reaping. His delights |
| 9042 | Were dolphin-like: they show'd his back above |
| 9043 | The element they liv'd in. In his livery |
| 9044 | Walk'd crowns and crownets; realms and isl... |
| 9045 | As plates dropp'd from his pocket. |
| 9046 | DOLABELLA. Cleopatra- |
| 9047 | CLEOPATRA. Think you there was or might be s... |
| 9048 | As this I dreamt of? |
| 9049 | DOLABELLA. Gentle madam, no. |
| 9050 | CLEOPATRA. You lie, up to the hearing of the... |
| 9051 | But if there be nor ever were one such, |
| 9052 | It's past the size of drearning. Nature wa... |
| 9053 | To vie strange forms with fancy; yet t' im... |
| 9054 | An Antony were nature's piece 'gainst fancy, |
| 9055 | Condemning shadows quite. |
| 9056 | DOLABELLA. Hear me, good madam. |
| 9057 | Your loss is, as yourself, great; and you ... |
| 9058 | As answering to the weight. Would I might ... |
| 9059 | O'ertake pursu'd success, but I do feel, |
| 9060 | By the rebound of yours, a grief that smites |
| 9061 | My very heart at root. |
| 9062 | CLEOPATRA. I thank you, sir. |
| 9063 | Know you what Caesar means to do with me? |
| 9064 | DOLABELLA. I am loath to tell you what I wou... |
| 9065 | CLEOPATRA. Nay, pray you, sir. |
| 9066 | DOLABELLA. Though he be honourable- |
| 9067 | CLEOPATRA. He'll lead me, then, in triumph? |
| 9068 | DOLABELLA. Madam, he will. I know't. ... |
| 9069 | [Within: 'Make w... |
| 9070 | Enter CAESAR; GALLUS, PROCULEIUS, MAECE... |
| 9071 | and others of his train |
| 9072 | CAESAR. Which is the Queen of Egypt? |
| 9073 | DOLABELLA. It is the Emperor, madam. ... |
| 9074 | CAESAR. Arise, you shall not kneel. |
| 9075 | I pray you, rise; rise, Egypt. |
| 9076 | CLEOPATRA. Sir, the gods |
| 9077 | Will have it thus; my master and my lord |
| 9078 | I must obey. |
| 9079 | CAESAR. Take to you no hard thoughts. |
| 9080 | The record of what injuries you did us, |
| 9081 | Though written in our flesh, we shall reme... |
| 9082 | As things but done by chance. |
| 9083 | CLEOPATRA. Sole sir o' th' world, |
| 9084 | I cannot project mine own cause so well |
| 9085 | To make it clear, but do confess I have |
| 9086 | Been laden with like frailties which before |
| 9087 | Have often sham'd our sex. |
| 9088 | CAESAR. Cleopatra, know |
| 9089 | We will extenuate rather than enforce. |
| 9090 | If you apply yourself to our intents- |
| 9091 | Which towards you are most gentle- you sha... |
| 9092 | A benefit in this change; but if you seek |
| 9093 | To lay on me a cruelty by taking |
| 9094 | Antony's course, you shall bereave yourself |
| 9095 | Of my good purposes, and put your children |
| 9096 | To that destruction which I'll guard them ... |
| 9097 | If thereon you rely. I'll take my leave. |
| 9098 | CLEOPATRA. And may, through all the world. '... |
| 9099 | Your scutcheons and your signs of conquest... |
| 9100 | Hang in what place you please. Here, my go... |
| 9101 | CAESAR. You shall advise me in all for Cleop... |
| 9102 | CLEOPATRA. This is the brief of money, plate... |
| 9103 | I am possess'd of. 'Tis exactly valued, |
| 9104 | Not petty things admitted. Where's Seleucus? |
| 9105 | SELEUCUS. Here, madam. |
| 9106 | CLEOPATRA. This is my treasurer; let him spe... |
| 9107 | Upon his peril, that I have reserv'd |
| 9108 | To myself nothing. Speak the truth, Seleucus. |
| 9109 | SELEUCUS. Madam, |
| 9110 | I had rather seal my lips than to my peril |
| 9111 | Speak that which is not. |
| 9112 | CLEOPATRA. What have I kept back? |
| 9113 | SELEUCUS. Enough to purchase what you have m... |
| 9114 | CAESAR. Nay, blush not, Cleopatra; I approve |
| 9115 | Your wisdom in the deed. |
| 9116 | CLEOPATRA. See, Caesar! O, behold, |
| 9117 | How pomp is followed! Mine will now be yours; |
| 9118 | And, should we shift estates, yours would ... |
| 9119 | The ingratitude of this Seleucus does |
| 9120 | Even make me wild. O slave, of no more trust |
| 9121 | Than love that's hir'd! What, goest thou b... |
| 9122 | Go back, I warrant thee; but I'll catch th... |
| 9123 | Though they had wings. Slave, soulless vil... |
| 9124 | O rarely base! |
| 9125 | CAESAR. Good Queen, let us entreat you. |
| 9126 | CLEOPATRA. O Caesar, what a wounding shame i... |
| 9127 | That thou vouchsafing here to visit me, |
| 9128 | Doing the honour of thy lordliness |
| 9129 | To one so meek, that mine own servant should |
| 9130 | Parcel the sum of my disgraces by |
| 9131 | Addition of his envy! Say, good Caesar, |
| 9132 | That I some lady trifles have reserv'd, |
| 9133 | Immoment toys, things of such dignity |
| 9134 | As we greet modern friends withal; and say |
| 9135 | Some nobler token I have kept apart |
| 9136 | For Livia and Octavia, to induce |
| 9137 | Their mediation- must I be unfolded |
| 9138 | With one that I have bred? The gods! It sm... |
| 9139 | Beneath the fall I have. [To SELEUCUS] Pri... |
| 9140 | Or I shall show the cinders of my spirits |
| 9141 | Through th' ashes of my chance. Wert thou ... |
| 9142 | Thou wouldst have mercy on me. |
| 9143 | CAESAR. Forbear, Seleucus. ... |
| 9144 | CLEOPATRA. Be it known that we, the greatest... |
| 9145 | For things that others do; and when we fall |
| 9146 | We answer others' merits in our name, |
| 9147 | Are therefore to be pitied. |
| 9148 | CAESAR. Cleopatra, |
| 9149 | Not what you have reserv'd, nor what ackno... |
| 9150 | Put we i' th' roll of conquest. Still be't... |
| 9151 | Bestow it at your pleasure; and believe |
| 9152 | Caesar's no merchant, to make prize with you |
| 9153 | Of things that merchants sold. Therefore b... |
| 9154 | Make not your thoughts your prisons. No, d... |
| 9155 | For we intend so to dispose you as |
| 9156 | Yourself shall give us counsel. Feed and s... |
| 9157 | Our care and pity is so much upon you |
| 9158 | That we remain your friend; and so, adieu. |
| 9159 | CLEOPATRA. My master and my lord! |
| 9160 | CAESAR. Not so. Adieu. |
| 9161 | Flourish. Exeunt CA... |
| 9162 | CLEOPATRA. He words me, girls, he words me, ... |
| 9163 | Be noble to myself. But hark thee, Charmian! |
| 9164 | [... |
| 9165 | IRAS. Finish, good lady; the bright day is d... |
| 9166 | And we are for the dark. |
| 9167 | CLEOPATRA. Hie thee again. |
| 9168 | I have spoke already, and it is provided; |
| 9169 | Go put it to the haste. |
| 9170 | CHARMIAN. Madam, I will. |
| 9171 | Re-enter DOLABELLA |
| 9172 | DOLABELLA. Where's the Queen? |
| 9173 | CHARMIAN. Behold, sir. ... |
| 9174 | CLEOPATRA. Dolabella! |
| 9175 | DOLABELLA. Madam, as thereto sworn by your c... |
| 9176 | Which my love makes religion to obey, |
| 9177 | I tell you this: Caesar through Syria |
| 9178 | Intends his journey, and within three days |
| 9179 | You with your children will he send before. |
| 9180 | Make your best use of this; I have perform'd |
| 9181 | Your pleasure and my promise. |
| 9182 | CLEOPATRA. Dolabella, |
| 9183 | I shall remain your debtor. |
| 9184 | DOLABELLA. I your servant. |
| 9185 | Adieu, good Queen; I must attend on Caesar. |
| 9186 | CLEOPATRA. Farewell, and thanks. ... |
| 9187 | Now, Iras, what think'st thou? |
| 9188 | Thou an Egyptian puppet shall be shown |
| 9189 | In Rome as well as I. Mechanic slaves, |
| 9190 | With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers, shall |
| 9191 | Uplift us to the view; in their thick brea... |
| 9192 | Rank of gross diet, shall we be enclouded, |
| 9193 | And forc'd to drink their vapour. |
| 9194 | IRAS. The gods forbid! |
| 9195 | CLEOPATRA. Nay, 'tis most certain, Iras. Sau... |
| 9196 | Will catch at us like strumpets, and scald... |
| 9197 | Ballad us out o' tune; the quick comedians |
| 9198 | Extemporally will stage us, and present |
| 9199 | Our Alexandrian revels; Antony |
| 9200 | Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shal... |
| 9201 | Some squeaking Cleopatra boy my greatness |
| 9202 | I' th' posture of a whore. |
| 9203 | IRAS. O the good gods! |
| 9204 | CLEOPATRA. Nay, that's certain. |
| 9205 | IRAS. I'll never see't, for I am sure mine n... |
| 9206 | Are stronger than mine eyes. |
| 9207 | CLEOPATRA. Why, that's the way |
| 9208 | To fool their preparation and to conquer |
| 9209 | Their most absurd intents. |
| 9210 | Enter CHARMIAN |
| 9211 | Now, Charmian! |
| 9212 | Show me, my women, like a queen. Go fetch |
| 9213 | My best attires. I am again for Cydnus, |
| 9214 | To meet Mark Antony. Sirrah, Iras, go. |
| 9215 | Now, noble Charmian, we'll dispatch indeed; |
| 9216 | And when thou hast done this chare, I'll g... |
| 9217 | To play till doomsday. Bring our crown and... |
| 9218 | Exit IR... |
| 9219 | Wherefore's this noise? |
| 9220 | Enter a GUARDSMAN |
| 9221 | GUARDSMAN. Here is a rural fellow |
| 9222 | That will not be denied your Highness' pre... |
| 9223 | He brings you figs. |
| 9224 | CLEOPATRA. Let him come in. ... |
| 9225 | What poor an instrument |
| 9226 | May do a noble deed! He brings me liberty. |
| 9227 | My resolution's plac'd, and I have nothing |
| 9228 | Of woman in me. Now from head to foot |
| 9229 | I am marble-constant; now the fleeting moon |
| 9230 | No planet is of mine. |
| 9231 | Re-enter GUARDSMAN and CLOWN, with a... |
| 9232 | GUARDSMAN. This is the man. |
| 9233 | CLEOPATRA. Avoid, and leave him. ... |
| 9234 | Hast thou the pretty worm of Nilus there |
| 9235 | That kills and pains not? |
| 9236 | CLOWN. Truly, I have him. But I would not be... |
| 9237 | desire you to touch him, for his biting is... |
| 9238 | do die of it do seldom or never recover. |
| 9239 | CLEOPATRA. Remember'st thou any that have di... |
| 9240 | CLOWN. Very many, men and women too. I heard... |
| 9241 | longer than yesterday: a very honest woman... |
| 9242 | to lie, as a woman should not do but in th... |
| 9243 | she died of the biting of it, what pain sh... |
| 9244 | a very good report o' th' worm. But he tha... |
| 9245 | they say shall never be saved by half that... |
| 9246 | most falliable, the worm's an odd worm. |
| 9247 | CLEOPATRA. Get thee hence; farewell. |
| 9248 | CLOWN. I wish you all joy of the worm. |
| 9249 | [Set... |
| 9250 | CLEOPATRA. Farewell. |
| 9251 | CLOWN. You must think this, look you, that t... |
| 9252 | kind. |
| 9253 | CLEOPATRA. Ay, ay; farewell. |
| 9254 | CLOWN. Look you, the worm is not to be trust... |
| 9255 | of wise people; for indeed there is no goo... |
| 9256 | CLEOPATRA. Take thou no care; it shall be he... |
| 9257 | CLOWN. Very good. Give it nothing, I pray yo... |
| 9258 | the feeding. |
| 9259 | CLEOPATRA. Will it eat me? |
| 9260 | CLOWN. You must not think I am so simple but... |
| 9261 | himself will not eat a woman. I know that ... |
| 9262 | the gods, if the devil dress her not. But ... |
| 9263 | whoreson devils do the gods great harm in ... |
| 9264 | every ten that they make the devils mar five. |
| 9265 | CLEOPATRA. Well, get thee gone; farewell. |
| 9266 | CLOWN. Yes, forsooth. I wish you joy o' th' ... |
| 9267 | Re-enter IRAS, with a robe, crown... |
| 9268 | CLEOPATRA. Give me my robe, put on my crown;... |
| 9269 | Immortal longings in me. Now no more |
| 9270 | The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist thi... |
| 9271 | Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. Methinks I hear |
| 9272 | Antony call. I see him rouse himself |
| 9273 | To praise my noble act. I hear him mock |
| 9274 | The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men |
| 9275 | To excuse their after wrath. Husband, I come. |
| 9276 | Now to that name my courage prove my title! |
| 9277 | I am fire and air; my other elements |
| 9278 | I give to baser life. So, have you done? |
| 9279 | Come then, and take the last warmth of my ... |
| 9280 | Farewell, kind Charmian. Iras, long farewell. |
| 9281 | [Kisses them. IR... |
| 9282 | Have I the aspic in my lips? Dost fall? |
| 9283 | If thus thou and nature can so gently part, |
| 9284 | The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, |
| 9285 | Which hurts and is desir'd. Dost thou lie ... |
| 9286 | If thou vanishest, thou tell'st the world |
| 9287 | It is not worth leave-taking. |
| 9288 | CHARMIAN. Dissolve, thick cloud, and rain, t... |
| 9289 | The gods themselves do weep. |
| 9290 | CLEOPATRA. This proves me base. |
| 9291 | If she first meet the curled Antony, |
| 9292 | He'll make demand of her, and spend that kiss |
| 9293 | Which is my heaven to have. Come, thou mor... |
| 9294 | [To an asp, which she appl... |
| 9295 | With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate |
| 9296 | Of life at once untie. Poor venomous fool, |
| 9297 | Be angry and dispatch. O couldst thou speak, |
| 9298 | That I might hear thee call great Caesar ass |
| 9299 | Unpolicied! |
| 9300 | CHARMIAN. O Eastern star! |
| 9301 | CLEOPATRA. Peace, peace! |
| 9302 | Dost thou not see my baby at my breast |
| 9303 | That sucks the nurse asleep? |
| 9304 | CHARMIAN. O, break! O, break! |
| 9305 | CLEOPATRA. As sweet as balm, as soft as air,... |
| 9306 | O Antony! Nay, I will take thee too: |
| 9307 | [Applying anoth... |
| 9308 | What should I stay- ... |
| 9309 | CHARMIAN. In this vile world? So, fare thee ... |
| 9310 | Now boast thee, death, in thy possession lies |
| 9311 | A lass unparallel'd. Downy windows, close; |
| 9312 | And golden Phoebus never be beheld |
| 9313 | Of eyes again so royal! Your crown's awry; |
| 9314 | I'll mend it and then play- |
| 9315 | Enter the guard, rushing in |
| 9316 | FIRST GUARD. Where's the Queen? |
| 9317 | CHARMIAN. Speak softly, wake her not. |
| 9318 | FIRST GUARD. Caesar hath sent- |
| 9319 | CHARMIAN. Too slow a messenger. ... |
| 9320 | O, come apace, dispatch. I partly feel thee. |
| 9321 | FIRST GUARD. Approach, ho! All's not well: C... |
| 9322 | SECOND GUARD. There's Dolabella sent from Ca... |
| 9323 | FIRST GUARD. What work is here! Charmian, is... |
| 9324 | CHARMIAN. It is well done, and fitting for a... |
| 9325 | Descended of so many royal kings. |
| 9326 | Ah, soldier! ... |
| 9327 | Re-enter DOLABELLA |
| 9328 | DOLABELLA. How goes it here? |
| 9329 | SECOND GUARD. All dead. |
| 9330 | DOLABELLA. Caesar, thy thoughts |
| 9331 | Touch their effects in this. Thyself art c... |
| 9332 | To see perform'd the dreaded act which thou |
| 9333 | So sought'st to hinder. |
| 9334 | [Within: 'A way there, a... |
| 9335 | Re-enter CAESAR and all his train |
| 9336 | DOLABELLA. O sir, you are too sure an augurer: |
| 9337 | That you did fear is done. |
| 9338 | CAESAR. Bravest at the last, |
| 9339 | She levell'd at our purposes, and being ro... |
| 9340 | Took her own way. The manner of their deat... |
| 9341 | I do not see them bleed. |
| 9342 | DOLABELLA. Who was last with them? |
| 9343 | FIRST GUARD. A simple countryman that brough... |
| 9344 | This was his basket. |
| 9345 | CAESAR. Poison'd then. |
| 9346 | FIRST GUARD. O Caesar, |
| 9347 | This Charmian liv'd but now; she stood and... |
| 9348 | I found her trimming up the diadem |
| 9349 | On her dead mistress. Tremblingly she stood, |
| 9350 | And on the sudden dropp'd. |
| 9351 | CAESAR. O noble weakness! |
| 9352 | If they had swallow'd poison 'twould appear |
| 9353 | By external swelling; but she looks like s... |
| 9354 | As she would catch another Antony |
| 9355 | In her strong toil of grace. |
| 9356 | DOLABELLA. Here on her breast |
| 9357 | There is a vent of blood, and something bl... |
| 9358 | The like is on her arm. |
| 9359 | FIRST GUARD. This is an aspic's trail; and t... |
| 9360 | Have slime upon them, such as th' aspic le... |
| 9361 | Upon the caves of Nile. |
| 9362 | CAESAR. Most probable |
| 9363 | That so she died; for her physician tells me |
| 9364 | She hath pursu'd conclusions infinite |
| 9365 | Of easy ways to die. Take up her bed, |
| 9366 | And bear her women from the monument. |
| 9367 | She shall be buried by her Antony; |
| 9368 | No grave upon the earth shall clip in it |
| 9369 | A pair so famous. High events as these |
| 9370 | Strike those that make them; and their sto... |
| 9371 | No less in pity than his glory which |
| 9372 | Brought them to be lamented. Our army shall |
| 9373 | In solemn show attend this funeral, |
| 9374 | And then to Rome. Come, Dolabella, see |
| 9375 | High order in this great solemnity. ... |
| 9376 | THE END |
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| 9385 | 1601 |
| 9386 | AS YOU LIKE IT |
| 9387 | by William Shakespeare |
| 9388 | DRAMATIS PERSONAE. |
| 9389 | DUKE, living in exile |
| 9390 | FREDERICK, his brother, and usurper of his d... |
| 9391 | AMIENS, lord attending on the banished Duke |
| 9392 | JAQUES, " " " " " " |
| 9393 | LE BEAU, a courtier attending upon Frederick |
| 9394 | CHARLES, wrestler to Frederick |
| 9395 | OLIVER, son of Sir Rowland de Boys |
| 9396 | JAQUES, " " " " " " |
| 9397 | ORLANDO, " " " " " " |
| 9398 | ADAM, servant to Oliver |
| 9399 | DENNIS, " " " |
| 9400 | TOUCHSTONE, the court jester |
| 9401 | SIR OLIVER MARTEXT, a vicar |
| 9402 | CORIN, shepherd |
| 9403 | SILVIUS, " |
| 9404 | WILLIAM, a country fellow, in love with Audrey |
| 9405 | A person representing HYMEN |
| 9406 | ROSALIND, daughter to the banished Duke |
| 9407 | CELIA, daughter to Frederick |
| 9408 | PHEBE, a shepherdes |
| 9409 | AUDREY, a country wench |
| 9410 | Lords, Pages, Foresters, and Attendants |
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| 9419 | SCENE: |
| 9420 | OLIVER'S house; FREDERICK'S court; and the For... |
| 9421 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 9422 | Orchard of OLIVER'S house |
| 9423 | Enter ORLANDO and ADAM |
| 9424 | ORLANDO. As I remember, Adam, it was upon th... |
| 9425 | me by will but poor a thousand crowns, and... |
| 9426 | charged my brother, on his blessing, to br... |
| 9427 | begins my sadness. My brother Jaques he ke... |
| 9428 | report speaks goldenly of his profit. For ... |
| 9429 | rustically at home, or, to speak more prop... |
| 9430 | home unkept; for call you that keeping for... |
| 9431 | birth that differs not from the stalling o... |
| 9432 | bred better; for, besides that they are fa... |
| 9433 | they are taught their manage, and to that ... |
| 9434 | hir'd; but I, his brother, gain nothing un... |
| 9435 | the which his animals on his dunghills are... |
| 9436 | as I. Besides this nothing that he so plen... |
| 9437 | something that nature gave me his countena... |
| 9438 | me. He lets me feed with his hinds, bars m... |
| 9439 | brother, and as much as in him lies, mines... |
| 9440 | education. This is it, Adam, that grieves ... |
| 9441 | my father, which I think is within me, beg... |
| 9442 | this servitude. I will no longer endure it... |
| 9443 | wise remedy how to avoid it. |
| 9444 | Enter OLIVER |
| 9445 | ADAM. Yonder comes my master, your brother. |
| 9446 | ORLANDO. Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear... |
| 9447 | up. ... |
| 9448 | OLIVER. Now, sir! what make you here? |
| 9449 | ORLANDO. Nothing; I am not taught to make an... |
| 9450 | OLIVER. What mar you then, sir? |
| 9451 | ORLANDO. Marry, sir, I am helping you to mar... |
| 9452 | poor unworthy brother of yours, with idlen... |
| 9453 | OLIVER. Marry, sir, be better employed, and ... |
| 9454 | ORLANDO. Shall I keep your hogs, and eat hus... |
| 9455 | prodigal portion have I spent that I shoul... |
| 9456 | OLIVER. Know you where you are, sir? |
| 9457 | ORLANDO. O, sir, very well; here in your orc... |
| 9458 | OLIVER. Know you before whom, sir? |
| 9459 | ORLANDO. Ay, better than him I am before kno... |
| 9460 | my eldest brother; and in the gentle condi... |
| 9461 | should so know me. The courtesy of nations... |
| 9462 | in that you are the first-born; but the sa... |
| 9463 | away my blood, were there twenty brothers ... |
| 9464 | much of my father in me as you, albeit I c... |
| 9465 | before me is nearer to his reverence. |
| 9466 | OLIVER. What, boy! ... |
| 9467 | ORLANDO. Come, come, elder brother, you are ... |
| 9468 | OLIVER. Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain? |
| 9469 | ORLANDO. I am no villain; I am the youngest ... |
| 9470 | Boys. He was my father; and he is thrice a... |
| 9471 | a father begot villains. Wert thou not my ... |
| 9472 | take this hand from thy throat till this o... |
| 9473 | tongue for saying so. Thou has rail'd on t... |
| 9474 | ADAM. [Coming forward] Sweet masters, be pat... |
| 9475 | remembrance, be at accord. |
| 9476 | OLIVER. Let me go, I say. |
| 9477 | ORLANDO. I will not, till I please; you shal... |
| 9478 | charg'd you in his will to give me good ed... |
| 9479 | train'd me like a peasant, obscuring and h... |
| 9480 | gentleman-like qualities. The spirit of my... |
| 9481 | me, and I will no longer endure it; theref... |
| 9482 | exercises as may become a gentleman, or gi... |
| 9483 | allottery my father left me by testament; ... |
| 9484 | my fortunes. |
| 9485 | OLIVER. And what wilt thou do? Beg, when tha... |
| 9486 | get you in. I will not long be troubled wi... |
| 9487 | some part of your will. I pray you leave me. |
| 9488 | ORLANDO. I no further offend you than become... |
| 9489 | OLIVER. Get you with him, you old dog. |
| 9490 | ADAM. Is 'old dog' my reward? Most true, I h... |
| 9491 | your service. God be with my old master! H... |
| 9492 | such a word. |
| 9493 | Exeun... |
| 9494 | OLIVER. Is it even so? Begin you to grow upo... |
| 9495 | your rankness, and yet give no thousand cr... |
| 9496 | Dennis! |
| 9497 | Enter DENNIS |
| 9498 | DENNIS. Calls your worship? |
| 9499 | OLIVER. not Charles, the Duke's wrestler, he... |
| 9500 | DENNIS. So please you, he is here at the doo... |
| 9501 | to you. |
| 9502 | OLIVER. Call him in. [Exit DENNIS] 'Twill be... |
| 9503 | to-morrow the wrestling is. |
| 9504 | Enter CHARLES |
| 9505 | CHARLES. Good morrow to your worship. |
| 9506 | OLIVER. Good Monsieur Charles! What's the ne... |
| 9507 | court? |
| 9508 | CHARLES. There's no news at the court, sir, ... |
| 9509 | is, the old Duke is banished by his younge... |
| 9510 | and three or four loving lords have put th... |
| 9511 | exile with him, whose lands and revenues e... |
| 9512 | therefore he gives them good leave to wander. |
| 9513 | OLIVER. Can you tell if Rosalind, the Duke's... |
| 9514 | with her father? |
| 9515 | CHARLES. O, no; for the Duke's daughter, her... |
| 9516 | being ever from their cradles bred togethe... |
| 9517 | followed her exile, or have died to stay b... |
| 9518 | the court, and no less beloved of her uncl... |
| 9519 | daughter; and never two ladies loved as th... |
| 9520 | OLIVER. Where will the old Duke live? |
| 9521 | CHARLES. They say he is already in the Fores... |
| 9522 | merry men with him; and there they live li... |
| 9523 | of England. They say many young gentlemen ... |
| 9524 | and fleet the time carelessly, as they did... |
| 9525 | OLIVER. What, you wrestle to-morrow before t... |
| 9526 | CHARLES. Marry, do I, sir; and I came to acq... |
| 9527 | matter. I am given, sir, secretly to under... |
| 9528 | brother, Orlando, hath a disposition to co... |
| 9529 | me to try a fall. To-morrow, sir, I wrestl... |
| 9530 | that escapes me without some broken limb s... |
| 9531 | Your brother is but young and tender; and,... |
| 9532 | be loath to foil him, as I must, for my ow... |
| 9533 | in; therefore, out of my love to you, I ca... |
| 9534 | you withal, that either you might stay him... |
| 9535 | or brook such disgrace well as he shall ru... |
| 9536 | thing of his own search and altogether aga... |
| 9537 | OLIVER. Charles, I thank thee for thy love t... |
| 9538 | find I will most kindly requite. I had mys... |
| 9539 | brother's purpose herein, and have by unde... |
| 9540 | dissuade him from it; but he is resolute. ... |
| 9541 | Charles, it is the stubbornest young fello... |
| 9542 | ambition, an envious emulator of every man... |
| 9543 | and villainous contriver against me his na... |
| 9544 | Therefore use thy discretion: I had as lie... |
| 9545 | neck as his finger. And thou wert best loo... |
| 9546 | dost him any slight disgrace, or if he do ... |
| 9547 | himself on thee, he will practise against ... |
| 9548 | thee by some treacherous device, and never... |
| 9549 | hath ta'en thy life by some indirect means... |
| 9550 | assure thee, and almost with tears I speak... |
| 9551 | so young and so villainous this day living... |
| 9552 | of him; but should I anatomize him to thee... |
| 9553 | and weep, and thou must look pale and wonder. |
| 9554 | CHARLES. I am heartily glad I came hither to... |
| 9555 | to-morrow I'll give him his payment. If ev... |
| 9556 | I'll never wrestle for prize more. And so,... |
| 9557 | Exit |
| 9558 | OLIVER. Farewell, good Charles. Now will I s... |
| 9559 | hope I shall see an end of him; for my sou... |
| 9560 | hates nothing more than he. Yet he's gentl... |
| 9561 | yet learned; full of noble device; of all ... |
| 9562 | beloved; and, indeed, so much in the heart... |
| 9563 | especially of my own people, who best know... |
| 9564 | altogether misprised. But it shall not be ... |
| 9565 | shall clear all. Nothing remains but that ... |
| 9566 | thither, which now I'll go about. ... |
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| 9575 | SCENE II. |
| 9576 | A lawn before the DUKE'S palace |
| 9577 | Enter ROSALIND and CELIA |
| 9578 | CELIA. I pray thee, Rosalind, sweet my coz, ... |
| 9579 | ROSALIND. Dear Celia, I show more mirth than... |
| 9580 | would you yet I were merrier? Unless you c... |
| 9581 | a banished father, you must not learn me h... |
| 9582 | extraordinary pleasure. |
| 9583 | CELIA. Herein I see thou lov'st me not with ... |
| 9584 | love thee. If my uncle, thy banished fathe... |
| 9585 | uncle, the Duke my father, so thou hadst b... |
| 9586 | could have taught my love to take thy fath... |
| 9587 | thou, if the truth of thy love to me were ... |
| 9588 | as mine is to thee. |
| 9589 | ROSALIND. Well, I will forget the condition ... |
| 9590 | rejoice in yours. |
| 9591 | CELIA. You know my father hath no child but ... |
| 9592 | have; and, truly, when he dies thou shalt ... |
| 9593 | he hath taken away from thy father perforc... |
| 9594 | again in affection. By mine honour, I will... |
| 9595 | oath, let me turn monster; therefore, my s... |
| 9596 | Rose, be merry. |
| 9597 | ROSALIND. From henceforth I will, coz, and d... |
| 9598 | Let me see; what think you of falling in l... |
| 9599 | CELIA. Marry, I prithee, do, to make sport w... |
| 9600 | in good earnest, nor no further in sport n... |
| 9601 | of a pure blush thou mayst in honour come ... |
| 9602 | ROSALIND. What shall be our sport, then? |
| 9603 | CELIA. Let us sit and mock the good housewif... |
| 9604 | wheel, that her gifts may henceforth be be... |
| 9605 | ROSALIND. I would we could do so; for her be... |
| 9606 | misplaced; and the bountiful blind woman d... |
| 9607 | gifts to women. |
| 9608 | CELIA. 'Tis true; for those that she makes f... |
| 9609 | honest; and those that she makes honest sh... |
| 9610 | ill-favouredly. |
| 9611 | ROSALIND. Nay; now thou goest from Fortune's... |
| 9612 | Fortune reigns in gifts of the world, not ... |
| 9613 | Nature. |
| 9614 | Enter TOUCHSTONE |
| 9615 | CELIA. No; when Nature hath made a fair crea... |
| 9616 | Fortune fall into the fire? Though Nature ... |
| 9617 | flout at Fortune, hath not Fortune sent in... |
| 9618 | the argument? |
| 9619 | ROSALIND. Indeed, there is Fortune too hard ... |
| 9620 | Fortune makes Nature's natural the cutter-... |
| 9621 | CELIA. Peradventure this is not Fortune's wo... |
| 9622 | Nature's, who perceiveth our natural wits ... |
| 9623 | such goddesses, and hath sent this natural... |
| 9624 | always the dullness of the fool is the whe... |
| 9625 | now, wit! Whither wander you? |
| 9626 | TOUCHSTONE. Mistress, you must come away to ... |
| 9627 | CELIA. Were you made the messenger? |
| 9628 | TOUCHSTONE. No, by mine honour; but I was bi... |
| 9629 | ROSALIND. Where learned you that oath, fool? |
| 9630 | TOUCHSTONE. Of a certain knight that swore b... |
| 9631 | good pancakes, and swore by his honour the... |
| 9632 | Now I'll stand to it, the pancakes were na... |
| 9633 | was good, and yet was not the knight forsw... |
| 9634 | CELIA. How prove you that, in the great heap... |
| 9635 | ROSALIND. Ay, marry, now unmuzzle your wisdom. |
| 9636 | TOUCHSTONE. Stand you both forth now: stroke... |
| 9637 | by your beards that I am a knave. |
| 9638 | CELIA. By our beards, if we had them, thou art. |
| 9639 | TOUCHSTONE. By my knavery, if I had it, then... |
| 9640 | swear by that that not, you are not forswo... |
| 9641 | knight, swearing by his honour, for he nev... |
| 9642 | had, he had sworn it away before ever he s... |
| 9643 | that mustard. |
| 9644 | CELIA. Prithee, who is't that thou mean'st? |
| 9645 | TOUCHSTONE. One that old Frederick, your fat... |
| 9646 | CELIA. My father's love is enough to honour ... |
| 9647 | more of him; you'll be whipt for taxation ... |
| 9648 | TOUCHSTONE. The more pity that fools may not... |
| 9649 | men do foolishly. |
| 9650 | CELIA. By my troth, thou sayest true; for si... |
| 9651 | fools have was silenced, the little fooler... |
| 9652 | makes a great show. Here comes Monsieur Le... |
| 9653 | Enter LE BEAU |
| 9654 | ROSALIND. With his mouth full of news. |
| 9655 | CELIA. Which he will put on us as pigeons fe... |
| 9656 | ROSALIND. Then shall we be news-cramm'd. |
| 9657 | CELIA. All the better; we shall be the more ... |
| 9658 | Monsieur Le Beau. What's the news? |
| 9659 | LE BEAU. Fair Princess, you have lost much g... |
| 9660 | CELIA. Sport! of what colour? |
| 9661 | LE BEAU. What colour, madam? How shall I ans... |
| 9662 | ROSALIND. As wit and fortune will. |
| 9663 | TOUCHSTONE. Or as the Destinies decrees. |
| 9664 | CELIA. Well said; that was laid on with a tr... |
| 9665 | TOUCHSTONE. Nay, if I keep not my rank- |
| 9666 | ROSALIND. Thou losest thy old smell. |
| 9667 | LE BEAU. You amaze me, ladies. I would have ... |
| 9668 | wrestling, which you have lost the sight of. |
| 9669 | ROSALIND. Yet tell us the manner of the wres... |
| 9670 | LE BEAU. I will tell you the beginning, and,... |
| 9671 | ladyships, you may see the end; for the be... |
| 9672 | here, where you are, they are coming to pe... |
| 9673 | CELIA. Well, the beginning, that is dead and... |
| 9674 | LE BEAU. There comes an old man and his thre... |
| 9675 | CELIA. I could match this beginning with an ... |
| 9676 | LE BEAU. Three proper young men, of excellen... |
| 9677 | ROSALIND. With bills on their necks: 'Be it ... |
| 9678 | these presents'- |
| 9679 | LE BEAU. The eldest of the three wrestled wi... |
| 9680 | wrestler; which Charles in a moment threw ... |
| 9681 | his ribs, that there is little hope of lif... |
| 9682 | the second, and so the third. Yonder they ... |
| 9683 | their father, making such pitiful dole ove... |
| 9684 | beholders take his part with weeping. |
| 9685 | ROSALIND. Alas! |
| 9686 | TOUCHSTONE. But what is the sport, monsieur,... |
| 9687 | lost? |
| 9688 | LE BEAU. Why, this that I speak of. |
| 9689 | TOUCHSTONE. Thus men may grow wiser every da... |
| 9690 | that ever I heard breaking of ribs was spo... |
| 9691 | CELIA. Or I, I promise thee. |
| 9692 | ROSALIND. But is there any else longs to see... |
| 9693 | his sides? Is there yet another dotes upon... |
| 9694 | see this wrestling, cousin? |
| 9695 | LE BEAU. You must, if you stay here; for her... |
| 9696 | appointed for the wrestling, and they are ... |
| 9697 | CELIA. Yonder, sure, they are coming. Let us... |
| 9698 | Flourish. Enter DUKE FREDERICK, LOR... |
| 9699 | CHARLES, and ATTENDANTS |
| 9700 | FREDERICK. Come on; since the youth will not... |
| 9701 | peril on his forwardness. |
| 9702 | ROSALIND. Is yonder the man? |
| 9703 | LE BEAU. Even he, madam. |
| 9704 | CELIA. Alas, he is too young; yet he looks s... |
| 9705 | FREDERICK. How now, daughter and cousin! Are... |
| 9706 | see the wrestling? |
| 9707 | ROSALIND. Ay, my liege; so please you give u... |
| 9708 | FREDERICK. You will take little delight in i... |
| 9709 | there is such odds in the man. In pity of ... |
| 9710 | I would fain dissuade him, but he will not... |
| 9711 | him, ladies; see if you can move him. |
| 9712 | CELIA. Call him hither, good Monsieur Le Beau. |
| 9713 | FREDERICK. Do so; I'll not be by. |
| 9714 | [DUKE FRE... |
| 9715 | LE BEAU. Monsieur the Challenger, the Prince... |
| 9716 | ORLANDO. I attend them with all respect and ... |
| 9717 | ROSALIND. Young man, have you challeng'd Cha... |
| 9718 | ORLANDO. No, fair Princess; he is the genera... |
| 9719 | but in, as others do, to try with him the ... |
| 9720 | CELIA. Young gentleman, your spirits are too... |
| 9721 | You have seen cruel proof of this man's st... |
| 9722 | yourself with your eyes, or knew yourself ... |
| 9723 | fear of your adventure would counsel you t... |
| 9724 | enterprise. We pray you, for your own sake... |
| 9725 | safety and give over this attempt. |
| 9726 | ROSALIND. Do, young sir; your reputation sha... |
| 9727 | misprised: we will make it our suit to the... |
| 9728 | wrestling might not go forward. |
| 9729 | ORLANDO. I beseech you, punish me not with y... |
| 9730 | wherein I confess me much guilty to deny s... |
| 9731 | ladies any thing. But let your fair eyes a... |
| 9732 | with me to my trial; wherein if I be foil'... |
| 9733 | sham'd that was never gracious; if kill'd,... |
| 9734 | willing to be so. I shall do my friends no... |
| 9735 | to lament me; the world no injury, for in ... |
| 9736 | in the world I fill up a place, which may ... |
| 9737 | I have made it empty. |
| 9738 | ROSALIND. The little strength that I have, I... |
| 9739 | you. |
| 9740 | CELIA. And mine to eke out hers. |
| 9741 | ROSALIND. Fare you well. Pray heaven I be de... |
| 9742 | CELIA. Your heart's desires be with you! |
| 9743 | CHARLES. Come, where is this young gallant t... |
| 9744 | lie with his mother earth? |
| 9745 | ORLANDO. Ready, sir; but his will hath in it... |
| 9746 | FREDERICK. You shall try but one fall. |
| 9747 | CHARLES. No, I warrant your Grace, you shall... |
| 9748 | second, that have so mightily persuaded hi... |
| 9749 | ORLANDO. You mean to mock me after; you shou... |
| 9750 | before; but come your ways. |
| 9751 | ROSALIND. Now, Hercules be thy speed, young ... |
| 9752 | CELIA. I would I were invisible, to catch th... |
| 9753 | leg. ... |
| 9754 | ROSALIND. O excellent young man! |
| 9755 | CELIA. If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I... |
| 9756 | down. |
| 9757 | [CHARLES... |
| 9758 | FREDERICK. No more, no more. |
| 9759 | ORLANDO. Yes, I beseech your Grace; I am not... |
| 9760 | FREDERICK. How dost thou, Charles? |
| 9761 | LE BEAU. He cannot speak, my lord. |
| 9762 | FREDERICK. Bear him away. What is thy name, ... |
| 9763 | ORLANDO. Orlando, my liege; the youngest son... |
| 9764 | Boys. |
| 9765 | FREDERICK. I would thou hadst been son to so... |
| 9766 | The world esteem'd thy father honourable, |
| 9767 | But I did find him still mine enemy. |
| 9768 | Thou shouldst have better pleas'd me with ... |
| 9769 | Hadst thou descended from another house. |
| 9770 | But fare thee well; thou art a gallant youth; |
| 9771 | I would thou hadst told me of another father. |
| 9772 | Exeunt DUKE, ... |
| 9773 | CELIA. Were I my father, coz, would I do this? |
| 9774 | ORLANDO. I am more proud to be Sir Rowland's... |
| 9775 | His youngest son- and would not change tha... |
| 9776 | To be adopted heir to Frederick. |
| 9777 | ROSALIND. My father lov'd Sir Rowland as his... |
| 9778 | And all the world was of my father's mind; |
| 9779 | Had I before known this young man his son, |
| 9780 | I should have given him tears unto entreaties |
| 9781 | Ere he should thus have ventur'd. |
| 9782 | CELIA. Gentle cousin, |
| 9783 | Let us go thank him, and encourage him; |
| 9784 | My father's rough and envious disposition |
| 9785 | Sticks me at heart. Sir, you have well des... |
| 9786 | If you do keep your promises in love |
| 9787 | But justly as you have exceeded all promise, |
| 9788 | Your mistress shall be happy. |
| 9789 | ROSALIND. Gentleman, [Giving him a ch... |
| 9790 | Wear this for me; one out of suits with fo... |
| 9791 | That could give more, but that her hand la... |
| 9792 | Shall we go, coz? |
| 9793 | CELIA. Ay. Fare you well, fair gentleman. |
| 9794 | ORLANDO. Can I not say 'I thank you'? My bet... |
| 9795 | Are all thrown down; and that which here s... |
| 9796 | Is but a quintain, a mere lifeless block. |
| 9797 | ROSALIND. He calls us back. My pride fell wi... |
| 9798 | I'll ask him what he would. Did you call, ... |
| 9799 | Sir, you have wrestled well, and overthrown |
| 9800 | More than your enemies. |
| 9801 | CELIA. Will you go, coz? |
| 9802 | ROSALIND. Have with you. Fare you well. |
| 9803 | Exeunt ... |
| 9804 | ORLANDO. What passion hangs these weights up... |
| 9805 | I cannot speak to her, yet she urg'd confe... |
| 9806 | O poor Orlando, thou art overthrown! |
| 9807 | Or Charles or something weaker masters thee. |
| 9808 | Re-enter LE BEAU |
| 9809 | LE BEAU. Good sir, I do in friendship counse... |
| 9810 | To leave this place. Albeit you have deserv'd |
| 9811 | High commendation, true applause, and love, |
| 9812 | Yet such is now the Duke's condition |
| 9813 | That he misconstrues all that you have done. |
| 9814 | The Duke is humorous; what he is, indeed, |
| 9815 | More suits you to conceive than I to speak... |
| 9816 | ORLANDO. I thank you, sir; and pray you tell... |
| 9817 | Which of the two was daughter of the Duke |
| 9818 | That here was at the wrestling? |
| 9819 | LE BEAU. Neither his daughter, if we judge b... |
| 9820 | But yet, indeed, the smaller is his daughter; |
| 9821 | The other is daughter to the banish'd Duke, |
| 9822 | And here detain'd by her usurping uncle, |
| 9823 | To keep his daughter company; whose loves |
| 9824 | Are dearer than the natural bond of sisters. |
| 9825 | But I can tell you that of late this Duke |
| 9826 | Hath ta'en displeasure 'gainst his gentle ... |
| 9827 | Grounded upon no other argument |
| 9828 | But that the people praise her for her vir... |
| 9829 | And pity her for her good father's sake; |
| 9830 | And, on my life, his malice 'gainst the lady |
| 9831 | Will suddenly break forth. Sir, fare you w... |
| 9832 | Hereafter, in a better world than this, |
| 9833 | I shall desire more love and knowledge of ... |
| 9834 | ORLANDO. I rest much bounden to you; fare yo... |
| 9835 | ... |
| 9836 | Thus must I from the smoke into the smother; |
| 9837 | From tyrant Duke unto a tyrant brother. |
| 9838 | But heavenly Rosalind! ... |
| 9839 | SCENE III. |
| 9840 | The DUKE's palace |
| 9841 | Enter CELIA and ROSALIND |
| 9842 | CELIA. Why, cousin! why, Rosalind! Cupid hav... |
| 9843 | Not a word? |
| 9844 | ROSALIND. Not one to throw at a dog. |
| 9845 | CELIA. No, thy words are too precious to be ... |
| 9846 | throw some of them at me; come, lame me wi... |
| 9847 | ROSALIND. Then there were two cousins laid u... |
| 9848 | be lam'd with reasons and the other mad wi... |
| 9849 | CELIA. But is all this for your father? |
| 9850 | ROSALIND. No, some of it is for my child's f... |
| 9851 | briers is this working-day world! |
| 9852 | CELIA. They are but burs, cousin, thrown upo... |
| 9853 | foolery; if we walk not in the trodden pat... |
| 9854 | will catch them. |
| 9855 | ROSALIND. I could shake them off my coat: th... |
| 9856 | heart. |
| 9857 | CELIA. Hem them away. |
| 9858 | ROSALIND. I would try, if I could cry 'hem' ... |
| 9859 | CELIA. Come, come, wrestle with thy affections. |
| 9860 | ROSALIND. O, they take the part of a better ... |
| 9861 | CELIA. O, a good wish upon you! You will try... |
| 9862 | a fall. But, turning these jests out of se... |
| 9863 | good earnest. Is it possible, on such a su... |
| 9864 | into so strong a liking with old Sir Rowla... |
| 9865 | ROSALIND. The Duke my father lov'd his fathe... |
| 9866 | CELIA. Doth it therefore ensue that you shou... |
| 9867 | By this kind of chase I should hate him, f... |
| 9868 | father dearly; yet I hate not Orlando. |
| 9869 | ROSALIND. No, faith, hate him not, for my sake. |
| 9870 | CELIA. Why should I not? Doth he not deserve... |
| 9871 | Enter DUKE FREDERICK, with... |
| 9872 | ROSALIND. Let me love him for that; and do y... |
| 9873 | do. Look, here comes the Duke. |
| 9874 | CELIA. With his eyes full of anger. |
| 9875 | FREDERICK. Mistress, dispatch you with your ... |
| 9876 | And get you from our court. |
| 9877 | ROSALIND. Me, uncle? |
| 9878 | FREDERICK. You, cousin. |
| 9879 | Within these ten days if that thou beest f... |
| 9880 | So near our public court as twenty miles, |
| 9881 | Thou diest for it. |
| 9882 | ROSALIND. I do beseech your Grace, |
| 9883 | Let me the knowledge of my fault bear with... |
| 9884 | If with myself I hold intelligence, |
| 9885 | Or have acquaintance with mine own desires; |
| 9886 | If that I do not dream, or be not frantic- |
| 9887 | As I do trust I am not- then, dear uncle, |
| 9888 | Never so much as in a thought unborn |
| 9889 | Did I offend your Highness. |
| 9890 | FREDERICK. Thus do all traitors; |
| 9891 | If their purgation did consist in words, |
| 9892 | They are as innocent as grace itself. |
| 9893 | Let it suffice thee that I trust thee not. |
| 9894 | ROSALIND. Yet your mistrust cannot make me a... |
| 9895 | Tell me whereon the likelihood depends. |
| 9896 | FREDERICK. Thou art thy father's daughter; t... |
| 9897 | ROSALIND. SO was I when your Highness took h... |
| 9898 | So was I when your Highness banish'd him. |
| 9899 | Treason is not inherited, my lord; |
| 9900 | Or, if we did derive it from our friends, |
| 9901 | What's that to me? My father was no traitor. |
| 9902 | Then, good my liege, mistake me not so much |
| 9903 | To think my poverty is treacherous. |
| 9904 | CELIA. Dear sovereign, hear me speak. |
| 9905 | FREDERICK. Ay, Celia; we stay'd her for your... |
| 9906 | Else had she with her father rang'd along. |
| 9907 | CELIA. I did not then entreat to have her stay; |
| 9908 | It was your pleasure, and your own remorse; |
| 9909 | I was too young that time to value her, |
| 9910 | But now I know her. If she be a traitor, |
| 9911 | Why so am I: we still have slept together, |
| 9912 | Rose at an instant, learn'd, play'd, eat t... |
| 9913 | And wheresoe'er we went, like Juno's swans, |
| 9914 | Still we went coupled and inseparable. |
| 9915 | FREDERICK. She is too subtle for thee; and h... |
| 9916 | Her very silence and her patience, |
| 9917 | Speak to the people, and they pity her. |
| 9918 | Thou art a fool. She robs thee of thy name; |
| 9919 | And thou wilt show more bright and seem mo... |
| 9920 | When she is gone. Then open not thy lips. |
| 9921 | Firm and irrevocable is my doom |
| 9922 | Which I have pass'd upon her; she is banis... |
| 9923 | CELIA. Pronounce that sentence, then, on me,... |
| 9924 | I cannot live out of her company. |
| 9925 | FREDERICK. You are a fool. You, niece, provi... |
| 9926 | If you outstay the time, upon mine honour, |
| 9927 | And in the greatness of my word, you die. |
| 9928 | Exe... |
| 9929 | CELIA. O my poor Rosalind! Whither wilt thou... |
| 9930 | Wilt thou change fathers? I will give thee... |
| 9931 | I charge thee be not thou more griev'd tha... |
| 9932 | ROSALIND. I have more cause. |
| 9933 | CELIA. Thou hast not, cousin. |
| 9934 | Prithee be cheerful. Know'st thou not the ... |
| 9935 | Hath banish'd me, his daughter? |
| 9936 | ROSALIND. That he hath not. |
| 9937 | CELIA. No, hath not? Rosalind lacks, then, t... |
| 9938 | Which teacheth thee that thou and I am one. |
| 9939 | Shall we be sund'red? Shall we part, sweet... |
| 9940 | No; let my father seek another heir. |
| 9941 | Therefore devise with me how we may fly, |
| 9942 | Whither to go, and what to bear with us; |
| 9943 | And do not seek to take your charge upon you, |
| 9944 | To bear your griefs yourself, and leave me... |
| 9945 | For, by this heaven, now at our sorrows pale, |
| 9946 | Say what thou canst, I'll go along with thee. |
| 9947 | ROSALIND. Why, whither shall we go? |
| 9948 | CELIA. To seek my uncle in the Forest of Arden. |
| 9949 | ROSALIND. Alas, what danger will it be to us, |
| 9950 | Maids as we are, to travel forth so far! |
| 9951 | Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold. |
| 9952 | CELIA. I'll put myself in poor and mean attire, |
| 9953 | And with a kind of umber smirch my face; |
| 9954 | The like do you; so shall we pass along, |
| 9955 | And never stir assailants. |
| 9956 | ROSALIND. Were it not better, |
| 9957 | Because that I am more than common tall, |
| 9958 | That I did suit me all points like a man? |
| 9959 | A gallant curtle-axe upon my thigh, |
| 9960 | A boar spear in my hand; and- in my heart |
| 9961 | Lie there what hidden woman's fear there w... |
| 9962 | We'll have a swashing and a martial outside, |
| 9963 | As many other mannish cowards have |
| 9964 | That do outface it with their semblances. |
| 9965 | CELIA. What shall I call thee when thou art ... |
| 9966 | ROSALIND. I'll have no worse a name than Jov... |
| 9967 | And therefore look you call me Ganymede. |
| 9968 | But what will you be call'd? |
| 9969 | CELIA. Something that hath a reference to my... |
| 9970 | No longer Celia, but Aliena. |
| 9971 | ROSALIND. But, cousin, what if we assay'd to... |
| 9972 | The clownish fool out of your father's court? |
| 9973 | Would he not be a comfort to our travel? |
| 9974 | CELIA. He'll go along o'er the wide world wi... |
| 9975 | Leave me alone to woo him. Let's away, |
| 9976 | And get our jewels and our wealth together; |
| 9977 | Devise the fittest time and safest way |
| 9978 | To hide us from pursuit that will be made |
| 9979 | After my flight. Now go we in content |
| 9980 | To liberty, and not to banishment. ... |
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| 9989 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 9990 | The Forest of Arden |
| 9991 | Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, and two or three LO... |
| 9992 | DUKE SENIOR. Now, my co-mates and brothers i... |
| 9993 | Hath not old custom made this life more sweet |
| 9994 | Than that of painted pomp? Are not these w... |
| 9995 | More free from peril than the envious court? |
| 9996 | Here feel we not the penalty of Adam, |
| 9997 | The seasons' difference; as the icy fang |
| 9998 | And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, |
| 9999 | Which when it bites and blows upon my body, |
| 10000 | Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say |
| 10001 | 'This is no flattery; these are counsellors |
| 10002 | That feelingly persuade me what I am.' |
| 10003 | Sweet are the uses of adversity, |
| 10004 | Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, |
| 10005 | Wears yet a precious jewel in his head; |
| 10006 | And this our life, exempt from public haunt, |
| 10007 | Finds tongues in trees, books in the runni... |
| 10008 | Sermons in stones, and good in everything. |
| 10009 | I would not change it. |
| 10010 | AMIENS. Happy is your Grace, |
| 10011 | That can translate the stubbornness of for... |
| 10012 | Into so quiet and so sweet a style. |
| 10013 | DUKE SENIOR. Come, shall we go and kill us v... |
| 10014 | And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools, |
| 10015 | Being native burghers of this desert city, |
| 10016 | Should, in their own confines, with forked... |
| 10017 | Have their round haunches gor'd. |
| 10018 | FIRST LORD. Indeed, my lord, |
| 10019 | The melancholy Jaques grieves at that; |
| 10020 | And, in that kind, swears you do more usurp |
| 10021 | Than doth your brother that hath banish'd ... |
| 10022 | To-day my Lord of Amiens and myself |
| 10023 | Did steal behind him as he lay along |
| 10024 | Under an oak whose antique root peeps out |
| 10025 | Upon the brook that brawls along this wood! |
| 10026 | To the which place a poor sequest'red stag, |
| 10027 | That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hur... |
| 10028 | Did come to languish; and, indeed, my lord, |
| 10029 | The wretched animal heav'd forth such groans |
| 10030 | That their discharge did stretch his leath... |
| 10031 | Almost to bursting; and the big round tears |
| 10032 | Cours'd one another down his innocent nose |
| 10033 | In piteous chase; and thus the hairy fool, |
| 10034 | Much marked of the melancholy Jaques, |
| 10035 | Stood on th' extremest verge of the swift ... |
| 10036 | Augmenting it with tears. |
| 10037 | DUKE SENIOR. But what said Jaques? |
| 10038 | Did he not moralize this spectacle? |
| 10039 | FIRST LORD. O, yes, into a thousand similes. |
| 10040 | First, for his weeping into the needless s... |
| 10041 | 'Poor deer,' quoth he 'thou mak'st a testa... |
| 10042 | As worldlings do, giving thy sum of more |
| 10043 | To that which had too much.' Then, being t... |
| 10044 | Left and abandoned of his velvet friends: |
| 10045 | ''Tis right'; quoth he 'thus misery doth part |
| 10046 | The flux of company.' Anon, a careless herd, |
| 10047 | Full of the pasture, jumps along by him |
| 10048 | And never stays to greet him. 'Ay,' quoth ... |
| 10049 | 'Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens; |
| 10050 | 'Tis just the fashion. Wherefore do you look |
| 10051 | Upon that poor and broken bankrupt there?' |
| 10052 | Thus most invectively he pierceth through |
| 10053 | The body of the country, city, court, |
| 10054 | Yea, and of this our life; swearing that we |
| 10055 | Are mere usurpers, tyrants, and what's worse, |
| 10056 | To fright the animals, and to kill them up |
| 10057 | In their assign'd and native dwelling-place. |
| 10058 | DUKE SENIOR. And did you leave him in this c... |
| 10059 | SECOND LORD. We did, my lord, weeping and co... |
| 10060 | Upon the sobbing deer. |
| 10061 | DUKE SENIOR. Show me the place; |
| 10062 | I love to cope him in these sullen fits, |
| 10063 | For then he's full of matter. |
| 10064 | FIRST LORD. I'll bring you to him straight. ... |
| 10065 | SCENE II. |
| 10066 | The DUKE'S palace |
| 10067 | Enter DUKE FREDERICK, with LORDS |
| 10068 | FREDERICK. Can it be possible that no man sa... |
| 10069 | It cannot be; some villains of my court |
| 10070 | Are of consent and sufferance in this. |
| 10071 | FIRST LORD. I cannot hear of any that did se... |
| 10072 | The ladies, her attendants of her chamber, |
| 10073 | Saw her abed, and in the morning early |
| 10074 | They found the bed untreasur'd of their mi... |
| 10075 | SECOND LORD. My lord, the roynish clown, at ... |
| 10076 | Your Grace was wont to laugh, is also miss... |
| 10077 | Hisperia, the Princess' gentlewoman, |
| 10078 | Confesses that she secretly o'erheard |
| 10079 | Your daughter and her cousin much commend |
| 10080 | The parts and graces of the wrestler |
| 10081 | That did but lately foil the sinewy Charles; |
| 10082 | And she believes, wherever they are gone, |
| 10083 | That youth is surely in their company. |
| 10084 | FREDERICK. Send to his brother; fetch that g... |
| 10085 | If he be absent, bring his brother to me; |
| 10086 | I'll make him find him. Do this suddenly; |
| 10087 | And let not search and inquisition quail |
| 10088 | To bring again these foolish runaways. ... |
| 10089 | SCENE III. |
| 10090 | Before OLIVER'S house |
| 10091 | Enter ORLANDO and ADAM, meeting |
| 10092 | ORLANDO. Who's there? |
| 10093 | ADAM. What, my young master? O my gentle mas... |
| 10094 | O my sweet master! O you memory |
| 10095 | Of old Sir Rowland! Why, what make you here? |
| 10096 | Why are you virtuous? Why do people love you? |
| 10097 | And wherefore are you gentle, strong, and ... |
| 10098 | Why would you be so fond to overcome |
| 10099 | The bonny prizer of the humorous Duke? |
| 10100 | Your praise is come too swiftly home befor... |
| 10101 | Know you not, master, to some kind of men |
| 10102 | Their graces serve them but as enemies? |
| 10103 | No more do yours. Your virtues, gentle mas... |
| 10104 | Are sanctified and holy traitors to you. |
| 10105 | O, what a world is this, when what is comely |
| 10106 | Envenoms him that bears it! |
| 10107 | ORLANDO. Why, what's the matter? |
| 10108 | ADAM. O unhappy youth! |
| 10109 | Come not within these doors; within this roof |
| 10110 | The enemy of all your graces lives. |
| 10111 | Your brother- no, no brother; yet the son- |
| 10112 | Yet not the son; I will not call him son |
| 10113 | Of him I was about to call his father- |
| 10114 | Hath heard your praises; and this night he... |
| 10115 | To burn the lodging where you use to lie, |
| 10116 | And you within it. If he fail of that, |
| 10117 | He will have other means to cut you off; |
| 10118 | I overheard him and his practices. |
| 10119 | This is no place; this house is but a butc... |
| 10120 | Abhor it, fear it, do not enter it. |
| 10121 | ORLANDO. Why, whither, Adam, wouldst thou ha... |
| 10122 | ADAM. No matter whither, so you come not here. |
| 10123 | ORLANDO. What, wouldst thou have me go and b... |
| 10124 | Or with a base and boist'rous sword enforce |
| 10125 | A thievish living on the common road? |
| 10126 | This I must do, or know not what to do; |
| 10127 | Yet this I will not do, do how I can. |
| 10128 | I rather will subject me to the malice |
| 10129 | Of a diverted blood and bloody brother. |
| 10130 | ADAM. But do not so. I have five hundred cro... |
| 10131 | The thrifty hire I sav'd under your father, |
| 10132 | Which I did store to be my foster-nurse, |
| 10133 | When service should in my old limbs lie lame, |
| 10134 | And unregarded age in corners thrown. |
| 10135 | Take that, and He that doth the ravens feed, |
| 10136 | Yea, providently caters for the sparrow, |
| 10137 | Be comfort to my age! Here is the gold; |
| 10138 | All this I give you. Let me be your servant; |
| 10139 | Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; |
| 10140 | For in my youth I never did apply |
| 10141 | Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood, |
| 10142 | Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo |
| 10143 | The means of weakness and debility; |
| 10144 | Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, |
| 10145 | Frosty, but kindly. Let me go with you; |
| 10146 | I'll do the service of a younger man |
| 10147 | In all your business and necessities. |
| 10148 | ORLANDO. O good old man, how well in thee ap... |
| 10149 | The constant service of the antique world, |
| 10150 | When service sweat for duty, not for meed! |
| 10151 | Thou art not for the fashion of these times, |
| 10152 | Where none will sweat but for promotion, |
| 10153 | And having that do choke their service up |
| 10154 | Even with the having; it is not so with thee. |
| 10155 | But, poor old man, thou prun'st a rotten tree |
| 10156 | That cannot so much as a blossom yield |
| 10157 | In lieu of all thy pains and husbandry. |
| 10158 | But come thy ways, we'll go along together, |
| 10159 | And ere we have thy youthful wages spent |
| 10160 | We'll light upon some settled low content. |
| 10161 | ADAM. Master, go on; and I will follow the |
| 10162 | To the last gasp, with truth and loyalty. |
| 10163 | From seventeen years till now almost four-... |
| 10164 | Here lived I, but now live here no more. |
| 10165 | At seventeen years many their fortunes seek, |
| 10166 | But at fourscore it is too late a week; |
| 10167 | Yet fortune cannot recompense me better |
| 10168 | Than to die well and not my master's debto... |
| 10169 | SCENE IV. |
| 10170 | The Forest of Arden |
| 10171 | Enter ROSALIND for GANYMEDE, CELIA for ALIENA,... |
| 10172 | ROSALIND. O Jupiter, how weary are my spirits! |
| 10173 | TOUCHSTONE. I Care not for my spirits, if my... |
| 10174 | ROSALIND. I could find in my heart to disgra... |
| 10175 | and to cry like a woman; but I must comfor... |
| 10176 | doublet and hose ought to show itself cour... |
| 10177 | therefore, courage, good Aliena. |
| 10178 | CELIA. I pray you bear with me; I cannot go ... |
| 10179 | TOUCHSTONE. For my part, I had rather bear w... |
| 10180 | yet I should bear no cross if I did bear y... |
| 10181 | have no money in your purse. |
| 10182 | ROSALIND. Well,. this is the Forest of Arden. |
| 10183 | TOUCHSTONE. Ay, now am I in Arden; the more ... |
| 10184 | home I was in a better place; but travelle... |
| 10185 | Enter CORIN and SILVIUS |
| 10186 | ROSALIND. Ay, be so, good Touchstone. Look y... |
| 10187 | young man and an old in solemn talk. |
| 10188 | CORIN. That is the way to make her scorn you... |
| 10189 | SILVIUS. O Corin, that thou knew'st how I do... |
| 10190 | CORIN. I partly guess; for I have lov'd ere ... |
| 10191 | SILVIUS. No, Corin, being old, thou canst no... |
| 10192 | Though in thy youth thou wast as true a lover |
| 10193 | As ever sigh'd upon a midnight pillow. |
| 10194 | But if thy love were ever like to mine, |
| 10195 | As sure I think did never man love so, |
| 10196 | How many actions most ridiculous |
| 10197 | Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy? |
| 10198 | CORIN. Into a thousand that I have forgotten. |
| 10199 | SILVIUS. O, thou didst then never love so he... |
| 10200 | If thou rememb'rest not the slightest folly |
| 10201 | That ever love did make thee run into, |
| 10202 | Thou hast not lov'd; |
| 10203 | Or if thou hast not sat as I do now, |
| 10204 | Wearing thy hearer in thy mistress' praise, |
| 10205 | Thou hast not lov'd; |
| 10206 | Or if thou hast not broke from company |
| 10207 | Abruptly, as my passion now makes me, |
| 10208 | Thou hast not lov'd. |
| 10209 | O Phebe, Phebe, Phebe! ... |
| 10210 | ROSALIND. Alas, poor shepherd! searching of ... |
| 10211 | I have by hard adventure found mine own. |
| 10212 | TOUCHSTONE. And I mine. I remember, when I w... |
| 10213 | sword upon a stone, and bid him take that ... |
| 10214 | Jane Smile; and I remember the kissing of ... |
| 10215 | cow's dugs that her pretty chopt hands had... |
| 10216 | the wooing of peascod instead of her; fro... |
| 10217 | and giving her them again, said with weepi... |
| 10218 | for my sake.' We that are true lovers run ... |
| 10219 | but as all is mortal in nature, so is all ... |
| 10220 | in folly. |
| 10221 | ROSALIND. Thou speak'st wiser than thou art ... |
| 10222 | TOUCHSTONE. Nay, I shall ne'er be ware of mi... |
| 10223 | my shins against it. |
| 10224 | ROSALIND. Jove, Jove! this shepherd's passion |
| 10225 | Is much upon my fashion. |
| 10226 | TOUCHSTONE. And mine; but it grows something... |
| 10227 | CELIA. I pray you, one of you question yond man |
| 10228 | If he for gold will give us any food; |
| 10229 | I faint almost to death. |
| 10230 | TOUCHSTONE. Holla, you clown! |
| 10231 | ROSALIND. Peace, fool; he's not thy Ensman. |
| 10232 | CORIN. Who calls? |
| 10233 | TOUCHSTONE. Your betters, sir. |
| 10234 | CORIN. Else are they very wretched. |
| 10235 | ROSALIND. Peace, I say. Good even to you, fr... |
| 10236 | CORIN. And to you, gentle sir, and to you all. |
| 10237 | ROSALIND. I prithee, shepherd, if that love ... |
| 10238 | Can in this desert place buy entertainment, |
| 10239 | Bring us where we may rest ourselves and f... |
| 10240 | Here's a young maid with travel much oppre... |
| 10241 | And faints for succour. |
| 10242 | CORIN. Fair sir, I pity her, |
| 10243 | And wish, for her sake more than for mine ... |
| 10244 | My fortunes were more able to relieve her; |
| 10245 | But I am shepherd to another man, |
| 10246 | And do not shear the fleeces that I graze. |
| 10247 | My master is of churlish disposition, |
| 10248 | And little recks to find the way to heaven |
| 10249 | By doing deeds of hospitality. |
| 10250 | Besides, his cote, his flocks, and bounds ... |
| 10251 | Are now on sale; and at our sheepcote now, |
| 10252 | By reason of his absence, there is nothing |
| 10253 | That you will feed on; but what is, come see, |
| 10254 | And in my voice most welcome shall you be. |
| 10255 | ROSALIND. What is he that shall buy his floc... |
| 10256 | CORIN. That young swain that you saw here bu... |
| 10257 | That little cares for buying any thing. |
| 10258 | ROSALIND. I pray thee, if it stand with hone... |
| 10259 | Buy thou the cottage, pasture, and the flock, |
| 10260 | And thou shalt have to pay for it of us. |
| 10261 | CELIA. And we will mend thy wages. I like th... |
| 10262 | And willingly could waste my time in it. |
| 10263 | CORIN. Assuredly the thing is to be sold. |
| 10264 | Go with me; if you like upon report |
| 10265 | The soil, the profit, and this kind of lif... |
| 10266 | I will your very faithful feeder be, |
| 10267 | And buy it with your gold right suddenly. ... |
| 10268 | SCENE V. |
| 10269 | Another part of the forest |
| 10270 | Enter AMIENS, JAQUES, and OTHERS |
| 10271 | SONG |
| 10272 | AMIENS. Under the greenwood tree |
| 10273 | Who loves to lie with me, |
| 10274 | And turn his merry note |
| 10275 | Unto the sweet bird's throat, |
| 10276 | Come hither, come hither, come hi... |
| 10277 | Here shall he see |
| 10278 | No enemy |
| 10279 | But winter and rough weather. |
| 10280 | JAQUES. More, more, I prithee, more. |
| 10281 | AMIENS. It will make you melancholy, Monsieu... |
| 10282 | JAQUES. I thank it. More, I prithee, more. I... |
| 10283 | out of a song, as a weasel sucks eggs. Mor... |
| 10284 | AMIENS. My voice is ragged; I know I cannot ... |
| 10285 | JAQUES. I do not desire you to please me; I ... |
| 10286 | Come, more; another stanzo. Call you 'em s... |
| 10287 | AMIENS. What you will, Monsieur Jaques. |
| 10288 | JAQUES. Nay, I care not for their names; the... |
| 10289 | you sing? |
| 10290 | AMIENS. More at your request than to please ... |
| 10291 | JAQUES. Well then, if ever I thank any man, ... |
| 10292 | that they call compliment is like th' enco... |
| 10293 | and when a man thanks me heartily, methink... |
| 10294 | penny, and he renders me the beggarly than... |
| 10295 | that will not, hold your tongues. |
| 10296 | AMIENS. Well, I'll end the song. Sirs, cover... |
| 10297 | will drink under this tree. He hath been a... |
| 10298 | you. |
| 10299 | JAQUES. And I have been all this day to avoi... |
| 10300 | disputable for my company. I think of as m... |
| 10301 | I give heaven thanks, and make no boast of... |
| 10302 | come. |
| 10303 | SONG |
| 10304 | [All together here] |
| 10305 | Who doth ambition shun, |
| 10306 | And loves to live i' th' sun, |
| 10307 | Seeking the food he eats, |
| 10308 | And pleas'd with what he gets, |
| 10309 | Come hither, come hither, come hither. |
| 10310 | Here shall he see |
| 10311 | No enemy |
| 10312 | But winter and rough weather. |
| 10313 | JAQUES. I'll give you a verse to this note t... |
| 10314 | despite of my invention. |
| 10315 | AMIENS. And I'll sing it. |
| 10316 | JAQUES. Thus it goes: |
| 10317 | If it do come to pass |
| 10318 | That any man turn ass, |
| 10319 | Leaving his wealth and ease |
| 10320 | A stubborn will to please, |
| 10321 | Ducdame, ducdame, ducdame; |
| 10322 | Here shall he see |
| 10323 | Gross fools as he, |
| 10324 | An if he will come to me. |
| 10325 | AMIENS. What's that 'ducdame'? |
| 10326 | JAQUES. 'Tis a Greek invocation, to call foo... |
| 10327 | go sleep, if I can; if I cannot, I'll rail... |
| 10328 | first-born of Egypt. |
| 10329 | AMIENS. And I'll go seek the Duke; his banqu... |
| 10330 | ... |
| 10331 | SCENE VI. |
| 10332 | The forest |
| 10333 | Enter ORLANDO and ADAM |
| 10334 | ADAM. Dear master, I can go no further. O, I... |
| 10335 | I down, and measure out my grave. Farewell... |
| 10336 | ORLANDO. Why, how now, Adam! No greater hear... |
| 10337 | little; comfort a little; cheer thyself a ... |
| 10338 | forest yield anything savage, I will eithe... |
| 10339 | bring it for food to thee. Thy conceit is ... |
| 10340 | powers. For my sake be comfortable; hold d... |
| 10341 | arm's end. I will here be with the present... |
| 10342 | not something to eat, I will give thee lea... |
| 10343 | diest before I come, thou art a mocker of ... |
| 10344 | thou look'st cheerly; and I'll be with the... |
| 10345 | liest in the bleak air. Come, I will bear ... |
| 10346 | and thou shalt not die for lack of a dinne... |
| 10347 | anything in this desert. Cheerly, good Ada... |
| 10348 | SCENE VII. |
| 10349 | The forest |
| 10350 | A table set out. Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, an... |
| 10351 | DUKE SENIOR. I think he be transform'd into ... |
| 10352 | For I can nowhere find him like a man. |
| 10353 | FIRST LORD. My lord, he is but even now gone... |
| 10354 | Here was he merry, hearing of a song. |
| 10355 | DUKE SENIOR. If he, compact of jars, grow mu... |
| 10356 | We shall have shortly discord in the spheres. |
| 10357 | Go seek him; tell him I would speak with him. |
| 10358 | Enter JAQUES |
| 10359 | FIRST LORD. He saves my labour by his own ap... |
| 10360 | DUKE SENIOR. Why, how now, monsieur! what a ... |
| 10361 | That your poor friends must woo your company? |
| 10362 | What, you look merrily! |
| 10363 | JAQUES. A fool, a fool! I met a fool i' th' ... |
| 10364 | A motley fool. A miserable world! |
| 10365 | As I do live by food, I met a fool, |
| 10366 | Who laid him down and bask'd him in the sun, |
| 10367 | And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good terms, |
| 10368 | In good set terms- and yet a motley fool. |
| 10369 | 'Good morrow, fool,' quoth I; 'No, sir,' q... |
| 10370 | 'Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me... |
| 10371 | And then he drew a dial from his poke, |
| 10372 | And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye, |
| 10373 | Says very wisely, 'It is ten o'clock; |
| 10374 | Thus we may see,' quoth he, 'how the world... |
| 10375 | 'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine; |
| 10376 | And after one hour more 'twill be eleven; |
| 10377 | And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, |
| 10378 | And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; |
| 10379 | And thereby hangs a tale.' When I did hear |
| 10380 | The motley fool thus moral on the time, |
| 10381 | My lungs began to crow like chanticleer |
| 10382 | That fools should be so deep contemplative; |
| 10383 | And I did laugh sans intermission |
| 10384 | An hour by his dial. O noble fool! |
| 10385 | A worthy fool! Motley's the only wear. |
| 10386 | DUKE SENIOR. What fool is this? |
| 10387 | JAQUES. O worthy fool! One that hath been a ... |
| 10388 | And says, if ladies be but young and fair, |
| 10389 | They have the gift to know it; and in his ... |
| 10390 | Which is as dry as the remainder biscuit |
| 10391 | After a voyage, he hath strange places cra... |
| 10392 | With observation, the which he vents |
| 10393 | In mangled forms. O that I were a fool! |
| 10394 | I am ambitious for a motley coat. |
| 10395 | DUKE SENIOR. Thou shalt have one. |
| 10396 | JAQUES. It is my only suit, |
| 10397 | Provided that you weed your better judgments |
| 10398 | Of all opinion that grows rank in them |
| 10399 | That I am wise. I must have liberty |
| 10400 | Withal, as large a charter as the wind, |
| 10401 | To blow on whom I please, for so fools have; |
| 10402 | And they that are most galled with my folly, |
| 10403 | They most must laugh. And why, sir, must t... |
| 10404 | The why is plain as way to parish church: |
| 10405 | He that a fool doth very wisely hit |
| 10406 | Doth very foolishly, although he smart, |
| 10407 | Not to seem senseless of the bob; if not, |
| 10408 | The wise man's folly is anatomiz'd |
| 10409 | Even by the squand'ring glances of the fool. |
| 10410 | Invest me in my motley; give me leave |
| 10411 | To speak my mind, and I will through and t... |
| 10412 | Cleanse the foul body of th' infected world, |
| 10413 | If they will patiently receive my medicine. |
| 10414 | DUKE SENIOR. Fie on thee! I can tell what th... |
| 10415 | JAQUES. What, for a counter, would I do but ... |
| 10416 | DUKE SENIOR. Most Mischievous foul sin, in c... |
| 10417 | For thou thyself hast been a libertine, |
| 10418 | As sensual as the brutish sting itself; |
| 10419 | And all th' embossed sores and headed evils |
| 10420 | That thou with license of free foot hast c... |
| 10421 | Wouldst thou disgorge into the general world. |
| 10422 | JAQUES. Why, who cries out on pride |
| 10423 | That can therein tax any private party? |
| 10424 | Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea, |
| 10425 | Till that the wearer's very means do ebb? |
| 10426 | What woman in the city do I name |
| 10427 | When that I say the city-woman bears |
| 10428 | The cost of princes on unworthy shoulders? |
| 10429 | Who can come in and say that I mean her, |
| 10430 | When such a one as she such is her neighbour? |
| 10431 | Or what is he of basest function |
| 10432 | That says his bravery is not on my cost, |
| 10433 | Thinking that I mean him, but therein suits |
| 10434 | His folly to the mettle of my speech? |
| 10435 | There then! how then? what then? Let me se... |
| 10436 | My tongue hath wrong'd him: if it do him r... |
| 10437 | Then he hath wrong'd himself; if he be free, |
| 10438 | Why then my taxing like a wild-goose flies, |
| 10439 | Unclaim'd of any man. But who comes here? |
| 10440 | Enter ORLANDO with his sword drawn |
| 10441 | ORLANDO. Forbear, and eat no more. |
| 10442 | JAQUES. Why, I have eat none yet. |
| 10443 | ORLANDO. Nor shalt not, till necessity be se... |
| 10444 | JAQUES. Of what kind should this cock come of? |
| 10445 | DUKE SENIOR. Art thou thus bolden'd, man, by... |
| 10446 | Or else a rude despiser of good manners, |
| 10447 | That in civility thou seem'st so empty? |
| 10448 | ORLANDO. You touch'd my vein at first: the t... |
| 10449 | Of bare distress hath ta'en from me the show |
| 10450 | Of smooth civility; yet arn I inland bred, |
| 10451 | And know some nurture. But forbear, I say; |
| 10452 | He dies that touches any of this fruit |
| 10453 | Till I and my affairs are answered. |
| 10454 | JAQUES. An you will not be answer'd with rea... |
| 10455 | DUKE SENIOR. What would you have? Your gentl... |
| 10456 | More than your force move us to gentleness. |
| 10457 | ORLANDO. I almost die for food, and let me h... |
| 10458 | DUKE SENIOR. Sit down and feed, and welcome ... |
| 10459 | ORLANDO. Speak you so gently? Pardon me, I p... |
| 10460 | I thought that all things had been savage ... |
| 10461 | And therefore put I on the countenance |
| 10462 | Of stern commandment. But whate'er you are |
| 10463 | That in this desert inaccessible, |
| 10464 | Under the shade of melancholy boughs, |
| 10465 | Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time; |
| 10466 | If ever you have look'd on better days, |
| 10467 | If ever been where bells have knoll'd to c... |
| 10468 | If ever sat at any good man's feast, |
| 10469 | If ever from your eyelids wip'd a tear, |
| 10470 | And know what 'tis to pity and be pitied, |
| 10471 | Let gentleness my strong enforcement be; |
| 10472 | In the which hope I blush, and hide my sword. |
| 10473 | DUKE SENIOR. True is it that we have seen be... |
| 10474 | And have with holy bell been knoll'd to ch... |
| 10475 | And sat at good men's feasts, and wip'd ou... |
| 10476 | Of drops that sacred pity hath engend'red; |
| 10477 | And therefore sit you down in gentleness, |
| 10478 | And take upon command what help we have |
| 10479 | That to your wanting may be minist'red. |
| 10480 | ORLANDO. Then but forbear your food a little... |
| 10481 | Whiles, like a doe, I go to find my fawn, |
| 10482 | And give it food. There is an old poor man |
| 10483 | Who after me hath many a weary step |
| 10484 | Limp'd in pure love; till he be first suff... |
| 10485 | Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and hun... |
| 10486 | I will not touch a bit. |
| 10487 | DUKE SENIOR. Go find him out. |
| 10488 | And we will nothing waste till you return. |
| 10489 | ORLANDO. I thank ye; and be blest for your g... |
| 10490 | Exit |
| 10491 | DUKE SENIOR. Thou seest we are not all alone... |
| 10492 | This wide and universal theatre |
| 10493 | Presents more woeful pageants than the scene |
| 10494 | Wherein we play in. |
| 10495 | JAQUES. All the world's a stage, |
| 10496 | And all the men and women merely players; |
| 10497 | They have their exits and their entrances; |
| 10498 | And one man in his time plays many parts, |
| 10499 | His acts being seven ages. At first the in... |
| 10500 | Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms; |
| 10501 | Then the whining school-boy, with his satchel |
| 10502 | And shining morning face, creeping like sn... |
| 10503 | Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, |
| 10504 | Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad |
| 10505 | Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a sold... |
| 10506 | Full of strange oaths, and bearded like th... |
| 10507 | Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in qua... |
| 10508 | Seeking the bubble reputation |
| 10509 | Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the j... |
| 10510 | In fair round belly with good capon lin'd, |
| 10511 | With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, |
| 10512 | Full of wise saws and modern instances; |
| 10513 | And so he plays his part. The sixth age sh... |
| 10514 | Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, |
| 10515 | With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, |
| 10516 | His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too... |
| 10517 | For his shrunk shank; and his big manly vo... |
| 10518 | Turning again toward childish treble, pipes |
| 10519 | And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, |
| 10520 | That ends this strange eventful history, |
| 10521 | Is second childishness and mere oblivion; |
| 10522 | Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans ev... |
| 10523 | Re-enter ORLANDO with ADAM |
| 10524 | DUKE SENIOR. Welcome. Set down your venerabl... |
| 10525 | And let him feed. |
| 10526 | ORLANDO. I thank you most for him. |
| 10527 | ADAM. So had you need; |
| 10528 | I scarce can speak to thank you for myself. |
| 10529 | DUKE SENIOR. Welcome; fall to. I will not tr... |
| 10530 | As yet to question you about your fortunes. |
| 10531 | Give us some music; and, good cousin, sing. |
| 10532 | SONG |
| 10533 | Blow, blow, thou winter wind, |
| 10534 | Thou art not so unkind |
| 10535 | As man's ingratitude; |
| 10536 | Thy tooth is not so keen, |
| 10537 | Because thou art not seen, |
| 10538 | Although thy breath be rude. |
| 10539 | Heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho! unto the green ho... |
| 10540 | Most friendship is feigning, most loving m... |
| 10541 | Then, heigh-ho, the holly! |
| 10542 | This life is most jolly. |
| 10543 | Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, |
| 10544 | That dost not bite so nigh |
| 10545 | As benefits forgot; |
| 10546 | Though thou the waters warp, |
| 10547 | Thy sting is not so sharp |
| 10548 | As friend rememb'red not. |
| 10549 | Heigh-ho! sing, &c. |
| 10550 | DUKE SENIOR. If that you were the good Sir R... |
| 10551 | As you have whisper'd faithfully you were, |
| 10552 | And as mine eye doth his effigies witness |
| 10553 | Most truly limn'd and living in your face, |
| 10554 | Be truly welcome hither. I am the Duke |
| 10555 | That lov'd your father. The residue of you... |
| 10556 | Go to my cave and tell me. Good old man, |
| 10557 | Thou art right welcome as thy master is. |
| 10558 | Support him by the arm. Give me your hand, |
| 10559 | And let me all your fortunes understand. ... |
| 10560 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 10561 | The palace |
| 10562 | Enter DUKE FREDERICK, OLIVER, and LORDS |
| 10563 | FREDERICK. Not see him since! Sir, sir, that... |
| 10564 | But were I not the better part made mercy, |
| 10565 | I should not seek an absent argument |
| 10566 | Of my revenge, thou present. But look to it: |
| 10567 | Find out thy brother wheresoe'er he is; |
| 10568 | Seek him with candle; bring him dead or li... |
| 10569 | Within this twelvemonth, or turn thou no more |
| 10570 | To seek a living in our territory. |
| 10571 | Thy lands and all things that thou dost ca... |
| 10572 | Worth seizure do we seize into our hands, |
| 10573 | Till thou canst quit thee by thy brother's... |
| 10574 | Of what we think against thee. |
| 10575 | OLIVER. O that your Highness knew my heart i... |
| 10576 | I never lov'd my brother in my life. |
| 10577 | FREDERICK. More villain thou. Well, push him... |
| 10578 | And let my officers of such a nature |
| 10579 | Make an extent upon his house and lands. |
| 10580 | Do this expediently, and turn him going. ... |
| 10581 | SCENE II. |
| 10582 | The forest |
| 10583 | Enter ORLANDO, with a paper |
| 10584 | ORLANDO. Hang there, my verse, in witness of... |
| 10585 | And thou, thrice-crowned Queen of Night, s... |
| 10586 | With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere ... |
| 10587 | Thy huntress' name that my full life doth ... |
| 10588 | O Rosalind! these trees shall be my books, |
| 10589 | And in their barks my thoughts I'll charac... |
| 10590 | That every eye which in this forest looks |
| 10591 | Shall see thy virtue witness'd every where. |
| 10592 | Run, run, Orlando; carve on every tree, |
| 10593 | The fair, the chaste, and unexpressive she... |
| 10594 | Enter CORIN and TOUCHSTONE |
| 10595 | CORIN. And how like you this shepherd's life... |
| 10596 | TOUCHSTONE. Truly, shepherd, in respect of i... |
| 10597 | life; but in respect that it is a shepherd... |
| 10598 | In respect that it is solitary, I like it ... |
| 10599 | respect that it is private, it is a very v... |
| 10600 | respect it is in the fields, it pleaseth m... |
| 10601 | it is not in the court, it is tedious. As ... |
| 10602 | look you, it fits my humour well; but as t... |
| 10603 | in it, it goes much against my stomach. Ha... |
| 10604 | thee, shepherd? |
| 10605 | CORIN. No more but that I know the more one ... |
| 10606 | ease he is; and that he that wants money, ... |
| 10607 | without three good friends; that the prope... |
| 10608 | and fire to burn; that good pasture makes ... |
| 10609 | great cause of the night is lack of the su... |
| 10610 | learned no wit by nature nor art may compl... |
| 10611 | or comes of a very dull kindred. |
| 10612 | TOUCHSTONE. Such a one is a natural philosop... |
| 10613 | court, shepherd? |
| 10614 | CORIN. No, truly. |
| 10615 | TOUCHSTONE. Then thou art damn'd. |
| 10616 | CORIN. Nay, I hope. |
| 10617 | TOUCHSTONE. Truly, thou art damn'd, like an ... |
| 10618 | one side. |
| 10619 | CORIN. For not being at court? Your reason. |
| 10620 | TOUCHSTONE. Why, if thou never wast at court... |
| 10621 | manners; if thou never saw'st good manners... |
| 10622 | be wicked; and wickedness is sin, and sin ... |
| 10623 | in a parlous state, shepherd. |
| 10624 | CORIN. Not a whit, Touchstone. Those that ar... |
| 10625 | court are as ridiculous in the country as ... |
| 10626 | country is most mockable at the court. You... |
| 10627 | at the court, but you kiss your hands; tha... |
| 10628 | uncleanly if courtiers were shepherds. |
| 10629 | TOUCHSTONE. Instance, briefly; come, instance. |
| 10630 | CORIN. Why, we are still handling our ewes; ... |
| 10631 | know, are greasy. |
| 10632 | TOUCHSTONE. Why, do not your courtier's hand... |
| 10633 | grease of a mutton as wholesome as the swe... |
| 10634 | shallow. A better instance, I say; come. |
| 10635 | CORIN. Besides, our hands are hard. |
| 10636 | TOUCHSTONE. Your lips will feel them the soo... |
| 10637 | more sounder instance; come. |
| 10638 | CORIN. And they are often tarr'd over with t... |
| 10639 | sheep; and would you have us kiss tar? The... |
| 10640 | perfum'd with civet. |
| 10641 | TOUCHSTONE. Most shallow man! thou worm's me... |
| 10642 | piece of flesh indeed! Learn of the wise, ... |
| 10643 | of a baser birth than tar- the very unclea... |
| 10644 | the instance, shepherd. |
| 10645 | CORIN. You have too courtly a wit for me; I'... |
| 10646 | TOUCHSTONE. Wilt thou rest damn'd? God help ... |
| 10647 | make incision in thee! thou art raw. |
| 10648 | CORIN. Sir, I am a true labourer: I earn tha... |
| 10649 | wear; owe no man hate, envy no man's happi... |
| 10650 | men's good, content with my harm; and the ... |
| 10651 | to see my ewes graze and my lambs suck. |
| 10652 | TOUCHSTONE. That is another simple sin in yo... |
| 10653 | and the rams together, and to offer to get... |
| 10654 | copulation of cattle; to be bawd to a bell... |
| 10655 | a she-lamb of a twelvemonth to crooked-pat... |
| 10656 | out of all reasonable match. If thou beest... |
| 10657 | the devil himself will have no shepherds; ... |
| 10658 | thou shouldst scape. |
| 10659 | CORIN. Here comes young Master Ganymede, my ... |
| 10660 | Enter ROSALIND, reading a paper |
| 10661 | ROSALIND. 'From the east to western Inde, |
| 10662 | No jewel is like Rosalinde. |
| 10663 | Her worth, being mounted on the ... |
| 10664 | Through all the world bears Rosa... |
| 10665 | All the pictures fairest lin'd |
| 10666 | Are but black to Rosalinde. |
| 10667 | Let no face be kept in mind |
| 10668 | But the fair of Rosalinde.' |
| 10669 | TOUCHSTONE. I'll rhyme you so eight years to... |
| 10670 | suppers, and sleeping hours, excepted. It ... |
| 10671 | butter-women's rank to market. |
| 10672 | ROSALIND. Out, fool! |
| 10673 | TOUCHSTONE. For a taste: |
| 10674 | If a hart do lack a hind, |
| 10675 | Let him seek out Rosalinde. |
| 10676 | If the cat will after kind, |
| 10677 | So be sure will Rosalinde. |
| 10678 | Winter garments must be lin'd, |
| 10679 | So must slender Rosalinde. |
| 10680 | They that reap must sheaf and ... |
| 10681 | Then to cart with Rosalinde. |
| 10682 | Sweetest nut hath sourest rind, |
| 10683 | Such a nut is Rosalinde. |
| 10684 | He that sweetest rose will find |
| 10685 | Must find love's prick and Ros... |
| 10686 | This is the very false gallop of verses; w... |
| 10687 | yourself with them? |
| 10688 | ROSALIND. Peace, you dull fool! I found them... |
| 10689 | TOUCHSTONE. Truly, the tree yields bad fruit. |
| 10690 | ROSALIND. I'll graff it with you, and then I... |
| 10691 | medlar. Then it will be the earliest fruit... |
| 10692 | you'll be rotten ere you be half ripe, and... |
| 10693 | virtue of the medlar. |
| 10694 | TOUCHSTONE. You have said; but whether wisel... |
| 10695 | judge. |
| 10696 | Enter CELIA, with a writing |
| 10697 | ROSALIND. Peace! |
| 10698 | Here comes my sister, reading; stand aside. |
| 10699 | CELIA. 'Why should this a desert be? |
| 10700 | For it is unpeopled? No; |
| 10701 | Tongues I'll hang on every tree |
| 10702 | That shall civil sayings show. |
| 10703 | Some, how brief the life of man |
| 10704 | Runs his erring pilgrimage, |
| 10705 | That the streching of a span |
| 10706 | Buckles in his sum of age; |
| 10707 | Some, of violated vows |
| 10708 | 'Twixt the souls of friend and fr... |
| 10709 | But upon the fairest boughs, |
| 10710 | Or at every sentence end, |
| 10711 | Will I Rosalinda write, |
| 10712 | Teaching all that read to know |
| 10713 | The quintessence of every sprite |
| 10714 | Heaven would in little show. |
| 10715 | Therefore heaven Nature charg'd |
| 10716 | That one body should be fill'd |
| 10717 | With all graces wide-enlarg'd. |
| 10718 | Nature presently distill'd |
| 10719 | Helen's cheek, but not her heart, |
| 10720 | Cleopatra's majesty, |
| 10721 | Atalanta's better part, |
| 10722 | Sad Lucretia's modesty. |
| 10723 | Thus Rosalinde of many parts |
| 10724 | By heavenly synod was devis'd, |
| 10725 | Of many faces, eyes, and hearts, |
| 10726 | To have the touches dearest priz'd. |
| 10727 | Heaven would that she these gifts s... |
| 10728 | And I to live and die her slave.' |
| 10729 | ROSALIND. O most gentle pulpiter! What tedio... |
| 10730 | you wearied your parishioners withal, and ... |
| 10731 | patience, good people.' |
| 10732 | CELIA. How now! Back, friends; shepherd, go ... |
| 10733 | him, sirrah. |
| 10734 | TOUCHSTONE. Come, shepherd, let us make an h... |
| 10735 | though not with bag and baggage, yet with ... |
| 10736 | Exeunt CO... |
| 10737 | CELIA. Didst thou hear these verses? |
| 10738 | ROSALIND. O, yes, I heard them all, and more... |
| 10739 | had in them more feet than the verses woul... |
| 10740 | CELIA. That's no matter; the feet might bear... |
| 10741 | ROSALIND. Ay, but the feet were lame, and co... |
| 10742 | without the verse, and therefore stood lam... |
| 10743 | CELIA. But didst thou hear without wondering... |
| 10744 | hang'd and carved upon these trees? |
| 10745 | ROSALIND. I was seven of the nine days out o... |
| 10746 | came; for look here what I found on a palm... |
| 10747 | berhym'd since Pythagoras' time that I was... |
| 10748 | can hardly remember. |
| 10749 | CELIA. Trow you who hath done this? |
| 10750 | ROSALIND. Is it a man? |
| 10751 | CELIA. And a chain, that you once wore, abou... |
| 10752 | Change you colour? |
| 10753 | ROSALIND. I prithee, who? |
| 10754 | CELIA. O Lord, Lord! it is a hard matter for... |
| 10755 | mountains may be remov'd with earthquakes,... |
| 10756 | ROSALIND. Nay, but who is it? |
| 10757 | CELIA. Is it possible? |
| 10758 | ROSALIND. Nay, I prithee now, with most peti... |
| 10759 | me who it is. |
| 10760 | CELIA. O wonderful, wonderful, most wonderfu... |
| 10761 | again wonderful, and after that, out of al... |
| 10762 | ROSALIND. Good my complexion! dost thou thin... |
| 10763 | caparison'd like a man, I have a doublet a... |
| 10764 | disposition? One inch of delay more is a S... |
| 10765 | I prithee tell me who is it quickly, and s... |
| 10766 | thou could'st stammer, that thou mightst p... |
| 10767 | out of thy mouth, as wine comes out of nar... |
| 10768 | either too much at once or none at all. I ... |
| 10769 | out of thy mouth that I may drink thy tidi... |
| 10770 | CELIA. So you may put a man in your belly. |
| 10771 | ROSALIND. Is he of God's making? What manner... |
| 10772 | Is his head worth a hat or his chin worth ... |
| 10773 | CELIA. Nay, he hath but a little beard. |
| 10774 | ROSALIND. Why, God will send more if the man... |
| 10775 | me stay the growth of his beard, if thou d... |
| 10776 | knowledge of his chin. |
| 10777 | CELIA. It is young Orlando, that tripp'd up ... |
| 10778 | and your heart both in an instant. |
| 10779 | ROSALIND. Nay, but the devil take mocking! S... |
| 10780 | maid. |
| 10781 | CELIA. I' faith, coz, 'tis he. |
| 10782 | ROSALIND. Orlando? |
| 10783 | CELIA. Orlando. |
| 10784 | ROSALIND. Alas the day! what shall I do with... |
| 10785 | What did he when thou saw'st him? What sai... |
| 10786 | Wherein went he? What makes he here? Did h... |
| 10787 | remains he? How parted he with thee? And w... |
| 10788 | again? Answer me in one word. |
| 10789 | CELIA. You must borrow me Gargantua's mouth ... |
| 10790 | great for any mouth of this age's size. To... |
| 10791 | particulars is more than to answer in a ca... |
| 10792 | ROSALIND. But doth he know that I am in this... |
| 10793 | apparel? Looks he as freshly as he did the... |
| 10794 | CELIA. It is as easy to count atomies as to ... |
| 10795 | propositions of a lover; but take a taste ... |
| 10796 | relish it with good observance. I found hi... |
| 10797 | dropp'd acorn. |
| 10798 | ROSALIND. It may well be call'd Jove's tree,... |
| 10799 | such fruit. |
| 10800 | CELIA. Give me audience, good madam. |
| 10801 | ROSALIND. Proceed. |
| 10802 | CELIA. There lay he, stretch'd along like a ... |
| 10803 | ROSALIND. Though it be pity to see such a si... |
| 10804 | the ground. |
| 10805 | CELIA. Cry 'Holla' to thy tongue, I prithee;... |
| 10806 | unseasonably. He was furnish'd like a hunter. |
| 10807 | ROSALIND. O, ominous! he comes to kill my he... |
| 10808 | CELIA. I would sing my song without a burden... |
| 10809 | of tune. |
| 10810 | ROSALIND. Do you not know I am a woman? When... |
| 10811 | Sweet, say on. |
| 10812 | CELIA. You bring me out. Soft! comes he not ... |
| 10813 | Enter ORLANDO and JAQUES |
| 10814 | ROSALIND. 'Tis he; slink by, and note him. |
| 10815 | JAQUES. I thank you for your company; but, g... |
| 10816 | lief have been myself alone. |
| 10817 | ORLANDO. And so had I; but yet, for fashion ... |
| 10818 | for your society. |
| 10819 | JAQUES. God buy you; let's meet as little as... |
| 10820 | ORLANDO. I do desire we may be better strang... |
| 10821 | JAQUES. I pray you mar no more trees with wr... |
| 10822 | their barks. |
| 10823 | ORLANDO. I pray you mar no more of my verses... |
| 10824 | ill-favouredly. |
| 10825 | JAQUES. Rosalind is your love's name? |
| 10826 | ORLANDO. Yes, just. |
| 10827 | JAQUES. I do not like her name. |
| 10828 | ORLANDO. There was no thought of pleasing yo... |
| 10829 | christen'd. |
| 10830 | JAQUES. What stature is she of? |
| 10831 | ORLANDO. Just as high as my heart. |
| 10832 | JAQUES. You are full of pretty answers. Have... |
| 10833 | acquainted with goldsmiths' wives, and con... |
| 10834 | ORLANDO. Not so; but I answer you right pain... |
| 10835 | you have studied your questions. |
| 10836 | JAQUES. You have a nimble wit; I think 'twas... |
| 10837 | heels. Will you sit down with me? and we t... |
| 10838 | our mistress the world, and all our misery. |
| 10839 | ORLANDO. I will chide no breather in the wor... |
| 10840 | whom I know most faults. |
| 10841 | JAQUES. The worst fault you have is to be in... |
| 10842 | ORLANDO. 'Tis a fault I will not change for ... |
| 10843 | weary of you. |
| 10844 | JAQUES. By my troth, I was seeking for a foo... |
| 10845 | ORLANDO. He is drown'd in the brook; look bu... |
| 10846 | him. |
| 10847 | JAQUES. There I shall see mine own figure. |
| 10848 | ORLANDO. Which I take to be either a fool or... |
| 10849 | JAQUES. I'll tarry no longer with you; farew... |
| 10850 | ORLANDO. I am glad of your departure; adieu,... |
| 10851 | Melancholy. |
| 10852 | ... |
| 10853 | ROSALIND. [Aside to CELIA] I will speak to h... |
| 10854 | and under that habit play the knave with h... |
| 10855 | forester? |
| 10856 | ORLANDO. Very well; what would you? |
| 10857 | ROSALIND. I pray you, what is't o'clock? |
| 10858 | ORLANDO. You should ask me what time o' day;... |
| 10859 | the forest. |
| 10860 | ROSALIND. Then there is no true lover in the... |
| 10861 | every minute and groaning every hour would... |
| 10862 | of Time as well as a clock. |
| 10863 | ORLANDO. And why not the swift foot of Time?... |
| 10864 | proper? |
| 10865 | ROSALIND. By no means, sir. Time travels in ... |
| 10866 | divers persons. I'll tell you who Time amb... |
| 10867 | trots withal, who Time gallops withal, and... |
| 10868 | withal. |
| 10869 | ORLANDO. I prithee, who doth he trot withal? |
| 10870 | ROSALIND. Marry, he trots hard with a young ... |
| 10871 | contract of her marriage and the day it is... |
| 10872 | interim be but a se'nnight, Time's pace is... |
| 10873 | the length of seven year. |
| 10874 | ORLANDO. Who ambles Time withal? |
| 10875 | ROSALIND. With a priest that lacks Latin and... |
| 10876 | not the gout; for the one sleeps easily be... |
| 10877 | and the other lives merrily because he fee... |
| 10878 | lacking the burden of lean and wasteful le... |
| 10879 | knowing no burden of heavy tedious penury.... |
| 10880 | withal. |
| 10881 | ORLANDO. Who doth he gallop withal? |
| 10882 | ROSALIND. With a thief to the gallows; for t... |
| 10883 | as foot can fall, he thinks himself too so... |
| 10884 | ORLANDO. Who stays it still withal? |
| 10885 | ROSALIND. With lawyers in the vacation; for ... |
| 10886 | and term, and then they perceive not how T... |
| 10887 | ORLANDO. Where dwell you, pretty youth? |
| 10888 | ROSALIND. With this shepherdess, my sister; ... |
| 10889 | the forest, like fringe upon a petticoat. |
| 10890 | ORLANDO. Are you native of this place? |
| 10891 | ROSALIND. As the coney that you see dwell wh... |
| 10892 | ORLANDO. Your accent is something finer than... |
| 10893 | so removed a dwelling. |
| 10894 | ROSALIND. I have been told so of many; but i... |
| 10895 | uncle of mine taught me to speak, who was ... |
| 10896 | man; one that knew courtship too well, for... |
| 10897 | I have heard him read many lectures agains... |
| 10898 | am not a woman, to be touch'd with so many... |
| 10899 | hath generally tax'd their whole sex withal. |
| 10900 | ORLANDO. Can you remember any of the princip... |
| 10901 | to the charge of women? |
| 10902 | ROSALIND. There were none principal; they we... |
| 10903 | as halfpence are; every one fault seeming ... |
| 10904 | fellow-fault came to match it. |
| 10905 | ORLANDO. I prithee recount some of them. |
| 10906 | ROSALIND. No; I will not cast away my physic... |
| 10907 | sick. There is a man haunts the forest tha... |
| 10908 | plants with carving 'Rosalind' on their ba... |
| 10909 | hawthorns and elegies on brambles; all, fo... |
| 10910 | name of Rosalind. If I could meet that fan... |
| 10911 | him some good counsel, for he seems to hav... |
| 10912 | upon him. |
| 10913 | ORLANDO. I am he that is so love-shak'd; I p... |
| 10914 | remedy. |
| 10915 | ROSALIND. There is none of my uncle's marks ... |
| 10916 | how to know a man in love; in which cage o... |
| 10917 | are not prisoner. |
| 10918 | ORLANDO. What were his marks? |
| 10919 | ROSALIND. A lean cheek, which you have not; ... |
| 10920 | which you have not; an unquestionable spir... |
| 10921 | a beard neglected, which you have not; but... |
| 10922 | for simply your having in beard is a young... |
| 10923 | Then your hose should be ungarter'd, your ... |
| 10924 | sleeve unbutton'd, your shoe untied, and e... |
| 10925 | demonstrating a careless desolation. But y... |
| 10926 | are rather point-device in your accoutreme... |
| 10927 | than seeming the lover of any other. |
| 10928 | ORLANDO. Fair youth, I would I could make th... |
| 10929 | ROSALIND. Me believe it! You may as soon mak... |
| 10930 | believe it; which, I warrant, she is apter... |
| 10931 | she does. That is one of the points in the... |
| 10932 | the lie to their consciences. But, in good... |
| 10933 | hangs the verses on the trees wherein Rosa... |
| 10934 | ORLANDO. I swear to thee, youth, by the whit... |
| 10935 | am that he, that unfortunate he. |
| 10936 | ROSALIND. But are you so much in love as you... |
| 10937 | ORLANDO. Neither rhyme nor reason can expres... |
| 10938 | ROSALIND. Love is merely a madness; and, I t... |
| 10939 | well a dark house and a whip as madmen do;... |
| 10940 | they are not so punish'd and cured is that... |
| 10941 | ordinary that the whippers are in love too... |
| 10942 | it by counsel. |
| 10943 | ORLANDO. Did you ever cure any so? |
| 10944 | ROSALIND. Yes, one; and in this manner. He w... |
| 10945 | love, his mistress; and I set him every da... |
| 10946 | time would I, being but a moonish youth, g... |
| 10947 | changeable, longing and liking, proud, fan... |
| 10948 | shallow, inconstant, full of tears, full o... |
| 10949 | passion something and for no passion truly... |
| 10950 | women are for the most part cattle of this... |
| 10951 | him, now loathe him; then entertain him, t... |
| 10952 | weep for him, then spit at him; that I dra... |
| 10953 | mad humour of love to a living humour of m... |
| 10954 | forswear the full stream of the world and ... |
| 10955 | merely monastic. And thus I cur'd him; and... |
| 10956 | upon me to wash your liver as clean as a s... |
| 10957 | that there shall not be one spot of love i... |
| 10958 | ORLANDO. I would not be cured, youth. |
| 10959 | ROSALIND. I would cure you, if you would but... |
| 10960 | come every day to my cote and woo me. |
| 10961 | ORLANDO. Now, by the faith of my love, I wil... |
| 10962 | ROSALIND. Go with me to it, and I'll show it... |
| 10963 | you shall tell me where in the forest you ... |
| 10964 | ORLANDO. With all my heart, good youth. |
| 10965 | ROSALIND. Nay, you must call me Rosalind. Co... |
| 10966 | go? ... |
| 10967 | SCENE III. |
| 10968 | The forest |
| 10969 | Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY; JAQUES behind |
| 10970 | TOUCHSTONE. Come apace, good Audrey; I will ... |
| 10971 | Audrey. And how, Audrey, am I the man yet?... |
| 10972 | content you? |
| 10973 | AUDREY. Your features! Lord warrant us! What... |
| 10974 | TOUCHSTONE. I am here with thee and thy goat... |
| 10975 | capricious poet, honest Ovid, was among th... |
| 10976 | JAQUES. [Aside] O knowledge ill-inhabited, w... |
| 10977 | thatch'd house! |
| 10978 | TOUCHSTONE. When a man's verses cannot be un... |
| 10979 | good wit seconded with the forward child u... |
| 10980 | strikes a man more dead than a great recko... |
| 10981 | Truly, I would the gods had made thee poet... |
| 10982 | AUDREY. I do not know what 'poetical' is. Is... |
| 10983 | word? Is it a true thing? |
| 10984 | TOUCHSTONE. No, truly; for the truest poetry... |
| 10985 | and lovers are given to poetry; and what t... |
| 10986 | be said as lovers they do feign. |
| 10987 | AUDREY. Do you wish, then, that the gods had... |
| 10988 | TOUCHSTONE. I do, truly, for thou swear'st t... |
| 10989 | now, if thou wert a poet, I might have som... |
| 10990 | feign. |
| 10991 | AUDREY. Would you not have me honest? |
| 10992 | TOUCHSTONE. No, truly, unless thou wert hard... |
| 10993 | coupled to beauty is to have honey a sauce... |
| 10994 | JAQUES. [Aside] A material fool! |
| 10995 | AUDREY. Well, I am not fair; and therefore I... |
| 10996 | honest. |
| 10997 | TOUCHSTONE. Truly, and to cast away honesty ... |
| 10998 | to put good meat into an unclean dish. |
| 10999 | AUDREY. I am not a slut, though I thank the ... |
| 11000 | TOUCHSTONE. Well, praised be the gods for th... |
| 11001 | sluttishness may come hereafter. But be it... |
| 11002 | marry thee; and to that end I have been wi... |
| 11003 | the vicar of the next village, who hath pr... |
| 11004 | this place of the forest, and to couple us. |
| 11005 | JAQUES. [Aside] I would fain see this meeting. |
| 11006 | AUDREY. Well, the gods give us joy! |
| 11007 | TOUCHSTONE. Amen. A man may, if he were of a... |
| 11008 | in this attempt; for here we have no templ... |
| 11009 | assembly but horn-beasts. But what though?... |
| 11010 | odious, they are necessary. It is said: 'M... |
| 11011 | of his goods.' Right! Many a man has good ... |
| 11012 | of them. Well, that is the dowry of his wi... |
| 11013 | own getting. Horns? Even so. Poor men alon... |
| 11014 | deer hath them as huge as the rascal. Is t... |
| 11015 | blessed? No; as a wall'd town is more wort... |
| 11016 | is the forehead of a married man more hono... |
| 11017 | brow of a bachelor; and by how much defenc... |
| 11018 | skill, by so much is horn more precious th... |
| 11019 | Sir Oliver. |
| 11020 | Enter SIR OLIVER MARTEXT |
| 11021 | Sir Oliver Martext, you are well met. Will... |
| 11022 | under this tree, or shall we go with you t... |
| 11023 | MARTEXT. Is there none here to give the woman? |
| 11024 | TOUCHSTONE. I will not take her on gift of a... |
| 11025 | MARTEXT. Truly, she must be given, or the ma... |
| 11026 | JAQUES. [Discovering himself] Proceed, proce... |
| 11027 | TOUCHSTONE. Good even, good Master What-ye-c... |
| 11028 | You are very well met. Goddild you for you... |
| 11029 | very glad to see you. Even a toy in hand h... |
| 11030 | cover'd. |
| 11031 | JAQUES. Will you be married, motley? |
| 11032 | TOUCHSTONE. As the ox hath his bow, sir, the... |
| 11033 | the falcon her bells, so man hath his desi... |
| 11034 | bill, so wedlock would be nibbling. |
| 11035 | JAQUES. And will you, being a man of your br... |
| 11036 | under a bush, like a beggar? Get you to ch... |
| 11037 | priest that can tell you what marriage is;... |
| 11038 | join you together as they join wainscot; t... |
| 11039 | prove a shrunk panel, and like green timbe... |
| 11040 | TOUCHSTONE. [Aside] I am not in the mind but... |
| 11041 | married of him than of another; for he is ... |
| 11042 | well; and not being well married, it will ... |
| 11043 | hereafter to leave my wife. |
| 11044 | JAQUES. Go thou with me, and let me counsel ... |
| 11045 | TOUCHSTONE. Come, sweet Audrey; |
| 11046 | We must be married or we must live in bawdry. |
| 11047 | Farewell, good Master Oliver. Not- |
| 11048 | O sweet Oliver, |
| 11049 | O brave Oliver, |
| 11050 | Leave me not behind thee. |
| 11051 | But- |
| 11052 | Wind away, |
| 11053 | Begone, I say, |
| 11054 | I will not to wedding with thee. |
| 11055 | Exeunt JAQUES, TOUC... |
| 11056 | MARTEXT. 'Tis no matter; ne'er a fantastical... |
| 11057 | shall flout me out of my calling. ... |
| 11058 | SCENE IV. |
| 11059 | The forest |
| 11060 | Enter ROSALIND and CELIA |
| 11061 | ROSALIND. Never talk to me; I will weep. |
| 11062 | CELIA. Do, I prithee; but yet have the grace... |
| 11063 | do not become a man. |
| 11064 | ROSALIND. But have I not cause to weep? |
| 11065 | CELIA. As good cause as one would desire; th... |
| 11066 | ROSALIND. His very hair is of the dissemblin... |
| 11067 | CELIA. Something browner than Judas's. |
| 11068 | Marry, his kisses are Judas's own children. |
| 11069 | ROSALIND. I' faith, his hair is of a good co... |
| 11070 | CELIA. An excellent colour: your chestnut wa... |
| 11071 | ROSALIND. And his kissing is as full of sanc... |
| 11072 | holy bread. |
| 11073 | CELIA. He hath bought a pair of cast lips of... |
| 11074 | winter's sisterhood kisses not more religi... |
| 11075 | chastity is in them. |
| 11076 | ROSALIND. But why did he swear he would come... |
| 11077 | comes not? |
| 11078 | CELIA. Nay, certainly, there is no truth in ... |
| 11079 | ROSALIND. Do you think so? |
| 11080 | CELIA. Yes; I think he is not a pick-purse n... |
| 11081 | for his verity in love, I do think him as ... |
| 11082 | goblet or a worm-eaten nut. |
| 11083 | ROSALIND. Not true in love? |
| 11084 | CELIA. Yes, when he is in; but I think he is... |
| 11085 | ROSALIND. You have heard him swear downright... |
| 11086 | CELIA. 'Was' is not 'is'; besides, the oath ... |
| 11087 | stronger than the word of a tapster; they ... |
| 11088 | of false reckonings. He attends here in th... |
| 11089 | your father. |
| 11090 | ROSALIND. I met the Duke yesterday, and had ... |
| 11091 | He asked me of what parentage I was; I tol... |
| 11092 | he; so he laugh'd and let me go. But what ... |
| 11093 | there is such a man as Orlando? |
| 11094 | CELIA. O, that's a brave man! He writes brav... |
| 11095 | words, swears brave oaths, and breaks them... |
| 11096 | traverse, athwart the heart of his lover; ... |
| 11097 | spurs his horse but on one side, breaks hi... |
| 11098 | goose. But all's brave that youth mounts a... |
| 11099 | comes here? |
| 11100 | Enter CORIN |
| 11101 | CORIN. Mistress and master, you have oft enq... |
| 11102 | After the shepherd that complain'd of love, |
| 11103 | Who you saw sitting by me on the turf, |
| 11104 | Praising the proud disdainful shepherdess |
| 11105 | That was his mistress. |
| 11106 | CELIA. Well, and what of him? |
| 11107 | CORIN. If you will see a pageant truly play'd |
| 11108 | Between the pale complexion of true love |
| 11109 | And the red glow of scorn and proud disdain, |
| 11110 | Go hence a little, and I shall conduct you, |
| 11111 | If you will mark it. |
| 11112 | ROSALIND. O, come, let us remove! |
| 11113 | The sight of lovers feedeth those in love. |
| 11114 | Bring us to this sight, and you shall say |
| 11115 | I'll prove a busy actor in their play. ... |
| 11116 | SCENE V. |
| 11117 | Another part of the forest |
| 11118 | Enter SILVIUS and PHEBE |
| 11119 | SILVIUS. Sweet Phebe, do not scorn me; do no... |
| 11120 | Say that you love me not; but say not so |
| 11121 | In bitterness. The common executioner, |
| 11122 | Whose heart th' accustom'd sight of death ... |
| 11123 | Falls not the axe upon the humbled neck |
| 11124 | But first begs pardon. Will you sterner be |
| 11125 | Than he that dies and lives by bloody drops? |
| 11126 | Enter ROSALIND, CELIA, and CORIN, at... |
| 11127 | PHEBE. I would not be thy executioner; |
| 11128 | I fly thee, for I would not injure thee. |
| 11129 | Thou tell'st me there is murder in mine eye. |
| 11130 | 'Tis pretty, sure, and very probable, |
| 11131 | That eyes, that are the frail'st and softe... |
| 11132 | Who shut their coward gates on atomies, |
| 11133 | Should be call'd tyrants, butchers, murder... |
| 11134 | Now I do frown on thee with all my heart; |
| 11135 | And if mine eyes can wound, now let them k... |
| 11136 | Now counterfeit to swoon; why, now fall down; |
| 11137 | Or, if thou canst not, O, for shame, for s... |
| 11138 | Lie not, to say mine eyes are murderers. |
| 11139 | Now show the wound mine eye hath made in t... |
| 11140 | Scratch thee but with a pin, and there rem... |
| 11141 | Some scar of it; lean upon a rush, |
| 11142 | The cicatrice and capable impressure |
| 11143 | Thy palm some moment keeps; but now mine e... |
| 11144 | Which I have darted at thee, hurt thee not; |
| 11145 | Nor, I am sure, there is not force in eyes |
| 11146 | That can do hurt. |
| 11147 | SILVIUS. O dear Phebe, |
| 11148 | If ever- as that ever may be near- |
| 11149 | You meet in some fresh cheek the power of ... |
| 11150 | Then shall you know the wounds invisible |
| 11151 | That love's keen arrows make. |
| 11152 | PHEBE. But till that time |
| 11153 | Come not thou near me; and when that time ... |
| 11154 | Afflict me with thy mocks, pity me not; |
| 11155 | As till that time I shall not pity thee. |
| 11156 | ROSALIND. [Advancing] And why, I pray you? W... |
| 11157 | mother, |
| 11158 | That you insult, exult, and all at once, |
| 11159 | Over the wretched? What though you have no... |
| 11160 | As, by my faith, I see no more in you |
| 11161 | Than without candle may go dark to bed- |
| 11162 | Must you be therefore proud and pitiless? |
| 11163 | Why, what means this? Why do you look on me? |
| 11164 | I see no more in you than in the ordinary |
| 11165 | Of nature's sale-work. 'Od's my little life, |
| 11166 | I think she means to tangle my eyes too! |
| 11167 | No faith, proud mistress, hope not after it; |
| 11168 | 'Tis not your inky brows, your black silk ... |
| 11169 | Your bugle eyeballs, nor your cheek of cream, |
| 11170 | That can entame my spirits to your worship. |
| 11171 | You foolish shepherd, wherefore do you fol... |
| 11172 | Like foggy south, puffing with wind and rain? |
| 11173 | You are a thousand times a properer man |
| 11174 | Than she a woman. 'Tis such fools as you |
| 11175 | That makes the world full of ill-favour'd ... |
| 11176 | 'Tis not her glass, but you, that flatters... |
| 11177 | And out of you she sees herself more proper |
| 11178 | Than any of her lineaments can show her. |
| 11179 | But, mistress, know yourself. Down on your... |
| 11180 | And thank heaven, fasting, for a good man'... |
| 11181 | For I must tell you friendly in your ear: |
| 11182 | Sell when you can; you are not for all mar... |
| 11183 | Cry the man mercy, love him, take his offer; |
| 11184 | Foul is most foul, being foul to be a scof... |
| 11185 | So take her to thee, shepherd. Fare you well. |
| 11186 | PHEBE. Sweet youth, I pray you chide a year ... |
| 11187 | I had rather hear you chide than this man ... |
| 11188 | ROSALIND. He's fall'n in love with your foul... |
| 11189 | in love with my anger. If it be so, as fas... |
| 11190 | with frowning looks, I'll sauce her with b... |
| 11191 | you so upon me? |
| 11192 | PHEBE. For no ill will I bear you. |
| 11193 | ROSALIND. I pray you do not fall in love wit... |
| 11194 | For I am falser than vows made in wine; |
| 11195 | Besides, I like you not. If you will know ... |
| 11196 | 'Tis at the tuft of olives here hard by. |
| 11197 | Will you go, sister? Shepherd, ply her hard. |
| 11198 | Come, sister. Shepherdess, look on him bet... |
| 11199 | And be not proud; though all the world cou... |
| 11200 | None could be so abus'd in sight as he. |
| 11201 | Come, to our flock. Exeunt ROSALIND... |
| 11202 | PHEBE. Dead shepherd, now I find thy saw of ... |
| 11203 | 'Who ever lov'd that lov'd not at first si... |
| 11204 | SILVIUS. Sweet Phebe. |
| 11205 | PHEBE. Ha! what say'st thou, Silvius? |
| 11206 | SILVIUS. Sweet Phebe, pity me. |
| 11207 | PHEBE. Why, I arn sorry for thee, gentle Sil... |
| 11208 | SILVIUS. Wherever sorrow is, relief would be. |
| 11209 | If you do sorrow at my grief in love, |
| 11210 | By giving love, your sorrow and my grief |
| 11211 | Were both extermin'd. |
| 11212 | PHEBE. Thou hast my love; is not that neighb... |
| 11213 | SILVIUS. I would have you. |
| 11214 | PHEBE. Why, that were covetousness. |
| 11215 | Silvius, the time was that I hated thee; |
| 11216 | And yet it is not that I bear thee love; |
| 11217 | But since that thou canst talk of love so ... |
| 11218 | Thy company, which erst was irksome to me, |
| 11219 | I will endure; and I'll employ thee too. |
| 11220 | But do not look for further recompense |
| 11221 | Than thine own gladness that thou art empl... |
| 11222 | SILVIUS. So holy and so perfect is my love, |
| 11223 | And I in such a poverty of grace, |
| 11224 | That I shall think it a most plenteous crop |
| 11225 | To glean the broken ears after the man |
| 11226 | That the main harvest reaps; loose now and... |
| 11227 | A scatt'red smile, and that I'll live upon. |
| 11228 | PHEBE. Know'st thou the youth that spoke to ... |
| 11229 | SILVIUS. Not very well; but I have met him oft; |
| 11230 | And he hath bought the cottage and the bounds |
| 11231 | That the old carlot once was master of. |
| 11232 | PHEBE. Think not I love him, though I ask fo... |
| 11233 | 'Tis but a peevish boy; yet he talks well. |
| 11234 | But what care I for words? Yet words do well |
| 11235 | When he that speaks them pleases those tha... |
| 11236 | It is a pretty youth- not very pretty; |
| 11237 | But, sure, he's proud; and yet his pride b... |
| 11238 | He'll make a proper man. The best thing in... |
| 11239 | Is his complexion; and faster than his tongue |
| 11240 | Did make offence, his eye did heal it up. |
| 11241 | He is not very tall; yet for his years he'... |
| 11242 | His leg is but so-so; and yet 'tis well. |
| 11243 | There was a pretty redness in his lip, |
| 11244 | A little riper and more lusty red |
| 11245 | Than that mix'd in his cheek; 'twas just t... |
| 11246 | Betwixt the constant red and mingled damask. |
| 11247 | There be some women, Silvius, had they mar... |
| 11248 | In parcels as I did, would have gone near |
| 11249 | To fall in love with him; but, for my part, |
| 11250 | I love him not, nor hate him not; and yet |
| 11251 | I have more cause to hate him than to love... |
| 11252 | For what had he to do to chide at me? |
| 11253 | He said mine eyes were black, and my hair ... |
| 11254 | And, now I am rememb'red, scorn'd at me. |
| 11255 | I marvel why I answer'd not again; |
| 11256 | But that's all one: omittance is no quitta... |
| 11257 | I'll write to him a very taunting letter, |
| 11258 | And thou shalt bear it; wilt thou, Silvius? |
| 11259 | SILVIUS. Phebe, with all my heart. |
| 11260 | PHEBE. I'll write it straight; |
| 11261 | The matter's in my head and in my heart; |
| 11262 | I will be bitter with him and passing short. |
| 11263 | Go with me, Silvius. ... |
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| 11272 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 11273 | The forest |
| 11274 | Enter ROSALIND, CELIA, and JAQUES |
| 11275 | JAQUES. I prithee, pretty youth, let me be b... |
| 11276 | thee. |
| 11277 | ROSALIND. They say you are a melancholy fellow. |
| 11278 | JAQUES. I am so; I do love it better than la... |
| 11279 | ROSALIND. Those that are in extremity of eit... |
| 11280 | fellows, and betray themselves to every mo... |
| 11281 | drunkards. |
| 11282 | JAQUES. Why, 'tis good to be sad and say not... |
| 11283 | ROSALIND. Why then, 'tis good to be a post. |
| 11284 | JAQUES. I have neither the scholar's melanch... |
| 11285 | emulation; nor the musician's, which is fa... |
| 11286 | courtier's, which is proud; nor the soldie... |
| 11287 | ambitious; nor the lawyer's, which is poli... |
| 11288 | which is nice; nor the lover's, which is a... |
| 11289 | melancholy of mine own, compounded of many... |
| 11290 | from many objects, and, indeed, the sundry... |
| 11291 | travels; in which my often rumination wrap... |
| 11292 | sadness. |
| 11293 | ROSALIND. A traveller! By my faith, you have... |
| 11294 | sad. I fear you have sold your own lands t... |
| 11295 | to have seen much and to have nothing is t... |
| 11296 | poor hands. |
| 11297 | JAQUES. Yes, I have gain'd my experience. |
| 11298 | Enter ORLANDO |
| 11299 | ROSALIND. And your experience makes you sad.... |
| 11300 | fool to make me merry than experience to m... |
| 11301 | travel for it too. |
| 11302 | ORLANDO. Good day, and happiness, dear Rosal... |
| 11303 | JAQUES. Nay, then, God buy you, an you talk ... |
| 11304 | ROSALIND. Farewell, Monsieur Traveller; look... |
| 11305 | strange suits, disable all the benefits of... |
| 11306 | out of love with your nativity, and almost... |
| 11307 | you that countenance you are; or I will sc... |
| 11308 | swam in a gondola. [Exit JAQUES] Why, how ... |
| 11309 | have you been all this while? You a lover!... |
| 11310 | another trick, never come in my sight more. |
| 11311 | ORLANDO. My fair Rosalind, I come within an ... |
| 11312 | ROSALIND. Break an hour's promise in love! H... |
| 11313 | minute into a thousand parts, and break bu... |
| 11314 | thousand part of a minute in the affairs o... |
| 11315 | of him that Cupid hath clapp'd him o' th' ... |
| 11316 | warrant him heart-whole. |
| 11317 | ORLANDO. Pardon me, dear Rosalind. |
| 11318 | ROSALIND. Nay, an you be so tardy, come no m... |
| 11319 | as lief be woo'd of a snail. |
| 11320 | ORLANDO. Of a snail! |
| 11321 | ROSALIND. Ay, of a snail; for though he come... |
| 11322 | his house on his head- a better jointure, ... |
| 11323 | a woman; besides, he brings his destiny wi... |
| 11324 | ORLANDO. What's that? |
| 11325 | ROSALIND. Why, horns; which such as you are ... |
| 11326 | your wives for; but he comes armed in his ... |
| 11327 | the slander of his wife. |
| 11328 | ORLANDO. Virtue is no horn-maker; and my Ros... |
| 11329 | ROSALIND. And I am your Rosalind. |
| 11330 | CELIA. It pleases him to call you so; but he... |
| 11331 | better leer than you. |
| 11332 | ROSALIND. Come, woo me, woo me; for now I am... |
| 11333 | and like enough to consent. What would you... |
| 11334 | were your very very Rosalind? |
| 11335 | ORLANDO. I would kiss before I spoke. |
| 11336 | ROSALIND. Nay, you were better speak first; ... |
| 11337 | gravell'd for lack of matter, you might ta... |
| 11338 | Very good orators, when they are out, they... |
| 11339 | lovers lacking- God warn us!- matter, the ... |
| 11340 | kiss. |
| 11341 | ORLANDO. How if the kiss be denied? |
| 11342 | ROSALIND. Then she puts you to entreaty, and... |
| 11343 | matter. |
| 11344 | ORLANDO. Who could be out, being before his ... |
| 11345 | ROSALIND. Marry, that should you, if I were ... |
| 11346 | should think my honesty ranker than my wit. |
| 11347 | ORLANDO. What, of my suit? |
| 11348 | ROSALIND. Not out of your apparel, and yet o... |
| 11349 | Am not I your Rosalind? |
| 11350 | ORLANDO. I take some joy to say you are, bec... |
| 11351 | of her. |
| 11352 | ROSALIND. Well, in her person, I say I will ... |
| 11353 | ORLANDO. Then, in mine own person, I die. |
| 11354 | ROSALIND. No, faith, die by attorney. The po... |
| 11355 | thousand years old, and in all this time t... |
| 11356 | died in his own person, videlicet, in a lo... |
| 11357 | his brains dash'd out with a Grecian club;... |
| 11358 | could to die before, and he is one of the ... |
| 11359 | Leander, he would have liv'd many a fair y... |
| 11360 | turn'd nun, if it had not been for a hot m... |
| 11361 | good youth, he went but forth to wash him ... |
| 11362 | being taken with the cramp, was drown'd; a... |
| 11363 | chroniclers of that age found it was- Hero... |
| 11364 | are all lies: men have died from time to t... |
| 11365 | eaten them, but not for love. |
| 11366 | ORLANDO. I would not have my right Rosalind ... |
| 11367 | protest, her frown might kill me. |
| 11368 | ROSALIND. By this hand, it will not kill a f... |
| 11369 | will be your Rosalind in a more coming-on ... |
| 11370 | what you will, I will grant it. |
| 11371 | ORLANDO. Then love me, Rosalind. |
| 11372 | ROSALIND. Yes, faith, will I, Fridays and Sa... |
| 11373 | ORLANDO. And wilt thou have me? |
| 11374 | ROSALIND. Ay, and twenty such. |
| 11375 | ORLANDO. What sayest thou? |
| 11376 | ROSALIND. Are you not good? |
| 11377 | ORLANDO. I hope so. |
| 11378 | ROSALIND. Why then, can one desire too much ... |
| 11379 | sister, you shall be the priest, and marry... |
| 11380 | Orlando. What do you say, sister? |
| 11381 | ORLANDO. Pray thee, marry us. |
| 11382 | CELIA. I cannot say the words. |
| 11383 | ROSALIND. You must begin 'Will you, Orlando'- |
| 11384 | CELIA. Go to. Will you, Orlando, have to wif... |
| 11385 | ORLANDO. I will. |
| 11386 | ROSALIND. Ay, but when? |
| 11387 | ORLANDO. Why, now; as fast as she can marry us. |
| 11388 | ROSALIND. Then you must say 'I take thee, Ro... |
| 11389 | ORLANDO. I take thee, Rosalind, for wife. |
| 11390 | ROSALIND. I might ask you for your commissio... |
| 11391 | Orlando, for my husband. There's a girl go... |
| 11392 | and, certainly, a woman's thought runs bef... |
| 11393 | ORLANDO. So do all thoughts; they are wing'd. |
| 11394 | ROSALIND. Now tell me how long you would hav... |
| 11395 | possess'd her. |
| 11396 | ORLANDO. For ever and a day. |
| 11397 | ROSALIND. Say 'a day' without the 'ever.' No... |
| 11398 | April when they woo, December when they we... |
| 11399 | they are maids, but the sky changes when t... |
| 11400 | be more jealous of thee than a Barbary coc... |
| 11401 | more clamorous than a parrot against rain,... |
| 11402 | an ape, more giddy in my desires than a mo... |
| 11403 | nothing, like Diana in the fountain, and I... |
| 11404 | are dispos'd to be merry; I will laugh lik... |
| 11405 | thou are inclin'd to sleep. |
| 11406 | ORLANDO. But will my Rosalind do so? |
| 11407 | ROSALIND. By my life, she will do as I do. |
| 11408 | ORLANDO. O, but she is wise. |
| 11409 | ROSALIND. Or else she could not have the wit... |
| 11410 | the waywarder. Make the doors upon a woman... |
| 11411 | at the casement; shut that, and 'twill out... |
| 11412 | that, 'twill fly with the smoke out at the... |
| 11413 | ORLANDO. A man that had a wife with such a w... |
| 11414 | whither wilt?' ROSALIND. Nay, you might ke... |
| 11415 | wife's wit going to your neighbour's bed. |
| 11416 | ORLANDO. And what wit could wit have to excu... |
| 11417 | ROSALIND. Marry, to say she came to seek you... |
| 11418 | take her without her answer, unless you ta... |
| 11419 | tongue. O, that woman that cannot make her... |
| 11420 | occasion, let her never nurse her child he... |
| 11421 | breed it like a fool! |
| 11422 | ORLANDO. For these two hours, Rosalind, I wi... |
| 11423 | ROSALIND. Alas, dear love, I cannot lack the... |
| 11424 | ORLANDO. I must attend the Duke at dinner; b... |
| 11425 | with thee again. |
| 11426 | ROSALIND. Ay, go your ways, go your ways. I ... |
| 11427 | prove; my friends told me as much, and I t... |
| 11428 | flattering tongue of yours won me. 'Tis bu... |
| 11429 | so, come death! Two o'clock is your hour? |
| 11430 | ORLANDO. Ay, sweet Rosalind. |
| 11431 | ROSALIND. By my troth, and in good earnest, ... |
| 11432 | by all pretty oaths that are not dangerous... |
| 11433 | of your promise, or come one minute behind... |
| 11434 | think you the most pathetical break-promis... |
| 11435 | lover, and the most unworthy of her you ca... |
| 11436 | be chosen out of the gross band of the unf... |
| 11437 | beware my censure, and keep your promise. |
| 11438 | ORLANDO. With no less religion than if thou ... |
| 11439 | Rosalind; so, adieu. |
| 11440 | ROSALIND. Well, Time is the old justice that... |
| 11441 | offenders, and let Time try. Adieu. ... |
| 11442 | CELIA. You have simply misus'd our sex in yo... |
| 11443 | have your doublet and hose pluck'd over yo... |
| 11444 | world what the bird hath done to her own n... |
| 11445 | ROSALIND. O coz, coz, coz, my pretty little ... |
| 11446 | know how many fathom deep I am in love! Bu... |
| 11447 | my affection hath an unknown bottom, like ... |
| 11448 | CELIA. Or rather, bottomless; that as fast a... |
| 11449 | in, it runs out. |
| 11450 | ROSALIND. No; that same wicked bastard of Ve... |
| 11451 | thought, conceiv'd of spleen, and born of ... |
| 11452 | rascally boy, that abuses every one's eyes... |
| 11453 | out- let him be judge how deep I am in lov... |
| 11454 | Aliena, I cannot be out of the sight of Or... |
| 11455 | shadow, and sigh till he come. |
| 11456 | CELIA. And I'll sleep. ... |
| 11457 | SCENE II. |
| 11458 | The forest |
| 11459 | Enter JAQUES and LORDS, in the habit o... |
| 11460 | JAQUES. Which is he that killed the deer? |
| 11461 | LORD. Sir, it was I. |
| 11462 | JAQUES. Let's present him to the Duke, like ... |
| 11463 | it would do well to set the deer's horns u... |
| 11464 | branch of victory. Have you no song, fores... |
| 11465 | LORD. Yes, sir. |
| 11466 | JAQUES. Sing it; 'tis no matter how it be in... |
| 11467 | enough. |
| 11468 | SONG. |
| 11469 | What shall he have that kill'd the deer? |
| 11470 | His leather skin and horns to wear. |
| 11471 | [The rest shall ... |
| 11472 | Then sing him home. |
| 11473 | Take thou no scorn to wear the horn; |
| 11474 | It was a crest ere thou wast born. |
| 11475 | Thy father's father wore it; |
| 11476 | And thy father bore it. |
| 11477 | The horn, the horn, the lusty horn, |
| 11478 | Is not a thing to laugh to scorn. ... |
| 11479 | SCENE III. |
| 11480 | The forest |
| 11481 | Enter ROSALIND and CELIA |
| 11482 | ROSALIND. How say you now? Is it not past tw... |
| 11483 | And here much Orlando! |
| 11484 | CELIA. I warrant you, with pure love and tro... |
| 11485 | ta'en his bow and arrows, and is gone fort... |
| 11486 | comes here. |
| 11487 | Enter SILVIUS |
| 11488 | SILVIUS. My errand is to you, fair youth; |
| 11489 | My gentle Phebe did bid me give you this. |
| 11490 | I know not the contents; but, as I guess |
| 11491 | By the stern brow and waspish action |
| 11492 | Which she did use as she was writing of it, |
| 11493 | It bears an angry tenour. Pardon me, |
| 11494 | I am but as a guiltless messenger. |
| 11495 | ROSALIND. Patience herself would startle at ... |
| 11496 | And play the swaggerer. Bear this, bear all. |
| 11497 | She says I am not fair, that I lack manner... |
| 11498 | She calls me proud, and that she could not... |
| 11499 | Were man as rare as Phoenix. 'Od's my will! |
| 11500 | Her love is not the hare that I do hunt; |
| 11501 | Why writes she so to me? Well, shepherd, w... |
| 11502 | This is a letter of your own device. |
| 11503 | SILVIUS. No, I protest, I know not the conte... |
| 11504 | Phebe did write it. |
| 11505 | ROSALIND. Come, come, you are a fool, |
| 11506 | And turn'd into the extremity of love. |
| 11507 | I saw her hand; she has a leathern hand, |
| 11508 | A freestone-colour'd hand; I verily did think |
| 11509 | That her old gloves were on, but 'twas her... |
| 11510 | She has a huswife's hand- but that's no ma... |
| 11511 | I say she never did invent this letter: |
| 11512 | This is a man's invention, and his hand. |
| 11513 | SILVIUS. Sure, it is hers. |
| 11514 | ROSALIND. Why, 'tis a boisterous and a cruel... |
| 11515 | A style for challengers. Why, she defies me, |
| 11516 | Like Turk to Christian. Women's gentle brain |
| 11517 | Could not drop forth such giant-rude inven... |
| 11518 | Such Ethiope words, blacker in their effect |
| 11519 | Than in their countenance. Will you hear t... |
| 11520 | SILVIUS. So please you, for I never heard it... |
| 11521 | Yet heard too much of Phebe's cruelty. |
| 11522 | ROSALIND. She Phebes me: mark how the tyrant... |
| 11523 | ... |
| 11524 | 'Art thou god to shepherd turn'd, |
| 11525 | That a maiden's heart hath burn'd?' |
| 11526 | Can a woman rail thus? |
| 11527 | SILVIUS. Call you this railing? |
| 11528 | ROSALIND. 'Why, thy godhead laid apart, |
| 11529 | Warr'st thou with a woman's heart?' |
| 11530 | Did you ever hear such railing? |
| 11531 | 'Whiles the eye of man did woo me, |
| 11532 | That could do no vengeance to me.' |
| 11533 | Meaning me a beast. |
| 11534 | 'If the scorn of your bright eyne |
| 11535 | Have power to raise such love in m... |
| 11536 | Alack, in me what strange effect |
| 11537 | Would they work in mild aspect! |
| 11538 | Whiles you chid me, I did love; |
| 11539 | How then might your prayers move! |
| 11540 | He that brings this love to the |
| 11541 | Little knows this love in me; |
| 11542 | And by him seal up thy mind, |
| 11543 | Whether that thy youth and kind |
| 11544 | Will the faithful offer take |
| 11545 | Of me and all that I can make; |
| 11546 | Or else by him my love deny, |
| 11547 | And then I'll study how to die.' |
| 11548 | SILVIUS. Call you this chiding? |
| 11549 | CELIA. Alas, poor shepherd! |
| 11550 | ROSALIND. Do you pity him? No, he deserves n... |
| 11551 | such a woman? What, to make thee an instru... |
| 11552 | strains upon thee! Not to be endur'd! Well... |
| 11553 | for I see love hath made thee tame snake, ... |
| 11554 | that if she love me, I charge her to love ... |
| 11555 | I will never have her unless thou entreat ... |
| 11556 | true lover, hence, and not a word; for her... |
| 11557 | ... |
| 11558 | Enter OLIVER |
| 11559 | OLIVER. Good morrow, fair ones; pray you, if... |
| 11560 | Where in the purlieus of this forest stands |
| 11561 | A sheep-cote fenc'd about with olive trees? |
| 11562 | CELIA. West of this place, down in the neigh... |
| 11563 | The rank of osiers by the murmuring stream |
| 11564 | Left on your right hand brings you to the ... |
| 11565 | But at this hour the house doth keep itself; |
| 11566 | There's none within. |
| 11567 | OLIVER. If that an eye may profit by a tongue, |
| 11568 | Then should I know you by description- |
| 11569 | Such garments, and such years: 'The boy is... |
| 11570 | Of female favour, and bestows himself |
| 11571 | Like a ripe sister; the woman low, |
| 11572 | And browner than her brother.' Are not you |
| 11573 | The owner of the house I did inquire for? |
| 11574 | CELIA. It is no boast, being ask'd, to say w... |
| 11575 | OLIVER. Orlando doth commend him to you both; |
| 11576 | And to that youth he calls his Rosalind |
| 11577 | He sends this bloody napkin. Are you he? |
| 11578 | ROSALIND. I am. What must we understand by t... |
| 11579 | OLIVER. Some of my shame; if you will know o... |
| 11580 | What man I am, and how, and why, and where, |
| 11581 | This handkercher was stain'd. |
| 11582 | CELIA. I pray you, tell it. |
| 11583 | OLIVER. When last the young Orlando parted f... |
| 11584 | He left a promise to return again |
| 11585 | Within an hour; and, pacing through the fo... |
| 11586 | Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy, |
| 11587 | Lo, what befell! He threw his eye aside, |
| 11588 | And mark what object did present itself. |
| 11589 | Under an oak, whose boughs were moss'd wit... |
| 11590 | And high top bald with dry antiquity, |
| 11591 | A wretched ragged man, o'ergrown with hair, |
| 11592 | Lay sleeping on his back. About his neck |
| 11593 | A green and gilded snake had wreath'd itself, |
| 11594 | Who with her head nimble in threats approa... |
| 11595 | The opening of his mouth; but suddenly, |
| 11596 | Seeing Orlando, it unlink'd itself, |
| 11597 | And with indented glides did slip away |
| 11598 | Into a bush; under which bush's shade |
| 11599 | A lioness, with udders all drawn dry, |
| 11600 | Lay couching, head on ground, with catlike... |
| 11601 | When that the sleeping man should stir; fo... |
| 11602 | The royal disposition of that beast |
| 11603 | To prey on nothing that doth seem as dead. |
| 11604 | This seen, Orlando did approach the man, |
| 11605 | And found it was his brother, his elder br... |
| 11606 | CELIA. O, I have heard him speak of that sam... |
| 11607 | And he did render him the most unnatural |
| 11608 | That liv'd amongst men. |
| 11609 | OLIVER. And well he might so do, |
| 11610 | For well I know he was unnatural. |
| 11611 | ROSALIND. But, to Orlando: did he leave him ... |
| 11612 | Food to the suck'd and hungry lioness? |
| 11613 | OLIVER. Twice did he turn his back, and purp... |
| 11614 | But kindness, nobler ever than revenge, |
| 11615 | And nature, stronger than his just occasion, |
| 11616 | Made him give battle to the lioness, |
| 11617 | Who quickly fell before him; in which hurt... |
| 11618 | From miserable slumber I awak'd. |
| 11619 | CELIA. Are you his brother? |
| 11620 | ROSALIND. Was't you he rescu'd? |
| 11621 | CELIA. Was't you that did so oft contrive to... |
| 11622 | OLIVER. 'Twas I; but 'tis not I. I do not shame |
| 11623 | To tell you what I was, since my conversion |
| 11624 | So sweetly tastes, being the thing I am. |
| 11625 | ROSALIND. But for the bloody napkin? |
| 11626 | OLIVER. By and by. |
| 11627 | When from the first to last, betwixt us two, |
| 11628 | Tears our recountments had most kindly bat... |
| 11629 | As how I came into that desert place- |
| 11630 | In brief, he led me to the gentle Duke, |
| 11631 | Who gave me fresh array and entertainment, |
| 11632 | Committing me unto my brother's love; |
| 11633 | Who led me instantly unto his cave, |
| 11634 | There stripp'd himself, and here upon his arm |
| 11635 | The lioness had torn some flesh away, |
| 11636 | Which all this while had bled; and now he ... |
| 11637 | And cried, in fainting, upon Rosalind. |
| 11638 | Brief, I recover'd him, bound up his wound, |
| 11639 | And, after some small space, being strong ... |
| 11640 | He sent me hither, stranger as I am, |
| 11641 | To tell this story, that you might excuse |
| 11642 | His broken promise, and to give this napkin, |
| 11643 | Dy'd in his blood, unto the shepherd youth |
| 11644 | That he in sport doth call his Rosalind. |
| 11645 | ... |
| 11646 | CELIA. Why, how now, Ganymede! sweet Ganymede! |
| 11647 | OLIVER. Many will swoon when they do look on... |
| 11648 | CELIA. There is more in it. Cousin Ganymede! |
| 11649 | OLIVER. Look, he recovers. |
| 11650 | ROSALIND. I would I were at home. |
| 11651 | CELIA. We'll lead you thither. |
| 11652 | I pray you, will you take him by the arm? |
| 11653 | OLIVER. Be of good cheer, youth. You a man! |
| 11654 | You lack a man's heart. |
| 11655 | ROSALIND. I do so, I confess it. Ah, sirrah,... |
| 11656 | this was well counterfeited. I pray you te... |
| 11657 | well I counterfeited. Heigh-ho! |
| 11658 | OLIVER. This was not counterfeit; there is t... |
| 11659 | your complexion that it was a passion of e... |
| 11660 | ROSALIND. Counterfeit, I assure you. |
| 11661 | OLIVER. Well then, take a good heart and cou... |
| 11662 | ROSALIND. So I do; but, i' faith, I should h... |
| 11663 | right. |
| 11664 | CELIA. Come, you look paler and paler; pray ... |
| 11665 | Good sir, go with us. |
| 11666 | OLIVER. That will I, for I must bear answer ... |
| 11667 | How you excuse my brother, Rosalind. |
| 11668 | ROSALIND. I shall devise something; but, I p... |
| 11669 | counterfeiting to him. Will you go? ... |
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| 11678 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 11679 | The forest |
| 11680 | Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY |
| 11681 | TOUCHSTONE. We shall find a time, Audrey; pa... |
| 11682 | AUDREY. Faith, the priest was good enough, f... |
| 11683 | gentleman's saying. |
| 11684 | TOUCHSTONE. A most wicked Sir Oliver, Audrey... |
| 11685 | But, Audrey, there is a youth here in the ... |
| 11686 | you. |
| 11687 | AUDREY. Ay, I know who 'tis; he hath no inte... |
| 11688 | world; here comes the man you mean. |
| 11689 | Enter WILLIAM |
| 11690 | TOUCHSTONE. It is meat and drink to me to se... |
| 11691 | we that have good wits have much to answer... |
| 11692 | flouting; we cannot hold. |
| 11693 | WILLIAM. Good ev'n, Audrey. |
| 11694 | AUDREY. God ye good ev'n, William. |
| 11695 | WILLIAM. And good ev'n to you, sir. |
| 11696 | TOUCHSTONE. Good ev'n, gentle friend. Cover ... |
| 11697 | head; nay, prithee be cover'd. How old are... |
| 11698 | WILLIAM. Five and twenty, sir. |
| 11699 | TOUCHSTONE. A ripe age. Is thy name William? |
| 11700 | WILLIAM. William, sir. |
| 11701 | TOUCHSTONE. A fair name. Wast born i' th' fo... |
| 11702 | WILLIAM. Ay, sir, I thank God. |
| 11703 | TOUCHSTONE. 'Thank God.' A good answer. |
| 11704 | Art rich? |
| 11705 | WILLIAM. Faith, sir, so so. |
| 11706 | TOUCHSTONE. 'So so' is good, very good, very... |
| 11707 | yet it is not; it is but so so. Art thou w... |
| 11708 | WILLIAM. Ay, sir, I have a pretty wit. |
| 11709 | TOUCHSTONE. Why, thou say'st well. I do now ... |
| 11710 | fool doth think he is wise, but the wise m... |
| 11711 | a fool.' The heathen philosopher, when he ... |
| 11712 | grape, would open his lips when he put it ... |
| 11713 | thereby that grapes were made to eat and l... |
| 11714 | love this maid? |
| 11715 | WILLIAM. I do, sir. |
| 11716 | TOUCHSTONE. Give me your hand. Art thou lear... |
| 11717 | WILLIAM. No, sir. |
| 11718 | TOUCHSTONE. Then learn this of me: to have i... |
| 11719 | figure in rhetoric that drink, being pour'... |
| 11720 | glass, by filling the one doth empty the o... |
| 11721 | writers do consent that ipse is he; now, y... |
| 11722 | am he. |
| 11723 | WILLIAM. Which he, sir? |
| 11724 | TOUCHSTONE. He, sir, that must marry this wo... |
| 11725 | clown, abandon- which is in the vulgar lea... |
| 11726 | in the boorish is company- of this female-... |
| 11727 | woman- which together is: abandon the soci... |
| 11728 | clown, thou perishest; or, to thy better u... |
| 11729 | or, to wit, I kill thee, make thee away, t... |
| 11730 | death, thy liberty into bondage. I will de... |
| 11731 | or in bastinado, or in steel; I will bandy... |
| 11732 | will o'er-run thee with policy; I will kil... |
| 11733 | fifty ways; therefore tremble and depart. |
| 11734 | AUDREY. Do, good William. |
| 11735 | WILLIAM. God rest you merry, sir. ... |
| 11736 | Enter CORIN |
| 11737 | CORIN. Our master and mistress seeks you; co... |
| 11738 | TOUCHSTONE. Trip, Audrey, trip, Audrey. I at... |
| 11739 | ... |
| 11740 | SCENE II. |
| 11741 | The forest |
| 11742 | Enter ORLANDO and OLIVER |
| 11743 | ORLANDO. Is't possible that on so little acq... |
| 11744 | like her? that but seeing you should love ... |
| 11745 | and, wooing, she should grant? and will yo... |
| 11746 | her? |
| 11747 | OLIVER. Neither call the giddiness of it in ... |
| 11748 | of her, the small acquaintance, my sudden ... |
| 11749 | consenting; but say with me, I love Aliena... |
| 11750 | loves me; consent with both that we may en... |
| 11751 | shall be to your good; for my father's hou... |
| 11752 | that was old Sir Rowland's will I estate u... |
| 11753 | and die a shepherd. |
| 11754 | ORLANDO. You have my consent. Let your weddi... |
| 11755 | Thither will I invite the Duke and all's c... |
| 11756 | you and prepare Aliena; for, look you, her... |
| 11757 | Enter ROSALIND |
| 11758 | ROSALIND. God save you, brother. |
| 11759 | OLIVER. And you, fair sister. ... |
| 11760 | ROSALIND. O, my dear Orlando, how it grieves... |
| 11761 | thy heart in a scarf! |
| 11762 | ORLANDO. It is my arm. |
| 11763 | ROSALIND. I thought thy heart had been wound... |
| 11764 | lion. |
| 11765 | ORLANDO. Wounded it is, but with the eyes of... |
| 11766 | ROSALIND. Did your brother tell you how I co... |
| 11767 | when he show'd me your handkercher? |
| 11768 | ORLANDO. Ay, and greater wonders than that. |
| 11769 | ROSALIND. O, I know where you are. Nay, 'tis... |
| 11770 | any thing so sudden but the fight of two r... |
| 11771 | thrasonical brag of 'I came, saw, and over... |
| 11772 | and my sister no sooner met but they look'... |
| 11773 | they lov'd; no sooner lov'd but they sigh'... |
| 11774 | they ask'd one another the reason; no soon... |
| 11775 | they sought the remedy- and in these degre... |
| 11776 | of stairs to marriage, which they will cli... |
| 11777 | be incontinent before marriage. They are i... |
| 11778 | love, and they will together. Clubs cannot... |
| 11779 | ORLANDO. They shall be married to-morrow; an... |
| 11780 | to the nuptial. But, O, how bitter a thing... |
| 11781 | happiness through another man's eyes! By s... |
| 11782 | to-morrow be at the height of heart-heavin... |
| 11783 | shall think my brother happy in having wha... |
| 11784 | ROSALIND. Why, then, to-morrow I cannot serv... |
| 11785 | Rosalind? |
| 11786 | ORLANDO. I can live no longer by thinking. |
| 11787 | ROSALIND. I will weary you, then, no longer ... |
| 11788 | of me then- for now I speak to some purpos... |
| 11789 | a gentleman of good conceit. I speak not t... |
| 11790 | bear a good opinion of my knowledge, insom... |
| 11791 | are; neither do I labour for a greater est... |
| 11792 | little measure draw a belief from you, to ... |
| 11793 | not to grace me. Believe then, if you plea... |
| 11794 | strange things. I have, since I was three ... |
| 11795 | with a magician, most profound in his art ... |
| 11796 | If you do love Rosalind so near the heart ... |
| 11797 | it out, when your brother marries Aliena s... |
| 11798 | know into what straits of fortune she is d... |
| 11799 | impossible to me, if it appear not inconve... |
| 11800 | her before your eyes to-morrow, human as s... |
| 11801 | danger. |
| 11802 | ORLANDO. Speak'st thou in sober meanings? |
| 11803 | ROSALIND. By my life, I do; which I tender d... |
| 11804 | am a magician. Therefore put you in your b... |
| 11805 | friends; for if you will be married to-mor... |
| 11806 | Rosalind, if you will. |
| 11807 | Enter SILVIUS and PHEBE |
| 11808 | Look, here comes a lover of mine, and a lo... |
| 11809 | PHEBE. Youth, you have done me much ungentle... |
| 11810 | To show the letter that I writ to you. |
| 11811 | ROSALIND. I care not if I have. It is my study |
| 11812 | To seem despiteful and ungentle to you. |
| 11813 | You are there follow'd by a faithful sheph... |
| 11814 | Look upon him, love him; he worships you. |
| 11815 | PHEBE. Good shepherd, tell this youth what '... |
| 11816 | SILVIUS. It is to be all made of sighs and t... |
| 11817 | And so am I for Phebe. |
| 11818 | PHEBE. And I for Ganymede. |
| 11819 | ORLANDO. And I for Rosalind. |
| 11820 | ROSALIND. And I for no woman. |
| 11821 | SILVIUS. It is to be all made of faith and s... |
| 11822 | And so am I for Phebe. |
| 11823 | PHEBE. And I for Ganymede. |
| 11824 | ORLANDO. And I for Rosalind. |
| 11825 | ROSALIND. And I for no woman. |
| 11826 | SILVIUS. It is to be all made of fantasy, |
| 11827 | All made of passion, and all made of wishes; |
| 11828 | All adoration, duty, and observance, |
| 11829 | All humbleness, all patience, and impatience, |
| 11830 | All purity, all trial, all obedience; |
| 11831 | And so am I for Phebe. |
| 11832 | PHEBE. And so am I for Ganymede. |
| 11833 | ORLANDO. And so am I for Rosalind. |
| 11834 | ROSALIND. And so am I for no woman. |
| 11835 | PHEBE. If this be so, why blame you me to lo... |
| 11836 | SILVIUS. If this be so, why blame you me to ... |
| 11837 | ORLANDO. If this be so, why blame you me to ... |
| 11838 | ROSALIND. Why do you speak too, 'Why blame y... |
| 11839 | ORLANDO. To her that is not here, nor doth n... |
| 11840 | ROSALIND. Pray you, no more of this; 'tis li... |
| 11841 | wolves against the moon. [To SILVIUS] I wi... |
| 11842 | [To PHEBE] I would love you if I could.- T... |
| 11843 | together. [ To PHEBE ] I will marry you if... |
| 11844 | and I'll be married to-morrow. [To ORLANDO... |
| 11845 | ever I satisfied man, and you shall be mar... |
| 11846 | Silvius] I will content you if what please... |
| 11847 | you shall be married to-morrow. [To ORLAND... |
| 11848 | Rosalind, meet. [To SILVIUS] As you love P... |
| 11849 | love no woman, I'll meet. So, fare you wel... |
| 11850 | commands. |
| 11851 | SILVIUS. I'll not fail, if I live. |
| 11852 | PHEBE. Nor I. |
| 11853 | ORLANDO. Nor I. ... |
| 11854 | SCENE III. |
| 11855 | The forest |
| 11856 | Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY |
| 11857 | TOUCHSTONE. To-morrow is the joyful day, Aud... |
| 11858 | be married. |
| 11859 | AUDREY. I do desire it with all my heart; an... |
| 11860 | dishonest desire to desire to be a woman o... |
| 11861 | two of the banish'd Duke's pages. |
| 11862 | Enter two PAGES |
| 11863 | FIRST PAGE. Well met, honest gentleman. |
| 11864 | TOUCHSTONE. By my troth, well met. Come sit,... |
| 11865 | SECOND PAGE. We are for you; sit i' th' middle. |
| 11866 | FIRST PAGE. Shall we clap into't roundly, wi... |
| 11867 | spitting, or saying we are hoarse, which a... |
| 11868 | to a bad voice? |
| 11869 | SECOND PAGE. I'faith, i'faith; and both in a... |
| 11870 | on a horse. |
| 11871 | SONG. |
| 11872 | It was a lover and his lass, |
| 11873 | With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, |
| 11874 | That o'er the green corn-field did pass |
| 11875 | In the spring time, the only pretty ... |
| 11876 | When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, d... |
| 11877 | Sweet lovers love the spring. |
| 11878 | Between the acres of the rye, |
| 11879 | With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, |
| 11880 | These pretty country folks would lie, |
| 11881 | In the spring time, &c. |
| 11882 | This carol they began that hour, |
| 11883 | With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, |
| 11884 | How that a life was but a flower, |
| 11885 | In the spring time, &c. |
| 11886 | And therefore take the present time, |
| 11887 | With a hey, and a ho, and a hey noni... |
| 11888 | For love is crowned with the prime, |
| 11889 | In the spring time, &c. |
| 11890 | TOUCHSTONE. Truly, young gentlemen, though t... |
| 11891 | matter in the ditty, yet the note was very... |
| 11892 | FIRST PAGE. YOU are deceiv'd, sir; we kept t... |
| 11893 | time. |
| 11894 | TOUCHSTONE. By my troth, yes; I count it but... |
| 11895 | a foolish song. God buy you; and God mend ... |
| 11896 | Audrey. ... |
| 11897 | SCENE IV. |
| 11898 | The forest |
| 11899 | Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, JAQUES, ORLANDO, OL... |
| 11900 | DUKE SENIOR. Dost thou believe, Orlando, tha... |
| 11901 | Can do all this that he hath promised? |
| 11902 | ORLANDO. I sometimes do believe and sometime... |
| 11903 | As those that fear they hope, and know the... |
| 11904 | Enter ROSALIND, SILVIUS, and PHEBE |
| 11905 | ROSALIND. Patience once more, whiles our com... |
| 11906 | You say, if I bring in your Rosalind, |
| 11907 | You will bestow her on Orlando here? |
| 11908 | DUKE SENIOR. That would I, had I kingdoms to... |
| 11909 | ROSALIND. And you say you will have her when... |
| 11910 | ORLANDO. That would I, were I of all kingdom... |
| 11911 | ROSALIND. You say you'll marry me, if I be w... |
| 11912 | PHEBE. That will I, should I die the hour af... |
| 11913 | ROSALIND. But if you do refuse to marry me, |
| 11914 | You'll give yourself to this most faithful... |
| 11915 | PHEBE. So is the bargain. |
| 11916 | ROSALIND. You say that you'll have Phebe, if... |
| 11917 | SILVIUS. Though to have her and death were b... |
| 11918 | ROSALIND. I have promis'd to make all this m... |
| 11919 | Keep you your word, O Duke, to give your d... |
| 11920 | You yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter; |
| 11921 | Keep your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me, |
| 11922 | Or else, refusing me, to wed this shepherd; |
| 11923 | Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll marry... |
| 11924 | If she refuse me; and from hence I go, |
| 11925 | To make these doubts all even. |
| 11926 | Exeunt ... |
| 11927 | DUKE SENIOR. I do remember in this shepherd boy |
| 11928 | Some lively touches of my daughter's favour. |
| 11929 | ORLANDO. My lord, the first time that I ever... |
| 11930 | Methought he was a brother to your daughter. |
| 11931 | But, my good lord, this boy is forest-born, |
| 11932 | And hath been tutor'd in the rudiments |
| 11933 | Of many desperate studies by his uncle, |
| 11934 | Whom he reports to be a great magician, |
| 11935 | Obscured in the circle of this forest. |
| 11936 | Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY |
| 11937 | JAQUES. There is, sure, another flood toward... |
| 11938 | coming to the ark. Here comes a pair of ve... |
| 11939 | in all tongues are call'd fools. |
| 11940 | TOUCHSTONE. Salutation and greeting to you all! |
| 11941 | JAQUES. Good my lord, bid him welcome. This ... |
| 11942 | gentleman that I have so often met in the ... |
| 11943 | courtier, he swears. |
| 11944 | TOUCHSTONE. If any man doubt that, let him p... |
| 11945 | I have trod a measure; I have flatt'red a ... |
| 11946 | politic with my friend, smooth with mine e... |
| 11947 | three tailors; I have had four quarrels, a... |
| 11948 | one. |
| 11949 | JAQUES. And how was that ta'en up? |
| 11950 | TOUCHSTONE. Faith, we met, and found the qua... |
| 11951 | seventh cause. |
| 11952 | JAQUES. How seventh cause? Good my lord, lik... |
| 11953 | DUKE SENIOR. I like him very well. |
| 11954 | TOUCHSTONE. God 'ild you, sir; I desire you ... |
| 11955 | here, sir, amongst the rest of the country... |
| 11956 | and to forswear, according as marriage bin... |
| 11957 | poor virgin, sir, an ill-favour'd thing, s... |
| 11958 | poor humour of mine, sir, to take that tha... |
| 11959 | honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a poo... |
| 11960 | in your foul oyster. |
| 11961 | DUKE SENIOR. By my faith, he is very swift a... |
| 11962 | TOUCHSTONE. According to the fool's bolt, si... |
| 11963 | diseases. |
| 11964 | JAQUES. But, for the seventh cause: how did ... |
| 11965 | the seventh cause? |
| 11966 | TOUCHSTONE. Upon a lie seven times removed- ... |
| 11967 | seeming, Audrey- as thus, sir. I did disli... |
| 11968 | courtier's beard; he sent me word, if I sa... |
| 11969 | cut well, he was in the mind it was. This ... |
| 11970 | Courteous. If I sent him word again it was... |
| 11971 | send me word he cut it to please himself. ... |
| 11972 | Modest. If again it was not well cut, he d... |
| 11973 | This is call'd the Reply Churlish. If agai... |
| 11974 | he would answer I spake not true. This is ... |
| 11975 | Valiant. If again it was not well cut, he ... |
| 11976 | is call'd the Countercheck Quarrelsome. An... |
| 11977 | Circumstantial and the Lie Direct. |
| 11978 | JAQUES. And how oft did you say his beard wa... |
| 11979 | TOUCHSTONE. I durst go no further than the L... |
| 11980 | he durst not give me the Lie Direct; and s... |
| 11981 | and parted. |
| 11982 | JAQUES. Can you nominate in order now the de... |
| 11983 | TOUCHSTONE. O, sir, we quarrel in print by t... |
| 11984 | books for good manners. I will name you th... |
| 11985 | the Retort Courteous; the second, the Quip... |
| 11986 | Reply Churlish; the fourth, the Reproof Va... |
| 11987 | Countercheck Quarrelsome; the sixth, the L... |
| 11988 | the seventh, the Lie Direct. All these you... |
| 11989 | Direct; and you may avoid that too with an... |
| 11990 | justices could not take up a quarrel; but ... |
| 11991 | met themselves, one of them thought but of... |
| 11992 | said so, then I said so.' And they shook h... |
| 11993 | brothers. Your If is the only peace-maker;... |
| 11994 | JAQUES. Is not this a rare fellow, my lord? |
| 11995 | He's as good at any thing, and yet a fool. |
| 11996 | DUKE SENIOR. He uses his folly like a stalki... |
| 11997 | presentation of that he shoots his wit: |
| 11998 | Enter HYMEN, ROSALIND, and CELIA. St... |
| 11999 | HYMEN. Then is there mirth in heaven, |
| 12000 | When earthly things made even |
| 12001 | Atone together. |
| 12002 | Good Duke, receive thy daughter; |
| 12003 | Hymen from heaven brought her, |
| 12004 | Yea, brought her hither, |
| 12005 | That thou mightst join her hand ... |
| 12006 | Whose heart within his bosom is. |
| 12007 | ROSALIND. [To DUKE] To you I give myself, fo... |
| 12008 | [To ORLANDO] To you I give myself, for I a... |
| 12009 | DUKE SENIOR. If there be truth in sight, you... |
| 12010 | ORLANDO. If there be truth in sight, you are... |
| 12011 | PHEBE. If sight and shape be true, |
| 12012 | Why then, my love adieu! |
| 12013 | ROSALIND. I'll have no father, if you be not... |
| 12014 | I'll have no husband, if you be not he; |
| 12015 | Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she. |
| 12016 | HYMEN. Peace, ho! I bar confusion; |
| 12017 | 'Tis I must make conclusion |
| 12018 | Of these most strange events. |
| 12019 | Here's eight that must take hands |
| 12020 | To join in Hymen's bands, |
| 12021 | If truth holds true contents. |
| 12022 | You and you no cross shall part; |
| 12023 | You and you are heart in heart; |
| 12024 | You to his love must accord, |
| 12025 | Or have a woman to your lord; |
| 12026 | You and you are sure together, |
| 12027 | As the winter to foul weather. |
| 12028 | Whiles a wedlock-hymn we sing, |
| 12029 | Feed yourselves with questioning, |
| 12030 | That reason wonder may diminish, |
| 12031 | How thus we met, and these things ... |
| 12032 | SONG |
| 12033 | Wedding is great Juno's crown; |
| 12034 | O blessed bond of board and bed! |
| 12035 | 'Tis Hymen peoples every town; |
| 12036 | High wedlock then be honoured. |
| 12037 | Honour, high honour, and renown, |
| 12038 | To Hymen, god of every town! |
| 12039 | DUKE SENIOR. O my dear niece, welcome thou a... |
| 12040 | Even daughter, welcome in no less degree. |
| 12041 | PHEBE. I will not eat my word, now thou art ... |
| 12042 | Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine. |
| 12043 | Enter JAQUES de BOYS |
| 12044 | JAQUES de BOYS. Let me have audience for a w... |
| 12045 | I am the second son of old Sir Rowland, |
| 12046 | That bring these tidings to this fair asse... |
| 12047 | Duke Frederick, hearing how that every day |
| 12048 | Men of great worth resorted to this forest, |
| 12049 | Address'd a mighty power; which were on foot, |
| 12050 | In his own conduct, purposely to take |
| 12051 | His brother here, and put him to the sword; |
| 12052 | And to the skirts of this wild wood he came, |
| 12053 | Where, meeting with an old religious man, |
| 12054 | After some question with him, was converted |
| 12055 | Both from his enterprise and from the world; |
| 12056 | His crown bequeathing to his banish'd brot... |
| 12057 | And all their lands restor'd to them again |
| 12058 | That were with him exil'd. This to be true |
| 12059 | I do engage my life. |
| 12060 | DUKE SENIOR. Welcome, young man. |
| 12061 | Thou offer'st fairly to thy brothers' wedd... |
| 12062 | To one, his lands withheld; and to the other, |
| 12063 | A land itself at large, a potent dukedom. |
| 12064 | First, in this forest let us do those ends |
| 12065 | That here were well begun and well begot; |
| 12066 | And after, every of this happy number, |
| 12067 | That have endur'd shrewd days and nights w... |
| 12068 | Shall share the good of our returned fortune, |
| 12069 | According to the measure of their states. |
| 12070 | Meantime, forget this new-fall'n dignity, |
| 12071 | And fall into our rustic revelry. |
| 12072 | Play, music; and you brides and bridegroom... |
| 12073 | With measure heap'd in joy, to th' measure... |
| 12074 | JAQUES. Sir, by your patience. If I heard yo... |
| 12075 | The Duke hath put on a religious life, |
| 12076 | And thrown into neglect the pompous court. |
| 12077 | JAQUES DE BOYS. He hath. |
| 12078 | JAQUES. To him will I. Out of these convertites |
| 12079 | There is much matter to be heard and learn'd. |
| 12080 | [To DUKE] You to your former honour I bequ... |
| 12081 | Your patience and your virtue well deserve... |
| 12082 | [To ORLANDO] You to a love that your true ... |
| 12083 | [To OLIVER] You to your land, and love, an... |
| 12084 | [To SILVIUS] You to a long and well-deserv... |
| 12085 | [To TOUCHSTONE] And you to wrangling; for ... |
| 12086 | Is but for two months victuall'd.- So to y... |
| 12087 | I am for other than for dancing measures. |
| 12088 | DUKE SENIOR. Stay, Jaques, stay. |
| 12089 | JAQUES. To see no pastime I. What you would ... |
| 12090 | I'll stay to know at your abandon'd cave. ... |
| 12091 | DUKE SENIOR. Proceed, proceed. We will begin... |
| 12092 | As we do trust they'll end, in true deligh... |
| 12093 | EPILOGUE |
| 12094 | EPILOGUE. |
| 12095 | ROSALIND. It is not the fashion to see the l... |
| 12096 | it is no more unhandsome than to see the l... |
| 12097 | be true that good wine needs no bush, 'tis... |
| 12098 | needs no epilogue. Yet to good wine they d... |
| 12099 | good plays prove the better by the help of... |
| 12100 | case am I in then, that am neither a good ... |
| 12101 | insinuate with you in the behalf of a good... |
| 12102 | furnish'd like a beggar; therefore to beg ... |
| 12103 | way is to conjure you; and I'll begin with... |
| 12104 | you, O women, for the love you bear to men... |
| 12105 | this play as please you; and I charge you,... |
| 12106 | you bear to women- as I perceive by your s... |
| 12107 | hates them- that between you and the women... |
| 12108 | If I were a woman, I would kiss as many of... |
| 12109 | pleas'd me, complexions that lik'd me, and... |
| 12110 | not; and, I am sure, as many as have good ... |
| 12111 | or sweet breaths, will, for my kind offer,... |
| 12112 | bid me farewell. |
| 12113 | THE END |
| 12114 | 1593 |
| 12115 | THE COMEDY OF ERRORS |
| 12116 | by William Shakespeare |
| 12117 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 12118 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
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| 12125 | DRAMATIS PERSONAE |
| 12126 | SOLINUS, Duke of Ephesus |
| 12127 | AEGEON, a merchant of Syracuse |
| 12128 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS twin brothers and sons to |
| 12129 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE Aegion and Aemelia |
| 12130 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS twin brothers, and attendant... |
| 12131 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE the two Antipholuses |
| 12132 | BALTHAZAR, a merchant |
| 12133 | ANGELO, a goldsmith |
| 12134 | FIRST MERCHANT, friend to Antipholus of Syracuse |
| 12135 | SECOND MERCHANT, to whom Angelo is a debtor |
| 12136 | PINCH, a schoolmaster |
| 12137 | AEMILIA, wife to AEgeon; an abbess at Ephesus |
| 12138 | ADRIANA, wife to Antipholus of Ephesus |
| 12139 | LUCIANA, her sister |
| 12140 | LUCE, servant to Adriana |
| 12141 | A COURTEZAN |
| 12142 | Gaoler, Officers, Attendants |
| 12143 | SCENE: |
| 12144 | Ephesus |
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| 12146 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
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| 12148 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 12149 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
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| 12153 | THE COMEDY OF ERRORS |
| 12154 | ACT I. SCENE 1 |
| 12155 | A hall in the DUKE'S palace |
| 12156 | Enter the DUKE OF EPHESUS, AEGEON, the Merchant |
| 12157 | of Syracuse, GAOLER, OFFICERS, and other ATTEN... |
| 12158 | AEGEON. Proceed, Solinus, to procure my fall, |
| 12159 | And by the doom of death end woes and all. |
| 12160 | DUKE. Merchant of Syracuse, plead no more; |
| 12161 | I am not partial to infringe our laws. |
| 12162 | The enmity and discord which of late |
| 12163 | Sprung from the rancorous outrage of your duke |
| 12164 | To merchants, our well-dealing countrymen, |
| 12165 | Who, wanting guilders to redeem their lives, |
| 12166 | Have seal'd his rigorous statutes with their... |
| 12167 | Excludes all pity from our threat'ning looks. |
| 12168 | For, since the mortal and intestine jars |
| 12169 | 'Twixt thy seditious countrymen and us, |
| 12170 | It hath in solemn synods been decreed, |
| 12171 | Both by the Syracusians and ourselves, |
| 12172 | To admit no traffic to our adverse towns; |
| 12173 | Nay, more: if any born at Ephesus |
| 12174 | Be seen at any Syracusian marts and fairs; |
| 12175 | Again, if any Syracusian born |
| 12176 | Come to the bay of Ephesus-he dies, |
| 12177 | His goods confiscate to the Duke's dispose, |
| 12178 | Unless a thousand marks be levied, |
| 12179 | To quit the penalty and to ransom him. |
| 12180 | Thy substance, valued at the highest rate, |
| 12181 | Cannot amount unto a hundred marks; |
| 12182 | Therefore by law thou art condemn'd to die. |
| 12183 | AEGEON. Yet this my comfort: when your words a... |
| 12184 | My woes end likewise with the evening sun. |
| 12185 | DUKE. Well, Syracusian, say in brief the cause |
| 12186 | Why thou departed'st from thy native home, |
| 12187 | And for what cause thou cam'st to Ephesus. |
| 12188 | AEGEON. A heavier task could not have been imp... |
| 12189 | Than I to speak my griefs unspeakable; |
| 12190 | Yet, that the world may witness that my end |
| 12191 | Was wrought by nature, not by vile offence, |
| 12192 | I'll utter what my sorrow gives me leave. |
| 12193 | In Syracuse was I born, and wed |
| 12194 | Unto a woman, happy but for me, |
| 12195 | And by me, had not our hap been bad. |
| 12196 | With her I liv'd in joy; our wealth increas'd |
| 12197 | By prosperous voyages I often made |
| 12198 | To Epidamnum; till my factor's death, |
| 12199 | And the great care of goods at random left, |
| 12200 | Drew me from kind embracements of my spouse: |
| 12201 | From whom my absence was not six months old, |
| 12202 | Before herself, almost at fainting under |
| 12203 | The pleasing punishment that women bear, |
| 12204 | Had made provision for her following me, |
| 12205 | And soon and safe arrived where I was. |
| 12206 | There had she not been long but she became |
| 12207 | A joyful mother of two goodly sons; |
| 12208 | And, which was strange, the one so like the ... |
| 12209 | As could not be disdnguish'd but by names. |
| 12210 | That very hour, and in the self-same inn, |
| 12211 | A mean woman was delivered |
| 12212 | Of such a burden, male twins, both alike. |
| 12213 | Those, for their parents were exceeding poor, |
| 12214 | I bought, and brought up to attend my sons. |
| 12215 | My wife, not meanly proud of two such boys, |
| 12216 | Made daily motions for our home return; |
| 12217 | Unwilling, I agreed. Alas! too soon |
| 12218 | We came aboard. |
| 12219 | A league from Epidamnum had we sail'd |
| 12220 | Before the always-wind-obeying deep |
| 12221 | Gave any tragic instance of our harm: |
| 12222 | But longer did we not retain much hope, |
| 12223 | For what obscured light the heavens did grant |
| 12224 | Did but convey unto our fearful minds |
| 12225 | A doubtful warrant of immediate death; |
| 12226 | Which though myself would gladly have embrac'd, |
| 12227 | Yet the incessant weepings of my wife, |
| 12228 | Weeping before for what she saw must come, |
| 12229 | And piteous plainings of the pretty babes, |
| 12230 | That mourn'd for fashion, ignorant what to f... |
| 12231 | Forc'd me to seek delays for them and me. |
| 12232 | And this it was, for other means was none: |
| 12233 | The sailors sought for safety by our boat, |
| 12234 | And left the ship, then sinking-ripe, to us; |
| 12235 | My wife, more careful for the latter-born, |
| 12236 | Had fast'ned him unto a small spare mast, |
| 12237 | Such as sea-faring men provide for storms; |
| 12238 | To him one of the other twins was bound, |
| 12239 | Whilst I had been like heedful of the other. |
| 12240 | The children thus dispos'd, my wife and I, |
| 12241 | Fixing our eyes on whom our care was fix'd, |
| 12242 | Fast'ned ourselves at either end the mast, |
| 12243 | And, floating straight, obedient to the stream, |
| 12244 | Was carried towards Corinth, as we thought. |
| 12245 | At length the sun, gazing upon the earth, |
| 12246 | Dispers'd those vapours that offended us; |
| 12247 | And, by the benefit of his wished light, |
| 12248 | The seas wax'd calm, and we discovered |
| 12249 | Two ships from far making amain to us- |
| 12250 | Of Corinth that, of Epidaurus this. |
| 12251 | But ere they came-O, let me say no more! |
| 12252 | Gather the sequel by that went before. |
| 12253 | DUKE. Nay, forward, old man, do not break off so; |
| 12254 | For we may pity, though not pardon thee. |
| 12255 | AEGEON. O, had the gods done so, I had not now |
| 12256 | Worthily term'd them merciless to us! |
| 12257 | For, ere the ships could meet by twice five ... |
| 12258 | We were encount'red by a mighty rock, |
| 12259 | Which being violently borne upon, |
| 12260 | Our helpful ship was splitted in the midst; |
| 12261 | So that, in this unjust divorce of us, |
| 12262 | Fortune had left to both of us alike |
| 12263 | What to delight in, what to sorrow for. |
| 12264 | Her part, poor soul, seeming as burdened |
| 12265 | With lesser weight, but not with lesser woe, |
| 12266 | Was carried with more speed before the wind; |
| 12267 | And in our sight they three were taken up |
| 12268 | By fishermen of Corinth, as we thought. |
| 12269 | At length another ship had seiz'd on us; |
| 12270 | And, knowing whom it was their hap to save, |
| 12271 | Gave healthful welcome to their ship-wreck'd... |
| 12272 | And would have reft the fishers of their prey, |
| 12273 | Had not their bark been very slow of sail; |
| 12274 | And therefore homeward did they bend their c... |
| 12275 | Thus have you heard me sever'd from my bliss, |
| 12276 | That by misfortunes was my life prolong'd, |
| 12277 | To tell sad stories of my own mishaps. |
| 12278 | DUKE. And, for the sake of them thou sorrowest... |
| 12279 | Do me the favour to dilate at full |
| 12280 | What have befall'n of them and thee till now. |
| 12281 | AEGEON. My youngest boy, and yet my eldest care, |
| 12282 | At eighteen years became inquisitive |
| 12283 | After his brother, and importun'd me |
| 12284 | That his attendant-so his case was like, |
| 12285 | Reft of his brother, but retain'd his name- |
| 12286 | Might bear him company in the quest of him; |
| 12287 | Whom whilst I laboured of a love to see, |
| 12288 | I hazarded the loss of whom I lov'd. |
| 12289 | Five summers have I spent in farthest Greece, |
| 12290 | Roaming clean through the bounds of Asia, |
| 12291 | And, coasting homeward, came to Ephesus; |
| 12292 | Hopeless to find, yet loath to leave unsought |
| 12293 | Or that or any place that harbours men. |
| 12294 | But here must end the story of my life; |
| 12295 | And happy were I in my timely death, |
| 12296 | Could all my travels warrant me they live. |
| 12297 | DUKE. Hapless, Aegeon, whom the fates have mark'd |
| 12298 | To bear the extremity of dire mishap! |
| 12299 | Now, trust me, were it not against our laws, |
| 12300 | Against my crown, my oath, my dignity, |
| 12301 | Which princes, would they, may not disannul, |
| 12302 | My soul should sue as advocate for thee. |
| 12303 | But though thou art adjudged to the death, |
| 12304 | And passed sentence may not be recall'd |
| 12305 | But to our honour's great disparagement, |
| 12306 | Yet will I favour thee in what I can. |
| 12307 | Therefore, merchant, I'll limit thee this day |
| 12308 | To seek thy help by beneficial hap. |
| 12309 | Try all the friends thou hast in Ephesus; |
| 12310 | Beg thou, or borrow, to make up the sum, |
| 12311 | And live; if no, then thou art doom'd to die. |
| 12312 | Gaoler, take him to thy custody. |
| 12313 | GAOLER. I will, my lord. |
| 12314 | AEGEON. Hopeless and helpless doth Aegeon wend, |
| 12315 | But to procrastinate his lifeless end. |
| 12316 | <Exeunt |
| 12317 | SCENE 2 |
| 12318 | The mart |
| 12319 | Enter ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE, DROMIO OF SYRACU... |
| 12320 | FIRST MERCHANT. Therefore, give out you are of... |
| 12321 | Lest that your goods too soon be confiscate. |
| 12322 | This very day a Syracusian merchant |
| 12323 | Is apprehended for arrival here; |
| 12324 | And, not being able to buy out his life, |
| 12325 | According to the statute of the town, |
| 12326 | Dies ere the weary sun set in the west. |
| 12327 | There is your money that I had to keep. |
| 12328 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Go bear it to the Cent... |
| 12329 | And stay there, Dromio, till I come to thee. |
| 12330 | Within this hour it will be dinner-time; |
| 12331 | Till that, I'll view the manners of the town, |
| 12332 | Peruse the traders, gaze upon the buildings, |
| 12333 | And then return and sleep within mine inn; |
| 12334 | For with long travel I am stiff and weary. |
| 12335 | Get thee away. |
| 12336 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Many a man would take you ... |
| 12337 | And go indeed, having so good a mean. |
| 12338 | <Exit |
| 12339 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. A trusty villain, sir,... |
| 12340 | When I am dull with care and melancholy, |
| 12341 | Lightens my humour with his merry jests. |
| 12342 | What, will you walk with me about the town, |
| 12343 | And then go to my inn and dine with me? |
| 12344 | FIRST MERCHANT. I am invited, sir, to certain ... |
| 12345 | Of whom I hope to make much benefit; |
| 12346 | I crave your pardon. Soon at five o'clock, |
| 12347 | Please you, I'll meet with you upon the mart, |
| 12348 | And afterward consort you till bed time. |
| 12349 | My present business calls me from you now. |
| 12350 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Farewell till then. I ... |
| 12351 | And wander up and down to view the city. |
| 12352 | FIRST MERCHANT. Sir, I commend you to your own... |
| 12353 | <Exit FIRST MERCHANT |
| 12354 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. He that commends me to... |
| 12355 | Commends me to the thing I cannot get. |
| 12356 | I to the world am like a drop of water |
| 12357 | That in the ocean seeks another drop, |
| 12358 | Who, falling there to find his fellow forth, |
| 12359 | Unseen, inquisitive, confounds himself. |
| 12360 | So I, to find a mother and a brother, |
| 12361 | In quest of them, unhappy, lose myself. |
| 12362 | Enter DROMIO OF EPHESUS |
| 12363 | Here comes the almanac of my true date. |
| 12364 | What now? How chance thou art return'd so soon? |
| 12365 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Return'd so soon! rather ap... |
| 12366 | The capon burns, the pig falls from the spit; |
| 12367 | The clock hath strucken twelve upon the bell- |
| 12368 | My mistress made it one upon my cheek; |
| 12369 | She is so hot because the meat is cold, |
| 12370 | The meat is cold because you come not home, |
| 12371 | You come not home because you have no stomach, |
| 12372 | You have no stomach, having broke your fast; |
| 12373 | But we, that know what 'tis to fast and pray, |
| 12374 | Are penitent for your default to-day. |
| 12375 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Stop in your wind, sir... |
| 12376 | Where have you left the money that I gave you? |
| 12377 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. O-Sixpence that I had a Wed... |
| 12378 | To pay the saddler for my mistress' crupper? |
| 12379 | The saddler had it, sir; I kept it not. |
| 12380 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. I am not in a sportive... |
| 12381 | Tell me, and dally not, where is the money? |
| 12382 | We being strangers here, how dar'st thou trust |
| 12383 | So great a charge from thine own custody? |
| 12384 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. I pray you jest, sir, as yo... |
| 12385 | I from my mistress come to you in post; |
| 12386 | If I return, I shall be post indeed, |
| 12387 | For she will score your fault upon my pate. |
| 12388 | Methinks your maw, like mine, should be your... |
| 12389 | And strike you home without a messenger. |
| 12390 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Come, Dromio, come, th... |
| 12391 | Reserve them till a merrier hour than this. |
| 12392 | Where is the gold I gave in charge to thee? |
| 12393 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. To me, sir? Why, you gave n... |
| 12394 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Come on, sir knave, ... |
| 12395 | And tell me how thou hast dispos'd thy charge. |
| 12396 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. My charge was but to fetch ... |
| 12397 | Home to your house, the Phoenix, sir, to din... |
| 12398 | My mistress and her sister stays for you. |
| 12399 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Now, as I am a Christi... |
| 12400 | In what safe place you have bestow'd my money, |
| 12401 | Or I shall break that merry sconce of yours, |
| 12402 | That stands on tricks when I am undispos'd. |
| 12403 | Where is the thousand marks thou hadst of me? |
| 12404 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. I have some marks of yours ... |
| 12405 | Some of my mistress' marks upon my shoulders, |
| 12406 | But not a thousand marks between you both. |
| 12407 | If I should pay your worship those again, |
| 12408 | Perchance you will not bear them patiently. |
| 12409 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Thy mistress' marks! W... |
| 12410 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Your worship's wife, my mis... |
| 12411 | She that doth fast till you come home to din... |
| 12412 | And prays that you will hie you home to dinner. |
| 12413 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. What, wilt thou flout ... |
| 12414 | Being forbid? There, take you that, sir knave. |
| 12415 | [Beats him] |
| 12416 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. What mean you, sir? For God... |
| 12417 | Nay, an you will not, sir, I'll take my heels. |
| 12418 | <Exit |
| 12419 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Upon my life, by some ... |
| 12420 | The villain is o'erraught of all my money. |
| 12421 | They say this town is full of cozenage; |
| 12422 | As, nimble jugglers that deceive the eye, |
| 12423 | Dark-working sorcerers that change the mind, |
| 12424 | Soul-killing witches that deform the body, |
| 12425 | Disguised cheaters, prating mountebanks, |
| 12426 | And many such-like liberties of sin; |
| 12427 | If it prove so, I will be gone the sooner. |
| 12428 | I'll to the Centaur to go seek this slave. |
| 12429 | I greatly fear my money is not safe. |
| 12430 | <Exit |
| 12431 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 12432 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 12433 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 12434 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 12435 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 12436 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 12437 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
| 12438 | SERVICE THAT CHARGES FOR DOWNLOAD TIME OR FOR ... |
| 12439 | ACT Il. SCENE 1 |
| 12440 | The house of ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS |
| 12441 | Enter ADRIANA, wife to ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS, ... |
| 12442 | ADRIANA. Neither my husband nor the slave retu... |
| 12443 | That in such haste I sent to seek his master! |
| 12444 | Sure, Luciana, it is two o'clock. |
| 12445 | LUCIANA. Perhaps some merchant hath invited him, |
| 12446 | And from the mart he's somewhere gone to din... |
| 12447 | Good sister, let us dine, and never fret. |
| 12448 | A man is master of his liberty; |
| 12449 | Time is their master, and when they see time, |
| 12450 | They'll go or come. If so, be patient, sister. |
| 12451 | ADRIANA. Why should their liberty than ours be... |
| 12452 | LUCIANA. Because their business still lies out... |
| 12453 | ADRIANA. Look when I serve him so, he takes it... |
| 12454 | LUCIANA. O, know he is the bridle of your will. |
| 12455 | ADRIANA. There's none but asses will be bridle... |
| 12456 | LUCIANA. Why, headstrong liberty is lash'd wit... |
| 12457 | There's nothing situate under heaven's eye |
| 12458 | But hath his bound, in earth, in sea, in sky. |
| 12459 | The beasts, the fishes, and the winged fowls, |
| 12460 | Are their males' subjects, and at their cont... |
| 12461 | Man, more divine, the master of all these, |
| 12462 | Lord of the wide world and wild wat'ry seas, |
| 12463 | Indu'd with intellectual sense and souls, |
| 12464 | Of more pre-eminence than fish and fowls, |
| 12465 | Are masters to their females, and their lords; |
| 12466 | Then let your will attend on their accords. |
| 12467 | ADRIANA. This servitude makes you to keep unwed. |
| 12468 | LUCIANA. Not this, but troubles of the marriag... |
| 12469 | ADRIANA. But, were you wedded, you would bear ... |
| 12470 | LUCIANA. Ere I learn love, I'll practise to obey. |
| 12471 | ADRIANA. How if your husband start some other ... |
| 12472 | LUCIANA. Till he come home again, I would forb... |
| 12473 | ADRIANA. Patience unmov'd! no marvel though sh... |
| 12474 | They can be meek that have no other cause. |
| 12475 | A wretched soul, bruis'd with adversity, |
| 12476 | We bid be quiet when we hear it cry; |
| 12477 | But were we burd'ned with like weight of pain, |
| 12478 | As much, or more, we should ourselves complain. |
| 12479 | So thou, that hast no unkind mate to grieve ... |
| 12480 | With urging helpless patience would relieve me; |
| 12481 | But if thou live to see like right bereft, |
| 12482 | This fool-begg'd patience in thee will be left. |
| 12483 | LUCIANA. Well, I will marry one day, but to try. |
| 12484 | Here comes your man, now is your husband nigh. |
| 12485 | Enter DROMIO OF EPHESUS |
| 12486 | ADRIANA. Say, is your tardy master now at hand? |
| 12487 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Nay, he's at two hands with... |
| 12488 | ears can witness. |
| 12489 | ADRIANA. Say, didst thou speak with him? Know'... |
| 12490 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Ay, ay, he told his mind up... |
| 12491 | Beshrew his hand, I scarce could understand it. |
| 12492 | LUCIANA. Spake he so doubtfully thou could'st ... |
| 12493 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Nay, he struck so plainly I... |
| 12494 | well feel his blows; and withal so doubtfull... |
| 12495 | scarce understand them. |
| 12496 | ADRIANA. But say, I prithee, is he coming home? |
| 12497 | It seems he hath great care to please his wife. |
| 12498 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Why, mistress, sure my mast... |
| 12499 | ADRIANA. Horn-mad, thou villain! |
| 12500 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. I mean not cuckold-mad; |
| 12501 | But, sure, he is stark mad. |
| 12502 | When I desir'd him to come home to dinner, |
| 12503 | He ask'd me for a thousand marks in gold. |
| 12504 | "Tis dinner time' quoth I; 'My gold!' quoth he. |
| 12505 | 'Your meat doth burn' quoth I; 'My gold!' qu... |
| 12506 | 'Will you come home?' quoth I; 'My gold!' qu... |
| 12507 | 'Where is the thousand marks I gave thee, vi... |
| 12508 | 'The pig' quoth I 'is burn'd'; 'My gold!' qu... |
| 12509 | 'My mistress, sir,' quoth I; 'Hang up thy mi... |
| 12510 | I know not thy mistress; out on thy mistress.' |
| 12511 | LUCIANA. Quoth who? |
| 12512 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Quoth my master. |
| 12513 | 'I know' quoth he 'no house, no wife, no mis... |
| 12514 | So that my errand, due unto my tongue, |
| 12515 | I thank him, I bare home upon my shoulders; |
| 12516 | For, in conclusion, he did beat me there. |
| 12517 | ADRIANA. Go back again, thou slave, and fetch ... |
| 12518 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Go back again, and be new b... |
| 12519 | For God's sake, send some other messenger. |
| 12520 | ADRIANA. Back, slave, or I will break thy pate... |
| 12521 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. And he will bless that cros... |
| 12522 | Between you I shall have a holy head. |
| 12523 | ADRIANA. Hence, prating peasant! Fetch thy mas... |
| 12524 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Am I so round with you, as ... |
| 12525 | That like a football you do spurn me thus? |
| 12526 | You spurn me hence, and he will spurn me hit... |
| 12527 | If I last in this service, you must case me ... |
| 12528 | <Exit |
| 12529 | LUCIANA. Fie, how impatience loureth in your f... |
| 12530 | ADRIANA. His company must do his minions grace, |
| 12531 | Whilst I at home starve for a merry look. |
| 12532 | Hath homely age th' alluring beauty took |
| 12533 | From my poor cheek? Then he hath wasted it. |
| 12534 | Are my discourses dull? Barren my wit? |
| 12535 | If voluble and sharp discourse be marr'd, |
| 12536 | Unkindness blunts it more than marble hard. |
| 12537 | Do their gay vestments his affections bait? |
| 12538 | That's not my fault; he's master of my state. |
| 12539 | What ruins are in me that can be found |
| 12540 | By him not ruin'd? Then is he the ground |
| 12541 | Of my defeatures. My decayed fair |
| 12542 | A sunny look of his would soon repair. |
| 12543 | But, too unruly deer, he breaks the pale, |
| 12544 | And feeds from home; poor I am but his stale. |
| 12545 | LUCIANA. Self-harming jealousy! fie, beat it h... |
| 12546 | ADRIANA. Unfeeling fools can with such wrongs ... |
| 12547 | I know his eye doth homage otherwhere; |
| 12548 | Or else what lets it but he would be here? |
| 12549 | Sister, you know he promis'd me a chain; |
| 12550 | Would that alone a love he would detain, |
| 12551 | So he would keep fair quarter with his bed! |
| 12552 | I see the jewel best enamelled |
| 12553 | Will lose his beauty; yet the gold bides still |
| 12554 | That others touch and, often touching, will |
| 12555 | Where gold; and no man that hath a name |
| 12556 | By falsehood and corruption doth it shame. |
| 12557 | Since that my beauty cannot please his eye, |
| 12558 | I'll weep what's left away, and weeping die. |
| 12559 | LUCIANA. How many fond fools serve mad jealousy! |
| 12560 | <Exeunt |
| 12561 | SCENE 2 |
| 12562 | The mart |
| 12563 | Enter ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE |
| 12564 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. The gold I gave to Dro... |
| 12565 | Safe at the Centaur, and the heedful slave |
| 12566 | Is wand'red forth in care to seek me out. |
| 12567 | By computation and mine host's report |
| 12568 | I could not speak with Dromio since at first |
| 12569 | I sent him from the mart. See, here he comes. |
| 12570 | Enter DROMIO OF SYRACUSE |
| 12571 | How now, sir, is your merry humour alter'd? |
| 12572 | As you love strokes, so jest with me again. |
| 12573 | You know no Centaur! You receiv'd no gold! |
| 12574 | Your mistress sent to have me home to dinner! |
| 12575 | My house was at the Phoenix! Wast thou mad, |
| 12576 | That thus so madly thou didst answer me? |
| 12577 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. What answer, sir? When spa... |
| 12578 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Even now, even here, n... |
| 12579 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. I did not see you since yo... |
| 12580 | Home to the Centaur, with the gold you gave me. |
| 12581 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Villain, thou didst de... |
| 12582 | And told'st me of a mistress and a dinner; |
| 12583 | For which, I hope, thou felt'st I was disple... |
| 12584 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. I am glad to see you in th... |
| 12585 | What means this jest? I pray you, master, te... |
| 12586 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Yea, dost thou jeer an... |
| 12587 | Think'st thou I jest? Hold, take thou that, ... |
| 12588 | [Beating him] |
| 12589 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Hold, sir, for God's sake!... |
| 12590 | Upon what bargain do you give it me? |
| 12591 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Because that I familia... |
| 12592 | Do use you for my fool and chat with you, |
| 12593 | Your sauciness will jest upon my love, |
| 12594 | And make a common of my serious hours. |
| 12595 | When the sun shines let foolish gnats make s... |
| 12596 | But creep in crannies when he hides his beams. |
| 12597 | If you will jest with me, know my aspect, |
| 12598 | And fashion your demeanour to my looks, |
| 12599 | Or I will beat this method in your sconce. |
| 12600 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Sconce, call you it? So yo... |
| 12601 | leave battering, I had rather have it a head... |
| 12602 | these blows long, I must get a sconce for my... |
| 12603 | insconce it too; or else I shall seek my wit... |
| 12604 | But I pray, sir, why am I beaten? |
| 12605 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Dost thou not know? |
| 12606 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Nothing, sir, but that I a... |
| 12607 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Shall I tell you why? |
| 12608 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Ay, sir, and wherefore; fo... |
| 12609 | every why hath a wherefore. |
| 12610 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Why, first for floutin... |
| 12611 | For urging it the second time to me. |
| 12612 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Was there ever any man thu... |
| 12613 | When in the why and the wherefore is neither... |
| 12614 | Well, sir, I thank you. |
| 12615 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Thank me, sir! for what? |
| 12616 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Marry, sir, for this somet... |
| 12617 | me for nothing. |
| 12618 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. I'll make you amends n... |
| 12619 | give you nothing for something. But say, sir... |
| 12620 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. No, sir; I think the meat ... |
| 12621 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. In good time, sir, wha... |
| 12622 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Basting. |
| 12623 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Well, sir, then 'twill... |
| 12624 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. If it be, sir, I pray you ... |
| 12625 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Your reason? |
| 12626 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Lest it make you choleric,... |
| 12627 | another dry basting. |
| 12628 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Well, sir, learn to je... |
| 12629 | there's a time for all things. |
| 12630 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. I durst have denied that, ... |
| 12631 | were so choleric. |
| 12632 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. By what rule, sir? |
| 12633 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Marry, sir, by a rule as p... |
| 12634 | plain bald pate of Father Time himself. |
| 12635 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Let's hear it. |
| 12636 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. There's no time for a man ... |
| 12637 | his hair that grows bald by nature. |
| 12638 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. May he not do it by fi... |
| 12639 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Yes, to pay a fine for a p... |
| 12640 | recover the lost hair of another man. |
| 12641 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Why is Time such a nig... |
| 12642 | hair, being, as it is, so plentiful an excre... |
| 12643 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Because it is a blessing t... |
| 12644 | on beasts, and what he hath scanted men in h... |
| 12645 | given them in wit. |
| 12646 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Why, but there's many ... |
| 12647 | hath more hair than wit. |
| 12648 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Not a man of those but he ... |
| 12649 | wit to lose his hair. |
| 12650 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Why, thou didst conclu... |
| 12651 | men plain dealers without wit. |
| 12652 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. The plainer dealer, the so... |
| 12653 | yet he loseth it in a kind of jollity. |
| 12654 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. For what reason? |
| 12655 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. For two; and sound ones too. |
| 12656 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Nay, not sound I pray ... |
| 12657 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Sure ones, then. |
| 12658 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Nay, not sure, in a th... |
| 12659 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Certain ones, then. |
| 12660 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Name them. |
| 12661 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. The one, to save the money... |
| 12662 | tiring; the other, that at dinner they shoul... |
| 12663 | porridge. |
| 12664 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. You would all this tim... |
| 12665 | is no time for all things. |
| 12666 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Marry, and did, sir; namel... |
| 12667 | hair lost by nature. |
| 12668 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. But your reason was no... |
| 12669 | there is no time to recover. |
| 12670 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Thus I mend it: Time himse... |
| 12671 | and therefore to the world's end will have b... |
| 12672 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. I knew 't'would be a b... |
| 12673 | soft, who wafts us yonder? |
| 12674 | Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA |
| 12675 | ADRIANA. Ay, ay, Antipholus, look strange and ... |
| 12676 | Some other mistress hath thy sweet aspects; |
| 12677 | I am not Adriana, nor thy wife. |
| 12678 | The time was once when thou unurg'd wouldst vow |
| 12679 | That never words were music to thine ear, |
| 12680 | That never object pleasing in thine eye, |
| 12681 | That never touch well welcome to thy hand, |
| 12682 | That never meat sweet-savour'd in thy taste, |
| 12683 | Unless I spake, or look'd, or touch'd, or ca... |
| 12684 | How comes it now, my husband, O, how comes it, |
| 12685 | That thou art then estranged from thyself? |
| 12686 | Thyself I call it, being strange to me, |
| 12687 | That, undividable, incorporate, |
| 12688 | Am better than thy dear self's better part. |
| 12689 | Ah, do not tear away thyself from me; |
| 12690 | For know, my love, as easy mayst thou fall |
| 12691 | A drop of water in the breaking gulf, |
| 12692 | And take unmingled thence that drop again |
| 12693 | Without addition or diminishing, |
| 12694 | As take from me thyself, and not me too. |
| 12695 | How dearly would it touch thee to the quick, |
| 12696 | Should'st thou but hear I were licentious, |
| 12697 | And that this body, consecrate to thee, |
| 12698 | By ruffian lust should be contaminate! |
| 12699 | Wouldst thou not spit at me and spurn at me, |
| 12700 | And hurl the name of husband in my face, |
| 12701 | And tear the stain'd skin off my harlot-brow, |
| 12702 | And from my false hand cut the wedding-ring, |
| 12703 | And break it with a deep-divorcing vow? |
| 12704 | I know thou canst, and therefore see thou do... |
| 12705 | I am possess'd with an adulterate blot; |
| 12706 | My blood is mingled with the crime of lust; |
| 12707 | For if we two be one, and thou play false, |
| 12708 | I do digest the poison of thy flesh, |
| 12709 | Being strumpeted by thy contagion. |
| 12710 | Keep then fair league and truce with thy tru... |
| 12711 | I live dis-stain'd, thou undishonoured. |
| 12712 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Plead you to me, fair ... |
| 12713 | In Ephesus I am but two hours old, |
| 12714 | As strange unto your town as to your talk, |
| 12715 | Who, every word by all my wit being scann'd, |
| 12716 | Wants wit in all one word to understand. |
| 12717 | LUCIANA. Fie, brother, how the world is chang'... |
| 12718 | When were you wont to use my sister thus? |
| 12719 | She sent for you by Dromio home to dinner. |
| 12720 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. By Dromio? |
| 12721 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. By me? |
| 12722 | ADRIANA. By thee; and this thou didst return f... |
| 12723 | That he did buffet thee, and in his blows |
| 12724 | Denied my house for his, me for his wife. |
| 12725 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Did you converse, sir,... |
| 12726 | What is the course and drift of your compact? |
| 12727 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. I, Sir? I never saw her ti... |
| 12728 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Villain, thou liest; f... |
| 12729 | Didst thou deliver to me on the mart. |
| 12730 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. I never spake with her in ... |
| 12731 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. How can she thus, then... |
| 12732 | Unless it be by inspiration? |
| 12733 | ADRIANA. How ill agrees it with your gravity |
| 12734 | To counterfeit thus grossly with your slave, |
| 12735 | Abetting him to thwart me in my mood! |
| 12736 | Be it my wrong you are from me exempt, |
| 12737 | But wrong not that wrong with a more contempt. |
| 12738 | Come, I will fasten on this sleeve of thine; |
| 12739 | Thou art an elm, my husband, I a vine, |
| 12740 | Whose weakness, married to thy stronger state, |
| 12741 | Makes me with thy strength to communicate. |
| 12742 | If aught possess thee from me, it is dross, |
| 12743 | Usurping ivy, brier, or idle moss; |
| 12744 | Who all, for want of pruning, with intrusion |
| 12745 | Infect thy sap, and live on thy confusion. |
| 12746 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. To me she speaks; she ... |
| 12747 | What, was I married to her in my dream? |
| 12748 | Or sleep I now, and think I hear all this? |
| 12749 | What error drives our eyes and ears amiss? |
| 12750 | Until I know this sure uncertainty, |
| 12751 | I'll entertain the offer'd fallacy. |
| 12752 | LUCIANA. Dromio, go bid the servants spread fo... |
| 12753 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. O, for my beads! I cross m... |
| 12754 | This is the fairy land. O spite of spites! |
| 12755 | We talk with goblins, owls, and sprites. |
| 12756 | If we obey them not, this will ensue: |
| 12757 | They'll suck our breath, or pinch us black a... |
| 12758 | LUCIANA. Why prat'st thou to thyself, and answ... |
| 12759 | Dromio, thou drone, thou snail, thou slug, t... |
| 12760 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. I am transformed, master, ... |
| 12761 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. I think thou art in mi... |
| 12762 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Nay, master, both in mind ... |
| 12763 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Thou hast thine own form. |
| 12764 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. No, I am an ape. |
| 12765 | LUCIANA. If thou art chang'd to aught, 'tis to... |
| 12766 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. 'Tis true; she rides me, a... |
| 12767 | 'Tis so, I am an ass; else it could never be |
| 12768 | But I should know her as well as she knows me. |
| 12769 | ADRIANA. Come, come, no longer will I be a fool, |
| 12770 | To put the finger in the eye and weep, |
| 12771 | Whilst man and master laughs my woes to scorn. |
| 12772 | Come, sir, to dinner. Dromio, keep the gate. |
| 12773 | Husband, I'll dine above with you to-day, |
| 12774 | And shrive you of a thousand idle pranks. |
| 12775 | Sirrah, if any ask you for your master, |
| 12776 | Say he dines forth, and let no creature enter. |
| 12777 | Come, sister. Dromio, play the porter well. |
| 12778 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Am I in earth, in heav... |
| 12779 | Sleeping or waking, mad or well-advis'd? |
| 12780 | Known unto these, and to myself disguis'd! |
| 12781 | I'll say as they say, and persever so, |
| 12782 | And in this mist at all adventures go. |
| 12783 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Master, shall I be porter ... |
| 12784 | ADRIANA. Ay; and let none enter, lest I break ... |
| 12785 | LUCIANA. Come, come, Antipholus, we dine too l... |
| 12786 | <Exeunt |
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| 12795 | ACT III. SCENE 1 |
| 12796 | Before the house of ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS |
| 12797 | Enter ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS, DROMIO OF EPHESUS... |
| 12798 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Good Signior Angelo, yo... |
| 12799 | My wife is shrewish when I keep not hours. |
| 12800 | Say that I linger'd with you at your shop |
| 12801 | To see the making of her carcanet, |
| 12802 | And that to-morrow you will bring it home. |
| 12803 | But here's a villain that would face me down |
| 12804 | He met me on the mart, and that I beat him, |
| 12805 | And charg'd him with a thousand marks in gold, |
| 12806 | And that I did deny my wife and house. |
| 12807 | Thou drunkard, thou, what didst thou mean by... |
| 12808 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Say what you will, sir, but... |
| 12809 | That you beat me at the mart I have your han... |
| 12810 | If the skin were parchment, and the blows yo... |
| 12811 | Your own handwriting would tell you what I t... |
| 12812 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. I think thou art an ass. |
| 12813 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Marry, so it doth appear |
| 12814 | By the wrongs I suffer and the blows I bear. |
| 12815 | I should kick, being kick'd; and being at th... |
| 12816 | You would keep from my heels, and beware of ... |
| 12817 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Y'are sad, Signior Balt... |
| 12818 | May answer my good will and your good welcom... |
| 12819 | BALTHAZAR. I hold your dainties cheap, sir, an... |
| 12820 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. O, Signior Balthazar, e... |
| 12821 | A table full of welcome makes scarce one dai... |
| 12822 | BALTHAZAR. Good meat, sir, is common; that eve... |
| 12823 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. And welcome more common... |
| 12824 | but words. |
| 12825 | BALTHAZAR. Small cheer and great welcome makes... |
| 12826 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Ay, to a niggardly host... |
| 12827 | But though my cates be mean, take them in go... |
| 12828 | Better cheer may you have, but not with bett... |
| 12829 | But, soft, my door is lock'd; go bid them le... |
| 12830 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Maud, Bridget, Marian, Cice... |
| 12831 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. [Within] Mome, malt-horse,... |
| 12832 | Either get thee from the door, or sit down a... |
| 12833 | Dost thou conjure for wenches, that thou cal... |
| 12834 | When one is one too many? Go get thee from t... |
| 12835 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. What patch is made our porter? |
| 12836 | My master stays in the street. |
| 12837 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. [Within] Let him walk fr... |
| 12838 | lest he catch cold on's feet. |
| 12839 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Who talks within there?... |
| 12840 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. [Within] Right, sir; I'l... |
| 12841 | an you'll tell me wherefore. |
| 12842 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Wherefore? For my dinner; |
| 12843 | I have not din'd to-day. |
| 12844 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. [Within] Nor to-day here... |
| 12845 | come again when you may. |
| 12846 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. What art thou that keep... |
| 12847 | from the house I owe? |
| 12848 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. [Within] The porter for ... |
| 12849 | sir, and my name is Dromio. |
| 12850 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. O Villain, thou hast stol'n... |
| 12851 | office and my name! |
| 12852 | The one ne'er got me credit, the other mickl... |
| 12853 | If thou hadst been Dromio to-day in my place, |
| 12854 | Thou wouldst have chang'd thy face for a nam... |
| 12855 | Enter LUCE, within |
| 12856 | LUCE. [Within] What a coil is there, Dromio?... |
| 12857 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Let my master in, Luce. |
| 12858 | LUCE. [Within] Faith, no, he comes too late; |
| 12859 | And so tell your master. |
| 12860 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. O Lord, I must laugh! |
| 12861 | Have at you with a proverb: Shall I set in m... |
| 12862 | LUCE. [Within] Have at you with another: tha... |
| 12863 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. [Within] If thy name be ... |
| 12864 | -Luce, thou hast answer'd him well. |
| 12865 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Do you hear, you minion... |
| 12866 | LUCE. [Within] I thought to have ask'd you. |
| 12867 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. [Within] And you said no. |
| 12868 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. SO, Come, help: well struck... |
| 12869 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Thou baggage, let me in. |
| 12870 | LUCE. [Within] Can you tell for whose sake? |
| 12871 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Master, knock the door hard. |
| 12872 | LUCE. [Within] Let him knock till it ache. |
| 12873 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. You'll cry for this, mi... |
| 12874 | LUCE. [Within] What needs all that, and a pai... |
| 12875 | Enter ADRIANA, within |
| 12876 | ADRIANA. [Within] Who is that at the door, t... |
| 12877 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. [Within] By my troth, yo... |
| 12878 | troubled with unruly boys. |
| 12879 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Are you there, wife? Yo... |
| 12880 | have come before. |
| 12881 | ADRIANA. [Within] Your wife, sir knave! Go g... |
| 12882 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. If YOU went in pain, master... |
| 12883 | ANGELO. Here is neither cheer, sir, nor welcom... |
| 12884 | BALTHAZAR. In debating which was best, we shal... |
| 12885 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. They stand at the door, mas... |
| 12886 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. There is something in t... |
| 12887 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. You would say so, master, i... |
| 12888 | Your cake here is warm within; you stand her... |
| 12889 | It would make a man mad as a buck to be so b... |
| 12890 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Go fetch me something; ... |
| 12891 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. [Within] Break any break... |
| 12892 | and I'll break your knave's pate. |
| 12893 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. A man may break a word with... |
| 12894 | sir; and words are but wind; |
| 12895 | Ay, and break it in your face, so he break i... |
| 12896 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. [Within] It seems thou w... |
| 12897 | out upon thee, hind! |
| 12898 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Here's too much 'out upon t... |
| 12899 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. [Within] Ay, when fowls ... |
| 12900 | feathers and fish have no fin. |
| 12901 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Well, I'll break in; go... |
| 12902 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. A crow without feather? Mas... |
| 12903 | For a fish without a fin, there's a fowl wit... |
| 12904 | If a crow help us in, sirrah, we'll pluck a ... |
| 12905 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Go get thee gone; fetch... |
| 12906 | BALTHAZAR. Have patience, sir; O, let it not b... |
| 12907 | Herein you war against your reputation, |
| 12908 | And draw within the compass of suspect |
| 12909 | Th' unviolated honour of your wife. |
| 12910 | Once this-your long experience of her wisdom, |
| 12911 | Her sober virtue, years, and modesty, |
| 12912 | Plead on her part some cause to you unknown; |
| 12913 | And doubt not, sir, but she will well excuse |
| 12914 | Why at this time the doors are made against ... |
| 12915 | Be rul'd by me: depart in patience, |
| 12916 | And let us to the Tiger all to dinner; |
| 12917 | And, about evening, come yourself alone |
| 12918 | To know the reason of this strange restraint. |
| 12919 | If by strong hand you offer to break in |
| 12920 | Now in the stirring passage of the day, |
| 12921 | A vulgar comment will be made of it, |
| 12922 | And that supposed by the common rout |
| 12923 | Against your yet ungalled estimation |
| 12924 | That may with foul intrusion enter in |
| 12925 | And dwell upon your grave when you are dead; |
| 12926 | For slander lives upon succession, |
| 12927 | For ever hous'd where it gets possession. |
| 12928 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. You have prevail'd. I w... |
| 12929 | And in despite of mirth mean to be merry. |
| 12930 | I know a wench of excellent discourse, |
| 12931 | Pretty and witty; wild, and yet, too, gentle; |
| 12932 | There will we dine. This woman that I mean, |
| 12933 | My wife-but, I protest, without desert- |
| 12934 | Hath oftentimes upbraided me withal; |
| 12935 | To her will we to dinner. [To ANGELO] Get ... |
| 12936 | And fetch the chain; by this I know 'tis made. |
| 12937 | Bring it, I pray you, to the Porpentine; |
| 12938 | For there's the house. That chain will I bes... |
| 12939 | Be it for nothing but to spite my wife- |
| 12940 | Upon mine hostess there; good sir, make haste. |
| 12941 | Since mine own doors refuse to entertain me, |
| 12942 | I'll knock elsewhere, to see if they'll disd... |
| 12943 | ANGELO. I'll meet you at that place some hour ... |
| 12944 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Do so; this jest shall ... |
| 12945 | <Exeunt |
| 12946 | SCENE 2 |
| 12947 | Before the house of ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS |
| 12948 | Enter LUCIANA with ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE |
| 12949 | LUCIANA. And may it be that you have quite forgot |
| 12950 | A husband's office? Shall, Antipholus, |
| 12951 | Even in the spring of love, thy love-springs... |
| 12952 | Shall love, in building, grow so ruinous? |
| 12953 | If you did wed my sister for her wealth, |
| 12954 | Then for her wealth's sake use her with more... |
| 12955 | Or, if you like elsewhere, do it by stealth; |
| 12956 | Muffle your false love with some show of bli... |
| 12957 | Let not my sister read it in your eye; |
| 12958 | Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator; |
| 12959 | Look sweet, speak fair, become disloyalty; |
| 12960 | Apparel vice like virtue's harbinger; |
| 12961 | Bear a fair presence, though your heart be t... |
| 12962 | Teach sin the carriage of a holy saint; |
| 12963 | Be secret-false. What need she be acquainted? |
| 12964 | What simple thief brags of his own attaint? |
| 12965 | 'Tis double wrong to truant with your bed |
| 12966 | And let her read it in thy looks at board; |
| 12967 | Shame hath a bastard fame, well managed; |
| 12968 | Ill deeds is doubled with an evil word. |
| 12969 | Alas, poor women! make us but believe, |
| 12970 | Being compact of credit, that you love us; |
| 12971 | Though others have the arm, show us the sleeve; |
| 12972 | We in your motion turn, and you may move us. |
| 12973 | Then, gentle brother, get you in again; |
| 12974 | Comfort my sister, cheer her, call her wife. |
| 12975 | 'Tis holy sport to be a little vain |
| 12976 | When the sweet breath of flattery conquers s... |
| 12977 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Sweet mistress-what yo... |
| 12978 | Nor by what wonder you do hit of mine- |
| 12979 | Less in your knowledge and your grace you sh... |
| 12980 | Than our earth's wonder-more than earth, div... |
| 12981 | Teach me, dear creature, how to think and sp... |
| 12982 | Lay open to my earthy-gross conceit, |
| 12983 | Smoth'red in errors, feeble, shallow, weak, |
| 12984 | The folded meaning of your words' deceit. |
| 12985 | Against my soul's pure truth why labour you |
| 12986 | To make it wander in an unknown field? |
| 12987 | Are you a god? Would you create me new? |
| 12988 | Transform me, then, and to your pow'r I'll y... |
| 12989 | But if that I am I, then well I know |
| 12990 | Your weeping sister is no wife of mine, |
| 12991 | Nor to her bed no homage do I owe; |
| 12992 | Far more, far more, to you do I decline. |
| 12993 | O, train me not, sweet mermaid, with thy note, |
| 12994 | To drown me in thy sister's flood of tears. |
| 12995 | Sing, siren, for thyself, and I will dote; |
| 12996 | Spread o'er the silver waves thy golden hairs, |
| 12997 | And as a bed I'll take them, and there he; |
| 12998 | And in that glorious supposition think |
| 12999 | He gains by death that hath such means to die. |
| 13000 | Let Love, being light, be drowned if she sink. |
| 13001 | LUCIANA. What, are you mad, that you do reason... |
| 13002 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Not mad, but mated; ho... |
| 13003 | LUCIANA. It is a fault that springeth from you... |
| 13004 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. For gazing on your bea... |
| 13005 | LUCIANA. Gaze where you should, and that will ... |
| 13006 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. As good to wink, sweet... |
| 13007 | LUCIANA. Why call you me love? Call my sister so. |
| 13008 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Thy sister's sister. |
| 13009 | LUCIANA. That's my sister. |
| 13010 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. No; |
| 13011 | It is thyself, mine own self's better part; |
| 13012 | Mine eye's clear eye, my dear heart's dearer... |
| 13013 | My food, my fortune, and my sweet hope's aim, |
| 13014 | My sole earth's heaven, and my heaven's claim. |
| 13015 | LUCIANA. All this my sister is, or else should... |
| 13016 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Call thyself sister, s... |
| 13017 | Thee will I love, and with thee lead my life; |
| 13018 | Thou hast no husband yet, nor I no wife. |
| 13019 | Give me thy hand. |
| 13020 | LUCIANA. O, soft, sir, hold you still; |
| 13021 | I'll fetch my sister to get her good will. |
| 13022 | <Exit LUCIANA |
| 13023 | Enter DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. |
| 13024 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Why, how now, Dromio! ... |
| 13025 | so fast? |
| 13026 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Do you know me, sir? Am I ... |
| 13027 | Am I your man? Am I myself? |
| 13028 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Thou art Dromio, thou ... |
| 13029 | man, thou art thyself. |
| 13030 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. I am an ass, I am a woman'... |
| 13031 | myself. |
| 13032 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. What woman's man, and ... |
| 13033 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Marry, sir, besides myself... |
| 13034 | to a woman-one that claims me, one that haun... |
| 13035 | that will have me. |
| 13036 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. What claim lays she to... |
| 13037 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Marry, sir, such claim as ... |
| 13038 | lay to your horse; and she would have me as ... |
| 13039 | that, I being a beast, she would have me; bu... |
| 13040 | being a very beastly creature, lays claim to... |
| 13041 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. What is she? |
| 13042 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. A very reverent body; ay, ... |
| 13043 | as a man may not speak of without he say 'Si... |
| 13044 | I have but lean luck in the match, and yet i... |
| 13045 | wondrous fat marriage. |
| 13046 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. How dost thou mean a f... |
| 13047 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Marry, sir, she's the kitc... |
| 13048 | and all grease; and I know not what use to p... |
| 13049 | to make a lamp of her and run from her by he... |
| 13050 | I warrant, her rags and the tallow in them w... |
| 13051 | Poland winter. If she lives till doomsday, s... |
| 13052 | week longer than the whole world. |
| 13053 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. What complexion is she... |
| 13054 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Swart, like my shoe; but h... |
| 13055 | nothing like so clean kept; for why, she swe... |
| 13056 | go over shoes in the grime of it. |
| 13057 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. That's a fault that wa... |
| 13058 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. No, sir, 'tis in grain; No... |
| 13059 | could not do it. |
| 13060 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. What's her name? |
| 13061 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Nell, sir; but her name an... |
| 13062 | quarters, that's an ell and three quarters, ... |
| 13063 | her from hip to hip. |
| 13064 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Then she bears some br... |
| 13065 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. No longer from head to foo... |
| 13066 | from hip to hip: she is spherical, like a gl... |
| 13067 | out countries in her. |
| 13068 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. In what part of her bo... |
| 13069 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Marry, sir, in her buttock... |
| 13070 | the bogs. |
| 13071 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Where Scotland? |
| 13072 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. I found it by the barrenne... |
| 13073 | the palm of the hand. |
| 13074 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Where France? |
| 13075 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. In her forehead, arm'd and... |
| 13076 | making war against her heir. |
| 13077 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Where England? |
| 13078 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. I look'd for the chalky cl... |
| 13079 | could find no whiteness in them; but I guess... |
| 13080 | chin, by the salt rheum that ran between Fra... |
| 13081 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Where Spain? |
| 13082 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Faith, I saw it not, but I... |
| 13083 | her breath. |
| 13084 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Where America, the Ind... |
| 13085 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. O, sir, upon her nose, an ... |
| 13086 | rubies, carbuncles, sapphires, declining the... |
| 13087 | hot breath of Spain; who sent whole armadoes... |
| 13088 | ballast at her nose. |
| 13089 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Where stood Belgia, th... |
| 13090 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. O, Sir, I did not look so ... |
| 13091 | conclude: this drudge or diviner laid claim ... |
| 13092 | Dromio; swore I was assur'd to her; told me ... |
| 13093 | marks I had about me, as, the mark of my sho... |
| 13094 | mole in my neck, the great wart on my left a... |
| 13095 | amaz'd, ran from her as a witch. |
| 13096 | And, I think, if my breast had not been made... |
| 13097 | and my heart of steel, |
| 13098 | She had transform'd me to a curtal dog, and ... |
| 13099 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Go hie thee presently ... |
| 13100 | An if the wind blow any way from shore, |
| 13101 | I will not harbour in this town to-night. |
| 13102 | If any bark put forth, come to the mart, |
| 13103 | Where I will walk till thou return to me. |
| 13104 | If every one knows us, and we know none, |
| 13105 | 'Tis time, I think, to trudge, pack and be g... |
| 13106 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. As from a bear a man would... |
| 13107 | So fly I from her that would be my wife. |
| 13108 | <Exit |
| 13109 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. There's none but witch... |
| 13110 | And therefore 'tis high time that I were hence. |
| 13111 | She that doth call me husband, even my soul |
| 13112 | Doth for a wife abhor. But her fair sister, |
| 13113 | Possess'd with such a gentle sovereign grace, |
| 13114 | Of such enchanting presence and discourse, |
| 13115 | Hath almost made me traitor to myself; |
| 13116 | But, lest myself be guilty to self-wrong, |
| 13117 | I'll stop mine ears against the mermaid's song. |
| 13118 | Enter ANGELO with the chain |
| 13119 | ANGELO. Master Antipholus! |
| 13120 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Ay, that's my name. |
| 13121 | ANGELO. I know it well, sir. Lo, here is the c... |
| 13122 | I thought to have ta'en you at the Porpentine; |
| 13123 | The chain unfinish'd made me stay thus long. |
| 13124 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. What is your will that... |
| 13125 | ANGELO. What please yourself, sir; I have made... |
| 13126 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Made it for me, sir! I... |
| 13127 | ANGELO. Not once nor twice, but twenty times y... |
| 13128 | Go home with it, and please your wife withal; |
| 13129 | And soon at supper-time I'll visit you, |
| 13130 | And then receive my money for the chain. |
| 13131 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. I pray you, sir, recei... |
| 13132 | For fear you ne'er see chain nor money more. |
| 13133 | ANGELO. You are a merry man, sir; fare you well. |
| 13134 | <Exit |
| 13135 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. What I should think of... |
| 13136 | But this I think, there's no man is so vain |
| 13137 | That would refuse so fair an offer'd chain. |
| 13138 | I see a man here needs not live by shifts, |
| 13139 | When in the streets he meets such golden gifts. |
| 13140 | I'll to the mart, and there for Dromio stay; |
| 13141 | If any ship put out, then straight away. |
| 13142 | <Exit |
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| 13151 | ACT IV. SCENE 1 |
| 13152 | A public place |
| 13153 | Enter SECOND MERCHANT, ANGELO, and an OFFICER |
| 13154 | SECOND MERCHANT. You know since Pentecost the ... |
| 13155 | And since I have not much importun'd you; |
| 13156 | Nor now I had not, but that I am bound |
| 13157 | To Persia, and want guilders for my voyage. |
| 13158 | Therefore make present satisfaction, |
| 13159 | Or I'll attach you by this officer. |
| 13160 | ANGELO. Even just the sum that I do owe to you |
| 13161 | Is growing to me by Antipholus; |
| 13162 | And in the instant that I met with you |
| 13163 | He had of me a chain; at five o'clock |
| 13164 | I shall receive the money for the same. |
| 13165 | Pleaseth you walk with me down to his house, |
| 13166 | I will discharge my bond, and thank you too. |
| 13167 | Enter ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS, and DROMIO OF EPH... |
| 13168 | OFFICER. That labour may you save; see where h... |
| 13169 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. While I go to the golds... |
| 13170 | And buy a rope's end; that will I bestow |
| 13171 | Among my wife and her confederates, |
| 13172 | For locking me out of my doors by day. |
| 13173 | But, soft, I see the goldsmith. Get thee gone; |
| 13174 | Buy thou a rope, and bring it home to me. |
| 13175 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. I buy a thousand pound a ye... |
| 13176 | <Exit DROMIO |
| 13177 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. A man is well holp up t... |
| 13178 | I promised your presence and the chain; |
| 13179 | But neither chain nor goldsmith came to me. |
| 13180 | Belike you thought our love would last too l... |
| 13181 | If it were chain'd together, and therefore c... |
| 13182 | ANGELO. Saving your merry humour, here's the note |
| 13183 | How much your chain weighs to the utmost carat, |
| 13184 | The fineness of the gold, and chargeful fash... |
| 13185 | Which doth amount to three odd ducats more |
| 13186 | Than I stand debted to this gentleman. |
| 13187 | I pray you see him presently discharg'd, |
| 13188 | For he is bound to sea, and stays but for it. |
| 13189 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. I am not furnish'd with... |
| 13190 | Besides, I have some business in the town. |
| 13191 | Good signior, take the stranger to my house, |
| 13192 | And with you take the chain, and bid my wife |
| 13193 | Disburse the sum on the receipt thereof. |
| 13194 | Perchance I will be there as soon as you. |
| 13195 | ANGELO. Then you will bring the chain to her y... |
| 13196 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. No; bear it with you, l... |
| 13197 | ANGELO. Well, sir, I will. Have you the chain ... |
| 13198 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. An if I have not, sir, ... |
| 13199 | Or else you may return without your money. |
| 13200 | ANGELO. Nay, come, I pray you, sir, give me th... |
| 13201 | Both wind and tide stays for this gentleman, |
| 13202 | And I, to blame, have held him here too long. |
| 13203 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Good Lord! you use this... |
| 13204 | Your breach of promise to the Porpentine; |
| 13205 | I should have chid you for not bringing it, |
| 13206 | But, like a shrew, you first begin to brawl. |
| 13207 | SECOND MERCHANT. The hour steals on; I pray yo... |
| 13208 | ANGELO. You hear how he importunes me-the chain! |
| 13209 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Why, give it to my wife... |
| 13210 | ANGELO. Come, come, you know I gave it you eve... |
| 13211 | Either send the chain or send by me some token. |
| 13212 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Fie, now you run this h... |
| 13213 | Come, where's the chain? I pray you let me s... |
| 13214 | SECOND MERCHANT. My business cannot brook this... |
| 13215 | Good sir, say whe'r you'll answer me or no; |
| 13216 | If not, I'll leave him to the officer. |
| 13217 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. I answer you! What shou... |
| 13218 | ANGELO. The money that you owe me for the chain. |
| 13219 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. I owe you none till I r... |
| 13220 | ANGELO. You know I gave it you half an hour si... |
| 13221 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. You gave me none; you w... |
| 13222 | ANGELO. You wrong me more, sir, in denying it. |
| 13223 | Consider how it stands upon my credit. |
| 13224 | SECOND MERCHANT. Well, officer, arrest him at ... |
| 13225 | OFFICER. I do; and charge you in the Duke's na... |
| 13226 | ANGELO. This touches me in reputation. |
| 13227 | Either consent to pay this sum for me, |
| 13228 | Or I attach you by this officer. |
| 13229 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Consent to pay thee tha... |
| 13230 | Arrest me, foolish fellow, if thou dar'st. |
| 13231 | ANGELO. Here is thy fee; arrest him, officer. |
| 13232 | I would not spare my brother in this case, |
| 13233 | If he should scorn me so apparently. |
| 13234 | OFFICER. I do arrest you, sir; you hear the suit. |
| 13235 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. I do obey thee till I g... |
| 13236 | But, sirrah, you shall buy this sport as dear |
| 13237 | As all the metal in your shop will answer. |
| 13238 | ANGELO. Sir, sir, I shall have law in Ephesus, |
| 13239 | To your notorious shame, I doubt it not. |
| 13240 | Enter DROMIO OF SYRACUSE, from the bay |
| 13241 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Master, there's a bark of ... |
| 13242 | That stays but till her owner comes aboard, |
| 13243 | And then, sir, she bears away. Our fraughtag... |
| 13244 | I have convey'd aboard; and I have bought |
| 13245 | The oil, the balsamum, and aqua-vitx. |
| 13246 | The ship is in her trim; the merry wind |
| 13247 | Blows fair from land; they stay for nought a... |
| 13248 | But for their owner, master, and yourself. |
| 13249 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. How now! a madman? Why,... |
| 13250 | What ship of Epidamnum stays for me? |
| 13251 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. A ship you sent me to, to ... |
| 13252 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. THOU drunken slave! I s... |
| 13253 | And told thee to what purpose and what end. |
| 13254 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. YOU sent me for a rope's e... |
| 13255 | You sent me to the bay, sir, for a bark. |
| 13256 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. I Will debate this matt... |
| 13257 | And teach your ears to list me with more heed. |
| 13258 | To Adriana, villain, hie thee straight; |
| 13259 | Give her this key, and tell her in the desk |
| 13260 | That's cover'd o'er with Turkish tapestry |
| 13261 | There is a purse of ducats; let her send it. |
| 13262 | Tell her I am arrested in the street, |
| 13263 | And that shall bail me; hie thee, slave, be ... |
| 13264 | On, officer, to prison till it come. |
| 13265 | <Exeunt all but DROMIO |
| 13266 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. To Adriana! that is where ... |
| 13267 | Where Dowsabel did claim me for her husband. |
| 13268 | She is too big, I hope, for me to compass. |
| 13269 | Thither I must, although against my will, |
| 13270 | For servants must their masters' minds fulfil. |
| 13271 | <Exit |
| 13272 | SCENE 2 |
| 13273 | The house of ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS |
| 13274 | Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA |
| 13275 | ADRIANA. Ah, Luciana, did he tempt thee so? |
| 13276 | Might'st thou perceive austerely in his eye |
| 13277 | That he did plead in earnest? Yea or no? |
| 13278 | Look'd he or red or pale, or sad or merrily? |
| 13279 | What observation mad'st thou in this case |
| 13280 | Of his heart's meteors tilting in his face? |
| 13281 | LUCIANA. First he denied you had in him no right. |
| 13282 | ADRIANA. He meant he did me none-the more my s... |
| 13283 | LUCIANA. Then swore he that he was a stranger ... |
| 13284 | ADRIANA. And true he swore, though yet forswor... |
| 13285 | LUCIANA. Then pleaded I for you. |
| 13286 | ADRIANA. And what said he? |
| 13287 | LUCIANA. That love I begg'd for you he begg'd ... |
| 13288 | ADRIANA. With what persuasion did he tempt thy... |
| 13289 | LUCIANA. With words that in an honest suit mig... |
| 13290 | First he did praise my beauty, then my speech. |
| 13291 | ADRIANA. Didst speak him fair? |
| 13292 | LUCIANA. Have patience, I beseech. |
| 13293 | ADRIANA. I cannot, nor I will not hold me still; |
| 13294 | My tongue, though not my heart, shall have h... |
| 13295 | He is deformed, crooked, old, and sere, |
| 13296 | Ill-fac'd, worse bodied, shapeless everywhere; |
| 13297 | Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind; |
| 13298 | Stigmatical in making, worse in mind. |
| 13299 | LUCIANA. Who would be jealous then of such a one? |
| 13300 | No evil lost is wail'd when it is gone. |
| 13301 | ADRIANA. Ah, but I think him better than I say, |
| 13302 | And yet would herein others' eyes were worse. |
| 13303 | Far from her nest the lapwing cries away; |
| 13304 | My heart prays for him, though my tongue do ... |
| 13305 | Enter DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. |
| 13306 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Here go-the desk, the purs... |
| 13307 | now, make haste. |
| 13308 | LUCIANA. How hast thou lost thy breath? |
| 13309 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. By running fast. |
| 13310 | ADRIANA. Where is thy master, Dromio? Is he well? |
| 13311 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. No, he's in Tartar limbo, ... |
| 13312 | A devil in an everlasting garment hath him; |
| 13313 | One whose hard heart is button'd up with steel; |
| 13314 | A fiend, a fairy, pitiless and rough; |
| 13315 | A wolf, nay worse, a fellow all in buff; |
| 13316 | A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one that ... |
| 13317 | The passages of alleys, creeks, and narrow l... |
| 13318 | A hound that runs counter, and yet draws dry... |
| 13319 | One that, before the Judgment, carries poor ... |
| 13320 | ADRIANA. Why, man, what is the matter? |
| 13321 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. I do not know the matter; ... |
| 13322 | ADRIANA. What, is he arrested? Tell me, at who... |
| 13323 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. I know not at whose suit h... |
| 13324 | But he's in a suit of buff which 'rested him... |
| 13325 | Will you send him, mistress, redemption, the... |
| 13326 | ADRIANA. Go fetch it, sister. [Exit LUCIANA] ... |
| 13327 | Thus he unknown to me should be in debt. |
| 13328 | Tell me, was he arrested on a band? |
| 13329 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. on a band, but on a strong... |
| 13330 | A chain, a chain. Do you not hear it ring? |
| 13331 | ADRIANA. What, the chain? |
| 13332 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. No, no, the bell; 'tis tim... |
| 13333 | It was two ere I left him, and now the clock... |
| 13334 | ADRIANA. The hours come back! That did I never... |
| 13335 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. O yes. If any hour meet a ... |
| 13336 | 'a turns back for very fear. |
| 13337 | ADRIANA. As if Time were in debt! How fondly d... |
| 13338 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Time is a very bankrupt, a... |
| 13339 | more than he's worth to season. |
| 13340 | Nay, he's a thief too: have you not heard me... |
| 13341 | That Time comes stealing on by night and day? |
| 13342 | If 'a be in debt and theft, and a sergeant i... |
| 13343 | Hath he not reason to turn back an hour in a... |
| 13344 | Re-enter LUCIANA with a purse |
| 13345 | ADRIANA. Go, Dromio, there's the money; bear i... |
| 13346 | And bring thy master home immediately. |
| 13347 | Come, sister; I am press'd down with conceit- |
| 13348 | Conceit, my comfort and my injury. |
| 13349 | <Exeunt |
| 13350 | SCENE 3 |
| 13351 | The mart |
| 13352 | Enter ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE |
| 13353 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. There's not a man I me... |
| 13354 | As if I were their well-acquainted friend; |
| 13355 | And every one doth call me by my name. |
| 13356 | Some tender money to me, some invite me, |
| 13357 | Some other give me thanks for kindnesses, |
| 13358 | Some offer me commodities to buy; |
| 13359 | Even now a tailor call'd me in his shop, |
| 13360 | And show'd me silks that he had bought for me, |
| 13361 | And therewithal took measure of my body. |
| 13362 | Sure, these are but imaginary wiles, |
| 13363 | And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here. |
| 13364 | Enter DROMIO OF SYRACUSE |
| 13365 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Master, here's the gold yo... |
| 13366 | for. What, have you got the picture of old A... |
| 13367 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. What gold is this? Wha... |
| 13368 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Not that Adam that kept th... |
| 13369 | but that Adam that keeps the prison; he that... |
| 13370 | calf's skin that was kill'd for the Prodigal... |
| 13371 | you, sir, like an evil angel, and bid you fo... |
| 13372 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. I understand thee not. |
| 13373 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. No? Why, 'tis a plain case... |
| 13374 | went, like a bass-viol, in a case of leather... |
| 13375 | that, when gentlemen are tired, gives them a... |
| 13376 | them; he, sir, that takes pity on decayed me... |
| 13377 | them suits of durance; he that sets up his r... |
| 13378 | exploits with his mace than a morris-pike. |
| 13379 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. What, thou mean'st an ... |
| 13380 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Ay, sir, the sergeant of t... |
| 13381 | that brings any man to answer it that breaks... |
| 13382 | that thinks a man always going to bed, and s... |
| 13383 | you good rest!' |
| 13384 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Well, sir, there rest ... |
| 13385 | there any ship puts forth to-night? May we b... |
| 13386 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Why, sir, I brought you wo... |
| 13387 | hour since that the bark Expedition put fort... |
| 13388 | then were you hind'red by the sergeant, to t... |
| 13389 | boy Delay. Here are the angels that you sent... |
| 13390 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. The fellow is distract... |
| 13391 | And here we wander in illusions. |
| 13392 | Some blessed power deliver us from hence! |
| 13393 | Enter a COURTEZAN |
| 13394 | COURTEZAN. Well met, well met, Master Antipholus. |
| 13395 | I see, sir, you have found the goldsmith now. |
| 13396 | Is that the chain you promis'd me to-day? |
| 13397 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Satan, avoid! I charge... |
| 13398 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Master, is this Mistress S... |
| 13399 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. It is the devil. |
| 13400 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Nay, she is worse, she is ... |
| 13401 | dam, and here she comes in the habit of a li... |
| 13402 | thereof comes that the wenches say 'God damn... |
| 13403 | as much to say 'God make me a light wench!' ... |
| 13404 | they appear to men like angels of light; lig... |
| 13405 | of fire, and fire will burn; ergo, light wen... |
| 13406 | Come not near her. |
| 13407 | COURTEZAN. Your man and you are marvellous mer... |
| 13408 | Will you go with me? We'll mend our dinner h... |
| 13409 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Master, if you do, expect ... |
| 13410 | or bespeak a long spoon. |
| 13411 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Why, Dromio? |
| 13412 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Marry, he must have a long... |
| 13413 | that must eat with the devil. |
| 13414 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Avoid then, fiend! Wha... |
| 13415 | Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress; |
| 13416 | I conjure thee to leave me and be gone. |
| 13417 | COURTEZAN. Give me the ring of mine you had at... |
| 13418 | Or, for my diamond, the chain you promis'd, |
| 13419 | And I'll be gone, sir, and not trouble you. |
| 13420 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Some devils ask but the pa... |
| 13421 | A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin, |
| 13422 | A nut, a cherry-stone; |
| 13423 | But she, more covetous, would have a chain. |
| 13424 | Master, be wise; an if you give it her, |
| 13425 | The devil will shake her chain, and fright u... |
| 13426 | COURTEZAN. I pray you, sir, my ring, or else t... |
| 13427 | I hope you do not mean to cheat me so. |
| 13428 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Avaunt, thou witch! Co... |
| 13429 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. 'Fly pride' says the peaco... |
| 13430 | <Exeunt ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE and DROMIO OF S... |
| 13431 | COURTEZAN. Now, out of doubt, Antipholus is mad, |
| 13432 | Else would he never so demean himself. |
| 13433 | A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats, |
| 13434 | And for the same he promis'd me a chain; |
| 13435 | Both one and other he denies me now. |
| 13436 | The reason that I gather he is mad, |
| 13437 | Besides this present instance of his rage, |
| 13438 | Is a mad tale he told to-day at dinner |
| 13439 | Of his own doors being shut against his entr... |
| 13440 | Belike his wife, acquainted with his fits, |
| 13441 | On purpose shut the doors against his way. |
| 13442 | My way is now to hie home to his house, |
| 13443 | And tell his wife that, being lunatic, |
| 13444 | He rush'd into my house and took perforce |
| 13445 | My ring away. This course I fittest choose, |
| 13446 | For forty ducats is too much to lose. |
| 13447 | <Exit |
| 13448 | SCENE 4 |
| 13449 | A street |
| 13450 | Enter ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS with the OFFICER |
| 13451 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Fear me not, man; I wil... |
| 13452 | I'll give thee, ere I leave thee, so much mo... |
| 13453 | To warrant thee, as I am 'rested for. |
| 13454 | My wife is in a wayward mood to-day, |
| 13455 | And will not lightly trust the messenger. |
| 13456 | That I should be attach'd in Ephesus, |
| 13457 | I tell you 'twill sound harshly in her cars. |
| 13458 | Enter DROMIO OF EPHESUS, with a rope's-end |
| 13459 | Here comes my man; I think he brings the money. |
| 13460 | How now, sir! Have you that I sent you for? |
| 13461 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Here's that, I warrant you,... |
| 13462 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. But where's the money? |
| 13463 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Why, sir, I gave the money ... |
| 13464 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Five hundred ducats, vi... |
| 13465 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. I'll serve you, sir, five h... |
| 13466 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. To what end did I bid t... |
| 13467 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. To a rope's-end, sir; and t... |
| 13468 | return'd. |
| 13469 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. And to that end, sir, I... |
| 13470 | [Beating him] |
| 13471 | OFFICER. Good sir, be patient. |
| 13472 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Nay, 'tis for me to be pati... |
| 13473 | adversity. |
| 13474 | OFFICER. Good now, hold thy tongue. |
| 13475 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Nay, rather persuade him to... |
| 13476 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Thou whoreson, senseles... |
| 13477 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. I would I were senseless, s... |
| 13478 | might not feel your blows. |
| 13479 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Thou art sensible in no... |
| 13480 | blows, and so is an ass. |
| 13481 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. I am an ass indeed; you may... |
| 13482 | by my long 'ears. I have served him from the... |
| 13483 | nativity to this instant, and have nothing a... |
| 13484 | my service but blows. When I am cold he heat... |
| 13485 | beating; when I am warm he cools me with bea... |
| 13486 | wak'd with it when I sleep; rais'd with it w... |
| 13487 | out of doors with it when I go from home; we... |
| 13488 | with it when I return; nay, I bear it on my ... |
| 13489 | beggar wont her brat; and I think, when he h... |
| 13490 | I shall beg with it from door to door. |
| 13491 | Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, the COURTEZAN, and a S... |
| 13492 | call'd PINCH |
| 13493 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Come, go along; my wife... |
| 13494 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Mistress, 'respice finem,' ... |
| 13495 | rather, to prophesy like the parrot, 'Beware... |
| 13496 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Wilt thou still talk? |
| 13497 | [Beating him] |
| 13498 | COURTEZAN. How say you now? Is not your husban... |
| 13499 | ADRIANA. His incivility confirms no less. |
| 13500 | Good Doctor Pinch, you are a conjurer: |
| 13501 | Establish him in his true sense again, |
| 13502 | And I will please you what you will demand. |
| 13503 | LUCIANA. Alas, how fiery and how sharp he looks! |
| 13504 | COURTEZAN. Mark how he trembles in his ecstasy. |
| 13505 | PINCH. Give me your hand, and let me feel your... |
| 13506 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. There is my hand, and l... |
| 13507 | [Striking him] |
| 13508 | PINCH. I charge thee, Satan, hous'd within thi... |
| 13509 | To yield possession to my holy prayers, |
| 13510 | And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight. |
| 13511 | I conjure thee by all the saints in heaven. |
| 13512 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Peace, doting wizard, p... |
| 13513 | ADRIANA. O, that thou wert not, poor distresse... |
| 13514 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. You minion, you, are th... |
| 13515 | Did this companion with the saffron face |
| 13516 | Revel and feast it at my house to-day, |
| 13517 | Whilst upon me the guilty doors were shut, |
| 13518 | And I denied to enter in my house? |
| 13519 | ADRIANA. O husband, God doth know you din'd at... |
| 13520 | Where would you had remain'd until this time, |
| 13521 | Free from these slanders and this open shame! |
| 13522 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Din'd at home! Thou vil... |
| 13523 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Sir, Sooth to say, you did ... |
| 13524 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Were not my doors lock'... |
| 13525 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Perdie, your doors were loc... |
| 13526 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. And did not she herself... |
| 13527 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Sans fable, she herself rev... |
| 13528 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Did not her kitchen-mai... |
| 13529 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Certes, she did; the kitche... |
| 13530 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. And did not I in rage d... |
| 13531 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. In verity, you did. My bone... |
| 13532 | That since have felt the vigour of his rage. |
| 13533 | ADRIANA. Is't good to soothe him in these cont... |
| 13534 | PINCH. It is no shame; the fellow finds his vein, |
| 13535 | And, yielding to him, humours well his frenzy. |
| 13536 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Thou hast suborn'd the ... |
| 13537 | ADRIANA. Alas, I sent you money to redeem you, |
| 13538 | By Dromio here, who came in haste for it. |
| 13539 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Money by me! Heart and good... |
| 13540 | But surely, master, not a rag of money. |
| 13541 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Went'st not thou to her... |
| 13542 | ADRIANA. He came to me, and I deliver'd it. |
| 13543 | LUCIANA. And I am witness with her that she did. |
| 13544 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. God and the rope-maker bear... |
| 13545 | That I was sent for nothing but a rope! |
| 13546 | PINCH. Mistress, both man and master is posses... |
| 13547 | I know it by their pale and deadly looks. |
| 13548 | They must be bound, and laid in some dark room. |
| 13549 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Say, wherefore didst th... |
| 13550 | And why dost thou deny the bag of gold? |
| 13551 | ADRIANA. I did not, gentle husband, lock thee ... |
| 13552 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. And, gentle master, I recei... |
| 13553 | But I confess, sir, that we were lock'd out. |
| 13554 | ADRIANA. Dissembling villain, thou speak'st fa... |
| 13555 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Dissembling harlot, tho... |
| 13556 | And art confederate with a damned pack |
| 13557 | To make a loathsome abject scorn of me; |
| 13558 | But with these nails I'll pluck out these fa... |
| 13559 | That would behold in me this shameful sport. |
| 13560 | ADRIANA. O, bind him, bind him; let him not co... |
| 13561 | PINCH. More company! The fiend is strong withi... |
| 13562 | Enter three or four, and offer to bind him. He... |
| 13563 | LUCIANA. Ay me, poor man, how pale and wan he ... |
| 13564 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. What, will you murder m... |
| 13565 | I am thy prisoner. Wilt thou suffer them |
| 13566 | To make a rescue? |
| 13567 | OFFICER. Masters, let him go; |
| 13568 | He is my prisoner, and you shall not have him. |
| 13569 | PINCH. Go bind this man, for he is frantic too. |
| 13570 | [They bind DROMIO] |
| 13571 | ADRIANA. What wilt thou do, thou peevish officer? |
| 13572 | Hast thou delight to see a wretched man |
| 13573 | Do outrage and displeasure to himself? |
| 13574 | OFFICER. He is my prisoner; if I let him go, |
| 13575 | The debt he owes will be requir'd of me. |
| 13576 | ADRIANA. I will discharge thee ere I go from t... |
| 13577 | Bear me forthwith unto his creditor, |
| 13578 | And, knowing how the debt grows, I will pay it. |
| 13579 | Good Master Doctor, see him safe convey'd |
| 13580 | Home to my house. O most unhappy day! |
| 13581 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. O most unhappy strumpet! |
| 13582 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Master, I am here ent'red i... |
| 13583 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Out on thee, villian! W... |
| 13584 | dost thou mad me? |
| 13585 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Will you be bound for nothing? |
| 13586 | Be mad, good master; cry 'The devil!' |
| 13587 | LUCIANA. God help, poor souls, how idly do the... |
| 13588 | ADRIANA. Go bear him hence. Sister, go you wit... |
| 13589 | <Exeunt all but ADRIANA, LUCIANA, OFFICERS, an... |
| 13590 | Say now, whose suit is he arrested at? |
| 13591 | OFFICER. One Angelo, a goldsmith; do you know ... |
| 13592 | ADRIANA. I know the man. What is the sum he owes? |
| 13593 | OFFICER. Two hundred ducats. |
| 13594 | ADRIANA. Say, how grows it due? |
| 13595 | OFFICER. Due for a chain your husband had of him. |
| 13596 | ADRIANA. He did bespeak a chain for me, but ha... |
| 13597 | COURTEZAN. When as your husband, all in rage, ... |
| 13598 | Came to my house, and took away my ring- |
| 13599 | The ring I saw upon his finger now- |
| 13600 | Straight after did I meet him with a chain. |
| 13601 | ADRIANA. It may be so, but I did never see it. |
| 13602 | Come, gaoler, bring me where the goldsmith is; |
| 13603 | I long to know the truth hereof at large. |
| 13604 | Enter ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE, with his rapier ... |
| 13605 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. |
| 13606 | LUCIANA. God, for thy mercy! they are loose ag... |
| 13607 | ADRIANA. And come with naked swords. |
| 13608 | Let's call more help to have them bound again. |
| 13609 | OFFICER. Away, they'll kill us! |
| 13610 | <Exeunt all but ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE and |
| 13611 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE as fast as may be, frighted |
| 13612 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. I see these witches ar... |
| 13613 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. She that would be your wif... |
| 13614 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Come to the Centaur; f... |
| 13615 | I long that we were safe and sound aboard. |
| 13616 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Faith, stay here this nigh... |
| 13617 | surely do us no harm; you saw they speak us ... |
| 13618 | gold; methinks they are such a gentle nation... |
| 13619 | the mountain of mad flesh that claims marria... |
| 13620 | could find in my heart to stay here still an... |
| 13621 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. I will not stay to-nig... |
| 13622 | Therefore away, to get our stuff aboard. |
| 13623 | <Exeunt |
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| 13632 | ACT V. SCENE 1 |
| 13633 | A street before a priory |
| 13634 | Enter SECOND MERCHANT and ANGELO |
| 13635 | ANGELO. I am sorry, sir, that I have hind'red ... |
| 13636 | But I protest he had the chain of me, |
| 13637 | Though most dishonestly he doth deny it. |
| 13638 | SECOND MERCHANT. How is the man esteem'd here ... |
| 13639 | ANGELO. Of very reverend reputation, sir, |
| 13640 | Of credit infinite, highly belov'd, |
| 13641 | Second to none that lives here in the city; |
| 13642 | His word might bear my wealth at any time. |
| 13643 | SECOND MERCHANT. Speak softly; yonder, as I th... |
| 13644 | Enter ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE and DROMIO OF SYR... |
| 13645 | ANGELO. 'Tis so; and that self chain about his... |
| 13646 | Which he forswore most monstrously to have. |
| 13647 | Good sir, draw near to me, I'll speak to him. |
| 13648 | Signior Andpholus, I wonder much |
| 13649 | That you would put me to this shame and trou... |
| 13650 | And, not without some scandal to yourself, |
| 13651 | With circumstance and oaths so to deny |
| 13652 | This chain, which now you wear so openly. |
| 13653 | Beside the charge, the shame, imprisonment, |
| 13654 | You have done wrong to this my honest friend; |
| 13655 | Who, but for staying on our controversy, |
| 13656 | Had hoisted sail and put to sea to-day. |
| 13657 | This chain you had of me; can you deny it? |
| 13658 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. I think I had; I never... |
| 13659 | SECOND MERCHANT. Yes, that you did, sir, and f... |
| 13660 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Who heard me to deny i... |
| 13661 | SECOND MERCHANT. These ears of mine, thou know... |
| 13662 | Fie on thee, wretch! 'tis pity that thou liv'st |
| 13663 | To walk where any honest men resort. |
| 13664 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Thou art a villain to ... |
| 13665 | I'll prove mine honour and mine honesty |
| 13666 | Against thee presently, if thou dar'st stand. |
| 13667 | SECOND MERCHANT. I dare, and do defy thee for ... |
| 13668 | [They draw] |
| 13669 | Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, the COURTEZAN, and OTHERS |
| 13670 | ADRIANA. Hold, hurt him not, for God's sake! H... |
| 13671 | Some get within him, take his sword away; |
| 13672 | Bind Dromio too, and bear them to my house. |
| 13673 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Run, master, run; for God'... |
| 13674 | This is some priory. In, or we are spoil'd. |
| 13675 | <Exeunt ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE and DROMIO OF S... |
| 13676 | Enter the LADY ABBESS |
| 13677 | ABBESS. Be quiet, people. Wherefore throng you... |
| 13678 | ADRIANA. To fetch my poor distracted husband h... |
| 13679 | Let us come in, that we may bind him fast, |
| 13680 | And bear him home for his recovery. |
| 13681 | ANGELO. I knew he was not in his perfect wits. |
| 13682 | SECOND MERCHANT. I am sorry now that I did dra... |
| 13683 | ABBESS. How long hath this possession held the... |
| 13684 | ADRIANA. This week he hath been heavy, sour, sad, |
| 13685 | And much different from the man he was; |
| 13686 | But till this afternoon his passion |
| 13687 | Ne'er brake into extremity of rage. |
| 13688 | ABBESS. Hath he not lost much wealth by wreck ... |
| 13689 | Buried some dear friend? Hath not else his eye |
| 13690 | Stray'd his affection in unlawful love? |
| 13691 | A sin prevailing much in youthful men |
| 13692 | Who give their eyes the liberty of gazing. |
| 13693 | Which of these sorrows is he subject to? |
| 13694 | ADRIANA. To none of these, except it be the last; |
| 13695 | Namely, some love that drew him oft from home. |
| 13696 | ABBESS. You should for that have reprehended him. |
| 13697 | ADRIANA. Why, so I did. |
| 13698 | ABBESS. Ay, but not rough enough. |
| 13699 | ADRIANA. As roughly as my modesty would let me. |
| 13700 | ABBESS. Haply in private. |
| 13701 | ADRIANA. And in assemblies too. |
| 13702 | ABBESS. Ay, but not enough. |
| 13703 | ADRIANA. It was the copy of our conference. |
| 13704 | In bed, he slept not for my urging it; |
| 13705 | At board, he fed not for my urging it; |
| 13706 | Alone, it was the subject of my theme; |
| 13707 | In company, I often glanced it; |
| 13708 | Still did I tell him it was vile and bad. |
| 13709 | ABBESS. And thereof came it that the man was mad. |
| 13710 | The venom clamours of a jealous woman |
| 13711 | Poisons more deadly than a mad dog's tooth. |
| 13712 | It seems his sleeps were hind'red by thy rai... |
| 13713 | And thereof comes it that his head is light. |
| 13714 | Thou say'st his meat was sauc'd with thy upb... |
| 13715 | Unquiet meals make ill digestions; |
| 13716 | Thereof the raging fire of fever bred; |
| 13717 | And what's a fever but a fit of madness? |
| 13718 | Thou say'st his sports were hind'red by thy ... |
| 13719 | Sweet recreation barr'd, what doth ensue |
| 13720 | But moody and dull melancholy, |
| 13721 | Kinsman to grim and comfortless despair, |
| 13722 | And at her heels a huge infectious troop |
| 13723 | Of pale distemperatures and foes to life? |
| 13724 | In food, in sport, and life-preserving rest, |
| 13725 | To be disturb'd would mad or man or beast. |
| 13726 | The consequence is, then, thy jealous fits |
| 13727 | Hath scar'd thy husband from the use of wits. |
| 13728 | LUCIANA. She never reprehended him but mildly, |
| 13729 | When he demean'd himself rough, rude, and wi... |
| 13730 | Why bear you these rebukes, and answer not? |
| 13731 | ADRIANA. She did betray me to my own reproof. |
| 13732 | Good people, enter, and lay hold on him. |
| 13733 | ABBESS. No, not a creature enters in my house. |
| 13734 | ADRIANA. Then let your servants bring my husba... |
| 13735 | ABBESS. Neither; he took this place for sanctu... |
| 13736 | And it shall privilege him from your hands |
| 13737 | Till I have brought him to his wits again, |
| 13738 | Or lose my labour in assaying it. |
| 13739 | ADRIANA. I will attend my husband, be his nurse, |
| 13740 | Diet his sickness, for it is my office, |
| 13741 | And will have no attorney but myself; |
| 13742 | And therefore let me have him home with me. |
| 13743 | ABBESS. Be patient; for I will not let him stir |
| 13744 | Till I have us'd the approved means I have, |
| 13745 | With wholesome syrups, drugs, and holy prayers, |
| 13746 | To make of him a formal man again. |
| 13747 | It is a branch and parcel of mine oath, |
| 13748 | A charitable duty of my order; |
| 13749 | Therefore depart, and leave him here with me. |
| 13750 | ADRIANA. I will not hence and leave my husband... |
| 13751 | And ill it doth beseem your holiness |
| 13752 | To separate the husband and the wife. |
| 13753 | ABBESS. Be quiet, and depart; thou shalt not h... |
| 13754 | <Exit |
| 13755 | LUCIANA. Complain unto the Duke of this indign... |
| 13756 | ADRIANA. Come, go; I will fall prostrate at hi... |
| 13757 | And never rise until my tears and prayers |
| 13758 | Have won his Grace to come in person hither |
| 13759 | And take perforce my husband from the Abbess. |
| 13760 | SECOND MERCHANT. By this, I think, the dial po... |
| 13761 | Anon, I'm sure, the Duke himself in person |
| 13762 | Comes this way to the melancholy vale, |
| 13763 | The place of death and sorry execution, |
| 13764 | Behind the ditches of the abbey here. |
| 13765 | ANGELO. Upon what cause? |
| 13766 | SECOND MERCHANT. To see a reverend Syracusian ... |
| 13767 | Who put unluckily into this bay |
| 13768 | Against the laws and statutes of this town, |
| 13769 | Beheaded publicly for his offence. |
| 13770 | ANGELO. See where they come; we will behold hi... |
| 13771 | LUCIANA. Kneel to the Duke before he pass the ... |
| 13772 | Enter the DUKE, attended; AEGEON, bareheaded; |
| 13773 | with the HEADSMAN and other OFFICERS |
| 13774 | DUKE. Yet once again proclaim it publicly, |
| 13775 | If any friend will pay the sum for him, |
| 13776 | He shall not die; so much we tender him. |
| 13777 | ADRIANA. Justice, most sacred Duke, against th... |
| 13778 | DUKE. She is a virtuous and a reverend lady; |
| 13779 | It cannot be that she hath done thee wrong. |
| 13780 | ADRIANA. May it please your Grace, Antipholus,... |
| 13781 | Who I made lord of me and all I had |
| 13782 | At your important letters-this ill day |
| 13783 | A most outrageous fit of madness took him, |
| 13784 | That desp'rately he hurried through the street, |
| 13785 | With him his bondman all as mad as he, |
| 13786 | Doing displeasure to the citizens |
| 13787 | By rushing in their houses, bearing thence |
| 13788 | Rings, jewels, anything his rage did like. |
| 13789 | Once did I get him bound and sent him home, |
| 13790 | Whilst to take order for the wrongs I went, |
| 13791 | That here and there his fury had committed. |
| 13792 | Anon, I wot not by what strong escape, |
| 13793 | He broke from those that had the guard of him, |
| 13794 | And with his mad attendant and himself, |
| 13795 | Each one with ireful passion, with drawn swo... |
| 13796 | Met us again and, madly bent on us, |
| 13797 | Chas'd us away; till, raising of more aid, |
| 13798 | We came again to bind them. Then they fled |
| 13799 | Into this abbey, whither we pursu'd them; |
| 13800 | And here the Abbess shuts the gates on us, |
| 13801 | And will not suffer us to fetch him out, |
| 13802 | Nor send him forth that we may bear him hence. |
| 13803 | Therefore, most gracious Duke, with thy command |
| 13804 | Let him be brought forth and borne hence for... |
| 13805 | DUKE. Long since thy husband serv'd me in my w... |
| 13806 | And I to thee engag'd a prince's word, |
| 13807 | When thou didst make him master of thy bed, |
| 13808 | To do him all the grace and good I could. |
| 13809 | Go, some of you, knock at the abbey gate, |
| 13810 | And bid the Lady Abbess come to me, |
| 13811 | I will determine this before I stir. |
| 13812 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 13813 | MESSENGER. O mistress, mistress, shift and sav... |
| 13814 | My master and his man are both broke loose, |
| 13815 | Beaten the maids a-row and bound the doctor, |
| 13816 | Whose beard they have sing'd off with brands... |
| 13817 | And ever, as it blaz'd, they threw on him |
| 13818 | Great pails of puddled mire to quench the hair. |
| 13819 | My master preaches patience to him, and the ... |
| 13820 | His man with scissors nicks him like a fool; |
| 13821 | And sure, unless you send some present help, |
| 13822 | Between them they will kill the conjurer. |
| 13823 | ADRIANA. Peace, fool! thy master and his man a... |
| 13824 | And that is false thou dost report to us. |
| 13825 | MESSENGER. Mistress, upon my life, I tell you ... |
| 13826 | I have not breath'd almost since I did see it. |
| 13827 | He cries for you, and vows, if he can take you, |
| 13828 | To scorch your face, and to disfigure you. |
| 13829 | [Cry within] |
| 13830 | Hark, hark, I hear him, mistress; fly, be gone! |
| 13831 | DUKE. Come, stand by me; fear nothing. Guard w... |
| 13832 | ADRIANA. Ay me, it is my husband! Witness you |
| 13833 | That he is borne about invisible. |
| 13834 | Even now we hous'd him in the abbey here, |
| 13835 | And now he's there, past thought of human re... |
| 13836 | Enter ANTIPHOLUS OFEPHESUS and DROMIO OFEPHESUS |
| 13837 | ANTIPHOLUS OFEPHESUS. Justice, most gracious D... |
| 13838 | Even for the service that long since I did t... |
| 13839 | When I bestrid thee in the wars, and took |
| 13840 | Deep scars to save thy life; even for the blood |
| 13841 | That then I lost for thee, now grant me just... |
| 13842 | AEGEON. Unless the fear of death doth make me ... |
| 13843 | I see my son Antipholus, and Dromio. |
| 13844 | ANTIPHOLUS OFEPHESUS. Justice, sweet Prince, a... |
| 13845 | She whom thou gav'st to me to be my wife, |
| 13846 | That hath abused and dishonoured me |
| 13847 | Even in the strength and height of injury. |
| 13848 | Beyond imagination is the wrong |
| 13849 | That she this day hath shameless thrown on me. |
| 13850 | DUKE. Discover how, and thou shalt find me just. |
| 13851 | ANTIPHOLUS OFEPHESUS. This day, great Duke, sh... |
| 13852 | While she with harlots feasted in my house. |
| 13853 | DUKE. A grievous fault. Say, woman, didst thou... |
| 13854 | ADRIANA. No, my good lord. Myself, he, and my ... |
| 13855 | To-day did dine together. So befall my soul |
| 13856 | As this is false he burdens me withal! |
| 13857 | LUCIANA. Ne'er may I look on day nor sleep on ... |
| 13858 | But she tells to your Highness simple truth! |
| 13859 | ANGELO. O peflur'd woman! They are both forsworn. |
| 13860 | In this the madman justly chargeth them. |
| 13861 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. My liege, I am advised ... |
| 13862 | Neither disturbed with the effect of wine, |
| 13863 | Nor heady-rash, provok'd with raging ire, |
| 13864 | Albeit my wrongs might make one wiser mad. |
| 13865 | This woman lock'd me out this day from dinner; |
| 13866 | That goldsmith there, were he not pack'd wit... |
| 13867 | Could witness it, for he was with me then; |
| 13868 | Who parted with me to go fetch a chain, |
| 13869 | Promising to bring it to the Porpentine, |
| 13870 | Where Balthazar and I did dine together. |
| 13871 | Our dinner done, and he not coming thither, |
| 13872 | I went to seek him. In the street I met him, |
| 13873 | And in his company that gentleman. |
| 13874 | There did this perjur'd goldsmith swear me down |
| 13875 | That I this day of him receiv'd the chain, |
| 13876 | Which, God he knows, I saw not; for the which |
| 13877 | He did arrest me with an officer. |
| 13878 | I did obey, and sent my peasant home |
| 13879 | For certain ducats; he with none return'd. |
| 13880 | Then fairly I bespoke the officer |
| 13881 | To go in person with me to my house. |
| 13882 | By th' way we met my wife, her sister, and a... |
| 13883 | Of vile confederates. Along with them |
| 13884 | They brought one Pinch, a hungry lean-fac'd ... |
| 13885 | A mere anatomy, a mountebank, |
| 13886 | A threadbare juggler, and a fortune-teller, |
| 13887 | A needy, hollow-ey'd, sharp-looking wretch, |
| 13888 | A living dead man. This pernicious slave, |
| 13889 | Forsooth, took on him as a conjurer, |
| 13890 | And gazing in mine eyes, feeling my pulse, |
| 13891 | And with no face, as 'twere, outfacing me, |
| 13892 | Cries out I was possess'd. Then all together |
| 13893 | They fell upon me, bound me, bore me thence, |
| 13894 | And in a dark and dankish vault at home |
| 13895 | There left me and my man, both bound together; |
| 13896 | Till, gnawing with my teeth my bonds in sunder, |
| 13897 | I gain'd my freedom, and immediately |
| 13898 | Ran hither to your Grace; whom I beseech |
| 13899 | To give me ample satisfaction |
| 13900 | For these deep shames and great indignities. |
| 13901 | ANGELO. My lord, in truth, thus far I witness ... |
| 13902 | That he din'd not at home, but was lock'd out. |
| 13903 | DUKE. But had he such a chain of thee, or no? |
| 13904 | ANGELO. He had, my lord, and when he ran in here, |
| 13905 | These people saw the chain about his neck. |
| 13906 | SECOND MERCHANT. Besides, I will be sworn thes... |
| 13907 | Heard you confess you had the chain of him, |
| 13908 | After you first forswore it on the mart; |
| 13909 | And thereupon I drew my sword on you, |
| 13910 | And then you fled into this abbey here, |
| 13911 | From whence, I think, you are come by miracle. |
| 13912 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. I never came within the... |
| 13913 | Nor ever didst thou draw thy sword on me; |
| 13914 | I never saw the chain, so help me Heaven! |
| 13915 | And this is false you burden me withal. |
| 13916 | DUKE. Why, what an intricate impeach is this! |
| 13917 | I think you all have drunk of Circe's cup. |
| 13918 | If here you hous'd him, here he would have b... |
| 13919 | If he were mad, he would not plead so coldly. |
| 13920 | You say he din'd at home: the goldsmith here |
| 13921 | Denies that saying. Sirrah, what say you? |
| 13922 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Sir, he din'd with her ther... |
| 13923 | COURTEZAN. He did; and from my finger snatch'd... |
| 13924 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. 'Tis true, my liege; th... |
| 13925 | DUKE. Saw'st thou him enter at the abbey here? |
| 13926 | COURTEZAN. As sure, my liege, as I do see your... |
| 13927 | DUKE. Why, this is strange. Go call the Abbess... |
| 13928 | I think you are all mated or stark mad. |
| 13929 | <Exit one to the ABBESS |
| 13930 | AEGEON. Most mighty Duke, vouchsafe me speak a... |
| 13931 | Haply I see a friend will save my life |
| 13932 | And pay the sum that may deliver me. |
| 13933 | DUKE. Speak freely, Syracusian, what thou wilt. |
| 13934 | AEGEON. Is not your name, sir, call'd Antipholus? |
| 13935 | And is not that your bondman Dromio? |
| 13936 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Within this hour I was his ... |
| 13937 | But he, I thank him, gnaw'd in two my cords |
| 13938 | Now am I Dromio and his man unbound. |
| 13939 | AEGEON. I am sure you both of you remember me. |
| 13940 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Ourselves we do remember, s... |
| 13941 | For lately we were bound as you are now. |
| 13942 | You are not Pinch's patient, are you, sir? |
| 13943 | AEGEON. Why look you strange on me? You know m... |
| 13944 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. I never saw you in my l... |
| 13945 | AEGEON. O! grief hath chang'd me since you saw... |
| 13946 | And careful hours with time's deformed hand |
| 13947 | Have written strange defeatures in my face. |
| 13948 | But tell me yet, dost thou not know my voice? |
| 13949 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Neither. |
| 13950 | AEGEON. Dromio, nor thou? |
| 13951 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. No, trust me, sir, nor I. |
| 13952 | AEGEON. I am sure thou dost. |
| 13953 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Ay, sir, but I am sure I do... |
| 13954 | whatsoever a man denies, you are now bound t... |
| 13955 | AEGEON. Not know my voice! O time's extremity, |
| 13956 | Hast thou so crack'd and splitted my poor to... |
| 13957 | In seven short years that here my only son |
| 13958 | Knows not my feeble key of untun'd cares? |
| 13959 | Though now this grained face of mine be hid |
| 13960 | In sap-consuming winter's drizzled snow, |
| 13961 | And all the conduits of my blood froze up, |
| 13962 | Yet hath my night of life some memory, |
| 13963 | My wasting lamps some fading glimmer left, |
| 13964 | My dull deaf ears a little use to hear; |
| 13965 | All these old witnesses-I cannot err- |
| 13966 | Tell me thou art my son Antipholus. |
| 13967 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. I never saw my father i... |
| 13968 | AEGEON. But seven years since, in Syracuse, boy, |
| 13969 | Thou know'st we parted; but perhaps, my son, |
| 13970 | Thou sham'st to acknowledge me in misery. |
| 13971 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. The Duke and all that k... |
| 13972 | the city Can witness with me that it is not so: |
| 13973 | I ne'er saw Syracuse in my life. |
| 13974 | DUKE. I tell thee, Syracusian, twenty years |
| 13975 | Have I been patron to Antipholus, |
| 13976 | During which time he ne'er saw Syracuse. |
| 13977 | I see thy age and dangers make thee dote. |
| 13978 | Re-enter the ABBESS, with ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACU... |
| 13979 | ABBESS. Most mighty Duke, behold a man much wr... |
| 13980 | [All gather to see them] |
| 13981 | ADRIANA. I see two husbands, or mine eyes dece... |
| 13982 | DUKE. One of these men is genius to the other; |
| 13983 | And so of these. Which is the natural man, |
| 13984 | And which the spirit? Who deciphers them? |
| 13985 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. I, sir, am Dromio; command... |
| 13986 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. I, Sir, am Dromio; pray let... |
| 13987 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Aegeon, art thou not? ... |
| 13988 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. O, my old master! who hath... |
| 13989 | ABBESS. Whoever bound him, I will loose his bo... |
| 13990 | And gain a husband by his liberty. |
| 13991 | Speak, old Aegeon, if thou be'st the man |
| 13992 | That hadst a wife once call'd Aemilia, |
| 13993 | That bore thee at a burden two fair sons. |
| 13994 | O, if thou be'st the same Aegeon, speak, |
| 13995 | And speak unto the same Aemilia! |
| 13996 | AEGEON. If I dream not, thou art Aemilia. |
| 13997 | If thou art she, tell me where is that son |
| 13998 | That floated with thee on the fatal raft? |
| 13999 | ABBESS. By men of Epidamnum he and I |
| 14000 | And the twin Dromio, all were taken up; |
| 14001 | But by and by rude fishermen of Corinth |
| 14002 | By force took Dromio and my son from them, |
| 14003 | And me they left with those of Epidamnum. |
| 14004 | What then became of them I cannot tell; |
| 14005 | I to this fortune that you see me in. |
| 14006 | DUKE. Why, here begins his morning story right. |
| 14007 | These two Antipholus', these two so like, |
| 14008 | And these two Dromios, one in semblance- |
| 14009 | Besides her urging of her wreck at sea- |
| 14010 | These are the parents to these children, |
| 14011 | Which accidentally are met together. |
| 14012 | Antipholus, thou cam'st from Corinth first? |
| 14013 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. No, sir, not I; I came... |
| 14014 | DUKE. Stay, stand apart; I know not which is w... |
| 14015 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. I came from Corinth, my... |
| 14016 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. And I with him. |
| 14017 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Brought to this town by... |
| 14018 | Duke Menaphon, your most renowned uncle. |
| 14019 | ADRIANA. Which of you two did dine with me to-... |
| 14020 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. I, gentle mistress. |
| 14021 | ADRIANA. And are not you my husband? |
| 14022 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. No; I say nay to that. |
| 14023 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. And so do I, yet did s... |
| 14024 | And this fair gentlewoman, her sister here, |
| 14025 | Did call me brother. [To LUCIANA] What I t... |
| 14026 | I hope I shall have leisure to make good; |
| 14027 | If this be not a dream I see and hear. |
| 14028 | ANGELO. That is the chain, sir, which you had ... |
| 14029 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. I think it be, sir; I ... |
| 14030 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. And you, sir, for this ... |
| 14031 | ANGELO. I think I did, sir; I deny it not. |
| 14032 | ADRIANA. I sent you money, sir, to be your bail, |
| 14033 | By Dromio; but I think he brought it not. |
| 14034 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. No, none by me. |
| 14035 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. This purse of ducats I... |
| 14036 | And Dromio my man did bring them me. |
| 14037 | I see we still did meet each other's man, |
| 14038 | And I was ta'en for him, and he for me, |
| 14039 | And thereupon these ERRORS are arose. |
| 14040 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. These ducats pawn I for... |
| 14041 | DUKE. It shall not need; thy father hath his l... |
| 14042 | COURTEZAN. Sir, I must have that diamond from ... |
| 14043 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. There, take it; and muc... |
| 14044 | good cheer. |
| 14045 | ABBESS. Renowned Duke, vouchsafe to take the p... |
| 14046 | To go with us into the abbey here, |
| 14047 | And hear at large discoursed all our fortunes; |
| 14048 | And all that are assembled in this place |
| 14049 | That by this sympathized one day's error |
| 14050 | Have suffer'd wrong, go keep us company, |
| 14051 | And we shall make full satisfaction. |
| 14052 | Thirty-three years have I but gone in travail |
| 14053 | Of you, my sons; and till this present hour |
| 14054 | My heavy burden ne'er delivered. |
| 14055 | The Duke, my husband, and my children both, |
| 14056 | And you the calendars of their nativity, |
| 14057 | Go to a gossips' feast, and go with me; |
| 14058 | After so long grief, such nativity! |
| 14059 | DUKE. With all my heart, I'll gossip at this f... |
| 14060 | <Exeunt all but ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE, ANTIPH... |
| 14061 | EPHESUS, DROMIO OF SYRACUSE, and DROMIO OF EPH... |
| 14062 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Master, shall I fetch your... |
| 14063 | ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. Dromio, what stuff of m... |
| 14064 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Your goods that lay at hos... |
| 14065 | ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. He speaks to me. I am ... |
| 14066 | Come, go with us; we'll look to that anon. |
| 14067 | Embrace thy brother there; rejoice with him. |
| 14068 | <Exeunt ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE and ANTIPHOLUS ... |
| 14069 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. There is a fat friend at y... |
| 14070 | That kitchen'd me for you to-day at dinner; |
| 14071 | She now shall be my sister, not my wife. |
| 14072 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Methinks you are my glass, ... |
| 14073 | I see by you I am a sweet-fac'd youth. |
| 14074 | Will you walk in to see their gossiping? |
| 14075 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Not I, sir; you are my elder. |
| 14076 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. That's a question; how shal... |
| 14077 | DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. We'll draw cuts for the se... |
| 14078 | lead thou first. |
| 14079 | DROMIO OF EPHESUS. Nay, then, thus: |
| 14080 | We came into the world like brother and brot... |
| 14081 | And now let's go hand in hand, not one befor... |
| 14082 | <Exeunt |
| 14083 | THE END |
| 14084 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 14085 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
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| 14092 | 1608 |
| 14093 | THE TRAGEDY OF CORIOLANUS |
| 14094 | by William Shakespeare |
| 14095 | Dramatis Personae |
| 14096 | CAIUS MARCIUS, afterwards CAIUS MARCIUS CORI... |
| 14097 | Generals against the Volscians |
| 14098 | TITUS LARTIUS |
| 14099 | COMINIUS |
| 14100 | MENENIUS AGRIPPA, friend to Coriolanus |
| 14101 | Tribunes of the People |
| 14102 | SICINIUS VELUTUS |
| 14103 | JUNIUS BRUTUS |
| 14104 | YOUNG MARCIUS, son to Coriolanus |
| 14105 | A ROMAN HERALD |
| 14106 | NICANOR, a Roman |
| 14107 | TULLUS AUFIDIUS, General of the Volscians |
| 14108 | LIEUTENANT, to Aufidius |
| 14109 | CONSPIRATORS, With Aufidius |
| 14110 | ADRIAN, a Volscian |
| 14111 | A CITIZEN of Antium |
| 14112 | TWO VOLSCIAN GUARDS |
| 14113 | VOLUMNIA, mother to Coriolanus |
| 14114 | VIRGILIA, wife to Coriolanus |
| 14115 | VALERIA, friend to Virgilia |
| 14116 | GENTLEWOMAN attending on Virgilia |
| 14117 | Roman and Volscian Senators, Patricians, Aed... |
| 14118 | Soldiers, Citizens, Messengers, Servants t... |
| 14119 | Attendants |
| 14120 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 14121 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 14122 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 14123 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 14124 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 14125 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 14128 | SCENE: |
| 14129 | Rome and the neighbourhood; Corioli and the ne... |
| 14130 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 14131 | Rome. A street |
| 14132 | Enter a company of mutinous citizens, with sta... |
| 14133 | FIRST CITIZEN. Before we proceed any further... |
| 14134 | ALL. Speak, speak. |
| 14135 | FIRST CITIZEN. YOU are all resolv'd rather t... |
| 14136 | ALL. Resolv'd, resolv'd. |
| 14137 | FIRST CITIZEN. First, you know Caius Marcius... |
| 14138 | people. |
| 14139 | ALL. We know't, we know't. |
| 14140 | FIRST CITIZEN. Let us kill him, and we'll ha... |
| 14141 | price. Is't a verdict? |
| 14142 | ALL. No more talking on't; let it be done. A... |
| 14143 | SECOND CITIZEN. One word, good citizens. |
| 14144 | FIRST CITIZEN. We are accounted poor citizen... |
| 14145 | What authority surfeits on would relieve u... |
| 14146 | us but the superfluity while it were whole... |
| 14147 | they relieved us humanely; but they think ... |
| 14148 | leanness that afflicts us, the object of o... |
| 14149 | inventory to particularize their abundance... |
| 14150 | gain to them. Let us revenge this with our... |
| 14151 | rakes; for the gods know I speak this in h... |
| 14152 | thirst for revenge. |
| 14153 | SECOND CITIZEN. Would you proceed especially... |
| 14154 | FIRST CITIZEN. Against him first; he's a ver... |
| 14155 | commonalty. |
| 14156 | SECOND CITIZEN. Consider you what services h... |
| 14157 | country? |
| 14158 | FIRST CITIZEN. Very well, and could be conte... |
| 14159 | report for't but that he pays himself with... |
| 14160 | SECOND CITIZEN. Nay, but speak not maliciously. |
| 14161 | FIRST CITIZEN. I say unto you, what he hath ... |
| 14162 | to that end; though soft-conscienc'd men c... |
| 14163 | was for his country, he did it to please h... |
| 14164 | partly proud, which he is, even to the alt... |
| 14165 | SECOND CITIZEN. What he cannot help in his n... |
| 14166 | vice in him. You must in no way say he is ... |
| 14167 | FIRST CITIZEN. If I must not, I need not be ... |
| 14168 | he hath faults, with surplus, to tire in r... |
| 14169 | within] What shouts are these? The other ... |
| 14170 | risen. Why stay we prating here? To th' Ca... |
| 14171 | ALL. Come, come. |
| 14172 | FIRST CITIZEN. Soft! who comes here? |
| 14173 | Enter MENENIUS AGRIPPA |
| 14174 | SECOND CITIZEN. Worthy Menenius Agrippa; one... |
| 14175 | the people. |
| 14176 | FIRST CITIZEN. He's one honest enough; would... |
| 14177 | MENENIUS. What work's, my countrymen, in han... |
| 14178 | With bats and clubs? The matter? Speak, I ... |
| 14179 | FIRST CITIZEN. Our business is not unknown t... |
| 14180 | had inkling this fortnight what we intend ... |
| 14181 | show 'em in deeds. They say poor suitors h... |
| 14182 | they shall know we have strong arms too. |
| 14183 | MENENIUS. Why, masters, my good friends, min... |
| 14184 | Will you undo yourselves? |
| 14185 | FIRST CITIZEN. We cannot, sir; we are undone... |
| 14186 | MENENIUS. I tell you, friends, most charitab... |
| 14187 | Have the patricians of you. For your wants, |
| 14188 | Your suffering in this dearth, you may as ... |
| 14189 | Strike at the heaven with your staves as l... |
| 14190 | Against the Roman state; whose course will on |
| 14191 | The way it takes, cracking ten thousand curbs |
| 14192 | Of more strong link asunder than can ever |
| 14193 | Appear in your impediment. For the dearth, |
| 14194 | The gods, not the patricians, make it, and |
| 14195 | Your knees to them, not arms, must help. A... |
| 14196 | You are transported by calamity |
| 14197 | Thither where more attends you; and you sl... |
| 14198 | The helms o' th' state, who care for you l... |
| 14199 | When you curse them as enemies. |
| 14200 | FIRST CITIZEN. Care for us! True, indeed! Th... |
| 14201 | yet. Suffer us to famish, and their storeh... |
| 14202 | grain; make edicts for usury, to support u... |
| 14203 | any wholesome act established against the ... |
| 14204 | piercing statutes daily to chain up and re... |
| 14205 | wars eat us not up, they will; and there's... |
| 14206 | us. |
| 14207 | MENENIUS. Either you must |
| 14208 | Confess yourselves wondrous malicious, |
| 14209 | Or be accus'd of folly. I shall tell you |
| 14210 | A pretty tale. It may be you have heard it; |
| 14211 | But, since it serves my purpose, I will ve... |
| 14212 | To stale't a little more. |
| 14213 | FIRST CITIZEN. Well, I'll hear it, sir; yet ... |
| 14214 | fob off our disgrace with a tale. But, an'... |
| 14215 | MENENIUS. There was a time when all the body... |
| 14216 | Rebell'd against the belly; thus accus'd it: |
| 14217 | That only like a gulf it did remain |
| 14218 | I' th' midst o' th' body, idle and unactive, |
| 14219 | Still cupboarding the viand, never bearing |
| 14220 | Like labour with the rest; where th' other... |
| 14221 | Did see and hear, devise, instruct, walk, ... |
| 14222 | And, mutually participate, did minister |
| 14223 | Unto the appetite and affection common |
| 14224 | Of the whole body. The belly answer'd- |
| 14225 | FIRST CITIZEN. Well, sir, what answer made t... |
| 14226 | MENENIUS. Sir, I shall tell you. With a kind... |
| 14227 | Which ne'er came from the lungs, but even ... |
| 14228 | For look you, I may make the belly smile |
| 14229 | As well as speak- it tauntingly replied |
| 14230 | To th' discontented members, the mutinous ... |
| 14231 | That envied his receipt; even so most fitly |
| 14232 | As you malign our senators for that |
| 14233 | They are not such as you. |
| 14234 | FIRST CITIZEN. Your belly's answer- What? |
| 14235 | The kingly crowned head, the vigilant eye, |
| 14236 | The counsellor heart, the arm our soldier, |
| 14237 | Our steed the leg, the tongue our trumpeter, |
| 14238 | With other muniments and petty helps |
| 14239 | Is this our fabric, if that they- |
| 14240 | MENENIUS. What then? |
| 14241 | Fore me, this fellow speaks! What then? Wh... |
| 14242 | FIRST CITIZEN. Should by the cormorant belly... |
| 14243 | Who is the sink o' th' body- |
| 14244 | MENENIUS. Well, what then? |
| 14245 | FIRST CITIZEN. The former agents, if they di... |
| 14246 | What could the belly answer? |
| 14247 | MENENIUS. I will tell you; |
| 14248 | If you'll bestow a small- of what you have... |
| 14249 | Patience awhile, you'st hear the belly's a... |
| 14250 | FIRST CITIZEN. Y'are long about it. |
| 14251 | MENENIUS. Note me this, good friend: |
| 14252 | Your most grave belly was deliberate, |
| 14253 | Not rash like his accusers, and thus answe... |
| 14254 | 'True is it, my incorporate friends,' quot... |
| 14255 | 'That I receive the general food at first |
| 14256 | Which you do live upon; and fit it is, |
| 14257 | Because I am the storehouse and the shop |
| 14258 | Of the whole body. But, if you do remember, |
| 14259 | I send it through the rivers of your blood, |
| 14260 | Even to the court, the heart, to th' seat ... |
| 14261 | And, through the cranks and offices of man, |
| 14262 | The strongest nerves and small inferior veins |
| 14263 | From me receive that natural competency |
| 14264 | Whereby they live. And though that all at ... |
| 14265 | You, my good friends'- this says the belly... |
| 14266 | FIRST CITIZEN. Ay, sir; well, well. |
| 14267 | MENENIUS. 'Though all at once cannot |
| 14268 | See what I do deliver out to each, |
| 14269 | Yet I can make my audit up, that all |
| 14270 | From me do back receive the flour of all, |
| 14271 | And leave me but the bran.' What say you t... |
| 14272 | FIRST CITIZEN. It was an answer. How apply y... |
| 14273 | MENENIUS. The senators of Rome are this good... |
| 14274 | And you the mutinous members; for, examine |
| 14275 | Their counsels and their cares, digest thi... |
| 14276 | Touching the weal o' th' common, you shall... |
| 14277 | No public benefit which you receive |
| 14278 | But it proceeds or comes from them to you, |
| 14279 | And no way from yourselves. What do you th... |
| 14280 | You, the great toe of this assembly? |
| 14281 | FIRST CITIZEN. I the great toe? Why the grea... |
| 14282 | MENENIUS. For that, being one o' th' lowest,... |
| 14283 | Of this most wise rebellion, thou goest fo... |
| 14284 | Thou rascal, that art worst in blood to run, |
| 14285 | Lead'st first to win some vantage. |
| 14286 | But make you ready your stiff bats and clu... |
| 14287 | Rome and her rats are at the point of battle; |
| 14288 | The one side must have bale. |
| 14289 | Enter CAIUS MARCIUS |
| 14290 | Hail, noble Marcius! |
| 14291 | MARCIUS. Thanks. What's the matter, you diss... |
| 14292 | That, rubbing the poor itch of your opinion, |
| 14293 | Make yourselves scabs? |
| 14294 | FIRST CITIZEN. We have ever your good word. |
| 14295 | MARCIUS. He that will give good words to the... |
| 14296 | Beneath abhorring. What would you have, yo... |
| 14297 | That like nor peace nor war? The one affri... |
| 14298 | The other makes you proud. He that trusts ... |
| 14299 | Where he should find you lions, finds you ... |
| 14300 | Where foxes, geese; you are no surer, no, |
| 14301 | Than is the coal of fire upon the ice |
| 14302 | Or hailstone in the sun. Your virtue is |
| 14303 | To make him worthy whose offence subdues him, |
| 14304 | And curse that justice did it. Who deserve... |
| 14305 | Deserves your hate; and your affections are |
| 14306 | A sick man's appetite, who desires most that |
| 14307 | Which would increase his evil. He that dep... |
| 14308 | Upon your favours swims with fins of lead, |
| 14309 | And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye! T... |
| 14310 | With every minute you do change a mind |
| 14311 | And call him noble that was now your hate, |
| 14312 | Him vile that was your garland. What's the... |
| 14313 | That in these several places of the city |
| 14314 | You cry against the noble Senate, who, |
| 14315 | Under the gods, keep you in awe, which else |
| 14316 | Would feed on one another? What's their se... |
| 14317 | MENENIUS. For corn at their own rates, where... |
| 14318 | The city is well stor'd. |
| 14319 | MARCIUS. Hang 'em! They say! |
| 14320 | They'll sit by th' fire and presume to know |
| 14321 | What's done i' th' Capitol, who's like to ... |
| 14322 | Who thrives and who declines; side faction... |
| 14323 | Conjectural marriages, making parties strong, |
| 14324 | And feebling such as stand not in their li... |
| 14325 | Below their cobbled shoes. They say there'... |
| 14326 | Would the nobility lay aside their ruth |
| 14327 | And let me use my sword, I'd make a quarry |
| 14328 | With thousands of these quarter'd slaves, ... |
| 14329 | As I could pick my lance. |
| 14330 | MENENIUS. Nay, these are almost thoroughly p... |
| 14331 | For though abundantly they lack discretion, |
| 14332 | Yet are they passing cowardly. But, I bese... |
| 14333 | What says the other troop? |
| 14334 | MARCIUS. They are dissolv'd. Hang 'em! |
| 14335 | They said they were an-hungry; sigh'd fort... |
| 14336 | That hunger broke stone walls, that dogs m... |
| 14337 | That meat was made for mouths, that the go... |
| 14338 | Corn for the rich men only. With these shreds |
| 14339 | They vented their complainings; which bein... |
| 14340 | And a petition granted them- a strange one, |
| 14341 | To break the heart of generosity |
| 14342 | And make bold power look pale- they threw ... |
| 14343 | As they would hang them on the horns o' th... |
| 14344 | Shouting their emulation. |
| 14345 | MENENIUS. What is granted them? |
| 14346 | MARCIUS. Five tribunes, to defend their vulg... |
| 14347 | Of their own choice. One's Junius Brutus- |
| 14348 | Sicinius Velutus, and I know not. 'Sdeath! |
| 14349 | The rabble should have first unroof'd the ... |
| 14350 | Ere so prevail'd with me; it will in time |
| 14351 | Win upon power and throw forth greater themes |
| 14352 | For insurrection's arguing. |
| 14353 | MENENIUS. This is strange. |
| 14354 | MARCIUS. Go get you home, you fragments. |
| 14355 | Enter a MESSENGER, hastily |
| 14356 | MESSENGER. Where's Caius Marcius? |
| 14357 | MARCIUS. Here. What's the matter? |
| 14358 | MESSENGER. The news is, sir, the Volsces are... |
| 14359 | MARCIUS. I am glad on't; then we shall ha' m... |
| 14360 | Our musty superfluity. See, our best elders. |
| 14361 | Enter COMINIUS, TITUS LARTIUS, with o... |
| 14362 | JUNIUS BRUTUS and SICINIUS V... |
| 14363 | FIRST SENATOR. Marcius, 'tis true that you h... |
| 14364 | The Volsces are in arms. |
| 14365 | MARCIUS. They have a leader, |
| 14366 | Tullus Aufidius, that will put you to't. |
| 14367 | I sin in envying his nobility; |
| 14368 | And were I anything but what I am, |
| 14369 | I would wish me only he. |
| 14370 | COMINIUS. You have fought together? |
| 14371 | MARCIUS. Were half to half the world by th' ... |
| 14372 | Upon my party, I'd revolt, to make |
| 14373 | Only my wars with him. He is a lion |
| 14374 | That I am proud to hunt. |
| 14375 | FIRST SENATOR. Then, worthy Marcius, |
| 14376 | Attend upon Cominius to these wars. |
| 14377 | COMINIUS. It is your former promise. |
| 14378 | MARCIUS. Sir, it is; |
| 14379 | And I am constant. Titus Lartius, thou |
| 14380 | Shalt see me once more strike at Tullus' f... |
| 14381 | What, art thou stiff? Stand'st out? |
| 14382 | LARTIUS. No, Caius Marcius; |
| 14383 | I'll lean upon one crutch and fight with t... |
| 14384 | Ere stay behind this business. |
| 14385 | MENENIUS. O, true bred! |
| 14386 | FIRST SENATOR. Your company to th' Capitol; ... |
| 14387 | Our greatest friends attend us. |
| 14388 | LARTIUS. [To COMINIUS] Lead you on. |
| 14389 | [To MARCIUS] Follow Cominius; we must fol... |
| 14390 | Right worthy you priority. |
| 14391 | COMINIUS. Noble Marcius! |
| 14392 | FIRST SENATOR. [To the Citizens] Hence to ... |
| 14393 | MARCIUS. Nay, let them follow. |
| 14394 | The Volsces have much corn: take these rat... |
| 14395 | To gnaw their garners. Worshipful mutineers, |
| 14396 | Your valour puts well forth; pray follow. |
| 14397 | Ciitzens steal away. Exeunt all but S... |
| 14398 | SICINIUS. Was ever man so proud as is this M... |
| 14399 | BRUTUS. He has no equal. |
| 14400 | SICINIUS. When we were chosen tribunes for t... |
| 14401 | BRUTUS. Mark'd you his lip and eyes? |
| 14402 | SICINIUS. Nay, but his taunts! |
| 14403 | BRUTUS. Being mov'd, he will not spare to gi... |
| 14404 | SICINIUS. Bemock the modest moon. |
| 14405 | BRUTUS. The present wars devour him! He is g... |
| 14406 | Too proud to be so valiant. |
| 14407 | SICINIUS. Such a nature, |
| 14408 | Tickled with good success, disdains the sh... |
| 14409 | Which he treads on at noon. But I do wonder |
| 14410 | His insolence can brook to be commanded |
| 14411 | Under Cominius. |
| 14412 | BRUTUS. Fame, at the which he aims- |
| 14413 | In whom already he is well grac'd- cannot |
| 14414 | Better be held nor more attain'd than by |
| 14415 | A place below the first; for what miscarries |
| 14416 | Shall be the general's fault, though he pe... |
| 14417 | To th' utmost of a man, and giddy censure |
| 14418 | Will then cry out of Marcius 'O, if he |
| 14419 | Had borne the business!' |
| 14420 | SICINIUS. Besides, if things go well, |
| 14421 | Opinion, that so sticks on Marcius, shall |
| 14422 | Of his demerits rob Cominius. |
| 14423 | BRUTUS. Come. |
| 14424 | Half all Cominius' honours are to Marcius, |
| 14425 | Though Marcius earn'd them not; and all hi... |
| 14426 | To Marcius shall be honours, though indeed |
| 14427 | In aught he merit not. |
| 14428 | SICINIUS. Let's hence and hear |
| 14429 | How the dispatch is made, and in what fash... |
| 14430 | More than his singularity, he goes |
| 14431 | Upon this present action. |
| 14432 | BRUTUS. Let's along. ... |
| 14433 | SCENE II. |
| 14434 | Corioli. The Senate House. |
| 14435 | Enter TULLUS AUFIDIUS with SENATORS of Corioli |
| 14436 | FIRST SENATOR. So, your opinion is, Aufidius, |
| 14437 | That they of Rome are ent'red in our counsels |
| 14438 | And know how we proceed. |
| 14439 | AUFIDIUS. Is it not yours? |
| 14440 | What ever have been thought on in this state |
| 14441 | That could be brought to bodily act ere Rome |
| 14442 | Had circumvention? 'Tis not four days gone |
| 14443 | Since I heard thence; these are the words-... |
| 14444 | I have the letter here;.yes, here it is: |
| 14445 | [Reads] 'They have press'd a power, but i... |
| 14446 | Whether for east or west. The dearth is gr... |
| 14447 | The people mutinous; and it is rumour'd, |
| 14448 | Cominius, Marcius your old enemy, |
| 14449 | Who is of Rome worse hated than of you, |
| 14450 | And Titus Lartius, a most valiant Roman, |
| 14451 | These three lead on this preparation |
| 14452 | Whither 'tis bent. Most likely 'tis for yo... |
| 14453 | Consider of it.' |
| 14454 | FIRST SENATOR. Our army's in the field; |
| 14455 | We never yet made doubt but Rome was ready |
| 14456 | To answer us. |
| 14457 | AUFIDIUS. Nor did you think it folly |
| 14458 | To keep your great pretences veil'd till when |
| 14459 | They needs must show themselves; which in ... |
| 14460 | It seem'd, appear'd to Rome. By the discovery |
| 14461 | We shall be short'ned in our aim, which was |
| 14462 | To take in many towns ere almost Rome |
| 14463 | Should know we were afoot. |
| 14464 | SECOND SENATOR. Noble Aufidius, |
| 14465 | Take your commission; hie you to your bands; |
| 14466 | Let us alone to guard Corioli. |
| 14467 | If they set down before's, for the remove |
| 14468 | Bring up your army; but I think you'll find |
| 14469 | Th' have not prepar'd for us. |
| 14470 | AUFIDIUS. O, doubt not that! |
| 14471 | I speak from certainties. Nay more, |
| 14472 | Some parcels of their power are forth alre... |
| 14473 | And only hitherward. I leave your honours. |
| 14474 | If we and Caius Marcius chance to meet, |
| 14475 | 'Tis sworn between us we shall ever strike |
| 14476 | Till one can do no more. |
| 14477 | ALL. The gods assist you! |
| 14478 | AUFIDIUS. And keep your honours safe! |
| 14479 | FIRST SENATOR. Farewell. |
| 14480 | SECOND SENATOR. Farewell. |
| 14481 | ALL. Farewell. ... |
| 14482 | SCENE III. |
| 14483 | Rome. MARCIUS' house |
| 14484 | Enter VOLUMNIA and VIRGILIA, mother and wife t... |
| 14485 | they set them down on two low stools and sew |
| 14486 | VOLUMNIA. I pray you, daughter, sing, or exp... |
| 14487 | comfortable sort. If my son were my husban... |
| 14488 | rejoice in that absence wherein he won hon... |
| 14489 | embracements of his bed where he would sho... |
| 14490 | he was but tender-bodied, and the only son... |
| 14491 | with comeliness pluck'd all gaze his way; ... |
| 14492 | kings' entreaties, a mother should not sel... |
| 14493 | beholding; I, considering how honour would... |
| 14494 | that it was no better than picture-like to... |
| 14495 | renown made it not stir- was pleas'd to le... |
| 14496 | he was to find fame. To a cruel war I sent... |
| 14497 | return'd his brows bound with oak. I tell ... |
| 14498 | sprang not more in joy at first hearing he... |
| 14499 | now in first seeing he had proved himself ... |
| 14500 | VIRGILIA. But had he died in the business, m... |
| 14501 | VOLUMNIA. Then his good report should have b... |
| 14502 | would have found issue. Hear me profess si... |
| 14503 | sons, each in my love alike, and none less... |
| 14504 | good Marcius, I had rather had eleven die ... |
| 14505 | than one voluptuously surfeit out of action. |
| 14506 | Enter a GENTLEWOMAN |
| 14507 | GENTLEWOMAN. Madam, the Lady Valeria is come... |
| 14508 | VIRGILIA. Beseech you give me leave to retir... |
| 14509 | VOLUMNIA. Indeed you shall not. |
| 14510 | Methinks I hear hither your husband's drum; |
| 14511 | See him pluck Aufidius down by th' hair; |
| 14512 | As children from a bear, the Volsces shunn... |
| 14513 | Methinks I see him stamp thus, and call thus: |
| 14514 | 'Come on, you cowards! You were got in fear, |
| 14515 | Though you were born in Rome.' His bloody ... |
| 14516 | With his mail'd hand then wiping, forth he... |
| 14517 | Like to a harvest-man that's task'd to mow |
| 14518 | Or all or lose his hire. |
| 14519 | VIRGILIA. His bloody brow? O Jupiter, no blo... |
| 14520 | VOLUMNIA. Away, you fool! It more becomes a man |
| 14521 | Than gilt his trophy. The breasts of Hecuba, |
| 14522 | When she did suckle Hector, look'd not lov... |
| 14523 | Than Hector's forehead when it spit forth ... |
| 14524 | At Grecian sword, contemning. Tell Valeria |
| 14525 | We are fit to bid her welcome. ... |
| 14526 | VIRGILIA. Heavens bless my lord from fell Au... |
| 14527 | VOLUMNIA. He'll beat Aufidius' head below hi... |
| 14528 | And tread upon his neck. |
| 14529 | Re-enter GENTLEWOMAN, With VALERIA an... |
| 14530 | VALERIA. My ladies both, good day to you. |
| 14531 | VOLUMNIA. Sweet madam! |
| 14532 | VIRGILIA. I am glad to see your ladyship. |
| 14533 | VALERIA. How do you both? You are manifest h... |
| 14534 | you sewing here? A fine spot, in good fait... |
| 14535 | son? |
| 14536 | VIRGILIA. I thank your ladyship; well, good ... |
| 14537 | VOLUMNIA. He had rather see the swords and h... |
| 14538 | upon his schoolmaster. |
| 14539 | VALERIA. O' my word, the father's son! I'll ... |
| 14540 | pretty boy. O' my troth, I look'd upon him... |
| 14541 | hour together; has such a confirm'd counte... |
| 14542 | after a gilded butterfly; and when he caug... |
| 14543 | again, and after it again, and over and ov... |
| 14544 | again, catch'd it again; or whether his fa... |
| 14545 | 'twas, he did so set his teeth and tear it... |
| 14546 | mammock'd it! |
| 14547 | VOLUMNIA. One on's father's moods. |
| 14548 | VALERIA. Indeed, la, 'tis a noble child. |
| 14549 | VIRGILIA. A crack, madam. |
| 14550 | VALERIA. Come, lay aside your stitchery; I m... |
| 14551 | idle huswife with me this afternoon. |
| 14552 | VIRGILIA. No, good madam; I will not out of ... |
| 14553 | VALERIA. Not out of doors! |
| 14554 | VOLUMNIA. She shall, she shall. |
| 14555 | VIRGILIA. Indeed, no, by your patience; I'll... |
| 14556 | till my lord return from the wars. |
| 14557 | VALERIA. Fie, you confine yourself most unre... |
| 14558 | must go visit the good lady that lies in. |
| 14559 | VIRGILIA. I will wish her speedy strength, a... |
| 14560 | prayers; but I cannot go thither. |
| 14561 | VOLUMNIA. Why, I pray you? |
| 14562 | VIRGILIA. 'Tis not to save labour, nor that ... |
| 14563 | VALERIA. You would be another Penelope; yet ... |
| 14564 | she spun in Ulysses' absence did but fill ... |
| 14565 | Come, I would your cambric were sensible a... |
| 14566 | might leave pricking it for pity. Come, yo... |
| 14567 | VIRGILIA. No, good madam, pardon me; indeed ... |
| 14568 | VALERIA. In truth, la, go with me; and I'll ... |
| 14569 | of your husband. |
| 14570 | VIRGILIA. O, good madam, there can be none yet. |
| 14571 | VALERIA. Verily, I do not jest with you; the... |
| 14572 | last night. |
| 14573 | VIRGILIA. Indeed, madam? |
| 14574 | VALERIA. In earnest, it's true; I heard a se... |
| 14575 | is: the Volsces have an army forth; agains... |
| 14576 | general is gone, with one part of our Roma... |
| 14577 | Titus Lartius are set down before their ci... |
| 14578 | nothing doubt prevailing and to make it br... |
| 14579 | on mine honour; and so, I pray, go with us. |
| 14580 | VIRGILIA. Give me excuse, good madam; I will... |
| 14581 | hereafter. |
| 14582 | VOLUMNIA. Let her alone, lady; as she is now... |
| 14583 | our better mirth. |
| 14584 | VALERIA. In troth, I think she would. Fare y... |
| 14585 | good sweet lady. Prithee, Virgilia, turn t... |
| 14586 | door and go along with us. |
| 14587 | VIRGILIA. No, at a word, madam; indeed I mus... |
| 14588 | mirth. |
| 14589 | VALERIA. Well then, farewell. ... |
| 14590 | SCENE IV. |
| 14591 | Before Corioli |
| 14592 | Enter MARCIUS, TITUS LARTIUS, with drum and co... |
| 14593 | with CAPTAINS and soldiers. To them a MESSENGER |
| 14594 | MARCIUS. Yonder comes news; a wager- they ha... |
| 14595 | LARTIUS. My horse to yours- no. |
| 14596 | MARCIUS. 'Tis done. |
| 14597 | LARTIUS. Agreed. |
| 14598 | MARCIUS. Say, has our general met the enemy? |
| 14599 | MESSENGER. They lie in view, but have not sp... |
| 14600 | LARTIUS. So, the good horse is mine. |
| 14601 | MARCIUS. I'll buy him of you. |
| 14602 | LARTIUS. No, I'll nor sell nor give him; len... |
| 14603 | For half a hundred years. Summon the town. |
| 14604 | MARCIUS. How far off lie these armies? |
| 14605 | MESSENGER. Within this mile and half. |
| 14606 | MARCIUS. Then shall we hear their 'larum, an... |
| 14607 | Now, Mars, I prithee, make us quick in work, |
| 14608 | That we with smoking swords may march from... |
| 14609 | To help our fielded friends! Come, blow th... |
| 14610 | They sound a parley. Enter two SENAT... |
| 14611 | on the walls of Corioli |
| 14612 | Tullus Aufidius, is he within your walls? |
| 14613 | FIRST SENATOR. No, nor a man that fears you ... |
| 14614 | That's lesser than a little. [Drum afar o... |
| 14615 | Are bringing forth our youth. We'll break ... |
| 14616 | Rather than they shall pound us up; our ga... |
| 14617 | Which yet seem shut, we have but pinn'd wi... |
| 14618 | They'll open of themselves. [Alarum far o... |
| 14619 | There is Aufidius. List what work he makes |
| 14620 | Amongst your cloven army. |
| 14621 | MARCIUS. O, they are at it! |
| 14622 | LARTIUS. Their noise be our instruction. Lad... |
| 14623 | Enter the army of the Volsces |
| 14624 | MARCIUS. They fear us not, but issue forth t... |
| 14625 | Now put your shields before your hearts, a... |
| 14626 | With hearts more proof than shields. Advan... |
| 14627 | They do disdain us much beyond our thoughts, |
| 14628 | Which makes me sweat with wrath. Come on, ... |
| 14629 | He that retires, I'll take him for a Volsce, |
| 14630 | And he shall feel mine edge. |
| 14631 | Alarum. The Romans are beat back to ... |
| 14632 | Re-enter MARCIUS, cursing |
| 14633 | MARCIUS. All the contagion of the south ligh... |
| 14634 | You shames of Rome! you herd of- Boils and... |
| 14635 | Plaster you o'er, that you may be abhorr'd |
| 14636 | Farther than seen, and one infect another |
| 14637 | Against the wind a mile! You souls of geese |
| 14638 | That bear the shapes of men, how have you run |
| 14639 | From slaves that apes would beat! Pluto an... |
| 14640 | All hurt behind! Backs red, and faces pale |
| 14641 | With flight and agued fear! Mend and charg... |
| 14642 | Or, by the fires of heaven, I'll leave the... |
| 14643 | And make my wars on you. Look to't. Come o... |
| 14644 | If you'll stand fast we'll beat them to th... |
| 14645 | As they us to our trenches. Follow me. |
| 14646 | Another alarum. The Volsces fly, and ... |
| 14647 | them to the gates |
| 14648 | So, now the gates are ope; now prove good ... |
| 14649 | 'Tis for the followers fortune widens them, |
| 14650 | Not for the fliers. Mark me, and do the like. |
| 14651 | [MARCIUS enters the gates] |
| 14652 | FIRST SOLDIER. Fool-hardiness; not I. |
| 14653 | SECOND SOLDIER. Not I. [M... |
| 14654 | FIRST SOLDIER. See, they have shut him in. |
| 14655 | ALL. To th' pot, I warrant him. ... |
| 14656 | Re-enter TITUS LARTIUS |
| 14657 | LARTIUS. What is become of Marcius? |
| 14658 | ALL. Slain, sir, doubtless. |
| 14659 | FIRST SOLDIER. Following the fliers at the v... |
| 14660 | With them he enters; who, upon the sudden, |
| 14661 | Clapp'd to their gates. He is himself alone, |
| 14662 | To answer all the city. |
| 14663 | LARTIUS. O noble fellow! |
| 14664 | Who sensibly outdares his senseless sword, |
| 14665 | And when it bows stand'st up. Thou art lef... |
| 14666 | A carbuncle entire, as big as thou art, |
| 14667 | Were not so rich a jewel. Thou wast a soldier |
| 14668 | Even to Cato's wish, not fierce and terrible |
| 14669 | Only in strokes; but with thy grim looks and |
| 14670 | The thunder-like percussion of thy sounds |
| 14671 | Thou mad'st thine enemies shake, as if the... |
| 14672 | Were feverous and did tremble. |
| 14673 | Re-enter MARCIUS, bleeding, assaulte... |
| 14674 | FIRST SOLDIER. Look, sir. |
| 14675 | LARTIUS. O, 'tis Marcius! |
| 14676 | Let's fetch him off, or make remain alike. |
| 14677 | [They fight, and a... |
| 14678 | SCENE V. |
| 14679 | Within Corioli. A street |
| 14680 | Enter certain Romans, with spoils |
| 14681 | FIRST ROMAN. This will I carry to Rome. |
| 14682 | SECOND ROMAN. And I this. |
| 14683 | THIRD ROMAN. A murrain on 't! I took this fo... |
| 14684 | [Alarum continu... |
| 14685 | Enter MARCIUS and TITUS LARTIUS With... |
| 14686 | MARCIUS. See here these movers that do prize... |
| 14687 | At a crack'd drachma! Cushions, leaden spo... |
| 14688 | Irons of a doit, doublets that hangmen would |
| 14689 | Bury with those that wore them, these base... |
| 14690 | Ere yet the fight be done, pack up. Down w... |
| 14691 | ... |
| 14692 | And hark, what noise the general makes! To... |
| 14693 | There is the man of my soul's hate, Aufidius, |
| 14694 | Piercing our Romans; then, valiant Titus, ... |
| 14695 | Convenient numbers to make good the city; |
| 14696 | Whilst I, with those that have the spirit,... |
| 14697 | To help Cominius. |
| 14698 | LARTIUS. Worthy sir, thou bleed'st; |
| 14699 | Thy exercise hath been too violent |
| 14700 | For a second course of fight. |
| 14701 | MARCIUS. Sir, praise me not; |
| 14702 | My work hath yet not warm'd me. Fare you w... |
| 14703 | The blood I drop is rather physical |
| 14704 | Than dangerous to me. To Aufidius thus |
| 14705 | I will appear, and fight. |
| 14706 | LARTIUS. Now the fair goddess, Fortune, |
| 14707 | Fall deep in love with thee, and her great... |
| 14708 | Misguide thy opposers' swords! Bold gentle... |
| 14709 | Prosperity be thy page! |
| 14710 | MARCIUS. Thy friend no less |
| 14711 | Than those she placeth highest! So farewell. |
| 14712 | LARTIUS. Thou worthiest Marcius! ... |
| 14713 | Go sound thy trumpet in the market-place; |
| 14714 | Call thither all the officers o' th' town, |
| 14715 | Where they shall know our mind. Away! ... |
| 14716 | SCENE VI. |
| 14717 | Near the camp of COMINIUS |
| 14718 | Enter COMINIUS, as it were in retire, with sol... |
| 14719 | COMINIUS. Breathe you, my friends. Well foug... |
| 14720 | Like Romans, neither foolish in our stands |
| 14721 | Nor cowardly in retire. Believe me, sirs, |
| 14722 | We shall be charg'd again. Whiles we have ... |
| 14723 | By interims and conveying gusts we have heard |
| 14724 | The charges of our friends. The Roman gods, |
| 14725 | Lead their successes as we wish our own, |
| 14726 | That both our powers, with smiling fronts ... |
| 14727 | May give you thankful sacrifice! |
| 14728 | Enter A MESSENGER |
| 14729 | Thy news? |
| 14730 | MESSENGER. The citizens of Corioli have issued |
| 14731 | And given to Lartius and to Marcius battle; |
| 14732 | I saw our party to their trenches driven, |
| 14733 | And then I came away. |
| 14734 | COMINIUS. Though thou speak'st truth, |
| 14735 | Methinks thou speak'st not well. How long ... |
| 14736 | MESSENGER. Above an hour, my lord. |
| 14737 | COMINIUS. 'Tis not a mile; briefly we heard ... |
| 14738 | How couldst thou in a mile confound an hour, |
| 14739 | And bring thy news so late? |
| 14740 | MESSENGER. Spies of the Volsces |
| 14741 | Held me in chase, that I was forc'd to wheel |
| 14742 | Three or four miles about; else had I, sir, |
| 14743 | Half an hour since brought my report. |
| 14744 | Enter MARCIUS |
| 14745 | COMINIUS. Who's yonder |
| 14746 | That does appear as he were flay'd? O gods! |
| 14747 | He has the stamp of Marcius, and I have |
| 14748 | Before-time seen him thus. |
| 14749 | MARCIUS. Come I too late? |
| 14750 | COMINIUS. The shepherd knows not thunder fro... |
| 14751 | More than I know the sound of Marcius' ton... |
| 14752 | From every meaner man. |
| 14753 | MARCIUS. Come I too late? |
| 14754 | COMINIUS. Ay, if you come not in the blood o... |
| 14755 | But mantled in your own. |
| 14756 | MARCIUS. O! let me clip ye |
| 14757 | In arms as sound as when I woo'd, in heart |
| 14758 | As merry as when our nuptial day was done, |
| 14759 | And tapers burn'd to bedward. |
| 14760 | COMINIUS. Flower of warriors, |
| 14761 | How is't with Titus Lartius? |
| 14762 | MARCIUS. As with a man busied about decrees: |
| 14763 | Condemning some to death and some to exile; |
| 14764 | Ransoming him or pitying, threat'ning th' ... |
| 14765 | Holding Corioli in the name of Rome |
| 14766 | Even like a fawning greyhound in the leash, |
| 14767 | To let him slip at will. |
| 14768 | COMINIUS. Where is that slave |
| 14769 | Which told me they had beat you to your tr... |
| 14770 | Where is he? Call him hither. |
| 14771 | MARCIUS. Let him alone; |
| 14772 | He did inform the truth. But for our gentl... |
| 14773 | The common file- a plague! tribunes for them! |
| 14774 | The mouse ne'er shunn'd the cat as they di... |
| 14775 | From rascals worse than they. |
| 14776 | COMINIUS. But how prevail'd you? |
| 14777 | MARCIUS. Will the time serve to tell? I do n... |
| 14778 | Where is the enemy? Are you lords o' th' f... |
| 14779 | If not, why cease you till you are so? |
| 14780 | COMINIUS. Marcius, |
| 14781 | We have at disadvantage fought, and did |
| 14782 | Retire to win our purpose. |
| 14783 | MARCIUS. How lies their battle? Know you on ... |
| 14784 | They have plac'd their men of trust? |
| 14785 | COMINIUS. As I guess, Marcius, |
| 14786 | Their bands i' th' vaward are the Antiates, |
| 14787 | Of their best trust; o'er them Aufidius, |
| 14788 | Their very heart of hope. |
| 14789 | MARCIUS. I do beseech you, |
| 14790 | By all the battles wherein we have fought, |
| 14791 | By th' blood we have shed together, by th'... |
| 14792 | We have made to endure friends, that you d... |
| 14793 | Set me against Aufidius and his Antiates; |
| 14794 | And that you not delay the present, but, |
| 14795 | Filling the air with swords advanc'd and d... |
| 14796 | We prove this very hour. |
| 14797 | COMINIUS. Though I could wish |
| 14798 | You were conducted to a gentle bath |
| 14799 | And balms applied to you, yet dare I never |
| 14800 | Deny your asking: take your choice of those |
| 14801 | That best can aid your action. |
| 14802 | MARCIUS. Those are they |
| 14803 | That most are willing. If any such be here- |
| 14804 | As it were sin to doubt- that love this pa... |
| 14805 | Wherein you see me smear'd; if any fear |
| 14806 | Lesser his person than an ill report; |
| 14807 | If any think brave death outweighs bad life |
| 14808 | And that his country's dearer than himself; |
| 14809 | Let him alone, or so many so minded, |
| 14810 | Wave thus to express his disposition, |
| 14811 | And follow Marcius. [They all sh... |
| 14812 | swords, take him up in their arms and c... |
| 14813 | O, me alone! Make you a sword of me? |
| 14814 | If these shows be not outward, which of you |
| 14815 | But is four Volsces? None of you but is |
| 14816 | Able to bear against the great Aufidius |
| 14817 | A shield as hard as his. A certain number, |
| 14818 | Though thanks to all, must I select from a... |
| 14819 | Shall bear the business in some other fight, |
| 14820 | As cause will be obey'd. Please you to march; |
| 14821 | And four shall quickly draw out my command, |
| 14822 | Which men are best inclin'd. |
| 14823 | COMINIUS. March on, my fellows; |
| 14824 | Make good this ostentation, and you shall |
| 14825 | Divide in all with us. ... |
| 14826 | SCENE VII. |
| 14827 | The gates of Corioli |
| 14828 | TITUS LARTIUS, having set a guard upon Corioli... |
| 14829 | toward COMINIUS and CAIUS MARCIUS, enters with... |
| 14830 | and a scout |
| 14831 | LARTIUS. So, let the ports be guarded; keep ... |
| 14832 | As I have set them down. If I do send, dis... |
| 14833 | Those centuries to our aid; the rest will ... |
| 14834 | For a short holding. If we lose the field |
| 14835 | We cannot keep the town. |
| 14836 | LIEUTENANT. Fear not our care, sir. |
| 14837 | LARTIUS. Hence, and shut your gates upon's. |
| 14838 | Our guider, come; to th' Roman camp conduc... |
| 14839 | SCENE VIII. |
| 14840 | A field of battle between the Roman and the Vo... |
| 14841 | Alarum, as in battle. Enter MARCIUS and AUFIDI... |
| 14842 | MARCIUS. I'll fight with none but thee, for ... |
| 14843 | Worse than a promise-breaker. |
| 14844 | AUFIDIUS. We hate alike: |
| 14845 | Not Afric owns a serpent I abhor |
| 14846 | More than thy fame and envy. Fix thy foot. |
| 14847 | MARCIUS. Let the first budger die the other'... |
| 14848 | And the gods doom him after! |
| 14849 | AUFIDIUS. If I fly, Marcius, |
| 14850 | Halloa me like a hare. |
| 14851 | MARCIUS. Within these three hours, Tullus, |
| 14852 | Alone I fought in your Corioli walls, |
| 14853 | And made what work I pleas'd. 'Tis not my ... |
| 14854 | Wherein thou seest me mask'd. For thy revenge |
| 14855 | Wrench up thy power to th' highest. |
| 14856 | AUFIDIUS. Wert thou the Hector |
| 14857 | That was the whip of your bragg'd progeny, |
| 14858 | Thou shouldst not scape me here. |
| 14859 | Here they fight, and certain Volsces co... |
| 14860 | of AUFIDIUS. MARCIUS fights till they ... |
| 14861 | breathless |
| 14862 | Officious, and not valiant, you have sham'... |
| 14863 | In your condemned seconds. ... |
| 14864 | SCENE IX. |
| 14865 | The Roman camp |
| 14866 | Flourish. Alarum. A retreat is sounded. Enter,... |
| 14867 | COMINIUS with the Romans; at another door, MAR... |
| 14868 | COMINIUS. If I should tell thee o'er this th... |
| 14869 | Thou't not believe thy deeds; but I'll rep... |
| 14870 | Where senators shall mingle tears with smi... |
| 14871 | Where great patricians shall attend, and s... |
| 14872 | I' th' end admire; where ladies shall be f... |
| 14873 | And, gladly quak'd, hear more; where the d... |
| 14874 | That with the fusty plebeians hate thine h... |
| 14875 | Shall say against their hearts 'We thank t... |
| 14876 | Our Rome hath such a soldier.' |
| 14877 | Yet cam'st thou to a morsel of this feast, |
| 14878 | Having fully din'd before. |
| 14879 | Enter TITUS LARTIUS, with his power, ... |
| 14880 | LARTIUS. O General, |
| 14881 | Here is the steed, we the caparison. |
| 14882 | Hadst thou beheld- |
| 14883 | MARCIUS. Pray now, no more; my mother, |
| 14884 | Who has a charter to extol her blood, |
| 14885 | When she does praise me grieves me. I have... |
| 14886 | As you have done- that's what I can; induc'd |
| 14887 | As you have been- that's for my country. |
| 14888 | He that has but effected his good will |
| 14889 | Hath overta'en mine act. |
| 14890 | COMINIUS. You shall not be |
| 14891 | The grave of your deserving; Rome must know |
| 14892 | The value of her own. 'Twere a concealment |
| 14893 | Worse than a theft, no less than a traduce... |
| 14894 | To hide your doings and to silence that |
| 14895 | Which, to the spire and top of praises vou... |
| 14896 | Would seem but modest. Therefore, I beseec... |
| 14897 | In sign of what you are, not to reward |
| 14898 | What you have done, before our army hear me. |
| 14899 | MARCIUS. I have some wounds upon me, and the... |
| 14900 | To hear themselves rememb'red. |
| 14901 | COMINIUS. Should they not, |
| 14902 | Well might they fester 'gainst ingratitude |
| 14903 | And tent themselves with death. Of all the... |
| 14904 | Whereof we have ta'en good, and good store... |
| 14905 | The treasure in this field achiev'd and city, |
| 14906 | We render you the tenth; to be ta'en forth |
| 14907 | Before the common distribution at |
| 14908 | Your only choice. |
| 14909 | MARCIUS. I thank you, General, |
| 14910 | But cannot make my heart consent to take |
| 14911 | A bribe to pay my sword. I do refuse it, |
| 14912 | And stand upon my common part with those |
| 14913 | That have beheld the doing. |
| 14914 | A long flourish. They all cry 'Marc... |
| 14915 | cast up their caps and lances. COMINIUS and... |
| 14916 | May these same instruments which you profane |
| 14917 | Never sound more! When drums and trumpets ... |
| 14918 | I' th' field prove flatterers, let courts ... |
| 14919 | Made all of false-fac'd soothing. When ste... |
| 14920 | Soft as the parasite's silk, let him be made |
| 14921 | An overture for th' wars. No more, I say. |
| 14922 | For that I have not wash'd my nose that bled, |
| 14923 | Or foil'd some debile wretch, which withou... |
| 14924 | Here's many else have done, you shout me f... |
| 14925 | In acclamations hyperbolical, |
| 14926 | As if I lov'd my little should be dieted |
| 14927 | In praises sauc'd with lies. |
| 14928 | COMINIUS. Too modest are you; |
| 14929 | More cruel to your good report than grateful |
| 14930 | To us that give you truly. By your patience, |
| 14931 | If 'gainst yourself you be incens'd, we'll... |
| 14932 | Like one that means his proper harm- in ma... |
| 14933 | Then reason safely with you. Therefore be ... |
| 14934 | As to us, to all the world, that Caius Mar... |
| 14935 | Wears this war's garland; in token of the ... |
| 14936 | My noble steed, known to the camp, I give ... |
| 14937 | With all his trim belonging; and from this... |
| 14938 | For what he did before Corioli, can him |
| 14939 | With all th' applause-and clamour of the h... |
| 14940 | Caius Marcius Coriolanus. |
| 14941 | Bear th' addition nobly ever! |
| 14942 | [Flourish. Trumpets... |
| 14943 | ALL. Caius Marcius Coriolanus! |
| 14944 | CORIOLANUS. I will go wash; |
| 14945 | And when my face is fair you shall perceive |
| 14946 | Whether I blush or no. Howbeit, I thank you; |
| 14947 | I mean to stride your steed, and at all times |
| 14948 | To undercrest your good addition |
| 14949 | To th' fairness of my power. |
| 14950 | COMINIUS. So, to our tent; |
| 14951 | Where, ere we do repose us, we will write |
| 14952 | To Rome of our success. You, Titus Lartius, |
| 14953 | Must to Corioli back. Send us to Rome |
| 14954 | The best, with whom we may articulate |
| 14955 | For their own good and ours. |
| 14956 | LARTIUS. I shall, my lord. |
| 14957 | CORIOLANUS. The gods begin to mock me. I, th... |
| 14958 | Refus'd most princely gifts, am bound to b... |
| 14959 | Of my Lord General. |
| 14960 | COMINIUS. Take't- 'tis yours; what is't? |
| 14961 | CORIOLANUS. I sometime lay here in Corioli |
| 14962 | At a poor man's house; he us'd me kindly. |
| 14963 | He cried to me; I saw him prisoner; |
| 14964 | But then Aufidius was within my view, |
| 14965 | And wrath o'erwhelm'd my pity. I request you |
| 14966 | To give my poor host freedom. |
| 14967 | COMINIUS. O, well begg'd! |
| 14968 | Were he the butcher of my son, he should |
| 14969 | Be free as is the wind. Deliver him, Titus. |
| 14970 | LARTIUS. Marcius, his name? |
| 14971 | CORIOLANUS. By Jupiter, forgot! |
| 14972 | I am weary; yea, my memory is tir'd. |
| 14973 | Have we no wine here? |
| 14974 | COMINIUS. Go we to our tent. |
| 14975 | The blood upon your visage dries; 'tis time |
| 14976 | It should be look'd to. Come. ... |
| 14977 | SCENE X. |
| 14978 | The camp of the Volsces |
| 14979 | A flourish. Cornets. Enter TULLUS AUFIDIUS blo... |
| 14980 | AUFIDIUS. The town is ta'en. |
| 14981 | FIRST SOLDIER. 'Twill be deliver'd back on g... |
| 14982 | AUFIDIUS. Condition! |
| 14983 | I would I were a Roman; for I cannot, |
| 14984 | Being a Volsce, be that I am. Condition? |
| 14985 | What good condition can a treaty find |
| 14986 | I' th' part that is at mercy? Five times, ... |
| 14987 | I have fought with thee; so often hast tho... |
| 14988 | And wouldst do so, I think, should we enco... |
| 14989 | As often as we eat. By th' elements, |
| 14990 | If e'er again I meet him beard to beard, |
| 14991 | He's mine or I am his. Mine emulation |
| 14992 | Hath not that honour in't it had; for where |
| 14993 | I thought to crush him in an equal force, |
| 14994 | True sword to sword, I'll potch at him som... |
| 14995 | Or wrath or craft may get him. |
| 14996 | FIRST SOLDIER. He's the devil. |
| 14997 | AUFIDIUS. Bolder, though not so subtle. My v... |
| 14998 | With only suff'ring stain by him; for him |
| 14999 | Shall fly out of itself. Nor sleep nor san... |
| 15000 | Being naked, sick, nor fane nor Capitol, |
| 15001 | The prayers of priests nor times of sacrif... |
| 15002 | Embarquements all of fury, shall lift up |
| 15003 | Their rotten privilege and custom 'gainst |
| 15004 | My hate to Marcius. Where I find him, were it |
| 15005 | At home, upon my brother's guard, even there, |
| 15006 | Against the hospitable canon, would I |
| 15007 | Wash my fierce hand in's heart. Go you to ... |
| 15008 | Learn how 'tis held, and what they are tha... |
| 15009 | Be hostages for Rome. |
| 15010 | FIRST SOLDIER. Will not you go? |
| 15011 | AUFIDIUS. I am attended at the cypress grove... |
| 15012 | 'Tis south the city mills- bring me word t... |
| 15013 | How the world goes, that to the pace of it |
| 15014 | I may spur on my journey. |
| 15015 | FIRST SOLDIER. I shall, sir. ... |
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| 15024 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 15025 | Rome. A public place |
| 15026 | Enter MENENIUS, with the two Tribunes of the p... |
| 15027 | MENENIUS. The augurer tells me we shall have... |
| 15028 | BRUTUS. Good or bad? |
| 15029 | MENENIUS. Not according to the prayer of the... |
| 15030 | not Marcius. |
| 15031 | SICINIUS. Nature teaches beasts to know thei... |
| 15032 | MENENIUS. Pray you, who does the wolf love? |
| 15033 | SICINIUS. The lamb. |
| 15034 | MENENIUS. Ay, to devour him, as the hungry p... |
| 15035 | noble Marcius. |
| 15036 | BRUTUS. He's a lamb indeed, that baes like a... |
| 15037 | MENENIUS. He's a bear indeed, that lives fik... |
| 15038 | old men; tell me one thing that I shall as... |
| 15039 | BOTH TRIBUNES. Well, sir. |
| 15040 | MENENIUS. In what enormity is Marcius poor i... |
| 15041 | in abundance? |
| 15042 | BRUTUS. He's poor in no one fault, but stor'... |
| 15043 | SICINIUS. Especially in pride. |
| 15044 | BRUTUS. And topping all others in boasting. |
| 15045 | MENENIUS. This is strange now. Do you two kn... |
| 15046 | here in the city- I mean of us o' th' righ... |
| 15047 | BOTH TRIBUNES. Why, how are we censur'd? |
| 15048 | MENENIUS. Because you talk of pride now- wil... |
| 15049 | BOTH TRIBUNES. Well, well, sir, well. |
| 15050 | MENENIUS. Why, 'tis no great matter; for a v... |
| 15051 | occasion will rob you of a great deal of p... |
| 15052 | dispositions the reins, and be angry at yo... |
| 15053 | least, if you take it as a pleasure to you... |
| 15054 | Marcius for being proud? |
| 15055 | BRUTUS. We do it not alone, sir. |
| 15056 | MENENIUS. I know you can do very little alon... |
| 15057 | many, or else your actions would grow wond... |
| 15058 | abilities are too infant-like for doing mu... |
| 15059 | pride. O that you could turn your eyes tow... |
| 15060 | necks, and make but an interior survey of ... |
| 15061 | that you could! |
| 15062 | BOTH TRIBUNES. What then, sir? |
| 15063 | MENENIUS. Why, then you should discover a br... |
| 15064 | proud, violent, testy magistrates-alias fo... |
| 15065 | SICINIUS. Menenius, you are known well enoug... |
| 15066 | MENENIUS. I am known to be a humorous patric... |
| 15067 | a cup of hot wine with not a drop of allay... |
| 15068 | be something imperfect in favouring the fi... |
| 15069 | and tinder-like upon too trivial motion; o... |
| 15070 | with the buttock of the night than with th... |
| 15071 | morning. What I think I utter, and spend m... |
| 15072 | Meeting two such wealsmen as you are- I ca... |
| 15073 | Lycurguses- if the drink you give me touch... |
| 15074 | make a crooked face at it. I cannot say yo... |
| 15075 | deliver'd the matter well, when I find the... |
| 15076 | the major part of your syllables; and thou... |
| 15077 | bear with those that say you are reverend ... |
| 15078 | deadly that tell you you have good faces. ... |
| 15079 | map of my microcosm, follows it that I am ... |
| 15080 | What harm can your bisson conspectuities g... |
| 15081 | character, if I be known well enough too? |
| 15082 | BRUTUS. Come, sir, come, we know you well en... |
| 15083 | MENENIUS. You know neither me, yourselves, n... |
| 15084 | ambitious for poor knaves' caps and legs; ... |
| 15085 | wholesome forenoon in hearing a cause betw... |
| 15086 | a fosset-seller, and then rejourn the cont... |
| 15087 | to a second day of audience. When you are ... |
| 15088 | between party and party, if you chance to ... |
| 15089 | colic, you make faces like mummers, set up... |
| 15090 | against all patience, and, in roaring for ... |
| 15091 | the controversy bleeding, the more entangl... |
| 15092 | the peace you make in their cause is calli... |
| 15093 | knaves. You are a pair of strange ones. |
| 15094 | BRUTUS. Come, come, you are well understood ... |
| 15095 | for the table than a necessary bencher in ... |
| 15096 | MENENIUS. Our very priests must become mocke... |
| 15097 | encounter such ridiculous subjects as you ... |
| 15098 | best unto the purpose, it is not worth the... |
| 15099 | beards; and your beards deserve not so hon... |
| 15100 | stuff a botcher's cushion or to be entomb'... |
| 15101 | pack-saddle. Yet you must be saying Marciu... |
| 15102 | cheap estimation, is worth all your predec... |
| 15103 | though peradventure some of the best of 'e... |
| 15104 | hangmen. God-den to your worships. More of... |
| 15105 | would infect my brain, being the herdsmen ... |
| 15106 | plebeians. I will be bold to take my leave... |
| 15107 | [BRUTUS and ... |
| 15108 | Enter VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, and V... |
| 15109 | How now, my as fair as noble ladies- and t... |
| 15110 | earthly, no nobler- whither do you follow ... |
| 15111 | VOLUMNIA. Honourable Menenius, my boy Marciu... |
| 15112 | love of Juno, let's go. |
| 15113 | MENENIUS. Ha! Marcius coming home? |
| 15114 | VOLUMNIA. Ay, worthy Menenius, and with most... |
| 15115 | approbation. |
| 15116 | MENENIUS. Take my cap, Jupiter, and I thank ... |
| 15117 | Marcius coming home! |
| 15118 | VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA. Nay, 'tis true. |
| 15119 | VOLUMNIA. Look, here's a letter from him; th... |
| 15120 | his wife another; and I think there's one ... |
| 15121 | MENENIUS. I will make my very house reel to-... |
| 15122 | VIRGILIA. Yes, certain, there's a letter for... |
| 15123 | MENENIUS. A letter for me! It gives me an es... |
| 15124 | health; in which time I will make a lip at... |
| 15125 | most sovereign prescription in Galen is bu... |
| 15126 | this preservative, of no better report tha... |
| 15127 | not wounded? He was wont to come home woun... |
| 15128 | VIRGILIA. O, no, no, no. |
| 15129 | VOLUMNIA. O, he is wounded, I thank the gods... |
| 15130 | MENENIUS. So do I too, if it be not too much... |
| 15131 | his pocket? The wounds become him. |
| 15132 | VOLUMNIA. On's brows, Menenius, he comes the... |
| 15133 | the oaken garland. |
| 15134 | MENENIUS. Has he disciplin'd Aufidius soundly? |
| 15135 | VOLUMNIA. Titus Lartius writes they fought t... |
| 15136 | got off. |
| 15137 | MENENIUS. And 'twas time for him too, I'll w... |
| 15138 | had stay'd by him, I would not have been s... |
| 15139 | chests in Corioli and the gold that's in t... |
| 15140 | possess'd of this? |
| 15141 | VOLUMNIA. Good ladies, let's go. Yes, yes, y... |
| 15142 | letters from the general, wherein he gives... |
| 15143 | of the war; he hath in this action outdone... |
| 15144 | doubly. |
| 15145 | VALERIA. In troth, there's wondrous things s... |
| 15146 | MENENIUS. Wondrous! Ay, I warrant you, and n... |
| 15147 | purchasing. |
| 15148 | VIRGILIA. The gods grant them true! |
| 15149 | VOLUMNIA. True! pow, waw. |
| 15150 | MENENIUS. True! I'll be sworn they are true.... |
| 15151 | [To the TRIBUNES] God save your good wors... |
| 15152 | home; he has more cause to be proud. Where... |
| 15153 | VOLUMNIA. I' th' shoulder and i' th' left ar... |
| 15154 | cicatrices to show the people when he shal... |
| 15155 | He received in the repulse of Tarquin seve... |
| 15156 | MENENIUS. One i' th' neck and two i' th' thi... |
| 15157 | know. |
| 15158 | VOLUMNIA. He had before this last expedition... |
| 15159 | upon him. |
| 15160 | MENENIUS. Now it's twenty-seven; every gash ... |
| 15161 | [A shout and flourish] Hark! the trumpets. |
| 15162 | VOLUMNIA. These are the ushers of Marcius. B... |
| 15163 | noise, and behind him he leaves tears; |
| 15164 | Death, that dark spirit, in's nervy arm do... |
| 15165 | Which, being advanc'd, declines, and then ... |
| 15166 | A sennet. Trumpets sound. Enter CO... |
| 15167 | GENERAL, and TITUS LARTIUS; betw... |
| 15168 | CORIOLANUS, crown'd with an oaken g... |
| 15169 | CAPTAINS and soldiers and a... |
| 15170 | HERALD. Know, Rome, that all alone Marcius d... |
| 15171 | Within Corioli gates, where he hath won, |
| 15172 | With fame, a name to Caius Marcius; these |
| 15173 | In honour follows Coriolanus. |
| 15174 | Welcome to Rome, renowned Coriolanus! ... |
| 15175 | ALL. Welcome to Rome, renowned Coriolanus! |
| 15176 | CORIOLANUS. No more of this, it does offend ... |
| 15177 | Pray now, no more. |
| 15178 | COMINIUS. Look, sir, your mother! |
| 15179 | CORIOLANUS. O, |
| 15180 | You have, I know, petition'd all the gods |
| 15181 | For my prosperity! ... |
| 15182 | VOLUMNIA. Nay, my good soldier, up; |
| 15183 | My gentle Marcius, worthy Caius, and |
| 15184 | By deed-achieving honour newly nam'd- |
| 15185 | What is it? Coriolanus must I can thee? |
| 15186 | But, O, thy wife! |
| 15187 | CORIOLANUS. My gracious silence, hail! |
| 15188 | Wouldst thou have laugh'd had I come coffi... |
| 15189 | That weep'st to see me triumph? Ah, my dear, |
| 15190 | Such eyes the widows in Corioli wear, |
| 15191 | And mothers that lack sons. |
| 15192 | MENENIUS. Now the gods crown thee! |
| 15193 | CORIOLANUS. And live you yet? [To VALERIA] ... |
| 15194 | pardon. |
| 15195 | VOLUMNIA. I know not where to turn. |
| 15196 | O, welcome home! And welcome, General. |
| 15197 | And y'are welcome all. |
| 15198 | MENENIUS. A hundred thousand welcomes. I cou... |
| 15199 | And I could laugh; I am light and heavy. W... |
| 15200 | A curse begin at very root on's heart |
| 15201 | That is not glad to see thee! You are three |
| 15202 | That Rome should dote on; yet, by the fait... |
| 15203 | We have some old crab trees here at home t... |
| 15204 | Be grafted to your relish. Yet welcome, wa... |
| 15205 | We call a nettle but a nettle, and |
| 15206 | The faults of fools but folly. |
| 15207 | COMINIUS. Ever right. |
| 15208 | CORIOLANUS. Menenius ever, ever. |
| 15209 | HERALD. Give way there, and go on. |
| 15210 | CORIOLANUS. [To his wife and mother] Your ... |
| 15211 | Ere in our own house I do shade my head, |
| 15212 | The good patricians must be visited; |
| 15213 | From whom I have receiv'd not only greetings, |
| 15214 | But with them change of honours. |
| 15215 | VOLUMNIA. I have lived |
| 15216 | To see inherited my very wishes, |
| 15217 | And the buildings of my fancy; only |
| 15218 | There's one thing wanting, which I doubt n... |
| 15219 | Our Rome will cast upon thee. |
| 15220 | CORIOLANUS. Know, good mother, |
| 15221 | I had rather be their servant in my way |
| 15222 | Than sway with them in theirs. |
| 15223 | COMINIUS. On, to the Capitol. |
| 15224 | [Flourish. Cornets. Exeunt in... |
| 15225 | BRUTUS and SICINIUS come forward |
| 15226 | BRUTUS. All tongues speak of him and the ble... |
| 15227 | Are spectacled to see him. Your prattling ... |
| 15228 | Into a rapture lets her baby cry |
| 15229 | While she chats him; the kitchen malkin pins |
| 15230 | Her richest lockram 'bout her reechy neck, |
| 15231 | Clamb'ring the walls to eye him; stalls, b... |
| 15232 | Are smother'd up, leads fill'd and ridges ... |
| 15233 | With variable complexions, all agreeing |
| 15234 | In earnestness to see him. Seld-shown flamens |
| 15235 | Do press among the popular throngs and puff |
| 15236 | To win a vulgar station; our veil'd dames |
| 15237 | Commit the war of white and damask in |
| 15238 | Their nicely gawded cheeks to th' wanton s... |
| 15239 | Of Phoebus' burning kisses. Such a pother, |
| 15240 | As if that whatsoever god who leads him |
| 15241 | Were slily crept into his human powers, |
| 15242 | And gave him graceful posture. |
| 15243 | SICINIUS. On the sudden |
| 15244 | I warrant him consul. |
| 15245 | BRUTUS. Then our office may |
| 15246 | During his power go sleep. |
| 15247 | SICINIUS. He cannot temp'rately transport hi... |
| 15248 | From where he should begin and end, but will |
| 15249 | Lose those he hath won. |
| 15250 | BRUTUS. In that there's comfort. |
| 15251 | SICINIUS. Doubt not |
| 15252 | The commoners, for whom we stand, but they |
| 15253 | Upon their ancient malice will forget |
| 15254 | With the least cause these his new honours... |
| 15255 | That he will give them make I as little qu... |
| 15256 | As he is proud to do't. |
| 15257 | BRUTUS. I heard him swear, |
| 15258 | Were he to stand for consul, never would he |
| 15259 | Appear i' th' market-place, nor on him put |
| 15260 | The napless vesture of humility; |
| 15261 | Nor, showing, as the manner is, his wounds |
| 15262 | To th' people, beg their stinking breaths. |
| 15263 | SICINIUS. 'Tis right. |
| 15264 | BRUTUS. It was his word. O, he would miss it... |
| 15265 | Than carry it but by the suit of the gentr... |
| 15266 | And the desire of the nobles. |
| 15267 | SICINIUS. I wish no better |
| 15268 | Than have him hold that purpose, and to pu... |
| 15269 | In execution. |
| 15270 | BRUTUS. 'Tis most like he will. |
| 15271 | SICINIUS. It shall be to him then as our goo... |
| 15272 | A sure destruction. |
| 15273 | BRUTUS. So it must fall out |
| 15274 | To him or our authorities. For an end, |
| 15275 | We must suggest the people in what hatred |
| 15276 | He still hath held them; that to's power h... |
| 15277 | Have made them mules, silenc'd their plead... |
| 15278 | Dispropertied their freedoms; holding them |
| 15279 | In human action and capacity |
| 15280 | Of no more soul nor fitness for the world |
| 15281 | Than camels in their war, who have their p... |
| 15282 | Only for bearing burdens, and sore blows |
| 15283 | For sinking under them. |
| 15284 | SICINIUS. This, as you say, suggested |
| 15285 | At some time when his soaring insolence |
| 15286 | Shall touch the people- which time shall n... |
| 15287 | If he be put upon't, and that's as easy |
| 15288 | As to set dogs on sheep- will be his fire |
| 15289 | To kindle their dry stubble; and their blaze |
| 15290 | Shall darken him for ever. |
| 15291 | Enter A MESSENGER |
| 15292 | BRUTUS. What's the matter? |
| 15293 | MESSENGER. You are sent for to the Capitol. ... |
| 15294 | That Marcius shall be consul. |
| 15295 | I have seen the dumb men throng to see him... |
| 15296 | The blind to hear him speak; matrons flung... |
| 15297 | Ladies and maids their scarfs and handkerc... |
| 15298 | Upon him as he pass'd; the nobles bended |
| 15299 | As to Jove's statue, and the commons made |
| 15300 | A shower and thunder with their caps and s... |
| 15301 | I never saw the like. |
| 15302 | BRUTUS. Let's to the Capitol, |
| 15303 | And carry with us ears and eyes for th' time, |
| 15304 | But hearts for the event. |
| 15305 | SICINIUS. Have with you. ... |
| 15306 | SCENE II. |
| 15307 | Rome. The Capitol |
| 15308 | Enter two OFFICERS, to lay cushions, as it wer... |
| 15309 | FIRST OFFICER. Come, come, they are almost h... |
| 15310 | consulships? |
| 15311 | SECOND OFFICER. Three, they say; but 'tis th... |
| 15312 | Coriolanus will carry it. |
| 15313 | FIRST OFFICER. That's a brave fellow; but he... |
| 15314 | loves not the common people. |
| 15315 | SECOND OFFICER. Faith, there have been many ... |
| 15316 | flatter'd the people, who ne'er loved them... |
| 15317 | that they have loved, they know not wheref... |
| 15318 | love they know not why, they hate upon no ... |
| 15319 | Therefore, for Coriolanus neither to care ... |
| 15320 | hate him manifests the true knowledge he h... |
| 15321 | disposition, and out of his noble careless... |
| 15322 | see't. |
| 15323 | FIRST OFFICER. If he did not care whether he... |
| 15324 | he waved indifferently 'twixt doing them n... |
| 15325 | but he seeks their hate with greater devot... |
| 15326 | render it him, and leaves nothing undone t... |
| 15327 | him their opposite. Now to seem to affect ... |
| 15328 | displeasure of the people is as bad as tha... |
| 15329 | flatter them for their love. |
| 15330 | SECOND OFFICER. He hath deserved worthily of... |
| 15331 | ascent is not by such easy degrees as thos... |
| 15332 | supple and courteous to the people, bonnet... |
| 15333 | deed to have them at all, into their estim... |
| 15334 | he hath so planted his honours in their ey... |
| 15335 | their hearts that for their tongues to be ... |
| 15336 | so much were a kind of ingrateful injury; ... |
| 15337 | were a malice that, giving itself the lie,... |
| 15338 | and rebuke from every car that heard it. |
| 15339 | FIRST OFFICER. No more of him; he's a worthy... |
| 15340 | are coming. |
| 15341 | A sennet. Enter the PATRICIANS and th... |
| 15342 | OF THE PEOPLE, LICTORS before them; C... |
| 15343 | MENENIUS, COMINIUS the Consul. SIC... |
| 15344 | BRUTUS take their places by the... |
| 15345 | CORIOLANUS stands |
| 15346 | MENENIUS. Having determin'd of the Volsces, and |
| 15347 | To send for Titus Lartius, it remains, |
| 15348 | As the main point of this our after-meeting, |
| 15349 | To gratify his noble service that |
| 15350 | Hath thus stood for his country. Therefore... |
| 15351 | Most reverend and grave elders, to desire |
| 15352 | The present consul and last general |
| 15353 | In our well-found successes to report |
| 15354 | A little of that worthy work perform'd |
| 15355 | By Caius Marcius Coriolanus; whom |
| 15356 | We met here both to thank and to remember |
| 15357 | With honours like himself. ... |
| 15358 | FIRST SENATOR. Speak, good Cominius. |
| 15359 | Leave nothing out for length, and make us ... |
| 15360 | Rather our state's defective for requital |
| 15361 | Than we to stretch it out. Masters o' th' ... |
| 15362 | We do request your kindest ears; and, afte... |
| 15363 | Your loving motion toward the common body, |
| 15364 | To yield what passes here. |
| 15365 | SICINIUS. We are convented |
| 15366 | Upon a pleasing treaty, and have hearts |
| 15367 | Inclinable to honour and advance |
| 15368 | The theme of our assembly. |
| 15369 | BRUTUS. Which the rather |
| 15370 | We shall be bless'd to do, if he remember |
| 15371 | A kinder value of the people than |
| 15372 | He hath hereto priz'd them at. |
| 15373 | MENENIUS. That's off, that's off; |
| 15374 | I would you rather had been silent. Please... |
| 15375 | To hear Cominius speak? |
| 15376 | BRUTUS. Most willingly. |
| 15377 | But yet my caution was more pertinent |
| 15378 | Than the rebuke you give it. |
| 15379 | MENENIUS. He loves your people; |
| 15380 | But tie him not to be their bedfellow. |
| 15381 | Worthy Cominius, speak. |
| 15382 | [CORIOLANUS rises, and ... |
| 15383 | Nay, keep your place. |
| 15384 | FIRST SENATOR. Sit, Coriolanus, never shame ... |
| 15385 | What you have nobly done. |
| 15386 | CORIOLANUS. Your Honours' pardon. |
| 15387 | I had rather have my wounds to heal again |
| 15388 | Than hear say how I got them. |
| 15389 | BRUTUS. Sir, I hope |
| 15390 | My words disbench'd you not. |
| 15391 | CORIOLANUS. No, sir; yet oft, |
| 15392 | When blows have made me stay, I fled from ... |
| 15393 | You sooth'd not, therefore hurt not. But y... |
| 15394 | I love them as they weigh- |
| 15395 | MENENIUS. Pray now, sit down. |
| 15396 | CORIOLANUS. I had rather have one scratch my... |
| 15397 | When the alarum were struck than idly sit |
| 15398 | To hear my nothings monster'd. ... |
| 15399 | MENENIUS. Masters of the people, |
| 15400 | Your multiplying spawn how can he flatter- |
| 15401 | That's thousand to one good one- when you ... |
| 15402 | He had rather venture all his limbs for ho... |
| 15403 | Than one on's ears to hear it? Proceed, Co... |
| 15404 | COMINIUS. I shall lack voice; the deeds of C... |
| 15405 | Should not be utter'd feebly. It is held |
| 15406 | That valour is the chiefest virtue and |
| 15407 | Most dignifies the haver. If it be, |
| 15408 | The man I speak of cannot in the world |
| 15409 | Be singly counterpois'd. At sixteen years, |
| 15410 | When Tarquin made a head for Rome, he fought |
| 15411 | Beyond the mark of others; our then Dictator, |
| 15412 | Whom with all praise I point at, saw him f... |
| 15413 | When with his Amazonian chin he drove |
| 15414 | The bristled lips before him; he bestrid |
| 15415 | An o'erpress'd Roman and i' th' consul's view |
| 15416 | Slew three opposers; Tarquin's self he met, |
| 15417 | And struck him on his knee. In that day's ... |
| 15418 | When he might act the woman in the scene, |
| 15419 | He prov'd best man i' th' field, and for h... |
| 15420 | Was brow-bound with the oak. His pupil age |
| 15421 | Man-ent'red thus, he waxed like a sea, |
| 15422 | And in the brunt of seventeen battles since |
| 15423 | He lurch'd all swords of the garland. For ... |
| 15424 | Before and in Corioli, let me say |
| 15425 | I cannot speak him home. He stopp'd the fl... |
| 15426 | And by his rare example made the coward |
| 15427 | Turn terror into sport; as weeds before |
| 15428 | A vessel under sail, so men obey'd |
| 15429 | And fell below his stem. His sword, death'... |
| 15430 | Where it did mark, it took; from face to foot |
| 15431 | He was a thing of blood, whose every motion |
| 15432 | Was tim'd with dying cries. Alone he ent'red |
| 15433 | The mortal gate of th' city, which he painted |
| 15434 | With shunless destiny; aidless came off, |
| 15435 | And with a sudden re-enforcement struck |
| 15436 | Corioli like a planet. Now all's his. |
| 15437 | When by and by the din of war 'gan pierce |
| 15438 | His ready sense, then straight his doubled... |
| 15439 | Re-quick'ned what in flesh was fatigate, |
| 15440 | And to the battle came he; where he did |
| 15441 | Run reeking o'er the lives of men, as if |
| 15442 | 'Twere a perpetual spoil; and till we call... |
| 15443 | Both field and city ours he never stood |
| 15444 | To ease his breast with panting. |
| 15445 | MENENIUS. Worthy man! |
| 15446 | FIRST SENATOR. He cannot but with measure fi... |
| 15447 | Which we devise him. |
| 15448 | COMINIUS. Our spoils he kick'd at, |
| 15449 | And look'd upon things precious as they were |
| 15450 | The common muck of the world. He covets less |
| 15451 | Than misery itself would give, rewards |
| 15452 | His deeds with doing them, and is content |
| 15453 | To spend the time to end it. |
| 15454 | MENENIUS. He's right noble; |
| 15455 | Let him be call'd for. |
| 15456 | FIRST SENATOR. Call Coriolanus. |
| 15457 | OFFICER. He doth appear. |
| 15458 | Re-enter CORIOLANUS |
| 15459 | MENENIUS. The Senate, Coriolanus, are well p... |
| 15460 | To make thee consul. |
| 15461 | CORIOLANUS. I do owe them still |
| 15462 | My life and services. |
| 15463 | MENENIUS. It then remains |
| 15464 | That you do speak to the people. |
| 15465 | CORIOLANUS. I do beseech you |
| 15466 | Let me o'erleap that custom; for I cannot |
| 15467 | Put on the gown, stand naked, and entreat ... |
| 15468 | For my wounds' sake to give their suffrage... |
| 15469 | That I may pass this doing. |
| 15470 | SICINIUS. Sir, the people |
| 15471 | Must have their voices; neither will they ... |
| 15472 | One jot of ceremony. |
| 15473 | MENENIUS. Put them not to't. |
| 15474 | Pray you go fit you to the custom, and |
| 15475 | Take to you, as your predecessors have, |
| 15476 | Your honour with your form. |
| 15477 | CORIOLANUS. It is a part |
| 15478 | That I shall blush in acting, and might well |
| 15479 | Be taken from the people. |
| 15480 | BRUTUS. Mark you that? |
| 15481 | CORIOLANUS. To brag unto them 'Thus I did, a... |
| 15482 | Show them th' unaching scars which I shoul... |
| 15483 | As if I had receiv'd them for the hire |
| 15484 | Of their breath only! |
| 15485 | MENENIUS. Do not stand upon't. |
| 15486 | We recommend to you, Tribunes of the People, |
| 15487 | Our purpose to them; and to our noble consul |
| 15488 | Wish we all joy and honour. |
| 15489 | SENATORS. To Coriolanus come all joy and hon... |
| 15490 | [Flourish. Cornet... |
| 15491 | but SI... |
| 15492 | BRUTUS. You see how he intends to use the pe... |
| 15493 | SICINIUS. May they perceive's intent! He wil... |
| 15494 | As if he did contemn what he requested |
| 15495 | Should be in them to give. |
| 15496 | BRUTUS. Come, we'll inform them |
| 15497 | Of our proceedings here. On th' market-place |
| 15498 | I know they do attend us. ... |
| 15499 | SCENE III. |
| 15500 | Rome. The Forum |
| 15501 | Enter seven or eight citizens |
| 15502 | FIRST CITIZEN. Once, if he do require our vo... |
| 15503 | deny him. |
| 15504 | SECOND CITIZEN. We may, sir, if we will. |
| 15505 | THIRD CITIZEN. We have power in ourselves to... |
| 15506 | power that we have no power to do; for if ... |
| 15507 | and tell us his deeds, we are to put our t... |
| 15508 | wounds and speak for them; so, if he tell ... |
| 15509 | must also tell him our noble acceptance of... |
| 15510 | monstrous, and for the multitude to be ing... |
| 15511 | monster of the multitude; of the which we ... |
| 15512 | bring ourselves to be monstrous members. |
| 15513 | FIRST CITIZEN. And to make us no better thou... |
| 15514 | will serve; for once we stood up about the... |
| 15515 | not to call us the many-headed multitude. |
| 15516 | THIRD CITIZEN. We have been call'd so of man... |
| 15517 | are some brown, some black, some abram, so... |
| 15518 | wits are so diversely colour'd; and truly ... |
| 15519 | were to issue out of one skull, they would... |
| 15520 | south, and their consent of one direct way... |
| 15521 | all the points o' th' compass. |
| 15522 | SECOND CITIZEN. Think you so? Which way do y... |
| 15523 | fly? |
| 15524 | THIRD CITIZEN. Nay, your wit will not so soo... |
| 15525 | will- 'tis strongly wedg'd up in a block-h... |
| 15526 | liberty 'twould sure southward. |
| 15527 | SECOND CITIZEN. Why that way? |
| 15528 | THIRD CITIZEN. To lose itself in a fog; wher... |
| 15529 | melted away with rotten dews, the fourth wo... |
| 15530 | conscience' sake, to help to get thee a wife. |
| 15531 | SECOND CITIZEN. YOU are never without your t... |
| 15532 | may. |
| 15533 | THIRD CITIZEN. Are you all resolv'd to give ... |
| 15534 | no matter, the greater part carries it. I ... |
| 15535 | incline to the people, there was never a w... |
| 15536 | Enter CORIOLANUS, in a gown of... |
| 15537 | with MENENIUS |
| 15538 | Here he comes, and in the gown of humility... |
| 15539 | We are not to stay all together, but to co... |
| 15540 | stands, by ones, by twos, and by threes. H... |
| 15541 | requests by particulars, wherein every one... |
| 15542 | honour, in giving him our own voices with ... |
| 15543 | therefore follow me, and I'll direct you h... |
| 15544 | ALL. Content, content. ... |
| 15545 | MENENIUS. O sir, you are not right; have you... |
| 15546 | The worthiest men have done't? |
| 15547 | CORIOLANUS. What must I say? |
| 15548 | 'I pray, sir'- Plague upon't! I cannot bring |
| 15549 | My tongue to such a pace. 'Look, sir, my w... |
| 15550 | I got them in my country's service, when |
| 15551 | Some certain of your brethren roar'd and ran |
| 15552 | From th' noise of our own drums.' |
| 15553 | MENENIUS. O me, the gods! |
| 15554 | You must not speak of that. You must desir... |
| 15555 | To think upon you. |
| 15556 | CORIOLANUS. Think upon me? Hang 'em! |
| 15557 | I would they would forget me, like the vir... |
| 15558 | Which our divines lose by 'em. |
| 15559 | MENENIUS. You'll mar all. |
| 15560 | I'll leave you. Pray you speak to 'em, I p... |
| 15561 | In wholesome manner. ... |
| 15562 | Re-enter three of the c... |
| 15563 | CORIOLANUS. Bid them wash their faces |
| 15564 | And keep their teeth clean. So, here comes... |
| 15565 | You know the cause, sir, of my standing here. |
| 15566 | THIRD CITIZEN. We do, sir; tell us what hath... |
| 15567 | CORIOLANUS. Mine own desert. |
| 15568 | SECOND CITIZEN. Your own desert? |
| 15569 | CORIOLANUS. Ay, not mine own desire. |
| 15570 | THIRD CITIZEN. How, not your own desire? |
| 15571 | CORIOLANUS. No, sir, 'twas never my desire y... |
| 15572 | with begging. |
| 15573 | THIRD CITIZEN. YOU MUST think, if we give yo... |
| 15574 | gain by you. |
| 15575 | CORIOLANUS. Well then, I pray, your price o'... |
| 15576 | FIRST CITIZEN. The price is to ask it kindly. |
| 15577 | CORIOLANUS. Kindly, sir, I pray let me ha't.... |
| 15578 | you, which shall be yours in private. Your... |
| 15579 | say you? |
| 15580 | SECOND CITIZEN. You shall ha' it, worthy sir. |
| 15581 | CORIOLANUS. A match, sir. There's in all two... |
| 15582 | I have your alms. Adieu. |
| 15583 | THIRD CITIZEN. But this is something odd. |
| 15584 | SECOND CITIZEN. An 'twere to give again- but... |
| 15585 | Exeunt ... |
| 15586 | Re-enter two other citizens |
| 15587 | CORIOLANUS. Pray you now, if it may stand wi... |
| 15588 | voices that I may be consul, I have here t... |
| 15589 | FOURTH CITIZEN. You have deserved nobly of y... |
| 15590 | have not deserved nobly. |
| 15591 | CORIOLANUS. Your enigma? |
| 15592 | FOURTH CITIZEN. You have been a scourge to h... |
| 15593 | been a rod to her friends. You have not in... |
| 15594 | people. |
| 15595 | CORIOLANUS. You should account me the more v... |
| 15596 | not been common in my love. I will, sir, f... |
| 15597 | brother, the people, to earn a dearer esti... |
| 15598 | condition they account gentle; and since t... |
| 15599 | choice is rather to have my hat than my he... |
| 15600 | the insinuating nod and be off to them mos... |
| 15601 | is, sir, I will counterfeit the bewitchmen... |
| 15602 | and give it bountiful to the desirers. The... |
| 15603 | may be consul. |
| 15604 | FIFTH CITIZEN. We hope to find you our frien... |
| 15605 | you our voices heartily. |
| 15606 | FOURTH CITIZEN. You have received many wound... |
| 15607 | CORIOLANUS. I will not seal your knowledge w... |
| 15608 | will make much of your voices, and so trou... |
| 15609 | BOTH CITIZENS. The gods give you joy, sir, h... |
| 15610 | ... |
| 15611 | CORIOLANUS. Most sweet voices! |
| 15612 | Better it is to die, better to starve, |
| 15613 | Than crave the hire which first we do dese... |
| 15614 | Why in this wolvish toge should I stand here |
| 15615 | To beg of Hob and Dick that do appear |
| 15616 | Their needless vouches? Custom calls me to't. |
| 15617 | What custom wills, in all things should we... |
| 15618 | The dust on antique time would lie unswept, |
| 15619 | And mountainous error be too highly heap'd |
| 15620 | For truth to o'erpeer. Rather than fool it... |
| 15621 | Let the high office and the honour go |
| 15622 | To one that would do thus. I am half through: |
| 15623 | The one part suffered, the other will I do. |
| 15624 | Re-enter three citizens ... |
| 15625 | Here come moe voices. |
| 15626 | Your voices. For your voices I have fought; |
| 15627 | Watch'd for your voices; for your voices bear |
| 15628 | Of wounds two dozen odd; battles thrice six |
| 15629 | I have seen and heard of; for your voices ... |
| 15630 | Done many things, some less, some more. Yo... |
| 15631 | Indeed, I would be consul. |
| 15632 | SIXTH CITIZEN. He has done nobly, and cannot... |
| 15633 | man's voice. |
| 15634 | SEVENTH CITIZEN. Therefore let him be consul... |
| 15635 | joy, and make him good friend to the people! |
| 15636 | ALL. Amen, amen. God save thee, noble consul! |
| 15637 | ... |
| 15638 | CORIOLANUS. Worthy voices! |
| 15639 | Re-enter MENENIUS with BRUTUS and... |
| 15640 | MENENIUS. You have stood your limitation, an... |
| 15641 | Endue you with the people's voice. Remains |
| 15642 | That, in th' official marks invested, you |
| 15643 | Anon do meet the Senate. |
| 15644 | CORIOLANUS. Is this done? |
| 15645 | SICINIUS. The custom of request you have dis... |
| 15646 | The people do admit you, and are summon'd |
| 15647 | To meet anon, upon your approbation. |
| 15648 | CORIOLANUS. Where? At the Senate House? |
| 15649 | SICINIUS. There, Coriolanus. |
| 15650 | CORIOLANUS. May I change these garments? |
| 15651 | SICINIUS. You may, sir. |
| 15652 | CORIOLANUS. That I'll straight do, and, know... |
| 15653 | Repair to th' Senate House. |
| 15654 | MENENIUS. I'll keep you company. Will you al... |
| 15655 | BRUTUS. We stay here for the people. |
| 15656 | SICINIUS. Fare you well. |
| 15657 | Exeunt CORIO... |
| 15658 | He has it now; and by his looks methinks |
| 15659 | 'Tis warm at's heart. |
| 15660 | BRUTUS. With a proud heart he wore |
| 15661 | His humble weeds. Will you dismiss the peo... |
| 15662 | Re-enter citizens |
| 15663 | SICINIUS. How now, my masters! Have you chos... |
| 15664 | FIRST CITIZEN. He has our voices, sir. |
| 15665 | BRUTUS. We pray the gods he may deserve your... |
| 15666 | SECOND CITIZEN. Amen, sir. To my poor unwort... |
| 15667 | He mock'd us when he begg'd our voices. |
| 15668 | THIRD CITIZEN. Certainly; |
| 15669 | He flouted us downright. |
| 15670 | FIRST CITIZEN. No, 'tis his kind of speech- ... |
| 15671 | SECOND CITIZEN. Not one amongst us, save you... |
| 15672 | He us'd us scornfully. He should have show... |
| 15673 | His marks of merit, wounds receiv'd for's ... |
| 15674 | SICINIUS. Why, so he did, I am sure. |
| 15675 | ALL. No, no; no man saw 'em. |
| 15676 | THIRD CITIZEN. He said he had wounds which h... |
| 15677 | private, |
| 15678 | And with his hat, thus waving it in scorn, |
| 15679 | 'I would be consul,' says he; 'aged custom |
| 15680 | But by your voices will not so permit me; |
| 15681 | Your voices therefore.' When we granted that, |
| 15682 | Here was 'I thank you for your voices. Tha... |
| 15683 | Your most sweet voices. Now you have left ... |
| 15684 | I have no further with you.' Was not this ... |
| 15685 | SICINIUS. Why either were you ignorant to se... |
| 15686 | Or, seeing it, of such childish friendline... |
| 15687 | To yield your voices? |
| 15688 | BRUTUS. Could you not have told him- |
| 15689 | As you were lesson'd- when he had no power |
| 15690 | But was a petty servant to the state, |
| 15691 | He was your enemy; ever spake against |
| 15692 | Your liberties and the charters that you bear |
| 15693 | I' th' body of the weal; and now, arriving |
| 15694 | A place of potency and sway o' th' state, |
| 15695 | If he should still malignantly remain |
| 15696 | Fast foe to th' plebeii, your voices might |
| 15697 | Be curses to yourselves? You should have said |
| 15698 | That as his worthy deeds did claim no less |
| 15699 | Than what he stood for, so his gracious na... |
| 15700 | Would think upon you for your voices, and |
| 15701 | Translate his malice towards you into love, |
| 15702 | Standing your friendly lord. |
| 15703 | SICINIUS. Thus to have said, |
| 15704 | As you were fore-advis'd, had touch'd his ... |
| 15705 | And tried his inclination; from him pluck'd |
| 15706 | Either his gracious promise, which you mig... |
| 15707 | As cause had call'd you up, have held him to; |
| 15708 | Or else it would have gall'd his surly nat... |
| 15709 | Which easily endures not article |
| 15710 | Tying him to aught. So, putting him to rage, |
| 15711 | You should have ta'en th' advantage of his... |
| 15712 | And pass'd him unelected. |
| 15713 | BRUTUS. Did you perceive |
| 15714 | He did solicit you in free contempt |
| 15715 | When he did need your loves; and do you think |
| 15716 | That his contempt shall not be bruising to... |
| 15717 | When he hath power to crush? Why, had your... |
| 15718 | No heart among you? Or had you tongues to cry |
| 15719 | Against the rectorship of judgment? |
| 15720 | SICINIUS. Have you |
| 15721 | Ere now denied the asker, and now again, |
| 15722 | Of him that did not ask but mock, bestow |
| 15723 | Your su'd-for tongues? |
| 15724 | THIRD CITIZEN. He's not confirm'd: we may de... |
| 15725 | SECOND CITIZENS. And will deny him; |
| 15726 | I'll have five hundred voices of that soun... |
| 15727 | FIRST CITIZEN. I twice five hundred, and the... |
| 15728 | 'em. |
| 15729 | BRUTUS. Get you hence instantly, and tell th... |
| 15730 | They have chose a consul that will from th... |
| 15731 | Their liberties, make them of no more voice |
| 15732 | Than dogs, that are as often beat for barking |
| 15733 | As therefore kept to do so. |
| 15734 | SICINIUS. Let them assemble; |
| 15735 | And, on a safer judgment, all revoke |
| 15736 | Your ignorant election. Enforce his pride |
| 15737 | And his old hate unto you; besides, forget... |
| 15738 | With what contempt he wore the humble weed; |
| 15739 | How in his suit he scorn'd you; but your l... |
| 15740 | Thinking upon his services, took from you |
| 15741 | Th' apprehension of his present portance, |
| 15742 | Which, most gibingly, ungravely, he did fa... |
| 15743 | After the inveterate hate he bears you. |
| 15744 | BRUTUS. Lay |
| 15745 | A fault on us, your tribunes, that we labo... |
| 15746 | No impediment between, but that you must |
| 15747 | Cast your election on him. |
| 15748 | SICINIUS. Say you chose him |
| 15749 | More after our commandment than as guided |
| 15750 | By your own true affections; and that your... |
| 15751 | Pre-occupied with what you rather must do |
| 15752 | Than what you should, made you against the... |
| 15753 | To voice him consul. Lay the fault on us. |
| 15754 | BRUTUS. Ay, spare us not. Say we read lectur... |
| 15755 | How youngly he began to serve his country, |
| 15756 | How long continued; and what stock he spri... |
| 15757 | The noble house o' th' Marcians; from when... |
| 15758 | That Ancus Marcius, Numa's daughter's son, |
| 15759 | Who, after great Hostilius, here was king; |
| 15760 | Of the same house Publius and Quintus were, |
| 15761 | That our best water brought by conduits hi... |
| 15762 | And Censorinus, nobly named so, |
| 15763 | Twice being by the people chosen censor, |
| 15764 | Was his great ancestor. |
| 15765 | SICINIUS. One thus descended, |
| 15766 | That hath beside well in his person wrought |
| 15767 | To be set high in place, we did commend |
| 15768 | To your remembrances; but you have found, |
| 15769 | Scaling his present bearing with his past, |
| 15770 | That he's your fixed enemy, and revoke |
| 15771 | Your sudden approbation. |
| 15772 | BRUTUS. Say you ne'er had done't- |
| 15773 | Harp on that still- but by our putting on; |
| 15774 | And presently, when you have drawn your nu... |
| 15775 | Repair to th' Capitol. |
| 15776 | CITIZENS. will will so; almost all |
| 15777 | Repent in their election. ... |
| 15778 | BRUTUS. Let them go on; |
| 15779 | This mutiny were better put in hazard |
| 15780 | Than stay, past doubt, for greater. |
| 15781 | If, as his nature is, he fall in rage |
| 15782 | With their refusal, both observe and answer |
| 15783 | The vantage of his anger. |
| 15784 | SICINIUS. To th' Capitol, come. |
| 15785 | We will be there before the stream o' th' ... |
| 15786 | And this shall seem, as partly 'tis, their... |
| 15787 | Which we have goaded onward. ... |
| 15788 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 15789 | Rome. A street |
| 15790 | Cornets. Enter CORIOLANUS, MENENIUS, all the G... |
| 15791 | TITUS LARTIUS, and other SENATORS |
| 15792 | CORIOLANUS. Tullus Aufidius, then, had made ... |
| 15793 | LARTIUS. He had, my lord; and that it was wh... |
| 15794 | Our swifter composition. |
| 15795 | CORIOLANUS. So then the Volsces stand but as... |
| 15796 | Ready, when time shall prompt them, to mak... |
| 15797 | Upon's again. |
| 15798 | COMINIUS. They are worn, Lord Consul, so |
| 15799 | That we shall hardly in our ages see |
| 15800 | Their banners wave again. |
| 15801 | CORIOLANUS. Saw you Aufidius? |
| 15802 | LARTIUS. On safeguard he came to me, and did... |
| 15803 | Against the Volsces, for they had so vilely |
| 15804 | Yielded the town. He is retir'd to Antium. |
| 15805 | CORIOLANUS. Spoke he of me? |
| 15806 | LARTIUS. He did, my lord. |
| 15807 | CORIOLANUS. How? What? |
| 15808 | LARTIUS. How often he had met you, sword to ... |
| 15809 | That of all things upon the earth he hated |
| 15810 | Your person most; that he would pawn his f... |
| 15811 | To hopeless restitution, so he might |
| 15812 | Be call'd your vanquisher. |
| 15813 | CORIOLANUS. At Antium lives he? |
| 15814 | LARTIUS. At Antium. |
| 15815 | CORIOLANUS. I wish I had a cause to seek him... |
| 15816 | To oppose his hatred fully. Welcome home. |
| 15817 | Enter SICINIUS and BRUTUS |
| 15818 | Behold, these are the tribunes of the people, |
| 15819 | The tongues o' th' common mouth. I do desp... |
| 15820 | For they do prank them in authority, |
| 15821 | Against all noble sufferance. |
| 15822 | SICINIUS. Pass no further. |
| 15823 | CORIOLANUS. Ha! What is that? |
| 15824 | BRUTUS. It will be dangerous to go on- no fu... |
| 15825 | CORIOLANUS. What makes this change? |
| 15826 | MENENIUS. The matter? |
| 15827 | COMINIUS. Hath he not pass'd the noble and t... |
| 15828 | BRUTUS. Cominius, no. |
| 15829 | CORIOLANUS. Have I had children's voices? |
| 15830 | FIRST SENATOR. Tribunes, give way: he shall ... |
| 15831 | BRUTUS. The people are incens'd against him. |
| 15832 | SICINIUS. Stop, |
| 15833 | Or all will fall in broil. |
| 15834 | CORIOLANUS. Are these your herd? |
| 15835 | Must these have voices, that can yield the... |
| 15836 | And straight disclaim their tongues? What ... |
| 15837 | You being their mouths, why rule you not t... |
| 15838 | Have you not set them on? |
| 15839 | MENENIUS. Be calm, be calm. |
| 15840 | CORIOLANUS. It is a purpos'd thing, and grow... |
| 15841 | To curb the will of the nobility; |
| 15842 | Suffer't, and live with such as cannot rule |
| 15843 | Nor ever will be rul'd. |
| 15844 | BRUTUS. Call't not a plot. |
| 15845 | The people cry you mock'd them; and of lat... |
| 15846 | When corn was given them gratis, you repin'd; |
| 15847 | Scandal'd the suppliants for the people, c... |
| 15848 | Time-pleasers, flatterers, foes to nobleness. |
| 15849 | CORIOLANUS. Why, this was known before. |
| 15850 | BRUTUS. Not to them all. |
| 15851 | CORIOLANUS. Have you inform'd them sithence? |
| 15852 | BRUTUS. How? I inform them! |
| 15853 | COMINIUS. You are like to do such business. |
| 15854 | BRUTUS. Not unlike |
| 15855 | Each way to better yours. |
| 15856 | CORIOLANUS. Why then should I be consul? By ... |
| 15857 | Let me deserve so ill as you, and make me |
| 15858 | Your fellow tribune. |
| 15859 | SICINIUS. You show too much of that |
| 15860 | For which the people stir; if you will pass |
| 15861 | To where you are bound, you must enquire y... |
| 15862 | Which you are out of, with a gentler spirit, |
| 15863 | Or never be so noble as a consul, |
| 15864 | Nor yoke with him for tribune. |
| 15865 | MENENIUS. Let's be calm. |
| 15866 | COMINIUS. The people are abus'd; set on. Thi... |
| 15867 | Becomes not Rome; nor has Coriolanus |
| 15868 | Deserved this so dishonour'd rub, laid fal... |
| 15869 | I' th' plain way of his merit. |
| 15870 | CORIOLANUS. Tell me of corn! |
| 15871 | This was my speech, and I will speak't again- |
| 15872 | MENENIUS. Not now, not now. |
| 15873 | FIRST SENATOR. Not in this heat, sir, now. |
| 15874 | CORIOLANUS. Now, as I live, I will. |
| 15875 | My nobler friends, I crave their pardons. |
| 15876 | For the mutable, rank-scented meiny, let them |
| 15877 | Regard me as I do not flatter, and |
| 15878 | Therein behold themselves. I say again, |
| 15879 | In soothing them we nourish 'gainst our Se... |
| 15880 | The cockle of rebellion, insolence, sedition, |
| 15881 | Which we ourselves have plough'd for, sow'... |
| 15882 | By mingling them with us, the honour'd num... |
| 15883 | Who lack not virtue, no, nor power, but that |
| 15884 | Which they have given to beggars. |
| 15885 | MENENIUS. Well, no more. |
| 15886 | FIRST SENATOR. No more words, we beseech you. |
| 15887 | CORIOLANUS. How? no more! |
| 15888 | As for my country I have shed my blood, |
| 15889 | Not fearing outward force, so shall my lungs |
| 15890 | Coin words till their decay against those ... |
| 15891 | Which we disdain should tetter us, yet sought |
| 15892 | The very way to catch them. |
| 15893 | BRUTUS. You speak o' th' people |
| 15894 | As if you were a god, to punish; not |
| 15895 | A man of their infirmity. |
| 15896 | SICINIUS. 'Twere well |
| 15897 | We let the people know't. |
| 15898 | MENENIUS. What, what? his choler? |
| 15899 | CORIOLANUS. Choler! |
| 15900 | Were I as patient as the midnight sleep, |
| 15901 | By Jove, 'twould be my mind! |
| 15902 | SICINIUS. It is a mind |
| 15903 | That shall remain a poison where it is, |
| 15904 | Not poison any further. |
| 15905 | CORIOLANUS. Shall remain! |
| 15906 | Hear you this Triton of the minnows? Mark you |
| 15907 | His absolute 'shall'? |
| 15908 | COMINIUS. 'Twas from the canon. |
| 15909 | CORIOLANUS. 'Shall'! |
| 15910 | O good but most unwise patricians! Why, |
| 15911 | You grave but reckless senators, have you ... |
| 15912 | Given Hydra here to choose an officer |
| 15913 | That with his peremptory 'shall,' being but |
| 15914 | The horn and noise o' th' monster's, wants... |
| 15915 | To say he'll turn your current in a ditch, |
| 15916 | And make your channel his? If he have power, |
| 15917 | Then vail your ignorance; if none, awake |
| 15918 | Your dangerous lenity. If you are learn'd, |
| 15919 | Be not as common fools; if you are not, |
| 15920 | Let them have cushions by you. You are ple... |
| 15921 | If they be senators; and they are no less, |
| 15922 | When, both your voices blended, the great'... |
| 15923 | Most palates theirs. They choose their mag... |
| 15924 | And such a one as he, who puts his 'shall,' |
| 15925 | His popular 'shall,' against a graver bench |
| 15926 | Than ever frown'd in Greece. By Jove himself, |
| 15927 | It makes the consuls base; and my soul aches |
| 15928 | To know, when two authorities are up, |
| 15929 | Neither supreme, how soon confusion |
| 15930 | May enter 'twixt the gap of both and take |
| 15931 | The one by th' other. |
| 15932 | COMINIUS. Well, on to th' market-place. |
| 15933 | CORIOLANUS. Whoever gave that counsel to giv... |
| 15934 | The corn o' th' storehouse gratis, as 'twa... |
| 15935 | Sometime in Greece- |
| 15936 | MENENIUS. Well, well, no more of that. |
| 15937 | CORIOLANUS. Though there the people had more... |
| 15938 | I say they nourish'd disobedience, fed |
| 15939 | The ruin of the state. |
| 15940 | BRUTUS. Why shall the people give |
| 15941 | One that speaks thus their voice? |
| 15942 | CORIOLANUS. I'll give my reasons, |
| 15943 | More worthier than their voices. They know... |
| 15944 | Was not our recompense, resting well assur'd |
| 15945 | They ne'er did service for't; being press'... |
| 15946 | Even when the navel of the state was touch'd, |
| 15947 | They would not thread the gates. This kind... |
| 15948 | Did not deserve corn gratis. Being i' th' ... |
| 15949 | Their mutinies and revolts, wherein they s... |
| 15950 | Most valour, spoke not for them. Th' accus... |
| 15951 | Which they have often made against the Sen... |
| 15952 | All cause unborn, could never be the native |
| 15953 | Of our so frank donation. Well, what then? |
| 15954 | How shall this bosom multiplied digest |
| 15955 | The Senate's courtesy? Let deeds express |
| 15956 | What's like to be their words: 'We did req... |
| 15957 | We are the greater poll, and in true fear |
| 15958 | They gave us our demands.' Thus we debase |
| 15959 | The nature of our seats, and make the rabble |
| 15960 | Call our cares fears; which will in time |
| 15961 | Break ope the locks o' th' Senate and brin... |
| 15962 | The crows to peck the eagles. |
| 15963 | MENENIUS. Come, enough. |
| 15964 | BRUTUS. Enough, with over measure. |
| 15965 | CORIOLANUS. No, take more. |
| 15966 | What may be sworn by, both divine and human, |
| 15967 | Seal what I end withal! This double worship, |
| 15968 | Where one part does disdain with cause, th... |
| 15969 | Insult without all reason; where gentry, t... |
| 15970 | Cannot conclude but by the yea and no |
| 15971 | Of general ignorance- it must omit |
| 15972 | Real necessities, and give way the while |
| 15973 | To unstable slightness. Purpose so barr'd,... |
| 15974 | Nothing is done to purpose. Therefore, bes... |
| 15975 | You that will be less fearful than discreet; |
| 15976 | That love the fundamental part of state |
| 15977 | More than you doubt the change on't; that ... |
| 15978 | A noble life before a long, and wish |
| 15979 | To jump a body with a dangerous physic |
| 15980 | That's sure of death without it- at once p... |
| 15981 | The multitudinous tongue; let them not lick |
| 15982 | The sweet which is their poison. Your dish... |
| 15983 | Mangles true judgment, and bereaves the state |
| 15984 | Of that integrity which should become't, |
| 15985 | Not having the power to do the good it wou... |
| 15986 | For th' ill which doth control't. |
| 15987 | BRUTUS. Has said enough. |
| 15988 | SICINIUS. Has spoken like a traitor and shal... |
| 15989 | As traitors do. |
| 15990 | CORIOLANUS. Thou wretch, despite o'erwhelm t... |
| 15991 | What should the people do with these bald ... |
| 15992 | On whom depending, their obedience fails |
| 15993 | To the greater bench? In a rebellion, |
| 15994 | When what's not meet, but what must be, wa... |
| 15995 | Then were they chosen; in a better hour |
| 15996 | Let what is meet be said it must be meet, |
| 15997 | And throw their power i' th' dust. |
| 15998 | BRUTUS. Manifest treason! |
| 15999 | SICINIUS. This a consul? No. |
| 16000 | BRUTUS. The aediles, ho! |
| 16001 | Enter an AEDILE |
| 16002 | Let him be apprehended. |
| 16003 | SICINIUS. Go call the people, [Exit AEDILE]... |
| 16004 | Attach thee as a traitorous innovator, |
| 16005 | A foe to th' public weal. Obey, I charge t... |
| 16006 | And follow to thine answer. |
| 16007 | CORIOLANUS. Hence, old goat! |
| 16008 | PATRICIANS. We'll surety him. |
| 16009 | COMINIUS. Ag'd sir, hands off. |
| 16010 | CORIOLANUS. Hence, rotten thing! or I shall ... |
| 16011 | Out of thy garments. |
| 16012 | SICINIUS. Help, ye citizens! |
| 16013 | Enter a rabble of plebeians, wit... |
| 16014 | MENENIUS. On both sides more respect. |
| 16015 | SICINIUS. Here's he that would take from you... |
| 16016 | BRUTUS. Seize him, aediles. |
| 16017 | PLEBEIANS. Down with him! down with him! |
| 16018 | SECOND SENATOR. Weapons, weapons, weapons! |
| 16019 | [They all bustle... |
| 16020 | ALL. Tribunes! patricians! citizens! What, h... |
| 16021 | Brutus! Coriolanus! Citizens! |
| 16022 | PATRICIANS. Peace, peace, peace; stay, hold,... |
| 16023 | MENENIUS. What is about to be? I am out of b... |
| 16024 | Confusion's near; I cannot speak. You trib... |
| 16025 | To th' people- Coriolanus, patience! |
| 16026 | Speak, good Sicinius. |
| 16027 | SICINIUS. Hear me, people; peace! |
| 16028 | PLEBEIANS. Let's hear our tribune. Peace! Sp... |
| 16029 | SICINIUS. You are at point to lose your libe... |
| 16030 | Marcius would have all from you; Marcius, |
| 16031 | Whom late you have nam'd for consul. |
| 16032 | MENENIUS. Fie, fie, fie! |
| 16033 | This is the way to kindle, not to quench. |
| 16034 | FIRST SENATOR. To unbuild the city, and to l... |
| 16035 | SICINIUS. What is the city but the people? |
| 16036 | PLEBEIANS. True, |
| 16037 | The people are the city. |
| 16038 | BRUTUS. By the consent of all we were establ... |
| 16039 | The people's magistrates. |
| 16040 | PLEBEIANS. You so remain. |
| 16041 | MENENIUS. And so are like to do. |
| 16042 | COMINIUS. That is the way to lay the city flat, |
| 16043 | To bring the roof to the foundation, |
| 16044 | And bury all which yet distinctly ranges |
| 16045 | In heaps and piles of ruin. |
| 16046 | SICINIUS. This deserves death. |
| 16047 | BRUTUS. Or let us stand to our authority |
| 16048 | Or let us lose it. We do here pronounce, |
| 16049 | Upon the part o' th' people, in whose power |
| 16050 | We were elected theirs: Marcius is worthy |
| 16051 | Of present death. |
| 16052 | SICINIUS. Therefore lay hold of him; |
| 16053 | Bear him to th' rock Tarpeian, and from th... |
| 16054 | Into destruction cast him. |
| 16055 | BRUTUS. AEdiles, seize him. |
| 16056 | PLEBEIANS. Yield, Marcius, yield. |
| 16057 | MENENIUS. Hear me one word; beseech you, Tri... |
| 16058 | Hear me but a word. |
| 16059 | AEDILES. Peace, peace! |
| 16060 | MENENIUS. Be that you seem, truly your count... |
| 16061 | And temp'rately proceed to what you would |
| 16062 | Thus violently redress. |
| 16063 | BRUTUS. Sir, those cold ways, |
| 16064 | That seem like prudent helps, are very poi... |
| 16065 | Where the disease is violent. Lay hands up... |
| 16066 | And bear him to the rock. |
| 16067 | [CORIOLANU... |
| 16068 | CORIOLANUS. No: I'll die here. |
| 16069 | There's some among you have beheld me figh... |
| 16070 | Come, try upon yourselves what you have se... |
| 16071 | MENENIUS. Down with that sword! Tribunes, wi... |
| 16072 | BRUTUS. Lay hands upon him. |
| 16073 | MENENIUS. Help Marcius, help, |
| 16074 | You that be noble; help him, young and old. |
| 16075 | PLEBEIANS. Down with him, down with him! |
| 16076 | [In this mutiny the TRIB... |
| 16077 | and the p... |
| 16078 | MENENIUS. Go, get you to your house; be gone... |
| 16079 | All will be nought else. |
| 16080 | SECOND SENATOR. Get you gone. |
| 16081 | CORIOLANUS. Stand fast; |
| 16082 | We have as many friends as enemies. |
| 16083 | MENENIUS. Shall it be put to that? |
| 16084 | FIRST SENATOR. The gods forbid! |
| 16085 | I prithee, noble friend, home to thy house; |
| 16086 | Leave us to cure this cause. |
| 16087 | MENENIUS. For 'tis a sore upon us |
| 16088 | You cannot tent yourself; be gone, beseech... |
| 16089 | COMINIUS. Come, sir, along with us. |
| 16090 | CORIOLANUS. I would they were barbarians, as... |
| 16091 | Though in Rome litter'd; not Romans, as th... |
| 16092 | Though calved i' th' porch o' th' Capitol. |
| 16093 | MENENIUS. Be gone. |
| 16094 | Put not your worthy rage into your tongue; |
| 16095 | One time will owe another. |
| 16096 | CORIOLANUS. On fair ground |
| 16097 | I could beat forty of them. |
| 16098 | MENENIUS. I could myself |
| 16099 | Take up a brace o' th' best of them; yea, ... |
| 16100 | COMINIUS. But now 'tis odds beyond arithmetic, |
| 16101 | And manhood is call'd foolery when it stan... |
| 16102 | Against a falling fabric. Will you hence, |
| 16103 | Before the tag return? whose rage doth rend |
| 16104 | Like interrupted waters, and o'erbear |
| 16105 | What they are us'd to bear. |
| 16106 | MENENIUS. Pray you be gone. |
| 16107 | I'll try whether my old wit be in request |
| 16108 | With those that have but little; this must... |
| 16109 | With cloth of any colour. |
| 16110 | COMINIUS. Nay, come away. |
| 16111 | Exeunt CORIOLANUS and COM... |
| 16112 | PATRICIANS. This man has marr'd his fortune. |
| 16113 | MENENIUS. His nature is too noble for the wo... |
| 16114 | He would not flatter Neptune for his trident, |
| 16115 | Or Jove for's power to thunder. His heart'... |
| 16116 | What his breast forges, that his tongue mu... |
| 16117 | And, being angry, does forget that ever |
| 16118 | He heard the name of death. ... |
| 16119 | Here's goodly work! |
| 16120 | PATRICIANS. I would they were a-bed. |
| 16121 | MENENIUS. I would they were in Tiber. |
| 16122 | What the vengeance, could he not speak 'em... |
| 16123 | Re-enter BRUTUS and SICINIUS, the ... |
| 16124 | SICINIUS. Where is this viper |
| 16125 | That would depopulate the city and |
| 16126 | Be every man himself? |
| 16127 | MENENIUS. You worthy Tribunes- |
| 16128 | SICINIUS. He shall be thrown down the Tarpei... |
| 16129 | With rigorous hands; he hath resisted law, |
| 16130 | And therefore law shall scorn him further ... |
| 16131 | Than the severity of the public power, |
| 16132 | Which he so sets at nought. |
| 16133 | FIRST CITIZEN. He shall well know |
| 16134 | The noble tribunes are the people's mouths, |
| 16135 | And we their hands. |
| 16136 | PLEBEIANS. He shall, sure on't. |
| 16137 | MENENIUS. Sir, sir- |
| 16138 | SICINIUS. Peace! |
| 16139 | MENENIUS. Do not cry havoc, where you should... |
| 16140 | With modest warrant. |
| 16141 | SICINIUS. Sir, how comes't that you |
| 16142 | Have holp to make this rescue? |
| 16143 | MENENIUS. Hear me speak. |
| 16144 | As I do know the consul's worthiness, |
| 16145 | So can I name his faults. |
| 16146 | SICINIUS. Consul! What consul? |
| 16147 | MENENIUS. The consul Coriolanus. |
| 16148 | BRUTUS. He consul! |
| 16149 | PLEBEIANS. No, no, no, no, no. |
| 16150 | MENENIUS. If, by the tribunes' leave, and yo... |
| 16151 | I may be heard, I would crave a word or two; |
| 16152 | The which shall turn you to no further harm |
| 16153 | Than so much loss of time. |
| 16154 | SICINIUS. Speak briefly, then, |
| 16155 | For we are peremptory to dispatch |
| 16156 | This viperous traitor; to eject him hence |
| 16157 | Were but one danger, and to keep him here |
| 16158 | Our certain death; therefore it is decreed |
| 16159 | He dies to-night. |
| 16160 | MENENIUS. Now the good gods forbid |
| 16161 | That our renowned Rome, whose gratitude |
| 16162 | Towards her deserved children is enroll'd |
| 16163 | In Jove's own book, like an unnatural dam |
| 16164 | Should now eat up her own! |
| 16165 | SICINIUS. He's a disease that must be cut away. |
| 16166 | MENENIUS. O, he's a limb that has but a dise... |
| 16167 | Mortal, to cut it off: to cure it, easy. |
| 16168 | What has he done to Rome that's worthy death? |
| 16169 | Killing our enemies, the blood he hath lost- |
| 16170 | Which I dare vouch is more than that he hath |
| 16171 | By many an ounce- he dropt it for his coun... |
| 16172 | And what is left, to lose it by his country |
| 16173 | Were to us all that do't and suffer it |
| 16174 | A brand to th' end o' th' world. |
| 16175 | SICINIUS. This is clean kam. |
| 16176 | BRUTUS. Merely awry. When he did love his co... |
| 16177 | It honour'd him. |
| 16178 | SICINIUS. The service of the foot, |
| 16179 | Being once gangren'd, is not then respected |
| 16180 | For what before it was. |
| 16181 | BRUTUS. We'll hear no more. |
| 16182 | Pursue him to his house and pluck him thence, |
| 16183 | Lest his infection, being of catching nature, |
| 16184 | Spread further. |
| 16185 | MENENIUS. One word more, one word |
| 16186 | This tiger-footed rage, when it shall find |
| 16187 | The harm of unscann'd swiftness, will, too... |
| 16188 | Tie leaden pounds to's heels. Proceed by p... |
| 16189 | Lest parties- as he is belov'd- break out, |
| 16190 | And sack great Rome with Romans. |
| 16191 | BRUTUS. If it were so- |
| 16192 | SICINIUS. What do ye talk? |
| 16193 | Have we not had a taste of his obedience- |
| 16194 | Our aediles smote, ourselves resisted? Come! |
| 16195 | MENENIUS. Consider this: he has been bred i'... |
| 16196 | Since 'a could draw a sword, and is ill sc... |
| 16197 | In bolted language; meal and bran together |
| 16198 | He throws without distinction. Give me leave, |
| 16199 | I'll go to him and undertake to bring him |
| 16200 | Where he shall answer by a lawful form, |
| 16201 | In peace, to his utmost peril. |
| 16202 | FIRST SENATOR. Noble Tribunes, |
| 16203 | It is the humane way; the other course |
| 16204 | Will prove too bloody, and the end of it |
| 16205 | Unknown to the beginning. |
| 16206 | SICINIUS. Noble Menenius, |
| 16207 | Be you then as the people's officer. |
| 16208 | Masters, lay down your weapons. |
| 16209 | BRUTUS. Go not home. |
| 16210 | SICINIUS. Meet on the market-place. We'll at... |
| 16211 | Where, if you bring not Marcius, we'll pro... |
| 16212 | In our first way. |
| 16213 | MENENIUS. I'll bring him to you. |
| 16214 | [To the SENATORS] Let me desire your comp... |
| 16215 | Or what is worst will follow. |
| 16216 | FIRST SENATOR. Pray you let's to him. ... |
| 16217 | SCENE II. |
| 16218 | Rome. The house of CORIOLANUS |
| 16219 | Enter CORIOLANUS with NOBLES |
| 16220 | CORIOLANUS. Let them pull all about mine ear... |
| 16221 | Death on the wheel or at wild horses' heels; |
| 16222 | Or pile ten hills on the Tarpeian rock, |
| 16223 | That the precipitation might down stretch |
| 16224 | Below the beam of sight; yet will I still |
| 16225 | Be thus to them. |
| 16226 | FIRST PATRICIAN. You do the nobler. |
| 16227 | CORIOLANUS. I muse my mother |
| 16228 | Does not approve me further, who was wont |
| 16229 | To call them woollen vassals, things created |
| 16230 | To buy and sell with groats; to show bare ... |
| 16231 | In congregations, to yawn, be still, and w... |
| 16232 | When one but of my ordinance stood up |
| 16233 | To speak of peace or war. |
| 16234 | Enter VOLUMNIA |
| 16235 | I talk of you: |
| 16236 | Why did you wish me milder? Would you have me |
| 16237 | False to my nature? Rather say I play |
| 16238 | The man I am. |
| 16239 | VOLUMNIA. O, sir, sir, sir, |
| 16240 | I would have had you put your power well on |
| 16241 | Before you had worn it out. |
| 16242 | CORIOLANUS. Let go. |
| 16243 | VOLUMNIA. You might have been enough the man... |
| 16244 | With striving less to be so; lesser had been |
| 16245 | The thwartings of your dispositions, if |
| 16246 | You had not show'd them how ye were dispos'd, |
| 16247 | Ere they lack'd power to cross you. |
| 16248 | CORIOLANUS. Let them hang. |
| 16249 | VOLUMNIA. Ay, and burn too. |
| 16250 | Enter MENENIUS with the SE... |
| 16251 | MENENIUS. Come, come, you have been too roug... |
| 16252 | You must return and mend it. |
| 16253 | FIRST SENATOR. There's no remedy, |
| 16254 | Unless, by not so doing, our good city |
| 16255 | Cleave in the midst and perish. |
| 16256 | VOLUMNIA. Pray be counsell'd; |
| 16257 | I have a heart as little apt as yours, |
| 16258 | But yet a brain that leads my use of anger |
| 16259 | To better vantage. |
| 16260 | MENENIUS. Well said, noble woman! |
| 16261 | Before he should thus stoop to th' herd, b... |
| 16262 | The violent fit o' th' time craves it as p... |
| 16263 | For the whole state, I would put mine armo... |
| 16264 | Which I can scarcely bear. |
| 16265 | CORIOLANUS. What must I do? |
| 16266 | MENENIUS. Return to th' tribunes. |
| 16267 | CORIOLANUS. Well, what then, what then? |
| 16268 | MENENIUS. Repent what you have spoke. |
| 16269 | CORIOLANUS. For them! I cannot do it to the ... |
| 16270 | Must I then do't to them? |
| 16271 | VOLUMNIA. You are too absolute; |
| 16272 | Though therein you can never be too noble |
| 16273 | But when extremities speak. I have heard y... |
| 16274 | Honour and policy, like unsever'd friends, |
| 16275 | I' th' war do grow together; grant that, a... |
| 16276 | In peace what each of them by th' other lose |
| 16277 | That they combine not there. |
| 16278 | CORIOLANUS. Tush, tush! |
| 16279 | MENENIUS. A good demand. |
| 16280 | VOLUMNIA. If it be honour in your wars to seem |
| 16281 | The same you are not, which for your best ... |
| 16282 | You adopt your policy, how is it less or w... |
| 16283 | That it shall hold companionship in peace |
| 16284 | With honour as in war; since that to both |
| 16285 | It stands in like request? |
| 16286 | CORIOLANUS. Why force you this? |
| 16287 | VOLUMNIA. Because that now it lies you on to... |
| 16288 | To th' people, not by your own instruction, |
| 16289 | Nor by th' matter which your heart prompts... |
| 16290 | But with such words that are but roted in |
| 16291 | Your tongue, though but bastards and sylla... |
| 16292 | Of no allowance to your bosom's truth. |
| 16293 | Now, this no more dishonours you at all |
| 16294 | Than to take in a town with gentle words, |
| 16295 | Which else would put you to your fortune and |
| 16296 | The hazard of much blood. |
| 16297 | I would dissemble with my nature where |
| 16298 | My fortunes and my friends at stake requir'd |
| 16299 | I should do so in honour. I am in this |
| 16300 | Your wife, your son, these senators, the n... |
| 16301 | And you will rather show our general louts |
| 16302 | How you can frown, than spend a fawn upon 'em |
| 16303 | For the inheritance of their loves and saf... |
| 16304 | Of what that want might ruin. |
| 16305 | MENENIUS. Noble lady! |
| 16306 | Come, go with us, speak fair; you may salv... |
| 16307 | Not what is dangerous present, but the los |
| 16308 | Of what is past. |
| 16309 | VOLUMNIA. I prithee now, My son, |
| 16310 | Go to them with this bonnet in thy hand; |
| 16311 | And thus far having stretch'd it- here be ... |
| 16312 | Thy knee bussing the stones- for in such b... |
| 16313 | Action is eloquence, and the eyes of th' i... |
| 16314 | More learned than the ears- waving thy head, |
| 16315 | Which often thus correcting thy-stout heart, |
| 16316 | Now humble as the ripest mulberry |
| 16317 | That will not hold the handling. Or say to... |
| 16318 | Thou art their soldier and, being bred in ... |
| 16319 | Hast not the soft way which, thou dost con... |
| 16320 | Were fit for thee to use, as they to claim, |
| 16321 | In asking their good loves; but thou wilt ... |
| 16322 | Thyself, forsooth, hereafter theirs, so far |
| 16323 | As thou hast power and person. |
| 16324 | MENENIUS. This but done |
| 16325 | Even as she speaks, why, their hearts were... |
| 16326 | For they have pardons, being ask'd, as free |
| 16327 | As words to little purpose. |
| 16328 | VOLUMNIA. Prithee now, |
| 16329 | Go, and be rul'd; although I know thou had... |
| 16330 | Follow thine enemy in a fiery gulf |
| 16331 | Than flatter him in a bower. |
| 16332 | Enter COMINIUS |
| 16333 | Here is Cominius. |
| 16334 | COMINIUS. I have been i' th' market-place; a... |
| 16335 | You make strong party, or defend yourself |
| 16336 | By calmness or by absence; all's in anger. |
| 16337 | MENENIUS. Only fair speech. |
| 16338 | COMINIUS. I think 'twill serve, if he |
| 16339 | Can thereto frame his spirit. |
| 16340 | VOLUMNIA. He must and will. |
| 16341 | Prithee now, say you will, and go about it. |
| 16342 | CORIOLANUS. Must I go show them my unbarb'd ... |
| 16343 | With my base tongue give to my noble heart |
| 16344 | A lie that it must bear? Well, I will do't; |
| 16345 | Yet, were there but this single plot to lose, |
| 16346 | This mould of Marcius, they to dust should... |
| 16347 | And throw't against the wind. To th' marke... |
| 16348 | You have put me now to such a part which n... |
| 16349 | I shall discharge to th' life. |
| 16350 | COMINIUS. Come, come, we'll prompt you. |
| 16351 | VOLUMNIA. I prithee now, sweet son, as thou ... |
| 16352 | My praises made thee first a soldier, so, |
| 16353 | To have my praise for this, perform a part |
| 16354 | Thou hast not done before. |
| 16355 | CORIOLANUS. Well, I must do't. |
| 16356 | Away, my disposition, and possess me |
| 16357 | Some harlot's spirit! My throat of war be ... |
| 16358 | Which quier'd with my drum, into a pipe |
| 16359 | Small as an eunuch or the virgin voice |
| 16360 | That babies lulls asleep! The smiles of kn... |
| 16361 | Tent in my cheeks, and schoolboys' tears t... |
| 16362 | The glasses of my sight! A beggar's tongue |
| 16363 | Make motion through my lips, and my arm'd ... |
| 16364 | Who bow'd but in my stirrup, bend like his |
| 16365 | That hath receiv'd an alms! I will not do't, |
| 16366 | Lest I surcease to honour mine own truth, |
| 16367 | And by my body's action teach my mind |
| 16368 | A most inherent baseness. |
| 16369 | VOLUMNIA. At thy choice, then. |
| 16370 | To beg of thee, it is my more dishonour |
| 16371 | Than thou of them. Come all to ruin. Let |
| 16372 | Thy mother rather feel thy pride than fear |
| 16373 | Thy dangerous stoutness; for I mock at death |
| 16374 | With as big heart as thou. Do as thou list. |
| 16375 | Thy valiantness was mine, thou suck'dst it... |
| 16376 | But owe thy pride thyself. |
| 16377 | CORIOLANUS. Pray be content. |
| 16378 | Mother, I am going to the market-place; |
| 16379 | Chide me no more. I'll mountebank their lo... |
| 16380 | Cog their hearts from them, and come home ... |
| 16381 | Of all the trades in Rome. Look, I am going. |
| 16382 | Commend me to my wife. I'll return consul, |
| 16383 | Or never trust to what my tongue can do |
| 16384 | I' th' way of flattery further. |
| 16385 | VOLUMNIA. Do your will. ... |
| 16386 | COMINIUS. Away! The tribunes do attend you. ... |
| 16387 | To answer mildly; for they are prepar'd |
| 16388 | With accusations, as I hear, more strong |
| 16389 | Than are upon you yet. |
| 16390 | CORIOLANUS. The word is 'mildly.' Pray you l... |
| 16391 | Let them accuse me by invention; I |
| 16392 | Will answer in mine honour. |
| 16393 | MENENIUS. Ay, but mildly. |
| 16394 | CORIOLANUS. Well, mildly be it then- mildly.... |
| 16395 | SCENE III. |
| 16396 | Rome. The Forum |
| 16397 | Enter SICINIUS and BRUTUS |
| 16398 | BRUTUS. In this point charge him home, that ... |
| 16399 | Tyrannical power. If he evade us there, |
| 16400 | Enforce him with his envy to the people, |
| 16401 | And that the spoil got on the Antiates |
| 16402 | Was ne'er distributed. |
| 16403 | Enter an AEDILE |
| 16404 | What, will he come? |
| 16405 | AEDILE. He's coming. |
| 16406 | BRUTUS. How accompanied? |
| 16407 | AEDILE. With old Menenius, and those senators |
| 16408 | That always favour'd him. |
| 16409 | SICINIUS. Have you a catalogue |
| 16410 | Of all the voices that we have procur'd, |
| 16411 | Set down by th' poll? |
| 16412 | AEDILE. I have; 'tis ready. |
| 16413 | SICINIUS. Have you corrected them by tribes? |
| 16414 | AEDILE. I have. |
| 16415 | SICINIUS. Assemble presently the people hither; |
| 16416 | And when they hear me say 'It shall be so |
| 16417 | I' th' right and strength o' th' commons' ... |
| 16418 | For death, for fine, or banishment, then l... |
| 16419 | If I say fine, cry 'Fine!'- if death, cry ... |
| 16420 | Insisting on the old prerogative |
| 16421 | And power i' th' truth o' th' cause. |
| 16422 | AEDILE. I shall inform them. |
| 16423 | BRUTUS. And when such time they have begun t... |
| 16424 | Let them not cease, but with a din confus'd |
| 16425 | Enforce the present execution |
| 16426 | Of what we chance to sentence. |
| 16427 | AEDILE. Very well. |
| 16428 | SICINIUS. Make them be strong, and ready for... |
| 16429 | When we shall hap to give't them. |
| 16430 | BRUTUS. Go about it. ... |
| 16431 | Put him to choler straight. He hath been us'd |
| 16432 | Ever to conquer, and to have his worth |
| 16433 | Of contradiction; being once chaf'd, he ca... |
| 16434 | Be rein'd again to temperance; then he speaks |
| 16435 | What's in his heart, and that is there whi... |
| 16436 | With us to break his neck. |
| 16437 | Enter CORIOLANUS, MENENIUS and COMIN... |
| 16438 | SICINIUS. Well, here he comes. |
| 16439 | MENENIUS. Calmly, I do beseech you. |
| 16440 | CORIOLANUS. Ay, as an ostler, that for th' p... |
| 16441 | Will bear the knave by th' volume. Th' hon... |
| 16442 | Keep Rome in safety, and the chairs of jus... |
| 16443 | Supplied with worthy men! plant love among's! |
| 16444 | Throng our large temples with the shows of... |
| 16445 | And not our streets with war! |
| 16446 | FIRST SENATOR. Amen, amen! |
| 16447 | MENENIUS. A noble wish. |
| 16448 | Re-enter the.AEDILE,with the... |
| 16449 | SICINIUS. Draw near, ye people. |
| 16450 | AEDILE. List to your tribunes. Audience! pea... |
| 16451 | CORIOLANUS. First, hear me speak. |
| 16452 | BOTH TRIBUNES. Well, say. Peace, ho! |
| 16453 | CORIOLANUS. Shall I be charg'd no further th... |
| 16454 | Must all determine here? |
| 16455 | SICINIUS. I do demand, |
| 16456 | If you submit you to the people's voices, |
| 16457 | Allow their officers, and are content |
| 16458 | To suffer lawful censure for such faults |
| 16459 | As shall be prov'd upon you. |
| 16460 | CORIOLANUS. I am content. |
| 16461 | MENENIUS. Lo, citizens, he says he is content. |
| 16462 | The warlike service he has done, consider;... |
| 16463 | Upon the wounds his body bears, which show |
| 16464 | Like graves i' th' holy churchyard. |
| 16465 | CORIOLANUS. Scratches with briers, |
| 16466 | Scars to move laughter only. |
| 16467 | MENENIUS. Consider further, |
| 16468 | That when he speaks not like a citizen, |
| 16469 | You find him like a soldier; do not take |
| 16470 | His rougher accents for malicious sounds, |
| 16471 | But, as I say, such as become a soldier |
| 16472 | Rather than envy you. |
| 16473 | COMINIUS. Well, well! No more. |
| 16474 | CORIOLANUS. What is the matter, |
| 16475 | That being pass'd for consul with full voice, |
| 16476 | I am so dishonour'd that the very hour |
| 16477 | You take it off again? |
| 16478 | SICINIUS. Answer to us. |
| 16479 | CORIOLANUS. Say then; 'tis true, I ought so. |
| 16480 | SICINIUS. We charge you that you have contri... |
| 16481 | From Rome all season'd office, and to wind |
| 16482 | Yourself into a power tyrannical; |
| 16483 | For which you are a traitor to the people. |
| 16484 | CORIOLANUS. How- traitor? |
| 16485 | MENENIUS. Nay, temperately! Your promise. |
| 16486 | CORIOLANUS. The fires i' th' lowest hell fol... |
| 16487 | Call me their traitor! Thou injurious trib... |
| 16488 | Within thine eyes sat twenty thousand deat... |
| 16489 | In thy hands clutch'd as many millions, in |
| 16490 | Thy lying tongue both numbers, I would say |
| 16491 | 'Thou liest' unto thee with a voice as free |
| 16492 | As I do pray the gods. |
| 16493 | SICINIUS. Mark you this, people? |
| 16494 | PLEBEIANS. To th' rock, to th' rock, with him! |
| 16495 | SICINIUS. Peace! |
| 16496 | We need not put new matter to his charge. |
| 16497 | What you have seen him do and heard him sp... |
| 16498 | Beating your officers, cursing yourselves, |
| 16499 | Opposing laws with strokes, and here defying |
| 16500 | Those whose great power must try him- even... |
| 16501 | So criminal and in such capital kind, |
| 16502 | Deserves th' extremest death. |
| 16503 | BRUTUS. But since he hath |
| 16504 | Serv'd well for Rome- |
| 16505 | CORIOLANUS. What do you prate of service? |
| 16506 | BRUTUS. I talk of that that know it. |
| 16507 | CORIOLANUS. You! |
| 16508 | MENENIUS. Is this the promise that you made ... |
| 16509 | COMINIUS. Know, I pray you- |
| 16510 | CORIOLANUS. I'll know no further. |
| 16511 | Let them pronounce the steep Tarpeian death, |
| 16512 | Vagabond exile, flaying, pent to linger |
| 16513 | But with a grain a day, I would not buy |
| 16514 | Their mercy at the price of one fair word, |
| 16515 | Nor check my courage for what they can give, |
| 16516 | To have't with saying 'Good morrow.' |
| 16517 | SICINIUS. For that he has- |
| 16518 | As much as in him lies- from time to time |
| 16519 | Envied against the people, seeking means |
| 16520 | To pluck away their power; as now at last |
| 16521 | Given hostile strokes, and that not in the... |
| 16522 | Of dreaded justice, but on the ministers |
| 16523 | That do distribute it- in the name o' th' ... |
| 16524 | And in the power of us the tribunes, we, |
| 16525 | Ev'n from this instant, banish him our city, |
| 16526 | In peril of precipitation |
| 16527 | From off the rock Tarpeian, never more |
| 16528 | To enter our Rome gates. I' th' people's n... |
| 16529 | I say it shall be so. |
| 16530 | PLEBEIANS. It shall be so, it shall be so! L... |
| 16531 | He's banish'd, and it shall be so. |
| 16532 | COMINIUS. Hear me, my masters and my common ... |
| 16533 | SICINIUS. He's sentenc'd; no more hearing. |
| 16534 | COMINIUS. Let me speak. |
| 16535 | I have been consul, and can show for Rome |
| 16536 | Her enemies' marks upon me. I do love |
| 16537 | My country's good with a respect more tender, |
| 16538 | More holy and profound, than mine own life, |
| 16539 | My dear wife's estimate, her womb's increase |
| 16540 | And treasure of my loins. Then if I would |
| 16541 | Speak that- |
| 16542 | SICINIUS. We know your drift. Speak what? |
| 16543 | BRUTUS. There's no more to be said, but he i... |
| 16544 | As enemy to the people and his country. |
| 16545 | It shall be so. |
| 16546 | PLEBEIANS. It shall be so, it shall be so. |
| 16547 | CORIOLANUS. YOU common cry of curs, whose br... |
| 16548 | As reek o' th' rotten fens, whose loves I ... |
| 16549 | As the dead carcasses of unburied men |
| 16550 | That do corrupt my air- I banish you. |
| 16551 | And here remain with your uncertainty! |
| 16552 | Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts; |
| 16553 | Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes, |
| 16554 | Fan you into despair! Have the power still |
| 16555 | To banish your defenders, till at length |
| 16556 | Your ignorance- which finds not till it fe... |
| 16557 | Making but reservation of yourselves |
| 16558 | Still your own foes- deliver you |
| 16559 | As most abated captives to some nation |
| 16560 | That won you without blows! Despising |
| 16561 | For you the city, thus I turn my back; |
| 16562 | There is a world elsewhere. |
| 16563 | ... |
| 16564 | COMINIUS, MENENIUS, with th... |
| 16565 | AEDILE. The people's enemy is gone, is gone! |
| 16566 | [They all shout and th... |
| 16567 | PLEBEIANS. Our enemy is banish'd, he is gone... |
| 16568 | SICINIUS. Go see him out at gates, and follo... |
| 16569 | As he hath follow'd you, with all despite; |
| 16570 | Give him deserv'd vexation. Let a guard |
| 16571 | Attend us through the city. |
| 16572 | PLEBEIANS. Come, come, let's see him out at ... |
| 16573 | The gods preserve our noble tribunes! Come... |
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| 16582 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 16583 | Rome. Before a gate of the city |
| 16584 | Enter CORIOLANUS, VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, MENENIUS... |
| 16585 | with the young NOBILITY of Rome |
| 16586 | CORIOLANUS. Come, leave your tears; a brief ... |
| 16587 | With many heads butts me away. Nay, mother, |
| 16588 | Where is your ancient courage? You were us'd |
| 16589 | To say extremities was the trier of spirits; |
| 16590 | That common chances common men could bear; |
| 16591 | That when the sea was calm all boats alike |
| 16592 | Show'd mastership in floating; fortune's b... |
| 16593 | When most struck home, being gentle wounde... |
| 16594 | A noble cunning. You were us'd to load me |
| 16595 | With precepts that would make invincible |
| 16596 | The heart that conn'd them. |
| 16597 | VIRGILIA. O heavens! O heavens! |
| 16598 | CORIOLANUS. Nay, I prithee, woman- |
| 16599 | VOLUMNIA. Now the red pestilence strike all ... |
| 16600 | And occupations perish! |
| 16601 | CORIOLANUS. What, what, what! |
| 16602 | I shall be lov'd when I am lack'd. Nay, mo... |
| 16603 | Resume that spirit when you were wont to say, |
| 16604 | If you had been the wife of Hercules, |
| 16605 | Six of his labours you'd have done, and sav'd |
| 16606 | Your husband so much sweat. Cominius, |
| 16607 | Droop not; adieu. Farewell, my wife, my mo... |
| 16608 | I'll do well yet. Thou old and true Menenius, |
| 16609 | Thy tears are salter than a younger man's |
| 16610 | And venomous to thine eyes. My sometime Ge... |
| 16611 | I have seen thee stern, and thou hast oft ... |
| 16612 | Heart-hard'ning spectacles; tell these sad... |
| 16613 | 'Tis fond to wail inevitable strokes, |
| 16614 | As 'tis to laugh at 'em. My mother, you wo... |
| 16615 | My hazards still have been your solace; and |
| 16616 | Believe't not lightly- though I go alone, |
| 16617 | Like to a lonely dragon, that his fen |
| 16618 | Makes fear'd and talk'd of more than seen-... |
| 16619 | Will or exceed the common or be caught |
| 16620 | With cautelous baits and practice. |
| 16621 | VOLUMNIA. My first son, |
| 16622 | Whither wilt thou go? Take good Cominius |
| 16623 | With thee awhile; determine on some course |
| 16624 | More than a wild exposture to each chance |
| 16625 | That starts i' th' way before thee. |
| 16626 | VIRGILIA. O the gods! |
| 16627 | COMINIUS. I'll follow thee a month, devise w... |
| 16628 | Where thou shalt rest, that thou mayst hea... |
| 16629 | And we of thee; so, if the time thrust forth |
| 16630 | A cause for thy repeal, we shall not send |
| 16631 | O'er the vast world to seek a single man, |
| 16632 | And lose advantage, which doth ever cool |
| 16633 | I' th' absence of the needer. |
| 16634 | CORIOLANUS. Fare ye well; |
| 16635 | Thou hast years upon thee, and thou art to... |
| 16636 | Of the wars' surfeits to go rove with one |
| 16637 | That's yet unbruis'd; bring me but out at ... |
| 16638 | Come, my sweet wife, my dearest mother, and |
| 16639 | My friends of noble touch; when I am forth, |
| 16640 | Bid me farewell, and smile. I pray you come. |
| 16641 | While I remain above the ground you shall |
| 16642 | Hear from me still, and never of me aught |
| 16643 | But what is like me formerly. |
| 16644 | MENENIUS. That's worthily |
| 16645 | As any ear can hear. Come, let's not weep. |
| 16646 | If I could shake off but one seven years |
| 16647 | From these old arms and legs, by the good ... |
| 16648 | I'd with thee every foot. |
| 16649 | CORIOLANUS. Give me thy hand. |
| 16650 | Come. ... |
| 16651 | SCENE II. |
| 16652 | Rome. A street near the gate |
| 16653 | Enter the two Tribunes, SICINIUS and BRUTUS wi... |
| 16654 | SICINIUS. Bid them all home; he's gone, and ... |
| 16655 | The nobility are vex'd, whom we see have s... |
| 16656 | In his behalf. |
| 16657 | BRUTUS. Now we have shown our power, |
| 16658 | Let us seem humbler after it is done |
| 16659 | Than when it was a-doing. |
| 16660 | SICINIUS. Bid them home. |
| 16661 | Say their great enemy is gone, and they |
| 16662 | Stand in their ancient strength. |
| 16663 | BRUTUS. Dismiss them home. ... |
| 16664 | Here comes his mother. |
| 16665 | Enter VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, a... |
| 16666 | SICINIUS. Let's not meet her. |
| 16667 | BRUTUS. Why? |
| 16668 | SICINIUS. They say she's mad. |
| 16669 | BRUTUS. They have ta'en note of us; keep on ... |
| 16670 | VOLUMNIA. O, Y'are well met; th' hoarded pla... |
| 16671 | Requite your love! |
| 16672 | MENENIUS. Peace, peace, be not so loud. |
| 16673 | VOLUMNIA. If that I could for weeping, you s... |
| 16674 | Nay, and you shall hear some. [To BRUTUS]... |
| 16675 | VIRGILIA. [To SICINIUS] You shall stay too... |
| 16676 | power |
| 16677 | To say so to my husband. |
| 16678 | SICINIUS. Are you mankind? |
| 16679 | VOLUMNIA. Ay, fool; is that a shame? Note bu... |
| 16680 | Was not a man my father? Hadst thou foxship |
| 16681 | To banish him that struck more blows for Rome |
| 16682 | Than thou hast spoken words? |
| 16683 | SICINIUS. O blessed heavens! |
| 16684 | VOLUMNIA. Moe noble blows than ever thou wis... |
| 16685 | And for Rome's good. I'll tell thee what- ... |
| 16686 | Nay, but thou shalt stay too. I would my son |
| 16687 | Were in Arabia, and thy tribe before him, |
| 16688 | His good sword in his hand. |
| 16689 | SICINIUS. What then? |
| 16690 | VIRGILIA. What then! |
| 16691 | He'd make an end of thy posterity. |
| 16692 | VOLUMNIA. Bastards and all. |
| 16693 | Good man, the wounds that he does bear for... |
| 16694 | MENENIUS. Come, come, peace. |
| 16695 | SICINIUS. I would he had continued to his co... |
| 16696 | As he began, and not unknit himself |
| 16697 | The noble knot he made. |
| 16698 | BRUTUS. I would he had. |
| 16699 | VOLUMNIA. 'I would he had!' 'Twas you incens... |
| 16700 | Cats that can judge as fitly of his worth |
| 16701 | As I can of those mysteries which heaven |
| 16702 | Will not have earth to know. |
| 16703 | BRUTUS. Pray, let's go. |
| 16704 | VOLUMNIA. Now, pray, sir, get you gone; |
| 16705 | You have done a brave deed. Ere you go, he... |
| 16706 | As far as doth the Capitol exceed |
| 16707 | The meanest house in Rome, so far my son- |
| 16708 | This lady's husband here, this, do you see?- |
| 16709 | Whom you have banish'd does exceed you an. |
| 16710 | BRUTUS. Well, well, we'll leave you. |
| 16711 | SICINIUS. Why stay we to be baited |
| 16712 | With one that wants her wits? ... |
| 16713 | VOLUMNIA. Take my prayers with you. |
| 16714 | I would the gods had nothing else to do |
| 16715 | But to confirm my curses. Could I meet 'em |
| 16716 | But once a day, it would unclog my heart |
| 16717 | Of what lies heavy to't. |
| 16718 | MENENIUS. You have told them home, |
| 16719 | And, by my troth, you have cause. You'll s... |
| 16720 | VOLUMNIA. Anger's my meat; I sup upon myself, |
| 16721 | And so shall starve with feeding. Come, le... |
| 16722 | Leave this faint puling and lament as I do, |
| 16723 | In anger, Juno-like. Come, come, come. |
| 16724 | Exeunt VOL... |
| 16725 | MENENIUS. Fie, fie, fie! ... |
| 16726 | SCENE III. |
| 16727 | A highway between Rome and Antium |
| 16728 | Enter a ROMAN and a VOLSCE, meeting |
| 16729 | ROMAN. I know you well, sir, and you know me... |
| 16730 | is Adrian. |
| 16731 | VOLSCE. It is so, sir. Truly, I have forgot ... |
| 16732 | ROMAN. I am a Roman; and my services are, as... |
| 16733 | Know you me yet? |
| 16734 | VOLSCE. Nicanor? No! |
| 16735 | ROMAN. The same, sir. |
| 16736 | VOLSCE. YOU had more beard when I last saw y... |
| 16737 | well appear'd by your tongue. What's the n... |
| 16738 | note from the Volscian state, to find you ... |
| 16739 | well saved me a day's journey. |
| 16740 | ROMAN. There hath been in Rome strange insur... |
| 16741 | against the senators, patricians, and nobles. |
| 16742 | VOLSCE. Hath been! Is it ended, then? Our st... |
| 16743 | are in a most warlike preparation, and hop... |
| 16744 | the heat of their division. |
| 16745 | ROMAN. The main blaze of it is past, but a s... |
| 16746 | it flame again; for the nobles receive so ... |
| 16747 | of that worthy Coriolanus that they are in... |
| 16748 | all power from the people, and to pluck fr... |
| 16749 | for ever. This lies glowing, I can tell yo... |
| 16750 | for the violent breaking out. |
| 16751 | VOLSCE. Coriolanus banish'd! |
| 16752 | ROMAN. Banish'd, sir. |
| 16753 | VOLSCE. You will be welcome with this intell... |
| 16754 | ROMAN. The day serves well for them now. I h... |
| 16755 | fittest time to corrupt a man's wife is wh... |
| 16756 | with her husband. Your noble Tullus Aufidi... |
| 16757 | these wars, his great opposer, Coriolanus,... |
| 16758 | request of his country. |
| 16759 | VOLSCE. He cannot choose. I am most fortunat... |
| 16760 | encounter you; you have ended my business,... |
| 16761 | accompany you home. |
| 16762 | ROMAN. I shall between this and supper tell ... |
| 16763 | from Rome, all tending to the good of thei... |
| 16764 | an army ready, say you? |
| 16765 | VOLSCE. A most royal one: the centurions and... |
| 16766 | distinctly billeted, already in th' entert... |
| 16767 | foot at an hour's warning. |
| 16768 | ROMAN. I am joyful to hear of their readines... |
| 16769 | think, that shall set them in present acti... |
| 16770 | well met, and most glad of your company. |
| 16771 | VOLSCE. You take my part from me, sir. I hav... |
| 16772 | glad of yours. |
| 16773 | ROMAN. Well, let us go together. |
| 16774 | SCENE IV. |
| 16775 | Antium. Before AUFIDIUS' house |
| 16776 | Enter CORIOLANUS, in mean apparel, disguis'd a... |
| 16777 | CORIOLANUS. A goodly city is this Antium. City, |
| 16778 | 'Tis I that made thy widows: many an heir |
| 16779 | Of these fair edifices fore my wars |
| 16780 | Have I heard groan and drop. Then know me ... |
| 16781 | Lest that thy wives with spits and boys wi... |
| 16782 | In puny battle slay me. |
| 16783 | Enter A CITIZEN |
| 16784 | Save you, sir. |
| 16785 | CITIZEN. And you. |
| 16786 | CORIOLANUS. Direct me, if it be your will, |
| 16787 | Where great Aufidius lies. Is he in Antium? |
| 16788 | CITIZEN. He is, and feasts the nobles of the... |
| 16789 | At his house this night. |
| 16790 | CORIOLANUS. Which is his house, beseech you? |
| 16791 | CITIZEN. This here before you. |
| 16792 | CORIOLANUS. Thank you, sir; farewell. ... |
| 16793 | O world, thy slippery turns! Friends now f... |
| 16794 | Whose double bosoms seems to wear one heart, |
| 16795 | Whose hours, whose bed, whose meal and exe... |
| 16796 | Are still together, who twin, as 'twere, i... |
| 16797 | Unseparable, shall within this hour, |
| 16798 | On a dissension of a doit, break out |
| 16799 | To bitterest enmity; so fellest foes, |
| 16800 | Whose passions and whose plots have broke ... |
| 16801 | To take the one the other, by some chance, |
| 16802 | Some trick not worth an egg, shall grow de... |
| 16803 | And interjoin their issues. So with me: |
| 16804 | My birthplace hate I, and my love's upon |
| 16805 | This enemy town. I'll enter. If he slay me, |
| 16806 | He does fair justice: if he give me way, |
| 16807 | I'll do his country service. |
| 16808 | SCENE V. |
| 16809 | Antium. AUFIDIUS' house |
| 16810 | Music plays. Enter A SERVINGMAN |
| 16811 | FIRST SERVANT. Wine, wine, wine! What servic... |
| 16812 | fellows are asleep. ... |
| 16813 | Enter another SERVINGMAN |
| 16814 | SECOND SERVANT.Where's Cotus? My master call... |
| 16815 | Cotus! ... |
| 16816 | Enter CORIOLANUS |
| 16817 | CORIOLANUS. A goodly house. The feast smells... |
| 16818 | Appear not like a guest. |
| 16819 | Re-enter the first SERVINGMAN |
| 16820 | FIRST SERVANT. What would you have, friend? |
| 16821 | Whence are you? Here's no place for you: p... |
| 16822 | Exit |
| 16823 | CORIOLANUS. I have deserv'd no better entert... |
| 16824 | In being Coriolanus. |
| 16825 | Re-enter second SERVINGMAN |
| 16826 | SECOND SERVANT. Whence are you, sir? Has the... |
| 16827 | head that he gives entrance to such compan... |
| 16828 | CORIOLANUS. Away! |
| 16829 | SECOND SERVANT. Away? Get you away. |
| 16830 | CORIOLANUS. Now th' art troublesome. |
| 16831 | SECOND SERVANT. Are you so brave? I'll have ... |
| 16832 | Enter a third SERVINGMAN. The first ... |
| 16833 | THIRD SERVANT. What fellow's this? |
| 16834 | FIRST SERVANT. A strange one as ever I look'... |
| 16835 | out o' th' house. Prithee call my master t... |
| 16836 | THIRD SERVANT. What have you to do here, fel... |
| 16837 | house. |
| 16838 | CORIOLANUS. Let me but stand- I will not hur... |
| 16839 | THIRD SERVANT. What are you? |
| 16840 | CORIOLANUS. A gentleman. |
| 16841 | THIRD SERVANT. A marv'llous poor one. |
| 16842 | CORIOLANUS. True, so I am. |
| 16843 | THIRD SERVANT. Pray you, poor gentleman, tak... |
| 16844 | station; here's no place for you. Pray you... |
| 16845 | CORIOLANUS. Follow your function, go and bat... |
| 16846 | [Pushes ... |
| 16847 | THIRD SERVANT. What, you will not? Prithee t... |
| 16848 | strange guest he has here. |
| 16849 | SECOND SERVANT. And I shall. ... |
| 16850 | THIRD SERVANT. Where dwell'st thou? |
| 16851 | CORIOLANUS. Under the canopy. |
| 16852 | THIRD SERVANT. Under the canopy? |
| 16853 | CORIOLANUS. Ay. |
| 16854 | THIRD SERVANT. Where's that? |
| 16855 | CORIOLANUS. I' th' city of kites and crows. |
| 16856 | THIRD SERVANT. I' th' city of kites and crows! |
| 16857 | What an ass it is! Then thou dwell'st with... |
| 16858 | CORIOLANUS. No, I serve not thy master. |
| 16859 | THIRD SERVANT. How, sir! Do you meddle with ... |
| 16860 | CORIOLANUS. Ay; 'tis an honester service tha... |
| 16861 | mistress. Thou prat'st and prat'st; serve ... |
| 16862 | hence! ... |
| 16863 | Enter AUFIDIUS with the second SE... |
| 16864 | AUFIDIUS. Where is this fellow? |
| 16865 | SECOND SERVANT. Here, sir; I'd have beaten h... |
| 16866 | disturbing the lords within. |
| 16867 | AUFIDIUS. Whence com'st thou? What wouldst t... |
| 16868 | Why speak'st not? Speak, man. What's thy n... |
| 16869 | CORIOLANUS. [Unmuffling] If, Tullus, |
| 16870 | Not yet thou know'st me, and, seeing me, d... |
| 16871 | Think me for the man I am, necessity |
| 16872 | Commands me name myself. |
| 16873 | AUFIDIUS. What is thy name? |
| 16874 | CORIOLANUS. A name unmusical to the Volscian... |
| 16875 | And harsh in sound to thine. |
| 16876 | AUFIDIUS. Say, what's thy name? |
| 16877 | Thou has a grim appearance, and thy face |
| 16878 | Bears a command in't; though thy tackle's ... |
| 16879 | Thou show'st a noble vessel. What's thy name? |
| 16880 | CORIOLANUS. Prepare thy brow to frown- know'... |
| 16881 | AUFIDIUS. I know thee not. Thy name? |
| 16882 | CORIOLANUS. My name is Caius Marcius, who ha... |
| 16883 | To thee particularly, and to all the Volsces, |
| 16884 | Great hurt and mischief; thereto witness may |
| 16885 | My surname, Coriolanus. The painful service, |
| 16886 | The extreme dangers, and the drops of blood |
| 16887 | Shed for my thankless country, are requited |
| 16888 | But with that surname- a good memory |
| 16889 | And witness of the malice and displeasure |
| 16890 | Which thou shouldst bear me. Only that nam... |
| 16891 | The cruelty and envy of the people, |
| 16892 | Permitted by our dastard nobles, who |
| 16893 | Have all forsook me, hath devour'd the rest, |
| 16894 | An suffer'd me by th' voice of slaves to be |
| 16895 | Whoop'd out of Rome. Now this extremity |
| 16896 | Hath brought me to thy hearth; not out of ... |
| 16897 | Mistake me not, to save my life; for if |
| 16898 | I had fear'd death, of all the men i' th' ... |
| 16899 | I would have 'voided thee; but in mere spite, |
| 16900 | To be full quit of those my banishers, |
| 16901 | Stand I before thee here. Then if thou hast |
| 16902 | A heart of wreak in thee, that wilt revenge |
| 16903 | Thine own particular wrongs and stop those... |
| 16904 | Of shame seen through thy country, speed t... |
| 16905 | And make my misery serve thy turn. So use it |
| 16906 | That my revengeful services may prove |
| 16907 | As benefits to thee; for I will fight |
| 16908 | Against my cank'red country with the spleen |
| 16909 | Of all the under fiends. But if so be |
| 16910 | Thou dar'st not this, and that to prove mo... |
| 16911 | Th'art tir'd, then, in a word, I also am |
| 16912 | Longer to live most weary, and present |
| 16913 | My throat to thee and to thy ancient malice; |
| 16914 | Which not to cut would show thee but a fool, |
| 16915 | Since I have ever followed thee with hate, |
| 16916 | Drawn tuns of blood out of thy country's b... |
| 16917 | And cannot live but to thy shame, unless |
| 16918 | It be to do thee service. |
| 16919 | AUFIDIUS. O Marcius, Marcius! |
| 16920 | Each word thou hast spoke hath weeded from... |
| 16921 | A root of ancient envy. If Jupiter |
| 16922 | Should from yond cloud speak divine things, |
| 16923 | And say ''Tis true,' I'd not believe them ... |
| 16924 | Than thee, all noble Marcius. Let me twine |
| 16925 | Mine arms about that body, where against |
| 16926 | My grained ash an hundred times hath broke |
| 16927 | And scarr'd the moon with splinters; here ... |
| 16928 | The anvil of my sword, and do contest |
| 16929 | As hotly and as nobly with thy love |
| 16930 | As ever in ambitious strength I did |
| 16931 | Contend against thy valour. Know thou first, |
| 16932 | I lov'd the maid I married; never man |
| 16933 | Sigh'd truer breath; but that I see thee h... |
| 16934 | Thou noble thing, more dances my rapt heart |
| 16935 | Than when I first my wedded mistress saw |
| 16936 | Bestride my threshold. Why, thou Mars, I t... |
| 16937 | We have a power on foot, and I had purpose |
| 16938 | Once more to hew thy target from thy brawn, |
| 16939 | Or lose mine arm for't. Thou hast beat me out |
| 16940 | Twelve several times, and I have nightly s... |
| 16941 | Dreamt of encounters 'twixt thyself and me- |
| 16942 | We have been down together in my sleep, |
| 16943 | Unbuckling helms, fisting each other's thr... |
| 16944 | And wak'd half dead with nothing. Worthy M... |
| 16945 | Had we no other quarrel else to Rome but that |
| 16946 | Thou art thence banish'd, we would muster all |
| 16947 | From twelve to seventy, and, pouring war |
| 16948 | Into the bowels of ungrateful Rome, |
| 16949 | Like a bold flood o'erbeat. O, come, go in, |
| 16950 | And take our friendly senators by th' hands, |
| 16951 | Who now are here, taking their leaves of me |
| 16952 | Who am prepar'd against your territories, |
| 16953 | Though not for Rome itself. |
| 16954 | CORIOLANUS. You bless me, gods! |
| 16955 | AUFIDIUS. Therefore, most. absolute sir, if ... |
| 16956 | The leading of thine own revenges, take |
| 16957 | Th' one half of my commission, and set down- |
| 16958 | As best thou art experienc'd, since thou k... |
| 16959 | Thy country's strength and weakness- thine... |
| 16960 | Whether to knock against the gates of Rome, |
| 16961 | Or rudely visit them in parts remote |
| 16962 | To fright them ere destroy. But come in; |
| 16963 | Let me commend thee first to those that shall |
| 16964 | Say yea to thy desires. A thousand welcomes! |
| 16965 | And more a friend than e'er an enemy; |
| 16966 | Yet, Marcius, that was much. Your hand; mo... |
| 16967 | Exeunt CORIO... |
| 16968 | The two SERVINGMEN come fo... |
| 16969 | FIRST SERVANT. Here's a strange alteration! |
| 16970 | SECOND SERVANT. By my hand, I had thought to... |
| 16971 | a cudgel; and yet my mind gave me his clot... |
| 16972 | of him. |
| 16973 | FIRST SERVANT. What an arm he has! He turn'd... |
| 16974 | finger and his thumb, as one would set up ... |
| 16975 | SECOND SERVANT. Nay, I knew by his face that... |
| 16976 | him; he had, sir, a kind of face, methough... |
| 16977 | term it. |
| 16978 | FIRST SERVANT. He had so, looking as it were... |
| 16979 | but I thought there was more in him than I... |
| 16980 | SECOND SERVANT. So did I, I'll be sworn. He ... |
| 16981 | man i' th' world. |
| 16982 | FIRST SERVANT. I think he is; but a greater ... |
| 16983 | on. |
| 16984 | SECOND SERVANT. Who, my master? |
| 16985 | FIRST SERVANT. Nay, it's no matter for that. |
| 16986 | SECOND SERVANT. Worth six on him. |
| 16987 | FIRST SERVANT. Nay, not so neither; but I ta... |
| 16988 | greater soldier. |
| 16989 | SECOND SERVANT. Faith, look you, one cannot ... |
| 16990 | for the defence of a town our general is e... |
| 16991 | FIRST SERVANT. Ay, and for an assault too. |
| 16992 | Re-enter the third SERV... |
| 16993 | THIRD SERVANT. O slaves, I can tell you news... |
| 16994 | BOTH. What, what, what? Let's partake. |
| 16995 | THIRD SERVANT. I would not be a Roman, of al... |
| 16996 | I had as lief be a condemn'd man. |
| 16997 | BOTH. Wherefore? wherefore? |
| 16998 | THIRD SERVANT. Why, here's he that was wont ... |
| 16999 | Caius Marcius. |
| 17000 | FIRST SERVANT. Why do you say 'thwack our ge... |
| 17001 | THIRD SERVANT. I do not say 'thwack our gene... |
| 17002 | good enough for him. |
| 17003 | SECOND SERVANT. Come, we are fellows and fri... |
| 17004 | hard for him, I have heard him say so hims... |
| 17005 | FIRST SERVANT. He was too hard for him direc... |
| 17006 | on't; before Corioli he scotch'd him and n... |
| 17007 | carbonado. |
| 17008 | SECOND SERVANT. An he had been cannibally gi... |
| 17009 | broil'd and eaten him too. |
| 17010 | FIRST SERVANT. But more of thy news! |
| 17011 | THIRD SERVANT. Why, he is so made on here wi... |
| 17012 | and heir to Mars; set at upper end o' th' ... |
| 17013 | asked him by any of the senators but they ... |
| 17014 | Our general himself makes a mistress of hi... |
| 17015 | with's hand, and turns up the white o' th'... |
| 17016 | But the bottom of the news is, our general... |
| 17017 | and but one half of what he was yesterday,... |
| 17018 | by the entreaty and grant of the whole tab... |
| 17019 | and sowl the porter of Rome gates by th' e... |
| 17020 | down before him, and leave his passage pol... |
| 17021 | SECOND SERVANT. And he's as like to do't as ... |
| 17022 | THIRD SERVANT. Do't! He will do't; for look ... |
| 17023 | many friends as enemies; which friends, si... |
| 17024 | not- look you, sir- show themselves, as we... |
| 17025 | whilst he's in directitude. |
| 17026 | FIRST SERVANT. Directitude? What's that? |
| 17027 | THIRD SERVANT. But when they shall see, sir,... |
| 17028 | the man in blood, they will out of their b... |
| 17029 | after rain, and revel an with him. |
| 17030 | FIRST SERVANT. But when goes this forward? |
| 17031 | THIRD SERVANT. To-morrow, to-day, presently.... |
| 17032 | drum struck up this afternoon; 'tis as it ... |
| 17033 | feast, and to be executed ere they wipe th... |
| 17034 | SECOND SERVANT. Why, then we shall have a st... |
| 17035 | This peace is nothing but to rust iron, in... |
| 17036 | breed ballad-makers. |
| 17037 | FIRST SERVANT. Let me have war, say I; it ex... |
| 17038 | day does night; it's spritely, waking, aud... |
| 17039 | Peace is a very apoplexy, lethargy; mull'd... |
| 17040 | insensible; a getter of more bastard child... |
| 17041 | destroyer of men. |
| 17042 | SECOND SERVANT. 'Tis so; and as war in some ... |
| 17043 | a ravisher, so it cannot be denied but pea... |
| 17044 | cuckolds. |
| 17045 | FIRST SERVANT. Ay, and it makes men hate one... |
| 17046 | THIRD SERVANT. Reason: because they then les... |
| 17047 | wars for my money. I hope to see Romans as... |
| 17048 | They are rising, they are rising. |
| 17049 | BOTH. In, in, in, in! ... |
| 17050 | SCENE VI. |
| 17051 | Rome. A public place |
| 17052 | Enter the two Tribunes, SICINIUS and BRUTUS |
| 17053 | SICINIUS. We hear not of him, neither need w... |
| 17054 | His remedies are tame. The present peace |
| 17055 | And quietness of the people, which before |
| 17056 | Were in wild hurry, here do make his friends |
| 17057 | Blush that the world goes well; who rather... |
| 17058 | Though they themselves did suffer by't, be... |
| 17059 | Dissentious numbers pest'ring streets than... |
| 17060 | Our tradesmen singing in their shops, and ... |
| 17061 | About their functions friendly. |
| 17062 | Enter MENENIUS |
| 17063 | BRUTUS. We stood to't in good time. Is this ... |
| 17064 | SICINIUS. 'Tis he, 'tis he. O, he is grown m... |
| 17065 | Of late. Hail, sir! |
| 17066 | MENENIUS. Hail to you both! |
| 17067 | SICINIUS. Your Coriolanus is not much miss'd |
| 17068 | But with his friends. The commonwealth dot... |
| 17069 | And so would do, were he more angry at it. |
| 17070 | MENENIUS. All's well, and might have been mu... |
| 17071 | He could have temporiz'd. |
| 17072 | SICINIUS. Where is he, hear you? |
| 17073 | MENENIUS. Nay, I hear nothing; his mother an... |
| 17074 | Hear nothing from him. |
| 17075 | Enter three or four citizens |
| 17076 | CITIZENS. The gods preserve you both! |
| 17077 | SICINIUS. God-den, our neighbours. |
| 17078 | BRUTUS. God-den to you all, god-den to you an. |
| 17079 | FIRST CITIZEN. Ourselves, our wives, and chi... |
| 17080 | Are bound to pray for you both. |
| 17081 | SICINIUS. Live and thrive! |
| 17082 | BRUTUS. Farewell, kind neighbours; we wish'd... |
| 17083 | Had lov'd you as we did. |
| 17084 | CITIZENS. Now the gods keep you! |
| 17085 | BOTH TRIBUNES. Farewell, farewell. ... |
| 17086 | SICINIUS. This is a happier and more comely ... |
| 17087 | Than when these fellows ran about the streets |
| 17088 | Crying confusion. |
| 17089 | BRUTUS. Caius Marcius was |
| 17090 | A worthy officer i' the war, but insolent, |
| 17091 | O'ercome with pride, ambitious past all th... |
| 17092 | Self-loving- |
| 17093 | SICINIUS. And affecting one sole throne, |
| 17094 | Without assistance. |
| 17095 | MENENIUS. I think not so. |
| 17096 | SICINIUS. We should by this, to all our lame... |
| 17097 | If he had gone forth consul, found it so. |
| 17098 | BRUTUS. The gods have well prevented it, and... |
| 17099 | Sits safe and still without him. |
| 17100 | Enter an AEDILE |
| 17101 | AEDILE. Worthy tribunes, |
| 17102 | There is a slave, whom we have put in prison, |
| 17103 | Reports the Volsces with several powers |
| 17104 | Are ent'red in the Roman territories, |
| 17105 | And with the deepest malice of the war |
| 17106 | Destroy what lies before 'em. |
| 17107 | MENENIUS. 'Tis Aufidius, |
| 17108 | Who, hearing of our Marcius' banishment, |
| 17109 | Thrusts forth his horns again into the world, |
| 17110 | Which were inshell'd when Marcius stood fo... |
| 17111 | And durst not once peep out. |
| 17112 | SICINIUS. Come, what talk you of Marcius? |
| 17113 | BRUTUS. Go see this rumourer whipp'd. It can... |
| 17114 | The Volsces dare break with us. |
| 17115 | MENENIUS. Cannot be! |
| 17116 | We have record that very well it can; |
| 17117 | And three examples of the like hath been |
| 17118 | Within my age. But reason with the fellow |
| 17119 | Before you punish him, where he heard this, |
| 17120 | Lest you shall chance to whip your informa... |
| 17121 | And beat the messenger who bids beware |
| 17122 | Of what is to be dreaded. |
| 17123 | SICINIUS. Tell not me. |
| 17124 | I know this cannot be. |
| 17125 | BRUTUS. Not Possible. |
| 17126 | Enter A MESSENGER |
| 17127 | MESSENGER. The nobles in great earnestness a... |
| 17128 | All to the Senate House; some news is come |
| 17129 | That turns their countenances. |
| 17130 | SICINIUS. 'Tis this slave- |
| 17131 | Go whip him fore the people's eyes- his ra... |
| 17132 | Nothing but his report. |
| 17133 | MESSENGER. Yes, worthy sir, |
| 17134 | The slave's report is seconded, and more, |
| 17135 | More fearful, is deliver'd. |
| 17136 | SICINIUS. What more fearful? |
| 17137 | MESSENGER. It is spoke freely out of many mo... |
| 17138 | How probable I do not know- that Marcius, |
| 17139 | Join'd with Aufidius, leads a power 'gains... |
| 17140 | And vows revenge as spacious as between |
| 17141 | The young'st and oldest thing. |
| 17142 | SICINIUS. This is most likely! |
| 17143 | BRUTUS. Rais'd only that the weaker sort may... |
| 17144 | Good Marcius home again. |
| 17145 | SICINIUS. The very trick on 't. |
| 17146 | MENENIUS. This is unlikely. |
| 17147 | He and Aufidius can no more atone |
| 17148 | Than violent'st contrariety. |
| 17149 | Enter a second MESSENGER |
| 17150 | SECOND MESSENGER. You are sent for to the Se... |
| 17151 | A fearful army, led by Caius Marcius |
| 17152 | Associated with Aufidius, rages |
| 17153 | Upon our territories, and have already |
| 17154 | O'erborne their way, consum'd with fire an... |
| 17155 | What lay before them. |
| 17156 | Enter COMINIUS |
| 17157 | COMINIUS. O, you have made good work! |
| 17158 | MENENIUS. What news? what news? |
| 17159 | COMINIUS. You have holp to ravish your own d... |
| 17160 | To melt the city leads upon your pates, |
| 17161 | To see your wives dishonour'd to your noses- |
| 17162 | MENENIUS. What's the news? What's the news? |
| 17163 | COMINIUS. Your temples burned in their cemen... |
| 17164 | Your franchises, whereon you stood, confin'd |
| 17165 | Into an auger's bore. |
| 17166 | MENENIUS. Pray now, your news? |
| 17167 | You have made fair work, I fear me. Pray, ... |
| 17168 | If Marcius should be join'd wi' th' Volsci... |
| 17169 | COMINIUS. If! |
| 17170 | He is their god; he leads them like a thing |
| 17171 | Made by some other deity than Nature, |
| 17172 | That shapes man better; and they follow him |
| 17173 | Against us brats with no less confidence |
| 17174 | Than boys pursuing summer butterflies, |
| 17175 | Or butchers killing flies. |
| 17176 | MENENIUS. You have made good work, |
| 17177 | You and your apron men; you that stood so ... |
| 17178 | Upon the voice of occupation and |
| 17179 | The breath of garlic-eaters! |
| 17180 | COMINIUS. He'll shake |
| 17181 | Your Rome about your ears. |
| 17182 | MENENIUS. As Hercules |
| 17183 | Did shake down mellow fruit. You have made... |
| 17184 | BRUTUS. But is this true, sir? |
| 17185 | COMINIUS. Ay; and you'll look pale |
| 17186 | Before you find it other. All the regions |
| 17187 | Do smilingly revolt, and who resists |
| 17188 | Are mock'd for valiant ignorance, |
| 17189 | And perish constant fools. Who is't can bl... |
| 17190 | Your enemies and his find something in him. |
| 17191 | MENENIUS. We are all undone unless |
| 17192 | The noble man have mercy. |
| 17193 | COMINIUS. Who shall ask it? |
| 17194 | The tribunes cannot do't for shame; the pe... |
| 17195 | Deserve such pity of him as the wolf |
| 17196 | Does of the shepherds; for his best friend... |
| 17197 | Should say 'Be good to Rome'- they charg'd... |
| 17198 | As those should do that had deserv'd his h... |
| 17199 | And therein show'd fike enemies. |
| 17200 | MENENIUS. 'Tis true; |
| 17201 | If he were putting to my house the brand |
| 17202 | That should consume it, I have not the face |
| 17203 | To say 'Beseech you, cease.' You have made... |
| 17204 | You and your crafts! You have crafted fair! |
| 17205 | COMINIUS. You have brought |
| 17206 | A trembling upon Rome, such as was never |
| 17207 | S' incapable of help. |
| 17208 | BOTH TRIBUNES. Say not we brought it. |
| 17209 | MENENIUS. How! Was't we? We lov'd him, but, ... |
| 17210 | And cowardly nobles, gave way unto your cl... |
| 17211 | Who did hoot him out o' th' city. |
| 17212 | COMINIUS. But I fear |
| 17213 | They'll roar him in again. Tullus Aufidius, |
| 17214 | The second name of men, obeys his points |
| 17215 | As if he were his officer. Desperation |
| 17216 | Is all the policy, strength, and defence, |
| 17217 | That Rome can make against them. |
| 17218 | Enter a troop of citizens |
| 17219 | MENENIUS. Here comes the clusters. |
| 17220 | And is Aufidius with him? You are they |
| 17221 | That made the air unwholesome when you cast |
| 17222 | Your stinking greasy caps in hooting at |
| 17223 | Coriolanus' exile. Now he's coming, |
| 17224 | And not a hair upon a soldier's head |
| 17225 | Which will not prove a whip; as many coxcombs |
| 17226 | As you threw caps up will he tumble down, |
| 17227 | And pay you for your voices. 'Tis no matter; |
| 17228 | If he could burn us all into one coal |
| 17229 | We have deserv'd it. |
| 17230 | PLEBEIANS. Faith, we hear fearful news. |
| 17231 | FIRST CITIZEN. For mine own part, |
| 17232 | When I said banish him, I said 'twas pity. |
| 17233 | SECOND CITIZEN. And so did I. |
| 17234 | THIRD CITIZEN. And so did I; and, to say the... |
| 17235 | many of us. That we did, we did for the be... |
| 17236 | willingly consented to his banishment, yet... |
| 17237 | will. |
| 17238 | COMINIUS. Y'are goodly things, you voices! |
| 17239 | MENENIUS. You have made |
| 17240 | Good work, you and your cry! Shall's to th... |
| 17241 | COMINIUS. O, ay, what else? |
| 17242 | Exeunt COM... |
| 17243 | SICINIUS. Go, masters, get you be not dismay'd; |
| 17244 | These are a side that would be glad to have |
| 17245 | This true which they so seem to fear. Go h... |
| 17246 | And show no sign of fear. |
| 17247 | FIRST CITIZEN. The gods be good to us! Come,... |
| 17248 | ever said we were i' th' wrong when we ban... |
| 17249 | SECOND CITIZEN. So did we all. But come, let... |
| 17250 | ... |
| 17251 | BRUTUS. I do not like this news. |
| 17252 | SICINIUS. Nor I. |
| 17253 | BRUTUS. Let's to the Capitol. Would half my ... |
| 17254 | Would buy this for a lie! |
| 17255 | SICINIUS. Pray let's go. ... |
| 17256 | SCENE VII. |
| 17257 | A camp at a short distance from Rome |
| 17258 | Enter AUFIDIUS with his LIEUTENANT |
| 17259 | AUFIDIUS. Do they still fly to th' Roman? |
| 17260 | LIEUTENANT. I do not know what witchcraft's ... |
| 17261 | Your soldiers use him as the grace fore meat, |
| 17262 | Their talk at table, and their thanks at end; |
| 17263 | And you are dark'ned in this action, sir, |
| 17264 | Even by your own. |
| 17265 | AUFIDIUS. I cannot help it now, |
| 17266 | Unless by using means I lame the foot |
| 17267 | Of our design. He bears himself more proud... |
| 17268 | Even to my person, than I thought he would |
| 17269 | When first I did embrace him; yet his nature |
| 17270 | In that's no changeling, and I must excuse |
| 17271 | What cannot be amended. |
| 17272 | LIEUTENANT. Yet I wish, sir- |
| 17273 | I mean, for your particular- you had not |
| 17274 | Join'd in commission with him, but either |
| 17275 | Had borne the action of yourself, or else |
| 17276 | To him had left it solely. |
| 17277 | AUFIDIUS. I understand thee well; and be tho... |
| 17278 | When he shall come to his account, he know... |
| 17279 | What I can urge against him. Although it s... |
| 17280 | And so he thinks, and is no less apparent |
| 17281 | To th' vulgar eye, that he bears all thing... |
| 17282 | And shows good husbandry for the Volscian ... |
| 17283 | Fights dragon-like, and does achieve as soon |
| 17284 | As draw his sword; yet he hath left undone |
| 17285 | That which shall break his neck or hazard ... |
| 17286 | Whene'er we come to our account. |
| 17287 | LIEUTENANT. Sir, I beseech you, think you he... |
| 17288 | AUFIDIUS. All places yield to him ere he sit... |
| 17289 | And the nobility of Rome are his; |
| 17290 | The senators and patricians love him too. |
| 17291 | The tribunes are no soldiers, and their pe... |
| 17292 | Will be as rash in the repeal as hasty |
| 17293 | To expel him thence. I think he'll be to Rome |
| 17294 | As is the osprey to the fish, who takes it |
| 17295 | By sovereignty of nature. First he was |
| 17296 | A noble servant to them, but he could not |
| 17297 | Carry his honours even. Whether 'twas pride, |
| 17298 | Which out of daily fortune ever taints |
| 17299 | The happy man; whether defect of judgment, |
| 17300 | To fail in the disposing of those chances |
| 17301 | Which he was lord of; or whether nature, |
| 17302 | Not to be other than one thing, not moving |
| 17303 | From th' casque to th' cushion, but comman... |
| 17304 | Even with the same austerity and garb |
| 17305 | As he controll'd the war; but one of these- |
| 17306 | As he hath spices of them all- not all, |
| 17307 | For I dare so far free him- made him fear'd, |
| 17308 | So hated, and so banish'd. But he has a merit |
| 17309 | To choke it in the utt'rance. So our virtues |
| 17310 | Lie in th' interpretation of the time; |
| 17311 | And power, unto itself most commendable, |
| 17312 | Hath not a tomb so evident as a chair |
| 17313 | T' extol what it hath done. |
| 17314 | One fire drives out one fire; one nail, on... |
| 17315 | Rights by rights falter, strengths by stre... |
| 17316 | Come, let's away. When, Caius, Rome is thine, |
| 17317 | Thou art poor'st of all; then shortly art ... |
| 17318 | ... |
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| 17327 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 17328 | Rome. A public place |
| 17329 | Enter MENENIUS, COMINIUS, SICINIUS and BRUTUS,... |
| 17330 | MENENIUS. No, I'll not go. You hear what he ... |
| 17331 | Which was sometime his general, who lov'd him |
| 17332 | In a most dear particular. He call'd me fa... |
| 17333 | But what o' that? Go, you that banish'd him: |
| 17334 | A mile before his tent fall down, and knee |
| 17335 | The way into his mercy. Nay, if he coy'd |
| 17336 | To hear Cominius speak, I'll keep at home. |
| 17337 | COMINIUS. He would not seem to know me. |
| 17338 | MENENIUS. Do you hear? |
| 17339 | COMINIUS. Yet one time he did call me by my ... |
| 17340 | I urg'd our old acquaintance, and the drops |
| 17341 | That we have bled together. 'Coriolanus' |
| 17342 | He would not answer to; forbid all names; |
| 17343 | He was a kind of nothing, titleless, |
| 17344 | Till he had forg'd himself a name i' th' fire |
| 17345 | Of burning Rome. |
| 17346 | MENENIUS. Why, so! You have made good work. |
| 17347 | A pair of tribunes that have wrack'd for Rome |
| 17348 | To make coals cheap- a noble memory! |
| 17349 | COMINIUS. I minded him how royal 'twas to pa... |
| 17350 | When it was less expected; he replied, |
| 17351 | It was a bare petition of a state |
| 17352 | To one whom they had punish'd. |
| 17353 | MENENIUS. Very well. |
| 17354 | Could he say less? |
| 17355 | COMINIUS. I offer'd to awaken his regard |
| 17356 | For's private friends; his answer to me was, |
| 17357 | He could not stay to pick them in a pile |
| 17358 | Of noisome musty chaff. He said 'twas folly, |
| 17359 | For one poor grain or two, to leave unburnt |
| 17360 | And still to nose th' offence. |
| 17361 | MENENIUS. For one poor grain or two! |
| 17362 | I am one of those. His mother, wife, his c... |
| 17363 | And this brave fellow too- we are the grains: |
| 17364 | You are the musty chaff, and you are smelt |
| 17365 | Above the moon. We must be burnt for you. |
| 17366 | SICINIUS. Nay, pray be patient; if you refus... |
| 17367 | In this so never-needed help, yet do not |
| 17368 | Upbraid's with our distress. But sure, if you |
| 17369 | Would be your country's pleader, your good... |
| 17370 | More than the instant army we can make, |
| 17371 | Might stop our countryman. |
| 17372 | MENENIUS. No; I'll not meddle. |
| 17373 | SICINIUS. Pray you go to him. |
| 17374 | MENENIUS. What should I do? |
| 17375 | BRUTUS. Only make trial what your love can do |
| 17376 | For Rome, towards Marcius. |
| 17377 | MENENIUS. Well, and say that Marcius |
| 17378 | Return me, as Cominius is return'd, |
| 17379 | Unheard- what then? |
| 17380 | But as a discontented friend, grief-shot |
| 17381 | With his unkindness? Say't be so? |
| 17382 | SICINIUS. Yet your good will |
| 17383 | Must have that thanks from Rome after the ... |
| 17384 | As you intended well. |
| 17385 | MENENIUS. I'll undertake't; |
| 17386 | I think he'll hear me. Yet to bite his lip |
| 17387 | And hum at good Cominius much unhearts me. |
| 17388 | He was not taken well: he had not din'd; |
| 17389 | The veins unfill'd, our blood is cold, and... |
| 17390 | We pout upon the morning, are unapt |
| 17391 | To give or to forgive; but when we have st... |
| 17392 | These pipes and these conveyances of our b... |
| 17393 | With wine and feeding, we have suppler souls |
| 17394 | Than in our priest-like fasts. Therefore I... |
| 17395 | Till he be dieted to my request, |
| 17396 | And then I'll set upon him. |
| 17397 | BRUTUS. You know the very road into his kind... |
| 17398 | And cannot lose your way. |
| 17399 | MENENIUS. Good faith, I'll prove him, |
| 17400 | Speed how it will. I shall ere long have k... |
| 17401 | Of my success. ... |
| 17402 | COMINIUS. He'll never hear him. |
| 17403 | SICINIUS. Not? |
| 17404 | COMINIUS. I tell you he does sit in gold, hi... |
| 17405 | Red as 'twould burn Rome, and his injury |
| 17406 | The gaoler to his pity. I kneel'd before him; |
| 17407 | 'Twas very faintly he said 'Rise'; dismiss... |
| 17408 | Thus with his speechless hand. What he wou... |
| 17409 | He sent in writing after me; what he would... |
| 17410 | Bound with an oath to yield to his conditi... |
| 17411 | So that all hope is vain, |
| 17412 | Unless his noble mother and his wife, |
| 17413 | Who, as I hear, mean to solicit him |
| 17414 | For mercy to his country. Therefore let's ... |
| 17415 | And with our fair entreaties haste them on... |
| 17416 | SCENE II. |
| 17417 | The Volscian camp before Rome |
| 17418 | Enter MENENIUS to the WATCH on guard |
| 17419 | FIRST WATCH. Stay. Whence are you? |
| 17420 | SECOND WATCH. Stand, and go back. |
| 17421 | MENENIUS. You guard like men, 'tis well; but... |
| 17422 | I am an officer of state and come |
| 17423 | To speak with Coriolanus. |
| 17424 | FIRST WATCH. From whence? |
| 17425 | MENENIUS. From Rome. |
| 17426 | FIRST WATCH. YOU may not pass; you must retu... |
| 17427 | Will no more hear from thence. |
| 17428 | SECOND WATCH. You'll see your Rome embrac'd ... |
| 17429 | You'll speak with Coriolanus. |
| 17430 | MENENIUS. Good my friends, |
| 17431 | If you have heard your general talk of Rome |
| 17432 | And of his friends there, it is lots to bl... |
| 17433 | My name hath touch'd your ears: it is Mene... |
| 17434 | FIRST WATCH. Be it so; go back. The virtue o... |
| 17435 | Is not here passable. |
| 17436 | MENENIUS. I tell thee, fellow, |
| 17437 | Thy general is my lover. I have been |
| 17438 | The book of his good acts whence men have ... |
| 17439 | His fame unparallel'd haply amplified; |
| 17440 | For I have ever verified my friends- |
| 17441 | Of whom he's chief- with all the size that... |
| 17442 | Would without lapsing suffer. Nay, sometimes, |
| 17443 | Like to a bowl upon a subtle ground, |
| 17444 | I have tumbled past the throw, and in his ... |
| 17445 | Have almost stamp'd the leasing; therefore... |
| 17446 | I must have leave to pass. |
| 17447 | FIRST WATCH. Faith, sir, if you had told as ... |
| 17448 | as you have uttered words in your own, you... |
| 17449 | no, though it were as virtuous to lie as t... |
| 17450 | Therefore go back. |
| 17451 | MENENIUS. Prithee, fellow, remember my name ... |
| 17452 | factionary on the party of your general. |
| 17453 | SECOND WATCH. Howsoever you have been his li... |
| 17454 | have, I am one that, telling true under hi... |
| 17455 | pass. Therefore go back. |
| 17456 | MENENIUS. Has he din'd, canst thou tell? For... |
| 17457 | him till after dinner. |
| 17458 | FIRST WATCH. You are a Roman, are you? |
| 17459 | MENENIUS. I am as thy general is. |
| 17460 | FIRST WATCH. Then you should hate Rome, as h... |
| 17461 | you have push'd out your gates the very de... |
| 17462 | a violent popular ignorance given your ene... |
| 17463 | to front his revenges with the easy groans... |
| 17464 | virginal palms of your daughters, or with ... |
| 17465 | intercession of such a decay'd dotant as y... |
| 17466 | think to blow out the intended fire your c... |
| 17467 | in with such weak breath as this? No, you ... |
| 17468 | back to Rome and prepare for your executio... |
| 17469 | our general has sworn you out of reprieve ... |
| 17470 | MENENIUS. Sirrah, if thy captain knew I were... |
| 17471 | with estimation. |
| 17472 | FIRST WATCH. Come, my captain knows you not. |
| 17473 | MENENIUS. I mean thy general. |
| 17474 | FIRST WATCH. My general cares not for you. B... |
| 17475 | let forth your half pint of blood. Back- t... |
| 17476 | your having. Back. |
| 17477 | MENENIUS. Nay, but fellow, fellow- |
| 17478 | Enter CORIOLANUS with AU... |
| 17479 | CORIOLANUS. What's the matter? |
| 17480 | MENENIUS. Now, you companion, I'll say an er... |
| 17481 | know now that I am in estimation; you shal... |
| 17482 | guardant cannot office me from my son Cori... |
| 17483 | entertainment with him if thou stand'st no... |
| 17484 | hanging, or of some death more long in spe... |
| 17485 | in suffering; behold now presently, and sw... |
| 17486 | upon thee. The glorious gods sit in hourly... |
| 17487 | particular prosperity, and love thee no wo... |
| 17488 | Menenius does! O my son! my son! thou art ... |
| 17489 | look thee, here's water to quench it. I wa... |
| 17490 | to thee; but being assured none but myself... |
| 17491 | have been blown out of your gates with sig... |
| 17492 | pardon Rome and thy petitionary countrymen... |
| 17493 | thy wrath, and turn the dregs of it upon t... |
| 17494 | who, like a block, hath denied my access t... |
| 17495 | CORIOLANUS. Away! |
| 17496 | MENENIUS. How! away! |
| 17497 | CORIOLANUS. Wife, mother, child, I know not.... |
| 17498 | Are servanted to others. Though I owe |
| 17499 | My revenge properly, my remission lies |
| 17500 | In Volscian breasts. That we have been fam... |
| 17501 | Ingrate forgetfulness shall poison rather |
| 17502 | Than pity note how much. Therefore be gone. |
| 17503 | Mine ears against your suits are stronger ... |
| 17504 | Your gates against my force. Yet, for I lo... |
| 17505 | Take this along; I writ it for thy sake ... |
| 17506 | And would have sent it. Another word, Mene... |
| 17507 | I will not hear thee speak. This man, Aufi... |
| 17508 | Was my belov'd in Rome; yet thou behold'st. |
| 17509 | AUFIDIUS. You keep a constant temper. |
| 17510 | Exeunt CORIO... |
| 17511 | FIRST WATCH. Now, sir, is your name Menenius? |
| 17512 | SECOND WATCH. 'Tis a spell, you see, of much... |
| 17513 | way home again. |
| 17514 | FIRST WATCH. Do you hear how we are shent fo... |
| 17515 | greatness back? |
| 17516 | SECOND WATCH. What cause, do you think, I ha... |
| 17517 | MENENIUS. I neither care for th' world nor y... |
| 17518 | things as you, I can scarce think there's ... |
| 17519 | He that hath a will to die by himself fear... |
| 17520 | Let your general do his worst. For you, be... |
| 17521 | and your misery increase with your age! I ... |
| 17522 | said to: Away! ... |
| 17523 | FIRST WATCH. A noble fellow, I warrant him. |
| 17524 | SECOND WATCH. The worthy fellow is our gener... |
| 17525 | oak not to be wind-shaken. ... |
| 17526 | SCENE III. |
| 17527 | The tent of CORIOLANUS |
| 17528 | Enter CORIOLANUS, AUFIDIUS, and others |
| 17529 | CORIOLANUS. We will before the walls of Rome... |
| 17530 | Set down our host. My partner in this action, |
| 17531 | You must report to th' Volscian lords how ... |
| 17532 | I have borne this business. |
| 17533 | AUFIDIUS. Only their ends |
| 17534 | You have respected; stopp'd your ears against |
| 17535 | The general suit of Rome; never admitted |
| 17536 | A private whisper- no, not with such friends |
| 17537 | That thought them sure of you. |
| 17538 | CORIOLANUS. This last old man, |
| 17539 | Whom with crack'd heart I have sent to Rome, |
| 17540 | Lov'd me above the measure of a father; |
| 17541 | Nay, godded me indeed. Their latest refuge |
| 17542 | Was to send him; for whose old love I have- |
| 17543 | Though I show'd sourly to him- once more o... |
| 17544 | The first conditions, which they did refuse |
| 17545 | And cannot now accept. To grace him only, |
| 17546 | That thought he could do more, a very little |
| 17547 | I have yielded to; fresh embassies and suits, |
| 17548 | Nor from the state nor private friends, he... |
| 17549 | Will I lend ear to. [Shout within] Ha! w... |
| 17550 | Shall I be tempted to infringe my vow |
| 17551 | In the same time 'tis made? I will not. |
| 17552 | Enter, in mourning habits, VIRGILIA, VO... |
| 17553 | YOUNG MARCIUS, with attendants |
| 17554 | My wife comes foremost, then the honour'd ... |
| 17555 | Wherein this trunk was fram'd, and in her ... |
| 17556 | The grandchild to her blood. But out, affe... |
| 17557 | All bond and privilege of nature, break! |
| 17558 | Let it be virtuous to be obstinate. |
| 17559 | What is that curtsy worth? or those doves'... |
| 17560 | Which can make gods forsworn? I melt, and ... |
| 17561 | Of stronger earth than others. My mother b... |
| 17562 | As if Olympus to a molehill should |
| 17563 | In supplication nod; and my young boy |
| 17564 | Hath an aspect of intercession which |
| 17565 | Great nature cries 'Deny not.' Let the Vol... |
| 17566 | Plough Rome and harrow Italy; I'll never |
| 17567 | Be such a gosling to obey instinct, but stand |
| 17568 | As if a man were author of himself |
| 17569 | And knew no other kin. |
| 17570 | VIRGILIA. My lord and husband! |
| 17571 | CORIOLANUS. These eyes are not the same I wo... |
| 17572 | VIRGILIA. The sorrow that delivers us thus c... |
| 17573 | Makes you think so. |
| 17574 | CORIOLANUS. Like a dull actor now |
| 17575 | I have forgot my part and I am out, |
| 17576 | Even to a full disgrace. Best of my flesh, |
| 17577 | Forgive my tyranny; but do not say, |
| 17578 | For that, 'Forgive our Romans.' O, a kiss |
| 17579 | Long as my exile, sweet as my revenge! |
| 17580 | Now, by the jealous queen of heaven, that ... |
| 17581 | I carried from thee, dear, and my true lip |
| 17582 | Hath virgin'd it e'er since. You gods! I p... |
| 17583 | And the most noble mother of the world |
| 17584 | Leave unsaluted. Sink, my knee, i' th' ear... |
| 17585 | Of thy deep duty more impression show |
| 17586 | Than that of common sons. |
| 17587 | VOLUMNIA. O, stand up blest! |
| 17588 | Whilst with no softer cushion than the flint |
| 17589 | I kneel before thee, and unproperly |
| 17590 | Show duty, as mistaken all this while |
| 17591 | Between the child and parent. ... |
| 17592 | CORIOLANUS. What's this? |
| 17593 | Your knees to me, to your corrected son? |
| 17594 | Then let the pebbles on the hungry beach |
| 17595 | Fillip the stars; then let the mutinous winds |
| 17596 | Strike the proud cedars 'gainst the fiery ... |
| 17597 | Murd'ring impossibility, to make |
| 17598 | What cannot be slight work. |
| 17599 | VOLUMNIA. Thou art my warrior; |
| 17600 | I holp to frame thee. Do you know this lady? |
| 17601 | CORIOLANUS. The noble sister of Publicola, |
| 17602 | The moon of Rome, chaste as the icicle |
| 17603 | That's curdied by the frost from purest sn... |
| 17604 | And hangs on Dian's temple- dear Valeria! |
| 17605 | VOLUMNIA. This is a poor epitome of yours, |
| 17606 | Which by th' interpretation of full time |
| 17607 | May show like all yourself. |
| 17608 | CORIOLANUS. The god of soldiers, |
| 17609 | With the consent of supreme Jove, inform |
| 17610 | Thy thoughts with nobleness, that thou may... |
| 17611 | To shame unvulnerable, and stick i' th' wars |
| 17612 | Like a great sea-mark, standing every flaw, |
| 17613 | And saving those that eye thee! |
| 17614 | VOLUMNIA. Your knee, sirrah. |
| 17615 | CORIOLANUS. That's my brave boy. |
| 17616 | VOLUMNIA. Even he, your wife, this lady, and... |
| 17617 | Are suitors to you. |
| 17618 | CORIOLANUS. I beseech you, peace! |
| 17619 | Or, if you'd ask, remember this before: |
| 17620 | The thing I have forsworn to grant may never |
| 17621 | Be held by you denials. Do not bid me |
| 17622 | Dismiss my soldiers, or capitulate |
| 17623 | Again with Rome's mechanics. Tell me not |
| 17624 | Wherein I seem unnatural; desire not |
| 17625 | T'allay my rages and revenges with |
| 17626 | Your colder reasons. |
| 17627 | VOLUMNIA. O, no more, no more! |
| 17628 | You have said you will not grant us any th... |
| 17629 | For we have nothing else to ask but that |
| 17630 | Which you deny already; yet we will ask, |
| 17631 | That, if you fail in our request, the blame |
| 17632 | May hang upon your hardness; therefore hea... |
| 17633 | CORIOLANUS. Aufidius, and you Volsces, mark;... |
| 17634 | Hear nought from Rome in private. Your req... |
| 17635 | VOLUMNIA. Should we be silent and not speak,... |
| 17636 | And state of bodies would bewray what life |
| 17637 | We have led since thy exile. Think with th... |
| 17638 | How more unfortunate than all living women |
| 17639 | Are we come hither; since that thy sight, ... |
| 17640 | Make our eyes flow with joy, hearts dance ... |
| 17641 | Constrains them weep and shake with fear a... |
| 17642 | Making the mother, wife, and child, to see |
| 17643 | The son, the husband, and the father, tear... |
| 17644 | His country's bowels out. And to poor we |
| 17645 | Thine enmity's most capital: thou bar'st us |
| 17646 | Our prayers to the gods, which is a comfort |
| 17647 | That all but we enjoy. For how can we, |
| 17648 | Alas, how can we for our country pray, |
| 17649 | Whereto we are bound, together with thy vi... |
| 17650 | Whereto we are bound? Alack, or we must lose |
| 17651 | The country, our dear nurse, or else thy p... |
| 17652 | Our comfort in the country. We must find |
| 17653 | An evident calamity, though we had |
| 17654 | Our wish, which side should win; for eithe... |
| 17655 | Must as a foreign recreant be led |
| 17656 | With manacles through our streets, or else |
| 17657 | Triumphantly tread on thy country's ruin, |
| 17658 | And bear the palm for having bravely shed |
| 17659 | Thy wife and children's blood. For myself,... |
| 17660 | I purpose not to wait on fortune till |
| 17661 | These wars determine; if I can not persuad... |
| 17662 | Rather to show a noble grace to both parts |
| 17663 | Than seek the end of one, thou shalt no so... |
| 17664 | March to assault thy country than to tread- |
| 17665 | Trust to't, thou shalt not- on thy mother'... |
| 17666 | That brought thee to this world. |
| 17667 | VIRGILIA. Ay, and mine, |
| 17668 | That brought you forth this boy to keep yo... |
| 17669 | Living to time. |
| 17670 | BOY. 'A shall not tread on me! |
| 17671 | I'll run away till I am bigger, but then I... |
| 17672 | CORIOLANUS. Not of a woman's tenderness to be |
| 17673 | Requires nor child nor woman's face to see. |
| 17674 | I have sat too long. ... |
| 17675 | VOLUMNIA. Nay, go not from us thus. |
| 17676 | If it were so that our request did tend |
| 17677 | To save the Romans, thereby to destroy |
| 17678 | The Volsces whom you serve, you might cond... |
| 17679 | As poisonous of your honour. No, our suit |
| 17680 | Is that you reconcile them: while the Volsces |
| 17681 | May say 'This mercy we have show'd,' the R... |
| 17682 | 'This we receiv'd,' and each in either side |
| 17683 | Give the all-hail to thee, and cry 'Be ble... |
| 17684 | For making up this peace!' Thou know'st, g... |
| 17685 | The end of war's uncertain; but this certain, |
| 17686 | That, if thou conquer Rome, the benefit |
| 17687 | Which thou shalt thereby reap is such a name |
| 17688 | Whose repetition will be dogg'd with curses; |
| 17689 | Whose chronicle thus writ: 'The man was no... |
| 17690 | But with his last attempt he wip'd it out, |
| 17691 | Destroy'd his country, and his name remains |
| 17692 | To th' ensuing age abhorr'd.' Speak to me,... |
| 17693 | Thou hast affected the fine strains of hon... |
| 17694 | To imitate the graces of the gods, |
| 17695 | To tear with thunder the wide cheeks o' th... |
| 17696 | And yet to charge thy sulphur with a bolt |
| 17697 | That should but rive an oak. Why dost not ... |
| 17698 | Think'st thou it honourable for a noble man |
| 17699 | Still to remember wrongs? Daughter, speak ... |
| 17700 | He cares not for your weeping. Speak thou,... |
| 17701 | Perhaps thy childishness will move him more |
| 17702 | Than can our reasons. There's no man in th... |
| 17703 | More bound to's mother, yet here he lets m... |
| 17704 | Like one i' th' stocks. Thou hast never in... |
| 17705 | Show'd thy dear mother any courtesy, |
| 17706 | When she, poor hen, fond of no second brood, |
| 17707 | Has cluck'd thee to the wars, and safely home |
| 17708 | Loaden with honour. Say my request's unjust, |
| 17709 | And spurn me back; but if it he not so, |
| 17710 | Thou art not honest, and the gods will pla... |
| 17711 | That thou restrain'st from me the duty which |
| 17712 | To a mother's part belongs. He turns away. |
| 17713 | Down, ladies; let us shame him with our kn... |
| 17714 | To his surname Coriolanus 'longs more pride |
| 17715 | Than pity to our prayers. Down. An end; |
| 17716 | This is the last. So we will home to Rome, |
| 17717 | And die among our neighbours. Nay, behold's! |
| 17718 | This boy, that cannot tell what he would have |
| 17719 | But kneels and holds up hands for fellowship, |
| 17720 | Does reason our petition with more strength |
| 17721 | Than thou hast to deny't. Come, let us go. |
| 17722 | This fellow had a Volscian to his mother; |
| 17723 | His wife is in Corioli, and his child |
| 17724 | Like him by chance. Yet give us our dispatch. |
| 17725 | I am hush'd until our city be afire, |
| 17726 | And then I'll speak a little. |
| 17727 | [He holds her by... |
| 17728 | CORIOLANUS. O mother, mother! |
| 17729 | What have you done? Behold, the heavens do... |
| 17730 | The gods look down, and this unnatural scene |
| 17731 | They laugh at. O my mother, mother! O! |
| 17732 | You have won a happy victory to Rome; |
| 17733 | But for your son- believe it, O, believe it!- |
| 17734 | Most dangerously you have with him prevail'd, |
| 17735 | If not most mortal to him. But let it come. |
| 17736 | Aufidius, though I cannot make true wars, |
| 17737 | I'll frame convenient peace. Now, good Auf... |
| 17738 | Were you in my stead, would you have heard |
| 17739 | A mother less, or granted less, Aufidius? |
| 17740 | AUFIDIUS. I was mov'd withal. |
| 17741 | CORIOLANUS. I dare be sworn you were! |
| 17742 | And, sir, it is no little thing to make |
| 17743 | Mine eyes to sweat compassion. But, good s... |
| 17744 | What peace you'fl make, advise me. For my ... |
| 17745 | I'll not to Rome, I'll back with you; and ... |
| 17746 | Stand to me in this cause. O mother! wife! |
| 17747 | AUFIDIUS. [Aside] I am glad thou hast set ... |
| 17748 | honour |
| 17749 | At difference in thee. Out of that I'll work |
| 17750 | Myself a former fortune. |
| 17751 | CORIOLANUS. [To the ladies] Ay, by and by; |
| 17752 | But we will drink together; and you shall ... |
| 17753 | A better witness back than words, which we, |
| 17754 | On like conditions, will have counter-seal'd. |
| 17755 | Come, enter with us. Ladies, you deserve |
| 17756 | To have a temple built you. All the swords |
| 17757 | In Italy, and her confederate arms, |
| 17758 | Could not have made this peace. ... |
| 17759 | SCENE IV. |
| 17760 | Rome. A public place |
| 17761 | Enter MENENIUS and SICINIUS |
| 17762 | MENENIUS. See you yond coign o' th' Capitol,... |
| 17763 | SICINIUS. Why, what of that? |
| 17764 | MENENIUS. If it be possible for you to displ... |
| 17765 | finger, there is some hope the ladies of R... |
| 17766 | mother, may prevail with him. But I say th... |
| 17767 | our throats are sentenc'd, and stay upon e... |
| 17768 | SICINIUS. Is't possible that so short a time... |
| 17769 | condition of a man? |
| 17770 | MENENIUS. There is differency between a grub... |
| 17771 | your butterfly was a grub. This Marcius is... |
| 17772 | dragon; he has wings, he's more than a cre... |
| 17773 | SICINIUS. He lov'd his mother dearly. |
| 17774 | MENENIUS. So did he me; and he no more remem... |
| 17775 | than an eight-year-old horse. The tartness... |
| 17776 | grapes; when he walks, he moves like an en... |
| 17777 | shrinks before his treading. He is able to... |
| 17778 | his eye, talks like a knell, and his hum i... |
| 17779 | his state as a thing made for Alexander. W... |
| 17780 | finish'd with his bidding. He wants nothin... |
| 17781 | eternity, and a heaven to throne in. |
| 17782 | SICINIUS. Yes- mercy, if you report him truly. |
| 17783 | MENENIUS. I paint him in the character. Mark... |
| 17784 | shall bring from him. There is no more mer... |
| 17785 | milk in a male tiger; that shall our poor ... |
| 17786 | is 'long of you. |
| 17787 | SICINIUS. The gods be good unto us! |
| 17788 | MENENIUS. No, in such a case the gods will n... |
| 17789 | When we banish'd him we respected not them... |
| 17790 | break our necks, they respect not us. |
| 17791 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 17792 | MESSENGER. Sir, if you'd save your life, fly... |
| 17793 | The plebeians have got your fellow tribune |
| 17794 | And hale him up and down; all swearing if |
| 17795 | The Roman ladies bring not comfort home |
| 17796 | They'll give him death by inches. |
| 17797 | Enter another MESSENGER |
| 17798 | SICINIUS. What's the news? |
| 17799 | SECOND MESSENGER. Good news, good news! The ... |
| 17800 | The Volscians are dislodg'd, and Marcius g... |
| 17801 | A merrier day did never yet greet Rome, |
| 17802 | No, not th' expulsion of the Tarquins. |
| 17803 | SICINIUS. Friend, |
| 17804 | Art thou certain this is true? Is't most c... |
| 17805 | SECOND MESSENGER. As certain as I know the s... |
| 17806 | Where have you lurk'd, that you make doubt... |
| 17807 | Ne'er through an arch so hurried the blown... |
| 17808 | As the recomforted through th' gates. Why,... |
| 17809 | [Trumpets, hautboys, drums b... |
| 17810 | The trumpets, sackbuts, psalteries, and fi... |
| 17811 | Tabors and cymbals, and the shouting Romans, |
| 17812 | Make the sun dance. Hark you! ... |
| 17813 | MENENIUS. This is good news. |
| 17814 | I will go meet the ladies. This Volumnia |
| 17815 | Is worth of consuls, senators, patricians, |
| 17816 | A city full; of tribunes such as you, |
| 17817 | A sea and land full. You have pray'd well ... |
| 17818 | This morning for ten thousand of your throats |
| 17819 | I'd not have given a doit. Hark, how they ... |
| 17820 | [Sound stil... |
| 17821 | SICINIUS. First, the gods bless you for your... |
| 17822 | Accept my thankfulness. |
| 17823 | SECOND MESSENGER. Sir, we have all |
| 17824 | Great cause to give great thanks. |
| 17825 | SICINIUS. They are near the city? |
| 17826 | MESSENGER. Almost at point to enter. |
| 17827 | SICINIUS. We'll meet them, |
| 17828 | And help the joy. ... |
| 17829 | SCENE V. |
| 17830 | Rome. A street near the gate |
| 17831 | Enter two SENATORS With VOLUMNIA, VIRGILIA, VA... |
| 17832 | 'With other LORDS |
| 17833 | FIRST SENATOR. Behold our patroness, the lif... |
| 17834 | Call all your tribes together, praise the ... |
| 17835 | And make triumphant fires; strew flowers b... |
| 17836 | Unshout the noise that banish'd Marcius, |
| 17837 | Repeal him with the welcome of his mother; |
| 17838 | ALL. Welcome, ladies, welcome! |
| 17839 | [A flourish with drums and... |
| 17840 | SCENE VI. |
| 17841 | Corioli. A public place |
| 17842 | Enter TULLUS AUFIDIUS with attendents |
| 17843 | AUFIDIUS. Go tell the lords o' th' city I am... |
| 17844 | Deliver them this paper' having read it, |
| 17845 | Bid them repair to th' market-place, where I, |
| 17846 | Even in theirs and in the commons' ears, |
| 17847 | Will vouch the truth of it. Him I accuse |
| 17848 | The city ports by this hath enter'd and |
| 17849 | Intends t' appear before the people, hoping |
| 17850 | To purge himself with words. Dispatch. |
| 17851 | ... |
| 17852 | Enter three or four CONSPIRATORS of... |
| 17853 | Most welcome! |
| 17854 | FIRST CONSPIRATOR. How is it with our general? |
| 17855 | AUFIDIUS. Even so |
| 17856 | As with a man by his own alms empoison'd, |
| 17857 | And with his charity slain. |
| 17858 | SECOND CONSPIRATOR. Most noble sir, |
| 17859 | If you do hold the same intent wherein |
| 17860 | You wish'd us parties, we'll deliver you |
| 17861 | Of your great danger. |
| 17862 | AUFIDIUS. Sir, I cannot tell; |
| 17863 | We must proceed as we do find the people. |
| 17864 | THIRD CONSPIRATOR. The people will remain un... |
| 17865 | 'Twixt you there's difference; but the fal... |
| 17866 | Makes the survivor heir of all. |
| 17867 | AUFIDIUS. I know it; |
| 17868 | And my pretext to strike at him admits |
| 17869 | A good construction. I rais'd him, and I p... |
| 17870 | Mine honour for his truth; who being so he... |
| 17871 | He watered his new plants with dews of fla... |
| 17872 | Seducing so my friends; and to this end |
| 17873 | He bow'd his nature, never known before |
| 17874 | But to be rough, unswayable, and free. |
| 17875 | THIRD CONSPIRATOR. Sir, his stoutness |
| 17876 | When he did stand for consul, which he lost |
| 17877 | By lack of stooping- |
| 17878 | AUFIDIUS. That I would have spoken of. |
| 17879 | Being banish'd for't, he came unto my hearth, |
| 17880 | Presented to my knife his throat. I took him; |
| 17881 | Made him joint-servant with me; gave him way |
| 17882 | In all his own desires; nay, let him choose |
| 17883 | Out of my files, his projects to accomplish, |
| 17884 | My best and freshest men; serv'd his desig... |
| 17885 | In mine own person; holp to reap the fame |
| 17886 | Which he did end all his, and took some pride |
| 17887 | To do myself this wrong. Till, at the last, |
| 17888 | I seem'd his follower, not partner; and |
| 17889 | He wag'd me with his countenance as if |
| 17890 | I had been mercenary. |
| 17891 | FIRST CONSPIRATOR. So he did, my lord. |
| 17892 | The army marvell'd at it; and, in the last, |
| 17893 | When he had carried Rome and that we look'd |
| 17894 | For no less spoil than glory- |
| 17895 | AUFIDIUS. There was it; |
| 17896 | For which my sinews shall be stretch'd upo... |
| 17897 | At a few drops of women's rheum, which are |
| 17898 | As cheap as lies, he sold the blood and la... |
| 17899 | Of our great action; therefore shall he die, |
| 17900 | And I'll renew me in his fall. But, hark! |
| 17901 | ... |
| 17902 | trumpets sound, with great sho... |
| 17903 | FIRST CONSPIRATOR. Your native town you ente... |
| 17904 | And had no welcomes home; but he returns |
| 17905 | Splitting the air with noise. |
| 17906 | SECOND CONSPIRATOR. And patient fools, |
| 17907 | Whose children he hath slain, their base t... |
| 17908 | With giving him glory. |
| 17909 | THIRD CONSPIRATOR. Therefore, at your vantage, |
| 17910 | Ere he express himself or move the people |
| 17911 | With what he would say, let him feel your ... |
| 17912 | Which we will second. When he lies along, |
| 17913 | After your way his tale pronounc'd shall bury |
| 17914 | His reasons with his body. |
| 17915 | AUFIDIUS. Say no more: |
| 17916 | Here come the lords. |
| 17917 | Enter the LORDS of the city |
| 17918 | LORDS. You are most welcome home. |
| 17919 | AUFIDIUS. I have not deserv'd it. |
| 17920 | But, worthy lords, have you with heed perused |
| 17921 | What I have written to you? |
| 17922 | LORDS. We have. |
| 17923 | FIRST LORD. And grieve to hear't. |
| 17924 | What faults he made before the last, I think |
| 17925 | Might have found easy fines; but there to end |
| 17926 | Where he was to begin, and give away |
| 17927 | The benefit of our levies, answering us |
| 17928 | With our own charge, making a treaty where |
| 17929 | There was a yielding- this admits no excuse. |
| 17930 | AUFIDIUS. He approaches; you shall hear him. |
| 17931 | Enter CORIOLANUS, marching with dr... |
| 17932 | the commoners being with... |
| 17933 | CORIOLANUS. Hail, lords! I am return'd your ... |
| 17934 | No more infected with my country's love |
| 17935 | Than when I parted hence, but still subsis... |
| 17936 | Under your great command. You are to know |
| 17937 | That prosperously I have attempted, and |
| 17938 | With bloody passage led your wars even to |
| 17939 | The gates of Rome. Our spoils we have brou... |
| 17940 | Doth more than counterpoise a full third part |
| 17941 | The charges of the action. We have made peace |
| 17942 | With no less honour to the Antiates |
| 17943 | Than shame to th' Romans; and we here deli... |
| 17944 | Subscrib'd by th' consuls and patricians, |
| 17945 | Together with the seal o' th' Senate, what |
| 17946 | We have compounded on. |
| 17947 | AUFIDIUS. Read it not, noble lords; |
| 17948 | But tell the traitor in the highest degree |
| 17949 | He hath abus'd your powers. |
| 17950 | CORIOLANUS. Traitor! How now? |
| 17951 | AUFIDIUS. Ay, traitor, Marcius. |
| 17952 | CORIOLANUS. Marcius! |
| 17953 | AUFIDIUS. Ay, Marcius, Caius Marcius! Dost t... |
| 17954 | I'll grace thee with that robbery, thy sto... |
| 17955 | Coriolanus, in Corioli? |
| 17956 | You lords and heads o' th' state, perfidio... |
| 17957 | He has betray'd your business and given up, |
| 17958 | For certain drops of salt, your city Rome- |
| 17959 | I say your city- to his wife and mother; |
| 17960 | Breaking his oath and resolution like |
| 17961 | A twist of rotten silk; never admitting |
| 17962 | Counsel o' th' war; but at his nurse's tears |
| 17963 | He whin'd and roar'd away your victory, |
| 17964 | That pages blush'd at him, and men of heart |
| 17965 | Look'd wond'ring each at others. |
| 17966 | CORIOLANUS. Hear'st thou, Mars? |
| 17967 | AUFIDIUS. Name not the god, thou boy of tears- |
| 17968 | CORIOLANUS. Ha! |
| 17969 | AUFIDIUS. -no more. |
| 17970 | CORIOLANUS. Measureless liar, thou hast made... |
| 17971 | Too great for what contains it. 'Boy'! O s... |
| 17972 | Pardon me, lords, 'tis the first time that... |
| 17973 | I was forc'd to scold. Your judgments, my ... |
| 17974 | Must give this cur the lie; and his own no... |
| 17975 | Who wears my stripes impress'd upon him, that |
| 17976 | Must bear my beating to his grave- shall join |
| 17977 | To thrust the lie unto him. |
| 17978 | FIRST LORD. Peace, both, and hear me speak. |
| 17979 | CORIOLANUS. Cut me to pieces, Volsces; men a... |
| 17980 | Stain all your edges on me. 'Boy'! False h... |
| 17981 | If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there |
| 17982 | That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I |
| 17983 | Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli. |
| 17984 | Alone I did it. 'Boy'! |
| 17985 | AUFIDIUS. Why, noble lords, |
| 17986 | Will you be put in mind of his blind fortune, |
| 17987 | Which was your shame, by this unholy bragg... |
| 17988 | Fore your own eyes and ears? |
| 17989 | CONSPIRATORS. Let him die for't. |
| 17990 | ALL THE PEOPLE. Tear him to pieces. Do it pr... |
| 17991 | son. My daughter. He kill'd my cousin Marc... |
| 17992 | father. |
| 17993 | SECOND LORD. Peace, ho! No outrage- peace! |
| 17994 | The man is noble, and his fame folds in |
| 17995 | This orb o' th' earth. His last offences t... |
| 17996 | Shall have judicious hearing. Stand, Aufid... |
| 17997 | And trouble not the peace. |
| 17998 | CORIOLANUS. O that I had him, |
| 17999 | With six Aufidiuses, or more- his tribe, |
| 18000 | To use my lawful sword! |
| 18001 | AUFIDIUS. Insolent villain! |
| 18002 | CONSPIRATORS. Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill him! |
| 18003 | [The CONSPIRATORS draw and kill COR... |
| 18004 | AUFID... |
| 18005 | LORDS. Hold, hold, hold, hold! |
| 18006 | AUFIDIUS. My noble masters, hear me speak. |
| 18007 | FIRST LORD. O Tullus! |
| 18008 | SECOND LORD. Thou hast done a deed whereat v... |
| 18009 | THIRD LORD. Tread not upon him. Masters all,... |
| 18010 | Put up your swords. |
| 18011 | AUFIDIUS. My lords, when you shall know- as ... |
| 18012 | Provok'd by him, you cannot- the great danger |
| 18013 | Which this man's life did owe you, you'll ... |
| 18014 | That he is thus cut off. Please it your ho... |
| 18015 | To call me to your Senate, I'll deliver |
| 18016 | Myself your loyal servant, or endure |
| 18017 | Your heaviest censure. |
| 18018 | FIRST LORD. Bear from hence his body, |
| 18019 | And mourn you for him. Let him be regarded |
| 18020 | As the most noble corse that ever herald |
| 18021 | Did follow to his um. |
| 18022 | SECOND LORD. His own impatience |
| 18023 | Takes from Aufidius a great part of blame. |
| 18024 | Let's make the best of it. |
| 18025 | AUFIDIUS. My rage is gone, |
| 18026 | And I am struck with sorrow. Take him up. |
| 18027 | Help, three o' th' chiefest soldiers; I'll... |
| 18028 | Beat thou the drum, that it speak mournfully; |
| 18029 | Trail your steel pikes. Though in this cit... |
| 18030 | Hath widowed and unchilded many a one, |
| 18031 | Which to this hour bewail the injury, |
| 18032 | Yet he shall have a noble memory. |
| 18033 | Assist. Exeunt, bearing the ... |
| 18034 | [A d... |
| 18035 | THE END |
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| 18044 | 1609 |
| 18045 | CYMBELINE |
| 18046 | by William Shakespeare |
| 18047 | Dramatis Personae |
| 18048 | CYMBELINE, King of Britain |
| 18049 | CLOTEN, son to the Queen by a former husband |
| 18050 | POSTHUMUS LEONATUS, a gentleman, husband to ... |
| 18051 | BELARIUS, a banished lord, disguised under t... |
| 18052 | GUIDERIUS and ARVIRAGUS, sons to Cymbeline, ... |
| 18053 | names of POLYDORE and CADWAL, supp... |
| 18054 | PHILARIO, Italian, friend to Posthumus |
| 18055 | IACHIMO, Italian, friend to Philario |
| 18056 | A FRENCH GENTLEMAN, friend to Philario |
| 18057 | CAIUS LUCIUS, General of the Roman Forces |
| 18058 | A ROMAN CAPTAIN |
| 18059 | TWO BRITISH CAPTAINS |
| 18060 | PISANIO, servant to Posthumus |
| 18061 | CORNELIUS, a physician |
| 18062 | TWO LORDS of Cymbeline's court |
| 18063 | TWO GENTLEMEN of the same |
| 18064 | TWO GAOLERS |
| 18065 | QUEEN, wife to Cymbeline |
| 18066 | IMOGEN, daughter to Cymbeline by a former queen |
| 18067 | HELEN, a lady attending on Imogen |
| 18068 | APPARITIONS |
| 18069 | Lords, Ladies, Roman Senators, Tribunes, a S... |
| 18070 | Dutch Gentleman, a Spanish Gentleman, Musi... |
| 18071 | Captains, Soldiers, Messengers, and Attend... |
| 18072 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 18073 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 18074 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 18075 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 18076 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 18077 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 18078 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
| 18079 | SERVICE THAT CHARGES FOR DOWNLOAD TIME OR FOR ... |
| 18080 | SCENE: |
| 18081 | Britain; Italy |
| 18082 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 18083 | Britain. The garden of CYMBELINE'S palace |
| 18084 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. You do not meet a man but f... |
| 18085 | No more obey the heavens than our courtiers |
| 18086 | Still seem as does the King's. |
| 18087 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. But what's the matter? |
| 18088 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. His daughter, and the heir ... |
| 18089 | He purpos'd to his wife's sole son- a widow |
| 18090 | That late he married- hath referr'd herself |
| 18091 | Unto a poor but worthy gentleman. She's we... |
| 18092 | Her husband banish'd; she imprison'd. All |
| 18093 | Is outward sorrow, though I think the King |
| 18094 | Be touch'd at very heart. |
| 18095 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. None but the King? |
| 18096 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. He that hath lost her too. ... |
| 18097 | That most desir'd the match. But not a cou... |
| 18098 | Although they wear their faces to the bent |
| 18099 | Of the King's looks, hath a heart that is not |
| 18100 | Glad at the thing they scowl at. |
| 18101 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. And why so? |
| 18102 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. He that hath miss'd the Pri... |
| 18103 | Too bad for bad report; and he that hath her- |
| 18104 | I mean that married her, alack, good man! |
| 18105 | And therefore banish'd- is a creature such |
| 18106 | As, to seek through the regions of the earth |
| 18107 | For one his like, there would be something... |
| 18108 | In him that should compare. I do not think |
| 18109 | So fair an outward and such stuff within |
| 18110 | Endows a man but he. |
| 18111 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. You speak him far. |
| 18112 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. I do extend him, sir, withi... |
| 18113 | Crush him together rather than unfold |
| 18114 | His measure duly. |
| 18115 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. What's his name and birth? |
| 18116 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. I cannot delve him to the r... |
| 18117 | Was call'd Sicilius, who did join his honour |
| 18118 | Against the Romans with Cassibelan, |
| 18119 | But had his titles by Tenantius, whom |
| 18120 | He serv'd with glory and admir'd success, |
| 18121 | So gain'd the sur-addition Leonatus; |
| 18122 | And had, besides this gentleman in questio... |
| 18123 | Two other sons, who, in the wars o' th' time, |
| 18124 | Died with their swords in hand; for which ... |
| 18125 | Then old and fond of issue, took such sorrow |
| 18126 | That he quit being; and his gentle lady, |
| 18127 | Big of this gentleman, our theme, deceas'd |
| 18128 | As he was born. The King he takes the babe |
| 18129 | To his protection, calls him Posthumus Leo... |
| 18130 | Breeds him and makes him of his bed-chamber, |
| 18131 | Puts to him all the learnings that his time |
| 18132 | Could make him the receiver of; which he t... |
| 18133 | As we do air, fast as 'twas minist'red, |
| 18134 | And in's spring became a harvest, liv'd in... |
| 18135 | Which rare it is to do- most prais'd, most... |
| 18136 | A sample to the youngest; to th' more mature |
| 18137 | A glass that feated them; and to the graver |
| 18138 | A child that guided dotards. To his mistress, |
| 18139 | For whom he now is banish'd- her own price |
| 18140 | Proclaims how she esteem'd him and his vir... |
| 18141 | By her election may be truly read |
| 18142 | What kind of man he is. |
| 18143 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. I honour him |
| 18144 | Even out of your report. But pray you tell... |
| 18145 | Is she sole child to th' King? |
| 18146 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. His only child. |
| 18147 | He had two sons- if this be worth your hea... |
| 18148 | Mark it- the eldest of them at three years... |
| 18149 | I' th' swathing clothes the other, from th... |
| 18150 | Were stol'n; and to this hour no guess in ... |
| 18151 | Which way they went. |
| 18152 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. How long is this ago? |
| 18153 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Some twenty years. |
| 18154 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. That a king's children sho... |
| 18155 | So slackly guarded, and the search so slow |
| 18156 | That could not trace them! |
| 18157 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Howsoe'er 'tis strange, |
| 18158 | Or that the negligence may well be laugh'd... |
| 18159 | Yet is it true, sir. |
| 18160 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. I do well believe you. |
| 18161 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. We must forbear; here comes... |
| 18162 | The Queen, and Princess. ... |
| 18163 | Enter the QUEEN, POSTHUMUS, and ... |
| 18164 | QUEEN. No, be assur'd you shall not find me,... |
| 18165 | After the slander of most stepmothers, |
| 18166 | Evil-ey'd unto you. You're my prisoner, but |
| 18167 | Your gaoler shall deliver you the keys |
| 18168 | That lock up your restraint. For you, Post... |
| 18169 | So soon as I can win th' offended King, |
| 18170 | I will be known your advocate. Marry, yet |
| 18171 | The fire of rage is in him, and 'twere good |
| 18172 | You lean'd unto his sentence with what pat... |
| 18173 | Your wisdom may inform you. |
| 18174 | POSTHUMUS. Please your Highness, |
| 18175 | I will from hence to-day. |
| 18176 | QUEEN. You know the peril. |
| 18177 | I'll fetch a turn about the garden, pitying |
| 18178 | The pangs of barr'd affections, though the... |
| 18179 | Hath charg'd you should not speak together... |
| 18180 | IMOGEN. O dissembling courtesy! How fine thi... |
| 18181 | Can tickle where she wounds! My dearest hu... |
| 18182 | I something fear my father's wrath, but no... |
| 18183 | Always reserv'd my holy duty- what |
| 18184 | His rage can do on me. You must be gone; |
| 18185 | And I shall here abide the hourly shot |
| 18186 | Of angry eyes, not comforted to live |
| 18187 | But that there is this jewel in the world |
| 18188 | That I may see again. |
| 18189 | POSTHUMUS. My queen! my mistress! |
| 18190 | O lady, weep no more, lest I give cause |
| 18191 | To be suspected of more tenderness |
| 18192 | Than doth become a man. I will remain |
| 18193 | The loyal'st husband that did e'er plight ... |
| 18194 | My residence in Rome at one Philario's, |
| 18195 | Who to my father was a friend, to me |
| 18196 | Known but by letter; thither write, my queen, |
| 18197 | And with mine eyes I'll drink the words yo... |
| 18198 | Though ink be made of gall. |
| 18199 | Re-enter QUEEN |
| 18200 | QUEEN. Be brief, I pray you. |
| 18201 | If the King come, I shall incur I know not |
| 18202 | How much of his displeasure. [Aside] Yet I... |
| 18203 | To walk this way. I never do him wrong |
| 18204 | But he does buy my injuries, to be friends; |
| 18205 | Pays dear for my offences. ... |
| 18206 | POSTHUMUS. Should we be taking leave |
| 18207 | As long a term as yet we have to live, |
| 18208 | The loathness to depart would grow. Adieu! |
| 18209 | IMOGEN. Nay, stay a little. |
| 18210 | Were you but riding forth to air yourself, |
| 18211 | Such parting were too petty. Look here, love: |
| 18212 | This diamond was my mother's; take it, heart; |
| 18213 | But keep it till you woo another wife, |
| 18214 | When Imogen is dead. |
| 18215 | POSTHUMUS. How, how? Another? |
| 18216 | You gentle gods, give me but this I have, |
| 18217 | And sear up my embracements from a next |
| 18218 | With bonds of death! Remain, remain thou h... |
| 18219 | ... |
| 18220 | While sense can keep it on. And, sweetest,... |
| 18221 | As I my poor self did exchange for you, |
| 18222 | To your so infinite loss, so in our trifles |
| 18223 | I still win of you. For my sake wear this; |
| 18224 | It is a manacle of love; I'll place it |
| 18225 | Upon this fairest prisoner. [Puts a br... |
| 18226 | IMOGEN. O the gods! |
| 18227 | When shall we see again? |
| 18228 | Enter CYMBELINE and LORDS |
| 18229 | POSTHUMUS. Alack, the King! |
| 18230 | CYMBELINE. Thou basest thing, avoid; hence f... |
| 18231 | If after this command thou fraught the court |
| 18232 | With thy unworthiness, thou diest. Away! |
| 18233 | Thou'rt poison to my blood. |
| 18234 | POSTHUMUS. The gods protect you, |
| 18235 | And bless the good remainders of the court! |
| 18236 | I am gone. ... |
| 18237 | IMOGEN. There cannot be a pinch in death |
| 18238 | More sharp than this is. |
| 18239 | CYMBELINE. O disloyal thing, |
| 18240 | That shouldst repair my youth, thou heap'st |
| 18241 | A year's age on me! |
| 18242 | IMOGEN. I beseech you, sir, |
| 18243 | Harm not yourself with your vexation. |
| 18244 | I am senseless of your wrath; a touch more... |
| 18245 | Subdues all pangs, all fears. |
| 18246 | CYMBELINE. Past grace? obedience? |
| 18247 | IMOGEN. Past hope, and in despair; that way ... |
| 18248 | CYMBELINE. That mightst have had the sole so... |
| 18249 | IMOGEN. O blessed that I might not! I chose ... |
| 18250 | And did avoid a puttock. |
| 18251 | CYMBELINE. Thou took'st a beggar, wouldst ha... |
| 18252 | A seat for baseness. |
| 18253 | IMOGEN. No; I rather added |
| 18254 | A lustre to it. |
| 18255 | CYMBELINE. O thou vile one! |
| 18256 | IMOGEN. Sir, |
| 18257 | It is your fault that I have lov'd Posthumus. |
| 18258 | You bred him as my playfellow, and he is |
| 18259 | A man worth any woman; overbuys me |
| 18260 | Almost the sum he pays. |
| 18261 | CYMBELINE. What, art thou mad? |
| 18262 | IMOGEN. Almost, sir. Heaven restore me! Woul... |
| 18263 | A neat-herd's daughter, and my Leonatus |
| 18264 | Our neighbour shepherd's son! |
| 18265 | Re-enter QUEEN |
| 18266 | CYMBELINE. Thou foolish thing! |
| 18267 | [To the QUEEN] They were again together. Y... |
| 18268 | Not after our command. Away with her, |
| 18269 | And pen her up. |
| 18270 | QUEEN. Beseech your patience.- Peace, |
| 18271 | Dear lady daughter, peace!- Sweet sovereign, |
| 18272 | Leave us to ourselves, and make yourself s... |
| 18273 | Out of your best advice. |
| 18274 | CYMBELINE. Nay, let her languish |
| 18275 | A drop of blood a day and, being aged, |
| 18276 | Die of this folly. ... |
| 18277 | Enter PISANIO |
| 18278 | QUEEN. Fie! you must give way. |
| 18279 | Here is your servant. How now, sir! What n... |
| 18280 | PISANIO. My lord your son drew on my master. |
| 18281 | QUEEN. Ha! |
| 18282 | No harm, I trust, is done? |
| 18283 | PISANIO. There might have been, |
| 18284 | But that my master rather play'd than fought, |
| 18285 | And had no help of anger; they were parted |
| 18286 | By gentlemen at hand. |
| 18287 | QUEEN. I am very glad on't. |
| 18288 | IMOGEN. Your son's my father's friend; he ta... |
| 18289 | To draw upon an exile! O brave sir! |
| 18290 | I would they were in Afric both together; |
| 18291 | Myself by with a needle, that I might prick |
| 18292 | The goer-back. Why came you from your mast... |
| 18293 | PISANIO. On his command. He would not suffer me |
| 18294 | To bring him to the haven; left these notes |
| 18295 | Of what commands I should be subject to, |
| 18296 | When't pleas'd you to employ me. |
| 18297 | QUEEN. This hath been |
| 18298 | Your faithful servant. I dare lay mine honour |
| 18299 | He will remain so. |
| 18300 | PISANIO. I humbly thank your Highness. |
| 18301 | QUEEN. Pray walk awhile. |
| 18302 | IMOGEN. About some half-hour hence, |
| 18303 | Pray you speak with me. You shall at least |
| 18304 | Go see my lord aboard. For this time leave... |
| 18305 | SCENE II. |
| 18306 | Britain. A public place |
| 18307 | Enter CLOTEN and two LORDS |
| 18308 | FIRST LORD. Sir, I would advise you to shift... |
| 18309 | of action hath made you reek as a sacrific... |
| 18310 | air comes in; there's none abroad so whole... |
| 18311 | CLOTEN. If my shirt were bloody, then to shi... |
| 18312 | SECOND LORD. [Aside] No, faith; not so much ... |
| 18313 | FIRST LORD. Hurt him! His body's a passable ... |
| 18314 | hurt. It is a throughfare for steel if it ... |
| 18315 | SECOND LORD. [Aside] His steel was in debt; ... |
| 18316 | side the town. |
| 18317 | CLOTEN. The villain would not stand me. |
| 18318 | SECOND LORD. [Aside] No; but he fled forward... |
| 18319 | face. |
| 18320 | FIRST LORD. Stand you? You have land enough ... |
| 18321 | added to your having, gave you some ground. |
| 18322 | SECOND LORD. [Aside] As many inches as you h... |
| 18323 | Puppies! |
| 18324 | CLOTEN. I would they had not come between us. |
| 18325 | SECOND LORD. [Aside] So would I, till you ha... |
| 18326 | fool you were upon the ground. |
| 18327 | CLOTEN. And that she should love this fellow... |
| 18328 | SECOND LORD. [Aside] If it be a sin to make ... |
| 18329 | damn'd. |
| 18330 | FIRST LORD. Sir, as I told you always, her b... |
| 18331 | not together; she's a good sign, but I hav... |
| 18332 | of her wit. |
| 18333 | SECOND LORD. [Aside] She shines not upon foo... |
| 18334 | should hurt her. |
| 18335 | CLOTEN. Come, I'll to my chamber. Would ther... |
| 18336 | done! |
| 18337 | SECOND LORD. [Aside] I wish not so; unless i... |
| 18338 | an ass, which is no great hurt. |
| 18339 | CLOTEN. You'll go with us? |
| 18340 | FIRST LORD. I'll attend your lordship. |
| 18341 | CLOTEN. Nay, come, let's go together. |
| 18342 | SECOND LORD. Well, my lord. ... |
| 18343 | SCENE III. |
| 18344 | Britain. CYMBELINE'S palace |
| 18345 | Enter IMOGEN and PISANIO |
| 18346 | IMOGEN. I would thou grew'st unto the shores... |
| 18347 | And questioned'st every sail; if he should... |
| 18348 | And I not have it, 'twere a paper lost, |
| 18349 | As offer'd mercy is. What was the last |
| 18350 | That he spake to thee? |
| 18351 | PISANIO. It was: his queen, his queen! |
| 18352 | IMOGEN. Then wav'd his handkerchief? |
| 18353 | PISANIO. And kiss'd it, madam. |
| 18354 | IMOGEN. Senseless linen, happier therein tha... |
| 18355 | And that was all? |
| 18356 | PISANIO. No, madam; for so long |
| 18357 | As he could make me with his eye, or care |
| 18358 | Distinguish him from others, he did keep |
| 18359 | The deck, with glove, or hat, or handkerch... |
| 18360 | Still waving, as the fits and stirs of's mind |
| 18361 | Could best express how slow his soul sail'... |
| 18362 | How swift his ship. |
| 18363 | IMOGEN. Thou shouldst have made him |
| 18364 | As little as a crow, or less, ere left |
| 18365 | To after-eye him. |
| 18366 | PISANIO. Madam, so I did. |
| 18367 | IMOGEN. I would have broke mine eyestrings, ... |
| 18368 | To look upon him, till the diminution |
| 18369 | Of space had pointed him sharp as my needle; |
| 18370 | Nay, followed him till he had melted from |
| 18371 | The smallness of a gnat to air, and then |
| 18372 | Have turn'd mine eye and wept. But, good P... |
| 18373 | When shall we hear from him? |
| 18374 | PISANIO. Be assur'd, madam, |
| 18375 | With his next vantage. |
| 18376 | IMOGEN. I did not take my leave of him, but had |
| 18377 | Most pretty things to say. Ere I could tel... |
| 18378 | How I would think on him at certain hours |
| 18379 | Such thoughts and such; or I could make hi... |
| 18380 | The shes of Italy should not betray |
| 18381 | Mine interest and his honour; or have char... |
| 18382 | At the sixth hour of morn, at noon, at mid... |
| 18383 | T' encounter me with orisons, for then |
| 18384 | I am in heaven for him; or ere I could |
| 18385 | Give him that parting kiss which I had set |
| 18386 | Betwixt two charming words, comes in my fa... |
| 18387 | And like the tyrannous breathing of the north |
| 18388 | Shakes all our buds from growing. |
| 18389 | Enter a LADY |
| 18390 | LADY. The Queen, madam, |
| 18391 | Desires your Highness' company. |
| 18392 | IMOGEN. Those things I bid you do, get them ... |
| 18393 | I will attend the Queen. |
| 18394 | PISANIO. Madam, I shall. ... |
| 18395 | SCENE IV. |
| 18396 | Rome. PHILARIO'S house |
| 18397 | Enter PHILARIO, IACHIMO, a FRENCHMAN, a DUTCHM... |
| 18398 | IACHIMO. Believe it, sir, I have seen him in... |
| 18399 | of a crescent note, expected to prove so w... |
| 18400 | been allowed the name of. But I could then... |
| 18401 | without the help of admiration, though the... |
| 18402 | endowments had been tabled by his side, an... |
| 18403 | items. |
| 18404 | PHILARIO. You speak of him when he was less ... |
| 18405 | is with that which makes him both without ... |
| 18406 | FRENCHMAN. I have seen him in France; we had... |
| 18407 | behold the sun with as firm eyes as he. |
| 18408 | IACHIMO. This matter of marrying his king's ... |
| 18409 | must be weighed rather by her value than h... |
| 18410 | doubt not, a great deal from the matter. |
| 18411 | FRENCHMAN. And then his banishment. |
| 18412 | IACHIMO. Ay, and the approbation of those th... |
| 18413 | divorce under her colours are wonderfully ... |
| 18414 | but to fortify her judgment, which else an... |
| 18415 | flat, for taking a beggar, without less qu... |
| 18416 | he is to sojourn with you? How creeps acqu... |
| 18417 | PHILARIO. His father and I were soldiers tog... |
| 18418 | been often bound for no less than my life. |
| 18419 | Enter POSTHUMUS |
| 18420 | Here comes the Briton. Let him be so enter... |
| 18421 | suits with gentlemen of your knowing to a ... |
| 18422 | quality. I beseech you all be better known... |
| 18423 | whom I commend to you as a noble friend of... |
| 18424 | I will leave to appear hereafter, rather t... |
| 18425 | own hearing. |
| 18426 | FRENCHMAN. Sir, we have known together in Or... |
| 18427 | POSTHUMUS. Since when I have been debtor to ... |
| 18428 | which I will be ever to pay and yet pay st... |
| 18429 | FRENCHMAN. Sir, you o'errate my poor kindnes... |
| 18430 | atone my countryman and you; it had been p... |
| 18431 | been put together with so mortal a purpose... |
| 18432 | upon importance of so slight and trivial a... |
| 18433 | POSTHUMUS. By your pardon, sir. I was then a... |
| 18434 | rather shunn'd to go even with what I hear... |
| 18435 | action to be guided by others' experiences... |
| 18436 | judgment- if I offend not to say it is men... |
| 18437 | altogether slight. |
| 18438 | FRENCHMAN. Faith, yes, to be put to the arbi... |
| 18439 | by such two that would by all likelihood h... |
| 18440 | other or have fall'n both. |
| 18441 | IACHIMO. Can we, with manners, ask what was ... |
| 18442 | FRENCHMAN. Safely, I think. 'Twas a contenti... |
| 18443 | may, without contradiction, suffer the rep... |
| 18444 | an argument that fell out last night, wher... |
| 18445 | praise of our country mistresses; this gen... |
| 18446 | vouching- and upon warrant of bloody affir... |
| 18447 | fair, virtuous, wise, chaste, constant, qu... |
| 18448 | attemptable, than any the rarest of our la... |
| 18449 | IACHIMO. That lady is not now living, or thi... |
| 18450 | by this, worn out. |
| 18451 | POSTHUMUS. She holds her virtue still, and I... |
| 18452 | IACHIMO. You must not so far prefer her fore... |
| 18453 | POSTHUMUS. Being so far provok'd as I was in... |
| 18454 | her nothing, though I profess myself her a... |
| 18455 | IACHIMO. As fair and as good- a kind of hand... |
| 18456 | had been something too fair and too good f... |
| 18457 | If she went before others I have seen as t... |
| 18458 | outlustres many I have beheld, I could not... |
| 18459 | excelled many; but I have not seen the mos... |
| 18460 | is, nor you the lady. |
| 18461 | POSTHUMUS. I prais'd her as I rated her. So ... |
| 18462 | IACHIMO. What do you esteem it at? |
| 18463 | POSTHUMUS. More than the world enjoys. |
| 18464 | IACHIMO. Either your unparagon'd mistress is... |
| 18465 | outpriz'd by a trifle. |
| 18466 | POSTHUMUS. You are mistaken: the one may be ... |
| 18467 | were wealth enough for the purchase or mer... |
| 18468 | other is not a thing for sale, and only th... |
| 18469 | IACHIMO. Which the gods have given you? |
| 18470 | POSTHUMUS. Which by their graces I will keep. |
| 18471 | IACHIMO. You may wear her in title yours; bu... |
| 18472 | light upon neighbouring ponds. Your ring m... |
| 18473 | your brace of unprizable estimations, the ... |
| 18474 | the other casual; a cunning thief, or a th... |
| 18475 | courtier, would hazard the winning both of... |
| 18476 | POSTHUMUS. Your Italy contains none so accom... |
| 18477 | convince the honour of my mistress, if in ... |
| 18478 | that you term her frail. I do nothing doub... |
| 18479 | thieves; notwithstanding, I fear not my ring. |
| 18480 | PHILARIO. Let us leave here, gentlemen. |
| 18481 | POSTHUMUS. Sir, with all my heart. This wort... |
| 18482 | him, makes no stranger of me; we are famil... |
| 18483 | IACHIMO. With five times so much conversatio... |
| 18484 | of your fair mistress; make her go back ev... |
| 18485 | I admittance and opportunity to friend. |
| 18486 | POSTHUMUS. No, no. |
| 18487 | IACHIMO. I dare thereupon pawn the moiety of... |
| 18488 | ring, which, in my opinion, o'ervalues it ... |
| 18489 | my wager rather against your confidence th... |
| 18490 | to bar your offence herein too, I durst at... |
| 18491 | lady in the world. |
| 18492 | POSTHUMUS. You are a great deal abus'd in to... |
| 18493 | and I doubt not you sustain what y'are wor... |
| 18494 | IACHIMO. What's that? |
| 18495 | POSTHUMUS. A repulse; though your attempt, a... |
| 18496 | more- a punishment too. |
| 18497 | PHILARIO. Gentlemen, enough of this. It came... |
| 18498 | it die as it was born, and I pray you be b... |
| 18499 | IACHIMO. Would I had put my estate and my ne... |
| 18500 | approbation of what I have spoke! |
| 18501 | POSTHUMUS. What lady would you choose to ass... |
| 18502 | IACHIMO. Yours, whom in constancy you think ... |
| 18503 | lay you ten thousand ducats to your ring t... |
| 18504 | court where your lady is, with no more adv... |
| 18505 | opportunity of a second conference, and I ... |
| 18506 | that honour of hers which you imagine so r... |
| 18507 | POSTHUMUS. I will wage against your gold, go... |
| 18508 | hold dear as my finger; 'tis part of it. |
| 18509 | IACHIMO. You are a friend, and therein the w... |
| 18510 | ladies' flesh at a million a dram, you can... |
| 18511 | tainting. But I see you have some religion... |
| 18512 | POSTHUMUS. This is but a custom in your tong... |
| 18513 | purpose, I hope. |
| 18514 | IACHIMO. I am the master of my speeches, and... |
| 18515 | spoken, I swear. |
| 18516 | POSTHUMUS. Will you? I Shall but lend my dia... |
| 18517 | Let there be covenants drawn between's. My... |
| 18518 | goodness the hugeness of your unworthy thi... |
| 18519 | this match: here's my ring. |
| 18520 | PHILARIO. I will have it no lay. |
| 18521 | IACHIMO. By the gods, it is one. If I bring ... |
| 18522 | testimony that I have enjoy'd the dearest ... |
| 18523 | mistress, my ten thousand ducats are yours... |
| 18524 | too. If I come off, and leave her in such ... |
| 18525 | trust in, she your jewel, this your jewel,... |
| 18526 | provided I have your commendation for my m... |
| 18527 | POSTHUMUS. I embrace these conditions; let u... |
| 18528 | us. Only, thus far you shall answer: if yo... |
| 18529 | her, and give me directly to understand yo... |
| 18530 | no further your enemy- she is not worth ou... |
| 18531 | unseduc'd, you not making it appear otherw... |
| 18532 | opinion and th' assault you have made to h... |
| 18533 | answer me with your sword. |
| 18534 | IACHIMO. Your hand- a covenant! We will have... |
| 18535 | by lawful counsel, and straight away for B... |
| 18536 | bargain should catch cold and starve. I wi... |
| 18537 | have our two wagers recorded. |
| 18538 | POSTHUMUS. Agreed. Exeunt POS... |
| 18539 | FRENCHMAN. Will this hold, think you? |
| 18540 | PHILARIO. Signior Iachimo will not from it. ... |
| 18541 | ... |
| 18542 | SCENE V. |
| 18543 | Britain. CYMBELINE'S palace |
| 18544 | Enter QUEEN, LADIES, and CORNELIUS |
| 18545 | QUEEN. Whiles yet the dew's on ground, gathe... |
| 18546 | Make haste; who has the note of them? |
| 18547 | LADY. I, madam. |
| 18548 | QUEEN. Dispatch. ... |
| 18549 | Now, Master Doctor, have you brought those... |
| 18550 | CORNELIUS. Pleaseth your Highness, ay. Here ... |
| 18551 | ... |
| 18552 | But I beseech your Grace, without offence- |
| 18553 | My conscience bids me ask- wherefore you have |
| 18554 | Commanded of me these most poisonous compo... |
| 18555 | Which are the movers of a languishing death, |
| 18556 | But, though slow, deadly? |
| 18557 | QUEEN. I wonder, Doctor, |
| 18558 | Thou ask'st me such a question. Have I not... |
| 18559 | Thy pupil long? Hast thou not learn'd me how |
| 18560 | To make perfumes? distil? preserve? yea, so |
| 18561 | That our great king himself doth woo me oft |
| 18562 | For my confections? Having thus far procee... |
| 18563 | Unless thou think'st me devilish- is't not... |
| 18564 | That I did amplify my judgment in |
| 18565 | Other conclusions? I will try the forces |
| 18566 | Of these thy compounds on such creatures as |
| 18567 | We count not worth the hanging- but none h... |
| 18568 | To try the vigour of them, and apply |
| 18569 | Allayments to their act, and by them gather |
| 18570 | Their several virtues and effects. |
| 18571 | CORNELIUS. Your Highness |
| 18572 | Shall from this practice but make hard you... |
| 18573 | Besides, the seeing these effects will be |
| 18574 | Both noisome and infectious. |
| 18575 | QUEEN. O, content thee. |
| 18576 | Enter PISANIO |
| 18577 | [Aside] Here comes a flattering rascal; up... |
| 18578 | Will I first work. He's for his master, |
| 18579 | An enemy to my son.- How now, Pisanio! |
| 18580 | Doctor, your service for this time is ended; |
| 18581 | Take your own way. |
| 18582 | CORNELIUS. [Aside] I do suspect you, madam; |
| 18583 | But you shall do no harm. |
| 18584 | QUEEN. [To PISANIO] Hark thee, a word. |
| 18585 | CORNELIUS. [Aside] I do not like her. She do... |
| 18586 | Strange ling'ring poisons. I do know her s... |
| 18587 | And will not trust one of her malice with |
| 18588 | A drug of such damn'd nature. Those she has |
| 18589 | Will stupefy and dull the sense awhile, |
| 18590 | Which first perchance she'll prove on cats... |
| 18591 | Then afterward up higher; but there is |
| 18592 | No danger in what show of death it makes, |
| 18593 | More than the locking up the spirits a time, |
| 18594 | To be more fresh, reviving. She is fool'd |
| 18595 | With a most false effect; and I the truer |
| 18596 | So to be false with her. |
| 18597 | QUEEN. No further service, Doctor, |
| 18598 | Until I send for thee. |
| 18599 | CORNELIUS. I humbly take my leave. ... |
| 18600 | QUEEN. Weeps she still, say'st thou? Dost th... |
| 18601 | She will not quench, and let instructions ... |
| 18602 | Where folly now possesses? Do thou work. |
| 18603 | When thou shalt bring me word she loves my... |
| 18604 | I'll tell thee on the instant thou art then |
| 18605 | As great as is thy master; greater, for |
| 18606 | His fortunes all lie speechless, and his name |
| 18607 | Is at last gasp. Return he cannot, nor |
| 18608 | Continue where he is. To shift his being |
| 18609 | Is to exchange one misery with another, |
| 18610 | And every day that comes comes comes to |
| 18611 | A day's work in him. What shalt thou expect |
| 18612 | To be depender on a thing that leans, |
| 18613 | Who cannot be new built, nor has no friends |
| 18614 | So much as but to prop him? |
| 18615 | [The QUEEN drops the box. PI... |
| 18616 | Thou tak'st up |
| 18617 | Thou know'st not what; but take it for thy... |
| 18618 | It is a thing I made, which hath the King |
| 18619 | Five times redeem'd from death. I do not k... |
| 18620 | What is more cordial. Nay, I prithee take it; |
| 18621 | It is an earnest of a further good |
| 18622 | That I mean to thee. Tell thy mistress how |
| 18623 | The case stands with her; do't as from thy... |
| 18624 | Think what a chance thou changest on; but ... |
| 18625 | Thou hast thy mistress still; to boot, my ... |
| 18626 | Who shall take notice of thee. I'll move t... |
| 18627 | To any shape of thy preferment, such |
| 18628 | As thou'lt desire; and then myself, I chie... |
| 18629 | That set thee on to this desert, am bound |
| 18630 | To load thy merit richly. Call my women. |
| 18631 | Think on my words. ... |
| 18632 | A sly and constant knave, |
| 18633 | Not to be shak'd; the agent for his master, |
| 18634 | And the remembrancer of her to hold |
| 18635 | The hand-fast to her lord. I have given hi... |
| 18636 | Which, if he take, shall quite unpeople her |
| 18637 | Of leigers for her sweet; and which she af... |
| 18638 | Except she bend her humour, shall be assur'd |
| 18639 | To taste of too. |
| 18640 | Re-enter PISANIO and LADIES |
| 18641 | So, so. Well done, well done. |
| 18642 | The violets, cowslips, and the primroses, |
| 18643 | Bear to my closet. Fare thee well, Pisanio; |
| 18644 | Think on my words. Exeun... |
| 18645 | PISANIO. And shall do. |
| 18646 | But when to my good lord I prove untrue |
| 18647 | I'll choke myself- there's all I'll do for... |
| 18648 | SCENE VI. |
| 18649 | Britain. The palace |
| 18650 | Enter IMOGEN alone |
| 18651 | IMOGEN. A father cruel and a step-dame false; |
| 18652 | A foolish suitor to a wedded lady |
| 18653 | That hath her husband banish'd. O, that hu... |
| 18654 | My supreme crown of grief! and those repeated |
| 18655 | Vexations of it! Had I been thief-stol'n, |
| 18656 | As my two brothers, happy! but most miserable |
| 18657 | Is the desire that's glorious. Blessed be ... |
| 18658 | How mean soe'er, that have their honest wi... |
| 18659 | Which seasons comfort. Who may this be? Fie! |
| 18660 | Enter PISANIO and IACHIMO |
| 18661 | PISANIO. Madam, a noble gentleman of Rome |
| 18662 | Comes from my lord with letters. |
| 18663 | IACHIMO. Change you, madam? |
| 18664 | The worthy Leonatus is in safety, |
| 18665 | And greets your Highness dearly. [... |
| 18666 | IMOGEN. Thanks, good sir. |
| 18667 | You're kindly welcome. |
| 18668 | IACHIMO. [Aside] All of her that is out of d... |
| 18669 | If she be furnish'd with a mind so rare, |
| 18670 | She is alone th' Arabian bird, and I |
| 18671 | Have lost the wager. Boldness be my friend! |
| 18672 | Arm me, audacity, from head to foot! |
| 18673 | Or, like the Parthian, I shall flying fight; |
| 18674 | Rather, directly fly. |
| 18675 | IMOGEN. [Reads] 'He is one of the noblest no... |
| 18676 | kindnesses I am most infinitely tied. Refl... |
| 18677 | accordingly, as you value your trust. ... |
| 18678 | So far I read aloud; |
| 18679 | But even the very middle of my heart |
| 18680 | Is warm'd by th' rest and takes it thankfu... |
| 18681 | You are as welcome, worthy sir, as I |
| 18682 | Have words to bid you; and shall find it so |
| 18683 | In all that I can do. |
| 18684 | IACHIMO. Thanks, fairest lady. |
| 18685 | What, are men mad? Hath nature given them ... |
| 18686 | To see this vaulted arch and the rich crop |
| 18687 | Of sea and land, which can distinguish 'twixt |
| 18688 | The fiery orbs above and the twinn'd stones |
| 18689 | Upon the number'd beach, and can we not |
| 18690 | Partition make with spectacles so precious |
| 18691 | 'Twixt fair and foul? |
| 18692 | IMOGEN. What makes your admiration? |
| 18693 | IACHIMO. It cannot be i' th' eye, for apes a... |
| 18694 | 'Twixt two such shes, would chatter this w... |
| 18695 | Contemn with mows the other; nor i' th' ju... |
| 18696 | For idiots in this case of favour would |
| 18697 | Be wisely definite; nor i' th' appetite; |
| 18698 | Sluttery, to such neat excellence oppos'd, |
| 18699 | Should make desire vomit emptiness, |
| 18700 | Not so allur'd to feed. |
| 18701 | IMOGEN. What is the matter, trow? |
| 18702 | IACHIMO. The cloyed will- |
| 18703 | That satiate yet unsatisfied desire, that tub |
| 18704 | Both fill'd and running- ravening first th... |
| 18705 | Longs after for the garbage. |
| 18706 | IMOGEN. What, dear sir, |
| 18707 | Thus raps you? Are you well? |
| 18708 | IACHIMO. Thanks, madam; well.- Beseech you, ... |
| 18709 | Desire my man's abode where I did leave him. |
| 18710 | He's strange and peevish. |
| 18711 | PISANIO. I was going, sir, |
| 18712 | To give him welcome. ... |
| 18713 | IMOGEN. Continues well my lord? His health b... |
| 18714 | IACHIMO. Well, madam. |
| 18715 | IMOGEN. Is he dispos'd to mirth? I hope he is. |
| 18716 | IACHIMO. Exceeding pleasant; none a stranger... |
| 18717 | So merry and so gamesome. He is call'd |
| 18718 | The Britain reveller. |
| 18719 | IMOGEN. When he was here |
| 18720 | He did incline to sadness, and oft-times |
| 18721 | Not knowing why. |
| 18722 | IACHIMO. I never saw him sad. |
| 18723 | There is a Frenchman his companion, one |
| 18724 | An eminent monsieur that, it seems, much l... |
| 18725 | A Gallian girl at home. He furnaces |
| 18726 | The thick sighs from him; whiles the jolly... |
| 18727 | Your lord, I mean- laughs from's free lung... |
| 18728 | Can my sides hold, to think that man- who ... |
| 18729 | By history, report, or his own proof, |
| 18730 | What woman is, yea, what she cannot choose |
| 18731 | But must be- will's free hours languish for |
| 18732 | Assured bondage?' |
| 18733 | IMOGEN. Will my lord say so? |
| 18734 | IACHIMO. Ay, madam, with his eyes in flood w... |
| 18735 | It is a recreation to be by |
| 18736 | And hear him mock the Frenchman. But heave... |
| 18737 | Some men are much to blame. |
| 18738 | IMOGEN. Not he, I hope. |
| 18739 | IACHIMO. Not he; but yet heaven's bounty tow... |
| 18740 | Be us'd more thankfully. In himself, 'tis ... |
| 18741 | In you, which I account his, beyond all ta... |
| 18742 | Whilst I am bound to wonder, I am bound |
| 18743 | To pity too. |
| 18744 | IMOGEN. What do you pity, sir? |
| 18745 | IACHIMO. Two creatures heartily. |
| 18746 | IMOGEN. Am I one, sir? |
| 18747 | You look on me: what wreck discern you in me |
| 18748 | Deserves your pity? |
| 18749 | IACHIMO. Lamentable! What, |
| 18750 | To hide me from the radiant sun and solace |
| 18751 | I' th' dungeon by a snuff? |
| 18752 | IMOGEN. I pray you, sir, |
| 18753 | Deliver with more openness your answers |
| 18754 | To my demands. Why do you pity me? |
| 18755 | IACHIMO. That others do, |
| 18756 | I was about to say, enjoy your- But |
| 18757 | It is an office of the gods to venge it, |
| 18758 | Not mine to speak on't. |
| 18759 | IMOGEN. You do seem to know |
| 18760 | Something of me, or what concerns me; pray... |
| 18761 | Since doubting things go ill often hurts more |
| 18762 | Than to be sure they do; for certainties |
| 18763 | Either are past remedies, or, timely knowing, |
| 18764 | The remedy then born- discover to me |
| 18765 | What both you spur and stop. |
| 18766 | IACHIMO. Had I this cheek |
| 18767 | To bathe my lips upon; this hand, whose to... |
| 18768 | Whose every touch, would force the feeler'... |
| 18769 | To th' oath of loyalty; this object, which |
| 18770 | Takes prisoner the wild motion of mine eye, |
| 18771 | Fixing it only here; should I, damn'd then, |
| 18772 | Slaver with lips as common as the stairs |
| 18773 | That mount the Capitol; join gripes with h... |
| 18774 | Made hard with hourly falsehood- falsehood as |
| 18775 | With labour; then by-peeping in an eye |
| 18776 | Base and illustrious as the smoky light |
| 18777 | That's fed with stinking tallow- it were fit |
| 18778 | That all the plagues of hell should at one... |
| 18779 | Encounter such revolt. |
| 18780 | IMOGEN. My lord, I fear, |
| 18781 | Has forgot Britain. |
| 18782 | IACHIMO. And himself. Not I |
| 18783 | Inclin'd to this intelligence pronounce |
| 18784 | The beggary of his change; but 'tis your g... |
| 18785 | That from my mutest conscience to my tongue |
| 18786 | Charms this report out. |
| 18787 | IMOGEN. Let me hear no more. |
| 18788 | IACHIMO. O dearest soul, your cause doth str... |
| 18789 | With pity that doth make me sick! A lady |
| 18790 | So fair, and fasten'd to an empery, |
| 18791 | Would make the great'st king double, to be... |
| 18792 | With tomboys hir'd with that self exhibition |
| 18793 | Which your own coffers yield! with diseas'... |
| 18794 | That play with all infirmities for gold |
| 18795 | Which rottenness can lend nature! such boi... |
| 18796 | As well might poison poison! Be reveng'd; |
| 18797 | Or she that bore you was no queen, and you |
| 18798 | Recoil from your great stock. |
| 18799 | IMOGEN. Reveng'd? |
| 18800 | How should I be reveng'd? If this be true- |
| 18801 | As I have such a heart that both mine ears |
| 18802 | Must not in haste abuse- if it be true, |
| 18803 | How should I be reveng'd? |
| 18804 | IACHIMO. Should he make me |
| 18805 | Live like Diana's priest betwixt cold sheets, |
| 18806 | Whiles he is vaulting variable ramps, |
| 18807 | In your despite, upon your purse? Revenge it. |
| 18808 | I dedicate myself to your sweet pleasure, |
| 18809 | More noble than that runagate to your bed, |
| 18810 | And will continue fast to your affection, |
| 18811 | Still close as sure. |
| 18812 | IMOGEN. What ho, Pisanio! |
| 18813 | IACHIMO. Let me my service tender on your lips. |
| 18814 | IMOGEN. Away! I do condemn mine ears that have |
| 18815 | So long attended thee. If thou wert honour... |
| 18816 | Thou wouldst have told this tale for virtu... |
| 18817 | For such an end thou seek'st, as base as s... |
| 18818 | Thou wrong'st a gentleman who is as far |
| 18819 | From thy report as thou from honour; and |
| 18820 | Solicits here a lady that disdains |
| 18821 | Thee and the devil alike.- What ho, Pisanio!- |
| 18822 | The King my father shall be made acquainted |
| 18823 | Of thy assault. If he shall think it fit |
| 18824 | A saucy stranger in his court to mart |
| 18825 | As in a Romish stew, and to expound |
| 18826 | His beastly mind to us, he hath a court |
| 18827 | He little cares for, and a daughter who |
| 18828 | He not respects at all.- What ho, Pisanio! |
| 18829 | IACHIMO. O happy Leonatus! I may say |
| 18830 | The credit that thy lady hath of thee |
| 18831 | Deserves thy trust, and thy most perfect g... |
| 18832 | Her assur'd credit. Blessed live you long, |
| 18833 | A lady to the worthiest sir that ever |
| 18834 | Country call'd his! and you his mistress, ... |
| 18835 | For the most worthiest fit! Give me your p... |
| 18836 | I have spoke this to know if your affiance |
| 18837 | Were deeply rooted, and shall make your lord |
| 18838 | That which he is new o'er; and he is one |
| 18839 | The truest manner'd, such a holy witch |
| 18840 | That he enchants societies into him, |
| 18841 | Half all men's hearts are his. |
| 18842 | IMOGEN. You make amends. |
| 18843 | IACHIMO. He sits 'mongst men like a descende... |
| 18844 | He hath a kind of honour sets him of |
| 18845 | More than a mortal seeming. Be not angry, |
| 18846 | Most mighty Princess, that I have adventur'd |
| 18847 | To try your taking of a false report, whic... |
| 18848 | Honour'd with confirmation your great judg... |
| 18849 | In the election of a sir so rare, |
| 18850 | Which you know cannot err. The love I bear... |
| 18851 | Made me to fan you thus; but the gods made... |
| 18852 | Unlike all others, chaffless. Pray your pa... |
| 18853 | IMOGEN. All's well, sir; take my pow'r i' th... |
| 18854 | IACHIMO. My humble thanks. I had almost forgot |
| 18855 | T' entreat your Grace but in a small request, |
| 18856 | And yet of moment too, for it concerns |
| 18857 | Your lord; myself and other noble friends |
| 18858 | Are partners in the business. |
| 18859 | IMOGEN. Pray what is't? |
| 18860 | IACHIMO. Some dozen Romans of us, and your l... |
| 18861 | The best feather of our wing- have mingled... |
| 18862 | To buy a present for the Emperor; |
| 18863 | Which I, the factor for the rest, have done |
| 18864 | In France. 'Tis plate of rare device, and ... |
| 18865 | Of rich and exquisite form, their values g... |
| 18866 | And I am something curious, being strange, |
| 18867 | To have them in safe stowage. May it pleas... |
| 18868 | To take them in protection? |
| 18869 | IMOGEN. Willingly; |
| 18870 | And pawn mine honour for their safety. Since |
| 18871 | My lord hath interest in them, I will keep... |
| 18872 | In my bedchamber. |
| 18873 | IACHIMO. They are in a trunk, |
| 18874 | Attended by my men. I will make bold |
| 18875 | To send them to you only for this night; |
| 18876 | I must aboard to-morrow. |
| 18877 | IMOGEN. O, no, no. |
| 18878 | IACHIMO. Yes, I beseech; or I shall short my... |
| 18879 | By length'ning my return. From Gallia |
| 18880 | I cross'd the seas on purpose and on promise |
| 18881 | To see your Grace. |
| 18882 | IMOGEN. I thank you for your pains. |
| 18883 | But not away to-morrow! |
| 18884 | IACHIMO. O, I must, madam. |
| 18885 | Therefore I shall beseech you, if you please |
| 18886 | To greet your lord with writing, do't to-n... |
| 18887 | I have outstood my time, which is material |
| 18888 | 'To th' tender of our present. |
| 18889 | IMOGEN. I will write. |
| 18890 | Send your trunk to me; it shall safe be kept |
| 18891 | And truly yielded you. You're very welcome... |
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| 18900 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 18901 | Britain. Before CYMBELINE'S palace |
| 18902 | Enter CLOTEN and the two LORDS |
| 18903 | CLOTEN. Was there ever man had such luck! Wh... |
| 18904 | upon an up-cast to be hit away! I had a hu... |
| 18905 | then a whoreson jackanapes must take me up... |
| 18906 | borrowed mine oaths of him, and might not ... |
| 18907 | pleasure. |
| 18908 | FIRST LORD. What got he by that? You have br... |
| 18909 | bowl. |
| 18910 | SECOND LORD. [Aside] If his wit had been lik... |
| 18911 | would have run all out. |
| 18912 | CLOTEN. When a gentleman is dispos'd to swea... |
| 18913 | standers-by to curtail his oaths. Ha? |
| 18914 | SECOND LORD. No, my lord; [Aside] nor crop t... |
| 18915 | CLOTEN. Whoreson dog! I give him satisfactio... |
| 18916 | one of my rank! |
| 18917 | SECOND LORD. [Aside] To have smell'd like a ... |
| 18918 | CLOTEN. I am not vex'd more at anything in t... |
| 18919 | had rather not be so noble as I am; they d... |
| 18920 | because of the Queen my mother. Every jack... |
| 18921 | of fighting, and I must go up and down lik... |
| 18922 | can match. |
| 18923 | SECOND LORD. [Aside] You are cock and capon ... |
| 18924 | cock, with your comb on. |
| 18925 | CLOTEN. Sayest thou? |
| 18926 | SECOND LORD. It is not fit your lordship sho... |
| 18927 | companion that you give offence to. |
| 18928 | CLOTEN. No, I know that; but it is fit I sho... |
| 18929 | my inferiors. |
| 18930 | SECOND LORD. Ay, it is fit for your lordship... |
| 18931 | CLOTEN. Why, so I say. |
| 18932 | FIRST LORD. Did you hear of a stranger that'... |
| 18933 | to-night? |
| 18934 | CLOTEN. A stranger, and I not known on't? |
| 18935 | SECOND LORD. [Aside] He's a strange fellow h... |
| 18936 | not. |
| 18937 | FIRST LORD. There's an Italian come, and, 't... |
| 18938 | Leonatus' friends. |
| 18939 | CLOTEN. Leonatus? A banish'd rascal; and he'... |
| 18940 | he be. Who told you of this stranger? |
| 18941 | FIRST LORD. One of your lordship's pages. |
| 18942 | CLOTEN. Is it fit I went to look upon him? I... |
| 18943 | in't? |
| 18944 | SECOND LORD. You cannot derogate, my lord. |
| 18945 | CLOTEN. Not easily, I think. |
| 18946 | SECOND LORD. [Aside] You are a fool granted;... |
| 18947 | being foolish, do not derogate. |
| 18948 | CLOTEN. Come, I'll go see this Italian. What... |
| 18949 | bowls I'll win to-night of him. Come, go. |
| 18950 | SECOND LORD. I'll attend your lordship. |
| 18951 | Exeunt CLO... |
| 18952 | That such a crafty devil as is his mother |
| 18953 | Should yield the world this ass! A woman that |
| 18954 | Bears all down with her brain; and this he... |
| 18955 | Cannot take two from twenty, for his heart, |
| 18956 | And leave eighteen. Alas, poor princess, |
| 18957 | Thou divine Imogen, what thou endur'st, |
| 18958 | Betwixt a father by thy step-dame govern'd, |
| 18959 | A mother hourly coining plots, a wooer |
| 18960 | More hateful than the foul expulsion is |
| 18961 | Of thy dear husband, than that horrid act |
| 18962 | Of the divorce he'd make! The heavens hold... |
| 18963 | The walls of thy dear honour, keep unshak'd |
| 18964 | That temple, thy fair mind, that thou mays... |
| 18965 | T' enjoy thy banish'd lord and this great ... |
| 18966 | SCENE II. |
| 18967 | Britain. IMOGEN'S bedchamber in CYMBELINE'S pa... |
| 18968 | Enter IMOGEN in her bed, and a LADY attending |
| 18969 | IMOGEN. Who's there? My woman? Helen? |
| 18970 | LADY. Please you, madam. |
| 18971 | IMOGEN. What hour is it? |
| 18972 | LADY. Almost midnight, madam. |
| 18973 | IMOGEN. I have read three hours then. Mine e... |
| 18974 | Fold down the leaf where I have left. To bed. |
| 18975 | Take not away the taper, leave it burning; |
| 18976 | And if thou canst awake by four o' th' clock, |
| 18977 | I prithee call me. Sleep hath seiz'd me wh... |
| 18978 | To your protection I commend me, gods. |
| 18979 | From fairies and the tempters of the night |
| 18980 | Guard me, beseech ye! |
| 18981 | [Sleeps. IACHIMO com... |
| 18982 | IACHIMO. The crickets sing, and man's o'er-l... |
| 18983 | Repairs itself by rest. Our Tarquin thus |
| 18984 | Did softly press the rushes ere he waken'd |
| 18985 | The chastity he wounded. Cytherea, |
| 18986 | How bravely thou becom'st thy bed! fresh l... |
| 18987 | And whiter than the sheets! That I might t... |
| 18988 | But kiss; one kiss! Rubies unparagon'd, |
| 18989 | How dearly they do't! 'Tis her breathing that |
| 18990 | Perfumes the chamber thus. The flame o' th... |
| 18991 | Bows toward her and would under-peep her lids |
| 18992 | To see th' enclosed lights, now canopied |
| 18993 | Under these windows white and azure, lac'd |
| 18994 | With blue of heaven's own tinct. But my de... |
| 18995 | To note the chamber. I will write all down: |
| 18996 | Such and such pictures; there the window; ... |
| 18997 | Th' adornment of her bed; the arras, figures- |
| 18998 | Why, such and such; and the contents o' th... |
| 18999 | Ah, but some natural notes about her body |
| 19000 | Above ten thousand meaner movables |
| 19001 | Would testify, t' enrich mine inventory. |
| 19002 | O sleep, thou ape of death, lie dull upon ... |
| 19003 | And be her sense but as a monument, |
| 19004 | Thus in a chapel lying! Come off, come off; |
| 19005 | [Taking... |
| 19006 | As slippery as the Gordian knot was hard! |
| 19007 | 'Tis mine; and this will witness outwardly, |
| 19008 | As strongly as the conscience does within, |
| 19009 | To th' madding of her lord. On her left br... |
| 19010 | A mole cinque-spotted, like the crimson drops |
| 19011 | I' th' bottom of a cowslip. Here's a voucher |
| 19012 | Stronger than ever law could make; this se... |
| 19013 | Will force him think I have pick'd the loc... |
| 19014 | The treasure of her honour. No more. To wh... |
| 19015 | Why should I write this down that's riveted, |
| 19016 | Screw'd to my memory? She hath been readin... |
| 19017 | The tale of Tereus; here the leaf's turn'd... |
| 19018 | Where Philomel gave up. I have enough. |
| 19019 | To th' trunk again, and shut the spring of... |
| 19020 | Swift, swift, you dragons of the night, th... |
| 19021 | May bare the raven's eye! I lodge in fear; |
| 19022 | Though this a heavenly angel, hell is here... |
| 19023 | One, two, three. Time, time! E... |
| 19024 | SCENE III. |
| 19025 | CYMBELINE'S palace. An ante-chamber adjoining ... |
| 19026 | Enter CLOTEN and LORDS |
| 19027 | FIRST LORD. Your lordship is the most patien... |
| 19028 | coldest that ever turn'd up ace. |
| 19029 | CLOTEN. It would make any man cold to lose. |
| 19030 | FIRST LORD. But not every man patient after ... |
| 19031 | your lordship. You are most hot and furiou... |
| 19032 | CLOTEN. Winning will put any man into courag... |
| 19033 | foolish Imogen, I should have gold enough.... |
| 19034 | is't not? |
| 19035 | FIRST LORD. Day, my lord. |
| 19036 | CLOTEN. I would this music would come. I am ... |
| 19037 | music a mornings; they say it will penetrate. |
| 19038 | Enter musicians |
| 19039 | Come on, tune. If you can penetrate her wi... |
| 19040 | We'll try with tongue too. If none will do... |
| 19041 | I'll never give o'er. First, a very excell... |
| 19042 | thing; after, a wonderful sweet air, with ... |
| 19043 | it- and then let her consider. |
| 19044 | SONG |
| 19045 | Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate si... |
| 19046 | And Phoebus 'gins arise, |
| 19047 | His steeds to water at those springs |
| 19048 | On chalic'd flow'rs that lies; |
| 19049 | And winking Mary-buds begin |
| 19050 | To ope their golden eyes. |
| 19051 | With everything that pretty bin, |
| 19052 | My lady sweet, arise; |
| 19053 | Arise, arise! |
| 19054 | So, get you gone. If this penetrate, I wil... |
| 19055 | the better; if it do not, it is a vice in ... |
| 19056 | horsehairs and calves' guts, nor the voice... |
| 19057 | boot, can never amend. ... |
| 19058 | Enter CYMBELINE and QUEEN |
| 19059 | SECOND LORD. Here comes the King. |
| 19060 | CLOTEN. I am glad I was up so late, for that... |
| 19061 | so early. He cannot choose but take this s... |
| 19062 | fatherly.- Good morrow to your Majesty and... |
| 19063 | CYMBELINE. Attend you here the door of our s... |
| 19064 | Will she not forth? |
| 19065 | CLOTEN. I have assail'd her with musics, but... |
| 19066 | notice. |
| 19067 | CYMBELINE. The exile of her minion is too new; |
| 19068 | She hath not yet forgot him; some more time |
| 19069 | Must wear the print of his remembrance out, |
| 19070 | And then she's yours. |
| 19071 | QUEEN. You are most bound to th' King, |
| 19072 | Who lets go by no vantages that may |
| 19073 | Prefer you to his daughter. Frame yourself |
| 19074 | To orderly soliciting, and be friended |
| 19075 | With aptness of the season; make denials |
| 19076 | Increase your services; so seem as if |
| 19077 | You were inspir'd to do those duties which |
| 19078 | You tender to her; that you in all obey her, |
| 19079 | Save when command to your dismission tends, |
| 19080 | And therein you are senseless. |
| 19081 | CLOTEN. Senseless? Not so. |
| 19082 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 19083 | MESSENGER. So like you, sir, ambassadors fro... |
| 19084 | The one is Caius Lucius. |
| 19085 | CYMBELINE. A worthy fellow, |
| 19086 | Albeit he comes on angry purpose now; |
| 19087 | But that's no fault of his. We must receiv... |
| 19088 | According to the honour of his sender; |
| 19089 | And towards himself, his goodness forespen... |
| 19090 | We must extend our notice. Our dear son, |
| 19091 | When you have given good morning to your m... |
| 19092 | Attend the Queen and us; we shall have need |
| 19093 | T' employ you towards this Roman. Come, ou... |
| 19094 | Exe... |
| 19095 | CLOTEN. If she be up, I'll speak with her; i... |
| 19096 | Let her lie still and dream. By your leave... |
| 19097 | I know her women are about her; what |
| 19098 | If I do line one of their hands? 'Tis gold |
| 19099 | Which buys admittance; oft it doth-yea, an... |
| 19100 | Diana's rangers false themselves, yield up |
| 19101 | Their deer to th' stand o' th' stealer; an... |
| 19102 | Which makes the true man kill'd and saves ... |
| 19103 | Nay, sometime hangs both thief and true ma... |
| 19104 | Can it not do and undo? I will make |
| 19105 | One of her women lawyer to me, for |
| 19106 | I yet not understand the case myself. |
| 19107 | By your leave. ... |
| 19108 | Enter a LADY |
| 19109 | LADY. Who's there that knocks? |
| 19110 | CLOTEN. A gentleman. |
| 19111 | LADY. No more? |
| 19112 | CLOTEN. Yes, and a gentlewoman's son. |
| 19113 | LADY. That's more |
| 19114 | Than some whose tailors are as dear as yours |
| 19115 | Can justly boast of. What's your lordship'... |
| 19116 | CLOTEN. Your lady's person; is she ready? |
| 19117 | LADY. Ay, |
| 19118 | To keep her chamber. |
| 19119 | CLOTEN. There is gold for you; sell me your ... |
| 19120 | LADY. How? My good name? or to report of you |
| 19121 | What I shall think is good? The Princess! |
| 19122 | Enter IMOGEN |
| 19123 | CLOTEN. Good morrow, fairest sister. Your sw... |
| 19124 | ... |
| 19125 | IMOGEN. Good morrow, sir. You lay out too mu... |
| 19126 | For purchasing but trouble. The thanks I give |
| 19127 | Is telling you that I am poor of thanks, |
| 19128 | And scarce can spare them. |
| 19129 | CLOTEN. Still I swear I love you. |
| 19130 | IMOGEN. If you but said so, 'twere as deep w... |
| 19131 | If you swear still, your recompense is still |
| 19132 | That I regard it not. |
| 19133 | CLOTEN. This is no answer. |
| 19134 | IMOGEN. But that you shall not say I yield, ... |
| 19135 | I would not speak. I pray you spare me. Fa... |
| 19136 | I shall unfold equal discourtesy |
| 19137 | To your best kindness; one of your great k... |
| 19138 | Should learn, being taught, forbearance. |
| 19139 | CLOTEN. To leave you in your madness 'twere ... |
| 19140 | I will not. |
| 19141 | IMOGEN. Fools are not mad folks. |
| 19142 | CLOTEN. Do you call me fool? |
| 19143 | IMOGEN. As I am mad, I do; |
| 19144 | If you'll be patient, I'll no more be mad; |
| 19145 | That cures us both. I am much sorry, sir, |
| 19146 | You put me to forget a lady's manners |
| 19147 | By being so verbal; and learn now, for all, |
| 19148 | That I, which know my heart, do here prono... |
| 19149 | By th' very truth of it, I care not for yo... |
| 19150 | And am so near the lack of charity |
| 19151 | To accuse myself I hate you; which I had r... |
| 19152 | You felt than make't my boast. |
| 19153 | CLOTEN. You sin against |
| 19154 | Obedience, which you owe your father. For |
| 19155 | The contract you pretend with that base wr... |
| 19156 | One bred of alms and foster'd with cold di... |
| 19157 | With scraps o' th' court- it is no contrac... |
| 19158 | And though it be allowed in meaner parties- |
| 19159 | Yet who than he more mean?- to knit their ... |
| 19160 | On whom there is no more dependency |
| 19161 | But brats and beggary- in self-figur'd knot, |
| 19162 | Yet you are curb'd from that enlargement by |
| 19163 | The consequence o' th' crown, and must not... |
| 19164 | The precious note of it with a base slave, |
| 19165 | A hilding for a livery, a squire's cloth, |
| 19166 | A pantler- not so eminent! |
| 19167 | IMOGEN. Profane fellow! |
| 19168 | Wert thou the son of Jupiter, and no more |
| 19169 | But what thou art besides, thou wert too b... |
| 19170 | To be his groom. Thou wert dignified enough, |
| 19171 | Even to the point of envy, if 'twere made |
| 19172 | Comparative for your virtues to be styl'd |
| 19173 | The under-hangman of his kingdom, and hated |
| 19174 | For being preferr'd so well. |
| 19175 | CLOTEN. The south fog rot him! |
| 19176 | IMOGEN. He never can meet more mischance tha... |
| 19177 | To be but nam'd of thee. His mean'st garment |
| 19178 | That ever hath but clipp'd his body is dearer |
| 19179 | In my respect than all the hairs above thee, |
| 19180 | Were they all made such men. How now, Pisa... |
| 19181 | Enter PISANIO |
| 19182 | CLOTEN. 'His garments'! Now the devil- |
| 19183 | IMOGEN. To Dorothy my woman hie thee presently. |
| 19184 | CLOTEN. 'His garment'! |
| 19185 | IMOGEN. I am sprited with a fool; |
| 19186 | Frighted, and ang'red worse. Go bid my woman |
| 19187 | Search for a jewel that too casually |
| 19188 | Hath left mine arm. It was thy master's; s... |
| 19189 | If I would lose it for a revenue |
| 19190 | Of any king's in Europe! I do think |
| 19191 | I saw't this morning; confident I am |
| 19192 | Last night 'twas on mine arm; I kiss'd it. |
| 19193 | I hope it be not gone to tell my lord |
| 19194 | That I kiss aught but he. |
| 19195 | PISANIO. 'Twill not be lost. |
| 19196 | IMOGEN. I hope so. Go and search. ... |
| 19197 | CLOTEN. You have abus'd me. |
| 19198 | 'His meanest garment'! |
| 19199 | IMOGEN. Ay, I said so, sir. |
| 19200 | If you will make 't an action, call witnes... |
| 19201 | CLOTEN. I will inform your father. |
| 19202 | IMOGEN. Your mother too. |
| 19203 | She's my good lady and will conceive, I hope, |
| 19204 | But the worst of me. So I leave you, sir, |
| 19205 | To th' worst of discontent. ... |
| 19206 | CLOTEN. I'll be reveng'd. |
| 19207 | 'His mean'st garment'! Well. ... |
| 19208 | SCENE IV. |
| 19209 | Rome. PHILARIO'S house |
| 19210 | Enter POSTHUMUS and PHILARIO |
| 19211 | POSTHUMUS. Fear it not, sir; I would I were ... |
| 19212 | To win the King as I am bold her honour |
| 19213 | Will remain hers. |
| 19214 | PHILARIO. What means do you make to him? |
| 19215 | POSTHUMUS. Not any; but abide the change of ... |
| 19216 | Quake in the present winter's state, and wish |
| 19217 | That warmer days would come. In these fear... |
| 19218 | I barely gratify your love; they failing, |
| 19219 | I must die much your debtor. |
| 19220 | PHILARIO. Your very goodness and your company |
| 19221 | O'erpays all I can do. By this your king |
| 19222 | Hath heard of great Augustus. Caius Lucius |
| 19223 | Will do's commission throughly; and I think |
| 19224 | He'll grant the tribute, send th' arrearages, |
| 19225 | Or look upon our Romans, whose remembrance |
| 19226 | Is yet fresh in their grief. |
| 19227 | POSTHUMUS. I do believe |
| 19228 | Statist though I am none, nor like to be, |
| 19229 | That this will prove a war; and you shall ... |
| 19230 | The legions now in Gallia sooner landed |
| 19231 | In our not-fearing Britain than have tidings |
| 19232 | Of any penny tribute paid. Our countrymen |
| 19233 | Are men more order'd than when Julius Caesar |
| 19234 | Smil'd at their lack of skill, but found t... |
| 19235 | Worthy his frowning at. Their discipline, |
| 19236 | Now mingled with their courages, will make... |
| 19237 | To their approvers they are people such |
| 19238 | That mend upon the world. |
| 19239 | Enter IACHIMO |
| 19240 | PHILARIO. See! Iachimo! |
| 19241 | POSTHUMUS. The swiftest harts have posted yo... |
| 19242 | And winds of all the comers kiss'd your sa... |
| 19243 | To make your vessel nimble. |
| 19244 | PHILARIO. Welcome, sir. |
| 19245 | POSTHUMUS. I hope the briefness of your answ... |
| 19246 | The speediness of your return. |
| 19247 | IACHIMO. Your lady |
| 19248 | Is one of the fairest that I have look'd u... |
| 19249 | POSTHUMUS. And therewithal the best; or let ... |
| 19250 | Look through a casement to allure false he... |
| 19251 | And be false with them. |
| 19252 | IACHIMO. Here are letters for you. |
| 19253 | POSTHUMUS. Their tenour good, I trust. |
| 19254 | IACHIMO. 'Tis very like. |
| 19255 | PHILARIO. Was Caius Lucius in the Britain court |
| 19256 | When you were there? |
| 19257 | IACHIMO. He was expected then, |
| 19258 | But not approach'd. |
| 19259 | POSTHUMUS. All is well yet. |
| 19260 | Sparkles this stone as it was wont, or is'... |
| 19261 | Too dull for your good wearing? |
| 19262 | IACHIMO. If I have lost it, |
| 19263 | I should have lost the worth of it in gold. |
| 19264 | I'll make a journey twice as far t' enjoy |
| 19265 | A second night of such sweet shortness whi... |
| 19266 | Was mine in Britain; for the ring is won. |
| 19267 | POSTHUMUS. The stone's too hard to come by. |
| 19268 | IACHIMO. Not a whit, |
| 19269 | Your lady being so easy. |
| 19270 | POSTHUMUS. Make not, sir, |
| 19271 | Your loss your sport. I hope you know that we |
| 19272 | Must not continue friends. |
| 19273 | IACHIMO. Good sir, we must, |
| 19274 | If you keep covenant. Had I not brought |
| 19275 | The knowledge of your mistress home, I grant |
| 19276 | We were to question farther; but I now |
| 19277 | Profess myself the winner of her honour, |
| 19278 | Together with your ring; and not the wronger |
| 19279 | Of her or you, having proceeded but |
| 19280 | By both your wills. |
| 19281 | POSTHUMUS. If you can make't apparent |
| 19282 | That you have tasted her in bed, my hand |
| 19283 | And ring is yours. If not, the foul opinion |
| 19284 | You had of her pure honour gains or loses |
| 19285 | Your sword or mine, or masterless leaves b... |
| 19286 | To who shall find them. |
| 19287 | IACHIMO. Sir, my circumstances, |
| 19288 | Being so near the truth as I will make them, |
| 19289 | Must first induce you to believe- whose st... |
| 19290 | I will confirm with oath; which I doubt not |
| 19291 | You'll give me leave to spare when you sha... |
| 19292 | You need it not. |
| 19293 | POSTHUMUS. Proceed. |
| 19294 | IACHIMO. First, her bedchamber, |
| 19295 | Where I confess I slept not, but profess |
| 19296 | Had that was well worth watching-it was ha... |
| 19297 | With tapestry of silk and silver; the story, |
| 19298 | Proud Cleopatra when she met her Roman |
| 19299 | And Cydnus swell'd above the banks, or for |
| 19300 | The press of boats or pride. A piece of work |
| 19301 | So bravely done, so rich, that it did strive |
| 19302 | In workmanship and value; which I wonder'd |
| 19303 | Could be so rarely and exactly wrought, |
| 19304 | Since the true life on't was- |
| 19305 | POSTHUMUS. This is true; |
| 19306 | And this you might have heard of here, by me |
| 19307 | Or by some other. |
| 19308 | IACHIMO. More particulars |
| 19309 | Must justify my knowledge. |
| 19310 | POSTHUMUS. So they must, |
| 19311 | Or do your honour injury. |
| 19312 | IACHIMO. The chimney |
| 19313 | Is south the chamber, and the chimneypiece |
| 19314 | Chaste Dian bathing. Never saw I figures |
| 19315 | So likely to report themselves. The cutter |
| 19316 | Was as another nature, dumb; outwent her, |
| 19317 | Motion and breath left out. |
| 19318 | POSTHUMUS. This is a thing |
| 19319 | Which you might from relation likewise reap, |
| 19320 | Being, as it is, much spoke of. |
| 19321 | IACHIMO. The roof o' th' chamber |
| 19322 | With golden cherubins is fretted; her andi... |
| 19323 | I had forgot them- were two winking Cupids |
| 19324 | Of silver, each on one foot standing, nicely |
| 19325 | Depending on their brands. |
| 19326 | POSTHUMUS. This is her honour! |
| 19327 | Let it be granted you have seen all this, ... |
| 19328 | Be given to your remembrance; the description |
| 19329 | Of what is in her chamber nothing saves |
| 19330 | The wager you have laid. |
| 19331 | IACHIMO. Then, if you can, [S... |
| 19332 | Be pale. I beg but leave to air this jewel... |
| 19333 | And now 'tis up again. It must be married |
| 19334 | To that your diamond; I'll keep them. |
| 19335 | POSTHUMUS. Jove! |
| 19336 | Once more let me behold it. Is it that |
| 19337 | Which I left with her? |
| 19338 | IACHIMO. Sir- I thank her- that. |
| 19339 | She stripp'd it from her arm; I see her yet; |
| 19340 | Her pretty action did outsell her gift, |
| 19341 | And yet enrich'd it too. She gave it me, a... |
| 19342 | She priz'd it once. |
| 19343 | POSTHUMUS. May be she pluck'd it of |
| 19344 | To send it me. |
| 19345 | IACHIMO. She writes so to you, doth she? |
| 19346 | POSTHUMUS. O, no, no, no! 'tis true. Here, t... |
| 19347 | ... |
| 19348 | It is a basilisk unto mine eye, |
| 19349 | Kills me to look on't. Let there be no honour |
| 19350 | Where there is beauty; truth where semblan... |
| 19351 | Where there's another man. The vows of women |
| 19352 | Of no more bondage be to where they are made |
| 19353 | Than they are to their virtues, which is n... |
| 19354 | O, above measure false! |
| 19355 | PHILARIO. Have patience, sir, |
| 19356 | And take your ring again; 'tis not yet won. |
| 19357 | It may be probable she lost it, or |
| 19358 | Who knows if one her women, being corrupted |
| 19359 | Hath stol'n it from her? |
| 19360 | POSTHUMUS. Very true; |
| 19361 | And so I hope he came by't. Back my ring. |
| 19362 | Render to me some corporal sign about her, |
| 19363 | More evident than this; for this was stol'n. |
| 19364 | IACHIMO. By Jupiter, I had it from her arm! |
| 19365 | POSTHUMUS. Hark you, he swears; by Jupiter h... |
| 19366 | 'Tis true- nay, keep the ring, 'tis true. ... |
| 19367 | She would not lose it. Her attendants are |
| 19368 | All sworn and honourable- they induc'd to ... |
| 19369 | And by a stranger! No, he hath enjoy'd her. |
| 19370 | The cognizance of her incontinency |
| 19371 | Is this: she hath bought the name of whore... |
| 19372 | There, take thy hire; and all the fiends o... |
| 19373 | Divide themselves between you! |
| 19374 | PHILARIO. Sir, be patient; |
| 19375 | This is not strong enough to be believ'd |
| 19376 | Of one persuaded well of. |
| 19377 | POSTHUMUS. Never talk on't; |
| 19378 | She hath been colted by him. |
| 19379 | IACHIMO. If you seek |
| 19380 | For further satisfying, under her breast- |
| 19381 | Worthy the pressing- lies a mole, right proud |
| 19382 | Of that most delicate lodging. By my life, |
| 19383 | I kiss'd it; and it gave me present hunger |
| 19384 | To feed again, though full. You do remember |
| 19385 | This stain upon her? |
| 19386 | POSTHUMUS. Ay, and it doth confirm |
| 19387 | Another stain, as big as hell can hold, |
| 19388 | Were there no more but it. |
| 19389 | IACHIMO. Will you hear more? |
| 19390 | POSTHUMUS. Spare your arithmetic; never coun... |
| 19391 | Once, and a million! |
| 19392 | IACHIMO. I'll be sworn- |
| 19393 | POSTHUMUS. No swearing. |
| 19394 | If you will swear you have not done't, you... |
| 19395 | And I will kill thee if thou dost deny |
| 19396 | Thou'st made me cuckold. |
| 19397 | IACHIMO. I'll deny nothing. |
| 19398 | POSTHUMUS. O that I had her here to tear her... |
| 19399 | I will go there and do't, i' th' court, be... |
| 19400 | Her father. I'll do something- ... |
| 19401 | PHILARIO. Quite besides |
| 19402 | The government of patience! You have won. |
| 19403 | Let's follow him and pervert the present w... |
| 19404 | He hath against himself. |
| 19405 | IACHIMO. With all my heart. ... |
| 19406 | SCENE V. |
| 19407 | Rome. Another room in PHILARIO'S house |
| 19408 | Enter POSTHUMUS |
| 19409 | POSTHUMUS. Is there no way for men to be, bu... |
| 19410 | Must be half-workers? We are all bastards, |
| 19411 | And that most venerable man which I |
| 19412 | Did call my father was I know not where |
| 19413 | When I was stamp'd. Some coiner with his t... |
| 19414 | Made me a counterfeit; yet my mother seem'd |
| 19415 | The Dian of that time. So doth my wife |
| 19416 | The nonpareil of this. O, vengeance, venge... |
| 19417 | Me of my lawful pleasure she restrain'd, |
| 19418 | And pray'd me oft forbearance; did it with |
| 19419 | A pudency so rosy, the sweet view on't |
| 19420 | Might well have warm'd old Saturn; that I ... |
| 19421 | As chaste as unsunn'd snow. O, all the dev... |
| 19422 | This yellow Iachimo in an hour- was't not? |
| 19423 | Or less!- at first? Perchance he spoke not... |
| 19424 | Like a full-acorn'd boar, a German one, |
| 19425 | Cried 'O!' and mounted; found no opposition |
| 19426 | But what he look'd for should oppose and she |
| 19427 | Should from encounter guard. Could I find out |
| 19428 | The woman's part in me! For there's no motion |
| 19429 | That tends to vice in man but I affirm |
| 19430 | It is the woman's part. Be it lying, note it, |
| 19431 | The woman's; flattering, hers; deceiving, ... |
| 19432 | Lust and rank thoughts, hers, hers; reveng... |
| 19433 | Ambitions, covetings, change of prides, di... |
| 19434 | Nice longing, slanders, mutability, |
| 19435 | All faults that man may name, nay, that he... |
| 19436 | Why, hers, in part or all; but rather all; |
| 19437 | For even to vice |
| 19438 | They are not constant, but are changing still |
| 19439 | One vice but of a minute old for one |
| 19440 | Not half so old as that. I'll write agains... |
| 19441 | Detest them, curse them. Yet 'tis greater ... |
| 19442 | In a true hate to pray they have their will: |
| 19443 | The very devils cannot plague them better.... |
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| 19452 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 19453 | Britain. A hall in CYMBELINE'S palace |
| 19454 | Enter in state, CYMBELINE, QUEEN, CLOTEN, and ... |
| 19455 | and at another CAIUS LUCIUS and attendants |
| 19456 | CYMBELINE. Now say, what would Augustus Caes... |
| 19457 | LUCIUS. When Julius Caesar- whose remembranc... |
| 19458 | Lives in men's eyes, and will to ears and ... |
| 19459 | Be theme and hearing ever- was in this Bri... |
| 19460 | And conquer'd it, Cassibelan, thine uncle, |
| 19461 | Famous in Caesar's praises no whit less |
| 19462 | Than in his feats deserving it, for him |
| 19463 | And his succession granted Rome a tribute, |
| 19464 | Yearly three thousand pounds, which by the... |
| 19465 | Is left untender'd. |
| 19466 | QUEEN. And, to kill the marvel, |
| 19467 | Shall be so ever. |
| 19468 | CLOTEN. There be many Caesars |
| 19469 | Ere such another Julius. Britain is |
| 19470 | A world by itself, and we will nothing pay |
| 19471 | For wearing our own noses. |
| 19472 | QUEEN. That opportunity, |
| 19473 | Which then they had to take from 's, to re... |
| 19474 | We have again. Remember, sir, my liege, |
| 19475 | The kings your ancestors, together with |
| 19476 | The natural bravery of your isle, which st... |
| 19477 | As Neptune's park, ribb'd and pal'd in |
| 19478 | With rocks unscalable and roaring waters, |
| 19479 | With sands that will not bear your enemies... |
| 19480 | But suck them up to th' top-mast. A kind o... |
| 19481 | Caesar made here; but made not here his brag |
| 19482 | Of 'came, and saw, and overcame.' With shame- |
| 19483 | The first that ever touch'd him- he was ca... |
| 19484 | From off our coast, twice beaten; and his ... |
| 19485 | Poor ignorant baubles!- on our terrible seas, |
| 19486 | Like egg-shells mov'd upon their surges, c... |
| 19487 | As easily 'gainst our rocks; for joy whereof |
| 19488 | The fam'd Cassibelan, who was once at point- |
| 19489 | O, giglot fortune!- to master Caesar's sword, |
| 19490 | Made Lud's Town with rejoicing fires bright |
| 19491 | And Britons strut with courage. |
| 19492 | CLOTEN. Come, there's no more tribute to be ... |
| 19493 | stronger than it was at that time; and, as... |
| 19494 | moe such Caesars. Other of them may have c... |
| 19495 | owe such straight arms, none. |
| 19496 | CYMBELINE. Son, let your mother end. |
| 19497 | CLOTEN. We have yet many among us can gripe ... |
| 19498 | I do not say I am one; but I have a hand. ... |
| 19499 | we pay tribute? If Caesar can hide the sun... |
| 19500 | or put the moon in his pocket, we will pay... |
| 19501 | else, sir, no more tribute, pray you now. |
| 19502 | CYMBELINE. You must know, |
| 19503 | Till the injurious Romans did extort |
| 19504 | This tribute from us, we were free. Caesar... |
| 19505 | Which swell'd so much that it did almost s... |
| 19506 | The sides o' th' world- against all colour... |
| 19507 | Did put the yoke upon's; which to shake of |
| 19508 | Becomes a warlike people, whom we reckon |
| 19509 | Ourselves to be. |
| 19510 | CLOTEN. We do. |
| 19511 | CYMBELINE. Say then to Caesar, |
| 19512 | Our ancestor was that Mulmutius which |
| 19513 | Ordain'd our laws- whose use the sword of ... |
| 19514 | Hath too much mangled; whose repair and fr... |
| 19515 | Shall, by the power we hold, be our good d... |
| 19516 | Though Rome be therefore angry. Mulmutius ... |
| 19517 | Who was the first of Britain which did put |
| 19518 | His brows within a golden crown, and call'd |
| 19519 | Himself a king. |
| 19520 | LUCIUS. I am sorry, Cymbeline, |
| 19521 | That I am to pronounce Augustus Caesar- |
| 19522 | Caesar, that hath moe kings his servants than |
| 19523 | Thyself domestic officers- thine enemy. |
| 19524 | Receive it from me, then: war and confusion |
| 19525 | In Caesar's name pronounce I 'gainst thee;... |
| 19526 | For fury not to be resisted. Thus defied, |
| 19527 | I thank thee for myself. |
| 19528 | CYMBELINE. Thou art welcome, Caius. |
| 19529 | Thy Caesar knighted me; my youth I spent |
| 19530 | Much under him; of him I gather'd honour, |
| 19531 | Which he to seek of me again, perforce, |
| 19532 | Behoves me keep at utterance. I am perfect |
| 19533 | That the Pannonians and Dalmatians for |
| 19534 | Their liberties are now in arms, a precedent |
| 19535 | Which not to read would show the Britons c... |
| 19536 | So Caesar shall not find them. |
| 19537 | LUCIUS. Let proof speak. |
| 19538 | CLOTEN. His majesty bids you welcome. Make p... |
| 19539 | two, or longer. If you seek us afterwards ... |
| 19540 | shall find us in our salt-water girdle. If... |
| 19541 | it is yours; if you fall in the adventure,... |
| 19542 | the better for you; and there's an end. |
| 19543 | LUCIUS. So, sir. |
| 19544 | CYMBELINE. I know your master's pleasure, an... |
| 19545 | All the remain is, welcome. ... |
| 19546 | SCENE II. |
| 19547 | Britain. Another room in CYMBELINE'S palace |
| 19548 | Enter PISANIO reading of a letter |
| 19549 | PISANIO. How? of adultery? Wherefore write y... |
| 19550 | What monsters her accuse? Leonatus! |
| 19551 | O master, what a strange infection |
| 19552 | Is fall'n into thy ear! What false Italian- |
| 19553 | As poisonous-tongu'd as handed- hath preva... |
| 19554 | On thy too ready hearing? Disloyal? No. |
| 19555 | She's punish'd for her truth, and undergoes, |
| 19556 | More goddess-like than wife-like, such ass... |
| 19557 | As would take in some virtue. O my master! |
| 19558 | Thy mind to her is now as low as were |
| 19559 | Thy fortunes. How? that I should murder her? |
| 19560 | Upon the love, and truth, and vows, which I |
| 19561 | Have made to thy command? I, her? Her blood? |
| 19562 | If it be so to do good service, never |
| 19563 | Let me be counted serviceable. How look I |
| 19564 | That I should seem to lack humanity |
| 19565 | So much as this fact comes to? [Reads] 'Do... |
| 19566 | That I have sent her, by her own command |
| 19567 | Shall give thee opportunity.' O damn'd paper, |
| 19568 | Black as the ink that's on thee! Senseless... |
| 19569 | Art thou a fedary for this act, and look'st |
| 19570 | So virgin-like without? Lo, here she comes. |
| 19571 | Enter IMOGEN |
| 19572 | I am ignorant in what I am commanded. |
| 19573 | IMOGEN. How now, Pisanio! |
| 19574 | PISANIO. Madam, here is a letter from my lord. |
| 19575 | IMOGEN. Who? thy lord? That is my lord- Leon... |
| 19576 | O, learn'd indeed were that astronomer |
| 19577 | That knew the stars as I his characters- |
| 19578 | He'd lay the future open. You good gods, |
| 19579 | Let what is here contain'd relish of love, |
| 19580 | Of my lord's health, of his content; yet not |
| 19581 | That we two are asunder- let that grieve him! |
| 19582 | Some griefs are med'cinable; that is one o... |
| 19583 | For it doth physic love- of his content, |
| 19584 | All but in that. Good wax, thy leave. Bles... |
| 19585 | You bees that make these locks of counsel!... |
| 19586 | And men in dangerous bonds pray not alike; |
| 19587 | Though forfeiters you cast in prison, yet |
| 19588 | You clasp young Cupid's tables. Good news,... |
| 19589 | ... |
| 19590 | 'Justice and your father's wrath, should h... |
| 19591 | dominion, could not be so cruel to me as y... |
| 19592 | creatures, would even renew me with your e... |
| 19593 | am in Cambria, at Milford Haven. What your... |
| 19594 | this advise you, follow. So he wishes you ... |
| 19595 | remains loyal to his vow, and your increas... |
| 19596 | LE... |
| 19597 | O for a horse with wings! Hear'st thou, Pi... |
| 19598 | He is at Milford Haven. Read, and tell me |
| 19599 | How far 'tis thither. If one of mean affairs |
| 19600 | May plod it in a week, why may not I |
| 19601 | Glide thither in a day? Then, true Pisanio- |
| 19602 | Who long'st like me to see thy lord, who l... |
| 19603 | O, let me 'bate!- but not like me, yet lon... |
| 19604 | But in a fainter kind- O, not like me, |
| 19605 | For mine's beyond beyond!-say, and speak t... |
| 19606 | Love's counsellor should fill the bores of... |
| 19607 | To th' smothering of the sense- how far it is |
| 19608 | To this same blessed Milford. And by th' way |
| 19609 | Tell me how Wales was made so happy as |
| 19610 | T' inherit such a haven. But first of all, |
| 19611 | How we may steal from hence; and for the gap |
| 19612 | That we shall make in time from our hence-... |
| 19613 | And our return, to excuse. But first, how ... |
| 19614 | Why should excuse be born or ere begot? |
| 19615 | We'll talk of that hereafter. Prithee speak, |
| 19616 | How many score of miles may we well ride |
| 19617 | 'Twixt hour and hour? |
| 19618 | PISANIO. One score 'twixt sun and sun, |
| 19619 | Madam, 's enough for you, and too much too. |
| 19620 | IMOGEN. Why, one that rode to's execution, man, |
| 19621 | Could never go so slow. I have heard of ri... |
| 19622 | Where horses have been nimbler than the sa... |
| 19623 | That run i' th' clock's behalf. But this i... |
| 19624 | Go bid my woman feign a sickness; say |
| 19625 | She'll home to her father; and provide me ... |
| 19626 | A riding suit, no costlier than would fit |
| 19627 | A franklin's huswife. |
| 19628 | PISANIO. Madam, you're best consider. |
| 19629 | IMOGEN. I see before me, man. Nor here, nor ... |
| 19630 | Nor what ensues, but have a fog in them |
| 19631 | That I cannot look through. Away, I prithee; |
| 19632 | Do as I bid thee. There's no more to say; |
| 19633 | Accessible is none but Milford way. ... |
| 19634 | SCENE III. |
| 19635 | Wales. A mountainous country with a cave |
| 19636 | Enter from the cave BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, and A... |
| 19637 | BELARIUS. A goodly day not to keep house wit... |
| 19638 | Whose roof's as low as ours! Stoop, boys; ... |
| 19639 | Instructs you how t' adore the heavens, an... |
| 19640 | To a morning's holy office. The gates of m... |
| 19641 | Are arch'd so high that giants may jet thr... |
| 19642 | And keep their impious turbans on without |
| 19643 | Good morrow to the sun. Hail, thou fair he... |
| 19644 | We house i' th' rock, yet use thee not so ... |
| 19645 | As prouder livers do. |
| 19646 | GUIDERIUS. Hail, heaven! |
| 19647 | ARVIRAGUS. Hail, heaven! |
| 19648 | BELARIUS. Now for our mountain sport. Up to ... |
| 19649 | Your legs are young; I'll tread these flat... |
| 19650 | When you above perceive me like a crow, |
| 19651 | That it is place which lessens and sets off; |
| 19652 | And you may then revolve what tales I have... |
| 19653 | Of courts, of princes, of the tricks in wa... |
| 19654 | This service is not service so being done, |
| 19655 | But being so allow'd. To apprehend thus |
| 19656 | Draws us a profit from all things we see, |
| 19657 | And often to our comfort shall we find |
| 19658 | The sharded beetle in a safer hold |
| 19659 | Than is the full-wing'd eagle. O, this life |
| 19660 | Is nobler than attending for a check, |
| 19661 | Richer than doing nothing for a bribe, |
| 19662 | Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk: |
| 19663 | Such gain the cap of him that makes him fine, |
| 19664 | Yet keeps his book uncross'd. No life to o... |
| 19665 | GUIDERIUS. Out of your proof you speak. We, ... |
| 19666 | Have never wing'd from view o' th' nest, n... |
| 19667 | What air's from home. Haply this life is b... |
| 19668 | If quiet life be best; sweeter to you |
| 19669 | That have a sharper known; well corresponding |
| 19670 | With your stiff age. But unto us it is |
| 19671 | A cell of ignorance, travelling abed, |
| 19672 | A prison for a debtor that not dares |
| 19673 | To stride a limit. |
| 19674 | ARVIRAGUS. What should we speak of |
| 19675 | When we are old as you? When we shall hear |
| 19676 | The rain and wind beat dark December, how, |
| 19677 | In this our pinching cave, shall we discou... |
| 19678 | The freezing hours away? We have seen noth... |
| 19679 | We are beastly: subtle as the fox for prey, |
| 19680 | Like warlike as the wolf for what we eat. |
| 19681 | Our valour is to chase what flies; our cage |
| 19682 | We make a choir, as doth the prison'd bird, |
| 19683 | And sing our bondage freely. |
| 19684 | BELARIUS. How you speak! |
| 19685 | Did you but know the city's usuries, |
| 19686 | And felt them knowingly- the art o' th' co... |
| 19687 | As hard to leave as keep, whose top to climb |
| 19688 | Is certain falling, or so slipp'ry that |
| 19689 | The fear's as bad as falling; the toil o' ... |
| 19690 | A pain that only seems to seek out danger |
| 19691 | I' th'name of fame and honour, which dies ... |
| 19692 | And hath as oft a sland'rous epitaph |
| 19693 | As record of fair act; nay, many times, |
| 19694 | Doth ill deserve by doing well; what's worse- |
| 19695 | Must curtsy at the censure. O, boys, this ... |
| 19696 | The world may read in me; my body's mark'd |
| 19697 | With Roman swords, and my report was once |
| 19698 | first with the best of note. Cymbeline lov... |
| 19699 | And when a soldier was the theme, my name |
| 19700 | Was not far off. Then was I as a tree |
| 19701 | Whose boughs did bend with fruit; but in o... |
| 19702 | A storm, or robbery, call it what you will, |
| 19703 | Shook down my mellow hangings, nay, my lea... |
| 19704 | And left me bare to weather. |
| 19705 | GUIDERIUS. Uncertain favour! |
| 19706 | BELARIUS. My fault being nothing- as I have ... |
| 19707 | But that two villains, whose false oaths p... |
| 19708 | Before my perfect honour, swore to Cymbeline |
| 19709 | I was confederate with the Romans. So |
| 19710 | Follow'd my banishment, and this twenty years |
| 19711 | This rock and these demesnes have been my ... |
| 19712 | Where I have liv'd at honest freedom, paid |
| 19713 | More pious debts to heaven than in all |
| 19714 | The fore-end of my time. But up to th' mou... |
| 19715 | This is not hunters' language. He that str... |
| 19716 | The venison first shall be the lord o' th'... |
| 19717 | To him the other two shall minister; |
| 19718 | And we will fear no poison, which attends |
| 19719 | In place of greater state. I'll meet you i... |
| 19720 | Exeunt GUIDE... |
| 19721 | How hard it is to hide the sparks of nature! |
| 19722 | These boys know little they are sons to th... |
| 19723 | Nor Cymbeline dreams that they are alive. |
| 19724 | They think they are mine; and though train... |
| 19725 | I' th' cave wherein they bow, their though... |
| 19726 | The roofs of palaces, and nature prompts them |
| 19727 | In simple and low things to prince it much |
| 19728 | Beyond the trick of others. This Polydore, |
| 19729 | The heir of Cymbeline and Britain, who |
| 19730 | The King his father call'd Guiderius- Jove! |
| 19731 | When on my three-foot stool I sit and tell |
| 19732 | The warlike feats I have done, his spirits... |
| 19733 | Into my story; say 'Thus mine enemy fell, |
| 19734 | And thus I set my foot on's neck'; even then |
| 19735 | The princely blood flows in his cheek, he ... |
| 19736 | Strains his young nerves, and puts himself... |
| 19737 | That acts my words. The younger brother, C... |
| 19738 | Once Arviragus, in as like a figure |
| 19739 | Strikes life into my speech, and shows muc... |
| 19740 | His own conceiving. Hark, the game is rous'd! |
| 19741 | O Cymbeline, heaven and my conscience knows |
| 19742 | Thou didst unjustly banish me! Whereon, |
| 19743 | At three and two years old, I stole these ... |
| 19744 | Thinking to bar thee of succession as |
| 19745 | Thou refts me of my lands. Euriphile, |
| 19746 | Thou wast their nurse; they took thee for ... |
| 19747 | And every day do honour to her grave. |
| 19748 | Myself, Belarius, that am Morgan call'd, |
| 19749 | They take for natural father. The game is ... |
| 19750 | SCENE IV. |
| 19751 | Wales, near Milford Haven |
| 19752 | Enter PISANIO and IMOGEN |
| 19753 | IMOGEN. Thou told'st me, when we came from h... |
| 19754 | Was near at hand. Ne'er long'd my mother so |
| 19755 | To see me first as I have now. Pisanio! Man! |
| 19756 | Where is Posthumus? What is in thy mind |
| 19757 | That makes thee stare thus? Wherefore brea... |
| 19758 | From th' inward of thee? One but painted thus |
| 19759 | Would be interpreted a thing perplex'd |
| 19760 | Beyond self-explication. Put thyself |
| 19761 | Into a haviour of less fear, ere wildness |
| 19762 | Vanquish my staider senses. What's the mat... |
| 19763 | Why tender'st thou that paper to me with |
| 19764 | A look untender! If't be summer news, |
| 19765 | Smile to't before; if winterly, thou need'st |
| 19766 | But keep that count'nance still. My husban... |
| 19767 | That drug-damn'd Italy hath out-craftied him, |
| 19768 | And he's at some hard point. Speak, man; t... |
| 19769 | May take off some extremity, which to read |
| 19770 | Would be even mortal to me. |
| 19771 | PISANIO. Please you read, |
| 19772 | And you shall find me, wretched man, a thing |
| 19773 | The most disdain'd of fortune. |
| 19774 | IMOGEN. [Reads] 'Thy mistress, Pisanio, hath... |
| 19775 | my bed, the testimonies whereof lie bleedi... |
| 19776 | out of weak surmises, but from proof as st... |
| 19777 | certain as I expect my revenge. That part ... |
| 19778 | for me, if thy faith be not tainted with t... |
| 19779 | thine own hands take away her life; I shal... |
| 19780 | at Milford Haven; she hath my letter for t... |
| 19781 | thou fear to strike, and to make me certai... |
| 19782 | the pander to her dishonour, and equally t... |
| 19783 | PISANIO. What shall I need to draw my sword?... |
| 19784 | Hath cut her throat already. No, 'tis slan... |
| 19785 | Whose edge is sharper than the sword, whos... |
| 19786 | Outvenoms all the worms of Nile, whose breath |
| 19787 | Rides on the posting winds and doth belie |
| 19788 | All corners of the world. Kings, queens, a... |
| 19789 | Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the gr... |
| 19790 | This viperous slander enters. What cheer, ... |
| 19791 | IMOGEN. False to his bed? What is it to be f... |
| 19792 | To lie in watch there, and to think on him? |
| 19793 | To weep twixt clock and clock? If sleep ch... |
| 19794 | To break it with a fearful dream of him, |
| 19795 | And cry myself awake? That's false to's bed, |
| 19796 | Is it? |
| 19797 | PISANIO. Alas, good lady! |
| 19798 | IMOGEN. I false! Thy conscience witness! Iac... |
| 19799 | Thou didst accuse him of incontinency; |
| 19800 | Thou then look'dst like a villain; now, me... |
| 19801 | Thy favour's good enough. Some jay of Italy, |
| 19802 | Whose mother was her painting, hath betray... |
| 19803 | Poor I am stale, a garment out of fashion, |
| 19804 | And for I am richer than to hang by th' walls |
| 19805 | I must be ripp'd. To pieces with me! O, |
| 19806 | Men's vows are women's traitors! All good ... |
| 19807 | By thy revolt, O husband, shall be thought |
| 19808 | Put on for villainy; not born where't grows, |
| 19809 | But worn a bait for ladies. |
| 19810 | PISANIO. Good madam, hear me. |
| 19811 | IMOGEN. True honest men being heard, like fa... |
| 19812 | Were, in his time, thought false; and Sino... |
| 19813 | Did scandal many a holy tear, took pity |
| 19814 | From most true wretchedness. So thou, Post... |
| 19815 | Wilt lay the leaven on all proper men: |
| 19816 | Goodly and gallant shall be false and perj... |
| 19817 | From thy great fail. Come, fellow, be thou... |
| 19818 | Do thou thy master's bidding; when thou se... |
| 19819 | A little witness my obedience. Look! |
| 19820 | I draw the sword myself; take it, and hit |
| 19821 | The innocent mansion of my love, my heart. |
| 19822 | Fear not; 'tis empty of all things but grief; |
| 19823 | Thy master is not there, who was indeed |
| 19824 | The riches of it. Do his bidding; strike. |
| 19825 | Thou mayst be valiant in a better cause, |
| 19826 | But now thou seem'st a coward. |
| 19827 | PISANIO. Hence, vile instrument! |
| 19828 | Thou shalt not damn my hand. |
| 19829 | IMOGEN. Why, I must die; |
| 19830 | And if I do not by thy hand, thou art |
| 19831 | No servant of thy master's. Against self-s... |
| 19832 | There is a prohibition so divine |
| 19833 | That cravens my weak hand. Come, here's my... |
| 19834 | Something's afore't. Soft, soft! we'll no ... |
| 19835 | Obedient as the scabbard. What is here? |
| 19836 | The scriptures of the loyal Leonatus |
| 19837 | All turn'd to heresy? Away, away, |
| 19838 | Corrupters of my faith! you shall no more |
| 19839 | Be stomachers to my heart. Thus may poor f... |
| 19840 | Believe false teachers; though those that ... |
| 19841 | Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor |
| 19842 | Stands in worse case of woe. And thou, Pos... |
| 19843 | That didst set up my disobedience 'gainst ... |
| 19844 | My father, and make me put into contempt t... |
| 19845 | Of princely fellows, shalt hereafter find |
| 19846 | It is no act of common passage but |
| 19847 | A strain of rareness; and I grieve myself |
| 19848 | To think, when thou shalt be disedg'd by her |
| 19849 | That now thou tirest on, how thy memory |
| 19850 | Will then be pang'd by me. Prithee dispatch. |
| 19851 | The lamp entreats the butcher. Where's thy... |
| 19852 | Thou art too slow to do thy master's bidding, |
| 19853 | When I desire it too. |
| 19854 | PISANIO. O gracious lady, |
| 19855 | Since I receiv'd command to do this busines |
| 19856 | I have not slept one wink. |
| 19857 | IMOGEN. Do't, and to bed then. |
| 19858 | PISANIO. I'll wake mine eyeballs first. |
| 19859 | IMOGEN. Wherefore then |
| 19860 | Didst undertake it? Why hast thou abus'd |
| 19861 | So many miles with a pretence? This place? |
| 19862 | Mine action and thine own? our horses' lab... |
| 19863 | The time inviting thee? the perturb'd court, |
| 19864 | For my being absent?- whereunto I never |
| 19865 | Purpose return. Why hast thou gone so far |
| 19866 | To be unbent when thou hast ta'en thy stand, |
| 19867 | Th' elected deer before thee? |
| 19868 | PISANIO. But to win time |
| 19869 | To lose so bad employment, in the which |
| 19870 | I have consider'd of a course. Good lady, |
| 19871 | Hear me with patience. |
| 19872 | IMOGEN. Talk thy tongue weary- speak. |
| 19873 | I have heard I am a strumpet, and mine ear, |
| 19874 | Therein false struck, can take no greater ... |
| 19875 | Nor tent to bottom that. But speak. |
| 19876 | PISANIO. Then, madam, |
| 19877 | I thought you would not back again. |
| 19878 | IMOGEN. Most like- |
| 19879 | Bringing me here to kill me. |
| 19880 | PISANIO. Not so, neither; |
| 19881 | But if I were as wise as honest, then |
| 19882 | My purpose would prove well. It cannot be |
| 19883 | But that my master is abus'd. Some villain, |
| 19884 | Ay, and singular in his art, hath done you... |
| 19885 | This cursed injury. |
| 19886 | IMOGEN. Some Roman courtezan! |
| 19887 | PISANIO. No, on my life! |
| 19888 | I'll give but notice you are dead, and sen... |
| 19889 | Some bloody sign of it, for 'tis commanded |
| 19890 | I should do so. You shall be miss'd at court, |
| 19891 | And that will well confirm it. |
| 19892 | IMOGEN. Why, good fellow, |
| 19893 | What shall I do the while? where bide? how... |
| 19894 | Or in my life what comfort, when I am |
| 19895 | Dead to my husband? |
| 19896 | PISANIO. If you'll back to th' court- |
| 19897 | IMOGEN. No court, no father, nor no more ado |
| 19898 | With that harsh, noble, simple nothing- |
| 19899 | That Cloten, whose love-suit hath been to me |
| 19900 | As fearful as a siege. |
| 19901 | PISANIO. If not at court, |
| 19902 | Then not in Britain must you bide. |
| 19903 | IMOGEN. Where then? |
| 19904 | Hath Britain all the sun that shines? Day,... |
| 19905 | Are they not but in Britain? I' th' world'... |
| 19906 | Our Britain seems as of it, but not in't; |
| 19907 | In a great pool a swan's nest. Prithee think |
| 19908 | There's livers out of Britain. |
| 19909 | PISANIO. I am most glad |
| 19910 | You think of other place. Th' ambassador, |
| 19911 | LUCIUS the Roman, comes to Milford Haven |
| 19912 | To-morrow. Now, if you could wear a mind |
| 19913 | Dark as your fortune is, and but disguise |
| 19914 | That which t' appear itself must not yet be |
| 19915 | But by self-danger, you should tread a course |
| 19916 | Pretty and full of view; yea, happily, near |
| 19917 | The residence of Posthumus; so nigh, at le... |
| 19918 | That though his actions were not visible, yet |
| 19919 | Report should render him hourly to your ear |
| 19920 | As truly as he moves. |
| 19921 | IMOGEN. O! for such means, |
| 19922 | Though peril to my modesty, not death on't, |
| 19923 | I would adventure. |
| 19924 | PISANIO. Well then, here's the point: |
| 19925 | You must forget to be a woman; change |
| 19926 | Command into obedience; fear and niceness- |
| 19927 | The handmaids of all women, or, more truly, |
| 19928 | Woman it pretty self- into a waggish courage; |
| 19929 | Ready in gibes, quick-answer'd, saucy, and |
| 19930 | As quarrelous as the weasel. Nay, you must |
| 19931 | Forget that rarest treasure of your cheek, |
| 19932 | Exposing it- but, O, the harder heart! |
| 19933 | Alack, no remedy!- to the greedy touch |
| 19934 | Of common-kissing Titan, and forget |
| 19935 | Your laboursome and dainty trims wherein |
| 19936 | You made great Juno angry. |
| 19937 | IMOGEN. Nay, be brief; |
| 19938 | I see into thy end, and am almost |
| 19939 | A man already. |
| 19940 | PISANIO. First, make yourself but like one. |
| 19941 | Fore-thinking this, I have already fit- |
| 19942 | 'Tis in my cloak-bag- doublet, hat, hose, all |
| 19943 | That answer to them. Would you, in their s... |
| 19944 | And with what imitation you can borrow |
| 19945 | From youth of such a season, fore noble Lu... |
| 19946 | Present yourself, desire his service, tell... |
| 19947 | Wherein you're happy- which will make him ... |
| 19948 | If that his head have ear in music; doubtless |
| 19949 | With joy he will embrace you; for he's hon... |
| 19950 | And, doubling that, most holy. Your means ... |
| 19951 | You have me, rich; and I will never fail |
| 19952 | Beginning nor supplyment. |
| 19953 | IMOGEN. Thou art all the comfort |
| 19954 | The gods will diet me with. Prithee away! |
| 19955 | There's more to be consider'd; but we'll even |
| 19956 | All that good time will give us. This attempt |
| 19957 | I am soldier to, and will abide it with |
| 19958 | A prince's courage. Away, I prithee. |
| 19959 | PISANIO. Well, madam, we must take a short f... |
| 19960 | Lest, being miss'd, I be suspected of |
| 19961 | Your carriage from the court. My noble mis... |
| 19962 | Here is a box; I had it from the Queen. |
| 19963 | What's in't is precious. If you are sick a... |
| 19964 | Or stomach-qualm'd at land, a dram of this |
| 19965 | Will drive away distemper. To some shade, |
| 19966 | And fit you to your manhood. May the gods |
| 19967 | Direct you to the best! |
| 19968 | IMOGEN. Amen. I thank thee. ... |
| 19969 | SCENE V. |
| 19970 | Britain. CYMBELINE'S palace |
| 19971 | Enter CYMBELINE, QUEEN, CLOTEN, LUCIUS, and LORDS |
| 19972 | CYMBELINE. Thus far; and so farewell. |
| 19973 | LUCIUS. Thanks, royal sir. |
| 19974 | My emperor hath wrote; I must from hence, |
| 19975 | And am right sorry that I must report ye |
| 19976 | My master's enemy. |
| 19977 | CYMBELINE. Our subjects, sir, |
| 19978 | Will not endure his yoke; and for ourself |
| 19979 | To show less sovereignty than they, must n... |
| 19980 | Appear unkinglike. |
| 19981 | LUCIUS. So, sir. I desire of you |
| 19982 | A conduct overland to Milford Haven. |
| 19983 | Madam, all joy befall your Grace, and you! |
| 19984 | CYMBELINE. My lords, you are appointed for t... |
| 19985 | The due of honour in no point omit. |
| 19986 | So farewell, noble Lucius. |
| 19987 | LUCIUS. Your hand, my lord. |
| 19988 | CLOTEN. Receive it friendly; but from this t... |
| 19989 | I wear it as your enemy. |
| 19990 | LUCIUS. Sir, the event |
| 19991 | Is yet to name the winner. Fare you well. |
| 19992 | CYMBELINE. Leave not the worthy Lucius, good... |
| 19993 | Till he have cross'd the Severn. Happiness! |
| 19994 | Exeun... |
| 19995 | QUEEN. He goes hence frowning; but it honour... |
| 19996 | That we have given him cause. |
| 19997 | CLOTEN. 'Tis all the better; |
| 19998 | Your valiant Britons have their wishes in it. |
| 19999 | CYMBELINE. Lucius hath wrote already to the ... |
| 20000 | How it goes here. It fits us therefore ripely |
| 20001 | Our chariots and our horsemen be in readin... |
| 20002 | The pow'rs that he already hath in Gallia |
| 20003 | Will soon be drawn to head, from whence he... |
| 20004 | His war for Britain. |
| 20005 | QUEEN. 'Tis not sleepy business, |
| 20006 | But must be look'd to speedily and strongly. |
| 20007 | CYMBELINE. Our expectation that it would be ... |
| 20008 | Hath made us forward. But, my gentle queen, |
| 20009 | Where is our daughter? She hath not appear'd |
| 20010 | Before the Roman, nor to us hath tender'd |
| 20011 | The duty of the day. She looks us like |
| 20012 | A thing more made of malice than of duty; |
| 20013 | We have noted it. Call her before us, for |
| 20014 | We have been too slight in sufferance. ... |
| 20015 | QUEEN. Royal sir, |
| 20016 | Since the exile of Posthumus, most retir'd |
| 20017 | Hath her life been; the cure whereof, my l... |
| 20018 | 'Tis time must do. Beseech your Majesty, |
| 20019 | Forbear sharp speeches to her; she's a lady |
| 20020 | So tender of rebukes that words are strokes, |
| 20021 | And strokes death to her. |
| 20022 | Re-enter MESSENGER |
| 20023 | CYMBELINE. Where is she, sir? How |
| 20024 | Can her contempt be answer'd? |
| 20025 | MESSENGER. Please you, sir, |
| 20026 | Her chambers are all lock'd, and there's n... |
| 20027 | That will be given to th' loud of noise we... |
| 20028 | QUEEN. My lord, when last I went to visit her, |
| 20029 | She pray'd me to excuse her keeping close; |
| 20030 | Whereto constrain'd by her infirmity |
| 20031 | She should that duty leave unpaid to you |
| 20032 | Which daily she was bound to proffer. This |
| 20033 | She wish'd me to make known; but our great... |
| 20034 | Made me to blame in memory. |
| 20035 | CYMBELINE. Her doors lock'd? |
| 20036 | Not seen of late? Grant, heavens, that whi... |
| 20037 | Prove false! ... |
| 20038 | QUEEN. Son, I say, follow the King. |
| 20039 | CLOTEN. That man of hers, Pisanio, her old s... |
| 20040 | I have not seen these two days. |
| 20041 | QUEEN. Go, look after. ... |
| 20042 | Pisanio, thou that stand'st so for Posthumus! |
| 20043 | He hath a drug of mine. I pray his absence |
| 20044 | Proceed by swallowing that; for he believes |
| 20045 | It is a thing most precious. But for her, |
| 20046 | Where is she gone? Haply despair hath seiz... |
| 20047 | Or, wing'd with fervour of her love, she's... |
| 20048 | To her desir'd Posthumus. Gone she is |
| 20049 | To death or to dishonour, and my end |
| 20050 | Can make good use of either. She being down, |
| 20051 | I have the placing of the British crown. |
| 20052 | Re-enter CLOTEN |
| 20053 | How now, my son? |
| 20054 | CLOTEN. 'Tis certain she is fled. |
| 20055 | Go in and cheer the King. He rages; none |
| 20056 | Dare come about him. |
| 20057 | QUEEN. All the better. May |
| 20058 | This night forestall him of the coming day... |
| 20059 | CLOTEN. I love and hate her; for she's fair ... |
| 20060 | And that she hath all courtly parts more e... |
| 20061 | Than lady, ladies, woman. From every one |
| 20062 | The best she hath, and she, of all compoun... |
| 20063 | Outsells them all. I love her therefore; but |
| 20064 | Disdaining me and throwing favours on |
| 20065 | The low Posthumus slanders so her judgment |
| 20066 | That what's else rare is chok'd; and in th... |
| 20067 | I will conclude to hate her, nay, indeed, |
| 20068 | To be reveng'd upon her. For when fools |
| 20069 | Shall- |
| 20070 | Enter PISANIO |
| 20071 | Who is here? What, are you packing, sirrah? |
| 20072 | Come hither. Ah, you precious pander! Vill... |
| 20073 | Where is thy lady? In a word, or else |
| 20074 | Thou art straightway with the fiends. |
| 20075 | PISANIO. O good my lord! |
| 20076 | CLOTEN. Where is thy lady? or, by Jupiter- |
| 20077 | I will not ask again. Close villain, |
| 20078 | I'll have this secret from thy heart, or rip |
| 20079 | Thy heart to find it. Is she with Posthumus? |
| 20080 | From whose so many weights of baseness cannot |
| 20081 | A dram of worth be drawn. |
| 20082 | PISANIO. Alas, my lord, |
| 20083 | How can she be with him? When was she miss'd? |
| 20084 | He is in Rome. |
| 20085 | CLOTEN. Where is she, sir? Come nearer. |
| 20086 | No farther halting! Satisfy me home |
| 20087 | What is become of her. |
| 20088 | PISANIO. O my all-worthy lord! |
| 20089 | CLOTEN. All-worthy villain! |
| 20090 | Discover where thy mistress is at once, |
| 20091 | At the next word. No more of 'worthy lord'! |
| 20092 | Speak, or thy silence on the instant is |
| 20093 | Thy condemnation and thy death. |
| 20094 | PISANIO. Then, sir, |
| 20095 | This paper is the history of my knowledge |
| 20096 | Touching her flight. [Pr... |
| 20097 | CLOTEN. Let's see't. I will pursue her |
| 20098 | Even to Augustus' throne. |
| 20099 | PISANIO. [Aside] Or this or perish. |
| 20100 | She's far enough; and what he learns by this |
| 20101 | May prove his travel, not her danger. |
| 20102 | CLOTEN. Humh! |
| 20103 | PISANIO. [Aside] I'll write to my lord she's... |
| 20104 | Safe mayst thou wander, safe return again! |
| 20105 | CLOTEN. Sirrah, is this letter true? |
| 20106 | PISANIO. Sir, as I think. |
| 20107 | CLOTEN. It is Posthumus' hand; I know't. Sir... |
| 20108 | not be a villain, but do me true service, ... |
| 20109 | employments wherein I should have cause to... |
| 20110 | serious industry- that is, what villainy s... |
| 20111 | perform it directly and truly- I would thi... |
| 20112 | thou shouldst neither want my means for th... |
| 20113 | for thy preferment. |
| 20114 | PISANIO. Well, my good lord. |
| 20115 | CLOTEN. Wilt thou serve me? For since patien... |
| 20116 | hast stuck to the bare fortune of that beg... |
| 20117 | canst not, in the course of gratitude, but... |
| 20118 | of mine. Wilt thou serve me? |
| 20119 | PISANIO. Sir, I will. |
| 20120 | CLOTEN. Give me thy hand; here's my purse. H... |
| 20121 | master's garments in thy possession? |
| 20122 | PISANIO. I have, my lord, at my lodging, the... |
| 20123 | he took leave of my lady and mistress. |
| 20124 | CLOTEN. The first service thou dost me, fetc... |
| 20125 | it be thy first service; go. |
| 20126 | PISANIO. I shall, my lord. ... |
| 20127 | CLOTEN. Meet thee at Milford Haven! I forgot... |
| 20128 | I'll remember't anon. Even there, thou vil... |
| 20129 | kill thee. I would these garments were com... |
| 20130 | time- the bitterness of it I now belch fro... |
| 20131 | held the very garment of Posthumus in more... |
| 20132 | and natural person, together with the ador... |
| 20133 | With that suit upon my back will I ravish ... |
| 20134 | and in her eyes. There shall she see my va... |
| 20135 | be a torment to her contempt. He on the gr... |
| 20136 | insultment ended on his dead body, and whe... |
| 20137 | which, as I say, to vex her I will execute... |
| 20138 | she so prais'd- to the court I'll knock he... |
| 20139 | again. She hath despis'd me rejoicingly, a... |
| 20140 | revenge. |
| 20141 | Re-enter PISANIO, with the clo... |
| 20142 | Be those the garments? |
| 20143 | PISANIO. Ay, my noble lord. |
| 20144 | CLOTEN. How long is't since she went to Milf... |
| 20145 | PISANIO. She can scarce be there yet. |
| 20146 | CLOTEN. Bring this apparel to my chamber; th... |
| 20147 | that I have commanded thee. The third is t... |
| 20148 | voluntary mute to my design. Be but duteou... |
| 20149 | shall tender itself to thee. My revenge is... |
| 20150 | I had wings to follow it! Come, and be tru... |
| 20151 | PISANIO. Thou bid'st me to my loss; for true... |
| 20152 | Were to prove false, which I will never be, |
| 20153 | To him that is most true. To Milford go, |
| 20154 | And find not her whom thou pursuest. Flow,... |
| 20155 | You heavenly blessings, on her! This fool'... |
| 20156 | Be cross'd with slowness! Labour be his me... |
| 20157 | SCENE VI. |
| 20158 | Wales. Before the cave of BELARIUS |
| 20159 | Enter IMOGEN alone, in boy's clothes |
| 20160 | IMOGEN. I see a man's life is a tedious one. |
| 20161 | I have tir'd myself, and for two nights to... |
| 20162 | Have made the ground my bed. I should be sick |
| 20163 | But that my resolution helps me. Milford, |
| 20164 | When from the mountain-top Pisanio show'd ... |
| 20165 | Thou wast within a ken. O Jove! I think |
| 20166 | Foundations fly the wretched; such, I mean, |
| 20167 | Where they should be reliev'd. Two beggars... |
| 20168 | I could not miss my way. Will poor folks lie, |
| 20169 | That have afflictions on them, knowing 'tis |
| 20170 | A punishment or trial? Yes; no wonder, |
| 20171 | When rich ones scarce tell true. To lapse ... |
| 20172 | Is sorer than to lie for need; and falsehood |
| 20173 | Is worse in kings than beggars. My dear lord! |
| 20174 | Thou art one o' th' false ones. Now I thin... |
| 20175 | My hunger's gone; but even before, I was |
| 20176 | At point to sink for food. But what is thi... |
| 20177 | Here is a path to't; 'tis some savage hold. |
| 20178 | I were best not call; I dare not call. Yet... |
| 20179 | Ere clean it o'erthrow nature, makes it va... |
| 20180 | Plenty and peace breeds cowards; hardness ... |
| 20181 | Of hardiness is mother. Ho! who's here? |
| 20182 | If anything that's civil, speak; if savage, |
| 20183 | Take or lend. Ho! No answer? Then I'll enter. |
| 20184 | Best draw my sword; and if mine enemy |
| 20185 | But fear the sword, like me, he'll scarcel... |
| 20186 | Such a foe, good heavens! ... |
| 20187 | Enter BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, and ARV... |
| 20188 | BELARIUS. You, Polydore, have prov'd best wo... |
| 20189 | Are master of the feast. Cadwal and I |
| 20190 | Will play the cook and servant; 'tis our m... |
| 20191 | The sweat of industry would dry and die |
| 20192 | But for the end it works to. Come, our sto... |
| 20193 | Will make what's homely savoury; weariness |
| 20194 | Can snore upon the flint, when resty sloth |
| 20195 | Finds the down pillow hard. Now, peace be ... |
| 20196 | Poor house, that keep'st thyself! |
| 20197 | GUIDERIUS. I am thoroughly weary. |
| 20198 | ARVIRAGUS. I am weak with toil, yet strong i... |
| 20199 | GUIDERIUS. There is cold meat i' th' cave; w... |
| 20200 | Whilst what we have kill'd be cook'd. |
| 20201 | BELARIUS. [Looking into the cave] Stay, come... |
| 20202 | But that it eats our victuals, I should think |
| 20203 | Here were a fairy. |
| 20204 | GUIDERIUS. What's the matter, sir? |
| 20205 | BELARIUS.. By Jupiter, an angel! or, if not, |
| 20206 | An earthly paragon! Behold divineness |
| 20207 | No elder than a boy! |
| 20208 | Re-enter IMOGEN |
| 20209 | IMOGEN. Good masters, harm me not. |
| 20210 | Before I enter'd here I call'd, and thought |
| 20211 | To have begg'd or bought what I have took.... |
| 20212 | I have stol'n nought; nor would not though... |
| 20213 | Gold strew'd i' th' floor. Here's money fo... |
| 20214 | I would have left it on the board, so soon |
| 20215 | As I had made my meal, and parted |
| 20216 | With pray'rs for the provider. |
| 20217 | GUIDERIUS. Money, youth? |
| 20218 | ARVIRAGUS. All gold and silver rather turn t... |
| 20219 | As 'tis no better reckon'd but of those |
| 20220 | Who worship dirty gods. |
| 20221 | IMOGEN. I see you're angry. |
| 20222 | Know, if you kill me for my fault, I should |
| 20223 | Have died had I not made it. |
| 20224 | BELARIUS. Whither bound? |
| 20225 | IMOGEN. To Milford Haven. |
| 20226 | BELARIUS. What's your name? |
| 20227 | IMOGEN. Fidele, sir. I have a kinsman who |
| 20228 | Is bound for Italy; he embark'd at Milford; |
| 20229 | To whom being going, almost spent with hun... |
| 20230 | I am fall'n in this offence. |
| 20231 | BELARIUS. Prithee, fair youth, |
| 20232 | Think us no churls, nor measure our good m... |
| 20233 | By this rude place we live in. Well encoun... |
| 20234 | 'Tis almost night; you shall have better c... |
| 20235 | Ere you depart, and thanks to stay and eat... |
| 20236 | Boys, bid him welcome. |
| 20237 | GUIDERIUS. Were you a woman, youth, |
| 20238 | I should woo hard but be your groom. In ho... |
| 20239 | I bid for you as I'd buy. |
| 20240 | ARVIRAGUS. I'll make't my comfort |
| 20241 | He is a man. I'll love him as my brother; |
| 20242 | And such a welcome as I'd give to him |
| 20243 | After long absence, such is yours. Most we... |
| 20244 | Be sprightly, for you fall 'mongst friends. |
| 20245 | IMOGEN. 'Mongst friends, |
| 20246 | If brothers. [Aside] Would it had been so ... |
| 20247 | Had been my father's sons! Then had my prize |
| 20248 | Been less, and so more equal ballasting |
| 20249 | To thee, Posthumus. |
| 20250 | BELARIUS. He wrings at some distress. |
| 20251 | GUIDERIUS. Would I could free't! |
| 20252 | ARVIRAGUS. Or I, whate'er it be, |
| 20253 | What pain it cost, what danger! Gods! |
| 20254 | BELARIUS. [Whispering] Hark, boys. |
| 20255 | IMOGEN. [Aside] Great men, |
| 20256 | That had a court no bigger than this cave, |
| 20257 | That did attend themselves, and had the vi... |
| 20258 | Which their own conscience seal'd them, la... |
| 20259 | That nothing-gift of differing multitudes, |
| 20260 | Could not out-peer these twain. Pardon me,... |
| 20261 | I'd change my sex to be companion with them, |
| 20262 | Since Leonatus' false. |
| 20263 | BELARIUS. It shall be so. |
| 20264 | Boys, we'll go dress our hunt. Fair youth,... |
| 20265 | Discourse is heavy, fasting; when we have ... |
| 20266 | We'll mannerly demand thee of thy story, |
| 20267 | So far as thou wilt speak it. |
| 20268 | GUIDERIUS. Pray draw near. |
| 20269 | ARVIRAGUS. The night to th' owl and morn to ... |
| 20270 | IMOGEN. Thanks, sir. |
| 20271 | ARVIRAGUS. I pray draw near. ... |
| 20272 | SCENE VII. |
| 20273 | Rome. A public place |
| 20274 | Enter two ROMAN SENATORS and TRIBUNES |
| 20275 | FIRST SENATOR. This is the tenour of the Emp... |
| 20276 | That since the common men are now in action |
| 20277 | 'Gainst the Pannonians and Dalmatians, |
| 20278 | And that the legions now in Gallia are |
| 20279 | Full weak to undertake our wars against |
| 20280 | The fall'n-off Britons, that we do incite |
| 20281 | The gentry to this business. He creates |
| 20282 | Lucius proconsul; and to you, the tribunes, |
| 20283 | For this immediate levy, he commands |
| 20284 | His absolute commission. Long live Caesar! |
| 20285 | TRIBUNE. Is Lucius general of the forces? |
| 20286 | SECOND SENATOR. Ay. |
| 20287 | TRIBUNE. Remaining now in Gallia? |
| 20288 | FIRST SENATOR. With those legions |
| 20289 | Which I have spoke of, whereunto your levy |
| 20290 | Must be supplyant. The words of your commi... |
| 20291 | Will tie you to the numbers and the time |
| 20292 | Of their dispatch. |
| 20293 | TRIBUNE. We will discharge our duty. ... |
| 20294 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 20295 | Wales. Near the cave of BELARIUS |
| 20296 | Enter CLOTEN alone |
| 20297 | CLOTEN. I am near to th' place where they sh... |
| 20298 | have mapp'd it truly. How fit his garments... |
| 20299 | his mistress, who was made by him that mad... |
| 20300 | fit too? The rather- saving reverence of t... |
| 20301 | a woman's fitness comes by fits. Therein I... |
| 20302 | I dare speak it to myself, for it is not v... |
| 20303 | his glass to confer in his own chamber- I ... |
| 20304 | body are as well drawn as his; no less you... |
| 20305 | beneath him in fortunes, beyond him in the... |
| 20306 | above him in birth, alike conversant in ge... |
| 20307 | more remarkable in single oppositions. Yet... |
| 20308 | thing loves him in my despite. What mortal... |
| 20309 | head, which now is growing upon thy should... |
| 20310 | hour be off; thy mistress enforced; thy ga... |
| 20311 | before her face; and all this done, spurn ... |
| 20312 | who may, haply, be a little angry for my s... |
| 20313 | mother, having power of his testiness, sha... |
| 20314 | commendations. My horse is tied up safe. O... |
| 20315 | sore purpose! Fortune, put them into my ha... |
| 20316 | description of their meeting-place; and th... |
| 20317 | deceive me. ... |
| 20318 | SCENE II. |
| 20319 | Wales. Before the cave of BELARIUS |
| 20320 | Enter, from the cave, BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, ARV... |
| 20321 | BELARIUS. [To IMOGEN] You are not well. Rema... |
| 20322 | We'll come to you after hunting. |
| 20323 | ARVIRAGUS. [To IMOGEN] Brother, stay here. |
| 20324 | Are we not brothers? |
| 20325 | IMOGEN. So man and man should be; |
| 20326 | But clay and clay differs in dignity, |
| 20327 | Whose dust is both alike. I am very sick. |
| 20328 | GUIDERIUS. Go you to hunting; I'll abide wit... |
| 20329 | IMOGEN. So sick I am not, yet I am not well; |
| 20330 | But not so citizen a wanton as |
| 20331 | To seem to die ere sick. So please you, le... |
| 20332 | Stick to your journal course. The breach o... |
| 20333 | Is breach of all. I am ill, but your being... |
| 20334 | Cannot amend me; society is no comfort |
| 20335 | To one not sociable. I am not very sick, |
| 20336 | Since I can reason of it. Pray you trust m... |
| 20337 | I'll rob none but myself; and let me die, |
| 20338 | Stealing so poorly. |
| 20339 | GUIDERIUS. I love thee; I have spoke it. |
| 20340 | How much the quantity, the weight as much |
| 20341 | As I do love my father. |
| 20342 | BELARIUS. What? how? how? |
| 20343 | ARVIRAGUS. If it be sin to say so, sir, I yo... |
| 20344 | In my good brother's fault. I know not why |
| 20345 | I love this youth, and I have heard you say |
| 20346 | Love's reason's without reason. The bier a... |
| 20347 | And a demand who is't shall die, I'd say |
| 20348 | 'My father, not this youth.' |
| 20349 | BELARIUS. [Aside] O noble strain! |
| 20350 | O worthiness of nature! breed of greatness! |
| 20351 | Cowards father cowards and base things sir... |
| 20352 | Nature hath meal and bran, contempt and gr... |
| 20353 | I'm not their father; yet who this should be |
| 20354 | Doth miracle itself, lov'd before me.- |
| 20355 | 'Tis the ninth hour o' th' morn. |
| 20356 | ARVIRAGUS. Brother, farewell. |
| 20357 | IMOGEN. I wish ye sport. |
| 20358 | ARVIRAGUS. Your health. [To BELARIUS] So ple... |
| 20359 | IMOGEN. [Aside] These are kind creatures. Go... |
| 20360 | heard! |
| 20361 | Our courtiers say all's savage but at court. |
| 20362 | Experience, O, thou disprov'st report! |
| 20363 | Th' imperious seas breed monsters; for the... |
| 20364 | Poor tributary rivers as sweet fish. |
| 20365 | I am sick still; heart-sick. Pisanio, |
| 20366 | I'll now taste of thy drug. ... |
| 20367 | GUIDERIUS. I could not stir him. |
| 20368 | He said he was gentle, but unfortunate; |
| 20369 | Dishonestly afflicted, but yet honest. |
| 20370 | ARVIRAGUS. Thus did he answer me; yet said h... |
| 20371 | I might know more. |
| 20372 | BELARIUS. To th' field, to th' field! |
| 20373 | We'll leave you for this time. Go in and r... |
| 20374 | ARVIRAGUS. We'll not be long away. |
| 20375 | BELARIUS. Pray be not sick, |
| 20376 | For you must be our huswife. |
| 20377 | IMOGEN. Well, or ill, |
| 20378 | I am bound to you. |
| 20379 | BELARIUS. And shalt be ever. Exit IM... |
| 20380 | This youth, howe'er distress'd, appears he... |
| 20381 | Good ancestors. |
| 20382 | ARVIRAGUS. How angel-like he sings! |
| 20383 | GUIDERIUS. But his neat cookery! He cut our ... |
| 20384 | And sauc'd our broths as Juno had been sick, |
| 20385 | And he her dieter. |
| 20386 | ARVIRAGUS. Nobly he yokes |
| 20387 | A smiling with a sigh, as if the sigh |
| 20388 | Was that it was for not being such a smile; |
| 20389 | The smile mocking the sigh that it would fly |
| 20390 | From so divine a temple to commix |
| 20391 | With winds that sailors rail at. |
| 20392 | GUIDERIUS. I do note |
| 20393 | That grief and patience, rooted in him both, |
| 20394 | Mingle their spurs together. |
| 20395 | ARVIRAGUS. Grow patience! |
| 20396 | And let the stinking elder, grief, untwine |
| 20397 | His perishing root with the increasing vine! |
| 20398 | BELARIUS. It is great morning. Come, away! W... |
| 20399 | Enter CLOTEN |
| 20400 | CLOTEN. I cannot find those runagates; that ... |
| 20401 | Hath mock'd me. I am faint. |
| 20402 | BELARIUS. Those runagates? |
| 20403 | Means he not us? I partly know him; 'tis |
| 20404 | Cloten, the son o' th' Queen. I fear some ... |
| 20405 | I saw him not these many years, and yet |
| 20406 | I know 'tis he. We are held as outlaws. He... |
| 20407 | GUIDERIUS. He is but one; you and my brother... |
| 20408 | What companies are near. Pray you away; |
| 20409 | Let me alone with him. Exeunt BELA... |
| 20410 | CLOTEN. Soft! What are you |
| 20411 | That fly me thus? Some villain mountaineers? |
| 20412 | I have heard of such. What slave art thou? |
| 20413 | GUIDERIUS. A thing |
| 20414 | More slavish did I ne'er than answering |
| 20415 | 'A slave' without a knock. |
| 20416 | CLOTEN. Thou art a robber, |
| 20417 | A law-breaker, a villain. Yield thee, thief. |
| 20418 | GUIDERIUS. To who? To thee? What art thou? H... |
| 20419 | An arm as big as thine, a heart as big? |
| 20420 | Thy words, I grant, are bigger, for I wear... |
| 20421 | My dagger in my mouth. Say what thou art; |
| 20422 | Why I should yield to thee. |
| 20423 | CLOTEN. Thou villain base, |
| 20424 | Know'st me not by my clothes? |
| 20425 | GUIDERIUS. No, nor thy tailor, rascal, |
| 20426 | Who is thy grandfather; he made those clot... |
| 20427 | Which, as it seems, make thee. |
| 20428 | CLOTEN. Thou precious varlet, |
| 20429 | My tailor made them not. |
| 20430 | GUIDERIUS. Hence, then, and thank |
| 20431 | The man that gave them thee. Thou art some... |
| 20432 | I am loath to beat thee. |
| 20433 | CLOTEN. Thou injurious thief, |
| 20434 | Hear but my name, and tremble. |
| 20435 | GUIDERIUS. What's thy name? |
| 20436 | CLOTEN. Cloten, thou villain. |
| 20437 | GUIDERIUS. Cloten, thou double villain, be t... |
| 20438 | I cannot tremble at it. Were it toad, or a... |
| 20439 | 'Twould move me sooner. |
| 20440 | CLOTEN. To thy further fear, |
| 20441 | Nay, to thy mere confusion, thou shalt know |
| 20442 | I am son to th' Queen. |
| 20443 | GUIDERIUS. I'm sorry for't; not seeming |
| 20444 | So worthy as thy birth. |
| 20445 | CLOTEN. Art not afeard? |
| 20446 | GUIDERIUS. Those that I reverence, those I f... |
| 20447 | At fools I laugh, not fear them. |
| 20448 | CLOTEN. Die the death. |
| 20449 | When I have slain thee with my proper hand, |
| 20450 | I'll follow those that even now fled hence, |
| 20451 | And on the gates of Lud's Town set your he... |
| 20452 | Yield, rustic mountaineer. ... |
| 20453 | Re-enter BELARIUS and ARVIRAGUS |
| 20454 | BELARIUS. No company's abroad. |
| 20455 | ARVIRAGUS. None in the world; you did mistak... |
| 20456 | BELARIUS. I cannot tell; long is it since I ... |
| 20457 | But time hath nothing blurr'd those lines ... |
| 20458 | Which then he wore; the snatches in his vo... |
| 20459 | And burst of speaking, were as his. I am a... |
| 20460 | 'Twas very Cloten. |
| 20461 | ARVIRAGUS. In this place we left them. |
| 20462 | I wish my brother make good time with him, |
| 20463 | You say he is so fell. |
| 20464 | BELARIUS. Being scarce made up, |
| 20465 | I mean to man, he had not apprehension |
| 20466 | Or roaring terrors; for defect of judgment |
| 20467 | Is oft the cease of fear. |
| 20468 | Re-enter GUIDERIUS with CLOTEN'S... |
| 20469 | But, see, thy brother. |
| 20470 | GUIDERIUS. This Cloten was a fool, an empty ... |
| 20471 | There was no money in't. Not Hercules |
| 20472 | Could have knock'd out his brains, for he ... |
| 20473 | Yet I not doing this, the fool had borne |
| 20474 | My head as I do his. |
| 20475 | BELARIUS. What hast thou done? |
| 20476 | GUIDERIUS. I am perfect what: cut off one Cl... |
| 20477 | Son to the Queen, after his own report; |
| 20478 | Who call'd me traitor, mountaineer, and swore |
| 20479 | With his own single hand he'd take us in, |
| 20480 | Displace our heads where- thank the gods!-... |
| 20481 | And set them on Lud's Town. |
| 20482 | BELARIUS. We are all undone. |
| 20483 | GUIDERIUS. Why, worthy father, what have we ... |
| 20484 | But that he swore to take, our lives? The law |
| 20485 | Protects not us; then why should we be tender |
| 20486 | To let an arrogant piece of flesh threat us, |
| 20487 | Play judge and executioner all himself, |
| 20488 | For we do fear the law? What company |
| 20489 | Discover you abroad? |
| 20490 | BELARIUS. No single soul |
| 20491 | Can we set eye on, but in an safe reason |
| 20492 | He must have some attendants. Though his h... |
| 20493 | Was nothing but mutation- ay, and that |
| 20494 | From one bad thing to worse- not frenzy, not |
| 20495 | Absolute madness could so far have rav'd, |
| 20496 | To bring him here alone. Although perhaps |
| 20497 | It may be heard at court that such as we |
| 20498 | Cave here, hunt here, are outlaws, and in ... |
| 20499 | May make some stronger head- the which he ... |
| 20500 | As it is like him, might break out and swear |
| 20501 | He'd fetch us in; yet is't not probable |
| 20502 | To come alone, either he so undertaking |
| 20503 | Or they so suffering. Then on good ground ... |
| 20504 | If we do fear this body hath a tail |
| 20505 | More perilous than the head. |
| 20506 | ARVIRAGUS. Let ordinance |
| 20507 | Come as the gods foresay it. Howsoe'er, |
| 20508 | My brother hath done well. |
| 20509 | BELARIUS. I had no mind |
| 20510 | To hunt this day; the boy Fidele's sickness |
| 20511 | Did make my way long forth. |
| 20512 | GUIDERIUS. With his own sword, |
| 20513 | Which he did wave against my throat, I hav... |
| 20514 | His head from him. I'll throw't into the c... |
| 20515 | Behind our rock, and let it to the sea |
| 20516 | And tell the fishes he's the Queen's son, ... |
| 20517 | That's all I reck. ... |
| 20518 | BELARIUS. I fear'twill be reveng'd. |
| 20519 | Would, Polydore, thou hadst not done't! th... |
| 20520 | Becomes thee well enough. |
| 20521 | ARVIRAGUS. Would I had done't, |
| 20522 | So the revenge alone pursu'd me! Polydore, |
| 20523 | I love thee brotherly, but envy much |
| 20524 | Thou hast robb'd me of this deed. I would ... |
| 20525 | That possible strength might meet, would s... |
| 20526 | And put us to our answer. |
| 20527 | BELARIUS. Well, 'tis done. |
| 20528 | We'll hunt no more to-day, nor seek for da... |
| 20529 | Where there's no profit. I prithee to our ... |
| 20530 | You and Fidele play the cooks; I'll stay |
| 20531 | Till hasty Polydore return, and bring him |
| 20532 | To dinner presently. |
| 20533 | ARVIRAGUS. Poor sick Fidele! |
| 20534 | I'll willingly to him; to gain his colour |
| 20535 | I'd let a parish of such Cloten's blood, |
| 20536 | And praise myself for charity. ... |
| 20537 | BELARIUS. O thou goddess, |
| 20538 | Thou divine Nature, thou thyself thou blaz... |
| 20539 | In these two princely boys! They are as ge... |
| 20540 | As zephyrs blowing below the violet, |
| 20541 | Not wagging his sweet head; and yet as rough, |
| 20542 | Their royal blood enchaf'd, as the rud'st ... |
| 20543 | That by the top doth take the mountain pine |
| 20544 | And make him stoop to th' vale. 'Tis wonder |
| 20545 | That an invisible instinct should frame them |
| 20546 | To royalty unlearn'd, honour untaught, |
| 20547 | Civility not seen from other, valour |
| 20548 | That wildly grows in them, but yields a crop |
| 20549 | As if it had been sow'd. Yet still it's st... |
| 20550 | What Cloten's being here to us portends, |
| 20551 | Or what his death will bring us. |
| 20552 | Re-enter GUIDERIUS |
| 20553 | GUIDERIUS. Where's my brother? |
| 20554 | I have sent Cloten's clotpoll down the str... |
| 20555 | In embassy to his mother; his body's hostage |
| 20556 | For his return. ... |
| 20557 | BELARIUS. My ingenious instrument! |
| 20558 | Hark, Polydore, it sounds. But what occasion |
| 20559 | Hath Cadwal now to give it motion? Hark! |
| 20560 | GUIDERIUS. Is he at home? |
| 20561 | BELARIUS. He went hence even now. |
| 20562 | GUIDERIUS. What does he mean? Since death of... |
| 20563 | It did not speak before. All solemn things |
| 20564 | Should answer solemn accidents. The matter? |
| 20565 | Triumphs for nothing and lamenting toys |
| 20566 | Is jollity for apes and grief for boys. |
| 20567 | Is Cadwal mad? |
| 20568 | Re-enter ARVIRAGUS, with IMOGEN as dead... |
| 20569 | her in his arms |
| 20570 | BELARIUS. Look, here he comes, |
| 20571 | And brings the dire occasion in his arms |
| 20572 | Of what we blame him for! |
| 20573 | ARVIRAGUS. The bird is dead |
| 20574 | That we have made so much on. I had rather |
| 20575 | Have skipp'd from sixteen years of age to ... |
| 20576 | To have turn'd my leaping time into a crutch, |
| 20577 | Than have seen this. |
| 20578 | GUIDERIUS. O sweetest, fairest lily! |
| 20579 | My brother wears thee not the one half so ... |
| 20580 | As when thou grew'st thyself. |
| 20581 | BELARIUS. O melancholy! |
| 20582 | Who ever yet could sound thy bottom? find |
| 20583 | The ooze to show what coast thy sluggish c... |
| 20584 | Might'st easiliest harbour in? Thou blesse... |
| 20585 | Jove knows what man thou mightst have made... |
| 20586 | Thou diedst, a most rare boy, of melanchol... |
| 20587 | How found you him? |
| 20588 | ARVIRAGUS. Stark, as you see; |
| 20589 | Thus smiling, as some fly had tickled slum... |
| 20590 | Not as death's dart, being laugh'd at; his... |
| 20591 | Reposing on a cushion. |
| 20592 | GUIDERIUS. Where? |
| 20593 | ARVIRAGUS. O' th' floor; |
| 20594 | His arms thus leagu'd. I thought he slept,... |
| 20595 | My clouted brogues from off my feet, whose... |
| 20596 | Answer'd my steps too loud. |
| 20597 | GUIDERIUS. Why, he but sleeps. |
| 20598 | If he be gone he'll make his grave a bed; |
| 20599 | With female fairies will his tomb be haunted, |
| 20600 | And worms will not come to thee. |
| 20601 | ARVIRAGUS. With fairest flowers, |
| 20602 | Whilst summer lasts and I live here, Fidele, |
| 20603 | I'll sweeten thy sad grave. Thou shalt not... |
| 20604 | The flower that's like thy face, pale prim... |
| 20605 | The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor |
| 20606 | The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, |
| 20607 | Out-sweet'ned not thy breath. The ruddock ... |
| 20608 | With charitable bill- O bill, sore shaming |
| 20609 | Those rich-left heirs that let their fathe... |
| 20610 | Without a monument!- bring thee all this; |
| 20611 | Yea, and furr'd moss besides, when flow'rs... |
| 20612 | To winter-ground thy corse- |
| 20613 | GUIDERIUS. Prithee have done, |
| 20614 | And do not play in wench-like words with that |
| 20615 | Which is so serious. Let us bury him, |
| 20616 | And not protract with admiration what |
| 20617 | Is now due debt. To th' grave. |
| 20618 | ARVIRAGUS. Say, where shall's lay him? |
| 20619 | GUIDERIUS. By good Euriphile, our mother. |
| 20620 | ARVIRAGUS. Be't so; |
| 20621 | And let us, Polydore, though now our voices |
| 20622 | Have got the mannish crack, sing him to th... |
| 20623 | As once to our mother; use like note and w... |
| 20624 | Save that Euriphile must be Fidele. |
| 20625 | GUIDERIUS. Cadwal, |
| 20626 | I cannot sing. I'll weep, and word it with... |
| 20627 | For notes of sorrow out of tune are worse |
| 20628 | Than priests and fanes that lie. |
| 20629 | ARVIRAGUS. We'll speak it, then. |
| 20630 | BELARIUS. Great griefs, I see, med'cine the ... |
| 20631 | Is quite forgot. He was a queen's son, boys; |
| 20632 | And though he came our enemy, remember |
| 20633 | He was paid for that. Though mean and migh... |
| 20634 | Together have one dust, yet reverence- |
| 20635 | That angel of the world- doth make distinc... |
| 20636 | Of place 'tween high and low. Our foe was ... |
| 20637 | And though you took his life, as being our... |
| 20638 | Yet bury him as a prince. |
| 20639 | GUIDERIUS. Pray you fetch him hither. |
| 20640 | Thersites' body is as good as Ajax', |
| 20641 | When neither are alive. |
| 20642 | ARVIRAGUS. If you'll go fetch him, |
| 20643 | We'll say our song the whilst. Brother, be... |
| 20644 | ... |
| 20645 | GUIDERIUS. Nay, Cadwal, we must lay his head... |
| 20646 | My father hath a reason for't. |
| 20647 | ARVIRAGUS. 'Tis true. |
| 20648 | GUIDERIUS. Come on, then, and remove him. |
| 20649 | ARVIRAGUS. So. Begin. |
| 20650 | SONG |
| 20651 | GUIDERIUS. Fear no more the heat o' th' sun |
| 20652 | Nor the furious winter's rages; |
| 20653 | Thou thy worldly task hast done, |
| 20654 | Home art gone, and ta'en thy wa... |
| 20655 | Golden lads and girls all must, |
| 20656 | As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. |
| 20657 | ARVIRAGUS. Fear no more the frown o' th' great; |
| 20658 | Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. |
| 20659 | Care no more to clothe and eat; |
| 20660 | To thee the reed is as the oak. |
| 20661 | The sceptre, learning, physic, must |
| 20662 | All follow this and come to dust. |
| 20663 | GUIDERIUS. Fear no more the lightning flash, |
| 20664 | ARVIRAGUS. Nor th' all-dreaded thunder-stone; |
| 20665 | GUIDERIUS. Fear not slander, censure rash; |
| 20666 | ARVIRAGUS. Thou hast finish'd joy and moan. |
| 20667 | BOTH. All lovers young, all lovers must |
| 20668 | Consign to thee and come to dust. |
| 20669 | GUIDERIUS. No exorciser harm thee! |
| 20670 | ARVIRAGUS. Nor no witchcraft charm thee! |
| 20671 | GUIDERIUS. Ghost unlaid forbear thee! |
| 20672 | ARVIRAGUS. Nothing ill come near thee! |
| 20673 | BOTH. Quiet consummation have, |
| 20674 | And renowned be thy grave! |
| 20675 | Re-enter BELARIUS with the body of CL... |
| 20676 | GUIDERIUS. We have done our obsequies. Come,... |
| 20677 | BELARIUS. Here's a few flowers; but 'bout mi... |
| 20678 | The herbs that have on them cold dew o' th... |
| 20679 | Are strewings fit'st for graves. Upon thei... |
| 20680 | You were as flow'rs, now wither'd. Even so |
| 20681 | These herblets shall which we upon you strew. |
| 20682 | Come on, away. Apart upon our knees. |
| 20683 | The ground that gave them first has them a... |
| 20684 | Their pleasures here are past, so is their... |
| 20685 | Exe... |
| 20686 | IMOGEN. [Awaking] Yes, sir, to Milford Haven... |
| 20687 | I thank you. By yond bush? Pray, how far t... |
| 20688 | 'Ods pittikins! can it be six mile yet? |
| 20689 | I have gone all night. Faith, I'll lie dow... |
| 20690 | But, soft! no bedfellow. O gods and goddes... |
| 20691 | ... |
| 20692 | These flow'rs are like the pleasures of th... |
| 20693 | This bloody man, the care on't. I hope I d... |
| 20694 | For so I thought I was a cave-keeper, |
| 20695 | And cook to honest creatures. But 'tis not... |
| 20696 | 'Twas but a bolt of nothing, shot at nothing, |
| 20697 | Which the brain makes of fumes. Our very eyes |
| 20698 | Are sometimes, like our judgments, blind. ... |
| 20699 | I tremble still with fear; but if there be |
| 20700 | Yet left in heaven as small a drop of pity |
| 20701 | As a wren's eye, fear'd gods, a part of it! |
| 20702 | The dream's here still. Even when I wake i... |
| 20703 | Without me, as within me; not imagin'd, felt. |
| 20704 | A headless man? The garments of Posthumus? |
| 20705 | I know the shape of's leg; this is his hand, |
| 20706 | His foot Mercurial, his Martial thigh, |
| 20707 | The brawns of Hercules; but his Jovial face- |
| 20708 | Murder in heaven! How! 'Tis gone. Pisanio, |
| 20709 | All curses madded Hecuba gave the Greeks, |
| 20710 | And mine to boot, be darted on thee! Thou, |
| 20711 | Conspir'd with that irregulous devil, Cloten, |
| 20712 | Hath here cut off my lord. To write and read |
| 20713 | Be henceforth treacherous! Damn'd Pisanio |
| 20714 | Hath with his forged letters- damn'd Pisanio- |
| 20715 | From this most bravest vessel of the world |
| 20716 | Struck the main-top. O Posthumus! alas, |
| 20717 | Where is thy head? Where's that? Ay me! wh... |
| 20718 | Pisanio might have kill'd thee at the heart, |
| 20719 | And left this head on. How should this be?... |
| 20720 | 'Tis he and Cloten; malice and lucre in them |
| 20721 | Have laid this woe here. O, 'tis pregnant,... |
| 20722 | The drug he gave me, which he said was pre... |
| 20723 | And cordial to me, have I not found it |
| 20724 | Murd'rous to th' senses? That confirms it ... |
| 20725 | This is Pisanio's deed, and Cloten. O! |
| 20726 | Give colour to my pale cheek with thy blood, |
| 20727 | That we the horrider may seem to those |
| 20728 | Which chance to find us. O, my lord, my lord! |
| 20729 | [Falls fai... |
| 20730 | Enter LUCIUS, CAPTAINS, and a SOOTH... |
| 20731 | CAPTAIN. To them the legions garrison'd in G... |
| 20732 | After your will, have cross'd the sea, att... |
| 20733 | You here at Milford Haven; with your ships, |
| 20734 | They are in readiness. |
| 20735 | LUCIUS. But what from Rome? |
| 20736 | CAPTAIN. The Senate hath stirr'd up the conf... |
| 20737 | And gentlemen of Italy, most willing spiri... |
| 20738 | That promise noble service; and they come |
| 20739 | Under the conduct of bold Iachimo, |
| 20740 | Sienna's brother. |
| 20741 | LUCIUS. When expect you them? |
| 20742 | CAPTAIN. With the next benefit o' th' wind. |
| 20743 | LUCIUS. This forwardness |
| 20744 | Makes our hopes fair. Command our present ... |
| 20745 | Be muster'd; bid the captains look to't. N... |
| 20746 | What have you dream'd of late of this war'... |
| 20747 | SOOTHSAYER. Last night the very gods show'd ... |
| 20748 | I fast and pray'd for their intelligence- ... |
| 20749 | I saw Jove's bird, the Roman eagle, wing'd |
| 20750 | From the spongy south to this part of the ... |
| 20751 | There vanish'd in the sunbeams; which port... |
| 20752 | Unless my sins abuse my divination, |
| 20753 | Success to th' Roman host. |
| 20754 | LUCIUS. Dream often so, |
| 20755 | And never false. Soft, ho! what trunk is here |
| 20756 | Without his top? The ruin speaks that some... |
| 20757 | It was a worthy building. How? a page? |
| 20758 | Or dead or sleeping on him? But dead, rather; |
| 20759 | For nature doth abhor to make his bed |
| 20760 | With the defunct, or sleep upon the dead. |
| 20761 | Let's see the boy's face. |
| 20762 | CAPTAIN. He's alive, my lord. |
| 20763 | LUCIUS. He'll then instruct us of this body.... |
| 20764 | Inform us of thy fortunes; for it seems |
| 20765 | They crave to be demanded. Who is this |
| 20766 | Thou mak'st thy bloody pillow? Or who was he |
| 20767 | That, otherwise than noble nature did, |
| 20768 | Hath alter'd that good picture? What's thy... |
| 20769 | In this sad wreck? How came't? Who is't? W... |
| 20770 | IMOGEN. I am nothing; or if not, |
| 20771 | Nothing to be were better. This was my mas... |
| 20772 | A very valiant Briton and a good, |
| 20773 | That here by mountaineers lies slain. Alas! |
| 20774 | There is no more such masters. I may wander |
| 20775 | From east to occident; cry out for service; |
| 20776 | Try many, all good; serve truly; never |
| 20777 | Find such another master. |
| 20778 | LUCIUS. 'Lack, good youth! |
| 20779 | Thou mov'st no less with thy complaining than |
| 20780 | Thy master in bleeding. Say his name, good... |
| 20781 | IMOGEN. Richard du Champ. [Aside] If I do li... |
| 20782 | No harm by it, though the gods hear, I hope |
| 20783 | They'll pardon it.- Say you, sir? |
| 20784 | LUCIUS. Thy name? |
| 20785 | IMOGEN. Fidele, sir. |
| 20786 | LUCIUS. Thou dost approve thyself the very s... |
| 20787 | Thy name well fits thy faith, thy faith th... |
| 20788 | Wilt take thy chance with me? I will not say |
| 20789 | Thou shalt be so well master'd; but, be sure, |
| 20790 | No less belov'd. The Roman Emperor's letters, |
| 20791 | Sent by a consul to me, should not sooner |
| 20792 | Than thine own worth prefer thee. Go with me. |
| 20793 | IMOGEN. I'll follow, sir. But first, an't pl... |
| 20794 | I'll hide my master from the flies, as deep |
| 20795 | As these poor pickaxes can dig; and when |
| 20796 | With wild wood-leaves and weeds I ha' stre... |
| 20797 | And on it said a century of prayers, |
| 20798 | Such as I can, twice o'er, I'll weep and s... |
| 20799 | And leaving so his service, follow you, |
| 20800 | So please you entertain me. |
| 20801 | LUCIUS. Ay, good youth; |
| 20802 | And rather father thee than master thee. |
| 20803 | My friends, |
| 20804 | The boy hath taught us manly duties; let us |
| 20805 | Find out the prettiest daisied plot we can, |
| 20806 | And make him with our pikes and partisans |
| 20807 | A grave. Come, arm him. Boy, he is preferr'd |
| 20808 | By thee to us; and he shall be interr'd |
| 20809 | As soldiers can. Be cheerful; wipe thine e... |
| 20810 | Some falls are means the happier to arise.... |
| 20811 | SCENE III. |
| 20812 | Britain. CYMBELINE'S palace |
| 20813 | Enter CYMBELINE, LORDS, PISANIO, and attendants |
| 20814 | CYMBELINE. Again! and bring me word how 'tis... |
| 20815 | ... |
| 20816 | A fever with the absence of her son; |
| 20817 | A madness, of which her life's in danger. ... |
| 20818 | How deeply you at once do touch me! Imogen, |
| 20819 | The great part of my comfort, gone; my queen |
| 20820 | Upon a desperate bed, and in a time |
| 20821 | When fearful wars point at me; her son gone, |
| 20822 | So needful for this present. It strikes me... |
| 20823 | The hope of comfort. But for thee, fellow, |
| 20824 | Who needs must know of her departure and |
| 20825 | Dost seem so ignorant, we'll enforce it fr... |
| 20826 | By a sharp torture. |
| 20827 | PISANIO. Sir, my life is yours; |
| 20828 | I humbly set it at your will; but for my m... |
| 20829 | I nothing know where she remains, why gone, |
| 20830 | Nor when she purposes return. Beseech your... |
| 20831 | Hold me your loyal servant. |
| 20832 | LORD. Good my liege, |
| 20833 | The day that she was missing he was here. |
| 20834 | I dare be bound he's true and shall perform |
| 20835 | All parts of his subjection loyally. For C... |
| 20836 | There wants no diligence in seeking him, |
| 20837 | And will no doubt be found. |
| 20838 | CYMBELINE. The time is troublesome. |
| 20839 | [To PISANIO] We'll slip you for a season; ... |
| 20840 | Does yet depend. |
| 20841 | LORD. So please your Majesty, |
| 20842 | The Roman legions, all from Gallia drawn, |
| 20843 | Are landed on your coast, with a supply |
| 20844 | Of Roman gentlemen by the Senate sent. |
| 20845 | CYMBELINE. Now for the counsel of my son and... |
| 20846 | I am amaz'd with matter. |
| 20847 | LORD. Good my liege, |
| 20848 | Your preparation can affront no less |
| 20849 | Than what you hear of. Come more, for more... |
| 20850 | The want is but to put those pow'rs in mot... |
| 20851 | That long to move. |
| 20852 | CYMBELINE. I thank you. Let's withdraw, |
| 20853 | And meet the time as it seeks us. We fear not |
| 20854 | What can from Italy annoy us; but |
| 20855 | We grieve at chances here. Away! Exeu... |
| 20856 | PISANIO. I heard no letter from my master since |
| 20857 | I wrote him Imogen was slain. 'Tis strange. |
| 20858 | Nor hear I from my mistress, who did promise |
| 20859 | To yield me often tidings. Neither know |
| 20860 | What is betid to Cloten, but remain |
| 20861 | Perplex'd in all. The heavens still must w... |
| 20862 | Wherein I am false I am honest; not true, ... |
| 20863 | These present wars shall find I love my co... |
| 20864 | Even to the note o' th' King, or I'll fall... |
| 20865 | All other doubts, by time let them be clea... |
| 20866 | Fortune brings in some boats that are not ... |
| 20867 | SCENE IV. |
| 20868 | Wales. Before the cave of BELARIUS |
| 20869 | Enter BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, and ARVIRAGUS |
| 20870 | GUIDERIUS. The noise is round about us. |
| 20871 | BELARIUS. Let us from it. |
| 20872 | ARVIRAGUS. What pleasure, sir, find we in li... |
| 20873 | From action and adventure? |
| 20874 | GUIDERIUS. Nay, what hope |
| 20875 | Have we in hiding us? This way the Romans |
| 20876 | Must or for Britons slay us, or receive us |
| 20877 | For barbarous and unnatural revolts |
| 20878 | During their use, and slay us after. |
| 20879 | BELARIUS. Sons, |
| 20880 | We'll higher to the mountains; there secur... |
| 20881 | To the King's party there's no going. Newness |
| 20882 | Of Cloten's death- we being not known, not... |
| 20883 | Among the bands-may drive us to a render |
| 20884 | Where we have liv'd, and so extort from's ... |
| 20885 | Which we have done, whose answer would be ... |
| 20886 | Drawn on with torture. |
| 20887 | GUIDERIUS. This is, sir, a doubt |
| 20888 | In such a time nothing becoming you |
| 20889 | Nor satisfying us. |
| 20890 | ARVIRAGUS. It is not likely |
| 20891 | That when they hear the Roman horses neigh, |
| 20892 | Behold their quarter'd fires, have both th... |
| 20893 | And ears so cloy'd importantly as now, |
| 20894 | That they will waste their time upon our n... |
| 20895 | To know from whence we are. |
| 20896 | BELARIUS. O, I am known |
| 20897 | Of many in the army. Many years, |
| 20898 | Though Cloten then but young, you see, not... |
| 20899 | From my remembrance. And, besides, the King |
| 20900 | Hath not deserv'd my service nor your loves, |
| 20901 | Who find in my exile the want of breeding, |
| 20902 | The certainty of this hard life; aye hopeless |
| 20903 | To have the courtesy your cradle promis'd, |
| 20904 | But to be still hot summer's tanlings and |
| 20905 | The shrinking slaves of winter. |
| 20906 | GUIDERIUS. Than be so, |
| 20907 | Better to cease to be. Pray, sir, to th' a... |
| 20908 | I and my brother are not known; yourself |
| 20909 | So out of thought, and thereto so o'ergrown, |
| 20910 | Cannot be questioned. |
| 20911 | ARVIRAGUS. By this sun that shines, |
| 20912 | I'll thither. What thing is't that I never |
| 20913 | Did see man die! scarce ever look'd on blood |
| 20914 | But that of coward hares, hot goats, and v... |
| 20915 | Never bestrid a horse, save one that had |
| 20916 | A rider like myself, who ne'er wore rowel |
| 20917 | Nor iron on his heel! I am asham'd |
| 20918 | To look upon the holy sun, to have |
| 20919 | The benefit of his blest beams, remaining |
| 20920 | So long a poor unknown. |
| 20921 | GUIDERIUS. By heavens, I'll go! |
| 20922 | If you will bless me, sir, and give me leave, |
| 20923 | I'll take the better care; but if you will... |
| 20924 | The hazard therefore due fall on me by |
| 20925 | The hands of Romans! |
| 20926 | ARVIRAGUS. So say I. Amen. |
| 20927 | BELARIUS. No reason I, since of your lives y... |
| 20928 | So slight a valuation, should reserve |
| 20929 | My crack'd one to more care. Have with you... |
| 20930 | If in your country wars you chance to die, |
| 20931 | That is my bed too, lads, and there I'll lie. |
| 20932 | Lead, lead. [Aside] The time seems long; t... |
| 20933 | Till it fly out and show them princes born... |
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| 20942 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 20943 | Britain. The Roman camp |
| 20944 | Enter POSTHUMUS alone, with a bloody handkerchief |
| 20945 | POSTHUMUS. Yea, bloody cloth, I'll keep thee... |
| 20946 | Thou shouldst be colour'd thus. You marrie... |
| 20947 | If each of you should take this course, ho... |
| 20948 | Must murder wives much better than themselves |
| 20949 | For wrying but a little! O Pisanio! |
| 20950 | Every good servant does not all commands; |
| 20951 | No bond but to do just ones. Gods! if you |
| 20952 | Should have ta'en vengeance on my faults, ... |
| 20953 | Had liv'd to put on this; so had you saved |
| 20954 | The noble Imogen to repent, and struck |
| 20955 | Me, wretch more worth your vengeance. But ... |
| 20956 | You snatch some hence for little faults; t... |
| 20957 | To have them fall no more. You some permit |
| 20958 | To second ills with ills, each elder worse, |
| 20959 | And make them dread it, to the doer's thrift. |
| 20960 | But Imogen is your own. Do your best wills, |
| 20961 | And make me blest to obey. I am brought hi... |
| 20962 | Among th' Italian gentry, and to fight |
| 20963 | Against my lady's kingdom. 'Tis enough |
| 20964 | That, Britain, I have kill'd thy mistress;... |
| 20965 | I'll give no wound to thee. Therefore, goo... |
| 20966 | Hear patiently my purpose. I'll disrobe me |
| 20967 | Of these Italian weeds, and suit myself |
| 20968 | As does a Britain peasant. So I'll fight |
| 20969 | Against the part I come with; so I'll die |
| 20970 | For thee, O Imogen, even for whom my life |
| 20971 | Is every breath a death. And thus unknown, |
| 20972 | Pitied nor hated, to the face of peril |
| 20973 | Myself I'll dedicate. Let me make men know |
| 20974 | More valour in me than my habits show. |
| 20975 | Gods, put the strength o' th' Leonati in me! |
| 20976 | To shame the guise o' th' world, I will begin |
| 20977 | The fashion- less without and more within.... |
| 20978 | SCENE II. |
| 20979 | Britain. A field of battle between the British... |
| 20980 | Enter LUCIUS, IACHIMO, and the Roman army at o... |
| 20981 | at another, LEONATUS POSTHUMUS following like ... |
| 20982 | They march over and go out. Alarums. Then en... |
| 20983 | IACHIMO and POSTHUMUS. He vanquisheth and dis... |
| 20984 | and then leaves him |
| 20985 | IACHIMO. The heaviness and guilt within my b... |
| 20986 | Takes off my manhood. I have belied a lady, |
| 20987 | The Princess of this country, and the air ... |
| 20988 | Revengingly enfeebles me; or could this carl, |
| 20989 | A very drudge of nature's, have subdu'd me |
| 20990 | In my profession? Knighthoods and honours ... |
| 20991 | As I wear mine are titles but of scorn. |
| 20992 | If that thy gentry, Britain, go before |
| 20993 | This lout as he exceeds our lords, the odds |
| 20994 | Is that we scarce are men, and you are god... |
| 20995 | The battle continues; the BRITONS fly; CYM... |
| 20996 | Then enter to his rescue BELARIUS, GUIDERI... |
| 20997 | BELARIUS. Stand, stand! We have th' advantag... |
| 20998 | The lane is guarded; nothing routs us but |
| 20999 | The villainy of our fears. |
| 21000 | GUIDERIUS and ARVIRAGUS. Stand, stand, and f... |
| 21001 | Re-enter POSTHUMUS, and seconds the Briton... |
| 21002 | CYMBELINE, and exeunt. Then re-enter LUCIU... |
| 21003 | with IMOGEN |
| 21004 | LUCIUS. Away, boy, from the troops, and save... |
| 21005 | For friends kill friends, and the disorder... |
| 21006 | As war were hoodwink'd. |
| 21007 | IACHIMO. 'Tis their fresh supplies. |
| 21008 | LUCIUS. It is a day turn'd strangely. Or bet... |
| 21009 | Let's reinforce or fly. ... |
| 21010 | SCENE III. |
| 21011 | Another part of the field |
| 21012 | Enter POSTHUMUS and a Britain LORD |
| 21013 | LORD. Cam'st thou from where they made the s... |
| 21014 | POSTHUMUS. I did: |
| 21015 | Though you, it seems, come from the fliers. |
| 21016 | LORD. I did. |
| 21017 | POSTHUMUS. No blame be to you, sir, for all ... |
| 21018 | But that the heavens fought. The King himself |
| 21019 | Of his wings destitute, the army broken, |
| 21020 | And but the backs of Britons seen, an flying, |
| 21021 | Through a strait lane- the enemy, full-hea... |
| 21022 | Lolling the tongue with slaught'ring, havi... |
| 21023 | More plentiful than tools to do't, struck ... |
| 21024 | Some mortally, some slightly touch'd, some... |
| 21025 | Merely through fear, that the strait pass ... |
| 21026 | With dead men hurt behind, and cowards living |
| 21027 | To die with length'ned shame. |
| 21028 | LORD. Where was this lane? |
| 21029 | POSTHUMUS. Close by the battle, ditch'd, and... |
| 21030 | Which gave advantage to an ancient soldier- |
| 21031 | An honest one, I warrant, who deserv'd |
| 21032 | So long a breeding as his white beard came... |
| 21033 | In doing this for's country. Athwart the lane |
| 21034 | He, with two striplings- lads more like to... |
| 21035 | The country base than to commit such slaug... |
| 21036 | With faces fit for masks, or rather fairer |
| 21037 | Than those for preservation cas'd or shame- |
| 21038 | Made good the passage, cried to those that... |
| 21039 | 'Our Britain's harts die flying, not our men. |
| 21040 | To darkness fleet souls that fly backwards... |
| 21041 | Or we are Romans and will give you that, |
| 21042 | Like beasts, which you shun beastly, and m... |
| 21043 | But to look back in frown. Stand, stand!' ... |
| 21044 | Three thousand confident, in act as many- |
| 21045 | For three performers are the file when all |
| 21046 | The rest do nothing- with this word 'Stand... |
| 21047 | Accommodated by the place, more charming |
| 21048 | With their own nobleness, which could have... |
| 21049 | A distaff to a lance, gilded pale looks, |
| 21050 | Part shame, part spirit renew'd; that some... |
| 21051 | But by example- O, a sin in war |
| 21052 | Damn'd in the first beginners!- gan to look |
| 21053 | The way that they did and to grin like lions |
| 21054 | Upon the pikes o' th' hunters. Then began |
| 21055 | A stop i' th' chaser, a retire; anon |
| 21056 | A rout, confusion thick. Forthwith they fly, |
| 21057 | Chickens, the way which they stoop'd eagle... |
| 21058 | The strides they victors made; and now our... |
| 21059 | Like fragments in hard voyages, became |
| 21060 | The life o' th' need. Having found the bac... |
| 21061 | Of the unguarded hearts, heavens, how they... |
| 21062 | Some slain before, some dying, some their ... |
| 21063 | O'erborne i' th' former wave. Ten chas'd b... |
| 21064 | Are now each one the slaughterman of twenty. |
| 21065 | Those that would die or ere resist are grown |
| 21066 | The mortal bugs o' th' field. |
| 21067 | LORD. This was strange chance: |
| 21068 | A narrow lane, an old man, and two boys. |
| 21069 | POSTHUMUS. Nay, do not wonder at it; you are... |
| 21070 | Rather to wonder at the things you hear |
| 21071 | Than to work any. Will you rhyme upon't, |
| 21072 | And vent it for a mock'ry? Here is one: |
| 21073 | 'Two boys, an old man (twice a boy), a lane, |
| 21074 | Preserv'd the Britons, was the Romans' bane.' |
| 21075 | LORD. Nay, be not angry, sir. |
| 21076 | POSTHUMUS. 'Lack, to what end? |
| 21077 | Who dares not stand his foe I'll be his fr... |
| 21078 | For if he'll do as he is made to do, |
| 21079 | I know he'll quickly fly my friendship too. |
| 21080 | You have put me into rhyme. |
| 21081 | LORD. Farewell; you're angry. ... |
| 21082 | POSTHUMUS. Still going? This is a lord! O no... |
| 21083 | To be i' th' field and ask 'What news?' of... |
| 21084 | To-day how many would have given their hon... |
| 21085 | To have sav'd their carcasses! took heel t... |
| 21086 | And yet died too! I, in mine own woe charm'd, |
| 21087 | Could not find death where I did hear him ... |
| 21088 | Nor feel him where he struck. Being an ugl... |
| 21089 | 'Tis strange he hides him in fresh cups, s... |
| 21090 | Sweet words; or hath moe ministers than we |
| 21091 | That draw his knives i' th' war. Well, I w... |
| 21092 | For being now a favourer to the Briton, |
| 21093 | No more a Briton, I have resum'd again |
| 21094 | The part I came in. Fight I will no more, |
| 21095 | But yield me to the veriest hind that shall |
| 21096 | Once touch my shoulder. Great the slaughte... |
| 21097 | Here made by th' Roman; great the answer be |
| 21098 | Britons must take. For me, my ransom's death; |
| 21099 | On either side I come to spend my breath, |
| 21100 | Which neither here I'll keep nor bear again, |
| 21101 | But end it by some means for Imogen. |
| 21102 | Enter two BRITISH CAPTAINS and sol... |
| 21103 | FIRST CAPTAIN. Great Jupiter be prais'd! Luc... |
| 21104 | 'Tis thought the old man and his sons were... |
| 21105 | SECOND CAPTAIN. There was a fourth man, in a... |
| 21106 | That gave th' affront with them. |
| 21107 | FIRST CAPTAIN. So 'tis reported; |
| 21108 | But none of 'em can be found. Stand! who's... |
| 21109 | POSTHUMUS. A Roman, |
| 21110 | Who had not now been drooping here if seconds |
| 21111 | Had answer'd him. |
| 21112 | SECOND CAPTAIN. Lay hands on him; a dog! |
| 21113 | A leg of Rome shall not return to tell |
| 21114 | What crows have peck'd them here. He brags... |
| 21115 | As if he were of note. Bring him to th' King. |
| 21116 | Enter CYMBELINE, BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, ARVIR... |
| 21117 | captives. The CAPTAINS present POSTHUMUS to... |
| 21118 | him over to a gaoler. Exeunt omnes |
| 21119 | SCENE IV. |
| 21120 | Britain. A prison |
| 21121 | Enter POSTHUMUS and two GAOLERS |
| 21122 | FIRST GAOLER. You shall not now be stol'n, y... |
| 21123 | So graze as you find pasture. |
| 21124 | SECOND GAOLER. Ay, or a stomach. ... |
| 21125 | POSTHUMUS. Most welcome, bondage! for thou a... |
| 21126 | I think, to liberty. Yet am I better |
| 21127 | Than one that's sick o' th' gout, since he... |
| 21128 | Groan so in perpetuity than be cur'd |
| 21129 | By th' sure physician death, who is the key |
| 21130 | T' unbar these locks. My conscience, thou ... |
| 21131 | More than my shanks and wrists; you good g... |
| 21132 | The penitent instrument to pick that bolt, |
| 21133 | Then, free for ever! Is't enough I am sorry? |
| 21134 | So children temporal fathers do appease; |
| 21135 | Gods are more full of mercy. Must I repent, |
| 21136 | I cannot do it better than in gyves, |
| 21137 | Desir'd more than constrain'd. To satisfy, |
| 21138 | If of my freedom 'tis the main part, take |
| 21139 | No stricter render of me than my all. |
| 21140 | I know you are more clement than vile men, |
| 21141 | Who of their broken debtors take a third, |
| 21142 | A sixth, a tenth, letting them thrive again |
| 21143 | On their abatement; that's not my desire. |
| 21144 | For Imogen's dear life take mine; and though |
| 21145 | 'Tis not so dear, yet 'tis a life; you coi... |
| 21146 | 'Tween man and man they weigh not every st... |
| 21147 | Though light, take pieces for the figure's... |
| 21148 | You rather mine, being yours. And so, grea... |
| 21149 | If you will take this audit, take this life, |
| 21150 | And cancel these cold bonds. O Imogen! |
| 21151 | I'll speak to thee in silence. ... |
| 21152 | Solemn music. Enter, as in an appariti... |
| 21153 | LEONATUS, father to POSTHUMUS, an old ... |
| 21154 | like a warrior; leading in his hand a... |
| 21155 | matron, his WIFE, and mother to POST... |
| 21156 | music before them. Then, after other m... |
| 21157 | the two young LEONATI, brothers to ... |
| 21158 | with wounds, as they died in the... |
| 21159 | They circle POSTHUMUS round as he li... |
| 21160 | SICILIUS. No more, thou thunder-master, show |
| 21161 | Thy spite on mortal flies. |
| 21162 | With Mars fall out, with Juno chide, |
| 21163 | That thy adulteries |
| 21164 | Rates and revenges. |
| 21165 | Hath my poor boy done aught but well, |
| 21166 | Whose face I never saw? |
| 21167 | I died whilst in the womb he stay'd |
| 21168 | Attending nature's law; |
| 21169 | Whose father then, as men report |
| 21170 | Thou orphans' father art, |
| 21171 | Thou shouldst have been, and shiel... |
| 21172 | From this earth-vexing smart. |
| 21173 | MOTHER. Lucina lent not me her aid, |
| 21174 | But took me in my throes, |
| 21175 | That from me was Posthumus ripp'd, |
| 21176 | Came crying 'mongst his foes, |
| 21177 | A thing of pity. |
| 21178 | SICILIUS. Great Nature like his ancestry |
| 21179 | Moulded the stuff so fair |
| 21180 | That he deserv'd the praise o' th'... |
| 21181 | As great Sicilius' heir. |
| 21182 | FIRST BROTHER. When once he was mature for man, |
| 21183 | In Britain where was he |
| 21184 | That could stand up his parallel, |
| 21185 | Or fruitful object be |
| 21186 | In eye of Imogen, that best |
| 21187 | Could deem his dignity? |
| 21188 | MOTHER. With marriage wherefore was he moc... |
| 21189 | To be exil'd and thrown |
| 21190 | From Leonati seat and cast |
| 21191 | From her his dearest one, |
| 21192 | Sweet Imogen? |
| 21193 | SICILIUS. Why did you suffer Iachimo, |
| 21194 | Slight thing of Italy, |
| 21195 | To taint his nobler heart and brain |
| 21196 | With needless jealousy, |
| 21197 | And to become the geck and scorn |
| 21198 | O' th' other's villainy? |
| 21199 | SECOND BROTHER. For this from stiller seats ... |
| 21200 | Our parents and us twain, |
| 21201 | That, striking in our country's ca... |
| 21202 | Fell bravely and were slain, |
| 21203 | Our fealty and Tenantius' right |
| 21204 | With honour to maintain. |
| 21205 | FIRST BROTHER. Like hardiment Posthumus hath |
| 21206 | To Cymbeline perform'd. |
| 21207 | Then, Jupiter, thou king of gods, |
| 21208 | Why hast thou thus adjourn'd |
| 21209 | The graces for his merits due, |
| 21210 | Being all to dolours turn'd? |
| 21211 | SICILIUS. Thy crystal window ope; look out; |
| 21212 | No longer exercise |
| 21213 | Upon a valiant race thy harsh |
| 21214 | And potent injuries. |
| 21215 | MOTHER. Since, Jupiter, our son is good, |
| 21216 | Take off his miseries. |
| 21217 | SICILIUS. Peep through thy marble mansion. H... |
| 21218 | Or we poor ghosts will cry |
| 21219 | To th' shining synod of the rest |
| 21220 | Against thy deity. |
| 21221 | BROTHERS. Help, Jupiter! or we appeal, |
| 21222 | And from thy justice fly. |
| 21223 | JUPITER descends-in thunder and lightni... |
| 21224 | upon an eagle. He throws a thunderbolt.... |
| 21225 | fall on their knees |
| 21226 | JUPITER. No more, you petty spirits of regio... |
| 21227 | Offend our hearing; hush! How dare you ghosts |
| 21228 | Accuse the Thunderer whose bolt, you know, |
| 21229 | Sky-planted, batters all rebelling coasts? |
| 21230 | Poor shadows of Elysium, hence and rest |
| 21231 | Upon your never-withering banks of flow'rs. |
| 21232 | Be not with mortal accidents opprest: |
| 21233 | No care of yours it is; you know 'tis ours. |
| 21234 | Whom best I love I cross; to make my gift, |
| 21235 | The more delay'd, delighted. Be content; |
| 21236 | Your low-laid son our godhead will uplift; |
| 21237 | His comforts thrive, his trials well are s... |
| 21238 | Our Jovial star reign'd at his birth, and in |
| 21239 | Our temple was he married. Rise and fade! |
| 21240 | He shall be lord of Lady Imogen, |
| 21241 | And happier much by his affliction made. |
| 21242 | This tablet lay upon his breast, wherein |
| 21243 | Our pleasure his full fortune doth confine; |
| 21244 | And so, away; no farther with your din |
| 21245 | Express impatience, lest you stir up mine. |
| 21246 | Mount, eagle, to my palace crystalline. ... |
| 21247 | SICILIUS. He came in thunder; his celestial ... |
| 21248 | Was sulpherous to smell; the holy eagle |
| 21249 | Stoop'd as to foot us. His ascension is |
| 21250 | More sweet than our blest fields. His roya... |
| 21251 | Prunes the immortal wing, and cloys his beak, |
| 21252 | As when his god is pleas'd. |
| 21253 | ALL. Thanks, Jupiter! |
| 21254 | SICILIUS. The marble pavement closes, he is ... |
| 21255 | His radiant roof. Away! and, to be blest, |
| 21256 | Let us with care perform his great behest.... |
| 21257 | POSTHUMUS. [Waking] Sleep, thou has been a g... |
| 21258 | A father to me; and thou hast created |
| 21259 | A mother and two brothers. But, O scorn, |
| 21260 | Gone! They went hence so soon as they were... |
| 21261 | And so I am awake. Poor wretches, that depend |
| 21262 | On greatness' favour, dream as I have done; |
| 21263 | Wake and find nothing. But, alas, I swerve; |
| 21264 | Many dream not to find, neither deserve, |
| 21265 | And yet are steep'd in favours; so am I, |
| 21266 | That have this golden chance, and know not... |
| 21267 | What fairies haunt this ground? A book? O ... |
| 21268 | Be not, as is our fangled world, a garment |
| 21269 | Nobler than that it covers. Let thy effects |
| 21270 | So follow to be most unlike our courtiers, |
| 21271 | As good as promise. |
| 21272 | [Reads] 'When as a lion's whelp shall, to ... |
| 21273 | without seeking find, and be embrac'd by a... |
| 21274 | and when from a stately cedar shall be lop... |
| 21275 | being dead many years, shall after revive,... |
| 21276 | stock, and freshly grow; then shall Posthu... |
| 21277 | Britain be fortunate and flourish in peace... |
| 21278 | 'Tis still a dream, or else such stuff as ... |
| 21279 | Tongue, and brain not; either both or noth... |
| 21280 | Or senseless speaking, or a speaking such |
| 21281 | As sense cannot untie. Be what it is, |
| 21282 | The action of my life is like it, which |
| 21283 | I'll keep, if but for sympathy. |
| 21284 | Re-enter GAOLER |
| 21285 | GAOLER. Come, sir, are you ready for death? |
| 21286 | POSTHUMUS. Over-roasted rather; ready long ago. |
| 21287 | GAOLER. Hanging is the word, sir; if you be ... |
| 21288 | well cook'd. |
| 21289 | POSTHUMUS. So, if I prove a good repast to t... |
| 21290 | pays the shot. |
| 21291 | GAOLER. A heavy reckoning for you, sir. But ... |
| 21292 | shall be called to no more payments, fear ... |
| 21293 | which are often the sadness of parting, as... |
| 21294 | You come in faint for want of meat, depart... |
| 21295 | drink; sorry that you have paid too much, ... |
| 21296 | paid too much; purse and brain both empty;... |
| 21297 | for being too light, the purse too light, ... |
| 21298 | heaviness. O, of this contradiction you sh... |
| 21299 | charity of a penny cord! It sums up thousa... |
| 21300 | have no true debitor and creditor but it; ... |
| 21301 | to come, the discharge. Your neck, sir, is... |
| 21302 | counters; so the acquittance follows. |
| 21303 | POSTHUMUS. I am merrier to die than thou art... |
| 21304 | GAOLER. Indeed, sir, he that sleeps feels no... |
| 21305 | man that were to sleep your sleep, and a h... |
| 21306 | bed, I think he would change places with h... |
| 21307 | you, sir, you know not which way you shall... |
| 21308 | POSTHUMUS. Yes indeed do I, fellow. |
| 21309 | GAOLER. Your death has eyes in's head, then;... |
| 21310 | pictur'd. You must either be directed by s... |
| 21311 | to know, or to take upon yourself that whi... |
| 21312 | know, or jump the after-inquiry on your ow... |
| 21313 | shall speed in your journey's end, I think... |
| 21314 | tell one. |
| 21315 | POSTHUMUS. I tell thee, fellow, there are no... |
| 21316 | them the way I am going, but such as wink ... |
| 21317 | GAOLER. What an infinite mock is this, that ... |
| 21318 | best use of eyes to see the way of blindne... |
| 21319 | the way of winking. |
| 21320 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 21321 | MESSENGER. Knock off his manacles; bring you... |
| 21322 | POSTHUMUS. Thou bring'st good news: I am cal... |
| 21323 | GAOLER. I'll be hang'd then. |
| 21324 | POSTHUMUS. Thou shalt be then freer than a g... |
| 21325 | dead. Exeunt POSTH... |
| 21326 | GAOLER. Unless a man would marry a gallows a... |
| 21327 | I never saw one so prone. Yet, on my consc... |
| 21328 | knaves desire to live, for all he be a Rom... |
| 21329 | of them too that die against their wills; ... |
| 21330 | one. I would we were all of one mind, and ... |
| 21331 | were desolation of gaolers and gallowses! ... |
| 21332 | present profit, but my wish hath a preferm... |
| 21333 | SCENE V. |
| 21334 | Britain. CYMBELINE'S tent |
| 21335 | Enter CYMBELINE, BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, ARVIRAGU... |
| 21336 | OFFICERS, and attendants |
| 21337 | CYMBELINE. Stand by my side, you whom the go... |
| 21338 | Preservers of my throne. Woe is my heart |
| 21339 | That the poor soldier that so richly fought, |
| 21340 | Whose rags sham'd gilded arms, whose naked... |
| 21341 | Stepp'd before targes of proof, cannot be ... |
| 21342 | He shall be happy that can find him, if |
| 21343 | Our grace can make him so. |
| 21344 | BELARIUS. I never saw |
| 21345 | Such noble fury in so poor a thing; |
| 21346 | Such precious deeds in one that promis'd n... |
| 21347 | But beggary and poor looks. |
| 21348 | CYMBELINE. No tidings of him? |
| 21349 | PISANIO. He hath been search'd among the dea... |
| 21350 | But no trace of him. |
| 21351 | CYMBELINE. To my grief, I am |
| 21352 | The heir of his reward; [To BELARIUS, GUID... |
| 21353 | which I will add |
| 21354 | To you, the liver, heart, and brain, of Br... |
| 21355 | By whom I grant she lives. 'Tis now the time |
| 21356 | To ask of whence you are. Report it. |
| 21357 | BELARIUS. Sir, |
| 21358 | In Cambria are we born, and gentlemen; |
| 21359 | Further to boast were neither true nor mod... |
| 21360 | Unless I add we are honest. |
| 21361 | CYMBELINE. Bow your knees. |
| 21362 | Arise my knights o' th' battle; I create you |
| 21363 | Companions to our person, and will fit you |
| 21364 | With dignities becoming your estates. |
| 21365 | Enter CORNELIUS and LADIES |
| 21366 | There's business in these faces. Why so sadly |
| 21367 | Greet you our victory? You look like Romans, |
| 21368 | And not o' th' court of Britain. |
| 21369 | CORNELIUS. Hail, great King! |
| 21370 | To sour your happiness I must report |
| 21371 | The Queen is dead. |
| 21372 | CYMBELINE. Who worse than a physician |
| 21373 | Would this report become? But I consider |
| 21374 | By med'cine'life may be prolong'd, yet death |
| 21375 | Will seize the doctor too. How ended she? |
| 21376 | CORNELIUS. With horror, madly dying, like he... |
| 21377 | Which, being cruel to the world, concluded |
| 21378 | Most cruel to herself. What she confess'd |
| 21379 | I will report, so please you; these her women |
| 21380 | Can trip me if I err, who with wet cheeks |
| 21381 | Were present when she finish'd. |
| 21382 | CYMBELINE. Prithee say. |
| 21383 | CORNELIUS. First, she confess'd she never lo... |
| 21384 | Affected greatness got by you, not you; |
| 21385 | Married your royalty, was wife to your place; |
| 21386 | Abhorr'd your person. |
| 21387 | CYMBELINE. She alone knew this; |
| 21388 | And but she spoke it dying, I would not |
| 21389 | Believe her lips in opening it. Proceed. |
| 21390 | CORNELIUS. Your daughter, whom she bore in h... |
| 21391 | With such integrity, she did confess |
| 21392 | Was as a scorpion to her sight; whose life, |
| 21393 | But that her flight prevented it, she had |
| 21394 | Ta'en off by poison. |
| 21395 | CYMBELINE. O most delicate fiend! |
| 21396 | Who is't can read a woman? Is there more? |
| 21397 | CORNELIUS. More, sir, and worse. She did con... |
| 21398 | For you a mortal mineral, which, being took, |
| 21399 | Should by the minute feed on life, and lin... |
| 21400 | By inches waste you. In which time she pur... |
| 21401 | By watching, weeping, tendance, kissing, to |
| 21402 | O'ercome you with her show; and in time, |
| 21403 | When she had fitted you with her craft, to... |
| 21404 | Her son into th' adoption of the crown; |
| 21405 | But failing of her end by his strange abse... |
| 21406 | Grew shameless-desperate, open'd, in despite |
| 21407 | Of heaven and men, her purposes, repented |
| 21408 | The evils she hatch'd were not effected; so, |
| 21409 | Despairing, died. |
| 21410 | CYMBELINE. Heard you all this, her women? |
| 21411 | LADY. We did, so please your Highness. |
| 21412 | CYMBELINE. Mine eyes |
| 21413 | Were not in fault, for she was beautiful; |
| 21414 | Mine ears, that heard her flattery; nor my... |
| 21415 | That thought her like her seeming. It had ... |
| 21416 | To have mistrusted her; yet, O my daughter! |
| 21417 | That it was folly in me thou mayst say, |
| 21418 | And prove it in thy feeling. Heaven mend all! |
| 21419 | Enter LUCIUS, IACHIMO, the SOOTHSAYER... |
| 21420 | Roman prisoners, guarded; POSTHUMUS behi... |
| 21421 | Thou com'st not, Caius, now for tribute; that |
| 21422 | The Britons have raz'd out, though with th... |
| 21423 | Of many a bold one, whose kinsmen have mad... |
| 21424 | That their good souls may be appeas'd with... |
| 21425 | Of you their captives, which ourself have ... |
| 21426 | So think of your estate. |
| 21427 | LUCIUS. Consider, sir, the chance of war. Th... |
| 21428 | Was yours by accident; had it gone with us, |
| 21429 | We should not, when the blood was cool, ha... |
| 21430 | Our prisoners with the sword. But since th... |
| 21431 | Will have it thus, that nothing but our lives |
| 21432 | May be call'd ransom, let it come. Sufficeth |
| 21433 | A Roman with a Roman's heart can suffer. |
| 21434 | Augustus lives to think on't; and so much |
| 21435 | For my peculiar care. This one thing only |
| 21436 | I will entreat: my boy, a Briton born, |
| 21437 | Let him be ransom'd. Never master had |
| 21438 | A page so kind, so duteous, diligent, |
| 21439 | So tender over his occasions, true, |
| 21440 | So feat, so nurse-like; let his virtue join |
| 21441 | With my request, which I'll make bold your... |
| 21442 | Cannot deny; he hath done no Briton harm |
| 21443 | Though he have serv'd a Roman. Save him, sir, |
| 21444 | And spare no blood beside. |
| 21445 | CYMBELINE. I have surely seen him; |
| 21446 | His favour is familiar to me. Boy, |
| 21447 | Thou hast look'd thyself into my grace, |
| 21448 | And art mine own. I know not why, wherefore |
| 21449 | To say 'Live, boy.' Ne'er thank thy master... |
| 21450 | And ask of Cymbeline what boon thou wilt, |
| 21451 | Fitting my bounty and thy state, I'll give... |
| 21452 | Yea, though thou do demand a prisoner, |
| 21453 | The noblest ta'en. |
| 21454 | IMOGEN. I humbly thank your Highness. |
| 21455 | LUCIUS. I do not bid thee beg my life, good ... |
| 21456 | And yet I know thou wilt. |
| 21457 | IMOGEN. No, no! Alack, |
| 21458 | There's other work in hand. I see a thing |
| 21459 | Bitter to me as death; your life, good mas... |
| 21460 | Must shuffle for itself. |
| 21461 | LUCIUS. The boy disdains me, |
| 21462 | He leaves me, scorns me. Briefly die their... |
| 21463 | That place them on the truth of girls and ... |
| 21464 | Why stands he so perplex'd? |
| 21465 | CYMBELINE. What wouldst thou, boy? |
| 21466 | I love thee more and more; think more and ... |
| 21467 | What's best to ask. Know'st him thou look'... |
| 21468 | Wilt have him live? Is he thy kin? thy fri... |
| 21469 | IMOGEN. He is a Roman, no more kin to me |
| 21470 | Than I to your Highness; who, being born y... |
| 21471 | Am something nearer. |
| 21472 | CYMBELINE. Wherefore ey'st him so? |
| 21473 | IMOGEN. I'll tell you, sir, in private, if y... |
| 21474 | To give me hearing. |
| 21475 | CYMBELINE. Ay, with all my heart, |
| 21476 | And lend my best attention. What's thy name? |
| 21477 | IMOGEN. Fidele, sir. |
| 21478 | CYMBELINE. Thou'rt my good youth, my page; |
| 21479 | I'll be thy master. Walk with me; speak fr... |
| 21480 | [CYMBELINE and IMOG... |
| 21481 | BELARIUS. Is not this boy reviv'd from death? |
| 21482 | ARVIRAGUS. One sand another |
| 21483 | Not more resembles- that sweet rosy lad |
| 21484 | Who died and was Fidele. What think you? |
| 21485 | GUIDERIUS. The same dead thing alive. |
| 21486 | BELARIUS. Peace, peace! see further. He eyes... |
| 21487 | Creatures may be alike; were't he, I am sure |
| 21488 | He would have spoke to us. |
| 21489 | GUIDERIUS. But we saw him dead. |
| 21490 | BELARIUS. Be silent; let's see further. |
| 21491 | PISANIO. [Aside] It is my mistress. |
| 21492 | Since she is living, let the time run on |
| 21493 | To good or bad. [CYMBELINE a... |
| 21494 | CYMBELINE. Come, stand thou by our side; |
| 21495 | Make thy demand aloud. [To IACHIMO] Sir, s... |
| 21496 | Give answer to this boy, and do it freely, |
| 21497 | Or, by our greatness and the grace of it, |
| 21498 | Which is our honour, bitter torture shall |
| 21499 | Winnow the truth from falsehood. On, speak... |
| 21500 | IMOGEN. My boon is that this gentleman may r... |
| 21501 | Of whom he had this ring. |
| 21502 | POSTHUMUS. [Aside] What's that to him? |
| 21503 | CYMBELINE. That diamond upon your finger, say |
| 21504 | How came it yours? |
| 21505 | IACHIMO. Thou'lt torture me to leave unspoke... |
| 21506 | Which to be spoke would torture thee. |
| 21507 | CYMBELINE. How? me? |
| 21508 | IACHIMO. I am glad to be constrain'd to utte... |
| 21509 | Which torments me to conceal. By villainy |
| 21510 | I got this ring; 'twas Leonatus' jewel, |
| 21511 | Whom thou didst banish; and- which more ma... |
| 21512 | As it doth me- a nobler sir ne'er liv'd |
| 21513 | 'Twixt sky and ground. Wilt thou hear more... |
| 21514 | CYMBELINE. All that belongs to this. |
| 21515 | IACHIMO. That paragon, thy daughter, |
| 21516 | For whom my heart drops blood and my false... |
| 21517 | Quail to remember- Give me leave, I faint. |
| 21518 | CYMBELINE. My daughter? What of her? Renew t... |
| 21519 | I had rather thou shouldst live while natu... |
| 21520 | Than die ere I hear more. Strive, man, and... |
| 21521 | IACHIMO. Upon a time- unhappy was the clock |
| 21522 | That struck the hour!- was in Rome- accurs'd |
| 21523 | The mansion where!- 'twas at a feast- O, w... |
| 21524 | Our viands had been poison'd, or at least |
| 21525 | Those which I heav'd to head!- the good Po... |
| 21526 | What should I say? he was too good to be |
| 21527 | Where ill men were, and was the best of all |
| 21528 | Amongst the rar'st of good ones- sitting s... |
| 21529 | Hearing us praise our loves of Italy |
| 21530 | For beauty that made barren the swell'd boast |
| 21531 | Of him that best could speak; for feature,... |
| 21532 | The shrine of Venus or straight-pight Mine... |
| 21533 | Postures beyond brief nature; for condition, |
| 21534 | A shop of all the qualities that man |
| 21535 | Loves woman for; besides that hook of wiving, |
| 21536 | Fairness which strikes the eye- |
| 21537 | CYMBELINE. I stand on fire. |
| 21538 | Come to the matter. |
| 21539 | IACHIMO. All too soon I shall, |
| 21540 | Unless thou wouldst grieve quickly. This P... |
| 21541 | Most like a noble lord in love and one |
| 21542 | That had a royal lover, took his hint; |
| 21543 | And not dispraising whom we prais'd- therein |
| 21544 | He was as calm as virtue- he began |
| 21545 | His mistress' picture; which by his tongue... |
| 21546 | And then a mind put in't, either our brags |
| 21547 | Were crack'd of kitchen trulls, or his des... |
| 21548 | Prov'd us unspeaking sots. |
| 21549 | CYMBELINE. Nay, nay, to th' purpose. |
| 21550 | IACHIMO. Your daughter's chastity- there it ... |
| 21551 | He spake of her as Dian had hot dreams |
| 21552 | And she alone were cold; whereat I, wretch, |
| 21553 | Made scruple of his praise, and wager'd wi... |
| 21554 | Pieces of gold 'gainst this which then he ... |
| 21555 | Upon his honour'd finger, to attain |
| 21556 | In suit the place of's bed, and win this ring |
| 21557 | By hers and mine adultery. He, true knight, |
| 21558 | No lesser of her honour confident |
| 21559 | Than I did truly find her, stakes this ring; |
| 21560 | And would so, had it been a carbuncle |
| 21561 | Of Phoebus' wheel; and might so safely, ha... |
| 21562 | Been all the worth of's car. Away to Britain |
| 21563 | Post I in this design. Well may you, sir, |
| 21564 | Remember me at court, where I was taught |
| 21565 | Of your chaste daughter the wide difference |
| 21566 | 'Twixt amorous and villainous. Being thus ... |
| 21567 | Of hope, not longing, mine Italian brain |
| 21568 | Gan in your duller Britain operate |
| 21569 | Most vilely; for my vantage, excellent; |
| 21570 | And, to be brief, my practice so prevail'd |
| 21571 | That I return'd with simular proof enough |
| 21572 | To make the noble Leonatus mad, |
| 21573 | By wounding his belief in her renown |
| 21574 | With tokens thus and thus; averring notes |
| 21575 | Of chamber-hanging, pictures, this her bra... |
| 21576 | O cunning, how I got it!- nay, some marks |
| 21577 | Of secret on her person, that he could not |
| 21578 | But think her bond of chastity quite crack'd, |
| 21579 | I having ta'en the forfeit. Whereupon- |
| 21580 | Methinks I see him now- |
| 21581 | POSTHUMUS. [Coming forward] Ay, so thou dost, |
| 21582 | Italian fiend! Ay me, most credulous fool, |
| 21583 | Egregious murderer, thief, anything |
| 21584 | That's due to all the villains past, in be... |
| 21585 | To come! O, give me cord, or knife, or poi... |
| 21586 | Some upright justicer! Thou, King, send out |
| 21587 | For torturers ingenious. It is I |
| 21588 | That all th' abhorred things o' th' earth ... |
| 21589 | By being worse than they. I am Posthumus, |
| 21590 | That kill'd thy daughter; villain-like, I ... |
| 21591 | That caus'd a lesser villain than myself, |
| 21592 | A sacrilegious thief, to do't. The temple |
| 21593 | Of virtue was she; yea, and she herself. |
| 21594 | Spit, and throw stones, cast mire upon me,... |
| 21595 | The dogs o' th' street to bay me. Every vi... |
| 21596 | Be call'd Posthumus Leonatus, and |
| 21597 | Be villainy less than 'twas! O Imogen! |
| 21598 | My queen, my life, my wife! O Imogen, |
| 21599 | Imogen, Imogen! |
| 21600 | IMOGEN. Peace, my lord. Hear, hear! |
| 21601 | POSTHUMUS. Shall's have a play of this? Thou... |
| 21602 | There lies thy part. [Strik... |
| 21603 | PISANIO. O gentlemen, help! |
| 21604 | Mine and your mistress! O, my lord Posthumus! |
| 21605 | You ne'er kill'd Imogen till now. Help, help! |
| 21606 | Mine honour'd lady! |
| 21607 | CYMBELINE. Does the world go round? |
| 21608 | POSTHUMUS. How comes these staggers on me? |
| 21609 | PISANIO. Wake, my mistress! |
| 21610 | CYMBELINE. If this be so, the gods do mean t... |
| 21611 | To death with mortal joy. |
| 21612 | PISANIO. How fares my mistress? |
| 21613 | IMOGEN. O, get thee from my sight; |
| 21614 | Thou gav'st me poison. Dangerous fellow, h... |
| 21615 | Breathe not where princes are. |
| 21616 | CYMBELINE. The tune of Imogen! |
| 21617 | PISANIO. Lady, |
| 21618 | The gods throw stones of sulphur on me, if |
| 21619 | That box I gave you was not thought by me |
| 21620 | A precious thing! I had it from the Queen. |
| 21621 | CYMBELINE. New matter still? |
| 21622 | IMOGEN. It poison'd me. |
| 21623 | CORNELIUS. O gods! |
| 21624 | I left out one thing which the Queen confe... |
| 21625 | Which must approve thee honest. 'If Pisanio |
| 21626 | Have' said she 'given his mistress that co... |
| 21627 | Which I gave him for cordial, she is serv'd |
| 21628 | As I would serve a rat.' |
| 21629 | CYMBELINE. What's this, Cornelius? |
| 21630 | CORNELIUS. The Queen, sir, very oft importun... |
| 21631 | To temper poisons for her; still pretending |
| 21632 | The satisfaction of her knowledge only |
| 21633 | In killing creatures vile, as cats and dogs, |
| 21634 | Of no esteem. I, dreading that her purpose |
| 21635 | Was of more danger, did compound for her |
| 21636 | A certain stuff, which, being ta'en would ... |
| 21637 | The present pow'r of life, but in short time |
| 21638 | All offices of nature should again |
| 21639 | Do their due functions. Have you ta'en of it? |
| 21640 | IMOGEN. Most like I did, for I was dead. |
| 21641 | BELARIUS. My boys, |
| 21642 | There was our error. |
| 21643 | GUIDERIUS. This is sure Fidele. |
| 21644 | IMOGEN. Why did you throw your wedded lady f... |
| 21645 | Think that you are upon a rock, and now |
| 21646 | Throw me again. ... |
| 21647 | POSTHUMUS. Hang there like fruit, my soul, |
| 21648 | Till the tree die! |
| 21649 | CYMBELINE. How now, my flesh? my child? |
| 21650 | What, mak'st thou me a dullard in this act? |
| 21651 | Wilt thou not speak to me? |
| 21652 | IMOGEN. [Kneeling] Your blessing, sir. |
| 21653 | BELARIUS. [To GUIDERIUS and ARVIRAGUS] Thoug... |
| 21654 | youth, I blame ye not; |
| 21655 | You had a motive for't. |
| 21656 | CYMBELINE. My tears that fall |
| 21657 | Prove holy water on thee! Imogen, |
| 21658 | Thy mother's dead. |
| 21659 | IMOGEN. I am sorry for't, my lord. |
| 21660 | CYMBELINE. O, she was naught, and long of he... |
| 21661 | That we meet here so strangely; but her son |
| 21662 | Is gone, we know not how nor where. |
| 21663 | PISANIO. My lord, |
| 21664 | Now fear is from me, I'll speak troth. Lor... |
| 21665 | Upon my lady's missing, came to me |
| 21666 | With his sword drawn, foam'd at the mouth,... |
| 21667 | If I discover'd not which way she was gone, |
| 21668 | It was my instant death. By accident |
| 21669 | I had a feigned letter of my master's |
| 21670 | Then in my pocket, which directed him |
| 21671 | To seek her on the mountains near to Milford; |
| 21672 | Where, in a frenzy, in my master's garments, |
| 21673 | Which he enforc'd from me, away he posts |
| 21674 | With unchaste purpose, and with oath to vi... |
| 21675 | My lady's honour. What became of him |
| 21676 | I further know not. |
| 21677 | GUIDERIUS. Let me end the story: |
| 21678 | I slew him there. |
| 21679 | CYMBELINE. Marry, the gods forfend! |
| 21680 | I would not thy good deeds should from my ... |
| 21681 | Pluck a hard sentence. Prithee, valiant yo... |
| 21682 | Deny't again. |
| 21683 | GUIDERIUS. I have spoke it, and I did it. |
| 21684 | CYMBELINE. He was a prince. |
| 21685 | GUIDERIUS. A most incivil one. The wrongs he... |
| 21686 | Were nothing prince-like; for he did provo... |
| 21687 | With language that would make me spurn the... |
| 21688 | If it could so roar to me. I cut off's hea... |
| 21689 | And am right glad he is not standing here |
| 21690 | To tell this tale of mine. |
| 21691 | CYMBELINE. I am sorry for thee. |
| 21692 | By thine own tongue thou art condemn'd, an... |
| 21693 | Endure our law. Thou'rt dead. |
| 21694 | IMOGEN. That headless man |
| 21695 | I thought had been my lord. |
| 21696 | CYMBELINE. Bind the offender, |
| 21697 | And take him from our presence. |
| 21698 | BELARIUS. Stay, sir King. |
| 21699 | This man is better than the man he slew, |
| 21700 | As well descended as thyself, and hath |
| 21701 | More of thee merited than a band of Clotens |
| 21702 | Had ever scar for. [To the guard] Let his ... |
| 21703 | They were not born for bondage. |
| 21704 | CYMBELINE. Why, old soldier, |
| 21705 | Wilt thou undo the worth thou art unpaid for |
| 21706 | By tasting of our wrath? How of descent |
| 21707 | As good as we? |
| 21708 | ARVIRAGUS. In that he spake too far. |
| 21709 | CYMBELINE. And thou shalt die for't. |
| 21710 | BELARIUS. We will die all three; |
| 21711 | But I will prove that two on's are as good |
| 21712 | As I have given out him. My sons, I must |
| 21713 | For mine own part unfold a dangerous speech, |
| 21714 | Though haply well for you. |
| 21715 | ARVIRAGUS. Your danger's ours. |
| 21716 | GUIDERIUS. And our good his. |
| 21717 | BELARIUS. Have at it then by leave! |
| 21718 | Thou hadst, great King, a subject who |
| 21719 | Was call'd Belarius. |
| 21720 | CYMBELINE. What of him? He is |
| 21721 | A banish'd traitor. |
| 21722 | BELARIUS. He it is that hath |
| 21723 | Assum'd this age; indeed a banish'd man; |
| 21724 | I know not how a traitor. |
| 21725 | CYMBELINE. Take him hence, |
| 21726 | The whole world shall not save him. |
| 21727 | BELARIUS. Not too hot. |
| 21728 | First pay me for the nursing of thy sons, |
| 21729 | And let it be confiscate all, so soon |
| 21730 | As I have receiv'd it. |
| 21731 | CYMBELINE. Nursing of my sons? |
| 21732 | BELARIUS. I am too blunt and saucy: here's m... |
| 21733 | Ere I arise I will prefer my sons; |
| 21734 | Then spare not the old father. Mighty sir, |
| 21735 | These two young gentlemen that call me fat... |
| 21736 | And think they are my sons, are none of mine; |
| 21737 | They are the issue of your loins, my liege, |
| 21738 | And blood of your begetting. |
| 21739 | CYMBELINE. How? my issue? |
| 21740 | BELARIUS. So sure as you your father's. I, o... |
| 21741 | Am that Belarius whom you sometime banish'd. |
| 21742 | Your pleasure was my mere offence, my puni... |
| 21743 | Itself, and all my treason; that I suffer'd |
| 21744 | Was all the harm I did. These gentle princes- |
| 21745 | For such and so they are- these twenty years |
| 21746 | Have I train'd up; those arts they have as |
| 21747 | Could put into them. My breeding was, sir, as |
| 21748 | Your Highness knows. Their nurse, Euriphil... |
| 21749 | Whom for the theft I wedded, stole these c... |
| 21750 | Upon my banishment; I mov'd her to't, |
| 21751 | Having receiv'd the punishment before |
| 21752 | For that which I did then. Beaten for loyalty |
| 21753 | Excited me to treason. Their dear loss, |
| 21754 | The more of you 'twas felt, the more it sh... |
| 21755 | Unto my end of stealing them. But, graciou... |
| 21756 | Here are your sons again, and I must lose |
| 21757 | Two of the sweet'st companions in the world. |
| 21758 | The benediction of these covering heavens |
| 21759 | Fall on their heads like dew! for they are... |
| 21760 | To inlay heaven with stars. |
| 21761 | CYMBELINE. Thou weep'st and speak'st. |
| 21762 | The service that you three have done is more |
| 21763 | Unlike than this thou tell'st. I lost my c... |
| 21764 | If these be they, I know not how to wish |
| 21765 | A pair of worthier sons. |
| 21766 | BELARIUS. Be pleas'd awhile. |
| 21767 | This gentleman, whom I call Polydore, |
| 21768 | Most worthy prince, as yours, is true Guid... |
| 21769 | This gentleman, my Cadwal, Arviragus, |
| 21770 | Your younger princely son; he, sir, was la... |
| 21771 | In a most curious mantle, wrought by th' hand |
| 21772 | Of his queen mother, which for more probation |
| 21773 | I can with ease produce. |
| 21774 | CYMBELINE. Guiderius had |
| 21775 | Upon his neck a mole, a sanguine star; |
| 21776 | It was a mark of wonder. |
| 21777 | BELARIUS. This is he, |
| 21778 | Who hath upon him still that natural stamp. |
| 21779 | It was wise nature's end in the donation, |
| 21780 | To be his evidence now. |
| 21781 | CYMBELINE. O, what am I? |
| 21782 | A mother to the birth of three? Ne'er mother |
| 21783 | Rejoic'd deliverance more. Blest pray you be, |
| 21784 | That, after this strange starting from you... |
| 21785 | You may reign in them now! O Imogen, |
| 21786 | Thou hast lost by this a kingdom. |
| 21787 | IMOGEN. No, my lord; |
| 21788 | I have got two worlds by't. O my gentle br... |
| 21789 | Have we thus met? O, never say hereafter |
| 21790 | But I am truest speaker! You call'd me bro... |
| 21791 | When I was but your sister: I you brothers, |
| 21792 | When we were so indeed. |
| 21793 | CYMBELINE. Did you e'er meet? |
| 21794 | ARVIRAGUS. Ay, my good lord. |
| 21795 | GUIDERIUS. And at first meeting lov'd, |
| 21796 | Continu'd so until we thought he died. |
| 21797 | CORNELIUS. By the Queen's dram she swallow'd. |
| 21798 | CYMBELINE. O rare instinct! |
| 21799 | When shall I hear all through? This fierce... |
| 21800 | Hath to it circumstantial branches, which |
| 21801 | Distinction should be rich in. Where? how ... |
| 21802 | And when came you to serve our Roman captive? |
| 21803 | How parted with your brothers? how first m... |
| 21804 | Why fled you from the court? and whither? ... |
| 21805 | And your three motives to the battle, with |
| 21806 | I know not how much more, should be demanded, |
| 21807 | And all the other by-dependences, |
| 21808 | From chance to chance; but nor the time no... |
| 21809 | Will serve our long interrogatories. See, |
| 21810 | Posthumus anchors upon Imogen; |
| 21811 | And she, like harmless lightning, throws h... |
| 21812 | On him, her brothers, me, her master, hitting |
| 21813 | Each object with a joy; the counterchange |
| 21814 | Is severally in all. Let's quit this ground, |
| 21815 | And smoke the temple with our sacrifices. |
| 21816 | [To BELARIUS] Thou art my brother; so we'l... |
| 21817 | IMOGEN. You are my father too, and did relie... |
| 21818 | To see this gracious season. |
| 21819 | CYMBELINE. All o'erjoy'd |
| 21820 | Save these in bonds. Let them be joyful too, |
| 21821 | For they shall taste our comfort. |
| 21822 | IMOGEN. My good master, |
| 21823 | I will yet do you service. |
| 21824 | LUCIUS. Happy be you! |
| 21825 | CYMBELINE. The forlorn soldier, that so nobl... |
| 21826 | He would have well becom'd this place and ... |
| 21827 | The thankings of a king. |
| 21828 | POSTHUMUS. I am, sir, |
| 21829 | The soldier that did company these three |
| 21830 | In poor beseeming; 'twas a fitment for |
| 21831 | The purpose I then follow'd. That I was he, |
| 21832 | Speak, Iachimo. I had you down, and might |
| 21833 | Have made you finish. |
| 21834 | IACHIMO. [Kneeling] I am down again; |
| 21835 | But now my heavy conscience sinks my knee, |
| 21836 | As then your force did. Take that life, be... |
| 21837 | Which I so often owe; but your ring first, |
| 21838 | And here the bracelet of the truest princess |
| 21839 | That ever swore her faith. |
| 21840 | POSTHUMUS. Kneel not to me. |
| 21841 | The pow'r that I have on you is to spare you; |
| 21842 | The malice towards you to forgive you. Live, |
| 21843 | And deal with others better. |
| 21844 | CYMBELINE. Nobly doom'd! |
| 21845 | We'll learn our freeness of a son-in-law; |
| 21846 | Pardon's the word to all. |
| 21847 | ARVIRAGUS. You holp us, sir, |
| 21848 | As you did mean indeed to be our brother; |
| 21849 | Joy'd are we that you are. |
| 21850 | POSTHUMUS. Your servant, Princes. Good my lo... |
| 21851 | Call forth your soothsayer. As I slept, me... |
| 21852 | Great Jupiter, upon his eagle back'd, |
| 21853 | Appear'd to me, with other spritely shows |
| 21854 | Of mine own kindred. When I wak'd, I found |
| 21855 | This label on my bosom; whose containing |
| 21856 | Is so from sense in hardness that I can |
| 21857 | Make no collection of it. Let him show |
| 21858 | His skill in the construction. |
| 21859 | LUCIUS. Philarmonus! |
| 21860 | SOOTHSAYER. Here, my good lord. |
| 21861 | LUCIUS. Read, and declare the meaning. |
| 21862 | SOOTHSAYER. [Reads] 'When as a lion's whelp ... |
| 21863 | unknown, without seeking find, and be embr... |
| 21864 | a piece of tender air; and when from a sta... |
| 21865 | be lopp'd branches which, being dead many ... |
| 21866 | after revive, be jointed to the old stock,... |
| 21867 | then shall Posthumus end his miseries, Bri... |
| 21868 | and flourish in peace and plenty.' |
| 21869 | Thou, Leonatus, art the lion's whelp; |
| 21870 | The fit and apt construction of thy name, |
| 21871 | Being Leo-natus, doth import so much. |
| 21872 | [To CYMBELINE] The piece of tender air, th... |
| 21873 | Which we call 'mollis aer,' and 'mollis aer' |
| 21874 | We term it 'mulier'; which 'mulier' I divine |
| 21875 | Is this most constant wife, who even now |
| 21876 | Answering the letter of the oracle, |
| 21877 | Unknown to you, unsought, were clipp'd about |
| 21878 | With this most tender air. |
| 21879 | CYMBELINE. This hath some seeming. |
| 21880 | SOOTHSAYER. The lofty cedar, royal Cymbeline, |
| 21881 | Personates thee; and thy lopp'd branches p... |
| 21882 | Thy two sons forth, who, by Belarius stol'n, |
| 21883 | For many years thought dead, are now reviv'd, |
| 21884 | To the majestic cedar join'd, whose issue |
| 21885 | Promises Britain peace and plenty. |
| 21886 | CYMBELINE. Well, |
| 21887 | My peace we will begin. And, Caius Lucius, |
| 21888 | Although the victor, we submit to Caesar |
| 21889 | And to the Roman empire, promising |
| 21890 | To pay our wonted tribute, from the which |
| 21891 | We were dissuaded by our wicked queen, |
| 21892 | Whom heavens in justice, both on her and h... |
| 21893 | Have laid most heavy hand. |
| 21894 | SOOTHSAYER. The fingers of the pow'rs above ... |
| 21895 | The harmony of this peace. The vision |
| 21896 | Which I made known to Lucius ere the stroke |
| 21897 | Of yet this scarce-cold battle, at this in... |
| 21898 | Is full accomplish'd; for the Roman eagle, |
| 21899 | From south to west on wing soaring aloft, |
| 21900 | Lessen'd herself and in the beams o' th' sun |
| 21901 | So vanish'd; which foreshow'd our princely... |
| 21902 | Th'imperial Caesar, Caesar, should again u... |
| 21903 | His favour with the radiant Cymbeline, |
| 21904 | Which shines here in the west. |
| 21905 | CYMBELINE. Laud we the gods; |
| 21906 | And let our crooked smokes climb to their ... |
| 21907 | From our bless'd altars. Publish we this p... |
| 21908 | To all our subjects. Set we forward; let |
| 21909 | A Roman and a British ensign wave |
| 21910 | Friendly together. So through Lud's Town m... |
| 21911 | And in the temple of great Jupiter |
| 21912 | Our peace we'll ratify; seal it with feasts. |
| 21913 | Set on there! Never was a war did cease, |
| 21914 | Ere bloody hands were wash'd, with such a ... |
| 21915 | THE END |
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| 21924 | 1604 |
| 21925 | THE TRAGEDY OF HAMLET, PRINCE OF DENMARK |
| 21926 | by William Shakespeare |
| 21927 | Dramatis Personae |
| 21928 | Claudius, King of Denmark. |
| 21929 | Marcellus, Officer. |
| 21930 | Hamlet, son to the former, and nephew to the... |
| 21931 | Polonius, Lord Chamberlain. |
| 21932 | Horatio, friend to Hamlet. |
| 21933 | Laertes, son to Polonius. |
| 21934 | Voltemand, courtier. |
| 21935 | Cornelius, courtier. |
| 21936 | Rosencrantz, courtier. |
| 21937 | Guildenstern, courtier. |
| 21938 | Osric, courtier. |
| 21939 | A Gentleman, courtier. |
| 21940 | A Priest. |
| 21941 | Marcellus, officer. |
| 21942 | Bernardo, officer. |
| 21943 | Francisco, a soldier |
| 21944 | Reynaldo, servant to Polonius. |
| 21945 | Players. |
| 21946 | Two Clowns, gravediggers. |
| 21947 | Fortinbras, Prince of Norway. |
| 21948 | A Norwegian Captain. |
| 21949 | English Ambassadors. |
| 21950 | Getrude, Queen of Denmark, mother to Hamlet. |
| 21951 | Ophelia, daughter to Polonius. |
| 21952 | Ghost of Hamlet's Father. |
| 21953 | Lords, ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Sailors, ... |
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| 21962 | SCENE.- Elsinore. |
| 21963 | ACT I. Scene I. |
| 21964 | Elsinore. A platform before the Castle. |
| 21965 | Enter two Sentinels-[first,] Francisco, [who p... |
| 21966 | at his post; then] Bernardo, [who approaches h... |
| 21967 | Ber. Who's there.? |
| 21968 | Fran. Nay, answer me. Stand and unfold yours... |
| 21969 | Ber. Long live the King! |
| 21970 | Fran. Bernardo? |
| 21971 | Ber. He. |
| 21972 | Fran. You come most carefully upon your hour. |
| 21973 | Ber. 'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to bed... |
| 21974 | Fran. For this relief much thanks. 'Tis bitt... |
| 21975 | And I am sick at heart. |
| 21976 | Ber. Have you had quiet guard? |
| 21977 | Fran. Not a mouse stirring. |
| 21978 | Ber. Well, good night. |
| 21979 | If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus, |
| 21980 | The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste. |
| 21981 | Enter Horatio and Marcellu... |
| 21982 | Fran. I think I hear them. Stand, ho! Who is... |
| 21983 | Hor. Friends to this ground. |
| 21984 | Mar. And liegemen to the Dane. |
| 21985 | Fran. Give you good night. |
| 21986 | Mar. O, farewell, honest soldier. |
| 21987 | Who hath reliev'd you? |
| 21988 | Fran. Bernardo hath my place. |
| 21989 | Give you good night. ... |
| 21990 | Mar. Holla, Bernardo! |
| 21991 | Ber. Say- |
| 21992 | What, is Horatio there ? |
| 21993 | Hor. A piece of him. |
| 21994 | Ber. Welcome, Horatio. Welcome, good Marcellus. |
| 21995 | Mar. What, has this thing appear'd again to-... |
| 21996 | Ber. I have seen nothing. |
| 21997 | Mar. Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy, |
| 21998 | And will not let belief take hold of him |
| 21999 | Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of... |
| 22000 | Therefore I have entreated him along, |
| 22001 | With us to watch the minutes of this night, |
| 22002 | That, if again this apparition come, |
| 22003 | He may approve our eyes and speak to it. |
| 22004 | Hor. Tush, tush, 'twill not appear. |
| 22005 | Ber. Sit down awhile, |
| 22006 | And let us once again assail your ears, |
| 22007 | That are so fortified against our story, |
| 22008 | What we two nights have seen. |
| 22009 | Hor. Well, sit we down, |
| 22010 | And let us hear Bernardo speak of this. |
| 22011 | Ber. Last night of all, |
| 22012 | When yond same star that's westward from t... |
| 22013 | Had made his course t' illume that part of... |
| 22014 | Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself, |
| 22015 | The bell then beating one- |
| 22016 | Enter Ghost. |
| 22017 | Mar. Peace! break thee off! Look where it co... |
| 22018 | Ber. In the same figure, like the King that'... |
| 22019 | Mar. Thou art a scholar; speak to it, Horatio. |
| 22020 | Ber. Looks it not like the King? Mark it, Ho... |
| 22021 | Hor. Most like. It harrows me with fear and ... |
| 22022 | Ber. It would be spoke to. |
| 22023 | Mar. Question it, Horatio. |
| 22024 | Hor. What art thou that usurp'st this time o... |
| 22025 | Together with that fair and warlike form |
| 22026 | In which the majesty of buried Denmark |
| 22027 | Did sometimes march? By heaven I charge th... |
| 22028 | Mar. It is offended. |
| 22029 | Ber. See, it stalks away! |
| 22030 | Hor. Stay! Speak, speak! I charge thee speak! |
| 22031 | ... |
| 22032 | Mar. 'Tis gone and will not answer. |
| 22033 | Ber. How now, Horatio? You tremble and look ... |
| 22034 | Is not this something more than fantasy? |
| 22035 | What think you on't? |
| 22036 | Hor. Before my God, I might not this believe |
| 22037 | Without the sensible and true avouch |
| 22038 | Of mine own eyes. |
| 22039 | Mar. Is it not like the King? |
| 22040 | Hor. As thou art to thyself. |
| 22041 | Such was the very armour he had on |
| 22042 | When he th' ambitious Norway combated. |
| 22043 | So frown'd he once when, in an angry parle, |
| 22044 | He smote the sledded Polacks on the ice. |
| 22045 | 'Tis strange. |
| 22046 | Mar. Thus twice before, and jump at this dea... |
| 22047 | With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch. |
| 22048 | Hor. In what particular thought to work I kn... |
| 22049 | But, in the gross and scope of my opinion, |
| 22050 | This bodes some strange eruption to our st... |
| 22051 | Mar. Good now, sit down, and tell me he that... |
| 22052 | Why this same strict and most observant watch |
| 22053 | So nightly toils the subject of the land, |
| 22054 | And why such daily cast of brazen cannon |
| 22055 | And foreign mart for implements of war; |
| 22056 | Why such impress of shipwrights, whose sor... |
| 22057 | Does not divide the Sunday from the week. |
| 22058 | What might be toward, that this sweaty has... |
| 22059 | Doth make the night joint-labourer with th... |
| 22060 | Who is't that can inform me? |
| 22061 | Hor. That can I. |
| 22062 | At least, the whisper goes so. Our last king, |
| 22063 | Whose image even but now appear'd to us, |
| 22064 | Was, as you know, by Fortinbras of Norway, |
| 22065 | Thereto prick'd on by a most emulate pride, |
| 22066 | Dar'd to the combat; in which our valiant ... |
| 22067 | (For so this side of our known world estee... |
| 22068 | Did slay this Fortinbras; who, by a seal'd... |
| 22069 | Well ratified by law and heraldry, |
| 22070 | Did forfeit, with his life, all those his ... |
| 22071 | Which he stood seiz'd of, to the conqueror; |
| 22072 | Against the which a moiety competent |
| 22073 | Was gaged by our king; which had return'd |
| 22074 | To the inheritance of Fortinbras, |
| 22075 | Had he been vanquisher, as, by the same co... |
| 22076 | And carriage of the article design'd, |
| 22077 | His fell to Hamlet. Now, sir, young Fortin... |
| 22078 | Of unimproved mettle hot and full, |
| 22079 | Hath in the skirts of Norway, here and there, |
| 22080 | Shark'd up a list of lawless resolutes, |
| 22081 | For food and diet, to some enterprise |
| 22082 | That hath a stomach in't; which is no other, |
| 22083 | As it doth well appear unto our state, |
| 22084 | But to recover of us, by strong hand |
| 22085 | And terms compulsatory, those foresaid lands |
| 22086 | So by his father lost; and this, I take it, |
| 22087 | Is the main motive of our preparations, |
| 22088 | The source of this our watch, and the chie... |
| 22089 | Of this post-haste and romage in the land. |
| 22090 | Ber. I think it be no other but e'en so. |
| 22091 | Well may it sort that this portentous figure |
| 22092 | Comes armed through our watch, so like the... |
| 22093 | That was and is the question of these wars. |
| 22094 | Hor. A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye. |
| 22095 | In the most high and palmy state of Rome, |
| 22096 | A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, |
| 22097 | The graves stood tenantless, and the sheet... |
| 22098 | Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets; |
| 22099 | As stars with trains of fire, and dews of ... |
| 22100 | Disasters in the sun; and the moist star |
| 22101 | Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands |
| 22102 | Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse. |
| 22103 | And even the like precurse of fierce events, |
| 22104 | As harbingers preceding still the fates |
| 22105 | And prologue to the omen coming on, |
| 22106 | Have heaven and earth together demonstrated |
| 22107 | Unto our climature and countrymen. |
| 22108 | Enter Ghost again. |
| 22109 | But soft! behold! Lo, where it comes again! |
| 22110 | I'll cross it, though it blast me.- Stay i... |
| 22111 | ... |
| 22112 | If thou hast any sound, or use of voice, |
| 22113 | Speak to me. |
| 22114 | If there be any good thing to be done, |
| 22115 | That may to thee do ease, and, race to me, |
| 22116 | Speak to me. |
| 22117 | If thou art privy to thy country's fate, |
| 22118 | Which happily foreknowing may avoid, |
| 22119 | O, speak! |
| 22120 | Or if thou hast uphoarded in thy life |
| 22121 | Extorted treasure in the womb of earth |
| 22122 | (For which, they say, you spirits oft walk... |
| 22123 | ... |
| 22124 | Speak of it! Stay, and speak!- Stop it, Ma... |
| 22125 | Mar. Shall I strike at it with my partisan? |
| 22126 | Hor. Do, if it will not stand. |
| 22127 | Ber. 'Tis here! |
| 22128 | Hor. 'Tis here! |
| 22129 | Mar. 'Tis gone! |
| 22130 | ... |
| 22131 | We do it wrong, being so majestical, |
| 22132 | To offer it the show of violence; |
| 22133 | For it is as the air, invulnerable, |
| 22134 | And our vain blows malicious mockery. |
| 22135 | Ber. It was about to speak, when the cock crew. |
| 22136 | Hor. And then it started, like a guilty thing |
| 22137 | Upon a fearful summons. I have heard |
| 22138 | The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, |
| 22139 | Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding th... |
| 22140 | Awake the god of day; and at his warning, |
| 22141 | Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, |
| 22142 | Th' extravagant and erring spirit hies |
| 22143 | To his confine; and of the truth herein |
| 22144 | This present object made probation. |
| 22145 | Mar. It faded on the crowing of the cock. |
| 22146 | Some say that ever, 'gainst that season comes |
| 22147 | Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, |
| 22148 | The bird of dawning singeth all night long; |
| 22149 | And then, they say, no spirit dare stir ab... |
| 22150 | The nights are wholesome, then no planets ... |
| 22151 | No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to ch... |
| 22152 | So hallow'd and so gracious is the time. |
| 22153 | Hor. So have I heard and do in part believe it. |
| 22154 | But look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, |
| 22155 | Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill. |
| 22156 | Break we our watch up; and by my advice |
| 22157 | Let us impart what we have seen to-night |
| 22158 | Unto young Hamlet; for, upon my life, |
| 22159 | This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him. |
| 22160 | Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it, |
| 22161 | As needful in our loves, fitting our duty? |
| 22162 | Let's do't, I pray; and I this morning know |
| 22163 | Where we shall find him most conveniently.... |
| 22164 | Scene II. |
| 22165 | Elsinore. A room of state in the Castle. |
| 22166 | Flourish. [Enter Claudius, King of Denmark, Ge... |
| 22167 | Polonius, Laertes and his sister Ophelia, [Vol... |
| 22168 | Lords Attendant. |
| 22169 | King. Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother'... |
| 22170 | The memory be green, and that it us befitted |
| 22171 | To bear our hearts in grief, and our whole... |
| 22172 | To be contracted in one brow of woe, |
| 22173 | Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature |
| 22174 | That we with wisest sorrow think on him |
| 22175 | Together with remembrance of ourselves. |
| 22176 | Therefore our sometime sister, now our queen, |
| 22177 | Th' imperial jointress to this warlike state, |
| 22178 | Have we, as 'twere with a defeated joy, |
| 22179 | With an auspicious, and a dropping eye, |
| 22180 | With mirth in funeral, and with dirge in m... |
| 22181 | In equal scale weighing delight and dole, |
| 22182 | Taken to wife; nor have we herein barr'd |
| 22183 | Your better wisdoms, which have freely gone |
| 22184 | With this affair along. For all, our thanks. |
| 22185 | Now follows, that you know, young Fortinbras, |
| 22186 | Holding a weak supposal of our worth, |
| 22187 | Or thinking by our late dear brother's death |
| 22188 | Our state to be disjoint and out of frame, |
| 22189 | Colleagued with this dream of his advantage, |
| 22190 | He hath not fail'd to pester us with message |
| 22191 | Importing the surrender of those lands |
| 22192 | Lost by his father, with all bands of law, |
| 22193 | To our most valiant brother. So much for him. |
| 22194 | Now for ourself and for this time of meeting. |
| 22195 | Thus much the business is: we have here writ |
| 22196 | To Norway, uncle of young Fortinbras, |
| 22197 | Who, impotent and bedrid, scarcely hears |
| 22198 | Of this his nephew's purpose, to suppress |
| 22199 | His further gait herein, in that the levies, |
| 22200 | The lists, and full proportions are all made |
| 22201 | Out of his subject; and we here dispatch |
| 22202 | You, good Cornelius, and you, Voltemand, |
| 22203 | For bearers of this greeting to old Norway, |
| 22204 | Giving to you no further personal power |
| 22205 | To business with the King, more than the s... |
| 22206 | Of these dilated articles allow. ... |
| 22207 | Farewell, and let your haste commend your ... |
| 22208 | Cor., Volt. In that, and all things, will we... |
| 22209 | King. We doubt it nothing. Heartily farewell. |
| 22210 | Exeunt Voltem... |
| 22211 | And now, Laertes, what's the news with you? |
| 22212 | You told us of some suit. What is't, Laertes? |
| 22213 | You cannot speak of reason to the Dane |
| 22214 | And lose your voice. What wouldst thou beg... |
| 22215 | That shall not be my offer, not thy asking? |
| 22216 | The head is not more native to the heart, |
| 22217 | The hand more instrumental to the mouth, |
| 22218 | Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father. |
| 22219 | What wouldst thou have, Laertes? |
| 22220 | Laer. My dread lord, |
| 22221 | Your leave and favour to return to France; |
| 22222 | From whence though willingly I came to Den... |
| 22223 | To show my duty in your coronation, |
| 22224 | Yet now I must confess, that duty done, |
| 22225 | My thoughts and wishes bend again toward F... |
| 22226 | And bow them to your gracious leave and pa... |
| 22227 | King. Have you your father's leave? What say... |
| 22228 | Pol. He hath, my lord, wrung from me my slow... |
| 22229 | By laboursome petition, and at last |
| 22230 | Upon his will I seal'd my hard consent. |
| 22231 | I do beseech you give him leave to go. |
| 22232 | King. Take thy fair hour, Laertes. Time be t... |
| 22233 | And thy best graces spend it at thy will! |
| 22234 | But now, my cousin Hamlet, and my son- |
| 22235 | Ham. [aside] A little more than kin, and les... |
| 22236 | King. How is it that the clouds still hang o... |
| 22237 | Ham. Not so, my lord. I am too much i' th' sun. |
| 22238 | Queen. Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour ... |
| 22239 | And let thine eye look like a friend on De... |
| 22240 | Do not for ever with thy vailed lids |
| 22241 | Seek for thy noble father in the dust. |
| 22242 | Thou know'st 'tis common. All that lives m... |
| 22243 | Passing through nature to eternity. |
| 22244 | Ham. Ay, madam, it is common. |
| 22245 | Queen. If it be, |
| 22246 | Why seems it so particular with thee? |
| 22247 | Ham. Seems, madam, Nay, it is. I know not 's... |
| 22248 | 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, |
| 22249 | Nor customary suits of solemn black, |
| 22250 | Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, |
| 22251 | No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, |
| 22252 | Nor the dejected havior of the visage, |
| 22253 | Together with all forms, moods, shapes of ... |
| 22254 | 'That can denote me truly. These indeed seem, |
| 22255 | For they are actions that a man might play; |
| 22256 | But I have that within which passeth show- |
| 22257 | These but the trappings and the suits of woe. |
| 22258 | King. 'Tis sweet and commendable in your nat... |
| 22259 | To give these mourning duties to your father; |
| 22260 | But you must know, your father lost a father; |
| 22261 | That father lost, lost his, and the surviv... |
| 22262 | In filial obligation for some term |
| 22263 | To do obsequious sorrow. But to persever |
| 22264 | In obstinate condolement is a course |
| 22265 | Of impious stubbornness. 'Tis unmanly grief; |
| 22266 | It shows a will most incorrect to heaven, |
| 22267 | A heart unfortified, a mind impatient, |
| 22268 | An understanding simple and unschool'd; |
| 22269 | For what we know must be, and is as common |
| 22270 | As any the most vulgar thing to sense, |
| 22271 | Why should we in our peevish opposition |
| 22272 | Take it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to hea... |
| 22273 | A fault against the dead, a fault to nature, |
| 22274 | To reason most absurd, whose common theme |
| 22275 | Is death of fathers, and who still hath cr... |
| 22276 | From the first corse till he that died to-... |
| 22277 | 'This must be so.' We pray you throw to earth |
| 22278 | This unprevailing woe, and think of us |
| 22279 | As of a father; for let the world take note |
| 22280 | You are the most immediate to our throne, |
| 22281 | And with no less nobility of love |
| 22282 | Than that which dearest father bears his son |
| 22283 | Do I impart toward you. For your intent |
| 22284 | In going back to school in Wittenberg, |
| 22285 | It is most retrograde to our desire; |
| 22286 | And we beseech you, bend you to remain |
| 22287 | Here in the cheer and comfort of our eye, |
| 22288 | Our chiefest courtier, cousin, and our son. |
| 22289 | Queen. Let not thy mother lose her prayers, ... |
| 22290 | I pray thee stay with us, go not to Witten... |
| 22291 | Ham. I shall in all my best obey you, madam. |
| 22292 | King. Why, 'tis a loving and a fair reply. |
| 22293 | Be as ourself in Denmark. Madam, come. |
| 22294 | This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hamlet |
| 22295 | Sits smiling to my heart; in grace whereof, |
| 22296 | No jocund health that Denmark drinks to-day |
| 22297 | But the great cannon to the clouds shall t... |
| 22298 | And the King's rouse the heaven shall brui... |
| 22299 | Respeaking earthly thunder. Come away. |
| 22300 | Flourish. Exeu... |
| 22301 | Ham. O that this too too solid flesh would m... |
| 22302 | Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew! |
| 22303 | Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd |
| 22304 | His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! God! |
| 22305 | How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable |
| 22306 | Seem to me all the uses of this world! |
| 22307 | Fie on't! ah, fie! 'Tis an unweeded garden |
| 22308 | That grows to seed; things rank and gross ... |
| 22309 | Possess it merely. That it should come to ... |
| 22310 | But two months dead! Nay, not so much, not... |
| 22311 | So excellent a king, that was to this |
| 22312 | Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother |
| 22313 | That he might not beteem the winds of heaven |
| 22314 | Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! |
| 22315 | Must I remember? Why, she would hang on him |
| 22316 | As if increase of appetite had grown |
| 22317 | By what it fed on; and yet, within a month- |
| 22318 | Let me not think on't! Frailty, thy name i... |
| 22319 | A little month, or ere those shoes were old |
| 22320 | With which she followed my poor father's body |
| 22321 | Like Niobe, all tears- why she, even she |
| 22322 | (O God! a beast that wants discourse of re... |
| 22323 | Would have mourn'd longer) married with my... |
| 22324 | My father's brother, but no more like my f... |
| 22325 | Than I to Hercules. Within a month, |
| 22326 | Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears |
| 22327 | Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, |
| 22328 | She married. O, most wicked speed, to post |
| 22329 | With such dexterity to incestuous sheets! |
| 22330 | It is not, nor it cannot come to good. |
| 22331 | But break my heart, for I must hold my ton... |
| 22332 | Enter Horatio, Marcellus, and Bernardo. |
| 22333 | Hor. Hail to your lordship! |
| 22334 | Ham. I am glad to see you well. |
| 22335 | Horatio!- or I do forget myself. |
| 22336 | Hor. The same, my lord, and your poor servan... |
| 22337 | Ham. Sir, my good friend- I'll change that n... |
| 22338 | And what make you from Wittenberg, Horatio? |
| 22339 | Marcellus? |
| 22340 | Mar. My good lord! |
| 22341 | Ham. I am very glad to see you.- [To Bernard... |
| 22342 | But what, in faith, make you from Wittenberg? |
| 22343 | Hor. A truant disposition, good my lord. |
| 22344 | Ham. I would not hear your enemy say so, |
| 22345 | Nor shall you do my ear that violence |
| 22346 | To make it truster of your own report |
| 22347 | Against yourself. I know you are no truant. |
| 22348 | But what is your affair in Elsinore? |
| 22349 | We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart. |
| 22350 | Hor. My lord, I came to see your father's fu... |
| 22351 | Ham. I prithee do not mock me, fellow student. |
| 22352 | I think it was to see my mother's wedding. |
| 22353 | Hor. Indeed, my lord, it followed hard upon. |
| 22354 | Ham. Thrift, thrift, Horatio! The funeral ba... |
| 22355 | Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables. |
| 22356 | Would I had met my dearest foe in heaven |
| 22357 | Or ever I had seen that day, Horatio! |
| 22358 | My father- methinks I see my father. |
| 22359 | Hor. O, where, my lord? |
| 22360 | Ham. In my mind's eye, Horatio. |
| 22361 | Hor. I saw him once. He was a goodly king. |
| 22362 | Ham. He was a man, take him for all in all. |
| 22363 | I shall not look upon his like again. |
| 22364 | Hor. My lord, I think I saw him yesternight. |
| 22365 | Ham. Saw? who? |
| 22366 | Hor. My lord, the King your father. |
| 22367 | Ham. The King my father? |
| 22368 | Hor. Season your admiration for a while |
| 22369 | With an attent ear, till I may deliver |
| 22370 | Upon the witness of these gentlemen, |
| 22371 | This marvel to you. |
| 22372 | Ham. For God's love let me hear! |
| 22373 | Hor. Two nights together had these gentlemen |
| 22374 | (Marcellus and Bernardo) on their watch |
| 22375 | In the dead vast and middle of the night |
| 22376 | Been thus encount'red. A figure like your ... |
| 22377 | Armed at point exactly, cap-a-pe, |
| 22378 | Appears before them and with solemn march |
| 22379 | Goes slow and stately by them. Thrice he w... |
| 22380 | By their oppress'd and fear-surprised eyes, |
| 22381 | Within his truncheon's length; whilst they... |
| 22382 | Almost to jelly with the act of fear, |
| 22383 | Stand dumb and speak not to him. This to me |
| 22384 | In dreadful secrecy impart they did, |
| 22385 | And I with them the third night kept the w... |
| 22386 | Where, as they had deliver'd, both in time, |
| 22387 | Form of the thing, each word made true and... |
| 22388 | The apparition comes. I knew your father. |
| 22389 | These hands are not more like. |
| 22390 | Ham. But where was this? |
| 22391 | Mar. My lord, upon the platform where we wat... |
| 22392 | Ham. Did you not speak to it? |
| 22393 | Hor. My lord, I did; |
| 22394 | But answer made it none. Yet once methought |
| 22395 | It lifted up it head and did address |
| 22396 | Itself to motion, like as it would speak; |
| 22397 | But even then the morning cock crew loud, |
| 22398 | And at the sound it shrunk in haste away |
| 22399 | And vanish'd from our sight. |
| 22400 | Ham. 'Tis very strange. |
| 22401 | Hor. As I do live, my honour'd lord, 'tis tr... |
| 22402 | And we did think it writ down in our duty |
| 22403 | To let you know of it. |
| 22404 | Ham. Indeed, indeed, sirs. But this troubles... |
| 22405 | Hold you the watch to-night? |
| 22406 | Both [Mar. and Ber.] We do, my lord. |
| 22407 | Ham. Arm'd, say you? |
| 22408 | Both. Arm'd, my lord. |
| 22409 | Ham. From top to toe? |
| 22410 | Both. My lord, from head to foot. |
| 22411 | Ham. Then saw you not his face? |
| 22412 | Hor. O, yes, my lord! He wore his beaver up. |
| 22413 | Ham. What, look'd he frowningly. |
| 22414 | Hor. A countenance more in sorrow than in an... |
| 22415 | Ham. Pale or red? |
| 22416 | Hor. Nay, very pale. |
| 22417 | Ham. And fix'd his eyes upon you? |
| 22418 | Hor. Most constantly. |
| 22419 | Ham. I would I had been there. |
| 22420 | Hor. It would have much amaz'd you. |
| 22421 | Ham. Very like, very like. Stay'd it long? |
| 22422 | Hor. While one with moderate haste might tel... |
| 22423 | Both. Longer, longer. |
| 22424 | Hor. Not when I saw't. |
| 22425 | Ham. His beard was grizzled- no? |
| 22426 | Hor. It was, as I have seen it in his life, |
| 22427 | A sable silver'd. |
| 22428 | Ham. I will watch to-night. |
| 22429 | Perchance 'twill walk again. |
| 22430 | Hor. I warr'nt it will. |
| 22431 | Ham. If it assume my noble father's person, |
| 22432 | I'll speak to it, though hell itself shoul... |
| 22433 | And bid me hold my peace. I pray you all, |
| 22434 | If you have hitherto conceal'd this sight, |
| 22435 | Let it be tenable in your silence still; |
| 22436 | And whatsoever else shall hap to-night, |
| 22437 | Give it an understanding but no tongue. |
| 22438 | I will requite your loves. So, fare you well. |
| 22439 | Upon the platform, 'twixt eleven and twelve, |
| 22440 | I'll visit you. |
| 22441 | All. Our duty to your honour. |
| 22442 | Ham. Your loves, as mine to you. Farewell. |
| 22443 | Exeunt... |
| 22444 | My father's spirit- in arms? All is not well. |
| 22445 | I doubt some foul play. Would the night we... |
| 22446 | Till then sit still, my soul. Foul deeds w... |
| 22447 | Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to me... |
| 22448 | Exit. |
| 22449 | Scene III. |
| 22450 | Elsinore. A room in the house of Polonius. |
| 22451 | Enter Laertes and Ophelia. |
| 22452 | Laer. My necessaries are embark'd. Farewell. |
| 22453 | And, sister, as the winds give benefit |
| 22454 | And convoy is assistant, do not sleep, |
| 22455 | But let me hear from you. |
| 22456 | Oph. Do you doubt that? |
| 22457 | Laer. For Hamlet, and the trifling of his fa... |
| 22458 | Hold it a fashion, and a toy in blood; |
| 22459 | A violet in the youth of primy nature, |
| 22460 | Forward, not permanent- sweet, not lasting; |
| 22461 | The perfume and suppliance of a minute; |
| 22462 | No more. |
| 22463 | Oph. No more but so? |
| 22464 | Laer. Think it no more. |
| 22465 | For nature crescent does not grow alone |
| 22466 | In thews and bulk; but as this temple waxes, |
| 22467 | The inward service of the mind and soul |
| 22468 | Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you no... |
| 22469 | And now no soil nor cautel doth besmirch |
| 22470 | The virtue of his will; but you must fear, |
| 22471 | His greatness weigh'd, his will is not his... |
| 22472 | For he himself is subject to his birth. |
| 22473 | He may not, as unvalued persons do, |
| 22474 | Carve for himself, for on his choice depends |
| 22475 | The safety and health of this whole state, |
| 22476 | And therefore must his choice be circumscr... |
| 22477 | Unto the voice and yielding of that body |
| 22478 | Whereof he is the head. Then if he says he... |
| 22479 | It fits your wisdom so far to believe it |
| 22480 | As he in his particular act and place |
| 22481 | May give his saying deed; which is no further |
| 22482 | Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal. |
| 22483 | Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain |
| 22484 | If with too credent ear you list his songs, |
| 22485 | Or lose your heart, or your chaste treasur... |
| 22486 | To his unmast'red importunity. |
| 22487 | Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister, |
| 22488 | And keep you in the rear of your affection, |
| 22489 | Out of the shot and danger of desire. |
| 22490 | The chariest maid is prodigal enough |
| 22491 | If she unmask her beauty to the moon. |
| 22492 | Virtue itself scopes not calumnious strokes. |
| 22493 | The canker galls the infants of the spring |
| 22494 | Too oft before their buttons be disclos'd, |
| 22495 | And in the morn and liquid dew of youth |
| 22496 | Contagious blastments are most imminent. |
| 22497 | Be wary then; best safety lies in fear. |
| 22498 | Youth to itself rebels, though none else n... |
| 22499 | Oph. I shall th' effect of this good lesson ... |
| 22500 | As watchman to my heart. But, good my brot... |
| 22501 | Do not as some ungracious pastors do, |
| 22502 | Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven, |
| 22503 | Whiles, like a puff'd and reckless libertine, |
| 22504 | Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads |
| 22505 | And recks not his own rede. |
| 22506 | Laer. O, fear me not! |
| 22507 | Enter Polonius. |
| 22508 | I stay too long. But here my father comes. |
| 22509 | A double blessing is a double grace; |
| 22510 | Occasion smiles upon a second leave. |
| 22511 | Pol. Yet here, Laertes? Aboard, aboard, for ... |
| 22512 | The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, |
| 22513 | And you are stay'd for. There- my blessing... |
| 22514 | And these few precepts in thy memory |
| 22515 | Look thou character. Give thy thoughts no ... |
| 22516 | Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. |
| 22517 | Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar: |
| 22518 | Those friends thou hast, and their adoptio... |
| 22519 | Grapple them unto thy soul with hoops of s... |
| 22520 | But do not dull thy palm with entertainment |
| 22521 | Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade. Be... |
| 22522 | Of entrance to a quarrel; but being in, |
| 22523 | Bear't that th' opposed may beware of thee. |
| 22524 | Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice; |
| 22525 | Take each man's censure, but reserve thy j... |
| 22526 | Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, |
| 22527 | But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy; |
| 22528 | For the apparel oft proclaims the man, |
| 22529 | And they in France of the best rank and st... |
| 22530 | Are most select and generous, chief in that. |
| 22531 | Neither a borrower nor a lender be; |
| 22532 | For loan oft loses both itself and friend, |
| 22533 | And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. |
| 22534 | This above all- to thine own self be true, |
| 22535 | And it must follow, as the night the day, |
| 22536 | Thou canst not then be false to any man. |
| 22537 | Farewell. My blessing season this in thee! |
| 22538 | Laer. Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord. |
| 22539 | Pol. The time invites you. Go, your servants... |
| 22540 | Laer. Farewell, Ophelia, and remember well |
| 22541 | What I have said to you. |
| 22542 | Oph. 'Tis in my memory lock'd, |
| 22543 | And you yourself shall keep the key of it. |
| 22544 | Laer. Farewell. ... |
| 22545 | Pol. What is't, Ophelia, he hath said to you? |
| 22546 | Oph. So please you, something touching the L... |
| 22547 | Pol. Marry, well bethought! |
| 22548 | 'Tis told me he hath very oft of late |
| 22549 | Given private time to you, and you yourself |
| 22550 | Have of your audience been most free and b... |
| 22551 | If it be so- as so 'tis put on me, |
| 22552 | And that in way of caution- I must tell you |
| 22553 | You do not understand yourself so clearly |
| 22554 | As it behooves my daughter and your honour. |
| 22555 | What is between you? Give me up the truth. |
| 22556 | Oph. He hath, my lord, of late made many ten... |
| 22557 | Of his affection to me. |
| 22558 | Pol. Affection? Pooh! You speak like a green... |
| 22559 | Unsifted in such perilous circumstance. |
| 22560 | Do you believe his tenders, as you call them? |
| 22561 | Oph. I do not know, my lord, what I should t... |
| 22562 | Pol. Marry, I will teach you! Think yourself... |
| 22563 | That you have ta'en these tenders for true... |
| 22564 | Which are not sterling. Tender yourself mo... |
| 22565 | Or (not to crack the wind of the poor phrase, |
| 22566 | Running it thus) you'll tender me a fool. |
| 22567 | Oph. My lord, he hath importun'd me with love |
| 22568 | In honourable fashion. |
| 22569 | Pol. Ay, fashion you may call it. Go to, go to! |
| 22570 | Oph. And hath given countenance to his speec... |
| 22571 | With almost all the holy vows of heaven. |
| 22572 | Pol. Ay, springes to catch woodcocks! I do k... |
| 22573 | When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul |
| 22574 | Lends the tongue vows. These blazes, daugh... |
| 22575 | Giving more light than heat, extinct in both |
| 22576 | Even in their promise, as it is a-making, |
| 22577 | You must not take for fire. From this time |
| 22578 | Be something scanter of your maiden presence. |
| 22579 | Set your entreatments at a higher rate |
| 22580 | Than a command to parley. For Lord Hamlet, |
| 22581 | Believe so much in him, that he is young, |
| 22582 | And with a larger tether may he walk |
| 22583 | Than may be given you. In few, Ophelia, |
| 22584 | Do not believe his vows; for they are brok... |
| 22585 | Not of that dye which their investments show, |
| 22586 | But mere implorators of unholy suits, |
| 22587 | Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds, |
| 22588 | The better to beguile. This is for all: |
| 22589 | I would not, in plain terms, from this tim... |
| 22590 | Have you so slander any moment leisure |
| 22591 | As to give words or talk with the Lord Ham... |
| 22592 | Look to't, I charge you. Come your ways. |
| 22593 | Oph. I shall obey, my lord. |
| 22594 | ... |
| 22595 | Scene IV. |
| 22596 | Elsinore. The platform before the Castle. |
| 22597 | Enter Hamlet, Horatio, and Marcellus. |
| 22598 | Ham. The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold. |
| 22599 | Hor. It is a nipping and an eager air. |
| 22600 | Ham. What hour now? |
| 22601 | Hor. I think it lacks of twelve. |
| 22602 | Mar. No, it is struck. |
| 22603 | Hor. Indeed? I heard it not. It then draws n... |
| 22604 | Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk. |
| 22605 | A flourish of trumpets, and... |
| 22606 | What does this mean, my lord? |
| 22607 | Ham. The King doth wake to-night and takes h... |
| 22608 | Keeps wassail, and the swagg'ring upspring... |
| 22609 | And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish ... |
| 22610 | The kettledrum and trumpet thus bray out |
| 22611 | The triumph of his pledge. |
| 22612 | Hor. Is it a custom? |
| 22613 | Ham. Ay, marry, is't; |
| 22614 | But to my mind, though I am native here |
| 22615 | And to the manner born, it is a custom |
| 22616 | More honour'd in the breach than the obser... |
| 22617 | This heavy-headed revel east and west |
| 22618 | Makes us traduc'd and tax'd of other nations; |
| 22619 | They clip us drunkards and with swinish ph... |
| 22620 | Soil our addition; and indeed it takes |
| 22621 | From our achievements, though perform'd at... |
| 22622 | The pith and marrow of our attribute. |
| 22623 | So oft it chances in particular men |
| 22624 | That, for some vicious mole of nature in t... |
| 22625 | As in their birth,- wherein they are not g... |
| 22626 | Since nature cannot choose his origin,- |
| 22627 | By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, |
| 22628 | Oft breaking down the pales and forts of r... |
| 22629 | Or by some habit that too much o'erleavens |
| 22630 | The form of plausive manners, that these men |
| 22631 | Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, |
| 22632 | Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, |
| 22633 | Their virtues else- be they as pure as grace, |
| 22634 | As infinite as man may undergo- |
| 22635 | Shall in the general censure take corruption |
| 22636 | From that particular fault. The dram of e'il |
| 22637 | Doth all the noble substance often dout To... |
| 22638 | Enter Ghost. |
| 22639 | Hor. Look, my lord, it comes! |
| 22640 | Ham. Angels and ministers of grace defend us! |
| 22641 | Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd, |
| 22642 | Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts... |
| 22643 | Be thy intents wicked or charitable, |
| 22644 | Thou com'st in such a questionable shape |
| 22645 | That I will speak to thee. I'll call thee ... |
| 22646 | King, father, royal Dane. O, answer me? |
| 22647 | Let me not burst in ignorance, but tell |
| 22648 | Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death, |
| 22649 | Have burst their cerements; why the sepulchre |
| 22650 | Wherein we saw thee quietly inurn'd, |
| 22651 | Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws |
| 22652 | To cast thee up again. What may this mean |
| 22653 | That thou, dead corse, again in complete s... |
| 22654 | Revisits thus the glimpses of the moon, |
| 22655 | Making night hideous, and we fools of nature |
| 22656 | So horridly to shake our disposition |
| 22657 | With thoughts beyond the reaches of our so... |
| 22658 | Say, why is this? wherefore? What should w... |
| 22659 | Gho... |
| 22660 | Hor. It beckons you to go away with it, |
| 22661 | As if it some impartment did desire |
| 22662 | To you alone. |
| 22663 | Mar. Look with what courteous action |
| 22664 | It waves you to a more removed ground. |
| 22665 | But do not go with it! |
| 22666 | Hor. No, by no means! |
| 22667 | Ham. It will not speak. Then will I follow it. |
| 22668 | Hor. Do not, my lord! |
| 22669 | Ham. Why, what should be the fear? |
| 22670 | I do not set my life at a pin's fee; |
| 22671 | And for my soul, what can it do to that, |
| 22672 | Being a thing immortal as itself? |
| 22673 | It waves me forth again. I'll follow it. |
| 22674 | Hor. What if it tempt you toward the flood, ... |
| 22675 | Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff |
| 22676 | That beetles o'er his base into the sea, |
| 22677 | And there assume some other, horrible form |
| 22678 | Which might deprive your sovereignty of re... |
| 22679 | And draw you into madness? Think of it. |
| 22680 | The very place puts toys of desperation, |
| 22681 | Without more motive, into every brain |
| 22682 | That looks so many fadoms to the sea |
| 22683 | And hears it roar beneath. |
| 22684 | Ham. It waves me still. |
| 22685 | Go on. I'll follow thee. |
| 22686 | Mar. You shall not go, my lord. |
| 22687 | Ham. Hold off your hands! |
| 22688 | Hor. Be rul'd. You shall not go. |
| 22689 | Ham. My fate cries out |
| 22690 | And makes each petty artire in this body |
| 22691 | As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve. |
| 22692 | ... |
| 22693 | Still am I call'd. Unhand me, gentlemen. |
| 22694 | By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that l... |
| 22695 | I say, away!- Go on. I'll follow thee. |
| 22696 | Exeunt... |
| 22697 | Hor. He waxes desperate with imagination. |
| 22698 | Mar. Let's follow. 'Tis not fit thus to obey... |
| 22699 | Hor. Have after. To what issue wail this come? |
| 22700 | Mar. Something is rotten in the state of Den... |
| 22701 | Hor. Heaven will direct it. |
| 22702 | Mar. Nay, let's follow him. |
| 22703 | ... |
| 22704 | Scene V. |
| 22705 | Elsinore. The Castle. Another part of the fort... |
| 22706 | Enter Ghost and Hamlet. |
| 22707 | Ham. Whither wilt thou lead me? Speak! I'll ... |
| 22708 | Ghost. Mark me. |
| 22709 | Ham. I will. |
| 22710 | Ghost. My hour is almost come, |
| 22711 | When I to sulph'rous and tormenting flames |
| 22712 | Must render up myself. |
| 22713 | Ham. Alas, poor ghost! |
| 22714 | Ghost. Pity me not, but lend thy serious hea... |
| 22715 | To what I shall unfold. |
| 22716 | Ham. Speak. I am bound to hear. |
| 22717 | Ghost. So art thou to revenge, when thou sha... |
| 22718 | Ham. What? |
| 22719 | Ghost. I am thy father's spirit, |
| 22720 | Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night, |
| 22721 | And for the day confin'd to fast in fires, |
| 22722 | Till the foul crimes done in my days of na... |
| 22723 | Are burnt and purg'd away. But that I am f... |
| 22724 | To tell the secrets of my prison house, |
| 22725 | I could a tale unfold whose lightest word |
| 22726 | Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young... |
| 22727 | Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from ... |
| 22728 | Thy knotted and combined locks to part, |
| 22729 | And each particular hair to stand an end |
| 22730 | Like quills upon the fretful porpentine. |
| 22731 | But this eternal blazon must not be |
| 22732 | To ears of flesh and blood. List, list, O,... |
| 22733 | If thou didst ever thy dear father love- |
| 22734 | Ham. O God! |
| 22735 | Ghost. Revenge his foul and most unnatural m... |
| 22736 | Ham. Murther? |
| 22737 | Ghost. Murther most foul, as in the best it is; |
| 22738 | But this most foul, strange, and unnatural. |
| 22739 | Ham. Haste me to know't, that I, with wings ... |
| 22740 | As meditation or the thoughts of love, |
| 22741 | May sweep to my revenge. |
| 22742 | Ghost. I find thee apt; |
| 22743 | And duller shouldst thou be than the fat w... |
| 22744 | That rots itself in ease on Lethe wharf, |
| 22745 | Wouldst thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet... |
| 22746 | 'Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard, |
| 22747 | A serpent stung me. So the whole ear of De... |
| 22748 | Is by a forged process of my death |
| 22749 | Rankly abus'd. But know, thou noble youth, |
| 22750 | The serpent that did sting thy father's life |
| 22751 | Now wears his crown. |
| 22752 | Ham. O my prophetic soul! |
| 22753 | My uncle? |
| 22754 | Ghost. Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate ... |
| 22755 | With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorou... |
| 22756 | O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power |
| 22757 | So to seduce!- won to his shameful lust |
| 22758 | The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen. |
| 22759 | O Hamlet, what a falling-off was there, |
| 22760 | From me, whose love was of that dignity |
| 22761 | That it went hand in hand even with the vow |
| 22762 | I made to her in marriage, and to decline |
| 22763 | Upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor |
| 22764 | To those of mine! |
| 22765 | But virtue, as it never will be mov'd, |
| 22766 | Though lewdness court it in a shape of hea... |
| 22767 | So lust, though to a radiant angel link'd, |
| 22768 | Will sate itself in a celestial bed |
| 22769 | And prey on garbage. |
| 22770 | But soft! methinks I scent the morning air. |
| 22771 | Brief let me be. Sleeping within my orchard, |
| 22772 | My custom always of the afternoon, |
| 22773 | Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole, |
| 22774 | With juice of cursed hebona in a vial, |
| 22775 | And in the porches of my ears did pour |
| 22776 | The leperous distilment; whose effect |
| 22777 | Holds such an enmity with blood of man |
| 22778 | That swift as quicksilverr it courses through |
| 22779 | The natural gates and alleys of the body, |
| 22780 | And with a sudden vigour it doth posset |
| 22781 | And curd, like eager droppings into milk, |
| 22782 | The thin and wholesome blood. So did it mine; |
| 22783 | And a most instant tetter bark'd about, |
| 22784 | Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome c... |
| 22785 | All my smooth body. |
| 22786 | Thus was I, sleeping, by a brother's hand |
| 22787 | Of life, of crown, of queen, at once dispa... |
| 22788 | Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, |
| 22789 | Unhous'led, disappointed, unanel'd, |
| 22790 | No reckoning made, but sent to my account |
| 22791 | With all my imperfections on my head. |
| 22792 | Ham. O, horrible! O, horrible! most horrible! |
| 22793 | Ghost. If thou hast nature in thee, bear it ... |
| 22794 | Let not the royal bed of Denmark be |
| 22795 | A couch for luxury and damned incest. |
| 22796 | But, howsoever thou pursuest this act, |
| 22797 | Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive |
| 22798 | Against thy mother aught. Leave her to hea... |
| 22799 | And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge |
| 22800 | To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at ... |
| 22801 | The glowworm shows the matin to be near |
| 22802 | And gins to pale his uneffectual fire. |
| 22803 | Adieu, adieu, adieu! Remember me. ... |
| 22804 | Ham. O all you host of heaven! O earth! What... |
| 22805 | And shall I couple hell? Hold, hold, my he... |
| 22806 | And you, my sinews, grow not instant old, |
| 22807 | But bear me stiffly up. Remember thee? |
| 22808 | Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a ... |
| 22809 | In this distracted globe. Remember thee? |
| 22810 | Yea, from the table of my memory |
| 22811 | I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, |
| 22812 | All saws of books, all forms, all pressure... |
| 22813 | That youth and observation copied there, |
| 22814 | And thy commandment all alone shall live |
| 22815 | Within the book and volume of my brain, |
| 22816 | Unmix'd with baser matter. Yes, by heaven! |
| 22817 | O most pernicious woman! |
| 22818 | O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain! |
| 22819 | My tables! Meet it is I set it down |
| 22820 | That one may smile, and smile, and be a vi... |
| 22821 | At least I am sure it may be so in Denmark... |
| 22822 | So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word: |
| 22823 | It is 'Adieu, adieu! Remember me.' |
| 22824 | I have sworn't. |
| 22825 | Hor. (within) My lord, my lord! |
| 22826 | Enter Horatio and Marcellus. |
| 22827 | Mar. Lord Hamlet! |
| 22828 | Hor. Heaven secure him! |
| 22829 | Ham. So be it! |
| 22830 | Mar. Illo, ho, ho, my lord! |
| 22831 | Ham. Hillo, ho, ho, boy! Come, bird, come. |
| 22832 | Mar. How is't, my noble lord? |
| 22833 | Hor. What news, my lord? |
| 22834 | Mar. O, wonderful! |
| 22835 | Hor. Good my lord, tell it. |
| 22836 | Ham. No, you will reveal it. |
| 22837 | Hor. Not I, my lord, by heaven! |
| 22838 | Mar. Nor I, my lord. |
| 22839 | Ham. How say you then? Would heart of man on... |
| 22840 | But you'll be secret? |
| 22841 | Both. Ay, by heaven, my lord. |
| 22842 | Ham. There's neer a villain dwelling in all ... |
| 22843 | But he's an arrant knave. |
| 22844 | Hor. There needs no ghost, my lord, come fro... |
| 22845 | To tell us this. |
| 22846 | Ham. Why, right! You are in the right! |
| 22847 | And so, without more circumstance at all, |
| 22848 | I hold it fit that we shake hands and part; |
| 22849 | You, as your business and desires shall po... |
| 22850 | For every man hath business and desire, |
| 22851 | Such as it is; and for my own poor part, |
| 22852 | Look you, I'll go pray. |
| 22853 | Hor. These are but wild and whirling words, ... |
| 22854 | Ham. I am sorry they offend you, heartily; |
| 22855 | Yes, faith, heartily. |
| 22856 | Hor. There's no offence, my lord. |
| 22857 | Ham. Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, Ho... |
| 22858 | And much offence too. Touching this vision... |
| 22859 | It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you. |
| 22860 | For your desire to know what is between us, |
| 22861 | O'ermaster't as you may. And now, good fri... |
| 22862 | As you are friends, scholars, and soldiers, |
| 22863 | Give me one poor request. |
| 22864 | Hor. What is't, my lord? We will. |
| 22865 | Ham. Never make known what you have seen to-... |
| 22866 | Both. My lord, we will not. |
| 22867 | Ham. Nay, but swear't. |
| 22868 | Hor. In faith, |
| 22869 | My lord, not I. |
| 22870 | Mar. Nor I, my lord- in faith. |
| 22871 | Ham. Upon my sword. |
| 22872 | Mar. We have sworn, my lord, already. |
| 22873 | Ham. Indeed, upon my sword, indeed. |
| 22874 | Ghost cries under the stage. |
| 22875 | Ghost. Swear. |
| 22876 | Ham. Aha boy, say'st thou so? Art thou there... |
| 22877 | Come on! You hear this fellow in the cella... |
| 22878 | Consent to swear. |
| 22879 | Hor. Propose the oath, my lord. |
| 22880 | Ham. Never to speak of this that you have seen. |
| 22881 | Swear by my sword. |
| 22882 | Ghost. [beneath] Swear. |
| 22883 | Ham. Hic et ubique? Then we'll shift our gro... |
| 22884 | Come hither, gentlemen, |
| 22885 | And lay your hands again upon my sword. |
| 22886 | Never to speak of this that you have heard: |
| 22887 | Swear by my sword. |
| 22888 | Ghost. [beneath] Swear by his sword. |
| 22889 | Ham. Well said, old mole! Canst work i' th' ... |
| 22890 | A worthy pioner! Once more remove, good fr... |
| 22891 | Hor. O day and night, but this is wondrous s... |
| 22892 | Ham. And therefore as a stranger give it wel... |
| 22893 | There are more things in heaven and earth,... |
| 22894 | Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. |
| 22895 | But come! |
| 22896 | Here, as before, never, so help you mercy, |
| 22897 | How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself |
| 22898 | (As I perchance hereafter shall think meet |
| 22899 | To put an antic disposition on), |
| 22900 | That you, at such times seeing me, never s... |
| 22901 | With arms encumb'red thus, or this head-sh... |
| 22902 | Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase, |
| 22903 | As 'Well, well, we know,' or 'We could, an... |
| 22904 | Or 'If we list to speak,' or 'There be, an... |
| 22905 | Or such ambiguous giving out, to note |
| 22906 | That you know aught of me- this is not to do, |
| 22907 | So grace and mercy at your most need help ... |
| 22908 | Swear. |
| 22909 | Ghost. [beneath] Swear. |
| 22910 | ... |
| 22911 | Ham. Rest, rest, perturbed spirit! So, gentl... |
| 22912 | With all my love I do commend me to you; |
| 22913 | And what so poor a man as Hamlet is |
| 22914 | May do t' express his love and friending t... |
| 22915 | God willing, shall not lack. Let us go in ... |
| 22916 | And still your fingers on your lips, I pray. |
| 22917 | The time is out of joint. O cursed spite |
| 22918 | That ever I was born to set it right! |
| 22919 | Nay, come, let's go together. |
| 22920 | ... |
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| 22929 | Act II. Scene I. |
| 22930 | Elsinore. A room in the house of Polonius. |
| 22931 | Enter Polonius and Reynaldo. |
| 22932 | Pol. Give him this money and these notes, Re... |
| 22933 | Rey. I will, my lord. |
| 22934 | Pol. You shall do marvell's wisely, good Rey... |
| 22935 | Before You visit him, to make inquire |
| 22936 | Of his behaviour. |
| 22937 | Rey. My lord, I did intend it. |
| 22938 | Pol. Marry, well said, very well said. Look ... |
| 22939 | Enquire me first what Danskers are in Paris; |
| 22940 | And how, and who, what means, and where th... |
| 22941 | What company, at what expense; and finding |
| 22942 | By this encompassment and drift of question |
| 22943 | That they do know my son, come you more ne... |
| 22944 | Than your particular demands will touch it. |
| 22945 | Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledg... |
| 22946 | As thus, 'I know his father and his friends, |
| 22947 | And in part him.' Do you mark this, Reynaldo? |
| 22948 | Rey. Ay, very well, my lord. |
| 22949 | Pol. 'And in part him, but,' you may say, 'n... |
| 22950 | But if't be he I mean, he's very wild |
| 22951 | Addicted so and so'; and there put on him |
| 22952 | What forgeries you please; marry, none so ... |
| 22953 | As may dishonour him- take heed of that; |
| 22954 | But, sir, such wanton, wild, and usual slips |
| 22955 | As are companions noted and most known |
| 22956 | To youth and liberty. |
| 22957 | Rey. As gaming, my lord. |
| 22958 | Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, qua... |
| 22959 | Drabbing. You may go so far. |
| 22960 | Rey. My lord, that would dishonour him. |
| 22961 | Pol. Faith, no, as you may season it in the ... |
| 22962 | You must not put another scandal on him, |
| 22963 | That he is open to incontinency. |
| 22964 | That's not my meaning. But breathe his fau... |
| 22965 | That they may seem the taints of liberty, |
| 22966 | The flash and outbreak of a fiery mind, |
| 22967 | A savageness in unreclaimed blood, |
| 22968 | Of general assault. |
| 22969 | Rey. But, my good lord- |
| 22970 | Pol. Wherefore should you do this? |
| 22971 | Rey. Ay, my lord, |
| 22972 | I would know that. |
| 22973 | Pol. Marry, sir, here's my drift, |
| 22974 | And I believe it is a fetch of warrant. |
| 22975 | You laying these slight sullies on my son |
| 22976 | As 'twere a thing a little soil'd i' th' w... |
| 22977 | Mark you, |
| 22978 | Your party in converse, him you would sound, |
| 22979 | Having ever seen in the prenominate crimes |
| 22980 | The youth you breathe of guilty, be assur'd |
| 22981 | He closes with you in this consequence: |
| 22982 | 'Good sir,' or so, or 'friend,' or 'gentle... |
| 22983 | According to the phrase or the addition |
| 22984 | Of man and country- |
| 22985 | Rey. Very good, my lord. |
| 22986 | Pol. And then, sir, does 'a this- 'a does- W... |
| 22987 | By the mass, I was about to say something!... |
| 22988 | Rey. At 'closes in the consequence,' at 'fri... |
| 22989 | gentleman.' |
| 22990 | Pol. At 'closes in the consequence'- Ay, marry! |
| 22991 | He closes thus: 'I know the gentleman. |
| 22992 | I saw him yesterday, or t'other day, |
| 22993 | Or then, or then, with such or such; and, ... |
| 22994 | There was 'a gaming; there o'ertook in's r... |
| 22995 | There falling out at tennis'; or perchance, |
| 22996 | 'I saw him enter such a house of sale,' |
| 22997 | Videlicet, a brothel, or so forth. |
| 22998 | See you now- |
| 22999 | Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of ... |
| 23000 | And thus do we of wisdom and of reach, |
| 23001 | With windlasses and with assays of bias, |
| 23002 | By indirections find directions out. |
| 23003 | So, by my former lecture and advice, |
| 23004 | Shall you my son. You have me, have you not |
| 23005 | Rey. My lord, I have. |
| 23006 | Pol. God b' wi' ye, fare ye well! |
| 23007 | Rey. Good my lord! ... |
| 23008 | Pol. Observe his inclination in yourself. |
| 23009 | Rey. I shall, my lord. |
| 23010 | Pol. And let him ply his music. |
| 23011 | Rey. Well, my lord. |
| 23012 | Pol. Farewell! |
| 23013 | ... |
| 23014 | Enter Ophelia. |
| 23015 | How now, Ophelia? What's the matter? |
| 23016 | Oph. O my lord, my lord, I have been so affr... |
| 23017 | Pol. With what, i' th' name of God I |
| 23018 | Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet, |
| 23019 | Lord Hamlet, with his doublet all unbrac'd, |
| 23020 | No hat upon his head, his stockings foul'd, |
| 23021 | Ungart'red, and down-gyved to his ankle; |
| 23022 | Pale as his shirt, his knees knocking each... |
| 23023 | And with a look so piteous in purport |
| 23024 | As if he had been loosed out of hell |
| 23025 | To speak of horrors- he comes before me. |
| 23026 | Pol. Mad for thy love? |
| 23027 | Oph. My lord, I do not know, |
| 23028 | But truly I do fear it. |
| 23029 | Pol. What said he? |
| 23030 | Oph. He took me by the wrist and held me hard; |
| 23031 | Then goes he to the length of all his arm, |
| 23032 | And, with his other hand thus o'er his brow, |
| 23033 | He falls to such perusal of my face |
| 23034 | As he would draw it. Long stay'd he so. |
| 23035 | At last, a little shaking of mine arm, |
| 23036 | And thrice his head thus waving up and down, |
| 23037 | He rais'd a sigh so piteous and profound |
| 23038 | As it did seem to shatter all his bulk |
| 23039 | And end his being. That done, he lets me go, |
| 23040 | And with his head over his shoulder turn'd |
| 23041 | He seem'd to find his way without his eyes, |
| 23042 | For out o' doors he went without their help |
| 23043 | And to the last bended their light on me. |
| 23044 | Pol. Come, go with me. I will go seek the King. |
| 23045 | This is the very ecstasy of love, |
| 23046 | Whose violent property fordoes itself |
| 23047 | And leads the will to desperate undertakings |
| 23048 | As oft as any passion under heaven |
| 23049 | That does afflict our natures. I am sorry. |
| 23050 | What, have you given him any hard words of... |
| 23051 | Oph. No, my good lord; but, as you did command, |
| 23052 | I did repel his letters and denied |
| 23053 | His access to me. |
| 23054 | Pol. That hath made him mad. |
| 23055 | I am sorry that with better heed and judgment |
| 23056 | I had not quoted him. I fear'd he did but ... |
| 23057 | And meant to wrack thee; but beshrew my je... |
| 23058 | By heaven, it is as proper to our age |
| 23059 | To cast beyond ourselves in our opinions |
| 23060 | As it is common for the younger sort |
| 23061 | To lack discretion. Come, go we to the King. |
| 23062 | This must be known; which, being kept clos... |
| 23063 | More grief to hide than hate to utter love. |
| 23064 | Come. |
| 23065 | ... |
| 23066 | Scene II. |
| 23067 | Elsinore. A room in the Castle. |
| 23068 | Flourish. [Enter King and Queen, Rosencrantz a... |
| 23069 | King. Welcome, dear Rosencrantz and Guildens... |
| 23070 | Moreover that we much did long to see you, |
| 23071 | The need we have to use you did provoke |
| 23072 | Our hasty sending. Something have you heard |
| 23073 | Of Hamlet's transformation. So I call it, |
| 23074 | Sith nor th' exterior nor the inward man |
| 23075 | Resembles that it was. What it should be, |
| 23076 | More than his father's death, that thus ha... |
| 23077 | So much from th' understanding of himself, |
| 23078 | I cannot dream of. I entreat you both |
| 23079 | That, being of so young clays brought up w... |
| 23080 | And since so neighbour'd to his youth and ... |
| 23081 | That you vouchsafe your rest here in our c... |
| 23082 | Some little time; so by your companies |
| 23083 | To draw him on to pleasures, and to gather |
| 23084 | So much as from occasion you may glean, |
| 23085 | Whether aught to us unknown afflicts him thus |
| 23086 | That, open'd, lies within our remedy. |
| 23087 | Queen. Good gentlemen, he hath much talk'd o... |
| 23088 | And sure I am two men there are not living |
| 23089 | To whom he more adheres. If it will please... |
| 23090 | To show us so much gentry and good will |
| 23091 | As to expend your time with us awhile |
| 23092 | For the supply and profit of our hope, |
| 23093 | Your visitation shall receive such thanks |
| 23094 | As fits a king's remembrance. |
| 23095 | Ros. Both your Majesties |
| 23096 | Might, by the sovereign power you have of us, |
| 23097 | Put your dread pleasures more into command |
| 23098 | Than to entreaty. |
| 23099 | Guil. But we both obey, |
| 23100 | And here give up ourselves, in the full bent, |
| 23101 | To lay our service freely at your feet, |
| 23102 | To be commanded. |
| 23103 | King. Thanks, Rosencrantz and gentle Guilden... |
| 23104 | Queen. Thanks, Guildenstern and gentle Rosen... |
| 23105 | And I beseech you instantly to visit |
| 23106 | My too much changed son.- Go, some of you, |
| 23107 | And bring these gentlemen where Hamlet is. |
| 23108 | Guil. Heavens make our presence and our prac... |
| 23109 | Pleasant and helpful to him! |
| 23110 | Queen. Ay, amen! |
| 23111 | Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guilde... |
| 23112 | ... |
| 23113 | Enter Polonius. |
| 23114 | Pol. Th' ambassadors from Norway, my good lord, |
| 23115 | Are joyfully return'd. |
| 23116 | King. Thou still hast been the father of goo... |
| 23117 | Pol. Have I, my lord? Assure you, my good li... |
| 23118 | I hold my duty as I hold my soul, |
| 23119 | Both to my God and to my gracious king; |
| 23120 | And I do think- or else this brain of mine |
| 23121 | Hunts not the trail of policy so sure |
| 23122 | As it hath us'd to do- that I have found |
| 23123 | The very cause of Hamlet's lunacy. |
| 23124 | King. O, speak of that! That do I long to hear. |
| 23125 | Pol. Give first admittance to th' ambassadors. |
| 23126 | My news shall be the fruit to that great f... |
| 23127 | King. Thyself do grace to them, and bring th... |
| 23128 | ... |
| 23129 | He tells me, my dear Gertrude, he hath found |
| 23130 | The head and source of all your son's dist... |
| 23131 | Queen. I doubt it is no other but the main, |
| 23132 | His father's death and our o'erhasty marri... |
| 23133 | King. Well, we shall sift him. |
| 23134 | Enter Polonius, Voltemand, and C... |
| 23135 | Welcome, my good friends. |
| 23136 | Say, Voltemand, what from our brother Norway? |
| 23137 | Volt. Most fair return of greetings and desi... |
| 23138 | Upon our first, he sent out to suppress |
| 23139 | His nephew's levies; which to him appear'd |
| 23140 | To be a preparation 'gainst the Polack, |
| 23141 | But better look'd into, he truly found |
| 23142 | It was against your Highness; whereat grie... |
| 23143 | That so his sickness, age, and impotence |
| 23144 | Was falsely borne in hand, sends out arrests |
| 23145 | On Fortinbras; which he, in brief, obeys, |
| 23146 | Receives rebuke from Norway, and, in fine, |
| 23147 | Makes vow before his uncle never more |
| 23148 | To give th' assay of arms against your Maj... |
| 23149 | Whereon old Norway, overcome with joy, |
| 23150 | Gives him three thousand crowns in annual fee |
| 23151 | And his commission to employ those soldiers, |
| 23152 | So levied as before, against the Polack; |
| 23153 | With an entreaty, herein further shown, |
| 23154 | ... |
| 23155 | That it might please you to give quiet pass |
| 23156 | Through your dominions for this enterprise, |
| 23157 | On such regards of safety and allowance |
| 23158 | As therein are set down. |
| 23159 | King. It likes us well; |
| 23160 | And at our more consider'd time we'll read, |
| 23161 | Answer, and think upon this business. |
| 23162 | Meantime we thank you for your well-took l... |
| 23163 | Go to your rest; at night we'll feast toge... |
| 23164 | Most welcome home! E... |
| 23165 | Pol. This business is well ended. |
| 23166 | My liege, and madam, to expostulate |
| 23167 | What majesty should be, what duty is, |
| 23168 | Why day is day, night is night, and time i... |
| 23169 | Were nothing but to waste night, day, and ... |
| 23170 | Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit, |
| 23171 | And tediousness the limbs and outward flou... |
| 23172 | I will be brief. Your noble son is mad. |
| 23173 | Mad call I it; for, to define true madness, |
| 23174 | What is't but to be nothing else but mad? |
| 23175 | But let that go. |
| 23176 | Queen. More matter, with less art. |
| 23177 | Pol. Madam, I swear I use no art at all. |
| 23178 | That he is mad, 'tis true: 'tis true 'tis ... |
| 23179 | And pity 'tis 'tis true. A foolish figure! |
| 23180 | But farewell it, for I will use no art. |
| 23181 | Mad let us grant him then. And now remains |
| 23182 | That we find out the cause of this effect- |
| 23183 | Or rather say, the cause of this defect, |
| 23184 | For this effect defective comes by cause. |
| 23185 | Thus it remains, and the remainder thus. |
| 23186 | Perpend. |
| 23187 | I have a daughter (have while she is mine), |
| 23188 | Who in her duty and obedience, mark, |
| 23189 | Hath given me this. Now gather, and surmise. |
| 23190 | [... |
| 23191 | 'To the celestial, and my soul's idol, the... |
| 23192 | Ophelia,'- |
| 23193 | That's an ill phrase, a vile phrase; 'beau... |
| 23194 | phrase. |
| 23195 | But you shall hear. Thus: |
| 23196 | ... |
| 23197 | 'In her excellent white bosom, these, &c.' |
| 23198 | Queen. Came this from Hamlet to her? |
| 23199 | Pol. Good madam, stay awhile. I will be fait... |
| 23200 | 'Doubt thou the stars are fire; |
| 23201 | Doubt that the sun doth move; |
| 23202 | Doubt truth to be a liar; |
| 23203 | But never doubt I love. |
| 23204 | 'O dear Ophelia, I am ill at these numbe... |
| 23205 | reckon my groans; but that I love thee bes... |
| 23206 | it. Adieu. |
| 23207 | 'Thine evermore, most dear lady, whilst ... |
| 23208 | ... |
| 23209 | This, in obedience, hath my daughter shown... |
| 23210 | And more above, hath his solicitings, |
| 23211 | As they fell out by time, by means, and pl... |
| 23212 | All given to mine ear. |
| 23213 | King. But how hath she |
| 23214 | Receiv'd his love? |
| 23215 | Pol. What do you think of me? |
| 23216 | King. As of a man faithful and honourable. |
| 23217 | Pol. I would fain prove so. But what might y... |
| 23218 | When I had seen this hot love on the wing |
| 23219 | (As I perceiv'd it, I must tell you that, |
| 23220 | Before my daughter told me), what might you, |
| 23221 | Or my dear Majesty your queen here, think, |
| 23222 | If I had play'd the desk or table book, |
| 23223 | Or given my heart a winking, mute and dumb, |
| 23224 | Or look'd upon this love with idle sight? |
| 23225 | What might you think? No, I went round to ... |
| 23226 | And my young mistress thus I did bespeak: |
| 23227 | 'Lord Hamlet is a prince, out of thy star. |
| 23228 | This must not be.' And then I prescripts g... |
| 23229 | That she should lock herself from his resort, |
| 23230 | Admit no messengers, receive no tokens. |
| 23231 | Which done, she took the fruits of my advice, |
| 23232 | And he, repulsed, a short tale to make, |
| 23233 | Fell into a sadness, then into a fast, |
| 23234 | Thence to a watch, thence into a weakness, |
| 23235 | Thence to a lightness, and, by this declen... |
| 23236 | Into the madness wherein now he raves, |
| 23237 | And all we mourn for. |
| 23238 | King. Do you think 'tis this? |
| 23239 | Queen. it may be, very like. |
| 23240 | Pol. Hath there been such a time- I would fa... |
| 23241 | That I have Positively said ''Tis so,' |
| 23242 | When it prov'd otherwise.? |
| 23243 | King. Not that I know. |
| 23244 | Pol. [points to his head and shoulder] Take ... |
| 23245 | be otherwise. |
| 23246 | If circumstances lead me, I will find |
| 23247 | Where truth is hid, though it were hid indeed |
| 23248 | Within the centre. |
| 23249 | King. How may we try it further? |
| 23250 | Pol. You know sometimes he walks four hours ... |
| 23251 | Here in the lobby. |
| 23252 | Queen. So he does indeed. |
| 23253 | Pol. At such a time I'll loose my daughter t... |
| 23254 | Be you and I behind an arras then. |
| 23255 | Mark the encounter. If he love her not, |
| 23256 | And he not from his reason fall'n thereon |
| 23257 | Let me be no assistant for a state, |
| 23258 | But keep a farm and carters. |
| 23259 | King. We will try it. |
| 23260 | Enter Hamlet, reading on a book. |
| 23261 | Queen. But look where sadly the poor wretch ... |
| 23262 | Pol. Away, I do beseech you, both away |
| 23263 | I'll board him presently. O, give me leave. |
| 23264 | Exeunt King and Queen, ... |
| 23265 | How does my good Lord Hamlet? |
| 23266 | Ham. Well, God-a-mercy. |
| 23267 | Pol. Do you know me, my lord? |
| 23268 | Ham. Excellent well. You are a fishmonger. |
| 23269 | Pol. Not I, my lord. |
| 23270 | Ham. Then I would you were so honest a man. |
| 23271 | Pol. Honest, my lord? |
| 23272 | Ham. Ay, sir. To be honest, as this world go... |
| 23273 | pick'd out of ten thousand. |
| 23274 | Pol. That's very true, my lord. |
| 23275 | Ham. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead ... |
| 23276 | kissing carrion- Have you a daughter? |
| 23277 | Pol. I have, my lord. |
| 23278 | Ham. Let her not walk i' th' sun. Conception... |
| 23279 | as your daughter may conceive. Friend, loo... |
| 23280 | Pol. [aside] How say you by that? Still harp... |
| 23281 | he knew me not at first. He said I was a f... |
| 23282 | gone, far gone! And truly in my youth I su... |
| 23283 | for love- very near this. I'll speak to hi... |
| 23284 | read, my lord? |
| 23285 | Ham. Words, words, words. |
| 23286 | Pol. What is the matter, my lord? |
| 23287 | Ham. Between who? |
| 23288 | Pol. I mean, the matter that you read, my lord. |
| 23289 | Ham. Slanders, sir; for the satirical rogue ... |
| 23290 | have grey beards; that their faces are wri... |
| 23291 | purging thick amber and plum-tree gum; and... |
| 23292 | plentiful lack of wit, together with most ... |
| 23293 | sir, though I most powerfully and potently... |
| 23294 | not honesty to have it thus set down; for ... |
| 23295 | should be old as I am if, like a crab, you... |
| 23296 | Pol. [aside] Though this be madness, yet the... |
| 23297 | Will You walk out of the air, my lord? |
| 23298 | Ham. Into my grave? |
| 23299 | Pol. Indeed, that is out o' th' air. [Aside]... |
| 23300 | his replies are! a happiness that often ma... |
| 23301 | reason and sanity could not so prosperousl... |
| 23302 | will leave him and suddenly contrive the m... |
| 23303 | him and my daughter.- My honourable lord, ... |
| 23304 | my leave of you. |
| 23305 | Ham. You cannot, sir, take from me anything ... |
| 23306 | willingly part withal- except my life, exc... |
| 23307 | life, |
| 23308 | Enter Rosencrantz and Guil... |
| 23309 | Pol. Fare you well, my lord. |
| 23310 | Ham. These tedious old fools! |
| 23311 | Pol. You go to seek the Lord Hamlet. There h... |
| 23312 | Ros. [to Polonius] God save you, sir! |
| 23313 | ... |
| 23314 | Guil. My honour'd lord! |
| 23315 | Ros. My most dear lord! |
| 23316 | Ham. My excellent good friends! How dost tho... |
| 23317 | Rosencrantz! Good lads, how do ye both? |
| 23318 | Ros. As the indifferent children of the earth. |
| 23319 | Guil. Happy in that we are not over-happy. |
| 23320 | On Fortune's cap we are not the very button. |
| 23321 | Ham. Nor the soles of her shoe? |
| 23322 | Ros. Neither, my lord. |
| 23323 | Ham. Then you live about her waist, or in th... |
| 23324 | favours? |
| 23325 | Guil. Faith, her privates we. |
| 23326 | Ham. In the secret parts of Fortune? O! most... |
| 23327 | strumpet. What news ? |
| 23328 | Ros. None, my lord, but that the world's gro... |
| 23329 | Ham. Then is doomsday near! But your news is... |
| 23330 | question more in particular. What have you... |
| 23331 | deserved at the hands of Fortune that she ... |
| 23332 | hither? |
| 23333 | Guil. Prison, my lord? |
| 23334 | Ham. Denmark's a prison. |
| 23335 | Ros. Then is the world one. |
| 23336 | Ham. A goodly one; in which there are many c... |
| 23337 | dungeons, Denmark being one o' th' worst. |
| 23338 | Ros. We think not so, my lord. |
| 23339 | Ham. Why, then 'tis none to you; for there i... |
| 23340 | or bad but thinking makes it so. To me it ... |
| 23341 | Ros. Why, then your ambition makes it one. '... |
| 23342 | mind. |
| 23343 | Ham. O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell... |
| 23344 | king of infinite space, were it not that I... |
| 23345 | Guil. Which dreams indeed are ambition; for ... |
| 23346 | the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dr... |
| 23347 | Ham. A dream itself is but a shadow. |
| 23348 | Ros. Truly, and I hold ambition of so airy a... |
| 23349 | it is but a shadow's shadow. |
| 23350 | Ham. Then are our beggars bodies, and our mo... |
| 23351 | heroes the beggars' shadows. Shall we to t... |
| 23352 | fay, I cannot reason. |
| 23353 | Both. We'll wait upon you. |
| 23354 | Ham. No such matter! I will not sort you wit... |
| 23355 | servants; for, to speak to you like an hon... |
| 23356 | dreadfully attended. But in the beaten way... |
| 23357 | make you at Elsinore? |
| 23358 | Ros. To visit you, my lord; no other occasion. |
| 23359 | Ham. Beggar that I am, I am even poor in tha... |
| 23360 | and sure, dear friends, my thanks are too ... |
| 23361 | you not sent for? Is it your own inclining... |
| 23362 | visitation? Come, deal justly with me. Com... |
| 23363 | Guil. What should we say, my lord? |
| 23364 | Ham. Why, anything- but to th' purpose. You ... |
| 23365 | there is a kind of confession in your look... |
| 23366 | have not craft enough to colour. I know th... |
| 23367 | have sent for you. |
| 23368 | Ros. To what end, my lord? |
| 23369 | Ham. That you must teach me. But let me conj... |
| 23370 | of our fellowship, by the consonancy of ou... |
| 23371 | obligation of our ever-preserved love, and... |
| 23372 | better proposer could charge you withal, b... |
| 23373 | me, whether you were sent for or no. |
| 23374 | Ros. [aside to Guildenstern] What say you? |
| 23375 | Ham. [aside] Nay then, I have an eye of you.... |
| 23376 | not off. |
| 23377 | Guil. My lord, we were sent for. |
| 23378 | Ham. I will tell you why. So shall my antici... |
| 23379 | discovery, and your secrecy to the King an... |
| 23380 | feather. I have of late- but wherefore I k... |
| 23381 | mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; an... |
| 23382 | heavily with my disposition that this good... |
| 23383 | seems to me a sterile promontory; this mos... |
| 23384 | air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firm... |
| 23385 | roof fretted with golden fire- why, it app... |
| 23386 | to me than a foul and pestilent congregati... |
| 23387 | piece of work is a man! how noble in reaso... |
| 23388 | faculties! in form and moving how express ... |
| 23389 | action how like an angel! in apprehension ... |
| 23390 | beauty of the world, the paragon of animal... |
| 23391 | is this quintessence of dust? Man delights... |
| 23392 | neither, though by your smiling you seem t... |
| 23393 | Ros. My lord, there was no such stuff in my ... |
| 23394 | Ham. Why did you laugh then, when I said 'Ma... |
| 23395 | Ros. To think, my lord, if you delight not i... |
| 23396 | entertainment the players shall receive fr... |
| 23397 | on the way, and hither are they coming to ... |
| 23398 | Ham. He that plays the king shall be welcome... |
| 23399 | have tribute of me; the adventurous knight... |
| 23400 | target; the lover shall not sigh gratis; t... |
| 23401 | end his part in peace; the clown shall mak... |
| 23402 | lungs are tickle o' th' sere; and the lady... |
| 23403 | freely, or the blank verse shall halt fort... |
| 23404 | they? |
| 23405 | Ros. Even those you were wont to take such d... |
| 23406 | tragedians of the city. |
| 23407 | Ham. How chances it they travel? Their resid... |
| 23408 | reputation and profit, was better both ways. |
| 23409 | Ros. I think their inhibition comes by the m... |
| 23410 | innovation. |
| 23411 | Ham. Do they hold the same estimation they d... |
| 23412 | city? Are they so follow'd? |
| 23413 | Ros. No indeed are they not. |
| 23414 | Ham. How comes it? Do they grow rusty? |
| 23415 | Ros. Nay, their endeavour keeps in the wonte... |
| 23416 | sir, an eyrie of children, little eyases, ... |
| 23417 | of question and are most tyrannically clap... |
| 23418 | the fashion, and so berattle the common st... |
| 23419 | them) that many wearing rapiers are afraid... |
| 23420 | dare scarce come thither. |
| 23421 | Ham. What, are they children? Who maintains ... |
| 23422 | escoted? Will they pursue the quality no l... |
| 23423 | sing? Will they not say afterwards, if the... |
| 23424 | themselves to common players (as it is mos... |
| 23425 | are no better), their writers do them wron... |
| 23426 | against their own succession. |
| 23427 | Ros. Faith, there has been much to do on bot... |
| 23428 | holds it no sin to tarre them to controver... |
| 23429 | while, no money bid for argument unless th... |
| 23430 | went to cuffs in the question. |
| 23431 | Ham. Is't possible? |
| 23432 | Guil. O, there has been much throwing about ... |
| 23433 | Ham. Do the boys carry it away? |
| 23434 | Ros. Ay, that they do, my lord- Hercules and... |
| 23435 | Ham. It is not very strange; for my uncle is... |
| 23436 | those that would make mows at him while my... |
| 23437 | twenty, forty, fifty, a hundred ducats api... |
| 23438 | little. 'Sblood, there is something in thi... |
| 23439 | philosophy could find it out. |
| 23440 | Flourish for the Players. |
| 23441 | Guil. There are the players. |
| 23442 | Ham. Gentlemen, you are welcome to Elsinore.... |
| 23443 | appurtenance of welcome is fashion and cer... |
| 23444 | with you in this garb, lest my extent to t... |
| 23445 | tell you must show fairly outwards) should... |
| 23446 | entertainment than yours. You are welcome.... |
| 23447 | and aunt-mother are deceiv'd. |
| 23448 | Guil. In what, my dear lord? |
| 23449 | Ham. I am but mad north-north-west. When the... |
| 23450 | know a hawk from a handsaw. |
| 23451 | Enter Polonius. |
| 23452 | Pol. Well be with you, gentlemen! |
| 23453 | Ham. Hark you, Guildenstern- and you too- at... |
| 23454 | That great baby you see there is not yet o... |
| 23455 | clouts. |
| 23456 | Ros. Happily he's the second time come to th... |
| 23457 | man is twice a child. |
| 23458 | Ham. I will prophesy he comes to tell me of ... |
| 23459 | You say right, sir; a Monday morning; twas ... |
| 23460 | Pol. My lord, I have news to tell you. |
| 23461 | Ham. My lord, I have news to tell you. When ... |
| 23462 | Rome- |
| 23463 | Pol. The actors are come hither, my lord. |
| 23464 | Ham. Buzz, buzz! |
| 23465 | Pol. Upon my honour- |
| 23466 | Ham. Then came each actor on his ass- |
| 23467 | Pol. The best actors in the world, either fo... |
| 23468 | history, pastoral, pastoral-comical, histo... |
| 23469 | tragical-historical, tragical-comical-hist... |
| 23470 | individable, or poem unlimited. Seneca can... |
| 23471 | Plautus too light. For the law of writ and... |
| 23472 | the only men. |
| 23473 | Ham. O Jephthah, judge of Israel, what a tre... |
| 23474 | Pol. What treasure had he, my lord? |
| 23475 | Ham. Why, |
| 23476 | 'One fair daughter, and no more, |
| 23477 | The which he loved passing well.' |
| 23478 | Pol. [aside] Still on my daughter. |
| 23479 | Ham. Am I not i' th' right, old Jephthah? |
| 23480 | Pol. If you call me Jephthah, my lord, I hav... |
| 23481 | love passing well. |
| 23482 | Ham. Nay, that follows not. |
| 23483 | Pol. What follows then, my lord? |
| 23484 | Ham. Why, |
| 23485 | 'As by lot, God wot,' |
| 23486 | and then, you know, |
| 23487 | 'It came to pass, as most like it w... |
| 23488 | The first row of the pious chanson will sh... |
| 23489 | where my abridgment comes. |
| 23490 | Enter four or five Players. |
| 23491 | You are welcome, masters; welcome, all.- I... |
| 23492 | well.- Welcome, good friends.- O, my old f... |
| 23493 | valanc'd since I saw thee last. Com'st' th... |
| 23494 | Denmark?- What, my young lady and mistress... |
| 23495 | ladyship is nearer to heaven than when I s... |
| 23496 | altitude of a chopine. Pray God your voice... |
| 23497 | uncurrent gold, be not crack'd within the ... |
| 23498 | all welcome. We'll e'en to't like French f... |
| 23499 | anything we see. We'll have a speech strai... |
| 23500 | taste of your quality. Come, a passionate ... |
| 23501 | 1. Play. What speech, my good lord? |
| 23502 | Ham. I heard thee speak me a speech once, bu... |
| 23503 | or if it was, not above once; for the play... |
| 23504 | not the million, 'twas caviary to the gene... |
| 23505 | receiv'd it, and others, whose judgments i... |
| 23506 | the top of mine) an excellent play, well d... |
| 23507 | set down with as much modesty as cunning. ... |
| 23508 | there were no sallets in the lines to make... |
| 23509 | nor no matter in the phrase that might ind... |
| 23510 | affectation; but call'd it an honest metho... |
| 23511 | sweet, and by very much more handsome than... |
| 23512 | I chiefly lov'd. 'Twas AEneas' tale to Did... |
| 23513 | especially where he speaks of Priam's slau... |
| 23514 | your memory, begin at this line- let me se... |
| 23515 | 'The rugged Pyrrhus, like th' Hyrcani... |
| 23516 | 'Tis not so; it begins with Pyrrhus: |
| 23517 | 'The rugged Pyrrhus, he whose sable a... |
| 23518 | Black as his purpose, did the night r... |
| 23519 | When he lay couched in the ominous ho... |
| 23520 | Hath now this dread and black complex... |
| 23521 | With heraldry more dismal. Head to foot |
| 23522 | Now is be total gules, horridly trick'd |
| 23523 | With blood of fathers, mothers, daugh... |
| 23524 | Bak'd and impasted with the parching ... |
| 23525 | That lend a tyrannous and a damned light |
| 23526 | To their lord's murther. Roasted in w... |
| 23527 | And thus o'ersized with coagulate gore, |
| 23528 | With eyes like carbuncles, the hellis... |
| 23529 | Old grandsire Priam seeks.' |
| 23530 | So, proceed you. |
| 23531 | Pol. Fore God, my lord, well spoken, with go... |
| 23532 | discretion. |
| 23533 | 1. Play. 'Anon he finds him, |
| 23534 | Striking too short at Greeks. His antiqu... |
| 23535 | Rebellious to his arm, lies where it falls, |
| 23536 | Repugnant to command. Unequal match'd, |
| 23537 | Pyrrhus at Priam drives, in rage strikes... |
| 23538 | But with the whiff and wind of his fell ... |
| 23539 | Th' unnerved father falls. Then senseles... |
| 23540 | Seeming to feel this blow, with flaming top |
| 23541 | Stoops to his base, and with a hideous c... |
| 23542 | Takes prisoner Pyrrhus' ear. For lo! his... |
| 23543 | Which was declining on the milky head |
| 23544 | Of reverend Priam, seem'd i' th' air to ... |
| 23545 | So, as a painted tyrant, Pyrrhus stood, |
| 23546 | And, like a neutral to his will and matter, |
| 23547 | Did nothing. |
| 23548 | But, as we often see, against some storm, |
| 23549 | A silence in the heavens, the rack stand... |
| 23550 | The bold winds speechless, and the orb b... |
| 23551 | As hush as death- anon the dreadful thunder |
| 23552 | Doth rend the region; so, after Pyrrhus'... |
| 23553 | Aroused vengeance sets him new awork; |
| 23554 | And never did the Cyclops' hammers fall |
| 23555 | On Mars's armour, forg'd for proof eterne, |
| 23556 | With less remorse than Pyrrhus' bleeding... |
| 23557 | Now falls on Priam. |
| 23558 | Out, out, thou strumpet Fortune! All you... |
| 23559 | In general synod take away her power; |
| 23560 | Break all the spokes and fellies from he... |
| 23561 | And bowl the round nave down the hill of... |
| 23562 | As low as to the fiends! |
| 23563 | Pol. This is too long. |
| 23564 | Ham. It shall to the barber's, with your bea... |
| 23565 | He's for a jig or a tale of bawdry, or he ... |
| 23566 | Hecuba. |
| 23567 | 1. Play. 'But who, O who, had seen the moble... |
| 23568 | Ham. 'The mobled queen'? |
| 23569 | Pol. That's good! 'Mobled queen' is good. |
| 23570 | 1. Play. 'Run barefoot up and down, threat'n... |
| 23571 | With bisson rheum; a clout upon that head |
| 23572 | Where late the diadem stood, and for a r... |
| 23573 | About her lank and all o'erteemed loins, |
| 23574 | A blanket, in the alarm of fear caught u... |
| 23575 | Who this had seen, with tongue in venom ... |
| 23576 | 'Gainst Fortune's state would treason ha... |
| 23577 | But if the gods themselves did see her t... |
| 23578 | When she saw Pyrrhus make malicious sport |
| 23579 | In Mincing with his sword her husband's ... |
| 23580 | The instant burst of clamour that she made |
| 23581 | (Unless things mortal move them not at all) |
| 23582 | Would have made milch the burning eyes o... |
| 23583 | And passion in the gods.' |
| 23584 | Pol. Look, whe'r he has not turn'd his colou... |
| 23585 | eyes. Prithee no more! |
| 23586 | Ham. 'Tis well. I'll have thee speak out the... |
| 23587 | Good my lord, will you see the players wel... |
| 23588 | hear? Let them be well us'd; for they are ... |
| 23589 | chronicles of the time. After your death y... |
| 23590 | bad epitaph than their ill report while yo... |
| 23591 | Pol. My lord, I will use them according to t... |
| 23592 | Ham. God's bodykins, man, much better! Use e... |
| 23593 | desert, and who should scape whipping? Use... |
| 23594 | honour and dignity. The less they deserve,... |
| 23595 | your bounty. Take them in. |
| 23596 | Pol. Come, sirs. |
| 23597 | Ham. Follow him, friends. We'll hear a play ... |
| 23598 | Exeunt Polonius and Players [... |
| 23599 | Dost thou hear me, old friend? Can you pla... |
| 23600 | Gonzago'? |
| 23601 | 1. Play. Ay, my lord. |
| 23602 | Ham. We'll ha't to-morrow night. You could, ... |
| 23603 | speech of some dozen or sixteen lines whic... |
| 23604 | insert in't, could you not? |
| 23605 | 1. Play. Ay, my lord. |
| 23606 | Ham. Very well. Follow that lord- and look y... |
| 23607 | [E... |
| 23608 | My good friends, I'll leave you till night... |
| 23609 | Elsinore. |
| 23610 | Ros. Good my lord! |
| 23611 | Ham. Ay, so, God b' wi' ye! |
| 23612 | [Exeunt Rosencrant... |
| 23613 | Now I am alone. |
| 23614 | O what a rogue and peasant slave am I! |
| 23615 | Is it not monstrous that this player here, |
| 23616 | But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, |
| 23617 | Could force his soul so to his own conceit |
| 23618 | That, from her working, all his visage wan... |
| 23619 | Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, |
| 23620 | A broken voice, and his whole function sui... |
| 23621 | With forms to his conceit? And all for not... |
| 23622 | For Hecuba! |
| 23623 | What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, |
| 23624 | That he should weep for her? What would he... |
| 23625 | Had he the motive and the cue for passion |
| 23626 | That I have? He would drown the stage with... |
| 23627 | And cleave the general ear with horrid spe... |
| 23628 | Make mad the guilty and appal the free, |
| 23629 | Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed |
| 23630 | The very faculties of eyes and ears. |
| 23631 | Yet I, |
| 23632 | A dull and muddy-mettled rascal, peak |
| 23633 | Like John-a-dreams, unpregnant of my cause, |
| 23634 | And can say nothing! No, not for a king, |
| 23635 | Upon whose property and most dear life |
| 23636 | A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward? |
| 23637 | Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? |
| 23638 | Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face? |
| 23639 | Tweaks me by th' nose? gives me the lie i'... |
| 23640 | As deep as to the lungs? Who does me this,... |
| 23641 | 'Swounds, I should take it! for it cannot be |
| 23642 | But I am pigeon-liver'd and lack gall |
| 23643 | To make oppression bitter, or ere this |
| 23644 | I should have fatted all the region kites |
| 23645 | With this slave's offal. Bloody bawdy vill... |
| 23646 | Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindl... |
| 23647 | O, vengeance! |
| 23648 | Why, what an ass am I! This is most brave, |
| 23649 | That I, the son of a dear father murther'd, |
| 23650 | Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell, |
| 23651 | Must (like a whore) unpack my heart with w... |
| 23652 | And fall a-cursing like a very drab, |
| 23653 | A scullion! |
| 23654 | Fie upon't! foh! About, my brain! Hum, I h... |
| 23655 | That guilty creatures, sitting at a play, |
| 23656 | Have by the very cunning of the scene |
| 23657 | Been struck so to the soul that presently |
| 23658 | They have proclaim'd their malefactions; |
| 23659 | For murther, though it have no tongue, wil... |
| 23660 | With most miraculous organ, I'll have thes... |
| 23661 | Play something like the murther of my father |
| 23662 | Before mine uncle. I'll observe his looks; |
| 23663 | I'll tent him to the quick. If he but blench, |
| 23664 | I know my course. The spirit that I have seen |
| 23665 | May be a devil; and the devil hath power |
| 23666 | T' assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps |
| 23667 | Out of my weakness and my melancholy, |
| 23668 | As he is very potent with such spirits, |
| 23669 | Abuses me to damn me. I'll have grounds |
| 23670 | More relative than this. The play's the thing |
| 23671 | Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the K... |
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| 23680 | ACT III. Scene I. |
| 23681 | Elsinore. A room in the Castle. |
| 23682 | Enter King, Queen, Polonius, Ophelia, Rosencra... |
| 23683 | King. And can you by no drift of circumstance |
| 23684 | Get from him why he puts on this confusion, |
| 23685 | Grating so harshly all his days of quiet |
| 23686 | With turbulent and dangerous lunacy? |
| 23687 | Ros. He does confess he feels himself distra... |
| 23688 | But from what cause he will by no means sp... |
| 23689 | Guil. Nor do we find him forward to be sounded, |
| 23690 | But with a crafty madness keeps aloof |
| 23691 | When we would bring him on to some confession |
| 23692 | Of his true state. |
| 23693 | Queen. Did he receive you well? |
| 23694 | Ros. Most like a gentleman. |
| 23695 | Guil. But with much forcing of his disposition. |
| 23696 | Ros. Niggard of question, but of our demands |
| 23697 | Most free in his reply. |
| 23698 | Queen. Did you assay him |
| 23699 | To any pastime? |
| 23700 | Ros. Madam, it so fell out that certain players |
| 23701 | We o'erraught on the way. Of these we told... |
| 23702 | And there did seem in him a kind of joy |
| 23703 | To hear of it. They are here about the court, |
| 23704 | And, as I think, they have already order |
| 23705 | This night to play before him. |
| 23706 | Pol. 'Tis most true; |
| 23707 | And he beseech'd me to entreat your Majesties |
| 23708 | To hear and see the matter. |
| 23709 | King. With all my heart, and it doth much co... |
| 23710 | To hear him so inclin'd. |
| 23711 | Good gentlemen, give him a further edge |
| 23712 | And drive his purpose on to these delights. |
| 23713 | Ros. We shall, my lord. |
| 23714 | Exeunt Rosencrantz... |
| 23715 | King. Sweet Gertrude, leave us too; |
| 23716 | For we have closely sent for Hamlet hither, |
| 23717 | That he, as 'twere by accident, may here |
| 23718 | Affront Ophelia. |
| 23719 | Her father and myself (lawful espials) |
| 23720 | Will so bestow ourselves that, seeing unseen, |
| 23721 | We may of their encounter frankly judge |
| 23722 | And gather by him, as he is behav'd, |
| 23723 | If't be th' affliction of his love, or no, |
| 23724 | That thus he suffers for. |
| 23725 | Queen. I shall obey you; |
| 23726 | And for your part, Ophelia, I do wish |
| 23727 | That your good beauties be the happy cause |
| 23728 | Of Hamlet's wildness. So shall I hope your... |
| 23729 | Will bring him to his wonted way again, |
| 23730 | To both your honours. |
| 23731 | Oph. Madam, I wish it may. |
| 23732 | ... |
| 23733 | Pol. Ophelia, walk you here.- Gracious, so p... |
| 23734 | We will bestow ourselves.- [To Ophelia] Re... |
| 23735 | That show of such an exercise may colour |
| 23736 | Your loneliness.- We are oft to blame in t... |
| 23737 | 'Tis too much prov'd, that with devotion's... |
| 23738 | And pious action we do sugar o'er |
| 23739 | The Devil himself. |
| 23740 | King. [aside] O, 'tis too true! |
| 23741 | How smart a lash that speech doth give my ... |
| 23742 | The harlot's cheek, beautied with plast'ri... |
| 23743 | Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it |
| 23744 | Than is my deed to my most painted word. |
| 23745 | O heavy burthen! |
| 23746 | Pol. I hear him coming. Let's withdraw, my l... |
| 23747 | Exeunt K... |
| 23748 | Enter Hamlet. |
| 23749 | Ham. To be, or not to be- that is the question: |
| 23750 | Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer |
| 23751 | The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune |
| 23752 | Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, |
| 23753 | And by opposing end them. To die- to sleep- |
| 23754 | No more; and by a sleep to say we end |
| 23755 | The heartache, and the thousand natural sh... |
| 23756 | That flesh is heir to. 'Tis a consummation |
| 23757 | Devoutly to be wish'd. To die- to sleep. |
| 23758 | To sleep- perchance to dream: ay, there's ... |
| 23759 | For in that sleep of death what dreams may... |
| 23760 | When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, |
| 23761 | Must give us pause. There's the respect |
| 23762 | That makes calamity of so long life. |
| 23763 | For who would bear the whips and scorns of... |
| 23764 | Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's con... |
| 23765 | The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay, |
| 23766 | The insolence of office, and the spurns |
| 23767 | That patient merit of th' unworthy takes, |
| 23768 | When he himself might his quietus make |
| 23769 | With a bare bodkin? Who would these fardel... |
| 23770 | To grunt and sweat under a weary life, |
| 23771 | But that the dread of something after death- |
| 23772 | The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn |
| 23773 | No traveller returns- puzzles the will, |
| 23774 | And makes us rather bear those ills we have |
| 23775 | Than fly to others that we know not of? |
| 23776 | Thus conscience does make cowards of us al... |
| 23777 | And thus the native hue of resolution |
| 23778 | Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of tho... |
| 23779 | And enterprises of great pith and moment |
| 23780 | With this regard their currents turn awry |
| 23781 | And lose the name of action.- Soft you now! |
| 23782 | The fair Ophelia!- Nymph, in thy orisons |
| 23783 | Be all my sins rememb'red. |
| 23784 | Oph. Good my lord, |
| 23785 | How does your honour for this many a day? |
| 23786 | Ham. I humbly thank you; well, well, well. |
| 23787 | Oph. My lord, I have remembrances of yours |
| 23788 | That I have longed long to re-deliver. |
| 23789 | I pray you, now receive them. |
| 23790 | Ham. No, not I! |
| 23791 | I never gave you aught. |
| 23792 | Oph. My honour'd lord, you know right well y... |
| 23793 | And with them words of so sweet breath com... |
| 23794 | As made the things more rich. Their perfum... |
| 23795 | Take these again; for to the noble mind |
| 23796 | Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unki... |
| 23797 | There, my lord. |
| 23798 | Ham. Ha, ha! Are you honest? |
| 23799 | Oph. My lord? |
| 23800 | Ham. Are you fair? |
| 23801 | Oph. What means your lordship? |
| 23802 | Ham. That if you be honest and fair, your ho... |
| 23803 | discourse to your beauty. |
| 23804 | Oph. Could beauty, my lord, have better comm... |
| 23805 | Ham. Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will... |
| 23806 | honesty from what it is to a bawd than the... |
| 23807 | translate beauty into his likeness. This w... |
| 23808 | but now the time gives it proof. I did lov... |
| 23809 | Oph. Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so. |
| 23810 | Ham. You should not have believ'd me; for vi... |
| 23811 | inoculate our old stock but we shall relis... |
| 23812 | not. |
| 23813 | Oph. I was the more deceived. |
| 23814 | Ham. Get thee to a nunnery! Why wouldst thou... |
| 23815 | sinners? I am myself indifferent honest, b... |
| 23816 | me of such things that it were better my m... |
| 23817 | I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious; wi... |
| 23818 | beck than I have thoughts to put them in, ... |
| 23819 | them shape, or time to act them in. What s... |
| 23820 | do, crawling between earth and heaven? We ... |
| 23821 | believe none of us. Go thy ways to a nunne... |
| 23822 | father? |
| 23823 | Oph. At home, my lord. |
| 23824 | Ham. Let the doors be shut upon him, that he... |
| 23825 | nowhere but in's own house. Farewell. |
| 23826 | Oph. O, help him, you sweet heavens! |
| 23827 | Ham. If thou dost marry, I'll give thee this... |
| 23828 | be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow,... |
| 23829 | calumny. Get thee to a nunnery. Go, farewe... |
| 23830 | needs marry, marry a fool; for wise men kn... |
| 23831 | monsters you make of them. To a nunnery, g... |
| 23832 | Farewell. |
| 23833 | Oph. O heavenly powers, restore him! |
| 23834 | Ham. I have heard of your paintings too, wel... |
| 23835 | given you one face, and you make yourselve... |
| 23836 | amble, and you lisp; you nickname God's cr... |
| 23837 | wantonness your ignorance. Go to, I'll no ... |
| 23838 | me mad. I say, we will have no moe marriag... |
| 23839 | married already- all but one- shall live; ... |
| 23840 | they are. To a nunnery, go. ... |
| 23841 | Oph. O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! |
| 23842 | The courtier's, scholar's, soldier's, eye,... |
| 23843 | Th' expectancy and rose of the fair state, |
| 23844 | The glass of fashion and the mould of form, |
| 23845 | Th' observ'd of all observers- quite, quit... |
| 23846 | And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, |
| 23847 | That suck'd the honey of his music vows, |
| 23848 | Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, |
| 23849 | Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and ... |
| 23850 | That unmatch'd form and feature of blown y... |
| 23851 | Blasted with ecstasy. O, woe is me |
| 23852 | T' have seen what I have seen, see what I ... |
| 23853 | Enter King and Polonius. |
| 23854 | King. Love? his affections do not that way t... |
| 23855 | Nor what he spake, though it lack'd form a... |
| 23856 | Was not like madness. There's something in... |
| 23857 | O'er which his melancholy sits on brood; |
| 23858 | And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose |
| 23859 | Will be some danger; which for to prevent, |
| 23860 | I have in quick determination |
| 23861 | Thus set it down: he shall with speed to E... |
| 23862 | For the demand of our neglected tribute. |
| 23863 | Haply the seas, and countries different, |
| 23864 | With variable objects, shall expel |
| 23865 | This something-settled matter in his heart, |
| 23866 | Whereon his brains still beating puts him ... |
| 23867 | From fashion of himself. What think you on't? |
| 23868 | Pol. It shall do well. But yet do I believe |
| 23869 | The origin and commencement of his grief |
| 23870 | Sprung from neglected love.- How now, Ophe... |
| 23871 | You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said. |
| 23872 | We heard it all.- My lord, do as you please; |
| 23873 | But if you hold it fit, after the play |
| 23874 | Let his queen mother all alone entreat him |
| 23875 | To show his grief. Let her be round with him; |
| 23876 | And I'll be plac'd so please you, in the ear |
| 23877 | Of all their conference. If she find him not, |
| 23878 | To England send him; or confine him where |
| 23879 | Your wisdom best shall think. |
| 23880 | King. It shall be so. |
| 23881 | Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd g... |
| 23882 | Scene II. |
| 23883 | Elsinore. hall in the Castle. |
| 23884 | Enter Hamlet and three of the Players. |
| 23885 | Ham. Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pron... |
| 23886 | trippingly on the tongue. But if you mouth... |
| 23887 | players do, I had as live the town crier s... |
| 23888 | not saw the air too much with your hand, t... |
| 23889 | gently; for in the very torrent, tempest, ... |
| 23890 | whirlwind of your passion, you must acquir... |
| 23891 | temperance that may give it smoothness. O,... |
| 23892 | soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fe... |
| 23893 | tatters, to very rags, to split the cars o... |
| 23894 | (for the most part) are capable of nothing... |
| 23895 | shows and noise. I would have such a fello... |
| 23896 | Termagant. It out-herods Herod. Pray you a... |
| 23897 | Player. I warrant your honour. |
| 23898 | Ham. Be not too tame neither; but let your o... |
| 23899 | tutor. Suit the action to the word, the wo... |
| 23900 | this special observance, that you o'erstep... |
| 23901 | nature: for anything so overdone is from t... |
| 23902 | whose end, both at the first and now, was ... |
| 23903 | 'twere, the mirror up to nature; to show V... |
| 23904 | scorn her own image, and the very age and ... |
| 23905 | form and pressure. Now this overdone, or c... |
| 23906 | it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but ma... |
| 23907 | grieve; the censure of the which one must ... |
| 23908 | o'erweigh a whole theatre of others. O, th... |
| 23909 | have seen play, and heard others praise, a... |
| 23910 | speak it profanely), that, neither having ... |
| 23911 | Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pag... |
| 23912 | strutted and bellowed that I have thought ... |
| 23913 | journeymen had made men, and not made them... |
| 23914 | humanity so abominably. |
| 23915 | Player. I hope we have reform'd that indiffe... |
| 23916 | Ham. O, reform it altogether! And let those ... |
| 23917 | speak no more than is set down for them. F... |
| 23918 | that will themselves laugh, to set on some... |
| 23919 | spectators to laugh too, though in the mea... |
| 23920 | question of the play be then to be conside... |
| 23921 | and shows a most pitiful ambition in the f... |
| 23922 | make you ready. |
| 23923 | ... |
| 23924 | Enter Polonius, Rosencrantz, and G... |
| 23925 | How now, my lord? Will the King hear this ... |
| 23926 | Pol. And the Queen too, and that presently. |
| 23927 | Ham. Bid the players make haste, [Exit Polon... |
| 23928 | help to hasten them? |
| 23929 | Both. We will, my lord. ... |
| 23930 | Ham. What, ho, Horatio! |
| 23931 | Enter Horatio. |
| 23932 | Hor. Here, sweet lord, at your service. |
| 23933 | Ham. Horatio, thou art e'en as just a man |
| 23934 | As e'er my conversation cop'd withal. |
| 23935 | Hor. O, my dear lord! |
| 23936 | Ham. Nay, do not think I flatter; |
| 23937 | For what advancement may I hope from thee, |
| 23938 | That no revenue hast but thy good spirits |
| 23939 | To feed and clothe thee? Why should the po... |
| 23940 | No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, |
| 23941 | And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee |
| 23942 | Where thrift may follow fawning. Dost thou... |
| 23943 | Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice |
| 23944 | And could of men distinguish, her election |
| 23945 | Hath scald thee for herself. For thou hast... |
| 23946 | As one, in suff'ring all, that suffers not... |
| 23947 | A man that Fortune's buffets and rewards |
| 23948 | Hast ta'en with equal thanks; and blest ar... |
| 23949 | Whose blood and judgment are so well commi... |
| 23950 | That they are not a pipe for Fortune's finger |
| 23951 | To sound what stop she please. Give me tha... |
| 23952 | That is not passion's slave, and I will we... |
| 23953 | In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, |
| 23954 | As I do thee. Something too much of this I |
| 23955 | There is a play to-night before the King. |
| 23956 | One scene of it comes near the circumstance, |
| 23957 | Which I have told thee, of my father's dea... |
| 23958 | I prithee, when thou seest that act afoot, |
| 23959 | Even with the very comment of thy soul |
| 23960 | Observe my uncle. If his occulted guilt |
| 23961 | Do not itself unkennel in one speech, |
| 23962 | It is a damned ghost that we have seen, |
| 23963 | And my imaginations are as foul |
| 23964 | As Vulcan's stithy. Give him heedful note; |
| 23965 | For I mine eyes will rivet to his face, |
| 23966 | And after we will both our judgments join |
| 23967 | In censure of his seeming. |
| 23968 | Hor. Well, my lord. |
| 23969 | If he steal aught the whilst this play is ... |
| 23970 | And scape detecting, I will pay the theft. |
| 23971 | Sound a flourish. [Enter Trumpets and Kett... |
| 23972 | march. [Enter King, Queen, Polonius, Ophel... |
| 23973 | Guildenstern, and other Lords attendant,... |
| 23974 | carrying torches. |
| 23975 | Ham. They are coming to the play. I must be ... |
| 23976 | Get you a place. |
| 23977 | King. How fares our cousin Hamlet? |
| 23978 | Ham. Excellent, i' faith; of the chameleon's... |
| 23979 | promise-cramm'd. You cannot feed capons so. |
| 23980 | King. I have nothing with this answer, Hamle... |
| 23981 | mine. |
| 23982 | Ham. No, nor mine now. [To Polonius] My lord... |
| 23983 | i' th' university, you say? |
| 23984 | Pol. That did I, my lord, and was accounted ... |
| 23985 | Ham. What did you enact? |
| 23986 | Pol. I did enact Julius Caesar; I was kill'd... |
| 23987 | kill'd me. |
| 23988 | Ham. It was a brute part of him to kill so c... |
| 23989 | the players ready. |
| 23990 | Ros. Ay, my lord. They stay upon your patience. |
| 23991 | Queen. Come hither, my dear Hamlet, sit by me. |
| 23992 | Ham. No, good mother. Here's metal more attr... |
| 23993 | Pol. [to the King] O, ho! do you mark that? |
| 23994 | Ham. Lady, shall I lie in your lap? |
| 23995 | [Sits down a... |
| 23996 | Oph. No, my lord. |
| 23997 | Ham. I mean, my head upon your lap? |
| 23998 | Oph. Ay, my lord. |
| 23999 | Ham. Do you think I meant country matters? |
| 24000 | Oph. I think nothing, my lord. |
| 24001 | Ham. That's a fair thought to lie between ma... |
| 24002 | Oph. What is, my lord? |
| 24003 | Ham. Nothing. |
| 24004 | Oph. You are merry, my lord. |
| 24005 | Ham. Who, I? |
| 24006 | Oph. Ay, my lord. |
| 24007 | Ham. O God, your only jig-maker! What should... |
| 24008 | For look you how cheerfully my mother look... |
| 24009 | within 's two hours. |
| 24010 | Oph. Nay 'tis twice two months, my lord. |
| 24011 | Ham. So long? Nay then, let the devil wear b... |
| 24012 | suit of sables. O heavens! die two months ... |
| 24013 | yet? Then there's hope a great man's memor... |
| 24014 | half a year. But, by'r Lady, he must build... |
| 24015 | shall he suffer not thinking on, with the ... |
| 24016 | epitaph is 'For O, for O, the hobby-horse ... |
| 24017 | Hautboys play. The dumb show en... |
| 24018 | Enter a King and a Queen very lovingly; th... |
| 24019 | him and he her. She kneels, and makes show... |
| 24020 | unto him. He takes her up, and declines hi... |
| 24021 | neck. He lays him down upon a bank of flow... |
| 24022 | him asleep, leaves him. Anon comes in a fe... |
| 24023 | crown, kisses it, pours poison in the slee... |
| 24024 | leaves him. The Queen returns, finds the K... |
| 24025 | passionate action. The Poisoner with some ... |
| 24026 | comes in again, seem to condole with her. ... |
| 24027 | carried away. The Poisoner wooes the Queen... |
| 24028 | seems harsh and unwilling awhile, but in t... |
| 24029 | his love. |
| 24030 | ... |
| 24031 | Oph. What means this, my lord? |
| 24032 | Ham. Marry, this is miching malhecho; it mea... |
| 24033 | Oph. Belike this show imports the argument o... |
| 24034 | Enter Prologue. |
| 24035 | Ham. We shall know by this fellow. The playe... |
| 24036 | they'll tell all. |
| 24037 | Oph. Will he tell us what this show meant? |
| 24038 | Ham. Ay, or any show that you'll show him. B... |
| 24039 | show, he'll not shame to tell you what it ... |
| 24040 | Oph. You are naught, you are naught! I'll ma... |
| 24041 | Pro. For us, and for our tragedy, |
| 24042 | Here stooping to your clemency, |
| 24043 | We beg your hearing patiently. ... |
| 24044 | Ham. Is this a prologue, or the posy of a ring? |
| 24045 | Oph. 'Tis brief, my lord. |
| 24046 | Ham. As woman's love. |
| 24047 | Enter [two Players as] King and ... |
| 24048 | King. Full thirty times hath Phoebus' cart... |
| 24049 | Neptune's salt wash and Tellus' orbed gr... |
| 24050 | And thirty dozed moons with borrowed sheen |
| 24051 | About the world have times twelve thirti... |
| 24052 | Since love our hearts, and Hymen did our... |
| 24053 | Unite comutual in most sacred bands. |
| 24054 | Queen. So many journeys may the sun and moon |
| 24055 | Make us again count o'er ere love be done! |
| 24056 | But woe is me! you are so sick of late, |
| 24057 | So far from cheer and from your former s... |
| 24058 | That I distrust you. Yet, though I distr... |
| 24059 | Discomfort you, my lord, it nothing must; |
| 24060 | For women's fear and love holds quantity, |
| 24061 | In neither aught, or in extremity. |
| 24062 | Now what my love is, proof hath made you... |
| 24063 | And as my love is siz'd, my fear is so. |
| 24064 | Where love is great, the littlest doubts... |
| 24065 | Where little fears grow great, great lov... |
| 24066 | King. Faith, I must leave thee, love, and ... |
| 24067 | My operant powers their functions leave ... |
| 24068 | And thou shalt live in this fair world b... |
| 24069 | Honour'd, belov'd, and haply one as kind |
| 24070 | For husband shalt thou- |
| 24071 | Queen. O, confound the rest! |
| 24072 | Such love must needs be treason in my br... |
| 24073 | When second husband let me be accurst! |
| 24074 | None wed the second but who killed the f... |
| 24075 | Ham. [aside] Wormwood, wormwood! |
| 24076 | Queen. The instances that second marriage ... |
| 24077 | Are base respects of thrift, but none of... |
| 24078 | A second time I kill my husband dead |
| 24079 | When second husband kisses me in bed. |
| 24080 | King. I do believe you think what now you ... |
| 24081 | But what we do determine oft we break. |
| 24082 | Purpose is but the slave to memory, |
| 24083 | Of violent birth, but poor validity; |
| 24084 | Which now, like fruit unripe, sticks on ... |
| 24085 | But fill unshaken when they mellow be. |
| 24086 | Most necessary 'tis that we forget |
| 24087 | To pay ourselves what to ourselves is debt. |
| 24088 | What to ourselves in passion we propose, |
| 24089 | The passion ending, doth the purpose lose. |
| 24090 | The violence of either grief or joy |
| 24091 | Their own enactures with themselves dest... |
| 24092 | Where joy most revels, grief doth most l... |
| 24093 | Grief joys, joy grieves, on slender acci... |
| 24094 | This world is not for aye, nor 'tis not ... |
| 24095 | That even our loves should with our fort... |
| 24096 | For 'tis a question left us yet to prove, |
| 24097 | Whether love lead fortune, or else fortu... |
| 24098 | The great man down, you mark his favouri... |
| 24099 | The poor advanc'd makes friends of enemies; |
| 24100 | And hitherto doth love on fortune tend, |
| 24101 | For who not needs shall never lack a fri... |
| 24102 | And who in want a hollow friend doth try, |
| 24103 | Directly seasons him his enemy. |
| 24104 | But, orderly to end where I begun, |
| 24105 | Our wills and fates do so contrary run |
| 24106 | That our devices still are overthrown; |
| 24107 | Our thoughts are ours, their ends none o... |
| 24108 | So think thou wilt no second husband wed; |
| 24109 | But die thy thoughts when thy first lord... |
| 24110 | Queen. Nor earth to me give food, nor heav... |
| 24111 | Sport and repose lock from me day and ni... |
| 24112 | To desperation turn my trust and hope, |
| 24113 | An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope, |
| 24114 | Each opposite that blanks the face of joy |
| 24115 | Meet what I would have well, and it dest... |
| 24116 | Both here and hence pursue me lasting st... |
| 24117 | If, once a widow, ever I be wife! |
| 24118 | Ham. If she should break it now! |
| 24119 | King. 'Tis deeply sworn. Sweet, leave me h... |
| 24120 | My spirits grow dull, and fain I would b... |
| 24121 | The tedious day with sleep. |
| 24122 | Queen. Sleep rock thy brain, |
| 24123 | ... |
| 24124 | And never come mischance between us twain! |
| 24125 | Exit. |
| 24126 | Ham. Madam, how like you this play? |
| 24127 | Queen. The lady doth protest too much, methi... |
| 24128 | Ham. O, but she'll keep her word. |
| 24129 | King. Have you heard the argument? Is there ... |
| 24130 | Ham. No, no! They do but jest, poison in jes... |
| 24131 | world. |
| 24132 | King. What do you call the play? |
| 24133 | Ham. 'The Mousetrap.' Marry, how? Tropically... |
| 24134 | image of a murther done in Vienna. Gonzago... |
| 24135 | his wife, Baptista. You shall see anon. 'T... |
| 24136 | work; but what o' that? Your Majesty, and ... |
| 24137 | souls, it touches us not. Let the gall'd j... |
| 24138 | are unwrung. |
| 24139 | Enter Lucianus. |
| 24140 | This is one Lucianus, nephew to the King. |
| 24141 | Oph. You are as good as a chorus, my lord. |
| 24142 | Ham. I could interpret between you and your ... |
| 24143 | the puppets dallying. |
| 24144 | Oph. You are keen, my lord, you are keen. |
| 24145 | Ham. It would cost you a groaning to take of... |
| 24146 | Oph. Still better, and worse. |
| 24147 | Ham. So you must take your husbands.- Begin,... |
| 24148 | thy damnable faces, and begin! Come, the c... |
| 24149 | bellow for revenge. |
| 24150 | Luc. Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit,... |
| 24151 | Confederate season, else no creature see... |
| 24152 | Thou mixture rank, of midnight weeds col... |
| 24153 | With Hecate's ban thrice blasted, thrice... |
| 24154 | Thy natural magic and dire property |
| 24155 | On wholesome life usurp immediately. |
| 24156 | Pours the p... |
| 24157 | Ham. He poisons him i' th' garden for's esta... |
| 24158 | The story is extant, and written in very c... |
| 24159 | shall see anon how the murtherer gets the ... |
| 24160 | Oph. The King rises. |
| 24161 | Ham. What, frighted with false fire? |
| 24162 | Queen. How fares my lord? |
| 24163 | Pol. Give o'er the play. |
| 24164 | King. Give me some light! Away! |
| 24165 | All. Lights, lights, lights! |
| 24166 | Exeunt all but H... |
| 24167 | Ham. Why, let the strucken deer go weep, |
| 24168 | The hart ungalled play; |
| 24169 | For some must watch, while some must ... |
| 24170 | Thus runs the world away. |
| 24171 | Would not this, sir, and a forest of feath... |
| 24172 | fortunes turn Turk with me-with two Provin... |
| 24173 | shoes, get me a fellowship in a cry of pla... |
| 24174 | Hor. Half a share. |
| 24175 | Ham. A whole one I! |
| 24176 | For thou dost know, O Damon dear, |
| 24177 | This realm dismantled was |
| 24178 | Of Jove himself; and now reigns here |
| 24179 | A very, very- pajock. |
| 24180 | Hor. You might have rhym'd. |
| 24181 | Ham. O good Horatio, I'll take the ghost's w... |
| 24182 | pound! Didst perceive? |
| 24183 | Hor. Very well, my lord. |
| 24184 | Ham. Upon the talk of the poisoning? |
| 24185 | Hor. I did very well note him. |
| 24186 | Ham. Aha! Come, some music! Come, the reco... |
| 24187 | For if the King like not the comedy, |
| 24188 | Why then, belike he likes it not, perdy. |
| 24189 | Come, some music! |
| 24190 | Enter Rosencrantz and Guildens... |
| 24191 | Guil. Good my lord, vouchsafe me a word with... |
| 24192 | Ham. Sir, a whole history. |
| 24193 | Guil. The King, sir- |
| 24194 | Ham. Ay, sir, what of him? |
| 24195 | Guil. Is in his retirement, marvellous diste... |
| 24196 | Ham. With drink, sir? |
| 24197 | Guil. No, my lord; rather with choler. |
| 24198 | Ham. Your wisdom should show itself more ric... |
| 24199 | the doctor; for me to put him to his purga... |
| 24200 | plunge him into far more choler. |
| 24201 | Guil. Good my lord, put your discourse into ... |
| 24202 | not so wildly from my affair. |
| 24203 | Ham. I am tame, sir; pronounce. |
| 24204 | Guil. The Queen, your mother, in most great ... |
| 24205 | hath sent me to you. |
| 24206 | Ham. You are welcome. |
| 24207 | Guil. Nay, good my lord, this courtesy is no... |
| 24208 | If it shall please you to make me a wholes... |
| 24209 | your mother's commandment; if not, your pa... |
| 24210 | shall be the end of my business. |
| 24211 | Ham. Sir, I cannot. |
| 24212 | Guil. What, my lord? |
| 24213 | Ham. Make you a wholesome answer; my wit's d... |
| 24214 | answer is I can make, you shall command; o... |
| 24215 | my mother. Therefore no more, but to the m... |
| 24216 | say- |
| 24217 | Ros. Then thus she says: your behaviour hath... |
| 24218 | amazement and admiration. |
| 24219 | Ham. O wonderful son, that can so stonish a ... |
| 24220 | sequel at the heels of this mother's admir... |
| 24221 | Ros. She desires to speak with you in her cl... |
| 24222 | Ham. We shall obey, were she ten times our m... |
| 24223 | further trade with us? |
| 24224 | Ros. My lord, you once did love me. |
| 24225 | Ham. And do still, by these pickers and stea... |
| 24226 | Ros. Good my lord, what is your cause of dis... |
| 24227 | bar the door upon your own liberty, if you... |
| 24228 | your friend. |
| 24229 | Ham. Sir, I lack advancement. |
| 24230 | Ros. How can that be, when you have the voic... |
| 24231 | for your succession in Denmark? |
| 24232 | Ham. Ay, sir, but 'while the grass grows'- t... |
| 24233 | musty. |
| 24234 | Enter the Players with re... |
| 24235 | O, the recorders! Let me see one. To withd... |
| 24236 | you go about to recover the wind of me, as... |
| 24237 | into a toil? |
| 24238 | Guil. O my lord, if my duty be too bold, my ... |
| 24239 | Ham. I do not well understand that. Will you... |
| 24240 | Guil. My lord, I cannot. |
| 24241 | Ham. I pray you. |
| 24242 | Guil. Believe me, I cannot. |
| 24243 | Ham. I do beseech you. |
| 24244 | Guil. I know, no touch of it, my lord. |
| 24245 | Ham. It is as easy as lying. Govern these ve... |
| 24246 | fingers and thumbs, give it breath with yo... |
| 24247 | discourse most eloquent music. Look you, t... |
| 24248 | Guil. But these cannot I command to any utt'... |
| 24249 | have not the skill. |
| 24250 | Ham. Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing... |
| 24251 | would play upon me; you would seem to know... |
| 24252 | pluck out the heart of my mystery; you wou... |
| 24253 | lowest note to the top of my compass; and ... |
| 24254 | excellent voice, in this little organ, yet... |
| 24255 | speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier t... |
| 24256 | pipe? Call me what instrument you will, th... |
| 24257 | you cannot play upon me. |
| 24258 | Enter Polonius. |
| 24259 | God bless you, sir! |
| 24260 | Pol. My lord, the Queen would speak with you... |
| 24261 | Ham. Do you see yonder cloud that's almost i... |
| 24262 | Pol. By th' mass, and 'tis like a camel indeed. |
| 24263 | Ham. Methinks it is like a weasel. |
| 24264 | Pol. It is back'd like a weasel. |
| 24265 | Ham. Or like a whale. |
| 24266 | Pol. Very like a whale. |
| 24267 | Ham. Then will I come to my mother by-and-by... |
| 24268 | top of my bent.- I will come by-and-by. |
| 24269 | Pol. I will say so. ... |
| 24270 | Ham. 'By-and-by' is easily said.- Leave me, ... |
| 24271 | [Exeun... |
| 24272 | 'Tis now the very witching time of night, |
| 24273 | When churchyards yawn, and hell itself bre... |
| 24274 | Contagion to this world. Now could I drink... |
| 24275 | And do such bitter business as the day |
| 24276 | Would quake to look on. Soft! now to my mo... |
| 24277 | O heart, lose not thy nature; let not ever |
| 24278 | The soul of Nero enter this firm bosom. |
| 24279 | Let me be cruel, not unnatural; |
| 24280 | I will speak daggers to her, but use none. |
| 24281 | My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites- |
| 24282 | How in my words somever she be shent, |
| 24283 | To give them seals never, my soul, consent... |
| 24284 | Scene III. |
| 24285 | A room in the Castle. |
| 24286 | Enter King, Rosencrantz, and Guildenstern. |
| 24287 | King. I like him not, nor stands it safe wit... |
| 24288 | To let his madness range. Therefore prepar... |
| 24289 | I your commission will forthwith dispatch, |
| 24290 | And he to England shall along with you. |
| 24291 | The terms of our estate may not endure |
| 24292 | Hazard so near us as doth hourly grow |
| 24293 | Out of his lunacies. |
| 24294 | Guil. We will ourselves provide. |
| 24295 | Most holy and religious fear it is |
| 24296 | To keep those many many bodies safe |
| 24297 | That live and feed upon your Majesty. |
| 24298 | Ros. The single and peculiar life is bound |
| 24299 | With all the strength and armour of the mind |
| 24300 | To keep itself from noyance; but much more |
| 24301 | That spirit upon whose weal depends and rests |
| 24302 | The lives of many. The cesse of majesty |
| 24303 | Dies not alone, but like a gulf doth draw |
| 24304 | What's near it with it. It is a massy wheel, |
| 24305 | Fix'd on the summit of the highest mount, |
| 24306 | To whose huge spokes ten thousand lesser t... |
| 24307 | Are mortis'd and adjoin'd; which when it f... |
| 24308 | Each small annexment, petty consequence, |
| 24309 | Attends the boist'rous ruin. Never alone |
| 24310 | Did the king sigh, but with a general groan. |
| 24311 | King. Arm you, I pray you, to th', speedy vo... |
| 24312 | For we will fetters put upon this fear, |
| 24313 | Which now goes too free-footed. |
| 24314 | Both. We will haste us. |
| 24315 | ... |
| 24316 | Enter Polonius. |
| 24317 | Pol. My lord, he's going to his mother's clo... |
| 24318 | Behind the arras I'll convey myself |
| 24319 | To hear the process. I'll warrant she'll t... |
| 24320 | And, as you said, and wisely was it said, |
| 24321 | 'Tis meet that some more audience than a m... |
| 24322 | Since nature makes them partial, should o'... |
| 24323 | The speech, of vantage. Fare you well, my ... |
| 24324 | I'll call upon you ere you go to bed |
| 24325 | And tell you what I know. |
| 24326 | King. Thanks, dear my lord. |
| 24327 | ... |
| 24328 | O, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven; |
| 24329 | It hath the primal eldest curse upon't, |
| 24330 | A brother's murther! Pray can I not, |
| 24331 | Though inclination be as sharp as will. |
| 24332 | My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent, |
| 24333 | And, like a man to double business bound, |
| 24334 | I stand in pause where I shall first begin, |
| 24335 | And both neglect. What if this cursed hand |
| 24336 | Were thicker than itself with brother's bl... |
| 24337 | Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens |
| 24338 | To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves m... |
| 24339 | But to confront the visage of offence? |
| 24340 | And what's in prayer but this twofold force, |
| 24341 | To be forestalled ere we come to fall, |
| 24342 | Or pardon'd being down? Then I'll look up; |
| 24343 | My fault is past. But, O, what form of prayer |
| 24344 | Can serve my turn? 'Forgive me my foul mur... |
| 24345 | That cannot be; since I am still possess'd |
| 24346 | Of those effects for which I did the murther- |
| 24347 | My crown, mine own ambition, and my queen. |
| 24348 | May one be pardon'd and retain th' offence? |
| 24349 | In the corrupted currents of this world |
| 24350 | Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, |
| 24351 | And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself |
| 24352 | Buys out the law; but 'tis not so above. |
| 24353 | There is no shuffling; there the action lies |
| 24354 | In his true nature, and we ourselves compe... |
| 24355 | Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults, |
| 24356 | To give in evidence. What then? What rests? |
| 24357 | Try what repentance can. What can it not? |
| 24358 | Yet what can it when one cannot repent? |
| 24359 | O wretched state! O bosom black as death! |
| 24360 | O limed soul, that, struggling to be free, |
| 24361 | Art more engag'd! Help, angels! Make assay. |
| 24362 | Bow, stubborn knees; and heart with string... |
| 24363 | Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe! |
| 24364 | All may be well. ... |
| 24365 | Enter Hamlet. |
| 24366 | Ham. Now might I do it pat, now he is praying; |
| 24367 | And now I'll do't. And so he goes to heaven, |
| 24368 | And so am I reveng'd. That would be scann'd. |
| 24369 | A villain kills my father; and for that, |
| 24370 | I, his sole son, do this same villain send |
| 24371 | To heaven. |
| 24372 | Why, this is hire and salary, not revenge! |
| 24373 | He took my father grossly, full of bread, |
| 24374 | With all his crimes broad blown, as flush ... |
| 24375 | And how his audit stands, who knows save h... |
| 24376 | But in our circumstance and course of thou... |
| 24377 | 'Tis heavy with him; and am I then reveng'd, |
| 24378 | To take him in the purging of his soul, |
| 24379 | When he is fit and seasoned for his passag... |
| 24380 | No. |
| 24381 | Up, sword, and know thou a more horrid hent. |
| 24382 | When he is drunk asleep; or in his rage; |
| 24383 | Or in th' incestuous pleasure of his bed; |
| 24384 | At gaming, swearing, or about some act |
| 24385 | That has no relish of salvation in't- |
| 24386 | Then trip him, that his heels may kick at ... |
| 24387 | And that his soul may be as damn'd and black |
| 24388 | As hell, whereto it goes. My mother stays. |
| 24389 | This physic but prolongs thy sickly days. ... |
| 24390 | King. [rises] My words fly up, my thoughts r... |
| 24391 | Words without thoughts never to heaven go.... |
| 24392 | Scene IV. |
| 24393 | The Queen's closet. |
| 24394 | Enter Queen and Polonius. |
| 24395 | Pol. He will come straight. Look you lay hom... |
| 24396 | Tell him his pranks have been too broad to... |
| 24397 | And that your Grace hath screen'd and stoo... |
| 24398 | Much heat and him. I'll silence me even here. |
| 24399 | Pray you be round with him. |
| 24400 | Ham. (within) Mother, mother, mother! |
| 24401 | Queen. I'll warrant you; fear me not. Withdr... |
| 24402 | [Polonius hides ... |
| 24403 | Enter Hamlet. |
| 24404 | Ham. Now, mother, what's the matter? |
| 24405 | Queen. Hamlet, thou hast thy father much off... |
| 24406 | Ham. Mother, you have my father much offended. |
| 24407 | Queen. Come, come, you answer with an idle t... |
| 24408 | Ham. Go, go, you question with a wicked tongue. |
| 24409 | Queen. Why, how now, Hamlet? |
| 24410 | Ham. What's the matter now? |
| 24411 | Queen. Have you forgot me? |
| 24412 | Ham. No, by the rood, not so! |
| 24413 | You are the Queen, your husband's brother'... |
| 24414 | And (would it were not so!) you are my mot... |
| 24415 | Queen. Nay, then I'll set those to you that ... |
| 24416 | Ham. Come, come, and sit you down. You shall... |
| 24417 | You go not till I set you up a glass |
| 24418 | Where you may see the inmost part of you. |
| 24419 | Queen. What wilt thou do? Thou wilt not murt... |
| 24420 | Help, help, ho! |
| 24421 | Pol. [behind] What, ho! help, help, help! |
| 24422 | Ham. [draws] How now? a rat? Dead for a duca... |
| 24423 | [Makes a pass through the arras an... |
| 24424 | Pol. [behind] O, I am slain! |
| 24425 | Queen. O me, what hast thou done? |
| 24426 | Ham. Nay, I know not. Is it the King? |
| 24427 | Queen. O, what a rash and bloody deed is this! |
| 24428 | Ham. A bloody deed- almost as bad, good mother, |
| 24429 | As kill a king, and marry with his brother. |
| 24430 | Queen. As kill a king? |
| 24431 | Ham. Ay, lady, it was my word. |
| 24432 | [Lifts up the arras a... |
| 24433 | Thou wretched, rash, intruding fool, farew... |
| 24434 | I took thee for thy better. Take thy fortune. |
| 24435 | Thou find'st to be too busy is some danger. |
| 24436 | Leave wringing of your hinds. Peace! sit y... |
| 24437 | And let me wring your heart; for so I shall |
| 24438 | If it be made of penetrable stuff; |
| 24439 | If damned custom have not braz'd it so |
| 24440 | That it is proof and bulwark against sense. |
| 24441 | Queen. What have I done that thou dar'st wag... |
| 24442 | In noise so rude against me? |
| 24443 | Ham. Such an act |
| 24444 | That blurs the grace and blush of modesty; |
| 24445 | Calls virtue hypocrite; takes off the rose |
| 24446 | From the fair forehead of an innocent love, |
| 24447 | And sets a blister there; makes marriage vows |
| 24448 | As false as dicers' oaths. O, such a deed |
| 24449 | As from the body of contraction plucks |
| 24450 | The very soul, and sweet religion makes |
| 24451 | A rhapsody of words! Heaven's face doth glow; |
| 24452 | Yea, this solidity and compound mass, |
| 24453 | With tristful visage, as against the doom, |
| 24454 | Is thought-sick at the act. |
| 24455 | Queen. Ay me, what act, |
| 24456 | That roars so loud and thunders in the index? |
| 24457 | Ham. Look here upon th's picture, and on this, |
| 24458 | The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. |
| 24459 | See what a grace was seated on this brow; |
| 24460 | Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; |
| 24461 | An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; |
| 24462 | A station like the herald Mercury |
| 24463 | New lighted on a heaven-kissing hill: |
| 24464 | A combination and a form indeed |
| 24465 | Where every god did seem to set his seal |
| 24466 | To give the world assurance of a man. |
| 24467 | This was your husband. Look you now what f... |
| 24468 | Here is your husband, like a mildew'd ear |
| 24469 | Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you e... |
| 24470 | Could you on this fair mountain leave to f... |
| 24471 | And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes |
| 24472 | You cannot call it love; for at your age |
| 24473 | The heyday in the blood is tame, it's humble, |
| 24474 | And waits upon the judgment; and what judg... |
| 24475 | Would step from this to this? Sense sure y... |
| 24476 | Else could you not have motion; but sure t... |
| 24477 | Is apoplex'd; for madness would not err, |
| 24478 | Nor sense to ecstacy was ne'er so thrall'd |
| 24479 | But it reserv'd some quantity of choice |
| 24480 | To serve in such a difference. What devil ... |
| 24481 | That thus hath cozen'd you at hoodman-blind? |
| 24482 | Eyes without feeling, feeling without sight, |
| 24483 | Ears without hands or eyes, smelling sans ... |
| 24484 | Or but a sickly part of one true sense |
| 24485 | Could not so mope. |
| 24486 | O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell, |
| 24487 | If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones, |
| 24488 | To flaming youth let virtue be as wax |
| 24489 | And melt in her own fire. Proclaim no shame |
| 24490 | When the compulsive ardour gives the charge, |
| 24491 | Since frost itself as actively doth burn, |
| 24492 | And reason panders will. |
| 24493 | Queen. O Hamlet, speak no more! |
| 24494 | Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul, |
| 24495 | And there I see such black and grained spots |
| 24496 | As will not leave their tinct. |
| 24497 | Ham. Nay, but to live |
| 24498 | In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed, |
| 24499 | Stew'd in corruption, honeying and making ... |
| 24500 | Over the nasty sty! |
| 24501 | Queen. O, speak to me no more! |
| 24502 | These words like daggers enter in mine ears. |
| 24503 | No more, sweet Hamlet! |
| 24504 | Ham. A murtherer and a villain! |
| 24505 | A slave that is not twentieth part the tithe |
| 24506 | Of your precedent lord; a vice of kings; |
| 24507 | A cutpurse of the empire and the rule, |
| 24508 | That from a shelf the precious diadem stole |
| 24509 | And put it in his pocket! |
| 24510 | Queen. No more! |
| 24511 | Enter the Ghost in his nightgown. |
| 24512 | Ham. A king of shreds and patches!- |
| 24513 | Save me and hover o'er me with your wings, |
| 24514 | You heavenly guards! What would your graci... |
| 24515 | Queen. Alas, he's mad! |
| 24516 | Ham. Do you not come your tardy son to chide, |
| 24517 | That, laps'd in time and passion, lets go by |
| 24518 | Th' important acting of your dread command? |
| 24519 | O, say! |
| 24520 | Ghost. Do not forget. This visitation |
| 24521 | Is but to whet thy almost blunted purpose. |
| 24522 | But look, amazement on thy mother sits. |
| 24523 | O, step between her and her fighting soul |
| 24524 | Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works. |
| 24525 | Speak to her, Hamlet. |
| 24526 | Ham. How is it with you, lady? |
| 24527 | Queen. Alas, how is't with you, |
| 24528 | That you do bend your eye on vacancy, |
| 24529 | And with th' encorporal air do hold discou... |
| 24530 | Forth at your eyes your spirits wildly peep; |
| 24531 | And, as the sleeping soldiers in th' alarm, |
| 24532 | Your bedded hairs, like life in excrements, |
| 24533 | Start up and stand an end. O gentle son, |
| 24534 | Upon the beat and flame of thy distemper |
| 24535 | Sprinkle cool patience! Whereon do you look? |
| 24536 | Ham. On him, on him! Look you how pale he gl... |
| 24537 | His form and cause conjoin'd, preaching to... |
| 24538 | Would make them capable.- Do not look upon... |
| 24539 | Lest with this piteous action you convert |
| 24540 | My stern effects. Then what I have to do |
| 24541 | Will want true colour- tears perchance for... |
| 24542 | Queen. To whom do you speak this? |
| 24543 | Ham. Do you see nothing there? |
| 24544 | Queen. Nothing at all; yet all that is I see. |
| 24545 | Ham. Nor did you nothing hear? |
| 24546 | Queen. No, nothing but ourselves. |
| 24547 | Ham. Why, look you there! Look how it steals... |
| 24548 | My father, in his habit as he liv'd! |
| 24549 | Look where he goes even now out at the por... |
| 24550 | ... |
| 24551 | Queen. This is the very coinage of your brain. |
| 24552 | This bodiless creation ecstasy |
| 24553 | Is very cunning in. |
| 24554 | Ham. Ecstasy? |
| 24555 | My pulse as yours doth temperately keep time |
| 24556 | And makes as healthful music. It is not ma... |
| 24557 | That I have utt'red. Bring me to the test, |
| 24558 | And I the matter will reword; which madness |
| 24559 | Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace, |
| 24560 | Lay not that flattering unction to your soul |
| 24561 | That not your trespass but my madness speaks. |
| 24562 | It will but skin and film the ulcerous place, |
| 24563 | Whiles rank corruption, mining all within, |
| 24564 | Infects unseen. Confess yourself to heaven; |
| 24565 | Repent what's past; avoid what is to come; |
| 24566 | And do not spread the compost on the weeds |
| 24567 | To make them ranker. Forgive me this my vi... |
| 24568 | For in the fatness of these pursy times |
| 24569 | Virtue itself of vice must pardon beg- |
| 24570 | Yea, curb and woo for leave to do him good. |
| 24571 | Queen. O Hamlet, thou hast cleft my heart in... |
| 24572 | Ham. O, throw away the worser part of it, |
| 24573 | And live the purer with the other half, |
| 24574 | Good night- but go not to my uncle's bed. |
| 24575 | Assume a virtue, if you have it not. |
| 24576 | That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat |
| 24577 | Of habits evil, is angel yet in this, |
| 24578 | That to the use of actions fair and good |
| 24579 | He likewise gives a frock or livery, |
| 24580 | That aptly is put on. Refrain to-night, |
| 24581 | And that shall lend a kind of easiness |
| 24582 | To the next abstinence; the next more easy; |
| 24583 | For use almost can change the stamp of nat... |
| 24584 | And either [master] the devil, or throw hi... |
| 24585 | With wondrous potency. Once more, good night; |
| 24586 | And when you are desirous to be blest, |
| 24587 | I'll blessing beg of you.- For this same l... |
| 24588 | I do repent; but heaven hath pleas'd it so, |
| 24589 | To punish me with this, and this with me, |
| 24590 | That I must be their scourge and minister. |
| 24591 | I will bestow him, and will answer well |
| 24592 | The death I gave him. So again, good night. |
| 24593 | I must be cruel, only to be kind; |
| 24594 | Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind. |
| 24595 | One word more, good lady. |
| 24596 | Queen. What shall I do? |
| 24597 | Ham. Not this, by no means, that I bid you do: |
| 24598 | Let the bloat King tempt you again to bed; |
| 24599 | Pinch wanton on your cheek; call you his m... |
| 24600 | And let him, for a pair of reechy kisses, |
| 24601 | Or paddling in your neck with his damn'd f... |
| 24602 | Make you to ravel all this matter out, |
| 24603 | That I essentially am not in madness, |
| 24604 | But mad in craft. 'Twere good you let him ... |
| 24605 | For who that's but a queen, fair, sober, w... |
| 24606 | Would from a paddock, from a bat, a gib |
| 24607 | Such dear concernings hide? Who would do s... |
| 24608 | No, in despite of sense and secrecy, |
| 24609 | Unpeg the basket on the house's top, |
| 24610 | Let the birds fly, and like the famous ape, |
| 24611 | To try conclusions, in the basket creep |
| 24612 | And break your own neck down. |
| 24613 | Queen. Be thou assur'd, if words be made of ... |
| 24614 | And breath of life, I have no life to breathe |
| 24615 | What thou hast said to me. |
| 24616 | Ham. I must to England; you know that? |
| 24617 | Queen. Alack, |
| 24618 | I had forgot! 'Tis so concluded on. |
| 24619 | Ham. There's letters seal'd; and my two scho... |
| 24620 | Whom I will trust as I will adders fang'd, |
| 24621 | They bear the mandate; they must sweep my way |
| 24622 | And marshal me to knavery. Let it work; |
| 24623 | For 'tis the sport to have the enginer |
| 24624 | Hoist with his own petar; and 't shall go ... |
| 24625 | But I will delve one yard below their mines |
| 24626 | And blow them at the moon. O, 'tis most sweet |
| 24627 | When in one line two crafts directly meet. |
| 24628 | This man shall set me packing. |
| 24629 | I'll lug the guts into the neighbour room.- |
| 24630 | Mother, good night.- Indeed, this counsellor |
| 24631 | Is now most still, most secret, and most g... |
| 24632 | Who was in life a foolish peating knave. |
| 24633 | Come, sir, to draw toward an end with you. |
| 24634 | Good night, mother. |
| 24635 | [Exit the Queen. Then] Exit ... |
| 24636 | ... |
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| 24645 | ACT IV. Scene I. |
| 24646 | Elsinore. A room in the Castle. |
| 24647 | Enter King and Queen, with Rosencrantz and Gui... |
| 24648 | King. There's matter in these sighs. These p... |
| 24649 | You must translate; 'tis fit we understand... |
| 24650 | Where is your son? |
| 24651 | Queen. Bestow this place on us a little while. |
| 24652 | [Exeunt Rosencrantz ... |
| 24653 | Ah, mine own lord, what have I seen to-night! |
| 24654 | King. What, Gertrude? How does Hamlet? |
| 24655 | Queen. Mad as the sea and wind when both con... |
| 24656 | Which is the mightier. In his lawless fit |
| 24657 | Behind the arras hearing something stir, |
| 24658 | Whips out his rapier, cries 'A rat, a rat!' |
| 24659 | And in this brainish apprehension kills |
| 24660 | The unseen good old man. |
| 24661 | King. O heavy deed! |
| 24662 | It had been so with us, had we been there. |
| 24663 | His liberty is full of threats to all- |
| 24664 | To you yourself, to us, to every one. |
| 24665 | Alas, how shall this bloody deed be answer'd? |
| 24666 | It will be laid to us, whose providence |
| 24667 | Should have kept short, restrain'd, and ou... |
| 24668 | This mad young man. But so much was our love |
| 24669 | We would not understand what was most fit, |
| 24670 | But, like the owner of a foul disease, |
| 24671 | To keep it from divulging, let it feed |
| 24672 | Even on the pith of life. Where is he gone? |
| 24673 | Queen. To draw apart the body he hath kill'd; |
| 24674 | O'er whom his very madness, like some ore |
| 24675 | Among a mineral of metals base, |
| 24676 | Shows itself pure. He weeps for what is done. |
| 24677 | King. O Gertrude, come away! |
| 24678 | The sun no sooner shall the mountains touch |
| 24679 | But we will ship him hence; and this vile ... |
| 24680 | We must with all our majesty and skill |
| 24681 | Both countenance and excuse. Ho, Guildenst... |
| 24682 | Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. |
| 24683 | Friends both, go join you with some furthe... |
| 24684 | Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain, |
| 24685 | And from his mother's closet hath he dragg... |
| 24686 | Go seek him out; speak fair, and bring the... |
| 24687 | Into the chapel. I pray you haste in this. |
| 24688 | Exeunt [Rosencrantz ... |
| 24689 | Come, Gertrude, we'll call up our wisest f... |
| 24690 | And let them know both what we mean to do |
| 24691 | And what's untimely done. [So haply slander-] |
| 24692 | Whose whisper o'er the world's diameter, |
| 24693 | As level as the cannon to his blank, |
| 24694 | Transports his poisoned shot- may miss our... |
| 24695 | And hit the woundless air.- O, come away! |
| 24696 | My soul is full of discord and dismay. |
| 24697 | ... |
| 24698 | Scene II. |
| 24699 | Elsinore. A passage in the Castle. |
| 24700 | Enter Hamlet. |
| 24701 | Ham. Safely stow'd. |
| 24702 | Gentlemen. (within) Hamlet! Lord Hamlet! |
| 24703 | Ham. But soft! What noise? Who calls on Haml... |
| 24704 | Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenst... |
| 24705 | Ros. What have you done, my lord, with the d... |
| 24706 | Ham. Compounded it with dust, whereto 'tis kin. |
| 24707 | Ros. Tell us where 'tis, that we may take it... |
| 24708 | And bear it to the chapel. |
| 24709 | Ham. Do not believe it. |
| 24710 | Ros. Believe what? |
| 24711 | Ham. That I can keep your counsel, and not m... |
| 24712 | demanded of a sponge, what replication sho... |
| 24713 | of a king? |
| 24714 | Ros. Take you me for a sponge, my lord? |
| 24715 | Ham. Ay, sir; that soaks up the King's count... |
| 24716 | his authorities. But such officers do the ... |
| 24717 | the end. He keeps them, like an ape, in th... |
| 24718 | first mouth'd, to be last Swallowed. When ... |
| 24719 | glean'd, it is but squeezing you and, spon... |
| 24720 | again. |
| 24721 | Ros. I understand you not, my lord. |
| 24722 | Ham. I am glad of it. A knavish speech sleep... |
| 24723 | Ros. My lord, you must tell us where the bod... |
| 24724 | the King. |
| 24725 | Ham. The body is with the King, but the King... |
| 24726 | The King is a thing- |
| 24727 | Guil. A thing, my lord? |
| 24728 | Ham. Of nothing. Bring me to him. Hide fox, ... |
| 24729 | ... |
| 24730 | Scene III. |
| 24731 | Elsinore. A room in the Castle. |
| 24732 | Enter King. |
| 24733 | King. I have sent to seek him and to find th... |
| 24734 | How dangerous is it that this man goes loose! |
| 24735 | Yet must not we put the strong law on him. |
| 24736 | He's lov'd of the distracted multitude, |
| 24737 | Who like not in their judgment, but their ... |
| 24738 | And where 'tis so, th' offender's scourge ... |
| 24739 | But never the offence. To bear all smooth ... |
| 24740 | This sudden sending him away must seem |
| 24741 | Deliberate pause. Diseases desperate grown |
| 24742 | By desperate appliance are reliev'd, |
| 24743 | Or not at all. |
| 24744 | Enter Rosencrantz. |
| 24745 | How now O What hath befall'n? |
| 24746 | Ros. Where the dead body is bestow'd, my lord, |
| 24747 | We cannot get from him. |
| 24748 | King. But where is he? |
| 24749 | Ros. Without, my lord; guarded, to know your... |
| 24750 | King. Bring him before us. |
| 24751 | Ros. Ho, Guildenstern! Bring in my lord. |
| 24752 | Enter Hamlet and Guildenstern [with At... |
| 24753 | King. Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius? |
| 24754 | Ham. At supper. |
| 24755 | King. At supper? Where? |
| 24756 | Ham. Not where he eats, but where he is eate... |
| 24757 | convocation of politic worms are e'en at h... |
| 24758 | only emperor for diet. We fat all creature... |
| 24759 | we fat ourselves for maggots. Your fat kin... |
| 24760 | is but variable service- two dishes, but t... |
| 24761 | end. |
| 24762 | King. Alas, alas! |
| 24763 | Ham. A man may fish with the worm that hath ... |
| 24764 | of the fish that hath fed of that worm. |
| 24765 | King. What dost thou mean by this? |
| 24766 | Ham. Nothing but to show you how a king may ... |
| 24767 | the guts of a beggar. |
| 24768 | King. Where is Polonius? |
| 24769 | Ham. In heaven. Send thither to see. If your... |
| 24770 | there, seek him i' th' other place yoursel... |
| 24771 | find him not within this month, you shall ... |
| 24772 | the stair, into the lobby. |
| 24773 | King. Go seek him there. [To Attendants.] |
| 24774 | Ham. He will stay till you come. |
| 24775 | [E... |
| 24776 | King. Hamlet, this deed, for thine especial ... |
| 24777 | Which we do tender as we dearly grieve |
| 24778 | For that which thou hast done,- must send ... |
| 24779 | With fiery quickness. Therefore prepare th... |
| 24780 | The bark is ready and the wind at help, |
| 24781 | Th' associates tend, and everything is bent |
| 24782 | For England. |
| 24783 | Ham. For England? |
| 24784 | King. Ay, Hamlet. |
| 24785 | Ham. Good. |
| 24786 | King. So is it, if thou knew'st our purposes. |
| 24787 | Ham. I see a cherub that sees them. But come... |
| 24788 | Farewell, dear mother. |
| 24789 | King. Thy loving father, Hamlet. |
| 24790 | Ham. My mother! Father and mother is man and... |
| 24791 | one flesh; and so, my mother. Come, for En... |
| 24792 | Exit. |
| 24793 | King. Follow him at foot; tempt him with spe... |
| 24794 | Delay it not; I'll have him hence to-night. |
| 24795 | Away! for everything is seal'd and done |
| 24796 | That else leans on th' affair. Pray you ma... |
| 24797 | Exeunt Rosencrantz... |
| 24798 | And, England, if my love thou hold'st at a... |
| 24799 | As my great power thereof may give thee se... |
| 24800 | Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red |
| 24801 | After the Danish sword, and thy free awe |
| 24802 | Pays homage to us,- thou mayst not coldly set |
| 24803 | Our sovereign process, which imports at full, |
| 24804 | By letters congruing to that effect, |
| 24805 | The present death of Hamlet. Do it, Englan... |
| 24806 | For like the hectic in my blood he rages, |
| 24807 | And thou must cure me. Till I know 'tis done, |
| 24808 | Howe'er my haps, my joys were ne'er begun.... |
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| 24817 | Scene IV. |
| 24818 | Near Elsinore. |
| 24819 | Enter Fortinbras with his Army over the stage. |
| 24820 | For. Go, Captain, from me greet the Danish k... |
| 24821 | Tell him that by his license Fortinbras |
| 24822 | Craves the conveyance of a promis'd march |
| 24823 | Over his kingdom. You know the rendezvous. |
| 24824 | if that his Majesty would aught with us, |
| 24825 | We shall express our duty in his eye; |
| 24826 | And let him know so. |
| 24827 | Capt. I will do't, my lord. |
| 24828 | For. Go softly on. |
| 24829 | Exeunt [all... |
| 24830 | Enter Hamlet, Rosencrantz, [Guildenster... |
| 24831 | Ham. Good sir, whose powers are these? |
| 24832 | Capt. They are of Norway, sir. |
| 24833 | Ham. How purpos'd, sir, I pray you? |
| 24834 | Capt. Against some part of Poland. |
| 24835 | Ham. Who commands them, sir? |
| 24836 | Capt. The nephew to old Norway, Fortinbras. |
| 24837 | Ham. Goes it against the main of Poland, sir, |
| 24838 | Or for some frontier? |
| 24839 | Capt. Truly to speak, and with no addition, |
| 24840 | We go to gain a little patch of ground |
| 24841 | That hath in it no profit but the name. |
| 24842 | To pay five ducats, five, I would not farm... |
| 24843 | Nor will it yield to Norway or the Pole |
| 24844 | A ranker rate, should it be sold in fee. |
| 24845 | Ham. Why, then the Polack never will defend it. |
| 24846 | Capt. Yes, it is already garrison'd. |
| 24847 | Ham. Two thousand souls and twenty thousand ... |
| 24848 | Will not debate the question of this straw. |
| 24849 | This is th' imposthume of much wealth and ... |
| 24850 | That inward breaks, and shows no cause wit... |
| 24851 | Why the man dies.- I humbly thank you, sir. |
| 24852 | Capt. God b' wi' you, sir. ... |
| 24853 | Ros. Will't please you go, my lord? |
| 24854 | Ham. I'll be with you straight. Go a little ... |
| 24855 | [Exeun... |
| 24856 | How all occasions do inform against me |
| 24857 | And spur my dull revenge! What is a man, |
| 24858 | If his chief good and market of his time |
| 24859 | Be but to sleep and feed? A beast, no more. |
| 24860 | Sure he that made us with such large disco... |
| 24861 | Looking before and after, gave us not |
| 24862 | That capability and godlike reason |
| 24863 | To fust in us unus'd. Now, whether it be |
| 24864 | Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple |
| 24865 | Of thinking too precisely on th' event,- |
| 24866 | A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one p... |
| 24867 | And ever three parts coward,- I do not know |
| 24868 | Why yet I live to say 'This thing's to do,' |
| 24869 | Sith I have cause, and will, and strength,... |
| 24870 | To do't. Examples gross as earth exhort me. |
| 24871 | Witness this army of such mass and charge, |
| 24872 | Led by a delicate and tender prince, |
| 24873 | Whose spirit, with divine ambition puff'd, |
| 24874 | Makes mouths at the invisible event, |
| 24875 | Exposing what is mortal and unsure |
| 24876 | To all that fortune, death, and danger dare, |
| 24877 | Even for an eggshell. Rightly to be great |
| 24878 | Is not to stir without great argument, |
| 24879 | But greatly to find quarrel in a straw |
| 24880 | When honour's at the stake. How stand I then, |
| 24881 | That have a father klll'd, a mother stain'd, |
| 24882 | Excitements of my reason and my blood, |
| 24883 | And let all sleep, while to my shame I see |
| 24884 | The imminent death of twenty thousand men |
| 24885 | That for a fantasy and trick of fame |
| 24886 | Go to their graves like beds, fight for a ... |
| 24887 | Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause, |
| 24888 | Which is not tomb enough and continent |
| 24889 | To hide the slain? O, from this time forth, |
| 24890 | My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth... |
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| 24899 | Scene V. |
| 24900 | Elsinore. A room in the Castle. |
| 24901 | Enter Horatio, Queen, and a Gentleman. |
| 24902 | Queen. I will not speak with her. |
| 24903 | Gent. She is importunate, indeed distract. |
| 24904 | Her mood will needs be pitied. |
| 24905 | Queen. What would she have? |
| 24906 | Gent. She speaks much of her father; says sh... |
| 24907 | There's tricks i' th' world, and hems, and... |
| 24908 | Spurns enviously at straws; speaks things ... |
| 24909 | That carry but half sense. Her speech is n... |
| 24910 | Yet the unshaped use of it doth move |
| 24911 | The hearers to collection; they aim at it, |
| 24912 | And botch the words up fit to their own th... |
| 24913 | Which, as her winks and nods and gestures ... |
| 24914 | Indeed would make one think there might be... |
| 24915 | Though nothing sure, yet much unhappily. |
| 24916 | Hor. 'Twere good she were spoken with; for s... |
| 24917 | Dangerous conjectures in ill-breeding minds. |
| 24918 | Queen. Let her come in. |
| 24919 | ... |
| 24920 | [Aside] To my sick soul (as sin's true nat... |
| 24921 | Each toy seems Prologue to some great amiss. |
| 24922 | So full of artless jealousy is guilt |
| 24923 | It spills itself in fearing to be spilt. |
| 24924 | Enter Ophelia distracted. |
| 24925 | Oph. Where is the beauteous Majesty of Denmark? |
| 24926 | Queen. How now, Ophelia? |
| 24927 | Oph. (sings) |
| 24928 | How should I your true-love know |
| 24929 | From another one? |
| 24930 | By his cockle bat and' staff |
| 24931 | And his sandal shoon. |
| 24932 | Queen. Alas, sweet lady, what imports this s... |
| 24933 | Oph. Say you? Nay, pray You mark. |
| 24934 | (Sings) He is dead and gone, lady, |
| 24935 | He is dead and gone; |
| 24936 | At his head a grass-green turf, |
| 24937 | At his heels a stone. |
| 24938 | O, ho! |
| 24939 | Queen. Nay, but Ophelia- |
| 24940 | Oph. Pray you mark. |
| 24941 | (Sings) White his shroud as the mountain s... |
| 24942 | Enter King. |
| 24943 | Queen. Alas, look here, my lord! |
| 24944 | Oph. (Sings) |
| 24945 | Larded all with sweet flowers; |
| 24946 | Which bewept to the grave did not go |
| 24947 | With true-love showers. |
| 24948 | King. How do you, pretty lady? |
| 24949 | Oph. Well, God dild you! They say the owl wa... |
| 24950 | Lord, we know what we are, but know not wh... |
| 24951 | your table! |
| 24952 | King. Conceit upon her father. |
| 24953 | Oph. Pray let's have no words of this; but w... |
| 24954 | it means, say you this: |
| 24955 | (Sings) To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day, |
| 24956 | All in the morning bedtime, |
| 24957 | And I a maid at your window, |
| 24958 | To be your Valentine. |
| 24959 | Then up he rose and donn'd his clo'es |
| 24960 | And dupp'd the chamber door, |
| 24961 | Let in the maid, that out a maid |
| 24962 | Never departed more. |
| 24963 | King. Pretty Ophelia! |
| 24964 | Oph. Indeed, la, without an oath, I'll make ... |
| 24965 | [Sings] By Gis and by Saint Charity, |
| 24966 | Alack, and fie for shame! |
| 24967 | Young men will do't if they come to't |
| 24968 | By Cock, they are to blame. |
| 24969 | Quoth she, 'Before you tumbled me, |
| 24970 | You promis'd me to wed.' |
| 24971 | He answers: |
| 24972 | 'So would I 'a' done, by yonder sun, |
| 24973 | An thou hadst not come to my bed.' |
| 24974 | King. How long hath she been thus? |
| 24975 | Oph. I hope all will be well. We must be pat... |
| 24976 | choose but weep to think they would lay hi... |
| 24977 | My brother shall know of it; and so I than... |
| 24978 | counsel. Come, my coach! Good night, ladie... |
| 24979 | ladies. Good night, good night. ... |
| 24980 | King. Follow her close; give her good watch,... |
| 24981 | ... |
| 24982 | O, this is the poison of deep grief; it sp... |
| 24983 | All from her father's death. O Gertrude, G... |
| 24984 | When sorrows come, they come not single sp... |
| 24985 | But in battalions! First, her father slain; |
| 24986 | Next, Your son gone, and he most violent a... |
| 24987 | Of his own just remove; the people muddied, |
| 24988 | Thick and and unwholesome in their thought... |
| 24989 | For good Polonius' death, and we have done... |
| 24990 | In hugger-mugger to inter him; Poor Ophelia |
| 24991 | Divided from herself and her fair-judgment, |
| 24992 | Without the which we are Pictures or mere ... |
| 24993 | Last, and as such containing as all these, |
| 24994 | Her brother is in secret come from France; |
| 24995 | And wants not buzzers to infect his ear |
| 24996 | Feeds on his wonder, keep, himself in clouds, |
| 24997 | With pestilent speeches of his father's de... |
| 24998 | Wherein necessity, of matter beggar'd, |
| 24999 | Will nothing stick Our person to arraign |
| 25000 | In ear and ear. O my dear Gertrude, this, |
| 25001 | Like to a murd'ring piece, in many places |
| 25002 | Give, me superfluous death. ... |
| 25003 | Queen. Alack, what noise is this? |
| 25004 | King. Where are my Switzers? Let them guard ... |
| 25005 | Enter a Messenger. |
| 25006 | What is the matter? |
| 25007 | Mess. Save Yourself, my lord: |
| 25008 | The ocean, overpeering of his list, |
| 25009 | Eats not the flats with more impetuous haste |
| 25010 | Than Young Laertes, in a riotous head, |
| 25011 | O'erbears Your offices. The rabble call hi... |
| 25012 | And, as the world were now but to begin, |
| 25013 | Antiquity forgot, custom not known, |
| 25014 | The ratifiers and props of every word, |
| 25015 | They cry 'Choose we! Laertes shall be king!' |
| 25016 | Caps, hands, and tongues applaud it to the... |
| 25017 | 'Laertes shall be king! Laertes king!' |
| 25018 | ... |
| 25019 | Queen. How cheerfully on the false trail the... |
| 25020 | O, this is counter, you false Danish dogs! |
| 25021 | King. The doors are broke. |
| 25022 | Enter Laertes with others. |
| 25023 | Laer. Where is this king?- Sirs, staid you a... |
| 25024 | All. No, let's come in! |
| 25025 | Laer. I pray you give me leave. |
| 25026 | All. We will, we will! |
| 25027 | Laer. I thank you. Keep the door. [Exeu... |
| 25028 | O thou vile king, |
| 25029 | Give me my father! |
| 25030 | Queen. Calmly, good Laertes. |
| 25031 | Laer. That drop of blood that's calm proclai... |
| 25032 | Cries cuckold to my father; brands the harlot |
| 25033 | Even here between the chaste unsmirched brows |
| 25034 | Of my true mother. |
| 25035 | King. What is the cause, Laertes, |
| 25036 | That thy rebellion looks so giantlike? |
| 25037 | Let him go, Gertrude. Do not fear our pers... |
| 25038 | There's such divinity doth hedge a king |
| 25039 | That treason can but peep to what it would, |
| 25040 | Acts little of his will. Tell me, Laertes, |
| 25041 | Why thou art thus incens'd. Let him go, Ge... |
| 25042 | Speak, man. |
| 25043 | Laer. Where is my father? |
| 25044 | King. Dead. |
| 25045 | Queen. But not by him! |
| 25046 | King. Let him demand his fill. |
| 25047 | Laer. How came he dead? I'll not be juggled ... |
| 25048 | To hell, allegiance! vows, to the blackest... |
| 25049 | Conscience and grace, to the profoundest pit! |
| 25050 | I dare damnation. To this point I stand, |
| 25051 | That both the world, I give to negligence, |
| 25052 | Let come what comes; only I'll be reveng'd |
| 25053 | Most throughly for my father. |
| 25054 | King. Who shall stay you? |
| 25055 | Laer. My will, not all the world! |
| 25056 | And for my means, I'll husband them so well |
| 25057 | They shall go far with little. |
| 25058 | King. Good Laertes, |
| 25059 | If you desire to know the certainty |
| 25060 | Of your dear father's death, is't writ in ... |
| 25061 | That swoopstake you will draw both friend ... |
| 25062 | Winner and loser? |
| 25063 | Laer. None but his enemies. |
| 25064 | King. Will you know them then? |
| 25065 | Laer. To his good friends thus wide I'll ope... |
| 25066 | And, like the kind life-rend'ring pelican, |
| 25067 | Repast them with my blood. |
| 25068 | King. Why, now You speak |
| 25069 | Like a good child and a true gentleman. |
| 25070 | That I am guiltless of your father's death, |
| 25071 | And am most sensibly in grief for it, |
| 25072 | It shall as level to your judgment pierce |
| 25073 | As day does to your eye. |
| 25074 | A noise within: ... |
| 25075 | Laer. How now? What noise is that? |
| 25076 | Enter Ophelia. |
| 25077 | O heat, dry up my brains! Tears seven time... |
| 25078 | Burn out the sense and virtue of mine eye! |
| 25079 | By heaven, thy madness shall be paid by we... |
| 25080 | Till our scale turn the beam. O rose of May! |
| 25081 | Dear maid, kind sister, sweet Ophelia! |
| 25082 | O heavens! is't possible a young maid's wits |
| 25083 | Should be as mortal as an old man's life? |
| 25084 | Nature is fine in love, and where 'tis fine, |
| 25085 | It sends some precious instance of itself |
| 25086 | After the thing it loves. |
| 25087 | Oph. (sings) |
| 25088 | They bore him barefac'd on the bier |
| 25089 | (Hey non nony, nony, hey nony) |
| 25090 | And in his grave rain'd many a tear. |
| 25091 | Fare you well, my dove! |
| 25092 | Laer. Hadst thou thy wits, and didst persuad... |
| 25093 | It could not move thus. |
| 25094 | Oph. You must sing 'A-down a-down, and you c... |
| 25095 | how the wheel becomes it! It is the false ... |
| 25096 | master's daughter. |
| 25097 | Laer. This nothing's more than matter. |
| 25098 | Oph. There's rosemary, that's for remembranc... |
| 25099 | remember. And there is pansies, that's for... |
| 25100 | Laer. A document in madness! Thoughts and re... |
| 25101 | Oph. There's fennel for you, and columbines.... |
| 25102 | and here's some for me. We may call it her... |
| 25103 | O, you must wear your rue with a differenc... |
| 25104 | would give you some violets, but they with... |
| 25105 | died. They say he made a good end. |
| 25106 | [Sings] For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy. |
| 25107 | Laer. Thought and affliction, passion, hell ... |
| 25108 | She turns to favour and to prettiness. |
| 25109 | Oph. (sings) |
| 25110 | And will he not come again? |
| 25111 | And will he not come again? |
| 25112 | No, no, he is dead; |
| 25113 | Go to thy deathbed; |
| 25114 | He never will come again. |
| 25115 | His beard was as white as snow, |
| 25116 | All flaxen was his poll. |
| 25117 | He is gone, he is gone, |
| 25118 | And we cast away moan. |
| 25119 | God 'a'mercy on his soul! |
| 25120 | And of all Christian souls, I pray God. Go... |
| 25121 | Exit. |
| 25122 | Laer. Do you see this, O God? |
| 25123 | King. Laertes, I must commune with your grief, |
| 25124 | Or you deny me right. Go but apart, |
| 25125 | Make choice of whom your wisest friends yo... |
| 25126 | And they shall hear and judge 'twixt you a... |
| 25127 | If by direct or by collateral hand |
| 25128 | They find us touch'd, we will our kingdom ... |
| 25129 | Our crown, our life, and all that we call ... |
| 25130 | To you in satisfaction; but if not, |
| 25131 | Be you content to lend your patience to us, |
| 25132 | And we shall jointly labour with your soul |
| 25133 | To give it due content. |
| 25134 | Laer. Let this be so. |
| 25135 | His means of death, his obscure funeral- |
| 25136 | No trophy, sword, nor hatchment o'er his b... |
| 25137 | No noble rite nor formal ostentation,- |
| 25138 | Cry to be heard, as 'twere from heaven to ... |
| 25139 | That I must call't in question. |
| 25140 | King. So you shall; |
| 25141 | And where th' offence is let the great axe... |
| 25142 | I pray you go with me. |
| 25143 | ... |
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| 25152 | Scene VI. |
| 25153 | Elsinore. Another room in the Castle. |
| 25154 | Enter Horatio with an Attendant. |
| 25155 | Hor. What are they that would speak with me? |
| 25156 | Servant. Seafaring men, sir. They say they h... |
| 25157 | Hor. Let them come in. |
| 25158 | ... |
| 25159 | I do not know from what part of the world |
| 25160 | I should be greeted, if not from Lord Hamlet. |
| 25161 | Enter Sailors. |
| 25162 | Sailor. God bless you, sir. |
| 25163 | Hor. Let him bless thee too. |
| 25164 | Sailor. 'A shall, sir, an't please him. Ther... |
| 25165 | sir,- it comes from th' ambassador that wa... |
| 25166 | your name be Horatio, as I am let to know ... |
| 25167 | Hor. (reads the letter) 'Horatio, when thou ... |
| 25168 | this, give these fellows some means to the... |
| 25169 | letters for him. Ere we were two days old ... |
| 25170 | very warlike appointment gave us chase. Fi... |
| 25171 | slow of sail, we put on a compelled valour... |
| 25172 | boarded them. On the instant they got clea... |
| 25173 | alone became their prisoner. They have dea... |
| 25174 | of mercy; but they knew what they did: I a... |
| 25175 | them. Let the King have the letters I have... |
| 25176 | to me with as much speed as thou wouldst f... |
| 25177 | to speak in thine ear will make thee dumb;... |
| 25178 | light for the bore of the matter. These go... |
| 25179 | thee where I am. Rosencrantz and Guildenst... |
| 25180 | for England. Of them I have much to tell t... |
| 25181 | 'He that thou know... |
| 25182 | Come, I will give you way for these your l... |
| 25183 | And do't the speedier that you may direct me |
| 25184 | To him from whom you brought them. ... |
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| 25193 | Scene VII. |
| 25194 | Elsinore. Another room in the Castle. |
| 25195 | Enter King and Laertes. |
| 25196 | King. Now must your conscience my acquittanc... |
| 25197 | And You must put me in your heart for friend, |
| 25198 | Sith you have heard, and with a knowing ear, |
| 25199 | That he which hath your noble father slain |
| 25200 | Pursued my life. |
| 25201 | Laer. It well appears. But tell me |
| 25202 | Why you proceeded not against these feats |
| 25203 | So crimeful and so capital in nature, |
| 25204 | As by your safety, wisdom, all things else, |
| 25205 | You mainly were stirr'd up. |
| 25206 | King. O, for two special reasons, |
| 25207 | Which may to you, perhaps, seein much unsi... |
| 25208 | But yet to me they are strong. The Queen h... |
| 25209 | Lives almost by his looks; and for myself,- |
| 25210 | My virtue or my plague, be it either which,- |
| 25211 | She's so conjunctive to my life and soul |
| 25212 | That, as the star moves not but in his sph... |
| 25213 | I could not but by her. The other motive |
| 25214 | Why to a public count I might not go |
| 25215 | Is the great love the general gender bear ... |
| 25216 | Who, dipping all his faults in their affec... |
| 25217 | Would, like the spring that turneth wood t... |
| 25218 | Convert his gives to graces; so that my ar... |
| 25219 | Too slightly timber'd for so loud a wind, |
| 25220 | Would have reverted to my bow again, |
| 25221 | And not where I had aim'd them. |
| 25222 | Laer. And so have I a noble father lost; |
| 25223 | A sister driven into desp'rate terms, |
| 25224 | Whose worth, if praises may go back again, |
| 25225 | Stood challenger on mount of all the age |
| 25226 | For her perfections. But my revenge will c... |
| 25227 | King. Break not your sleeps for that. You mu... |
| 25228 | That we are made of stuff so flat and dull |
| 25229 | That we can let our beard be shook with da... |
| 25230 | And think it pastime. You shortly shall he... |
| 25231 | I lov'd your father, and we love ourself, |
| 25232 | And that, I hope, will teach you to imagin... |
| 25233 | Enter a Messenger with letters. |
| 25234 | How now? What news? |
| 25235 | Mess. Letters, my lord, from Hamlet: |
| 25236 | This to your Majesty; this to the Queen. |
| 25237 | King. From Hamlet? Who brought them? |
| 25238 | Mess. Sailors, my lord, they say; I saw them... |
| 25239 | They were given me by Claudio; he receiv'd... |
| 25240 | Of him that brought them. |
| 25241 | King. Laertes, you shall hear them. |
| 25242 | Leave us. |
| 25243 | ... |
| 25244 | [Reads]'High and Mighty,-You shall know I ... |
| 25245 | kingdom. To-morrow shall I beg leave to se... |
| 25246 | when I shall (first asking your pardon the... |
| 25247 | occasion of my sudden and more strange ret... |
| 25248 | ... |
| 25249 | What should this mean? Are all the rest co... |
| 25250 | Or is it some abuse, and no such thing? |
| 25251 | Laer. Know you the hand? |
| 25252 | King. 'Tis Hamlet's character. 'Naked!' |
| 25253 | And in a postscript here, he says 'alone.' |
| 25254 | Can you advise me? |
| 25255 | Laer. I am lost in it, my lord. But let him ... |
| 25256 | It warms the very sickness in my heart |
| 25257 | That I shall live and tell him to his teeth, |
| 25258 | 'Thus didest thou.' |
| 25259 | King. If it be so, Laertes |
| 25260 | (As how should it be so? how otherwise?), |
| 25261 | Will you be rul'd by me? |
| 25262 | Laer. Ay my lord, |
| 25263 | So you will not o'errule me to a peace. |
| 25264 | King. To thine own peace. If he be now return'd |
| 25265 | As checking at his voyage, and that he means |
| 25266 | No more to undertake it, I will work him |
| 25267 | To exploit now ripe in my device, |
| 25268 | Under the which he shall not choose but fall; |
| 25269 | And for his death no wind |
| 25270 | But even his mother shall uncharge the pra... |
| 25271 | And call it accident. |
| 25272 | Laer. My lord, I will be rul'd; |
| 25273 | The rather, if you could devise it so |
| 25274 | That I might be the organ. |
| 25275 | King. It falls right. |
| 25276 | You have been talk'd of since your travel ... |
| 25277 | And that in Hamlet's hearing, for a quality |
| 25278 | Wherein they say you shine, Your sun of parts |
| 25279 | Did not together pluck such envy from him |
| 25280 | As did that one; and that, in my regard, |
| 25281 | Of the unworthiest siege. |
| 25282 | Laer. What part is that, my lord? |
| 25283 | King. A very riband in the cap of youth- |
| 25284 | Yet needfull too; for youth no less becomes |
| 25285 | The light and careless livery that it wears |
| 25286 | Thin settled age his sables and his weeds, |
| 25287 | Importing health and graveness. Two months... |
| 25288 | Here was a gentleman of Normandy. |
| 25289 | I have seen myself, and serv'd against, th... |
| 25290 | And they can well on horseback; but this g... |
| 25291 | Had witchcraft in't. He grew unto his seat, |
| 25292 | And to such wondrous doing brought his horse |
| 25293 | As had he been incorps'd and demi-natur'd |
| 25294 | With the brave beast. So far he topp'd my ... |
| 25295 | That I, in forgery of shapes and tricks, |
| 25296 | Come short of what he did. |
| 25297 | Laer. A Norman was't? |
| 25298 | King. A Norman. |
| 25299 | Laer. Upon my life, Lamound. |
| 25300 | King. The very same. |
| 25301 | Laer. I know him well. He is the broach indeed |
| 25302 | And gem of all the nation. |
| 25303 | King. He made confession of you; |
| 25304 | And gave you such a masterly report |
| 25305 | For art and exercise in your defence, |
| 25306 | And for your rapier most especially, |
| 25307 | That he cried out 'twould be a sight indeed |
| 25308 | If one could match you. The scrimers of th... |
| 25309 | He swore had neither motion, guard, nor eye, |
| 25310 | If you oppos'd them. Sir, this report of h... |
| 25311 | Did Hamlet so envenom with his envy |
| 25312 | That he could nothing do but wish and beg |
| 25313 | Your sudden coming o'er to play with you. |
| 25314 | Now, out of this- |
| 25315 | Laer. What out of this, my lord? |
| 25316 | King. Laertes, was your father dear to you? |
| 25317 | Or are you like the painting of a sorrow, |
| 25318 | A face without a heart,' |
| 25319 | Laer. Why ask you this? |
| 25320 | King. Not that I think you did not love your... |
| 25321 | But that I know love is begun by time, |
| 25322 | And that I see, in passages of proof, |
| 25323 | Time qualifies the spark and fire of it. |
| 25324 | There lives within the very flame of love |
| 25325 | A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it; |
| 25326 | And nothing is at a like goodness still; |
| 25327 | For goodness, growing to a plurisy, |
| 25328 | Dies in his own too-much. That we would do, |
| 25329 | We should do when we would; for this 'woul... |
| 25330 | And hath abatements and delays as many |
| 25331 | As there are tongues, are hands, are accid... |
| 25332 | And then this 'should' is like a spendthri... |
| 25333 | That hurts by easing. But to the quick o' ... |
| 25334 | Hamlet comes back. What would you undertake |
| 25335 | To show yourself your father's son in deed |
| 25336 | More than in words? |
| 25337 | Laer. To cut his throat i' th' church! |
| 25338 | King. No place indeed should murther sanctua... |
| 25339 | Revenge should have no bounds. But, good L... |
| 25340 | Will you do this? Keep close within your c... |
| 25341 | Will return'd shall know you are come home. |
| 25342 | We'll put on those shall praise your excel... |
| 25343 | And set a double varnish on the fame |
| 25344 | The Frenchman gave you; bring you in fine ... |
| 25345 | And wager on your heads. He, being remiss, |
| 25346 | Most generous, and free from all contriving, |
| 25347 | Will not peruse the foils; so that with ease, |
| 25348 | Or with a little shuffling, you may choose |
| 25349 | A sword unbated, and, in a pass of practice, |
| 25350 | Requite him for your father. |
| 25351 | Laer. I will do't! |
| 25352 | And for that purpose I'll anoint my sword. |
| 25353 | I bought an unction of a mountebank, |
| 25354 | So mortal that, but dip a knife in it, |
| 25355 | Where it draws blood no cataplasm so rare, |
| 25356 | Collected from all simples that have virtue |
| 25357 | Under the moon, can save the thing from death |
| 25358 | This is but scratch'd withal. I'll touch m... |
| 25359 | With this contagion, that, if I gall him s... |
| 25360 | It may be death. |
| 25361 | King. Let's further think of this, |
| 25362 | Weigh what convenience both of time and means |
| 25363 | May fit us to our shape. If this should fall, |
| 25364 | And that our drift look through our bad pe... |
| 25365 | 'Twere better not assay'd. Therefore this ... |
| 25366 | Should have a back or second, that might hold |
| 25367 | If this did blast in proof. Soft! let me see. |
| 25368 | We'll make a solemn wager on your cunnings- |
| 25369 | I ha't! |
| 25370 | When in your motion you are hot and dry- |
| 25371 | As make your bouts more violent to that end- |
| 25372 | And that he calls for drink, I'll have pre... |
| 25373 | A chalice for the nonce; whereon but sipping, |
| 25374 | If he by chance escape your venom'd stuck, |
| 25375 | Our purpose may hold there.- But stay, wha... |
| 25376 | Enter Queen. |
| 25377 | How now, sweet queen? |
| 25378 | Queen. One woe doth tread upon another's heel, |
| 25379 | So fast they follow. Your sister's drown'd... |
| 25380 | Laer. Drown'd! O, where? |
| 25381 | Queen. There is a willow grows aslant a brook, |
| 25382 | That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy s... |
| 25383 | There with fantastic garlands did she come |
| 25384 | Of crowflowers, nettles, daisies, and long... |
| 25385 | That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, |
| 25386 | But our cold maids do dead men's fingers c... |
| 25387 | There on the pendant boughs her coronet weeds |
| 25388 | Clamb'ring to hang, an envious sliver brok... |
| 25389 | When down her weedy trophies and herself |
| 25390 | Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spr... |
| 25391 | And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up; |
| 25392 | Which time she chaunted snatches of old tu... |
| 25393 | As one incapable of her own distress, |
| 25394 | Or like a creature native and indued |
| 25395 | Unto that element; but long it could not be |
| 25396 | Till that her garments, heavy with their d... |
| 25397 | Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay |
| 25398 | To muddy death. |
| 25399 | Laer. Alas, then she is drown'd? |
| 25400 | Queen. Drown'd, drown'd. |
| 25401 | Laer. Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophe... |
| 25402 | And therefore I forbid my tears; but yet |
| 25403 | It is our trick; nature her custom holds, |
| 25404 | Let shame say what it will. When these are... |
| 25405 | The woman will be out. Adieu, my lord. |
| 25406 | I have a speech of fire, that fain would b... |
| 25407 | But that this folly douts it. ... |
| 25408 | King. Let's follow, Gertrude. |
| 25409 | How much I had to do to calm his rage I |
| 25410 | Now fear I this will give it start again; |
| 25411 | Therefore let's follow. |
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| 25421 | ACT V. Scene I. |
| 25422 | Elsinore. A churchyard. |
| 25423 | Enter two Clowns, [with spades and pickaxes]. |
| 25424 | Clown. Is she to be buried in Christian buri... |
| 25425 | seeks her own salvation? |
| 25426 | Other. I tell thee she is; therefore make he... |
| 25427 | The crowner hath sate on her, and finds it... |
| 25428 | Clown. How can that be, unless she drown'd h... |
| 25429 | defence? |
| 25430 | Other. Why, 'tis found so. |
| 25431 | Clown. It must be se offendendo; it cannot b... |
| 25432 | the point: if I drown myself wittingly, it... |
| 25433 | act hath three branches-it is to act, to d... |
| 25434 | argal, she drown'd herself wittingly. |
| 25435 | Other. Nay, but hear you, Goodman Delver! |
| 25436 | Clown. Give me leave. Here lies the water; g... |
| 25437 | man; good. If the man go to this water and... |
| 25438 | will he nill he, he goes- mark you that. B... |
| 25439 | him and drown him, he drowns not himself. ... |
| 25440 | guilty of his own death shortens not his o... |
| 25441 | Other. But is this law? |
| 25442 | Clown. Ay, marry, is't- crowner's quest law. |
| 25443 | Other. Will you ha' the truth an't? If this ... |
| 25444 | gentlewoman, she should have been buried o... |
| 25445 | Clown. Why, there thou say'st! And the more ... |
| 25446 | should have count'nance in this world to d... |
| 25447 | more than their even-Christen. Come, my sp... |
| 25448 | ancient gentlemen but gard'ners, ditchers,... |
| 25449 | hold up Adam's profession. |
| 25450 | Other. Was he a gentleman? |
| 25451 | Clown. 'A was the first that ever bore arms. |
| 25452 | Other. Why, he had none. |
| 25453 | Clown. What, art a heathen? How dost thou un... |
| 25454 | The Scripture says Adam digg'd. Could he d... |
| 25455 | put another question to thee. If thou answ... |
| 25456 | purpose, confess thyself- |
| 25457 | Other. Go to! |
| 25458 | Clown. What is he that builds stronger than ... |
| 25459 | shipwright, or the carpenter? |
| 25460 | Other. The gallows-maker; for that frame out... |
| 25461 | tenants. |
| 25462 | Clown. I like thy wit well, in good faith. T... |
| 25463 | But how does it well? It does well to thos... |
| 25464 | thou dost ill to say the gallows is built ... |
| 25465 | church. Argal, the gallows may do well to ... |
| 25466 | Other. Who builds stronger than a mason, a s... |
| 25467 | carpenter? |
| 25468 | Clown. Ay, tell me that, and unyoke. |
| 25469 | Other. Marry, now I can tell! |
| 25470 | Clown. To't. |
| 25471 | Other. Mass, I cannot tell. |
| 25472 | Enter Hamlet and Horatio afar... |
| 25473 | Clown. Cudgel thy brains no more about it, f... |
| 25474 | not mend his pace with beating; and when y... |
| 25475 | question next, say 'a grave-maker.' The ho... |
| 25476 | till doomsday. Go, get thee to Yaughan; fe... |
| 25477 | liquor. |
| 25478 | [E... |
| 25479 | [Clown digs and] sings. |
| 25480 | In youth when I did love, did love, |
| 25481 | Methought it was very sweet; |
| 25482 | To contract- O- the time for- a- my beh... |
| 25483 | O, methought there- a- was nothing- a... |
| 25484 | Ham. Has this fellow no feeling of his busin... |
| 25485 | grave-making? |
| 25486 | Hor. Custom hath made it in him a Property o... |
| 25487 | Ham. 'Tis e'en so. The hand of little employ... |
| 25488 | sense. |
| 25489 | Clown. (sings) |
| 25490 | But age with his stealing steps |
| 25491 | Hath clawed me in his clutch, |
| 25492 | And hath shipped me intil the land, |
| 25493 | As if I had never been such. |
| 25494 | [T... |
| 25495 | Ham. That skull had a tongue in it, and coul... |
| 25496 | knave jowls it to the ground,as if 'twere ... |
| 25497 | did the first murther! This might be the p... |
| 25498 | which this ass now o'erreaches; one that w... |
| 25499 | might it not? |
| 25500 | Hor. It might, my lord. |
| 25501 | Ham. Or of a courtier, which could say 'Good... |
| 25502 | How dost thou, good lord?' This might be m... |
| 25503 | prais'd my Lord Such-a-one's horse when he... |
| 25504 | it not? |
| 25505 | Hor. Ay, my lord. |
| 25506 | Ham. Why, e'en so! and now my Lady Worm's, c... |
| 25507 | about the mazzard with a sexton's spade. H... |
| 25508 | and we had the trick to see't. Did these b... |
| 25509 | breeding but to play at loggets with 'em? ... |
| 25510 | on't. |
| 25511 | Clown. (Sings) |
| 25512 | A pickaxe and a spade, a spade, |
| 25513 | For and a shrouding sheet; |
| 25514 | O, a Pit of clay for to be made |
| 25515 | For such a guest is meet. |
| 25516 | Throws u... |
| 25517 | Ham. There's another. Why may not that be th... |
| 25518 | Where be his quiddits now, his quillets, h... |
| 25519 | and his tricks? Why does he suffer this ru... |
| 25520 | him about the sconce with a dirty shovel, ... |
| 25521 | of his action of battery? Hum! This fellow... |
| 25522 | great buyer of land, with his statutes, hi... |
| 25523 | fines, his double vouchers, his recoveries... |
| 25524 | his fines, and the recovery of his recover... |
| 25525 | pate full of fine dirt? Will his vouchers ... |
| 25526 | his purchases, and double ones too, than t... |
| 25527 | of a pair of indentures? The very conveyan... |
| 25528 | scarcely lie in this box; and must th' inh... |
| 25529 | more, ha? |
| 25530 | Hor. Not a jot more, my lord. |
| 25531 | Ham. Is not parchment made of sheepskins? |
| 25532 | Hor. Ay, my lord, And of calveskins too. |
| 25533 | Ham. They are sheep and calves which seek ou... |
| 25534 | will speak to this fellow. Whose grave's t... |
| 25535 | Clown. Mine, sir. |
| 25536 | [Sings] O, a pit of clay for to be made |
| 25537 | For such a guest is meet. |
| 25538 | Ham. I think it be thine indeed, for thou li... |
| 25539 | Clown. You lie out on't, sir, and therefore ... |
| 25540 | For my part, I do not lie in't, yet it is ... |
| 25541 | Ham. Thou dost lie in't, to be in't and say ... |
| 25542 | the dead, not for the quick; therefore tho... |
| 25543 | Clown. 'Tis a quick lie, sir; 'twill away ag... |
| 25544 | Ham. What man dost thou dig it for? |
| 25545 | Clown. For no man, sir. |
| 25546 | Ham. What woman then? |
| 25547 | Clown. For none neither. |
| 25548 | Ham. Who is to be buried in't? |
| 25549 | Clown. One that was a woman, sir; but, rest ... |
| 25550 | Ham. How absolute the knave is! We must spea... |
| 25551 | equivocation will undo us. By the Lord, Ho... |
| 25552 | I have taken note of it, the age is grown ... |
| 25553 | of the peasant comes so near the heel of t... |
| 25554 | his kibe.- How long hast thou been a grave... |
| 25555 | Clown. Of all the days i' th' year, I came t... |
| 25556 | last king Hamlet overcame Fortinbras. |
| 25557 | Ham. How long is that since? |
| 25558 | Clown. Cannot you tell that? Every fool can ... |
| 25559 | very day that young Hamlet was born- he th... |
| 25560 | into England. |
| 25561 | Ham. Ay, marry, why was be sent into England? |
| 25562 | Clown. Why, because 'a was mad. 'A shall rec... |
| 25563 | or, if 'a do not, 'tis no great matter there. |
| 25564 | Ham. Why? |
| 25565 | Clown. 'Twill not he seen in him there. Ther... |
| 25566 | he. |
| 25567 | Ham. How came he mad? |
| 25568 | Clown. Very strangely, they say. |
| 25569 | Ham. How strangely? |
| 25570 | Clown. Faith, e'en with losing his wits. |
| 25571 | Ham. Upon what ground? |
| 25572 | Clown. Why, here in Denmark. I have been sex... |
| 25573 | thirty years. |
| 25574 | Ham. How long will a man lie i' th' earth er... |
| 25575 | Clown. Faith, if 'a be not rotten before 'a ... |
| 25576 | pocky corses now-a-days that will scarce h... |
| 25577 | will last you some eight year or nine year... |
| 25578 | you nine year. |
| 25579 | Ham. Why he more than another? |
| 25580 | Clown. Why, sir, his hide is so tann'd with ... |
| 25581 | keep out water a great while; and your wat... |
| 25582 | your whoreson dead body. Here's a skull no... |
| 25583 | you i' th' earth three-and-twenty years. |
| 25584 | Ham. Whose was it? |
| 25585 | Clown. A whoreson, mad fellow's it was. Whos... |
| 25586 | Ham. Nay, I know not. |
| 25587 | Clown. A pestilence on him for a mad rogue! ... |
| 25588 | Rhenish on my head once. This same skull, ... |
| 25589 | skull, the King's jester. |
| 25590 | Ham. This? |
| 25591 | Clown. E'en that. |
| 25592 | Ham. Let me see. [Takes the skull.] Alas, po... |
| 25593 | Horatio. A fellow of infinite jest, of mos... |
| 25594 | hath borne me on his back a thousand tunes... |
| 25595 | in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at... |
| 25596 | lips that I have kiss'd I know not how oft... |
| 25597 | now? your gambols? your songs? your flashe... |
| 25598 | were wont to set the table on a roar? Not ... |
| 25599 | own grinning? Quite chap- fall'n? Now get ... |
| 25600 | chamber, and tell her, let her paint an in... |
| 25601 | favour she must come. Make her laugh at th... |
| 25602 | tell me one thing. |
| 25603 | Hor. What's that, my lord? |
| 25604 | Ham. Dost thou think Alexander look'd o' thi... |
| 25605 | Hor. E'en so. |
| 25606 | Ham. And smelt so? Pah! |
| 25607 | [Put... |
| 25608 | Hor. E'en so, my lord. |
| 25609 | Ham. To what base uses we may return, Horati... |
| 25610 | imagination trace the noble dust of Alexan... |
| 25611 | stopping a bunghole? |
| 25612 | Hor. 'Twere to consider too curiously, to co... |
| 25613 | Ham. No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him... |
| 25614 | enough, and likelihood to lead it; as thus... |
| 25615 | Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth ... |
| 25616 | earth; of earth we make loam; and why of t... |
| 25617 | was converted) might they not stop a beer ... |
| 25618 | Imperious Caesar, dead and turn'd to clay, |
| 25619 | Might stop a hole to keep the wind away. |
| 25620 | O, that that earth which kept the world in... |
| 25621 | Should patch a wall t' expel the winter's ... |
| 25622 | But soft! but soft! aside! Here comes the ... |
| 25623 | Enter [priests with] a coffin [in funeral ... |
| 25624 | Queen, Laertes, with Lords attend... |
| 25625 | The Queen, the courtiers. Who is this they... |
| 25626 | And with such maimed rites? This doth betoken |
| 25627 | The corse they follow did with desp'rate hand |
| 25628 | Fordo it own life. 'Twas of some estate. |
| 25629 | Couch we awhile, and mark. |
| 25630 | [Reti... |
| 25631 | Laer. What ceremony else? |
| 25632 | Ham. That is Laertes, |
| 25633 | A very noble youth. Mark. |
| 25634 | Laer. What ceremony else? |
| 25635 | Priest. Her obsequies have been as far enlarg'd |
| 25636 | As we have warranty. Her death was doubtful; |
| 25637 | And, but that great command o'ersways the ... |
| 25638 | She should in ground unsanctified have lodg'd |
| 25639 | Till the last trumpet. For charitable pray... |
| 25640 | Shards, flints, and pebbles should be thro... |
| 25641 | Yet here she is allow'd her virgin crants, |
| 25642 | Her maiden strewments, and the bringing home |
| 25643 | Of bell and burial. |
| 25644 | Laer. Must there no more be done? |
| 25645 | Priest. No more be done. |
| 25646 | We should profane the service of the dead |
| 25647 | To sing a requiem and such rest to her |
| 25648 | As to peace-parted souls. |
| 25649 | Laer. Lay her i' th' earth; |
| 25650 | And from her fair and unpolluted flesh |
| 25651 | May violets spring! I tell thee, churlish ... |
| 25652 | A minist'ring angel shall my sister be |
| 25653 | When thou liest howling. |
| 25654 | Ham. What, the fair Ophelia? |
| 25655 | Queen. Sweets to the sweet! Farewell. |
| 25656 | [... |
| 25657 | I hop'd thou shouldst have been my Hamlet'... |
| 25658 | I thought thy bride-bed to have deck'd, sw... |
| 25659 | And not have strew'd thy grave. |
| 25660 | Laer. O, treble woe |
| 25661 | Fall ten times treble on that cursed head |
| 25662 | Whose wicked deed thy most ingenious sense |
| 25663 | Depriv'd thee of! Hold off the earth awhile, |
| 25664 | Till I have caught her once more in mine a... |
| 25665 | L... |
| 25666 | Now pile your dust upon the quick and dead |
| 25667 | Till of this flat a mountain you have made |
| 25668 | T' o'ertop old Pelion or the skyish head |
| 25669 | Of blue Olympus. |
| 25670 | Ham. [comes forward] What is he whose grief |
| 25671 | Bears such an emphasis? whose phrase of so... |
| 25672 | Conjures the wand'ring stars, and makes th... |
| 25673 | Like wonder-wounded hearers? This is I, |
| 25674 | Hamlet the Dane. [Leaps... |
| 25675 | Laer. The devil take thy soul! |
| 25676 | [G... |
| 25677 | Ham. Thou pray'st not well. |
| 25678 | I prithee take thy fingers from my throat; |
| 25679 | For, though I am not splenitive and rash, |
| 25680 | Yet have I in me something dangerous, |
| 25681 | Which let thy wisdom fear. Hold off thy hand! |
| 25682 | King. Pluck thein asunder. |
| 25683 | Queen. Hamlet, Hamlet! |
| 25684 | All. Gentlemen! |
| 25685 | Hor. Good my lord, be quiet. |
| 25686 | [The Attendants part them, and th... |
| 25687 | ... |
| 25688 | Ham. Why, I will fight with him upon this theme |
| 25689 | Until my eyelids will no longer wag. |
| 25690 | Queen. O my son, what theme? |
| 25691 | Ham. I lov'd Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers |
| 25692 | Could not (with all their quantity of love) |
| 25693 | Make up my sum. What wilt thou do for her? |
| 25694 | King. O, he is mad, Laertes. |
| 25695 | Queen. For love of God, forbear him! |
| 25696 | Ham. 'Swounds, show me what thou't do. |
| 25697 | Woo't weep? woo't fight? woo't fast? woo't... |
| 25698 | Woo't drink up esill? eat a crocodile? |
| 25699 | I'll do't. Dost thou come here to whine? |
| 25700 | To outface me with leaping in her grave? |
| 25701 | Be buried quick with her, and so will I. |
| 25702 | And if thou prate of mountains, let them t... |
| 25703 | Millions of acres on us, till our ground, |
| 25704 | Singeing his pate against the burning zone, |
| 25705 | Make Ossa like a wart! Nay, an thou'lt mouth, |
| 25706 | I'll rant as well as thou. |
| 25707 | Queen. This is mere madness; |
| 25708 | And thus a while the fit will work on him. |
| 25709 | Anon, as patient as the female dove |
| 25710 | When that her golden couplets are disclos'... |
| 25711 | His silence will sit drooping. |
| 25712 | Ham. Hear you, sir! |
| 25713 | What is the reason that you use me thus? |
| 25714 | I lov'd you ever. But it is no matter. |
| 25715 | Let Hercules himself do what he may, |
| 25716 | The cat will mew, and dog will have his day. |
| 25717 | Exit. |
| 25718 | King. I pray thee, good Horatio, wait upon him. |
| 25719 | ... |
| 25720 | [To Laertes] Strengthen your patience in o... |
| 25721 | We'll put the matter to the present push.- |
| 25722 | Good Gertrude, set some watch over your son.- |
| 25723 | This grave shall have a living monument. |
| 25724 | An hour of quiet shortly shall we see; |
| 25725 | Till then in patience our proceeding be. |
| 25726 | ... |
| 25727 | Scene II. |
| 25728 | Elsinore. A hall in the Castle. |
| 25729 | Enter Hamlet and Horatio. |
| 25730 | Ham. So much for this, sir; now shall you se... |
| 25731 | You do remember all the circumstance? |
| 25732 | Hor. Remember it, my lord! |
| 25733 | Ham. Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fi... |
| 25734 | That would not let me sleep. Methought I lay |
| 25735 | Worse than the mutinies in the bilboes. Ra... |
| 25736 | And prais'd be rashness for it; let us know, |
| 25737 | Our indiscretion sometime serves us well |
| 25738 | When our deep plots do pall; and that shou... |
| 25739 | There's a divinity that shapes our ends, |
| 25740 | Rough-hew them how we will- |
| 25741 | Hor. That is most certain. |
| 25742 | Ham. Up from my cabin, |
| 25743 | My sea-gown scarf'd about me, in the dark |
| 25744 | Grop'd I to find out them; had my desire, |
| 25745 | Finger'd their packet, and in fine withdrew |
| 25746 | To mine own room again; making so bold |
| 25747 | (My fears forgetting manners) to unseal |
| 25748 | Their grand commission; where I found, Hor... |
| 25749 | (O royal knavery!), an exact command, |
| 25750 | Larded with many several sorts of reasons, |
| 25751 | Importing Denmark's health, and England's ... |
| 25752 | With, hoo! such bugs and goblins in my life- |
| 25753 | That, on the supervise, no leisure bated, |
| 25754 | No, not to stay the finding of the axe, |
| 25755 | My head should be struck off. |
| 25756 | Hor. Is't possible? |
| 25757 | Ham. Here's the commission; read it at more ... |
| 25758 | But wilt thou bear me how I did proceed? |
| 25759 | Hor. I beseech you. |
| 25760 | Ham. Being thus benetted round with villanies, |
| 25761 | Or I could make a prologue to my brains, |
| 25762 | They had begun the play. I sat me down; |
| 25763 | Devis'd a new commission; wrote it fair. |
| 25764 | I once did hold it, as our statists do, |
| 25765 | A baseness to write fair, and labour'd much |
| 25766 | How to forget that learning; but, sir, now |
| 25767 | It did me yeoman's service. Wilt thou know |
| 25768 | Th' effect of what I wrote? |
| 25769 | Hor. Ay, good my lord. |
| 25770 | Ham. An earnest conjuration from the King, |
| 25771 | As England was his faithful tributary, |
| 25772 | As love between them like the palm might f... |
| 25773 | As peace should still her wheaten garland ... |
| 25774 | And stand a comma 'tween their amities, |
| 25775 | And many such-like as's of great charge, |
| 25776 | That, on the view and knowing of these con... |
| 25777 | Without debatement further, more or less, |
| 25778 | He should the bearers put to sudden death, |
| 25779 | Not shriving time allow'd. |
| 25780 | Hor. How was this seal'd? |
| 25781 | Ham. Why, even in that was heaven ordinant. |
| 25782 | I had my father's signet in my purse, |
| 25783 | which was the model of that Danish seal; |
| 25784 | Folded the writ up in the form of th' other, |
| 25785 | Subscrib'd it, gave't th' impression, plac... |
| 25786 | The changeling never known. Now, the next ... |
| 25787 | Was our sea-fight; and what to this was se... |
| 25788 | Thou know'st already. |
| 25789 | Hor. So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to't. |
| 25790 | Ham. Why, man, they did make love to this em... |
| 25791 | They are not near my conscience; their defeat |
| 25792 | Does by their own insinuation grow. |
| 25793 | 'Tis dangerous when the baser nature comes |
| 25794 | Between the pass and fell incensed points |
| 25795 | Of mighty opposites. |
| 25796 | Hor. Why, what a king is this! |
| 25797 | Ham. Does it not, thinks't thee, stand me no... |
| 25798 | He that hath kill'd my king, and whor'd my... |
| 25799 | Popp'd in between th' election and my hopes; |
| 25800 | Thrown out his angle for my Proper life, |
| 25801 | And with such coz'nage- is't not perfect c... |
| 25802 | To quit him with this arm? And is't not to... |
| 25803 | To let this canker of our nature come |
| 25804 | In further evil? |
| 25805 | Hor. It must be shortly known to him from En... |
| 25806 | What is the issue of the business there. |
| 25807 | Ham. It will be short; the interim is mine, |
| 25808 | And a man's life is no more than to say 'o... |
| 25809 | But I am very sorry, good Horatio, |
| 25810 | That to Laertes I forgot myself, |
| 25811 | For by the image of my cause I see |
| 25812 | The portraiture of his. I'll court his fav... |
| 25813 | But sure the bravery of his grief did put me |
| 25814 | Into a tow'ring passion. |
| 25815 | Hor. Peace! Who comes here? |
| 25816 | Enter young Osric, a courtier. |
| 25817 | Osr. Your lordship is right welcome back to ... |
| 25818 | Ham. I humbly thank you, sir. [Aside to Hora... |
| 25819 | waterfly? |
| 25820 | Hor. [aside to Hamlet] No, my good lord. |
| 25821 | Ham. [aside to Horatio] Thy state is the mor... |
| 25822 | vice to know him. He hath much land, and f... |
| 25823 | lord of beasts, and his crib shall stand a... |
| 25824 | a chough; but, as I say, spacious in the p... |
| 25825 | Osr. Sweet lord, if your lordship were at le... |
| 25826 | a thing to you from his Majesty. |
| 25827 | Ham. I will receive it, sir, with all dilige... |
| 25828 | bonnet to his right use. 'Tis for the head. |
| 25829 | Osr. I thank your lordship, it is very hot. |
| 25830 | Ham. No, believe me, 'tis very cold; the win... |
| 25831 | Osr. It is indifferent cold, my lord, indeed. |
| 25832 | Ham. But yet methinks it is very sultry and ... |
| 25833 | Osr. Exceedingly, my lord; it is very sultry... |
| 25834 | tell how. But, my lord, his Majesty bade m... |
| 25835 | he has laid a great wager on your head. Si... |
| 25836 | Ham. I beseech you remember. |
| 25837 | [Hamlet moves him t... |
| 25838 | Osr. Nay, good my lord; for mine ease, in go... |
| 25839 | newly come to court Laertes; believe me, a... |
| 25840 | full of most excellent differences, of ver... |
| 25841 | great showing. Indeed, to speak feelingly ... |
| 25842 | or calendar of gentry; for you shall find ... |
| 25843 | what part a gentleman would see. |
| 25844 | Ham. Sir, his definement suffers no perditio... |
| 25845 | know, to divide him inventorially would do... |
| 25846 | memory, and yet but yaw neither in respect... |
| 25847 | But, in the verity of extolment, I take hi... |
| 25848 | article, and his infusion of such dearth a... |
| 25849 | true diction of him, his semblable is his ... |
| 25850 | would trace him, his umbrage, nothing more. |
| 25851 | Osr. Your lordship speaks most infallibly of... |
| 25852 | Ham. The concernancy, sir? Why do we wrap th... |
| 25853 | rawer breath |
| 25854 | Osr. Sir? |
| 25855 | Hor [aside to Hamlet] Is't not possible to u... |
| 25856 | tongue? You will do't, sir, really. |
| 25857 | Ham. What imports the nomination of this gen... |
| 25858 | Osr. Of Laertes? |
| 25859 | Hor. [aside] His purse is empty already. All... |
| 25860 | spent. |
| 25861 | Ham. Of him, sir. |
| 25862 | Osr. I know you are not ignorant- |
| 25863 | Ham. I would you did, sir; yet, in faith, if... |
| 25864 | much approve me. Well, sir? |
| 25865 | Osr. You are not ignorant of what excellence... |
| 25866 | Ham. I dare not confess that, lest I should ... |
| 25867 | excellence; but to know a man well were to... |
| 25868 | Osr. I mean, sir, for his weapon; but in the... |
| 25869 | by them, in his meed he's unfellowed. |
| 25870 | Ham. What's his weapon? |
| 25871 | Osr. Rapier and dagger. |
| 25872 | Ham. That's two of his weapons- but well. |
| 25873 | Osr. The King, sir, hath wager'd with him si... |
| 25874 | against the which he has impon'd, as I tak... |
| 25875 | rapiers and poniards, with their assigns, ... |
| 25876 | so. Three of the carriages, in faith, are ... |
| 25877 | very responsive to the hilts, most delicat... |
| 25878 | very liberal conceit. |
| 25879 | Ham. What call you the carriages? |
| 25880 | Hor. [aside to Hamlet] I knew you must be ed... |
| 25881 | ere you had done. |
| 25882 | Osr. The carriages, sir, are the hangers. |
| 25883 | Ham. The phrase would be more germane to the... |
| 25884 | carry cannon by our sides. I would it migh... |
| 25885 | But on! Six Barbary horses against six Fre... |
| 25886 | assigns, and three liberal-conceited carri... |
| 25887 | bet against the Danish. Why is this all im... |
| 25888 | Osr. The King, sir, hath laid that, in a doz... |
| 25889 | yourself and him, he shall not exceed you ... |
| 25890 | laid on twelve for nine, and it would come... |
| 25891 | if your lordship would vouchsafe the answer. |
| 25892 | Ham. How if I answer no? |
| 25893 | Osr. I mean, my lord, the opposition of your... |
| 25894 | Ham. Sir, I will walk here in the hall. If i... |
| 25895 | it is the breathing time of day with me. L... |
| 25896 | brought, the gentleman willing, and the Ki... |
| 25897 | I will win for him if I can; if not, I wil... |
| 25898 | shame and the odd hits. |
| 25899 | Osr. Shall I redeliver you e'en so? |
| 25900 | Ham. To this effect, sir, after what flouris... |
| 25901 | Osr. I commend my duty to your lordship. |
| 25902 | Ham. Yours, yours. [Exit Osric.] He does wel... |
| 25903 | himself; there are no tongues else for's t... |
| 25904 | Hor. This lapwing runs away with the shell o... |
| 25905 | Ham. He did comply with his dug before he su... |
| 25906 | and many more of the same bevy that I know... |
| 25907 | on, only got the tune of the time and outw... |
| 25908 | a kind of yesty collection, which carries ... |
| 25909 | through the most fann'd and winnowed opini... |
| 25910 | them to their trial-the bubbles are out, |
| 25911 | Enter a Lord. |
| 25912 | Lord. My lord, his Majesty commended him to ... |
| 25913 | brings back to him, that you attend him in... |
| 25914 | know if your pleasure hold to play with La... |
| 25915 | take longer time. |
| 25916 | Ham. I am constant to my purposes; they foll... |
| 25917 | If his fitness speaks, mine is ready; now ... |
| 25918 | I be so able as now. |
| 25919 | Lord. The King and Queen and all are coming ... |
| 25920 | Ham. In happy time. |
| 25921 | Lord. The Queen desires you to use some gent... |
| 25922 | Laertes before you fall to play. |
| 25923 | Ham. She well instructs me. |
| 25924 | ... |
| 25925 | Hor. You will lose this wager, my lord. |
| 25926 | Ham. I do not think so. Since he went into F... |
| 25927 | continual practice. I shall win at the odd... |
| 25928 | think how ill all's here about my heart. B... |
| 25929 | Hor. Nay, good my lord - |
| 25930 | Ham. It is but foolery; but it is such a kin... |
| 25931 | would perhaps trouble a woman. |
| 25932 | Hor. If your mind dislike anything, obey it.... |
| 25933 | repair hither and say you are not fit. |
| 25934 | Ham. Not a whit, we defy augury; there's a s... |
| 25935 | the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 'tis ... |
| 25936 | not to come, it will be now; if it be not ... |
| 25937 | the readiness is all. Since no man knows a... |
| 25938 | what is't to leave betimes? Let be. |
| 25939 | Enter King, Queen, Laertes, Osric, and Lor... |
| 25940 | Attendants with foils and gauntl... |
| 25941 | A table and flagons of wine on ... |
| 25942 | King. Come, Hamlet, come, and take this hand... |
| 25943 | [The King puts Laertes' ha... |
| 25944 | Ham. Give me your pardon, sir. I have done y... |
| 25945 | But pardon't, as you are a gentleman. |
| 25946 | This presence knows, |
| 25947 | And you must needs have heard, how I am pu... |
| 25948 | With sore distraction. What I have done |
| 25949 | That might your nature, honour, and exception |
| 25950 | Roughly awake, I here proclaim was madness. |
| 25951 | Was't Hamlet wrong'd Laertes? Never Hamlet. |
| 25952 | If Hamlet from himself be taken away, |
| 25953 | And when he's not himself does wrong Laertes, |
| 25954 | Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it. |
| 25955 | Who does it, then? His madness. If't be so, |
| 25956 | Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd; |
| 25957 | His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy. |
| 25958 | Sir, in this audience, |
| 25959 | Let my disclaiming from a purpos'd evil |
| 25960 | Free me so far in your most generous thoug... |
| 25961 | That I have shot my arrow o'er the house |
| 25962 | And hurt my brother. |
| 25963 | Laer. I am satisfied in nature, |
| 25964 | Whose motive in this case should stir me most |
| 25965 | To my revenge. But in my terms of honour |
| 25966 | I stand aloof, and will no reconcilement |
| 25967 | Till by some elder masters of known honour |
| 25968 | I have a voice and precedent of peace |
| 25969 | To keep my name ungor'd. But till that time |
| 25970 | I do receive your offer'd love like love, |
| 25971 | And will not wrong it. |
| 25972 | Ham. I embrace it freely, |
| 25973 | And will this brother's wager frankly play. |
| 25974 | Give us the foils. Come on. |
| 25975 | Laer. Come, one for me. |
| 25976 | Ham. I'll be your foil, Laertes. In mine ign... |
| 25977 | Your skill shall, like a star i' th' darke... |
| 25978 | Stick fiery off indeed. |
| 25979 | Laer. You mock me, sir. |
| 25980 | Ham. No, by this bad. |
| 25981 | King. Give them the foils, young Osric. Cous... |
| 25982 | You know the wager? |
| 25983 | Ham. Very well, my lord. |
| 25984 | Your Grace has laid the odds o' th' weaker... |
| 25985 | King. I do not fear it, I have seen you both; |
| 25986 | But since he is better'd, we have therefor... |
| 25987 | Laer. This is too heavy; let me see another. |
| 25988 | Ham. This likes me well. These foils have al... |
| 25989 | ... |
| 25990 | Osr. Ay, my good lord. |
| 25991 | King. Set me the stoups of wine upon that ta... |
| 25992 | If Hamlet give the first or second hit, |
| 25993 | Or quit in answer of the third exchange, |
| 25994 | Let all the battlements their ordnance fire; |
| 25995 | The King shall drink to Hamlet's better br... |
| 25996 | And in the cup an union shall he throw |
| 25997 | Richer than that which four successive kings |
| 25998 | In Denmark's crown have worn. Give me the ... |
| 25999 | And let the kettle to the trumpet speak, |
| 26000 | The trumpet to the cannoneer without, |
| 26001 | The cannons to the heavens, the heaven to ... |
| 26002 | 'Now the King drinks to Hamlet.' Come, begin. |
| 26003 | And you the judges, bear a wary eye. |
| 26004 | Ham. Come on, sir. |
| 26005 | Laer. Come, my lord. ... |
| 26006 | Ham. One. |
| 26007 | Laer. No. |
| 26008 | Ham. Judgment! |
| 26009 | Osr. A hit, a very palpable hit. |
| 26010 | Laer. Well, again! |
| 26011 | King. Stay, give me drink. Hamlet, this pear... |
| 26012 | Here's to thy health. |
| 26013 | [Drum; trumpets sound; a piece ... |
| 26014 | Give him the cup. |
| 26015 | Ham. I'll play this bout first; set it by aw... |
| 26016 | Come. (They play.) Another hit. What say you? |
| 26017 | Laer. A touch, a touch; I do confess't. |
| 26018 | King. Our son shall win. |
| 26019 | Queen. He's fat, and scant of breath. |
| 26020 | Here, Hamlet, take my napkin, rub thy brow... |
| 26021 | The Queen carouses to thy fortune, Hamlet. |
| 26022 | Ham. Good madam! |
| 26023 | King. Gertrude, do not drink. |
| 26024 | Queen. I will, my lord; I pray you pardon me... |
| 26025 | King. [aside] It is the poison'd cup; it is ... |
| 26026 | Ham. I dare not drink yet, madam; by-and-by. |
| 26027 | Queen. Come, let me wipe thy face. |
| 26028 | Laer. My lord, I'll hit him now. |
| 26029 | King. I do not think't. |
| 26030 | Laer. [aside] And yet it is almost against m... |
| 26031 | Ham. Come for the third, Laertes! You but da... |
| 26032 | pray You Pass with your best violence; |
| 26033 | I am afeard You make a wanton of me. |
| 26034 | Laer. Say you so? Come on. ... |
| 26035 | Osr. Nothing neither way. |
| 26036 | Laer. Have at you now! |
| 26037 | [Laertes wounds Hamlet; then] ... |
| 26038 | change rapiers, [and Hamle... |
| 26039 | King. Part them! They are incens'd. |
| 26040 | Ham. Nay come! again! ... |
| 26041 | Osr. Look to the Queen there, ho! |
| 26042 | Hor. They bleed on both sides. How is it, my... |
| 26043 | Osr. How is't, Laertes? |
| 26044 | Laer. Why, as a woodcock to mine own springe... |
| 26045 | I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery. |
| 26046 | Ham. How does the Queen? |
| 26047 | King. She sounds to see them bleed. |
| 26048 | Queen. No, no! the drink, the drink! O my de... |
| 26049 | The drink, the drink! I am poison'd. ... |
| 26050 | Ham. O villany! Ho! let the door be lock'd. |
| 26051 | Treachery! Seek it out. |
| 26052 | ... |
| 26053 | Laer. It is here, Hamlet. Hamlet, thou art s... |
| 26054 | No medicine in the world can do thee good. |
| 26055 | In thee there is not half an hour of life. |
| 26056 | The treacherous instrument is in thy hand, |
| 26057 | Unbated and envenom'd. The foul practice |
| 26058 | Hath turn'd itself on me. Lo, here I lie, |
| 26059 | Never to rise again. Thy mother's poison'd. |
| 26060 | I can no more. The King, the King's to bla... |
| 26061 | Ham. The point envenom'd too? |
| 26062 | Then, venom, to thy work. ... |
| 26063 | All. Treason! treason! |
| 26064 | King. O, yet defend me, friends! I am but hurt. |
| 26065 | Ham. Here, thou incestuous, murd'rous, damne... |
| 26066 | Drink off this potion! Is thy union here? |
| 26067 | Follow my mother. ... |
| 26068 | Laer. He is justly serv'd. |
| 26069 | It is a poison temper'd by himself. |
| 26070 | Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet. |
| 26071 | Mine and my father's death come not upon t... |
| 26072 | Nor thine on me! ... |
| 26073 | Ham. Heaven make thee free of it! I follow t... |
| 26074 | I am dead, Horatio. Wretched queen, adieu! |
| 26075 | You that look pale and tremble at this cha... |
| 26076 | That are but mutes or audience to this act, |
| 26077 | Had I but time (as this fell sergeant, Death, |
| 26078 | Is strict in his arrest) O, I could tell you- |
| 26079 | But let it be. Horatio, I am dead; |
| 26080 | Thou liv'st; report me and my cause aright |
| 26081 | To the unsatisfied. |
| 26082 | Hor. Never believe it. |
| 26083 | I am more an antique Roman than a Dane. |
| 26084 | Here's yet some liquor left. |
| 26085 | Ham. As th'art a man, |
| 26086 | Give me the cup. Let go! By heaven, I'll h... |
| 26087 | O good Horatio, what a wounded name |
| 26088 | (Things standing thus unknown) shall live ... |
| 26089 | If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, |
| 26090 | Absent thee from felicity awhile, |
| 26091 | And in this harsh world draw thy breath in... |
| 26092 | To tell my story. [March afar off,... |
| 26093 | What warlike noise is this? |
| 26094 | Osr. Young Fortinbras, with conquest come fr... |
| 26095 | To the ambassadors of England gives |
| 26096 | This warlike volley. |
| 26097 | Ham. O, I die, Horatio! |
| 26098 | The potent poison quite o'ercrows my spirit. |
| 26099 | I cannot live to hear the news from England, |
| 26100 | But I do prophesy th' election lights |
| 26101 | On Fortinbras. He has my dying voice. |
| 26102 | So tell him, with th' occurrents, more and... |
| 26103 | Which have solicited- the rest is silence.... |
| 26104 | Hor. Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, s... |
| 26105 | And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest! |
| 26106 | ... |
| 26107 | Why does the drum come hither? |
| 26108 | Enter Fortinbras and English Ambassadors, ... |
| 26109 | Colours, and Attendants. |
| 26110 | Fort. Where is this sight? |
| 26111 | Hor. What is it you will see? |
| 26112 | If aught of woe or wonder, cease your search. |
| 26113 | Fort. This quarry cries on havoc. O proud De... |
| 26114 | What feast is toward in thine eternal cell |
| 26115 | That thou so many princes at a shot |
| 26116 | So bloodily hast struck. |
| 26117 | Ambassador. The sight is dismal; |
| 26118 | And our affairs from England come too late. |
| 26119 | The ears are senseless that should give us... |
| 26120 | To tell him his commandment is fulfill'd |
| 26121 | That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead. |
| 26122 | Where should We have our thanks? |
| 26123 | Hor. Not from his mouth, |
| 26124 | Had it th' ability of life to thank you. |
| 26125 | He never gave commandment for their death. |
| 26126 | But since, so jump upon this bloody question, |
| 26127 | You from the Polack wars, and you from Eng... |
| 26128 | Are here arriv'd, give order that these bo... |
| 26129 | High on a stage be placed to the view; |
| 26130 | And let me speak to the yet unknowing world |
| 26131 | How these things came about. So shall You ... |
| 26132 | Of carnal, bloody and unnatural acts; |
| 26133 | Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters; |
| 26134 | Of deaths put on by cunning and forc'd cause; |
| 26135 | And, in this upshot, purposes mistook |
| 26136 | Fall'n on th' inventors' heads. All this c... |
| 26137 | Truly deliver. |
| 26138 | Fort. Let us haste to hear it, |
| 26139 | And call the noblest to the audience. |
| 26140 | For me, with sorrow I embrace my fortune. |
| 26141 | I have some rights of memory in this kingdom |
| 26142 | Which now, to claim my vantage doth invite... |
| 26143 | Hor. Of that I shall have also cause to speak, |
| 26144 | And from his mouth whose voice will draw o... |
| 26145 | But let this same be presently perform'd, |
| 26146 | Even while men's minds are wild, lest more... |
| 26147 | On plots and errors happen. |
| 26148 | Fort. Let four captains |
| 26149 | Bear Hamlet like a soldier to the stage; |
| 26150 | For he was likely, had he been put on, |
| 26151 | To have prov'd most royally; and for his p... |
| 26152 | The soldiers' music and the rites of war |
| 26153 | Speak loudly for him. |
| 26154 | Take up the bodies. Such a sight as this |
| 26155 | Becomes the field but here shows much amiss. |
| 26156 | Go, bid the soldiers shoot. |
| 26157 | Exeunt marching; after the which a... |
| 26158 | ... |
| 26159 | THE END |
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| 26169 | THE FIRST PART OF KING HENRY THE FOURTH |
| 26170 | by William Shakespeare |
| 26171 | Dramatis Personae |
| 26172 | King Henry the Fourth. |
| 26173 | Henry, Prince of Wales, son to the King. |
| 26174 | Prince John of Lancaster, son to the King. |
| 26175 | Earl of Westmoreland. |
| 26176 | Sir Walter Blunt. |
| 26177 | Thomas Percy, Earl of Worcester. |
| 26178 | Henry Percy, Earl of Northumberland. |
| 26179 | Henry Percy, surnamed Hotspur, his son. |
| 26180 | Edmund Mortimer, Earl of March. |
| 26181 | Richard Scroop, Archbishop of York. |
| 26182 | Archibald, Earl of Douglas. |
| 26183 | Owen Glendower. |
| 26184 | Sir Richard Vernon. |
| 26185 | Sir John Falstaff. |
| 26186 | Sir Michael, a friend to the Archbishop of Y... |
| 26187 | Poins. |
| 26188 | Gadshill |
| 26189 | Peto. |
| 26190 | Bardolph. |
| 26191 | Lady Percy, wife to Hotspur, and sister to M... |
| 26192 | Lady Mortimer, daughter to Glendower, and wi... |
| 26193 | Mistress Quickly, hostess of the Boar's Head... |
| 26194 | Lords, Officers, Sheriff, Vintner, Chamberla... |
| 26195 | Carriers, Travellers, and Attendants. |
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| 26204 | SCENE.--England and Wales. |
| 26205 | ACT I. Scene I. |
| 26206 | London. The Palace. |
| 26207 | Enter the King, Lord John of Lancaster, Earl o... |
| 26208 | [Sir Walter Blunt,] with others. |
| 26209 | King. So shaken as we are, so wan with care, |
| 26210 | Find we a time for frighted peace to pant |
| 26211 | And breathe short-winded accents of new br... |
| 26212 | To be commenc'd in stronds afar remote. |
| 26213 | No more the thirsty entrance of this soil |
| 26214 | Shall daub her lips with her own children'... |
| 26215 | No more shall trenching war channel her fi... |
| 26216 | Nor Bruise her flow'rets with the armed hoofs |
| 26217 | Of hostile paces. Those opposed eyes |
| 26218 | Which, like the meteors of a troubled heaven, |
| 26219 | All of one nature, of one substance bred, |
| 26220 | Did lately meet in the intestine shock |
| 26221 | And furious close of civil butchery, |
| 26222 | Shall now in mutual well-beseeming ranks |
| 26223 | March all one way and be no more oppos'd |
| 26224 | Against acquaintance, kindred, and allies. |
| 26225 | The edge of war, like an ill-sheathed knife, |
| 26226 | No more shall cut his master. Therefore, f... |
| 26227 | As far as to the sepulchre of Christ- |
| 26228 | Whose soldier now, under whose blessed cross |
| 26229 | We are impressed and engag'd to fight- |
| 26230 | Forthwith a power of English shall we levy, |
| 26231 | Whose arms were moulded in their mother's ... |
| 26232 | To chase these pagans in those holy fields |
| 26233 | Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet |
| 26234 | Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd |
| 26235 | For our advantage on the bitter cross. |
| 26236 | But this our purpose now is twelvemonth old, |
| 26237 | And bootless 'tis to tell you we will go. |
| 26238 | Therefore we meet not now. Then let me hear |
| 26239 | Of you, my gentle cousin Westmoreland, |
| 26240 | What yesternight our Council did decree |
| 26241 | In forwarding this dear expedience. |
| 26242 | West. My liege, this haste was hot in question |
| 26243 | And many limits of the charge set down |
| 26244 | But yesternight; when all athwart there ca... |
| 26245 | A post from Wales, loaden with heavy news; |
| 26246 | Whose worst was that the noble Mortimer, |
| 26247 | Leading the men of Herefordshire to fight |
| 26248 | Against the irregular and wild Glendower, |
| 26249 | Was by the rude hands of that Welshman taken, |
| 26250 | A thousand of his people butchered; |
| 26251 | Upon whose dead corpse there was such misuse, |
| 26252 | Such beastly shameless transformation, |
| 26253 | By those Welshwomen done as may not be |
| 26254 | Without much shame retold or spoken of. |
| 26255 | King. It seems then that the tidings of this... |
| 26256 | Brake off our business for the Holy Land. |
| 26257 | West. This, match'd with other, did, my grac... |
| 26258 | For more uneven and unwelcome news |
| 26259 | Came from the North, and thus it did import: |
| 26260 | On Holy-rood Day the gallant Hotspur there, |
| 26261 | Young Harry Percy, and brave Archibald, |
| 26262 | That ever-valiant and approved Scot, |
| 26263 | At Holmedon met, |
| 26264 | Where they did spend a sad and bloody hour; |
| 26265 | As by discharge of their artillery |
| 26266 | And shape of likelihood the news was told; |
| 26267 | For he that brought them, in the very heat |
| 26268 | And pride of their contention did take horse, |
| 26269 | Uncertain of the issue any way. |
| 26270 | King. Here is a dear, a true-industrious fri... |
| 26271 | Sir Walter Blunt, new lighted from his horse, |
| 26272 | Stain'd with the variation of each soil |
| 26273 | Betwixt that Holmedon and this seat of ours, |
| 26274 | And he hath brought us smooth and welcome ... |
| 26275 | The Earl of Douglas is discomfited; |
| 26276 | Ten thousand bold Scots, two-and-twenty kn... |
| 26277 | Balk'd in their own blood did Sir Walter see |
| 26278 | On Holmedon's plains. Of prisoners, Hotspu... |
| 26279 | Mordake Earl of Fife and eldest son |
| 26280 | To beaten Douglas, and the Earl of Athol, |
| 26281 | Of Murray, Angus, and Menteith. |
| 26282 | And is not this an honourable spoil? |
| 26283 | A gallant prize? Ha, cousin, is it not? |
| 26284 | West. In faith, |
| 26285 | It is a conquest for a prince to boast of. |
| 26286 | King. Yea, there thou mak'st me sad, and mak... |
| 26287 | In envy that my Lord Northumberland |
| 26288 | Should be the father to so blest a son- |
| 26289 | A son who is the theme of honour's tongue, |
| 26290 | Amongst a grove the very straightest plant; |
| 26291 | Who is sweet Fortune's minion and her pride; |
| 26292 | Whilst I, by looking on the praise of him, |
| 26293 | See riot and dishonour stain the brow |
| 26294 | Of my young Harry. O that it could be prov'd |
| 26295 | That some night-tripping fairy had exchang'd |
| 26296 | In cradle clothes our children where they ... |
| 26297 | And call'd mine Percy, his Plantagenet! |
| 26298 | Then would I have his Harry, and he mine. |
| 26299 | But let him from my thoughts. What think y... |
| 26300 | Of this young Percy's pride? The prisoners |
| 26301 | Which he in this adventure hath surpris'd |
| 26302 | To his own use he keeps, and sends me word |
| 26303 | I shall have none but Mordake Earl of Fife. |
| 26304 | West. This is his uncle's teaching, this Wor... |
| 26305 | Malevolent to you In all aspects, |
| 26306 | Which makes him prune himself and bristle up |
| 26307 | The crest of youth against your dignity. |
| 26308 | King. But I have sent for him to answer this; |
| 26309 | And for this cause awhile we must neglect |
| 26310 | Our holy purpose to Jerusalem. |
| 26311 | Cousin, on Wednesday next our council we |
| 26312 | Will hold at Windsor. So inform the lords; |
| 26313 | But come yourself with speed to us again; |
| 26314 | For more is to be said and to be done |
| 26315 | Than out of anger can be uttered. |
| 26316 | West. I will my liege. ... |
| 26317 | Scene II. |
| 26318 | London. An apartment of the Prince's. |
| 26319 | Enter Prince of Wales and Sir John Falstaff. |
| 26320 | Fal. Now, Hal, what time of day is it, lad? |
| 26321 | Prince. Thou art so fat-witted with drinking... |
| 26322 | unbuttoning thee after supper, and sleepin... |
| 26323 | noon, that thou hast forgotten to demand t... |
| 26324 | wouldest truly know. What a devil hast tho... |
| 26325 | of the day, Unless hours were cups of sack... |
| 26326 | and clocks the tongues of bawds, and dials... |
| 26327 | houses, and the blessed sun himself a fair... |
| 26328 | flame-coloured taffeta, I see no reason wh... |
| 26329 | superfluous to demand the time of the day. |
| 26330 | Fal. Indeed you come near me now, Hal; for w... |
| 26331 | by the moon And the seven stars, and not b... |
| 26332 | wand'ring knight so fair. And I prithee, s... |
| 26333 | king, as, God save thy Grace-Majesty I sho... |
| 26334 | wilt have none- |
| 26335 | Prince. What, none? |
| 26336 | Fal. No, by my troth; not so much as will se... |
| 26337 | an egg and butter. |
| 26338 | Prince. Well, how then? Come, roundly, roundly. |
| 26339 | Fal. Marry, then, sweet wag, when thou art k... |
| 26340 | are squires of the night's body be called ... |
| 26341 | beauty. Let us be Diana's Foresters, Gentl... |
| 26342 | Minions of the Moon; and let men say we be... |
| 26343 | government, being governed as the sea is, ... |
| 26344 | mistress the moon, under whose countenance... |
| 26345 | Prince. Thou sayest well, and it holds well ... |
| 26346 | us that are the moon's men doth ebb and fl... |
| 26347 | governed, as the sea is, by the moon. As, ... |
| 26348 | of gold most resolutely snatch'd on Monday... |
| 26349 | dissolutely spent on Tuesday morning; got ... |
| 26350 | and spent with crying 'Bring in'; now ill ... |
| 26351 | foot of the ladder, and by-and-by in as hi... |
| 26352 | of the gallows. |
| 26353 | Fal. By the Lord, thou say'st true, lad- and... |
| 26354 | the tavern a most sweet wench? |
| 26355 | Prince. As the honey of Hybla, my old lad of... |
| 26356 | a buff jerkin a most sweet robe of durance? |
| 26357 | Fal. How now, how now, mad wag? What, in thy... |
| 26358 | quiddities? What a plague have I to do wit... |
| 26359 | Prince. Why, what a pox have I to do with my... |
| 26360 | Fal. Well, thou hast call'd her to a reckoni... |
| 26361 | Prince. Did I ever call for thee to pay thy ... |
| 26362 | Fal. No; I'll give thee thy due, thou hast p... |
| 26363 | Prince. Yea, and elsewhere, so far as my coi... |
| 26364 | where it would not, I have used my credit. |
| 26365 | Fal. Yea, and so us'd it that, were it not h... |
| 26366 | art heir apparent- But I prithee, sweet wa... |
| 26367 | gallows standing in England when thou art ... |
| 26368 | thus fubb'd as it is with the rusty curb o... |
| 26369 | law? Do not thou, when thou art king, hang... |
| 26370 | Prince. No; thou shalt. |
| 26371 | Fal. Shall I? O rare! By the Lord, I'll be a... |
| 26372 | Prince. Thou judgest false already. I mean, ... |
| 26373 | hanging of the thieves and so become a rar... |
| 26374 | Fal. Well, Hal, well; and in some sort it ju... |
| 26375 | well as waiting in the court, I can tell you. |
| 26376 | Prince. For obtaining of suits? |
| 26377 | Fal. Yea, for obtaining of suits, whereof th... |
| 26378 | wardrobe. 'Sblood, I am as melancholy as a... |
| 26379 | bear. |
| 26380 | Prince. Or an old lion, or a lover's lute. |
| 26381 | Fal. Yea, or the drone of a Lincolnshire bag... |
| 26382 | Prince. What sayest thou to a hare, or the m... |
| 26383 | Ditch? |
| 26384 | Fal. Thou hast the most unsavoury similes, a... |
| 26385 | comparative, rascalliest, sweet young prin... |
| 26386 | trouble me no more with vanity. I would to... |
| 26387 | where a commodity of good names were to be... |
| 26388 | the Council rated me the other day in the ... |
| 26389 | but I mark'd him not; and yet he talked ve... |
| 26390 | regarded him not; and yet he talk'd wisely... |
| 26391 | too. |
| 26392 | Prince. Thou didst well; for wisdom cries ou... |
| 26393 | no man regards it. |
| 26394 | Fal. O, thou hast damnable iteration, and ar... |
| 26395 | corrupt a saint. Thou hast done much harm ... |
| 26396 | forgive thee for it! Before I knew thee, H... |
| 26397 | now am I, if a man should speak truly, lit... |
| 26398 | the wicked. I must give over this life, an... |
| 26399 | By the Lord, an I do not, I am a villain! ... |
| 26400 | never a king's son in Christendom. |
| 26401 | Prince. Where shall we take a purse tomorrow... |
| 26402 | Fal. Zounds, where thou wilt, lad! I'll make... |
| 26403 | me villain and baffle me. |
| 26404 | Prince. I see a good amendment of life in th... |
| 26405 | purse-taking. |
| 26406 | Fal. Why, Hal, 'tis my vocation, Hal. 'Tis n... |
| 26407 | labour in his vocation. |
| 26408 | Enter Poins. |
| 26409 | Poins! Now shall we know if Gadshill have ... |
| 26410 | were to be saved by merit, what hole in he... |
| 26411 | him? This is the most omnipotent villain t... |
| 26412 | to a true man. |
| 26413 | Prince. Good morrow, Ned. |
| 26414 | Poins. Good morrow, sweet Hal. What says Mon... |
| 26415 | says Sir John Sack and Sugar? Jack, how ag... |
| 26416 | about thy soul, that thou soldest him on G... |
| 26417 | cup of Madeira and a cold capon's leg? |
| 26418 | Prince. Sir John stands to his word, the dev... |
| 26419 | bargain; for he was never yet a breaker of... |
| 26420 | the devil his due. |
| 26421 | Poins. Then art thou damn'd for keeping thy ... |
| 26422 | Prince. Else he had been damn'd for cozening... |
| 26423 | Poins. But, my lads, my lads, to-morrow morn... |
| 26424 | early, at Gadshill! There are pilgrims gon... |
| 26425 | rich offerings, and traders riding to Lond... |
| 26426 | have vizards for you all; you have horses ... |
| 26427 | Gadshill lies to-night in Rochester. I hav... |
| 26428 | to-morrow night in Eastcheap. We may do it... |
| 26429 | you will go, I will stuff your purses full... |
| 26430 | not, tarry at home and be hang'd! |
| 26431 | Fal. Hear ye, Yedward: if I tarry at home an... |
| 26432 | for going. |
| 26433 | Poins. You will, chops? |
| 26434 | Fal. Hal, wilt thou make one? |
| 26435 | Prince. Who, I rob? I a thief? Not I, by my ... |
| 26436 | Fal. There's neither honesty, manhood, nor g... |
| 26437 | nor thou cam'st not of the blood royal if ... |
| 26438 | for ten shillings. |
| 26439 | Prince. Well then, once in my days I'll be a... |
| 26440 | Fal. Why, that's well said. |
| 26441 | Prince. Well, come what will, I'll tarry at ... |
| 26442 | Fal. By the Lord, I'll be a traitor then, wh... |
| 26443 | Prince. I care not. |
| 26444 | Poins. Sir John, I prithee, leave the Prince... |
| 26445 | lay him down such reasons for this adventu... |
| 26446 | Fal. Well, God give thee the spirit of persu... |
| 26447 | of profiting, that what thou speakest may ... |
| 26448 | may be believed, that the true prince may ... |
| 26449 | prove a false thief; for the poor abuses o... |
| 26450 | countenance. Farewell; you shall find me i... |
| 26451 | Prince. Farewell, thou latter spring! farewe... |
| 26452 | ... |
| 26453 | Poins. Now, my good sweet honey lord, ride w... |
| 26454 | have a jest to execute that I cannot manag... |
| 26455 | Bardolph, Peto, and Gadshill shall rob tho... |
| 26456 | already waylaid; yourself and I will not b... |
| 26457 | have the booty, if you and I do not rob th... |
| 26458 | from my shoulders. |
| 26459 | Prince. How shall we part with them in setti... |
| 26460 | Poins. Why, we will set forth before or afte... |
| 26461 | a place of meeting, wherein it is at our p... |
| 26462 | then will they adventure upon the exploit ... |
| 26463 | shall have no sooner achieved, but we'll s... |
| 26464 | Prince. Yea, but 'tis like that they will kn... |
| 26465 | our habits, and by every other appointment... |
| 26466 | Poins. Tut! our horses they shall not see- I... |
| 26467 | wood; our wizards we will change after we ... |
| 26468 | sirrah, I have cases of buckram for the no... |
| 26469 | noted outward garments. |
| 26470 | Prince. Yea, but I doubt they will be too ha... |
| 26471 | Poins. Well, for two of them, I know them to... |
| 26472 | cowards as ever turn'd back; and for the t... |
| 26473 | longer than he sees reason, I'll forswear ... |
| 26474 | this jest will lie the incomprehensible li... |
| 26475 | rogue will tell us when we meet at supper:... |
| 26476 | he fought with; what wards, what blows, wh... |
| 26477 | endured; and in the reproof of this lies t... |
| 26478 | Prince. Well, I'll go with thee. Provide us ... |
| 26479 | and meet me to-night in Eastcheap. There I... |
| 26480 | Poins. Farewell, my lord. ... |
| 26481 | Prince. I know you all, and will awhile uphold |
| 26482 | The unyok'd humour of your idleness. |
| 26483 | Yet herein will I imitate the sun, |
| 26484 | Who doth permit the base contagious clouds |
| 26485 | To smother up his beauty from the world, |
| 26486 | That, when he please again to lie himself, |
| 26487 | Being wanted, he may be more wond'red at |
| 26488 | By breaking through the foul and ugly mists |
| 26489 | Of vapours that did seem to strangle him. |
| 26490 | If all the year were playing holidays, |
| 26491 | To sport would be as tedious as to work; |
| 26492 | But when they seldom come, they wish'd-for... |
| 26493 | And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents. |
| 26494 | So, when this loose behaviour I throw off |
| 26495 | And pay the debt I never promised, |
| 26496 | By how much better than my word I am, |
| 26497 | By so much shall I falsify men's hopes; |
| 26498 | And, like bright metal on a sullen ground, |
| 26499 | My reformation, glitt'ring o'er my fault, |
| 26500 | Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes |
| 26501 | Than that which hath no foil to set it off. |
| 26502 | I'll so offend to make offence a skill, |
| 26503 | Redeeming time when men think least I will... |
| 26504 | Scene III. |
| 26505 | London. The Palace. |
| 26506 | Enter the King, Northumberland, Worcester, Hot... |
| 26507 | with others. |
| 26508 | King. My blood hath been too cold and temper... |
| 26509 | Unapt to stir at these indignities, |
| 26510 | And you have found me, for accordingly |
| 26511 | You tread upon my patience; but be sure |
| 26512 | I will from henceforth rather be myself, |
| 26513 | Mighty and to be fear'd, than my condition, |
| 26514 | Which hath been smooth as oil, soft as you... |
| 26515 | And therefore lost that title of respect |
| 26516 | Which the proud soul ne'er pays but to the... |
| 26517 | Wor. Our house, my sovereign liege, little d... |
| 26518 | The scourge of greatness to be us'd on it- |
| 26519 | And that same greatness too which our own ... |
| 26520 | Have holp to make so portly. |
| 26521 | North. My lord- |
| 26522 | King. Worcester, get thee gone; for I do see |
| 26523 | Danger and disobedience in thine eye. |
| 26524 | O, sir, your presence is too bold and pere... |
| 26525 | And majesty might never yet endure |
| 26526 | The moody frontier of a servant brow. |
| 26527 | Tou have good leave to leave us. When we need |
| 26528 | 'Your use and counsel, we shall send for you. |
| 26529 | ... |
| 26530 | You were about to speak. |
| 26531 | North. Yea, my good lord. |
| 26532 | Those prisoners in your Highness' name dem... |
| 26533 | Which Harry Percy here at Holmedon took, |
| 26534 | Were, as he says, not with such strength d... |
| 26535 | As is delivered to your Majesty. |
| 26536 | Either envy, therefore, or misprision |
| 26537 | Is guilty of this fault, and not my son. |
| 26538 | Hot. My liege, I did deny no prisoners. |
| 26539 | But I remember, when the fight was done, |
| 26540 | When I was dry with rage and extreme toll, |
| 26541 | Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, |
| 26542 | Came there a certain lord, neat and trimly... |
| 26543 | Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin new re... |
| 26544 | Show'd like a stubble land at harvest home. |
| 26545 | He was perfumed like a milliner, |
| 26546 | And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held |
| 26547 | A pouncet box, which ever and anon |
| 26548 | He gave his nose, and took't away again; |
| 26549 | Who therewith angry, when it next came there, |
| 26550 | Took it in snuff; and still he smil'd and ... |
| 26551 | And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by, |
| 26552 | He call'd them untaught knaves, unmannerly, |
| 26553 | To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse |
| 26554 | Betwixt the wind and his nobility. |
| 26555 | With many holiday and lady terms |
| 26556 | He questioned me, amongst the rest demanded |
| 26557 | My prisoners in your Majesty's behalf. |
| 26558 | I then, all smarting with my wounds being ... |
| 26559 | To be so pest'red with a popingay, |
| 26560 | Out of my grief and my impatience |
| 26561 | Answer'd neglectingly, I know not what- |
| 26562 | He should, or he should not; for he made m... |
| 26563 | To see him shine so brisk, and smell so sw... |
| 26564 | And talk so like a waiting gentlewoman |
| 26565 | Of guns and drums and wounds- God save the... |
| 26566 | And telling me the sovereignest thing on e... |
| 26567 | Was parmacity for an inward bruise; |
| 26568 | And that it was great pity, so it was, |
| 26569 | This villanous saltpetre should be digg'd |
| 26570 | Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, |
| 26571 | Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd |
| 26572 | So cowardly; and but for these vile 'guns, |
| 26573 | He would himself have been a soldier. |
| 26574 | This bald unjointed chat of his, my lord, |
| 26575 | I answered indirectly, as I said, |
| 26576 | And I beseech you, let not his report |
| 26577 | Come current for an accusation |
| 26578 | Betwixt my love and your high majesty. |
| 26579 | Blunt. The circumstance considered, good my ... |
| 26580 | Whate'er Lord Harry Percy then had said |
| 26581 | To such a person, and in such a place, |
| 26582 | At such a time, with all the rest retold, |
| 26583 | May reasonably die, and never rise |
| 26584 | To do him wrong, or any way impeach |
| 26585 | What then he said, so he unsay it now. |
| 26586 | King. Why, yet he doth deny his prisoners, |
| 26587 | But with proviso and exception, |
| 26588 | That we at our own charge shall ransom str... |
| 26589 | His brother-in-law, the foolish Mortimer; |
| 26590 | Who, on my soul, hath wilfully betray'd |
| 26591 | The lives of those that he did lead to fight |
| 26592 | Against that great magician, damn'd Glendo... |
| 26593 | Whose daughter, as we hear, the Earl of March |
| 26594 | Hath lately married. Shall our coffers, then, |
| 26595 | Be emptied to redeem a traitor home? |
| 26596 | Shall we buy treason? and indent with fears |
| 26597 | When they have lost and forfeited themselves? |
| 26598 | No, on the barren mountains let him starve! |
| 26599 | For I shall never hold that man my friend |
| 26600 | Whose tongue shall ask me for one penny cost |
| 26601 | To ransom home revolted Mortimer. |
| 26602 | Hot. Revolted Mortimer? |
| 26603 | He never did fall off, my sovereign liege, |
| 26604 | But by the chance of war. To prove that true |
| 26605 | Needs no more but one tongue for all those... |
| 26606 | Those mouthed wounds, which valiantly he took |
| 26607 | When on the gentle Severn's sedgy bank, |
| 26608 | In single opposition hand to hand, |
| 26609 | He did confound the best part of an hour |
| 26610 | In changing hardiment with great Glendower. |
| 26611 | Three times they breath'd, and three times... |
| 26612 | Upon agreement, of swift Severn's flood; |
| 26613 | Who then, affrighted with their bloody looks, |
| 26614 | Ran fearfully among the trembling reeds |
| 26615 | And hid his crisp head in the hollow bank, |
| 26616 | Bloodstained with these valiant cohabitants. |
| 26617 | Never did base and rotten policy |
| 26618 | Colour her working with such deadly wounds; |
| 26619 | Nor never could the noble Mortimer |
| 26620 | Receive so many, and all willingly. |
| 26621 | Then let not him be slandered with revolt. |
| 26622 | King. Thou dost belie him, Percy, thou dost ... |
| 26623 | He never did encounter with Glendower. |
| 26624 | I tell thee |
| 26625 | He durst as well have met the devil alone |
| 26626 | As Owen Glendower for an enemy. |
| 26627 | Art thou not asham'd? But, sirrah, henceforth |
| 26628 | Let me not hear you speak of Mortimer. |
| 26629 | Send me your prisoners with the speediest ... |
| 26630 | Or you shall hear in such a kind from me |
| 26631 | As will displease you. My Lord Northumberl... |
| 26632 | We license your departure with your son.- |
| 26633 | Send us your prisoners, or you will hear o... |
| 26634 | Exeunt King, ... |
| 26635 | Hot. An if the devil come and roar for them, |
| 26636 | I will not send them. I will after straight |
| 26637 | And tell him so; for I will else my heart, |
| 26638 | Albeit I make a hazard of my head. |
| 26639 | North. What, drunk with choler? Stay, and pa... |
| 26640 | Here comes your uncle. |
| 26641 | Enter Worcester. |
| 26642 | Hot. Speak of Mortimer? |
| 26643 | Zounds, I will speak of him, and let my soul |
| 26644 | Want mercy if I do not join with him! |
| 26645 | Yea, on his part I'll empty all these veins, |
| 26646 | And shed my dear blood drop by drop in the... |
| 26647 | But I will lift the downtrod Mortimer |
| 26648 | As high in the air as this unthankful king, |
| 26649 | As this ingrate and cank'red Bolingbroke. |
| 26650 | North. Brother, the King hath made your neph... |
| 26651 | Wor. Who struck this heat up after I was gone? |
| 26652 | Hot. He will (forsooth) have all my prisoners; |
| 26653 | And when I urg'd the ransom once again |
| 26654 | Of my wive's brother, then his cheek look'... |
| 26655 | And on my face he turn'd an eye of death, |
| 26656 | Trembling even at the name of Mortimer. |
| 26657 | Wor. I cannot blame him. Was not he proclaim'd |
| 26658 | By Richard that dead is, the next of blood? |
| 26659 | North. He was; I heard the proclamation. |
| 26660 | And then it was when the unhappy King |
| 26661 | (Whose wrongs in us God pardon!) did set f... |
| 26662 | Upon his Irish expedition; |
| 26663 | From whence he intercepted did return |
| 26664 | To be depos'd, and shortly murdered. |
| 26665 | Wor. And for whose death we in the world's w... |
| 26666 | Live scandaliz'd and foully spoken of. |
| 26667 | Hot. But soft, I pray you. Did King Richard ... |
| 26668 | Proclaim my brother Edmund Mortimer |
| 26669 | Heir to the crown? |
| 26670 | North. He did; myself did hear it. |
| 26671 | Hot. Nay, then I cannot blame his cousin king, |
| 26672 | That wish'd him on the barren mountains st... |
| 26673 | But shall it be that you, that set the crown |
| 26674 | Upon the head of this forgetful man, |
| 26675 | And for his sake wear the detested blot |
| 26676 | Of murtherous subornation- shall it be |
| 26677 | That you a world of curses undergo, |
| 26678 | Being the agents or base second means, |
| 26679 | The cords, the ladder, or the hangman rather? |
| 26680 | O, pardon me that I descend so low |
| 26681 | To show the line and the predicament |
| 26682 | Wherein you range under this subtile king! |
| 26683 | Shall it for shame be spoken in these days, |
| 26684 | Or fill up chronicles in time to come, |
| 26685 | That men of your nobility and power |
| 26686 | Did gage them both in an unjust behalf |
| 26687 | (As both of you, God pardon it! have done) |
| 26688 | To put down Richard, that sweet lovely rose, |
| 26689 | And plant this thorn, this canker, Bolingb... |
| 26690 | And shall it in more shame be further spoken |
| 26691 | That you are fool'd, discarded, and shook off |
| 26692 | By him for whom these shames ye underwent? |
| 26693 | No! yet time serves wherein you may redeem |
| 26694 | Your banish'd honours and restore yourselves |
| 26695 | Into the good thoughts of the world again; |
| 26696 | Revenge the jeering and disdain'd contempt |
| 26697 | Of this proud king, who studies day and night |
| 26698 | To answer all the debt he owes to you |
| 26699 | Even with the bloody payment of your deaths. |
| 26700 | Therefore I say- |
| 26701 | Wor. Peace, cousin, say no more; |
| 26702 | And now, I will unclasp a secret book, |
| 26703 | And to your quick-conceiving discontents |
| 26704 | I'll read you matter deep and dangerous, |
| 26705 | As full of peril and adventurous spirit |
| 26706 | As to o'erwalk a current roaring loud |
| 26707 | On the unsteadfast footing of a spear. |
| 26708 | Hot. If he fall in, good night, or sink or s... |
| 26709 | Send danger from the east unto the west, |
| 26710 | So honour cross it from the north to south, |
| 26711 | And let them grapple. O, the blood more stirs |
| 26712 | To rouse a lion than to start a hare! |
| 26713 | North. Imagination of some great exploit |
| 26714 | Drives him beyond the bounds of patience. |
| 26715 | Hot. By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap |
| 26716 | To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd... |
| 26717 | Or dive into the bottom of the deep, |
| 26718 | Where fadom line could never touch the gro... |
| 26719 | And pluck up drowned honour by the locks, |
| 26720 | So he that doth redeem her thence might wear |
| 26721 | Without corrival all her dignities; |
| 26722 | But out upon this half-fac'd fellowship! |
| 26723 | Wor. He apprehends a world of figures here, |
| 26724 | But not the form of what he should attend. |
| 26725 | Good cousin, give me audience for a while. |
| 26726 | Hot. I cry you mercy. |
| 26727 | Wor. Those same noble Scots |
| 26728 | That are your prisoners- |
| 26729 | Hot. I'll keep them all. |
| 26730 | By God, he shall not have a Scot of them! |
| 26731 | No, if a Scot would save his soul, he shal... |
| 26732 | I'll keep them, by this hand! |
| 26733 | Wor. You start away. |
| 26734 | And lend no ear unto my purposes. |
| 26735 | Those prisoners you shall keep. |
| 26736 | Hot. Nay, I will! That is flat! |
| 26737 | He said he would not ransom Mortimer, |
| 26738 | Forbade my tongue to speak of Mortimer, |
| 26739 | But I will find him when he lies asleep, |
| 26740 | And in his ear I'll holloa 'Mortimer.' |
| 26741 | Nay; |
| 26742 | I'll have a starling shall be taught to speak |
| 26743 | Nothing but 'Mortimer,' and give it him |
| 26744 | To keep his anger still in motion. |
| 26745 | Wor. Hear you, cousin, a word. |
| 26746 | Hot. All studies here I solemnly defy |
| 26747 | Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke; |
| 26748 | And that same sword-and-buckler Prince of ... |
| 26749 | But that I think his father loves him not |
| 26750 | And would be glad he met with some mischance, |
| 26751 | I would have him poisoned with a pot of ale. |
| 26752 | Wor. Farewell, kinsman. I will talk to you |
| 26753 | When you are better temper'd to attend. |
| 26754 | North. Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient ... |
| 26755 | Art thou to break into this woman's mood, |
| 26756 | Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own! |
| 26757 | Hot. Why, look you, I am whipp'd and scourg'... |
| 26758 | Nettled, and stung with pismires when I hear |
| 26759 | Of this vile politician, Bolingbroke. |
| 26760 | In Richard's time- what do you call the pl... |
| 26761 | A plague upon it! it is in GIoucestershire- |
| 26762 | 'Twas where the madcap Duke his uncle kept- |
| 26763 | His uncle York- where I first bow'd my knee |
| 26764 | Unto this king of smiles, this Bolingbroke- |
| 26765 | 'S blood! |
| 26766 | When you and he came back from Ravenspurgh- |
| 26767 | North. At Berkeley Castle. |
| 26768 | Hot. You say true. |
| 26769 | Why, what a candy deal of courtesy |
| 26770 | This fawning greyhound then did proffer me! |
| 26771 | Look, 'when his infant fortune came to age,' |
| 26772 | And 'gentle Harry Percy,' and 'kind cousin'- |
| 26773 | O, the devil take such cozeners!- God forg... |
| 26774 | Good uncle, tell your tale, for I have done. |
| 26775 | Wor. Nay, if you have not, to it again. |
| 26776 | We will stay your leisure. |
| 26777 | Hot. I have done, i' faith. |
| 26778 | Wor. Then once more to your Scottish prisoners. |
| 26779 | Deliver them up without their ransom strai... |
| 26780 | And make the Douglas' son your only mean |
| 26781 | For powers In Scotland; which, for divers ... |
| 26782 | Which I shall send you written, be assur'd |
| 26783 | Will easily be granted. [To Northumberland... |
| 26784 | Your son in Scotland being thus employ'd, |
| 26785 | Shall secretly into the bosom creep |
| 26786 | Of that same noble prelate well-belov'd, |
| 26787 | The Archbishop. |
| 26788 | Hot. Of York, is it not? |
| 26789 | Wor. True; who bears hard |
| 26790 | His brother's death at Bristow, the Lord S... |
| 26791 | I speak not this in estimation, |
| 26792 | As what I think might be, but what I know |
| 26793 | Is ruminated, plotted, and set down, |
| 26794 | And only stays but to behold the face |
| 26795 | Of that occasion that shall bring it on. |
| 26796 | Hot. I smell it. Upon my life, it will do well. |
| 26797 | North. Before the game is afoot thou still l... |
| 26798 | Hot. Why, it cannot choose but be a noble plot. |
| 26799 | And then the power of Scotland and of York |
| 26800 | To join with Mortimer, ha? |
| 26801 | Wor. And so they shall. |
| 26802 | Hot. In faith, it is exceedingly well aim'd. |
| 26803 | Wor. And 'tis no little reason bids us speed, |
| 26804 | To save our heads by raising of a head; |
| 26805 | For, bear ourselves as even as we can, |
| 26806 | The King will always think him in our debt, |
| 26807 | And think we think ourselves unsatisfied, |
| 26808 | Till he hath found a time to pay us home. |
| 26809 | And see already how he doth begin |
| 26810 | To make us strangers to his looks of love. |
| 26811 | Hot. He does, he does! We'll be reveng'd on ... |
| 26812 | Wor. Cousin, farewell. No further go in this |
| 26813 | Than I by letters shall direct your course. |
| 26814 | When time is ripe, which will be suddenly, |
| 26815 | I'll steal to Glendower and Lord Mortimer, |
| 26816 | Where you and Douglas, and our pow'rs at o... |
| 26817 | As I will fashion it, shall happily meet, |
| 26818 | To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms, |
| 26819 | Which now we hold at much uncertainty. |
| 26820 | North. Farewell, good brother. We shall thri... |
| 26821 | Hot. Uncle, adieu. O, let the hours be short |
| 26822 | Till fields and blows and groans applaud o... |
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| 26831 | ACT II. Scene I. |
| 26832 | Rochester. An inn yard. |
| 26833 | Enter a Carrier with a lantern in his hand. |
| 26834 | 1. Car. Heigh-ho! an it be not four by the d... |
| 26835 | Charles' wain is over the new chimney, and... |
| 26836 | pack'd.- What, ostler! |
| 26837 | Ost. [within] Anon, anon. |
| 26838 | 1. Car. I prithee, Tom, beat Cut's saddle, p... |
| 26839 | point. Poor jade is wrung in the withers o... |
| 26840 | Enter another Carrier. |
| 26841 | 2. Car. Peas and beans are as dank here as a... |
| 26842 | next way to give poor jades the bots. This... |
| 26843 | down since Robin Ostler died. |
| 26844 | 1. Car. Poor fellow never joyed since the pr... |
| 26845 | was the death of him. |
| 26846 | 2. Car. I think this be the most villanous h... |
| 26847 | for fleas. I am stung like a tench. |
| 26848 | 1. Car. Like a tench I By the mass, there is... |
| 26849 | could be better bit than I have been since... |
| 26850 | 2. Car. Why, they will allow us ne'er a jord... |
| 26851 | your chimney, and your chamber-lye breeds ... |
| 26852 | 1. Car. What, ostler! come away and be hang'... |
| 26853 | 2. Car. I have a gammon of bacon and two raz... |
| 26854 | delivered as far as Charing Cross. |
| 26855 | 1. Car. God's body! the turkeys in my pannie... |
| 26856 | What, ostler! A plague on thee! hast thou ... |
| 26857 | head? Canst not hear? An 'twere not as goo... |
| 26858 | break the pate on thee, I am a very villai... |
| 26859 | Hast no faith in thee? |
| 26860 | Enter Gadshill. |
| 26861 | Gads. Good morrow, carriers. What's o'clock? |
| 26862 | 1. Car. I think it be two o'clock. |
| 26863 | Gads. I prithee lend me this lantern to see ... |
| 26864 | stable. |
| 26865 | 1. Car. Nay, by God, soft! I know a trick wo... |
| 26866 | i' faith. |
| 26867 | Gads. I pray thee lend me thine. |
| 26868 | 2. Car. Ay, when? canst tell? Lend me thy la... |
| 26869 | I'll see thee hang'd first! |
| 26870 | Gads. Sirrah carrier, what time do you mean ... |
| 26871 | 2. Car. Time enough to go to bed with a cand... |
| 26872 | Come, neighbour Mugs, we'll call up the ge... |
| 26873 | along with company, for they have great ch... |
| 26874 | ... |
| 26875 | Gads. What, ho! chamberlain! |
| 26876 | Enter Chamberlain. |
| 26877 | Cham. At hand, quoth pickpurse. |
| 26878 | Gads. That's even as fair as- 'at hand, quot... |
| 26879 | thou variest no more from picking of purse... |
| 26880 | doth from labouring: thou layest the plot ... |
| 26881 | Cham. Good morrow, Master Gadshill. It holds... |
| 26882 | you yesternight. There's a franklin in the... |
| 26883 | brought three hundred marks with him in go... |
| 26884 | to one of his company last night at supper... |
| 26885 | one that hath abundance of charge too, God... |
| 26886 | up already and call for eggs and butter. T... |
| 26887 | presently. |
| 26888 | Gads. Sirrah, if they meet not with Saint Ni... |
| 26889 | give thee this neck. |
| 26890 | Cham. No, I'll none of it. I pray thee keep ... |
| 26891 | for I know thou worshippest Saint Nicholas... |
| 26892 | falsehood may. |
| 26893 | Gads. What talkest thou to me of the hangman... |
| 26894 | a fat pair of gallows; for if I hang, old ... |
| 26895 | and thou knowest he is no starveling. Tut!... |
| 26896 | Troyans that thou dream'st not of, the whi... |
| 26897 | content to do the profession some grace; t... |
| 26898 | should be look'd into) for their own credi... |
| 26899 | I am joined with no foot land-rakers, no l... |
| 26900 | strikers, none of these mad mustachio purp... |
| 26901 | with nobility, and tranquillity, burgomast... |
| 26902 | such as can hold in, such as will strike s... |
| 26903 | speak sooner than drink, and drink sooner ... |
| 26904 | zounds, I lie; for they pray continually t... |
| 26905 | commonwealth, or rather, not pray to her, ... |
| 26906 | they ride up and down on her and make her ... |
| 26907 | Cham. What, the commonwealth their boots? Wi... |
| 26908 | in foul way? |
| 26909 | Gads. She will, she will! Justice hath liquo... |
| 26910 | a castle, cocksure. We have the receipt of... |
| 26911 | invisible. |
| 26912 | Cham. Nay, by my faith, I think you are more... |
| 26913 | than to fernseed for your walking invisible. |
| 26914 | Gads. Give me thy hand. Thou shalt have a sh... |
| 26915 | I and a true man. |
| 26916 | Cham. Nay, rather let me have it, as you are... |
| 26917 | Gads. Go to; 'homo' is a common name to all ... |
| 26918 | bring my gelding out of the stable. Farewe... |
| 26919 | ... |
| 26920 | Scene II. |
| 26921 | The highway near Gadshill. |
| 26922 | Enter Prince and Poins. |
| 26923 | Poins. Come, shelter, shelter! I have remov'... |
| 26924 | he frets like a gumm'd velvet. |
| 26925 | Prince. Stand close. ... |
| 26926 | Enter Falstaff. |
| 26927 | Fal. Poins! Poins, and be hang'd! Poins! |
| 26928 | Prince. I comes forward I Peace, ye fat-kidn... |
| 26929 | brawling dost thou keep! |
| 26930 | Fal. Where's Poins, Hal? |
| 26931 | Prince. He is walk'd up to the top of the hi... |
| 26932 | ... |
| 26933 | Fal. I am accurs'd to rob in that thief's co... |
| 26934 | removed my horse and tied him I know not w... |
| 26935 | four foot by the squire further afoot, I s... |
| 26936 | Well, I doubt not but to die a fair death ... |
| 26937 | scape hanging for killing that rogue. I ha... |
| 26938 | hourly any time this two-and-twenty years,... |
| 26939 | with the rogue's company. If the rascal ha... |
| 26940 | medicines to make me love him, I'll be han... |
| 26941 | else. I have drunk medicines. Poins! Hal! ... |
| 26942 | Bardolph! Peto! I'll starve ere I'll rob a... |
| 26943 | 'twere not as good a deed as drink to turn... |
| 26944 | these rogues, I am the veriest varlet that... |
| 26945 | tooth. Eight yards of uneven ground is thr... |
| 26946 | afoot with me, and the stony-hearted villa... |
| 26947 | enough. A plague upon it when thieves cann... |
| 26948 | another! (They whistle.) Whew! A plague up... |
| 26949 | horse, you rogues! give me my horse and be... |
| 26950 | Prince. [comes forward] Peace, ye fat-guts! ... |
| 26951 | close to the ground, and list if thou cans... |
| 26952 | travellers. |
| 26953 | Fal. Have you any levers to lift me up again... |
| 26954 | I'll not bear mine own flesh so far afoot ... |
| 26955 | in thy father's exchequer. What a plague m... |
| 26956 | Prince. Thou liest; thou art not colted, tho... |
| 26957 | Fal. I prithee, good Prince Hal, help me to ... |
| 26958 | son. |
| 26959 | Prince. Out, ye rogue! Shall I be your ostler? |
| 26960 | Fal. Go hang thyself in thine own heir-appar... |
| 26961 | ta'en, I'll peach for this. An I have not ... |
| 26962 | all, and sung to filthy tunes, let a cup o... |
| 26963 | When a jest is so forward- and afoot too- ... |
| 26964 | Enter Gadshill, [Bardolph and Pet... |
| 26965 | Gads. Stand! |
| 26966 | Fal. So I do, against my will. |
| 26967 | Poins. [comes fortward] O, 'tis our setter. ... |
| 26968 | Bardolph, what news? |
| 26969 | Bar. Case ye, case ye! On with your vizards!... |
| 26970 | King's coming down the hill; 'tis going to... |
| 26971 | Fal. You lie, ye rogue! 'Tis going to the Ki... |
| 26972 | Gads. There's enough to make us all. |
| 26973 | Fal. To be hang'd. |
| 26974 | Prince. Sirs, you four shall front them in t... |
| 26975 | Poins and I will walk lower. If they scape... |
| 26976 | then they light on us. |
| 26977 | Peto. How many be there of them? |
| 26978 | Gads. Some eight or ten. |
| 26979 | Fal. Zounds, will they not rob us? |
| 26980 | Prince. What, a coward, Sir John Paunch? |
| 26981 | Fal. Indeed, I am not John of Gaunt, your gr... |
| 26982 | coward, Hal. |
| 26983 | Prince. Well, we leave that to the proof. |
| 26984 | Poins. Sirrah Jack, thy horse stands behind ... |
| 26985 | need'st him, there thou shalt find him. Fa... |
| 26986 | Fal. Now cannot I strike him, if I should be... |
| 26987 | Prince. [aside to Poins] Ned, where are our ... |
| 26988 | Poins. [aside to Prince] Here, hard by. Stan... |
| 26989 | [Exeunt ... |
| 26990 | Fal. Now, my masters, happy man be his dole,... |
| 26991 | his business. |
| 26992 | Enter the Travellers. |
| 26993 | Traveller. Come, neighbour. |
| 26994 | The boy shall lead our horses down the hill; |
| 26995 | We'll walk afoot awhile and ease our legs. |
| 26996 | Thieves. Stand! |
| 26997 | Traveller. Jesus bless us! |
| 26998 | Fal. Strike! down with them! cut the villain... |
| 26999 | whoreson caterpillars! bacon-fed knaves! t... |
| 27000 | with them! fleece them! |
| 27001 | Traveller. O, we are undone, both we and our... |
| 27002 | Fal. Hang ye, gorbellied knaves, are ye undo... |
| 27003 | I would your store were here! On, bacons o... |
| 27004 | young men must live. You are grandjurors, ... |
| 27005 | faith! |
| 27006 | Here they rob and ... |
| 27007 | Enter the Prince and Poins [in buc... |
| 27008 | Prince. The thieves have bound the true men.... |
| 27009 | rob the thieves and go merrily to London, ... |
| 27010 | for a week, laughter for a month, and a go... |
| 27011 | Poins. Stand close! I hear them coming. |
| 27012 | [... |
| 27013 | Enter the Thieves again. |
| 27014 | Fal. Come, my masters, let us share, and the... |
| 27015 | An the Prince and Poins be not two arrant ... |
| 27016 | equity stirring. There's no more valour in... |
| 27017 | wild duck. |
| 27018 | [As they are sharing, the Prince and P... |
| 27019 | them. THey all run away, and Falstaff,... |
| 27020 | two, runs awasy too, leaving the booty... |
| 27021 | Prince. Your money! |
| 27022 | Poins. Villains! |
| 27023 | Prince. Got with much ease. Now merrily to h... |
| 27024 | The thieves are scattered, and possess'd w... |
| 27025 | So strongly that they dare not meet each o... |
| 27026 | Each takes his fellow for an officer. |
| 27027 | Away, good Ned. Falstaff sweats to death |
| 27028 | And lards the lean earth as he walks along. |
| 27029 | Were't not for laughing, I should pity him. |
| 27030 | Poins. How the rogue roar'd! ... |
| 27031 | Scene III. |
| 27032 | Warkworth Castle. |
| 27033 | Enter Hotspur solus, reading a letter. |
| 27034 | Hot. 'But, for mine own part, my lord, I cou... |
| 27035 | be there, in respect of the love I bear yo... |
| 27036 | contented- why is he not then? In respect ... |
| 27037 | our house! He shows in this he loves his o... |
| 27038 | loves our house. Let me see some more. 'Th... |
| 27039 | is dangerous'- Why, that's certain! 'Tis d... |
| 27040 | cold, to sleep, to drink; but I tell you, ... |
| 27041 | this nettle, danger, we pluck this flower,... |
| 27042 | you undertake is dangerous, the friends yo... |
| 27043 | the time itself unsorted, and your whole p... |
| 27044 | counterpoise of so great an opposition.' S... |
| 27045 | I say unto you again, you are a shallow, c... |
| 27046 | lie. What a lack-brain is this! By the Lor... |
| 27047 | plot as ever was laid; our friends true an... |
| 27048 | plot, good friends, and full of expectatio... |
| 27049 | very good friends. What a frosty-spirited ... |
| 27050 | Lord of York commends the plot and the gen... |
| 27051 | action. Zounds, an I were now by this rasc... |
| 27052 | with his lady's fan. Is there not my fathe... |
| 27053 | myself; Lord Edmund Mortimer, my Lord of Y... |
| 27054 | Glendower? Is there not, besides, the Doug... |
| 27055 | their letters to meet me in arms by the ni... |
| 27056 | and are they not some of them set forward ... |
| 27057 | rascal is this! an infidel! Ha! you shall ... |
| 27058 | sincerity of fear and cold heart will he t... |
| 27059 | all our proceedings. O, I could divide mys... |
| 27060 | for moving such a dish of skim milk with s... |
| 27061 | Hang him, let him tell the King! we are pr... |
| 27062 | forward to-night. |
| 27063 | Enter his Lady. |
| 27064 | How now, Kate? I must leave you within the... |
| 27065 | Lady. O my good lord, why are you thus alone? |
| 27066 | For what offence have I this fortnight been |
| 27067 | A banish'd woman from my Harry's bed, |
| 27068 | Tell me, sweet lord, what is't that takes ... |
| 27069 | Thy stomach, pleasure, and thy golden sleep? |
| 27070 | Why dost thou bend thine eyes upon the earth, |
| 27071 | And start so often when thou sit'st alone? |
| 27072 | Why hast thou lost the fresh blood in thy ... |
| 27073 | And given my treasures and my rights of thee |
| 27074 | To thick-ey'd musing and curs'd melancholy? |
| 27075 | In thy faint slumbers I by thee have watch'd, |
| 27076 | And heard thee murmur tales of iron wars, |
| 27077 | Speak terms of manage to thy bounding steed, |
| 27078 | Cry 'Courage! to the field!' And thou hast... |
| 27079 | Of sallies and retires, of trenches, tent, |
| 27080 | Of palisadoes, frontiers, parapets, |
| 27081 | Of basilisks, of cannon, culverin, |
| 27082 | Of prisoners' ransom, and of soldiers slain, |
| 27083 | And all the currents of a heady fight. |
| 27084 | Thy spirit within thee hath been so at war, |
| 27085 | And thus hath so bestirr'd thee in thy sleep, |
| 27086 | That beads of sweat have stood upon thy brow |
| 27087 | Like bubbles ill a late-disturbed stream, |
| 27088 | And in thy face strange motions have appea... |
| 27089 | Such as we see when men restrain their breath |
| 27090 | On some great sudden hest. O, what portent... |
| 27091 | Some heavy business hath my lord in hand, |
| 27092 | And I must know it, else he loves me not. |
| 27093 | Hot. What, ho! |
| 27094 | [Enter a Servant.] |
| 27095 | Is Gilliams with the packet gone? |
| 27096 | Serv. He is, my lord, an hour ago. |
| 27097 | Hot. Hath Butler brought those horses from t... |
| 27098 | Serv. One horse, my lord, he brought even now. |
| 27099 | Hot. What horse? A roan, a crop-ear, is it not? |
| 27100 | Serv. It is, my lord. |
| 27101 | Hot. That roan shall be my throne. |
| 27102 | Well, I will back him straight. O esperance! |
| 27103 | Bid Butler lead him forth into the park. |
| 27104 | ... |
| 27105 | Lady. But hear you, my lord. |
| 27106 | Hot. What say'st thou, my lady? |
| 27107 | Lady. What is it carries you away? |
| 27108 | Hot. Why, my horse, my love- my horse! |
| 27109 | Lady. Out, you mad-headed ape! |
| 27110 | A weasel hath not such a deal of spleen |
| 27111 | As you are toss'd with. In faith, |
| 27112 | I'll know your business, Harry; that I will! |
| 27113 | I fear my brother Mortimer doth stir |
| 27114 | About his title and hath sent for you |
| 27115 | To line his enterprise; but if you go- |
| 27116 | Hot. So far afoot, I shall be weary, love. |
| 27117 | Lady. Come, come, you paraquito, answer me |
| 27118 | Directly unto this question that I ask. |
| 27119 | I'll break thy little finger, Harry, |
| 27120 | An if thou wilt not tell my all things true. |
| 27121 | Hot. Away. |
| 27122 | Away, you trifler! Love? I love thee not; |
| 27123 | I care not for thee, Kate. This is no world |
| 27124 | To play with mammets and to tilt with lips. |
| 27125 | We must have bloody noses and crack'd crowns, |
| 27126 | And pass them current too. Gods me, my hor... |
| 27127 | What say'st thou, Kate? What wouldst thou ... |
| 27128 | Lady. Do you not love me? do you not indeed? |
| 27129 | Well, do not then; for since you love me not, |
| 27130 | I will not love myself. Do you not love me? |
| 27131 | Nay, tell me if you speak in jest or no. |
| 27132 | Hot. Come, wilt thou see me ride? |
| 27133 | And when I am a-horseback, I will swear |
| 27134 | I love thee infinitely. But hark you. Kate: |
| 27135 | I must not have you henceforth question me |
| 27136 | Whither I go, nor reason whereabout. |
| 27137 | Whither I must, I must; and to conclude, |
| 27138 | This evening must I leave you, gentle Kate. |
| 27139 | I know you wise; but yet no farther wise |
| 27140 | Than Harry Percy's wife; constant you are, |
| 27141 | But yet a woman; and for secrecy, |
| 27142 | No lady closer, for I well believe |
| 27143 | Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know, |
| 27144 | And so far will I trust thee, gentle Kate. |
| 27145 | Lady. How? so far? |
| 27146 | Hot. Not an inch further. But hark you, Kate: |
| 27147 | Whither I go, thither shall you go too; |
| 27148 | To-day will I set forth, to-morrow you. |
| 27149 | Will this content you, Kate,? |
| 27150 | Lady. It must of force. ... |
| 27151 | Scene IV. |
| 27152 | Eastcheap. The Boar's Head Tavern. |
| 27153 | Enter Prince and Poins. |
| 27154 | Prince. Ned, prithee come out of that fat-ro... |
| 27155 | to laugh a little. |
| 27156 | Poins. Where hast been, Hal? |
| 27157 | Prince,. With three or four loggerheads am... |
| 27158 | fourscore hogsheads. I have sounded the ve... |
| 27159 | humility. Sirrah, I am sworn brother to a ... |
| 27160 | can call them all by their christen names,... |
| 27161 | Francis. They take it already upon their s... |
| 27162 | I be but Prince of Wales, yet I am the kin... |
| 27163 | me flatly I am no proud Jack like Falstaff... |
| 27164 | lad of mettle, a good boy (by the Lord, so... |
| 27165 | when I am King of England I shall command ... |
| 27166 | Eastcheap. They call drinking deep, dying ... |
| 27167 | you breathe in your watering, they cry 'he... |
| 27168 | off. To conclude, I am so good a proficien... |
| 27169 | hour that I can drink with any tinker in h... |
| 27170 | my life. I tell thee, Ned, thou hast lost ... |
| 27171 | wert not with me in this action. But, swee... |
| 27172 | name of Ned, I give thee this pennyworth o... |
| 27173 | now into my hand by an under-skinker, one ... |
| 27174 | English in his life than 'Eight shillings ... |
| 27175 | are welcome,' with this shrill addition, '... |
| 27176 | a pint of bastard in the Half-moon,' or so... |
| 27177 | away the time till Falstaff come, I prithe... |
| 27178 | by-room while I question my puny drawer to... |
| 27179 | the sugar; and do thou never leave calling... |
| 27180 | tale to me may be nothing but 'Anon!' Step... |
| 27181 | thee a precedent. |
| 27182 | Poins. Francis! |
| 27183 | Prince. Thou art perfect. |
| 27184 | Poins. Francis! ... |
| 27185 | Enter [Francis, a] Drawer. |
| 27186 | Fran. Anon, anon, sir.- Look down into the P... |
| 27187 | Prince. Come hither, Francis. |
| 27188 | Fran. My lord? |
| 27189 | Prince. How long hast thou to serve, Francis? |
| 27190 | Fran. Forsooth, five years, and as much as to- |
| 27191 | Poins. [within] Francis! |
| 27192 | Fran. Anon, anon, sir. |
| 27193 | Prince. Five year! by'r Lady, a long lease f... |
| 27194 | Pewter. But, Francis, darest thou be so va... |
| 27195 | coward with thy indenture and show it a fa... |
| 27196 | run from it? |
| 27197 | Fran. O Lord, sir, I'll be sworn upon all th... |
| 27198 | could find in my heart- |
| 27199 | Poins. [within] Francis! |
| 27200 | Fran. Anon, sir. |
| 27201 | Prince. How old art thou, Francis? |
| 27202 | Fran. Let me see. About Michaelmas next I sh... |
| 27203 | Poins. [within] Francis! |
| 27204 | Fran. Anon, sir. Pray stay a little, my lord. |
| 27205 | Prince. Nay, but hark you, Francis. For the ... |
| 27206 | 'twas a pennyworth, wast not? |
| 27207 | Fran. O Lord! I would it had been two! |
| 27208 | Prince. I will give thee for it a thousand p... |
| 27209 | wilt, and, thou shalt have it. |
| 27210 | Poins. [within] Francis! |
| 27211 | Fran. Anon, anon. |
| 27212 | Prince. Anon, Francis? No, Francis; but to-m... |
| 27213 | Francis, a Thursday; or indeed, Francis, w... |
| 27214 | Francis- |
| 27215 | Fran. My lord? |
| 27216 | Prince. Wilt thou rob this leathern-jerkin, ... |
| 27217 | not-pated, agate-ring, puke-stocking, cadd... |
| 27218 | smooth-tongue, Spanish-pouch- |
| 27219 | Fran. O Lord, sir, who do you mean? |
| 27220 | Prince. Why then, your brown bastard is your... |
| 27221 | you, Francis, your white canvas doublet wi... |
| 27222 | sir, it cannot come to so much. |
| 27223 | Fran. What, sir? |
| 27224 | Poins. [within] Francis! |
| 27225 | Prince. Away, you rogue! Dost thou not hear ... |
| 27226 | Here they both call him. The Dra... |
| 27227 | not knowin... |
| 27228 | Enter Vintner. |
| 27229 | Vint. What, stand'st thou still, and hear'st... |
| 27230 | to the guests within. [Exit Francis.] My l... |
| 27231 | half-a-dozen more, are at the door. Shall ... |
| 27232 | Prince. Let them alone awhile, and then open... |
| 27233 | ... |
| 27234 | Poins! |
| 27235 | Poins. [within] Anon, anon, sir. |
| 27236 | Enter Poins. |
| 27237 | Prince. Sirrah, Falstaff and the rest of the... |
| 27238 | door. Shall we be merry? |
| 27239 | Poins. As merry as crickets, my lad. But har... |
| 27240 | match have you made with this jest of the ... |
| 27241 | the issue? |
| 27242 | Prince. I am now of all humours that have sh... |
| 27243 | since the old days of goodman Adam to the ... |
| 27244 | present this twelve o'clock at midnight. |
| 27245 | [Enter Francis.] |
| 27246 | What's o'clock, Francis? |
| 27247 | Fran. Anon, anon, sir. ... |
| 27248 | Prince. That ever this fellow should have fe... |
| 27249 | parrot, and yet the son of a woman! His in... |
| 27250 | downstairs, his eloquence the parcel of a ... |
| 27251 | of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the North;... |
| 27252 | six or seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast... |
| 27253 | says to his wife, 'Fie upon this quiet lif... |
| 27254 | sweet Harry,' says she, 'how many hast tho... |
| 27255 | 'Give my roan horse a drench,' says he, an... |
| 27256 | fourteen,' an hour after, 'a trifle, a tri... |
| 27257 | Falstaff. I'll play Percy, and that damn'd... |
| 27258 | Mortimer his wife. 'Rivo!' says the drunka... |
| 27259 | in tallow. |
| 27260 | Enter Falstaff, [Gadshill, Bardolph... |
| 27261 | Francis follows with wine]. |
| 27262 | Poins. Welcome, Jack. Where hast thou been? |
| 27263 | Fal. A plague of all cowards, I say, and a v... |
| 27264 | amen! Give me a cup of sack, boy. Ere I le... |
| 27265 | sew nether-stocks, and mend them and foot ... |
| 27266 | all cowards! Give me a cup of sack, rogue.... |
| 27267 | extant? |
| 27268 | ... |
| 27269 | Prince. Didst thou never see Titan kiss a di... |
| 27270 | Pitiful-hearted butter, that melted at the... |
| 27271 | If thou didst, then behold that compound. |
| 27272 | Fal. You rogue, here's lime in this sack too... |
| 27273 | roguery to be found in villanous man. Yet ... |
| 27274 | a cup of sack with lime in it- a villanous... |
| 27275 | old Jack, die when thou wilt; if manhood, ... |
| 27276 | forgot upon the face of the earth, then am... |
| 27277 | There lives not three good men unhang'd in... |
| 27278 | them is fat, and grows old. God help the w... |
| 27279 | say. I would I were a weaver; I could sing... |
| 27280 | plague of all cowards I say still! |
| 27281 | Prince. How now, woolsack? What mutter you? |
| 27282 | Fal. A king's son! If I do not beat thee out... |
| 27283 | dagger of lath and drive all thy subjects ... |
| 27284 | of wild geese, I'll never wear hair on my ... |
| 27285 | of Wales? |
| 27286 | Prince. Why, you whoreson round man, what's ... |
| 27287 | Fal. Are not you a coward? Answer me to that... |
| 27288 | Poins. Zounds, ye fat paunch, an ye call me ... |
| 27289 | Lord, I'll stab thee. |
| 27290 | Fal. I call thee coward? I'll see thee damn'... |
| 27291 | coward, but I would give a thousand pound ... |
| 27292 | thou canst. You are straight enough in the... |
| 27293 | not who sees Your back. Call you that back... |
| 27294 | plague upon such backing! Give me them tha... |
| 27295 | a cup of sack. I am a rogue if I drunk to-... |
| 27296 | Prince. O villain! thy lips are scarce wip'd... |
| 27297 | last. |
| 27298 | Fal. All is one for that. (He drinketh.) A p... |
| 27299 | still say I. |
| 27300 | Prince. What's the matter? |
| 27301 | Fal. What's the matter? There be four of us ... |
| 27302 | thousand pound this day morning. |
| 27303 | Prince. Where is it, Jack? Where is it? |
| 27304 | Fal. Where is it, Taken from us it is. A hun... |
| 27305 | us! |
| 27306 | Prince. What, a hundred, man? |
| 27307 | Fal. I am a rogue if I were not at half-swor... |
| 27308 | two hours together. I have scap'd by mirac... |
| 27309 | thrust through the doublet, four through t... |
| 27310 | through and through; my sword hack'd like ... |
| 27311 | I never dealt better since I was a man. Al... |
| 27312 | plague of all cowards! Let them speak, If ... |
| 27313 | than truth, they are villains and the sons... |
| 27314 | Prince. Speak, sirs. How was it? |
| 27315 | Gads. We four set upon some dozen- |
| 27316 | Fal. Sixteen at least, my lord. |
| 27317 | Gads. And bound them. |
| 27318 | Peto. No, no, they were not bound. |
| 27319 | Fal. You rogue, they were bound, every man o... |
| 27320 | else- an Ebrew Jew. |
| 27321 | Gads. As we were sharing, some six or seven ... |
| 27322 | Fal. And unbound the rest, and then come in ... |
| 27323 | Prince. What, fought you with them all? |
| 27324 | Fal. All? I know not what you call all, but ... |
| 27325 | fifty of them, I am a bunch of radish! If ... |
| 27326 | three and fifty upon poor old Jack, then a... |
| 27327 | creature. |
| 27328 | Prince. Pray God you have not murd'red some ... |
| 27329 | Fal. Nay, that's past praying for. I have pe... |
| 27330 | I am sure I have paid, two rogues in buckr... |
| 27331 | what, Hal- if I tell thee a lie, spit in m... |
| 27332 | Thou knowest my old ward. Here I lay, and ... |
| 27333 | Four rogues in buckram let drive at me. |
| 27334 | Prince. What, four? Thou saidst but two even... |
| 27335 | Fal. Four, Hal. I told thee four. |
| 27336 | Poins. Ay, ay, he said four. |
| 27337 | Fal. These four came all afront and mainly t... |
| 27338 | no more ado but took all their seven point... |
| 27339 | Prince. Seven? Why, there were but four even... |
| 27340 | Fal. In buckram? |
| 27341 | Poins. Ay, four, in buckram suits. |
| 27342 | Fal. Seven, by these hilts, or I am a villai... |
| 27343 | Prince. [aside to Poins] Prithee let him alo... |
| 27344 | anon. |
| 27345 | Fal. Dost thou hear me, Hal? |
| 27346 | Prince. Ay, and mark thee too, Jack. |
| 27347 | Fal. Do so, for it is worth the list'ning to... |
| 27348 | that I told thee of- |
| 27349 | Prince. So, two more already. |
| 27350 | Fal. Their points being broken- |
| 27351 | Poins. Down fell their hose. |
| 27352 | Fal. Began to give me ground; but I followed... |
| 27353 | foot and hand, and with a thought seven of... |
| 27354 | Prince. O monstrous! Eleven buckram men grow... |
| 27355 | Fal. But, as the devil would have it, three ... |
| 27356 | Kendal green came at my back and let drive... |
| 27357 | dark, Hal, that thou couldst not see thy h... |
| 27358 | Prince. These lies are like their father tha... |
| 27359 | a mountain, open, palpable. Why, thou clay... |
| 27360 | knotty-pated fool, thou whoreson obscene g... |
| 27361 | Fal. What, art thou mad? art thou mad? Is no... |
| 27362 | Prince. Why, how couldst thou know these men... |
| 27363 | it was so dark thou couldst not see thy ha... |
| 27364 | reason. What sayest thou to this? |
| 27365 | Poins. Come, your reason, Jack, your reason. |
| 27366 | Fal. What, upon compulsion? Zounds, an I wer... |
| 27367 | all the racks in the world, I would not te... |
| 27368 | Give you a reason on compulsion? If reason... |
| 27369 | blackberries, I would give no man a reason... |
| 27370 | Prince. I'll be no longer guilty, of this si... |
| 27371 | coward, this bed-presser, this horseback-b... |
| 27372 | of flesh- |
| 27373 | Fal. 'Sblood, you starveling, you elf-skin, ... |
| 27374 | neat's-tongue, you bull's sizzle, you stoc... |
| 27375 | utter what is like thee!- you tailor's yar... |
| 27376 | bowcase, you vile standing tuck! |
| 27377 | Prince. Well, breathe awhile, and then to it... |
| 27378 | hast tired thyself in base comparisons, he... |
| 27379 | Poins. Mark, Jack. |
| 27380 | Prince. We two saw you four set on four, and... |
| 27381 | masters of their wealth. Mark now how a pl... |
| 27382 | down. Then did we two set on you four and,... |
| 27383 | you from your prize, and have it; yea, and... |
| 27384 | in the house. And, Falstaff, you carried y... |
| 27385 | nimbly, with as quick dexterity, and roar'... |
| 27386 | run and roar'd, as ever I heard bullcalf. ... |
| 27387 | to hack thy sword as thou hast done, and t... |
| 27388 | fight! What trick, what device, what start... |
| 27389 | find out to hide thee from this open and a... |
| 27390 | Poins. Come, let's hear, Jack. What trick ha... |
| 27391 | Fal. By the Lord, I knew ye as well as he th... |
| 27392 | you, my masters. Was it for me to kill the... |
| 27393 | I turn upon the true prince? Why, thou kno... |
| 27394 | Hercules; but beware instinct. The lion wi... |
| 27395 | prince. Instinct is a great matter. I was ... |
| 27396 | instinct. I shall think the better of myse... |
| 27397 | life- I for a valiant lion, and thou for a... |
| 27398 | the Lord, lads, I am glad you have the mon... |
| 27399 | the doors. Watch to-night, pray to-morrow.... |
| 27400 | hearts of gold, all the titles of good fel... |
| 27401 | What, shall we be merry? Shall we have a p... |
| 27402 | Prince. Content- and the argument shall be t... |
| 27403 | Fal. Ah, no more of that, Hal, an thou loves... |
| 27404 | Enter Hostess. |
| 27405 | Host. O Jesu, my lord the Prince! |
| 27406 | Prince. How now, my lady the hostess? What s... |
| 27407 | Host. Marry, my lord, there is a nobleman of... |
| 27408 | would speak with you. He says he comes fro... |
| 27409 | Prince. Give him as much as will make him a ... |
| 27410 | back again to my mother. |
| 27411 | Fal. What manner of man is he? |
| 27412 | Host. An old man. |
| 27413 | Fal. What doth gravity out of his bed at mid... |
| 27414 | his answer? |
| 27415 | Prince. Prithee do, Jack. |
| 27416 | Fal. Faith, and I'll send him packing. |
| 27417 | Exit. |
| 27418 | Prince. Now, sirs. By'r Lady, you fought fai... |
| 27419 | did you, Bardolph. You are lions too, you ... |
| 27420 | you will not touch the true prince; no- fie! |
| 27421 | Bard. Faith, I ran when I saw others run. |
| 27422 | Prince. Tell me now in earnest, how came Fal... |
| 27423 | hack'd? |
| 27424 | Peto. Why, he hack'd it with his dagger, and... |
| 27425 | truth out of England but he would make you... |
| 27426 | fight, and persuaded us to do the like. |
| 27427 | Bard. Yea, and to tickle our noses with spea... |
| 27428 | bleed, and then to beslubber our garments ... |
| 27429 | was the blood of true men. I did that I di... |
| 27430 | before- I blush'd to hear his monstrous de... |
| 27431 | Prince. O villain! thou stolest a cup of sac... |
| 27432 | and wert taken with the manner, and ever s... |
| 27433 | extempore. Thou hadst fire and sword on th... |
| 27434 | ran'st away. What instinct hadst thou for it? |
| 27435 | Bard. My lord, do you see these meteors? Do ... |
| 27436 | exhalations? |
| 27437 | Prince. I do. |
| 27438 | Bard. What think you they portend? |
| 27439 | Prince. Hot livers and cold purses. |
| 27440 | Bard. Choler, my lord, if rightly taken. |
| 27441 | Prince. No, if rightly taken, halter. |
| 27442 | Enter Falstaff. |
| 27443 | Here comes lean Jack; here comes bare-bone... |
| 27444 | creature of bombast? How long is't ago, Ja... |
| 27445 | thine own knee? |
| 27446 | Fal. My own knee? When I was about thy years... |
| 27447 | eagle's talent in the waist; I could have ... |
| 27448 | alderman's thumb-ring. A plague of sighing... |
| 27449 | man up like a bladder. There's villanous n... |
| 27450 | Sir John Bracy from your father. You must ... |
| 27451 | morning. That same mad fellow of the North... |
| 27452 | Wales that gave Amamon the bastinado, and ... |
| 27453 | and swore the devil his true liegeman upon... |
| 27454 | hook- what a plague call you him? |
| 27455 | Poins. O, Glendower. |
| 27456 | Fal. Owen, Owen- the same; and his son-in-la... |
| 27457 | Northumberland, and that sprightly Scot of... |
| 27458 | runs a-horseback up a hill perpendicular- |
| 27459 | Prince. He that rides at high speed and with... |
| 27460 | sparrow flying. |
| 27461 | Fal. You have hit it. |
| 27462 | Prince. So did he never the sparrow. |
| 27463 | Fal. Well, that rascal hath good metal in hi... |
| 27464 | Prince. Why, what a rascal art thou then, to... |
| 27465 | running! |
| 27466 | Fal. A-horseback, ye cuckoo! but afoot he wi... |
| 27467 | Prince. Yes, Jack, upon instinct. |
| 27468 | Fal. I grant ye, upon instinct. Well, he is ... |
| 27469 | Mordake, and a thousand bluecaps more. Wor... |
| 27470 | to-night; thy father's beard is turn'd whi... |
| 27471 | may buy land now as cheap as stinking mack... |
| 27472 | Prince. Why then, it is like, if there come ... |
| 27473 | civil buffeting hold, we shall buy maidenh... |
| 27474 | hobnails, by the hundreds. |
| 27475 | Fal. By the mass, lad, thou sayest true; it ... |
| 27476 | good trading that way. But tell me, Hal, a... |
| 27477 | afeard? Thou being heir apparent, could th... |
| 27478 | three such enemies again as that fiend Dou... |
| 27479 | Percy, and that devil Glendower? Art thou ... |
| 27480 | Doth not thy blood thrill at it? |
| 27481 | Prince. Not a whit, i' faith. I lack some of... |
| 27482 | Fal. Well, thou wilt be horribly chid to-mor... |
| 27483 | thy father. If thou love file, practise an... |
| 27484 | Prince. Do thou stand for my father and exam... |
| 27485 | particulars of my life. |
| 27486 | Fal. Shall I? Content. This chair shall be m... |
| 27487 | sceptre, and this cushion my, crown. |
| 27488 | Prince. Thy state is taken for a join'd-stoo... |
| 27489 | for a leaden dagger, and thy precious rich... |
| 27490 | bald crown. |
| 27491 | Fal. Well, an the fire of grace be not quite... |
| 27492 | thou be moved. Give me a cup of sack to ma... |
| 27493 | that it may be thought I have wept; for I ... |
| 27494 | and I will do it in King Cambyses' vein. |
| 27495 | Prince. Well, here is my leg. |
| 27496 | Fal. And here is my speech. Stand aside, nob... |
| 27497 | Host. O Jesu, this is excellent sport, i' fa... |
| 27498 | Fal. Weep not, sweet queen, for trickling te... |
| 27499 | Host. O, the Father, how he holds his counte... |
| 27500 | Fal. For God's sake, lords, convey my tristf... |
| 27501 | For tears do stop the floodgates of her eyes. |
| 27502 | Host. O Jesu, he doth it as like one of thes... |
| 27503 | ever I see! |
| 27504 | Fal. Peace, good pintpot. Peace, good tickle... |
| 27505 | not only marvel where thou spendest thy ti... |
| 27506 | art accompanied. For though the camomile, ... |
| 27507 | on, the faster it grows, yet youth, the mo... |
| 27508 | sooner it wears. That thou art my son I ha... |
| 27509 | word, partly my own opinion, but chiefly a... |
| 27510 | thine eye and a foolish hanging of thy net... |
| 27511 | warrant me. If then thou be son to me, her... |
| 27512 | being son to me, art thou so pointed at? S... |
| 27513 | heaven prove a micher and eat blackberries... |
| 27514 | ask'd. Shall the son of England prove a th... |
| 27515 | question to be ask'd. There is a thing, Ha... |
| 27516 | often heard of, and it is known to many in... |
| 27517 | of pitch. This pitch, as ancient writers d... |
| 27518 | so doth the company thou keepest. For, Har... |
| 27519 | to thee in drink, but in tears; not in ple... |
| 27520 | not in words only, but in woes also: and y... |
| 27521 | man whom I have often noted in thy company... |
| 27522 | name. |
| 27523 | Prince. What manner of man, an it like your ... |
| 27524 | Fal. A goodly portly man, i' faith, and a co... |
| 27525 | look, a pleasing eye, and a most noble car... |
| 27526 | his age some fifty, or, by'r Lady, inclini... |
| 27527 | now I remember me, his name is Falstaff. I... |
| 27528 | lewdly, given, he deceiveth me; for, Harry... |
| 27529 | looks. If then the tree may be known by th... |
| 27530 | by the tree, then, peremptorily I speak it... |
| 27531 | that Falstaff. Him keep with, the rest ban... |
| 27532 | thou naughty varlet, tell me where hast th... |
| 27533 | Prince. Dost thou speak like a king? Do thou... |
| 27534 | play my father. |
| 27535 | Fal. Depose me? If thou dost it half so grav... |
| 27536 | both in word and matter, hang me up by the... |
| 27537 | rabbit-sucker or a poulter's hare. |
| 27538 | Prince. Well, here I am set. |
| 27539 | Fal. And here I stand. Judge, my masters. |
| 27540 | Prince. Now, Harry, whence come you? |
| 27541 | Fal. My noble lord, from Eastcheap. |
| 27542 | Prince. The complaints I hear of thee are gr... |
| 27543 | Fal. 'Sblood, my lord, they are false! Nay, ... |
| 27544 | young prince, i' faith. |
| 27545 | Prince. Swearest thou, ungracious boy? Hence... |
| 27546 | Thou art violently carried away from grace... |
| 27547 | haunts thee in the likeness of an old fat ... |
| 27548 | thy companion. Why dost thou converse with... |
| 27549 | that bolting hutch of beastliness, that sw... |
| 27550 | dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that ... |
| 27551 | guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with the... |
| 27552 | that reverend vice, that grey iniquity, th... |
| 27553 | vanity in years? Wherein is he good, but t... |
| 27554 | it? wherein neat and cleanly, but to carve... |
| 27555 | wherein cunning, but in craft? wherein cra... |
| 27556 | wherein villanous, but in all things? wher... |
| 27557 | nothing? |
| 27558 | Fal. I would your Grace would take me with y... |
| 27559 | Grace? |
| 27560 | Prince. That villanous abominable misleader ... |
| 27561 | that old white-bearded Satan. |
| 27562 | Fal. My lord, the man I know. |
| 27563 | Prince. I know thou dost. |
| 27564 | Fal. But to say I know more harm in him than... |
| 27565 | more than I know. That he is old (the more... |
| 27566 | hairs do witness it; but that he is (savin... |
| 27567 | whoremaster, that I utterly deny. If sack ... |
| 27568 | God help the wicked! If to be old and merr... |
| 27569 | an old host that I know is damn'd. If to b... |
| 27570 | then Pharaoh's lean kine are to be loved. ... |
| 27571 | Banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins... |
| 27572 | Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack Fa... |
| 27573 | Falstaff, and therefore more valiant being... |
| 27574 | Falstaff, banish not him thy Harry's compa... |
| 27575 | Harry's company. Banish plump Jack, and ba... |
| 27576 | Prince. I do, I will. [... |
| 27577 | [Exeunt Hostess, Franc... |
| 27578 | Enter Bardolph, running. |
| 27579 | Bard. O, my lord, my lord! the sheriff with ... |
| 27580 | is at the door. |
| 27581 | Fal. Out, ye rogue! Play out the play. I hav... |
| 27582 | behalf of that Falstaff. |
| 27583 | Enter the Hostess. |
| 27584 | Host. O Jesu, my lord, my lord! |
| 27585 | Prince. Heigh, heigh, the devil rides upon a... |
| 27586 | What's the matter? |
| 27587 | Host. The sheriff and all the watch are at t... |
| 27588 | to search the house. Shall I let them in? |
| 27589 | Fal. Dost thou hear, Hal? Never call a true ... |
| 27590 | counterfeit. Thou art essentially mad with... |
| 27591 | Prince. And thou a natural coward without in... |
| 27592 | Fal. I deny your major. If you will deny the... |
| 27593 | let him enter. If I become not a cart as w... |
| 27594 | plague on my bringing up! I hope I shall a... |
| 27595 | with a halter as another. |
| 27596 | Prince. Go hide thee behind the arras. The r... |
| 27597 | Now, my masters, for a true face and good ... |
| 27598 | Fal. Both which I have had; but their date i... |
| 27599 | I'll hide me. ... |
| 27600 | Prince. Call in the sheriff. |
| 27601 | [Exeunt Manent the... |
| 27602 | Enter Sheriff and the Carr... |
| 27603 | Now, Master Sheriff, what is your will wit... |
| 27604 | Sher. First, pardon me, my lord. A hue and cry |
| 27605 | Hath followed certain men unto this house. |
| 27606 | Prince. What men? |
| 27607 | Sher. One of them is well known, my gracious... |
| 27608 | A gross fat man. |
| 27609 | Carrier. As fat as butter. |
| 27610 | Prince. The man, I do assure you, is not here, |
| 27611 | For I myself at this time have employ'd hi... |
| 27612 | And, sheriff, I will engage my word to thee |
| 27613 | That I will by to-morrow dinner time |
| 27614 | Send him to answer thee, or any man, |
| 27615 | For anything he shall be charg'd withal; |
| 27616 | And so let me entreat you leave the house. |
| 27617 | Sher. I will, my lord. There are two gentlemen |
| 27618 | Have in this robbery lost three hundred ma... |
| 27619 | Prince. It may be so. If he have robb'd thes... |
| 27620 | He shall be answerable; and so farewell. |
| 27621 | Sher. Good night, my noble lord. |
| 27622 | Prince. I think it is good morrow, is it not? |
| 27623 | Sher. Indeed, my lord, I think it be two o'c... |
| 27624 | Ex... |
| 27625 | Prince. This oily rascal is known as well as... |
| 27626 | forth. |
| 27627 | Peto. Falstaff! Fast asleep behind the arras... |
| 27628 | horse. |
| 27629 | Prince. Hark how hard he fetches breath. Sea... |
| 27630 | He searcheth his pockets and finde... |
| 27631 | What hast thou found? |
| 27632 | Peto. Nothing but papers, my lord. |
| 27633 | Prince. Let's see whit they be. Read them. |
| 27634 | Peto. [reads] 'Item. A capon. . . . . . . . ... |
| 27635 | Item, Sauce. . . . . . . . . ... |
| 27636 | Item, Sack two gallons . . . ... |
| 27637 | Item, Anchovies and sack afte... |
| 27638 | Item, Bread. . . . . . . . . ... |
| 27639 | Prince. O monstrous! but one halfpennyworth ... |
| 27640 | intolerable deal of sack! What there is el... |
| 27641 | read it at more advantage. There let him s... |
| 27642 | the court in the morning . We must all to ... |
| 27643 | shall be honourable. I'll procure this fat... |
| 27644 | foot; and I know, his death will be a marc... |
| 27645 | money shall be paid back again with advant... |
| 27646 | in the morning, and so good morrow, Peto. |
| 27647 | Peto. Good morrow, good my lord. |
| 27648 | ... |
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| 27657 | ACT III. Scene I. |
| 27658 | Bangor. The Archdeacon's house. |
| 27659 | Enter Hotspur, Worcester, Lord Mortimer, Owen ... |
| 27660 | Mort. These promises are fair, the parties s... |
| 27661 | And our induction full of prosperous hope. |
| 27662 | Hot. Lord Mortimer, and cousin Glendower, |
| 27663 | Will you sit down? |
| 27664 | And uncle Worcester. A plague upon it! |
| 27665 | I have forgot the map. |
| 27666 | Glend. No, here it is. |
| 27667 | Sit, cousin Percy; sit, good cousin Hotspur, |
| 27668 | For by that name as oft as Lancaster |
| 27669 | Doth speak of you, his cheek looks pale, a... |
| 27670 | A rising sigh he wisheth you in heaven. |
| 27671 | Hot. And you in hell, as oft as he hears |
| 27672 | Owen Glendower spoke of. |
| 27673 | Glend. I cannot blame him. At my nativity |
| 27674 | The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes |
| 27675 | Of burning cressets, and at my birth |
| 27676 | The frame and huge foundation of the earth |
| 27677 | Shak'd like a coward. |
| 27678 | Hot. Why, so it would have done at the same ... |
| 27679 | mother's cat had but kitten'd, though your... |
| 27680 | born. |
| 27681 | Glend. I say the earth did shake when I was ... |
| 27682 | Hot. And I say the earth was not of my mind, |
| 27683 | If you suppose as fearing you it shook. |
| 27684 | Glend. The heavens were all on fire, the ear... |
| 27685 | Hot. O, then the earth shook to see the heav... |
| 27686 | And not in fear of your nativity. |
| 27687 | Diseased nature oftentimes breaks forth |
| 27688 | In strange eruptions; oft the teeming earth |
| 27689 | Is with a kind of colic pinch'd and vex'd |
| 27690 | By the imprisoning of unruly wind |
| 27691 | Within her womb, which, for enlargement st... |
| 27692 | Shakes the old beldame earth and topples down |
| 27693 | Steeples and mossgrown towers. At your birth |
| 27694 | Our grandam earth, having this distemp'rat... |
| 27695 | In passion shook. |
| 27696 | Glend. Cousin, of many men |
| 27697 | I do not bear these crossings. Give me leave |
| 27698 | To tell you once again that at my birth |
| 27699 | The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes, |
| 27700 | The goats ran from the mountains, and the ... |
| 27701 | Were strangely clamorous to the frighted f... |
| 27702 | These signs have mark'd me extraordinary, |
| 27703 | And all the courses of my life do show |
| 27704 | I am not in the roll of common men. |
| 27705 | Where is he living, clipp'd in with the sea |
| 27706 | That chides the banks of England, Scotland... |
| 27707 | Which calls me pupil or hath read to me? |
| 27708 | And bring him out that is but woman's son |
| 27709 | Can trace me in the tedious ways of art |
| 27710 | And hold me pace in deep experiments. |
| 27711 | Hot. I think there's no man speaks better We... |
| 27712 | Mort. Peace, cousin Percy; you will make him... |
| 27713 | Glend. I can call spirits from the vasty deep. |
| 27714 | Hot. Why, so can I, or so can any man; |
| 27715 | But will they come when you do call for them? |
| 27716 | Glend. Why, I can teach you, cousin, to comm... |
| 27717 | Hot. And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the... |
| 27718 | By telling truth. Tell truth and shame the... |
| 27719 | If thou have power to raise him, bring him... |
| 27720 | And I'll be sworn I have power to shame hi... |
| 27721 | O, while you live, tell truth and shame th... |
| 27722 | Mort. Come, come, no more of this unprofitab... |
| 27723 | Glend. Three times hath Henry Bolingbroke ma... |
| 27724 | Against my power; thrice from the banks of... |
| 27725 | And sandy-bottom'd Severn have I sent him |
| 27726 | Bootless home and weather-beaten back. |
| 27727 | Hot. Home without boots, and in foul weather... |
| 27728 | How scapes he agues, in the devil's name |
| 27729 | Glend. Come, here's the map. Shall we divide... |
| 27730 | According to our threefold order ta'en? |
| 27731 | Mort. The Archdeacon hath divided it |
| 27732 | Into three limits very equally. |
| 27733 | England, from Trent and Severn hitherto, |
| 27734 | By south and east is to my part assign'd; |
| 27735 | All westward, Wales beyond the Severn shore, |
| 27736 | And all the fertile land within that bound, |
| 27737 | To Owen Glendower; and, dear coz, to you |
| 27738 | The remnant northward lying off from Trent. |
| 27739 | And our indentures tripartite are drawn; |
| 27740 | Which being sealed interchangeably |
| 27741 | (A business that this night may execute), |
| 27742 | To-morrow, cousin Percy, you and I |
| 27743 | And my good Lord of Worcester will set forth |
| 27744 | To meet your father and the Scottish bower, |
| 27745 | As is appointed us, at Shrewsbury. |
| 27746 | My father Glendower is not ready yet, |
| 27747 | Nor shall we need his help these fourteen ... |
| 27748 | [To Glend.] Within that space you may have... |
| 27749 | Your tenants, friends, and neighbouring ge... |
| 27750 | Glend. A shorter time shall send me to you, ... |
| 27751 | And in my conduct shall your ladies come, |
| 27752 | From whom you now must steal and take no l... |
| 27753 | For there will be a world of water shed |
| 27754 | Upon the parting of your wives and you. |
| 27755 | Hot. Methinks my moiety, north from Burton h... |
| 27756 | In quantity equals not one of yours. |
| 27757 | See how this river comes me cranking in |
| 27758 | And cuts me from the best of all my land |
| 27759 | A huge half-moon, a monstrous cantle out. |
| 27760 | I'll have the current ill this place damm'... |
| 27761 | And here the smug and sliver Trent shall run |
| 27762 | In a new channel fair and evenly. |
| 27763 | It shall not wind with such a deep indent |
| 27764 | To rob me of so rich a bottom here. |
| 27765 | Glend. Not wind? It shall, it must! You see ... |
| 27766 | Mort. Yea, but |
| 27767 | Mark how he bears his course, and runs me up |
| 27768 | With like advantage on the other side, |
| 27769 | Gelding the opposed continent as much |
| 27770 | As on the other side it takes from you. |
| 27771 | Wor. Yea, but a little charge will trench hi... |
| 27772 | And on this north side win this cape of land; |
| 27773 | And then he runs straight and even. |
| 27774 | Hot. I'll have it so. A little charge will d... |
| 27775 | Glend. I will not have it alt'red. |
| 27776 | Hot. Will not you? |
| 27777 | Glend. No, nor you shall not. |
| 27778 | Hot. Who shall say me nay? |
| 27779 | Glend. No, that will I. |
| 27780 | Hot. Let me not understand you then; speak i... |
| 27781 | Glend. I can speak English, lord, as well as... |
| 27782 | For I was train'd up in the English court, |
| 27783 | Where, being but young, I framed to the harp |
| 27784 | Many an English ditty lovely well, |
| 27785 | And gave the tongue a helpful ornament- |
| 27786 | A virtue that was never seen in you. |
| 27787 | Hot. Marry, |
| 27788 | And I am glad of it with all my heart! |
| 27789 | I had rather be a kitten and cry mew |
| 27790 | Than one of these same metre ballet-mongers. |
| 27791 | I had rather hear a brazen canstick turn'd |
| 27792 | Or a dry wheel grate on the axletree, |
| 27793 | And that would set my teeth nothing on edge, |
| 27794 | Nothing so much as mincing poetry. |
| 27795 | 'Tis like the forc'd gait of a shuffling nag, |
| 27796 | Glend. Come, you shall have Trent turn'd. |
| 27797 | Hot. I do not care. I'll give thrice so much... |
| 27798 | To any well-deserving friend; |
| 27799 | But in the way of bargain, mark ye me, |
| 27800 | I'll cavil on the ninth part of a hair |
| 27801 | Are the indentures drawn? Shall we be gone? |
| 27802 | Glend. The moon shines fair; you may away by... |
| 27803 | I'll haste the writer, and withal |
| 27804 | Break with your wives of your departure he... |
| 27805 | I am afraid my daughter will run mad, |
| 27806 | So much she doteth on her Mortimer. ... |
| 27807 | Mort. Fie, cousin Percy! how you cross my fa... |
| 27808 | Hot. I cannot choose. Sometimes he angers me |
| 27809 | With telling me of the moldwarp and the ant, |
| 27810 | Of the dreamer Merlin and his prophecies, |
| 27811 | And of a dragon and a finless fish, |
| 27812 | A clip-wing'd griffin and a moulten raven, |
| 27813 | A couching lion and a ramping cat, |
| 27814 | And such a deal of skimble-skamble stuff |
| 27815 | As puts me from my faith. I tell you what- |
| 27816 | He held me last night at least nine hours |
| 27817 | In reckoning up the several devils' names |
| 27818 | That were his lackeys. I cried 'hum,' and ... |
| 27819 | But mark'd him not a word. O, he is as ted... |
| 27820 | As a tired horse, a railing wife; |
| 27821 | Worse than a smoky house. I had rather live |
| 27822 | With cheese and garlic in a windmill far |
| 27823 | Than feed on cates and have him talk to me |
| 27824 | In any summer house in Christendom). |
| 27825 | Mort. In faith, he is a worthy gentleman, |
| 27826 | Exceedingly well read, and profited |
| 27827 | In strange concealments, valiant as a lion, |
| 27828 | And wondrous affable, and as bountiful |
| 27829 | As mines of India. Shall I tell you, cousin? |
| 27830 | He holds your temper in a high respect |
| 27831 | And curbs himself even of his natural scope |
| 27832 | When you come 'cross his humour. Faith, he... |
| 27833 | I warrant you that man is not alive |
| 27834 | Might so have tempted him as you have done |
| 27835 | Without the taste of danger and reproof. |
| 27836 | But do not use it oft, let me entreat you. |
| 27837 | Wor. In faith, my lord, you are too wilful-b... |
| 27838 | And since your coming hither have done enough |
| 27839 | To put him quite besides his patience. |
| 27840 | You must needs learn, lord, to amend this ... |
| 27841 | Though sometimes it show greatness, courag... |
| 27842 | And that's the dearest grace it renders you- |
| 27843 | Yet oftentimes it doth present harsh rage, |
| 27844 | Defect of manners, want of government, |
| 27845 | Pride, haughtiness, opinion, and disdain; |
| 27846 | The least of which haunting a nobleman |
| 27847 | Loseth men's hearts, and leaves behind a s... |
| 27848 | Upon the beauty of all parts besides, |
| 27849 | Beguiling them of commendation. |
| 27850 | Hot. Well, I am school'd. Good manners be yo... |
| 27851 | Here come our wives, and let us take our l... |
| 27852 | Enter Glendower with the Ladies. |
| 27853 | Mort. This is the deadly spite that angers me- |
| 27854 | My wife can speak no English, I no Welsh. |
| 27855 | Glend. My daughter weeps; she will not part ... |
| 27856 | She'll be a soldier too, she'll to the wars. |
| 27857 | Mort. Good father, tell her that she and my ... |
| 27858 | Shall follow in your conduct speedily. |
| 27859 | Glendower speaks to her in Wels... |
| 27860 | ... |
| 27861 | Glend. She is desperate here. A peevish self... |
| 27862 | One that no persuasion can do good upon. |
| 27863 | The Lad... |
| 27864 | Mort. I understand thy looks. That pretty Welsh |
| 27865 | Which thou pourest down from these swellin... |
| 27866 | I am too perfect in; and, but for shame, |
| 27867 | In such a Barley should I answer thee. |
| 27868 | The La... |
| 27869 | I understand thy kisses, and thou mine, |
| 27870 | And that's a feeling disputation. |
| 27871 | But I will never be a truant, love, |
| 27872 | Till I have learnt thy language: for thy t... |
| 27873 | Makes Welsh as sweet as ditties highly pen... |
| 27874 | Sung by a fair queen in a summer's bow'r, |
| 27875 | With ravishing division, to her lute. |
| 27876 | Glend. Nay, if you melt, then will she run mad. |
| 27877 | The Lady spea... |
| 27878 | Mort. O, I am ignorance itself in this! |
| 27879 | Glend. She bids you on the wanton rushes lay... |
| 27880 | And rest your gentle head upon her lap, |
| 27881 | And she will sing the song that pleaseth you |
| 27882 | And on your eyelids crown the god of sleep, |
| 27883 | Charming your blood with pleasing heaviness, |
| 27884 | Making such difference 'twixt wake and sleep |
| 27885 | As is the difference betwixt day and night |
| 27886 | The hour before the heavenly-harness'd team |
| 27887 | Begins his golden progress in the East. |
| 27888 | Mort. With all my heart I'll sit and hear he... |
| 27889 | By that time will our book, I think, be dr... |
| 27890 | Glend. Do so, |
| 27891 | And those musicians that shall play to you |
| 27892 | Hang in the air a thousand leagues from he... |
| 27893 | And straight they shall be here. Sit, and ... |
| 27894 | Hot. Come, Kate, thou art perfect in lying d... |
| 27895 | quick, that I may lay my head in thy lap. |
| 27896 | Lady P. Go, ye giddy goose. |
| 27897 | ... |
| 27898 | Hot. Now I perceive the devil understands We... |
| 27899 | And 'tis no marvel, be is so humorous. |
| 27900 | By'r Lady, he is a good musician. |
| 27901 | Lady P. Then should you be nothing but music... |
| 27902 | altogether govern'd by humours. Lie still,... |
| 27903 | lady sing in Welsh. |
| 27904 | Hot. I had rather hear Lady, my brach, howl ... |
| 27905 | Lady P. Wouldst thou have thy head broken? |
| 27906 | Hot. No. |
| 27907 | Lady P. Then be still. |
| 27908 | Hot. Neither! 'Tis a woman's fault. |
| 27909 | Lady P. Now God help thee! |
| 27910 | Hot. To the Welsh lady's bed. |
| 27911 | Lady P. What's that? |
| 27912 | Hot. Peace! she sings. |
| 27913 | Here the Lady s... |
| 27914 | Come, Kate, I'll have your song too. |
| 27915 | Lady P. Not mine, in good sooth. |
| 27916 | Hot. Not yours, in good sooth? Heart! you sw... |
| 27917 | comfit-maker's wife. 'Not you, in good soo... |
| 27918 | live!' and 'as God shall mend me!' and 'as... |
| 27919 | And givest such sarcenet surety for thy oaths |
| 27920 | As if thou ne'er walk'st further than Fins... |
| 27921 | Swear me, Kate, like a lady as thou art, |
| 27922 | A good mouth-filling oath; and leave 'in s... |
| 27923 | And such protest of pepper gingerbread |
| 27924 | To velvet guards and Sunday citizens. Come... |
| 27925 | Lady P. I will not sing. |
| 27926 | Hot. 'Tis the next way to turn tailor or be ... |
| 27927 | the indentures be drawn, I'll away within ... |
| 27928 | come in when ye will. ... |
| 27929 | Glend. Come, come, Lord Mortimer. You are as... |
| 27930 | As hot Lord Percy is on fire to go. |
| 27931 | By this our book is drawn; we'll but seal, |
| 27932 | And then to horse immediately. |
| 27933 | Mort. With all my heart. |
| 27934 | ... |
| 27935 | Scene II. |
| 27936 | London. The Palace. |
| 27937 | Enter the King, Prince of Wales, and others. |
| 27938 | King. Lords, give us leave. The Prince of Wa... |
| 27939 | Must have some private conference; but be ... |
| 27940 | For we shall presently have need of you. |
| 27941 | ... |
| 27942 | I know not whether God will have it so, |
| 27943 | For some displeasing service I have done, |
| 27944 | That, in his secret doom, out of my blood |
| 27945 | He'll breed revengement and a scourge for me; |
| 27946 | But thou dost in thy passages of life |
| 27947 | Make me believe that thou art only mark'd |
| 27948 | For the hot vengeance and the rod of heaven |
| 27949 | To punish my mistreadings. Tell me else, |
| 27950 | Could such inordinate and low desires, |
| 27951 | Such poor, such bare, such lewd, such mean... |
| 27952 | Such barren pleasures, rude society, |
| 27953 | As thou art match'd withal and grafted to, |
| 27954 | Accompany the greatness of thy blood |
| 27955 | And hold their level with thy princely heart? |
| 27956 | Prince. So please your Majesty, I would I could |
| 27957 | Quit all offences with as clear excuse |
| 27958 | As well as I am doubtless I can purge |
| 27959 | Myself of many I am charged withal. |
| 27960 | Yet such extenuation let me beg |
| 27961 | As, in reproof of many tales devis'd, |
| 27962 | Which oft the ear of greatness needs must ... |
| 27963 | By, smiling pickthanks and base newsmongers, |
| 27964 | I may, for some things true wherein my youth |
| 27965 | Hath faulty wand'red and irregular, |
| 27966 | And pardon on lily true submission. |
| 27967 | King. God pardon thee! Yet let me wonder, Ha... |
| 27968 | At thy affections, which do hold a wing, |
| 27969 | Quite from the flight of all thy ancestors. |
| 27970 | Thy place in Council thou hast rudely lost, |
| 27971 | Which by thy younger brother is supplied, |
| 27972 | And art almost an alien to the hearts |
| 27973 | Of all the court and princes of my blood. |
| 27974 | The hope and expectation of thy time |
| 27975 | Is ruin'd, and the soul of every man |
| 27976 | Prophetically do forethink thy fall. |
| 27977 | Had I so lavish of my presence been, |
| 27978 | So common-hackney'd in the eyes of men, |
| 27979 | So stale and cheap to vulgar company, |
| 27980 | Opinion, that did help me to the crown, |
| 27981 | Had still kept loyal to possession |
| 27982 | And left me in reputeless banishment, |
| 27983 | A fellow of no mark nor likelihood. |
| 27984 | By being seldom seen, I could not stir |
| 27985 | But, like a comet, I Was wond'red at; |
| 27986 | That men would tell their children, 'This ... |
| 27987 | Others would say, 'Where? Which is Bolingb... |
| 27988 | And then I stole all courtesy from heaven, |
| 27989 | And dress'd myself in such humility |
| 27990 | That I did pluck allegiance from men's hea... |
| 27991 | Loud shouts and salutations from their mouths |
| 27992 | Even in the presence of the crowned King. |
| 27993 | Thus did I keep my person fresh and new, |
| 27994 | My presence, like a robe pontifical, |
| 27995 | Ne'er seen but wond'red at; and so my state, |
| 27996 | Seldom but sumptuous, show'd like a feast |
| 27997 | And won by rareness such solemnity. |
| 27998 | The skipping King, he ambled up and down |
| 27999 | With shallow jesters and rash bavin wits, |
| 28000 | Soon kindled and soon burnt; carded his st... |
| 28001 | Mingled his royalty with cap'ring fools; |
| 28002 | Had his great name profaned with their scorns |
| 28003 | And gave his countenance, against his name, |
| 28004 | To laugh at gibing boys and stand the push |
| 28005 | Of every beardless vain comparative; |
| 28006 | Grew a companion to the common streets, |
| 28007 | Enfeoff'd himself to popularity; |
| 28008 | That, being dally swallowed by men's eyes, |
| 28009 | They surfeited with honey and began |
| 28010 | To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof ... |
| 28011 | More than a little is by much too much. |
| 28012 | So, when he had occasion to be seen, |
| 28013 | He was but as the cuckoo is in June, |
| 28014 | Heard, not regarded- seen, but with such e... |
| 28015 | As, sick and blunted with community, |
| 28016 | Afford no extraordinary gaze, |
| 28017 | Such as is bent on unlike majesty |
| 28018 | When it shines seldom in admiring eyes; |
| 28019 | But rather drows'd and hung their eyelids ... |
| 28020 | Slept in his face, and rend'red such aspect |
| 28021 | As cloudy men use to their adversaries, |
| 28022 | Being with his presence glutted, gorg'd, a... |
| 28023 | And in that very line, Harry, standest thou; |
| 28024 | For thou hast lost thy princely privilege |
| 28025 | With vile participation. Not an eye |
| 28026 | But is aweary of thy common sight, |
| 28027 | Save mine, which hath desir'd to see thee ... |
| 28028 | Which now doth that I would not have it do- |
| 28029 | Make blind itself with foolish tenderness. |
| 28030 | Prince. I shall hereafter, my thrice-graciou... |
| 28031 | Be more myself. |
| 28032 | King. For all the world, |
| 28033 | As thou art to this hour, was Richard then |
| 28034 | When I from France set foot at Ravenspurgh; |
| 28035 | And even as I was then is Percy now. |
| 28036 | Now, by my sceptre, and my soul to boot, |
| 28037 | He hath more worthy interest to the state |
| 28038 | Than thou, the shadow of succession; |
| 28039 | For of no right, nor colour like to right, |
| 28040 | He doth fill fields with harness in the re... |
| 28041 | Turns head against the lion's armed jaws, |
| 28042 | And, Being no more in debt to years than t... |
| 28043 | Leads ancient lords and reverend Bishops on |
| 28044 | To bloody battles and to bruising arms. |
| 28045 | What never-dying honour hath he got |
| 28046 | Against renowmed Douglas! whose high deeds, |
| 28047 | Whose hot incursions and great name in arms |
| 28048 | Holds from all soldiers chief majority |
| 28049 | And military title capital |
| 28050 | Through all the kingdoms that acknowledge ... |
| 28051 | Thrice hath this Hotspur, Mars in swathlin... |
| 28052 | This infant warrior, in his enterprises |
| 28053 | Discomfited great Douglas; ta'en him once, |
| 28054 | Enlarged him, and made a friend of him, |
| 28055 | To fill the mouth of deep defiance up |
| 28056 | And shake the peace and safety of our throne. |
| 28057 | And what say you to this? Percy, Northumbe... |
| 28058 | The Archbishop's Grace of York, Douglas, M... |
| 28059 | Capitulate against us and are up. |
| 28060 | But wherefore do I tell these news to thee |
| 28061 | Why, Harry, do I tell thee of my foes, |
| 28062 | Which art my nearest and dearest enemy' |
| 28063 | Thou that art like enough, through vassal ... |
| 28064 | Base inclination, and the start of spleen, |
| 28065 | To fight against me under Percy's pay, |
| 28066 | To dog his heels and curtsy at his frowns, |
| 28067 | To show how much thou art degenerate. |
| 28068 | Prince. Do not think so. You shall not find ... |
| 28069 | And God forgive them that so much have sway'd |
| 28070 | Your Majesty's good thoughts away from me! |
| 28071 | I will redeem all this on Percy's head |
| 28072 | And, in the closing of some glorious day, |
| 28073 | Be bold to tell you that I am your son, |
| 28074 | When I will wear a garment all of blood, |
| 28075 | And stain my favours in a bloody mask, |
| 28076 | Which, wash'd away, shall scour my shame w... |
| 28077 | And that shall be the day, whene'er it lig... |
| 28078 | That this same child of honour and renown, |
| 28079 | This gallant Hotspur, this all-praised kni... |
| 28080 | And your unthought of Harry chance to meet. |
| 28081 | For every honour sitting on his helm, |
| 28082 | Would they were multitudes, and on my head |
| 28083 | My shames redoubled! For the time will come |
| 28084 | That I shall make this Northern youth exch... |
| 28085 | His glorious deeds for my indignities. |
| 28086 | Percy is but my factor, good my lord, |
| 28087 | To engross up glorious deeds on my behalf; |
| 28088 | And I will call hall to so strict account |
| 28089 | That he shall render every glory up, |
| 28090 | Yea, even the slightest worship of his time, |
| 28091 | Or I will tear the reckoning from his heart. |
| 28092 | This in the name of God I promise here; |
| 28093 | The which if he be pleas'd I shall perform, |
| 28094 | I do beseech your Majesty may salve |
| 28095 | The long-grown wounds of my intemperance. |
| 28096 | If not, the end of life cancels all bands, |
| 28097 | And I will die a hundred thousand deaths |
| 28098 | Ere break the smallest parcel of this vow. |
| 28099 | King. A hundred thousand rebels die in this! |
| 28100 | Thou shalt have charge and sovereign trust... |
| 28101 | Enter Blunt. |
| 28102 | How now, good Blunt? Thy looks are full of... |
| 28103 | Blunt. So hath the business that I come to s... |
| 28104 | Lord Mortimer of Scotland hath sent word |
| 28105 | That Douglas and the English rebels met |
| 28106 | The eleventh of this month at Shrewsbury. |
| 28107 | A mighty and a fearful head they are, |
| 28108 | If promises be kept oil every hand, |
| 28109 | As ever off'red foul play in a state. |
| 28110 | King. The Earl of Westmoreland set forth to-... |
| 28111 | With him my son, Lord John of Lancaster; |
| 28112 | For this advertisement is five days old. |
| 28113 | On Wednesday next, Harry, you shall set fo... |
| 28114 | On Thursday we ourselves will march. Our m... |
| 28115 | Is Bridgenorth; and, Harry, you shall march |
| 28116 | Through Gloucestershire; by which account, |
| 28117 | Our business valued, some twelve days hence |
| 28118 | Our general forces at Bridgenorth shall meet. |
| 28119 | Our hands are full of business. Let's away. |
| 28120 | Advantage feeds him fat while men delay. ... |
| 28121 | Scene III. |
| 28122 | Eastcheap. The Boar's Head Tavern. |
| 28123 | Enter Falstaff and Bardolph. |
| 28124 | Fal. Bardolph, am I not fall'n away vilely s... |
| 28125 | Do I not bate? Do I not dwindle? Why, my s... |
| 28126 | an old lady's loose gown! I am withered li... |
| 28127 | Well, I'll repent, and that suddenly, whil... |
| 28128 | I shall be out of heart shortly, and then ... |
| 28129 | strength to repent. An I have not forgotte... |
| 28130 | church is made of, I am a peppercorn, a br... |
| 28131 | inside of a church! Company, villanous com... |
| 28132 | spoil of me. |
| 28133 | Bard. Sir John, you are so fretful you canno... |
| 28134 | Fal. Why, there is it! Come, sing me a bawdy... |
| 28135 | was as virtuously given as a gentleman nee... |
| 28136 | enough: swore little, dic'd not above seve... |
| 28137 | a bawdy house not above once in a quarter-... |
| 28138 | that I borrowed- three or four times, live... |
| 28139 | compass; and now I live out of all order, ... |
| 28140 | Bard. Why, you are so fat, Sir John, that yo... |
| 28141 | all compass- out of all reasonable compass... |
| 28142 | Fal. Do thou amend thy face, and I'll amend ... |
| 28143 | admiral, thou bearest the lantern in the p... |
| 28144 | nose of thee. Thou art the Knight of the B... |
| 28145 | Bard. Why, Sir John, my face does you no harm. |
| 28146 | Fal. No, I'll be sworn. I make as good use o... |
| 28147 | of a death's-head or a memento mori. I nev... |
| 28148 | think upon hellfire and Dives that lived i... |
| 28149 | is in his robes, burning, burning. if thou... |
| 28150 | virtue, I would swear by thy face; my oath... |
| 28151 | fire, that's God's angel.' But thou art al... |
| 28152 | and wert indeed, but for the light in thy ... |
| 28153 | darkness. When thou ran'st up Gadshill in ... |
| 28154 | horse, if I did not think thou hadst been ... |
| 28155 | ball of wildfire, there's no purchase in m... |
| 28156 | perpetual triumph, an everlasting bonfire-... |
| 28157 | me a thousand marks in links and torches, ... |
| 28158 | the night betwixt tavern and tavern; but t... |
| 28159 | drunk me would have bought me lights as go... |
| 28160 | chandler's in Europe. I have maintained th... |
| 28161 | with fire any time this two-and-thirty yea... |
| 28162 | it! |
| 28163 | Bard. 'Sblood, I would my face were in your ... |
| 28164 | Fal. God-a-mercy! so should I be sure to be ... |
| 28165 | Enter Hostess. |
| 28166 | How now, Dame Partlet the hen? Have you en... |
| 28167 | my pocket? |
| 28168 | Host. Why, Sir John, what do you think, Sir ... |
| 28169 | keep thieves in my house? I have search'd,... |
| 28170 | has my husband, man by man, boy by boy, se... |
| 28171 | tithe of a hair was never lost in my house... |
| 28172 | Fal. Ye lie, hostess. Bardolph was shav'd an... |
| 28173 | I'll be sworn my pocket was pick'd. Go to,... |
| 28174 | Host. Who, I? No; I defy thee! God's light, ... |
| 28175 | in mine own house before! |
| 28176 | Fal. Go to, I know you well enough. |
| 28177 | Host. No, Sir John; you do not know me, Sir ... |
| 28178 | John. You owe me money, Sir John, and now ... |
| 28179 | beguile me of it. I bought you a dozen of ... |
| 28180 | Fal. Dowlas, filthy dowlas! I have given the... |
| 28181 | wives; they have made bolters of them. |
| 28182 | Host. Now, as I am a true woman, holland of ... |
| 28183 | You owe money here besides, Sir John, for ... |
| 28184 | by-drinkings, and money lent you, four-and... |
| 28185 | Fal. He had his part of it; let him pay. |
| 28186 | Host. He? Alas, he is poor; he hath nothing. |
| 28187 | Fal. How? Poor? Look upon his face. What cal... |
| 28188 | coin his nose, let them coin his cheeks. I... |
| 28189 | What, will you make a younker of me? Shall... |
| 28190 | in mine inn but I shall have my pocket pic... |
| 28191 | seal-ring of my grandfather's worth forty ... |
| 28192 | Host. O Jesu, I have heard the Prince tell h... |
| 28193 | that that ring was copper! |
| 28194 | Fal. How? the Prince is a Jack, a sneak-cup.... |
| 28195 | here, I would cudgel him like a dog if he ... |
| 28196 | Enter the Prince [and Poins], marching; ... |
| 28197 | them, playing upon his truncheon lik... |
| 28198 | How now, lad? Is the wind in that door, i'... |
| 28199 | march? |
| 28200 | Bard. Yea, two and two, Newgate fashion. |
| 28201 | Host. My lord, I pray you hear me. |
| 28202 | Prince. What say'st thou, Mistress Quickly? ... |
| 28203 | I love him well; he is an honest man. |
| 28204 | Host. Good my lord, hear me. |
| 28205 | Fal. Prithee let her alone and list to me. |
| 28206 | Prince. What say'st thou, Jack? |
| 28207 | Fal. The other night I fell asleep here behi... |
| 28208 | pocket pick'd. This house is turn'd bawdy ... |
| 28209 | pockets. |
| 28210 | Prince. What didst thou lose, Jack? |
| 28211 | Fal. Wilt thou believe me, Hal? Three or fou... |
| 28212 | apiece and a seal-ring of my grandfather's. |
| 28213 | Prince. A trifle, some eightpenny matter. |
| 28214 | Host. So I told him, my lord, and I said I h... |
| 28215 | and, my lord, he speaks most vilely of you... |
| 28216 | man as he is, and said he would cudgel you. |
| 28217 | Prince. What! he did not? |
| 28218 | Host. There's neither faith, truth, nor woma... |
| 28219 | Fal. There's no more faith in thee than in a... |
| 28220 | more truth in thee than in a drawn fox; an... |
| 28221 | Marian may be the deputy's wife of the war... |
| 28222 | thing, go! |
| 28223 | Host. Say, what thing? what thing? |
| 28224 | Fal. What thing? Why, a thing to thank God on. |
| 28225 | Host. I am no thing to thank God on, I would... |
| 28226 | I am an honest man's wife, and, setting th... |
| 28227 | thou art a knave to call me so. |
| 28228 | Fal. Setting thy womanhood aside, thou art a... |
| 28229 | otherwise. |
| 28230 | Host. Say, what beast, thou knave, thou? |
| 28231 | Fal. What beast? Why, an otter. |
| 28232 | Prince. An otter, Sir John? Why an otter? |
| 28233 | Fal. Why, she's neither fish nor flesh; a ma... |
| 28234 | have her. |
| 28235 | Host. Thou art an unjust man in saying so. T... |
| 28236 | where to have me, thou knave, thou! |
| 28237 | Prince. Thou say'st true, hostess, and he sl... |
| 28238 | grossly. |
| 28239 | Host. So he doth you, my lord, and said this... |
| 28240 | him a thousand pound. |
| 28241 | Prince. Sirrah, do I owe you a thousand pound? |
| 28242 | Fal. A thousand pound, Hal? A million! Thy l... |
| 28243 | thou owest me thy love. |
| 28244 | Host. Nay, my lord, he call'd you Jack and s... |
| 28245 | you. |
| 28246 | Fal. Did I, Bardolph? |
| 28247 | Bard. Indeed, Sir John, you said so. |
| 28248 | Fal. Yea. if he said my ring was copper. |
| 28249 | Prince. I say, 'tis copper. Darest thou be a... |
| 28250 | Fal. Why, Hal, thou knowest, as thou art but... |
| 28251 | thou art Prince, I fear thee as I fear the... |
| 28252 | whelp. |
| 28253 | Prince. And why not as the lion? |
| 28254 | Fal. The King himself is to be feared as the... |
| 28255 | I'll fear thee as I fear thy father? Nay, ... |
| 28256 | girdle break. |
| 28257 | Prince. O, if it should, how would thy guts ... |
| 28258 | But, sirrah, there's no room for faith, tr... |
| 28259 | this bosom of thine. It is all fill'd up w... |
| 28260 | Charge an honest woman with picking thy po... |
| 28261 | whoreson, impudent, emboss'd rascal, if th... |
| 28262 | thy pocket but tavern reckonings, memorand... |
| 28263 | and one poor pennyworth of sugar candy to ... |
| 28264 | if thy pocket were enrich'd with any other... |
| 28265 | am a villain. And yet you will stand to it... |
| 28266 | up wrong. Art thou not ashamed? |
| 28267 | Fal. Dost thou hear, Hal? Thou knowest in th... |
| 28268 | Adam fell; and what should poor Jack Falst... |
| 28269 | villany? Thou seest I have more flesh than... |
| 28270 | therefore more frailty. You confess then, ... |
| 28271 | Prince. It appears so by the story. |
| 28272 | Fal. Hostess, I forgive thee. Go make ready ... |
| 28273 | husband, look to thy servants, cherish thy... |
| 28274 | find me tractable to any honest reason. Th... |
| 28275 | -Still?- Nay, prithee be gone. [Exit Hoste... |
| 28276 | news at court. For the robbery, lad- how i... |
| 28277 | Prince. O my sweet beef, I must still be goo... |
| 28278 | The money is paid back again. |
| 28279 | Fal. O, I do not like that paying back! 'Tis... |
| 28280 | Prince. I am good friends with my father, an... |
| 28281 | Fal. Rob me the exchequer the first thing th... |
| 28282 | with unwash'd hands too. |
| 28283 | Bard. Do, my lord. |
| 28284 | Prince. I have procured thee, Jack, a charge... |
| 28285 | Fal. I would it had been of horse. Where sha... |
| 28286 | steal well? O for a fine thief of the age ... |
| 28287 | thereabouts! I am heinously unprovided. We... |
| 28288 | these rebels. They offend none but the vir... |
| 28289 | praise them. |
| 28290 | Prince. Bardolph! |
| 28291 | Bard. My lord? |
| 28292 | Prince. Go bear this letter to Lord John of ... |
| 28293 | To my brother John; this to my Lord of Wes... |
| 28294 | ... |
| 28295 | Go, Poins, to horse, to horse; for thou and I |
| 28296 | Have thirty miles to ride yet ere dinner t... |
| 28297 | ... |
| 28298 | Jack, meet me to-morrow in the Temple Hall |
| 28299 | At two o'clock in the afternoon. |
| 28300 | There shalt thou know thy charge. and ther... |
| 28301 | Money and order for their furniture. |
| 28302 | The land is burning; Percy stands on high; |
| 28303 | And either they or we must lower lie. ... |
| 28304 | Fal. Rare words! brave world! Hostess, my br... |
| 28305 | O, I could wish this tavern were my drum! |
| 28306 | Exit. |
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| 28315 | ACT IV. Scene I. |
| 28316 | The rebel camp near Shrewsbury. |
| 28317 | Enter Harry Hotspur, Worcester, and Douglas. |
| 28318 | Hot. Well said, my noble Scot. If speaking t... |
| 28319 | In this fine age were not thought flattery, |
| 28320 | Such attribution should the Douglas have |
| 28321 | As not a soldier of this season's stamp |
| 28322 | Should go so general current through the w... |
| 28323 | By God, I cannot flatter, I defy |
| 28324 | The tongues of soothers! but a braver place |
| 28325 | In my heart's love hath no man than yourself. |
| 28326 | Nay, task me to my word; approve me, lord. |
| 28327 | Doug. Thou art the king of honour. |
| 28328 | No man so potent breathes upon the ground |
| 28329 | But I will beard him. |
| 28330 | Enter one with letters. |
| 28331 | Hot. Do so, and 'tis well.- |
| 28332 | What letters hast thou there?- I can but t... |
| 28333 | Messenger. These letters come from your father. |
| 28334 | Hot. Letters from him? Why comes he not hims... |
| 28335 | Mess. He cannot come, my lord; he is grievou... |
| 28336 | Hot. Zounds! how has he the leisure to be sick |
| 28337 | In such a justling time? Who leads his power? |
| 28338 | Under whose government come they along? |
| 28339 | Mess. His letters bears his mind, not I, my ... |
| 28340 | Wor. I prithee tell me, doth he keep his bed? |
| 28341 | Mess. He did, my lord, four days ere I set f... |
| 28342 | And at the time of my departure thence |
| 28343 | He was much fear'd by his physicians. |
| 28344 | Wor. I would the state of time had first bee... |
| 28345 | Ere he by sickness had been visited. |
| 28346 | His health was never better worth than now. |
| 28347 | Hot. Sick now? droop now? This sickness doth... |
| 28348 | The very lifeblood of our enterprise. |
| 28349 | 'Tis catching hither, even to our camp. |
| 28350 | He writes me here that inward sickness- |
| 28351 | And that his friends by deputation could not |
| 28352 | So soon be drawn; no did he think it meet |
| 28353 | To lay so dangerous and dear a trust |
| 28354 | On any soul remov'd but on his own. |
| 28355 | Yet doth he give us bold advertisement, |
| 28356 | That with our small conjunction we should on, |
| 28357 | To see how fortune is dispos'd to us; |
| 28358 | For, as he writes, there is no quailing now, |
| 28359 | Because the King is certainly possess'd |
| 28360 | Of all our purposes. What say you to it? |
| 28361 | Wor. Your father's sickness is a maim to us. |
| 28362 | Hot. A perilous gash, a very limb lopp'd off. |
| 28363 | And yet, in faith, it is not! His present ... |
| 28364 | Seems more than we shall find it. Were it ... |
| 28365 | To set the exact wealth of all our states |
| 28366 | All at one cast? to set so rich a man |
| 28367 | On the nice hazard of one doubtful hour? |
| 28368 | It were not good; for therein should we read |
| 28369 | The very bottom and the soul of hope, |
| 28370 | The very list, the very utmost bound |
| 28371 | Of all our fortunes. |
| 28372 | Doug. Faith, and so we should; |
| 28373 | Where now remains a sweet reversion. |
| 28374 | We may boldly spend upon the hope of what |
| 28375 | Is to come in. |
| 28376 | A comfort of retirement lives in this. |
| 28377 | Hot. A rendezvous, a home to fly unto, |
| 28378 | If that the devil and mischance look big |
| 28379 | Upon the maidenhead of our affairs. |
| 28380 | Wor. But yet I would your father had been here. |
| 28381 | The quality and hair of our attempt |
| 28382 | Brooks no division. It will be thought |
| 28383 | By some that know not why he is away, |
| 28384 | That wisdom, loyalty, and mere dislike |
| 28385 | Of our proceedings kept the Earl from hence. |
| 28386 | And think how such an apprehension |
| 28387 | May turn the tide of fearful faction |
| 28388 | And breed a kind of question in our cause. |
| 28389 | For well you know we of the off'ring side |
| 28390 | Must keep aloof from strict arbitrement, |
| 28391 | And stop all sight-holes, every loop from ... |
| 28392 | The eye of reason may pry in upon us. |
| 28393 | This absence of your father's draws a curtain |
| 28394 | That shows the ignorant a kind of fear |
| 28395 | Before not dreamt of. |
| 28396 | Hot. You strain too far. |
| 28397 | I rather of his absence make this use: |
| 28398 | It lends a lustre and more great opinion, |
| 28399 | A larger dare to our great enterprise, |
| 28400 | Than if the Earl were here; for men must t... |
| 28401 | If we, without his help, can make a head |
| 28402 | To push against a kingdom, with his help |
| 28403 | We shall o'erturn it topsy-turvy down. |
| 28404 | Yet all goes well; yet all our joints are ... |
| 28405 | Doug. As heart can think. There is not such ... |
| 28406 | Spoke of in Scotland as this term of fear. |
| 28407 | Enter Sir Richard Vernon. |
| 28408 | Hot. My cousin Vernon! welcome, by my soul. |
| 28409 | Ver. Pray God my news be worth a welcome, lord. |
| 28410 | The Earl of Westmoreland, seven thousand s... |
| 28411 | Is marching hitherwards; with him Prince J... |
| 28412 | Hot. No harm. What more? |
| 28413 | Ver. And further, I have learn'd |
| 28414 | The King himself in person is set forth, |
| 28415 | Or hitherwards intended speedily, |
| 28416 | With strong and mighty preparation. |
| 28417 | Hot. He shall be welcome too. Where is his son, |
| 28418 | The nimble-footed madcap Prince of Wales, |
| 28419 | And his comrades, that daff'd the world aside |
| 28420 | And bid it pass? |
| 28421 | Ver. All furnish'd, all in arms; |
| 28422 | All plum'd like estridges that with the wind |
| 28423 | Bated like eagles having lately bath'd; |
| 28424 | Glittering in golden coats like images; |
| 28425 | As full of spirit as the month of May |
| 28426 | And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer; |
| 28427 | Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bu... |
| 28428 | I saw young Harry with his beaver on |
| 28429 | His cushes on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, |
| 28430 | Rise from the ground like feathered Mercur... |
| 28431 | And vaulted with such ease into his seat |
| 28432 | As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds |
| 28433 | To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus |
| 28434 | And witch the world with noble horsemanship. |
| 28435 | Hot. No more, no more! Worse than the sun in... |
| 28436 | This praise doth nourish agues. Let them c... |
| 28437 | They come like sacrifices in their trim, |
| 28438 | And to the fire-ey'd maid of smoky war |
| 28439 | All hot and bleeding Will we offer them. |
| 28440 | The mailed Mars Shall on his altar sit |
| 28441 | Up to the ears in blood. I am on fire |
| 28442 | To hear this rich reprisal is so nigh, |
| 28443 | And yet not ours. Come, let me taste my ho... |
| 28444 | Who is to bear me like a thunderbolt |
| 28445 | Against the bosom of the Prince of Wales. |
| 28446 | Harry to Harry shall, hot horse to horse, |
| 28447 | Meet, and ne'er part till one drop down a ... |
| 28448 | that Glendower were come! |
| 28449 | Ver. There is more news. |
| 28450 | I learn'd in Worcester, as I rode along, |
| 28451 | He cannot draw his power this fourteen days. |
| 28452 | Doug. That's the worst tidings that I hear o... |
| 28453 | Wor. Ay, by my faith, that bears a frosty so... |
| 28454 | Hot. What may the King's whole battle reach ... |
| 28455 | Ver. To thirty thousand. |
| 28456 | Hot. Forty let it be. |
| 28457 | My father and Glendower being both away, |
| 28458 | The powers of us may serve so great a day. |
| 28459 | Come, let us take a muster speedily. |
| 28460 | Doomsday is near. Die all, die merrily. |
| 28461 | Doug. Talk not of dying. I am out of fear |
| 28462 | Of death or death's hand for this one half... |
| 28463 | ... |
| 28464 | Scene II. |
| 28465 | A public road near Coventry. |
| 28466 | Enter Falstaff and Bardolph. |
| 28467 | Fal. Bardolph, get thee before to Coventry; ... |
| 28468 | sack. Our soldiers shall march through. We... |
| 28469 | to-night. |
| 28470 | Bard. Will you give me money, Captain? |
| 28471 | Fal. Lay out, lay out. |
| 28472 | Bald. This bottle makes an angel. |
| 28473 | Fal. An if it do, take it for thy labour; an... |
| 28474 | take them all; I'll answer the coinage. Bi... |
| 28475 | meet me at town's end. |
| 28476 | Bard. I Will, Captain. Farewell. ... |
| 28477 | Fal. If I be not ashamed of my soldiers, I a... |
| 28478 | have misused the King's press damnably. I ... |
| 28479 | a hundred and fifty soldiers, three hundre... |
| 28480 | press me none but good householders, yeome... |
| 28481 | out contracted bachelors, such as had been... |
| 28482 | banes- such a commodity of warm slaves as ... |
| 28483 | devil as a drum; such as fear the report o... |
| 28484 | a struck fowl or a hurt wild duck. I press... |
| 28485 | toasts-and-butter, with hearts in their be... |
| 28486 | pins' heads, and they have bought out thei... |
| 28487 | whole charge consists of ancients, corpora... |
| 28488 | gentlemen of companies- slaves as ragged a... |
| 28489 | painted cloth, where the glutton's dogs li... |
| 28490 | such as indeed were never soldiers, but di... |
| 28491 | serving-men, younger sons to Younger broth... |
| 28492 | and ostlers trade-fall'n; the cankers of a... |
| 28493 | peace; ten times more dishonourable ragged... |
| 28494 | ancient; and such have I to fill up the ro... |
| 28495 | bought out their services that you would t... |
| 28496 | hundred and fifty tattered Prodigals latel... |
| 28497 | swine-keeping, from eating draff and husks... |
| 28498 | on the way, and told me I had unloaded all... |
| 28499 | press'd the dead bodies. No eye hath seen ... |
| 28500 | not march through Coventry with them, that... |
| 28501 | villains march wide betwixt the legs, as i... |
| 28502 | for indeed I had the most of them out of p... |
| 28503 | shirt and a half in all my company; and th... |
| 28504 | napkins tack'd together and thrown over th... |
| 28505 | herald's coat without sleeves; and the shi... |
| 28506 | stol'n from my host at Saint Alban's, or t... |
| 28507 | of Daventry. But that's all one; they'll f... |
| 28508 | every hedge. |
| 28509 | Enter the Prince and the Lord of... |
| 28510 | Prince. How now, blown Jack? How now, quilt? |
| 28511 | Fal. What, Hal? How now, mad wag? What a dev... |
| 28512 | Warwickshire? My good Lord of Westmoreland... |
| 28513 | thought your honour had already been at Sh... |
| 28514 | West. Faith, Sir John, 'tis more than time t... |
| 28515 | you too; but my powers are there already. ... |
| 28516 | you, looks for us all. We must away all, t... |
| 28517 | Fal. Tut, never fear me. I am as vigilant as... |
| 28518 | Prince. I think, to steal cream indeed, for ... |
| 28519 | made thee butter. But tell me, Jack, whose... |
| 28520 | come after? |
| 28521 | Fal. Mine, Hal, mine. |
| 28522 | Prince. I did never see such pitiful rascals. |
| 28523 | Fal. Tut, tut! good enough to toss; food for... |
| 28524 | powder. They'll fill a pit as well as bett... |
| 28525 | men, mortal men. |
| 28526 | West. Ay, but, Sir John, methinks they are e... |
| 28527 | too beggarly. |
| 28528 | Fal. Faith, for their poverty, I know, not w... |
| 28529 | for their bareness, I am surd they never l... |
| 28530 | Prince. No, I'll be sworn, unless you call t... |
| 28531 | ribs bare. But, sirrah, make haste. Percy ... |
| 28532 | field. |
| 28533 | Exit. |
| 28534 | Fal. What, is the King encamp'd? |
| 28535 | West. He is, Sir John. I fear we shall stay ... |
| 28536 | ... |
| 28537 | Fal. Well, |
| 28538 | To the latter end of a fray and the beginn... |
| 28539 | Fits a dull fighter and a keen guest. ... |
| 28540 | Scene III. |
| 28541 | The rebel camp near Shrewsbury. |
| 28542 | Enter Hotspur, Worcester, Douglas, Vernon. |
| 28543 | Hot. We'll fight with him to-night. |
| 28544 | Wor. It may not be. |
| 28545 | Doug. You give him then advantage. |
| 28546 | Ver. Not a whit. |
| 28547 | Hot. Why say you so? Looks he no for supply? |
| 28548 | Ver. So do we. |
| 28549 | Hot. His is certain, ours 's doubtful. |
| 28550 | Wor. Good cousin, be advis'd; stir not to-ni... |
| 28551 | Ver. Do not, my lord. |
| 28552 | Doug. You do not counsel well. |
| 28553 | You speak it out of fear and cold heart. |
| 28554 | Ver. Do me no slander, Douglas. By my life- |
| 28555 | And I dare well maintain it with my life- |
| 28556 | If well-respected honour bid me on |
| 28557 | I hold as little counsel with weak fear |
| 28558 | As you, my lord, or any Scot that this day... |
| 28559 | Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle |
| 28560 | Which of us fears. |
| 28561 | Doug. Yea, or to-night. |
| 28562 | Ver. Content. |
| 28563 | Hot. To-night, say I. |
| 28564 | Come, come, it may not be. I wonder much, |
| 28565 | Being men of such great leading as you are, |
| 28566 | That you foresee not what impediments |
| 28567 | Drag back our expedition. Certain horse |
| 28568 | Of my cousin Vernon's are not yet come up. |
| 28569 | Your uncle Worcester's horse came but to-day; |
| 28570 | And now their pride and mettle is asleep, |
| 28571 | Their courage with hard labour tame and dull, |
| 28572 | That not a horse is half the half of himself. |
| 28573 | Hot. So are the horses of the enemy, |
| 28574 | In general journey-bated and brought low. |
| 28575 | The better part of ours are full of rest. |
| 28576 | Wor. The number of the King exceedeth ours. |
| 28577 | For God's sake, cousin, stay till all come... |
| 28578 | The trumpet sounds a parley. |
| 28579 | Enter Sir Walter Blunt. |
| 28580 | Blunt. I come with gracious offers from the ... |
| 28581 | If you vouchsafe me hearing and respect. |
| 28582 | Hot. Welcome, Sir Walter Blunt, and would to... |
| 28583 | You were of our determination! |
| 28584 | Some of us love you well; and even those some |
| 28585 | Envy your great deservings and good name, |
| 28586 | Because you are not of our quality, |
| 28587 | But stand against us like an enemy. |
| 28588 | Blunt. And God defend but still I should sta... |
| 28589 | So long as out of limit and true rule |
| 28590 | You stand against anointed majesty! |
| 28591 | But to my charge. The King hath sent to know |
| 28592 | The nature of your griefs; and whereupon |
| 28593 | You conjure from the breast of civil peace |
| 28594 | Such bold hostility, teaching his duteous ... |
| 28595 | Audacious cruelty. If that the King |
| 28596 | Have any way your good deserts forgot, |
| 28597 | Which he confesseth to be manifold, |
| 28598 | He bids you name your griefs, and with all... |
| 28599 | You shall have your desires with interest, |
| 28600 | And pardon absolute for yourself and these |
| 28601 | Herein misled by your suggestion. |
| 28602 | Hot. The King is kind; and well we know the ... |
| 28603 | Knows at what time to promise, when to pay. |
| 28604 | My father and my uncle and myself |
| 28605 | Did give him that same royalty he wears; |
| 28606 | And when he was not six-and-twenty strong, |
| 28607 | Sick in the world's regard, wretched and low, |
| 28608 | A poor unminded outlaw sneaking home, |
| 28609 | My father gave him welcome to the shore; |
| 28610 | And when he heard him swear and vow to God |
| 28611 | He came but to be Duke of Lancaster, |
| 28612 | To sue his livery and beg his peace, |
| 28613 | With tears of innocency and terms of zeal, |
| 28614 | My father, in kind heart and pity mov'd, |
| 28615 | Swore him assistance, and performed it too. |
| 28616 | Now, when the lords and barons of the realm |
| 28617 | Perceiv'd Northumberland did lean to him, |
| 28618 | The more and less came in with cap and knee; |
| 28619 | Met him on boroughs, cities, villages, |
| 28620 | Attended him on bridges, stood in lanes, |
| 28621 | Laid gifts before him, proffer'd him their... |
| 28622 | Give him their heirs as pages, followed him |
| 28623 | Even at the heels in golden multitudes. |
| 28624 | He presently, as greatness knows itself, |
| 28625 | Steps me a little higher than his vow |
| 28626 | Made to my father, while his blood was poor, |
| 28627 | Upon the naked shore at Ravenspurgh; |
| 28628 | And now, forsooth, takes on him to reform |
| 28629 | Some certain edicts and some strait decrees |
| 28630 | That lie too heavy on the commonwealth; |
| 28631 | Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep |
| 28632 | Over his country's wrongs; and by this face, |
| 28633 | This seeming brow of justice, did he win |
| 28634 | The hearts of all that he did angle for; |
| 28635 | Proceeded further- cut me off the heads |
| 28636 | Of all the favourites that the absent King |
| 28637 | In deputation left behind him here |
| 28638 | When he was personal in the Irish war. |
| 28639 | But. Tut! I came not to hear this. |
| 28640 | Hot. Then to the point. |
| 28641 | In short time after lie depos'd the King; |
| 28642 | Soon after that depriv'd him of his life; |
| 28643 | And in the neck of that task'd the whole s... |
| 28644 | To make that worse, suff'red his kinsman M... |
| 28645 | (Who is, if every owner were well placid, |
| 28646 | Indeed his king) to be engag'd in Wales, |
| 28647 | There without ransom to lie forfeited; |
| 28648 | Disgrac'd me in my happy victories, |
| 28649 | Sought to entrap me by intelligence; |
| 28650 | Rated mine uncle from the Council board; |
| 28651 | In rage dismiss'd my father from the court; |
| 28652 | Broke an oath on oath, committed wrong on ... |
| 28653 | And in conclusion drove us to seek out |
| 28654 | This head of safety, and withal to pry |
| 28655 | Into his title, the which we find |
| 28656 | Too indirect for long continuance. |
| 28657 | Blunt. Shall I return this answer to the King? |
| 28658 | Hot. Not so, Sir Walter. We'll withdraw awhile. |
| 28659 | Go to the King; and let there be impawn'd |
| 28660 | Some surety for a safe return again, |
| 28661 | And In the morning early shall mine uncle |
| 28662 | Bring him our purposes; and so farewell. |
| 28663 | Blunt. I would you would accept of grace and... |
| 28664 | Hot. And may be so we shall. |
| 28665 | Blunt. Pray God you do. |
| 28666 | ... |
| 28667 | Scene IV. |
| 28668 | York. The Archbishop's Palace. |
| 28669 | Enter the Archbishop of York and Sir Michael. |
| 28670 | Arch. Hie, good Sir Michael; bear this seale... |
| 28671 | With winged haste to the Lord Marshal; |
| 28672 | This to my cousin Scroop; and all the rest |
| 28673 | To whom they are directed. If you knew |
| 28674 | How much they do import, you would make ha... |
| 28675 | Sir M. My good lord, |
| 28676 | I guess their tenour. |
| 28677 | Arch. Like enough you do. |
| 28678 | To-morrow, good Sir Michael, is a day |
| 28679 | Wherein the fortune of ten thousand men |
| 28680 | Must bide the touch; for, sir, at Shrewsbury, |
| 28681 | As I am truly given to understand, |
| 28682 | The King with mighty and quick-raised power |
| 28683 | Meets with Lord Harry; and I fear, Sir Mic... |
| 28684 | What with the sickness of Northumberland, |
| 28685 | Whose power was in the first proportion, |
| 28686 | And what with Owen Glendower's absence the... |
| 28687 | Who with them was a rated sinew too |
| 28688 | And comes not in, overrul'd by prophecies- |
| 28689 | I fear the power of Percy is too weak |
| 28690 | To wage an instant trial with the King. |
| 28691 | Sir M. Why, my good lord, you need not fear; |
| 28692 | There is Douglas and Lord Mortimer. |
| 28693 | Arch. No, Mortimer is not there. |
| 28694 | Sir M. But there is Mordake, Vernon, Lord Ha... |
| 28695 | And there is my Lord of Worcester, and a head |
| 28696 | Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen. |
| 28697 | Arch. And so there is; but yet the King hath... |
| 28698 | The special head of all the land together- |
| 28699 | The Prince of Wales, Lord John of Lancaster, |
| 28700 | The noble Westmoreland and warlike Blunt, |
| 28701 | And many moe corrivals and dear men |
| 28702 | Of estimation and command in arms. |
| 28703 | Sir M. Doubt not, my lord, they shall be wel... |
| 28704 | Arch. I hope no less, yet needful 'tis to fear; |
| 28705 | And, to prevent the worst, Sir Michael, sp... |
| 28706 | For if Lord Percy thrive not, ere the King |
| 28707 | Dismiss his power, he means to visit us, |
| 28708 | For he hath heard of our confederacy, |
| 28709 | And 'tis but wisdom to make strong against... |
| 28710 | Therefore make haste. I must go write again |
| 28711 | To other friends; and so farewell, Sir Mic... |
| 28712 | ... |
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| 28721 | ACT V. Scene I. |
| 28722 | The King's camp near Shrewsbury. |
| 28723 | Enter the King, Prince of Wales, Lord John of ... |
| 28724 | Falstaff. |
| 28725 | King. How bloodily the sun begins to peer |
| 28726 | Above yon busky hill! The day looks pale |
| 28727 | At his distemp'rature. |
| 28728 | Prince. The southern wind |
| 28729 | Doth play the trumpet to his purposes |
| 28730 | And by his hollow whistling in the leaves |
| 28731 | Foretells a tempest and a blust'ring day. |
| 28732 | King. Theft with the losers let it sympathize, |
| 28733 | For nothing can seem foul to those that win. |
| 28734 | The trumpet sounds. Enter Worcester [and ... |
| 28735 | How, now, my Lord of Worcester? 'Tis not well |
| 28736 | That you and I should meet upon such terms |
| 28737 | As now we meet. You have deceiv'd our trust |
| 28738 | And made us doff our easy robes of peace |
| 28739 | To crush our old limbs in ungentle steel. |
| 28740 | This is not well, my lord; this is not well. |
| 28741 | What say you to it? Will you again unknit |
| 28742 | This churlish knot of all-abhorred war, |
| 28743 | And move in that obedient orb again |
| 28744 | Where you did give a fair and natural light, |
| 28745 | And be no more an exhal'd meteor, |
| 28746 | A prodigy of fear, and a portent |
| 28747 | Of broached mischief to the unborn times? |
| 28748 | Wor. Hear me, my liege. |
| 28749 | For mine own part, I could be well content |
| 28750 | To entertain the lag-end of my life |
| 28751 | With quiet hours; for I do protest |
| 28752 | I have not sought the day of this dislike. |
| 28753 | King. You have not sought it! How comes it t... |
| 28754 | Fal. Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it. |
| 28755 | Prince. Peace, chewet, peace! |
| 28756 | Wor. It pleas'd your Majesty to turn your looks |
| 28757 | Of favour from myself and all our house; |
| 28758 | And yet I must remember you, my lord, |
| 28759 | We were the first and dearest of your frie... |
| 28760 | For you my staff of office did I break |
| 28761 | In Richard's time, and posted day and night |
| 28762 | To meet you on the way and kiss your hand |
| 28763 | When yet you were in place and in account |
| 28764 | Nothing so strong and fortunate as I. |
| 28765 | It was myself, my brother, and his son |
| 28766 | That brought you home and boldly did outdare |
| 28767 | The dangers of the time. You swore to us, |
| 28768 | And you did swear that oath at Doncaster, |
| 28769 | That you did nothing purpose 'gainst the s... |
| 28770 | Nor claim no further than your new-fall'n ... |
| 28771 | The seat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster. |
| 28772 | To this we swore our aid. But in short space |
| 28773 | It it rain'd down fortune show'ring on you... |
| 28774 | And such a flood of greatness fell on you- |
| 28775 | What with our help, what with the absent K... |
| 28776 | What with the injuries of a wanton time, |
| 28777 | The seeming sufferances that you had borne, |
| 28778 | And the contrarious winds that held the Ki... |
| 28779 | So long in his unlucky Irish wars |
| 28780 | That all in England did repute him dead- |
| 28781 | And from this swarm of fair advantages |
| 28782 | You took occasion to be quickly woo'd |
| 28783 | To gripe the general sway into your hand; |
| 28784 | Forgot your oath to us at Doncaster; |
| 28785 | And, being fed by us, you us'd us so |
| 28786 | As that ungentle gull, the cuckoo's bird, |
| 28787 | Useth the sparrow- did oppress our nest; |
| 28788 | Grew, by our feeding to so great a bulk |
| 28789 | That even our love thirst not come near yo... |
| 28790 | For fear of swallowing; but with nimble wing |
| 28791 | We were enforc'd for safety sake to fly |
| 28792 | Out of your sight and raise this present h... |
| 28793 | Whereby we stand opposed by such means |
| 28794 | As you yourself have forg'd against yourself |
| 28795 | By unkind usage, dangerous countenance, |
| 28796 | And violation of all faith and troth |
| 28797 | Sworn to tis in your younger enterprise. |
| 28798 | King. These things, indeed, you have articul... |
| 28799 | Proclaim'd at market crosses, read in chur... |
| 28800 | To face the garment of rebellion |
| 28801 | With some fine colour that may please the eye |
| 28802 | Of fickle changelings and poor discontents, |
| 28803 | Which gape and rub the elbow at the news |
| 28804 | Of hurlyburly innovation. |
| 28805 | And never yet did insurrection want |
| 28806 | Such water colours to impaint his cause, |
| 28807 | Nor moody beggars, starving for a time |
| 28808 | Of pell-mell havoc and confusion. |
| 28809 | Prince. In both our armies there is many a soul |
| 28810 | Shall pay full dearly for this encounter, |
| 28811 | If once they join in trial. Tell your nephew |
| 28812 | The Prince of Wales doth join with all the... |
| 28813 | In praise of Henry Percy. By my hopes, |
| 28814 | This present enterprise set off his head, |
| 28815 | I do not think a braver gentleman, |
| 28816 | More active-valiant or more valiant-young, |
| 28817 | More daring or more bold, is now alive |
| 28818 | To grace this latter age with noble deeds. |
| 28819 | For my part, I may speak it to my shame, |
| 28820 | I have a truant been to chivalry; |
| 28821 | And so I hear he doth account me too. |
| 28822 | Yet this before my father's Majesty- |
| 28823 | I am content that he shall take the odds |
| 28824 | Of his great name and estimation, |
| 28825 | And will to save the blood on either side, |
| 28826 | Try fortune with him in a single fight. |
| 28827 | King. And, Prince of Wales, so dare we ventu... |
| 28828 | Albeit considerations infinite |
| 28829 | Do make against it. No, good Worcester, no! |
| 28830 | We love our people well; even those we love |
| 28831 | That are misled upon your cousin's part; |
| 28832 | And, will they take the offer of our grace, |
| 28833 | Both he, and they, and you, yea, every man |
| 28834 | Shall be my friend again, and I'll be his. |
| 28835 | So tell your cousin, and bring me word |
| 28836 | What he will do. But if he will not yield, |
| 28837 | Rebuke and dread correction wait on us, |
| 28838 | And they shall do their office. So be gone. |
| 28839 | We will not now be troubled with reply. |
| 28840 | We offer fair; take it advisedly. |
| 28841 | Exit Worce... |
| 28842 | Prince. It will not be accepted, on my life. |
| 28843 | The Douglas and the Hotspur both together |
| 28844 | Are confident against the world in arms. |
| 28845 | King. Hence, therefore, every leader to his ... |
| 28846 | For, on their answer, will we set on them, |
| 28847 | And God befriend us as our cause is just! |
| 28848 | Exeunt. Manent... |
| 28849 | Fal. Hal, if thou see me down in the battle ... |
| 28850 | 'Tis a point of friendship. |
| 28851 | Prince. Nothing but a Colossus can do thee t... |
| 28852 | Say thy prayers, and farewell. |
| 28853 | Fal. I would 'twere bedtime, Hal, and all well. |
| 28854 | Prince. Why, thou owest God a death. |
| 28855 | Exit. |
| 28856 | Fal. 'Tis not due yet. I would be loath to p... |
| 28857 | What need I be so forward with him that ca... |
| 28858 | 'tis no matter; honour pricks me on. Yea, ... |
| 28859 | me off when I come on? How then? Can honor... |
| 28860 | an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wo... |
| 28861 | skill in surgery then? No. What is honour?... |
| 28862 | word honour? Air. A trim reckoning! Who ha... |
| 28863 | Wednesday. Doth he feel it? No. Doth be be... |
| 28864 | insensible then? Yea, to the dead. But wil... |
| 28865 | living? No. Why? Detraction will not suffe... |
| 28866 | none of it. Honour is a mere scutcheon- an... |
| 28867 | Exit. |
| 28868 | Scene II. |
| 28869 | The rebel camp. |
| 28870 | Enter Worcester and Sir Richard Vernon. |
| 28871 | Wor. O no, my nephew must not know, Sir Rich... |
| 28872 | The liberal and kind offer of the King. |
| 28873 | Ver. 'Twere best he did. |
| 28874 | Wor. Then are we all undone. |
| 28875 | It is not possible, it cannot be |
| 28876 | The King should keep his word in loving us. |
| 28877 | He will suspect us still and find a time |
| 28878 | To punish this offence in other faults. |
| 28879 | Suspicion all our lives shall be stuck ful... |
| 28880 | For treason is but trusted like the fox |
| 28881 | Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish'd and lock'... |
| 28882 | Will have a wild trick of his ancestors. |
| 28883 | Look how we can, or sad or merrily, |
| 28884 | Interpretation will misquote our looks, |
| 28885 | And we shall feed like oxen at a stall, |
| 28886 | The better cherish'd, still the nearer death. |
| 28887 | My nephew's trespass may be well forgot; |
| 28888 | It hath the excuse of youth and heat of bl... |
| 28889 | And an adopted name of privilege- |
| 28890 | A hare-brained Hotspur govern'd by a spleen. |
| 28891 | All his offences live upon my head |
| 28892 | And on his father's. We did train him on; |
| 28893 | And, his corruption being taken from us, |
| 28894 | We, as the spring of all, shall pay for all. |
| 28895 | Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know, |
| 28896 | In any case, the offer of the King. |
| 28897 | Enter Hotspur [and Douglas]. |
| 28898 | Ver. Deliver what you will, I'll say 'tis so. |
| 28899 | Here comes your cousin. |
| 28900 | Hot. My uncle is return'd. |
| 28901 | Deliver up my Lord of Westmoreland. |
| 28902 | Uncle, what news? |
| 28903 | Wor. The King will bid you battle presently. |
| 28904 | Doug. Defy him by the Lord Of Westmoreland. |
| 28905 | Hot. Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so. |
| 28906 | Doug. Marry, and shall, and very willingly. |
| 28907 | Exit. |
| 28908 | Wor. There is no seeming mercy in the King. |
| 28909 | Hot. Did you beg any, God forbid! |
| 28910 | Wor. I told him gently of our grievances, |
| 28911 | Of his oath-breaking; which he mended thus, |
| 28912 | By now forswearing that he is forsworn. |
| 28913 | He calls us rebels, traitors, aid will sco... |
| 28914 | With haughty arms this hateful name in us. |
| 28915 | Enter Douglas. |
| 28916 | Doug. Arm, gentlemen! to arms! for I have th... |
| 28917 | A brave defiance in King Henry's teeth, |
| 28918 | And Westmoreland, that was engag'd, did be... |
| 28919 | Which cannot choose but bring him quickly on. |
| 28920 | Wor. The Prince of Wales stepp'd forth befor... |
| 28921 | And, nephew, challeng'd you to single fight. |
| 28922 | Hot. O, would the quarrel lay upon our heads, |
| 28923 | And that no man might draw short breath to... |
| 28924 | But I and Harry Monmouth! Tell me, tell me, |
| 28925 | How show'd his tasking? Seem'd it in conte... |
| 28926 | No, by my soul. I never in my life |
| 28927 | Did hear a challenge urg'd more modestly, |
| 28928 | Unless a brother should a brother dare |
| 28929 | To gentle exercise and proof of arms. |
| 28930 | He gave you all the duties of a man; |
| 28931 | Trimm'd up your praises with a princely to... |
| 28932 | Spoke your deservings like a chronicle; |
| 28933 | Making you ever better than his praise |
| 28934 | By still dispraising praise valued with you; |
| 28935 | And, which became him like a prince indeed, |
| 28936 | He made a blushing cital of himself, |
| 28937 | And chid his truant youth with such a grace |
| 28938 | As if lie mast'red there a double spirit |
| 28939 | Of teaching and of learning instantly. |
| 28940 | There did he pause; but let me tell the wo... |
| 28941 | If he outlive the envy of this day, |
| 28942 | England did never owe so sweet a hope, |
| 28943 | So much misconstrued in his wantonness. |
| 28944 | Hot. Cousin, I think thou art enamoured |
| 28945 | Upon his follies. Never did I hear |
| 28946 | Of any prince so wild a libertine. |
| 28947 | But be he as he will, yet once ere night |
| 28948 | I will embrace him with a soldier's arm, |
| 28949 | That he shall shrink under my courtesy. |
| 28950 | Arm, arm with speed! and, fellows, soldier... |
| 28951 | Better consider what you have to do |
| 28952 | Than I, that have not well the gift of ton... |
| 28953 | Can lift your blood up with persuasion. |
| 28954 | Enter a Messenger. |
| 28955 | Mess. My lord, here are letters for you. |
| 28956 | Hot. I cannot read them now.- |
| 28957 | O gentlemen, the time of life is short! |
| 28958 | To spend that shortness basely were too long |
| 28959 | If life did ride upon a dial's point, |
| 28960 | Still ending at the arrival of an hour. |
| 28961 | An if we live, we live to tread on kings; |
| 28962 | If die, brave death, when princes die with... |
| 28963 | Now for our consciences, the arms are fair, |
| 28964 | When the intent of bearing them is just. |
| 28965 | Enter another Messenger. |
| 28966 | Mess. My lord, prepare. The King comes on ap... |
| 28967 | Hot. I thank him that he cuts me from my tale, |
| 28968 | For I profess not talking. Only this- |
| 28969 | Let each man do his best; and here draw I |
| 28970 | A sword whose temper I intend to stain |
| 28971 | With the best blood that I can meet withal |
| 28972 | In the adventure of this perilous day. |
| 28973 | Now, Esperance! Percy! and set on. |
| 28974 | Sound all the lofty instruments of war, |
| 28975 | And by that music let us all embrace; |
| 28976 | For, heaven to earth, some of us never shall |
| 28977 | A second time do such a courtesy. |
| 28978 | Here they embrace. T... |
| 28979 | ... |
| 28980 | Scene III. |
| 28981 | Plain between the camps. |
| 28982 | The King enters with his Power. Alarum to the... |
| 28983 | and Sir Walter Blunt. |
| 28984 | Blunt. What is thy name, that in the battle ... |
| 28985 | Thou crossest me? What honour dost thou seek |
| 28986 | Upon my head? |
| 28987 | Doug. Know then my name is Douglas, |
| 28988 | And I do haunt thee in the battle thus |
| 28989 | Because some tell me that thou art a king. |
| 28990 | Blunt. They tell thee true. |
| 28991 | Doug. The Lord of Stafford dear to-day hath ... |
| 28992 | Thy likeness; for instead of thee, King Ha... |
| 28993 | This sword hath ended him. So shall it thee, |
| 28994 | Unless thou yield thee as my prisoner. |
| 28995 | Blunt. I was not born a yielder, thou proud ... |
| 28996 | And thou shalt find a king that will revenge |
| 28997 | Lord Stafford's death. |
| 28998 | They fight. Douglas kills Blunt. Then ente... |
| 28999 | Hot. O Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holmedo... |
| 29000 | I never had triumph'd upon a Scot. |
| 29001 | Doug. All's done, all's won. Here breathless... |
| 29002 | Hot. Where? |
| 29003 | Doug. Here. |
| 29004 | Hot. This, Douglas? No. I know this face ful... |
| 29005 | A gallant knight he was, his name was Blunt; |
| 29006 | Semblably furnish'd like the King himself. |
| 29007 | Doug. A fool go with thy soul, whither it goes! |
| 29008 | A borrowed title hast thou bought too dear: |
| 29009 | Why didst thou tell me that thou wert a king? |
| 29010 | Hot. The King hath many marching in his coats. |
| 29011 | Doug. Now, by my sword, I will kill all his ... |
| 29012 | I'll murder all his wardrop, piece by piece, |
| 29013 | Until I meet the King. |
| 29014 | Hot. Up and away! |
| 29015 | Our soldiers stand full fairly for the day. |
| 29016 | ... |
| 29017 | Alarum. Enter Falstaff solus. |
| 29018 | Fal. Though I could scape shot-free at Londo... |
| 29019 | here. Here's no scoring but upon the pate.... |
| 29020 | Sir Walter Blunt. There's honour for you! ... |
| 29021 | as hot as molten lead, and as heavy too. G... |
| 29022 | I need no more weight than mine own bowels... |
| 29023 | rag-of-muffins where they are pepper'd. Th... |
| 29024 | hundred and fifty left alive; and they are... |
| 29025 | beg during life. But who comes here? |
| 29026 | Enter the Prince. |
| 29027 | Prince. What, stand'st thou idle here? Lend ... |
| 29028 | Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff |
| 29029 | Under the hoofs of vaunting enemies, |
| 29030 | Whose deaths are yet unreveng'd. I prithee |
| 29031 | Rend me thy sword. |
| 29032 | Fal. O Hal, I prithee give me leave to breat... |
| 29033 | never did such deeds in arms as I have don... |
| 29034 | Percy; I have made him sure. |
| 29035 | Prince. He is indeed, and living to kill thee. |
| 29036 | I prithee lend me thy sword. |
| 29037 | Fal. Nay, before God, Hal, if Percy be alive... |
| 29038 | sword; but take my pistol, if thou wilt. |
| 29039 | Prince. Give it me. What, is it in the case? |
| 29040 | Fal. Ay, Hal. 'Tis hot, 'tis hot. There's th... |
| 29041 | The Prince draws it out and finds it to he... |
| 29042 | What, is it a time to jest and dally now? |
| 29043 | He throws the bo... |
| 29044 | Fal. Well, if Percy be alive, I'll pierce hi... |
| 29045 | way, so; if he do not, if I come in his wi... |
| 29046 | carbonado of me. I like not such grinning ... |
| 29047 | hath. Give me life; which if I can save, s... |
| 29048 | unlook'd for, and there's an end. ... |
| 29049 | Scene IV. |
| 29050 | Another part of the field. |
| 29051 | Alarum. Excursions. Enter the King, the Prince... |
| 29052 | Earl of Westmoreland |
| 29053 | King. I prithee, |
| 29054 | Harry, withdraw thyself; thou bleedest too... |
| 29055 | Lord John of Lancaster, go you unto him. |
| 29056 | John. Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too. |
| 29057 | Prince. I do beseech your Majesty make up, |
| 29058 | Lest Your retirement do amaze your friends. |
| 29059 | King. I will do so. |
| 29060 | My Lord of Westmoreland, lead him to his t... |
| 29061 | West. Come, my lord, I'll lead you to your t... |
| 29062 | Prince. Lead me, my lord, I do not need your... |
| 29063 | And God forbid a shallow scratch should drive |
| 29064 | The Prince of Wales from such a field as t... |
| 29065 | Where stain'd nobility lies trodden on, |
| 29066 | And rebels' arms triumph in massacres! |
| 29067 | John. We breathe too long. Come, cousin West... |
| 29068 | Our duty this way lies. For God's sake, co... |
| 29069 | [Exeunt Prince John ... |
| 29070 | Prince. By God, thou hast deceiv'd me, Lanca... |
| 29071 | I did not think thee lord of such a spirit. |
| 29072 | Before, I lov'd thee as a brother, John; |
| 29073 | But now, I do respect thee as my soul. |
| 29074 | King. I saw him hold Lord Percy at the point |
| 29075 | With lustier maintenance than I did look for |
| 29076 | Of such an ungrown warrior. |
| 29077 | Prince. O, this boy |
| 29078 | Lends mettle to us all! ... |
| 29079 | Enter Douglas. |
| 29080 | Doug. Another king? They grow like Hydra's h... |
| 29081 | I am the Douglas, fatal to all those |
| 29082 | That wear those colours on them. What art ... |
| 29083 | That counterfeit'st the person of a king? |
| 29084 | King. The King himself, who, Douglas, grieve... |
| 29085 | So many of his shadows thou hast met, |
| 29086 | And not the very King. I have two boys |
| 29087 | Seek Percy and thyself about the field; |
| 29088 | But, seeing thou fall'st on me so luckily, |
| 29089 | I will assay thee. So defend thyself. |
| 29090 | Doug. I fear thou art another counterfeit; |
| 29091 | And yet, in faith, thou bearest thee like ... |
| 29092 | But mine I am sure thou art, whoe'er thou be, |
| 29093 | And thus I win thee. |
| 29094 | They fight. The King being in danger, enter... |
| 29095 | Prince. Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou... |
| 29096 | Never to hold it up again! The spirits |
| 29097 | Of valiant Shirley, Stafford, Blunt are in... |
| 29098 | It is the Prince of Wales that threatens t... |
| 29099 | Who never promiseth but he means to pay. |
| 29100 | They figh... |
| 29101 | Cheerly, my lord. How fares your Grace? |
| 29102 | Sir Nicholas Gawsey hath for succour sent, |
| 29103 | And so hath Clifton. I'll to Clifton strai... |
| 29104 | King. Stay and breathe awhile. |
| 29105 | Thou hast redeem'd thy lost opinion, |
| 29106 | And show'd thou mak'st some tender of my l... |
| 29107 | In this fair rescue thou hast brought to me. |
| 29108 | Prince. O God! they did me too much injury |
| 29109 | That ever said I heark'ned for your death. |
| 29110 | If it were so, I might have let alone |
| 29111 | The insulting hand of Douglas over you, |
| 29112 | Which would have been as speedy in your end |
| 29113 | As all the poisonous potions in the world, |
| 29114 | And sav'd the treacherous labour of your son. |
| 29115 | King. Make up to Clifton; I'll to Sir Nichol... |
| 29116 | Exit. |
| 29117 | Enter Hotspur. |
| 29118 | Hot. If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth. |
| 29119 | Prince. Thou speak'st as if I would deny my ... |
| 29120 | Hot. My name is Harry Percy. |
| 29121 | Prince. Why, then I see |
| 29122 | A very valiant rebel of the name. |
| 29123 | I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, P... |
| 29124 | To share with me in glory any more. |
| 29125 | Two stars keep not their motion in one sph... |
| 29126 | Nor can one England brook a double reign |
| 29127 | Of Harry Percy and the Prince of Wales. |
| 29128 | Hot. Nor shall it, Harry; for the hour is come |
| 29129 | To end the one of us and would to God |
| 29130 | Thy name in arms were now as great as mine! |
| 29131 | Prince. I'll make it greater ere I part from... |
| 29132 | And all the budding honours on thy crest |
| 29133 | I'll crop to make a garland for my head. |
| 29134 | Hot. I can no longer brook thy vanities. |
| 29135 | ... |
| 29136 | Enter Falstaff. |
| 29137 | Fal. Well said, Hal! to it, Hal! Nay, you sh... |
| 29138 | here, I can tell you. |
| 29139 | Enter Douglas. He fighteth with Falstaff, w... |
| 29140 | he were dead. [Exit Douglas.] The Prince... |
| 29141 | Hot. O Harry, thou hast robb'd me of my youth! |
| 29142 | I better brook the loss of brittle life |
| 29143 | Than those proud titles thou hast won of me. |
| 29144 | They wound my thoughts worse than thy swor... |
| 29145 | But thoughts the slave, of life, and life ... |
| 29146 | And time, that takes survey of all the world, |
| 29147 | Must have a stop. O, I could prophesy, |
| 29148 | But that the earthy and cold hand of death |
| 29149 | Lies on my tongue. No, Percy, thou art dust, |
| 29150 | And food for- ... |
| 29151 | Prince. For worms, brave Percy. Fare thee we... |
| 29152 | Ill-weav'd ambition, how much art thou shr... |
| 29153 | When that this body did contain a spirit, |
| 29154 | A kingdom for it was too small a bound; |
| 29155 | But now two paces of the vilest earth |
| 29156 | Is room enough. This earth that bears thee... |
| 29157 | Bears not alive so stout a gentleman. |
| 29158 | If thou wert sensible of courtesy, |
| 29159 | I should not make so dear a show of zeal. |
| 29160 | But let my favours hide thy mangled face; |
| 29161 | And, even in thy behalf, I'll thank myself |
| 29162 | For doing these fair rites of tenderness. |
| 29163 | Adieu, and take thy praise with thee to he... |
| 29164 | Thy ignominy sleep with thee in the grave, |
| 29165 | But not rememb'red in thy epitaph! |
| 29166 | He spieth Falst... |
| 29167 | What, old acquaintance? Could not all this... |
| 29168 | Keep in a little life? Poor Jack, farewell! |
| 29169 | I could have better spar'd a better man. |
| 29170 | O, I should have a heavy miss of thee |
| 29171 | If I were much in love with vanity! |
| 29172 | Death hath not struck so fat a deer to-day, |
| 29173 | Though many dearer, in this bloody fray. |
| 29174 | Embowell'd will I see thee by-and-by; |
| 29175 | Till then in blood by noble Percy lie. ... |
| 29176 | Falstaff riseth up. |
| 29177 | Fal. Embowell'd? If thou embowel me to-day, ... |
| 29178 | powder me and eat me too to-morrow. 'Sbloo... |
| 29179 | counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot ha... |
| 29180 | too. Counterfeit? I lie; I am no counterfe... |
| 29181 | counterfeit; for he is but the counterfeit... |
| 29182 | the life of a man; but to counterfeit dyin... |
| 29183 | liveth, is to be no counterfeit, but the t... |
| 29184 | of life indeed. The better part of valour ... |
| 29185 | which better part I have saved my life. Zo... |
| 29186 | this gunpowder Percy, though he be dead. H... |
| 29187 | counterfeit too, and rise? By my faith, I ... |
| 29188 | prove the better counterfeit. Therefore I'... |
| 29189 | and I'll swear I kill'd him. Why may not h... |
| 29190 | Nothing confutes me but eyes, and nobody s... |
| 29191 | sirrah [stabs him], with a new wound in yo... |
| 29192 | along with me. |
| 29193 | He takes up Hotspur on his hack. [Enter Pri... |
| 29194 | Lancaster. |
| 29195 | Prince. Come, brother John; full bravely has... |
| 29196 | Thy maiden sword. |
| 29197 | John. But, soft! whom have we here? |
| 29198 | Did you not tell me this fat man was dead? |
| 29199 | Prince. I did; I saw him dead, |
| 29200 | Breathless and bleeding on the ground. Art... |
| 29201 | Or is it fantasy that plays upon our eyesi... |
| 29202 | I prithee speak. We will not trust our eyes |
| 29203 | Without our ears. Thou art not what thou s... |
| 29204 | Fal. No, that's certain! I am not a double m... |
| 29205 | Jack Falstaff, then am I a Jack. There 's ... |
| 29206 | will do me any honour, so; if not, let him... |
| 29207 | himself. I look to be either earl or duke,... |
| 29208 | Prince. Why, Percy I kill'd myself, and saw ... |
| 29209 | Fal. Didst thou? Lord, Lord, how this world ... |
| 29210 | grant you I was down, and out of breath, a... |
| 29211 | rose both at an instant and fought a long ... |
| 29212 | clock. If I may be believ'd, so; if not, l... |
| 29213 | reward valour bear the sin upon their own ... |
| 29214 | upon my death, I gave him this wound in th... |
| 29215 | were alive and would deny it, zounds! I wo... |
| 29216 | piece of my sword. |
| 29217 | John. This is the strangest tale that ever I... |
| 29218 | Prince. This is the strangest fellow, brothe... |
| 29219 | Come, bring your luggage nobly on your back. |
| 29220 | For my part, if a lie may do thee grace, |
| 29221 | I'll gild it with the happiest terms I have. |
| 29222 | A r... |
| 29223 | The trumpet sounds retreat; the day is ours. |
| 29224 | Come, brother, let's to the highest of the... |
| 29225 | To see what friends are living, who are dead. |
| 29226 | Exeunt [Prince Henry... |
| 29227 | Fal. I'll follow, as they say, for reward. H... |
| 29228 | reward him! If I do grow great, I'll grow ... |
| 29229 | and leave sack, and live cleanly, as a nob... |
| 29230 | Exit [bear... |
| 29231 | Scene V. |
| 29232 | Another part of the field. |
| 29233 | The trumpets sound. [Enter the King, Prince of... |
| 29234 | Earl of Westmoreland, with Worcester and Verno... |
| 29235 | King. Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke. |
| 29236 | Ill-spirited Worcester! did not we send gr... |
| 29237 | Pardon, and terms of love to all of you? |
| 29238 | And wouldst thou turn our offers contrary? |
| 29239 | Misuse the tenour of thy kinsman's trust? |
| 29240 | Three knights upon our party slain to-day, |
| 29241 | A noble earl, and many a creature else |
| 29242 | Had been alive this hour, |
| 29243 | If like a Christian thou hadst truly borne |
| 29244 | Betwixt our armies true intelligence. |
| 29245 | Wor. What I have done my safety urg'd me to; |
| 29246 | And I embrace this fortune patiently, |
| 29247 | Since not to be avoided it fails on me. |
| 29248 | King. Bear Worcester to the death, and Verno... |
| 29249 | Other offenders we will pause upon. |
| 29250 | Exeunt Worcester and ... |
| 29251 | How goes the field? |
| 29252 | Prince. The noble Scot, Lord Douglas, when h... |
| 29253 | The fortune of the day quite turn'd from him, |
| 29254 | The Noble Percy slain and all his men |
| 29255 | Upon the foot of fear, fled with the rest; |
| 29256 | And falling from a hill,he was so bruis'd |
| 29257 | That the pursuers took him. At my tent |
| 29258 | The Douglas is, and I beseech Your Grace |
| 29259 | I may dispose of him. |
| 29260 | King. With all my heart. |
| 29261 | Prince. Then brother John of Lancaster, to you |
| 29262 | This honourable bounty shall belong. |
| 29263 | Go to the Douglas and deliver him |
| 29264 | Up to his pleasure, ransomless and free. |
| 29265 | His valour shown upon our crests today |
| 29266 | Hath taught us how to cherish such high de... |
| 29267 | Even in the bosom of our adversaries. |
| 29268 | John. I thank your Grace for this high court... |
| 29269 | Which I shall give away immediately. |
| 29270 | King. Then this remains, that we divide our ... |
| 29271 | You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland, |
| 29272 | Towards York shall bend you with your dear... |
| 29273 | To meet Northumberland and the prelate Scr... |
| 29274 | Who, as we hear, are busily in arms. |
| 29275 | Myself and you, son Harry, will towards Wales |
| 29276 | To fight with Glendower and the Earl of Ma... |
| 29277 | Rebellion in this laud shall lose his sway, |
| 29278 | Meeting the check of such another day; |
| 29279 | And since this business so fair is done, |
| 29280 | Let us not leave till all our own be won. |
| 29281 | ... |
| 29282 | THE END |
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| 29291 | 1598 |
| 29292 | SECOND PART OF KING HENRY IV |
| 29293 | by William Shakespeare |
| 29294 | Dramatis Personae |
| 29295 | RUMOUR, the Presenter |
| 29296 | KING HENRY THE FOURTH |
| 29297 | HENRY, PRINCE OF WALES, afterwards HENRY |
| 29298 | PRINCE JOHN OF LANCASTER |
| 29299 | PRINCE HUMPHREY OF GLOUCESTER |
| 29300 | THOMAS, DUKE OF CLARENCE |
| 29301 | Sons of Henry IV |
| 29302 | EARL OF NORTHUMBERLAND |
| 29303 | SCROOP, ARCHBISHOP OF YORK |
| 29304 | LORD MOWBRAY |
| 29305 | LORD HASTINGS |
| 29306 | LORD BARDOLPH |
| 29307 | SIR JOHN COLVILLE |
| 29308 | TRAVERS and MORTON, retainers of Northumberland |
| 29309 | Opposites against King Henry IV |
| 29310 | EARL OF WARWICK |
| 29311 | EARL OF WESTMORELAND |
| 29312 | EARL OF SURREY |
| 29313 | EARL OF KENT |
| 29314 | GOWER |
| 29315 | HARCOURT |
| 29316 | BLUNT |
| 29317 | Of the King's party |
| 29318 | LORD CHIEF JUSTICE |
| 29319 | SERVANT, to Lord Chief Justice |
| 29320 | SIR JOHN FALSTAFF |
| 29321 | EDWARD POINS |
| 29322 | BARDOLPH |
| 29323 | PISTOL |
| 29324 | PETO |
| 29325 | Irregular humourists |
| 29326 | PAGE, to Falstaff |
| 29327 | ROBERT SHALLOW and SILENCE, country Justices |
| 29328 | DAVY, servant to Shallow |
| 29329 | FANG and SNARE, Sheriff's officers |
| 29330 | RALPH MOULDY |
| 29331 | SIMON SHADOW |
| 29332 | THOMAS WART |
| 29333 | FRANCIS FEEBLE |
| 29334 | PETER BULLCALF |
| 29335 | Country soldiers |
| 29336 | FRANCIS, a drawer |
| 29337 | LADY NORTHUMBERLAND |
| 29338 | LADY PERCY, Percy's widow |
| 29339 | HOSTESS QUICKLY, of the Boar's Head, Eastcheap |
| 29340 | DOLL TEARSHEET |
| 29341 | LORDS, Attendants, Porter, Drawers, Beadles,... |
| 29342 | Speaker of the Epilogue |
| 29343 | SCENE: England |
| 29344 | INDUCTION |
| 29345 | INDUCTION. |
| 29346 | Warkworth. Before NORTHUMBERLAND'S ... |
| 29347 | Enter RUMOUR, painted full of tongues |
| 29348 | RUMOUR. Open your ears; for which of you wil... |
| 29349 | The vent of hearing when loud Rumour speaks? |
| 29350 | I, from the orient to the drooping west, |
| 29351 | Making the wind my post-horse, still unfold |
| 29352 | The acts commenced on this ball of earth. |
| 29353 | Upon my tongues continual slanders ride, |
| 29354 | The which in every language I pronounce, |
| 29355 | Stuffing the ears of men with false reports. |
| 29356 | I speak of peace while covert emnity, |
| 29357 | Under the smile of safety, wounds the world; |
| 29358 | And who but Rumour, who but only I, |
| 29359 | Make fearful musters and prepar'd defence, |
| 29360 | Whiles the big year, swoln with some other... |
| 29361 | Is thought with child by the stern tyrant ... |
| 29362 | And no such matter? Rumour is a pipe |
| 29363 | Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures, |
| 29364 | And of so easy and so plain a stop |
| 29365 | That the blunt monster with uncounted heads, |
| 29366 | The still-discordant wav'ring multitude, |
| 29367 | Can play upon it. But what need I thus |
| 29368 | My well-known body to anatomize |
| 29369 | Among my household? Why is Rumour here? |
| 29370 | I run before King Harry's victory, |
| 29371 | Who, in a bloody field by Shrewsbury, |
| 29372 | Hath beaten down young Hotspur and his tro... |
| 29373 | Quenching the flame of bold rebellion |
| 29374 | Even with the rebels' blood. But what mean I |
| 29375 | To speak so true at first? My office is |
| 29376 | To noise abroad that Harry Monmouth fell |
| 29377 | Under the wrath of noble Hotspur's sword, |
| 29378 | And that the King before the Douglas' rage |
| 29379 | Stoop'd his anointed head as low as death. |
| 29380 | This have I rumour'd through the peasant t... |
| 29381 | Between that royal field of Shrewsbury |
| 29382 | And this worm-eaten hold of ragged stone, |
| 29383 | Where Hotspur's father, old Northumberland, |
| 29384 | Lies crafty-sick. The posts come tiring on, |
| 29385 | And not a man of them brings other news |
| 29386 | Than they have learnt of me. From Rumour's... |
| 29387 | They bring smooth comforts false, worse th... |
| 29388 | Exit |
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| 29397 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 29398 | Warkworth. Before NORTHUMBERLAND'S Castle |
| 29399 | Enter LORD BARDOLPH |
| 29400 | LORD BARDOLPH. Who keeps the gate here, ho? |
| 29401 | The PORTER opens the gate |
| 29402 | Where is the Earl? |
| 29403 | PORTER. What shall I say you are? |
| 29404 | LORD BARDOLPH. Tell thou the Earl |
| 29405 | That the Lord Bardolph doth attend him here. |
| 29406 | PORTER. His lordship is walk'd forth into th... |
| 29407 | Please it your honour knock but at the gate, |
| 29408 | And he himself will answer. |
| 29409 | Enter NORTHUMBERLAND |
| 29410 | LORD BARDOLPH. Here comes the Earl. ... |
| 29411 | NORTHUMBERLAND. What news, Lord Bardolph? Ev... |
| 29412 | Should be the father of some stratagem. |
| 29413 | The times are wild; contention, like a horse |
| 29414 | Full of high feeding, madly hath broke loose |
| 29415 | And bears down all before him. |
| 29416 | LORD BARDOLPH. Noble Earl, |
| 29417 | I bring you certain news from Shrewsbury. |
| 29418 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Good, an God will! |
| 29419 | LORD BARDOLPH. As good as heart can wish. |
| 29420 | The King is almost wounded to the death; |
| 29421 | And, in the fortune of my lord your son, |
| 29422 | Prince Harry slain outright; and both the ... |
| 29423 | Kill'd by the hand of Douglas; young Princ... |
| 29424 | And Westmoreland, and Stafford, fled the f... |
| 29425 | And Harry Monmouth's brawn, the hulk Sir J... |
| 29426 | Is prisoner to your son. O, such a day, |
| 29427 | So fought, so followed, and so fairly won, |
| 29428 | Came not till now to dignify the times, |
| 29429 | Since Cxsar's fortunes! |
| 29430 | NORTHUMBERLAND. How is this deriv'd? |
| 29431 | Saw you the field? Came you from Shrewsbury? |
| 29432 | LORD BARDOLPH. I spake with one, my lord, th... |
| 29433 | A gentleman well bred and of good name, |
| 29434 | That freely rend'red me these news for true. |
| 29435 | Enter TRAVERS |
| 29436 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Here comes my servant Traver... |
| 29437 | On Tuesday last to listen after news. |
| 29438 | LORD BARDOLPH. My lord, I over-rode him on t... |
| 29439 | And he is furnish'd with no certainties |
| 29440 | More than he haply may retail from me. |
| 29441 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Now, Travers, what good tidi... |
| 29442 | TRAVERS. My lord, Sir John Umfrevile turn'd ... |
| 29443 | With joyful tidings; and, being better hor... |
| 29444 | Out-rode me. After him came spurring hard |
| 29445 | A gentleman, almost forspent with speed, |
| 29446 | That stopp'd by me to breathe his bloodied... |
| 29447 | He ask'd the way to Chester; and of him |
| 29448 | I did demand what news from Shrewsbury. |
| 29449 | He told me that rebellion had bad luck, |
| 29450 | And that young Harry Percy's spur was cold. |
| 29451 | With that he gave his able horse the head |
| 29452 | And, bending forward, struck his armed heels |
| 29453 | Against the panting sides of his poor jade |
| 29454 | Up to the rowel-head; and starting so, |
| 29455 | He seem'd in running to devour the way, |
| 29456 | Staying no longer question. |
| 29457 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Ha! Again: |
| 29458 | Said he young Harry Percy's spur was cold? |
| 29459 | Of Hotspur, Coldspur? that rebellion |
| 29460 | Had met ill luck? |
| 29461 | LORD BARDOLPH. My lord, I'll tell you what: |
| 29462 | If my young lord your son have not the day, |
| 29463 | Upon mine honour, for a silken point |
| 29464 | I'll give my barony. Never talk of it. |
| 29465 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Why should that gentleman th... |
| 29466 | Give then such instances of loss? |
| 29467 | LORD BARDOLPH. Who- he? |
| 29468 | He was some hilding fellow that had stol'n |
| 29469 | The horse he rode on and, upon my life, |
| 29470 | Spoke at a venture. Look, here comes more ... |
| 29471 | Enter Morton |
| 29472 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Yea, this man's brow, like t... |
| 29473 | Foretells the nature of a tragic volume. |
| 29474 | So looks the strand whereon the imperious ... |
| 29475 | Hath left a witness'd usurpation. |
| 29476 | Say, Morton, didst thou come from Shrewsbury? |
| 29477 | MORTON. I ran from Shrewsbury, my noble lord; |
| 29478 | Where hateful death put on his ugliest mask |
| 29479 | To fright our party. |
| 29480 | NORTHUMBERLAND. How doth my son and brother? |
| 29481 | Thou tremblest; and the whiteness in thy c... |
| 29482 | Is apter than thy tongue to tell thy errand. |
| 29483 | Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, |
| 29484 | So dull, so dread in look, so woe-begone, |
| 29485 | Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night |
| 29486 | And would have told him half his Troy was ... |
| 29487 | But Priam found the fire ere he his tongue, |
| 29488 | And I my Percy's death ere thou report'st ... |
| 29489 | This thou wouldst say: 'Your son did thus ... |
| 29490 | Your brother thus; so fought the noble Dou... |
| 29491 | Stopping my greedy ear with their bold deeds; |
| 29492 | But in the end, to stop my ear indeed, |
| 29493 | Thou hast a sigh to blow away this praise, |
| 29494 | Ending with 'Brother, son, and all, are de... |
| 29495 | MORTON. Douglas is living, and your brother,... |
| 29496 | But for my lord your son- |
| 29497 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Why, he is dead. |
| 29498 | See what a ready tongue suspicion hath! |
| 29499 | He that but fears the thing he would not know |
| 29500 | Hath by instinct knowledge from others' eyes |
| 29501 | That what he fear'd is chanced. Yet speak,... |
| 29502 | Tell thou an earl his divination lies, |
| 29503 | And I will take it as a sweet disgrace |
| 29504 | And make thee rich for doing me such wrong. |
| 29505 | MORTON. You are too great to be by me gainsaid; |
| 29506 | Your spirit is too true, your fears too ce... |
| 29507 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Yet, for all this, say not t... |
| 29508 | I see a strange confession in thine eye; |
| 29509 | Thou shak'st thy head, and hold'st it fear... |
| 29510 | To speak a truth. If he be slain, say so: |
| 29511 | The tongue offends not that reports his de... |
| 29512 | And he doth sin that doth belie the dead, |
| 29513 | Not he which says the dead is not alive. |
| 29514 | Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news |
| 29515 | Hath but a losing office, and his tongue |
| 29516 | Sounds ever after as a sullen bell, |
| 29517 | Rememb'red tolling a departing friend. |
| 29518 | LORD BARDOLPH. I cannot think, my lord, your... |
| 29519 | MORTON. I am sorry I should force you to bel... |
| 29520 | That which I would to God I had not seen; |
| 29521 | But these mine eyes saw him in bloody state, |
| 29522 | Rend'ring faint quittance, wearied and out... |
| 29523 | To Harry Monmouth, whose swift wrath beat ... |
| 29524 | The never-daunted Percy to the earth, |
| 29525 | From whence with life he never more sprung... |
| 29526 | In few, his death- whose spirit lent a fire |
| 29527 | Even to the dullest peasant in his camp- |
| 29528 | Being bruited once, took fire and heat away |
| 29529 | From the best-temper'd courage in his troops; |
| 29530 | For from his metal was his party steeled; |
| 29531 | Which once in him abated, an the rest |
| 29532 | Turn'd on themselves, like dull and heavy ... |
| 29533 | And as the thing that's heavy in itself |
| 29534 | Upon enforcement flies with greatest speed, |
| 29535 | So did our men, heavy in Hotspur's loss, |
| 29536 | Lend to this weight such lightness with th... |
| 29537 | That arrows fled not swifter toward their aim |
| 29538 | Than did our soldiers, aiming at their saf... |
| 29539 | Fly from the field. Then was that noble Wo... |
| 29540 | Too soon ta'en prisoner; and that furious ... |
| 29541 | The bloody Douglas, whose well-labouring s... |
| 29542 | Had three times slain th' appearance of th... |
| 29543 | Gan vail his stomach and did grace the shame |
| 29544 | Of those that turn'd their backs, and in h... |
| 29545 | Stumbling in fear, was took. The sum of all |
| 29546 | Is that the King hath won, and hath sent out |
| 29547 | A speedy power to encounter you, my lord, |
| 29548 | Under the conduct of young Lancaster |
| 29549 | And Westmoreland. This is the news at full. |
| 29550 | NORTHUMBERLAND. For this I shall have time e... |
| 29551 | In poison there is physic; and these news, |
| 29552 | Having been well, that would have made me ... |
| 29553 | Being sick, have in some measure made me w... |
| 29554 | And as the wretch whose fever-weak'ned joi... |
| 29555 | Like strengthless hinges, buckle under life, |
| 29556 | Impatient of his fit, breaks like a fire |
| 29557 | Out of his keeper's arms, even so my limbs, |
| 29558 | Weak'ned with grief, being now enrag'd wit... |
| 29559 | Are thrice themselves. Hence, therefore, t... |
| 29560 | A scaly gauntlet now with joints of steel |
| 29561 | Must glove this hand; and hence, thou sick... |
| 29562 | Thou art a guard too wanton for the head |
| 29563 | Which princes, flesh'd with conquest, aim ... |
| 29564 | Now bind my brows with iron; and approach |
| 29565 | The ragged'st hour that time and spite dar... |
| 29566 | To frown upon th' enrag'd Northumberland! |
| 29567 | Let heaven kiss earth! Now let not Nature'... |
| 29568 | Keep the wild flood confin'd! Let order di... |
| 29569 | And let this world no longer be a stage |
| 29570 | To feed contention in a ling'ring act; |
| 29571 | But let one spirit of the first-born Cain |
| 29572 | Reign in all bosoms, that, each heart bein... |
| 29573 | On bloody courses, the rude scene may end |
| 29574 | And darkness be the burier of the dead! |
| 29575 | LORD BARDOLPH. This strained passion doth yo... |
| 29576 | MORTON. Sweet Earl, divorce not wisdom from ... |
| 29577 | The lives of all your loving complices |
| 29578 | Lean on your health; the which, if you giv... |
| 29579 | To stormy passion, must perforce decay. |
| 29580 | You cast th' event of war, my noble lord, |
| 29581 | And summ'd the account of chance before yo... |
| 29582 | 'Let us make head.' It was your pre-surmise |
| 29583 | That in the dole of blows your son might d... |
| 29584 | You knew he walk'd o'er perils on an edge, |
| 29585 | More likely to fall in than to get o'er; |
| 29586 | You were advis'd his flesh was capable |
| 29587 | Of wounds and scars, and that his forward ... |
| 29588 | Would lift him where most trade of danger ... |
| 29589 | Yet did you say 'Go forth'; and none of this, |
| 29590 | Though strongly apprehended, could restrain |
| 29591 | The stiff-borne action. What hath then bef... |
| 29592 | Or what hath this bold enterprise brought ... |
| 29593 | More than that being which was like to be? |
| 29594 | LORD BARDOLPH. We all that are engaged to th... |
| 29595 | Knew that we ventured on such dangerous seas |
| 29596 | That if we wrought out life 'twas ten to one; |
| 29597 | And yet we ventur'd, for the gain propos'd |
| 29598 | Chok'd the respect of likely peril fear'd; |
| 29599 | And since we are o'erset, venture again. |
| 29600 | Come, we will put forth, body and goods. |
| 29601 | MORTON. 'Tis more than time. And, my most no... |
| 29602 | I hear for certain, and dare speak the truth: |
| 29603 | The gentle Archbishop of York is up |
| 29604 | With well-appointed pow'rs. He is a man |
| 29605 | Who with a double surety binds his followers. |
| 29606 | My lord your son had only but the corpse, |
| 29607 | But shadows and the shows of men, to fight; |
| 29608 | For that same word 'rebellion' did divide |
| 29609 | The action of their bodies from their souls; |
| 29610 | And they did fight with queasiness, constr... |
| 29611 | As men drink potions; that their weapons only |
| 29612 | Seem'd on our side, but for their spirits ... |
| 29613 | This word 'rebellion'- it had froze them up, |
| 29614 | As fish are in a pond. But now the Bishop |
| 29615 | Turns insurrection to religion. |
| 29616 | Suppos'd sincere and holy in his thoughts, |
| 29617 | He's follow'd both with body and with mind; |
| 29618 | And doth enlarge his rising with the blood |
| 29619 | Of fair King Richard, scrap'd from Pomfret... |
| 29620 | Derives from heaven his quarrel and his ca... |
| 29621 | Tells them he doth bestride a bleeding land, |
| 29622 | Gasping for life under great Bolingbroke; |
| 29623 | And more and less do flock to follow him. |
| 29624 | NORTHUMBERLAND. I knew of this before; but, ... |
| 29625 | This present grief had wip'd it from my mind. |
| 29626 | Go in with me; and counsel every man |
| 29627 | The aptest way for safety and revenge. |
| 29628 | Get posts and letters, and make friends wi... |
| 29629 | Never so few, and never yet more need. ... |
| 29630 | SCENE II. |
| 29631 | London. A street |
| 29632 | Enter SIR JOHN FALSTAFF, with his PAGE bearing... |
| 29633 | FALSTAFF. Sirrah, you giant, what says the d... |
| 29634 | PAGE. He said, sir, the water itself was a g... |
| 29635 | for the party that owed it, he might have ... |
| 29636 | knew for. |
| 29637 | FALSTAFF. Men of all sorts take a pride to g... |
| 29638 | this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not ... |
| 29639 | that intends to laughter, more than I inve... |
| 29640 | me. I am not only witty in myself, but the... |
| 29641 | other men. I do here walk before thee like... |
| 29642 | overwhelm'd all her litter but one. If the... |
| 29643 | my service for any other reason than to se... |
| 29644 | have no judgment. Thou whoreson mandrake, ... |
| 29645 | worn in my cap than to wait at my heels. I... |
| 29646 | an agate till now; but I will inset you ne... |
| 29647 | silver, but in vile apparel, and send you ... |
| 29648 | master, for a jewel- the juvenal, the Prin... |
| 29649 | chin is not yet fledge. I will sooner have... |
| 29650 | palm of my hand than he shall get one off ... |
| 29651 | will not stick to say his face is a face-r... |
| 29652 | when he will, 'tis not a hair amiss yet. H... |
| 29653 | a face-royal, for a barber shall never ear... |
| 29654 | and yet he'll be crowing as if he had writ... |
| 29655 | father was a bachelor. He may keep his own... |
| 29656 | out of mine, I can assure him. What said M... |
| 29657 | the satin for my short cloak and my slops? |
| 29658 | PAGE. He said, sir, you should procure him b... |
| 29659 | Bardolph. He would not take his band and y... |
| 29660 | security. |
| 29661 | FALSTAFF. Let him be damn'd, like the Glutto... |
| 29662 | be hotter! A whoreson Achitophel! A rascal... |
| 29663 | bear a gentleman in hand, and then stand u... |
| 29664 | whoreson smooth-pates do now wear nothing ... |
| 29665 | bunches of keys at their girdles; and if a... |
| 29666 | them in honest taking-up, then they must s... |
| 29667 | had as lief they would put ratsbane in my ... |
| 29668 | it with security. I look'd 'a should have ... |
| 29669 | yards of satin, as I am a true knight, and... |
| 29670 | Well, he may sleep in security; for he hat... |
| 29671 | abundance, and the lightness of his wife s... |
| 29672 | yet cannot he see, though he have his own ... |
| 29673 | Where's Bardolph? |
| 29674 | PAGE. He's gone into Smithfield to buy your ... |
| 29675 | FALSTAFF. I bought him in Paul's, and he'll ... |
| 29676 | Smithfield. An I could get me but a wife i... |
| 29677 | mann'd, hors'd, and wiv'd. |
| 29678 | Enter the LORD CHIEF JUSTICE and... |
| 29679 | PAGE. Sir, here comes the nobleman that comm... |
| 29680 | Prince for striking him about Bardolph. |
| 29681 | FALSTAFF. Wait close; I will not see him. |
| 29682 | CHIEF JUSTICE. What's he that goes there? |
| 29683 | SERVANT. Falstaff, an't please your lordship. |
| 29684 | CHIEF JUSTICE. He that was in question for t... |
| 29685 | SERVANT. He, my lord; but he hath since done... |
| 29686 | Shrewsbury, and, as I hear, is now going w... |
| 29687 | Lord John of Lancaster. |
| 29688 | CHIEF JUSTICE. What, to York? Call him back ... |
| 29689 | SERVANT. Sir John Falstaff! |
| 29690 | FALSTAFF. Boy, tell him I am deaf. |
| 29691 | PAGE. You must speak louder; my master is deaf. |
| 29692 | CHIEF JUSTICE. I am sure he is, to the heari... |
| 29693 | Go, pluck him by the elbow; I must speak w... |
| 29694 | SERVANT. Sir John! |
| 29695 | FALSTAFF. What! a young knave, and begging! ... |
| 29696 | there not employment? Doth not the King la... |
| 29697 | rebels need soldiers? Though it be a shame... |
| 29698 | one, it is worse shame to beg than to be o... |
| 29699 | it worse than the name of rebellion can te... |
| 29700 | SERVANT. You mistake me, sir. |
| 29701 | FALSTAFF. Why, sir, did I say you were an ho... |
| 29702 | knighthood and my soldiership aside, I had... |
| 29703 | had said so. |
| 29704 | SERVANT. I pray you, sir, then set your knig... |
| 29705 | soldiership aside; and give me leave to te... |
| 29706 | throat, if you say I am any other than an ... |
| 29707 | FALSTAFF. I give thee leave to tell me so! I... |
| 29708 | grows to me! If thou get'st any leave of m... |
| 29709 | tak'st leave, thou wert better be hang'd. ... |
| 29710 | Hence! Avaunt! |
| 29711 | SERVANT. Sir, my lord would speak with you. |
| 29712 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Sir John Falstaff, a word wit... |
| 29713 | FALSTAFF. My good lord! God give your lordsh... |
| 29714 | am glad to see your lordship abroad. I hea... |
| 29715 | was sick; I hope your lordship goes abroad... |
| 29716 | lordship, though not clean past your youth... |
| 29717 | of age in you, some relish of the saltness... |
| 29718 | humbly beseech your lordship to have a rev... |
| 29719 | health. |
| 29720 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Sir John, I sent for you befo... |
| 29721 | Shrewsbury. |
| 29722 | FALSTAFF. An't please your lordship, I hear ... |
| 29723 | with some discomfort from Wales. |
| 29724 | CHIEF JUSTICE. I talk not of his Majesty. Yo... |
| 29725 | sent for you. |
| 29726 | FALSTAFF. And I hear, moreover, his Highness... |
| 29727 | same whoreson apoplexy. |
| 29728 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Well God mend him! I pray you... |
| 29729 | FALSTAFF. This apoplexy, as I take it, is a ... |
| 29730 | please your lordship, a kind of sleeping i... |
| 29731 | tingling. |
| 29732 | CHIEF JUSTICE. What tell you me of it? Be it... |
| 29733 | FALSTAFF. It hath it original from much grie... |
| 29734 | perturbation of the brain. I have read the... |
| 29735 | in Galen; it is a kind of deafness. |
| 29736 | CHIEF JUSTICE. I think you are fall'n into t... |
| 29737 | hear not what I say to you. |
| 29738 | FALSTAFF. Very well, my lord, very well. Rat... |
| 29739 | is the disease of not listening, the malad... |
| 29740 | I am troubled withal. |
| 29741 | CHIEF JUSTICE. To punish you by the heels wo... |
| 29742 | of your ears; and I care not if I do becom... |
| 29743 | FALSTAFF. I am as poor as Job, my lord, but ... |
| 29744 | lordship may minister the potion of impris... |
| 29745 | of poverty; but how I should be your patie... |
| 29746 | prescriptions, the wise may make some dram... |
| 29747 | indeed a scruple itself. |
| 29748 | CHIEF JUSTICE. I sent for you, when there we... |
| 29749 | for your life, to come speak with me. |
| 29750 | FALSTAFF. As I was then advis'd by my learne... |
| 29751 | of this land-service, I did not come. |
| 29752 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Well, the truth is, Sir John,... |
| 29753 | infamy. |
| 29754 | FALSTAFF. He that buckles himself in my belt... |
| 29755 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Your means are very slender, ... |
| 29756 | great. |
| 29757 | FALSTAFF. I would it were otherwise; I would... |
| 29758 | and my waist slenderer. |
| 29759 | CHIEF JUSTICE. You have misled the youthful ... |
| 29760 | FALSTAFF. The young Prince hath misled me. I... |
| 29761 | great belly, and he my dog. |
| 29762 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Well, I am loath to gall a ne... |
| 29763 | day's service at Shrewsbury hath a little ... |
| 29764 | night's exploit on Gadshill. You may thank... |
| 29765 | your quiet o'erposting that action. |
| 29766 | FALSTAFF. My lord- |
| 29767 | CHIEF JUSTICE. But since all is well, keep i... |
| 29768 | sleeping wolf. |
| 29769 | FALSTAFF. To wake a wolf is as bad as smell ... |
| 29770 | CHIEF JUSTICE. What! you are as a candle, th... |
| 29771 | out. |
| 29772 | FALSTAFF. A wassail candle, my lord- all tal... |
| 29773 | wax, my growth would approve the truth. |
| 29774 | CHIEF JUSTICE. There is not a white hair in ... |
| 29775 | have his effect of gravity. |
| 29776 | FALSTAFF. His effect of gravy, gravy, |
| 29777 | CHIEF JUSTICE. You follow the young Prince u... |
| 29778 | ill angel. |
| 29779 | FALSTAFF. Not so, my lord. Your ill angel is... |
| 29780 | that looks upon me will take me without we... |
| 29781 | respects, I grant, I cannot go- I cannot t... |
| 29782 | little regard in these costermongers' time... |
| 29783 | turn'd berod; pregnancy is made a tapster,... |
| 29784 | wasted in giving reckonings; all the other... |
| 29785 | man, as the malice of this age shapes them... |
| 29786 | gooseberry. You that are old consider not ... |
| 29787 | that are young; you do measure the heat of... |
| 29788 | bitterness of your galls; and we that are ... |
| 29789 | youth, must confess, are wags too. |
| 29790 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Do you set down your name in ... |
| 29791 | that are written down old with all the cha... |
| 29792 | you not a moist eye, a dry hand, a yellow ... |
| 29793 | decreasing leg, an increasing belly? Is no... |
| 29794 | your wind short, your chin double, your wi... |
| 29795 | part about you blasted with antiquity? And... |
| 29796 | yourself young? Fie, fie, fie, Sir John! |
| 29797 | FALSTAFF. My lord, I was born about three of... |
| 29798 | afternoon, with a white head and something... |
| 29799 | voice- I have lost it with hallooing and s... |
| 29800 | approve my youth further, I will not. The ... |
| 29801 | in judgment and understanding; and he that... |
| 29802 | a thousand marks, let him lend me the mone... |
| 29803 | the box of the ear that the Prince gave yo... |
| 29804 | rude prince, and you took it like a sensib... |
| 29805 | him for it; and the young lion repents- ma... |
| 29806 | sackcloth, but in new silk and old sack. |
| 29807 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Well, God send the Prince a b... |
| 29808 | FALSTAFF. God send the companion a better pr... |
| 29809 | hands of him. |
| 29810 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Well, the King hath sever'd y... |
| 29811 | going with Lord John of Lancaster against ... |
| 29812 | Earl of Northumberland. |
| 29813 | FALSTAFF. Yea; I thank your pretty sweet wit... |
| 29814 | pray, all you that kiss my Lady Peace at h... |
| 29815 | join not in a hot day; for, by the Lord, I... |
| 29816 | out with me, and I mean not to sweat extra... |
| 29817 | hot day, and I brandish anything but a bot... |
| 29818 | never spit white again. There is not a dan... |
| 29819 | out his head but I am thrust upon it. Well... |
| 29820 | but it was alway yet the trick of our Engl... |
| 29821 | have a good thing, to make it too common. ... |
| 29822 | am an old man, you should give me rest. I ... |
| 29823 | were not so terrible to the enemy as it is... |
| 29824 | eaten to death with a rust than to be scou... |
| 29825 | perpetual motion. |
| 29826 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Well, be honest, be honest; a... |
| 29827 | expedition! |
| 29828 | FALSTAFF. Will your lordship lend me a thous... |
| 29829 | forth? |
| 29830 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Not a penny, not a penny; you... |
| 29831 | bear crosses. Fare you well. Commend me to... |
| 29832 | Westmoreland. |
| 29833 | Exeunt CHIEF J... |
| 29834 | FALSTAFF. If I do, fillip me with a three-ma... |
| 29835 | more separate age and covetousness than 'a... |
| 29836 | and lechery; but the gout galls the one, a... |
| 29837 | other; and so both the degrees prevent my ... |
| 29838 | PAGE. Sir? |
| 29839 | FALSTAFF. What money is in my purse? |
| 29840 | PAGE. Seven groats and two pence. |
| 29841 | FALSTAFF. I can get no remedy against this c... |
| 29842 | purse; borrowing only lingers and lingers ... |
| 29843 | is incurable. Go bear this letter to my Lo... |
| 29844 | to the Prince; this to the Earl of Westmor... |
| 29845 | Mistress Ursula, whom I have weekly sworn ... |
| 29846 | perceiv'd the first white hair of my chin.... |
| 29847 | where to find me. [Exit PAGE] A pox of t... |
| 29848 | this pox! for the one or the other plays t... |
| 29849 | toe. 'Tis no matter if I do halt; I have t... |
| 29850 | and my pension shall seem the more reasona... |
| 29851 | make use of anything. I will turn diseases... |
| 29852 | Exit |
| 29853 | SCENE III. |
| 29854 | York. The ARCHBISHOP'S palace |
| 29855 | Enter the ARCHBISHOP, THOMAS MOWBRAY the EARL ... |
| 29856 | and LORD BARDOLPH |
| 29857 | ARCHBISHOP. Thus have you heard our cause an... |
| 29858 | And, my most noble friends, I pray you all |
| 29859 | Speak plainly your opinions of our hopes- |
| 29860 | And first, Lord Marshal, what say you to it? |
| 29861 | MOWBRAY. I well allow the occasion of our amis; |
| 29862 | But gladly would be better satisfied |
| 29863 | How, in our means, we should advance ourse... |
| 29864 | To look with forehead bold and big enough |
| 29865 | Upon the power and puissance of the King. |
| 29866 | HASTINGS. Our present musters grow upon the ... |
| 29867 | To five and twenty thousand men of choice; |
| 29868 | And our supplies live largely in the hope |
| 29869 | Of great Northumberland, whose bosom burns |
| 29870 | With an incensed fire of injuries. |
| 29871 | LORD BARDOLPH. The question then, Lord Hasti... |
| 29872 | Whether our present five and twenty thousa... |
| 29873 | May hold up head without Northumberland? |
| 29874 | HASTINGS. With him, we may. |
| 29875 | LORD BARDOLPH. Yea, marry, there's the point; |
| 29876 | But if without him we be thought too feeble, |
| 29877 | My judgment is we should not step too far |
| 29878 | Till we had his assistance by the hand; |
| 29879 | For, in a theme so bloody-fac'd as this, |
| 29880 | Conjecture, expectation, and surmise |
| 29881 | Of aids incertain, should not be admitted. |
| 29882 | ARCHBISHOP. 'Tis very true, Lord Bardolph; f... |
| 29883 | It was young Hotspur's case at Shrewsbury. |
| 29884 | LORD BARDOLPH. It was, my lord; who lin'd hi... |
| 29885 | Eating the air and promise of supply, |
| 29886 | Flatt'ring himself in project of a power |
| 29887 | Much smaller than the smallest of his thou... |
| 29888 | And so, with great imagination |
| 29889 | Proper to madmen, led his powers to death, |
| 29890 | And, winking, leapt into destruction. |
| 29891 | HASTINGS. But, by your leave, it never yet d... |
| 29892 | To lay down likelihoods and forms of hope. |
| 29893 | LORD BARDOLPH. Yes, if this present quality ... |
| 29894 | Indeed the instant action, a cause on foot- |
| 29895 | Lives so in hope, as in an early spring |
| 29896 | We see th' appearing buds; which to prove ... |
| 29897 | Hope gives not so much warrant, as despair |
| 29898 | That frosts will bite them. When we mean t... |
| 29899 | We first survey the plot, then draw the mo... |
| 29900 | And when we see the figure of the house, |
| 29901 | Then we must rate the cost of the erection; |
| 29902 | Which if we find outweighs ability, |
| 29903 | What do we then but draw anew the model |
| 29904 | In fewer offices, or at least desist |
| 29905 | To build at all? Much more, in this great ... |
| 29906 | Which is almost to pluck a kingdom down |
| 29907 | And set another up- should we survey |
| 29908 | The plot of situation and the model, |
| 29909 | Consent upon a sure foundation, |
| 29910 | Question surveyors, know our own estate |
| 29911 | How able such a work to undergo- |
| 29912 | To weigh against his opposite; or else |
| 29913 | We fortify in paper and in figures, |
| 29914 | Using the names of men instead of men; |
| 29915 | Like one that draws the model of a house |
| 29916 | Beyond his power to build it; who, half th... |
| 29917 | Gives o'er and leaves his part-created cost |
| 29918 | A naked subject to the weeping clouds |
| 29919 | And waste for churlish winter's tyranny. |
| 29920 | HASTINGS. Grant that our hopes- yet likely o... |
| 29921 | Should be still-born, and that we now poss... |
| 29922 | The utmost man of expectation, |
| 29923 | I think we are so a body strong enough, |
| 29924 | Even as we are, to equal with the King. |
| 29925 | LORD BARDOLPH. What, is the King but five an... |
| 29926 | HASTINGS. To us no more; nay, not so much, L... |
| 29927 | For his divisions, as the times do brawl, |
| 29928 | Are in three heads: one power against the ... |
| 29929 | And one against Glendower; perforce a third |
| 29930 | Must take up us. So is the unfirm King |
| 29931 | In three divided; and his coffers sound |
| 29932 | With hollow poverty and emptiness. |
| 29933 | ARCHBISHOP. That he should draw his several ... |
| 29934 | And come against us in full puissance |
| 29935 | Need not be dreaded. |
| 29936 | HASTINGS. If he should do so, |
| 29937 | He leaves his back unarm'd, the French and... |
| 29938 | Baying at his heels. Never fear that. |
| 29939 | LORD BARDOLPH. Who is it like should lead hi... |
| 29940 | HASTINGS. The Duke of Lancaster and Westmore... |
| 29941 | Against the Welsh, himself and Harry Monmo... |
| 29942 | But who is substituted against the French |
| 29943 | I have no certain notice. |
| 29944 | ARCHBISHOP. Let us on, |
| 29945 | And publish the occasion of our arms. |
| 29946 | The commonwealth is sick of their own choice; |
| 29947 | Their over-greedy love hath surfeited. |
| 29948 | An habitation giddy and unsure |
| 29949 | Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart. |
| 29950 | O thou fond many, with what loud applause |
| 29951 | Didst thou beat heaven with blessing Bolin... |
| 29952 | Before he was what thou wouldst have him b... |
| 29953 | And being now trimm'd in thine own desires, |
| 29954 | Thou, beastly feeder, art so full of him |
| 29955 | That thou provok'st thyself to cast him up. |
| 29956 | So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge |
| 29957 | Thy glutton bosom of the royal Richard; |
| 29958 | And now thou wouldst eat thy dead vomit up, |
| 29959 | And howl'st to find it. What trust is in t... |
| 29960 | They that, when Richard liv'd, would have ... |
| 29961 | Are now become enamour'd on his grave. |
| 29962 | Thou that threw'st dust upon his goodly head, |
| 29963 | When through proud London he came sighing on |
| 29964 | After th' admired heels of Bolingbroke, |
| 29965 | Criest now 'O earth, yield us that king ag... |
| 29966 | And take thou this!' O thoughts of men acc... |
| 29967 | Past and to come seems best; things presen... |
| 29968 | MOWBRAY. Shall we go draw our numbers, and s... |
| 29969 | HASTINGS. We are time's subjects, and time b... |
| 29970 | ... |
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| 29979 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 29980 | London. A street |
| 29981 | Enter HOSTESS with two officers, FANG and SNARE |
| 29982 | HOSTESS. Master Fang, have you ent'red the a... |
| 29983 | FANG. It is ent'red. |
| 29984 | HOSTESS. Where's your yeoman? Is't a lusty y... |
| 29985 | to't? |
| 29986 | FANG. Sirrah, where's Snare? |
| 29987 | HOSTESS. O Lord, ay! good Master Snare. |
| 29988 | SNARE. Here, here. |
| 29989 | FANG. Snare, we must arrest Sir John Falstaff. |
| 29990 | HOSTESS. Yea, good Master Snare; I have ent'... |
| 29991 | SNARE. It may chance cost some of our lives,... |
| 29992 | HOSTESS. Alas the day! take heed of him; he ... |
| 29993 | house, and that most beastly. In good fait... |
| 29994 | mischief he does, if his weapon be out; he... |
| 29995 | devil; he will spare neither man, woman, n... |
| 29996 | FANG. If I can close with him, I care not fo... |
| 29997 | HOSTESS. No, nor I neither; I'll be at your ... |
| 29998 | FANG. An I but fist him once; an 'a come but... |
| 29999 | HOSTESS. I am undone by his going; I warrant... |
| 30000 | infinitive thing upon my score. Good Maste... |
| 30001 | Good Master Snare, let him not scape. 'A c... |
| 30002 | Pie-corner- saving your manhoods- to buy a... |
| 30003 | indited to dinner to the Lubber's Head in ... |
| 30004 | Master Smooth's the silkman. I pray you, s... |
| 30005 | ent'red, and my case so openly known to th... |
| 30006 | brought in to his answer. A hundred mark i... |
| 30007 | lone woman to bear; and I have borne, and ... |
| 30008 | have been fubb'd off, and fubb'd off, and ... |
| 30009 | day to that day, that it is a shame to be ... |
| 30010 | honesty in such dealing; unless a woman sh... |
| 30011 | a beast, to bear every knave's wrong. |
| 30012 | Enter SIR JOHN FALSTAFF, PAGE, and... |
| 30013 | Yonder he comes; and that arrant malmsey-n... |
| 30014 | with him. Do your offices, do your offices... |
| 30015 | Master Snare; do me, do me, do me your off... |
| 30016 | FALSTAFF. How now! whose mare's dead? What's... |
| 30017 | FANG. Sir John, I arrest you at the suit of ... |
| 30018 | FALSTAFF. Away, varlets! Draw, Bardolph. Cut... |
| 30019 | head. Throw the quean in the channel. |
| 30020 | HOSTESS. Throw me in the channel! I'll throw... |
| 30021 | Wilt thou? wilt thou? thou bastardly rogue... |
| 30022 | thou honeysuckle villain! wilt thou kill G... |
| 30023 | King's? Ah, thou honey-seed rogue! thou ar... |
| 30024 | man-queller and a woman-queller. |
| 30025 | FALSTAFF. Keep them off, Bardolph. |
| 30026 | FANG. A rescue! a rescue! |
| 30027 | HOSTESS. Good people, bring a rescue or two.... |
| 30028 | thou wot, wot ta? Do, do, thou rogue! do, ... |
| 30029 | PAGE. Away, you scullion! you rampallian! yo... |
| 30030 | I'll tickle your catastrophe. |
| 30031 | Enter the LORD CHIEF JUSTICE and... |
| 30032 | CHIEF JUSTICE. What is the matter? Keep the ... |
| 30033 | HOSTESS. Good my lord, be good to me. I bese... |
| 30034 | CHIEF JUSTICE. How now, Sir John! what, are ... |
| 30035 | Doth this become your place, your time, an... |
| 30036 | You should have been well on your way to Y... |
| 30037 | Stand from him, fellow; wherefore hang'st ... |
| 30038 | HOSTESS. O My most worshipful lord, an't ple... |
| 30039 | poor widow of Eastcheap, and he is arreste... |
| 30040 | CHIEF JUSTICE. For what sum? |
| 30041 | HOSTESS. It is more than for some, my lord; ... |
| 30042 | have. He hath eaten me out of house and ho... |
| 30043 | substance into that fat belly of his. But ... |
| 30044 | out again, or I will ride thee a nights li... |
| 30045 | FALSTAFF. I think I am as like to ride the m... |
| 30046 | vantage of ground to get up. |
| 30047 | CHIEF JUSTICE. How comes this, Sir John? Fie... |
| 30048 | temper would endure this tempest of exclam... |
| 30049 | ashamed to enforce a poor widow to so roug... |
| 30050 | her own? |
| 30051 | FALSTAFF. What is the gross sum that I owe t... |
| 30052 | HOSTESS. Marry, if thou wert an honest man, ... |
| 30053 | too. Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-... |
| 30054 | my Dolphin chamber, at the round table, by... |
| 30055 | Wednesday in Wheeson week, when the Prince... |
| 30056 | liking his father to singing-man of Windso... |
| 30057 | me then, as I was washing thy wound, to ma... |
| 30058 | lady thy wife. Canst thou deny it? Did not... |
| 30059 | butcher's wife, come in then and call me g... |
| 30060 | in to borrow a mess of vinegar, telling us... |
| 30061 | prawns, whereby thou didst desire to eat s... |
| 30062 | thee they were ill for green wound? And di... |
| 30063 | was gone down stairs, desire me to be no m... |
| 30064 | such poor people, saying that ere long the... |
| 30065 | And didst thou not kiss me, and bid me fet... |
| 30066 | shillings? I put thee now to thy book-oath... |
| 30067 | canst. |
| 30068 | FALSTAFF. My lord, this is a poor mad soul, ... |
| 30069 | down the town that her eldest son is like ... |
| 30070 | good case, and, the truth is, poverty hath... |
| 30071 | for these foolish officers, I beseech you ... |
| 30072 | against them. |
| 30073 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Sir John, Sir John, I am well... |
| 30074 | manner of wrenching the true cause the fal... |
| 30075 | confident brow, nor the throng of words th... |
| 30076 | than impudent sauciness from you, can thru... |
| 30077 | consideration. You have, as it appears to ... |
| 30078 | easy yielding spirit of this woman, and ma... |
| 30079 | both in purse and in person. |
| 30080 | HOSTESS. Yea, in truth, my lord. |
| 30081 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Pray thee, peace. Pay her the... |
| 30082 | unpay the villainy you have done with her;... |
| 30083 | with sterling money, and the other with cu... |
| 30084 | FALSTAFF. My lord, I will not undergo this s... |
| 30085 | call honourable boldness impudent saucines... |
| 30086 | curtsy and say nothing, he is virtuous. No... |
| 30087 | duty rememb'red, I will not be your suitor... |
| 30088 | desire deliverance from these officers, be... |
| 30089 | employment in the King's affairs. |
| 30090 | CHIEF JUSTICE. You speak as having power to ... |
| 30091 | th' effect of your reputation, and satisfy... |
| 30092 | FALSTAFF. Come hither, hostess. |
| 30093 | Enter GOWER |
| 30094 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Now, Master Gower, what news? |
| 30095 | GOWER. The King, my lord, and Harry Prince o... |
| 30096 | Are near at hand. The rest the paper tells... |
| 30097 | FALSTAFF. As I am a gentleman! |
| 30098 | HOSTESS. Faith, you said so before. |
| 30099 | FALSTAFF. As I am a gentleman! Come, no more... |
| 30100 | HOSTESS. By this heavenly ground I tread on,... |
| 30101 | both my plate and the tapestry of my dinin... |
| 30102 | FALSTAFF. Glasses, glasses, is the only drin... |
| 30103 | walls, a pretty slight drollery, or the st... |
| 30104 | the German hunting, in water-work, is wort... |
| 30105 | bed-hangers and these fly-bitten tapestrie... |
| 30106 | if thou canst. Come, and 'twere not for th... |
| 30107 | a better wench in England. Go, wash thy fa... |
| 30108 | action. Come, thou must not be in this hum... |
| 30109 | know me? Come, come, I know thou wast set ... |
| 30110 | HOSTESS. Pray thee, Sir John, let it be but ... |
| 30111 | i' faith, I am loath to pawn my plate, so ... |
| 30112 | FALSTAFF. Let it alone; I'll make other shif... |
| 30113 | still. |
| 30114 | HOSTESS. Well, you shall have it, though I p... |
| 30115 | I hope you'll come to supper. you'll pay m... |
| 30116 | FALSTAFF. Will I live? [To BARDOLPH] Go, w... |
| 30117 | on, hook on. |
| 30118 | HOSTESS. Will you have Doll Tearsheet meet y... |
| 30119 | FALSTAFF. No more words; let's have her. |
| 30120 | Exeunt HOSTESS, BARD... |
| 30121 | CHIEF JUSTICE. I have heard better news. |
| 30122 | FALSTAFF. What's the news, my lord? |
| 30123 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Where lay the King to-night? |
| 30124 | GOWER. At Basingstoke, my lord. |
| 30125 | FALSTAFF. I hope, my lord, all's well. What ... |
| 30126 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Come all his forces back? |
| 30127 | GOWER. No; fifteen hundred foot, five hundre... |
| 30128 | Are march'd up to my Lord of Lancaster, |
| 30129 | Against Northumberland and the Archbishop. |
| 30130 | FALSTAFF. Comes the King back from Wales, my... |
| 30131 | CHIEF JUSTICE. You shall have letters of me ... |
| 30132 | Come, go along with me, good Master Gower. |
| 30133 | FALSTAFF. My lord! |
| 30134 | CHIEF JUSTICE. What's the matter? |
| 30135 | FALSTAFF. Master Gower, shall I entreat you ... |
| 30136 | GOWER. I must wait upon my good lord here, I... |
| 30137 | John. |
| 30138 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Sir John, you loiter here too... |
| 30139 | take soldiers up in counties as you go. |
| 30140 | FALSTAFF. Will you sup with me, Master Gower? |
| 30141 | CHIEF JUSTICE. What foolish master taught yo... |
| 30142 | John? |
| 30143 | FALSTAFF. Master Gower, if they become me no... |
| 30144 | taught them me. This is the right fencing ... |
| 30145 | tap, and so part fair. |
| 30146 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Now, the Lord lighten thee! T... |
| 30147 | ... |
| 30148 | SCENE II. |
| 30149 | London. Another street |
| 30150 | Enter PRINCE HENRY and POINS |
| 30151 | PRINCE. Before God, I am exceeding weary. |
| 30152 | POINS. Is't come to that? I had thought wear... |
| 30153 | attach'd one of so high blood. |
| 30154 | PRINCE. Faith, it does me; though it discolo... |
| 30155 | my greatness to acknowledge it. Doth it no... |
| 30156 | desire small beer? |
| 30157 | POINS. Why, a prince should not be so loosel... |
| 30158 | remember so weak a composition. |
| 30159 | PRINCE. Belike then my appetite was not-prin... |
| 30160 | troth, I do now remember the poor creature... |
| 30161 | indeed these humble considerations make me... |
| 30162 | greatness. What a disgrace is it to me to ... |
| 30163 | to know thy face to-morrow, or to take not... |
| 30164 | stockings thou hast- viz., these, and thos... |
| 30165 | peach-colour'd ones- or to bear the invent... |
| 30166 | one for superfluity, and another for use! ... |
| 30167 | tennis-court-keeper knows better than I; f... |
| 30168 | linen with thee when thou keepest not rack... |
| 30169 | not done a great while, because the rest o... |
| 30170 | have made a shift to eat up thy holland. A... |
| 30171 | those that bawl out of the ruins of thy li... |
| 30172 | kingdom; but the midwives say the children... |
| 30173 | whereupon the world increases, and kindred... |
| 30174 | strengthened. |
| 30175 | POINS. How ill it follows, after you have la... |
| 30176 | should talk so idly! Tell me, how many goo... |
| 30177 | do so, their fathers being so sick as your... |
| 30178 | PRINCE. Shall I tell thee one thing, Poins? |
| 30179 | POINS. Yes, faith; and let it be an excellen... |
| 30180 | PRINCE. It shall serve among wits of no high... |
| 30181 | POINS. Go to; I stand the push of your one t... |
| 30182 | tell. |
| 30183 | PRINCE. Marry, I tell thee it is not meet th... |
| 30184 | my father is sick; albeit I could tell to ... |
| 30185 | pleases me, for fault of a better, to call... |
| 30186 | sad and sad indeed too. |
| 30187 | POINS. Very hardly upon such a subject. |
| 30188 | PRINCE. By this hand, thou thinkest me as fa... |
| 30189 | as thou and Falstaff for obduracy and pers... |
| 30190 | try the man. But I tell thee my heart blee... |
| 30191 | father is so sick; and keeping such vile c... |
| 30192 | in reason taken from me all ostentation of... |
| 30193 | POINS. The reason? |
| 30194 | PRINCE. What wouldst thou think of me if I s... |
| 30195 | POINS. I would think thee a most princely hy... |
| 30196 | PRINCE. It would be every man's thought; and... |
| 30197 | fellow to think as every man thinks. Never... |
| 30198 | world keeps the road-way better than thine... |
| 30199 | me an hypocrite indeed. And what accites y... |
| 30200 | thought to think so? |
| 30201 | POINS. Why, because you have been so lewd an... |
| 30202 | Falstaff. |
| 30203 | PRINCE. And to thee. |
| 30204 | POINS. By this light, I am well spoke on; I ... |
| 30205 | own ears. The worst that they can say of m... |
| 30206 | brother and that I am a proper fellow of m... |
| 30207 | things, I confess, I cannot help. By the m... |
| 30208 | Bardolph. |
| 30209 | Enter BARDOLPH and PAGE |
| 30210 | PRINCE. And the boy that I gave Falstaff. 'A... |
| 30211 | Christian; and look if the fat villain hav... |
| 30212 | ape. |
| 30213 | BARDOLPH. God save your Grace! |
| 30214 | PRINCE. And yours, most noble Bardolph! |
| 30215 | POINS. Come, you virtuous ass, you bashful f... |
| 30216 | blushing? Wherefore blush you now? What a ... |
| 30217 | are you become! Is't such a matter to get ... |
| 30218 | maidenhead? |
| 30219 | PAGE. 'A calls me e'en now, my lord, through... |
| 30220 | could discern no part of his face from the... |
| 30221 | spied his eyes; and methought he had made ... |
| 30222 | alewife's new petticoat, and so peep'd thr... |
| 30223 | PRINCE. Has not the boy profited? |
| 30224 | BARDOLPH. Away, you whoreson upright rabbit,... |
| 30225 | PAGE. Away, you rascally Althaea's dream, aw... |
| 30226 | PRINCE. Instruct us, boy; what dream, boy? |
| 30227 | PAGE. Marry, my lord, Althaea dreamt she was... |
| 30228 | firebrand; and therefore I call him her dr... |
| 30229 | PRINCE. A crown's worth of good interpretati... |
| 30230 | ... |
| 30231 | POINS. O that this blossom could be kept fro... |
| 30232 | Well, there is sixpence to preserve thee. |
| 30233 | BARDOLPH. An you do not make him be hang'd a... |
| 30234 | shall have wrong. |
| 30235 | PRINCE. And how doth thy master, Bardolph? |
| 30236 | BARDOLPH. Well, my lord. He heard of your Gr... |
| 30237 | There's a letter for you. |
| 30238 | POINS. Deliver'd with good respect. And how ... |
| 30239 | your master? |
| 30240 | BARDOLPH. In bodily health, sir. |
| 30241 | POINS. Marry, the immortal part needs a phys... |
| 30242 | not him. Though that be sick, it dies not. |
| 30243 | PRINCE. I do allow this well to be as famili... |
| 30244 | and he holds his place, for look you how h... |
| 30245 | POINS. [Reads] 'John Falstaff, knight'- Ev... |
| 30246 | as oft as he has occasion to name himself,... |
| 30247 | are kin to the King; for they never prick ... |
| 30248 | say 'There's some of the King's blood spil... |
| 30249 | says he that takes upon him not to conceiv... |
| 30250 | ready as a borrower's cap: 'I am the King'... |
| 30251 | PRINCE. Nay, they will be kin to us, or they... |
| 30252 | Japhet. But the letter: [Reads] 'Sir Joh... |
| 30253 | the son of the King nearest his father, Ha... |
| 30254 | greeting.' |
| 30255 | POINS. Why, this is a certificate. |
| 30256 | PRINCE. Peace! [Reads] 'I will imitate the... |
| 30257 | brevity.'- |
| 30258 | POINS. He sure means brevity in breath, shor... |
| 30259 | PRINCE. [Reads] 'I commend me to thee, I c... |
| 30260 | leave thee. Be not too familiar with Poins... |
| 30261 | favours so much that he swears thou art to... |
| 30262 | Repent at idle times as thou mayst, and so... |
| 30263 | Thine, by yea and no- which is as much a... |
| 30264 | thou usest him- JACK FALSTAFF with my ... |
| 30265 | JOHN with my brothers and sisters, and... |
| 30266 | all Europe.' |
| 30267 | POINS. My lord, I'll steep this letter in sa... |
| 30268 | PRINCE. That's to make him eat twenty of his... |
| 30269 | me thus, Ned? Must I marry your sister? |
| 30270 | POINS. God send the wench no worse fortune! ... |
| 30271 | PRINCE. Well, thus we play the fools with th... |
| 30272 | of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us.... |
| 30273 | London? |
| 30274 | BARDOLPH. Yea, my lord. |
| 30275 | PRINCE. Where sups he? Doth the old boar fee... |
| 30276 | BARDOLPH. At the old place, my lord, in East... |
| 30277 | PRINCE. What company? |
| 30278 | PAGE. Ephesians, my lord, of the old church. |
| 30279 | PRINCE. Sup any women with him? |
| 30280 | PAGE. None, my lord, but old Mistress Quickl... |
| 30281 | Tearsheet. |
| 30282 | PRINCE. What pagan may that be? |
| 30283 | PAGE. A proper gentlewoman, sir, and a kinsw... |
| 30284 | PRINCE. Even such kin as the parish heifers ... |
| 30285 | Shall we steal upon them, Ned, at supper? |
| 30286 | POINS. I am your shadow, my lord; I'll follo... |
| 30287 | PRINCE. Sirrah, you boy, and Bardolph, no wo... |
| 30288 | I am yet come to town. There's for your si... |
| 30289 | BARDOLPH. I have no tongue, sir. |
| 30290 | PAGE. And for mine, sir, I will govern it. |
| 30291 | PRINCE. Fare you well; go. Exeunt... |
| 30292 | This Doll Tearsheet should be some road. |
| 30293 | POINS. I warrant you, as common as the way b... |
| 30294 | London. |
| 30295 | PRINCE. How might we see Falstaff bestow him... |
| 30296 | true colours, and not ourselves be seen? |
| 30297 | POINS. Put on two leathern jerkins and apron... |
| 30298 | his table as drawers. |
| 30299 | PRINCE. From a god to a bull? A heavy descen... |
| 30300 | case. From a prince to a prentice? A low t... |
| 30301 | shall be mine; for in everything the purpo... |
| 30302 | folly. Follow me, Ned. |
| 30303 | ... |
| 30304 | SCENE III. |
| 30305 | Warkworth. Before the castle |
| 30306 | Enter NORTHUMBERLAND, LADY NORTHUMBERLAND, and... |
| 30307 | NORTHUMBERLAND. I pray thee, loving wife, an... |
| 30308 | Give even way unto my rough affairs; |
| 30309 | Put not you on the visage of the times |
| 30310 | And be, like them, to Percy troublesome. |
| 30311 | LADY NORTHUMBERLAND. I have given over, I wi... |
| 30312 | Do what you will; your wisdom be your guide. |
| 30313 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Alas, sweet wife, my honour ... |
| 30314 | And but my going nothing can redeem it. |
| 30315 | LADY PERCY. O, yet, for God's sake, go not t... |
| 30316 | The time was, father, that you broke your ... |
| 30317 | When you were more endear'd to it than now; |
| 30318 | When your own Percy, when my heart's dear ... |
| 30319 | Threw many a northward look to see his father |
| 30320 | Bring up his powers; but he did long in vain. |
| 30321 | Who then persuaded you to stay at home? |
| 30322 | There were two honours lost, yours and you... |
| 30323 | For yours, the God of heaven brighten it! |
| 30324 | For his, it stuck upon him as the sun |
| 30325 | In the grey vault of heaven; and by his light |
| 30326 | Did all the chivalry of England move |
| 30327 | To do brave acts. He was indeed the glass |
| 30328 | Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves. |
| 30329 | He had no legs that practis'd not his gait; |
| 30330 | And speaking thick, which nature made his ... |
| 30331 | Became the accents of the valiant; |
| 30332 | For those who could speak low and tardily |
| 30333 | Would turn their own perfection to abuse |
| 30334 | To seem like him: so that in speech, in gait, |
| 30335 | In diet, in affections of delight, |
| 30336 | In military rules, humours of blood, |
| 30337 | He was the mark and glass, copy and book, |
| 30338 | That fashion'd others. And him- O wondrous... |
| 30339 | O miracle of men!- him did you leave- |
| 30340 | Second to none, unseconded by you- |
| 30341 | To look upon the hideous god of war |
| 30342 | In disadvantage, to abide a field |
| 30343 | Where nothing but the sound of Hotspur's name |
| 30344 | Did seem defensible. So you left him. |
| 30345 | Never, O never, do his ghost the wrong |
| 30346 | To hold your honour more precise and nice |
| 30347 | With others than with him! Let them alone. |
| 30348 | The Marshal and the Archbishop are strong. |
| 30349 | Had my sweet Harry had but half their numb... |
| 30350 | To-day might I, hanging on Hotspur's neck, |
| 30351 | Have talk'd of Monmouth's grave. |
| 30352 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Beshrew your heart, |
| 30353 | Fair daughter, you do draw my spirits from me |
| 30354 | With new lamenting ancient oversights. |
| 30355 | But I must go and meet with danger there, |
| 30356 | Or it will seek me in another place, |
| 30357 | And find me worse provided. |
| 30358 | LADY NORTHUMBERLAND. O, fly to Scotland |
| 30359 | Till that the nobles and the armed commons |
| 30360 | Have of their puissance made a little taste. |
| 30361 | LADY PERCY. If they get ground and vantage o... |
| 30362 | Then join you with them, like a rib of ste... |
| 30363 | To make strength stronger; but, for all ou... |
| 30364 | First let them try themselves. So did your... |
| 30365 | He was so suff'red; so came I a widow; |
| 30366 | And never shall have length of life enough |
| 30367 | To rain upon remembrance with mine eyes, |
| 30368 | That it may grow and sprout as high as hea... |
| 30369 | For recordation to my noble husband. |
| 30370 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Come, come, go in with me. '... |
| 30371 | As with the tide swell'd up unto his height, |
| 30372 | That makes a still-stand, running neither ... |
| 30373 | Fain would I go to meet the Archbishop, |
| 30374 | But many thousand reasons hold me back. |
| 30375 | I will resolve for Scotland. There am I, |
| 30376 | Till time and vantage crave my company. ... |
| 30377 | SCENE IV. |
| 30378 | London. The Boar's Head Tavern in Eastcheap |
| 30379 | Enter FRANCIS and another DRAWER |
| 30380 | FRANCIS. What the devil hast thou brought th... |
| 30381 | knowest Sir John cannot endure an apple-john. |
| 30382 | SECOND DRAWER. Mass, thou say'st true. The P... |
| 30383 | of apple-johns before him, and told him th... |
| 30384 | Johns; and, putting off his hat, said 'I w... |
| 30385 | of these six dry, round, old, withered kni... |
| 30386 | to the heart; but he hath forgot that. |
| 30387 | FRANCIS. Why, then, cover and set them down;... |
| 30388 | find out Sneak's noise; Mistress Tearsheet... |
| 30389 | music. |
| 30390 | Enter third DRAWER |
| 30391 | THIRD DRAWER. Dispatch! The room where they ... |
| 30392 | they'll come in straight. |
| 30393 | FRANCIS. Sirrah, here will be the Prince and... |
| 30394 | they will put on two of our jerkins and ap... |
| 30395 | not know of it. Bardolph hath brought word. |
| 30396 | THIRD DRAWER. By the mass, here will be old ... |
| 30397 | excellent stratagem. |
| 30398 | SECOND DRAWER. I'll see if I can find out Sn... |
| 30399 | Exeunt second... |
| 30400 | Enter HOSTESS and DOLL TEARSHEET |
| 30401 | HOSTESS. I' faith, sweetheart, methinks now ... |
| 30402 | good temperality. Your pulsidge beats as e... |
| 30403 | would desire; and your colour, I warrant y... |
| 30404 | rose, in good truth, la! But, i' faith, yo... |
| 30405 | canaries; and that's a marvellous searchin... |
| 30406 | the blood ere one can say 'What's this?' H... |
| 30407 | DOLL. Better than I was- hem. |
| 30408 | HOSTESS. Why, that's well said; a good heart... |
| 30409 | Lo, here comes Sir John. |
| 30410 | Enter FALSTAFF |
| 30411 | FALSTAFF. [Singing] 'When Arthur first in ... |
| 30412 | jordan. [Exit FRANCIS]- [Singing] 'And w... |
| 30413 | now, Mistress Doll! |
| 30414 | HOSTESS. Sick of a calm; yea, good faith. |
| 30415 | FALSTAFF. So is all her sect; and they be on... |
| 30416 | sick. |
| 30417 | DOLL. A pox damn you, you muddy rascal! Is t... |
| 30418 | give me? |
| 30419 | FALSTAFF. You make fat rascals, Mistress Doll. |
| 30420 | DOLL. I make them! Gluttony and diseases mak... |
| 30421 | not. |
| 30422 | FALSTAFF. If the cook help to make the glutt... |
| 30423 | the diseases, Doll. We catch of you, Doll,... |
| 30424 | that, my poor virtue, grant that. |
| 30425 | DOLL. Yea, joy, our chains and our jewels. |
| 30426 | FALSTAFF. 'Your brooches, pearls, and ouches... |
| 30427 | is to come halting off; you know, to come ... |
| 30428 | pike bent bravely, and to surgery bravely;... |
| 30429 | charg'd chambers bravely- |
| 30430 | DOLL. Hang yourself, you muddy conger, hang ... |
| 30431 | HOSTESS. By my troth, this is the old fashio... |
| 30432 | but you fall to some discord. You are both... |
| 30433 | rheumatic as two dry toasts; you cannot on... |
| 30434 | confirmities. What the good-year! one must... |
| 30435 | you. You are the weaker vessel, as as they... |
| 30436 | vessel. |
| 30437 | DOLL. Can a weak empty vessel bear such a hu... |
| 30438 | There's a whole merchant's venture of Bour... |
| 30439 | have not seen a hulk better stuff'd in the... |
| 30440 | friends with thee, Jack. Thou art going to... |
| 30441 | I shall ever see thee again or no, there i... |
| 30442 | Re-enter FRANCIS |
| 30443 | FRANCIS. Sir, Ancient Pistol's below and wou... |
| 30444 | DOLL. Hang him, swaggering rascal! Let him n... |
| 30445 | the foul-mouth'dst rogue in England. |
| 30446 | HOSTESS. If he swagger, let him not come her... |
| 30447 | must live among my neighbours; I'll no swa... |
| 30448 | name and fame with the very best. Shut the... |
| 30449 | swaggerers here; I have not liv'd all this... |
| 30450 | swaggering now. Shut the door, I pray you. |
| 30451 | FALSTAFF. Dost thou hear, hostess? |
| 30452 | HOSTESS. Pray ye, pacify yourself, Sir John;... |
| 30453 | swaggerers here. |
| 30454 | FALSTAFF. Dost thou hear? It is mine ancient. |
| 30455 | HOSTESS. Tilly-fally, Sir John, ne'er tell m... |
| 30456 | swagg'rer comes not in my doors. I was bef... |
| 30457 | debuty, t' other day; and, as he said to m... |
| 30458 | than Wednesday last, i' good faith!- 'Neig... |
| 30459 | he- Master Dumbe, our minister, was by the... |
| 30460 | says he 'receive those that are civil, for... |
| 30461 | an ill name.' Now 'a said so, I can tell w... |
| 30462 | 'you are an honest woman and well thought ... |
| 30463 | what guests you receive. Receive' says he ... |
| 30464 | companions.' There comes none here. You wo... |
| 30465 | what he said. No, I'll no swagg'rers. |
| 30466 | FALSTAFF. He's no swagg'rer, hostess; a tame... |
| 30467 | may stroke him as gently as a puppy greyho... |
| 30468 | with a Barbary hen, if her feathers turn b... |
| 30469 | resistance. Call him up, drawer. |
| 30470 | ... |
| 30471 | HOSTESS. Cheater, call you him? I will bar n... |
| 30472 | nor no cheater; but I do not love swaggeri... |
| 30473 | the worse when one says 'swagger.' Feel, m... |
| 30474 | look you, I warrant you. |
| 30475 | DOLL. So you do, hostess. |
| 30476 | HOSTESS. Do I? Yea, in very truth, do I, an ... |
| 30477 | cannot abide swagg'rers. |
| 30478 | Enter PISTOL, BARDOLPH, and... |
| 30479 | PISTOL. God save you, Sir John! |
| 30480 | FALSTAFF. Welcome, Ancient Pistol. Here, Pis... |
| 30481 | a cup of sack; do you discharge upon mine ... |
| 30482 | PISTOL. I will discharge upon her, Sir John,... |
| 30483 | FALSTAFF. She is pistol-proof, sir; you shal... |
| 30484 | her. |
| 30485 | HOSTESS. Come, I'll drink no proofs nor no b... |
| 30486 | more than will do me good, for no man's pl... |
| 30487 | PISTOL. Then to you, Mistress Dorothy; I wil... |
| 30488 | DOLL. Charge me! I scorn you, scurvy compani... |
| 30489 | base, rascally, cheating, lack-linen mate!... |
| 30490 | rogue, away! I am meat for your master. |
| 30491 | PISTOL. I know you, Mistress Dorothy. |
| 30492 | DOLL. Away, you cut-purse rascal! you filthy... |
| 30493 | wine, I'll thrust my knife in your mouldy ... |
| 30494 | saucy cuttle with me. Away, you bottle-ale... |
| 30495 | basket-hilt stale juggler, you! Since when... |
| 30496 | God's light, with two points on your shoul... |
| 30497 | PISTOL. God let me not live but I will murde... |
| 30498 | FALSTAFF. No more, Pistol; I would not have ... |
| 30499 | Discharge yourself of our company, Pistol. |
| 30500 | HOSTESS. No, good Captain Pistol; not here, ... |
| 30501 | DOLL. Captain! Thou abominable damn'd cheate... |
| 30502 | to be called captain? An captains were of ... |
| 30503 | truncheon you out, for taking their names ... |
| 30504 | have earn'd them. You a captain! you slave... |
| 30505 | a poor whore's ruff in a bawdy-house? He a... |
| 30506 | rogue! He lives upon mouldy stew'd prunes ... |
| 30507 | captain! God's light, these villains will ... |
| 30508 | as the word 'occupy'; which was an excelle... |
| 30509 | was ill sorted. Therefore captains had nee... |
| 30510 | BARDOLPH. Pray thee go down, good ancient. |
| 30511 | FALSTAFF. Hark thee hither, Mistress Doll. |
| 30512 | PISTOL. Not I! I tell thee what, Corporal Ba... |
| 30513 | her; I'll be reveng'd of her. |
| 30514 | PAGE. Pray thee go down. |
| 30515 | PISTOL. I'll see her damn'd first; to Pluto'... |
| 30516 | hand, to th' infernal deep, with Erebus an... |
| 30517 | Hold hook and line, say I. Down, down, dog... |
| 30518 | we not Hiren here? |
| 30519 | HOSTESS. Good Captain Peesel, be quiet; 'tis... |
| 30520 | beseek you now, aggravate your choler. |
| 30521 | PISTOL. These be good humours, indeed! Shall... |
| 30522 | And hollow pamper'd jades of Asia, |
| 30523 | Which cannot go but thirty mile a day, |
| 30524 | Compare with Caesars, and with Cannibals, |
| 30525 | And Troiant Greeks? Nay, rather damn them ... |
| 30526 | King Cerberus; and let the welkin roar. |
| 30527 | Shall we fall foul for toys? |
| 30528 | HOSTESS. By my troth, Captain, these are ver... |
| 30529 | BARDOLPH. Be gone, good ancient; this will g... |
| 30530 | PISTOL. Die men like dogs! Give crowns like ... |
| 30531 | here? |
| 30532 | HOSTESS. O' my word, Captain, there's none s... |
| 30533 | good-year! do you think I would deny her? ... |
| 30534 | quiet. |
| 30535 | PISTOL. Then feed and be fat, my fair Calipo... |
| 30536 | Come, give's some sack. |
| 30537 | 'Si fortune me tormente sperato me contento.' |
| 30538 | Fear we broadsides? No, let the fiend give... |
| 30539 | Give me some sack; and, sweetheart, lie th... |
| 30540 | [Layi... |
| 30541 | Come we to full points here, and are etcet... |
| 30542 | FALSTAFF. Pistol, I would be quiet. |
| 30543 | PISTOL. Sweet knight, I kiss thy neaf. What!... |
| 30544 | stars. |
| 30545 | DOLL. For God's sake thrust him down stairs;... |
| 30546 | fustian rascal. |
| 30547 | PISTOL. Thrust him down stairs! Know we not ... |
| 30548 | FALSTAFF. Quoit him down, Bardolph, like a s... |
| 30549 | Nay, an 'a do nothing but speak nothing, '... |
| 30550 | here. |
| 30551 | BARDOLPH. Come, get you down stairs. |
| 30552 | PISTOL. What! shall we have incision? Shall ... |
| 30553 | [Snatc... |
| 30554 | Then death rock me asleep, abridge my dole... |
| 30555 | Why, then, let grievous, ghastly, gaping w... |
| 30556 | Untwine the Sisters Three! Come, Atropos, ... |
| 30557 | HOSTESS. Here's goodly stuff toward! |
| 30558 | FALSTAFF. Give me my rapier, boy. |
| 30559 | DOLL. I pray thee, Jack, I pray thee, do not... |
| 30560 | FALSTAFF. Get you down stairs. |
| 30561 | [Drawing and d... |
| 30562 | HOSTESS. Here's a goodly tumult! I'll forswe... |
| 30563 | I'll be in these tirrits and frights. So; ... |
| 30564 | Alas, alas! put up your naked weapons, put... |
| 30565 | Exeunt P... |
| 30566 | DOLL. I pray thee, Jack, be quiet; the rasca... |
| 30567 | whoreson little valiant villain, you! |
| 30568 | HOSTESS. Are you not hurt i' th' groin? Meth... |
| 30569 | thrust at your belly. |
| 30570 | Re-enter BARDOLPH |
| 30571 | FALSTAFF. Have you turn'd him out a doors? |
| 30572 | BARDOLPH. Yea, sir. The rascal's drunk. You ... |
| 30573 | th' shoulder. |
| 30574 | FALSTAFF. A rascal! to brave me! |
| 30575 | DOLL. Ah, you sweet little rogue, you! Alas,... |
| 30576 | sweat'st! Come, let me wipe thy face. Come... |
| 30577 | chops. Ah, rogue! i' faith, I love thee. T... |
| 30578 | Hector of Troy, worth five of Agamemnon, a... |
| 30579 | than the Nine Worthies. Ah, villain! |
| 30580 | FALSTAFF. A rascally slave! I will toss the ... |
| 30581 | DOLL. Do, an thou dar'st for thy heart. An t... |
| 30582 | thee between a pair of sheets. |
| 30583 | Enter musicians |
| 30584 | PAGE. The music is come, sir. |
| 30585 | FALSTAFF. Let them play. Play, sirs. Sit on ... |
| 30586 | bragging slave! The rogue fled from me lik... |
| 30587 | DOLL. I' faith, and thou follow'dst him like... |
| 30588 | whoreson little tidy Bartholomew boar-pig,... |
| 30589 | fighting a days and foining a nights, and ... |
| 30590 | old body for heaven? |
| 30591 | Enter, behind, PRINCE HENRY and POINS d... |
| 30592 | FALSTAFF. Peace, good Doll! Do not speak lik... |
| 30593 | not bid me remember mine end. |
| 30594 | DOLL. Sirrah, what humour's the Prince of? |
| 30595 | FALSTAFF. A good shallow young fellow. 'A wo... |
| 30596 | pantler; 'a would ha' chipp'd bread well. |
| 30597 | DOLL. They say Poins has a good wit. |
| 30598 | FALSTAFF. He a good wit! hang him, baboon! H... |
| 30599 | Tewksbury mustard; there's no more conceit... |
| 30600 | mallet. |
| 30601 | DOLL. Why does the Prince love him so, then? |
| 30602 | FALSTAFF. Because their legs are both of a b... |
| 30603 | quoits well, and eats conger and fennel, a... |
| 30604 | ends for flap-dragons, and rides the wild ... |
| 30605 | jumps upon join'd-stools, and swears with ... |
| 30606 | his boots very smooth, like unto the sign ... |
| 30607 | no bate with telling of discreet stories; ... |
| 30608 | faculties 'a has, that show a weak mind an... |
| 30609 | which the Prince admits him. For the Princ... |
| 30610 | another; the weight of a hair will turn th... |
| 30611 | avoirdupois. |
| 30612 | PRINCE. Would not this nave of a wheel have ... |
| 30613 | POINS. Let's beat him before his whore. |
| 30614 | PRINCE. Look whe'er the wither'd elder hath ... |
| 30615 | like a parrot. |
| 30616 | POINS. Is it not strange that desire should ... |
| 30617 | performance? |
| 30618 | FALSTAFF. Kiss me, Doll. |
| 30619 | PRINCE. Saturn and Venus this year in conjun... |
| 30620 | almanac to that? |
| 30621 | POINS. And look whether the fiery Trigon, hi... |
| 30622 | to his master's old tables, his note-book,... |
| 30623 | FALSTAFF. Thou dost give me flattering busses. |
| 30624 | DOLL. By my troth, I kiss thee with a most c... |
| 30625 | FALSTAFF. I am old, I am old. |
| 30626 | DOLL. I love thee better than I love e'er a ... |
| 30627 | them all. |
| 30628 | FALSTAFF. What stuff wilt have a kirtle of? ... |
| 30629 | Thursday. Shalt have a cap to-morrow. A me... |
| 30630 | grows late; we'll to bed. Thou't forget me... |
| 30631 | DOLL. By my troth, thou't set me a-weeping, ... |
| 30632 | Prove that ever I dress myself handsome ti... |
| 30633 | hearken a' th' end. |
| 30634 | FALSTAFF. Some sack, Francis. |
| 30635 | PRINCE & POINS. Anon, anon, sir. ... |
| 30636 | FALSTAFF. Ha! a bastard son of the King's? A... |
| 30637 | his brother? |
| 30638 | PRINCE. Why, thou globe of sinful continents... |
| 30639 | lead! |
| 30640 | FALSTAFF. A better than thou. I am a gentlem... |
| 30641 | PRINCE. Very true, sir, and I come to draw y... |
| 30642 | HOSTESS. O, the Lord preserve thy Grace! By ... |
| 30643 | London. Now the Lord bless that sweet face... |
| 30644 | you come from Wales? |
| 30645 | FALSTAFF. Thou whoreson mad compound of maje... |
| 30646 | flesh and corrupt blood, thou art welcome. |
| 30647 | [Leaning h... |
| 30648 | DOLL. How, you fat fool! I scorn you. |
| 30649 | POINS. My lord, he will drive you out of you... |
| 30650 | to a merriment, if you take not the heat. |
| 30651 | PRINCE. YOU whoreson candle-mine, you, how v... |
| 30652 | me even now before this honest, virtuous, ... |
| 30653 | HOSTESS. God's blessing of your good heart! ... |
| 30654 | troth. |
| 30655 | FALSTAFF. Didst thou hear me? |
| 30656 | PRINCE. Yea; and you knew me, as you did whe... |
| 30657 | Gadshill. You knew I was at your back, and... |
| 30658 | try my patience. |
| 30659 | FALSTAFF. No, no, no; not so; I did not thin... |
| 30660 | hearing. |
| 30661 | PRINCE. I shall drive you then to confess th... |
| 30662 | then I know how to handle you. |
| 30663 | FALSTAFF. No abuse, Hal, o' mine honour; no ... |
| 30664 | PRINCE. Not- to dispraise me, and call me pa... |
| 30665 | bread-chipper, and I know not what! |
| 30666 | FALSTAFF. No abuse, Hal. |
| 30667 | POINS. No abuse! |
| 30668 | FALSTAFF. No abuse, Ned, i' th' world; hones... |
| 30669 | disprais'd him before the wicked- that the... |
| 30670 | in love with thee; in which doing, I have ... |
| 30671 | careful friend and a true subject; and thy... |
| 30672 | thanks for it. No abuse, Hal; none, Ned, n... |
| 30673 | none. |
| 30674 | PRINCE. See now, whether pure fear and entir... |
| 30675 | make thee wrong this virtuous gentlewoman ... |
| 30676 | she of the wicked? Is thine hostess here o... |
| 30677 | boy of the wicked? Or honest Bardolph, who... |
| 30678 | nose, of the wicked? |
| 30679 | POINS. Answer, thou dead elm, answer. |
| 30680 | FALSTAFF. The fiend hath prick'd down Bardol... |
| 30681 | his face is Lucifer's privy-kitchen, where... |
| 30682 | roast malt-worms. For the boy- there is a ... |
| 30683 | but the devil outbids him too. |
| 30684 | PRINCE. For the women? |
| 30685 | FALSTAFF. For one of them- she's in hell alr... |
| 30686 | souls. For th' other- I owe her money; and... |
| 30687 | for that, I know not. |
| 30688 | HOSTESS. No, I warrant you. |
| 30689 | FALSTAFF. No, I think thou art not; I think ... |
| 30690 | Marry, there is another indictment upon th... |
| 30691 | to be eaten in thy house, contrary to the ... |
| 30692 | think thou wilt howl. |
| 30693 | HOSTESS. All vict'lers do so. What's a joint... |
| 30694 | whole Lent? |
| 30695 | PRINCE. You, gentlewoman- |
| 30696 | DOLL. What says your Grace? |
| 30697 | FALSTAFF. His Grace says that which his fles... |
| 30698 | ... |
| 30699 | HOSTESS. Who knocks so loud at door? Look to... |
| 30700 | Francis. |
| 30701 | Enter PETO |
| 30702 | PRINCE. Peto, how now! What news? |
| 30703 | PETO. The King your father is at Westminster; |
| 30704 | And there are twenty weak and wearied posts |
| 30705 | Come from the north; and as I came along |
| 30706 | I met and overtook a dozen captains, |
| 30707 | Bare-headed, sweating, knocking at the tav... |
| 30708 | And asking every one for Sir John Falstaff. |
| 30709 | PRINCE. By heaven, Poins, I feel me much to ... |
| 30710 | So idly to profane the precious time, |
| 30711 | When tempest of commotion, like the south, |
| 30712 | Borne with black vapour, doth begin to melt |
| 30713 | And drop upon our bare unarmed heads. |
| 30714 | Give me my sword and cloak. Falstaff, good... |
| 30715 | Exeunt PRINCE, POINS, ... |
| 30716 | FALSTAFF. Now comes in the sweetest morsel o... |
| 30717 | must hence, and leave it unpick'd. [Knock... |
| 30718 | knocking at the door! |
| 30719 | Re-enter BARDOLPH |
| 30720 | How now! What's the matter? |
| 30721 | BARDOLPH. You must away to court, sir, prese... |
| 30722 | A dozen captains stay at door for you. |
| 30723 | FALSTAFF. [To the PAGE]. Pay the musicians,... |
| 30724 | hostess; farewell, Doll. You see, my good ... |
| 30725 | merit are sought after; the undeserver may... |
| 30726 | action is call'd on. Farewell, good wenche... |
| 30727 | away post, I will see you again ere I go. |
| 30728 | DOLL. I cannot speak. If my heart be not rea... |
| 30729 | Well, sweet Jack, have a care of thyself. |
| 30730 | FALSTAFF. Farewell, farewell. |
| 30731 | Exeunt FAL... |
| 30732 | HOSTESS. Well, fare thee well. I have known ... |
| 30733 | years, come peascod-time; but an honester ... |
| 30734 | -well fare thee well. |
| 30735 | BARDOLPH. [ Within] Mistress Tearsheet! |
| 30736 | HOSTESS. What's the matter? |
| 30737 | BARDOLPH. [ Within] Bid Mistress Tearsheet... |
| 30738 | HOSTESS. O, run Doll, run, run, good Come. ... |
| 30739 | comes blubber'd.- Yea, will you come, Doll... |
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| 30748 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 30749 | Westminster. The palace |
| 30750 | Enter the KING in his nightgown, with a page |
| 30751 | KING. Go call the Earls of Surrey and of War... |
| 30752 | But, ere they come, bid them o'er-read the... |
| 30753 | And well consider of them. Make good speed... |
| 30754 | How many thousands of my poorest subjects |
| 30755 | Are at this hour asleep! O sleep, O gentle... |
| 30756 | Nature's soft nurse, how have I frightened... |
| 30757 | That thou no more will weigh my eyelids down, |
| 30758 | And steep my senses in forgetfulness? |
| 30759 | Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, |
| 30760 | Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, |
| 30761 | And hush'd with buzzing night-flies to thy... |
| 30762 | Than in the perfum'd chambers of the great, |
| 30763 | Under the canopies of costly state, |
| 30764 | And lull'd with sound of sweetest melody? |
| 30765 | O thou dull god, why liest thou with the vile |
| 30766 | In loathsome beds, and leav'st the kingly ... |
| 30767 | A watch-case or a common 'larum-bell? |
| 30768 | Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast |
| 30769 | Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his ... |
| 30770 | In cradle of the rude imperious surge, |
| 30771 | And in the visitation of the winds, |
| 30772 | Who take the ruffian billows by the top, |
| 30773 | Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging... |
| 30774 | With deafing clamour in the slippery clouds, |
| 30775 | That with the hurly death itself awakes? |
| 30776 | Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose |
| 30777 | To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; |
| 30778 | And in the calmest and most stillest night, |
| 30779 | With all appliances and means to boot, |
| 30780 | Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down! |
| 30781 | Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. |
| 30782 | Enter WARWICK and Surrey |
| 30783 | WARWICK. Many good morrows to your Majesty! |
| 30784 | KING. Is it good morrow, lords? |
| 30785 | WARWICK. 'Tis one o'clock, and past. |
| 30786 | KING. Why then, good morrow to you all, my l... |
| 30787 | Have you read o'er the letters that I sent... |
| 30788 | WARWICK. We have, my liege. |
| 30789 | KING. Then you perceive the body of our kingdom |
| 30790 | How foul it is; what rank diseases grow, |
| 30791 | And with what danger, near the heart of it. |
| 30792 | WARWICK. It is but as a body yet distempered; |
| 30793 | Which to his former strength may be restored |
| 30794 | With good advice and little medicine. |
| 30795 | My Lord Northumberland will soon be cool'd. |
| 30796 | KING. O God! that one might read the book of... |
| 30797 | And see the revolution of the times |
| 30798 | Make mountains level, and the continent, |
| 30799 | Weary of solid firmness, melt itself |
| 30800 | Into the sea; and other times to see |
| 30801 | The beachy girdle of the ocean |
| 30802 | Too wide for Neptune's hips; how chances m... |
| 30803 | And changes fill the cup of alteration |
| 30804 | With divers liquors! O, if this were seen, |
| 30805 | The happiest youth, viewing his progress t... |
| 30806 | What perils past, what crosses to ensue, |
| 30807 | Would shut the book and sit him down and die. |
| 30808 | 'Tis not ten years gone |
| 30809 | Since Richard and Northumberland, great fr... |
| 30810 | Did feast together, and in two years after |
| 30811 | Were they at wars. It is but eight years s... |
| 30812 | This Percy was the man nearest my soul; |
| 30813 | Who like a brother toil'd in my affairs |
| 30814 | And laid his love and life under my foot; |
| 30815 | Yea, for my sake, even to the eyes of Richard |
| 30816 | Gave him defiance. But which of you was by- |
| 30817 | [To WARWICK] You, cousin Nevil, as I may ... |
| 30818 | When Richard, with his eye brim full of te... |
| 30819 | Then check'd and rated by Northumberland, |
| 30820 | Did speak these words, now prov'd a prophecy? |
| 30821 | 'Northumberland, thou ladder by the which |
| 30822 | My cousin Bolingbroke ascends my throne'- |
| 30823 | Though then, God knows, I had no such intent |
| 30824 | But that necessity so bow'd the state |
| 30825 | That I and greatness were compell'd to kis... |
| 30826 | 'The time shall come'- thus did he follow it- |
| 30827 | 'The time will come that foul sin, gatheri... |
| 30828 | Shall break into corruption' so went on, |
| 30829 | Foretelling this same time's condition |
| 30830 | And the division of our amity. |
| 30831 | WARWICK. There is a history in all men's lives, |
| 30832 | Figuring the natures of the times deceas'd; |
| 30833 | The which observ'd, a man may prophesy, |
| 30834 | With a near aim, of the main chance of things |
| 30835 | As yet not come to life, who in their seeds |
| 30836 | And weak beginning lie intreasured. |
| 30837 | Such things become the hatch and brood of ... |
| 30838 | And, by the necessary form of this, |
| 30839 | King Richard might create a perfect guess |
| 30840 | That great Northumberland, then false to him, |
| 30841 | Would of that seed grow to a greater false... |
| 30842 | Which should not find a ground to root upon |
| 30843 | Unless on you. |
| 30844 | KING. Are these things then necessities? |
| 30845 | Then let us meet them like necessities; |
| 30846 | And that same word even now cries out on us. |
| 30847 | They say the Bishop and Northumberland |
| 30848 | Are fifty thousand strong. |
| 30849 | WARWICK. It cannot be, my lord. |
| 30850 | Rumour doth double, like the voice and echo, |
| 30851 | The numbers of the feared. Please it your ... |
| 30852 | To go to bed. Upon my soul, my lord, |
| 30853 | The powers that you already have sent forth |
| 30854 | Shall bring this prize in very easily. |
| 30855 | To comfort you the more, I have receiv'd |
| 30856 | A certain instance that Glendower is dead. |
| 30857 | Your Majesty hath been this fortnight ill; |
| 30858 | And these unseasoned hours perforce must ad |
| 30859 | Unto your sickness. |
| 30860 | KING. I will take your counsel. |
| 30861 | And, were these inward wars once out of hand, |
| 30862 | We would, dear lords, unto the Holy Land. ... |
| 30863 | SCENE II. |
| 30864 | Gloucestershire. Before Justice, SHALLOW'S house |
| 30865 | Enter SHALLOW and SILENCE, meeting; MOULDY, SH... |
| 30866 | and servants behind |
| 30867 | SHALLOW. Come on, come on, come on; give me ... |
| 30868 | your hand, sir. An early stirrer, by the r... |
| 30869 | good cousin Silence? |
| 30870 | SILENCE. Good morrow, good cousin Shallow. |
| 30871 | SHALLOW. And how doth my cousin, your bed-fe... |
| 30872 | daughter and mine, my god-daughter Ellen? |
| 30873 | SILENCE. Alas, a black ousel, cousin Shallow! |
| 30874 | SHALLOW. By yea and no, sir. I dare say my c... |
| 30875 | a good scholar; he is at Oxford still, is ... |
| 30876 | SILENCE. Indeed, sir, to my cost. |
| 30877 | SHALLOW. 'A must, then, to the Inns o' Court... |
| 30878 | Clement's Inn; where I think they will tal... |
| 30879 | SILENCE. You were call'd 'lusty Shallow' the... |
| 30880 | SHALLOW. By the mass, I was call'd anything;... |
| 30881 | anything indeed too, and roundly too. Ther... |
| 30882 | John Doit of Staffordshire, and black Geor... |
| 30883 | Pickbone, and Will Squele a Cotsole man- y... |
| 30884 | swinge-bucklers in all the Inns of Court a... |
| 30885 | you we knew where the bona-robas were, and... |
| 30886 | all at commandment. Then was Jack Falstaff... |
| 30887 | and page to Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk. |
| 30888 | SILENCE. This Sir John, cousin, that comes h... |
| 30889 | soldiers? |
| 30890 | SHALLOW. The same Sir John, the very same. I... |
| 30891 | Scoggin's head at the court gate, when 'a ... |
| 30892 | high; and the very same day did I fight wi... |
| 30893 | Stockfish, a fruiterer, behind Gray's Inn.... |
| 30894 | days that I have spent! and to see how man... |
| 30895 | acquaintance are dead! |
| 30896 | SILENCE. We shall all follow, cousin. |
| 30897 | SHALLOW. Certain, 'tis certain; very sure, v... |
| 30898 | Psalmist saith, is certain to all; all sha... |
| 30899 | of bullocks at Stamford fair? |
| 30900 | SILENCE. By my troth, I was not there. |
| 30901 | SHALLOW. Death is certain. Is old Double of ... |
| 30902 | SILENCE. Dead, sir. |
| 30903 | SHALLOW. Jesu, Jesu, dead! drew a good bow; ... |
| 30904 | fine shoot. John a Gaunt loved him well, a... |
| 30905 | his head. Dead! 'A would have clapp'd i' t... |
| 30906 | score, and carried you a forehand shaft a ... |
| 30907 | and a half, that it would have done a man'... |
| 30908 | How a score of ewes now? |
| 30909 | SILENCE. Thereafter as they be- a score of g... |
| 30910 | ten pounds. |
| 30911 | SHALLOW. And is old Double dead? |
| 30912 | Enter BARDOLPH, and one wi... |
| 30913 | SILENCE. Here come two of Sir John Falstaffs... |
| 30914 | SHALLOW. Good morrow, honest gentlemen. |
| 30915 | BARDOLPH. I beseech you, which is Justice Sh... |
| 30916 | SHALLOW. I am Robert Shallow, sir, a poor es... |
| 30917 | and one of the King's justices of the peac... |
| 30918 | pleasure with me? |
| 30919 | BARDOLPH. My captain, sir, commends him to y... |
| 30920 | John Falstaff- a tall gentleman, by heaven... |
| 30921 | leader. |
| 30922 | SHALLOW. He greets me well, sir; I knew him ... |
| 30923 | How doth the good knight? May I ask how my... |
| 30924 | BARDOLPH. Sir, pardon; a soldier is better a... |
| 30925 | wife. |
| 30926 | SHALLOW. It is well said, in faith, sir; and... |
| 30927 | too. 'Better accommodated!' It is good; ye... |
| 30928 | phrases are surely, and ever were, very co... |
| 30929 | 'Accommodated!' It comes of accommodo. Ver... |
| 30930 | BARDOLPH. Pardon, sir; I have heard the word... |
| 30931 | By this day, I know not the phrase; but I ... |
| 30932 | with my sword to be a soldier-like word, a... |
| 30933 | good command, by heaven. Accommodated: tha... |
| 30934 | they say, accommodated; or, when a man is ... |
| 30935 | thought to be accommodated; which is an ex... |
| 30936 | Enter FALSTAFF |
| 30937 | SHALLOW. It is very just. Look, here comes g... |
| 30938 | your good hand, give me your worship's goo... |
| 30939 | you like well and bear your years very wel... |
| 30940 | John. |
| 30941 | FALSTAFF. I am glad to see you well, good Ma... |
| 30942 | Master Surecard, as I think? |
| 30943 | SHALLOW. No, Sir John; it is my cousin Silen... |
| 30944 | me. |
| 30945 | FALSTAFF. Good Master Silence, it well befit... |
| 30946 | peace. |
| 30947 | SILENCE. Your good worship is welcome. |
| 30948 | FALSTAFF. Fie! this is hot weather. Gentleme... |
| 30949 | here half a dozen sufficient men? |
| 30950 | SHALLOW. Marry, have we, sir. Will you sit? |
| 30951 | FALSTAFF. Let me see them, I beseech you. |
| 30952 | SHALLOW. Where's the roll? Where's the roll?... |
| 30953 | me see, let me see, let me see. So, so, so... |
| 30954 | marry, sir. Rafe Mouldy! Let them appear a... |
| 30955 | so, let them do so. Let me see; where is M... |
| 30956 | MOULDY. Here, an't please you. |
| 30957 | SHALLOW. What think you, Sir John? A good-li... |
| 30958 | strong, and of good friends. |
| 30959 | FALSTAFF. Is thy name Mouldy? |
| 30960 | MOULDY. Yea, an't please you. |
| 30961 | FALSTAFF. 'Tis the more time thou wert us'd. |
| 30962 | SHALLOW. Ha, ha, ha! most excellent, i' fait... |
| 30963 | mouldy lack use. Very singular good! In fa... |
| 30964 | John; very well said. |
| 30965 | FALSTAFF. Prick him. |
| 30966 | MOULDY. I was prick'd well enough before, an... |
| 30967 | alone. My old dame will be undone now for ... |
| 30968 | and her drudgery. You need not to have pri... |
| 30969 | other men fitter to go out than I. |
| 30970 | FALSTAFF. Go to; peace, Mouldy; you shall go... |
| 30971 | you were spent. |
| 30972 | MOULDY. Spent! |
| 30973 | SHALLOW. Peace, fellow, peace; stand aside; ... |
| 30974 | For th' other, Sir John- let me see. Simon... |
| 30975 | FALSTAFF. Yea, marry, let me have him to sit... |
| 30976 | a cold soldier. |
| 30977 | SHALLOW. Where's Shadow? |
| 30978 | SHADOW. Here, sir. |
| 30979 | FALSTAFF. Shadow, whose son art thou? |
| 30980 | SHADOW. My mother's son, sir. |
| 30981 | FALSTAFF. Thy mother's son! Like enough; and... |
| 30982 | So the son of the female is the shadow of ... |
| 30983 | so indeed; but much of the father's substa... |
| 30984 | SHALLOW. Do you like him, Sir John? |
| 30985 | FALSTAFF. Shadow will serve for summer. Pric... |
| 30986 | number of shadows fill up the muster-book. |
| 30987 | SHALLOW. Thomas Wart! |
| 30988 | FALSTAFF. Where's he? |
| 30989 | WART. Here, sir. |
| 30990 | FALSTAFF. Is thy name Wart? |
| 30991 | WART. Yea, sir. |
| 30992 | FALSTAFF. Thou art a very ragged wart. |
| 30993 | SHALLOW. Shall I prick him, Sir John? |
| 30994 | FALSTAFF. It were superfluous; for his appar... |
| 30995 | back, and the whole frame stands upon pins... |
| 30996 | SHALLOW. Ha, ha, ha! You can do it, sir; you... |
| 30997 | you well. Francis Feeble! |
| 30998 | FEEBLE. Here, sir. |
| 30999 | FALSTAFF. What trade art thou, Feeble? |
| 31000 | FEEBLE. A woman's tailor, sir. |
| 31001 | SHALLOW. Shall I prick him, sir? |
| 31002 | FALSTAFF. You may; but if he had been a man'... |
| 31003 | prick'd you. Wilt thou make as many holes ... |
| 31004 | thou hast done in a woman's petticoat? |
| 31005 | FEEBLE. I will do my good will, sir; you can... |
| 31006 | FALSTAFF. Well said, good woman's tailor! we... |
| 31007 | Feeble! Thou wilt be as valiant as the wra... |
| 31008 | magnanimous mouse. Prick the woman's tailo... |
| 31009 | Shallow, deep, Master Shallow. |
| 31010 | FEEBLE. I would Wart might have gone, sir. |
| 31011 | FALSTAFF. I would thou wert a man's tailor, ... |
| 31012 | him and make him fit to go. I cannot put h... |
| 31013 | soldier, that is the leader of so many tho... |
| 31014 | suffice, most forcible Feeble. |
| 31015 | FEEBLE. It shall suffice, sir. |
| 31016 | FALSTAFF. I am bound to thee, reverend Feebl... |
| 31017 | SHALLOW. Peter Bullcalf o' th' green! |
| 31018 | FALSTAFF. Yea, marry, let's see Bullcalf. |
| 31019 | BULLCALF. Here, sir. |
| 31020 | FALSTAFF. Fore God, a likely fellow! Come, p... |
| 31021 | he roar again. |
| 31022 | BULLCALF. O Lord! good my lord captain- |
| 31023 | FALSTAFF. What, dost thou roar before thou a... |
| 31024 | BULLCALF. O Lord, sir! I am a diseased man. |
| 31025 | FALSTAFF. What disease hast thou? |
| 31026 | BULLCALF. A whoreson cold, sir, a cough, sir... |
| 31027 | ringing in the King's affairs upon his cor... |
| 31028 | FALSTAFF. Come, thou shalt go to the wars in... |
| 31029 | away thy cold; and I will take such order ... |
| 31030 | ring for thee. Is here all? |
| 31031 | SHALLOW. Here is two more call'd than your n... |
| 31032 | but four here, sir; and so, I pray you, go... |
| 31033 | FALSTAFF. Come, I will go drink with you, bu... |
| 31034 | dinner. I am glad to see you, by my troth,... |
| 31035 | SHALLOW. O, Sir John, do you remember since ... |
| 31036 | windmill in Saint George's Field? |
| 31037 | FALSTAFF. No more of that, Master Shallow, n... |
| 31038 | SHALLOW. Ha, 'twas a merry night. And is Jan... |
| 31039 | FALSTAFF. She lives, Master Shallow. |
| 31040 | SHALLOW. She never could away with me. |
| 31041 | FALSTAFF. Never, never; she would always say... |
| 31042 | Master Shallow. |
| 31043 | SHALLOW. By the mass, I could anger her to t... |
| 31044 | a bona-roba. Doth she hold her own well? |
| 31045 | FALSTAFF. Old, old, Master Shallow. |
| 31046 | SHALLOW. Nay, she must be old; she cannot ch... |
| 31047 | certain she's old; and had Robin Nightwork... |
| 31048 | before I came to Clement's Inn. |
| 31049 | SILENCE. That's fifty-five year ago. |
| 31050 | SHALLOW. Ha, cousin Silence, that thou hadst... |
| 31051 | knight and I have seen! Ha, Sir John, said... |
| 31052 | FALSTAFF. We have heard the chimes at midnig... |
| 31053 | SHALLOW. That we have, that we have, that we... |
| 31054 | John, we have. Our watchword was 'Hem, boy... |
| 31055 | dinner; come, let's to dinner. Jesus, the ... |
| 31056 | Come, come. |
| 31057 | Exeunt FALSTAF... |
| 31058 | BULLCALF. Good Master Corporate Bardolph, st... |
| 31059 | here's four Harry ten shillings in French ... |
| 31060 | truth, sir, I had as lief be hang'd, sir, ... |
| 31061 | mine own part, sir, I do not care; but rat... |
| 31062 | unwilling and, for mine own part, have a d... |
| 31063 | friends; else, sir, I did not care for min... |
| 31064 | BARDOLPH. Go to; stand aside. |
| 31065 | MOULDY. And, good Master Corporal Captain, f... |
| 31066 | stand my friend. She has nobody to do anyt... |
| 31067 | am gone; and she is old, and cannot help h... |
| 31068 | forty, sir. |
| 31069 | BARDOLPH. Go to; stand aside. |
| 31070 | FEEBLE. By my troth, I care not; a man can d... |
| 31071 | a death. I'll ne'er bear a base mind. An't... |
| 31072 | an't be not, so. No man's too good to serv... |
| 31073 | it go which way it will, he that dies this... |
| 31074 | next. |
| 31075 | BARDOLPH. Well said; th'art a good fellow. |
| 31076 | FEEBLE. Faith, I'll bear no base mind. |
| 31077 | Re-enter FALSTAFF and the ... |
| 31078 | FALSTAFF. Come, sir, which men shall I have? |
| 31079 | SHALLOW. Four of which you please. |
| 31080 | BARDOLPH. Sir, a word with you. I have three... |
| 31081 | and Bullcalf. |
| 31082 | FALSTAFF. Go to; well. |
| 31083 | SHALLOW. Come, Sir John, which four will you... |
| 31084 | FALSTAFF. Do you choose for me. |
| 31085 | SHALLOW. Marry, then- Mouldy, Bullcalf, Feeb... |
| 31086 | FALSTAFF. Mouldy and Bullcalf: for you, Moul... |
| 31087 | you are past service; and for your part, B... |
| 31088 | unto it. I will none of you. |
| 31089 | SHALLOW. Sir John, Sir John, do not yourself... |
| 31090 | likeliest men, and I would have you serv'd... |
| 31091 | FALSTAFF. Will you tell me, Master Shallow, ... |
| 31092 | Care I for the limb, the thews, the statur... |
| 31093 | assemblance of a man! Give me the spirit, ... |
| 31094 | Wart; you see what a ragged appearance it ... |
| 31095 | and discharge you with the motion of a pew... |
| 31096 | off and on swifter than he that gibbets on... |
| 31097 | And this same half-fac'd fellow, Shadow- g... |
| 31098 | presents no mark to the enemy; the foeman ... |
| 31099 | level at the edge of a penknife. And, for ... |
| 31100 | will this Feeble, the woman's tailor, run ... |
| 31101 | spare men, and spare me the great ones. Pu... |
| 31102 | Wart's hand, Bardolph. |
| 31103 | BARDOLPH. Hold, Wart. Traverse- thus, thus, ... |
| 31104 | FALSTAFF. Come, manage me your caliver. So- ... |
| 31105 | good; exceeding good. O, give me always a ... |
| 31106 | chopt, bald shot. Well said, i' faith, War... |
| 31107 | Hold, there's a tester for thee. |
| 31108 | SHALLOW. He is not his craft's master, he do... |
| 31109 | remember at Mile-end Green, when I lay at ... |
| 31110 | then Sir Dagonet in Arthur's show- there w... |
| 31111 | fellow, and 'a would manage you his piece ... |
| 31112 | about and about, and come you in and come ... |
| 31113 | tah!' would 'a say; 'Bounce!' would 'a say... |
| 31114 | 'a go, and again would 'a come. I shall ne... |
| 31115 | FALSTAFF. These fellows will do well. Master... |
| 31116 | Master Silence, I will not use many words ... |
| 31117 | well! Gentlemen both, I thank you. I must ... |
| 31118 | Bardolph, give the soldiers coats. |
| 31119 | SHALLOW. Sir John, the Lord bless you; God p... |
| 31120 | God send us peace! At your return, visit o... |
| 31121 | acquaintance be renewed. Peradventure I wi... |
| 31122 | court. |
| 31123 | FALSTAFF. Fore God, would you would. |
| 31124 | SHALLOW. Go to; I have spoke at a word. God ... |
| 31125 | FALSTAFF. Fare you well, gentle gentlemen. ... |
| 31126 | Bardolph; lead the men away. [Exeunt all ... |
| 31127 | return, I will fetch off these justices. I... |
| 31128 | justice Shallow. Lord, Lord, how subject w... |
| 31129 | vice of lying! This same starv'd justice h... |
| 31130 | prate to me of the wildness of his youth a... |
| 31131 | done about Turnbull Street; and every thir... |
| 31132 | to the hearer than the Turk's tribute. I d... |
| 31133 | Clement's Inn, like a man made after suppe... |
| 31134 | When 'a was naked, he was for all the worl... |
| 31135 | with a head fantastically carved upon it w... |
| 31136 | forlorn that his dimensions to any thick s... |
| 31137 | was the very genius of famine; yet lechero... |
| 31138 | whores call'd him mandrake. 'A came ever i... |
| 31139 | fashion, and sung those tunes to the overs... |
| 31140 | he heard the carmen whistle, and sware the... |
| 31141 | his good-nights. And now is this Vice's da... |
| 31142 | and talks as familiarly of John a Gaunt as... |
| 31143 | brother to him; and I'll be sworn 'a ne'er... |
| 31144 | the Tiltyard; and then he burst his head f... |
| 31145 | marshal's men. I saw it, and told John a G... |
| 31146 | name; for you might have thrust him and al... |
| 31147 | eel-skin; the case of a treble hautboy was... |
| 31148 | court- and now has he land and beeves. Wel... |
| 31149 | with him if I return; and 't shall go hard... |
| 31150 | philosopher's two stones to me. If the you... |
| 31151 | the old pike, I see no reason in the law o... |
| 31152 | at him. Let time shape, and there an end. ... |
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| 31161 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 31162 | Yorkshire. Within the Forest of Gaultree |
| 31163 | Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, MOWBRAY, HASTING... |
| 31164 | ARCHBISHOP. What is this forest call'd |
| 31165 | HASTINGS. 'Tis Gaultree Forest, an't shall p... |
| 31166 | ARCHBISHOP. Here stand, my lords, and send d... |
| 31167 | To know the numbers of our enemies. |
| 31168 | HASTINGS. We have sent forth already. |
| 31169 | ARCHBISHOP. 'Tis well done. |
| 31170 | My friends and brethren in these great aff... |
| 31171 | I must acquaint you that I have receiv'd |
| 31172 | New-dated letters from Northumberland; |
| 31173 | Their cold intent, tenour, and substance, ... |
| 31174 | Here doth he wish his person, with such po... |
| 31175 | As might hold sortance with his quality, |
| 31176 | The which he could not levy; whereupon |
| 31177 | He is retir'd, to ripe his growing fortunes, |
| 31178 | To Scotland; and concludes in hearty prayers |
| 31179 | That your attempts may overlive the hazard |
| 31180 | And fearful meeting of their opposite. |
| 31181 | MOWBRAY. Thus do the hopes we have in him to... |
| 31182 | And dash themselves to pieces. |
| 31183 | Enter A MESSENGER |
| 31184 | HASTINGS. Now, what news? |
| 31185 | MESSENGER. West of this forest, scarcely off... |
| 31186 | In goodly form comes on the enemy; |
| 31187 | And, by the ground they hide, I judge thei... |
| 31188 | Upon or near the rate of thirty thousand. |
| 31189 | MOWBRAY. The just proportion that we gave th... |
| 31190 | Let us sway on and face them in the field. |
| 31191 | Enter WESTMORELAND |
| 31192 | ARCHBISHOP. What well-appointed leader front... |
| 31193 | MOWBRAY. I think it is my Lord of Westmoreland. |
| 31194 | WESTMORELAND. Health and fair greeting from ... |
| 31195 | The Prince, Lord John and Duke of Lancaste... |
| 31196 | ARCHBISHOP. Say on, my Lord of Westmoreland,... |
| 31197 | What doth concern your coming. |
| 31198 | WESTMORELAND. Then, my lord, |
| 31199 | Unto your Grace do I in chief address |
| 31200 | The substance of my speech. If that rebellion |
| 31201 | Came like itself, in base and abject routs, |
| 31202 | Led on by bloody youth, guarded with rags, |
| 31203 | And countenanc'd by boys and beggary- |
| 31204 | I say, if damn'd commotion so appear'd |
| 31205 | In his true, native, and most proper shape, |
| 31206 | You, reverend father, and these noble lords, |
| 31207 | Had not been here to dress the ugly form |
| 31208 | Of base and bloody insurrection |
| 31209 | With your fair honours. You, Lord Archbishop, |
| 31210 | Whose see is by a civil peace maintain'd, |
| 31211 | Whose beard the silver hand of peace hath ... |
| 31212 | Whose learning and good letters peace hath... |
| 31213 | Whose white investments figure innocence, |
| 31214 | The dove, and very blessed spirit of peace- |
| 31215 | Wherefore you do so ill translate yourself |
| 31216 | Out of the speech of peace, that bears suc... |
| 31217 | Into the harsh and boist'rous tongue of war; |
| 31218 | Turning your books to graves, your ink to ... |
| 31219 | Your pens to lances, and your tongue divine |
| 31220 | To a loud trumpet and a point of war? |
| 31221 | ARCHBISHOP. Wherefore do I this? So the ques... |
| 31222 | Briefly to this end: we are all diseas'd |
| 31223 | And with our surfeiting and wanton hours |
| 31224 | Have brought ourselves into a burning fever, |
| 31225 | And we must bleed for it; of which disease |
| 31226 | Our late King, Richard, being infected, died. |
| 31227 | But, my most noble Lord of Westmoreland, |
| 31228 | I take not on me here as a physician; |
| 31229 | Nor do I as an enemy to peace |
| 31230 | Troop in the throngs of military men; |
| 31231 | But rather show awhile like fearful war |
| 31232 | To diet rank minds sick of happiness, |
| 31233 | And purge th' obstructions which begin to ... |
| 31234 | Our very veins of life. Hear me more plainly. |
| 31235 | I have in equal balance justly weigh'd |
| 31236 | What wrongs our arms may do, what wrongs w... |
| 31237 | And find our griefs heavier than our offen... |
| 31238 | We see which way the stream of time doth run |
| 31239 | And are enforc'd from our most quiet there |
| 31240 | By the rough torrent of occasion; |
| 31241 | And have the summary of all our griefs, |
| 31242 | When time shall serve, to show in articles; |
| 31243 | Which long ere this we offer'd to the King, |
| 31244 | And might by no suit gain our audience: |
| 31245 | When we are wrong'd, and would unfold our ... |
| 31246 | We are denied access unto his person, |
| 31247 | Even by those men that most have done us w... |
| 31248 | The dangers of the days but newly gone, |
| 31249 | Whose memory is written on the earth |
| 31250 | With yet appearing blood, and the examples |
| 31251 | Of every minute's instance, present now, |
| 31252 | Hath put us in these ill-beseeming arms; |
| 31253 | Not to break peace, or any branch of it, |
| 31254 | But to establish here a peace indeed, |
| 31255 | Concurring both in name and quality. |
| 31256 | WESTMORELAND. When ever yet was your appeal ... |
| 31257 | Wherein have you been galled by the King; |
| 31258 | What peer hath been suborn'd to grate on you |
| 31259 | That you should seal this lawless bloody book |
| 31260 | Of forg'd rebellion with a seal divine, |
| 31261 | And consecrate commotion's bitter edge? |
| 31262 | ARCHBISHOP. My brother general, the commonwe... |
| 31263 | To brother horn an household cruelty, |
| 31264 | I make my quarrel in particular. |
| 31265 | WESTMORELAND. There is no need of any such r... |
| 31266 | Or if there were, it not belongs to you. |
| 31267 | MOWBRAY. Why not to him in part, and to us all |
| 31268 | That feel the bruises of the days before, |
| 31269 | And suffer the condition of these times |
| 31270 | To lay a heavy and unequal hand |
| 31271 | Upon our honours? |
| 31272 | WESTMORELAND. O my good Lord Mowbray, |
| 31273 | Construe the times to their necessities, |
| 31274 | And you shall say, indeed, it is the time, |
| 31275 | And not the King, that doth you injuries. |
| 31276 | Yet, for your part, it not appears to me, |
| 31277 | Either from the King or in the present time, |
| 31278 | That you should have an inch of any ground |
| 31279 | To build a grief on. Were you not restor'd |
| 31280 | To all the Duke of Norfolk's signiories, |
| 31281 | Your noble and right well-rememb'red fathe... |
| 31282 | MOWBRAY. What thing, in honour, had my fathe... |
| 31283 | That need to be reviv'd and breath'd in me? |
| 31284 | The King that lov'd him, as the state stoo... |
| 31285 | Was force perforce compell'd to banish him, |
| 31286 | And then that Henry Bolingbroke and he, |
| 31287 | Being mounted and both roused in their seats, |
| 31288 | Their neighing coursers daring of the spur, |
| 31289 | Their armed staves in charge, their beaver... |
| 31290 | Their eyes of fire sparkling through sight... |
| 31291 | And the loud trumpet blowing them together- |
| 31292 | Then, then, when there was nothing could h... |
| 31293 | My father from the breast of Bolingbroke, |
| 31294 | O, when the King did throw his warder down- |
| 31295 | His own life hung upon the staff he threw- |
| 31296 | Then threw he down himself, and all their ... |
| 31297 | That by indictment and by dint of sword |
| 31298 | Have since miscarried under Bolingbroke. |
| 31299 | WESTMORELAND. You speak, Lord Mowbray, now y... |
| 31300 | The Earl of Hereford was reputed then |
| 31301 | In England the most valiant gentleman. |
| 31302 | Who knows on whom fortune would then have ... |
| 31303 | But if your father had been victor there, |
| 31304 | He ne'er had borne it out of Coventry; |
| 31305 | For all the country, in a general voice, |
| 31306 | Cried hate upon him; and all their prayers... |
| 31307 | Were set on Hereford, whom they doted on, |
| 31308 | And bless'd and grac'd indeed more than th... |
| 31309 | But this is mere digression from my purpose. |
| 31310 | Here come I from our princely general |
| 31311 | To know your griefs; to tell you from his ... |
| 31312 | That he will give you audience; and wherein |
| 31313 | It shall appear that your demands are just, |
| 31314 | You shall enjoy them, everything set off |
| 31315 | That might so much as think you enemies. |
| 31316 | MOWBRAY. But he hath forc'd us to compel thi... |
| 31317 | And it proceeds from policy, not love. |
| 31318 | WESTMORELAND. Mowbray. you overween to take ... |
| 31319 | This offer comes from mercy, not from fear; |
| 31320 | For, lo! within a ken our army lies- |
| 31321 | Upon mine honour, all too confident |
| 31322 | To give admittance to a thought of fear. |
| 31323 | Our battle is more full of names than yours, |
| 31324 | Our men more perfect in the use of arms, |
| 31325 | Our armour all as strong, our cause the best; |
| 31326 | Then reason will our hearts should be as g... |
| 31327 | Say you not, then, our offer is compell'd. |
| 31328 | MOWBRAY. Well, by my will we shall admit no ... |
| 31329 | WESTMORELAND. That argues but the shame of y... |
| 31330 | A rotten case abides no handling. |
| 31331 | HASTINGS. Hath the Prince John a full commis... |
| 31332 | In very ample virtue of his father, |
| 31333 | To hear and absolutely to determine |
| 31334 | Of what conditions we shall stand upon? |
| 31335 | WESTMORELAND. That is intended in the genera... |
| 31336 | I muse you make so slight a question. |
| 31337 | ARCHBISHOP. Then take, my Lord of Westmorela... |
| 31338 | For this contains our general grievances. |
| 31339 | Each several article herein redress'd, |
| 31340 | All members of our cause, both here and he... |
| 31341 | That are insinewed to this action, |
| 31342 | Acquitted by a true substantial form, |
| 31343 | And present execution of our wills |
| 31344 | To us and to our purposes confin'd- |
| 31345 | We come within our awful banks again, |
| 31346 | And knit our powers to the arm of peace. |
| 31347 | WESTMORELAND. This will I show the general. ... |
| 31348 | In sight of both our battles we may meet; |
| 31349 | And either end in peace- which God so frame!- |
| 31350 | Or to the place of diff'rence call the swords |
| 31351 | Which must decide it. |
| 31352 | ARCHBISHOP. My lord, we will do so. ... |
| 31353 | MOWBRAY. There is a thing within my bosom te... |
| 31354 | That no conditions of our peace can stand. |
| 31355 | HASTINGS. Fear you not that: if we can make ... |
| 31356 | Upon such large terms and so absolute |
| 31357 | As our conditions shall consist upon, |
| 31358 | Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky mou... |
| 31359 | MOWBRAY. Yea, but our valuation shall be such |
| 31360 | That every slight and false-derived cause, |
| 31361 | Yea, every idle, nice, and wanton reason, |
| 31362 | Shall to the King taste of this action; |
| 31363 | That, were our royal faiths martyrs in love, |
| 31364 | We shall be winnow'd with so rough a wind |
| 31365 | That even our corn shall seem as light as ... |
| 31366 | And good from bad find no partition. |
| 31367 | ARCHBISHOP. No, no, my lord. Note this: the ... |
| 31368 | Of dainty and such picking grievances; |
| 31369 | For he hath found to end one doubt by death |
| 31370 | Revives two greater in the heirs of life; |
| 31371 | And therefore will he wipe his tables clean, |
| 31372 | And keep no tell-tale to his memory |
| 31373 | That may repeat and history his los |
| 31374 | To new remembrance. For full well he knows |
| 31375 | He cannot so precisely weed this land |
| 31376 | As his misdoubts present occasion: |
| 31377 | His foes are so enrooted with his friends |
| 31378 | That, plucking to unfix an enemy, |
| 31379 | He doth unfasten so and shake a friend. |
| 31380 | So that this land, like an offensive wife |
| 31381 | That hath enrag'd him on to offer strokes, |
| 31382 | As he is striking, holds his infant up, |
| 31383 | And hangs resolv'd correction in the arm |
| 31384 | That was uprear'd to execution. |
| 31385 | HASTINGS. Besides, the King hath wasted all ... |
| 31386 | On late offenders, that he now doth lack |
| 31387 | The very instruments of chastisement; |
| 31388 | So that his power, like to a fangless lion, |
| 31389 | May offer, but not hold. |
| 31390 | ARCHBISHOP. 'Tis very true; |
| 31391 | And therefore be assur'd, my good Lord Mar... |
| 31392 | If we do now make our atonement well, |
| 31393 | Our peace will, like a broken limb united, |
| 31394 | Grow stronger for the breaking. |
| 31395 | MOWBRAY. Be it so. |
| 31396 | Here is return'd my Lord of Westmoreland. |
| 31397 | Re-enter WESTMORELAND |
| 31398 | WESTMORELAND. The Prince is here at hand. Pl... |
| 31399 | To meet his Grace just distance 'tween our... |
| 31400 | MOWBRAY. Your Grace of York, in God's name t... |
| 31401 | ARCHBISHOP. Before, and greet his Grace. My ... |
| 31402 | ... |
| 31403 | SCENE II. |
| 31404 | Another part of the forest |
| 31405 | Enter, from one side, MOWBRAY, attended; after... |
| 31406 | HASTINGS, and others; from the other side, PRI... |
| 31407 | WESTMORELAND, OFFICERS, and others |
| 31408 | PRINCE JOHN. You are well encount'red here, ... |
| 31409 | Good day to you, gentle Lord Archbishop; |
| 31410 | And so to you, Lord Hastings, and to all. |
| 31411 | My Lord of York, it better show'd with you |
| 31412 | When that your flock, assembled by the bell, |
| 31413 | Encircled you to hear with reverence |
| 31414 | Your exposition on the holy text |
| 31415 | Than now to see you here an iron man, |
| 31416 | Cheering a rout of rebels with your drum, |
| 31417 | Turning the word to sword, and life to death. |
| 31418 | That man that sits within a monarch's heart |
| 31419 | And ripens in the sunshine of his favour, |
| 31420 | Would he abuse the countenance of the king, |
| 31421 | Alack, what mischiefs might he set abroach |
| 31422 | In shadow of such greatness! With you, Lor... |
| 31423 | It is even so. Who hath not heard it spoken |
| 31424 | How deep you were within the books of God? |
| 31425 | To us the speaker in His parliament, |
| 31426 | To us th' imagin'd voice of God himself, |
| 31427 | The very opener and intelligencer |
| 31428 | Between the grace, the sanctities of heaven, |
| 31429 | And our dull workings. O, who shall believe |
| 31430 | But you misuse the reverence of your place, |
| 31431 | Employ the countenance and grace of heav'n |
| 31432 | As a false favourite doth his prince's name, |
| 31433 | In deeds dishonourable? You have ta'en up, |
| 31434 | Under the counterfeited zeal of God, |
| 31435 | The subjects of His substitute, my father, |
| 31436 | And both against the peace of heaven and him |
| 31437 | Have here up-swarm'd them. |
| 31438 | ARCHBISHOP. Good my Lord of Lancaster, |
| 31439 | I am not here against your father's peace; |
| 31440 | But, as I told my Lord of Westmoreland, |
| 31441 | The time misord'red doth, in common sense, |
| 31442 | Crowd us and crush us to this monstrous fo... |
| 31443 | To hold our safety up. I sent your Grace |
| 31444 | The parcels and particulars of our grief, |
| 31445 | The which hath been with scorn shov'd from... |
| 31446 | Whereon this hydra son of war is born; |
| 31447 | Whose dangerous eyes may well be charm'd a... |
| 31448 | With grant of our most just and right desi... |
| 31449 | And true obedience, of this madness cur'd, |
| 31450 | Stoop tamely to the foot of majesty. |
| 31451 | MOWBRAY. If not, we ready are to try our for... |
| 31452 | To the last man. |
| 31453 | HASTINGS. And though we here fall down, |
| 31454 | We have supplies to second our attempt. |
| 31455 | If they miscarry, theirs shall second them; |
| 31456 | And so success of mischief shall be born, |
| 31457 | And heir from heir shall hold this quarrel up |
| 31458 | Whiles England shall have generation. |
| 31459 | PRINCE JOHN. YOU are too shallow, Hastings, ... |
| 31460 | To sound the bottom of the after-times. |
| 31461 | WESTMORELAND. Pleaseth your Grace to answer ... |
| 31462 | How far forth you do like their articles. |
| 31463 | PRINCE JOHN. I like them all and do allow th... |
| 31464 | And swear here, by the honour of my blood, |
| 31465 | My father's purposes have been mistook; |
| 31466 | And some about him have too lavishly |
| 31467 | Wrested his meaning and authority. |
| 31468 | My lord, these griefs shall be with speed ... |
| 31469 | Upon my soul, they shall. If this may plea... |
| 31470 | Discharge your powers unto their several c... |
| 31471 | As we will ours; and here, between the arm... |
| 31472 | Let's drink together friendly and embrace, |
| 31473 | That all their eyes may bear those tokens ... |
| 31474 | Of our restored love and amity. |
| 31475 | ARCHBISHOP. I take your princely word for th... |
| 31476 | PRINCE JOHN. I give it you, and will maintai... |
| 31477 | And thereupon I drink unto your Grace. |
| 31478 | HASTINGS. Go, Captain, and deliver to the army |
| 31479 | This news of peace. Let them have pay, and... |
| 31480 | I know it will please them. Hie thee, Capt... |
| 31481 | ... |
| 31482 | ARCHBISHOP. To you, my noble Lord of Westmor... |
| 31483 | WESTMORELAND. I pledge your Grace; and if yo... |
| 31484 | I have bestow'd to breed this present peace, |
| 31485 | You would drink freely; but my love to ye |
| 31486 | Shall show itself more openly hereafter. |
| 31487 | ARCHBISHOP. I do not doubt you. |
| 31488 | WESTMORELAND. I am glad of it. |
| 31489 | Health to my lord and gentle cousin, Mowbray. |
| 31490 | MOWBRAY. You wish me health in very happy se... |
| 31491 | For I am on the sudden something ill. |
| 31492 | ARCHBISHOP. Against ill chances men are ever... |
| 31493 | But heaviness foreruns the good event. |
| 31494 | WESTMORELAND. Therefore be merry, coz; since... |
| 31495 | Serves to say thus, 'Some good thing comes... |
| 31496 | ARCHBISHOP. Believe me, I am passing light i... |
| 31497 | MOWBRAY. So much the worse, if your own rule... |
| 31498 | ... |
| 31499 | PRINCE JOHN. The word of peace is rend'red. ... |
| 31500 | MOWBRAY. This had been cheerful after victory. |
| 31501 | ARCHBISHOP. A peace is of the nature of a co... |
| 31502 | For then both parties nobly are subdu'd, |
| 31503 | And neither party loser. |
| 31504 | PRINCE JOHN. Go, my lord, |
| 31505 | And let our army be discharged too. |
| 31506 | ... |
| 31507 | And, good my lord, so please you let our t... |
| 31508 | March by us, that we may peruse the men |
| 31509 | We should have cop'd withal. |
| 31510 | ARCHBISHOP. Go, good Lord Hastings, |
| 31511 | And, ere they be dismiss'd, let them march... |
| 31512 | ... |
| 31513 | PRINCE JOHN. I trust, lords, we shall lie to... |
| 31514 | Re-enter WESTMORELAND |
| 31515 | Now, cousin, wherefore stands our army still? |
| 31516 | WESTMORELAND. The leaders, having charge fro... |
| 31517 | Will not go off until they hear you speak. |
| 31518 | PRINCE JOHN. They know their duties. |
| 31519 | Re-enter HASTINGS |
| 31520 | HASTINGS. My lord, our army is dispers'd alr... |
| 31521 | Like youthful steers unyok'd, they take th... |
| 31522 | East, west, north, south; or like a school... |
| 31523 | Each hurries toward his home and sporting-... |
| 31524 | WESTMORELAND. Good tidings, my Lord Hastings... |
| 31525 | I do arrest thee, traitor, of high treason; |
| 31526 | And you, Lord Archbishop, and you, Lord Mo... |
| 31527 | Of capital treason I attach you both. |
| 31528 | MOWBRAY. Is this proceeding just and honoura... |
| 31529 | WESTMORELAND. Is your assembly so? |
| 31530 | ARCHBISHOP. Will you thus break your faith? |
| 31531 | PRINCE JOHN. I pawn'd thee none: |
| 31532 | I promis'd you redress of these same griev... |
| 31533 | Whereof you did complain; which, by mine h... |
| 31534 | I will perform with a most Christian care. |
| 31535 | But for you, rebels- look to taste the due |
| 31536 | Meet for rebellion and such acts as yours. |
| 31537 | Most shallowly did you these arms commence, |
| 31538 | Fondly brought here, and foolishly sent he... |
| 31539 | Strike up our drums, pursue the scatt'red ... |
| 31540 | God, and not we, hath safely fought to-day. |
| 31541 | Some guard these traitors to the block of ... |
| 31542 | Treason's true bed and yielder-up of breat... |
| 31543 | SCENE III. |
| 31544 | Another part of the forest |
| 31545 | Alarum; excursions. Enter FALSTAFF and COLVILL... |
| 31546 | FALSTAFF. What's your name, sir? Of what con... |
| 31547 | what place, I pray? |
| 31548 | COLVILLE. I am a knight sir; and my name is ... |
| 31549 | FALSTAFF. Well then, Colville is your name, ... |
| 31550 | degree, and your place the Dale. Colville ... |
| 31551 | name, a traitor your degree, and the dunge... |
| 31552 | deep enough; so shall you be still Colvill... |
| 31553 | COLVILLE. Are not you Sir John Falstaff? |
| 31554 | FALSTAFF. As good a man as he, sir, whoe'er ... |
| 31555 | sir, or shall I sweat for you? If I do swe... |
| 31556 | of thy lovers, and they weep for thy death... |
| 31557 | fear and trembling, and do observance to m... |
| 31558 | COLVILLE. I think you are Sir John Falstaff,... |
| 31559 | yield me. |
| 31560 | FALSTAFF. I have a whole school of tongues i... |
| 31561 | and not a tongue of them all speaks any ot... |
| 31562 | An I had but a belly of any indifferency, ... |
| 31563 | active fellow in Europe. My womb, my womb,... |
| 31564 | Here comes our general. |
| 31565 | Enter PRINCE JOHN OF LANCASTER, WE... |
| 31566 | BLUNT, and others |
| 31567 | PRINCE JOHN. The heat is past; follow no fur... |
| 31568 | Call in the powers, good cousin Westmoreland. |
| 31569 | ... |
| 31570 | Now, Falstaff, where have you been all thi... |
| 31571 | When everything is ended, then you come. |
| 31572 | These tardy tricks of yours will, on my life, |
| 31573 | One time or other break some gallows' back. |
| 31574 | FALSTAFF. I would be sorry, my lord, but it ... |
| 31575 | knew yet but rebuke and check was the rewa... |
| 31576 | think me a swallow, an arrow, or a bullet?... |
| 31577 | old motion, the expedition of thought? I h... |
| 31578 | the very extremest inch of possibility; I ... |
| 31579 | score and odd posts; and here, travel tain... |
| 31580 | my pure and immaculate valour, taken Sir J... |
| 31581 | Dale,a most furious knight and valorous en... |
| 31582 | He saw me, and yielded; that I may justly ... |
| 31583 | fellow of Rome-I came, saw, and overcame. |
| 31584 | PRINCE JOHN. It was more of his courtesy tha... |
| 31585 | FALSTAFF. I know not. Here he is, and here I... |
| 31586 | beseech your Grace, let it be book'd with ... |
| 31587 | deeds; or, by the Lord, I will have it in ... |
| 31588 | else, with mine own picture on the top on'... |
| 31589 | foot; to the which course if I be enforc'd... |
| 31590 | show like gilt twopences to me, and I, in ... |
| 31591 | o'ershine you as much as the full moon dot... |
| 31592 | element, which show like pins' heads to he... |
| 31593 | of the noble. Therefore let me have right,... |
| 31594 | PRINCE JOHN. Thine's too heavy to mount. |
| 31595 | FALSTAFF. Let it shine, then. |
| 31596 | PRINCE JOHN. Thine's too thick to shine. |
| 31597 | FALSTAFF. Let it do something, my good lord,... |
| 31598 | and call it what you will. |
| 31599 | PRINCE JOHN. Is thy name Colville? |
| 31600 | COLVILLE. It is, my lord. |
| 31601 | PRINCE JOHN. A famous rebel art thou, Colville. |
| 31602 | FALSTAFF. And a famous true subject took him. |
| 31603 | COLVILLE. I am, my lord, but as my betters are |
| 31604 | That led me hither. Had they been rul'd by... |
| 31605 | You should have won them dearer than you h... |
| 31606 | FALSTAFF. I know not how they sold themselve... |
| 31607 | kind fellow, gavest thyself away gratis; a... |
| 31608 | thee. |
| 31609 | Re-enter WESTMORELAND |
| 31610 | PRINCE JOHN. Now, have you left pursuit? |
| 31611 | WESTMORELAND. Retreat is made, and execution... |
| 31612 | PRINCE JOHN. Send Colville, with his confede... |
| 31613 | To York, to present execution. |
| 31614 | Blunt, lead him hence; and see you guard h... |
| 31615 | Exeun... |
| 31616 | And now dispatch we toward the court, my l... |
| 31617 | I hear the King my father is sore sick. |
| 31618 | Our news shall go before us to his Majesty, |
| 31619 | Which, cousin, you shall bear to comfort him |
| 31620 | And we with sober speed will follow you. |
| 31621 | FALSTAFF. My lord, I beseech you, give me le... |
| 31622 | Gloucestershire; and, when you come to cou... |
| 31623 | pray, in your good report. |
| 31624 | PRINCE JOHN. Fare you well, Falstaff. I, in ... |
| 31625 | Shall better speak of you than you deserve. |
| 31626 | Exeun... |
| 31627 | FALSTAFF. I would you had but the wit; 'twer... |
| 31628 | dukedom. Good faith, this same young sober... |
| 31629 | love me; nor a man cannot make him laugh- ... |
| 31630 | he drinks no wine. There's never none of t... |
| 31631 | to any proof; for thin drink doth so over-... |
| 31632 | making many fish-meals, that they fall int... |
| 31633 | green-sickness; and then, when they marry,... |
| 31634 | are generally fools and cowards-which some... |
| 31635 | but for inflammation. A good sherris-sack ... |
| 31636 | operation in it. It ascends me into the br... |
| 31637 | the foolish and dull and crudy vapours whi... |
| 31638 | apprehensive, quick, forgetive, full of ni... |
| 31639 | delectable shapes; which delivered o'er to... |
| 31640 | which is the birth, becomes excellent wit.... |
| 31641 | your excellent sherris is the warming of t... |
| 31642 | cold and settled, left the liver white and... |
| 31643 | badge of pusillanimity and cowardice; but ... |
| 31644 | and makes it course from the inwards to th... |
| 31645 | illumineth the face, which, as a beacon, g... |
| 31646 | rest of this little kingdom, man, to arm; ... |
| 31647 | commoners and inland petty spirits muster ... |
| 31648 | captain, the heart, who, great and puff'd ... |
| 31649 | doth any deed of courage- and this valour ... |
| 31650 | that skill in the weapon is nothing withou... |
| 31651 | it a-work; and learning, a mere hoard of g... |
| 31652 | till sack commences it and sets it in act ... |
| 31653 | it that Prince Harry is valiant; for the c... |
| 31654 | naturally inherit of his father, he hath, ... |
| 31655 | bare land, manured, husbanded, and till'd,... |
| 31656 | endeavour of drinking good and good store ... |
| 31657 | that he is become very hot and valiant. If... |
| 31658 | the first humane principle I would teach t... |
| 31659 | forswear thin potations and to addict them... |
| 31660 | Enter BARDOLPH |
| 31661 | How now, Bardolph! |
| 31662 | BARDOLPH. The army is discharged all and gone. |
| 31663 | FALSTAFF. Let them go. I'll through Gloucest... |
| 31664 | I visit Master Robert Shallow, Esquire. I ... |
| 31665 | temp'ring between my finger and my thumb, ... |
| 31666 | with him. Come away. ... |
| 31667 | SCENE IV. |
| 31668 | Westminster. The Jerusalem Chamber |
| 31669 | Enter the KING, PRINCE THOMAS OF CLARENCE, PRI... |
| 31670 | WARWICK, and others |
| 31671 | KING. Now, lords, if God doth give successfu... |
| 31672 | To this debate that bleedeth at our doors, |
| 31673 | We will our youth lead on to higher fields, |
| 31674 | And draw no swords but what are sanctified. |
| 31675 | Our navy is address'd, our power connected, |
| 31676 | Our substitutes in absence well invested, |
| 31677 | And everything lies level to our wish. |
| 31678 | Only we want a little personal strength; |
| 31679 | And pause us till these rebels, now afoot, |
| 31680 | Come underneath the yoke of government. |
| 31681 | WARWICK. Both which we doubt not but your Ma... |
| 31682 | Shall soon enjoy. |
| 31683 | KING. Humphrey, my son of Gloucester, |
| 31684 | Where is the Prince your brother? |
| 31685 | PRINCE HUMPHREY. I think he's gone to hunt, ... |
| 31686 | KING. And how accompanied? |
| 31687 | PRINCE HUMPHREY. I do not know, my lord. |
| 31688 | KING. Is not his brother, Thomas of Clarence... |
| 31689 | PRINCE HUMPHREY. No, my good lord, he is in ... |
| 31690 | CLARENCE. What would my lord and father? |
| 31691 | KING. Nothing but well to thee, Thomas of Cl... |
| 31692 | How chance thou art not with the Prince th... |
| 31693 | He loves thee, and thou dost neglect him, ... |
| 31694 | Thou hast a better place in his affection |
| 31695 | Than all thy brothers; cherish it, my boy, |
| 31696 | And noble offices thou mayst effect |
| 31697 | Of mediation, after I am dead, |
| 31698 | Between his greatness and thy other brethren. |
| 31699 | Therefore omit him not; blunt not his love, |
| 31700 | Nor lose the good advantage of his grace |
| 31701 | By seeming cold or careless of his will; |
| 31702 | For he is gracious if he be observ'd. |
| 31703 | He hath a tear for pity and a hand |
| 31704 | Open as day for melting charity; |
| 31705 | Yet notwithstanding, being incens'd, he is... |
| 31706 | As humorous as winter, and as sudden |
| 31707 | As flaws congealed in the spring of day. |
| 31708 | His temper, therefore, must be well observ'd. |
| 31709 | Chide him for faults, and do it reverently, |
| 31710 | When you perceive his blood inclin'd to mi... |
| 31711 | But, being moody, give him line and scope |
| 31712 | Till that his passions, like a whale on gr... |
| 31713 | Confound themselves with working. Learn th... |
| 31714 | And thou shalt prove a shelter to thy frie... |
| 31715 | A hoop of gold to bind thy brothers in, |
| 31716 | That the united vessel of their blood, |
| 31717 | Mingled with venom of suggestion- |
| 31718 | As, force perforce, the age will pour it in- |
| 31719 | Shall never leak, though it do work as strong |
| 31720 | As aconitum or rash gunpowder. |
| 31721 | CLARENCE. I shall observe him with all care ... |
| 31722 | KING. Why art thou not at Windsor with him, ... |
| 31723 | CLARENCE. He is not there to-day; he dines i... |
| 31724 | KING. And how accompanied? Canst thou tell t... |
| 31725 | CLARENCE. With Poins, and other his continua... |
| 31726 | KING. Most subject is the fattest soil to we... |
| 31727 | And he, the noble image of my youth, |
| 31728 | Is overspread with them; therefore my grief |
| 31729 | Stretches itself beyond the hour of death. |
| 31730 | The blood weeps from my heart when I do sh... |
| 31731 | In forms imaginary, th'unguided days |
| 31732 | And rotten times that you shall look upon |
| 31733 | When I am sleeping with my ancestors. |
| 31734 | For when his headstrong riot hath no curb, |
| 31735 | When rage and hot blood are his counsellors |
| 31736 | When means and lavish manners meet together, |
| 31737 | O, with what wings shall his affections fly |
| 31738 | Towards fronting peril and oppos'd decay! |
| 31739 | WARWICK. My gracious lord, you look beyond h... |
| 31740 | The Prince but studies his companions |
| 31741 | Like a strange tongue, wherein, to gain th... |
| 31742 | 'Tis needful that the most immodest word |
| 31743 | Be look'd upon and learnt; which once atta... |
| 31744 | Your Highness knows, comes to no further use |
| 31745 | But to be known and hated. So, like gross ... |
| 31746 | The Prince will, in the perfectness of tim... |
| 31747 | Cast off his followers; and their memory |
| 31748 | Shall as a pattern or a measure live |
| 31749 | By which his Grace must mete the lives of ... |
| 31750 | Turning past evils to advantages. |
| 31751 | KING. 'Tis seldom when the bee doth leave he... |
| 31752 | In the dead carrion. |
| 31753 | Enter WESTMORELAND |
| 31754 | Who's here? Westmoreland? |
| 31755 | WESTMORELAND. Health to my sovereign, and ne... |
| 31756 | Added to that that am to deliver! |
| 31757 | Prince John, your son, doth kiss your Grac... |
| 31758 | Mowbray, the Bishop Scroop, Hastings, and ... |
| 31759 | Are brought to the correction of your law. |
| 31760 | There is not now a rebel's sword unsheath'd, |
| 31761 | But Peace puts forth her olive everywhere. |
| 31762 | The manner how this action hath been borne |
| 31763 | Here at more leisure may your Highness read, |
| 31764 | With every course in his particular. |
| 31765 | KING. O Westmoreland, thou art a summer bird, |
| 31766 | Which ever in the haunch of winter sings |
| 31767 | The lifting up of day. |
| 31768 | Enter HARCOURT |
| 31769 | Look here's more news. |
| 31770 | HARCOURT. From enemies heaven keep your Maje... |
| 31771 | And, when they stand against you, may they... |
| 31772 | As those that I am come to tell you of! |
| 31773 | The Earl Northumberland and the Lord Bardo... |
| 31774 | With a great power of English and of Scots, |
| 31775 | Are by the shrieve of Yorkshire overthrown. |
| 31776 | The manner and true order of the fight |
| 31777 | This packet, please it you, contains at la... |
| 31778 | KING. And wherefore should these good news m... |
| 31779 | Will Fortune never come with both hands full, |
| 31780 | But write her fair words still in foulest ... |
| 31781 | She either gives a stomach and no food- |
| 31782 | Such are the poor, in health- or else a fe... |
| 31783 | And takes away the stomach- such are the rich |
| 31784 | That have abundance and enjoy it not. |
| 31785 | I should rejoice now at this happy news; |
| 31786 | And now my sight fails, and my brain is gi... |
| 31787 | O me! come near me now I am much ill. |
| 31788 | PRINCE HUMPHREY. Comfort, your Majesty! |
| 31789 | CLARENCE. O my royal father! |
| 31790 | WESTMORELAND. My sovereign lord, cheer up yo... |
| 31791 | WARWICK. Be patient, Princes; you do know th... |
| 31792 | Are with his Highness very ordinary. |
| 31793 | Stand from him, give him air; he'll straig... |
| 31794 | CLARENCE. No, no; he cannot long hold out th... |
| 31795 | Th' incessant care and labour of his mind |
| 31796 | Hath wrought the mure that should confine ... |
| 31797 | So thin that life looks through, and will ... |
| 31798 | PRINCE HUMPHREY. The people fear me; for the... |
| 31799 | Unfather'd heirs and loathly births of nat... |
| 31800 | The seasons change their manners, as the year |
| 31801 | Had found some months asleep, and leapt th... |
| 31802 | CLARENCE. The river hath thrice flow'd, no e... |
| 31803 | And the old folk, Time's doting chronicles, |
| 31804 | Say it did so a little time before |
| 31805 | That our great grandsire, Edward, sick'd a... |
| 31806 | WARWICK. Speak lower, Princes, for the King ... |
| 31807 | PRINCE HUMPHREY. This apoplexy will certain ... |
| 31808 | KING. I pray you take me up, and bear me hence |
| 31809 | Into some other chamber. Softly, pray. ... |
| 31810 | SCENE V. |
| 31811 | Westminster. Another chamber |
| 31812 | The KING lying on a bed; CLARENCE, GLOUCESTER,... |
| 31813 | and others in attendance |
| 31814 | KING. Let there be no noise made, my gentle ... |
| 31815 | Unless some dull and favourable hand |
| 31816 | Will whisper music to my weary spirit. |
| 31817 | WARWICK. Call for the music in the other room. |
| 31818 | KING. Set me the crown upon my pillow here. |
| 31819 | CLARENCE. His eye is hollow, and he changes ... |
| 31820 | WARWICK. Less noise! less noise! |
| 31821 | Enter PRINCE HENRY |
| 31822 | PRINCE. Who saw the Duke of Clarence? |
| 31823 | CLARENCE. I am here, brother, full of heavin... |
| 31824 | PRINCE. How now! Rain within doors, and none... |
| 31825 | How doth the King? |
| 31826 | PRINCE HUMPHREY. Exceeding ill. |
| 31827 | PRINCE. Heard he the good news yet? Tell it ... |
| 31828 | PRINCE HUMPHREY. He alt'red much upon the he... |
| 31829 | PRINCE. If he be sick with joy, he'll recove... |
| 31830 | WARWICK. Not so much noise, my lords. Sweet ... |
| 31831 | The King your father is dispos'd to sleep. |
| 31832 | CLARENCE. Let us withdraw into the other room. |
| 31833 | WARWICK. Will't please your Grace to go alon... |
| 31834 | PRINCE. No; I will sit and watch here by the... |
| 31835 | Exeunt ... |
| 31836 | Why doth the crown lie there upon his pillow, |
| 31837 | Being so troublesome a bedfellow? |
| 31838 | O polish'd perturbation! golden care! |
| 31839 | That keep'st the ports of slumber open wide |
| 31840 | To many a watchful night! Sleep with it now! |
| 31841 | Yet not so sound and half so deeply sweet |
| 31842 | As he whose brow with homely biggen bound |
| 31843 | Snores out the watch of night. O majesty! |
| 31844 | When thou dost pinch thy bearer, thou dost... |
| 31845 | Like a rich armour worn in heat of day |
| 31846 | That scald'st with safety. By his gates of... |
| 31847 | There lies a downy feather which stirs not. |
| 31848 | Did he suspire, that light and weightless ... |
| 31849 | Perforce must move. My gracious lord! my f... |
| 31850 | This sleep is sound indeed; this is a sleep |
| 31851 | That from this golden rigol hath divorc'd |
| 31852 | So many English kings. Thy due from me |
| 31853 | Is tears and heavy sorrows of the blood |
| 31854 | Which nature, love, and filial tenderness, |
| 31855 | Shall, O dear father, pay thee plenteously. |
| 31856 | My due from thee is this imperial crown, |
| 31857 | Which, as immediate from thy place and blood, |
| 31858 | Derives itself to me. [Putting on the cro... |
| 31859 | Which God shall guard; and put the world's... |
| 31860 | Into one giant arm, it shall not force |
| 31861 | This lineal honour from me. This from thee |
| 31862 | Will I to mine leave as 'tis left to me. ... |
| 31863 | KING. Warwick! Gloucester! Clarence! |
| 31864 | Re-enter WARWICK, GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE |
| 31865 | CLARENCE. Doth the King call? |
| 31866 | WARWICK. What would your Majesty? How fares ... |
| 31867 | KING. Why did you leave me here alone, my lo... |
| 31868 | CLARENCE. We left the Prince my brother here... |
| 31869 | Who undertook to sit and watch by you. |
| 31870 | KING. The Prince of Wales! Where is he? Let ... |
| 31871 | He is not here. |
| 31872 | WARWICK. This door is open; he is gone this ... |
| 31873 | PRINCE HUMPHREY. He came not through the cha... |
| 31874 | KING. Where is the crown? Who took it from m... |
| 31875 | WARWICK. When we withdrew, my liege, we left... |
| 31876 | KING. The Prince hath ta'en it hence. Go, se... |
| 31877 | Is he so hasty that he doth suppose |
| 31878 | My sleep my death? |
| 31879 | Find him, my lord of Warwick; chide him hi... |
| 31880 | ... |
| 31881 | This part of his conjoins with my disease |
| 31882 | And helps to end me. See, sons, what thing... |
| 31883 | How quickly nature falls into revolt |
| 31884 | When gold becomes her object! |
| 31885 | For this the foolish over-careful fathers |
| 31886 | Have broke their sleep with thoughts, |
| 31887 | Their brains with care, their bones with i... |
| 31888 | For this they have engrossed and pil'd up |
| 31889 | The cank'red heaps of strange-achieved gold; |
| 31890 | For this they have been thoughtful to invest |
| 31891 | Their sons with arts and martial exercises; |
| 31892 | When, like the bee, tolling from every flower |
| 31893 | The virtuous sweets, |
| 31894 | Our thighs with wax, our mouths with honey... |
| 31895 | We bring it to the hive, and, like the bees, |
| 31896 | Are murd'red for our pains. This bitter taste |
| 31897 | Yields his engrossments to the ending father. |
| 31898 | Re-enter WARWICK |
| 31899 | Now where is he that will not stay so long |
| 31900 | Till his friend sickness hath determin'd me? |
| 31901 | WARWICK. My lord, I found the Prince in the ... |
| 31902 | Washing with kindly tears his gentle cheeks, |
| 31903 | With such a deep demeanour in great sorrow, |
| 31904 | That tyranny, which never quaff'd but blood, |
| 31905 | Would, by beholding him, have wash'd his k... |
| 31906 | With gentle eye-drops. He is coming hither. |
| 31907 | KING. But wherefore did he take away the crown? |
| 31908 | Re-enter PRINCE HENRY |
| 31909 | Lo where he comes. Come hither to me, Harry. |
| 31910 | Depart the chamber, leave us here alone. |
| 31911 | Exeunt all but the K... |
| 31912 | PRINCE. I never thought to hear you speak ag... |
| 31913 | KING. Thy wish was father, Harry, to that th... |
| 31914 | I stay too long by thee, I weary thee. |
| 31915 | Dost thou so hunger for mine empty chair |
| 31916 | That thou wilt needs invest thee with my h... |
| 31917 | Before thy hour be ripe? O foolish youth! |
| 31918 | Thou seek'st the greatness that will overw... |
| 31919 | Stay but a little, for my cloud of dignity |
| 31920 | Is held from falling with so weak a wind |
| 31921 | That it will quickly drop; my day is dim. |
| 31922 | Thou hast stol'n that which, after some fe... |
| 31923 | Were thine without offense; and at my death |
| 31924 | Thou hast seal'd up my expectation. |
| 31925 | Thy life did manifest thou lov'dst me not, |
| 31926 | And thou wilt have me die assur'd of it. |
| 31927 | Thou hid'st a thousand daggers in thy thou... |
| 31928 | Which thou hast whetted on thy stony heart, |
| 31929 | To stab at half an hour of my life. |
| 31930 | What, canst thou not forbear me half an hour? |
| 31931 | Then get thee gone, and dig my grave thyself; |
| 31932 | And bid the merry bells ring to thine ear |
| 31933 | That thou art crowned, not that I am dead. |
| 31934 | Let all the tears that should bedew my hearse |
| 31935 | Be drops of balm to sanctify thy head; |
| 31936 | Only compound me with forgotten dust; |
| 31937 | Give that which gave thee life unto the wo... |
| 31938 | Pluck down my officers, break my decrees; |
| 31939 | For now a time is come to mock at form- |
| 31940 | Harry the Fifth is crown'd. Up, vanity: |
| 31941 | Down, royal state. All you sage counsellor... |
| 31942 | And to the English court assemble now, |
| 31943 | From every region, apes of idleness. |
| 31944 | Now, neighbour confines, purge you of your... |
| 31945 | Have you a ruffian that will swear, drink,... |
| 31946 | Revel the night, rob, murder, and commit |
| 31947 | The oldest sins the newest kind of ways? |
| 31948 | Be happy, he will trouble you no more. |
| 31949 | England shall double gild his treble guilt; |
| 31950 | England shall give him office, honour, might; |
| 31951 | For the fifth Harry from curb'd license pl... |
| 31952 | The muzzle of restraint, and the wild dog |
| 31953 | Shall flesh his tooth on every innocent. |
| 31954 | O my poor kingdom, sick with civil blows! |
| 31955 | When that my care could not withhold thy r... |
| 31956 | What wilt thou do when riot is thy care? |
| 31957 | O, thou wilt be a wilderness again. |
| 31958 | Peopled with wolves, thy old inhabitants! |
| 31959 | PRINCE. O, pardon me, my liege! But for my t... |
| 31960 | The moist impediments unto my speech, |
| 31961 | I had forestall'd this dear and deep rebuke |
| 31962 | Ere you with grief had spoke and I had heard |
| 31963 | The course of it so far. There is your crown, |
| 31964 | And he that wears the crown immortally |
| 31965 | Long guard it yours! [Kneeling] If I aff... |
| 31966 | Than as your honour and as your renown, |
| 31967 | Let me no more from this obedience rise, |
| 31968 | Which my most inward true and duteous spirit |
| 31969 | Teacheth this prostrate and exterior bending! |
| 31970 | God witness with me, when I here came in |
| 31971 | And found no course of breath within your ... |
| 31972 | How cold it struck my heart! If I do feign, |
| 31973 | O, let me in my present wildness die, |
| 31974 | And never live to show th' incredulous world |
| 31975 | The noble change that I have purposed! |
| 31976 | Coming to look on you, thinking you dead- |
| 31977 | And dead almost, my liege, to think you were- |
| 31978 | I spake unto this crown as having sense, |
| 31979 | And thus upbraided it: 'The care on thee d... |
| 31980 | Hath fed upon the body of my father; |
| 31981 | Therefore thou best of gold art worst of g... |
| 31982 | Other, less fine in carat, is more precious, |
| 31983 | Preserving life in med'cine potable; |
| 31984 | But thou, most fine, most honour'd, most r... |
| 31985 | Hast eat thy bearer up.' Thus, my most roy... |
| 31986 | Accusing it, I put it on my head, |
| 31987 | To try with it- as with an enemy |
| 31988 | That had before my face murd'red my father- |
| 31989 | The quarrel of a true inheritor. |
| 31990 | But if it did infect my blood with joy, |
| 31991 | Or swell my thoughts to any strain of pride; |
| 31992 | If any rebel or vain spirit of mine |
| 31993 | Did with the least affection of a welcome |
| 31994 | Give entertainment to the might of it, |
| 31995 | Let God for ever keep it from my head, |
| 31996 | And make me as the poorest vassal is, |
| 31997 | That doth with awe and terror kneel to it! |
| 31998 | KING. O my son, |
| 31999 | God put it in thy mind to take it hence, |
| 32000 | That thou mightst win the more thy father'... |
| 32001 | Pleading so wisely in excuse of it! |
| 32002 | Come hither, Harry; sit thou by my bed, |
| 32003 | And hear, I think, the very latest counsel |
| 32004 | That ever I shall breathe. God knows, my son, |
| 32005 | By what by-paths and indirect crook'd ways |
| 32006 | I met this crown; and I myself know well |
| 32007 | How troublesome it sat upon my head: |
| 32008 | To thee it shall descend with better quiet, |
| 32009 | Better opinion, better confirmation; |
| 32010 | For all the soil of the achievement goes |
| 32011 | With me into the earth. It seem'd in me |
| 32012 | But as an honour snatch'd with boist'rous ... |
| 32013 | And I had many living to upbraid |
| 32014 | My gain of it by their assistances; |
| 32015 | Which daily grew to quarrel and to bloodshed, |
| 32016 | Wounding supposed peace. All these bold fears |
| 32017 | Thou seest with peril I have answered; |
| 32018 | For all my reign hath been but as a scene |
| 32019 | Acting that argument. And now my death |
| 32020 | Changes the mood; for what in me was purch... |
| 32021 | Falls upon thee in a more fairer sort; |
| 32022 | So thou the garland wear'st successively. |
| 32023 | Yet, though thou stand'st more sure than I... |
| 32024 | Thou art not firm enough, since griefs are... |
| 32025 | And all my friends, which thou must make t... |
| 32026 | Have but their stings and teeth newly ta'e... |
| 32027 | By whose fell working I was first advanc'd, |
| 32028 | And by whose power I well might lodge a fear |
| 32029 | To be again displac'd; which to avoid, |
| 32030 | I cut them off; and had a purpose now |
| 32031 | To lead out many to the Holy Land, |
| 32032 | Lest rest and lying still might make them ... |
| 32033 | Too near unto my state. Therefore, my Harry, |
| 32034 | Be it thy course to busy giddy minds |
| 32035 | With foreign quarrels, that action, hence ... |
| 32036 | May waste the memory of the former days. |
| 32037 | More would I, but my lungs are wasted so |
| 32038 | That strength of speech is utterly denied me. |
| 32039 | How I came by the crown, O God, forgive; |
| 32040 | And grant it may with thee in true peace l... |
| 32041 | PRINCE. My gracious liege, |
| 32042 | You won it, wore it, kept it, gave it me; |
| 32043 | Then plain and right must my possession be; |
| 32044 | Which I with more than with a common pain |
| 32045 | 'Gainst all the world will rightfully main... |
| 32046 | Enter PRINCE JOHN OF LANCASTER, WARWICK... |
| 32047 | KING. Look, look, here comes my John of Lanc... |
| 32048 | PRINCE JOHN. Health, peace, and happiness, t... |
| 32049 | KING. Thou bring'st me happiness and peace, ... |
| 32050 | But health, alack, with youthful wings is ... |
| 32051 | From this bare wither'd trunk. Upon thy sight |
| 32052 | My worldly business makes a period. |
| 32053 | Where is my Lord of Warwick? |
| 32054 | PRINCE. My Lord of Warwick! |
| 32055 | KING. Doth any name particular belong |
| 32056 | Unto the lodging where I first did swoon? |
| 32057 | WARWICK. 'Tis call'd Jerusalem, my noble lord. |
| 32058 | KING. Laud be to God! Even there my life mus... |
| 32059 | It hath been prophesied to me many years, |
| 32060 | I should not die but in Jerusalem; |
| 32061 | Which vainly I suppos'd the Holy Land. |
| 32062 | But bear me to that chamber; there I'll lie; |
| 32063 | In that Jerusalem shall Harry die. ... |
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| 32072 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 32073 | Gloucestershire. SHALLOW'S house |
| 32074 | Enter SHALLOW, FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, and PAGE |
| 32075 | SHALLOW. By cock and pie, sir, you shall not... |
| 32076 | What, Davy, I say! |
| 32077 | FALSTAFF. You must excuse me, Master Robert ... |
| 32078 | SHALLOW. I will not excuse you; you shall no... |
| 32079 | shall not be admitted; there is no excuse ... |
| 32080 | not be excus'd. Why, Davy! |
| 32081 | Enter DAVY |
| 32082 | DAVY. Here, sir. |
| 32083 | SHALLOW. Davy, Davy, Davy, Davy; let me see,... |
| 32084 | Davy; let me see- yea, marry, William cook... |
| 32085 | Sir John, you shall not be excus'd. |
| 32086 | DAVY. Marry, sir, thus: those precepts canno... |
| 32087 | again, sir- shall we sow the headland with... |
| 32088 | SHALLOW. With red wheat, Davy. But for Willi... |
| 32089 | young pigeons? |
| 32090 | DAVY. Yes, sir. Here is now the smith's note... |
| 32091 | plough-irons. |
| 32092 | SHALLOW. Let it be cast, and paid. Sir John,... |
| 32093 | excused. |
| 32094 | DAVY. Now, sir, a new link to the bucket mus... |
| 32095 | sir, do you mean to stop any of William's ... |
| 32096 | lost the other day at Hinckley fair? |
| 32097 | SHALLOW. 'A shall answer it. Some pigeons, D... |
| 32098 | short-legg'd hens, a joint of mutton, and ... |
| 32099 | kickshaws, tell William cook. |
| 32100 | DAVY. Doth the man of war stay all night, sir? |
| 32101 | SHALLOW. Yea, Davy; I will use him well. A f... |
| 32102 | better than a penny in purse. Use his men ... |
| 32103 | are arrant knaves and will backbite. |
| 32104 | DAVY. No worse than they are backbitten, sir... |
| 32105 | marvellous foul linen. |
| 32106 | SHALLOW. Well conceited, Davy- about thy bus... |
| 32107 | DAVY. I beseech you, sir, to countenance Wil... |
| 32108 | against Clement Perkes o' th' hill. |
| 32109 | SHALLOW. There, is many complaints, Davy, ag... |
| 32110 | Visor is an arrant knave, on my knowledge. |
| 32111 | DAVY. I grant your worship that he is a knav... |
| 32112 | forbid, sir, but a knave should have some ... |
| 32113 | friend's request. An honest man, sir, is a... |
| 32114 | himself, when a knave is not. I have serv'... |
| 32115 | sir, this eight years; an I cannot once or... |
| 32116 | bear out a knave against an honest man, I ... |
| 32117 | credit with your worship. The knave is min... |
| 32118 | therefore, I beseech you, let him be count... |
| 32119 | SHALLOW. Go to; I say he shall have no wrong... |
| 32120 | DAVY. [Exit DAVY] Where are you, Sir John?... |
| 32121 | with your boots. Give me your hand, Master... |
| 32122 | BARDOLPH. I am glad to see your worship. |
| 32123 | SHALLOW. I thank thee with all my heart, kin... |
| 32124 | [To the PAGE] And welcome, my tall fellow... |
| 32125 | FALSTAFF. I'll follow you, good Master Rober... |
| 32126 | [Exit SHALLOW] Bardolph, look to our hors... |
| 32127 | and PAGE] If I were sawed into quantities... |
| 32128 | dozen of such bearded hermits' staves as M... |
| 32129 | wonderful thing to see the semblable coher... |
| 32130 | spirits and his. They, by observing of him... |
| 32131 | like foolish justices: he, by conversing w... |
| 32132 | into a justice-like serving-man. Their spi... |
| 32133 | conjunction with the participation of soci... |
| 32134 | together in consent, like so many wild gee... |
| 32135 | Master Shallow, I would humour his men wit... |
| 32136 | being near their master; if to his men, I ... |
| 32137 | Shallow that no man could better command h... |
| 32138 | certain that either wise bearing or ignora... |
| 32139 | as men take diseases, one of another; ther... |
| 32140 | of their company. I will devise matter eno... |
| 32141 | to keep Prince Harry in continual laughter... |
| 32142 | fashions, which is four terms, or two acti... |
| 32143 | without intervallums. O, it is much that a... |
| 32144 | oath, and a jest with a sad brow will do w... |
| 32145 | had the ache in his shoulders! O, you shal... |
| 32146 | his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up! |
| 32147 | SHALLOW. [Within] Sir John! |
| 32148 | FALSTAFF. I come, Master Shallow; I come, Ma... |
| 32149 | Exit |
| 32150 | SCENE II. |
| 32151 | Westminster. The palace |
| 32152 | Enter, severally, WARWICK, and the LORD CHIEF ... |
| 32153 | WARWICK. How now, my Lord Chief Justice; whi... |
| 32154 | CHIEF JUSTICE. How doth the King? |
| 32155 | WARWICK. Exceeding well; his cares are now a... |
| 32156 | CHIEF JUSTICE. I hope, not dead. |
| 32157 | WARWICK. He's walk'd the way of nature; |
| 32158 | And to our purposes he lives no more. |
| 32159 | CHIEF JUSTICE. I would his Majesty had call'... |
| 32160 | The service that I truly did his life |
| 32161 | Hath left me open to all injuries. |
| 32162 | WARWICK. Indeed, I think the young king love... |
| 32163 | CHIEF JUSTICE. I know he doth not, and do ar... |
| 32164 | To welcome the condition of the time, |
| 32165 | Which cannot look more hideously upon me |
| 32166 | Than I have drawn it in my fantasy. |
| 32167 | Enter LANCASTER, CLARENCE, GLOUC... |
| 32168 | WESTMORELAND, and others |
| 32169 | WARWICK. Here comes the heavy issue of dead ... |
| 32170 | O that the living Harry had the temper |
| 32171 | Of he, the worst of these three gentlemen! |
| 32172 | How many nobles then should hold their places |
| 32173 | That must strike sail to spirits of vile s... |
| 32174 | CHIEF JUSTICE. O God, I fear all will be ove... |
| 32175 | PRINCE JOHN. Good morrow, cousin Warwick, go... |
| 32176 | GLOUCESTER & CLARENCE. Good morrow, cousin. |
| 32177 | PRINCE JOHN. We meet like men that had forgo... |
| 32178 | WARWICK. We do remember; but our argument |
| 32179 | Is all too heavy to admit much talk. |
| 32180 | PRINCE JOHN. Well, peace be with him that ha... |
| 32181 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Peace be with us, lest we be ... |
| 32182 | PRINCE HUMPHREY. O, good my lord, you have l... |
| 32183 | And I dare swear you borrow not that face |
| 32184 | Of seeming sorrow- it is sure your own. |
| 32185 | PRINCE JOHN. Though no man be assur'd what g... |
| 32186 | You stand in coldest expectation. |
| 32187 | I am the sorrier; would 'twere otherwise. |
| 32188 | CLARENCE. Well, you must now speak Sir John ... |
| 32189 | Which swims against your stream of quality. |
| 32190 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Sweet Princes, what I did, I ... |
| 32191 | Led by th' impartial conduct of my soul; |
| 32192 | And never shall you see that I will beg |
| 32193 | A ragged and forestall'd remission. |
| 32194 | If truth and upright innocency fail me, |
| 32195 | I'll to the King my master that is dead, |
| 32196 | And tell him who hath sent me after him. |
| 32197 | WARWICK. Here comes the Prince. |
| 32198 | Enter KING HENRY THE FIFTH, attended |
| 32199 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Good morrow, and God save you... |
| 32200 | KING. This new and gorgeous garment, majesty, |
| 32201 | Sits not so easy on me as you think. |
| 32202 | Brothers, you mix your sadness with some f... |
| 32203 | This is the English, not the Turkish court; |
| 32204 | Not Amurath an Amurath succeeds, |
| 32205 | But Harry Harry. Yet be sad, good brothers, |
| 32206 | For, by my faith, it very well becomes you. |
| 32207 | Sorrow so royally in you appears |
| 32208 | That I will deeply put the fashion on, |
| 32209 | And wear it in my heart. Why, then, be sad; |
| 32210 | But entertain no more of it, good brothers, |
| 32211 | Than a joint burden laid upon us all. |
| 32212 | For me, by heaven, I bid you be assur'd, |
| 32213 | I'll be your father and your brother too; |
| 32214 | Let me but bear your love, I'll bear your ... |
| 32215 | Yet weep that Harry's dead, and so will I; |
| 32216 | But Harry lives that shall convert those t... |
| 32217 | By number into hours of happiness. |
| 32218 | BROTHERS. We hope no otherwise from your Maj... |
| 32219 | KING. You all look strangely on me; and you ... |
| 32220 | You are, I think, assur'd I love you not. |
| 32221 | CHIEF JUSTICE. I am assur'd, if I be measur'... |
| 32222 | Your Majesty hath no just cause to hate me. |
| 32223 | KING. No? |
| 32224 | How might a prince of my great hopes forget |
| 32225 | So great indignities you laid upon me? |
| 32226 | What, rate, rebuke, and roughly send to pr... |
| 32227 | Th' immediate heir of England! Was this easy? |
| 32228 | May this be wash'd in Lethe and forgotten? |
| 32229 | CHIEF JUSTICE. I then did use the person of ... |
| 32230 | The image of his power lay then in me; |
| 32231 | And in th' administration of his law, |
| 32232 | Whiles I was busy for the commonwealth, |
| 32233 | Your Highness pleased to forget my place, |
| 32234 | The majesty and power of law and justice, |
| 32235 | The image of the King whom I presented, |
| 32236 | And struck me in my very seat of judgment; |
| 32237 | Whereon, as an offender to your father, |
| 32238 | I gave bold way to my authority |
| 32239 | And did commit you. If the deed were ill, |
| 32240 | Be you contented, wearing now the garland, |
| 32241 | To have a son set your decrees at nought, |
| 32242 | To pluck down justice from your awful bench, |
| 32243 | To trip the course of law, and blunt the s... |
| 32244 | That guards the peace and safety of your p... |
| 32245 | Nay, more, to spurn at your most royal image, |
| 32246 | And mock your workings in a second body. |
| 32247 | Question your royal thoughts, make the cas... |
| 32248 | Be now the father, and propose a son; |
| 32249 | Hear your own dignity so much profan'd, |
| 32250 | See your most dreadful laws so loosely sli... |
| 32251 | Behold yourself so by a son disdain'd; |
| 32252 | And then imagine me taking your part |
| 32253 | And, in your power, soft silencing your son. |
| 32254 | After this cold considerance, sentence me; |
| 32255 | And, as you are a king, speak in your state |
| 32256 | What I have done that misbecame my place, |
| 32257 | My person, or my liege's sovereignty. |
| 32258 | KING. You are right, Justice, and you weigh ... |
| 32259 | Therefore still bear the balance and the s... |
| 32260 | And I do wish your honours may increase |
| 32261 | Till you do live to see a son of mine |
| 32262 | Offend you, and obey you, as I did. |
| 32263 | So shall I live to speak my father's words: |
| 32264 | 'Happy am I that have a man so bold |
| 32265 | That dares do justice on my proper son; |
| 32266 | And not less happy, having such a son |
| 32267 | That would deliver up his greatness so |
| 32268 | Into the hands of justice.' You did commit... |
| 32269 | For which I do commit into your hand |
| 32270 | Th' unstained sword that you have us'd to ... |
| 32271 | With this remembrance- that you use the same |
| 32272 | With the like bold, just, and impartial sp... |
| 32273 | As you have done 'gainst me. There is my h... |
| 32274 | You shall be as a father to my youth; |
| 32275 | My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine... |
| 32276 | And I will stoop and humble my intents |
| 32277 | To your well-practis'd wise directions. |
| 32278 | And, Princes all, believe me, I beseech you, |
| 32279 | My father is gone wild into his grave, |
| 32280 | For in his tomb lie my affections; |
| 32281 | And with his spirits sadly I survive, |
| 32282 | To mock the expectation of the world, |
| 32283 | To frustrate prophecies, and to raze out |
| 32284 | Rotten opinion, who hath writ me down |
| 32285 | After my seeming. The tide of blood in me |
| 32286 | Hath proudly flow'd in vanity till now. |
| 32287 | Now doth it turn and ebb back to the sea, |
| 32288 | Where it shall mingle with the state of fl... |
| 32289 | And flow henceforth in formal majesty. |
| 32290 | Now call we our high court of parliament; |
| 32291 | And let us choose such limbs of noble coun... |
| 32292 | That the great body of our state may go |
| 32293 | In equal rank with the best govern'd nation; |
| 32294 | That war, or peace, or both at once, may be |
| 32295 | As things acquainted and familiar to us; |
| 32296 | In which you, father, shall have foremost ... |
| 32297 | Our coronation done, we will accite, |
| 32298 | As I before rememb'red, all our state; |
| 32299 | And- God consigning to my good intents- |
| 32300 | No prince nor peer shall have just cause t... |
| 32301 | God shorten Harry's happy life one day. ... |
| 32302 | SCENE III. |
| 32303 | Gloucestershire. SHALLOW'S orchard |
| 32304 | Enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, SILENCE, BARDOLPH, th... |
| 32305 | SHALLOW. Nay, you shall see my orchard, wher... |
| 32306 | will eat a last year's pippin of mine own ... |
| 32307 | of caraways, and so forth. Come, cousin Si... |
| 32308 | FALSTAFF. Fore God, you have here a goodly d... |
| 32309 | SHALLOW. Barren, barren, barren; beggars all... |
| 32310 | -marry, good air. Spread, Davy, spread, Da... |
| 32311 | FALSTAFF. This Davy serves you for good uses... |
| 32312 | serving-man and your husband. |
| 32313 | SHALLOW. A good varlet, a good varlet, a ver... |
| 32314 | John. By the mass, I have drunk too much s... |
| 32315 | varlet. Now sit down, now sit down; come, ... |
| 32316 | SILENCE. Ah, sirrah! quoth-a- we shall ... |
| 32317 | Do nothing but eat and make good... |
| 32318 | And praise God for the merry year; |
| 32319 | When flesh is cheap and females ... |
| 32320 | And lusty lads roam here and there, |
| 32321 | So merrily, |
| 32322 | And ever among so merrily. |
| 32323 | FALSTAFF. There's a merry heart! Good Master... |
| 32324 | a health for that anon. |
| 32325 | SHALLOW. Give Master Bardolph some wine, Davy. |
| 32326 | DAVY. Sweet sir, sit; I'll be with you anon;... |
| 32327 | Master Page, good Master Page, sit. Profac... |
| 32328 | meat, we'll have in drink. But you must be... |
| 32329 | Exit |
| 32330 | SHALLOW. Be merry, Master Bardolph; and, my ... |
| 32331 | be merry. |
| 32332 | SILENCE. [Singing] |
| 32333 | Be merry, be merry, my wife has all; |
| 32334 | For women are shrews, both short and ... |
| 32335 | 'Tis merry in hall when beards wag an; |
| 32336 | And welcome merry Shrove-tide. |
| 32337 | Be merry, be merry. |
| 32338 | FALSTAFF. I did not think Master Silence had... |
| 32339 | mettle. |
| 32340 | SILENCE. Who, I? I have been merry twice and... |
| 32341 | Re-enter DAVY |
| 32342 | DAVY. [To BARDOLPH] There's a dish of leat... |
| 32343 | SHALLOW. Davy! |
| 32344 | DAVY. Your worship! I'll be with you straigh... |
| 32345 | A cup of wine, sir? |
| 32346 | SILENCE. [Singing] |
| 32347 | A cup of wine that's brisk and fine, |
| 32348 | And drink unto the leman mine; |
| 32349 | And a merry heart lives long-a. |
| 32350 | FALSTAFF. Well said, Master Silence. |
| 32351 | SILENCE. An we shall be merry, now comes in ... |
| 32352 | FALSTAFF. Health and long life to you, Maste... |
| 32353 | SILENCE. [Singing] |
| 32354 | Fill the cup, and let it come, |
| 32355 | I'll pledge you a mile to th' bottom. |
| 32356 | SHALLOW. Honest Bardolph, welcome; if thou w... |
| 32357 | wilt not call, beshrew thy heart. Welcome,... |
| 32358 | and welcome indeed too. I'll drink to Mast... |
| 32359 | the cabileros about London. |
| 32360 | DAVY. I hope to see London once ere I die. |
| 32361 | BARDOLPH. An I might see you there, Davy! |
| 32362 | SHALLOW. By the mass, you'R crack a quart to... |
| 32363 | not, Master Bardolph? |
| 32364 | BARDOLPH. Yea, sir, in a pottle-pot. |
| 32365 | SHALLOW. By God's liggens, I thank thee. The... |
| 32366 | thee, I can assure thee that. 'A will not ... |
| 32367 | bred. |
| 32368 | BARDOLPH. And I'll stick by him, sir. |
| 32369 | SHALLOW. Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothi... |
| 32370 | [One knocks at door] Look who's at door t... |
| 32371 | ... |
| 32372 | FALSTAFF. [To SILENCE, who has drunk a bump... |
| 32373 | done me right. |
| 32374 | SILENCE. [Singing] |
| 32375 | Do me right, |
| 32376 | And dub me knight. |
| 32377 | Samingo. |
| 32378 | Is't not so? |
| 32379 | FALSTAFF. 'Tis so. |
| 32380 | SILENCE. Is't so? Why then, say an old man c... |
| 32381 | Re-enter DAVY |
| 32382 | DAVY. An't please your worship, there's one ... |
| 32383 | court with news. |
| 32384 | FALSTAFF. From the court? Let him come in. |
| 32385 | Enter PISTOL |
| 32386 | How now, Pistol? |
| 32387 | PISTOL. Sir John, God save you! |
| 32388 | FALSTAFF. What wind blew you hither, Pistol? |
| 32389 | PISTOL. Not the ill wind which blows no man ... |
| 32390 | thou art now one of the greatest men in th... |
| 32391 | SILENCE. By'r lady, I think 'a be, but goodm... |
| 32392 | PISTOL. Puff! |
| 32393 | Puff in thy teeth, most recreant coward base! |
| 32394 | Sir John, I am thy Pistol and thy friend, |
| 32395 | And helter-skelter have I rode to thee; |
| 32396 | And tidings do I bring, and lucky joys, |
| 32397 | And golden times, and happy news of price. |
| 32398 | FALSTAFF. I pray thee now, deliver them like... |
| 32399 | PISTOL. A foutra for the world and worldling... |
| 32400 | I speak of Africa and golden joys. |
| 32401 | FALSTAFF. O base Assyrian knight, what is th... |
| 32402 | Let King Cophetua know the truth thereof. |
| 32403 | SILENCE. [Singing] And Robin Hood, Scarlet... |
| 32404 | PISTOL. Shall dunghill curs confront the Hel... |
| 32405 | And shall good news be baffled? |
| 32406 | Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies' lap. |
| 32407 | SHALLOW. Honest gentleman, I know not your b... |
| 32408 | PISTOL. Why, then, lament therefore. |
| 32409 | SHALLOW. Give me pardon, sir. If, sir, you c... |
| 32410 | court, I take it there's but two ways- eit... |
| 32411 | conceal them. I am, sir, under the King, i... |
| 32412 | PISTOL. Under which king, Bezonian? Speak, o... |
| 32413 | SHALLOW. Under King Harry. |
| 32414 | PISTOL. Harry the Fourth- or Fifth? |
| 32415 | SHALLOW. Harry the Fourth. |
| 32416 | PISTOL. A foutra for thine office! |
| 32417 | Sir John, thy tender lambkin now is King; |
| 32418 | Harry the Fifth's the man. I speak the truth. |
| 32419 | When Pistol lies, do this; and fig me, like |
| 32420 | The bragging Spaniard. |
| 32421 | FALSTAFF. What, is the old king dead? |
| 32422 | PISTOL. As nail in door. The things I speak ... |
| 32423 | FALSTAFF. Away, Bardolph! saddle my horse. M... |
| 32424 | choose what office thou wilt in the land, ... |
| 32425 | will double-charge thee with dignities. |
| 32426 | BARDOLPH. O joyful day! |
| 32427 | I would not take a knighthood for my fortune. |
| 32428 | PISTOL. What, I do bring good news? |
| 32429 | FALSTAFF. Carry Master Silence to bed. Maste... |
| 32430 | Shallow, be what thou wilt- I am Fortune's... |
| 32431 | boots; we'll ride all night. O sweet Pisto... |
| 32432 | [Exit BARDOLPH] Come, Pistol, utter more ... |
| 32433 | devise something to do thyself good. Boot,... |
| 32434 | I know the young King is sick for me. Let ... |
| 32435 | horses: the laws of England are at my comm... |
| 32436 | they that have been my friends; and woe to... |
| 32437 | PISTOL. Let vultures vile seize on his lungs... |
| 32438 | 'Where is the life that late I led?' say t... |
| 32439 | Why, here it is; welcome these pleasant da... |
| 32440 | SCENE IV. |
| 32441 | London. A street |
| 32442 | Enter BEADLES, dragging in HOSTESS QUICKLY and... |
| 32443 | HOSTESS. No, thou arrant knave; I would to G... |
| 32444 | that I might have thee hang'd. Thou hast d... |
| 32445 | joint. |
| 32446 | FIRST BEADLE. The constables have delivered ... |
| 32447 | shall have whipping-cheer enough, I warran... |
| 32448 | a man or two lately kill'd about her. |
| 32449 | DOLL. Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on; ... |
| 32450 | thou damn'd tripe-visag'd rascal, an the c... |
| 32451 | miscarry, thou wert better thou hadst stru... |
| 32452 | paper-fac'd villain. |
| 32453 | HOSTESS. O the Lord, that Sir John were come... |
| 32454 | bloody day to somebody. But I pray God the... |
| 32455 | miscarry! |
| 32456 | FIRST BEADLE. If it do, you shall have a doz... |
| 32457 | you have but eleven now. Come, I charge yo... |
| 32458 | the man is dead that you and Pistol beat a... |
| 32459 | DOLL. I'll tell you what, you thin man in a ... |
| 32460 | as soundly swing'd for this- you blue-bott... |
| 32461 | famish'd correctioner, if you be not swing... |
| 32462 | half-kirtles. |
| 32463 | FIRST BEADLE. Come, come, you she knight-err... |
| 32464 | HOSTESS. O God, that right should thus overc... |
| 32465 | Well, of sufferance comes ease. |
| 32466 | DOLL. Come, you rogue, come; bring me to a j... |
| 32467 | HOSTESS. Ay, come, you starv'd bloodhound. |
| 32468 | DOLL. Goodman death, goodman bones! |
| 32469 | HOSTESS. Thou atomy, thou! |
| 32470 | DOLL. Come, you thin thing! come, you rascal! |
| 32471 | FIRST BEADLE. Very well. ... |
| 32472 | SCENE V. |
| 32473 | Westminster. Near the Abbey |
| 32474 | Enter GROOMS, strewing rushes |
| 32475 | FIRST GROOM. More rushes, more rushes! |
| 32476 | SECOND GROOM. The trumpets have sounded twice. |
| 32477 | THIRD GROOM. 'Twill be two o'clock ere they ... |
| 32478 | coronation. Dispatch, dispatch. ... |
| 32479 | Trumpets sound, and the KING and his t... |
| 32480 | over the stage. After them enter FALSTA... |
| 32481 | PISTOL, BARDOLPH, and page |
| 32482 | FALSTAFF. Stand here by me, Master Robert Sh... |
| 32483 | King do you grace. I will leer upon him, a... |
| 32484 | but mark the countenance that he will give... |
| 32485 | PISTOL. God bless thy lungs, good knight! |
| 32486 | FALSTAFF. Come here, Pistol; stand behind me... |
| 32487 | I had had to have made new liveries, I wou... |
| 32488 | thousand pound I borrowed of you. But 'tis... |
| 32489 | show doth better; this doth infer the zeal... |
| 32490 | SHALLOW. It doth so. |
| 32491 | FALSTAFF. It shows my earnestness of affection- |
| 32492 | SHALLOW. It doth so. |
| 32493 | FALSTAFF. My devotion- |
| 32494 | SHALLOW. It doth, it doth, it doth. |
| 32495 | FALSTAFF. As it were, to ride day and night;... |
| 32496 | not to remember, not to have patience to s... |
| 32497 | SHALLOW. It is best, certain. |
| 32498 | FALSTAFF. But to stand stained with travel, ... |
| 32499 | desire to see him; thinking of nothing els... |
| 32500 | else in oblivion, as if there were nothing... |
| 32501 | see him. |
| 32502 | PISTOL. 'Tis 'semper idem' for 'obsque hoc n... |
| 32503 | every part. |
| 32504 | SHALLOW. 'Tis so, indeed. |
| 32505 | PISTOL. My knight, I will inflame thy noble ... |
| 32506 | And make thee rage. |
| 32507 | Thy Doll, and Helen of thy noble thoughts, |
| 32508 | Is in base durance and contagious prison; |
| 32509 | Hal'd thither |
| 32510 | By most mechanical and dirty hand. |
| 32511 | Rouse up revenge from ebon den with fell A... |
| 32512 | For Doll is in. Pistol speaks nought but t... |
| 32513 | FALSTAFF. I will deliver her. |
| 32514 | [Shouts,within, and t... |
| 32515 | PISTOL. There roar'd the sea, and trumpet-cl... |
| 32516 | Enter the KING and his train, the LORD... |
| 32517 | among them |
| 32518 | FALSTAFF. God save thy Grace, King Hal; my r... |
| 32519 | PISTOL. The heavens thee guard and keep, mos... |
| 32520 | FALSTAFF. God save thee, my sweet boy! |
| 32521 | KING. My Lord Chief Justice, speak to that v... |
| 32522 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Have you your wits? Know you ... |
| 32523 | FALSTAFF. My king! my Jove! I speak to thee,... |
| 32524 | KING. I know thee not, old man. Fall to thy ... |
| 32525 | How ill white hairs become a fool and jester! |
| 32526 | I have long dreamt of such a kind of man, |
| 32527 | So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane; |
| 32528 | But being awak'd, I do despise my dream. |
| 32529 | Make less thy body hence, and more thy grace; |
| 32530 | Leave gormandizing; know the grave doth gape |
| 32531 | For thee thrice wider than for other men- |
| 32532 | Reply not to me with a fool-born jest; |
| 32533 | Presume not that I am the thing I was, |
| 32534 | For God doth know, so shall the world perc... |
| 32535 | That I have turn'd away my former self; |
| 32536 | So will I those that kept me company. |
| 32537 | When thou dost hear I am as I have been, |
| 32538 | Approach me, and thou shalt be as thou wast, |
| 32539 | The tutor and the feeder of my riots. |
| 32540 | Till then I banish thee, on pain of death, |
| 32541 | As I have done the rest of my misleaders, |
| 32542 | Not to come near our person by ten mile. |
| 32543 | For competence of life I will allow you, |
| 32544 | That lack of means enforce you not to evils; |
| 32545 | And, as we hear you do reform yourselves, |
| 32546 | We will, according to your strengths and q... |
| 32547 | Give you advancement. Be it your charge, m... |
| 32548 | To see perform'd the tenour of our word. |
| 32549 | Set on. Exeunt the ... |
| 32550 | FALSTAFF. Master Shallow, I owe you a thousa... |
| 32551 | SHALLOW. Yea, marry, Sir John; which I besee... |
| 32552 | home with me. |
| 32553 | FALSTAFF. That can hardly be, Master Shallow... |
| 32554 | this; I shall be sent for in private to hi... |
| 32555 | seem thus to the world. Fear not your adva... |
| 32556 | man yet that shall make you great. |
| 32557 | SHALLOW. I cannot perceive how, unless you g... |
| 32558 | and stuff me out with straw. I beseech you... |
| 32559 | have five hundred of my thousand. |
| 32560 | FALSTAFF. Sir, I will be as good as my word.... |
| 32561 | was but a colour. |
| 32562 | SHALLOW. A colour that I fear you will die i... |
| 32563 | FALSTAFF. Fear no colours; go with me to din... |
| 32564 | Pistol; come, Bardolph. I shall be sent fo... |
| 32565 | Re-enter PRINCE JOHN, the LORD CHI... |
| 32566 | with officers |
| 32567 | CHIEF JUSTICE. Go, carry Sir John Falstaff t... |
| 32568 | Take all his company along with him. |
| 32569 | FALSTAFF. My lord, my lord- |
| 32570 | CHIEF JUSTICE. I cannot now speak. I will he... |
| 32571 | Take them away. |
| 32572 | PISTOL. Si fortuna me tormenta, spero me con... |
| 32573 | Exeunt all but PRINCE JOHN and the ... |
| 32574 | PRINCE JOHN. I like this fair proceeding of ... |
| 32575 | He hath intent his wonted followers |
| 32576 | Shall all be very well provided for; |
| 32577 | But all are banish'd till their conversations |
| 32578 | Appear more wise and modest to the world. |
| 32579 | CHIEF JUSTICE. And so they are. |
| 32580 | PRINCE JOHN. The King hath call'd his parlia... |
| 32581 | CHIEF JUSTICE. He hath. |
| 32582 | PRINCE JOHN. I will lay odds that, ere this ... |
| 32583 | We bear our civil swords and native fire |
| 32584 | As far as France. I heard a bird so sing, |
| 32585 | Whose music, to my thinking, pleas'd the K... |
| 32586 | Come, will you hence? ... |
| 32587 | EPILOGUE |
| 32588 | EPILOGUE. |
| 32589 | First my fear, then my curtsy, last my speec... |
| 32590 | displeasure; my curtsy, my duty; and my speech... |
| 32591 | If you look for a good speech now, you undo me... |
| 32592 | is of mine own making; and what, indeed, I sho... |
| 32593 | prove mine own marring. But to the purpose, an... |
| 32594 | Be it known to you, as it is very well, I was ... |
| 32595 | of a displeasing play, to pray your patience f... |
| 32596 | a better. I meant, indeed, to pay you with thi... |
| 32597 | ill venture it come unluckily home, I break, a... |
| 32598 | creditors, lose. Here I promis'd you I would b... |
| 32599 | my body to your mercies. Bate me some, and I w... |
| 32600 | as most debtors do, promise you infinitely; an... |
| 32601 | you- but, indeed, to pray for the Queen. |
| 32602 | If my tongue cannot entreat you to acquit me... |
| 32603 | use my legs? And yet that were but light payme... |
| 32604 | your debt. But a good conscience will make any... |
| 32605 | satisfaction, and so would I. All the gentlewo... |
| 32606 | me. If the gentlemen will not, then the gentle... |
| 32607 | the gentlewomen, which was never seen before i... |
| 32608 | One word more, I beseech you. If you be not ... |
| 32609 | meat, our humble author will continue the stor... |
| 32610 | it, and make you merry with fair Katherine of ... |
| 32611 | anything I know, Falstaff shall die of a sweat... |
| 32612 | killed with your hard opinions; for Oldcastle ... |
| 32613 | is not the man. My tongue is weary; when my le... |
| 32614 | you good night. |
| 32615 | THE END |
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| 32624 | 1599 |
| 32625 | THE LIFE OF KING HENRY THE FIFTH |
| 32626 | by William Shakespeare |
| 32627 | DRAMATIS PERSONAE |
| 32628 | CHORUS |
| 32629 | KING HENRY THE FIFTH |
| 32630 | DUKE OF GLOUCESTER, brother to the King |
| 32631 | DUKE OF BEDFORD, " " " " |
| 32632 | DUKE OF EXETER, Uncle to the King |
| 32633 | DUKE OF YORK, cousin to the King |
| 32634 | EARL OF SALISBURY |
| 32635 | EARL OF WESTMORELAND |
| 32636 | EARL OF WARWICK |
| 32637 | ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY |
| 32638 | BISHOP OF ELY |
| 32639 | EARL OF CAMBRIDGE, conspirator against the King |
| 32640 | LORD SCROOP, " " " " |
| 32641 | SIR THOMAS GREY, " " " " |
| 32642 | SIR THOMAS ERPINGHAM, officer in the King's ... |
| 32643 | GOWER, " " " " " |
| 32644 | FLUELLEN, " " " " " |
| 32645 | MACMORRIS, " " " " " |
| 32646 | JAMY, " " " " ... |
| 32647 | BATES, soldier in the King's army |
| 32648 | COURT, " " " " " |
| 32649 | WILLIAMS, " " " " " |
| 32650 | NYM, " " " " " |
| 32651 | BARDOLPH, " " " " " |
| 32652 | PISTOL, " " " " " |
| 32653 | BOY A HERALD |
| 32654 | CHARLES THE SIXTH, King of France |
| 32655 | LEWIS, the Dauphin DUKE OF BU... |
| 32656 | DUKE OF ORLEANS DUKE OF BR... |
| 32657 | DUKE OF BOURBON THE CONSTA... |
| 32658 | RAMBURES, French Lord |
| 32659 | GRANDPRE, " " |
| 32660 | GOVERNOR OF HARFLEUR MONTJOY, a... |
| 32661 | AMBASSADORS to the King of England |
| 32662 | ISABEL, Queen of France |
| 32663 | KATHERINE, daughter to Charles and Isabel |
| 32664 | ALICE, a lady attending her |
| 32665 | HOSTESS of the Boar's Head, Eastcheap; forme... |
| 32666 | married to Pistol |
| 32667 | Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Messenger... |
| 32668 | SCENE: |
| 32669 | England and France |
| 32670 | PROLOGUE |
| 32671 | PROLOGUE. |
| 32672 | Enter CHORUS |
| 32673 | CHORUS. O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend |
| 32674 | The brightest heaven of invention, |
| 32675 | A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, |
| 32676 | And monarchs to behold the swelling scene! |
| 32677 | Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, |
| 32678 | Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels, |
| 32679 | Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, swor... |
| 32680 | Crouch for employment. But pardon, gentles ... |
| 32681 | The flat unraised spirits that hath dar'd |
| 32682 | On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth |
| 32683 | So great an object. Can this cockpit hold |
| 32684 | The vasty fields of France? Or may we cram |
| 32685 | Within this wooden O the very casques |
| 32686 | That did affright the air at Agincourt? |
| 32687 | O, pardon! since a crooked figure may |
| 32688 | Attest in little place a million; |
| 32689 | And let us, ciphers to this great accompt, |
| 32690 | On your imaginary forces work. |
| 32691 | Suppose within the girdle of these walls |
| 32692 | Are now confin'd two mighty monarchies, |
| 32693 | Whose high upreared and abutting fronts |
| 32694 | The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder. |
| 32695 | Piece out our imperfections with your thoug... |
| 32696 | Into a thousand parts divide one man, |
| 32697 | And make imaginary puissance; |
| 32698 | Think, when we talk of horses, that you see... |
| 32699 | Printing their proud hoofs i' th' receiving... |
| 32700 | For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck o... |
| 32701 | Carry them here and there, jumping o'er times, |
| 32702 | Turning th' accomplishment of many years |
| 32703 | Into an hour-glass; for the which supply, |
| 32704 | Admit me Chorus to this history; |
| 32705 | Who prologue-like, your humble patience pray |
| 32706 | Gently to hear, kindly to judge, our play. ... |
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| 32709 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 32710 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 32711 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 32712 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 32715 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 32716 | London. An ante-chamber in the KING'S palace |
| 32717 | Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY and the BIS... |
| 32718 | CANTERBURY. My lord, I'll tell you: that self... |
| 32719 | Which in th' eleventh year of the last king... |
| 32720 | Was like, and had indeed against us pass'd |
| 32721 | But that the scambling and unquiet time |
| 32722 | Did push it out of farther question. |
| 32723 | ELY. But how, my lord, shall we resist it now? |
| 32724 | CANTERBURY. It must be thought on. If it pass... |
| 32725 | We lose the better half of our possession; |
| 32726 | For all the temporal lands which men devout |
| 32727 | By testament have given to the church |
| 32728 | Would they strip from us; being valu'd thus- |
| 32729 | As much as would maintain, to the King's ho... |
| 32730 | Full fifteen earls and fifteen hundred knig... |
| 32731 | Six thousand and two hundred good esquires; |
| 32732 | And, to relief of lazars and weak age, |
| 32733 | Of indigent faint souls, past corporal toil, |
| 32734 | A hundred alms-houses right well supplied; |
| 32735 | And to the coffers of the King, beside, |
| 32736 | A thousand pounds by th' year: thus runs th... |
| 32737 | ELY. This would drink deep. |
| 32738 | CANTERBURY. 'T would drink the cup and all. |
| 32739 | ELY. But what prevention? |
| 32740 | CANTERBURY. The King is full of grace and fai... |
| 32741 | ELY. And a true lover of the holy Church. |
| 32742 | CANTERBURY. The courses of his youth promis'd... |
| 32743 | The breath no sooner left his father's body |
| 32744 | But that his wildness, mortified in him, |
| 32745 | Seem'd to die too; yea, at that very moment, |
| 32746 | Consideration like an angel came |
| 32747 | And whipp'd th' offending Adam out of him, |
| 32748 | Leaving his body as a paradise |
| 32749 | T'envelop and contain celestial spirits. |
| 32750 | Never was such a sudden scholar made; |
| 32751 | Never came reformation in a flood, |
| 32752 | With such a heady currance, scouring faults; |
| 32753 | Nor never Hydra-headed wilfulnes |
| 32754 | So soon did lose his seat, and all at once, |
| 32755 | As in this king. |
| 32756 | ELY. We are blessed in the change. |
| 32757 | CANTERBURY. Hear him but reason in divinity, |
| 32758 | And, all-admiring, with an inward wish |
| 32759 | You would desire the King were made a prelate; |
| 32760 | Hear him debate of commonwealth affairs, |
| 32761 | You would say it hath been all in all his s... |
| 32762 | List his discourse of war, and you shall hear |
| 32763 | A fearful battle rend'red you in music. |
| 32764 | Turn him to any cause of policy, |
| 32765 | The Gordian knot of it he will unloose, |
| 32766 | Familiar as his garter; that, when he speaks, |
| 32767 | The air, a charter'd libertine, is still, |
| 32768 | And the mute wonder lurketh in men's ears |
| 32769 | To steal his sweet and honey'd sentences; |
| 32770 | So that the art and practic part of life |
| 32771 | Must be the mistress to this theoric; |
| 32772 | Which is a wonder how his Grace should glea... |
| 32773 | Since his addiction was to courses vain, |
| 32774 | His companies unletter'd, rude, and shallow, |
| 32775 | His hours fill'd up with riots, banquets, s... |
| 32776 | And never noted in him any study, |
| 32777 | Any retirement, any sequestration |
| 32778 | From open haunts and popularity. |
| 32779 | ELY. The strawberry grows underneath the nettle, |
| 32780 | And wholesome berries thrive and ripen best |
| 32781 | Neighbour'd by fruit of baser quality; |
| 32782 | And so the Prince obscur'd his contemplation |
| 32783 | Under the veil of wildness; which, no doubt, |
| 32784 | Grew like the summer grass, fastest by night, |
| 32785 | Unseen, yet crescive in his faculty. |
| 32786 | CANTERBURY. It must be so; for miracles are c... |
| 32787 | And therefore we must needs admit the means |
| 32788 | How things are perfected. |
| 32789 | ELY. But, my good lord, |
| 32790 | How now for mitigation of this bill |
| 32791 | Urg'd by the Commons? Doth his Majesty |
| 32792 | Incline to it, or no? |
| 32793 | CANTERBURY. He seems indifferent |
| 32794 | Or rather swaying more upon our part |
| 32795 | Than cherishing th' exhibiters against us; |
| 32796 | For I have made an offer to his Majesty- |
| 32797 | Upon our spiritual convocation |
| 32798 | And in regard of causes now in hand, |
| 32799 | Which I have open'd to his Grace at large, |
| 32800 | As touching France- to give a greater sum |
| 32801 | Than ever at one time the clergy yet |
| 32802 | Did to his predecessors part withal. |
| 32803 | ELY. How did this offer seem receiv'd, my lord? |
| 32804 | CANTERBURY. With good acceptance of his Majesty; |
| 32805 | Save that there was not time enough to hear, |
| 32806 | As I perceiv'd his Grace would fain have done, |
| 32807 | The severals and unhidden passages |
| 32808 | Of his true tides to some certain dukedoms, |
| 32809 | And generally to the crown and seat of France, |
| 32810 | Deriv'd from Edward, his great-grandfather. |
| 32811 | ELY. What was th' impediment that broke this ... |
| 32812 | CANTERBURY. The French ambassador upon that i... |
| 32813 | Crav'd audience; and the hour, I think, is ... |
| 32814 | To give him hearing: is it four o'clock? |
| 32815 | ELY. It is. |
| 32816 | CANTERBURY. Then go we in, to know his embassy; |
| 32817 | Which I could with a ready guess declare, |
| 32818 | Before the Frenchman speak a word of it. |
| 32819 | ELY. I'll wait upon you, and I long to hear i... |
| 32820 | SCENE II. |
| 32821 | London. The Presence Chamber in the KING'S palace |
| 32822 | Enter the KING, GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, W... |
| 32823 | and attendants |
| 32824 | KING HENRY. Where is my gracious Lord of Can... |
| 32825 | EXETER. Not here in presence. |
| 32826 | KING HENRY. Send for him, good uncle. |
| 32827 | WESTMORELAND. Shall we call in th' ambassado... |
| 32828 | KING HENRY. Not yet, my cousin; we would be ... |
| 32829 | Before we hear him, of some things of weight |
| 32830 | That task our thoughts, concerning us and ... |
| 32831 | Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBU... |
| 32832 | the BISHOP OF ELY |
| 32833 | CANTERBURY. God and his angels guard your sa... |
| 32834 | And make you long become it! |
| 32835 | KING HENRY. Sure, we thank you. |
| 32836 | My learned lord, we pray you to proceed, |
| 32837 | And justly and religiously unfold |
| 32838 | Why the law Salique, that they have in Fra... |
| 32839 | Or should or should not bar us in our claim; |
| 32840 | And God forbid, my dear and faithful lord, |
| 32841 | That you should fashion, wrest, or bow you... |
| 32842 | Or nicely charge your understanding soul |
| 32843 | With opening titles miscreate whose right |
| 32844 | Suits not in native colours with the truth; |
| 32845 | For God doth know how many, now in health, |
| 32846 | Shall drop their blood in approbation |
| 32847 | Of what your reverence shall incite us to. |
| 32848 | Therefore take heed how you impawn our per... |
| 32849 | How you awake our sleeping sword of war- |
| 32850 | We charge you, in the name of God, take heed; |
| 32851 | For never two such kingdoms did contend |
| 32852 | Without much fall of blood; whose guiltles... |
| 32853 | Are every one a woe, a sore complaint, |
| 32854 | 'Gainst him whose wrongs gives edge unto t... |
| 32855 | That makes such waste in brief mortality. |
| 32856 | Under this conjuration speak, my lord; |
| 32857 | For we will hear, note, and believe in hea... |
| 32858 | That what you speak is in your conscience ... |
| 32859 | As pure as sin with baptism. |
| 32860 | CANTERBURY. Then hear me, gracious sovereign... |
| 32861 | That owe yourselves, your lives, and servi... |
| 32862 | To this imperial throne. There is no bar |
| 32863 | To make against your Highness' claim to Fr... |
| 32864 | But this, which they produce from Pharamond: |
| 32865 | 'In terram Salicam mulieres ne succedant'- |
| 32866 | 'No woman shall succeed in Salique land'; |
| 32867 | Which Salique land the French unjustly gloze |
| 32868 | To be the realm of France, and Pharamond |
| 32869 | The founder of this law and female bar. |
| 32870 | Yet their own authors faithfully affirm |
| 32871 | That the land Salique is in Germany, |
| 32872 | Between the floods of Sala and of Elbe; |
| 32873 | Where Charles the Great, having subdu'd th... |
| 32874 | There left behind and settled certain French; |
| 32875 | Who, holding in disdain the German women |
| 32876 | For some dishonest manners of their life, |
| 32877 | Establish'd then this law: to wit, no fema... |
| 32878 | Should be inheritrix in Salique land; |
| 32879 | Which Salique, as I said, 'twixt Elbe and ... |
| 32880 | Is at this day in Germany call'd Meisen. |
| 32881 | Then doth it well appear the Salique law |
| 32882 | Was not devised for the realm of France; |
| 32883 | Nor did the French possess the Salique land |
| 32884 | Until four hundred one and twenty years |
| 32885 | After defunction of King Pharamond, |
| 32886 | Idly suppos'd the founder of this law; |
| 32887 | Who died within the year of our redemption |
| 32888 | Four hundred twenty-six; and Charles the G... |
| 32889 | Subdu'd the Saxons, and did seat the French |
| 32890 | Beyond the river Sala, in the year |
| 32891 | Eight hundred five. Besides, their writers... |
| 32892 | King Pepin, which deposed Childeric, |
| 32893 | Did, as heir general, being descended |
| 32894 | Of Blithild, which was daughter to King Cl... |
| 32895 | Make claim and title to the crown of France. |
| 32896 | Hugh Capet also, who usurp'd the crown |
| 32897 | Of Charles the Duke of Lorraine, sole heir... |
| 32898 | Of the true line and stock of Charles the ... |
| 32899 | To find his title with some shows of truth- |
| 32900 | Though in pure truth it was corrupt and na... |
| 32901 | Convey'd himself as th' heir to th' Lady L... |
| 32902 | Daughter to Charlemain, who was the son |
| 32903 | To Lewis the Emperor, and Lewis the son |
| 32904 | Of Charles the Great. Also King Lewis the ... |
| 32905 | Who was sole heir to the usurper Capet, |
| 32906 | Could not keep quiet in his conscience, |
| 32907 | Wearing the crown of France, till satisfied |
| 32908 | That fair Queen Isabel, his grandmother, |
| 32909 | Was lineal of the Lady Ermengare, |
| 32910 | Daughter to Charles the foresaid Duke of L... |
| 32911 | By the which marriage the line of Charles ... |
| 32912 | Was re-united to the Crown of France. |
| 32913 | So that, as clear as is the summer's sun, |
| 32914 | King Pepin's title, and Hugh Capet's claim, |
| 32915 | King Lewis his satisfaction, all appear |
| 32916 | To hold in right and tide of the female; |
| 32917 | So do the kings of France unto this day, |
| 32918 | Howbeit they would hold up this Salique law |
| 32919 | To bar your Highness claiming from the fem... |
| 32920 | And rather choose to hide them in a net |
| 32921 | Than amply to imbar their crooked tides |
| 32922 | Usurp'd from you and your progenitors. |
| 32923 | KING HENRY. May I with right and conscience ... |
| 32924 | CANTERBURY. The sin upon my head, dread sove... |
| 32925 | For in the book of Numbers is it writ, |
| 32926 | When the man dies, let the inheritance |
| 32927 | Descend unto the daughter. Gracious lord, |
| 32928 | Stand for your own, unwind your bloody flag, |
| 32929 | Look back into your mighty ancestors. |
| 32930 | Go, my dread lord, to your great-grandsire... |
| 32931 | From whom you claim; invoke his warlike sp... |
| 32932 | And your great-uncle's, Edward the Black P... |
| 32933 | Who on the French ground play'd a tragedy, |
| 32934 | Making defeat on the fun power of France, |
| 32935 | Whiles his most mighty father on a hill |
| 32936 | Stood smiling to behold his lion's whelp |
| 32937 | Forage in blood of French nobility. |
| 32938 | O noble English, that could entertain |
| 32939 | With half their forces the full pride of F... |
| 32940 | And let another half stand laughing by, |
| 32941 | All out of work and cold for action! |
| 32942 | ELY. Awake remembrance of these valiant dead, |
| 32943 | And with your puissant arm renew their feats. |
| 32944 | You are their heir; you sit upon their thr... |
| 32945 | The blood and courage that renowned them |
| 32946 | Runs in your veins; and my thrice-puissant... |
| 32947 | Is in the very May-morn of his youth, |
| 32948 | Ripe for exploits and mighty enterprises. |
| 32949 | EXETER. Your brother kings and monarchs of t... |
| 32950 | Do all expect that you should rouse yourself, |
| 32951 | As did the former lions of your blood. |
| 32952 | WESTMORELAND. They know your Grace hath caus... |
| 32953 | So hath your Highness; never King of England |
| 32954 | Had nobles richer and more loyal subjects, |
| 32955 | Whose hearts have left their bodies here i... |
| 32956 | And lie pavilion'd in the fields of France. |
| 32957 | CANTERBURY. O, let their bodies follow, my d... |
| 32958 | With blood and sword and fire to win your ... |
| 32959 | In aid whereof we of the spiritualty |
| 32960 | Will raise your Highness such a mighty sum |
| 32961 | As never did the clergy at one time |
| 32962 | Bring in to any of your ancestors. |
| 32963 | KING HENRY. We must not only arm t' invade t... |
| 32964 | But lay down our proportions to defend |
| 32965 | Against the Scot, who will make road upon us |
| 32966 | With all advantages. |
| 32967 | CANTERBURY. They of those marches, gracious ... |
| 32968 | Shall be a wall sufficient to defend |
| 32969 | Our inland from the pilfering borderers. |
| 32970 | KING HENRY. We do not mean the coursing snat... |
| 32971 | But fear the main intendment of the Scot, |
| 32972 | Who hath been still a giddy neighbour to us; |
| 32973 | For you shall read that my great-grandfather |
| 32974 | Never went with his forces into France |
| 32975 | But that the Scot on his unfurnish'd kingdom |
| 32976 | Came pouring, like the tide into a breach, |
| 32977 | With ample and brim fulness of his force, |
| 32978 | Galling the gleaned land with hot assays, |
| 32979 | Girdling with grievous siege castles and t... |
| 32980 | That England, being empty of defence, |
| 32981 | Hath shook and trembled at th' ill neighbo... |
| 32982 | CANTERBURY. She hath been then more fear'd t... |
| 32983 | For hear her but exampled by herself: |
| 32984 | When all her chivalry hath been in France, |
| 32985 | And she a mourning widow of her nobles, |
| 32986 | She hath herself not only well defended |
| 32987 | But taken and impounded as a stray |
| 32988 | The King of Scots; whom she did send to Fr... |
| 32989 | To fill King Edward's fame with prisoner k... |
| 32990 | And make her chronicle as rich with praise |
| 32991 | As is the ooze and bottom of the sea |
| 32992 | With sunken wreck and sumless treasuries. |
| 32993 | WESTMORELAND. But there's a saying, very old... |
| 32994 | 'If that you will France win, |
| 32995 | Then with Scotland first begin.' |
| 32996 | For once the eagle England being in prey, |
| 32997 | To her unguarded nest the weasel Scot |
| 32998 | Comes sneaking, and so sucks her princely ... |
| 32999 | Playing the mouse in absence of the cat, |
| 33000 | To tear and havoc more than she can eat. |
| 33001 | EXETER. It follows, then, the cat must stay ... |
| 33002 | Yet that is but a crush'd necessity, |
| 33003 | Since we have locks to safeguard necessaries |
| 33004 | And pretty traps to catch the petty thieves. |
| 33005 | While that the armed hand doth fight abroad, |
| 33006 | Th' advised head defends itself at home; |
| 33007 | For government, though high, and low, and ... |
| 33008 | Put into parts, doth keep in one consent, |
| 33009 | Congreeing in a full and natural close, |
| 33010 | Like music. |
| 33011 | CANTERBURY. Therefore doth heaven divide |
| 33012 | The state of man in divers functions, |
| 33013 | Setting endeavour in continual motion; |
| 33014 | To which is fixed as an aim or but |
| 33015 | Obedience; for so work the honey bees, |
| 33016 | Creatures that by a rule in nature teach |
| 33017 | The act of order to a peopled kingdom. |
| 33018 | They have a king, and officers of sorts, |
| 33019 | Where some like magistrates correct at home; |
| 33020 | Others like merchants venture trade abroad; |
| 33021 | Others like soldiers, armed in their stings, |
| 33022 | Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, |
| 33023 | Which pillage they with merry march bring ... |
| 33024 | To the tent-royal of their emperor; |
| 33025 | Who, busied in his majesty, surveys |
| 33026 | The singing masons building roofs of gold, |
| 33027 | The civil citizens kneading up the honey, |
| 33028 | The poor mechanic porters crowding in |
| 33029 | Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, |
| 33030 | The sad-ey'd justice, with his surly hum, |
| 33031 | Delivering o'er to executors pale |
| 33032 | The lazy yawning drone. I this infer, |
| 33033 | That many things, having full reference |
| 33034 | To one consent, may work contrariously; |
| 33035 | As many arrows loosed several ways |
| 33036 | Come to one mark, as many ways meet in one... |
| 33037 | As many fresh streams meet in one salt sea, |
| 33038 | As many lines close in the dial's centre; |
| 33039 | So many a thousand actions, once afoot, |
| 33040 | End in one purpose, and be all well home |
| 33041 | Without defeat. Therefore to France, my li... |
| 33042 | Divide your happy England into four; |
| 33043 | Whereof take you one quarter into France, |
| 33044 | And you withal shall make all Gallia shake. |
| 33045 | If we, with thrice such powers left at home, |
| 33046 | Cannot defend our own doors from the dog, |
| 33047 | Let us be worried, and our nation lose |
| 33048 | The name of hardiness and policy. |
| 33049 | KING HENRY. Call in the messengers sent from... |
| 33050 | Exeu... |
| 33051 | Now are we well resolv'd; and, by God's help |
| 33052 | And yours, the noble sinews of our power, |
| 33053 | France being ours, we'll bend it to our awe, |
| 33054 | Or break it all to pieces; or there we'll ... |
| 33055 | Ruling in large and ample empery |
| 33056 | O'er France and all her almost kingly duke... |
| 33057 | Or lay these bones in an unworthy urn, |
| 33058 | Tombless, with no remembrance over them. |
| 33059 | Either our history shall with full mouth |
| 33060 | Speak freely of our acts, or else our grave, |
| 33061 | Like Turkish mute, shall have a tongueless... |
| 33062 | Not worshipp'd with a waxen epitaph. |
| 33063 | Enter AMBASSADORS of France |
| 33064 | Now are we well prepar'd to know the pleasure |
| 33065 | Of our fair cousin Dauphin; for we hear |
| 33066 | Your greeting is from him, not from the King. |
| 33067 | AMBASSADOR. May't please your Majesty to giv... |
| 33068 | Freely to render what we have in charge; |
| 33069 | Or shall we sparingly show you far of |
| 33070 | The Dauphin's meaning and our embassy? |
| 33071 | KING HENRY. We are no tyrant, but a Christia... |
| 33072 | Unto whose grace our passion is as subject |
| 33073 | As are our wretches fett'red in our prison... |
| 33074 | Therefore with frank and with uncurbed pla... |
| 33075 | Tell us the Dauphin's mind. |
| 33076 | AMBASSADOR. Thus then, in few. |
| 33077 | Your Highness, lately sending into France, |
| 33078 | Did claim some certain dukedoms in the right |
| 33079 | Of your great predecessor, King Edward the... |
| 33080 | In answer of which claim, the Prince our m... |
| 33081 | Says that you savour too much of your youth, |
| 33082 | And bids you be advis'd there's nought in ... |
| 33083 | That can be with a nimble galliard won; |
| 33084 | You cannot revel into dukedoms there. |
| 33085 | He therefore sends you, meeter for your sp... |
| 33086 | This tun of treasure; and, in lieu of this, |
| 33087 | Desires you let the dukedoms that you claim |
| 33088 | Hear no more of you. This the Dauphin speaks. |
| 33089 | KING HENRY. What treasure, uncle? |
| 33090 | EXETER. Tennis-balls, my liege. |
| 33091 | KING HENRY. We are glad the Dauphin is so pl... |
| 33092 | His present and your pains we thank you for. |
| 33093 | When we have match'd our rackets to these ... |
| 33094 | We will in France, by God's grace, play a set |
| 33095 | Shall strike his father's crown into the h... |
| 33096 | Tell him he hath made a match with such a ... |
| 33097 | That all the courts of France will be dist... |
| 33098 | With chaces. And we understand him well, |
| 33099 | How he comes o'er us with our wilder days, |
| 33100 | Not measuring what use we made of them. |
| 33101 | We never valu'd this poor seat of England; |
| 33102 | And therefore, living hence, did give ourself |
| 33103 | To barbarous licence; as 'tis ever common |
| 33104 | That men are merriest when they are from h... |
| 33105 | But tell the Dauphin I will keep my state, |
| 33106 | Be like a king, and show my sail of greatn... |
| 33107 | When I do rouse me in my throne of France; |
| 33108 | For that I have laid by my majesty |
| 33109 | And plodded like a man for working-days; |
| 33110 | But I will rise there with so full a glory |
| 33111 | That I will dazzle all the eyes of France, |
| 33112 | Yea, strike the Dauphin blind to look on us. |
| 33113 | And tell the pleasant Prince this mock of ... |
| 33114 | Hath turn'd his balls to gun-stones, and h... |
| 33115 | Shall stand sore charged for the wasteful ... |
| 33116 | That shall fly with them; for many a thous... |
| 33117 | Shall this his mock mock of their dear hus... |
| 33118 | Mock mothers from their sons, mock castles... |
| 33119 | And some are yet ungotten and unborn |
| 33120 | That shall have cause to curse the Dauphin... |
| 33121 | But this lies all within the will of God, |
| 33122 | To whom I do appeal; and in whose name, |
| 33123 | Tell you the Dauphin, I am coming on, |
| 33124 | To venge me as I may and to put forth |
| 33125 | My rightful hand in a well-hallow'd cause. |
| 33126 | So get you hence in peace; and tell the Da... |
| 33127 | His jest will savour but of shallow wit, |
| 33128 | When thousands weep more than did laugh at... |
| 33129 | Convey them with safe conduct. Fare you well. |
| 33130 | ... |
| 33131 | EXETER. This was a merry message. |
| 33132 | KING HENRY. We hope to make the sender blush... |
| 33133 | Therefore, my lords, omit no happy hour |
| 33134 | That may give furth'rance to our expedition; |
| 33135 | For we have now no thought in us but France, |
| 33136 | Save those to God, that run before our bus... |
| 33137 | Therefore let our proportions for these wars |
| 33138 | Be soon collected, and all things thought ... |
| 33139 | That may with reasonable swiftness ad |
| 33140 | More feathers to our wings; for, God before, |
| 33141 | We'll chide this Dauphin at his father's d... |
| 33142 | Therefore let every man now task his thought |
| 33143 | That this fair action may on foot be broug... |
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| 33152 | ACT II. PROLOGUE. |
| 33153 | Flourish. Enter CHORUS |
| 33154 | CHORUS. Now all the youth of England are on ... |
| 33155 | And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies; |
| 33156 | Now thrive the armourers, and honour's tho... |
| 33157 | Reigns solely in the breast of every man; |
| 33158 | They sell the pasture now to buy the horse, |
| 33159 | Following the mirror of all Christian kings |
| 33160 | With winged heels, as English Mercuries. |
| 33161 | For now sits Expectation in the air, |
| 33162 | And hides a sword from hilts unto the point |
| 33163 | With crowns imperial, crowns, and coronets, |
| 33164 | Promis'd to Harry and his followers. |
| 33165 | The French, advis'd by good intelligence |
| 33166 | Of this most dreadful preparation, |
| 33167 | Shake in their fear and with pale policy |
| 33168 | Seek to divert the English purposes. |
| 33169 | O England! model to thy inward greatness, |
| 33170 | Like little body with a mighty heart, |
| 33171 | What mightst thou do that honour would the... |
| 33172 | Were all thy children kind and natural! |
| 33173 | But see thy fault! France hath in thee fou... |
| 33174 | A nest of hollow bosoms, which he fills |
| 33175 | With treacherous crowns; and three corrupt... |
| 33176 | One, Richard Earl of Cambridge, and the se... |
| 33177 | Henry Lord Scroop of Masham, and the third, |
| 33178 | Sir Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumberland, |
| 33179 | Have, for the gilt of France- O guilt inde... |
| 33180 | Confirm'd conspiracy with fearful France; |
| 33181 | And by their hands this grace of kings mus... |
| 33182 | If hell and treason hold their promises, |
| 33183 | Ere he take ship for France- and in Southa... |
| 33184 | Linger your patience on, and we'll digest |
| 33185 | Th' abuse of distance, force a play. |
| 33186 | The sum is paid, the traitors are agreed, |
| 33187 | The King is set from London, and the scene |
| 33188 | Is now transported, gentles, to Southampton; |
| 33189 | There is the play-house now, there must yo... |
| 33190 | And thence to France shall we convey you safe |
| 33191 | And bring you back, charming the narrow se... |
| 33192 | To give you gentle pass; for, if we may, |
| 33193 | We'll not offend one stomach with our play. |
| 33194 | But, till the King come forth, and not til... |
| 33195 | Unto Southampton do we shift our scene. ... |
| 33196 | SCENE I. |
| 33197 | London. Before the Boar's Head Tavern, Eastcheap |
| 33198 | Enter CORPORAL NYM and LIEUTENANT BARDOLPH |
| 33199 | BARDOLPH. Well met, Corporal Nym. |
| 33200 | NYM. Good morrow, Lieutenant Bardolph. |
| 33201 | BARDOLPH. What, are Ancient Pistol and you f... |
| 33202 | NYM. For my part, I care not; I say little, ... |
| 33203 | serve, there shall be smiles- but that sha... |
| 33204 | not fight; but I will wink and hold out mi... |
| 33205 | one; but what though? It will toast cheese... |
| 33206 | cold as another man's sword will; and ther... |
| 33207 | BARDOLPH. I will bestow a breakfast to make ... |
| 33208 | be all three sworn brothers to France. Let... |
| 33209 | Nym. |
| 33210 | NYM. Faith, I will live so long as I may, th... |
| 33211 | and when I cannot live any longer, I will ... |
| 33212 | rest, that is the rendezvous of it. |
| 33213 | BARDOLPH. It is certain, Corporal, that he i... |
| 33214 | Quickly; and certainly she did you wrong, ... |
| 33215 | troth-plight to her. |
| 33216 | NYM. I cannot tell; things must be as they m... |
| 33217 | they may have their throats about them at ... |
| 33218 | knives have edges. It must be as it may; t... |
| 33219 | tired mare, yet she will plod. There must ... |
| 33220 | cannot tell. |
| 33221 | Enter PISTOL and HOSTESS |
| 33222 | BARDOLPH. Here comes Ancient Pistol and his ... |
| 33223 | patient here. |
| 33224 | NYM. How now, mine host Pistol! |
| 33225 | PISTOL. Base tike, call'st thou me host? |
| 33226 | Now by this hand, I swear I scorn the term; |
| 33227 | Nor shall my Nell keep lodgers. |
| 33228 | HOSTESS. No, by my troth, not long; for we c... |
| 33229 | dozen or fourteen gentlewomen that live ho... |
| 33230 | their needles, but it will be thought we k... |
| 33231 | straight. [Nym draws] O well-a-day, Lady, ... |
| 33232 | we shall see wilful adultery and murder co... |
| 33233 | BARDOLPH. Good Lieutenant, good Corporal, of... |
| 33234 | NYM. Pish! |
| 33235 | PISTOL. Pish for thee, Iceland dog! thou pri... |
| 33236 | Iceland! |
| 33237 | HOSTESS. Good Corporal Nym, show thy valour,... |
| 33238 | NYM. Will you shog off? I would have you solus. |
| 33239 | PISTOL. 'Solus,' egregious dog? O viper vile! |
| 33240 | The 'solus' in thy most mervailous face; |
| 33241 | The 'solus' in thy teeth, and in thy throat, |
| 33242 | And in thy hateful lungs, yea, in thy maw,... |
| 33243 | And, which is worse, within thy nasty mouth! |
| 33244 | I do retort the 'solus' in thy bowels; |
| 33245 | For I can take, and Pistol's cock is up, |
| 33246 | And flashing fire will follow. |
| 33247 | NYM. I am not Barbason: you cannot conjure m... |
| 33248 | knock you indifferently well. If you grow ... |
| 33249 | will scour you with my rapier, as I may, i... |
| 33250 | would walk off I would prick your guts a l... |
| 33251 | as I may, and thaes the humour of it. |
| 33252 | PISTOL. O braggart vile and damned furious w... |
| 33253 | The grave doth gape and doting death is near; |
| 33254 | Therefore exhale. ... |
| 33255 | BARDOLPH. Hear me, hear me what I say: he th... |
| 33256 | stroke I'll run him up to the hilts, as I ... |
| 33257 | ... |
| 33258 | PISTOL. An oath of mickle might; and fury sh... |
| 33259 | [PISTOL and Nym she... |
| 33260 | Give me thy fist, thy fore-foot to me give; |
| 33261 | Thy spirits are most tall. |
| 33262 | NYM. I will cut thy throat one time or other... |
| 33263 | is the humour of it. |
| 33264 | PISTOL. 'Couple a gorge!' |
| 33265 | That is the word. I thee defy again. |
| 33266 | O hound of Crete, think'st thou my spouse ... |
| 33267 | No; to the spital go, |
| 33268 | And from the powd'ring tub of infamy |
| 33269 | Fetch forth the lazar kite of Cressid's kind, |
| 33270 | Doll Tearsheet she by name, and her espouse. |
| 33271 | I have, and I will hold, the quondam Quickly |
| 33272 | For the only she; and- pauca, there's enough. |
| 33273 | Go to. |
| 33274 | Enter the Boy |
| 33275 | BOY. Mine host Pistol, you must come to my m... |
| 33276 | hostess- he is very sick, and would to bed... |
| 33277 | thy face between his sheets, and do the of... |
| 33278 | Faith, he's very ill. |
| 33279 | BARDOLPH. Away, you rogue. |
| 33280 | HOSTESS. By my troth, he'll yield the crow a... |
| 33281 | days: the King has kill'd his heart. Good ... |
| 33282 | presently. Exeu... |
| 33283 | BARDOLPH. Come, shall I make you two friends... |
| 33284 | together; why the devil should we keep kni... |
| 33285 | another's throats? |
| 33286 | PISTOL. Let floods o'erswell, and fiends for... |
| 33287 | NYM. You'll pay me the eight shillings I won... |
| 33288 | PISTOL. Base is the slave that pays. |
| 33289 | NYM. That now I will have; that's the humour... |
| 33290 | PISTOL. As manhood shall compound: push home. |
| 33291 | [PI... |
| 33292 | BARDOLPH. By this sword, he that makes the f... |
| 33293 | him; by this sword, I will. |
| 33294 | PISTOL. Sword is an oath, and oaths must hav... |
| 33295 | [S... |
| 33296 | BARDOLPH. Corporal Nym, an thou wilt be frie... |
| 33297 | thou wilt not, why then be enemies with me... |
| 33298 | NYM. I shall have my eight shillings I won o... |
| 33299 | PISTOL. A noble shalt thou have, and present... |
| 33300 | And liquor likewise will I give to thee, |
| 33301 | And friendship shall combine, and brotherh... |
| 33302 | I'll live by Nym and Nym shall live by me. |
| 33303 | Is not this just? For I shall sutler be |
| 33304 | Unto the camp, and profits will accrue. |
| 33305 | Give me thy hand. |
| 33306 | NYM. [Sheathing his sword] I shall have my n... |
| 33307 | PISTOL. In cash most justly paid. |
| 33308 | NYM. [Shaking hands] Well, then, that's the ... |
| 33309 | Re-enter HOSTESS |
| 33310 | HOSTESS. As ever you come of women, come in ... |
| 33311 | Ah, poor heart! he is so shak'd of a burni... |
| 33312 | that it is most lamentable to behold. Swee... |
| 33313 | NYM. The King hath run bad humours on the kn... |
| 33314 | of it. |
| 33315 | PISTOL. Nym, thou hast spoke the right; |
| 33316 | His heart is fracted and corroborate. |
| 33317 | NYM. The King is a good king, but it must be... |
| 33318 | some humours and careers. |
| 33319 | PISTOL. Let us condole the knight; for, lamb... |
| 33320 | ... |
| 33321 | SCENE II. |
| 33322 | Southampton. A council-chamber |
| 33323 | Enter EXETER, BEDFORD, and WESTMORELAND |
| 33324 | BEDFORD. Fore God, his Grace is bold, to tru... |
| 33325 | EXETER. They shall be apprehended by and by. |
| 33326 | WESTMORELAND. How smooth and even they do be... |
| 33327 | As if allegiance in their bosoms sat, |
| 33328 | Crowned with faith and constant loyalty! |
| 33329 | BEDFORD. The King hath note of all that they... |
| 33330 | By interception which they dream not of. |
| 33331 | EXETER. Nay, but the man that was his bedfel... |
| 33332 | Whom he hath dull'd and cloy'd with gracio... |
| 33333 | That he should, for a foreign purse, so sell |
| 33334 | His sovereign's life to death and treachery! |
| 33335 | Trumpets sound. Enter the KING,... |
| 33336 | CAMBRIDGE, GREY, and attendants |
| 33337 | KING HENRY. Now sits the wind fair, and we w... |
| 33338 | My Lord of Cambridge, and my kind Lord of ... |
| 33339 | And you, my gentle knight, give me your th... |
| 33340 | Think you not that the pow'rs we bear with us |
| 33341 | Will cut their passage through the force o... |
| 33342 | Doing the execution and the act |
| 33343 | For which we have in head assembled them? |
| 33344 | SCROOP. No doubt, my liege, if each man do h... |
| 33345 | KING HENRY. I doubt not that, since we are w... |
| 33346 | We carry not a heart with us from hence |
| 33347 | That grows not in a fair consent with ours; |
| 33348 | Nor leave not one behind that doth not wish |
| 33349 | Success and conquest to attend on us. |
| 33350 | CAMBRIDGE. Never was monarch better fear'd a... |
| 33351 | Than is your Majesty. There's not, I think... |
| 33352 | That sits in heart-grief and uneasines |
| 33353 | Under the sweet shade of your government. |
| 33354 | GREY. True: those that were your father's en... |
| 33355 | Have steep'd their galls in honey, and do ... |
| 33356 | With hearts create of duty and of zeal. |
| 33357 | KING HENRY. We therefore have great cause of... |
| 33358 | And shall forget the office of our hand |
| 33359 | Sooner than quittance of desert and merit |
| 33360 | According to the weight and worthiness. |
| 33361 | SCROOP. So service shall with steeled sinews... |
| 33362 | And labour shall refresh itself with hope, |
| 33363 | To do your Grace incessant services. |
| 33364 | KING HENRY. We judge no less. Uncle of Exeter, |
| 33365 | Enlarge the man committed yesterday |
| 33366 | That rail'd against our person. We consider |
| 33367 | It was excess of wine that set him on; |
| 33368 | And on his more advice we pardon him. |
| 33369 | SCROOP. That's mercy, but too much security. |
| 33370 | Let him be punish'd, sovereign, lest example |
| 33371 | Breed, by his sufferance, more of such a k... |
| 33372 | KING HENRY. O, let us yet be merciful! |
| 33373 | CAMBRIDGE. So may your Highness, and yet pun... |
| 33374 | GREY. Sir, |
| 33375 | You show great mercy if you give him life, |
| 33376 | After the taste of much correction. |
| 33377 | KING HENRY. Alas, your too much love and car... |
| 33378 | Are heavy orisons 'gainst this poor wretch! |
| 33379 | If little faults proceeding on distemper |
| 33380 | Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stret... |
| 33381 | When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd, an... |
| 33382 | Appear before us? We'll yet enlarge that man, |
| 33383 | Though Cambridge, Scroop, and Grey, in the... |
| 33384 | And tender preservation of our person, |
| 33385 | Would have him punish'd. And now to our Fr... |
| 33386 | Who are the late commissioners? |
| 33387 | CAMBRIDGE. I one, my lord. |
| 33388 | Your Highness bade me ask for it to-day. |
| 33389 | SCROOP. So did you me, my liege. |
| 33390 | GREY. And I, my royal sovereign. |
| 33391 | KING HENRY. Then, Richard Earl of Cambridge,... |
| 33392 | There yours, Lord Scroop of Masham; and, S... |
| 33393 | Grey of Northumberland, this same is yours. |
| 33394 | Read them, and know I know your worthiness. |
| 33395 | My Lord of Westmoreland, and uncle Exeter, |
| 33396 | We will aboard to-night. Why, how now, gen... |
| 33397 | What see you in those papers, that you lose |
| 33398 | So much complexion? Look ye how they chang... |
| 33399 | Their cheeks are paper. Why, what read you... |
| 33400 | That have so cowarded and chas'd your blood |
| 33401 | Out of appearance? |
| 33402 | CAMBRIDGE. I do confess my fault, |
| 33403 | And do submit me to your Highness' mercy. |
| 33404 | GREY, SCROOP. To which we all appeal. |
| 33405 | KING HENRY. The mercy that was quick in us b... |
| 33406 | By your own counsel is suppress'd and kill'd. |
| 33407 | You must not dare, for shame, to talk of m... |
| 33408 | For your own reasons turn into your bosoms |
| 33409 | As dogs upon their masters, worrying you. |
| 33410 | See you, my princes and my noble peers, |
| 33411 | These English monsters! My Lord of Cambrid... |
| 33412 | You know how apt our love was to accord |
| 33413 | To furnish him with an appertinents |
| 33414 | Belonging to his honour; and this man |
| 33415 | Hath, for a few light crowns, lightly cons... |
| 33416 | And sworn unto the practices of France |
| 33417 | To kill us here in Hampton; to the which |
| 33418 | This knight, no less for bounty bound to us |
| 33419 | Than Cambridge is, hath likewise sworn. Bu... |
| 33420 | What shall I say to thee, Lord Scroop, tho... |
| 33421 | Ingrateful, savage, and inhuman creature? |
| 33422 | Thou that didst bear the key of all my cou... |
| 33423 | That knew'st the very bottom of my soul, |
| 33424 | That almost mightst have coin'd me into gold, |
| 33425 | Wouldst thou have practis'd on me for thy ... |
| 33426 | May it be possible that foreign hire |
| 33427 | Could out of thee extract one spark of evil |
| 33428 | That might annoy my finger? 'Tis so strange |
| 33429 | That, though the truth of it stands off as... |
| 33430 | As black and white, my eye will scarcely s... |
| 33431 | Treason and murder ever kept together, |
| 33432 | As two yoke-devils sworn to either's purpose, |
| 33433 | Working so grossly in a natural cause |
| 33434 | That admiration did not whoop at them; |
| 33435 | But thou, 'gainst all proportion, didst br... |
| 33436 | Wonder to wait on treason and on murder; |
| 33437 | And whatsoever cunning fiend it was |
| 33438 | That wrought upon thee so preposterously |
| 33439 | Hath got the voice in hell for excellence; |
| 33440 | And other devils that suggest by treasons |
| 33441 | Do botch and bungle up damnation |
| 33442 | With patches, colours, and with forms, bei... |
| 33443 | From glist'ring semblances of piety; |
| 33444 | But he that temper'd thee bade thee stand up, |
| 33445 | Gave thee no instance why thou shouldst do... |
| 33446 | Unless to dub thee with the name of traitor. |
| 33447 | If that same demon that hath gull'd thee thus |
| 33448 | Should with his lion gait walk the whole w... |
| 33449 | He might return to vasty Tartar back, |
| 33450 | And tell the legions 'I can never win |
| 33451 | A soul so easy as that Englishman's.' |
| 33452 | O, how hast thou with jealousy infected |
| 33453 | The sweetness of affiance! Show men dutiful? |
| 33454 | Why, so didst thou. Seem they grave and le... |
| 33455 | Why, so didst thou. Come they of noble fam... |
| 33456 | Why, so didst thou. Seem they religious? |
| 33457 | Why, so didst thou. Or are they spare in d... |
| 33458 | Free from gross passion or of mirth or ang... |
| 33459 | Constant in spirit, not swerving with the ... |
| 33460 | Garnish'd and deck'd in modest complement, |
| 33461 | Not working with the eye without the ear, |
| 33462 | And but in purged judgment trusting neither? |
| 33463 | Such and so finely bolted didst thou seem; |
| 33464 | And thus thy fall hath left a kind of blot |
| 33465 | To mark the full-fraught man and best indued |
| 33466 | With some suspicion. I will weep for thee; |
| 33467 | For this revolt of thine, methinks, is like |
| 33468 | Another fall of man. Their faults are open. |
| 33469 | Arrest them to the answer of the law; |
| 33470 | And God acquit them of their practices! |
| 33471 | EXETER. I arrest thee of high treason, by th... |
| 33472 | of Cambridge. |
| 33473 | I arrest thee of high treason, by the name... |
| 33474 | of Masham. |
| 33475 | I arrest thee of high treason, by the name... |
| 33476 | knight, of Northumberland. |
| 33477 | SCROOP. Our purposes God justly hath discove... |
| 33478 | And I repent my fault more than my death; |
| 33479 | Which I beseech your Highness to forgive, |
| 33480 | Although my body pay the price of it. |
| 33481 | CAMBRIDGE. For me, the gold of France did no... |
| 33482 | Although I did admit it as a motive |
| 33483 | The sooner to effect what I intended; |
| 33484 | But God be thanked for prevention, |
| 33485 | Which I in sufferance heartily will rejoice, |
| 33486 | Beseeching God and you to pardon me. |
| 33487 | GREY. Never did faithful subject more rejoice |
| 33488 | At the discovery of most dangerous treason |
| 33489 | Than I do at this hour joy o'er myself, |
| 33490 | Prevented from a damned enterprise. |
| 33491 | My fault, but not my body, pardon, sovereign. |
| 33492 | KING HENRY. God quit you in his mercy! Hear ... |
| 33493 | You have conspir'd against our royal person, |
| 33494 | Join'd with an enemy proclaim'd, and from ... |
| 33495 | Receiv'd the golden earnest of our death; |
| 33496 | Wherein you would have sold your king to s... |
| 33497 | His princes and his peers to servitude, |
| 33498 | His subjects to oppression and contempt, |
| 33499 | And his whole kingdom into desolation. |
| 33500 | Touching our person seek we no revenge; |
| 33501 | But we our kingdom's safety must so tender, |
| 33502 | Whose ruin you have sought, that to her laws |
| 33503 | We do deliver you. Get you therefore hence, |
| 33504 | Poor miserable wretches, to your death; |
| 33505 | The taste whereof God of his mercy give |
| 33506 | You patience to endure, and true repentance |
| 33507 | Of all your dear offences. Bear them hence. |
| 33508 | Exeunt CAMBRIDGE, SCROOP,... |
| 33509 | Now, lords, for France; the enterprise whe... |
| 33510 | Shall be to you as us like glorious. |
| 33511 | We doubt not of a fair and lucky war, |
| 33512 | Since God so graciously hath brought to light |
| 33513 | This dangerous treason, lurking in our way |
| 33514 | To hinder our beginnings; we doubt not now |
| 33515 | But every rub is smoothed on our way. |
| 33516 | Then, forth, dear countrymen; let us deliver |
| 33517 | Our puissance into the hand of God, |
| 33518 | Putting it straight in expedition. |
| 33519 | Cheerly to sea; the signs of war advance; |
| 33520 | No king of England, if not king of France! |
| 33521 | ... |
| 33522 | SCENE III. |
| 33523 | Eastcheap. Before the Boar's Head tavern |
| 33524 | Enter PISTOL, HOSTESS, NYM, BARDOLPH, and Boy |
| 33525 | HOSTESS. Prithee, honey-sweet husband, let m... |
| 33526 | Staines. |
| 33527 | PISTOL. No; for my manly heart doth earn. |
| 33528 | Bardolph, be blithe; Nym, rouse thy vaunti... |
| 33529 | Boy, bristle thy courage up. For Falstaff ... |
| 33530 | And we must earn therefore. |
| 33531 | BARDOLPH. Would I were with him, wheresome'e... |
| 33532 | heaven or in hell! |
| 33533 | HOSTESS. Nay, sure, he's not in hell: he's i... |
| 33534 | ever man went to Arthur's bosom. 'A made a... |
| 33535 | away an it had been any christom child; 'a... |
| 33536 | between twelve and one, ev'n at the turnin... |
| 33537 | after I saw him fumble with the sheets, an... |
| 33538 | and smile upon his fingers' end, I knew th... |
| 33539 | for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a... |
| 33540 | fields. 'How now, Sir John!' quoth I 'What... |
| 33541 | cheer.' So 'a cried out 'God, God, God!' t... |
| 33542 | I, to comfort him, bid him 'a should not t... |
| 33543 | there was no need to trouble himself with ... |
| 33544 | So 'a bade me lay more clothes on his feet... |
| 33545 | the bed and felt them, and they were as co... |
| 33546 | felt to his knees, and so upward and upwar... |
| 33547 | as any stone. |
| 33548 | NYM. They say he cried out of sack. |
| 33549 | HOSTESS. Ay, that 'a did. |
| 33550 | BARDOLPH. And of women. |
| 33551 | HOSTESS. Nay, that 'a did not. |
| 33552 | BOY. Yes, that 'a did, and said they were de... |
| 33553 | HOSTESS. 'A could never abide carnation; 'tw... |
| 33554 | liked. |
| 33555 | BOY. 'A said once the devil would have him a... |
| 33556 | HOSTESS. 'A did in some sort, indeed, handle... |
| 33557 | rheumatic, and talk'd of the Whore of Baby... |
| 33558 | BOY. Do you not remember 'a saw a flea stick... |
| 33559 | and 'a said it was a black soul burning in... |
| 33560 | BARDOLPH. Well, the fuel is gone that mainta... |
| 33561 | all the riches I got in his service. |
| 33562 | NYM. Shall we shog? The King will be gone fr... |
| 33563 | PISTOL. Come, let's away. My love, give me t... |
| 33564 | Look to my chattles and my moveables; |
| 33565 | Let senses rule. The word is 'Pitch and Pay.' |
| 33566 | Trust none; |
| 33567 | For oaths are straws, men's faiths are waf... |
| 33568 | And Holdfast is the only dog, my duck. |
| 33569 | Therefore, Caveto be thy counsellor. |
| 33570 | Go, clear thy crystals. Yoke-fellows in arms, |
| 33571 | Let us to France, like horse-leeches, my b... |
| 33572 | To suck, to suck, the very blood to suck. |
| 33573 | BOY. And that's but unwholesome food, they say. |
| 33574 | PISTOL. Touch her soft mouth and march. |
| 33575 | BARDOLPH. Farewell, hostess. ... |
| 33576 | NYM. I cannot kiss, that is the humour of it... |
| 33577 | PISTOL. Let housewifery appear; keep close, ... |
| 33578 | HOSTESS. Farewell; adieu. ... |
| 33579 | SCENE IV. |
| 33580 | France. The KING'S palace |
| 33581 | Flourish. Enter the FRENCH KING, the DAUPHIN, ... |
| 33582 | and BRITAINE, the CONSTABLE, and others |
| 33583 | FRENCH KING. Thus comes the English with ful... |
| 33584 | And more than carefully it us concerns |
| 33585 | To answer royally in our defences. |
| 33586 | Therefore the Dukes of Berri and of Britaine, |
| 33587 | Of Brabant and of Orleans, shall make forth, |
| 33588 | And you, Prince Dauphin, with all swift di... |
| 33589 | To line and new repair our towns of war |
| 33590 | With men of courage and with means defendant; |
| 33591 | For England his approaches makes as fierce |
| 33592 | As waters to the sucking of a gulf. |
| 33593 | It fits us, then, to be as provident |
| 33594 | As fear may teach us, out of late examples |
| 33595 | Left by the fatal and neglected English |
| 33596 | Upon our fields. |
| 33597 | DAUPHIN. My most redoubted father, |
| 33598 | It is most meet we arm us 'gainst the foe; |
| 33599 | For peace itself should not so dull a king... |
| 33600 | Though war nor no known quarrel were in qu... |
| 33601 | But that defences, musters, preparations, |
| 33602 | Should be maintain'd, assembled, and colle... |
| 33603 | As were a war in expectation. |
| 33604 | Therefore, I say, 'tis meet we all go forth |
| 33605 | To view the sick and feeble parts of France; |
| 33606 | And let us do it with no show of fear- |
| 33607 | No, with no more than if we heard that Eng... |
| 33608 | Were busied with a Whitsun morris-dance; |
| 33609 | For, my good liege, she is so idly king'd, |
| 33610 | Her sceptre so fantastically borne |
| 33611 | By a vain, giddy, shallow, humorous youth, |
| 33612 | That fear attends her not. |
| 33613 | CONSTABLE. O peace, Prince Dauphin! |
| 33614 | You are too much mistaken in this king. |
| 33615 | Question your Grace the late ambassadors |
| 33616 | With what great state he heard their embassy, |
| 33617 | How well supplied with noble counsellors, |
| 33618 | How modest in exception, and withal |
| 33619 | How terrible in constant resolution, |
| 33620 | And you shall find his vanities forespent |
| 33621 | Were but the outside of the Roman Brutus, |
| 33622 | Covering discretion with a coat of folly; |
| 33623 | As gardeners do with ordure hide those roots |
| 33624 | That shall first spring and be most delicate. |
| 33625 | DAUPHIN. Well, 'tis not so, my Lord High Con... |
| 33626 | But though we think it so, it is no matter. |
| 33627 | In cases of defence 'tis best to weigh |
| 33628 | The enemy more mighty than he seems; |
| 33629 | So the proportions of defence are fill'd; |
| 33630 | Which of a weak and niggardly projection |
| 33631 | Doth like a miser spoil his coat with scan... |
| 33632 | A little cloth. |
| 33633 | FRENCH KING. Think we King Harry strong; |
| 33634 | And, Princes, look you strongly arm to mee... |
| 33635 | The kindred of him hath been flesh'd upon us; |
| 33636 | And he is bred out of that bloody strain |
| 33637 | That haunted us in our familiar paths. |
| 33638 | Witness our too much memorable shame |
| 33639 | When Cressy battle fatally was struck, |
| 33640 | And all our princes capdv'd by the hand |
| 33641 | Of that black name, Edward, Black Prince o... |
| 33642 | Whiles that his mountain sire- on mountain... |
| 33643 | Up in the air, crown'd with the golden sun- |
| 33644 | Saw his heroical seed, and smil'd to see him, |
| 33645 | Mangle the work of nature, and deface |
| 33646 | The patterns that by God and by French fat... |
| 33647 | Had twenty years been made. This is a stern |
| 33648 | Of that victorious stock; and let us fear |
| 33649 | The native mightiness and fate of him. |
| 33650 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 33651 | MESSENGER. Ambassadors from Harry King of En... |
| 33652 | Do crave admittance to your Majesty. |
| 33653 | FRENCH KING. We'll give them present audienc... |
| 33654 | Exeunt MESSENGER... |
| 33655 | You see this chase is hotly followed, frie... |
| 33656 | DAUPHIN. Turn head and stop pursuit; for cow... |
| 33657 | Most spend their mouths when what they see... |
| 33658 | Runs far before them. Good my sovereign, |
| 33659 | Take up the English short, and let them know |
| 33660 | Of what a monarchy you are the head. |
| 33661 | Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin |
| 33662 | As self-neglecting. |
| 33663 | Re-enter LORDS, with EXETER and... |
| 33664 | FRENCH KING. From our brother of England? |
| 33665 | EXETER. From him, and thus he greets your Ma... |
| 33666 | He wills you, in the name of God Almighty, |
| 33667 | That you divest yourself, and lay apart |
| 33668 | The borrowed glories that by gift of heaven, |
| 33669 | By law of nature and of nations, 'longs |
| 33670 | To him and to his heirs- namely, the crown, |
| 33671 | And all wide-stretched honours that pertain, |
| 33672 | By custom and the ordinance of times, |
| 33673 | Unto the crown of France. That you may know |
| 33674 | 'Tis no sinister nor no awkward claim, |
| 33675 | Pick'd from the worm-holes of long-vanish'... |
| 33676 | Nor from the dust of old oblivion rak'd, |
| 33677 | He sends you this most memorable line, ... |
| 33678 | In every branch truly demonstrative; |
| 33679 | Willing you overlook this pedigree. |
| 33680 | And when you find him evenly deriv'd |
| 33681 | From his most fam'd of famous ancestors, |
| 33682 | Edward the Third, he bids you then resign |
| 33683 | Your crown and kingdom, indirectly held |
| 33684 | From him, the native and true challenger. |
| 33685 | FRENCH KING. Or else what follows? |
| 33686 | EXETER. Bloody constraint; for if you hide t... |
| 33687 | Even in your hearts, there will he rake fo... |
| 33688 | Therefore in fierce tempest is he coming, |
| 33689 | In thunder and in earthquake, like a Jove, |
| 33690 | That if requiring fail, he will compel; |
| 33691 | And bids you, in the bowels of the Lord, |
| 33692 | Deliver up the crown; and to take mercy |
| 33693 | On the poor souls for whom this hungry war |
| 33694 | Opens his vasty jaws; and on your head |
| 33695 | Turning the widows' tears, the orphans' cr... |
| 33696 | The dead men's blood, the privy maidens' g... |
| 33697 | For husbands, fathers, and betrothed lovers, |
| 33698 | That shall be swallowed in this controversy. |
| 33699 | This is his claim, his threat'ning, and my... |
| 33700 | Unless the Dauphin be in presence here, |
| 33701 | To whom expressly I bring greeting too. |
| 33702 | FRENCH KING. For us, we will consider of thi... |
| 33703 | To-morrow shall you bear our full intent |
| 33704 | Back to our brother of England. |
| 33705 | DAUPHIN. For the Dauphin: |
| 33706 | I stand here for him. What to him from Eng... |
| 33707 | EXETER. Scorn and defiance, slight regard, c... |
| 33708 | And anything that may not misbecome |
| 33709 | The mighty sender, doth he prize you at. |
| 33710 | Thus says my king: an if your father's Hig... |
| 33711 | Do not, in grant of all demands at large, |
| 33712 | Sweeten the bitter mock you sent his Majesty, |
| 33713 | He'll call you to so hot an answer of it |
| 33714 | That caves and womby vaultages of France |
| 33715 | Shall chide your trespass and return your ... |
| 33716 | In second accent of his ordinance. |
| 33717 | DAUPHIN. Say, if my father render fair return, |
| 33718 | It is against my will; for I desire |
| 33719 | Nothing but odds with England. To that end, |
| 33720 | As matching to his youth and vanity, |
| 33721 | I did present him with the Paris balls. |
| 33722 | EXETER. He'll make your Paris Louvre shake f... |
| 33723 | Were it the mistress court of mighty Europe; |
| 33724 | And be assur'd you'll find a difference, |
| 33725 | As we his subjects have in wonder found, |
| 33726 | Between the promise of his greener days |
| 33727 | And these he masters now. Now he weighs time |
| 33728 | Even to the utmost grain; that you shall read |
| 33729 | In your own losses, if he stay in France. |
| 33730 | FRENCH KING. To-morrow shall you know our mi... |
| 33731 | EXETER. Dispatch us with all speed, lest tha... |
| 33732 | Come here himself to question our delay; |
| 33733 | For he is footed in this land already. |
| 33734 | FRENCH KING. You shall be soon dispatch'd wi... |
| 33735 | A night is but small breath and little pause |
| 33736 | To answer matters of this consequence. ... |
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| 33739 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 33740 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 33741 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 33742 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 33745 | ACT III. PROLOGUE. |
| 33746 | Flourish. Enter CHORUS |
| 33747 | CHORUS. Thus with imagin'd wing our swift sc... |
| 33748 | In motion of no less celerity |
| 33749 | Than that of thought. Suppose that you hav... |
| 33750 | The well-appointed King at Hampton pier |
| 33751 | Embark his royalty; and his brave fleet |
| 33752 | With silken streamers the young Phorbus fa... |
| 33753 | Play with your fancies; and in them behold |
| 33754 | Upon the hempen tackle ship-boys climbing; |
| 33755 | Hear the shrill whistle which doth order give |
| 33756 | To sounds confus'd; behold the threaden sa... |
| 33757 | Borne with th' invisible and creeping wind, |
| 33758 | Draw the huge bottoms through the furrowed... |
| 33759 | Breasting the lofty surge. O, do but think |
| 33760 | You stand upon the rivage and behold |
| 33761 | A city on th' inconstant billows dancing; |
| 33762 | For so appears this fleet majestical, |
| 33763 | Holding due course to Harfleur. Follow, fo... |
| 33764 | Grapple your minds to sternage of this navy |
| 33765 | And leave your England as dead midnight st... |
| 33766 | Guarded with grandsires, babies, and old w... |
| 33767 | Either past or not arriv'd to pith and pui... |
| 33768 | For who is he whose chin is but enrich'd |
| 33769 | With one appearing hair that will not follow |
| 33770 | These cull'd and choice-drawn cavaliers to... |
| 33771 | Work, work your thoughts, and therein see ... |
| 33772 | Behold the ordnance on their carriages, |
| 33773 | With fatal mouths gaping on girded Harfleur. |
| 33774 | Suppose th' ambassador from the French com... |
| 33775 | Tells Harry that the King doth offer him |
| 33776 | Katherine his daughter, and with her to dowry |
| 33777 | Some petty and unprofitable dukedoms. |
| 33778 | The offer likes not; and the nimble gunner |
| 33779 | With linstock now the devilish cannon touc... |
| 33780 | [Alarum, an... |
| 33781 | And down goes an before them. Still be kind, |
| 33782 | And eke out our performance with your mind... |
| 33783 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 33784 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 33785 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 33786 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 33787 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 33788 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 33789 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
| 33790 | SERVICE THAT CHARGES FOR DOWNLOAD TIME OR FOR ... |
| 33791 | SCENE I. |
| 33792 | France. Before Harfleur |
| 33793 | Alarum. Enter the KING, EXETER, BEDFORD, GLOUC... |
| 33794 | and soldiers with scaling-ladders |
| 33795 | KING. Once more unto the breach, dear friend... |
| 33796 | Or close the wall up with our English dead. |
| 33797 | In peace there's nothing so becomes a man |
| 33798 | As modest stillness and humility; |
| 33799 | But when the blast of war blows in our ears, |
| 33800 | Then imitate the action of the tiger: |
| 33801 | Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, |
| 33802 | Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; |
| 33803 | Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; |
| 33804 | Let it pry through the portage of the head |
| 33805 | Like the brass cannon: let the brow o'erwh... |
| 33806 | As fearfully as doth a galled rock |
| 33807 | O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, |
| 33808 | Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. |
| 33809 | Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril ... |
| 33810 | Hold hard the breath, and bend up every sp... |
| 33811 | To his full height. On, on, you noblest En... |
| 33812 | Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof- |
| 33813 | Fathers that like so many Alexanders |
| 33814 | Have in these parts from morn till even fo... |
| 33815 | And sheath'd their swords for lack of argu... |
| 33816 | Dishonour not your mothers; now attest |
| 33817 | That those whom you call'd fathers did beg... |
| 33818 | Be copy now to men of grosser blood, |
| 33819 | And teach them how to war. And you, good y... |
| 33820 | Whose limbs were made in England, show us ... |
| 33821 | The mettle of your pasture; let us swear |
| 33822 | That you are worth your breeding- which I ... |
| 33823 | For there is none of you so mean and base |
| 33824 | That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. |
| 33825 | I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, |
| 33826 | Straining upon the start. The game's afoot: |
| 33827 | Follow your spirit; and upon this charge |
| 33828 | Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint Geo... |
| 33829 | [Exeunt. Alarum, an... |
| 33830 | SCENE II. |
| 33831 | Before Harfleur |
| 33832 | Enter NYM, BARDOLPH, PISTOL, and BOY |
| 33833 | BARDOLPH. On, on, on, on, on! to the breach,... |
| 33834 | NYM. Pray thee, Corporal, stay; the knocks a... |
| 33835 | mine own part I have not a case of lives. ... |
| 33836 | hot; that is the very plain-song of it. |
| 33837 | PISTOL. The plain-song is most just; for hum... |
| 33838 | Knocks go and come; God's vassals drop... |
| 33839 | And sword and shield |
| 33840 | In bloody field |
| 33841 | Doth win immortal fame. |
| 33842 | BOY. Would I were in an alehouse in London! ... |
| 33843 | fame for a pot of ale and safety. |
| 33844 | PISTOL. And I: |
| 33845 | If wishes would prevail with me, |
| 33846 | My purpose should not fail with... |
| 33847 | But thither would I hie. |
| 33848 | BOY. As duly, but not as truly, |
| 33849 | As bird doth sing on bough. |
| 33850 | Enter FLUELLEN |
| 33851 | FLUELLEN. Up to the breach, you dogs! |
| 33852 | Avaunt, you cullions! [Dri... |
| 33853 | PISTOL. Be merciful, great duke, to men of m... |
| 33854 | Abate thy rage, abate thy manly rage; |
| 33855 | Abate thy rage, great duke. |
| 33856 | Good bawcock, bate thy rage. Use lenity, s... |
| 33857 | NYM. These be good humours. Your honour wins... |
| 33858 | ... |
| 33859 | BOY. As young as I am, I have observ'd these... |
| 33860 | boy to them all three; but all they three,... |
| 33861 | serve me, could not be man to me; for inde... |
| 33862 | not amount to a man. For Bardolph, he is w... |
| 33863 | red-fac'd; by the means whereof 'a faces i... |
| 33864 | For Pistol, he hath a killing tongue and a... |
| 33865 | means whereof 'a breaks words and keeps wh... |
| 33866 | he hath heard that men of few words are th... |
| 33867 | therefore he scorns to say his prayers les... |
| 33868 | a coward; but his few bad words are match'... |
| 33869 | deeds; for 'a never broke any man's head b... |
| 33870 | was against a post when he was drunk. They... |
| 33871 | and call it purchase. Bardolph stole a lut... |
| 33872 | leagues, and sold it for three halfpence. ... |
| 33873 | sworn brothers in filching, and in Calais ... |
| 33874 | fire-shovel; I knew by that piece of servi... |
| 33875 | coals. They would have me as familiar with... |
| 33876 | gloves or their handkerchers; which makes ... |
| 33877 | manhood, if I should take from another's p... |
| 33878 | for it is plain pocketing up of wrongs. I ... |
| 33879 | seek some better service; their villainy g... |
| 33880 | stomach, and therefore I must cast it up. ... |
| 33881 | Re-enter FLUELLEN, GOWER foll... |
| 33882 | GOWER. Captain Fluellen, you must come prese... |
| 33883 | Duke of Gloucester would speak with you. |
| 33884 | FLUELLEN. To the mines! Tell you the Duke it... |
| 33885 | to the mines; for, look you, the mines is ... |
| 33886 | disciplines of the war; the concavities of... |
| 33887 | For, look you, th' athversary- you may dis... |
| 33888 | look you- is digt himself four yard under ... |
| 33889 | Cheshu, I think 'a will plow up all, if th... |
| 33890 | directions. |
| 33891 | GOWER. The Duke of Gloucester, to whom the o... |
| 33892 | given, is altogether directed by an Irishm... |
| 33893 | gentleman, i' faith. |
| 33894 | FLUELLEN. It is Captain Macmorris, is it not? |
| 33895 | GOWER. I think it be. |
| 33896 | FLUELLEN. By Cheshu, he is an ass, as in the... |
| 33897 | as much in his beard; he has no more direc... |
| 33898 | disciplines of the wars, look you, of the ... |
| 33899 | is a puppy-dog. |
| 33900 | Enter MACMORRIS and CAPTAIN JAMY |
| 33901 | GOWER. Here 'a comes; and the Scots captain,... |
| 33902 | him. |
| 33903 | FLUELLEN. Captain Jamy is a marvellous falor... |
| 33904 | certain, and of great expedition and knowl... |
| 33905 | wars, upon my particular knowledge of his ... |
| 33906 | he will maintain his argument as well as a... |
| 33907 | world, in the disciplines of the pristine ... |
| 33908 | JAMY. I say gud day, Captain Fluellen. |
| 33909 | FLUELLEN. God-den to your worship, good Capt... |
| 33910 | GOWER. How now, Captain Macmorris! Have you ... |
| 33911 | the pioneers given o'er? |
| 33912 | MACMORRIS. By Chrish, la, tish ill done! The... |
| 33913 | the trompet sound the retreat. By my hand,... |
| 33914 | father's soul, the work ish ill done; it i... |
| 33915 | have blowed up the town, so Chrish save me... |
| 33916 | tish ill done, tish ill done; by my hand, ... |
| 33917 | FLUELLEN. Captain Macmorris, I beseech you n... |
| 33918 | me, look you, a few disputations with you,... |
| 33919 | concerning the disciplines of the war, the... |
| 33920 | of argument, look you, and friendly commun... |
| 33921 | satisfy my opinion, and partly for the sat... |
| 33922 | my mind, as touching the direction of the ... |
| 33923 | that is the point. |
| 33924 | JAMY. It sall be vary gud, gud feith, gud ca... |
| 33925 | quit you with gud leve, as I may pick occa... |
| 33926 | marry. |
| 33927 | MACMORRIS. It is no time to discourse, so Ch... |
| 33928 | is hot, and the weather, and the wars, and... |
| 33929 | Dukes; it is no time to discourse. The tow... |
| 33930 | trumpet call us to the breach; and we talk... |
| 33931 | nothing. 'Tis shame for us all, so God sa'... |
| 33932 | stand still; it is shame, by my hand; and ... |
| 33933 | cut, and works to be done; and there ish n... |
| 33934 | sa' me, la. |
| 33935 | JAMY. By the mess, ere theise eyes of mine t... |
| 33936 | slomber, ay'll de gud service, or I'll lig... |
| 33937 | ay, or go to death. And I'll pay't as valo... |
| 33938 | sall I suerly do, that is the breff and th... |
| 33939 | full fain heard some question 'tween you t... |
| 33940 | FLUELLEN. Captain Macmorris, I think, look y... |
| 33941 | correction, there is not many of your nation- |
| 33942 | MACMORRIS. Of my nation? What ish my nation?... |
| 33943 | bastard, and a knave, and a rascal. What i... |
| 33944 | of my nation? |
| 33945 | FLUELLEN. Look you, if you take the matter o... |
| 33946 | Captain Macmorris, peradventure I shall th... |
| 33947 | with that affability as in discretion you ... |
| 33948 | you; being as good a man as yourself, both... |
| 33949 | war and in the derivation of my birth, and... |
| 33950 | particularities. |
| 33951 | MACMORRIS. I do not know you so good a man a... |
| 33952 | Chrish save me, I will cut off your head. |
| 33953 | GOWER. Gentlemen both, you will mistake each... |
| 33954 | JAMY. Ah! that's a foul fault. ... |
| 33955 | GOWER. The town sounds a parley. |
| 33956 | FLUELLEN. Captain Macmorris, when there is m... |
| 33957 | to be required, look you, I will be so bol... |
| 33958 | the disciplines of war; and there is an en... |
| 33959 | SCENE III. |
| 33960 | Before the gates of Harfleur |
| 33961 | Enter the GOVERNOR and some citizens on the wa... |
| 33962 | and all his train before the gates |
| 33963 | KING HENRY. How yet resolves the Governor of... |
| 33964 | This is the latest parle we will admit; |
| 33965 | Therefore to our best mercy give yourselves |
| 33966 | Or, like to men proud of destruction, |
| 33967 | Defy us to our worst; for, as I am a soldier, |
| 33968 | A name that in my thoughts becomes me best, |
| 33969 | If I begin the batt'ry once again, |
| 33970 | I will not leave the half-achieved Harfleur |
| 33971 | Till in her ashes she lie buried. |
| 33972 | The gates of mercy shall be all shut up, |
| 33973 | And the flesh'd soldier, rough and hard of... |
| 33974 | In liberty of bloody hand shall range |
| 33975 | With conscience wide as hell, mowing like ... |
| 33976 | Your fresh fair virgins and your flow'ring... |
| 33977 | What is it then to me if impious war, |
| 33978 | Array'd in flames, like to the prince of f... |
| 33979 | Do, with his smirch'd complexion, all fell... |
| 33980 | Enlink'd to waste and desolation? |
| 33981 | What is't to me when you yourselves are ca... |
| 33982 | If your pure maidens fall into the hand |
| 33983 | Of hot and forcing violation? |
| 33984 | What rein can hold licentious wickednes |
| 33985 | When down the hill he holds his fierce car... |
| 33986 | We may as bootless spend our vain command |
| 33987 | Upon th' enraged soldiers in their spoil, |
| 33988 | As send precepts to the Leviathan |
| 33989 | To come ashore. Therefore, you men of Harf... |
| 33990 | Take pity of your town and of your people |
| 33991 | Whiles yet my soldiers are in my command; |
| 33992 | Whiles yet the cool and temperate wind of ... |
| 33993 | O'erblows the filthy and contagious clouds |
| 33994 | Of heady murder, spoil, and villainy. |
| 33995 | If not- why, in a moment look to see |
| 33996 | The blind and bloody with foul hand |
| 33997 | Defile the locks of your shrill-shrieking ... |
| 33998 | Your fathers taken by the silver beards, |
| 33999 | And their most reverend heads dash'd to th... |
| 34000 | Your naked infants spitted upon pikes, |
| 34001 | Whiles the mad mothers with their howls co... |
| 34002 | Do break the clouds, as did the wives of J... |
| 34003 | At Herod's bloody-hunting slaughtermen. |
| 34004 | What say you? Will you yield, and this avoid? |
| 34005 | Or, guilty in defence, be thus destroy'd? |
| 34006 | GOVERNOR. Our expectation hath this day an end: |
| 34007 | The Dauphin, whom of succours we entreated, |
| 34008 | Returns us that his powers are yet not ready |
| 34009 | To raise so great a siege. Therefore, grea... |
| 34010 | We yield our town and lives to thy soft me... |
| 34011 | Enter our gates; dispose of us and ours; |
| 34012 | For we no longer are defensible. |
| 34013 | KING HENRY. Open your gates. [Exit GOVERNOR]... |
| 34014 | Go you and enter Harfleur; there remain, |
| 34015 | And fortify it strongly 'gainst the French; |
| 34016 | Use mercy to them all. For us, dear uncle, |
| 34017 | The winter coming on, and sickness growing |
| 34018 | Upon our soldiers, we will retire to Calais. |
| 34019 | To-night in Harfleur will we be your guest; |
| 34020 | To-morrow for the march are we addrest. |
| 34021 | [Flourish. The KING and his tra... |
| 34022 | SCENE IV. |
| 34023 | Rouen. The FRENCH KING'S palace |
| 34024 | Enter KATHERINE and ALICE |
| 34025 | KATHERINE. Alice, tu as ete en Angleterre, e... |
| 34026 | langage. |
| 34027 | ALICE. Un peu, madame. |
| 34028 | KATHERINE. Je te prie, m'enseignez; il faut ... |
| 34029 | parler. Comment appelez-vous la main en An... |
| 34030 | ALICE. La main? Elle est appelee de hand. |
| 34031 | KATHERINE. De hand. Et les doigts? |
| 34032 | ALICE. Les doigts? Ma foi, j'oublie les doig... |
| 34033 | souviendrai. Les doigts? Je pense qu'ils s... |
| 34034 | oui, de fingres. |
| 34035 | KATHERINE. La main, de hand; les doigts, de ... |
| 34036 | je suis le bon ecolier; j'ai gagne deux mo... |
| 34037 | Comment appelez-vous les ongles? |
| 34038 | ALICE. Les ongles? Nous les appelons de nails. |
| 34039 | KATHERINE. De nails. Ecoutez; dites-moi si j... |
| 34040 | de fingres, et de nails. |
| 34041 | ALICE. C'est bien dit, madame; il est fort b... |
| 34042 | KATHERINE. Dites-moi l'Anglais pour le bras. |
| 34043 | ALICE. De arm, madame. |
| 34044 | KATHERINE. Et le coude? |
| 34045 | ALICE. D'elbow. |
| 34046 | KATHERINE. D'elbow. Je m'en fais la repetiti... |
| 34047 | vous m'avez appris des a present. |
| 34048 | ALICE. Il est trop difficile, madame, comme ... |
| 34049 | KATHERINE. Excusez-moi, Alice; ecoutez: d'ha... |
| 34050 | nails, d'arma, de bilbow. |
| 34051 | ALICE. D'elbow, madame. |
| 34052 | KATHERINE. O Seigneur Dieu, je m'en oublie! ... |
| 34053 | Comment appelez-vous le col? |
| 34054 | ALICE. De nick, madame. |
| 34055 | KATHERINE. De nick. Et le menton? |
| 34056 | ALICE. De chin. |
| 34057 | KATHERINE. De sin. Le col, de nick; le mento... |
| 34058 | ALICE. Oui. Sauf votre honneur, en verite, v... |
| 34059 | aussi droit que les natifs d'Angleterre. |
| 34060 | KATHERINE. Je ne doute point d'apprendre, pa... |
| 34061 | en peu de temps. |
| 34062 | ALICE. N'avez-vous pas deja oublie ce que je... |
| 34063 | KATHERINE. Non, je reciterai a vous promptem... |
| 34064 | de mails- |
| 34065 | ALICE. De nails, madame. |
| 34066 | KATHERINE. De nails, de arm, de ilbow. |
| 34067 | ALICE. Sauf votre honneur, d'elbow. |
| 34068 | KATHERINE. Ainsi dis-je; d'elbow, de nick, e... |
| 34069 | appelez-vous le pied et la robe? |
| 34070 | ALICE. Le foot, madame; et le count. |
| 34071 | KATHERINE. Le foot et le count. O Seigneur D... |
| 34072 | son mauvais, corruptible, gros, et impudiq... |
| 34073 | dames d'honneur d'user: je ne voudrais pro... |
| 34074 | les seigneurs de France pour tout le monde... |
| 34075 | count! Neanmoins, je reciterai une autre f... |
| 34076 | d'hand, de fingre, de nails, d'arm, d'elbo... |
| 34077 | foot, le count. |
| 34078 | ALICE. Excellent, madame! |
| 34079 | KATHERINE. C'est assez pour une fois: allons... |
| 34080 | ... |
| 34081 | SCENE V. |
| 34082 | The FRENCH KING'S palace |
| 34083 | Enter the KING OF FRANCE, the DAUPHIN, DUKE OF... |
| 34084 | the CONSTABLE OF FRANCE, and others |
| 34085 | FRENCH KING. 'Tis certain he hath pass'd the... |
| 34086 | CONSTABLE. And if he be not fought withal, m... |
| 34087 | Let us not live in France; let us quit an, |
| 34088 | And give our vineyards to a barbarous people. |
| 34089 | DAUPHIN. O Dieu vivant! Shall a few sprays o... |
| 34090 | The emptying of our fathers' luxury, |
| 34091 | Our scions, put in wild and savage stock, |
| 34092 | Spirt up so suddenly into the clouds, |
| 34093 | And overlook their grafters? |
| 34094 | BRITAINE. Normans, but bastard Normans, Norm... |
| 34095 | Mort Dieu, ma vie! if they march along |
| 34096 | Unfought withal, but I will sell my dukedom |
| 34097 | To buy a slobb'ry and a dirty farm |
| 34098 | In that nook-shotten isle of Albion. |
| 34099 | CONSTABLE. Dieu de batailles! where have the... |
| 34100 | Is not their climate foggy, raw, and dull; |
| 34101 | On whom, as in despite, the sun looks pale, |
| 34102 | Killing their fruit with frowns? Can sodde... |
| 34103 | A drench for sur-rein'd jades, their barle... |
| 34104 | Decoct their cold blood to such valiant heat? |
| 34105 | And shall our quick blood, spirited with w... |
| 34106 | Seem frosty? O, for honour of our land, |
| 34107 | Let us not hang like roping icicles |
| 34108 | Upon our houses' thatch, whiles a more fro... |
| 34109 | Sweat drops of gallant youth in our rich f... |
| 34110 | Poor we call them in their native lords! |
| 34111 | DAUPHIN. By faith and honour, |
| 34112 | Our madams mock at us and plainly say |
| 34113 | Our mettle is bred out, and they will give |
| 34114 | Their bodies to the lust of English youth |
| 34115 | To new-store France with bastard warriors. |
| 34116 | BRITAINE. They bid us to the English dancing... |
| 34117 | And teach lavoltas high and swift corantos, |
| 34118 | Saying our grace is only in our heels |
| 34119 | And that we are most lofty runaways. |
| 34120 | FRENCH KING. Where is Montjoy the herald? Sp... |
| 34121 | Let him greet England with our sharp defia... |
| 34122 | Up, Princes, and, with spirit of honour edged |
| 34123 | More sharper than your swords, hie to the ... |
| 34124 | Charles Delabreth, High Constable of France; |
| 34125 | You Dukes of Orleans, Bourbon, and of Berri, |
| 34126 | Alengon, Brabant, Bar, and Burgundy; |
| 34127 | Jaques Chatillon, Rambures, Vaudemont, |
| 34128 | Beaumont, Grandpre, Roussi, and Fauconbridge, |
| 34129 | Foix, Lestrake, Bouciqualt, and Charolois; |
| 34130 | High dukes, great princes, barons, lords, ... |
| 34131 | For your great seats now quit you of great... |
| 34132 | Bar Harry England, that sweeps through our... |
| 34133 | With pennons painted in the blood of Harfl... |
| 34134 | Rush on his host as doth the melted snow |
| 34135 | Upon the valleys, whose low vassal seat |
| 34136 | The Alps doth spit and void his rheum upon; |
| 34137 | Go down upon him, you have power enough, |
| 34138 | And in a captive chariot into Rouen |
| 34139 | Bring him our prisoner. |
| 34140 | CONSTABLE. This becomes the great. |
| 34141 | Sorry am I his numbers are so few, |
| 34142 | His soldiers sick and famish'd in their ma... |
| 34143 | For I am sure, when he shall see our army, |
| 34144 | He'll drop his heart into the sink of fear, |
| 34145 | And for achievement offer us his ransom. |
| 34146 | FRENCH KING. Therefore, Lord Constable, hast... |
| 34147 | And let him say to England that we send |
| 34148 | To know what willing ransom he will give. |
| 34149 | Prince Dauphin, you shall stay with us in ... |
| 34150 | DAUPHIN. Not so, I do beseech your Majesty. |
| 34151 | FRENCH KING. Be patient, for you shall remai... |
| 34152 | Now forth, Lord Constable and Princes all, |
| 34153 | And quickly bring us word of England's fal... |
| 34154 | SCENE VI. |
| 34155 | The English camp in Picardy |
| 34156 | Enter CAPTAINS, English and Welsh, GOWER and F... |
| 34157 | GOWER. How now, Captain Fluellen! Come you f... |
| 34158 | FLUELLEN. I assure you there is very excelle... |
| 34159 | at the bridge. |
| 34160 | GOWER. Is the Duke of Exeter safe? |
| 34161 | FLUELLEN. The Duke of Exeter is as magnanimo... |
| 34162 | man that I love and honour with my soul, a... |
| 34163 | duty, and my live, and my living, and my u... |
| 34164 | not- God be praised and blessed!- any hurt... |
| 34165 | keeps the bridge most valiantly, with exce... |
| 34166 | is an aunchient Lieutenant there at the br... |
| 34167 | very conscience he is as valiant a man as ... |
| 34168 | man of no estimation in the world; but I d... |
| 34169 | gallant service. |
| 34170 | GOWER. What do you call him? |
| 34171 | FLUELLEN. He is call'd Aunchient Pistol. |
| 34172 | GOWER. I know him not. |
| 34173 | Enter PISTOL |
| 34174 | FLUELLEN. Here is the man. |
| 34175 | PISTOL. Captain, I thee beseech to do me fav... |
| 34176 | The Duke of Exeter doth love thee well. |
| 34177 | FLUELLEN. Ay, I praise God; and I have merit... |
| 34178 | hands. |
| 34179 | PISTOL. Bardolph, a soldier, firm and sound ... |
| 34180 | And of buxom valour, hath by cruel fate |
| 34181 | And giddy Fortune's furious fickle wheel, |
| 34182 | That goddess blind, |
| 34183 | That stands upon the rolling restless stone- |
| 34184 | FLUELLEN. By your patience, Aunchient Pistol... |
| 34185 | blind, with a muffler afore her eyes, to s... |
| 34186 | Fortune is blind; and she is painted also ... |
| 34187 | signify to you, which is the moral of it, ... |
| 34188 | and inconstant, and mutability, and variat... |
| 34189 | you, is fixed upon a spherical stone, whic... |
| 34190 | rolls. In good truth, the poet makes a mos... |
| 34191 | of it: Fortune is an excellent moral. |
| 34192 | PISTOL. Fortune is Bardolph's foe, and frown... |
| 34193 | For he hath stol'n a pax, and hanged must ... |
| 34194 | A damned death! |
| 34195 | Let gallows gape for dog; let man go free, |
| 34196 | And let not hemp his windpipe suffocate. |
| 34197 | But Exeter hath given the doom of death |
| 34198 | For pax of little price. |
| 34199 | Therefore, go speak- the Duke will hear th... |
| 34200 | And let not Bardolph's vital thread be cut |
| 34201 | With edge of penny cord and vile reproach. |
| 34202 | Speak, Captain, for his life, and I will t... |
| 34203 | FLUELLEN. Aunchient Pistol, I do partly unde... |
| 34204 | PISTOL. Why then, rejoice therefore. |
| 34205 | FLUELLEN. Certainly, Aunchient, it is not a ... |
| 34206 | for if, look you, he were my brother, I wo... |
| 34207 | use his good pleasure, and put him to exec... |
| 34208 | ought to be used. |
| 34209 | PISTOL. Die and be damn'd! and figo for thy ... |
| 34210 | FLUELLEN. It is well. |
| 34211 | PISTOL. The fig of Spain! ... |
| 34212 | FLUELLEN. Very good. |
| 34213 | GOWER. Why, this is an arrant counterfeit ra... |
| 34214 | now- a bawd, a cutpurse. |
| 34215 | FLUELLEN. I'll assure you, 'a utt'red as pra... |
| 34216 | as you shall see in a summer's day. But it... |
| 34217 | has spoke to me, that is well, I warrant y... |
| 34218 | GOWER. Why, 'tis a gull a fool a rogue, that... |
| 34219 | the wars to grace himself, at his return i... |
| 34220 | form of a soldier. And such fellows are pe... |
| 34221 | commanders' names; and they will learn you... |
| 34222 | were done- at such and such a sconce, at s... |
| 34223 | convoy; who came off bravely, who was shot... |
| 34224 | terms the enemy stood on; and this they co... |
| 34225 | phrase of war, which they trick up with ne... |
| 34226 | a beard of the General's cut and a horrid ... |
| 34227 | do among foaming bottles and ale-wash'd wi... |
| 34228 | thought on. But you must learn to know suc... |
| 34229 | or else you may be marvellously mistook. |
| 34230 | FLUELLEN. I tell you what, Captain Gower, I ... |
| 34231 | the man that he would gladly make show to ... |
| 34232 | find a hole in his coat I will tell him my... |
| 34233 | Hark you, the King is coming; and I must s... |
| 34234 | pridge. |
| 34235 | Drum and colours. Enter the KING and ... |
| 34236 | and GLOUCESTER |
| 34237 | God pless your Majesty! |
| 34238 | KING HENRY. How now, Fluellen! Cam'st thou f... |
| 34239 | FLUELLEN. Ay, so please your Majesty. The Du... |
| 34240 | gallantly maintain'd the pridge; the Frenc... |
| 34241 | you, and there is gallant and most prave p... |
| 34242 | athversary was have possession of the prid... |
| 34243 | to retire, and the Duke of Exeter is maste... |
| 34244 | tell your Majesty the Duke is a prave man. |
| 34245 | KING HENRY. What men have you lost, Fluellen! |
| 34246 | FLUELLEN. The perdition of th' athversary ha... |
| 34247 | reasonable great; marry, for my part, I th... |
| 34248 | never a man, but one that is like to be ex... |
| 34249 | church- one Bardolph, if your Majesty know... |
| 34250 | all bubukles, and whelks, and knobs, and f... |
| 34251 | lips blows at his nose, and it is like a c... |
| 34252 | plue and sometimes red; but his nose is ex... |
| 34253 | out. |
| 34254 | KING HENRY. We would have all such offenders... |
| 34255 | give express charge that in our marches th... |
| 34256 | be nothing compell'd from the villages, no... |
| 34257 | for, none of the French upbraided or abuse... |
| 34258 | language; for when lenity and cruelty play... |
| 34259 | gentler gamester is the soonest winner. |
| 34260 | Tucket. Enter MONTJOY |
| 34261 | MONTJOY. You know me by my habit. |
| 34262 | KING HENRY. Well then, I know thee; what sha... |
| 34263 | MONTJOY. My master's mind. |
| 34264 | KING HENRY. Unfold it. |
| 34265 | MONTJOY. Thus says my king. Say thou to Harr... |
| 34266 | seem'd dead we did but sleep; advantage is... |
| 34267 | rashness. Tell him we could have rebuk'd h... |
| 34268 | that we thought not good to bruise an inju... |
| 34269 | ripe. Now we speak upon our cue, and our v... |
| 34270 | England shall repent his folly, see his we... |
| 34271 | sufferance. Bid him therefore consider of ... |
| 34272 | proportion the losses we have borne, the s... |
| 34273 | the disgrace we have digested; which, in w... |
| 34274 | pettiness would bow under. For our losses ... |
| 34275 | poor; for th' effusion of our blood, the m... |
| 34276 | too faint a number; and for our disgrace, ... |
| 34277 | at our feet but a weak and worthless satis... |
| 34278 | defiance; and tell him, for conclusion, he... |
| 34279 | followers, whose condemnation is pronounc'... |
| 34280 | master; so much my office. |
| 34281 | KING HENRY. What is thy name? I know thy qua... |
| 34282 | MONTJOY. Montjoy. |
| 34283 | KING HENRY. Thou dost thy office fairly. Tur... |
| 34284 | And tell thy king I do not seek him now, |
| 34285 | But could be willing to march on to Calais |
| 34286 | Without impeachment; for, to say the sooth- |
| 34287 | Though 'tis no wisdom to confess so much |
| 34288 | Unto an enemy of craft and vantage- |
| 34289 | My people are with sickness much enfeebled; |
| 34290 | My numbers lessen'd; and those few I have |
| 34291 | Almost no better than so many French; |
| 34292 | Who when they were in health, I tell thee,... |
| 34293 | I thought upon one pair of English legs |
| 34294 | Did march three Frenchmen. Yet forgive me,... |
| 34295 | That I do brag thus; this your air of France |
| 34296 | Hath blown that vice in me; I must repent. |
| 34297 | Go, therefore, tell thy master here I am; |
| 34298 | My ransom is this frail and worthless trunk; |
| 34299 | My army but a weak and sickly guard; |
| 34300 | Yet, God before, tell him we will come on, |
| 34301 | Though France himself and such another nei... |
| 34302 | Stand in our way. There's for thy labour, ... |
| 34303 | Go, bid thy master well advise himself. |
| 34304 | If we may pass, we will; if we be hind'red, |
| 34305 | We shall your tawny ground with your red b... |
| 34306 | Discolour; and so, Montjoy, fare you well. |
| 34307 | The sum of all our answer is but this: |
| 34308 | We would not seek a battle as we are; |
| 34309 | Nor as we are, we say, we will not shun it. |
| 34310 | So tell your master. |
| 34311 | MONTJOY. I shall deliver so. Thanks to your ... |
| 34312 | GLOUCESTER. I hope they will not come upon u... |
| 34313 | KING HENRY. We are in God's hand, brother, n... |
| 34314 | March to the bridge, it now draws toward n... |
| 34315 | Beyond the river we'll encamp ourselves, |
| 34316 | And on to-morrow bid them march away. ... |
| 34317 | SCENE VII. |
| 34318 | The French camp near Agincourt |
| 34319 | Enter the CONSTABLE OF FRANCE, the LORD RAMBUR... |
| 34320 | the DAUPHIN, with others |
| 34321 | CONSTABLE. Tut! I have the best armour of th... |
| 34322 | Would it were day! |
| 34323 | ORLEANS. You have an excellent armour; but l... |
| 34324 | due. |
| 34325 | CONSTABLE. It is the best horse of Europe. |
| 34326 | ORLEANS. Will it never be morning? |
| 34327 | DAUPHIN. My Lord of Orleans and my Lord High... |
| 34328 | horse and armour? |
| 34329 | ORLEANS. You are as well provided of both as... |
| 34330 | world. |
| 34331 | DAUPHIN. What a long night is this! I will n... |
| 34332 | any that treads but on four pasterns. Ca, ... |
| 34333 | earth as if his entrails were hairs; le ch... |
| 34334 | Pegasus, chez les narines de feu! When I b... |
| 34335 | am a hawk. He trots the air; the earth sin... |
| 34336 | the basest horn of his hoof is more musica... |
| 34337 | Hermes. |
| 34338 | ORLEANS. He's of the colour of the nutmeg. |
| 34339 | DAUPHIN. And of the heat of the ginger. It i... |
| 34340 | he is pure air and fire; and the dull elem... |
| 34341 | never appear in him, but only in patient s... |
| 34342 | rider mounts him; he is indeed a horse, an... |
| 34343 | may call beasts. |
| 34344 | CONSTABLE. Indeed, my lord, it is a most abs... |
| 34345 | horse. |
| 34346 | DAUPHIN. It is the prince of palfreys; his n... |
| 34347 | bidding of a monarch, and his countenance ... |
| 34348 | ORLEANS. No more, cousin. |
| 34349 | DAUPHIN. Nay, the man hath no wit that canno... |
| 34350 | the lark to the lodging of the lamb, vary ... |
| 34351 | palfrey. It is a theme as fluent as the se... |
| 34352 | eloquent tongues, and my horse is argument... |
| 34353 | subject for a sovereign to reason on, and ... |
| 34354 | sovereign to ride on; and for the world- f... |
| 34355 | unknown- to lay apart their particular fun... |
| 34356 | him. I once writ a sonnet in his praise an... |
| 34357 | of nature'- |
| 34358 | ORLEANS. I have heard a sonnet begin so to o... |
| 34359 | DAUPHIN. Then did they imitate that which I ... |
| 34360 | for my horse is my mistress. |
| 34361 | ORLEANS. Your mistress bears well. |
| 34362 | DAUPHIN. Me well; which is the prescript pra... |
| 34363 | good and particular mistress. |
| 34364 | CONSTABLE. Nay, for methought yesterday your... |
| 34365 | shook your back. |
| 34366 | DAUPHIN. So perhaps did yours. |
| 34367 | CONSTABLE. Mine was not bridled. |
| 34368 | DAUPHIN. O, then belike she was old and gent... |
| 34369 | kern of Ireland, your French hose off and ... |
| 34370 | strossers. |
| 34371 | CONSTABLE. You have good judgment in horsema... |
| 34372 | DAUPHIN. Be warn'd by me, then: they that ri... |
| 34373 | warily, fall into foul bogs. I had rather ... |
| 34374 | mistress. |
| 34375 | CONSTABLE. I had as lief have my mistress a ... |
| 34376 | DAUPHIN. I tell thee, Constable, my mistress... |
| 34377 | CONSTABLE. I could make as true a boast as t... |
| 34378 | my mistress. |
| 34379 | DAUPHIN. 'Le chien est retourne a son propre... |
| 34380 | truie lavee au bourbier.' Thou mak'st use ... |
| 34381 | CONSTABLE. Yet do I not use my horse for my ... |
| 34382 | proverb so little kin to the purpose. |
| 34383 | RAMBURES. My Lord Constable, the armour that... |
| 34384 | to-night- are those stars or suns upon it? |
| 34385 | CONSTABLE. Stars, my lord. |
| 34386 | DAUPHIN. Some of them will fall to-morrow, I... |
| 34387 | CONSTABLE. And yet my sky shall not want. |
| 34388 | DAUPHIN. That may be, for you bear a many su... |
| 34389 | more honour some were away. |
| 34390 | CONSTABLE. Ev'n as your horse bears your pra... |
| 34391 | well were some of your brags dismounted. |
| 34392 | DAUPHIN. Would I were able to load him with ... |
| 34393 | never be day? I will trot to-morrow a mile... |
| 34394 | paved with English faces. |
| 34395 | CONSTABLE. I will not say so, for fear I sho... |
| 34396 | way; but I would it were morning, for I wo... |
| 34397 | ears of the English. |
| 34398 | RAMBURES. Who will go to hazard with me for ... |
| 34399 | CONSTABLE. You must first go yourself to haz... |
| 34400 | DAUPHIN. 'Tis midnight; I'll go arm myself. ... |
| 34401 | ORLEANS. The Dauphin longs for morning. |
| 34402 | RAMBURES. He longs to eat the English. |
| 34403 | CONSTABLE. I think he will eat all he kills. |
| 34404 | ORLEANS. By the white hand of my lady, he's ... |
| 34405 | CONSTABLE. Swear by her foot, that she may t... |
| 34406 | ORLEANS. He is simply the most active gentle... |
| 34407 | CONSTABLE. Doing is activity, and he will st... |
| 34408 | ORLEANS. He never did harm that I heard of. |
| 34409 | CONSTABLE. Nor will do none to-morrow: he wi... |
| 34410 | still. |
| 34411 | ORLEANS. I know him to be valiant. |
| 34412 | CONSTABLE. I was told that by one that knows... |
| 34413 | ORLEANS. What's he? |
| 34414 | CONSTABLE. Marry, he told me so himself; and... |
| 34415 | who knew it. |
| 34416 | ORLEANS. He needs not; it is no hidden virtu... |
| 34417 | CONSTABLE. By my faith, sir, but it is; neve... |
| 34418 | his lackey. |
| 34419 | 'Tis a hooded valour, and when it appears ... |
| 34420 | ORLEANS. Ill-wind never said well. |
| 34421 | CONSTABLE. I will cap that proverb with 'The... |
| 34422 | friendship.' |
| 34423 | ORLEANS. And I will take up that with 'Give ... |
| 34424 | CONSTABLE. Well plac'd! There stands your fr... |
| 34425 | have at the very eye of that proverb with ... |
| 34426 | ORLEANS. You are the better at proverbs by h... |
| 34427 | is soon shot.' |
| 34428 | CONSTABLE. You have shot over. |
| 34429 | ORLEANS. 'Tis not the first time you were ov... |
| 34430 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 34431 | MESSENGER. My Lord High Constable, the Engli... |
| 34432 | hundred paces of your tents. |
| 34433 | CONSTABLE. Who hath measur'd the ground? |
| 34434 | MESSENGER. The Lord Grandpre. |
| 34435 | CONSTABLE. A valiant and most expert gentlem... |
| 34436 | Alas, poor Harry of England! he longs not ... |
| 34437 | do. |
| 34438 | ORLEANS. What a wretched and peevish fellow ... |
| 34439 | England, to mope with his fat-brain'd foll... |
| 34440 | knowledge! |
| 34441 | CONSTABLE. If the English had any apprehensi... |
| 34442 | away. |
| 34443 | ORLEANS. That they lack; for if their heads ... |
| 34444 | armour, they could never wear such heavy h... |
| 34445 | RAMBURES. That island of England breeds very... |
| 34446 | their mastiffs are of unmatchable courage. |
| 34447 | ORLEANS. Foolish curs, that run winking into... |
| 34448 | bear, and have their heads crush'd like ro... |
| 34449 | well say that's a valiant flea that dare e... |
| 34450 | lip of a lion. |
| 34451 | CONSTABLE. Just, just! and the men do sympat... |
| 34452 | in robustious and rough coming on, leaving... |
| 34453 | wives; and then give them great meals of b... |
| 34454 | they will eat like wolves and fight like d... |
| 34455 | ORLEANS. Ay, but these English are shrewdly ... |
| 34456 | CONSTABLE. Then shall we find to-morrow they... |
| 34457 | eat, and none to fight. Now is it time to ... |
| 34458 | about it? |
| 34459 | ORLEANS. It is now two o'clock; but let me s... |
| 34460 | We shall have each a hundred Englishmen. ... |
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| 34469 | ACT IV. PROLOGUE. |
| 34470 | Enter CHORUS |
| 34471 | CHORUS. Now entertain conjecture of a time |
| 34472 | When creeping murmur and the poring dark |
| 34473 | Fills the wide vessel of the universe. |
| 34474 | From camp to camp, through the foul womb o... |
| 34475 | The hum of either army stilly sounds, |
| 34476 | That the fix'd sentinels almost receive |
| 34477 | The secret whispers of each other's watch. |
| 34478 | Fire answers fire, and through their paly ... |
| 34479 | Each battle sees the other's umber'd face; |
| 34480 | Steed threatens steed, in high and boastfu... |
| 34481 | Piercing the night's dull ear; and from th... |
| 34482 | The armourers accomplishing the knights, |
| 34483 | With busy hammers closing rivets up, |
| 34484 | Give dreadful note of preparation. |
| 34485 | The country cocks do crow, the clocks do ton, |
| 34486 | And the third hour of drowsy morning name. |
| 34487 | Proud of their numbers and secure in soul, |
| 34488 | The confident and over-lusty French |
| 34489 | Do the low-rated English play at dice; |
| 34490 | And chide the cripple tardy-gaited night |
| 34491 | Who like a foul and ugly witch doth limp |
| 34492 | So tediously away. The poor condemned Engl... |
| 34493 | Like sacrifices, by their watchful fires |
| 34494 | Sit patiently and inly ruminate |
| 34495 | The morning's danger; and their gesture sad |
| 34496 | Investing lank-lean cheeks and war-worn coats |
| 34497 | Presenteth them unto the gazing moon |
| 34498 | So many horrid ghosts. O, now, who will be... |
| 34499 | The royal captain of this ruin'd band |
| 34500 | Walking from watch to watch, from tent to ... |
| 34501 | Let him cry 'Praise and glory on his head!' |
| 34502 | For forth he goes and visits all his host; |
| 34503 | Bids them good morrow with a modest smile, |
| 34504 | And calls them brothers, friends, and coun... |
| 34505 | Upon his royal face there is no note |
| 34506 | How dread an army hath enrounded him; |
| 34507 | Nor doth he dedicate one jot of colour |
| 34508 | Unto the weary and all-watched night; |
| 34509 | But freshly looks, and over-bears attaint |
| 34510 | With cheerful semblance and sweet majesty; |
| 34511 | That every wretch, pining and pale before, |
| 34512 | Beholding him, plucks comfort from his looks; |
| 34513 | A largess universal, like the sun, |
| 34514 | His liberal eye doth give to every one, |
| 34515 | Thawing cold fear, that mean and gentle all |
| 34516 | Behold, as may unworthiness define, |
| 34517 | A little touch of Harry in the night. |
| 34518 | And so our scene must to the battle fly; |
| 34519 | Where- O for pity!- we shall much disgrace |
| 34520 | With four or five most vile and ragged foils, |
| 34521 | Right ill-dispos'd in brawl ridiculous, |
| 34522 | The name of Agincourt. Yet sit and see, |
| 34523 | Minding true things by what their mock'rie... |
| 34524 | SCENE I. |
| 34525 | France. The English camp at Agincourt |
| 34526 | Enter the KING, BEDFORD, and GLOUCESTER |
| 34527 | KING HENRY. Gloucester, 'tis true that we ar... |
| 34528 | The greater therefore should our courage be. |
| 34529 | Good morrow, brother Bedford. God Almighty! |
| 34530 | There is some soul of goodness in things e... |
| 34531 | Would men observingly distil it out; |
| 34532 | For our bad neighbour makes us early stirr... |
| 34533 | Which is both healthful and good husbandry. |
| 34534 | Besides, they are our outward consciences |
| 34535 | And preachers to us all, admonishing |
| 34536 | That we should dress us fairly for our end. |
| 34537 | Thus may we gather honey from the weed, |
| 34538 | And make a moral of the devil himself. |
| 34539 | Enter ERPINGHAM |
| 34540 | Good morrow, old Sir Thomas Erpingham: |
| 34541 | A good soft pillow for that good white head |
| 34542 | Were better than a churlish turf of France. |
| 34543 | ERPINGHAM. Not so, my liege; this lodging li... |
| 34544 | Since I may say 'Now lie I like a king.' |
| 34545 | KING HENRY. 'Tis good for men to love their ... |
| 34546 | Upon example; so the spirit is eased; |
| 34547 | And when the mind is quick'ned, out of doubt |
| 34548 | The organs, though defunct and dead before, |
| 34549 | Break up their drowsy grave and newly move |
| 34550 | With casted slough and fresh legerity. |
| 34551 | Lend me thy cloak, Sir Thomas. Brothers both, |
| 34552 | Commend me to the princes in our camp; |
| 34553 | Do my good morrow to them, and anon |
| 34554 | Desire them all to my pavilion. |
| 34555 | GLOUCESTER. We shall, my liege. |
| 34556 | ERPINGHAM. Shall I attend your Grace? |
| 34557 | KING HENRY. No, my good knight: |
| 34558 | Go with my brothers to my lords of England; |
| 34559 | I and my bosom must debate awhile, |
| 34560 | And then I would no other company. |
| 34561 | ERPINGHAM. The Lord in heaven bless thee, no... |
| 34562 | Exeun... |
| 34563 | KING HENRY. God-a-mercy, old heart! thou spe... |
| 34564 | Enter PISTOL |
| 34565 | PISTOL. Qui va la? |
| 34566 | KING HENRY. A friend. |
| 34567 | PISTOL. Discuss unto me: art thou officer, |
| 34568 | Or art thou base, common, and popular? |
| 34569 | KING HENRY. I am a gentleman of a company. |
| 34570 | PISTOL. Trail'st thou the puissant pike? |
| 34571 | KING HENRY. Even so. What are you? |
| 34572 | PISTOL. As good a gentleman as the Emperor. |
| 34573 | KING HENRY. Then you are a better than the K... |
| 34574 | PISTOL. The King's a bawcock and a heart of ... |
| 34575 | A lad of life, an imp of fame; |
| 34576 | Of parents good, of fist most valiant. |
| 34577 | I kiss his dirty shoe, and from heart-string |
| 34578 | I love the lovely bully. What is thy name? |
| 34579 | KING HENRY. Harry le Roy. |
| 34580 | PISTOL. Le Roy! a Cornish name; art thou of ... |
| 34581 | KING HENRY. No, I am a Welshman. |
| 34582 | PISTOL. Know'st thou Fluellen? |
| 34583 | KING HENRY. Yes. |
| 34584 | PISTOL. Tell him I'll knock his leek about h... |
| 34585 | Upon Saint Davy's day. |
| 34586 | KING HENRY. Do not you wear your dagger in y... |
| 34587 | he knock that about yours. |
| 34588 | PISTOL. Art thou his friend? |
| 34589 | KING HENRY. And his kinsman too. |
| 34590 | PISTOL. The figo for thee, then! |
| 34591 | KING HENRY. I thank you; God be with you! |
| 34592 | PISTOL. My name is Pistol call'd. ... |
| 34593 | KING HENRY. It sorts well with your fierceness. |
| 34594 | Enter FLUELLEN and GOWER |
| 34595 | GOWER. Captain Fluellen! |
| 34596 | FLUELLEN. So! in the name of Jesu Christ, sp... |
| 34597 | greatest admiration in the universal world... |
| 34598 | aunchient prerogatifes and laws of the war... |
| 34599 | would take the pains but to examine the wa... |
| 34600 | you shall find, I warrant you, that there ... |
| 34601 | pibble-pabble in Pompey's camp; I warrant ... |
| 34602 | ceremonies of the wars, and the cares of i... |
| 34603 | and the sobriety of it, and the modesty of... |
| 34604 | GOWER. Why, the enemy is loud; you hear him ... |
| 34605 | FLUELLEN. If the enemy is an ass, and a fool... |
| 34606 | coxcomb, is it meet, think you, that we sh... |
| 34607 | an ass, and a fool, and a prating coxcomb?... |
| 34608 | conscience, now? |
| 34609 | GOWER. I will speak lower. |
| 34610 | FLUELLEN. I pray you and beseech you that yo... |
| 34611 | Exeunt ... |
| 34612 | KING HENRY. Though it appear a little out of... |
| 34613 | There is much care and valour in this Wels... |
| 34614 | Enter three soldiers: JOHN BATES, AL... |
| 34615 | and MICHAEL WILLIAMS |
| 34616 | COURT. Brother John Bates, is not that the m... |
| 34617 | yonder? |
| 34618 | BATES. I think it be; but we have no great c... |
| 34619 | approach of day. |
| 34620 | WILLIAMS. We see yonder the beginning of the... |
| 34621 | shall never see the end of it. Who goes th... |
| 34622 | KING HENRY. A friend. |
| 34623 | WILLIAMS. Under what captain serve you? |
| 34624 | KING HENRY. Under Sir Thomas Erpingham. |
| 34625 | WILLIAMS. A good old commander and a most ki... |
| 34626 | you, what thinks he of our estate? |
| 34627 | KING HENRY. Even as men wreck'd upon a sand,... |
| 34628 | off the next tide. |
| 34629 | BATES. He hath not told his thought to the K... |
| 34630 | KING HENRY. No; nor it is not meet he should... |
| 34631 | to you, I think the King is but a man as I... |
| 34632 | to him as it doth to me; the element shows... |
| 34633 | me; all his senses have but human conditio... |
| 34634 | by, in his nakedness he appears but a man;... |
| 34635 | affections are higher mounted than ours, y... |
| 34636 | they stoop with the like wing. Therefore, ... |
| 34637 | fears, as we do, his fears, out of doubt, ... |
| 34638 | as ours are; yet, in reason, no man should... |
| 34639 | appearance of fear, lest he, by showing it... |
| 34640 | army. |
| 34641 | BATES. He may show what outward courage he w... |
| 34642 | cold a night as 'tis, he could wish himsel... |
| 34643 | neck; and so I would he were, and I by him... |
| 34644 | we were quit here. |
| 34645 | KING HENRY. By my troth, I will speak my con... |
| 34646 | think he would not wish himself anywhere b... |
| 34647 | BATES. Then I would he were here alone; so s... |
| 34648 | ransomed, and a many poor men's lives saved. |
| 34649 | KING HENRY. I dare say you love him not so i... |
| 34650 | alone, howsoever you speak this, to feel o... |
| 34651 | methinks I could not die anywhere so conte... |
| 34652 | company, his cause being just and his quar... |
| 34653 | WILLIAMS. That's more than we know. |
| 34654 | BATES. Ay, or more than we should seek after... |
| 34655 | we know we are the King's subjects. If his... |
| 34656 | obedience to the King wipes the crime of i... |
| 34657 | WILLIAMS. But if the cause be not good, the ... |
| 34658 | heavy reckoning to make when all those leg... |
| 34659 | chopp'd off in a battle, shall join togeth... |
| 34660 | and cry all 'We died at such a place'- som... |
| 34661 | for a surgeon, some upon their wives left ... |
| 34662 | upon the debts they owe, some upon their c... |
| 34663 | am afeard there are few die well that die ... |
| 34664 | can they charitably dispose of anything wh... |
| 34665 | argument? Now, if these men do not die wel... |
| 34666 | matter for the King that led them to it; w... |
| 34667 | against all proportion of subjection. |
| 34668 | KING HENRY. So, if a son that is by his fath... |
| 34669 | merchandise do sinfully miscarry upon the ... |
| 34670 | his wickedness, by your rule, should be im... |
| 34671 | that sent him; or if a servant, under his ... |
| 34672 | transporting a sum of money, be assailed b... |
| 34673 | many irreconcil'd iniquities, you may call... |
| 34674 | master the author of the servant's damnati... |
| 34675 | the King is not bound to answer the partic... |
| 34676 | soldiers, the father of his son, nor the m... |
| 34677 | for they purpose not their death when they... |
| 34678 | services. Besides, there is no king, be hi... |
| 34679 | spotless, if it come to the arbitrement of... |
| 34680 | with all unspotted soldiers: some peradven... |
| 34681 | guilt of premeditated and contrived murder... |
| 34682 | virgins with the broken seals of perjury; ... |
| 34683 | their bulwark, that have before gored the ... |
| 34684 | with pillage and robbery. Now, if these me... |
| 34685 | and outrun native punishment, though they ... |
| 34686 | have no wings to fly from God: war is His ... |
| 34687 | vengeance; so that here men are punish'd f... |
| 34688 | King's laws in now the King's quarrel. Whe... |
| 34689 | death they have borne life away; and where... |
| 34690 | they perish. Then if they die unprovided, ... |
| 34691 | guilty of their damnation than he was befo... |
| 34692 | impieties for the which they are now visit... |
| 34693 | duty is the King's; but every subject's so... |
| 34694 | Therefore should every soldier in the wars... |
| 34695 | in his bed- wash every mote out of his con... |
| 34696 | death is to him advantage; or not dying, t... |
| 34697 | lost wherein such preparation was gained; ... |
| 34698 | it were not sin to think that, making God ... |
| 34699 | let him outlive that day to see His greatn... |
| 34700 | others how they should prepare. |
| 34701 | WILLIAMS. 'Tis certain, every man that dies ... |
| 34702 | own head- the King is not to answer for it. |
| 34703 | BATES. I do not desire he should answer for ... |
| 34704 | to fight lustily for him. |
| 34705 | KING HENRY. I myself heard the King say he w... |
| 34706 | WILLIAMS. Ay, he said so, to make us fight c... |
| 34707 | throats are cut he may be ransom'd, and we... |
| 34708 | KING HENRY. If I live to see it, I will neve... |
| 34709 | WILLIAMS. You pay him then! That's a perilou... |
| 34710 | elder-gun, that a poor and a private displ... |
| 34711 | monarch! You may as well go about to turn ... |
| 34712 | fanning in his face with a peacock's feath... |
| 34713 | his word after! Come, 'tis a foolish saying. |
| 34714 | KING HENRY. Your reproof is something too ro... |
| 34715 | with you, if the time were convenient. |
| 34716 | WILLIAMS. Let it be a quarrel between us if ... |
| 34717 | KING HENRY. I embrace it. |
| 34718 | WILLIAMS. How shall I know thee again? |
| 34719 | KING HENRY. Give me any gage of thine, and I... |
| 34720 | bonnet; then if ever thou dar'st acknowled... |
| 34721 | my quarrel. |
| 34722 | WILLIAMS. Here's my glove; give me another o... |
| 34723 | KING HENRY. There. |
| 34724 | WILLIAMS. This will I also wear in my cap; i... |
| 34725 | and say, after to-morrow, 'This is my glov... |
| 34726 | take thee a box on the ear. |
| 34727 | KING HENRY. If ever I live to see it, I will... |
| 34728 | WILLIAMS. Thou dar'st as well be hang'd. |
| 34729 | KING HENRY. Well, I will do it, though I tak... |
| 34730 | company. |
| 34731 | WILLIAMS. Keep thy word. Fare thee well. |
| 34732 | BATES. Be friends, you English fools, be fri... |
| 34733 | French quarrels enow, if you could tell ho... |
| 34734 | KING HENRY. Indeed, the French may lay twent... |
| 34735 | they will beat us, for they bear them on t... |
| 34736 | is no English treason to cut French crowns... |
| 34737 | King himself will be a clipper. |
| 34738 | ... |
| 34739 | Upon the King! Let us our lives, our souls, |
| 34740 | Our debts, our careful wives, |
| 34741 | Our children, and our sins, lay on the King! |
| 34742 | We must bear all. O hard condition, |
| 34743 | Twin-born with greatness, subject to the b... |
| 34744 | Of every fool, whose sense no more can feel |
| 34745 | But his own wringing! What infinite heart'... |
| 34746 | Must kings neglect that private men enjoy! |
| 34747 | And what have kings that privates have not... |
| 34748 | Save ceremony- save general ceremony? |
| 34749 | And what art thou, thou idol Ceremony? |
| 34750 | What kind of god art thou, that suffer'st ... |
| 34751 | Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers? |
| 34752 | What are thy rents? What are thy comings-in? |
| 34753 | O Ceremony, show me but thy worth! |
| 34754 | What is thy soul of adoration? |
| 34755 | Art thou aught else but place, degree, and... |
| 34756 | Creating awe and fear in other men? |
| 34757 | Wherein thou art less happy being fear'd |
| 34758 | Than they in fearing. |
| 34759 | What drink'st thou oft, instead of homage ... |
| 34760 | But poison'd flattery? O, be sick, great g... |
| 34761 | And bid thy ceremony give thee cure! |
| 34762 | Thinks thou the fiery fever will go out |
| 34763 | With titles blown from adulation? |
| 34764 | Will it give place to flexure and low bend... |
| 34765 | Canst thou, when thou command'st the begga... |
| 34766 | Command the health of it? No, thou proud d... |
| 34767 | That play'st so subtly with a king's repose. |
| 34768 | I am a king that find thee; and I know |
| 34769 | 'Tis not the balm, the sceptre, and the ball, |
| 34770 | The sword, the mace, the crown imperial, |
| 34771 | The intertissued robe of gold and pearl, |
| 34772 | The farced tide running fore the king, |
| 34773 | The throne he sits on, nor the tide of pomp |
| 34774 | That beats upon the high shore of this world- |
| 34775 | No, not all these, thrice gorgeous ceremon... |
| 34776 | Not all these, laid in bed majestical, |
| 34777 | Can sleep so soundly as the wretched slave |
| 34778 | Who, with a body fill'd and vacant mind, |
| 34779 | Gets him to rest, cramm'd with distressful... |
| 34780 | Never sees horrid night, the child of hell; |
| 34781 | But, like a lackey, from the rise to set |
| 34782 | Sweats in the eye of Pheebus, and all night |
| 34783 | Sleeps in Elysium; next day, after dawn, |
| 34784 | Doth rise and help Hyperion to his horse; |
| 34785 | And follows so the ever-running year |
| 34786 | With profitable labour, to his grave. |
| 34787 | And but for ceremony, such a wretch, |
| 34788 | Winding up days with toil and nights with ... |
| 34789 | Had the fore-hand and vantage of a king. |
| 34790 | The slave, a member of the country's peace, |
| 34791 | Enjoys it; but in gross brain little wots |
| 34792 | What watch the king keeps to maintain the ... |
| 34793 | Whose hours the peasant best advantages. |
| 34794 | Enter ERPINGHAM |
| 34795 | ERPINGHAM. My lord, your nobles, jealous of ... |
| 34796 | Seek through your camp to find you. |
| 34797 | KING. Good old knight, |
| 34798 | Collect them all together at my tent: |
| 34799 | I'll be before thee. |
| 34800 | ERPINGHAM. I shall do't, my lord. ... |
| 34801 | KING. O God of battles, steel my soldiers' h... |
| 34802 | Possess them not with fear! Take from them... |
| 34803 | The sense of reck'ning, if th' opposed num... |
| 34804 | Pluck their hearts from them! Not to-day, ... |
| 34805 | O, not to-day, think not upon the fault |
| 34806 | My father made in compassing the crown! |
| 34807 | I Richard's body have interred new, |
| 34808 | And on it have bestowed more contrite tears |
| 34809 | Than from it issued forced drops of blood; |
| 34810 | Five hundred poor I have in yearly pay, |
| 34811 | Who twice a day their wither'd hands hold up |
| 34812 | Toward heaven, to pardon blood; and I have... |
| 34813 | Two chantries, where the sad and solemn pr... |
| 34814 | Sing still for Richard's soul. More will I... |
| 34815 | Though all that I can do is nothing worth, |
| 34816 | Since that my penitence comes after all, |
| 34817 | Imploring pardon. |
| 34818 | Enter GLOUCESTER |
| 34819 | GLOUCESTER. My liege! |
| 34820 | KING HENRY. My brother Gloucester's voice? Ay; |
| 34821 | I know thy errand, I will go with thee; |
| 34822 | The day, my friends, and all things, stay ... |
| 34823 | SCENE II. |
| 34824 | The French camp |
| 34825 | Enter the DAUPHIN, ORLEANS, RAMBURES, and others |
| 34826 | ORLEANS. The sun doth gild our armour; up, m... |
| 34827 | DAUPHIN. Montez a cheval! My horse! Varlet, ... |
| 34828 | ORLEANS. O brave spirit! |
| 34829 | DAUPHIN. Via! Les eaux et la terre- |
| 34830 | ORLEANS. Rien puis? L'air et le feu. |
| 34831 | DAUPHIN. Ciel! cousin Orleans. |
| 34832 | Enter CONSTABLE |
| 34833 | Now, my Lord Constable! |
| 34834 | CONSTABLE. Hark how our steeds for present s... |
| 34835 | DAUPHIN. Mount them, and make incision in th... |
| 34836 | That their hot blood may spin in English e... |
| 34837 | And dout them with superfluous courage, ha! |
| 34838 | RAMBURES. What, will you have them weep our ... |
| 34839 | How shall we then behold their natural tears? |
| 34840 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 34841 | MESSENGER. The English are embattl'd, you Fr... |
| 34842 | CONSTABLE. To horse, you gallant Princes! st... |
| 34843 | Do but behold yon poor and starved band, |
| 34844 | And your fair show shall suck away their s... |
| 34845 | Leaving them but the shales and husks of men. |
| 34846 | There is not work enough for all our hands; |
| 34847 | Scarce blood enough in all their sickly veins |
| 34848 | To give each naked curtle-axe a stain |
| 34849 | That our French gallants shall to-day draw... |
| 34850 | And sheathe for lack of sport. Let us but ... |
| 34851 | The vapour of our valour will o'erturn them. |
| 34852 | 'Tis positive 'gainst all exceptions, lords, |
| 34853 | That our superfluous lackeys and our peasa... |
| 34854 | Who in unnecessary action swarm |
| 34855 | About our squares of battle- were enow |
| 34856 | To purge this field of, such a hilding foe; |
| 34857 | Though we upon this mountain's basis by |
| 34858 | Took stand for idle speculation- |
| 34859 | But that our honours must not. What's to say? |
| 34860 | A very little little let us do, |
| 34861 | And all is done. Then let the trumpets sound |
| 34862 | The tucket sonance and the note to mount; |
| 34863 | For our approach shall so much dare the field |
| 34864 | That England shall couch down in fear and ... |
| 34865 | Enter GRANDPRE |
| 34866 | GRANDPRE. Why do you stay so long, my lords ... |
| 34867 | Yond island carrions, desperate of their b... |
| 34868 | Ill-favouredly become the morning field; |
| 34869 | Their ragged curtains poorly are let loose, |
| 34870 | And our air shakes them passing scornfully; |
| 34871 | Big Mars seems bankrupt in their beggar'd ... |
| 34872 | And faintly through a rusty beaver peeps. |
| 34873 | The horsemen sit like fixed candlesticks |
| 34874 | With torch-staves in their hand; and their... |
| 34875 | Lob down their heads, dropping the hides a... |
| 34876 | The gum down-roping from their pale-dead e... |
| 34877 | And in their pale dull mouths the gimmal'd... |
| 34878 | Lies foul with chaw'd grass, still and mot... |
| 34879 | And their executors, the knavish crows, |
| 34880 | Fly o'er them, all impatient for their hour. |
| 34881 | Description cannot suit itself in words |
| 34882 | To demonstrate the life of such a battle |
| 34883 | In life so lifeless as it shows itself. |
| 34884 | CONSTABLE. They have said their prayers and ... |
| 34885 | DAUPHIN. Shall we go send them dinners and f... |
| 34886 | And give their fasting horses provender, |
| 34887 | And after fight with them? |
| 34888 | CONSTABLE. I stay but for my guidon. To the ... |
| 34889 | I will the banner from a trumpet take, |
| 34890 | And use it for my haste. Come, come, away! |
| 34891 | The sun is high, and we outwear the day. ... |
| 34892 | SCENE III. |
| 34893 | The English camp |
| 34894 | Enter GLOUCESTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, ERPINGHAM, ... |
| 34895 | SALISBURY and WESTMORELAND |
| 34896 | GLOUCESTER. Where is the King? |
| 34897 | BEDFORD. The King himself is rode to view th... |
| 34898 | WESTMORELAND. Of fighting men they have full... |
| 34899 | EXETER. There's five to one; besides, they a... |
| 34900 | SALISBURY. God's arm strike with us! 'tis a ... |
| 34901 | God bye you, Princes all; I'll to my charge. |
| 34902 | If we no more meet till we meet in heaven, |
| 34903 | Then joyfully, my noble Lord of Bedford, |
| 34904 | My dear Lord Gloucester, and my good Lord ... |
| 34905 | And my kind kinsman- warriors all, adieu! |
| 34906 | BEDFORD. Farewell, good Salisbury; and good ... |
| 34907 | EXETER. Farewell, kind lord. Fight valiantly... |
| 34908 | And yet I do thee wrong to mind thee of it, |
| 34909 | For thou art fram'd of the firm truth of v... |
| 34910 | ... |
| 34911 | BEDFORD. He is as full of valour as of kindn... |
| 34912 | Princely in both. |
| 34913 | Enter the KING |
| 34914 | WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here |
| 34915 | But one ten thousand of those men in England |
| 34916 | That do no work to-day! |
| 34917 | KING. What's he that wishes so? |
| 34918 | My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin; |
| 34919 | If we are mark'd to die, we are enow |
| 34920 | To do our country loss; and if to live, |
| 34921 | The fewer men, the greater share of honour. |
| 34922 | God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man ... |
| 34923 | By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, |
| 34924 | Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; |
| 34925 | It yearns me not if men my garments wear; |
| 34926 | Such outward things dwell not in my desires. |
| 34927 | But if it be a sin to covet honour, |
| 34928 | I am the most offending soul alive. |
| 34929 | No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from Eng... |
| 34930 | God's peace! I would not lose so great an ... |
| 34931 | As one man more methinks would share from me |
| 34932 | For the best hope I have. O, do not wish o... |
| 34933 | Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through ... |
| 34934 | That he which hath no stomach to this fight, |
| 34935 | Let him depart; his passport shall be made, |
| 34936 | And crowns for convoy put into his purse; |
| 34937 | We would not die in that man's company |
| 34938 | That fears his fellowship to die with us. |
| 34939 | This day is call'd the feast of Crispian. |
| 34940 | He that outlives this day, and comes safe ... |
| 34941 | Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd, |
| 34942 | And rouse him at the name of Crispian. |
| 34943 | He that shall live this day, and see old age, |
| 34944 | Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbo... |
| 34945 | And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian.' |
| 34946 | Then will he strip his sleeve and show his... |
| 34947 | And say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's ... |
| 34948 | Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot, |
| 34949 | But he'll remember, with advantages, |
| 34950 | What feats he did that day. Then shall our... |
| 34951 | Familiar in his mouth as household words- |
| 34952 | Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter, |
| 34953 | Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester- |
| 34954 | Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red. |
| 34955 | This story shall the good man teach his son; |
| 34956 | And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, |
| 34957 | From this day to the ending of the world, |
| 34958 | But we in it shall be remembered- |
| 34959 | We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; |
| 34960 | For he to-day that sheds his blood with me |
| 34961 | Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, |
| 34962 | This day shall gentle his condition; |
| 34963 | And gentlemen in England now-a-bed |
| 34964 | Shall think themselves accurs'd they were ... |
| 34965 | And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any s... |
| 34966 | That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day. |
| 34967 | Re-enter SALISBURY |
| 34968 | SALISBURY. My sovereign lord, bestow yoursel... |
| 34969 | The French are bravely in their battles set, |
| 34970 | And will with all expedience charge on us. |
| 34971 | KING HENRY. All things are ready, if our min... |
| 34972 | WESTMORELAND. Perish the man whose mind is b... |
| 34973 | KING HENRY. Thou dost not wish more help fro... |
| 34974 | WESTMORELAND. God's will, my liege! would yo... |
| 34975 | Without more help, could fight this royal ... |
| 34976 | KING HENRY. Why, now thou hast unwish'd five... |
| 34977 | Which likes me better than to wish us one. |
| 34978 | You know your places. God be with you all! |
| 34979 | Tucket. Enter MONTJOY |
| 34980 | MONTJOY. Once more I come to know of thee, K... |
| 34981 | If for thy ransom thou wilt now compound, |
| 34982 | Before thy most assured overthrow; |
| 34983 | For certainly thou art so near the gulf |
| 34984 | Thou needs must be englutted. Besides, in ... |
| 34985 | The constable desires thee thou wilt mind |
| 34986 | Thy followers of repentance, that their so... |
| 34987 | May make a peaceful and a sweet retire |
| 34988 | From off these fields, where, wretches, th... |
| 34989 | Must lie and fester. |
| 34990 | KING HENRY. Who hath sent thee now? |
| 34991 | MONTJOY. The Constable of France. |
| 34992 | KING HENRY. I pray thee bear my former answe... |
| 34993 | Bid them achieve me, and then sell my bones. |
| 34994 | Good God! why should they mock poor fellow... |
| 34995 | The man that once did sell the lion's skin |
| 34996 | While the beast liv'd was kill'd with hunt... |
| 34997 | A many of our bodies shall no doubt |
| 34998 | Find native graves; upon the which, I trust, |
| 34999 | Shall witness live in brass of this day's ... |
| 35000 | And those that leave their valiant bones i... |
| 35001 | Dying like men, though buried in your dung... |
| 35002 | They shall be fam'd; for there the sun sha... |
| 35003 | And draw their honours reeking up to heaven, |
| 35004 | Leaving their earthly parts to choke your ... |
| 35005 | The smell whereof shall breed a plague in ... |
| 35006 | Mark then abounding valour in our English, |
| 35007 | That, being dead, like to the bullet's gra... |
| 35008 | Break out into a second course of mischief, |
| 35009 | Killing in relapse of mortality. |
| 35010 | Let me speak proudly: tell the Constable |
| 35011 | We are but warriors for the working-day; |
| 35012 | Our gayness and our gilt are all besmirch'd |
| 35013 | With rainy marching in the painful field; |
| 35014 | There's not a piece of feather in our host- |
| 35015 | Good argument, I hope, we will not fly- |
| 35016 | And time hath worn us into slovenry. |
| 35017 | But, by the mass, our hearts are in the trim; |
| 35018 | And my poor soldiers tell me yet ere night |
| 35019 | They'll be in fresher robes, or they will ... |
| 35020 | The gay new coats o'er the French soldiers... |
| 35021 | And turn them out of service. If they do t... |
| 35022 | As, if God please, they shall- my ransom then |
| 35023 | Will soon be levied. Herald, save thou thy... |
| 35024 | Come thou no more for ransom, gentle herald; |
| 35025 | They shall have none, I swear, but these m... |
| 35026 | Which if they have, as I will leave 'em th... |
| 35027 | Shall yield them little, tell the Constable. |
| 35028 | MONTJOY. I shall, King Harry. And so fare th... |
| 35029 | Thou never shalt hear herald any more. ... |
| 35030 | KING HENRY. I fear thou wilt once more come ... |
| 35031 | Enter the DUKE OF YORK |
| 35032 | YORK. My lord, most humbly on my knee I beg |
| 35033 | The leading of the vaward. |
| 35034 | KING HENRY. Take it, brave York. Now, soldie... |
| 35035 | And how thou pleasest, God, dispose the da... |
| 35036 | SCENE IV. |
| 35037 | The field of battle |
| 35038 | Alarum. Excursions. Enter FRENCH SOLDIER, PI... |
| 35039 | PISTOL. Yield, cur! |
| 35040 | FRENCH SOLDIER. Je pense que vous etes le ge... |
| 35041 | qualite. |
| 35042 | PISTOL. Cality! Calen o custure me! Art thou... |
| 35043 | What is thy name? Discuss. |
| 35044 | FRENCH SOLDIER. O Seigneur Dieu! |
| 35045 | PISTOL. O, Signieur Dew should be a gentleman. |
| 35046 | Perpend my words, O Signieur Dew, and mark: |
| 35047 | O Signieur Dew, thou diest on point of fox, |
| 35048 | Except, O Signieur, thou do give to me |
| 35049 | Egregious ransom. |
| 35050 | FRENCH SOLDIER. O, prenez misericorde; ayez ... |
| 35051 | PISTOL. Moy shall not serve; I will have for... |
| 35052 | Or I will fetch thy rim out at thy throat |
| 35053 | In drops of crimson blood. |
| 35054 | FRENCH SOLDIER. Est-il impossible d'echapper... |
| 35055 | PISTOL. Brass, cur? |
| 35056 | Thou damned and luxurious mountain-goat, |
| 35057 | Offer'st me brass? |
| 35058 | FRENCH SOLDIER. O, pardonnez-moi! |
| 35059 | PISTOL. Say'st thou me so? Is that a ton of ... |
| 35060 | Come hither, boy; ask me this slave in French |
| 35061 | What is his name. |
| 35062 | BOY. Ecoutez: comment etes-vous appele? |
| 35063 | FRENCH SOLDIER. Monsieur le Fer. |
| 35064 | BOY. He says his name is Master Fer. |
| 35065 | PISTOL. Master Fer! I'll fer him, and firk h... |
| 35066 | discuss the same in French unto him. |
| 35067 | BOY. I do not know the French for fer, and f... |
| 35068 | PISTOL. Bid him prepare; for I will cut his ... |
| 35069 | FRENCH SOLDIER. Que dit-il, monsieur? |
| 35070 | BOY. Il me commande a vous dire que vous fai... |
| 35071 | soldat ici est dispose tout a cette heure ... |
| 35072 | PISTOL. Owy, cuppele gorge, permafoy! |
| 35073 | Peasant, unless thou give me crowns, brave... |
| 35074 | Or mangled shalt thou be by this my sword. |
| 35075 | FRENCH SOLDIER. O, je vous supplie, pour l'a... |
| 35076 | pardonner! Je suis gentilhomme de bonne ma... |
| 35077 | je vous donnerai deux cents ecus. |
| 35078 | PISTOL. What are his words? |
| 35079 | BOY. He prays you to save his life; he is a ... |
| 35080 | house, and for his ransom he will give you... |
| 35081 | PISTOL. Tell him my fury shall abate, and I |
| 35082 | The crowns will take. |
| 35083 | FRENCH SOLDIER. Petit monsieur, que dit-il? |
| 35084 | BOY. Encore qu'il est contre son jurement de... |
| 35085 | prisonnier, neamnoins, pour les ecus que v... |
| 35086 | est content a vous donner la liberte, le f... |
| 35087 | FRENCH SOLDIER. Sur mes genoux je vous donne... |
| 35088 | je m'estime heureux que je suis tombe entr... |
| 35089 | chevalier, je pense, le plus brave, vailla... |
| 35090 | seigneur d'Angleterre. |
| 35091 | PISTOL. Expound unto me, boy. |
| 35092 | BOY. He gives you, upon his knees, a thousan... |
| 35093 | esteems himself happy that he hath fall'n ... |
| 35094 | as he thinks- the most brave, valorous, an... |
| 35095 | signieur of England. |
| 35096 | PISTOL. As I suck blood, I will some mercy s... |
| 35097 | Follow me. ... |
| 35098 | BOY. Suivez-vous le grand capitaine. E... |
| 35099 | I did never know so full a voice issue fro... |
| 35100 | the saying is true- the empty vessel makes... |
| 35101 | Bardolph and Nym had ten times more valour... |
| 35102 | devil i' th' old play, that every one may ... |
| 35103 | wooden dagger; and they are both hang'd; a... |
| 35104 | he durst steal anything adventurously. I m... |
| 35105 | lackeys, with the luggage of our camp. The... |
| 35106 | good prey of us, if he knew of it; for the... |
| 35107 | but boys. ... |
| 35108 | SCENE V. |
| 35109 | Another part of the field of battle |
| 35110 | Enter CONSTABLE, ORLEANS, BOURBON, DAUPHIN, an... |
| 35111 | CONSTABLE. O diable! |
| 35112 | ORLEANS. O Seigneur! le jour est perdu, tout... |
| 35113 | DAUPHIN. Mort Dieu, ma vie! all is confounde... |
| 35114 | Reproach and everlasting shame |
| 35115 | Sits mocking in our plumes. ... |
| 35116 | O mechante fortune! Do not run away. |
| 35117 | CONSTABLE. Why, an our ranks are broke. |
| 35118 | DAUPHIN. O perdurable shame! Let's stab ours... |
| 35119 | Be these the wretches that we play'd at di... |
| 35120 | ORLEANS. Is this the king we sent to for his... |
| 35121 | BOURBON. Shame, and eternal shame, nothing b... |
| 35122 | Let us die in honour: once more back again; |
| 35123 | And he that will not follow Bourbon now, |
| 35124 | Let him go hence and, with his cap in hand |
| 35125 | Like a base pander, hold the chamber-door |
| 35126 | Whilst by a slave, no gender than my dog, |
| 35127 | His fairest daughter is contaminated. |
| 35128 | CONSTABLE. Disorder, that hath spoil'd us, f... |
| 35129 | Let us on heaps go offer up our lives. |
| 35130 | ORLEANS. We are enow yet living in the field |
| 35131 | To smother up the English in our throngs, |
| 35132 | If any order might be thought upon. |
| 35133 | BOURBON. The devil take order now! I'll to t... |
| 35134 | Let life be short, else shame will be too ... |
| 35135 | SCENE VI. |
| 35136 | Another part of the field |
| 35137 | Alarum. Enter the KING and his train, with pri... |
| 35138 | KING HENRY. Well have we done, thrice-valian... |
| 35139 | But all's not done- yet keep the French th... |
| 35140 | EXETER. The Duke of York commends him to you... |
| 35141 | KING HENRY. Lives he, good uncle? Thrice wit... |
| 35142 | I saw him down; thrice up again, and fight... |
| 35143 | From helmet to the spur all blood he was. |
| 35144 | EXETER. In which array, brave soldier, doth ... |
| 35145 | Larding the plain; and by his bloody side, |
| 35146 | Yoke-fellow to his honour-owing wounds, |
| 35147 | The noble Earl of Suffolk also lies. |
| 35148 | Suffolk first died; and York, all haggled ... |
| 35149 | Comes to him, where in gore he lay insteeped, |
| 35150 | And takes him by the beard, kisses the gashes |
| 35151 | That bloodily did yawn upon his face, |
| 35152 | He cries aloud 'Tarry, my cousin Suffolk. |
| 35153 | My soul shall thine keep company to heaven; |
| 35154 | Tarry, sweet soul, for mine, then fly abre... |
| 35155 | As in this glorious and well-foughten field |
| 35156 | We kept together in our chivalry.' |
| 35157 | Upon these words I came and cheer'd him up; |
| 35158 | He smil'd me in the face, raught me his hand, |
| 35159 | And, with a feeble grip, says 'Dear my lord, |
| 35160 | Commend my service to my sovereign.' |
| 35161 | So did he turn, and over Suffolk's neck |
| 35162 | He threw his wounded arm and kiss'd his lips; |
| 35163 | And so, espous'd to death, with blood he s... |
| 35164 | A testament of noble-ending love. |
| 35165 | The pretty and sweet manner of it forc'd |
| 35166 | Those waters from me which I would have st... |
| 35167 | But I had not so much of man in me, |
| 35168 | And all my mother came into mine eyes |
| 35169 | And gave me up to tears. |
| 35170 | KING HENRY. I blame you not; |
| 35171 | For, hearing this, I must perforce compound |
| 35172 | With mistful eyes, or they will issue too.... |
| 35173 | But hark! what new alarum is this same? |
| 35174 | The French have reinforc'd their scatter'd... |
| 35175 | Then every soldier kill his prisoners; |
| 35176 | Give the word through. ... |
| 35177 | SCENE VII. |
| 35178 | Another part of the field |
| 35179 | Enter FLUELLEN and GOWER |
| 35180 | FLUELLEN. Kill the poys and the luggage! 'Ti... |
| 35181 | law of arms; 'tis as arrant a piece of kna... |
| 35182 | can be offert; in your conscience, now, is... |
| 35183 | GOWER. 'Tis certain there's not a boy left a... |
| 35184 | rascals that ran from the battle ha' done ... |
| 35185 | besides, they have burned and carried away... |
| 35186 | King's tent; wherefore the King most worth... |
| 35187 | soldier to cut his prisoner's throat. O, '... |
| 35188 | FLUELLEN. Ay, he was porn at Monmouth, Capta... |
| 35189 | the town's name where Alexander the Pig wa... |
| 35190 | GOWER. Alexander the Great. |
| 35191 | FLUELLEN. Why, I pray you, is not 'pig' grea... |
| 35192 | or the mighty, or the huge, or the magnani... |
| 35193 | reckonings, save the phrase is a little va... |
| 35194 | GOWER. I think Alexander the Great was born ... |
| 35195 | was called Philip of Macedon, as I take it. |
| 35196 | FLUELLEN. I think it is in Macedon where Ale... |
| 35197 | you, Captain, if you look in the maps of t... |
| 35198 | sall find, in the comparisons between Mace... |
| 35199 | the situations, look you, is both alike. T... |
| 35200 | Macedon; and there is also moreover a rive... |
| 35201 | call'd Wye at Monmouth, but it is out of m... |
| 35202 | name of the other river; but 'tis all one,... |
| 35203 | fingers is to my fingers, and there is sal... |
| 35204 | mark Alexander's life well, Harry of Monmo... |
| 35205 | after it indifferent well; for there is fi... |
| 35206 | Alexander- God knows, and you know- in his... |
| 35207 | and his wraths, and his cholers, and his m... |
| 35208 | displeasures, and his indignations, and al... |
| 35209 | intoxicates in his prains, did, in his ale... |
| 35210 | you, kill his best friend, Cleitus. |
| 35211 | GOWER. Our king is not like him in that: he ... |
| 35212 | friends. |
| 35213 | FLUELLEN. It is not well done, mark you now,... |
| 35214 | of my mouth ere it is made and finished. I... |
| 35215 | figures and comparisons of it; as Alexande... |
| 35216 | Cleitus, being in his ales and his cups, s... |
| 35217 | being in his right wits and his good judgm... |
| 35218 | fat knight with the great belly doublet; h... |
| 35219 | and gipes, and knaveries, and mocks; I hav... |
| 35220 | GOWER. Sir John Falstaff. |
| 35221 | FLUELLEN. That is he. I'll tell you there is... |
| 35222 | Monmouth. |
| 35223 | GOWER. Here comes his Majesty. |
| 35224 | Alarum. Enter the KING, WARWICK, G... |
| 35225 | EXETER, and others, with prisoners... |
| 35226 | KING HENRY. I was not angry since I came to ... |
| 35227 | Until this instant. Take a trumpet, herald, |
| 35228 | Ride thou unto the horsemen on yond hill; |
| 35229 | If they will fight with us, bid them come ... |
| 35230 | Or void the field; they do offend our sight. |
| 35231 | If they'll do neither, we will come to them |
| 35232 | And make them skirr away as swift as stones |
| 35233 | Enforced from the old Assyrian slings; |
| 35234 | Besides, we'll cut the throats of those we... |
| 35235 | And not a man of them that we shall take |
| 35236 | Shall taste our mercy. Go and tell them so. |
| 35237 | Enter MONTJOY |
| 35238 | EXETER. Here comes the herald of the French,... |
| 35239 | GLOUCESTER. His eyes are humbler than they u... |
| 35240 | KING HENRY. How now! What means this, herald... |
| 35241 | That I have fin'd these bones of mine for ... |
| 35242 | Com'st thou again for ransom? |
| 35243 | MONTJOY. No, great King; |
| 35244 | I come to thee for charitable licence, |
| 35245 | That we may wander o'er this bloody field |
| 35246 | To book our dead, and then to bury them; |
| 35247 | To sort our nobles from our common men; |
| 35248 | For many of our princes- woe the while!- |
| 35249 | Lie drown'd and soak'd in mercenary blood; |
| 35250 | So do our vulgar drench their peasant limbs |
| 35251 | In blood of princes; and their wounded steeds |
| 35252 | Fret fetlock deep in gore, and with wild r... |
| 35253 | Yerk out their armed heels at their dead m... |
| 35254 | Killing them twice. O, give us leave, grea... |
| 35255 | To view the field in safety, and dispose |
| 35256 | Of their dead bodies! |
| 35257 | KING HENRY. I tell thee truly, herald, |
| 35258 | I know not if the day be ours or no; |
| 35259 | For yet a many of your horsemen peer |
| 35260 | And gallop o'er the field. |
| 35261 | MONTJOY. The day is yours. |
| 35262 | KING HENRY. Praised be God, and not our stre... |
| 35263 | What is this castle call'd that stands har... |
| 35264 | MONTJOY. They call it Agincourt. |
| 35265 | KING HENRY. Then call we this the field of A... |
| 35266 | Fought on the day of Crispin Crispianus. |
| 35267 | FLUELLEN. Your grandfather of famous memory,... |
| 35268 | Majesty, and your great-uncle Edward the P... |
| 35269 | as I have read in the chronicles, fought a... |
| 35270 | in France. |
| 35271 | KING HENRY. They did, Fluellen. |
| 35272 | FLUELLEN. Your Majesty says very true; if yo... |
| 35273 | rememb'red of it, the Welshmen did good se... |
| 35274 | leeks did grow, wearing leeks in their Mon... |
| 35275 | Majesty know to this hour is an honourable... |
| 35276 | and I do believe your Majesty takes no sco... |
| 35277 | upon Saint Tavy's day. |
| 35278 | KING HENRY. I wear it for a memorable honour; |
| 35279 | For I am Welsh, you know, good countryman. |
| 35280 | FLUELLEN. All the water in Wye cannot wash y... |
| 35281 | plood out of your pody, I can tell you tha... |
| 35282 | preserve it as long as it pleases his Grac... |
| 35283 | KING HENRY. Thanks, good my countryman. |
| 35284 | FLUELLEN. By Jeshu, I am your Majesty's coun... |
| 35285 | know it; I will confess it to all the 'orl... |
| 35286 | asham'd of your Majesty, praised be Got, s... |
| 35287 | is an honest man. |
| 35288 | Enter WILLIAMS |
| 35289 | KING HENRY. God keep me so! Our heralds go w... |
| 35290 | Bring me just notice of the numbers dead |
| 35291 | On both our parts. Call yonder fellow hither. |
| 35292 | Exeunt he... |
| 35293 | EXETER. Soldier, you must come to the King. |
| 35294 | KING HENRY. Soldier, why wear'st thou that g... |
| 35295 | WILLIAMS. An't please your Majesty, 'tis the... |
| 35296 | should fight withal, if he be alive. |
| 35297 | KING HENRY. An Englishman? |
| 35298 | WILLIAMS. An't please your Majesty, a rascal... |
| 35299 | last night; who, if 'a live and ever dare ... |
| 35300 | glove, I have sworn to take him a box o' t... |
| 35301 | my glove in his cap- which he swore, as he... |
| 35302 | would wear if alive- I will strike it out ... |
| 35303 | KING HENRY. What think you, Captain Fluellen... |
| 35304 | soldier keep his oath? |
| 35305 | FLUELLEN. He is a craven and a villain else,... |
| 35306 | Majesty, in my conscience. |
| 35307 | KING HENRY. It may be his enemy is a gentlem... |
| 35308 | from the answer of his degree. |
| 35309 | FLUELLEN. Though he be as good a gentleman a... |
| 35310 | Lucifier and Belzebub himself, it is neces... |
| 35311 | that he keep his vow and his oath; if he b... |
| 35312 | now, his reputation is as arrant a villain... |
| 35313 | ever his black shoe trod upon God's ground... |
| 35314 | conscience, la. |
| 35315 | KING HENRY. Then keep thy vow, sirrah, when ... |
| 35316 | fellow. |
| 35317 | WILLIAMS. So I Will, my liege, as I live. |
| 35318 | KING HENRY. Who serv'st thou under? |
| 35319 | WILLIAMS. Under Captain Gower, my liege. |
| 35320 | FLUELLEN. Gower is a good captain, and is go... |
| 35321 | literatured in the wars. |
| 35322 | KING HENRY. Call him hither to me, soldier. |
| 35323 | WILLIAMS. I will, my liege. ... |
| 35324 | KING HENRY. Here, Fluellen; wear thou this f... |
| 35325 | it in thy cap; when Alencon and myself wer... |
| 35326 | pluck'd this glove from his helm. If any m... |
| 35327 | is a friend to Alencon and an enemy to our... |
| 35328 | encounter any such, apprehend him, an thou... |
| 35329 | FLUELLEN. Your Grace does me as great honour... |
| 35330 | the hearts of his subjects. I would fain s... |
| 35331 | two legs that shall find himself aggrief'd... |
| 35332 | all; but I would fain see it once, an plea... |
| 35333 | that I might see. |
| 35334 | KING HENRY. Know'st thou Gower? |
| 35335 | FLUELLEN. He is my dear friend, an please you. |
| 35336 | KING HENRY. Pray thee, go seek him, and brin... |
| 35337 | FLUELLEN. I will fetch him. ... |
| 35338 | KING HENRY. My Lord of Warwick and my brothe... |
| 35339 | Follow Fluellen closely at the heels; |
| 35340 | The glove which I have given him for a favour |
| 35341 | May haply purchase him a box o' th' ear. |
| 35342 | It is the soldier's: I, by bargain, should |
| 35343 | Wear it myself. Follow, good cousin Warwick; |
| 35344 | If that the soldier strike him, as I judge |
| 35345 | By his blunt bearing he will keep his word, |
| 35346 | Some sudden mischief may arise of it; |
| 35347 | For I do know Fluellen valiant, |
| 35348 | And touch'd with choler, hot as gunpowder, |
| 35349 | And quickly will return an injury; |
| 35350 | Follow, and see there be no harm between t... |
| 35351 | Go you with me, uncle of Exeter. ... |
| 35352 | SCENE VIII. |
| 35353 | Before KING HENRY'S PAVILION |
| 35354 | Enter GOWER and WILLIAMS |
| 35355 | WILLIAMS. I warrant it is to knight you, Cap... |
| 35356 | Enter FLUELLEN |
| 35357 | FLUELLEN. God's will and his pleasure, Capta... |
| 35358 | come apace to the King: there is more good... |
| 35359 | peradventure than is in your knowledge to ... |
| 35360 | WILLIAMS. Sir, know you this glove? |
| 35361 | FLUELLEN. Know the glove? I know the glove i... |
| 35362 | WILLIAMS. I know this; and thus I challenge ... |
| 35363 | FLUELLEN. 'Sblood, an arrant traitor as any'... |
| 35364 | world, or in France, or in England! |
| 35365 | GOWER. How now, sir! you villain! |
| 35366 | WILLIAMS. Do you think I'll be forsworn? |
| 35367 | FLUELLEN. Stand away, Captain Gower; I will ... |
| 35368 | payment into plows, I warrant you. |
| 35369 | WILLIAMS. I am no traitor. |
| 35370 | FLUELLEN. That's a lie in thy throat. I char... |
| 35371 | name, apprehend him: he's a friend of the ... |
| 35372 | Enter WARWICK and GLOUCESTER |
| 35373 | WARWICK. How now! how now! what's the matter? |
| 35374 | FLUELLEN. My Lord of Warwick, here is- prais... |
| 35375 | most contagious treason come to light, loo... |
| 35376 | desire in a summer's day. Here is his Maje... |
| 35377 | Enter the KING and EXETER |
| 35378 | KING HENRY. How now! what's the matter? |
| 35379 | FLUELLEN. My liege, here is a villain and a ... |
| 35380 | your Grace, has struck the glove which you... |
| 35381 | of the helmet of Alencon. |
| 35382 | WILLIAMS. My liege, this was my glove: here ... |
| 35383 | and he that I gave it to in change promis'... |
| 35384 | cap; I promis'd to strike him if he did; I... |
| 35385 | glove in his cap, and I have been as good ... |
| 35386 | FLUELLEN. Your Majesty hear now, saving your... |
| 35387 | what an arrant, rascally, beggarly, lousy ... |
| 35388 | your Majesty is pear me testimony and witn... |
| 35389 | avouchment, that this is the glove of Alen... |
| 35390 | is give me; in your conscience, now. |
| 35391 | KING HENRY. Give me thy glove, soldier; look... |
| 35392 | it. |
| 35393 | 'Twas I, indeed, thou promised'st to strike, |
| 35394 | And thou hast given me most bitter terms. |
| 35395 | FLUELLEN. An please your Majesty, let his ne... |
| 35396 | there is any martial law in the world. |
| 35397 | KING HENRY. How canst thou make me satisfact... |
| 35398 | WILLIAMS. All offences, my lord, come from t... |
| 35399 | any from mine that might offend your Majesty. |
| 35400 | KING HENRY. It was ourself thou didst abuse. |
| 35401 | WILLIAMS. Your Majesty came not like yoursel... |
| 35402 | but as a common man; witness the night, yo... |
| 35403 | lowliness; and what your Highness suffer'd... |
| 35404 | beseech you take it for your own fault, an... |
| 35405 | been as I took you for, I made no offence;... |
| 35406 | your Highness pardon me. |
| 35407 | KING HENRY. Here, uncle Exeter, fill this gl... |
| 35408 | And give it to this fellow. Keep it, fellow; |
| 35409 | And wear it for an honour in thy cap |
| 35410 | Till I do challenge it. Give him the crowns; |
| 35411 | And, Captain, you must needs be friends wi... |
| 35412 | FLUELLEN. By this day and this light, the fe... |
| 35413 | in his belly: hold, there is twelve pence ... |
| 35414 | to serve God, and keep you out of prawls, ... |
| 35415 | quarrels, and dissensions, and, I warrant ... |
| 35416 | for you. |
| 35417 | WILLIAMS. I will none of your money. |
| 35418 | FLUELLEN. It is with a good will; I can tell... |
| 35419 | to mend your shoes. Come, wherefore should... |
| 35420 | Your shoes is not so good. 'Tis a good sil... |
| 35421 | I will change it. |
| 35422 | Enter an ENGLISH HERALD |
| 35423 | KING HENRY. Now, herald, are the dead numb'r... |
| 35424 | HERALD. Here is the number of the slaught're... |
| 35425 | ... |
| 35426 | KING HENRY. What prisoners of good sort are ... |
| 35427 | EXETER. Charles Duke of Orleans, nephew to t... |
| 35428 | John Duke of Bourbon, and Lord Bouciqualt; |
| 35429 | Of other lords and barons, knights and squ... |
| 35430 | Full fifteen hundred, besides common men. |
| 35431 | KING HENRY. This note doth tell me of ten th... |
| 35432 | That in the field lie slain; of princes in... |
| 35433 | And nobles bearing banners, there lie dead |
| 35434 | One hundred twenty-six; added to these, |
| 35435 | Of knights, esquires, and gallant gentlemen, |
| 35436 | Eight thousand and four hundred; of the which |
| 35437 | Five hundred were but yesterday dubb'd kni... |
| 35438 | So that, in these ten thousand they have l... |
| 35439 | There are but sixteen hundred mercenaries; |
| 35440 | The rest are princes, barons, lords, knigh... |
| 35441 | And gentlemen of blood and quality. |
| 35442 | The names of those their nobles that lie d... |
| 35443 | Charles Delabreth, High Constable of Franc... |
| 35444 | Jaques of Chatillon, Admiral of France; |
| 35445 | The master of the cross-bows, Lord Rambures; |
| 35446 | Great Master of France, the brave Sir Guic... |
| 35447 | John Duke of Alencon; Antony Duke of Brabant, |
| 35448 | The brother to the Duke of Burgundy; |
| 35449 | And Edward Duke of Bar. Of lusty earls, |
| 35450 | Grandpre and Roussi, Fauconbridge and Foix, |
| 35451 | Beaumont and Marle, Vaudemont and Lestrake. |
| 35452 | Here was a royal fellowship of death! |
| 35453 | Where is the number of our English dead? |
| 35454 | [HERALD prese... |
| 35455 | Edward the Duke of York, the Earl of Suffolk, |
| 35456 | Sir Richard Kikely, Davy Gam, Esquire; |
| 35457 | None else of name; and of all other men |
| 35458 | But five and twenty. O God, thy arm was here! |
| 35459 | And not to us, but to thy arm alone, |
| 35460 | Ascribe we all. When, without stratagem, |
| 35461 | But in plain shock and even play of battle, |
| 35462 | Was ever known so great and little los |
| 35463 | On one part and on th' other? Take it, God, |
| 35464 | For it is none but thine. |
| 35465 | EXETER. 'Tis wonderful! |
| 35466 | KING HENRY. Come, go we in procession to the... |
| 35467 | And be it death proclaimed through our host |
| 35468 | To boast of this or take that praise from God |
| 35469 | Which is his only. |
| 35470 | FLUELLEN. Is it not lawful, an please your M... |
| 35471 | many is kill'd? |
| 35472 | KING HENRY. Yes, Captain; but with this ackn... |
| 35473 | That God fought for us. |
| 35474 | FLUELLEN. Yes, my conscience, he did us grea... |
| 35475 | KING HENRY. Do we all holy rites: |
| 35476 | Let there be sung 'Non nobis' and 'Te Deum'; |
| 35477 | The dead with charity enclos'd in clay- |
| 35478 | And then to Calais; and to England then; |
| 35479 | Where ne'er from France arriv'd more happy... |
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| 35488 | ACT V. PROLOGUE. |
| 35489 | Enter CHORUS |
| 35490 | CHORUS. Vouchsafe to those that have not rea... |
| 35491 | That I may prompt them; and of such as have, |
| 35492 | I humbly pray them to admit th' excuse |
| 35493 | Of time, of numbers, and due course of thi... |
| 35494 | Which cannot in their huge and proper life |
| 35495 | Be here presented. Now we bear the King |
| 35496 | Toward Calais. Grant him there. There seen, |
| 35497 | Heave him away upon your winged thoughts |
| 35498 | Athwart the sea. Behold, the English beach |
| 35499 | Pales in the flood with men, with wives, a... |
| 35500 | Whose shouts and claps out-voice the deep-... |
| 35501 | Which, like a mighty whiffler, fore the King |
| 35502 | Seems to prepare his way. So let him land, |
| 35503 | And solemnly see him set on to London. |
| 35504 | So swift a pace hath thought that even now |
| 35505 | You may imagine him upon Blackheath; |
| 35506 | Where that his lords desire him to have borne |
| 35507 | His bruised helmet and his bended sword |
| 35508 | Before him through the city. He forbids it, |
| 35509 | Being free from vainness and self-glorious... |
| 35510 | Giving full trophy, signal, and ostent, |
| 35511 | Quite from himself to God. But now behold |
| 35512 | In the quick forge and working-house of th... |
| 35513 | How London doth pour out her citizens! |
| 35514 | The mayor and all his brethren in best sort- |
| 35515 | Like to the senators of th' antique Rome, |
| 35516 | With the plebeians swarming at their heels- |
| 35517 | Go forth and fetch their conqu'ring Caesar... |
| 35518 | As, by a lower but loving likelihood, |
| 35519 | Were now the General of our gracious Empress- |
| 35520 | As in good time he may- from Ireland coming, |
| 35521 | Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, |
| 35522 | How many would the peaceful city quit |
| 35523 | To welcome him! Much more, and much more c... |
| 35524 | Did they this Harry. Now in London place him- |
| 35525 | As yet the lamentation of the French |
| 35526 | Invites the King of England's stay at home; |
| 35527 | The Emperor's coming in behalf of France |
| 35528 | To order peace between them; and omit |
| 35529 | All the occurrences, whatever chanc'd, |
| 35530 | Till Harry's back-return again to France. |
| 35531 | There must we bring him; and myself have p... |
| 35532 | The interim, by rememb'ring you 'tis past. |
| 35533 | Then brook abridgment; and your eyes advance, |
| 35534 | After your thoughts, straight back again t... |
| 35535 | SCENE I. |
| 35536 | France. The English camp |
| 35537 | Enter FLUELLEN and GOWER |
| 35538 | GOWER. Nay, that's right; but why wear you y... |
| 35539 | Davy's day is past. |
| 35540 | FLUELLEN. There is occasions and causes why ... |
| 35541 | things. I will tell you, ass my friend, Ca... |
| 35542 | rascally, scald, beggarly, lousy, pragging... |
| 35543 | you and yourself and all the world know to... |
| 35544 | fellow, look you now, of no merits- he is ... |
| 35545 | me pread and salt yesterday, look you, and... |
| 35546 | was in a place where I could not breed no ... |
| 35547 | I will be so bold as to wear it in my cap ... |
| 35548 | again, and then I will tell him a little p... |
| 35549 | Enter PISTOL |
| 35550 | GOWER. Why, here he comes, swelling like a t... |
| 35551 | FLUELLEN. 'Tis no matter for his swellings n... |
| 35552 | God pless you, Aunchient Pistol! you scurv... |
| 35553 | pless you! |
| 35554 | PISTOL. Ha! art thou bedlam? Dost thou thirs... |
| 35555 | To have me fold up Parca's fatal web? |
| 35556 | Hence! I am qualmish at the smell of leek. |
| 35557 | FLUELLEN. I peseech you heartily, scurvy, lo... |
| 35558 | desires, and my requests, and my petitions... |
| 35559 | this leek; because, look you, you do not l... |
| 35560 | affections, and your appetites, and your d... |
| 35561 | agree with it, I would desire you to eat it. |
| 35562 | PISTOL. Not for Cadwallader and all his goats. |
| 35563 | FLUELLEN. There is one goat for you. [Strik... |
| 35564 | good, scald knave, as eat it? |
| 35565 | PISTOL. Base Troyan, thou shalt die. |
| 35566 | FLUELLEN. You say very true, scald knave- wh... |
| 35567 | will desire you to live in the meantime, a... |
| 35568 | come, there is sauce for it. [Striking hi... |
| 35569 | yesterday mountain-squire; but I will make... |
| 35570 | low degree. I pray you fall to; if you can... |
| 35571 | eat a leek. |
| 35572 | GOWER. Enough, Captain, you have astonish'd ... |
| 35573 | FLUELLEN. I say I will make him eat some par... |
| 35574 | peat his pate four days. Bite, I pray you,... |
| 35575 | green wound and your ploody coxcomb. |
| 35576 | PISTOL. Must I bite? |
| 35577 | FLUELLEN. Yes, certainly, and out of doubt, ... |
| 35578 | too, and ambiguides. |
| 35579 | PISTOL. By this leek, I will most horribly r... |
| 35580 | I swear- |
| 35581 | FLUELLEN. Eat, I pray you; will you have som... |
| 35582 | leek? There is not enough leek to swear by. |
| 35583 | PISTOL. Quiet thy cudgel: thou dost see I eat. |
| 35584 | FLUELLEN. Much good do you, scald knave, hea... |
| 35585 | throw none away; the skin is good for your... |
| 35586 | you take occasions to see leeks hereafter,... |
| 35587 | 'em; that is all. |
| 35588 | PISTOL. Good. |
| 35589 | FLUELLEN. Ay, leeks is good. Hold you, there... |
| 35590 | your pate. |
| 35591 | PISTOL. Me a groat! |
| 35592 | FLUELLEN. Yes, verily and in truth, you shal... |
| 35593 | another leek in my pocket which you shall ... |
| 35594 | PISTOL. I take thy groat in earnest of revenge. |
| 35595 | FLUELLEN. If I owe you anything I will pay y... |
| 35596 | shall be a woodmonger, and buy nothing of ... |
| 35597 | you, and keep you, and heal your pate. |
| 35598 | Exit |
| 35599 | PISTOL. All hell shall stir for this. |
| 35600 | GOWER. Go, go: you are a couterfeit cowardly... |
| 35601 | at an ancient tradition, begun upon an hon... |
| 35602 | worn as a memorable trophy of predeceased ... |
| 35603 | avouch in your deeds any of your words? I ... |
| 35604 | and galling at this gentleman twice or thr... |
| 35605 | because he could not speak English in the ... |
| 35606 | not therefore handle an English cudgel; yo... |
| 35607 | and henceforth let a Welsh correction teac... |
| 35608 | condition. Fare ye well. ... |
| 35609 | PISTOL. Doth Fortune play the huswife with m... |
| 35610 | News have I that my Nell is dead i' th' sp... |
| 35611 | Of malady of France; |
| 35612 | And there my rendezvous is quite cut off. |
| 35613 | Old I do wax; and from my weary limbs |
| 35614 | Honour is cudgell'd. Well, bawd I'll turn, |
| 35615 | And something lean to cutpurse of quick hand. |
| 35616 | To England will I steal, and there I'll st... |
| 35617 | And patches will I get unto these cudgell'... |
| 35618 | And swear I got them in the Gallia wars. ... |
| 35619 | SCENE II. |
| 35620 | France. The FRENCH KING'S palace |
| 35621 | Enter at one door, KING HENRY, EXETER, BEDFORD... |
| 35622 | WESTMORELAND, and other LORDS; at another, the... |
| 35623 | the PRINCESS KATHERINE, ALICE, and other LADIE... |
| 35624 | and his train |
| 35625 | KING HENRY. Peace to this meeting, wherefore... |
| 35626 | Unto our brother France, and to our sister, |
| 35627 | Health and fair time of day; joy and good ... |
| 35628 | To our most fair and princely cousin Kathe... |
| 35629 | And, as a branch and member of this royalty, |
| 35630 | By whom this great assembly is contriv'd, |
| 35631 | We do salute you, Duke of Burgundy. |
| 35632 | And, princes French, and peers, health to ... |
| 35633 | FRENCH KING. Right joyous are we to behold y... |
| 35634 | Most worthy brother England; fairly met! |
| 35635 | So are you, princes English, every one. |
| 35636 | QUEEN ISABEL. So happy be the issue, brother... |
| 35637 | Of this good day and of this gracious meet... |
| 35638 | As we are now glad to behold your eyes- |
| 35639 | Your eyes, which hitherto have home in them, |
| 35640 | Against the French that met them in their ... |
| 35641 | The fatal balls of murdering basilisks; |
| 35642 | The venom of such looks, we fairly hope, |
| 35643 | Have lost their quality; and that this day |
| 35644 | Shall change all griefs and quarrels into ... |
| 35645 | KING HENRY. To cry amen to that, thus we app... |
| 35646 | QUEEN ISABEL. You English princes an, I do s... |
| 35647 | BURGUNDY. My duty to you both, on equal love, |
| 35648 | Great Kings of France and England! That I ... |
| 35649 | With all my wits, my pains, and strong end... |
| 35650 | To bring your most imperial Majesties |
| 35651 | Unto this bar and royal interview, |
| 35652 | Your mightiness on both parts best can wit... |
| 35653 | Since then my office hath so far prevail'd |
| 35654 | That face to face and royal eye to eye |
| 35655 | You have congreeted, let it not disgrace me |
| 35656 | If I demand, before this royal view, |
| 35657 | What rub or what impediment there is |
| 35658 | Why that the naked, poor, and mangled Peace, |
| 35659 | Dear nurse of arts, plenties, and joyful b... |
| 35660 | Should not in this best garden of the world, |
| 35661 | Our fertile France, put up her lovely visage? |
| 35662 | Alas, she hath from France too long been c... |
| 35663 | And all her husbandry doth lie on heaps, |
| 35664 | Corrupting in it own fertility. |
| 35665 | Her vine, the merry cheerer of the heart, |
| 35666 | Unpruned dies; her hedges even-pleach'd, |
| 35667 | Like prisoners wildly overgrown with hair, |
| 35668 | Put forth disorder'd twigs; her fallow leas |
| 35669 | The darnel, hemlock, and rank fumitory, |
| 35670 | Doth root upon, while that the coulter rusts |
| 35671 | That should deracinate such savagery; |
| 35672 | The even mead, that erst brought sweetly f... |
| 35673 | The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green cl... |
| 35674 | Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank, |
| 35675 | Conceives by idleness, and nothing teems |
| 35676 | But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksie... |
| 35677 | Losing both beauty and utility. |
| 35678 | And as our vineyards, fallows, meads, and ... |
| 35679 | Defective in their natures, grow to wildness; |
| 35680 | Even so our houses and ourselves and children |
| 35681 | Have lost, or do not learn for want of time, |
| 35682 | The sciences that should become our country; |
| 35683 | But grow, like savages- as soldiers will, |
| 35684 | That nothing do but meditate on blood- |
| 35685 | To swearing and stern looks, diffus'd attire, |
| 35686 | And everything that seems unnatural. |
| 35687 | Which to reduce into our former favout |
| 35688 | You are assembled; and my speech entreats |
| 35689 | That I may know the let why gentle Peace |
| 35690 | Should not expel these inconveniences |
| 35691 | And bless us with her former qualities. |
| 35692 | KING HENRY. If, Duke of Burgundy, you would ... |
| 35693 | Whose want gives growth to th' imperfections |
| 35694 | Which you have cited, you must buy that peace |
| 35695 | With full accord to all our just demands; |
| 35696 | Whose tenours and particular effects |
| 35697 | You have, enschedul'd briefly, in your han... |
| 35698 | BURGUNDY. The King hath heard them; to the w... |
| 35699 | There is no answer made. |
| 35700 | KING HENRY. Well then, the peace, |
| 35701 | Which you before so urg'd, lies in his ans... |
| 35702 | FRENCH KING. I have but with a cursorary eye |
| 35703 | O'erglanced the articles; pleaseth your Grace |
| 35704 | To appoint some of your council presently |
| 35705 | To sit with us once more, with better heed |
| 35706 | To re-survey them, we will suddenly |
| 35707 | Pass our accept and peremptory answer. |
| 35708 | KING HENRY. Brother, we shall. Go, uncle Exe... |
| 35709 | And brother Clarence, and you, brother Glo... |
| 35710 | Warwick, and Huntington, go with the King; |
| 35711 | And take with you free power to ratify, |
| 35712 | Augment, or alter, as your wisdoms best |
| 35713 | Shall see advantageable for our dignity, |
| 35714 | Any thing in or out of our demands; |
| 35715 | And we'll consign thereto. Will you, fair ... |
| 35716 | Go with the princes or stay here with us? |
| 35717 | QUEEN ISABEL. Our gracious brother, I will g... |
| 35718 | Haply a woman's voice may do some good, |
| 35719 | When articles too nicely urg'd be stood on. |
| 35720 | KING HENRY. Yet leave our cousin Katherine h... |
| 35721 | She is our capital demand, compris'd |
| 35722 | Within the fore-rank of our articles. |
| 35723 | QUEEN ISABEL. She hath good leave. |
| 35724 | Exeunt all but the KING, KA... |
| 35725 | KING HENRY. Fair Katherine, and most fair, |
| 35726 | Will you vouchsafe to teach a soldier terms |
| 35727 | Such as will enter at a lady's ear, |
| 35728 | And plead his love-suit to her gentle heart? |
| 35729 | KATHERINE. Your Majesty shall mock me; I can... |
| 35730 | KING HENRY. O fair Katherine, if you will lo... |
| 35731 | French heart, I will be glad to hear you c... |
| 35732 | your English tongue. Do you like me, Kate? |
| 35733 | KATHERINE. Pardonnez-moi, I cannot tell vat ... |
| 35734 | KING HENRY. An angel is like you, Kate, and ... |
| 35735 | KATHERINE. Que dit-il? que je suis semblable... |
| 35736 | ALICE. Oui, vraiment, sauf votre grace, ains... |
| 35737 | KING HENRY. I said so, dear Katherine, and I... |
| 35738 | affirm it. |
| 35739 | KATHERINE. O bon Dieu! les langues des homme... |
| 35740 | tromperies. |
| 35741 | KING HENRY. What says she, fair one? that th... |
| 35742 | full of deceits? |
| 35743 | ALICE. Oui, dat de tongues of de mans is be ... |
| 35744 | de Princess. |
| 35745 | KING HENRY. The Princess is the better Engli... |
| 35746 | Kate, my wooing is fit for thy understandi... |
| 35747 | canst speak no better English; for if thou... |
| 35748 | find me such a plain king that thou woulds... |
| 35749 | farm to buy my crown. I know no ways to mi... |
| 35750 | directly to say 'I love you.' Then, if you... |
| 35751 | to say 'Do you in faith?' I wear out my su... |
| 35752 | answer; i' faith, do; and so clap hands an... |
| 35753 | you, lady? |
| 35754 | KATHERINE. Sauf votre honneur, me understand... |
| 35755 | KING HENRY. Marry, if you would put me to ve... |
| 35756 | your sake, Kate, why you undid me; for the... |
| 35757 | words nor measure, and for the other I hav... |
| 35758 | measure, yet a reasonable measure in stren... |
| 35759 | lady at leap-frog, or by vaulting into my ... |
| 35760 | on my back, under the correction of braggi... |
| 35761 | should quickly leap into wife. Or if I mig... |
| 35762 | or bound my horse for her favours, I could... |
| 35763 | and sit like a jack-an-apes, never off. Bu... |
| 35764 | cannot look greenly, nor gasp out my cloqu... |
| 35765 | cunning in protestation; only downright oa... |
| 35766 | till urg'd, nor never break for urging. If... |
| 35767 | fellow of this temper, Kate, whose face is... |
| 35768 | that never looks in his glass for love of ... |
| 35769 | let thine eye be thy cook. I speak to thee... |
| 35770 | canst love me for this, take me; if not, t... |
| 35771 | shall die is true- but for thy love, by th... |
| 35772 | thee too. And while thou liv'st, dear Kate... |
| 35773 | plain and uncoined constancy; for he perfo... |
| 35774 | because he hath not the gift to woo in oth... |
| 35775 | fellows of infinite tongue, that can rhyme... |
| 35776 | ladies' favours, they do always reason the... |
| 35777 | What! a speaker is but a prater: a rhyme i... |
| 35778 | leg will fall; a straight back will stoop;... |
| 35779 | turn white; a curl'd pate will grow bald; ... |
| 35780 | wither; a full eye will wax hollow. But a ... |
| 35781 | the sun and the moon; or, rather, the sun,... |
| 35782 | it shines bright and never changes, but ke... |
| 35783 | If thou would have such a one, take me; an... |
| 35784 | soldier; take a soldier, take a king. And ... |
| 35785 | to my love? Speak, my fair, and fairly, I ... |
| 35786 | KATHERINE. Is it possible dat I sould love d... |
| 35787 | KING HENRY. No, it is not possible you shoul... |
| 35788 | France, Kate, but in loving me you should ... |
| 35789 | France; for I love France so well that I w... |
| 35790 | village of it; I will have it all mine. An... |
| 35791 | mine and I am yours, then yours is France ... |
| 35792 | KATHERINE. I cannot tell vat is dat. |
| 35793 | KING HENRY. No, Kate? I will tell thee in Fr... |
| 35794 | will hang upon my tongue like a new-marrie... |
| 35795 | husband's neck, hardly to be shook off. Je... |
| 35796 | possession de France, et quand vous avez l... |
| 35797 | let me see, what then? Saint Denis be my s... |
| 35798 | France et vous etes mienne. It is as easy ... |
| 35799 | conquer the kingdom as to speak so much mo... |
| 35800 | never move thee in French, unless it be to... |
| 35801 | KATHERINE. Sauf votre honneur, le Francais q... |
| 35802 | meilleur que l'Anglais lequel je parle. |
| 35803 | KING HENRY. No, faith, is't not, Kate; but t... |
| 35804 | tongue, and I thine, most truly falsely, m... |
| 35805 | be much at one. But, Kate, dost thou under... |
| 35806 | English- Canst thou love me? |
| 35807 | KATHERINE. I cannot tell. |
| 35808 | KING HENRY. Can any of your neighbours tell,... |
| 35809 | Come, I know thou lovest me; and at night,... |
| 35810 | your closet, you'll question this gentlewo... |
| 35811 | know, Kate, you will to her dispraise thos... |
| 35812 | love with your heart. But, good Kate, mock... |
| 35813 | rather, gentle Princess, because I love th... |
| 35814 | thou beest mine, Kate, as I have a saving ... |
| 35815 | me thou shalt, I get thee with scambling, ... |
| 35816 | needs prove a good soldier-breeder. Shall ... |
| 35817 | Saint Denis and Saint George, compound a b... |
| 35818 | English, that shall go to Constantinople a... |
| 35819 | beard? Shall we not? What say'st thou, my ... |
| 35820 | KATHERINE. I do not know dat. |
| 35821 | KING HENRY. No: 'tis hereafter to know, but ... |
| 35822 | now promise, Kate, you will endeavour for ... |
| 35823 | such a boy; and for my English moiety take... |
| 35824 | a bachelor. How answer you, la plus belle ... |
| 35825 | tres cher et divin deesse? |
| 35826 | KATHERINE. Your Majestee ave fausse French e... |
| 35827 | most sage damoiselle dat is en France. |
| 35828 | KING HENRY. Now, fie upon my false French! B... |
| 35829 | English, I love thee, Kate; by which honou... |
| 35830 | lovest me; yet my blood begins to flatter ... |
| 35831 | notwithstanding the poor and untempering e... |
| 35832 | beshrew my father's ambition! He was think... |
| 35833 | he got me; therefore was I created with a ... |
| 35834 | an aspect of iron, that when I come to woo... |
| 35835 | But, in faith, Kate, the elder I wax, the ... |
| 35836 | my comfort is, that old age, that in layer... |
| 35837 | no more spoil upon my face; thou hast me, ... |
| 35838 | worst; and thou shalt wear me, if thou wea... |
| 35839 | better. And therefore tell me, most fair K... |
| 35840 | me? Put off your maiden blushes; avouch th... |
| 35841 | heart with the looks of an empress; take m... |
| 35842 | 'Harry of England, I am thine.' Which word... |
| 35843 | bless mine ear withal but I will tell thee... |
| 35844 | thine, Ireland is thine, France is thine, ... |
| 35845 | is thine'; who, though I speak it before h... |
| 35846 | fellow with the best king, thou shalt find... |
| 35847 | fellows. Come, your answer in broken music... |
| 35848 | music and thy English broken; therefore, Q... |
| 35849 | break thy mind to me in broken English, wi... |
| 35850 | KATHERINE. Dat is as it shall please de roi ... |
| 35851 | KING HENRY. Nay, it will please him well, Ka... |
| 35852 | him, Kate. |
| 35853 | KATHERINE. Den it sall also content me. |
| 35854 | KING HENRY. Upon that I kiss your hand, and ... |
| 35855 | KATHERINE. Laissez, mon seigneur, laissez, l... |
| 35856 | veux point que vous abaissiez votre grande... |
| 35857 | d'une, notre seigneur, indigne serviteur; ... |
| 35858 | supplie, mon tres puissant seigneur. |
| 35859 | KING HENRY. Then I will kiss your lips, Kate. |
| 35860 | KATHERINE. Les dames et demoiselles pour etr... |
| 35861 | noces, il n'est pas la coutume de France. |
| 35862 | KING HENRY. Madame my interpreter, what says... |
| 35863 | ALICE. Dat it is not be de fashion pour le l... |
| 35864 | cannot tell vat is baiser en Anglish. |
| 35865 | KING HENRY. To kiss. |
| 35866 | ALICE. Your Majestee entendre bettre que moi. |
| 35867 | KING HENRY. It is not a fashion for the maid... |
| 35868 | before they are married, would she say? |
| 35869 | ALICE. Oui, vraiment. |
| 35870 | KING HENRY. O Kate, nice customs curtsy to g... |
| 35871 | you and I cannot be confin'd within the we... |
| 35872 | fashion; we are the makers of manners, Kat... |
| 35873 | follows our places stops the mouth of all ... |
| 35874 | do yours for upholding the nice fashion of... |
| 35875 | denying me a kiss; therefore, patiently an... |
| 35876 | her] You have witchcraft in your lips, Ka... |
| 35877 | eloquence in a sugar touch of them than in... |
| 35878 | French council; and they should sooner per... |
| 35879 | than a general petition of monarchs. Here ... |
| 35880 | Enter the FRENCH POWER and the EN... |
| 35881 | BURGUNDY. God save your Majesty! My royal co... |
| 35882 | Teach you our princess English? |
| 35883 | KING HENRY. I would have her learn, my fair ... |
| 35884 | love her; and that is good English. |
| 35885 | BURGUNDY. Is she not apt? |
| 35886 | KING HENRY. Our tongue is rough, coz, and my... |
| 35887 | smooth; so that, having neither the voice ... |
| 35888 | flattery about me, I cannot so conjure up ... |
| 35889 | her that he will appear in his true likeness. |
| 35890 | BURGUNDY. Pardon the frankness of my mirth, ... |
| 35891 | that. If you would conjure in her, you mus... |
| 35892 | conjure up love in her in his true likenes... |
| 35893 | and blind. Can you blame her, then, being ... |
| 35894 | with the virgin crimson of modesty, if she... |
| 35895 | a naked blind boy in her naked seeing self... |
| 35896 | hard condition for a maid to consign to. |
| 35897 | KING HENRY. Yet they do wink and yield, as l... |
| 35898 | enforces. |
| 35899 | BURGUNDY. They are then excus'd, my lord, wh... |
| 35900 | they do. |
| 35901 | KING HENRY. Then, good my lord, teach your c... |
| 35902 | winking. |
| 35903 | BURGUNDY. I will wink on her to consent, my ... |
| 35904 | her to know my meaning; for maids well sum... |
| 35905 | like flies at Bartholomew-tide, blind, tho... |
| 35906 | eyes; and then they will endure handling, ... |
| 35907 | abide looking on. |
| 35908 | KING HENRY. This moral ties me over to time ... |
| 35909 | so I shall catch the fly, your cousin, in ... |
| 35910 | must be blind too. |
| 35911 | BURGUNDY. As love is, my lord, before it loves. |
| 35912 | KING HENRY. It is so; and you may, some of y... |
| 35913 | blindness, who cannot see many a fair Fren... |
| 35914 | French maid that stands in my way. |
| 35915 | FRENCH KING. Yes, my lord, you see them pers... |
| 35916 | turned into a maid; for they are all girdl... |
| 35917 | that war hath never ent'red. |
| 35918 | KING HENRY. Shall Kate be my wife? |
| 35919 | FRENCH KING. So please you. |
| 35920 | KING HENRY. I am content, so the maiden citi... |
| 35921 | on her; so the maid that stood in the way ... |
| 35922 | me the way to my will. |
| 35923 | FRENCH KING. We have consented to all terms ... |
| 35924 | KING HENRY. Is't so, my lords of England? |
| 35925 | WESTMORELAND. The king hath granted every ar... |
| 35926 | His daughter first; and then in sequel, all, |
| 35927 | According to their firm proposed natures. |
| 35928 | EXETER. Only he hath not yet subscribed this: |
| 35929 | Where your Majesty demands that the King... |
| 35930 | occasion to write for matter of grant, sha... |
| 35931 | in this form and with this addition, in Fr... |
| 35932 | fils Henri, Roi d'Angleterre, Heritier de ... |
| 35933 | Latin, Praeclarissimus filius noster Henri... |
| 35934 | Haeres Franciae. |
| 35935 | FRENCH KING. Nor this I have not, brother, s... |
| 35936 | But our request shall make me let it pass. |
| 35937 | KING HENRY. I pray you, then, in love and de... |
| 35938 | Let that one article rank with the rest; |
| 35939 | And thereupon give me your daughter. |
| 35940 | FRENCH KING. Take her, fair son, and from he... |
| 35941 | Issue to me; that the contending kingdoms |
| 35942 | Of France and England, whose very shores l... |
| 35943 | With envy of each other's happiness, |
| 35944 | May cease their hatred; and this dear conj... |
| 35945 | Plant neighbourhood and Christian-like accord |
| 35946 | In their sweet bosoms, that never war advance |
| 35947 | His bleeding sword 'twixt England and fair... |
| 35948 | LORDS. Amen! |
| 35949 | KING HENRY. Now, welcome, Kate; and bear me ... |
| 35950 | That here I kiss her as my sovereign queen... |
| 35951 | QUEEN ISABEL. God, the best maker of all mar... |
| 35952 | Combine your hearts in one, your realms in... |
| 35953 | As man and wife, being two, are one in love, |
| 35954 | So be there 'twixt your kingdoms such a sp... |
| 35955 | That never may ill office or fell jealousy, |
| 35956 | Which troubles oft the bed of blessed marr... |
| 35957 | Thrust in between the paction of these kin... |
| 35958 | To make divorce of their incorporate league; |
| 35959 | That English may as French, French English... |
| 35960 | Receive each other. God speak this Amen! |
| 35961 | ALL. Amen! |
| 35962 | KING HENRY. Prepare we for our marriage; on ... |
| 35963 | My Lord of Burgundy, we'll take your oath, |
| 35964 | And all the peers', for surety of our leag... |
| 35965 | Then shall I swear to Kate, and you to me, |
| 35966 | And may our oaths well kept and prosp'rous... |
| 35967 | ... |
| 35968 | EPILOGUE |
| 35969 | EPILOGUE. |
| 35970 | Enter CHORUS |
| 35971 | CHORUS. Thus far, with rough and all-unable ... |
| 35972 | Our bending author hath pursu'd the story, |
| 35973 | In little room confining mighty men, |
| 35974 | Mangling by starts the full course of thei... |
| 35975 | Small time, but, in that small, most great... |
| 35976 | This star of England. Fortune made his sword; |
| 35977 | By which the world's best garden he achieved, |
| 35978 | And of it left his son imperial lord. |
| 35979 | Henry the Sixth, in infant bands crown'd king |
| 35980 | Of France and England, did this king succeed; |
| 35981 | Whose state so many had the managing |
| 35982 | That they lost France and made his England... |
| 35983 | Which oft our stage hath shown; and, for t... |
| 35984 | In your fair minds let this acceptance tak... |
| 35985 | THE END |
| 35986 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 35987 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
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| 35994 | 1592 |
| 35995 | THE FIRST PART OF HENRY THE SIXTH |
| 35996 | by William Shakespeare |
| 35997 | Dramatis Personae |
| 35998 | KING HENRY THE SIXTH |
| 35999 | DUKE OF GLOUCESTER, uncle to the King, and P... |
| 36000 | DUKE OF BEDFORD, uncle to the King, and Rege... |
| 36001 | THOMAS BEAUFORT, DUKE OF EXETER, great-uncle... |
| 36002 | HENRY BEAUFORT, great-uncle to the King, BIS... |
| 36003 | and afterwards CARDINAL |
| 36004 | JOHN BEAUFORT, EARL OF SOMERSET, afterwards ... |
| 36005 | RICHARD PLANTAGENET, son of Richard late Ear... |
| 36006 | afterwards DUKE OF YORK |
| 36007 | EARL OF WARWICK |
| 36008 | EARL OF SALISBURY |
| 36009 | EARL OF SUFFOLK |
| 36010 | LORD TALBOT, afterwards EARL OF SHREWSBURY |
| 36011 | JOHN TALBOT, his son |
| 36012 | EDMUND MORTIMER, EARL OF MARCH |
| 36013 | SIR JOHN FASTOLFE |
| 36014 | SIR WILLIAM LUCY |
| 36015 | SIR WILLIAM GLANSDALE |
| 36016 | SIR THOMAS GARGRAVE |
| 36017 | MAYOR of LONDON |
| 36018 | WOODVILLE, Lieutenant of the Tower |
| 36019 | VERNON, of the White Rose or York faction |
| 36020 | BASSET, of the Red Rose or Lancaster faction |
| 36021 | A LAWYER |
| 36022 | GAOLERS, to Mortimer |
| 36023 | CHARLES, Dauphin, and afterwards King of France |
| 36024 | REIGNIER, DUKE OF ANJOU, and titular King of... |
| 36025 | DUKE OF BURGUNDY |
| 36026 | DUKE OF ALENCON |
| 36027 | BASTARD OF ORLEANS |
| 36028 | GOVERNOR OF PARIS |
| 36029 | MASTER-GUNNER OF ORLEANS, and his SON |
| 36030 | GENERAL OF THE FRENCH FORCES in Bordeaux |
| 36031 | A FRENCH SERGEANT |
| 36032 | A PORTER |
| 36033 | AN OLD SHEPHERD, father to Joan la Pucelle |
| 36034 | MARGARET, daughter to Reignier, afterwards m... |
| 36035 | King Henry |
| 36036 | COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE |
| 36037 | JOAN LA PUCELLE, Commonly called JOAN OF ARC |
| 36038 | Lords, Warders of the Tower, Heralds, Office... |
| 36039 | Messengers, English and French Attendants. F... |
| 36040 | to La Pucelle |
| 36041 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 36042 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 36043 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 36044 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 36045 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 36046 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 36049 | SCENE: |
| 36050 | England and France |
| 36051 | The First Part of King Henry the Sixth |
| 36052 | ACT I. SCENE 1. |
| 36053 | Westminster Abbey |
| 36054 | Dead March. Enter the funeral of KING HENRY TH... |
| 36055 | attended on by the DUKE OF BEDFORD, Regent of ... |
| 36056 | the DUKE OF GLOUCESTER, Protector, the DUKE OF... |
| 36057 | the EARL OF WARWICK, the BISHOP OF WINCHESTER |
| 36058 | BEDFORD. Hung be the heavens with black, yie... |
| 36059 | night! Comets, importing change of times a... |
| 36060 | Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky |
| 36061 | And with them scourge the bad revolting stars |
| 36062 | That have consented unto Henry's death! |
| 36063 | King Henry the Fifth, too famous to live l... |
| 36064 | England ne'er lost a king of so much worth. |
| 36065 | GLOUCESTER. England ne'er had a king until h... |
| 36066 | Virtue he had, deserving to command; |
| 36067 | His brandish'd sword did blind men with hi... |
| 36068 | His arms spread wider than a dragon's wings; |
| 36069 | His sparkling eyes, replete with wrathful ... |
| 36070 | More dazzled and drove back his enemies |
| 36071 | Than mid-day sun fierce bent against their... |
| 36072 | What should I say? His deeds exceed all sp... |
| 36073 | He ne'er lift up his hand but conquered. |
| 36074 | EXETER. We mourn in black; why mourn we not ... |
| 36075 | Henry is dead and never shall revive. |
| 36076 | Upon a wooden coffin we attend; |
| 36077 | And death's dishonourable victory |
| 36078 | We with our stately presence glorify, |
| 36079 | Like captives bound to a triumphant car. |
| 36080 | What! shall we curse the planets of mishap |
| 36081 | That plotted thus our glory's overthrow? |
| 36082 | Or shall we think the subtle-witted French |
| 36083 | Conjurers and sorcerers, that, afraid of him, |
| 36084 | By magic verses have contriv'd his end? |
| 36085 | WINCHESTER. He was a king bless'd of the Kin... |
| 36086 | Unto the French the dreadful judgment-day |
| 36087 | So dreadful will not be as was his sight. |
| 36088 | The battles of the Lord of Hosts he fought; |
| 36089 | The Church's prayers made him so prosperous. |
| 36090 | GLOUCESTER. The Church! Where is it? Had not... |
| 36091 | pray'd, |
| 36092 | His thread of life had not so soon decay'd. |
| 36093 | None do you like but an effeminate prince, |
| 36094 | Whom like a school-boy you may overawe. |
| 36095 | WINCHESTER. Gloucester, whate'er we like, th... |
| 36096 | Protector |
| 36097 | And lookest to command the Prince and realm. |
| 36098 | Thy wife is proud; she holdeth thee in awe |
| 36099 | More than God or religious churchmen may. |
| 36100 | GLOUCESTER. Name not religion, for thou lov'... |
| 36101 | And ne'er throughout the year to church th... |
| 36102 | Except it be to pray against thy foes. |
| 36103 | BEDFORD. Cease, cease these jars and rest yo... |
| 36104 | Let's to the altar. Heralds, wait on us. |
| 36105 | Instead of gold, we'll offer up our arms, |
| 36106 | Since arms avail not, now that Henry's dead. |
| 36107 | Posterity, await for wretched years, |
| 36108 | When at their mothers' moist'ned eyes babe... |
| 36109 | Our isle be made a nourish of salt tears, |
| 36110 | And none but women left to wail the dead. |
| 36111 | HENRY the Fifth, thy ghost I invocate: |
| 36112 | Prosper this realm, keep it from civil bro... |
| 36113 | Combat with adverse planets in the heavens. |
| 36114 | A far more glorious star thy soul will make |
| 36115 | Than Julius Caesar or bright |
| 36116 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 36117 | MESSENGER. My honourable lords, health to yo... |
| 36118 | Sad tidings bring I to you out of France, |
| 36119 | Of loss, of slaughter, and discomfiture: |
| 36120 | Guienne, Champagne, Rheims, Orleans, |
| 36121 | Paris, Guysors, Poictiers, are all quite l... |
| 36122 | BEDFORD. What say'st thou, man, before dead ... |
| 36123 | Speak softly, or the loss of those great t... |
| 36124 | Will make him burst his lead and rise from... |
| 36125 | GLOUCESTER. Is Paris lost? Is Rouen yielded ... |
| 36126 | If Henry were recall'd to life again, |
| 36127 | These news would cause him once more yield... |
| 36128 | EXETER. How were they lost? What treachery w... |
| 36129 | MESSENGER. No treachery, but want of men and... |
| 36130 | Amongst the soldiers this is muttered |
| 36131 | That here you maintain several factions; |
| 36132 | And whilst a field should be dispatch'd an... |
| 36133 | You are disputing of your generals: |
| 36134 | One would have ling'ring wars, with little... |
| 36135 | Another would fly swift, but wanteth wings; |
| 36136 | A third thinks, without expense at all, |
| 36137 | By guileful fair words peace may be obtain'd. |
| 36138 | Awake, awake, English nobility! |
| 36139 | Let not sloth dim your honours, new-begot. |
| 36140 | Cropp'd are the flower-de-luces in your arms; |
| 36141 | Of England's coat one half is cut away. |
| 36142 | EXETER. Were our tears wanting to this funeral, |
| 36143 | These tidings would call forth their flowi... |
| 36144 | BEDFORD. Me they concern; Regent I am of Fra... |
| 36145 | Give me my steeled coat; I'll fight for Fr... |
| 36146 | Away with these disgraceful wailing robes! |
| 36147 | Wounds will I lend the French instead of e... |
| 36148 | To weep their intermissive miseries. |
| 36149 | Enter a second MESSENGER |
| 36150 | SECOND MESSENGER. Lords, view these letters ... |
| 36151 | mischance. |
| 36152 | France is revolted from the English quite, |
| 36153 | Except some petty towns of no import. |
| 36154 | The Dauphin Charles is crowned king in Rhe... |
| 36155 | The Bastard of Orleans with him is join'd; |
| 36156 | Reignier, Duke of Anjou, doth take his part; |
| 36157 | The Duke of Alencon flieth to his side. |
| 36158 | EXETER. The Dauphin crowned king! all fly to... |
| 36159 | O, whither shall we fly from this reproach? |
| 36160 | GLOUCESTER. We will not fly but to our enemi... |
| 36161 | Bedford, if thou be slack I'll fight it out. |
| 36162 | BEDFORD. Gloucester, why doubt'st thou of my... |
| 36163 | An army have I muster'd in my thoughts, |
| 36164 | Wherewith already France is overrun. |
| 36165 | Enter a third MESSENGER |
| 36166 | THIRD MESSENGER. My gracious lords, to add t... |
| 36167 | laments, |
| 36168 | Wherewith you now bedew King Henry's hearse, |
| 36169 | I must inform you of a dismal fight |
| 36170 | Betwixt the stout Lord Talbot and the French. |
| 36171 | WINCHESTER. What! Wherein Talbot overcame? I... |
| 36172 | THIRD MESSENGER. O, no; wherein Lord Talbot was |
| 36173 | o'erthrown. |
| 36174 | The circumstance I'll tell you more at large. |
| 36175 | The tenth of August last this dreadful lord, |
| 36176 | Retiring from the siege of Orleans, |
| 36177 | Having full scarce six thousand in his troop, |
| 36178 | By three and twenty thousand of the French |
| 36179 | Was round encompassed and set upon. |
| 36180 | No leisure had he to enrank his men; |
| 36181 | He wanted pikes to set before his archers; |
| 36182 | Instead whereof sharp stakes pluck'd out o... |
| 36183 | They pitched in the ground confusedly |
| 36184 | To keep the horsemen off from breaking in. |
| 36185 | More than three hours the fight continued; |
| 36186 | Where valiant Talbot, above human thought, |
| 36187 | Enacted wonders with his sword and lance: |
| 36188 | Hundreds he sent to hell, and none durst s... |
| 36189 | Here, there, and everywhere, enrag'd he slew |
| 36190 | The French exclaim'd the devil was in arms; |
| 36191 | All the whole army stood agaz'd on him. |
| 36192 | His soldiers, spying his undaunted spirit, |
| 36193 | 'A Talbot! a Talbot!' cried out amain, |
| 36194 | And rush'd into the bowels of the battle. |
| 36195 | Here had the conquest fully been seal'd up |
| 36196 | If Sir John Fastolfe had not play'd the co... |
| 36197 | He, being in the vaward plac'd behind |
| 36198 | With purpose to relieve and follow them- |
| 36199 | Cowardly fled, not having struck one stroke; |
| 36200 | Hence grew the general wreck and massacre. |
| 36201 | Enclosed were they with their enemies. |
| 36202 | A base Walloon, to win the Dauphin's grace, |
| 36203 | Thrust Talbot with a spear into the back; |
| 36204 | Whom all France, with their chief assemble... |
| 36205 | Durst not presume to look once in the face. |
| 36206 | BEDFORD. Is Talbot slain? Then I will slay m... |
| 36207 | For living idly here in pomp and ease, |
| 36208 | Whilst such a worthy leader, wanting aid, |
| 36209 | Unto his dastard foemen is betray'd. |
| 36210 | THIRD MESSENGER. O no, he lives, but is took... |
| 36211 | And Lord Scales with him, and Lord Hungerf... |
| 36212 | Most of the rest slaughter'd or took likew... |
| 36213 | BEDFORD. His ransom there is none but I shal... |
| 36214 | I'll hale the Dauphin headlong from his th... |
| 36215 | His crown shall be the ransom of my friend; |
| 36216 | Four of their lords I'll change for one of... |
| 36217 | Farewell, my masters; to my task will I; |
| 36218 | Bonfires in France forthwith I am to make |
| 36219 | To keep our great Saint George's feast wit... |
| 36220 | Ten thousand soldiers with me I will take, |
| 36221 | Whose bloody deeds shall make an Europe qu... |
| 36222 | THIRD MESSENGER. So you had need; for Orlean... |
| 36223 | The English army is grown weak and faint; |
| 36224 | The Earl of Salisbury craveth supply |
| 36225 | And hardly keeps his men from mutiny, |
| 36226 | Since they, so few, watch such a multitude. |
| 36227 | EXETER. Remember, lords, your oaths to Henry... |
| 36228 | Either to quell the Dauphin utterly, |
| 36229 | Or bring him in obedience to your yoke. |
| 36230 | BEDFORD. I do remember it, and here take my ... |
| 36231 | To go about my preparation. ... |
| 36232 | GLOUCESTER. I'll to the Tower with all the h... |
| 36233 | To view th' artillery and munition; |
| 36234 | And then I will proclaim young Henry king.... |
| 36235 | EXETER. To Eltham will I, where the young Ki... |
| 36236 | Being ordain'd his special governor; |
| 36237 | And for his safety there I'll best devise.... |
| 36238 | WINCHESTER. [Aside] Each hath his place an... |
| 36239 | attend: |
| 36240 | I am left out; for me nothing remains. |
| 36241 | But long I will not be Jack out of office. |
| 36242 | The King from Eltham I intend to steal, |
| 36243 | And sit at chiefest stern of public weal. ... |
| 36244 | SCENE 2. |
| 36245 | France. Before Orleans |
| 36246 | Sound a flourish. Enter CHARLES THE DAUP... |
| 36247 | and REIGNIER, marching with drum an... |
| 36248 | CHARLES. Mars his true moving, even as in th... |
| 36249 | So in the earth, to this day is not known. |
| 36250 | Late did he shine upon the English side; |
| 36251 | Now we are victors, upon us he smiles. |
| 36252 | What towns of any moment but we have? |
| 36253 | At pleasure here we lie near Orleans; |
| 36254 | Otherwhiles the famish'd English, like pal... |
| 36255 | Faintly besiege us one hour in a month. |
| 36256 | ALENCON. They want their porridge and their ... |
| 36257 | beeves. |
| 36258 | Either they must be dieted like mules |
| 36259 | And have their provender tied to their mou... |
| 36260 | Or piteous they will look, like drowned mice. |
| 36261 | REIGNIER. Let's raise the siege. Why live we... |
| 36262 | Talbot is taken, whom we wont to fear; |
| 36263 | Remaineth none but mad-brain'd Salisbury, |
| 36264 | And he may well in fretting spend his gall |
| 36265 | Nor men nor money hath he to make war. |
| 36266 | CHARLES. Sound, sound alarum; we will rush o... |
| 36267 | Now for the honour of the forlorn French! |
| 36268 | Him I forgive my death that killeth me, |
| 36269 | When he sees me go back one foot or flee. ... |
| 36270 | Here alarum. They are beaten hack by th... |
| 36271 | great loss. Re-enter CHARLES, ALENCON... |
| 36272 | CHARLES. Who ever saw the like? What men hav... |
| 36273 | Dogs! cowards! dastards! I would ne'er hav... |
| 36274 | But that they left me midst my enemies. |
| 36275 | REIGNIER. Salisbury is a desperate homicide; |
| 36276 | He fighteth as one weary of his life. |
| 36277 | The other lords, like lions wanting food, |
| 36278 | Do rush upon us as their hungry prey. |
| 36279 | ALENCON. Froissart, a countryman of ours, re... |
| 36280 | England all Olivers and Rowlands bred |
| 36281 | During the time Edward the Third did reign. |
| 36282 | More truly now may this be verified; |
| 36283 | For none but Samsons and Goliases |
| 36284 | It sendeth forth to skirmish. One to ten! |
| 36285 | Lean raw-bon'd rascals! Who would e'er sup... |
| 36286 | They had such courage and audacity? |
| 36287 | CHARLES. Let's leave this town; for they are... |
| 36288 | slaves, |
| 36289 | And hunger will enforce them to be more ea... |
| 36290 | Of old I know them; rather with their teeth |
| 36291 | The walls they'll tear down than forsake t... |
| 36292 | REIGNIER. I think by some odd gimmers or device |
| 36293 | Their arms are set, like clocks, still to ... |
| 36294 | Else ne'er could they hold out so as they do. |
| 36295 | By my consent, we'll even let them alone. |
| 36296 | ALENCON. Be it so. |
| 36297 | Enter the BASTARD OF ORLEANS |
| 36298 | BASTARD. Where's the Prince Dauphin? I have ... |
| 36299 | CHARLES. Bastard of Orleans, thrice welcome ... |
| 36300 | BASTARD. Methinks your looks are sad, your c... |
| 36301 | Hath the late overthrow wrought this offence? |
| 36302 | Be not dismay'd, for succour is at hand. |
| 36303 | A holy maid hither with me I bring, |
| 36304 | Which, by a vision sent to her from heaven, |
| 36305 | Ordained is to raise this tedious siege |
| 36306 | And drive the English forth the bounds of ... |
| 36307 | The spirit of deep prophecy she hath, |
| 36308 | Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome: |
| 36309 | What's past and what's to come she can des... |
| 36310 | Speak, shall I call her in? Believe my words, |
| 36311 | For they are certain and unfallible. |
| 36312 | CHARLES. Go, call her in. ... |
| 36313 | But first, to try her skill, |
| 36314 | Reignier, stand thou as Dauphin in my place; |
| 36315 | Question her proudly; let thy looks be stern; |
| 36316 | By this means shall we sound what skill sh... |
| 36317 | Re-enter the BASTARD OF ORLE... |
| 36318 | JOAN LA PUCELLE |
| 36319 | REIGNIER. Fair maid, is 't thou wilt do thes... |
| 36320 | PUCELLE. Reignier, is 't thou that thinkest ... |
| 36321 | Where is the Dauphin? Come, come from behind; |
| 36322 | I know thee well, though never seen before. |
| 36323 | Be not amaz'd, there's nothing hid from me. |
| 36324 | In private will I talk with thee apart. |
| 36325 | Stand back, you lords, and give us leave a... |
| 36326 | REIGNIER. She takes upon her bravely at firs... |
| 36327 | PUCELLE. Dauphin, I am by birth a shepherd's... |
| 36328 | My wit untrain'd in any kind of art. |
| 36329 | Heaven and our Lady gracious hath it pleas'd |
| 36330 | To shine on my contemptible estate. |
| 36331 | Lo, whilst I waited on my tender lambs |
| 36332 | And to sun's parching heat display'd my ch... |
| 36333 | God's Mother deigned to appear to me, |
| 36334 | And in a vision full of majesty |
| 36335 | Will'd me to leave my base vocation |
| 36336 | And free my country from calamity |
| 36337 | Her aid she promis'd and assur'd success. |
| 36338 | In complete glory she reveal'd herself; |
| 36339 | And whereas I was black and swart before, |
| 36340 | With those clear rays which she infus'd on me |
| 36341 | That beauty am I bless'd with which you ma... |
| 36342 | Ask me what question thou canst possible, |
| 36343 | And I will answer unpremeditated. |
| 36344 | My courage try by combat if thou dar'st, |
| 36345 | And thou shalt find that I exceed my sex. |
| 36346 | Resolve on this: thou shalt be fortunate |
| 36347 | If thou receive me for thy warlike mate. |
| 36348 | CHARLES. Thou hast astonish'd me with thy hi... |
| 36349 | Only this proof I'll of thy valour make |
| 36350 | In single combat thou shalt buckle with me; |
| 36351 | And if thou vanquishest, thy words are true; |
| 36352 | Otherwise I renounce all confidence. |
| 36353 | PUCELLE. I am prepar'd; here is my keen-edg'... |
| 36354 | Deck'd with five flower-de-luces on each s... |
| 36355 | The which at Touraine, in Saint Katherine'... |
| 36356 | Out of a great deal of old iron I chose fo... |
| 36357 | CHARLES. Then come, o' God's name; I fear no... |
| 36358 | PUCELLE. And while I live I'll ne'er fly fro... |
| 36359 | [Here they fight and JOAN LA ... |
| 36360 | CHARLES. Stay, stay thy hands; thou art an A... |
| 36361 | And fightest with the sword of Deborah. |
| 36362 | PUCELLE. Christ's Mother helps me, else I we... |
| 36363 | CHARLES. Whoe'er helps thee, 'tis thou that ... |
| 36364 | Impatiently I burn with thy desire; |
| 36365 | My heart and hands thou hast at once subdu'd. |
| 36366 | Excellent Pucelle, if thy name be so, |
| 36367 | Let me thy servant and not sovereign be. |
| 36368 | 'Tis the French Dauphin sueth to thee thus. |
| 36369 | PUCELLE. I must not yield to any rites of love, |
| 36370 | For my profession's sacred from above. |
| 36371 | When I have chased all thy foes from hence, |
| 36372 | Then will I think upon a recompense. |
| 36373 | CHARLES. Meantime look gracious on thy prost... |
| 36374 | REIGNIER. My lord, methinks, is very long in... |
| 36375 | ALENCON. Doubtless he shrives this woman to ... |
| 36376 | Else ne'er could he so long protract his s... |
| 36377 | REIGNIER. Shall we disturb him, since he kee... |
| 36378 | ALENCON. He may mean more than we poor men d... |
| 36379 | These women are shrewd tempters with their... |
| 36380 | REIGNIER. My lord, where are you? What devis... |
| 36381 | Shall we give o'er Orleans, or no? |
| 36382 | PUCELLE. Why, no, I say; distrustful recreants! |
| 36383 | Fight till the last gasp; I will be your g... |
| 36384 | CHARLES. What she says I'll confirm; we'll f... |
| 36385 | PUCELLE. Assign'd am I to be the English sco... |
| 36386 | This night the siege assuredly I'll raise. |
| 36387 | Expect Saint Martin's summer, halcyon days, |
| 36388 | Since I have entered into these wars. |
| 36389 | Glory is like a circle in the water, |
| 36390 | Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself |
| 36391 | Till by broad spreading it disperse to nou... |
| 36392 | With Henry's death the English circle ends; |
| 36393 | Dispersed are the glories it included. |
| 36394 | Now am I like that proud insulting ship |
| 36395 | Which Caesar and his fortune bare at once. |
| 36396 | CHARLES. Was Mahomet inspired with a dove? |
| 36397 | Thou with an eagle art inspired then. |
| 36398 | Helen, the mother of great Constantine, |
| 36399 | Nor yet Saint Philip's daughters were like... |
| 36400 | Bright star of Venus, fall'n down on the e... |
| 36401 | How may I reverently worship thee enough? |
| 36402 | ALENCON. Leave off delays, and let us raise ... |
| 36403 | REIGNIER. Woman, do what thou canst to save ... |
| 36404 | Drive them from Orleans, and be immortaliz'd. |
| 36405 | CHARLES. Presently we'll try. Come, let's aw... |
| 36406 | No prophet will I trust if she prove false... |
| 36407 | SCENE 3. |
| 36408 | London. Before the Tower gates |
| 36409 | Enter the DUKE OF GLOUCESTER, with his ... |
| 36410 | in blue coats |
| 36411 | GLOUCESTER. I am come to survey the Tower th... |
| 36412 | Since Henry's death, I fear, there is conv... |
| 36413 | Where be these warders that they wait not ... |
| 36414 | Open the gates; 'tis Gloucester that calls. |
| 36415 | FIRST WARDER. [Within] Who's there that kn... |
| 36416 | imperiously? |
| 36417 | FIRST SERVING-MAN. It is the noble Duke of G... |
| 36418 | SECOND WARDER. [Within] Whoe'er he be, you... |
| 36419 | let in. |
| 36420 | FIRST SERVING-MAN. Villains, answer you so t... |
| 36421 | Protector? |
| 36422 | FIRST WARDER. [Within] The Lord protect hi... |
| 36423 | answer him. |
| 36424 | We do no otherwise than we are will'd. |
| 36425 | GLOUCESTER. Who willed you, or whose will st... |
| 36426 | mine? |
| 36427 | There's none Protector of the realm but I. |
| 36428 | Break up the gates, I'll be your warrantize. |
| 36429 | Shall I be flouted thus by dunghill grooms? |
| 36430 | [GLOUCESTER'S men rush at th... |
| 36431 | WOODVILLE the Lieuten... |
| 36432 | WOODVILLE. [Within] What noise is this? Wh... |
| 36433 | have we here? |
| 36434 | GLOUCESTER. Lieutenant, is it you whose voic... |
| 36435 | Open the gates; here's Gloucester that wou... |
| 36436 | WOODVILLE. [Within] Have patience, noble D... |
| 36437 | not open; |
| 36438 | The Cardinal of Winchester forbids. |
| 36439 | From him I have express commandment |
| 36440 | That thou nor none of thine shall be let in. |
| 36441 | GLOUCESTER. Faint-hearted Woodville, prizest... |
| 36442 | Arrogant Winchester, that haughty prelate |
| 36443 | Whom Henry, our late sovereign, ne'er coul... |
| 36444 | Thou art no friend to God or to the King. |
| 36445 | Open the gates, or I'll shut thee out shor... |
| 36446 | SERVING-MEN. Open the gates unto the Lord Pr... |
| 36447 | Or we'll burst them open, if that you come... |
| 36448 | Enter to the PROTECTOR at the Tower gat... |
| 36449 | and his men in tawny coats |
| 36450 | WINCHESTER. How now, ambitious Humphry! What... |
| 36451 | this? |
| 36452 | GLOUCESTER. Peel'd priest, dost thou command... |
| 36453 | shut out? |
| 36454 | WINCHESTER. I do, thou most usurping proditor, |
| 36455 | And not Protector of the King or realm. |
| 36456 | GLOUCESTER. Stand back, thou manifest conspi... |
| 36457 | Thou that contrived'st to murder our dead ... |
| 36458 | Thou that giv'st whores indulgences to sin. |
| 36459 | I'll canvass thee in thy broad cardinal's ... |
| 36460 | If thou proceed in this thy insolence. |
| 36461 | WINCHESTER. Nay, stand thou back; I will not... |
| 36462 | This be Damascus; be thou cursed Cain, |
| 36463 | To slay thy brother Abel, if thou wilt. |
| 36464 | GLOUCESTER. I will not slay thee, but I'll d... |
| 36465 | Thy scarlet robes as a child's bearing-cloth |
| 36466 | I'll use to carry thee out of this place. |
| 36467 | WINCHESTER. Do what thou dar'st; I beard the... |
| 36468 | GLOUCESTER. What! am I dar'd and bearded to ... |
| 36469 | Draw, men, for all this privileged place |
| 36470 | Blue-coats to tawny-coats. Priest, beware ... |
| 36471 | I mean to tug it, and to cuff you soundly; |
| 36472 | Under my feet I stamp thy cardinal's hat; |
| 36473 | In spite of Pope or dignities of church, |
| 36474 | Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and d... |
| 36475 | WINCHESTER. Gloucester, thou wilt answer thi... |
| 36476 | Pope. |
| 36477 | GLOUCESTER. Winchester goose! I cry 'A rope,... |
| 36478 | Now beat them hence; why do you let them s... |
| 36479 | Thee I'll chase hence, thou wolf in sheep'... |
| 36480 | Out, tawny-coats! Out, scarlet hypocrite! |
| 36481 | Here GLOUCESTER'S men beat out the CA... |
| 36482 | men; and enter in the hurly burly the ... |
| 36483 | LONDON and his OFFICERS |
| 36484 | MAYOR. Fie, lords! that you, being supreme m... |
| 36485 | Thus contumeliously should break the peace! |
| 36486 | GLOUCESTER. Peace, Mayor! thou know'st littl... |
| 36487 | Here's Beaufort, that regards nor God nor ... |
| 36488 | Hath here distrain'd the Tower to his use. |
| 36489 | WINCHESTER. Here's Gloucester, a foe to citi... |
| 36490 | One that still motions war and never peace, |
| 36491 | O'ercharging your free purses with large f... |
| 36492 | That seeks to overthrow religion, |
| 36493 | Because he is Protector of the realm, |
| 36494 | And would have armour here out of the Tower, |
| 36495 | To crown himself King and suppress the Pri... |
| 36496 | GLOUCESTER. I Will not answer thee with word... |
| 36497 | [Here th... |
| 36498 | MAYOR. Nought rests for me in this tumultuou... |
| 36499 | But to make open proclamation. |
| 36500 | Come, officer, as loud as e'er thou canst, |
| 36501 | Cry. |
| 36502 | OFFICER. [Cries] All manner of men assembl... |
| 36503 | this day against God's peace and the King'... |
| 36504 | and command you, in his Highness' name, to... |
| 36505 | your several dwelling-places; and not to w... |
| 36506 | use, any sword, weapon, or dagger, hencefo... |
| 36507 | pain of death. |
| 36508 | GLOUCESTER. Cardinal, I'll be no breaker of ... |
| 36509 | But we shall meet and break our minds at l... |
| 36510 | WINCHESTER. Gloucester, we'll meet to thy co... |
| 36511 | Thy heart-blood I will have for this day's... |
| 36512 | MAYOR. I'll call for clubs if you will not a... |
| 36513 | This Cardinal's more haughty than the devil. |
| 36514 | GLOUCESTER. Mayor, farewell; thou dost but w... |
| 36515 | mayst. |
| 36516 | WINCHESTER. Abominable Gloucester, guard thy... |
| 36517 | For I intend to have it ere long. |
| 36518 | Exeunt, severally, GLOUCES... |
| 36519 | w... |
| 36520 | MAYOR. See the coast clear'd, and then we wi... |
| 36521 | Good God, these nobles should such stomach... |
| 36522 | I myself fight not once in forty year. ... |
| 36523 | SCENE 4. |
| 36524 | France. Before Orleans |
| 36525 | Enter, on the walls, the MASTER... |
| 36526 | OF ORLEANS and his BOY |
| 36527 | MASTER-GUNNER. Sirrah, thou know'st how Orle... |
| 36528 | besieg'd, |
| 36529 | And how the English have the suburbs won. |
| 36530 | BOY. Father, I know; and oft have shot at them, |
| 36531 | Howe'er unfortunate I miss'd my aim. |
| 36532 | MASTER-GUNNER. But now thou shalt not. Be th... |
| 36533 | by me. |
| 36534 | Chief master-gunner am I of this town; |
| 36535 | Something I must do to procure me grace. |
| 36536 | The Prince's espials have informed me |
| 36537 | How the English, in the suburbs close intr... |
| 36538 | Wont, through a secret grate of iron bars |
| 36539 | In yonder tower, to overpeer the city, |
| 36540 | And thence discover how with most advantage |
| 36541 | They may vex us with shot or with assault. |
| 36542 | To intercept this inconvenience, |
| 36543 | A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have plac'd; |
| 36544 | And even these three days have I watch'd |
| 36545 | If I could see them. Now do thou watch, |
| 36546 | For I can stay no longer. |
| 36547 | If thou spy'st any, run and bring me word; |
| 36548 | And thou shalt find me at the Governor's. ... |
| 36549 | BOY. Father, I warrant you; take you no care; |
| 36550 | I'll never trouble you, if I may spy them.... |
| 36551 | Enter SALISBURY and TALBOT on the tu... |
| 36552 | SIR WILLIAM GLANSDALE, SIR THOMAS ... |
| 36553 | and others |
| 36554 | SALISBURY. Talbot, my life, my joy, again re... |
| 36555 | How wert thou handled being prisoner? |
| 36556 | Or by what means got'st thou to be releas'd? |
| 36557 | Discourse, I prithee, on this turret's top. |
| 36558 | TALBOT. The Earl of Bedford had a prisoner |
| 36559 | Call'd the brave Lord Ponton de Santraille... |
| 36560 | For him was I exchang'd and ransomed. |
| 36561 | But with a baser man of arms by far |
| 36562 | Once, in contempt, they would have barter'... |
| 36563 | Which I disdaining scorn'd, and craved death |
| 36564 | Rather than I would be so vile esteem'd. |
| 36565 | In fine, redeem'd I was as I desir'd. |
| 36566 | But, O! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my... |
| 36567 | Whom with my bare fists I would execute, |
| 36568 | If I now had him brought into my power. |
| 36569 | SALISBURY. Yet tell'st thou not how thou wer... |
| 36570 | TALBOT. With scoffs, and scorns, and contume... |
| 36571 | In open market-place produc'd they me |
| 36572 | To be a public spectacle to all; |
| 36573 | Here, said they, is the terror of the French, |
| 36574 | The scarecrow that affrights our children so. |
| 36575 | Then broke I from the officers that led me, |
| 36576 | And with my nails digg'd stones out of the... |
| 36577 | To hurl at the beholders of my shame; |
| 36578 | My grisly countenance made others fly; |
| 36579 | None durst come near for fear of sudden de... |
| 36580 | In iron walls they deem'd me not secure; |
| 36581 | So great fear of my name 'mongst them was ... |
| 36582 | That they suppos'd I could rend bars of steel |
| 36583 | And spurn in pieces posts of adamant; |
| 36584 | Wherefore a guard of chosen shot I had |
| 36585 | That walk'd about me every minute-while; |
| 36586 | And if I did but stir out of my bed, |
| 36587 | Ready they were to shoot me to the heart. |
| 36588 | Enter the BOY with a linstock |
| 36589 | SALISBURY. I grieve to hear what torments yo... |
| 36590 | But we will be reveng'd sufficiently. |
| 36591 | Now it is supper-time in Orleans: |
| 36592 | Here, through this grate, I count each one |
| 36593 | And view the Frenchmen how they fortify. |
| 36594 | Let us look in; the sight will much deligh... |
| 36595 | Sir Thomas Gargrave and Sir William Glansd... |
| 36596 | Let me have your express opinions |
| 36597 | Where is best place to make our batt'ry ne... |
| 36598 | GARGRAVE. I think at the North Gate; for the... |
| 36599 | GLANSDALE. And I here, at the bulwark of the... |
| 36600 | TALBOT. For aught I see, this city must be f... |
| 36601 | Or with light skirmishes enfeebled. |
| 36602 | [Here they shoot and SALI... |
| 36603 | ... |
| 36604 | SALISBURY. O Lord, have mercy on us, wretche... |
| 36605 | GARGRAVE. O Lord, have mercy on me, woeful man! |
| 36606 | TALBOT. What chance is this that suddenly ha... |
| 36607 | Speak, Salisbury; at least, if thou canst ... |
| 36608 | How far'st thou, mirror of all martial men? |
| 36609 | One of thy eyes and thy cheek's side struc... |
| 36610 | Accursed tower! accursed fatal hand |
| 36611 | That hath contriv'd this woeful tragedy! |
| 36612 | In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercame; |
| 36613 | Henry the Fifth he first train'd to the wars; |
| 36614 | Whilst any trump did sound or drum struck up, |
| 36615 | His sword did ne'er leave striking in the ... |
| 36616 | Yet liv'st thou, Salisbury? Though thy spe... |
| 36617 | One eye thou hast to look to heaven for gr... |
| 36618 | The sun with one eye vieweth all the world. |
| 36619 | Heaven, be thou gracious to none alive |
| 36620 | If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands! |
| 36621 | Bear hence his body; I will help to bury it. |
| 36622 | Sir Thomas Gargrave, hast thou any life? |
| 36623 | Speak unto Talbot; nay, look up to him. |
| 36624 | Salisbury, cheer thy spirit with this comf... |
| 36625 | Thou shalt not die whiles |
| 36626 | He beckons with his hand and smiles on me, |
| 36627 | As who should say 'When I am dead and gone, |
| 36628 | Remember to avenge me on the French.' |
| 36629 | Plantagenet, I will; and like thee, Nero, |
| 36630 | Play on the lute, beholding the towns burn. |
| 36631 | Wretched shall France be only in my name. |
| 36632 | [Here an alarum, and it thun... |
| 36633 | What stir is this? What tumult's in the he... |
| 36634 | Whence cometh this alarum and the noise? |
| 36635 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 36636 | MESSENGER. My lord, my lord, the French have... |
| 36637 | head |
| 36638 | The Dauphin, with one Joan la Pucelle join'd, |
| 36639 | A holy prophetess new risen up, |
| 36640 | Is come with a great power to raise the si... |
| 36641 | [Here SALISBURY lifteth hims... |
| 36642 | TALBOT. Hear, hear how dying Salisbury doth ... |
| 36643 | It irks his heart he cannot be reveng'd. |
| 36644 | Frenchmen, I'll be a Salisbury to you. |
| 36645 | Pucelle or puzzel, dolphin or dogfish, |
| 36646 | Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's... |
| 36647 | And make a quagmire of your mingled brains. |
| 36648 | Convey me Salisbury into his tent, |
| 36649 | And then we'll try what these dastard Fren... |
| 36650 | ... |
| 36651 | SCENE 5. |
| 36652 | Before Orleans |
| 36653 | Here an alarum again, and TALBOT purs... |
| 36654 | DAUPHIN and driveth him. Then enter JOAN... |
| 36655 | driving Englishmen before her. Then ent... |
| 36656 | TALBOT. Where is my strength, my valour, and... |
| 36657 | Our English troops retire, I cannot stay t... |
| 36658 | A woman clad in armour chaseth them. |
| 36659 | Enter LA PUCELLE |
| 36660 | Here, here she comes. I'll have a bout wit... |
| 36661 | Devil or devil's dam, I'll conjure thee; |
| 36662 | Blood will I draw on thee-thou art a witch |
| 36663 | And straightway give thy soul to him thou ... |
| 36664 | PUCELLE. Come, come, 'tis only I that must d... |
| 36665 | ... |
| 36666 | TALBOT. Heavens, can you suffer hell so to p... |
| 36667 | My breast I'll burst with straining of my ... |
| 36668 | And from my shoulders crack my arms asunder, |
| 36669 | But I will chastise this high minded strum... |
| 36670 | ... |
| 36671 | PUCELLE. Talbot, farewell; thy hour is not y... |
| 36672 | I must go victual Orleans forthwith. |
| 36673 | [A short alarum; then enter the t... |
| 36674 | O'ertake me if thou canst; I scorn thy str... |
| 36675 | Go, go, cheer up thy hungry starved men; |
| 36676 | Help Salisbury to make his testament. |
| 36677 | This day is ours, as many more shall be. ... |
| 36678 | TALBOT. My thoughts are whirled like a potte... |
| 36679 | I know not where I am nor what I do. |
| 36680 | A witch by fear, not force, like Hannibal, |
| 36681 | Drives back our troops and conquers as she... |
| 36682 | So bees with smoke and doves with noisome ... |
| 36683 | Are from their hives and houses driven away. |
| 36684 | They call'd us, for our fierceness, Englis... |
| 36685 | Now like to whelps we crying run away. |
| 36686 | ... |
| 36687 | Hark, countrymen! Either renew the fight |
| 36688 | Or tear the lions out of England's coat; |
| 36689 | Renounce your soil, give sheep in lions' s... |
| 36690 | Sheep run not half so treacherous from the... |
| 36691 | Or horse or oxen from the leopard, |
| 36692 | As you fly from your oft subdued slaves. |
| 36693 | [Alarum. Here... |
| 36694 | It will not be-retire into your trenches. |
| 36695 | You all consented unto Salisbury's death, |
| 36696 | For none would strike a stroke in his reve... |
| 36697 | Pucelle is ent'red into Orleans |
| 36698 | In spite of us or aught that we could do. |
| 36699 | O, would I were to die with Salisbury! |
| 36700 | The shame hereof will make me hide my head. |
| 36701 | Exit TALBO... |
| 36702 | SCENE 6. |
| 36703 | ORLEANS |
| 36704 | Flourish. Enter on the walls, LA PUCEL... |
| 36705 | REIGNIER, ALENCON, and soldiers |
| 36706 | PUCELLE. Advance our waving colours on the w... |
| 36707 | Rescu'd is Orleans from the English. |
| 36708 | Thus Joan la Pucelle hath perform'd her word. |
| 36709 | CHARLES. Divinest creature, Astraea's daughter, |
| 36710 | How shall I honour thee for this success? |
| 36711 | Thy promises are like Adonis' gardens, |
| 36712 | That one day bloom'd and fruitful were the... |
| 36713 | France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess. |
| 36714 | Recover'd is the town of Orleans. |
| 36715 | More blessed hap did ne'er befall our state. |
| 36716 | REIGNIER. Why ring not out the bells aloud t... |
| 36717 | town? |
| 36718 | Dauphin, command the citizens make bonfires |
| 36719 | And feast and banquet in the open streets |
| 36720 | To celebrate the joy that God hath given u... |
| 36721 | ALENCON. All France will be replete with mir... |
| 36722 | When they shall hear how we have play'd th... |
| 36723 | CHARLES. 'Tis Joan, not we, by whom the day ... |
| 36724 | For which I will divide my crown with her; |
| 36725 | And all the priests and friars in my realm |
| 36726 | Shall in procession sing her endless praise. |
| 36727 | A statelier pyramis to her I'll rear |
| 36728 | Than Rhodope's of Memphis ever was. |
| 36729 | In memory of her, when she is dead, |
| 36730 | Her ashes, in an urn more precious |
| 36731 | Than the rich jewel'd coffer of Darius, |
| 36732 | Transported shall be at high festivals |
| 36733 | Before the kings and queens of France. |
| 36734 | No longer on Saint Denis will we cry, |
| 36735 | But Joan la Pucelle shall be France's saint. |
| 36736 | Come in, and let us banquet royally |
| 36737 | After this golden day of victory. Flourish... |
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| 36746 | ACT II. SCENE 1. |
| 36747 | Before Orleans |
| 36748 | Enter a FRENCH SERGEANT and two SENTINELS |
| 36749 | SERGEANT. Sirs, take your places and be vigi... |
| 36750 | If any noise or soldier you perceive |
| 36751 | Near to the walls, by some apparent sign |
| 36752 | Let us have knowledge at the court of guard. |
| 36753 | FIRST SENTINEL. Sergeant, you shall. ... |
| 36754 | Thus are poor servitors, |
| 36755 | When others sleep upon their quiet beds, |
| 36756 | Constrain'd to watch in darkness, rain, an... |
| 36757 | Enter TALBOT, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, ... |
| 36758 | with scaling-ladders; their drums be... |
| 36759 | march |
| 36760 | TALBOT. Lord Regent, and redoubted Burgundy, |
| 36761 | By whose approach the regions of Artois, |
| 36762 | Wallon, and Picardy, are friends to us, |
| 36763 | This happy night the Frenchmen are secure, |
| 36764 | Having all day carous'd and banqueted; |
| 36765 | Embrace we then this opportunity, |
| 36766 | As fitting best to quittance their deceit, |
| 36767 | Contriv'd by art and baleful sorcery. |
| 36768 | BEDFORD. Coward of France, how much he wrong... |
| 36769 | Despairing of his own arm's fortitude, |
| 36770 | To join with witches and the help of hell! |
| 36771 | BURGUNDY. Traitors have never other company. |
| 36772 | But what's that Pucelle whom they term so ... |
| 36773 | TALBOT. A maid, they say. |
| 36774 | BEDFORD. A maid! and be so martial! |
| 36775 | BURGUNDY. Pray God she prove not masculine e... |
| 36776 | If underneath the standard of the French |
| 36777 | She carry armour as she hath begun. |
| 36778 | TALBOT. Well, let them practise and converse... |
| 36779 | God is our fortress, in whose conquering name |
| 36780 | Let us resolve to scale their flinty bulwa... |
| 36781 | BEDFORD. Ascend, brave Talbot; we will follo... |
| 36782 | TALBOT. Not all together; better far, I gues... |
| 36783 | That we do make our entrance several ways; |
| 36784 | That if it chance the one of us do fail |
| 36785 | The other yet may rise against their force. |
| 36786 | BEDFORD. Agreed; I'll to yond corner. |
| 36787 | BURGUNDY. And I to this. |
| 36788 | TALBOT. And here will Talbot mount or make h... |
| 36789 | Now, Salisbury, for thee, and for the right |
| 36790 | Of English Henry, shall this night appear |
| 36791 | How much in duty I am bound to both. |
| 36792 | [The English scale the walls and ... |
| 36793 | ... |
| 36794 | SENTINEL. Arm! arm! The enemy doth make as... |
| 36795 | The French leap o'er the walls in t... |
| 36796 | Enter, several ways, BASTARD, ALENC... |
| 36797 | half ready and half unready |
| 36798 | ALENCON. How now, my lords? What, all unread... |
| 36799 | BASTARD. Unready! Ay, and glad we 'scap'd so... |
| 36800 | REIGNIER. 'Twas time, I trow, to wake and le... |
| 36801 | Hearing alarums at our chamber doors. |
| 36802 | ALENCON. Of all exploits since first I follo... |
| 36803 | Ne'er heard I of a warlike enterprise |
| 36804 | More venturous or desperate than this. |
| 36805 | BASTARD. I think this Talbot be a fiend of h... |
| 36806 | REIGNIER. If not of hell, the heavens, sure,... |
| 36807 | ALENCON. Here cometh Charles; I marvel how h... |
| 36808 | Enter CHARLES and LA PUCELLE |
| 36809 | BASTARD. Tut! holy Joan was his defensive gu... |
| 36810 | CHARLES. Is this thy cunning, thou deceitful... |
| 36811 | Didst thou at first, to flatter us withal, |
| 36812 | Make us partakers of a little gain |
| 36813 | That now our loss might be ten times so much? |
| 36814 | PUCELLE. Wherefore is Charles impatient with... |
| 36815 | At all times will you have my power alike? |
| 36816 | Sleeping or waking, must I still prevail |
| 36817 | Or will you blame and lay the fault on me? |
| 36818 | Improvident soldiers! Had your watch been ... |
| 36819 | This sudden mischief never could have fall'n. |
| 36820 | CHARLES. Duke of Alencon, this was your default |
| 36821 | That, being captain of the watch to-night, |
| 36822 | Did look no better to that weighty charge. |
| 36823 | ALENCON. Had all your quarters been as safel... |
| 36824 | As that whereof I had the government, |
| 36825 | We had not been thus shamefully surpris'd. |
| 36826 | BASTARD. Mine was secure. |
| 36827 | REIGNIER. And so was mine, my lord. |
| 36828 | CHARLES. And, for myself, most part of all t... |
| 36829 | Within her quarter and mine own precinct |
| 36830 | I was employ'd in passing to and fro |
| 36831 | About relieving of the sentinels. |
| 36832 | Then how or which way should they first br... |
| 36833 | PUCELLE. Question, my lords, no further of t... |
| 36834 | How or which way; 'tis sure they found som... |
| 36835 | But weakly guarded, where the breach was m... |
| 36836 | And now there rests no other shift but this |
| 36837 | To gather our soldiers, scatter'd and disp... |
| 36838 | And lay new platforms to endamage them. |
| 36839 | Alarum. Enter an ENGLISH SOLDIE... |
| 36840 | 'A Talbot! A Talbot!' They fly, le... |
| 36841 | clothes behind |
| 36842 | SOLDIER. I'll be so bold to take what they h... |
| 36843 | The cry of Talbot serves me for a sword; |
| 36844 | For I have loaden me with many spoils, |
| 36845 | Using no other weapon but his name. ... |
| 36846 | SCENE 2. |
| 36847 | ORLEANS. Within the town |
| 36848 | Enter TALBOT, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, a... |
| 36849 | and others |
| 36850 | BEDFORD. The day begins to break, and night ... |
| 36851 | Whose pitchy mantle over-veil'd the earth. |
| 36852 | Here sound retreat and cease our hot pursuit. |
| 36853 | ... |
| 36854 | TALBOT. Bring forth the body of old Salisbury |
| 36855 | And here advance it in the market-place, |
| 36856 | The middle centre of this cursed town. |
| 36857 | Now have I paid my vow unto his soul; |
| 36858 | For every drop of blood was drawn from him |
| 36859 | There hath at least five Frenchmen died to... |
| 36860 | And that hereafter ages may behold |
| 36861 | What ruin happened in revenge of him, |
| 36862 | Within their chiefest temple I'll erect |
| 36863 | A tomb, wherein his corpse shall be interr'd; |
| 36864 | Upon the which, that every one may read, |
| 36865 | Shall be engrav'd the sack of Orleans, |
| 36866 | The treacherous manner of his mournful death, |
| 36867 | And what a terror he had been to France. |
| 36868 | But, lords, in all our bloody massacre, |
| 36869 | I muse we met not with the Dauphin's grace, |
| 36870 | His new-come champion, virtuous Joan of Arc, |
| 36871 | Nor any of his false confederates. |
| 36872 | BEDFORD. 'Tis thought, Lord Talbot, when the... |
| 36873 | Rous'd on the sudden from their drowsy beds, |
| 36874 | They did amongst the troops of armed men |
| 36875 | Leap o'er the walls for refuge in the field. |
| 36876 | BURGUNDY. Myself, as far as I could well dis... |
| 36877 | For smoke and dusky vapours of the night, |
| 36878 | Am sure I scar'd the Dauphin and his trull, |
| 36879 | When arm in arm they both came swiftly run... |
| 36880 | Like to a pair of loving turtle-doves |
| 36881 | That could not live asunder day or night. |
| 36882 | After that things are set in order here, |
| 36883 | We'll follow them with all the power we have. |
| 36884 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 36885 | MESSENGER. All hail, my lords! Which of this... |
| 36886 | Call ye the warlike Talbot, for his acts |
| 36887 | So much applauded through the realm of Fra... |
| 36888 | TALBOT. Here is the Talbot; who would speak ... |
| 36889 | MESSENGER. The virtuous lady, Countess of Au... |
| 36890 | With modesty admiring thy renown, |
| 36891 | By me entreats, great lord, thou wouldst v... |
| 36892 | To visit her poor castle where she lies, |
| 36893 | That she may boast she hath beheld the man |
| 36894 | Whose glory fills the world with loud report. |
| 36895 | BURGUNDY. Is it even so? Nay, then I see our... |
| 36896 | Will turn into a peaceful comic sport, |
| 36897 | When ladies crave to be encount'red with. |
| 36898 | You may not, my lord, despise her gentle s... |
| 36899 | TALBOT. Ne'er trust me then; for when a worl... |
| 36900 | Could not prevail with all their oratory, |
| 36901 | Yet hath a woman's kindness overrul'd; |
| 36902 | And therefore tell her I return great than... |
| 36903 | And in submission will attend on her. |
| 36904 | Will not your honours bear me company? |
| 36905 | BEDFORD. No, truly; 'tis more than manners w... |
| 36906 | And I have heard it said unbidden guests |
| 36907 | Are often welcomest when they are gone. |
| 36908 | TALBOT. Well then, alone, since there's no r... |
| 36909 | I mean to prove this lady's courtesy. |
| 36910 | Come hither, Captain. [Whispers] You pe... |
| 36911 | CAPTAIN. I do, my lord, and mean accordingly... |
| 36912 | SCENE 3. |
| 36913 | AUVERGNE. The Castle |
| 36914 | Enter the COUNTESS and her PORTER |
| 36915 | COUNTESS. Porter, remember what I gave in ch... |
| 36916 | And when you have done so, bring the keys ... |
| 36917 | PORTER. Madam, I will. |
| 36918 | COUNTESS. The plot is laid; if all things fa... |
| 36919 | I shall as famous be by this exploit. |
| 36920 | As Scythian Tomyris by Cyrus' death. |
| 36921 | Great is the rumour of this dreadful knight, |
| 36922 | And his achievements of no less account. |
| 36923 | Fain would mine eyes be witness with mine ... |
| 36924 | To give their censure of these rare reports. |
| 36925 | Enter MESSENGER and TALBOT. |
| 36926 | MESSENGER. Madam, according as your ladyship... |
| 36927 | By message crav'd, so is Lord Talbot come. |
| 36928 | COUNTESS. And he is welcome. What! is this t... |
| 36929 | MESSENGER. Madam, it is. |
| 36930 | COUNTESS. Is this the scourge of France? |
| 36931 | Is this Talbot, so much fear'd abroad |
| 36932 | That with his name the mothers still their... |
| 36933 | I see report is fabulous and false. |
| 36934 | I thought I should have seen some Hercules, |
| 36935 | A second Hector, for his grim aspect |
| 36936 | And large proportion of his strong-knit li... |
| 36937 | Alas, this is a child, a silly dwarf! |
| 36938 | It cannot be this weak and writhled shrimp |
| 36939 | Should strike such terror to his enemies. |
| 36940 | TALBOT. Madam, I have been bold to trouble you; |
| 36941 | But since your ladyship is not at leisure, |
| 36942 | I'll sort some other time to visit you. ... |
| 36943 | COUNTESS. What means he now? Go ask him whit... |
| 36944 | goes. |
| 36945 | MESSENGER. Stay, my Lord Talbot; for my lady... |
| 36946 | To know the cause of your abrupt departure. |
| 36947 | TALBOT. Marry, for that she's in a wrong bel... |
| 36948 | I go to certify her Talbot's here. |
| 36949 | Re-enter PORTER With keys |
| 36950 | COUNTESS. If thou be he, then art thou priso... |
| 36951 | TALBOT. Prisoner! To whom? |
| 36952 | COUNTESS. To me, blood-thirsty lord |
| 36953 | And for that cause I train'd thee to my ho... |
| 36954 | Long time thy shadow hath been thrall to me, |
| 36955 | For in my gallery thy picture hangs; |
| 36956 | But now the substance shall endure the like |
| 36957 | And I will chain these legs and arms of thine |
| 36958 | That hast by tyranny these many years |
| 36959 | Wasted our country, slain our citizens, |
| 36960 | And sent our sons and husbands captivate. |
| 36961 | TALBOT. Ha, ha, ha! |
| 36962 | COUNTESS. Laughest thou, wretch? Thy mirth s... |
| 36963 | moan. |
| 36964 | TALBOT. I laugh to see your ladyship so fond |
| 36965 | To think that you have aught but Talbot's ... |
| 36966 | Whereon to practise your severity. |
| 36967 | COUNTESS. Why, art not thou the man? |
| 36968 | TALBOT. I am indeed. |
| 36969 | COUNTESS. Then have I substance too. |
| 36970 | TALBOT. No, no, I am but shadow of myself. |
| 36971 | You are deceiv'd, my substance is not here; |
| 36972 | For what you see is but the smallest part |
| 36973 | And least proportion of humanity. |
| 36974 | I tell you, madam, were the whole frame here, |
| 36975 | It is of such a spacious lofty pitch |
| 36976 | Your roof were not sufficient to contain 't. |
| 36977 | COUNTESS. This is a riddling merchant for th... |
| 36978 | He will be here, and yet he is not here. |
| 36979 | How can these contrarieties agree? |
| 36980 | TALBOT. That will I show you presently. |
| 36981 | Winds his horn; drums strik... |
| 36982 | a peal of ordnance. Enter so... |
| 36983 | How say you, madam? Are you now persuaded |
| 36984 | That Talbot is but shadow of himself? |
| 36985 | These are his substance, sinews, arms, and... |
| 36986 | With which he yoketh your rebellious necks, |
| 36987 | Razeth your cities, and subverts your towns, |
| 36988 | And in a moment makes them desolate. |
| 36989 | COUNTESS. Victorious Talbot! pardon my abuse. |
| 36990 | I find thou art no less than fame hath bru... |
| 36991 | And more than may be gathered by thy shape. |
| 36992 | Let my presumption not provoke thy wrath, |
| 36993 | For I am sorry that with reverence |
| 36994 | I did not entertain thee as thou art. |
| 36995 | TALBOT. Be not dismay'd, fair lady; nor misc... |
| 36996 | The mind of Talbot as you did mistake |
| 36997 | The outward composition of his body. |
| 36998 | What you have done hath not offended me. |
| 36999 | Nor other satisfaction do I crave |
| 37000 | But only, with your patience, that we may |
| 37001 | Taste of your wine and see what cates you ... |
| 37002 | For soldiers' stomachs always serve them w... |
| 37003 | COUNTESS. With all my heart, and think me ho... |
| 37004 | To feast so great a warrior in my house. ... |
| 37005 | SCENE 4. |
| 37006 | London. The Temple garden |
| 37007 | Enter the EARLS OF SOMERSET, SUFFOLK,... |
| 37008 | RICHARD PLANTAGENET, VERNON, and an... |
| 37009 | PLANTAGENET. Great lords and gentlemen, what... |
| 37010 | silence? |
| 37011 | Dare no man answer in a case of truth? |
| 37012 | SUFFOLK. Within the Temple Hall we were too ... |
| 37013 | The garden here is more convenient. |
| 37014 | PLANTAGENET. Then say at once if I maintain'... |
| 37015 | Or else was wrangling Somerset in th' error? |
| 37016 | SUFFOLK. Faith, I have been a truant in the law |
| 37017 | And never yet could frame my will to it; |
| 37018 | And therefore frame the law unto my will. |
| 37019 | SOMERSET. Judge you, my Lord of Warwick, the... |
| 37020 | WARWICK. Between two hawks, which flies the ... |
| 37021 | Between two dogs, which hath the deeper mo... |
| 37022 | Between two blades, which bears the better... |
| 37023 | Between two horses, which doth bear him be... |
| 37024 | Between two girls, which hath the merriest... |
| 37025 | I have perhaps some shallow spirit of judg... |
| 37026 | But in these nice sharp quillets of the law, |
| 37027 | Good faith, I am no wiser than a daw. |
| 37028 | PLANTAGENET. Tut, tut, here is a mannerly fo... |
| 37029 | The truth appears so naked on my side |
| 37030 | That any purblind eye may find it out. |
| 37031 | SOMERSET. And on my side it is so well appar... |
| 37032 | So clear, so shining, and so evident, |
| 37033 | That it will glimmer through a blind man's... |
| 37034 | PLANTAGENET. Since you are tongue-tied and s... |
| 37035 | In dumb significants proclaim your thoughts. |
| 37036 | Let him that is a true-born gentleman |
| 37037 | And stands upon the honour of his birth, |
| 37038 | If he suppose that I have pleaded truth, |
| 37039 | From off this brier pluck a white rose wit... |
| 37040 | SOMERSET. Let him that is no coward nor no f... |
| 37041 | But dare maintain the party of the truth, |
| 37042 | Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me. |
| 37043 | WARWICK. I love no colours; and, without all... |
| 37044 | Of base insinuating flattery, |
| 37045 | I pluck this white rose with Plantagenet. |
| 37046 | SUFFOLK. I pluck this red rose with young So... |
| 37047 | And say withal I think he held the right. |
| 37048 | VERNON. Stay, lords and gentlemen, and pluck... |
| 37049 | Till you conclude that he upon whose side |
| 37050 | The fewest roses are cropp'd from the tree |
| 37051 | Shall yield the other in the right opinion. |
| 37052 | SOMERSET. Good Master Vernon, it is well obj... |
| 37053 | If I have fewest, I subscribe in silence. |
| 37054 | PLANTAGENET. And I. |
| 37055 | VERNON. Then, for the truth and plainness of... |
| 37056 | I pluck this pale and maiden blossom here, |
| 37057 | Giving my verdict on the white rose side. |
| 37058 | SOMERSET. Prick not your finger as you pluck... |
| 37059 | Lest, bleeding, you do paint the white ros... |
| 37060 | And fall on my side so, against your will. |
| 37061 | VERNON. If I, my lord, for my opinion bleed, |
| 37062 | Opinion shall be surgeon to my hurt |
| 37063 | And keep me on the side where still I am. |
| 37064 | SOMERSET. Well, well, come on; who else? |
| 37065 | LAWYER. [To Somerset] Unless my study and ... |
| 37066 | false, |
| 37067 | The argument you held was wrong in you; |
| 37068 | In sign whereof I pluck a white rose too. |
| 37069 | PLANTAGENET. Now, Somerset, where is your ar... |
| 37070 | SOMERSET. Here in my scabbard, meditating that |
| 37071 | Shall dye your white rose in a bloody red. |
| 37072 | PLANTAGENET. Meantime your cheeks do counter... |
| 37073 | roses; |
| 37074 | For pale they look with fear, as witnessing |
| 37075 | The truth on our side. |
| 37076 | SOMERSET. No, Plantagenet, |
| 37077 | 'Tis not for fear but anger that thy cheeks |
| 37078 | Blush for pure shame to counterfeit our ro... |
| 37079 | And yet thy tongue will not confess thy er... |
| 37080 | PLANTAGENET. Hath not thy rose a canker, Som... |
| 37081 | SOMERSET. Hath not thy rose a thorn, Plantag... |
| 37082 | PLANTAGENET. Ay, sharp and piercing, to main... |
| 37083 | Whiles thy consuming canker eats his false... |
| 37084 | SOMERSET. Well, I'll find friends to wear my... |
| 37085 | That shall maintain what I have said is true, |
| 37086 | Where false Plantagenet dare not be seen. |
| 37087 | PLANTAGENET. Now, by this maiden blossom in ... |
| 37088 | I scorn thee and thy fashion, peevish boy. |
| 37089 | SUFFOLK. Turn not thy scorns this way, Plant... |
| 37090 | PLANTAGENET. Proud Pole, I will, and scorn b... |
| 37091 | thee. |
| 37092 | SUFFOLK. I'll turn my part thereof into thy ... |
| 37093 | SOMERSET. Away, away, good William de la Pole! |
| 37094 | We grace the yeoman by conversing with him. |
| 37095 | WARWICK. Now, by God's will, thou wrong'st h... |
| 37096 | His grandfather was Lionel Duke of Clarence, |
| 37097 | Third son to the third Edward, King of Eng... |
| 37098 | Spring crestless yeomen from so deep a root? |
| 37099 | PLANTAGENET. He bears him on the place's pri... |
| 37100 | Or durst not for his craven heart say thus. |
| 37101 | SOMERSET. By Him that made me, I'll maintain... |
| 37102 | On any plot of ground in Christendom. |
| 37103 | Was not thy father, Richard Earl of Cambri... |
| 37104 | For treason executed in our late king's days? |
| 37105 | And by his treason stand'st not thou attai... |
| 37106 | Corrupted, and exempt from ancient gentry? |
| 37107 | His trespass yet lives guilty in thy blood; |
| 37108 | And till thou be restor'd thou art a yeoman. |
| 37109 | PLANTAGENET. My father was attached, not att... |
| 37110 | Condemn'd to die for treason, but no traitor; |
| 37111 | And that I'll prove on better men than Som... |
| 37112 | Were growing time once ripened to my will. |
| 37113 | For your partaker Pole, and you yourself, |
| 37114 | I'll note you in my book of memory |
| 37115 | To scourge you for this apprehension. |
| 37116 | Look to it well, and say you are well warn'd. |
| 37117 | SOMERSET. Ay, thou shalt find us ready for t... |
| 37118 | And know us by these colours for thy foes |
| 37119 | For these my friends in spite of thee shal... |
| 37120 | PLANTAGENET. And, by my soul, this pale and ... |
| 37121 | As cognizance of my blood-drinking hate, |
| 37122 | Will I for ever, and my faction, wear, |
| 37123 | Until it wither with me to my grave, |
| 37124 | Or flourish to the height of my degree. |
| 37125 | SUFFOLK. Go forward, and be chok'd with thy ... |
| 37126 | And so farewell until I meet thee next. ... |
| 37127 | SOMERSET. Have with thee, Pole. Farewell, am... |
| 37128 | Richard. ... |
| 37129 | PLANTAGENET. How I am brav'd, and must perfo... |
| 37130 | it! |
| 37131 | WARWICK. This blot that they object against ... |
| 37132 | Shall be wip'd out in the next Parliament, |
| 37133 | Call'd for the truce of Winchester and Glo... |
| 37134 | And if thou be not then created York, |
| 37135 | I will not live to be accounted Warwick. |
| 37136 | Meantime, in signal of my love to thee, |
| 37137 | Against proud Somerset and William Pole, |
| 37138 | Will I upon thy party wear this rose; |
| 37139 | And here I prophesy: this brawl to-day, |
| 37140 | Grown to this faction in the Temple Garden, |
| 37141 | Shall send between the Red Rose and the White |
| 37142 | A thousand souls to death and deadly night. |
| 37143 | PLANTAGENET. Good Master Vernon, I am bound ... |
| 37144 | That you on my behalf would pluck a flower. |
| 37145 | VERNON. In your behalf still will I wear the... |
| 37146 | LAWYER. And so will I. |
| 37147 | PLANTAGENET. Thanks, gentle sir. |
| 37148 | Come, let us four to dinner. I dare say |
| 37149 | This quarrel will drink blood another day.... |
| 37150 | SCENE 5. |
| 37151 | The Tower of London |
| 37152 | Enter MORTIMER, brought in a chair, a... |
| 37153 | MORTIMER. Kind keepers of my weak decaying age, |
| 37154 | Let dying Mortimer here rest himself. |
| 37155 | Even like a man new haled from the rack, |
| 37156 | So fare my limbs with long imprisonment; |
| 37157 | And these grey locks, the pursuivants of d... |
| 37158 | Nestor-like aged in an age of care, |
| 37159 | Argue the end of Edmund Mortimer. |
| 37160 | These eyes, like lamps whose wasting oil i... |
| 37161 | Wax dim, as drawing to their exigent; |
| 37162 | Weak shoulders, overborne with burdening g... |
| 37163 | And pithless arms, like to a withered vine |
| 37164 | That droops his sapless branches to the gr... |
| 37165 | Yet are these feet, whose strengthless sta... |
| 37166 | Unable to support this lump of clay, |
| 37167 | Swift-winged with desire to get a grave, |
| 37168 | As witting I no other comfort have. |
| 37169 | But tell me, keeper, will my nephew come? |
| 37170 | FIRST KEEPER. Richard Plantagenet, my lord, ... |
| 37171 | We sent unto the Temple, unto his chamber; |
| 37172 | And answer was return'd that he will come. |
| 37173 | MORTIMER. Enough; my soul shall then be sati... |
| 37174 | Poor gentleman! his wrong doth equal mine. |
| 37175 | Since Henry Monmouth first began to reign, |
| 37176 | Before whose glory I was great in arms, |
| 37177 | This loathsome sequestration have I had; |
| 37178 | And even since then hath Richard been obsc... |
| 37179 | Depriv'd of honour and inheritance. |
| 37180 | But now the arbitrator of despairs, |
| 37181 | Just Death, kind umpire of men's miseries, |
| 37182 | With sweet enlargement doth dismiss me hence. |
| 37183 | I would his troubles likewise were expir'd, |
| 37184 | That so he might recover what was lost. |
| 37185 | Enter RICHARD PLANTAGENET |
| 37186 | FIRST KEEPER. My lord, your loving nephew no... |
| 37187 | MORTIMER. Richard Plantagenet, my friend, is... |
| 37188 | PLANTAGENET. Ay, noble uncle, thus ignobly u... |
| 37189 | Your nephew, late despised Richard, comes. |
| 37190 | MORTIMER. Direct mine arms I may embrace his... |
| 37191 | And in his bosom spend my latter gasp. |
| 37192 | O, tell me when my lips do touch his cheeks, |
| 37193 | That I may kindly give one fainting kiss. |
| 37194 | And now declare, sweet stem from York's gr... |
| 37195 | Why didst thou say of late thou wert despi... |
| 37196 | PLANTAGENET. First, lean thine aged back aga... |
| 37197 | And, in that ease, I'll tell thee my disease. |
| 37198 | This day, in argument upon a case, |
| 37199 | Some words there grew 'twixt Somerset and me; |
| 37200 | Among which terms he us'd his lavish tongue |
| 37201 | And did upbraid me with my father's death; |
| 37202 | Which obloquy set bars before my tongue, |
| 37203 | Else with the like I had requited him. |
| 37204 | Therefore, good uncle, for my father's sake, |
| 37205 | In honour of a true Plantagenet, |
| 37206 | And for alliance sake, declare the cause |
| 37207 | My father, Earl of Cambridge, lost his head. |
| 37208 | MORTIMER. That cause, fair nephew, that impr... |
| 37209 | And hath detain'd me all my flow'ring youth |
| 37210 | Within a loathsome dungeon, there to pine, |
| 37211 | Was cursed instrument of his decease. |
| 37212 | PLANTAGENET. Discover more at large what cau... |
| 37213 | For I am ignorant and cannot guess. |
| 37214 | MORTIMER. I will, if that my fading breath p... |
| 37215 | And death approach not ere my tale be done. |
| 37216 | Henry the Fourth, grandfather to this king, |
| 37217 | Depos'd his nephew Richard, Edward's son, |
| 37218 | The first-begotten and the lawful heir |
| 37219 | Of Edward king, the third of that descent; |
| 37220 | During whose reign the Percies of the north, |
| 37221 | Finding his usurpation most unjust, |
| 37222 | Endeavour'd my advancement to the throne. |
| 37223 | The reason mov'd these warlike lords to this |
| 37224 | Was, for that-young Richard thus remov'd, |
| 37225 | Leaving no heir begotten of his body- |
| 37226 | I was the next by birth and parentage; |
| 37227 | For by my mother I derived am |
| 37228 | From Lionel Duke of Clarence, third son |
| 37229 | To King Edward the Third; whereas he |
| 37230 | From John of Gaunt doth bring his pedigree, |
| 37231 | Being but fourth of that heroic line. |
| 37232 | But mark: as in this haughty great attempt |
| 37233 | They laboured to plant the rightful heir, |
| 37234 | I lost my liberty, and they their lives. |
| 37235 | Long after this, when Henry the Fifth, |
| 37236 | Succeeding his father Bolingbroke, did reign, |
| 37237 | Thy father, Earl of Cambridge, then deriv'd |
| 37238 | From famous Edmund Langley, Duke of York, |
| 37239 | Marrying my sister, that thy mother was, |
| 37240 | Again, in pity of my hard distress, |
| 37241 | Levied an army, weening to redeem |
| 37242 | And have install'd me in the diadem; |
| 37243 | But, as the rest, so fell that noble earl, |
| 37244 | And was beheaded. Thus the Mortimers, |
| 37245 | In whom the title rested, were suppress'd. |
| 37246 | PLANTAGENET. Of Which, my lord, your honour ... |
| 37247 | MORTIMER. True; and thou seest that I no iss... |
| 37248 | And that my fainting words do warrant death. |
| 37249 | Thou art my heir; the rest I wish thee gat... |
| 37250 | But yet be wary in thy studious care. |
| 37251 | PLANTAGENET. Thy grave admonishments prevail... |
| 37252 | But yet methinks my father's execution |
| 37253 | Was nothing less than bloody tyranny. |
| 37254 | MORTIMER. With silence, nephew, be thou poli... |
| 37255 | Strong fixed is the house of Lancaster |
| 37256 | And like a mountain not to be remov'd. |
| 37257 | But now thy uncle is removing hence, |
| 37258 | As princes do their courts when they are c... |
| 37259 | With long continuance in a settled place. |
| 37260 | PLANTAGENET. O uncle, would some part of my ... |
| 37261 | Might but redeem the passage of your age! |
| 37262 | MORTIMER. Thou dost then wrong me, as that s... |
| 37263 | doth |
| 37264 | Which giveth many wounds when one will kill. |
| 37265 | Mourn not, except thou sorrow for my good; |
| 37266 | Only give order for my funeral. |
| 37267 | And so, farewell; and fair be all thy hopes, |
| 37268 | And prosperous be thy life in peace and wa... |
| 37269 | PLANTAGENET. And peace, no war, befall thy p... |
| 37270 | In prison hast thou spent a pilgrimage, |
| 37271 | And like a hermit overpass'd thy days. |
| 37272 | Well, I will lock his counsel in my breast; |
| 37273 | And what I do imagine, let that rest. |
| 37274 | Keepers, convey him hence; and I myself |
| 37275 | Will see his burial better than his life. |
| 37276 | Exeunt GAOLERS, hearing out th... |
| 37277 | Here dies the dusky torch of Mortimer, |
| 37278 | Chok'd with ambition of the meaner sort; |
| 37279 | And for those wrongs, those bitter injuries, |
| 37280 | Which Somerset hath offer'd to my house, |
| 37281 | I doubt not but with honour to redress; |
| 37282 | And therefore haste I to the Parliament, |
| 37283 | Either to be restored to my blood, |
| 37284 | Or make my ill th' advantage of my good. ... |
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| 37293 | ACT III. SCENE 1. |
| 37294 | London. The Parliament House |
| 37295 | Flourish. Enter the KING, EXETER, GLOUCESTER, ... |
| 37296 | the BISHOP OF WINCHESTER, RICHARD PLANTAGENET,... |
| 37297 | GLOUCESTER offers to put up a bill; WINCHESTER... |
| 37298 | WINCHESTER. Com'st thou with deep premeditat... |
| 37299 | With written pamphlets studiously devis'd? |
| 37300 | Humphrey of Gloucester, if thou canst accuse |
| 37301 | Or aught intend'st to lay unto my charge, |
| 37302 | Do it without invention, suddenly; |
| 37303 | I with sudden and extemporal speech |
| 37304 | Purpose to answer what thou canst object. |
| 37305 | GLOUCESTER. Presumptuous priest, this place ... |
| 37306 | patience, |
| 37307 | Or thou shouldst find thou hast dishonour'... |
| 37308 | Think not, although in writing I preferr'd |
| 37309 | The manner of thy vile outrageous crimes, |
| 37310 | That therefore I have forg'd, or am not able |
| 37311 | Verbatim to rehearse the method of my pen. |
| 37312 | No, prelate; such is thy audacious wickedn... |
| 37313 | Thy lewd, pestiferous, and dissentious pra... |
| 37314 | As very infants prattle of thy pride. |
| 37315 | Thou art a most pernicious usurer; |
| 37316 | Froward by nature, enemy to peace; |
| 37317 | Lascivious, wanton, more than well beseems |
| 37318 | A man of thy profession and degree; |
| 37319 | And for thy treachery, what's more manifest |
| 37320 | In that thou laid'st a trap to take my life, |
| 37321 | As well at London Bridge as at the Tower? |
| 37322 | Beside, I fear me, if thy thoughts were si... |
| 37323 | The King, thy sovereign, is not quite exempt |
| 37324 | From envious malice of thy swelling heart. |
| 37325 | WINCHESTER. Gloucester, I do defy thee. Lord... |
| 37326 | To give me hearing what I shall reply. |
| 37327 | If I were covetous, ambitious, or perverse, |
| 37328 | As he will have me, how am I so poor? |
| 37329 | Or how haps it I seek not to advance |
| 37330 | Or raise myself, but keep my wonted calling? |
| 37331 | And for dissension, who preferreth peace |
| 37332 | More than I do, except I be provok'd? |
| 37333 | No, my good lords, it is not that offends; |
| 37334 | It is not that that incens'd hath incens'd... |
| 37335 | It is because no one should sway but he; |
| 37336 | No one but he should be about the King; |
| 37337 | And that engenders thunder in his breast |
| 37338 | And makes him roar these accusations forth. |
| 37339 | But he shall know I am as good |
| 37340 | GLOUCESTER. As good! |
| 37341 | Thou bastard of my grandfather! |
| 37342 | WINCHESTER. Ay, lordly sir; for what are you... |
| 37343 | But one imperious in another's throne? |
| 37344 | GLOUCESTER. Am I not Protector, saucy priest? |
| 37345 | WINCHESTER. And am not I a prelate of the ch... |
| 37346 | GLOUCESTER. Yes, as an outlaw in a castle ke... |
| 37347 | And useth it to patronage his theft. |
| 37348 | WINCHESTER. Unreverent Gloucester! |
| 37349 | GLOUCESTER. Thou art reverend |
| 37350 | Touching thy spiritual function, not thy l... |
| 37351 | WINCHESTER. Rome shall remedy this. |
| 37352 | WARWICK. Roam thither then. |
| 37353 | SOMERSET. My lord, it were your duty to forb... |
| 37354 | WARWICK. Ay, see the bishop be not overborne. |
| 37355 | SOMERSET. Methinks my lord should be religious, |
| 37356 | And know the office that belongs to such. |
| 37357 | WARWICK. Methinks his lordship should be hum... |
| 37358 | It fitteth not a prelate so to plead. |
| 37359 | SOMERSET. Yes, when his holy state is touch'... |
| 37360 | WARWICK. State holy or unhallow'd, what of t... |
| 37361 | Is not his Grace Protector to the King? |
| 37362 | PLANTAGENET. [Aside] Plantagenet, I see, m... |
| 37363 | tongue, |
| 37364 | Lest it be said 'Speak, sirrah, when you s... |
| 37365 | Must your bold verdict enter talk with lor... |
| 37366 | Else would I have a fling at Winchester. |
| 37367 | KING HENRY. Uncles of Gloucester and of Winc... |
| 37368 | The special watchmen of our English weal, |
| 37369 | I would prevail, if prayers might prevail |
| 37370 | To join your hearts in love and amity. |
| 37371 | O, what a scandal is it to our crown |
| 37372 | That two such noble peers as ye should jar! |
| 37373 | Believe me, lords, my tender years can tell |
| 37374 | Civil dissension is a viperous worm |
| 37375 | That gnaws the bowels of the commonwealth. |
| 37376 | [A noise within: 'Down with ... |
| 37377 | What tumult's this? |
| 37378 | WARWICK. An uproar, I dare warrant, |
| 37379 | Begun through malice of the Bishop's men. |
| 37380 | [A noise again: ... |
| 37381 | Enter the MAYOR OF LONDON, att... |
| 37382 | MAYOR. O, my good lords, and virtuous Henry, |
| 37383 | Pity the city of London, pity us! |
| 37384 | The Bishop and the Duke of Gloucester's men, |
| 37385 | Forbidden late to carry any weapon, |
| 37386 | Have fill'd their pockets full of pebble s... |
| 37387 | And, banding themselves in contrary parts, |
| 37388 | Do pelt so fast at one another's pate |
| 37389 | That many have their giddy brains knock'd ... |
| 37390 | Our windows are broke down in every street, |
| 37391 | And we for fear compell'd to shut our shops. |
| 37392 | Enter in skirmish, the retainers of GL... |
| 37393 | WINCHESTER, with bloody pates |
| 37394 | KING HENRY. We charge you, on allegiance to ... |
| 37395 | To hold your slaught'ring hands and keep t... |
| 37396 | Pray, uncle Gloucester, mitigate this strife. |
| 37397 | FIRST SERVING-MAN. Nay, if we be forbidden s... |
| 37398 | fall to it with our teeth. |
| 37399 | SECOND SERVING-MAN. Do what ye dare, we are ... |
| 37400 | ... |
| 37401 | GLOUCESTER. You of my household, leave this ... |
| 37402 | And set this unaccustom'd fight aside. |
| 37403 | THIRD SERVING-MAN. My lord, we know your Gra... |
| 37404 | man |
| 37405 | Just and upright, and for your royal birth |
| 37406 | Inferior to none but to his Majesty; |
| 37407 | And ere that we will suffer such a prince, |
| 37408 | So kind a father of the commonweal, |
| 37409 | To be disgraced by an inkhorn mate, |
| 37410 | We and our wives and children all will fight |
| 37411 | And have our bodies slaught'red by thy foes. |
| 37412 | FIRST SERVING-MAN. Ay, and the very parings ... |
| 37413 | Shall pitch a field when we are dead. ... |
| 37414 | GLOUCESTER. Stay, stay, I say! |
| 37415 | And if you love me, as you say you do, |
| 37416 | Let me persuade you to forbear awhile. |
| 37417 | KING HENRY. O, how this discord doth afflict... |
| 37418 | Can you, my Lord of Winchester, behold |
| 37419 | My sighs and tears and will not once relent? |
| 37420 | Who should be pitiful, if you be not? |
| 37421 | Or who should study to prefer a peace, |
| 37422 | If holy churchmen take delight in broils? |
| 37423 | WARWICK. Yield, my Lord Protector; yield, Wi... |
| 37424 | Except you mean with obstinate repulse |
| 37425 | To slay your sovereign and destroy the rea... |
| 37426 | You see what mischief, and what murder too, |
| 37427 | Hath been enacted through your enmity; |
| 37428 | Then be at peace, except ye thirst for blood. |
| 37429 | WINCHESTER. He shall submit, or I will never... |
| 37430 | GLOUCESTER. Compassion on the King commands ... |
| 37431 | Or I would see his heart out ere the priest |
| 37432 | Should ever get that privilege of me. |
| 37433 | WARWICK. Behold, my Lord of Winchester, the ... |
| 37434 | Hath banish'd moody discontented fury, |
| 37435 | As by his smoothed brows it doth appear; |
| 37436 | Why look you still so stem and tragical? |
| 37437 | GLOUCESTER. Here, Winchester, I offer thee m... |
| 37438 | KING HENRY. Fie, uncle Beaufort! I have hear... |
| 37439 | That malice was a great and grievous sin; |
| 37440 | And will not you maintain the thing you te... |
| 37441 | But prove a chief offender in the same? |
| 37442 | WARWICK. Sweet King! The Bishop hath a kindl... |
| 37443 | For shame, my Lord of Winchester, relent; |
| 37444 | What, shall a child instruct you what to do? |
| 37445 | WINCHESTER. Well, Duke of Gloucester, I will... |
| 37446 | Love for thy love and hand for hand I give. |
| 37447 | GLOUCESTER [Aside] Ay, but, I fear me, wit... |
| 37448 | heart. |
| 37449 | See here, my friends and loving countrymen: |
| 37450 | This token serveth for a flag of truce |
| 37451 | Betwixt ourselves and all our followers. |
| 37452 | So help me God, as I dissemble not! |
| 37453 | WINCHESTER [Aside] So help me God, as I in... |
| 37454 | KING HENRY. O loving uncle, kind Duke of Glo... |
| 37455 | How joyful am I made by this contract! |
| 37456 | Away, my masters! trouble us no more; |
| 37457 | But join in friendship, as your lords have... |
| 37458 | FIRST SERVING-MAN. Content: I'll to the surg... |
| 37459 | SECOND SERVING-MAN. And so will I. |
| 37460 | THIRD SERVING-MAN. And I will see what physi... |
| 37461 | affords. Exeunt se... |
| 37462 | WARWICK. Accept this scroll, most gracious s... |
| 37463 | Which in the right of Richard Plantagenet |
| 37464 | We do exhibit to your Majesty. |
| 37465 | GLOUCESTER. Well urg'd, my Lord of Warwick; ... |
| 37466 | prince, |
| 37467 | An if your Grace mark every circumstance, |
| 37468 | You have great reason to do Richard right; |
| 37469 | Especially for those occasions |
| 37470 | At Eltham Place I told your Majesty. |
| 37471 | KING HENRY. And those occasions, uncle, were... |
| 37472 | Therefore, my loving lords, our pleasure is |
| 37473 | That Richard be restored to his blood. |
| 37474 | WARWICK. Let Richard be restored to his blood; |
| 37475 | So shall his father's wrongs be recompens'd. |
| 37476 | WINCHESTER. As will the rest, so willeth Win... |
| 37477 | KING HENRY. If Richard will be true, not tha... |
| 37478 | But all the whole inheritance I give |
| 37479 | That doth belong unto the house of York, |
| 37480 | From whence you spring by lineal descent. |
| 37481 | PLANTAGENET. Thy humble servant vows obedience |
| 37482 | And humble service till the point of death. |
| 37483 | KING HENRY. Stoop then and set your knee aga... |
| 37484 | And in reguerdon of that duty done |
| 37485 | I girt thee with the valiant sword of York. |
| 37486 | Rise, Richard, like a true Plantagenet, |
| 37487 | And rise created princely Duke of York. |
| 37488 | PLANTAGENET. And so thrive Richard as thy fo... |
| 37489 | And as my duty springs, so perish they |
| 37490 | That grudge one thought against your Majesty! |
| 37491 | ALL. Welcome, high Prince, the mighty Duke o... |
| 37492 | SOMERSET. [Aside] Perish, base Prince, ign... |
| 37493 | York! |
| 37494 | GLOUCESTER. Now will it best avail your Majesty |
| 37495 | To cross the seas and to be crown'd in Fra... |
| 37496 | The presence of a king engenders love |
| 37497 | Amongst his subjects and his loyal friends, |
| 37498 | As it disanimates his enemies. |
| 37499 | KING HENRY. When Gloucester says the word, K... |
| 37500 | goes; |
| 37501 | For friendly counsel cuts off many foes. |
| 37502 | GLOUCESTER. Your ships already are in readin... |
| 37503 | Sennet. Flourish. Exe... |
| 37504 | EXETER. Ay, we may march in England or in Fr... |
| 37505 | Not seeing what is likely to ensue. |
| 37506 | This late dissension grown betwixt the peers |
| 37507 | Burns under feigned ashes of forg'd love |
| 37508 | And will at last break out into a flame; |
| 37509 | As fest'red members rot but by degree |
| 37510 | Till bones and flesh and sinews fall away, |
| 37511 | So will this base and envious discord breed. |
| 37512 | And now I fear that fatal prophecy. |
| 37513 | Which in the time of Henry nam'd the Fifth |
| 37514 | Was in the mouth of every sucking babe: |
| 37515 | That Henry born at Monmouth should win all, |
| 37516 | And Henry born at Windsor should lose all. |
| 37517 | Which is so plain that Exeter doth wish |
| 37518 | His days may finish ere that hapless time.... |
| 37519 | SCENE 2. |
| 37520 | France. Before Rouen |
| 37521 | Enter LA PUCELLE disguis'd, with four s... |
| 37522 | like countrymen, with sacks upon t... |
| 37523 | PUCELLE. These are the city gates, the gates... |
| 37524 | Through which our policy must make a breach. |
| 37525 | Take heed, be wary how you place your words; |
| 37526 | Talk like the vulgar sort of market-men |
| 37527 | That come to gather money for their corn. |
| 37528 | If we have entrance, as I hope we shall, |
| 37529 | And that we find the slothful watch but weak, |
| 37530 | I'll by a sign give notice to our friends, |
| 37531 | That Charles the Dauphin may encounter them. |
| 37532 | FIRST SOLDIER. Our sacks shall be a mean to ... |
| 37533 | And we be lords and rulers over Rouen; |
| 37534 | Therefore we'll knock. ... |
| 37535 | WATCH. [Within] Qui est la? |
| 37536 | PUCELLE. Paysans, pauvres gens de France |
| 37537 | Poor market-folks that come to sell their ... |
| 37538 | WATCH. Enter, go in; the market-bell is rung. |
| 37539 | PUCELLE. Now, Rouen, I'll shake thy bulwarks... |
| 37540 | ground. |
| 37541 | [LA PUCELLE, &c... |
| 37542 | Enter CHARLES, BASTARD, ALENCON, REIGN... |
| 37543 | CHARLES. Saint Denis bless this happy strata... |
| 37544 | And once again we'll sleep secure in Rouen. |
| 37545 | BASTARD. Here ent'red Pucelle and her practi... |
| 37546 | Now she is there, how will she specify |
| 37547 | Here is the best and safest passage in? |
| 37548 | ALENCON. By thrusting out a torch from yonde... |
| 37549 | Which once discern'd shows that her meanin... |
| 37550 | No way to that, for weakness, which she en... |
| 37551 | Enter LA PUCELLE, on the top, thr... |
| 37552 | a torch burning |
| 37553 | PUCELLE. Behold, this is the happy wedding t... |
| 37554 | That joineth Rouen unto her countrymen, |
| 37555 | But burning fatal to the Talbotites. ... |
| 37556 | BASTARD. See, noble Charles, the beacon of o... |
| 37557 | The burning torch in yonder turret stands. |
| 37558 | CHARLES. Now shine it like a comet of revenge, |
| 37559 | A prophet to the fall of all our foes! |
| 37560 | ALENCON. Defer no time, delays have dangerou... |
| 37561 | Enter, and cry 'The Dauphin!' presently, |
| 37562 | And then do execution on the watch. Alarum... |
| 37563 | An alarum. Enter TALBOT in an ex... |
| 37564 | TALBOT. France, thou shalt rue this treason ... |
| 37565 | If Talbot but survive thy treachery. |
| 37566 | PUCELLE, that witch, that damned sorceress, |
| 37567 | Hath wrought this hellish mischief unawares, |
| 37568 | That hardly we escap'd the pride of France... |
| 37569 | An alarum; excursions. BEDFORD brought... |
| 37570 | a chair. Enter TALBOT and BURGUNDY w... |
| 37571 | within, LA PUCELLE, CHARLES, BASTARD,... |
| 37572 | and REIGNIER, on the walls |
| 37573 | PUCELLE. Good morrow, gallants! Want ye corn... |
| 37574 | I think the Duke of Burgundy will fast |
| 37575 | Before he'll buy again at such a rate. |
| 37576 | 'Twas full of darnel-do you like the taste? |
| 37577 | BURGUNDY. Scoff on, vile fiend and shameless... |
| 37578 | I trust ere long to choke thee with thine ... |
| 37579 | And make thee curse the harvest of that corn. |
| 37580 | CHARLES. Your Grace may starve, perhaps, bef... |
| 37581 | BEDFORD. O, let no words, but deeds, revenge... |
| 37582 | PUCELLE. What you do, good grey beard? Break a |
| 37583 | lance, |
| 37584 | And run a tilt at death within a chair? |
| 37585 | TALBOT. Foul fiend of France and hag of all ... |
| 37586 | Encompass'd with thy lustful paramours, |
| 37587 | Becomes it thee to taunt his valiant age |
| 37588 | And twit with cowardice a man half dead? |
| 37589 | Damsel, I'll have a bout with you again, |
| 37590 | Or else let Talbot perish with this shame. |
| 37591 | PUCELLE. Are ye so hot, sir? Yet, Pucelle, h... |
| 37592 | If Talbot do but thunder, rain will follow. |
| 37593 | [The English party whisper to... |
| 37594 | God speed the parliament! Who shall be the... |
| 37595 | TALBOT. Dare ye come forth and meet us in th... |
| 37596 | PUCELLE. Belike your lordship takes us then ... |
| 37597 | To try if that our own be ours or no. |
| 37598 | TALBOT. I speak not to that railing Hecate, |
| 37599 | But unto thee, Alencon, and the rest. |
| 37600 | Will ye, like soldiers, come and fight it ... |
| 37601 | ALENCON. Signior, no. |
| 37602 | TALBOT. Signior, hang! Base muleteers of Fra... |
| 37603 | Like peasant foot-boys do they keep the wa... |
| 37604 | And dare not take up arms like gentlemen. |
| 37605 | PUCELLE. Away, captains! Let's get us from t... |
| 37606 | For Talbot means no goodness by his looks. |
| 37607 | God b'uy, my lord; we came but to tell you |
| 37608 | That we are here. Exe... |
| 37609 | TALBOT. And there will we be too, ere it be ... |
| 37610 | Or else reproach be Talbot's greatest fame! |
| 37611 | Vow, Burgundy, by honour of thy house, |
| 37612 | Prick'd on by public wrongs sustain'd in F... |
| 37613 | Either to get the town again or die; |
| 37614 | And I, as sure as English Henry lives |
| 37615 | And as his father here was conqueror, |
| 37616 | As sure as in this late betrayed town |
| 37617 | Great Coeur-de-lion's heart was buried |
| 37618 | So sure I swear to get the town or die. |
| 37619 | BURGUNDY. My vows are equal partners with th... |
| 37620 | TALBOT. But ere we go, regard this dying pri... |
| 37621 | The valiant Duke of Bedford. Come, my lord, |
| 37622 | We will bestow you in some better place, |
| 37623 | Fitter for sickness and for crazy age. |
| 37624 | BEDFORD. Lord Talbot, do not so dishonour me; |
| 37625 | Here will I sit before the walls of Rouen, |
| 37626 | And will be partner of your weal or woe. |
| 37627 | BURGUNDY. Courageous Bedford, let us now per... |
| 37628 | BEDFORD. Not to be gone from hence; for once... |
| 37629 | That stout Pendragon in his litter sick |
| 37630 | Came to the field, and vanquished his foes. |
| 37631 | Methinks I should revive the soldiers' hea... |
| 37632 | Because I ever found them as myself. |
| 37633 | TALBOT. Undaunted spirit in a dying breast! |
| 37634 | Then be it so. Heavens keep old Bedford safe! |
| 37635 | And now no more ado, brave Burgundy, |
| 37636 | But gather we our forces out of hand |
| 37637 | And set upon our boasting enemy. |
| 37638 | Exeunt against the town all but BEDF... |
| 37639 | An alarum; excursions. Enter SIR JO... |
| 37640 | and a CAPTAIN |
| 37641 | CAPTAIN. Whither away, Sir John Fastolfe, in... |
| 37642 | FASTOLFE. Whither away? To save myself by fl... |
| 37643 | We are like to have the overthrow again. |
| 37644 | CAPTAIN. What! Will you and leave Lord Talbot? |
| 37645 | FASTOLFE. Ay, |
| 37646 | All the Talbots in the world, to save my l... |
| 37647 | CAPTAIN. Cowardly knight! ill fortune follow... |
| 37648 | ... |
| 37649 | Retreat; excursions. LA PUCELLE, ALEN... |
| 37650 | and CHARLES fly |
| 37651 | BEDFORD. Now, quiet soul, depart when heaven... |
| 37652 | For I have seen our enemies' overthrow. |
| 37653 | What is the trust or strength of foolish man? |
| 37654 | They that of late were daring with their s... |
| 37655 | Are glad and fain by flight to save themse... |
| 37656 | [BEDFORD dies and is carried in by... |
| 37657 | An alarum. Re-enter TALBOT, BURGUNDY... |
| 37658 | TALBOT. Lost and recovered in a day again! |
| 37659 | This is a double honour, Burgundy. |
| 37660 | Yet heavens have glory for this victory! |
| 37661 | BURGUNDY. Warlike and martial Talbot, Burgundy |
| 37662 | Enshrines thee in his heart, and there ere... |
| 37663 | Thy noble deeds as valour's monuments. |
| 37664 | TALBOT. Thanks, gentle Duke. But where is Pu... |
| 37665 | I think her old familiar is asleep. |
| 37666 | Now where's the Bastard's braves, and Char... |
| 37667 | What, all amort? Rouen hangs her head for ... |
| 37668 | That such a valiant company are fled. |
| 37669 | Now will we take some order in the town, |
| 37670 | Placing therein some expert officers; |
| 37671 | And then depart to Paris to the King, |
| 37672 | For there young Henry with his nobles lie. |
| 37673 | BURGUNDY. What Lord Talbot pleaseth Burgundy. |
| 37674 | TALBOT. But yet, before we go, let's not forget |
| 37675 | The noble Duke of Bedford, late deceas'd, |
| 37676 | But see his exequies fulfill'd in Rouen. |
| 37677 | A braver soldier never couched lance, |
| 37678 | A gentler heart did never sway in court; |
| 37679 | But kings and mightiest potentates must die, |
| 37680 | For that's the end of human misery. ... |
| 37681 | SCENE 3. |
| 37682 | The plains near Rouen |
| 37683 | Enter CHARLES, the BASTARD, ALENCON, L... |
| 37684 | and forces |
| 37685 | PUCELLE. Dismay not, Princes, at this accident, |
| 37686 | Nor grieve that Rouen is so recovered. |
| 37687 | Care is no cure, but rather corrosive, |
| 37688 | For things that are not to be remedied. |
| 37689 | Let frantic Talbot triumph for a while |
| 37690 | And like a peacock sweep along his tail; |
| 37691 | We'll pull his plumes and take away his tr... |
| 37692 | If Dauphin and the rest will be but rul'd. |
| 37693 | CHARLES. We have guided by thee hitherto, |
| 37694 | And of thy cunning had no diffidence; |
| 37695 | One sudden foil shall never breed distrust |
| 37696 | BASTARD. Search out thy wit for secret polic... |
| 37697 | And we will make thee famous through the w... |
| 37698 | ALENCON. We'll set thy statue in some holy... |
| 37699 | And have thee reverenc'd like a blessed sa... |
| 37700 | Employ thee, then, sweet virgin, for our g... |
| 37701 | PUCELLE. Then thus it must be; this doth Joa... |
| 37702 | By fair persuasions, mix'd with sug'red wo... |
| 37703 | We will entice the Duke of Burgundy |
| 37704 | To leave the Talbot and to follow us. |
| 37705 | CHARLES. Ay, marry, sweeting, if we could do... |
| 37706 | France were no place for Henry's warriors; |
| 37707 | Nor should that nation boast it so with us, |
| 37708 | But be extirped from our provinces. |
| 37709 | ALENCON. For ever should they be expuls'd fr... |
| 37710 | And not have tide of an earldom here. |
| 37711 | PUCELLE. Your honours shall perceive how I w... |
| 37712 | To bring this matter to the wished end. |
| 37713 | [Dru... |
| 37714 | Hark! by the sound of drum you may perceive |
| 37715 | Their powers are marching unto Paris-ward. |
| 37716 | Here sound an English march. Enter, ... |
| 37717 | at a distance, TALBOT and his ... |
| 37718 | There goes the Talbot, with his colours sp... |
| 37719 | And all the troops of English after him. |
| 37720 | French march. Enter the DUKE OF BU... |
| 37721 | his forces |
| 37722 | Now in the rearward comes the Duke and his. |
| 37723 | Fortune in favour makes him lag behind. |
| 37724 | Summon a parley; we will talk with him. |
| 37725 | [Trumpe... |
| 37726 | CHARLES. A parley with the Duke of Burgundy! |
| 37727 | BURGUNDY. Who craves a parley with the Burgu... |
| 37728 | PUCELLE. The princely Charles of France, thy... |
| 37729 | BURGUNDY. What say'st thou, Charles? for I a... |
| 37730 | hence. |
| 37731 | CHARLES. Speak, Pucelle, and enchant him wit... |
| 37732 | PUCELLE. Brave Burgundy, undoubted hope of F... |
| 37733 | Stay, let thy humble handmaid speak to thee. |
| 37734 | BURGUNDY. Speak on; but be not over-tedious. |
| 37735 | PUCELLE. Look on thy country, look on fertil... |
| 37736 | And see the cities and the towns defac'd |
| 37737 | By wasting ruin of the cruel foe; |
| 37738 | As looks the mother on her lowly babe |
| 37739 | When death doth close his tender dying eyes, |
| 37740 | See, see the pining malady of France; |
| 37741 | Behold the wounds, the most unnatural wounds, |
| 37742 | Which thou thyself hast given her woeful b... |
| 37743 | O, turn thy edged sword another way; |
| 37744 | Strike those that hurt, and hurt not those... |
| 37745 | One drop of blood drawn from thy country's... |
| 37746 | Should grieve thee more than streams of fo... |
| 37747 | Return thee therefore with a flood of tears, |
| 37748 | And wash away thy country's stained spots. |
| 37749 | BURGUNDY. Either she hath bewitch'd me with ... |
| 37750 | Or nature makes me suddenly relent. |
| 37751 | PUCELLE. Besides, all French and France excl... |
| 37752 | Doubting thy birth and lawful progeny. |
| 37753 | Who join'st thou with but with a lordly na... |
| 37754 | That will not trust thee but for profit's ... |
| 37755 | When Talbot hath set footing once in Franc... |
| 37756 | And fashion'd thee that instrument of ill, |
| 37757 | Who then but English Henry will be lord, |
| 37758 | And thou be thrust out like a fugitive? |
| 37759 | Call we to mind-and mark but this for proof: |
| 37760 | Was not the Duke of Orleans thy foe? |
| 37761 | And was he not in England prisoner? |
| 37762 | But when they heard he was thine enemy |
| 37763 | They set him free without his ransom paid, |
| 37764 | In spite of Burgundy and all his friends. |
| 37765 | See then, thou fight'st against thy countr... |
| 37766 | And join'st with them will be thy slaughte... |
| 37767 | Come, come, return; return, thou wandering... |
| 37768 | Charles and the rest will take thee in the... |
| 37769 | BURGUNDY. I am vanquished; these haughty wor... |
| 37770 | Have batt'red me like roaring cannon-shot |
| 37771 | And made me almost yield upon my knees. |
| 37772 | Forgive me, country, and sweet countrymen |
| 37773 | And, lords, accept this hearty kind embrace. |
| 37774 | My forces and my power of men are yours; |
| 37775 | So, farewell, Talbot; I'll no longer trust... |
| 37776 | PUCELLE. Done like a Frenchman- [Aside] tu... |
| 37777 | again. |
| 37778 | CHARLES. Welcome, brave Duke! Thy friendship... |
| 37779 | fresh. |
| 37780 | BASTARD. And doth beget new courage in our b... |
| 37781 | ALENCON. Pucelle hath bravely play'd her par... |
| 37782 | And doth deserve a coronet of gold. |
| 37783 | CHARLES. Now let us on, my lords, and join o... |
| 37784 | And seek how we may prejudice the foe. ... |
| 37785 | SCENE 4. |
| 37786 | Paris. The palace |
| 37787 | Enter the KING, GLOUCESTER, WINCHESTE... |
| 37788 | SUFFOLK, SOMERSET, WARWICK, EXETER, |
| 37789 | VERNON, BASSET, and others. To them... |
| 37790 | his soldiers, TALBOT |
| 37791 | TALBOT. My gracious Prince, and honourable p... |
| 37792 | Hearing of your arrival in this realm, |
| 37793 | I have awhile given truce unto my wars |
| 37794 | To do my duty to my sovereign; |
| 37795 | In sign whereof, this arm that hath reclaim'd |
| 37796 | To your obedience fifty fortresses, |
| 37797 | Twelve cities, and seven walled towns of s... |
| 37798 | Beside five hundred prisoners of esteem, |
| 37799 | Lets fall his sword before your Highness' ... |
| 37800 | And with submissive loyalty of heart |
| 37801 | Ascribes the glory of his conquest got |
| 37802 | First to my God and next unto your Grace. ... |
| 37803 | KING HENRY. Is this the Lord Talbot, uncle G... |
| 37804 | That hath so long been resident in France? |
| 37805 | GLOUCESTER. Yes, if it please your Majesty, ... |
| 37806 | KING HENRY. Welcome, brave captain and victo... |
| 37807 | When I was young, as yet I am not old, |
| 37808 | I do remember how my father said |
| 37809 | A stouter champion never handled sword. |
| 37810 | Long since we were resolved of your truth, |
| 37811 | Your faithful service, and your toil in war; |
| 37812 | Yet never have you tasted our reward, |
| 37813 | Or been reguerdon'd with so much as thanks, |
| 37814 | Because till now we never saw your face. |
| 37815 | Therefore stand up; and for these good des... |
| 37816 | We here create you Earl of Shrewsbury; |
| 37817 | And in our coronation take your place. |
| 37818 | Sennet. Flourish. Exeunt all but... |
| 37819 | VERNON. Now, sir, to you, that were so hot a... |
| 37820 | Disgracing of these colours that I wear |
| 37821 | In honour of my noble Lord of York |
| 37822 | Dar'st thou maintain the former words thou... |
| 37823 | BASSET. Yes, sir; as well as you dare patron... |
| 37824 | The envious barking of your saucy tongue |
| 37825 | Against my lord the Duke of Somerset. |
| 37826 | VERNON. Sirrah, thy lord I honour as he is. |
| 37827 | BASSET. Why, what is he? As good a man as York! |
| 37828 | VERNON. Hark ye: not so. In witness, take ye... |
| 37829 | ... |
| 37830 | BASSET. Villain, thou knowest the law of arm... |
| 37831 | That whoso draws a sword 'tis present death, |
| 37832 | Or else this blow should broach thy deares... |
| 37833 | But I'll unto his Majesty and crave |
| 37834 | I may have liberty to venge this wrong; |
| 37835 | When thou shalt see I'll meet thee to thy ... |
| 37836 | VERNON. Well, miscreant, I'll be there as so... |
| 37837 | And, after, meet you sooner than you would... |
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| 37846 | ACT IV. SCENE 1. |
| 37847 | Park. The palace |
| 37848 | Enter the KING, GLOUCESTER, WINCHESTER, YORK, ... |
| 37849 | TALBOT, EXETER, the GOVERNOR OF PARIS, and others |
| 37850 | GLOUCESTER. Lord Bishop, set the crown upon ... |
| 37851 | WINCHESTER. God save King Henry, of that nam... |
| 37852 | GLOUCESTER. Now, Governor of Paris, take you... |
| 37853 | ... |
| 37854 | That you elect no other king but him, |
| 37855 | Esteem none friends but such as are his fr... |
| 37856 | And none your foes but such as shall pretend |
| 37857 | Malicious practices against his state. |
| 37858 | This shall ye do, so help you righteous God! |
| 37859 | Exeunt GOVE... |
| 37860 | Enter SIR JOHN FASTOLFE |
| 37861 | FASTOLFE. My gracious sovereign, as I rode f... |
| 37862 | To haste unto your coronation, |
| 37863 | A letter was deliver'd to my hands, |
| 37864 | Writ to your Grace from th' Duke of Burgundy. |
| 37865 | TALBOT. Shame to the Duke of Burgundy and thee! |
| 37866 | I vow'd, base knight, when I did meet thee... |
| 37867 | To tear the Garter from thy craven's leg, ... |
| 37868 | Which I have done, because unworthily |
| 37869 | Thou wast installed in that high degree. |
| 37870 | Pardon me, princely Henry, and the rest: |
| 37871 | This dastard, at the battle of Patay, |
| 37872 | When but in all I was six thousand strong, |
| 37873 | And that the French were almost ten to one, |
| 37874 | Before we met or that a stroke was given, |
| 37875 | Like to a trusty squire did run away; |
| 37876 | In which assault we lost twelve hundred men; |
| 37877 | Myself and divers gentlemen beside |
| 37878 | Were there surpris'd and taken prisoners. |
| 37879 | Then judge, great lords, if I have done am... |
| 37880 | Or whether that such cowards ought to wear |
| 37881 | This ornament of knighthood-yea or no. |
| 37882 | GLOUCESTER. To say the truth, this fact was ... |
| 37883 | And ill beseeming any common man, |
| 37884 | Much more a knight, a captain, and a leader. |
| 37885 | TALBOT. When first this order was ordain'd, ... |
| 37886 | Knights of the Garter were of noble birth, |
| 37887 | Valiant and virtuous, full of haughty cour... |
| 37888 | Such as were grown to credit by the wars; |
| 37889 | Not fearing death nor shrinking for distress, |
| 37890 | But always resolute in most extremes. |
| 37891 | He then that is not furnish'd in this sort |
| 37892 | Doth but usurp the sacred name of knight, |
| 37893 | Profaning this most honourable order, |
| 37894 | And should, if I were worthy to be judge, |
| 37895 | Be quite degraded, like a hedge-born swain |
| 37896 | That doth presume to boast of gentle blood. |
| 37897 | KING HENRY. Stain to thy countrymen, thou he... |
| 37898 | doom. |
| 37899 | Be packing, therefore, thou that wast a kn... |
| 37900 | Henceforth we banish thee on pain of death. |
| 37901 | ... |
| 37902 | And now, my Lord Protector, view the letter |
| 37903 | Sent from our uncle Duke of Burgundy. |
| 37904 | GLOUCESTER. [Viewing the superscription] W... |
| 37905 | Grace, that he hath chang'd his style? |
| 37906 | No more but plain and bluntly 'To the King!' |
| 37907 | Hath he forgot he is his sovereign? |
| 37908 | Or doth this churlish superscription |
| 37909 | Pretend some alteration in good-will? |
| 37910 | What's here? [Reads] 'I have, upon espec... |
| 37911 | Mov'd with compassion of my country's wreck, |
| 37912 | Together with the pitiful complaints |
| 37913 | Of such as your oppression feeds upon, |
| 37914 | Forsaken your pernicious faction, |
| 37915 | And join'd with Charles, the rightful King... |
| 37916 | O monstrous treachery! Can this be so |
| 37917 | That in alliance, amity, and oaths, |
| 37918 | There should be found such false dissembli... |
| 37919 | KING HENRY. What! Doth my uncle Burgundy rev... |
| 37920 | GLOUCESTER. He doth, my lord, and is become ... |
| 37921 | KING HENRY. Is that the worst this letter do... |
| 37922 | GLOUCESTER. It is the worst, and all, my lor... |
| 37923 | KING HENRY. Why then Lord Talbot there shall... |
| 37924 | him |
| 37925 | And give him chastisement for this abuse. |
| 37926 | How say you, my lord, are you not content? |
| 37927 | TALBOT. Content, my liege! Yes; but that I a... |
| 37928 | I should have begg'd I might have been emp... |
| 37929 | KING HENRY. Then gather strength and march u... |
| 37930 | straight; |
| 37931 | Let him perceive how ill we brook his trea... |
| 37932 | And what offence it is to flout his friends. |
| 37933 | TALBOT. I go, my lord, in heart desiring still |
| 37934 | You may behold confusion of your foes. ... |
| 37935 | Enter VERNON and BASSET |
| 37936 | VERNON. Grant me the combat, gracious sovere... |
| 37937 | BASSET. And me, my lord, grant me the combat... |
| 37938 | YORK. This is my servant: hear him, noble Pr... |
| 37939 | SOMERSET. And this is mine: sweet Henry, fav... |
| 37940 | KING HENRY. Be patient, lords, and give them... |
| 37941 | Say, gentlemen, what makes you thus exclaim, |
| 37942 | And wherefore crave you combat, or with whom? |
| 37943 | VERNON. With him, my lord; for he hath done ... |
| 37944 | BASSET. And I with him; for he hath done me ... |
| 37945 | KING HENRY. What is that wrong whereof you both |
| 37946 | complain? First let me know, and then I'll... |
| 37947 | BASSET. Crossing the sea from England into F... |
| 37948 | This fellow here, with envious carping ton... |
| 37949 | Upbraided me about the rose I wear, |
| 37950 | Saying the sanguine colour of the leaves |
| 37951 | Did represent my master's blushing cheeks |
| 37952 | When stubbornly he did repugn the truth |
| 37953 | About a certain question in the law |
| 37954 | Argu'd betwixt the Duke of York and him; |
| 37955 | With other vile and ignominious terms |
| 37956 | In confutation of which rude reproach |
| 37957 | And in defence of my lord's worthiness, |
| 37958 | I crave the benefit of law of arms. |
| 37959 | VERNON. And that is my petition, noble lord; |
| 37960 | For though he seem with forged quaint conceit |
| 37961 | To set a gloss upon his bold intent, |
| 37962 | Yet know, my lord, I was provok'd by him, |
| 37963 | And he first took exceptions at this badge, |
| 37964 | Pronouncing that the paleness of this flower |
| 37965 | Bewray'd the faintness of my master's heart. |
| 37966 | YORK. Will not this malice, Somerset, be left? |
| 37967 | SOMERSET. Your private grudge, my Lord of Yo... |
| 37968 | Though ne'er so cunningly you smother it. |
| 37969 | KING HENRY. Good Lord, what madness rules in... |
| 37970 | men, When for so slight and frivolous a cause |
| 37971 | Such factious emulations shall arise! |
| 37972 | Good cousins both, of York and Somerset, |
| 37973 | Quiet yourselves, I pray, and be at peace. |
| 37974 | YORK. Let this dissension first be tried by ... |
| 37975 | And then your Highness shall command a peace. |
| 37976 | SOMERSET. The quarrel toucheth none but us a... |
| 37977 | Betwixt ourselves let us decide it then. |
| 37978 | YORK. There is my pledge; accept it, Somerset. |
| 37979 | VERNON. Nay, let it rest where it began at f... |
| 37980 | BASSET. Confirm it so, mine honourable lord. |
| 37981 | GLOUCESTER. Confirm it so? Confounded be you... |
| 37982 | And perish ye, with your audacious prate! |
| 37983 | Presumptuous vassals, are you not asham'd |
| 37984 | With this immodest clamorous outrage |
| 37985 | To trouble and disturb the King and us? |
| 37986 | And you, my lords- methinks you do not well |
| 37987 | To bear with their perverse objections, |
| 37988 | Much less to take occasion from their mouths |
| 37989 | To raise a mutiny betwixt yourselves. |
| 37990 | Let me persuade you take a better course. |
| 37991 | EXETER. It grieves his Highness. Good my lor... |
| 37992 | KING HENRY. Come hither, you that would be c... |
| 37993 | Henceforth I charge you, as you love our f... |
| 37994 | Quite to forget this quarrel and the cause. |
| 37995 | And you, my lords, remember where we are: |
| 37996 | In France, amongst a fickle wavering nation; |
| 37997 | If they perceive dissension in our looks |
| 37998 | And that within ourselves we disagree, |
| 37999 | How will their grudging stomachs be provok... |
| 38000 | To wilful disobedience, and rebel! |
| 38001 | Beside, what infamy will there arise |
| 38002 | When foreign princes shall be certified |
| 38003 | That for a toy, a thing of no regard, |
| 38004 | King Henry's peers and chief nobility |
| 38005 | Destroy'd themselves and lost the realm of... |
| 38006 | O, think upon the conquest of my father, |
| 38007 | My tender years; and let us not forgo |
| 38008 | That for a trifle that was bought with blood! |
| 38009 | Let me be umpire in this doubtful strife. |
| 38010 | I see no reason, if I wear this rose, |
| 38011 | [Putt... |
| 38012 | That any one should therefore be suspicious |
| 38013 | I more incline to Somerset than York: |
| 38014 | Both are my kinsmen, and I love them both. |
| 38015 | As well they may upbraid me with my crown, |
| 38016 | Because, forsooth, the King of Scots is cr... |
| 38017 | But your discretions better can persuade |
| 38018 | Than I am able to instruct or teach; |
| 38019 | And, therefore, as we hither came in peace, |
| 38020 | So let us still continue peace and love. |
| 38021 | Cousin of York, we institute your Grace |
| 38022 | To be our Regent in these parts of France. |
| 38023 | And, good my Lord of Somerset, unite |
| 38024 | Your troops of horsemen with his bands of ... |
| 38025 | And like true subjects, sons of your proge... |
| 38026 | Go cheerfully together and digest |
| 38027 | Your angry choler on your enemies. |
| 38028 | Ourself, my Lord Protector, and the rest, |
| 38029 | After some respite will return to Calais; |
| 38030 | From thence to England, where I hope ere long |
| 38031 | To be presented by your victories |
| 38032 | With Charles, Alencon, and that traitorous... |
| 38033 | Flourish. Exeunt all ... |
| 38034 | ... |
| 38035 | WARWICK. My Lord of York, I promise you, the... |
| 38036 | Prettily, methought, did play the orator. |
| 38037 | YORK. And so he did; but yet I like it not, |
| 38038 | In that he wears the badge of Somerset. |
| 38039 | WARWICK. Tush, that was but his fancy; blame... |
| 38040 | I dare presume, sweet prince, he thought n... |
| 38041 | YORK. An if I wist he did-but let it rest; |
| 38042 | Other affairs must now be managed. |
| 38043 | Exe... |
| 38044 | EXETER. Well didst thou, Richard, to suppres... |
| 38045 | For had the passions of thy heart burst out, |
| 38046 | I fear we should have seen decipher'd there |
| 38047 | More rancorous spite, more furious raging ... |
| 38048 | Than yet can be imagin'd or suppos'd. |
| 38049 | But howsoe'er, no simple man that sees |
| 38050 | This jarring discord of nobility, |
| 38051 | This shouldering of each other in the court, |
| 38052 | This factious bandying of their favourites, |
| 38053 | But that it doth presage some ill event. |
| 38054 | 'Tis much when sceptres are in children's ... |
| 38055 | But more when envy breeds unkind division: |
| 38056 | There comes the ruin, there begins confusi... |
| 38057 | SCENE 2. |
| 38058 | France. Before Bordeaux |
| 38059 | Enter TALBOT, with trump an... |
| 38060 | TALBOT. Go to the gates of Bordeaux, trumpeter; |
| 38061 | Summon their general unto the wall. |
| 38062 | Trumpet sounds a parley. Enter, a... |
| 38063 | GENERAL OF THE FRENCH, and ot... |
| 38064 | English John Talbot, Captains, calls you f... |
| 38065 | Servant in arms to Harry King of England; |
| 38066 | And thus he would open your city gates, |
| 38067 | Be humble to us, call my sovereignvours |
| 38068 | And do him homage as obedient subjects, |
| 38069 | And I'll withdraw me and my bloody power; |
| 38070 | But if you frown upon this proffer'd peace, |
| 38071 | You tempt the fury of my three attendants, |
| 38072 | Lean famine, quartering steel, and climbin... |
| 38073 | Who in a moment even with the earth |
| 38074 | Shall lay your stately and air braving tow... |
| 38075 | If you forsake the offer of their love. |
| 38076 | GENERAL OF THE FRENCH. Thou ominous and fear... |
| 38077 | death, |
| 38078 | Our nation's terror and their bloody scourge! |
| 38079 | The period of thy tyranny approacheth. |
| 38080 | On us thou canst not enter but by death; |
| 38081 | For, I protest, we are well fortified, |
| 38082 | And strong enough to issue out and fight. |
| 38083 | If thou retire, the Dauphin, well appointed, |
| 38084 | Stands with the snares of war to tangle thee. |
| 38085 | On either hand thee there are squadrons pi... |
| 38086 | To wall thee from the liberty of flight, |
| 38087 | And no way canst thou turn thee for redress |
| 38088 | But death doth front thee with apparent spoil |
| 38089 | And pale destruction meets thee in the face. |
| 38090 | Ten thousand French have ta'en the sacrament |
| 38091 | To rive their dangerous artillery |
| 38092 | Upon no Christian soul but English Talbot. |
| 38093 | Lo, there thou stand'st, a breathing valia... |
| 38094 | Of an invincible unconquer'd spirit! |
| 38095 | This is the latest glory of thy praise |
| 38096 | That I, thy enemy, due thee withal; |
| 38097 | For ere the glass that now begins to run |
| 38098 | Finish the process of his sandy hour, |
| 38099 | These eyes that see thee now well coloured |
| 38100 | Shall see thee withered, bloody, pale, and... |
| 38101 | ... |
| 38102 | Hark! hark! The Dauphin's drum, a warning ... |
| 38103 | Sings heavy music to thy timorous soul; |
| 38104 | And mine shall ring thy dire departure out... |
| 38105 | TALBOT. He fables not; I hear the enemy. |
| 38106 | Out, some light horsemen, and peruse their... |
| 38107 | O, negligent and heedless discipline! |
| 38108 | How are we park'd and bounded in a pale |
| 38109 | A little herd of England's timorous deer, |
| 38110 | Maz'd with a yelping kennel of French curs! |
| 38111 | If we be English deer, be then in blood; |
| 38112 | Not rascal-like to fall down with a pinch, |
| 38113 | But rather, moody-mad and desperate stags, |
| 38114 | Turn on the bloody hounds with heads of steel |
| 38115 | And make the cowards stand aloof at bay. |
| 38116 | Sell every man his life as dear as mine, |
| 38117 | And they shall find dear deer of us, my fr... |
| 38118 | God and Saint George, Talbot and England's... |
| 38119 | Prosper our colours in this dangerous figh... |
| 38120 | SCENE 3. |
| 38121 | Plains in Gascony |
| 38122 | Enter YORK, with trumpet and many sold... |
| 38123 | MESSENGER meets him |
| 38124 | YORK. Are not the speedy scouts return'd again |
| 38125 | That dogg'd the mighty army of the Dauphin? |
| 38126 | MESSENGER. They are return'd, my lord, and g... |
| 38127 | That he is march'd to Bordeaux with his power |
| 38128 | To fight with Talbot; as he march'd along, |
| 38129 | By your espials were discovered |
| 38130 | Two mightier troops than that the Dauphin ... |
| 38131 | Which join'd with him and made their march... |
| 38132 | Bordeaux. |
| 38133 | YORK. A plague upon that villain Somerset |
| 38134 | That thus delays my promised supply |
| 38135 | Of horsemen that were levied for this siege! |
| 38136 | Renowned Talbot doth expect my aid, |
| 38137 | And I am louted by a traitor villain |
| 38138 | And cannot help the noble chevalier. |
| 38139 | God comfort him in this necessity! |
| 38140 | If he miscarry, farewell wars in France. |
| 38141 | Enter SIR WILLIAM LUCY |
| 38142 | LUCY. Thou princely leader of our English st... |
| 38143 | Never so needful on the earth of France, |
| 38144 | Spur to the rescue of the noble Talbot, |
| 38145 | Who now is girdled with a waist of iron |
| 38146 | And hemm'd about with grim destruction. |
| 38147 | To Bordeaux, warlike Duke! to Bordeaux, York! |
| 38148 | Else, farewell Talbot, France, and England... |
| 38149 | YORK. O God, that Somerset, who in proud heart |
| 38150 | Doth stop my cornets, were in Talbot's place! |
| 38151 | So should we save a valiant gentleman |
| 38152 | By forfeiting a traitor and a coward. |
| 38153 | Mad ire and wrathful fury makes me weep |
| 38154 | That thus we die while remiss traitors sleep. |
| 38155 | LUCY. O, send some succour to the distress'd... |
| 38156 | YORK. He dies; we lose; I break my warlike w... |
| 38157 | We mourn: France smiles. We lose: they dai... |
| 38158 | All long of this vile traitor Somerset. |
| 38159 | LUCY. Then God take mercy on brave Talbot's ... |
| 38160 | And on his son, young John, who two hours ... |
| 38161 | I met in travel toward his warlike father. |
| 38162 | This seven years did not Talbot see his son; |
| 38163 | And now they meet where both their lives a... |
| 38164 | YORK. Alas, what joy shall noble Talbot have |
| 38165 | To bid his young son welcome to his grave? |
| 38166 | Away! vexation almost stops my breath, |
| 38167 | That sund'red friends greet in the hour of... |
| 38168 | Lucy, farewell; no more my fortune can |
| 38169 | But curse the cause I cannot aid the man. |
| 38170 | Maine, Blois, Poictiers, and Tours, are wo... |
| 38171 | Long all of Somerset and his delay. ... |
| 38172 | LUCY. Thus, while the vulture of sedition |
| 38173 | Feeds in the bosom of such great commanders, |
| 38174 | Sleeping neglection doth betray to loss |
| 38175 | The conquest of our scarce cold conqueror, |
| 38176 | That ever-living man of memory, |
| 38177 | Henry the Fifth. Whiles they each other cr... |
| 38178 | Lives, honours, lands, and all, hurry to l... |
| 38179 | SCENE 4. |
| 38180 | Other plains of Gascony |
| 38181 | Enter SOMERSET, With his forces; an OF... |
| 38182 | TALBOT'S with him |
| 38183 | SOMERSET. It is too late; I cannot send them... |
| 38184 | This expedition was by York and Talbot |
| 38185 | Too rashly plotted; all our general force |
| 38186 | Might with a sally of the very town |
| 38187 | Be buckled with. The over daring Talbot |
| 38188 | Hath sullied all his gloss of former honour |
| 38189 | By this unheedful, desperate, wild adventure. |
| 38190 | York set him on to fight and die in shame. |
| 38191 | That, Talbot dead, great York might bear t... |
| 38192 | OFFICER. Here is Sir William Lucy, who with me |
| 38193 | Set from our o'er-match'd forces forth for... |
| 38194 | Enter SIR WILLIAM LUCY |
| 38195 | SOMERSET. How now, Sir William! Whither were... |
| 38196 | LUCY. Whither, my lord! From bought and sold... |
| 38197 | Talbot, |
| 38198 | Who, ring'd about with bold adversity, |
| 38199 | Cries out for noble York and Somerset |
| 38200 | To beat assailing death from his weak legi... |
| 38201 | And whiles the honourable captain there |
| 38202 | Drops bloody sweat from his war-wearied limbs |
| 38203 | And, in advantage ling'ring, looks for res... |
| 38204 | You, his false hopes, the trust of England... |
| 38205 | Keep off aloof with worthless emulation. |
| 38206 | Let not your private discord keep away |
| 38207 | The levied succours that should lend him aid, |
| 38208 | While he, renowned noble gentleman, |
| 38209 | Yield up his life unto a world of odds. |
| 38210 | Orleans the Bastard, Charles, Burgundy, |
| 38211 | Alencon, Reignier, compass him about, |
| 38212 | And Talbot perisheth by your default. |
| 38213 | SOMERSET. York set him on; York should have ... |
| 38214 | LUCY. And York as fast upon your Grace excla... |
| 38215 | Swearing that you withhold his levied host, |
| 38216 | Collected for this expedition. |
| 38217 | SOMERSET. York lies; he might have sent and ... |
| 38218 | I owe him little duty and less love, |
| 38219 | And take foul scorn to fawn on him by send... |
| 38220 | LUCY. The fraud of England, not the force of... |
| 38221 | Hath now entrapp'd the noble minded Talbot. |
| 38222 | Never to England shall he bear his life, |
| 38223 | But dies betray'd to fortune by your strife. |
| 38224 | SOMERSET. Come, go; I will dispatch the hors... |
| 38225 | Within six hours they will be at his aid. |
| 38226 | LUCY. Too late comes rescue; he is ta'en or ... |
| 38227 | For fly he could not if he would have fled; |
| 38228 | And fly would Talbot never, though he might. |
| 38229 | SOMERSET. If he be dead, brave Talbot, then,... |
| 38230 | LUCY. His fame lives in the world, his shame... |
| 38231 | SCENE 5. |
| 38232 | The English camp near Bordeaux |
| 38233 | Enter TALBOT and JOHN his son |
| 38234 | TALBOT. O young John Talbot! I did send for ... |
| 38235 | To tutor thee in stratagems of war, |
| 38236 | That Talbot's name might be in thee reviv'd |
| 38237 | When sapless age and weak unable limbs |
| 38238 | Should bring thy father to his drooping ch... |
| 38239 | But, O malignant and ill-boding stars! |
| 38240 | Now thou art come unto a feast of death, |
| 38241 | A terrible and unavoided danger; |
| 38242 | Therefore, dear boy, mount on my swiftest ... |
| 38243 | And I'll direct thee how thou shalt escape |
| 38244 | By sudden flight. Come, dally not, be gone. |
| 38245 | JOHN. Is my name Talbot, and am I your son? |
| 38246 | And shall I fly? O, if you love my mother, |
| 38247 | Dishonour not her honourable name, |
| 38248 | To make a bastard and a slave of me! |
| 38249 | The world will say he is not Talbot's blood |
| 38250 | That basely fled when noble Talbot stood. |
| 38251 | TALBOT. Fly to revenge my death, if I be slain. |
| 38252 | JOHN. He that flies so will ne'er return again. |
| 38253 | TALBOT. If we both stay, we both are sure to... |
| 38254 | JOHN. Then let me stay; and, father, do you ... |
| 38255 | Your loss is great, so your regard should be; |
| 38256 | My worth unknown, no loss is known in me; |
| 38257 | Upon my death the French can little boast; |
| 38258 | In yours they will, in you all hopes are l... |
| 38259 | Flight cannot stain the honour you have won; |
| 38260 | But mine it will, that no exploit have done; |
| 38261 | You fled for vantage, every one will swear; |
| 38262 | But if I bow, they'll say it was for fear. |
| 38263 | There is no hope that ever I will stay |
| 38264 | If the first hour I shrink and run away. |
| 38265 | Here, on my knee, I beg mortality, |
| 38266 | Rather than life preserv'd with infamy. |
| 38267 | TALBOT. Shall all thy mother's hopes lie in ... |
| 38268 | JOHN. Ay, rather than I'll shame my mother's... |
| 38269 | TALBOT. Upon my blessing I command thee go. |
| 38270 | JOHN. To fight I will, but not to fly the foe. |
| 38271 | TALBOT. Part of thy father may be sav'd in t... |
| 38272 | JOHN. No part of him but will be shame in me. |
| 38273 | TALBOT. Thou never hadst renown, nor canst n... |
| 38274 | JOHN. Yes, your renowned name; shall flight ... |
| 38275 | TALBOT. Thy father's charge shall clear thee... |
| 38276 | JOHN. You cannot witness for me, being slain. |
| 38277 | If death be so apparent, then both fly. |
| 38278 | TALBOT. And leave my followers here to fight... |
| 38279 | My age was never tainted with such shame. |
| 38280 | JOHN. And shall my youth be guilty of such b... |
| 38281 | No more can I be severed from your side |
| 38282 | Than can yourself yourself yourself in twa... |
| 38283 | Stay, go, do what you will, the like do I; |
| 38284 | For live I will not if my father die. |
| 38285 | TALBOT. Then here I take my leave of thee, f... |
| 38286 | Born to eclipse thy life this afternoon. |
| 38287 | Come, side by side together live and die; |
| 38288 | And soul with soul from France to heaven f... |
| 38289 | SCENE 6. |
| 38290 | A field of battle |
| 38291 | Alarum: excursions wherein JOHN TALBO... |
| 38292 | about, and TALBOT rescues him |
| 38293 | TALBOT. Saint George and victory! Fight, sol... |
| 38294 | The Regent hath with Talbot broke his word |
| 38295 | And left us to the rage of France his sword. |
| 38296 | Where is John Talbot? Pause and take thy b... |
| 38297 | I gave thee life and rescu'd thee from death. |
| 38298 | JOHN. O, twice my father, twice am I thy son! |
| 38299 | The life thou gav'st me first was lost and... |
| 38300 | Till with thy warlike sword, despite of fate, |
| 38301 | To my determin'd time thou gav'st new date. |
| 38302 | TALBOT. When from the Dauphin's crest thy sw... |
| 38303 | fire, |
| 38304 | It warm'd thy father's heart with proud de... |
| 38305 | Of bold-fac'd victory. Then leaden age, |
| 38306 | Quicken'd with youthful spleen and warlike... |
| 38307 | Beat down Alencon, Orleans, Burgundy, |
| 38308 | And from the pride of Gallia rescued thee. |
| 38309 | The ireful bastard Orleans, that drew blood |
| 38310 | From thee, my boy, and had the maidenhood |
| 38311 | Of thy first fight, I soon encountered |
| 38312 | And, interchanging blows, I quickly shed |
| 38313 | Some of his bastard blood; and in disgrace |
| 38314 | Bespoke him thus: 'Contaminated, base, |
| 38315 | And misbegotten blood I spill of thine, |
| 38316 | Mean and right poor, for that pure blood o... |
| 38317 | Which thou didst force from Talbot, my bra... |
| 38318 | Here purposing the Bastard to destroy, |
| 38319 | Came in strong rescue. Speak, thy father's... |
| 38320 | Art thou not weary, John? How dost thou fare? |
| 38321 | Wilt thou yet leave the battle, boy, and fly, |
| 38322 | Now thou art seal'd the son of chivalry? |
| 38323 | Fly, to revenge my death when I am dead: |
| 38324 | The help of one stands me in little stead. |
| 38325 | O, too much folly is it, well I wot, |
| 38326 | To hazard all our lives in one small boat! |
| 38327 | If I to-day die not with Frenchmen's rage, |
| 38328 | To-morrow I shall die with mickle age. |
| 38329 | By me they nothing gain an if I stay: |
| 38330 | 'Tis but the short'ning of my life one day. |
| 38331 | In thee thy mother dies, our household's n... |
| 38332 | My death's revenge, thy youth, and England... |
| 38333 | All these and more we hazard by thy stay; |
| 38334 | All these are sav'd if thou wilt fly away. |
| 38335 | JOHN. The sword of Orleans hath not made me ... |
| 38336 | These words of yours draw life-blood from ... |
| 38337 | On that advantage, bought with such a shame, |
| 38338 | To save a paltry life and slay bright fame, |
| 38339 | Before young Talbot from old Talbot fly, |
| 38340 | The coward horse that bears me fall and die! |
| 38341 | And like me to the peasant boys of France, |
| 38342 | To be shame's scorn and subject of mischance! |
| 38343 | Surely, by all the glory you have won, |
| 38344 | An if I fly, I am not Talbot's son; |
| 38345 | Then talk no more of flight, it is no boot; |
| 38346 | If son to Talbot, die at Talbot's foot. |
| 38347 | TALBOT. Then follow thou thy desp'rate sire ... |
| 38348 | Thou Icarus; thy life to me is sweet. |
| 38349 | If thou wilt fight, fight by thy father's ... |
| 38350 | And, commendable prov'd, let's die in prid... |
| 38351 | SCENE 7. |
| 38352 | Another part of the field |
| 38353 | Alarum; excursions. Enter old TALBOT le... |
| 38354 | TALBOT. Where is my other life? Mine own is ... |
| 38355 | O, where's young Talbot? Where is valiant ... |
| 38356 | Triumphant death, smear'd with captivity, |
| 38357 | Young Talbot's valour makes me smile at thee. |
| 38358 | When he perceiv'd me shrink and on my knee, |
| 38359 | His bloody sword he brandish'd over me, |
| 38360 | And like a hungry lion did commence |
| 38361 | Rough deeds of rage and stern impatience; |
| 38362 | But when my angry guardant stood alone, |
| 38363 | Tend'ring my ruin and assail'd of none, |
| 38364 | Dizzy-ey'd fury and great rage of heart |
| 38365 | Suddenly made him from my side to start |
| 38366 | Into the clust'ring battle of the French; |
| 38367 | And in that sea of blood my boy did drench |
| 38368 | His overmounting spirit; and there died, |
| 38369 | My Icarus, my blossom, in his pride. |
| 38370 | Enter soldiers, bearing the body of J... |
| 38371 | SERVANT. O my dear lord, lo where your son i... |
| 38372 | TALBOT. Thou antic Death, which laugh'st us ... |
| 38373 | Anon, from thy insulting tyranny, |
| 38374 | Coupled in bonds of perpetuity, |
| 38375 | Two Talbots, winged through the lither sky, |
| 38376 | In thy despite shall scape mortality. |
| 38377 | O thou whose wounds become hard-favoured D... |
| 38378 | Speak to thy father ere thou yield thy bre... |
| 38379 | Brave Death by speaking, whether he will o... |
| 38380 | Imagine him a Frenchman and thy foe. |
| 38381 | Poor boy! he smiles, methinks, as who shou... |
| 38382 | Had Death been French, then Death had died... |
| 38383 | Come, come, and lay him in his father's arms. |
| 38384 | My spirit can no longer bear these harms. |
| 38385 | Soldiers, adieu! I have what I would have, |
| 38386 | Now my old arms are young John Talbot's gr... |
| 38387 | Enter CHARLES, ALENCON, BURGUNDY, ... |
| 38388 | LA PUCELLE, and forces |
| 38389 | CHARLES. Had York and Somerset brought rescu... |
| 38390 | We should have found a bloody day of this. |
| 38391 | BASTARD. How the young whelp of Talbot's, ra... |
| 38392 | Did flesh his puny sword in Frenchmen's bl... |
| 38393 | PUCELLE. Once I encount'red him, and thus I ... |
| 38394 | 'Thou maiden youth, be vanquish'd by a maid.' |
| 38395 | But with a proud majestical high scorn |
| 38396 | He answer'd thus: 'Young Talbot was not born |
| 38397 | To be the pillage of a giglot wench.' |
| 38398 | So, rushing in the bowels of the French, |
| 38399 | He left me proudly, as unworthy fight. |
| 38400 | BURGUNDY. Doubtless he would have made a nob... |
| 38401 | See where he lies inhearsed in the arms |
| 38402 | Of the most bloody nurser of his harms! |
| 38403 | BASTARD. Hew them to pieces, hack their bone... |
| 38404 | Whose life was England's glory, Gallia's w... |
| 38405 | CHARLES. O, no; forbear! For that which we h... |
| 38406 | During the life, let us not wrong it dead. |
| 38407 | Enter SIR WILLIAM Lucy, attended; ... |
| 38408 | HERALD preceding |
| 38409 | LUCY. Herald, conduct me to the Dauphin's tent, |
| 38410 | To know who hath obtain'd the glory of the... |
| 38411 | CHARLES. On what submissive message art thou... |
| 38412 | LUCY. Submission, Dauphin! 'Tis a mere Frenc... |
| 38413 | We English warriors wot not what it means. |
| 38414 | I come to know what prisoners thou hast ta... |
| 38415 | And to survey the bodies of the dead. |
| 38416 | CHARLES. For prisoners ask'st thou? Hell our... |
| 38417 | But tell me whom thou seek'st. |
| 38418 | LUCY. But where's the great Alcides of the f... |
| 38419 | Valiant Lord Talbot, Earl of Shrewsbury, |
| 38420 | Created for his rare success in arms |
| 38421 | Great Earl of Washford, Waterford, and Val... |
| 38422 | Lord Talbot of Goodrig and Urchinfield, |
| 38423 | Lord Strange of Blackmere, Lord Verdun of ... |
| 38424 | Lord Cromwell of Wingfield, Lord Furnival ... |
| 38425 | The thrice victorious Lord of Falconbridge, |
| 38426 | Knight of the noble order of Saint George, |
| 38427 | Worthy Saint Michael, and the Golden Fleece, |
| 38428 | Great Marshal to Henry the Sixth |
| 38429 | Of all his wars within the realm of France? |
| 38430 | PUCELLE. Here's a silly-stately style indeed! |
| 38431 | The Turk, that two and fifty kingdoms hath, |
| 38432 | Writes not so tedious a style as this. |
| 38433 | Him that thou magnifi'st with all these ti... |
| 38434 | Stinking and fly-blown lies here at our feet. |
| 38435 | LUCY. Is Talbot slain-the Frenchmen's only s... |
| 38436 | Your kingdom's terror and black Nemesis? |
| 38437 | O, were mine eye-bans into bullets turn'd, |
| 38438 | That I in rage might shoot them at your fa... |
| 38439 | O that I could but can these dead to life! |
| 38440 | It were enough to fright the realm of France. |
| 38441 | Were but his picture left amongst you here, |
| 38442 | It would amaze the proudest of you all. |
| 38443 | Give me their bodies, that I may bear them... |
| 38444 | And give them burial as beseems their worth. |
| 38445 | PUCELLE. I think this upstart is old Talbot'... |
| 38446 | He speaks with such a proud commanding spi... |
| 38447 | For God's sake, let him have them; to keep... |
| 38448 | They would but stink, and putrefy the air. |
| 38449 | CHARLES. Go, take their bodies hence. |
| 38450 | LUCY. I'll bear them hence; but from their a... |
| 38451 | rear'd |
| 38452 | A phoenix that shall make all France afeard. |
| 38453 | CHARLES. So we be rid of them, do with them ... |
| 38454 | wilt. |
| 38455 | And now to Paris in this conquering vein! |
| 38456 | All will be ours, now bloody Talbot's slai... |
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| 38465 | ACT V. SCENE 1. |
| 38466 | London. The palace |
| 38467 | Sennet. Enter the KING, GLOUCESTER, and EXETER |
| 38468 | KING HENRY. Have you perus'd the letters fro... |
| 38469 | The Emperor, and the Earl of Armagnac? |
| 38470 | GLOUCESTER. I have, my lord; and their inten... |
| 38471 | They humbly sue unto your Excellence |
| 38472 | To have a godly peace concluded of |
| 38473 | Between the realms of England and of France. |
| 38474 | KING HENRY. How doth your Grace affect their... |
| 38475 | GLOUCESTER. Well, my good lord, and as the o... |
| 38476 | To stop effusion of our Christian blood |
| 38477 | And stablish quietness on every side. |
| 38478 | KING HENRY. Ay, marry, uncle; for I always t... |
| 38479 | It was both impious and unnatural |
| 38480 | That such immanity and bloody strife |
| 38481 | Should reign among professors of one faith. |
| 38482 | GLOUCESTER. Beside, my lord, the sooner to e... |
| 38483 | And surer bind this knot of amity, |
| 38484 | The Earl of Armagnac, near knit to Charles, |
| 38485 | A man of great authority in France, |
| 38486 | Proffers his only daughter to your Grace |
| 38487 | In marriage, with a large and sumptuous do... |
| 38488 | KING HENRY. Marriage, uncle! Alas, my years ... |
| 38489 | And fitter is my study and my books |
| 38490 | Than wanton dalliance with a paramour. |
| 38491 | Yet call th' ambassadors, and, as you please, |
| 38492 | So let them have their answers every one. |
| 38493 | I shall be well content with any choice |
| 38494 | Tends to God's glory and my country's weal. |
| 38495 | Enter in Cardinal's habit |
| 38496 | BEAUFORT, the PAPAL LEGATE, and two AM... |
| 38497 | EXETER. What! Is my Lord of Winchester insta... |
| 38498 | And call'd unto a cardinal's degree? |
| 38499 | Then I perceive that will be verified |
| 38500 | Henry the Fifth did sometime prophesy: |
| 38501 | 'If once he come to be a cardinal, |
| 38502 | He'll make his cap co-equal with the crown.' |
| 38503 | KING HENRY. My Lords Ambassadors, your sever... |
| 38504 | Have been consider'd and debated on. |
| 38505 | Your purpose is both good and reasonable, |
| 38506 | And therefore are we certainly resolv'd |
| 38507 | To draw conditions of a friendly peace, |
| 38508 | Which by my Lord of Winchester we mean |
| 38509 | Shall be transported presently to France. |
| 38510 | GLOUCESTER. And for the proffer of my lord y... |
| 38511 | I have inform'd his Highness so at large, |
| 38512 | As, liking of the lady's virtuous gifts, |
| 38513 | Her beauty, and the value of her dower, |
| 38514 | He doth intend she shall be England's Queen. |
| 38515 | KING HENRY. [To AMBASSADOR] In argument an... |
| 38516 | which contract, |
| 38517 | Bear her this jewel, pledge of my affection. |
| 38518 | And so, my Lord Protector, see them guarded |
| 38519 | And safely brought to Dover; where inshipp'd, |
| 38520 | Commit them to the fortune of the sea. |
| 38521 | Exeunt all but WINCHES... |
| 38522 | WINCHESTER. Stay, my Lord Legate; you shall ... |
| 38523 | The sum of money which I promised |
| 38524 | Should be delivered to his Holiness |
| 38525 | For clothing me in these grave ornaments. |
| 38526 | LEGATE. I will attend upon your lordship's l... |
| 38527 | WINCHESTER. [Aside] Now Winchester will no... |
| 38528 | trow, |
| 38529 | Or be inferior to the proudest peer. |
| 38530 | Humphrey of Gloucester, thou shalt well pe... |
| 38531 | That neither in birth or for authority |
| 38532 | The Bishop will be overborne by thee. |
| 38533 | I'll either make thee stoop and bend thy k... |
| 38534 | Or sack this country with a mutiny. ... |
| 38535 | SCENE 2. |
| 38536 | France. Plains in Anjou |
| 38537 | Enter CHARLES, BURGUNDY, ALENCON... |
| 38538 | REIGNIER, LA PUCELLE, and f... |
| 38539 | CHARLES. These news, my lords, may cheer our... |
| 38540 | spirits: |
| 38541 | 'Tis said the stout Parisians do revolt |
| 38542 | And turn again unto the warlike French. |
| 38543 | ALENCON. Then march to Paris, royal Charles ... |
| 38544 | And keep not back your powers in dalliance. |
| 38545 | PUCELLE. Peace be amongst them, if they turn... |
| 38546 | Else ruin combat with their palaces! |
| 38547 | Enter a SCOUT |
| 38548 | SCOUT. Success unto our valiant general, |
| 38549 | And happiness to his accomplices! |
| 38550 | CHARLES. What tidings send our scouts? I pri... |
| 38551 | SCOUT. The English army, that divided was |
| 38552 | Into two parties, is now conjoin'd in one, |
| 38553 | And means to give you battle presently. |
| 38554 | CHARLES. Somewhat too sudden, sirs, the warn... |
| 38555 | But we will presently provide for them. |
| 38556 | BURGUNDY. I trust the ghost of Talbot is not... |
| 38557 | Now he is gone, my lord, you need not fear. |
| 38558 | PUCELLE. Of all base passions fear is most a... |
| 38559 | Command the conquest, Charles, it shall be... |
| 38560 | Let Henry fret and all the world repine. |
| 38561 | CHARLES. Then on, my lords; and France be fo... |
| 38562 | ... |
| 38563 | SCENE 3. |
| 38564 | Before Angiers |
| 38565 | Alarum, excursions. Enter LA PUC... |
| 38566 | PUCELLE. The Regent conquers and the Frenchm... |
| 38567 | Now help, ye charming spells and periapts; |
| 38568 | And ye choice spirits that admonish me |
| 38569 | And give me signs of future accidents; ... |
| 38570 | You speedy helpers that are substitutes |
| 38571 | Under the lordly monarch of the north, |
| 38572 | Appear and aid me in this enterprise! |
| 38573 | Enter FIENDS |
| 38574 | This speedy and quick appearance argues proof |
| 38575 | Of your accustom'd diligence to me. |
| 38576 | Now, ye familiar spirits that are cull'd |
| 38577 | Out of the powerful regions under earth, |
| 38578 | Help me this once, that France may get the... |
| 38579 | [They w... |
| 38580 | O, hold me not with silence over-long! |
| 38581 | Where I was wont to feed you with my blood, |
| 38582 | I'll lop a member off and give it you |
| 38583 | In earnest of a further benefit, |
| 38584 | So you do condescend to help me now. |
| 38585 | [They... |
| 38586 | No hope to have redress? My body shall |
| 38587 | Pay recompense, if you will grant my suit. |
| 38588 | [They ... |
| 38589 | Cannot my body nor blood sacrifice |
| 38590 | Entreat you to your wonted furtherance? |
| 38591 | Then take my soul-my body, soul, and all, |
| 38592 | Before that England give the French the foil. |
| 38593 | ... |
| 38594 | See! they forsake me. Now the time is come |
| 38595 | That France must vail her lofty-plumed crest |
| 38596 | And let her head fall into England's lap. |
| 38597 | My ancient incantations are too weak, |
| 38598 | And hell too strong for me to buckle with. |
| 38599 | Now, France, thy glory droopeth to the dus... |
| 38600 | Excursions. Enter French and English... |
| 38601 | LA PUCELLE and YORK fight hand to han... |
| 38602 | is taken. The French fly |
| 38603 | YORK. Damsel of France, I think I have you f... |
| 38604 | Unchain your spirits now with spelling cha... |
| 38605 | And try if they can gain your liberty. |
| 38606 | A goodly prize, fit for the devil's grace! |
| 38607 | See how the ugly witch doth bend her brows |
| 38608 | As if, with Circe, she would change my shape! |
| 38609 | PUCELLE. Chang'd to a worser shape thou cans... |
| 38610 | YORK. O, Charles the Dauphin is a proper man: |
| 38611 | No shape but his can please your dainty eye. |
| 38612 | PUCELLE. A plaguing mischief fight on Charle... |
| 38613 | And may ye both be suddenly surpris'd |
| 38614 | By bloody hands, in sleeping on your beds! |
| 38615 | YORK. Fell banning hag; enchantress, hold th... |
| 38616 | PUCELLE. I prithee give me leave to curse aw... |
| 38617 | YORK. Curse, miscreant, when thou comest to ... |
| 38618 | ... |
| 38619 | Alarum. Enter SUFFOLK, with MARGARET... |
| 38620 | SUFFOLK. Be what thou wilt, thou art my pris... |
| 38621 | ... |
| 38622 | O fairest beauty, do not fear nor fly! |
| 38623 | For I will touch thee but with reverent ha... |
| 38624 | I kiss these fingers for eternal peace, |
| 38625 | And lay them gently on thy tender side. |
| 38626 | Who art thou? Say, that I may honour thee. |
| 38627 | MARGARET. Margaret my name, and daughter to ... |
| 38628 | The King of Naples-whosoe'er thou art. |
| 38629 | SUFFOLK. An earl I am, and Suffolk am I call'd. |
| 38630 | Be not offended, nature's miracle, |
| 38631 | Thou art allotted to be ta'en by me. |
| 38632 | So doth the swan her downy cygnets save, |
| 38633 | Keeping them prisoner underneath her wings. |
| 38634 | Yet, if this servile usage once offend, |
| 38635 | Go and be free again as Suffolk's friend. ... |
| 38636 | O, stay! [Aside] I have no power to let ... |
| 38637 | My hand would free her, but my heart says no. |
| 38638 | As plays the sun upon the glassy streams, |
| 38639 | Twinkling another counterfeited beam, |
| 38640 | So seems this gorgeous beauty to mine eyes. |
| 38641 | Fain would I woo her, yet I dare not speak. |
| 38642 | I'll call for pen and ink, and write my mind. |
| 38643 | Fie, de la Pole! disable not thyself; |
| 38644 | Hast not a tongue? Is she not here thy pri... |
| 38645 | Wilt thou be daunted at a woman's sight? |
| 38646 | Ay, beauty's princely majesty is such |
| 38647 | Confounds the tongue and makes the senses ... |
| 38648 | MARGARET. Say, Earl of Suffolk, if thy name ... |
| 38649 | What ransom must I pay before I pass? |
| 38650 | For I perceive I am thy prisoner. |
| 38651 | SUFFOLK. [Aside] How canst thou tell she w... |
| 38652 | suit, |
| 38653 | Before thou make a trial of her love? |
| 38654 | MARGARET. Why speak'st thou not? What ransom... |
| 38655 | pay? |
| 38656 | SUFFOLK. [Aside] She's beautiful, and ther... |
| 38657 | She is a woman, therefore to be won. |
| 38658 | MARGARET. Wilt thou accept of ransom-yea or no? |
| 38659 | SUFFOLK. [Aside] Fond man, remember that t... |
| 38660 | wife; |
| 38661 | Then how can Margaret be thy paramour? |
| 38662 | MARGARET. I were best leave him, for he will... |
| 38663 | SUFFOLK. [Aside] There all is marr'd; ther... |
| 38664 | card. |
| 38665 | MARGARET. He talks at random; sure, the man ... |
| 38666 | SUFFOLK. [Aside] And yet a dispensation ma... |
| 38667 | MARGARET. And yet I would that you would ans... |
| 38668 | SUFFOLK. [Aside] I'll win this Lady Margar... |
| 38669 | Why, for my King! Tush, that's a wooden th... |
| 38670 | MARGARET. He talks of wood. It is some carpe... |
| 38671 | SUFFOLK. [Aside] Yet so my fancy may be sa... |
| 38672 | And peace established between these realms. |
| 38673 | But there remains a scruple in that too; |
| 38674 | For though her father be the King of Naples, |
| 38675 | Duke of Anjou and Maine, yet is he poor, |
| 38676 | And our nobility will scorn the match. |
| 38677 | MARGARET. Hear ye, Captain-are you not at le... |
| 38678 | SUFFOLK. [Aside] It shall be so, disdain t... |
| 38679 | Henry is youthful, and will quickly yield. |
| 38680 | Madam, I have a secret to reveal. |
| 38681 | MARGARET. [Aside] What though I be enthral... |
| 38682 | a knight, |
| 38683 | And will not any way dishonour me. |
| 38684 | SUFFOLK. Lady, vouchsafe to listen what I say. |
| 38685 | MARGARET. [Aside] Perhaps I shall be rescu... |
| 38686 | And then I need not crave his courtesy. |
| 38687 | SUFFOLK. Sweet madam, give me hearing in a c... |
| 38688 | MARGARET. [Aside] Tush! women have been ca... |
| 38689 | now. |
| 38690 | SUFFOLK. Lady, wherefore talk you so? |
| 38691 | MARGARET. I cry you mercy, 'tis but quid for... |
| 38692 | SUFFOLK. Say, gentle Princess, would you not... |
| 38693 | Your bondage happy, to be made a queen? |
| 38694 | MARGARET. To be a queen in bondage is more vile |
| 38695 | Than is a slave in base servility; |
| 38696 | For princes should be free. |
| 38697 | SUFFOLK. And so shall you, |
| 38698 | If happy England's royal king be free. |
| 38699 | MARGARET. Why, what concerns his freedom unt... |
| 38700 | SUFFOLK. I'll undertake to make thee Henry's... |
| 38701 | To put a golden sceptre in thy hand |
| 38702 | And set a precious crown upon thy head, |
| 38703 | If thou wilt condescend to be my- |
| 38704 | MARGARET. What? |
| 38705 | SUFFOLK. His love. |
| 38706 | MARGARET. I am unworthy to be Henry's wife. |
| 38707 | SUFFOLK. No, gentle madam; I unworthy am |
| 38708 | To woo so fair a dame to be his wife |
| 38709 | And have no portion in the choice myself. |
| 38710 | How say you, madam? Are ye so content? |
| 38711 | MARGARET. An if my father please, I am content. |
| 38712 | SUFFOLK. Then call our captains and our colo... |
| 38713 | And, madam, at your father's castle walls |
| 38714 | We'll crave a parley to confer with him. |
| 38715 | Sound a parley. Enter REIGNIER on t... |
| 38716 | See, Reignier, see, thy daughter prisoner! |
| 38717 | REIGNIER. To whom? |
| 38718 | SUFFOLK. To me. |
| 38719 | REIGNIER. Suffolk, what remedy? |
| 38720 | I am a soldier and unapt to weep |
| 38721 | Or to exclaim on fortune's fickleness. |
| 38722 | SUFFOLK. Yes, there is remedy enough, my lord. |
| 38723 | Consent, and for thy honour give consent, |
| 38724 | Thy daughter shall be wedded to my king, |
| 38725 | Whom I with pain have woo'd and won thereto; |
| 38726 | And this her easy-held imprisonment |
| 38727 | Hath gain'd thy daughter princely liberty. |
| 38728 | REIGNIER. Speaks Suffolk as he thinks? |
| 38729 | SUFFOLK. Fair Margaret knows |
| 38730 | That Suffolk doth not flatter, face, or fe... |
| 38731 | REIGNIER. Upon thy princely warrant I descend |
| 38732 | To give thee answer of thy just demand. |
| 38733 | Exit REIGN... |
| 38734 | SUFFOLK. And here I will expect thy coming. |
| 38735 | Trumpets sound. Enter REIGNIER... |
| 38736 | REIGNIER. Welcome, brave Earl, into our terr... |
| 38737 | Command in Anjou what your Honour pleases. |
| 38738 | SUFFOLK. Thanks, Reignier, happy for so swee... |
| 38739 | Fit to be made companion with a king. |
| 38740 | What answer makes your Grace unto my suit? |
| 38741 | REIGNIER. Since thou dost deign to woo her l... |
| 38742 | To be the princely bride of such a lord, |
| 38743 | Upon condition I may quietly |
| 38744 | Enjoy mine own, the country Maine and Anjou, |
| 38745 | Free from oppression or the stroke of war, |
| 38746 | My daughter shall be Henry's, if he please. |
| 38747 | SUFFOLK. That is her ransom; I deliver her. |
| 38748 | And those two counties I will undertake |
| 38749 | Your Grace shall well and quietly enjoy. |
| 38750 | REIGNIER. And I again, in Henry's royal name, |
| 38751 | As deputy unto that gracious king, |
| 38752 | Give thee her hand for sign of plighted fa... |
| 38753 | SUFFOLK. Reignier of France, I give thee kin... |
| 38754 | Because this is in traffic of a king. |
| 38755 | [Aside] And yet, methinks, I could be wel... |
| 38756 | To be mine own attorney in this case. |
| 38757 | I'll over then to England with this news, |
| 38758 | And make this marriage to be solemniz'd. |
| 38759 | So, farewell, Reignier. Set this diamond safe |
| 38760 | In golden palaces, as it becomes. |
| 38761 | REIGNIER. I do embrace thee as I would embrace |
| 38762 | The Christian prince, King Henry, were he ... |
| 38763 | MARGARET. Farewell, my lord. Good wishes, pr... |
| 38764 | prayers, |
| 38765 | Shall Suffolk ever have of Margaret. ... |
| 38766 | SUFFOLK. Farewell, sweet madam. But hark you... |
| 38767 | No princely commendations to my king? |
| 38768 | MARGARET. Such commendations as becomes a maid, |
| 38769 | A virgin, and his servant, say to him. |
| 38770 | SUFFOLK. Words sweetly plac'd and modestly d... |
| 38771 | But, madam, I must trouble you again |
| 38772 | No loving token to his Majesty? |
| 38773 | MARGARET. Yes, my good lord: a pure unspotte... |
| 38774 | Never yet taint with love, I send the King. |
| 38775 | SUFFOLK. And this withal. ... |
| 38776 | MARGARET. That for thyself, I will not so pr... |
| 38777 | To send such peevish tokens to a king. |
| 38778 | Exeunt REI... |
| 38779 | SUFFOLK. O, wert thou for myself! But, Suffo... |
| 38780 | Thou mayst not wander in that labyrinth: |
| 38781 | There Minotaurs and ugly treasons lurk. |
| 38782 | Solicit Henry with her wondrous praise. |
| 38783 | Bethink thee on her virtues that surmount, |
| 38784 | And natural graces that extinguish art; |
| 38785 | Repeat their semblance often on the seas, |
| 38786 | That, when thou com'st to kneel at Henry's... |
| 38787 | Thou mayst bereave him of his wits with wo... |
| 38788 | SCENE 4. |
| 38789 | Camp of the DUKE OF YORK in ... |
| 38790 | Enter YORK, WARWICK, and ot... |
| 38791 | YORK. Bring forth that sorceress, condemn'd ... |
| 38792 | Enter LA PUCELLE, guarded, and a... |
| 38793 | SHEPHERD. Ah, Joan, this kills thy father's ... |
| 38794 | Have I sought every country far and near, |
| 38795 | And, now it is my chance to find thee out, |
| 38796 | Must I behold thy timeless cruel death? |
| 38797 | Ah, Joan, sweet daughter Joan, I'll die wi... |
| 38798 | PUCELLE. Decrepit miser! base ignoble wretch! |
| 38799 | I am descended of a gentler blood; |
| 38800 | Thou art no father nor no friend of mine. |
| 38801 | SHEPHERD. Out, out! My lords, an please you,... |
| 38802 | I did beget her, all the parish knows. |
| 38803 | Her mother liveth yet, can testify |
| 38804 | She was the first fruit of my bach'lorship. |
| 38805 | WARWICK. Graceless, wilt thou deny thy paren... |
| 38806 | YORK. This argues what her kind of life hath... |
| 38807 | Wicked and vile; and so her death concludes. |
| 38808 | SHEPHERD. Fie, Joan, that thou wilt be so ob... |
| 38809 | God knows thou art a collop of my flesh; |
| 38810 | And for thy sake have I shed many a tear. |
| 38811 | Deny me not, I prithee, gentle Joan. |
| 38812 | PUCELLE. Peasant, avaunt! You have suborn'd ... |
| 38813 | Of purpose to obscure my noble birth. |
| 38814 | SHEPHERD. 'Tis true, I gave a noble to the p... |
| 38815 | The morn that I was wedded to her mother. |
| 38816 | Kneel down and take my blessing, good my g... |
| 38817 | Wilt thou not stoop? Now cursed be the time |
| 38818 | Of thy nativity. I would the milk |
| 38819 | Thy mother gave thee when thou suck'dst he... |
| 38820 | Had been a little ratsbane for thy sake. |
| 38821 | Or else, when thou didst keep my lambs afi... |
| 38822 | I wish some ravenous wolf had eaten thee. |
| 38823 | Dost thou deny thy father, cursed drab? |
| 38824 | O, burn her, burn her! Hanging is too good... |
| 38825 | YORK. Take her away; for she hath liv'd too ... |
| 38826 | To fill the world with vicious qualities. |
| 38827 | PUCELLE. First let me tell you whom you have... |
| 38828 | Not me begotten of a shepherd swain, |
| 38829 | But issued from the progeny of kings; |
| 38830 | Virtuous and holy, chosen from above |
| 38831 | By inspiration of celestial grace, |
| 38832 | To work exceeding miracles on earth. |
| 38833 | I never had to do with wicked spirits. |
| 38834 | But you, that are polluted with your lusts, |
| 38835 | Stain'd with the guiltless blood of innoce... |
| 38836 | Corrupt and tainted with a thousand vices, |
| 38837 | Because you want the grace that others have, |
| 38838 | You judge it straight a thing impossible |
| 38839 | To compass wonders but by help of devils. |
| 38840 | No, misconceived! Joan of Arc hath been |
| 38841 | A virgin from her tender infancy, |
| 38842 | Chaste and immaculate in very thought; |
| 38843 | Whose maiden blood, thus rigorously effus'd, |
| 38844 | Will cry for vengeance at the gates of hea... |
| 38845 | YORK. Ay, ay. Away with her to execution! |
| 38846 | WARWICK. And hark ye, sirs; because she is a... |
| 38847 | Spare for no fagots, let there be enow. |
| 38848 | Place barrels of pitch upon the fatal stake, |
| 38849 | That so her torture may be shortened. |
| 38850 | PUCELLE. Will nothing turn your unrelenting ... |
| 38851 | Then, Joan, discover thine infirmity |
| 38852 | That warranteth by law to be thy privilege: |
| 38853 | I am with child, ye bloody homicides; |
| 38854 | Murder not then the fruit within my womb, |
| 38855 | Although ye hale me to a violent death. |
| 38856 | YORK. Now heaven forfend! The holy maid with... |
| 38857 | WARWICK. The greatest miracle that e'er ye w... |
| 38858 | Is all your strict preciseness come to this? |
| 38859 | YORK. She and the Dauphin have been juggling. |
| 38860 | I did imagine what would be her refuge. |
| 38861 | WARWICK. Well, go to; we'll have no bastards... |
| 38862 | Especially since Charles must father it. |
| 38863 | PUCELLE. You are deceiv'd; my child is none ... |
| 38864 | It was Alencon that enjoy'd my love. |
| 38865 | YORK. Alencon, that notorious Machiavel! |
| 38866 | It dies, an if it had a thousand lives. |
| 38867 | PUCELLE. O, give me leave, I have deluded you. |
| 38868 | 'Twas neither Charles nor yet the Duke I n... |
| 38869 | But Reignier, King of Naples, that prevail'd. |
| 38870 | WARWICK. A married man! That's most intolera... |
| 38871 | YORK. Why, here's a girl! I think she knows ... |
| 38872 | There were so many-whom she may accuse. |
| 38873 | WARWICK. It's sign she hath been liberal and... |
| 38874 | YORK. And yet, forsooth, she is a virgin pure. |
| 38875 | Strumpet, thy words condemn thy brat and t... |
| 38876 | Use no entreaty, for it is in vain. |
| 38877 | PUCELLE. Then lead me hence-with whom I leav... |
| 38878 | curse: |
| 38879 | May never glorious sun reflex his beams |
| 38880 | Upon the country where you make abode; |
| 38881 | But darkness and the gloomy shade of death |
| 38882 | Environ you, till mischief and despair |
| 38883 | Drive you to break your necks or hang your... |
| 38884 | ... |
| 38885 | YORK. Break thou in pieces and consume to as... |
| 38886 | Thou foul accursed minister of hell! |
| 38887 | Enter CARDINAL BEAUFORT, attended |
| 38888 | CARDINAL. Lord Regent, I do greet your Excel... |
| 38889 | With letters of commission from the King. |
| 38890 | For know, my lords, the states of Christen... |
| 38891 | Mov'd with remorse of these outrageous bro... |
| 38892 | Have earnestly implor'd a general peace |
| 38893 | Betwixt our nation and the aspiring French; |
| 38894 | And here at hand the Dauphin and his train |
| 38895 | Approacheth, to confer about some matter. |
| 38896 | YORK. Is all our travail turn'd to this effect? |
| 38897 | After the slaughter of so many peers, |
| 38898 | So many captains, gentlemen, and soldiers, |
| 38899 | That in this quarrel have been overthrown |
| 38900 | And sold their bodies for their country's ... |
| 38901 | Shall we at last conclude effeminate peace? |
| 38902 | Have we not lost most part of all the towns, |
| 38903 | By treason, falsehood, and by treachery, |
| 38904 | Our great progenitors had conquered? |
| 38905 | O Warwick, Warwick! I foresee with grief |
| 38906 | The utter loss of all the realm of France. |
| 38907 | WARWICK. Be patient, York. If we conclude a ... |
| 38908 | It shall be with such strict and severe co... |
| 38909 | As little shall the Frenchmen gain thereby. |
| 38910 | Enter CHARLES, ALENCON, BASTARD, REIGN... |
| 38911 | CHARLES. Since, lords of England, it is thus... |
| 38912 | That peaceful truce shall be proclaim'd in... |
| 38913 | We come to be informed by yourselves |
| 38914 | What the conditions of that league must be. |
| 38915 | YORK. Speak, Winchester; for boiling choler ... |
| 38916 | The hollow passage of my poison'd voice, |
| 38917 | By sight of these our baleful enemies. |
| 38918 | CARDINAL. Charles, and the rest, it is enact... |
| 38919 | That, in regard King Henry gives consent, |
| 38920 | Of mere compassion and of lenity, |
| 38921 | To ease your country of distressful war, |
| 38922 | An suffer you to breathe in fruitful peace, |
| 38923 | You shall become true liegemen to his crown; |
| 38924 | And, Charles, upon condition thou wilt swear |
| 38925 | To pay him tribute and submit thyself, |
| 38926 | Thou shalt be plac'd as viceroy under him, |
| 38927 | And still enjoy thy regal dignity. |
| 38928 | ALENCON. Must he be then as shadow of himself? |
| 38929 | Adorn his temples with a coronet |
| 38930 | And yet, in substance and authority, |
| 38931 | Retain but privilege of a private man? |
| 38932 | This proffer is absurd and reasonless. |
| 38933 | CHARLES. 'Tis known already that I am possess'd |
| 38934 | With more than half the Gallian territories, |
| 38935 | And therein reverenc'd for their lawful king. |
| 38936 | Shall I, for lucre of the rest unvanquish'd, |
| 38937 | Detract so much from that prerogative |
| 38938 | As to be call'd but viceroy of the whole? |
| 38939 | No, Lord Ambassador; I'll rather keep |
| 38940 | That which I have than, coveting for more, |
| 38941 | Be cast from possibility of all. |
| 38942 | YORK. Insulting Charles! Hast thou by secret... |
| 38943 | Us'd intercession to obtain a league, |
| 38944 | And now the matter grows to compromise |
| 38945 | Stand'st thou aloof upon comparison? |
| 38946 | Either accept the title thou usurp'st, |
| 38947 | Of benefit proceeding from our king |
| 38948 | And not of any challenge of desert, |
| 38949 | Or we will plague thee with incessant wars. |
| 38950 | REIGNIER. [To CHARLES] My lord, you do not... |
| 38951 | obstinacy |
| 38952 | To cavil in the course of this contract. |
| 38953 | If once it be neglected, ten to one |
| 38954 | We shall not find like opportunity. |
| 38955 | ALENCON. [To CHARLES] To say the truth, it... |
| 38956 | To save your subjects from such massacre |
| 38957 | And ruthless slaughters as are daily seen |
| 38958 | By our proceeding in hostility; |
| 38959 | And therefore take this compact of a truce, |
| 38960 | Although you break it when your pleasure s... |
| 38961 | WARWICK. How say'st thou, Charles? Shall our... |
| 38962 | stand? |
| 38963 | CHARLES. It shall; |
| 38964 | Only reserv'd, you claim no interest |
| 38965 | In any of our towns of garrison. |
| 38966 | YORK. Then swear allegiance to his Majesty: |
| 38967 | As thou art knight, never to disobey |
| 38968 | Nor be rebellious to the crown of England |
| 38969 | Thou, nor thy nobles, to the crown of Engl... |
| 38970 | [CHARLES and the rest give... |
| 38971 | So, now dismiss your army when ye please; |
| 38972 | Hang up your ensigns, let your drums be st... |
| 38973 | For here we entertain a solemn peace. ... |
| 38974 | SCENE 5. |
| 38975 | London. The palace |
| 38976 | Enter SUFFOLK, in conference with ... |
| 38977 | GLOUCESTER and EXETER |
| 38978 | KING HENRY. Your wondrous rare description, ... |
| 38979 | Of beauteous Margaret hath astonish'd me. |
| 38980 | Her virtues, graced with external gifts, |
| 38981 | Do breed love's settled passions in my heart; |
| 38982 | And like as rigour of tempestuous gusts |
| 38983 | Provokes the mightiest hulk against the tide, |
| 38984 | So am I driven by breath of her renown |
| 38985 | Either to suffer shipwreck or arrive |
| 38986 | Where I may have fruition of her love. |
| 38987 | SUFFOLK. Tush, my good lord! This superficia... |
| 38988 | Is but a preface of her worthy praise. |
| 38989 | The chief perfections of that lovely dame, |
| 38990 | Had I sufficient skill to utter them, |
| 38991 | Would make a volume of enticing lines, |
| 38992 | Able to ravish any dull conceit; |
| 38993 | And, which is more, she is not so divine, |
| 38994 | So full-replete with choice of all delights, |
| 38995 | But with as humble lowliness of mind |
| 38996 | She is content to be at your command |
| 38997 | Command, I mean, of virtuous intents, |
| 38998 | To love and honour Henry as her lord. |
| 38999 | KING HENRY. And otherwise will Henry ne'er p... |
| 39000 | Therefore, my Lord Protector, give consent |
| 39001 | That Margaret may be England's royal Queen. |
| 39002 | GLOUCESTER. So should I give consent to flat... |
| 39003 | You know, my lord, your Highness is betroth'd |
| 39004 | Unto another lady of esteem. |
| 39005 | How shall we then dispense with that contr... |
| 39006 | And not deface your honour with reproach? |
| 39007 | SUFFOLK. As doth a ruler with unlawful oaths; |
| 39008 | Or one that at a triumph, having vow'd |
| 39009 | To try his strength, forsaketh yet the lists |
| 39010 | By reason of his adversary's odds: |
| 39011 | A poor earl's daughter is unequal odds, |
| 39012 | And therefore may be broke without offence. |
| 39013 | GLOUCESTER. Why, what, I pray, is Margaret m... |
| 39014 | that? |
| 39015 | Her father is no better than an earl, |
| 39016 | Although in glorious titles he excel. |
| 39017 | SUFFOLK. Yes, my lord, her father is a king, |
| 39018 | The King of Naples and Jerusalem; |
| 39019 | And of such great authority in France |
| 39020 | As his alliance will confirm our peace, |
| 39021 | And keep the Frenchmen in allegiance. |
| 39022 | GLOUCESTER. And so the Earl of Armagnac may do, |
| 39023 | Because he is near kinsman unto Charles. |
| 39024 | EXETER. Beside, his wealth doth warrant a li... |
| 39025 | Where Reignier sooner will receive than give. |
| 39026 | SUFFOLK. A dow'r, my lords! Disgrace not so ... |
| 39027 | That he should be so abject, base, and poor, |
| 39028 | To choose for wealth and not for perfect l... |
| 39029 | Henry is able to enrich his queen, |
| 39030 | And not to seek a queen to make him rich. |
| 39031 | So worthless peasants bargain for their wi... |
| 39032 | As market-men for oxen, sheep, or horse. |
| 39033 | Marriage is a matter of more worth |
| 39034 | Than to be dealt in by attorneyship; |
| 39035 | Not whom we will, but whom his Grace affects, |
| 39036 | Must be companion of his nuptial bed. |
| 39037 | And therefore, lords, since he affects her... |
| 39038 | It most of all these reasons bindeth us |
| 39039 | In our opinions she should be preferr'd; |
| 39040 | For what is wedlock forced but a hell, |
| 39041 | An age of discord and continual strife? |
| 39042 | Whereas the contrary bringeth bliss, |
| 39043 | And is a pattern of celestial peace. |
| 39044 | Whom should we match with Henry, being a k... |
| 39045 | But Margaret, that is daughter to a king? |
| 39046 | Her peerless feature, joined with her birth, |
| 39047 | Approves her fit for none but for a king; |
| 39048 | Her valiant courage and undaunted spirit, |
| 39049 | More than in women commonly is seen, |
| 39050 | Will answer our hope in issue of a king; |
| 39051 | For Henry, son unto a conqueror, |
| 39052 | Is likely to beget more conquerors, |
| 39053 | If with a lady of so high resolve |
| 39054 | As is fair Margaret he be link'd in love. |
| 39055 | Then yield, my lords; and here conclude wi... |
| 39056 | That Margaret shall be Queen, and none but... |
| 39057 | KING HENRY. Whether it be through force of y... |
| 39058 | My noble Lord of Suffolk, or for that |
| 39059 | My tender youth was never yet attaint |
| 39060 | With any passion of inflaming love, |
| 39061 | I cannot tell; but this I am assur'd, |
| 39062 | I feel such sharp dissension in my breast, |
| 39063 | Such fierce alarums both of hope and fear, |
| 39064 | As I am sick with working of my thoughts. |
| 39065 | Take therefore shipping; post, my lord, to... |
| 39066 | Agree to any covenants; and procure |
| 39067 | That Lady Margaret do vouchsafe to come |
| 39068 | To cross the seas to England, and be crown'd |
| 39069 | King Henry's faithful and anointed queen. |
| 39070 | For your expenses and sufficient charge, |
| 39071 | Among the people gather up a tenth. |
| 39072 | Be gone, I say; for till you do return |
| 39073 | I rest perplexed with a thousand cares. |
| 39074 | And you, good uncle, banish all offence: |
| 39075 | If you do censure me by what you were, |
| 39076 | Not what you are, I know it will excuse |
| 39077 | This sudden execution of my will. |
| 39078 | And so conduct me where, from company, |
| 39079 | I may revolve and ruminate my grief. ... |
| 39080 | GLOUCESTER. Ay, grief, I fear me, both at fi... |
| 39081 | Exeunt GLO... |
| 39082 | SUFFOLK. Thus Suffolk hath prevail'd; and th... |
| 39083 | As did the youthful Paris once to Greece, |
| 39084 | With hope to find the like event in love |
| 39085 | But prosper better than the Troyan did. |
| 39086 | Margaret shall now be Queen, and rule the ... |
| 39087 | But I will rule both her, the King, and re... |
| 39088 | THE END |
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| 39097 | 1591 |
| 39098 | THE SECOND PART OF KING HENRY THE SIXTH |
| 39099 | by William Shakespeare |
| 39100 | Dramatis Personae |
| 39101 | KING HENRY THE SIXTH |
| 39102 | HUMPHREY, DUKE OF GLOUCESTER, his uncle |
| 39103 | CARDINAL BEAUFORT, BISHOP OF WINCHESTER, gre... |
| 39104 | RICHARD PLANTAGENET, DUKE OF YORK |
| 39105 | EDWARD and RICHARD, his sons |
| 39106 | DUKE OF SOMERSET |
| 39107 | DUKE OF SUFFOLK |
| 39108 | DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM |
| 39109 | LORD CLIFFORD |
| 39110 | YOUNG CLIFFORD, his son |
| 39111 | EARL OF SALISBURY |
| 39112 | EARL OF WARWICK |
| 39113 | LORD SCALES |
| 39114 | LORD SAY |
| 39115 | SIR HUMPHREY STAFFORD |
| 39116 | WILLIAM STAFFORD, his brother |
| 39117 | SIR JOHN STANLEY |
| 39118 | VAUX |
| 39119 | MATTHEW GOFFE |
| 39120 | A LIEUTENANT, a SHIPMASTER, a MASTER'S MATE,... |
| 39121 | TWO GENTLEMEN, prisoners with Suffolk |
| 39122 | JOHN HUME and JOHN SOUTHWELL, two priests |
| 39123 | ROGER BOLINGBROKE, a conjurer |
| 39124 | A SPIRIT raised by him |
| 39125 | THOMAS HORNER, an armourer |
| 39126 | PETER, his man |
| 39127 | CLERK OF CHATHAM |
| 39128 | MAYOR OF SAINT ALBANS |
| 39129 | SAUNDER SIMPCOX, an impostor |
| 39130 | ALEXANDER IDEN, a Kentish gentleman |
| 39131 | JACK CADE, a rebel |
| 39132 | GEORGE BEVIS, JOHN HOLLAND, DICK THE BUTCHER... |
| 39133 | MICHAEL, &c., followers of Cade |
| 39134 | TWO MURDERERS |
| 39135 | MARGARET, Queen to King Henry |
| 39136 | ELEANOR, Duchess of Gloucester |
| 39137 | MARGERY JOURDAIN, a witch |
| 39138 | WIFE to SIMPCOX |
| 39139 | Lords, Ladies, and Attendants; Petitioners, ... |
| 39140 | a Beadle, a Sheriff, Officers, Citizens, P... |
| 39141 | Guards, Soldiers, Messengers, &c. |
| 39142 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 39143 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 39144 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 39145 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 39146 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 39147 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 39150 | SCENE: |
| 39151 | England |
| 39152 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 39153 | London. The palace |
| 39154 | Flourish of trumpets; then hautboys. Enter the... |
| 39155 | OF GLOUCESTER, SALISBURY, WARWICK, and CARDINA... |
| 39156 | the QUEEN, SUFFOLK, YORK, SOMERSET, and BUCKIN... |
| 39157 | SUFFOLK. As by your high imperial Majesty |
| 39158 | I had in charge at my depart for France, |
| 39159 | As procurator to your Excellence, |
| 39160 | To marry Princess Margaret for your Grace; |
| 39161 | So, in the famous ancient city Tours, |
| 39162 | In presence of the Kings of France and Sicil, |
| 39163 | The Dukes of Orleans, Calaber, Bretagne, a... |
| 39164 | Seven earls, twelve barons, and twenty rev... |
| 39165 | I have perform'd my task, and was espous'd; |
| 39166 | And humbly now upon my bended knee, |
| 39167 | In sight of England and her lordly peers, |
| 39168 | Deliver up my title in the Queen |
| 39169 | To your most gracious hands, that are the ... |
| 39170 | Of that great shadow I did represent: |
| 39171 | The happiest gift that ever marquis gave, |
| 39172 | The fairest queen that ever king receiv'd. |
| 39173 | KING HENRY. Suffolk, arise. Welcome, Queen M... |
| 39174 | I can express no kinder sign of love |
| 39175 | Than this kind kiss. O Lord, that lends me... |
| 39176 | Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness! |
| 39177 | For thou hast given me in this beauteous face |
| 39178 | A world of earthly blessings to my soul, |
| 39179 | If sympathy of love unite our thoughts. |
| 39180 | QUEEN. Great King of England, and my graciou... |
| 39181 | The mutual conference that my mind hath had, |
| 39182 | By day, by night, waking and in my dreams, |
| 39183 | In courtly company or at my beads, |
| 39184 | With you, mine alder-liefest sovereign, |
| 39185 | Makes me the bolder to salute my king |
| 39186 | With ruder terms, such as my wit affords |
| 39187 | And over-joy of heart doth minister. |
| 39188 | KING HENRY. Her sight did ravish, but her gr... |
| 39189 | Her words y-clad with wisdom's majesty, |
| 39190 | Makes me from wond'ring fall to weeping jo... |
| 39191 | Such is the fulness of my heart's content. |
| 39192 | Lords, with one cheerful voice welcome my ... |
| 39193 | ALL. [Kneeling] Long live Queen Margaret, En... |
| 39194 | QUEEN. We thank you all. ... |
| 39195 | SUFFOLK. My Lord Protector, so it please you... |
| 39196 | Here are the articles of contracted peace |
| 39197 | Between our sovereign and the French King ... |
| 39198 | For eighteen months concluded by consent. |
| 39199 | GLOUCESTER. [Reads] 'Imprimis: It is agreed ... |
| 39200 | Charles and William de la Pole, Marquess o... |
| 39201 | for Henry King of England, that the said H... |
| 39202 | Lady Margaret, daughter unto Reignier King... |
| 39203 | and Jerusalem, and crown her Queen of Engl... |
| 39204 | of May next ensuing. |
| 39205 | Item: That the duchy of Anjou and the co... |
| 39206 | released and delivered to the King her fat... |
| 39207 | [Le... |
| 39208 | KING HENRY. Uncle, how now! |
| 39209 | GLOUCESTER. Pardon me, gracious lord; |
| 39210 | Some sudden qualm hath struck me at the he... |
| 39211 | And dimm'd mine eyes, that I can read no f... |
| 39212 | KING HENRY. Uncle of Winchester, I pray read... |
| 39213 | CARDINAL. [Reads] 'Item: It is further agree... |
| 39214 | duchies of Anjou and Maine shall be releas... |
| 39215 | to the King her father, and she sent over ... |
| 39216 | England's own proper cost and charges, wit... |
| 39217 | KING HENRY. They please us well. Lord Marque... |
| 39218 | We here create thee the first Duke of Suff... |
| 39219 | And girt thee with the sword. Cousin of York, |
| 39220 | We here discharge your Grace from being Re... |
| 39221 | I' th' parts of France, till term of eight... |
| 39222 | Be full expir'd. Thanks, uncle Winchester, |
| 39223 | Gloucester, York, Buckingham, Somerset, |
| 39224 | Salisbury, and Warwick; |
| 39225 | We thank you all for this great favour done |
| 39226 | In entertainment to my princely queen. |
| 39227 | Come, let us in, and with all speed provide |
| 39228 | To see her coronation be perform'd. |
| 39229 | Exeunt KING, ... |
| 39230 | GLOUCESTER. Brave peers of England, pillars ... |
| 39231 | To you Duke Humphrey must unload his grief |
| 39232 | Your grief, the common grief of all the land. |
| 39233 | What! did my brother Henry spend his youth, |
| 39234 | His valour, coin, and people, in the wars? |
| 39235 | Did he so often lodge in open field, |
| 39236 | In winter's cold and summer's parching heat, |
| 39237 | To conquer France, his true inheritance? |
| 39238 | And did my brother Bedford toil his wits |
| 39239 | To keep by policy what Henry got? |
| 39240 | Have you yourselves, Somerset, Buckingham, |
| 39241 | Brave York, Salisbury, and victorious Warw... |
| 39242 | Receiv'd deep scars in France and Normandy? |
| 39243 | Or hath mine uncle Beaufort and myself, |
| 39244 | With all the learned Council of the realm, |
| 39245 | Studied so long, sat in the Council House |
| 39246 | Early and late, debating to and fro |
| 39247 | How France and Frenchmen might be kept in ... |
| 39248 | And had his Highness in his infancy |
| 39249 | Crowned in Paris, in despite of foes? |
| 39250 | And shall these labours and these honours ... |
| 39251 | Shall Henry's conquest, Bedford's vigilance, |
| 39252 | Your deeds of war, and all our counsel die? |
| 39253 | O peers of England, shameful is this league! |
| 39254 | Fatal this marriage, cancelling your fame, |
| 39255 | Blotting your names from books of memory, |
| 39256 | Razing the characters of your renown, |
| 39257 | Defacing monuments of conquer'd France, |
| 39258 | Undoing all, as all had never been! |
| 39259 | CARDINAL. Nephew, what means this passionate... |
| 39260 | This peroration with such circumstance? |
| 39261 | For France, 'tis ours; and we will keep it... |
| 39262 | GLOUCESTER. Ay, uncle, we will keep it if we... |
| 39263 | But now it is impossible we should. |
| 39264 | Suffolk, the new-made duke that rules the ... |
| 39265 | Hath given the duchy of Anjou and Maine |
| 39266 | Unto the poor King Reignier, whose large s... |
| 39267 | Agrees not with the leanness of his purse. |
| 39268 | SALISBURY. Now, by the death of Him that die... |
| 39269 | These counties were the keys of Normandy! |
| 39270 | But wherefore weeps Warwick, my valiant so... |
| 39271 | WARWICK. For grief that they are past recovery; |
| 39272 | For were there hope to conquer them again |
| 39273 | My sword should shed hot blood, mine eyes ... |
| 39274 | Anjou and Maine! myself did win them both; |
| 39275 | Those provinces these arms of mine did con... |
| 39276 | And are the cities that I got with wounds |
| 39277 | Deliver'd up again with peaceful words? |
| 39278 | Mort Dieu! |
| 39279 | YORK. For Suffolk's duke, may he be suffocate, |
| 39280 | That dims the honour of this warlike isle! |
| 39281 | France should have torn and rent my very h... |
| 39282 | Before I would have yielded to this league. |
| 39283 | I never read but England's kings have had |
| 39284 | Large sums of gold and dowries with their ... |
| 39285 | And our King Henry gives away his own |
| 39286 | To match with her that brings no vantages. |
| 39287 | GLOUCESTER. A proper jest, and never heard b... |
| 39288 | That Suffolk should demand a whole fifteenth |
| 39289 | For costs and charges in transporting her! |
| 39290 | She should have stay'd in France, and star... |
| 39291 | Before- |
| 39292 | CARDINAL. My Lord of Gloucester, now ye grow... |
| 39293 | It was the pleasure of my lord the King. |
| 39294 | GLOUCESTER. My Lord of Winchester, I know yo... |
| 39295 | 'Tis not my speeches that you do mislike, |
| 39296 | But 'tis my presence that doth trouble ye. |
| 39297 | Rancour will out: proud prelate, in thy face |
| 39298 | I see thy fury; if I longer stay |
| 39299 | We shall begin our ancient bickerings. |
| 39300 | Lordings, farewell; and say, when I am gone, |
| 39301 | I prophesied France will be lost ere long.... |
| 39302 | CARDINAL. So, there goes our Protector in a ... |
| 39303 | 'Tis known to you he is mine enemy; |
| 39304 | Nay, more, an enemy unto you all, |
| 39305 | And no great friend, I fear me, to the King. |
| 39306 | Consider, lords, he is the next of blood |
| 39307 | And heir apparent to the English crown. |
| 39308 | Had Henry got an empire by his marriage |
| 39309 | And all the wealthy kingdoms of the west, |
| 39310 | There's reason he should be displeas'd at ... |
| 39311 | Look to it, lords; let not his smoothing w... |
| 39312 | Bewitch your hearts; be wise and circumspect. |
| 39313 | What though the common people favour him, |
| 39314 | Calling him 'Humphrey, the good Duke of Gl... |
| 39315 | Clapping their hands, and crying with loud... |
| 39316 | 'Jesu maintain your royal excellence!' |
| 39317 | With 'God preserve the good Duke Humphrey!' |
| 39318 | I fear me, lords, for all this flattering ... |
| 39319 | He will be found a dangerous Protector. |
| 39320 | BUCKINGHAM. Why should he then protect our s... |
| 39321 | He being of age to govern of himself? |
| 39322 | Cousin of Somerset, join you with me, |
| 39323 | And all together, with the Duke of Suffolk, |
| 39324 | We'll quickly hoise Duke Humphrey from his... |
| 39325 | CARDINAL. This weighty business will not bro... |
| 39326 | I'll to the Duke of Suffolk presently. ... |
| 39327 | SOMERSET. Cousin of Buckingham, though Humph... |
| 39328 | And greatness of his place be grief to us, |
| 39329 | Yet let us watch the haughty cardinal; |
| 39330 | His insolence is more intolerable |
| 39331 | Than all the princes in the land beside; |
| 39332 | If Gloucester be displac'd, he'll be Prote... |
| 39333 | BUCKINGHAM. Or thou or I, Somerset, will be ... |
| 39334 | Despite Duke Humphrey or the Cardinal. |
| 39335 | Exeunt BUCKI... |
| 39336 | SALISBURY. Pride went before, ambition follo... |
| 39337 | While these do labour for their own prefer... |
| 39338 | Behoves it us to labour for the realm. |
| 39339 | I never saw but Humphrey Duke of Gloucester |
| 39340 | Did bear him like a noble gentleman. |
| 39341 | Oft have I seen the haughty Cardinal- |
| 39342 | More like a soldier than a man o' th' church, |
| 39343 | As stout and proud as he were lord of all- |
| 39344 | Swear like a ruffian and demean himself |
| 39345 | Unlike the ruler of a commonweal. |
| 39346 | Warwick my son, the comfort of my age, |
| 39347 | Thy deeds, thy plainness, and thy housekee... |
| 39348 | Hath won the greatest favour of the commons, |
| 39349 | Excepting none but good Duke Humphrey. |
| 39350 | And, brother York, thy acts in Ireland, |
| 39351 | In bringing them to civil discipline, |
| 39352 | Thy late exploits done in the heart of France |
| 39353 | When thou wert Regent for our sovereign, |
| 39354 | Have made thee fear'd and honour'd of the ... |
| 39355 | Join we together for the public good, |
| 39356 | In what we can, to bridle and suppress |
| 39357 | The pride of Suffolk and the Cardinal, |
| 39358 | With Somerset's and Buckingham's ambition; |
| 39359 | And, as we may, cherish Duke Humphrey's deeds |
| 39360 | While they do tend the profit of the land. |
| 39361 | WARWICK. So God help Warwick, as he loves th... |
| 39362 | And common profit of his country! |
| 39363 | YORK. And so says York- [Aside] for he hath ... |
| 39364 | SALISBURY. Then let's make haste away and lo... |
| 39365 | WARWICK. Unto the main! O father, Maine is l... |
| 39366 | That Maine which by main force Warwick did... |
| 39367 | And would have kept so long as breath did ... |
| 39368 | Main chance, father, you meant; but I mean... |
| 39369 | Which I will win from France, or else be s... |
| 39370 | Exeunt WAR... |
| 39371 | YORK. Anjou and Maine are given to the French; |
| 39372 | Paris is lost; the state of Normandy |
| 39373 | Stands on a tickle point now they are gone. |
| 39374 | Suffolk concluded on the articles; |
| 39375 | The peers agreed; and Henry was well pleas'd |
| 39376 | To changes two dukedoms for a duke's fair ... |
| 39377 | I cannot blame them all: what is't to them? |
| 39378 | 'Tis thine they give away, and not their own. |
| 39379 | Pirates may make cheap pennyworths of thei... |
| 39380 | And purchase friends, and give to courtezans, |
| 39381 | Still revelling like lords till all be gone; |
| 39382 | While as the silly owner of the goods |
| 39383 | Weeps over them and wrings his hapless hands |
| 39384 | And shakes his head and trembling stands a... |
| 39385 | While all is shar'd and all is borne away, |
| 39386 | Ready to starve and dare not touch his own. |
| 39387 | So York must sit and fret and bite his ton... |
| 39388 | While his own lands are bargain'd for and ... |
| 39389 | Methinks the realms of England, France, an... |
| 39390 | Bear that proportion to my flesh and blood |
| 39391 | As did the fatal brand Althaea burnt |
| 39392 | Unto the prince's heart of Calydon. |
| 39393 | Anjou and Maine both given unto the French! |
| 39394 | Cold news for me, for I had hope of France, |
| 39395 | Even as I have of fertile England's soil. |
| 39396 | A day will come when York shall claim his ... |
| 39397 | And therefore I will take the Nevils' parts, |
| 39398 | And make a show of love to proud Duke Hump... |
| 39399 | And when I spy advantage, claim the crown, |
| 39400 | For that's the golden mark I seek to hit. |
| 39401 | Nor shall proud Lancaster usurp my right, |
| 39402 | Nor hold the sceptre in his childish fist, |
| 39403 | Nor wear the diadem upon his head, |
| 39404 | Whose church-like humours fits not for a c... |
| 39405 | Then, York, be still awhile, till time do ... |
| 39406 | Watch thou and wake, when others be asleep, |
| 39407 | To pry into the secrets of the state; |
| 39408 | Till Henry, surfeiting in joys of love |
| 39409 | With his new bride and England's dear-boug... |
| 39410 | And Humphrey with the peers be fall'n at j... |
| 39411 | Then will I raise aloft the milk-white rose, |
| 39412 | With whose sweet smell the air shall be pe... |
| 39413 | And in my standard bear the arms of York, |
| 39414 | To grapple with the house of Lancaster; |
| 39415 | And force perforce I'll make him yield the... |
| 39416 | Whose bookish rule hath pull'd fair Englan... |
| 39417 | SCENE II. |
| 39418 | The DUKE OF GLOUCESTER'S house |
| 39419 | Enter DUKE and his wife ELEANOR |
| 39420 | DUCHESS. Why droops my lord, like over-ripen... |
| 39421 | Hanging the head at Ceres' plenteous load? |
| 39422 | Why doth the great Duke Humphrey knit his ... |
| 39423 | As frowning at the favours of the world? |
| 39424 | Why are thine eyes fix'd to the sullen earth, |
| 39425 | Gazing on that which seems to dim thy sight? |
| 39426 | What see'st thou there? King Henry's diadem, |
| 39427 | Enchas'd with all the honours of the world? |
| 39428 | If so, gaze on, and grovel on thy face |
| 39429 | Until thy head be circled with the same. |
| 39430 | Put forth thy hand, reach at the glorious ... |
| 39431 | What, is't too short? I'll lengthen it wit... |
| 39432 | And having both together heav'd it up, |
| 39433 | We'll both together lift our heads to heaven, |
| 39434 | And never more abase our sight so low |
| 39435 | As to vouchsafe one glance unto the ground. |
| 39436 | GLOUCESTER. O Nell, sweet Nell, if thou dost... |
| 39437 | Banish the canker of ambitious thoughts! |
| 39438 | And may that thought, when I imagine ill |
| 39439 | Against my king and nephew, virtuous Henry, |
| 39440 | Be my last breathing in this mortal world! |
| 39441 | My troublous dreams this night doth make m... |
| 39442 | DUCHESS. What dream'd my lord? Tell me, and ... |
| 39443 | With sweet rehearsal of my morning's dream. |
| 39444 | GLOUCESTER. Methought this staff, mine offic... |
| 39445 | Was broke in twain; by whom I have forgot, |
| 39446 | But, as I think, it was by th' Cardinal; |
| 39447 | And on the pieces of the broken wand |
| 39448 | Were plac'd the heads of Edmund Duke of So... |
| 39449 | And William de la Pole, first Duke of Suff... |
| 39450 | This was my dream; what it doth bode God k... |
| 39451 | DUCHESS. Tut, this was nothing but an argument |
| 39452 | That he that breaks a stick of Gloucester'... |
| 39453 | Shall lose his head for his presumption. |
| 39454 | But list to me, my Humphrey, my sweet Duke: |
| 39455 | Methought I sat in seat of majesty |
| 39456 | In the cathedral church of Westminster, |
| 39457 | And in that chair where kings and queens w... |
| 39458 | Where Henry and Dame Margaret kneel'd to me, |
| 39459 | And on my head did set the diadem. |
| 39460 | GLOUCESTER. Nay, Eleanor, then must I chide ... |
| 39461 | Presumptuous dame, ill-nurtur'd Eleanor! |
| 39462 | Art thou not second woman in the realm, |
| 39463 | And the Protector's wife, belov'd of him? |
| 39464 | Hast thou not worldly pleasure at command |
| 39465 | Above the reach or compass of thy thought? |
| 39466 | And wilt thou still be hammering treachery |
| 39467 | To tumble down thy husband and thyself |
| 39468 | From top of honour to disgrace's feet? |
| 39469 | Away from me, and let me hear no more! |
| 39470 | DUCHESS. What, what, my lord! Are you so cho... |
| 39471 | With Eleanor for telling but her dream? |
| 39472 | Next time I'll keep my dreams unto myself |
| 39473 | And not be check'd. |
| 39474 | GLOUCESTER. Nay, be not angry; I am pleas'd ... |
| 39475 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 39476 | MESSENGER. My Lord Protector, 'tis his Highn... |
| 39477 | You do prepare to ride unto Saint Albans, |
| 39478 | Where as the King and Queen do mean to hawk. |
| 39479 | GLOUCESTER. I go. Come, Nell, thou wilt ride... |
| 39480 | DUCHESS. Yes, my good lord, I'll follow pres... |
| 39481 | Exeunt GLOUCE... |
| 39482 | Follow I must; I cannot go before, |
| 39483 | While Gloucester bears this base and humbl... |
| 39484 | Were I a man, a duke, and next of blood, |
| 39485 | I would remove these tedious stumbling-blocks |
| 39486 | And smooth my way upon their headless necks; |
| 39487 | And, being a woman, I will not be slack |
| 39488 | To play my part in Fortune's pageant. |
| 39489 | Where are you there, Sir John? Nay, fear n... |
| 39490 | We are alone; here's none but thee and I. |
| 39491 | Enter HUME |
| 39492 | HUME. Jesus preserve your royal Majesty! |
| 39493 | DUCHESS. What say'st thou? Majesty! I am but... |
| 39494 | HUME. But, by the grace of God and Hume's ad... |
| 39495 | Your Grace's title shall be multiplied. |
| 39496 | DUCHESS. What say'st thou, man? Hast thou as... |
| 39497 | With Margery Jourdain, the cunning witch o... |
| 39498 | With Roger Bolingbroke, the conjurer? |
| 39499 | And will they undertake to do me good? |
| 39500 | HUME. This they have promised, to show your ... |
| 39501 | A spirit rais'd from depth of underground |
| 39502 | That shall make answer to such questions |
| 39503 | As by your Grace shall be propounded him |
| 39504 | DUCHESS. It is enough; I'll think upon the q... |
| 39505 | When from Saint Albans we do make return |
| 39506 | We'll see these things effected to the full. |
| 39507 | Here, Hume, take this reward; make merry, ... |
| 39508 | With thy confederates in this weighty caus... |
| 39509 | HUME. Hume must make merry with the Duchess'... |
| 39510 | Marry, and shall. But, how now, Sir John H... |
| 39511 | Seal up your lips and give no words but mum: |
| 39512 | The business asketh silent secrecy. |
| 39513 | Dame Eleanor gives gold to bring the witch: |
| 39514 | Gold cannot come amiss were she a devil. |
| 39515 | Yet have I gold flies from another coast- |
| 39516 | I dare not say from the rich Cardinal, |
| 39517 | And from the great and new-made Duke of Su... |
| 39518 | Yet I do find it so; for, to be plain, |
| 39519 | They, knowing Dame Eleanor's aspiring humour, |
| 39520 | Have hired me to undermine the Duchess, |
| 39521 | And buzz these conjurations in her brain. |
| 39522 | They say 'A crafty knave does need no brok... |
| 39523 | Yet am I Suffolk and the Cardinal's broker. |
| 39524 | Hume, if you take not heed, you shall go near |
| 39525 | To call them both a pair of crafty knaves. |
| 39526 | Well, so its stands; and thus, I fear, at ... |
| 39527 | Hume's knavery will be the Duchess' wreck, |
| 39528 | And her attainture will be Humphrey's fall |
| 39529 | Sort how it will, I shall have gold for al... |
| 39530 | SCENE III. |
| 39531 | London. The palace |
| 39532 | Enter three or four PETITIONERS, PETER, the Ar... |
| 39533 | FIRST PETITIONER. My masters, let's stand cl... |
| 39534 | will come this way by and by, and then we ... |
| 39535 | supplications in the quill. |
| 39536 | SECOND PETITIONER. Marry, the Lord protect h... |
| 39537 | man, Jesu bless him! |
| 39538 | Enter SUFFOLK and QUEEN |
| 39539 | FIRST PETITIONER. Here 'a comes, methinks, a... |
| 39540 | I'll be the first, sure. |
| 39541 | SECOND PETITIONER. Come back, fool; this is ... |
| 39542 | not my Lord Protector. |
| 39543 | SUFFOLK. How now, fellow! Wouldst anything w... |
| 39544 | FIRST PETITIONER. I pray, my lord, pardon me... |
| 39545 | Protector. |
| 39546 | QUEEN. [Reads] 'To my Lord Protector!' Are y... |
| 39547 | his lordship? Let me see them. What is thine? |
| 39548 | FIRST PETITIONER. Mine is, an't please your ... |
| 39549 | Goodman, my Lord Cardinal's man, for keepi... |
| 39550 | and wife and all, from me. |
| 39551 | SUFFOLK. Thy wife too! That's some wrong ind... |
| 39552 | What's here! [Reads] 'Against the Duke of ... |
| 39553 | the commons of Melford.' How now, sir knave! |
| 39554 | SECOND PETITIONER. Alas, sir, I am but a poo... |
| 39555 | whole township. |
| 39556 | PETER. [Presenting his petition] Against my ... |
| 39557 | for saying that the Duke of York was right... |
| 39558 | QUEEN. What say'st thou? Did the Duke of Yor... |
| 39559 | heir to the crown? |
| 39560 | PETER. That my master was? No, forsooth. My ... |
| 39561 | was, and that the King was an usurper. |
| 39562 | SUFFOLK. Who is there? [Enter servant] Take ... |
| 39563 | send for his master with a pursuivant pres... |
| 39564 | of your matter before the King. |
| 39565 | Exit ... |
| 39566 | QUEEN. And as for you, that love to be prote... |
| 39567 | Under the wings of our Protector's grace, |
| 39568 | Begin your suits anew, and sue to him. |
| 39569 | [Tears ... |
| 39570 | Away, base cullions! Suffolk, let them go. |
| 39571 | ALL. Come, let's be gone. ... |
| 39572 | QUEEN. My Lord of Suffolk, say, is this the ... |
| 39573 | Is this the fashions in the court of England? |
| 39574 | Is this the government of Britain's isle, |
| 39575 | And this the royalty of Albion's king? |
| 39576 | What, shall King Henry be a pupil still, |
| 39577 | Under the surly Gloucester's governance? |
| 39578 | Am I a queen in title and in style, |
| 39579 | And must be made a subject to a duke? |
| 39580 | I tell thee, Pole, when in the city Tours |
| 39581 | Thou ran'st a tilt in honour of my love |
| 39582 | And stol'st away the ladies' hearts of Fra... |
| 39583 | I thought King Henry had resembled thee |
| 39584 | In courage, courtship, and proportion; |
| 39585 | But all his mind is bent to holiness, |
| 39586 | To number Ave-Maries on his beads; |
| 39587 | His champions are the prophets and apostles; |
| 39588 | His weapons, holy saws of sacred writ; |
| 39589 | His study is his tilt-yard, and his loves |
| 39590 | Are brazen images of canonized saints. |
| 39591 | I would the college of the Cardinals |
| 39592 | Would choose him Pope, and carry him to Rome, |
| 39593 | And set the triple crown upon his head; |
| 39594 | That were a state fit for his holiness. |
| 39595 | SUFFOLK. Madam, be patient. As I was cause |
| 39596 | Your Highness came to England, so will I |
| 39597 | In England work your Grace's full content. |
| 39598 | QUEEN. Beside the haughty Protector, have we... |
| 39599 | The imperious churchman; Somerset, Bucking... |
| 39600 | And grumbling York; and not the least of t... |
| 39601 | But can do more in England than the King. |
| 39602 | SUFFOLK. And he of these that can do most of... |
| 39603 | Cannot do more in England than the Nevils; |
| 39604 | Salisbury and Warwick are no simple peers. |
| 39605 | QUEEN. Not all these lords do vex me half so... |
| 39606 | As that proud dame, the Lord Protector's w... |
| 39607 | She sweeps it through the court with troop... |
| 39608 | More like an empress than Duke Humphrey's ... |
| 39609 | Strangers in court do take her for the Queen. |
| 39610 | She bears a duke's revenues on her back, |
| 39611 | And in her heart she scorns our poverty; |
| 39612 | Shall I not live to be aveng'd on her? |
| 39613 | Contemptuous base-born callet as she is, |
| 39614 | She vaunted 'mongst her minions t' other day |
| 39615 | The very train of her worst wearing gown |
| 39616 | Was better worth than all my father's lands, |
| 39617 | Till Suffolk gave two dukedoms for his dau... |
| 39618 | SUFFOLK. Madam, myself have lim'd a bush for... |
| 39619 | And plac'd a quire of such enticing birds |
| 39620 | That she will light to listen to the lays, |
| 39621 | And never mount to trouble you again. |
| 39622 | So, let her rest. And, madam, list to me, |
| 39623 | For I am bold to counsel you in this: |
| 39624 | Although we fancy not the Cardinal, |
| 39625 | Yet must we join with him and with the lords, |
| 39626 | Till we have brought Duke Humphrey in disg... |
| 39627 | As for the Duke of York, this late complaint |
| 39628 | Will make but little for his benefit. |
| 39629 | So one by one we'll weed them all at last, |
| 39630 | And you yourself shall steer the happy helm. |
| 39631 | Sound a sennet. Enter the KING, DUKE... |
| 39632 | CARDINAL BEAUFORT, BUCKINGHAM, YORK, SOME... |
| 39633 | WARWICK, and the DUCHESS OF GLOU... |
| 39634 | KING HENRY. For my part, noble lords, I care... |
| 39635 | Or Somerset or York, all's one to me. |
| 39636 | YORK. If York have ill demean'd himself in F... |
| 39637 | Then let him be denay'd the regentship. |
| 39638 | SOMERSET. If Somerset be unworthy of the place, |
| 39639 | Let York be Regent; I will yield to him. |
| 39640 | WARWICK. Whether your Grace be worthy, yea o... |
| 39641 | Dispute not that; York is the worthier. |
| 39642 | CARDINAL. Ambitious Warwick, let thy betters... |
| 39643 | WARWICK. The Cardinal's not my better in the... |
| 39644 | BUCKINGHAM. All in this presence are thy bet... |
| 39645 | WARWICK. Warwick may live to be the best of ... |
| 39646 | SALISBURY. Peace, son! And show some reason,... |
| 39647 | Why Somerset should be preferr'd in this. |
| 39648 | QUEEN. Because the King, forsooth, will have... |
| 39649 | GLOUCESTER. Madam, the King is old enough hi... |
| 39650 | To give his censure. These are no women's ... |
| 39651 | QUEEN. If he be old enough, what needs your ... |
| 39652 | To be Protector of his Excellence? |
| 39653 | GLOUCESTER. Madam, I am Protector of the realm; |
| 39654 | And at his pleasure will resign my place. |
| 39655 | SUFFOLK. Resign it then, and leave thine ins... |
| 39656 | Since thou wert king- as who is king but t... |
| 39657 | The commonwealth hath daily run to wrack, |
| 39658 | The Dauphin hath prevail'd beyond the seas, |
| 39659 | And all the peers and nobles of the realm |
| 39660 | Have been as bondmen to thy sovereignty. |
| 39661 | CARDINAL. The commons hast thou rack'd; the ... |
| 39662 | Are lank and lean with thy extortions. |
| 39663 | SOMERSET. Thy sumptuous buildings and thy wi... |
| 39664 | Have cost a mass of public treasury. |
| 39665 | BUCKINGHAM. Thy cruelty in execution |
| 39666 | Upon offenders hath exceeded law, |
| 39667 | And left thee to the mercy of the law. |
| 39668 | QUEEN. Thy sale of offices and towns in France, |
| 39669 | If they were known, as the suspect is great, |
| 39670 | Would make thee quickly hop without thy head. |
| 39671 | Exit GLOUCESTER. The QUEEN d... |
| 39672 | Give me my fan. What, minion, can ye not? |
| 39673 | [She gives the DUCHESS... |
| 39674 | I cry your mercy, madam; was it you? |
| 39675 | DUCHESS. Was't I? Yea, I it was, proud Frenc... |
| 39676 | Could I come near your beauty with my nails, |
| 39677 | I could set my ten commandments in your face. |
| 39678 | KING HENRY. Sweet aunt, be quiet; 'twas agai... |
| 39679 | DUCHESS. Against her will, good King? Look t... |
| 39680 | She'll hamper thee and dandle thee like a ... |
| 39681 | Though in this place most master wear no b... |
| 39682 | She shall not strike Dame Eleanor unreveng... |
| 39683 | BUCKINGHAM. Lord Cardinal, I will follow Ele... |
| 39684 | And listen after Humphrey, how he proceeds. |
| 39685 | She's tickled now; her fume needs no spurs, |
| 39686 | She'll gallop far enough to her destructio... |
| 39687 | Re-enter GLOUCESTER |
| 39688 | GLOUCESTER. Now, lords, my choler being over... |
| 39689 | With walking once about the quadrangle, |
| 39690 | I come to talk of commonwealth affairs. |
| 39691 | As for your spiteful false objections, |
| 39692 | Prove them, and I lie open to the law; |
| 39693 | But God in mercy so deal with my soul |
| 39694 | As I in duty love my king and country! |
| 39695 | But to the matter that we have in hand: |
| 39696 | I say, my sovereign, York is meetest man |
| 39697 | To be your Regent in the realm of France. |
| 39698 | SUFFOLK. Before we make election, give me leave |
| 39699 | To show some reason, of no little force, |
| 39700 | That York is most unmeet of any man. |
| 39701 | YORK. I'll tell thee, Suffolk, why I am unmeet: |
| 39702 | First, for I cannot flatter thee in pride; |
| 39703 | Next, if I be appointed for the place, |
| 39704 | My Lord of Somerset will keep me here |
| 39705 | Without discharge, money, or furniture, |
| 39706 | Till France be won into the Dauphin's hands. |
| 39707 | Last time I danc'd attendance on his will |
| 39708 | Till Paris was besieg'd, famish'd, and lost. |
| 39709 | WARWICK. That can I witness; and a fouler fact |
| 39710 | Did never traitor in the land commit. |
| 39711 | SUFFOLK. Peace, headstrong Warwick! |
| 39712 | WARWICK. Image of pride, why should I hold m... |
| 39713 | Enter HORNER, the Armourer, and his ma... |
| 39714 | SUFFOLK. Because here is a man accus'd of tr... |
| 39715 | Pray God the Duke of York excuse himself! |
| 39716 | YORK. Doth any one accuse York for a traitor? |
| 39717 | KING HENRY. What mean'st thou, Suffolk? Tell... |
| 39718 | SUFFOLK. Please it your Majesty, this is the... |
| 39719 | That doth accuse his master of high treason; |
| 39720 | His words were these: that Richard Duke of... |
| 39721 | Was rightful heir unto the English crown, |
| 39722 | And that your Majesty was an usurper. |
| 39723 | KING HENRY. Say, man, were these thy words? |
| 39724 | HORNER. An't shall please your Majesty, I ne... |
| 39725 | any such matter. God is my witness, I am f... |
| 39726 | villain. |
| 39727 | PETER. [Holding up his hands] By these ten b... |
| 39728 | speak them to me in the garret one night, ... |
| 39729 | Lord of York's armour. |
| 39730 | YORK. Base dunghill villain and mechanical, |
| 39731 | I'll have thy head for this thy traitor's ... |
| 39732 | I do beseech your royal Majesty, |
| 39733 | Let him have all the rigour of the law. |
| 39734 | HORNER`. Alas, my lord, hang me if ever I sp... |
| 39735 | accuser is my prentice; and when I did cor... |
| 39736 | the other day, he did vow upon his knees h... |
| 39737 | me. I have good witness of this; therefore... |
| 39738 | Majesty, do not cast away an honest man fo... |
| 39739 | accusation. |
| 39740 | KING HENRY. Uncle, what shall we say to this... |
| 39741 | GLOUCESTER. This doom, my lord, if I may judge: |
| 39742 | Let Somerset be Regent o'er the French, |
| 39743 | Because in York this breeds suspicion; |
| 39744 | And let these have a day appointed them |
| 39745 | For single combat in convenient place, |
| 39746 | For he hath witness of his servant's malice. |
| 39747 | This is the law, and this Duke Humphrey's ... |
| 39748 | SOMERSET. I humbly thank your royal Majesty. |
| 39749 | HORNER. And I accept the combat willingly. |
| 39750 | PETER. Alas, my lord, I cannot fight; for Go... |
| 39751 | The spite of man prevaileth against me. O ... |
| 39752 | me, I shall never be able to fight a blow!... |
| 39753 | GLOUCESTER. Sirrah, or you must fight or els... |
| 39754 | KING HENRY. Away with them to prison; and th... |
| 39755 | be the last of the next month. |
| 39756 | Come, Somerset, we'll see thee sent away. ... |
| 39757 | SCENE IV. |
| 39758 | London. The DUKE OF GLOUCESTER'S garden |
| 39759 | Enter MARGERY JOURDAIN, the witch; the two pri... |
| 39760 | and BOLINGBROKE |
| 39761 | HUME. Come, my masters; the Duchess, I tell ... |
| 39762 | performance of your promises. |
| 39763 | BOLINGBROKE. Master Hume, we are therefore p... |
| 39764 | ladyship behold and hear our exorcisms? |
| 39765 | HUME. Ay, what else? Fear you not her courage. |
| 39766 | BOLINGBROKE. I have heard her reported to be... |
| 39767 | invincible spirit; but it shall be conveni... |
| 39768 | you be by her aloft while we be busy below... |
| 39769 | in God's name, and leave us. [Exit HUME] M... |
| 39770 | prostrate and grovel on the earth; John So... |
| 39771 | let us to our work. |
| 39772 | Enter DUCHESS aloft, followed... |
| 39773 | DUCHESS. Well said, my masters; and welcome ... |
| 39774 | sooner the better. |
| 39775 | BOLINGBROKE. Patience, good lady; wizards kn... |
| 39776 | Deep night, dark night, the silent of the ... |
| 39777 | The time of night when Troy was set on fire; |
| 39778 | The time when screech-owls cry and ban-dog... |
| 39779 | And spirits walk and ghosts break up their... |
| 39780 | That time best fits the work we have in hand. |
| 39781 | Madam, sit you, and fear not: whom we raise |
| 39782 | We will make fast within a hallow'd verge. |
| 39783 | [Here they do the ceremonies belonging, a... |
| 39784 | BOLINGBROKE or SOUTHWELL reads: 'Con... |
| 39785 | It thunders and lightens terribly; then t... |
| 39786 | SPIRIT. Adsum. |
| 39787 | MARGERY JOURDAIN. Asmath, |
| 39788 | By the eternal God, whose name and power |
| 39789 | Thou tremblest at, answer that I shall ask; |
| 39790 | For till thou speak thou shalt not pass fr... |
| 39791 | SPIRIT. Ask what thou wilt; that I had said ... |
| 39792 | BOLINGBROKE. [Reads] 'First of the king: wha... |
| 39793 | SPIRIT. The Duke yet lives that Henry shall ... |
| 39794 | But him outlive, and die a violent death. |
| 39795 | [As the SPIRIT speaks, SOUTHWELL ... |
| 39796 | BOLINGBROKE. 'What fates await the Duke of S... |
| 39797 | SPIRIT. By water shall he die and take his end. |
| 39798 | BOLINGBROKE. 'What shall befall the Duke of ... |
| 39799 | SPIRIT. Let him shun castles: |
| 39800 | Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains |
| 39801 | Than where castles mounted stand. |
| 39802 | Have done, for more I hardly can endure. |
| 39803 | BOLINGBROKE. Descend to darkness and the bur... |
| 39804 | False fiend, avoid! Thunder and ligh... |
| 39805 | Enter the DUKE OF YORK and the ... |
| 39806 | BUCKINGHAM with guard, and br... |
| 39807 | YORK. Lay hands upon these traitors and thei... |
| 39808 | Beldam, I think we watch'd you at an inch. |
| 39809 | What, madam, are you there? The King and c... |
| 39810 | Are deeply indebted for this piece of pain... |
| 39811 | My Lord Protector will, I doubt it not, |
| 39812 | See you well guerdon'd for these good dese... |
| 39813 | DUCHESS. Not half so bad as thine to England... |
| 39814 | Injurious Duke, that threatest where's no ... |
| 39815 | BUCKINGHAM. True, madam, none at all. What c... |
| 39816 | Away with them! let them be clapp'd up close, |
| 39817 | And kept asunder. You, madam, shall with us. |
| 39818 | Stafford, take her to thee. |
| 39819 | We'll see your trinkets here all forthcoming. |
| 39820 | All, away! |
| 39821 | Exeunt, above, DUCHESS and HUM... |
| 39822 | WITCH, SOUTHWELL and BO... |
| 39823 | YORK. Lord Buckingham, methinks you watch'd ... |
| 39824 | A pretty plot, well chosen to build upon! |
| 39825 | Now, pray, my lord, let's see the devil's ... |
| 39826 | What have we here? ... |
| 39827 | 'The duke yet lives that Henry shall depose; |
| 39828 | But him outlive, and die a violent death.' |
| 39829 | Why, this is just |
| 39830 | 'Aio te, Aeacida, Romanos vincere posse.' |
| 39831 | Well, to the rest: |
| 39832 | 'Tell me what fate awaits the Duke of Suff... |
| 39833 | 'By water shall he die and take his end.' |
| 39834 | 'What shall betide the Duke of Somerset?' |
| 39835 | 'Let him shun castles; |
| 39836 | Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains |
| 39837 | Than where castles mounted stand.' |
| 39838 | Come, come, my lords; |
| 39839 | These oracles are hardly attain'd, |
| 39840 | And hardly understood. |
| 39841 | The King is now in progress towards Saint ... |
| 39842 | With him the husband of this lovely lady; |
| 39843 | Thither go these news as fast as horse can... |
| 39844 | A sorry breakfast for my Lord Protector. |
| 39845 | BUCKINGHAM. Your Grace shall give me leave, ... |
| 39846 | To be the post, in hope of his reward. |
| 39847 | YORK. At your pleasure, my good lord. |
| 39848 | Who's within there, ho? |
| 39849 | Enter a serving-man |
| 39850 | Invite my Lords of Salisbury and Warwick |
| 39851 | To sup with me to-morrow night. Away! ... |
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| 39860 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 39861 | Saint Albans |
| 39862 | Enter the KING, QUEEN, GLOUCESTER, CARDINAL, a... |
| 39863 | with Falconers halloing |
| 39864 | QUEEN. Believe me, lords, for flying at the ... |
| 39865 | I saw not better sport these seven years' ... |
| 39866 | Yet, by your leave, the wind was very high, |
| 39867 | And ten to one old Joan had not gone out. |
| 39868 | KING HENRY. But what a point, my lord, your ... |
| 39869 | And what a pitch she flew above the rest! |
| 39870 | To see how God in all His creatures works! |
| 39871 | Yea, man and birds are fain of climbing high. |
| 39872 | SUFFOLK. No marvel, an it like your Majesty, |
| 39873 | My Lord Protector's hawks do tow'r so well; |
| 39874 | They know their master loves to be aloft, |
| 39875 | And bears his thoughts above his falcon's ... |
| 39876 | GLOUCESTER. My lord, 'tis but a base ignoble... |
| 39877 | That mounts no higher than a bird can soar. |
| 39878 | CARDINAL. I thought as much; he would be abo... |
| 39879 | GLOUCESTER. Ay, my lord Cardinal, how think ... |
| 39880 | Were it not good your Grace could fly to h... |
| 39881 | KING HENRY. The treasury of everlasting joy! |
| 39882 | CARDINAL. Thy heaven is on earth; thine eyes... |
| 39883 | Beat on a crown, the treasure of thy heart; |
| 39884 | Pernicious Protector, dangerous peer, |
| 39885 | That smooth'st it so with King and commonw... |
| 39886 | GLOUCESTER. What, Cardinal, is your priestho... |
| 39887 | Tantaene animis coelestibus irae? |
| 39888 | Churchmen so hot? Good uncle, hide such ma... |
| 39889 | With such holiness can you do it? |
| 39890 | SUFFOLK. No malice, sir; no more than well b... |
| 39891 | So good a quarrel and so bad a peer. |
| 39892 | GLOUCESTER. As who, my lord? |
| 39893 | SUFFOLK. Why, as you, my lord, |
| 39894 | An't like your lordly Lord's Protectorship. |
| 39895 | GLOUCESTER. Why, Suffolk, England knows thin... |
| 39896 | QUEEN. And thy ambition, Gloucester. |
| 39897 | KING HENRY. I prithee, peace, |
| 39898 | Good Queen, and whet not on these furious ... |
| 39899 | For blessed are the peacemakers on earth. |
| 39900 | CARDINAL. Let me be blessed for the peace I ... |
| 39901 | Against this proud Protector with my sword! |
| 39902 | GLOUCESTER. [Aside to CARDINAL] Faith, holy ... |
| 39903 | come to that! |
| 39904 | CARDINAL. [Aside to GLOUCESTER] Marry, when ... |
| 39905 | GLOUCESTER. [Aside to CARDINAL] Make up no f... |
| 39906 | matter; |
| 39907 | In thine own person answer thy abuse. |
| 39908 | CARDINAL. [Aside to GLOUCESTER] Ay, where th... |
| 39909 | if thou dar'st, |
| 39910 | This evening on the east side of the grove. |
| 39911 | KING HENRY. How now, my lords! |
| 39912 | CARDINAL. Believe me, cousin Gloucester, |
| 39913 | Had not your man put up the fowl so suddenly, |
| 39914 | We had had more sport. [Aside to GLOUCESTE... |
| 39915 | two-hand sword. |
| 39916 | GLOUCESTER. True, uncle. |
| 39917 | CARDINAL. [Aside to GLOUCESTER] Are ye advis... |
| 39918 | the grove? |
| 39919 | GLOUCESTER. [Aside to CARDINAL] Cardinal, I ... |
| 39920 | KING HENRY. Why, how now, uncle Gloucester! |
| 39921 | GLOUCESTER. Talking of hawking; nothing else... |
| 39922 | [Aside to CARDINAL] Now, by God's Mother, ... |
| 39923 | I'll shave your crown for this, |
| 39924 | Or all my fence shall fail. |
| 39925 | CARDINAL. [Aside to GLOUCESTER] Medice, teip... |
| 39926 | Protector, see to't well; protect yourself. |
| 39927 | KING HENRY. The winds grow high; so do your ... |
| 39928 | How irksome is this music to my heart! |
| 39929 | When such strings jar, what hope of harmony? |
| 39930 | I pray, my lords, let me compound this str... |
| 39931 | Enter a TOWNSMAN of Saint Albans, cry... |
| 39932 | GLOUCESTER. What means this noise? |
| 39933 | Fellow, what miracle dost thou proclaim? |
| 39934 | TOWNSMAN. A miracle! A miracle! |
| 39935 | SUFFOLK. Come to the King, and tell him what... |
| 39936 | TOWNSMAN. Forsooth, a blind man at Saint Alb... |
| 39937 | Within this half hour hath receiv'd his si... |
| 39938 | A man that ne'er saw in his life before. |
| 39939 | KING HENRY. Now God be prais'd that to belie... |
| 39940 | Gives light in darkness, comfort in despair! |
| 39941 | Enter the MAYOR OF SAINT ALBANS and... |
| 39942 | bearing Simpcox between two in ... |
| 39943 | his WIFE and a multitude foll... |
| 39944 | CARDINAL. Here comes the townsmen on procession |
| 39945 | To present your Highness with the man. |
| 39946 | KING HENRY. Great is his comfort in this ear... |
| 39947 | Although by his sight his sin be multiplied. |
| 39948 | GLOUCESTER. Stand by, my masters; bring him ... |
| 39949 | His Highness' pleasure is to talk with him. |
| 39950 | KING HENRY. Good fellow, tell us here the ci... |
| 39951 | That we for thee may glorify the Lord. |
| 39952 | What, hast thou been long blind and now re... |
| 39953 | SIMPCOX. Born blind, an't please your Grace. |
| 39954 | WIFE. Ay indeed was he. |
| 39955 | SUFFOLK. What woman is this? |
| 39956 | WIFE. His wife, an't like your worship. |
| 39957 | GLOUCESTER. Hadst thou been his mother, thou... |
| 39958 | told. |
| 39959 | KING HENRY. Where wert thou born? |
| 39960 | SIMPCOX. At Berwick in the north, an't like ... |
| 39961 | KING HENRY. Poor soul, God's goodness hath b... |
| 39962 | Let never day nor night unhallowed pass, |
| 39963 | But still remember what the Lord hath done. |
| 39964 | QUEEN. Tell me, good fellow, cam'st thou her... |
| 39965 | Or of devotion, to this holy shrine? |
| 39966 | SIMPCOX. God knows, of pure devotion; being ... |
| 39967 | A hundred times and oft'ner, in my sleep, |
| 39968 | By good Saint Alban, who said 'Simpcox, come, |
| 39969 | Come, offer at my shrine, and I will help ... |
| 39970 | WIFE. Most true, forsooth; and many time and... |
| 39971 | Myself have heard a voice to call him so. |
| 39972 | CARDINAL. What, art thou lame? |
| 39973 | SIMPCOX. Ay, God Almighty help me! |
| 39974 | SUFFOLK. How cam'st thou so? |
| 39975 | SIMPCOX. A fall off of a tree. |
| 39976 | WIFE. A plum tree, master. |
| 39977 | GLOUCESTER. How long hast thou been blind? |
| 39978 | SIMPCOX. O, born so, master! |
| 39979 | GLOUCESTER. What, and wouldst climb a tree? |
| 39980 | SIMPCOX. But that in all my life, when I was... |
| 39981 | WIFE. Too true; and bought his climbing very... |
| 39982 | GLOUCESTER. Mass, thou lov'dst plums well, t... |
| 39983 | SIMPCOX. Alas, good master, my wife desir'd ... |
| 39984 | And made me climb, With danger of my life. |
| 39985 | GLOUCESTER. A subtle knave! But yet it shall... |
| 39986 | Let me see thine eyes; wink now; now open ... |
| 39987 | In my opinion yet thou seest not well. |
| 39988 | SIMPCOX. Yes, master, clear as day, I thank ... |
| 39989 | GLOUCESTER. Say'st thou me so? What colour i... |
| 39990 | SIMPCOX. Red, master; red as blood. |
| 39991 | GLOUCESTER. Why, that's well said. What colo... |
| 39992 | SIMPCOX. Black, forsooth; coal-black as jet. |
| 39993 | KING HENRY. Why, then, thou know'st what col... |
| 39994 | SUFFOLK. And yet, I think, jet did he never ... |
| 39995 | GLOUCESTER. But cloaks and gowns before this... |
| 39996 | WIFE. Never before this day in all his life. |
| 39997 | GLOUCESTER. Tell me, sirrah, what's my name? |
| 39998 | SIMPCOX. Alas, master, I know not. |
| 39999 | GLOUCESTER. What's his name? |
| 40000 | SIMPCOX. I know not. |
| 40001 | GLOUCESTER. Nor his? |
| 40002 | SIMPCOX. No, indeed, master. |
| 40003 | GLOUCESTER. What's thine own name? |
| 40004 | SIMPCOX. Saunder Simpcox, an if it please yo... |
| 40005 | GLOUCESTER. Then, Saunder, sit there, the ly... |
| 40006 | Christendom. If thou hadst been born blind... |
| 40007 | have known all our names as thus to name t... |
| 40008 | do wear. Sight may distinguish of colours;... |
| 40009 | nominate them all, it is impossible. My lo... |
| 40010 | hath done a miracle; and would ye not thin... |
| 40011 | great that could restore this cripple to h... |
| 40012 | SIMPCOX. O master, that you could! |
| 40013 | GLOUCESTER. My masters of Saint Albans, have... |
| 40014 | your town, and things call'd whips? |
| 40015 | MAYOR. Yes, my lord, if it please your Grace. |
| 40016 | GLOUCESTER. Then send for one presently. |
| 40017 | MAYOR. Sirrah, go fetch the beadle hither st... |
| 40018 | ... |
| 40019 | GLOUCESTER. Now fetch me a stool hither by a... |
| 40020 | brought] Now, sirrah, if you mean to save ... |
| 40021 | leap me over this stool and run away. |
| 40022 | SIMPCOX. Alas, master, I am not able to stan... |
| 40023 | You go about to torture me in vain. |
| 40024 | Enter a BEADLE with w... |
| 40025 | GLOUCESTER. Well, sir, we must have you find... |
| 40026 | Sirrah beadle, whip him till he leap over ... |
| 40027 | BEADLE. I will, my lord. Come on, sirrah; of... |
| 40028 | quickly. |
| 40029 | SIMPCOX. Alas, master, what shall I do? I am... |
| 40030 | After the BEADLE hath hit him once,... |
| 40031 | the stool and runs away; and they f... |
| 40032 | 'A miracle!' |
| 40033 | KING HENRY. O God, seest Thou this, and bear... |
| 40034 | QUEEN. It made me laugh to see the villain run. |
| 40035 | GLOUCESTER. Follow the knave, and take this ... |
| 40036 | WIFE. Alas, sir, we did it for pure need! |
| 40037 | GLOUCESTER. Let them be whipp'd through ever... |
| 40038 | come to Berwick, from whence they came. |
| 40039 | Exeunt MAYOR,... |
| 40040 | CARDINAL. Duke Humphrey has done a miracle t... |
| 40041 | SUFFOLK. True; made the lame to leap and fly... |
| 40042 | GLOUCESTER. But you have done more miracles ... |
| 40043 | You made in a day, my lord, whole towns to... |
| 40044 | Enter BUCKINGHAM |
| 40045 | KING HENRY. What tidings with our cousin Buc... |
| 40046 | BUCKINGHAM. Such as my heart doth tremble to... |
| 40047 | A sort of naughty persons, lewdly bent, |
| 40048 | Under the countenance and confederacy |
| 40049 | Of Lady Eleanor, the Protector's wife, |
| 40050 | The ringleader and head of all this rout, |
| 40051 | Have practis'd dangerously against your st... |
| 40052 | Dealing with witches and with conjurers, |
| 40053 | Whom we have apprehended in the fact, |
| 40054 | Raising up wicked spirits from under ground, |
| 40055 | Demanding of King Henry's life and death |
| 40056 | And other of your Highness' Privy Council, |
| 40057 | As more at large your Grace shall understand. |
| 40058 | CARDINAL. And so, my Lord Protector, by this... |
| 40059 | Your lady is forthcoming yet at London. |
| 40060 | This news, I think, hath turn'd your weapo... |
| 40061 | 'Tis like, my lord, you will not keep your... |
| 40062 | GLOUCESTER. Ambitious churchman, leave to af... |
| 40063 | Sorrow and grief have vanquish'd all my po... |
| 40064 | And, vanquish'd as I am, I yield to the |
| 40065 | Or to the meanest groom. |
| 40066 | KING HENRY. O God, what mischiefs work the w... |
| 40067 | Heaping confusion on their own heads thereby! |
| 40068 | QUEEN. Gloucester, see here the tainture of ... |
| 40069 | And look thyself be faultless, thou wert b... |
| 40070 | GLOUCESTER. Madam, for myself, to heaven I d... |
| 40071 | How I have lov'd my King and commonweal; |
| 40072 | And for my wife I know not how it stands. |
| 40073 | Sorry I am to hear what I have heard. |
| 40074 | Noble she is; but if she have forgot |
| 40075 | Honour and virtue, and convers'd with such |
| 40076 | As, like to pitch, defile nobility, |
| 40077 | I banish her my bed and company |
| 40078 | And give her as a prey to law and shame, |
| 40079 | That hath dishonoured Gloucester's honest ... |
| 40080 | KING HENRY. Well, for this night we will rep... |
| 40081 | To-morrow toward London back again |
| 40082 | To look into this business thoroughly |
| 40083 | And call these foul offenders to their ans... |
| 40084 | And poise the cause in justice' equal scales, |
| 40085 | Whose beam stands sure, whose rightful cau... |
| 40086 | ... |
| 40087 | SCENE II. |
| 40088 | London. The DUKE OF YORK'S garden |
| 40089 | Enter YORK, SALISBURY, and WARWICK |
| 40090 | YORK. Now, my good Lords of Salisbury and Wa... |
| 40091 | Our simple supper ended, give me leave |
| 40092 | In this close walk to satisfy myself |
| 40093 | In craving your opinion of my tide, |
| 40094 | Which is infallible, to England's crown. |
| 40095 | SALISBURY. My lord, I long to hear it at full. |
| 40096 | WARWICK. Sweet York, begin; and if thy claim... |
| 40097 | The Nevils are thy subjects to command. |
| 40098 | YORK. Then thus: |
| 40099 | Edward the Third, my lords, had seven sons; |
| 40100 | The first, Edward the Black Prince, Prince... |
| 40101 | The second, William of Hatfield; and the t... |
| 40102 | Lionel Duke of Clarence; next to whom |
| 40103 | Was John of Gaunt, the Duke of Lancaster; |
| 40104 | The fifth was Edmund Langley, Duke of York; |
| 40105 | The sixth was Thomas of Woodstock, Duke of... |
| 40106 | William of Windsor was the seventh and las... |
| 40107 | Edward the Black Prince died before his fa... |
| 40108 | And left behind him Richard, his only son, |
| 40109 | Who, after Edward the Third's death, reign... |
| 40110 | Till Henry Bolingbroke, Duke of Lancaster, |
| 40111 | The eldest son and heir of John of Gaunt, |
| 40112 | Crown'd by the name of Henry the Fourth, |
| 40113 | Seiz'd on the realm, depos'd the rightful ... |
| 40114 | Sent his poor queen to France, from whence... |
| 40115 | And him to Pomfret, where, as all you know, |
| 40116 | Harmless Richard was murdered traitorously. |
| 40117 | WARWICK. Father, the Duke hath told the truth; |
| 40118 | Thus got the house of Lancaster the crown. |
| 40119 | YORK. Which now they hold by force, and not ... |
| 40120 | For Richard, the first son's heir, being d... |
| 40121 | The issue of the next son should have reig... |
| 40122 | SALISBURY. But William of Hatfield died with... |
| 40123 | YORK. The third son, Duke of Clarence, from ... |
| 40124 | I claim the crown, had issue Philippe, a d... |
| 40125 | Who married Edmund Mortimer, Earl of March; |
| 40126 | Edmund had issue, Roger Earl of March; |
| 40127 | Roger had issue, Edmund, Anne, and Eleanor. |
| 40128 | SALISBURY. This Edmund, in the reign of Boli... |
| 40129 | As I have read, laid claim unto the crown; |
| 40130 | And, but for Owen Glendower, had been king, |
| 40131 | Who kept him in captivity till he died. |
| 40132 | But, to the rest. |
| 40133 | YORK. His eldest sister, Anne, |
| 40134 | My mother, being heir unto the crown, |
| 40135 | Married Richard Earl of Cambridge, who was |
| 40136 | To Edmund Langley, Edward the Third's fift... |
| 40137 | By her I claim the kingdom: she was heir |
| 40138 | To Roger Earl of March, who was the son |
| 40139 | Of Edmund Mortimer, who married Philippe, |
| 40140 | Sole daughter unto Lionel Duke of Clarence; |
| 40141 | So, if the issue of the elder son |
| 40142 | Succeed before the younger, I am King. |
| 40143 | WARWICK. What plain proceedings is more plai... |
| 40144 | Henry doth claim the crown from John of Ga... |
| 40145 | The fourth son: York claims it from the th... |
| 40146 | Till Lionel's issue fails, his should not ... |
| 40147 | It fails not yet, but flourishes in thee |
| 40148 | And in thy sons, fair slips of such a stock. |
| 40149 | Then, father Salisbury, kneel we together, |
| 40150 | And in this private plot be we the first |
| 40151 | That shall salute our rightful sovereign |
| 40152 | With honour of his birthright to the crown. |
| 40153 | BOTH. Long live our sovereign Richard, Engla... |
| 40154 | YORK. We thank you, lords. But I am not your... |
| 40155 | Till I be crown'd, and that my sword be st... |
| 40156 | With heart-blood of the house of Lancaster; |
| 40157 | And that's not suddenly to be perform'd, |
| 40158 | But with advice and silent secrecy. |
| 40159 | Do you as I do in these dangerous days: |
| 40160 | Wink at the Duke of Suffolk's insolence, |
| 40161 | At Beaufort's pride, at Somerset's ambition, |
| 40162 | At Buckingham, and all the crew of them, |
| 40163 | Till they have snar'd the shepherd of the ... |
| 40164 | That virtuous prince, the good Duke Humphrey; |
| 40165 | 'Tis that they seek; and they, in seeking ... |
| 40166 | Shall find their deaths, if York can proph... |
| 40167 | SALISBURY. My lord, break we off; we know yo... |
| 40168 | WARWICK. My heart assures me that the Earl o... |
| 40169 | Shall one day make the Duke of York a king. |
| 40170 | YORK. And, Nevil, this I do assure myself, |
| 40171 | Richard shall live to make the Earl of War... |
| 40172 | The greatest man in England but the King. ... |
| 40173 | SCENE III. |
| 40174 | London. A hall of justice |
| 40175 | Sound trumpets. Enter the KING and State: the ... |
| 40176 | SUFFOLK, and SALISBURY, with guard, to banish ... |
| 40177 | the DUCHESS OF GLOUCESTER, MARGERY JOURDAIN, H... |
| 40178 | KING HENRY. Stand forth, Dame Eleanor Cobham... |
| 40179 | In sight of God and us, your guilt is great; |
| 40180 | Receive the sentence of the law for sins |
| 40181 | Such as by God's book are adjudg'd to death. |
| 40182 | You four, from hence to prison back again; |
| 40183 | From thence unto the place of execution: |
| 40184 | The witch in Smithfield shall be burnt to ... |
| 40185 | And you three shall be strangled on the ga... |
| 40186 | You, madam, for you are more nobly born, |
| 40187 | Despoiled of your honour in your life, |
| 40188 | Shall, after three days' open penance done, |
| 40189 | Live in your country here in banishment |
| 40190 | With Sir John Stanley in the Isle of Man. |
| 40191 | DUCHESS. Welcome is banishment; welcome were... |
| 40192 | GLOUCESTER. Eleanor, the law, thou seest, ha... |
| 40193 | I cannot justify whom the law condemns. |
| 40194 | Exeunt the DUCHESS and the other ... |
| 40195 | Mine eyes are full of tears, my heart of g... |
| 40196 | Ah, Humphrey, this dishonour in thine age |
| 40197 | Will bring thy head with sorrow to the gro... |
| 40198 | I beseech your Majesty give me leave to go; |
| 40199 | Sorrow would solace, and mine age would ease. |
| 40200 | KING HENRY. Stay, Humphrey Duke of Glouceste... |
| 40201 | Give up thy staff; Henry will to himself |
| 40202 | Protector be; and God shall be my hope, |
| 40203 | My stay, my guide, and lantern to my feet. |
| 40204 | And go in peace, Humphrey, no less belov'd |
| 40205 | Than when thou wert Protector to thy King. |
| 40206 | QUEEN. I see no reason why a king of years |
| 40207 | Should be to be protected like a child. |
| 40208 | God and King Henry govern England's realm! |
| 40209 | Give up your staff, sir, and the King his ... |
| 40210 | GLOUCESTER. My staff! Here, noble Henry, is ... |
| 40211 | As willingly do I the same resign |
| 40212 | As ere thy father Henry made it mine; |
| 40213 | And even as willingly at thy feet I leave it |
| 40214 | As others would ambitiously receive it. |
| 40215 | Farewell, good King; when I am dead and gone, |
| 40216 | May honourable peace attend thy throne! ... |
| 40217 | QUEEN. Why, now is Henry King, and Margaret ... |
| 40218 | And Humphrey Duke of Gloucester scarce him... |
| 40219 | That bears so shrewd a maim: two pulls at ... |
| 40220 | His lady banish'd and a limb lopp'd off. |
| 40221 | This staff of honour raught, there let it ... |
| 40222 | Where it best fits to be, in Henry's hand. |
| 40223 | SUFFOLK. Thus droops this lofty pine and han... |
| 40224 | Thus Eleanor's pride dies in her youngest ... |
| 40225 | YORK. Lords, let him go. Please it your Maje... |
| 40226 | This is the day appointed for the combat; |
| 40227 | And ready are the appellant and defendant, |
| 40228 | The armourer and his man, to enter the lists, |
| 40229 | So please your Highness to behold the fight. |
| 40230 | QUEEN. Ay, good my lord; for purposely there... |
| 40231 | Left I the court, to see this quarrel tried. |
| 40232 | KING HENRY. A God's name, see the lists and ... |
| 40233 | Here let them end it, and God defend the r... |
| 40234 | YORK. I never saw a fellow worse bested, |
| 40235 | Or more afraid to fight, than is the appel... |
| 40236 | The servant of his armourer, my lords. |
| 40237 | Enter at one door, HORNER, the Armoure... |
| 40238 | NEIGHBOURS, drinking to him so much t... |
| 40239 | drunk; and he enters with a drum befor... |
| 40240 | his staff with a sand-bag fastened to i... |
| 40241 | other door PETER, his man, with a drum... |
| 40242 | and PRENTICES drinking to him |
| 40243 | FIRST NEIGHBOUR. Here, neighbour Horner, I d... |
| 40244 | sack; and fear not, neighbour, you shall d... |
| 40245 | SECOND NEIGHBOUR. And here, neighbour, here'... |
| 40246 | THIRD NEIGHBOUR. And here's a pot of good do... |
| 40247 | drink, and fear not your man. |
| 40248 | HORNER. Let it come, i' faith, and I'll pled... |
| 40249 | for Peter! |
| 40250 | FIRST PRENTICE. Here, Peter, I drink to thee... |
| 40251 | SECOND PRENTICE. Be merry, Peter, and fear n... |
| 40252 | for credit of the prentices. |
| 40253 | PETER. I thank you all. Drink, and pray for ... |
| 40254 | think I have taken my last draught in this... |
| 40255 | if I die, I give thee my apron; and, Will,... |
| 40256 | hammer; and here, Tom, take all the money ... |
| 40257 | bless me, I pray God! for I am never able ... |
| 40258 | he hath learnt so much fence already. |
| 40259 | SALISBURY. Come, leave your drinking and fal... |
| 40260 | Sirrah, what's thy name? |
| 40261 | PETER. Peter, forsooth. |
| 40262 | SALISBURY. Peter? What more? |
| 40263 | PETER. Thump. |
| 40264 | SALISBURY. Thump? Then see thou thump thy ma... |
| 40265 | HORNER. Masters, I am come hither, as it wer... |
| 40266 | instigation, to prove him a knave and myse... |
| 40267 | touching the Duke of York, I will take my ... |
| 40268 | any ill, nor the King, nor the Queen; and ... |
| 40269 | at thee with a down right blow! |
| 40270 | YORK. Dispatch- this knave's tongue begins t... |
| 40271 | Sound, trumpets, alarum to the combatants! |
| 40272 | [Alarum. They fight and PETER... |
| 40273 | HORNER. Hold, Peter, hold! I confess, I conf... |
| 40274 | ... |
| 40275 | YORK. Take away his weapon. Fellow, thank Go... |
| 40276 | thy master's way. |
| 40277 | PETER. O God, have I overcome mine enemies i... |
| 40278 | Peter, thou hast prevail'd in right! |
| 40279 | KING HENRY. Go, take hence that traitor from... |
| 40280 | For by his death we do perceive his guilt; |
| 40281 | And God in justice hath reveal'd to us |
| 40282 | The truth and innocence of this poor fellow, |
| 40283 | Which he had thought to have murder'd wron... |
| 40284 | Come, fellow, follow us for thy reward. |
| 40285 | Sound ... |
| 40286 | SCENE IV. |
| 40287 | London. A street |
| 40288 | Enter DUKE HUMPHREY and his men, in mourning c... |
| 40289 | GLOUCESTER. Thus sometimes hath the brightes... |
| 40290 | And after summer evermore succeeds |
| 40291 | Barren winter, with his wrathful nipping c... |
| 40292 | So cares and joys abound, as seasons fleet. |
| 40293 | Sirs, what's o'clock? |
| 40294 | SERVING-MAN. Ten, my lord. |
| 40295 | GLOUCESTER. Ten is the hour that was appoint... |
| 40296 | To watch the coming of my punish'd duchess. |
| 40297 | Uneath may she endure the flinty streets |
| 40298 | To tread them with her tender-feeling feet. |
| 40299 | Sweet Nell, ill can thy noble mind abrook |
| 40300 | The abject people gazing on thy face, |
| 40301 | With envious looks, laughing at thy shame, |
| 40302 | That erst did follow thy proud chariot wheels |
| 40303 | When thou didst ride in triumph through th... |
| 40304 | But, soft! I think she comes, and I'll pre... |
| 40305 | My tear-stain'd eyes to see her miseries. |
| 40306 | Enter the DUCHESS OF GLOUCESTER in a... |
| 40307 | and a taper burning in her hand, w... |
| 40308 | STANLEY, the SHERIFF, and OFFICERS |
| 40309 | SERVING-MAN. So please your Grace, we'll tak... |
| 40310 | GLOUCESTER. No, stir not for your lives; let... |
| 40311 | DUCHESS. Come you, my lord, to see my open s... |
| 40312 | Now thou dost penance too. Look how they g... |
| 40313 | See how the giddy multitude do point |
| 40314 | And nod their heads and throw their eyes o... |
| 40315 | Ah, Gloucester, hide thee from their hatef... |
| 40316 | And, in thy closet pent up, rue my shame |
| 40317 | And ban thine enemies, both mine and thine! |
| 40318 | GLOUCESTER. Be patient, gentle Nell; forget ... |
| 40319 | DUCHESS. Ah, Gloucester, teach me to forget ... |
| 40320 | For whilst I think I am thy married wife |
| 40321 | And thou a prince, Protector of this land, |
| 40322 | Methinks I should not thus be led along, |
| 40323 | Mail'd up in shame, with papers on my back, |
| 40324 | And follow'd with a rabble that rejoice |
| 40325 | To see my tears and hear my deep-fet groans. |
| 40326 | The ruthless flint doth cut my tender feet, |
| 40327 | And when I start, the envious people laugh |
| 40328 | And bid me be advised how I tread. |
| 40329 | Ah, Humphrey, can I bear this shameful yoke? |
| 40330 | Trowest thou that e'er I'll look upon the ... |
| 40331 | Or count them happy that enjoy the sun? |
| 40332 | No; dark shall be my light and night my day; |
| 40333 | To think upon my pomp shall be my hell. |
| 40334 | Sometimes I'll say I am Duke Humphrey's wife, |
| 40335 | And he a prince, and ruler of the land; |
| 40336 | Yet so he rul'd, and such a prince he was, |
| 40337 | As he stood by whilst I, his forlorn duchess, |
| 40338 | Was made a wonder and a pointing-stock |
| 40339 | To every idle rascal follower. |
| 40340 | But be thou mild, and blush not at my shame, |
| 40341 | Nor stir at nothing till the axe of death |
| 40342 | Hang over thee, as sure it shortly will. |
| 40343 | For Suffolk- he that can do all in all |
| 40344 | With her that hateth thee and hates us all- |
| 40345 | And York, and impious Beaufort, that false... |
| 40346 | Have all lim'd bushes to betray thy wings, |
| 40347 | And, fly thou how thou canst, they'll tang... |
| 40348 | But fear not thou until thy foot be snar'd, |
| 40349 | Nor never seek prevention of thy foes. |
| 40350 | GLOUCESTER. Ah, Nell, forbear! Thou aimest a... |
| 40351 | I must offend before I be attainted; |
| 40352 | And had I twenty times so many foes, |
| 40353 | And each of them had twenty times their po... |
| 40354 | All these could not procure me any scathe |
| 40355 | So long as I am loyal, true, and crimeless. |
| 40356 | Wouldst have me rescue thee from this repr... |
| 40357 | Why, yet thy scandal were not wip'd away, |
| 40358 | But I in danger for the breach of law. |
| 40359 | Thy greatest help is quiet, gentle Nell. |
| 40360 | I pray thee sort thy heart to patience; |
| 40361 | These few days' wonder will be quickly worn. |
| 40362 | Enter a HERALD |
| 40363 | HERALD. I summon your Grace to his Majesty's... |
| 40364 | Holden at Bury the first of this next month. |
| 40365 | GLOUCESTER. And my consent ne'er ask'd herei... |
| 40366 | This is close dealing. Well, I will be the... |
| 40367 | My Nell, I take my leave- and, master sher... |
| 40368 | Let not her penance exceed the King's comm... |
| 40369 | SHERIFF. An't please your Grace, here my com... |
| 40370 | And Sir John Stanley is appointed now |
| 40371 | To take her with him to the Isle of Man. |
| 40372 | GLOUCESTER. Must you, Sir John, protect my l... |
| 40373 | STANLEY. So am I given in charge, may't plea... |
| 40374 | GLOUCESTER. Entreat her not the worse in tha... |
| 40375 | You use her well; the world may laugh again, |
| 40376 | And I may live to do you kindness if |
| 40377 | You do it her. And so, Sir John, farewell. |
| 40378 | DUCHESS. What, gone, my lord, and bid me not... |
| 40379 | GLOUCESTER. Witness my tears, I cannot stay ... |
| 40380 | Exeunt GLOUC... |
| 40381 | DUCHESS. Art thou gone too? All comfort go w... |
| 40382 | For none abides with me. My joy is death- |
| 40383 | Death, at whose name I oft have been afeard, |
| 40384 | Because I wish'd this world's eternity. |
| 40385 | Stanley, I prithee go, and take me hence; |
| 40386 | I care not whither, for I beg no favour, |
| 40387 | Only convey me where thou art commanded. |
| 40388 | STANLEY. Why, madam, that is to the Isle of ... |
| 40389 | There to be us'd according to your state. |
| 40390 | DUCHESS. That's bad enough, for I am but rep... |
| 40391 | And shall I then be us'd reproachfully? |
| 40392 | STANLEY. Like to a duchess and Duke Humphrey... |
| 40393 | According to that state you shall be us'd. |
| 40394 | DUCHESS. Sheriff, farewell, and better than ... |
| 40395 | Although thou hast been conduct of my shame. |
| 40396 | SHERIFF. It is my office; and, madam, pardon... |
| 40397 | DUCHESS. Ay, ay, farewell; thy office is dis... |
| 40398 | Come, Stanley, shall we go? |
| 40399 | STANLEY. Madam, your penance done, throw off... |
| 40400 | And go we to attire you for our journey. |
| 40401 | DUCHESS. My shame will not be shifted with m... |
| 40402 | No, it will hang upon my richest robes |
| 40403 | And show itself, attire me how I can. |
| 40404 | Go, lead the way; I long to see my prison.... |
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| 40413 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 40414 | The Abbey at Bury St. Edmunds |
| 40415 | Sound a sennet. Enter the KING, the QUEEN, CAR... |
| 40416 | BUCKINGHAM, SALISBURY, and WARWICK, to the Par... |
| 40417 | KING HENRY. I muse my Lord of Gloucester is ... |
| 40418 | 'Tis not his wont to be the hindmost man, |
| 40419 | Whate'er occasion keeps him from us now. |
| 40420 | QUEEN. Can you not see, or will ye not observe |
| 40421 | The strangeness of his alter'd countenance? |
| 40422 | With what a majesty he bears himself; |
| 40423 | How insolent of late he is become, |
| 40424 | How proud, how peremptory, and unlike hims... |
| 40425 | We know the time since he was mild and aff... |
| 40426 | And if we did but glance a far-off look |
| 40427 | Immediately he was upon his knee, |
| 40428 | That all the court admir'd him for submiss... |
| 40429 | But meet him now and be it in the morn, |
| 40430 | When every one will give the time of day, |
| 40431 | He knits his brow and shows an angry eye |
| 40432 | And passeth by with stiff unbowed knee, |
| 40433 | Disdaining duty that to us belongs. |
| 40434 | Small curs are not regarded when they grin, |
| 40435 | But great men tremble when the lion roars, |
| 40436 | And Humphrey is no little man in England. |
| 40437 | First note that he is near you in descent, |
| 40438 | And should you fall he is the next will mo... |
| 40439 | Me seemeth, then, it is no policy- |
| 40440 | Respecting what a rancorous mind he bears, |
| 40441 | And his advantage following your decease- |
| 40442 | That he should come about your royal person |
| 40443 | Or be admitted to your Highness' Council. |
| 40444 | By flattery hath he won the commons' hearts; |
| 40445 | And when he please to make commotion, |
| 40446 | 'Tis to be fear'd they all will follow him. |
| 40447 | Now 'tis the spring, and weeds are shallow... |
| 40448 | Suffer them now, and they'll o'ergrow the ... |
| 40449 | And choke the herbs for want of husbandry. |
| 40450 | The reverent care I bear unto my lord |
| 40451 | Made me collect these dangers in the Duke. |
| 40452 | If it be fond, can it a woman's fear; |
| 40453 | Which fear if better reasons can supplant, |
| 40454 | I will subscribe, and say I wrong'd the Duke. |
| 40455 | My Lord of Suffolk, Buckingham, and York, |
| 40456 | Reprove my allegation if you can, |
| 40457 | Or else conclude my words effectual. |
| 40458 | SUFFOLK. Well hath your Highness seen into t... |
| 40459 | And had I first been put to speak my mind, |
| 40460 | I think I should have told your Grace's tale. |
| 40461 | The Duchess, by his subornation, |
| 40462 | Upon my life, began her devilish practices; |
| 40463 | Or if he were not privy to those faults, |
| 40464 | Yet by reputing of his high descent- |
| 40465 | As next the King he was successive heir- |
| 40466 | And such high vaunts of his nobility, |
| 40467 | Did instigate the bedlam brainsick Duchess |
| 40468 | By wicked means to frame our sovereign's f... |
| 40469 | Smooth runs the water where the brook is d... |
| 40470 | And in his simple show he harbours treason. |
| 40471 | The fox barks not when he would steal the ... |
| 40472 | No, no, my sovereign, Gloucester is a man |
| 40473 | Unsounded yet, and full of deep deceit. |
| 40474 | CARDINAL. Did he not, contrary to form of law, |
| 40475 | Devise strange deaths for small offences d... |
| 40476 | YORK. And did he not, in his protectorship, |
| 40477 | Levy great sums of money through the realm |
| 40478 | For soldiers' pay in France, and never sen... |
| 40479 | By means whereof the towns each day revolted. |
| 40480 | BUCKINGHAM. Tut, these are petty faults to f... |
| 40481 | Which time will bring to light in smooth D... |
| 40482 | KING HENRY. My lords, at once: the care you ... |
| 40483 | To mow down thorns that would annoy our foot, |
| 40484 | Is worthy praise; but shall I speak my con... |
| 40485 | Our kinsman Gloucester is as innocent |
| 40486 | From meaning treason to our royal person |
| 40487 | As is the sucking lamb or harmless dove: |
| 40488 | The Duke is virtuous, mild, and too well g... |
| 40489 | To dream on evil or to work my downfall. |
| 40490 | QUEEN. Ah, what's more dangerous than this f... |
| 40491 | Seems he a dove? His feathers are but borr... |
| 40492 | For he's disposed as the hateful raven. |
| 40493 | Is he a lamb? His skin is surely lent him, |
| 40494 | For he's inclin'd as is the ravenous wolf. |
| 40495 | Who cannot steal a shape that means deceit? |
| 40496 | Take heed, my lord; the welfare of us all |
| 40497 | Hangs on the cutting short that fraudful man. |
| 40498 | Enter SOMERSET |
| 40499 | SOMERSET. All health unto my gracious sovere... |
| 40500 | KING HENRY. Welcome, Lord Somerset. What new... |
| 40501 | SOMERSET. That all your interest in those te... |
| 40502 | Is utterly bereft you; all is lost. |
| 40503 | KING HENRY. Cold news, Lord Somerset; but Go... |
| 40504 | YORK. [Aside] Cold news for me; for I had ho... |
| 40505 | As firmly as I hope for fertile England. |
| 40506 | Thus are my blossoms blasted in the bud, |
| 40507 | And caterpillars eat my leaves away; |
| 40508 | But I will remedy this gear ere long, |
| 40509 | Or sell my title for a glorious grave. |
| 40510 | Enter GLOUCESTER |
| 40511 | GLOUCESTER. All happiness unto my lord the K... |
| 40512 | Pardon, my liege, that I have stay'd so long. |
| 40513 | SUFFOLK. Nay, Gloucester, know that thou art... |
| 40514 | Unless thou wert more loyal than thou art. |
| 40515 | I do arrest thee of high treason here. |
| 40516 | GLOUCESTER. Well, Suffolk, thou shalt not se... |
| 40517 | Nor change my countenance for this arrest: |
| 40518 | A heart unspotted is not easily daunted. |
| 40519 | The purest spring is not so free from mud |
| 40520 | As I am clear from treason to my sovereign. |
| 40521 | Who can accuse me? Wherein am I guilty? |
| 40522 | YORK. 'Tis thought, my lord, that you took b... |
| 40523 | And, being Protector, stay'd the soldiers'... |
| 40524 | By means whereof his Highness hath lost Fr... |
| 40525 | GLOUCESTER. Is it but thought so? What are t... |
| 40526 | I never robb'd the soldiers of their pay |
| 40527 | Nor ever had one penny bribe from France. |
| 40528 | So help me God, as I have watch'd the nigh... |
| 40529 | Ay, night by night- in studying good for E... |
| 40530 | That doit that e'er I wrested from the King, |
| 40531 | Or any groat I hoarded to my use, |
| 40532 | Be brought against me at my trial-day! |
| 40533 | No; many a pound of mine own proper store, |
| 40534 | Because I would not tax the needy commons, |
| 40535 | Have I dispursed to the garrisons, |
| 40536 | And never ask'd for restitution. |
| 40537 | CARDINAL. It serves you well, my lord, to sa... |
| 40538 | GLOUCESTER. I say no more than truth, so hel... |
| 40539 | YORK. In your protectorship you did devise |
| 40540 | Strange tortures for offenders, never hear... |
| 40541 | That England was defam'd by tyranny. |
| 40542 | GLOUCESTER. Why, 'tis well known that whiles... |
| 40543 | Pity was all the fault that was in me; |
| 40544 | For I should melt at an offender's tears, |
| 40545 | And lowly words were ransom for their fault. |
| 40546 | Unless it were a bloody murderer, |
| 40547 | Or foul felonious thief that fleec'd poor ... |
| 40548 | I never gave them condign punishment. |
| 40549 | Murder indeed, that bloody sin, I tortur'd |
| 40550 | Above the felon or what trespass else. |
| 40551 | SUFFOLK. My lord, these faults are easy, qui... |
| 40552 | But mightier crimes are laid unto your cha... |
| 40553 | Whereof you cannot easily purge yourself. |
| 40554 | I do arrest you in His Highness' name, |
| 40555 | And here commit you to my Lord Cardinal |
| 40556 | To keep until your further time of trial. |
| 40557 | KING HENRY. My Lord of Gloucester, 'tis my s... |
| 40558 | That you will clear yourself from all susp... |
| 40559 | My conscience tells me you are innocent. |
| 40560 | GLOUCESTER. Ah, gracious lord, these days ar... |
| 40561 | Virtue is chok'd with foul ambition, |
| 40562 | And charity chas'd hence by rancour's hand; |
| 40563 | Foul subornation is predominant, |
| 40564 | And equity exil'd your Highness' land. |
| 40565 | I know their complot is to have my life; |
| 40566 | And if my death might make this island happy |
| 40567 | And prove the period of their tyranny, |
| 40568 | I would expend it with all willingness. |
| 40569 | But mine is made the prologue to their play; |
| 40570 | For thousands more that yet suspect no peril |
| 40571 | Will not conclude their plotted tragedy. |
| 40572 | Beaufort's red sparkling eyes blab his hea... |
| 40573 | And Suffolk's cloudy brow his stormy hate; |
| 40574 | Sharp Buckingham unburdens with his tongue |
| 40575 | The envious load that lies upon his heart; |
| 40576 | And dogged York, that reaches at the moon, |
| 40577 | Whose overweening arm I have pluck'd back, |
| 40578 | By false accuse doth level at my life. |
| 40579 | And you, my sovereign lady, with the rest, |
| 40580 | Causeless have laid disgraces on my head, |
| 40581 | And with your best endeavour have stirr'd up |
| 40582 | My liefest liege to be mine enemy; |
| 40583 | Ay, all of you have laid your heads together- |
| 40584 | Myself had notice of your conventicles- |
| 40585 | And all to make away my guiltless life. |
| 40586 | I shall not want false witness to condemn me |
| 40587 | Nor store of treasons to augment my guilt. |
| 40588 | The ancient proverb will be well effected: |
| 40589 | 'A staff is quickly found to beat a dog.' |
| 40590 | CARDINAL. My liege, his railing is intolerable. |
| 40591 | If those that care to keep your royal person |
| 40592 | From treason's secret knife and traitor's ... |
| 40593 | Be thus upbraided, chid, and rated at, |
| 40594 | And the offender granted scope of speech, |
| 40595 | 'Twill make them cool in zeal unto your Gr... |
| 40596 | SUFFOLK. Hath he not twit our sovereign lady... |
| 40597 | With ignominious words, though clerkly cou... |
| 40598 | As if she had suborned some to swear |
| 40599 | False allegations to o'erthrow his state? |
| 40600 | QUEEN. But I can give the loser leave to chide. |
| 40601 | GLOUCESTER. Far truer spoke than meant: I lo... |
| 40602 | Beshrew the winners, for they play'd me fa... |
| 40603 | And well such losers may have leave to speak. |
| 40604 | BUCKINGHAM. He'll wrest the sense, and hold ... |
| 40605 | Lord Cardinal, he is your prisoner. |
| 40606 | CARDINAL. Sirs, take away the Duke, and guar... |
| 40607 | GLOUCESTER. Ah, thus King Henry throws away ... |
| 40608 | Before his legs be firm to bear his body! |
| 40609 | Thus is the shepherd beaten from thy side, |
| 40610 | And wolves are gnarling who shall gnaw the... |
| 40611 | Ah, that my fear were false! ah, that it w... |
| 40612 | For, good King Henry, thy decay I fear. ... |
| 40613 | KING HENRY. My lords, what to your wisdoms s... |
| 40614 | Do or undo, as if ourself were here. |
| 40615 | QUEEN. What, will your Highness leave the Pa... |
| 40616 | KING HENRY. Ay, Margaret; my heart is drown'... |
| 40617 | Whose flood begins to flow within mine eyes; |
| 40618 | My body round engirt with misery- |
| 40619 | For what's more miserable than discontent? |
| 40620 | Ah, uncle Humphrey, in thy face I see |
| 40621 | The map of honour, truth, and loyalty! |
| 40622 | And yet, good Humphrey, is the hour to come |
| 40623 | That e'er I prov'd thee false or fear'd th... |
| 40624 | What louring star now envies thy estate |
| 40625 | That these great lords, and Margaret our Q... |
| 40626 | Do seek subversion of thy harmless life? |
| 40627 | Thou never didst them wrong, nor no man wr... |
| 40628 | And as the butcher takes away the calf, |
| 40629 | And binds the wretch, and beats it when it... |
| 40630 | Bearing it to the bloody slaughter-house, |
| 40631 | Even so, remorseless, have they borne him ... |
| 40632 | And as the dam runs lowing up and down, |
| 40633 | Looking the way her harmless young one went, |
| 40634 | And can do nought but wail her darling's l... |
| 40635 | Even so myself bewails good Gloucester's case |
| 40636 | With sad unhelpful tears, and with dimm'd ... |
| 40637 | Look after him, and cannot do him good, |
| 40638 | So mighty are his vowed enemies. |
| 40639 | His fortunes I will weep, and 'twixt each ... |
| 40640 | Say 'Who's a traitor? Gloucester he is non... |
| 40641 | QUEEN. Free lords, cold snow melts with the ... |
| 40642 | Henry my lord is cold in great affairs, |
| 40643 | Too full of foolish pity; and Gloucester's... |
| 40644 | Beguiles him as the mournful crocodile |
| 40645 | With sorrow snares relenting passengers; |
| 40646 | Or as the snake, roll'd in a flow'ring bank, |
| 40647 | With shining checker'd slough, doth sting ... |
| 40648 | That for the beauty thinks it excellent. |
| 40649 | Believe me, lords, were none more wise tha... |
| 40650 | And yet herein I judge mine own wit good- |
| 40651 | This Gloucester should be quickly rid the ... |
| 40652 | To rid us from the fear we have of him. |
| 40653 | CARDINAL. That he should die is worthy policy; |
| 40654 | But yet we want a colour for his death. |
| 40655 | 'Tis meet he be condemn'd by course of law. |
| 40656 | SUFFOLK. But, in my mind, that were no policy: |
| 40657 | The King will labour still to save his life; |
| 40658 | The commons haply rise to save his life; |
| 40659 | And yet we have but trivial argument, |
| 40660 | More than mistrust, that shows him worthy ... |
| 40661 | YORK. So that, by this, you would not have h... |
| 40662 | SUFFOLK. Ah, York, no man alive so fain as I! |
| 40663 | YORK. 'Tis York that hath more reason for hi... |
| 40664 | But, my Lord Cardinal, and you, my Lord of... |
| 40665 | Say as you think, and speak it from your s... |
| 40666 | Were't not all one an empty eagle were set |
| 40667 | To guard the chicken from a hungry kite |
| 40668 | As place Duke Humphrey for the King's Prot... |
| 40669 | QUEEN. So the poor chicken should be sure of... |
| 40670 | SUFFOLK. Madam, 'tis true; and were't not ma... |
| 40671 | To make the fox surveyor of the fold? |
| 40672 | Who being accus'd a crafty murderer, |
| 40673 | His guilt should be but idly posted over, |
| 40674 | Because his purpose is not executed. |
| 40675 | No; let him die, in that he is a fox, |
| 40676 | By nature prov'd an enemy to the flock, |
| 40677 | Before his chaps be stain'd with crimson b... |
| 40678 | As Humphrey, prov'd by reasons, to my liege. |
| 40679 | And do not stand on quillets how to slay him; |
| 40680 | Be it by gins, by snares, by subtlety, |
| 40681 | Sleeping or waking, 'tis no matter how, |
| 40682 | So he be dead; for that is good deceit |
| 40683 | Which mates him first that first intends d... |
| 40684 | QUEEN. Thrice-noble Suffolk, 'tis resolutely... |
| 40685 | SUFFOLK. Not resolute, except so much were d... |
| 40686 | For things are often spoke and seldom meant; |
| 40687 | But that my heart accordeth with my tongue, |
| 40688 | Seeing the deed is meritorious, |
| 40689 | And to preserve my sovereign from his foe, |
| 40690 | Say but the word, and I will be his priest. |
| 40691 | CARDINAL. But I would have him dead, my Lord... |
| 40692 | Ere you can take due orders for a priest; |
| 40693 | Say you consent and censure well the deed, |
| 40694 | And I'll provide his executioner- |
| 40695 | I tender so the safety of my liege. |
| 40696 | SUFFOLK. Here is my hand the deed is worthy ... |
| 40697 | QUEEN. And so say I. |
| 40698 | YORK. And I. And now we three have spoke it, |
| 40699 | It skills not greatly who impugns our doom. |
| 40700 | Enter a POST |
| 40701 | POST. Great lords, from Ireland am I come amain |
| 40702 | To signify that rebels there are up |
| 40703 | And put the Englishmen unto the sword. |
| 40704 | Send succours, lords, and stop the rage be... |
| 40705 | Before the wound do grow uncurable; |
| 40706 | For, being green, there is great hope of h... |
| 40707 | CARDINAL. A breach that craves a quick exped... |
| 40708 | What counsel give you in this weighty cause? |
| 40709 | YORK. That Somerset be sent as Regent thither; |
| 40710 | 'Tis meet that lucky ruler be employ'd, |
| 40711 | Witness the fortune he hath had in France. |
| 40712 | SOMERSET. If York, with all his far-fet policy, |
| 40713 | Had been the Regent there instead of me, |
| 40714 | He never would have stay'd in France so long. |
| 40715 | YORK. No, not to lose it all as thou hast done. |
| 40716 | I rather would have lost my life betimes |
| 40717 | Than bring a burden of dishonour home |
| 40718 | By staying there so long till all were lost. |
| 40719 | Show me one scar character'd on thy skin: |
| 40720 | Men's flesh preserv'd so whole do seldom win. |
| 40721 | QUEEN. Nay then, this spark will prove a rag... |
| 40722 | If wind and fuel be brought to feed it with; |
| 40723 | No more, good York; sweet Somerset, be still. |
| 40724 | Thy fortune, York, hadst thou been Regent ... |
| 40725 | Might happily have prov'd far worse than his. |
| 40726 | YORK. What, worse than nought? Nay, then a s... |
| 40727 | SOMERSET. And in the number, thee that wishe... |
| 40728 | CARDINAL. My Lord of York, try what your for... |
| 40729 | Th' uncivil kerns of Ireland are in arms |
| 40730 | And temper clay with blood of Englishmen; |
| 40731 | To Ireland will you lead a band of men, |
| 40732 | Collected choicely, from each county some, |
| 40733 | And try your hap against the Irishmen? |
| 40734 | YORK. I will, my lord, so please his Majesty. |
| 40735 | SUFFOLK. Why, our authority is his consent, |
| 40736 | And what we do establish he confirms; |
| 40737 | Then, noble York, take thou this task in h... |
| 40738 | YORK. I am content; provide me soldiers, lords, |
| 40739 | Whiles I take order for mine own affairs. |
| 40740 | SUFFOLK. A charge, Lord York, that I will se... |
| 40741 | But now return we to the false Duke Humphrey. |
| 40742 | CARDINAL. No more of him; for I will deal wi... |
| 40743 | That henceforth he shall trouble us no more. |
| 40744 | And so break off; the day is almost spent. |
| 40745 | Lord Suffolk, you and I must talk of that ... |
| 40746 | YORK. My Lord of Suffolk, within fourteen da... |
| 40747 | At Bristol I expect my soldiers; |
| 40748 | For there I'll ship them all for Ireland. |
| 40749 | SUFFOLK. I'll see it truly done, my Lord of ... |
| 40750 | E... |
| 40751 | YORK. Now, York, or never, steel thy fearful... |
| 40752 | And change misdoubt to resolution; |
| 40753 | Be that thou hop'st to be; or what thou art |
| 40754 | Resign to death- it is not worth th' enjoy... |
| 40755 | Let pale-fac'd fear keep with the mean-bor... |
| 40756 | And find no harbour in a royal heart. |
| 40757 | Faster than spring-time show'rs comes thou... |
| 40758 | And not a thought but thinks on dignity. |
| 40759 | My brain, more busy than the labouring spi... |
| 40760 | Weaves tedious snares to trap mine enemies. |
| 40761 | Well, nobles, well, 'tis politicly done |
| 40762 | To send me packing with an host of men. |
| 40763 | I fear me you but warm the starved snake, |
| 40764 | Who, cherish'd in your breasts, will sting... |
| 40765 | 'Twas men I lack'd, and you will give them... |
| 40766 | I take it kindly. Yet be well assur'd |
| 40767 | You put sharp weapons in a madman's hands. |
| 40768 | Whiles I in Ireland nourish a mighty band, |
| 40769 | I will stir up in England some black storm |
| 40770 | Shall blow ten thousand souls to heaven or... |
| 40771 | And this fell tempest shall not cease to rage |
| 40772 | Until the golden circuit on my head, |
| 40773 | Like to the glorious sun's transparent beams, |
| 40774 | Do calm the fury of this mad-bred flaw. |
| 40775 | And for a minister of my intent |
| 40776 | I have seduc'd a headstrong Kentishman, |
| 40777 | John Cade of Ashford, |
| 40778 | To make commotion, as full well he can, |
| 40779 | Under the tide of John Mortimer. |
| 40780 | In Ireland have I seen this stubborn Cade |
| 40781 | Oppose himself against a troop of kerns, |
| 40782 | And fought so long tiff that his thighs wi... |
| 40783 | Were almost like a sharp-quill'd porpentine; |
| 40784 | And in the end being rescu'd, I have seen |
| 40785 | Him caper upright like a wild Morisco, |
| 40786 | Shaking the bloody darts as he his bells. |
| 40787 | Full often, like a shag-hair'd crafty kern, |
| 40788 | Hath he conversed with the enemy, |
| 40789 | And undiscover'd come to me again |
| 40790 | And given me notice of their villainies. |
| 40791 | This devil here shall be my substitute; |
| 40792 | For that John Mortimer, which now is dead, |
| 40793 | In face, in gait, in speech, he doth resem... |
| 40794 | By this I shall perceive the commons' mind, |
| 40795 | How they affect the house and claim of York. |
| 40796 | Say he be taken, rack'd, and tortured; |
| 40797 | I know no pain they can inflict upon him |
| 40798 | Will make him say I mov'd him to those arms. |
| 40799 | Say that he thrive, as 'tis great like he ... |
| 40800 | Why, then from Ireland come I with my stre... |
| 40801 | And reap the harvest which that rascal sow'd; |
| 40802 | For Humphrey being dead, as he shall be, |
| 40803 | And Henry put apart, the next for me. ... |
| 40804 | SCENE II. |
| 40805 | Bury St. Edmunds. A room of state |
| 40806 | Enter two or three MURDERERS running over the ... |
| 40807 | from the murder of DUKE HUMPHREY |
| 40808 | FIRST MURDERER. Run to my Lord of Suffolk; l... |
| 40809 | We have dispatch'd the Duke, as he commanded. |
| 40810 | SECOND MURDERER. O that it were to do! What ... |
| 40811 | Didst ever hear a man so penitent? |
| 40812 | Enter SUFFOLK |
| 40813 | FIRST MURDERER. Here comes my lord. |
| 40814 | SUFFOLK. Now, sirs, have you dispatch'd this... |
| 40815 | FIRST MURDERER. Ay, my good lord, he's dead. |
| 40816 | SUFFOLK. Why, that's well said. Go, get you ... |
| 40817 | I will reward you for this venturous deed. |
| 40818 | The King and all the peers are here at hand. |
| 40819 | Have you laid fair the bed? Is all things ... |
| 40820 | According as I gave directions? |
| 40821 | FIRST MURDERER. 'Tis, my good lord. |
| 40822 | SUFFOLK. Away! be gone. ... |
| 40823 | Sound trumpets. Enter the KING, t... |
| 40824 | CARDINAL, SOMERSET, with atten... |
| 40825 | KING HENRY. Go call our uncle to our presenc... |
| 40826 | Say we intend to try his Grace to-day, |
| 40827 | If he be guilty, as 'tis published. |
| 40828 | SUFFOLK. I'll call him presently, my noble l... |
| 40829 | KING HENRY. Lords, take your places; and, I ... |
| 40830 | Proceed no straiter 'gainst our uncle Glou... |
| 40831 | Than from true evidence, of good esteem, |
| 40832 | He be approv'd in practice culpable. |
| 40833 | QUEEN. God forbid any malice should prevail |
| 40834 | That faultless may condemn a nobleman! |
| 40835 | Pray God he may acquit him of suspicion! |
| 40836 | KING HENRY. I thank thee, Meg; these words c... |
| 40837 | Re-enter SUFFOLK |
| 40838 | How now! Why look'st thou pale? Why trembl... |
| 40839 | Where is our uncle? What's the matter, Suf... |
| 40840 | SUFFOLK. Dead in his bed, my lord; Glouceste... |
| 40841 | QUEEN. Marry, God forfend! |
| 40842 | CARDINAL. God's secret judgment! I did dream... |
| 40843 | The Duke was dumb and could not speak a word. |
| 40844 | ... |
| 40845 | QUEEN. How fares my lord? Help, lords! The K... |
| 40846 | SOMERSET. Rear up his body; wring him by the... |
| 40847 | QUEEN. Run, go, help, help! O Henry, ope thi... |
| 40848 | SUFFOLK. He doth revive again; madam, be pat... |
| 40849 | KING. O heavenly God! |
| 40850 | QUEEN. How fares my gracious lord? |
| 40851 | SUFFOLK. Comfort, my sovereign! Gracious Hen... |
| 40852 | KING HENRY. What, doth my Lord of Suffolk co... |
| 40853 | Came he right now to sing a raven's note, |
| 40854 | Whose dismal tune bereft my vital pow'rs; |
| 40855 | And thinks he that the chirping of a wren, |
| 40856 | By crying comfort from a hollow breast, |
| 40857 | Can chase away the first conceived sound? |
| 40858 | Hide not thy poison with such sug'red words; |
| 40859 | Lay not thy hands on me; forbear, I say, |
| 40860 | Their touch affrights me as a serpent's st... |
| 40861 | Thou baleful messenger, out of my sight! |
| 40862 | Upon thy eye-balls murderous tyranny |
| 40863 | Sits in grim majesty to fright the world. |
| 40864 | Look not upon me, for thine eyes are wound... |
| 40865 | Yet do not go away; come, basilisk, |
| 40866 | And kill the innocent gazer with thy sight; |
| 40867 | For in the shade of death I shall find joy- |
| 40868 | In life but double death,'now Gloucester's... |
| 40869 | QUEEN. Why do you rate my Lord of Suffolk thus? |
| 40870 | Although the Duke was enemy to him, |
| 40871 | Yet he most Christian-like laments his death; |
| 40872 | And for myself- foe as he was to me- |
| 40873 | Might liquid tears, or heart-offending gro... |
| 40874 | Or blood-consuming sighs, recall his life, |
| 40875 | I would be blind with weeping, sick with g... |
| 40876 | Look pale as primrose with blood-drinking ... |
| 40877 | And all to have the noble Duke alive. |
| 40878 | What know I how the world may deem of me? |
| 40879 | For it is known we were but hollow friends: |
| 40880 | It may be judg'd I made the Duke away; |
| 40881 | So shall my name with slander's tongue be ... |
| 40882 | And princes' courts be fill'd with my repr... |
| 40883 | This get I by his death. Ay me, unhappy! |
| 40884 | To be a queen and crown'd with infamy! |
| 40885 | KING HENRY. Ah, woe is me for Gloucester, wr... |
| 40886 | QUEEN. Be woe for me, more wretched than he is. |
| 40887 | What, dost thou turn away, and hide thy face? |
| 40888 | I am no loathsome leper- look on me. |
| 40889 | What, art thou like the adder waxen deaf? |
| 40890 | Be poisonous too, and kill thy forlorn Queen. |
| 40891 | Is all thy comfort shut in Gloucester's tomb? |
| 40892 | Why, then Dame Margaret was ne'er thy joy. |
| 40893 | Erect his statue and worship it, |
| 40894 | And make my image but an alehouse sign. |
| 40895 | Was I for this nigh wreck'd upon the sea, |
| 40896 | And twice by awkward wind from England's bank |
| 40897 | Drove back again unto my native clime? |
| 40898 | What boded this but well-forewarning wind |
| 40899 | Did seem to say 'Seek not a scorpion's nest, |
| 40900 | Nor set no footing on this unkind shore'? |
| 40901 | What did I then but curs'd the gentle gusts, |
| 40902 | And he that loos'd them forth their brazen... |
| 40903 | And bid them blow towards England's blesse... |
| 40904 | Or turn our stern upon a dreadful rock? |
| 40905 | Yet Aeolus would not be a murderer, |
| 40906 | But left that hateful office unto thee. |
| 40907 | The pretty-vaulting sea refus'd to drown me, |
| 40908 | Knowing that thou wouldst have me drown'd ... |
| 40909 | With tears as salt as sea through thy unki... |
| 40910 | The splitting rocks cow'r'd in the sinking... |
| 40911 | And would not dash me with their ragged si... |
| 40912 | Because thy flinty heart, more hard than t... |
| 40913 | Might in thy palace perish Margaret. |
| 40914 | As far as I could ken thy chalky cliffs, |
| 40915 | When from thy shore the tempest beat us back, |
| 40916 | I stood upon the hatches in the storm; |
| 40917 | And when the dusky sky began to rob |
| 40918 | My earnest-gaping sight of thy land's view, |
| 40919 | I took a costly jewel from my neck- |
| 40920 | A heart it was, bound in with diamonds- |
| 40921 | And threw it towards thy land. The sea rec... |
| 40922 | And so I wish'd thy body might my heart. |
| 40923 | And even with this I lost fair England's v... |
| 40924 | And bid mine eyes be packing with my heart, |
| 40925 | And call'd them blind and dusky spectacles |
| 40926 | For losing ken of Albion's wished coast. |
| 40927 | How often have I tempted Suffolk's tongue- |
| 40928 | The agent of thy foul inconstancy- |
| 40929 | To sit and witch me, as Ascanius did |
| 40930 | When he to madding Dido would unfold |
| 40931 | His father's acts commenc'd in burning Troy! |
| 40932 | Am I not witch'd like her? Or thou not fal... |
| 40933 | Ay me, I can no more! Die, Margaret, |
| 40934 | For Henry weeps that thou dost live so long. |
| 40935 | Noise within. Enter WARWICK, SA... |
| 40936 | and many commons |
| 40937 | WARWICK. It is reported, mighty sovereign, |
| 40938 | That good Duke Humphrey traitorously is mu... |
| 40939 | By Suffolk and the Cardinal Beaufort's means. |
| 40940 | The commons, like an angry hive of bees |
| 40941 | That want their leader, scatter up and down |
| 40942 | And care not who they sting in his revenge. |
| 40943 | Myself have calm'd their spleenful mutiny |
| 40944 | Until they hear the order of his death. |
| 40945 | KING HENRY. That he is dead, good Warwick, '... |
| 40946 | But how he died God knows, not Henry. |
| 40947 | Enter his chamber, view his breathless cor... |
| 40948 | And comment then upon his sudden death. |
| 40949 | WARWICK. That shall I do, my liege. Stay, Sa... |
| 40950 | With the rude multitude till I return. ... |
| 40951 | Exit SALISB... |
| 40952 | KING HENRY. O Thou that judgest all things, ... |
| 40953 | My thoughts that labour to persuade my soul |
| 40954 | Some violent hands were laid on Humphrey's... |
| 40955 | If my suspect be false, forgive me, God; |
| 40956 | For judgment only doth belong to Thee. |
| 40957 | Fain would I go to chafe his paly lips |
| 40958 | With twenty thousand kisses and to drain |
| 40959 | Upon his face an ocean of salt tears |
| 40960 | To tell my love unto his dumb deaf trunk; |
| 40961 | And with my fingers feel his hand un-feeling; |
| 40962 | But all in vain are these mean obsequies; |
| 40963 | And to survey his dead and earthy image, |
| 40964 | What were it but to make my sorrow greater? |
| 40965 | Bed put forth with the body. En... |
| 40966 | WARWICK. Come hither, gracious sovereign, vi... |
| 40967 | KING HENRY. That is to see how deep my grave... |
| 40968 | For with his soul fled all my worldly solace, |
| 40969 | For, seeing him, I see my life in death. |
| 40970 | WARWICK. As surely as my soul intends to live |
| 40971 | With that dread King that took our state u... |
| 40972 | To free us from his Father's wrathful curse, |
| 40973 | I do believe that violent hands were laid |
| 40974 | Upon the life of this thrice-famed Duke. |
| 40975 | SUFFOLK. A dreadful oath, sworn with a solem... |
| 40976 | What instance gives Lord Warwick for his vow? |
| 40977 | WARWICK. See how the blood is settled in his... |
| 40978 | Oft have I seen a timely-parted ghost, |
| 40979 | Of ashy semblance, meagre, pale, and blood... |
| 40980 | Being all descended to the labouring heart, |
| 40981 | Who, in the conflict that it holds with de... |
| 40982 | Attracts the same for aidance 'gainst the ... |
| 40983 | Which with the heart there cools, and ne'e... |
| 40984 | To blush and beautify the cheek again. |
| 40985 | But see, his face is black and full of blood; |
| 40986 | His eye-balls further out than when he liv'd, |
| 40987 | Staring full ghastly like a strangled man; |
| 40988 | His hair uprear'd, his nostrils stretch'd ... |
| 40989 | His hands abroad display'd, as one that gr... |
| 40990 | And tugg'd for life, and was by strength s... |
| 40991 | Look, on the sheets his hair, you see, is ... |
| 40992 | His well-proportion'd beard made rough and... |
| 40993 | Like to the summer's corn by tempest lodge... |
| 40994 | It cannot be but he was murd'red here: |
| 40995 | The least of all these signs were probable. |
| 40996 | SUFFOLK. Why, Warwick, who should do the Duk... |
| 40997 | Myself and Beaufort had him in protection; |
| 40998 | And we, I hope, sir, are no murderers. |
| 40999 | WARWICK. But both of you were vow'd Duke Hum... |
| 41000 | And you, forsooth, had the good Duke to keep. |
| 41001 | 'Tis like you would not feast him like a f... |
| 41002 | And 'tis well seen he found an enemy. |
| 41003 | QUEEN. Then you, belike, suspect these noblemen |
| 41004 | As guilty of Duke Humphrey's timeless death. |
| 41005 | WARWICK. Who finds the heifer dead and bleed... |
| 41006 | And sees fast by a butcher with an axe, |
| 41007 | But will suspect 'twas he that made the sl... |
| 41008 | Who finds the partridge in the puttock's nest |
| 41009 | But may imagine how the bird was dead, |
| 41010 | Although the kite soar with unbloodied beak? |
| 41011 | Even so suspicious is this tragedy. |
| 41012 | QUEEN. Are you the butcher, Suffolk? Where's... |
| 41013 | Is Beaufort term'd a kite? Where are his t... |
| 41014 | SUFFOLK. I wear no knife to slaughter sleepi... |
| 41015 | But here's a vengeful sword, rusted with e... |
| 41016 | That shall be scoured in his rancorous heart |
| 41017 | That slanders me with murder's crimson badge. |
| 41018 | Say if thou dar'st, proud Lord of Warwicks... |
| 41019 | That I am faulty in Duke Humphrey's death. |
| 41020 | Exeunt CARDINAL, SO... |
| 41021 | WARWICK. What dares not Warwick, if false Su... |
| 41022 | QUEEN. He dares not calm his contumelious sp... |
| 41023 | Nor cease to be an arrogant controller, |
| 41024 | Though Suffolk dare him twenty thousand ti... |
| 41025 | WARWICK. Madam, be still- with reverence may... |
| 41026 | For every word you speak in his behalf |
| 41027 | Is slander to your royal dignity. |
| 41028 | SUFFOLK. Blunt-witted lord, ignoble in demea... |
| 41029 | If ever lady wrong'd her lord so much, |
| 41030 | Thy mother took into her blameful bed |
| 41031 | Some stern untutor'd churl, and noble stock |
| 41032 | Was graft with crab-tree slip, whose fruit... |
| 41033 | And never of the Nevils' noble race. |
| 41034 | WARWICK. But that the guilt of murder buckle... |
| 41035 | And I should rob the deathsman of his fee, |
| 41036 | Quitting thee thereby of ten thousand shames, |
| 41037 | And that my sovereign's presence makes me ... |
| 41038 | I would, false murd'rous coward, on thy knee |
| 41039 | Make thee beg pardon for thy passed speech |
| 41040 | And say it was thy mother that thou meant'st, |
| 41041 | That thou thyself was born in bastardy; |
| 41042 | And, after all this fearful homage done, |
| 41043 | Give thee thy hire and send thy soul to hell, |
| 41044 | Pernicious blood-sucker of sleeping men. |
| 41045 | SUFFOLK. Thou shalt be waking while I shed t... |
| 41046 | If from this presence thou dar'st go with me. |
| 41047 | WARWICK. Away even now, or I will drag thee ... |
| 41048 | Unworthy though thou art, I'll cope with t... |
| 41049 | And do some service to Duke Humphrey's ghost. |
| 41050 | Exeunt S... |
| 41051 | KING HENRY. What stronger breastplate than a... |
| 41052 | Thrice is he arm'd that hath his quarrel j... |
| 41053 | And he but naked, though lock'd up in stee... |
| 41054 | Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted. |
| 41055 | ... |
| 41056 | QUEEN. What noise is this? |
| 41057 | Re-enter SUFFOLK and WARWICK, with thei... |
| 41058 | KING. Why, how now, lords, your wrathful wea... |
| 41059 | Here in our presence! Dare you be so bold? |
| 41060 | Why, what tumultuous clamour have we here? |
| 41061 | SUFFOLK. The trait'rous Warwick, with the me... |
| 41062 | Set all upon me, mighty sovereign. |
| 41063 | Re-enter SALISBURY |
| 41064 | SALISBURY. [To the Commons within] Sirs, sta... |
| 41065 | shall know your mind. |
| 41066 | Dread lord, the commons send you word by me |
| 41067 | Unless Lord Suffolk straight be done to de... |
| 41068 | Or banished fair England's territories, |
| 41069 | They will by violence tear him from your p... |
| 41070 | And torture him with grievous ling'ring de... |
| 41071 | They say by him the good Duke Humphrey died; |
| 41072 | They say in him they fear your Highness' d... |
| 41073 | And mere instinct of love and loyalty, |
| 41074 | Free from a stubborn opposite intent, |
| 41075 | As being thought to contradict your liking, |
| 41076 | Makes them thus forward in his banishment. |
| 41077 | They say, in care of your most royal person, |
| 41078 | That if your Highness should intend to sleep |
| 41079 | And charge that no man should disturb your... |
| 41080 | In pain of your dislike or pain of death, |
| 41081 | Yet, notwithstanding such a strait edict, |
| 41082 | Were there a serpent seen with forked tongue |
| 41083 | That slily glided towards your Majesty, |
| 41084 | It were but necessary you were wak'd, |
| 41085 | Lest, being suffer'd in that harmful slumber, |
| 41086 | The mortal worm might make the sleep eternal. |
| 41087 | And therefore do they cry, though you forbid, |
| 41088 | That they will guard you, whe'er you will ... |
| 41089 | From such fell serpents as false Suffolk i... |
| 41090 | With whose envenomed and fatal sting |
| 41091 | Your loving uncle, twenty times his worth, |
| 41092 | They say, is shamefully bereft of life. |
| 41093 | COMMONS. [Within] An answer from the King, m... |
| 41094 | SUFFOLK. 'Tis like the commons, rude unpolis... |
| 41095 | Could send such message to their sovereign; |
| 41096 | But you, my lord, were glad to be employ'd, |
| 41097 | To show how quaint an orator you are. |
| 41098 | But all the honour Salisbury hath won |
| 41099 | Is that he was the lord ambassador |
| 41100 | Sent from a sort of tinkers to the King. |
| 41101 | COMMONS. [Within] An answer from the King, o... |
| 41102 | KING HENRY. Go, Salisbury, and tell them all... |
| 41103 | I thank them for their tender loving care; |
| 41104 | And had I not been cited so by them, |
| 41105 | Yet did I purpose as they do entreat; |
| 41106 | For sure my thoughts do hourly prophesy |
| 41107 | Mischance unto my state by Suffolk's means. |
| 41108 | And therefore by His Majesty I swear, |
| 41109 | Whose far unworthy deputy I am, |
| 41110 | He shall not breathe infection in this air |
| 41111 | But three days longer, on the pain of death. |
| 41112 | ... |
| 41113 | QUEEN. O Henry, let me plead for gentle Suff... |
| 41114 | KING HENRY. Ungentle Queen, to call him gent... |
| 41115 | No more, I say; if thou dost plead for him, |
| 41116 | Thou wilt but add increase unto my wrath. |
| 41117 | Had I but said, I would have kept my word; |
| 41118 | But when I swear, it is irrevocable. |
| 41119 | If after three days' space thou here be'st... |
| 41120 | On any ground that I am ruler of, |
| 41121 | The world shall not be ransom for thy life. |
| 41122 | Come, Warwick, come, good Warwick, go with... |
| 41123 | I have great matters to impart to thee. |
| 41124 | Exeunt all but... |
| 41125 | QUEEN. Mischance and sorrow go along with you! |
| 41126 | Heart's discontent and sour affliction |
| 41127 | Be playfellows to keep you company! |
| 41128 | There's two of you; the devil make a third, |
| 41129 | And threefold vengeance tend upon your ste... |
| 41130 | SUFFOLK. Cease, gentle Queen, these execrati... |
| 41131 | And let thy Suffolk take his heavy leave. |
| 41132 | QUEEN. Fie, coward woman and soft-hearted wr... |
| 41133 | Has thou not spirit to curse thine enemy? |
| 41134 | SUFFOLK. A plague upon them! Wherefore shoul... |
| 41135 | Would curses kill as doth the mandrake's g... |
| 41136 | I would invent as bitter searching terms, |
| 41137 | As curst, as harsh, and horrible to hear, |
| 41138 | Deliver'd strongly through my fixed teeth, |
| 41139 | With full as many signs of deadly hate, |
| 41140 | As lean-fac'd Envy in her loathsome cave. |
| 41141 | My tongue should stumble in mine earnest w... |
| 41142 | Mine eyes should sparkle like the beaten f... |
| 41143 | Mine hair be fix'd an end, as one distract; |
| 41144 | Ay, every joint should seem to curse and ban; |
| 41145 | And even now my burden'd heart would break, |
| 41146 | Should I not curse them. Poison be their d... |
| 41147 | Gall, worse than gall, the daintiest that ... |
| 41148 | Their sweetest shade a grove of cypress tr... |
| 41149 | Their chiefest prospect murd'ring basilisk... |
| 41150 | Their softest touch as smart as lizards' s... |
| 41151 | Their music frightful as the serpent's hiss, |
| 41152 | And boding screech-owls make the consort f... |
| 41153 | all the foul terrors in dark-seated hell- |
| 41154 | QUEEN. Enough, sweet Suffolk, thou torment's... |
| 41155 | And these dread curses, like the sun 'gain... |
| 41156 | Or like an overcharged gun, recoil, |
| 41157 | And turns the force of them upon thyself. |
| 41158 | SUFFOLK. You bade me ban, and will you bid m... |
| 41159 | Now, by the ground that I am banish'd from, |
| 41160 | Well could I curse away a winter's night, |
| 41161 | Though standing naked on a mountain top |
| 41162 | Where biting cold would never let grass grow, |
| 41163 | And think it but a minute spent in sport. |
| 41164 | QUEEN. O, let me entreat thee cease! Give me... |
| 41165 | That I may dew it with my mournful tears; |
| 41166 | Nor let the rain of heaven wet this place |
| 41167 | To wash away my woeful monuments. |
| 41168 | O, could this kiss be printed in thy hand, |
| 41169 | That thou might'st think upon these by the... |
| 41170 | Through whom a thousand sighs are breath'd... |
| 41171 | So, get thee gone, that I may know my grief; |
| 41172 | 'Tis but surmis'd whiles thou art standing... |
| 41173 | As one that surfeits thinking on a want. |
| 41174 | I will repeal thee or, be well assur'd, |
| 41175 | Adventure to be banished myself; |
| 41176 | And banished I am, if but from thee. |
| 41177 | Go, speak not to me; even now be gone. |
| 41178 | O, go not yet! Even thus two friends conde... |
| 41179 | Embrace, and kiss, and take ten thousand l... |
| 41180 | Loather a hundred times to part than die. |
| 41181 | Yet now, farewell; and farewell life with ... |
| 41182 | SUFFOLK. Thus is poor Suffolk ten times bani... |
| 41183 | Once by the King and three times thrice by... |
| 41184 | 'Tis not the land I care for, wert thou th... |
| 41185 | A wilderness is populous enough, |
| 41186 | So Suffolk had thy heavenly company; |
| 41187 | For where thou art, there is the world its... |
| 41188 | With every several pleasure in the world; |
| 41189 | And where thou art not, desolation. |
| 41190 | I can no more: Live thou to joy thy life; |
| 41191 | Myself no joy in nought but that thou liv'st. |
| 41192 | Enter VAUX |
| 41193 | QUEEN. Whither goes Vaux so fast? What news,... |
| 41194 | VAUX. To signify unto his Majesty |
| 41195 | That Cardinal Beaufort is at point of death; |
| 41196 | For suddenly a grievous sickness took him |
| 41197 | That makes him gasp, and stare, and catch ... |
| 41198 | Blaspheming God, and cursing men on earth. |
| 41199 | Sometime he talks as if Duke Humphrey's ghost |
| 41200 | Were by his side; sometime he calls the King |
| 41201 | And whispers to his pillow, as to him, |
| 41202 | The secrets of his overcharged soul; |
| 41203 | And I am sent to tell his Majesty |
| 41204 | That even now he cries aloud for him. |
| 41205 | QUEEN. Go tell this heavy message to the Kin... |
| 41206 | Ay me! What is this world! What news are t... |
| 41207 | But wherefore grieve I at an hour's poor l... |
| 41208 | Omitting Suffolk's exile, my soul's treasure? |
| 41209 | Why only, Suffolk, mourn I not for thee, |
| 41210 | And with the southern clouds contend in te... |
| 41211 | Theirs for the earth's increase, mine for ... |
| 41212 | Now get thee hence: the King, thou know'st... |
| 41213 | If thou be found by me; thou art but dead. |
| 41214 | SUFFOLK. If I depart from thee I cannot live; |
| 41215 | And in thy sight to die, what were it else |
| 41216 | But like a pleasant slumber in thy lap? |
| 41217 | Here could I breathe my soul into the air, |
| 41218 | As mild and gentle as the cradle-babe |
| 41219 | Dying with mother's dug between its lips; |
| 41220 | Where, from thy sight, I should be raging mad |
| 41221 | And cry out for thee to close up mine eyes, |
| 41222 | To have thee with thy lips to stop my mouth; |
| 41223 | So shouldst thou either turn my flying soul, |
| 41224 | Or I should breathe it so into thy body, |
| 41225 | And then it liv'd in sweet Elysium. |
| 41226 | To die by thee were but to die in jest: |
| 41227 | From thee to die were torture more than de... |
| 41228 | O, let me stay, befall what may befall! |
| 41229 | QUEEN. Away! Though parting be a fretful cor... |
| 41230 | It is applied to a deathful wound. |
| 41231 | To France, sweet Suffolk. Let me hear from... |
| 41232 | For whereso'er thou art in this world's globe |
| 41233 | I'll have an Iris that shall find thee out. |
| 41234 | SUFFOLK. I go. |
| 41235 | QUEEN. And take my heart with thee. ... |
| 41236 | SUFFOLK. A jewel, lock'd into the woefull'st... |
| 41237 | That ever did contain a thing of worth. |
| 41238 | Even as a splitted bark, so sunder we: |
| 41239 | This way fall I to death. |
| 41240 | QUEEN. This way for me. ... |
| 41241 | SCENE III. |
| 41242 | London. CARDINAL BEAUFORT'S bedchamber |
| 41243 | Enter the KING, SALISBURY, and WARWICK, to the... |
| 41244 | KING HENRY. How fares my lord? Speak, Beaufo... |
| 41245 | CARDINAL. If thou be'st Death I'll give thee... |
| 41246 | Enough to purchase such another island, |
| 41247 | So thou wilt let me live and feel no pain. |
| 41248 | KING HENRY. Ah, what a sign it is of evil life |
| 41249 | Where death's approach is seen so terrible! |
| 41250 | WARWICK. Beaufort, it is thy sovereign speak... |
| 41251 | CARDINAL. Bring me unto my trial when you will. |
| 41252 | Died he not in his bed? Where should he die? |
| 41253 | Can I make men live, whe'er they will or no? |
| 41254 | O, torture me no more! I will confess. |
| 41255 | Alive again? Then show me where he is; |
| 41256 | I'll give a thousand pound to look upon him. |
| 41257 | He hath no eyes, the dust hath blinded them. |
| 41258 | Comb down his hair; look, look! it stands ... |
| 41259 | Like lime-twigs set to catch my winged soul! |
| 41260 | Give me some drink; and bid the apothecary |
| 41261 | Bring the strong poison that I bought of him. |
| 41262 | KING HENRY. O Thou eternal Mover of the heav... |
| 41263 | Look with a gentle eye upon this wretch! |
| 41264 | O, beat away the busy meddling fiend |
| 41265 | That lays strong siege unto this wretch's ... |
| 41266 | And from his bosom purge this black despair! |
| 41267 | WARWICK. See how the pangs of death do make ... |
| 41268 | SALISBURY. Disturb him not, let him pass pea... |
| 41269 | KING HENRY. Peace to his soul, if God's good... |
| 41270 | Lord Card'nal, if thou think'st on heaven'... |
| 41271 | Hold up thy hand, make signal of thy hope. |
| 41272 | He dies, and makes no sign: O God, forgive... |
| 41273 | WARWICK. So bad a death argues a monstrous l... |
| 41274 | KING HENRY. Forbear to judge, for we are sin... |
| 41275 | Close up his eyes, and draw the curtain cl... |
| 41276 | And let us all to meditation. ... |
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| 41285 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 41286 | The coast of Kent |
| 41287 | Alarum. Fight at sea. Ordnance goes off. En... |
| 41288 | a SHIPMASTER and his MATE, and WALTER WHITMORE... |
| 41289 | SUFFOLK and other GENTLEMEN, as prisoners |
| 41290 | LIEUTENANT. The gaudy, blabbing, and remorse... |
| 41291 | Is crept into the bosom of the sea; |
| 41292 | And now loud-howling wolves arouse the jades |
| 41293 | That drag the tragic melancholy night; |
| 41294 | Who with their drowsy, slow, and flagging ... |
| 41295 | Clip dead men's graves, and from their mis... |
| 41296 | Breathe foul contagious darkness in the air. |
| 41297 | Therefore bring forth the soldiers of our ... |
| 41298 | For, whilst our pinnace anchors in the Downs, |
| 41299 | Here shall they make their ransom on the s... |
| 41300 | Or with their blood stain this discoloured... |
| 41301 | Master, this prisoner freely give I thee; |
| 41302 | And thou that art his mate make boot of this; |
| 41303 | The other, Walter Whitmore, is thy share. |
| 41304 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. What is my ransom, master, ... |
| 41305 | MASTER. A thousand crowns, or else lay down ... |
| 41306 | MATE. And so much shall you give, or off goe... |
| 41307 | LIEUTENANT. What, think you much to pay two ... |
| 41308 | And bear the name and port of gentlemen? |
| 41309 | Cut both the villains' throats- for die yo... |
| 41310 | The lives of those which we have lost in f... |
| 41311 | Be counterpois'd with such a petty sum! |
| 41312 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. I'll give it, sir: and ther... |
| 41313 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. And so will I, and write h... |
| 41314 | WHITMORE. I lost mine eye in laying the priz... |
| 41315 | [To SUFFOLK] And therefore, to revenge it,... |
| 41316 | And so should these, if I might have my will. |
| 41317 | LIEUTENANT. Be not so rash; take ransom, let... |
| 41318 | SUFFOLK. Look on my George, I am a gentleman: |
| 41319 | Rate me at what thou wilt, thou shalt be p... |
| 41320 | WHITMORE. And so am I: my name is Walter Whi... |
| 41321 | How now! Why start'st thou? What, doth dea... |
| 41322 | SUFFOLK. Thy name affrights me, in whose sou... |
| 41323 | A cunning man did calculate my birth |
| 41324 | And told me that by water I should die; |
| 41325 | Yet let not this make thee be bloody-minded; |
| 41326 | Thy name is Gualtier, being rightly sounded. |
| 41327 | WHITMORE. Gualtier or Walter, which it is I ... |
| 41328 | Never yet did base dishonour blur our name |
| 41329 | But with our sword we wip'd away the blot; |
| 41330 | Therefore, when merchant-like I sell revenge, |
| 41331 | Broke be my sword, my arms torn and defac'd, |
| 41332 | And I proclaim'd a coward through the world. |
| 41333 | SUFFOLK. Stay, Whitmore, for thy prisoner is... |
| 41334 | The Duke of Suffolk, William de la Pole. |
| 41335 | WHITMORE. The Duke of Suffolk muffled up in ... |
| 41336 | SUFFOLK. Ay, but these rags are no part of t... |
| 41337 | Jove sometime went disguis'd, and why not I? |
| 41338 | LIEUTENANT. But Jove was never slain, as tho... |
| 41339 | SUFFOLK. Obscure and lowly swain, King Henry... |
| 41340 | The honourable blood of Lancaster, |
| 41341 | Must not be shed by such a jaded groom. |
| 41342 | Hast thou not kiss'd thy hand and held my ... |
| 41343 | Bareheaded plodded by my foot-cloth mule, |
| 41344 | And thought thee happy when I shook my head? |
| 41345 | How often hast thou waited at my cup, |
| 41346 | Fed from my trencher, kneel'd down at the ... |
| 41347 | When I have feasted with Queen Margaret? |
| 41348 | Remember it, and let it make thee crestfal... |
| 41349 | Ay, and allay thus thy abortive pride, |
| 41350 | How in our voiding-lobby hast thou stood |
| 41351 | And duly waited for my coming forth. |
| 41352 | This hand of mine hath writ in thy behalf, |
| 41353 | And therefore shall it charm thy riotous t... |
| 41354 | WHITMORE. Speak, Captain, shall I stab the f... |
| 41355 | LIEUTENANT. First let my words stab him, as ... |
| 41356 | SUFFOLK. Base slave, thy words are blunt, an... |
| 41357 | LIEUTENANT. Convey him hence, and on our lon... |
| 41358 | Strike off his head. |
| 41359 | SUFFOLK. Thou dar'st not, for thy own. |
| 41360 | LIEUTENANT. Poole! |
| 41361 | SUFFOLK. Poole? |
| 41362 | LIEUTENANT. Ay, kennel, puddle, sink, whose ... |
| 41363 | Troubles the silver spring where England d... |
| 41364 | Now will I dam up this thy yawning mouth |
| 41365 | For swallowing the treasure of the realm. |
| 41366 | Thy lips, that kiss'd the Queen, shall swe... |
| 41367 | And thou that smil'dst at good Duke Humphr... |
| 41368 | Against the senseless winds shalt grin in ... |
| 41369 | Who in contempt shall hiss at thee again; |
| 41370 | And wedded be thou to the hags of hell |
| 41371 | For daring to affy a mighty lord |
| 41372 | Unto the daughter of a worthless king, |
| 41373 | Having neither subject, wealth, nor diadem. |
| 41374 | By devilish policy art thou grown great, |
| 41375 | And, like ambitious Sylla, overgorg'd |
| 41376 | With gobbets of thy mother's bleeding heart. |
| 41377 | By thee Anjou and Maine were sold to France; |
| 41378 | The false revolting Normans thorough thee |
| 41379 | Disdain to call us lord; and Picardy |
| 41380 | Hath slain their governors, surpris'd our ... |
| 41381 | And sent the ragged soldiers wounded home. |
| 41382 | The princely Warwick, and the Nevils all, |
| 41383 | Whose dreadful swords were never drawn in ... |
| 41384 | As hating thee, are rising up in arms; |
| 41385 | And now the house of York- thrust from the... |
| 41386 | By shameful murder of a guiltless king |
| 41387 | And lofty proud encroaching tyranny- |
| 41388 | Burns with revenging fire, whose hopeful c... |
| 41389 | Advance our half-fac'd sun, striving to sh... |
| 41390 | Under the which is writ 'Invitis nubibus.' |
| 41391 | The commons here in Kent are up in arms; |
| 41392 | And to conclude, reproach and beggary |
| 41393 | Is crept into the palace of our King, |
| 41394 | And all by thee. Away! convey him hence. |
| 41395 | SUFFOLK. O that I were a god, to shoot forth... |
| 41396 | Upon these paltry, servile, abject drudges! |
| 41397 | Small things make base men proud: this vil... |
| 41398 | Being captain of a pinnace, threatens more |
| 41399 | Than Bargulus, the strong Illyrian pirate. |
| 41400 | Drones suck not eagles' blood but rob beeh... |
| 41401 | It is impossible that I should die |
| 41402 | By such a lowly vassal as thyself. |
| 41403 | Thy words move rage and not remorse in me. |
| 41404 | I go of message from the Queen to France: |
| 41405 | I charge thee waft me safely cross the Cha... |
| 41406 | LIEUTENANT. Walter- |
| 41407 | WHITMORE. Come, Suffolk, I must waft thee to... |
| 41408 | SUFFOLK. Gelidus timor occupat artus: it is ... |
| 41409 | WHITMORE. Thou shalt have cause to fear befo... |
| 41410 | What, are ye daunted now? Now will ye stoop? |
| 41411 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. My gracious lord, entreat h... |
| 41412 | SUFFOLK. Suffolk's imperial tongue is stem a... |
| 41413 | Us'd to command, untaught to plead for fav... |
| 41414 | Far be it we should honour such as these |
| 41415 | With humble suit: no, rather let my head |
| 41416 | Stoop to the block than these knees bow to... |
| 41417 | Save to the God of heaven and to my king; |
| 41418 | And sooner dance upon a bloody pole |
| 41419 | Than stand uncover'd to the vulgar groom. |
| 41420 | True nobility is exempt from fear: |
| 41421 | More can I bear than you dare execute. |
| 41422 | LIEUTENANT. Hale him away, and let him talk ... |
| 41423 | SUFFOLK. Come, soldiers, show what cruelty y... |
| 41424 | That this my death may never be forgot- |
| 41425 | Great men oft die by vile bezonians: |
| 41426 | A Roman sworder and banditto slave |
| 41427 | Murder'd sweet Tully; Brutus' bastard hand |
| 41428 | Stabb'd Julius Caesar; savage islanders |
| 41429 | Pompey the Great; and Suffolk dies by pira... |
| 41430 | Exit W... |
| 41431 | LIEUTENANT. And as for these, whose ransom w... |
| 41432 | It is our pleasure one of them depart; |
| 41433 | Therefore come you with us, and let him go. |
| 41434 | Exeunt all but t... |
| 41435 | Re-enter WHITMORE with SUFFOLK... |
| 41436 | WHITMORE. There let his head and lifeless bo... |
| 41437 | Until the Queen his mistress bury it. ... |
| 41438 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. O barbarous and bloody spec... |
| 41439 | His body will I bear unto the King. |
| 41440 | If he revenge it not, yet will his friends; |
| 41441 | So will the Queen, that living held him de... |
| 41442 | ... |
| 41443 | SCENE II. |
| 41444 | Blackheath |
| 41445 | Enter GEORGE BEVIS and JOHN HOLLAND |
| 41446 | GEORGE. Come and get thee a sword, though ma... |
| 41447 | been up these two days. |
| 41448 | JOHN. They have the more need to sleep now, ... |
| 41449 | GEORGE. I tell thee Jack Cade the clothier m... |
| 41450 | commonwealth, and turn it, and set a new n... |
| 41451 | JOHN. So he had need, for 'tis threadbare. W... |
| 41452 | merry world in England since gentlemen cam... |
| 41453 | GEORGE. O miserable age! Virtue is not regar... |
| 41454 | JOHN. The nobility think scorn to go in leat... |
| 41455 | GEORGE. Nay, more, the King's Council are no... |
| 41456 | JOHN. True; and yet it is said 'Labour in th... |
| 41457 | as much to say as 'Let the magistrates be ... |
| 41458 | therefore should we be magistrates. |
| 41459 | GEORGE. Thou hast hit it; for there's no bet... |
| 41460 | mind than a hard hand. |
| 41461 | JOHN. I see them! I see them! There's Best's... |
| 41462 | Wingham- |
| 41463 | GEORGE. He shall have the skins of our enemi... |
| 41464 | leather of. |
| 41465 | JOHN. And Dick the butcher- |
| 41466 | GEORGE. Then is sin struck down, like an ox,... |
| 41467 | cut like a calf. |
| 41468 | JOHN. And Smith the weaver- |
| 41469 | GEORGE. Argo, their thread of life is spun. |
| 41470 | JOHN. Come, come, let's fall in with them. |
| 41471 | Drum. Enter CADE, DICK THE BUT... |
| 41472 | THE WEAVER, and a SAWYER, with in... |
| 41473 | CADE. We John Cade, so term'd of our suppose... |
| 41474 | DICK. [Aside] Or rather, of stealing a cade ... |
| 41475 | CADE. For our enemies shall fall before us, ... |
| 41476 | spirit of putting down kings and princes- ... |
| 41477 | DICK. Silence! |
| 41478 | CADE. My father was a Mortimer- |
| 41479 | DICK. [Aside] He was an honest man and a goo... |
| 41480 | CADE. My mother a Plantagenet- |
| 41481 | DICK. [Aside] I knew her well; she was a mid... |
| 41482 | CADE. My wife descended of the Lacies- |
| 41483 | DICK. [Aside] She was, indeed, a pedlar's da... |
| 41484 | laces. |
| 41485 | SMITH. [Aside] But now of late, not able to ... |
| 41486 | pack, she washes bucks here at home. |
| 41487 | CADE. Therefore am I of an honourable house. |
| 41488 | DICK. [Aside] Ay, by my faith, the field is ... |
| 41489 | was he born, under a hedge, for his father... |
| 41490 | the cage. |
| 41491 | CADE. Valiant I am. |
| 41492 | SMITH. [Aside] 'A must needs; for beggary is... |
| 41493 | CADE. I am able to endure much. |
| 41494 | DICK. [Aside] No question of that; for I hav... |
| 41495 | market days together. |
| 41496 | CADE. I fear neither sword nor fire. |
| 41497 | SMITH. [Aside] He need not fear the sword, f... |
| 41498 | proof. |
| 41499 | DICK. [Aside] But methinks he should stand i... |
| 41500 | burnt i' th' hand for stealing of sheep. |
| 41501 | CADE. Be brave, then, for your captain is br... |
| 41502 | reformation. There shall be in England sev... |
| 41503 | sold for a penny; the three-hoop'd pot sha... |
| 41504 | I will make it felony to drink small beer.... |
| 41505 | in common, and in Cheapside shall my palfr... |
| 41506 | when I am king- as king I will be |
| 41507 | ALL. God save your Majesty! |
| 41508 | CADE. I thank you, good people- there shall ... |
| 41509 | eat and drink on my score, and I will appa... |
| 41510 | livery, that they may agree like brothers ... |
| 41511 | lord. |
| 41512 | DICK. The first thing we do, let's kill all ... |
| 41513 | CADE. Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a ... |
| 41514 | of the skin of an innocent lamb should be ... |
| 41515 | parchment, being scribbl'd o'er, should un... |
| 41516 | bee stings; but I say 'tis the bee's wax; ... |
| 41517 | to a thing, and I was never mine own man s... |
| 41518 | there? |
| 41519 | Enter some, bringing in the CLER... |
| 41520 | SMITH. The clerk of Chatham. He can write an... |
| 41521 | accompt. |
| 41522 | CADE. O monstrous! |
| 41523 | SMITH. We took him setting of boys' copies. |
| 41524 | CADE. Here's a villain! |
| 41525 | SMITH. Has a book in his pocket with red let... |
| 41526 | CADE. Nay, then he is a conjurer. |
| 41527 | DICK. Nay, he can make obligations and write... |
| 41528 | CADE. I am sorry for't; the man is a proper ... |
| 41529 | unless I find him guilty, he shall not die... |
| 41530 | I must examine thee. What is thy name? |
| 41531 | CLERK. Emmanuel. |
| 41532 | DICK. They use to write it on the top of let... |
| 41533 | with you. |
| 41534 | CADE. Let me alone. Dost thou use to write t... |
| 41535 | mark to thyself, like a honest plain-deali... |
| 41536 | CLERK. Sir, I thank God, I have been so well... |
| 41537 | write my name. |
| 41538 | ALL. He hath confess'd. Away with him! He's ... |
| 41539 | traitor. |
| 41540 | CADE. Away with him, I say! Hang him with hi... |
| 41541 | his neck. Exit ... |
| 41542 | Enter MICHAEL |
| 41543 | MICHAEL. Where's our General? |
| 41544 | CADE. Here I am, thou particular fellow. |
| 41545 | MICHAEL. Fly, fly, fly! Sir Humphrey Staffor... |
| 41546 | hard by, with the King's forces. |
| 41547 | CADE. Stand, villain, stand, or I'll fell th... |
| 41548 | encount'red with a man as good as himself.... |
| 41549 | is 'a? |
| 41550 | MICHAEL. No. |
| 41551 | CADE. To equal him, I will make myself a kni... |
| 41552 | [Kneels] Rise up, Sir John Mortimer. [Rise... |
| 41553 | Enter SIR HUMPHREY STAFFORD an... |
| 41554 | his brother, with drum and s... |
| 41555 | STAFFORD. Rebellious hinds, the filth and sc... |
| 41556 | Mark'd for the gallows, lay your weapons d... |
| 41557 | Home to your cottages, forsake this groom; |
| 41558 | The King is merciful if you revolt. |
| 41559 | WILLIAM STAFFORD. But angry, wrathful, and i... |
| 41560 | If you go forward; therefore yield or die. |
| 41561 | CADE. As for these silken-coated slaves, I p... |
| 41562 | It is to you, good people, that I speak, |
| 41563 | O'er whom, in time to come, I hope to reign; |
| 41564 | For I am rightful heir unto the crown. |
| 41565 | STAFFORD. Villain, thy father was a plasterer; |
| 41566 | And thou thyself a shearman, art thou not? |
| 41567 | CADE. And Adam was a gardener. |
| 41568 | WILLIAM STAFFORD. And what of that? |
| 41569 | CADE. Marry, this: Edmund Mortimer, Earl of ... |
| 41570 | Married the Duke of Clarence' daughter, di... |
| 41571 | STAFFORD. Ay, sir. |
| 41572 | CADE. By her he had two children at one birth. |
| 41573 | WILLIAM STAFFORD. That's false. |
| 41574 | CADE. Ay, there's the question; but I say 't... |
| 41575 | The elder of them being put to nurse, |
| 41576 | Was by a beggar-woman stol'n away, |
| 41577 | And, ignorant of his birth and parentage, |
| 41578 | Became a bricklayer when he came to age. |
| 41579 | His son am I; deny it if you can. |
| 41580 | DICK. Nay, 'tis too true; therefore he shall... |
| 41581 | SMITH. Sir, he made a chimney in my father's... |
| 41582 | are alive at this day to testify it; there... |
| 41583 | STAFFORD. And will you credit this base drud... |
| 41584 | That speaks he knows not what? |
| 41585 | ALL. Ay, marry, will we; therefore get ye gone. |
| 41586 | WILLIAM STAFFORD. Jack Cade, the Duke of Yor... |
| 41587 | CADE. [Aside] He lies, for I invented it mys... |
| 41588 | tell the King from me that for his father'... |
| 41589 | Fifth, in whose time boys went to span-cou... |
| 41590 | I am content he shall reign; but I'll be P... |
| 41591 | DICK. And furthermore, we'll have the Lord S... |
| 41592 | the dukedom of Maine. |
| 41593 | CADE. And good reason; for thereby is Englan... |
| 41594 | with a staff, but that my puissance holds ... |
| 41595 | tell you that that Lord Say hath gelded th... |
| 41596 | it an eunuch; and more than that, he can s... |
| 41597 | therefore he is a traitor. |
| 41598 | STAFFORD. O gross and miserable ignorance! |
| 41599 | CADE. Nay, answer if you can; the Frenchmen ... |
| 41600 | then, I ask but this: can he that speaks w... |
| 41601 | enemy be a good counsellor, or no? |
| 41602 | ALL. No, no; and therefore we'll have his head. |
| 41603 | WILLIAM STAFFORD. Well, seeing gentle words ... |
| 41604 | Assail them with the army of the King. |
| 41605 | STAFFORD. Herald, away; and throughout every... |
| 41606 | Proclaim them traitors that are up with Cade; |
| 41607 | That those which fly before the battle ends |
| 41608 | May, even in their wives'and children's si... |
| 41609 | Be hang'd up for example at their doors. |
| 41610 | And you that be the King's friends, follow... |
| 41611 | Exeunt the TWO STAF... |
| 41612 | CADE. And you that love the commons follow me. |
| 41613 | Now show yourselves men; 'tis for liberty. |
| 41614 | We will not leave one lord, one gentleman; |
| 41615 | Spare none but such as go in clouted shoon, |
| 41616 | For they are thrifty honest men and such |
| 41617 | As would- but that they dare not- take our... |
| 41618 | DICK. They are all in order, and march towar... |
| 41619 | CADE. But then are we in order when we are m... |
| 41620 | march forward. ... |
| 41621 | SCENE III. |
| 41622 | Another part of Blackheath |
| 41623 | Alarums to the fight, wherein both the STAFFOR... |
| 41624 | Enter CADE and the rest |
| 41625 | CADE. Where's Dick, the butcher of Ashford? |
| 41626 | DICK. Here, sir. |
| 41627 | CADE. They fell before thee like sheep and o... |
| 41628 | thyself as if thou hadst been in thine own... |
| 41629 | therefore thus will I reward thee- the Len... |
| 41630 | again as it is, and thou shalt have a lice... |
| 41631 | hundred lacking one. |
| 41632 | DICK. I desire no more. |
| 41633 | CADE. And, to speak truth, thou deserv'st no... |
| 41634 | HUMPHREY'S brigandine] This monument of th... |
| 41635 | and the bodies shall be dragged at my hors... |
| 41636 | to London, where we will have the mayor's ... |
| 41637 | DICK. If we mean to thrive and do good, brea... |
| 41638 | let out the prisoners. |
| 41639 | CADE. Fear not that, I warrant thee. Come, l... |
| 41640 | London. ... |
| 41641 | SCENE IV. |
| 41642 | London. The palace |
| 41643 | Enter the KING with a supplication, and the QU... |
| 41644 | the DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM, and the LORD SAY |
| 41645 | QUEEN. Oft have I heard that grief softens t... |
| 41646 | And makes it fearful and degenerate; |
| 41647 | Think therefore on revenge and cease to weep. |
| 41648 | But who can cease to weep, and look on this? |
| 41649 | Here may his head lie on my throbbing breast; |
| 41650 | But where's the body that I should embrace? |
| 41651 | BUCKINGHAM. What answer makes your Grace to ... |
| 41652 | supplication? |
| 41653 | KING HENRY. I'll send some holy bishop to en... |
| 41654 | For God forbid so many simple souls |
| 41655 | Should perish by the sword! And I myself, |
| 41656 | Rather than bloody war shall cut them short, |
| 41657 | Will parley with Jack Cade their general. |
| 41658 | But stay, I'll read it over once again. |
| 41659 | QUEEN. Ah, barbarous villains! Hath this lov... |
| 41660 | Rul'd like a wandering planet over me, |
| 41661 | And could it not enforce them to relent |
| 41662 | That were unworthy to behold the same? |
| 41663 | KING HENRY. Lord Say, Jack Cade hath sworn t... |
| 41664 | SAY. Ay, but I hope your Highness shall have... |
| 41665 | KING HENRY. How now, madam! |
| 41666 | Still lamenting and mourning for Suffolk's... |
| 41667 | I fear me, love, if that I had been dead, |
| 41668 | Thou wouldst not have mourn'd so much for me. |
| 41669 | QUEEN. No, my love, I should not mourn, but ... |
| 41670 | Enter A MESSENGER |
| 41671 | KING HENRY. How now! What news? Why com'st t... |
| 41672 | MESSENGER. The rebels are in Southwark; fly,... |
| 41673 | Jack Cade proclaims himself Lord Mortimer, |
| 41674 | Descended from the Duke of Clarence' house, |
| 41675 | And calls your Grace usurper, openly, |
| 41676 | And vows to crown himself in Westminster. |
| 41677 | His army is a ragged multitude |
| 41678 | Of hinds and peasants, rude and merciless; |
| 41679 | Sir Humphrey Stafford and his brother's death |
| 41680 | Hath given them heart and courage to proceed. |
| 41681 | All scholars, lawyers, courtiers, gentlemen, |
| 41682 | They call false caterpillars and intend th... |
| 41683 | KING HENRY. O graceless men! they know not w... |
| 41684 | BUCKINGHAM. My gracious lord, retire to Kill... |
| 41685 | Until a power be rais'd to put them down. |
| 41686 | QUEEN. Ah, were the Duke of Suffolk now alive, |
| 41687 | These Kentish rebels would be soon appeas'd! |
| 41688 | KING HENRY. Lord Say, the traitors hate thee; |
| 41689 | Therefore away with us to Killingworth. |
| 41690 | SAY. So might your Grace's person be in danger. |
| 41691 | The sight of me is odious in their eyes; |
| 41692 | And therefore in this city will I stay |
| 41693 | And live alone as secret as I may. |
| 41694 | Enter another MESSENGER |
| 41695 | SECOND MESSENGER. Jack Cade hath gotten Lond... |
| 41696 | The citizens fly and forsake their houses; |
| 41697 | The rascal people, thirsting after prey, |
| 41698 | Join with the traitor; and they jointly swear |
| 41699 | To spoil the city and your royal court. |
| 41700 | BUCKINGHAM. Then linger not, my lord; away, ... |
| 41701 | KING HENRY. Come Margaret; God, our hope, wi... |
| 41702 | QUEEN. My hope is gone, now Suffolk is decea... |
| 41703 | KING HENRY. [To LORD SAY] Farewell, my lord,... |
| 41704 | rebels. |
| 41705 | BUCKINGHAM. Trust nobody, for fear you be be... |
| 41706 | SAY. The trust I have is in mine innocence, |
| 41707 | And therefore am I bold and resolute. ... |
| 41708 | SCENE V. |
| 41709 | London. The Tower |
| 41710 | Enter LORD SCALES Upon the Tower, walking. The... |
| 41711 | below |
| 41712 | SCALES. How now! Is Jack Cade slain? |
| 41713 | FIRST CITIZEN. No, my lord, nor likely to be... |
| 41714 | won the bridge, killing all those that wit... |
| 41715 | The Lord Mayor craves aid of your honour f... |
| 41716 | Tower, to defend the city from the rebels. |
| 41717 | SCALES. Such aid as I can spare you shall co... |
| 41718 | But I am troubled here with them myself; |
| 41719 | The rebels have assay'd to win the Tower. |
| 41720 | But get you to Smithfield, and gather head, |
| 41721 | And thither I will send you Matthew Goffe; |
| 41722 | Fight for your King, your country, and you... |
| 41723 | And so, farewell, for I must hence again. ... |
| 41724 | SCENE VI. |
| 41725 | London. Cannon street |
| 41726 | Enter JACK CADE and the rest, and strikes his ... |
| 41727 | CADE. Now is Mortimer lord of this city. And... |
| 41728 | London Stone, I charge and command that, o... |
| 41729 | pissing conduit run nothing but claret win... |
| 41730 | our reign. And now henceforward it shall b... |
| 41731 | calls me other than Lord Mortimer. |
| 41732 | Enter a SOLDIER, running |
| 41733 | SOLDIER. Jack Cade! Jack Cade! |
| 41734 | CADE. Knock him down there. ... |
| 41735 | SMITH. If this fellow be wise, he'll never c... |
| 41736 | I think he hath a very fair warning. |
| 41737 | DICK. My lord, there's an army gathered toge... |
| 41738 | CADE. Come then, let's go fight with them. B... |
| 41739 | London Bridge on fire; and, if you can, bu... |
| 41740 | Come, let's away. ... |
| 41741 | SCENE VII. |
| 41742 | London. Smithfield |
| 41743 | Alarums. MATTHEW GOFFE is slain, and all the r... |
| 41744 | with his company |
| 41745 | CADE. So, sirs. Now go some and pull down th... |
| 41746 | Inns of Court; down with them all. |
| 41747 | DICK. I have a suit unto your lordship. |
| 41748 | CADE. Be it a lordship, thou shalt have it f... |
| 41749 | DICK. Only that the laws of England may come... |
| 41750 | JOHN. [Aside] Mass, 'twill be sore law then;... |
| 41751 | the mouth with a spear, and 'tis not whole... |
| 41752 | SMITH. [Aside] Nay, John, it will be stinkin... |
| 41753 | stinks with eating toasted cheese. |
| 41754 | CADE. I have thought upon it; it shall be so... |
| 41755 | records of the realm. My mouth shall be th... |
| 41756 | England. |
| 41757 | JOHN. [Aside] Then we are like to have bitin... |
| 41758 | teeth be pull'd out. |
| 41759 | CADE. And henceforward all things shall be i... |
| 41760 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 41761 | MESSENGER. My lord, a prize, a prize! Here's... |
| 41762 | sold the towns in France; he that made us ... |
| 41763 | fifteens, and one shining to the pound, th... |
| 41764 | Enter GEORGE BEVIS, with the L... |
| 41765 | CADE. Well, he shall be beheaded for it ten ... |
| 41766 | thou serge, nay, thou buckram lord! Now ar... |
| 41767 | blank of our jurisdiction regal. What cans... |
| 41768 | Majesty for giving up of Normandy unto Mou... |
| 41769 | Dauphin of France? Be it known unto thee b... |
| 41770 | the presence of Lord Mortimer, that I am t... |
| 41771 | sweep the court clean of such filth as tho... |
| 41772 | traitorously corrupted the youth of the re... |
| 41773 | grammar school; and whereas, before, our f... |
| 41774 | books but the score and the tally, thou ha... |
| 41775 | be us'd, and, contrary to the King, his cr... |
| 41776 | hast built a paper-mill. It will be proved... |
| 41777 | hast men about thee that usually talk of a... |
| 41778 | such abominable words as no Christian ear ... |
| 41779 | Thou hast appointed justices of peace, to ... |
| 41780 | them about matters they were not able to a... |
| 41781 | hast put them in prison, and because they ... |
| 41782 | hast hang'd them, when, indeed, only for t... |
| 41783 | been most worthy to live. Thou dost ride i... |
| 41784 | thou not? |
| 41785 | SAY. What of that? |
| 41786 | CADE. Marry, thou ought'st not to let thy ho... |
| 41787 | honester men than thou go in their hose an... |
| 41788 | DICK. And work in their shirt too, as myself... |
| 41789 | a butcher. |
| 41790 | SAY. You men of Kent- |
| 41791 | DICK. What say you of Kent? |
| 41792 | SAY. Nothing but this: 'tis 'bona terra, mal... |
| 41793 | CADE. Away with him, away with him! He speak... |
| 41794 | SAY. Hear me but speak, and bear me where yo... |
| 41795 | Kent, in the Commentaries Caesar writ, |
| 41796 | Is term'd the civil'st place of all this i... |
| 41797 | Sweet is the country, because full of riches; |
| 41798 | The people liberal valiant, active, wealthy; |
| 41799 | Which makes me hope you are not void of pity. |
| 41800 | I sold not Maine, I lost not Normandy; |
| 41801 | Yet, to recover them, would lose my life. |
| 41802 | Justice with favour have I always done; |
| 41803 | Pray'rs and tears have mov'd me, gifts cou... |
| 41804 | When have I aught exacted at your hands, |
| 41805 | But to maintain the King, the realm, and you? |
| 41806 | Large gifts have I bestow'd on learned cle... |
| 41807 | Because my book preferr'd me to the King, |
| 41808 | And seeing ignorance is the curse of God, |
| 41809 | Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to hea... |
| 41810 | Unless you be possess'd with devilish spirits |
| 41811 | You cannot but forbear to murder me. |
| 41812 | This tongue hath parley'd unto foreign kings |
| 41813 | For your behoof. |
| 41814 | CADE. Tut, when struck'st thou one blow in t... |
| 41815 | SAY. Great men have reaching hands. Oft have... |
| 41816 | Those that I never saw, and struck them de... |
| 41817 | GEORGE. O monstrous coward! What, to come be... |
| 41818 | SAY. These cheeks are pale for watching for ... |
| 41819 | CADE. Give him a box o' th' ear, and that wi... |
| 41820 | SAY. Long sitting to determine poor men's ca... |
| 41821 | Hath made me full of sickness and diseases. |
| 41822 | CADE. Ye shall have a hempen caudle then, an... |
| 41823 | DICK. Why dost thou quiver, man? |
| 41824 | SAY. The palsy, and not fear, provokes me. |
| 41825 | CADE. Nay, he nods at us, as who should say ... |
| 41826 | you'; I'll see if his head will stand stea... |
| 41827 | Take him away, and behead him. |
| 41828 | SAY. Tell me: wherein have I offended most? |
| 41829 | Have I affected wealth or honour? Speak. |
| 41830 | Are my chests fill'd up with extorted gold? |
| 41831 | Is my apparel sumptuous to behold? |
| 41832 | Whom have I injur'd, that ye seek my death? |
| 41833 | These hands are free from guiltless bloods... |
| 41834 | This breast from harbouring foul deceitful... |
| 41835 | O, let me live! |
| 41836 | CADE. [Aside] I feel remorse in myself with ... |
| 41837 | bridle it. He shall die, an it be but for ... |
| 41838 | his life.- Away with him! He has a familia... |
| 41839 | speaks not o' God's name. Go, take him awa... |
| 41840 | off his head presently, and then break int... |
| 41841 | house, Sir James Cromer, and strike off hi... |
| 41842 | both upon two poles hither. |
| 41843 | ALL. It shall be done. |
| 41844 | SAY. Ah, countrymen! if when you make your p... |
| 41845 | God should be so obdurate as yourselves, |
| 41846 | How would it fare with your departed souls? |
| 41847 | And therefore yet relent and save my life. |
| 41848 | CADE. Away with him, and do as I command ye.... |
| 41849 | LORD SAY] The proudest peer in the realm ... |
| 41850 | on his shoulders, unless he pay me tribute... |
| 41851 | maid be married, but she shall pay to me h... |
| 41852 | have it. Men shall hold of me in capite; a... |
| 41853 | command that their wives be as free as hea... |
| 41854 | can tell. |
| 41855 | DICK. My lord, when shall we go to Cheapside... |
| 41856 | commodities upon our bills? |
| 41857 | CADE. Marry, presently. |
| 41858 | ALL. O, brave! |
| 41859 | Re-enter one with the heads |
| 41860 | CADE. But is not this braver? Let them kiss ... |
| 41861 | lov'd well when they were alive. Now part ... |
| 41862 | consult about the giving up of some more t... |
| 41863 | Soldiers, defer the spoil of the city unti... |
| 41864 | borne before us instead of maces will we r... |
| 41865 | streets, and at every corner have them kis... |
| 41866 | SCENE VIII. |
| 41867 | Southwark |
| 41868 | Alarum and retreat. Enter again CADE and all h... |
| 41869 | CADE. Up Fish Street! down Saint Magnus' Cor... |
| 41870 | down! Throw them into Thames! ... |
| 41871 | What noise is this I hear? Dare any be so ... |
| 41872 | or parley when I command them kill? |
| 41873 | Enter BUCKINGHAM and old CLIFFORD,... |
| 41874 | BUCKINGHAM. Ay, here they be that dare and w... |
| 41875 | And therefore yet relent, and save my life. |
| 41876 | Know, Cade, we come ambassadors from the King |
| 41877 | Unto the commons whom thou hast misled; |
| 41878 | And here pronounce free pardon to them all |
| 41879 | That will forsake thee and go home in peace. |
| 41880 | CLIFFORD. What say ye, countrymen? Will ye r... |
| 41881 | And yield to mercy whilst 'tis offer'd you, |
| 41882 | Or let a rebel lead you to your deaths? |
| 41883 | Who loves the King, and will embrace his p... |
| 41884 | Fling up his cap and say 'God save his Maj... |
| 41885 | Who hateth him and honours not his father, |
| 41886 | Henry the Fifth, that made all France to q... |
| 41887 | Shake he his weapon at us and pass by. |
| 41888 | ALL. God save the King! God save the King! |
| 41889 | CADE. What, Buckingham and Clifford, are ye ... |
| 41890 | And you, base peasants, do ye believe him?... |
| 41891 | hang'd with your about your necks? Hath my... |
| 41892 | through London gates, that you should leav... |
| 41893 | in Southwark? I thought ye would never hav... |
| 41894 | till you had recovered your ancient freedo... |
| 41895 | recreants and dastards, and delight to liv... |
| 41896 | nobility. Let them break your backs with b... |
| 41897 | houses over your heads, ravish your wives ... |
| 41898 | your faces. For me, I will make shift for ... |
| 41899 | light upon you all! |
| 41900 | ALL. We'll follow Cade, we'll follow Cade! |
| 41901 | CLIFFORD. Is Cade the son of Henry the Fifth, |
| 41902 | That thus you do exclaim you'll go with him? |
| 41903 | Will he conduct you through the heart of F... |
| 41904 | And make the meanest of you earls and dukes? |
| 41905 | Alas, he hath no home, no place to fly to; |
| 41906 | Nor knows he how to live but by the spoil, |
| 41907 | Unless by robbing of your friends and us. |
| 41908 | Were't not a shame that whilst you live at... |
| 41909 | The fearful French, whom you late vanquished, |
| 41910 | Should make a start o'er seas and vanquish... |
| 41911 | Methinks already in this civil broil |
| 41912 | I see them lording it in London streets, |
| 41913 | Crying 'Villiago!' unto all they meet. |
| 41914 | Better ten thousand base-born Cades miscarry |
| 41915 | Than you should stoop unto a Frenchman's m... |
| 41916 | To France, to France, and get what you hav... |
| 41917 | Spare England, for it is your native coast. |
| 41918 | Henry hath money; you are strong and manly. |
| 41919 | God on our side, doubt not of victory. |
| 41920 | ALL. A Clifford! a Clifford! We'll follow th... |
| 41921 | CADE. Was ever feather so lightly blown to a... |
| 41922 | multitude? The name of Henry the Fifth hal... |
| 41923 | mischiefs, and makes them leave me desolat... |
| 41924 | heads together to surprise me. My sword ma... |
| 41925 | is no staying. In despite of the devils an... |
| 41926 | the very middest of you! and heavens and h... |
| 41927 | no want of resolution in me, but only my f... |
| 41928 | ignominious treasons, makes me betake me t... |
| 41929 | Exit |
| 41930 | BUCKINGHAM. What, is he fled? Go some, and f... |
| 41931 | And he that brings his head unto the King |
| 41932 | Shall have a thousand crowns for his reward. |
| 41933 | E... |
| 41934 | Follow me, soldiers; we'll devise a mean |
| 41935 | To reconcile you all unto the King. ... |
| 41936 | SCENE IX. |
| 41937 | Killing, worth Castle |
| 41938 | Sound trumpets. Enter KING, QUEEN, and SOMERSE... |
| 41939 | KING HENRY. Was ever king that joy'd an eart... |
| 41940 | And could command no more content than I? |
| 41941 | No sooner was I crept out of my cradle |
| 41942 | But I was made a king, at nine months old. |
| 41943 | Was never subject long'd to be a King |
| 41944 | As I do long and wish to be a subject. |
| 41945 | Enter BUCKINGHAM and old CLIFFORD |
| 41946 | BUCKINGHAM. Health and glad tidings to your ... |
| 41947 | KING HENRY. Why, Buckingham, is the traitor ... |
| 41948 | Or is he but retir'd to make him strong? |
| 41949 | Enter, below, multitudes, with halters ab... |
| 41950 | CLIFFORD. He is fled, my lord, and all his p... |
| 41951 | And humbly thus, with halters on their necks, |
| 41952 | Expect your Highness' doom of life or death. |
| 41953 | KING HENRY. Then, heaven, set ope thy everla... |
| 41954 | To entertain my vows of thanks and praise! |
| 41955 | Soldiers, this day have you redeem'd your ... |
| 41956 | And show'd how well you love your Prince a... |
| 41957 | Continue still in this so good a mind, |
| 41958 | And Henry, though he be infortunate, |
| 41959 | Assure yourselves, will never be unkind. |
| 41960 | And so, with thanks and pardon to you all, |
| 41961 | I do dismiss you to your several countries. |
| 41962 | ALL. God save the King! God save the King! |
| 41963 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 41964 | MESSENGER. Please it your Grace to be advert... |
| 41965 | The Duke of York is newly come from Ireland |
| 41966 | And with a puissant and a mighty power |
| 41967 | Of gallowglasses and stout kerns |
| 41968 | Is marching hitherward in proud array, |
| 41969 | And still proclaimeth, as he comes along, |
| 41970 | His arms are only to remove from thee |
| 41971 | The Duke of Somerset, whom he terms a trai... |
| 41972 | KING HENRY. Thus stands my state, 'twixt Cad... |
| 41973 | Like to a ship that, having scap'd a tempest, |
| 41974 | Is straightway calm'd, and boarded with a ... |
| 41975 | But now is Cade driven back, his men dispe... |
| 41976 | And now is York in arms to second him. |
| 41977 | I pray thee, Buckingham, go and meet him |
| 41978 | And ask him what's the reason of these arms. |
| 41979 | Tell him I'll send Duke Edmund to the Tower- |
| 41980 | And Somerset, we will commit thee thither |
| 41981 | Until his army be dismiss'd from him. |
| 41982 | SOMERSET. My lord, |
| 41983 | I'll yield myself to prison willingly, |
| 41984 | Or unto death, to do my country good. |
| 41985 | KING HENRY. In any case be not too rough in ... |
| 41986 | For he is fierce and cannot brook hard lan... |
| 41987 | BUCKINGHAM. I will, my lord, and doubt not s... |
| 41988 | As all things shall redound unto your good. |
| 41989 | KING HENRY. Come, wife, let's in, and learn ... |
| 41990 | For yet may England curse my wretched reign. |
| 41991 | ... |
| 41992 | SCENE X. |
| 41993 | Kent. Iden's garden |
| 41994 | Enter CADE |
| 41995 | CADE. Fie on ambitions! Fie on myself, that ... |
| 41996 | ready to famish! These five days have I hi... |
| 41997 | durst not peep out, for all the country is... |
| 41998 | am I so hungry that, if I might have a lea... |
| 41999 | thousand years, I could stay no longer. Wh... |
| 42000 | wall have I climb'd into this garden, to s... |
| 42001 | or pick a sallet another while, which is n... |
| 42002 | man's stomach this hot weather. And I thin... |
| 42003 | was born to do me good; for many a time, b... |
| 42004 | brain-pain had been cleft with a brown bil... |
| 42005 | when I have been dry, and bravely marching... |
| 42006 | instead of a quart-pot to drink in; and no... |
| 42007 | must serve me to feed on. |
| 42008 | Enter IDEN |
| 42009 | IDEN. Lord, who would live turmoiled in the ... |
| 42010 | And may enjoy such quiet walks as these? |
| 42011 | This small inheritance my father left me |
| 42012 | Contenteth me, and worth a monarchy. |
| 42013 | I seek not to wax great by others' waning |
| 42014 | Or gather wealth I care not with what envy; |
| 42015 | Sufficeth that I have maintains my state, |
| 42016 | And sends the poor well pleased from my gate. |
| 42017 | CADE. Here's the lord of the soil come to se... |
| 42018 | entering his fee-simple without leave. Ah,... |
| 42019 | betray me, and get a thousand crowns of th... |
| 42020 | head to him; but I'll make thee eat iron l... |
| 42021 | swallow my sword like a great pin ere thou... |
| 42022 | IDEN. Why, rude companion, whatsoe'er thou be, |
| 42023 | I know thee not; why then should I betray ... |
| 42024 | Is't not enough to break into my garden |
| 42025 | And like a thief to come to rob my grounds, |
| 42026 | Climbing my walls in spite of me the owner, |
| 42027 | But thou wilt brave me with these saucy te... |
| 42028 | CADE. Brave thee? Ay, by the best blood that... |
| 42029 | beard thee too. Look on me well: I have ea... |
| 42030 | days, yet come thou and thy five men and i... |
| 42031 | all as dead as a door-nail, I pray God I m... |
| 42032 | more. |
| 42033 | IDEN. Nay, it shall ne'er be said, while Eng... |
| 42034 | That Alexander Iden, an esquire of Kent, |
| 42035 | Took odds to combat a poor famish'd man. |
| 42036 | Oppose thy steadfast-gazing eyes to mine; |
| 42037 | See if thou canst outface me with thy looks; |
| 42038 | Set limb to limb, and thou art far the les... |
| 42039 | Thy hand is but a finger to my fist, |
| 42040 | Thy leg a stick compared with this truncheon; |
| 42041 | My foot shall fight with all the strength ... |
| 42042 | And if mine arm be heaved in the air, |
| 42043 | Thy grave is digg'd already in the earth. |
| 42044 | As for words, whose greatness answers words, |
| 42045 | Let this my sword report what speech forbe... |
| 42046 | CADE. By my valour, the most complete champi... |
| 42047 | Steel, if thou turn the edge, or cut not o... |
| 42048 | clown in chines of beef ere thou sleep in ... |
| 42049 | God on my knees thou mayst be turn'd to ho... |
| 42050 | fight; CADE falls] O, I am slain! famine a... |
| 42051 | me. Let ten thousand devils come against m... |
| 42052 | ten meals I have lost, and I'd defy them a... |
| 42053 | be henceforth a burying place to all that ... |
| 42054 | because the unconquered soul of Cade is fled. |
| 42055 | IDEN. Is't Cade that I have slain, that mons... |
| 42056 | Sword, I will hallow thee for this thy deed |
| 42057 | And hang thee o'er my tomb when I am dead. |
| 42058 | Ne'er shall this blood be wiped from thy p... |
| 42059 | But thou shalt wear it as a herald's coat |
| 42060 | To emblaze the honour that thy master got. |
| 42061 | CADE. Iden, farewell; and be proud of thy vi... |
| 42062 | me she hath lost her best man, and exhort ... |
| 42063 | cowards; for I, that never feared any, am ... |
| 42064 | not by valour. ... |
| 42065 | IDEN. How much thou wrong'st me, heaven be m... |
| 42066 | Die, damned wretch, the curse of her that ... |
| 42067 | And as I thrust thy body in with my sword, |
| 42068 | So wish I, I might thrust thy soul to hell. |
| 42069 | Hence will I drag thee headlong by the hee... |
| 42070 | Unto a dunghill, which shall be thy grave, |
| 42071 | And there cut off thy most ungracious head, |
| 42072 | Which I will bear in triumph to the King, |
| 42073 | Leaving thy trunk for crows to feed upon. ... |
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| 42082 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 42083 | Fields between Dartford and Blackheath |
| 42084 | Enter YORK, and his army of Irish, with drum a... |
| 42085 | YORK. From Ireland thus comes York to claim ... |
| 42086 | And pluck the crown from feeble Henry's head: |
| 42087 | Ring bells aloud, burn bonfires clear and ... |
| 42088 | To entertain great England's lawful king. |
| 42089 | Ah, sancta majestas! who would not buy the... |
| 42090 | Let them obey that knows not how to rule; |
| 42091 | This hand was made to handle nought but gold. |
| 42092 | I cannot give due action to my words |
| 42093 | Except a sword or sceptre balance it. |
| 42094 | A sceptre shall it have, have I a soul |
| 42095 | On which I'll toss the flower-de-luce of F... |
| 42096 | Enter BUCKINGHAM |
| 42097 | [Aside] Whom have we here? Buckingham, to ... |
| 42098 | The King hath sent him, sure: I must disse... |
| 42099 | BUCKINGHAM. York, if thou meanest well I gre... |
| 42100 | YORK. Humphrey of Buckingham, I accept thy g... |
| 42101 | Art thou a messenger, or come of pleasure? |
| 42102 | BUCKINGHAM. A messenger from Henry, our drea... |
| 42103 | To know the reason of these arms in peace; |
| 42104 | Or why thou, being a subject as I am, |
| 42105 | Against thy oath and true allegiance sworn, |
| 42106 | Should raise so great a power without his ... |
| 42107 | Or dare to bring thy force so near the court. |
| 42108 | YORK. [Aside] Scarce can I speak, my choler ... |
| 42109 | O, I could hew up rocks and fight with flint, |
| 42110 | I am so angry at these abject terms; |
| 42111 | And now, like Ajax Telamonius, |
| 42112 | On sheep or oxen could I spend my fury. |
| 42113 | I am far better born than is the King, |
| 42114 | More like a king, more kingly in my thoughts; |
| 42115 | But I must make fair weather yet awhile, |
| 42116 | Till Henry be more weak and I more strong.- |
| 42117 | Buckingham, I prithee, pardon me |
| 42118 | That I have given no answer all this while; |
| 42119 | My mind was troubled with deep melancholy. |
| 42120 | The cause why I have brought this army hither |
| 42121 | Is to remove proud Somerset from the King, |
| 42122 | Seditious to his Grace and to the state. |
| 42123 | BUCKINGHAM. That is too much presumption on ... |
| 42124 | But if thy arms be to no other end, |
| 42125 | The King hath yielded unto thy demand: |
| 42126 | The Duke of Somerset is in the Tower. |
| 42127 | YORK. Upon thine honour, is he prisoner? |
| 42128 | BUCKINGHAM. Upon mine honour, he is prisoner. |
| 42129 | YORK. Then, Buckingham, I do dismiss my pow'rs. |
| 42130 | Soldiers, I thank you all; disperse yourse... |
| 42131 | Meet me to-morrow in Saint George's field, |
| 42132 | You shall have pay and everything you wish. |
| 42133 | And let my sovereign, virtuous Henry, |
| 42134 | Command my eldest son, nay, all my sons, |
| 42135 | As pledges of my fealty and love. |
| 42136 | I'll send them all as willing as I live: |
| 42137 | Lands, goods, horse, armour, anything I have, |
| 42138 | Is his to use, so Somerset may die. |
| 42139 | BUCKINGHAM. York, I commend this kind submis... |
| 42140 | We twain will go into his Highness' tent. |
| 42141 | Enter the KING, and attendants |
| 42142 | KING HENRY. Buckingham, doth York intend no ... |
| 42143 | That thus he marcheth with thee arm in arm? |
| 42144 | YORK. In all submission and humility |
| 42145 | York doth present himself unto your Highness. |
| 42146 | KING HENRY. Then what intends these forces t... |
| 42147 | YORK. To heave the traitor Somerset from hence, |
| 42148 | And fight against that monstrous rebel Cade, |
| 42149 | Who since I heard to be discomfited. |
| 42150 | Enter IDEN, with CADE's head |
| 42151 | IDEN. If one so rude and of so mean condition |
| 42152 | May pass into the presence of a king, |
| 42153 | Lo, I present your Grace a traitor's head, |
| 42154 | The head of Cade, whom I in combat slew. |
| 42155 | KING HENRY. The head of Cade! Great God, how... |
| 42156 | O, let me view his visage, being dead, |
| 42157 | That living wrought me such exceeding trou... |
| 42158 | Tell me, my friend, art thou the man that ... |
| 42159 | IDEN. I was, an't like your Majesty. |
| 42160 | KING HENRY. How art thou call'd? And what is... |
| 42161 | IDEN. Alexander Iden, that's my name; |
| 42162 | A poor esquire of Kent that loves his king. |
| 42163 | BUCKINGHAM. So please it you, my lord, 'twer... |
| 42164 | He were created knight for his good service. |
| 42165 | KING HENRY. Iden, kneel down. [He kneels] Ri... |
| 42166 | We give thee for reward a thousand marks, |
| 42167 | And will that thou thenceforth attend on us. |
| 42168 | IDEN. May Iden live to merit such a bounty, |
| 42169 | And never live but true unto his liege! |
| 42170 | Enter the QUEEN and SOMERSET |
| 42171 | KING HENRY. See, Buckingham! Somerset comes ... |
| 42172 | Go, bid her hide him quickly from the Duke. |
| 42173 | QUEEN. For thousand Yorks he shall not hide ... |
| 42174 | But boldly stand and front him to his face. |
| 42175 | YORK. How now! Is Somerset at liberty? |
| 42176 | Then, York, unloose thy long-imprisoned th... |
| 42177 | And let thy tongue be equal with thy heart. |
| 42178 | Shall I endure the sight of Somerset? |
| 42179 | False king, why hast thou broken faith wit... |
| 42180 | Knowing how hardly I can brook abuse? |
| 42181 | King did I call thee? No, thou art not king; |
| 42182 | Not fit to govern and rule multitudes, |
| 42183 | Which dar'st not, no, nor canst not rule a... |
| 42184 | That head of thine doth not become a crown; |
| 42185 | Thy hand is made to grasp a palmer's staff, |
| 42186 | And not to grace an awful princely sceptre. |
| 42187 | That gold must round engirt these brows of... |
| 42188 | Whose smile and frown, like to Achilles' s... |
| 42189 | Is able with the change to kill and cure. |
| 42190 | Here is a hand to hold a sceptre up, |
| 42191 | And with the same to act controlling laws. |
| 42192 | Give place. By heaven, thou shalt rule no ... |
| 42193 | O'er him whom heaven created for thy ruler. |
| 42194 | SOMERSET. O monstrous traitor! I arrest thee... |
| 42195 | Of capital treason 'gainst the King and cr... |
| 42196 | Obey, audacious traitor; kneel for grace. |
| 42197 | YORK. Wouldst have me kneel? First let me as... |
| 42198 | If they can brook I bow a knee to man. |
| 42199 | Sirrah, call in my sons to be my bail: ... |
| 42200 | I know, ere thy will have me go to ward, |
| 42201 | They'll pawn their swords for my enfranchi... |
| 42202 | QUEEN. Call hither Clifford; bid him come am... |
| 42203 | To say if that the bastard boys of York |
| 42204 | Shall be the surety for their traitor father. |
| 42205 | ... |
| 42206 | YORK. O blood-bespotted Neapolitan, |
| 42207 | Outcast of Naples, England's bloody scourge! |
| 42208 | The sons of York, thy betters in their birth, |
| 42209 | Shall be their father's bail; and bane to ... |
| 42210 | That for my surety will refuse the boys! |
| 42211 | Enter EDWARD and RICHARD PLANTA... |
| 42212 | See where they come: I'll warrant they'll ... |
| 42213 | Enter CLIFFORD and his SON |
| 42214 | QUEEN. And here comes Clifford to deny their... |
| 42215 | CLIFFORD. Health and all happiness to my lor... |
| 42216 | ... |
| 42217 | YORK. I thank thee, Clifford. Say, what news... |
| 42218 | Nay, do not fright us with an angry look. |
| 42219 | We are thy sovereign, Clifford, kneel again; |
| 42220 | For thy mistaking so, we pardon thee. |
| 42221 | CLIFFORD. This is my King, York, I do not mi... |
| 42222 | But thou mistakes me much to think I do. |
| 42223 | To Bedlam with him! Is the man grown mad? |
| 42224 | KING HENRY. Ay, Clifford; a bedlam and ambit... |
| 42225 | Makes him oppose himself against his king. |
| 42226 | CLIFFORD. He is a traitor; let him to the To... |
| 42227 | And chop away that factious pate of his. |
| 42228 | QUEEN. He is arrested, but will not obey; |
| 42229 | His sons, he says, shall give their words ... |
| 42230 | YORK. Will you not, sons? |
| 42231 | EDWARD. Ay, noble father, if our words will ... |
| 42232 | RICHARD. And if words will not, then our wea... |
| 42233 | CLIFFORD. Why, what a brood of traitors have... |
| 42234 | YORK. Look in a glass, and call thy image so: |
| 42235 | I am thy king, and thou a false-heart trai... |
| 42236 | Call hither to the stake my two brave bears, |
| 42237 | That with the very shaking of their chains |
| 42238 | They may astonish these fell-lurking curs. |
| 42239 | Bid Salisbury and Warwick come to me. |
| 42240 | Enter the EARLS OF WARWICK and ... |
| 42241 | CLIFFORD. Are these thy bears? We'll bait th... |
| 42242 | And manacle the berard in their chains, |
| 42243 | If thou dar'st bring them to the baiting-p... |
| 42244 | RICHARD. Oft have I seen a hot o'er weening cur |
| 42245 | Run back and bite, because he was withheld; |
| 42246 | Who, being suffer'd, with the bear's fell ... |
| 42247 | Hath clapp'd his tail between his legs and... |
| 42248 | And such a piece of service will you do, |
| 42249 | If you oppose yourselves to match Lord War... |
| 42250 | CLIFFORD. Hence, heap of wrath, foul indiges... |
| 42251 | As crooked in thy manners as thy shape! |
| 42252 | YORK. Nay, we shall heat you thoroughly anon. |
| 42253 | CLIFFORD. Take heed, lest by your heat you b... |
| 42254 | KING HENRY. Why, Warwick, hath thy knee forg... |
| 42255 | Old Salisbury, shame to thy silver hair, |
| 42256 | Thou mad misleader of thy brainsick son! |
| 42257 | What, wilt thou on thy death-bed play the ... |
| 42258 | And seek for sorrow with thy spectacles? |
| 42259 | O, where is faith? O, where is loyalty? |
| 42260 | If it be banish'd from the frosty head, |
| 42261 | Where shall it find a harbour in the earth? |
| 42262 | Wilt thou go dig a grave to find out war |
| 42263 | And shame thine honourable age with blood? |
| 42264 | Why art thou old, and want'st experience? |
| 42265 | Or wherefore dost abuse it, if thou hast it? |
| 42266 | For shame! In duty bend thy knee to me, |
| 42267 | That bows unto the grave with mickle age. |
| 42268 | SALISBURY. My lord, I have considered with m... |
| 42269 | The tide of this most renowned duke, |
| 42270 | And in my conscience do repute his Grace |
| 42271 | The rightful heir to England's royal seat. |
| 42272 | KING HENRY. Hast thou not sworn allegiance u... |
| 42273 | SALISBURY. I have. |
| 42274 | KING HENRY. Canst thou dispense with heaven ... |
| 42275 | SALISBURY. It is great sin to swear unto a sin; |
| 42276 | But greater sin to keep a sinful oath. |
| 42277 | Who can be bound by any solemn vow |
| 42278 | To do a murd'rous deed, to rob a man, |
| 42279 | To force a spotless virgin's chastity, |
| 42280 | To reave the orphan of his patrimony, |
| 42281 | To wring the widow from her custom'd right, |
| 42282 | And have no other reason for this wrong |
| 42283 | But that he was bound by a solemn oath? |
| 42284 | QUEEN. A subtle traitor needs no sophister. |
| 42285 | KING HENRY. Call Buckingham, and bid him arm... |
| 42286 | YORK. Call Buckingham, and all the friends t... |
| 42287 | I am resolv'd for death or dignity. |
| 42288 | CLIFFORD. The first I warrant thee, if dream... |
| 42289 | WARWICK. You were best to go to bed and drea... |
| 42290 | To keep thee from the tempest of the field. |
| 42291 | CLIFFORD. I am resolv'd to bear a greater storm |
| 42292 | Than any thou canst conjure up to-day; |
| 42293 | And that I'll write upon thy burgonet, |
| 42294 | Might I but know thee by thy household badge. |
| 42295 | WARWICK. Now, by my father's badge, old Nevi... |
| 42296 | The rampant bear chain'd to the ragged staff, |
| 42297 | This day I'll wear aloft my burgonet, |
| 42298 | As on a mountain-top the cedar shows, |
| 42299 | That keeps his leaves in spite of any storm, |
| 42300 | Even to affright thee with the view thereof. |
| 42301 | CLIFFORD. And from thy burgonet I'll rend th... |
| 42302 | And tread it under foot with all contempt, |
| 42303 | Despite the berard that protects the bear. |
| 42304 | YOUNG CLIFFORD. And so to arms, victorious f... |
| 42305 | To quell the rebels and their complices. |
| 42306 | RICHARD. Fie! charity, for shame! Speak not ... |
| 42307 | For you shall sup with Jesu Christ to-nigh... |
| 42308 | YOUNG CLIFFORD. Foul stigmatic, that's more ... |
| 42309 | RICHARD. If not in heaven, you'll surely sup... |
| 42310 | ... |
| 42311 | SCENE II. |
| 42312 | Saint Albans |
| 42313 | Alarums to the battle. Enter WARWICK |
| 42314 | WARWICK. Clifford of Cumberland, 'tis Warwic... |
| 42315 | And if thou dost not hide thee from the bear, |
| 42316 | Now, when the angry trumpet sounds alarum |
| 42317 | And dead men's cries do fill the empty air, |
| 42318 | Clifford, I say, come forth and fight with... |
| 42319 | Proud northern lord, Clifford of Cumberland, |
| 42320 | WARWICK is hoarse with calling thee to arms. |
| 42321 | Enter YORK |
| 42322 | How now, my noble lord! what, all a-foot? |
| 42323 | YORK. The deadly-handed Clifford slew my steed; |
| 42324 | But match to match I have encount'red him, |
| 42325 | And made a prey for carrion kites and crows |
| 42326 | Even of the bonny beast he lov'd so well. |
| 42327 | Enter OLD CLIFFORD |
| 42328 | WARWICK. Of one or both of us the time is come. |
| 42329 | YORK. Hold, Warwick, seek thee out some othe... |
| 42330 | For I myself must hunt this deer to death. |
| 42331 | WARWICK. Then, nobly, York; 'tis for a crown... |
| 42332 | As I intend, Clifford, to thrive to-day, |
| 42333 | It grieves my soul to leave thee unassail'... |
| 42334 | CLIFFORD. What seest thou in me, York? Why d... |
| 42335 | YORK. With thy brave bearing should I be in ... |
| 42336 | But that thou art so fast mine enemy. |
| 42337 | CLIFFORD. Nor should thy prowess want praise... |
| 42338 | But that 'tis shown ignobly and in treason. |
| 42339 | YORK. So let it help me now against thy sword, |
| 42340 | As I in justice and true right express it! |
| 42341 | CLIFFORD. My soul and body on the action both! |
| 42342 | YORK. A dreadful lay! Address thee instantly. |
| 42343 | [They fight a... |
| 42344 | CLIFFORD. La fin couronne les oeuvres. ... |
| 42345 | YORK. Thus war hath given thee peace, for th... |
| 42346 | Peace with his soul, heaven, if it be thy ... |
| 42347 | Enter YOUNG CLIFFORD |
| 42348 | YOUNG CLIFFORD. Shame and confusion! All is ... |
| 42349 | Fear frames disorder, and disorder wounds |
| 42350 | Where it should guard. O war, thou son of ... |
| 42351 | Whom angry heavens do make their minister, |
| 42352 | Throw in the frozen bosoms of our part |
| 42353 | Hot coals of vengeance! Let no soldier fly. |
| 42354 | He that is truly dedicate to war |
| 42355 | Hath no self-love; nor he that loves himself |
| 42356 | Hath not essentially, but by circumstance, |
| 42357 | The name of valour. [Sees ... |
| 42358 | O, let the vile world end |
| 42359 | And the premised flames of the last day |
| 42360 | Knit earth and heaven together! |
| 42361 | Now let the general trumpet blow his blast, |
| 42362 | Particularities and petty sounds |
| 42363 | To cease! Wast thou ordain'd, dear father, |
| 42364 | To lose thy youth in peace and to achieve |
| 42365 | The silver livery of advised age, |
| 42366 | And in thy reverence and thy chair-days thus |
| 42367 | To die in ruffian battle? Even at this sight |
| 42368 | My heart is turn'd to stone; and while 'ti... |
| 42369 | It shall be stony. York not our old men sp... |
| 42370 | No more will I their babes. Tears virginal |
| 42371 | Shall be to me even as the dew to fire; |
| 42372 | And beauty, that the tyrant oft reclaims, |
| 42373 | Shall to my flaming wrath be oil and flax. |
| 42374 | Henceforth I will not have to do with pity: |
| 42375 | Meet I an infant of the house of York, |
| 42376 | Into as many gobbets will I cut it |
| 42377 | As wild Medea young Absyrtus did; |
| 42378 | In cruelty will I seek out my fame. |
| 42379 | Come, thou new ruin of old Clifford's house; |
| 42380 | As did Aeneas old Anchises bear, |
| 42381 | So bear I thee upon my manly shoulders; |
| 42382 | But then Aeneas bare a living load, |
| 42383 | Nothing so heavy as these woes of mine. |
| 42384 | ... |
| 42385 | Enter RICHARD and SOMERSET to fight. SO... |
| 42386 | RICHARD. So, lie thou there; |
| 42387 | For underneath an alehouse' paltry sign, |
| 42388 | The Castle in Saint Albans, Somerset |
| 42389 | Hath made the wizard famous in his death. |
| 42390 | Sword, hold thy temper; heart, be wrathful... |
| 42391 | Priests pray for enemies, but princes kill... |
| 42392 | Fight. Excursions. Enter KING, QUEEN, ... |
| 42393 | QUEEN. Away, my lord! You are slow; for sham... |
| 42394 | KING HENRY. Can we outrun the heavens? Good ... |
| 42395 | QUEEN. What are you made of? You'll nor figh... |
| 42396 | Now is it manhood, wisdom, and defence, |
| 42397 | To give the enemy way, and to secure us |
| 42398 | By what we can, which can no more but fly. |
| 42399 | ... |
| 42400 | If you be ta'en, we then should see the bo... |
| 42401 | Of all our fortunes; but if we haply scape- |
| 42402 | As well we may, if not through your neglect- |
| 42403 | We shall to London get, where you are lov'd, |
| 42404 | And where this breach now in our fortunes ... |
| 42405 | May readily be stopp'd. |
| 42406 | Re-enter YOUNG CLIFFORD |
| 42407 | YOUNG CLIFFORD. But that my heart's on futur... |
| 42408 | I would speak blasphemy ere bid you fly; |
| 42409 | But fly you must; uncurable discomfit |
| 42410 | Reigns in the hearts of all our present pa... |
| 42411 | Away, for your relief! and we will live |
| 42412 | To see their day and them our fortune give. |
| 42413 | Away, my lord, away! ... |
| 42414 | SCENE III. |
| 42415 | Fields near Saint Albans |
| 42416 | Alarum. Retreat. Enter YORK, RICHARD, WARWICK,... |
| 42417 | with drum and colours |
| 42418 | YORK. Of Salisbury, who can report of him, |
| 42419 | That winter lion, who in rage forgets |
| 42420 | Aged contusions and all brush of time |
| 42421 | And, like a gallant in the brow of youth, |
| 42422 | Repairs him with occasion? This happy day |
| 42423 | Is not itself, nor have we won one foot, |
| 42424 | If Salisbury be lost. |
| 42425 | RICHARD. My noble father, |
| 42426 | Three times to-day I holp him to his horse, |
| 42427 | Three times bestrid him, thrice I led him ... |
| 42428 | Persuaded him from any further act; |
| 42429 | But still where danger was, still there I ... |
| 42430 | And like rich hangings in a homely house, |
| 42431 | So was his will in his old feeble body. |
| 42432 | But, noble as he is, look where he comes. |
| 42433 | Enter SALISBURY |
| 42434 | SALISBURY. Now, by my sword, well hast thou ... |
| 42435 | By th' mass, so did we all. I thank you, R... |
| 42436 | God knows how long it is I have to live, |
| 42437 | And it hath pleas'd Him that three times t... |
| 42438 | You have defended me from imminent death. |
| 42439 | Well, lords, we have not got that which we... |
| 42440 | 'Tis not enough our foes are this time fled, |
| 42441 | Being opposites of such repairing nature. |
| 42442 | YORK. I know our safety is to follow them; |
| 42443 | For, as I hear, the King is fled to London |
| 42444 | To call a present court of Parliament. |
| 42445 | Let us pursue him ere the writs go forth. |
| 42446 | What says Lord Warwick? Shall we after them? |
| 42447 | WARWICK. After them? Nay, before them, if we... |
| 42448 | Now, by my faith, lords, 'twas a glorious ... |
| 42449 | Saint Albans' battle, won by famous York, |
| 42450 | Shall be eterniz'd in all age to come. |
| 42451 | Sound drum and trumpets and to London all; |
| 42452 | And more such days as these to us befall! ... |
| 42453 | THE END |
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| 42463 | THE THIRD PART OF KING HENRY THE SIXTH |
| 42464 | by William Shakespeare |
| 42465 | DRAMATIS PERSONAE |
| 42466 | KING HENRY THE SIXTH |
| 42467 | EDWARD, PRINCE OF WALES, his son |
| 42468 | LEWIS XI, King of France DUKE OF S... |
| 42469 | DUKE OF EXETER EARL OF O... |
| 42470 | EARL OF NORTHUMBERLAND EARL OF W... |
| 42471 | LORD CLIFFORD |
| 42472 | RICHARD PLANTAGENET, DUKE OF YORK |
| 42473 | EDWARD, EARL OF MARCH, afterwards KING EDWAR... |
| 42474 | EDMUND, EARL OF RUTLAND, his son |
| 42475 | GEORGE, afterwards DUKE OF CLARENCE, his son |
| 42476 | RICHARD, afterwards DUKE OF GLOUCESTER, his son |
| 42477 | DUKE OF NORFOLK MARQUIS O... |
| 42478 | EARL OF WARWICK EARL OF P... |
| 42479 | LORD HASTINGS LORD STAF... |
| 42480 | SIR JOHN MORTIMER, uncle to the Duke of York |
| 42481 | SIR HUGH MORTIMER, uncle to the Duke of York |
| 42482 | HENRY, EARL OF RICHMOND, a youth |
| 42483 | LORD RIVERS, brother to Lady Grey |
| 42484 | SIR WILLIAM STANLEY SIR JOHN ... |
| 42485 | SIR JOHN SOMERVILLE TUTOR, to... |
| 42486 | MAYOR OF YORK LIEUTENAN... |
| 42487 | A NOBLEMAN TWO KEEPERS |
| 42488 | A HUNTSMAN |
| 42489 | A SON that has killed his father |
| 42490 | A FATHER that has killed his son |
| 42491 | QUEEN MARGARET |
| 42492 | LADY GREY, afterwards QUEEN to Edward IV |
| 42493 | BONA, sister to the French Queen |
| 42494 | Soldiers, Attendants, Messengers, Watchmen, ... |
| 42495 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 42496 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 42497 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 42498 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 42499 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
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| 42503 | SCENE: |
| 42504 | England and France |
| 42505 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 42506 | London. The Parliament House |
| 42507 | Alarum. Enter DUKE OF YORK, EDWARD, RICHARD, N... |
| 42508 | and soldiers, with white roses in their hats |
| 42509 | WARWICK. I wonder how the King escap'd our h... |
| 42510 | YORK. While we pursu'd the horsemen of the n... |
| 42511 | He slily stole away and left his men; |
| 42512 | Whereat the great Lord of Northumberland, |
| 42513 | Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat, |
| 42514 | Cheer'd up the drooping army, and himself, |
| 42515 | Lord Clifford, and Lord Stafford, all abre... |
| 42516 | Charg'd our main battle's front, and, brea... |
| 42517 | Were by the swords of common soldiers slain. |
| 42518 | EDWARD. Lord Stafford's father, Duke of Buck... |
| 42519 | Is either slain or wounded dangerous; |
| 42520 | I cleft his beaver with a downright blow. |
| 42521 | That this is true, father, behold his blood. |
| 42522 | MONTAGUE. And, brother, here's the Earl of W... |
| 42523 | Whom I encount'red as the battles join'd. |
| 42524 | RICHARD. Speak thou for me, and tell them wh... |
| 42525 | [Throwing dow... |
| 42526 | YORK. Richard hath best deserv'd of all my s... |
| 42527 | But is your Grace dead, my Lord of Somerset? |
| 42528 | NORFOLK. Such hope have all the line of John... |
| 42529 | RICHARD. Thus do I hope to shake King Henry'... |
| 42530 | WARWICK. And so do I. Victorious Prince of Y... |
| 42531 | Before I see thee seated in that throne |
| 42532 | Which now the house of Lancaster usurps, |
| 42533 | I vow by heaven these eyes shall never close. |
| 42534 | This is the palace of the fearful King, |
| 42535 | And this the regal seat. Possess it, York; |
| 42536 | For this is thine, and not King Henry's he... |
| 42537 | YORK. Assist me then, sweet Warwick, and I w... |
| 42538 | For hither we have broken in by force. |
| 42539 | NORFOLK. We'll all assist you; he that flies... |
| 42540 | YORK. Thanks, gentle Norfolk. Stay by me, my... |
| 42541 | And, soldiers, stay and lodge by me this n... |
| 42542 | ... |
| 42543 | WARWICK. And when the King comes, offer him ... |
| 42544 | Unless he seek to thrust you out perforce. |
| 42545 | YORK. The Queen this day here holds her parl... |
| 42546 | But little thinks we shall be of her council. |
| 42547 | By words or blows here let us win our right. |
| 42548 | RICHARD. Arm'd as we are, let's stay within ... |
| 42549 | WARWICK. The bloody parliament shall this be... |
| 42550 | Unless Plantagenet, Duke of York, be King, |
| 42551 | And bashful Henry depos'd, whose cowardice |
| 42552 | Hath made us by-words to our enemies. |
| 42553 | YORK. Then leave me not, my lords; be resolute: |
| 42554 | I mean to take possession of my right. |
| 42555 | WARWICK. Neither the King, nor he that loves... |
| 42556 | The proudest he that holds up Lancaster, |
| 42557 | Dares stir a wing if Warwick shake his bells. |
| 42558 | I'll plant Plantagenet, root him up who da... |
| 42559 | Resolve thee, Richard; claim the English c... |
| 42560 | [YORK oc... |
| 42561 | Flourish. Enter KING HENRY, CLIFFORD, N... |
| 42562 | WESTMORELAND, EXETER, and others, with... |
| 42563 | their hats |
| 42564 | KING HENRY. My lords, look where the sturdy ... |
| 42565 | Even in the chair of state! Belike he means, |
| 42566 | Back'd by the power of Warwick, that false... |
| 42567 | To aspire unto the crown and reign as king. |
| 42568 | Earl of Northumberland, he slew thy father; |
| 42569 | And thine, Lord Clifford; and you both hav... |
| 42570 | On him, his sons, his favourites, and his ... |
| 42571 | NORTHUMBERLAND. If I be not, heavens be reve... |
| 42572 | CLIFFORD. The hope thereof makes Clifford mo... |
| 42573 | WESTMORELAND. What, shall we suffer this? Le... |
| 42574 | My heart for anger burns; I cannot brook it. |
| 42575 | KING HENRY. Be patient, gentle Earl of Westm... |
| 42576 | CLIFFORD. Patience is for poltroons such as he; |
| 42577 | He durst not sit there had your father liv'd. |
| 42578 | My gracious lord, here in the parliament |
| 42579 | Let us assail the family of York. |
| 42580 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Well hast thou spoken, cousi... |
| 42581 | KING HENRY. Ah, know you not the city favour... |
| 42582 | And they have troops of soldiers at their ... |
| 42583 | EXETER. But when the Duke is slain they'll q... |
| 42584 | KING HENRY. Far be the thought of this from ... |
| 42585 | To make a shambles of the parliament house! |
| 42586 | Cousin of Exeter, frowns, words, and threats, |
| 42587 | Shall be the war that Henry means to use. |
| 42588 | Thou factious Duke of York, descend my throne |
| 42589 | And kneel for grace and mercy at my feet; |
| 42590 | I am thy sovereign. |
| 42591 | YORK. I am thine. |
| 42592 | EXETER. For shame, come down; he made thee D... |
| 42593 | YORK. 'Twas my inheritance, as the earldom was. |
| 42594 | EXETER. Thy father was a traitor to the crown. |
| 42595 | WARWICK. Exeter, thou art a traitor to the c... |
| 42596 | In following this usurping Henry. |
| 42597 | CLIFFORD. Whom should he follow but his natu... |
| 42598 | WARWICK. True, Clifford; and that's Richard ... |
| 42599 | KING HENRY. And shall I stand, and thou sit ... |
| 42600 | YORK. It must and shall be so; content thyself. |
| 42601 | WARWICK. Be Duke of Lancaster; let him be Ki... |
| 42602 | WESTMORELAND. He is both King and Duke of La... |
| 42603 | And that the Lord of Westmoreland shall ma... |
| 42604 | WARWICK. And Warwick shall disprove it. You ... |
| 42605 | That we are those which chas'd you from th... |
| 42606 | And slew your fathers, and with colours sp... |
| 42607 | March'd through the city to the palace gates. |
| 42608 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Yes, Warwick, I remember it ... |
| 42609 | And, by his soul, thou and thy house shall... |
| 42610 | WESTMORELAND. Plantagenet, of thee, and thes... |
| 42611 | Thy kinsmen, and thy friends, I'll have mo... |
| 42612 | Than drops of blood were in my father's ve... |
| 42613 | CLIFFORD. Urge it no more; lest that instead... |
| 42614 | I send thee, Warwick, such a messenger |
| 42615 | As shall revenge his death before I stir. |
| 42616 | WARWICK. Poor Clifford, how I scorn his wort... |
| 42617 | YORK. Will you we show our title to the crown? |
| 42618 | If not, our swords shall plead it in the f... |
| 42619 | KING HENRY. What title hast thou, traitor, t... |
| 42620 | Thy father was, as thou art, Duke of York; |
| 42621 | Thy grandfather, Roger Mortimer, Earl of M... |
| 42622 | I am the son of Henry the Fifth, |
| 42623 | Who made the Dauphin and the French to stoop, |
| 42624 | And seiz'd upon their towns and provinces. |
| 42625 | WARWICK. Talk not of France, sith thou hast ... |
| 42626 | KING HENRY. The Lord Protector lost it, and ... |
| 42627 | When I was crown'd, I was but nine months ... |
| 42628 | RICHARD. You are old enough now, and yet met... |
| 42629 | Father, tear the crown from the usurper's ... |
| 42630 | EDWARD. Sweet father, do so; set it on your ... |
| 42631 | MONTAGUE. Good brother, as thou lov'st and h... |
| 42632 | Let's fight it out and not stand cavilling... |
| 42633 | RICHARD. Sound drums and trumpets, and the K... |
| 42634 | YORK. Sons, peace! |
| 42635 | KING HENRY. Peace thou! and give King Henry ... |
| 42636 | WARWICK. Plantagenet shall speak first. Hear... |
| 42637 | And be you silent and attentive too, |
| 42638 | For he that interrupts him shall not live. |
| 42639 | KING HENRY. Think'st thou that I will leave ... |
| 42640 | Wherein my grandsire and my father sat? |
| 42641 | No; first shall war unpeople this my realm; |
| 42642 | Ay, and their colours, often borne in France, |
| 42643 | And now in England to our heart's great so... |
| 42644 | Shall be my winding-sheet. Why faint you, ... |
| 42645 | My title's good, and better far than his. |
| 42646 | WARWICK. Prove it, Henry, and thou shalt be ... |
| 42647 | KING HENRY. Henry the Fourth by conquest got... |
| 42648 | YORK. 'Twas by rebellion against his king. |
| 42649 | KING HENRY. [Aside] I know not what to say; ... |
| 42650 | Tell me, may not a king adopt an heir? |
| 42651 | YORK. What then? |
| 42652 | KING HENRY. An if he may, then am I lawful K... |
| 42653 | For Richard, in the view of many lords, |
| 42654 | Resign'd the crown to Henry the Fourth, |
| 42655 | Whose heir my father was, and I am his. |
| 42656 | YORK. He rose against him, being his sovereign, |
| 42657 | And made him to resign his crown perforce. |
| 42658 | WARWICK. Suppose, my lords, he did it uncons... |
| 42659 | Think you 'twere prejudicial to his crown? |
| 42660 | EXETER. No; for he could not so resign his c... |
| 42661 | But that the next heir should succeed and ... |
| 42662 | KING HENRY. Art thou against us, Duke of Exe... |
| 42663 | EXETER. His is the right, and therefore pard... |
| 42664 | YORK. Why whisper you, my lords, and answer ... |
| 42665 | EXETER. My conscience tells me he is lawful ... |
| 42666 | KING HENRY. [Aside] All will revolt from me,... |
| 42667 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Plantagenet, for all the cla... |
| 42668 | Think not that Henry shall be so depos'd. |
| 42669 | WARWICK. Depos'd he shall be, in despite of ... |
| 42670 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Thou art deceiv'd. 'Tis not ... |
| 42671 | Of Essex, Norfolk, Suffolk, nor of Kent, |
| 42672 | Which makes thee thus presumptuous and proud, |
| 42673 | Can set the Duke up in despite of me. |
| 42674 | CLIFFORD. King Henry, be thy title right or ... |
| 42675 | Lord Clifford vows to fight in thy defence. |
| 42676 | May that ground gape, and swallow me alive, |
| 42677 | Where I shall kneel to him that slew my fa... |
| 42678 | KING HENRY. O Clifford, how thy words revive... |
| 42679 | YORK. Henry of Lancaster, resign thy crown. |
| 42680 | What mutter you, or what conspire you, lords? |
| 42681 | WARWICK. Do right unto this princely Duke of... |
| 42682 | Or I will fill the house with armed men, |
| 42683 | And over the chair of state, where now he ... |
| 42684 | Write up his title with usurping blood. |
| 42685 | [He stamps wit... |
| 42686 | soldier... |
| 42687 | KING HENRY. My Lord of Warwick, hear but one... |
| 42688 | Let me for this my life-time reign as king. |
| 42689 | YORK. Confirm the crown to me and to mine he... |
| 42690 | And thou shalt reign in quiet while thou l... |
| 42691 | KING HENRY. I am content. Richard Plantagenet, |
| 42692 | Enjoy the kingdom after my decease. |
| 42693 | CLIFFORD. What wrong is this unto the Prince... |
| 42694 | WARWICK. What good is this to England and hi... |
| 42695 | WESTMORELAND. Base, fearful, and despairing ... |
| 42696 | CLIFFORD. How hast thou injur'd both thyself... |
| 42697 | WESTMORELAND. I cannot stay to hear these ar... |
| 42698 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Nor I. |
| 42699 | CLIFFORD. Come, cousin, let us tell the Quee... |
| 42700 | WESTMORELAND. Farewell, faint-hearted and de... |
| 42701 | In whose cold blood no spark of honour bid... |
| 42702 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Be thou a prey unto the hous... |
| 42703 | And die in bands for this unmanly deed! |
| 42704 | CLIFFORD. In dreadful war mayst thou be over... |
| 42705 | Or live in peace abandon'd and despis'd! |
| 42706 | Exeunt NORTHUM... |
| 42707 | ... |
| 42708 | WARWICK. Turn this way, Henry, and regard th... |
| 42709 | EXETER. They seek revenge, and therefore wil... |
| 42710 | KING HENRY. Ah, Exeter! |
| 42711 | WARWICK. Why should you sigh, my lord? |
| 42712 | KING HENRY. Not for myself, Lord Warwick, bu... |
| 42713 | Whom I unnaturally shall disinherit. |
| 42714 | But be it as it may. [To YORK] I here entail |
| 42715 | The crown to thee and to thine heirs for e... |
| 42716 | Conditionally, that here thou take an oath |
| 42717 | To cease this civil war, and, whilst I live, |
| 42718 | To honour me as thy king and sovereign, |
| 42719 | And neither by treason nor hostility |
| 42720 | To seek to put me down and reign thyself. |
| 42721 | YORK. This oath I willingly take, and will p... |
| 42722 | [Comin... |
| 42723 | WARWICK. Long live King Henry! Plantagenet, ... |
| 42724 | KING HENRY. And long live thou, and these th... |
| 42725 | YORK. Now York and Lancaster are reconcil'd. |
| 42726 | EXETER. Accurs'd be he that seeks to make th... |
| 42727 | [Sennet. He... |
| 42728 | YORK. Farewell, my gracious lord; I'll to my... |
| 42729 | WARWICK. And I'll keep London with my soldiers. |
| 42730 | NORFOLK. And I to Norfolk with my followers. |
| 42731 | MONTAGUE. And I unto the sea, from whence I ... |
| 42732 | E... |
| 42733 | KING HENRY. And I, with grief and sorrow, to... |
| 42734 | Enter QUEEN MARGARET and the PRINC... |
| 42735 | EXETER. Here comes the Queen, whose looks be... |
| 42736 | I'll steal away. |
| 42737 | KING HENRY. Exeter, so will I. |
| 42738 | QUEEN MARGARET. Nay, go not from me; I will ... |
| 42739 | KING HENRY. Be patient, gentle queen, and I ... |
| 42740 | QUEEN MARGARET. Who can be patient in such e... |
| 42741 | Ah, wretched man! Would I had died a maid, |
| 42742 | And never seen thee, never borne thee son, |
| 42743 | Seeing thou hast prov'd so unnatural a fat... |
| 42744 | Hath he deserv'd to lose his birthright thus? |
| 42745 | Hadst thou but lov'd him half so well as I, |
| 42746 | Or felt that pain which I did for him once, |
| 42747 | Or nourish'd him as I did with my blood, |
| 42748 | Thou wouldst have left thy dearest heart-b... |
| 42749 | Rather than have made that savage duke thi... |
| 42750 | And disinherited thine only son. |
| 42751 | PRINCE OF WALES. Father, you cannot disinher... |
| 42752 | If you be King, why should not I succeed? |
| 42753 | KING HENRY. Pardon me, Margaret; pardon me, ... |
| 42754 | The Earl of Warwick and the Duke enforc'd me. |
| 42755 | QUEEN MARGARET. Enforc'd thee! Art thou King... |
| 42756 | forc'd? |
| 42757 | I shame to hear thee speak. Ah, timorous w... |
| 42758 | Thou hast undone thyself, thy son, and me; |
| 42759 | And giv'n unto the house of York such head |
| 42760 | As thou shalt reign but by their sufferance. |
| 42761 | To entail him and his heirs unto the crown, |
| 42762 | What is it but to make thy sepulchre |
| 42763 | And creep into it far before thy time? |
| 42764 | Warwick is Chancellor and the lord of Calais; |
| 42765 | Stern Falconbridge commands the narrow seas; |
| 42766 | The Duke is made Protector of the realm; |
| 42767 | And yet shalt thou be safe? Such safety finds |
| 42768 | The trembling lamb environed with wolves. |
| 42769 | Had I been there, which am a silly woman, |
| 42770 | The soldiers should have toss'd me on thei... |
| 42771 | Before I would have granted to that act. |
| 42772 | But thou prefer'st thy life before thine h... |
| 42773 | And seeing thou dost, I here divorce myself, |
| 42774 | Both from thy table, Henry, and thy bed, |
| 42775 | Until that act of parliament be repeal'd |
| 42776 | Whereby my son is disinherited. |
| 42777 | The northern lords that have forsworn thy ... |
| 42778 | Will follow mine, if once they see them sp... |
| 42779 | And spread they shall be, to thy foul disg... |
| 42780 | And utter ruin of the house of York. |
| 42781 | Thus do I leave thee. Come, son, let's away; |
| 42782 | Our army is ready; come, we'll after them. |
| 42783 | KING HENRY. Stay, gentle Margaret, and hear ... |
| 42784 | QUEEN MARGARET. Thou hast spoke too much alr... |
| 42785 | KING HENRY. Gentle son Edward, thou wilt sta... |
| 42786 | QUEEN MARGARET. Ay, to be murder'd by his en... |
| 42787 | PRINCE OF WALES. When I return with victory ... |
| 42788 | I'll see your Grace; till then I'll follow... |
| 42789 | QUEEN MARGARET. Come, son, away; we may not ... |
| 42790 | Exeunt QUEEN MARGA... |
| 42791 | KING HENRY. Poor queen! How love to me and t... |
| 42792 | Hath made her break out into terms of rage! |
| 42793 | Reveng'd may she be on that hateful Duke, |
| 42794 | Whose haughty spirit, winged with desire, |
| 42795 | Will cost my crown, and like an empty eagle |
| 42796 | Tire on the flesh of me and of my son! |
| 42797 | The loss of those three lords torments my ... |
| 42798 | I'll write unto them, and entreat them fair; |
| 42799 | Come, cousin, you shall be the messenger. |
| 42800 | EXETER. And I, I hope, shall reconcile them ... |
| 42801 | SCENE II. |
| 42802 | Sandal Castle, near Wakefield, in Yorkshire |
| 42803 | Flourish. Enter EDWARD, RICHARD, and MONTAGUE |
| 42804 | RICHARD. Brother, though I be youngest, give... |
| 42805 | EDWARD. No, I can better play the orator. |
| 42806 | MONTAGUE. But I have reasons strong and forc... |
| 42807 | Enter the DUKE OF YORK |
| 42808 | YORK. Why, how now, sons and brother! at a s... |
| 42809 | What is your quarrel? How began it first? |
| 42810 | EDWARD. No quarrel, but a slight contention. |
| 42811 | YORK. About what? |
| 42812 | RICHARD. About that which concerns your Grac... |
| 42813 | The crown of England, father, which is yours. |
| 42814 | YORK. Mine, boy? Not till King Henry be dead. |
| 42815 | RICHARD. Your right depends not on his life ... |
| 42816 | EDWARD. Now you are heir, therefore enjoy it... |
| 42817 | By giving the house of Lancaster leave to ... |
| 42818 | It will outrun you, father, in the end. |
| 42819 | YORK. I took an oath that he should quietly ... |
| 42820 | EDWARD. But for a kingdom any oath may be br... |
| 42821 | I would break a thousand oaths to reign on... |
| 42822 | RICHARD. No; God forbid your Grace should be... |
| 42823 | YORK. I shall be, if I claim by open war. |
| 42824 | RICHARD. I'll prove the contrary, if you'll ... |
| 42825 | YORK. Thou canst not, son; it is impossible. |
| 42826 | RICHARD. An oath is of no moment, being not ... |
| 42827 | Before a true and lawful magistrate |
| 42828 | That hath authority over him that swears. |
| 42829 | Henry had none, but did usurp the place; |
| 42830 | Then, seeing 'twas he that made you to dep... |
| 42831 | Your oath, my lord, is vain and frivolous. |
| 42832 | Therefore, to arms. And, father, do but think |
| 42833 | How sweet a thing it is to wear a crown, |
| 42834 | Within whose circuit is Elysium |
| 42835 | And all that poets feign of bliss and joy. |
| 42836 | Why do we linger thus? I cannot rest |
| 42837 | Until the white rose that I wear be dy'd |
| 42838 | Even in the lukewarm blood of Henry's hear... |
| 42839 | YORK. Richard, enough; I will be King, or die. |
| 42840 | Brother, thou shalt to London presently |
| 42841 | And whet on Warwick to this enterprise. |
| 42842 | Thou, Richard, shalt to the Duke of Norfolk |
| 42843 | And tell him privily of our intent. |
| 42844 | You, Edward, shall unto my Lord Cobham, |
| 42845 | With whom the Kentishmen will willingly rise; |
| 42846 | In them I trust, for they are soldiers, |
| 42847 | Witty, courteous, liberal, full of spirit. |
| 42848 | While you are thus employ'd, what resteth ... |
| 42849 | But that I seek occasion how to rise, |
| 42850 | And yet the King not privy to my drift, |
| 42851 | Nor any of the house of Lancaster? |
| 42852 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 42853 | But, stay. What news? Why com'st thou in s... |
| 42854 | MESSENGER. The Queen with all the northern e... |
| 42855 | Intend here to besiege you in your castle. |
| 42856 | She is hard by with twenty thousand men; |
| 42857 | And therefore fortify your hold, my lord. |
| 42858 | YORK. Ay, with my sword. What! think'st thou... |
| 42859 | Edward and Richard, you shall stay with me; |
| 42860 | My brother Montague shall post to London. |
| 42861 | Let noble Warwick, Cobham, and the rest, |
| 42862 | Whom we have left protectors of the King, |
| 42863 | With pow'rful policy strengthen themselves |
| 42864 | And trust not simple Henry nor his oaths. |
| 42865 | MONTAGUE. Brother, I go; I'll win them, fear... |
| 42866 | And thus most humbly I do take my leave. ... |
| 42867 | Enter SIR JOHN and SIR HUGH MORT... |
| 42868 | YORK. Sir john and Sir Hugh Mortimer, mine u... |
| 42869 | You are come to Sandal in a happy hour; |
| 42870 | The army of the Queen mean to besiege us. |
| 42871 | SIR JOHN. She shall not need; we'll meet her... |
| 42872 | YORK. What, with five thousand men? |
| 42873 | RICHARD. Ay, with five hundred, father, for ... |
| 42874 | A woman's general; what should we fear? |
| 42875 | ... |
| 42876 | EDWARD. I hear their drums. Let's set our me... |
| 42877 | And issue forth and bid them battle straight. |
| 42878 | YORK. Five men to twenty! Though the odds be... |
| 42879 | I doubt not, uncle, of our victory. |
| 42880 | Many a battle have I won in France, |
| 42881 | When as the enemy hath been ten to one; |
| 42882 | Why should I not now have the like success... |
| 42883 | SCENE III. |
| 42884 | Field of battle between Sandal Castle and Wake... |
| 42885 | Alarum. Enter RUTLAND and his TUTOR |
| 42886 | RUTLAND. Ah, whither shall I fly to scape th... |
| 42887 | Ah, tutor, look where bloody Clifford comes! |
| 42888 | Enter CLIFFORD and soldiers |
| 42889 | CLIFFORD. Chaplain, away! Thy priesthood sav... |
| 42890 | As for the brat of this accursed duke, |
| 42891 | Whose father slew my father, he shall die. |
| 42892 | TUTOR. And I, my lord, will bear him company. |
| 42893 | CLIFFORD. Soldiers, away with him! |
| 42894 | TUTOR. Ah, Clifford, murder not this innocen... |
| 42895 | Lest thou be hated both of God and man. |
| 42896 | Exit, forc... |
| 42897 | CLIFFORD. How now, is he dead already? Or is... |
| 42898 | That makes him close his eyes? I'll open t... |
| 42899 | RUTLAND. So looks the pent-up lion o'er the ... |
| 42900 | That trembles under his devouring paws; |
| 42901 | And so he walks, insulting o'er his prey, |
| 42902 | And so he comes, to rend his limbs asunder. |
| 42903 | Ah, gentle Clifford, kill me with thy sword, |
| 42904 | And not with such a cruel threat'ning look! |
| 42905 | Sweet Clifford, hear me speak before I die. |
| 42906 | I am too mean a subject for thy wrath; |
| 42907 | Be thou reveng'd on men, and let me live. |
| 42908 | CLIFFORD. In vain thou speak'st, poor boy; m... |
| 42909 | Hath stopp'd the passage where thy words s... |
| 42910 | RUTLAND. Then let my father's blood open it ... |
| 42911 | He is a man, and, Clifford, cope with him. |
| 42912 | CLIFFORD. Had I thy brethren here, their liv... |
| 42913 | Were not revenge sufficient for me; |
| 42914 | No, if I digg'd up thy forefathers' graves |
| 42915 | And hung their rotten coffins up in chains, |
| 42916 | It could not slake mine ire nor ease my he... |
| 42917 | The sight of any of the house of York |
| 42918 | Is as a fury to torment my soul; |
| 42919 | And till I root out their accursed line |
| 42920 | And leave not one alive, I live in hell. |
| 42921 | Therefore- |
| 42922 | RUTLAND. O, let me pray before I take my death! |
| 42923 | To thee I pray: sweet Clifford, pity me. |
| 42924 | CLIFFORD. Such pity as my rapier's point aff... |
| 42925 | RUTLAND. I never did thee harm; why wilt tho... |
| 42926 | CLIFFORD. Thy father hath. |
| 42927 | RUTLAND. But 'twas ere I was born. |
| 42928 | Thou hast one son; for his sake pity me, |
| 42929 | Lest in revenge thereof, sith God is just, |
| 42930 | He be as miserably slain as I. |
| 42931 | Ah, let me live in prison all my days; |
| 42932 | And when I give occasion of offence |
| 42933 | Then let me die, for now thou hast no cause. |
| 42934 | CLIFFORD. No cause! |
| 42935 | Thy father slew my father; therefore, die.... |
| 42936 | RUTLAND. Di faciant laudis summa sit ista tu... |
| 42937 | CLIFFORD. Plantagenet, I come, Plantagenet; |
| 42938 | And this thy son's blood cleaving to my blade |
| 42939 | Shall rust upon my weapon, till thy blood, |
| 42940 | Congeal'd with this, do make me wipe off b... |
| 42941 | SCENE IV. |
| 42942 | Another part of the field |
| 42943 | Alarum. Enter the DUKE OF YORK |
| 42944 | YORK. The army of the Queen hath got the field. |
| 42945 | My uncles both are slain in rescuing me; |
| 42946 | And all my followers to the eager foe |
| 42947 | Turn back and fly, like ships before the w... |
| 42948 | Or lambs pursu'd by hunger-starved wolves. |
| 42949 | My sons- God knows what hath bechanced them; |
| 42950 | But this I know- they have demean'd themse... |
| 42951 | Like men born to renown by life or death. |
| 42952 | Three times did Richard make a lane to me, |
| 42953 | And thrice cried 'Courage, father! fight i... |
| 42954 | And full as oft came Edward to my side |
| 42955 | With purple falchion, painted to the hilt |
| 42956 | In blood of those that had encount'red him. |
| 42957 | And when the hardiest warriors did retire, |
| 42958 | Richard cried 'Charge, and give no foot of... |
| 42959 | And cried 'A crown, or else a glorious tomb! |
| 42960 | A sceptre, or an earthly sepulchre!' |
| 42961 | With this we charg'd again; but out alas! |
| 42962 | We bodg'd again; as I have seen a swan |
| 42963 | With bootless labour swim against the tide |
| 42964 | And spend her strength with over-matching ... |
| 42965 | [A sh... |
| 42966 | Ah, hark! The fatal followers do pursue, |
| 42967 | And I am faint and cannot fly their fury; |
| 42968 | And were I strong, I would not shun their ... |
| 42969 | The sands are numb'red that make up my life; |
| 42970 | Here must I stay, and here my life must end. |
| 42971 | Enter QUEEN MARGARET, CLIFFORD, NORTH... |
| 42972 | the PRINCE OF WALES, and soldiers |
| 42973 | Come, bloody Clifford, rough Northumberland, |
| 42974 | I dare your quenchless fury to more rage; |
| 42975 | I am your butt, and I abide your shot. |
| 42976 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Yield to our mercy, proud Pl... |
| 42977 | CLIFFORD. Ay, to such mercy as his ruthless arm |
| 42978 | With downright payment show'd unto my fath... |
| 42979 | Now Phaethon hath tumbled from his car, |
| 42980 | And made an evening at the noontide prick. |
| 42981 | YORK. My ashes, as the phoenix, may bring forth |
| 42982 | A bird that will revenge upon you all; |
| 42983 | And in that hope I throw mine eyes to heaven, |
| 42984 | Scorning whate'er you can afflict me with. |
| 42985 | Why come you not? What! multitudes, and fear? |
| 42986 | CLIFFORD. So cowards fight when they can fly... |
| 42987 | So doves do peck the falcon's piercing tal... |
| 42988 | So desperate thieves, all hopeless of thei... |
| 42989 | Breathe out invectives 'gainst the officers. |
| 42990 | YORK. O Clifford, but bethink thee once again, |
| 42991 | And in thy thought o'errun my former time; |
| 42992 | And, if thou canst for blushing, view this... |
| 42993 | And bite thy tongue that slanders him with... |
| 42994 | Whose frown hath made thee faint and fly e... |
| 42995 | CLIFFORD. I will not bandy with thee word fo... |
| 42996 | But buckler with thee blows, twice two for... |
| 42997 | QUEEN MARGARET. Hold, valiant Clifford; for ... |
| 42998 | I would prolong awhile the traitor's life. |
| 42999 | Wrath makes him deaf; speak thou, Northumb... |
| 43000 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Hold, Clifford! do not honou... |
| 43001 | To prick thy finger, though to wound his h... |
| 43002 | What valour were it, when a cur doth grin, |
| 43003 | For one to thrust his hand between his teeth, |
| 43004 | When he might spurn him with his foot away? |
| 43005 | It is war's prize to take all vantages; |
| 43006 | And ten to one is no impeach of valour. |
| 43007 | [They lay hands on YO... |
| 43008 | CLIFFORD. Ay, ay, so strives the woodcock wi... |
| 43009 | NORTHUMBERLAND. So doth the cony struggle in... |
| 43010 | YORK. So triumph thieves upon their conquer'... |
| 43011 | So true men yield, with robbers so o'er-ma... |
| 43012 | NORTHUMBERLAND. What would your Grace have d... |
| 43013 | QUEEN MARGARET. Brave warriors, Clifford and... |
| 43014 | Come, make him stand upon this molehill here |
| 43015 | That raught at mountains with outstretched... |
| 43016 | Yet parted but the shadow with his hand. |
| 43017 | What, was it you that would be England's k... |
| 43018 | Was't you that revell'd in our parliament |
| 43019 | And made a preachment of your high descent? |
| 43020 | Where are your mess of sons to back you now? |
| 43021 | The wanton Edward and the lusty George? |
| 43022 | And where's that valiant crook-back prodigy, |
| 43023 | Dicky your boy, that with his grumbling voice |
| 43024 | Was wont to cheer his dad in mutinies? |
| 43025 | Or, with the rest, where is your darling R... |
| 43026 | Look, York: I stain'd this napkin with the... |
| 43027 | That valiant Clifford with his rapier's point |
| 43028 | Made issue from the bosom of the boy; |
| 43029 | And if thine eyes can water for his death, |
| 43030 | I give thee this to dry thy cheeks withal. |
| 43031 | Alas, poor York! but that I hate thee deadly, |
| 43032 | I should lament thy miserable state. |
| 43033 | I prithee grieve to make me merry, York. |
| 43034 | What, hath thy fiery heart so parch'd thin... |
| 43035 | That not a tear can fall for Rutland's death? |
| 43036 | Why art thou patient, man? Thou shouldst b... |
| 43037 | And I to make thee mad do mock thee thus. |
| 43038 | Stamp, rave, and fret, that I may sing and... |
| 43039 | Thou wouldst be fee'd, I see, to make me s... |
| 43040 | York cannot speak unless he wear a crown. |
| 43041 | A crown for York!-and, lords, bow low to him. |
| 43042 | Hold you his hands whilst I do set it on. |
| 43043 | [Putting a paper ... |
| 43044 | Ay, marry, sir, now looks he like a king! |
| 43045 | Ay, this is he that took King Henry's chair, |
| 43046 | And this is he was his adopted heir. |
| 43047 | But how is it that great Plantagenet |
| 43048 | Is crown'd so soon and broke his solemn oath? |
| 43049 | As I bethink me, you should not be King |
| 43050 | Till our King Henry had shook hands with d... |
| 43051 | And will you pale your head in Henry's glory, |
| 43052 | And rob his temples of the diadem, |
| 43053 | Now in his life, against your holy oath? |
| 43054 | O, 'tis a fault too too |
| 43055 | Off with the crown and with the crown his ... |
| 43056 | And, whilst we breathe, take time to do hi... |
| 43057 | CLIFFORD. That is my office, for my father's... |
| 43058 | QUEEN MARGARET. Nay, stay; let's hear the or... |
| 43059 | YORK. She-wolf of France, but worse than wol... |
| 43060 | Whose tongue more poisons than the adder's... |
| 43061 | How ill-beseeming is it in thy sex |
| 43062 | To triumph like an Amazonian trull |
| 43063 | Upon their woes whom fortune captivates! |
| 43064 | But that thy face is visard-like, unchanging, |
| 43065 | Made impudent with use of evil deeds, |
| 43066 | I would assay, proud queen, to make thee b... |
| 43067 | To tell thee whence thou cam'st, of whom d... |
| 43068 | Were shame enough to shame thee, wert thou... |
| 43069 | Thy father bears the type of King of Naples, |
| 43070 | Of both the Sicils and Jerusalem, |
| 43071 | Yet not so wealthy as an English yeoman. |
| 43072 | Hath that poor monarch taught thee to insult? |
| 43073 | It needs not, nor it boots thee not, proud... |
| 43074 | Unless the adage must be verified, |
| 43075 | That beggars mounted run their horse to de... |
| 43076 | 'Tis beauty that doth oft make women proud; |
| 43077 | But, God He knows, thy share thereof is sm... |
| 43078 | 'Tis virtue that doth make them most admir... |
| 43079 | The contrary doth make thee wond'red at. |
| 43080 | 'Tis government that makes them seem divine; |
| 43081 | The want thereof makes thee abominable. |
| 43082 | Thou art as opposite to every good |
| 43083 | As the Antipodes are unto us, |
| 43084 | Or as the south to the septentrion. |
| 43085 | O tiger's heart wrapp'd in a woman's hide! |
| 43086 | How couldst thou drain the life-blood of t... |
| 43087 | To bid the father wipe his eyes withal, |
| 43088 | And yet be seen to bear a woman's face? |
| 43089 | Women are soft, mild, pitiful, and flexible: |
| 43090 | Thou stern, obdurate, flinty, rough, remor... |
| 43091 | Bid'st thou me rage? Why, now thou hast th... |
| 43092 | Wouldst have me weep? Why, now thou hast t... |
| 43093 | For raging wind blows up incessant showers, |
| 43094 | And when the rage allays, the rain begins. |
| 43095 | These tears are my sweet Rutland's obsequies; |
| 43096 | And every drop cries vengeance for his death |
| 43097 | 'Gainst thee, fell Clifford, and thee, fal... |
| 43098 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Beshrew me, but his passions... |
| 43099 | That hardly can I check my eyes from tears. |
| 43100 | YORK. That face of his the hungry cannibals |
| 43101 | Would not have touch'd, would not have sta... |
| 43102 | But you are more inhuman, more inexorable- |
| 43103 | O, ten times more- than tigers of Hyrcania. |
| 43104 | See, ruthless queen, a hapless father's te... |
| 43105 | This cloth thou dipp'dst in blood of my sw... |
| 43106 | And I with tears do wash the blood away. |
| 43107 | Keep thou the napkin, and go boast of this; |
| 43108 | And if thou tell'st the heavy story right, |
| 43109 | Upon my soul, the hearers will shed tears; |
| 43110 | Yea, even my foes will shed fast-falling t... |
| 43111 | And say 'Alas, it was a piteous deed!' |
| 43112 | There, take the crown, and with the crown ... |
| 43113 | And in thy need such comfort come to thee |
| 43114 | As now I reap at thy too cruel hand! |
| 43115 | Hard-hearted Clifford, take me from the wo... |
| 43116 | My soul to heaven, my blood upon your heads! |
| 43117 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Had he been slaughter-man to... |
| 43118 | I should not for my life but weep with him, |
| 43119 | To see how inly sorrow gripes his soul. |
| 43120 | QUEEN MARGARET. What, weeping-ripe, my Lord ... |
| 43121 | Think but upon the wrong he did us all, |
| 43122 | And that will quickly dry thy melting tears. |
| 43123 | CLIFFORD. Here's for my oath, here's for my ... |
| 43124 | ... |
| 43125 | QUEEN MARGARET. And here's to right our gent... |
| 43126 | ... |
| 43127 | YORK. Open Thy gate of mercy, gracious God! |
| 43128 | My soul flies through these wounds to seek... |
| 43129 | ... |
| 43130 | QUEEN MARGARET. Off with his head, and set i... |
| 43131 | So York may overlook the town of York. |
| 43132 | ... |
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| 43141 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 43142 | A plain near Mortimer's Cross in Herefordshire |
| 43143 | A march. Enter EDWARD, RICHARD, and their power |
| 43144 | EDWARD. I wonder how our princely father sca... |
| 43145 | Or whether he be scap'd away or no |
| 43146 | From Clifford's and Northumberland's pursuit. |
| 43147 | Had he been ta'en, we should have heard th... |
| 43148 | Had he been slain, we should have heard th... |
| 43149 | Or had he scap'd, methinks we should have ... |
| 43150 | The happy tidings of his good escape. |
| 43151 | How fares my brother? Why is he so sad? |
| 43152 | RICHARD. I cannot joy until I be resolv'd |
| 43153 | Where our right valiant father is become. |
| 43154 | I saw him in the battle range about, |
| 43155 | And watch'd him how he singled Clifford fo... |
| 43156 | Methought he bore him in the thickest troop |
| 43157 | As doth a lion in a herd of neat; |
| 43158 | Or as a bear, encompass'd round with dogs, |
| 43159 | Who having pinch'd a few and made them cry, |
| 43160 | The rest stand all aloof and bark at him. |
| 43161 | So far'd our father with his enemies; |
| 43162 | So fled his enemies my warlike father. |
| 43163 | Methinks 'tis prize enough to be his son. |
| 43164 | See how the morning opes her golden gates |
| 43165 | And takes her farewell of the glorious sun. |
| 43166 | How well resembles it the prime of youth, |
| 43167 | Trimm'd like a younker prancing to his love! |
| 43168 | EDWARD. Dazzle mine eyes, or do I see three ... |
| 43169 | RICHARD. Three glorious suns, each one a per... |
| 43170 | Not separated with the racking clouds, |
| 43171 | But sever'd in a pale clear-shining sky. |
| 43172 | See, see! they join, embrace, and seem to ... |
| 43173 | As if they vow'd some league inviolable. |
| 43174 | Now are they but one lamp, one light, one ... |
| 43175 | In this the heaven figures some event. |
| 43176 | EDWARD. 'Tis wondrous strange, the like yet ... |
| 43177 | I think it cites us, brother, to the field, |
| 43178 | That we, the sons of brave Plantagenet, |
| 43179 | Each one already blazing by our meeds, |
| 43180 | Should notwithstanding join our lights tog... |
| 43181 | And overshine the earth, as this the world. |
| 43182 | Whate'er it bodes, henceforward will I bear |
| 43183 | Upon my target three fair shining suns. |
| 43184 | RICHARD. Nay, bear three daughters- by your ... |
| 43185 | You love the breeder better than the male. |
| 43186 | Enter a MESSENGER, blowing |
| 43187 | But what art thou, whose heavy looks foretell |
| 43188 | Some dreadful story hanging on thy tongue? |
| 43189 | MESSENGER. Ah, one that was a woeful looker-on |
| 43190 | When as the noble Duke of York was slain, |
| 43191 | Your princely father and my loving lord! |
| 43192 | EDWARD. O, speak no more! for I have heard t... |
| 43193 | RICHARD. Say how he died, for I will hear it... |
| 43194 | MESSENGER. Environed he was with many foes, |
| 43195 | And stood against them as the hope of Troy |
| 43196 | Against the Greeks that would have ent'red... |
| 43197 | But Hercules himself must yield to odds; |
| 43198 | And many strokes, though with a little axe, |
| 43199 | Hews down and fells the hardest-timber'd oak. |
| 43200 | By many hands your father was subdu'd; |
| 43201 | But only slaught'red by the ireful arm |
| 43202 | Of unrelenting Clifford and the Queen, |
| 43203 | Who crown'd the gracious Duke in high desp... |
| 43204 | Laugh'd in his face; and when with grief h... |
| 43205 | The ruthless Queen gave him to dry his cheeks |
| 43206 | A napkin steeped in the harmless blood |
| 43207 | Of sweet young Rutland, by rough Clifford ... |
| 43208 | And after many scorns, many foul taunts, |
| 43209 | They took his head, and on the gates of York |
| 43210 | They set the same; and there it doth remain, |
| 43211 | The saddest spectacle that e'er I view'd. |
| 43212 | EDWARD. Sweet Duke of York, our prop to lean... |
| 43213 | Now thou art gone, we have no staff, no stay. |
| 43214 | O Clifford, boist'rous Clifford, thou hast... |
| 43215 | The flow'r of Europe for his chivalry; |
| 43216 | And treacherously hast thou vanquish'd him, |
| 43217 | For hand to hand he would have vanquish'd ... |
| 43218 | Now my soul's palace is become a prison. |
| 43219 | Ah, would she break from hence, that this ... |
| 43220 | Might in the ground be closed up in rest! |
| 43221 | For never henceforth shall I joy again; |
| 43222 | Never, O never, shall I see more joy. |
| 43223 | RICHARD. I cannot weep, for all my body's mo... |
| 43224 | Scarce serves to quench my furnace-burning... |
| 43225 | Nor can my tongue unload my heart's great ... |
| 43226 | For self-same wind that I should speak withal |
| 43227 | Is kindling coals that fires all my breast, |
| 43228 | And burns me up with flames that tears wou... |
| 43229 | To weep is to make less the depth of grief. |
| 43230 | Tears then for babes; blows and revenge fo... |
| 43231 | Richard, I bear thy name; I'll venge thy d... |
| 43232 | Or die renowned by attempting it. |
| 43233 | EDWARD. His name that valiant duke hath left... |
| 43234 | His dukedom and his chair with me is left. |
| 43235 | RICHARD. Nay, if thou be that princely eagle... |
| 43236 | Show thy descent by gazing 'gainst the sun; |
| 43237 | For chair and dukedom, throne and kingdom,... |
| 43238 | Either that is thine, or else thou wert no... |
| 43239 | March. Enter WARWICK, MONTAGUE, and t... |
| 43240 | WARWICK. How now, fair lords! What fare? Wha... |
| 43241 | RICHARD. Great Lord of Warwick, if we should... |
| 43242 | Our baleful news and at each word's delive... |
| 43243 | Stab poinards in our flesh till all were t... |
| 43244 | The words would add more anguish than the ... |
| 43245 | O valiant lord, the Duke of York is slain! |
| 43246 | EDWARD. O Warwick, Warwick! that Plantagenet |
| 43247 | Which held thee dearly as his soul's redem... |
| 43248 | Is by the stern Lord Clifford done to death. |
| 43249 | WARWICK. Ten days ago I drown'd these news i... |
| 43250 | And now, to add more measure to your woes, |
| 43251 | I come to tell you things sith then befall'n. |
| 43252 | After the bloody fray at Wakefield fought, |
| 43253 | Where your brave father breath'd his lates... |
| 43254 | Tidings, as swiftly as the posts could run, |
| 43255 | Were brought me of your loss and his depart. |
| 43256 | I, then in London, keeper of the King, |
| 43257 | Muster'd my soldiers, gathered flocks of f... |
| 43258 | And very well appointed, as I thought, |
| 43259 | March'd toward Saint Albans to intercept t... |
| 43260 | Bearing the King in my behalf along; |
| 43261 | For by my scouts I was advertised |
| 43262 | That she was coming with a full intent |
| 43263 | To dash our late decree in parliament |
| 43264 | Touching King Henry's oath and your succes... |
| 43265 | Short tale to make- we at Saint Albans met, |
| 43266 | Our battles join'd, and both sides fiercel... |
| 43267 | But whether 'twas the coldness of the King, |
| 43268 | Who look'd full gently on his warlike queen, |
| 43269 | That robb'd my soldiers of their heated sp... |
| 43270 | Or whether 'twas report of her success, |
| 43271 | Or more than common fear of Clifford's rig... |
| 43272 | Who thunders to his captives blood and death, |
| 43273 | I cannot judge; but, to conclude with truth, |
| 43274 | Their weapons like to lightning came and w... |
| 43275 | Our soldiers', like the night-owl's lazy f... |
| 43276 | Or like an idle thresher with a flail, |
| 43277 | Fell gently down, as if they struck their ... |
| 43278 | I cheer'd them up with justice of our cause, |
| 43279 | With promise of high pay and great rewards, |
| 43280 | But all in vain; they had no heart to fight, |
| 43281 | And we in them no hope to win the day; |
| 43282 | So that we fled: the King unto the Queen; |
| 43283 | Lord George your brother, Norfolk, and mys... |
| 43284 | In haste post-haste are come to join with ... |
| 43285 | For in the marches here we heard you were |
| 43286 | Making another head to fight again. |
| 43287 | EDWARD. Where is the Duke of Norfolk, gentle... |
| 43288 | And when came George from Burgundy to Engl... |
| 43289 | WARWICK. Some six miles off the Duke is with... |
| 43290 | And for your brother, he was lately sent |
| 43291 | From your kind aunt, Duchess of Burgundy, |
| 43292 | With aid of soldiers to this needful war. |
| 43293 | RICHARD. 'Twas odds, belike, when valiant Wa... |
| 43294 | Oft have I heard his praises in pursuit, |
| 43295 | But ne'er till now his scandal of retire. |
| 43296 | WARWICK. Nor now my scandal, Richard, dost t... |
| 43297 | For thou shalt know this strong right hand... |
| 43298 | Can pluck the diadem from faint Henry's head |
| 43299 | And wring the awful sceptre from his fist, |
| 43300 | Were he as famous and as bold in war |
| 43301 | As he is fam'd for mildness, peace, and pr... |
| 43302 | RICHARD. I know it well, Lord Warwick; blame... |
| 43303 | 'Tis love I bear thy glories makes me speak. |
| 43304 | But in this troublous time what's to be done? |
| 43305 | Shall we go throw away our coats of steel |
| 43306 | And wrap our bodies in black mourning-gowns, |
| 43307 | Numbering our Ave-Maries with our beads? |
| 43308 | Or shall we on the helmets of our foes |
| 43309 | Tell our devotion with revengeful arms? |
| 43310 | If for the last, say 'Ay,' and to it, lords. |
| 43311 | WARWICK. Why, therefore Warwick came to seek... |
| 43312 | And therefore comes my brother Montague. |
| 43313 | Attend me, lords. The proud insulting Queen, |
| 43314 | With Clifford and the haught Northumberland, |
| 43315 | And of their feather many moe proud birds, |
| 43316 | Have wrought the easy-melting King like wa... |
| 43317 | He swore consent to your succession, |
| 43318 | His oath enrolled in the parliament; |
| 43319 | And now to London all the crew are gone |
| 43320 | To frustrate both his oath and what beside |
| 43321 | May make against the house of Lancaster. |
| 43322 | Their power, I think, is thirty thousand s... |
| 43323 | Now if the help of Norfolk and myself, |
| 43324 | With all the friends that thou, brave Earl... |
| 43325 | Amongst the loving Welshmen canst procure, |
| 43326 | Will but amount to five and twenty thousand, |
| 43327 | Why, Via! to London will we march amain, |
| 43328 | And once again bestride our foaming steeds, |
| 43329 | And once again cry 'Charge upon our foes!' |
| 43330 | But never once again turn back and fly. |
| 43331 | RICHARD. Ay, now methinks I hear great Warwi... |
| 43332 | Ne'er may he live to see a sunshine day |
| 43333 | That cries 'Retire!' if Warwick bid him stay. |
| 43334 | EDWARD. Lord Warwick, on thy shoulder will I... |
| 43335 | And when thou fail'st- as God forbid the h... |
| 43336 | Must Edward fall, which peril heaven forfe... |
| 43337 | WARWICK. No longer Earl of March, but Duke o... |
| 43338 | The next degree is England's royal throne, |
| 43339 | For King of England shalt thou be proclaim'd |
| 43340 | In every borough as we pass along; |
| 43341 | And he that throws not up his cap for joy |
| 43342 | Shall for the fault make forfeit of his head. |
| 43343 | King Edward, valiant Richard, Montague, |
| 43344 | Stay we no longer, dreaming of renown, |
| 43345 | But sound the trumpets and about our task. |
| 43346 | RICHARD. Then, Clifford, were thy heart as h... |
| 43347 | As thou hast shown it flinty by thy deeds, |
| 43348 | I come to pierce it or to give thee mine. |
| 43349 | EDWARD. Then strike up drums. God and Saint ... |
| 43350 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 43351 | WARWICK. How now! what news? |
| 43352 | MESSENGER. The Duke of Norfolk sends you wor... |
| 43353 | The Queen is coming with a puissant host, |
| 43354 | And craves your company for speedy counsel. |
| 43355 | WARWICK. Why, then it sorts; brave warriors,... |
| 43356 | ... |
| 43357 | SCENE II. |
| 43358 | Before York |
| 43359 | Flourish. Enter KING HENRY, QUEEN MARGARET, th... |
| 43360 | NORTHUMBERLAND, with drum and trumpets |
| 43361 | QUEEN MARGARET. Welcome, my lord, to this br... |
| 43362 | Yonder's the head of that arch-enemy |
| 43363 | That sought to be encompass'd with your cr... |
| 43364 | Doth not the object cheer your heart, my l... |
| 43365 | KING HENRY. Ay, as the rocks cheer them that... |
| 43366 | To see this sight, it irks my very soul. |
| 43367 | Withhold revenge, dear God; 'tis not my fa... |
| 43368 | Nor wittingly have I infring'd my vow. |
| 43369 | CLIFFORD. My gracious liege, this too much l... |
| 43370 | And harmful pity must be laid aside. |
| 43371 | To whom do lions cast their gentle looks? |
| 43372 | Not to the beast that would usurp their den. |
| 43373 | Whose hand is that the forest bear doth lick? |
| 43374 | Not his that spoils her young before her f... |
| 43375 | Who scapes the lurking serpent's mortal st... |
| 43376 | Not he that sets his foot upon her back, |
| 43377 | The smallest worm will turn, being trodden... |
| 43378 | And doves will peck in safeguard of their ... |
| 43379 | Ambitious York did level at thy crown, |
| 43380 | Thou smiling while he knit his angry brows. |
| 43381 | He, but a Duke, would have his son a king, |
| 43382 | And raise his issue like a loving sire: |
| 43383 | Thou, being a king, bless'd with a goodly ... |
| 43384 | Didst yield consent to disinherit him, |
| 43385 | Which argued thee a most unloving father. |
| 43386 | Unreasonable creatures feed their young; |
| 43387 | And though man's face be fearful to their ... |
| 43388 | Yet, in protection of their tender ones, |
| 43389 | Who hath not seen them- even with those wings |
| 43390 | Which sometime they have us'd with fearful... |
| 43391 | Make war with him that climb'd unto their ... |
| 43392 | Offering their own lives in their young's ... |
| 43393 | For shame, my liege, make them your preced... |
| 43394 | Were it not pity that this goodly boy |
| 43395 | Should lose his birthright by his father's... |
| 43396 | And long hereafter say unto his child |
| 43397 | 'What my great-grandfather and grandsire got |
| 43398 | My careless father fondly gave away'? |
| 43399 | Ah, what a shame were this! Look on the boy; |
| 43400 | And let his manly face, which promiseth |
| 43401 | Successful fortune, steel thy melting heart |
| 43402 | To hold thine own and leave thine own with... |
| 43403 | KING HENRY. Full well hath Clifford play'd t... |
| 43404 | Inferring arguments of mighty force. |
| 43405 | But, Clifford, tell me, didst thou never hear |
| 43406 | That things ill got had ever bad success? |
| 43407 | And happy always was it for that son |
| 43408 | Whose father for his hoarding went to hell? |
| 43409 | I'll leave my son my virtuous deeds behind; |
| 43410 | And would my father had left me no more! |
| 43411 | For all the rest is held at such a rate |
| 43412 | As brings a thousand-fold more care to keep |
| 43413 | Than in possession any jot of pleasure. |
| 43414 | Ah, cousin York! would thy best friends di... |
| 43415 | How it doth grieve me that thy head is her... |
| 43416 | QUEEN MARGARET. My lord, cheer up your spiri... |
| 43417 | And this soft courage makes your followers... |
| 43418 | You promis'd knighthood to our forward son: |
| 43419 | Unsheathe your sword and dub him presently. |
| 43420 | Edward, kneel down. |
| 43421 | KING HENRY. Edward Plantagenet, arise a knight; |
| 43422 | And learn this lesson: Draw thy sword in r... |
| 43423 | PRINCE OF WALES. My gracious father, by your... |
| 43424 | I'll draw it as apparent to the crown, |
| 43425 | And in that quarrel use it to the death. |
| 43426 | CLIFFORD. Why, that is spoken like a toward ... |
| 43427 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 43428 | MESSENGER. Royal commanders, be in readiness; |
| 43429 | For with a band of thirty thousand men |
| 43430 | Comes Warwick, backing of the Duke of York, |
| 43431 | And in the towns, as they do march along, |
| 43432 | Proclaims him king, and many fly to him. |
| 43433 | Darraign your battle, for they are at hand. |
| 43434 | CLIFFORD. I would your Highness would depart... |
| 43435 | The Queen hath best success when you are a... |
| 43436 | QUEEN MARGARET. Ay, good my lord, and leave ... |
| 43437 | KING HENRY. Why, that's my fortune too; ther... |
| 43438 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Be it with resolution, then,... |
| 43439 | PRINCE OF WALES. My royal father, cheer thes... |
| 43440 | And hearten those that fight in your defence. |
| 43441 | Unsheathe your sword, good father; cry 'Sa... |
| 43442 | March. Enter EDWARD, GEORGE, RICHARD,... |
| 43443 | NORFOLK, MONTAGUE, and soldiers |
| 43444 | EDWARD. Now, perjur'd Henry, wilt thou kneel... |
| 43445 | And set thy diadem upon my head, |
| 43446 | Or bide the mortal fortune of the field? |
| 43447 | QUEEN MARGARET. Go rate thy minions, proud i... |
| 43448 | Becomes it thee to be thus bold in terms |
| 43449 | Before thy sovereign and thy lawful king? |
| 43450 | EDWARD. I am his king, and he should bow his... |
| 43451 | I was adopted heir by his consent: |
| 43452 | Since when, his oath is broke; for, as I h... |
| 43453 | You that are King, though he do wear the c... |
| 43454 | Have caus'd him by new act of parliament |
| 43455 | To blot out me and put his own son in. |
| 43456 | CLIFFORD. And reason too: |
| 43457 | Who should succeed the father but the son? |
| 43458 | RICHARD. Are you there, butcher? O, I cannot... |
| 43459 | CLIFFORD. Ay, crook-back, here I stand to an... |
| 43460 | Or any he, the proudest of thy sort. |
| 43461 | RICHARD. 'Twas you that kill'd young Rutland... |
| 43462 | CLIFFORD. Ay, and old York, and yet not sati... |
| 43463 | RICHARD. For God's sake, lords, give signal ... |
| 43464 | WARWICK. What say'st thou, Henry? Wilt thou ... |
| 43465 | QUEEN MARGARET. Why, how now, long-tongu'd W... |
| 43466 | When you and I met at Saint Albans last |
| 43467 | Your legs did better service than your hands. |
| 43468 | WARWICK. Then 'twas my turn to fly, and now ... |
| 43469 | CLIFFORD. You said so much before, and yet y... |
| 43470 | WARWICK. 'Twas not your valour, Clifford, dr... |
| 43471 | NORTHUMBERLAND. No, nor your manhood that du... |
| 43472 | RICHARD. Northumberland, I hold thee reveren... |
| 43473 | Break off the parley; for scarce I can ref... |
| 43474 | The execution of my big-swol'n heart |
| 43475 | Upon that Clifford, that cruel child-killer. |
| 43476 | CLIFFORD. I slew thy father; call'st thou hi... |
| 43477 | RICHARD. Ay, like a dastard and a treacherou... |
| 43478 | As thou didst kill our tender brother Rutl... |
| 43479 | But ere sunset I'll make thee curse the deed. |
| 43480 | KING HENRY. Have done with words, my lords, ... |
| 43481 | QUEEN MARGARET. Defy them then, or else hold... |
| 43482 | KING HENRY. I prithee give no limits to my t... |
| 43483 | I am a king, and privileg'd to speak. |
| 43484 | CLIFFORD. My liege, the wound that bred this... |
| 43485 | Cannot be cur'd by words; therefore be still. |
| 43486 | RICHARD. Then, executioner, unsheathe thy sw... |
| 43487 | By Him that made us all, I am resolv'd |
| 43488 | That Clifford's manhood lies upon his tongue. |
| 43489 | EDWARD. Say, Henry, shall I have my right, o... |
| 43490 | A thousand men have broke their fasts to-day |
| 43491 | That ne'er shall dine unless thou yield th... |
| 43492 | WARWICK. If thou deny, their blood upon thy ... |
| 43493 | For York in justice puts his armour on. |
| 43494 | PRINCE OF WALES. If that be right which Warw... |
| 43495 | There is no wrong, but every thing is right. |
| 43496 | RICHARD. Whoever got thee, there thy mother ... |
| 43497 | For well I wot thou hast thy mother's tongue. |
| 43498 | QUEEN MARGARET. But thou art neither like th... |
| 43499 | But like a foul misshapen stigmatic, |
| 43500 | Mark'd by the destinies to be avoided, |
| 43501 | As venom toads or lizards' dreadful stings. |
| 43502 | RICHARD. Iron of Naples hid with English gilt, |
| 43503 | Whose father bears the title of a king- |
| 43504 | As if a channel should be call'd the sea- |
| 43505 | Sham'st thou not, knowing whence thou art ... |
| 43506 | To let thy tongue detect thy base-born heart? |
| 43507 | EDWARD. A wisp of straw were worth a thousan... |
| 43508 | To make this shameless callet know herself. |
| 43509 | Helen of Greece was fairer far than thou, |
| 43510 | Although thy husband may be Menelaus; |
| 43511 | And ne'er was Agamemmon's brother wrong'd |
| 43512 | By that false woman as this king by thee. |
| 43513 | His father revell'd in the heart of France, |
| 43514 | And tam'd the King, and made the Dauphin s... |
| 43515 | And had he match'd according to his state, |
| 43516 | He might have kept that glory to this day; |
| 43517 | But when he took a beggar to his bed |
| 43518 | And grac'd thy poor sire with his bridal day, |
| 43519 | Even then that sunshine brew'd a show'r fo... |
| 43520 | That wash'd his father's fortunes forth of... |
| 43521 | And heap'd sedition on his crown at home. |
| 43522 | For what hath broach'd this tumult but thy... |
| 43523 | Hadst thou been meek, our title still had ... |
| 43524 | And we, in pity of the gentle King, |
| 43525 | Had slipp'd our claim until another age. |
| 43526 | GEORGE. But when we saw our sunshine made th... |
| 43527 | And that thy summer bred us no increase, |
| 43528 | We set the axe to thy usurping root; |
| 43529 | And though the edge hath something hit our... |
| 43530 | Yet know thou, since we have begun to strike, |
| 43531 | We'll never leave till we have hewn thee d... |
| 43532 | Or bath'd thy growing with our heated bloods. |
| 43533 | EDWARD. And in this resolution I defy thee; |
| 43534 | Not willing any longer conference, |
| 43535 | Since thou deniest the gentle King to speak. |
| 43536 | Sound trumpets; let our bloody colours wave, |
| 43537 | And either victory or else a grave! |
| 43538 | QUEEN MARGARET. Stay, Edward. |
| 43539 | EDWARD. No, wrangling woman, we'll no longer... |
| 43540 | These words will cost ten thousand lives t... |
| 43541 | ... |
| 43542 | SCENE III. |
| 43543 | A field of battle between Towton and Saxton, i... |
| 43544 | Alarum; excursions. Enter WARWICK |
| 43545 | WARWICK. Forspent with toil, as runners with... |
| 43546 | I lay me down a little while to breathe; |
| 43547 | For strokes receiv'd and many blows repaid |
| 43548 | Have robb'd my strong-knit sinews of their... |
| 43549 | And spite of spite needs must I rest awhile. |
| 43550 | Enter EDWARD, running |
| 43551 | EDWARD. Smile, gentle heaven, or strike, ung... |
| 43552 | For this world frowns, and Edward's sun is... |
| 43553 | WARWICK. How now, my lord. What hap? What ho... |
| 43554 | Enter GEORGE |
| 43555 | GEORGE. Our hap is lost, our hope but sad de... |
| 43556 | Our ranks are broke, and ruin follows us. |
| 43557 | What counsel give you? Whither shall we fly? |
| 43558 | EDWARD. Bootless is flight: they follow us w... |
| 43559 | And weak we are, and cannot shun pursuit. |
| 43560 | Enter RICHARD |
| 43561 | RICHARD. Ah, Warwick, why hast thou withdraw... |
| 43562 | Thy brother's blood the thirsty earth hath... |
| 43563 | Broach'd with the steely point of Clifford... |
| 43564 | And in the very pangs of death he cried, |
| 43565 | Like to a dismal clangor heard from far, |
| 43566 | 'Warwick, revenge! Brother, revenge my dea... |
| 43567 | So, underneath the belly of their steeds, |
| 43568 | That stain'd their fetlocks in his smoking... |
| 43569 | The noble gentleman gave up the ghost. |
| 43570 | WARWICK. Then let the earth be drunken with ... |
| 43571 | I'll kill my horse, because I will not fly. |
| 43572 | Why stand we like soft-hearted women here, |
| 43573 | Wailing our losses, whiles the foe doth rage, |
| 43574 | And look upon, as if the tragedy |
| 43575 | Were play'd in jest by counterfeiting actors? |
| 43576 | Here on my knee I vow to God above |
| 43577 | I'll never pause again, never stand still, |
| 43578 | Till either death hath clos'd these eyes o... |
| 43579 | Or fortune given me measure of revenge. |
| 43580 | EDWARD. O Warwick, I do bend my knee with th... |
| 43581 | And in this vow do chain my soul to thine! |
| 43582 | And ere my knee rise from the earth's cold... |
| 43583 | I throw my hands, mine eyes, my heart to T... |
| 43584 | Thou setter-up and plucker-down of kings, |
| 43585 | Beseeching Thee, if with Thy will it stands |
| 43586 | That to my foes this body must be prey, |
| 43587 | Yet that Thy brazen gates of heaven may ope |
| 43588 | And give sweet passage to my sinful soul. |
| 43589 | Now, lords, take leave until we meet again, |
| 43590 | Where'er it be, in heaven or in earth. |
| 43591 | RICHARD. Brother, give me thy hand; and, gen... |
| 43592 | Let me embrace thee in my weary arms. |
| 43593 | I that did never weep now melt with woe |
| 43594 | That winter should cut off our spring-time... |
| 43595 | WARWICK. Away, away! Once more, sweet lords,... |
| 43596 | GEORGE. Yet let us all together to our troops, |
| 43597 | And give them leave to fly that will not s... |
| 43598 | And call them pillars that will stand to us; |
| 43599 | And if we thrive, promise them such rewards |
| 43600 | As victors wear at the Olympian games. |
| 43601 | This may plant courage in their quailing b... |
| 43602 | For yet is hope of life and victory. |
| 43603 | Forslow no longer; make we hence amain. ... |
| 43604 | SCENE IV. |
| 43605 | Another part of the field |
| 43606 | Excursions. Enter RICHARD and CLIFFORD |
| 43607 | RICHARD. Now, Clifford, I have singled thee ... |
| 43608 | Suppose this arm is for the Duke of York, |
| 43609 | And this for Rutland; both bound to revenge, |
| 43610 | Wert thou environ'd with a brazen wall. |
| 43611 | CLIFFORD. Now, Richard, I am with thee here ... |
| 43612 | This is the hand that stabbed thy father Y... |
| 43613 | And this the hand that slew thy brother Ru... |
| 43614 | And here's the heart that triumphs in thei... |
| 43615 | And cheers these hands that slew thy sire ... |
| 43616 | To execute the like upon thyself; |
| 43617 | And so, have at thee! ... |
| 43618 | Enter WARWICK; CLIFFORD flies |
| 43619 | RICHARD. Nay, Warwick, single out some other... |
| 43620 | For I myself will hunt this wolf to death.... |
| 43621 | SCENE V. |
| 43622 | Another part of the field |
| 43623 | Alarum. Enter KING HENRY alone |
| 43624 | KING HENRY. This battle fares like to the mo... |
| 43625 | When dying clouds contend with growing light, |
| 43626 | What time the shepherd, blowing of his nails, |
| 43627 | Can neither call it perfect day nor night. |
| 43628 | Now sways it this way, like a mighty sea |
| 43629 | Forc'd by the tide to combat with the wind; |
| 43630 | Now sways it that way, like the selfsame sea |
| 43631 | Forc'd to retire by fury of the wind. |
| 43632 | Sometime the flood prevails, and then the ... |
| 43633 | Now one the better, then another best; |
| 43634 | Both tugging to be victors, breast to breast, |
| 43635 | Yet neither conqueror nor conquered. |
| 43636 | So is the equal poise of this fell war. |
| 43637 | Here on this molehill will I sit me down. |
| 43638 | To whom God will, there be the victory! |
| 43639 | For Margaret my queen, and Clifford too, |
| 43640 | Have chid me from the battle, swearing both |
| 43641 | They prosper best of all when I am thence. |
| 43642 | Would I were dead, if God's good will were... |
| 43643 | For what is in this world but grief and woe? |
| 43644 | O God! methinks it were a happy life |
| 43645 | To be no better than a homely swain; |
| 43646 | To sit upon a hill, as I do now, |
| 43647 | To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, |
| 43648 | Thereby to see the minutes how they run- |
| 43649 | How many makes the hour full complete, |
| 43650 | How many hours brings about the day, |
| 43651 | How many days will finish up the year, |
| 43652 | How many years a mortal man may live. |
| 43653 | When this is known, then to divide the times- |
| 43654 | So many hours must I tend my flock; |
| 43655 | So many hours must I take my rest; |
| 43656 | So many hours must I contemplate; |
| 43657 | So many hours must I sport myself; |
| 43658 | So many days my ewes have been with young; |
| 43659 | So many weeks ere the poor fools will can; |
| 43660 | So many years ere I shall shear the fleece: |
| 43661 | So minutes, hours, days, months, and years, |
| 43662 | Pass'd over to the end they were created, |
| 43663 | Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. |
| 43664 | Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how ... |
| 43665 | Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade |
| 43666 | To shepherds looking on their silly sheep, |
| 43667 | Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy |
| 43668 | To kings that fear their subjects' treachery? |
| 43669 | O yes, it doth; a thousand-fold it doth. |
| 43670 | And to conclude: the shepherd's homely curds, |
| 43671 | His cold thin drink out of his leather bot... |
| 43672 | His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, |
| 43673 | All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, |
| 43674 | Is far beyond a prince's delicates- |
| 43675 | His viands sparkling in a golden cup, |
| 43676 | His body couched in a curious bed, |
| 43677 | When care, mistrust, and treason waits on ... |
| 43678 | Alarum. Enter a son that hath kill'd hi... |
| 43679 | one door; and a FATHER that hath kill'd... |
| 43680 | another door |
| 43681 | SON. Ill blows the wind that profits nobody. |
| 43682 | This man whom hand to hand I slew in fight |
| 43683 | May be possessed with some store of crowns; |
| 43684 | And I, that haply take them from him now, |
| 43685 | May yet ere night yield both my life and them |
| 43686 | To some man else, as this dead man doth me. |
| 43687 | Who's this? O God! It is my father's face, |
| 43688 | Whom in this conflict I unwares have kill'd. |
| 43689 | O heavy times, begetting such events! |
| 43690 | From London by the King was I press'd forth; |
| 43691 | My father, being the Earl of Warwick's man, |
| 43692 | Came on the part of York, press'd by his m... |
| 43693 | And I, who at his hands receiv'd my life, |
| 43694 | Have by my hands of life bereaved him. |
| 43695 | Pardon me, God, I knew not what I did. |
| 43696 | And pardon, father, for I knew not thee. |
| 43697 | My tears shall wipe away these bloody marks; |
| 43698 | And no more words till they have flow'd th... |
| 43699 | KING HENRY. O piteous spectacle! O bloody ti... |
| 43700 | Whiles lions war and battle for their dens, |
| 43701 | Poor harmless lambs abide their enmity. |
| 43702 | Weep, wretched man; I'll aid thee tear for... |
| 43703 | And let our hearts and eyes, like civil war, |
| 43704 | Be blind with tears and break o'ercharg'd ... |
| 43705 | Enter FATHER, bearing of his SON |
| 43706 | FATHER. Thou that so stoutly hath resisted me, |
| 43707 | Give me thy gold, if thou hast any gold; |
| 43708 | For I have bought it with an hundred blows. |
| 43709 | But let me see. Is this our foeman's face? |
| 43710 | Ah, no, no, no, no, it is mine only son! |
| 43711 | Ah, boy, if any life be left in thee, |
| 43712 | Throw up thine eye! See, see what show'rs ... |
| 43713 | Blown with the windy tempest of my heart |
| 43714 | Upon thy wounds, that kills mine eye and h... |
| 43715 | O, pity, God, this miserable age! |
| 43716 | What stratagems, how fell, how butcherly, |
| 43717 | Erroneous, mutinous, and unnatural, |
| 43718 | This deadly quarrel daily doth beget! |
| 43719 | O boy, thy father gave thee life too soon, |
| 43720 | And hath bereft thee of thy life too late! |
| 43721 | KING HENRY. Woe above woe! grief more than c... |
| 43722 | O that my death would stay these ruthful d... |
| 43723 | O pity, pity, gentle heaven, pity! |
| 43724 | The red rose and the white are on his face, |
| 43725 | The fatal colours of our striving houses: |
| 43726 | The one his purple blood right well resemb... |
| 43727 | The other his pale cheeks, methinks, prese... |
| 43728 | Wither one rose, and let the other flourish! |
| 43729 | If you contend, a thousand lives must perish. |
| 43730 | SON. How will my mother for a father's death |
| 43731 | Take on with me, and ne'er be satisfied! |
| 43732 | FATHER. How will my wife for slaughter of my... |
| 43733 | Shed seas of tears, and ne'er be satisfied! |
| 43734 | KING HENRY. How will the country for these w... |
| 43735 | Misthink the King, and not be satisfied! |
| 43736 | SON. Was ever son so rued a father's death? |
| 43737 | FATHER. Was ever father so bemoan'd his son? |
| 43738 | KING HENRY. Was ever king so griev'd for sub... |
| 43739 | Much is your sorrow; mine ten times so much. |
| 43740 | SON. I'll bear thee hence, where I may weep ... |
| 43741 | ... |
| 43742 | FATHER. These arms of mine shall be thy wind... |
| 43743 | My heart, sweet boy, shall be thy sepulchre, |
| 43744 | For from my heart thine image ne'er shall go; |
| 43745 | My sighing breast shall be thy funeral bell; |
| 43746 | And so obsequious will thy father be, |
| 43747 | Even for the loss of thee, having no more, |
| 43748 | As Priam was for all his valiant sons. |
| 43749 | I'll bear thee hence; and let them fight t... |
| 43750 | For I have murdered where I should not kill. |
| 43751 | ... |
| 43752 | KING HENRY. Sad-hearted men, much overgone w... |
| 43753 | Here sits a king more woeful than you are. |
| 43754 | Alarums, excursions. Enter QUEEN MA... |
| 43755 | PRINCE OF WALES, and EXETER |
| 43756 | PRINCE OF WALES. Fly, father, fly; for all y... |
| 43757 | And Warwick rages like a chafed bull. |
| 43758 | Away! for death doth hold us in pursuit. |
| 43759 | QUEEN MARGARET. Mount you, my lord; towards ... |
| 43760 | Edward and Richard, like a brace of greyho... |
| 43761 | Having the fearful flying hare in sight, |
| 43762 | With fiery eyes sparkling for very wrath, |
| 43763 | And bloody steel grasp'd in their ireful h... |
| 43764 | Are at our backs; and therefore hence amain. |
| 43765 | EXETER. Away! for vengeance comes along with... |
| 43766 | Nay, stay not to expostulate; make speed; |
| 43767 | Or else come after. I'll away before. |
| 43768 | KING HENRY. Nay, take me with thee, good swe... |
| 43769 | Not that I fear to stay, but love to go |
| 43770 | Whither the Queen intends. Forward; away! ... |
| 43771 | SCENE VI. |
| 43772 | Another part of the field |
| 43773 | A loud alarum. Enter CLIFFORD, wounded |
| 43774 | CLIFFORD. Here burns my candle out; ay, here... |
| 43775 | Which, whiles it lasted, gave King Henry l... |
| 43776 | O Lancaster, I fear thy overthrow |
| 43777 | More than my body's parting with my soul! |
| 43778 | My love and fear glu'd many friends to thee; |
| 43779 | And, now I fall, thy tough commixture melts, |
| 43780 | Impairing Henry, strength'ning misproud York. |
| 43781 | The common people swarm like summer flies; |
| 43782 | And whither fly the gnats but to the sun? |
| 43783 | And who shines now but Henry's enemies? |
| 43784 | O Phoebus, hadst thou never given consent |
| 43785 | That Phaethon should check thy fiery steeds, |
| 43786 | Thy burning car never had scorch'd the earth! |
| 43787 | And, Henry, hadst thou sway'd as kings sho... |
| 43788 | Or as thy father and his father did, |
| 43789 | Giving no ground unto the house of York, |
| 43790 | They never then had sprung like summer fli... |
| 43791 | I and ten thousand in this luckless realm |
| 43792 | Had left no mourning widows for our death; |
| 43793 | And thou this day hadst kept thy chair in ... |
| 43794 | For what doth cherish weeds but gentle air? |
| 43795 | And what makes robbers bold but too much l... |
| 43796 | Bootless are plaints, and cureless are my ... |
| 43797 | No way to fly, nor strength to hold out fl... |
| 43798 | The foe is merciless and will not pity; |
| 43799 | For at their hands I have deserv'd no pity. |
| 43800 | The air hath got into my deadly wounds, |
| 43801 | And much effuse of blood doth make me faint. |
| 43802 | Come, York and Richard, Warwick and the rest; |
| 43803 | I stabb'd your fathers' bosoms: split my b... |
| 43804 | ... |
| 43805 | Alarum and retreat. Enter EDWARD, GEORG... |
| 43806 | MONTAGUE, WARWICK, and soldiers |
| 43807 | EDWARD. Now breathe we, lords. Good fortune ... |
| 43808 | And smooth the frowns of war with peaceful... |
| 43809 | Some troops pursue the bloody-minded Queen |
| 43810 | That led calm Henry, though he were a king, |
| 43811 | As doth a sail, fill'd with a fretting gust, |
| 43812 | Command an argosy to stern the waves. |
| 43813 | But think you, lords, that Clifford fled w... |
| 43814 | WARWICK. No, 'tis impossible he should escape; |
| 43815 | For, though before his face I speak the wo... |
| 43816 | Your brother Richard mark'd him for the gr... |
| 43817 | And, whereso'er he is, he's surely dead. |
| 43818 | [CLIFFORD... |
| 43819 | RICHARD. Whose soul is that which takes her ... |
| 43820 | A deadly groan, like life and death's depa... |
| 43821 | See who it is. |
| 43822 | EDWARD. And now the battle's ended, |
| 43823 | If friend or foe, let him be gently used. |
| 43824 | RICHARD. Revoke that doom of mercy, for 'tis... |
| 43825 | Who not contented that he lopp'd the branch |
| 43826 | In hewing Rutland when his leaves put forth, |
| 43827 | But set his murd'ring knife unto the root |
| 43828 | From whence that tender spray did sweetly ... |
| 43829 | I mean our princely father, Duke of York. |
| 43830 | WARWICK. From off the gates of York fetch do... |
| 43831 | Your father's head, which Clifford placed ... |
| 43832 | Instead whereof let this supply the room. |
| 43833 | Measure for measure must be answered. |
| 43834 | EDWARD. Bring forth that fatal screech-owl t... |
| 43835 | That nothing sung but death to us and ours. |
| 43836 | Now death shall stop his dismal threat'nin... |
| 43837 | And his ill-boding tongue no more shall sp... |
| 43838 | WARWICK. I think his understanding is bereft. |
| 43839 | Speak, Clifford, dost thou know who speaks... |
| 43840 | Dark cloudy death o'ershades his beams of ... |
| 43841 | And he nor sees nor hears us what we say. |
| 43842 | RICHARD. O, would he did! and so, perhaps, h... |
| 43843 | 'Tis but his policy to counterfeit, |
| 43844 | Because he would avoid such bitter taunts |
| 43845 | Which in the time of death he gave our fat... |
| 43846 | GEORGE. If so thou think'st, vex him with ea... |
| 43847 | RICHARD. Clifford, ask mercy and obtain no g... |
| 43848 | EDWARD. Clifford, repent in bootless peniten... |
| 43849 | WARWICK. Clifford, devise excuses for thy fa... |
| 43850 | GEORGE. While we devise fell tortures for th... |
| 43851 | RICHARD. Thou didst love York, and I am son ... |
| 43852 | EDWARD. Thou pitied'st Rutland, I will pity ... |
| 43853 | GEORGE. Where's Captain Margaret, to fence y... |
| 43854 | WARWICK. They mock thee, Clifford; swear as ... |
| 43855 | RICHARD. What, not an oath? Nay, then the wo... |
| 43856 | When Clifford cannot spare his friends an ... |
| 43857 | I know by that he's dead; and by my soul, |
| 43858 | If this right hand would buy two hours' life, |
| 43859 | That I in all despite might rail at him, |
| 43860 | This hand should chop it off, and with the... |
| 43861 | Stifle the villain whose unstanched thirst |
| 43862 | York and young Rutland could not satisfy. |
| 43863 | WARWICK. Ay, but he's dead. Off with the tra... |
| 43864 | And rear it in the place your father's sta... |
| 43865 | And now to London with triumphant march, |
| 43866 | There to be crowned England's royal King; |
| 43867 | From whence shall Warwick cut the sea to F... |
| 43868 | And ask the Lady Bona for thy queen. |
| 43869 | So shalt thou sinew both these lands toget... |
| 43870 | And, having France thy friend, thou shalt ... |
| 43871 | The scatt'red foe that hopes to rise again; |
| 43872 | For though they cannot greatly sting to hurt, |
| 43873 | Yet look to have them buzz to offend thine... |
| 43874 | First will I see the coronation; |
| 43875 | And then to Brittany I'll cross the sea |
| 43876 | To effect this marriage, so it please my l... |
| 43877 | EDWARD. Even as thou wilt, sweet Warwick, le... |
| 43878 | For in thy shoulder do I build my seat, |
| 43879 | And never will I undertake the thing |
| 43880 | Wherein thy counsel and consent is wanting. |
| 43881 | Richard, I will create thee Duke of Glouce... |
| 43882 | And George, of Clarence; Warwick, as ourself, |
| 43883 | Shall do and undo as him pleaseth best. |
| 43884 | RICHARD. Let me be Duke of Clarence, George ... |
| 43885 | For Gloucester's dukedom is too ominous. |
| 43886 | WARWICK. Tut, that's a foolish observation. |
| 43887 | Richard, be Duke of Gloucester. Now to London |
| 43888 | To see these honours in possession. ... |
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| 43897 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 43898 | A chase in the north of England |
| 43899 | Enter two KEEPERS, with cross-bows in their hands |
| 43900 | FIRST KEEPER. Under this thick-grown brake w... |
| 43901 | For through this laund anon the deer will ... |
| 43902 | And in this covert will we make our stand, |
| 43903 | Culling the principal of all the deer. |
| 43904 | SECOND KEEPER. I'll stay above the hill, so ... |
| 43905 | FIRST KEEPER. That cannot be; the noise of t... |
| 43906 | Will scare the herd, and so my shoot is lost. |
| 43907 | Here stand we both, and aim we at the best; |
| 43908 | And, for the time shall not seem tedious, |
| 43909 | I'll tell thee what befell me on a day |
| 43910 | In this self-place where now we mean to st... |
| 43911 | SECOND KEEPER. Here comes a man; let's stay ... |
| 43912 | Enter KING HENRY, disguised, with a pr... |
| 43913 | KING HENRY. From Scotland am I stol'n, even ... |
| 43914 | To greet mine own land with my wishful sig... |
| 43915 | No, Harry, Harry, 'tis no land of thine; |
| 43916 | Thy place is fill'd, thy sceptre wrung fro... |
| 43917 | Thy balm wash'd off wherewith thou wast an... |
| 43918 | No bending knee will call thee Caesar now, |
| 43919 | No humble suitors press to speak for right, |
| 43920 | No, not a man comes for redress of thee; |
| 43921 | For how can I help them and not myself? |
| 43922 | FIRST KEEPER. Ay, here's a deer whose skin's... |
| 43923 | This is the quondam King; let's seize upon... |
| 43924 | KING HENRY. Let me embrace thee, sour advers... |
| 43925 | For wise men say it is the wisest course. |
| 43926 | SECOND KEEPER. Why linger we? let us lay han... |
| 43927 | FIRST KEEPER. Forbear awhile; we'll hear a l... |
| 43928 | KING HENRY. My Queen and son are gone to Fra... |
| 43929 | And, as I hear, the great commanding Warwick |
| 43930 | Is thither gone to crave the French King's... |
| 43931 | To wife for Edward. If this news be true, |
| 43932 | Poor queen and son, your labour is but lost; |
| 43933 | For Warwick is a subtle orator, |
| 43934 | And Lewis a prince soon won with moving wo... |
| 43935 | By this account, then, Margaret may win him; |
| 43936 | For she's a woman to be pitied much. |
| 43937 | Her sighs will make a batt'ry in his breast; |
| 43938 | Her tears will pierce into a marble heart; |
| 43939 | The tiger will be mild whiles she doth mourn; |
| 43940 | And Nero will be tainted with remorse |
| 43941 | To hear and see her plaints, her brinish t... |
| 43942 | Ay, but she's come to beg: Warwick, to give. |
| 43943 | She, on his left side, craving aid for Henry: |
| 43944 | He, on his right, asking a wife for Edward. |
| 43945 | She weeps, and says her Henry is depos'd: |
| 43946 | He smiles, and says his Edward is install'd; |
| 43947 | That she, poor wretch, for grief can speak... |
| 43948 | Whiles Warwick tells his title, smooths th... |
| 43949 | Inferreth arguments of mighty strength, |
| 43950 | And in conclusion wins the King from her |
| 43951 | With promise of his sister, and what else, |
| 43952 | To strengthen and support King Edward's pl... |
| 43953 | O Margaret, thus 'twill be; and thou, poor... |
| 43954 | Art then forsaken, as thou went'st forlorn! |
| 43955 | SECOND KEEPER. Say, what art thou that talk'... |
| 43956 | KING HENRY. More than I seem, and less than ... |
| 43957 | A man at least, for less I should not be; |
| 43958 | And men may talk of kings, and why not I? |
| 43959 | SECOND KEEPER. Ay, but thou talk'st as if th... |
| 43960 | KING HENRY. Why, so I am- in mind; and that'... |
| 43961 | SECOND KEEPER. But, if thou be a king, where... |
| 43962 | KING HENRY. My crown is in my heart, not on ... |
| 43963 | Not deck'd with diamonds and Indian stones, |
| 43964 | Not to be seen. My crown is call'd content; |
| 43965 | A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy. |
| 43966 | SECOND KEEPER. Well, if you be a king crown'... |
| 43967 | Your crown content and you must be contented |
| 43968 | To go along with us; for as we think, |
| 43969 | You are the king King Edward hath depos'd; |
| 43970 | And we his subjects, sworn in all allegiance, |
| 43971 | Will apprehend you as his enemy. |
| 43972 | KING HENRY. But did you never swear, and bre... |
| 43973 | SECOND KEEPER. No, never such an oath; nor w... |
| 43974 | KING HENRY. Where did you dwell when I was K... |
| 43975 | SECOND KEEPER. Here in this country, where w... |
| 43976 | KING HENRY. I was anointed king at nine mont... |
| 43977 | My father and my grandfather were kings; |
| 43978 | And you were sworn true subjects unto me; |
| 43979 | And tell me, then, have you not broke your... |
| 43980 | FIRST KEEPER. No; |
| 43981 | For we were subjects but while you were king. |
| 43982 | KING HENRY. Why, am I dead? Do I not breathe... |
| 43983 | Ah, simple men, you know not what you swear! |
| 43984 | Look, as I blow this feather from my face, |
| 43985 | And as the air blows it to me again, |
| 43986 | Obeying with my wind when I do blow, |
| 43987 | And yielding to another when it blows, |
| 43988 | Commanded always by the greater gust, |
| 43989 | Such is the lightness of you common men. |
| 43990 | But do not break your oaths; for of that sin |
| 43991 | My mild entreaty shall not make you guilty. |
| 43992 | Go where you will, the King shall be comma... |
| 43993 | And be you kings: command, and I'll obey. |
| 43994 | FIRST KEEPER. We are true subjects to the Ki... |
| 43995 | KING HENRY. So would you be again to Henry, |
| 43996 | If he were seated as King Edward is. |
| 43997 | FIRST KEEPER. We charge you, in God's name a... |
| 43998 | To go with us unto the officers. |
| 43999 | KING HENRY. In God's name, lead; your King's... |
| 44000 | And what God will, that let your King perf... |
| 44001 | And what he will, I humbly yield unto. ... |
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| 44003 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 44004 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 44005 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 44006 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 44007 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 44008 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
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| 44010 | SCENE II. |
| 44011 | London. The palace |
| 44012 | Enter KING EDWARD, GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and L... |
| 44013 | KING EDWARD. Brother of Gloucester, at Saint... |
| 44014 | This lady's husband, Sir Richard Grey, was... |
| 44015 | His land then seiz'd on by the conqueror. |
| 44016 | Her suit is now to repossess those lands; |
| 44017 | Which we in justice cannot well deny, |
| 44018 | Because in quarrel of the house of York |
| 44019 | The worthy gentleman did lose his life. |
| 44020 | GLOUCESTER. Your Highness shall do well to g... |
| 44021 | It were dishonour to deny it her. |
| 44022 | KING EDWARD. It were no less; but yet I'll m... |
| 44023 | GLOUCESTER. [Aside to CLARENCE] Yea, is it so? |
| 44024 | I see the lady hath a thing to grant, |
| 44025 | Before the King will grant her humble suit. |
| 44026 | CLARENCE. [Aside to GLOUCESTER] He knows the... |
| 44027 | keeps the wind! |
| 44028 | GLOUCESTER. [Aside to CLARENCE] Silence! |
| 44029 | KING EDWARD. Widow, we will consider of your... |
| 44030 | And come some other time to know our mind. |
| 44031 | LADY GREY. Right gracious lord, I cannot bro... |
| 44032 | May it please your Highness to resolve me ... |
| 44033 | And what your pleasure is shall satisfy me. |
| 44034 | GLOUCESTER. [Aside] Ay, widow? Then I'll war... |
| 44035 | lands, |
| 44036 | An if what pleases him shall pleasure you. |
| 44037 | Fight closer or, good faith, you'll catch ... |
| 44038 | CLARENCE. [Aside to GLOUCESTER] I fear her n... |
| 44039 | to fall. |
| 44040 | GLOUCESTER. [Aside to CLARENCE] God forbid t... |
| 44041 | vantages. |
| 44042 | KING EDWARD. How many children hast thou, wi... |
| 44043 | CLARENCE. [Aside to GLOUCESTER] I think he m... |
| 44044 | her. |
| 44045 | GLOUCESTER. [Aside to CLARENCE] Nay, then wh... |
| 44046 | give her two. |
| 44047 | LADY GREY. Three, my most gracious lord. |
| 44048 | GLOUCESTER. [Aside] You shall have four if y... |
| 44049 | KING EDWARD. 'Twere pity they should lose th... |
| 44050 | LADY GREY. Be pitiful, dread lord, and grant... |
| 44051 | KING EDWARD. Lords, give us leave; I'll try ... |
| 44052 | GLOUCESTER. [Aside] Ay, good leave have you;... |
| 44053 | leave |
| 44054 | Till youth take leave and leave you to the... |
| 44055 | [GLOUCESTER and ... |
| 44056 | KING EDWARD. Now tell me, madam, do you love... |
| 44057 | LADY GREY. Ay, full as dearly as I love myself. |
| 44058 | KING EDWARD. And would you not do much to do... |
| 44059 | LADY GREY. To do them good I would sustain s... |
| 44060 | KING EDWARD. Then get your husband's lands, ... |
| 44061 | LADY GREY. Therefore I came unto your Majesty. |
| 44062 | KING EDWARD. I'll tell you how these lands a... |
| 44063 | LADY GREY. So shall you bind me to your High... |
| 44064 | KING EDWARD. What service wilt thou do me if... |
| 44065 | LADY GREY. What you command that rests in me... |
| 44066 | KING EDWARD. But you will take exceptions to... |
| 44067 | LADY GREY. No, gracious lord, except I canno... |
| 44068 | KING EDWARD. Ay, but thou canst do what I me... |
| 44069 | LADY GREY. Why, then I will do what your Gra... |
| 44070 | GLOUCESTER. He plies her hard; and much rain... |
| 44071 | CLARENCE. As red as fire! Nay, then her wax ... |
| 44072 | LADY GREY. Why stops my lord? Shall I not he... |
| 44073 | KING EDWARD. An easy task; 'tis but to love ... |
| 44074 | LADY GREY. That's soon perform'd, because I ... |
| 44075 | KING EDWARD. Why, then, thy husband's lands ... |
| 44076 | LADY GREY. I take my leave with many thousan... |
| 44077 | GLOUCESTER. The match is made; she seals it ... |
| 44078 | KING EDWARD. But stay thee- 'tis the fruits ... |
| 44079 | LADY GREY. The fruits of love I mean, my lov... |
| 44080 | KING EDWARD. Ay, but, I fear me, in another ... |
| 44081 | What love, thinkst thou, I sue so much to ... |
| 44082 | LADY GREY. My love till death, my humble tha... |
| 44083 | That love which virtue begs and virtue gra... |
| 44084 | KING EDWARD. No, by my troth, I did not mean... |
| 44085 | LADY GREY. Why, then you mean not as I thoug... |
| 44086 | KING EDWARD. But now you partly may perceive... |
| 44087 | LADY GREY. My mind will never grant what I p... |
| 44088 | Your Highness aims at, if I aim aright. |
| 44089 | KING EDWARD. To tell thee plain, I aim to li... |
| 44090 | LADY GREY. To tell you plain, I had rather l... |
| 44091 | KING EDWARD. Why, then thou shalt not have t... |
| 44092 | LADY GREY. Why, then mine honesty shall be m... |
| 44093 | For by that loss I will not purchase them. |
| 44094 | KING EDWARD. Therein thou wrong'st thy child... |
| 44095 | LADY GREY. Herein your Highness wrongs both ... |
| 44096 | But, mighty lord, this merry inclination |
| 44097 | Accords not with the sadness of my suit. |
| 44098 | Please you dismiss me, either with ay or no. |
| 44099 | KING EDWARD. Ay, if thou wilt say ay to my r... |
| 44100 | No, if thou dost say no to my demand. |
| 44101 | LADY GREY. Then, no, my lord. My suit is at ... |
| 44102 | GLOUCESTER. The widow likes him not; she kni... |
| 44103 | CLARENCE. He is the bluntest wooer in Christ... |
| 44104 | KING EDWARD. [Aside] Her looks doth argue he... |
| 44105 | Her words doth show her wit incomparable; |
| 44106 | All her perfections challenge sovereignty. |
| 44107 | One way or other, she is for a king; |
| 44108 | And she shall be my love, or else my queen. |
| 44109 | Say that King Edward take thee for his que... |
| 44110 | LADY GREY. 'Tis better said than done, my gr... |
| 44111 | I am a subject fit to jest withal, |
| 44112 | But far unfit to be a sovereign. |
| 44113 | KING EDWARD. Sweet widow, by my state I swea... |
| 44114 | I speak no more than what my soul intends; |
| 44115 | And that is to enjoy thee for my love. |
| 44116 | LADY GREY. And that is more than I will yiel... |
| 44117 | I know I am too mean to be your queen, |
| 44118 | And yet too good to be your concubine. |
| 44119 | KING EDWARD. You cavil, widow; I did mean my... |
| 44120 | LADY GREY. 'Twill grieve your Grace my sons ... |
| 44121 | KING EDWARD.No more than when my daughters c... |
| 44122 | Thou art a widow, and thou hast some child... |
| 44123 | And, by God's Mother, I, being but a bache... |
| 44124 | Have other some. Why, 'tis a happy thing |
| 44125 | To be the father unto many sons. |
| 44126 | Answer no more, for thou shalt be my queen. |
| 44127 | GLOUCESTER. The ghostly father now hath done... |
| 44128 | CLARENCE. When he was made a shriver, 'twas ... |
| 44129 | KING EDWARD. Brothers, you muse what chat we... |
| 44130 | GLOUCESTER. The widow likes it not, for she ... |
| 44131 | KING EDWARD. You'd think it strange if I sho... |
| 44132 | CLARENCE. To who, my lord? |
| 44133 | KING EDWARD. Why, Clarence, to myself. |
| 44134 | GLOUCESTER. That would be ten days' wonder a... |
| 44135 | CLARENCE. That's a day longer than a wonder ... |
| 44136 | GLOUCESTER. By so much is the wonder in extr... |
| 44137 | KING EDWARD. Well, jest on, brothers; I can ... |
| 44138 | Her suit is granted for her husband's lands. |
| 44139 | Enter a NOBLEMAN |
| 44140 | NOBLEMAN. My gracious lord, Henry your foe i... |
| 44141 | And brought your prisoner to your palace g... |
| 44142 | KING EDWARD. See that he be convey'd unto th... |
| 44143 | And go we, brothers, to the man that took him |
| 44144 | To question of his apprehension. |
| 44145 | Widow, go you along. Lords, use her honour... |
| 44146 | Exeunt ... |
| 44147 | GLOUCESTER. Ay, Edward will use women honour... |
| 44148 | Would he were wasted, marrow, bones, and all, |
| 44149 | That from his loins no hopeful branch may ... |
| 44150 | To cross me from the golden time I look for! |
| 44151 | And yet, between my soul's desire and me- |
| 44152 | The lustful Edward's title buried- |
| 44153 | Is Clarence, Henry, and his son young Edward, |
| 44154 | And all the unlook'd for issue of their bo... |
| 44155 | To take their rooms ere I can place myself. |
| 44156 | A cold premeditation for my purpose! |
| 44157 | Why, then I do but dream on sovereignty; |
| 44158 | Like one that stands upon a promontory |
| 44159 | And spies a far-off shore where he would t... |
| 44160 | Wishing his foot were equal with his eye; |
| 44161 | And chides the sea that sunders him from t... |
| 44162 | Saying he'll lade it dry to have his way- |
| 44163 | So do I wish the crown, being so far off; |
| 44164 | And so I chide the means that keeps me fro... |
| 44165 | And so I say I'll cut the causes off, |
| 44166 | Flattering me with impossibilities. |
| 44167 | My eye's too quick, my heart o'erweens too... |
| 44168 | Unless my hand and strength could equal them. |
| 44169 | Well, say there is no kingdom then for Ric... |
| 44170 | What other pleasure can the world afford? |
| 44171 | I'll make my heaven in a lady's lap, |
| 44172 | And deck my body in gay ornaments, |
| 44173 | And witch sweet ladies with my words and l... |
| 44174 | O miserable thought! and more unlikely |
| 44175 | Than to accomplish twenty golden crowns. |
| 44176 | Why, love forswore me in my mother's womb; |
| 44177 | And, for I should not deal in her soft laws, |
| 44178 | She did corrupt frail nature with some bribe |
| 44179 | To shrink mine arm up like a wither'd shrub |
| 44180 | To make an envious mountain on my back, |
| 44181 | Where sits deformity to mock my body; |
| 44182 | To shape my legs of an unequal size; |
| 44183 | To disproportion me in every part, |
| 44184 | Like to a chaos, or an unlick'd bear-whelp |
| 44185 | That carries no impression like the dam. |
| 44186 | And am I, then, a man to be belov'd? |
| 44187 | O monstrous fault to harbour such a though... |
| 44188 | Then, since this earth affords no joy to me |
| 44189 | But to command, to check, to o'erbear such |
| 44190 | As are of better person than myself, |
| 44191 | I'll make my heaven to dream upon the crown, |
| 44192 | And whiles I live t' account this world bu... |
| 44193 | Until my misshap'd trunk that bear this head |
| 44194 | Be round impaled with a glorious crown. |
| 44195 | And yet I know not how to get the crown, |
| 44196 | For many lives stand between me and home; |
| 44197 | And I- like one lost in a thorny wood |
| 44198 | That rents the thorns and is rent with the... |
| 44199 | Seeking a way and straying from the way |
| 44200 | Not knowing how to find the open air, |
| 44201 | But toiling desperately to find it out- |
| 44202 | Torment myself to catch the English crown; |
| 44203 | And from that torment I will free myself |
| 44204 | Or hew my way out with a bloody axe. |
| 44205 | Why, I can smile, and murder whiles I smile, |
| 44206 | And cry 'Content!' to that which grieves m... |
| 44207 | And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, |
| 44208 | And frame my face to all occasions. |
| 44209 | I'll drown more sailors than the mermaid s... |
| 44210 | I'll slay more gazers than the basilisk; |
| 44211 | I'll play the orator as well as Nestor, |
| 44212 | Deceive more slily than Ulysses could, |
| 44213 | And, like a Sinon, take another Troy. |
| 44214 | I can add colours to the chameleon, |
| 44215 | Change shapes with Protheus for advantages, |
| 44216 | And set the murderous Machiavel to school. |
| 44217 | Can I do this, and cannot get a crown? |
| 44218 | Tut, were it farther off, I'll pluck it do... |
| 44219 | SCENE III. |
| 44220 | France. The KING'S palace |
| 44221 | Flourish. Enter LEWIS the French King, his si... |
| 44222 | his Admiral call'd BOURBON; PRINCE EDWARD, QUE... |
| 44223 | and the EARL of OXFORD. LEWIS sits, and riset... |
| 44224 | LEWIS. Fair Queen of England, worthy Margaret, |
| 44225 | Sit down with us. It ill befits thy state |
| 44226 | And birth that thou shouldst stand while L... |
| 44227 | QUEEN MARGARET. No, mighty King of France. N... |
| 44228 | Must strike her sail and learn a while to ... |
| 44229 | Where kings command. I was, I must confess, |
| 44230 | Great Albion's Queen in former golden days; |
| 44231 | But now mischance hath trod my title down |
| 44232 | And with dishonour laid me on the ground, |
| 44233 | Where I must take like seat unto my fortune, |
| 44234 | And to my humble seat conform myself. |
| 44235 | LEWIS. Why, say, fair Queen, whence springs ... |
| 44236 | QUEEN MARGARET. From such a cause as fills m... |
| 44237 | And stops my tongue, while heart is drown'... |
| 44238 | LEWIS. Whate'er it be, be thou still like th... |
| 44239 | And sit thee by our side. [Seats her by hi... |
| 44240 | To fortune's yoke, but let thy dauntless mind |
| 44241 | Still ride in triumph over all mischance. |
| 44242 | Be plain, Queen Margaret, and tell thy grief; |
| 44243 | It shall be eas'd, if France can yield rel... |
| 44244 | QUEEN MARGARET. Those gracious words revive ... |
| 44245 | And give my tongue-tied sorrows leave to s... |
| 44246 | Now therefore be it known to noble Lewis |
| 44247 | That Henry, sole possessor of my love, |
| 44248 | Is, of a king, become a banish'd man, |
| 44249 | And forc'd to live in Scotland a forlorn; |
| 44250 | While proud ambitious Edward Duke of York |
| 44251 | Usurps the regal title and the seat |
| 44252 | Of England's true-anointed lawful King. |
| 44253 | This is the cause that I, poor Margaret, |
| 44254 | With this my son, Prince Edward, Henry's h... |
| 44255 | Am come to crave thy just and lawful aid; |
| 44256 | And if thou fail us, all our hope is done. |
| 44257 | Scotland hath will to help, but cannot hel... |
| 44258 | Our people and our peers are both misled, |
| 44259 | Our treasure seiz'd, our soldiers put to f... |
| 44260 | And, as thou seest, ourselves in heavy pli... |
| 44261 | LEWIS. Renowned Queen, with patience calm th... |
| 44262 | While we bethink a means to break it off. |
| 44263 | QUEEN MARGARET. The more we stay, the strong... |
| 44264 | LEWIS. The more I stay, the more I'll succou... |
| 44265 | QUEEN MARGARET. O, but impatience waiteth on... |
| 44266 | And see where comes the breeder of my sorrow! |
| 44267 | Enter WARWICK |
| 44268 | LEWIS. What's he approacheth boldly to our p... |
| 44269 | QUEEN MARGARET. Our Earl of Warwick, Edward'... |
| 44270 | LEWIS. Welcome, brave Warwick! What brings t... |
| 44271 | [He desc... |
| 44272 | QUEEN MARGARET. Ay, now begins a second stor... |
| 44273 | For this is he that moves both wind and tide. |
| 44274 | WARWICK. From worthy Edward, King of Albion, |
| 44275 | My lord and sovereign, and thy vowed frien... |
| 44276 | I come, in kindness and unfeigned love, |
| 44277 | First to do greetings to thy royal person, |
| 44278 | And then to crave a league of amity, |
| 44279 | And lastly to confirm that amity |
| 44280 | With nuptial knot, if thou vouchsafe to grant |
| 44281 | That virtuous Lady Bona, thy fair sister, |
| 44282 | To England's King in lawful marriage. |
| 44283 | QUEEN MARGARET. [Aside] If that go forward, ... |
| 44284 | WARWICK. [To BONA] And, gracious madam, in o... |
| 44285 | I am commanded, with your leave and favour, |
| 44286 | Humbly to kiss your hand, and with my tongue |
| 44287 | To tell the passion of my sovereign's heart; |
| 44288 | Where fame, late ent'ring at his heedful e... |
| 44289 | Hath plac'd thy beauty's image and thy vir... |
| 44290 | QUEEN MARGARET. King Lewis and Lady Bona, he... |
| 44291 | Before you answer Warwick. His demand |
| 44292 | Springs not from Edward's well-meant hones... |
| 44293 | But from deceit bred by necessity; |
| 44294 | For how can tyrants safely govern home |
| 44295 | Unless abroad they purchase great alliance? |
| 44296 | To prove him tyrant this reason may suffice, |
| 44297 | That Henry liveth still; but were he dead, |
| 44298 | Yet here Prince Edward stands, King Henry'... |
| 44299 | Look therefore, Lewis, that by this league... |
| 44300 | Thou draw not on thy danger and dishonour; |
| 44301 | For though usurpers sway the rule a while |
| 44302 | Yet heav'ns are just, and time suppresseth... |
| 44303 | WARWICK. Injurious Margaret! |
| 44304 | PRINCE OF WALES. And why not Queen? |
| 44305 | WARWICK. Because thy father Henry did usurp; |
| 44306 | And thou no more art prince than she is qu... |
| 44307 | OXFORD. Then Warwick disannuls great John of... |
| 44308 | Which did subdue the greatest part of Spain; |
| 44309 | And, after John of Gaunt, Henry the Fourth, |
| 44310 | Whose wisdom was a mirror to the wisest; |
| 44311 | And, after that wise prince, Henry the Fifth, |
| 44312 | Who by his prowess conquered all France. |
| 44313 | From these our Henry lineally descends. |
| 44314 | WARWICK. Oxford, how haps it in this smooth ... |
| 44315 | You told not how Henry the Sixth hath lost |
| 44316 | All that which Henry the Fifth had gotten? |
| 44317 | Methinks these peers of France should smil... |
| 44318 | But for the rest: you tell a pedigree |
| 44319 | Of threescore and two years- a silly time |
| 44320 | To make prescription for a kingdom's worth. |
| 44321 | OXFORD. Why, Warwick, canst thou speak again... |
| 44322 | Whom thou obeyed'st thirty and six years, |
| 44323 | And not betray thy treason with a blush? |
| 44324 | WARWICK. Can Oxford that did ever fence the ... |
| 44325 | Now buckler falsehood with a pedigree? |
| 44326 | For shame! Leave Henry, and call Edward king. |
| 44327 | OXFORD. Call him my king by whose injurious ... |
| 44328 | My elder brother, the Lord Aubrey Vere, |
| 44329 | Was done to death; and more than so, my fa... |
| 44330 | Even in the downfall of his mellow'd years, |
| 44331 | When nature brought him to the door of death? |
| 44332 | No, Warwick, no; while life upholds this arm, |
| 44333 | This arm upholds the house of Lancaster. |
| 44334 | WARWICK. And I the house of York. |
| 44335 | LEWIS. Queen Margaret, Prince Edward, and Ox... |
| 44336 | Vouchsafe at our request to stand aside |
| 44337 | While I use further conference with Warwick. |
| 44338 | ... |
| 44339 | QUEEN MARGARET. Heavens grant that Warwick's... |
| 44340 | LEWIS. Now, Warwick, tell me, even upon thy ... |
| 44341 | Is Edward your true king? for I were loath |
| 44342 | To link with him that were not lawful chosen. |
| 44343 | WARWICK. Thereon I pawn my credit and mine h... |
| 44344 | LEWIS. But is he gracious in the people's eye? |
| 44345 | WARWICK. The more that Henry was unfortunate. |
| 44346 | LEWIS. Then further: all dissembling set aside, |
| 44347 | Tell me for truth the measure of his love |
| 44348 | Unto our sister Bona. |
| 44349 | WARWICK. Such it seems |
| 44350 | As may beseem a monarch like himself. |
| 44351 | Myself have often heard him say and swear |
| 44352 | That this his love was an eternal plant |
| 44353 | Whereof the root was fix'd in virtue's gro... |
| 44354 | The leaves and fruit maintain'd with beaut... |
| 44355 | Exempt from envy, but not from disdain, |
| 44356 | Unless the Lady Bona quit his pain. |
| 44357 | LEWIS. Now, sister, let us hear your firm re... |
| 44358 | BONA. Your grant or your denial shall be mine. |
| 44359 | [To WARWICK] Yet I confess that often ere ... |
| 44360 | When I have heard your king's desert recou... |
| 44361 | Mine ear hath tempted judgment to desire. |
| 44362 | LEWIS. Then, Warwick, thus: our sister shall... |
| 44363 | And now forthwith shall articles be drawn |
| 44364 | Touching the jointure that your king must ... |
| 44365 | Which with her dowry shall be counterpois'd. |
| 44366 | Draw near, Queen Margaret, and be a witness |
| 44367 | That Bona shall be wife to the English king. |
| 44368 | PRINCE OF WALES. To Edward, but not to the E... |
| 44369 | QUEEN MARGARET. Deceitful Warwick, it was th... |
| 44370 | By this alliance to make void my suit. |
| 44371 | Before thy coming, Lewis was Henry's friend. |
| 44372 | LEWIS. And still is friend to him and Margaret. |
| 44373 | But if your title to the crown be weak, |
| 44374 | As may appear by Edward's good success, |
| 44375 | Then 'tis but reason that I be releas'd |
| 44376 | From giving aid which late I promised. |
| 44377 | Yet shall you have all kindness at my hand |
| 44378 | That your estate requires and mine can yield. |
| 44379 | WARWICK. Henry now lives in Scotland at his ... |
| 44380 | Where having nothing, nothing can he lose. |
| 44381 | And as for you yourself, our quondam queen, |
| 44382 | You have a father able to maintain you, |
| 44383 | And better 'twere you troubled him than Fr... |
| 44384 | QUEEN MARGARET. Peace, impudent and shameles... |
| 44385 | Proud setter up and puller down of kings! |
| 44386 | I will not hence till with my talk and tears, |
| 44387 | Both full of truth, I make King Lewis behold |
| 44388 | Thy sly conveyance and thy lord's false love; |
| 44389 | For both of you are birds of self-same fea... |
| 44390 | [POST blow... |
| 44391 | LEWIS. Warwick, this is some post to us or t... |
| 44392 | Enter the POST |
| 44393 | POST. My lord ambassador, these letters are ... |
| 44394 | Sent from your brother, Marquis Montague. |
| 44395 | These from our King unto your Majesty. |
| 44396 | And, madam, these for you; from whom I kno... |
| 44397 | [They all r... |
| 44398 | OXFORD. I like it well that our fair Queen a... |
| 44399 | Smiles at her news, while Warwick frowns a... |
| 44400 | PRINCE OF WALES. Nay, mark how Lewis stamps ... |
| 44401 | I hope all's for the best. |
| 44402 | LEWIS. Warwick, what are thy news? And yours... |
| 44403 | QUEEN MARGARET. Mine such as fill my heart w... |
| 44404 | WARWICK. Mine, full of sorrow and heart's di... |
| 44405 | LEWIS. What, has your king married the Lady ... |
| 44406 | And now, to soothe your forgery and his, |
| 44407 | Sends me a paper to persuade me patience? |
| 44408 | Is this th' alliance that he seeks with Fr... |
| 44409 | Dare he presume to scorn us in this manner? |
| 44410 | QUEEN MARGARET. I told your Majesty as much ... |
| 44411 | This proveth Edward's love and Warwick's h... |
| 44412 | WARWICK. King Lewis, I here protest in sight... |
| 44413 | And by the hope I have of heavenly bliss, |
| 44414 | That I am clear from this misdeed of Edwar... |
| 44415 | No more my king, for he dishonours me, |
| 44416 | But most himself, if he could see his shame. |
| 44417 | Did I forget that by the house of York |
| 44418 | My father came untimely to his death? |
| 44419 | Did I let pass th' abuse done to my niece? |
| 44420 | Did I impale him with the regal crown? |
| 44421 | Did I put Henry from his native right? |
| 44422 | And am I guerdon'd at the last with shame? |
| 44423 | Shame on himself! for my desert is honour; |
| 44424 | And to repair my honour lost for him |
| 44425 | I here renounce him and return to Henry. |
| 44426 | My noble Queen, let former grudges pass, |
| 44427 | And henceforth I am thy true servitor. |
| 44428 | I will revenge his wrong to Lady Bona, |
| 44429 | And replant Henry in his former state. |
| 44430 | QUEEN MARGARET. Warwick, these words have tu... |
| 44431 | And I forgive and quite forget old faults, |
| 44432 | And joy that thou becom'st King Henry's fr... |
| 44433 | WARWICK. So much his friend, ay, his unfeign... |
| 44434 | That if King Lewis vouchsafe to furnish us |
| 44435 | With some few bands of chosen soldiers, |
| 44436 | I'll undertake to land them on our coast |
| 44437 | And force the tyrant from his seat by war. |
| 44438 | 'Tis not his new-made bride shall succour ... |
| 44439 | And as for Clarence, as my letters tell me, |
| 44440 | He's very likely now to fall from him |
| 44441 | For matching more for wanton lust than honour |
| 44442 | Or than for strength and safety of our cou... |
| 44443 | BONA. Dear brother, how shall Bona be reveng'd |
| 44444 | But by thy help to this distressed queen? |
| 44445 | QUEEN MARGARET. Renowned Prince, how shall p... |
| 44446 | Unless thou rescue him from foul despair? |
| 44447 | BONA. My quarrel and this English queen's ar... |
| 44448 | WARWICK. And mine, fair Lady Bona, joins wit... |
| 44449 | LEWIS. And mine with hers, and thine, and Ma... |
| 44450 | Therefore, at last, I firmly am resolv'd |
| 44451 | You shall have aid. |
| 44452 | QUEEN MARGARET. Let me give humble thanks fo... |
| 44453 | LEWIS. Then, England's messenger, return in ... |
| 44454 | And tell false Edward, thy supposed king, |
| 44455 | That Lewis of France is sending over masquers |
| 44456 | To revel it with him and his new bride. |
| 44457 | Thou seest what's past; go fear thy king w... |
| 44458 | BONA. Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widowe... |
| 44459 | I'll wear the willow-garland for his sake. |
| 44460 | QUEEN MARGARET. Tell him my mourning weeds a... |
| 44461 | And I am ready to put armour on. |
| 44462 | WARWICK. Tell him from me that he hath done ... |
| 44463 | And therefore I'll uncrown him ere't be long. |
| 44464 | There's thy reward; be gone. ... |
| 44465 | LEWIS. But, Warwick, |
| 44466 | Thou and Oxford, with five thousand men, |
| 44467 | Shall cross the seas and bid false Edward ... |
| 44468 | And, as occasion serves, this noble Queen |
| 44469 | And Prince shall follow with a fresh supply. |
| 44470 | Yet, ere thou go, but answer me one doubt: |
| 44471 | What pledge have we of thy firm loyalty? |
| 44472 | WARWICK. This shall assure my constant loyalty: |
| 44473 | That if our Queen and this young Prince ag... |
| 44474 | I'll join mine eldest daughter and my joy |
| 44475 | To him forthwith in holy wedlock bands. |
| 44476 | QUEEN MARGARET. Yes, I agree, and thank you ... |
| 44477 | Son Edward, she is fair and virtuous, |
| 44478 | Therefore delay not- give thy hand to Warw... |
| 44479 | And with thy hand thy faith irrevocable |
| 44480 | That only Warwick's daughter shall be thine. |
| 44481 | PRINCE OF WALES. Yes, I accept her, for she ... |
| 44482 | And here, to pledge my vow, I give my hand. |
| 44483 | [He gives hi... |
| 44484 | LEWIS. stay we now? These soldiers shall be ... |
| 44485 | And thou, Lord Bourbon, our High Admiral, |
| 44486 | Shall waft them over with our royal fleet. |
| 44487 | I long till Edward fall by war's mischance |
| 44488 | For mocking marriage with a dame of France. |
| 44489 | Exeu... |
| 44490 | WARWICK. I came from Edward as ambassador, |
| 44491 | But I return his sworn and mortal foe. |
| 44492 | Matter of marriage was the charge he gave me, |
| 44493 | But dreadful war shall answer his demand. |
| 44494 | Had he none else to make a stale but me? |
| 44495 | Then none but I shall turn his jest to sor... |
| 44496 | I was the chief that rais'd him to the crown, |
| 44497 | And I'll be chief to bring him down again; |
| 44498 | Not that I pity Henry's misery, |
| 44499 | But seek revenge on Edward's mockery. ... |
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| 44508 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 44509 | London. The palace |
| 44510 | Enter GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, SOMERSET, and MONT... |
| 44511 | GLOUCESTER. Now tell me, brother Clarence, w... |
| 44512 | Of this new marriage with the Lady Grey? |
| 44513 | Hath not our brother made a worthy choice? |
| 44514 | CLARENCE. Alas, you know 'tis far from hence... |
| 44515 | How could he stay till Warwick made return? |
| 44516 | SOMERSET. My lords, forbear this talk; here ... |
| 44517 | Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD, attend... |
| 44518 | GREY, as Queen; PEMBROKE, STAFFORD, ... |
| 44519 | and others. Four stand on one side, and ... |
| 44520 | GLOUCESTER. And his well-chosen bride. |
| 44521 | CLARENCE. I mind to tell him plainly what I ... |
| 44522 | KING EDWARD. Now, brother of Clarence, how l... |
| 44523 | That you stand pensive as half malcontent? |
| 44524 | CLARENCE. As well as Lewis of France or the ... |
| 44525 | Which are so weak of courage and in judgme... |
| 44526 | That they'll take no offence at our abuse. |
| 44527 | KING EDWARD. Suppose they take offence witho... |
| 44528 | They are but Lewis and Warwick: I am Edward, |
| 44529 | Your King and Warwick's and must have my w... |
| 44530 | GLOUCESTER. And shall have your will, becaus... |
| 44531 | Yet hasty marriage seldom proveth well. |
| 44532 | KING EDWARD. Yea, brother Richard, are you o... |
| 44533 | GLOUCESTER. Not I. |
| 44534 | No, God forbid that I should wish them sev... |
| 44535 | Whom God hath join'd together; ay, and 'tw... |
| 44536 | To sunder them that yoke so well together. |
| 44537 | KING EDWARD. Setting your scorns and your mi... |
| 44538 | Tell me some reason why the Lady Grey |
| 44539 | Should not become my wife and England's Qu... |
| 44540 | And you too, Somerset and Montague, |
| 44541 | Speak freely what you think. |
| 44542 | CLARENCE. Then this is mine opinion: that Ki... |
| 44543 | Becomes your enemy for mocking him |
| 44544 | About the marriage of the Lady Bona. |
| 44545 | GLOUCESTER. And Warwick, doing what you gave... |
| 44546 | Is now dishonoured by this new marriage. |
| 44547 | KING EDWARD. What if both Lewis and Warwick ... |
| 44548 | By such invention as I can devise? |
| 44549 | MONTAGUE. Yet to have join'd with France in ... |
| 44550 | Would more have strength'ned this our comm... |
| 44551 | 'Gainst foreign storms than any home-bred ... |
| 44552 | HASTINGS. Why, knows not Montague that of it... |
| 44553 | England is safe, if true within itself? |
| 44554 | MONTAGUE. But the safer when 'tis back'd wit... |
| 44555 | HASTINGS. 'Tis better using France than trus... |
| 44556 | Let us be back'd with God, and with the seas |
| 44557 | Which He hath giv'n for fence impregnable, |
| 44558 | And with their helps only defend ourselves. |
| 44559 | In them and in ourselves our safety lies. |
| 44560 | CLARENCE. For this one speech Lord Hastings ... |
| 44561 | To have the heir of the Lord Hungerford. |
| 44562 | KING EDWARD. Ay, what of that? it was my wil... |
| 44563 | And for this once my will shall stand for ... |
| 44564 | GLOUCESTER. And yet methinks your Grace hath... |
| 44565 | To give the heir and daughter of Lord Scal... |
| 44566 | Unto the brother of your loving bride. |
| 44567 | She better would have fitted me or Clarence; |
| 44568 | But in your bride you bury brotherhood. |
| 44569 | CLARENCE. Or else you would not have bestow'... |
| 44570 | Of the Lord Bonville on your new wife's son, |
| 44571 | And leave your brothers to go speed elsewh... |
| 44572 | KING EDWARD. Alas, poor Clarence! Is it for ... |
| 44573 | That thou art malcontent? I will provide t... |
| 44574 | CLARENCE. In choosing for yourself you show'... |
| 44575 | Which being shallow, you shall give me leave |
| 44576 | To play the broker in mine own behalf; |
| 44577 | And to that end I shortly mind to leave you. |
| 44578 | KING EDWARD. Leave me or tarry, Edward will ... |
| 44579 | And not be tied unto his brother's will. |
| 44580 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. My lords, before it pleas'd... |
| 44581 | To raise my state to title of a queen, |
| 44582 | Do me but right, and you must all confess |
| 44583 | That I was not ignoble of descent: |
| 44584 | And meaner than myself have had like fortune. |
| 44585 | But as this title honours me and mine, |
| 44586 | So your dislikes, to whom I would be pleas... |
| 44587 | Doth cloud my joys with danger and with so... |
| 44588 | KING EDWARD. My love, forbear to fawn upon t... |
| 44589 | What danger or what sorrow can befall thee, |
| 44590 | So long as Edward is thy constant friend |
| 44591 | And their true sovereign whom they must obey? |
| 44592 | Nay, whom they shall obey, and love thee too, |
| 44593 | Unless they seek for hatred at my hands; |
| 44594 | Which if they do, yet will I keep thee safe, |
| 44595 | And they shall feel the vengeance of my wr... |
| 44596 | GLOUCESTER. [Aside] I hear, yet say not much... |
| 44597 | Enter a POST |
| 44598 | KING EDWARD. Now, messenger, what letters or... |
| 44599 | From France? |
| 44600 | MESSENGER. My sovereign liege, no letters, a... |
| 44601 | But such as I, without your special pardon, |
| 44602 | Dare not relate. |
| 44603 | KING EDWARD. Go to, we pardon thee; therefor... |
| 44604 | Tell me their words as near as thou canst ... |
| 44605 | What answer makes King Lewis unto our lett... |
| 44606 | MESSENGER. At my depart, these were his very... |
| 44607 | 'Go tell false Edward, the supposed king, |
| 44608 | That Lewis of France is sending over masquers |
| 44609 | To revel it with him and his new bride.' |
| 44610 | KING EDWARD. IS Lewis so brave? Belike he th... |
| 44611 | But what said Lady Bona to my marriage? |
| 44612 | MESSENGER. These were her words, utt'red wit... |
| 44613 | 'Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower s... |
| 44614 | I'll wear the willow-garland for his sake.' |
| 44615 | KING EDWARD. I blame not her: she could say ... |
| 44616 | She had the wrong. But what said Henry's q... |
| 44617 | For I have heard that she was there in place. |
| 44618 | MESSENGER. 'Tell him' quoth she 'my mourning... |
| 44619 | And I am ready to put armour on.' |
| 44620 | KING EDWARD. Belike she minds to play the Am... |
| 44621 | But what said Warwick to these injuries? |
| 44622 | MESSENGER. He, more incens'd against your Ma... |
| 44623 | Than all the rest, discharg'd me with thes... |
| 44624 | 'Tell him from me that he hath done me wrong; |
| 44625 | And therefore I'll uncrown him ere't be lo... |
| 44626 | KING EDWARD. Ha! durst the traitor breathe o... |
| 44627 | Well, I will arm me, being thus forewarn'd. |
| 44628 | They shall have wars and pay for their pre... |
| 44629 | But say, is Warwick friends with Margaret? |
| 44630 | MESSENGER. Ay, gracious sovereign; they are ... |
| 44631 | That young Prince Edward marries Warwick's... |
| 44632 | CLARENCE. Belike the elder; Clarence will ha... |
| 44633 | Now, brother king, farewell, and sit you f... |
| 44634 | For I will hence to Warwick's other daughter; |
| 44635 | That, though I want a kingdom, yet in marr... |
| 44636 | I may not prove inferior to yourself. |
| 44637 | You that love me and Warwick, follow me. |
| 44638 | Exit, an... |
| 44639 | GLOUCESTER. [Aside] Not I. |
| 44640 | My thoughts aim at a further matter; I |
| 44641 | Stay not for the love of Edward but the cr... |
| 44642 | KING EDWARD. Clarence and Somerset both gone... |
| 44643 | Yet am I arm'd against the worst can happe... |
| 44644 | And haste is needful in this desp'rate case. |
| 44645 | Pembroke and Stafford, you in our behalf |
| 44646 | Go levy men and make prepare for war; |
| 44647 | They are already, or quickly will be landed. |
| 44648 | Myself in person will straight follow you. |
| 44649 | Exeunt PEM... |
| 44650 | But ere I go, Hastings and Montague, |
| 44651 | Resolve my doubt. You twain, of all the rest, |
| 44652 | Are near to Warwick by blood and by alliance. |
| 44653 | Tell me if you love Warwick more than me? |
| 44654 | If it be so, then both depart to him: |
| 44655 | I rather wish you foes than hollow friends. |
| 44656 | But if you mind to hold your true obedience, |
| 44657 | Give me assurance with some friendly vow, |
| 44658 | That I may never have you in suspect. |
| 44659 | MONTAGUE. So God help Montague as he proves ... |
| 44660 | HASTINGS. And Hastings as he favours Edward'... |
| 44661 | KING EDWARD. Now, brother Richard, will you ... |
| 44662 | GLOUCESTER. Ay, in despite of all that shall... |
| 44663 | KING EDWARD. Why, so! then am I sure of vict... |
| 44664 | Now therefore let us hence, and lose no hour |
| 44665 | Till we meet Warwick with his foreign pow'... |
| 44666 | SCENE II. |
| 44667 | A plain in Warwickshire |
| 44668 | Enter WARWICK and OXFORD, with French soldiers |
| 44669 | WARWICK. Trust me, my lord, all hitherto goe... |
| 44670 | The common people by numbers swarm to us. |
| 44671 | Enter CLARENCE and SOMERSET |
| 44672 | But see where Somerset and Clarence comes. |
| 44673 | Speak suddenly, my lords- are we all friends? |
| 44674 | CLARENCE. Fear not that, my lord. |
| 44675 | WARWICK. Then, gentle Clarence, welcome unto... |
| 44676 | And welcome, Somerset. I hold it cowardice |
| 44677 | To rest mistrustful where a noble heart |
| 44678 | Hath pawn'd an open hand in sign of love; |
| 44679 | Else might I think that Clarence, Edward's... |
| 44680 | Were but a feigned friend to our proceedings. |
| 44681 | But welcome, sweet Clarence; my daughter s... |
| 44682 | And now what rests but, in night's coverture, |
| 44683 | Thy brother being carelessly encamp'd, |
| 44684 | His soldiers lurking in the towns about, |
| 44685 | And but attended by a simple guard, |
| 44686 | We may surprise and take him at our pleasure? |
| 44687 | Our scouts have found the adventure very e... |
| 44688 | That as Ulysses and stout Diomede |
| 44689 | With sleight and manhood stole to Rhesus' ... |
| 44690 | And brought from thence the Thracian fatal... |
| 44691 | So we, well cover'd with the night's black... |
| 44692 | At unawares may beat down Edward's guard |
| 44693 | And seize himself- I say not 'slaughter him,' |
| 44694 | For I intend but only to surprise him. |
| 44695 | You that will follow me to this attempt, |
| 44696 | Applaud the name of Henry with your leader. |
| 44697 | [They... |
| 44698 | Why then, let's on our way in silent sort. |
| 44699 | For Warwick and his friends, God and Saint... |
| 44700 | SCENE III. |
| 44701 | Edward's camp, near Warwick |
| 44702 | Enter three WATCHMEN, to guard the KING'S tent |
| 44703 | FIRST WATCHMAN. Come on, my masters, each ma... |
| 44704 | The King by this is set him down to sleep. |
| 44705 | SECOND WATCHMAN. What, will he not to bed? |
| 44706 | FIRST WATCHMAN. Why, no; for he hath made a ... |
| 44707 | Never to lie and take his natural rest |
| 44708 | Till Warwick or himself be quite suppress'd. |
| 44709 | SECOND WATCHMAN. To-morrow then, belike, sha... |
| 44710 | If Warwick be so near as men report. |
| 44711 | THIRD WATCHMAN. But say, I pray, what noblem... |
| 44712 | That with the King here resteth in his tent? |
| 44713 | FIRST WATCHMAN. 'Tis the Lord Hastings, the ... |
| 44714 | THIRD WATCHMAN. O, is it So? But why command... |
| 44715 | That his chief followers lodge in towns ab... |
| 44716 | While he himself keeps in the cold field? |
| 44717 | SECOND WATCHMAN. 'Tis the more honour, becau... |
| 44718 | THIRD WATCHMAN. Ay, but give me worship and ... |
| 44719 | I like it better than dangerous honour. |
| 44720 | If Warwick knew in what estate he stands, |
| 44721 | 'Tis to be doubted he would waken him. |
| 44722 | FIRST WATCHMAN. Unless our halberds did shut... |
| 44723 | SECOND WATCHMAN. Ay, wherefore else guard we... |
| 44724 | But to defend his person from night-foes? |
| 44725 | Enter WARWICK, CLARENCE, OXFORD, ... |
| 44726 | and French soldiers, silent... |
| 44727 | WARWICK. This is his tent; and see where sta... |
| 44728 | Courage, my masters! Honour now or never! |
| 44729 | But follow me, and Edward shall be ours. |
| 44730 | FIRST WATCHMAN. Who goes there? |
| 44731 | SECOND WATCHMAN. Stay, or thou diest. |
| 44732 | WARWICK and the rest cry all 'Warwick! ... |
| 44733 | set upon the guard, who fly, crying 'Arm... |
| 44734 | and the rest following them |
| 44735 | The drum playing and trumpet sounding, r... |
| 44736 | and the rest, bringing the KING out i... |
| 44737 | sitting in a chair. GLOUCESTER and HASTINGS... |
| 44738 | SOMERSET. What are they that fly there? |
| 44739 | WARWICK. Richard and Hastings. Let them go; ... |
| 44740 | KING EDWARD. The Duke! Why, Warwick, when we... |
| 44741 | Thou call'dst me King? |
| 44742 | WARWICK. Ay, but the case is alter'd. |
| 44743 | When you disgrac'd me in my embassade, |
| 44744 | Then I degraded you from being King, |
| 44745 | And come now to create you Duke of York. |
| 44746 | Alas, how should you govern any kingdom |
| 44747 | That know not how to use ambassadors, |
| 44748 | Nor how to be contented with one wife, |
| 44749 | Nor how to use your brothers brotherly, |
| 44750 | Nor how to study for the people's welfare, |
| 44751 | Nor how to shroud yourself from enemies? |
| 44752 | KING EDWARD. Yea, brother of Clarence, art t... |
| 44753 | Nay, then I see that Edward needs must down. |
| 44754 | Yet, Warwick, in despite of all mischance, |
| 44755 | Of thee thyself and all thy complices, |
| 44756 | Edward will always bear himself as King. |
| 44757 | Though fortune's malice overthrow my state, |
| 44758 | My mind exceeds the compass of her wheel. |
| 44759 | WARWICK. Then, for his mind, be Edward Engla... |
| 44760 | [Ta... |
| 44761 | But Henry now shall wear the English crown |
| 44762 | And be true King indeed; thou but the shadow. |
| 44763 | My Lord of Somerset, at my request, |
| 44764 | See that forthwith Duke Edward be convey'd |
| 44765 | Unto my brother, Archbishop of York. |
| 44766 | When I have fought with Pembroke and his f... |
| 44767 | I'll follow you and tell what answer |
| 44768 | Lewis and the Lady Bona send to him. |
| 44769 | Now for a while farewell, good Duke of York. |
| 44770 | KING EDWARD. What fates impose, that men mus... |
| 44771 | It boots not to resist both wind and tide. |
| 44772 | [They lead... |
| 44773 | OXFORD. What now remains, my lords, for us t... |
| 44774 | But march to London with our soldiers? |
| 44775 | WARWICK. Ay, that's the first thing that we ... |
| 44776 | To free King Henry from imprisonment, |
| 44777 | And see him seated in the regal throne. ... |
| 44778 | SCENE IV. |
| 44779 | London. The palace |
| 44780 | Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH and RIVERS |
| 44781 | RIVERS. Madam, what makes you in this sudden... |
| 44782 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Why, brother Rivers, are yo... |
| 44783 | What late misfortune is befall'n King Edward? |
| 44784 | RIVERS. What, loss of some pitch'd battle ag... |
| 44785 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. No, but the loss of his own... |
| 44786 | RIVERS. Then is my sovereign slain? |
| 44787 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Ay, almost slain, for he is... |
| 44788 | Either betray'd by falsehood of his guard |
| 44789 | Or by his foe surpris'd at unawares; |
| 44790 | And, as I further have to understand, |
| 44791 | Is new committed to the Bishop of York, |
| 44792 | Fell Warwick's brother, and by that our foe. |
| 44793 | RIVERS. These news, I must confess, are full... |
| 44794 | Yet, gracious madam, bear it as you may: |
| 44795 | Warwick may lose that now hath won the day. |
| 44796 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Till then, fair hope must h... |
| 44797 | And I the rather wean me from despair |
| 44798 | For love of Edward's offspring in my womb. |
| 44799 | This is it that makes me bridle passion |
| 44800 | And bear with mildness my misfortune's cross; |
| 44801 | Ay, ay, for this I draw in many a tear |
| 44802 | And stop the rising of blood-sucking sighs, |
| 44803 | Lest with my sighs or tears I blast or drown |
| 44804 | King Edward's fruit, true heir to th' Engl... |
| 44805 | RIVERS. But, madam, where is Warwick then be... |
| 44806 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. I am inform'd that he comes... |
| 44807 | To set the crown once more on Henry's head. |
| 44808 | Guess thou the rest: King Edward's friends... |
| 44809 | But to prevent the tyrant's violence- |
| 44810 | For trust not him that hath once broken fa... |
| 44811 | I'll hence forthwith unto the sanctuary |
| 44812 | To save at least the heir of Edward's right. |
| 44813 | There shall I rest secure from force and f... |
| 44814 | Come, therefore, let us fly while we may fly: |
| 44815 | If Warwick take us, we are sure to die. ... |
| 44816 | SCENE V. |
| 44817 | A park near Middleham Castle in Yorkshire |
| 44818 | Enter GLOUCESTER, LORD HASTINGS, SIR WILLIAM S... |
| 44819 | GLOUCESTER. Now, my Lord Hastings and Sir Wi... |
| 44820 | Leave off to wonder why I drew you hither |
| 44821 | Into this chiefest thicket of the park. |
| 44822 | Thus stands the case: you know our King, m... |
| 44823 | Is prisoner to the Bishop here, at whose h... |
| 44824 | He hath good usage and great liberty; |
| 44825 | And often but attended with weak guard |
| 44826 | Comes hunting this way to disport himself. |
| 44827 | I have advertis'd him by secret means |
| 44828 | That if about this hour he make this way, |
| 44829 | Under the colour of his usual game, |
| 44830 | He shall here find his friends, with horse... |
| 44831 | To set him free from his captivity. |
| 44832 | Enter KING EDWARD and a HUNTSMAN ... |
| 44833 | HUNTSMAN. This way, my lord; for this way li... |
| 44834 | KING EDWARD. Nay, this way, man. See where t... |
| 44835 | Now, brother of Gloucester, Lord Hastings,... |
| 44836 | Stand you thus close to steal the Bishop's... |
| 44837 | GLOUCESTER. Brother, the time and case requi... |
| 44838 | Your horse stands ready at the park corner. |
| 44839 | KING EDWARD. But whither shall we then? |
| 44840 | HASTINGS. To Lynn, my lord; and shipt from t... |
| 44841 | GLOUCESTER. Well guess'd, believe me; for th... |
| 44842 | KING EDWARD. Stanley, I will requite thy for... |
| 44843 | GLOUCESTER. But wherefore stay we? 'Tis no t... |
| 44844 | KING EDWARD. Huntsman, what say'st thou? Wil... |
| 44845 | HUNTSMAN. Better do so than tarry and be han... |
| 44846 | GLOUCESTER. Come then, away; let's ha' no mo... |
| 44847 | KING EDWARD. Bishop, farewell. Shield thee f... |
| 44848 | And pray that I may repossess the crown. ... |
| 44849 | SCENE VI. |
| 44850 | London. The Tower |
| 44851 | Flourish. Enter KING HENRY, CLARENCE, WARWICK,... |
| 44852 | EARL OF RICHMOND, OXFORD, MONTAGUE, LIEUTENANT... |
| 44853 | KING HENRY. Master Lieutenant, now that God ... |
| 44854 | Have shaken Edward from the regal seat |
| 44855 | And turn'd my captive state to liberty, |
| 44856 | My fear to hope, my sorrows unto joys, |
| 44857 | At our enlargement what are thy due fees? |
| 44858 | LIEUTENANT. Subjects may challenge nothing o... |
| 44859 | But if an humble prayer may prevail, |
| 44860 | I then crave pardon of your Majesty. |
| 44861 | KING HENRY. For what, Lieutenant? For well u... |
| 44862 | Nay, be thou sure I'll well requite thy ki... |
| 44863 | For that it made my imprisonment a pleasure; |
| 44864 | Ay, such a pleasure as incaged birds |
| 44865 | Conceive when, after many moody thoughts, |
| 44866 | At last by notes of household harmony |
| 44867 | They quite forget their loss of liberty. |
| 44868 | But, Warwick, after God, thou set'st me free, |
| 44869 | And chiefly therefore I thank God and thee; |
| 44870 | He was the author, thou the instrument. |
| 44871 | Therefore, that I may conquer fortune's spite |
| 44872 | By living low where fortune cannot hurt me, |
| 44873 | And that the people of this blessed land |
| 44874 | May not be punish'd with my thwarting stars, |
| 44875 | Warwick, although my head still wear the c... |
| 44876 | I here resign my government to thee, |
| 44877 | For thou art fortunate in all thy deeds. |
| 44878 | WARWICK. Your Grace hath still been fam'd fo... |
| 44879 | And now may seem as wise as virtuous |
| 44880 | By spying and avoiding fortune's malice, |
| 44881 | For few men rightly temper with the stars; |
| 44882 | Yet in this one thing let me blame your Gr... |
| 44883 | For choosing me when Clarence is in place. |
| 44884 | CLARENCE. No, Warwick, thou art worthy of th... |
| 44885 | To whom the heav'ns in thy nativity |
| 44886 | Adjudg'd an olive branch and laurel crown, |
| 44887 | As likely to be blest in peace and war; |
| 44888 | And therefore I yield thee my free consent. |
| 44889 | WARWICK. And I choose Clarence only for Prot... |
| 44890 | KING HENRY. Warwick and Clarence, give me bo... |
| 44891 | Now join your hands, and with your hands y... |
| 44892 | That no dissension hinder government. |
| 44893 | I make you both Protectors of this land, |
| 44894 | While I myself will lead a private life |
| 44895 | And in devotion spend my latter days, |
| 44896 | To sin's rebuke and my Creator's praise. |
| 44897 | WARWICK. What answers Clarence to his sovere... |
| 44898 | CLARENCE. That he consents, if Warwick yield... |
| 44899 | For on thy fortune I repose myself. |
| 44900 | WARWICK. Why, then, though loath, yet must I... |
| 44901 | We'll yoke together, like a double shadow |
| 44902 | To Henry's body, and supply his place; |
| 44903 | I mean, in bearing weight of government, |
| 44904 | While he enjoys the honour and his ease. |
| 44905 | And, Clarence, now then it is more than ne... |
| 44906 | Forthwith that Edward be pronounc'd a trai... |
| 44907 | And all his lands and goods confiscated. |
| 44908 | CLARENCE. What else? And that succession be ... |
| 44909 | WARWICK. Ay, therein Clarence shall not want... |
| 44910 | KING HENRY. But, with the first of all your ... |
| 44911 | Let me entreat- for I command no more- |
| 44912 | That Margaret your Queen and my son Edward |
| 44913 | Be sent for to return from France with speed; |
| 44914 | For till I see them here, by doubtful fear |
| 44915 | My joy of liberty is half eclips'd. |
| 44916 | CLARENCE. It shall be done, my sovereign, wi... |
| 44917 | KING HENRY. My Lord of Somerset, what youth ... |
| 44918 | Of whom you seem to have so tender care? |
| 44919 | SOMERSET. My liege, it is young Henry, Earl ... |
| 44920 | KING HENRY. Come hither, England's hope. |
| 44921 | [Lays his... |
| 44922 | If secret powers |
| 44923 | Suggest but truth to my divining thoughts, |
| 44924 | This pretty lad will prove our country's b... |
| 44925 | His looks are full of peaceful majesty; |
| 44926 | His head by nature fram'd to wear a crown, |
| 44927 | His hand to wield a sceptre; and himself |
| 44928 | Likely in time to bless a regal throne. |
| 44929 | Make much of him, my lords; for this is he |
| 44930 | Must help you more than you are hurt by me. |
| 44931 | Enter a POST |
| 44932 | WARWICK. What news, my friend? |
| 44933 | POST. That Edward is escaped from your brother |
| 44934 | And fled, as he hears since, to Burgundy. |
| 44935 | WARWICK. Unsavoury news! But how made he esc... |
| 44936 | POST. He was convey'd by Richard Duke of Glo... |
| 44937 | And the Lord Hastings, who attended him |
| 44938 | In secret ambush on the forest side |
| 44939 | And from the Bishop's huntsmen rescu'd him; |
| 44940 | For hunting was his daily exercise. |
| 44941 | WARWICK. My brother was too careless of his ... |
| 44942 | But let us hence, my sovereign, to provide |
| 44943 | A salve for any sore that may betide. |
| 44944 | Exeunt all but SOMERSET, RI... |
| 44945 | SOMERSET. My lord, I like not of this flight... |
| 44946 | For doubtless Burgundy will yield him help, |
| 44947 | And we shall have more wars befor't be long. |
| 44948 | As Henry's late presaging prophecy |
| 44949 | Did glad my heart with hope of this young ... |
| 44950 | So doth my heart misgive me, in these conf... |
| 44951 | What may befall him to his harm and ours. |
| 44952 | Therefore, Lord Oxford, to prevent the worst, |
| 44953 | Forthwith we'll send him hence to Brittany, |
| 44954 | Till storms be past of civil enmity. |
| 44955 | OXFORD. Ay, for if Edward repossess the crown, |
| 44956 | 'Tis like that Richmond with the rest shal... |
| 44957 | SOMERSET. It shall be so; he shall to Brittany. |
| 44958 | Come therefore, let's about it speedily. ... |
| 44959 | SCENE VII. |
| 44960 | Before York |
| 44961 | Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD, GLOUCESTER, HASTI... |
| 44962 | KING EDWARD. Now, brother Richard, Lord Hast... |
| 44963 | Yet thus far fortune maketh us amends, |
| 44964 | And says that once more I shall interchange |
| 44965 | My waned state for Henry's regal crown. |
| 44966 | Well have we pass'd and now repass'd the s... |
| 44967 | And brought desired help from Burgundy; |
| 44968 | What then remains, we being thus arriv'd |
| 44969 | From Ravenspurgh haven before the gates of... |
| 44970 | But that we enter, as into our dukedom? |
| 44971 | GLOUCESTER. The gates made fast! Brother, I ... |
| 44972 | For many men that stumble at the threshold |
| 44973 | Are well foretold that danger lurks within. |
| 44974 | KING EDWARD. Tush, man, abodements must not ... |
| 44975 | By fair or foul means we must enter in, |
| 44976 | For hither will our friends repair to us. |
| 44977 | HASTINGS. My liege, I'll knock once more to ... |
| 44978 | Enter, on the walls, the MAYOR OF YOR... |
| 44979 | his BRETHREN |
| 44980 | MAYOR. My lords, we were forewarned of your ... |
| 44981 | And shut the gates for safety of ourselves, |
| 44982 | For now we owe allegiance unto Henry. |
| 44983 | KING EDWARD. But, Master Mayor, if Henry be ... |
| 44984 | Yet Edward at the least is Duke of York. |
| 44985 | MAYOR. True, my good lord; I know you for no... |
| 44986 | KING EDWARD. Why, and I challenge nothing bu... |
| 44987 | As being well content with that alone. |
| 44988 | GLOUCESTER. [Aside] But when the fox hath on... |
| 44989 | He'll soon find means to make the body fol... |
| 44990 | HASTINGS. Why, Master Mayor, why stand you i... |
| 44991 | Open the gates; we are King Henry's friends. |
| 44992 | MAYOR. Ay, say you so? The gates shall then ... |
| 44993 | ... |
| 44994 | GLOUCESTER. A wise stout captain, and soon p... |
| 44995 | HASTINGS. The good old man would fain that a... |
| 44996 | So 'twere not long of him; but being ent'red, |
| 44997 | I doubt not, I, but we shall soon persuade |
| 44998 | Both him and all his brothers unto reason. |
| 44999 | Enter, below, the MAYOR and two A... |
| 45000 | KING EDWARD. So, Master Mayor. These gates m... |
| 45001 | But in the night or in the time of war. |
| 45002 | What! fear not, man, but yield me up the k... |
| 45003 | ... |
| 45004 | For Edward will defend the town and thee, |
| 45005 | And all those friends that deign to follow... |
| 45006 | March. Enter MONTGOMERY with drum a... |
| 45007 | GLOUCESTER. Brother, this is Sir John Montgo... |
| 45008 | Our trusty friend, unless I be deceiv'd. |
| 45009 | KING EDWARD. Welcome, Sir john! But why come... |
| 45010 | MONTGOMERY. To help King Edward in his time ... |
| 45011 | As every loyal subject ought to do. |
| 45012 | KING EDWARD. Thanks, good Montgomery; but we... |
| 45013 | Our title to the crown, and only claim |
| 45014 | Our dukedom till God please to send the rest. |
| 45015 | MONTGOMERY. Then fare you well, for I will h... |
| 45016 | I came to serve a king and not a duke. |
| 45017 | Drummer, strike up, and let us march away. |
| 45018 | [The dru... |
| 45019 | KING EDWARD. Nay, stay, Sir John, a while, a... |
| 45020 | By what safe means the crown may be recove... |
| 45021 | MONTGOMERY. What talk you of debating? In fe... |
| 45022 | If you'll not here proclaim yourself our K... |
| 45023 | I'll leave you to your fortune and be gone |
| 45024 | To keep them back that come to succour you. |
| 45025 | Why shall we fight, if you pretend no title? |
| 45026 | GLOUCESTER. Why, brother, wherefore stand yo... |
| 45027 | KING EDWARD. When we grow stronger, then we'... |
| 45028 | Till then 'tis wisdom to conceal our meaning. |
| 45029 | HASTINGS. Away with scrupulous wit! Now arms... |
| 45030 | GLOUCESTER. And fearless minds climb soonest... |
| 45031 | Brother, we will proclaim you out of hand; |
| 45032 | The bruit thereof will bring you many frie... |
| 45033 | KING EDWARD. Then be it as you will; for 'ti... |
| 45034 | And Henry but usurps the diadem. |
| 45035 | MONTGOMERY. Ay, now my sovereign speaketh li... |
| 45036 | And now will I be Edward's champion. |
| 45037 | HASTINGS. Sound trumpet; Edward shall be her... |
| 45038 | Come, fellow soldier, make thou proclamation. |
| 45039 | [Gives him ... |
| 45040 | SOLDIER. [Reads] 'Edward the Fourth, by the ... |
| 45041 | King of England and France, and Lord of Ir... |
| 45042 | MONTGOMERY. And whoso'er gainsays King Edwar... |
| 45043 | By this I challenge him to single fight. |
| 45044 | [Thr... |
| 45045 | ALL. Long live Edward the Fourth! |
| 45046 | KING EDWARD. Thanks, brave Montgomery, and t... |
| 45047 | If fortune serve me, I'll requite this kin... |
| 45048 | Now for this night let's harbour here in Y... |
| 45049 | And when the morning sun shall raise his car |
| 45050 | Above the border of this horizon, |
| 45051 | We'll forward towards Warwick and his mate... |
| 45052 | For well I wot that Henry is no soldier. |
| 45053 | Ah, froward Clarence, how evil it beseems the |
| 45054 | To flatter Henry and forsake thy brother! |
| 45055 | Yet, as we may, we'll meet both thee and W... |
| 45056 | Come on, brave soldiers; doubt not of the ... |
| 45057 | And, that once gotten, doubt not of large ... |
| 45058 | SCENE VIII. |
| 45059 | London. The palace |
| 45060 | Flourish. Enter KING HENRY, WARWICK, MONTAGUE,... |
| 45061 | WARWICK. What counsel, lords? Edward from Be... |
| 45062 | With hasty Germans and blunt Hollanders, |
| 45063 | Hath pass'd in safety through the narrow seas |
| 45064 | And with his troops doth march amain to Lo... |
| 45065 | And many giddy people flock to him. |
| 45066 | KING HENRY. Let's levy men and beat him back... |
| 45067 | CLARENCE. A little fire is quickly trodden out, |
| 45068 | Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench. |
| 45069 | WARWICK. In Warwickshire I have true-hearted... |
| 45070 | Not mutinous in peace, yet bold in war; |
| 45071 | Those will I muster up, and thou, son Clar... |
| 45072 | Shalt stir up in Suffolk, Norfolk, and in ... |
| 45073 | The knights and gentlemen to come with thee. |
| 45074 | Thou, brother Montague, in Buckingham, |
| 45075 | Northampton, and in Leicestershire, shalt ... |
| 45076 | Men well inclin'd to hear what thou comman... |
| 45077 | And thou, brave Oxford, wondrous well belo... |
| 45078 | In Oxfordshire shalt muster up thy friends. |
| 45079 | My sovereign, with the loving citizens, |
| 45080 | Like to his island girt in with the ocean |
| 45081 | Or modest Dian circled with her nymphs, |
| 45082 | Shall rest in London till we come to him. |
| 45083 | Fair lords, take leave and stand not to re... |
| 45084 | Farewell, my sovereign. |
| 45085 | KING HENRY. Farewell, my Hector and my Troy'... |
| 45086 | CLARENCE. In sign of truth, I kiss your High... |
| 45087 | KING HENRY. Well-minded Clarence, be thou fo... |
| 45088 | MONTAGUE. Comfort, my lord; and so I take my... |
| 45089 | OXFORD. [Kissing the KING'S band] And thus I... |
| 45090 | adieu. |
| 45091 | KING HENRY. Sweet Oxford, and my loving Mont... |
| 45092 | And all at once, once more a happy farewell. |
| 45093 | WARWICK. Farewell, sweet lords; let's meet a... |
| 45094 | Exeunt all but t... |
| 45095 | KING HENRY. Here at the palace will I rest a... |
| 45096 | Cousin of Exeter, what thinks your lordshi... |
| 45097 | Methinks the power that Edward hath in field |
| 45098 | Should not be able to encounter mine. |
| 45099 | EXETER. The doubt is that he will seduce the... |
| 45100 | KING HENRY. That's not my fear; my meed hath... |
| 45101 | I have not stopp'd mine ears to their dema... |
| 45102 | Nor posted off their suits with slow delays; |
| 45103 | My pity hath been balm to heal their wounds, |
| 45104 | My mildness hath allay'd their swelling gr... |
| 45105 | My mercy dried their water-flowing tears; |
| 45106 | I have not been desirous of their wealth, |
| 45107 | Nor much oppress'd them with great subsidies, |
| 45108 | Nor forward of revenge, though they much e... |
| 45109 | Then why should they love Edward more than... |
| 45110 | No, Exeter, these graces challenge grace; |
| 45111 | And, when the lion fawns upon the lamb, |
| 45112 | The lamb will never cease to follow him. |
| 45113 | [Shout within 'A Lancast... |
| 45114 | EXETER. Hark, hark, my lord! What shouts are... |
| 45115 | Enter KING EDWARD, GLOUCESTER, and... |
| 45116 | KING EDWARD. Seize on the shame-fac'd Henry,... |
| 45117 | And once again proclaim us King of England. |
| 45118 | You are the fount that makes small brooks ... |
| 45119 | Now stops thy spring; my sea shall suck th... |
| 45120 | And swell so much the higher by their ebb. |
| 45121 | Hence with him to the Tower: let him not s... |
| 45122 | Exeunt so... |
| 45123 | And, lords, towards Coventry bend we our c... |
| 45124 | Where peremptory Warwick now remains. |
| 45125 | The sun shines hot; and, if we use delay, |
| 45126 | Cold biting winter mars our hop'd-for hay. |
| 45127 | GLOUCESTER. Away betimes, before his forces ... |
| 45128 | And take the great-grown traitor unawares. |
| 45129 | Brave warriors, march amain towards Covent... |
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| 45138 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 45139 | Coventry |
| 45140 | Enter WARWICK, the MAYOR OF COVENTRY, two MESS... |
| 45141 | and others upon the walls |
| 45142 | WARWICK. Where is the post that came from va... |
| 45143 | How far hence is thy lord, mine honest fel... |
| 45144 | FIRST MESSENGER. By this at Dunsmore, marchi... |
| 45145 | WARWICK. How far off is our brother Montague? |
| 45146 | Where is the post that came from Montague? |
| 45147 | SECOND MESSENGER. By this at Daintry, with a... |
| 45148 | Enter SIR JOHN SOMERVILLE |
| 45149 | WARWICK. Say, Somerville, what says my lovin... |
| 45150 | And by thy guess how nigh is Clarence now? |
| 45151 | SOMERVILLE. At Southam I did leave him with ... |
| 45152 | And do expect him here some two hours hence. |
| 45153 | ... |
| 45154 | WARWICK. Then Clarence is at hand; I hear hi... |
| 45155 | SOMERVILLE. It is not his, my lord; here Sou... |
| 45156 | The drum your Honour hears marcheth from W... |
| 45157 | WARWICK. Who should that be? Belike unlook'd... |
| 45158 | SOMERVILLE. They are at hand, and you shall ... |
| 45159 | March. Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD, GL... |
| 45160 | and soldiers |
| 45161 | KING EDWARD. Go, trumpet, to the walls, and ... |
| 45162 | GLOUCESTER. See how the surly Warwick mans t... |
| 45163 | WARWICK. O unbid spite! Is sportful Edward c... |
| 45164 | Where slept our scouts or how are they sed... |
| 45165 | That we could hear no news of his repair? |
| 45166 | KING EDWARD. Now, Warwick, wilt thou ope the... |
| 45167 | Speak gentle words, and humbly bend thy knee, |
| 45168 | Call Edward King, and at his hands beg mercy? |
| 45169 | And he shall pardon thee these outrages. |
| 45170 | WARWICK. Nay, rather, wilt thou draw thy for... |
| 45171 | Confess who set thee up and pluck'd thee d... |
| 45172 | Call Warwick patron, and be penitent? |
| 45173 | And thou shalt still remain the Duke of Yo... |
| 45174 | GLOUCESTER. I thought, at least, he would ha... |
| 45175 | Or did he make the jest against his will? |
| 45176 | WARWICK. Is not a dukedom, sir, a goodly gift? |
| 45177 | GLOUCESTER. Ay, by my faith, for a poor earl... |
| 45178 | I'll do thee service for so good a gift. |
| 45179 | WARWICK. 'Twas I that gave the kingdom to th... |
| 45180 | KING EDWARD. Why then 'tis mine, if but by W... |
| 45181 | WARWICK. Thou art no Atlas for so great a we... |
| 45182 | And, weakling, Warwick takes his gift again; |
| 45183 | And Henry is my King, Warwick his subject. |
| 45184 | KING EDWARD. But Warwick's king is Edward's ... |
| 45185 | And, gallant Warwick, do but answer this: |
| 45186 | What is the body when the head is off? |
| 45187 | GLOUCESTER. Alas, that Warwick had no more f... |
| 45188 | But, whiles he thought to steal the single... |
| 45189 | The king was slily finger'd from the deck! |
| 45190 | You left poor Henry at the Bishop's palace, |
| 45191 | And ten to one you'll meet him in the Tower. |
| 45192 | KING EDWARD. 'Tis even so; yet you are Warwi... |
| 45193 | GLOUCESTER. Come, Warwick, take the time; kn... |
| 45194 | Nay, when? Strike now, or else the iron co... |
| 45195 | WARWICK. I had rather chop this hand off at ... |
| 45196 | And with the other fling it at thy face, |
| 45197 | Than bear so low a sail to strike to thee. |
| 45198 | KING EDWARD. Sail how thou canst, have wind ... |
| 45199 | This hand, fast wound about thy coal-black... |
| 45200 | Shall, whiles thy head is warm and new cut... |
| 45201 | Write in the dust this sentence with thy b... |
| 45202 | 'Wind-changing Warwick now can change no m... |
| 45203 | Enter OXFORD, with drum and col... |
| 45204 | WARWICK. O cheerful colours! See where Oxfor... |
| 45205 | OXFORD. Oxford, Oxford, for Lancaster! |
| 45206 | [He and his forc... |
| 45207 | GLOUCESTER. The gates are open, let us enter... |
| 45208 | KING EDWARD. So other foes may set upon our ... |
| 45209 | Stand we in good array, for they no doubt |
| 45210 | Will issue out again and bid us battle; |
| 45211 | If not, the city being but of small defenc... |
| 45212 | We'll quietly rouse the traitors in the same. |
| 45213 | WARWICK. O, welcome, Oxford! for we want thy... |
| 45214 | Enter MONTAGUE, with drum and col... |
| 45215 | MONTAGUE. Montague, Montague, for Lancaster! |
| 45216 | [He and his forc... |
| 45217 | GLOUCESTER. Thou and thy brother both shall ... |
| 45218 | Even with the dearest blood your bodies bear. |
| 45219 | KING EDWARD. The harder match'd, the greater... |
| 45220 | My mind presageth happy gain and conquest. |
| 45221 | Enter SOMERSET, with drum and col... |
| 45222 | SOMERSET. Somerset, Somerset, for Lancaster! |
| 45223 | [He and his forc... |
| 45224 | GLOUCESTER. Two of thy name, both Dukes of S... |
| 45225 | Have sold their lives unto the house of York; |
| 45226 | And thou shalt be the third, if this sword... |
| 45227 | Enter CLARENCE, with drum and col... |
| 45228 | WARWICK. And lo where George of Clarence swe... |
| 45229 | Of force enough to bid his brother battle; |
| 45230 | With whom an upright zeal to right prevails |
| 45231 | More than the nature of a brother's love. |
| 45232 | CLARENCE. Clarence, Clarence, for Lancaster! |
| 45233 | KING EDWARD. Et tu Brute- wilt thou stab Cae... |
| 45234 | A parley, sirrah, to George of Clarence. |
| 45235 | [Sound a parley. RICHARD and... |
| 45236 | WARWICK. Come, Clarence, come. Thou wilt if ... |
| 45237 | CLARENCE. [Taking the red rose from his hat ... |
| 45238 | it at WARWICK] |
| 45239 | Father of Warwick, know you what this means? |
| 45240 | Look here, I throw my infamy at thee. |
| 45241 | I will not ruinate my father's house, |
| 45242 | Who gave his blood to lime the stones toge... |
| 45243 | And set up Lancaster. Why, trowest thou, W... |
| 45244 | That Clarence is so harsh, so blunt, unnat... |
| 45245 | To bend the fatal instruments of war |
| 45246 | Against his brother and his lawful King? |
| 45247 | Perhaps thou wilt object my holy oath. |
| 45248 | To keep that oath were more impiety |
| 45249 | Than Jephtha when he sacrific'd his daughter. |
| 45250 | I am so sorry for my trespass made |
| 45251 | That, to deserve well at my brother's hands, |
| 45252 | I here proclaim myself thy mortal foe; |
| 45253 | With resolution whereso'er I meet thee- |
| 45254 | As I will meet thee, if thou stir abroad- |
| 45255 | To plague thee for thy foul misleading me. |
| 45256 | And so, proud-hearted Warwick, I defy thee, |
| 45257 | And to my brother turn my blushing cheeks. |
| 45258 | Pardon me, Edward, I will make amends; |
| 45259 | And, Richard, do not frown upon my faults, |
| 45260 | For I will henceforth be no more unconstant. |
| 45261 | KING EDWARD. Now welcome more, and ten times... |
| 45262 | Than if thou never hadst deserv'd our hate. |
| 45263 | GLOUCESTER. Welcome, good Clarence; this is ... |
| 45264 | WARWICK. O passing traitor, perjur'd and unj... |
| 45265 | KING EDWARD. What, Warwick, wilt thou leave ... |
| 45266 | Or shall we beat the stones about thine ears? |
| 45267 | WARWICK. Alas, I am not coop'd here for defe... |
| 45268 | I will away towards Barnet presently |
| 45269 | And bid thee battle, Edward, if thou dar'st. |
| 45270 | KING EDWARD. Yes, Warwick, Edward dares and ... |
| 45271 | Lords, to the field; Saint George and vict... |
| 45272 | ... |
| 45273 | [March. WARWICK and h... |
| 45274 | SCENE II. |
| 45275 | A field of battle near Barnet |
| 45276 | Alarum and excursions. Enter KING EDWARD, brin... |
| 45277 | KING EDWARD. So, lie thou there. Die thou, a... |
| 45278 | For Warwick was a bug that fear'd us all. |
| 45279 | Now, Montague, sit fast; I seek for thee, |
| 45280 | That Warwick's bones may keep thine compan... |
| 45281 | WARWICK. Ah, who is nigh? Come to me, friend... |
| 45282 | And tell me who is victor, York or Warwick? |
| 45283 | Why ask I that? My mangled body shows, |
| 45284 | My blood, my want of strength, my sick hea... |
| 45285 | That I must yield my body to the earth |
| 45286 | And, by my fall, the conquest to my foe. |
| 45287 | Thus yields the cedar to the axe's edge, |
| 45288 | Whose arms gave shelter to the princely ea... |
| 45289 | Under whose shade the ramping lion slept, |
| 45290 | Whose top-branch overpeer'd Jove's spreadi... |
| 45291 | And kept low shrubs from winter's pow'rful... |
| 45292 | These eyes, that now are dimm'd with death... |
| 45293 | Have been as piercing as the mid-day sun |
| 45294 | To search the secret treasons of the world; |
| 45295 | The wrinkles in my brows, now fill'd with ... |
| 45296 | Were lik'ned oft to kingly sepulchres; |
| 45297 | For who liv'd King, but I could dig his gr... |
| 45298 | And who durst smile when Warwick bent his ... |
| 45299 | Lo now my glory smear'd in dust and blood! |
| 45300 | My parks, my walks, my manors, that I had, |
| 45301 | Even now forsake me; and of all my lands |
| 45302 | Is nothing left me but my body's length. |
| 45303 | what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and d... |
| 45304 | And live we how we can, yet die we must. |
| 45305 | Enter OXFORD and SOMERSET |
| 45306 | SOMERSET. Ah, Warwick, Warwick! wert thou as... |
| 45307 | We might recover all our loss again. |
| 45308 | The Queen from France hath brought a puiss... |
| 45309 | Even now we heard the news. Ah, couldst th... |
| 45310 | WARWICK. Why then, I would not fly. Ah, Mont... |
| 45311 | If thou be there, sweet brother, take my h... |
| 45312 | And with thy lips keep in my soul a while! |
| 45313 | Thou lov'st me not; for, brother, if thou ... |
| 45314 | Thy tears would wash this cold congealed b... |
| 45315 | That glues my lips and will not let me speak. |
| 45316 | Come quickly, Montague, or I am dead. |
| 45317 | SOMERSET. Ah, Warwick! Montague hath breath'... |
| 45318 | And to the latest gasp cried out for Warwick, |
| 45319 | And said 'Commend me to my valiant brother.' |
| 45320 | And more he would have said; and more he s... |
| 45321 | Which sounded like a clamour in a vault, |
| 45322 | That mought not be distinguish'd; but at l... |
| 45323 | I well might hear, delivered with a groan, |
| 45324 | 'O farewell, Warwick!' |
| 45325 | WARWICK. Sweet rest his soul! Fly, lords, an... |
| 45326 | For Warwick bids you all farewell, to meet... |
| 45327 | ... |
| 45328 | OXFORD. Away, away, to meet the Queen's grea... |
| 45329 | [Here they b... |
| 45330 | SCENE III. |
| 45331 | Another part of the field |
| 45332 | Flourish. Enter KING in triumph; with GLOUCEST... |
| 45333 | KING EDWARD. Thus far our fortune keeps an u... |
| 45334 | And we are grac'd with wreaths of victory. |
| 45335 | But in the midst of this bright-shining day |
| 45336 | I spy a black, suspicious, threat'ning cloud |
| 45337 | That will encounter with our glorious sun |
| 45338 | Ere he attain his easeful western bed- |
| 45339 | I mean, my lords, those powers that the Queen |
| 45340 | Hath rais'd in Gallia have arriv'd our coast |
| 45341 | And, as we hear, march on to fight with us. |
| 45342 | CLARENCE. A little gale will soon disperse t... |
| 45343 | And blow it to the source from whence it c... |
| 45344 | Thy very beams will dry those vapours up, |
| 45345 | For every cloud engenders not a storm. |
| 45346 | GLOUCESTER. The Queen is valued thirty thous... |
| 45347 | And Somerset, with Oxford, fled to her. |
| 45348 | If she have time to breathe, be well assur... |
| 45349 | Her faction will be full as strong as ours. |
| 45350 | KING EDWARD. are advertis'd by our loving fr... |
| 45351 | That they do hold their course toward Tewk... |
| 45352 | We, having now the best at Barnet field, |
| 45353 | Will thither straight, for willingness rid... |
| 45354 | And as we march our strength will be augme... |
| 45355 | In every county as we go along. |
| 45356 | Strike up the drum; cry 'Courage!' and awa... |
| 45357 | SCENE IV. |
| 45358 | Plains wear Tewksbury |
| 45359 | Flourish. March. Enter QUEEN MARGARET, PRINCE ... |
| 45360 | and SOLDIERS |
| 45361 | QUEEN MARGARET. Great lords, wise men ne'er ... |
| 45362 | loss, |
| 45363 | But cheerly seek how to redress their harms. |
| 45364 | What though the mast be now blown overboard, |
| 45365 | The cable broke, the holding-anchor lost, |
| 45366 | And half our sailors swallow'd in the flood; |
| 45367 | Yet lives our pilot still. Is't meet that he |
| 45368 | Should leave the helm and, like a fearful ... |
| 45369 | With tearful eyes add water to the sea |
| 45370 | And give more strength to that which hath ... |
| 45371 | Whiles, in his moan, the ship splits on th... |
| 45372 | Which industry and courage might have sav'd? |
| 45373 | Ah, what a shame! ah, what a fault were this! |
| 45374 | Say Warwick was our anchor; what of that? |
| 45375 | And Montague our top-mast; what of him? |
| 45376 | Our slaught'red friends the tackles; what ... |
| 45377 | Why, is not Oxford here another anchor? |
| 45378 | And Somerset another goodly mast? |
| 45379 | The friends of France our shrouds and tack... |
| 45380 | And, though unskilful, why not Ned and I |
| 45381 | For once allow'd the skilful pilot's charge? |
| 45382 | We will not from the helm to sit and weep, |
| 45383 | But keep our course, though the rough wind... |
| 45384 | From shelves and rocks that threaten us wi... |
| 45385 | As good to chide the waves as speak them f... |
| 45386 | And what is Edward but a ruthless sea? |
| 45387 | What Clarence but a quicksand of deceit? |
| 45388 | And Richard but a ragged fatal rock? |
| 45389 | All these the enemies to our poor bark. |
| 45390 | Say you can swim; alas, 'tis but a while! |
| 45391 | Tread on the sand; why, there you quickly ... |
| 45392 | Bestride the rock; the tide will wash you ... |
| 45393 | Or else you famish- that's a threefold death. |
| 45394 | This speak I, lords, to let you understand, |
| 45395 | If case some one of you would fly from us, |
| 45396 | That there's no hop'd-for mercy with the b... |
| 45397 | More than with ruthless waves, with sands,... |
| 45398 | Why, courage then! What cannot be avoided |
| 45399 | 'Twere childish weakness to lament or fear. |
| 45400 | PRINCE OF WALES. Methinks a woman of this va... |
| 45401 | Should, if a coward hear her speak these w... |
| 45402 | Infuse his breast with magnanimity |
| 45403 | And make him naked foil a man-at-arms. |
| 45404 | I speak not this as doubting any here; |
| 45405 | For did I but suspect a fearful man, |
| 45406 | He should have leave to go away betimes, |
| 45407 | Lest in our need he might infect another |
| 45408 | And make him of the like spirit to himself. |
| 45409 | If any such be here- as God forbid!- |
| 45410 | Let him depart before we need his help. |
| 45411 | OXFORD. Women and children of so high a cour... |
| 45412 | And warriors faint! Why, 'twere perpetual ... |
| 45413 | O brave young Prince! thy famous grandfather |
| 45414 | Doth live again in thee. Long mayst thou Eve |
| 45415 | To bear his image and renew his glories! |
| 45416 | SOMERSET. And he that will not fight for suc... |
| 45417 | Go home to bed and, like the owl by day, |
| 45418 | If he arise, be mock'd and wond'red at. |
| 45419 | QUEEN MARGARET. Thanks, gentle Somerset; swe... |
| 45420 | PRINCE OF WALES. And take his thanks that ye... |
| 45421 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 45422 | MESSENGER. Prepare you, lords, for Edward is... |
| 45423 | Ready to fight; therefore be resolute. |
| 45424 | OXFORD. I thought no less. It is his policy |
| 45425 | To haste thus fast, to find us unprovided. |
| 45426 | SOMERSET. But he's deceiv'd; we are in readi... |
| 45427 | QUEEN MARGARET. This cheers my heart, to see... |
| 45428 | OXFORD. Here pitch our battle; hence we will... |
| 45429 | Flourish and march. Enter, at a distance... |
| 45430 | GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and soldiers |
| 45431 | KING EDWARD. Brave followers, yonder stands ... |
| 45432 | Which, by the heavens' assistance and your... |
| 45433 | Must by the roots be hewn up yet ere night. |
| 45434 | I need not add more fuel to your fire, |
| 45435 | For well I wot ye blaze to burn them out. |
| 45436 | Give signal to the fight, and to it, lords. |
| 45437 | QUEEN MARGARET. Lords, knights, and gentleme... |
| 45438 | My tears gainsay; for every word I speak, |
| 45439 | Ye see, I drink the water of my eye. |
| 45440 | Therefore, no more but this: Henry, your s... |
| 45441 | Is prisoner to the foe; his state usurp'd, |
| 45442 | His realm a slaughter-house, his subjects ... |
| 45443 | His statutes cancell'd, and his treasure s... |
| 45444 | And yonder is the wolf that makes this spoil. |
| 45445 | You fight in justice. Then, in God's name,... |
| 45446 | Be valiant, and give signal to the fight. |
| 45447 | Alarum, retreat, ... |
| 45448 | SCENE V. |
| 45449 | Another part of the field |
| 45450 | Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD, GLOUCESTER, CLARE... |
| 45451 | With QUEEN MARGARET, OXFORD, and SOMERSET, pri... |
| 45452 | KING EDWARD. Now here a period of tumultuous... |
| 45453 | Away with Oxford to Hames Castle straight; |
| 45454 | For Somerset, off with his guilty head. |
| 45455 | Go, bear them hence; I will not hear them ... |
| 45456 | OXFORD. For my part, I'll not trouble thee w... |
| 45457 | SOMERSET. Nor I, but stoop with patience to ... |
| 45458 | Exeunt OXFORD and... |
| 45459 | QUEEN MARGARET. So part we sadly in this tro... |
| 45460 | To meet with joy in sweet Jerusalem. |
| 45461 | KING EDWARD. Is proclamation made that who f... |
| 45462 | Shall have a high reward, and he his life? |
| 45463 | GLOUCESTER. It is; and lo where youthful Edw... |
| 45464 | Enter soldiers, with PRINCE ED... |
| 45465 | KING EDWARD. Bring forth the gallant; let us... |
| 45466 | What, can so young a man begin to prick? |
| 45467 | Edward, what satisfaction canst thou make |
| 45468 | For bearing arms, for stirring up my subje... |
| 45469 | And all the trouble thou hast turn'd me to? |
| 45470 | PRINCE OF WALES. Speak like a subject, proud... |
| 45471 | Suppose that I am now my father's mouth; |
| 45472 | Resign thy chair, and where I stand kneel ... |
| 45473 | Whilst I propose the self-same words to the |
| 45474 | Which, traitor, thou wouldst have me answe... |
| 45475 | QUEEN MARGARET. Ah, that thy father had been... |
| 45476 | GLOUCESTER. That you might still have worn t... |
| 45477 | And ne'er have stol'n the breech from Lanc... |
| 45478 | PRINCE OF WALES. Let Aesop fable in a winter... |
| 45479 | His currish riddle sorts not with this place. |
| 45480 | GLOUCESTER. By heaven, brat, I'll plague ye ... |
| 45481 | QUEEN MARGARET. Ay, thou wast born to be a p... |
| 45482 | GLOUCESTER. For God's sake, take away this c... |
| 45483 | PRINCE OF WALES. Nay, take away this scoldin... |
| 45484 | KING EDWARD. Peace, wilful boy, or I will ch... |
| 45485 | CLARENCE. Untutor'd lad, thou art too malapert. |
| 45486 | PRINCE OF WALES. I know my duty; you are all... |
| 45487 | Lascivious Edward, and thou perjur'd George, |
| 45488 | And thou misshapen Dick, I tell ye all |
| 45489 | I am your better, traitors as ye are; |
| 45490 | And thou usurp'st my father's right and mine. |
| 45491 | KING EDWARD. Take that, the likeness of this... |
| 45492 | ... |
| 45493 | GLOUCESTER. Sprawl'st thou? Take that, to en... |
| 45494 | ... |
| 45495 | CLARENCE. And there's for twitting me with p... |
| 45496 | ... |
| 45497 | QUEEN MARGARET. O, kill me too! |
| 45498 | GLOUCESTER. Marry, and shall. [O... |
| 45499 | KING EDWARD. Hold, Richard, hold; for we hav... |
| 45500 | GLOUCESTER. Why should she live to fill the ... |
| 45501 | KING EDWARD. What, doth she swoon? Use means... |
| 45502 | GLOUCESTER. Clarence, excuse me to the King ... |
| 45503 | I'll hence to London on a serious matter; |
| 45504 | Ere ye come there, be sure to hear some ne... |
| 45505 | CLARENCE. What? what? |
| 45506 | GLOUCESTER. The Tower! the Tower! ... |
| 45507 | QUEEN MARGARET. O Ned, sweet Ned, speak to t... |
| 45508 | Canst thou not speak? O traitors! murderers! |
| 45509 | They that stabb'd Caesar shed no blood at ... |
| 45510 | Did not offend, nor were not worthy blame, |
| 45511 | If this foul deed were by to equal it. |
| 45512 | He was a man: this, in respect, a child; |
| 45513 | And men ne'er spend their fury on a child. |
| 45514 | What's worse than murderer, that I may nam... |
| 45515 | No, no, my heart will burst, an if I speak- |
| 45516 | And I will speak, that so my heart may burst. |
| 45517 | Butchers and villains! bloody cannibals! |
| 45518 | How sweet a plant have you untimely cropp'd! |
| 45519 | You have no children, butchers, if you had, |
| 45520 | The thought of them would have stirr'd up ... |
| 45521 | But if you ever chance to have a child, |
| 45522 | Look in his youth to have him so cut off |
| 45523 | As, deathsmen, you have rid this sweet you... |
| 45524 | KING EDWARD. Away with her; go, bear her hen... |
| 45525 | QUEEN MARGARET. Nay, never bear me hence; di... |
| 45526 | Here sheathe thy sword; I'll pardon thee m... |
| 45527 | What, wilt thou not? Then, Clarence, do it... |
| 45528 | CLARENCE. By heaven, I will not do thee so m... |
| 45529 | QUEEN MARGARET. Good Clarence, do; sweet Cla... |
| 45530 | CLARENCE. Didst thou not hear me swear I wou... |
| 45531 | QUEEN MARGARET. Ay, but thou usest to forswe... |
| 45532 | 'Twas sin before, but now 'tis charity. |
| 45533 | What! wilt thou not? Where is that devil's... |
| 45534 | Hard-favour'd Richard? Richard, where art ... |
| 45535 | Thou art not here. Murder is thy alms-deed; |
| 45536 | Petitioners for blood thou ne'er put'st back. |
| 45537 | KING EDWARD. Away, I say; I charge ye bear h... |
| 45538 | QUEEN MARGARET. So come to you and yours as ... |
| 45539 | Exit... |
| 45540 | KING EDWARD. Where's Richard gone? |
| 45541 | CLARENCE. To London, all in post; and, as I ... |
| 45542 | To make a bloody supper in the Tower. |
| 45543 | KING EDWARD. He's sudden, if a thing comes i... |
| 45544 | Now march we hence. Discharge the common s... |
| 45545 | With pay and thanks; and let's away to London |
| 45546 | And see our gentle queen how well she fares. |
| 45547 | By this, I hope, she hath a son for me. ... |
| 45548 | SCENE VI. |
| 45549 | London. The Tower |
| 45550 | Enter KING HENRY and GLOUCESTER with the LIEUT... |
| 45551 | GLOUCESTER. Good day, my lord. What, at your... |
| 45552 | KING HENRY. Ay, my good lord- my lord, I sho... |
| 45553 | 'Tis sin to flatter; 'good' was little bet... |
| 45554 | 'Good Gloucester' and 'good devil' were al... |
| 45555 | And both preposterous; therefore, not 'goo... |
| 45556 | GLOUCESTER. Sirrah, leave us to ourselves; w... |
| 45557 | ... |
| 45558 | KING HENRY. So flies the reckless shepherd f... |
| 45559 | So first the harmless sheep doth yield his... |
| 45560 | And next his throat unto the butcher's knife. |
| 45561 | What scene of death hath Roscius now to act? |
| 45562 | GLOUCESTER. Suspicion always haunts the guil... |
| 45563 | The thief doth fear each bush an officer. |
| 45564 | KING HENRY. The bird that hath been limed in... |
| 45565 | With trembling wings misdoubteth every bush; |
| 45566 | And I, the hapless male to one sweet bird, |
| 45567 | Have now the fatal object in my eye |
| 45568 | Where my poor young was lim'd, was caught,... |
| 45569 | GLOUCESTER. Why, what a peevish fool was tha... |
| 45570 | That taught his son the office of a fowl! |
| 45571 | And yet, for all his wings, the fool was d... |
| 45572 | KING HENRY. I, Daedalus; my poor boy, Icarus; |
| 45573 | Thy father, Minos, that denied our course; |
| 45574 | The sun that sear'd the wings of my sweet ... |
| 45575 | Thy brother Edward; and thyself, the sea |
| 45576 | Whose envious gulf did swallow up his life. |
| 45577 | Ah, kill me with thy weapon, not with words! |
| 45578 | My breast can better brook thy dagger's point |
| 45579 | Than can my ears that tragic history. |
| 45580 | But wherefore dost thou come? Is't for my ... |
| 45581 | GLOUCESTER. Think'st thou I am an executioner? |
| 45582 | KING HENRY. A persecutor I am sure thou art. |
| 45583 | If murdering innocents be executing, |
| 45584 | Why, then thou are an executioner. |
| 45585 | GLOUCESTER. Thy son I kill'd for his presump... |
| 45586 | KING HENRY. Hadst thou been kill'd when firs... |
| 45587 | Thou hadst not liv'd to kill a son of mine. |
| 45588 | And thus I prophesy, that many a thousand |
| 45589 | Which now mistrust no parcel of my fear, |
| 45590 | And many an old man's sigh, and many a wid... |
| 45591 | And many an orphan's water-standing eye- |
| 45592 | Men for their sons, wives for their husbands, |
| 45593 | Orphans for their parents' timeless death- |
| 45594 | Shall rue the hour that ever thou wast born. |
| 45595 | The owl shriek'd at thy birth- an evil sign; |
| 45596 | The night-crow cried, aboding luckless time; |
| 45597 | Dogs howl'd, and hideous tempest shook dow... |
| 45598 | The raven rook'd her on the chimney's top, |
| 45599 | And chatt'ring pies in dismal discords sung; |
| 45600 | Thy mother felt more than a mother's pain, |
| 45601 | And yet brought forth less than a mother's... |
| 45602 | To wit, an indigest deformed lump, |
| 45603 | Not like the fruit of such a goodly tree. |
| 45604 | Teeth hadst thou in thy head when thou was... |
| 45605 | To signify thou cam'st to bite the world; |
| 45606 | And if the rest be true which I have heard, |
| 45607 | Thou cam'st- |
| 45608 | GLOUCESTER. I'll hear no more. Die, prophet,... |
| 45609 | ... |
| 45610 | For this, amongst the rest, was I ordain'd. |
| 45611 | KING HENRY. Ay, and for much more slaughter ... |
| 45612 | O, God forgive my sins and pardon thee! ... |
| 45613 | GLOUCESTER. What, will the aspiring blood of... |
| 45614 | Sink in the ground? I thought it would hav... |
| 45615 | See how my sword weeps for the poor King's... |
| 45616 | O, may such purple tears be always shed |
| 45617 | From those that wish the downfall of our h... |
| 45618 | If any spark of life be yet remaining, |
| 45619 | Down, down to hell; and say I sent thee th... |
| 45620 | ... |
| 45621 | I, that have neither pity, love, nor fear. |
| 45622 | Indeed, 'tis true that Henry told me of; |
| 45623 | For I have often heard my mother say |
| 45624 | I came into the world with my legs forward. |
| 45625 | Had I not reason, think ye, to make haste |
| 45626 | And seek their ruin that usurp'd our right? |
| 45627 | The midwife wonder'd; and the women cried |
| 45628 | 'O, Jesus bless us, he is born with teeth!' |
| 45629 | And so I was, which plainly signified |
| 45630 | That I should snarl, and bite, and play th... |
| 45631 | Then, since the heavens have shap'd my bod... |
| 45632 | Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. |
| 45633 | I have no brother, I am like no brother; |
| 45634 | And this word 'love,' which greybeards cal... |
| 45635 | Be resident in men like one another, |
| 45636 | And not in me! I am myself alone. |
| 45637 | Clarence, beware; thou keep'st me from the... |
| 45638 | But I will sort a pitchy day for thee; |
| 45639 | For I will buzz abroad such prophecies |
| 45640 | That Edward shall be fearful of his life; |
| 45641 | And then to purge his fear, I'll be thy de... |
| 45642 | King Henry and the Prince his son are gone. |
| 45643 | Clarence, thy turn is next, and then the r... |
| 45644 | Counting myself but bad till I be best. |
| 45645 | I'll throw thy body in another room, |
| 45646 | And triumph, Henry, in thy day of doom. |
| 45647 | ... |
| 45648 | SCENE VII. |
| 45649 | London. The palace |
| 45650 | Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD, QUEEN ELIZABETH, ... |
| 45651 | HASTINGS, NURSE, with the Young PRINCE, and at... |
| 45652 | KING EDWARD. Once more we sit in England's r... |
| 45653 | Repurchas'd with the blood of enemies. |
| 45654 | What valiant foemen, like to autumn's corn, |
| 45655 | Have we mow'd down in tops of all their pr... |
| 45656 | Three Dukes of Somerset, threefold renown'd |
| 45657 | For hardy and undoubted champions; |
| 45658 | Two Cliffords, as the father and the son; |
| 45659 | And two Northumberlands- two braver men |
| 45660 | Ne'er spurr'd their coursers at the trumpe... |
| 45661 | With them the two brave bears, Warwick and... |
| 45662 | That in their chains fetter'd the kingly lion |
| 45663 | And made the forest tremble when they roar'd. |
| 45664 | Thus have we swept suspicion from our seat |
| 45665 | And made our footstool of security. |
| 45666 | Come hither, Bess, and let me kiss my boy. |
| 45667 | Young Ned, for thee thine uncles and myself |
| 45668 | Have in our armours watch'd the winter's n... |
| 45669 | Went all afoot in summer's scalding heat, |
| 45670 | That thou might'st repossess the crown in ... |
| 45671 | And of our labours thou shalt reap the gain. |
| 45672 | GLOUCESTER. [Aside] I'll blast his harvest i... |
| 45673 | For yet I am not look'd on in the world. |
| 45674 | This shoulder was ordain'd so thick to heave; |
| 45675 | And heave it shall some weight or break my... |
| 45676 | Work thou the way- and that shall execute. |
| 45677 | KING EDWARD. Clarence and Gloucester, love m... |
| 45678 | And kiss your princely nephew, brothers both. |
| 45679 | CLARENCE. The duty that I owe unto your Majesty |
| 45680 | I seal upon the lips of this sweet babe. |
| 45681 | KING EDWARD. Thanks, noble Clarence; worthy ... |
| 45682 | GLOUCESTER. And that I love the tree from wh... |
| 45683 | Witness the loving kiss I give the fruit. |
| 45684 | [Aside] To say the truth, so Judas kiss'd ... |
| 45685 | And cried 'All hail!' when as he meant all... |
| 45686 | KING EDWARD. Now am I seated as my soul deli... |
| 45687 | Having my country's peace and brothers' lo... |
| 45688 | CLARENCE. What will your Grace have done wit... |
| 45689 | Reignier, her father, to the King of France |
| 45690 | Hath pawn'd the Sicils and Jerusalem, |
| 45691 | And hither have they sent it for her ransom. |
| 45692 | KING EDWARD. Away with her, and waft her hen... |
| 45693 | And now what rests but that we spend the time |
| 45694 | With stately triumphs, mirthful comic shows, |
| 45695 | Such as befits the pleasure of the court? |
| 45696 | Sound drums and trumpets. Farewell, sour a... |
| 45697 | For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy. ... |
| 45698 | THE END |
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| 45707 | 1611 |
| 45708 | KING HENRY THE EIGHTH |
| 45709 | by William Shakespeare |
| 45710 | DRAMATIS PERSONAE |
| 45711 | KING HENRY THE EIGHTH |
| 45712 | CARDINAL WOLSEY CARDINAL CAMPEIUS |
| 45713 | CAPUCIUS, Ambassador from the Emperor Charles V |
| 45714 | CRANMER, ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY |
| 45715 | DUKE OF NORFOLK DUKE OF BUCKIN... |
| 45716 | DUKE OF SUFFOLK EARL OF SURREY |
| 45717 | LORD CHAMBERLAIN LORD CHANCELLOR |
| 45718 | GARDINER, BISHOP OF WINCHESTER |
| 45719 | BISHOP OF LINCOLN LORD ABERGAVENNY |
| 45720 | LORD SANDYS SIR HENRY GUIL... |
| 45721 | SIR THOMAS LOVELL SIR ANTHONY DENNY |
| 45722 | SIR NICHOLAS VAUX SECRETARIES to... |
| 45723 | CROMWELL, servant to Wolsey |
| 45724 | GRIFFITH, gentleman-usher to Queen Katharine |
| 45725 | THREE GENTLEMEN |
| 45726 | DOCTOR BUTTS, physician to the King |
| 45727 | GARTER KING-AT-ARMS |
| 45728 | SURVEYOR to the Duke of Buckingham |
| 45729 | BRANDON, and a SERGEANT-AT-ARMS |
| 45730 | DOORKEEPER Of the Council chamber |
| 45731 | PORTER, and his MAN PAGE to Gardiner |
| 45732 | A CRIER |
| 45733 | QUEEN KATHARINE, wife to King Henry, afterwa... |
| 45734 | ANNE BULLEN, her Maid of Honour, afterwards ... |
| 45735 | AN OLD LADY, friend to Anne Bullen |
| 45736 | PATIENCE, woman to Queen Katharine |
| 45737 | Lord Mayor, Aldermen, Lords and Ladies in th... |
| 45738 | Shows; Women attending upon the Queen; ... |
| 45739 | Officers, Guards, and other Attendants;... |
| 45740 | SCENE: |
| 45741 | London; Westminster; Kimbolton |
| 45742 | KING HENRY THE EIGHTH |
| 45743 | THE PROLOGUE. |
| 45744 | I come no more to make you laugh; things now |
| 45745 | That bear a weighty and a serious brow, |
| 45746 | Sad, high, and working, full of state and ... |
| 45747 | Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow, |
| 45748 | We now present. Those that can pity here |
| 45749 | May, if they think it well, let fall a tear: |
| 45750 | The subject will deserve it. Such as give |
| 45751 | Their money out of hope they may believe |
| 45752 | May here find truth too. Those that come t... |
| 45753 | Only a show or two, and so agree |
| 45754 | The play may pass, if they be still and wi... |
| 45755 | I'll undertake may see away their shilling |
| 45756 | Richly in two short hours. Only they |
| 45757 | That come to hear a merry bawdy play, |
| 45758 | A noise of targets, or to see a fellow |
| 45759 | In a long motley coat guarded with yellow, |
| 45760 | Will be deceiv'd; for, gentle hearers, know, |
| 45761 | To rank our chosen truth with such a show |
| 45762 | As fool and fight is, beside forfeiting |
| 45763 | Our own brains, and the opinion that we bring |
| 45764 | To make that only true we now intend, |
| 45765 | Will leave us never an understanding friend. |
| 45766 | Therefore, for goodness sake, and as you a... |
| 45767 | The first and happiest hearers of the town, |
| 45768 | Be sad, as we would make ye. Think ye see |
| 45769 | The very persons of our noble story |
| 45770 | As they were living; think you see them gr... |
| 45771 | And follow'd with the general throng and s... |
| 45772 | Of thousand friends; then, in a moment, see |
| 45773 | How soon this mightiness meets misery. |
| 45774 | And if you can be merry then, I'll say |
| 45775 | A man may weep upon his wedding-day. |
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| 45784 | ACT I. SCENE 1. |
| 45785 | London. The palace |
| 45786 | Enter the DUKE OF NORFOLK at one door; at the ... |
| 45787 | the DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM and the LORD ABERGAVENNY |
| 45788 | BUCKINGHAM. Good morrow, and well met. How h... |
| 45789 | Since last we saw in France? |
| 45790 | NORFOLK. I thank your Grace, |
| 45791 | Healthful; and ever since a fresh admirer |
| 45792 | Of what I saw there. |
| 45793 | BUCKINGHAM. An untimely ague |
| 45794 | Stay'd me a prisoner in my chamber when |
| 45795 | Those suns of glory, those two lights of men, |
| 45796 | Met in the vale of Andren. |
| 45797 | NORFOLK. 'Twixt Guynes and Arde- |
| 45798 | I was then present, saw them salute on hor... |
| 45799 | Beheld them, when they lighted, how they c... |
| 45800 | In their embracement, as they grew together; |
| 45801 | Which had they, what four thron'd ones cou... |
| 45802 | Such a compounded one? |
| 45803 | BUCKINGHAM. All the whole time |
| 45804 | I was my chamber's prisoner. |
| 45805 | NORFOLK. Then you lost |
| 45806 | The view of earthly glory; men might say, |
| 45807 | Till this time pomp was single, but now ma... |
| 45808 | To one above itself. Each following day |
| 45809 | Became the next day's master, till the last |
| 45810 | Made former wonders its. To-day the French, |
| 45811 | All clinquant, all in gold, like heathen g... |
| 45812 | Shone down the English; and to-morrow they |
| 45813 | Made Britain India: every man that stood |
| 45814 | Show'd like a mine. Their dwarfish pages were |
| 45815 | As cherubins, an gilt; the madams too, |
| 45816 | Not us'd to toil, did almost sweat to bear |
| 45817 | The pride upon them, that their very labour |
| 45818 | Was to them as a painting. Now this masque |
| 45819 | Was cried incomparable; and th' ensuing night |
| 45820 | Made it a fool and beggar. The two kings, |
| 45821 | Equal in lustre, were now best, now worst, |
| 45822 | As presence did present them: him in eye |
| 45823 | still him in praise; and being present both, |
| 45824 | 'Twas said they saw but one, and no discerner |
| 45825 | Durst wag his tongue in censure. When thes... |
| 45826 | For so they phrase 'em-by their heralds ch... |
| 45827 | The noble spirits to arms, they did perform |
| 45828 | Beyond thought's compass, that former fabu... |
| 45829 | Being now seen possible enough, got credit, |
| 45830 | That Bevis was believ'd. |
| 45831 | BUCKINGHAM. O, you go far! |
| 45832 | NORFOLK. As I belong to worship, and affect |
| 45833 | In honour honesty, the tract of ev'rything |
| 45834 | Would by a good discourser lose some life |
| 45835 | Which action's self was tongue to. All was... |
| 45836 | To the disposing of it nought rebell'd; |
| 45837 | Order gave each thing view. The office did |
| 45838 | Distinctly his full function. |
| 45839 | BUCKINGHAM. Who did guide- |
| 45840 | I mean, who set the body and the limbs |
| 45841 | Of this great sport together, as you guess? |
| 45842 | NORFOLK. One, certes, that promises no element |
| 45843 | In such a business. |
| 45844 | BUCKINGHAM. I pray you, who, my lord? |
| 45845 | NORFOLK. All this was ord'red by the good di... |
| 45846 | Of the right reverend Cardinal of York. |
| 45847 | BUCKINGHAM. The devil speed him! No man's pi... |
| 45848 | From his ambitious finger. What had he |
| 45849 | To do in these fierce vanities? I wonder |
| 45850 | That such a keech can with his very bulk |
| 45851 | Take up the rays o' th' beneficial sun, |
| 45852 | And keep it from the earth. |
| 45853 | NORFOLK. Surely, sir, |
| 45854 | There's in him stuff that puts him to thes... |
| 45855 | For, being not propp'd by ancestry, whose ... |
| 45856 | Chalks successors their way, nor call'd upon |
| 45857 | For high feats done to th' crown, neither ... |
| 45858 | To eminent assistants, but spider-like, |
| 45859 | Out of his self-drawing web, 'a gives us note |
| 45860 | The force of his own merit makes his way- |
| 45861 | A gift that heaven gives for him, which bu... |
| 45862 | A place next to the King. |
| 45863 | ABERGAVENNY. I cannot tell |
| 45864 | What heaven hath given him-let some graver... |
| 45865 | Pierce into that; but I can see his pride |
| 45866 | Peep through each part of him. Whence has ... |
| 45867 | If not from hell, the devil is a niggard |
| 45868 | Or has given all before, and he begins |
| 45869 | A new hell in himself. |
| 45870 | BUCKINGHAM. Why the devil, |
| 45871 | Upon this French going out, took he upon him- |
| 45872 | Without the privity o' th' King-t' appoint |
| 45873 | Who should attend on him? He makes up the ... |
| 45874 | Of all the gentry; for the most part such |
| 45875 | To whom as great a charge as little honour |
| 45876 | He meant to lay upon; and his own letter, |
| 45877 | The honourable board of council out, |
| 45878 | Must fetch him in he papers. |
| 45879 | ABERGAVENNY. I do know |
| 45880 | Kinsmen of mine, three at the least, that ... |
| 45881 | By this so sicken'd their estates that nev... |
| 45882 | They shall abound as formerly. |
| 45883 | BUCKINGHAM. O, many |
| 45884 | Have broke their backs with laying manors ... |
| 45885 | For this great journey. What did this vanity |
| 45886 | But minister communication of |
| 45887 | A most poor issue? |
| 45888 | NORFOLK. Grievingly I think |
| 45889 | The peace between the French and us not va... |
| 45890 | The cost that did conclude it. |
| 45891 | BUCKINGHAM. Every man, |
| 45892 | After the hideous storm that follow'd, was |
| 45893 | A thing inspir'd, and, not consulting, broke |
| 45894 | Into a general prophecy-that this tempest, |
| 45895 | Dashing the garment of this peace, aboded |
| 45896 | The sudden breach on't. |
| 45897 | NORFOLK. Which is budded out; |
| 45898 | For France hath flaw'd the league, and hat... |
| 45899 | Our merchants' goods at Bordeaux. |
| 45900 | ABERGAVENNY. Is it therefore |
| 45901 | Th' ambassador is silenc'd? |
| 45902 | NORFOLK. Marry, is't. |
| 45903 | ABERGAVENNY. A proper tide of a peace, and p... |
| 45904 | At a superfluous rate! |
| 45905 | BUCKINGHAM. Why, all this business |
| 45906 | Our reverend Cardinal carried. |
| 45907 | NORFOLK. Like it your Grace, |
| 45908 | The state takes notice of the private diff... |
| 45909 | Betwixt you and the Cardinal. I advise you- |
| 45910 | And take it from a heart that wishes towar... |
| 45911 | Honour and plenteous safety-that you read |
| 45912 | The Cardinal's malice and his potency |
| 45913 | Together; to consider further, that |
| 45914 | What his high hatred would effect wants not |
| 45915 | A minister in his power. You know his nature, |
| 45916 | That he's revengeful; and I know his sword |
| 45917 | Hath a sharp edge-it's long and't may be said |
| 45918 | It reaches far, and where 'twill not extend, |
| 45919 | Thither he darts it. Bosom up my counsel |
| 45920 | You'll find it wholesome. Lo, where comes ... |
| 45921 | That I advise your shunning. |
| 45922 | Enter CARDINAL WOLSEY, the purse borne b... |
| 45923 | him, certain of the guard, and two SECRE... |
| 45924 | with papers. The CARDINAL in his passage... |
| 45925 | eye on BUCKINGHAM, and BUCKINGHAM on him, |
| 45926 | both full of disdain |
| 45927 | WOLSEY. The Duke of Buckingham's surveyor? Ha! |
| 45928 | Where's his examination? |
| 45929 | SECRETARY. Here, so please you. |
| 45930 | WOLSEY. Is he in person ready? |
| 45931 | SECRETARY. Ay, please your Grace. |
| 45932 | WOLSEY. Well, we shall then know more, and B... |
| 45933 | shall lessen this big look. |
| 45934 | Exeu... |
| 45935 | BUCKINGHAM. This butcher's cur is venom-mout... |
| 45936 | Have not the power to muzzle him; therefor... |
| 45937 | Not wake him in his slumber. A beggar's book |
| 45938 | Outworths a noble's blood. |
| 45939 | NORFOLK. What, are you chaf'd? |
| 45940 | Ask God for temp'rance; that's th' applian... |
| 45941 | Which your disease requires. |
| 45942 | BUCKINGHAM. I read in's looks |
| 45943 | Matter against me, and his eye revil'd |
| 45944 | Me as his abject object. At this instant |
| 45945 | He bores me with some trick. He's gone to ... |
| 45946 | I'll follow, and outstare him. |
| 45947 | NORFOLK. Stay, my lord, |
| 45948 | And let your reason with your choler question |
| 45949 | What 'tis you go about. To climb steep hills |
| 45950 | Requires slow pace at first. Anger is like |
| 45951 | A full hot horse, who being allow'd his way, |
| 45952 | Self-mettle tires him. Not a man in England |
| 45953 | Can advise me like you; be to yourself |
| 45954 | As you would to your friend. |
| 45955 | BUCKINGHAM. I'll to the King, |
| 45956 | And from a mouth of honour quite cry down |
| 45957 | This Ipswich fellow's insolence; or proclaim |
| 45958 | There's difference in no persons. |
| 45959 | NORFOLK. Be advis'd: |
| 45960 | Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot |
| 45961 | That it do singe yourself. We may outrun |
| 45962 | By violent swiftness that which we run at, |
| 45963 | And lose by over-running. Know you not |
| 45964 | The fire that mounts the liquor till't run... |
| 45965 | In seeming to augment it wastes it? Be adv... |
| 45966 | I say again there is no English soul |
| 45967 | More stronger to direct you than yourself, |
| 45968 | If with the sap of reason you would quench |
| 45969 | Or but allay the fire of passion. |
| 45970 | BUCKINGHAM. Sir, |
| 45971 | I am thankful to you, and I'll go along |
| 45972 | By your prescription; but this top-proud f... |
| 45973 | Whom from the flow of gan I name not, but |
| 45974 | From sincere motions, by intelligence, |
| 45975 | And proofs as clear as founts in July when |
| 45976 | We see each grain of gravel-I do know |
| 45977 | To be corrupt and treasonous. |
| 45978 | NORFOLK. Say not treasonous. |
| 45979 | BUCKINGHAM. To th' King I'll say't, and make... |
| 45980 | As shore of rock. Attend: this holy fox, |
| 45981 | Or wolf, or both-for he is equal rav'nous |
| 45982 | As he is subtle, and as prone to mischief |
| 45983 | As able to perform't, his mind and place |
| 45984 | Infecting one another, yea, reciprocally- |
| 45985 | Only to show his pomp as well in France |
| 45986 | As here at home, suggests the King our master |
| 45987 | To this last costly treaty, th' interview |
| 45988 | That swallowed so much treasure and like a... |
| 45989 | Did break i' th' wrenching. |
| 45990 | NORFOLK. Faith, and so it did. |
| 45991 | BUCKINGHAM. Pray, give me favour, sir; this ... |
| 45992 | The articles o' th' combination drew |
| 45993 | As himself pleas'd; and they were ratified |
| 45994 | As he cried 'Thus let be' to as much end |
| 45995 | As give a crutch to th' dead. But our Coun... |
| 45996 | Has done this, and 'tis well; for worthy W... |
| 45997 | Who cannot err, he did it. Now this follows, |
| 45998 | Which, as I take it, is a kind of puppy |
| 45999 | To th' old dam treason: Charles the Empero... |
| 46000 | Under pretence to see the Queen his aunt- |
| 46001 | For 'twas indeed his colour, but he came |
| 46002 | To whisper Wolsey-here makes visitation- |
| 46003 | His fears were that the interview betwixt |
| 46004 | England and France might through their amity |
| 46005 | Breed him some prejudice; for from this le... |
| 46006 | Peep'd harms that menac'd him-privily |
| 46007 | Deals with our Cardinal; and, as I trow- |
| 46008 | Which I do well, for I am sure the Emperor |
| 46009 | Paid ere he promis'd; whereby his suit was... |
| 46010 | Ere it was ask'd-but when the way was made, |
| 46011 | And pav'd with gold, the Emperor thus desi... |
| 46012 | That he would please to alter the King's c... |
| 46013 | And break the foresaid peace. Let the King... |
| 46014 | As soon he shall by me, that thus the Card... |
| 46015 | Does buy and sell his honour as he pleases, |
| 46016 | And for his own advantage. |
| 46017 | NORFOLK. I am sorry |
| 46018 | To hear this of him, and could wish he were |
| 46019 | Something mistaken in't. |
| 46020 | BUCKINGHAM. No, not a syllable: |
| 46021 | I do pronounce him in that very shape |
| 46022 | He shall appear in proof. |
| 46023 | Enter BRANDON, a SERGEANT-AT-ARMS befor... |
| 46024 | and two or three of the guard |
| 46025 | BRANDON. Your office, sergeant: execute it. |
| 46026 | SERGEANT. Sir, |
| 46027 | My lord the Duke of Buckingham, and Earl |
| 46028 | Of Hereford, Stafford, and Northampton, I |
| 46029 | Arrest thee of high treason, in the name |
| 46030 | Of our most sovereign King. |
| 46031 | BUCKINGHAM. Lo you, my lord, |
| 46032 | The net has fall'n upon me! I shall perish |
| 46033 | Under device and practice. |
| 46034 | BRANDON. I am sorry |
| 46035 | To see you ta'en from liberty, to look on |
| 46036 | The business present; 'tis his Highness' p... |
| 46037 | You shall to th' Tower. |
| 46038 | BUCKINGHAM. It will help nothing |
| 46039 | To plead mine innocence; for that dye is o... |
| 46040 | Which makes my whit'st part black. The wil... |
| 46041 | Be done in this and all things! I obey. |
| 46042 | O my Lord Aberga'ny, fare you well! |
| 46043 | BRANDON. Nay, he must bear you company. |
| 46044 | [To ABERGAVENNY] The King |
| 46045 | Is pleas'd you shall to th' Tower, till yo... |
| 46046 | How he determines further. |
| 46047 | ABERGAVENNY. As the Duke said, |
| 46048 | The will of heaven be done, and the King's... |
| 46049 | By me obey'd. |
| 46050 | BRANDON. Here is warrant from |
| 46051 | The King t' attach Lord Montacute and the ... |
| 46052 | Of the Duke's confessor, John de la Car, |
| 46053 | One Gilbert Peck, his chancellor- |
| 46054 | BUCKINGHAM. So, so! |
| 46055 | These are the limbs o' th' plot; no more, ... |
| 46056 | BRANDON. A monk o' th' Chartreux. |
| 46057 | BUCKINGHAM. O, Nicholas Hopkins? |
| 46058 | BRANDON. He. |
| 46059 | BUCKINGHAM. My surveyor is false. The o'er-g... |
| 46060 | Hath show'd him gold; my life is spann'd a... |
| 46061 | I am the shadow of poor Buckingham, |
| 46062 | Whose figure even this instant cloud puts on |
| 46063 | By dark'ning my clear sun. My lord, farewell. |
| 46064 | Exeunt |
| 46065 | ACT I. SCENE 2. |
| 46066 | London. The Council Chamber |
| 46067 | Cornets. Enter KING HENRY, leaning on the CARD... |
| 46068 | and SIR THOMAS LOVELL, with others. The CARDIN... |
| 46069 | under the KING'S feet on his right side |
| 46070 | KING. My life itself, and the best heart of it, |
| 46071 | Thanks you for this great care; I stood i'... |
| 46072 | Of a full-charg'd confederacy, and give th... |
| 46073 | To you that chok'd it. Let be call'd befor... |
| 46074 | That gentleman of Buckingham's. In person |
| 46075 | I'll hear his confessions justify; |
| 46076 | And point by point the treasons of his master |
| 46077 | He shall again relate. |
| 46078 | A noise within, crying 'Room for the Que... |
| 46079 | Enter the QUEEN, usher'd by the DUKES OF... |
| 46080 | and SUFFOLK; she kneels. The KING riseth |
| 46081 | from his state, takes her up, kisses and... |
| 46082 | by him |
| 46083 | QUEEN KATHARINE. Nay, we must longer kneel: ... |
| 46084 | KING. Arise, and take place by us. Half your... |
| 46085 | Never name to us: you have half our power. |
| 46086 | The other moiety ere you ask is given; |
| 46087 | Repeat your will, and take it. |
| 46088 | QUEEN KATHARINE. Thank your Majesty. |
| 46089 | That you would love yourself, and in that ... |
| 46090 | Not unconsidered leave your honour nor |
| 46091 | The dignity of your office, is the point |
| 46092 | Of my petition. |
| 46093 | KING. Lady mine, proceed. |
| 46094 | QUEEN KATHARINE. I am solicited, not by a few, |
| 46095 | And those of true condition, that your sub... |
| 46096 | Are in great grievance: there have been co... |
| 46097 | Sent down among 'em which hath flaw'd the ... |
| 46098 | Of all their loyalties; wherein, although, |
| 46099 | My good Lord Cardinal, they vent reproaches |
| 46100 | Most bitterly on you as putter-on |
| 46101 | Of these exactions, yet the King our master- |
| 46102 | Whose honour Heaven shield from soil!-even... |
| 46103 | Language unmannerly; yea, such which breaks |
| 46104 | The sides of loyalty, and almost appears |
| 46105 | In loud rebellion. |
| 46106 | NORFOLK. Not almost appears- |
| 46107 | It doth appear; for, upon these taxations, |
| 46108 | The clothiers all, not able to maintain |
| 46109 | The many to them 'longing, have put of |
| 46110 | The spinsters, carders, fullers, weavers, who |
| 46111 | Unfit for other life, compell'd by hunger |
| 46112 | And lack of other means, in desperate manner |
| 46113 | Daring th' event to th' teeth, are all in ... |
| 46114 | And danger serves among them. |
| 46115 | KING. Taxation! |
| 46116 | Wherein? and what taxation? My Lord Cardinal, |
| 46117 | You that are blam'd for it alike with us, |
| 46118 | Know you of this taxation? |
| 46119 | WOLSEY. Please you, sir, |
| 46120 | I know but of a single part in aught |
| 46121 | Pertains to th' state, and front but in th... |
| 46122 | Where others tell steps with me. |
| 46123 | QUEEN KATHARINE. No, my lord! |
| 46124 | You know no more than others! But you frame |
| 46125 | Things that are known alike, which are not... |
| 46126 | To those which would not know them, and ye... |
| 46127 | Perforce be their acquaintance. These exac... |
| 46128 | Whereof my sovereign would have note, they... |
| 46129 | Most pestilent to th' hearing; and to bear... |
| 46130 | The back is sacrifice to th' load. They say |
| 46131 | They are devis'd by you, or else you suffer |
| 46132 | Too hard an exclamation. |
| 46133 | KING. Still exaction! |
| 46134 | The nature of it? In what kind, let's know, |
| 46135 | Is this exaction? |
| 46136 | QUEEN KATHARINE. I am much too venturous |
| 46137 | In tempting of your patience, but am bold'ned |
| 46138 | Under your promis'd pardon. The subjects' ... |
| 46139 | Comes through commissions, which compels f... |
| 46140 | The sixth part of his substance, to be lev... |
| 46141 | Without delay; and the pretence for this |
| 46142 | Is nam'd your wars in France. This makes b... |
| 46143 | Tongues spit their duties out, and cold he... |
| 46144 | Allegiance in them; their curses now |
| 46145 | Live where their prayers did; and it's com... |
| 46146 | This tractable obedience is a slave |
| 46147 | To each incensed will. I would your Highness |
| 46148 | Would give it quick consideration, for |
| 46149 | There is no primer business. |
| 46150 | KING. By my life, |
| 46151 | This is against our pleasure. |
| 46152 | WOLSEY. And for me, |
| 46153 | I have no further gone in this than by |
| 46154 | A single voice; and that not pass'd me but |
| 46155 | By learned approbation of the judges. If I am |
| 46156 | Traduc'd by ignorant tongues, which neithe... |
| 46157 | My faculties nor person, yet will be |
| 46158 | The chronicles of my doing, let me say |
| 46159 | 'Tis but the fate of place, and the rough ... |
| 46160 | That virtue must go through. We must not s... |
| 46161 | Our necessary actions in the fear |
| 46162 | To cope malicious censurers, which ever |
| 46163 | As rav'nous fishes do a vessel follow |
| 46164 | That is new-trimm'd, but benefit no further |
| 46165 | Than vainly longing. What we oft do best, |
| 46166 | By sick interpreters, once weak ones, is |
| 46167 | Not ours, or not allow'd; what worst, as oft |
| 46168 | Hitting a grosser quality, is cried up |
| 46169 | For our best act. If we shall stand still, |
| 46170 | In fear our motion will be mock'd or carp'... |
| 46171 | We should take root here where we sit, or sit |
| 46172 | State-statues only. |
| 46173 | KING. Things done well |
| 46174 | And with a care exempt themselves from fear: |
| 46175 | Things done without example, in their issue |
| 46176 | Are to be fear'd. Have you a precedent |
| 46177 | Of this commission? I believe, not any. |
| 46178 | We must not rend our subjects from our laws, |
| 46179 | And stick them in our will. Sixth part of ... |
| 46180 | A trembling contribution! Why, we take |
| 46181 | From every tree lop, bark, and part o' th'... |
| 46182 | And though we leave it with a root, thus h... |
| 46183 | The air will drink the sap. To every county |
| 46184 | Where this is question'd send our letters ... |
| 46185 | Free pardon to each man that has denied |
| 46186 | The force of this commission. Pray, look tot; |
| 46187 | I put it to your care. |
| 46188 | WOLSEY. [Aside to the SECRETARY] A word wit... |
| 46189 | Let there be letters writ to every shire |
| 46190 | Of the King's grace and pardon. The grieve... |
| 46191 | Hardly conceive of me-let it be nois'd |
| 46192 | That through our intercession this revokement |
| 46193 | And pardon comes. I shall anon advise you |
| 46194 | Further in the proceeding. ... |
| 46195 | Enter SURVEYOR |
| 46196 | QUEEN KATHARINE. I am sorry that the Duke of... |
| 46197 | Is run in your displeasure. |
| 46198 | KING. It grieves many. |
| 46199 | The gentleman is learn'd and a most rare s... |
| 46200 | To nature none more bound; his training such |
| 46201 | That he may furnish and instruct great tea... |
| 46202 | And never seek for aid out of himself. Yet... |
| 46203 | When these so noble benefits shall prove |
| 46204 | Not well dispos'd, the mind growing once c... |
| 46205 | They turn to vicious forms, ten times more... |
| 46206 | Than ever they were fair. This man so comp... |
| 46207 | Who was enroll'd 'mongst wonders, and when... |
| 46208 | Almost with ravish'd list'ning, could not ... |
| 46209 | His hour of speech a minute-he, my lady, |
| 46210 | Hath into monstrous habits put the graces |
| 46211 | That once were his, and is become as black |
| 46212 | As if besmear'd in hell. Sit by us; you sh... |
| 46213 | This was his gentleman in trust-of him |
| 46214 | Things to strike honour sad. Bid him recount |
| 46215 | The fore-recited practices, whereof |
| 46216 | We cannot feel too little, hear too much. |
| 46217 | WOLSEY. Stand forth, and with bold spirit re... |
| 46218 | Most like a careful subject, have collected |
| 46219 | Out of the Duke of Buckingham. |
| 46220 | KING. Speak freely. |
| 46221 | SURVEYOR. First, it was usual with him-every... |
| 46222 | It would infect his speech-that if the King |
| 46223 | Should without issue die, he'll carry it so |
| 46224 | To make the sceptre his. These very words |
| 46225 | I've heard him utter to his son-in-law, |
| 46226 | Lord Aberga'ny, to whom by oath he menac'd |
| 46227 | Revenge upon the Cardinal. |
| 46228 | WOLSEY. Please your Highness, note |
| 46229 | This dangerous conception in this point: |
| 46230 | Not friended by his wish, to your high person |
| 46231 | His will is most malignant, and it stretches |
| 46232 | Beyond you to your friends. |
| 46233 | QUEEN KATHARINE. My learn'd Lord Cardinal, |
| 46234 | Deliver all with charity. |
| 46235 | KING. Speak on. |
| 46236 | How grounded he his title to the crown |
| 46237 | Upon our fail? To this point hast thou hea... |
| 46238 | At any time speak aught? |
| 46239 | SURVEYOR. He was brought to this |
| 46240 | By a vain prophecy of Nicholas Henton. |
| 46241 | KING. What was that Henton? |
| 46242 | SURVEYOR. Sir, a Chartreux friar, |
| 46243 | His confessor, who fed him every minute |
| 46244 | With words of sovereignty. |
| 46245 | KING. How know'st thou this? |
| 46246 | SURVEYOR. Not long before your Highness sped... |
| 46247 | The Duke being at the Rose, within the parish |
| 46248 | Saint Lawrence Poultney, did of me demand |
| 46249 | What was the speech among the Londoners |
| 46250 | Concerning the French journey. I replied |
| 46251 | Men fear'd the French would prove perfidious, |
| 46252 | To the King's danger. Presently the Duke |
| 46253 | Said 'twas the fear indeed and that he dou... |
| 46254 | 'Twould prove the verity of certain words |
| 46255 | Spoke by a holy monk 'that oft' says he |
| 46256 | 'Hath sent to me, wishing me to permit |
| 46257 | John de la Car, my chaplain, a choice hour |
| 46258 | To hear from him a matter of some moment; |
| 46259 | Whom after under the confession's seal |
| 46260 | He solemnly had sworn that what he spoke |
| 46261 | My chaplain to no creature living but |
| 46262 | To me should utter, with demure confidence |
| 46263 | This pausingly ensu'd: "Neither the King n... |
| 46264 | Tell you the Duke, shall prosper; bid him ... |
| 46265 | To gain the love o' th' commonalty; the Duke |
| 46266 | Shall govern England."' |
| 46267 | QUEEN KATHARINE. If I know you well, |
| 46268 | You were the Duke's surveyor, and lost you... |
| 46269 | On the complaint o' th' tenants. Take good... |
| 46270 | You charge not in your spleen a noble person |
| 46271 | And spoil your nobler soul. I say, take heed; |
| 46272 | Yes, heartily beseech you. |
| 46273 | KING. Let him on. |
| 46274 | Go forward. |
| 46275 | SURVEYOR. On my soul, I'll speak but truth. |
| 46276 | I told my lord the Duke, by th' devil's il... |
| 46277 | The monk might be deceiv'd, and that 'twas... |
| 46278 | for him |
| 46279 | To ruminate on this so far, until |
| 46280 | It forg'd him some design, which, being be... |
| 46281 | It was much like to do. He answer'd 'Tush, |
| 46282 | It can do me no damage'; adding further |
| 46283 | That, had the King in his last sickness fa... |
| 46284 | The Cardinal's and Sir Thomas Lovell's heads |
| 46285 | Should have gone off. |
| 46286 | KING. Ha! what, so rank? Ah ha! |
| 46287 | There's mischief in this man. Canst thou s... |
| 46288 | SURVEYOR. I can, my liege. |
| 46289 | KING. Proceed. |
| 46290 | SURVEYOR. Being at Greenwich, |
| 46291 | After your Highness had reprov'd the Duke |
| 46292 | About Sir William Bulmer- |
| 46293 | KING. I remember |
| 46294 | Of such a time: being my sworn servant, |
| 46295 | The Duke retain'd him his. But on: what he... |
| 46296 | SURVEYOR. 'If' quoth he 'I for this had been... |
| 46297 | As to the Tower I thought-I would have play'd |
| 46298 | The part my father meant to act upon |
| 46299 | Th' usurper Richard; who, being at Salisbury, |
| 46300 | Made suit to come in's presence, which if ... |
| 46301 | As he made semblance of his duty, would |
| 46302 | Have put his knife into him.' |
| 46303 | KING. A giant traitor! |
| 46304 | WOLSEY. Now, madam, may his Highness live in... |
| 46305 | And this man out of prison? |
| 46306 | QUEEN KATHARINE. God mend all! |
| 46307 | KING. There's something more would out of th... |
| 46308 | SURVEYOR. After 'the Duke his father' with t... |
| 46309 | He stretch'd him, and, with one hand on hi... |
| 46310 | Another spread on's breast, mounting his e... |
| 46311 | He did discharge a horrible oath, whose te... |
| 46312 | Was, were he evil us'd, he would outgo |
| 46313 | His father by as much as a performance |
| 46314 | Does an irresolute purpose. |
| 46315 | KING. There's his period, |
| 46316 | To sheath his knife in us. He is attach'd; |
| 46317 | Call him to present trial. If he may |
| 46318 | Find mercy in the law, 'tis his; if none, |
| 46319 | Let him not seek't of us. By day and night! |
| 46320 | He's traitor to th' height. ... |
| 46321 | ACT I. SCENE 3. |
| 46322 | London. The palace |
| 46323 | Enter the LORD CHAMBERLAIN and LORD SANDYS |
| 46324 | CHAMBERLAIN. Is't possible the spells of Fra... |
| 46325 | Men into such strange mysteries? |
| 46326 | SANDYS. New customs, |
| 46327 | Though they be never so ridiculous, |
| 46328 | Nay, let 'em be unmanly, yet are follow'd. |
| 46329 | CHAMBERLAIN. As far as I see, all the good o... |
| 46330 | Have got by the late voyage is but merely |
| 46331 | A fit or two o' th' face; but they are shr... |
| 46332 | For when they hold 'em, you would swear di... |
| 46333 | Their very noses had been counsellors |
| 46334 | To Pepin or Clotharius, they keep state so. |
| 46335 | SANDYS. They have all new legs, and lame one... |
| 46336 | That never saw 'em pace before, the spavin |
| 46337 | Or springhalt reign'd among 'em. |
| 46338 | CHAMBERLAIN. Death! my lord, |
| 46339 | Their clothes are after such a pagan cut t... |
| 46340 | That sure th' have worn out Christendom. |
| 46341 | Enter SIR THOMAS LOVELL |
| 46342 | How now? |
| 46343 | What news, Sir Thomas Lovell? |
| 46344 | LOVELL. Faith, my lord, |
| 46345 | I hear of none but the new proclamation |
| 46346 | That's clapp'd upon the court gate. |
| 46347 | CHAMBERLAIN. What is't for? |
| 46348 | LOVELL. The reformation of our travell'd gal... |
| 46349 | That fill the court with quarrels, talk, a... |
| 46350 | CHAMBERLAIN. I am glad 'tis there. Now I wou... |
| 46351 | To think an English courtier may be wise, |
| 46352 | And never see the Louvre. |
| 46353 | LOVELL. They must either, |
| 46354 | For so run the conditions, leave those rem... |
| 46355 | Of fool and feather that they got in France, |
| 46356 | With all their honourable points of ignorance |
| 46357 | Pertaining thereunto-as fights and firewor... |
| 46358 | Abusing better men than they can be, |
| 46359 | Out of a foreign wisdom-renouncing clean |
| 46360 | The faith they have in tennis, and tall st... |
| 46361 | Short blist'red breeches, and those types ... |
| 46362 | And understand again like honest men, |
| 46363 | Or pack to their old playfellows. There, I... |
| 46364 | They may, cum privilegio, wear away |
| 46365 | The lag end of their lewdness and be laugh... |
| 46366 | SANDYS. 'Tis time to give 'em physic, their ... |
| 46367 | Are grown so catching. |
| 46368 | CHAMBERLAIN. What a loss our ladies |
| 46369 | Will have of these trim vanities! |
| 46370 | LOVELL. Ay, marry, |
| 46371 | There will be woe indeed, lords: the sly w... |
| 46372 | Have got a speeding trick to lay down ladies. |
| 46373 | A French song and a fiddle has no fellow. |
| 46374 | SANDYS. The devil fiddle 'em! I am glad they... |
| 46375 | For sure there's no converting 'em. Now |
| 46376 | An honest country lord, as I am, beaten |
| 46377 | A long time out of play, may bring his pla... |
| 46378 | And have an hour of hearing; and, by'r Lady, |
| 46379 | Held current music too. |
| 46380 | CHAMBERLAIN. Well said, Lord Sandys; |
| 46381 | Your colt's tooth is not cast yet. |
| 46382 | SANDYS. No, my lord, |
| 46383 | Nor shall not while I have a stamp. |
| 46384 | CHAMBERLAIN. Sir Thomas, |
| 46385 | Whither were you a-going? |
| 46386 | LOVELL. To the Cardinal's; |
| 46387 | Your lordship is a guest too. |
| 46388 | CHAMBERLAIN. O, 'tis true; |
| 46389 | This night he makes a supper, and a great ... |
| 46390 | To many lords and ladies; there will be |
| 46391 | The beauty of this kingdom, I'll assure you. |
| 46392 | LOVELL. That churchman bears a bounteous min... |
| 46393 | A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us; |
| 46394 | His dews fall everywhere. |
| 46395 | CHAMBERLAIN. No doubt he's noble; |
| 46396 | He had a black mouth that said other of him. |
| 46397 | SANDYS. He may, my lord; has wherewithal. In... |
| 46398 | Sparing would show a worse sin than ill do... |
| 46399 | Men of his way should be most liberal, |
| 46400 | They are set here for examples. |
| 46401 | CHAMBERLAIN. True, they are so; |
| 46402 | But few now give so great ones. My barge s... |
| 46403 | Your lordship shall along. Come, good Sir ... |
| 46404 | We shall be late else; which I would not be, |
| 46405 | For I was spoke to, with Sir Henry Guildford, |
| 46406 | This night to be comptrollers. |
| 46407 | SANDYS. I am your lordship's. ... |
| 46408 | ACT I. SCENE 4. |
| 46409 | London. The Presence Chamber in York Place |
| 46410 | Hautboys. A small table under a state for the ... |
| 46411 | a longer table for the guests. Then enter ANNE... |
| 46412 | and divers other LADIES and GENTLEMEN, as gues... |
| 46413 | at another door enter SIR HENRY GUILDFORD |
| 46414 | GUILDFORD. Ladies, a general welcome from hi... |
| 46415 | Salutes ye all; this night he dedicates |
| 46416 | To fair content and you. None here, he hopes, |
| 46417 | In all this noble bevy, has brought with her |
| 46418 | One care abroad; he would have all as merry |
| 46419 | As, first, good company, good wine, good w... |
| 46420 | Can make good people. |
| 46421 | Enter LORD CHAMBERLAIN, LORD SANDYS, an... |
| 46422 | THOMAS LOVELL |
| 46423 | O, my lord, y'are tardy, |
| 46424 | The very thought of this fair company |
| 46425 | Clapp'd wings to me. |
| 46426 | CHAMBERLAIN. You are young, Sir Harry Guildf... |
| 46427 | SANDYS. Sir Thomas Lovell, had the Cardinal |
| 46428 | But half my lay thoughts in him, some of t... |
| 46429 | Should find a running banquet ere they rested |
| 46430 | I think would better please 'em. By my life, |
| 46431 | They are a sweet society of fair ones. |
| 46432 | LOVELL. O that your lordship were but now co... |
| 46433 | To one or two of these! |
| 46434 | SANDYS. I would I were; |
| 46435 | They should find easy penance. |
| 46436 | LOVELL. Faith, how easy? |
| 46437 | SANDYS. As easy as a down bed would afford it. |
| 46438 | CHAMBERLAIN. Sweet ladies, will it please yo... |
| 46439 | Place you that side; I'll take the charge ... |
| 46440 | His Grace is ent'ring. Nay, you must not f... |
| 46441 | Two women plac'd together makes cold weather. |
| 46442 | My Lord Sandys, you are one will keep 'em ... |
| 46443 | Pray sit between these ladies. |
| 46444 | SANDYS. By my faith, |
| 46445 | And thank your lordship. By your leave, sw... |
| 46446 | [Seats himself between ANNE B... |
| 46447 | If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive... |
| 46448 | I had it from my father. |
| 46449 | ANNE. Was he mad, sir? |
| 46450 | SANDYS. O, very mad, exceeding mad, in love ... |
| 46451 | But he would bite none; just as I do now, |
| 46452 | He would kiss you twenty with a breath. ... |
| 46453 | CHAMBERLAIN. Well said, my lord. |
| 46454 | So, now y'are fairly seated. Gentlemen, |
| 46455 | The penance lies on you if these fair ladies |
| 46456 | Pass away frowning. |
| 46457 | SANDYS. For my little cure, |
| 46458 | Let me alone. |
| 46459 | Hautboys. Enter CARDINAL WOLSEY, atte... |
| 46460 | takes his state |
| 46461 | WOLSEY. Y'are welcome, my fair guests. That ... |
| 46462 | Or gentleman that is not freely merry |
| 46463 | Is not my friend. This, to confirm my welc... |
| 46464 | And to you all, good health! ... |
| 46465 | SANDYS. Your Grace is noble. |
| 46466 | Let me have such a bowl may hold my thanks |
| 46467 | And save me so much talking. |
| 46468 | WOLSEY. My Lord Sandys, |
| 46469 | I am beholding to you. Cheer your neighbours. |
| 46470 | Ladies, you are not merry. Gentlemen, |
| 46471 | Whose fault is this? |
| 46472 | SANDYS. The red wine first must rise |
| 46473 | In their fair cheeks, my lord; then we sha... |
| 46474 | Talk us to silence. |
| 46475 | ANNE. You are a merry gamester, |
| 46476 | My Lord Sandys. |
| 46477 | SANDYS. Yes, if I make my play. |
| 46478 | Here's to your ladyship; and pledge it, ma... |
| 46479 | For 'tis to such a thing- |
| 46480 | ANNE. You cannot show me. |
| 46481 | SANDYS. I told your Grace they would talk an... |
| 46482 | [Drum and trumpet... |
| 46483 | WOLSEY. What's that? |
| 46484 | CHAMBERLAIN. Look out there, some of ye. ... |
| 46485 | WOLSEY. What warlike voice, |
| 46486 | And to what end, is this? Nay, ladies, fea... |
| 46487 | By all the laws of war y'are privileg'd. |
| 46488 | Re-enter SERVANT |
| 46489 | CHAMBERLAIN. How now! what is't? |
| 46490 | SERVANT. A noble troop of strangers- |
| 46491 | For so they seem. Th' have left their barg... |
| 46492 | And hither make, as great ambassadors |
| 46493 | From foreign princes. |
| 46494 | WOLSEY. Good Lord Chamberlain, |
| 46495 | Go, give 'em welcome; you can speak the Fr... |
| 46496 | And pray receive 'em nobly and conduct 'em |
| 46497 | Into our presence, where this heaven of be... |
| 46498 | Shall shine at full upon them. Some attend... |
| 46499 | Exit CHAMBERLAIN attended. All r... |
| 46500 | You have now a broken banquet, but we'll m... |
| 46501 | A good digestion to you all; and once more |
| 46502 | I show'r a welcome on ye; welcome all. |
| 46503 | Hautboys. Enter the KING, and others, as... |
| 46504 | habited like shepherds, usher'd by the L... |
| 46505 | They pass directly before the CARDINAL, |
| 46506 | and gracefully salute him |
| 46507 | A noble company! What are their pleasures? |
| 46508 | CHAMBERLAIN. Because they speak no English, ... |
| 46509 | To tell your Grace, that, having heard by ... |
| 46510 | Of this so noble and so fair assembly |
| 46511 | This night to meet here, they could do no ... |
| 46512 | Out of the great respect they bear to beauty, |
| 46513 | But leave their flocks and, under your fai... |
| 46514 | Crave leave to view these ladies and entreat |
| 46515 | An hour of revels with 'em. |
| 46516 | WOLSEY. Say, Lord Chamberlain, |
| 46517 | They have done my poor house grace; for wh... |
| 46518 | A thousand thanks, and pray 'em take their... |
| 46519 | [They choose ladies. The KI... |
| 46520 | KING. The fairest hand I ever touch'd! O bea... |
| 46521 | Till now I never knew thee! ... |
| 46522 | WOLSEY. My lord! |
| 46523 | CHAMBERLAIN. Your Grace? |
| 46524 | WOLSEY. Pray tell 'em thus much from me: |
| 46525 | There should be one amongst 'em, by his pe... |
| 46526 | More worthy this place than myself; to whom, |
| 46527 | If I but knew him, with my love and duty |
| 46528 | I would surrender it. |
| 46529 | CHAMBERLAIN. I will, my lord. |
| 46530 | [He w... |
| 46531 | WOLSEY. What say they? |
| 46532 | CHAMBERLAIN. Such a one, they all confess, |
| 46533 | There is indeed; which they would have you... |
| 46534 | Find out, and he will take it. |
| 46535 | WOLSEY. Let me see, then. ... |
| 46536 | By all your good leaves, gentlemen, here I... |
| 46537 | My royal choice. |
| 46538 | KING. [Unmasking] Ye have found him, Cardi... |
| 46539 | You hold a fair assembly; you do well, lord. |
| 46540 | You are a churchman, or, I'll tell you, Ca... |
| 46541 | I should judge now unhappily. |
| 46542 | WOLSEY. I am glad |
| 46543 | Your Grace is grown so pleasant. |
| 46544 | KING. My Lord Chamberlain, |
| 46545 | Prithee come hither: what fair lady's that? |
| 46546 | CHAMBERLAIN. An't please your Grace, Sir Tho... |
| 46547 | daughter- |
| 46548 | The Viscount Rochford-one of her Highness'... |
| 46549 | KING. By heaven, she is a dainty one. Sweet ... |
| 46550 | I were unmannerly to take you out |
| 46551 | And not to kiss you. A health, gentlemen! |
| 46552 | Let it go round. |
| 46553 | WOLSEY. Sir Thomas Lovell, is the banquet ready |
| 46554 | I' th' privy chamber? |
| 46555 | LOVELL. Yes, my lord. |
| 46556 | WOLSEY. Your Grace, |
| 46557 | I fear, with dancing is a little heated. |
| 46558 | KING. I fear, too much. |
| 46559 | WOLSEY. There's fresher air, my lord, |
| 46560 | In the next chamber. |
| 46561 | KING. Lead in your ladies, ev'ry one. Sweet ... |
| 46562 | I must not yet forsake you. Let's be merry: |
| 46563 | Good my Lord Cardinal, I have half a dozen... |
| 46564 | To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure |
| 46565 | To lead 'em once again; and then let's dream |
| 46566 | Who's best in favour. Let the music knock it. |
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| 46576 | ACT II. SCENE 1. |
| 46577 | Westminster. A street |
| 46578 | Enter two GENTLEMEN, at several doors |
| 46579 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Whither away so fast? |
| 46580 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. O, God save ye! |
| 46581 | Ev'n to the Hall, to hear what shall become |
| 46582 | Of the great Duke of Buckingham. |
| 46583 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. I'll save you |
| 46584 | That labour, sir. All's now done but the c... |
| 46585 | Of bringing back the prisoner. |
| 46586 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Were you there? |
| 46587 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Yes, indeed, was I. |
| 46588 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Pray, speak what has happe... |
| 46589 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. You may guess quickly what. |
| 46590 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Is he found guilty? |
| 46591 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Yes, truly is he, and conde... |
| 46592 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. I am sorry for't. |
| 46593 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. So are a number more. |
| 46594 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. But, pray, how pass'd it? |
| 46595 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. I'll tell you in a little. ... |
| 46596 | Came to the bar; where to his accusations |
| 46597 | He pleaded still not guilty, and alleged |
| 46598 | Many sharp reasons to defeat the law. |
| 46599 | The King's attorney, on the contrary, |
| 46600 | Urg'd on the examinations, proofs, confess... |
| 46601 | Of divers witnesses; which the Duke desir'd |
| 46602 | To have brought, viva voce, to his face; |
| 46603 | At which appear'd against him his surveyor, |
| 46604 | Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor, and John ... |
| 46605 | Confessor to him, with that devil-monk, |
| 46606 | Hopkins, that made this mischief. |
| 46607 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. That was he |
| 46608 | That fed him with his prophecies? |
| 46609 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. The same. |
| 46610 | All these accus'd him strongly, which he fain |
| 46611 | Would have flung from him; but indeed he c... |
| 46612 | And so his peers, upon this evidence, |
| 46613 | Have found him guilty of high treason. Much |
| 46614 | He spoke, and learnedly, for life; but all |
| 46615 | Was either pitied in him or forgotten. |
| 46616 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. After all this, how did he... |
| 46617 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. When he was brought again t... |
| 46618 | His knell rung out, his judgment, he was s... |
| 46619 | With such an agony he sweat extremely, |
| 46620 | And something spoke in choler, ill and hasty; |
| 46621 | But he fell to himself again, and sweetly |
| 46622 | In all the rest show'd a most noble patience. |
| 46623 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. I do not think he fears de... |
| 46624 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Sure, he does not; |
| 46625 | He never was so womanish; the cause |
| 46626 | He may a little grieve at. |
| 46627 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Certainly |
| 46628 | The Cardinal is the end of this. |
| 46629 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. 'Tis likely, |
| 46630 | By all conjectures: first, Kildare's attai... |
| 46631 | Then deputy of Ireland, who remov'd, |
| 46632 | Earl Surrey was sent thither, and in haste... |
| 46633 | Lest he should help his father. |
| 46634 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. That trick of state |
| 46635 | Was a deep envious one. |
| 46636 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. At his return |
| 46637 | No doubt he will requite it. This is noted, |
| 46638 | And generally: whoever the King favours |
| 46639 | The Cardinal instantly will find employment, |
| 46640 | And far enough from court too. |
| 46641 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. All the commons |
| 46642 | Hate him perniciously, and, o' my conscience, |
| 46643 | Wish him ten fathom deep: this Duke as much |
| 46644 | They love and dote on; call him bounteous ... |
| 46645 | The mirror of all courtesy- |
| 46646 | Enter BUCKINGHAM from his arraignment, t... |
| 46647 | before him; the axe with the edge toward... |
| 46648 | on each side; accompanied with SIR THOMAS |
| 46649 | LOVELL, SIR NICHOLAS VAUX, SIR WILLIAM S... |
| 46650 | and common people, etc. |
| 46651 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Stay there, sir, |
| 46652 | And see the noble ruin'd man you speak of. |
| 46653 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Let's stand close, and beh... |
| 46654 | BUCKINGHAM. All good people, |
| 46655 | You that thus far have come to pity me, |
| 46656 | Hear what I say, and then go home and lose... |
| 46657 | I have this day receiv'd a traitor's judgm... |
| 46658 | And by that name must die; yet, heaven bea... |
| 46659 | And if I have a conscience, let it sink me |
| 46660 | Even as the axe falls, if I be not faithful! |
| 46661 | The law I bear no malice for my death: |
| 46662 | 'T has done, upon the premises, but justice. |
| 46663 | But those that sought it I could wish more... |
| 46664 | Be what they will, I heartily forgive 'em; |
| 46665 | Yet let 'em look they glory not in mischief |
| 46666 | Nor build their evils on the graves of gre... |
| 46667 | For then my guiltless blood must cry again... |
| 46668 | For further life in this world I ne'er hope |
| 46669 | Nor will I sue, although the King have mer... |
| 46670 | More than I dare make faults. You few that... |
| 46671 | And dare be bold to weep for Buckingham, |
| 46672 | His noble friends and fellows, whom to lea... |
| 46673 | Is only bitter to him, only dying, |
| 46674 | Go with me like good angels to my end; |
| 46675 | And as the long divorce of steel falls on me |
| 46676 | Make of your prayers one sweet sacrifice, |
| 46677 | And lift my soul to heaven. Lead on, a God... |
| 46678 | LOVELL. I do beseech your Grace, for charity, |
| 46679 | If ever any malice in your heart |
| 46680 | Were hid against me, now to forgive me fra... |
| 46681 | BUCKINGHAM. Sir Thomas Lovell, I as free for... |
| 46682 | As I would be forgiven. I forgive all. |
| 46683 | There cannot be those numberless offences |
| 46684 | 'Gainst me that I cannot take peace with. ... |
| 46685 | Shall mark my grave. Commend me to his Grace; |
| 46686 | And if he speak of Buckingham, pray tell him |
| 46687 | You met him half in heaven. My vows and pr... |
| 46688 | Yet are the King's, and, till my soul fors... |
| 46689 | Shall cry for blessings on him. May he live |
| 46690 | Longer than I have time to tell his years; |
| 46691 | Ever belov'd and loving may his rule be; |
| 46692 | And when old time Shall lead him to his en... |
| 46693 | Goodness and he fill up one monument! |
| 46694 | LOVELL. To th' water side I must conduct you... |
| 46695 | Then give my charge up to Sir Nicholas Vaux, |
| 46696 | Who undertakes you to your end. |
| 46697 | VAUX. Prepare there; |
| 46698 | The Duke is coming; see the barge be ready; |
| 46699 | And fit it with such furniture as suits |
| 46700 | The greatness of his person. |
| 46701 | BUCKINGHAM. Nay, Sir Nicholas, |
| 46702 | Let it alone; my state now will but mock me. |
| 46703 | When I came hither I was Lord High Constable |
| 46704 | And Duke of Buckingham; now, poor Edward B... |
| 46705 | Yet I am richer than my base accusers |
| 46706 | That never knew what truth meant; I now se... |
| 46707 | And with that blood will make 'em one day ... |
| 46708 | My noble father, Henry of Buckingham, |
| 46709 | Who first rais'd head against usurping Ric... |
| 46710 | Flying for succour to his servant Banister, |
| 46711 | Being distress'd, was by that wretch betray'd |
| 46712 | And without trial fell; God's peace be wit... |
| 46713 | Henry the Seventh succeeding, truly pitying |
| 46714 | My father's loss, like a most royal prince, |
| 46715 | Restor'd me to my honours, and out of ruins |
| 46716 | Made my name once more noble. Now his son, |
| 46717 | Henry the Eighth, life, honour, name, and all |
| 46718 | That made me happy, at one stroke has taken |
| 46719 | For ever from the world. I had my trial, |
| 46720 | And must needs say a noble one; which make... |
| 46721 | A little happier than my wretched father; |
| 46722 | Yet thus far we are one in fortunes: both |
| 46723 | Fell by our servants, by those men we lov'... |
| 46724 | A most unnatural and faithless service. |
| 46725 | Heaven has an end in all. Yet, you that he... |
| 46726 | This from a dying man receive as certain: |
| 46727 | Where you are liberal of your loves and co... |
| 46728 | Be sure you be not loose; for those you ma... |
| 46729 | And give your hearts to, when they once pe... |
| 46730 | The least rub in your fortunes, fall away |
| 46731 | Like water from ye, never found again |
| 46732 | But where they mean to sink ye. All good p... |
| 46733 | Pray for me! I must now forsake ye; the la... |
| 46734 | Of my long weary life is come upon me. |
| 46735 | Farewell; |
| 46736 | And when you would say something that is sad, |
| 46737 | Speak how I fell. I have done; and God for... |
| 46738 | Exeu... |
| 46739 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. O, this is full of pity! Si... |
| 46740 | I fear, too many curses on their heads |
| 46741 | That were the authors. |
| 46742 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. If the Duke be guiltless, |
| 46743 | 'Tis full of woe; yet I can give you inkling |
| 46744 | Of an ensuing evil, if it fall, |
| 46745 | Greater than this. |
| 46746 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Good angels keep it from us! |
| 46747 | What may it be? You do not doubt my faith,... |
| 46748 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. This secret is so weighty,... |
| 46749 | A strong faith to conceal it. |
| 46750 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Let me have it; |
| 46751 | I do not talk much. |
| 46752 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. I am confident. |
| 46753 | You shall, sir. Did you not of late days hear |
| 46754 | A buzzing of a separation |
| 46755 | Between the King and Katharine? |
| 46756 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Yes, but it held not; |
| 46757 | For when the King once heard it, out of anger |
| 46758 | He sent command to the Lord Mayor straight |
| 46759 | To stop the rumour and allay those tongues |
| 46760 | That durst disperse it. |
| 46761 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. But that slander, sir, |
| 46762 | Is found a truth now; for it grows again |
| 46763 | Fresher than e'er it was, and held for cer... |
| 46764 | The King will venture at it. Either the Ca... |
| 46765 | Or some about him near have, out of malice |
| 46766 | To the good Queen, possess'd him with a sc... |
| 46767 | That will undo her. To confirm this too, |
| 46768 | Cardinal Campeius is arriv'd and lately; |
| 46769 | As all think, for this business. |
| 46770 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. 'Tis the Cardinal; |
| 46771 | And merely to revenge him on the Emperor |
| 46772 | For not bestowing on him at his asking |
| 46773 | The archbishopric of Toledo, this is purpo... |
| 46774 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. I think you have hit the m... |
| 46775 | not cruel |
| 46776 | That she should feel the smart of this? Th... |
| 46777 | Will have his will, and she must fall. |
| 46778 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. 'Tis woeful. |
| 46779 | We are too open here to argue this; |
| 46780 | Let's think in private more. ... |
| 46781 | ACT II. SCENE 2. |
| 46782 | London. The palace |
| 46783 | Enter the LORD CHAMBERLAIN reading this letter |
| 46784 | CHAMBERLAIN. 'My lord, |
| 46785 | 'The horses your lordship sent for, with a... |
| 46786 | had, I saw well chosen, ridden, and furnis... |
| 46787 | young and handsome, and of the best breed ... |
| 46788 | When they were ready to set out for London... |
| 46789 | my Lord Cardinal's, by commission, and mai... |
| 46790 | 'em from me, with this reason: his master ... |
| 46791 | before a subject, if not before the King; ... |
| 46792 | our mouths, sir.' |
| 46793 | I fear he will indeed. Well, let him have ... |
| 46794 | He will have all, I think. |
| 46795 | Enter to the LORD CHAMBERLAIN the DUKES OF... |
| 46796 | NORFOLK. Well met, my Lord Chamberlain. |
| 46797 | CHAMBERLAIN. Good day to both your Graces. |
| 46798 | SUFFOLK. How is the King employ'd? |
| 46799 | CHAMBERLAIN. I left him private, |
| 46800 | Full of sad thoughts and troubles. |
| 46801 | NORFOLK. What's the cause? |
| 46802 | CHAMBERLAIN. It seems the marriage with his ... |
| 46803 | Has crept too near his conscience. |
| 46804 | SUFFOLK. No, his conscience |
| 46805 | Has crept too near another lady. |
| 46806 | NORFOLK. 'Tis so; |
| 46807 | This is the Cardinal's doing; the King-Car... |
| 46808 | That blind priest, like the eldest son of ... |
| 46809 | Turns what he list. The King will know him... |
| 46810 | SUFFOLK. Pray God he do! He'll never know hi... |
| 46811 | NORFOLK. How holily he works in all his busi... |
| 46812 | And with what zeal! For, now he has crack'... |
| 46813 | Between us and the Emperor, the Queen's gr... |
| 46814 | He dives into the King's soul and there sc... |
| 46815 | Dangers, doubts, wringing of the conscience, |
| 46816 | Fears, and despairs-and all these for his ... |
| 46817 | And out of all these to restore the King, |
| 46818 | He counsels a divorce, a loss of her |
| 46819 | That like a jewel has hung twenty years |
| 46820 | About his neck, yet never lost her lustre; |
| 46821 | Of her that loves him with that excellence |
| 46822 | That angels love good men with; even of her |
| 46823 | That, when the greatest stroke of fortune ... |
| 46824 | Will bless the King-and is not this course... |
| 46825 | CHAMBERLAIN. Heaven keep me from such counse... |
| 46826 | These news are everywhere; every tongue sp... |
| 46827 | And every true heart weeps for 't. All tha... |
| 46828 | Look into these affairs see this main end- |
| 46829 | The French King's sister. Heaven will one ... |
| 46830 | The King's eyes, that so long have slept upon |
| 46831 | This bold bad man. |
| 46832 | SUFFOLK. And free us from his slavery. |
| 46833 | NORFOLK. We had need pray, and heartily, for... |
| 46834 | Or this imperious man will work us an |
| 46835 | From princes into pages. All men's honours |
| 46836 | Lie like one lump before him, to be fashio... |
| 46837 | Into what pitch he please. |
| 46838 | SUFFOLK. For me, my lords, |
| 46839 | I love him not, nor fear him-there's my cr... |
| 46840 | As I am made without him, so I'll stand, |
| 46841 | If the King please; his curses and his ble... |
| 46842 | Touch me alike; th' are breath I not belie... |
| 46843 | I knew him, and I know him; so I leave him |
| 46844 | To him that made him proud-the Pope. |
| 46845 | NORFOLK. Let's in; |
| 46846 | And with some other business put the King |
| 46847 | From these sad thoughts that work too much... |
| 46848 | My lord, you'll bear us company? |
| 46849 | CHAMBERLAIN. Excuse me, |
| 46850 | The King has sent me otherwhere; besides, |
| 46851 | You'll find a most unfit time to disturb him. |
| 46852 | Health to your lordships! |
| 46853 | NORFOLK. Thanks, my good Lord Chamberlain. |
| 46854 | Exit LORD CHAMBERL... |
| 46855 | the curtain and... |
| 46856 | SUFFOLK. How sad he looks; sure, he is much ... |
| 46857 | KING. Who's there, ha? |
| 46858 | NORFOLK. Pray God he be not angry. |
| 46859 | KING HENRY. Who's there, I say? How dare you... |
| 46860 | Into my private meditations? |
| 46861 | Who am I, ha? |
| 46862 | NORFOLK. A gracious king that pardons all of... |
| 46863 | Malice ne'er meant. Our breach of duty thi... |
| 46864 | Is business of estate, in which we come |
| 46865 | To know your royal pleasure. |
| 46866 | KING. Ye are too bold. |
| 46867 | Go to; I'll make ye know your times of bus... |
| 46868 | Is this an hour for temporal affairs, ha? |
| 46869 | Enter WOLSEY and CAMPEIUS with a commission |
| 46870 | Who's there? My good Lord Cardinal? O my W... |
| 46871 | The quiet of my wounded conscience, |
| 46872 | Thou art a cure fit for a King. [To CAMPE... |
| 46873 | welcome, |
| 46874 | Most learned reverend sir, into our kingdo... |
| 46875 | Use us and it. [To WOLSEY] My good lord,... |
| 46876 | I be not found a talker. |
| 46877 | WOLSEY. Sir, you cannot. |
| 46878 | I would your Grace would give us but an hour |
| 46879 | Of private conference. |
| 46880 | KING. [To NORFOLK and SUFFOLK] We are busy... |
| 46881 | NORFOLK. [Aside to SUFFOLK] This priest ha... |
| 46882 | SUFFOLK. [Aside to NORFOLK] Not to speak of! |
| 46883 | I would not be so sick though for his place. |
| 46884 | But this cannot continue. |
| 46885 | NORFOLK. [Aside to SUFFOLK] If it do, |
| 46886 | I'll venture one have-at-him. |
| 46887 | SUFFOLK. [Aside to NORFOLK] I another. |
| 46888 | Exe... |
| 46889 | WOLSEY. Your Grace has given a precedent of ... |
| 46890 | Above all princes, in committing freely |
| 46891 | Your scruple to the voice of Christendom. |
| 46892 | Who can be angry now? What envy reach you? |
| 46893 | The Spaniard, tied by blood and favour to ... |
| 46894 | Must now confess, if they have any goodnes... |
| 46895 | The trial just and noble. All the clerks, |
| 46896 | I mean the learned ones, in Christian king... |
| 46897 | Have their free voices. Rome the nurse of ... |
| 46898 | Invited by your noble self, hath sent |
| 46899 | One general tongue unto us, this good man, |
| 46900 | This just and learned priest, Cardinal Cam... |
| 46901 | Whom once more I present unto your Highness. |
| 46902 | KING. And once more in mine arms I bid him w... |
| 46903 | And thank the holy conclave for their loves. |
| 46904 | They have sent me such a man I would have ... |
| 46905 | CAMPEIUS. Your Grace must needs deserve an s... |
| 46906 | You are so noble. To your Highness' hand |
| 46907 | I tender my commission; by whose virtue- |
| 46908 | The court of Rome commanding-you, my Lord |
| 46909 | Cardinal of York, are join'd with me their... |
| 46910 | In the unpartial judging of this business. |
| 46911 | KING. Two equal men. The Queen shall be acqu... |
| 46912 | Forthwith for what you come. Where's Gardi... |
| 46913 | WOLSEY. I know your Majesty has always lov'd... |
| 46914 | So dear in heart not to deny her that |
| 46915 | A woman of less place might ask by law- |
| 46916 | Scholars allow'd freely to argue for her. |
| 46917 | KING. Ay, and the best she shall have; and m... |
| 46918 | To him that does best. God forbid else. Ca... |
| 46919 | Prithee call Gardiner to me, my new secret... |
| 46920 | I find him a fit fellow. ... |
| 46921 | Re-enter WOLSEY with GARDINER |
| 46922 | WOLSEY. [Aside to GARDINER] Give me your h... |
| 46923 | joy and favour to you; |
| 46924 | You are the King's now. |
| 46925 | GARDINER. [Aside to WOLSEY] But to be comm... |
| 46926 | For ever by your Grace, whose hand has rai... |
| 46927 | KING. Come hither, Gardiner. ... |
| 46928 | CAMPEIUS. My Lord of York, was not one Docto... |
| 46929 | In this man's place before him? |
| 46930 | WOLSEY. Yes, he was. |
| 46931 | CAMPEIUS. Was he not held a learned man? |
| 46932 | WOLSEY. Yes, surely. |
| 46933 | CAMPEIUS. Believe me, there's an ill opinion... |
| 46934 | Even of yourself, Lord Cardinal. |
| 46935 | WOLSEY. How! Of me? |
| 46936 | CAMPEIUS. They will not stick to say you env... |
| 46937 | And, fearing he would rise, he was so virt... |
| 46938 | Kept him a foreign man still; which so gri... |
| 46939 | That he ran mad and died. |
| 46940 | WOLSEY. Heav'n's peace be with him! |
| 46941 | That's Christian care enough. For living m... |
| 46942 | There's places of rebuke. He was a fool, |
| 46943 | For he would needs be virtuous: that good ... |
| 46944 | If I command him, follows my appointment. |
| 46945 | I will have none so near else. Learn this,... |
| 46946 | We live not to be grip'd by meaner persons. |
| 46947 | KING. Deliver this with modesty to th' Queen. |
| 46948 | ... |
| 46949 | The most convenient place that I can think of |
| 46950 | For such receipt of learning is Blackfriars; |
| 46951 | There ye shall meet about this weighty bus... |
| 46952 | My Wolsey, see it furnish'd. O, my lord, |
| 46953 | Would it not grieve an able man to leave |
| 46954 | So sweet a bedfellow? But, conscience, con... |
| 46955 | O, 'tis a tender place! and I must leave h... |
| 46956 | ACT II. SCENE 3. |
| 46957 | London. The palace |
| 46958 | Enter ANNE BULLEN and an OLD LADY |
| 46959 | ANNE. Not for that neither. Here's the pang ... |
| 46960 | His Highness having liv'd so long with her... |
| 46961 | So good a lady that no tongue could ever |
| 46962 | Pronounce dishonour of her-by my life, |
| 46963 | She never knew harm-doing-O, now, after |
| 46964 | So many courses of the sun enthroned, |
| 46965 | Still growing in a majesty and pomp, the w... |
| 46966 | To leave a thousand-fold more bitter than |
| 46967 | 'Tis sweet at first t' acquire-after this ... |
| 46968 | To give her the avaunt, it is a pity |
| 46969 | Would move a monster. |
| 46970 | OLD LADY. Hearts of most hard temper |
| 46971 | Melt and lament for her. |
| 46972 | ANNE. O, God's will! much better |
| 46973 | She ne'er had known pomp; though't be temp... |
| 46974 | Yet, if that quarrel, fortune, do divorce |
| 46975 | It from the bearer, 'tis a sufferance panging |
| 46976 | As soul and body's severing. |
| 46977 | OLD LADY. Alas, poor lady! |
| 46978 | She's a stranger now again. |
| 46979 | ANNE. So much the more |
| 46980 | Must pity drop upon her. Verily, |
| 46981 | I swear 'tis better to be lowly born |
| 46982 | And range with humble livers in content |
| 46983 | Than to be perk'd up in a glist'ring grief |
| 46984 | And wear a golden sorrow. |
| 46985 | OLD LADY. Our content |
| 46986 | Is our best having. |
| 46987 | ANNE. By my troth and maidenhead, |
| 46988 | I would not be a queen. |
| 46989 | OLD LADY. Beshrew me, I would, |
| 46990 | And venture maidenhead for 't; and so woul... |
| 46991 | For all this spice of your hypocrisy. |
| 46992 | You that have so fair parts of woman on you |
| 46993 | Have too a woman's heart, which ever yet |
| 46994 | Affected eminence, wealth, sovereignty; |
| 46995 | Which, to say sooth, are blessings; and wh... |
| 46996 | Saving your mincing, the capacity |
| 46997 | Of your soft cheveril conscience would rec... |
| 46998 | If you might please to stretch it. |
| 46999 | ANNE. Nay, good troth. |
| 47000 | OLD LADY. Yes, troth and troth. You would no... |
| 47001 | ANNE. No, not for all the riches under heaven. |
| 47002 | OLD LADY. 'Tis strange: a threepence bow'd w... |
| 47003 | Old as I am, to queen it. But, I pray you, |
| 47004 | What think you of a duchess? Have you limbs |
| 47005 | To bear that load of title? |
| 47006 | ANNE. No, in truth. |
| 47007 | OLD LADY. Then you are weakly made. Pluck of... |
| 47008 | I would not be a young count in your way |
| 47009 | For more than blushing comes to. If your back |
| 47010 | Cannot vouchsafe this burden, 'tis too weak |
| 47011 | Ever to get a boy. |
| 47012 | ANNE. How you do talk! |
| 47013 | I swear again I would not be a queen |
| 47014 | For all the world. |
| 47015 | OLD LADY. In faith, for little England |
| 47016 | You'd venture an emballing. I myself |
| 47017 | Would for Carnarvonshire, although there l... |
| 47018 | No more to th' crown but that. Lo, who com... |
| 47019 | Enter the LORD CHAMBERLAIN |
| 47020 | CHAMBERLAIN. Good morrow, ladies. What were'... |
| 47021 | The secret of your conference? |
| 47022 | ANNE. My good lord, |
| 47023 | Not your demand; it values not your asking. |
| 47024 | Our mistress' sorrows we were pitying. |
| 47025 | CHAMBERLAIN. It was a gentle business and be... |
| 47026 | The action of good women; there is hope |
| 47027 | All will be well. |
| 47028 | ANNE. Now, I pray God, amen! |
| 47029 | CHAMBERLAIN. You bear a gentle mind, and hea... |
| 47030 | Follow such creatures. That you may, fair ... |
| 47031 | Perceive I speak sincerely and high notes |
| 47032 | Ta'en of your many virtues, the King's Maj... |
| 47033 | Commends his good opinion of you to you, and |
| 47034 | Does purpose honour to you no less flowing |
| 47035 | Than Marchioness of Pembroke; to which tide |
| 47036 | A thousand pound a year, annual support, |
| 47037 | Out of his grace he adds. |
| 47038 | ANNE. I do not know |
| 47039 | What kind of my obedience I should tender; |
| 47040 | More than my all is nothing, nor my prayers |
| 47041 | Are not words duly hallowed, nor my wishes |
| 47042 | More worth than empty vanities; yet prayer... |
| 47043 | Are all I can return. Beseech your lordship, |
| 47044 | Vouchsafe to speak my thanks and my obedie... |
| 47045 | As from a blushing handmaid, to his Highness; |
| 47046 | Whose health and royalty I pray for. |
| 47047 | CHAMBERLAIN. Lady, |
| 47048 | I shall not fail t' approve the fair conceit |
| 47049 | The King hath of you. [Aside] I have per... |
| 47050 | Beauty and honour in her are so mingled |
| 47051 | That they have caught the King; and who kn... |
| 47052 | But from this lady may proceed a gem |
| 47053 | To lighten all this isle?-I'll to the King |
| 47054 | And say I spoke with you. |
| 47055 | ANNE. My honour'd lord! ... |
| 47056 | OLD LADY. Why, this it is: see, see! |
| 47057 | I have been begging sixteen years in court- |
| 47058 | Am yet a courtier beggarly-nor could |
| 47059 | Come pat betwixt too early and too late |
| 47060 | For any suit of pounds; and you, O fate! |
| 47061 | A very fresh-fish here-fie, fie, fie upon |
| 47062 | This compell'd fortune!-have your mouth fi... |
| 47063 | Before you open it. |
| 47064 | ANNE. This is strange to me. |
| 47065 | OLD LADY. How tastes it? Is it bitter? Forty... |
| 47066 | There was a lady once-'tis an old story- |
| 47067 | That would not be a queen, that would she ... |
| 47068 | For all the mud in Egypt. Have you heard it? |
| 47069 | ANNE. Come, you are pleasant. |
| 47070 | OLD LADY. With your theme I could |
| 47071 | O'ermount the lark. The Marchioness of Pem... |
| 47072 | A thousand pounds a year for pure respect! |
| 47073 | No other obligation! By my life, |
| 47074 | That promises moe thousands: honour's train |
| 47075 | Is longer than his foreskirt. By this time |
| 47076 | I know your back will bear a duchess. Say, |
| 47077 | Are you not stronger than you were? |
| 47078 | ANNE. Good lady, |
| 47079 | Make yourself mirth with your particular f... |
| 47080 | And leave me out on't. Would I had no being, |
| 47081 | If this salute my blood a jot; it faints me |
| 47082 | To think what follows. |
| 47083 | The Queen is comfortless, and we forgetful |
| 47084 | In our long absence. Pray, do not deliver |
| 47085 | What here y' have heard to her. |
| 47086 | OLD LADY. What do you think me? ... |
| 47087 | ACT II. SCENE 4. |
| 47088 | London. A hall in Blackfriars |
| 47089 | Trumpets, sennet, and cornets. Enter two VERGE... |
| 47090 | next them, two SCRIBES, in the habit of doctor... |
| 47091 | the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY alone; after him,... |
| 47092 | ROCHESTER, and SAINT ASAPH; next them, with so... |
| 47093 | follows a GENTLEMAN bearing the purse, with th... |
| 47094 | and a Cardinal's hat; then two PRIESTS, bearin... |
| 47095 | then a GENTLEMAN USHER bareheaded, accompanied... |
| 47096 | bearing a silver mace; then two GENTLEMEN bear... |
| 47097 | after them, side by side, the two CARDINALS, W... |
| 47098 | two NOBLEMEN with the sword and mace. Then ent... |
| 47099 | and their trains. The KING takes place under t... |
| 47100 | the two CARDINALS sit under him as judges. The... |
| 47101 | some distance from the KING. The BISHOPS place... |
| 47102 | of the court, in manner of consistory; below t... |
| 47103 | The LORDS sit next the BISHOPS. The rest of th... |
| 47104 | in convenient order about the stage |
| 47105 | WOLSEY. Whilst our commission from Rome is r... |
| 47106 | Let silence be commanded. |
| 47107 | KING. What's the need? |
| 47108 | It hath already publicly been read, |
| 47109 | And on all sides th' authority allow'd; |
| 47110 | You may then spare that time. |
| 47111 | WOLSEY. Be't so; proceed. |
| 47112 | SCRIBE. Say 'Henry King of England, come int... |
| 47113 | CRIER. Henry King of England, &c. |
| 47114 | KING. Here. |
| 47115 | SCRIBE. Say 'Katharine Queen of England, com... |
| 47116 | CRIER. Katharine Queen of England, &c. |
| 47117 | The QUEEN makes no answer, rises out of h... |
| 47118 | goes about the court, comes to the KING, ... |
| 47119 | at his feet; then speaks |
| 47120 | QUEEN KATHARINE. Sir, I desire you do me rig... |
| 47121 | And to bestow your pity on me; for |
| 47122 | I am a most poor woman and a stranger, |
| 47123 | Born out of your dominions, having here |
| 47124 | No judge indifferent, nor no more assurance |
| 47125 | Of equal friendship and proceeding. Alas, ... |
| 47126 | In what have I offended you? What cause |
| 47127 | Hath my behaviour given to your displeasure |
| 47128 | That thus you should proceed to put me of |
| 47129 | And take your good grace from me? Heaven w... |
| 47130 | I have been to you a true and humble wife, |
| 47131 | At all times to your will conformable, |
| 47132 | Ever in fear to kindle your dislike, |
| 47133 | Yea, subject to your countenance-glad or s... |
| 47134 | As I saw it inclin'd. When was the hour |
| 47135 | I ever contradicted your desire |
| 47136 | Or made it not mine too? Or which of your ... |
| 47137 | Have I not strove to love, although I knew |
| 47138 | He were mine enemy? What friend of mine |
| 47139 | That had to him deriv'd your anger did |
| 47140 | Continue in my liking? Nay, gave notice |
| 47141 | He was from thence discharg'd? Sir, call t... |
| 47142 | That I have been your wife in this obedience |
| 47143 | Upward of twenty years, and have been blest |
| 47144 | With many children by you. If, in the course |
| 47145 | And process of this time, you can report, |
| 47146 | And prove it too against mine honour, aught, |
| 47147 | My bond to wedlock or my love and duty, |
| 47148 | Against your sacred person, in God's name, |
| 47149 | Turn me away and let the foul'st contempt |
| 47150 | Shut door upon me, and so give me up |
| 47151 | To the sharp'st kind of justice. Please yo... |
| 47152 | The King, your father, was reputed for |
| 47153 | A prince most prudent, of an excellent |
| 47154 | And unmatch'd wit and judgment; Ferdinand, |
| 47155 | My father, King of Spain, was reckon'd one |
| 47156 | The wisest prince that there had reign'd b... |
| 47157 | A year before. It is not to be question'd |
| 47158 | That they had gather'd a wise council to them |
| 47159 | Of every realm, that did debate this busin... |
| 47160 | Who deem'd our marriage lawful. Wherefore ... |
| 47161 | Beseech you, sir, to spare me till I may |
| 47162 | Be by my friends in Spain advis'd, whose c... |
| 47163 | I will implore. If not, i' th' name of God, |
| 47164 | Your pleasure be fulfill'd! |
| 47165 | WOLSEY. You have here, lady, |
| 47166 | And of your choice, these reverend fathers... |
| 47167 | Of singular integrity and learning, |
| 47168 | Yea, the elect o' th' land, who are assembled |
| 47169 | To plead your cause. It shall be therefore... |
| 47170 | That longer you desire the court, as well |
| 47171 | For your own quiet as to rectify |
| 47172 | What is unsettled in the King. |
| 47173 | CAMPEIUS. His Grace |
| 47174 | Hath spoken well and justly; therefore, ma... |
| 47175 | It's fit this royal session do proceed |
| 47176 | And that, without delay, their arguments |
| 47177 | Be now produc'd and heard. |
| 47178 | QUEEN KATHARINE. Lord Cardinal, |
| 47179 | To you I speak. |
| 47180 | WOLSEY. Your pleasure, madam? |
| 47181 | QUEEN KATHARINE. Sir, |
| 47182 | I am about to weep; but, thinking that |
| 47183 | We are a queen, or long have dream'd so, c... |
| 47184 | The daughter of a king, my drops of tears |
| 47185 | I'll turn to sparks of fire. |
| 47186 | WOLSEY. Be patient yet. |
| 47187 | QUEEN KATHARINE. I Will, when you are humble... |
| 47188 | Or God will punish me. I do believe, |
| 47189 | Induc'd by potent circumstances, that |
| 47190 | You are mine enemy, and make my challenge |
| 47191 | You shall not be my judge; for it is you |
| 47192 | Have blown this coal betwixt my lord and me- |
| 47193 | Which God's dew quench! Therefore I say ag... |
| 47194 | I utterly abhor, yea, from my soul |
| 47195 | Refuse you for my judge, whom yet once more |
| 47196 | I hold my most malicious foe and think not |
| 47197 | At all a friend to truth. |
| 47198 | WOLSEY. I do profess |
| 47199 | You speak not like yourself, who ever yet |
| 47200 | Have stood to charity and display'd th' ef... |
| 47201 | Of disposition gentle and of wisdom |
| 47202 | O'ertopping woman's pow'r. Madam, you do m... |
| 47203 | I have no spleen against you, nor injustice |
| 47204 | For you or any; how far I have proceeded, |
| 47205 | Or how far further shall, is warranted |
| 47206 | By a commission from the Consistory, |
| 47207 | Yea, the whole Consistory of Rome. You cha... |
| 47208 | That I have blown this coal: I do deny it. |
| 47209 | The King is present; if it be known to him |
| 47210 | That I gainsay my deed, how may he wound, |
| 47211 | And worthily, my falsehood! Yea, as much |
| 47212 | As you have done my truth. If he know |
| 47213 | That I am free of your report, he knows |
| 47214 | I am not of your wrong. Therefore in him |
| 47215 | It lies to cure me, and the cure is to |
| 47216 | Remove these thoughts from you; the which ... |
| 47217 | His Highness shall speak in, I do beseech |
| 47218 | You, gracious madam, to unthink your speaking |
| 47219 | And to say so no more. |
| 47220 | QUEEN KATHARINE. My lord, my lord, |
| 47221 | I am a simple woman, much too weak |
| 47222 | T' oppose your cunning. Y'are meek and hum... |
| 47223 | You sign your place and calling, in full s... |
| 47224 | With meekness and humility; but your heart |
| 47225 | Is cramm'd with arrogancy, spleen, and pride. |
| 47226 | You have, by fortune and his Highness' fav... |
| 47227 | Gone slightly o'er low steps, and now are ... |
| 47228 | Where pow'rs are your retainers, and your ... |
| 47229 | Domestics to you, serve your will as't please |
| 47230 | Yourself pronounce their office. I must te... |
| 47231 | You tender more your person's honour than |
| 47232 | Your high profession spiritual; that again |
| 47233 | I do refuse you for my judge and here, |
| 47234 | Before you all, appeal unto the Pope, |
| 47235 | To bring my whole cause 'fore his Holiness |
| 47236 | And to be judg'd by him. |
| 47237 | [She curtsies to the KING... |
| 47238 | CAMPEIUS. The Queen is obstinate, |
| 47239 | Stubborn to justice, apt to accuse it, and |
| 47240 | Disdainful to be tried by't; 'tis not well. |
| 47241 | She's going away. |
| 47242 | KING. Call her again. |
| 47243 | CRIER. Katharine Queen of England, come into... |
| 47244 | GENTLEMAN USHER. Madam, you are call'd back. |
| 47245 | QUEEN KATHARINE. What need you note it? Pray... |
| 47246 | When you are call'd, return. Now the Lord ... |
| 47247 | They vex me past my patience. Pray you pas... |
| 47248 | I will not tarry; no, nor ever more |
| 47249 | Upon this business my appearance make |
| 47250 | In any of their courts. Exeunt Q... |
| 47251 | KING. Go thy ways, Kate. |
| 47252 | That man i' th' world who shall report he has |
| 47253 | A better wife, let him in nought be trusted |
| 47254 | For speaking false in that. Thou art, alone- |
| 47255 | If thy rare qualities, sweet gentleness, |
| 47256 | Thy meekness saint-like, wife-like governm... |
| 47257 | Obeying in commanding, and thy parts |
| 47258 | Sovereign and pious else, could speak thee... |
| 47259 | The queen of earthly queens. She's noble b... |
| 47260 | And like her true nobility she has |
| 47261 | Carried herself towards me. |
| 47262 | WOLSEY. Most gracious sir, |
| 47263 | In humblest manner I require your Highness |
| 47264 | That it shall please you to declare in hea... |
| 47265 | Of all these ears-for where I am robb'd an... |
| 47266 | There must I be unloos'd, although not there |
| 47267 | At once and fully satisfied-whether ever I |
| 47268 | Did broach this business to your Highness, or |
| 47269 | Laid any scruple in your way which might |
| 47270 | Induce you to the question on't, or ever |
| 47271 | Have to you, but with thanks to God for such |
| 47272 | A royal lady, spake one the least word tha... |
| 47273 | Be to the prejudice of her present state, |
| 47274 | Or touch of her good person? |
| 47275 | KING. My Lord Cardinal, |
| 47276 | I do excuse you; yea, upon mine honour, |
| 47277 | I free you from't. You are not to be taught |
| 47278 | That you have many enemies that know not |
| 47279 | Why they are so, but, like to village curs, |
| 47280 | Bark when their fellows do. By some of these |
| 47281 | The Queen is put in anger. Y'are excus'd. |
| 47282 | But will you be more justified? You ever |
| 47283 | Have wish'd the sleeping of this business;... |
| 47284 | It to be stirr'd; but oft have hind'red, oft, |
| 47285 | The passages made toward it. On my honour, |
| 47286 | I speak my good Lord Cardinal to this point, |
| 47287 | And thus far clear him. Now, what mov'd me... |
| 47288 | I will be bold with time and your attention. |
| 47289 | Then mark th' inducement. Thus it came-giv... |
| 47290 | My conscience first receiv'd a tenderness, |
| 47291 | Scruple, and prick, on certain speeches ut... |
| 47292 | By th' Bishop of Bayonne, then French amba... |
| 47293 | Who had been hither sent on the debating |
| 47294 | A marriage 'twixt the Duke of Orleans and |
| 47295 | Our daughter Mary. I' th' progress of this... |
| 47296 | Ere a determinate resolution, he- |
| 47297 | I mean the Bishop-did require a respite |
| 47298 | Wherein he might the King his lord advertise |
| 47299 | Whether our daughter were legitimate, |
| 47300 | Respecting this our marriage with the dowa... |
| 47301 | Sometimes our brother's wife. This respite... |
| 47302 | The bosom of my conscience, enter'd me, |
| 47303 | Yea, with a splitting power, and made to t... |
| 47304 | The region of my breast, which forc'd such... |
| 47305 | That many maz'd considerings did throng |
| 47306 | And press'd in with this caution. First, m... |
| 47307 | I stood not in the smile of heaven, who had |
| 47308 | Commanded nature that my lady's womb, |
| 47309 | If it conceiv'd a male child by me, should |
| 47310 | Do no more offices of life to't than |
| 47311 | The grave does to the dead; for her male i... |
| 47312 | Or died where they were made, or shortly a... |
| 47313 | This world had air'd them. Hence I took a ... |
| 47314 | This was a judgment on me, that my kingdom, |
| 47315 | Well worthy the best heir o' th' world, sh... |
| 47316 | Be gladded in't by me. Then follows that |
| 47317 | I weigh'd the danger which my realms stood... |
| 47318 | By this my issue's fail, and that gave to me |
| 47319 | Many a groaning throe. Thus hulling in |
| 47320 | The wild sea of my conscience, I did steer |
| 47321 | Toward this remedy, whereupon we are |
| 47322 | Now present here together; that's to say |
| 47323 | I meant to rectify my conscience, which |
| 47324 | I then did feel full sick, and yet not well, |
| 47325 | By all the reverend fathers of the land |
| 47326 | And doctors learn'd. First, I began in pri... |
| 47327 | With you, my Lord of Lincoln; you remember |
| 47328 | How under my oppression I did reek, |
| 47329 | When I first mov'd you. |
| 47330 | LINCOLN. Very well, my liege. |
| 47331 | KING. I have spoke long; be pleas'd yourself... |
| 47332 | How far you satisfied me. |
| 47333 | LINCOLN. So please your Highness, |
| 47334 | The question did at first so stagger me- |
| 47335 | Bearing a state of mighty moment in't |
| 47336 | And consequence of dread-that I committed |
| 47337 | The daring'st counsel which I had to doubt, |
| 47338 | And did entreat your Highness to this course |
| 47339 | Which you are running here. |
| 47340 | KING. I then mov'd you, |
| 47341 | My Lord of Canterbury, and got your leave |
| 47342 | To make this present summons. Unsolicited |
| 47343 | I left no reverend person in this court, |
| 47344 | But by particular consent proceeded |
| 47345 | Under your hands and seals; therefore, go on, |
| 47346 | For no dislike i' th' world against the pe... |
| 47347 | Of the good Queen, but the sharp thorny po... |
| 47348 | Of my alleged reasons, drives this forward. |
| 47349 | Prove but our marriage lawful, by my life |
| 47350 | And kingly dignity, we are contented |
| 47351 | To wear our moral state to come with her, |
| 47352 | Katharine our queen, before the primest cr... |
| 47353 | That's paragon'd o' th' world. |
| 47354 | CAMPEIUS. So please your Highness, |
| 47355 | The Queen being absent, 'tis a needful fit... |
| 47356 | That we adjourn this court till further day; |
| 47357 | Meanwhile must be an earnest motion |
| 47358 | Made to the Queen to call back her appeal |
| 47359 | She intends unto his Holiness. |
| 47360 | KING. [Aside] I may perceive |
| 47361 | These cardinals trifle with me. I abhor |
| 47362 | This dilatory sloth and tricks of Rome. |
| 47363 | My learn'd and well-beloved servant, Cranmer, |
| 47364 | Prithee return. With thy approach I know |
| 47365 | My comfort comes along. -Break up the court; |
| 47366 | I say, set on. Exuent in... |
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| 47375 | ACT III. SCENE 1. |
| 47376 | London. The QUEEN'S apartments |
| 47377 | Enter the QUEEN and her women, as at work |
| 47378 | QUEEN KATHARINE. Take thy lute, wench. My so... |
| 47379 | sad with troubles; |
| 47380 | Sing and disperse 'em, if thou canst. Leav... |
| 47381 | SONG |
| 47382 | Orpheus with his lute made trees, |
| 47383 | And the mountain tops that freeze, |
| 47384 | Bow themselves when he did sing; |
| 47385 | To his music plants and flowers |
| 47386 | Ever sprung, as sun and showers |
| 47387 | There had made a lasting spring. |
| 47388 | Every thing that heard him play, |
| 47389 | Even the billows of the sea, |
| 47390 | Hung their heads and then lay by. |
| 47391 | In sweet music is such art, |
| 47392 | Killing care and grief of heart |
| 47393 | Fall asleep or hearing die. |
| 47394 | Enter a GENTLEMAN |
| 47395 | QUEEN KATHARINE. How now? |
| 47396 | GENTLEMAN. An't please your Grace, the two g... |
| 47397 | Wait in the presence. |
| 47398 | QUEEN KATHARINE. Would they speak with me? |
| 47399 | GENTLEMAN. They will'd me say so, madam. |
| 47400 | QUEEN KATHARINE. Pray their Graces |
| 47401 | To come near. [Exit GENTLEMAN] What can be... |
| 47402 | With me, a poor weak woman, fall'n from fa... |
| 47403 | I do not like their coming. Now I think on't, |
| 47404 | They should be good men, their affairs as ... |
| 47405 | But all hoods make not monks. |
| 47406 | Enter the two CARDINALS, WOLSEY and C... |
| 47407 | WOLSEY. Peace to your Highness! |
| 47408 | QUEEN KATHARINE. Your Graces find me here pa... |
| 47409 | I would be all, against the worst may happen. |
| 47410 | What are your pleasures with me, reverend ... |
| 47411 | WOLSEY. May it please you, noble madam, to w... |
| 47412 | Into your private chamber, we shall give you |
| 47413 | The full cause of our coming. |
| 47414 | QUEEN KATHARINE. Speak it here; |
| 47415 | There's nothing I have done yet, o' my con... |
| 47416 | Deserves a corner. Would all other women |
| 47417 | Could speak this with as free a soul as I do! |
| 47418 | My lords, I care not-so much I am happy |
| 47419 | Above a number-if my actions |
| 47420 | Were tried by ev'ry tongue, ev'ry eye saw ... |
| 47421 | Envy and base opinion set against 'em, |
| 47422 | I know my life so even. If your business |
| 47423 | Seek me out, and that way I am wife in, |
| 47424 | Out with it boldly; truth loves open dealing. |
| 47425 | WOLSEY. Tanta est erga te mentis integritas,... |
| 47426 | QUEEN KATHARINE. O, good my lord, no Latin! |
| 47427 | I am not such a truant since my coming, |
| 47428 | As not to know the language I have liv'd in; |
| 47429 | A strange tongue makes my cause more stran... |
| 47430 | Pray speak in English. Here are some will ... |
| 47431 | If you speak truth, for their poor mistres... |
| 47432 | Believe me, she has had much wrong. Lord C... |
| 47433 | The willing'st sin I ever yet committed |
| 47434 | May be absolv'd in English. |
| 47435 | WOLSEY. Noble lady, |
| 47436 | I am sorry my integrity should breed, |
| 47437 | And service to his Majesty and you, |
| 47438 | So deep suspicion, where all faith was meant |
| 47439 | We come not by the way of accusation |
| 47440 | To taint that honour every good tongue ble... |
| 47441 | Nor to betray you any way to sorrow- |
| 47442 | You have too much, good lady; but to know |
| 47443 | How you stand minded in the weighty differ... |
| 47444 | Between the King and you, and to deliver, |
| 47445 | Like free and honest men, our just opinions |
| 47446 | And comforts to your cause. |
| 47447 | CAMPEIUS. Most honour'd madam, |
| 47448 | My Lord of York, out of his noble nature, |
| 47449 | Zeal and obedience he still bore your Grace, |
| 47450 | Forgetting, like a good man, your late cen... |
| 47451 | Both of his truth and him-which was too far- |
| 47452 | Offers, as I do, in a sign of peace, |
| 47453 | His service and his counsel. |
| 47454 | QUEEN KATHARINE. [Aside] To betray me.- |
| 47455 | My lords, I thank you both for your good w... |
| 47456 | Ye speak like honest men-pray God ye prove... |
| 47457 | But how to make ye suddenly an answer, |
| 47458 | In such a point of weight, so near mine ho... |
| 47459 | More near my life, I fear, with my weak wit, |
| 47460 | And to such men of gravity and learning, |
| 47461 | In truth I know not. I was set at work |
| 47462 | Among my maids, full little, God knows, lo... |
| 47463 | Either for such men or such business. |
| 47464 | For her sake that I have been-for I feel |
| 47465 | The last fit of my greatness-good your Gra... |
| 47466 | Let me have time and counsel for my cause. |
| 47467 | Alas, I am a woman, friendless, hopeless! |
| 47468 | WOLSEY. Madam, you wrong the King's love wit... |
| 47469 | Your hopes and friends are infinite. |
| 47470 | QUEEN KATHARINE. In England |
| 47471 | But little for my profit; can you think, l... |
| 47472 | That any Englishman dare give me counsel? |
| 47473 | Or be a known friend, 'gainst his Highness... |
| 47474 | Though he be grown so desperate to be honest- |
| 47475 | And live a subject? Nay, forsooth, my frie... |
| 47476 | They that must weigh out my afflictions, |
| 47477 | They that my trust must grow to, live not ... |
| 47478 | They are, as all my other comforts, far he... |
| 47479 | In mine own country, lords. |
| 47480 | CAMPEIUS. I would your Grace |
| 47481 | Would leave your griefs, and take my counsel. |
| 47482 | QUEEN KATHARINE. How, sir? |
| 47483 | CAMPEIUS. Put your main cause into the King'... |
| 47484 | He's loving and most gracious. 'Twill be much |
| 47485 | Both for your honour better and your cause; |
| 47486 | For if the trial of the law o'ertake ye |
| 47487 | You'll part away disgrac'd. |
| 47488 | WOLSEY. He tells you rightly. |
| 47489 | QUEEN KATHARINE. Ye tell me what ye wish for... |
| 47490 | Is this your Christian counsel? Out upon ye! |
| 47491 | Heaven is above all yet: there sits a Judge |
| 47492 | That no king can corrupt. |
| 47493 | CAMPEIUS. Your rage mistakes us. |
| 47494 | QUEEN KATHARINE. The more shame for ye; holy... |
| 47495 | Upon my soul, two reverend cardinal virtues; |
| 47496 | But cardinal sins and hollow hearts I fear... |
| 47497 | Mend 'em, for shame, my lords. Is this you... |
| 47498 | The cordial that ye bring a wretched lady- |
| 47499 | A woman lost among ye, laugh'd at, scorn'd? |
| 47500 | I will not wish ye half my miseries: |
| 47501 | I have more charity; but say I warned ye. |
| 47502 | Take heed, for heaven's sake take heed, le... |
| 47503 | The burden of my sorrows fall upon ye. |
| 47504 | WOLSEY. Madam, this is a mere distraction; |
| 47505 | You turn the good we offer into envy. |
| 47506 | QUEEN KATHARINE. Ye turn me into nothing. Wo... |
| 47507 | And all such false professors! Would you h... |
| 47508 | If you have any justice, any pity, |
| 47509 | If ye be any thing but churchmen's habits- |
| 47510 | Put my sick cause into his hands that hate... |
| 47511 | Alas! has banish'd me his bed already, |
| 47512 | His love too long ago! I am old, my lords, |
| 47513 | And all the fellowship I hold now with him |
| 47514 | Is only my obedience. What can happen |
| 47515 | To me above this wretchedness? All your st... |
| 47516 | Make me a curse like this. |
| 47517 | CAMPEIUS. Your fears are worse. |
| 47518 | QUEEN KATHARINE. Have I liv'd thus long-let ... |
| 47519 | Since virtue finds no friends-a wife, a tr... |
| 47520 | A woman, I dare say without vain-glory, |
| 47521 | Never yet branded with suspicion? |
| 47522 | Have I with all my full affections |
| 47523 | Still met the King, lov'd him next heav'n,... |
| 47524 | Been, out of fondness, superstitious to him, |
| 47525 | Almost forgot my prayers to content him, |
| 47526 | And am I thus rewarded? 'Tis not well, lor... |
| 47527 | Bring me a constant woman to her husband, |
| 47528 | One that ne'er dream'd a joy beyond his pl... |
| 47529 | And to that woman, when she has done most, |
| 47530 | Yet will I add an honour-a great patience. |
| 47531 | WOLSEY. Madam, you wander from the good we a... |
| 47532 | QUEEN KATHARINE. My lord, I dare not make my... |
| 47533 | To give up willingly that noble title |
| 47534 | Your master wed me to: nothing but death |
| 47535 | Shall e'er divorce my dignities. |
| 47536 | WOLSEY. Pray hear me. |
| 47537 | QUEEN KATHARINE. Would I had never trod this... |
| 47538 | Or felt the flatteries that grow upon it! |
| 47539 | Ye have angels' faces, but heaven knows yo... |
| 47540 | What will become of me now, wretched lady? |
| 47541 | I am the most unhappy woman living. |
| 47542 | [To her WOMEN] Alas, poor wenches, where ... |
| 47543 | your fortunes? |
| 47544 | Shipwreck'd upon a kingdom, where no pity, |
| 47545 | No friends, no hope; no kindred weep for me; |
| 47546 | Almost no grave allow'd me. Like the My, |
| 47547 | That once was mistress of the field, and f... |
| 47548 | I'll hang my head and perish. |
| 47549 | WOLSEY. If your Grace |
| 47550 | Could but be brought to know our ends are ... |
| 47551 | You'd feel more comfort. Why should we, go... |
| 47552 | Upon what cause, wrong you? Alas, our places, |
| 47553 | The way of our profession is against it; |
| 47554 | We are to cure such sorrows, not to sow 'em. |
| 47555 | For goodness' sake, consider what you do; |
| 47556 | How you may hurt yourself, ay, utterly |
| 47557 | Grow from the King's acquaintance, by this... |
| 47558 | The hearts of princes kiss obedience, |
| 47559 | So much they love it; but to stubborn spirits |
| 47560 | They swell and grow as terrible as storms. |
| 47561 | I know you have a gentle, noble temper, |
| 47562 | A soul as even as a calm. Pray think us |
| 47563 | Those we profess, peace-makers, friends, a... |
| 47564 | CAMPEIUS. Madam, you'll find it so. You wron... |
| 47565 | With these weak women's fears. A noble spi... |
| 47566 | As yours was put into you, ever casts |
| 47567 | Such doubts as false coin from it. The Kin... |
| 47568 | Beware you lose it not. For us, if you please |
| 47569 | To trust us in your business, we are ready |
| 47570 | To use our utmost studies in your service. |
| 47571 | QUEEN KATHARINE. Do what ye will my lords; a... |
| 47572 | forgive me |
| 47573 | If I have us'd myself unmannerly; |
| 47574 | You know I am a woman, lacking wit |
| 47575 | To make a seemly answer to such persons. |
| 47576 | Pray do my service to his Majesty; |
| 47577 | He has my heart yet, and shall have my pra... |
| 47578 | While I shall have my life. Come, reverend... |
| 47579 | Bestow your counsels on me; she now begs |
| 47580 | That little thought, when she set footing ... |
| 47581 | She should have bought her dignities so de... |
| 47582 | ACT III.SCENE 2. |
| 47583 | London. The palace |
| 47584 | Enter the DUKE OF NORFOLK, the DUKE OF SUFFOLK... |
| 47585 | and the LORD CHAMBERLAIN |
| 47586 | NORFOLK. If you will now unite in your compl... |
| 47587 | And force them with a constancy, the Cardinal |
| 47588 | Cannot stand under them: if you omit |
| 47589 | The offer of this time, I cannot promise |
| 47590 | But that you shall sustain moe new disgraces |
| 47591 | With these you bear already. |
| 47592 | SURREY. I am joyful |
| 47593 | To meet the least occasion that may give me |
| 47594 | Remembrance of my father-in-law, the Duke, |
| 47595 | To be reveng'd on him. |
| 47596 | SUFFOLK. Which of the peers |
| 47597 | Have uncontemn'd gone by him, or at least |
| 47598 | Strangely neglected? When did he regard |
| 47599 | The stamp of nobleness in any person |
| 47600 | Out of himself? |
| 47601 | CHAMBERLAIN. My lords, you speak your pleasu... |
| 47602 | What he deserves of you and me I know; |
| 47603 | What we can do to him-though now the time |
| 47604 | Gives way to us-I much fear. If you cannot |
| 47605 | Bar his access to th' King, never attempt |
| 47606 | Anything on him; for he hath a witchcraft |
| 47607 | Over the King in's tongue. |
| 47608 | NORFOLK. O, fear him not! |
| 47609 | His spell in that is out; the King hath found |
| 47610 | Matter against him that for ever mars |
| 47611 | The honey of his language. No, he's settled, |
| 47612 | Not to come off, in his displeasure. |
| 47613 | SURREY. Sir, |
| 47614 | I should be glad to hear such news as this |
| 47615 | Once every hour. |
| 47616 | NORFOLK. Believe it, this is true: |
| 47617 | In the divorce his contrary proceedings |
| 47618 | Are all unfolded; wherein he appears |
| 47619 | As I would wish mine enemy. |
| 47620 | SURREY. How came |
| 47621 | His practices to light? |
| 47622 | SUFFOLK. Most Strangely. |
| 47623 | SURREY. O, how, how? |
| 47624 | SUFFOLK. The Cardinal's letters to the Pope ... |
| 47625 | And came to th' eye o' th' King; wherein w... |
| 47626 | How that the Cardinal did entreat his Holi... |
| 47627 | To stay the judgment o' th' divorce; for if |
| 47628 | It did take place, 'I do' quoth he 'perceive |
| 47629 | My king is tangled in affection to |
| 47630 | A creature of the Queen's, Lady Anne Bullen.' |
| 47631 | SURREY. Has the King this? |
| 47632 | SUFFOLK. Believe it. |
| 47633 | SURREY. Will this work? |
| 47634 | CHAMBERLAIN. The King in this perceives him ... |
| 47635 | And hedges his own way. But in this point |
| 47636 | All his tricks founder, and he brings his ... |
| 47637 | After his patient's death: the King already |
| 47638 | Hath married the fair lady. |
| 47639 | SURREY. Would he had! |
| 47640 | SUFFOLK. May you be happy in your wish, my l... |
| 47641 | For, I profess, you have it. |
| 47642 | SURREY. Now, all my joy |
| 47643 | Trace the conjunction! |
| 47644 | SUFFOLK. My amen to't! |
| 47645 | NORFOLK. An men's! |
| 47646 | SUFFOLK. There's order given for her coronat... |
| 47647 | Marry, this is yet but young, and may be left |
| 47648 | To some ears unrecounted. But, my lords, |
| 47649 | She is a gallant creature, and complete |
| 47650 | In mind and feature. I persuade me from her |
| 47651 | Will fall some blessing to this land, whic... |
| 47652 | In it be memoriz'd. |
| 47653 | SURREY. But will the King |
| 47654 | Digest this letter of the Cardinal's? |
| 47655 | The Lord forbid! |
| 47656 | NORFOLK. Marry, amen! |
| 47657 | SUFFOLK. No, no; |
| 47658 | There be moe wasps that buzz about his nose |
| 47659 | Will make this sting the sooner. Cardinal ... |
| 47660 | Is stol'n away to Rome; hath ta'en no leav... |
| 47661 | Has left the cause o' th' King unhandled, and |
| 47662 | Is posted, as the agent of our Cardinal, |
| 47663 | To second all his plot. I do assure you |
| 47664 | The King cried 'Ha!' at this. |
| 47665 | CHAMBERLAIN. Now, God incense him, |
| 47666 | And let him cry 'Ha!' louder! |
| 47667 | NORFOLK. But, my lord, |
| 47668 | When returns Cranmer? |
| 47669 | SUFFOLK. He is return'd in his opinions; which |
| 47670 | Have satisfied the King for his divorce, |
| 47671 | Together with all famous colleges |
| 47672 | Almost in Christendom. Shortly, I believe, |
| 47673 | His second marriage shall be publish'd, and |
| 47674 | Her coronation. Katharine no more |
| 47675 | Shall be call'd queen, but princess dowager |
| 47676 | And widow to Prince Arthur. |
| 47677 | NORFOLK. This same Cranmer's |
| 47678 | A worthy fellow, and hath ta'en much pain |
| 47679 | In the King's business. |
| 47680 | SUFFOLK. He has; and we shall see him |
| 47681 | For it an archbishop. |
| 47682 | NORFOLK. So I hear. |
| 47683 | SUFFOLK. 'Tis so. |
| 47684 | Enter WOLSEY and CROMWELL |
| 47685 | The Cardinal! |
| 47686 | NORFOLK. Observe, observe, he's moody. |
| 47687 | WOLSEY. The packet, Cromwell, |
| 47688 | Gave't you the King? |
| 47689 | CROMWELL. To his own hand, in's bedchamber. |
| 47690 | WOLSEY. Look'd he o' th' inside of the paper? |
| 47691 | CROMWELL. Presently |
| 47692 | He did unseal them; and the first he view'd, |
| 47693 | He did it with a serious mind; a heed |
| 47694 | Was in his countenance. You he bade |
| 47695 | Attend him here this morning. |
| 47696 | WOLSEY. Is he ready |
| 47697 | To come abroad? |
| 47698 | CROMWELL. I think by this he is. |
| 47699 | WOLSEY. Leave me awhile. ... |
| 47700 | [Aside] It shall be to the Duchess of Ale... |
| 47701 | The French King's sister; he shall marry her. |
| 47702 | Anne Bullen! No, I'll no Anne Bullens for ... |
| 47703 | There's more in't than fair visage. Bullen! |
| 47704 | No, we'll no Bullens. Speedily I wish |
| 47705 | To hear from Rome. The Marchioness of Pemb... |
| 47706 | NORFOLK. He's discontented. |
| 47707 | SUFFOLK. May be he hears the King |
| 47708 | Does whet his anger to him. |
| 47709 | SURREY. Sharp enough, |
| 47710 | Lord, for thy justice! |
| 47711 | WOLSEY. [Aside] The late Queen's gentlewom... |
| 47712 | daughter, |
| 47713 | To be her mistress' mistress! The Queen's ... |
| 47714 | This candle burns not clear. 'Tis I must s... |
| 47715 | Then out it goes. What though I know her v... |
| 47716 | And well deserving? Yet I know her for |
| 47717 | A spleeny Lutheran; and not wholesome to |
| 47718 | Our cause that she should lie i' th' bosom... |
| 47719 | Our hard-rul'd King. Again, there is sprun... |
| 47720 | An heretic, an arch one, Cranmer; one |
| 47721 | Hath crawl'd into the favour of the King, |
| 47722 | And is his oracle. |
| 47723 | NORFOLK. He is vex'd at something. |
| 47724 | Enter the KING, reading of a schedule,... |
| 47725 | SURREY. I would 'twere something that would ... |
| 47726 | The master-cord on's heart! |
| 47727 | SUFFOLK. The King, the King! |
| 47728 | KING. What piles of wealth hath he accumulated |
| 47729 | To his own portion! And what expense by th... |
| 47730 | Seems to flow from him! How, i' th' name o... |
| 47731 | Does he rake this together?-Now, my lords, |
| 47732 | Saw you the Cardinal? |
| 47733 | NORFOLK. My lord, we have |
| 47734 | Stood here observing him. Some strange com... |
| 47735 | Is in his brain: he bites his lip and starts, |
| 47736 | Stops on a sudden, looks upon the ground, |
| 47737 | Then lays his finger on his temple; straight |
| 47738 | Springs out into fast gait; then stops again, |
| 47739 | Strikes his breast hard; and anon he casts |
| 47740 | His eye against the moon. In most strange ... |
| 47741 | We have seen him set himself. |
| 47742 | KING. It may well be |
| 47743 | There is a mutiny in's mind. This morning |
| 47744 | Papers of state he sent me to peruse, |
| 47745 | As I requir'd; and wot you what I found |
| 47746 | There-on my conscience, put unwittingly? |
| 47747 | Forsooth, an inventory, thus importing |
| 47748 | The several parcels of his plate, his trea... |
| 47749 | Rich stuffs, and ornaments of household; w... |
| 47750 | I find at such proud rate that it outspeaks |
| 47751 | Possession of a subject. |
| 47752 | NORFOLK. It's heaven's will; |
| 47753 | Some spirit put this paper in the packet |
| 47754 | To bless your eye withal. |
| 47755 | KING. If we did think |
| 47756 | His contemplation were above the earth |
| 47757 | And fix'd on spiritual object, he should s... |
| 47758 | dwell in his musings; but I am afraid |
| 47759 | His thinkings are below the moon, not worth |
| 47760 | His serious considering. |
| 47761 | [The KING takes his se... |
| 47762 | who... |
| 47763 | WOLSEY. Heaven forgive me! |
| 47764 | Ever God bless your Highness! |
| 47765 | KING. Good, my lord, |
| 47766 | You are full of heavenly stuff, and bear t... |
| 47767 | Of your best graces in your mind; the which |
| 47768 | You were now running o'er. You have scarce... |
| 47769 | To steal from spiritual leisure a brief span |
| 47770 | To keep your earthly audit; sure, in that |
| 47771 | I deem you an ill husband, and am glad |
| 47772 | To have you therein my companion. |
| 47773 | WOLSEY. Sir, |
| 47774 | For holy offices I have a time; a time |
| 47775 | To think upon the part of business which |
| 47776 | I bear i' th' state; and nature does requi... |
| 47777 | Her times of preservation, which perforce |
| 47778 | I, her frail son, amongst my brethren mortal, |
| 47779 | Must give my tendance to. |
| 47780 | KING. You have said well. |
| 47781 | WOLSEY. And ever may your Highness yoke toge... |
| 47782 | As I will lend you cause, my doing well |
| 47783 | With my well saying! |
| 47784 | KING. 'Tis well said again; |
| 47785 | And 'tis a kind of good deed to say well; |
| 47786 | And yet words are no deeds. My father lov'... |
| 47787 | He said he did; and with his deed did crown |
| 47788 | His word upon you. Since I had my office |
| 47789 | I have kept you next my heart; have not alone |
| 47790 | Employ'd you where high profits might come... |
| 47791 | But par'd my present havings to bestow |
| 47792 | My bounties upon you. |
| 47793 | WOLSEY. [Aside] What should this mean? |
| 47794 | SURREY. [Aside] The Lord increase this bus... |
| 47795 | KING. Have I not made you |
| 47796 | The prime man of the state? I pray you tel... |
| 47797 | If what I now pronounce you have found true; |
| 47798 | And, if you may confess it, say withal |
| 47799 | If you are bound to us or no. What say you? |
| 47800 | WOLSEY. My sovereign, I confess your royal g... |
| 47801 | Show'r'd on me daily, have been more than ... |
| 47802 | My studied purposes requite; which went |
| 47803 | Beyond all man's endeavours. My endeavours, |
| 47804 | Have ever come too short of my desires, |
| 47805 | Yet fil'd with my abilities; mine own ends |
| 47806 | Have been mine so that evermore they pointed |
| 47807 | To th' good of your most sacred person and |
| 47808 | The profit of the state. For your great gr... |
| 47809 | Heap'd upon me, poor undeserver, I |
| 47810 | Can nothing render but allegiant thanks; |
| 47811 | My pray'rs to heaven for you; my loyalty, |
| 47812 | Which ever has and ever shall be growing, |
| 47813 | Till death, that winter, kill it. |
| 47814 | KING. Fairly answer'd! |
| 47815 | A loyal and obedient subject is |
| 47816 | Therein illustrated; the honour of it |
| 47817 | Does pay the act of it, as, i' th' contrary, |
| 47818 | The foulness is the punishment. I presume |
| 47819 | That, as my hand has open'd bounty to you, |
| 47820 | My heart dropp'd love, my pow'r rain'd hon... |
| 47821 | On you than any, so your hand and heart, |
| 47822 | Your brain, and every function of your power, |
| 47823 | Should, notwithstanding that your bond of ... |
| 47824 | As 'twere in love's particular, be more |
| 47825 | To me, your friend, than any. |
| 47826 | WOLSEY. I do profess |
| 47827 | That for your Highness' good I ever labour'd |
| 47828 | More than mine own; that am, have, and wil... |
| 47829 | Though all the world should crack their du... |
| 47830 | And throw it from their soul; though peril... |
| 47831 | Abound as thick as thought could make 'em,... |
| 47832 | Appear in forms more horrid-yet my duty, |
| 47833 | As doth a rock against the chiding flood, |
| 47834 | Should the approach of this wild river break, |
| 47835 | And stand unshaken yours. |
| 47836 | KING. 'Tis nobly spoken. |
| 47837 | Take notice, lords, he has a loyal breast, |
| 47838 | For you have seen him open 't. Read o'er t... |
| 47839 | ... |
| 47840 | And after, this; and then to breakfast with |
| 47841 | What appetite you have. |
| 47842 | Exit the KING, frowning upon t... |
| 47843 | throng after him,... |
| 47844 | WOLSEY. What should this mean? |
| 47845 | What sudden anger's this? How have I reap'... |
| 47846 | He parted frowning from me, as if ruin |
| 47847 | Leap'd from his eyes; so looks the chafed ... |
| 47848 | Upon the daring huntsman that has gall'd him- |
| 47849 | Then makes him nothing. I must read this p... |
| 47850 | I fear, the story of his anger. 'Tis so; |
| 47851 | This paper has undone me. 'Tis th' account |
| 47852 | Of all that world of wealth I have drawn t... |
| 47853 | For mine own ends; indeed to gain the pope... |
| 47854 | And fee my friends in Rome. O negligence, |
| 47855 | Fit for a fool to fall by! What cross devil |
| 47856 | Made me put this main secret in the packet |
| 47857 | I sent the King? Is there no way to cure t... |
| 47858 | No new device to beat this from his brains? |
| 47859 | I know 'twill stir him strongly; yet I know |
| 47860 | A way, if it take right, in spite of fortune, |
| 47861 | Will bring me off again. What's this? 'To ... |
| 47862 | The letter, as I live, with all the business |
| 47863 | I writ to's Holiness. Nay then, farewell! |
| 47864 | I have touch'd the highest point of all my... |
| 47865 | And from that full meridian of my glory |
| 47866 | I haste now to my setting. I shall fall |
| 47867 | Like a bright exhalation in the evening, |
| 47868 | And no man see me more. |
| 47869 | Re-enter to WOLSEY the DUKES OF NORFOL... |
| 47870 | SUFFOLK, the EARL OF SURREY, and the LORD |
| 47871 | CHAMBERLAIN |
| 47872 | NORFOLK. Hear the King's pleasure, Cardinal,... |
| 47873 | To render up the great seal presently |
| 47874 | Into our hands, and to confine yourself |
| 47875 | To Asher House, my Lord of Winchester's, |
| 47876 | Till you hear further from his Highness. |
| 47877 | WOLSEY. Stay: |
| 47878 | Where's your commission, lords? Words cann... |
| 47879 | Authority so weighty. |
| 47880 | SUFFOLK. Who dares cross 'em, |
| 47881 | Bearing the King's will from his mouth exp... |
| 47882 | WOLSEY. Till I find more than will or words ... |
| 47883 | I mean your malice-know, officious lords, |
| 47884 | I dare and must deny it. Now I feel |
| 47885 | Of what coarse metal ye are moulded-envy; |
| 47886 | How eagerly ye follow my disgraces, |
| 47887 | As if it fed ye; and how sleek and wanton |
| 47888 | Ye appear in every thing may bring my ruin! |
| 47889 | Follow your envious courses, men of malice; |
| 47890 | You have Christian warrant for 'em, and no... |
| 47891 | In time will find their fit rewards. That ... |
| 47892 | You ask with such a violence, the King- |
| 47893 | Mine and your master-with his own hand gav... |
| 47894 | Bade me enjoy it, with the place and honou... |
| 47895 | During my life; and, to confirm his goodness, |
| 47896 | Tied it by letters-patents. Now, who'll ta... |
| 47897 | SURREY. The King, that gave it. |
| 47898 | WOLSEY. It must be himself then. |
| 47899 | SURREY. Thou art a proud traitor, priest. |
| 47900 | WOLSEY. Proud lord, thou liest. |
| 47901 | Within these forty hours Surrey durst better |
| 47902 | Have burnt that tongue than said so. |
| 47903 | SURREY. Thy ambition, |
| 47904 | Thou scarlet sin, robb'd this bewailing land |
| 47905 | Of noble Buckingham, my father-in-law. |
| 47906 | The heads of all thy brother cardinals, |
| 47907 | With thee and all thy best parts bound tog... |
| 47908 | Weigh'd not a hair of his. Plague of your ... |
| 47909 | You sent me deputy for Ireland; |
| 47910 | Far from his succour, from the King, from all |
| 47911 | That might have mercy on the fault thou ga... |
| 47912 | Whilst your great goodness, out of holy pity, |
| 47913 | Absolv'd him with an axe. |
| 47914 | WOLSEY. This, and all else |
| 47915 | This talking lord can lay upon my credit, |
| 47916 | I answer is most false. The Duke by law |
| 47917 | Found his deserts; how innocent I was |
| 47918 | From any private malice in his end, |
| 47919 | His noble jury and foul cause can witness. |
| 47920 | If I lov'd many words, lord, I should tell... |
| 47921 | You have as little honesty as honour, |
| 47922 | That in the way of loyalty and truth |
| 47923 | Toward the King, my ever royal master, |
| 47924 | Dare mate a sounder man than Surrey can be |
| 47925 | And an that love his follies. |
| 47926 | SURREY. By my soul, |
| 47927 | Your long coat, priest, protects you; thou... |
| 47928 | My sword i' the life-blood of thee else. M... |
| 47929 | Can ye endure to hear this arrogance? |
| 47930 | And from this fellow? If we live thus tamely, |
| 47931 | To be thus jaded by a piece of scarlet, |
| 47932 | Farewell nobility! Let his Grace go forward |
| 47933 | And dare us with his cap like larks. |
| 47934 | WOLSEY. All goodness |
| 47935 | Is poison to thy stomach. |
| 47936 | SURREY. Yes, that goodness |
| 47937 | Of gleaning all the land's wealth into one, |
| 47938 | Into your own hands, Cardinal, by extortion; |
| 47939 | The goodness of your intercepted packets |
| 47940 | You writ to th' Pope against the King; you... |
| 47941 | Since you provoke me, shall be most notori... |
| 47942 | My Lord of Norfolk, as you are truly noble, |
| 47943 | As you respect the common good, the state |
| 47944 | Of our despis'd nobility, our issues, |
| 47945 | Whom, if he live, will scarce be gentlemen- |
| 47946 | Produce the grand sum of his sins, the art... |
| 47947 | Collected from his life. I'll startle you |
| 47948 | Worse than the sacring bell, when the brow... |
| 47949 | Lay kissing in your arms, Lord Cardinal. |
| 47950 | WOLSEY. How much, methinks, I could despise ... |
| 47951 | But that I am bound in charity against it! |
| 47952 | NORFOLK. Those articles, my lord, are in the... |
| 47953 | But, thus much, they are foul ones. |
| 47954 | WOLSEY. So much fairer |
| 47955 | And spotless shall mine innocence arise, |
| 47956 | When the King knows my truth. |
| 47957 | SURREY. This cannot save you. |
| 47958 | I thank my memory I yet remember |
| 47959 | Some of these articles; and out they shall. |
| 47960 | Now, if you can blush and cry guilty, Card... |
| 47961 | You'll show a little honesty. |
| 47962 | WOLSEY. Speak on, sir; |
| 47963 | I dare your worst objections. If I blush, |
| 47964 | It is to see a nobleman want manners. |
| 47965 | SURREY. I had rather want those than my head... |
| 47966 | First, that without the King's assent or k... |
| 47967 | You wrought to be a legate; by which power |
| 47968 | You maim'd the jurisdiction of all bishops. |
| 47969 | NORFOLK. Then, that in all you writ to Rome,... |
| 47970 | To foreign princes, 'Ego et Rex meus' |
| 47971 | Was still inscrib'd; in which you brought ... |
| 47972 | To be your servant. |
| 47973 | SUFFOLK. Then, that without the knowledge |
| 47974 | Either of King or Council, when you went |
| 47975 | Ambassador to the Emperor, you made bold |
| 47976 | To carry into Flanders the great seal. |
| 47977 | SURREY. Item, you sent a large commission |
| 47978 | To Gregory de Cassado, to conclude, |
| 47979 | Without the King's will or the state's all... |
| 47980 | A league between his Highness and Ferrara. |
| 47981 | SUFFOLK. That out of mere ambition you have ... |
| 47982 | Your holy hat to be stamp'd on the King's ... |
| 47983 | SURREY. Then, that you have sent innumerable... |
| 47984 | By what means got I leave to your own cons... |
| 47985 | To furnish Rome and to prepare the ways |
| 47986 | You have for dignities, to the mere undoing |
| 47987 | Of all the kingdom. Many more there are, |
| 47988 | Which, since they are of you, and odious, |
| 47989 | I will not taint my mouth with. |
| 47990 | CHAMBERLAIN. O my lord, |
| 47991 | Press not a falling man too far! 'Tis virtue. |
| 47992 | His faults lie open to the laws; let them, |
| 47993 | Not you, correct him. My heart weeps to se... |
| 47994 | So little of his great self. |
| 47995 | SURREY. I forgive him. |
| 47996 | SUFFOLK. Lord Cardinal, the King's further p... |
| 47997 | Because all those things you have done of ... |
| 47998 | By your power legatine within this kingdom, |
| 47999 | Fall into th' compass of a praemunire- |
| 48000 | That therefore such a writ be sued against... |
| 48001 | To forfeit all your goods, lands, tenements, |
| 48002 | Chattels, and whatsoever, and to be |
| 48003 | Out of the King's protection. This is my c... |
| 48004 | NORFOLK. And so we'll leave you to your medi... |
| 48005 | How to live better. For your stubborn answer |
| 48006 | About the giving back the great seal to us, |
| 48007 | The King shall know it, and, no doubt, sha... |
| 48008 | So fare you well, my little good Lord Card... |
| 48009 | ... |
| 48010 | WOLSEY. So farewell to the little good you b... |
| 48011 | Farewell, a long farewell, to all my great... |
| 48012 | This is the state of man: to-day he puts f... |
| 48013 | The tender leaves of hopes; to-morrow blos... |
| 48014 | And bears his blushing honours thick upon ... |
| 48015 | The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, |
| 48016 | And when he thinks, good easy man, full su... |
| 48017 | His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root, |
| 48018 | And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd, |
| 48019 | Like little wanton boys that swim on bladd... |
| 48020 | This many summers in a sea of glory; |
| 48021 | But far beyond my depth. My high-blown pride |
| 48022 | At length broke under me, and now has left... |
| 48023 | Weary and old with service, to the mercy |
| 48024 | Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. |
| 48025 | Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye; |
| 48026 | I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched |
| 48027 | Is that poor man that hangs on princes' fa... |
| 48028 | There is betwixt that smile we would aspir... |
| 48029 | That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin |
| 48030 | More pangs and fears than wars or women have; |
| 48031 | And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, |
| 48032 | Never to hope again. |
| 48033 | Enter CROMWELL, standing amazed |
| 48034 | Why, how now, Cromwell! |
| 48035 | CROMWELL. I have no power to speak, sir. |
| 48036 | WOLSEY. What, amaz'd |
| 48037 | At my misfortunes? Can thy spirit wonder |
| 48038 | A great man should decline? Nay, an you weep, |
| 48039 | I am fall'n indeed. |
| 48040 | CROMWELL. How does your Grace? |
| 48041 | WOLSEY. Why, well; |
| 48042 | Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. |
| 48043 | I know myself now, and I feel within me |
| 48044 | A peace above all earthly dignities, |
| 48045 | A still and quiet conscience. The King has... |
| 48046 | I humbly thank his Grace; and from these s... |
| 48047 | These ruin'd pillars, out of pity, taken |
| 48048 | A load would sink a navy-too much honour. |
| 48049 | O, 'tis a burden, Cromwell, 'tis a burden |
| 48050 | Too heavy for a man that hopes for heaven! |
| 48051 | CROMWELL. I am glad your Grace has made that... |
| 48052 | WOLSEY. I hope I have. I am able now, methin... |
| 48053 | Out of a fortitude of soul I feel, |
| 48054 | To endure more miseries and greater far |
| 48055 | Than my weak-hearted enemies dare offer. |
| 48056 | What news abroad? |
| 48057 | CROMWELL. The heaviest and the worst |
| 48058 | Is your displeasure with the King. |
| 48059 | WOLSEY. God bless him! |
| 48060 | CROMWELL. The next is that Sir Thomas More i... |
| 48061 | Lord Chancellor in your place. |
| 48062 | WOLSEY. That's somewhat sudden. |
| 48063 | But he's a learned man. May he continue |
| 48064 | Long in his Highness' favour, and do justice |
| 48065 | For truth's sake and his conscience; that ... |
| 48066 | When he has run his course and sleeps in b... |
| 48067 | May have a tomb of orphans' tears wept on ... |
| 48068 | What more? |
| 48069 | CROMWELL. That Cranmer is return'd with welc... |
| 48070 | Install'd Lord Archbishop of Canterbury. |
| 48071 | WOLSEY. That's news indeed. |
| 48072 | CROMWELL. Last, that the Lady Anne, |
| 48073 | Whom the King hath in secrecy long married, |
| 48074 | This day was view'd in open as his queen, |
| 48075 | Going to chapel; and the voice is now |
| 48076 | Only about her coronation. |
| 48077 | WOLSEY. There was the weight that pull'd me ... |
| 48078 | O Cromwell, |
| 48079 | The King has gone beyond me. All my glories |
| 48080 | In that one woman I have lost for ever. |
| 48081 | No sun shall ever usher forth mine honours, |
| 48082 | Or gild again the noble troops that waited |
| 48083 | Upon my smiles. Go get thee from me, Cromw... |
| 48084 | I am a poor fall'n man, unworthy now |
| 48085 | To be thy lord and master. Seek the King; |
| 48086 | That sun, I pray, may never set! I have to... |
| 48087 | What and how true thou art. He will advanc... |
| 48088 | Some little memory of me will stir him- |
| 48089 | I know his noble nature-not to let |
| 48090 | Thy hopeful service perish too. Good Cromw... |
| 48091 | Neglect him not; make use now, and provide |
| 48092 | For thine own future safety. |
| 48093 | CROMWELL. O my lord, |
| 48094 | Must I then leave you? Must I needs forgo |
| 48095 | So good, so noble, and so true a master? |
| 48096 | Bear witness, all that have not hearts of ... |
| 48097 | With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord. |
| 48098 | The King shall have my service; but my pra... |
| 48099 | For ever and for ever shall be yours. |
| 48100 | WOLSEY. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a ... |
| 48101 | In all my miseries; but thou hast forc'd me, |
| 48102 | Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. |
| 48103 | Let's dry our eyes; and thus far hear me, ... |
| 48104 | And when I am forgotten, as I shall be, |
| 48105 | And sleep in dull cold marble, where no me... |
| 48106 | Of me more must be heard of, say I taught ... |
| 48107 | Say Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, |
| 48108 | And sounded all the depths and shoals of h... |
| 48109 | Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to ris... |
| 48110 | A sure and safe one, though thy master mis... |
| 48111 | Mark but my fall and that that ruin'd me. |
| 48112 | Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambiti... |
| 48113 | By that sin fell the angels. How can man t... |
| 48114 | The image of his Maker, hope to win by it? |
| 48115 | Love thyself last; cherish those hearts th... |
| 48116 | Corruption wins not more than honesty. |
| 48117 | Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace |
| 48118 | To silence envious tongues. Be just, and f... |
| 48119 | Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy cou... |
| 48120 | Thy God's, and truth's; then, if thou fall... |
| 48121 | Thou fall'st a blessed martyr! |
| 48122 | Serve the King, and-prithee lead me in. |
| 48123 | There take an inventory of all I have |
| 48124 | To the last penny; 'tis the King's. My robe, |
| 48125 | And my integrity to heaven, is all |
| 48126 | I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Crom... |
| 48127 | Had I but serv'd my God with half the zeal |
| 48128 | I serv'd my King, he would not in mine age |
| 48129 | Have left me naked to mine enemies. |
| 48130 | CROMWELL. Good sir, have patience. |
| 48131 | WOLSEY. So I have. Farewell |
| 48132 | The hopes of court! My hopes in heaven do ... |
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| 48141 | ACT IV. SCENE 1. |
| 48142 | A street in Westminster |
| 48143 | Enter two GENTLEMEN, meeting one another |
| 48144 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Y'are well met once again. |
| 48145 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. So are you. |
| 48146 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. You come to take your stand... |
| 48147 | behold |
| 48148 | The Lady Anne pass from her coronation? |
| 48149 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. 'Tis all my business. At o... |
| 48150 | The Duke of Buckingham came from his trial. |
| 48151 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. 'Tis very true. But that ti... |
| 48152 | sorrow; |
| 48153 | This, general joy. |
| 48154 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. 'Tis well. The citizens, |
| 48155 | I am sure, have shown at full their royal ... |
| 48156 | As, let 'em have their rights, they are ev... |
| 48157 | In celebration of this day with shows, |
| 48158 | Pageants, and sights of honour. |
| 48159 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Never greater, |
| 48160 | Nor, I'll assure you, better taken, sir. |
| 48161 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. May I be bold to ask what ... |
| 48162 | That paper in your hand? |
| 48163 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Yes; 'tis the list |
| 48164 | Of those that claim their offices this day, |
| 48165 | By custom of the coronation. |
| 48166 | The Duke of Suffolk is the first, and claims |
| 48167 | To be High Steward; next, the Duke of Norf... |
| 48168 | He to be Earl Marshal. You may read the rest. |
| 48169 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. I thank you, sir; had I no... |
| 48170 | those customs, |
| 48171 | I should have been beholding to your paper. |
| 48172 | But, I beseech you, what's become of Katha... |
| 48173 | The Princess Dowager? How goes her business? |
| 48174 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. That I can tell you too. Th... |
| 48175 | Of Canterbury, accompanied with other |
| 48176 | Learned and reverend fathers of his order, |
| 48177 | Held a late court at Dunstable, six miles of |
| 48178 | From Ampthill, where the Princess lay; to ... |
| 48179 | She was often cited by them, but appear'd ... |
| 48180 | And, to be short, for not appearance and |
| 48181 | The King's late scruple, by the main assent |
| 48182 | Of all these learned men, she was divorc'd, |
| 48183 | And the late marriage made of none effect; |
| 48184 | Since which she was removed to Kimbolton, |
| 48185 | Where she remains now sick. |
| 48186 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Alas, good lady! ... |
| 48187 | The trumpets sound. Stand close, the Queen... |
| 48188 | [Hautboys] |
| 48189 | THE ORDER OF THE CORONATION. |
| 48190 | 1. A lively flourish of trumpets. |
| 48191 | 2. Then two JUDGES. |
| 48192 | 3. LORD CHANCELLOR, with purse and mace be... |
| 48193 | 4. CHORISTERS singing. ... |
| 48194 | 5. MAYOR OF LONDON, bearing the mace. Then... |
| 48195 | his coat of arms, and on his head he wo... |
| 48196 | crown. |
| 48197 | 6. MARQUIS DORSET, bearing a sceptre of go... |
| 48198 | demi-coronal of gold. With him, the EAR... |
| 48199 | bearing the rod of silver with the dove... |
| 48200 | earl's coronet. Collars of Esses. |
| 48201 | 7. DUKE OF SUFFOLK, in his robe of estate,... |
| 48202 | his head, bearing a long white wand, as... |
| 48203 | With him, the DUKE OF NORFOLK, with the... |
| 48204 | marshalship, a coronet on his head. Col... |
| 48205 | 8. A canopy borne by four of the CINQUE-PO... |
| 48206 | the QUEEN in her robe; in her hair rich... |
| 48207 | pearl, crowned. On each side her, the B... |
| 48208 | and WINCHESTER. |
| 48209 | 9. The old DUCHESS OF NORFOLK, in a corona... |
| 48210 | wrought with flowers, bearing the QUEEN... |
| 48211 | 10. Certain LADIES or COUNTESSES, with plai... |
| 48212 | without flowers. |
| 48213 | Exeunt, first passing over the st... |
| 48214 | and then a gre... |
| 48215 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. A royal train, believe me.... |
| 48216 | Who's that that bears the sceptre? |
| 48217 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Marquis Dorset; |
| 48218 | And that the Earl of Surrey, with the rod. |
| 48219 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. A bold brave gentleman. Th... |
| 48220 | The Duke of Suffolk? |
| 48221 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. 'Tis the same-High Steward. |
| 48222 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. And that my Lord of Norfolk? |
| 48223 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Yes. |
| 48224 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. [Looking on the QUEEN] H... |
| 48225 | bless thee! |
| 48226 | Thou hast the sweetest face I ever look'd on. |
| 48227 | Sir, as I have a soul, she is an angel; |
| 48228 | Our king has all the Indies in his arms, |
| 48229 | And more and richer, when he strains that ... |
| 48230 | I cannot blame his conscience. |
| 48231 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. They that bear |
| 48232 | The cloth of honour over her are four barons |
| 48233 | Of the Cinque-ports. |
| 48234 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Those men are happy; and s... |
| 48235 | are near her. |
| 48236 | I take it she that carries up the train |
| 48237 | Is that old noble lady, Duchess of Norfolk. |
| 48238 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. It is; and all the rest are... |
| 48239 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Their coronets say so. The... |
| 48240 | And sometimes falling ones. |
| 48241 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. No more of that. |
| 48242 | Exit Procession, with a gre... |
| 48243 | Enter a third GENTLEMAN |
| 48244 | God save you, sir! Where have you been bro... |
| 48245 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. Among the crowds i' th' Abb... |
| 48246 | Could not be wedg'd in more; I am stifled |
| 48247 | With the mere rankness of their joy. |
| 48248 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. You saw |
| 48249 | The ceremony? |
| 48250 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. That I did. |
| 48251 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. How was it? |
| 48252 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. Well worth the seeing. |
| 48253 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Good sir, speak it to us. |
| 48254 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. As well as I am able. The r... |
| 48255 | Of lords and ladies, having brought the Queen |
| 48256 | To a prepar'd place in the choir, fell of |
| 48257 | A distance from her, while her Grace sat down |
| 48258 | To rest awhile, some half an hour or so, |
| 48259 | In a rich chair of state, opposing freely |
| 48260 | The beauty of her person to the people. |
| 48261 | Believe me, sir, she is the goodliest woman |
| 48262 | That ever lay by man; which when the people |
| 48263 | Had the full view of, such a noise arose |
| 48264 | As the shrouds make at sea in a stiff temp... |
| 48265 | As loud, and to as many tunes; hats, cloaks- |
| 48266 | Doublets, I think-flew up, and had their f... |
| 48267 | Been loose, this day they had been lost. S... |
| 48268 | I never saw before. Great-bellied women, |
| 48269 | That had not half a week to go, like rams |
| 48270 | In the old time of war, would shake the pr... |
| 48271 | And make 'em reel before 'em. No man living |
| 48272 | Could say 'This is my wife' there, all wer... |
| 48273 | So strangely in one piece. |
| 48274 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. But what follow'd? |
| 48275 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. At length her Grace rose, a... |
| 48276 | modest paces |
| 48277 | Came to the altar, where she kneel'd, and ... |
| 48278 | Cast her fair eyes to heaven, and pray'd d... |
| 48279 | Then rose again, and bow'd her to the people; |
| 48280 | When by the Archbishop of Canterbury |
| 48281 | She had all the royal makings of a queen: |
| 48282 | As holy oil, Edward Confessor's crown, |
| 48283 | The rod, and bird of peace, and all such e... |
| 48284 | Laid nobly on her; which perform'd, the ch... |
| 48285 | With all the choicest music of the kingdom, |
| 48286 | Together sung 'Te Deum.' So she parted, |
| 48287 | And with the same full state pac'd back again |
| 48288 | To York Place, where the feast is held. |
| 48289 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Sir, |
| 48290 | You must no more call it York Place: that'... |
| 48291 | For since the Cardinal fell that title's l... |
| 48292 | 'Tis now the King's, and called Whitehall. |
| 48293 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. I know it; |
| 48294 | But 'tis so lately alter'd that the old name |
| 48295 | Is fresh about me. |
| 48296 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. What two reverend bishops |
| 48297 | Were those that went on each side of the Q... |
| 48298 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. Stokesly and Gardiner: the ... |
| 48299 | Newly preferr'd from the King's secretary; |
| 48300 | The other, London. |
| 48301 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. He of Winchester |
| 48302 | Is held no great good lover of the Archbis... |
| 48303 | The virtuous Cranmer. |
| 48304 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. All the land knows that; |
| 48305 | However, yet there is no great breach. Whe... |
| 48306 | Cranmer will find a friend will not shrink... |
| 48307 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Who may that be, I pray you? |
| 48308 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. Thomas Cromwell, |
| 48309 | A man in much esteem with th' King, and truly |
| 48310 | A worthy friend. The King has made him Master |
| 48311 | O' th' jewel House, |
| 48312 | And one, already, of the Privy Council. |
| 48313 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. He will deserve more. |
| 48314 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. Yes, without all doubt. |
| 48315 | Come, gentlemen, ye shall go my way, which |
| 48316 | Is to th' court, and there ye shall be my ... |
| 48317 | Something I can command. As I walk thither, |
| 48318 | I'll tell ye more. |
| 48319 | BOTH. You may command us, sir. ... |
| 48320 | ACT IV. SCENE 2. |
| 48321 | Kimbolton |
| 48322 | Enter KATHARINE, Dowager, sick; led between GR... |
| 48323 | and PATIENCE, her woman |
| 48324 | GRIFFITH. How does your Grace? |
| 48325 | KATHARINE. O Griffith, sick to death! |
| 48326 | My legs like loaden branches bow to th' ea... |
| 48327 | Willing to leave their burden. Reach a chair. |
| 48328 | So-now, methinks, I feel a little ease. |
| 48329 | Didst thou not tell me, Griffith, as thou ... |
| 48330 | That the great child of honour, Cardinal W... |
| 48331 | Was dead? |
| 48332 | GRIFFITH. Yes, madam; but I think your Grace, |
| 48333 | Out of the pain you suffer'd, gave no ear ... |
| 48334 | KATHARINE. Prithee, good Griffith, tell me h... |
| 48335 | If well, he stepp'd before me, happily, |
| 48336 | For my example. |
| 48337 | GRIFFITH. Well, the voice goes, madam; |
| 48338 | For after the stout Earl Northumberland |
| 48339 | Arrested him at York and brought him forward, |
| 48340 | As a man sorely tainted, to his answer, |
| 48341 | He fell sick suddenly, and grew so ill |
| 48342 | He could not sit his mule. |
| 48343 | KATHARINE. Alas, poor man! |
| 48344 | GRIFFITH. At last, with easy roads, he came ... |
| 48345 | Lodg'd in the abbey; where the reverend ab... |
| 48346 | With all his covent, honourably receiv'd him; |
| 48347 | To whom he gave these words: 'O father Abbot, |
| 48348 | An old man, broken with the storms of state, |
| 48349 | Is come to lay his weary bones among ye; |
| 48350 | Give him a little earth for charity!' |
| 48351 | So went to bed; where eagerly his sickness |
| 48352 | Pursu'd him still And three nights after t... |
| 48353 | About the hour of eight-which he himself |
| 48354 | Foretold should be his last-full of repent... |
| 48355 | Continual meditations, tears, and sorrows, |
| 48356 | He gave his honours to the world again, |
| 48357 | His blessed part to heaven, and slept in p... |
| 48358 | KATHARINE. So may he rest; his faults lie ge... |
| 48359 | Yet thus far, Griffith, give me leave to s... |
| 48360 | And yet with charity. He was a man |
| 48361 | Of an unbounded stomach, ever ranking |
| 48362 | Himself with princes; one that, by suggest... |
| 48363 | Tied all the kingdom. Simony was fair play; |
| 48364 | His own opinion was his law. I' th' presence |
| 48365 | He would say untruths, and be ever double |
| 48366 | Both in his words and meaning. He was never, |
| 48367 | But where he meant to ruin, pitiful. |
| 48368 | His promises were, as he then was, mighty; |
| 48369 | But his performance, as he is now, nothing. |
| 48370 | Of his own body he was ill, and gave |
| 48371 | The clergy ill example. |
| 48372 | GRIFFITH. Noble madam, |
| 48373 | Men's evil manners live in brass: their vi... |
| 48374 | We write in water. May it please your High... |
| 48375 | To hear me speak his good now? |
| 48376 | KATHARINE. Yes, good Griffith; |
| 48377 | I were malicious else. |
| 48378 | GRIFFITH. This Cardinal, |
| 48379 | Though from an humble stock, undoubtedly |
| 48380 | Was fashion'd to much honour from his cradle. |
| 48381 | He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one; |
| 48382 | Exceeding wise, fair-spoken, and persuading; |
| 48383 | Lofty and sour to them that lov'd him not, |
| 48384 | But to those men that sought him sweet as ... |
| 48385 | And though he were unsatisfied in getting- |
| 48386 | Which was a sin-yet in bestowing, madam, |
| 48387 | He was most princely: ever witness for him |
| 48388 | Those twins of learning that he rais'd in ... |
| 48389 | Ipswich and Oxford! One of which fell with... |
| 48390 | Unwilling to outlive the good that did it; |
| 48391 | The other, though unfinish'd, yet so famous, |
| 48392 | So excellent in art, and still so rising, |
| 48393 | That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue. |
| 48394 | His overthrow heap'd happiness upon him; |
| 48395 | For then, and not till then, he felt himself, |
| 48396 | And found the blessedness of being little. |
| 48397 | And, to add greater honours to his age |
| 48398 | Than man could give him, he died fearing God. |
| 48399 | KATHARINE. After my death I wish no other he... |
| 48400 | No other speaker of my living actions, |
| 48401 | To keep mine honour from corruption, |
| 48402 | But such an honest chronicler as Griffith. |
| 48403 | Whom I most hated living, thou hast made me, |
| 48404 | With thy religious truth and modesty, |
| 48405 | Now in his ashes honour. Peace be with him! |
| 48406 | patience, be near me still, and set me lower: |
| 48407 | I have not long to trouble thee. Good Grif... |
| 48408 | Cause the musicians play me that sad note |
| 48409 | I nam'd my knell, whilst I sit meditating |
| 48410 | On that celestial harmony I go to. |
| 48411 | ... |
| 48412 | GRIFFITH. She is asleep. Good wench, let's s... |
| 48413 | For fear we wake her. Softly, gentle Patie... |
| 48414 | THE VISION. |
| 48415 | Enter, solemnly tripping one after anoth... |
| 48416 | PERSONAGES clad in white robes, wearing ... |
| 48417 | heads garlands of bays, and golden vizar... |
| 48418 | faces; branches of bays or palm in their... |
| 48419 | first congee unto her, then dance; and, ... |
| 48420 | changes, the first two hold a spare garl... |
| 48421 | head, at which the other four make rever... |
| 48422 | Then the two that held the garland deliv... |
| 48423 | same to the other next two, who observe ... |
| 48424 | order in their changes, and holding the ... |
| 48425 | her head; which done, they deliver the s... |
| 48426 | to the last two, who likewise observe th... |
| 48427 | at which, as it were by inspiration, she... |
| 48428 | in her sleep signs of rejoicing, and hol... |
| 48429 | hands to heaven. And so in their dancing... |
| 48430 | carrying the garland with them. The musi... |
| 48431 | KATHARINE. Spirits of peace, where are ye? A... |
| 48432 | And leave me here in wretchedness behind ye? |
| 48433 | GRIFFITH. Madam, we are here. |
| 48434 | KATHARINE. It is not you I call for. |
| 48435 | Saw ye none enter since I slept? |
| 48436 | GRIFFITH. None, madam. |
| 48437 | KATHARINE. No? Saw you not, even now, a bles... |
| 48438 | Invite me to a banquet; whose bright faces |
| 48439 | Cast thousand beams upon me, like the sun? |
| 48440 | They promis'd me eternal happiness, |
| 48441 | And brought me garlands, Griffith, which I... |
| 48442 | I am not worthy yet to wear. I shall, assu... |
| 48443 | GRIFFITH. I am most joyful, madam, such good... |
| 48444 | Possess your fancy. |
| 48445 | KATHARINE. Bid the music leave, |
| 48446 | They are harsh and heavy to me. ... |
| 48447 | PATIENCE. Do you note |
| 48448 | How much her Grace is alter'd on the sudden? |
| 48449 | How long her face is drawn! How pale she l... |
| 48450 | And of an earthly cold! Mark her eyes. |
| 48451 | GRIFFITH. She is going, wench. Pray, pray. |
| 48452 | PATIENCE. Heaven comfort her! |
| 48453 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 48454 | MESSENGER. An't like your Grace- |
| 48455 | KATHARINE. You are a saucy fellow. |
| 48456 | Deserve we no more reverence? |
| 48457 | GRIFFITH. You are to blame, |
| 48458 | Knowing she will not lose her wonted great... |
| 48459 | To use so rude behaviour. Go to, kneel. |
| 48460 | MESSENGER. I humbly do entreat your Highness... |
| 48461 | My haste made me unmannerly. There is staying |
| 48462 | A gentleman, sent from the King, to see you. |
| 48463 | KATHARINE. Admit him entrance, Griffith; but... |
| 48464 | Let me ne'er see again. ... |
| 48465 | Enter LORD CAPUCIUS |
| 48466 | If my sight fail not, |
| 48467 | You should be Lord Ambassador from the Emp... |
| 48468 | My royal nephew, and your name Capucius. |
| 48469 | CAPUCIUS. Madam, the same-your servant. |
| 48470 | KATHARINE. O, my Lord, |
| 48471 | The times and titles now are alter'd stran... |
| 48472 | With me since first you knew me. But, I pr... |
| 48473 | What is your pleasure with me? |
| 48474 | CAPUCIUS. Noble lady, |
| 48475 | First, mine own service to your Grace; the... |
| 48476 | The King's request that I would visit you, |
| 48477 | Who grieves much for your weakness, and by me |
| 48478 | Sends you his princely commendations |
| 48479 | And heartily entreats you take good comfort. |
| 48480 | KATHARINE. O my good lord, that comfort come... |
| 48481 | 'Tis like a pardon after execution: |
| 48482 | That gentle physic, given in time, had cur... |
| 48483 | But now I am past all comforts here, but p... |
| 48484 | How does his Highness? |
| 48485 | CAPUCIUS. Madam, in good health. |
| 48486 | KATHARINE. So may he ever do! and ever flourish |
| 48487 | When I shall dwell with worms, and my poor... |
| 48488 | Banish'd the kingdom! Patience, is that le... |
| 48489 | I caus'd you write yet sent away? |
| 48490 | PATIENCE. No, madam. [... |
| 48491 | KATHARINE. Sir, I most humbly pray you to de... |
| 48492 | This to my lord the King. |
| 48493 | CAPUCIUS. Most willing, madam. |
| 48494 | KATHARINE. In which I have commended to his ... |
| 48495 | The model of our chaste loves, his young d... |
| 48496 | The dews of heaven fall thick in blessings... |
| 48497 | Beseeching him to give her virtuous breeding- |
| 48498 | She is young, and of a noble modest nature; |
| 48499 | I hope she will deserve well-and a little |
| 48500 | To love her for her mother's sake, that lo... |
| 48501 | Heaven knows how dearly. My next poor peti... |
| 48502 | Is that his noble Grace would have some pity |
| 48503 | Upon my wretched women that so long |
| 48504 | Have follow'd both my fortunes faithfully; |
| 48505 | Of which there is not one, I dare avow- |
| 48506 | And now I should not lie-but will deserve, |
| 48507 | For virtue and true beauty of the soul, |
| 48508 | For honesty and decent carriage, |
| 48509 | A right good husband, let him be a noble; |
| 48510 | And sure those men are happy that shall ha... |
| 48511 | The last is for my men-they are the poorest, |
| 48512 | But poverty could never draw 'em from me- |
| 48513 | That they may have their wages duly paid 'em, |
| 48514 | And something over to remember me by. |
| 48515 | If heaven had pleas'd to have given me lon... |
| 48516 | And able means, we had not parted thus. |
| 48517 | These are the whole contents; and, good my... |
| 48518 | By that you love the dearest in this world, |
| 48519 | As you wish Christian peace to souls depar... |
| 48520 | Stand these poor people's friend, and urge... |
| 48521 | To do me this last right. |
| 48522 | CAPUCIUS. By heaven, I will, |
| 48523 | Or let me lose the fashion of a man! |
| 48524 | KATHARINE. I thank you, honest lord. Remembe... |
| 48525 | In all humility unto his Highness; |
| 48526 | Say his long trouble now is passing |
| 48527 | Out of this world. Tell him in death I ble... |
| 48528 | For so I will. Mine eyes grow dim. Farewell, |
| 48529 | My lord. Griffith, farewell. Nay, Patience, |
| 48530 | You must not leave me yet. I must to bed; |
| 48531 | Call in more women. When I am dead, good w... |
| 48532 | Let me be us'd with honour; strew me over |
| 48533 | With maiden flowers, that all the world ma... |
| 48534 | I was a chaste wife to my grave. Embalm me, |
| 48535 | Then lay me forth; although unqueen'd, yet... |
| 48536 | A queen, and daughter to a king, inter me. |
| 48537 | I can no more. Ex... |
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| 48546 | ACT V. SCENE 1. |
| 48547 | London. A gallery in the palace |
| 48548 | Enter GARDINER, BISHOP OF WINCHESTER, a PAGE w... |
| 48549 | met by SIR THOMAS LOVELL |
| 48550 | GARDINER. It's one o'clock, boy, is't not? |
| 48551 | BOY. It hath struck. |
| 48552 | GARDINER. These should be hours for necessit... |
| 48553 | Not for delights; times to repair our nature |
| 48554 | With comforting repose, and not for us |
| 48555 | To waste these times. Good hour of night, ... |
| 48556 | Whither so late? |
| 48557 | LOVELL. Came you from the King, my lord? |
| 48558 | GARDINER. I did, Sir Thomas, and left him at... |
| 48559 | With the Duke of Suffolk. |
| 48560 | LOVELL. I must to him too, |
| 48561 | Before he go to bed. I'll take my leave. |
| 48562 | GARDINER. Not yet, Sir Thomas Lovell. What's... |
| 48563 | It seems you are in haste. An if there be |
| 48564 | No great offence belongs to't, give your f... |
| 48565 | Some touch of your late business. Affairs ... |
| 48566 | As they say spirits do-at midnight, have |
| 48567 | In them a wilder nature than the business |
| 48568 | That seeks despatch by day. |
| 48569 | LOVELL. My lord, I love you; |
| 48570 | And durst commend a secret to your ear |
| 48571 | Much weightier than this work. The Queen's... |
| 48572 | They say in great extremity, and fear'd |
| 48573 | She'll with the labour end. |
| 48574 | GARDINER. The fruit she goes with |
| 48575 | I pray for heartily, that it may find |
| 48576 | Good time, and live; but for the stock, Si... |
| 48577 | I wish it grubb'd up now. |
| 48578 | LOVELL. Methinks I could |
| 48579 | Cry thee amen; and yet my conscience says |
| 48580 | She's a good creature, and, sweet lady, does |
| 48581 | Deserve our better wishes. |
| 48582 | GARDINER. But, sir, sir- |
| 48583 | Hear me, Sir Thomas. Y'are a gentleman |
| 48584 | Of mine own way; I know you wise, religious; |
| 48585 | And, let me tell you, it will ne'er be well- |
| 48586 | 'Twill not, Sir Thomas Lovell, take't of me- |
| 48587 | Till Cranmer, Cromwell, her two hands, and... |
| 48588 | Sleep in their graves. |
| 48589 | LOVELL. Now, sir, you speak of two |
| 48590 | The most remark'd i' th' kingdom. As for C... |
| 48591 | Beside that of the Jewel House, is made Ma... |
| 48592 | O' th' Rolls, and the King's secretary; fu... |
| 48593 | Stands in the gap and trade of moe preferm... |
| 48594 | With which the time will load him. Th' Arc... |
| 48595 | Is the King's hand and tongue, and who dar... |
| 48596 | One syllable against him? |
| 48597 | GARDINER. Yes, yes, Sir Thomas, |
| 48598 | There are that dare; and I myself have ven... |
| 48599 | To speak my mind of him; and indeed this day, |
| 48600 | Sir-I may tell it you-I think I have |
| 48601 | Incens'd the lords o' th' Council, that he... |
| 48602 | For so I know he is, they know he is- |
| 48603 | A most arch heretic, a pestilence |
| 48604 | That does infect the land; with which they... |
| 48605 | Have broken with the King, who hath so far |
| 48606 | Given ear to our complaint-of his great grace |
| 48607 | And princely care, foreseeing those fell m... |
| 48608 | Our reasons laid before him-hath commanded |
| 48609 | To-morrow morning to the Council board |
| 48610 | He be convented. He's a rank weed, Sir Tho... |
| 48611 | And we must root him out. From your affairs |
| 48612 | I hinder you too long-good night, Sir Thomas. |
| 48613 | LOVELL. Many good nights, my lord; I rest yo... |
| 48614 | E... |
| 48615 | Enter the KING and the DUKE OF SUFFOLK |
| 48616 | KING. Charles, I will play no more to-night; |
| 48617 | My mind's not on't; you are too hard for me. |
| 48618 | SUFFOLK. Sir, I did never win of you before. |
| 48619 | KING. But little, Charles; |
| 48620 | Nor shall not, when my fancy's on my play. |
| 48621 | Now, Lovell, from the Queen what is the ne... |
| 48622 | LOVELL. I could not personally deliver to her |
| 48623 | What you commanded me, but by her woman |
| 48624 | I sent your message; who return'd her thanks |
| 48625 | In the great'st humbleness, and desir'd yo... |
| 48626 | Most heartily to pray for her. |
| 48627 | KING. What say'st thou, ha? |
| 48628 | To pray for her? What, is she crying out? |
| 48629 | LOVELL. So said her woman; and that her suff... |
| 48630 | Almost each pang a death. |
| 48631 | KING. Alas, good lady! |
| 48632 | SUFFOLK. God safely quit her of her burden, and |
| 48633 | With gentle travail, to the gladding of |
| 48634 | Your Highness with an heir! |
| 48635 | KING. 'Tis midnight, Charles; |
| 48636 | Prithee to bed; and in thy pray'rs remember |
| 48637 | Th' estate of my poor queen. Leave me alone, |
| 48638 | For I must think of that which company |
| 48639 | Will not be friendly to. |
| 48640 | SUFFOLK. I wish your Highness |
| 48641 | A quiet night, and my good mistress will |
| 48642 | Remember in my prayers. |
| 48643 | KING. Charles, good night. ... |
| 48644 | Enter SIR ANTHONY DENNY |
| 48645 | Well, sir, what follows? |
| 48646 | DENNY. Sir, I have brought my lord the Archb... |
| 48647 | As you commanded me. |
| 48648 | KING. Ha! Canterbury? |
| 48649 | DENNY. Ay, my good lord. |
| 48650 | KING. 'Tis true. Where is he, Denny? |
| 48651 | DENNY. He attends your Highness' pleasure. |
| 48652 | KING. Bring him to us. ... |
| 48653 | LOVELL. [Aside] This is about that which t... |
| 48654 | I am happily come hither. |
| 48655 | Re-enter DENNY, With CRANMER |
| 48656 | KING. Avoid the gallery. ... |
| 48657 | Ha! I have said. Be gone. |
| 48658 | What! ... |
| 48659 | CRANMER. [Aside] I am fearful-wherefore fr... |
| 48660 | 'Tis his aspect of terror. All's not well. |
| 48661 | KING. How now, my lord? You do desire to know |
| 48662 | Wherefore I sent for you. |
| 48663 | CRANMER. [Kneeling] It is my duty |
| 48664 | T'attend your Highness' pleasure. |
| 48665 | KING. Pray you, arise, |
| 48666 | My good and gracious Lord of Canterbury. |
| 48667 | Come, you and I must walk a turn together; |
| 48668 | I have news to tell you; come, come, me yo... |
| 48669 | Ah, my good lord, I grieve at what I speak, |
| 48670 | And am right sorry to repeat what follows. |
| 48671 | I have, and most unwillingly, of late |
| 48672 | Heard many grievous-I do say, my lord, |
| 48673 | Grievous-complaints of you; which, being c... |
| 48674 | Have mov'd us and our Council that you shall |
| 48675 | This morning come before us; where I know |
| 48676 | You cannot with such freedom purge yourself |
| 48677 | But that, till further trial in those char... |
| 48678 | Which will require your answer, you must take |
| 48679 | Your patience to you and be well contented |
| 48680 | To make your house our Tow'r. You a brothe... |
| 48681 | It fits we thus proceed, or else no witness |
| 48682 | Would come against you. |
| 48683 | CRANMER. I humbly thank your Highness |
| 48684 | And am right glad to catch this good occasion |
| 48685 | Most throughly to be winnowed where my chaff |
| 48686 | And corn shall fly asunder; for I know |
| 48687 | There's none stands under more calumnious ... |
| 48688 | Than I myself, poor man. |
| 48689 | KING. Stand up, good Canterbury; |
| 48690 | Thy truth and thy integrity is rooted |
| 48691 | In us, thy friend. Give me thy hand, stand... |
| 48692 | Prithee let's walk. Now, by my holidame, |
| 48693 | What manner of man are you? My lord, I look'd |
| 48694 | You would have given me your petition that |
| 48695 | I should have ta'en some pains to bring to... |
| 48696 | Yourself and your accusers, and to have he... |
| 48697 | Without indurance further. |
| 48698 | CRANMER. Most dread liege, |
| 48699 | The good I stand on is my truth and honesty; |
| 48700 | If they shall fail, I with mine enemies |
| 48701 | Will triumph o'er my person; which I weigh... |
| 48702 | Being of those virtues vacant. I fear nothing |
| 48703 | What can be said against me. |
| 48704 | KING. Know you not |
| 48705 | How your state stands i' th' world, with t... |
| 48706 | Your enemies are many, and not small; thei... |
| 48707 | Must bear the same proportion; and not ever |
| 48708 | The justice and the truth o' th' question ... |
| 48709 | The due o' th' verdict with it; at what ease |
| 48710 | Might corrupt minds procure knaves as corrupt |
| 48711 | To swear against you? Such things have bee... |
| 48712 | You are potently oppos'd, and with a malice |
| 48713 | Of as great size. Ween you of better luck, |
| 48714 | I mean in perjur'd witness, than your Master, |
| 48715 | Whose minister you are, whiles here He liv'd |
| 48716 | Upon this naughty earth? Go to, go to; |
| 48717 | You take a precipice for no leap of danger, |
| 48718 | And woo your own destruction. |
| 48719 | CRANMER. God and your Majesty |
| 48720 | Protect mine innocence, or I fall into |
| 48721 | The trap is laid for me! |
| 48722 | KING. Be of good cheer; |
| 48723 | They shall no more prevail than we give wa... |
| 48724 | Keep comfort to you, and this morning see |
| 48725 | You do appear before them; if they shall c... |
| 48726 | In charging you with matters, to commit you, |
| 48727 | The best persuasions to the contrary |
| 48728 | Fail not to use, and with what vehemency |
| 48729 | Th' occasion shall instruct you. If entrea... |
| 48730 | Will render you no remedy, this ring |
| 48731 | Deliver them, and your appeal to us |
| 48732 | There make before them. Look, the good man... |
| 48733 | He's honest, on mine honour. God's blest M... |
| 48734 | I swear he is true-hearted, and a soul |
| 48735 | None better in my kingdom. Get you gone, |
| 48736 | And do as I have bid you. |
| 48737 | ... |
| 48738 | He has strangled his language in his tears. |
| 48739 | Enter OLD LADY |
| 48740 | GENTLEMAN. [Within] Come back; what mean you? |
| 48741 | OLD LADY. I'll not come back; the tidings th... |
| 48742 | Will make my boldness manners. Now, good a... |
| 48743 | Fly o'er thy royal head, and shade thy person |
| 48744 | Under their blessed wings! |
| 48745 | KING. Now, by thy looks |
| 48746 | I guess thy message. Is the Queen deliver'd? |
| 48747 | Say ay, and of a boy. |
| 48748 | OLD LADY. Ay, ay, my liege; |
| 48749 | And of a lovely boy. The God of Heaven |
| 48750 | Both now and ever bless her! 'Tis a girl, |
| 48751 | Promises boys hereafter. Sir, your queen |
| 48752 | Desires your visitation, and to be |
| 48753 | Acquainted with this stranger; 'tis as lik... |
| 48754 | As cherry is to cherry. |
| 48755 | KING. Lovell! |
| 48756 | Enter LOVELL |
| 48757 | LOVELL. Sir? |
| 48758 | KING. Give her an hundred marks. I'll to the... |
| 48759 | OLD LADY. An hundred marks? By this light, I... |
| 48760 | An ordinary groom is for such payment. |
| 48761 | I will have more, or scold it out of him. |
| 48762 | Said I for this the girl was like to him! ... |
| 48763 | Have more, or else unsay't; and now, while... |
| 48764 | I'll put it to the issue. ... |
| 48765 | ACT V. SCENE 2. |
| 48766 | Lobby before the Council Chamber |
| 48767 | Enter CRANMER, ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY |
| 48768 | CRANMER. I hope I am not too late; and yet t... |
| 48769 | That was sent to me from the Council pray'... |
| 48770 | To make great haste. All fast? What means ... |
| 48771 | Who waits there? Sure you know me? |
| 48772 | Enter KEEPER |
| 48773 | KEEPER. Yes, my lord; |
| 48774 | But yet I cannot help you. |
| 48775 | CRANMER. Why? |
| 48776 | KEEPER. Your Grace must wait till you be cal... |
| 48777 | Enter DOCTOR BUTTS |
| 48778 | CRANMER. So. |
| 48779 | BUTTS. [Aside] This is a piece of malice. ... |
| 48780 | I came this way so happily; the King |
| 48781 | Shall understand it presently. ... |
| 48782 | CRANMER. [Aside] 'Tis Butts, |
| 48783 | The King's physician; as he pass'd along, |
| 48784 | How earnestly he cast his eyes upon me! |
| 48785 | Pray heaven he sound not my disgrace! For ... |
| 48786 | This is of purpose laid by some that hate me- |
| 48787 | God turn their hearts! I never sought thei... |
| 48788 | To quench mine honour; they would shame to... |
| 48789 | Wait else at door, a fellow councillor, |
| 48790 | 'Mong boys, grooms, and lackeys. But their... |
| 48791 | Must be fulfill'd, and I attend with patie... |
| 48792 | Enter the KING and BUTTS at window above |
| 48793 | BUTTS. I'll show your Grace the strangest si... |
| 48794 | KING. What's that, Butts? |
| 48795 | BUTTS. I think your Highness saw this many a... |
| 48796 | KING. Body a me, where is it? |
| 48797 | BUTTS. There my lord: |
| 48798 | The high promotion of his Grace of Canterb... |
| 48799 | Who holds his state at door, 'mongst pursu... |
| 48800 | Pages, and footboys. |
| 48801 | KING. Ha, 'tis he indeed. |
| 48802 | Is this the honour they do one another? |
| 48803 | 'Tis well there's one above 'em yet. I had... |
| 48804 | They had parted so much honesty among 'em- |
| 48805 | At least good manners-as not thus to suffer |
| 48806 | A man of his place, and so near our favour, |
| 48807 | To dance attendance on their lordships' pl... |
| 48808 | And at the door too, like a post with pack... |
| 48809 | By holy Mary, Butts, there's knavery! |
| 48810 | Let 'em alone, and draw the curtain close; |
| 48811 | We shall hear more anon. ... |
| 48812 | ACT V. SCENE 3. |
| 48813 | The Council Chamber |
| 48814 | A Council table brought in, with chairs and st... |
| 48815 | under the state. Enter LORD CHANCELLOR, places... |
| 48816 | of the table on the left band, a seat being le... |
| 48817 | as for Canterbury's seat. DUKE OF SUFFOLK, DUK... |
| 48818 | LORD CHAMBERLAIN, GARDINER, seat themselves in... |
| 48819 | CROMWELL at lower end, as secretary. KEEPER at... |
| 48820 | CHANCELLOR. Speak to the business, master se... |
| 48821 | Why are we met in council? |
| 48822 | CROMWELL. Please your honours, |
| 48823 | The chief cause concerns his Grace of Cant... |
| 48824 | GARDINER. Has he had knowledge of it? |
| 48825 | CROMWELL. Yes. |
| 48826 | NORFOLK. Who waits there? |
| 48827 | KEEPER. Without, my noble lords? |
| 48828 | GARDINER. Yes. |
| 48829 | KEEPER. My Lord Archbishop; |
| 48830 | And has done half an hour, to know your pl... |
| 48831 | CHANCELLOR. Let him come in. |
| 48832 | KEEPER. Your Grace may enter now. |
| 48833 | CRANMER approaches the Council table |
| 48834 | CHANCELLOR. My good Lord Archbishop, I am ve... |
| 48835 | To sit here at this present, and behold |
| 48836 | That chair stand empty; but we all are men, |
| 48837 | In our own natures frail and capable |
| 48838 | Of our flesh; few are angels; out of which... |
| 48839 | And want of wisdom, you, that best should ... |
| 48840 | Have misdemean'd yourself, and not a little, |
| 48841 | Toward the King first, then his laws, in f... |
| 48842 | The whole realm by your teaching and your ... |
| 48843 | For so we are inform'd-with new opinions, |
| 48844 | Divers and dangerous; which are heresies, |
| 48845 | And, not reform'd, may prove pernicious. |
| 48846 | GARDINER. Which reformation must be sudden t... |
| 48847 | My noble lords; for those that tame wild h... |
| 48848 | Pace 'em not in their hands to make 'em ge... |
| 48849 | But stop their mouth with stubborn bits an... |
| 48850 | Till they obey the manage. If we suffer, |
| 48851 | Out of our easiness and childish pity |
| 48852 | To one man's honour, this contagious sickn... |
| 48853 | Farewell all physic; and what follows then? |
| 48854 | Commotions, uproars, with a general taint |
| 48855 | Of the whole state; as of late days our ne... |
| 48856 | The upper Germany, can dearly witness, |
| 48857 | Yet freshly pitied in our memories. |
| 48858 | CRANMER. My good lords, hitherto in all the ... |
| 48859 | Both of my life and office, I have labour'd, |
| 48860 | And with no little study, that my teaching |
| 48861 | And the strong course of my authority |
| 48862 | Might go one way, and safely; and the end |
| 48863 | Was ever to do well. Nor is there living- |
| 48864 | I speak it with a single heart, my lords- |
| 48865 | A man that more detests, more stirs against, |
| 48866 | Both in his private conscience and his pla... |
| 48867 | Defacers of a public peace than I do. |
| 48868 | Pray heaven the King may never find a heart |
| 48869 | With less allegiance in it! Men that make |
| 48870 | Envy and crooked malice nourishment |
| 48871 | Dare bite the best. I do beseech your lord... |
| 48872 | That, in this case of justice, my accusers, |
| 48873 | Be what they will, may stand forth face to... |
| 48874 | And freely urge against me. |
| 48875 | SUFFOLK. Nay, my lord, |
| 48876 | That cannot be; you are a councillor, |
| 48877 | And by that virtue no man dare accuse you. |
| 48878 | GARDINER. My lord, because we have business ... |
| 48879 | We will be short with you. 'Tis his Highne... |
| 48880 | And our consent, for better trial of you, |
| 48881 | From hence you be committed to the Tower; |
| 48882 | Where, being but a private man again, |
| 48883 | You shall know many dare accuse you boldly, |
| 48884 | More than, I fear, you are provided for. |
| 48885 | CRANMER. Ah, my good Lord of Winchester, I t... |
| 48886 | You are always my good friend; if your wil... |
| 48887 | I shall both find your lordship judge and ... |
| 48888 | You are so merciful. I see your end- |
| 48889 | 'Tis my undoing. Love and meekness, lord, |
| 48890 | Become a churchman better than ambition; |
| 48891 | Win straying souls with modesty again, |
| 48892 | Cast none away. That I shall clear myself, |
| 48893 | Lay all the weight ye can upon my patience, |
| 48894 | I make as little doubt as you do conscience |
| 48895 | In doing daily wrongs. I could say more, |
| 48896 | But reverence to your calling makes me mod... |
| 48897 | GARDINER. My lord, my lord, you are a sectary; |
| 48898 | That's the plain truth. Your painted gloss... |
| 48899 | To men that understand you, words and weak... |
| 48900 | CROMWELL. My Lord of Winchester, y'are a lit... |
| 48901 | By your good favour, too sharp; men so noble, |
| 48902 | However faulty, yet should find respect |
| 48903 | For what they have been; 'tis a cruelty |
| 48904 | To load a falling man. |
| 48905 | GARDINER. Good Master Secretary, |
| 48906 | I cry your honour mercy; you may, worst |
| 48907 | Of all this table, say so. |
| 48908 | CROMWELL. Why, my lord? |
| 48909 | GARDINER. Do not I know you for a favourer |
| 48910 | Of this new sect? Ye are not sound. |
| 48911 | CROMWELL. Not sound? |
| 48912 | GARDINER. Not sound, I say. |
| 48913 | CROMWELL. Would you were half so honest! |
| 48914 | Men's prayers then would seek you, not the... |
| 48915 | GARDINER. I shall remember this bold language. |
| 48916 | CROMWELL. Do. |
| 48917 | Remember your bold life too. |
| 48918 | CHANCELLOR. This is too much; |
| 48919 | Forbear, for shame, my lords. |
| 48920 | GARDINER. I have done. |
| 48921 | CROMWELL. And I. |
| 48922 | CHANCELLOR. Then thus for you, my lord: it s... |
| 48923 | I take it, by all voices, that forthwith |
| 48924 | You be convey'd to th' Tower a prisoner; |
| 48925 | There to remain till the King's further pl... |
| 48926 | Be known unto us. Are you all agreed, lord... |
| 48927 | ALL. We are. |
| 48928 | CRANMER. Is there no other way of mercy, |
| 48929 | But I must needs to th' Tower, my lords? |
| 48930 | GARDINER. What other |
| 48931 | Would you expect? You are strangely troubl... |
| 48932 | Let some o' th' guard be ready there. |
| 48933 | Enter the guard |
| 48934 | CRANMER. For me? |
| 48935 | Must I go like a traitor thither? |
| 48936 | GARDINER. Receive him, |
| 48937 | And see him safe i' th' Tower. |
| 48938 | CRANMER. Stay, good my lords, |
| 48939 | I have a little yet to say. Look there, my... |
| 48940 | By virtue of that ring I take my cause |
| 48941 | Out of the gripes of cruel men and give it |
| 48942 | To a most noble judge, the King my master. |
| 48943 | CHAMBERLAIN. This is the King's ring. |
| 48944 | SURREY. 'Tis no counterfeit. |
| 48945 | SUFFOLK. 'Tis the right ring, by heav'n. I t... |
| 48946 | When we first put this dangerous stone a-r... |
| 48947 | 'Twould fall upon ourselves. |
| 48948 | NORFOLK. Do you think, my lords, |
| 48949 | The King will suffer but the little finger |
| 48950 | Of this man to be vex'd? |
| 48951 | CHAMBERLAIN. 'Tis now too certain; |
| 48952 | How much more is his life in value with him! |
| 48953 | Would I were fairly out on't! |
| 48954 | CROMWELL. My mind gave me, |
| 48955 | In seeking tales and informations |
| 48956 | Against this man-whose honesty the devil |
| 48957 | And his disciples only envy at- |
| 48958 | Ye blew the fire that burns ye. Now have a... |
| 48959 | Enter the KING frowning on them; he take... |
| 48960 | GARDINER. Dread sovereign, how much are we b... |
| 48961 | In daily thanks, that gave us such a prince; |
| 48962 | Not only good and wise but most religious; |
| 48963 | One that in all obedience makes the church |
| 48964 | The chief aim of his honour and, to streng... |
| 48965 | That holy duty, out of dear respect, |
| 48966 | His royal self in judgment comes to hear |
| 48967 | The cause betwixt her and this great offen... |
| 48968 | KING. You were ever good at sudden commendat... |
| 48969 | Bishop of Winchester. But know I come not |
| 48970 | To hear such flattery now, and in my presence |
| 48971 | They are too thin and bare to hide offences. |
| 48972 | To me you cannot reach you play the spaniel, |
| 48973 | And think with wagging of your tongue to w... |
| 48974 | But whatsoe'er thou tak'st me for, I'm sure |
| 48975 | Thou hast a cruel nature and a bloody. |
| 48976 | [To CRANMER] Good man, sit down. Now let ... |
| 48977 | He that dares most but wag his finger at t... |
| 48978 | By all that's holy, he had better starve |
| 48979 | Than but once think this place becomes the... |
| 48980 | SURREY. May it please your Grace- |
| 48981 | KING. No, sir, it does not please me. |
| 48982 | I had thought I had had men of some unders... |
| 48983 | And wisdom of my Council; but I find none. |
| 48984 | Was it discretion, lords, to let this man, |
| 48985 | This good man-few of you deserve that title- |
| 48986 | This honest man, wait like a lousy footboy |
| 48987 | At chamber door? and one as great as you are? |
| 48988 | Why, what a shame was this! Did my commission |
| 48989 | Bid ye so far forget yourselves? I gave ye |
| 48990 | Power as he was a councillor to try him, |
| 48991 | Not as a groom. There's some of ye, I see, |
| 48992 | More out of malice than integrity, |
| 48993 | Would try him to the utmost, had ye mean; |
| 48994 | Which ye shall never have while I live. |
| 48995 | CHANCELLOR. Thus far, |
| 48996 | My most dread sovereign, may it like your ... |
| 48997 | To let my tongue excuse all. What was purp... |
| 48998 | concerning his imprisonment was rather- |
| 48999 | If there be faith in men-meant for his trial |
| 49000 | And fair purgation to the world, than malice, |
| 49001 | I'm sure, in me. |
| 49002 | KING. Well, well, my lords, respect him; |
| 49003 | Take him, and use him well, he's worthy of... |
| 49004 | I will say thus much for him: if a prince |
| 49005 | May be beholding to a subject, |
| 49006 | Am for his love and service so to him. |
| 49007 | Make me no more ado, but all embrace him; |
| 49008 | Be friends, for shame, my lords! My Lord o... |
| 49009 | I have a suit which you must not deny me: |
| 49010 | That is, a fair young maid that yet wants ... |
| 49011 | You must be godfather, and answer for her. |
| 49012 | CRANMER. The greatest monarch now alive may ... |
| 49013 | In such an honour; how may I deserve it, |
| 49014 | That am a poor and humble subject to you? |
| 49015 | KING. Come, come, my lord, you'd spare your ... |
| 49016 | shall have |
| 49017 | Two noble partners with you: the old Duche... |
| 49018 | And Lady Marquis Dorset. Will these please... |
| 49019 | Once more, my Lord of Winchester, I charge... |
| 49020 | Embrace and love this man. |
| 49021 | GARDINER. With a true heart |
| 49022 | And brother-love I do it. |
| 49023 | CRANMER. And let heaven |
| 49024 | Witness how dear I hold this confirmation. |
| 49025 | KING. Good man, those joyful tears show thy ... |
| 49026 | The common voice, I see, is verified |
| 49027 | Of thee, which says thus: 'Do my Lord of C... |
| 49028 | A shrewd turn and he's your friend for ever.' |
| 49029 | Come, lords, we trifle time away; I long |
| 49030 | To have this young one made a Christian. |
| 49031 | As I have made ye one, lords, one remain; |
| 49032 | So I grow stronger, you more honour gain. ... |
| 49033 | ACT V. SCENE 4. |
| 49034 | The palace yard |
| 49035 | Noise and tumult within. Enter PORTER and his MAN |
| 49036 | PORTER. You'll leave your noise anon, ye ras... |
| 49037 | take the court for Paris garden? Ye rude s... |
| 49038 | gaping. |
| 49039 | [Within: Good master porter, I belong to t... |
| 49040 | PORTER. Belong to th' gallows, and be hang'd... |
| 49041 | this a place to roar in? Fetch me a dozen ... |
| 49042 | and strong ones; these are but switches to... |
| 49043 | your heads. You must be seeing christening... |
| 49044 | for ale and cakes here, you rude rascals? |
| 49045 | MAN. Pray, sir, be patient; 'tis as much imp... |
| 49046 | Unless we sweep 'em from the door with can... |
| 49047 | To scatter 'em as 'tis to make 'em sleep |
| 49048 | On May-day morning; which will never be. |
| 49049 | We may as well push against Paul's as stir... |
| 49050 | PORTER. How got they in, and be hang'd? |
| 49051 | MAN. Alas, I know not: how gets the tide in? |
| 49052 | As much as one sound cudgel of four foot- |
| 49053 | You see the poor remainder-could distribute, |
| 49054 | I made no spare, sir. |
| 49055 | PORTER. You did nothing, sir. |
| 49056 | MAN. I am not Samson, nor Sir Guy, nor Colbr... |
| 49057 | To mow 'em down before me; but if I spar'd... |
| 49058 | That had a head to hit, either young or old, |
| 49059 | He or she, cuckold or cuckold-maker, |
| 49060 | Let me ne'er hope to see a chine again; |
| 49061 | And that I would not for a cow, God save her! |
| 49062 | [ Within: Do you hear, master porter?] |
| 49063 | PORTER. I shall be with you presently, good ... |
| 49064 | Keep the door close, sirrah. |
| 49065 | MAN. What would you have me do? |
| 49066 | PORTER. What should you do, but knock 'em do... |
| 49067 | dozens? Is this Moorfields to muster in? O... |
| 49068 | strange Indian with the great tool come to... |
| 49069 | women so besiege us? Bless me, what a fry ... |
| 49070 | is at door! On my Christian conscience, th... |
| 49071 | will beget a thousand: here will be father... |
| 49072 | and all together. |
| 49073 | MAN. The spoons will be the bigger, sir. The... |
| 49074 | somewhat near the door, he should be a bra... |
| 49075 | face, for, o' my conscience, twenty of the... |
| 49076 | reign in's nose; all that stand about him ... |
| 49077 | they need no other penance. That fire-drak... |
| 49078 | times on the head, and three times was his... |
| 49079 | against me; he stands there like a mortar-... |
| 49080 | There was a haberdasher's wife of small wi... |
| 49081 | rail'd upon me till her pink'd porringer f... |
| 49082 | for kindling such a combustion in the stat... |
| 49083 | meteor once, and hit that woman, who cried... |
| 49084 | when I might see from far some forty trunc... |
| 49085 | to her succour, which were the hope o' th'... |
| 49086 | she was quartered. They fell on; I made go... |
| 49087 | At length they came to th' broomstaff to m... |
| 49088 | still; when suddenly a file of boys behind... |
| 49089 | deliver'd such a show'r of pebbles that I ... |
| 49090 | mine honour in and let 'em win the work: t... |
| 49091 | amongst 'em, I think surely. |
| 49092 | PORTER. These are the youths that thunder at... |
| 49093 | and fight for bitten apples; that no audie... |
| 49094 | of Tower-hill or the limbs of Limehouse, t... |
| 49095 | brothers, are able to endure. I have some ... |
| 49096 | Patrum, and there they are like to dance t... |
| 49097 | besides the running banquet of two beadles... |
| 49098 | Enter the LORD CHAMBERLAIN |
| 49099 | CHAMBERLAIN. Mercy o' me, what a multitude a... |
| 49100 | They grow still too; from all parts they a... |
| 49101 | As if we kept a fair here! Where are these... |
| 49102 | These lazy knaves? Y'have made a fine hand... |
| 49103 | There's a trim rabble let in: are all these |
| 49104 | Your faithful friends o' th' suburbs? We s... |
| 49105 | Great store of room, no doubt, left for th... |
| 49106 | When they pass back from the christening. |
| 49107 | PORTER. An't please your honour, |
| 49108 | We are but men; and what so many may do, |
| 49109 | Not being torn a pieces, we have done. |
| 49110 | An army cannot rule 'em. |
| 49111 | CHAMBERLAIN. As I live, |
| 49112 | If the King blame me for't, I'll lay ye an |
| 49113 | By th' heels, and suddenly; and on your heads |
| 49114 | Clap round fines for neglect. Y'are lazy k... |
| 49115 | And here ye lie baiting of bombards, when |
| 49116 | Ye should do service. Hark! the trumpets s... |
| 49117 | Th' are come already from the christening. |
| 49118 | Go break among the press and find a way out |
| 49119 | To let the troops pass fairly, or I'll find |
| 49120 | A Marshalsea shall hold ye play these two ... |
| 49121 | PORTER. Make way there for the Princess. |
| 49122 | MAN. You great fellow, |
| 49123 | Stand close up, or I'll make your head ache. |
| 49124 | PORTER. You i' th' camlet, get up o' th' rail; |
| 49125 | I'll peck you o'er the pales else. ... |
| 49126 | ACT V. SCENE 5. |
| 49127 | The palace |
| 49128 | Enter TRUMPETS, sounding; then two ALDERMEN, L... |
| 49129 | DUKE OF NORFOLK, with his marshal's staff, DUK... |
| 49130 | two Noblemen bearing great standing-bowls for ... |
| 49131 | then four Noblemen bearing a canopy, under whi... |
| 49132 | godmother, bearing the CHILD richly habited in... |
| 49133 | train borne by a LADY; then follows the MARCHI... |
| 49134 | the other godmother, and LADIES. The troop pas... |
| 49135 | and GARTER speaks |
| 49136 | GARTER. Heaven, from thy endless goodness, s... |
| 49137 | life, long and ever-happy, to the high and... |
| 49138 | Princess of England, Elizabeth! |
| 49139 | Flourish. Enter KING and guard |
| 49140 | CRANMER. [Kneeling] And to your royal Grac... |
| 49141 | good Queen! |
| 49142 | My noble partners and myself thus pray: |
| 49143 | All comfort, joy, in this most gracious lady, |
| 49144 | Heaven ever laid up to make parents happy, |
| 49145 | May hourly fall upon ye! |
| 49146 | KING. Thank you, good Lord Archbishop. |
| 49147 | What is her name? |
| 49148 | CRANMER. Elizabeth. |
| 49149 | KING. Stand up, lord. [The... |
| 49150 | With this kiss take my blessing: God prote... |
| 49151 | Into whose hand I give thy life. |
| 49152 | CRANMER. Amen. |
| 49153 | KING. My noble gossips, y'have been too prod... |
| 49154 | I thank ye heartily. So shall this lady, |
| 49155 | When she has so much English. |
| 49156 | CRANMER. Let me speak, sir, |
| 49157 | For heaven now bids me; and the words I utter |
| 49158 | Let none think flattery, for they'll find ... |
| 49159 | This royal infant-heaven still move about ... |
| 49160 | Though in her cradle, yet now promises |
| 49161 | Upon this land a thousand blessings, |
| 49162 | Which time shall bring to ripeness. She sh... |
| 49163 | But few now living can behold that goodness- |
| 49164 | A pattern to all princes living with her, |
| 49165 | And all that shall succeed. Saba was never |
| 49166 | More covetous of wisdom and fair virtue |
| 49167 | Than this pure soul shall be. All princely... |
| 49168 | That mould up such a mighty piece as this is, |
| 49169 | With all the virtues that attend the good, |
| 49170 | Shall still be doubled on her. Truth shall... |
| 49171 | Holy and heavenly thoughts still counsel her; |
| 49172 | She shall be lov'd and fear'd. Her own sha... |
| 49173 | Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, |
| 49174 | And hang their heads with sorrow. Good gro... |
| 49175 | In her days every man shall eat in safety |
| 49176 | Under his own vine what he plants, and sing |
| 49177 | The merry songs of peace to all his neighb... |
| 49178 | God shall be truly known; and those about her |
| 49179 | From her shall read the perfect ways of ho... |
| 49180 | And by those claim their greatness, not by... |
| 49181 | Nor shall this peace sleep with her; but a... |
| 49182 | The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix |
| 49183 | Her ashes new create another heir |
| 49184 | As great in admiration as herself, |
| 49185 | So shall she leave her blessedness to one- |
| 49186 | When heaven shall call her from this cloud... |
| 49187 | Who from the sacred ashes of her honour |
| 49188 | Shall star-like rise, as great in fame as ... |
| 49189 | And so stand fix'd. Peace, plenty, love, t... |
| 49190 | That were the servants to this chosen infant, |
| 49191 | Shall then be his, and like a vine grow to... |
| 49192 | Wherever the bright sun of heaven shall sh... |
| 49193 | His honour and the greatness of his name |
| 49194 | Shall be, and make new nations; he shall f... |
| 49195 | And like a mountain cedar reach his branches |
| 49196 | To all the plains about him; our children'... |
| 49197 | Shall see this and bless heaven. |
| 49198 | KING. Thou speakest wonders. |
| 49199 | CRANMER. She shall be, to the happiness of E... |
| 49200 | An aged princess; many days shall see her, |
| 49201 | And yet no day without a deed to crown it. |
| 49202 | Would I had known no more! But she must die- |
| 49203 | She must, the saints must have her-yet a v... |
| 49204 | A most unspotted lily shall she pass |
| 49205 | To th' ground, and all the world shall mou... |
| 49206 | KING. O Lord Archbishop, |
| 49207 | Thou hast made me now a man; never before |
| 49208 | This happy child did I get anything. |
| 49209 | This oracle of comfort has so pleas'd me |
| 49210 | That when I am in heaven I shall desire |
| 49211 | To see what this child does, and praise my... |
| 49212 | I thank ye all. To you, my good Lord Mayor, |
| 49213 | And you, good brethren, I am much beholding; |
| 49214 | I have receiv'd much honour by your presence, |
| 49215 | And ye shall find me thankful. Lead the wa... |
| 49216 | Ye must all see the Queen, and she must th... |
| 49217 | She will be sick else. This day, no man think |
| 49218 | Has business at his house; for all shall s... |
| 49219 | This little one shall make it holiday. ... |
| 49220 | KING_HENRY_VIII|EPILOGUE |
| 49221 | THE EPILOGUE. |
| 49222 | 'Tis ten to one this play can never please |
| 49223 | All that are here. Some come to take their... |
| 49224 | And sleep an act or two; but those, we fear, |
| 49225 | W'have frighted with our trumpets; so, 'ti... |
| 49226 | They'll say 'tis nought; others to hear th... |
| 49227 | Abus'd extremely, and to cry 'That's witty!' |
| 49228 | Which we have not done neither; that, I fear, |
| 49229 | All the expected good w'are like to hear |
| 49230 | For this play at this time is only in |
| 49231 | The merciful construction of good women; |
| 49232 | For such a one we show'd 'em. If they smile |
| 49233 | And say 'twill do, I know within a while |
| 49234 | All the best men are ours; for 'tis ill hap |
| 49235 | If they hold when their ladies bid 'em clap. |
| 49236 | THE END |
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| 49246 | KING JOHN |
| 49247 | by William Shakespeare |
| 49248 | DRAMATIS PERSONAE |
| 49249 | KING JOHN |
| 49250 | PRINCE HENRY, his son |
| 49251 | ARTHUR, DUKE OF BRITAINE, son of Geffrey, ... |
| 49252 | Britaine, the elder brother of King John |
| 49253 | EARL OF PEMBROKE |
| 49254 | EARL OF ESSEX |
| 49255 | EARL OF SALISBURY |
| 49256 | LORD BIGOT |
| 49257 | HUBERT DE BURGH |
| 49258 | ROBERT FAULCONBRIDGE, son to Sir Robert Fa... |
| 49259 | PHILIP THE BASTARD, his half-brother |
| 49260 | JAMES GURNEY, servant to Lady Faulconbridge |
| 49261 | PETER OF POMFRET, a prophet |
| 49262 | KING PHILIP OF FRANCE |
| 49263 | LEWIS, the Dauphin |
| 49264 | LYMOGES, Duke of Austria |
| 49265 | CARDINAL PANDULPH, the Pope's legate |
| 49266 | MELUN, a French lord |
| 49267 | CHATILLON, ambassador from France to King ... |
| 49268 | QUEEN ELINOR, widow of King Henry II and m... |
| 49269 | King John |
| 49270 | CONSTANCE, Mother to Arthur |
| 49271 | BLANCH OF SPAIN, daughter to the King of C... |
| 49272 | and niece to King John |
| 49273 | LADY FAULCONBRIDGE, widow of Sir Robert Fa... |
| 49274 | Lords, Citizens of Angiers, Sheriff, Heral... |
| 49275 | Soldiers, Executioners, Messengers, Atte... |
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| 49284 | SCENE: |
| 49285 | England and France |
| 49286 | ACT I. SCENE 1 |
| 49287 | KING JOHN's palace |
| 49288 | Enter KING JOHN, QUEEN ELINOR, PEMBROKE, ESSEX... |
| 49289 | with CHATILLON |
| 49290 | KING JOHN. Now, say, Chatillon, what would F... |
| 49291 | CHATILLON. Thus, after greeting, speaks the ... |
| 49292 | In my behaviour to the majesty, |
| 49293 | The borrowed majesty, of England here. |
| 49294 | ELINOR. A strange beginning- 'borrowed majes... |
| 49295 | KING JOHN. Silence, good mother; hear the em... |
| 49296 | CHATILLON. Philip of France, in right and tr... |
| 49297 | Of thy deceased brother Geffrey's son, |
| 49298 | Arthur Plantagenet, lays most lawful claim |
| 49299 | To this fair island and the territories, |
| 49300 | To Ireland, Poictiers, Anjou, Touraine, Ma... |
| 49301 | Desiring thee to lay aside the sword |
| 49302 | Which sways usurpingly these several titles, |
| 49303 | And put the same into young Arthur's hand, |
| 49304 | Thy nephew and right royal sovereign. |
| 49305 | KING JOHN. What follows if we disallow of this? |
| 49306 | CHATILLON. The proud control of fierce and b... |
| 49307 | To enforce these rights so forcibly withheld. |
| 49308 | KING JOHN. Here have we war for war, and blo... |
| 49309 | Controlment for controlment- so answer Fra... |
| 49310 | CHATILLON. Then take my king's defiance from... |
| 49311 | The farthest limit of my embassy. |
| 49312 | KING JOHN. Bear mine to him, and so depart i... |
| 49313 | Be thou as lightning in the eyes of France; |
| 49314 | For ere thou canst report I will be there, |
| 49315 | The thunder of my cannon shall be heard. |
| 49316 | So hence! Be thou the trumpet of our wrath |
| 49317 | And sullen presage of your own decay. |
| 49318 | An honourable conduct let him have- |
| 49319 | Pembroke, look to 't. Farewell, Chatillon. |
| 49320 | Exeunt... |
| 49321 | ELINOR. What now, my son! Have I not ever said |
| 49322 | How that ambitious Constance would not cease |
| 49323 | Till she had kindled France and all the world |
| 49324 | Upon the right and party of her son? |
| 49325 | This might have been prevented and made whole |
| 49326 | With very easy arguments of love, |
| 49327 | Which now the manage of two kingdoms must |
| 49328 | With fearful bloody issue arbitrate. |
| 49329 | KING JOHN. Our strong possession and our rig... |
| 49330 | ELINOR. Your strong possession much more tha... |
| 49331 | Or else it must go wrong with you and me; |
| 49332 | So much my conscience whispers in your ear, |
| 49333 | Which none but heaven and you and I shall ... |
| 49334 | Enter a SHERIFF |
| 49335 | ESSEX. My liege, here is the strangest contr... |
| 49336 | Come from the country to be judg'd by you |
| 49337 | That e'er I heard. Shall I produce the men? |
| 49338 | KING JOHN. Let them approach. ... |
| 49339 | Our abbeys and our priories shall pay |
| 49340 | This expedition's charge. |
| 49341 | Enter ROBERT FAULCONBRIDGE and PHILIP, hi... |
| 49342 | brother |
| 49343 | What men are you? |
| 49344 | BASTARD. Your faithful subject I, a gentleman |
| 49345 | Born in Northamptonshire, and eldest son, |
| 49346 | As I suppose, to Robert Faulconbridge- |
| 49347 | A soldier by the honour-giving hand |
| 49348 | Of Coeur-de-lion knighted in the field. |
| 49349 | KING JOHN. What art thou? |
| 49350 | ROBERT. The son and heir to that same Faulco... |
| 49351 | KING JOHN. Is that the elder, and art thou t... |
| 49352 | You came not of one mother then, it seems. |
| 49353 | BASTARD. Most certain of one mother, mighty ... |
| 49354 | That is well known- and, as I think, one f... |
| 49355 | But for the certain knowledge of that truth |
| 49356 | I put you o'er to heaven and to my mother. |
| 49357 | Of that I doubt, as all men's children may. |
| 49358 | ELINOR. Out on thee, rude man! Thou dost sha... |
| 49359 | And wound her honour with this diffidence. |
| 49360 | BASTARD. I, madam? No, I have no reason for ... |
| 49361 | That is my brother's plea, and none of mine; |
| 49362 | The which if he can prove, 'a pops me out |
| 49363 | At least from fair five hundred pound a year. |
| 49364 | Heaven guard my mother's honour and my land! |
| 49365 | KING JOHN. A good blunt fellow. Why, being y... |
| 49366 | Doth he lay claim to thine inheritance? |
| 49367 | BASTARD. I know not why, except to get the l... |
| 49368 | But once he slander'd me with bastardy; |
| 49369 | But whe'er I be as true begot or no, |
| 49370 | That still I lay upon my mother's head; |
| 49371 | But that I am as well begot, my liege- |
| 49372 | Fair fall the bones that took the pains fo... |
| 49373 | Compare our faces and be judge yourself. |
| 49374 | If old Sir Robert did beget us both |
| 49375 | And were our father, and this son like him- |
| 49376 | O old Sir Robert, father, on my knee |
| 49377 | I give heaven thanks I was not like to thee! |
| 49378 | KING JOHN. Why, what a madcap hath heaven le... |
| 49379 | ELINOR. He hath a trick of Coeur-de-lion's f... |
| 49380 | The accent of his tongue affecteth him. |
| 49381 | Do you not read some tokens of my son |
| 49382 | In the large composition of this man? |
| 49383 | KING JOHN. Mine eye hath well examined his p... |
| 49384 | And finds them perfect Richard. Sirrah, sp... |
| 49385 | What doth move you to claim your brother's... |
| 49386 | BASTARD. Because he hath a half-face, like m... |
| 49387 | With half that face would he have all my l... |
| 49388 | A half-fac'd groat five hundred pound a year! |
| 49389 | ROBERT. My gracious liege, when that my fath... |
| 49390 | Your brother did employ my father much- |
| 49391 | BASTARD. Well, sir, by this you cannot get m... |
| 49392 | Your tale must be how he employ'd my mother. |
| 49393 | ROBERT. And once dispatch'd him in an embassy |
| 49394 | To Germany, there with the Emperor |
| 49395 | To treat of high affairs touching that time. |
| 49396 | Th' advantage of his absence took the King, |
| 49397 | And in the meantime sojourn'd at my father's; |
| 49398 | Where how he did prevail I shame to speak- |
| 49399 | But truth is truth: large lengths of seas ... |
| 49400 | Between my father and my mother lay, |
| 49401 | As I have heard my father speak himself, |
| 49402 | When this same lusty gentleman was got. |
| 49403 | Upon his death-bed he by will bequeath'd |
| 49404 | His lands to me, and took it on his death |
| 49405 | That this my mother's son was none of his; |
| 49406 | And if he were, he came into the world |
| 49407 | Full fourteen weeks before the course of t... |
| 49408 | Then, good my liege, let me have what is m... |
| 49409 | My father's land, as was my father's will. |
| 49410 | KING JOHN. Sirrah, your brother is legitimate: |
| 49411 | Your father's wife did after wedlock bear ... |
| 49412 | And if she did play false, the fault was h... |
| 49413 | Which fault lies on the hazards of all hus... |
| 49414 | That marry wives. Tell me, how if my brother, |
| 49415 | Who, as you say, took pains to get this son, |
| 49416 | Had of your father claim'd this son for his? |
| 49417 | In sooth, good friend, your father might h... |
| 49418 | This calf, bred from his cow, from all the... |
| 49419 | In sooth, he might; then, if he were my br... |
| 49420 | My brother might not claim him; nor your f... |
| 49421 | Being none of his, refuse him. This conclu... |
| 49422 | My mother's son did get your father's heir; |
| 49423 | Your father's heir must have your father's... |
| 49424 | ROBERT. Shall then my father's will be of no... |
| 49425 | To dispossess that child which is not his? |
| 49426 | BASTARD. Of no more force to dispossess me, ... |
| 49427 | Than was his will to get me, as I think. |
| 49428 | ELINOR. Whether hadst thou rather be a Faulc... |
| 49429 | And like thy brother, to enjoy thy land, |
| 49430 | Or the reputed son of Coeur-de-lion, |
| 49431 | Lord of thy presence and no land beside? |
| 49432 | BASTARD. Madam, an if my brother had my shape |
| 49433 | And I had his, Sir Robert's his, like him; |
| 49434 | And if my legs were two such riding-rods, |
| 49435 | My arms such eel-skins stuff'd, my face so... |
| 49436 | That in mine ear I durst not stick a rose |
| 49437 | Lest men should say 'Look where three-fart... |
| 49438 | And, to his shape, were heir to all this l... |
| 49439 | Would I might never stir from off this place, |
| 49440 | I would give it every foot to have this fa... |
| 49441 | I would not be Sir Nob in any case. |
| 49442 | ELINOR. I like thee well. Wilt thou forsake ... |
| 49443 | Bequeath thy land to him and follow me? |
| 49444 | I am a soldier and now bound to France. |
| 49445 | BASTARD. Brother, take you my land, I'll tak... |
| 49446 | Your face hath got five hundred pound a year, |
| 49447 | Yet sell your face for fivepence and 'tis ... |
| 49448 | Madam, I'll follow you unto the death. |
| 49449 | ELINOR. Nay, I would have you go before me t... |
| 49450 | BASTARD. Our country manners give our better... |
| 49451 | KING JOHN. What is thy name? |
| 49452 | BASTARD. Philip, my liege, so is my name begun: |
| 49453 | Philip, good old Sir Robert's wife's eldes... |
| 49454 | KING JOHN. From henceforth bear his name who... |
| 49455 | Kneel thou down Philip, but rise more great- |
| 49456 | Arise Sir Richard and Plantagenet. |
| 49457 | BASTARD. Brother by th' mother's side, give ... |
| 49458 | My father gave me honour, yours gave land. |
| 49459 | Now blessed be the hour, by night or day, |
| 49460 | When I was got, Sir Robert was away! |
| 49461 | ELINOR. The very spirit of Plantagenet! |
| 49462 | I am thy grandam, Richard: call me so. |
| 49463 | BASTARD. Madam, by chance, but not by truth;... |
| 49464 | Something about, a little from the right, |
| 49465 | In at the window, or else o'er the hatch; |
| 49466 | Who dares not stir by day must walk by night; |
| 49467 | And have is have, however men do catch. |
| 49468 | Near or far off, well won is still well shot; |
| 49469 | And I am I, howe'er I was begot. |
| 49470 | KING JOHN. Go, Faulconbridge; now hast thou ... |
| 49471 | A landless knight makes thee a landed squire. |
| 49472 | Come, madam, and come, Richard, we must speed |
| 49473 | For France, for France, for it is more tha... |
| 49474 | BASTARD. Brother, adieu. Good fortune come t... |
| 49475 | For thou wast got i' th' way of honesty. |
| 49476 | Exe... |
| 49477 | A foot of honour better than I was; |
| 49478 | But many a many foot of land the worse. |
| 49479 | Well, now can I make any Joan a lady. |
| 49480 | 'Good den, Sir Richard!'-'God-a-mercy, fel... |
| 49481 | And if his name be George, I'll call him P... |
| 49482 | For new-made honour doth forget men's names: |
| 49483 | 'Tis too respective and too sociable |
| 49484 | For your conversion. Now your traveller, |
| 49485 | He and his toothpick at my worship's mess- |
| 49486 | And when my knightly stomach is suffic'd, |
| 49487 | Why then I suck my teeth and catechize |
| 49488 | My picked man of countries: 'My dear sir,' |
| 49489 | Thus leaning on mine elbow I begin |
| 49490 | 'I shall beseech you'-That is question now; |
| 49491 | And then comes answer like an Absey book: |
| 49492 | 'O sir,' says answer 'at your best command, |
| 49493 | At your employment, at your service, sir!' |
| 49494 | 'No, sir,' says question 'I, sweet sir, at... |
| 49495 | And so, ere answer knows what question would, |
| 49496 | Saving in dialogue of compliment, |
| 49497 | And talking of the Alps and Apennines, |
| 49498 | The Pyrenean and the river Po- |
| 49499 | It draws toward supper in conclusion so. |
| 49500 | But this is worshipful society, |
| 49501 | And fits the mounting spirit like myself; |
| 49502 | For he is but a bastard to the time |
| 49503 | That doth not smack of observation- |
| 49504 | And so am I, whether I smack or no; |
| 49505 | And not alone in habit and device, |
| 49506 | Exterior form, outward accoutrement, |
| 49507 | But from the inward motion to deliver |
| 49508 | Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age's t... |
| 49509 | Which, though I will not practise to deceive, |
| 49510 | Yet, to avoid deceit, I mean to learn; |
| 49511 | For it shall strew the footsteps of my ris... |
| 49512 | But who comes in such haste in riding-robes? |
| 49513 | What woman-post is this? Hath she no husband |
| 49514 | That will take pains to blow a horn before... |
| 49515 | Enter LADY FAULCONBRIDGE, and JAMES GURNEY |
| 49516 | O me, 'tis my mother! How now, good lady! |
| 49517 | What brings you here to court so hastily? |
| 49518 | LADY FAULCONBRIDGE. Where is that slave, thy... |
| 49519 | Where is he |
| 49520 | That holds in chase mine honour up and down? |
| 49521 | BASTARD. My brother Robert, old Sir Robert's... |
| 49522 | Colbrand the giant, that same mighty man? |
| 49523 | Is it Sir Robert's son that you seek so? |
| 49524 | LADY FAULCONBRIDGE. Sir Robert's son! Ay, th... |
| 49525 | Sir Robert's son! Why scorn'st thou at Sir... |
| 49526 | He is Sir Robert's son, and so art thou. |
| 49527 | BASTARD. James Gurney, wilt thou give us lea... |
| 49528 | GURNEY. Good leave, good Philip. |
| 49529 | BASTARD. Philip-Sparrow! James, |
| 49530 | There's toys abroad-anon I'll tell thee more. |
| 49531 | ... |
| 49532 | Madam, I was not old Sir Robert's son; |
| 49533 | Sir Robert might have eat his part in me |
| 49534 | Upon Good Friday, and ne'er broke his fast. |
| 49535 | Sir Robert could do: well-marry, to confess- |
| 49536 | Could he get me? Sir Robert could not do it: |
| 49537 | We know his handiwork. Therefore, good mot... |
| 49538 | To whom am I beholding for these limbs? |
| 49539 | Sir Robert never holp to make this leg. |
| 49540 | LADY FAULCONBRIDGE. Hast thou conspired with... |
| 49541 | That for thine own gain shouldst defend mi... |
| 49542 | What means this scorn, thou most untoward ... |
| 49543 | BASTARD. Knight, knight, good mother, Basili... |
| 49544 | What! I am dubb'd; I have it on my shoulder. |
| 49545 | But, mother, I am not Sir Robert's son: |
| 49546 | I have disclaim'd Sir Robert and my land; |
| 49547 | Legitimation, name, and all is gone. |
| 49548 | Then, good my mother, let me know my father- |
| 49549 | Some proper man, I hope. Who was it, mother? |
| 49550 | LADY FAULCONBRIDGE. Hast thou denied thyself... |
| 49551 | BASTARD. As faithfully as I deny the devil. |
| 49552 | LADY FAULCONBRIDGE. King Richard Coeur-de-li... |
| 49553 | By long and vehement suit I was seduc'd |
| 49554 | To make room for him in my husband's bed. |
| 49555 | Heaven lay not my transgression to my charge! |
| 49556 | Thou art the issue of my dear offence, |
| 49557 | Which was so strongly urg'd past my defence. |
| 49558 | BASTARD. Now, by this light, were I to get a... |
| 49559 | Madam, I would not wish a better father. |
| 49560 | Some sins do bear their privilege on earth, |
| 49561 | And so doth yours: your fault was not your... |
| 49562 | Needs must you lay your heart at his dispose, |
| 49563 | Subjected tribute to commanding love, |
| 49564 | Against whose fury and unmatched force |
| 49565 | The aweless lion could not wage the fight |
| 49566 | Nor keep his princely heart from Richard's... |
| 49567 | He that perforce robs lions of their hearts |
| 49568 | May easily win a woman's. Ay, my mother, |
| 49569 | With all my heart I thank thee for my father! |
| 49570 | Who lives and dares but say thou didst not... |
| 49571 | When I was got, I'll send his soul to hell. |
| 49572 | Come, lady, I will show thee to my kin; |
| 49573 | And they shall say when Richard me begot, |
| 49574 | If thou hadst said him nay, it had been sin. |
| 49575 | Who says it was, he lies; I say 'twas not.... |
| 49576 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 49577 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 49578 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 49579 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 49580 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 49581 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 49582 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
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| 49584 | ACT II. SCENE 1 |
| 49585 | France. Before Angiers |
| 49586 | Enter, on one side, AUSTRIA and forces; on the... |
| 49587 | LEWIS the Dauphin, CONSTANCE, ARTHUR, and forces |
| 49588 | KING PHILIP. Before Angiers well met, brave ... |
| 49589 | Arthur, that great forerunner of thy blood, |
| 49590 | Richard, that robb'd the lion of his heart |
| 49591 | And fought the holy wars in Palestine, |
| 49592 | By this brave duke came early to his grave; |
| 49593 | And for amends to his posterity, |
| 49594 | At our importance hither is he come |
| 49595 | To spread his colours, boy, in thy behalf; |
| 49596 | And to rebuke the usurpation |
| 49597 | Of thy unnatural uncle, English John. |
| 49598 | Embrace him, love him, give him welcome hi... |
| 49599 | ARTHUR. God shall forgive you Coeur-de-lion'... |
| 49600 | The rather that you give his offspring life, |
| 49601 | Shadowing their right under your wings of ... |
| 49602 | I give you welcome with a powerless hand, |
| 49603 | But with a heart full of unstained love; |
| 49604 | Welcome before the gates of Angiers, Duke. |
| 49605 | KING PHILIP. A noble boy! Who would not do t... |
| 49606 | AUSTRIA. Upon thy cheek lay I this zealous kiss |
| 49607 | As seal to this indenture of my love: |
| 49608 | That to my home I will no more return |
| 49609 | Till Angiers and the right thou hast in Fr... |
| 49610 | Together with that pale, that white-fac'd ... |
| 49611 | Whose foot spurns back the ocean's roaring... |
| 49612 | And coops from other lands her islanders- |
| 49613 | Even till that England, hedg'd in with the... |
| 49614 | That water-walled bulwark, still secure |
| 49615 | And confident from foreign purposes- |
| 49616 | Even till that utmost corner of the west |
| 49617 | Salute thee for her king. Till then, fair ... |
| 49618 | Will I not think of home, but follow arms. |
| 49619 | CONSTANCE. O, take his mother's thanks, a wi... |
| 49620 | Till your strong hand shall help to give h... |
| 49621 | To make a more requital to your love! |
| 49622 | AUSTRIA. The peace of heaven is theirs that ... |
| 49623 | In such a just and charitable war. |
| 49624 | KING PHILIP. Well then, to work! Our cannon ... |
| 49625 | Against the brows of this resisting town; |
| 49626 | Call for our chiefest men of discipline, |
| 49627 | To cull the plots of best advantages. |
| 49628 | We'll lay before this town our royal bones, |
| 49629 | Wade to the market-place in Frenchmen's bl... |
| 49630 | But we will make it subject to this boy. |
| 49631 | CONSTANCE. Stay for an answer to your embassy, |
| 49632 | Lest unadvis'd you stain your swords with ... |
| 49633 | My Lord Chatillon may from England bring |
| 49634 | That right in peace which here we urge in ... |
| 49635 | And then we shall repent each drop of blood |
| 49636 | That hot rash haste so indirectly shed. |
| 49637 | Enter CHATILLON |
| 49638 | KING PHILIP. A wonder, lady! Lo, upon thy wish, |
| 49639 | Our messenger Chatillon is arriv'd. |
| 49640 | What England says, say briefly, gentle lor... |
| 49641 | We coldly pause for thee. Chatillon, speak. |
| 49642 | CHATILLON. Then turn your forces from this p... |
| 49643 | And stir them up against a mightier task. |
| 49644 | England, impatient of your just demands, |
| 49645 | Hath put himself in arms. The adverse winds, |
| 49646 | Whose leisure I have stay'd, have given hi... |
| 49647 | To land his legions all as soon as I; |
| 49648 | His marches are expedient to this town, |
| 49649 | His forces strong, his soldiers confident. |
| 49650 | With him along is come the mother-queen, |
| 49651 | An Ate, stirring him to blood and strife; |
| 49652 | With her the Lady Blanch of Spain; |
| 49653 | With them a bastard of the king's deceas'd; |
| 49654 | And all th' unsettled humours of the land- |
| 49655 | Rash, inconsiderate, fiery voluntaries, |
| 49656 | With ladies' faces and fierce dragons' spl... |
| 49657 | Have sold their fortunes at their native h... |
| 49658 | Bearing their birthrights proudly on their... |
| 49659 | To make a hazard of new fortunes here. |
| 49660 | In brief, a braver choice of dauntless spi... |
| 49661 | Than now the English bottoms have waft o'er |
| 49662 | Did never float upon the swelling tide |
| 49663 | To do offence and scathe in Christendom. ... |
| 49664 | The interruption of their churlish drums |
| 49665 | Cuts off more circumstance: they are at hand; |
| 49666 | To parley or to fight, therefore prepare. |
| 49667 | KING PHILIP. How much unlook'd for is this e... |
| 49668 | AUSTRIA. By how much unexpected, by so much |
| 49669 | We must awake endeavour for defence, |
| 49670 | For courage mounteth with occasion. |
| 49671 | Let them be welcome then; we are prepar'd. |
| 49672 | Enter KING JOHN, ELINOR, BLANCH, the BA... |
| 49673 | PEMBROKE, and others |
| 49674 | KING JOHN. Peace be to France, if France in ... |
| 49675 | Our just and lineal entrance to our own! |
| 49676 | If not, bleed France, and peace ascend to ... |
| 49677 | Whiles we, God's wrathful agent, do correct |
| 49678 | Their proud contempt that beats His peace ... |
| 49679 | KING PHILIP. Peace be to England, if that wa... |
| 49680 | From France to England, there to live in p... |
| 49681 | England we love, and for that England's sake |
| 49682 | With burden of our armour here we sweat. |
| 49683 | This toil of ours should be a work of thine; |
| 49684 | But thou from loving England art so far |
| 49685 | That thou hast under-wrought his lawful king, |
| 49686 | Cut off the sequence of posterity, |
| 49687 | Outfaced infant state, and done a rape |
| 49688 | Upon the maiden virtue of the crown. |
| 49689 | Look here upon thy brother Geffrey's face: |
| 49690 | These eyes, these brows, were moulded out ... |
| 49691 | This little abstract doth contain that large |
| 49692 | Which died in Geffrey, and the hand of time |
| 49693 | Shall draw this brief into as huge a volume. |
| 49694 | That Geffrey was thy elder brother born, |
| 49695 | And this his son; England was Geffrey's ri... |
| 49696 | And this is Geffrey's. In the name of God, |
| 49697 | How comes it then that thou art call'd a k... |
| 49698 | When living blood doth in these temples be... |
| 49699 | Which owe the crown that thou o'er-masterest? |
| 49700 | KING JOHN. From whom hast thou this great co... |
| 49701 | To draw my answer from thy articles? |
| 49702 | KING PHILIP. From that supernal judge that s... |
| 49703 | In any breast of strong authority |
| 49704 | To look into the blots and stains of right. |
| 49705 | That judge hath made me guardian to this boy, |
| 49706 | Under whose warrant I impeach thy wrong, |
| 49707 | And by whose help I mean to chastise it. |
| 49708 | KING JOHN. Alack, thou dost usurp authority. |
| 49709 | KING PHILIP. Excuse it is to beat usurping d... |
| 49710 | ELINOR. Who is it thou dost call usurper, Fr... |
| 49711 | CONSTANCE. Let me make answer: thy usurping ... |
| 49712 | ELINOR. Out, insolent! Thy bastard shall be ... |
| 49713 | That thou mayst be a queen and check the w... |
| 49714 | CONSTANCE. My bed was ever to thy son as true |
| 49715 | As thine was to thy husband; and this boy |
| 49716 | Liker in feature to his father Geffrey |
| 49717 | Than thou and John in manners-being as Eke |
| 49718 | As rain to water, or devil to his dam. |
| 49719 | My boy a bastard! By my soul, I think |
| 49720 | His father never was so true begot; |
| 49721 | It cannot be, an if thou wert his mother. |
| 49722 | ELINOR. There's a good mother, boy, that blo... |
| 49723 | CONSTANCE. There's a good grandam, boy, that... |
| 49724 | AUSTRIA. Peace! |
| 49725 | BASTARD. Hear the crier. |
| 49726 | AUSTRIA. What the devil art thou? |
| 49727 | BASTARD. One that will play the devil, sir, ... |
| 49728 | An 'a may catch your hide and you alone. |
| 49729 | You are the hare of whom the proverb goes, |
| 49730 | Whose valour plucks dead lions by the beard; |
| 49731 | I'll smoke your skin-coat an I catch you r... |
| 49732 | Sirrah, look to 't; i' faith I will, i' fa... |
| 49733 | BLANCH. O, well did he become that lion's robe |
| 49734 | That did disrobe the lion of that robe! |
| 49735 | BASTARD. It lies as sightly on the back of him |
| 49736 | As great Alcides' shows upon an ass; |
| 49737 | But, ass, I'll take that burden from your ... |
| 49738 | Or lay on that shall make your shoulders c... |
| 49739 | AUSTRIA. What cracker is this same that deaf... |
| 49740 | With this abundance of superfluous breath? |
| 49741 | King Philip, determine what we shall do st... |
| 49742 | KING PHILIP. Women and fools, break off your... |
| 49743 | King John, this is the very sum of all: |
| 49744 | England and Ireland, Anjou, Touraine, Maine, |
| 49745 | In right of Arthur, do I claim of thee; |
| 49746 | Wilt thou resign them and lay down thy arms? |
| 49747 | KING JOHN. My life as soon. I do defy thee, ... |
| 49748 | Arthur of Britaine, yield thee to my hand, |
| 49749 | And out of my dear love I'll give thee more |
| 49750 | Than e'er the coward hand of France can win. |
| 49751 | Submit thee, boy. |
| 49752 | ELINOR. Come to thy grandam, child. |
| 49753 | CONSTANCE. Do, child, go to it grandam, child; |
| 49754 | Give grandam kingdom, and it grandam will |
| 49755 | Give it a plum, a cherry, and a fig. |
| 49756 | There's a good grandam! |
| 49757 | ARTHUR. Good my mother, peace! |
| 49758 | I would that I were low laid in my grave: |
| 49759 | I am not worth this coil that's made for me. |
| 49760 | ELINOR. His mother shames him so, poor boy, ... |
| 49761 | CONSTANCE. Now shame upon you, whe'er she do... |
| 49762 | His grandam's wrongs, and not his mother's... |
| 49763 | Draws those heaven-moving pearls from his ... |
| 49764 | Which heaven shall take in nature of a fee; |
| 49765 | Ay, with these crystal beads heaven shall ... |
| 49766 | To do him justice and revenge on you. |
| 49767 | ELINOR. Thou monstrous slanderer of heaven a... |
| 49768 | CONSTANCE. Thou monstrous injurer of heaven ... |
| 49769 | Call not me slanderer! Thou and thine usurp |
| 49770 | The dominations, royalties, and rights, |
| 49771 | Of this oppressed boy; this is thy eldest ... |
| 49772 | Infortunate in nothing but in thee. |
| 49773 | Thy sins are visited in this poor child; |
| 49774 | The canon of the law is laid on him, |
| 49775 | Being but the second generation |
| 49776 | Removed from thy sin-conceiving womb. |
| 49777 | KING JOHN. Bedlam, have done. |
| 49778 | CONSTANCE. I have but this to say- |
| 49779 | That he is not only plagued for her sin, |
| 49780 | But God hath made her sin and her the plague |
| 49781 | On this removed issue, plagued for her |
| 49782 | And with her plague; her sin his injury, |
| 49783 | Her injury the beadle to her sin; |
| 49784 | All punish'd in the person of this child, |
| 49785 | And all for her-a plague upon her! |
| 49786 | ELINOR. Thou unadvised scold, I can produce |
| 49787 | A will that bars the title of thy son. |
| 49788 | CONSTANCE. Ay, who doubts that? A will, a wi... |
| 49789 | A woman's will; a cank'red grandam's will! |
| 49790 | KING PHILIP. Peace, lady! pause, or be more ... |
| 49791 | It ill beseems this presence to cry aim |
| 49792 | To these ill-tuned repetitions. |
| 49793 | Some trumpet summon hither to the walls |
| 49794 | These men of Angiers; let us hear them speak |
| 49795 | Whose title they admit, Arthur's or John's. |
| 49796 | Trumpet sounds. Enter citizens upon the ... |
| 49797 | CITIZEN. Who is it that hath warn'd us to th... |
| 49798 | KING PHILIP. 'Tis France, for England. |
| 49799 | KING JOHN. England for itself. |
| 49800 | You men of Angiers, and my loving subjects- |
| 49801 | KING PHILIP. You loving men of Angiers, Arth... |
| 49802 | Our trumpet call'd you to this gentle parle- |
| 49803 | KING JOHN. For our advantage; therefore hear... |
| 49804 | These flags of France, that are advanced here |
| 49805 | Before the eye and prospect of your town, |
| 49806 | Have hither march'd to your endamagement; |
| 49807 | The cannons have their bowels full of wrath, |
| 49808 | And ready mounted are they to spit forth |
| 49809 | Their iron indignation 'gainst your walls; |
| 49810 | All preparation for a bloody siege |
| 49811 | And merciless proceeding by these French |
| 49812 | Confront your city's eyes, your winking ga... |
| 49813 | And but for our approach those sleeping st... |
| 49814 | That as a waist doth girdle you about |
| 49815 | By the compulsion of their ordinance |
| 49816 | By this time from their fixed beds of lime |
| 49817 | Had been dishabited, and wide havoc made |
| 49818 | For bloody power to rush upon your peace. |
| 49819 | But on the sight of us your lawful king, |
| 49820 | Who painfully with much expedient march |
| 49821 | Have brought a countercheck before your ga... |
| 49822 | To save unscratch'd your city's threat'ned... |
| 49823 | Behold, the French amaz'd vouchsafe a parle; |
| 49824 | And now, instead of bullets wrapp'd in fire, |
| 49825 | To make a shaking fever in your walls, |
| 49826 | They shoot but calm words folded up in smoke, |
| 49827 | To make a faithless error in your cars; |
| 49828 | Which trust accordingly, kind citizens, |
| 49829 | And let us in-your King, whose labour'd sp... |
| 49830 | Forwearied in this action of swift speed, |
| 49831 | Craves harbourage within your city walls. |
| 49832 | KING PHILIP. When I have said, make answer t... |
| 49833 | Lo, in this right hand, whose protection |
| 49834 | Is most divinely vow'd upon the right |
| 49835 | Of him it holds, stands young Plantagenet, |
| 49836 | Son to the elder brother of this man, |
| 49837 | And king o'er him and all that he enjoys; |
| 49838 | For this down-trodden equity we tread |
| 49839 | In warlike march these greens before your ... |
| 49840 | Being no further enemy to you |
| 49841 | Than the constraint of hospitable zeal |
| 49842 | In the relief of this oppressed child |
| 49843 | Religiously provokes. Be pleased then |
| 49844 | To pay that duty which you truly owe |
| 49845 | To him that owes it, namely, this young pr... |
| 49846 | And then our arms, like to a muzzled bear, |
| 49847 | Save in aspect, hath all offence seal'd up; |
| 49848 | Our cannons' malice vainly shall be spent |
| 49849 | Against th' invulnerable clouds of heaven; |
| 49850 | And with a blessed and unvex'd retire, |
| 49851 | With unhack'd swords and helmets all unbru... |
| 49852 | We will bear home that lusty blood again |
| 49853 | Which here we came to spout against your t... |
| 49854 | And leave your children, wives, and you, i... |
| 49855 | But if you fondly pass our proffer'd offer, |
| 49856 | 'Tis not the roundure of your old-fac'd wa... |
| 49857 | Can hide you from our messengers of war, |
| 49858 | Though all these English and their discipline |
| 49859 | Were harbour'd in their rude circumference. |
| 49860 | Then tell us, shall your city call us lord |
| 49861 | In that behalf which we have challeng'd it; |
| 49862 | Or shall we give the signal to our rage, |
| 49863 | And stalk in blood to our possession? |
| 49864 | CITIZEN. In brief: we are the King of Englan... |
| 49865 | For him, and in his right, we hold this town. |
| 49866 | KING JOHN. Acknowledge then the King, and le... |
| 49867 | CITIZEN. That can we not; but he that proves... |
| 49868 | To him will we prove loyal. Till that time |
| 49869 | Have we ramm'd up our gates against the wo... |
| 49870 | KING JOHN. Doth not the crown of England pro... |
| 49871 | And if not that, I bring you witnesses: |
| 49872 | Twice fifteen thousand hearts of England's... |
| 49873 | BASTARD. Bastards and else. |
| 49874 | KING JOHN. To verify our title with their li... |
| 49875 | KING PHILIP. As many and as well-born bloods... |
| 49876 | BASTARD. Some bastards too. |
| 49877 | KING PHILIP. Stand in his face to contradict... |
| 49878 | CITIZEN. Till you compound whose right is wo... |
| 49879 | We for the worthiest hold the right from b... |
| 49880 | KING JOHN. Then God forgive the sin of all t... |
| 49881 | That to their everlasting residence, |
| 49882 | Before the dew of evening fall shall fleet |
| 49883 | In dreadful trial of our kingdom's king! |
| 49884 | KING PHILIP. Amen, Amen! Mount, chevaliers; ... |
| 49885 | BASTARD. Saint George, that swing'd the drag... |
| 49886 | Sits on's horse back at mine hostess' door, |
| 49887 | Teach us some fence! [To AUSTRIA] Sirrah... |
| 49888 | At your den, sirrah, with your lioness, |
| 49889 | I would set an ox-head to your lion's hide, |
| 49890 | And make a monster of you. |
| 49891 | AUSTRIA. Peace! no more. |
| 49892 | BASTARD. O, tremble, for you hear the lion r... |
| 49893 | KING JOHN. Up higher to the plain, where we'... |
| 49894 | In best appointment all our regiments. |
| 49895 | BASTARD. Speed then to take advantage of the... |
| 49896 | KING PHILIP. It shall be so; and at the othe... |
| 49897 | Command the rest to stand. God and our rig... |
| 49898 | Here, after excursions, enter the HERALD O... |
| 49899 | with trumpets, to the gates |
| 49900 | FRENCH HERALD. You men of Angiers, open wide... |
| 49901 | And let young Arthur, Duke of Britaine, in, |
| 49902 | Who by the hand of France this day hath made |
| 49903 | Much work for tears in many an English mot... |
| 49904 | Whose sons lie scattered on the bleeding g... |
| 49905 | Many a widow's husband grovelling lies, |
| 49906 | Coldly embracing the discoloured earth; |
| 49907 | And victory with little loss doth play |
| 49908 | Upon the dancing banners of the French, |
| 49909 | Who are at hand, triumphantly displayed, |
| 49910 | To enter conquerors, and to proclaim |
| 49911 | Arthur of Britaine England's King and yours. |
| 49912 | Enter ENGLISH HERALD, with trumpet |
| 49913 | ENGLISH HERALD. Rejoice, you men of Angiers,... |
| 49914 | King John, your king and England's, doth a... |
| 49915 | Commander of this hot malicious day. |
| 49916 | Their armours that march'd hence so silver... |
| 49917 | Hither return all gilt with Frenchmen's bl... |
| 49918 | There stuck no plume in any English crest |
| 49919 | That is removed by a staff of France; |
| 49920 | Our colours do return in those same hands |
| 49921 | That did display them when we first march'... |
| 49922 | And like a jolly troop of huntsmen come |
| 49923 | Our lusty English, all with purpled hands, |
| 49924 | Dy'd in the dying slaughter of their foes. |
| 49925 | Open your gates and give the victors way. |
| 49926 | CITIZEN. Heralds, from off our tow'rs we mig... |
| 49927 | From first to last the onset and retire |
| 49928 | Of both your armies, whose equality |
| 49929 | By our best eyes cannot be censured. |
| 49930 | Blood hath bought blood, and blows have an... |
| 49931 | Strength match'd with strength, and power ... |
| 49932 | Both are alike, and both alike we like. |
| 49933 | One must prove greatest. While they weigh ... |
| 49934 | We hold our town for neither, yet for both. |
| 49935 | Enter the two KINGS, with their powers, at... |
| 49936 | KING JOHN. France, hast thou yet more blood ... |
| 49937 | Say, shall the current of our right run on? |
| 49938 | Whose passage, vex'd with thy impediment, |
| 49939 | Shall leave his native channel and o'erswell |
| 49940 | With course disturb'd even thy confining s... |
| 49941 | Unless thou let his silver water keep |
| 49942 | A peaceful progress to the ocean. |
| 49943 | KING PHILIP. England, thou hast not sav'd on... |
| 49944 | In this hot trial more than we of France; |
| 49945 | Rather, lost more. And by this hand I swear, |
| 49946 | That sways the earth this climate overlooks, |
| 49947 | Before we will lay down our just-borne arms, |
| 49948 | We'll put thee down, 'gainst whom these ar... |
| 49949 | Or add a royal number to the dead, |
| 49950 | Gracing the scroll that tells of this war'... |
| 49951 | With slaughter coupled to the name of kings. |
| 49952 | BASTARD. Ha, majesty! how high thy glory tow'rs |
| 49953 | When the rich blood of kings is set on fire! |
| 49954 | O, now doth Death line his dead chaps with... |
| 49955 | The swords of soldiers are his teeth, his ... |
| 49956 | And now he feasts, mousing the flesh of men, |
| 49957 | In undetermin'd differences of kings. |
| 49958 | Why stand these royal fronts amazed thus? |
| 49959 | Cry 'havoc!' kings; back to the stained fi... |
| 49960 | You equal potents, fiery kindled spirits! |
| 49961 | Then let confusion of one part confirm |
| 49962 | The other's peace. Till then, blows, blood... |
| 49963 | KING JOHN. Whose party do the townsmen yet a... |
| 49964 | KING PHILIP. Speak, citizens, for England; w... |
| 49965 | CITIZEN. The King of England, when we know t... |
| 49966 | KING PHILIP. Know him in us that here hold u... |
| 49967 | KING JOHN. In us that are our own great deputy |
| 49968 | And bear possession of our person here, |
| 49969 | Lord of our presence, Angiers, and of you. |
| 49970 | CITIZEN. A greater pow'r than we denies all ... |
| 49971 | And till it be undoubted, we do lock |
| 49972 | Our former scruple in our strong-barr'd ga... |
| 49973 | King'd of our fears, until our fears, reso... |
| 49974 | Be by some certain king purg'd and depos'd. |
| 49975 | BASTARD. By heaven, these scroyles of Angier... |
| 49976 | And stand securely on their battlements |
| 49977 | As in a theatre, whence they gape and point |
| 49978 | At your industrious scenes and acts of death. |
| 49979 | Your royal presences be rul'd by me: |
| 49980 | Do like the mutines of Jerusalem, |
| 49981 | Be friends awhile, and both conjointly bend |
| 49982 | Your sharpest deeds of malice on this town. |
| 49983 | By east and west let France and England mount |
| 49984 | Their battering cannon, charged to the mou... |
| 49985 | Till their soul-fearing clamours have braw... |
| 49986 | The flinty ribs of this contemptuous city. |
| 49987 | I'd play incessantly upon these jades, |
| 49988 | Even till unfenced desolation |
| 49989 | Leave them as naked as the vulgar air. |
| 49990 | That done, dissever your united strengths |
| 49991 | And part your mingled colours once again, |
| 49992 | Turn face to face and bloody point to point; |
| 49993 | Then in a moment Fortune shall cull forth |
| 49994 | Out of one side her happy minion, |
| 49995 | To whom in favour she shall give the day, |
| 49996 | And kiss him with a glorious victory. |
| 49997 | How like you this wild counsel, mighty sta... |
| 49998 | Smacks it not something of the policy? |
| 49999 | KING JOHN. Now, by the sky that hangs above ... |
| 50000 | I like it well. France, shall we knit our ... |
| 50001 | And lay this Angiers even with the ground; |
| 50002 | Then after fight who shall be king of it? |
| 50003 | BASTARD. An if thou hast the mettle of a king, |
| 50004 | Being wrong'd as we are by this peevish town, |
| 50005 | Turn thou the mouth of thy artillery, |
| 50006 | As we will ours, against these saucy walls; |
| 50007 | And when that we have dash'd them to the g... |
| 50008 | Why then defy each other, and pell-mell |
| 50009 | Make work upon ourselves, for heaven or hell. |
| 50010 | KING PHILIP. Let it be so. Say, where will y... |
| 50011 | KING JOHN. We from the west will send destru... |
| 50012 | Into this city's bosom. |
| 50013 | AUSTRIA. I from the north. |
| 50014 | KING PHILIP. Our thunder from the south |
| 50015 | Shall rain their drift of bullets on this ... |
| 50016 | BASTARD. [Aside] O prudent discipline! Fro... |
| 50017 | Austria and France shoot in each other's m... |
| 50018 | I'll stir them to it.-Come, away, away! |
| 50019 | CITIZEN. Hear us, great kings: vouchsafe awh... |
| 50020 | And I shall show you peace and fair-fac'd ... |
| 50021 | Win you this city without stroke or wound; |
| 50022 | Rescue those breathing lives to die in beds |
| 50023 | That here come sacrifices for the field. |
| 50024 | Persever not, but hear me, mighty kings. |
| 50025 | KING JOHN. Speak on with favour; we are bent... |
| 50026 | CITIZEN. That daughter there of Spain, the L... |
| 50027 | Is niece to England; look upon the years |
| 50028 | Of Lewis the Dauphin and that lovely maid. |
| 50029 | If lusty love should go in quest of beauty, |
| 50030 | Where should he find it fairer than in Bla... |
| 50031 | If zealous love should go in search of vir... |
| 50032 | Where should he find it purer than in Blanch? |
| 50033 | If love ambitious sought a match of birth, |
| 50034 | Whose veins bound richer blood than Lady B... |
| 50035 | Such as she is, in beauty, virtue, birth, |
| 50036 | Is the young Dauphin every way complete- |
| 50037 | If not complete of, say he is not she; |
| 50038 | And she again wants nothing, to name want, |
| 50039 | If want it be not that she is not he. |
| 50040 | He is the half part of a blessed man, |
| 50041 | Left to be finished by such as she; |
| 50042 | And she a fair divided excellence, |
| 50043 | Whose fulness of perfection lies in him. |
| 50044 | O, two such silver currents, when they join, |
| 50045 | Do glorify the banks that bound them in; |
| 50046 | And two such shores to two such streams ma... |
| 50047 | Two such controlling bounds, shall you be,... |
| 50048 | To these two princes, if you marry them. |
| 50049 | This union shall do more than battery can |
| 50050 | To our fast-closed gates; for at this match |
| 50051 | With swifter spleen than powder can enforce, |
| 50052 | The mouth of passage shall we fling wide ope |
| 50053 | And give you entrance; but without this ma... |
| 50054 | The sea enraged is not half so deaf, |
| 50055 | Lions more confident, mountains and rocks |
| 50056 | More free from motion-no, not Death himself |
| 50057 | In mortal fury half so peremptory |
| 50058 | As we to keep this city. |
| 50059 | BASTARD. Here's a stay |
| 50060 | That shakes the rotten carcass of old Death |
| 50061 | Out of his rags! Here's a large mouth, ind... |
| 50062 | That spits forth death and mountains, rock... |
| 50063 | Talks as familiarly of roaring lions |
| 50064 | As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs! |
| 50065 | What cannoneer begot this lusty blood? |
| 50066 | He speaks plain cannon-fire, and smoke and... |
| 50067 | He gives the bastinado with his tongue; |
| 50068 | Our ears are cudgell'd; not a word of his |
| 50069 | But buffets better than a fist of France. |
| 50070 | Zounds! I was never so bethump'd with words |
| 50071 | Since I first call'd my brother's father dad. |
| 50072 | ELINOR. Son, list to this conjunction, make ... |
| 50073 | Give with our niece a dowry large enough; |
| 50074 | For by this knot thou shalt so surely tie |
| 50075 | Thy now unsur'd assurance to the crown |
| 50076 | That yon green boy shall have no sun to ripe |
| 50077 | The bloom that promiseth a mighty fruit. |
| 50078 | I see a yielding in the looks of France; |
| 50079 | Mark how they whisper. Urge them while the... |
| 50080 | Are capable of this ambition, |
| 50081 | Lest zeal, now melted by the windy breath |
| 50082 | Of soft petitions, pity, and remorse, |
| 50083 | Cool and congeal again to what it was. |
| 50084 | CITIZEN. Why answer not the double majesties |
| 50085 | This friendly treaty of our threat'ned town? |
| 50086 | KING PHILIP. Speak England first, that hath ... |
| 50087 | To speak unto this city: what say you? |
| 50088 | KING JOHN. If that the Dauphin there, thy pr... |
| 50089 | Can in this book of beauty read 'I love,' |
| 50090 | Her dowry shall weigh equal with a queen; |
| 50091 | For Anjou, and fair Touraine, Maine, Poict... |
| 50092 | And all that we upon this side the sea- |
| 50093 | Except this city now by us besieg'd- |
| 50094 | Find liable to our crown and dignity, |
| 50095 | Shall gild her bridal bed, and make her rich |
| 50096 | In titles, honours, and promotions, |
| 50097 | As she in beauty, education, blood, |
| 50098 | Holds hand with any princess of the world. |
| 50099 | KING PHILIP. What say'st thou, boy? Look in ... |
| 50100 | LEWIS. I do, my lord, and in her eye I find |
| 50101 | A wonder, or a wondrous miracle, |
| 50102 | The shadow of myself form'd in her eye; |
| 50103 | Which, being but the shadow of your son, |
| 50104 | Becomes a sun, and makes your son a shadow. |
| 50105 | I do protest I never lov'd myself |
| 50106 | Till now infixed I beheld myself |
| 50107 | Drawn in the flattering table of her eye. |
| 50108 | ... |
| 50109 | BASTARD. [Aside] Drawn in the flattering t... |
| 50110 | Hang'd in the frowning wrinkle of her brow, |
| 50111 | And quarter'd in her heart-he doth espy |
| 50112 | Himself love's traitor. This is pity now, |
| 50113 | That hang'd and drawn and quarter'd there ... |
| 50114 | In such a love so vile a lout as he. |
| 50115 | BLANCH. My uncle's will in this respect is m... |
| 50116 | If he see aught in you that makes him like, |
| 50117 | That anything he sees which moves his liking |
| 50118 | I can with ease translate it to my will; |
| 50119 | Or if you will, to speak more properly, |
| 50120 | I will enforce it eas'ly to my love. |
| 50121 | Further I will not flatter you, my lord, |
| 50122 | That all I see in you is worthy love, |
| 50123 | Than this: that nothing do I see in you- |
| 50124 | Though churlish thoughts themselves should... |
| 50125 | That I can find should merit any hate. |
| 50126 | KING JOHN. What say these young ones? What s... |
| 50127 | BLANCH. That she is bound in honour still to do |
| 50128 | What you in wisdom still vouchsafe to say. |
| 50129 | KING JOHN. Speak then, Prince Dauphin; can y... |
| 50130 | LEWIS. Nay, ask me if I can refrain from lov... |
| 50131 | For I do love her most unfeignedly. |
| 50132 | KING JOHN. Then do I give Volquessen, Tourai... |
| 50133 | Poictiers, and Anjou, these five provinces, |
| 50134 | With her to thee; and this addition more, |
| 50135 | Full thirty thousand marks of English coin. |
| 50136 | Philip of France, if thou be pleas'd withal, |
| 50137 | Command thy son and daughter to join hands. |
| 50138 | KING PHILIP. It likes us well; young princes... |
| 50139 | AUSTRIA. And your lips too; for I am well as... |
| 50140 | That I did so when I was first assur'd. |
| 50141 | KING PHILIP. Now, citizens of Angiers, ope y... |
| 50142 | Let in that amity which you have made; |
| 50143 | For at Saint Mary's chapel presently |
| 50144 | The rites of marriage shall be solemniz'd. |
| 50145 | Is not the Lady Constance in this troop? |
| 50146 | I know she is not; for this match made up |
| 50147 | Her presence would have interrupted much. |
| 50148 | Where is she and her son? Tell me, who knows. |
| 50149 | LEWIS. She is sad and passionate at your Hig... |
| 50150 | KING PHILIP. And, by my faith, this league t... |
| 50151 | Will give her sadness very little cure. |
| 50152 | Brother of England, how may we content |
| 50153 | This widow lady? In her right we came; |
| 50154 | Which we, God knows, have turn'd another way, |
| 50155 | To our own vantage. |
| 50156 | KING JOHN. We will heal up all, |
| 50157 | For we'll create young Arthur Duke of Brit... |
| 50158 | And Earl of Richmond; and this rich fair town |
| 50159 | We make him lord of. Call the Lady Constance; |
| 50160 | Some speedy messenger bid her repair |
| 50161 | To our solemnity. I trust we shall, |
| 50162 | If not fill up the measure of her will, |
| 50163 | Yet in some measure satisfy her so |
| 50164 | That we shall stop her exclamation. |
| 50165 | Go we as well as haste will suffer us |
| 50166 | To this unlook'd-for, unprepared pomp. |
| 50167 | Exe... |
| 50168 | BASTARD. Mad world! mad kings! mad composition! |
| 50169 | John, to stop Arthur's tide in the whole, |
| 50170 | Hath willingly departed with a part; |
| 50171 | And France, whose armour conscience buckle... |
| 50172 | Whom zeal and charity brought to the field |
| 50173 | As God's own soldier, rounded in the ear |
| 50174 | With that same purpose-changer, that sly d... |
| 50175 | That broker that still breaks the pate of ... |
| 50176 | That daily break-vow, he that wins of all, |
| 50177 | Of kings, of beggars, old men, young men, ... |
| 50178 | Who having no external thing to lose |
| 50179 | But the word 'maid,' cheats the poor maid ... |
| 50180 | That smooth-fac'd gentleman, tickling comm... |
| 50181 | Commodity, the bias of the world- |
| 50182 | The world, who of itself is peised well, |
| 50183 | Made to run even upon even ground, |
| 50184 | Till this advantage, this vile-drawing bias, |
| 50185 | This sway of motion, this commodity, |
| 50186 | Makes it take head from all indifferency, |
| 50187 | From all direction, purpose, course, intent- |
| 50188 | And this same bias, this commodity, |
| 50189 | This bawd, this broker, this all-changing ... |
| 50190 | Clapp'd on the outward eye of fickle Franc... |
| 50191 | Hath drawn him from his own determin'd aid, |
| 50192 | From a resolv'd and honourable war, |
| 50193 | To a most base and vile-concluded peace. |
| 50194 | And why rail I on this commodity? |
| 50195 | But for because he hath not woo'd me yet; |
| 50196 | Not that I have the power to clutch my hand |
| 50197 | When his fair angels would salute my palm, |
| 50198 | But for my hand, as unattempted yet, |
| 50199 | Like a poor beggar raileth on the rich. |
| 50200 | Well, whiles I am a beggar, I will rail |
| 50201 | And say there is no sin but to be rich; |
| 50202 | And being rich, my virtue then shall be |
| 50203 | To say there is no vice but beggary. |
| 50204 | Since kings break faith upon commodity, |
| 50205 | Gain, be my lord, for I will worship thee.... |
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| 50214 | ACT III. SCENE 1. |
| 50215 | France. The FRENCH KING'S camp |
| 50216 | Enter CONSTANCE, ARTHUR, and SALISBURY |
| 50217 | CONSTANCE. Gone to be married! Gone to swear... |
| 50218 | False blood to false blood join'd! Gone to... |
| 50219 | Shall Lewis have Blanch, and Blanch those ... |
| 50220 | It is not so; thou hast misspoke, misheard; |
| 50221 | Be well advis'd, tell o'er thy tale again. |
| 50222 | It cannot be; thou dost but say 'tis so; |
| 50223 | I trust I may not trust thee, for thy word |
| 50224 | Is but the vain breath of a common man: |
| 50225 | Believe me I do not believe thee, man; |
| 50226 | I have a king's oath to the contrary. |
| 50227 | Thou shalt be punish'd for thus frighting me, |
| 50228 | For I am sick and capable of fears, |
| 50229 | Oppress'd with wrongs, and therefore full ... |
| 50230 | A widow, husbandless, subject to fears; |
| 50231 | A woman, naturally born to fears; |
| 50232 | And though thou now confess thou didst but... |
| 50233 | With my vex'd spirits I cannot take a truce, |
| 50234 | But they will quake and tremble all this day. |
| 50235 | What dost thou mean by shaking of thy head? |
| 50236 | Why dost thou look so sadly on my son? |
| 50237 | What means that hand upon that breast of t... |
| 50238 | Why holds thine eye that lamentable rheum, |
| 50239 | Like a proud river peering o'er his bounds? |
| 50240 | Be these sad signs confirmers of thy words? |
| 50241 | Then speak again-not all thy former tale, |
| 50242 | But this one word, whether thy tale be true. |
| 50243 | SALISBURY. As true as I believe you think th... |
| 50244 | That give you cause to prove my saying true. |
| 50245 | CONSTANCE. O, if thou teach me to believe th... |
| 50246 | Teach thou this sorrow how to make me die; |
| 50247 | And let belief and life encounter so |
| 50248 | As doth the fury of two desperate men |
| 50249 | Which in the very meeting fall and die! |
| 50250 | Lewis marry Blanch! O boy, then where art ... |
| 50251 | France friend with England; what becomes o... |
| 50252 | Fellow, be gone: I cannot brook thy sight; |
| 50253 | This news hath made thee a most ugly man. |
| 50254 | SALISBURY. What other harm have I, good lady... |
| 50255 | But spoke the harm that is by others done? |
| 50256 | CONSTANCE. Which harm within itself so heino... |
| 50257 | As it makes harmful all that speak of it. |
| 50258 | ARTHUR. I do beseech you, madam, be content. |
| 50259 | CONSTANCE. If thou that bid'st me be content... |
| 50260 | Ugly, and sland'rous to thy mother's womb, |
| 50261 | Full of unpleasing blots and sightless sta... |
| 50262 | Lame, foolish, crooked, swart, prodigious, |
| 50263 | Patch'd with foul moles and eye-offending ... |
| 50264 | I would not care, I then would be content; |
| 50265 | For then I should not love thee; no, nor thou |
| 50266 | Become thy great birth, nor deserve a crown. |
| 50267 | But thou art fair, and at thy birth, dear ... |
| 50268 | Nature and Fortune join'd to make thee great: |
| 50269 | Of Nature's gifts thou mayst with lilies b... |
| 50270 | And with the half-blown rose; but Fortune, O! |
| 50271 | She is corrupted, chang'd, and won from thee; |
| 50272 | Sh' adulterates hourly with thine uncle Jo... |
| 50273 | And with her golden hand hath pluck'd on F... |
| 50274 | To tread down fair respect of sovereignty, |
| 50275 | And made his majesty the bawd to theirs. |
| 50276 | France is a bawd to Fortune and King John- |
| 50277 | That strumpet Fortune, that usurping John! |
| 50278 | Tell me, thou fellow, is not France forsworn? |
| 50279 | Envenom him with words, or get thee gone |
| 50280 | And leave those woes alone which I alone |
| 50281 | Am bound to under-bear. |
| 50282 | SALISBURY. Pardon me, madam, |
| 50283 | I may not go without you to the kings. |
| 50284 | CONSTANCE. Thou mayst, thou shalt; I will no... |
| 50285 | I will instruct my sorrows to be proud, |
| 50286 | For grief is proud, and makes his owner st... |
| 50287 | To me, and to the state of my great grief, |
| 50288 | Let kings assemble; for my grief's so great |
| 50289 | That no supporter but the huge firm earth |
| 50290 | Can hold it up. [Seats... |
| 50291 | Here I and sorrows sit; |
| 50292 | Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to i... |
| 50293 | Enter KING JOHN, KING PHILIP, LEWIS, BL... |
| 50294 | ELINOR, the BASTARD, AUSTRIA, and atten... |
| 50295 | KING PHILIP. 'Tis true, fair daughter, and t... |
| 50296 | Ever in France shall be kept festival. |
| 50297 | To solemnize this day the glorious sun |
| 50298 | Stays in his course and plays the alchemist, |
| 50299 | Turning with splendour of his precious eye |
| 50300 | The meagre cloddy earth to glittering gold. |
| 50301 | The yearly course that brings this day about |
| 50302 | Shall never see it but a holiday. |
| 50303 | CONSTANCE. [Rising] A wicked day, and not ... |
| 50304 | What hath this day deserv'd? what hath it ... |
| 50305 | That it in golden letters should be set |
| 50306 | Among the high tides in the calendar? |
| 50307 | Nay, rather turn this day out of the week, |
| 50308 | This day of shame, oppression, perjury; |
| 50309 | Or, if it must stand still, let wives with... |
| 50310 | Pray that their burdens may not fall this ... |
| 50311 | Lest that their hopes prodigiously be cros... |
| 50312 | But on this day let seamen fear no wreck; |
| 50313 | No bargains break that are not this day made; |
| 50314 | This day, all things begun come to ill end, |
| 50315 | Yea, faith itself to hollow falsehood change! |
| 50316 | KING PHILIP. By heaven, lady, you shall have... |
| 50317 | To curse the fair proceedings of this day. |
| 50318 | Have I not pawn'd to you my majesty? |
| 50319 | CONSTANCE. You have beguil'd me with a count... |
| 50320 | Resembling majesty, which, being touch'd a... |
| 50321 | Proves valueless; you are forsworn, forsworn; |
| 50322 | You came in arms to spill mine enemies' bl... |
| 50323 | But now in arms you strengthen it with yours. |
| 50324 | The grappling vigour and rough frown of war |
| 50325 | Is cold in amity and painted peace, |
| 50326 | And our oppression hath made up this league. |
| 50327 | Arm, arm, you heavens, against these perju... |
| 50328 | A widow cries: Be husband to me, heavens! |
| 50329 | Let not the hours of this ungodly day |
| 50330 | Wear out the day in peace; but, ere sunset, |
| 50331 | Set armed discord 'twixt these perjur'd ki... |
| 50332 | Hear me, O, hear me! |
| 50333 | AUSTRIA. Lady Constance, peace! |
| 50334 | CONSTANCE. War! war! no peace! Peace is to m... |
| 50335 | O Lymoges! O Austria! thou dost shame |
| 50336 | That bloody spoil. Thou slave, thou wretch... |
| 50337 | Thou little valiant, great in villainy! |
| 50338 | Thou ever strong upon the stronger side! |
| 50339 | Thou Fortune's champion that dost never fight |
| 50340 | But when her humorous ladyship is by |
| 50341 | To teach thee safety! Thou art perjur'd too, |
| 50342 | And sooth'st up greatness. What a fool art... |
| 50343 | A ramping fool, to brag and stamp and swear |
| 50344 | Upon my party! Thou cold-blooded slave, |
| 50345 | Hast thou not spoke like thunder on my side, |
| 50346 | Been sworn my soldier, bidding me depend |
| 50347 | Upon thy stars, thy fortune, and thy stren... |
| 50348 | And dost thou now fall over to my foes? |
| 50349 | Thou wear a lion's hide! Doff it for shame, |
| 50350 | And hang a calf's-skin on those recreant l... |
| 50351 | AUSTRIA. O that a man should speak those wor... |
| 50352 | BASTARD. And hang a calf's-skin on those rec... |
| 50353 | AUSTRIA. Thou dar'st not say so, villain, fo... |
| 50354 | BASTARD. And hang a calf's-skin on those rec... |
| 50355 | KING JOHN. We like not this: thou dost forge... |
| 50356 | Enter PANDULPH |
| 50357 | KING PHILIP. Here comes the holy legate of t... |
| 50358 | PANDULPH. Hail, you anointed deputies of hea... |
| 50359 | To thee, King John, my holy errand is. |
| 50360 | I Pandulph, of fair Milan cardinal, |
| 50361 | And from Pope Innocent the legate here, |
| 50362 | Do in his name religiously demand |
| 50363 | Why thou against the Church, our holy mother, |
| 50364 | So wilfully dost spurn; and force perforce |
| 50365 | Keep Stephen Langton, chosen Archbishop |
| 50366 | Of Canterbury, from that holy see? |
| 50367 | This, in our foresaid holy father's name, |
| 50368 | Pope Innocent, I do demand of thee. |
| 50369 | KING JOHN. What earthly name to interrogatories |
| 50370 | Can task the free breath of a sacred king? |
| 50371 | Thou canst not, Cardinal, devise a name |
| 50372 | So slight, unworthy, and ridiculous, |
| 50373 | To charge me to an answer, as the Pope. |
| 50374 | Tell him this tale, and from the mouth of ... |
| 50375 | Add thus much more, that no Italian priest |
| 50376 | Shall tithe or toll in our dominions; |
| 50377 | But as we under heaven are supreme head, |
| 50378 | So, under Him that great supremacy, |
| 50379 | Where we do reign we will alone uphold, |
| 50380 | Without th' assistance of a mortal hand. |
| 50381 | So tell the Pope, all reverence set apart |
| 50382 | To him and his usurp'd authority. |
| 50383 | KING PHILIP. Brother of England, you blasphe... |
| 50384 | KING JOHN. Though you and all the kings of C... |
| 50385 | Are led so grossly by this meddling priest, |
| 50386 | Dreading the curse that money may buy out, |
| 50387 | And by the merit of vile gold, dross, dust, |
| 50388 | Purchase corrupted pardon of a man, |
| 50389 | Who in that sale sells pardon from himself- |
| 50390 | Though you and all the rest, so grossly led, |
| 50391 | This juggling witchcraft with revenue cher... |
| 50392 | Yet I alone, alone do me oppose |
| 50393 | Against the Pope, and count his friends my... |
| 50394 | PANDULPH. Then by the lawful power that I have |
| 50395 | Thou shalt stand curs'd and excommunicate; |
| 50396 | And blessed shall he be that doth revolt |
| 50397 | From his allegiance to an heretic; |
| 50398 | And meritorious shall that hand be call'd, |
| 50399 | Canonized, and worshipp'd as a saint, |
| 50400 | That takes away by any secret course |
| 50401 | Thy hateful life. |
| 50402 | CONSTANCE. O, lawful let it be |
| 50403 | That I have room with Rome to curse awhile! |
| 50404 | Good father Cardinal, cry thou 'amen' |
| 50405 | To my keen curses; for without my wrong |
| 50406 | There is no tongue hath power to curse him... |
| 50407 | PANDULPH. There's law and warrant, lady, for... |
| 50408 | CONSTANCE. And for mine too; when law can do... |
| 50409 | Let it be lawful that law bar no wrong; |
| 50410 | Law cannot give my child his kingdom here, |
| 50411 | For he that holds his kingdom holds the law; |
| 50412 | Therefore, since law itself is perfect wrong, |
| 50413 | How can the law forbid my tongue to curse? |
| 50414 | PANDULPH. Philip of France, on peril of a cu... |
| 50415 | Let go the hand of that arch-heretic, |
| 50416 | And raise the power of France upon his head, |
| 50417 | Unless he do submit himself to Rome. |
| 50418 | ELINOR. Look'st thou pale, France? Do not le... |
| 50419 | CONSTANCE. Look to that, devil, lest that Fr... |
| 50420 | And by disjoining hands hell lose a soul. |
| 50421 | AUSTRIA. King Philip, listen to the Cardinal. |
| 50422 | BASTARD. And hang a calf's-skin on his recre... |
| 50423 | AUSTRIA. Well, ruffian, I must pocket up the... |
| 50424 | Because- |
| 50425 | BASTARD. Your breeches best may carry them. |
| 50426 | KING JOHN. Philip, what say'st thou to the C... |
| 50427 | CONSTANCE. What should he say, but as the Ca... |
| 50428 | LEWIS. Bethink you, father; for the differen... |
| 50429 | Is purchase of a heavy curse from Rome |
| 50430 | Or the light loss of England for a friend. |
| 50431 | Forgo the easier. |
| 50432 | BLANCH. That's the curse of Rome. |
| 50433 | CONSTANCE. O Lewis, stand fast! The devil te... |
| 50434 | In likeness of a new untrimmed bride. |
| 50435 | BLANCH. The Lady Constance speaks not from h... |
| 50436 | But from her need. |
| 50437 | CONSTANCE. O, if thou grant my need, |
| 50438 | Which only lives but by the death of faith, |
| 50439 | That need must needs infer this principle- |
| 50440 | That faith would live again by death of need. |
| 50441 | O then, tread down my need, and faith moun... |
| 50442 | Keep my need up, and faith is trodden down! |
| 50443 | KING JOHN. The King is mov'd, and answers no... |
| 50444 | CONSTANCE. O be remov'd from him, and answer... |
| 50445 | AUSTRIA. Do so, King Philip; hang no more in... |
| 50446 | BASTARD. Hang nothing but a calf's-skin, mos... |
| 50447 | KING PHILIP. I am perplex'd and know not wha... |
| 50448 | PANDULPH. What canst thou say but will perpl... |
| 50449 | If thou stand excommunicate and curs'd? |
| 50450 | KING PHILIP. Good reverend father, make my p... |
| 50451 | And tell me how you would bestow yourself. |
| 50452 | This royal hand and mine are newly knit, |
| 50453 | And the conjunction of our inward souls |
| 50454 | Married in league, coupled and link'd toge... |
| 50455 | With all religious strength of sacred vows; |
| 50456 | The latest breath that gave the sound of w... |
| 50457 | Was deep-sworn faith, peace, amity, true l... |
| 50458 | Between our kingdoms and our royal selves; |
| 50459 | And even before this truce, but new before, |
| 50460 | No longer than we well could wash our hands, |
| 50461 | To clap this royal bargain up of peace, |
| 50462 | Heaven knows, they were besmear'd and over... |
| 50463 | With slaughter's pencil, where revenge did... |
| 50464 | The fearful difference of incensed kings. |
| 50465 | And shall these hands, so lately purg'd of... |
| 50466 | So newly join'd in love, so strong in both, |
| 50467 | Unyoke this seizure and this kind regreet? |
| 50468 | Play fast and loose with faith? so jest wi... |
| 50469 | Make such unconstant children of ourselves, |
| 50470 | As now again to snatch our palm from palm, |
| 50471 | Unswear faith sworn, and on the marriage-bed |
| 50472 | Of smiling peace to march a bloody host, |
| 50473 | And make a riot on the gentle brow |
| 50474 | Of true sincerity? O, holy sir, |
| 50475 | My reverend father, let it not be so! |
| 50476 | Out of your grace, devise, ordain, impose, |
| 50477 | Some gentle order; and then we shall be blest |
| 50478 | To do your pleasure, and continue friends. |
| 50479 | PANDULPH. All form is formless, order orderl... |
| 50480 | Save what is opposite to England's love. |
| 50481 | Therefore, to arms! be champion of our chu... |
| 50482 | Or let the church, our mother, breathe her... |
| 50483 | A mother's curse-on her revolting son. |
| 50484 | France, thou mayst hold a serpent by the t... |
| 50485 | A chafed lion by the mortal paw, |
| 50486 | A fasting tiger safer by the tooth, |
| 50487 | Than keep in peace that hand which thou do... |
| 50488 | KING PHILIP. I may disjoin my hand, but not ... |
| 50489 | PANDULPH. So mak'st thou faith an enemy to f... |
| 50490 | And like. a civil war set'st oath to oath. |
| 50491 | Thy tongue against thy tongue. O, let thy vow |
| 50492 | First made to heaven, first be to heaven p... |
| 50493 | That is, to be the champion of our Church. |
| 50494 | What since thou swor'st is sworn against t... |
| 50495 | And may not be performed by thyself, |
| 50496 | For that which thou hast sworn to do amiss |
| 50497 | Is not amiss when it is truly done; |
| 50498 | And being not done, where doing tends to ill, |
| 50499 | The truth is then most done not doing it; |
| 50500 | The better act of purposes mistook |
| 50501 | Is to mistake again; though indirect, |
| 50502 | Yet indirection thereby grows direct, |
| 50503 | And falsehood cures, as fire cools fire |
| 50504 | Within the scorched veins of one new-burn'd. |
| 50505 | It is religion that doth make vows kept; |
| 50506 | But thou hast sworn against religion |
| 50507 | By what thou swear'st against the thing th... |
| 50508 | And mak'st an oath the surety for thy truth |
| 50509 | Against an oath; the truth thou art unsure |
| 50510 | To swear swears only not to be forsworn; |
| 50511 | Else what a mockery should it be to swear! |
| 50512 | But thou dost swear only to be forsworn; |
| 50513 | And most forsworn to keep what thou dost s... |
| 50514 | Therefore thy later vows against thy first |
| 50515 | Is in thyself rebellion to thyself; |
| 50516 | And better conquest never canst thou make |
| 50517 | Than arm thy constant and thy nobler parts |
| 50518 | Against these giddy loose suggestions; |
| 50519 | Upon which better part our pray'rs come in, |
| 50520 | If thou vouchsafe them. But if not, then know |
| 50521 | The peril of our curses fight on thee |
| 50522 | So heavy as thou shalt not shake them off, |
| 50523 | But in despair die under the black weight. |
| 50524 | AUSTRIA. Rebellion, flat rebellion! |
| 50525 | BASTARD. Will't not be? |
| 50526 | Will not a calf's-skin stop that mouth of ... |
| 50527 | LEWIS. Father, to arms! |
| 50528 | BLANCH. Upon thy wedding-day? |
| 50529 | Against the blood that thou hast married? |
| 50530 | What, shall our feast be kept with slaught... |
| 50531 | Shall braying trumpets and loud churlish d... |
| 50532 | Clamours of hell, be measures to our pomp? |
| 50533 | O husband, hear me! ay, alack, how new |
| 50534 | Is 'husband' in my mouth! even for that name, |
| 50535 | Which till this time my tongue did ne'er p... |
| 50536 | Upon my knee I beg, go not to arms |
| 50537 | Against mine uncle. |
| 50538 | CONSTANCE. O, upon my knee, |
| 50539 | Made hard with kneeling, I do pray to thee, |
| 50540 | Thou virtuous Dauphin, alter not the doom |
| 50541 | Forethought by heaven! |
| 50542 | BLANCH. Now shall I see thy love. What motiv... |
| 50543 | Be stronger with thee than the name of wife? |
| 50544 | CONSTANCE. That which upholdeth him that the... |
| 50545 | His honour. O, thine honour, Lewis, thine ... |
| 50546 | LEWIS. I muse your Majesty doth seem so cold, |
| 50547 | When such profound respects do pull you on. |
| 50548 | PANDULPH. I will denounce a curse upon his h... |
| 50549 | KING PHILIP. Thou shalt not need. England, I... |
| 50550 | CONSTANCE. O fair return of banish'd majesty! |
| 50551 | ELINOR. O foul revolt of French inconstancy! |
| 50552 | KING JOHN. France, thou shalt rue this hour ... |
| 50553 | BASTARD. Old Time the clock-setter, that bal... |
| 50554 | Is it as he will? Well then, France shall ... |
| 50555 | BLANCH. The sun's o'ercast with blood. Fair ... |
| 50556 | Which is the side that I must go withal? |
| 50557 | I am with both: each army hath a hand; |
| 50558 | And in their rage, I having hold of both, |
| 50559 | They whirl asunder and dismember me. |
| 50560 | Husband, I cannot pray that thou mayst win; |
| 50561 | Uncle, I needs must pray that thou mayst l... |
| 50562 | Father, I may not wish the fortune thine; |
| 50563 | Grandam, I will not wish thy wishes thrive. |
| 50564 | Whoever wins, on that side shall I lose: |
| 50565 | Assured loss before the match be play'd. |
| 50566 | LEWIS. Lady, with me, with me thy fortune lies. |
| 50567 | BLANCH. There where my fortune lives, there ... |
| 50568 | KING JOHN. Cousin, go draw our puissance tog... |
| 50569 | ... |
| 50570 | France, I am burn'd up with inflaming wrath, |
| 50571 | A rage whose heat hath this condition |
| 50572 | That nothing can allay, nothing but blood, |
| 50573 | The blood, and dearest-valu'd blood, of Fr... |
| 50574 | KING PHILIP. Thy rage shall burn thee up, an... |
| 50575 | To ashes, ere our blood shall quench that ... |
| 50576 | Look to thyself, thou art in jeopardy. |
| 50577 | KING JOHN. No more than he that threats. To ... |
| 50578 | ... |
| 50579 | SCENE 2. |
| 50580 | France. Plains near Angiers |
| 50581 | Alarums, excursions. Enter the BASTARD with AU... |
| 50582 | BASTARD. Now, by my life, this day grows won... |
| 50583 | Some airy devil hovers in the sky |
| 50584 | And pours down mischief. Austria's head li... |
| 50585 | While Philip breathes. |
| 50586 | Enter KING JOHN, ARTHUR, and HUBERT |
| 50587 | KING JOHN. Hubert, keep this boy. Philip, ma... |
| 50588 | My mother is assailed in our tent, |
| 50589 | And ta'en, I fear. |
| 50590 | BASTARD. My lord, I rescued her; |
| 50591 | Her Highness is in safety, fear you not; |
| 50592 | But on, my liege, for very little pains |
| 50593 | Will bring this labour to an happy end. ... |
| 50594 | SCENE 3. |
| 50595 | France. Plains near Angiers |
| 50596 | Alarums, excursions, retreat. Enter KING JOHN,... |
| 50597 | the BASTARD, HUBERT, and LORDS |
| 50598 | KING JOHN. [To ELINOR] So shall it be; you... |
| 50599 | behind, |
| 50600 | So strongly guarded. [To ARTHUR] Cousin,... |
| 50601 | Thy grandam loves thee, and thy uncle will |
| 50602 | As dear be to thee as thy father was. |
| 50603 | ARTHUR. O, this will make my mother die with... |
| 50604 | KING JOHN. [To the BASTARD] Cousin, away f... |
| 50605 | before, |
| 50606 | And, ere our coming, see thou shake the bags |
| 50607 | Of hoarding abbots; imprisoned angels |
| 50608 | Set at liberty; the fat ribs of peace |
| 50609 | Must by the hungry now be fed upon. |
| 50610 | Use our commission in his utmost force. |
| 50611 | BASTARD. Bell, book, and candle, shall not d... |
| 50612 | When gold and silver becks me to come on. |
| 50613 | I leave your Highness. Grandam, I will pray, |
| 50614 | If ever I remember to be holy, |
| 50615 | For your fair safety. So, I kiss your hand. |
| 50616 | ELINOR. Farewell, gentle cousin. |
| 50617 | KING JOHN. Coz, farewell. |
| 50618 | ... |
| 50619 | ELINOR. Come hither, little kinsman; hark, a... |
| 50620 | KING JOHN. Come hither, Hubert. O my gentle ... |
| 50621 | We owe thee much! Within this wall of flesh |
| 50622 | There is a soul counts thee her creditor, |
| 50623 | And with advantage means to pay thy love; |
| 50624 | And, my good friend, thy voluntary oath |
| 50625 | Lives in this bosom, dearly cherished. |
| 50626 | Give me thy hand. I had a thing to say- |
| 50627 | But I will fit it with some better time. |
| 50628 | By heaven, Hubert, I am almost asham'd |
| 50629 | To say what good respect I have of thee. |
| 50630 | HUBERT. I am much bounden to your Majesty. |
| 50631 | KING JOHN. Good friend, thou hast no cause t... |
| 50632 | But thou shalt have; and creep time ne'er ... |
| 50633 | Yet it shall come for me to do thee good. |
| 50634 | I had a thing to say-but let it go: |
| 50635 | The sun is in the heaven, and the proud day, |
| 50636 | Attended with the pleasures of the world, |
| 50637 | Is all too wanton and too full of gawds |
| 50638 | To give me audience. If the midnight bell |
| 50639 | Did with his iron tongue and brazen mouth |
| 50640 | Sound on into the drowsy race of night; |
| 50641 | If this same were a churchyard where we st... |
| 50642 | And thou possessed with a thousand wrongs; |
| 50643 | Or if that surly spirit, melancholy, |
| 50644 | Had bak'd thy blood and made it heavy-thick, |
| 50645 | Which else runs tickling up and down the v... |
| 50646 | Making that idiot, laughter, keep men's eyes |
| 50647 | And strain their cheeks to idle merriment, |
| 50648 | A passion hateful to my purposes; |
| 50649 | Or if that thou couldst see me without eyes, |
| 50650 | Hear me without thine cars, and make reply |
| 50651 | Without a tongue, using conceit alone, |
| 50652 | Without eyes, ears, and harmful sound of w... |
| 50653 | Then, in despite of brooded watchful day, |
| 50654 | I would into thy bosom pour my thoughts. |
| 50655 | But, ah, I will not! Yet I love thee well; |
| 50656 | And, by my troth, I think thou lov'st me w... |
| 50657 | HUBERT. So well that what you bid me undertake, |
| 50658 | Though that my death were adjunct to my act, |
| 50659 | By heaven, I would do it. |
| 50660 | KING JOHN. Do not I know thou wouldst? |
| 50661 | Good Hubert, Hubert, Hubert, throw thine eye |
| 50662 | On yon young boy. I'll tell thee what, my ... |
| 50663 | He is a very serpent in my way; |
| 50664 | And wheresoe'er this foot of mine doth tread, |
| 50665 | He lies before me. Dost thou understand me? |
| 50666 | Thou art his keeper. |
| 50667 | HUBERT. And I'll keep him so |
| 50668 | That he shall not offend your Majesty. |
| 50669 | KING JOHN. Death. |
| 50670 | HUBERT. My lord? |
| 50671 | KING JOHN. A grave. |
| 50672 | HUBERT. He shall not live. |
| 50673 | KING JOHN. Enough! |
| 50674 | I could be merry now. Hubert, I love thee. |
| 50675 | Well, I'll not say what I intend for thee. |
| 50676 | Remember. Madam, fare you well; |
| 50677 | I'll send those powers o'er to your Majesty. |
| 50678 | ELINOR. My blessing go with thee! |
| 50679 | KING JOHN. [To ARTHUR] For England, cousin... |
| 50680 | Hubert shall be your man, attend on you |
| 50681 | With all true duty. On toward Calais, ho! ... |
| 50682 | SCENE 4. |
| 50683 | France. The FRENCH KING's camp |
| 50684 | Enter KING PHILIP, LEWIS, PANDULPH, and attend... |
| 50685 | KING PHILIP. So by a roaring tempest on the ... |
| 50686 | A whole armado of convicted sail |
| 50687 | Is scattered and disjoin'd from fellowship. |
| 50688 | PANDULPH. Courage and comfort! All shall yet... |
| 50689 | KING PHILIP. What can go well, when we have ... |
| 50690 | Are we not beaten? Is not Angiers lost? |
| 50691 | Arthur ta'en prisoner? Divers dear friends... |
| 50692 | And bloody England into England gone, |
| 50693 | O'erbearing interruption, spite of France? |
| 50694 | LEWIS. he hath won, that hath he fortified; |
| 50695 | So hot a speed with such advice dispos'd, |
| 50696 | Such temperate order in so fierce a cause, |
| 50697 | Doth want example; who hath read or heard |
| 50698 | Of any kindred action like to this? |
| 50699 | KING PHILIP. Well could I bear that England ... |
| 50700 | So we could find some pattern of our shame. |
| 50701 | Enter CONSTANCE |
| 50702 | Look who comes here! a grave unto a soul; |
| 50703 | Holding th' eternal spirit, against her will, |
| 50704 | In the vile prison of afflicted breath. |
| 50705 | I prithee, lady, go away with me. |
| 50706 | CONSTANCE. Lo now! now see the issue of your... |
| 50707 | KING PHILIP. Patience, good lady! Comfort, g... |
| 50708 | CONSTANCE. No, I defy all counsel, all redress, |
| 50709 | But that which ends all counsel, true redr... |
| 50710 | Death, death; O amiable lovely death! |
| 50711 | Thou odoriferous stench! sound rottenness! |
| 50712 | Arise forth from the couch of lasting night, |
| 50713 | Thou hate and terror to prosperity, |
| 50714 | And I will kiss thy detestable bones, |
| 50715 | And put my eyeballs in thy vaulty brows, |
| 50716 | And ring these fingers with thy household ... |
| 50717 | And stop this gap of breath with fulsome d... |
| 50718 | And be a carrion monster like thyself. |
| 50719 | Come, grin on me, and I will think thou sm... |
| 50720 | And buss thee as thy wife. Misery's love, |
| 50721 | O, come to me! |
| 50722 | KING PHILIP. O fair affliction, peace! |
| 50723 | CONSTANCE. No, no, I will not, having breath... |
| 50724 | O that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth! |
| 50725 | Then with a passion would I shake the world, |
| 50726 | And rouse from sleep that fell anatomy |
| 50727 | Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice, |
| 50728 | Which scorns a modern invocation. |
| 50729 | PANDULPH. Lady, you utter madness and not so... |
| 50730 | CONSTANCE. Thou art not holy to belie me so. |
| 50731 | I am not mad: this hair I tear is mine; |
| 50732 | My name is Constance; I was Geffrey's wife; |
| 50733 | Young Arthur is my son, and he is lost. |
| 50734 | I am not mad-I would to heaven I were! |
| 50735 | For then 'tis like I should forget myself. |
| 50736 | O, if I could, what grief should I forget! |
| 50737 | Preach some philosophy to make me mad, |
| 50738 | And thou shalt be canoniz'd, Cardinal; |
| 50739 | For, being not mad, but sensible of grief, |
| 50740 | My reasonable part produces reason |
| 50741 | How I may be deliver'd of these woes, |
| 50742 | And teaches me to kill or hang myself. |
| 50743 | If I were mad I should forget my son, |
| 50744 | Or madly think a babe of clouts were he. |
| 50745 | I am not mad; too well, too well I feel |
| 50746 | The different plague of each calamity. |
| 50747 | KING PHILIP. Bind up those tresses. O, what ... |
| 50748 | In the fair multitude of those her hairs! |
| 50749 | Where but by a chance a silver drop hath f... |
| 50750 | Even to that drop ten thousand wiry friends |
| 50751 | Do glue themselves in sociable grief, |
| 50752 | Like true, inseparable, faithful loves, |
| 50753 | Sticking together in calamity. |
| 50754 | CONSTANCE. To England, if you will. |
| 50755 | KING PHILIP. Bind up your hairs. |
| 50756 | CONSTANCE. Yes, that I will; and wherefore w... |
| 50757 | I tore them from their bonds, and cried aloud |
| 50758 | 'O that these hands could so redeem my son, |
| 50759 | As they have given these hairs their liber... |
| 50760 | But now I envy at their liberty, |
| 50761 | And will again commit them to their bonds, |
| 50762 | Because my poor child is a prisoner. |
| 50763 | And, father Cardinal, I have heard you say |
| 50764 | That we shall see and know our friends in ... |
| 50765 | If that be true, I shall see my boy again; |
| 50766 | For since the birth of Cain, the first mal... |
| 50767 | To him that did but yesterday suspire, |
| 50768 | There was not such a gracious creature born. |
| 50769 | But now will canker sorrow eat my bud |
| 50770 | And chase the native beauty from his cheek, |
| 50771 | And he will look as hollow as a ghost, |
| 50772 | As dim and meagre as an ague's fit; |
| 50773 | And so he'll die; and, rising so again, |
| 50774 | When I shall meet him in the court of heaven |
| 50775 | I shall not know him. Therefore never, never |
| 50776 | Must I behold my pretty Arthur more. |
| 50777 | PANDULPH. You hold too heinous a respect of ... |
| 50778 | CONSTANCE. He talks to me that never had a s... |
| 50779 | KING PHILIP. You are as fond of grief as of ... |
| 50780 | CONSTANCE. Grief fills the room up of my abs... |
| 50781 | Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, |
| 50782 | Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, |
| 50783 | Remembers me of all his gracious parts, |
| 50784 | Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; |
| 50785 | Then have I reason to be fond of grief. |
| 50786 | Fare you well; had you such a loss as I, |
| 50787 | I could give better comfort than you do. |
| 50788 | I will not keep this form upon my head, |
| 50789 | ... |
| 50790 | When there is such disorder in my wit. |
| 50791 | O Lord! my boy, my Arthur, my fair son! |
| 50792 | My life, my joy, my food, my ail the world! |
| 50793 | My widow-comfort, and my sorrows' cure! ... |
| 50794 | KING PHILIP. I fear some outrage, and I'll f... |
| 50795 | LEWIS. There's nothing in this world can mak... |
| 50796 | Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale |
| 50797 | Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man; |
| 50798 | And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet wo... |
| 50799 | That it yields nought but shame and bitter... |
| 50800 | PANDULPH. Before the curing of a strong dise... |
| 50801 | Even in the instant of repair and health, |
| 50802 | The fit is strongest; evils that take leave |
| 50803 | On their departure most of all show evil; |
| 50804 | What have you lost by losing of this day? |
| 50805 | LEWIS. All days of glory, joy, and happiness. |
| 50806 | PANDULPH. If you had won it, certainly you had. |
| 50807 | No, no; when Fortune means to men most good, |
| 50808 | She looks upon them with a threat'ning eye. |
| 50809 | 'Tis strange to think how much King John h... |
| 50810 | In this which he accounts so clearly won. |
| 50811 | Are not you griev'd that Arthur is his pri... |
| 50812 | LEWIS. As heartily as he is glad he hath him. |
| 50813 | PANDULPH. Your mind is all as youthful as yo... |
| 50814 | Now hear me speak with a prophetic spirit; |
| 50815 | For even the breath of what I mean to speak |
| 50816 | Shall blow each dust, each straw, each lit... |
| 50817 | Out of the path which shall directly lead |
| 50818 | Thy foot to England's throne. And therefor... |
| 50819 | John hath seiz'd Arthur; and it cannot be |
| 50820 | That, whiles warm life plays in that infan... |
| 50821 | The misplac'd John should entertain an hour, |
| 50822 | One minute, nay, one quiet breath of rest. |
| 50823 | A sceptre snatch'd with an unruly hand |
| 50824 | Must be boisterously maintain'd as gain'd, |
| 50825 | And he that stands upon a slipp'ry place |
| 50826 | Makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up; |
| 50827 | That John may stand then, Arthur needs mus... |
| 50828 | So be it, for it cannot be but so. |
| 50829 | LEWIS. But what shall I gain by young Arthur... |
| 50830 | PANDULPH. You, in the right of Lady Blanch y... |
| 50831 | May then make all the claim that Arthur did. |
| 50832 | LEWIS. And lose it, life and all, as Arthur ... |
| 50833 | PANDULPH. How green you are and fresh in thi... |
| 50834 | John lays you plots; the times conspire wi... |
| 50835 | For he that steeps his safety in true blood |
| 50836 | Shall find but bloody safety and untrue. |
| 50837 | This act, so evilly borne, shall cool the ... |
| 50838 | Of all his people and freeze up their zeal, |
| 50839 | That none so small advantage shall step forth |
| 50840 | To check his reign but they will cherish it; |
| 50841 | No natural exhalation in the sky, |
| 50842 | No scope of nature, no distemper'd day, |
| 50843 | No common wind, no customed event, |
| 50844 | But they will pluck away his natural cause |
| 50845 | And call them meteors, prodigies, and signs, |
| 50846 | Abortives, presages, and tongues of heaven, |
| 50847 | Plainly denouncing vengeance upon John. |
| 50848 | LEWIS. May be he will not touch young Arthur... |
| 50849 | But hold himself safe in his prisonment. |
| 50850 | PANDULPH. O, Sir, when he shall hear of your... |
| 50851 | If that young Arthur be not gone already, |
| 50852 | Even at that news he dies; and then the he... |
| 50853 | Of all his people shall revolt from him, |
| 50854 | And kiss the lips of unacquainted change, |
| 50855 | And pick strong matter of revolt and wrath |
| 50856 | Out of the bloody fingers' ends of john. |
| 50857 | Methinks I see this hurly all on foot; |
| 50858 | And, O, what better matter breeds for you |
| 50859 | Than I have nam'd! The bastard Faulconbridge |
| 50860 | Is now in England ransacking the Church, |
| 50861 | Offending charity; if but a dozen French |
| 50862 | Were there in arms, they would be as a can |
| 50863 | To train ten thousand English to their side; |
| 50864 | Or as a little snow, tumbled about, |
| 50865 | Anon becomes a mountain. O noble Dauphin, |
| 50866 | Go with me to the King. 'Tis wonderful |
| 50867 | What may be wrought out of their discontent, |
| 50868 | Now that their souls are topful of offence. |
| 50869 | For England go; I will whet on the King. |
| 50870 | LEWIS. Strong reasons makes strong actions. ... |
| 50871 | If you say ay, the King will not say no. ... |
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| 50880 | ACT IV. SCENE 1. |
| 50881 | England. A castle |
| 50882 | Enter HUBERT and EXECUTIONERS |
| 50883 | HUBERT. Heat me these irons hot; and look th... |
| 50884 | Within the arras. When I strike my foot |
| 50885 | Upon the bosom of the ground, rush forth |
| 50886 | And bind the boy which you shall find with me |
| 50887 | Fast to the chair. Be heedful; hence, and ... |
| 50888 | EXECUTIONER. I hope your warrant will bear o... |
| 50889 | HUBERT. Uncleanly scruples! Fear not you. Lo... |
| 50890 | ... |
| 50891 | Young lad, come forth; I have to say with ... |
| 50892 | Enter ARTHUR |
| 50893 | ARTHUR. Good morrow, Hubert. |
| 50894 | HUBERT. Good morrow, little Prince. |
| 50895 | ARTHUR. As little prince, having so great a ... |
| 50896 | To be more prince, as may be. You are sad. |
| 50897 | HUBERT. Indeed I have been merrier. |
| 50898 | ARTHUR. Mercy on me! |
| 50899 | Methinks no body should be sad but I; |
| 50900 | Yet, I remember, when I was in France, |
| 50901 | Young gentlemen would be as sad as night, |
| 50902 | Only for wantonness. By my christendom, |
| 50903 | So I were out of prison and kept sheep, |
| 50904 | I should be as merry as the day is long; |
| 50905 | And so I would be here but that I doubt |
| 50906 | My uncle practises more harm to me; |
| 50907 | He is afraid of me, and I of him. |
| 50908 | Is it my fault that I was Geffrey's son? |
| 50909 | No, indeed, ist not; and I would to heaven |
| 50910 | I were your son, so you would love me, Hub... |
| 50911 | HUBERT. [Aside] If I talk to him, with his... |
| 50912 | He will awake my mercy, which lies dead; |
| 50913 | Therefore I will be sudden and dispatch. |
| 50914 | ARTHUR. Are you sick, Hubert? You look pale ... |
| 50915 | In sooth, I would you were a little sick, |
| 50916 | That I might sit all night and watch with ... |
| 50917 | I warrant I love you more than you do me. |
| 50918 | HUBERT. [Aside] His words do take possessi... |
| 50919 | Read here, young Arthur. ... |
| 50920 | [Aside] How now, foolish rheum! |
| 50921 | Turning dispiteous torture out of door! |
| 50922 | I must be brief, lest resolution drop |
| 50923 | Out at mine eyes in tender womanish tears.- |
| 50924 | Can you not read it? Is it not fair writ? |
| 50925 | ARTHUR. Too fairly, Hubert, for so foul effect. |
| 50926 | Must you with hot irons burn out both mine... |
| 50927 | HUBERT. Young boy, I must. |
| 50928 | ARTHUR. And will you? |
| 50929 | HUBERT. And I will. |
| 50930 | ARTHUR. Have you the heart? When your head d... |
| 50931 | I knit my handkerchief about your brows- |
| 50932 | The best I had, a princess wrought it me- |
| 50933 | And I did never ask it you again; |
| 50934 | And with my hand at midnight held your head; |
| 50935 | And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, |
| 50936 | Still and anon cheer'd up the heavy time, |
| 50937 | Saying 'What lack you?' and 'Where lies yo... |
| 50938 | Or 'What good love may I perform for you?' |
| 50939 | Many a poor man's son would have lyen still, |
| 50940 | And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you; |
| 50941 | But you at your sick service had a prince. |
| 50942 | Nay, you may think my love was crafty love, |
| 50943 | And call it cunning. Do, an if you will. |
| 50944 | If heaven be pleas'd that you must use me ... |
| 50945 | Why, then you must. Will you put out mine ... |
| 50946 | These eyes that never did nor never shall |
| 50947 | So much as frown on you? |
| 50948 | HUBERT. I have sworn to do it; |
| 50949 | And with hot irons must I burn them out. |
| 50950 | ARTHUR. Ah, none but in this iron age would ... |
| 50951 | The iron of itself, though heat red-hot, |
| 50952 | Approaching near these eyes would drink my... |
| 50953 | And quench his fiery indignation |
| 50954 | Even in the matter of mine innocence; |
| 50955 | Nay, after that, consume away in rust |
| 50956 | But for containing fire to harm mine eye. |
| 50957 | Are you more stubborn-hard than hammer'd i... |
| 50958 | An if an angel should have come to me |
| 50959 | And told me Hubert should put out mine eyes, |
| 50960 | I would not have believ'd him-no tongue bu... |
| 50961 | HUBERT. [Stamps] Come forth. |
| 50962 | Re-enter EXECUTIONERS, With cord, irons, ... |
| 50963 | Do as I bid you do. |
| 50964 | ARTHUR. O, save me, Hubert, save me! My eyes... |
| 50965 | Even with the fierce looks of these bloody... |
| 50966 | HUBERT. Give me the iron, I say, and bind hi... |
| 50967 | ARTHUR. Alas, what need you be so boist'rous... |
| 50968 | I will not struggle, I will stand stone-st... |
| 50969 | For heaven sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! |
| 50970 | Nay, hear me, Hubert! Drive these men away, |
| 50971 | And I will sit as quiet as a lamb; |
| 50972 | I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, |
| 50973 | Nor look upon the iron angrily; |
| 50974 | Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgiv... |
| 50975 | Whatever torment you do put me to. |
| 50976 | HUBERT. Go, stand within; let me alone with ... |
| 50977 | EXECUTIONER. I am best pleas'd to be from su... |
| 50978 | ... |
| 50979 | ARTHUR. Alas, I then have chid away my friend! |
| 50980 | He hath a stern look but a gentle heart. |
| 50981 | Let him come back, that his compassion may |
| 50982 | Give life to yours. |
| 50983 | HUBERT. Come, boy, prepare yourself. |
| 50984 | ARTHUR. Is there no remedy? |
| 50985 | HUBERT. None, but to lose your eyes. |
| 50986 | ARTHUR. O heaven, that there were but a mote... |
| 50987 | A grain, a dust, a gnat, a wandering hair, |
| 50988 | Any annoyance in that precious sense! |
| 50989 | Then, feeling what small things are boiste... |
| 50990 | Your vile intent must needs seem horrible. |
| 50991 | HUBERT. Is this your promise? Go to, hold yo... |
| 50992 | ARTHUR. Hubert, the utterance of a brace of ... |
| 50993 | Must needs want pleading for a pair of eyes. |
| 50994 | Let me not hold my tongue, let me not, Hub... |
| 50995 | Or, Hubert, if you will, cut out my tongue, |
| 50996 | So I may keep mine eyes. O, spare mine eyes, |
| 50997 | Though to no use but still to look on you! |
| 50998 | Lo, by my troth, the instrument is cold |
| 50999 | And would not harm me. |
| 51000 | HUBERT. I can heat it, boy. |
| 51001 | ARTHUR. No, in good sooth; the fire is dead ... |
| 51002 | Being create for comfort, to be us'd |
| 51003 | In undeserved extremes. See else yourself: |
| 51004 | There is no malice in this burning coal; |
| 51005 | The breath of heaven hath blown his spirit... |
| 51006 | And strew'd repentant ashes on his head. |
| 51007 | HUBERT. But with my breath I can revive it, ... |
| 51008 | ARTHUR. An if you do, you will but make it b... |
| 51009 | And glow with shame of your proceedings, H... |
| 51010 | Nay, it perchance will sparkle in your eyes, |
| 51011 | And, like a dog that is compell'd to fight, |
| 51012 | Snatch at his master that doth tarre him on. |
| 51013 | All things that you should use to do me wrong |
| 51014 | Deny their office; only you do lack |
| 51015 | That mercy which fierce fire and iron exte... |
| 51016 | Creatures of note for mercy-lacking uses. |
| 51017 | HUBERT. Well, see to live; I will not touch ... |
| 51018 | For all the treasure that thine uncle owes. |
| 51019 | Yet I am sworn, and I did purpose, boy, |
| 51020 | With this same very iron to burn them out. |
| 51021 | ARTHUR. O, now you look like Hubert! All thi... |
| 51022 | You were disguis'd. |
| 51023 | HUBERT. Peace; no more. Adieu. |
| 51024 | Your uncle must not know but you are dead: |
| 51025 | I'll fill these dogged spies with false re... |
| 51026 | And, pretty child, sleep doubtless and secure |
| 51027 | That Hubert, for the wealth of all the world, |
| 51028 | Will not offend thee. |
| 51029 | ARTHUR. O heaven! I thank you, Hubert. |
| 51030 | HUBERT. Silence; no more. Go closely in with... |
| 51031 | Much danger do I undergo for thee. ... |
| 51032 | SCENE 2. |
| 51033 | England. KING JOHN'S palace |
| 51034 | Enter KING JOHN, PEMBROKE, SALISBURY, and othe... |
| 51035 | KING JOHN. Here once again we sit, once agai... |
| 51036 | And look'd upon, I hope, with cheerful eyes. |
| 51037 | PEMBROKE. This once again, but that your Hig... |
| 51038 | Was once superfluous: you were crown'd bef... |
| 51039 | And that high royalty was ne'er pluck'd off, |
| 51040 | The faiths of men ne'er stained with revolt; |
| 51041 | Fresh expectation troubled not the land |
| 51042 | With any long'd-for change or better state. |
| 51043 | SALISBURY. Therefore, to be possess'd with d... |
| 51044 | To guard a title that was rich before, |
| 51045 | To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, |
| 51046 | To throw a perfume on the violet, |
| 51047 | To smooth the ice, or add another hue |
| 51048 | Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light |
| 51049 | To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to gar... |
| 51050 | Is wasteful and ridiculous excess. |
| 51051 | PEMBROKE. But that your royal pleasure must ... |
| 51052 | This act is as an ancient tale new told |
| 51053 | And, in the last repeating, troublesome, |
| 51054 | Being urged at a time unseasonable. |
| 51055 | SALISBURY. In this the antique and well-note... |
| 51056 | Of plain old form is much disfigured; |
| 51057 | And like a shifted wind unto a sail |
| 51058 | It makes the course of thoughts to fetch a... |
| 51059 | Startles and frights consideration, |
| 51060 | Makes sound opinion sick, and truth suspec... |
| 51061 | For putting on so new a fashion'd robe. |
| 51062 | PEMBROKE. When workmen strive to do better t... |
| 51063 | They do confound their skill in covetousness; |
| 51064 | And oftentimes excusing of a fault |
| 51065 | Doth make the fault the worse by th' excuse, |
| 51066 | As patches set upon a little breach |
| 51067 | Discredit more in hiding of the fault |
| 51068 | Than did the fault before it was so patch'd. |
| 51069 | SALISBURY. To this effect, before you were n... |
| 51070 | We breath'd our counsel; but it pleas'd yo... |
| 51071 | To overbear it; and we are all well pleas'd, |
| 51072 | Since all and every part of what we would |
| 51073 | Doth make a stand at what your Highness will. |
| 51074 | KING JOHN. Some reasons of this double coron... |
| 51075 | I have possess'd you with, and think them ... |
| 51076 | And more, more strong, when lesser is my f... |
| 51077 | I shall indue you with. Meantime but ask |
| 51078 | What you would have reform'd that is not w... |
| 51079 | And well shall you perceive how willingly |
| 51080 | I will both hear and grant you your requests. |
| 51081 | PEMBROKE. Then I, as one that am the tongue ... |
| 51082 | To sound the purposes of all their hearts, |
| 51083 | Both for myself and them- but, chief of all, |
| 51084 | Your safety, for the which myself and them |
| 51085 | Bend their best studies, heartily request |
| 51086 | Th' enfranchisement of Arthur, whose restr... |
| 51087 | Doth move the murmuring lips of discontent |
| 51088 | To break into this dangerous argument: |
| 51089 | If what in rest you have in right you hold, |
| 51090 | Why then your fears-which, as they say, at... |
| 51091 | The steps of wrong-should move you to mew up |
| 51092 | Your tender kinsman, and to choke his days |
| 51093 | With barbarous ignorance, and deny his youth |
| 51094 | The rich advantage of good exercise? |
| 51095 | That the time's enemies may not have this |
| 51096 | To grace occasions, let it be our suit |
| 51097 | That you have bid us ask his liberty; |
| 51098 | Which for our goods we do no further ask |
| 51099 | Than whereupon our weal, on you depending, |
| 51100 | Counts it your weal he have his liberty. |
| 51101 | KING JOHN. Let it be so. I do commit his youth |
| 51102 | To your direction. |
| 51103 | Enter HUBERT |
| 51104 | [Aside] Hubert, what news with you? |
| 51105 | PEMBROKE. This is the man should do the bloo... |
| 51106 | He show'd his warrant to a friend of mine; |
| 51107 | The image of a wicked heinous fault |
| 51108 | Lives in his eye; that close aspect of his |
| 51109 | Doth show the mood of a much troubled breast, |
| 51110 | And I do fearfully believe 'tis done |
| 51111 | What we so fear'd he had a charge to do. |
| 51112 | SALISBURY. The colour of the King doth come ... |
| 51113 | Between his purpose and his conscience, |
| 51114 | Like heralds 'twixt two dreadful battles set. |
| 51115 | His passion is so ripe it needs must break. |
| 51116 | PEMBROKE. And when it breaks, I fear will is... |
| 51117 | The foul corruption of a sweet child's death. |
| 51118 | KING JOHN. We cannot hold mortality's strong... |
| 51119 | Good lords, although my will to give is li... |
| 51120 | The suit which you demand is gone and dead: |
| 51121 | He tells us Arthur is deceas'd to-night. |
| 51122 | SALISBURY. Indeed, we fear'd his sickness wa... |
| 51123 | PEMBROKE. Indeed, we heard how near his deat... |
| 51124 | Before the child himself felt he was sick. |
| 51125 | This must be answer'd either here or hence. |
| 51126 | KING JOHN. Why do you bend such solemn brows... |
| 51127 | Think you I bear the shears of destiny? |
| 51128 | Have I commandment on the pulse of life? |
| 51129 | SALISBURY. It is apparent foul-play; and 'ti... |
| 51130 | That greatness should so grossly offer it. |
| 51131 | So thrive it in your game! and so, farewell. |
| 51132 | PEMBROKE. Stay yet, Lord Salisbury, I'll go ... |
| 51133 | And find th' inheritance of this poor child, |
| 51134 | His little kingdom of a forced grave. |
| 51135 | That blood which ow'd the breadth of all t... |
| 51136 | Three foot of it doth hold-bad world the w... |
| 51137 | This must not be thus borne: this will bre... |
| 51138 | To all our sorrows, and ere long I doubt. ... |
| 51139 | KING JOHN. They burn in indignation. I repent. |
| 51140 | There is no sure foundation set on blood, |
| 51141 | No certain life achiev'd by others' death. |
| 51142 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 51143 | A fearful eye thou hast; where is that blood |
| 51144 | That I have seen inhabit in those cheeks? |
| 51145 | So foul a sky clears not without a storm. |
| 51146 | Pour down thy weather-how goes all in France? |
| 51147 | MESSENGER. From France to England. Never suc... |
| 51148 | For any foreign preparation |
| 51149 | Was levied in the body of a land. |
| 51150 | The copy of your speed is learn'd by them, |
| 51151 | For when you should be told they do prepare, |
| 51152 | The tidings comes that they are all arriv'd. |
| 51153 | KING JOHN. O, where hath our intelligence be... |
| 51154 | Where hath it slept? Where is my mother's ... |
| 51155 | That such an army could be drawn in France, |
| 51156 | And she not hear of it? |
| 51157 | MESSENGER. My liege, her ear |
| 51158 | Is stopp'd with dust: the first of April died |
| 51159 | Your noble mother; and as I hear, my lord, |
| 51160 | The Lady Constance in a frenzy died |
| 51161 | Three days before; but this from rumour's ... |
| 51162 | I idly heard-if true or false I know not. |
| 51163 | KING JOHN. Withhold thy speed, dreadful occa... |
| 51164 | O, make a league with me, till I have pleas'd |
| 51165 | My discontented peers! What! mother dead! |
| 51166 | How wildly then walks my estate in France! |
| 51167 | Under whose conduct came those pow'rs of F... |
| 51168 | That thou for truth giv'st out are landed ... |
| 51169 | MESSENGER. Under the Dauphin. |
| 51170 | KING JOHN. Thou hast made me giddy |
| 51171 | With these in tidings. |
| 51172 | Enter the BASTARD and PETER OF POMFRET |
| 51173 | Now! What says the world |
| 51174 | To your proceedings? Do not seek to stuff |
| 51175 | My head with more ill news, for it is fun. |
| 51176 | BASTARD. But if you be afear'd to hear the w... |
| 51177 | Then let the worst, unheard, fall on your ... |
| 51178 | KING JOHN. Bear with me, cousin, for I was a... |
| 51179 | Under the tide; but now I breathe again |
| 51180 | Aloft the flood, and can give audience |
| 51181 | To any tongue, speak it of what it will. |
| 51182 | BASTARD. How I have sped among the clergymen |
| 51183 | The sums I have collected shall express. |
| 51184 | But as I travell'd hither through the land, |
| 51185 | I find the people strangely fantasied; |
| 51186 | Possess'd with rumours, full of idle dream... |
| 51187 | Not knowing what they fear, but full of fear; |
| 51188 | And here's a prophet that I brought with me |
| 51189 | From forth the streets of Pomfret, whom I ... |
| 51190 | With many hundreds treading on his heels; |
| 51191 | To whom he sung, in rude harsh-sounding rh... |
| 51192 | That, ere the next Ascension-day at noon, |
| 51193 | Your Highness should deliver up your crown. |
| 51194 | KING JOHN. Thou idle dreamer, wherefore dids... |
| 51195 | PETER. Foreknowing that the truth will fall ... |
| 51196 | KING JOHN. Hubert, away with him; imprison him; |
| 51197 | And on that day at noon whereon he says |
| 51198 | I shall yield up my crown let him be hang'd. |
| 51199 | Deliver him to safety; and return, |
| 51200 | For I must use thee. |
| 51201 | ... |
| 51202 | O my gentle cousin, |
| 51203 | Hear'st thou the news abroad, who are arri... |
| 51204 | BASTARD. The French, my lord; men's mouths a... |
| 51205 | Besides, I met Lord Bigot and Lord Salisbury, |
| 51206 | With eyes as red as new-enkindled fire, |
| 51207 | And others more, going to seek the grave |
| 51208 | Of Arthur, whom they say is kill'd to-night |
| 51209 | On your suggestion. |
| 51210 | KING JOHN. Gentle kinsman, go |
| 51211 | And thrust thyself into their companies. |
| 51212 | I have a way to will their loves again; |
| 51213 | Bring them before me. |
| 51214 | BASTARD. I Will seek them out. |
| 51215 | KING JOHN. Nay, but make haste; the better f... |
| 51216 | O, let me have no subject enemies |
| 51217 | When adverse foreigners affright my towns |
| 51218 | With dreadful pomp of stout invasion! |
| 51219 | Be Mercury, set feathers to thy heels, |
| 51220 | And fly like thought from them to me again. |
| 51221 | BASTARD. The spirit of the time shall teach ... |
| 51222 | KING JOHN. Spoke like a sprightful noble gen... |
| 51223 | ... |
| 51224 | Go after him; for he perhaps shall need |
| 51225 | Some messenger betwixt me and the peers; |
| 51226 | And be thou he. |
| 51227 | MESSENGER. With all my heart, my liege. ... |
| 51228 | KING JOHN. My mother dead! |
| 51229 | Re-enter HUBERT |
| 51230 | HUBERT. My lord, they say five moons were se... |
| 51231 | Four fixed, and the fifth did whirl about |
| 51232 | The other four in wondrous motion. |
| 51233 | KING JOHN. Five moons! |
| 51234 | HUBERT. Old men and beldams in the streets |
| 51235 | Do prophesy upon it dangerously; |
| 51236 | Young Arthur's death is common in their mo... |
| 51237 | And when they talk of him, they shake thei... |
| 51238 | And whisper one another in the ear; |
| 51239 | And he that speaks doth gripe the hearer's... |
| 51240 | Whilst he that hears makes fearful action |
| 51241 | With wrinkled brows, with nods, with rolli... |
| 51242 | I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, |
| 51243 | The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, |
| 51244 | With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news; |
| 51245 | Who, with his shears and measure in his hand, |
| 51246 | Standing on slippers, which his nimble haste |
| 51247 | Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet, |
| 51248 | Told of a many thousand warlike French |
| 51249 | That were embattailed and rank'd in Kent. |
| 51250 | Another lean unwash'd artificer |
| 51251 | Cuts off his tale, and talks of Arthur's d... |
| 51252 | KING JOHN. Why seek'st thou to possess me wi... |
| 51253 | Why urgest thou so oft young Arthur's death? |
| 51254 | Thy hand hath murd'red him. I had a mighty... |
| 51255 | To wish him dead, but thou hadst none to k... |
| 51256 | HUBERT. No had, my lord! Why, did you not pr... |
| 51257 | KING JOHN. It is the curse of kings to be at... |
| 51258 | By slaves that take their humours for a wa... |
| 51259 | To break within the bloody house of life, |
| 51260 | And on the winking of authority |
| 51261 | To understand a law; to know the meaning |
| 51262 | Of dangerous majesty, when perchance it fr... |
| 51263 | More upon humour than advis'd respect. |
| 51264 | HUBERT. Here is your hand and seal for what ... |
| 51265 | KING JOHN. O, when the last account 'twixt h... |
| 51266 | Is to be made, then shall this hand and seal |
| 51267 | Witness against us to damnation! |
| 51268 | How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds |
| 51269 | Make deeds ill done! Hadst not thou been by, |
| 51270 | A fellow by the hand of nature mark'd, |
| 51271 | Quoted and sign'd to do a deed of shame, |
| 51272 | This murder had not come into my mind; |
| 51273 | But, taking note of thy abhorr'd aspect, |
| 51274 | Finding thee fit for bloody villainy, |
| 51275 | Apt, liable to be employ'd in danger, |
| 51276 | I faintly broke with thee of Arthur's death; |
| 51277 | And thou, to be endeared to a king, |
| 51278 | Made it no conscience to destroy a prince. |
| 51279 | HUBERT. My lord- |
| 51280 | KING JOHN. Hadst thou but shook thy head or ... |
| 51281 | When I spake darkly what I purposed, |
| 51282 | Or turn'd an eye of doubt upon my face, |
| 51283 | As bid me tell my tale in express words, |
| 51284 | Deep shame had struck me dumb, made me bre... |
| 51285 | And those thy fears might have wrought fea... |
| 51286 | But thou didst understand me by my signs, |
| 51287 | And didst in signs again parley with sin; |
| 51288 | Yea, without stop, didst let thy heart con... |
| 51289 | And consequently thy rude hand to act |
| 51290 | The deed which both our tongues held vile ... |
| 51291 | Out of my sight, and never see me more! |
| 51292 | My nobles leave me; and my state is braved, |
| 51293 | Even at my gates, with ranks of foreign po... |
| 51294 | Nay, in the body of the fleshly land, |
| 51295 | This kingdom, this confine of blood and br... |
| 51296 | Hostility and civil tumult reigns |
| 51297 | Between my conscience and my cousin's death. |
| 51298 | HUBERT. Arm you against your other enemies, |
| 51299 | I'll make a peace between your soul and you. |
| 51300 | Young Arthur is alive. This hand of mine |
| 51301 | Is yet a maiden and an innocent hand, |
| 51302 | Not painted with the crimson spots of blood. |
| 51303 | Within this bosom never ent'red yet |
| 51304 | The dreadful motion of a murderous thought |
| 51305 | And you have slander'd nature in my form, |
| 51306 | Which, howsoever rude exteriorly, |
| 51307 | Is yet the cover of a fairer mind |
| 51308 | Than to be butcher of an innocent child. |
| 51309 | KING JOHN. Doth Arthur live? O, haste thee t... |
| 51310 | Throw this report on their incensed rage |
| 51311 | And make them tame to their obedience! |
| 51312 | Forgive the comment that my passion made |
| 51313 | Upon thy feature; for my rage was blind, |
| 51314 | And foul imaginary eyes of blood |
| 51315 | Presented thee more hideous than thou art. |
| 51316 | O, answer not; but to my closet bring |
| 51317 | The angry lords with all expedient haste. |
| 51318 | I conjure thee but slowly; run more fast. ... |
| 51319 | SCENE 3. |
| 51320 | England. Before the castle |
| 51321 | Enter ARTHUR, on the walls |
| 51322 | ARTHUR. The wall is high, and yet will I lea... |
| 51323 | Good ground, be pitiful and hurt me not! |
| 51324 | There's few or none do know me; if they did, |
| 51325 | This ship-boy's semblance hath disguis'd m... |
| 51326 | I am afraid; and yet I'll venture it. |
| 51327 | If I get down and do not break my limbs, |
| 51328 | I'll find a thousand shifts to get away. |
| 51329 | As good to die and go, as die and stay. ... |
| 51330 | O me! my uncle's spirit is in these stones. |
| 51331 | Heaven take my soul, and England keep my b... |
| 51332 | [Dies] |
| 51333 | Enter PEMBROKE, SALISBURY, and BIGOT |
| 51334 | SALISBURY. Lords, I will meet him at Saint E... |
| 51335 | It is our safety, and we must embrace |
| 51336 | This gentle offer of the perilous time. |
| 51337 | PEMBROKE. Who brought that letter from the C... |
| 51338 | SALISBURY. The Count Melun, a noble lord of ... |
| 51339 | Whose private with me of the Dauphin's love |
| 51340 | Is much more general than these lines import. |
| 51341 | BIGOT. To-morrow morning let us meet him then. |
| 51342 | SALISBURY. Or rather then set forward; for '... |
| 51343 | Two long days' journey, lords, or ere we m... |
| 51344 | Enter the BASTARD |
| 51345 | BASTARD. Once more to-day well met, distempe... |
| 51346 | The King by me requests your presence stra... |
| 51347 | SALISBURY. The King hath dispossess'd himsel... |
| 51348 | We will not line his thin bestained cloak |
| 51349 | With our pure honours, nor attend the foot |
| 51350 | That leaves the print of blood where'er it... |
| 51351 | Return and tell him so. We know the worst. |
| 51352 | BASTARD. Whate'er you think, good words, I t... |
| 51353 | SALISBURY. Our griefs, and not our manners, ... |
| 51354 | BASTARD. But there is little reason in your ... |
| 51355 | Therefore 'twere reason you had manners now. |
| 51356 | PEMBROKE. Sir, sir, impatience hath his priv... |
| 51357 | BASTARD. 'Tis true-to hurt his master, no ma... |
| 51358 | SALISBURY. This is the prison. What is he li... |
| 51359 | PEMBROKE. O death, made proud with pure and ... |
| 51360 | The earth had not a hole to hide this deed. |
| 51361 | SALISBURY. Murder, as hating what himself ha... |
| 51362 | Doth lay it open to urge on revenge. |
| 51363 | BIGOT. Or, when he doom'd this beauty to a g... |
| 51364 | Found it too precious-princely for a grave. |
| 51365 | SALISBURY. Sir Richard, what think you? Have... |
| 51366 | Or have you read or heard, or could you th... |
| 51367 | Or do you almost think, although you see, |
| 51368 | That you do see? Could thought, without th... |
| 51369 | Form such another? This is the very top, |
| 51370 | The height, the crest, or crest unto the c... |
| 51371 | Of murder's arms; this is the bloodiest sh... |
| 51372 | The wildest savagery, the vilest stroke, |
| 51373 | That ever wall-ey'd wrath or staring rage |
| 51374 | Presented to the tears of soft remorse. |
| 51375 | PEMBROKE. All murders past do stand excus'd ... |
| 51376 | And this, so sole and so unmatchable, |
| 51377 | Shall give a holiness, a purity, |
| 51378 | To the yet unbegotten sin of times, |
| 51379 | And prove a deadly bloodshed but a jest, |
| 51380 | Exampled by this heinous spectacle. |
| 51381 | BASTARD. It is a damned and a bloody work; |
| 51382 | The graceless action of a heavy hand, |
| 51383 | If that it be the work of any hand. |
| 51384 | SALISBURY. If that it be the work of any hand! |
| 51385 | We had a kind of light what would ensue. |
| 51386 | It is the shameful work of Hubert's hand; |
| 51387 | The practice and the purpose of the King; |
| 51388 | From whose obedience I forbid my soul |
| 51389 | Kneeling before this ruin of sweet life, |
| 51390 | And breathing to his breathless excellence |
| 51391 | The incense of a vow, a holy vow, |
| 51392 | Never to taste the pleasures of the world, |
| 51393 | Never to be infected with delight, |
| 51394 | Nor conversant with ease and idleness, |
| 51395 | Till I have set a glory to this hand |
| 51396 | By giving it the worship of revenge. |
| 51397 | PEMBROKE. and BIGOT. Our souls religiously c... |
| 51398 | Enter HUBERT |
| 51399 | HUBERT. Lords, I am hot with haste in seekin... |
| 51400 | Arthur doth live; the King hath sent for you. |
| 51401 | SALISBURY. O, he is bold, and blushes not at... |
| 51402 | Avaunt, thou hateful villain, get thee gone! |
| 51403 | HUBERT. I am no villain. |
| 51404 | SALISBURY. Must I rob the law? ... |
| 51405 | BASTARD. Your sword is bright, sir; put it u... |
| 51406 | SALISBURY. Not till I sheathe it in a murder... |
| 51407 | HUBERT. Stand back, Lord Salisbury, stand ba... |
| 51408 | By heaven, I think my sword's as sharp as ... |
| 51409 | I would not have you, lord, forget yourself, |
| 51410 | Nor tempt the danger of my true defence; |
| 51411 | Lest I, by marking of your rage, forget |
| 51412 | Your worth, your greatness and nobility. |
| 51413 | BIGOT. Out, dunghill! Dar'st thou brave a no... |
| 51414 | HUBERT. Not for my life; but yet I dare defend |
| 51415 | My innocent life against an emperor. |
| 51416 | SALISBURY. Thou art a murderer. |
| 51417 | HUBERT. Do not prove me so. |
| 51418 | Yet I am none. Whose tongue soe'er speaks ... |
| 51419 | Not truly speaks; who speaks not truly, lies. |
| 51420 | PEMBROKE. Cut him to pieces. |
| 51421 | BASTARD. Keep the peace, I say. |
| 51422 | SALISBURY. Stand by, or I shall gall you, Fa... |
| 51423 | BASTARD. Thou wert better gall the devil, Sa... |
| 51424 | If thou but frown on me, or stir thy foot, |
| 51425 | Or teach thy hasty spleen to do me shame, |
| 51426 | I'll strike thee dead. Put up thy sword be... |
| 51427 | Or I'll so maul you and your toasting-iron |
| 51428 | That you shall think the devil is come fro... |
| 51429 | BIGOT. What wilt thou do, renowned Faulconbr... |
| 51430 | Second a villain and a murderer? |
| 51431 | HUBERT. Lord Bigot, I am none. |
| 51432 | BIGOT. Who kill'd this prince? |
| 51433 | HUBERT. 'Tis not an hour since I left him well. |
| 51434 | I honour'd him, I lov'd him, and will weep |
| 51435 | My date of life out for his sweet life's l... |
| 51436 | SALISBURY. Trust not those cunning waters of... |
| 51437 | For villainy is not without such rheum; |
| 51438 | And he, long traded in it, makes it seem |
| 51439 | Like rivers of remorse and innocency. |
| 51440 | Away with me, all you whose souls abhor |
| 51441 | Th' uncleanly savours of a slaughter-house; |
| 51442 | For I am stifled with this smell of sin. |
| 51443 | BIGOT. Away toward Bury, to the Dauphin there! |
| 51444 | PEMBROKE. There tell the King he may inquire... |
| 51445 | ... |
| 51446 | BASTARD. Here's a good world! Knew you of th... |
| 51447 | Beyond the infinite and boundless reach |
| 51448 | Of mercy, if thou didst this deed of death, |
| 51449 | Art thou damn'd, Hubert. |
| 51450 | HUBERT. Do but hear me, sir. |
| 51451 | BASTARD. Ha! I'll tell thee what: |
| 51452 | Thou'rt damn'd as black-nay, nothing is so... |
| 51453 | Thou art more deep damn'd than Prince Luci... |
| 51454 | There is not yet so ugly a fiend of hell |
| 51455 | As thou shalt be, if thou didst kill this ... |
| 51456 | HUBERT. Upon my soul- |
| 51457 | BASTARD. If thou didst but consent |
| 51458 | To this most cruel act, do but despair; |
| 51459 | And if thou want'st a cord, the smallest t... |
| 51460 | That ever spider twisted from her womb |
| 51461 | Will serve to strangle thee; a rush will b... |
| 51462 | To hang thee on; or wouldst thou drown thy... |
| 51463 | Put but a little water in a spoon |
| 51464 | And it shall be as all the ocean, |
| 51465 | Enough to stifle such a villain up |
| 51466 | I do suspect thee very grievously. |
| 51467 | HUBERT. If I in act, consent, or sin of thou... |
| 51468 | Be guilty of the stealing that sweet breath |
| 51469 | Which was embounded in this beauteous clay, |
| 51470 | Let hell want pains enough to torture me! |
| 51471 | I left him well. |
| 51472 | BASTARD. Go, bear him in thine arms. |
| 51473 | I am amaz'd, methinks, and lose my way |
| 51474 | Among the thorns and dangers of this world. |
| 51475 | How easy dost thou take all England up! |
| 51476 | From forth this morsel of dead royalty |
| 51477 | The life, the right, and truth of all this... |
| 51478 | Is fled to heaven; and England now is left |
| 51479 | To tug and scamble, and to part by th' teeth |
| 51480 | The unowed interest of proud-swelling state. |
| 51481 | Now for the bare-pick'd bone of majesty |
| 51482 | Doth dogged war bristle his angry crest |
| 51483 | And snarleth in the gentle eyes of peace; |
| 51484 | Now powers from home and discontents at home |
| 51485 | Meet in one line; and vast confusion waits, |
| 51486 | As doth a raven on a sick-fall'n beast, |
| 51487 | The imminent decay of wrested pomp. |
| 51488 | Now happy he whose cloak and cincture can |
| 51489 | Hold out this tempest. Bear away that child, |
| 51490 | And follow me with speed. I'll to the King; |
| 51491 | A thousand businesses are brief in hand, |
| 51492 | And heaven itself doth frown upon the land... |
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| 51501 | ACT V. SCENE 1. |
| 51502 | England. KING JOHN'S palace |
| 51503 | Enter KING JOHN, PANDULPH, and attendants |
| 51504 | KING JOHN. Thus have I yielded up into your ... |
| 51505 | The circle of my glory. |
| 51506 | PANDULPH. [Gives back the crown] Take again |
| 51507 | From this my hand, as holding of the Pope, |
| 51508 | Your sovereign greatness and authority. |
| 51509 | KING JOHN. Now keep your holy word; go meet ... |
| 51510 | And from his Holiness use all your power |
| 51511 | To stop their marches fore we are inflam'd. |
| 51512 | Our discontented counties do revolt; |
| 51513 | Our people quarrel with obedience, |
| 51514 | Swearing allegiance and the love of soul |
| 51515 | To stranger blood, to foreign royalty. |
| 51516 | This inundation of mistemp'red humour |
| 51517 | Rests by you only to be qualified. |
| 51518 | Then pause not; for the present time's so ... |
| 51519 | That present med'cine must be minist'red |
| 51520 | Or overthrow incurable ensues. |
| 51521 | PANDULPH. It was my breath that blew this te... |
| 51522 | Upon your stubborn usage of the Pope; |
| 51523 | But since you are a gentle convertite, |
| 51524 | My tongue shall hush again this storm of war |
| 51525 | And make fair weather in your blust'ring l... |
| 51526 | On this Ascension-day, remember well, |
| 51527 | Upon your oath of service to the Pope, |
| 51528 | Go I to make the French lay down their arm... |
| 51529 | KING JOHN. Is this Ascension-day? Did not th... |
| 51530 | Say that before Ascension-day at noon |
| 51531 | My crown I should give off? Even so I have. |
| 51532 | I did suppose it should be on constraint; |
| 51533 | But, heaven be thank'd, it is but voluntary. |
| 51534 | Enter the BASTARD |
| 51535 | BASTARD. All Kent hath yielded; nothing ther... |
| 51536 | But Dover Castle. London hath receiv'd, |
| 51537 | Like a kind host, the Dauphin and his powe... |
| 51538 | Your nobles will not hear you, but are gone |
| 51539 | To offer service to your enemy; |
| 51540 | And wild amazement hurries up and down |
| 51541 | The little number of your doubtful friends. |
| 51542 | KING JOHN. Would not my lords return to me a... |
| 51543 | After they heard young Arthur was alive? |
| 51544 | BASTARD. They found him dead, and cast int... |
| 51545 | An empty casket, where the jewel of life |
| 51546 | By some damn'd hand was robbed and ta'en a... |
| 51547 | KING JOHN. That villain Hubert told me he di... |
| 51548 | BASTARD. So, on my soul, he did, for aught h... |
| 51549 | But wherefore do you droop? Why look you sad? |
| 51550 | Be great in act, as you have been in thought; |
| 51551 | Let not the world see fear and sad distrust |
| 51552 | Govern the motion of a kingly eye. |
| 51553 | Be stirring as the time; be fire with fire; |
| 51554 | Threaten the threat'ner, and outface the brow |
| 51555 | Of bragging horror; so shall inferior eyes, |
| 51556 | That borrow their behaviours from the great, |
| 51557 | Grow great by your example and put on |
| 51558 | The dauntless spirit of resolution. |
| 51559 | Away, and glister like the god of war |
| 51560 | When he intendeth to become the field; |
| 51561 | Show boldness and aspiring confidence. |
| 51562 | What, shall they seek the lion in his den, |
| 51563 | And fright him there, and make him tremble... |
| 51564 | O, let it not be said! Forage, and run |
| 51565 | To meet displeasure farther from the doors |
| 51566 | And grapple with him ere he come so nigh. |
| 51567 | KING JOHN. The legate of the Pope hath been ... |
| 51568 | And I have made a happy peace with him; |
| 51569 | And he hath promis'd to dismiss the powers |
| 51570 | Led by the Dauphin. |
| 51571 | BASTARD. O inglorious league! |
| 51572 | Shall we, upon the footing of our land, |
| 51573 | Send fair-play orders, and make compromise, |
| 51574 | Insinuation, parley, and base truce, |
| 51575 | To arms invasive? Shall a beardless boy, |
| 51576 | A cock'red silken wanton, brave our fields |
| 51577 | And flesh his spirit in a warlike soil, |
| 51578 | Mocking the air with colours idly spread, |
| 51579 | And find no check? Let us, my liege, to arms. |
| 51580 | Perchance the Cardinal cannot make your pe... |
| 51581 | Or, if he do, let it at least be said |
| 51582 | They saw we had a purpose of defence. |
| 51583 | KING JOHN. Have thou the ordering of this pr... |
| 51584 | BASTARD. Away, then, with good courage! |
| 51585 | Yet, I know |
| 51586 | Our party may well meet a prouder foe. ... |
| 51587 | SCENE 2. |
| 51588 | England. The DAUPHIN'S camp at Saint Edmundsbury |
| 51589 | Enter, in arms, LEWIS, SALISBURY, MELUN, PEMBR... |
| 51590 | LEWIS. My Lord Melun, let this be copied out |
| 51591 | And keep it safe for our remembrance; |
| 51592 | Return the precedent to these lords again, |
| 51593 | That, having our fair order written down, |
| 51594 | Both they and we, perusing o'er these notes, |
| 51595 | May know wherefore we took the sacrament, |
| 51596 | And keep our faiths firm and inviolable. |
| 51597 | SALISBURY. Upon our sides it never shall be ... |
| 51598 | And, noble Dauphin, albeit we swear |
| 51599 | A voluntary zeal and an unurg'd faith |
| 51600 | To your proceedings; yet, believe me, Prince, |
| 51601 | I am not glad that such a sore of time |
| 51602 | Should seek a plaster by contemn'd revolt, |
| 51603 | And heal the inveterate canker of one wound |
| 51604 | By making many. O, it grieves my soul |
| 51605 | That I must draw this metal from my side |
| 51606 | To be a widow-maker! O, and there |
| 51607 | Where honourable rescue and defence |
| 51608 | Cries out upon the name of Salisbury! |
| 51609 | But such is the infection of the time |
| 51610 | That, for the health and physic of our right, |
| 51611 | We cannot deal but with the very hand |
| 51612 | Of stern injustice and confused wrong. |
| 51613 | And is't not pity, O my grieved friends! |
| 51614 | That we, the sons and children of this isle, |
| 51615 | Were born to see so sad an hour as this; |
| 51616 | Wherein we step after a stranger-march |
| 51617 | Upon her gentle bosom, and fill up |
| 51618 | Her enemies' ranks-I must withdraw and weep |
| 51619 | Upon the spot of this enforced cause- |
| 51620 | To grace the gentry of a land remote |
| 51621 | And follow unacquainted colours here? |
| 51622 | What, here? O nation, that thou couldst re... |
| 51623 | That Neptune's arms, who clippeth thee about, |
| 51624 | Would bear thee from the knowledge of thys... |
| 51625 | And grapple thee unto a pagan shore, |
| 51626 | Where these two Christian armies might com... |
| 51627 | The blood of malice in a vein of league, |
| 51628 | And not to spend it so unneighbourly! |
| 51629 | LEWIS. A noble temper dost thou show in this; |
| 51630 | And great affections wrestling in thy bosom |
| 51631 | Doth make an earthquake of nobility. |
| 51632 | O, what a noble combat hast thou fought |
| 51633 | Between compulsion and a brave respect! |
| 51634 | Let me wipe off this honourable dew |
| 51635 | That silverly doth progress on thy cheeks. |
| 51636 | My heart hath melted at a lady's tears, |
| 51637 | Being an ordinary inundation; |
| 51638 | But this effusion of such manly drops, |
| 51639 | This show'r, blown up by tempest of the soul, |
| 51640 | Startles mine eyes and makes me more amaz'd |
| 51641 | Than had I seen the vaulty top of heaven |
| 51642 | Figur'd quite o'er with burning meteors. |
| 51643 | Lift up thy brow, renowned Salisbury, |
| 51644 | And with a great heart heave away this sto... |
| 51645 | Commend these waters to those baby eyes |
| 51646 | That never saw the giant world enrag'd, |
| 51647 | Nor met with fortune other than at feasts, |
| 51648 | Full of warm blood, of mirth, of gossiping. |
| 51649 | Come, come; for thou shalt thrust thy hand... |
| 51650 | Into the purse of rich prosperity |
| 51651 | As Lewis himself. So, nobles, shall you all, |
| 51652 | That knit your sinews to the strength of m... |
| 51653 | Enter PANDULPH |
| 51654 | And even there, methinks, an angel spake: |
| 51655 | Look where the holy legate comes apace, |
| 51656 | To give us warrant from the hand of heaven |
| 51657 | And on our actions set the name of right |
| 51658 | With holy breath. |
| 51659 | PANDULPH. Hail, noble prince of France! |
| 51660 | The next is this: King John hath reconcil'd |
| 51661 | Himself to Rome; his spirit is come in, |
| 51662 | That so stood out against the holy Church, |
| 51663 | The great metropolis and see of Rome. |
| 51664 | Therefore thy threat'ning colours now wind up |
| 51665 | And tame the savage spirit of wild war, |
| 51666 | That, like a lion fostered up at hand, |
| 51667 | It may lie gently at the foot of peace |
| 51668 | And be no further harmful than in show. |
| 51669 | LEWIS. Your Grace shall pardon me, I will no... |
| 51670 | I am too high-born to be propertied, |
| 51671 | To be a secondary at control, |
| 51672 | Or useful serving-man and instrument |
| 51673 | To any sovereign state throughout the world. |
| 51674 | Your breath first kindled the dead coal of... |
| 51675 | Between this chastis'd kingdom and myself |
| 51676 | And brought in matter that should feed thi... |
| 51677 | And now 'tis far too huge to be blown out |
| 51678 | With that same weak wind which enkindled it. |
| 51679 | You taught me how to know the face of right, |
| 51680 | Acquainted me with interest to this land, |
| 51681 | Yea, thrust this enterprise into my heart; |
| 51682 | And come ye now to tell me John hath made |
| 51683 | His peace with Rome? What is that peace to... |
| 51684 | I, by the honour of my marriage-bed, |
| 51685 | After young Arthur, claim this land for mine; |
| 51686 | And, now it is half-conquer'd, must I back |
| 51687 | Because that John hath made his peace with... |
| 51688 | Am I Rome's slave? What penny hath Rome bo... |
| 51689 | What men provided, what munition sent, |
| 51690 | To underprop this action? Is 't not I |
| 51691 | That undergo this charge? Who else but I, |
| 51692 | And such as to my claim are liable, |
| 51693 | Sweat in this business and maintain this war? |
| 51694 | Have I not heard these islanders shout out |
| 51695 | 'Vive le roi!' as I have bank'd their towns? |
| 51696 | Have I not here the best cards for the game |
| 51697 | To will this easy match, play'd for a crown? |
| 51698 | And shall I now give o'er the yielded set? |
| 51699 | No, no, on my soul, it never shall be said. |
| 51700 | PANDULPH. You look but on the outside of thi... |
| 51701 | LEWIS. Outside or inside, I will not return |
| 51702 | Till my attempt so much be glorified |
| 51703 | As to my ample hope was promised |
| 51704 | Before I drew this gallant head of war, |
| 51705 | And cull'd these fiery spirits from the world |
| 51706 | To outlook conquest, and to will renown |
| 51707 | Even in the jaws of danger and of death. |
| 51708 | ... |
| 51709 | What lusty trumpet thus doth summon us? |
| 51710 | Enter the BASTARD, attended |
| 51711 | BASTARD. According to the fair play of the w... |
| 51712 | Let me have audience: I am sent to speak. |
| 51713 | My holy lord of Milan, from the King |
| 51714 | I come, to learn how you have dealt for him; |
| 51715 | And, as you answer, I do know the scope |
| 51716 | And warrant limited unto my tongue. |
| 51717 | PANDULPH. The Dauphin is too wilful-opposite, |
| 51718 | And will not temporize with my entreaties; |
| 51719 | He flatly says he'll not lay down his arms. |
| 51720 | BASTARD. By all the blood that ever fury bre... |
| 51721 | The youth says well. Now hear our English ... |
| 51722 | For thus his royalty doth speak in me. |
| 51723 | He is prepar'd, and reason too he should. |
| 51724 | This apish and unmannerly approach, |
| 51725 | This harness'd masque and unadvised revel |
| 51726 | This unhair'd sauciness and boyish troops, |
| 51727 | The King doth smile at; and is well prepar'd |
| 51728 | To whip this dwarfish war, these pigmy arms, |
| 51729 | From out the circle of his territories. |
| 51730 | That hand which had the strength, even at ... |
| 51731 | To cudgel you and make you take the hatch, |
| 51732 | To dive like buckets in concealed wells, |
| 51733 | To crouch in litter of your stable planks, |
| 51734 | To lie like pawns lock'd up in chests and ... |
| 51735 | To hug with swine, to seek sweet safety out |
| 51736 | In vaults and prisons, and to thrill and s... |
| 51737 | Even at the crying of your nation's crow, |
| 51738 | Thinking this voice an armed Englishman- |
| 51739 | Shall that victorious hand be feebled here |
| 51740 | That in your chambers gave you chastisemen... |
| 51741 | No. Know the gallant monarch is in arms |
| 51742 | And like an eagle o'er his aery tow'rs |
| 51743 | To souse annoyance that comes near his nest. |
| 51744 | And you degenerate, you ingrate revolts, |
| 51745 | You bloody Neroes, ripping up the womb |
| 51746 | Of your dear mother England, blush for shame; |
| 51747 | For your own ladies and pale-visag'd maids, |
| 51748 | Like Amazons, come tripping after drums, |
| 51749 | Their thimbles into armed gauntlets change, |
| 51750 | Their needles to lances, and their gentle ... |
| 51751 | To fierce and bloody inclination. |
| 51752 | LEWIS. There end thy brave, and turn thy fac... |
| 51753 | We grant thou canst outscold us. Fare thee... |
| 51754 | We hold our time too precious to be spent |
| 51755 | With such a brabbler. |
| 51756 | PANDULPH. Give me leave to speak. |
| 51757 | BASTARD. No, I will speak. |
| 51758 | LEWIS. We will attend to neither. |
| 51759 | Strike up the drums; and let the tongue of... |
| 51760 | Plead for our interest and our being here. |
| 51761 | BASTARD. Indeed, your drums, being beaten, w... |
| 51762 | And so shall you, being beaten. Do but start |
| 51763 | And echo with the clamour of thy drum, |
| 51764 | And even at hand a drum is ready brac'd |
| 51765 | That shall reverberate all as loud as thine: |
| 51766 | Sound but another, and another shall, |
| 51767 | As loud as thine, rattle the welkin's ear |
| 51768 | And mock the deep-mouth'd thunder; for at ... |
| 51769 | Not trusting to this halting legate here, |
| 51770 | Whom he hath us'd rather for sport than need- |
| 51771 | Is warlike John; and in his forehead sits |
| 51772 | A bare-ribb'd death, whose office is this day |
| 51773 | To feast upon whole thousands of the French. |
| 51774 | LEWIS. Strike up our drums to find this dang... |
| 51775 | BASTARD. And thou shalt find it, Dauphin, do... |
| 51776 | Exeunt |
| 51777 | SCENE 3. |
| 51778 | England. The field of battle |
| 51779 | Alarums. Enter KING JOHN and HUBERT |
| 51780 | KING JOHN. How goes the day with us? O, tell... |
| 51781 | HUBERT. Badly, I fear. How fares your Majesty? |
| 51782 | KING JOHN. This fever that hath troubled me ... |
| 51783 | Lies heavy on me. O, my heart is sick! |
| 51784 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 51785 | MESSENGER. My lord, your valiant kinsman, Fa... |
| 51786 | Desires your Majesty to leave the field |
| 51787 | And send him word by me which way you go. |
| 51788 | KING JOHN. Tell him, toward Swinstead, to th... |
| 51789 | MESSENGER. Be of good comfort; for the great... |
| 51790 | That was expected by the Dauphin here |
| 51791 | Are wreck'd three nights ago on Goodwin Sa... |
| 51792 | This news was brought to Richard but even ... |
| 51793 | The French fight coldly, and retire themse... |
| 51794 | KING JOHN. Ay me, this tyrant fever burns me up |
| 51795 | And will not let me welcome this good news. |
| 51796 | Set on toward Swinstead; to my litter stra... |
| 51797 | Weakness possesseth me, and I am faint. ... |
| 51798 | SCENE 4. |
| 51799 | England. Another part of the battlefield |
| 51800 | Enter SALISBURY, PEMBROKE, and BIGOT |
| 51801 | SALISBURY. I did not think the King so stor'... |
| 51802 | PEMBROKE. Up once again; put spirit in the F... |
| 51803 | If they miscarry, we miscarry too. |
| 51804 | SALISBURY. That misbegotten devil, Faulconbr... |
| 51805 | In spite of spite, alone upholds the day. |
| 51806 | PEMBROKE. They say King John, sore sick, hat... |
| 51807 | Enter MELUN, wounded |
| 51808 | MELUN. Lead me to the revolts of England here. |
| 51809 | SALISBURY. When we were happy we had other n... |
| 51810 | PEMBROKE. It is the Count Melun. |
| 51811 | SALISBURY. Wounded to death. |
| 51812 | MELUN. Fly, noble English, you are bought an... |
| 51813 | Unthread the rude eye of rebellion, |
| 51814 | And welcome home again discarded faith. |
| 51815 | Seek out King John, and fall before his feet; |
| 51816 | For if the French be lords of this loud day, |
| 51817 | He means to recompense the pains you take |
| 51818 | By cutting off your heads. Thus hath he sw... |
| 51819 | And I with him, and many moe with me, |
| 51820 | Upon the altar at Saint Edmundsbury; |
| 51821 | Even on that altar where we swore to you |
| 51822 | Dear amity and everlasting love. |
| 51823 | SALISBURY. May this be possible? May this be... |
| 51824 | MELUN. Have I not hideous death within my view, |
| 51825 | Retaining but a quantity of life, |
| 51826 | Which bleeds away even as a form of wax |
| 51827 | Resolveth from his figure 'gainst the fire? |
| 51828 | What in the world should make me now deceive, |
| 51829 | Since I must lose the use of all deceit? |
| 51830 | Why should I then be false, since it is true |
| 51831 | That I must die here, and live hence by tr... |
| 51832 | I say again, if Lewis do will the day, |
| 51833 | He is forsworn if e'er those eyes of yours |
| 51834 | Behold another day break in the east; |
| 51835 | But even this night, whose black contagiou... |
| 51836 | Already smokes about the burning crest |
| 51837 | Of the old, feeble, and day-wearied sun, |
| 51838 | Even this ill night, your breathing shall ... |
| 51839 | Paying the fine of rated treachery |
| 51840 | Even with a treacherous fine of all your l... |
| 51841 | If Lewis by your assistance win the day. |
| 51842 | Commend me to one Hubert, with your King; |
| 51843 | The love of him-and this respect besides, |
| 51844 | For that my grandsire was an Englishman- |
| 51845 | Awakes my conscience to confess all this. |
| 51846 | In lieu whereof, I pray you, bear me hence |
| 51847 | From forth the noise and rumour of the field, |
| 51848 | Where I may think the remnant of my thoughts |
| 51849 | In peace, and part this body and my soul |
| 51850 | With contemplation and devout desires. |
| 51851 | SALISBURY. We do believe thee; and beshrew m... |
| 51852 | But I do love the favour and the form |
| 51853 | Of this most fair occasion, by the which |
| 51854 | We will untread the steps of damned flight, |
| 51855 | And like a bated and retired flood, |
| 51856 | Leaving our rankness and irregular course, |
| 51857 | Stoop low within those bounds we have o'er... |
| 51858 | And calmly run on in obedience |
| 51859 | Even to our ocean, to great King John. |
| 51860 | My arm shall give thee help to bear thee h... |
| 51861 | For I do see the cruel pangs of death |
| 51862 | Right in thine eye. Away, my friends! New ... |
| 51863 | And happy newness, that intends old right. |
| 51864 | Ex... |
| 51865 | SCENE 5. |
| 51866 | England. The French camp |
| 51867 | Enter LEWIS and his train |
| 51868 | LEWIS. The sun of heaven, methought, was loa... |
| 51869 | But stay'd and made the western welkin blush, |
| 51870 | When English measure backward their own gr... |
| 51871 | In faint retire. O, bravely came we off, |
| 51872 | When with a volley of our needless shot, |
| 51873 | After such bloody toil, we bid good night; |
| 51874 | And wound our tott'ring colours clearly up, |
| 51875 | Last in the field and almost lords of it! |
| 51876 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 51877 | MESSENGER. Where is my prince, the Dauphin? |
| 51878 | LEWIS. Here; what news? |
| 51879 | MESSENGER. The Count Melun is slain; the Eng... |
| 51880 | By his persuasion are again fall'n off, |
| 51881 | And your supply, which you have wish'd so ... |
| 51882 | Are cast away and sunk on Goodwin Sands. |
| 51883 | LEWIS. Ah, foul shrewd news! Beshrew thy ver... |
| 51884 | I did not think to be so sad to-night |
| 51885 | As this hath made me. Who was he that said |
| 51886 | King John did fly an hour or two before |
| 51887 | The stumbling night did part our weary pow... |
| 51888 | MESSENGER. Whoever spoke it, it is true, my ... |
| 51889 | LEWIS. keep good quarter and good care to-ni... |
| 51890 | The day shall not be up so soon as I |
| 51891 | To try the fair adventure of to-morrow. ... |
| 51892 | SCENE 6. |
| 51893 | An open place wear Swinstead Abbey |
| 51894 | Enter the BASTARD and HUBERT, severally |
| 51895 | HUBERT. Who's there? Speak, ho! speak quickl... |
| 51896 | BASTARD. A friend. What art thou? |
| 51897 | HUBERT. Of the part of England. |
| 51898 | BASTARD. Whither dost thou go? |
| 51899 | HUBERT. What's that to thee? Why may I not d... |
| 51900 | Of thine affairs as well as thou of mine? |
| 51901 | BASTARD. Hubert, I think. |
| 51902 | HUBERT. Thou hast a perfect thought. |
| 51903 | I will upon all hazards well believe |
| 51904 | Thou art my friend that know'st my tongue ... |
| 51905 | Who art thou? |
| 51906 | BASTARD. Who thou wilt. And if thou please, |
| 51907 | Thou mayst befriend me so much as to think |
| 51908 | I come one way of the Plantagenets. |
| 51909 | HUBERT. Unkind remembrance! thou and eyeless... |
| 51910 | Have done me shame. Brave soldier, pardon ... |
| 51911 | That any accent breaking from thy tongue |
| 51912 | Should scape the true acquaintance of mine... |
| 51913 | BASTARD. Come, come; sans compliment, what n... |
| 51914 | HUBERT. Why, here walk I in the black brow o... |
| 51915 | To find you out. |
| 51916 | BASTARD. Brief, then; and what's the news? |
| 51917 | HUBERT. O, my sweet sir, news fitting to the... |
| 51918 | Black, fearful, comfortless, and horrible. |
| 51919 | BASTARD. Show me the very wound of this ill ... |
| 51920 | I am no woman, I'll not swoon at it. |
| 51921 | HUBERT. The King, I fear, is poison'd by a m... |
| 51922 | I left him almost speechless and broke out |
| 51923 | To acquaint you with this evil, that you m... |
| 51924 | The better arm you to the sudden time |
| 51925 | Than if you had at leisure known of this. |
| 51926 | BASTARD. How did he take it; who did taste t... |
| 51927 | HUBERT. A monk, I tell you; a resolved villain, |
| 51928 | Whose bowels suddenly burst out. The King |
| 51929 | Yet speaks, and peradventure may recover. |
| 51930 | BASTARD. Who didst thou leave to tend his Ma... |
| 51931 | HUBERT. Why, know you not? The lords are all... |
| 51932 | And brought Prince Henry in their company; |
| 51933 | At whose request the King hath pardon'd them, |
| 51934 | And they are all about his Majesty. |
| 51935 | BASTARD. Withhold thine indignation, mighty ... |
| 51936 | And tempt us not to bear above our power! |
| 51937 | I'll tell thee, Hubert, half my power this... |
| 51938 | Passing these flats, are taken by the tide- |
| 51939 | These Lincoln Washes have devoured them; |
| 51940 | Myself, well-mounted, hardly have escap'd. |
| 51941 | Away, before! conduct me to the King; |
| 51942 | I doubt he will be dead or ere I come. ... |
| 51943 | SCENE 7. |
| 51944 | The orchard at Swinstead Abbey |
| 51945 | Enter PRINCE HENRY, SALISBURY, and BIGOT |
| 51946 | PRINCE HENRY. It is too late; the life of al... |
| 51947 | Is touch'd corruptibly, and his pure brain. |
| 51948 | Which some suppose the soul's frail dwelli... |
| 51949 | Doth by the idle comments that it makes |
| 51950 | Foretell the ending of mortality. |
| 51951 | Enter PEMBROKE |
| 51952 | PEMBROKE. His Highness yet doth speak, and h... |
| 51953 | That, being brought into the open air, |
| 51954 | It would allay the burning quality |
| 51955 | Of that fell poison which assaileth him. |
| 51956 | PRINCE HENRY. Let him be brought into the or... |
| 51957 | Doth he still rage? ... |
| 51958 | PEMBROKE. He is more patient |
| 51959 | Than when you left him; even now he sung. |
| 51960 | PRINCE HENRY. O vanity of sickness! Fierce e... |
| 51961 | In their continuance will not feel themsel... |
| 51962 | Death, having prey'd upon the outward parts, |
| 51963 | Leaves them invisible, and his siege is now |
| 51964 | Against the mind, the which he pricks and ... |
| 51965 | With many legions of strange fantasies, |
| 51966 | Which, in their throng and press to that l... |
| 51967 | Confound themselves. 'Tis strange that dea... |
| 51968 | I am the cygnet to this pale faint swan |
| 51969 | Who chants a doleful hymn to his own death, |
| 51970 | And from the organ-pipe of frailty sings |
| 51971 | His soul and body to their lasting rest. |
| 51972 | SALISBURY. Be of good comfort, Prince; for y... |
| 51973 | To set a form upon that indigest |
| 51974 | Which he hath left so shapeless and so rude. |
| 51975 | Re-enter BIGOT and attendants, who brin... |
| 51976 | KING JOHN in a chair |
| 51977 | KING JOHN. Ay, marry, now my soul hath elbow... |
| 51978 | It would not out at windows nor at doors. |
| 51979 | There is so hot a summer in my bosom |
| 51980 | That all my bowels crumble up to dust. |
| 51981 | I am a scribbled form drawn with a pen |
| 51982 | Upon a parchment, and against this fire |
| 51983 | Do I shrink up. |
| 51984 | PRINCE HENRY. How fares your Majesty? |
| 51985 | KING JOHN. Poison'd-ill-fare! Dead, forsook,... |
| 51986 | And none of you will bid the winter come |
| 51987 | To thrust his icy fingers in my maw, |
| 51988 | Nor let my kingdom's rivers take their course |
| 51989 | Through my burn'd bosom, nor entreat the n... |
| 51990 | To make his bleak winds kiss my parched lips |
| 51991 | And comfort me with cold. I do not ask you... |
| 51992 | I beg cold comfort; and you are so strait |
| 51993 | And so ingrateful you deny me that. |
| 51994 | PRINCE HENRY. O that there were some virtue ... |
| 51995 | That might relieve you! |
| 51996 | KING JOHN. The salt in them is hot. |
| 51997 | Within me is a hell; and there the poison |
| 51998 | Is as a fiend confin'd to tyrannize |
| 51999 | On unreprievable condemned blood. |
| 52000 | Enter the BASTARD |
| 52001 | BASTARD. O, I am scalded with my violent motion |
| 52002 | And spleen of speed to see your Majesty! |
| 52003 | KING JOHN. O cousin, thou art come to set mi... |
| 52004 | The tackle of my heart is crack'd and burnt, |
| 52005 | And all the shrouds wherewith my life shou... |
| 52006 | Are turned to one thread, one little hair; |
| 52007 | My heart hath one poor string to stay it by, |
| 52008 | Which holds but till thy news be uttered; |
| 52009 | And then all this thou seest is but a clod |
| 52010 | And module of confounded royalty. |
| 52011 | BASTARD. The Dauphin is preparing hitherward, |
| 52012 | Where God He knows how we shall answer him; |
| 52013 | For in a night the best part of my pow'r, |
| 52014 | As I upon advantage did remove, |
| 52015 | Were in the Washes all unwarily |
| 52016 | Devoured by the unexpected flood. ... |
| 52017 | SALISBURY. You breathe these dead news in as... |
| 52018 | My liege! my lord! But now a king-now thus. |
| 52019 | PRINCE HENRY. Even so must I run on, and eve... |
| 52020 | What surety of the world, what hope, what ... |
| 52021 | When this was now a king, and now is clay? |
| 52022 | BASTARD. Art thou gone so? I do but stay behind |
| 52023 | To do the office for thee of revenge, |
| 52024 | And then my soul shall wait on thee to hea... |
| 52025 | As it on earth hath been thy servant still. |
| 52026 | Now, now, you stars that move in your righ... |
| 52027 | Where be your pow'rs? Show now your mended... |
| 52028 | And instantly return with me again |
| 52029 | To push destruction and perpetual shame |
| 52030 | Out of the weak door of our fainting land. |
| 52031 | Straight let us seek, or straight we shall... |
| 52032 | The Dauphin rages at our very heels. |
| 52033 | SALISBURY. It seems you know not, then, so m... |
| 52034 | The Cardinal Pandulph is within at rest, |
| 52035 | Who half an hour since came from the Dauph... |
| 52036 | And brings from him such offers of our peace |
| 52037 | As we with honour and respect may take, |
| 52038 | With purpose presently to leave this war. |
| 52039 | BASTARD. He will the rather do it when he sees |
| 52040 | Ourselves well sinewed to our defence. |
| 52041 | SALISBURY. Nay, 'tis in a manner done already; |
| 52042 | For many carriages he hath dispatch'd |
| 52043 | To the sea-side, and put his cause and qua... |
| 52044 | To the disposing of the Cardinal; |
| 52045 | With whom yourself, myself, and other lords, |
| 52046 | If you think meet, this afternoon will post |
| 52047 | To consummate this business happily. |
| 52048 | BASTARD. Let it be so. And you, my noble Pri... |
| 52049 | With other princes that may best be spar'd, |
| 52050 | Shall wait upon your father's funeral. |
| 52051 | PRINCE HENRY. At Worcester must his body be ... |
| 52052 | For so he will'd it. |
| 52053 | BASTARD. Thither shall it, then; |
| 52054 | And happily may your sweet self put on |
| 52055 | The lineal state and glory of the land! |
| 52056 | To whom, with all submission, on my knee |
| 52057 | I do bequeath my faithful services |
| 52058 | And true subjection everlastingly. |
| 52059 | SALISBURY. And the like tender of our love w... |
| 52060 | To rest without a spot for evermore. |
| 52061 | PRINCE HENRY. I have a kind soul that would ... |
| 52062 | And knows not how to do it but with tears. |
| 52063 | BASTARD. O, let us pay the time but needful ... |
| 52064 | Since it hath been beforehand with our gri... |
| 52065 | This England never did, nor never shall, |
| 52066 | Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, |
| 52067 | But when it first did help to wound itself. |
| 52068 | Now these her princes are come home again, |
| 52069 | Come the three corners of the world in arms, |
| 52070 | And we shall shock them. Nought shall make... |
| 52071 | If England to itself do rest but true. ... |
| 52072 | THE END |
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| 52082 | THE TRAGEDY OF JULIUS CAESAR |
| 52083 | by William Shakespeare |
| 52084 | Dramatis Personae |
| 52085 | JULIUS CAESAR, Roman statesman and general |
| 52086 | OCTAVIUS, Triumvir after Caesar's death, lat... |
| 52087 | first emperor of Rome |
| 52088 | MARK ANTONY, general and friend of Caesar, a... |
| 52089 | LEPIDUS, third member of the Triumvirate |
| 52090 | MARCUS BRUTUS, leader of the conspiracy agai... |
| 52091 | CASSIUS, instigator of the conspiracy |
| 52092 | CASCA, conspirator against Caesar |
| 52093 | TREBONIUS, " " " |
| 52094 | CAIUS LIGARIUS, " " " |
| 52095 | DECIUS BRUTUS, " " " |
| 52096 | METELLUS CIMBER, " " " |
| 52097 | CINNA, " " " |
| 52098 | CALPURNIA, wife of Caesar |
| 52099 | PORTIA, wife of Brutus |
| 52100 | CICERO, senator |
| 52101 | POPILIUS, " |
| 52102 | POPILIUS LENA, " |
| 52103 | FLAVIUS, tribune |
| 52104 | MARULLUS, tribune |
| 52105 | CATO, supportor of Brutus |
| 52106 | LUCILIUS, " " " |
| 52107 | TITINIUS, " " " |
| 52108 | MESSALA, " " " |
| 52109 | VOLUMNIUS, " " " |
| 52110 | ARTEMIDORUS, a teacher of rhetoric |
| 52111 | CINNA, a poet |
| 52112 | VARRO, servant to Brutus |
| 52113 | CLITUS, " " " |
| 52114 | CLAUDIO, " " " |
| 52115 | STRATO, " " " |
| 52116 | LUCIUS, " " " |
| 52117 | DARDANIUS, " " " |
| 52118 | PINDARUS, servant to Cassius |
| 52119 | The Ghost of Caesar |
| 52120 | A Soothsayer |
| 52121 | A Poet |
| 52122 | Senators, Citizens, Soldiers, Commoners, Mes... |
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| 52131 | SCENE: Rome, the conspirators' camp near Sardi... |
| 52132 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 52133 | Rome. A street. |
| 52134 | Enter Flavius, Marullus, and certain Commoners. |
| 52135 | FLAVIUS. Hence, home, you idle creatures, ge... |
| 52136 | Is this a holiday? What, know you not, |
| 52137 | Being mechanical, you ought not walk |
| 52138 | Upon a laboring day without the sign |
| 52139 | Of your profession? Speak, what trade art ... |
| 52140 | FIRST COMMONER. Why, sir, a carpenter. |
| 52141 | MARULLUS. Where is thy leather apron and thy... |
| 52142 | What dost thou with thy best apparel on? |
| 52143 | You, sir, what trade are you? |
| 52144 | SECOND COMMONER. Truly, sir, in respect of a... |
| 52145 | but, as you would say, a cobbler. |
| 52146 | MARULLUS. But what trade art thou? Answer me... |
| 52147 | SECOND COMMONER. A trade, sir, that, I hope,... |
| 52148 | conscience, which is indeed, sir, a mender... |
| 52149 | MARULLUS. What trade, thou knave? Thou naugh... |
| 52150 | SECOND COMMONER. Nay, I beseech you, sir, be... |
| 52151 | if you be out, sir, I can mend you. |
| 52152 | MARULLUS. What mean'st thou by that? Mend me... |
| 52153 | SECOND COMMONER. Why, sir, cobble you. |
| 52154 | FLAVIUS. Thou art a cobbler, art thou? |
| 52155 | SECOND COMMONER. Truly, Sir, all that I live... |
| 52156 | meddle with no tradesman's matters, nor wo... |
| 52157 | awl. I am indeed, sir, a surgeon to old sh... |
| 52158 | great danger, I recover them. As proper me... |
| 52159 | neat's leather have gone upon my handiwork. |
| 52160 | FLAVIUS. But wherefore art not in thy shop t... |
| 52161 | Why dost thou lead these men about the str... |
| 52162 | SECOND COMMONER. Truly, sir, to wear out the... |
| 52163 | into more work. But indeed, sir, we make h... |
| 52164 | and to rejoice in his triumph. |
| 52165 | MARULLUS. Wherefore rejoice? What conquest b... |
| 52166 | What tributaries follow him to Rome |
| 52167 | To grace in captive bonds his chariot wheels? |
| 52168 | You blocks, you stones, you worse than sen... |
| 52169 | O you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, |
| 52170 | Knew you not Pompey? Many a time and oft |
| 52171 | Have you climb'd up to walls and battlemen... |
| 52172 | To towers and windows, yea, to chimney tops, |
| 52173 | Your infants in your arms, and there have sat |
| 52174 | The livelong day with patient expectation |
| 52175 | To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome. |
| 52176 | And when you saw his chariot but appear, |
| 52177 | Have you not made an universal shout |
| 52178 | That Tiber trembled underneath her banks |
| 52179 | To hear the replication of your sounds |
| 52180 | Made in her concave shores? |
| 52181 | And do you now put on your best attire? |
| 52182 | And do you now cull out a holiday? |
| 52183 | And do you now strew flowers in his way |
| 52184 | That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood? |
| 52185 | Be gone! |
| 52186 | Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, |
| 52187 | Pray to the gods to intermit the plague |
| 52188 | That needs must light on this ingratitude. |
| 52189 | FLAVIUS. Go, go, good countrymen, and, for t... |
| 52190 | Assemble all the poor men of your sort, |
| 52191 | Draw them to Tiber banks, and weep your te... |
| 52192 | Into the channel, till the lowest stream |
| 52193 | Do kiss the most exalted shores of all. |
| 52194 | Exe... |
| 52195 | See whether their basest metal be not moved; |
| 52196 | They vanish tongue-tied in their guiltiness. |
| 52197 | Go you down that way towards the Capitol; |
| 52198 | This way will I. Disrobe the images |
| 52199 | If you do find them deck'd with ceremonies. |
| 52200 | MARULLUS. May we do so? |
| 52201 | You know it is the feast of Lupercal. |
| 52202 | FLAVIUS. It is no matter; let no images |
| 52203 | Be hung with Caesar's trophies. I'll about |
| 52204 | And drive away the vulgar from the streets; |
| 52205 | So do you too, where you perceive them thick. |
| 52206 | These growing feathers pluck'd from Caesar... |
| 52207 | Will make him fly an ordinary pitch, |
| 52208 | Who else would soar above the view of men |
| 52209 | And keep us all in servile fearfulness. ... |
| 52210 | SCENE II. |
| 52211 | A public place. |
| 52212 | Flourish. Enter Caesar; Antony, for the course... |
| 52213 | Decius, Cicero, Brutus, Cassius, and Casca; a ... |
| 52214 | among them a Soothsayer. |
| 52215 | CAESAR. Calpurnia! |
| 52216 | CASCA. Peace, ho! Caesar speaks. |
| 52217 | ... |
| 52218 | CAESAR. Calpurnia! |
| 52219 | CALPURNIA. Here, my lord. |
| 52220 | CAESAR. Stand you directly in Antonio's way, |
| 52221 | When he doth run his course. Antonio! |
| 52222 | ANTONY. Caesar, my lord? |
| 52223 | CAESAR. Forget not in your speed, Antonio, |
| 52224 | To touch Calpurnia, for our elders say |
| 52225 | The barren, touched in this holy chase, |
| 52226 | Shake off their sterile curse. |
| 52227 | ANTONY. I shall remember. |
| 52228 | When Caesar says "Do this," it is perform'd. |
| 52229 | CAESAR. Set on, and leave no ceremony out. ... |
| 52230 | SOOTHSAYER. Caesar! |
| 52231 | CAESAR. Ha! Who calls? |
| 52232 | CASCA. Bid every noise be still. Peace yet a... |
| 52233 | CAESAR. Who is it in the press that calls on... |
| 52234 | I hear a tongue, shriller than all the music, |
| 52235 | Cry "Caesar." Speak, Caesar is turn'd to h... |
| 52236 | SOOTHSAYER. Beware the ides of March. |
| 52237 | CAESAR. What man is that? |
| 52238 | BRUTUS. A soothsayer you beware the ides of ... |
| 52239 | CAESAR. Set him before me let me see his face. |
| 52240 | CASSIUS. Fellow, come from the throng; look ... |
| 52241 | CAESAR. What say'st thou to me now? Speak on... |
| 52242 | SOOTHSAYER. Beware the ides of March. |
| 52243 | CAESAR. He is a dreamer; let us leave him. P... |
| 52244 | Sennet. Exeunt all but B... |
| 52245 | CASSIUS. Will you go see the order of the co... |
| 52246 | BRUTUS. Not I. |
| 52247 | CASSIUS. I pray you, do. |
| 52248 | BRUTUS. I am not gamesome; I do lack some part |
| 52249 | Of that quick spirit that is in Antony. |
| 52250 | Let me not hinder, Cassius, your desires; |
| 52251 | I'll leave you. |
| 52252 | CASSIUS. Brutus, I do observe you now of late; |
| 52253 | I have not from your eyes that gentleness |
| 52254 | And show of love as I was wont to have; |
| 52255 | You bear too stubborn and too strange a hand |
| 52256 | Over your friend that loves you. |
| 52257 | BRUTUS. Cassius, |
| 52258 | Be not deceived; if I have veil'd my look, |
| 52259 | I turn the trouble of my countenance |
| 52260 | Merely upon myself. Vexed I am |
| 52261 | Of late with passions of some difference, |
| 52262 | Conceptions only proper to myself, |
| 52263 | Which give some soil perhaps to my behaviors; |
| 52264 | But let not therefore my good friends be g... |
| 52265 | Among which number, Cassius, be you one- |
| 52266 | Nor construe any further my neglect |
| 52267 | Than that poor Brutus with himself at war |
| 52268 | Forgets the shows of love to other men. |
| 52269 | CASSIUS. Then, Brutus, I have much mistook y... |
| 52270 | By means whereof this breast of mine hath ... |
| 52271 | Thoughts of great value, worthy cogitations. |
| 52272 | Tell me, good Brutus, can you see your face? |
| 52273 | BRUTUS. No, Cassius, for the eye sees not it... |
| 52274 | But by reflection, by some other things. |
| 52275 | CASSIUS. 'Tis just, |
| 52276 | And it is very much lamented, Brutus, |
| 52277 | That you have no such mirrors as will turn |
| 52278 | Your hidden worthiness into your eye |
| 52279 | That you might see your shadow. I have heard |
| 52280 | Where many of the best respect in Rome, |
| 52281 | Except immortal Caesar, speaking of Brutus |
| 52282 | And groaning underneath this age's yoke, |
| 52283 | Have wish'd that noble Brutus had his eyes. |
| 52284 | BRUTUS. Into what dangers would you lead me,... |
| 52285 | That you would have me seek into myself |
| 52286 | For that which is not in me? |
| 52287 | CASSIUS. Therefore, good Brutus, be prepared... |
| 52288 | And since you know you cannot see yourself |
| 52289 | So well as by reflection, I your glass |
| 52290 | Will modestly discover to yourself |
| 52291 | That of yourself which you yet know not of. |
| 52292 | And be not jealous on me, gentle Brutus; |
| 52293 | Were I a common laugher, or did use |
| 52294 | To stale with ordinary oaths my love |
| 52295 | To every new protester, if you know |
| 52296 | That I do fawn on men and hug them hard |
| 52297 | And after scandal them, or if you know |
| 52298 | That I profess myself in banqueting |
| 52299 | To all the rout, then hold me dangerous. |
| 52300 | F... |
| 52301 | BRUTUS. What means this shouting? I do fear ... |
| 52302 | Choose Caesar for their king. |
| 52303 | CASSIUS. Ay, do you fear it? |
| 52304 | Then must I think you would not have it so. |
| 52305 | BRUTUS. I would not, Cassius, yet I love him... |
| 52306 | But wherefore do you hold me here so long? |
| 52307 | What is it that you would impart to me? |
| 52308 | If it be aught toward the general good, |
| 52309 | Set honor in one eye and death i' the other |
| 52310 | And I will look on both indifferently. |
| 52311 | For let the gods so speed me as I love |
| 52312 | The name of honor more than I fear death. |
| 52313 | CASSIUS. I know that virtue to be in you, Br... |
| 52314 | As well as I do know your outward favor. |
| 52315 | Well, honor is the subject of my story. |
| 52316 | I cannot tell what you and other men |
| 52317 | Think of this life, but, for my single self, |
| 52318 | I had as lief not be as live to be |
| 52319 | In awe of such a thing as I myself. |
| 52320 | I was born free as Caesar, so were you; |
| 52321 | We both have fed as well, and we can both |
| 52322 | Endure the winter's cold as well as he. |
| 52323 | For once, upon a raw and gusty day, |
| 52324 | The troubled Tiber chafing with her shores, |
| 52325 | Caesar said to me, "Darest thou, Cassius, now |
| 52326 | Leap in with me into this angry flood |
| 52327 | And swim to yonder point?" Upon the word, |
| 52328 | Accoutred as I was, I plunged in |
| 52329 | And bade him follow. So indeed he did. |
| 52330 | The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it |
| 52331 | With lusty sinews, throwing it aside |
| 52332 | And stemming it with hearts of controversy. |
| 52333 | But ere we could arrive the point proposed, |
| 52334 | Caesar cried, "Help me, Cassius, or I sink! |
| 52335 | I, as Aeneas our great ancestor |
| 52336 | Did from the flames of Troy upon his shoulder |
| 52337 | The old Anchises bear, so from the waves o... |
| 52338 | Did I the tired Caesar. And this man |
| 52339 | Is now become a god, and Cassius is |
| 52340 | A wretched creature and must bend his body |
| 52341 | If Caesar carelessly but nod on him. |
| 52342 | He had a fever when he was in Spain, |
| 52343 | And when the fit was on him I did mark |
| 52344 | How he did shake. 'Tis true, this god did ... |
| 52345 | His coward lips did from their color fly, |
| 52346 | And that same eye whose bend doth awe the ... |
| 52347 | Did lose his luster. I did hear him groan. |
| 52348 | Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the R... |
| 52349 | Mark him and write his speeches in their b... |
| 52350 | Alas, it cried, "Give me some drink, Titin... |
| 52351 | As a sick girl. Ye gods! It doth amaze me |
| 52352 | A man of such a feeble temper should |
| 52353 | So get the start of the majestic world |
| 52354 | And bear the palm alone. Shout. ... |
| 52355 | BRUTUS. Another general shout! |
| 52356 | I do believe that these applauses are |
| 52357 | For some new honors that are heap'd on Cae... |
| 52358 | CASSIUS. Why, man, he doth bestride the narr... |
| 52359 | Like a Colossus, and we petty men |
| 52360 | Walk under his huge legs and peep about |
| 52361 | To find ourselves dishonorable graves. |
| 52362 | Men at some time are masters of their fates: |
| 52363 | The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, |
| 52364 | But in ourselves that we are underlings. |
| 52365 | Brutus and Caesar: what should be in that ... |
| 52366 | Why should that name be sounded more than ... |
| 52367 | Write them together, yours is as fair a name; |
| 52368 | Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; |
| 52369 | Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with '... |
| 52370 | "Brutus" will start a spirit as soon as "C... |
| 52371 | Now, in the names of all the gods at once, |
| 52372 | Upon what meat doth this our Caesar feed |
| 52373 | That he is grown so great? Age, thou art s... |
| 52374 | Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bl... |
| 52375 | When went there by an age since the great ... |
| 52376 | But it was famed with more than with one man? |
| 52377 | When could they say till now that talk'd o... |
| 52378 | That her wide walls encompass'd but one man? |
| 52379 | Now is it Rome indeed, and room enough, |
| 52380 | When there is in it but one only man. |
| 52381 | O, you and I have heard our fathers say |
| 52382 | There was a Brutus once that would have br... |
| 52383 | The eternal devil to keep his state in Rome |
| 52384 | As easily as a king. |
| 52385 | BRUTUS. That you do love me, I am nothing je... |
| 52386 | What you would work me to, I have some aim. |
| 52387 | How I have thought of this and of these ti... |
| 52388 | I shall recount hereafter; for this present, |
| 52389 | I would not, so with love I might entreat ... |
| 52390 | Be any further moved. What you have said |
| 52391 | I will consider; what you have to say |
| 52392 | I will with patience hear, and find a time |
| 52393 | Both meet to hear and answer such high thi... |
| 52394 | Till then, my noble friend, chew upon this: |
| 52395 | Brutus had rather be a villager |
| 52396 | Than to repute himself a son of Rome |
| 52397 | Under these hard conditions as this time |
| 52398 | Is like to lay upon us. |
| 52399 | CASSIUS. I am glad that my weak words |
| 52400 | Have struck but thus much show of fire fro... |
| 52401 | Re-enter Caesar and his Train. |
| 52402 | BRUTUS. The games are done, and Caesar is re... |
| 52403 | CASSIUS. As they pass by, pluck Casca by the... |
| 52404 | And he will, after his sour fashion, tell you |
| 52405 | What hath proceeded worthy note today. |
| 52406 | BRUTUS. I will do so. But, look you, Cassius, |
| 52407 | The angry spot doth glow on Caesar's brow, |
| 52408 | And all the rest look like a chidden train: |
| 52409 | Calpurnia's cheek is pale, and Cicero |
| 52410 | Looks with such ferret and such fiery eyes |
| 52411 | As we have seen him in the Capitol, |
| 52412 | Being cross'd in conference by some senators. |
| 52413 | CASSIUS. Casca will tell us what the matter is. |
| 52414 | CAESAR. Antonio! |
| 52415 | ANTONY. Caesar? |
| 52416 | CAESAR. Let me have men about me that are fat, |
| 52417 | Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nig... |
| 52418 | Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look; |
| 52419 | He thinks too much; such men are dangerous. |
| 52420 | ANTONY. Fear him not, Caesar; he's not dange... |
| 52421 | He is a noble Roman and well given. |
| 52422 | CAESAR. Would he were fatter! But I fear him... |
| 52423 | Yet if my name were liable to fear, |
| 52424 | I do not know the man I should avoid |
| 52425 | So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much, |
| 52426 | He is a great observer, and he looks |
| 52427 | Quite through the deeds of men. He loves n... |
| 52428 | As thou dost, Antony; he hears no music; |
| 52429 | Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort |
| 52430 | As if he mock'd himself and scorn'd his sp... |
| 52431 | That could be moved to smile at anything. |
| 52432 | Such men as he be never at heart's ease |
| 52433 | Whiles they behold a greater than themselves, |
| 52434 | And therefore are they very dangerous. |
| 52435 | I rather tell thee what is to be fear'd |
| 52436 | Than what I fear, for always I am Caesar. |
| 52437 | Come on my right hand, for this ear is deaf, |
| 52438 | And tell me truly what thou think'st of him. |
| 52439 | Sennet. Exeunt Caesar and all hi... |
| 52440 | CASCA. You pull'd me by the cloak; would you... |
| 52441 | BRUTUS. Ay, Casca, tell us what hath chanced... |
| 52442 | That Caesar looks so sad. |
| 52443 | CASCA. Why, you were with him, were you not? |
| 52444 | BRUTUS. I should not then ask Casca what had... |
| 52445 | CASCA. Why, there was a crown offered him, a... |
| 52446 | he put it by with the back of his hand, t... |
| 52447 | people fell ashouting. |
| 52448 | BRUTUS. What was the second noise for? |
| 52449 | CASCA. Why, for that too. |
| 52450 | CASSIUS. They shouted thrice. What was the l... |
| 52451 | CASCA. Why, for that too. |
| 52452 | BRUTUS. Was the crown offered him thrice? |
| 52453 | CASCA. Ay, marry, wast, and he put it by thr... |
| 52454 | than other, and at every putting by mine h... |
| 52455 | shouted. |
| 52456 | CASSIUS. Who offered him the crown? |
| 52457 | CASCA. Why, Antony. |
| 52458 | BRUTUS. Tell us the manner of it, gentle Casca. |
| 52459 | CASCA. I can as well be hang'd as tell the m... |
| 52460 | mere foolery; I did not mark it. I saw Mar... |
| 52461 | crown (yet 'twas not a crown neither, 'twa... |
| 52462 | coronets) and, as I told you, he put it by... |
| 52463 | that, to my thinking, he would fain have h... |
| 52464 | it to him again; then he put it by again. ... |
| 52465 | was very loath to lay his fingers off it. ... |
| 52466 | the third time; he put it the third time b... |
| 52467 | refused it, the rabblement hooted and clap... |
| 52468 | and threw up their sweaty nightcaps and ut... |
| 52469 | stinking breath because Caesar refused the... |
| 52470 | almost choked Caesar, for he swounded and ... |
| 52471 | for mine own part, I durst not laugh for f... |
| 52472 | and receiving the bad air. |
| 52473 | CASSIUS. But, soft, I pray you, what, did Ca... |
| 52474 | CASCA. He fell down in the marketplace and f... |
| 52475 | speechless. |
| 52476 | BRUTUS. 'Tis very like. He hath the falling ... |
| 52477 | CASSIUS. No, Caesar hath it not, but you, an... |
| 52478 | And honest Casca, we have the falling sick... |
| 52479 | CASCA. I know not what you mean by that, but... |
| 52480 | down. If the tagrag people did not clap hi... |
| 52481 | according as he pleased and displeased the... |
| 52482 | the players in the theatre, I am no true man. |
| 52483 | BRUTUS. What said he when he came unto himself? |
| 52484 | CASCA. Marry, before he fell down, when he p... |
| 52485 | herd was glad he refused the crown, he plu... |
| 52486 | and offered them his throat to cut. An had... |
| 52487 | occupation, if I would not have taken him ... |
| 52488 | might go to hell among the rogues. And so ... |
| 52489 | to himself again, he said, if he had done ... |
| 52490 | he desired their worships to think it was ... |
| 52491 | four wenches where I stood cried, "Alas, g... |
| 52492 | him with all their hearts. But there's no ... |
| 52493 | them; if Caesar had stabbed their mothers,... |
| 52494 | no less. |
| 52495 | BRUTUS. And after that he came, thus sad, away? |
| 52496 | CASCA. Ay. |
| 52497 | CASSIUS. Did Cicero say anything? |
| 52498 | CASCA. Ay, he spoke Greek. |
| 52499 | CASSIUS. To what effect? |
| 52500 | CASCA. Nay, an I tell you that, I'll ne'er l... |
| 52501 | again; but those that understood him smile... |
| 52502 | shook their heads; but for mine own part, ... |
| 52503 | could tell you more news too: Marullus and... |
| 52504 | scarfs off Caesar's images, are put to sil... |
| 52505 | There was more foolery yet, if could remem... |
| 52506 | CASSIUS. Will you sup with me tonight, Casca? |
| 52507 | CASCA. No, I am promised forth. |
| 52508 | CASSIUS. Will you dine with me tomorrow? |
| 52509 | CASCA. Ay, if I be alive, and your mind hold... |
| 52510 | the eating. |
| 52511 | CASSIUS. Good, I will expect you. |
| 52512 | CASCA. Do so, farewell, both. ... |
| 52513 | BRUTUS. What a blunt fellow is this grown to... |
| 52514 | He was quick mettle when he went to school. |
| 52515 | CASSIUS. So is he now in execution |
| 52516 | Of any bold or noble enterprise, |
| 52517 | However he puts on this tardy form. |
| 52518 | This rudeness is a sauce to his good wit, |
| 52519 | Which gives men stomach to digest his words |
| 52520 | With better appetite. |
| 52521 | BRUTUS. And so it is. For this time I will l... |
| 52522 | Tomorrow, if you please to speak with me, |
| 52523 | I will come home to you, or, if you will, |
| 52524 | Come home to me and I will wait for you. |
| 52525 | CASSIUS. I will do so. Till then, think of t... |
| 52526 | ... |
| 52527 | Well, Brutus, thou art noble; yet, I see |
| 52528 | Thy honorable mettle may be wrought |
| 52529 | From that it is disposed; therefore it is ... |
| 52530 | That noble minds keep ever with their likes; |
| 52531 | For who so firm that cannot be seduced? |
| 52532 | Caesar doth bear me hard, but he loves Bru... |
| 52533 | If I were Brutus now and he were Cassius, |
| 52534 | He should not humor me. I will this night, |
| 52535 | In several hands, in at his windows throw, |
| 52536 | As if they came from several citizens, |
| 52537 | Writings, all tending to the great opinion |
| 52538 | That Rome holds of his name, wherein obscu... |
| 52539 | Caesar's ambition shall be glanced at. |
| 52540 | And after this let Caesar seat him sure; |
| 52541 | For we will shake him, or worse days endur... |
| 52542 | SCENE III. |
| 52543 | A street. Thunder and lightning. |
| 52544 | Enter, from opposite sides, Casca, with his sw... |
| 52545 | CICERO. Good even, Casca. Brought you Caesar... |
| 52546 | Why are you breathless, and why stare you so? |
| 52547 | CASCA. Are not you moved, when all the sway ... |
| 52548 | Shakes like a thing unfirm? O Cicero, |
| 52549 | I have seen tempests when the scolding winds |
| 52550 | Have rived the knotty oaks, and I have seen |
| 52551 | The ambitious ocean swell and rage and foam |
| 52552 | To be exalted with the threatening clouds, |
| 52553 | But never till tonight, never till now, |
| 52554 | Did I go through a tempest dropping fire. |
| 52555 | Either there is a civil strife in heaven, |
| 52556 | Or else the world too saucy with the gods |
| 52557 | Incenses them to send destruction. |
| 52558 | CICERO. Why, saw you anything more wonderful? |
| 52559 | CASCA. A common slave- you know him well by ... |
| 52560 | Held up his left hand, which did flame and... |
| 52561 | Like twenty torches join'd, and yet his hand |
| 52562 | Not sensible of fire remain'd unscorch'd. |
| 52563 | Besides- I ha' not since put up my sword- |
| 52564 | Against the Capitol I met a lion, |
| 52565 | Who glaz'd upon me and went surly by |
| 52566 | Without annoying me. And there were drawn |
| 52567 | Upon a heap a hundred ghastly women |
| 52568 | Transformed with their fear, who swore the... |
| 52569 | Men all in fire walk up and down the streets. |
| 52570 | And yesterday the bird of night did sit |
| 52571 | Even at noonday upon the marketplace, |
| 52572 | Howling and shrieking. When these prodigies |
| 52573 | Do so conjointly meet, let not men say |
| 52574 | "These are their reasons; they are natural": |
| 52575 | For I believe they are portentous things |
| 52576 | Unto the climate that they point upon. |
| 52577 | CICERO. Indeed, it is a strange-disposed time. |
| 52578 | But men may construe things after their fa... |
| 52579 | Clean from the purpose of the things thems... |
| 52580 | Comes Caesar to the Capitol tomorrow? |
| 52581 | CASCA. He doth, for he did bid Antonio |
| 52582 | Send word to you he would be there tomorrow. |
| 52583 | CICERO. Good then, Casca. This disturbed sky |
| 52584 | Is not to walk in. |
| 52585 | CASCA. Farewell, Cicero. ... |
| 52586 | Enter Cassius. |
| 52587 | CASSIUS. Who's there? |
| 52588 | CASCA. A Roman. |
| 52589 | CASSIUS. Casca, by your voice. |
| 52590 | CASCA. Your ear is good. Cassius, what night... |
| 52591 | CASSIUS. A very pleasing night to honest men. |
| 52592 | CASCA. Who ever knew the heavens menace so? |
| 52593 | CASSIUS. Those that have known the earth so ... |
| 52594 | For my part, I have walk'd about the streets, |
| 52595 | Submitting me unto the perilous night, |
| 52596 | And thus unbraced, Casca, as you see, |
| 52597 | Have bared my bosom to the thunderstone; |
| 52598 | And when the cross blue lightning seem'd t... |
| 52599 | The breast of heaven, I did present myself |
| 52600 | Even in the aim and very flash of it. |
| 52601 | CASCA. But wherefore did you so much tempt t... |
| 52602 | It is the part of men to fear and tremble |
| 52603 | When the most mighty gods by tokens send |
| 52604 | Such dreadful heralds to astonish us. |
| 52605 | CASSIUS. You are dull, Casca, and those spar... |
| 52606 | That should be in a Roman you do want, |
| 52607 | Or else you use not. You look pale and gaze |
| 52608 | And put on fear and cast yourself in wonder |
| 52609 | To see the strange impatience of the heavens. |
| 52610 | But if you would consider the true cause |
| 52611 | Why all these fires, why all these gliding... |
| 52612 | Why birds and beasts from quality and kind, |
| 52613 | Why old men, fools, and children calculate, |
| 52614 | Why all these things change from their ord... |
| 52615 | Their natures, and preformed faculties |
| 52616 | To monstrous quality, why, you shall find |
| 52617 | That heaven hath infused them with these s... |
| 52618 | To make them instruments of fear and warni... |
| 52619 | Unto some monstrous state. |
| 52620 | Now could I, Casca, name to thee a man |
| 52621 | Most like this dreadful night, |
| 52622 | That thunders, lightens, opens graves, and... |
| 52623 | As doth the lion in the Capitol, |
| 52624 | A man no mightier than thyself or me |
| 52625 | In personal action, yet prodigious grown |
| 52626 | And fearful, as these strange eruptions are. |
| 52627 | CASCA. 'Tis Caesar that you mean, is it not,... |
| 52628 | CASSIUS. Let it be who it is, for Romans now |
| 52629 | Have thews and limbs like to their ancestors. |
| 52630 | But, woe the while! Our fathers' minds are... |
| 52631 | And we are govern'd with our mothers' spir... |
| 52632 | Our yoke and sufferance show us womanish. |
| 52633 | CASCA. Indeed they say the senators tomorrow |
| 52634 | Mean to establish Caesar as a king, |
| 52635 | And he shall wear his crown by sea and land |
| 52636 | In every place save here in Italy. |
| 52637 | CASSIUS. I know where I will wear this dagge... |
| 52638 | Cassius from bondage will deliver Cassius. |
| 52639 | Therein, ye gods, you make the weak most s... |
| 52640 | Therein, ye gods, you tyrants do defeat. |
| 52641 | Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass, |
| 52642 | Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron |
| 52643 | Can be retentive to the strength of spirit; |
| 52644 | But life, being weary of these worldly bars, |
| 52645 | Never lacks power to dismiss itself. |
| 52646 | If I know this, know all the world besides, |
| 52647 | That part of tyranny that I do bear |
| 52648 | I can shake off at pleasure. ... |
| 52649 | CASCA. So can I. |
| 52650 | So every bondman in his own hand bears |
| 52651 | The power to cancel his captivity. |
| 52652 | CASSIUS. And why should Caesar be a tyrant t... |
| 52653 | Poor man! I know he would not be a wolf |
| 52654 | But that he sees the Romans are but sheep. |
| 52655 | He were no lion, were not Romans hinds. |
| 52656 | Those that with haste will make a mighty fire |
| 52657 | Begin it with weak straws. What trash is R... |
| 52658 | What rubbish, and what offal, when it serv... |
| 52659 | For the base matter to illuminate |
| 52660 | So vile a thing as Caesar? But, O grief, |
| 52661 | Where hast thou led me? I perhaps speak this |
| 52662 | Before a willing bondman; then I know |
| 52663 | My answer must be made. But I am arm'd, |
| 52664 | And dangers are to me indifferent. |
| 52665 | CASCA. You speak to Casca, and to such a man |
| 52666 | That is no fleering tell-tale. Hold, my hand. |
| 52667 | Be factious for redress of all these griefs, |
| 52668 | And I will set this foot of mine as far |
| 52669 | As who goes farthest. |
| 52670 | CASSIUS. There's a bargain made. |
| 52671 | Now know you, Casca, I have moved already |
| 52672 | Some certain of the noblest-minded Romans |
| 52673 | To undergo with me an enterprise |
| 52674 | Of honorable-dangerous consequence; |
| 52675 | And I do know by this, they stay for me |
| 52676 | In Pompey's Porch. For now, this fearful n... |
| 52677 | There is no stir or walking in the streets, |
| 52678 | And the complexion of the element |
| 52679 | In favor's like the work we have in hand, |
| 52680 | Most bloody, fiery, and most terrible. |
| 52681 | Enter Cinna. |
| 52682 | CASCA. Stand close awhile, for here comes on... |
| 52683 | CASSIUS. 'Tis Cinna, I do know him by his gait; |
| 52684 | He is a friend. Cinna, where haste you so? |
| 52685 | CINNA. To find out you. Who's that? Metellus... |
| 52686 | CASSIUS. No, it is Casca, one incorporate |
| 52687 | To our attempts. Am I not stay'd for, Cinna? |
| 52688 | CINNA. I am glad on't. What a fearful night ... |
| 52689 | There's two or three of us have seen stran... |
| 52690 | CASSIUS. Am I not stay'd for? Tell me. |
| 52691 | CINNA. Yes, you are. |
| 52692 | O Cassius, if you could |
| 52693 | But win the noble Brutus to our party- |
| 52694 | CASSIUS. Be you content. Good Cinna, take th... |
| 52695 | And look you lay it in the praetor's chair, |
| 52696 | Where Brutus may but find it; and throw th... |
| 52697 | In at his window; set this up with wax |
| 52698 | Upon old Brutus' statue. All this done, |
| 52699 | Repair to Pompey's Porch, where you shall ... |
| 52700 | Is Decius Brutus and Trebonius there? |
| 52701 | CINNA. All but Metellus Cimber, and he's gone |
| 52702 | To seek you at your house. Well, I will hie |
| 52703 | And so bestow these papers as you bade me. |
| 52704 | CASSIUS. That done, repair to Pompey's Theatre. |
| 52705 | ... |
| 52706 | Come, Casca, you and I will yet ere day |
| 52707 | See Brutus at his house. Three parts of him |
| 52708 | Is ours already, and the man entire |
| 52709 | Upon the next encounter yields him ours. |
| 52710 | CASCA. O, he sits high in all the people's h... |
| 52711 | And that which would appear offense in us, |
| 52712 | His countenance, like richest alchemy, |
| 52713 | Will change to virtue and to worthiness. |
| 52714 | CASSIUS. Him and his worth and our great nee... |
| 52715 | You have right well conceited. Let us go, |
| 52716 | For it is after midnight, and ere day |
| 52717 | We will awake him and be sure of him. ... |
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| 52726 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 52727 | Enter Brutus in his orchard. |
| 52728 | BRUTUS. What, Lucius, ho! |
| 52729 | I cannot, by the progress of the stars, |
| 52730 | Give guess how near to day. Lucius, I say! |
| 52731 | I would it were my fault to sleep so soundly. |
| 52732 | When, Lucius, when? Awake, I say! What, Lu... |
| 52733 | Enter Lucius. |
| 52734 | LUCIUS. Call'd you, my lord? |
| 52735 | BRUTUS. Get me a taper in my study, Lucius. |
| 52736 | When it is lighted, come and call me here. |
| 52737 | LUCIUS. I will, my lord. ... |
| 52738 | BRUTUS. It must be by his death, and, for my... |
| 52739 | I know no personal cause to spurn at him, |
| 52740 | But for the general. He would be crown'd: |
| 52741 | How that might change his nature, there's ... |
| 52742 | It is the bright day that brings forth the... |
| 52743 | And that craves wary walking. Crown him th... |
| 52744 | And then, I grant, we put a sting in him |
| 52745 | That at his will he may do danger with. |
| 52746 | The abuse of greatness is when it disjoins |
| 52747 | Remorse from power, and, to speak truth of... |
| 52748 | I have not known when his affections sway'd |
| 52749 | More than his reason. But 'tis a common proof |
| 52750 | That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, |
| 52751 | Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; |
| 52752 | But when he once attains the upmost round, |
| 52753 | He then unto the ladder turns his back, |
| 52754 | Looks in the clouds, scorning the base deg... |
| 52755 | By which he did ascend. So Caesar may; |
| 52756 | Then, lest he may, prevent. And, since the... |
| 52757 | Will bear no color for the thing he is, |
| 52758 | Fashion it thus, that what he is, augmented, |
| 52759 | Would run to these and these extremities; |
| 52760 | And therefore think him as a serpent's egg |
| 52761 | Which hatch'd would as his kind grow misch... |
| 52762 | And kill him in the shell. |
| 52763 | Re-enter Lucius. |
| 52764 | LUCIUS. The taper burneth in your closet, sir. |
| 52765 | Searching the window for a flint I found |
| 52766 | This paper thus seal'd up, and I am sure |
| 52767 | It did not lie there when I went to bed. |
| 52768 | Giv... |
| 52769 | BRUTUS. Get you to bed again, it is not day. |
| 52770 | Is not tomorrow, boy, the ides of March? |
| 52771 | LUCIUS. I know not, sir. |
| 52772 | BRUTUS. Look in the calendar and bring me word. |
| 52773 | LUCIUS. I will, sir. ... |
| 52774 | BRUTUS. The exhalations whizzing in the air |
| 52775 | Give so much light that I may read by them. |
| 52776 | Opens the... |
| 52777 | "Brutus, thou sleep'st: awake and see thys... |
| 52778 | Shall Rome, etc. Speak, strike, redress!" |
| 52779 | "Brutus, thou sleep'st: awake!" |
| 52780 | Such instigations have been often dropp'd |
| 52781 | Where I have took them up. |
| 52782 | "Shall Rome, etc." Thus must I piece it out. |
| 52783 | Shall Rome stand under one man's awe? What... |
| 52784 | My ancestors did from the streets of Rome |
| 52785 | The Tarquin drive, when he was call'd a king. |
| 52786 | "Speak, strike, redress!" Am I entreated |
| 52787 | To speak and strike? O Rome, I make thee p... |
| 52788 | If the redress will follow, thou receivest |
| 52789 | Thy full petition at the hand of Brutus! |
| 52790 | Re-enter Lucius. |
| 52791 | LUCIUS. Sir, March is wasted fifteen days. |
| 52792 | ... |
| 52793 | BRUTUS. 'Tis good. Go to the gate, somebody ... |
| 52794 | ... |
| 52795 | Since Cassius first did whet me against Ca... |
| 52796 | I have not slept. |
| 52797 | Between the acting of a dreadful thing |
| 52798 | And the first motion, all the interim is |
| 52799 | Like a phantasma or a hideous dream; |
| 52800 | The genius and the mortal instruments |
| 52801 | Are then in council, and the state of man, |
| 52802 | Like to a little kingdom, suffers then |
| 52803 | The nature of an insurrection. |
| 52804 | Re-enter Lucius. |
| 52805 | LUCIUS. Sir, 'tis your brother Cassius at th... |
| 52806 | Who doth desire to see you. |
| 52807 | BRUTUS. Is he alone? |
| 52808 | LUCIUS. No, sir, there are more with him. |
| 52809 | BRUTUS. Do you know them? |
| 52810 | LUCIUS. No, sir, their hats are pluck'd abou... |
| 52811 | And half their faces buried in their cloaks, |
| 52812 | That by no means I may discover them |
| 52813 | By any mark of favor. |
| 52814 | BRUTUS. Let 'em enter. ... |
| 52815 | They are the faction. O Conspiracy, |
| 52816 | Shamest thou to show thy dangerous brow by... |
| 52817 | When evils are most free? O, then, by day |
| 52818 | Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough |
| 52819 | To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, C... |
| 52820 | Hide it in smiles and affability; |
| 52821 | For if thou path, thy native semblance on, |
| 52822 | Not Erebus itself were dim enough |
| 52823 | To hide thee from prevention. |
| 52824 | Enter the conspirators, Cassius, Casca, De... |
| 52825 | Metellus Cimber, and Trebonius. |
| 52826 | CASSIUS. I think we are too bold upon your r... |
| 52827 | Good morrow, Brutus, do we trouble you? |
| 52828 | BRUTUS. I have been up this hour, awake all ... |
| 52829 | Know I these men that come along with you? |
| 52830 | CASSIUS. Yes, every man of them, and no man ... |
| 52831 | But honors you, and every one doth wish |
| 52832 | You had but that opinion of yourself |
| 52833 | Which every noble Roman bears of you. |
| 52834 | This is Trebonius. |
| 52835 | BRUTUS. He is welcome hither. |
| 52836 | CASSIUS. This, Decius Brutus. |
| 52837 | BRUTUS. He is welcome too. |
| 52838 | CASSIUS. This, Casca; this, Cinna; and this, M... |
| 52839 | BRUTUS. They are all welcome. |
| 52840 | What watchful cares do interpose themselves |
| 52841 | Betwixt your eyes and night? |
| 52842 | CASSIUS. Shall I entreat a word? ... |
| 52843 | DECIUS. Here lies the east. Doth not the day... |
| 52844 | CASCA. No. |
| 52845 | CINNA. O, pardon, sir, it doth, and yongrey ... |
| 52846 | That fret the clouds are messengers of day. |
| 52847 | CASCA. You shall confess that you are both d... |
| 52848 | Here, as I point my sword, the sun arises, |
| 52849 | Which is a great way growing on the south, |
| 52850 | Weighing the youthful season of the year. |
| 52851 | Some two months hence up higher toward the... |
| 52852 | He first presents his fire, and the high east |
| 52853 | Stands as the Capitol, directly here. |
| 52854 | BRUTUS. Give me your hands all over, one by ... |
| 52855 | CASSIUS. And let us swear our resolution. |
| 52856 | BRUTUS. No, not an oath. If not the face of ... |
| 52857 | The sufferance of our souls, the time's ab... |
| 52858 | If these be motives weak, break off betimes, |
| 52859 | And every man hence to his idle bed; |
| 52860 | So let high-sighted tyranny range on |
| 52861 | Till each man drop by lottery. But if these, |
| 52862 | As I am sure they do, bear fire enough |
| 52863 | To kindle cowards and to steel with valor |
| 52864 | The melting spirits of women, then, countr... |
| 52865 | What need we any spur but our own cause |
| 52866 | To prick us to redress? What other bond |
| 52867 | Than secret Romans that have spoke the word |
| 52868 | And will not palter? And what other oath |
| 52869 | Than honesty to honesty engaged |
| 52870 | That this shall be or we will fall for it? |
| 52871 | Swear priests and cowards and men cautelous, |
| 52872 | Old feeble carrions and such suffering souls |
| 52873 | That welcome wrongs; unto bad causes swear |
| 52874 | Such creatures as men doubt; but do not stain |
| 52875 | The even virtue of our enterprise, |
| 52876 | Nor the insuppressive mettle of our spirits, |
| 52877 | To think that or our cause or our performance |
| 52878 | Did need an oath; when every drop of blood |
| 52879 | That every Roman bears, and nobly bears, |
| 52880 | Is guilty of a several bastardy |
| 52881 | If he do break the smallest particle |
| 52882 | Of any promise that hath pass'd from him. |
| 52883 | CASSIUS. But what of Cicero? Shall we sound ... |
| 52884 | I think he will stand very strong with us. |
| 52885 | CASCA. Let us not leave him out. |
| 52886 | CINNA. No, by no means. |
| 52887 | METELLUS. O, let us have him, for his silver... |
| 52888 | Will purchase us a good opinion, |
| 52889 | And buy men's voices to commend our deeds. |
| 52890 | It shall be said his judgement ruled our h... |
| 52891 | Our youths and wildness shall no whit appear, |
| 52892 | But all be buried in his gravity. |
| 52893 | BRUTUS. O, name him not; let us not break wi... |
| 52894 | For he will never follow anything |
| 52895 | That other men begin. |
| 52896 | CASSIUS. Then leave him out. |
| 52897 | CASCA. Indeed he is not fit. |
| 52898 | DECIUS. Shall no man else be touch'd but onl... |
| 52899 | CASSIUS. Decius, well urged. I think it is n... |
| 52900 | Mark Antony, so well beloved of Caesar, |
| 52901 | Should outlive Caesar. We shall find of him |
| 52902 | A shrewd contriver; and you know his means, |
| 52903 | If he improve them, may well stretch so far |
| 52904 | As to annoy us all, which to prevent, |
| 52905 | Let Antony and Caesar fall together. |
| 52906 | BRUTUS. Our course will seem too bloody, Cai... |
| 52907 | To cut the head off and then hack the limbs |
| 52908 | Like wrath in death and envy afterwards; |
| 52909 | For Antony is but a limb of Caesar. |
| 52910 | Let us be sacrificers, but not butchers, C... |
| 52911 | We all stand up against the spirit of Caesar, |
| 52912 | And in the spirit of men there is no blood. |
| 52913 | O, that we then could come by Caesar's spi... |
| 52914 | And not dismember Caesar! But, alas, |
| 52915 | Caesar must bleed for it! And, gentle frie... |
| 52916 | Let's kill him boldly, but not wrathfully; |
| 52917 | Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods, |
| 52918 | Not hew him as a carcass fit for hounds; |
| 52919 | And let our hearts, as subtle masters do, |
| 52920 | Stir up their servants to an act of rage |
| 52921 | And after seem to chide 'em. This shall make |
| 52922 | Our purpose necessary and not envious, |
| 52923 | Which so appearing to the common eyes, |
| 52924 | We shall be call'd purgers, not murderers. |
| 52925 | And for Mark Antony, think not of him, |
| 52926 | For he can do no more than Caesar's arm |
| 52927 | When Caesar's head is off. |
| 52928 | CASSIUS. Yet I fear him, |
| 52929 | For in the ingrated love he bears to Caesar- |
| 52930 | BRUTUS. Alas, good Cassius, do not think of ... |
| 52931 | If he love Caesar, all that he can do |
| 52932 | Is to himself, take thought and die for Ca... |
| 52933 | And that were much he should, for he is given |
| 52934 | To sports, to wildness, and much company. |
| 52935 | TREBONIUS. There is no fear in him-let him n... |
| 52936 | For he will live and laugh at this hereafter. |
| 52937 | ... |
| 52938 | BRUTUS. Peace, count the clock. |
| 52939 | CASSIUS. The clock hath stricken three. |
| 52940 | TREBONIUS. 'Tis time to part. |
| 52941 | CASSIUS. But it is doubtful yet |
| 52942 | Whether Caesar will come forth today or no, |
| 52943 | For he is superstitious grown of late, |
| 52944 | Quite from the main opinion he held once |
| 52945 | Of fantasy, of dreams, and ceremonies. |
| 52946 | It may be these apparent prodigies, |
| 52947 | The unaccustom'd terror of this night, |
| 52948 | And the persuasion of his augurers |
| 52949 | May hold him from the Capitol today. |
| 52950 | DECIUS. Never fear that. If he be so resolved, |
| 52951 | I can o'ersway him, for he loves to hear |
| 52952 | That unicorns may be betray'd with trees, |
| 52953 | And bears with glasses, elephants with holes, |
| 52954 | Lions with toils, and men with flatterers; |
| 52955 | But when I tell him he hates flatterers, |
| 52956 | He says he does, being then most flattered. |
| 52957 | Let me work; |
| 52958 | For I can give his humor the true bent, |
| 52959 | And I will bring him to the Capitol. |
| 52960 | CASSIUS. Nay, we will all of us be there to ... |
| 52961 | BRUTUS. By the eighth hour. Is that the utte... |
| 52962 | CINNA. Be that the uttermost, and fail not t... |
| 52963 | METELLUS. Caius Ligarius doth bear Caesar hard, |
| 52964 | Who rated him for speaking well of Pompey. |
| 52965 | I wonder none of you have thought of him. |
| 52966 | BRUTUS. Now, good Metellus, go along by him. |
| 52967 | He loves me well, and I have given him rea... |
| 52968 | Send him but hither, and I'll fashion him. |
| 52969 | CASSIUS. The morning comes upon 's. We'll le... |
| 52970 | And, friends, disperse yourselves, but all... |
| 52971 | What you have said and show yourselves tru... |
| 52972 | BRUTUS. Good gentlemen, look fresh and merrily; |
| 52973 | Let not our looks put on our purposes, |
| 52974 | But bear it as our Roman actors do, |
| 52975 | With untired spirits and formal constancy. |
| 52976 | And so, good morrow to you every one. |
| 52977 | Exeu... |
| 52978 | Boy! Lucius! Fast asleep? It is no matter. |
| 52979 | Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber; |
| 52980 | Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies, |
| 52981 | Which busy care draws in the brains of men; |
| 52982 | Therefore thou sleep'st so sound. |
| 52983 | Enter Portia. |
| 52984 | PORTIA. Brutus, my lord! |
| 52985 | BRUTUS. Portia, what mean you? Wherefore ris... |
| 52986 | It is not for your health thus to commit |
| 52987 | Your weak condition to the raw cold morning. |
| 52988 | PORTIA. Nor for yours neither. have ungently... |
| 52989 | Stole from my bed; and yesternight at supper |
| 52990 | You suddenly arose and walk'd about, |
| 52991 | Musing and sighing, with your arms across; |
| 52992 | And when I ask'd you what the matter was, |
| 52993 | You stared upon me with ungentle looks. |
| 52994 | I urged you further; then you scratch'd yo... |
| 52995 | And too impatiently stamp'd with your foot. |
| 52996 | Yet I insisted, yet you answer'd not, |
| 52997 | But with an angry waiter of your hand |
| 52998 | Gave sign for me to leave you. So I did, |
| 52999 | Fearing to strengthen that impatience |
| 53000 | Which seem'd too much enkindled, and withal |
| 53001 | Hoping it was but an effect of humor, |
| 53002 | Which sometime hath his hour with every man. |
| 53003 | It will not let you eat, nor talk, nor sleep, |
| 53004 | And, could it work so much upon your shape |
| 53005 | As it hath much prevail'd on your condition, |
| 53006 | I should not know you, Brutus. Dear my lord, |
| 53007 | Make me acquainted with your cause of grief. |
| 53008 | BRUTUS. I am not well in health, and that is... |
| 53009 | PORTIA. Brutus is wise, and, were he not in ... |
| 53010 | He would embrace the means to come by it. |
| 53011 | BRUTUS. Why, so I do. Good Portia, go to bed. |
| 53012 | PORTIA. Is Brutus sick, and is it physical |
| 53013 | To walk unbraced and suck up the humors |
| 53014 | Of the dank morning? What, is Brutus sick, |
| 53015 | And will he steal out of his wholesome bed |
| 53016 | To dare the vile contagion of the night |
| 53017 | And tempt the rheumy and unpurged air |
| 53018 | To add unto his sickness? No, my Brutus, |
| 53019 | You have some sick offense within your mind, |
| 53020 | Which by the right and virtue of my place |
| 53021 | I ought to know of; and, upon my knees, |
| 53022 | I charm you, by my once commended beauty, |
| 53023 | By all your vows of love and that great vow |
| 53024 | Which did incorporate and make us one, |
| 53025 | That you unfold to me, yourself, your half, |
| 53026 | Why you are heavy and what men tonight |
| 53027 | Have had resort to you; for here have been |
| 53028 | Some six or seven, who did hide their faces |
| 53029 | Even from darkness. |
| 53030 | BRUTUS. Kneel not, gentle Portia. |
| 53031 | PORTIA. I should not need, if you were gentl... |
| 53032 | Within the bond of marriage, tell me, Brutus, |
| 53033 | Is it excepted I should know no secrets |
| 53034 | That appertain to you? Am I yourself |
| 53035 | But, as it were, in sort or limitation, |
| 53036 | To keep with you at meals, comfort your bed, |
| 53037 | And talk to you sometimes? Dwell I but in ... |
| 53038 | Of your good pleasure? If it be no more, |
| 53039 | Portia is Brutus' harlot, not his wife. |
| 53040 | BRUTUS. You are my true and honorable wife, |
| 53041 | As dear to me as are the ruddy drops |
| 53042 | That visit my sad heart. |
| 53043 | PORTIA. If this were true, then should I kno... |
| 53044 | I grant I am a woman, but withal |
| 53045 | A woman that Lord Brutus took to wife. |
| 53046 | I grant I am a woman, but withal |
| 53047 | A woman well reputed, Cato's daughter. |
| 53048 | Think you I am no stronger than my sex, |
| 53049 | Being so father'd and so husbanded? |
| 53050 | Tell me your counsels, I will not disclose... |
| 53051 | I have made strong proof of my constancy, |
| 53052 | Giving myself a voluntary wound |
| 53053 | Here in the thigh. Can I bear that with pa... |
| 53054 | And not my husband's secrets? |
| 53055 | BRUTUS. O ye gods, |
| 53056 | Render me worthy of this noble wife! Knock... |
| 53057 | Hark, hark, one knocks. Portia, go in awhile, |
| 53058 | And by and by thy bosom shall partake |
| 53059 | The secrets of my heart. |
| 53060 | All my engagements I will construe to thee, |
| 53061 | All the charactery of my sad brows. |
| 53062 | Leave me with haste. [Exit Portia.] Lucius... |
| 53063 | Re-enter Lucius with Ligarius. |
| 53064 | LUCIUS. Here is a sick man that would speak ... |
| 53065 | BRUTUS. Caius Ligarius, that Metellus spake of. |
| 53066 | Boy, stand aside. Caius Ligarius, how? |
| 53067 | LIGARIUS. Vouchsafe good morrow from a feebl... |
| 53068 | BRUTUS. O, what a time have you chose out, b... |
| 53069 | To wear a kerchief! Would you were not sick! |
| 53070 | LIGARIUS. I am not sick, if Brutus have in hand |
| 53071 | Any exploit worthy the name of honor. |
| 53072 | BRUTUS. Such an exploit have I in hand, Liga... |
| 53073 | Had you a healthful ear to hear of it. |
| 53074 | LIGARIUS. By all the gods that Romans bow be... |
| 53075 | I here discard my sickness! Soul of Rome! |
| 53076 | Brave son, derived from honorable loins! |
| 53077 | Thou, like an exorcist, hast conjured up |
| 53078 | My mortified spirit. Now bid me run, |
| 53079 | And I will strive with things impossible, |
| 53080 | Yea, get the better of them. What's to do? |
| 53081 | BRUTUS. A piece of work that will make sick ... |
| 53082 | LIGARIUS. But are not some whole that we mus... |
| 53083 | BRUTUS. That must we also. What it is, my Ca... |
| 53084 | I shall unfold to thee, as we are going |
| 53085 | To whom it must be done. |
| 53086 | LIGARIUS. Set on your foot, |
| 53087 | And with a heart new-fired I follow you, |
| 53088 | To do I know not what; but it sufficeth |
| 53089 | That Brutus leads me on. |
| 53090 | BRUTUS. Follow me then. ... |
| 53091 | SCENE II. |
| 53092 | Caesar's house. Thunder and lightning. |
| 53093 | Enter Caesar, in his nightgown. |
| 53094 | CAESAR. Nor heaven nor earth have been at pe... |
| 53095 | Thrice hath Calpurnia in her sleep cried out, |
| 53096 | "Help, ho! They murther Caesar!" Who's wit... |
| 53097 | Enter a Servant. |
| 53098 | SERVANT. My lord? |
| 53099 | CAESAR. Go bid the priests do present sacrif... |
| 53100 | And bring me their opinions of success. |
| 53101 | SERVANT. I will, my lord. ... |
| 53102 | Enter Calpurnia. |
| 53103 | CALPURNIA. What mean you, Caesar? Think you ... |
| 53104 | You shall not stir out of your house today. |
| 53105 | CAESAR. Caesar shall forth: the things that ... |
| 53106 | Ne'er look'd but on my back; when they sha... |
| 53107 | The face of Caesar, they are vanished. |
| 53108 | CALPURNIA. Caesar, I I stood on ceremonies, |
| 53109 | Yet now they fright me. There is one within, |
| 53110 | Besides the things that we have heard and ... |
| 53111 | Recounts most horrid sights seen by the wa... |
| 53112 | A lioness hath whelped in the streets; |
| 53113 | And graves have yawn'd, and yielded up the... |
| 53114 | Fierce fiery warriors fight upon the clouds, |
| 53115 | In ranks and squadrons and right form of war, |
| 53116 | Which drizzled blood upon the Capitol; |
| 53117 | The noise of battle hurtled in the air, |
| 53118 | Horses did neigh and dying men did groan, |
| 53119 | And ghosts did shriek and squeal about the... |
| 53120 | O Caesar! These things are beyond all use, |
| 53121 | And I do fear them. |
| 53122 | CAESAR. What can be avoided |
| 53123 | Whose end is purposed by the mighty gods? |
| 53124 | Yet Caesar shall go forth, for these predi... |
| 53125 | Are to the world in general as to Caesar. |
| 53126 | CALPURNIA. When beggars die, there are no co... |
| 53127 | The heavens themselves blaze forth the dea... |
| 53128 | CAESAR. Cowards die many times before their ... |
| 53129 | The valiant never taste of death but once. |
| 53130 | Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, |
| 53131 | It seems to me most strange that men shoul... |
| 53132 | Seeing that death, a necessary end, |
| 53133 | Will come when it will come. |
| 53134 | Re-enter Servant. |
| 53135 | What say the augurers? |
| 53136 | SERVANT. They would not have you to stir for... |
| 53137 | Plucking the entrails of an offering forth, |
| 53138 | They could not find a heart within the beast. |
| 53139 | CAESAR. The gods do this in shame of cowardice. |
| 53140 | Caesar should be a beast without a heart |
| 53141 | If he should stay at home today for fear. |
| 53142 | No, Caesar shall not. Danger knows full well |
| 53143 | That Caesar is more dangerous than he. |
| 53144 | We are two lions litter'd in one day, |
| 53145 | And I the elder and more terrible. |
| 53146 | And Caesar shall go forth. |
| 53147 | CALPURNIA. Alas, my lord, |
| 53148 | Your wisdom is consumed in confidence. |
| 53149 | Do not go forth today. Call it my fear |
| 53150 | That keeps you in the house and not your own. |
| 53151 | We'll send Mark Antony to the Senate House, |
| 53152 | And he shall say you are not well today. |
| 53153 | Let me, upon my knee, prevail in this. |
| 53154 | CAESAR. Mark Antony shall say I am not well, |
| 53155 | And, for thy humor, I will stay at home. |
| 53156 | Enter Decius. |
| 53157 | Here's Decius Brutus, he shall tell them so. |
| 53158 | DECIUS. Caesar, all hail! Good morrow, worth... |
| 53159 | I come to fetch you to the Senate House. |
| 53160 | CAESAR. And you are come in very happy time |
| 53161 | To bear my greeting to the senators |
| 53162 | And tell them that I will not come today. |
| 53163 | Cannot, is false, and that I dare not, fal... |
| 53164 | I will not come today. Tell them so, Decius. |
| 53165 | CALPURNIA. Say he is sick. |
| 53166 | CAESAR. Shall Caesar send a lie? |
| 53167 | Have I in conquest stretch'd mine arm so far |
| 53168 | To be afeard to tell greybeards the truth? |
| 53169 | Decius, go tell them Caesar will not come. |
| 53170 | DECIUS. Most mighty Caesar, let me know some... |
| 53171 | Lest I be laugh'd at when I tell them so. |
| 53172 | CAESAR. The cause is in my will: I will not ... |
| 53173 | That is enough to satisfy the Senate. |
| 53174 | But, for your private satisfaction, |
| 53175 | Because I love you, I will let you know. |
| 53176 | Calpurnia here, my wife, stays me at home; |
| 53177 | She dreamt tonight she saw my statue, |
| 53178 | Which, like a fountain with an hundred spo... |
| 53179 | Did run pure blood, and many lusty Romans |
| 53180 | Came smiling and did bathe their hands in it. |
| 53181 | And these does she apply for warnings and ... |
| 53182 | And evils imminent, and on her knee |
| 53183 | Hath begg'd that I will stay at home today. |
| 53184 | DECIUS. This dream is all amiss interpreted; |
| 53185 | It was a vision fair and fortunate. |
| 53186 | Your statue spouting blood in many pipes, |
| 53187 | In which so many smiling Romans bathed, |
| 53188 | Signifies that from you great Rome shall suck |
| 53189 | Reviving blood, and that great men shall p... |
| 53190 | For tinctures, stains, relics, and cogniza... |
| 53191 | This by Calpurnia's dream is signified. |
| 53192 | CAESAR. And this way have you well expounded... |
| 53193 | DECIUS. I have, when you have heard what I c... |
| 53194 | And know it now, the Senate have concluded |
| 53195 | To give this day a crown to mighty Caesar. |
| 53196 | If you shall send them word you will not c... |
| 53197 | Their minds may change. Besides, it were a... |
| 53198 | Apt to be render'd, for someone to say |
| 53199 | "Break up the Senate till another time, |
| 53200 | When Caesar's wife shall meet with better ... |
| 53201 | If Caesar hide himself, shall they not whi... |
| 53202 | "Lo, Caesar is afraid"? |
| 53203 | Pardon me, Caesar, for my dear dear love |
| 53204 | To your proceeding bids me tell you this, |
| 53205 | And reason to my love is liable. |
| 53206 | CAESAR. How foolish do your fears seem now, ... |
| 53207 | I am ashamed I did yield to them. |
| 53208 | Give me my robe, for I will go. |
| 53209 | Enter Publius, Brutus, Ligarius, Mete... |
| 53210 | Trebonius, and Cinna. |
| 53211 | And look where Publius is come to fetch me. |
| 53212 | PUBLIUS. Good morrow,Caesar. |
| 53213 | CAESAR. Welcome, Publius. |
| 53214 | What, Brutus, are you stirr'd so early too? |
| 53215 | Good morrow, Casca. Caius Ligarius, |
| 53216 | Caesar was ne'er so much your enemy |
| 53217 | As that same ague which hath made you lean. |
| 53218 | What is't o'clock? |
| 53219 | BRUTUS. Caesar, 'tis strucken eight. |
| 53220 | CAESAR. I thank you for your pains and court... |
| 53221 | Enter Antony. |
| 53222 | See, Antony, that revels long o' nights, |
| 53223 | Is notwithstanding up. Good morrow, Antony. |
| 53224 | ANTONY. So to most noble Caesar. |
| 53225 | CAESAR. Bid them prepare within. |
| 53226 | I am to blame to be thus waited for. |
| 53227 | Now, Cinna; now, Metellus; what, Trebonius, |
| 53228 | I have an hour's talk in store for you; |
| 53229 | Remember that you call on me today; |
| 53230 | Be near me, that I may remember you. |
| 53231 | TREBONIUS. Caesar, I will. [Aside.] And so n... |
| 53232 | That your best friends shall wish I had be... |
| 53233 | CAESAR. Good friends, go in and taste some w... |
| 53234 | And we like friends will straightway go to... |
| 53235 | BRUTUS. [Aside.] That every like is not the ... |
| 53236 | The heart of Brutus yearns to think upon! ... |
| 53237 | SCENE III. |
| 53238 | A street near the Capitol. |
| 53239 | Enter Artemidorus, reading paper. |
| 53240 | ARTEMIDORUS. "Caesar, beware of Brutus; take... |
| 53241 | not near Casca; have an eye to Cinna; trus... |
| 53242 | well Metellus Cimber; Decius Brutus loves ... |
| 53243 | wronged Caius Ligarius. There is but one m... |
| 53244 | and it is bent against Caesar. If thou bee... |
| 53245 | about you. Security gives way to conspirac... |
| 53246 | defend thee! |
| 53247 | Thy lo... |
| 53248 | Here will I stand till Caesar pass along, |
| 53249 | And as a suitor will I give him this. |
| 53250 | My heart laments that virtue cannot live |
| 53251 | Out of the teeth of emulation. |
| 53252 | If thou read this, O Caesar, thou mayest l... |
| 53253 | If not, the Fates with traitors do contriv... |
| 53254 | SCENE IV. |
| 53255 | Another part of the same street, before the ho... |
| 53256 | Enter Portia and Lucius. |
| 53257 | PORTIA. I prithee, boy, run to the Senate Ho... |
| 53258 | Stay not to answer me, but get thee gone. |
| 53259 | Why dost thou stay? |
| 53260 | LUCIUS. To know my errand, madam. |
| 53261 | PORTIA. I would have had thee there, and her... |
| 53262 | Ere I can tell thee what thou shouldst do ... |
| 53263 | O constancy, be strong upon my side! |
| 53264 | Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and to... |
| 53265 | I have a man's mind, but a woman's might. |
| 53266 | How hard it is for women to keep counsel! |
| 53267 | Art thou here yet? |
| 53268 | LUCIUS. Madam, what should I do? |
| 53269 | Run to the Capitol, and nothing else? |
| 53270 | And so return to you, and nothing else? |
| 53271 | PORTIA. Yes, bring me word, boy, if thy lord... |
| 53272 | For he went sickly forth; and take good note |
| 53273 | What Caesar doth, what suitors press to hi... |
| 53274 | Hark, boy, what noise is that? |
| 53275 | LUCIUS. I hear none, madam. |
| 53276 | PORTIA. Prithee, listen well. |
| 53277 | I heard a bustling rumor like a fray, |
| 53278 | And the wind brings it from the Capitol. |
| 53279 | LUCIUS. Sooth, madam, I hear nothing. |
| 53280 | Enter the Soothsayer. |
| 53281 | PORTIA. Come hither, fellow; |
| 53282 | Which way hast thou been? |
| 53283 | SOOTHSAYER. At mine own house, good lady. |
| 53284 | PORTIA. What is't o'clock? |
| 53285 | SOOTHSAYER. About the ninth hour, lady. |
| 53286 | PORTIA. Is Caesar yet gone to the Capitol? |
| 53287 | SOOTHSAYER. Madam, not yet. I go to take my ... |
| 53288 | To see him pass on to the Capitol. |
| 53289 | PORTIA. Thou hast some suit to Caesar, hast ... |
| 53290 | SOOTHSAYER. That I have, lady. If it will pl... |
| 53291 | To be so good to Caesar as to hear me, |
| 53292 | I shall beseech him to befriend himself. |
| 53293 | PORTIA. Why, know'st thou any harm's intende... |
| 53294 | SOOTHSAYER. None that I know will be, much t... |
| 53295 | Good morrow to you. Here the street is nar... |
| 53296 | The throng that follows Caesar at the heels, |
| 53297 | Of senators, of praetors, common suitors, |
| 53298 | Will crowd a feeble man almost to death. |
| 53299 | I'll get me to a place more void and there |
| 53300 | Speak to great Caesar as he comes along. ... |
| 53301 | PORTIA. I must go in. Ay me, how weak a thing |
| 53302 | The heart of woman is! O Brutus, |
| 53303 | The heavens speed thee in thine enterprise! |
| 53304 | Sure, the boy heard me. Brutus hath a suit |
| 53305 | That Caesar will not grant. O, I grow faint. |
| 53306 | Run, Lucius, and commend me to my lord; |
| 53307 | Say I am merry. Come to me again, |
| 53308 | And bring me word what he doth say to thee. |
| 53309 | ... |
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| 53318 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 53319 | Rome. Before the Capitol; the Senate sitting a... |
| 53320 | A crowd of people, among them Artemidorus and ... |
| 53321 | Flourish. Enter Caesar, Brutus, Cassius, Casca... |
| 53322 | Trebonius, Cinna, Antony, Lepidus, Popilius, P... |
| 53323 | CAESAR. The ides of March are come. |
| 53324 | SOOTHSAYER. Ay, Caesar, but not gone. |
| 53325 | A Hail, Caesar! Read this schedule. |
| 53326 | DECIUS. Trebonius doth desire you to o'er read, |
| 53327 | At your best leisure, this his humble suit. |
| 53328 | ARTEMIDORUS. O Caesar, read mine first, for ... |
| 53329 | That touches Caesar nearer. Read it, great... |
| 53330 | CAESAR. What touches us ourself shall be las... |
| 53331 | ARTEMIDORUS. Delay not, Caesar; read it inst... |
| 53332 | CAESAR. What, is the fellow mad? |
| 53333 | PUBLIUS. Sirrah, give place. |
| 53334 | CASSIUS. What, urge you your petitions in th... |
| 53335 | Come to the Capitol. |
| 53336 | Caesar goes up to the Senate House, the ... |
| 53337 | POPILIUS. I wish your enterprise today may t... |
| 53338 | CASSIUS. What enterprise, Popilius? |
| 53339 | POPILIUS. Fare you well. |
| 53340 | A... |
| 53341 | BRUTUS. What said Popilius Lena? |
| 53342 | CASSIUS. He wish'd today our enterprise migh... |
| 53343 | I fear our purpose is discovered. |
| 53344 | BRUTUS. Look, how he makes to Caesar. Mark him. |
| 53345 | CASSIUS. Casca, |
| 53346 | Be sudden, for we fear prevention. |
| 53347 | Brutus, what shall be done? If this be known, |
| 53348 | Cassius or Caesar never shall turn back, |
| 53349 | For I will slay myself. |
| 53350 | BRUTUS. Cassius, be constant. |
| 53351 | Popilius Lena speaks not of our purposes; |
| 53352 | For, look, he smiles, and Caesar doth not ... |
| 53353 | CASSIUS. Trebonius knows his time, for, look... |
| 53354 | He draws Mark Antony out of the way. |
| 53355 | Exeunt Ant... |
| 53356 | DECIUS. Where is Metellus Cimber? Let him |
| 53357 | And presently prefer his suit to Caesar. |
| 53358 | BRUTUS. He is address'd; press near and seco... |
| 53359 | CINNA. Casca, you are the first that rears y... |
| 53360 | CAESAR. Are we all ready? What is now amiss |
| 53361 | That Caesar and his Senate must redress? |
| 53362 | METELLUS. Most high, most mighty, and most p... |
| 53363 | Metellus Cimber throws before thy seat |
| 53364 | An humble heart. ... |
| 53365 | CAESAR. I must prevent thee, Cimber. |
| 53366 | These couchings and these lowly courtesies |
| 53367 | Might fire the blood of ordinary men |
| 53368 | And turn preordinance and first decree |
| 53369 | Into the law of children. Be not fond |
| 53370 | To think that Caesar bears such rebel blood |
| 53371 | That will be thaw'd from the true quality |
| 53372 | With that which melteth fools- I mean swee... |
| 53373 | Low-crooked court'sies, and base spaniel-f... |
| 53374 | Thy brother by decree is banished. |
| 53375 | If thou dost bend and pray and fawn for him, |
| 53376 | I spurn thee like a cur out of my way. |
| 53377 | Know, Caesar doth not wrong, nor without c... |
| 53378 | Will he be satisfied. |
| 53379 | METELLUS. Is there no voice more worthy than... |
| 53380 | To sound more sweetly in great Caesar's ear |
| 53381 | For the repealing of my banish'd brother? |
| 53382 | BRUTUS. I kiss thy hand, but not in flattery... |
| 53383 | Desiring thee that Publius Cimber may |
| 53384 | Have an immediate freedom of repeal. |
| 53385 | CAESAR. What, Brutus? |
| 53386 | CASSIUS. Pardon, Caesar! Caesar, pardon! |
| 53387 | As low as to thy foot doth Cassius fall |
| 53388 | To beg enfranchisement for Publius Cimber. |
| 53389 | CAESAR. I could be well moved, if I were as ... |
| 53390 | If I could pray to move, prayers would mov... |
| 53391 | But I am constant as the northern star, |
| 53392 | Of whose true-fix'd and resting quality |
| 53393 | There is no fellow in the firmament. |
| 53394 | The skies are painted with unnumber'd spar... |
| 53395 | They are all fire and every one doth shine; |
| 53396 | But there's but one in all doth hold his p... |
| 53397 | So in the world, 'tis furnish'd well with ... |
| 53398 | And men are flesh and blood, and apprehens... |
| 53399 | Yet in the number I do know but one |
| 53400 | That unassailable holds on his rank, |
| 53401 | Unshaked of motion; and that I am he, |
| 53402 | Let me a little show it, even in this; |
| 53403 | That I was constant Cimber should be banis... |
| 53404 | And constant do remain to keep him so. |
| 53405 | CINNA. O Caesar- |
| 53406 | CAESAR. Hence! Wilt thou lift up Olympus? |
| 53407 | DECIUS. Great Caesar- |
| 53408 | CAESAR. Doth not Brutus bootless kneel? |
| 53409 | CASCA. Speak, hands, for me! |
| 53410 | Casca first, then the ... |
| 53411 | and Marcus B... |
| 53412 | CAESAR. Et tu, Brute?- Then fall, Caesar! Dies. |
| 53413 | CINNA. Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead! |
| 53414 | Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the stre... |
| 53415 | CASSIUS. Some to the common pulpits and cry out |
| 53416 | "Liberty, freedom, and enfranchisement!" |
| 53417 | BRUTUS. People and senators, be not affrighted, |
| 53418 | Fly not, stand still; ambition's debt is p... |
| 53419 | CASCA. Go to the pulpit, Brutus. |
| 53420 | DECIUS. And Cassius too. |
| 53421 | BRUTUS. Where's Publius? |
| 53422 | CINNA. Here, quite confounded with this mutiny. |
| 53423 | METELLUS. Stand fast together, lest some fri... |
| 53424 | Should chance- |
| 53425 | BRUTUS. Talk not of standing. Publius, good ... |
| 53426 | There is no harm intended to your person, |
| 53427 | Nor to no Roman else. So tell them, Publius. |
| 53428 | CASSIUS. And leave us, Publius, lest that th... |
| 53429 | Rushing on us should do your age some misc... |
| 53430 | BRUTUS. Do so, and let no man abide this deed |
| 53431 | But we the doers. |
| 53432 | Re-enter Trebonius. |
| 53433 | CASSIUS. Where is Antony? |
| 53434 | TREBONIUS. Fled to his house amazed. |
| 53435 | Men, wives, and children stare, cry out, a... |
| 53436 | As it were doomsday. |
| 53437 | BRUTUS. Fates, we will know your pleasures. |
| 53438 | That we shall die, we know; 'tis but the time |
| 53439 | And drawing days out that men stand upon. |
| 53440 | CASSIUS. Why, he that cuts off twenty years ... |
| 53441 | Cuts off so many years of fearing death. |
| 53442 | BRUTUS. Grant that, and then is death a bene... |
| 53443 | So are we Caesar's friends that have abridged |
| 53444 | His time of fearing death. Stoop, Romans, ... |
| 53445 | And let us bathe our hands in Caesar's blood |
| 53446 | Up to the elbows, and besmear our swords; |
| 53447 | Then walk we forth, even to the marketplace, |
| 53448 | And waving our red weapons o'er our heads, |
| 53449 | Let's all cry, "Peace, freedom, and liberty!" |
| 53450 | CASSIUS. Stoop then, and wash. How many ages... |
| 53451 | Shall this our lofty scene be acted over |
| 53452 | In states unborn and accents yet unknown! |
| 53453 | BRUTUS. How many times shall Caesar bleed in... |
| 53454 | That now on Pompey's basis lies along |
| 53455 | No worthier than the dust! |
| 53456 | CASSIUS. So oft as that shall be, |
| 53457 | So often shall the knot of us be call'd |
| 53458 | The men that gave their country liberty. |
| 53459 | DECIUS. What, shall we forth? |
| 53460 | CASSIUS. Ay, every man away. |
| 53461 | Brutus shall lead, and we will grace his h... |
| 53462 | With the most boldest and best hearts of R... |
| 53463 | Enter a Servant. |
| 53464 | BRUTUS. Soft, who comes here? A friend of An... |
| 53465 | SERVANT. Thus, Brutus, did my master bid me ... |
| 53466 | Thus did Mark Antony bid me fall down, |
| 53467 | And, being prostrate, thus he bade me say: |
| 53468 | Brutus is noble, wise, valiant, and honest; |
| 53469 | Caesar was mighty, bold, royal, and loving. |
| 53470 | Say I love Brutus and I honor him; |
| 53471 | Say I fear'd Caesar, honor'd him, and love... |
| 53472 | If Brutus will vouchsafe that Antony |
| 53473 | May safely come to him and be resolved |
| 53474 | How Caesar hath deserved to lie in death, |
| 53475 | Mark Antony shall not love Caesar dead |
| 53476 | So well as Brutus living, but will follow |
| 53477 | The fortunes and affairs of noble Brutus |
| 53478 | Thorough the hazards of this untrod state |
| 53479 | With all true faith. So says my master Ant... |
| 53480 | BRUTUS. Thy master is a wise and valiant Roman; |
| 53481 | I never thought him worse. |
| 53482 | Tell him, so please him come unto this place, |
| 53483 | He shall be satisfied and, by my honor, |
| 53484 | Depart untouch'd. |
| 53485 | SERVANT. I'll fetch him presently. ... |
| 53486 | BRUTUS. I know that we shall have him well t... |
| 53487 | CASSIUS. I wish we may, but yet have I a mind |
| 53488 | That fears him much, and my misgiving still |
| 53489 | Falls shrewdly to the purpose. |
| 53490 | Re-enter Antony. |
| 53491 | BRUTUS. But here comes Antony. Welcome, Mark... |
| 53492 | ANTONY. O mighty Caesar! Dost thou lie so low? |
| 53493 | Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, ... |
| 53494 | Shrunk to this little measure? Fare thee w... |
| 53495 | I know not, gentlemen, what you intend, |
| 53496 | Who else must be let blood, who else is rank. |
| 53497 | If I myself, there is no hour so fit |
| 53498 | As Caesar's death's hour, nor no instrument |
| 53499 | Of half that worth as those your swords, m... |
| 53500 | With the most noble blood of all this world. |
| 53501 | I do beseech ye, if you bear me hard, |
| 53502 | Now, whilst your purpled hands do reek and... |
| 53503 | Fulfill your pleasure. Live a thousand years, |
| 53504 | I shall not find myself so apt to die; |
| 53505 | No place will please me so, no means of de... |
| 53506 | As here by Caesar, and by you cut off, |
| 53507 | The choice and master spirits of this age. |
| 53508 | BRUTUS. O Antony, beg not your death of us! |
| 53509 | Though now we must appear bloody and cruel, |
| 53510 | As, by our hands and this our present act |
| 53511 | You see we do, yet see you but our hands |
| 53512 | And this the bleeding business they have d... |
| 53513 | Our hearts you see not; they are pitiful; |
| 53514 | And pity to the general wrong of Rome- |
| 53515 | As fire drives out fire, so pity pity- |
| 53516 | Hath done this deed on Caesar. For your part, |
| 53517 | To you our swords have leaden points, Mark... |
| 53518 | Our arms in strength of malice, and our he... |
| 53519 | Of brothers' temper, do receive you in |
| 53520 | With all kind love, good thoughts, and rev... |
| 53521 | CASSIUS. Your voice shall be as strong as an... |
| 53522 | In the disposing of new dignities. |
| 53523 | BRUTUS. Only be patient till we have appeased |
| 53524 | The multitude, beside themselves with fear, |
| 53525 | And then we will deliver you the cause |
| 53526 | Why I, that did love Caesar when I struck ... |
| 53527 | Have thus proceeded. |
| 53528 | ANTONY. I doubt not of your wisdom. |
| 53529 | Let each man render me his bloody hand. |
| 53530 | First, Marcus Brutus, will I shake with you; |
| 53531 | Next, Caius Cassius, do I take your hand; |
| 53532 | Now, Decius Brutus, yours; now yours, Mete... |
| 53533 | Yours, Cinna; and, my valiant Casca, yours; |
| 53534 | Though last, not least in love, yours, goo... |
| 53535 | Gentlemen all- alas, what shall I say? |
| 53536 | My credit now stands on such slippery ground, |
| 53537 | That one of two bad ways you must conceit me, |
| 53538 | Either a coward or a flatterer. |
| 53539 | That I did love thee, Caesar, O, 'tis true! |
| 53540 | If then thy spirit look upon us now, |
| 53541 | Shall it not grieve thee dearer than thy d... |
| 53542 | To see thy Antony making his peace, |
| 53543 | Shaking the bloody fingers of thy foes, |
| 53544 | Most noble! In the presence of thy corse? |
| 53545 | Had I as many eyes as thou hast wounds, |
| 53546 | Weeping as fast as they stream forth thy b... |
| 53547 | It would become me better than to close |
| 53548 | In terms of friendship with thine enemies. |
| 53549 | Pardon me, Julius! Here wast thou bay'd, b... |
| 53550 | Here didst thou fall, and here thy hunters... |
| 53551 | Sign'd in thy spoil, and crimson'd in thy ... |
| 53552 | O world, thou wast the forest to this hart, |
| 53553 | And this, indeed, O world, the heart of thee. |
| 53554 | How like a deer strucken by many princes |
| 53555 | Dost thou here lie! |
| 53556 | CASSIUS. Mark Antony- |
| 53557 | ANTONY. Pardon me, Caius Cassius. |
| 53558 | The enemies of Caesar shall say this: |
| 53559 | Then, in a friend, it is cold modesty. |
| 53560 | CASSIUS. I blame you not for praising Caesar... |
| 53561 | But what compact mean you to have with us? |
| 53562 | Will you be prick'd in number of our friends, |
| 53563 | Or shall we on, and not depend on you? |
| 53564 | ANTONY. Therefore I took your hands, but was... |
| 53565 | Sway'd from the point by looking down on C... |
| 53566 | Friends am I with you all and love you all, |
| 53567 | Upon this hope that you shall give me reasons |
| 53568 | Why and wherein Caesar was dangerous. |
| 53569 | BRUTUS. Or else were this a savage spectacle. |
| 53570 | Our reasons are so full of good regard |
| 53571 | That were you, Antony, the son of Caesar, |
| 53572 | You should be satisfied. |
| 53573 | ANTONY. That's all I seek; |
| 53574 | And am moreover suitor that I may |
| 53575 | Produce his body to the marketplace, |
| 53576 | And in the pulpit, as becomes a friend, |
| 53577 | Speak in the order of his funeral. |
| 53578 | BRUTUS. You shall, Mark Antony. |
| 53579 | CASSIUS. Brutus, a word with you. |
| 53580 | [Aside to Brutus.] You know not what you d... |
| 53581 | That Antony speak in his funeral. |
| 53582 | Know you how much the people may be moved |
| 53583 | By that which he will utter? |
| 53584 | BRUTUS. By your pardon, |
| 53585 | I will myself into the pulpit first, |
| 53586 | And show the reason of our Caesar's death. |
| 53587 | What Antony shall speak, I will protest |
| 53588 | He speaks by leave and by permission, |
| 53589 | And that we are contented Caesar shall |
| 53590 | Have all true rites and lawful ceremonies. |
| 53591 | It shall advantage more than do us wrong. |
| 53592 | CASSIUS. I know not what may fall; I like it... |
| 53593 | BRUTUS. Mark Antony, here, take you Caesar's... |
| 53594 | You shall not in your funeral speech blame... |
| 53595 | But speak all good you can devise of Caesar, |
| 53596 | And say you do't by our permission, |
| 53597 | Else shall you not have any hand at all |
| 53598 | About his funeral. And you shall speak |
| 53599 | In the same pulpit whereto I am going, |
| 53600 | After my speech is ended. |
| 53601 | ANTONY. Be it so, |
| 53602 | I do desire no more. |
| 53603 | BRUTUS. Prepare the body then, and follow us. |
| 53604 | Exeu... |
| 53605 | ANTONY. O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of... |
| 53606 | That I am meek and gentle with these butch... |
| 53607 | Thou art the ruins of the noblest man |
| 53608 | That ever lived in the tide of times. |
| 53609 | Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood! |
| 53610 | Over thy wounds now do I prophesy |
| 53611 | (Which like dumb mouths do ope their ruby ... |
| 53612 | To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue) |
| 53613 | A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; |
| 53614 | Domestic fury and fierce civil strife |
| 53615 | Shall cumber all the parts of Italy; |
| 53616 | Blood and destruction shall be so in use, |
| 53617 | And dreadful objects so familiar, |
| 53618 | That mothers shall but smile when they behold |
| 53619 | Their infants quarter'd with the hands of ... |
| 53620 | All pity choked with custom of fell deeds, |
| 53621 | And Caesar's spirit ranging for revenge, |
| 53622 | With Ate by his side come hot from hell, |
| 53623 | Shall in these confines with a monarch's v... |
| 53624 | Cry "Havoc!" and let slip the dogs of war, |
| 53625 | That this foul deed shall smell above the ... |
| 53626 | With carrion men, groaning for burial. |
| 53627 | Enter a Servant. |
| 53628 | You serve Octavius Caesar, do you not? |
| 53629 | SERVANT. I do, Mark Antony. |
| 53630 | ANTONY. Caesar did write for him to come to ... |
| 53631 | SERVANT. He did receive his letters, and is ... |
| 53632 | And bid me say to you by word of mouth- |
| 53633 | O Caesar! ... |
| 53634 | ANTONY. Thy heart is big; get thee apart and... |
| 53635 | Passion, I see, is catching, for mine eyes, |
| 53636 | Seeing those beads of sorrow stand in thine, |
| 53637 | Began to water. Is thy master coming? |
| 53638 | SERVANT. He lies tonight within seven league... |
| 53639 | ANTONY. Post back with speed and tell him wh... |
| 53640 | Here is a mourning Rome, a dangerous Rome, |
| 53641 | No Rome of safety for Octavius yet; |
| 53642 | Hie hence, and tell him so. Yet stay awhile, |
| 53643 | Thou shalt not back till I have borne this... |
| 53644 | Into the marketplace. There shall I try, |
| 53645 | In my oration, how the people take |
| 53646 | The cruel issue of these bloody men, |
| 53647 | According to the which thou shalt discourse |
| 53648 | To young Octavius of the state of things. |
| 53649 | Lend me your hand. Exeunt w... |
| 53650 | SCENE II. |
| 53651 | The Forum. |
| 53652 | Enter Brutus and Cassius, and a throng of Citi... |
| 53653 | CITIZENS. We will be satisfied! Let us be sa... |
| 53654 | BRUTUS. Then follow me and give me audience,... |
| 53655 | Cassius, go you into the other street |
| 53656 | And part the numbers. |
| 53657 | Those that will hear me speak, let 'em sta... |
| 53658 | Those that will follow Cassius, go with him; |
| 53659 | And public reasons shall be rendered |
| 53660 | Of Caesar's death. |
| 53661 | FIRST CITIZEN. I will hear Brutus speak. |
| 53662 | SECOND CITIZEN. I will hear Cassius and comp... |
| 53663 | When severally we hear them rendered. |
| 53664 | Exit Cassius, w... |
| 53665 | Brutus goe... |
| 53666 | THIRD CITIZEN. The noble Brutus is ascended.... |
| 53667 | BRUTUS. Be patient till the last. |
| 53668 | Romans, countrymen, and lovers! Hear me fo... |
| 53669 | silent, that you may hear. Believe me for ... |
| 53670 | respect to mine honor, that you may believ... |
| 53671 | wisdom, and awake your senses, that you ma... |
| 53672 | there be any in this assembly, any dear fr... |
| 53673 | him I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was ... |
| 53674 | then that friend demand why Brutus rose ag... |
| 53675 | my answer: Not that I loved Caesar less, b... |
| 53676 | more. Had you rather Caesar were living an... |
| 53677 | that Caesar were dead to live all freemen?... |
| 53678 | weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoi... |
| 53679 | valiant, I honor him; but as he was ambiti... |
| 53680 | is tears for his love, joy for his fortune... |
| 53681 | and death for his ambition. Who is here so... |
| 53682 | bondman? If any, speak, for him have I off... |
| 53683 | rude that would not be a Roman? If any, sp... |
| 53684 | offended. Who is here so vile that will no... |
| 53685 | any, speak, for him have I offended. I pau... |
| 53686 | ALL. None, Brutus, none. |
| 53687 | BRUTUS. Then none have I offended. I have do... |
| 53688 | than you shall do to Brutus. The question ... |
| 53689 | enrolled in the Capitol, his glory not ext... |
| 53690 | worthy, nor his offenses enforced, for whi... |
| 53691 | Enter Antony and others, with Ca... |
| 53692 | Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Anton... |
| 53693 | no hand in his death, shall receive the be... |
| 53694 | place in the commonwealth, as which of you... |
| 53695 | depart- that, as I slew my best lover for ... |
| 53696 | have the same dagger for myself, when it s... |
| 53697 | to need my death. |
| 53698 | ALL. Live, Brutus, live, live! |
| 53699 | FIRST CITIZEN. Bring him with triumph home u... |
| 53700 | SECOND CITIZEN. Give him a statue with his a... |
| 53701 | THIRD CITIZEN. Let him be Caesar. |
| 53702 | FOURTH CITIZEN. Caesar's better parts |
| 53703 | Shall be crown'd in Brutus. |
| 53704 | FIRST CITIZEN. We'll bring him to his house ... |
| 53705 | clamors. |
| 53706 | BRUTUS. My countrymen- |
| 53707 | SECOND CITIZEN. Peace! Silence! Brutus speak... |
| 53708 | FIRST CITIZEN. Peace, ho! |
| 53709 | BRUTUS. Good countrymen, let me depart alone, |
| 53710 | And, for my sake, stay here with Antony. |
| 53711 | Do grace to Caesar's corse, and grace his ... |
| 53712 | Tending to Caesar's glories, which Mark An... |
| 53713 | By our permission, is allow'd to make. |
| 53714 | I do entreat you, not a man depart, |
| 53715 | Save I alone, till Antony have spoke. ... |
| 53716 | FIRST CITIZEN. Stay, ho, and let us hear Mar... |
| 53717 | THIRD CITIZEN. Let him go up into the public... |
| 53718 | We'll hear him. Noble Antony, go up. |
| 53719 | ANTONY. For Brutus' sake, I am beholding to ... |
| 53720 | Goe... |
| 53721 | FOURTH CITIZEN. What does he say of Brutus? |
| 53722 | THIRD CITIZEN. He says, for Brutus' sake, |
| 53723 | He finds himself beholding to us all. |
| 53724 | FOURTH CITIZEN. 'Twere best he speak no harm... |
| 53725 | FIRST CITIZEN. This Caesar was a tyrant. |
| 53726 | THIRD CITIZEN. Nay, that's certain. |
| 53727 | We are blest that Rome is rid of him. |
| 53728 | SECOND CITIZEN. Peace! Let us hear what Anto... |
| 53729 | ANTONY. You gentle Romans- |
| 53730 | ALL. Peace, ho! Let us hear him. |
| 53731 | ANTONY. Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me... |
| 53732 | I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. |
| 53733 | The evil that men do lives after them, |
| 53734 | The good is oft interred with their bones; |
| 53735 | So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus |
| 53736 | Hath told you Caesar was ambitious; |
| 53737 | If it were so, it was a grievous fault, |
| 53738 | And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it. |
| 53739 | Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest- |
| 53740 | For Brutus is an honorable man; |
| 53741 | So are they all, all honorable men- |
| 53742 | Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. |
| 53743 | He was my friend, faithful and just to me; |
| 53744 | But Brutus says he was ambitious, |
| 53745 | And Brutus is an honorable man. |
| 53746 | He hath brought many captives home to Rome, |
| 53747 | Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill. |
| 53748 | Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? |
| 53749 | When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath... |
| 53750 | Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: |
| 53751 | Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, |
| 53752 | And Brutus is an honorable man. |
| 53753 | You all did see that on the Lupercal |
| 53754 | I thrice presented him a kingly crown, |
| 53755 | Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambit... |
| 53756 | Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, |
| 53757 | And sure he is an honorable man. |
| 53758 | I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, |
| 53759 | But here I am to speak what I do know. |
| 53760 | You all did love him once, not without cause; |
| 53761 | What cause withholds you then to mourn for... |
| 53762 | O judgement, thou art fled to brutish beasts, |
| 53763 | And men have lost their reason. Bear with me; |
| 53764 | My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, |
| 53765 | And I must pause till it come back to me. |
| 53766 | FIRST CITIZEN. Methinks there is much reason... |
| 53767 | SECOND CITIZEN. If thou consider rightly of ... |
| 53768 | Caesar has had great wrong. |
| 53769 | THIRD CITIZEN. Has he, masters? |
| 53770 | I fear there will a worse come in his place. |
| 53771 | FOURTH CITIZEN. Mark'd ye his words? He woul... |
| 53772 | Therefore 'tis certain he was not ambitious. |
| 53773 | FIRST CITIZEN. If it be found so, some will ... |
| 53774 | SECOND CITIZEN. Poor soul, his eyes are red ... |
| 53775 | THIRD CITIZEN. There's not a nobler man in R... |
| 53776 | FOURTH CITIZEN. Now mark him, he begins agai... |
| 53777 | ANTONY. But yesterday the word of Caesar might |
| 53778 | Have stood against the world. Now lies he ... |
| 53779 | And none so poor to do him reverence. |
| 53780 | O masters! If I were disposed to stir |
| 53781 | Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, |
| 53782 | I should do Brutus wrong and Cassius wrong, |
| 53783 | Who, you all know, are honorable men. |
| 53784 | I will not do them wrong; I rather choose |
| 53785 | To wrong the dead, to wrong myself and you, |
| 53786 | Than I will wrong such honorable men. |
| 53787 | But here's a parchment with the seal of Ca... |
| 53788 | I found it in his closet, 'tis his will. |
| 53789 | Let but the commons hear this testament- |
| 53790 | Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read- |
| 53791 | And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's w... |
| 53792 | And dip their napkins in his sacred blood, |
| 53793 | Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, |
| 53794 | And, dying, mention it within their wills, |
| 53795 | Bequeathing it as a rich legacy |
| 53796 | Unto their issue. |
| 53797 | FOURTH CITIZEN. We'll hear the will. Read it... |
| 53798 | ALL. The will, the will! We will hear Caesar... |
| 53799 | ANTONY. Have patience, gentle friends, I mus... |
| 53800 | It is not meet you know how Caesar loved you. |
| 53801 | You are not wood, you are not stones, but ... |
| 53802 | And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, |
| 53803 | It will inflame you, it will make you mad. |
| 53804 | 'Tis good you know not that you are his he... |
| 53805 | For if you should, O, what would come of it! |
| 53806 | FOURTH CITIZEN. Read the will; we'll hear it... |
| 53807 | You shall read us the will, Caesar's will. |
| 53808 | ANTONY. Will you be patient? Will you stay a... |
| 53809 | I have o'ershot myself to tell you of it. |
| 53810 | I fear I wrong the honorable men |
| 53811 | Whose daggers have stabb'd Caesar; I do fe... |
| 53812 | FOURTH CITIZEN. They were traitors. Honorabl... |
| 53813 | ALL. The will! The testament! |
| 53814 | SECOND CITIZEN. They were villains, murthere... |
| 53815 | Read the will! |
| 53816 | ANTONY. You will compel me then to read the ... |
| 53817 | Then make a ring about the corse of Caesar, |
| 53818 | And let me show you him that made the will. |
| 53819 | Shall I descend? And will you give me leave? |
| 53820 | ALL. Come down. |
| 53821 | SECOND CITIZEN. Descend. |
| 53822 | He comes dow... |
| 53823 | THIRD CITIZEN. You shall have leave. |
| 53824 | FOURTH CITIZEN. A ring, stand round. |
| 53825 | FIRST CITIZEN. Stand from the hearse, stand ... |
| 53826 | SECOND CITIZEN. Room for Antony, most noble ... |
| 53827 | ANTONY. Nay, press not so upon me, stand far... |
| 53828 | ALL. Stand back; room, bear back! |
| 53829 | ANTONY. If you have tears, prepare to shed t... |
| 53830 | You all do know this mantle. I remember |
| 53831 | The first time ever Caesar put it on; |
| 53832 | 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, |
| 53833 | That day he overcame the Nervii. |
| 53834 | Look, in this place ran Cassius' dagger th... |
| 53835 | See what a rent the envious Casca made; |
| 53836 | Through this the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd; |
| 53837 | And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away, |
| 53838 | Mark how the blood of Caesar follow'd it, |
| 53839 | As rushing out of doors, to be resolved |
| 53840 | If Brutus so unkindly knock'd, or no; |
| 53841 | For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel. |
| 53842 | Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved... |
| 53843 | This was the most unkindest cut of all; |
| 53844 | For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, |
| 53845 | Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms, |
| 53846 | Quite vanquish'd him. Then burst his might... |
| 53847 | And, in his mantle muffling up his face, |
| 53848 | Even at the base of Pompey's statue, |
| 53849 | Which all the while ran blood, great Caesa... |
| 53850 | O, what a fall was there, my countrymen! |
| 53851 | Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, |
| 53852 | Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. |
| 53853 | O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel |
| 53854 | The dint of pity. These are gracious drops. |
| 53855 | Kind souls, what weep you when you but behold |
| 53856 | Our Caesar's vesture wounded? Look you here, |
| 53857 | Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with ... |
| 53858 | FIRST CITIZEN. O piteous spectacle! |
| 53859 | SECOND CITIZEN. O noble Caesar! |
| 53860 | THIRD CITIZEN. O woeful day! |
| 53861 | FOURTH CITIZEN. O traitors villains! |
| 53862 | FIRST CITIZEN. O most bloody sight! |
| 53863 | SECOND CITIZEN. We will be revenged. |
| 53864 | ALL. Revenge! About! Seek! Burn! Fire! Kill! |
| 53865 | Slay! Let not a traitor live! |
| 53866 | ANTONY. Stay, countrymen. |
| 53867 | FIRST CITIZEN. Peace there! Hear the noble A... |
| 53868 | SECOND CITIZEN. We'll hear him, we'll follow... |
| 53869 | him. |
| 53870 | ANTONY. Good friends, sweet friends, let me ... |
| 53871 | To such a sudden flood of mutiny. |
| 53872 | They that have done this deed are honorable. |
| 53873 | What private griefs they have, alas, I kno... |
| 53874 | That made them do it. They are wise and ho... |
| 53875 | And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. |
| 53876 | I come not, friends, to steal away your he... |
| 53877 | I am no orator, as Brutus is; |
| 53878 | But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, |
| 53879 | That love my friend, and that they know fu... |
| 53880 | That gave me public leave to speak of him. |
| 53881 | For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, |
| 53882 | Action, nor utterance, nor the power of sp... |
| 53883 | To stir men's blood. I only speak right on; |
| 53884 | I tell you that which you yourselves do know; |
| 53885 | Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor dumb ... |
| 53886 | And bid them speak for me. But were I Brutus, |
| 53887 | And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony |
| 53888 | Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue |
| 53889 | In every wound of Caesar that should move |
| 53890 | The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny. |
| 53891 | ALL. We'll mutiny. |
| 53892 | FIRST CITIZEN. We'll burn the house of Brutus. |
| 53893 | THIRD CITIZEN. Away, then! Come, seek the co... |
| 53894 | ANTONY. Yet hear me, countrymen; yet hear me... |
| 53895 | ALL. Peace, ho! Hear Antony, most noble Antony! |
| 53896 | ANTONY. Why, friends, you go to do you know ... |
| 53897 | Wherein hath Caesar thus deserved your loves? |
| 53898 | Alas, you know not; I must tell you then. |
| 53899 | You have forgot the will I told you of. |
| 53900 | ALL. Most true, the will! Let's stay and hea... |
| 53901 | ANTONY. Here is the will, and under Caesar's... |
| 53902 | To every Roman citizen he gives, |
| 53903 | To every several man, seventy-five drachmas. |
| 53904 | SECOND CITIZEN. Most noble Caesar! We'll rev... |
| 53905 | THIRD CITIZEN. O royal Caesar! |
| 53906 | ANTONY. Hear me with patience. |
| 53907 | ALL. Peace, ho! |
| 53908 | ANTONY. Moreover, he hath left you all his w... |
| 53909 | His private arbors, and new-planted orchards, |
| 53910 | On this side Tiber; he hath left them you, |
| 53911 | And to your heirs forever- common pleasures, |
| 53912 | To walk abroad and recreate yourselves. |
| 53913 | Here was a Caesar! When comes such another? |
| 53914 | FIRST CITIZEN. Never, never. Come, away, away! |
| 53915 | We'll burn his body in the holy place |
| 53916 | And with the brands fire the traitors' hou... |
| 53917 | Take up the body. |
| 53918 | SECOND CITIZEN. Go fetch fire. |
| 53919 | THIRD CITIZEN. Pluck down benches. |
| 53920 | FOURTH CITIZEN. Pluck down forms, windows, a... |
| 53921 | Exeunt Citiz... |
| 53922 | ANTONY. Now let it work. Mischief, thou art ... |
| 53923 | Take thou what course thou wilt. |
| 53924 | Enter a Servant. |
| 53925 | How now, fellow? |
| 53926 | SERVANT. Sir, Octavius is already come to Rome. |
| 53927 | ANTONY. Where is he? |
| 53928 | SERVANT. He and Lepidus are at Caesar's house. |
| 53929 | ANTONY. And thither will I straight to visit... |
| 53930 | He comes upon a wish. Fortune is merry, |
| 53931 | And in this mood will give us anything. |
| 53932 | SERVANT. I heard him say Brutus and Cassius |
| 53933 | Are rid like madmen through the gates of R... |
| 53934 | ANTONY. Be like they had some notice of the ... |
| 53935 | How I had moved them. Bring me to Octavius... |
| 53936 | SCENE III. |
| 53937 | A street. |
| 53938 | Enter Cinna the poet. |
| 53939 | CINNA. I dreamt tonight that I did feast wit... |
| 53940 | And things unluckily charge my fantasy. |
| 53941 | I have no will to wander forth of doors, |
| 53942 | Yet something leads me forth. |
| 53943 | Enter Citizens. |
| 53944 | FIRST CITIZEN. What is your name? |
| 53945 | SECOND CITIZEN. Whither are you going? |
| 53946 | THIRD CITIZEN. Where do you dwell? |
| 53947 | FOURTH CITIZEN. Are you a married man or a b... |
| 53948 | SECOND CITIZEN. Answer every man directly. |
| 53949 | FIRST CITIZEN. Ay, and briefly. |
| 53950 | FOURTH CITIZEN. Ay, and wisely. |
| 53951 | THIRD CITIZEN. Ay, and truly, you were best. |
| 53952 | CINNA. What is my name? Whither am I going? ... |
| 53953 | a married man or a bachelor? Then, to answ... |
| 53954 | and briefly, wisely and truly: wisely I sa... |
| 53955 | SECOND CITIZEN. That's as much as to say the... |
| 53956 | You'll bear me a bang for that, I fear. Pr... |
| 53957 | CINNA. Directly, I am going to Caesar's fune... |
| 53958 | FIRST CITIZEN. As a friend or an enemy? |
| 53959 | CINNA. As a friend. |
| 53960 | SECOND CITIZEN. That matter is answered dire... |
| 53961 | FOURTH CITIZEN. For your dwelling, briefly. |
| 53962 | CINNA. Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol. |
| 53963 | THIRD CITIZEN. Your name, sir, truly. |
| 53964 | CINNA. Truly, my name is Cinna. |
| 53965 | FIRST CITIZEN. Tear him to pieces, he's a co... |
| 53966 | CINNA. I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the p... |
| 53967 | FOURTH CITIZEN. Tear him for his bad verses,... |
| 53968 | verses. |
| 53969 | CINNA. I am not Cinna the conspirator. |
| 53970 | FOURTH CITIZEN. It is no matter, his name's ... |
| 53971 | name out of his heart, and turn him going. |
| 53972 | THIRD CITIZEN. Tear him, tear him! Come, bra... |
| 53973 | Brutus', to Cassius'; burn all. Some to De... |
| 53974 | to Casca's, some to Ligarius'. Away, go! ... |
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| 53983 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 53984 | A house in Rome. Antony, Octavius, and Lepidus... |
| 53985 | ANTONY. These many then shall die, their nam... |
| 53986 | OCTAVIUS. Your brother too must die; consent... |
| 53987 | LEPIDUS. I do consent- |
| 53988 | OCTAVIUS. Prick him down, Antony. |
| 53989 | LEPIDUS. Upon condition Publius shall not live, |
| 53990 | Who is your sister's son, Mark Antony. |
| 53991 | ANTONY. He shall not live; look, with a spot... |
| 53992 | But, Lepidus, go you to Caesar's house, |
| 53993 | Fetch the will hither, and we shall determine |
| 53994 | How to cut off some charge in legacies. |
| 53995 | LEPIDUS. What, shall I find you here? |
| 53996 | OCTAVIUS. Or here, or at the Capitol. ... |
| 53997 | ANTONY. This is a slight unmeritable man, |
| 53998 | Meet to be sent on errands. Is it fit, |
| 53999 | The three-fold world divided, he should stand |
| 54000 | One of the three to share it? |
| 54001 | OCTAVIUS. So you thought him, |
| 54002 | And took his voice who should be prick'd t... |
| 54003 | In our black sentence and proscription. |
| 54004 | ANTONY. Octavius, I have seen more days than... |
| 54005 | And though we lay these honors on this man |
| 54006 | To ease ourselves of divers slanderous loads, |
| 54007 | He shall but bear them as the ass bears gold, |
| 54008 | To groan and sweat under the business, |
| 54009 | Either led or driven, as we point the way; |
| 54010 | And having brought our treasure where we w... |
| 54011 | Then take we down his load and turn him off, |
| 54012 | Like to the empty ass, to shake his ears |
| 54013 | And graze in commons. |
| 54014 | OCTAVIUS. You may do your will, |
| 54015 | But he's a tried and valiant soldier. |
| 54016 | ANTONY. So is my horse, Octavius, and for that |
| 54017 | I do appoint him store of provender. |
| 54018 | It is a creature that I teach to fight, |
| 54019 | To wind, to stop, to run directly on, |
| 54020 | His corporal motion govern'd by my spirit. |
| 54021 | And, in some taste, is Lepidus but so: |
| 54022 | He must be taught, and train'd, and bid go... |
| 54023 | A barren-spirited fellow, one that feeds |
| 54024 | On objects, arts, and imitations, |
| 54025 | Which, out of use and staled by other men, |
| 54026 | Begin his fashion. Do not talk of him |
| 54027 | But as a property. And now, Octavius, |
| 54028 | Listen great things. Brutus and Cassius |
| 54029 | Are levying powers; we must straight make ... |
| 54030 | Therefore let our alliance be combined, |
| 54031 | Our best friends made, our means stretch'd; |
| 54032 | And let us presently go sit in council, |
| 54033 | How covert matters may be best disclosed, |
| 54034 | And open perils surest answered. |
| 54035 | OCTAVIUS. Let us do so, for we are at the st... |
| 54036 | And bay'd about with many enemies; |
| 54037 | And some that smile have in their hearts, ... |
| 54038 | Millions of mischiefs. ... |
| 54039 | SCENE II. |
| 54040 | Camp near Sardis. Before Brutus' tent. Drum. |
| 54041 | Enter Brutus, Lucilius, Lucius, and Soldiers; ... |
| 54042 | BRUTUS. Stand, ho! |
| 54043 | LUCILIUS. Give the word, ho, and stand. |
| 54044 | BRUTUS. What now, Lucilius, is Cassius near? |
| 54045 | LUCILIUS. He is at hand, and Pindarus is come |
| 54046 | To do you salutation from his master. |
| 54047 | BRUTUS. He greets me well. Your master, Pind... |
| 54048 | In his own change, or by ill officers, |
| 54049 | Hath given me some worthy cause to wish |
| 54050 | Things done undone; but if he be at hand, |
| 54051 | I shall be satisfied. |
| 54052 | PINDARUS. I do not doubt |
| 54053 | But that my noble master will appear |
| 54054 | Such as he is, full of regard and honor. |
| 54055 | BRUTUS. He is not doubted. A word, Lucilius, |
| 54056 | How he received you. Let me be resolved. |
| 54057 | LUCILIUS. With courtesy and with respect eno... |
| 54058 | But not with such familiar instances, |
| 54059 | Nor with such free and friendly conference, |
| 54060 | As he hath used of old. |
| 54061 | BRUTUS. Thou hast described |
| 54062 | A hot friend cooling. Ever note, Lucilius, |
| 54063 | When love begins to sicken and decay |
| 54064 | It useth an enforced ceremony. |
| 54065 | There are no tricks in plain and simple fa... |
| 54066 | But hollow men, like horses hot at hand, |
| 54067 | Make gallant show and promise of their met... |
| 54068 | But when they should endure the bloody spur, |
| 54069 | They fall their crests and like deceitful ... |
| 54070 | Sink in the trial. Comes his army on? |
| 54071 | LUCILIUS. They meant his night in Sard is to... |
| 54072 | The greater part, the horse in general, |
| 54073 | Are come with Cassius. ... |
| 54074 | BRUTUS. Hark, he is arrived. |
| 54075 | March gently on to meet him. |
| 54076 | Enter Cassius and his Powers. |
| 54077 | CASSIUS. Stand, ho! |
| 54078 | BRUTUS. Stand, ho! Speak the word along. |
| 54079 | FIRST SOLDIER. Stand! |
| 54080 | SECOND SOLDIER. Stand! |
| 54081 | THIRD SOLDIER. Stand! |
| 54082 | CASSIUS. Most noble brother, you have done m... |
| 54083 | BRUTUS. Judge me, you gods! Wrong I mine ene... |
| 54084 | And, if not so, how should I wrong a brother? |
| 54085 | CASSIUS. Brutus, this sober form of yours hi... |
| 54086 | And when you do them- |
| 54087 | BRUTUS. Cassius, be content, |
| 54088 | Speak your griefs softly, I do know you well. |
| 54089 | Before the eyes of both our armies here, |
| 54090 | Which should perceive nothing but love fro... |
| 54091 | Let us not wrangle. Bid them move away; |
| 54092 | Then in my tent, Cassius, enlarge your gri... |
| 54093 | And I will give you audience. |
| 54094 | CASSIUS. Pindarus, |
| 54095 | Bid our commanders lead their charges off |
| 54096 | A little from this ground. |
| 54097 | BRUTUS. Lucilius, do you the like, and let n... |
| 54098 | Come to our tent till we have done our con... |
| 54099 | Let Lucius and Titinius guard our door. ... |
| 54100 | SCENE III. |
| 54101 | Brutus' tent. |
| 54102 | Enter Brutus and Cassius. |
| 54103 | CASSIUS. That you have wrong'd me doth appea... |
| 54104 | You have condemn'd and noted Lucius Pella |
| 54105 | For taking bribes here of the Sardians, |
| 54106 | Wherein my letters, praying on his side, |
| 54107 | Because I knew the man, were slighted off. |
| 54108 | BRUTUS. You wrong'd yourself to write in suc... |
| 54109 | CASSIUS. In such a time as this it is not meet |
| 54110 | That every nice offense should bear his co... |
| 54111 | BRUTUS. Let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself |
| 54112 | Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm, |
| 54113 | To sell and mart your offices for gold |
| 54114 | To undeservers. |
| 54115 | CASSIUS. I an itching palm? |
| 54116 | You know that you are Brutus that speaks t... |
| 54117 | Or, by the gods, this speech were else you... |
| 54118 | BRUTUS. The name of Cassius honors this corr... |
| 54119 | And chastisement doth therefore hide his h... |
| 54120 | CASSIUS. Chastisement? |
| 54121 | BRUTUS. Remember March, the ides of March re... |
| 54122 | Did not great Julius bleed for justice' sake? |
| 54123 | What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, |
| 54124 | And not for justice? What, shall one of us, |
| 54125 | That struck the foremost man of all this w... |
| 54126 | But for supporting robbers, shall we now |
| 54127 | Contaminate our fingers with base bribes |
| 54128 | And sell the mighty space of our large honors |
| 54129 | For so much trash as may be grasped thus? |
| 54130 | I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, |
| 54131 | Than such a Roman. |
| 54132 | CASSIUS. Brutus, bait not me, |
| 54133 | I'll not endure it. You forget yourself |
| 54134 | To hedge me in. I am a soldier, I, |
| 54135 | Older in practice, abler than yourself |
| 54136 | To make conditions. |
| 54137 | BRUTUS. Go to, you are not, Cassius. |
| 54138 | CASSIUS. I am. |
| 54139 | BRUTUS. I say you are not. |
| 54140 | CASSIUS. Urge me no more, I shall forget mys... |
| 54141 | Have mind upon your health, tempt me no fa... |
| 54142 | BRUTUS. Away, slight man! |
| 54143 | CASSIUS. Is't possible? |
| 54144 | BRUTUS. Hear me, for I will speak. |
| 54145 | Must I give way and room to your rash choler? |
| 54146 | Shall I be frighted when a madman stares? |
| 54147 | CASSIUS. O gods, ye gods! Must I endure all ... |
| 54148 | BRUTUS. All this? Ay, more. Fret till your p... |
| 54149 | Go show your slaves how choleric you are, |
| 54150 | And make your bondmen tremble. Must I bouge? |
| 54151 | Must I observe you? Must I stand and crouch |
| 54152 | Under your testy humor? By the gods, |
| 54153 | You shall digest the venom of your spleen, |
| 54154 | Though it do split you, for, from this day... |
| 54155 | I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my lau... |
| 54156 | When you are waspish. |
| 54157 | CASSIUS. Is it come to this? |
| 54158 | BRUTUS. You say you are a better soldier: |
| 54159 | Let it appear so, make your vaunting true, |
| 54160 | And it shall please me well. For mine own ... |
| 54161 | I shall be glad to learn of noble men. |
| 54162 | CASSIUS. You wrong me every way, you wrong m... |
| 54163 | I said, an elder soldier, not a better. |
| 54164 | Did I say "better"? |
| 54165 | BRUTUS. If you did, I care not. |
| 54166 | CASSIUS. When Caesar lived, he durst not thu... |
| 54167 | BRUTUS. Peace, peace! You durst not so have ... |
| 54168 | CASSIUS. I durst not? |
| 54169 | BRUTUS. No. |
| 54170 | CASSIUS. What, durst not tempt him? |
| 54171 | BRUTUS. For your life you durst not. |
| 54172 | CASSIUS. Do not presume too much upon my love; |
| 54173 | I may do that I shall be sorry for. |
| 54174 | BRUTUS. You have done that you should be sor... |
| 54175 | There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats, |
| 54176 | For I am arm'd so strong in honesty, |
| 54177 | That they pass by me as the idle wind |
| 54178 | Which I respect not. I did send to you |
| 54179 | For certain sums of gold, which you denied... |
| 54180 | For I can raise no money by vile means. |
| 54181 | By heaven, I had rather coin my heart |
| 54182 | And drop my blood for drachmas than to wring |
| 54183 | From the hard hands of peasants their vile... |
| 54184 | By any indirection. I did send |
| 54185 | To you for gold to pay my legions, |
| 54186 | Which you denied me. Was that done like Ca... |
| 54187 | Should I have answer'd Caius Cassius so? |
| 54188 | When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous |
| 54189 | To lock such rascal counters from his frie... |
| 54190 | Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts, |
| 54191 | Dash him to pieces! |
| 54192 | CASSIUS. I denied you not. |
| 54193 | BRUTUS. You did. |
| 54194 | CASSIUS. I did not. He was but a fool |
| 54195 | That brought my answer back. Brutus hath r... |
| 54196 | A friend should bear his friend's infirmit... |
| 54197 | But Brutus makes mine greater than they are. |
| 54198 | BRUTUS. I do not, till you practise them on me. |
| 54199 | CASSIUS. You love me not. |
| 54200 | BRUTUS. I do not like your faults. |
| 54201 | CASSIUS. A friendly eye could never see such... |
| 54202 | BRUTUS. A flatterer's would not, though they... |
| 54203 | As huge as high Olympus. |
| 54204 | CASSIUS. Come, Antony, and young Octavius, c... |
| 54205 | Revenge yourselves alone on Cassius, |
| 54206 | For Cassius is aweary of the world: |
| 54207 | Hated by one he loves; braved by his brother; |
| 54208 | Check'd like a bondman; all his faults obs... |
| 54209 | Set in a notebook, learn'd and conn'd by r... |
| 54210 | To cast into my teeth. O, I could weep |
| 54211 | My spirit from mine eyes! There is my dagger, |
| 54212 | And here my naked breast; within, a heart |
| 54213 | Dearer than Pluto's mine, richer than gold. |
| 54214 | If that thou best a Roman, take it forth; |
| 54215 | I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart. |
| 54216 | Strike, as thou didst at Caesar, for I know, |
| 54217 | When thou didst hate him worst, thou loved... |
| 54218 | Than ever thou lovedst Cassius. |
| 54219 | BRUTUS. Sheathe your dagger. |
| 54220 | Be angry when you will, it shall have scope; |
| 54221 | Do what you will, dishonor shall be humor. |
| 54222 | O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb, |
| 54223 | That carries anger as the flint bears fire, |
| 54224 | Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark |
| 54225 | And straight is cold again. |
| 54226 | CASSIUS. Hath Cassius lived |
| 54227 | To be but mirth and laughter to his Brutus, |
| 54228 | When grief and blood ill-temper'd vexeth him? |
| 54229 | BRUTUS. When I spoke that, I was ill-temper'... |
| 54230 | CASSIUS. Do you confess so much? Give me you... |
| 54231 | BRUTUS. And my heart too. |
| 54232 | CASSIUS. O Brutus! |
| 54233 | BRUTUS. What's the matter? |
| 54234 | CASSIUS. Have not you love enough to bear wi... |
| 54235 | When that rash humor which my mother gave me |
| 54236 | Makes me forgetful? |
| 54237 | BRUTUS. Yes, Cassius, and from henceforth, |
| 54238 | When you are overearnest with your Brutus, |
| 54239 | He'll think your mother chides, and leave ... |
| 54240 | POET. [Within.] Let me go in to see the gene... |
| 54241 | There is some grudge between 'em, 'tis not... |
| 54242 | They be alone. |
| 54243 | LUCILIUS. [Within.] You shall not come to them. |
| 54244 | POET. [Within.] Nothing but death shall stay... |
| 54245 | Enter Poet, followed by Lucilius, Titini... |
| 54246 | CASSIUS. How now, what's the matter? |
| 54247 | POET. For shame, you generals! What do you m... |
| 54248 | Love, and be friends, as two such men shou... |
| 54249 | For I have seen more years, I'm sure, than... |
| 54250 | CASSIUS. Ha, ha! How vilely doth this cynic ... |
| 54251 | BRUTUS. Get you hence, sirrah; saucy fellow,... |
| 54252 | CASSIUS. Bear with him, Brutus; 'tis his fas... |
| 54253 | BRUTUS. I'll know his humor when he knows hi... |
| 54254 | What should the wars do with these jigging... |
| 54255 | Companion, hence! |
| 54256 | CASSIUS. Away, away, be gone! ... |
| 54257 | BRUTUS. Lucilius and Titinius, bid the comma... |
| 54258 | Prepare to lodge their companies tonight. |
| 54259 | CASSIUS. And come yourselves and bring Messa... |
| 54260 | Immediately to us. Exeunt Luci... |
| 54261 | BRUTUS. Lucius, a bowl of wine! ... |
| 54262 | CASSIUS. I did not think you could have been... |
| 54263 | BRUTUS. O Cassius, I am sick of many griefs. |
| 54264 | CASSIUS. Of your philosophy you make no use, |
| 54265 | If you give place to accidental evils. |
| 54266 | BRUTUS. No man bears sorrow better. Portia i... |
| 54267 | CASSIUS. Ha? Portia? |
| 54268 | BRUTUS. She is dead. |
| 54269 | CASSIUS. How 'scaped killing when I cross'd ... |
| 54270 | O insupportable and touching loss! |
| 54271 | Upon what sickness? |
| 54272 | BRUTUS. Impatient of my absence, |
| 54273 | And grief that young Octavius with Mark An... |
| 54274 | Have made themselves so strong- for with h... |
| 54275 | That tidings came- with this she fell dist... |
| 54276 | And (her attendants absent) swallow'd fire. |
| 54277 | CASSIUS. And died so? |
| 54278 | BRUTUS. Even so. |
| 54279 | CASSIUS. O ye immortal gods! |
| 54280 | Re-enter Lucius, with wine and ... |
| 54281 | BRUTUS. Speak no more of her. Give me a bowl... |
| 54282 | In this I bury all unkindness, Cassius. ... |
| 54283 | CASSIUS. My heart is thirsty for that noble ... |
| 54284 | Fill, Lucius, till the wine o'erswell the cup; |
| 54285 | I cannot drink too much of Brutus' love. ... |
| 54286 | BRUTUS. Come in, Titinius! ... |
| 54287 | Re-enter Titinius, with Messala. |
| 54288 | Welcome, good Messala. |
| 54289 | Now sit we close about this taper here, |
| 54290 | And call in question our necessities. |
| 54291 | CASSIUS. Portia, art thou gone? |
| 54292 | BRUTUS. No more, I pray you. |
| 54293 | Messala, I have here received letters |
| 54294 | That young Octavius and Mark Antony |
| 54295 | Come down upon us with a mighty power, |
| 54296 | Bending their expedition toward Philippi. |
| 54297 | MESSALA. Myself have letters of the selfsame... |
| 54298 | BRUTUS. With what addition? |
| 54299 | MESSALA. That by proscription and bills of o... |
| 54300 | Octavius, Antony, and Lepidus |
| 54301 | Have put to death an hundred senators. |
| 54302 | BRUTUS. There in our letters do not well agree; |
| 54303 | Mine speak of seventy senators that died |
| 54304 | By their proscriptions, Cicero being one. |
| 54305 | CASSIUS. Cicero one! |
| 54306 | MESSALA. Cicero is dead, |
| 54307 | And by that order of proscription. |
| 54308 | Had you your letters from your wife, my lord? |
| 54309 | BRUTUS. No, Messala. |
| 54310 | MESSALA. Nor nothing in your letters writ of... |
| 54311 | BRUTUS. Nothing, Messala. |
| 54312 | MESSALA. That, methinks, is strange. |
| 54313 | BRUTUS. Why ask you? Hear you aught of her i... |
| 54314 | MESSALA. No, my lord. |
| 54315 | BRUTUS. Now, as you are a Roman, tell me true. |
| 54316 | MESSALA. Then like a Roman bear the truth I ... |
| 54317 | For certain she is dead, and by strange ma... |
| 54318 | BRUTUS. Why, farewell, Portia. We must die, ... |
| 54319 | With meditating that she must die once |
| 54320 | I have the patience to endure it now. |
| 54321 | MESSALA. Even so great men great losses shou... |
| 54322 | CASSIUS. I have as much of this in art as you, |
| 54323 | But yet my nature could not bear it so. |
| 54324 | BRUTUS. Well, to our work alive. What do you... |
| 54325 | Of marching to Philippi presently? |
| 54326 | CASSIUS. I do not think it good. |
| 54327 | BRUTUS. Your reason? |
| 54328 | CASSIUS. This it is: |
| 54329 | 'Tis better that the enemy seek us; |
| 54330 | So shall he waste his means, weary his sol... |
| 54331 | Doing himself offense, whilst we lying still |
| 54332 | Are full of rest, defense, and nimbleness. |
| 54333 | BRUTUS. Good reasons must of force give plac... |
| 54334 | The people 'twixt Philippi and this ground |
| 54335 | Do stand but in a forced affection, |
| 54336 | For they have grudged us contribution. |
| 54337 | The enemy, marching along by them, |
| 54338 | By them shall make a fuller number up, |
| 54339 | Come on refresh'd, new-added, and encouraged; |
| 54340 | From which advantage shall we cut him off |
| 54341 | If at Philippi we do face him there, |
| 54342 | These people at our back. |
| 54343 | CASSIUS. Hear me, good brother. |
| 54344 | BRUTUS. Under your pardon. You must note beside |
| 54345 | That we have tried the utmost of our friends, |
| 54346 | Our legions are brim-full, our cause is ripe: |
| 54347 | The enemy increaseth every day; |
| 54348 | We, at the height, are ready to decline. |
| 54349 | There is a tide in the affairs of men |
| 54350 | Which taken at the flood leads on to fortune; |
| 54351 | Omitted, all the voyage of their life |
| 54352 | Is bound in shallows and in miseries. |
| 54353 | On such a full sea are we now afloat, |
| 54354 | And we must take the current when it serves, |
| 54355 | Or lose our ventures. |
| 54356 | CASSIUS. Then, with your will, go on; |
| 54357 | We'll along ourselves and meet them at Phi... |
| 54358 | BRUTUS. The deep of night is crept upon our ... |
| 54359 | And nature must obey necessity, |
| 54360 | Which we will niggard with a little rest. |
| 54361 | There is no more to say? |
| 54362 | CASSIUS. No more. Good night. |
| 54363 | Early tomorrow will we rise and hence. |
| 54364 | BRUTUS. Lucius! |
| 54365 | Re-enter Lucius. |
| 54366 | My gown. ... |
| 54367 | Farewell, good Messala; |
| 54368 | Good night, Titinius; noble, noble Cassius, |
| 54369 | Good night and good repose. |
| 54370 | CASSIUS. O my dear brother! |
| 54371 | This was an ill beginning of the night. |
| 54372 | Never come such division 'tween our souls! |
| 54373 | Let it not, Brutus. |
| 54374 | BRUTUS. Everything is well. |
| 54375 | CASSIUS. Good night, my lord. |
| 54376 | BRUTUS. Good night, good brother. |
| 54377 | TITINIUS. MESSALA. Good night, Lord Brutus. |
| 54378 | BRUTUS. Farewell, everyone. |
| 54379 | Exeu... |
| 54380 | Re-enter Lucius, with the gown. |
| 54381 | Give me the gown. Where is thy instrument? |
| 54382 | LUCIUS. Here in the tent. |
| 54383 | BRUTUS. What, thou speak'st drowsily? |
| 54384 | Poor knave, I blame thee not, thou art o'e... |
| 54385 | Call Claudio and some other of my men, |
| 54386 | I'll have them sleep on cushions in my tent. |
| 54387 | LUCIUS. Varro and Claudio! |
| 54388 | Enter Varro and Claudio. |
| 54389 | VARRO. Calls my lord? |
| 54390 | BRUTUS. I pray you, sirs, lie in my tent and... |
| 54391 | It may be I shall raise you by and by |
| 54392 | On business to my brother Cassius. |
| 54393 | VARRO. So please you, we will stand and watc... |
| 54394 | BRUTUS. I would not have it so. Lie down, go... |
| 54395 | It may be I shall otherwise bethink me. |
| 54396 | Look Lucius, here's the book I sought for so; |
| 54397 | I put it in the pocket of my gown. |
| 54398 | Varro and... |
| 54399 | LUCIUS. I was sure your lordship did not giv... |
| 54400 | BRUTUS. Bear with me, good boy, I am much fo... |
| 54401 | Canst thou hold up thy heavy eyes awhile, |
| 54402 | And touch thy instrument a strain or two? |
| 54403 | LUCIUS. Ay, my lord, an't please you. |
| 54404 | BRUTUS. It does, my boy. |
| 54405 | I trouble thee too much, but thou art will... |
| 54406 | LUCIUS. It is my duty, sir. |
| 54407 | BRUTUS. I should not urge thy duty past thy ... |
| 54408 | I know young bloods look for a time of rest. |
| 54409 | LUCIUS. I have slept, my lord, already. |
| 54410 | BRUTUS. It was well done, and thou shalt sle... |
| 54411 | I will not hold thee long. If I do live, |
| 54412 | I will be good to thee. ... |
| 54413 | This is a sleepy tune. O murtherous slumber, |
| 54414 | Layest thou thy leaden mace upon my boy |
| 54415 | That plays thee music? Gentle knave, good ... |
| 54416 | I will not do thee so much wrong to wake t... |
| 54417 | If thou dost nod, thou break'st thy instru... |
| 54418 | I'll take it from thee; and, good boy, goo... |
| 54419 | Let me see, let me see; is not the leaf tu... |
| 54420 | Where I left reading? Here it is, I think.... |
| 54421 | Enter the Ghost of Caesar. |
| 54422 | How ill this taper burns! Ha, who comes here? |
| 54423 | I think it is the weakness of mine eyes |
| 54424 | That shapes this monstrous apparition. |
| 54425 | It comes upon me. Art thou anything? |
| 54426 | Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil |
| 54427 | That makest my blood cold and my hair to s... |
| 54428 | Speak to me what thou art. |
| 54429 | GHOST. Thy evil spirit, Brutus. |
| 54430 | BRUTUS. Why comest thou? |
| 54431 | GHOST. To tell thee thou shalt see me at Phi... |
| 54432 | BRUTUS. Well, then I shall see thee again? |
| 54433 | GHOST. Ay, at Philippi. |
| 54434 | BRUTUS. Why, I will see thee at Philippi the... |
| 54435 | Now I have taken heart thou vanishest. |
| 54436 | Ill spirit, I would hold more talk with thee. |
| 54437 | Boy! Lucius! Varro! Claudio! Sirs, awake! |
| 54438 | Claudio! |
| 54439 | LUCIUS. The strings, my lord, are false. |
| 54440 | BRUTUS. He thinks he still is at his instrum... |
| 54441 | Lucius, awake! |
| 54442 | LUCIUS. My lord? |
| 54443 | BRUTUS. Didst thou dream, Lucius, that thou ... |
| 54444 | LUCIUS. My lord, I do not know that I did cry. |
| 54445 | BRUTUS. Yes, that thou didst. Didst thou see... |
| 54446 | LUCIUS. Nothing, my lord. |
| 54447 | BRUTUS. Sleep again, Lucius. Sirrah Claudio! |
| 54448 | [To Varro.] Fellow thou, awake! |
| 54449 | VARRO. My lord? |
| 54450 | CLAUDIO. My lord? |
| 54451 | BRUTUS. Why did you so cry out, sirs, in you... |
| 54452 | VARRO. CLAUDIO. Did we, my lord? |
| 54453 | BRUTUS. Ay, saw you anything? |
| 54454 | VARRO. No, my lord, I saw nothing. |
| 54455 | CLAUDIO. Nor I, my lord. |
| 54456 | BRUTUS. Go and commend me to my brother Cass... |
| 54457 | Bid him set on his powers betimes before, |
| 54458 | And we will follow. |
| 54459 | VARRO. CLAUDIO. It shall be done, my lord. ... |
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| 54468 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 54469 | The plains of Philippi. |
| 54470 | Enter Octavius, Antony, and their Army. |
| 54471 | OCTAVIUS. Now, Antony, our hopes are answered. |
| 54472 | You said the enemy would not come down, |
| 54473 | But keep the hills and upper regions. |
| 54474 | It proves not so. Their battles are at hand; |
| 54475 | They mean to warn us at Philippi here, |
| 54476 | Answering before we do demand of them. |
| 54477 | ANTONY. Tut, I am in their bosoms, and I know |
| 54478 | Wherefore they do it. They could be content |
| 54479 | To visit other places, and come down |
| 54480 | With fearful bravery, thinking by this face |
| 54481 | To fasten in our thoughts that they have c... |
| 54482 | But 'tis not so. |
| 54483 | Enter a Messenger. |
| 54484 | MESSENGER. Prepare you, generals. |
| 54485 | The enemy comes on in gallant show; |
| 54486 | Their bloody sign of battle is hung out, |
| 54487 | And something to be done immediately. |
| 54488 | ANTONY. Octavius, lead your battle softly on, |
| 54489 | Upon the left hand of the even field. |
| 54490 | OCTAVIUS. Upon the right hand I, keep thou t... |
| 54491 | ANTONY. Why do you cross me in this exigent? |
| 54492 | OCTAVIUS. I do not cross you, but I will do so. |
| 54493 | March. Drum. Enter Brutus, Cassius, and ... |
| 54494 | Lucilius, Titinius, Messala, and ot... |
| 54495 | BRUTUS. They stand, and would have parley. |
| 54496 | CASSIUS. Stand fast, Titinius; we must out a... |
| 54497 | OCTAVIUS. Mark Antony, shall we give sign of... |
| 54498 | ANTONY. No, Caesar, we will answer on their ... |
| 54499 | Make forth, the generals would have some w... |
| 54500 | OCTAVIUS. Stir not until the signal not unti... |
| 54501 | BRUTUS. Words before blows. Is it so, countr... |
| 54502 | OCTAVIUS. Not that we love words better, as ... |
| 54503 | BRUTUS. Good words are better than bad strok... |
| 54504 | ANTONY. In your bad strokes, Brutus, you giv... |
| 54505 | Witness the hole you made in Caesar's heart, |
| 54506 | Crying "Long live! Hail, Caesar!" |
| 54507 | CASSIUS. Antony, |
| 54508 | The posture of your blows are yet unknown; |
| 54509 | But for your words, they rob the Hybla bees, |
| 54510 | And leave them honeyless. |
| 54511 | ANTONY. Not stingless too. |
| 54512 | BRUTUS. O, yes, and soundless too, |
| 54513 | For you have stol'n their buzzing, Antony, |
| 54514 | And very wisely threat before you sting. |
| 54515 | ANTONY. Villains! You did not so when your v... |
| 54516 | Hack'd one another in the sides of Caesar. |
| 54517 | You show'd your teeth like apes, and fawn'... |
| 54518 | And bow'd like bondmen, kissing Caesar's f... |
| 54519 | Whilst damned Casca, like a cur, behind |
| 54520 | Strooke Caesar on the neck. O you flatterers! |
| 54521 | CASSIUS. Flatterers? Now, Brutus, thank your... |
| 54522 | This tongue had not offended so today, |
| 54523 | If Cassius might have ruled. |
| 54524 | OCTAVIUS. Come, come, the cause. If arguing ... |
| 54525 | The proof of it will turn to redder drops. |
| 54526 | Look, |
| 54527 | I draw a sword against conspirators; |
| 54528 | When think you that the sword goes up again? |
| 54529 | Never, till Caesar's three and thirty wounds |
| 54530 | Be well avenged, or till another Caesar |
| 54531 | Have added slaughter to the sword of trait... |
| 54532 | BRUTUS. Caesar, thou canst not die by traito... |
| 54533 | Unless thou bring'st them with thee. |
| 54534 | OCTAVIUS. So I hope, |
| 54535 | I was not born to die on Brutus' sword. |
| 54536 | BRUTUS. O, if thou wert the noblest of thy s... |
| 54537 | Young man, thou couldst not die more honor... |
| 54538 | CASSIUS. A peevish school boy, worthless of ... |
| 54539 | Join'd with a masker and a reveler! |
| 54540 | ANTONY. Old Cassius still! |
| 54541 | OCTAVIUS. Come, Antony, away! |
| 54542 | Defiance, traitors, hurl we in your teeth. |
| 54543 | If you dare fight today, come to the field; |
| 54544 | If not, when you have stomachs. |
| 54545 | Exeunt Octavius, Anton... |
| 54546 | CASSIUS. Why, now, blow and, swell billow, a... |
| 54547 | The storm is up, and all is on the hazard. |
| 54548 | BRUTUS. Ho, Lucilius! Hark, a word with you. |
| 54549 | LUCILIUS. [Stands forth.] My lord? |
| 54550 | Brutus and Lucili... |
| 54551 | CASSIUS. Messala! |
| 54552 | MESSALA. [Stands forth.] What says my general? |
| 54553 | CASSIUS. Messala, |
| 54554 | This is my birthday, as this very day |
| 54555 | Was Cassius born. Give me thy hand, Messala. |
| 54556 | Be thou my witness that, against my will, |
| 54557 | As Pompey was, am I compell'd to set |
| 54558 | Upon one battle all our liberties. |
| 54559 | You know that I held Epicurus strong, |
| 54560 | And his opinion. Now I change my mind, |
| 54561 | And partly credit things that do presage. |
| 54562 | Coming from Sardis, on our former ensign |
| 54563 | Two mighty eagles fell, and there they per... |
| 54564 | Gorging and feeding from our soldiers' hands, |
| 54565 | Who to Philippi here consorted us. |
| 54566 | This morning are they fled away and gone, |
| 54567 | And in their steads do ravens, crows, and ... |
| 54568 | Fly o'er our heads and downward look on us, |
| 54569 | As we were sickly prey. Their shadows seem |
| 54570 | A canopy most fatal, under which |
| 54571 | Our army lies, ready to give up the ghost. |
| 54572 | MESSALA. Believe not so. |
| 54573 | CASSIUS. I but believe it partly, |
| 54574 | For I am fresh of spirit and resolved |
| 54575 | To meet all perils very constantly. |
| 54576 | BRUTUS. Even so, Lucilius. |
| 54577 | CASSIUS. Now, most noble Brutus, |
| 54578 | The gods today stand friendly that we may, |
| 54579 | Lovers in peace, lead on our days to age! |
| 54580 | But, since the affairs of men rest still i... |
| 54581 | Let's reason with the worst that may befall. |
| 54582 | If we do lose this battle, then is this |
| 54583 | The very last time we shall speak together. |
| 54584 | What are you then determined to do? |
| 54585 | BRUTUS. Even by the rule of that philosophy |
| 54586 | By which I did blame Cato for the death |
| 54587 | Which he did give himself- I know not how, |
| 54588 | But I do find it cowardly and vile, |
| 54589 | For fear of what might fall, so to prevent |
| 54590 | The time of life- arming myself with patience |
| 54591 | To stay the providence of some high powers |
| 54592 | That govern us below. |
| 54593 | CASSIUS. Then, if we lose this battle, |
| 54594 | You are contented to be led in triumph |
| 54595 | Thorough the streets of Rome? |
| 54596 | BRUTUS. No, Cassius, no. Think not, thou nob... |
| 54597 | That ever Brutus will go bound to Rome; |
| 54598 | He bears too great a mind. But this same day |
| 54599 | Must end that work the ides of March begun. |
| 54600 | And whether we shall meet again I know not. |
| 54601 | Therefore our everlasting farewell take. |
| 54602 | Forever, and forever, farewell, Cassius! |
| 54603 | If we do meet again, why, we shall smile; |
| 54604 | If not, why then this parting was well made. |
| 54605 | CASSIUS. Forever and forever farewell, Brutus! |
| 54606 | If we do meet again, we'll smile indeed; |
| 54607 | If not, 'tis true this parting was well made. |
| 54608 | BRUTUS. Why then, lead on. O, that a man mig... |
| 54609 | The end of this day's business ere it come! |
| 54610 | But it sufficeth that the day will end, |
| 54611 | And then the end is known. Come, ho! Away!... |
| 54612 | SCENE II. |
| 54613 | The field of battle. |
| 54614 | Alarum. Enter Brutus and Messala. |
| 54615 | BRUTUS. Ride, ride, Messala, ride, and give ... |
| 54616 | Unto the legions on the other side. ... |
| 54617 | Let them set on at once, for I perceive |
| 54618 | But cold demeanor in Octavia's wing, |
| 54619 | And sudden push gives them the overthrow. |
| 54620 | Ride, ride, Messala. Let them all come dow... |
| 54621 | SCENE III. |
| 54622 | Another part of the field. |
| 54623 | Alarums. Enter Cassius and Titinius. |
| 54624 | CASSIUS. O, look, Titinius, look, the villai... |
| 54625 | Myself have to mine own turn'd enemy. |
| 54626 | This ensign here of mine was turning back; |
| 54627 | I slew the coward, and did take it from him. |
| 54628 | TITINIUS. O Cassius, Brutus gave the word to... |
| 54629 | Who, having some advantage on Octavius, |
| 54630 | Took it too eagerly. His soldiers fell to ... |
| 54631 | Whilst we by Antony are all enclosed. |
| 54632 | Enter Pindarus. |
| 54633 | PINDARUS. Fly further off, my lord, fly furt... |
| 54634 | Mark Antony is in your tents, my lord; |
| 54635 | Fly, therefore, noble Cassius, fly far off. |
| 54636 | CASSIUS. This hill is far enough. Look, look... |
| 54637 | Are those my tents where I perceive the fire? |
| 54638 | TITINIUS. They are, my lord. |
| 54639 | CASSIUS. Titinius, if thou lovest me, |
| 54640 | Mount thou my horse and hide thy spurs in ... |
| 54641 | Till he have brought thee up to yonder troops |
| 54642 | And here again, that I may rest assured |
| 54643 | Whether yond troops are friend or enemy. |
| 54644 | TITINIUS. I will be here again, even with a ... |
| 54645 | CASSIUS. Go, Pindarus, get higher on that hill; |
| 54646 | My sight was ever thick; regard Titinius, |
| 54647 | And tell me what thou notest about the field. |
| 54648 | Pindarus... |
| 54649 | This day I breathed first: time is come ro... |
| 54650 | And where I did begin, there shall I end; |
| 54651 | My life is run his compass. Sirrah, what n... |
| 54652 | PINDARUS. [Above.] O my lord! |
| 54653 | CASSIUS. What news? |
| 54654 | PINDARUS. [Above.] Titinius is enclosed roun... |
| 54655 | With horsemen, that make to him on the spur; |
| 54656 | Yet he spurs on. Now they are almost on him. |
| 54657 | Now, Titinius! Now some light. O, he light... |
| 54658 | He's ta'en [Shout.] And, hark! They shout ... |
| 54659 | CASSIUS. Come down; behold no more. |
| 54660 | O, coward that I am, to live so long, |
| 54661 | To see my best friend ta'en before my face! |
| 54662 | ... |
| 54663 | Come hither, sirrah. |
| 54664 | In Parthia did I take thee prisoner, |
| 54665 | And then I swore thee, saving of thy life, |
| 54666 | That whatsoever I did bid thee do, |
| 54667 | Thou shouldst attempt it. Come now, keep t... |
| 54668 | Now be a freeman, and with this good sword, |
| 54669 | That ran through Caesar's bowels, search t... |
| 54670 | Stand not to answer: here, take thou the h... |
| 54671 | And when my face is cover'd, as 'tis now, |
| 54672 | Guide thou the sword. [Pindarus stabs him.... |
| 54673 | revenged, |
| 54674 | Even with the sword that kill'd thee. ... |
| 54675 | PINDARUS. So, I am free, yet would not so ha... |
| 54676 | Durst I have done my will. O Cassius! |
| 54677 | Far from this country Pindarus shall run, |
| 54678 | Where never Roman shall take note of him. ... |
| 54679 | Re-enter Titinius with Messala. |
| 54680 | MESSALA. It is but change, Titinius, for Oct... |
| 54681 | Is overthrown by noble Brutus' power, |
| 54682 | As Cassius' legions are by Antony. |
| 54683 | TITINIUS. These tidings would well comfort C... |
| 54684 | MESSALA. Where did you leave him? |
| 54685 | TITINIUS. All disconsolate, |
| 54686 | With Pindarus his bondman, on this hill. |
| 54687 | MESSALA. Is not that he that lies upon the g... |
| 54688 | TITINIUS. He lies not like the living. O my ... |
| 54689 | MESSALA. Is not that he? |
| 54690 | TITINIUS. No, this was he, Messala, |
| 54691 | But Cassius is no more. O setting sun, |
| 54692 | As in thy red rays thou dost sink to night, |
| 54693 | So in his red blood Cassius' day is set, |
| 54694 | The sun of Rome is set! Our day is gone; |
| 54695 | Clouds, dews, and dangers come; our deeds ... |
| 54696 | Mistrust of my success hath done this deed. |
| 54697 | MESSALA. Mistrust of good success hath done ... |
| 54698 | O hateful error, melancholy's child, |
| 54699 | Why dost thou show to the apt thoughts of men |
| 54700 | The things that are not? O error, soon con... |
| 54701 | Thou never comest unto a happy birth, |
| 54702 | But kill'st the mother that engender'd thee! |
| 54703 | TITINIUS. What, Pindarus! Where art thou, Pi... |
| 54704 | MESSALA. Seek him, Titinius, whilst I go to ... |
| 54705 | The noble Brutus, thrusting this report |
| 54706 | Into his ears. I may say "thrusting" it, |
| 54707 | For piercing steel and darts envenomed |
| 54708 | Shall be as welcome to the ears of Brutus |
| 54709 | As tidings of this sight. |
| 54710 | TITINIUS. Hie you, Messala, |
| 54711 | And I will seek for Pindarus the while. ... |
| 54712 | Why didst thou send me forth, brave Cassius? |
| 54713 | Did I not meet thy friends? And did not they |
| 54714 | Put on my brows this wreath of victory, |
| 54715 | And bid me give it thee? Didst thou not he... |
| 54716 | Alas, thou hast misconstrued everything! |
| 54717 | But, hold thee, take this garland on thy b... |
| 54718 | Thy Brutus bid me give it thee, and I |
| 54719 | Will do his bidding. Brutus, come apace, |
| 54720 | And see how I regarded Caius Cassius. |
| 54721 | By your leave, gods, this is a Roman's part. |
| 54722 | Come, Cassius' sword, and find Titinius' h... |
| 54723 | ... |
| 54724 | Alarum. Re-enter Messala, with Brutus, ... |
| 54725 | and others. |
| 54726 | BRUTUS. Where, where, Messala, doth his body... |
| 54727 | MESSALA. Lo, yonder, and Titinius mourning it. |
| 54728 | BRUTUS. Titinius' face is upward. |
| 54729 | CATO. He is slain. |
| 54730 | BRUTUS. O Julius Caesar, thou art mighty yet! |
| 54731 | Thy spirit walks abroad, and turns our swords |
| 54732 | In our own proper entrails. ... |
| 54733 | CATO. Brave Titinius! |
| 54734 | Look whe'er he have not crown'd dead Cassi... |
| 54735 | BRUTUS. Are yet two Romans living such as th... |
| 54736 | The last of all the Romans, fare thee well! |
| 54737 | It is impossible that ever Rome |
| 54738 | Should breed thy fellow. Friends, I owe mo... |
| 54739 | To this dead man than you shall see me pay. |
| 54740 | I shall find time, Cassius, I shall find t... |
| 54741 | Come therefore, and to Thasos send his body; |
| 54742 | His funerals shall not be in our camp, |
| 54743 | Lest it discomfort us. Lucilius, come, |
| 54744 | And come, young Cato; let us to the field. |
| 54745 | Labio and Flavio, set our battles on. |
| 54746 | 'Tis three o'clock, and Romans, yet ere night |
| 54747 | We shall try fortune in a second fight. ... |
| 54748 | SCENE IV. |
| 54749 | Another part of the field. |
| 54750 | Alarum. Enter, fighting, Soldiers of both armi... |
| 54751 | Lucilius, and others. |
| 54752 | BRUTUS. Yet, countrymen, O, yet hold up your... |
| 54753 | CATO. What bastard doth not? Who will go wit... |
| 54754 | I will proclaim my name about the field. |
| 54755 | I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho! |
| 54756 | A foe to tyrants, and my country's friend. |
| 54757 | I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho! |
| 54758 | BRUTUS. And I am Brutus, Marcus Brutus, I; |
| 54759 | Brutus, my country's friend; know me for B... |
| 54760 | LUCILIUS. O young and noble Cato, art thou d... |
| 54761 | Why, now thou diest as bravely as Titinius, |
| 54762 | And mayst be honor'd, being Cato's son. |
| 54763 | FIRST SOLDIER. Yield, or thou diest. |
| 54764 | LUCILIUS. Only I yield to die. |
| 54765 | [Offers money.] There is so much that thou... |
| 54766 | Kill Brutus, and be honor'd in his death. |
| 54767 | FIRST SOLDIER. We must not. A noble prisoner! |
| 54768 | SECOND SOLDIER. Room, ho! Tell Antony, Brutu... |
| 54769 | FIRST SOLDIER. I'll tell the news. Here come... |
| 54770 | Enter Antony. |
| 54771 | Brutus is ta'en, Brutus is ta'en, my lord. |
| 54772 | ANTONY. Where is he? |
| 54773 | LUCILIUS. Safe, Antony, Brutus is safe enough. |
| 54774 | I dare assure thee that no enemy |
| 54775 | Shall ever take alive the noble Brutus; |
| 54776 | The gods defend him from so great a shame! |
| 54777 | When you do find him, or alive or dead, |
| 54778 | He will be found like Brutus, like himself. |
| 54779 | ANTONY. This is not Brutus, friend, but, I a... |
| 54780 | A prize no less in worth. Keep this man safe, |
| 54781 | Give him all kindness; I had rather have |
| 54782 | Such men my friends than enemies. Go on, |
| 54783 | And see wheer Brutus be alive or dead, |
| 54784 | And bring us word unto Octavius' tent |
| 54785 | How everything is chanced. ... |
| 54786 | SCENE V. |
| 54787 | Another part of the field. |
| 54788 | Enter Brutus, Dardanius, Clitus, Strato, and V... |
| 54789 | BRUTUS. Come, poor remains of friends, rest ... |
| 54790 | CLITUS. Statilius show'd the torchlight, but... |
| 54791 | He came not back. He is or ta'en or slain. |
| 54792 | BRUTUS. Sit thee down, Clitus. Slaying is th... |
| 54793 | It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus... |
| 54794 | CLITUS. What, I, my lord? No, not for all th... |
| 54795 | BRUTUS. Peace then, no words. |
| 54796 | CLITUS. I'll rather kill myself. |
| 54797 | BRUTUS. Hark thee, Dardanius. ... |
| 54798 | DARDANIUS. Shall I do such a deed? |
| 54799 | CLITUS. O Dardanius! |
| 54800 | DARDANIUS. O Clitus! |
| 54801 | CLITUS. What ill request did Brutus make to ... |
| 54802 | DARDANIUS. To kill him, Clitus. Look, he med... |
| 54803 | CLITUS. Now is that noble vessel full of grief, |
| 54804 | That it runs over even at his eyes. |
| 54805 | BRUTUS. Come hither, good Volumnius, list a ... |
| 54806 | VOLUMNIUS. What says my lord? |
| 54807 | BRUTUS. Why, this, Volumnius: |
| 54808 | The ghost of Caesar hath appear'd to me |
| 54809 | Two several times by night; at Sardis once, |
| 54810 | And this last night here in Philippi fields. |
| 54811 | I know my hour is come. |
| 54812 | VOLUMNIUS. Not so, my lord. |
| 54813 | BRUTUS. Nay I am sure it is, Volumnius. |
| 54814 | Thou seest the world, Volumnius, how it goes; |
| 54815 | Our enemies have beat us to the pit; ... |
| 54816 | It is more worthy to leap in ourselves |
| 54817 | Than tarry till they push us. Good Volumnius, |
| 54818 | Thou know'st that we two went to school to... |
| 54819 | Even for that our love of old, I prithee, |
| 54820 | Hold thou my sword-hilts, whilst I run on it. |
| 54821 | VOLUMNIUS. That's not an office for a friend... |
| 54822 | ... |
| 54823 | CLITUS. Fly, fly, my lord, there is no tarry... |
| 54824 | BRUTUS. Farewell to you, and you, and you, V... |
| 54825 | Strato, thou hast been all this while asle... |
| 54826 | Farewell to thee too, Strato. Countrymen, |
| 54827 | My heart doth joy that yet in all my life |
| 54828 | I found no man but he was true to me. |
| 54829 | I shall have glory by this losing day, |
| 54830 | More than Octavius and Mark Antony |
| 54831 | By this vile conquest shall attain unto. |
| 54832 | So, fare you well at once, for Brutus' tongue |
| 54833 | Hath almost ended his life's history. |
| 54834 | Night hangs upon mine eyes, my bones would... |
| 54835 | That have but labor'd to attain this hour. |
| 54836 | Alarum. Cry within... |
| 54837 | CLITUS. Fly, my lord, fly. |
| 54838 | BRUTUS. Hence! I will follow. |
| 54839 | Exeunt Clitus, Dardani... |
| 54840 | I prithee, Strato, stay thou by thy lord. |
| 54841 | Thou art a fellow of a good respect; |
| 54842 | Thy life hath had some smatch of honor in it. |
| 54843 | Hold then my sword, and turn away thy face, |
| 54844 | While I do run upon it. Wilt thou, Strato? |
| 54845 | STRATO. Give me your hand first. Fare you we... |
| 54846 | BRUTUS. Farewell, good Strato. ... |
| 54847 | Caesar, now be still; |
| 54848 | I kill'd not thee with half so good a will... |
| 54849 | Alarum. Retreat. Enter Octavius, Antony, ... |
| 54850 | Lucilius, and the Army. |
| 54851 | OCTAVIUS. What man is that? |
| 54852 | MESSALA. My master's man. Strato, where is t... |
| 54853 | STRATO. Free from the bondage you are in, Me... |
| 54854 | The conquerors can but make a fire of him; |
| 54855 | For Brutus only overcame himself, |
| 54856 | And no man else hath honor by his death. |
| 54857 | LUCILIUS. So Brutus should be found. I thank... |
| 54858 | That thou hast proved Lucilius' saying true. |
| 54859 | OCTAVIUS. All that served Brutus, I will ent... |
| 54860 | Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me? |
| 54861 | STRATO. Ay, if Messala will prefer me to you. |
| 54862 | OCTAVIUS. Do so, good Messala. |
| 54863 | MESSALA. How died my master, Strato? |
| 54864 | STRATO. I held the sword, and he did run on it. |
| 54865 | MESSALA. Octavius, then take him to follow thee |
| 54866 | That did the latest service to my master. |
| 54867 | ANTONY. This was the noblest Roman of them all. |
| 54868 | All the conspirators, save only he, |
| 54869 | Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; |
| 54870 | He only, in a general honest thought |
| 54871 | And common good to all, made one of them. |
| 54872 | His life was gentle, and the elements |
| 54873 | So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up |
| 54874 | And say to all the world, "This was a man!" |
| 54875 | OCTAVIUS. According to his virtue let us use... |
| 54876 | With all respect and rites of burial. |
| 54877 | Within my tent his bones tonight shall lie, |
| 54878 | Most like a soldier, ordered honorably. |
| 54879 | So call the field to rest, and let's away, |
| 54880 | To part the glories of this happy day. ... |
| 54881 | THE END |
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| 54890 | 1606 |
| 54891 | THE TRAGEDY OF KING LEAR |
| 54892 | by William Shakespeare |
| 54893 | Dramatis Personae |
| 54894 | Lear, King of Britain. |
| 54895 | King of France. |
| 54896 | Duke of Burgundy. |
| 54897 | Duke of Cornwall. |
| 54898 | Duke of Albany. |
| 54899 | Earl of Kent. |
| 54900 | Earl of Gloucester. |
| 54901 | Edgar, son of Gloucester. |
| 54902 | Edmund, bastard son to Gloucester. |
| 54903 | Curan, a courtier. |
| 54904 | Old Man, tenant to Gloucester. |
| 54905 | Doctor. |
| 54906 | Lear's Fool. |
| 54907 | Oswald, steward to Goneril. |
| 54908 | A Captain under Edmund's command. |
| 54909 | Gentlemen. |
| 54910 | A Herald. |
| 54911 | Servants to Cornwall. |
| 54912 | Goneril, daughter to Lear. |
| 54913 | Regan, daughter to Lear. |
| 54914 | Cordelia, daughter to Lear. |
| 54915 | Knights attending on Lear, Officers, Mes... |
| 54916 | Attendants. |
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| 54919 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 54920 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 54921 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
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| 54925 | Scene: - Britain. |
| 54926 | ACT I. Scene I. |
| 54927 | [King Lear's Palace.] |
| 54928 | Enter Kent, Gloucester, and Edmund. [Kent and ... |
| 54929 | Edmund stands back.] |
| 54930 | Kent. I thought the King had more affected t... |
| 54931 | Cornwall. |
| 54932 | Glou. It did always seem so to us; but now, ... |
| 54933 | kingdom, it appears not which of the Duke... |
| 54934 | equalities are so weigh'd that curiosity ... |
| 54935 | choice of either's moiety. |
| 54936 | Kent. Is not this your son, my lord? |
| 54937 | Glou. His breeding, sir, hath been at my cha... |
| 54938 | blush'd to acknowledge him that now I am ... |
| 54939 | Kent. I cannot conceive you. |
| 54940 | Glou. Sir, this young fellow's mother could;... |
| 54941 | round-womb'd, and had indeed, sir, a son ... |
| 54942 | had a husband for her bed. Do you smell a... |
| 54943 | Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the is... |
| 54944 | proper. |
| 54945 | Glou. But I have, sir, a son by order of law... |
| 54946 | this, who yet is no dearer in my account.... |
| 54947 | something saucily into the world before h... |
| 54948 | his mother fair, there was good sport at ... |
| 54949 | whoreson must be acknowledged.- Do you kn... |
| 54950 | Edmund? |
| 54951 | Edm. [comes forward] No, my lord. |
| 54952 | Glou. My Lord of Kent. Remember him hereafte... |
| 54953 | friend. |
| 54954 | Edm. My services to your lordship. |
| 54955 | Kent. I must love you, and sue to know you b... |
| 54956 | Edm. Sir, I shall study deserving. |
| 54957 | Glou. He hath been out nine years, and away ... |
| 54958 | ... |
| 54959 | The King is coming. |
| 54960 | Enter one bearing a coronet; then Lear; ... |
| 54961 | Albany and Cornwall; next, Goneril, Rega... |
| 54962 | Followers. |
| 54963 | Lear. Attend the lords of France and Burgund... |
| 54964 | Glou. I shall, my liege. |
| 54965 | Exeunt [Glouc... |
| 54966 | Lear. Meantime we shall express our darker p... |
| 54967 | Give me the map there. Know we have divid... |
| 54968 | In three our kingdom; and 'tis our fast i... |
| 54969 | To shake all cares and business from our ... |
| 54970 | Conferring them on younger strengths whil... |
| 54971 | Unburthen'd crawl toward death. Our son o... |
| 54972 | And you, our no less loving son of Albany, |
| 54973 | We have this hour a constant will to publish |
| 54974 | Our daughters' several dowers, that futur... |
| 54975 | May be prevented now. The princes, France... |
| 54976 | Great rivals in our youngest daughter's l... |
| 54977 | Long in our court have made their amorous... |
| 54978 | And here are to be answer'd. Tell me, my ... |
| 54979 | (Since now we will divest us both of rule, |
| 54980 | Interest of territory, cares of state), |
| 54981 | Which of you shall we say doth love us most? |
| 54982 | That we our largest bounty may extend |
| 54983 | Where nature doth with merit challenge. G... |
| 54984 | Our eldest-born, speak first. |
| 54985 | Gon. Sir, I love you more than words can wie... |
| 54986 | Dearer than eyesight, space, and liberty; |
| 54987 | Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare; |
| 54988 | No less than life, with grace, health, be... |
| 54989 | As much as child e'er lov'd, or father fo... |
| 54990 | A love that makes breath poor, and speech... |
| 54991 | Beyond all manner of so much I love you. |
| 54992 | Cor. [aside] What shall Cordelia speak? Love... |
| 54993 | Lear. Of all these bounds, even from this li... |
| 54994 | With shadowy forests and with champains r... |
| 54995 | With plenteous rivers and wide-skirted me... |
| 54996 | We make thee lady. To thine and Albany's ... |
| 54997 | Be this perpetual.- What says our second ... |
| 54998 | Our dearest Regan, wife to Cornwall? Speak. |
| 54999 | Reg. Sir, I am made |
| 55000 | Of the selfsame metal that my sister is, |
| 55001 | And prize me at her worth. In my true heart |
| 55002 | I find she names my very deed of love; |
| 55003 | Only she comes too short, that I profess |
| 55004 | Myself an enemy to all other joys |
| 55005 | Which the most precious square of sense p... |
| 55006 | And find I am alone felicitate |
| 55007 | In your dear Highness' love. |
| 55008 | Cor. [aside] Then poor Cordelia! |
| 55009 | And yet not so; since I am sure my love's |
| 55010 | More richer than my tongue. |
| 55011 | Lear. To thee and thine hereditary ever |
| 55012 | Remain this ample third of our fair kingdom, |
| 55013 | No less in space, validity, and pleasure |
| 55014 | Than that conferr'd on Goneril.- Now, our... |
| 55015 | Although the last, not least; to whose yo... |
| 55016 | The vines of France and milk of Burgundy |
| 55017 | Strive to be interest; what can you say t... |
| 55018 | A third more opulent than your sisters? S... |
| 55019 | Cor. Nothing, my lord. |
| 55020 | Lear. Nothing? |
| 55021 | Cor. Nothing. |
| 55022 | Lear. Nothing can come of nothing. Speak again. |
| 55023 | Cor. Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave |
| 55024 | My heart into my mouth. I love your Majesty |
| 55025 | According to my bond; no more nor less. |
| 55026 | Lear. How, how, Cordelia? Mend your speech a... |
| 55027 | Lest it may mar your fortunes. |
| 55028 | Cor. Good my lord, |
| 55029 | You have begot me, bred me, lov'd me; I |
| 55030 | Return those duties back as are right fit, |
| 55031 | Obey you, love you, and most honour you. |
| 55032 | Why have my sisters husbands, if they say |
| 55033 | They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, |
| 55034 | That lord whose hand must take my plight ... |
| 55035 | Half my love with him, half my care and d... |
| 55036 | Sure I shall never marry like my sisters, |
| 55037 | To love my father all. |
| 55038 | Lear. But goes thy heart with this? |
| 55039 | Cor. Ay, good my lord. |
| 55040 | Lear. So young, and so untender? |
| 55041 | Cor. So young, my lord, and true. |
| 55042 | Lear. Let it be so! thy truth then be thy do... |
| 55043 | For, by the sacred radiance of the sun, |
| 55044 | The mysteries of Hecate and the night; |
| 55045 | By all the operation of the orbs |
| 55046 | From whom we do exist and cease to be; |
| 55047 | Here I disclaim all my paternal care, |
| 55048 | Propinquity and property of blood, |
| 55049 | And as a stranger to my heart and me |
| 55050 | Hold thee from this for ever. The barbaro... |
| 55051 | Or he that makes his generation messes |
| 55052 | To gorge his appetite, shall to my bosom |
| 55053 | Be as well neighbour'd, pitied, and relie... |
| 55054 | As thou my sometime daughter. |
| 55055 | Kent. Good my liege- |
| 55056 | Lear. Peace, Kent! |
| 55057 | Come not between the dragon and his wrath. |
| 55058 | I lov'd her most, and thought to set my rest |
| 55059 | On her kind nursery.- Hence and avoid my ... |
| 55060 | So be my grave my peace as here I give |
| 55061 | Her father's heart from her! Call France!... |
| 55062 | Call Burgundy! Cornwall and Albany, |
| 55063 | With my two daughters' dowers digest this... |
| 55064 | Let pride, which she calls plainness, mar... |
| 55065 | I do invest you jointly in my power, |
| 55066 | Preeminence, and all the large effects |
| 55067 | That troop with majesty. Ourself, by mont... |
| 55068 | With reservation of an hundred knights, |
| 55069 | By you to be sustain'd, shall our abode |
| 55070 | Make with you by due turns. Only we still... |
| 55071 | The name, and all th' additions to a king... |
| 55072 | Revenue, execution of the rest, |
| 55073 | Beloved sons, be yours; which to confirm, |
| 55074 | This coronet part betwixt you. |
| 55075 | Kent. Royal Lear, |
| 55076 | Whom I have ever honour'd as my king, |
| 55077 | Lov'd as my father, as my master follow'd, |
| 55078 | As my great patron thought on in my prayers- |
| 55079 | Lear. The bow is bent and drawn; make from t... |
| 55080 | Kent. Let it fall rather, though the fork in... |
| 55081 | The region of my heart! Be Kent unmannerly |
| 55082 | When Lear is mad. What wouldst thou do, o... |
| 55083 | Think'st thou that duty shall have dread ... |
| 55084 | When power to flattery bows? To plainness... |
| 55085 | When majesty falls to folly. Reverse thy ... |
| 55086 | And in thy best consideration check |
| 55087 | This hideous rashness. Answer my life my ... |
| 55088 | Thy youngest daughter does not love thee ... |
| 55089 | Nor are those empty-hearted whose low sound |
| 55090 | Reverbs no hollowness. |
| 55091 | Lear. Kent, on thy life, no more! |
| 55092 | Kent. My life I never held but as a pawn |
| 55093 | To wage against thine enemies; nor fear t... |
| 55094 | Thy safety being the motive. |
| 55095 | Lear. Out of my sight! |
| 55096 | Kent. See better, Lear, and let me still remain |
| 55097 | The true blank of thine eye. |
| 55098 | Lear. Now by Apollo- |
| 55099 | Kent. Now by Apollo, King, |
| 55100 | Thou swear'st thy gods in vain. |
| 55101 | Lear. O vassal! miscreant! |
| 55102 | [Lays his h... |
| 55103 | Alb., Corn. Dear sir, forbear! |
| 55104 | Kent. Do! |
| 55105 | Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow |
| 55106 | Upon the foul disease. Revoke thy gift, |
| 55107 | Or, whilst I can vent clamour from my thr... |
| 55108 | I'll tell thee thou dost evil. |
| 55109 | Lear. Hear me, recreant! |
| 55110 | On thine allegiance, hear me! |
| 55111 | Since thou hast sought to make us break o... |
| 55112 | Which we durst never yet- and with strain... |
| 55113 | To come between our sentence and our power,- |
| 55114 | Which nor our nature nor our place can be... |
| 55115 | Our potency made good, take thy reward. |
| 55116 | Five days we do allot thee for provision |
| 55117 | To shield thee from diseases of the world, |
| 55118 | And on the sixth to turn thy hated back |
| 55119 | Upon our kingdom. If, on the tenth day fo... |
| 55120 | Thy banish'd trunk be found in our domini... |
| 55121 | The moment is thy death. Away! By Jupiter, |
| 55122 | This shall not be revok'd. |
| 55123 | Kent. Fare thee well, King. Since thus thou ... |
| 55124 | Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here. |
| 55125 | [To Cordelia] The gods to their dear shel... |
| 55126 | That justly think'st and hast most rightl... |
| 55127 | [To Regan and Goneril] And your large spe... |
| 55128 | approve, |
| 55129 | That good effects may spring from words o... |
| 55130 | Thus Kent, O princes, bids you all adieu; |
| 55131 | He'll shape his old course in a country new. |
| 55132 | Exit. |
| 55133 | Flourish. Enter Gloucester, with France and ... |
| 55134 | Glou. Here's France and Burgundy, my noble l... |
| 55135 | Lear. My Lord of Burgundy, |
| 55136 | We first address toward you, who with thi... |
| 55137 | Hath rivall'd for our daughter. What in t... |
| 55138 | Will you require in present dower with her, |
| 55139 | Or cease your quest of love? |
| 55140 | Bur. Most royal Majesty, |
| 55141 | I crave no more than hath your Highness o... |
| 55142 | Nor will you tender less. |
| 55143 | Lear. Right noble Burgundy, |
| 55144 | When she was dear to us, we did hold her so; |
| 55145 | But now her price is fall'n. Sir, there s... |
| 55146 | If aught within that little seeming subst... |
| 55147 | Or all of it, with our displeasure piec'd, |
| 55148 | And nothing more, may fitly like your Grace, |
| 55149 | She's there, and she is yours. |
| 55150 | Bur. I know no answer. |
| 55151 | Lear. Will you, with those infirmities she o... |
| 55152 | Unfriended, new adopted to our hate, |
| 55153 | Dow'r'd with our curse, and stranger'd wi... |
| 55154 | Take her, or leave her? |
| 55155 | Bur. Pardon me, royal sir. |
| 55156 | Election makes not up on such conditions. |
| 55157 | Lear. Then leave her, sir; for, by the pow'r... |
| 55158 | I tell you all her wealth. [To France] Fo... |
| 55159 | I would not from your love make such a stray |
| 55160 | To match you where I hate; therefore bese... |
| 55161 | T' avert your liking a more worthier way |
| 55162 | Than on a wretch whom nature is asham'd |
| 55163 | Almost t' acknowledge hers. |
| 55164 | France. This is most strange, |
| 55165 | That she that even but now was your best ... |
| 55166 | The argument of your praise, balm of your... |
| 55167 | Most best, most dearest, should in this t... |
| 55168 | Commit a thing so monstrous to dismantle |
| 55169 | So many folds of favour. Sure her offence |
| 55170 | Must be of such unnatural degree |
| 55171 | That monsters it, or your fore-vouch'd af... |
| 55172 | Fall'n into taint; which to believe of her |
| 55173 | Must be a faith that reason without miracle |
| 55174 | Should never plant in me. |
| 55175 | Cor. I yet beseech your Majesty, |
| 55176 | If for I want that glib and oily art |
| 55177 | To speak and purpose not, since what I we... |
| 55178 | I'll do't before I speak- that you make k... |
| 55179 | It is no vicious blot, murther, or foulness, |
| 55180 | No unchaste action or dishonoured step, |
| 55181 | That hath depriv'd me of your grace and f... |
| 55182 | But even for want of that for which I am ... |
| 55183 | A still-soliciting eye, and such a tongue |
| 55184 | As I am glad I have not, though not to ha... |
| 55185 | Hath lost me in your liking. |
| 55186 | Lear. Better thou |
| 55187 | Hadst not been born than not t' have plea... |
| 55188 | France. Is it but this- a tardiness in nature |
| 55189 | Which often leaves the history unspoke |
| 55190 | That it intends to do? My Lord of Burgundy, |
| 55191 | What say you to the lady? Love's not love |
| 55192 | When it is mingled with regards that stands |
| 55193 | Aloof from th' entire point. Will you hav... |
| 55194 | She is herself a dowry. |
| 55195 | Bur. Royal Lear, |
| 55196 | Give but that portion which yourself prop... |
| 55197 | And here I take Cordelia by the hand, |
| 55198 | Duchess of Burgundy. |
| 55199 | Lear. Nothing! I have sworn; I am firm. |
| 55200 | Bur. I am sorry then you have so lost a father |
| 55201 | That you must lose a husband. |
| 55202 | Cor. Peace be with Burgundy! |
| 55203 | Since that respects of fortune are his love, |
| 55204 | I shall not be his wife. |
| 55205 | France. Fairest Cordelia, that art most rich... |
| 55206 | Most choice, forsaken; and most lov'd, de... |
| 55207 | Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon. |
| 55208 | Be it lawful I take up what's cast away. |
| 55209 | Gods, gods! 'tis strange that from their ... |
| 55210 | My love should kindle to inflam'd respect. |
| 55211 | Thy dow'rless daughter, King, thrown to m... |
| 55212 | Is queen of us, of ours, and our fair Fra... |
| 55213 | Not all the dukes in wat'rish Burgundy |
| 55214 | Can buy this unpriz'd precious maid of me. |
| 55215 | Bid them farewell, Cordelia, though unkind. |
| 55216 | Thou losest here, a better where to find. |
| 55217 | Lear. Thou hast her, France; let her be thin... |
| 55218 | Have no such daughter, nor shall ever see |
| 55219 | That face of hers again. Therefore be gone |
| 55220 | Without our grace, our love, our benison. |
| 55221 | Come, noble Burgundy. |
| 55222 | Flourish. Exeunt Lear, Burgundy, ... |
| 55223 | Gloucester... |
| 55224 | France. Bid farewell to your sisters. |
| 55225 | Cor. The jewels of our father, with wash'd eyes |
| 55226 | Cordelia leaves you. I know you what you ... |
| 55227 | And, like a sister, am most loath to call |
| 55228 | Your faults as they are nam'd. Use well o... |
| 55229 | To your professed bosoms I commit him; |
| 55230 | But yet, alas, stood I within his grace, |
| 55231 | I would prefer him to a better place! |
| 55232 | So farewell to you both. |
| 55233 | Gon. Prescribe not us our duties. |
| 55234 | Reg. Let your study |
| 55235 | Be to content your lord, who hath receiv'... |
| 55236 | At fortune's alms. You have obedience sca... |
| 55237 | And well are worth the want that you have... |
| 55238 | Cor. Time shall unfold what plighted cunning... |
| 55239 | Who cover faults, at last shame them deri... |
| 55240 | Well may you prosper! |
| 55241 | France. Come, my fair Cordelia. |
| 55242 | Exeunt Fr... |
| 55243 | Gon. Sister, it is not little I have to say ... |
| 55244 | appertains to us both. I think our father... |
| 55245 | Reg. That's most certain, and with you; next... |
| 55246 | Gon. You see how full of changes his age is.... |
| 55247 | have made of it hath not been little. He ... |
| 55248 | sister most, and with what poor judgment ... |
| 55249 | off appears too grossly. |
| 55250 | Reg. 'Tis the infirmity of his age; yet he h... |
| 55251 | known himself. |
| 55252 | Gon. The best and soundest of his time hath ... |
| 55253 | must we look to receive from his age, not... |
| 55254 | imperfections of long-ingraffed condition... |
| 55255 | the unruly waywardness that infirm and ch... |
| 55256 | them. |
| 55257 | Reg. Such unconstant starts are we like to h... |
| 55258 | of Kent's banishment. |
| 55259 | Gon. There is further compliment of leave-ta... |
| 55260 | him. Pray you let's hit together. If our ... |
| 55261 | with such dispositions as he bears, this ... |
| 55262 | will but offend us. |
| 55263 | Reg. We shall further think on't. |
| 55264 | Gon. We must do something, and i' th' heat. |
| 55265 | ... |
| 55266 | Scene II. |
| 55267 | The Earl of Gloucester's Castle. |
| 55268 | Enter [Edmund the] Bastard solus, [with a lett... |
| 55269 | Edm. Thou, Nature, art my goddess; to thy law |
| 55270 | My services are bound. Wherefore should I |
| 55271 | Stand in the plague of custom, and permit |
| 55272 | The curiosity of nations to deprive me, |
| 55273 | For that I am some twelve or fourteen moo... |
| 55274 | Lag of a brother? Why bastard? wherefore ... |
| 55275 | When my dimensions are as well compact, |
| 55276 | My mind as generous, and my shape as true, |
| 55277 | As honest madam's issue? Why brand they us |
| 55278 | With base? with baseness? bastardy? base,... |
| 55279 | Who, in the lusty stealth of nature, take |
| 55280 | More composition and fierce quality |
| 55281 | Than doth, within a dull, stale, tired bed, |
| 55282 | Go to th' creating a whole tribe of fops |
| 55283 | Got 'tween asleep and wake? Well then, |
| 55284 | Legitimate Edgar, I must have your land. |
| 55285 | Our father's love is to the bastard Edmund |
| 55286 | As to th' legitimate. Fine word- 'legitim... |
| 55287 | Well, my legitimate, if this letter speed, |
| 55288 | And my invention thrive, Edmund the base |
| 55289 | Shall top th' legitimate. I grow; I prosper. |
| 55290 | Now, gods, stand up for bastards! |
| 55291 | Enter Gloucester. |
| 55292 | Glou. Kent banish'd thus? and France in chol... |
| 55293 | And the King gone to-night? subscrib'd hi... |
| 55294 | Confin'd to exhibition? All this done |
| 55295 | Upon the gad? Edmund, how now? What news? |
| 55296 | Edm. So please your lordship, none. |
| 55297 | [Pu... |
| 55298 | Glou. Why so earnestly seek you to put up th... |
| 55299 | Edm. I know no news, my lord. |
| 55300 | Glou. What paper were you reading? |
| 55301 | Edm. Nothing, my lord. |
| 55302 | Glou. No? What needed then that terrible dis... |
| 55303 | pocket? The quality of nothing hath not s... |
| 55304 | itself. Let's see. Come, if it be nothing... |
| 55305 | spectacles. |
| 55306 | Edm. I beseech you, sir, pardon me. It is a ... |
| 55307 | that I have not all o'er-read; and for so... |
| 55308 | perus'd, I find it not fit for your o'erl... |
| 55309 | Glou. Give me the letter, sir. |
| 55310 | Edm. I shall offend, either to detain or giv... |
| 55311 | in part I understand them, are to blame. |
| 55312 | Glou. Let's see, let's see! |
| 55313 | Edm. I hope, for my brother's justification,... |
| 55314 | an essay or taste of my virtue. |
| 55315 | Glou. (reads) 'This policy and reverence of ... |
| 55316 | bitter to the best of our times; keeps ou... |
| 55317 | till our oldness cannot relish them. I be... |
| 55318 | and fond bondage in the oppression of age... |
| 55319 | not as it hath power, but as it is suffer... |
| 55320 | of this I may speak more. If our father w... |
| 55321 | wak'd him, you should enjoy half his reve... |
| 55322 | the beloved of your brother, |
| 55323 | ... |
| 55324 | Hum! Conspiracy? 'Sleep till I wak'd him,... |
| 55325 | his revenue.' My son Edgar! Had he a hand... |
| 55326 | and brain to breed it in? When came this ... |
| 55327 | Edm. It was not brought me, my lord: there's... |
| 55328 | found it thrown in at the casement of my ... |
| 55329 | Glou. You know the character to be your brot... |
| 55330 | Edm. If the matter were good, my lord, I dur... |
| 55331 | but in respect of that, I would fain thin... |
| 55332 | Glou. It is his. |
| 55333 | Edm. It is his hand, my lord; but I hope his... |
| 55334 | contents. |
| 55335 | Glou. Hath he never before sounded you in th... |
| 55336 | Edm. Never, my lord. But I have heard him of... |
| 55337 | that, sons at perfect age, and fathers de... |
| 55338 | should be as ward to the son, and the son... |
| 55339 | Glou. O villain, villain! His very opinion i... |
| 55340 | villain! Unnatural, detested, brutish vil... |
| 55341 | brutish! Go, sirrah, seek him. I'll appre... |
| 55342 | villain! Where is he? |
| 55343 | Edm. I do not well know, my lord. If it shal... |
| 55344 | your indignation against my brother till ... |
| 55345 | better testimony of his intent, you shoul... |
| 55346 | where, if you violently proceed against h... |
| 55347 | purpose, it would make a great gap in you... |
| 55348 | in pieces the heart of his obedience. I d... |
| 55349 | for him that he hath writ this to feel my... |
| 55350 | honour, and to no other pretence of danger. |
| 55351 | Glou. Think you so? |
| 55352 | Edm. If your honour judge it meet, I will pl... |
| 55353 | hear us confer of this and by an auricula... |
| 55354 | satisfaction, and that without any furthe... |
| 55355 | evening. |
| 55356 | Glou. He cannot be such a monster. |
| 55357 | Edm. Nor is not, sure. |
| 55358 | Glou. To his father, that so tenderly and en... |
| 55359 | Heaven and earth! Edmund, seek him out; w... |
| 55360 | you; frame the business after your own wi... |
| 55361 | myself to be in a due resolution. |
| 55362 | Edm. I will seek him, sir, presently; convey... |
| 55363 | shall find means, and acquaint you withal. |
| 55364 | Glou. These late eclipses in the sun and moo... |
| 55365 | us. Though the wisdom of nature can reaso... |
| 55366 | nature finds itself scourg'd by the seque... |
| 55367 | friendship falls off, brothers divide. In... |
| 55368 | countries, discord; in palaces, treason; ... |
| 55369 | 'twixt son and father. This villain of mi... |
| 55370 | prediction; there's son against father: t... |
| 55371 | of nature; there's father against child. ... |
| 55372 | of our time. Machinations, hollowness, tr... |
| 55373 | ruinous disorders follow us disquietly to... |
| 55374 | this villain, Edmund; it shall lose thee ... |
| 55375 | carefully. And the noble and true-hearted... |
| 55376 | offence, honesty! 'Tis strange. ... |
| 55377 | Edm. This is the excellent foppery of the wo... |
| 55378 | sick in fortune, often the surfeit of our... |
| 55379 | guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon... |
| 55380 | we were villains on necessity; fools by h... |
| 55381 | knaves, thieves, and treachers by spheric... |
| 55382 | drunkards, liars, and adulterers by an en... |
| 55383 | planetary influence; and all that we are ... |
| 55384 | thrusting on. An admirable evasion of who... |
| 55385 | his goatish disposition to the charge of ... |
| 55386 | compounded with my mother under the Drago... |
| 55387 | nativity was under Ursa Major, so that it... |
| 55388 | lecherous. Fut! I should have been that I... |
| 55389 | maidenliest star in the firmament twinkle... |
| 55390 | Edgar- |
| 55391 | Enter Edgar. |
| 55392 | and pat! he comes, like the catastrophe o... |
| 55393 | cue is villainous melancholy, with a sigh... |
| 55394 | O, these eclipses do portend these divisi... |
| 55395 | Edg. How now, brother Edmund? What serious c... |
| 55396 | in? |
| 55397 | Edm. I am thinking, brother, of a prediction... |
| 55398 | what should follow these eclipses. |
| 55399 | Edg. Do you busy yourself with that? |
| 55400 | Edm. I promise you, the effects he writes of... |
| 55401 | of unnaturalness between the child and th... |
| 55402 | dearth, dissolutions of ancient amities; ... |
| 55403 | menaces and maledictions against king and... |
| 55404 | diffidences, banishment of friends, dissi... |
| 55405 | nuptial breaches, and I know not what. |
| 55406 | Edg. How long have you been a sectary astron... |
| 55407 | Edm. Come, come! When saw you my father last? |
| 55408 | Edg. The night gone by. |
| 55409 | Edm. Spake you with him? |
| 55410 | Edg. Ay, two hours together. |
| 55411 | Edm. Parted you in good terms? Found you no ... |
| 55412 | word or countenance |
| 55413 | Edg. None at all. |
| 55414 | Edm. Bethink yourself wherein you may have o... |
| 55415 | entreaty forbear his presence until some ... |
| 55416 | qualified the heat of his displeasure, wh... |
| 55417 | rageth in him that with the mischief of y... |
| 55418 | scarcely allay. |
| 55419 | Edg. Some villain hath done me wrong. |
| 55420 | Edm. That's my fear. I pray you have a conti... |
| 55421 | the speed of his rage goes slower; and, a... |
| 55422 | to my lodging, from whence I will fitly b... |
| 55423 | lord speak. Pray ye, go! There's my key. ... |
| 55424 | go arm'd. |
| 55425 | Edg. Arm'd, brother? |
| 55426 | Edm. Brother, I advise you to the best. Go a... |
| 55427 | if there be any good meaning toward you. ... |
| 55428 | have seen and heard; but faintly, nothing... |
| 55429 | horror of it. Pray you, away! |
| 55430 | Edg. Shall I hear from you anon? |
| 55431 | Edm. I do serve you in this business. |
| 55432 | ... |
| 55433 | A credulous father! and a brother noble, |
| 55434 | Whose nature is so far from doing harms |
| 55435 | That he suspects none; on whose foolish h... |
| 55436 | My practices ride easy! I see the business. |
| 55437 | Let me, if not by birth, have lands by wit; |
| 55438 | All with me's meet that I can fashion fit. |
| 55439 | Exit. |
| 55440 | Scene III. |
| 55441 | The Duke of Albany's Palace. |
| 55442 | Enter Goneril and [her] Steward [Oswald]. |
| 55443 | Gon. Did my father strike my gentleman for c... |
| 55444 | Osw. Ay, madam. |
| 55445 | Gon. By day and night, he wrongs me! Every hour |
| 55446 | He flashes into one gross crime or other |
| 55447 | That sets us all at odds. I'll not endure... |
| 55448 | His knights grow riotous, and himself upb... |
| 55449 | On every trifle. When he returns from hun... |
| 55450 | I will not speak with him. Say I am sick. |
| 55451 | If you come slack of former services, |
| 55452 | You shall do well; the fault of it I'll a... |
| 55453 | ... |
| 55454 | Osw. He's coming, madam; I hear him. |
| 55455 | Gon. Put on what weary negligence you please, |
| 55456 | You and your fellows. I'd have it come to... |
| 55457 | If he distaste it, let him to our sister, |
| 55458 | Whose mind and mine I know in that are one, |
| 55459 | Not to be overrul'd. Idle old man, |
| 55460 | That still would manage those authorities |
| 55461 | That he hath given away! Now, by my life, |
| 55462 | Old fools are babes again, and must be us'd |
| 55463 | With checks as flatteries, when they are ... |
| 55464 | Remember what I have said. |
| 55465 | Osw. Very well, madam. |
| 55466 | Gon. And let his knights have colder looks a... |
| 55467 | What grows of it, no matter. Advise your ... |
| 55468 | I would breed from hence occasions, and I... |
| 55469 | That I may speak. I'll write straight to ... |
| 55470 | To hold my very course. Prepare for dinner. |
| 55471 | ... |
| 55472 | Scene IV. |
| 55473 | The Duke of Albany's Palace. |
| 55474 | Enter Kent, [disguised]. |
| 55475 | Kent. If but as well I other accents borrow, |
| 55476 | That can my speech defuse, my good intent |
| 55477 | May carry through itself to that full issue |
| 55478 | For which I raz'd my likeness. Now, banis... |
| 55479 | If thou canst serve where thou dost stand... |
| 55480 | So may it come, thy master, whom thou lov... |
| 55481 | Shall find thee full of labours. |
| 55482 | Horns within. Enter Lear, [Knights,] ... |
| 55483 | Lear. Let me not stay a jot for dinner; go g... |
| 55484 | an Attendant.] How now? What art thou? |
| 55485 | Kent. A man, sir. |
| 55486 | Lear. What dost thou profess? What wouldst t... |
| 55487 | Kent. I do profess to be no less than I seem... |
| 55488 | that will put me in trust, to love him th... |
| 55489 | converse with him that is wise and says l... |
| 55490 | judgment, to fight when I cannot choose, ... |
| 55491 | Lear. What art thou? |
| 55492 | Kent. A very honest-hearted fellow, and as p... |
| 55493 | Lear. If thou be'st as poor for a subject as... |
| 55494 | art poor enough. What wouldst thou? |
| 55495 | Kent. Service. |
| 55496 | Lear. Who wouldst thou serve? |
| 55497 | Kent. You. |
| 55498 | Lear. Dost thou know me, fellow? |
| 55499 | Kent. No, sir; but you have that in your cou... |
| 55500 | fain call master. |
| 55501 | Lear. What's that? |
| 55502 | Kent. Authority. |
| 55503 | Lear. What services canst thou do? |
| 55504 | Kent. I can keep honest counsel, ride, run, ... |
| 55505 | telling it and deliver a plain message bl... |
| 55506 | ordinary men are fit for, I am qualified ... |
| 55507 | is diligence. |
| 55508 | Lear. How old art thou? |
| 55509 | Kent. Not so young, sir, to love a woman for... |
| 55510 | dote on her for anything. I have years on... |
| 55511 | Lear. Follow me; thou shalt serve me. If I l... |
| 55512 | dinner, I will not part from thee yet. Di... |
| 55513 | Where's my knave? my fool? Go you and cal... |
| 55514 | [E... |
| 55515 | Enter [Oswald the] Steward. |
| 55516 | You, you, sirrah, where's my daughter? |
| 55517 | Osw. So please you- ... |
| 55518 | Lear. What says the fellow there? Call the c... |
| 55519 | [Exit a Knight.] Where's my fool, ho? I t... |
| 55520 | asleep. |
| 55521 | [Enter Knight] |
| 55522 | How now? Where's that mongrel? |
| 55523 | Knight. He says, my lord, your daughter is n... |
| 55524 | Lear. Why came not the slave back to me when... |
| 55525 | Knight. Sir, he answered me in the roundest ... |
| 55526 | Lear. He would not? |
| 55527 | Knight. My lord, I know not what the matter ... |
| 55528 | your Highness is not entertain'd with tha... |
| 55529 | as you were wont. There's a great abateme... |
| 55530 | as well in the general dependants as in t... |
| 55531 | and your daughter. |
| 55532 | Lear. Ha! say'st thou so? |
| 55533 | Knight. I beseech you pardon me, my lord, if... |
| 55534 | my duty cannot be silent when I think you... |
| 55535 | Lear. Thou but rememb'rest me of mine own co... |
| 55536 | perceived a most faint neglect of late, w... |
| 55537 | blamed as mine own jealous curiosity than... |
| 55538 | and purpose of unkindness. I will look fu... |
| 55539 | where's my fool? I have not seen him this... |
| 55540 | Knight. Since my young lady's going into Fra... |
| 55541 | hath much pined away. |
| 55542 | Lear. No more of that; I have noted it well.... |
| 55543 | daughter I would speak with her. [Exit Kn... |
| 55544 | hither my fool. |
| 55545 | [E... |
| 55546 | Enter [Oswald the] Steward. |
| 55547 | O, you, sir, you! Come you hither, sir. W... |
| 55548 | Osw. My lady's father. |
| 55549 | Lear. 'My lady's father'? My lord's knave! Y... |
| 55550 | slave! you cur! |
| 55551 | Osw. I am none of these, my lord; I beseech ... |
| 55552 | Lear. Do you bandy looks with me, you rascal? |
| 55553 | ... |
| 55554 | Osw. I'll not be strucken, my lord. |
| 55555 | Kent. Nor tripp'd neither, you base football... |
| 55556 | [T... |
| 55557 | Lear. I thank thee, fellow. Thou serv'st me,... |
| 55558 | Kent. Come, sir, arise, away! I'll teach you... |
| 55559 | away! If you will measure your lubber's l... |
| 55560 | away! Go to! Have you wisdom? So. |
| 55561 | ... |
| 55562 | Lear. Now, my friendly knave, I thank thee. ... |
| 55563 | service. ... |
| 55564 | Enter Fool. |
| 55565 | Fool. Let me hire him too. Here's my coxcomb. |
| 55566 | [Off... |
| 55567 | Lear. How now, my pretty knave? How dost thou? |
| 55568 | Fool. Sirrah, you were best take my coxcomb. |
| 55569 | Kent. Why, fool? |
| 55570 | Fool. Why? For taking one's part that's out ... |
| 55571 | canst not smile as the wind sits, thou'lt... |
| 55572 | There, take my coxcomb! Why, this fellow ... |
| 55573 | daughters, and did the third a blessing a... |
| 55574 | thou follow him, thou must needs wear my ... |
| 55575 | nuncle? Would I had two coxcombs and two ... |
| 55576 | Lear. Why, my boy? |
| 55577 | Fool. If I gave them all my living, I'ld kee... |
| 55578 | There's mine! beg another of thy daughters. |
| 55579 | Lear. Take heed, sirrah- the whip. |
| 55580 | Fool. Truth's a dog must to kennel; he must ... |
| 55581 | Lady the brach may stand by th' fire and ... |
| 55582 | Lear. A pestilent gall to me! |
| 55583 | Fool. Sirrah, I'll teach thee a speech. |
| 55584 | Lear. Do. |
| 55585 | Fool. Mark it, nuncle. |
| 55586 | Have more than thou showest, |
| 55587 | Speak less than thou knowest, |
| 55588 | Lend less than thou owest, |
| 55589 | Ride more than thou goest, |
| 55590 | Learn more than thou trowest, |
| 55591 | Set less than thou throwest; |
| 55592 | Leave thy drink and thy whore, |
| 55593 | And keep in-a-door, |
| 55594 | And thou shalt have more |
| 55595 | Than two tens to a score. |
| 55596 | Kent. This is nothing, fool. |
| 55597 | Fool. Then 'tis like the breath of an unfeed... |
| 55598 | nothing for't. Can you make no use of not... |
| 55599 | Lear. Why, no, boy. Nothing can be made out ... |
| 55600 | Fool. [to Kent] Prithee tell him, so much th... |
| 55601 | comes to. He will not believe a fool. |
| 55602 | Lear. A bitter fool! |
| 55603 | Fool. Dost thou know the difference, my boy,... |
| 55604 | fool and a sweet fool? |
| 55605 | Lear. No, lad; teach me. |
| 55606 | Fool. That lord that counsell'd thee |
| 55607 | To give away thy land, |
| 55608 | Come place him here by me- |
| 55609 | Do thou for him stand. |
| 55610 | The sweet and bitter fool |
| 55611 | Will presently appear; |
| 55612 | The one in motley here, |
| 55613 | The other found out there. |
| 55614 | Lear. Dost thou call me fool, boy? |
| 55615 | Fool. All thy other titles thou hast given a... |
| 55616 | born with. |
| 55617 | Kent. This is not altogether fool, my lord. |
| 55618 | Fool. No, faith; lords and great men will no... |
| 55619 | monopoly out, they would have part on't. ... |
| 55620 | will not let me have all the fool to myse... |
| 55621 | snatching. Give me an egg, nuncle, and I'... |
| 55622 | crowns. |
| 55623 | Lear. What two crowns shall they be? |
| 55624 | Fool. Why, after I have cut the egg i' th' m... |
| 55625 | meat, the two crowns of the egg. When tho... |
| 55626 | th' middle and gav'st away both parts, th... |
| 55627 | thy back o'er the dirt. Thou hadst little... |
| 55628 | when thou gav'st thy golden one away. If ... |
| 55629 | this, let him be whipp'd that first finds... |
| 55630 | [Sings] Fools had ne'er less grace in ... |
| 55631 | For wise men are grown foppish; |
| 55632 | They know not how their wits t... |
| 55633 | Their manners are so apish. |
| 55634 | Lear. When were you wont to be so full of so... |
| 55635 | Fool. I have us'd it, nuncle, ever since tho... |
| 55636 | thy mother; for when thou gav'st them the... |
| 55637 | thine own breeches, |
| 55638 | [Sings] Then they for sudden joy did w... |
| 55639 | And I for sorrow sung, |
| 55640 | That such a king should play b... |
| 55641 | And go the fools among. |
| 55642 | Prithee, nuncle, keep a schoolmaster that... |
| 55643 | lie. I would fain learn to lie. |
| 55644 | Lear. An you lie, sirrah, we'll have you whi... |
| 55645 | Fool. I marvel what kin thou and thy daughte... |
| 55646 | whipp'd for speaking true; thou'lt have m... |
| 55647 | and sometimes I am whipp'd for holding my... |
| 55648 | any kind o' thing than a fool! And yet I ... |
| 55649 | nuncle. Thou hast pared thy wit o' both s... |
| 55650 | i' th' middle. Here comes one o' the pari... |
| 55651 | Enter Goneril. |
| 55652 | Lear. How now, daughter? What makes that fro... |
| 55653 | are too much o' late i' th' frown. |
| 55654 | Fool. Thou wast a pretty fellow when thou ha... |
| 55655 | her frowning. Now thou art an O without a... |
| 55656 | than thou art now: I am a fool, thou art ... |
| 55657 | [To Goneril] Yes, forsooth, I will hold m... |
| 55658 | bids me, though you say nothing. Mum, mum! |
| 55659 | He that keeps nor crust nor crum, |
| 55660 | Weary of all, shall want some.- |
| 55661 | [Points at Lear] That's a sheal'd peascod. |
| 55662 | Gon. Not only, sir, this your all-licens'd f... |
| 55663 | But other of your insolent retinue |
| 55664 | Do hourly carp and quarrel, breaking forth |
| 55665 | In rank and not-to-be-endured riots. Sir, |
| 55666 | I had thought, by making this well known ... |
| 55667 | To have found a safe redress, but now gro... |
| 55668 | By what yourself, too, late have spoke an... |
| 55669 | That you protect this course, and put it on |
| 55670 | By your allowance; which if you should, t... |
| 55671 | Would not scape censure, nor the redresse... |
| 55672 | Which, in the tender of a wholesome weal, |
| 55673 | Might in their working do you that offence |
| 55674 | Which else were shame, that then necessity |
| 55675 | Must call discreet proceeding. |
| 55676 | Fool. For you know, nuncle, |
| 55677 | The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so ... |
| 55678 | That it had it head bit off by it yo... |
| 55679 | So out went the candle, and we were left ... |
| 55680 | Lear. Are you our daughter? |
| 55681 | Gon. Come, sir, |
| 55682 | I would you would make use of that good w... |
| 55683 | Whereof I know you are fraught, and put away |
| 55684 | These dispositions that of late transform... |
| 55685 | From what you rightly are. |
| 55686 | Fool. May not an ass know when the cart draw... |
| 55687 | Whoop, Jug, I love thee! |
| 55688 | Lear. Doth any here know me? This is not Lear. |
| 55689 | Doth Lear walk thus? speak thus? Where ar... |
| 55690 | Either his notion weakens, his discernings |
| 55691 | Are lethargied- Ha! waking? 'Tis not so! |
| 55692 | Who is it that can tell me who I am? |
| 55693 | Fool. Lear's shadow. |
| 55694 | Lear. I would learn that; for, by the marks ... |
| 55695 | Knowledge, and reason, I should be false ... |
| 55696 | I had daughters. |
| 55697 | Fool. Which they will make an obedient father. |
| 55698 | Lear. Your name, fair gentlewoman? |
| 55699 | Gon. This admiration, sir, is much o' th' sa... |
| 55700 | Of other your new pranks. I do beseech you |
| 55701 | To understand my purposes aright. |
| 55702 | As you are old and reverend, you should b... |
| 55703 | Here do you keep a hundred knights and sq... |
| 55704 | Men so disorder'd, so debosh'd, and bold |
| 55705 | That this our court, infected with their ... |
| 55706 | Shows like a riotous inn. Epicurism and lust |
| 55707 | Make it more like a tavern or a brothel |
| 55708 | Than a grac'd palace. The shame itself do... |
| 55709 | For instant remedy. Be then desir'd |
| 55710 | By her that else will take the thing she ... |
| 55711 | A little to disquantity your train, |
| 55712 | And the remainder that shall still depend |
| 55713 | To be such men as may besort your age, |
| 55714 | Which know themselves, and you. |
| 55715 | Lear. Darkness and devils! |
| 55716 | Saddle my horses! Call my train together! |
| 55717 | Degenerate bastard, I'll not trouble thee; |
| 55718 | Yet have I left a daughter. |
| 55719 | Gon. You strike my people, and your disorder... |
| 55720 | Make servants of their betters. |
| 55721 | Enter Albany. |
| 55722 | Lear. Woe that too late repents!- O, sir, ar... |
| 55723 | Is it your will? Speak, sir!- Prepare my ... |
| 55724 | Ingratitude, thou marble-hearted fiend, |
| 55725 | More hideous when thou show'st thee in a ... |
| 55726 | Than the sea-monster! |
| 55727 | Alb. Pray, sir, be patient. |
| 55728 | Lear. [to Goneril] Detested kite, thou liest! |
| 55729 | My train are men of choice and rarest parts, |
| 55730 | That all particulars of duty know |
| 55731 | And in the most exact regard support |
| 55732 | The worships of their name.- O most small... |
| 55733 | How ugly didst thou in Cordelia show! |
| 55734 | Which, like an engine, wrench'd my frame ... |
| 55735 | From the fix'd place; drew from my heart ... |
| 55736 | And added to the gall. O Lear, Lear, Lear! |
| 55737 | Beat at this gate that let thy folly in ... |
| 55738 | And thy dear judgment out! Go, go, my peo... |
| 55739 | Alb. My lord, I am guiltless, as I am ignorant |
| 55740 | Of what hath mov'd you. |
| 55741 | Lear. It may be so, my lord. |
| 55742 | Hear, Nature, hear! dear goddess, hear! |
| 55743 | Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend |
| 55744 | To make this creature fruitful. |
| 55745 | Into her womb convey sterility; |
| 55746 | Dry up in her the organs of increase; |
| 55747 | And from her derogate body never spring |
| 55748 | A babe to honour her! If she must teem, |
| 55749 | Create her child of spleen, that it may live |
| 55750 | And be a thwart disnatur'd torment to her. |
| 55751 | Let it stamp wrinkles in her brow of youth, |
| 55752 | With cadent tears fret channels in her ch... |
| 55753 | Turn all her mother's pains and benefits |
| 55754 | To laughter and contempt, that she may feel |
| 55755 | How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is |
| 55756 | To have a thankless child! Away, away! ... |
| 55757 | Alb. Now, gods that we adore, whereof comes ... |
| 55758 | Gon. Never afflict yourself to know the cause; |
| 55759 | But let his disposition have that scope |
| 55760 | That dotage gives it. |
| 55761 | Enter Lear. |
| 55762 | Lear. What, fifty of my followers at a clap? |
| 55763 | Within a fortnight? |
| 55764 | Alb. What's the matter, sir? |
| 55765 | Lear. I'll tell thee. [To Goneril] Life and ... |
| 55766 | That thou hast power to shake my manhood ... |
| 55767 | That these hot tears, which break from me... |
| 55768 | Should make thee worth them. Blasts and f... |
| 55769 | Th' untented woundings of a father's curse |
| 55770 | Pierce every sense about thee!- Old fond ... |
| 55771 | Beweep this cause again, I'll pluck ye out, |
| 55772 | And cast you, with the waters that you lose, |
| 55773 | To temper clay. Yea, is it come to this? |
| 55774 | Let it be so. Yet have I left a daughter, |
| 55775 | Who I am sure is kind and comfortable. |
| 55776 | When she shall hear this of thee, with he... |
| 55777 | She'll flay thy wolvish visage. Thou shal... |
| 55778 | That I'll resume the shape which thou dos... |
| 55779 | I have cast off for ever; thou shalt, I w... |
| 55780 | Exeunt [Lear, Kent... |
| 55781 | Gon. Do you mark that, my lord? |
| 55782 | Alb. I cannot be so partial, Goneril, |
| 55783 | To the great love I bear you - |
| 55784 | Gon. Pray you, content.- What, Oswald, ho! |
| 55785 | [To the Fool] You, sir, more knave than f... |
| 55786 | Fool. Nuncle Lear, nuncle Lear, tarry! Take ... |
| 55787 | A fox when one has caught her, |
| 55788 | And such a daughter, |
| 55789 | Should sure to the slaughter, |
| 55790 | If my cap would buy a halter. |
| 55791 | So the fool follows after. ... |
| 55792 | Gon. This man hath had good counsel! A hundr... |
| 55793 | 'Tis politic and safe to let him keep |
| 55794 | At point a hundred knights; yes, that on ... |
| 55795 | Each buzz, each fancy, each complaint, di... |
| 55796 | He may enguard his dotage with their pow'rs |
| 55797 | And hold our lives in mercy.- Oswald, I say! |
| 55798 | Alb. Well, you may fear too far. |
| 55799 | Gon. Safer than trust too far. |
| 55800 | Let me still take away the harms I fear, |
| 55801 | Not fear still to be taken. I know his he... |
| 55802 | What he hath utter'd I have writ my sister. |
| 55803 | If she sustain him and his hundred knights, |
| 55804 | When I have show'd th' unfitness- |
| 55805 | Enter [Oswald the] Steward. |
| 55806 | How now, Oswald? |
| 55807 | What, have you writ that letter to my sis... |
| 55808 | Osw. Yes, madam. |
| 55809 | Gon. Take you some company, and away to horse! |
| 55810 | Inform her full of my particular fear, |
| 55811 | And thereto add such reasons of your own |
| 55812 | As may compact it more. Get you gone, |
| 55813 | And hasten your return. [Exit Oswald.] No... |
| 55814 | This milky gentleness and course of yours, |
| 55815 | Though I condemn it not, yet, under pardon, |
| 55816 | You are much more at task for want of wisdom |
| 55817 | Than prais'd for harmful mildness. |
| 55818 | Alb. How far your eyes may pierce I cannot t... |
| 55819 | Striving to better, oft we mar what's well. |
| 55820 | Gon. Nay then- |
| 55821 | Alb. Well, well; th' event. ... |
| 55822 | Scene V. |
| 55823 | Court before the Duke of Albany's Palace. |
| 55824 | Enter Lear, Kent, and Fool. |
| 55825 | Lear. Go you before to Gloucester with these... |
| 55826 | daughter no further with anything you kno... |
| 55827 | demand out of the letter. If your diligen... |
| 55828 | shall be there afore you. |
| 55829 | Kent. I will not sleep, my lord, till I have... |
| 55830 | Exit. |
| 55831 | Fool. If a man's brains were in's heels, wer... |
| 55832 | kibes? |
| 55833 | Lear. Ay, boy. |
| 55834 | Fool. Then I prithee be merry. Thy wit shall... |
| 55835 | Lear. Ha, ha, ha! |
| 55836 | Fool. Shalt see thy other daughter will use ... |
| 55837 | she's as like this as a crab's like an ap... |
| 55838 | what I can tell. |
| 55839 | Lear. What canst tell, boy? |
| 55840 | Fool. She'll taste as like this as a crab do... |
| 55841 | canst tell why one's nose stands i' th' m... |
| 55842 | Lear. No. |
| 55843 | Fool. Why, to keep one's eyes of either side... |
| 55844 | man cannot smell out, 'a may spy into. |
| 55845 | Lear. I did her wrong. |
| 55846 | Fool. Canst tell how an oyster makes his shell? |
| 55847 | Lear. No. |
| 55848 | Fool. Nor I neither; but I can tell why a sn... |
| 55849 | Lear. Why? |
| 55850 | Fool. Why, to put's head in; not to give it ... |
| 55851 | and leave his horns without a case. |
| 55852 | Lear. I will forget my nature. So kind a fat... |
| 55853 | ready? |
| 55854 | Fool. Thy asses are gone about 'em. The reas... |
| 55855 | are no moe than seven is a pretty reason. |
| 55856 | Lear. Because they are not eight? |
| 55857 | Fool. Yes indeed. Thou wouldst make a good f... |
| 55858 | Lear. To tak't again perforce! Monster ingra... |
| 55859 | Fool. If thou wert my fool, nuncle, I'ld hav... |
| 55860 | old before thy time. |
| 55861 | Lear. How's that? |
| 55862 | Fool. Thou shouldst not have been old till t... |
| 55863 | Lear. O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet h... |
| 55864 | Keep me in temper; I would not be mad! |
| 55865 | [Enter a Gentleman.] |
| 55866 | How now? Are the horses ready? |
| 55867 | Gent. Ready, my lord. |
| 55868 | Lear. Come, boy. |
| 55869 | Fool. She that's a maid now, and laughs at m... |
| 55870 | Shall not be a maid long, unless things b... |
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| 55880 | ACT II. Scene I. |
| 55881 | A court within the Castle of the Earl of Glouc... |
| 55882 | Enter [Edmund the] Bastard and Curan, meeting. |
| 55883 | Edm. Save thee, Curan. |
| 55884 | Cur. And you, sir. I have been with your fat... |
| 55885 | notice that the Duke of Cornwall and Rega... |
| 55886 | here with him this night. |
| 55887 | Edm. How comes that? |
| 55888 | Cur. Nay, I know not. You have heard of the ... |
| 55889 | whisper'd ones, for they are yet but ear-... |
| 55890 | Edm. Not I. Pray you, what are they? |
| 55891 | Cur. Have you heard of no likely wars toward... |
| 55892 | of Cornwall and Albany? |
| 55893 | Edm. Not a word. |
| 55894 | Cur. You may do, then, in time. Fare you wel... |
| 55895 | Edm. The Duke be here to-night? The better! ... |
| 55896 | This weaves itself perforce into my busin... |
| 55897 | My father hath set guard to take my brother; |
| 55898 | And I have one thing, of a queasy question, |
| 55899 | Which I must act. Briefness and fortune, ... |
| 55900 | Brother, a word! Descend! Brother, I say! |
| 55901 | Enter Edgar. |
| 55902 | My father watches. O sir, fly this place! |
| 55903 | Intelligence is given where you are hid. |
| 55904 | You have now the good advantage of the ni... |
| 55905 | Have you not spoken 'gainst the Duke of C... |
| 55906 | He's coming hither; now, i' th' night, i'... |
| 55907 | And Regan with him. Have you nothing said |
| 55908 | Upon his party 'gainst the Duke of Albany? |
| 55909 | Advise yourself. |
| 55910 | Edg. I am sure on't, not a word. |
| 55911 | Edm. I hear my father coming. Pardon me! |
| 55912 | In cunning I must draw my sword upon you. |
| 55913 | Draw, seem to defend yourself; now quit y... |
| 55914 | Yield! Come before my father. Light, ho, ... |
| 55915 | Fly, brother.- Torches, torches!- So fare... |
| 55916 | ... |
| 55917 | Some blood drawn on me would beget opinion |
| 55918 | Of my more fierce endeavour. [Stabs his a... |
| 55919 | drunkards |
| 55920 | Do more than this in sport.- Father, fath... |
| 55921 | Stop, stop! No help? |
| 55922 | Enter Gloucester, and Servants wi... |
| 55923 | Glou. Now, Edmund, where's the villain? |
| 55924 | Edm. Here stood he in the dark, his sharp sw... |
| 55925 | Mumbling of wicked charms, conjuring the ... |
| 55926 | To stand 's auspicious mistress. |
| 55927 | Glou. But where is he? |
| 55928 | Edm. Look, sir, I bleed. |
| 55929 | Glou. Where is the villain, Edmund? |
| 55930 | Edm. Fled this way, sir. When by no means he... |
| 55931 | Glou. Pursue him, ho! Go after. [Exeu... |
| 55932 | By no means what? |
| 55933 | Edm. Persuade me to the murther of your lord... |
| 55934 | But that I told him the revenging gods |
| 55935 | 'Gainst parricides did all their thunders... |
| 55936 | Spoke with how manifold and strong a bond |
| 55937 | The child was bound to th' father- sir, i... |
| 55938 | Seeing how loathly opposite I stood |
| 55939 | To his unnatural purpose, in fell motion |
| 55940 | With his prepared sword he charges home |
| 55941 | My unprovided body, lanch'd mine arm; |
| 55942 | But when he saw my best alarum'd spirits, |
| 55943 | Bold in the quarrel's right, rous'd to th... |
| 55944 | Or whether gasted by the noise I made, |
| 55945 | Full suddenly he fled. |
| 55946 | Glou. Let him fly far. |
| 55947 | Not in this land shall he remain uncaught; |
| 55948 | And found- dispatch. The noble Duke my ma... |
| 55949 | My worthy arch and patron, comes to-night. |
| 55950 | By his authority I will proclaim it |
| 55951 | That he which find, him shall deserve our... |
| 55952 | Bringing the murderous caitiff to the stake; |
| 55953 | He that conceals him, death. |
| 55954 | Edm. When I dissuaded him from his intent |
| 55955 | And found him pight to do it, with curst ... |
| 55956 | I threaten'd to discover him. He replied, |
| 55957 | 'Thou unpossessing bastard, dost thou think, |
| 55958 | If I would stand against thee, would the ... |
| 55959 | Of any trust, virtue, or worth in thee |
| 55960 | Make thy words faith'd? No. What I should... |
| 55961 | (As this I would; ay, though thou didst p... |
| 55962 | My very character), I'ld turn it all |
| 55963 | To thy suggestion, plot, and damned pract... |
| 55964 | And thou must make a dullard of the world, |
| 55965 | If they not thought the profits of my death |
| 55966 | Were very pregnant and potential spurs |
| 55967 | To make thee seek it.' |
| 55968 | Glou. Strong and fast'ned villain! |
| 55969 | Would he deny his letter? I never got him. |
| 55970 | ... |
| 55971 | Hark, the Duke's trumpets! I know not why... |
| 55972 | All ports I'll bar; the villain shall not... |
| 55973 | The Duke must grant me that. Besides, his... |
| 55974 | I will send far and near, that all the ki... |
| 55975 | May have due note of him, and of my land, |
| 55976 | Loyal and natural boy, I'll work the means |
| 55977 | To make thee capable. |
| 55978 | Enter Cornwall, Regan, and Att... |
| 55979 | Corn. How now, my noble friend? Since I came... |
| 55980 | (Which I can call but now) I have heard s... |
| 55981 | Reg. If it be true, all vengeance comes too ... |
| 55982 | Which can pursue th' offender. How dost, ... |
| 55983 | Glou. O madam, my old heart is crack'd, it's... |
| 55984 | Reg. What, did my father's godson seek your ... |
| 55985 | He whom my father nam'd? Your Edgar? |
| 55986 | Glou. O lady, lady, shame would have it hid! |
| 55987 | Reg. Was he not companion with the riotous k... |
| 55988 | That tend upon my father? |
| 55989 | Glou. I know not, madam. 'Tis too bad, too bad! |
| 55990 | Edm. Yes, madam, he was of that consort. |
| 55991 | Reg. No marvel then though he were ill affec... |
| 55992 | 'Tis they have put him on the old man's d... |
| 55993 | To have th' expense and waste of his reve... |
| 55994 | I have this present evening from my sister |
| 55995 | Been well inform'd of them, and with such... |
| 55996 | That, if they come to sojourn at my house, |
| 55997 | I'll not be there. |
| 55998 | Corn. Nor I, assure thee, Regan. |
| 55999 | Edmund, I hear that you have shown your f... |
| 56000 | A childlike office. |
| 56001 | Edm. 'Twas my duty, sir. |
| 56002 | Glou. He did bewray his practice, and receiv'd |
| 56003 | This hurt you see, striving to apprehend ... |
| 56004 | Corn. Is he pursued? |
| 56005 | Glou. Ay, my good lord. |
| 56006 | Corn. If he be taken, he shall never more |
| 56007 | Be fear'd of doing harm. Make your own pu... |
| 56008 | How in my strength you please. For you, E... |
| 56009 | Whose virtue and obedience doth this instant |
| 56010 | So much commend itself, you shall be ours. |
| 56011 | Natures of such deep trust we shall much ... |
| 56012 | You we first seize on. |
| 56013 | Edm. I shall serve you, sir, |
| 56014 | Truly, however else. |
| 56015 | Glou. For him I thank your Grace. |
| 56016 | Corn. You know not why we came to visit you- |
| 56017 | Reg. Thus out of season, threading dark-ey'd... |
| 56018 | Occasions, noble Gloucester, of some poise, |
| 56019 | Wherein we must have use of your advice. |
| 56020 | Our father he hath writ, so hath our sister, |
| 56021 | Of differences, which I best thought it fit |
| 56022 | To answer from our home. The several mess... |
| 56023 | From hence attend dispatch. Our good old ... |
| 56024 | Lay comforts to your bosom, and bestow |
| 56025 | Your needful counsel to our business, |
| 56026 | Which craves the instant use. |
| 56027 | Glou. I serve you, madam. |
| 56028 | Your Graces are right welcome. |
| 56029 | ... |
| 56030 | Scene II. |
| 56031 | Before Gloucester's Castle. |
| 56032 | Enter Kent and [Oswald the] Steward, severally. |
| 56033 | Osw. Good dawning to thee, friend. Art of th... |
| 56034 | Kent. Ay. |
| 56035 | Osw. Where may we set our horses? |
| 56036 | Kent. I' th' mire. |
| 56037 | Osw. Prithee, if thou lov'st me, tell me. |
| 56038 | Kent. I love thee not. |
| 56039 | Osw. Why then, I care not for thee. |
| 56040 | Kent. If I had thee in Lipsbury Pinfold, I w... |
| 56041 | me. |
| 56042 | Osw. Why dost thou use me thus? I know thee ... |
| 56043 | Kent. Fellow, I know thee. |
| 56044 | Osw. What dost thou know me for? |
| 56045 | Kent. A knave; a rascal; an eater of broken ... |
| 56046 | shallow, beggarly, three-suited, hundred-... |
| 56047 | worsted-stocking knave; a lily-liver'd, a... |
| 56048 | glass-gazing, superserviceable, finical r... |
| 56049 | one-trunk-inheriting slave; one that woul... |
| 56050 | good service, and art nothing but the com... |
| 56051 | beggar, coward, pander, and the son and h... |
| 56052 | one whom I will beat into clamorous whini... |
| 56053 | least syllable of thy addition. |
| 56054 | Osw. Why, what a monstrous fellow art thou, ... |
| 56055 | that's neither known of thee nor knows thee! |
| 56056 | Kent. What a brazen-fac'd varlet art thou, t... |
| 56057 | Is it two days ago since I beat thee and ... |
| 56058 | before the King? [Draws his sword.] Draw,... |
| 56059 | it be night, yet the moon shines. I'll ma... |
| 56060 | moonshine o' you. Draw, you whoreson cull... |
| 56061 | draw! |
| 56062 | Osw. Away! I have nothing to do with thee. |
| 56063 | Kent. Draw, you rascal! You come with letter... |
| 56064 | take Vanity the puppet's part against the... |
| 56065 | Draw, you rogue, or I'll so carbonado you... |
| 56066 | rascal! Come your ways! |
| 56067 | Osw. Help, ho! murther! help! |
| 56068 | Kent. Strike, you slave! Stand, rogue! Stand... |
| 56069 | Strike! ... |
| 56070 | Osw. Help, ho! murther! murther! |
| 56071 | Enter Edmund, with his rapier drawn, Glo... |
| 56072 | Regan, Servants. |
| 56073 | Edm. How now? What's the matter? ... |
| 56074 | Kent. With you, goodman boy, an you please! ... |
| 56075 | Come on, young master! |
| 56076 | Glou. Weapons? arms? What's the matter here? |
| 56077 | Corn. Keep peace, upon your lives! |
| 56078 | He dies that strikes again. What is the m... |
| 56079 | Reg. The messengers from our sister and the ... |
| 56080 | Corn. What is your difference? Speak. |
| 56081 | Osw. I am scarce in breath, my lord. |
| 56082 | Kent. No marvel, you have so bestirr'd your ... |
| 56083 | rascal, nature disclaims in thee; a tailo... |
| 56084 | Corn. Thou art a strange fellow. A tailor ma... |
| 56085 | Kent. Ay, a tailor, sir. A stonecutter or a ... |
| 56086 | made him so ill, though he had been but t... |
| 56087 | Corn. Speak yet, how grew your quarrel? |
| 56088 | Osw. This ancient ruffian, sir, whose life I... |
| 56089 | At suit of his grey beard- |
| 56090 | Kent. Thou whoreson zed! thou unnecessary le... |
| 56091 | you'll give me leave, I will tread this u... |
| 56092 | mortar and daub the walls of a jakes with... |
| 56093 | beard,' you wagtail? |
| 56094 | Corn. Peace, sirrah! |
| 56095 | You beastly knave, know you no reverence? |
| 56096 | Kent. Yes, sir, but anger hath a privilege. |
| 56097 | Corn. Why art thou angry? |
| 56098 | Kent. That such a slave as this should wear ... |
| 56099 | Who wears no honesty. Such smiling rogues... |
| 56100 | Like rats, oft bite the holy cords atwain |
| 56101 | Which are too intrinse t' unloose; smooth... |
| 56102 | That in the natures of their lords rebel, |
| 56103 | Bring oil to fire, snow to their colder m... |
| 56104 | Renege, affirm, and turn their halcyon beaks |
| 56105 | With every gale and vary of their masters, |
| 56106 | Knowing naught (like dogs) but following. |
| 56107 | A plague upon your epileptic visage! |
| 56108 | Smile you my speeches, as I were a fool? |
| 56109 | Goose, an I had you upon Sarum Plain, |
| 56110 | I'ld drive ye cackling home to Camelot. |
| 56111 | Corn. What, art thou mad, old fellow? |
| 56112 | Glou. How fell you out? Say that. |
| 56113 | Kent. No contraries hold more antipathy |
| 56114 | Than I and such a knave. |
| 56115 | Corn. Why dost thou call him knave? What is ... |
| 56116 | Kent. His countenance likes me not. |
| 56117 | Corn. No more perchance does mine, or his, o... |
| 56118 | Kent. Sir, 'tis my occupation to be plain. |
| 56119 | I have seen better faces in my time |
| 56120 | Than stands on any shoulder that I see |
| 56121 | Before me at this instant. |
| 56122 | Corn. This is some fellow |
| 56123 | Who, having been prais'd for bluntness, d... |
| 56124 | A saucy roughness, and constrains the garb |
| 56125 | Quite from his nature. He cannot flatter,... |
| 56126 | An honest mind and plain- he must speak t... |
| 56127 | An they will take it, so; if not, he's pl... |
| 56128 | These kind of knaves I know which in this... |
| 56129 | Harbour more craft and more corrupter ends |
| 56130 | Than twenty silly-ducking observants |
| 56131 | That stretch their duties nicely. |
| 56132 | Kent. Sir, in good faith, in sincere verity, |
| 56133 | Under th' allowance of your great aspect, |
| 56134 | Whose influence, like the wreath of radia... |
| 56135 | On flickering Phoebus' front- |
| 56136 | Corn. What mean'st by this? |
| 56137 | Kent. To go out of my dialect, which you dis... |
| 56138 | know, sir, I am no flatterer. He that beg... |
| 56139 | accent was a plain knave, which, for my p... |
| 56140 | though I should win your displeasure to e... |
| 56141 | Corn. What was th' offence you gave him? |
| 56142 | Osw. I never gave him any. |
| 56143 | It pleas'd the King his master very late |
| 56144 | To strike at me, upon his misconstruction; |
| 56145 | When he, conjunct, and flattering his dis... |
| 56146 | Tripp'd me behind; being down, insulted, ... |
| 56147 | And put upon him such a deal of man |
| 56148 | That worthied him, got praises of the King |
| 56149 | For him attempting who was self-subdu'd; |
| 56150 | And, in the fleshment of this dread exploit, |
| 56151 | Drew on me here again. |
| 56152 | Kent. None of these rogues and cowards |
| 56153 | But Ajax is their fool. |
| 56154 | Corn. Fetch forth the stocks! |
| 56155 | You stubborn ancient knave, you reverent ... |
| 56156 | We'll teach you- |
| 56157 | Kent. Sir, I am too old to learn. |
| 56158 | Call not your stocks for me. I serve the ... |
| 56159 | On whose employment I was sent to you. |
| 56160 | You shall do small respect, show too bold... |
| 56161 | Against the grace and person of my master, |
| 56162 | Stocking his messenger. |
| 56163 | Corn. Fetch forth the stocks! As I have life... |
| 56164 | There shall he sit till noon. |
| 56165 | Reg. Till noon? Till night, my lord, and all... |
| 56166 | Kent. Why, madam, if I were your father's dog, |
| 56167 | You should not use me so. |
| 56168 | Reg. Sir, being his knave, I will. |
| 56169 | Corn. This is a fellow of the selfsame colour |
| 56170 | Our sister speaks of. Come, bring away th... |
| 56171 | S... |
| 56172 | Glou. Let me beseech your Grace not to do so. |
| 56173 | His fault is much, and the good King his ... |
| 56174 | Will check him for't. Your purpos'd low c... |
| 56175 | Is such as basest and contemn'dest wretches |
| 56176 | For pilf'rings and most common trespasses |
| 56177 | Are punish'd with. The King must take it ill |
| 56178 | That he, so slightly valued in his messen... |
| 56179 | Should have him thus restrain'd. |
| 56180 | Corn. I'll answer that. |
| 56181 | Reg. My sister may receive it much more worse, |
| 56182 | To have her gentleman abus'd, assaulted, |
| 56183 | For following her affairs. Put in his legs.- |
| 56184 | [Kent is p... |
| 56185 | Come, my good lord, away. |
| 56186 | Exeunt [all but Glo... |
| 56187 | Glou. I am sorry for thee, friend. 'Tis the ... |
| 56188 | Whose disposition, all the world well knows, |
| 56189 | Will not be rubb'd nor stopp'd. I'll entr... |
| 56190 | Kent. Pray do not, sir. I have watch'd and t... |
| 56191 | Some time I shall sleep out, the rest I'l... |
| 56192 | A good man's fortune may grow out at heels. |
| 56193 | Give you good morrow! |
| 56194 | Glou. The Duke 's to blame in this; 'twill b... |
| 56195 | Exit. |
| 56196 | Kent. Good King, that must approve the commo... |
| 56197 | Thou out of heaven's benediction com'st |
| 56198 | To the warm sun! |
| 56199 | Approach, thou beacon to this under globe, |
| 56200 | That by thy comfortable beams I may |
| 56201 | Peruse this letter. Nothing almost sees m... |
| 56202 | But misery. I know 'tis from Cordelia, |
| 56203 | Who hath most fortunately been inform'd |
| 56204 | Of my obscured course- and [reads] 'shall... |
| 56205 | From this enormous state, seeking to give |
| 56206 | Losses their remedies'- All weary and o'e... |
| 56207 | Take vantage, heavy eyes, not to behold |
| 56208 | This shameful lodging. |
| 56209 | Fortune, good night; smile once more, tur... |
| 56210 | ... |
| 56211 | Scene III. |
| 56212 | The open country. |
| 56213 | Enter Edgar. |
| 56214 | Edg. I heard myself proclaim'd, |
| 56215 | And by the happy hollow of a tree |
| 56216 | Escap'd the hunt. No port is free, no place |
| 56217 | That guard and most unusual vigilance |
| 56218 | Does not attend my taking. Whiles I may s... |
| 56219 | I will preserve myself; and am bethought |
| 56220 | To take the basest and most poorest shape |
| 56221 | That ever penury, in contempt of man, |
| 56222 | Brought near to beast. My face I'll grime... |
| 56223 | Blanket my loins, elf all my hair in knots, |
| 56224 | And with presented nakedness outface |
| 56225 | The winds and persecutions of the sky. |
| 56226 | The country gives me proof and precedent |
| 56227 | Of Bedlam beggars, who, with roaring voices, |
| 56228 | Strike in their numb'd and mortified bare... |
| 56229 | Pins, wooden pricks, nails, sprigs of ros... |
| 56230 | And with this horrible object, from low f... |
| 56231 | Poor pelting villages, sheepcotes, and mi... |
| 56232 | Sometime with lunatic bans, sometime with... |
| 56233 | Enforce their charity. 'Poor Turlygod! po... |
| 56234 | That's something yet! Edgar I nothing am.... |
| 56235 | Scene IV. |
| 56236 | Before Gloucester's Castle; Kent in the stocks. |
| 56237 | Enter Lear, Fool, and Gentleman. |
| 56238 | Lear. 'Tis strange that they should so depar... |
| 56239 | And not send back my messenger. |
| 56240 | Gent. As I learn'd, |
| 56241 | The night before there was no purpose in ... |
| 56242 | Of this remove. |
| 56243 | Kent. Hail to thee, noble master! |
| 56244 | Lear. Ha! |
| 56245 | Mak'st thou this shame thy pastime? |
| 56246 | Kent. No, my lord. |
| 56247 | Fool. Ha, ha! look! he wears cruel garters. ... |
| 56248 | head, dogs and bears by th' neck, monkeys... |
| 56249 | by th' legs. When a man's over-lusty at l... |
| 56250 | wooden nether-stocks. |
| 56251 | Lear. What's he that hath so much thy place ... |
| 56252 | To set thee here? |
| 56253 | Kent. It is both he and she- |
| 56254 | Your son and daughter. |
| 56255 | Lear. No. |
| 56256 | Kent. Yes. |
| 56257 | Lear. No, I say. |
| 56258 | Kent. I say yea. |
| 56259 | Lear. No, no, they would not! |
| 56260 | Kent. Yes, they have. |
| 56261 | Lear. By Jupiter, I swear no! |
| 56262 | Kent. By Juno, I swear ay! |
| 56263 | Lear. They durst not do't; |
| 56264 | They would not, could not do't. 'Tis wors... |
| 56265 | To do upon respect such violent outrage. |
| 56266 | Resolve me with all modest haste which way |
| 56267 | Thou mightst deserve or they impose this ... |
| 56268 | Coming from us. |
| 56269 | Kent. My lord, when at their home |
| 56270 | I did commend your Highness' letters to t... |
| 56271 | Ere I was risen from the place that show'd |
| 56272 | My duty kneeling, came there a reeking post, |
| 56273 | Stew'd in his haste, half breathless, pan... |
| 56274 | From Goneril his mistress salutations; |
| 56275 | Deliver'd letters, spite of intermission, |
| 56276 | Which presently they read; on whose conte... |
| 56277 | They summon'd up their meiny, straight to... |
| 56278 | Commanded me to follow and attend |
| 56279 | The leisure of their answer, gave me cold... |
| 56280 | And meeting here the other messenger, |
| 56281 | Whose welcome I perceiv'd had poison'd mine- |
| 56282 | Being the very fellow which of late |
| 56283 | Display'd so saucily against your Highness- |
| 56284 | Having more man than wit about me, drew. |
| 56285 | He rais'd the house with loud and coward ... |
| 56286 | Your son and daughter found this trespass... |
| 56287 | The shame which here it suffers. |
| 56288 | Fool. Winter's not gone yet, if the wild gee... |
| 56289 | Fathers that wear rags |
| 56290 | Do make their children blind; |
| 56291 | But fathers that bear bags |
| 56292 | Shall see their children kind. |
| 56293 | Fortune, that arrant whore, |
| 56294 | Ne'er turns the key to th' poor. |
| 56295 | But for all this, thou shalt have as many... |
| 56296 | daughters as thou canst tell in a year. |
| 56297 | Lear. O, how this mother swells up toward my... |
| 56298 | Hysterica passio! Down, thou climbing sor... |
| 56299 | Thy element's below! Where is this daughter? |
| 56300 | Kent. With the Earl, sir, here within. |
| 56301 | Lear. Follow me not; |
| 56302 | Stay here. ... |
| 56303 | Gent. Made you no more offence but what you ... |
| 56304 | Kent. None. |
| 56305 | How chance the King comes with so small a... |
| 56306 | Fool. An thou hadst been set i' th' stocks f... |
| 56307 | thou'dst well deserv'd it. |
| 56308 | Kent. Why, fool? |
| 56309 | Fool. We'll set thee to school to an ant, to... |
| 56310 | labouring i' th' winter. All that follow ... |
| 56311 | their eyes but blind men, and there's not... |
| 56312 | but can smell him that's stinking. Let go... |
| 56313 | wheel runs down a hill, lest it break thy... |
| 56314 | it; but the great one that goes upward, l... |
| 56315 | When a wise man gives thee better counsel... |
| 56316 | would have none but knaves follow it, sin... |
| 56317 | That sir which serves and seeks for ... |
| 56318 | And follows but for form, |
| 56319 | Will pack when it begins to rain |
| 56320 | And leave thee in the storm. |
| 56321 | But I will tarry; the fool will stay, |
| 56322 | And let the wise man fly. |
| 56323 | The knave turns fool that runs away; |
| 56324 | The fool no knave, perdy. |
| 56325 | Kent. Where learn'd you this, fool? |
| 56326 | Fool. Not i' th' stocks, fool. |
| 56327 | Enter Lear and Gloucester |
| 56328 | Lear. Deny to speak with me? They are sick? ... |
| 56329 | They have travell'd all the night? Mere f... |
| 56330 | The images of revolt and flying off! |
| 56331 | Fetch me a better answer. |
| 56332 | Glou. My dear lord, |
| 56333 | You know the fiery quality of the Duke, |
| 56334 | How unremovable and fix'd he is |
| 56335 | In his own course. |
| 56336 | Lear. Vengeance! plague! death! confusion! |
| 56337 | Fiery? What quality? Why, Gloucester, Glo... |
| 56338 | I'ld speak with the Duke of Cornwall and ... |
| 56339 | Glou. Well, my good lord, I have inform'd th... |
| 56340 | Lear. Inform'd them? Dost thou understand me... |
| 56341 | Glou. Ay, my good lord. |
| 56342 | Lear. The King would speak with Cornwall; th... |
| 56343 | Would with his daughter speak, commands h... |
| 56344 | Are they inform'd of this? My breath and ... |
| 56345 | Fiery? the fiery Duke? Tell the hot Duke ... |
| 56346 | No, but not yet! May be he is not well. |
| 56347 | Infirmity doth still neglect all office |
| 56348 | Whereto our health is bound. We are not o... |
| 56349 | When nature, being oppress'd, commands th... |
| 56350 | To suffer with the body. I'll forbear; |
| 56351 | And am fallen out with my more headier will, |
| 56352 | To take the indispos'd and sickly fit |
| 56353 | For the sound man.- Death on my state! Wh... |
| 56354 | Should be sit here? This act persuades me |
| 56355 | That this remotion of the Duke and her |
| 56356 | Is practice only. Give me my servant forth. |
| 56357 | Go tell the Duke and 's wife I'ld speak w... |
| 56358 | Now, presently. Bid them come forth and h... |
| 56359 | Or at their chamber door I'll beat the drum |
| 56360 | Till it cry sleep to death. |
| 56361 | Glou. I would have all well betwixt you. ... |
| 56362 | Lear. O me, my heart, my rising heart! But d... |
| 56363 | Fool. Cry to it, nuncle, as the cockney did ... |
| 56364 | put 'em i' th' paste alive. She knapp'd '... |
| 56365 | a stick and cried 'Down, wantons, down!' ... |
| 56366 | in pure kindness to his horse, buttered h... |
| 56367 | Enter Cornwall, Regan, Gloucester... |
| 56368 | Lear. Good morrow to you both. |
| 56369 | Corn. Hail to your Grace! |
| 56370 | Kent he... |
| 56371 | Reg. I am glad to see your Highness. |
| 56372 | Lear. Regan, I think you are; I know what re... |
| 56373 | I have to think so. If thou shouldst not ... |
| 56374 | I would divorce me from thy mother's tomb, |
| 56375 | Sepulchring an adultress. [To Kent] O, ar... |
| 56376 | Some other time for that.- Beloved Regan, |
| 56377 | Thy sister's naught. O Regan, she hath tied |
| 56378 | Sharp-tooth'd unkindness, like a vulture,... |
| 56379 | [Lays his h... |
| 56380 | I can scarce speak to thee. Thou'lt not b... |
| 56381 | With how deprav'd a quality- O Regan! |
| 56382 | Reg. I pray you, sir, take patience. I have ... |
| 56383 | You less know how to value her desert |
| 56384 | Than she to scant her duty. |
| 56385 | Lear. Say, how is that? |
| 56386 | Reg. I cannot think my sister in the least |
| 56387 | Would fail her obligation. If, sir, perch... |
| 56388 | She have restrain'd the riots of your fol... |
| 56389 | 'Tis on such ground, and to such wholesom... |
| 56390 | As clears her from all blame. |
| 56391 | Lear. My curses on her! |
| 56392 | Reg. O, sir, you are old! |
| 56393 | Nature in you stands on the very verge |
| 56394 | Of her confine. You should be rul'd, and led |
| 56395 | By some discretion that discerns your state |
| 56396 | Better than you yourself. Therefore I pra... |
| 56397 | That to our sister you do make return; |
| 56398 | Say you have wrong'd her, sir. |
| 56399 | Lear. Ask her forgiveness? |
| 56400 | Do you but mark how this becomes the house: |
| 56401 | 'Dear daughter, I confess that I am old. ... |
| 56402 | Age is unnecessary. On my knees I beg |
| 56403 | That you'll vouchsafe me raiment, bed, an... |
| 56404 | Reg. Good sir, no more! These are unsightly ... |
| 56405 | Return you to my sister. |
| 56406 | Lear. [rises] Never, Regan! |
| 56407 | She hath abated me of half my train; |
| 56408 | Look'd black upon me; struck me with her ... |
| 56409 | Most serpent-like, upon the very heart. |
| 56410 | All the stor'd vengeances of heaven fall |
| 56411 | On her ingrateful top! Strike her young b... |
| 56412 | You taking airs, with lameness! |
| 56413 | Corn. Fie, sir, fie! |
| 56414 | Lear. You nimble lightnings, dart your blind... |
| 56415 | Into her scornful eyes! Infect her beauty, |
| 56416 | You fen-suck'd fogs, drawn by the pow'rfu... |
| 56417 | To fall and blast her pride! |
| 56418 | Reg. O the blest gods! so will you wish on me |
| 56419 | When the rash mood is on. |
| 56420 | Lear. No, Regan, thou shalt never have my cu... |
| 56421 | Thy tender-hefted nature shall not give |
| 56422 | Thee o'er to harshness. Her eyes are fier... |
| 56423 | Do comfort, and not burn. 'Tis not in thee |
| 56424 | To grudge my pleasures, to cut off my train, |
| 56425 | To bandy hasty words, to scant my sizes, |
| 56426 | And, in conclusion, to oppose the bolt |
| 56427 | Against my coming in. Thou better know'st |
| 56428 | The offices of nature, bond of childhood, |
| 56429 | Effects of courtesy, dues of gratitude. |
| 56430 | Thy half o' th' kingdom hast thou not for... |
| 56431 | Wherein I thee endow'd. |
| 56432 | Reg. Good sir, to th' purpose. |
| 56433 | ... |
| 56434 | Lear. Who put my man i' th' stocks? |
| 56435 | Corn. What trumpet's that? |
| 56436 | Reg. I know't- my sister's. This approves he... |
| 56437 | That she would soon be here. |
| 56438 | Enter [Oswald the] Steward. |
| 56439 | Is your lady come? |
| 56440 | Lear. This is a slave, whose easy-borrowed p... |
| 56441 | Dwells in the fickle grace of her he foll... |
| 56442 | Out, varlet, from my sight! |
| 56443 | Corn. What means your Grace? |
| 56444 | Enter Goneril. |
| 56445 | Lear. Who stock'd my servant? Regan, I have ... |
| 56446 | Thou didst not know on't.- Who comes here... |
| 56447 | If you do love old men, if your sweet sway |
| 56448 | Allow obedience- if yourselves are old, |
| 56449 | Make it your cause! Send down, and take m... |
| 56450 | [To Goneril] Art not asham'd to look upon... |
| 56451 | O Regan, wilt thou take her by the hand? |
| 56452 | Gon. Why not by th' hand, sir? How have I of... |
| 56453 | All's not offence that indiscretion finds |
| 56454 | And dotage terms so. |
| 56455 | Lear. O sides, you are too tough! |
| 56456 | Will you yet hold? How came my man i' th'... |
| 56457 | Corn. I set him there, sir; but his own diso... |
| 56458 | Deserv'd much less advancement. |
| 56459 | Lear. You? Did you? |
| 56460 | Reg. I pray you, father, being weak, seem so. |
| 56461 | If, till the expiration of your month, |
| 56462 | You will return and sojourn with my sister, |
| 56463 | Dismissing half your train, come then to me. |
| 56464 | I am now from home, and out of that provi... |
| 56465 | Which shall be needful for your entertain... |
| 56466 | Lear. Return to her, and fifty men dismiss'd? |
| 56467 | No, rather I abjure all roofs, and choose |
| 56468 | To wage against the enmity o' th' air, |
| 56469 | To be a comrade with the wolf and owl- |
| 56470 | Necessity's sharp pinch! Return with her? |
| 56471 | Why, the hot-blooded France, that dowerle... |
| 56472 | Our youngest born, I could as well be bro... |
| 56473 | To knee his throne, and, squire-like, pen... |
| 56474 | To keep base life afoot. Return with her? |
| 56475 | Persuade me rather to be slave and sumpter |
| 56476 | To this detested groom. [... |
| 56477 | Gon. At your choice, sir. |
| 56478 | Lear. I prithee, daughter, do not make me mad. |
| 56479 | I will not trouble thee, my child; farewell. |
| 56480 | We'll no more meet, no more see one another. |
| 56481 | But yet thou art my flesh, my blood, my d... |
| 56482 | Or rather a disease that's in my flesh, |
| 56483 | Which I must needs call mine. Thou art a ... |
| 56484 | A plague sore, an embossed carbuncle |
| 56485 | In my corrupted blood. But I'll not chide... |
| 56486 | Let shame come when it will, I do not cal... |
| 56487 | I do not bid the Thunder-bearer shoot |
| 56488 | Nor tell tales of thee to high-judging Jove. |
| 56489 | Mend when thou canst; be better at thy le... |
| 56490 | I can be patient, I can stay with Regan, |
| 56491 | I and my hundred knights. |
| 56492 | Reg. Not altogether so. |
| 56493 | I look'd not for you yet, nor am provided |
| 56494 | For your fit welcome. Give ear, sir, to m... |
| 56495 | For those that mingle reason with your pa... |
| 56496 | Must be content to think you old, and so- |
| 56497 | But she knows what she does. |
| 56498 | Lear. Is this well spoken? |
| 56499 | Reg. I dare avouch it, sir. What, fifty foll... |
| 56500 | Is it not well? What should you need of m... |
| 56501 | Yea, or so many, sith that both charge an... |
| 56502 | Speak 'gainst so great a number? How in o... |
| 56503 | Should many people, under two commands, |
| 56504 | Hold amity? 'Tis hard; almost impossible. |
| 56505 | Gon. Why might not you, my lord, receive att... |
| 56506 | From those that she calls servants, or fr... |
| 56507 | Reg. Why not, my lord? If then they chanc'd ... |
| 56508 | We could control them. If you will come t... |
| 56509 | (For now I spy a danger), I entreat you |
| 56510 | To bring but five-and-twenty. To no more |
| 56511 | Will I give place or notice. |
| 56512 | Lear. I gave you all- |
| 56513 | Reg. And in good time you gave it! |
| 56514 | Lear. Made you my guardians, my depositaries; |
| 56515 | But kept a reservation to be followed |
| 56516 | With such a number. What, must I come to you |
| 56517 | With five-and-twenty, Regan? Said you so? |
| 56518 | Reg. And speak't again my lord. No more with... |
| 56519 | Lear. Those wicked creatures yet do look wel... |
| 56520 | When others are more wicked; not being th... |
| 56521 | Stands in some rank of praise. [To Goneri... |
| 56522 | Thy fifty yet doth double five-and-twenty, |
| 56523 | And thou art twice her love. |
| 56524 | Gon. Hear, me, my lord. |
| 56525 | What need you five-and-twenty, ten, or five, |
| 56526 | To follow in a house where twice so many |
| 56527 | Have a command to tend you? |
| 56528 | Reg. What need one? |
| 56529 | Lear. O, reason not the need! Our basest beg... |
| 56530 | Are in the poorest thing superfluous. |
| 56531 | Allow not nature more than nature needs, |
| 56532 | Man's life is cheap as beast's. Thou art ... |
| 56533 | If only to go warm were gorgeous, |
| 56534 | Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous ... |
| 56535 | Which scarcely keeps thee warm. But, for ... |
| 56536 | You heavens, give me that patience, patie... |
| 56537 | You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, |
| 56538 | As full of grief as age; wretched in both. |
| 56539 | If it be you that stirs these daughters' ... |
| 56540 | Against their father, fool me not so much |
| 56541 | To bear it tamely; touch me with noble an... |
| 56542 | And let not women's weapons, water drops, |
| 56543 | Stain my man's cheeks! No, you unnatural ... |
| 56544 | I will have such revenges on you both |
| 56545 | That all the world shall- I will do such ... |
| 56546 | What they are yet, I know not; but they s... |
| 56547 | The terrors of the earth! You think I'll ... |
| 56548 | No, I'll not weep. |
| 56549 | I have full cause of weeping, but this heart |
| 56550 | Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws |
| 56551 | Or ere I'll weep. O fool, I shall go mad! |
| 56552 | Exeunt Lear, Gloucester, Kent, a... |
| 56553 | ... |
| 56554 | Corn. Let us withdraw; 'twill be a storm. |
| 56555 | Reg. This house is little; the old man and '... |
| 56556 | Cannot be well bestow'd. |
| 56557 | Gon. 'Tis his own blame; hath put himself fr... |
| 56558 | And must needs taste his folly. |
| 56559 | Reg. For his particular, I'll receive him gl... |
| 56560 | But not one follower. |
| 56561 | Gon. So am I purpos'd. |
| 56562 | Where is my Lord of Gloucester? |
| 56563 | Corn. Followed the old man forth. |
| 56564 | Enter Gloucester. |
| 56565 | He is return'd. |
| 56566 | Glou. The King is in high rage. |
| 56567 | Corn. Whither is he going? |
| 56568 | Glou. He calls to horse, but will I know not... |
| 56569 | Corn. 'Tis best to give him way; he leads hi... |
| 56570 | Gon. My lord, entreat him by no means to stay. |
| 56571 | Glou. Alack, the night comes on, and the ble... |
| 56572 | Do sorely ruffle. For many miles about |
| 56573 | There's scarce a bush. |
| 56574 | Reg. O, sir, to wilful men |
| 56575 | The injuries that they themselves procure |
| 56576 | Must be their schoolmasters. Shut up your... |
| 56577 | He is attended with a desperate train, |
| 56578 | And what they may incense him to, being apt |
| 56579 | To have his ear abus'd, wisdom bids fear. |
| 56580 | Corn. Shut up your doors, my lord: 'tis a wi... |
| 56581 | My Regan counsels well. Come out o' th' s... |
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| 56590 | ACT III. Scene I. |
| 56591 | A heath. |
| 56592 | Storm still. Enter Kent and a Gentleman at sev... |
| 56593 | Kent. Who's there, besides foul weather? |
| 56594 | Gent. One minded like the weather, most unqu... |
| 56595 | Kent. I know you. Where's the King? |
| 56596 | Gent. Contending with the fretful elements; |
| 56597 | Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea, |
| 56598 | Or swell the curled waters 'bove the main, |
| 56599 | That things might change or cease; tears ... |
| 56600 | Which the impetuous blasts, with eyeless ... |
| 56601 | Catch in their fury and make nothing of; |
| 56602 | Strives in his little world of man to out... |
| 56603 | The to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain. |
| 56604 | This night, wherein the cub-drawn bear wo... |
| 56605 | The lion and the belly-pinched wolf |
| 56606 | Keep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs, |
| 56607 | And bids what will take all. |
| 56608 | Kent. But who is with him? |
| 56609 | Gent. None but the fool, who labours to outj... |
| 56610 | His heart-struck injuries. |
| 56611 | Kent. Sir, I do know you, |
| 56612 | And dare upon the warrant of my note |
| 56613 | Commend a dear thing to you. There is div... |
| 56614 | (Although as yet the face of it be cover'd |
| 56615 | With mutual cunning) 'twixt Albany and Co... |
| 56616 | Who have (as who have not, that their gre... |
| 56617 | Thron'd and set high?) servants, who seem... |
| 56618 | Which are to France the spies and specula... |
| 56619 | Intelligent of our state. What hath been ... |
| 56620 | Either in snuffs and packings of the Dukes, |
| 56621 | Or the hard rein which both of them have ... |
| 56622 | Against the old kind King, or something d... |
| 56623 | Whereof, perchance, these are but furnish... |
| 56624 | But, true it is, from France there comes ... |
| 56625 | Into this scattered kingdom, who already, |
| 56626 | Wise in our negligence, have secret feet |
| 56627 | In some of our best ports and are at point |
| 56628 | To show their open banner. Now to you: |
| 56629 | If on my credit you dare build so far |
| 56630 | To make your speed to Dover, you shall find |
| 56631 | Some that will thank you, making just report |
| 56632 | Of how unnatural and bemadding sorrow |
| 56633 | The King hath cause to plain. |
| 56634 | I am a gentleman of blood and breeding, |
| 56635 | And from some knowledge and assurance offer |
| 56636 | This office to you. |
| 56637 | Gent. I will talk further with you. |
| 56638 | Kent. No, do not. |
| 56639 | For confirmation that I am much more |
| 56640 | Than my out-wall, open this purse and take |
| 56641 | What it contains. If you shall see Cordelia |
| 56642 | (As fear not but you shall), show her thi... |
| 56643 | And she will tell you who your fellow is |
| 56644 | That yet you do not know. Fie on this storm! |
| 56645 | I will go seek the King. |
| 56646 | Gent. Give me your hand. Have you no more to... |
| 56647 | Kent. Few words, but, to effect, more than a... |
| 56648 | That, when we have found the King (in whi... |
| 56649 | That way, I'll this), he that first light... |
| 56650 | Holla the other. |
| 56651 | E... |
| 56652 | Scene II. |
| 56653 | Another part of the heath. |
| 56654 | Storm still. Enter Lear and Fool. |
| 56655 | Lear. Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! ra... |
| 56656 | You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout |
| 56657 | Till you have drench'd our steeples, drow... |
| 56658 | You sulph'rous and thought-executing fires, |
| 56659 | Vaunt-couriers to oak-cleaving thunderbolts, |
| 56660 | Singe my white head! And thou, all-shakin... |
| 56661 | Strike flat the thick rotundity o' th' wo... |
| 56662 | Crack Nature's moulds, all germains spill... |
| 56663 | That makes ingrateful man! |
| 56664 | Fool. O nuncle, court holy water in a dry ho... |
| 56665 | rain water out o' door. Good nuncle, in, ... |
| 56666 | blessing! Here's a night pities nether wi... |
| 56667 | Lear. Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout... |
| 56668 | Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire are my daug... |
| 56669 | I tax not you, you elements, with unkindn... |
| 56670 | I never gave you kingdom, call'd you chil... |
| 56671 | You owe me no subscription. Then let fall |
| 56672 | Your horrible pleasure. Here I stand your... |
| 56673 | A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man. |
| 56674 | But yet I call you servile ministers, |
| 56675 | That will with two pernicious daughters join |
| 56676 | Your high-engender'd battles 'gainst a head |
| 56677 | So old and white as this! O! O! 'tis foul! |
| 56678 | Fool. He that has a house to put 's head in ... |
| 56679 | The codpiece that will house |
| 56680 | Before the head has any, |
| 56681 | The head and he shall louse: |
| 56682 | So beggars marry many. |
| 56683 | The man that makes his toe |
| 56684 | What he his heart should make |
| 56685 | Shall of a corn cry woe, |
| 56686 | And turn his sleep to wake. |
| 56687 | For there was never yet fair woman but sh... |
| 56688 | glass. |
| 56689 | Enter Kent. |
| 56690 | Lear. No, I will be the pattern of all patie... |
| 56691 | I will say nothing. |
| 56692 | Kent. Who's there? |
| 56693 | Fool. Marry, here's grace and a codpiece; th... |
| 56694 | fool. |
| 56695 | Kent. Alas, sir, are you here? Things that l... |
| 56696 | Love not such nights as these. The wrathf... |
| 56697 | Gallow the very wanderers of the dark |
| 56698 | And make them keep their caves. Since I w... |
| 56699 | Such sheets of fire, such bursts of horri... |
| 56700 | Such groans of roaring wind and rain, I n... |
| 56701 | Remember to have heard. Man's nature cann... |
| 56702 | Th' affliction nor the fear. |
| 56703 | Lear. Let the great gods, |
| 56704 | That keep this dreadful pudder o'er our h... |
| 56705 | Find out their enemies now. Tremble, thou... |
| 56706 | That hast within thee undivulged crimes |
| 56707 | Unwhipp'd of justice. Hide thee, thou blo... |
| 56708 | Thou perjur'd, and thou simular man of vi... |
| 56709 | That art incestuous. Caitiff, in pieces s... |
| 56710 | That under covert and convenient seeming |
| 56711 | Hast practis'd on man's life. Close pent-... |
| 56712 | Rive your concealing continents, and cry |
| 56713 | These dreadful summoners grace. I am a man |
| 56714 | More sinn'd against than sinning. |
| 56715 | Kent. Alack, bareheaded? |
| 56716 | Gracious my lord, hard by here is a hovel; |
| 56717 | Some friendship will it lend you 'gainst ... |
| 56718 | Repose you there, whilst I to this hard h... |
| 56719 | (More harder than the stones whereof 'tis... |
| 56720 | Which even but now, demanding after you, |
| 56721 | Denied me to come in) return, and force |
| 56722 | Their scanted courtesy. |
| 56723 | Lear. My wits begin to turn. |
| 56724 | Come on, my boy. How dost, my boy? Art cold? |
| 56725 | I am cold myself. Where is this straw, my... |
| 56726 | The art of our necessities is strange, |
| 56727 | That can make vile things precious. Come,... |
| 56728 | Poor fool and knave, I have one part in m... |
| 56729 | That's sorry yet for thee. |
| 56730 | Fool. [sings] |
| 56731 | He that has and a little tiny wit- |
| 56732 | With hey, ho, the wind and the rain- |
| 56733 | Must make content with his fortunes ... |
| 56734 | For the rain it raineth every day. |
| 56735 | Lear. True, my good boy. Come, bring us to t... |
| 56736 | Exeun... |
| 56737 | Fool. This is a brave night to cool a courte... |
| 56738 | prophecy ere I go: |
| 56739 | When priests are more in word than m... |
| 56740 | When brewers mar their malt with water; |
| 56741 | When nobles are their tailors' tutors, |
| 56742 | No heretics burn'd, but wenches' sui... |
| 56743 | When every case in law is right, |
| 56744 | No squire in debt nor no poor knight; |
| 56745 | When slanders do not live in tongues, |
| 56746 | Nor cutpurses come not to throngs; |
| 56747 | When usurers tell their gold i' th' ... |
| 56748 | And bawds and whores do churches build: |
| 56749 | Then shall the realm of Albion |
| 56750 | Come to great confusion. |
| 56751 | Then comes the time, who lives to se... |
| 56752 | That going shall be us'd with feet. |
| 56753 | This prophecy Merlin shall make, for I li... |
| 56754 | Exit. |
| 56755 | Scene III. |
| 56756 | Gloucester's Castle. |
| 56757 | Enter Gloucester and Edmund. |
| 56758 | Glou. Alack, alack, Edmund, I like not this ... |
| 56759 | I desir'd their leave that I might pity h... |
| 56760 | the use of mine own house, charg'd me on ... |
| 56761 | displeasure neither to speak of him, entr... |
| 56762 | way sustain him. |
| 56763 | Edm. Most savage and unnatural! |
| 56764 | Glou. Go to; say you nothing. There is divis... |
| 56765 | and a worse matter than that. I have rece... |
| 56766 | night- 'tis dangerous to be spoken- I hav... |
| 56767 | my closet. These injuries the King now be... |
| 56768 | home; there's part of a power already foo... |
| 56769 | the King. I will seek him and privily rel... |
| 56770 | maintain talk with the Duke, that my char... |
| 56771 | perceived. If he ask for me, I am ill and... |
| 56772 | die for't, as no less is threat'ned me, t... |
| 56773 | must be relieved. There is some strange t... |
| 56774 | Pray you be careful. ... |
| 56775 | Edm. This courtesy, forbid thee, shall the Duke |
| 56776 | Instantly know, and of that letter too. |
| 56777 | This seems a fair deserving, and must dra... |
| 56778 | That which my father loses- no less than ... |
| 56779 | The younger rises when the old doth fall.... |
| 56780 | Scene IV. |
| 56781 | The heath. Before a hovel. |
| 56782 | Storm still. Enter Lear, Kent, and Fool. |
| 56783 | Kent. Here is the place, my lord. Good my lo... |
| 56784 | The tyranny of the open night 's too rough |
| 56785 | For nature to endure. |
| 56786 | Lear. Let me alone. |
| 56787 | Kent. Good my lord, enter here. |
| 56788 | Lear. Wilt break my heart? |
| 56789 | Kent. I had rather break mine own. Good my l... |
| 56790 | Lear. Thou think'st 'tis much that this cont... |
| 56791 | Invades us to the skin. So 'tis to thee; |
| 56792 | But where the greater malady is fix'd, |
| 56793 | The lesser is scarce felt. Thou'dst shun ... |
| 56794 | But if thy flight lay toward the raging sea, |
| 56795 | Thou'dst meet the bear i' th' mouth. When... |
| 56796 | The body's delicate. The tempest in my mind |
| 56797 | Doth from my senses take all feeling else |
| 56798 | Save what beats there. Filial ingratitude! |
| 56799 | Is it not as this mouth should tear this ... |
| 56800 | For lifting food to't? But I will punish ... |
| 56801 | No, I will weep no more. In such a night |
| 56802 | 'To shut me out! Pour on; I will endure. |
| 56803 | In such a night as this! O Regan, Goneril! |
| 56804 | Your old kind father, whose frank heart g... |
| 56805 | O, that way madness lies; let me shun that! |
| 56806 | No more of that. |
| 56807 | Kent. Good my lord, enter here. |
| 56808 | Lear. Prithee go in thyself; seek thine own ... |
| 56809 | This tempest will not give me leave to po... |
| 56810 | On things would hurt me more. But I'll go... |
| 56811 | [To the Fool] In, boy; go first.- You hou... |
| 56812 | Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then I'l... |
| 56813 | ... |
| 56814 | Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, |
| 56815 | That bide the pelting of this pitiless st... |
| 56816 | How shall your houseless heads and unfed ... |
| 56817 | Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defe... |
| 56818 | From seasons such as these? O, I have ta'en |
| 56819 | Too little care of this! Take physic, pom... |
| 56820 | Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, |
| 56821 | That thou mayst shake the superflux to them |
| 56822 | And show the heavens more just. |
| 56823 | Edg. [within] Fathom and half, fathom and ha... |
| 56824 | Enter Fool [from the hovel]. |
| 56825 | Fool. Come not in here, nuncle, here's a spi... |
| 56826 | Kent. Give me thy hand. Who's there? |
| 56827 | Fool. A spirit, a spirit! He says his name's... |
| 56828 | Kent. What art thou that dost grumble there ... |
| 56829 | Come forth. |
| 56830 | Enter Edgar [disguised as a m... |
| 56831 | Edg. Away! the foul fiend follows me! Throug... |
| 56832 | blows the cold wind. Humh! go to thy cold... |
| 56833 | Lear. Hast thou given all to thy two daughte... |
| 56834 | to this? |
| 56835 | Edg. Who gives anything to poor Tom? whom th... |
| 56836 | through fire and through flame, through f... |
| 56837 | bog and quagmire; that hath laid knives u... |
| 56838 | halters in his pew, set ratsbane by his p... |
| 56839 | of heart, to ride on a bay trotting horse... |
| 56840 | bridges, to course his own shadow for a t... |
| 56841 | wits! Tom 's acold. O, do de, do de, do d... |
| 56842 | whirlwinds, star-blasting, and taking! Do... |
| 56843 | whom the foul fiend vexes. There could I ... |
| 56844 | and there again- and there! |
| 56845 | ... |
| 56846 | Lear. What, have his daughters brought him t... |
| 56847 | Couldst thou save nothing? Didst thou giv... |
| 56848 | Fool. Nay, he reserv'd a blanket, else we ha... |
| 56849 | Lear. Now all the plagues that in the pendul... |
| 56850 | Hang fated o'er men's faults light on thy... |
| 56851 | Kent. He hath no daughters, sir. |
| 56852 | Lear. Death, traitor! nothing could have sub... |
| 56853 | To such a lowness but his unkind daughters. |
| 56854 | Is it the fashion that discarded fathers |
| 56855 | Should have thus little mercy on their fl... |
| 56856 | Judicious punishment! 'Twas this flesh begot |
| 56857 | Those pelican daughters. |
| 56858 | Edg. Pillicock sat on Pillicock's Hill. 'All... |
| 56859 | Fool. This cold night will turn us all to fo... |
| 56860 | Edg. Take heed o' th' foul fiend; obey thy p... |
| 56861 | justly; swear not; commit not with man's ... |
| 56862 | thy sweet heart on proud array. Tom 's ac... |
| 56863 | Lear. What hast thou been? |
| 56864 | Edg. A servingman, proud in heart and mind; ... |
| 56865 | wore gloves in my cap; serv'd the lust of... |
| 56866 | did the act of darkness with her; swore a... |
| 56867 | words, and broke them in the sweet face o... |
| 56868 | slept in the contriving of lust, and wak'... |
| 56869 | I deeply, dice dearly; and in woman out-p... |
| 56870 | False of heart, light of ear, bloody of h... |
| 56871 | in stealth, wolf in greediness, dog in ma... |
| 56872 | Let not the creaking of shoes nor the rus... |
| 56873 | thy poor heart to woman. Keep thy foot ou... |
| 56874 | out of placket, thy pen from lender's boo... |
| 56875 | fiend. Still through the hawthorn blows t... |
| 56876 | suum, mun, hey, no, nonny. Dolphin my boy... |
| 56877 | him trot by. |
| 56878 | ... |
| 56879 | Lear. Why, thou wert better in thy grave tha... |
| 56880 | uncover'd body this extremity of the skie... |
| 56881 | this? Consider him well. Thou ow'st the w... |
| 56882 | no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no pe... |
| 56883 | on's are sophisticated! Thou art the thin... |
| 56884 | unaccommodated man is no more but such a ... |
| 56885 | animal as thou art. Off, off, you lending... |
| 56886 | here. |
| 56887 | [Tear... |
| 56888 | Fool. Prithee, nuncle, be contented! 'Tis a ... |
| 56889 | in. Now a little fire in a wild field wer... |
| 56890 | heart- a small spark, all the rest on's b... |
| 56891 | comes a walking fire. |
| 56892 | Enter Gloucester with a to... |
| 56893 | Edg. This is the foul fiend Flibbertigibbet.... |
| 56894 | and walks till the first cock. He gives t... |
| 56895 | squints the eye, and makes the harelip; m... |
| 56896 | and hurts the poor creature of earth. |
| 56897 | Saint Withold footed thrice the 'old; |
| 56898 | He met the nightmare, and her nine ... |
| 56899 | Bid her alight |
| 56900 | And her troth plight, |
| 56901 | And aroint thee, witch, aroint thee! |
| 56902 | Kent. How fares your Grace? |
| 56903 | Lear. What's he? |
| 56904 | Kent. Who's there? What is't you seek? |
| 56905 | Glou. What are you there? Your names? |
| 56906 | Edg. Poor Tom, that eats the swimming frog, ... |
| 56907 | the wall-newt and the water; that in the ... |
| 56908 | the foul fiend rages, eats cow-dung for s... |
| 56909 | old rat and the ditch-dog, drinks the gre... |
| 56910 | standing pool; who is whipp'd from tithin... |
| 56911 | stock-punish'd and imprison'd; who hath h... |
| 56912 | back, six shirts to his body, horse to ri... |
| 56913 | wear; |
| 56914 | But mice and rats, and such small deer, |
| 56915 | Have been Tom's food for seven long ... |
| 56916 | Beware my follower. Peace, Smulkin! peace... |
| 56917 | Glou. What, hath your Grace no better company? |
| 56918 | Edg. The prince of darkness is a gentleman! |
| 56919 | Modo he's call'd, and Mahu. |
| 56920 | Glou. Our flesh and blood is grown so vile, ... |
| 56921 | That it doth hate what gets it. |
| 56922 | Edg. Poor Tom 's acold. |
| 56923 | Glou. Go in with me. My duty cannot suffer |
| 56924 | T' obey in all your daughters' hard comma... |
| 56925 | Though their injunction be to bar my doors |
| 56926 | And let this tyrannous night take hold up... |
| 56927 | Yet have I ventur'd to come seek you out |
| 56928 | And bring you where both fire and food is... |
| 56929 | Lear. First let me talk with this philosophe... |
| 56930 | What is the cause of thunder? |
| 56931 | Kent. Good my lord, take his offer; go into ... |
| 56932 | Lear. I'll talk a word with this same learne... |
| 56933 | What is your study? |
| 56934 | Edg. How to prevent the fiend and to kill ve... |
| 56935 | Lear. Let me ask you one word in private. |
| 56936 | Kent. Importune him once more to go, my lord. |
| 56937 | His wits begin t' unsettle. |
| 56938 | Glou. Canst thou blame him? |
| 56939 | ... |
| 56940 | His daughters seek his death. Ah, that go... |
| 56941 | He said it would be thus- poor banish'd man! |
| 56942 | Thou say'st the King grows mad: I'll tell... |
| 56943 | I am almost mad myself. I had a son, |
| 56944 | Now outlaw'd from my blood. He sought my ... |
| 56945 | But lately, very late. I lov'd him, friend- |
| 56946 | No father his son dearer. True to tell thee, |
| 56947 | The grief hath craz'd my wits. What a nig... |
| 56948 | I do beseech your Grace- |
| 56949 | Lear. O, cry you mercy, sir. |
| 56950 | Noble philosopher, your company. |
| 56951 | Edg. Tom's acold. |
| 56952 | Glou. In, fellow, there, into th' hovel; kee... |
| 56953 | Lear. Come, let's in all. |
| 56954 | Kent. This way, my lord. |
| 56955 | Lear. With him! |
| 56956 | I will keep still with my philosopher. |
| 56957 | Kent. Good my lord, soothe him; let him take... |
| 56958 | Glou. Take him you on. |
| 56959 | Kent. Sirrah, come on; go along with us. |
| 56960 | Lear. Come, good Athenian. |
| 56961 | Glou. No words, no words! hush. |
| 56962 | Edg. Child Rowland to the dark tower came; |
| 56963 | His word was still |
| 56964 | Fie, foh, and fum! |
| 56965 | I smell the blood of a British man. |
| 56966 | ... |
| 56967 | Scene V. |
| 56968 | Gloucester's Castle. |
| 56969 | Enter Cornwall and Edmund. |
| 56970 | Corn. I will have my revenge ere I depart hi... |
| 56971 | Edm. How, my lord, I may be censured, that n... |
| 56972 | loyalty, something fears me to think of. |
| 56973 | Corn. I now perceive it was not altogether y... |
| 56974 | disposition made him seek his death; but ... |
| 56975 | awork by a reproveable badness in himself. |
| 56976 | Edm. How malicious is my fortune that I must... |
| 56977 | This is the letter he spoke of, which app... |
| 56978 | intelligent party to the advantages of Fr... |
| 56979 | this treason were not- or not I the detec... |
| 56980 | Corn. Go with me to the Duchess. |
| 56981 | Edm. If the matter of this paper be certain,... |
| 56982 | business in hand. |
| 56983 | Corn. True or false, it hath made thee Earl ... |
| 56984 | Seek out where thy father is, that he may... |
| 56985 | apprehension. |
| 56986 | Edm. [aside] If I find him comforting the Ki... |
| 56987 | suspicion more fully.- I will persever in... |
| 56988 | though the conflict be sore between that ... |
| 56989 | Corn. I will lay trust upon thee, and thou s... |
| 56990 | father in my love. |
| 56991 | ... |
| 56992 | Scene VI. |
| 56993 | A farmhouse near Gloucester's Castle. |
| 56994 | Enter Gloucester, Lear, Kent, Fool, and Edgar. |
| 56995 | Glou. Here is better than the open air; take... |
| 56996 | piece out the comfort with what addition ... |
| 56997 | long from you. |
| 56998 | Kent. All the power of his wits have given w... |
| 56999 | The gods reward your kindness! |
| 57000 | ... |
| 57001 | Edg. Frateretto calls me, and tells me Nero ... |
| 57002 | lake of darkness. Pray, innocent, and bew... |
| 57003 | Fool. Prithee, nuncle, tell me whether a mad... |
| 57004 | yeoman. |
| 57005 | Lear. A king, a king! |
| 57006 | Fool. No, he's a yeoman that has a gentleman... |
| 57007 | mad yeoman that sees his son a gentleman ... |
| 57008 | Lear. To have a thousand with red burning spits |
| 57009 | Come hizzing in upon 'em- |
| 57010 | Edg. The foul fiend bites my back. |
| 57011 | Fool. He's mad that trusts in the tameness o... |
| 57012 | health, a boy's love, or a whore's oath. |
| 57013 | Lear. It shall be done; I will arraign them ... |
| 57014 | [To Edgar] Come, sit thou here, most lear... |
| 57015 | [To the Fool] Thou, sapient sir, sit here... |
| 57016 | Edg. Look, where he stands and glares! Want'... |
| 57017 | madam? |
| 57018 | Come o'er the bourn, Bessy, to me. |
| 57019 | Fool. Her boat hath a leak, |
| 57020 | And she must not speak |
| 57021 | Why she dares not come over to thee. |
| 57022 | Edg. The foul fiend haunts poor Tom in the v... |
| 57023 | Hoppedance cries in Tom's belly for two w... |
| 57024 | not, black angel; I have no food for thee. |
| 57025 | Kent. How do you, sir? Stand you not so amaz'd. |
| 57026 | Will you lie down and rest upon the cushi... |
| 57027 | Lear. I'll see their trial first. Bring in t... |
| 57028 | [To Edgar] Thou, robed man of justice, ta... |
| 57029 | [To the Fool] And thou, his yokefellow of... |
| 57030 | Bench by his side. [To Kent] You are o' t... |
| 57031 | Sit you too. |
| 57032 | Edg. Let us deal justly. |
| 57033 | Sleepest or wakest thou, jolly sheph... |
| 57034 | Thy sheep be in the corn; |
| 57035 | And for one blast of thy minikin mouth |
| 57036 | Thy sheep shall take no harm. |
| 57037 | Purr! the cat is gray. |
| 57038 | Lear. Arraign her first. 'Tis Goneril. I her... |
| 57039 | this honourable assembly, she kicked the ... |
| 57040 | Fool. Come hither, mistress. Is your name Go... |
| 57041 | Lear. She cannot deny it. |
| 57042 | Fool. Cry you mercy, I took you for a joint-... |
| 57043 | Lear. And here's another, whose warp'd looks... |
| 57044 | What store her heart is made on. Stop her... |
| 57045 | Arms, arms! sword! fire! Corruption in th... |
| 57046 | False justicer, why hast thou let her scape? |
| 57047 | Edg. Bless thy five wits! |
| 57048 | Kent. O pity! Sir, where is the patience now |
| 57049 | That you so oft have boasted to retain? |
| 57050 | Edg. [aside] My tears begin to take his part... |
| 57051 | They'll mar my counterfeiting. |
| 57052 | Lear. The little dogs and all, |
| 57053 | Tray, Blanch, and Sweetheart, see, they b... |
| 57054 | Edg. Tom will throw his head at them. Avaunt... |
| 57055 | Be thy mouth or black or white, |
| 57056 | Tooth that poisons if it bite; |
| 57057 | Mastiff, greyhound, mongrel grim, |
| 57058 | Hound or spaniel, brach or lym, |
| 57059 | Bobtail tyke or trundle-tall- |
| 57060 | Tom will make them weep and wail; |
| 57061 | For, with throwing thus my head, |
| 57062 | Dogs leap the hatch, and all are fled. |
| 57063 | Do de, de, de. Sessa! Come, march to wake... |
| 57064 | towns. Poor Tom, thy horn is dry. |
| 57065 | Lear. Then let them anatomize Regan. See wha... |
| 57066 | heart. Is there any cause in nature that ... |
| 57067 | hearts? [To Edgar] You, sir- I entertain ... |
| 57068 | hundred; only I do not like the fashion o... |
| 57069 | say they are Persian attire; but let them... |
| 57070 | Kent. Now, good my lord, lie here and rest a... |
| 57071 | Lear. Make no noise, make no noise; draw the... |
| 57072 | So, so, so. We'll go to supper i' th' mor... |
| 57073 | Fool. And I'll go to bed at noon. |
| 57074 | Enter Gloucester. |
| 57075 | Glou. Come hither, friend. Where is the King... |
| 57076 | Kent. Here, sir; but trouble him not; his wi... |
| 57077 | Glou. Good friend, I prithee take him in thy... |
| 57078 | I have o'erheard a plot of death upon him. |
| 57079 | There is a litter ready; lay him in't |
| 57080 | And drive towards Dover, friend, where th... |
| 57081 | Both welcome and protection. Take up thy ... |
| 57082 | If thou shouldst dally half an hour, his ... |
| 57083 | With thine, and all that offer to defend ... |
| 57084 | Stand in assured loss. Take up, take up! |
| 57085 | And follow me, that will to some provision |
| 57086 | Give thee quick conduct. |
| 57087 | Kent. Oppressed nature sleeps. |
| 57088 | This rest might yet have balm'd thy broke... |
| 57089 | Which, if convenience will not allow, |
| 57090 | Stand in hard cure. [To the Fool] Come, h... |
| 57091 | Thou must not stay behind. |
| 57092 | Glou. Come, come, away! |
| 57093 | Exeun... |
| 57094 | Edg. When we our betters see bearing our woes, |
| 57095 | We scarcely think our miseries our foes. |
| 57096 | Who alone suffers suffers most i' th' mind, |
| 57097 | Leaving free things and happy shows behind; |
| 57098 | But then the mind much sufferance doth o'... |
| 57099 | When grief hath mates, and bearing fellow... |
| 57100 | How light and portable my pain seems now, |
| 57101 | When that which makes me bend makes the K... |
| 57102 | He childed as I fathered! Tom, away! |
| 57103 | Mark the high noises, and thyself bewray |
| 57104 | When false opinion, whose wrong thought d... |
| 57105 | In thy just proof repeals and reconciles ... |
| 57106 | What will hap more to-night, safe scape t... |
| 57107 | Lurk, lurk. ... |
| 57108 | Scene VII. |
| 57109 | Gloucester's Castle. |
| 57110 | Enter Cornwall, Regan, Goneril, [Edmund the] B... |
| 57111 | Corn. [to Goneril] Post speedily to my lord ... |
| 57112 | this letter. The army of France is landed... |
| 57113 | Gloucester. |
| 57114 | [Exeunt some... |
| 57115 | Reg. Hang him instantly. |
| 57116 | Gon. Pluck out his eyes. |
| 57117 | Corn. Leave him to my displeasure. Edmund, k... |
| 57118 | company. The revenges we are bound to tak... |
| 57119 | father are not fit for your beholding. Ad... |
| 57120 | are going, to a most festinate preparatio... |
| 57121 | like. Our posts shall be swift and intell... |
| 57122 | Farewell, dear sister; farewell, my Lord ... |
| 57123 | Enter [Oswald the] Steward. |
| 57124 | How now? Where's the King? |
| 57125 | Osw. My Lord of Gloucester hath convey'd him... |
| 57126 | Some five or six and thirty of his knights, |
| 57127 | Hot questrists after him, met him at gate; |
| 57128 | Who, with some other of the lord's depend... |
| 57129 | Are gone with him towards Dover, where th... |
| 57130 | To have well-armed friends. |
| 57131 | Corn. Get horses for your mistress. |
| 57132 | Gon. Farewell, sweet lord, and sister. |
| 57133 | Corn. Edmund, farewell. |
| 57134 | Exeunt Goneril, [Ed... |
| 57135 | Go seek the traitor Gloucester, |
| 57136 | Pinion him like a thief, bring him before... |
| 57137 | [Exeun... |
| 57138 | Though well we may not pass upon his life |
| 57139 | Without the form of justice, yet our power |
| 57140 | Shall do a court'sy to our wrath, which men |
| 57141 | May blame, but not control. |
| 57142 | Enter Gloucester, brought in by tw... |
| 57143 | Who's there? the traitor? |
| 57144 | Reg. Ingrateful fox! 'tis he. |
| 57145 | Corn. Bind fast his corky arms. |
| 57146 | Glou. What mean, your Graces? Good my friend... |
| 57147 | You are my guests. Do me no foul play, fr... |
| 57148 | Corn. Bind him, I say. |
| 57149 | [S... |
| 57150 | Reg. Hard, hard. O filthy traitor! |
| 57151 | Glou. Unmerciful lady as you are, I am none. |
| 57152 | Corn. To this chair bind him. Villain, thou ... |
| 57153 | [Regan ... |
| 57154 | Glou. By the kind gods, 'tis most ignobly done |
| 57155 | To pluck me by the beard. |
| 57156 | Reg. So white, and such a traitor! |
| 57157 | Glou. Naughty lady, |
| 57158 | These hairs which thou dost ravish from m... |
| 57159 | Will quicken, and accuse thee. I am your ... |
| 57160 | With robber's hands my hospitable favours |
| 57161 | You should not ruffle thus. What will you... |
| 57162 | Corn. Come, sir, what letters had you late f... |
| 57163 | Reg. Be simple-answer'd, for we know the truth. |
| 57164 | Corn. And what confederacy have you with the... |
| 57165 | Late footed in the kingdom? |
| 57166 | Reg. To whose hands have you sent the lunati... |
| 57167 | Speak. |
| 57168 | Glou. I have a letter guessingly set down, |
| 57169 | Which came from one that's of a neutral h... |
| 57170 | And not from one oppos'd. |
| 57171 | Corn. Cunning. |
| 57172 | Reg. And false. |
| 57173 | Corn. Where hast thou sent the King? |
| 57174 | Glou. To Dover. |
| 57175 | Reg. Wherefore to Dover? Wast thou not charg... |
| 57176 | Corn. Wherefore to Dover? Let him first answ... |
| 57177 | Glou. I am tied to th' stake, and I must sta... |
| 57178 | Reg. Wherefore to Dover, sir? |
| 57179 | Glou. Because I would not see thy cruel nails |
| 57180 | Pluck out his poor old eyes; nor thy fier... |
| 57181 | In his anointed flesh stick boarish fangs. |
| 57182 | The sea, with such a storm as his bare he... |
| 57183 | In hell-black night endur'd, would have b... |
| 57184 | And quench'd the steeled fires. |
| 57185 | Yet, poor old heart, he holp the heavens ... |
| 57186 | If wolves had at thy gate howl'd that ste... |
| 57187 | Thou shouldst have said, 'Good porter, tu... |
| 57188 | All cruels else subscrib'd. But I shall see |
| 57189 | The winged vengeance overtake such children. |
| 57190 | Corn. See't shalt thou never. Fellows, hold ... |
| 57191 | Upon these eyes of thine I'll set my foot. |
| 57192 | Glou. He that will think to live till he be ... |
| 57193 | Give me some help!- O cruel! O ye gods! |
| 57194 | Reg. One side will mock another. Th' other too! |
| 57195 | Corn. If you see vengeance- |
| 57196 | 1. Serv. Hold your hand, my lord! |
| 57197 | I have serv'd you ever since I was a child; |
| 57198 | But better service have I never done you |
| 57199 | Than now to bid you hold. |
| 57200 | Reg. How now, you dog? |
| 57201 | 1. Serv. If you did wear a beard upon your c... |
| 57202 | I'ld shake it on this quarrel. |
| 57203 | Reg. What do you mean? |
| 57204 | Corn. My villain! ... |
| 57205 | 1. Serv. Nay, then, come on, and take the ch... |
| 57206 | Reg. Give me thy sword. A peasant stand up t... |
| 57207 | She takes a sword and ... |
| 57208 | 1. Serv. O, I am slain! My lord, you have on... |
| 57209 | To see some mischief on him. O! ... |
| 57210 | Corn. Lest it see more, prevent it. Out, vil... |
| 57211 | Where is thy lustre now? |
| 57212 | Glou. All dark and comfortless! Where's my s... |
| 57213 | Edmund, enkindle all the sparks of nature |
| 57214 | To quit this horrid act. |
| 57215 | Reg. Out, treacherous villain! |
| 57216 | Thou call'st on him that hates thee. It w... |
| 57217 | That made the overture of thy treasons to... |
| 57218 | Who is too good to pity thee. |
| 57219 | Glou. O my follies! Then Edgar was abus'd. |
| 57220 | Kind gods, forgive me that, and prosper him! |
| 57221 | Reg. Go thrust him out at gates, and let him... |
| 57222 | His way to Dover. |
| 57223 | Exit [one... |
| 57224 | How is't, my lord? How look you? |
| 57225 | Corn. I have receiv'd a hurt. Follow me, lady. |
| 57226 | Turn out that eyeless villain. Throw this... |
| 57227 | Upon the dunghill. Regan, I bleed apace. |
| 57228 | Untimely comes this hurt. Give me your arm. |
| 57229 | Exit [Cornwa... |
| 57230 | 2. Serv. I'll never care what wickedness I do, |
| 57231 | If this man come to good. |
| 57232 | 3. Serv. If she live long, |
| 57233 | And in the end meet the old course of death, |
| 57234 | Women will all turn monsters. |
| 57235 | 2. Serv. Let's follow the old Earl, and get ... |
| 57236 | To lead him where he would. His roguish m... |
| 57237 | Allows itself to anything. |
| 57238 | 3. Serv. Go thou. I'll fetch some flax and w... |
| 57239 | To apply to his bleeding face. Now heaven... |
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| 57249 | ACT IV. Scene I. |
| 57250 | The heath. |
| 57251 | Enter Edgar. |
| 57252 | Edg. Yet better thus, and known to be contem... |
| 57253 | Than still contemn'd and flatter'd. To be... |
| 57254 | The lowest and most dejected thing of for... |
| 57255 | Stands still in esperance, lives not in f... |
| 57256 | The lamentable change is from the best; |
| 57257 | The worst returns to laughter. Welcome then, |
| 57258 | Thou unsubstantial air that I embrace! |
| 57259 | The wretch that thou hast blown unto the ... |
| 57260 | Owes nothing to thy blasts. |
| 57261 | Enter Gloucester, led by an O... |
| 57262 | But who comes here? |
| 57263 | My father, poorly led? World, world, O wo... |
| 57264 | But that thy strange mutations make us ha... |
| 57265 | Life would not yield to age. |
| 57266 | Old Man. O my good lord, |
| 57267 | I have been your tenant, and your father'... |
| 57268 | These fourscore years. |
| 57269 | Glou. Away, get thee away! Good friend, be g... |
| 57270 | Thy comforts can do me no good at all; |
| 57271 | Thee they may hurt. |
| 57272 | Old Man. You cannot see your way. |
| 57273 | Glou. I have no way, and therefore want no e... |
| 57274 | I stumbled when I saw. Full oft 'tis seen |
| 57275 | Our means secure us, and our mere defects |
| 57276 | Prove our commodities. Ah dear son Edgar, |
| 57277 | The food of thy abused father's wrath! |
| 57278 | Might I but live to see thee in my touch, |
| 57279 | I'ld say I had eyes again! |
| 57280 | Old Man. How now? Who's there? |
| 57281 | Edg. [aside] O gods! Who is't can say 'I am ... |
| 57282 | I am worse than e'er I was. |
| 57283 | Old Man. 'Tis poor mad Tom. |
| 57284 | Edg. [aside] And worse I may be yet. The wor... |
| 57285 | So long as we can say 'This is the worst.' |
| 57286 | Old Man. Fellow, where goest? |
| 57287 | Glou. Is it a beggarman? |
| 57288 | Old Man. Madman and beggar too. |
| 57289 | Glou. He has some reason, else he could not ... |
| 57290 | I' th' last night's storm I such a fellow... |
| 57291 | Which made me think a man a worm. My son |
| 57292 | Came then into my mind, and yet my mind |
| 57293 | Was then scarce friends with him. I have ... |
| 57294 | As flies to wanton boys are we to th' gods. |
| 57295 | They kill us for their sport. |
| 57296 | Edg. [aside] How should this be? |
| 57297 | Bad is the trade that must play fool to s... |
| 57298 | Ang'ring itself and others.- Bless thee, ... |
| 57299 | Glou. Is that the naked fellow? |
| 57300 | Old Man. Ay, my lord. |
| 57301 | Glou. Then prithee get thee gone. If for my ... |
| 57302 | Thou wilt o'ertake us hence a mile or twain |
| 57303 | I' th' way toward Dover, do it for ancien... |
| 57304 | And bring some covering for this naked soul, |
| 57305 | Who I'll entreat to lead me. |
| 57306 | Old Man. Alack, sir, he is mad! |
| 57307 | Glou. 'Tis the time's plague when madmen lea... |
| 57308 | Do as I bid thee, or rather do thy pleasure. |
| 57309 | Above the rest, be gone. |
| 57310 | Old Man. I'll bring him the best 'parel that... |
| 57311 | Come on't what will. ... |
| 57312 | Glou. Sirrah naked fellow- |
| 57313 | Edg. Poor Tom's acold. [Aside] I cannot daub... |
| 57314 | Glou. Come hither, fellow. |
| 57315 | Edg. [aside] And yet I must.- Bless thy swee... |
| 57316 | Glou. Know'st thou the way to Dover? |
| 57317 | Edg. Both stile and gate, horseway and footp... |
| 57318 | scar'd out of his good wits. Bless thee, ... |
| 57319 | the foul fiend! Five fiends have been in ... |
| 57320 | lust, as Obidicut; Hobbididence, prince o... |
| 57321 | stealing; Modo, of murder; Flibbertigibbe... |
| 57322 | mowing, who since possesses chambermaids ... |
| 57323 | bless thee, master! |
| 57324 | Glou. Here, take this Purse, thou whom the h... |
| 57325 | Have humbled to all strokes. That I am wr... |
| 57326 | Makes thee the happier. Heavens, deal so ... |
| 57327 | Let the superfluous and lust-dieted man, |
| 57328 | That slaves your ordinance, that will not... |
| 57329 | Because he does not feel, feel your pow'r... |
| 57330 | So distribution should undo excess, |
| 57331 | And each man have enough. Dost thou know ... |
| 57332 | Edg. Ay, master. |
| 57333 | Glou. There is a cliff, whose high and bendi... |
| 57334 | Looks fearfully in the confined deep. |
| 57335 | Bring me but to the very brim of it, |
| 57336 | And I'll repair the misery thou dost bear |
| 57337 | With something rich about me. From that p... |
| 57338 | I shall no leading need. |
| 57339 | Edg. Give me thy arm. |
| 57340 | Poor Tom shall lead thee. |
| 57341 | ... |
| 57342 | Scene II. |
| 57343 | Before the Duke of Albany's Palace. |
| 57344 | Enter Goneril and [Edmund the] Bastard. |
| 57345 | Gon. Welcome, my lord. I marvel our mild hus... |
| 57346 | Not met us on the way. |
| 57347 | Enter [Oswald the] Steward. |
| 57348 | Now, where's your master? |
| 57349 | Osw. Madam, within, but never man so chang'd. |
| 57350 | I told him of the army that was landed: |
| 57351 | He smil'd at it. I told him you were coming: |
| 57352 | His answer was, 'The worse.' Of Glouceste... |
| 57353 | And of the loyal service of his son |
| 57354 | When I inform'd him, then he call'd me sot |
| 57355 | And told me I had turn'd the wrong side out. |
| 57356 | What most he should dislike seems pleasan... |
| 57357 | What like, offensive. |
| 57358 | Gon. [to Edmund] Then shall you go no further. |
| 57359 | It is the cowish terror of his spirit, |
| 57360 | That dares not undertake. He'll not feel ... |
| 57361 | Which tie him to an answer. Our wishes on... |
| 57362 | May prove effects. Back, Edmund, to my br... |
| 57363 | Hasten his musters and conduct his pow'rs. |
| 57364 | I must change arms at home and give the d... |
| 57365 | Into my husband's hands. This trusty servant |
| 57366 | Shall pass between us. Ere long you are l... |
| 57367 | (If you dare venture in your own behalf) |
| 57368 | A mistress's command. Wear this. ... |
| 57369 | Spare speech. |
| 57370 | Decline your head. This kiss, if it durst... |
| 57371 | Would stretch thy spirits up into the air. |
| 57372 | Conceive, and fare thee well. |
| 57373 | Edm. Yours in the ranks of death! ... |
| 57374 | Gon. My most dear Gloucester! |
| 57375 | O, the difference of man and man! |
| 57376 | To thee a woman's services are due; |
| 57377 | My fool usurps my body. |
| 57378 | Osw. Madam, here comes my lord. ... |
| 57379 | Enter Albany. |
| 57380 | Gon. I have been worth the whistle. |
| 57381 | Alb. O Goneril, |
| 57382 | You are not worth the dust which the rude... |
| 57383 | Blows in your face! I fear your disposition. |
| 57384 | That nature which contemns it origin |
| 57385 | Cannot be bordered certain in itself. |
| 57386 | She that herself will sliver and disbranch |
| 57387 | From her material sap, perforce must wither |
| 57388 | And come to deadly use. |
| 57389 | Gon. No more! The text is foolish. |
| 57390 | Alb. Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile; |
| 57391 | Filths savour but themselves. What have y... |
| 57392 | Tigers, not daughters, what have you perf... |
| 57393 | A father, and a gracious aged man, |
| 57394 | Whose reverence even the head-lugg'd bear... |
| 57395 | Most barbarous, most degenerate, have you... |
| 57396 | Could my good brother suffer you to do it? |
| 57397 | A man, a prince, by him so benefited! |
| 57398 | If that the heavens do not their visible ... |
| 57399 | Send quickly down to tame these vile offe... |
| 57400 | It will come, |
| 57401 | Humanity must perforce prey on itself, |
| 57402 | Like monsters of the deep. |
| 57403 | Gon. Milk-liver'd man! |
| 57404 | That bear'st a cheek for blows, a head fo... |
| 57405 | Who hast not in thy brows an eye discerning |
| 57406 | Thine honour from thy suffering; that not... |
| 57407 | Fools do those villains pity who are puni... |
| 57408 | Ere they have done their mischief. Where'... |
| 57409 | France spreads his banners in our noisele... |
| 57410 | With plumed helm thy state begins to threat, |
| 57411 | Whiles thou, a moral fool, sit'st still, ... |
| 57412 | 'Alack, why does he so?' |
| 57413 | Alb. See thyself, devil! |
| 57414 | Proper deformity seems not in the fiend |
| 57415 | So horrid as in woman. |
| 57416 | Gon. O vain fool! |
| 57417 | Alb. Thou changed and self-cover'd thing, fo... |
| 57418 | Bemonster not thy feature! Were't my fitness |
| 57419 | To let these hands obey my blood, |
| 57420 | They are apt enough to dislocate and tear |
| 57421 | Thy flesh and bones. Howe'er thou art a f... |
| 57422 | A woman's shape doth shield thee. |
| 57423 | Gon. Marry, your manhood mew! |
| 57424 | Enter a Gentleman. |
| 57425 | Alb. What news? |
| 57426 | Gent. O, my good lord, the Duke of Cornwall ... |
| 57427 | Slain by his servant, going to put out |
| 57428 | The other eye of Gloucester. |
| 57429 | Alb. Gloucester's eyes? |
| 57430 | Gent. A servant that he bred, thrill'd with ... |
| 57431 | Oppos'd against the act, bending his sword |
| 57432 | To his great master; who, thereat enrag'd, |
| 57433 | Flew on him, and amongst them fell'd him ... |
| 57434 | But not without that harmful stroke which... |
| 57435 | Hath pluck'd him after. |
| 57436 | Alb. This shows you are above, |
| 57437 | You justicers, that these our nether crimes |
| 57438 | So speedily can venge! But O poor Glouces... |
| 57439 | Lose he his other eye? |
| 57440 | Gent. Both, both, my lord. |
| 57441 | This letter, madam, craves a speedy answer. |
| 57442 | 'Tis from your sister. |
| 57443 | Gon. [aside] One way I like this well; |
| 57444 | But being widow, and my Gloucester with her, |
| 57445 | May all the building in my fancy pluck |
| 57446 | Upon my hateful life. Another way |
| 57447 | The news is not so tart.- I'll read, and ... |
| 57448 | Exit. |
| 57449 | Alb. Where was his son when they did take hi... |
| 57450 | Gent. Come with my lady hither. |
| 57451 | Alb. He is not here. |
| 57452 | Gent. No, my good lord; I met him back again. |
| 57453 | Alb. Knows he the wickedness? |
| 57454 | Gent. Ay, my good lord. 'Twas he inform'd ag... |
| 57455 | And quit the house on purpose, that their... |
| 57456 | Might have the freer course. |
| 57457 | Alb. Gloucester, I live |
| 57458 | To thank thee for the love thou show'dst ... |
| 57459 | And to revenge thine eyes. Come hither, f... |
| 57460 | Tell me what more thou know'st. |
| 57461 | ... |
| 57462 | Scene III. |
| 57463 | The French camp near Dover. |
| 57464 | Enter Kent and a Gentleman. |
| 57465 | Kent. Why the King of France is so suddenly ... |
| 57466 | reason? |
| 57467 | Gent. Something he left imperfect in the sta... |
| 57468 | coming forth is thought of, which imports... |
| 57469 | fear and danger that his personal return ... |
| 57470 | necessary. |
| 57471 | Kent. Who hath he left behind him general? |
| 57472 | Gent. The Marshal of France, Monsieur La Far. |
| 57473 | Kent. Did your letters pierce the Queen to a... |
| 57474 | grief? |
| 57475 | Gent. Ay, sir. She took them, read them in m... |
| 57476 | And now and then an ample tear trill'd down |
| 57477 | Her delicate cheek. It seem'd she was a q... |
| 57478 | Over her passion, who, most rebel-like, |
| 57479 | Sought to be king o'er her. |
| 57480 | Kent. O, then it mov'd her? |
| 57481 | Gent. Not to a rage. Patience and sorrow str... |
| 57482 | Who should express her goodliest. You hav... |
| 57483 | Sunshine and rain at once: her smiles and... |
| 57484 | Were like, a better way. Those happy smilets |
| 57485 | That play'd on her ripe lip seem'd not to... |
| 57486 | What guests were in her eyes, which parte... |
| 57487 | As pearls from diamonds dropp'd. In brief, |
| 57488 | Sorrow would be a rarity most belov'd, |
| 57489 | If all could so become it. |
| 57490 | Kent. Made she no verbal question? |
| 57491 | Gent. Faith, once or twice she heav'd the na... |
| 57492 | Pantingly forth, as if it press'd her heart; |
| 57493 | Cried 'Sisters, sisters! Shame of ladies!... |
| 57494 | Kent! father! sisters! What, i' th' storm... |
| 57495 | Let pity not be believ'd!' There she shook |
| 57496 | The holy water from her heavenly eyes, |
| 57497 | And clamour moisten'd. Then away she started |
| 57498 | To deal with grief alone. |
| 57499 | Kent. It is the stars, |
| 57500 | The stars above us, govern our conditions; |
| 57501 | Else one self mate and mate could not beg... |
| 57502 | Such different issues. You spoke not with... |
| 57503 | Gent. No. |
| 57504 | Kent. Was this before the King return'd? |
| 57505 | Gent. No, since. |
| 57506 | Kent. Well, sir, the poor distressed Lear's ... |
| 57507 | Who sometime, in his better tune, remembers |
| 57508 | What we are come about, and by no means |
| 57509 | Will yield to see his daughter. |
| 57510 | Gent. Why, good sir? |
| 57511 | Kent. A sovereign shame so elbows him; his o... |
| 57512 | That stripp'd her from his benediction, t... |
| 57513 | To foreign casualties, gave her dear rights |
| 57514 | To his dog-hearted daughters- these thing... |
| 57515 | His mind so venomously that burning shame |
| 57516 | Detains him from Cordelia. |
| 57517 | Gent. Alack, poor gentleman! |
| 57518 | Kent. Of Albany's and Cornwall's powers you ... |
| 57519 | Gent. 'Tis so; they are afoot. |
| 57520 | Kent. Well, sir, I'll bring you to our maste... |
| 57521 | And leave you to attend him. Some dear ca... |
| 57522 | Will in concealment wrap me up awhile. |
| 57523 | When I am known aright, you shall not grieve |
| 57524 | Lending me this acquaintance. I pray you go |
| 57525 | Along with me. ... |
| 57526 | Scene IV. |
| 57527 | The French camp. |
| 57528 | Enter, with Drum and Colours, Cordelia, Doctor... |
| 57529 | Cor. Alack, 'tis he! Why, he was met even now |
| 57530 | As mad as the vex'd sea, singing aloud, |
| 57531 | Crown'd with rank fumiter and furrow weeds, |
| 57532 | With hardocks, hemlock, nettles, cuckoo f... |
| 57533 | Darnel, and all the idle weeds that grow |
| 57534 | In our sustaining corn. A century send fo... |
| 57535 | Search every acre in the high-grown field |
| 57536 | And bring him to our eye. [Exit an Office... |
| 57537 | wisdom |
| 57538 | In the restoring his bereaved sense? |
| 57539 | He that helps him take all my outward worth. |
| 57540 | Doct. There is means, madam. |
| 57541 | Our foster nurse of nature is repose, |
| 57542 | The which he lacks. That to provoke in him |
| 57543 | Are many simples operative, whose power |
| 57544 | Will close the eye of anguish. |
| 57545 | Cor. All blest secrets, |
| 57546 | All you unpublish'd virtues of the earth, |
| 57547 | Spring with my tears! be aidant and remed... |
| 57548 | In the good man's distress! Seek, seek fo... |
| 57549 | Lest his ungovern'd rage dissolve the life |
| 57550 | That wants the means to lead it. |
| 57551 | Enter Messenger. |
| 57552 | Mess. News, madam. |
| 57553 | The British pow'rs are marching hitherward. |
| 57554 | Cor. 'Tis known before. Our preparation stands |
| 57555 | In expectation of them. O dear father, |
| 57556 | It is thy business that I go about. |
| 57557 | Therefore great France |
| 57558 | My mourning and important tears hath pitied. |
| 57559 | No blown ambition doth our arms incite, |
| 57560 | But love, dear love, and our ag'd father'... |
| 57561 | Soon may I hear and see him! |
| 57562 | ... |
| 57563 | Scene V. |
| 57564 | Gloucester's Castle. |
| 57565 | Enter Regan and [Oswald the] Steward. |
| 57566 | Reg. But are my brother's pow'rs set forth? |
| 57567 | Osw. Ay, madam. |
| 57568 | Reg. Himself in person there? |
| 57569 | Osw. Madam, with much ado. |
| 57570 | Your sister is the better soldier. |
| 57571 | Reg. Lord Edmund spake not with your lord at... |
| 57572 | Osw. No, madam. |
| 57573 | Reg. What might import my sister's letter to... |
| 57574 | Osw. I know not, lady. |
| 57575 | Reg. Faith, he is posted hence on serious ma... |
| 57576 | It was great ignorance, Gloucester's eyes... |
| 57577 | To let him live. Where he arrives he moves |
| 57578 | All hearts against us. Edmund, I think, i... |
| 57579 | In pity of his misery, to dispatch |
| 57580 | His nighted life; moreover, to descry |
| 57581 | The strength o' th' enemy. |
| 57582 | Osw. I must needs after him, madam, with my ... |
| 57583 | Reg. Our troops set forth to-morrow. Stay wi... |
| 57584 | The ways are dangerous. |
| 57585 | Osw. I may not, madam. |
| 57586 | My lady charg'd my duty in this business. |
| 57587 | Reg. Why should she write to Edmund? Might n... |
| 57588 | Transport her purposes by word? Belike, |
| 57589 | Something- I know not what- I'll love the... |
| 57590 | Let me unseal the letter. |
| 57591 | Osw. Madam, I had rather- |
| 57592 | Reg. I know your lady does not love her husb... |
| 57593 | I am sure of that; and at her late being ... |
| 57594 | She gave strange eliads and most speaking... |
| 57595 | To noble Edmund. I know you are of her bo... |
| 57596 | Osw. I, madam? |
| 57597 | Reg. I speak in understanding. Y'are! I know't. |
| 57598 | Therefore I do advise you take this note. |
| 57599 | My lord is dead; Edmund and I have talk'd, |
| 57600 | And more convenient is he for my hand |
| 57601 | Than for your lady's. You may gather more. |
| 57602 | If you do find him, pray you give him thi... |
| 57603 | And when your mistress hears thus much fr... |
| 57604 | I pray desire her call her wisdom to her. |
| 57605 | So farewell. |
| 57606 | If you do chance to hear of that blind tr... |
| 57607 | Preferment falls on him that cuts him off. |
| 57608 | Osw. Would I could meet him, madam! I should... |
| 57609 | What party I do follow. |
| 57610 | Reg. Fare thee well. ... |
| 57611 | Scene VI. |
| 57612 | The country near Dover. |
| 57613 | Enter Gloucester, and Edgar [like a Peasant]. |
| 57614 | Glou. When shall I come to th' top of that s... |
| 57615 | Edg. You do climb up it now. Look how we lab... |
| 57616 | Glou. Methinks the ground is even. |
| 57617 | Edg. Horrible steep. |
| 57618 | Hark, do you hear the sea? |
| 57619 | Glou. No, truly. |
| 57620 | Edg. Why, then, your other senses grow imper... |
| 57621 | By your eyes' anguish. |
| 57622 | Glou. So may it be indeed. |
| 57623 | Methinks thy voice is alter'd, and thou s... |
| 57624 | In better phrase and matter than thou didst. |
| 57625 | Edg. Y'are much deceiv'd. In nothing am I ch... |
| 57626 | But in my garments. |
| 57627 | Glou. Methinks y'are better spoken. |
| 57628 | Edg. Come on, sir; here's the place. Stand s... |
| 57629 | And dizzy 'tis to cast one's eyes so low! |
| 57630 | The crows and choughs that wing the midwa... |
| 57631 | Show scarce so gross as beetles. Halfway ... |
| 57632 | Hangs one that gathers sampire- dreadful ... |
| 57633 | Methinks he seems no bigger than his head. |
| 57634 | The fishermen that walk upon the beach |
| 57635 | Appear like mice; and yond tall anchoring... |
| 57636 | Diminish'd to her cock; her cock, a buoy |
| 57637 | Almost too small for sight. The murmuring... |
| 57638 | That on th' unnumb'red idle pebble chafes |
| 57639 | Cannot be heard so high. I'll look no more, |
| 57640 | Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight |
| 57641 | Topple down headlong. |
| 57642 | Glou. Set me where you stand. |
| 57643 | Edg. Give me your hand. You are now within a... |
| 57644 | Of th' extreme verge. For all beneath the... |
| 57645 | Would I not leap upright. |
| 57646 | Glou. Let go my hand. |
| 57647 | Here, friend, is another purse; in it a j... |
| 57648 | Well worth a poor man's taking. Fairies a... |
| 57649 | Prosper it with thee! Go thou further off; |
| 57650 | Bid me farewell, and let me hear thee goi... |
| 57651 | Edg. Now fare ye well, good sir. |
| 57652 | Glou. With all my heart. |
| 57653 | Edg. [aside]. Why I do trifle thus with his ... |
| 57654 | Is done to cure it. |
| 57655 | Glou. O you mighty gods! ... |
| 57656 | This world I do renounce, and, in your si... |
| 57657 | Shake patiently my great affliction off. |
| 57658 | If I could bear it longer and not fall |
| 57659 | To quarrel with your great opposeless wills, |
| 57660 | My snuff and loathed part of nature should |
| 57661 | Burn itself out. If Edgar live, O, bless ... |
| 57662 | Now, fellow, fare thee well. |
| 57663 | He falls [fo... |
| 57664 | Edg. Gone, sir, farewell.- |
| 57665 | And yet I know not how conceit may rob |
| 57666 | The treasury of life when life itself |
| 57667 | Yields to the theft. Had he been where he... |
| 57668 | By this had thought been past.- Alive or ... |
| 57669 | Ho you, sir! friend! Hear you, sir? Speak!- |
| 57670 | Thus might he pass indeed. Yet he revives. |
| 57671 | What are you, sir? |
| 57672 | Glou. Away, and let me die. |
| 57673 | Edg. Hadst thou been aught but gossamer, fea... |
| 57674 | So many fadom down precipitating, |
| 57675 | Thou'dst shiver'd like an egg; but thou d... |
| 57676 | Hast heavy substance; bleed'st not; speak... |
| 57677 | Ten masts at each make not the altitude |
| 57678 | Which thou hast perpendicularly fell. |
| 57679 | Thy life is a miracle. Speak yet again. |
| 57680 | Glou. But have I fall'n, or no? |
| 57681 | Edg. From the dread summit of this chalky bo... |
| 57682 | Look up a-height. The shrill-gorg'd lark ... |
| 57683 | Cannot be seen or heard. Do but look up. |
| 57684 | Glou. Alack, I have no eyes! |
| 57685 | Is wretchedness depriv'd that benefit |
| 57686 | To end itself by death? 'Twas yet some co... |
| 57687 | When misery could beguile the tyrant's rage |
| 57688 | And frustrate his proud will. |
| 57689 | Edg. Give me your arm. |
| 57690 | Up- so. How is't? Feel you your legs? You... |
| 57691 | Glou. Too well, too well. |
| 57692 | Edg. This is above all strangeness. |
| 57693 | Upon the crown o' th' cliff what thing wa... |
| 57694 | Which parted from you? |
| 57695 | Glou. A poor unfortunate beggar. |
| 57696 | Edg. As I stood here below, methought his eyes |
| 57697 | Were two full moons; he had a thousand no... |
| 57698 | Horns whelk'd and wav'd like the enridged... |
| 57699 | It was some fiend. Therefore, thou happy ... |
| 57700 | Think that the clearest gods, who make th... |
| 57701 | Of men's impossibility, have preserv'd thee. |
| 57702 | Glou. I do remember now. Henceforth I'll bear |
| 57703 | Affliction till it do cry out itself |
| 57704 | 'Enough, enough,' and die. That thing you... |
| 57705 | I took it for a man. Often 'twould say |
| 57706 | 'The fiend, the fiend'- he led me to that... |
| 57707 | Edg. Bear free and patient thoughts. |
| 57708 | Enter Lear, mad, [fantastically dress... |
| 57709 | But who comes here? |
| 57710 | The safer sense will ne'er accommodate |
| 57711 | His master thus. |
| 57712 | Lear. No, they cannot touch me for coming; |
| 57713 | I am the King himself. |
| 57714 | Edg. O thou side-piercing sight! |
| 57715 | Lear. Nature 's above art in that respect. T... |
| 57716 | money. That fellow handles his bow like a... |
| 57717 | a clothier's yard. Look, look, a mouse! P... |
| 57718 | of toasted cheese will do't. There's my g... |
| 57719 | on a giant. Bring up the brown bills. O, ... |
| 57720 | th' clout, i' th' clout! Hewgh! Give the ... |
| 57721 | Edg. Sweet marjoram. |
| 57722 | Lear. Pass. |
| 57723 | Glou. I know that voice. |
| 57724 | Lear. Ha! Goneril with a white beard? They f... |
| 57725 | and told me I had white hairs in my beard... |
| 57726 | were there. To say 'ay' and 'no' to every... |
| 57727 | 'no' too was no good divinity. When the r... |
| 57728 | once, and the wind to make me chatter; wh... |
| 57729 | not peace at my bidding; there I found 'e... |
| 57730 | out. Go to, they are not men o' their wor... |
| 57731 | everything. 'Tis a lie- I am not ague-proof. |
| 57732 | Glou. The trick of that voice I do well reme... |
| 57733 | Is't not the King? |
| 57734 | Lear. Ay, every inch a king! |
| 57735 | When I do stare, see how the subject quakes. |
| 57736 | I pardon that man's life. What was thy ca... |
| 57737 | Adultery? |
| 57738 | Thou shalt not die. Die for adultery? No. |
| 57739 | The wren goes to't, and the small gilded fly |
| 57740 | Does lecher in my sight. |
| 57741 | Let copulation thrive; for Gloucester's b... |
| 57742 | Was kinder to his father than my daughters |
| 57743 | Got 'tween the lawful sheets. |
| 57744 | To't, luxury, pell-mell! for I lack soldi... |
| 57745 | Behold yond simp'ring dame, |
| 57746 | Whose face between her forks presageth snow, |
| 57747 | That minces virtue, and does shake the head |
| 57748 | To hear of pleasure's name. |
| 57749 | The fitchew nor the soiled horse goes to't |
| 57750 | With a more riotous appetite. |
| 57751 | Down from the waist they are Centaurs, |
| 57752 | Though women all above. |
| 57753 | But to the girdle do the gods inherit, |
| 57754 | Beneath is all the fiend's. |
| 57755 | There's hell, there's darkness, there's t... |
| 57756 | burning, scalding, stench, consumption. F... |
| 57757 | Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecar... |
| 57758 | imagination. There's money for thee. |
| 57759 | Glou. O, let me kiss that hand! |
| 57760 | Lear. Let me wipe it first; it smells of mor... |
| 57761 | Glou. O ruin'd piece of nature! This great w... |
| 57762 | Shall so wear out to naught. Dost thou kn... |
| 57763 | Lear. I remember thine eyes well enough. Dos... |
| 57764 | No, do thy worst, blind Cupid! I'll not l... |
| 57765 | challenge; mark but the penning of it. |
| 57766 | Glou. Were all the letters suns, I could not... |
| 57767 | Edg. [aside] I would not take this from repo... |
| 57768 | And my heart breaks at it. |
| 57769 | Lear. Read. |
| 57770 | Glou. What, with the case of eyes? |
| 57771 | Lear. O, ho, are you there with me? No eyes ... |
| 57772 | money in your purse? Your eyes are in a h... |
| 57773 | in a light. Yet you see how this world goes. |
| 57774 | Glou. I see it feelingly. |
| 57775 | Lear. What, art mad? A man may see how the w... |
| 57776 | Look with thine ears. See how yond justic... |
| 57777 | simple thief. Hark in thine ear. Change p... |
| 57778 | which is the justice, which is the thief?... |
| 57779 | farmer's dog bark at a beggar? |
| 57780 | Glou. Ay, sir. |
| 57781 | Lear. And the creature run from the cur? The... |
| 57782 | the great image of authority: a dog's obe... |
| 57783 | Thou rascal beadle, hold thy bloody hand! |
| 57784 | Why dost thou lash that whore? Strip thin... |
| 57785 | Thou hotly lusts to use her in that kind |
| 57786 | For which thou whip'st her. The usurer ha... |
| 57787 | Through tatter'd clothes small vices do a... |
| 57788 | Robes and furr'd gowns hide all. Plate si... |
| 57789 | And the strong lance of justice hurtless ... |
| 57790 | Arm it in rags, a pygmy's straw does pier... |
| 57791 | None does offend, none- I say none! I'll ... |
| 57792 | Take that of me, my friend, who have the ... |
| 57793 | To seal th' accuser's lips. Get thee glas... |
| 57794 | And, like a scurvy politician, seem |
| 57795 | To see the things thou dost not. Now, now... |
| 57796 | Pull off my boots. Harder, harder! So. |
| 57797 | Edg. O, matter and impertinency mix'd! |
| 57798 | Reason, in madness! |
| 57799 | Lear. If thou wilt weep my fortunes, take my... |
| 57800 | I know thee well enough; thy name is Glou... |
| 57801 | Thou must be patient. We came crying hither; |
| 57802 | Thou know'st, the first time that we smel... |
| 57803 | We wawl and cry. I will preach to thee. M... |
| 57804 | Glou. Alack, alack the day! |
| 57805 | Lear. When we are born, we cry that we are come |
| 57806 | To this great stage of fools. This' a goo... |
| 57807 | It were a delicate stratagem to shoe |
| 57808 | A troop of horse with felt. I'll put't in... |
| 57809 | And when I have stol'n upon these sons-in... |
| 57810 | Then kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill! |
| 57811 | Enter a Gentleman [with Atten... |
| 57812 | Gent. O, here he is! Lay hand upon him.- Sir, |
| 57813 | Your most dear daughter- |
| 57814 | Lear. No rescue? What, a prisoner? I am even |
| 57815 | The natural fool of fortune. Use me well; |
| 57816 | You shall have ransom. Let me have a surg... |
| 57817 | I am cut to th' brains. |
| 57818 | Gent. You shall have anything. |
| 57819 | Lear. No seconds? All myself? |
| 57820 | Why, this would make a man a man of salt, |
| 57821 | To use his eyes for garden waterpots, |
| 57822 | Ay, and laying autumn's dust. |
| 57823 | Gent. Good sir- |
| 57824 | Lear. I will die bravely, like a smug brideg... |
| 57825 | I will be jovial. Come, come, I am a king; |
| 57826 | My masters, know you that? |
| 57827 | Gent. You are a royal one, and we obey you. |
| 57828 | Lear. Then there's life in't. Nay, an you ge... |
| 57829 | by running. Sa, sa, sa, sa! |
| 57830 | Exit running. [A... |
| 57831 | Gent. A sight most pitiful in the meanest wr... |
| 57832 | Past speaking of in a king! Thou hast one... |
| 57833 | Who redeems nature from the general curse |
| 57834 | Which twain have brought her to. |
| 57835 | Edg. Hail, gentle sir. |
| 57836 | Gent. Sir, speed you. What's your will? |
| 57837 | Edg. Do you hear aught, sir, of a battle tow... |
| 57838 | Gent. Most sure and vulgar. Every one hears ... |
| 57839 | Which can distinguish sound. |
| 57840 | Edg. But, by your favour, |
| 57841 | How near's the other army? |
| 57842 | Gent. Near and on speedy foot. The main descry |
| 57843 | Stands on the hourly thought. |
| 57844 | Edg. I thank you sir. That's all. |
| 57845 | Gent. Though that the Queen on special cause... |
| 57846 | Her army is mov'd on. |
| 57847 | Edg. I thank you, sir |
| 57848 | ... |
| 57849 | Glou. You ever-gentle gods, take my breath f... |
| 57850 | Let not my worser spirit tempt me again |
| 57851 | To die before you please! |
| 57852 | Edg. Well pray you, father. |
| 57853 | Glou. Now, good sir, what are you? |
| 57854 | Edg. A most poor man, made tame to fortune's... |
| 57855 | Who, by the art of known and feeling sorr... |
| 57856 | Am pregnant to good pity. Give me your hand; |
| 57857 | I'll lead you to some biding. |
| 57858 | Glou. Hearty thanks. |
| 57859 | The bounty and the benison of heaven |
| 57860 | To boot, and boot! |
| 57861 | Enter [Oswald the] Steward. |
| 57862 | Osw. A proclaim'd prize! Most happy! |
| 57863 | That eyeless head of thine was first fram... |
| 57864 | To raise my fortunes. Thou old unhappy tr... |
| 57865 | Briefly thyself remember. The sword is out |
| 57866 | That must destroy thee. |
| 57867 | Glou. Now let thy friendly hand |
| 57868 | Put strength enough to't. |
| 57869 | [... |
| 57870 | Osw. Wherefore, bold peasant, |
| 57871 | Dar'st thou support a publish'd traitor? ... |
| 57872 | Lest that th' infection of his fortune take |
| 57873 | Like hold on thee. Let go his arm. |
| 57874 | Edg. Chill not let go, zir, without vurther ... |
| 57875 | Osw. Let go, slave, or thou diest! |
| 57876 | Edg. Good gentleman, go your gait, and let p... |
| 57877 | ha' bin zwagger'd out of my life, 'twould... |
| 57878 | 'tis by a vortnight. Nay, come not near t... |
| 57879 | che vore ye, or Ise try whether your cost... |
| 57880 | harder. Chill be plain with you. |
| 57881 | Osw. Out, dunghill! |
| 57882 | ... |
| 57883 | Edg. Chill pick your teeth, zir. Come! No ma... |
| 57884 | ... |
| 57885 | Osw. Slave, thou hast slain me. Villain, tak... |
| 57886 | If ever thou wilt thrive, bury my body, |
| 57887 | And give the letters which thou find'st a... |
| 57888 | To Edmund Earl of Gloucester. Seek him out |
| 57889 | Upon the British party. O, untimely death... |
| 57890 | ... |
| 57891 | Edg. I know thee well. A serviceable villain, |
| 57892 | As duteous to the vices of thy mistress |
| 57893 | As badness would desire. |
| 57894 | Glou. What, is he dead? |
| 57895 | Edg. Sit you down, father; rest you. |
| 57896 | Let's see his pockets; these letters that... |
| 57897 | May be my friends. He's dead. I am only s... |
| 57898 | He had no other deathsman. Let us see. |
| 57899 | Leave, gentle wax; and, manners, blame us... |
| 57900 | To know our enemies' minds, we'ld rip the... |
| 57901 | Their papers, is more lawful. ... |
| 57902 | 'Let our reciprocal vows be rememb'red.... |
| 57903 | opportunities to cut him off. If your wil... |
| 57904 | place will be fruitfully offer'd. There i... |
| 57905 | return the conqueror. Then am I the priso... |
| 57906 | jail; from the loathed warmth whereof del... |
| 57907 | place for your labour. |
| 57908 | 'Your (wife, so I would say) affect... |
| 57909 | ... |
| 57910 | O indistinguish'd space of woman's will! |
| 57911 | A plot upon her virtuous husband's life, |
| 57912 | And the exchange my brother! Here in the ... |
| 57913 | Thee I'll rake up, the post unsanctified |
| 57914 | Of murtherous lechers; and in the mature ... |
| 57915 | With this ungracious paper strike the sight |
| 57916 | Of the death-practis'd Duke, For him 'tis... |
| 57917 | That of thy death and business I can tell. |
| 57918 | Glou. The King is mad. How stiff is my vile ... |
| 57919 | That I stand up, and have ingenious feeling |
| 57920 | Of my huge sorrows! Better I were distract. |
| 57921 | So should my thoughts be sever'd from my ... |
| 57922 | And woes by wrong imaginations lose |
| 57923 | The knowledge of themselves. |
| 57924 | ... |
| 57925 | Edg. Give me your hand. |
| 57926 | Far off methinks I hear the beaten drum. |
| 57927 | Come, father, I'll bestow you with a frie... |
| 57928 | Scene VII. |
| 57929 | A tent in the French camp. |
| 57930 | Enter Cordelia, Kent, Doctor, and Gentleman. |
| 57931 | Cor. O thou good Kent, how shall I live and ... |
| 57932 | To match thy goodness? My life will be to... |
| 57933 | And every measure fail me. |
| 57934 | Kent. To be acknowledg'd, madam, is o'erpaid. |
| 57935 | All my reports go with the modest truth; |
| 57936 | Nor more nor clipp'd, but so. |
| 57937 | Cor. Be better suited. |
| 57938 | These weeds are memories of those worser ... |
| 57939 | I prithee put them off. |
| 57940 | Kent. Pardon, dear madam. |
| 57941 | Yet to be known shortens my made intent. |
| 57942 | My boon I make it that you know me not |
| 57943 | Till time and I think meet. |
| 57944 | Cor. Then be't so, my good lord. [To the Doc... |
| 57945 | Doct. Madam, sleeps still. |
| 57946 | Cor. O you kind gods, |
| 57947 | Cure this great breach in his abused natu... |
| 57948 | Th' untun'd and jarring senses, O, wind up |
| 57949 | Of this child-changed father! |
| 57950 | Doct. So please your Majesty |
| 57951 | That we may wake the King? He hath slept ... |
| 57952 | Cor. Be govern'd by your knowledge, and proceed |
| 57953 | I' th' sway of your own will. Is he array'd? |
| 57954 | Enter Lear in a chair carried by... |
| 57955 | Gent. Ay, madam. In the heaviness of sleep |
| 57956 | We put fresh garments on him. |
| 57957 | Doct. Be by, good madam, when we do awake him. |
| 57958 | I doubt not of his temperance. |
| 57959 | Cor. Very well. |
| 57960 | ... |
| 57961 | Doct. Please you draw near. Louder the music... |
| 57962 | Cor. O my dear father, restoration hang |
| 57963 | Thy medicine on my lips, and let this kiss |
| 57964 | Repair those violent harms that my two si... |
| 57965 | Have in thy reverence made! |
| 57966 | Kent. Kind and dear princess! |
| 57967 | Cor. Had you not been their father, these wh... |
| 57968 | Had challeng'd pity of them. Was this a face |
| 57969 | To be oppos'd against the warring winds? |
| 57970 | To stand against the deep dread-bolted th... |
| 57971 | In the most terrible and nimble stroke |
| 57972 | Of quick cross lightning? to watch- poor ... |
| 57973 | With this thin helm? Mine enemy's dog, |
| 57974 | Though he had bit me, should have stood t... |
| 57975 | Against my fire; and wast thou fain, poor... |
| 57976 | To hovel thee with swine and rogues forlorn, |
| 57977 | In short and musty straw? Alack, alack! |
| 57978 | 'Tis wonder that thy life and wits at once |
| 57979 | Had not concluded all.- He wakes. Speak t... |
| 57980 | Doct. Madam, do you; 'tis fittest. |
| 57981 | Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your ... |
| 57982 | Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o' th' ... |
| 57983 | Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound |
| 57984 | Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears |
| 57985 | Do scald like molten lead. |
| 57986 | Cor. Sir, do you know me? |
| 57987 | Lear. You are a spirit, I know. When did you... |
| 57988 | Cor. Still, still, far wide! |
| 57989 | Doct. He's scarce awake. Let him alone awhile. |
| 57990 | Lear. Where have I been? Where am I? Fair da... |
| 57991 | I am mightily abus'd. I should e'en die w... |
| 57992 | To see another thus. I know not what to say. |
| 57993 | I will not swear these are my hands. Let'... |
| 57994 | I feel this pin prick. Would I were assur'd |
| 57995 | Of my condition! |
| 57996 | Cor. O, look upon me, sir, |
| 57997 | And hold your hands in benediction o'er me. |
| 57998 | No, sir, you must not kneel. |
| 57999 | Lear. Pray, do not mock me. |
| 58000 | I am a very foolish fond old man, |
| 58001 | Fourscore and upward, not an hour more no... |
| 58002 | And, to deal plainly, |
| 58003 | I fear I am not in my perfect mind. |
| 58004 | Methinks I should know you, and know this... |
| 58005 | Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignora... |
| 58006 | What place this is; and all the skill I have |
| 58007 | Remembers not these garments; nor I know not |
| 58008 | Where I did lodge last night. Do not laug... |
| 58009 | For (as I am a man) I think this lady |
| 58010 | To be my child Cordelia. |
| 58011 | Cor. And so I am! I am! |
| 58012 | Lear. Be your tears wet? Yes, faith. I pray ... |
| 58013 | If you have poison for me, I will drink it. |
| 58014 | I know you do not love me; for your sisters |
| 58015 | Have, as I do remember, done me wrong. |
| 58016 | You have some cause, they have not. |
| 58017 | Cor. No cause, no cause. |
| 58018 | Lear. Am I in France? |
| 58019 | Kent. In your own kingdom, sir. |
| 58020 | Lear. Do not abuse me. |
| 58021 | Doct. Be comforted, good madam. The great rage |
| 58022 | You see is kill'd in him; and yet it is d... |
| 58023 | To make him even o'er the time he has lost. |
| 58024 | Desire him to go in. Trouble him no more |
| 58025 | Till further settling. |
| 58026 | Cor. Will't please your Highness walk? |
| 58027 | Lear. You must bear with me. |
| 58028 | Pray you now, forget and forgive. I am ol... |
| 58029 | Exeunt. Manent K... |
| 58030 | Gent. Holds it true, sir, that the Duke of C... |
| 58031 | Kent. Most certain, sir. |
| 58032 | Gent. Who is conductor of his people? |
| 58033 | Kent. As 'tis said, the bastard son of Glouc... |
| 58034 | Gent. They say Edgar, his banish'd son, is w... |
| 58035 | in Germany. |
| 58036 | Kent. Report is changeable. 'Tis time to loo... |
| 58037 | the kingdom approach apace. |
| 58038 | Gent. The arbitrement is like to be bloody. |
| 58039 | Fare you well, sir. ... |
| 58040 | Kent. My point and period will be throughly ... |
| 58041 | Or well or ill, as this day's battle's fo... |
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| 58050 | ACT V. Scene I. |
| 58051 | The British camp near Dover. |
| 58052 | Enter, with Drum and Colours, Edmund, Regan, G... |
| 58053 | Edm. Know of the Duke if his last purpose hold, |
| 58054 | Or whether since he is advis'd by aught |
| 58055 | To change the course. He's full of altera... |
| 58056 | And self-reproving. Bring his constant pl... |
| 58057 | ... |
| 58058 | Reg. Our sister's man is certainly miscarried. |
| 58059 | Edm. Tis to be doubted, madam. |
| 58060 | Reg. Now, sweet lord, |
| 58061 | You know the goodness I intend upon you. |
| 58062 | Tell me- but truly- but then speak the tr... |
| 58063 | Do you not love my sister? |
| 58064 | Edm. In honour'd love. |
| 58065 | Reg. But have you never found my brother's way |
| 58066 | To the forfended place? |
| 58067 | Edm. That thought abuses you. |
| 58068 | Reg. I am doubtful that you have been conjun... |
| 58069 | And bosom'd with her, as far as we call h... |
| 58070 | Edm. No, by mine honour, madam. |
| 58071 | Reg. I never shall endure her. Dear my lord, |
| 58072 | Be not familiar with her. |
| 58073 | Edm. Fear me not. |
| 58074 | She and the Duke her husband! |
| 58075 | Enter, with Drum and Colours, Albany, G... |
| 58076 | Gon. [aside] I had rather lose the battle th... |
| 58077 | Should loosen him and me. |
| 58078 | Alb. Our very loving sister, well bemet. |
| 58079 | Sir, this I hear: the King is come to his... |
| 58080 | With others whom the rigour of our state |
| 58081 | Forc'd to cry out. Where I could not be h... |
| 58082 | I never yet was valiant. For this business, |
| 58083 | It toucheth us as France invades our land, |
| 58084 | Not bolds the King, with others whom, I f... |
| 58085 | Most just and heavy causes make oppose. |
| 58086 | Edm. Sir, you speak nobly. |
| 58087 | Reg. Why is this reason'd? |
| 58088 | Gon. Combine together 'gainst the enemy; |
| 58089 | For these domestic and particular broils |
| 58090 | Are not the question here. |
| 58091 | Alb. Let's then determine |
| 58092 | With th' ancient of war on our proceeding. |
| 58093 | Edm. I shall attend you presently at your tent. |
| 58094 | Reg. Sister, you'll go with us? |
| 58095 | Gon. No. |
| 58096 | Reg. 'Tis most convenient. Pray you go with us. |
| 58097 | Gon. [aside] O, ho, I know the riddle.- I wi... |
| 58098 | [As they are going out,] enter Edgar... |
| 58099 | Edg. If e'er your Grace had speech with man ... |
| 58100 | Hear me one word. |
| 58101 | Alb. I'll overtake you.- Speak. |
| 58102 | Exeunt [all but ... |
| 58103 | Edg. Before you fight the battle, ope this l... |
| 58104 | If you have victory, let the trumpet sound |
| 58105 | For him that brought it. Wretched though ... |
| 58106 | I can produce a champion that will prove |
| 58107 | What is avouched there. If you miscarry, |
| 58108 | Your business of the world hath so an end, |
| 58109 | And machination ceases. Fortune love you! |
| 58110 | Alb. Stay till I have read the letter. |
| 58111 | Edg. I was forbid it. |
| 58112 | When time shall serve, let but the herald... |
| 58113 | And I'll appear again. |
| 58114 | Alb. Why, fare thee well. I will o'erlook th... |
| 58115 | ... |
| 58116 | Enter Edmund. |
| 58117 | Edm. The enemy 's in view; draw up your powers. |
| 58118 | Here is the guess of their true strength ... |
| 58119 | By diligent discovery; but your haste |
| 58120 | Is now urg'd on you. |
| 58121 | Alb. We will greet the time. ... |
| 58122 | Edm. To both these sisters have I sworn my l... |
| 58123 | Each jealous of the other, as the stung |
| 58124 | Are of the adder. Which of them shall I t... |
| 58125 | Both? one? or neither? Neither can be enj... |
| 58126 | If both remain alive. To take the widow |
| 58127 | Exasperates, makes mad her sister Goneril; |
| 58128 | And hardly shall I carry out my side, |
| 58129 | Her husband being alive. Now then, we'll use |
| 58130 | His countenance for the battle, which bei... |
| 58131 | Let her who would be rid of him devise |
| 58132 | His speedy taking off. As for the mercy |
| 58133 | Which he intends to Lear and to Cordelia- |
| 58134 | The battle done, and they within our power, |
| 58135 | Shall never see his pardon; for my state |
| 58136 | Stands on me to defend, not to debate. ... |
| 58137 | Scene II. |
| 58138 | A field between the two camps. |
| 58139 | Alarum within. Enter, with Drum and Colours, t... |
| 58140 | over the stage, Cordelia with her Father in he... |
| 58141 | Enter Edgar and Gloucester. |
| 58142 | Edg. Here, father, take the shadow of this tree |
| 58143 | For your good host. Pray that the right m... |
| 58144 | If ever I return to you again, |
| 58145 | I'll bring you comfort. |
| 58146 | Glou. Grace go with you, sir! |
| 58147 | ... |
| 58148 | Alarum and retreat within. Ente... |
| 58149 | Edg. Away, old man! give me thy hand! away! |
| 58150 | King Lear hath lost, he and his daughter ... |
| 58151 | Give me thy hand! come on! |
| 58152 | Glou. No further, sir. A man may rot even he... |
| 58153 | Edg. What, in ill thoughts again? Men must e... |
| 58154 | Their going hence, even as their coming h... |
| 58155 | Ripeness is all. Come on. |
| 58156 | Glou. And that's true too. ... |
| 58157 | Scene III. |
| 58158 | The British camp, near Dover. |
| 58159 | Enter, in conquest, with Drum and Colours, Edm... |
| 58160 | as prisoners; Soldiers, Captain. |
| 58161 | Edm. Some officers take them away. Good guard |
| 58162 | Until their greater pleasures first be known |
| 58163 | That are to censure them. |
| 58164 | Cor. We are not the first |
| 58165 | Who with best meaning have incurr'd the w... |
| 58166 | For thee, oppressed king, am I cast down; |
| 58167 | Myself could else outfrown false Fortune'... |
| 58168 | Shall we not see these daughters and thes... |
| 58169 | Lear. No, no, no, no! Come, let's away to pr... |
| 58170 | We two alone will sing like birds i' th' ... |
| 58171 | When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll knee... |
| 58172 | And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, |
| 58173 | And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, a... |
| 58174 | At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues |
| 58175 | Talk of court news; and we'll talk with t... |
| 58176 | Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's o... |
| 58177 | And take upon 's the mystery of things, |
| 58178 | As if we were God's spies; and we'll wear... |
| 58179 | In a wall'd prison, packs and sects of gr... |
| 58180 | That ebb and flow by th' moon. |
| 58181 | Edm. Take them away. |
| 58182 | Lear. Upon such sacrifices, my Cordelia, |
| 58183 | The gods themselves throw incense. Have I... |
| 58184 | He that parts us shall bring a brand from... |
| 58185 | And fire us hence like foxes. Wipe thine ... |
| 58186 | The goodyears shall devour 'em, flesh and... |
| 58187 | Ere they shall make us weep! We'll see 'e... |
| 58188 | Come. Exeunt [Lear and C... |
| 58189 | Edm. Come hither, Captain; hark. |
| 58190 | Take thou this note [gives a paper]. Go f... |
| 58191 | One step I have advanc'd thee. If thou dost |
| 58192 | As this instructs thee, thou dost make th... |
| 58193 | To noble fortunes. Know thou this, that men |
| 58194 | Are as the time is. To be tender-minded |
| 58195 | Does not become a sword. Thy great employ... |
| 58196 | Will not bear question. Either say thou'l... |
| 58197 | Or thrive by other means. |
| 58198 | Capt. I'll do't, my lord. |
| 58199 | Edm. About it! and write happy when th' hast... |
| 58200 | Mark- I say, instantly; and carry it so |
| 58201 | As I have set it down. |
| 58202 | Capt. I cannot draw a cart, nor eat dried oats; |
| 58203 | If it be man's work, I'll do't. ... |
| 58204 | Flourish. Enter Albany, Goneril, Reg... |
| 58205 | Alb. Sir, you have show'd to-day your valian... |
| 58206 | And fortune led you well. You have the ca... |
| 58207 | Who were the opposites of this day's strife. |
| 58208 | We do require them of you, so to use them |
| 58209 | As we shall find their merits and our safety |
| 58210 | May equally determine. |
| 58211 | Edm. Sir, I thought it fit |
| 58212 | To send the old and miserable King |
| 58213 | To some retention and appointed guard; |
| 58214 | Whose age has charms in it, whose title m... |
| 58215 | To pluck the common bosom on his side |
| 58216 | And turn our impress'd lances in our eyes |
| 58217 | Which do command them. With him I sent th... |
| 58218 | My reason all the same; and they are ready |
| 58219 | To-morrow, or at further space, t' appear |
| 58220 | Where you shall hold your session. At thi... |
| 58221 | We sweat and bleed: the friend hath lost ... |
| 58222 | And the best quarrels, in the heat, are c... |
| 58223 | By those that feel their sharpness. |
| 58224 | The question of Cordelia and her father |
| 58225 | Requires a fitter place. |
| 58226 | Alb. Sir, by your patience, |
| 58227 | I hold you but a subject of this war, |
| 58228 | Not as a brother. |
| 58229 | Reg. That's as we list to grace him. |
| 58230 | Methinks our pleasure might have been dem... |
| 58231 | Ere you had spoke so far. He led our powers, |
| 58232 | Bore the commission of my place and person, |
| 58233 | The which immediacy may well stand up |
| 58234 | And call itself your brother. |
| 58235 | Gon. Not so hot! |
| 58236 | In his own grace he doth exalt himself |
| 58237 | More than in your addition. |
| 58238 | Reg. In my rights |
| 58239 | By me invested, he compeers the best. |
| 58240 | Gon. That were the most if he should husband... |
| 58241 | Reg. Jesters do oft prove prophets. |
| 58242 | Gon. Holla, holla! |
| 58243 | That eye that told you so look'd but asqu... |
| 58244 | Reg. Lady, I am not well; else I should answer |
| 58245 | From a full-flowing stomach. General, |
| 58246 | Take thou my soldiers, prisoners, patrimony; |
| 58247 | Dispose of them, of me; the walls are thine. |
| 58248 | Witness the world that I create thee here |
| 58249 | My lord and master. |
| 58250 | Gon. Mean you to enjoy him? |
| 58251 | Alb. The let-alone lies not in your good will. |
| 58252 | Edm. Nor in thine, lord. |
| 58253 | Alb. Half-blooded fellow, yes. |
| 58254 | Reg. [to Edmund] Let the drum strike, and pr... |
| 58255 | Alb. Stay yet; hear reason. Edmund, I arrest... |
| 58256 | On capital treason; and, in thine attaint, |
| 58257 | This gilded serpent [points to Goneril]. ... |
| 58258 | sister, |
| 58259 | I bar it in the interest of my wife. |
| 58260 | 'Tis she is subcontracted to this lord, |
| 58261 | And I, her husband, contradict your banes. |
| 58262 | If you will marry, make your loves to me; |
| 58263 | My lady is bespoke. |
| 58264 | Gon. An interlude! |
| 58265 | Alb. Thou art arm'd, Gloucester. Let the tru... |
| 58266 | If none appear to prove upon thy person |
| 58267 | Thy heinous, manifest, and many treasons, |
| 58268 | There is my pledge [throws down a glove]!... |
| 58269 | heart, |
| 58270 | Ere I taste bread, thou art in nothing less |
| 58271 | Than I have here proclaim'd thee. |
| 58272 | Reg. Sick, O, sick! |
| 58273 | Gon. [aside] If not, I'll ne'er trust medicine. |
| 58274 | Edm. There's my exchange [throws down a glov... |
| 58275 | he is |
| 58276 | That names me traitor, villain-like he lies. |
| 58277 | Call by thy trumpet. He that dares approach, |
| 58278 | On him, on you, who not? I will maintain |
| 58279 | My truth and honour firmly. |
| 58280 | Alb. A herald, ho! |
| 58281 | Edm. A herald, ho, a herald! |
| 58282 | Alb. Trust to thy single virtue; for thy sol... |
| 58283 | All levied in my name, have in my name |
| 58284 | Took their discharge. |
| 58285 | Reg. My sickness grows upon me. |
| 58286 | Alb. She is not well. Convey her to my tent. |
| 58287 | ... |
| 58288 | Enter a Herald. |
| 58289 | Come hither, herald. Let the trumpet sound, |
| 58290 | And read out this. |
| 58291 | Capt. Sound, trumpet! ... |
| 58292 | Her. (reads) 'If any man of quality or degre... |
| 58293 | the army will maintain upon Edmund, suppo... |
| 58294 | that he is a manifold traitor, let him ap... |
| 58295 | of the trumpet. He is bold in his defence.' |
| 58296 | Edm. Sound! ... |
| 58297 | Her. Again! ... |
| 58298 | Her. Again! ... |
| 58299 | Trump... |
| 58300 | Enter Edgar, armed, at the third sound, a ... |
| 58301 | Alb. Ask him his purposes, why he appears |
| 58302 | Upon this call o' th' trumpet. |
| 58303 | Her. What are you? |
| 58304 | Your name, your quality? and why you answer |
| 58305 | This present summons? |
| 58306 | Edg. Know my name is lost; |
| 58307 | By treason's tooth bare-gnawn and canker-... |
| 58308 | Yet am I noble as the adversary |
| 58309 | I come to cope. |
| 58310 | Alb. Which is that adversary? |
| 58311 | Edg. What's he that speaks for Edmund Earl o... |
| 58312 | Edm. Himself. What say'st thou to him? |
| 58313 | Edg. Draw thy sword, |
| 58314 | That, if my speech offend a noble heart, |
| 58315 | Thy arm may do thee justice. Here is mine. |
| 58316 | Behold, it is the privilege of mine honours, |
| 58317 | My oath, and my profession. I protest- |
| 58318 | Maugre thy strength, youth, place, and em... |
| 58319 | Despite thy victor sword and fire-new for... |
| 58320 | Thy valour and thy heart- thou art a trai... |
| 58321 | False to thy gods, thy brother, and thy f... |
| 58322 | Conspirant 'gainst this high illustrious ... |
| 58323 | And from th' extremest upward of thy head |
| 58324 | To the descent and dust beneath thy foot, |
| 58325 | A most toad-spotted traitor. Say thou 'no,' |
| 58326 | This sword, this arm, and my best spirits... |
| 58327 | To prove upon thy heart, whereto I speak, |
| 58328 | Thou liest. |
| 58329 | Edm. In wisdom I should ask thy name; |
| 58330 | But since thy outside looks so fair and w... |
| 58331 | And that thy tongue some say of breeding ... |
| 58332 | What safe and nicely I might well delay |
| 58333 | By rule of knighthood, I disdain and spurn. |
| 58334 | Back do I toss those treasons to thy head; |
| 58335 | With the hell-hated lie o'erwhelm thy heart; |
| 58336 | Which- for they yet glance by and scarcel... |
| 58337 | This sword of mine shall give them instan... |
| 58338 | Where they shall rest for ever. Trumpets,... |
| 58339 | Alarums. Figh... |
| 58340 | Alb. Save him, save him! |
| 58341 | Gon. This is mere practice, Gloucester. |
| 58342 | By th' law of arms thou wast not bound to... |
| 58343 | An unknown opposite. Thou art not vanquis... |
| 58344 | But cozen'd and beguil'd. |
| 58345 | Alb. Shut your mouth, dame, |
| 58346 | Or with this paper shall I stop it. [Show... |
| 58347 | Edmund.]- [To Edmund]. Hold, sir. |
| 58348 | [To Goneril] Thou worse than any name, re... |
| 58349 | No tearing, lady! I perceive you know it. |
| 58350 | Gon. Say if I do- the laws are mine, not thine. |
| 58351 | Who can arraign me for't? |
| 58352 | Alb. Most monstrous! |
| 58353 | Know'st thou this paper? |
| 58354 | Gon. Ask me not what I know. ... |
| 58355 | Alb. Go after her. She's desperate; govern her. |
| 58356 | ... |
| 58357 | Edm. What, you have charg'd me with, that ha... |
| 58358 | And more, much more. The time will bring ... |
| 58359 | 'Tis past, and so am I.- But what art thou |
| 58360 | That hast this fortune on me? If thou'rt ... |
| 58361 | I do forgive thee. |
| 58362 | Edg. Let's exchange charity. |
| 58363 | I am no less in blood than thou art, Edmund; |
| 58364 | If more, the more th' hast wrong'd me. |
| 58365 | My name is Edgar and thy father's son. |
| 58366 | The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices |
| 58367 | Make instruments to scourge us. |
| 58368 | The dark and vicious place where thee he ... |
| 58369 | Cost him his eyes. |
| 58370 | Edm. Th' hast spoken right; 'tis true. |
| 58371 | The wheel is come full circle; I am here. |
| 58372 | Alb. Methought thy very gait did prophesy |
| 58373 | A royal nobleness. I must embrace thee. |
| 58374 | Let sorrow split my heart if ever I |
| 58375 | Did hate thee, or thy father! |
| 58376 | Edg. Worthy prince, I know't. |
| 58377 | Alb. Where have you hid yourself? |
| 58378 | How have you known the miseries of your f... |
| 58379 | Edg. By nursing them, my lord. List a brief ... |
| 58380 | And when 'tis told, O that my heart would... |
| 58381 | The bloody proclamation to escape |
| 58382 | That follow'd me so near (O, our lives' s... |
| 58383 | That with the pain of death would hourly die |
| 58384 | Rather than die at once!) taught me to shift |
| 58385 | Into a madman's rags, t' assume a semblance |
| 58386 | That very dogs disdain'd; and in this habit |
| 58387 | Met I my father with his bleeding rings, |
| 58388 | Their precious stones new lost; became hi... |
| 58389 | Led him, begg'd for him, sav'd him from d... |
| 58390 | Never (O fault!) reveal'd myself unto him |
| 58391 | Until some half hour past, when I was arm'd, |
| 58392 | Not sure, though hoping of this good succ... |
| 58393 | I ask'd his blessing, and from first to last |
| 58394 | Told him my pilgrimage. But his flaw'd heart |
| 58395 | (Alack, too weak the conflict to support!) |
| 58396 | 'Twixt two extremes of passion, joy and g... |
| 58397 | Burst smilingly. |
| 58398 | Edm. This speech of yours hath mov'd me, |
| 58399 | And shall perchance do good; but speak yo... |
| 58400 | You look as you had something more to say. |
| 58401 | Alb. If there be more, more woful, hold it in; |
| 58402 | For I am almost ready to dissolve, |
| 58403 | Hearing of this. |
| 58404 | Edg. This would have seem'd a period |
| 58405 | To such as love not sorrow; but another, |
| 58406 | To amplify too much, would make much more, |
| 58407 | And top extremity. |
| 58408 | Whilst I was big in clamour, came there a... |
| 58409 | Who, having seen me in my worst estate, |
| 58410 | Shunn'd my abhorr'd society; but then, fi... |
| 58411 | Who 'twas that so endur'd, with his stron... |
| 58412 | He fastened on my neck, and bellowed out |
| 58413 | As he'd burst heaven; threw him on my fat... |
| 58414 | Told the most piteous tale of Lear and him |
| 58415 | That ever ear receiv'd; which in recounting |
| 58416 | His grief grew puissant, and the strings ... |
| 58417 | Began to crack. Twice then the trumpets s... |
| 58418 | And there I left him tranc'd. |
| 58419 | Alb. But who was this? |
| 58420 | Edg. Kent, sir, the banish'd Kent; who in di... |
| 58421 | Followed his enemy king and did him service |
| 58422 | Improper for a slave. |
| 58423 | Enter a Gentleman with a blood... |
| 58424 | Gent. Help, help! O, help! |
| 58425 | Edg. What kind of help? |
| 58426 | Alb. Speak, man. |
| 58427 | Edg. What means that bloody knife? |
| 58428 | Gent. 'Tis hot, it smokes. |
| 58429 | It came even from the heart of- O! she's ... |
| 58430 | Alb. Who dead? Speak, man. |
| 58431 | Gent. Your lady, sir, your lady! and her sister |
| 58432 | By her is poisoned; she hath confess'd it. |
| 58433 | Edm. I was contracted to them both. All three |
| 58434 | Now marry in an instant. |
| 58435 | Enter Kent. |
| 58436 | Edg. Here comes Kent. |
| 58437 | Alb. Produce their bodies, be they alive or ... |
| 58438 | ... |
| 58439 | This judgement of the heavens, that makes... |
| 58440 | Touches us not with pity. O, is this he? |
| 58441 | The time will not allow the compliment |
| 58442 | That very manners urges. |
| 58443 | Kent. I am come |
| 58444 | To bid my king and master aye good night. |
| 58445 | Is he not here? |
| 58446 | Alb. Great thing of us forgot! |
| 58447 | Speak, Edmund, where's the King? and wher... |
| 58448 | The bodies of Goneril and Reg... |
| 58449 | Seest thou this object, Kent? |
| 58450 | Kent. Alack, why thus? |
| 58451 | Edm. Yet Edmund was belov'd. |
| 58452 | The one the other poisoned for my sake, |
| 58453 | And after slew herself. |
| 58454 | Alb. Even so. Cover their faces. |
| 58455 | Edm. I pant for life. Some good I mean to do, |
| 58456 | Despite of mine own nature. Quickly send |
| 58457 | (Be brief in't) to the castle; for my writ |
| 58458 | Is on the life of Lear and on Cordelia. |
| 58459 | Nay, send in time. |
| 58460 | Alb. Run, run, O, run! |
| 58461 | Edg. To who, my lord? Who has the office? Send |
| 58462 | Thy token of reprieve. |
| 58463 | Edm. Well thought on. Take my sword; |
| 58464 | Give it the Captain. |
| 58465 | Alb. Haste thee for thy life. ... |
| 58466 | Edm. He hath commission from thy wife and me |
| 58467 | To hang Cordelia in the prison and |
| 58468 | To lay the blame upon her own despair |
| 58469 | That she fordid herself. |
| 58470 | Alb. The gods defend her! Bear him hence awh... |
| 58471 | [Edm... |
| 58472 | Enter Lear, with Cordelia [dead] in his ar... |
| 58473 | and others following]. |
| 58474 | Lear. Howl, howl, howl, howl! O, you are men... |
| 58475 | Had I your tongues and eyes, I'ld use the... |
| 58476 | That heaven's vault should crack. She's g... |
| 58477 | I know when one is dead, and when one lives. |
| 58478 | She's dead as earth. Lend me a looking gl... |
| 58479 | If that her breath will mist or stain the... |
| 58480 | Why, then she lives. |
| 58481 | Kent. Is this the promis'd end? |
| 58482 | Edg. Or image of that horror? |
| 58483 | Alb. Fall and cease! |
| 58484 | Lear. This feather stirs; she lives! If it b... |
| 58485 | It is a chance which does redeem all sorrows |
| 58486 | That ever I have felt. |
| 58487 | Kent. O my good master! |
| 58488 | Lear. Prithee away! |
| 58489 | Edg. 'Tis noble Kent, your friend. |
| 58490 | Lear. A plague upon you, murderers, traitors... |
| 58491 | I might have sav'd her; now she's gone fo... |
| 58492 | Cordelia, Cordelia! stay a little. Ha! |
| 58493 | What is't thou say'st, Her voice was ever... |
| 58494 | Gentle, and low- an excellent thing in wo... |
| 58495 | I kill'd the slave that was a-hanging thee. |
| 58496 | Capt. 'Tis true, my lords, he did. |
| 58497 | Lear. Did I not, fellow? |
| 58498 | I have seen the day, with my good biting ... |
| 58499 | I would have made them skip. I am old now, |
| 58500 | And these same crosses spoil me. Who are ... |
| 58501 | Mine eyes are not o' th' best. I'll tell ... |
| 58502 | Kent. If fortune brag of two she lov'd and h... |
| 58503 | One of them we behold. |
| 58504 | Lear. This' a dull sight. Are you not Kent? |
| 58505 | Kent. The same- |
| 58506 | Your servant Kent. Where is your servant ... |
| 58507 | Lear. He's a good fellow, I can tell you that. |
| 58508 | He'll strike, and quickly too. He's dead ... |
| 58509 | Kent. No, my good lord; I am the very man- |
| 58510 | Lear. I'll see that straight. |
| 58511 | Kent. That from your first of difference and... |
| 58512 | Have followed your sad steps. |
| 58513 | Lear. You're welcome hither. |
| 58514 | Kent. Nor no man else! All's cheerless, dark... |
| 58515 | Your eldest daughters have fordone themse... |
| 58516 | And desperately are dead. |
| 58517 | Lear. Ay, so I think. |
| 58518 | Alb. He knows not what he says; and vain is it |
| 58519 | That we present us to him. |
| 58520 | Edg. Very bootless. |
| 58521 | Enter a Captain. |
| 58522 | Capt. Edmund is dead, my lord. |
| 58523 | Alb. That's but a trifle here. |
| 58524 | You lords and noble friends, know our int... |
| 58525 | What comfort to this great decay may come |
| 58526 | Shall be applied. For us, we will resign, |
| 58527 | During the life of this old Majesty, |
| 58528 | To him our absolute power; [to Edgar and ... |
| 58529 | rights; |
| 58530 | With boot, and Such addition as your honours |
| 58531 | Have more than merited.- All friends shal... |
| 58532 | The wages of their virtue, and all foes |
| 58533 | The cup of their deservings.- O, see, see! |
| 58534 | Lear. And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no... |
| 58535 | Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, |
| 58536 | And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come n... |
| 58537 | Never, never, never, never, never! |
| 58538 | Pray you undo this button. Thank you, sir. |
| 58539 | Do you see this? Look on her! look! her l... |
| 58540 | Look there, look there! ... |
| 58541 | Edg. He faints! My lord, my lord! |
| 58542 | Kent. Break, heart; I prithee break! |
| 58543 | Edg. Look up, my lord. |
| 58544 | Kent. Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He... |
| 58545 | That would upon the rack of this tough world |
| 58546 | Stretch him out longer. |
| 58547 | Edg. He is gone indeed. |
| 58548 | Kent. The wonder is, he hath endur'd so long. |
| 58549 | He but usurp'd his life. |
| 58550 | Alb. Bear them from hence. Our present business |
| 58551 | Is general woe. [To Kent and Edgar] Frien... |
| 58552 | twain |
| 58553 | Rule in this realm, and the gor'd state s... |
| 58554 | Kent. I have a journey, sir, shortly to go. |
| 58555 | My master calls me; I must not say no. |
| 58556 | Alb. The weight of this sad time we must obey, |
| 58557 | Speak what we feel, not what we ought to ... |
| 58558 | The oldest have borne most; we that are y... |
| 58559 | Shall never see so much, nor live so long. |
| 58560 | Exeunt ... |
| 58561 | THE END |
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| 58570 | 1595 |
| 58571 | LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST |
| 58572 | by William Shakespeare |
| 58573 | Dramatis Personae. |
| 58574 | FERDINAND, King of Navarre |
| 58575 | BEROWNE, lord attending on the King |
| 58576 | LONGAVILLE, " " " " " |
| 58577 | DUMAIN, " " " " " |
| 58578 | BOYET, lord attending on the Princess of F... |
| 58579 | MARCADE, " " " " " " " |
| 58580 | DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO, fantastical Spaniard |
| 58581 | SIR NATHANIEL, a curate |
| 58582 | HOLOFERNES, a schoolmaster |
| 58583 | DULL, a constable |
| 58584 | COSTARD, a clown |
| 58585 | MOTH, page to Armado |
| 58586 | A FORESTER |
| 58587 | THE PRINCESS OF FRANCE |
| 58588 | ROSALINE, lady attending on the Princess |
| 58589 | MARIA, " " " " " |
| 58590 | KATHARINE, lady attending on the Princess |
| 58591 | JAQUENETTA, a country wench |
| 58592 | Lords, Attendants, etc. |
| 58593 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 58594 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 58595 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 58596 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 58597 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 58598 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 58601 | SCENE: |
| 58602 | Navarre |
| 58603 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 58604 | Navarre. The King's park |
| 58605 | Enter the King, BEROWNE, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN |
| 58606 | KING. Let fame, that all hunt after in their... |
| 58607 | Live regist'red upon our brazen tombs, |
| 58608 | And then grace us in the disgrace of death; |
| 58609 | When, spite of cormorant devouring Time, |
| 58610 | Th' endeavour of this present breath may buy |
| 58611 | That honour which shall bate his scythe's ... |
| 58612 | And make us heirs of all eternity. |
| 58613 | Therefore, brave conquerors- for so you are |
| 58614 | That war against your own affections |
| 58615 | And the huge army of the world's desires- |
| 58616 | Our late edict shall strongly stand in force: |
| 58617 | Navarre shall be the wonder of the world; |
| 58618 | Our court shall be a little Academe, |
| 58619 | Still and contemplative in living art. |
| 58620 | You three, Berowne, Dumain, and Longaville, |
| 58621 | Have sworn for three years' term to live w... |
| 58622 | My fellow-scholars, and to keep those stat... |
| 58623 | That are recorded in this schedule here. |
| 58624 | Your oaths are pass'd; and now subscribe y... |
| 58625 | That his own hand may strike his honour down |
| 58626 | That violates the smallest branch herein. |
| 58627 | If you are arm'd to do as sworn to do, |
| 58628 | Subscribe to your deep oaths, and keep it ... |
| 58629 | LONGAVILLE. I am resolv'd; 'tis but a three ... |
| 58630 | The mind shall banquet, though the body pine. |
| 58631 | Fat paunches have lean pates; and dainty bits |
| 58632 | Make rich the ribs, but bankrupt quite the... |
| 58633 | DUMAIN. My loving lord, Dumain is mortified. |
| 58634 | The grosser manner of these world's delights |
| 58635 | He throws upon the gross world's baser sla... |
| 58636 | To love, to wealth, to pomp, I pine and die, |
| 58637 | With all these living in philosophy. |
| 58638 | BEROWNE. I can but say their protestation over; |
| 58639 | So much, dear liege, I have already sworn, |
| 58640 | That is, to live and study here three years. |
| 58641 | But there are other strict observances, |
| 58642 | As: not to see a woman in that term, |
| 58643 | Which I hope well is not enrolled there; |
| 58644 | And one day in a week to touch no food, |
| 58645 | And but one meal on every day beside, |
| 58646 | The which I hope is not enrolled there; |
| 58647 | And then to sleep but three hours in the n... |
| 58648 | And not be seen to wink of all the day- |
| 58649 | When I was wont to think no harm all night, |
| 58650 | And make a dark night too of half the day- |
| 58651 | Which I hope well is not enrolled there. |
| 58652 | O, these are barren tasks, too hard to keep, |
| 58653 | Not to see ladies, study, fast, not sleep! |
| 58654 | KING. Your oath is pass'd to pass away from ... |
| 58655 | BEROWNE. Let me say no, my liege, an if you ... |
| 58656 | I only swore to study with your Grace, |
| 58657 | And stay here in your court for three year... |
| 58658 | LONGAVILLE. You swore to that, Berowne, and ... |
| 58659 | BEROWNE. By yea and nay, sir, then I swore i... |
| 58660 | What is the end of study, let me know. |
| 58661 | KING. Why, that to know which else we should... |
| 58662 | BEROWNE. Things hid and barr'd, you mean, fr... |
| 58663 | KING. Ay, that is study's god-like recompense. |
| 58664 | BEROWNE. Come on, then; I will swear to stud... |
| 58665 | To know the thing I am forbid to know, |
| 58666 | As thus: to study where I well may dine, |
| 58667 | When I to feast expressly am forbid; |
| 58668 | Or study where to meet some mistress fine, |
| 58669 | When mistresses from common sense are hid; |
| 58670 | Or, having sworn too hard-a-keeping oath, |
| 58671 | Study to break it, and not break my troth. |
| 58672 | If study's gain be thus, and this be so, |
| 58673 | Study knows that which yet it doth not know. |
| 58674 | Swear me to this, and I will ne'er say no. |
| 58675 | KING. These be the stops that hinder study q... |
| 58676 | And train our intellects to vain delight. |
| 58677 | BEROWNE. Why, all delights are vain; but tha... |
| 58678 | Which, with pain purchas'd, doth inherit p... |
| 58679 | As painfully to pore upon a book |
| 58680 | To seek the light of truth; while truth th... |
| 58681 | Doth falsely blind the eyesight of his look. |
| 58682 | Light, seeking light, doth light of light ... |
| 58683 | So, ere you find where light in darkness l... |
| 58684 | Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes. |
| 58685 | Study me how to please the eye indeed, |
| 58686 | By fixing it upon a fairer eye; |
| 58687 | Who dazzling so, that eye shall be his heed, |
| 58688 | And give him light that it was blinded by. |
| 58689 | Study is like the heaven's glorious sun, |
| 58690 | That will not be deep-search'd with saucy ... |
| 58691 | Small have continual plodders ever won, |
| 58692 | Save base authority from others' books. |
| 58693 | These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights |
| 58694 | That give a name to every fixed star |
| 58695 | Have no more profit of their shining nights |
| 58696 | Than those that walk and wot not what they... |
| 58697 | Too much to know is to know nought but fame; |
| 58698 | And every godfather can give a name. |
| 58699 | KING. How well he's read, to reason against ... |
| 58700 | DUMAIN. Proceeded well, to stop all good pro... |
| 58701 | LONGAVILLE. He weeds the corn, and still let... |
| 58702 | BEROWNE. The spring is near, when green gees... |
| 58703 | DUMAIN. How follows that? |
| 58704 | BEROWNE. Fit in his place and time. |
| 58705 | DUMAIN. In reason nothing. |
| 58706 | BEROWNE. Something then in rhyme. |
| 58707 | LONGAVILLE. Berowne is like an envious sneap... |
| 58708 | That bites the first-born infants of the s... |
| 58709 | BEROWNE. Well, say I am; why should proud su... |
| 58710 | Before the birds have any cause to sing? |
| 58711 | Why should I joy in any abortive birth? |
| 58712 | At Christmas I no more desire a rose |
| 58713 | Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled shows; |
| 58714 | But like of each thing that in season grows; |
| 58715 | So you, to study now it is too late, |
| 58716 | Climb o'er the house to unlock the little ... |
| 58717 | KING. Well, sit out; go home, Berowne; adieu. |
| 58718 | BEROWNE. No, my good lord; I have sworn to s... |
| 58719 | And though I have for barbarism spoke more |
| 58720 | Than for that angel knowledge you can say, |
| 58721 | Yet confident I'll keep what I have swore, |
| 58722 | And bide the penance of each three years' ... |
| 58723 | Give me the paper; let me read the same; |
| 58724 | And to the strictest decrees I'll write my... |
| 58725 | KING. How well this yielding rescues thee fr... |
| 58726 | BEROWNE. [Reads] 'Item. That no woman shall ... |
| 58727 | my court'- Hath this been proclaimed? |
| 58728 | LONGAVILLE. Four days ago. |
| 58729 | BEROWNE. Let's see the penalty. [Reads] '-on... |
| 58730 | tongue.' Who devis'd this penalty? |
| 58731 | LONGAVILLE. Marry, that did I. |
| 58732 | BEROWNE. Sweet lord, and why? |
| 58733 | LONGAVILLE. To fright them hence with that d... |
| 58734 | BEROWNE. A dangerous law against gentility. |
| 58735 | [Reads] 'Item. If any man be seen to talk ... |
| 58736 | the term of three years, he shall endure s... |
| 58737 | rest of the court can possibly devise.' |
| 58738 | This article, my liege, yourself must break; |
| 58739 | For well you know here comes in embassy |
| 58740 | The French king's daughter, with yourself ... |
| 58741 | A mild of grace and complete majesty- |
| 58742 | About surrender up of Aquitaine |
| 58743 | To her decrepit, sick, and bedrid father; |
| 58744 | Therefore this article is made in vain, |
| 58745 | Or vainly comes th' admired princess hither. |
| 58746 | KING. What say you, lords? Why, this was qui... |
| 58747 | BEROWNE. So study evermore is over-shot. |
| 58748 | While it doth study to have what it would, |
| 58749 | It doth forget to do the thing it should; |
| 58750 | And when it hath the thing it hunteth most, |
| 58751 | 'Tis won as towns with fire- so won, so lost. |
| 58752 | KING. We must of force dispense with this de... |
| 58753 | She must lie here on mere necessity. |
| 58754 | BEROWNE. Necessity will make us all forsworn |
| 58755 | Three thousand times within this three yea... |
| 58756 | For every man with his affects is born, |
| 58757 | Not by might mast'red, but by special grace. |
| 58758 | If I break faith, this word shall speak fo... |
| 58759 | I am forsworn on mere necessity. |
| 58760 | So to the laws at large I write my name; ... |
| 58761 | And he that breaks them in the least degree |
| 58762 | Stands in attainder of eternal shame. |
| 58763 | Suggestions are to other as to me; |
| 58764 | But I believe, although I seem so loath, |
| 58765 | I am the last that will last keep his oath. |
| 58766 | But is there no quick recreation granted? |
| 58767 | KING. Ay, that there is. Our court, you know... |
| 58768 | With a refined traveller of Spain, |
| 58769 | A man in all the world's new fashion planted, |
| 58770 | That hath a mint of phrases in his brain; |
| 58771 | One who the music of his own vain tongue |
| 58772 | Doth ravish like enchanting harmony; |
| 58773 | A man of complements, whom right and wrong |
| 58774 | Have chose as umpire of their mutiny. |
| 58775 | This child of fancy, that Armado hight, |
| 58776 | For interim to our studies shall relate, |
| 58777 | In high-born words, the worth of many a kn... |
| 58778 | From tawny Spain lost in the world's debate. |
| 58779 | How you delight, my lords, I know not, I; |
| 58780 | But I protest I love to hear him lie, |
| 58781 | And I will use him for my minstrelsy. |
| 58782 | BEROWNE. Armado is a most illustrious wight, |
| 58783 | A man of fire-new words, fashion's own kni... |
| 58784 | LONGAVILLE. Costard the swain and he shall b... |
| 58785 | And so to study three years is but short. |
| 58786 | Enter DULL, a constable, with a letter, ... |
| 58787 | DULL. Which is the Duke's own person? |
| 58788 | BEROWNE. This, fellow. What wouldst? |
| 58789 | DULL. I myself reprehend his own person, for... |
| 58790 | farborough; but I would see his own person... |
| 58791 | BEROWNE. This is he. |
| 58792 | DULL. Signior Arme- Arme- commends you. Ther... |
| 58793 | this letter will tell you more. |
| 58794 | COSTARD. Sir, the contempts thereof are as t... |
| 58795 | KING. A letter from the magnificent Armado. |
| 58796 | BEROWNE. How low soever the matter, I hope i... |
| 58797 | LONGAVILLE. A high hope for a low heaven. Go... |
| 58798 | BEROWNE. To hear, or forbear hearing? |
| 58799 | LONGAVILLE. To hear meekly, sir, and to laug... |
| 58800 | forbear both. |
| 58801 | BEROWNE. Well, sir, be it as the style shall... |
| 58802 | in the merriness. |
| 58803 | COSTARD. The matter is to me, sir, as concer... |
| 58804 | The manner of it is, I was taken with the ... |
| 58805 | BEROWNE. In what manner? |
| 58806 | COSTARD. In manner and form following, sir; ... |
| 58807 | seen with her in the manor-house, sitting ... |
| 58808 | and taken following her into the park; whi... |
| 58809 | manner and form following. Now, sir, for t... |
| 58810 | manner of a man to speak to a woman. For t... |
| 58811 | BEROWNE. For the following, sir? |
| 58812 | COSTARD. As it shall follow in my correction... |
| 58813 | right! |
| 58814 | KING. Will you hear this letter with attention? |
| 58815 | BEROWNE. As we would hear an oracle. |
| 58816 | COSTARD. Such is the simplicity of man to he... |
| 58817 | KING. [Reads] 'Great deputy, the welkin's vi... |
| 58818 | dominator of Navarre, my soul's earth's go... |
| 58819 | patron'- |
| 58820 | COSTARD. Not a word of Costard yet. |
| 58821 | KING. [Reads] 'So it is'- |
| 58822 | COSTARD. It may be so; but if he say it is s... |
| 58823 | true, but so. |
| 58824 | KING. Peace! |
| 58825 | COSTARD. Be to me, and every man that dares ... |
| 58826 | KING. No words! |
| 58827 | COSTARD. Of other men's secrets, I beseech you. |
| 58828 | KING. [Reads] 'So it is, besieged with sable... |
| 58829 | did commend the black oppressing humour to... |
| 58830 | physic of thy health-giving air; and, as I... |
| 58831 | myself to walk. The time When? About the s... |
| 58832 | most graze, birds best peck, and men sit d... |
| 58833 | which is called supper. So much for the ti... |
| 58834 | ground Which? which, I mean, I upon; it is... |
| 58835 | for the place Where? where, I mean, I did ... |
| 58836 | and most prepost'rous event that draweth f... |
| 58837 | the ebon-coloured ink which here thou view... |
| 58838 | surveyest, or seest. But to the place Wher... |
| 58839 | north-north-east and by east from the west... |
| 58840 | curious-knotted garden. There did I see th... |
| 58841 | that base minnow of thy mirth,' |
| 58842 | COSTARD. Me? |
| 58843 | KING. 'that unlettered small-knowing soul,' |
| 58844 | COSTARD. Me? |
| 58845 | KING. 'that shallow vassal,' |
| 58846 | COSTARD. Still me? |
| 58847 | KING. 'which, as I remember, hight Costard,' |
| 58848 | COSTARD. O, me! |
| 58849 | KING. 'sorted and consorted, contrary to thy... |
| 58850 | edict and continent canon; which, with, O,... |
| 58851 | passion to say wherewith-' |
| 58852 | COSTARD. With a wench. |
| 58853 | King. 'with a child of our grandmother Eve... |
| 58854 | more sweet understanding, a woman. Him I, ... |
| 58855 | duty pricks me on, have sent to thee, to r... |
| 58856 | punishment, by thy sweet Grace's officer, ... |
| 58857 | good repute, carriage, bearing, and estima... |
| 58858 | DULL. Me, an't shall please you; I am Antony... |
| 58859 | KING. 'For Jaquenetta- so is the weaker vess... |
| 58860 | apprehended with the aforesaid swain- I ke... |
| 58861 | thy law's fury; and shall, at the least of... |
| 58862 | bring her to trial. Thine, in all complime... |
| 58863 | heart-burning heat of duty, |
| 58864 | DON A... |
| 58865 | BEROWNE. This is not so well as I look'd for... |
| 58866 | ever I heard. |
| 58867 | KING. Ay, the best for the worst. But, sirra... |
| 58868 | this? |
| 58869 | COSTARD. Sir, I confess the wench. |
| 58870 | KING. Did you hear the proclamation? |
| 58871 | COSTARD. I do confess much of the hearing it... |
| 58872 | marking of it. |
| 58873 | KING. It was proclaimed a year's imprisonmen... |
| 58874 | wench. |
| 58875 | COSTARD. I was taken with none, sir; I was t... |
| 58876 | KING. Well, it was proclaimed damsel. |
| 58877 | COSTARD. This was no damsel neither, sir; sh... |
| 58878 | KING. It is so varied too, for it was procla... |
| 58879 | COSTARD. If it were, I deny her virginity; I... |
| 58880 | KING. This 'maid' not serve your turn, sir. |
| 58881 | COSTARD. This maid will serve my turn, sir. |
| 58882 | KING. Sir, I will pronounce your sentence: y... |
| 58883 | with bran and water. |
| 58884 | COSTARD. I had rather pray a month with mutt... |
| 58885 | KING. And Don Armado shall be your keeper. |
| 58886 | My Lord Berowne, see him delivered o'er; |
| 58887 | And go we, lords, to put in practice that |
| 58888 | Which each to other hath so strongly sworn. |
| 58889 | Exeunt KING, LONG... |
| 58890 | BEROWNE. I'll lay my head to any good man's hat |
| 58891 | These oaths and laws will prove an idle sc... |
| 58892 | Sirrah, come on. |
| 58893 | COSTARD. I suffer for the truth, sir; for tr... |
| 58894 | with Jaquenetta, and Jaquenetta is a true ... |
| 58895 | welcome the sour cup of prosperity! Afflic... |
| 58896 | again; and till then, sit thee down, sorrow. |
| 58897 | ... |
| 58898 | SCENE II. |
| 58899 | The park |
| 58900 | Enter ARMADO and MOTH, his page |
| 58901 | ARMADO. Boy, what sign is it when a man of g... |
| 58902 | melancholy? |
| 58903 | MOTH. A great sign, sir, that he will look sad. |
| 58904 | ARMADO. Why, sadness is one and the self-sam... |
| 58905 | MOTH. No, no; O Lord, sir, no! |
| 58906 | ARMADO. How canst thou part sadness and mela... |
| 58907 | juvenal? |
| 58908 | MOTH. By a familiar demonstration of the wor... |
| 58909 | ARMADO. Why tough signior? Why tough signior? |
| 58910 | MOTH. Why tender juvenal? Why tender juvenal? |
| 58911 | ARMADO. I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a con... |
| 58912 | appertaining to thy young days, which we m... |
| 58913 | MOTH. And I, tough signior, as an appertinen... |
| 58914 | time, which we may name tough. |
| 58915 | ARMADO. Pretty and apt. |
| 58916 | MOTH. How mean you, sir? I pretty, and my sa... |
| 58917 | my saying pretty? |
| 58918 | ARMADO. Thou pretty, because little. |
| 58919 | MOTH. Little pretty, because little. Wherefo... |
| 58920 | ARMADO. And therefore apt, because quick. |
| 58921 | MOTH. Speak you this in my praise, master? |
| 58922 | ARMADO. In thy condign praise. |
| 58923 | MOTH. I will praise an eel with the same pra... |
| 58924 | ARMADO. that an eel is ingenious? |
| 58925 | MOTH. That an eel is quick. |
| 58926 | ARMADO. I do say thou art quick in answers; ... |
| 58927 | MOTH. I am answer'd, sir. |
| 58928 | ARMADO. I love not to be cross'd. |
| 58929 | MOTH. [Aside] He speaks the mere contrary: c... |
| 58930 | ARMADO. I have promised to study three years... |
| 58931 | MOTH. You may do it in an hour, sir. |
| 58932 | ARMADO. Impossible. |
| 58933 | MOTH. How many is one thrice told? |
| 58934 | ARMADO. I am ill at reck'ning; it fitteth th... |
| 58935 | MOTH. You are a gentleman and a gamester, sir. |
| 58936 | ARMADO. I confess both; they are both the va... |
| 58937 | man. |
| 58938 | MOTH. Then I am sure you know how much the g... |
| 58939 | amounts to. |
| 58940 | ARMADO. It doth amount to one more than two. |
| 58941 | MOTH. Which the base vulgar do call three. |
| 58942 | ARMADO. True. |
| 58943 | MOTH. Why, sir, is this such a piece of stud... |
| 58944 | studied ere ye'll thrice wink; and how eas... |
| 58945 | to the word 'three,' and study three years... |
| 58946 | dancing horse will tell you. |
| 58947 | ARMADO. A most fine figure! |
| 58948 | MOTH. [Aside] To prove you a cipher. |
| 58949 | ARMADO. I will hereupon confess I am in love... |
| 58950 | a soldier to love, so am I in love with a ... |
| 58951 | my sword against the humour of affection w... |
| 58952 | the reprobate thought of it, I would take ... |
| 58953 | ransom him to any French courtier for a ne... |
| 58954 | think scorn to sigh; methinks I should out... |
| 58955 | me, boy; what great men have been in love? |
| 58956 | MOTH. Hercules, master. |
| 58957 | ARMADO. Most sweet Hercules! More authority,... |
| 58958 | and, sweet my child, let them be men of go... |
| 58959 | MOTH. Samson, master; he was a man of good c... |
| 58960 | carriage, for he carried the town gates on... |
| 58961 | porter; and he was in love. |
| 58962 | ARMADO. O well-knit Samson! strong-jointed S... |
| 58963 | in my rapier as much as thou didst me in c... |
| 58964 | love too. Who was Samson's love, my dear M... |
| 58965 | MOTH. A woman, master. |
| 58966 | ARMADO. Of what complexion? |
| 58967 | MOTH. Of all the four, or the three, or the ... |
| 58968 | four. |
| 58969 | ARMADO. Tell me precisely of what complexion. |
| 58970 | MOTH. Of the sea-water green, sir. |
| 58971 | ARMADO. Is that one of the four complexions? |
| 58972 | MOTH. As I have read, sir; and the best of t... |
| 58973 | ARMADO. Green, indeed, is the colour of love... |
| 58974 | of that colour, methinks Samson had small ... |
| 58975 | surely affected her for her wit. |
| 58976 | MOTH. It was so, sir; for she had a green wit. |
| 58977 | ARMADO. My love is most immaculate white and... |
| 58978 | MOTH. Most maculate thoughts, master, are ma... |
| 58979 | colours. |
| 58980 | ARMADO. Define, define, well-educated infant. |
| 58981 | MOTH. My father's wit my mother's tongue ass... |
| 58982 | ARMADO. Sweet invocation of a child; most pr... |
| 58983 | MOTH. If she be made of white and red, |
| 58984 | Her faults will ne'er be known; |
| 58985 | For blushing cheeks by faults are... |
| 58986 | And fears by pale white shown. |
| 58987 | Then if she fear, or be to blame, |
| 58988 | By this you shall not know; |
| 58989 | For still her cheeks possess the ... |
| 58990 | Which native she doth owe. |
| 58991 | A dangerous rhyme, master, against the rea... |
| 58992 | ARMADO. Is there not a ballad, boy, of the K... |
| 58993 | MOTH. The world was very guilty of such a ba... |
| 58994 | since; but I think now 'tis not to be foun... |
| 58995 | would neither serve for the writing nor th... |
| 58996 | ARMADO. I will have that subject newly writ ... |
| 58997 | example my digression by some mighty prece... |
| 58998 | that country girl that I took in the park ... |
| 58999 | Costard; she deserves well. |
| 59000 | MOTH. [Aside] To be whipt; and yet a better ... |
| 59001 | ARMADO. Sing, boy; my spirit grows heavy in ... |
| 59002 | MOTH. And that's great marvel, loving a ligh... |
| 59003 | ARMADO. I say, sing. |
| 59004 | MOTH. Forbear till this company be past. |
| 59005 | Enter DULL, COSTARD, and JAQUE... |
| 59006 | DULL. Sir, the Duke's pleasure is that you k... |
| 59007 | you must suffer him to take no delight nor... |
| 59008 | must fast three days a week. For this dams... |
| 59009 | the park; she is allow'd for the day-woman... |
| 59010 | ARMADO. I do betray myself with blushing. Maid! |
| 59011 | JAQUENETTA. Man! |
| 59012 | ARMADO. I will visit thee at the lodge. |
| 59013 | JAQUENETTA. That's hereby. |
| 59014 | ARMADO. I know where it is situate. |
| 59015 | JAQUENETTA. Lord, how wise you are! |
| 59016 | ARMADO. I will tell thee wonders. |
| 59017 | JAQUENETTA. With that face? |
| 59018 | ARMADO. I love thee. |
| 59019 | JAQUENETTA. So I heard you say. |
| 59020 | ARMADO. And so, farewell. |
| 59021 | JAQUENETTA. Fair weather after you! |
| 59022 | DULL. Come, Jaquenetta, away. Ex... |
| 59023 | ARMADO. Villain, thou shalt fast for thy off... |
| 59024 | pardoned. |
| 59025 | COSTARD. Well, sir, I hope when I do it I sh... |
| 59026 | stomach. |
| 59027 | ARMADO. Thou shalt be heavily punished. |
| 59028 | COSTARD. I am more bound to you than your fe... |
| 59029 | lightly rewarded. |
| 59030 | ARMADO. Take away this villain; shut him up. |
| 59031 | MOTH. Come, you transgressing slave, away. |
| 59032 | COSTARD. Let me not be pent up, sir; I will ... |
| 59033 | MOTH. No, sir; that were fast, and loose. Th... |
| 59034 | COSTARD. Well, if ever I do see the merry da... |
| 59035 | have seen, some shall see. |
| 59036 | MOTH. What shall some see? |
| 59037 | COSTARD. Nay, nothing, Master Moth, but what... |
| 59038 | not for prisoners to be too silent in thei... |
| 59039 | I will say nothing. I thank God I have as ... |
| 59040 | another man, and therefore I can be quiet. |
| 59041 | Exeun... |
| 59042 | ARMADO. I do affect the very ground, which i... |
| 59043 | which is baser, guided by her foot, which ... |
| 59044 | I shall be forsworn- which is a great argu... |
| 59045 | love. And how can that be true love which ... |
| 59046 | Love is a familiar; Love is a devil. There... |
| 59047 | Love. Yet was Samson so tempted, and he ha... |
| 59048 | strength; yet was Solomon so seduced, and ... |
| 59049 | Cupid's butt-shaft is too hard for Hercule... |
| 59050 | too much odds for a Spaniard's rapier. The... |
| 59051 | will not serve my turn; the passado he res... |
| 59052 | he regards not; his disgrace is to be call... |
| 59053 | is to subdue men. Adieu, valour; rust, rap... |
| 59054 | for your manager is in love; yea, he lovet... |
| 59055 | extemporal god of rhyme, for I am sure I s... |
| 59056 | Devise, wit; write, pen; for I am for whol... |
| 59057 | Exit |
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| 59066 | ACT II. SCENE II. |
| 59067 | The park |
| 59068 | Enter the PRINCESS OF FRANCE, with three atten... |
| 59069 | ROSALINE, MARIA, KATHARINE, BOYET, and two oth... |
| 59070 | BOYET. Now, madam, summon up your dearest sp... |
| 59071 | Consider who the King your father sends, |
| 59072 | To whom he sends, and what's his embassy: |
| 59073 | Yourself, held precious in the world's est... |
| 59074 | To parley with the sole inheritor |
| 59075 | Of all perfections that a man may owe, |
| 59076 | Matchless Navarre; the plea of no less weight |
| 59077 | Than Aquitaine, a dowry for a queen. |
| 59078 | Be now as prodigal of all dear grace |
| 59079 | As Nature was in making graces dear, |
| 59080 | When she did starve the general world beside |
| 59081 | And prodigally gave them all to you. |
| 59082 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Good Lord Boyet, my beau... |
| 59083 | Needs not the painted flourish of your pra... |
| 59084 | Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye, |
| 59085 | Not utt'red by base sale of chapmen's tong... |
| 59086 | I am less proud to hear you tell my worth |
| 59087 | Than you much willing to be counted wise |
| 59088 | In spending your wit in the praise of mine. |
| 59089 | But now to task the tasker: good Boyet, |
| 59090 | You are not ignorant all-telling fame |
| 59091 | Doth noise abroad Navarre hath made a vow, |
| 59092 | Till painful study shall outwear three years, |
| 59093 | No woman may approach his silent court. |
| 59094 | Therefore to's seemeth it a needful course, |
| 59095 | Before we enter his forbidden gates, |
| 59096 | To know his pleasure; and in that behalf, |
| 59097 | Bold of your worthiness, we single you |
| 59098 | As our best-moving fair solicitor. |
| 59099 | Tell him the daughter of the King of France, |
| 59100 | On serious business, craving quick dispatch, |
| 59101 | Importunes personal conference with his Gr... |
| 59102 | Haste, signify so much; while we attend, |
| 59103 | Like humble-visag'd suitors, his high will. |
| 59104 | BOYET. Proud of employment, willingly I go. |
| 59105 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. All pride is willing pri... |
| 59106 | ... |
| 59107 | Who are the votaries, my loving lords, |
| 59108 | That are vow-fellows with this virtuous duke? |
| 59109 | FIRST LORD. Lord Longaville is one. |
| 59110 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Know you the man? |
| 59111 | MARIA. I know him, madam; at a marriage feast, |
| 59112 | Between Lord Perigort and the beauteous heir |
| 59113 | Of Jaques Falconbridge, solemnized |
| 59114 | In Normandy, saw I this Longaville. |
| 59115 | A man of sovereign parts, peerless esteem'd, |
| 59116 | Well fitted in arts, glorious in arms; |
| 59117 | Nothing becomes him ill that he would well. |
| 59118 | The only soil of his fair virtue's gloss, |
| 59119 | If virtue's gloss will stain with any soil, |
| 59120 | Is a sharp wit match'd with too blunt a will, |
| 59121 | Whose edge hath power to cut, whose will s... |
| 59122 | It should none spare that come within his ... |
| 59123 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Some merry mocking lord,... |
| 59124 | MARIA. They say so most that most his humour... |
| 59125 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Such short-liv'd wits do... |
| 59126 | Who are the rest? |
| 59127 | KATHARINE. The young Dumain, a well-accompli... |
| 59128 | Of all that virtue love for virtue loved; |
| 59129 | Most power to do most harm, least knowing ... |
| 59130 | For he hath wit to make an ill shape good, |
| 59131 | And shape to win grace though he had no wit. |
| 59132 | I saw him at the Duke Alencon's once; |
| 59133 | And much too little of that good I saw |
| 59134 | Is my report to his great worthiness. |
| 59135 | ROSALINE. Another of these students at that ... |
| 59136 | Was there with him, if I have heard a truth. |
| 59137 | Berowne they call him; but a merrier man, |
| 59138 | Within the limit of becoming mirth, |
| 59139 | I never spent an hour's talk withal. |
| 59140 | His eye begets occasion for his wit, |
| 59141 | For every object that the one doth catch |
| 59142 | The other turns to a mirth-moving jest, |
| 59143 | Which his fair tongue, conceit's expositor, |
| 59144 | Delivers in such apt and gracious words |
| 59145 | That aged ears play truant at his tales, |
| 59146 | And younger hearings are quite ravished; |
| 59147 | So sweet and voluble is his discourse. |
| 59148 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. God bless my ladies! Are... |
| 59149 | That every one her own hath garnished |
| 59150 | With such bedecking ornaments of praise? |
| 59151 | FIRST LORD. Here comes Boyet. |
| 59152 | Re-enter BOYET |
| 59153 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Now, what admittance, lord? |
| 59154 | BOYET. Navarre had notice of your fair appro... |
| 59155 | And he and his competitors in oath |
| 59156 | Were all address'd to meet you, gentle lady, |
| 59157 | Before I came. Marry, thus much I have lea... |
| 59158 | He rather means to lodge you in the field, |
| 59159 | Like one that comes here to besiege his co... |
| 59160 | Than seek a dispensation for his oath, |
| 59161 | To let you enter his unpeopled house. |
| 59162 | [The LADIE... |
| 59163 | Enter KING, LONGAVILLE, DUMAIN, B... |
| 59164 | and ATTENDANTS |
| 59165 | Here comes Navarre. |
| 59166 | KING. Fair Princess, welcome to the court of... |
| 59167 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. 'Fair' I give you back a... |
| 59168 | have not yet. The roof of this court is to... |
| 59169 | welcome to the wide fields too base to be ... |
| 59170 | KING. You shall be welcome, madam, to my court. |
| 59171 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. I will be welcome then; ... |
| 59172 | KING. Hear me, dear lady: I have sworn an oath- |
| 59173 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Our Lady help my lord! H... |
| 59174 | KING. Not for the world, fair madam, by my w... |
| 59175 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Why, will shall break it... |
| 59176 | else. |
| 59177 | KING. Your ladyship is ignorant what it is. |
| 59178 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Were my lord so, his ign... |
| 59179 | Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance. |
| 59180 | I hear your Grace hath sworn out house-kee... |
| 59181 | 'Tis deadly sin to keep that oath, my lord, |
| 59182 | And sin to break it. |
| 59183 | But pardon me, I am too sudden bold; |
| 59184 | To teach a teacher ill beseemeth me. |
| 59185 | Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my coming, |
| 59186 | And suddenly resolve me in my suit. ... |
| 59187 | KING. Madam, I will, if suddenly I may. |
| 59188 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. YOU Will the sooner that... |
| 59189 | For you'll prove perjur'd if you make me s... |
| 59190 | BEROWNE. Did not I dance with you in Brabant... |
| 59191 | KATHARINE. Did not I dance with you in Braba... |
| 59192 | BEROWNE. I know you did. |
| 59193 | KATHARINE. How needless was it then to ask t... |
| 59194 | BEROWNE. You must not be so quick. |
| 59195 | KATHARINE. 'Tis long of you, that spur me wi... |
| 59196 | BEROWNE. Your wit 's too hot, it speeds too ... |
| 59197 | KATHARINE. Not till it leave the rider in th... |
| 59198 | BEROWNE. What time o' day? |
| 59199 | KATHARINE. The hour that fools should ask. |
| 59200 | BEROWNE. Now fair befall your mask! |
| 59201 | KATHARINE. Fair fall the face it covers! |
| 59202 | BEROWNE. And send you many lovers! |
| 59203 | KATHARINE. Amen, so you be none. |
| 59204 | BEROWNE. Nay, then will I be gone. |
| 59205 | KING. Madam, your father here doth intimate |
| 59206 | The payment of a hundred thousand crowns; |
| 59207 | Being but the one half of an entire sum |
| 59208 | Disbursed by my father in his wars. |
| 59209 | But say that he or we, as neither have, |
| 59210 | Receiv'd that sum, yet there remains unpaid |
| 59211 | A hundred thousand more, in surety of the ... |
| 59212 | One part of Aquitaine is bound to us, |
| 59213 | Although not valued to the money's worth. |
| 59214 | If then the King your father will restore |
| 59215 | But that one half which is unsatisfied, |
| 59216 | We will give up our right in Aquitaine, |
| 59217 | And hold fair friendship with his Majesty. |
| 59218 | But that, it seems, he little purposeth, |
| 59219 | For here he doth demand to have repaid |
| 59220 | A hundred thousand crowns; and not demands, |
| 59221 | On payment of a hundred thousand crowns, |
| 59222 | To have his title live in Aquitaine; |
| 59223 | Which we much rather had depart withal, |
| 59224 | And have the money by our father lent, |
| 59225 | Than Aquitaine so gelded as it is. |
| 59226 | Dear Princess, were not his requests so far |
| 59227 | From reason's yielding, your fair self sho... |
| 59228 | A yielding 'gainst some reason in my breast, |
| 59229 | And go well satisfied to France again. |
| 59230 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. You do the King my fathe... |
| 59231 | And wrong the reputation of your name, |
| 59232 | In so unseeming to confess receipt |
| 59233 | Of that which hath so faithfully been paid. |
| 59234 | KING. I do protest I never heard of it; |
| 59235 | And, if you prove it, I'll repay it back |
| 59236 | Or yield up Aquitaine. |
| 59237 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. We arrest your word. |
| 59238 | Boyet, you can produce acquittances |
| 59239 | For such a sum from special officers |
| 59240 | Of Charles his father. |
| 59241 | KING. Satisfy me so. |
| 59242 | BOYET. So please your Grace, the packet is n... |
| 59243 | Where that and other specialties are bound; |
| 59244 | To-morrow you shall have a sight of them. |
| 59245 | KING. It shall suffice me; at which interview |
| 59246 | All liberal reason I will yield unto. |
| 59247 | Meantime receive such welcome at my hand |
| 59248 | As honour, without breach of honour, may |
| 59249 | Make tender of to thy true worthiness. |
| 59250 | You may not come, fair Princess, within my... |
| 59251 | But here without you shall be so receiv'd |
| 59252 | As you shall deem yourself lodg'd in my he... |
| 59253 | Though so denied fair harbour in my house. |
| 59254 | Your own good thoughts excuse me, and fare... |
| 59255 | To-morrow shall we visit you again. |
| 59256 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Sweet health and fair de... |
| 59257 | Grace! |
| 59258 | KING. Thy own wish wish I thee in every place. |
| 59259 | Ex... |
| 59260 | BEROWNE. Lady, I will commend you to mine ow... |
| 59261 | ROSALINE. Pray you, do my commendations; |
| 59262 | I would be glad to see it. |
| 59263 | BEROWNE. I would you heard it groan. |
| 59264 | ROSALINE. Is the fool sick? |
| 59265 | BEROWNE. Sick at the heart. |
| 59266 | ROSALINE. Alack, let it blood. |
| 59267 | BEROWNE. Would that do it good? |
| 59268 | ROSALINE. My physic says 'ay.' |
| 59269 | BEROWNE. Will YOU prick't with your eye? |
| 59270 | ROSALINE. No point, with my knife. |
| 59271 | BEROWNE. Now, God save thy life! |
| 59272 | ROSALINE. And yours from long living! |
| 59273 | BEROWNE. I cannot stay thanksgiving. ... |
| 59274 | DUMAIN. Sir, I pray you, a word: what lady i... |
| 59275 | BOYET. The heir of Alencon, Katharine her name. |
| 59276 | DUMAIN. A gallant lady! Monsieur, fare you w... |
| 59277 | LONGAVILLE. I beseech you a word: what is sh... |
| 59278 | BOYET. A woman sometimes, an you saw her in ... |
| 59279 | LONGAVILLE. Perchance light in the light. I ... |
| 59280 | BOYET. She hath but one for herself; to desi... |
| 59281 | LONGAVILLE. Pray you, sir, whose daughter? |
| 59282 | BOYET. Her mother's, I have heard. |
| 59283 | LONGAVILLE. God's blessing on your beard! |
| 59284 | BOYET. Good sir, be not offended; |
| 59285 | She is an heir of Falconbridge. |
| 59286 | LONGAVILLE. Nay, my choler is ended. |
| 59287 | She is a most sweet lady. |
| 59288 | BOYET. Not unlike, sir; that may be. ... |
| 59289 | BEROWNE. What's her name in the cap? |
| 59290 | BOYET. Rosaline, by good hap. |
| 59291 | BEROWNE. Is she wedded or no? |
| 59292 | BOYET. To her will, sir, or so. |
| 59293 | BEROWNE. You are welcome, sir; adieu! |
| 59294 | BOYET. Farewell to me, sir, and welcome to you. |
| 59295 | Exit BERO... |
| 59296 | MARIA. That last is Berowne, the merry mad-c... |
| 59297 | Not a word with him but a jest. |
| 59298 | BOYET. And every jest but a word. |
| 59299 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. It was well done of you ... |
| 59300 | word. |
| 59301 | BOYET. I was as willing to grapple as he was... |
| 59302 | KATHARINE. Two hot sheeps, marry! |
| 59303 | BOYET. And wherefore not ships? |
| 59304 | No sheep, sweet lamb, unless we feed on yo... |
| 59305 | KATHARINE. You sheep and I pasture- shall th... |
| 59306 | BOYET. So you grant pasture for me. [Off... |
| 59307 | KATHARINE. Not so, gentle beast; |
| 59308 | My lips are no common, though several they... |
| 59309 | BOYET. Belonging to whom? |
| 59310 | KATHARINE. To my fortunes and me. |
| 59311 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Good wits will be jangli... |
| 59312 | agree; |
| 59313 | This civil war of wits were much better used |
| 59314 | On Navarre and his book-men, for here 'tis... |
| 59315 | BOYET. If my observation, which very seldom ... |
| 59316 | By the heart's still rhetoric disclosed wi... |
| 59317 | Deceive me not now, Navarre is infected. |
| 59318 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. With what? |
| 59319 | BOYET. With that which we lovers entitle 'af... |
| 59320 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Your reason? |
| 59321 | BOYET. Why, all his behaviours did make thei... |
| 59322 | To the court of his eye, peeping thorough ... |
| 59323 | His heart, like an agate, with your print ... |
| 59324 | Proud with his form, in his eye pride expr... |
| 59325 | His tongue, all impatient to speak and not... |
| 59326 | Did stumble with haste in his eyesight to be; |
| 59327 | All senses to that sense did make their re... |
| 59328 | To feel only looking on fairest of fair. |
| 59329 | Methought all his senses were lock'd in hi... |
| 59330 | As jewels in crystal for some prince to buy; |
| 59331 | Who, tend'ring their own worth from where ... |
| 59332 | Did point you to buy them, along as you pa... |
| 59333 | His face's own margent did quote such amazes |
| 59334 | That all eyes saw his eyes enchanted with ... |
| 59335 | I'll give you Aquitaine and all that is his, |
| 59336 | An you give him for my sake but one loving... |
| 59337 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Come, to our pavilion. B... |
| 59338 | BOYET. But to speak that in words which his ... |
| 59339 | I only have made a mouth of his eye, |
| 59340 | By adding a tongue which I know will not lie. |
| 59341 | MARIA. Thou art an old love-monger, and spea... |
| 59342 | KATHARINE. He is Cupid's grandfather, and le... |
| 59343 | ROSALINE. Then was Venus like her mother; fo... |
| 59344 | grim. |
| 59345 | BOYET. Do you hear, my mad wenches? |
| 59346 | MARIA. No. |
| 59347 | BOYET. What, then; do you see? |
| 59348 | MARIA. Ay, our way to be gone. |
| 59349 | BOYET. You are too hard for me. ... |
| 59350 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 59351 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 59352 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 59353 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 59354 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 59355 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 59356 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
| 59357 | SERVICE THAT CHARGES FOR DOWNLOAD TIME OR FOR ... |
| 59358 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 59359 | The park |
| 59360 | Enter ARMADO and MOTH |
| 59361 | ARMADO. Warble, child; make passionate my se... |
| 59362 | [MOTH... |
| 59363 | ARMADO. Sweet air! Go, tenderness of years, ... |
| 59364 | enlargement to the swain, bring him festin... |
| 59365 | employ him in a letter to my love. |
| 59366 | MOTH. Master, will you win your love with a ... |
| 59367 | ARMADO. How meanest thou? Brawling in French? |
| 59368 | MOTH. No, my complete master; but to jig off... |
| 59369 | end, canary to it with your feet, humour i... |
| 59370 | eyelids, sigh a note and sing a note, some... |
| 59371 | throat, as if you swallowed love with sing... |
| 59372 | through the nose, as if you snuff'd up lov... |
| 59373 | with your hat penthouse-like o'er the shop... |
| 59374 | your arms cross'd on your thin-belly doubl... |
| 59375 | spit, or your hands in your pocket, like a... |
| 59376 | painting; and keep not too long in one tun... |
| 59377 | These are complements, these are humours; ... |
| 59378 | wenches, that would be betrayed without th... |
| 59379 | of note- do you note me?- that most are af... |
| 59380 | ARMADO. How hast thou purchased this experie... |
| 59381 | MOTH. By my penny of observation. |
| 59382 | ARMADO. But O- but O- |
| 59383 | MOTH. The hobby-horse is forgot. |
| 59384 | ARMADO. Call'st thou my love 'hobby-horse'? |
| 59385 | MOTH. No, master; the hobby-horse is but a c... |
| 59386 | perhaps a hackney. But have you forgot you... |
| 59387 | ARMADO. Almost I had. |
| 59388 | MOTH. Negligent student! learn her by heart. |
| 59389 | ARMADO. By heart and in heart, boy. |
| 59390 | MOTH. And out of heart, master; all those th... |
| 59391 | ARMADO. What wilt thou prove? |
| 59392 | MOTH. A man, if I live; and this, by, in, an... |
| 59393 | instant. By heart you love her, because yo... |
| 59394 | her; in heart you love her, because your h... |
| 59395 | her; and out of heart you love her, being ... |
| 59396 | cannot enjoy her. |
| 59397 | ARMADO. I am all these three. |
| 59398 | MOTH. And three times as much more, and yet ... |
| 59399 | ARMADO. Fetch hither the swain; he must carr... |
| 59400 | MOTH. A message well sympathiz'd- a horse to... |
| 59401 | ass. |
| 59402 | ARMADO. Ha, ha, what sayest thou? |
| 59403 | MOTH. Marry, sir, you must send the ass upon... |
| 59404 | very slow-gaited. But I go. |
| 59405 | ARMADO. The way is but short; away. |
| 59406 | MOTH. As swift as lead, sir. |
| 59407 | ARMADO. The meaning, pretty ingenious? |
| 59408 | Is not lead a metal heavy, dull, and slow? |
| 59409 | MOTH. Minime, honest master; or rather, mast... |
| 59410 | ARMADO. I say lead is slow. |
| 59411 | MOTH. You are too swift, sir, to say so: |
| 59412 | Is that lead slow which is fir'd from a gun? |
| 59413 | ARMADO. Sweet smoke of rhetoric! |
| 59414 | He reputes me a cannon; and the bullet, th... |
| 59415 | I shoot thee at the swain. |
| 59416 | MOTH. Thump, then, and I flee. ... |
| 59417 | ARMADO. A most acute juvenal; volable and fr... |
| 59418 | By thy favour, sweet welkin, I must sigh i... |
| 59419 | Most rude melancholy, valour gives thee pl... |
| 59420 | My herald is return'd. |
| 59421 | Re-enter MOTH with COSTARD |
| 59422 | MOTH. A wonder, master! here's a costard bro... |
| 59423 | ARMADO. Some enigma, some riddle; come, thy ... |
| 59424 | COSTARD. No egma, no riddle, no l'envoy; no ... |
| 59425 | O, sir, plantain, a plain plantain; no l'e... |
| 59426 | salve, sir, but a plantain! |
| 59427 | ARMADO. By virtue thou enforcest laughter; t... |
| 59428 | spleen; the heaving of my lungs provokes m... |
| 59429 | smiling. O, pardon me, my stars! Doth the ... |
| 59430 | salve for l'envoy, and the word 'l'envoy' ... |
| 59431 | MOTH. Do the wise think them other? Is not l... |
| 59432 | ARMADO. No, page; it is an epilogue or disco... |
| 59433 | Some obscure precedence that hath tofore b... |
| 59434 | I will example it: |
| 59435 | The fox, the ape, and the humble-be... |
| 59436 | Were still at odds, being but three. |
| 59437 | There's the moral. Now the l'envoy. |
| 59438 | MOTH. I will add the l'envoy. Say the moral ... |
| 59439 | ARMADO. The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, |
| 59440 | Were still at odds, being but three. |
| 59441 | MOTH. Until the goose came out of door, |
| 59442 | And stay'd the odds by adding four. |
| 59443 | Now will I begin your moral, and do you fo... |
| 59444 | The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, |
| 59445 | Were still at odds, being but three. |
| 59446 | ARMADO. Until the goose came out of door, |
| 59447 | Staying the odds by adding four. |
| 59448 | MOTH. A good l'envoy, ending in the goose; w... |
| 59449 | COSTARD. The boy hath sold him a bargain, a ... |
| 59450 | Sir, your pennyworth is good, an your goos... |
| 59451 | To sell a bargain well is as cunning as fa... |
| 59452 | Let me see: a fat l'envoy; ay, that's a fa... |
| 59453 | ARMADO. Come hither, come hither. How did th... |
| 59454 | MOTH. By saying that a costard was broken in... |
| 59455 | Then call'd you for the l'envoy. |
| 59456 | COSTARD. True, and I for a plantain. Thus ca... |
| 59457 | Then the boy's fat l'envoy, the goose that... |
| 59458 | And he ended the market. |
| 59459 | ARMADO. But tell me: how was there a costard... |
| 59460 | MOTH. I will tell you sensibly. |
| 59461 | COSTARD. Thou hast no feeling of it, Moth; I... |
| 59462 | l'envoy. |
| 59463 | I, Costard, running out, that was safely w... |
| 59464 | Fell over the threshold and broke my shin. |
| 59465 | ARMADO. We will talk no more of this matter. |
| 59466 | COSTARD. Till there be more matter in the shin. |
| 59467 | ARMADO. Sirrah Costard. I will enfranchise t... |
| 59468 | COSTARD. O, Marry me to one Frances! I smell... |
| 59469 | goose, in this. |
| 59470 | ARMADO. By my sweet soul, I mean setting the... |
| 59471 | enfreedoming thy person; thou wert immured... |
| 59472 | captivated, bound. |
| 59473 | COSTARD. True, true; and now you will be my ... |
| 59474 | loose. |
| 59475 | ARMADO. I give thee thy liberty, set thee fr... |
| 59476 | lieu thereof, impose on thee nothing but t... |
| 59477 | significant [giving a letter] to the count... |
| 59478 | there is remuneration, for the best ward o... |
| 59479 | rewarding my dependents. Moth, follow. ... |
| 59480 | MOTH. Like the sequel, I. Signior Costard, a... |
| 59481 | COSTARD. My sweet ounce of man's flesh, my i... |
| 59482 | ... |
| 59483 | Now will I look to his remuneration. Remun... |
| 59484 | Latin word for three farthings. Three fart... |
| 59485 | 'What's the price of this inkle?'- 'One pe... |
| 59486 | you a remuneration.' Why, it carries it. R... |
| 59487 | a fairer name than French crown. I will ne... |
| 59488 | this word. |
| 59489 | Enter BEROWNE |
| 59490 | BEROWNE. My good knave Costard, exceedingly ... |
| 59491 | COSTARD. Pray you, sir, how much carnation r... |
| 59492 | a remuneration? |
| 59493 | BEROWNE. What is a remuneration? |
| 59494 | COSTARD. Marry, sir, halfpenny farthing. |
| 59495 | BEROWNE. Why, then, three-farthing worth of ... |
| 59496 | COSTARD. I thank your worship. God be wi' you! |
| 59497 | BEROWNE. Stay, slave; I must employ thee. |
| 59498 | As thou wilt win my favour, good my knave, |
| 59499 | Do one thing for me that I shall entreat. |
| 59500 | COSTARD. When would you have it done, sir? |
| 59501 | BEROWNE. This afternoon. |
| 59502 | COSTARD. Well, I will do it, sir; fare you w... |
| 59503 | BEROWNE. Thou knowest not what it is. |
| 59504 | COSTARD. I shall know, sir, when I have done... |
| 59505 | BEROWNE. Why, villain, thou must know first. |
| 59506 | COSTARD. I will come to your worship to-morr... |
| 59507 | BEROWNE. It must be done this afternoon. |
| 59508 | Hark, slave, it is but this: |
| 59509 | The Princess comes to hunt here in the park, |
| 59510 | And in her train there is a gentle lady; |
| 59511 | When tongues speak sweetly, then they name... |
| 59512 | And Rosaline they call her. Ask for her, |
| 59513 | And to her white hand see thou do commend |
| 59514 | This seal'd-up counsel. There's thy guerdo... |
| 59515 | [Givi... |
| 59516 | COSTARD. Gardon, O sweet gardon! better than... |
| 59517 | 'leven-pence farthing better; most sweet g... |
| 59518 | sir, in print. Gardon- remuneration! ... |
| 59519 | BEROWNE. And I, forsooth, in love; I, that h... |
| 59520 | A very beadle to a humorous sigh; |
| 59521 | A critic, nay, a night-watch constable; |
| 59522 | A domineering pedant o'er the boy, |
| 59523 | Than whom no mortal so magnificent! |
| 59524 | This wimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy, |
| 59525 | This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid; |
| 59526 | Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms, |
| 59527 | Th' anointed sovereign of sighs and groans, |
| 59528 | Liege of all loiterers and malcontents, |
| 59529 | Dread prince of plackets, king of codpieces, |
| 59530 | Sole imperator, and great general |
| 59531 | Of trotting paritors. O my little heart! |
| 59532 | And I to be a corporal of his field, |
| 59533 | And wear his colours like a tumbler's hoop! |
| 59534 | What! I love, I sue, I seek a wife- |
| 59535 | A woman, that is like a German clock, |
| 59536 | Still a-repairing, ever out of frame, |
| 59537 | And never going aright, being a watch, |
| 59538 | But being watch'd that it may still go right! |
| 59539 | Nay, to be perjur'd, which is worst of all; |
| 59540 | And, among three, to love the worst of all, |
| 59541 | A whitely wanton with a velvet brow, |
| 59542 | With two pitch balls stuck in her face for... |
| 59543 | Ay, and, by heaven, one that will do the d... |
| 59544 | Though Argus were her eunuch and her guard. |
| 59545 | And I to sigh for her! to watch for her! |
| 59546 | To pray for her! Go to; it is a plague |
| 59547 | That Cupid will impose for my neglect |
| 59548 | Of his almighty dreadful little might. |
| 59549 | Well, I will love, write, sigh, pray, sue,... |
| 59550 | Some men must love my lady, and some Joan.... |
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| 59553 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 59554 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 59555 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 59556 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 59557 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
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| 59559 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 59560 | The park |
| 59561 | Enter the PRINCESS, ROSALINE, MARIA, KATHARINE... |
| 59562 | and a FORESTER |
| 59563 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Was that the King that s... |
| 59564 | hard |
| 59565 | Against the steep uprising of the hill? |
| 59566 | BOYET. I know not; but I think it was not he. |
| 59567 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Whoe'er 'a was, 'a show'... |
| 59568 | Well, lords, to-day we shall have our disp... |
| 59569 | On Saturday we will return to France. |
| 59570 | Then, forester, my friend, where is the bush |
| 59571 | That we must stand and play the murderer in? |
| 59572 | FORESTER. Hereby, upon the edge of yonder co... |
| 59573 | A stand where you may make the fairest shoot. |
| 59574 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. I thank my beauty I am f... |
| 59575 | And thereupon thou speak'st the fairest sh... |
| 59576 | FORESTER. Pardon me, madam, for I meant not so. |
| 59577 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. What, what? First praise... |
| 59578 | O short-liv'd pride! Not fair? Alack for w... |
| 59579 | FORESTER. Yes, madam, fair. |
| 59580 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Nay, never paint me now; |
| 59581 | Where fair is not, praise cannot mend the ... |
| 59582 | Here, good my glass, take this for telling... |
| 59583 | [... |
| 59584 | Fair payment for foul words is more than due. |
| 59585 | FORESTER. Nothing but fair is that which you... |
| 59586 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. See, see, my beauty will... |
| 59587 | O heresy in fair, fit for these days! |
| 59588 | A giving hand, though foul, shall have fai... |
| 59589 | But come, the bow. Now mercy goes to kill, |
| 59590 | And shooting well is then accounted ill; |
| 59591 | Thus will I save my credit in the shoot: |
| 59592 | Not wounding, pity would not let me do't; |
| 59593 | If wounding, then it was to show my skill, |
| 59594 | That more for praise than purpose meant to... |
| 59595 | And, out of question, so it is sometimes: |
| 59596 | Glory grows guilty of detested crimes, |
| 59597 | When, for fame's sake, for praise, an outw... |
| 59598 | We bend to that the working of the heart; |
| 59599 | As I for praise alone now seek to spill |
| 59600 | The poor deer's blood that my heart means ... |
| 59601 | BOYET. Do not curst wives hold that self-sov... |
| 59602 | Only for praise sake, when they strive to be |
| 59603 | Lords o'er their lords? |
| 59604 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Only for praise; and pra... |
| 59605 | To any lady that subdues a lord. |
| 59606 | Enter COSTARD |
| 59607 | BOYET. Here comes a member of the commonwealth. |
| 59608 | COSTARD. God dig-you-den all! Pray you, whic... |
| 59609 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Thou shalt know her, fel... |
| 59610 | have no heads. |
| 59611 | COSTARD. Which is the greatest lady, the hig... |
| 59612 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. The thickest and the tal... |
| 59613 | COSTARD. The thickest and the tallest! It is... |
| 59614 | An your waist, mistress, were as slender a... |
| 59615 | One o' these maids' girdles for your waist... |
| 59616 | Are not you the chief woman? You are the t... |
| 59617 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. What's your will, sir? W... |
| 59618 | COSTARD. I have a letter from Monsieur Berow... |
| 59619 | Lady Rosaline. |
| 59620 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. O, thy letter, thy lette... |
| 59621 | of mine. |
| 59622 | Stand aside, good bearer. Boyet, you can c... |
| 59623 | Break up this capon. |
| 59624 | BOYET. I am bound to serve. |
| 59625 | This letter is mistook; it importeth none ... |
| 59626 | It is writ to Jaquenetta. |
| 59627 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. We will read it, I swear. |
| 59628 | Break the neck of the wax, and every one g... |
| 59629 | BOYET. [Reads] 'By heaven, that thou art fai... |
| 59630 | true that thou art beauteous; truth itself... |
| 59631 | More fairer than fair, beautiful than beau... |
| 59632 | itself, have commiseration on thy heroical... |
| 59633 | magnanimous and most illustrate king Cophe... |
| 59634 | pernicious and indubitate beggar Zenelopho... |
| 59635 | might rightly say, 'Veni, vidi, vici'; whi... |
| 59636 | the vulgar,- O base and obscure vulgar!- v... |
| 59637 | and overcame. He came, one; saw, two; over... |
| 59638 | the king. Why did he come?- to see. Why di... |
| 59639 | To whom came he?- to the beggar. What saw ... |
| 59640 | overcame he?- the beggar. The conclusion i... |
| 59641 | side?- the king's. The captive is enrich'd... |
| 59642 | beggar's. The catastrophe is a nuptial; on... |
| 59643 | king's. No, on both in one, or one in both... |
| 59644 | stands the comparison; thou the beggar, fo... |
| 59645 | lowliness. Shall I command thy love? I may... |
| 59646 | love? I could. Shall I entreat thy love? I... |
| 59647 | exchange for rags?- robes, for tittles?- t... |
| 59648 | -me. Thus expecting thy reply, I profane m... |
| 59649 | eyes on thy picture, and my heart on thy e... |
| 59650 | Thine in the dearest design ... |
| 59651 | DON... |
| 59652 | 'Thus dost thou hear the Nemean lion roar |
| 59653 | 'Gainst thee, thou lamb, that standest as ... |
| 59654 | Submissive fall his princely feet before, |
| 59655 | And he from forage will incline to play. |
| 59656 | But if thou strive, poor soul, what are th... |
| 59657 | Food for his rage, repasture for his den.' |
| 59658 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. What plume of feathers i... |
| 59659 | letter? |
| 59660 | What vane? What weathercock? Did you ever ... |
| 59661 | BOYET. I am much deceived but I remember the... |
| 59662 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Else your memory is bad,... |
| 59663 | erewhile. |
| 59664 | BOYET. This Armado is a Spaniard, that keeps... |
| 59665 | A phantasime, a Monarcho, and one that mak... |
| 59666 | To the Prince and his book-mates. |
| 59667 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Thou fellow, a word. |
| 59668 | Who gave thee this letter? |
| 59669 | COSTARD. I told you: my lord. |
| 59670 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. To whom shouldst thou gi... |
| 59671 | COSTARD. From my lord to my lady. |
| 59672 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. From which lord to which... |
| 59673 | COSTARD. From my Lord Berowne, a good master... |
| 59674 | To a lady of France that he call'd Rosaline. |
| 59675 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Thou hast mistaken his l... |
| 59676 | away. |
| 59677 | [To ROSALINE] Here, sweet, put up this; 't... |
| 59678 | day. Exeunt ... |
| 59679 | BOYET. Who is the shooter? who is the shooter? |
| 59680 | ROSALINE. Shall I teach you to know? |
| 59681 | BOYET. Ay, my continent of beauty. |
| 59682 | ROSALINE. Why, she that bears the bow. |
| 59683 | Finely put off! |
| 59684 | BOYET. My lady goes to kill horns; but, if t... |
| 59685 | Hang me by the neck, if horns that year mi... |
| 59686 | Finely put on! |
| 59687 | ROSALINE. Well then, I am the shooter. |
| 59688 | BOYET. And who is your deer? |
| 59689 | ROSALINE. If we choose by the horns, yoursel... |
| 59690 | Finely put on indeed! |
| 59691 | MARIA. You Still wrangle with her, Boyet, an... |
| 59692 | brow. |
| 59693 | BOYET. But she herself is hit lower. Have I ... |
| 59694 | ROSALINE. Shall I come upon thee with an old... |
| 59695 | when King Pepin of France was a little boy... |
| 59696 | it? |
| 59697 | BOYET. So I may answer thee with one as old,... |
| 59698 | Queen Guinever of Britain was a little wen... |
| 59699 | it. |
| 59700 | ROSALINE. [Singing] |
| 59701 | Thou canst not hit it, hit it, hit... |
| 59702 | Thou canst not hit it, my good man. |
| 59703 | BOYET. An I cannot, cannot, cannot, |
| 59704 | An I cannot, another can. |
| 59705 | Exeunt ROSA... |
| 59706 | COSTARD. By my troth, most pleasant! How bot... |
| 59707 | MARIA. A mark marvellous well shot; for they... |
| 59708 | BOYET. A mark! O, mark but that mark! A mark... |
| 59709 | Let the mark have a prick in't, to mete at... |
| 59710 | MARIA. Wide o' the bow-hand! I' faith, your ... |
| 59711 | COSTARD. Indeed, 'a must shoot nearer, or he... |
| 59712 | clout. |
| 59713 | BOYET. An if my hand be out, then belike you... |
| 59714 | COSTARD. Then will she get the upshoot by cl... |
| 59715 | MARIA. Come, come, you talk greasily; your l... |
| 59716 | COSTARD. She's too hard for you at pricks, s... |
| 59717 | bowl. |
| 59718 | BOYET. I fear too much rubbing; good-night, ... |
| 59719 | Exeu... |
| 59720 | COSTARD. By my soul, a swain, a most simple ... |
| 59721 | Lord, Lord! how the ladies and I have put ... |
| 59722 | O' my troth, most sweet jests, most incony... |
| 59723 | When it comes so smoothly off, so obscenel... |
| 59724 | Armado a th' t'one side- O, a most dainty ... |
| 59725 | To see him walk before a lady and to bear ... |
| 59726 | To see him kiss his hand, and how most swe... |
| 59727 | And his page a t' other side, that handful... |
| 59728 | Ah, heavens, it is a most pathetical nit! |
| 59729 | Sola, sola! ... |
| 59730 | SCENE II. |
| 59731 | The park |
| 59732 | From the shooting within, enter HOLOFERNES, SI... |
| 59733 | NATHANIEL. Very reverent sport, truly; and d... |
| 59734 | a good conscience. |
| 59735 | HOLOFERNES. The deer was, as you know, sangu... |
| 59736 | the pomewater, who now hangeth like a jewe... |
| 59737 | the sky, the welkin, the heaven; and anon ... |
| 59738 | the face of terra, the soil, the land, the... |
| 59739 | NATHANIEL. Truly, Master Holofernes, the epi... |
| 59740 | varied, like a scholar at the least; but, ... |
| 59741 | a buck of the first head. |
| 59742 | HOLOFERNES. Sir Nathaniel, haud credo. |
| 59743 | DULL. 'Twas not a haud credo; 'twas a pricket. |
| 59744 | HOLOFERNES. Most barbarous intimation! yet a... |
| 59745 | as it were, in via, in way, of explication... |
| 59746 | replication, or rather, ostentare, to show... |
| 59747 | inclination, after his undressed, unpolish... |
| 59748 | unpruned, untrained, or rather unlettered,... |
| 59749 | unconfirmed fashion, to insert again my ha... |
| 59750 | DULL. I Said the deer was not a haud credo; ... |
| 59751 | HOLOFERNES. Twice-sod simplicity, bis coctus! |
| 59752 | O thou monster Ignorance, how deformed dos... |
| 59753 | NATHANIEL. Sir, he hath never fed of the dai... |
| 59754 | a book; |
| 59755 | He hath not eat paper, as it were; he hath... |
| 59756 | intellect is not replenished; he is only a... |
| 59757 | in the duller parts; |
| 59758 | And such barren plants are set before us t... |
| 59759 | be- |
| 59760 | Which we of taste and feeling are- for tho... |
| 59761 | fructify in us more than he. |
| 59762 | For as it would ill become me to be vain, ... |
| 59763 | So, were there a patch set on learning, to... |
| 59764 | But, omne bene, say I, being of an old fat... |
| 59765 | Many can brook the weather that love not t... |
| 59766 | DULL. You two are book-men: can you tell me ... |
| 59767 | What was a month old at Cain's birth that'... |
| 59768 | yet? |
| 59769 | HOLOFERNES. Dictynna, goodman Dull; Dictynna... |
| 59770 | DULL. What is Dictynna? |
| 59771 | NATHANIEL. A title to Phoebe, to Luna, to th... |
| 59772 | HOLOFERNES. The moon was a month old when Ad... |
| 59773 | And raught not to five weeks when he came ... |
| 59774 | Th' allusion holds in the exchange. |
| 59775 | DULL. 'Tis true, indeed; the collusion holds... |
| 59776 | HOLOFERNES. God comfort thy capacity! I say ... |
| 59777 | the exchange. |
| 59778 | DULL. And I say the polusion holds in the ex... |
| 59779 | never but a month old; and I say, beside, ... |
| 59780 | that the Princess kill'd. |
| 59781 | HOLOFERNES. Sir Nathaniel, will you hear an ... |
| 59782 | the death of the deer? And, to humour the ... |
| 59783 | the Princess kill'd a pricket. |
| 59784 | NATHANIEL. Perge, good Master Holofernes, pe... |
| 59785 | you to abrogate scurrility. |
| 59786 | HOLOFERNES. I Will something affect the lett... |
| 59787 | facility. |
| 59788 | The preyful Princess pierc'd and prick'd a... |
| 59789 | pricket. |
| 59790 | Some say a sore; but not a sore till now m... |
| 59791 | The dogs did yell; put el to sore, then so... |
| 59792 | Or pricket sore, or else sorel; the people... |
| 59793 | If sore be sore, then L to sore makes fift... |
| 59794 | Of one sore I an hundred make by adding bu... |
| 59795 | NATHANIEL. A rare talent! |
| 59796 | DULL. [Aside] If a talent be a claw, look ho... |
| 59797 | talent. |
| 59798 | HOLOFERNES. This is a gift that I have, simp... |
| 59799 | extravagant spirit, full of forms, figures... |
| 59800 | ideas, apprehensions, motions, revolutions... |
| 59801 | the ventricle of memory, nourish'd in the ... |
| 59802 | delivered upon the mellowing of occasion. ... |
| 59803 | those in whom it is acute, and I am thankf... |
| 59804 | NATHANIEL. Sir, I praise the Lord for you, a... |
| 59805 | parishioners; for their sons are well tuto... |
| 59806 | daughters profit very greatly under you. Y... |
| 59807 | the commonwealth. |
| 59808 | HOLOFERNES. Mehercle, if their sons be ingen... |
| 59809 | no instruction; if their daughters be capa... |
| 59810 | them; but, vir sapit qui pauca loquitur. A... |
| 59811 | us. |
| 59812 | Enter JAQUENETTA and COSTARD |
| 59813 | JAQUENETTA. God give you good morrow, Master... |
| 59814 | HOLOFERNES. Master Person, quasi pers-one. A... |
| 59815 | pierc'd which is the one? |
| 59816 | COSTARD. Marry, Master Schoolmaster, he that... |
| 59817 | hogshead. |
| 59818 | HOLOFERNES. Piercing a hogshead! A good lust... |
| 59819 | of earth; fire enough for a flint, pearl e... |
| 59820 | pretty; it is well. |
| 59821 | JAQUENETTA. Good Master Parson, be so good a... |
| 59822 | it was given me by Costard, and sent me fr... |
| 59823 | beseech you read it. |
| 59824 | HOLOFERNES. Fauste, precor gelida quando pec... |
| 59825 | Ruminat- |
| 59826 | and so forth. Ah, good old Mantuan! I may ... |
| 59827 | the traveller doth of Venice: |
| 59828 | Venetia, Venetia, |
| 59829 | Chi non ti vede, non ti pre... |
| 59830 | Old Mantuan, old Mantuan! Who understandet... |
| 59831 | loves thee not- |
| 59832 | Ut, re, sol, la, mi, fa. |
| 59833 | Under pardon, sir, what are the contents? ... |
| 59834 | Horace says in his- What, my soul, verses? |
| 59835 | NATHANIEL. Ay, sir, and very learned. |
| 59836 | HOLOFERNES. Let me hear a staff, a stanze, a... |
| 59837 | NATHANIEL. [Reads] 'If love make me forsworn... |
| 59838 | love? |
| 59839 | Ah, never faith could hold, if not to beau... |
| 59840 | Though to myself forsworn, to thee I'll fa... |
| 59841 | Those thoughts to me were oaks, to thee li... |
| 59842 | Study his bias leaves, and makes his book ... |
| 59843 | Where all those pleasures live that art wo... |
| 59844 | If knowledge be the mark, to know thee sha... |
| 59845 | Well learned is that tongue that well can ... |
| 59846 | All ignorant that soul that sees thee with... |
| 59847 | Which is to me some praise that I thy part... |
| 59848 | Thy eye Jove's lightning bears, thy voice ... |
| 59849 | Which, not to anger bent, is music and swe... |
| 59850 | Celestial as thou art, O, pardon love this... |
| 59851 | That singes heaven's praise with such an e... |
| 59852 | HOLOFERNES. You find not the apostrophas, an... |
| 59853 | let me supervise the canzonet. Here are on... |
| 59854 | but, for the elegancy, facility, and golde... |
| 59855 | caret. Ovidius Naso was the man. And why, ... |
| 59856 | smelling out the odoriferous flowers of fa... |
| 59857 | invention? Imitari is nothing: so doth the... |
| 59858 | ape his keeper, the tired horse his rider.... |
| 59859 | was this directed to you? |
| 59860 | JAQUENETTA. Ay, sir, from one Monsieur Berow... |
| 59861 | queen's lords. |
| 59862 | HOLOFERNES. I will overglance the superscrip... |
| 59863 | hand of the most beauteous Lady Rosaline.'... |
| 59864 | the intellect of the letter, for the nomin... |
| 59865 | writing to the person written unto: 'Your ... |
| 59866 | desired employment, Berowne.' Sir Nathanie... |
| 59867 | of the votaries with the King; and here he... |
| 59868 | to a sequent of the stranger queen's which... |
| 59869 | the way of progression, hath miscarried. T... |
| 59870 | deliver this paper into the royal hand of ... |
| 59871 | concern much. Stay not thy compliment; I f... |
| 59872 | JAQUENETTA. Good Costard, go with me. Sir, G... |
| 59873 | COSTARD. Have with thee, my girl. |
| 59874 | Exeunt COST... |
| 59875 | NATHANIEL. Sir, you have done this in the fe... |
| 59876 | religiously; and, as a certain father saith- |
| 59877 | HOLOFERNES. Sir, tell not me of the father; ... |
| 59878 | colours. But to return to the verses: did ... |
| 59879 | Nathaniel? |
| 59880 | NATHANIEL. Marvellous well for the pen. |
| 59881 | HOLOFERNES. I do dine to-day at the father's... |
| 59882 | mine; where, if, before repast, it shall p... |
| 59883 | the table with a grace, I will, on my priv... |
| 59884 | parents of the foresaid child or pupil, un... |
| 59885 | venuto; where I will prove those verses to... |
| 59886 | neither savouring of poetry, wit, nor inve... |
| 59887 | society. |
| 59888 | NATHANIEL. And thank you too; for society, s... |
| 59889 | happiness of life. |
| 59890 | HOLOFERNES. And certes, the text most infall... |
| 59891 | [To DULL] Sir, I do invite you too; you sh... |
| 59892 | pauca verba. Away; the gentles are at thei... |
| 59893 | our recreation. ... |
| 59894 | SCENE III. |
| 59895 | The park |
| 59896 | Enter BEROWNE, with a paper his band, alone |
| 59897 | BEROWNE. The King he is hunting the deer: I ... |
| 59898 | They have pitch'd a toil: I am tolling in ... |
| 59899 | defiles. Defile! a foul word. Well, 'set t... |
| 59900 | so they say the fool said, and so say I, a... |
| 59901 | proved, wit. By the Lord, this love is as ... |
| 59902 | sheep; it kills me- I a sheep. Well proved... |
| 59903 | will not love; if I do, hang me. I' faith,... |
| 59904 | eye! By this light, but for her eye, I wou... |
| 59905 | for her two eyes. Well, I do nothing in th... |
| 59906 | lie in my throat. By heaven, I do love; an... |
| 59907 | rhyme, and to be melancholy; and here is p... |
| 59908 | here my melancholy. Well, she hath one o' ... |
| 59909 | clown bore it, the fool sent it, and the l... |
| 59910 | clown, sweeter fool, sweetest lady! By the... |
| 59911 | care a pin if the other three were in. Her... |
| 59912 | paper; God give him grace to groan! |
| 59913 | [C... |
| 59914 | Enter the KING, with a p... |
| 59915 | KING. Ay me! |
| 59916 | BEROWNE. Shot, by heaven! Proceed, sweet Cup... |
| 59917 | him with thy bird-bolt under the left pap.... |
| 59918 | KING. [Reads] |
| 59919 | 'So sweet a kiss the golden sun gives not |
| 59920 | To those fresh morning drops upon the rose, |
| 59921 | As thy eye-beams, when their fresh rays ... |
| 59922 | The night of dew that on my cheeks down ... |
| 59923 | Nor shines the silver moon one half so b... |
| 59924 | Through the transparent bosom of the deep, |
| 59925 | As doth thy face through tears of mine g... |
| 59926 | Thou shin'st in every tear that I do weep; |
| 59927 | No drop but as a coach doth carry thee; |
| 59928 | So ridest thou triumphing in my woe. |
| 59929 | Do but behold the tears that swell in me, |
| 59930 | And they thy glory through my grief will... |
| 59931 | But do not love thyself; then thou wilt ... |
| 59932 | My tears for glasses, and still make me ... |
| 59933 | O queen of queens! how far dost thou excel |
| 59934 | No thought can think nor tongue of morta... |
| 59935 | How shall she know my griefs? I'll drop th... |
| 59936 | Sweet leaves, shade folly. Who is he comes... |
| 59937 | ... |
| 59938 | Enter LONGAVILLE, with a paper |
| 59939 | What, Longaville, and reading! Listen, car. |
| 59940 | BEROWNE. Now, in thy likeness, one more fool... |
| 59941 | LONGAVILLE. Ay me, I am forsworn! |
| 59942 | BEROWNE. Why, he comes in like a perjure, we... |
| 59943 | KING. In love, I hope; sweet fellowship in s... |
| 59944 | BEROWNE. One drunkard loves another of the n... |
| 59945 | LONGAVILLE. Am I the first that have been pe... |
| 59946 | BEROWNE. I could put thee in comfort: not by... |
| 59947 | Thou makest the triumviry, the corner-cap ... |
| 59948 | The shape of Love's Tyburn that hangs up s... |
| 59949 | LONGAVILLE. I fear these stubborn lines lack... |
| 59950 | O sweet Maria, empress of my love! |
| 59951 | These numbers will I tear, and write in pr... |
| 59952 | BEROWNE. O, rhymes are guards on wanton Cupi... |
| 59953 | Disfigure not his slop. |
| 59954 | LONGAVILLE. This same shall go. [He... |
| 59955 | 'Did not the heavenly rhetoric of thine ... |
| 59956 | 'Gainst whom the world cannot hold argum... |
| 59957 | Persuade my heart to this false perjury? |
| 59958 | Vows for thee broke deserve not punishment. |
| 59959 | A woman I forswore; but I will prove, |
| 59960 | Thou being a goddess, I forswore not thee: |
| 59961 | My vow was earthly, thou a heavenly love; |
| 59962 | Thy grace being gain'd cures all disgrac... |
| 59963 | Vows are but breath, and breath a vapour... |
| 59964 | Then thou, fair sun, which on my earth d... |
| 59965 | Exhal'st this vapour-vow; in thee it is. |
| 59966 | If broken, then it is no fault of mine; |
| 59967 | If by me broke, what fool is not so wise |
| 59968 | To lose an oath to win a paradise?' |
| 59969 | BEROWNE. This is the liver-vein, which makes... |
| 59970 | A green goose a goddess- pure, pure idolatry. |
| 59971 | God amend us, God amend! We are much out o... |
| 59972 | Enter DUMAIN, with a paper |
| 59973 | LONGAVILLE. By whom shall I send this?- Comp... |
| 59974 | ... |
| 59975 | BEROWNE. 'All hid, all hid'- an old infant p... |
| 59976 | Like a demigod here sit I in the sky, |
| 59977 | And wretched fools' secrets heedfully o'er... |
| 59978 | More sacks to the mill! O heavens, I have ... |
| 59979 | Dumain transformed! Four woodcocks in a dish! |
| 59980 | DUMAIN. O most divine Kate! |
| 59981 | BEROWNE. O most profane coxcomb! |
| 59982 | DUMAIN. By heaven, the wonder in a mortal eye! |
| 59983 | BEROWNE. By earth, she is not, corporal: the... |
| 59984 | DUMAIN. Her amber hairs for foul hath amber ... |
| 59985 | BEROWNE. An amber-colour'd raven was well no... |
| 59986 | DUMAIN. As upright as the cedar. |
| 59987 | BEROWNE. Stoop, I say; |
| 59988 | Her shoulder is with child. |
| 59989 | DUMAIN. As fair as day. |
| 59990 | BEROWNE. Ay, as some days; but then no sun m... |
| 59991 | DUMAIN. O that I had my wish! |
| 59992 | LONGAVILLE. And I had mine! |
| 59993 | KING. And I mine too,.good Lord! |
| 59994 | BEROWNE. Amen, so I had mine! Is not that a ... |
| 59995 | DUMAIN. I would forget her; but a fever she |
| 59996 | Reigns in my blood, and will rememb'red be. |
| 59997 | BEROWNE. A fever in your blood? Why, then in... |
| 59998 | Would let her out in saucers. Sweet mispri... |
| 59999 | DUMAIN. Once more I'll read the ode that I h... |
| 60000 | BEROWNE. Once more I'll mark how love can va... |
| 60001 | DUMAIN. [Reads] |
| 60002 | 'On a day-alack the day!- |
| 60003 | Love, whose month is ever May, |
| 60004 | Spied a blossom passing fair |
| 60005 | Playing in the wanton air. |
| 60006 | Through the velvet leaves the wind, |
| 60007 | All unseen, can passage find; |
| 60008 | That the lover, sick to death, |
| 60009 | Wish'd himself the heaven's breath. |
| 60010 | "Air," quoth he "thy cheeks may blow; |
| 60011 | Air, would I might triumph so! |
| 60012 | But, alack, my hand is sworn |
| 60013 | Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn; |
| 60014 | Vow, alack, for youth unmeet, |
| 60015 | Youth so apt to pluck a sweet. |
| 60016 | Do not call it sin in me |
| 60017 | That I am forsworn for thee; |
| 60018 | Thou for whom Jove would swear |
| 60019 | Juno but an Ethiope were; |
| 60020 | And deny himself for Jove, |
| 60021 | Turning mortal for thy love."' |
| 60022 | This will I send; and something else more ... |
| 60023 | That shall express my true love's fasting ... |
| 60024 | O, would the King, Berowne and Longaville, |
| 60025 | Were lovers too! Ill, to example ill, |
| 60026 | Would from my forehead wipe a perjur'd note; |
| 60027 | For none offend where all alike do dote. |
| 60028 | LONGAVILLE. [Advancing] Dumain, thy love is ... |
| 60029 | That in love's grief desir'st society; |
| 60030 | You may look pale, but I should blush, I k... |
| 60031 | To be o'erheard and taken napping so. |
| 60032 | KING. [Advancing] Come, sir, you blush; as h... |
| 60033 | You chide at him, offending twice as much: |
| 60034 | You do not love Maria! Longaville |
| 60035 | Did never sonnet for her sake compile; |
| 60036 | Nor never lay his wreathed arms athwart |
| 60037 | His loving bosom, to keep down his heart. |
| 60038 | I have been closely shrouded in this bush, |
| 60039 | And mark'd you both, and for you both did ... |
| 60040 | I heard your guilty rhymes, observ'd your ... |
| 60041 | Saw sighs reek from you, noted well your p... |
| 60042 | 'Ay me!' says one. 'O Jove!' the other cries. |
| 60043 | One, her hairs were gold; crystal the othe... |
| 60044 | [To LONGAVILLE] You would for paradise bre... |
| 60045 | [To Dumain] And Jove for your love would i... |
| 60046 | What will Berowne say when that he shall hear |
| 60047 | Faith infringed which such zeal did swear? |
| 60048 | How will he scorn, how will he spend his wit! |
| 60049 | How will he triumph, leap, and laugh at it! |
| 60050 | For all the wealth that ever I did see, |
| 60051 | I would not have him know so much by me. |
| 60052 | BEROWNE. [Descending] Now step I forth to wh... |
| 60053 | Ah, good my liege, I pray thee pardon me. |
| 60054 | Good heart, what grace hast thou thus to r... |
| 60055 | These worms for loving, that art most in l... |
| 60056 | Your eyes do make no coaches; in your tears |
| 60057 | There is no certain princess that appears; |
| 60058 | You'll not be perjur'd; 'tis a hateful thing; |
| 60059 | Tush, none but minstrels like of sonneting. |
| 60060 | But are you not ashamed? Nay, are you not, |
| 60061 | All three of you, to be thus much o'ershot? |
| 60062 | You found his mote; the King your mote did... |
| 60063 | But I a beam do find in each of three. |
| 60064 | O, what a scene of fool'ry have I seen, |
| 60065 | Of sighs, of groans, of sorrow, and of teen! |
| 60066 | O, me, with what strict patience have I sat, |
| 60067 | To see a king transformed to a gnat! |
| 60068 | To see great Hercules whipping a gig, |
| 60069 | And profound Solomon to tune a jig, |
| 60070 | And Nestor play at push-pin with the boys, |
| 60071 | And critic Timon laugh at idle toys! |
| 60072 | Where lies thy grief, O, tell me, good Dum... |
| 60073 | And, gentle Longaville, where lies thy pain? |
| 60074 | And where my liege's? All about the breast. |
| 60075 | A caudle, ho! |
| 60076 | KING. Too bitter is thy jest. |
| 60077 | Are we betrayed thus to thy over-view? |
| 60078 | BEROWNE. Not you by me, but I betrayed to you. |
| 60079 | I that am honest, I that hold it sin |
| 60080 | To break the vow I am engaged in; |
| 60081 | I am betrayed by keeping company |
| 60082 | With men like you, men of inconstancy. |
| 60083 | When shall you see me write a thing in rhyme? |
| 60084 | Or groan for Joan? or spend a minute's time |
| 60085 | In pruning me? When shall you hear that I |
| 60086 | Will praise a hand, a foot, a face, an eye, |
| 60087 | A gait, a state, a brow, a breast, a waist, |
| 60088 | A leg, a limb- |
| 60089 | KING. Soft! whither away so fast? |
| 60090 | A true man or a thief that gallops so? |
| 60091 | BEROWNE. I post from love; good lover, let m... |
| 60092 | Enter JAQUENETTA and COSTARD |
| 60093 | JAQUENETTA. God bless the King! |
| 60094 | KING. What present hast thou there? |
| 60095 | COSTARD. Some certain treason. |
| 60096 | KING. What makes treason here? |
| 60097 | COSTARD. Nay, it makes nothing, sir. |
| 60098 | KING. If it mar nothing neither, |
| 60099 | The treason and you go in peace away toget... |
| 60100 | JAQUENETTA. I beseech your Grace, let this l... |
| 60101 | Our person misdoubts it: 'twas treason, he... |
| 60102 | KING. Berowne, read it over. [BEROWNE... |
| 60103 | Where hadst thou it? |
| 60104 | JAQUENETTA. Of Costard. |
| 60105 | KING. Where hadst thou it? |
| 60106 | COSTARD. Of Dun Adramadio, Dun Adramadio. |
| 60107 | [BEROWNE... |
| 60108 | KING. How now! What is in you? Why dost thou... |
| 60109 | BEROWNE. A toy, my liege, a toy! Your Grace ... |
| 60110 | LONGAVILLE. It did move him to passion, and ... |
| 60111 | it. |
| 60112 | DUMAIN. It is Berowne's writing, and here is... |
| 60113 | [Gather... |
| 60114 | BEROWNE. [ To COSTARD] Ah, you whoreson logg... |
| 60115 | to do me shame. |
| 60116 | Guilty, my lord, guilty! I confess, I conf... |
| 60117 | KING. What? |
| 60118 | BEROWNE. That you three fools lack'd me fool... |
| 60119 | He, he, and you- and you, my liege!- and I |
| 60120 | Are pick-purses in love, and we deserve to... |
| 60121 | O, dismiss this audience, and I shall tell... |
| 60122 | DUMAIN. Now the number is even. |
| 60123 | BEROWNE. True, true, we are four. |
| 60124 | Will these turtles be gone? |
| 60125 | KING. Hence, sirs, away. |
| 60126 | COSTARD. Walk aside the true folk, and let t... |
| 60127 | Exeunt COST... |
| 60128 | BEROWNE. Sweet lords, sweet lovers, O, let u... |
| 60129 | As true we are as flesh and blood can be. |
| 60130 | The sea will ebb and flow, heaven show his... |
| 60131 | Young blood doth not obey an old decree. |
| 60132 | We cannot cross the cause why we were born, |
| 60133 | Therefore of all hands must we be forsworn. |
| 60134 | KING. What, did these rent lines show some l... |
| 60135 | BEROWNE. 'Did they?' quoth you. Who sees the... |
| 60136 | That, like a rude and savage man of Inde |
| 60137 | At the first op'ning of the gorgeous east, |
| 60138 | Bows not his vassal head and, strucken blind, |
| 60139 | Kisses the base ground with obedient breast? |
| 60140 | What peremptory eagle-sighted eye |
| 60141 | Dares look upon the heaven of her brow |
| 60142 | That is not blinded by her majesty? |
| 60143 | KING. What zeal, what fury hath inspir'd the... |
| 60144 | My love, her mistress, is a gracious moon; |
| 60145 | She, an attending star, scarce seen a ligh... |
| 60146 | BEROWNE. My eyes are then no eyes, nor I Ber... |
| 60147 | O, but for my love, day would turn to night! |
| 60148 | Of all complexions the cull'd sovereignty |
| 60149 | Do meet, as at a fair, in her fair cheek, |
| 60150 | Where several worthies make one dignity, |
| 60151 | Where nothing wants that want itself doth ... |
| 60152 | Lend me the flourish of all gentle tongues- |
| 60153 | Fie, painted rhetoric! O, she needs it not! |
| 60154 | To things of sale a seller's praise belongs: |
| 60155 | She passes praise; then praise too short d... |
| 60156 | A wither'd hermit, five-score winters worn, |
| 60157 | Might shake off fifty, looking in her eye. |
| 60158 | Beauty doth varnish age, as if new-born, |
| 60159 | And gives the crutch the cradle's infancy. |
| 60160 | O, 'tis the sun that maketh all things shine! |
| 60161 | KING. By heaven, thy love is black as ebony. |
| 60162 | BEROWNE. Is ebony like her? O wood divine! |
| 60163 | A wife of such wood were felicity. |
| 60164 | O, who can give an oath? Where is a book? |
| 60165 | That I may swear beauty doth beauty lack, |
| 60166 | If that she learn not of her eye to look. |
| 60167 | No face is fair that is not full so black. |
| 60168 | KING. O paradox! Black is the badge of hell, |
| 60169 | The hue of dungeons, and the school of night; |
| 60170 | And beauty's crest becomes the heavens well. |
| 60171 | BEROWNE. Devils soonest tempt, resembling sp... |
| 60172 | O, if in black my lady's brows be deckt, |
| 60173 | It mourns that painting and usurping hair |
| 60174 | Should ravish doters with a false aspect; |
| 60175 | And therefore is she born to make black fair. |
| 60176 | Her favour turns the fashion of the days; |
| 60177 | For native blood is counted painting now; |
| 60178 | And therefore red that would avoid dispraise |
| 60179 | Paints itself black, to imitate her brow. |
| 60180 | DUMAIN. To look like her are chimney-sweeper... |
| 60181 | LONGAVILLE. And since her time are colliers ... |
| 60182 | KING. And Ethiopes of their sweet complexion... |
| 60183 | DUMAIN. Dark needs no candles now, for dark ... |
| 60184 | BEROWNE. Your mistresses dare never come in ... |
| 60185 | For fear their colours should be wash'd aw... |
| 60186 | KING. 'Twere good yours did; for, sir, to te... |
| 60187 | I'll find a fairer face not wash'd to-day. |
| 60188 | BEROWNE. I'll prove her fair, or talk till d... |
| 60189 | KING. No devil will fright thee then so much... |
| 60190 | DUMAIN. I never knew man hold vile stuff so ... |
| 60191 | LONGAVILLE. Look, here's thy love: my foot a... |
| 60192 | ... |
| 60193 | BEROWNE. O, if the streets were paved with t... |
| 60194 | Her feet were much too dainty for such tread! |
| 60195 | DUMAIN. O vile! Then, as she goes, what upwa... |
| 60196 | The street should see as she walk'd overhead. |
| 60197 | KING. But what of this? Are we not all in love? |
| 60198 | BEROWNE. Nothing so sure; and thereby all fo... |
| 60199 | KING. Then leave this chat; and, good Berown... |
| 60200 | Our loving lawful, and our faith not torn. |
| 60201 | DUMAIN. Ay, marry, there; some flattery for ... |
| 60202 | LONGAVILLE. O, some authority how to proceed; |
| 60203 | Some tricks, some quillets, how to cheat t... |
| 60204 | DUMAIN. Some salve for perjury. |
| 60205 | BEROWNE. 'Tis more than need. |
| 60206 | Have at you, then, affection's men-at-arms. |
| 60207 | Consider what you first did swear unto: |
| 60208 | To fast, to study, and to see no woman- |
| 60209 | Flat treason 'gainst the kingly state of y... |
| 60210 | Say, can you fast? Your stomachs are too y... |
| 60211 | And abstinence engenders maladies. |
| 60212 | And, where that you you have vow'd to stud... |
| 60213 | In that each of you have forsworn his book, |
| 60214 | Can you still dream, and pore, and thereon... |
| 60215 | For when would you, my lord, or you, or you, |
| 60216 | Have found the ground of study's excellence |
| 60217 | Without the beauty of a woman's face? |
| 60218 | From women's eyes this doctrine I derive: |
| 60219 | They are the ground, the books, the academes, |
| 60220 | From whence doth spring the true Promethea... |
| 60221 | Why, universal plodding poisons up |
| 60222 | The nimble spirits in the arteries, |
| 60223 | As motion and long-during action tires |
| 60224 | The sinewy vigour of the traveller. |
| 60225 | Now, for not looking on a woman's face, |
| 60226 | You have in that forsworn the use of eyes, |
| 60227 | And study too, the causer of your vow; |
| 60228 | For where is author in the world |
| 60229 | Teaches such beauty as a woman's eye? |
| 60230 | Learning is but an adjunct to ourself, |
| 60231 | And where we are our learning likewise is; |
| 60232 | Then when ourselves we see in ladies' eyes, |
| 60233 | With ourselves. |
| 60234 | Do we not likewise see our learning there? |
| 60235 | O, we have made a vow to study, lords, |
| 60236 | And in that vow we have forsworn our books. |
| 60237 | For when would you, my liege, or you, or you, |
| 60238 | In leaden contemplation have found out |
| 60239 | Such fiery numbers as the prompting eyes |
| 60240 | Of beauty's tutors have enrich'd you with? |
| 60241 | Other slow arts entirely keep the brain; |
| 60242 | And therefore, finding barren practisers, |
| 60243 | Scarce show a harvest of their heavy toil; |
| 60244 | But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, |
| 60245 | Lives not alone immured in the brain, |
| 60246 | But with the motion of all elements |
| 60247 | Courses as swift as thought in every power, |
| 60248 | And gives to every power a double power, |
| 60249 | Above their functions and their offices. |
| 60250 | It adds a precious seeing to the eye: |
| 60251 | A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind. |
| 60252 | A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound, |
| 60253 | When the suspicious head of theft is stopp'd. |
| 60254 | Love's feeling is more soft and sensible |
| 60255 | Than are the tender horns of cockled snails: |
| 60256 | Love's tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross ... |
| 60257 | For valour, is not Love a Hercules, |
| 60258 | Still climbing trees in the Hesperides? |
| 60259 | Subtle as Sphinx; as sweet and musical |
| 60260 | As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his h... |
| 60261 | And when Love speaks, the voice of all the... |
| 60262 | Make heaven drowsy with the harmony. |
| 60263 | Never durst poet touch a pen to write |
| 60264 | Until his ink were temp'red with Love's si... |
| 60265 | O, then his lines would ravish savage ears, |
| 60266 | And plant in tyrants mild humility. |
| 60267 | From women's eyes this doctrine I derive. |
| 60268 | They sparkle still the right Promethean fire; |
| 60269 | They are the books, the arts, the academes, |
| 60270 | That show, contain, and nourish, all the w... |
| 60271 | Else none at all in aught proves excellent. |
| 60272 | Then fools you were these women to forswear; |
| 60273 | Or, keeping what is sworn, you will prove ... |
| 60274 | For wisdom's sake, a word that all men love; |
| 60275 | Or for Love's sake, a word that loves all ... |
| 60276 | Or for men's sake, the authors of these wo... |
| 60277 | Or women's sake, by whom we men are men- |
| 60278 | Let us once lose our oaths to find ourselves, |
| 60279 | Or else we lose ourselves to keep our oaths. |
| 60280 | It is religion to be thus forsworn; |
| 60281 | For charity itself fulfils the law, |
| 60282 | And who can sever love from charity? |
| 60283 | KING. Saint Cupid, then! and, soldiers, to t... |
| 60284 | BEROWNE. Advance your standards, and upon th... |
| 60285 | Pell-mell, down with them! be first advis'... |
| 60286 | In conflict, that you get the sun of them. |
| 60287 | LONGAVILLE. Now to plain-dealing; lay these ... |
| 60288 | Shall we resolve to woo these girls of Fra... |
| 60289 | KING. And win them too; therefore let us devise |
| 60290 | Some entertainment for them in their tents. |
| 60291 | BEROWNE. First, from the park let us conduct... |
| 60292 | Then homeward every man attach the hand |
| 60293 | Of his fair mistress. In the afternoon |
| 60294 | We will with some strange pastime solace t... |
| 60295 | Such as the shortness of the time can shape; |
| 60296 | For revels, dances, masks, and merry hours, |
| 60297 | Forerun fair Love, strewing her way with f... |
| 60298 | KING. Away, away! No time shall be omitted |
| 60299 | That will betime, and may by us be fitted. |
| 60300 | BEROWNE. Allons! allons! Sow'd cockle reap'd... |
| 60301 | And justice always whirls in equal measure. |
| 60302 | Light wenches may prove plagues to men for... |
| 60303 | If so, our copper buys no better treasure.... |
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| 60312 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 60313 | The park |
| 60314 | Enter HOLOFERNES, SIR NATHANIEL, and DULL |
| 60315 | HOLOFERNES. Satis quod sufficit. |
| 60316 | NATHANIEL. I praise God for you, sir. Your r... |
| 60317 | been sharp and sententious; pleasant witho... |
| 60318 | without affection, audacious without impud... |
| 60319 | opinion, and strange without heresy. I did... |
| 60320 | day with a companion of the King's who is ... |
| 60321 | or called, Don Adriano de Armado. |
| 60322 | HOLOFERNES. Novi hominem tanquam te. His hum... |
| 60323 | discourse peremptory, his tongue filed, hi... |
| 60324 | gait majestical and his general behaviour ... |
| 60325 | thrasonical. He is too picked, too spruce,... |
| 60326 | as it were, too peregrinate, as I may call... |
| 60327 | NATHANIEL. A most singular and choice epithet. |
| 60328 | [Draws o... |
| 60329 | HOLOFERNES. He draweth out the thread of his... |
| 60330 | the staple of his argument. I abhor such f... |
| 60331 | such insociable and point-devise companion... |
| 60332 | orthography, as to speak 'dout' fine, when... |
| 60333 | 'det' when he should pronounce 'debt'- d, ... |
| 60334 | He clepeth a calf 'cauf,' half 'hauf'; nei... |
| 60335 | 'nebour'; 'neigh' abbreviated 'ne.' This i... |
| 60336 | would call 'abbominable.' It insinuateth m... |
| 60337 | intelligis, domine? to make frantic, lunatic. |
| 60338 | NATHANIEL. Laus Deo, bone intelligo. |
| 60339 | HOLOFERNES. 'Bone'?- 'bone' for 'bene.' Pris... |
| 60340 | scratch'd; 'twill serve. |
| 60341 | Enter ARMADO, MOTH, and COSTARD |
| 60342 | NATHANIEL. Videsne quis venit? |
| 60343 | HOLOFERNES. Video, et gaudeo. |
| 60344 | ARMADO. [To MOTH] Chirrah! |
| 60345 | HOLOFERNES. Quare 'chirrah,' not 'sirrah'? |
| 60346 | ARMADO. Men of peace, well encount'red. |
| 60347 | HOLOFERNES. Most military sir, salutation. |
| 60348 | MOTH. [Aside to COSTARD] They have been at a... |
| 60349 | languages and stol'n the scraps. |
| 60350 | COSTARD. O, they have liv'd long on the alms... |
| 60351 | marvel thy master hath not eaten thee for ... |
| 60352 | not so long by the head as honorificabilit... |
| 60353 | easier swallowed than a flap-dragon. |
| 60354 | MOTH. Peace! the peal begins. |
| 60355 | ARMADO. [To HOLOFERNES] Monsieur, are you no... |
| 60356 | MOTH. Yes, yes; he teaches boys the hornbook... |
| 60357 | backward with the horn on his head? |
| 60358 | HOLOFERNES. Ba, pueritia, with a horn added. |
| 60359 | MOTH. Ba, most silly sheep with a horn. You ... |
| 60360 | HOLOFERNES. Quis, quis, thou consonant? |
| 60361 | MOTH. The third of the five vowels, if You r... |
| 60362 | fifth, if I. |
| 60363 | HOLOFERNES. I will repeat them: a, e, I- |
| 60364 | MOTH. The sheep; the other two concludes it:... |
| 60365 | ARMADO. Now, by the salt wave of the Mediter... |
| 60366 | a quick venue of wit- snip, snap, quick an... |
| 60367 | intellect. True wit! |
| 60368 | MOTH. Offer'd by a child to an old man; whic... |
| 60369 | HOLOFERNES. What is the figure? What is the ... |
| 60370 | MOTH. Horns. |
| 60371 | HOLOFERNES. Thou disputes like an infant; go... |
| 60372 | MOTH. Lend me your horn to make one, and I w... |
| 60373 | infamy circum circa- a gig of a cuckold's ... |
| 60374 | COSTARD. An I had but one penny in the world... |
| 60375 | to buy ginger-bread. Hold, there is the ve... |
| 60376 | of thy master, thou halfpenny purse of wit... |
| 60377 | discretion. O, an the heavens were so plea... |
| 60378 | my bastard, what a joyful father wouldst t... |
| 60379 | thou hast it ad dunghill, at the fingers' ... |
| 60380 | HOLOFERNES. O, I smell false Latin; 'dunghil... |
| 60381 | ARMADO. Arts-man, preambulate; we will be si... |
| 60382 | barbarous. Do you not educate youth at the... |
| 60383 | top of the mountain? |
| 60384 | HOLOFERNES. Or mons, the hill. |
| 60385 | ARMADO. At your sweet pleasure, for the moun... |
| 60386 | HOLOFERNES. I do, sans question. |
| 60387 | ARMADO. Sir, it is the King's most sweet ple... |
| 60388 | congratulate the Princess at her pavilion,... |
| 60389 | this day; which the rude multitude call th... |
| 60390 | HOLOFERNES. The posterior of the day, most g... |
| 60391 | congruent, and measurable, for the afterno... |
| 60392 | cull'd, chose, sweet, and apt, I do assure... |
| 60393 | ARMADO. Sir, the King is a noble gentleman, ... |
| 60394 | assure ye, very good friend. For what is i... |
| 60395 | it pass. I do beseech thee, remember thy c... |
| 60396 | thee, apparel thy head. And among other im... |
| 60397 | serious designs, and of great import indee... |
| 60398 | pass; for I must tell thee it will please ... |
| 60399 | world, sometime to lean upon my poor shoul... |
| 60400 | finger thus dally with my excrement, with ... |
| 60401 | sweet heart, let that pass. By the world, ... |
| 60402 | some certain special honours it pleaseth h... |
| 60403 | to Armado, a soldier, a man of travel, tha... |
| 60404 | but let that pass. The very all of all is-... |
| 60405 | implore secrecy- that the King would have ... |
| 60406 | Princess, sweet chuck, with some delightfu... |
| 60407 | or pageant, or antic, or firework. Now, un... |
| 60408 | curate and your sweet self are good at suc... |
| 60409 | breaking-out of mirth, as it were, I have ... |
| 60410 | to the end to crave your assistance. |
| 60411 | HOLOFERNES. Sir, you shall present before he... |
| 60412 | Sir Nathaniel, as concerning some entertai... |
| 60413 | show in the posterior of this day, to be r... |
| 60414 | assistance, the King's command, and this m... |
| 60415 | illustrate, and learned gentleman, before ... |
| 60416 | none so fit as to present the Nine Worthies. |
| 60417 | NATHANIEL. Where will you find men worthy en... |
| 60418 | HOLOFERNES. Joshua, yourself; myself, Alexan... |
| 60419 | gentleman, Judas Maccabaeus; this swain, b... |
| 60420 | limb or joint, shall pass Pompey the Great... |
| 60421 | ARMADO. Pardon, sir; error: he is not quanti... |
| 60422 | Worthy's thumb; he is not so big as the en... |
| 60423 | HOLOFERNES. Shall I have audience? He shall ... |
| 60424 | minority: his enter and exit shall be stra... |
| 60425 | will have an apology for that purpose. |
| 60426 | MOTH. An excellent device! So, if any of the... |
| 60427 | cry 'Well done, Hercules; now thou crushes... |
| 60428 | the way to make an offence gracious, thoug... |
| 60429 | do it. |
| 60430 | ARMADO. For the rest of the Worthies? |
| 60431 | HOLOFERNES. I will play three myself. |
| 60432 | MOTH. Thrice-worthy gentleman! |
| 60433 | ARMADO. Shall I tell you a thing? |
| 60434 | HOLOFERNES. We attend. |
| 60435 | ARMADO. We will have, if this fadge not, an ... |
| 60436 | follow. |
| 60437 | HOLOFERNES. Via, goodman Dull! Thou has spok... |
| 60438 | while. |
| 60439 | DULL. Nor understood none neither, sir. |
| 60440 | HOLOFERNES. Allons! we will employ thee. |
| 60441 | DULL. I'll make one in a dance, or so, or I ... |
| 60442 | On the tabor to the Worthies, and let them... |
| 60443 | HOLOFERNES. Most dull, honest Dull! To our s... |
| 60444 | ... |
| 60445 | SCENE II. |
| 60446 | The park |
| 60447 | Enter the PRINCESS, MARIA, KATHARINE, and ROSA... |
| 60448 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Sweet hearts, we shall b... |
| 60449 | If fairings come thus plentifully in. |
| 60450 | A lady wall'd about with diamonds! |
| 60451 | Look you what I have from the loving King. |
| 60452 | ROSALINE. Madam, came nothing else along wit... |
| 60453 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Nothing but this! Yes, a... |
| 60454 | As would be cramm'd up in a sheet of paper |
| 60455 | Writ o' both sides the leaf, margent and all, |
| 60456 | That he was fain to seal on Cupid's name. |
| 60457 | ROSALINE. That was the way to make his godhe... |
| 60458 | For he hath been five thousand year a boy. |
| 60459 | KATHARINE. Ay, and a shrewd unhappy gallows ... |
| 60460 | ROSALINE. You'll ne'er be friends with him: ... |
| 60461 | KATHARINE. He made her melancholy, sad, and ... |
| 60462 | And so she died. Had she been light, like ... |
| 60463 | Of such a merry, nimble, stirring spirit, |
| 60464 | She might 'a been a grandam ere she died. |
| 60465 | And so may you; for a light heart lives long. |
| 60466 | ROSALINE. What's your dark meaning, mouse, o... |
| 60467 | KATHARINE. A light condition in a beauty dark. |
| 60468 | ROSALINE. We need more light to find your me... |
| 60469 | KATHARINE. You'll mar the light by taking it... |
| 60470 | Therefore I'll darkly end the argument. |
| 60471 | ROSALINE. Look what you do, you do it still ... |
| 60472 | KATHARINE. So do not you; for you are a ligh... |
| 60473 | ROSALINE. Indeed, I weigh not you; and there... |
| 60474 | KATHARINE. You weigh me not? O, that's you c... |
| 60475 | ROSALINE. Great reason; for 'past cure is st... |
| 60476 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Well bandied both; a set... |
| 60477 | But, Rosaline, you have a favour too? |
| 60478 | Who sent it? and what is it? |
| 60479 | ROSALINE. I would you knew. |
| 60480 | An if my face were but as fair as yours, |
| 60481 | My favour were as great: be witness this. |
| 60482 | Nay, I have verses too, I thank Berowne; |
| 60483 | The numbers true, and, were the numb'ring ... |
| 60484 | I were the fairest goddess on the ground. |
| 60485 | I am compar'd to twenty thousand fairs. |
| 60486 | O, he hath drawn my picture in his letter! |
| 60487 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Anything like? |
| 60488 | ROSALINE. Much in the letters; nothing in th... |
| 60489 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Beauteous as ink- a good... |
| 60490 | KATHARINE. Fair as a text B in a copy-book. |
| 60491 | ROSALINE. Ware pencils, ho! Let me not die y... |
| 60492 | My red dominical, my golden letter: |
| 60493 | O that your face were not so full of O's! |
| 60494 | KATHARINE. A pox of that jest! and I beshrew... |
| 60495 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. But, Katharine, what was... |
| 60496 | Dumain? |
| 60497 | KATHARINE. Madam, this glove. |
| 60498 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Did he not send you twain? |
| 60499 | KATHARINE. Yes, madam; and, moreover, |
| 60500 | Some thousand verses of a faithful lover; |
| 60501 | A huge translation of hypocrisy, |
| 60502 | Vilely compil'd, profound simplicity. |
| 60503 | MARIA. This, and these pearl, to me sent Lon... |
| 60504 | The letter is too long by half a mile. |
| 60505 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. I think no less. Dost th... |
| 60506 | The chain were longer and the letter short? |
| 60507 | MARIA. Ay, or I would these hands might neve... |
| 60508 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. We are wise girls to moc... |
| 60509 | ROSALINE. They are worse fools to purchase m... |
| 60510 | That same Berowne I'll torture ere I go. |
| 60511 | O that I knew he were but in by th' week! |
| 60512 | How I would make him fawn, and beg, and seek, |
| 60513 | And wait the season, and observe the times, |
| 60514 | And spend his prodigal wits in bootless rh... |
| 60515 | And shape his service wholly to my hests, |
| 60516 | And make him proud to make me proud that j... |
| 60517 | So pertaunt-like would I o'ersway his state |
| 60518 | That he should be my fool, and I his fate. |
| 60519 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. None are so surely caugh... |
| 60520 | catch'd, |
| 60521 | As wit turn'd fool; folly, in wisdom hatch'd, |
| 60522 | Hath wisdom's warrant and the help of school, |
| 60523 | And wit's own grace to grace a learned fool. |
| 60524 | ROSALINE. The blood of youth burns not with ... |
| 60525 | As gravity's revolt to wantonness. |
| 60526 | MARIA. Folly in fools bears not so strong a ... |
| 60527 | As fool'ry in the wise when wit doth dote, |
| 60528 | Since all the power thereof it doth apply |
| 60529 | To prove, by wit, worth in simplicity. |
| 60530 | Enter BOYET |
| 60531 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Here comes Boyet, and mi... |
| 60532 | BOYET. O, I am stabb'd with laughter! Where'... |
| 60533 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Thy news, Boyet? |
| 60534 | BOYET. Prepare, madam, prepare! |
| 60535 | Arm, wenches, arm! Encounters mounted are |
| 60536 | Against your peace. Love doth approach dis... |
| 60537 | Armed in arguments; you'll be surpris'd. |
| 60538 | Muster your wits; stand in your own defence; |
| 60539 | Or hide your heads like cowards, and fly h... |
| 60540 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Saint Dennis to Saint Cu... |
| 60541 | That charge their breath against us? Say, ... |
| 60542 | BOYET. Under the cool shade of a sycamore |
| 60543 | I thought to close mine eyes some half an ... |
| 60544 | When, lo, to interrupt my purpos'd rest, |
| 60545 | Toward that shade I might behold addrest |
| 60546 | The King and his companions; warily |
| 60547 | I stole into a neighbour thicket by, |
| 60548 | And overheard what you shall overhear- |
| 60549 | That, by and by, disguis'd they will be here. |
| 60550 | Their herald is a pretty knavish page, |
| 60551 | That well by heart hath conn'd his embassage. |
| 60552 | Action and accent did they teach him there: |
| 60553 | 'Thus must thou speak' and 'thus thy body ... |
| 60554 | And ever and anon they made a doubt |
| 60555 | Presence majestical would put him out; |
| 60556 | 'For' quoth the King 'an angel shalt thou ... |
| 60557 | Yet fear not thou, but speak audaciously.' |
| 60558 | The boy replied 'An angel is not evil; |
| 60559 | I should have fear'd her had she been a de... |
| 60560 | With that all laugh'd, and clapp'd him on ... |
| 60561 | Making the bold wag by their praises bolder. |
| 60562 | One rubb'd his elbow, thus, and fleer'd, a... |
| 60563 | A better speech was never spoke before. |
| 60564 | Another with his finger and his thumb |
| 60565 | Cried 'Via! we will do't, come what will c... |
| 60566 | The third he caper'd, and cried 'All goes ... |
| 60567 | The fourth turn'd on the toe, and down he ... |
| 60568 | With that they all did tumble on the ground, |
| 60569 | With such a zealous laughter, so profound, |
| 60570 | That in this spleen ridiculous appears, |
| 60571 | To check their folly, passion's solemn tears. |
| 60572 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. But what, but what, come... |
| 60573 | BOYET. They do, they do, and are apparell'd ... |
| 60574 | Like Muscovites or Russians, as I guess. |
| 60575 | Their purpose is to parley, court, and dance; |
| 60576 | And every one his love-feat will advance |
| 60577 | Unto his several mistress; which they'll know |
| 60578 | By favours several which they did bestow. |
| 60579 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. And will they so? The ga... |
| 60580 | For, ladies, we will every one be mask'd; |
| 60581 | And not a man of them shall have the grace, |
| 60582 | Despite of suit, to see a lady's face. |
| 60583 | Hold, Rosaline, this favour thou shalt wear, |
| 60584 | And then the King will court thee for his ... |
| 60585 | Hold, take thou this, my sweet, and give m... |
| 60586 | So shall Berowne take me for Rosaline. |
| 60587 | And change you favours too; so shall your ... |
| 60588 | Woo contrary, deceiv'd by these removes. |
| 60589 | ROSALINE. Come on, then, wear the favours mo... |
| 60590 | KATHARINE. But, in this changing, what is yo... |
| 60591 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. The effect of my intent ... |
| 60592 | They do it but in mocking merriment, |
| 60593 | And mock for mock is only my intent. |
| 60594 | Their several counsels they unbosom shall |
| 60595 | To loves mistook, and so be mock'd withal |
| 60596 | Upon the next occasion that we meet |
| 60597 | With visages display'd to talk and greet. |
| 60598 | ROSALINE. But shall we dance, if they desire... |
| 60599 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. No, to the death, we wil... |
| 60600 | Nor to their penn'd speech render we no gr... |
| 60601 | But while 'tis spoke each turn away her face. |
| 60602 | BOYET. Why, that contempt will kill the spea... |
| 60603 | And quite divorce his memory from his part. |
| 60604 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Therefore I do it; and I... |
| 60605 | The rest will ne'er come in, if he be out. |
| 60606 | There's no such sport as sport by sport o'... |
| 60607 | To make theirs ours, and ours none but our... |
| 60608 | So shall we stay, mocking intended game, |
| 60609 | And they well mock'd depart away with shame. |
| 60610 | [Trum... |
| 60611 | BOYET. The trumpet sounds; be mask'd; the ma... |
| 60612 | ... |
| 60613 | Enter BLACKAMOORS music, MOTH as Pro... |
| 60614 | KING and his LORDS as maskers, in the gui... |
| 60615 | MOTH. All hail, the richest heauties on the ... |
| 60616 | BOYET. Beauties no richer than rich taffeta. |
| 60617 | MOTH. A holy parcel of the fairest dames |
| 60618 | [The LADIES turn t... |
| 60619 | That ever turn'd their- backs- to mortal v... |
| 60620 | BEROWNE. Their eyes, villain, their eyes. |
| 60621 | MOTH. That ever turn'd their eyes to mortal ... |
| 60622 | Out- |
| 60623 | BOYET. True; out indeed. |
| 60624 | MOTH. Out of your favours, heavenly spirits,... |
| 60625 | Not to behold- |
| 60626 | BEROWNE. Once to behold, rogue. |
| 60627 | MOTH. Once to behold with your sun-beamed ey... |
| 60628 | sun-beamed eyes- |
| 60629 | BOYET. They will not answer to that epithet; |
| 60630 | You were best call it 'daughter-beamed eyes.' |
| 60631 | MOTH. They do not mark me, and that brings m... |
| 60632 | BEROWNE. Is this your perfectness? Be gone, ... |
| 60633 | ... |
| 60634 | ROSALINE. What would these strangers? Know t... |
| 60635 | If they do speak our language, 'tis our will |
| 60636 | That some plain man recount their purposes. |
| 60637 | Know what they would. |
| 60638 | BOYET. What would you with the Princess? |
| 60639 | BEROWNE. Nothing but peace and gentle visita... |
| 60640 | ROSALINE. What would they, say they? |
| 60641 | BOYET. Nothing but peace and gentle visitation. |
| 60642 | ROSALINE. Why, that they have; and bid them ... |
| 60643 | BOYET. She says you have it, and you may be ... |
| 60644 | KING. Say to her we have measur'd many miles |
| 60645 | To tread a measure with her on this grass. |
| 60646 | BOYET. They say that they have measur'd many... |
| 60647 | To tread a measure with you on this grass. |
| 60648 | ROSALINE. It is not so. Ask them how many in... |
| 60649 | Is in one mile? If they have measured many, |
| 60650 | The measure, then, of one is eas'ly told. |
| 60651 | BOYET. If to come hither you have measur'd m... |
| 60652 | And many miles, the Princess bids you tell |
| 60653 | How many inches doth fill up one mile. |
| 60654 | BEROWNE. Tell her we measure them by weary s... |
| 60655 | BOYET. She hears herself. |
| 60656 | ROSALINE. How many weary steps |
| 60657 | Of many weary miles you have o'ergone |
| 60658 | Are numb'red in the travel of one mile? |
| 60659 | BEROWNE. We number nothing that we spend for... |
| 60660 | Our duty is so rich, so infinite, |
| 60661 | That we may do it still without accompt. |
| 60662 | Vouchsafe to show the sunshine of your face, |
| 60663 | That we, like savages, may worship it. |
| 60664 | ROSALINE. My face is but a moon, and clouded... |
| 60665 | KING. Blessed are clouds, to do as such clou... |
| 60666 | Vouchsafe, bright moon, and these thy star... |
| 60667 | Those clouds removed, upon our watery eyne. |
| 60668 | ROSALINE. O vain petitioner! beg a greater m... |
| 60669 | Thou now requests but moonshine in the water. |
| 60670 | KING. Then in our measure do but vouchsafe o... |
| 60671 | Thou bid'st me beg; this begging is not st... |
| 60672 | ROSALINE. Play, music, then. Nay, you must d... |
| 60673 | Not yet? No dance! Thus change I like the ... |
| 60674 | KING. Will you not dance? How come you thus ... |
| 60675 | ROSALINE. You took the moon at full; but now... |
| 60676 | KING. Yet still she is the Moon, and I the Man. |
| 60677 | The music plays; vouchsafe some motion to it. |
| 60678 | ROSALINE. Our ears vouchsafe it. |
| 60679 | KING. But your legs should do it. |
| 60680 | ROSALINE. Since you are strangers, and come ... |
| 60681 | We'll not be nice; take hands. We will not... |
| 60682 | KING. Why take we hands then? |
| 60683 | ROSALINE. Only to part friends. |
| 60684 | Curtsy, sweet hearts; and so the measure e... |
| 60685 | KING. More measure of this measure; be not n... |
| 60686 | ROSALINE. We can afford no more at such a pr... |
| 60687 | KING. Price you yourselves. What buys your c... |
| 60688 | ROSALINE. Your absence only. |
| 60689 | KING. That can never be. |
| 60690 | ROSALINE. Then cannot we be bought; and so a... |
| 60691 | Twice to your visor and half once to you. |
| 60692 | KING. If you deny to dance, let's hold more ... |
| 60693 | ROSALINE. In private then. |
| 60694 | KING. I am best pleas'd with that. [Th... |
| 60695 | BEROWNE. White-handed mistress, one sweet wo... |
| 60696 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Honey, and milk, and sug... |
| 60697 | BEROWNE. Nay, then, two treys, an if you gro... |
| 60698 | Metheglin, wort, and malmsey; well run dice! |
| 60699 | There's half a dozen sweets. |
| 60700 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Seventh sweet, adieu! |
| 60701 | Since you can cog, I'll play no more with ... |
| 60702 | BEROWNE. One word in secret. |
| 60703 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Let it not be sweet. |
| 60704 | BEROWNE. Thou grievest my gall. |
| 60705 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Gall! bitter. |
| 60706 | BEROWNE. Therefore meet. [Th... |
| 60707 | DUMAIN. Will you vouchsafe with me to change... |
| 60708 | MARIA. Name it. |
| 60709 | DUMAIN. Fair lady- |
| 60710 | MARIA. Say you so? Fair lord- |
| 60711 | Take that for your fair lady. |
| 60712 | DUMAIN. Please it you, |
| 60713 | As much in private, and I'll bid adieu. |
| 60714 | [Th... |
| 60715 | KATHARINE. What, was your vizard made withou... |
| 60716 | LONGAVILLE. I know the reason, lady, why you... |
| 60717 | KATHARINE. O for your reason! Quickly, sir; ... |
| 60718 | LONGAVILLE. You have a double tongue within ... |
| 60719 | And would afford my speechless vizard half. |
| 60720 | KATHARINE. 'Veal' quoth the Dutchman. Is not... |
| 60721 | LONGAVILLE. A calf, fair lady! |
| 60722 | KATHARINE. No, a fair lord calf. |
| 60723 | LONGAVILLE. Let's part the word. |
| 60724 | KATHARINE. No, I'll not be your half. |
| 60725 | Take all and wean it; it may prove an ox. |
| 60726 | LONGAVILLE. Look how you butt yourself in th... |
| 60727 | Will you give horns, chaste lady? Do not so. |
| 60728 | KATHARINE. Then die a calf, before your horn... |
| 60729 | LONGAVILLE. One word in private with you ere... |
| 60730 | KATHARINE. Bleat softly, then; the butcher h... |
| 60731 | [Th... |
| 60732 | BOYET. The tongues of mocking wenches are as... |
| 60733 | As is the razor's edge invisible, |
| 60734 | Cutting a smaller hair than may be seen, |
| 60735 | Above the sense of sense; so sensible |
| 60736 | Seemeth their conference; their conceits h... |
| 60737 | Fleeter than arrows, bullets, wind, though... |
| 60738 | ROSALINE. Not one word more, my maids; break... |
| 60739 | BEROWNE. By heaven, all dry-beaten with pure... |
| 60740 | KING. Farewell, mad wenches; you have simple... |
| 60741 | Exeunt KING, LORD... |
| 60742 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Twenty adieus, my frozen... |
| 60743 | Are these the breed of wits so wondered at? |
| 60744 | BOYET. Tapers they are, with your sweet brea... |
| 60745 | ROSALINE. Well-liking wits they have; gross,... |
| 60746 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. O poverty in wit, kingly... |
| 60747 | Will they not, think you, hang themselves ... |
| 60748 | Or ever but in vizards show their faces? |
| 60749 | This pert Berowne was out of count'nance q... |
| 60750 | ROSALINE. They were all in lamentable cases! |
| 60751 | The King was weeping-ripe for a good word. |
| 60752 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Berowne did swear himsel... |
| 60753 | MARIA. Dumain was at my service, and his sword. |
| 60754 | 'No point' quoth I; my servant straight wa... |
| 60755 | KATHARINE. Lord Longaville said I came o'er ... |
| 60756 | And trow you what he call'd me? |
| 60757 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Qualm, perhaps. |
| 60758 | KATHARINE. Yes, in good faith. |
| 60759 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Go, sickness as thou art! |
| 60760 | ROSALINE. Well, better wits have worn plain ... |
| 60761 | But will you hear? The King is my love sworn. |
| 60762 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. And quick Berowne hath p... |
| 60763 | KATHARINE. And Longaville was for my service... |
| 60764 | MARIA. Dumain is mine, as sure as bark on tree. |
| 60765 | BOYET. Madam, and pretty mistresses, give ear: |
| 60766 | Immediately they will again be here |
| 60767 | In their own shapes; for it can never be |
| 60768 | They will digest this harsh indignity. |
| 60769 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Will they return? |
| 60770 | BOYET. They will, they will, God knows, |
| 60771 | And leap for joy, though they are lame wit... |
| 60772 | Therefore, change favours; and, when they ... |
| 60773 | Blow like sweet roses in this summer air. |
| 60774 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. How blow? how blow? Spea... |
| 60775 | BOYET. Fair ladies mask'd are roses in their... |
| 60776 | Dismask'd, their damask sweet commixture s... |
| 60777 | Are angels vailing clouds, or roses blown. |
| 60778 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Avaunt, perplexity! What... |
| 60779 | If they return in their own shapes to woo? |
| 60780 | ROSALINE. Good madam, if by me you'll be adv... |
| 60781 | Let's mock them still, as well known as di... |
| 60782 | Let us complain to them what fools were here, |
| 60783 | Disguis'd like Muscovites, in shapeless gear; |
| 60784 | And wonder what they were, and to what end |
| 60785 | Their shallow shows and prologue vilely pe... |
| 60786 | And their rough carriage so ridiculous, |
| 60787 | Should be presented at our tent to us. |
| 60788 | BOYET. Ladies, withdraw; the gallants are at... |
| 60789 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Whip to our tents, as ro... |
| 60790 | Exeunt PRINCESS, ROSALINE, KA... |
| 60791 | Re-enter the KING, BEROWNE, LONGAVILL... |
| 60792 | in their proper habits |
| 60793 | KING. Fair sir, God save you! Where's the Pr... |
| 60794 | BOYET. Gone to her tent. Please it your Majesty |
| 60795 | Command me any service to her thither? |
| 60796 | KING. That she vouchsafe me audience for one... |
| 60797 | BOYET. I will; and so will she, I know, my l... |
| 60798 | BEROWNE. This fellow pecks up wit as pigeons... |
| 60799 | And utters it again when God doth please. |
| 60800 | He is wit's pedlar, and retails his wares |
| 60801 | At wakes, and wassails, meetings, markets,... |
| 60802 | And we that sell by gross, the Lord doth k... |
| 60803 | Have not the grace to grace it with such s... |
| 60804 | This gallant pins the wenches on his sleeve; |
| 60805 | Had he been Adam, he had tempted Eve. |
| 60806 | 'A can carve too, and lisp; why this is he |
| 60807 | That kiss'd his hand away in courtesy; |
| 60808 | This is the ape of form, Monsieur the Nice, |
| 60809 | That, when he plays at tables, chides the ... |
| 60810 | In honourable terms; nay, he can sing |
| 60811 | A mean most meanly; and in ushering, |
| 60812 | Mend him who can. The ladies call him sweet; |
| 60813 | The stairs, as he treads on them, kiss his... |
| 60814 | This is the flow'r that smiles on every one, |
| 60815 | To show his teeth as white as whales-bone; |
| 60816 | And consciences that will not die in debt |
| 60817 | Pay him the due of 'honey-tongued Boyet.' |
| 60818 | KING. A blister on his sweet tongue, with my... |
| 60819 | That put Armado's page out of his part! |
| 60820 | Re-enter the PRINCESS, ushered by BOYE... |
| 60821 | MARIA, and KATHARINE |
| 60822 | BEROWNE. See where it comes! Behaviour, what... |
| 60823 | Till this man show'd thee? And what art th... |
| 60824 | KING. All hail, sweet madam, and fair time o... |
| 60825 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. 'Fair' in 'all hail' is ... |
| 60826 | KING. Construe my speeches better, if you may. |
| 60827 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Then wish me better; I w... |
| 60828 | KING. We came to visit you, and purpose now |
| 60829 | To lead you to our court; vouchsafe it then. |
| 60830 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. This field shall hold me... |
| 60831 | Nor God, nor I, delights in perjur'd men. |
| 60832 | KING. Rebuke me not for that which you provoke. |
| 60833 | The virtue of your eye must break my oath. |
| 60834 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. You nickname virtue: vic... |
| 60835 | spoke; |
| 60836 | For virtue's office never breaks men's tro... |
| 60837 | Now by my maiden honour, yet as pure |
| 60838 | As the unsullied lily, I protest, |
| 60839 | A world of torments though I should endure, |
| 60840 | I would not yield to be your house's guest; |
| 60841 | So much I hate a breaking cause to be |
| 60842 | Of heavenly oaths, vowed with integrity. |
| 60843 | KING. O, you have liv'd in desolation here, |
| 60844 | Unseen, unvisited, much to our shame. |
| 60845 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Not so, my lord; it is n... |
| 60846 | We have had pastimes here, and pleasant game; |
| 60847 | A mess of Russians left us but of late. |
| 60848 | KING. How, madam! Russians! |
| 60849 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Ay, in truth, my lord; |
| 60850 | Trim gallants, full of courtship and of st... |
| 60851 | ROSALINE. Madam, speak true. It is not so, m... |
| 60852 | My lady, to the manner of the days, |
| 60853 | In courtesy gives undeserving praise. |
| 60854 | We four indeed confronted were with four |
| 60855 | In Russian habit; here they stayed an hour |
| 60856 | And talk'd apace; and in that hour, my lor... |
| 60857 | They did not bless us with one happy word. |
| 60858 | I dare not call them fools; but this I think, |
| 60859 | When they are thirsty, fools would fain ha... |
| 60860 | BEROWNE. This jest is dry to me. Fair gentle... |
| 60861 | Your wit makes wise things foolish; when w... |
| 60862 | With eyes best seeing, heaven's fiery eye, |
| 60863 | By light we lose light; your capacity |
| 60864 | Is of that nature that to your huge store |
| 60865 | Wise things seem foolish and rich things b... |
| 60866 | ROSALINE. This proves you wise and rich, for... |
| 60867 | BEROWNE. I am a fool, and full of poverty. |
| 60868 | ROSALINE. But that you take what doth to you... |
| 60869 | It were a fault to snatch words from my to... |
| 60870 | BEROWNE. O, I am yours, and all that I possess. |
| 60871 | ROSALINE. All the fool mine? |
| 60872 | BEROWNE. I cannot give you less. |
| 60873 | ROSALINE. Which of the vizards was it that y... |
| 60874 | BEROWNE. Where? when? what vizard? Why deman... |
| 60875 | ROSALINE. There, then, that vizard; that sup... |
| 60876 | That hid the worse and show'd the better f... |
| 60877 | KING. We were descried; they'll mock us now ... |
| 60878 | DUMAIN. Let us confess, and turn it to a jest. |
| 60879 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Amaz'd, my lord? Why loo... |
| 60880 | ROSALINE. Help, hold his brows! he'll swoon!... |
| 60881 | Sea-sick, I think, coming from Muscovy. |
| 60882 | BEROWNE. Thus pour the stars down plagues fo... |
| 60883 | Can any face of brass hold longer out? |
| 60884 | Here stand I, lady- dart thy skill at me, |
| 60885 | Bruise me with scorn, confound me with a f... |
| 60886 | Thrust thy sharp wit quite through my igno... |
| 60887 | Cut me to pieces with thy keen conceit; |
| 60888 | And I will wish thee never more to dance, |
| 60889 | Nor never more in Russian habit wait. |
| 60890 | O, never will I trust to speeches penn'd, |
| 60891 | Nor to the motion of a school-boy's tongue, |
| 60892 | Nor never come in vizard to my friend, |
| 60893 | Nor woo in rhyme, like a blind harper's song. |
| 60894 | Taffeta phrases, silken terms precise, |
| 60895 | Three-pil'd hyperboles, spruce affectation, |
| 60896 | Figures pedantical- these summer-flies |
| 60897 | Have blown me full of maggot ostentation. |
| 60898 | I do forswear them; and I here protest, |
| 60899 | By this white glove- how white the hand, G... |
| 60900 | Henceforth my wooing mind shall be express'd |
| 60901 | In russet yeas, and honest kersey noes. |
| 60902 | And, to begin, wench- so God help me, law!- |
| 60903 | My love to thee is sound, sans crack or flaw. |
| 60904 | ROSALINE. Sans 'sans,' I pray you. |
| 60905 | BEROWNE. Yet I have a trick |
| 60906 | Of the old rage; bear with me, I am sick; |
| 60907 | I'll leave it by degrees. Soft, let us see- |
| 60908 | Write 'Lord have mercy on us' on those three; |
| 60909 | They are infected; in their hearts it lies; |
| 60910 | They have the plague, and caught it of you... |
| 60911 | These lords are visited; you are not free, |
| 60912 | For the Lord's tokens on you do I see. |
| 60913 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. No, they are free that g... |
| 60914 | BEROWNE. Our states are forfeit; seek not to... |
| 60915 | ROSALINE. It is not so; for how can this be ... |
| 60916 | That you stand forfeit, being those that s... |
| 60917 | BEROWNE. Peace; for I will not have to do wi... |
| 60918 | ROSALINE. Nor shall not, if I do as I intend. |
| 60919 | BEROWNE. Speak for yourselves; my wit is at ... |
| 60920 | KING. Teach us, sweet madam, for our rude tr... |
| 60921 | Some fair excuse. |
| 60922 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. The fairest is confession. |
| 60923 | Were not you here but even now, disguis'd? |
| 60924 | KING. Madam, I was. |
| 60925 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. And were you well advis'd? |
| 60926 | KING. I was, fair madam. |
| 60927 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. When you then were here, |
| 60928 | What did you whisper in your lady's ear? |
| 60929 | KING. That more than all the world I did res... |
| 60930 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. When she shall challenge... |
| 60931 | her. |
| 60932 | KING. Upon mine honour, no. |
| 60933 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Peace, peace, forbear; |
| 60934 | Your oath once broke, you force not to for... |
| 60935 | KING. Despise me when I break this oath of m... |
| 60936 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. I will; and therefore ke... |
| 60937 | What did the Russian whisper in your ear? |
| 60938 | ROSALINE. Madam, he swore that he did hold m... |
| 60939 | As precious eyesight, and did value me |
| 60940 | Above this world; adding thereto, moreover, |
| 60941 | That he would wed me, or else die my lover. |
| 60942 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. God give thee joy of him... |
| 60943 | Most honourably doth uphold his word. |
| 60944 | KING. What mean you, madam? By my life, my t... |
| 60945 | I never swore this lady such an oath. |
| 60946 | ROSALINE. By heaven, you did; and, to confir... |
| 60947 | You gave me this; but take it, sir, again. |
| 60948 | KING. My faith and this the Princess I did g... |
| 60949 | I knew her by this jewel on her sleeve. |
| 60950 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Pardon me, sir, this jew... |
| 60951 | And Lord Berowne, I thank him, is my dear. |
| 60952 | What, will you have me, or your pearl again? |
| 60953 | BEROWNE. Neither of either; I remit both twain. |
| 60954 | I see the trick on't: here was a consent, |
| 60955 | Knowing aforehand of our merriment, |
| 60956 | To dash it like a Christmas comedy. |
| 60957 | Some carry-tale, some please-man, some sli... |
| 60958 | Some mumble-news, some trencher-knight, so... |
| 60959 | That smiles his cheek in years and knows t... |
| 60960 | To make my lady laugh when she's dispos'd, |
| 60961 | Told our intents before; which once disclo... |
| 60962 | The ladies did change favours; and then we, |
| 60963 | Following the signs, woo'd but the sign of... |
| 60964 | Now, to our perjury to add more terror, |
| 60965 | We are again forsworn in will and error. |
| 60966 | Much upon this it is; [To BOYET] and might... |
| 60967 | Forestall our sport, to make us thus untrue? |
| 60968 | Do not you know my lady's foot by th' squier, |
| 60969 | And laugh upon the apple of her eye? |
| 60970 | And stand between her back, sir, and the f... |
| 60971 | Holding a trencher, jesting merrily? |
| 60972 | You put our page out. Go, you are allow'd; |
| 60973 | Die when you will, a smock shall be your s... |
| 60974 | You leer upon me, do you? There's an eye |
| 60975 | Wounds like a leaden sword. |
| 60976 | BOYET. Full merrily |
| 60977 | Hath this brave manage, this career, been ... |
| 60978 | BEROWNE. Lo, he is tilting straight! Peace; ... |
| 60979 | Enter COSTARD |
| 60980 | Welcome, pure wit! Thou part'st a fair fray. |
| 60981 | COSTARD. O Lord, sir, they would know |
| 60982 | Whether the three Worthies shall come in ... |
| 60983 | BEROWNE. What, are there but three? |
| 60984 | COSTARD. No, sir; but it is vara fine, |
| 60985 | For every one pursents three. |
| 60986 | BEROWNE. And three times thrice is nine. |
| 60987 | COSTARD. Not so, sir; under correction, sir, |
| 60988 | I hope it is not so. |
| 60989 | You cannot beg us, sir, I can assure you, ... |
| 60990 | know; |
| 60991 | I hope, sir, three times thrice, sir- |
| 60992 | BEROWNE. Is not nine. |
| 60993 | COSTARD. Under correction, sir, we know wher... |
| 60994 | BEROWNE. By Jove, I always took three threes... |
| 60995 | COSTARD. O Lord, sir, it were pity you shoul... |
| 60996 | reck'ning, sir. |
| 60997 | BEROWNE. How much is it? |
| 60998 | COSTARD. O Lord, sir, the parties themselves... |
| 60999 | show whereuntil it doth amount. For mine o... |
| 61000 | say, but to parfect one man in one poor ma... |
| 61001 | sir. |
| 61002 | BEROWNE. Art thou one of the Worthies? |
| 61003 | COSTARD. It pleased them to think me worthy ... |
| 61004 | for mine own part, I know not the degree o... |
| 61005 | to stand for him. |
| 61006 | BEROWNE. Go, bid them prepare. |
| 61007 | COSTARD. We will turn it finely off, sir; we... |
| 61008 | ... |
| 61009 | KING. Berowne, they will shame us; let them ... |
| 61010 | BEROWNE. We are shame-proof, my lord, and 't... |
| 61011 | To have one show worse than the King's and... |
| 61012 | KING. I say they shall not come. |
| 61013 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Nay, my good lord, let m... |
| 61014 | That sport best pleases that doth least kn... |
| 61015 | Where zeal strives to content, and the con... |
| 61016 | Dies in the zeal of that which it presents. |
| 61017 | Their form confounded makes most form in m... |
| 61018 | When great things labouring perish in thei... |
| 61019 | BEROWNE. A right description of our sport, m... |
| 61020 | Enter ARMADO |
| 61021 | ARMADO. Anointed, I implore so much expense ... |
| 61022 | breath as will utter a brace of words. |
| 61023 | [Converses apart with the KING, and... |
| 61024 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Doth this man serve God? |
| 61025 | BEROWNE. Why ask you? |
| 61026 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. 'A speaks not like a man... |
| 61027 | ARMADO. That is all one, my fair, sweet, hon... |
| 61028 | protest, the schoolmaster is exceeding fan... |
| 61029 | too too vain; but we will put it, as they ... |
| 61030 | guerra. I wish you the peace of mind, most... |
| 61031 | ... |
| 61032 | KING. Here is like to be a good presence of ... |
| 61033 | Hector of Troy; the swain, Pompey the Grea... |
| 61034 | Alexander; Arinado's page, Hercules; the p... |
| 61035 | Maccabaeus. |
| 61036 | And if these four Worthies in their first ... |
| 61037 | These four will change habits and present ... |
| 61038 | BEROWNE. There is five in the first show. |
| 61039 | KING. You are deceived, 'tis not so. |
| 61040 | BEROWNE. The pedant, the braggart, the hedge... |
| 61041 | the boy: |
| 61042 | Abate throw at novum, and the whole world ... |
| 61043 | Cannot pick out five such, take each one i... |
| 61044 | KING. The ship is under sail, and here she c... |
| 61045 | Enter COSTARD, armed for PO... |
| 61046 | COSTARD. I Pompey am- |
| 61047 | BEROWNE. You lie, you are not he. |
| 61048 | COSTARD. I Pompey am- |
| 61049 | BOYET. With libbard's head on knee. |
| 61050 | BEROWNE. Well said, old mocker; I must needs... |
| 61051 | COSTARD. I Pompey am, Pompey surnam'd the Bi... |
| 61052 | DUMAIN. The Great. |
| 61053 | COSTARD. It is Great, sir. |
| 61054 | Pompey surnam'd the Great, |
| 61055 | That oft in field, with targe and shield, ... |
| 61056 | sweat; |
| 61057 | And travelling along this coast, I bere am... |
| 61058 | And lay my arms before the legs of this sw... |
| 61059 | If your ladyship would say 'Thanks, Pompey... |
| 61060 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Great thanks, great Pompey. |
| 61061 | COSTARD. 'Tis not so much worth; but I hope ... |
| 61062 | I made a little fault in Great. |
| 61063 | BEROWNE. My hat to a halfpenny, Pompey prove... |
| 61064 | Enter SIR NATHANIEL, for ALEX... |
| 61065 | NATHANIEL. When in the world I liv'd, I was ... |
| 61066 | By east, west, north, and south, I spread ... |
| 61067 | My scutcheon plain declares that I am Alis... |
| 61068 | BOYET. Your nose says, no, you are not; for ... |
| 61069 | BEROWNE. Your nose smells 'no' in this, most... |
| 61070 | knight. |
| 61071 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. The conqueror is dismay'... |
| 61072 | Alexander. |
| 61073 | NATHANIEL. When in the world I liv'd, I was ... |
| 61074 | BOYET. Most true, 'tis right, you were so, A... |
| 61075 | BEROWNE. Pompey the Great! |
| 61076 | COSTARD. Your servant, and Costard. |
| 61077 | BEROWNE. Take away the conqueror, take away ... |
| 61078 | COSTARD. [To Sir Nathaniel] O, Sir, you have... |
| 61079 | the conqueror! You will be scrap'd out of ... |
| 61080 | this. Your lion, that holds his poleaxe si... |
| 61081 | will be given to Ajax. He will be the nint... |
| 61082 | and afeard to speak! Run away for shame, A... |
| 61083 | [Sir Nathaniel retires] There, an't shall ... |
| 61084 | mild man; an honest man, look you, and soo... |
| 61085 | marvellous good neighbour, faith, and a ve... |
| 61086 | Alisander- alas! you see how 'tis- a littl... |
| 61087 | are Worthies a-coming will speak their min... |
| 61088 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Stand aside, good Pompey. |
| 61089 | Enter HOLOFERNES, for JUDAS; and MOTH... |
| 61090 | HOLOFERNES. Great Hercules is presented by t... |
| 61091 | Whose club kill'd Cerberus, that three-hea... |
| 61092 | And when be was a babe, a child, a shrimp, |
| 61093 | Thus did he strangle serpents in his manus. |
| 61094 | Quoniam he seemeth in minority, |
| 61095 | Ergo I come with this apology. |
| 61096 | Keep some state in thy exit, and vanish. ... |
| 61097 | Judas I am- |
| 61098 | DUMAIN. A Judas! |
| 61099 | HOLOFERNES. Not Iscariot, sir. |
| 61100 | Judas I am, ycliped Maccabaeus. |
| 61101 | DUMAIN. Judas Maccabaeus clipt is plain Judas. |
| 61102 | BEROWNE. A kissing traitor. How art thou pro... |
| 61103 | HOLOFERNES. Judas I am- |
| 61104 | DUMAIN. The more shame for you, Judas! |
| 61105 | HOLOFERNES. What mean you, sir? |
| 61106 | BOYET. To make Judas hang himself. |
| 61107 | HOLOFERNES. Begin, sir; you are my elder. |
| 61108 | BEROWNE. Well followed: Judas was hanged on ... |
| 61109 | HOLOFERNES. I will not be put out of counten... |
| 61110 | BEROWNE. Because thou hast no face. |
| 61111 | HOLOFERNES. What is this? |
| 61112 | BOYET. A cittern-head. |
| 61113 | DUMAIN. The head of a bodkin. |
| 61114 | BEROWNE. A death's face in a ring. |
| 61115 | LONGAVILLE. The face of an old Roman coin, s... |
| 61116 | BOYET. The pommel of Coesar's falchion. |
| 61117 | DUMAIN. The carv'd-bone face on a flask. |
| 61118 | BEROWNE. Saint George's half-cheek in a brooch. |
| 61119 | DUMAIN. Ay, and in a brooch of lead. |
| 61120 | BEROWNE. Ay, and worn in the cap of a tooth-... |
| 61121 | forward; for we have put thee in countenance. |
| 61122 | HOLOFERNES. You have put me out of countenance. |
| 61123 | BEROWNE. False: we have given thee faces. |
| 61124 | HOLOFERNES. But you have outfac'd them all. |
| 61125 | BEROWNE. An thou wert a lion we would do so. |
| 61126 | BOYET. Therefore, as he is an ass, let him g... |
| 61127 | And so adieu, sweet Jude! Nay, why dost th... |
| 61128 | DUMAIN. For the latter end of his name. |
| 61129 | BEROWNE. For the ass to the Jude; give it hi... |
| 61130 | HOLOFERNES. This is not generous, not gentle... |
| 61131 | BOYET. A light for Monsieur Judas! It grows ... |
| 61132 | [H... |
| 61133 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Alas, poor Maccabaeus, h... |
| 61134 | Enter ARMADO, for HECTOR |
| 61135 | BEROWNE. Hide thy head, Achilles; here comes... |
| 61136 | DUMAIN. Though my mocks come home by me, I w... |
| 61137 | KING. Hector was but a Troyan in respect of ... |
| 61138 | BOYET. But is this Hector? |
| 61139 | DUMAIN. I think Hector was not so clean-timb... |
| 61140 | LONGAVILLE. His leg is too big for Hector's. |
| 61141 | DUMAIN. More calf, certain. |
| 61142 | BOYET. No; he is best indued in the small. |
| 61143 | BEROWNE. This cannot be Hector. |
| 61144 | DUMAIN. He's a god or a painter, for he make... |
| 61145 | ARMADO. The armipotent Mars, of lances the a... |
| 61146 | Gave Hector a gift- |
| 61147 | DUMAIN. A gilt nutmeg. |
| 61148 | BEROWNE. A lemon. |
| 61149 | LONGAVILLE. Stuck with cloves. |
| 61150 | DUMAIN. No, cloven. |
| 61151 | ARMADO. Peace! |
| 61152 | The armipotent Mars, of lances the almighty, |
| 61153 | Gave Hector a gift, the heir of Ilion; |
| 61154 | A man so breathed that certain he would fi... |
| 61155 | From morn till night out of his pavilion. |
| 61156 | I am that flower- |
| 61157 | DUMAIN. That mint. |
| 61158 | LONGAVILLE. That columbine. |
| 61159 | ARMADO. Sweet Lord Longaville, rein thy tongue. |
| 61160 | LONGAVILLE. I must rather give it the rein, ... |
| 61161 | Hector. |
| 61162 | DUMAIN. Ay, and Hector's a greyhound. |
| 61163 | ARMADO. The sweet war-man is dead and rotten... |
| 61164 | not the bones of the buried; when he breat... |
| 61165 | I will forward with my device. [To the PRI... |
| 61166 | bestow on me the sense of hearing. |
| 61167 | [BEROWNE steps forth, and speaks to ... |
| 61168 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Speak, brave Hector; we ... |
| 61169 | ARMADO. I do adore thy sweet Grace's slipper. |
| 61170 | BOYET. [Aside to DUMAIN] Loves her by the foot. |
| 61171 | DUMAIN. [Aside to BOYET] He may not by the y... |
| 61172 | ARMADO. This Hector far surmounted Hannibal- |
| 61173 | COSTARD. The party is gone, fellow Hector, s... |
| 61174 | months on her way. |
| 61175 | ARMADO. What meanest thou? |
| 61176 | COSTARD. Faith, unless you play the honest T... |
| 61177 | is cast away. She's quick; the child brags... |
| 61178 | 'tis yours. |
| 61179 | ARMADO. Dost thou infamonize me among potent... |
| 61180 | COSTARD. Then shall Hector be whipt for Jaqu... |
| 61181 | him, and hang'd for Pompey that is dead by... |
| 61182 | DUMAIN. Most rare Pompey! |
| 61183 | BOYET. Renowned Pompey! |
| 61184 | BEROWNE. Greater than Great! Great, great, g... |
| 61185 | Huge! |
| 61186 | DUMAIN. Hector trembles. |
| 61187 | BEROWNE. Pompey is moved. More Ates, more At... |
| 61188 | them on! |
| 61189 | DUMAIN. Hector will challenge him. |
| 61190 | BEROWNE. Ay, if 'a have no more man's blood ... |
| 61191 | sup a flea. |
| 61192 | ARMADO. By the North Pole, I do challenge thee. |
| 61193 | COSTARD. I will not fight with a pole, like ... |
| 61194 | slash; I'll do it by the sword. I bepray y... |
| 61195 | arms again. |
| 61196 | DUMAIN. Room for the incensed Worthies! |
| 61197 | COSTARD. I'll do it in my shirt. |
| 61198 | DUMAIN. Most resolute Pompey! |
| 61199 | MOTH. Master, let me take you a buttonhole l... |
| 61200 | Pompey is uncasing for the combat? What me... |
| 61201 | your reputation. |
| 61202 | ARMADO. Gentlemen and soldiers, pardon me; I... |
| 61203 | shirt. |
| 61204 | DUMAIN. You may not deny it: Pompey hath mad... |
| 61205 | ARMADO. Sweet bloods, I both may and will. |
| 61206 | BEROWNE. What reason have you for 't? |
| 61207 | ARMADO. The naked truth of it is: I have no ... |
| 61208 | for penance. |
| 61209 | BOYET. True, and it was enjoined him in Rome... |
| 61210 | since when, I'll be sworn, he wore none bu... |
| 61211 | Jaquenetta's, and that 'a wears next his h... |
| 61212 | Enter as messenger, MONSIEUR ... |
| 61213 | MARCADE. God save you, madam! |
| 61214 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Welcome, Marcade; |
| 61215 | But that thou interruptest our merriment. |
| 61216 | MARCADE. I am sorry, madam; for the news I b... |
| 61217 | Is heavy in my tongue. The King your father- |
| 61218 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Dead, for my life! |
| 61219 | MARCADE. Even so; my tale is told. |
| 61220 | BEROWNE. WOrthies away; the scene begins to ... |
| 61221 | ARMADO. For mine own part, I breathe free br... |
| 61222 | day of wrong through the little hole of di... |
| 61223 | right myself like a soldier. ... |
| 61224 | KING. How fares your Majesty? |
| 61225 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Boyet, prepare; I will a... |
| 61226 | KING. Madam, not so; I do beseech you stay. |
| 61227 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Prepare, I say. I thank ... |
| 61228 | For all your fair endeavours, and entreat, |
| 61229 | Out of a new-sad soul, that you vouchsafe |
| 61230 | In your rich wisdom to excuse or hide |
| 61231 | The liberal opposition of our spirits, |
| 61232 | If over-boldly we have borne ourselves |
| 61233 | In the converse of breath- your gentleness |
| 61234 | Was guilty of it. Farewell, worthy lord. |
| 61235 | A heavy heart bears not a nimble tongue. |
| 61236 | Excuse me so, coming too short of thanks |
| 61237 | For my great suit so easily obtain'd. |
| 61238 | KING. The extreme parts of time extremely forms |
| 61239 | All causes to the purpose of his speed; |
| 61240 | And often at his very loose decides |
| 61241 | That which long process could not arbitrate. |
| 61242 | And though the mourning brow of progeny |
| 61243 | Forbid the smiling courtesy of love |
| 61244 | The holy suit which fain it would convince, |
| 61245 | Yet, since love's argument was first on foot, |
| 61246 | Let not the cloud of sorrow justle it |
| 61247 | From what it purpos'd; since to wail frien... |
| 61248 | Is not by much so wholesome-profitable |
| 61249 | As to rejoice at friends but newly found. |
| 61250 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. I understand you not; my... |
| 61251 | BEROWNE. Honest plain words best pierce the ... |
| 61252 | And by these badges understand the King. |
| 61253 | For your fair sakes have we neglected time, |
| 61254 | Play'd foul play with our oaths; your beau... |
| 61255 | Hath much deformed us, fashioning our humours |
| 61256 | Even to the opposed end of our intents; |
| 61257 | And what in us hath seem'd ridiculous, |
| 61258 | As love is full of unbefitting strains, |
| 61259 | All wanton as a child, skipping and vain; |
| 61260 | Form'd by the eye and therefore, like the ... |
| 61261 | Full of strange shapes, of habits, and of ... |
| 61262 | Varying in subjects as the eye doth roll |
| 61263 | To every varied object in his glance; |
| 61264 | Which parti-coated presence of loose love |
| 61265 | Put on by us, if in your heavenly eyes |
| 61266 | Have misbecom'd our oaths and gravities, |
| 61267 | Those heavenly eyes that look into these f... |
| 61268 | Suggested us to make. Therefore, ladies, |
| 61269 | Our love being yours, the error that love ... |
| 61270 | Is likewise yours. We to ourselves prove f... |
| 61271 | By being once false for ever to be true |
| 61272 | To those that make us both- fair ladies, you; |
| 61273 | And even that falsehood, in itself a sin, |
| 61274 | Thus purifies itself and turns to grace. |
| 61275 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. We have receiv'd your le... |
| 61276 | Your favours, the ambassadors of love; |
| 61277 | And, in our maiden council, rated them |
| 61278 | At courtship, pleasant jest, and courtesy, |
| 61279 | As bombast and as lining to the time; |
| 61280 | But more devout than this in our respects |
| 61281 | Have we not been; and therefore met your l... |
| 61282 | In their own fashion, like a merriment. |
| 61283 | DUMAIN. Our letters, madam, show'd much more... |
| 61284 | LONGAVILLE. So did our looks. |
| 61285 | ROSALINE. We did not quote them so. |
| 61286 | KING. Now, at the latest minute of the hour, |
| 61287 | Grant us your loves. |
| 61288 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. A time, methinks, too short |
| 61289 | To make a world-without-end bargain in. |
| 61290 | No, no, my lord, your Grace is perjur'd much, |
| 61291 | Full of dear guiltiness; and therefore this, |
| 61292 | If for my love, as there is no such cause, |
| 61293 | You will do aught- this shall you do for me: |
| 61294 | Your oath I will not trust; but go with speed |
| 61295 | To some forlorn and naked hermitage, |
| 61296 | Remote from all the pleasures of the world; |
| 61297 | There stay until the twelve celestial signs |
| 61298 | Have brought about the annual reckoning. |
| 61299 | If this austere insociable life |
| 61300 | Change not your offer made in heat of bloo... |
| 61301 | If frosts and fasts, hard lodging and thin... |
| 61302 | Nip not the gaudy blossoms of your love, |
| 61303 | But that it bear this trial, and last love, |
| 61304 | Then, at the expiration of the year, |
| 61305 | Come, challenge me, challenge me by these ... |
| 61306 | And, by this virgin palm now kissing thine, |
| 61307 | I will be thine; and, till that instant, shut |
| 61308 | My woeful self up in a mournful house, |
| 61309 | Raining the tears of lamentation |
| 61310 | For the remembrance of my father's death. |
| 61311 | If this thou do deny, let our hands part, |
| 61312 | Neither intitled in the other's heart. |
| 61313 | KING. If this, or more than this, I would deny, |
| 61314 | To flatter up these powers of mine with rest, |
| 61315 | The sudden hand of death close up mine eye! |
| 61316 | Hence hermit then, my heart is in thy breast. |
| 61317 | BEROWNE. And what to me, my love? and what t... |
| 61318 | ROSALINE. You must he purged too, your sins ... |
| 61319 | You are attaint with faults and perjury; |
| 61320 | Therefore, if you my favour mean to get, |
| 61321 | A twelvemonth shall you spend, and never r... |
| 61322 | But seek the weary beds of people sick. |
| 61323 | DUMAIN. But what to me, my love? but what to... |
| 61324 | A wife? |
| 61325 | KATHARINE. A beard, fair health, and honesty; |
| 61326 | With threefold love I wish you all these t... |
| 61327 | DUMAIN. O, shall I say I thank you, gentle w... |
| 61328 | KATHARINE. No so, my lord; a twelvemonth and... |
| 61329 | I'll mark no words that smooth-fac'd wooer... |
| 61330 | Come when the King doth to my lady come; |
| 61331 | Then, if I have much love, I'll give you s... |
| 61332 | DUMAIN. I'll serve thee true and faithfully ... |
| 61333 | KATHARINE. Yet swear not, lest ye be forswor... |
| 61334 | LONGAVILLE. What says Maria? |
| 61335 | MARIA. At the twelvemonth's end |
| 61336 | I'll change my black gown for a faithful f... |
| 61337 | LONGAVILLE. I'll stay with patience; but the... |
| 61338 | MARIA. The liker you; few taller are so young. |
| 61339 | BEROWNE. Studies my lady? Mistress, look on me; |
| 61340 | Behold the window of my heart, mine eye, |
| 61341 | What humble suit attends thy answer there. |
| 61342 | Impose some service on me for thy love. |
| 61343 | ROSALINE. Oft have I heard of you, my Lord B... |
| 61344 | Before I saw you; and the world's large to... |
| 61345 | Proclaims you for a man replete with mocks, |
| 61346 | Full of comparisons and wounding flouts, |
| 61347 | Which you on all estates will execute |
| 61348 | That lie within the mercy of your wit. |
| 61349 | To weed this wormwood from your fruitful b... |
| 61350 | And therewithal to win me, if you please, |
| 61351 | Without the which I am not to be won, |
| 61352 | You shall this twelvemonth term from day t... |
| 61353 | Visit the speechless sick, and still converse |
| 61354 | With groaning wretches; and your task shal... |
| 61355 | With all the fierce endeavour of your wit, |
| 61356 | To enforce the pained impotent to smile. |
| 61357 | BEROWNE. To move wild laughter in the throat... |
| 61358 | It cannot be; it is impossible; |
| 61359 | Mirth cannot move a soul in agony. |
| 61360 | ROSALINE. Why, that's the way to choke a gib... |
| 61361 | Whose influence is begot of that loose grace |
| 61362 | Which shallow laughing hearers give to fools. |
| 61363 | A jest's prosperity lies in the ear |
| 61364 | Of him that hears it, never in the tongue |
| 61365 | Of him that makes it; then, if sickly ears, |
| 61366 | Deaf'd with the clamours of their own dear... |
| 61367 | Will hear your idle scorns, continue then, |
| 61368 | And I will have you and that fault withal. |
| 61369 | But if they will not, throw away that spirit, |
| 61370 | And I shall find you empty of that fault, |
| 61371 | Right joyful of your reformation. |
| 61372 | BEROWNE. A twelvemonth? Well, befall what wi... |
| 61373 | I'll jest a twelvemonth in an hospital. |
| 61374 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. [ To the King] Ay, sweet... |
| 61375 | my leave. |
| 61376 | KING. No, madam; we will bring you on your way. |
| 61377 | BEROWNE. Our wooing doth not end like an old... |
| 61378 | Jack hath not Jill. These ladies' courtesy |
| 61379 | Might well have made our sport a comedy. |
| 61380 | KING. Come, sir, it wants a twelvemonth an' ... |
| 61381 | And then 'twill end. |
| 61382 | BEROWNE. That's too long for a play. |
| 61383 | Re-enter ARMADO |
| 61384 | ARMADO. Sweet Majesty, vouchsafe me- |
| 61385 | PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Was not that not Hector? |
| 61386 | DUMAIN. The worthy knight of Troy. |
| 61387 | ARMADO. I will kiss thy royal finger, and ta... |
| 61388 | votary: I have vow'd to Jaquenetta to hold... |
| 61389 | sweet love three year. But, most esteemed ... |
| 61390 | hear the dialogue that the two learned men... |
| 61391 | praise of the Owl and the Cuckoo? It shoul... |
| 61392 | end of our show. |
| 61393 | KING. Call them forth quickly; we will do so. |
| 61394 | ARMADO. Holla! approach. |
| 61395 | Enter All |
| 61396 | This side is Hiems, Winter; this Ver, the ... |
| 61397 | maintained by the Owl, th' other by the Cu... |
| 61398 | SPRING |
| 61399 | When daisies pied and violets blue |
| 61400 | And lady-smocks all silver-white |
| 61401 | And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue |
| 61402 | Do paint the meadows with delight, |
| 61403 | The cuckoo then on every tree |
| 61404 | Mocks married men, for thus sings he: |
| 61405 | 'Cuckoo; |
| 61406 | Cuckoo, cuckoo'- O word of fear, |
| 61407 | Unpleasing to a married ear! |
| 61408 | When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, |
| 61409 | And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks; |
| 61410 | When turtles tread, and rooks and daws, |
| 61411 | And maidens bleach their summer smocks; |
| 61412 | The cuckoo then on every tree |
| 61413 | Mocks married men, for thus sings he: |
| 61414 | 'Cuckoo; |
| 61415 | Cuckoo, cuckoo'- O word of fear, |
| 61416 | Unpleasing to a married ear! |
| 61417 | WINTER |
| 61418 | When icicles hang by the wall, |
| 61419 | And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, |
| 61420 | And Tom bears logs into the hall, |
| 61421 | And milk comes frozen home in pail, |
| 61422 | When blood is nipp'd, and ways be foul, |
| 61423 | Then nightly sings the staring owl: |
| 61424 | 'Tu-who; |
| 61425 | Tu-whit, Tu-who'- A merry note, |
| 61426 | While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. |
| 61427 | When all aloud the wind doth blow, |
| 61428 | And coughing drowns the parson's saw, |
| 61429 | And birds sit brooding in the snow, |
| 61430 | And Marian's nose looks red and raw, |
| 61431 | When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, |
| 61432 | Then nightly sings the staring owl: |
| 61433 | 'Tu-who; |
| 61434 | Tu-whit, To-who'- A merry note, |
| 61435 | While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. |
| 61436 | ARMADO. The words of Mercury are harsh after... |
| 61437 | You that way: we this way. ... |
| 61438 | THE END |
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| 61447 | 1606 |
| 61448 | THE TRAGEDY OF MACBETH |
| 61449 | by William Shakespeare |
| 61450 | Dramatis Personae |
| 61451 | DUNCAN, King of Scotland |
| 61452 | MACBETH, Thane of Glamis and Cawdor, a gener... |
| 61453 | LADY MACBETH, his wife |
| 61454 | MACDUFF, Thane of Fife, a nobleman of Scotland |
| 61455 | LADY MACDUFF, his wife |
| 61456 | MALCOLM, elder son of Duncan |
| 61457 | DONALBAIN, younger son of Duncan |
| 61458 | BANQUO, Thane of Lochaber, a general in the ... |
| 61459 | FLEANCE, his son |
| 61460 | LENNOX, nobleman of Scotland |
| 61461 | ROSS, nobleman of Scotland |
| 61462 | MENTEITH nobleman of Scotland |
| 61463 | ANGUS, nobleman of Scotland |
| 61464 | CAITHNESS, nobleman of Scotland |
| 61465 | SIWARD, Earl of Northumberland, general of t... |
| 61466 | YOUNG SIWARD, his son |
| 61467 | SEYTON, attendant to Macbeth |
| 61468 | HECATE, Queen of the Witches |
| 61469 | The Three Witches |
| 61470 | Boy, Son of Macduff |
| 61471 | Gentlewoman attending on Lady Macbeth |
| 61472 | An English Doctor |
| 61473 | A Scottish Doctor |
| 61474 | A Sergeant |
| 61475 | A Porter |
| 61476 | An Old Man |
| 61477 | The Ghost of Banquo and other Apparitions |
| 61478 | Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murthe... |
| 61479 | and Messengers |
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| 61481 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 61482 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 61483 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 61484 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 61485 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 61488 | SCENE: Scotland and England |
| 61489 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 61490 | A desert place. Thunder and lightning. |
| 61491 | Enter three Witches. |
| 61492 | FIRST WITCH. When shall we three meet again? |
| 61493 | In thunder, lightning, or in rain? |
| 61494 | SECOND WITCH. When the hurlyburly's done, |
| 61495 | When the battle's lost and won. |
| 61496 | THIRD WITCH. That will be ere the set of sun. |
| 61497 | FIRST WITCH. Where the place? |
| 61498 | SECOND WITCH. Upon the heath. |
| 61499 | THIRD WITCH. There to meet with Macbeth. |
| 61500 | FIRST WITCH. I come, Graymalkin. |
| 61501 | ALL. Paddock calls. Anon! |
| 61502 | Fair is foul, and foul is fair. |
| 61503 | Hover through the fog and filthy air. ... |
| 61504 | SCENE II. |
| 61505 | A camp near Forres. Alarum within. |
| 61506 | Enter Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Lennox, with... |
| 61507 | meeting a bleeding Sergeant. |
| 61508 | DUNCAN. What bloody man is that? He can report, |
| 61509 | As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt |
| 61510 | The newest state. |
| 61511 | MALCOLM. This is the sergeant |
| 61512 | Who like a good and hardy soldier fought |
| 61513 | 'Gainst my captivity. Hail, brave friend! |
| 61514 | Say to the King the knowledge of the broil |
| 61515 | As thou didst leave it. |
| 61516 | SERGEANT. Doubtful it stood, |
| 61517 | As two spent swimmers that do cling together |
| 61518 | And choke their art. The merciless Macdonw... |
| 61519 | Worthy to be a rebel, for to that |
| 61520 | The multiplying villainies of nature |
| 61521 | Do swarm upon him -from the Western Isles |
| 61522 | Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied; |
| 61523 | And Fortune, on his damned quarrel smiling, |
| 61524 | Show'd like a rebel's whore. But all's too... |
| 61525 | For brave Macbeth -well he deserves that n... |
| 61526 | Disdaining Fortune, with his brandish'd st... |
| 61527 | Which smoked with bloody execution, |
| 61528 | Like Valor's minion carved out his passage |
| 61529 | Till he faced the slave, |
| 61530 | Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell... |
| 61531 | Till he unseam'd him from the nave to the ... |
| 61532 | And fix'd his head upon our battlements. |
| 61533 | DUNCAN. O valiant cousin! Worthy gentleman! |
| 61534 | SERGEANT. As whence the sun 'gins his reflec... |
| 61535 | Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders b... |
| 61536 | So from that spring whence comfort seem'd ... |
| 61537 | Discomfort swells. Mark, King of Scotland,... |
| 61538 | No sooner justice had, with valor arm'd, |
| 61539 | Compell'd these skipping kerns to trust th... |
| 61540 | But the Norweyan lord, surveying vantage, |
| 61541 | With furbish'd arms and new supplies of men, |
| 61542 | Began a fresh assault. |
| 61543 | DUNCAN. Dismay'd not this |
| 61544 | Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo.? |
| 61545 | SERGEANT. Yes, |
| 61546 | As sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion. |
| 61547 | If I say sooth, I must report they were |
| 61548 | As cannons overcharged with double cracks, |
| 61549 | So they |
| 61550 | Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe. |
| 61551 | Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds, |
| 61552 | Or memorize another Golgotha, |
| 61553 | I cannot tell- |
| 61554 | But I am faint; my gashes cry for help. |
| 61555 | DUNCAN. So well thy words become thee as thy... |
| 61556 | They smack of honor both. Go get him surge... |
| 61557 | Exit S... |
| 61558 | Who comes here? |
| 61559 | Enter Ross. |
| 61560 | MALCOLM The worthy Thane of Ross. |
| 61561 | LENNOX. What a haste looks through his eyes!... |
| 61562 | That seems to speak things strange. |
| 61563 | ROSS. God save the King! |
| 61564 | DUNCAN. Whence camest thou, worthy Thane? |
| 61565 | ROSS. From Fife, great King, |
| 61566 | Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky |
| 61567 | And fan our people cold. |
| 61568 | Norway himself, with terrible numbers, |
| 61569 | Assisted by that most disloyal traitor |
| 61570 | The Thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict, |
| 61571 | Till that Bellona's bridegroom, lapp'd in ... |
| 61572 | Confronted him with self-comparisons, |
| 61573 | Point against point rebellious, arm 'gains... |
| 61574 | Curbing his lavish spirit; and, to conclude, |
| 61575 | The victory fell on us. |
| 61576 | DUNCAN. Great happiness! |
| 61577 | ROSS. That now |
| 61578 | Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition; |
| 61579 | Nor would we deign him burial of his men |
| 61580 | Till he disbursed, at Saint Colme's Inch, |
| 61581 | Ten thousand dollars to our general use. |
| 61582 | DUNCAN. No more that Thane of Cawdor shall d... |
| 61583 | Our bosom interest. Go pronounce his prese... |
| 61584 | And with his former title greet Macbeth. |
| 61585 | ROSS. I'll see it done. |
| 61586 | DUNCAN. What he hath lost, noble Macbeth hat... |
| 61587 | ... |
| 61588 | SCENE III. |
| 61589 | A heath. Thunder. |
| 61590 | Enter the three Witches. |
| 61591 | FIRST WITCH. Where hast thou been, sister? |
| 61592 | SECOND WITCH. Killing swine. |
| 61593 | THIRD WITCH. Sister, where thou? |
| 61594 | FIRST WITCH. A sailor's wife had chestnuts i... |
| 61595 | And mounch'd, and mounch'd, and mounch'd. ... |
| 61596 | "Aroint thee, witch!" the rump-fed ronyon ... |
| 61597 | Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master the T... |
| 61598 | But in a sieve I'll thither sail, |
| 61599 | And, like a rat without a tail, |
| 61600 | I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do. |
| 61601 | SECOND WITCH. I'll give thee a wind. |
| 61602 | FIRST WITCH. Thou'rt kind. |
| 61603 | THIRD WITCH. And I another. |
| 61604 | FIRST WITCH. I myself have all the other, |
| 61605 | And the very ports they blow, |
| 61606 | All the quarters that they know |
| 61607 | I' the shipman's card. |
| 61608 | I will drain him dry as hay: |
| 61609 | Sleep shall neither night nor day |
| 61610 | Hang upon his penthouse lid; |
| 61611 | He shall live a man forbid. |
| 61612 | Weary se'nnights nine times nine |
| 61613 | Shall he dwindle, peak, and pine; |
| 61614 | Though his bark cannot be lost, |
| 61615 | Yet it shall be tempest-toss'd. |
| 61616 | Look what I have. |
| 61617 | SECOND WITCH. Show me, show me. |
| 61618 | FIRST WITCH. Here I have a pilot's thumb, |
| 61619 | Wreck'd as homeward he did come. ... |
| 61620 | THIRD WITCH. A drum, a drum! |
| 61621 | Macbeth doth come. |
| 61622 | ALL. The weird sisters, hand in hand, |
| 61623 | Posters of the sea and land, |
| 61624 | Thus do go about, about, |
| 61625 | Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine, |
| 61626 | And thrice again, to make up nine. |
| 61627 | Peace! The charm's wound up. |
| 61628 | Enter Macbeth and Banquo. |
| 61629 | MACBETH. So foul and fair a day I have not s... |
| 61630 | BANQUO. How far is't call'd to Forres? What ... |
| 61631 | So wither'd and so wild in their attire, |
| 61632 | That look not like the inhabitants o' the ... |
| 61633 | And yet are on't? Live you? or are you aught |
| 61634 | That man may question? You seem to underst... |
| 61635 | By each at once her choppy finger laying |
| 61636 | Upon her skinny lips. You should be women, |
| 61637 | And yet your beards forbid me to interpret |
| 61638 | That you are so. |
| 61639 | MACBETH. Speak, if you can. What are you? |
| 61640 | FIRST WITCH. All hail, Macbeth, hail to thee... |
| 61641 | SECOND WITCH. All hail, Macbeth, hail to the... |
| 61642 | THIRD WITCH. All hail, Macbeth, that shalt b... |
| 61643 | BANQUO. Good sir, why do you start, and seem... |
| 61644 | Things that do sound so fair? I' the name ... |
| 61645 | Are ye fantastical or that indeed |
| 61646 | Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner |
| 61647 | You greet with present grace and great pre... |
| 61648 | Of noble having and of royal hope, |
| 61649 | That he seems rapt withal. To me you speak... |
| 61650 | If you can look into the seeds of time, |
| 61651 | And say which grain will grow and which wi... |
| 61652 | Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear |
| 61653 | Your favors nor your hate. |
| 61654 | FIRST WITCH. Hail! |
| 61655 | SECOND WITCH. Hail! |
| 61656 | THIRD WITCH. Hail! |
| 61657 | FIRST WITCH. Lesser than Macbeth, and greater. |
| 61658 | SECOND WITCH. Not so happy, yet much happier. |
| 61659 | THIRD WITCH. Thou shalt get kings, though th... |
| 61660 | So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo! |
| 61661 | FIRST WITCH. Banquo and Macbeth, all hail! |
| 61662 | MACBETH. Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell ... |
| 61663 | By Sinel's death I know I am Thane of Glamis; |
| 61664 | But how of Cawdor? The Thane of Cawdor lives, |
| 61665 | A prosperous gentleman; and to be King |
| 61666 | Stands not within the prospect of belief, |
| 61667 | No more than to be Cawdor. Say from whence |
| 61668 | You owe this strange intelligence, or why |
| 61669 | Upon this blasted heath you stop our way |
| 61670 | With such prophetic greeting? Speak, I cha... |
| 61671 | ... |
| 61672 | BANQUO. The earth hath bubbles as the water ... |
| 61673 | And these are of them. Whither are they va... |
| 61674 | MACBETH. Into the air, and what seem'd corpo... |
| 61675 | As breath into the wind. Would they had st... |
| 61676 | BANQUO. Were such things here as we do speak... |
| 61677 | Or have we eaten on the insane root |
| 61678 | That takes the reason prisoner? |
| 61679 | MACBETH. Your children shall be kings. |
| 61680 | BANQUO. You shall be King. |
| 61681 | MACBETH. And Thane of Cawdor too. Went it no... |
| 61682 | BANQUO. To the selfsame tune and words. Who'... |
| 61683 | Enter Ross and Angus. |
| 61684 | ROSS. The King hath happily received, Macbeth, |
| 61685 | The news of thy success; and when he reads |
| 61686 | Thy personal venture in the rebels' fight, |
| 61687 | His wonders and his praises do contend |
| 61688 | Which should be thine or his. Silenced wit... |
| 61689 | In viewing o'er the rest o' the selfsame day, |
| 61690 | He finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks, |
| 61691 | Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make, |
| 61692 | Strange images of death. As thick as hail |
| 61693 | Came post with post, and every one did bear |
| 61694 | Thy praises in his kingdom's great defense, |
| 61695 | And pour'd them down before him. |
| 61696 | ANGUS. We are sent |
| 61697 | To give thee, from our royal master, thanks; |
| 61698 | Only to herald thee into his sight, |
| 61699 | Not pay thee. |
| 61700 | ROSS. And for an earnest of a greater honor, |
| 61701 | He bade me, from him, call thee Thane of C... |
| 61702 | In which addition, hail, most worthy Thane, |
| 61703 | For it is thine. |
| 61704 | BANQUO. What, can the devil speak true? |
| 61705 | MACBETH. The Thane of Cawdor lives. Why do y... |
| 61706 | In borrow'd robes? |
| 61707 | ANGUS. Who was the Thane lives yet, |
| 61708 | But under heavy judgement bears that life |
| 61709 | Which he deserves to lose. Whether he was ... |
| 61710 | With those of Norway, or did line the rebel |
| 61711 | With hidden help and vantage, or that with... |
| 61712 | He labor'd in his country's wreck, I know ... |
| 61713 | But treasons capital, confess'd and proved, |
| 61714 | Have overthrown him. |
| 61715 | MACBETH. [Aside.] Glamis, and Thane of Cawdor! |
| 61716 | The greatest is behind. [To Ross and Angus... |
| 61717 | pains. |
| 61718 | [Aside to Banquo] Do you not hope your chi... |
| 61719 | When those that gave the Thane of Cawdor t... |
| 61720 | Promised no less to them? |
| 61721 | BANQUO. [Aside to Macbeth.] That, trusted home, |
| 61722 | Might yet enkindle you unto the crown, |
| 61723 | Besides the Thane of Cawdor. But 'tis stra... |
| 61724 | And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, |
| 61725 | The instruments of darkness tell us truths, |
| 61726 | Win us with honest trifles, to betray's |
| 61727 | In deepest consequence- |
| 61728 | Cousins, a word, I pray you. |
| 61729 | MACBETH. [Aside.] Two truths are told, |
| 61730 | As happy prologues to the swelling act |
| 61731 | Of the imperial theme-I thank you, gentlemen. |
| 61732 | [Aside.] This supernatural soliciting |
| 61733 | Cannot be ill, cannot be good. If ill, |
| 61734 | Why hath it given me earnest of success, |
| 61735 | Commencing in a truth? I am Thane of Cawdor. |
| 61736 | If good, why do I yield to that suggestion |
| 61737 | Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair |
| 61738 | And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, |
| 61739 | Against the use of nature? Present fears |
| 61740 | Are less than horrible imaginings: |
| 61741 | My thought, whose murther yet is but fanta... |
| 61742 | Shakes so my single state of man that func... |
| 61743 | Is smother'd in surmise, and nothing is |
| 61744 | But what is not. |
| 61745 | BANQUO. Look, how our partner's rapt. |
| 61746 | MACBETH. [Aside.] If chance will have me Kin... |
| 61747 | crown me |
| 61748 | Without my stir. |
| 61749 | BANQUO. New honors come upon him, |
| 61750 | Like our strange garments, cleave not to t... |
| 61751 | But with the aid of use. |
| 61752 | MACBETH. [Aside.] Come what come may, |
| 61753 | Time and the hour runs through the roughes... |
| 61754 | BANQUO. Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your le... |
| 61755 | MACBETH. Give me your favor; my dull brain w... |
| 61756 | With things forgotten. Kind gentlemen, you... |
| 61757 | Are register'd where every day I turn |
| 61758 | The leaf to read them. Let us toward the K... |
| 61759 | Think upon what hath chanced, and at more ... |
| 61760 | The interim having weigh'd it, let us speak |
| 61761 | Our free hearts each to other. |
| 61762 | BANQUO. Very gladly. |
| 61763 | MACBETH. Till then, enough. Come, friends. ... |
| 61764 | SCENE IV. |
| 61765 | Forres. The palace. |
| 61766 | Flourish. Enter Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Le... |
| 61767 | DUNCAN. Is execution done on Cawdor? Are not |
| 61768 | Those in commission yet return'd? |
| 61769 | MALCOLM. My liege, |
| 61770 | They are not yet come back. But I have spoke |
| 61771 | With one that saw him die, who did report |
| 61772 | That very frankly he confess'd his treasons, |
| 61773 | Implored your Highness' pardon, and set forth |
| 61774 | A deep repentance. Nothing in his life |
| 61775 | Became him like the leaving it; he died |
| 61776 | As one that had been studied in his death, |
| 61777 | To throw away the dearest thing he owed |
| 61778 | As 'twere a careless trifle. |
| 61779 | DUNCAN. There's no art |
| 61780 | To find the mind's construction in the face: |
| 61781 | He was a gentleman on whom I built |
| 61782 | An absolute trust. |
| 61783 | Enter Macbeth, Banquo, Ross, and ... |
| 61784 | O worthiest cousin! |
| 61785 | The sin of my ingratitude even now |
| 61786 | Was heavy on me. Thou art so far before, |
| 61787 | That swiftest wing of recompense is slow |
| 61788 | To overtake thee. Would thou hadst less de... |
| 61789 | That the proportion both of thanks and pay... |
| 61790 | Might have been mine! Only I have left to ... |
| 61791 | More is thy due than more than all can pay. |
| 61792 | MACBETH. The service and the loyalty lowe, |
| 61793 | In doing it, pays itself. Your Highness' part |
| 61794 | Is to receive our duties, and our duties |
| 61795 | Are to your throne and state, children and... |
| 61796 | Which do but what they should, by doing ev... |
| 61797 | Safe toward your love and honor. |
| 61798 | DUNCAN. Welcome hither. |
| 61799 | I have begun to plant thee, and will labor |
| 61800 | To make thee full of growing. Noble Banquo, |
| 61801 | That hast no less deserved, nor must be known |
| 61802 | No less to have done so; let me infold thee |
| 61803 | And hold thee to my heart. |
| 61804 | BANQUO. There if I grow, |
| 61805 | The harvest is your own. |
| 61806 | DUNCAN. My plenteous joys, |
| 61807 | Wanton in fullness, seek to hide themselves |
| 61808 | In drops of sorrow. Sons, kinsmen, thanes, |
| 61809 | And you whose places are the nearest, know |
| 61810 | We will establish our estate upon |
| 61811 | Our eldest, Malcolm, whom we name hereafter |
| 61812 | The Prince of Cumberland; which honor must |
| 61813 | Not unaccompanied invest him only, |
| 61814 | But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall ... |
| 61815 | On all deservers. From hence to Inverness, |
| 61816 | And bind us further to you. |
| 61817 | MACBETH. The rest is labor, which is not use... |
| 61818 | I'll be myself the harbinger, and make joyful |
| 61819 | The hearing of my wife with your approach; |
| 61820 | So humbly take my leave. |
| 61821 | DUNCAN. My worthy Cawdor! |
| 61822 | MACBETH. [Aside.] The Prince of Cumberland! ... |
| 61823 | On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, |
| 61824 | For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fi... |
| 61825 | Let not light see my black and deep desires. |
| 61826 | The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be |
| 61827 | Which the eye fears, when it is done, to s... |
| 61828 | DUNCAN. True, worthy Banquo! He is full so v... |
| 61829 | And in his commendations I am fed; |
| 61830 | It is a banquet to me. Let's after him, |
| 61831 | Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome. |
| 61832 | It is a peerless kinsman. ... |
| 61833 | SCENE V. |
| 61834 | Inverness. Macbeth's castle. |
| 61835 | Enter Lady Macbeth, reading a letter. |
| 61836 | LADY MACBETH. "They met me in the day of suc... |
| 61837 | learned by the perfectest report they have... |
| 61838 | mortal knowledge. When I burned in desire ... |
| 61839 | further, they made themselves air, into wh... |
| 61840 | Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it, c... |
| 61841 | King, who all-hailed me 'Thane of Cawdor';... |
| 61842 | before, these weird sisters saluted me and... |
| 61843 | coming on of time with 'Hail, King that sh... |
| 61844 | thought good to deliver thee, my dearest p... |
| 61845 | that thou mightst not lose the dues of rej... |
| 61846 | ignorant of what greatness is promised the... |
| 61847 | and farewell." |
| 61848 | Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt be |
| 61849 | What thou art promised. Yet do I fear thy ... |
| 61850 | It is too full o' the milk of human kindness |
| 61851 | To catch the nearest way. Thou wouldst be ... |
| 61852 | Art not without ambition, but without |
| 61853 | The illness should attend it. What thou wo... |
| 61854 | That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play... |
| 61855 | And yet wouldst wrongly win. Thou'ldst hav... |
| 61856 | That which cries, "Thus thou must do, if t... |
| 61857 | And that which rather thou dost fear to do |
| 61858 | Than wishest should be undone." Hie thee h... |
| 61859 | That I may pour my spirits in thine ear, |
| 61860 | And chastise with the valor of my tongue |
| 61861 | All that impedes thee from the golden round, |
| 61862 | Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem |
| 61863 | To have thee crown'd withal. |
| 61864 | Enter a Messenger. |
| 61865 | What is your tidings? |
| 61866 | MESSENGER. The King comes here tonight. |
| 61867 | LADY MACBETH. Thou'rt mad to say it! |
| 61868 | Is not thy master with him? who, were't so, |
| 61869 | Would have inform'd for preparation. |
| 61870 | MESSENGER. So please you, it is true; our Th... |
| 61871 | One of my fellows had the speed of him, |
| 61872 | Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely ... |
| 61873 | Than would make up his message. |
| 61874 | LADY MACBETH. Give him tending; |
| 61875 | He brings great news. ... |
| 61876 | The raven himself is hoarse |
| 61877 | That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan |
| 61878 | Under my battlements. Come, you spirits |
| 61879 | That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here |
| 61880 | And fill me from the crown to the toe top-... |
| 61881 | Of direst cruelty! Make thick my blood, |
| 61882 | Stop up the access and passage to remorse, |
| 61883 | That no compunctious visitings of nature |
| 61884 | Shake my fell purpose nor keep peace between |
| 61885 | The effect and it! Come to my woman's brea... |
| 61886 | And take my milk for gall, your murthering... |
| 61887 | Wherever in your sightless substances |
| 61888 | You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick... |
| 61889 | And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell |
| 61890 | That my keen knife see not the wound it makes |
| 61891 | Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the... |
| 61892 | To cry, "Hold, hold!" |
| 61893 | Enter Macbeth. |
| 61894 | Great Glamis! Worthy Cawdor! |
| 61895 | Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter! |
| 61896 | Thy letters have transported me beyond |
| 61897 | This ignorant present, and I feel now |
| 61898 | The future in the instant. |
| 61899 | MACBETH. My dearest love, |
| 61900 | Duncan comes here tonight. |
| 61901 | LADY MACBETH. And when goes hence? |
| 61902 | MACBETH. Tomorrow, as he purposes. |
| 61903 | LADY MACBETH. O, never |
| 61904 | Shall sun that morrow see! |
| 61905 | Your face, my Thane, is as a book where men |
| 61906 | May read strange matters. To beguile the t... |
| 61907 | Look like the time; bear welcome in your e... |
| 61908 | Your hand, your tongue; look like the inno... |
| 61909 | But be the serpent under it. He that's coming |
| 61910 | Must be provided for; and you shall put |
| 61911 | This night's great business into my dispatch, |
| 61912 | Which shall to all our nights and days to ... |
| 61913 | Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom. |
| 61914 | MACBETH. We will speak further. |
| 61915 | LADY MACBETH. Only look up clear; |
| 61916 | To alter favor ever is to fear. |
| 61917 | Leave all the rest to me. ... |
| 61918 | SCENE VI. |
| 61919 | Before Macbeth's castle. Hautboys and torches. |
| 61920 | Enter Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Banquo, Lenn... |
| 61921 | and Attendants. |
| 61922 | DUNCAN. This castle hath a pleasant seat; th... |
| 61923 | Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself |
| 61924 | Unto our gentle senses. |
| 61925 | BANQUO. This guest of summer, |
| 61926 | The temple-haunting martlet, does approve |
| 61927 | By his loved mansionry that the heaven's b... |
| 61928 | Smells wooingly here. No jutty, frieze, |
| 61929 | Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird |
| 61930 | Hath made his pendant bed and procreant cr... |
| 61931 | Where they most breed and haunt, I have ob... |
| 61932 | The air is delicate. |
| 61933 | Enter Lady Macbeth. |
| 61934 | DUNCAN. See, see, our honor'd hostess! |
| 61935 | The love that follows us sometime is our t... |
| 61936 | Which still we thank as love. Herein I tea... |
| 61937 | How you shall bid God 'ield us for your pa... |
| 61938 | And thank us for your trouble. |
| 61939 | LADY MACBETH. All our service |
| 61940 | In every point twice done, and then done d... |
| 61941 | Were poor and single business to contend |
| 61942 | Against those honors deep and broad wherewith |
| 61943 | Your Majesty loads our house. For those of... |
| 61944 | And the late dignities heap'd up to them, |
| 61945 | We rest your hermits. |
| 61946 | DUNCAN. Where's the Thane of Cawdor? |
| 61947 | We coursed him at the heels and had a purpose |
| 61948 | To be his purveyor; but he rides well, |
| 61949 | And his great love, sharp as his spur, hat... |
| 61950 | To his home before us. Fair and noble host... |
| 61951 | We are your guest tonight. |
| 61952 | LADY MACBETH. Your servants ever |
| 61953 | Have theirs, themselves, and what is their... |
| 61954 | To make their audit at your Highness' plea... |
| 61955 | Still to return your own. |
| 61956 | DUNCAN. Give me your hand; |
| 61957 | Conduct me to mine host. We love him highly, |
| 61958 | And shall continue our graces towards him. |
| 61959 | By your leave, hostess. ... |
| 61960 | SCENE VII |
| 61961 | Macbeth's castle. Hautboys and torches. |
| 61962 | Enter a Sewer and divers Servants with dishes ... |
| 61963 | the stage. Then enter Macbeth. |
| 61964 | MACBETH. If it were done when 'tis done, the... |
| 61965 | It were done quickly. If the assassination |
| 61966 | Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, |
| 61967 | With his surcease, success; that but this ... |
| 61968 | Might be the be-all and the end-all -here, |
| 61969 | But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, |
| 61970 | We'ld jump the life to come. But in these ... |
| 61971 | We still have judgement here, that we but ... |
| 61972 | Bloody instructions, which being taught re... |
| 61973 | To plague the inventor. This even-handed j... |
| 61974 | Commends the ingredients of our poison'd c... |
| 61975 | To our own lips. He's here in double trust: |
| 61976 | First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, |
| 61977 | Strong both against the deed; then, as his... |
| 61978 | Who should against his murtherer shut the ... |
| 61979 | Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this D... |
| 61980 | Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been |
| 61981 | So clear in his great office, that his vir... |
| 61982 | Will plead like angels trumpet-tongued aga... |
| 61983 | The deep damnation of his taking-off, |
| 61984 | And pity, like a naked new-born babe |
| 61985 | Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin h... |
| 61986 | Upon the sightless couriers of the air, |
| 61987 | Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, |
| 61988 | That tears shall drown the wind. I have no... |
| 61989 | To prick the sides of my intent, but only |
| 61990 | Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself |
| 61991 | And falls on the other. |
| 61992 | Enter Lady Macbeth. |
| 61993 | How now, what news? |
| 61994 | LADY MACBETH. He has almost supp'd. Why have... |
| 61995 | MACBETH. Hath he ask'd for me? |
| 61996 | LADY MACBETH. Know you not he has? |
| 61997 | MACBETH. We will proceed no further in this ... |
| 61998 | He hath honor'd me of late, and I have bought |
| 61999 | Golden opinions from all sorts of people, |
| 62000 | Which would be worn now in their newest gl... |
| 62001 | Not cast aside so soon. |
| 62002 | LADY MACBETH. Was the hope drunk |
| 62003 | Wherein you dress'd yourself? Hath it slep... |
| 62004 | And wakes it now, to look so green and pale |
| 62005 | At what it did so freely? From this time |
| 62006 | Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard |
| 62007 | To be the same in thine own act and valor |
| 62008 | As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that |
| 62009 | Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life |
| 62010 | And live a coward in thine own esteem, |
| 62011 | Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would" |
| 62012 | Like the poor cat i' the adage? |
| 62013 | MACBETH. Prithee, peace! |
| 62014 | I dare do all that may become a man; |
| 62015 | Who dares do more is none. |
| 62016 | LADY MACBETH. What beast wast then |
| 62017 | That made you break this enterprise to me? |
| 62018 | When you durst do it, then you were a man, |
| 62019 | And, to be more than what you were, you would |
| 62020 | Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place |
| 62021 | Did then adhere, and yet you would make both. |
| 62022 | They have made themselves, and that their ... |
| 62023 | Does unmake you. I have given suck and know |
| 62024 | How tender 'tis to love the babe that milk... |
| 62025 | I would, while it was smiling in my face, |
| 62026 | Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums |
| 62027 | And dash'd the brains out had I so sworn a... |
| 62028 | Have done to this. |
| 62029 | MACBETH. If we should fail? |
| 62030 | LADY MACBETH. We fail? |
| 62031 | But screw your courage to the sticking-place |
| 62032 | And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep- |
| 62033 | Whereto the rather shall his day's hard jo... |
| 62034 | Soundly invite him- his two chamberlains |
| 62035 | Will I with wine and wassail so convince |
| 62036 | That memory, the warder of the brain, |
| 62037 | Shall be a fume and the receipt of reason |
| 62038 | A limbeck only. When in swinish sleep |
| 62039 | Their drenched natures lie as in a death, |
| 62040 | What cannot you and I perform upon |
| 62041 | The unguarded Duncan? What not put upon |
| 62042 | His spongy officers, who shall bear the guilt |
| 62043 | Of our great quell? |
| 62044 | MACBETH. Bring forth men-children only, |
| 62045 | For thy undaunted mettle should compose |
| 62046 | Nothing but males. Will it not be received, |
| 62047 | When we have mark'd with blood those sleep... |
| 62048 | Of his own chamber and used their very dag... |
| 62049 | That they have done't? |
| 62050 | LADY MACBETH. Who dares receive it other, |
| 62051 | As we shall make our griefs and clamor roar |
| 62052 | Upon his death? |
| 62053 | MACBETH. I am settled and bend up |
| 62054 | Each corporal agent to this terrible feat. |
| 62055 | Away, and mock the time with fairest show: |
| 62056 | False face must hide what the false heart ... |
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| 62066 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 62067 | Inverness. Court of Macbeth's castle. |
| 62068 | Enter Banquo and Fleance, bearing a torch befo... |
| 62069 | BANQUO. How goes the night, boy? |
| 62070 | FLEANCE. The moon is down; I have not heard ... |
| 62071 | BANQUO. And she goes down at twelve. |
| 62072 | FLEANCE. I take't 'tis later, sir. |
| 62073 | BANQUO. Hold, take my sword. There's husband... |
| 62074 | Their candles are all out. Take thee that ... |
| 62075 | A heavy summons lies like lead upon me, |
| 62076 | And yet I would not sleep. Merciful powers, |
| 62077 | Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that na... |
| 62078 | Gives way to in repose! |
| 62079 | Enter Macbeth and a Servant with a ... |
| 62080 | Give me my sword. |
| 62081 | Who's there? |
| 62082 | MACBETH. A friend. |
| 62083 | BANQUO. What, sir, not yet at rest? The King... |
| 62084 | He hath been in unusual pleasure and |
| 62085 | Sent forth great largess to your offices. |
| 62086 | This diamond he greets your wife withal, |
| 62087 | By the name of most kind hostess, and shut up |
| 62088 | In measureless content. |
| 62089 | MACBETH. Being unprepared, |
| 62090 | Our will became the servant to defect, |
| 62091 | Which else should free have wrought. |
| 62092 | BANQUO. All's well. |
| 62093 | I dreamt last night of the three weird sis... |
| 62094 | To you they have show'd some truth. |
| 62095 | MACBETH. I think not of them; |
| 62096 | Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve, |
| 62097 | We would spend it in some words upon that ... |
| 62098 | If you would grant the time. |
| 62099 | BANQUO. At your kind'st leisure. |
| 62100 | MACBETH. If you shall cleave to my consent, ... |
| 62101 | It shall make honor for you. |
| 62102 | BANQUO. So I lose none |
| 62103 | In seeking to augment it, but still keep |
| 62104 | My bosom franchised and allegiance clear, |
| 62105 | I shall be counsel'd. |
| 62106 | MACBETH. Good repose the while. |
| 62107 | BANQUO. Thanks, sir, the like to you. |
| 62108 | Exeunt Ba... |
| 62109 | MACBETH. Go bid thy mistress, when my drink ... |
| 62110 | She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed.... |
| 62111 | Is this a dagger which I see before me, |
| 62112 | The handle toward my hand? Come, let me cl... |
| 62113 | I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. |
| 62114 | Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible |
| 62115 | To feeling as to sight? Or art thou but |
| 62116 | A dagger of the mind, a false creation, |
| 62117 | Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? |
| 62118 | I see thee yet, in form as palpable |
| 62119 | As this which now I draw. |
| 62120 | Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going, |
| 62121 | And such an instrument I was to use. |
| 62122 | Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other ... |
| 62123 | Or else worth all the rest. I see thee sti... |
| 62124 | And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, |
| 62125 | Which was not so before. There's no such t... |
| 62126 | It is the bloody business which informs |
| 62127 | Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one half-w... |
| 62128 | Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse |
| 62129 | The curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebrates |
| 62130 | Pale Hecate's offerings; and wither'd Murt... |
| 62131 | Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, |
| 62132 | Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stea... |
| 62133 | With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards ... |
| 62134 | Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set... |
| 62135 | Hear not my steps, which way they walk, fo... |
| 62136 | Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, |
| 62137 | And take the present horror from the time, |
| 62138 | Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, ... |
| 62139 | Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath... |
| 62140 | ... |
| 62141 | I go, and it is done; the bell invites me. |
| 62142 | Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell |
| 62143 | That summons thee to heaven, or to hell. ... |
| 62144 | SCENE II. |
| 62145 | The same. |
| 62146 | Enter Lady Macbeth. |
| 62147 | LADY MACBETH. That which hath made them drun... |
| 62148 | What hath quench'd them hath given me fire... |
| 62149 | It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal be... |
| 62150 | Which gives the stern'st good night. He is... |
| 62151 | The doors are open, and the surfeited grooms |
| 62152 | Do mock their charge with snores. I have d... |
| 62153 | That death and nature do contend about them, |
| 62154 | Whether they live or die. |
| 62155 | MACBETH. [Within.] Who's there' what, ho! |
| 62156 | LADY MACBETH. Alack, I am afraid they have a... |
| 62157 | And 'tis not done. The attempt and not the... |
| 62158 | Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers r... |
| 62159 | He could not miss 'em. Had he not resembled |
| 62160 | My father as he slept, I had done't. |
| 62161 | Enter Macbeth, |
| 62162 | My husband! |
| 62163 | MACBETH. I have done the deed. Didst thou no... |
| 62164 | LADY MACBETH. I heard the owl scream and the... |
| 62165 | Did not you speak? |
| 62166 | MACBETH. When? |
| 62167 | LADY MACBETH. Now. |
| 62168 | MACBETH. As I descended? |
| 62169 | LADY MACBETH. Ay. |
| 62170 | MACBETH. Hark! |
| 62171 | Who lies i' the second chamber? |
| 62172 | LADY MACBETH. Donalbain. |
| 62173 | MACBETH. This is a sorry sight. [L... |
| 62174 | LADY MACBETH. A foolish thought, to say a so... |
| 62175 | MACBETH. There's one did laugh in 's sleep, ... |
| 62176 | "Murther!" |
| 62177 | That they did wake each other. I stood and... |
| 62178 | But they did say their prayers and address... |
| 62179 | Again to sleep. |
| 62180 | LADY MACBETH. There are two lodged together. |
| 62181 | MACBETH. One cried, "God bless us!" and "Ame... |
| 62182 | As they had seen me with these hangman's h... |
| 62183 | Listening their fear, I could not say "Amen," |
| 62184 | When they did say, "God bless us!" |
| 62185 | LADY MACBETH. Consider it not so deeply. |
| 62186 | MACBETH. But wherefore could not I pronounce... |
| 62187 | I had most need of blessing, and "Amen" |
| 62188 | Stuck in my throat. |
| 62189 | LADY MACBETH. These deeds must not be thought |
| 62190 | After these ways; so, it will make us mad. |
| 62191 | MACBETH. I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more! |
| 62192 | Macbeth does murther sleep" -the innocent ... |
| 62193 | Sleep that knits up the ravel'd sleave of ... |
| 62194 | The death of each day's life, sore labor's... |
| 62195 | Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second ... |
| 62196 | Chief nourisher in life's feast- |
| 62197 | LADY MACBETH. What do you mean? |
| 62198 | MACBETH. Still it cried, "Sleep no more!" to... |
| 62199 | "Glamis hath murther'd sleep, and therefor... |
| 62200 | Shall sleep no more. Macbeth shall sleep n... |
| 62201 | LADY MACBETH. Who was it that thus cried? Wh... |
| 62202 | You do unbend your noble strength, to think |
| 62203 | So brainsickly of things. Go, get some water |
| 62204 | And wash this filthy witness from your hand. |
| 62205 | Why did you bring these daggers from the p... |
| 62206 | They must lie there. Go carry them, and smear |
| 62207 | The sleepy grooms with blood. |
| 62208 | MACBETH. I'll go no more. |
| 62209 | I am afraid to think what I have done; |
| 62210 | Look on't again I dare not. |
| 62211 | LADY MACBETH. Infirm of purpose! |
| 62212 | Give me the daggers. The sleeping and the ... |
| 62213 | Are but as pictures; 'tis the eye of child... |
| 62214 | That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, |
| 62215 | I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, |
| 62216 | For it must seem their guilt. Exit... |
| 62217 | MACBETH. Whence is that knocking? |
| 62218 | How is't with me, when every noise appals me? |
| 62219 | What hands are here? Ha, they pluck out mi... |
| 62220 | Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this b... |
| 62221 | Clean from my hand? No, this my hand will ... |
| 62222 | The multitudinous seas incarnadine, |
| 62223 | Making the green one red. |
| 62224 | Re-enter Lady Macbeth. |
| 62225 | LADY MACBETH. My hands are of your color, bu... |
| 62226 | To wear a heart so white. [Knocking within... |
| 62227 | At the south entry. Retire we to our chamber. |
| 62228 | A little water clears us of this deed. |
| 62229 | How easy is it then! Your constancy |
| 62230 | Hath left you unattended. [Knocking within... |
| 62231 | Get on your nightgown, lest occasion call us |
| 62232 | And show us to be watchers. Be not lost |
| 62233 | So poorly in your thoughts. |
| 62234 | MACBETH. To know my deed, 'twere best not kn... |
| 62235 | ... |
| 62236 | Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would tho... |
| 62237 | ... |
| 62238 | SCENE III. |
| 62239 | The same. |
| 62240 | Enter a Porter. Knocking within. |
| 62241 | PORTER. Here's a knocking indeed! If a man w... |
| 62242 | Gate, he should have old turning the key. ... |
| 62243 | Knock, knock, knock! Who's there, i' the n... |
| 62244 | a farmer that hanged himself on th' expect... |
| 62245 | in time! Have napkins enow about you; here... |
| 62246 | [Knocking within.] Knock, knock! Who's the... |
| 62247 | devil's name? Faith, here's an equivocator... |
| 62248 | both the scales against either scale, who ... |
| 62249 | enough for God's sake, yet could not equiv... |
| 62250 | come in, equivocator. [Knocking within.] K... |
| 62251 | Who's there? Faith, here's an English tail... |
| 62252 | stealing out of a French hose. Come in, ta... |
| 62253 | roast your goose. [Knocking within.] Knock... |
| 62254 | quiet! What are you? But this place is too... |
| 62255 | devil-porter it no further. I had thought ... |
| 62256 | all professions, that go the primrose way ... |
| 62257 | bonfire. [Knocking within.] Anon, anon! I ... |
| 62258 | porter. |
| 62259 | ... |
| 62260 | Enter Macduff and Lennox. |
| 62261 | MACDUFF. Was it so late, friend, ere you wen... |
| 62262 | That you do lie so late? |
| 62263 | PORTER. Faith, sir, we were carousing till t... |
| 62264 | drink, sir, is a great provoker of three t... |
| 62265 | MACDUFF. What three things does drink especi... |
| 62266 | PORTER. Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, an... |
| 62267 | it provokes and unprovokes: it provokes th... |
| 62268 | away the performance. Therefore much drink... |
| 62269 | equivocator with lechery: it makes him, an... |
| 62270 | him on, and it takes him off; it persuades... |
| 62271 | him; makes him stand to and not stand to; ... |
| 62272 | equivocates him in a sleep, and giving him... |
| 62273 | MACDUFF. I believe drink gave thee the lie l... |
| 62274 | PORTER. That it did, sir, i' the very throat... |
| 62275 | him for his lie, and, I think, being too s... |
| 62276 | he took up my legs sometime, yet I made sh... |
| 62277 | MACDUFF. Is thy master stirring? |
| 62278 | Enter Macbeth. |
| 62279 | Our knocking has awaked him; here he comes. |
| 62280 | LENNOX. Good morrow, noble sir. |
| 62281 | MACBETH. morrow, both. |
| 62282 | MACDUFF. Is the King stirring, worthy Thane? |
| 62283 | MACBETH. Not yet. |
| 62284 | MACDUFF. He did command me to call timely on... |
| 62285 | I have almost slipp'd the hour. |
| 62286 | MACBETH. I'll bring you to him. |
| 62287 | MACDUFF. I know this is a joyful trouble to ... |
| 62288 | But yet 'tis one. |
| 62289 | MACBETH. The labor we delight in physics pain. |
| 62290 | This is the door. |
| 62291 | MACDUFF I'll make so bold to call, |
| 62292 | For 'tis my limited service. ... |
| 62293 | LENNOX. Goes the King hence today? |
| 62294 | MACBETH. He does; he did appoint so. |
| 62295 | LENNOX. The night has been unruly. Where we ... |
| 62296 | Our chimneys were blown down, and, as they... |
| 62297 | Lamentings heard i' the air, strange screa... |
| 62298 | And prophesying with accents terrible |
| 62299 | Of dire combustion and confused events |
| 62300 | New hatch'd to the woeful time. The obscur... |
| 62301 | Clamor'd the livelong night. Some say the ... |
| 62302 | Was feverous and did shake. |
| 62303 | MACBETH. 'Twas a rough fight. |
| 62304 | LENNOX. My young remembrance cannot parallel |
| 62305 | A fellow to it. |
| 62306 | Re-enter Macduff. |
| 62307 | MACDUFF. O horror, horror, horror! Tongue no... |
| 62308 | Cannot conceive nor name thee. |
| 62309 | MACBETH. LENNOX. What's the matter? |
| 62310 | MACDUFF. Confusion now hath made his masterp... |
| 62311 | Most sacrilegious murther hath broke ope |
| 62312 | The Lord's anointed temple and stole thence |
| 62313 | The life o' the building. |
| 62314 | MACBETH. What is't you say? the life? |
| 62315 | LENNOX. Mean you his Majesty? |
| 62316 | MACDUFF. Approach the chamber, and destroy y... |
| 62317 | With a new Gorgon. Do not bid me speak; |
| 62318 | See, and then speak yourselves. |
| 62319 | Exeunt M... |
| 62320 | Awake, awake! |
| 62321 | Ring the alarum bell. Murther and treason! |
| 62322 | Banquo and Donalbain! Malcolm, awake! |
| 62323 | Shake off this downy sleep, death's counte... |
| 62324 | And look on death itself! Up, up, and see |
| 62325 | The great doom's image! Malcolm! Banquo! |
| 62326 | As from your graves rise up, and walk like... |
| 62327 | To countenance this horror! Ring the bell.... |
| 62328 | Enter Lady Macbeth. |
| 62329 | LADY MACBETH. What's the business, |
| 62330 | That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley |
| 62331 | The sleepers of the house? Speak, speak! |
| 62332 | MACDUFF. O gentle lady, |
| 62333 | 'Tis not for you to hear what I can speak: |
| 62334 | The repetition in a woman's ear |
| 62335 | Would murther as it fell. |
| 62336 | Enter Banquo. |
| 62337 | O Banquo, Banquo! |
| 62338 | Our royal master's murther'd. |
| 62339 | LADY MACBETH. Woe, alas! |
| 62340 | What, in our house? |
| 62341 | BANQUO. Too cruel anywhere. |
| 62342 | Dear Duff, I prithee, contradict thyself, |
| 62343 | And say it is not so. |
| 62344 | Re-enter Macbeth and Lennox, with Ross. |
| 62345 | MACBETH. Had I but died an hour before this ... |
| 62346 | I had lived a blessed time, for from this ... |
| 62347 | There's nothing serious in mortality. |
| 62348 | All is but toys; renown and grace is dead, |
| 62349 | The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees |
| 62350 | Is left this vault to brag of. |
| 62351 | Enter Malcolm and Donalbain. |
| 62352 | DONALBAIN. What is amiss? |
| 62353 | MACBETH. You are, and do not know't. |
| 62354 | The spring, the head, the fountain of your... |
| 62355 | Is stopped, the very source of it is stopp'd. |
| 62356 | MACDUFF. Your royal father's murther'd. |
| 62357 | MALCOLM. O, by whom? |
| 62358 | LENNOX. Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, ... |
| 62359 | Their hands and faces were all badged with... |
| 62360 | So were their daggers, which unwiped we found |
| 62361 | Upon their pillows. |
| 62362 | They stared, and were distracted; no man's... |
| 62363 | Was to be trusted with them. |
| 62364 | MACBETH. O, yet I do repent me of my fury, |
| 62365 | That I did kill them. |
| 62366 | MACDUFF. Wherefore did you so? |
| 62367 | MACBETH. Who can be wise, amazed, temperate ... |
| 62368 | Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man. |
| 62369 | The expedition of my violent love |
| 62370 | Outrun the pauser reason. Here lay Duncan, |
| 62371 | His silver skin laced with his golden blood, |
| 62372 | And his gash'd stabs look'd like a breach ... |
| 62373 | For ruin's wasteful entrance; there, the m... |
| 62374 | Steep'd in the colors of their trade, thei... |
| 62375 | Unmannerly breech'd with gore. Who could r... |
| 62376 | That had a heart to love, and in that heart |
| 62377 | Courage to make 's love known? |
| 62378 | LADY MACBETH. Help me hence, ho! |
| 62379 | MACDUFF. Look to the lady. |
| 62380 | MALCOLM. [Aside to Donalbain.] Why do we hol... |
| 62381 | That most may claim this argument for ours? |
| 62382 | DONALBAIN. [Aside to Malcolm.] What should b... |
| 62383 | our fate, |
| 62384 | Hid in an auger hole, may rush and seize us? |
| 62385 | Let's away, |
| 62386 | Our tears are not yet brew'd. |
| 62387 | MALCOLM. [Aside to Donalbain.] Nor our stron... |
| 62388 | Upon the foot of motion. |
| 62389 | BANQUO. Look to the lady. |
| 62390 | Lady Macbe... |
| 62391 | And when we have our naked frailties hid, |
| 62392 | That suffer in exposure, let us meet |
| 62393 | And question this most bloody piece of work |
| 62394 | To know it further. Fears and scruples sha... |
| 62395 | In the great hand of God I stand, and thence |
| 62396 | Against the undivulged pretense I fight |
| 62397 | Of treasonous malice. |
| 62398 | MACDUFF. And so do I. |
| 62399 | ALL. So all. |
| 62400 | MACBETH. Let's briefly put on manly readiness |
| 62401 | And meet i' the hall together. |
| 62402 | ALL. Well contented. |
| 62403 | Exeunt all but Malc... |
| 62404 | MALCOLM. What will you do? Let's not consort... |
| 62405 | To show an unfelt sorrow is an office |
| 62406 | Which the false man does easy. I'll to Eng... |
| 62407 | DONALBAIN. To Ireland, I; our separated fortune |
| 62408 | Shall keep us both the safer. Where we are |
| 62409 | There's daggers in men's smiles; the near ... |
| 62410 | The nearer bloody. |
| 62411 | MALCOLM. This murtherous shaft that's shot |
| 62412 | Hath not yet lighted, and our safest way |
| 62413 | Is to avoid the aim. Therefore to horse; |
| 62414 | And let us not be dainty of leave-taking, |
| 62415 | But shift away. There's warrant in that theft |
| 62416 | Which steals itself when there's no mercy ... |
| 62417 | ... |
| 62418 | SCENE IV. |
| 62419 | Outside Macbeth's castle. |
| 62420 | Enter Ross with an Old Man. |
| 62421 | OLD MAN. Threescore and ten I can remember w... |
| 62422 | Within the volume of which time I have seen |
| 62423 | Hours dreadful and things strange, but thi... |
| 62424 | Hath trifled former knowings. |
| 62425 | ROSS. Ah, good father, |
| 62426 | Thou seest the heavens, as troubled with m... |
| 62427 | Threaten his bloody stage. By the clock 't... |
| 62428 | And yet dark night strangles the traveling... |
| 62429 | Is't night's predominance, or the day's sh... |
| 62430 | That darkness does the face of earth entomb, |
| 62431 | When living light should kiss it? |
| 62432 | OLD MAN. 'Tis unnatural, |
| 62433 | Even like the deed that's done. On Tuesday... |
| 62434 | A falcon towering in her pride of place |
| 62435 | Was by a mousing owl hawk'd at and kill'd. |
| 62436 | ROSS. And Duncan's horses-a thing most stran... |
| 62437 | Beauteous and swift, the minions of their ... |
| 62438 | Turn'd wild in nature, broke their stalls,... |
| 62439 | Contending 'gainst obedience, as they woul... |
| 62440 | War with mankind. |
| 62441 | OLD MAN. 'Tis said they eat each other. |
| 62442 | ROSS. They did so, to the amazement of mine ... |
| 62443 | That look'd upon't. |
| 62444 | Enter Macduff. |
| 62445 | Here comes the good Macduff. |
| 62446 | How goes the world, sir, now? |
| 62447 | MACDUFF. Why, see you not? |
| 62448 | ROSS. Is't known who did this more than bloo... |
| 62449 | MACDUFF. Those that Macbeth hath slain. |
| 62450 | ROSS. Alas, the day! |
| 62451 | What good could they pretend? |
| 62452 | MACDUFF. They were suborn'd: |
| 62453 | Malcolm and Donalbain, the King's two sons, |
| 62454 | Are stol'n away and fled, which puts upon ... |
| 62455 | Suspicion of the deed. |
| 62456 | ROSS. 'Gainst nature still! |
| 62457 | Thriftless ambition, that wilt ravin up |
| 62458 | Thine own life's means! Then 'tis most like |
| 62459 | The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth. |
| 62460 | MACDUFF. He is already named, and gone to Scone |
| 62461 | To be invested. |
| 62462 | ROSS. Where is Duncan's body? |
| 62463 | MACDUFF. Carried to Colmekill, |
| 62464 | The sacred storehouse of his predecessors |
| 62465 | And guardian of their bones. |
| 62466 | ROSS. Will you to Scone? |
| 62467 | MACDUFF. No, cousin, I'll to Fife. |
| 62468 | ROSS. Well, I will thither. |
| 62469 | MACDUFF. Well, may you see things well done ... |
| 62470 | Adieu, |
| 62471 | Lest our old robes sit easier than our new! |
| 62472 | ROSS. Farewell, father. |
| 62473 | OLD MAN. God's benison go with you and with ... |
| 62474 | That would make good of bad and friends of... |
| 62475 | ... |
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| 62484 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 62485 | Forres. The palace. |
| 62486 | Enter Banquo. |
| 62487 | BANQUO. Thou hast it now: King, Cawdor, Glam... |
| 62488 | As the weird women promised, and I fear |
| 62489 | Thou play'dst most foully for't; yet it wa... |
| 62490 | It should not stand in thy posterity, |
| 62491 | But that myself should be the root and father |
| 62492 | Of many kings. If there come truth from them |
| 62493 | (As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine) |
| 62494 | Why, by the verities on thee made good, |
| 62495 | May they not be my oracles as well |
| 62496 | And set me up in hope? But hush, no more. |
| 62497 | Sennet sounds. Enter Macbeth as King, La... |
| 62498 | as Queen, Lennox, Ross, Lords, Ladies, and... |
| 62499 | MACBETH. Here's our chief guest. |
| 62500 | LADY MACBETH. If he had been forgotten, |
| 62501 | It had been as a gap in our great feast |
| 62502 | And all thing unbecoming. |
| 62503 | MACBETH. Tonight we hold a solemn supper, sir, |
| 62504 | And I'll request your presence. |
| 62505 | BANQUO. Let your Highness |
| 62506 | Command upon me, to the which my duties |
| 62507 | Are with a most indissoluble tie |
| 62508 | Forever knit. |
| 62509 | MACBETH. Ride you this afternoon? |
| 62510 | BANQUO. Ay, my good lord. |
| 62511 | MACBETH. We should have else desired your go... |
| 62512 | Which still hath been both grave and prosp... |
| 62513 | In this day's council; but we'll take tomo... |
| 62514 | Is't far you ride'! |
| 62515 | BANQUO. As far, my lord, as will fill up the... |
| 62516 | 'Twixt this and supper. Go not my horse th... |
| 62517 | I must become a borrower of the night |
| 62518 | For a dark hour or twain. |
| 62519 | MACBETH. Fail not our feast. |
| 62520 | BANQUO. My lord, I will not. |
| 62521 | MACBETH. We hear our bloody cousins are best... |
| 62522 | In England and in Ireland, not confessing |
| 62523 | Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers |
| 62524 | With strange invention. But of that tomorrow, |
| 62525 | When therewithal we shall have cause of state |
| 62526 | Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse; adieu, |
| 62527 | Till you return at night. Goes Fleance wit... |
| 62528 | BANQUO. Ay, my good lord. Our time does call... |
| 62529 | MACBETH. I wish your horses swift and sure o... |
| 62530 | And so I do commend you to their backs. |
| 62531 | Farewell. ... |
| 62532 | Let every man be master of his time |
| 62533 | Till seven at night; to make society |
| 62534 | The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself |
| 62535 | Till supper time alone. While then, God be... |
| 62536 | Exeunt all but Macbeth... |
| 62537 | Sirrah, a word with you. Attend those men |
| 62538 | Our pleasure? |
| 62539 | ATTENDANT. They are, my lord, without the pa... |
| 62540 | MACBETH. Bring them before us. ... |
| 62541 | To be thus is nothing, |
| 62542 | But to be safely thus. Our fears in Banquo. |
| 62543 | Stick deep, and in his royalty of nature |
| 62544 | Reigns that which would be fear'd. 'Tis mu... |
| 62545 | And, to that dauntless temper of his mind, |
| 62546 | He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valor |
| 62547 | To act in safety. There is none but he |
| 62548 | Whose being I do fear; and under him |
| 62549 | My genius is rebuked, as it is said |
| 62550 | Mark Antony's was by Caesar. He chid the s... |
| 62551 | When first they put the name of King upon me |
| 62552 | And bade them speak to him; then prophet-like |
| 62553 | They hail'd him father to a line of kings. |
| 62554 | Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown |
| 62555 | And put a barren sceptre in my gripe, |
| 62556 | Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand, |
| 62557 | No son of mine succeeding. If't be so, |
| 62558 | For Banquo's issue have I filed my mind, |
| 62559 | For them the gracious Duncan have I murthe... |
| 62560 | Put rancors in the vessel of my peace |
| 62561 | Only for them, and mine eternal jewel |
| 62562 | Given to the common enemy of man, |
| 62563 | To make them kings -the seed of Banquo kings! |
| 62564 | Rather than so, come, Fate, into the list, |
| 62565 | And champion me to the utterance! Who's th... |
| 62566 | Re-enter Attendant, with two Murtherers. |
| 62567 | Now go to the door, and stay there till we... |
| 62568 | ... |
| 62569 | Was it not yesterday we spoke together? |
| 62570 | FIRST MURTHERER. It was, so please your High... |
| 62571 | MACBETH. Well then, now |
| 62572 | Have you consider'd of my speeches? Know |
| 62573 | That it was he in the times past which hel... |
| 62574 | So under fortune, which you thought had been |
| 62575 | Our innocent self? This I made good to you |
| 62576 | In our last conference, pass'd in probatio... |
| 62577 | How you were borne in hand, how cross'd, t... |
| 62578 | Who wrought with them, and all things else... |
| 62579 | To half a soul and to a notion crazed |
| 62580 | Say, "Thus did Banquo." |
| 62581 | FIRST MURTHERER. You made it known to us. |
| 62582 | MACBETH. I did so, and went further, which i... |
| 62583 | Our point of second meeting. Do you find |
| 62584 | Your patience so predominant in your nature, |
| 62585 | That you can let this go? Are you so gospe... |
| 62586 | To pray for this good man and for his issue, |
| 62587 | Whose heavy hand hath bow'd you to the grave |
| 62588 | And beggar'd yours forever? |
| 62589 | FIRST MURTHERER. We are men, my liege. |
| 62590 | MACBETH. Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men, |
| 62591 | As hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spanie... |
| 62592 | Shoughs, waterrugs, and demi-wolves are clept |
| 62593 | All by the name of dogs. The valued file |
| 62594 | Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the sub... |
| 62595 | The housekeeper, the hunter, every one |
| 62596 | According to the gift which bounteous nature |
| 62597 | Hath in him closed, whereby he does receive |
| 62598 | Particular addition, from the bill |
| 62599 | That writes them all alike; and so of men. |
| 62600 | Now if you have a station in the file, |
| 62601 | Not i' the worst rank of manhood, say it, |
| 62602 | And I will put that business in your bosoms |
| 62603 | Whose execution takes your enemy off, |
| 62604 | Grapples you to the heart and love of us, |
| 62605 | Who wear our health but sickly in his life, |
| 62606 | Which in his death were perfect. |
| 62607 | SECOND MURTHERER. I am one, my liege, |
| 62608 | Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world |
| 62609 | Have so incensed that I am reckless what |
| 62610 | I do to spite the world. |
| 62611 | FIRST MURTHERER. And I another |
| 62612 | So weary with disasters, tugg'd with fortune, |
| 62613 | That I would set my life on any chance, |
| 62614 | To mend it or be rid on't. |
| 62615 | MACBETH. Both of you |
| 62616 | Know Banquo was your enemy. |
| 62617 | BOTH MURTHERERS. True, my lord. |
| 62618 | MACBETH. So is he mine, and in such bloody d... |
| 62619 | That every minute of his being thrusts |
| 62620 | Against my near'st of life; and though I c... |
| 62621 | With barefaced power sweep him from my sight |
| 62622 | And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not, |
| 62623 | For certain friends that are both his and ... |
| 62624 | Whose loves I may not drop, but wail his fall |
| 62625 | Who I myself struck down. And thence it is |
| 62626 | That I to your assistance do make love, |
| 62627 | Masking the business from the common eye |
| 62628 | For sundry weighty reasons. |
| 62629 | SECOND MURTHERER. We shall, my lord, |
| 62630 | Perform what you command us. |
| 62631 | FIRST MURTHERER. Though our lives- |
| 62632 | MACBETH. Your spirits shine through you. Wit... |
| 62633 | I will advise you where to plant yourselves, |
| 62634 | Acquaint you with the perfect spy o' the t... |
| 62635 | The moment on't; fort must be done tonight |
| 62636 | And something from the palace (always thought |
| 62637 | That I require a clearness); and with him- |
| 62638 | To leave no rubs nor botches in the work- |
| 62639 | Fleance his son, that keeps him company, |
| 62640 | Whose absence is no less material to me |
| 62641 | Than is his father's, must embrace the fate |
| 62642 | Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart; |
| 62643 | I'll come to you anon. |
| 62644 | BOTH MURTHERERS. We are resolved, my lord. |
| 62645 | MACBETH. I'll call upon you straight. Abide ... |
| 62646 | ... |
| 62647 | It is concluded: Banquo, thy soul's flight, |
| 62648 | If it find heaven, must find it out tonigh... |
| 62649 | SCENE II. |
| 62650 | The palace. |
| 62651 | Enter Lady Macbeth and a Servant. |
| 62652 | LADY MACBETH. Is Banquo gone from court? |
| 62653 | SERVANT. Ay, madam, but returns again tonight. |
| 62654 | LADY MACBETH. Say to the King I would attend... |
| 62655 | For a few words. |
| 62656 | SERVANT. Madam, I will. ... |
| 62657 | LADY MACBETH. Nought's had, all's spent, |
| 62658 | Where our desire is got without content. |
| 62659 | 'Tis safer to be that which we destroy |
| 62660 | Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy. |
| 62661 | Enter Macbeth. |
| 62662 | How now, my lord? Why do you keep alone, |
| 62663 | Of sorriest fancies your companions making, |
| 62664 | Using those thoughts which should indeed h... |
| 62665 | With them they think on? Things without al... |
| 62666 | Should be without regard. What's done is d... |
| 62667 | MACBETH. We have scotch'd the snake, not kil... |
| 62668 | She'll close and be herself, whilst our po... |
| 62669 | Remains in danger of her former tooth. |
| 62670 | But let the frame of things disjoint, both... |
| 62671 | Ere we will eat our meal in fear and sleep |
| 62672 | In the affliction of these terrible dreams |
| 62673 | That shake us nightly. Better be with the ... |
| 62674 | Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to p... |
| 62675 | Than on the torture of the mind to lie |
| 62676 | In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave; |
| 62677 | After life's fitful fever he sleeps well. |
| 62678 | Treason has done his worst; nor steel, nor... |
| 62679 | Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing, |
| 62680 | Can touch him further. |
| 62681 | LADY MACBETH. Come on, |
| 62682 | Gentle my lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks; |
| 62683 | Be bright and jovial among your guests ton... |
| 62684 | MACBETH. So shall I, love, and so, I pray, b... |
| 62685 | Let your remembrance apply to Banquo; |
| 62686 | Present him eminence, both with eye and to... |
| 62687 | Unsafe the while, that we |
| 62688 | Must lave our honors in these flattering s... |
| 62689 | And make our faces vizards to our hearts, |
| 62690 | Disguising what they are. |
| 62691 | LADY MACBETH. You must leave this. |
| 62692 | MACBETH. O, full of scorpions is my mind, de... |
| 62693 | Thou know'st that Banquo and his Fleance l... |
| 62694 | LADY MACBETH. But in them nature's copy's no... |
| 62695 | MACBETH. There's comfort yet; they are assai... |
| 62696 | Then be thou jocund. Ere the bat hath flown |
| 62697 | His cloister'd flight, ere to black Hecate... |
| 62698 | The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums |
| 62699 | Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shal... |
| 62700 | A deed of dreadful note. |
| 62701 | LADY MACBETH. What's to be done? |
| 62702 | MACBETH. Be innocent of the knowledge, deare... |
| 62703 | Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling ... |
| 62704 | Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day, |
| 62705 | And with thy bloody and invisible hand |
| 62706 | Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond |
| 62707 | Which keeps me pale! Light thickens, and t... |
| 62708 | Makes wing to the rooky wood; |
| 62709 | Good things of day begin to droop and drowse, |
| 62710 | Whiles night's black agents to their preys... |
| 62711 | Thou marvel'st at my words, but hold thee ... |
| 62712 | Things bad begun make strong themselves by... |
| 62713 | So, prithee, go with me. ... |
| 62714 | SCENE III. |
| 62715 | A park near the palace. |
| 62716 | Enter three Murtherers. |
| 62717 | FIRST MURTHERER. But who did bid thee join w... |
| 62718 | THIRD MURTHERER. Macbeth. |
| 62719 | SECOND MURTHERER. He needs not our mistrust,... |
| 62720 | Our offices and what we have to do |
| 62721 | To the direction just. |
| 62722 | FIRST MURTHERER. Then stand with us. |
| 62723 | The west yet glimmers with some streaks of... |
| 62724 | Now spurs the lated traveler apace |
| 62725 | To gain the timely inn, and near approaches |
| 62726 | The subject of our watch. |
| 62727 | THIRD MURTHERER. Hark! I hear horses. |
| 62728 | BANQUO. [Within.] Give us a light there, ho! |
| 62729 | SECOND MURTHERER. Then 'tis he; the rest |
| 62730 | That are within the note of expectation |
| 62731 | Already are i' the court. |
| 62732 | FIRST MURTHERER. His horses go about. |
| 62733 | THIRD MURTHERER. Almost a mile, but he does ... |
| 62734 | So all men do -from hence to the palace gate |
| 62735 | Make it their walk. |
| 62736 | SECOND MURTHERER. A light, a light! |
| 62737 | Enter Banquo, and Fleance with a... |
| 62738 | THIRD MURTHERER. 'Tis he. |
| 62739 | FIRST MURTHERER. Stand to't. |
| 62740 | BANQUO. It will be rain tonight. |
| 62741 | FIRST MURTHERER. Let it come down. |
| 62742 | The... |
| 62743 | BANQUO. O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly... |
| 62744 | Thou mayst revenge. O slave! Dies... |
| 62745 | THIRD MURTHERER. Who did strike out the light? |
| 62746 | FIRST MURTHERER. Wast not the way? |
| 62747 | THIRD MURTHERER. There's but one down; the s... |
| 62748 | SECOND MURTHERER. We have lost |
| 62749 | Best half of our affair. |
| 62750 | FIRST MURTHERER. Well, let's away and say ho... |
| 62751 | ... |
| 62752 | SCENE IV. |
| 62753 | A Hall in the palace. A banquet prepared. |
| 62754 | Enter Macbeth, Lady Macbeth, Ross, Lennox, Lor... |
| 62755 | MACBETH. You know your own degrees; sit down... |
| 62756 | And last the hearty welcome. |
| 62757 | LORDS. Thanks to your Majesty. |
| 62758 | MACBETH. Ourself will mingle with society |
| 62759 | And play the humble host. |
| 62760 | Our hostess keeps her state, but in best time |
| 62761 | We will require her welcome. |
| 62762 | LADY MACBETH. Pronounce it for me, sir, to a... |
| 62763 | For my heart speaks they are welcome. |
| 62764 | Enter first Murtherer to the d... |
| 62765 | MACBETH. See, they encounter thee with their... |
| 62766 | Both sides are even; here I'll sit i' the ... |
| 62767 | Be large in mirth; anon we'll drink a measure |
| 62768 | The table round. [Approaches the door.] Th... |
| 62769 | face. |
| 62770 | MURTHERER. 'Tis Banquo's then. |
| 62771 | MACBETH. 'Tis better thee without than he wi... |
| 62772 | Is he dispatch'd? |
| 62773 | MURTHERER. My lord, his throat is cut; that ... |
| 62774 | MACBETH. Thou art the best o' the cut-throat... |
| 62775 | That did the like for Fleance. If thou did... |
| 62776 | Thou art the nonpareil. |
| 62777 | MURTHERER. Most royal sir, |
| 62778 | Fleance is 'scaped. |
| 62779 | MACBETH. [Aside.] Then comes my fit again. I... |
| 62780 | Whole as the marble, founded as the rock, |
| 62781 | As broad and general as the casing air; |
| 62782 | But now I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confin'd, b... |
| 62783 | To saucy doubts and fears -But Banquo's safe? |
| 62784 | MURTHERER. Ay, my good lord. Safe in a ditch... |
| 62785 | With twenty trenched gashes on his head, |
| 62786 | The least a death to nature. |
| 62787 | MACBETH. Thanks for that. |
| 62788 | There the grown serpent lies; the worm tha... |
| 62789 | Hath nature that in time will venom breed, |
| 62790 | No teeth for the present. Get thee gone. T... |
| 62791 | We'll hear ourselves again. |
| 62792 | ... |
| 62793 | LADY MACBETH. My royal lord, |
| 62794 | You do not give the cheer. The feast is sold |
| 62795 | That is not often vouch'd, while 'tis amak... |
| 62796 | 'Tis given with welcome. To feed were best... |
| 62797 | From thence the sauce to meat is ceremony; |
| 62798 | Meeting were bare without it. |
| 62799 | MACBETH. Sweet remembrancer! |
| 62800 | Now good digestion wait on appetite, |
| 62801 | And health on both! |
| 62802 | LENNOX. May't please your Highness sit. |
| 62803 | The Ghost of Banquo enters and sits in M... |
| 62804 | MACBETH. Here had we now our country's honor... |
| 62805 | Were the graced person of our Banquo present, |
| 62806 | Who may I rather challenge for unkindness |
| 62807 | Than pity for mischance! |
| 62808 | ROSS. His absence, sir, |
| 62809 | Lays blame upon his promise. Please't your... |
| 62810 | To grace us with your royal company? |
| 62811 | MACBETH. The table's full. |
| 62812 | LENNOX. Here is a place reserved, sir. |
| 62813 | MACBETH. Where? |
| 62814 | LENNOX. Here, my good lord. What is't that m... |
| 62815 | MACBETH. Which of you have done this? |
| 62816 | LORDS. What, my good lord? |
| 62817 | MACBETH. Thou canst not say I did it; never ... |
| 62818 | Thy gory locks at me. |
| 62819 | ROSS. Gentlemen, rise; his Highness is well. |
| 62820 | LADY MACBETH. Sit, worthy friends; my lord i... |
| 62821 | And hath been from his youth. Pray you, ke... |
| 62822 | The fit is momentary; upon a thought |
| 62823 | He will again be well. If much you note him, |
| 62824 | You shall offend him and extend his passion. |
| 62825 | Feed, and regard him not-Are you a man? |
| 62826 | MACBETH. Ay, and a bold one, that dare look ... |
| 62827 | Which might appal the devil. |
| 62828 | LADY MACBETH. O proper stuff! |
| 62829 | This is the very painting of your fear; |
| 62830 | This is the air-drawn dagger which you said |
| 62831 | Led you to Duncan. O, these flaws and starts, |
| 62832 | Impostors to true fear, would well become |
| 62833 | A woman's story at a winter's fire, |
| 62834 | Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself! |
| 62835 | Why do you make such faces? When all's done, |
| 62836 | You look but on a stool. |
| 62837 | MACBETH. Prithee, see there! Behold! Look! L... |
| 62838 | Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak... |
| 62839 | If charnel houses and our graves must send |
| 62840 | Those that we bury back, our monuments |
| 62841 | Shall be the maws of kites. ... |
| 62842 | LADY MACBETH. What, quite unmann'd in folly? |
| 62843 | MACBETH. If I stand here, I saw him. |
| 62844 | LADY MACBETH. Fie, for shame! |
| 62845 | MACBETH. Blood hath been shed ere now, i' th... |
| 62846 | Ere humane statute purged the gentle weal; |
| 62847 | Ay, and since too, murthers have been perf... |
| 62848 | Too terrible for the ear. The time has been, |
| 62849 | That, when the brains were out, the man wo... |
| 62850 | And there an end; but now they rise again, |
| 62851 | With twenty mortal murthers on their crowns, |
| 62852 | And push us from our stools. This is more ... |
| 62853 | Than such a murther is. |
| 62854 | LADY MACBETH. My worthy lord, |
| 62855 | Your noble friends do lack you. |
| 62856 | MACBETH. I do forget. |
| 62857 | Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends. |
| 62858 | I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing |
| 62859 | To those that know me. Come, love and heal... |
| 62860 | Then I'll sit down. Give me some wine, fil... |
| 62861 | I drink to the general joy o' the whole ta... |
| 62862 | And to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss. |
| 62863 | Would he were here! To all and him we thirst, |
| 62864 | And all to all. |
| 62865 | LORDS. Our duties and the pledge. |
| 62866 | Re-enter Ghost. |
| 62867 | MACBETH. Avaunt, and quit my sight! Let the ... |
| 62868 | Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold; |
| 62869 | Thou hast no speculation in those eyes |
| 62870 | Which thou dost glare with. |
| 62871 | LADY MACBETH. Think of this, good peers, |
| 62872 | But as a thing of custom. 'Tis no other, |
| 62873 | Only it spoils the pleasure of the time. |
| 62874 | MACBETH. What man dare, I dare. |
| 62875 | Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear, |
| 62876 | The arm'd rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger; |
| 62877 | Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves |
| 62878 | Shall never tremble. Or be alive again, |
| 62879 | And dare me to the desert with thy sword. |
| 62880 | If trembling I inhabit then, protest me |
| 62881 | The baby of a girl. Hence, horrible shadow! |
| 62882 | Unreal mockery, hence! ... |
| 62883 | Why, so, being gone, |
| 62884 | I am a man again. Pray you sit still. |
| 62885 | LADY MACBETH. You have displaced the mirth, ... |
| 62886 | With most admired disorder. |
| 62887 | MACBETH. Can such things be, |
| 62888 | And overcome us like a summer's cloud, |
| 62889 | Without our special wonder? You make me st... |
| 62890 | Even to the disposition that I owe |
| 62891 | When now I think you can behold such sights |
| 62892 | And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks |
| 62893 | When mine is blanch'd with fear. |
| 62894 | ROSS. What sights, my lord? |
| 62895 | LADY MACBETH. I pray you, speak not; he grow... |
| 62896 | Question enrages him. At once, good night. |
| 62897 | Stand not upon the order of your going, |
| 62898 | But go at once. |
| 62899 | LENNOX. Good night, and better health |
| 62900 | Attend his Majesty! |
| 62901 | LADY MACBETH. A kind good night to all! |
| 62902 | Exeunt all but Macbeth... |
| 62903 | MACBETH. will have blood; they say blood wil... |
| 62904 | Stones have been known to move and trees t... |
| 62905 | Augures and understood relations have |
| 62906 | By maggot pies and choughs and rooks broug... |
| 62907 | The secret'st man of blood. What is the ni... |
| 62908 | LADY MACBETH. Almost at odds with morning, w... |
| 62909 | MACBETH. How say'st thou, that Macduff denie... |
| 62910 | At our great bidding? |
| 62911 | LADY MACBETH. Did you send to him, sir? |
| 62912 | MACBETH. I hear it by the way, but I will send. |
| 62913 | There's not a one of them but in his house |
| 62914 | I keep a servant feed. I will tomorrow, |
| 62915 | And betimes I will, to the weird sisters. |
| 62916 | More shall they speak; for now I am bent t... |
| 62917 | By the worst means, the worst. For mine ow... |
| 62918 | All causes shall give way. I am in blood |
| 62919 | Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no m... |
| 62920 | Returning were as tedious as go o'er. |
| 62921 | Strange things I have in head that will to... |
| 62922 | Which must be acted ere they may be scann'd. |
| 62923 | LADY MACBETH. You lack the season of all nat... |
| 62924 | MACBETH. Come, we'll to sleep. My strange an... |
| 62925 | Is the initiate fear that wants hard use. |
| 62926 | We are yet but young in deed. ... |
| 62927 | SCENE V. |
| 62928 | A heath. Thunder. |
| 62929 | Enter the three Witches, meeting Hecate. |
| 62930 | FIRST WITCH. Why, how now, Hecate? You look ... |
| 62931 | HECATE. Have I not reason, beldams as you are, |
| 62932 | Saucy and overbold? How did you dare |
| 62933 | To trade and traffic with Macbeth |
| 62934 | In riddles and affairs of death, |
| 62935 | And I, the mistress of your charms, |
| 62936 | The close contriver of all harms, |
| 62937 | Was never call'd to bear my part, |
| 62938 | Or show the glory of our art? |
| 62939 | And, which is worse, all you have done |
| 62940 | Hath been but for a wayward son, |
| 62941 | Spiteful and wrathful, who, as others do, |
| 62942 | Loves for his own ends, not for you. |
| 62943 | But make amends now. Get you gone, |
| 62944 | And at the pit of Acheron |
| 62945 | Meet me i' the morning. Thither he |
| 62946 | Will come to know his destiny. |
| 62947 | Your vessels and your spells provide, |
| 62948 | Your charms and everything beside. |
| 62949 | I am for the air; this night I'll spend |
| 62950 | Unto a dismal and a fatal end. |
| 62951 | Great business must be wrought ere noon: |
| 62952 | Upon the corner of the moon |
| 62953 | There hangs a vaporous drop profound; |
| 62954 | I'll catch it ere it come to ground. |
| 62955 | And that distill'd by magic sleights |
| 62956 | Shall raise such artificial sprites |
| 62957 | As by the strength of their illusion |
| 62958 | Shall draw him on to his confusion. |
| 62959 | He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear |
| 62960 | His hopes 'bove wisdom, grace, and fear. |
| 62961 | And you all know security |
| 62962 | Is mortals' chiefest enemy. |
| 62963 | Music ... |
| 62964 | "Come... |
| 62965 | Hark! I am call'd; my little spirit, see, |
| 62966 | Sits in a foggy cloud and stays for me. ... |
| 62967 | FIRST WITCH. Come, let's make haste; she'll ... |
| 62968 | ... |
| 62969 | SCENE VI. |
| 62970 | Forres. The palace. |
| 62971 | Enter Lennox and another Lord. |
| 62972 | LENNOX. My former speeches have but hit your... |
| 62973 | Which can interpret farther; only I say |
| 62974 | Thing's have been strangely borne. The gra... |
| 62975 | Was pitied of Macbeth; marry, he was dead. |
| 62976 | And the right valiant Banquo walk'd too late, |
| 62977 | Whom, you may say, if't please you, Fleanc... |
| 62978 | For Fleance fled. Men must not walk too late. |
| 62979 | Who cannot want the thought, how monstrous |
| 62980 | It was for Malcolm and for Donalbain |
| 62981 | To kill their gracious father? Damned fact! |
| 62982 | How it did grieve Macbeth! Did he not stra... |
| 62983 | In pious rage, the two delinquents tear |
| 62984 | That were the slaves of drink and thralls ... |
| 62985 | Was not that nobly done? Ay, and wisely too, |
| 62986 | For 'twould have anger'd any heart alive |
| 62987 | To hear the men deny't. So that, I say, |
| 62988 | He has borne all things well; and I do thi... |
| 62989 | That, had he Duncan's sons under his key- |
| 62990 | As, an't please heaven, he shall not -they... |
| 62991 | What 'twere to kill a father; so should Fl... |
| 62992 | But, peace! For from broad words, and 'cau... |
| 62993 | His presence at the tyrant's feast, I hear, |
| 62994 | Macduff lives in disgrace. Sir, can you tell |
| 62995 | Where he bestows himself? |
| 62996 | LORD. The son of Duncan, |
| 62997 | From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth, |
| 62998 | Lives in the English court and is received |
| 62999 | Of the most pious Edward with such grace |
| 63000 | That the malevolence of fortune nothing |
| 63001 | Takes from his high respect. Thither Macduff |
| 63002 | Is gone to pray the holy King, upon his aid |
| 63003 | To wake Northumberland and warlike Siward; |
| 63004 | That by the help of these, with Him above |
| 63005 | To ratify the work, we may again |
| 63006 | Give to our tables meat, sleep to our nights, |
| 63007 | Free from our feasts and banquets bloody k... |
| 63008 | Do faithful homage, and receive free honor... |
| 63009 | All which we pine for now. And this report |
| 63010 | Hath so exasperate the King that he |
| 63011 | Prepares for some attempt of war. |
| 63012 | LENNOX. Sent he to Macduff? |
| 63013 | LORD. He did, and with an absolute "Sir, not... |
| 63014 | The cloudy messenger turns me his back, |
| 63015 | And hums, as who should say, "You'll rue t... |
| 63016 | That clogs me with this answer." |
| 63017 | LENNOX. And that well might |
| 63018 | Advise him to a caution, to hold what dist... |
| 63019 | His wisdom can provide. Some holy angel |
| 63020 | Fly to the court of England and unfold |
| 63021 | His message ere he come, that a swift bles... |
| 63022 | May soon return to this our suffering country |
| 63023 | Under a hand accursed! |
| 63024 | LORD. I'll send my prayers with him. |
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| 63034 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 63035 | A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron. T... |
| 63036 | Enter the three Witches. |
| 63037 | FIRST WITCH. Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd. |
| 63038 | SECOND WITCH. Thrice and once the hedge-pig ... |
| 63039 | THIRD WITCH. Harpier cries, "'Tis time, 'tis... |
| 63040 | FIRST WITCH. Round about the cauldron go; |
| 63041 | In the poison'd entrails throw. |
| 63042 | Toad, that under cold stone |
| 63043 | Days and nights has thirty-one |
| 63044 | Swelter'd venom sleeping got, |
| 63045 | Boil thou first i' the charmed pot. |
| 63046 | ALL. Double, double, toil and trouble; |
| 63047 | Fire burn and cauldron bubble. |
| 63048 | SECOND WITCH. Fillet of a fenny snake, |
| 63049 | In the cauldron boil and bake; |
| 63050 | Eye of newt and toe of frog, |
| 63051 | Wool of bat and tongue of dog, |
| 63052 | Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, |
| 63053 | Lizard's leg and howlet's wing, |
| 63054 | For a charm of powerful trouble, |
| 63055 | Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. |
| 63056 | ALL. Double, double, toil and trouble; |
| 63057 | Fire burn and cauldron bubble. |
| 63058 | THIRD WITCH. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, |
| 63059 | Witch's mummy, maw and gulf |
| 63060 | Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark, |
| 63061 | Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark, |
| 63062 | Liver of blaspheming Jew, |
| 63063 | Gall of goat and slips of yew |
| 63064 | Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse, |
| 63065 | Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips, |
| 63066 | Finger of birth-strangled babe |
| 63067 | Ditch-deliver'd by a drab, |
| 63068 | Make the gruel thick and slab. |
| 63069 | Add thereto a tiger's chawdron, |
| 63070 | For the ingredients of our cawdron. |
| 63071 | ALL. Double, double, toil and trouble; |
| 63072 | Fire burn and cauldron bubble. |
| 63073 | SECOND WITCH. Cool it with a baboon's blood, |
| 63074 | Then the charm is firm and good. |
| 63075 | Enter Hecate to the other three Wi... |
| 63076 | HECATE. O, well done! I commend your pains, |
| 63077 | And everyone shall share i' the gains. |
| 63078 | And now about the cauldron sing, |
| 63079 | Like elves and fairies in a ring, |
| 63080 | Enchanting all that you put in. |
| 63081 | Music and a song... |
| 63082 | ... |
| 63083 | SECOND WITCH. By the pricking of my thumbs, |
| 63084 | Something wicked this way comes. |
| 63085 | Open, locks, |
| 63086 | Whoever knocks! |
| 63087 | Enter Macbeth. |
| 63088 | MACBETH. How now, you secret, black, and mid... |
| 63089 | What is't you do? |
| 63090 | ALL. A deed without a name. |
| 63091 | MACBETH. I conjure you, by that which you pr... |
| 63092 | (Howeer you come to know it) answer me: |
| 63093 | Though you untie the winds and let them fight |
| 63094 | Against the churches, though the yesty waves |
| 63095 | Confound and swallow navigation up, |
| 63096 | Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blo... |
| 63097 | Though castles topple on their warders' he... |
| 63098 | Though palaces and pyramids do slope |
| 63099 | Their heads to their foundations, though t... |
| 63100 | Of nature's germaines tumble all together |
| 63101 | Even till destruction sicken, answer me |
| 63102 | To what I ask you. |
| 63103 | FIRST WITCH. Speak. |
| 63104 | SECOND WITCH. Demand. |
| 63105 | THIRD WITCH. We'll answer. |
| 63106 | FIRST WITCH. Say, if thou'dst rather hear it... |
| 63107 | Or from our masters'? |
| 63108 | MACBETH. Call 'em, let me see 'em. |
| 63109 | FIRST WITCH. Pour in sow's blood that hath e... |
| 63110 | Her nine farrow; grease that's sweaten |
| 63111 | From the murtherer's gibbet throw |
| 63112 | Into the flame. |
| 63113 | ALL. Come, high or low; |
| 63114 | Thyself and office deftly show! |
| 63115 | Thunder. First Apparition: an arme... |
| 63116 | MACBETH. Tell me, thou unknown power- |
| 63117 | FIRST WITCH. He knows thy thought: |
| 63118 | Hear his speech, but say thou nought. |
| 63119 | FIRST APPARITION. Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!... |
| 63120 | Beware the Thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough. |
| 63121 | ... |
| 63122 | MACBETH. Whate'er thou art, for thy good cau... |
| 63123 | Thou hast harp'd my fear aright. But one w... |
| 63124 | FIRST WITCH. He will not be commanded. Here'... |
| 63125 | More potent than the first. |
| 63126 | Thunder. Second Apparition: a bloody... |
| 63127 | SECOND APPARITION. Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! |
| 63128 | MACBETH. Had I three ears, I'd hear thee. |
| 63129 | SECOND APPARITION. Be bloody, bold, and reso... |
| 63130 | The power of man, for none of woman born |
| 63131 | Shall harm Macbeth. ... |
| 63132 | MACBETH. Then live, Macduff. What need I fea... |
| 63133 | But yet I'll make assurance double sure, |
| 63134 | And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live, |
| 63135 | That I may tell pale-hearted fear it lies, |
| 63136 | And sleep in spite of thunder. |
| 63137 | Thunder. Third Apparition: a Child crow... |
| 63138 | with a tree in his hand. |
| 63139 | What is this, |
| 63140 | That rises like the issue of a king, |
| 63141 | And wears upon his baby brow the round |
| 63142 | And top of sovereignty? |
| 63143 | ALL. Listen, but speak not to't. |
| 63144 | THIRD APPARITION. Be lion-mettled, proud, an... |
| 63145 | Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers... |
| 63146 | Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until |
| 63147 | Great Birnam Wood to high Dunsinane Hill |
| 63148 | Shall come against him. ... |
| 63149 | MACBETH. That will never be. |
| 63150 | Who can impress the forest, bid the tree |
| 63151 | Unfix his earth-bound root? Sweet bodement... |
| 63152 | Rebellion's head, rise never till the Wood |
| 63153 | Of Birnam rise, and our high-placed Macbeth |
| 63154 | Shall live the lease of nature, pay his br... |
| 63155 | To time and mortal custom. Yet my heart |
| 63156 | Throbs to know one thing: tell me, if your... |
| 63157 | Can tell so much, shall Banquo's issue ever |
| 63158 | Reign in this kingdom? |
| 63159 | ALL. Seek to know no more. |
| 63160 | MACBETH. I will be satisfied! Deny me this, |
| 63161 | And an eternal curse fall on you! Let me k... |
| 63162 | Why sinks that cauldron, and what noise is... |
| 63163 | ... |
| 63164 | FIRST WITCH. Show! |
| 63165 | SECOND WITCH. Show! |
| 63166 | THIRD. WITCH. Show! |
| 63167 | ALL. Show his eyes, and grieve his heart; |
| 63168 | Come like shadows, so depart! |
| 63169 | A show of eight Kings, the last with a gla... |
| 63170 | Banquo's Ghost following. |
| 63171 | MACBETH. Thou are too like the spirit of Ban... |
| 63172 | Thy crown does sear mine eyeballs. And thy... |
| 63173 | Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the fi... |
| 63174 | A third is like the former. Filthy hags! |
| 63175 | Why do you show me this? A fourth! Start, ... |
| 63176 | What, will the line stretch out to the cra... |
| 63177 | Another yet! A seventh! I'll see no more! |
| 63178 | And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass |
| 63179 | Which shows me many more; and some I see |
| 63180 | That twofold balls and treble sceptres carry. |
| 63181 | Horrible sight! Now I see 'tis true; |
| 63182 | For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon ... |
| 63183 | And points at them for his. What, is this so? |
| 63184 | FIRST WITCH. Ay, sir, all this is so. But why |
| 63185 | Stands Macbeth thus amazedly? |
| 63186 | Come,sisters, cheer we up his sprites, |
| 63187 | And show the best of our delights. |
| 63188 | I'll charm the air to give a sound, |
| 63189 | While you perform your antic round, |
| 63190 | That this great King may kindly say |
| 63191 | Our duties did his welcome pay. |
| 63192 | Music. The... |
| 63193 | then v... |
| 63194 | MACBETH. are they? Gone? Let this pernicious... |
| 63195 | Stand ay accursed in the calendar! |
| 63196 | Come in, without there! |
| 63197 | Enter Lennox. |
| 63198 | LENNOX. What's your Grace's will? |
| 63199 | MACBETH. Saw you the weird sisters? |
| 63200 | LENNOX. No, my lord. |
| 63201 | MACBETH. Came they not by you? |
| 63202 | LENNOX. No indeed, my lord. |
| 63203 | MACBETH. Infected be the 'air whereon they r... |
| 63204 | And damn'd all those that trust them! I di... |
| 63205 | The galloping of horse. Who wast came by? |
| 63206 | LENNOX. 'Tis two or three, my lord, that bri... |
| 63207 | Macduff is fled to England. |
| 63208 | MACBETH. Fled to England? |
| 63209 | LENNOX. Ay, my good lord. |
| 63210 | MACBETH. [Aside.] Time, thou anticipatest my... |
| 63211 | The flighty purpose never is o'ertook |
| 63212 | Unless the deed go with it. From this moment |
| 63213 | The very firstlings of my heart shall be |
| 63214 | The firstlings of my hand. And even now, |
| 63215 | To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thou... |
| 63216 | The castle of Macduff I will surprise, |
| 63217 | Seize upon Fife, give to the edge o' the s... |
| 63218 | His wife, his babes, and all unfortunate s... |
| 63219 | That trace him in his line. No boasting li... |
| 63220 | This deed I'll do before this purpose cool. |
| 63221 | But no more sights! -Where are these gentl... |
| 63222 | Come, bring me where they are. ... |
| 63223 | SCENE II. |
| 63224 | Fife. Macduff's castle. |
| 63225 | Enter Lady Macduff, her Son, and Ross. |
| 63226 | LADY MACDUFF. What had he done, to make him ... |
| 63227 | ROSS. You must have patience, madam. |
| 63228 | LADY MACDUFF. He had none; |
| 63229 | His flight was madness. When our actions d... |
| 63230 | Our fears do make us traitors. |
| 63231 | ROSS. You know not |
| 63232 | Whether it was his wisdom or his fear. |
| 63233 | LADY MACDUFF. Wisdom? To leave his wife, to ... |
| 63234 | His mansion, and his titles, in a place |
| 63235 | From whence himself does fly? He loves us ... |
| 63236 | He wants the natural touch; for the poor w... |
| 63237 | The most diminutive of birds, will fight, |
| 63238 | Her young ones in her nest, against the owl. |
| 63239 | All is the fear and nothing is the love; |
| 63240 | As little is the wisdom, where the flight |
| 63241 | So runs against all reason. |
| 63242 | ROSS. My dearest coz, |
| 63243 | I pray you, school yourself. But for your ... |
| 63244 | He is noble, wise, Judicious, and best knows |
| 63245 | The fits o' the season. I dare not speak m... |
| 63246 | But cruel are the times when we are traitors |
| 63247 | And do not know ourselves; when we hold rumor |
| 63248 | From what we fear, yet know not what we fear, |
| 63249 | But float upon a wild and violent sea |
| 63250 | Each way and move. I take my leave of you; |
| 63251 | Shall not be long but I'll be here again. |
| 63252 | Things at the worst will cease or else cli... |
| 63253 | To what they were before. My pretty cousin, |
| 63254 | Blessing upon you! |
| 63255 | LADY MACDUFF. Father'd he is, and yet he's f... |
| 63256 | ROSS. I am so much a fool, should I stay lon... |
| 63257 | It would be my disgrace and your discomfort. |
| 63258 | I take my leave at once. ... |
| 63259 | LADY MACDUFF. Sirrah, your father's dead. |
| 63260 | And what will you do now? How will you live? |
| 63261 | SON. As birds do, Mother. |
| 63262 | LADY MACDUFF. What, with worms and flies? |
| 63263 | SON. With what I get, I mean; and so do they. |
| 63264 | LADY MACDUFF. Poor bird! Thou'ldst never fea... |
| 63265 | The pitfall nor the gin. |
| 63266 | SON. Why should I, Mother? Poor birds they a... |
| 63267 | My father is not dead, for all your saying. |
| 63268 | LADY MACDUFF. Yes, he is dead. How wilt thou... |
| 63269 | SON. Nay, how will you do for a husband? |
| 63270 | LADY MACDUFF. Why, I can buy me twenty at an... |
| 63271 | SON. Then you'll buy 'em to sell again. |
| 63272 | LADY MACDUFF. Thou speak'st with all thy wit... |
| 63273 | With wit enough for thee. |
| 63274 | SON. Was my father a traitor, Mother? |
| 63275 | LADY MACDUFF. Ay, that he was. |
| 63276 | SON. What is a traitor? |
| 63277 | LADY MACDUFF. Why one that swears and lies. |
| 63278 | SON. And be all traitors that do so? |
| 63279 | LADY MACDUFF. Everyone that does so is a tra... |
| 63280 | hanged. |
| 63281 | SON. And must they all be hanged that swear ... |
| 63282 | LADY MACDUFF. Everyone. |
| 63283 | SON. Who must hang them? |
| 63284 | LADY MACDUFF. Why, the honest men. |
| 63285 | SON. Then the liars and swearers are fools, ... |
| 63286 | swearers enow to beat the honest men and h... |
| 63287 | LADY MACDUFF. Now, God help thee, poor monke... |
| 63288 | for a father? |
| 63289 | SON. If he were dead, you'ld weep for him; i... |
| 63290 | were a good sign that I should quickly hav... |
| 63291 | LADY MACDUFF. Poor prattler, how thou talk'st! |
| 63292 | Enter a Messenger. |
| 63293 | MESSENGER. Bless you, fair dame! I am not to... |
| 63294 | Though in your state of honor I am perfect. |
| 63295 | I doubt some danger does approach you nearly. |
| 63296 | If you will take a homely man's advice, |
| 63297 | Be not found here; hence, with your little... |
| 63298 | To fright you thus, methinks I am too savage; |
| 63299 | To do worse to you were fell cruelty, |
| 63300 | Which is too nigh your person. Heaven pres... |
| 63301 | I dare abide no longer. ... |
| 63302 | LADY MACDUFF. Whither should I fly? |
| 63303 | I have done no harm. But I remember now |
| 63304 | I am in this earthly world, where to do harm |
| 63305 | Is often laudable, to do good sometime |
| 63306 | Accounted dangerous folly. Why then, alas, |
| 63307 | Do I put up that womanly defense, |
| 63308 | To say I have done no harm -What are these... |
| 63309 | Enter Murtherers. |
| 63310 | FIRST MURTHERER. Where is your husband? |
| 63311 | LADY MACDUFF. I hope, in no place so unsanct... |
| 63312 | Where such as thou mayst find him. |
| 63313 | FIRST MURTHERER. He's a traitor. |
| 63314 | SON. Thou liest, thou shag-ear'd villain! |
| 63315 | FIRST MURTHERER. What, you egg! |
| 63316 | ... |
| 63317 | Young fry of treachery! |
| 63318 | SON. He has kill'd me, Mother. |
| 63319 | Run away, I pray you! ... |
| 63320 | Exit Lady Macduff,... |
| 63321 | Exeunt Murthere... |
| 63322 | SCENE III. |
| 63323 | England. Before the King's palace. |
| 63324 | Enter Malcolm and Macduff. |
| 63325 | MALCOLM. Let us seek out some desolate shade... |
| 63326 | Weep our sad bosoms empty. |
| 63327 | MACDUFF. Let us rather |
| 63328 | Hold fast the mortal sword, and like good men |
| 63329 | Bestride our downfall'n birthdom. Each new... |
| 63330 | New widows howl, new orphans cry, new sorrows |
| 63331 | Strike heaven on the face, that it resounds |
| 63332 | As if it felt with Scotland and yell'd out |
| 63333 | Like syllable of dolor. |
| 63334 | MALCOLM. What I believe, I'll wall; |
| 63335 | What know, believe; and what I can redress, |
| 63336 | As I shall find the time to friend, I will. |
| 63337 | What you have spoke, it may be so perchance. |
| 63338 | This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our ... |
| 63339 | Was once thought honest. You have loved hi... |
| 63340 | He hath not touch'd you yet. I am young, b... |
| 63341 | You may deserve of him through me, and wis... |
| 63342 | To offer up a weak, poor, innocent lamb |
| 63343 | To appease an angry god. |
| 63344 | MACDUFF. I am not treacherous. |
| 63345 | MALCOLM. But Macbeth is. |
| 63346 | A good and virtuous nature may recoil |
| 63347 | In an imperial charge. But I shall crave y... |
| 63348 | That which you are, my thoughts cannot tra... |
| 63349 | Angels are bright still, though the bright... |
| 63350 | Though all things foul would wear the brow... |
| 63351 | Yet grace must still look so. |
| 63352 | MACDUFF. I have lost my hopes. |
| 63353 | MALCOLM. Perchance even there where I did fi... |
| 63354 | Why in that rawness left you wife and child, |
| 63355 | Those precious motives, those strong knots... |
| 63356 | Without leave-taking? I pray you, |
| 63357 | Let not my jealousies be your dishonors, |
| 63358 | But mine own safeties. You may be rightly ... |
| 63359 | Whatever I shall think. |
| 63360 | MACDUFF. Bleed, bleed, poor country! |
| 63361 | Great tyranny, lay thou thy basis sure, |
| 63362 | For goodness dare not check thee. Wear tho... |
| 63363 | The title is affeer'd. Fare thee well, lord. |
| 63364 | I would not be the villain that thou think'st |
| 63365 | For the whole space that's in the tyrant's... |
| 63366 | And the rich East to boot. |
| 63367 | MALCOLM. Be not offended; |
| 63368 | I speak not as in absolute fear of you. |
| 63369 | I think our country sinks beneath the yoke; |
| 63370 | It weeps, it bleeds, and each new day a gash |
| 63371 | Is added to her wounds. I think withal |
| 63372 | There would be hands uplifted in my right; |
| 63373 | And here from gracious England have I offer |
| 63374 | Of goodly thousands. But for all this, |
| 63375 | When I shall tread upon the tyrant's head, |
| 63376 | Or wear it on my sword, yet my poor country |
| 63377 | Shall have more vices than it had before, |
| 63378 | More suffer and more sundry ways than ever, |
| 63379 | By him that shall succeed. |
| 63380 | MACDUFF. What should he be? |
| 63381 | MALCOLM. It is myself I mean, in whom I know |
| 63382 | All the particulars of vice so grafted |
| 63383 | That, when they shall be open'd, black Mac... |
| 63384 | Will seem as pure as snow, and the poor state |
| 63385 | Esteem him as a lamb, being compared |
| 63386 | With my confineless harms. |
| 63387 | MACDUFF. Not in the legions |
| 63388 | Of horrid hell can come a devil more damn'd |
| 63389 | In evils to top Macbeth. |
| 63390 | MALCOLM. I grant him bloody, |
| 63391 | Luxurious, avaricious, false, deceitful, |
| 63392 | Sudden, malicious, smacking of every sin |
| 63393 | That has a name. But there's no bottom, none, |
| 63394 | In my voluptuousness. Your wives, your dau... |
| 63395 | Your matrons, and your maids could not fil... |
| 63396 | The cestern of my lust, and my desire |
| 63397 | All continent impediments would o'erbear |
| 63398 | That did oppose my will. Better Macbeth |
| 63399 | Than such an one to reign. |
| 63400 | MACDUFF. Boundless intemperance |
| 63401 | In nature is a tyranny; it hath been |
| 63402 | The untimely emptying of the happy throne, |
| 63403 | And fall of many kings. But fear not yet |
| 63404 | To take upon you what is yours. You may |
| 63405 | Convey your pleasures in a spacious plenty |
| 63406 | And yet seem cold, the time you may so hoo... |
| 63407 | We have willing dames enough; there cannot be |
| 63408 | That vulture in you to devour so many |
| 63409 | As will to greatness dedicate themselves, |
| 63410 | Finding it so inclined. |
| 63411 | MALCOLM. With this there grows |
| 63412 | In my most ill-composed affection such |
| 63413 | A stanchless avarice that, were I King, |
| 63414 | I should cut off the nobles for their lands, |
| 63415 | Desire his jewels and this other's house, |
| 63416 | And my more-having would be as a sauce |
| 63417 | To make me hunger more, that I should forge |
| 63418 | Quarrels unjust against the good and loyal, |
| 63419 | Destroying them for wealth. |
| 63420 | MACDUFF. This avarice |
| 63421 | Sticks deeper, grows with more pernicious ... |
| 63422 | Than summer-seeming lust, and it hath been |
| 63423 | The sword of our slain kings. Yet do not f... |
| 63424 | Scotland hath foisons to fill up your will |
| 63425 | Of your mere own. All these are portable, |
| 63426 | With other graces weigh'd. |
| 63427 | MALCOLM. But I have none. The king-becoming ... |
| 63428 | As justice, verity, temperance, stableness, |
| 63429 | Bounty, perseverance, mercy, lowliness, |
| 63430 | Devotion, patience, courage, fortitude, |
| 63431 | I have no relish of them, but abound |
| 63432 | In the division of each several crime, |
| 63433 | Acting it many ways. Nay, had I power, I s... |
| 63434 | Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell, |
| 63435 | Uproar the universal peace, confound |
| 63436 | All unity on earth. |
| 63437 | MACDUFF. O Scotland, Scotland! |
| 63438 | MALCOLM. If such a one be fit to govern, speak. |
| 63439 | I am as I have spoken. |
| 63440 | MACDUFF. Fit to govern? |
| 63441 | No, not to live. O nation miserable! |
| 63442 | With an untitled tyrant bloody-scepter'd, |
| 63443 | When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again, |
| 63444 | Since that the truest issue of thy throne |
| 63445 | By his own interdiction stands accursed |
| 63446 | And does blaspheme his breed? Thy royal fa... |
| 63447 | Was a most sainted king; the queen that bo... |
| 63448 | Oftener upon her knees than on her feet, |
| 63449 | Died every day she lived. Fare thee well! |
| 63450 | These evils thou repeat'st upon thyself |
| 63451 | Have banish'd me from Scotland. O my breast, |
| 63452 | Thy hope ends here! |
| 63453 | MALCOLM. Macduff, this noble passion, |
| 63454 | Child of integrity, hath from my soul |
| 63455 | Wiped the black scruples, reconciled my th... |
| 63456 | To thy good truth and honor. Devilish Macbeth |
| 63457 | By many of these trains hath sought to win me |
| 63458 | Into his power, and modest wisdom plucks me |
| 63459 | From over-credulous haste. But God above |
| 63460 | Deal between thee and me! For even now |
| 63461 | I put myself to thy direction and |
| 63462 | Unspeak mine own detraction; here abjure |
| 63463 | The taints and blames I laid upon myself, |
| 63464 | For strangers to my nature. I am yet |
| 63465 | Unknown to woman, never was forsworn, |
| 63466 | Scarcely have coveted what was mine own, |
| 63467 | At no time broke my faith, would not betray |
| 63468 | The devil to his fellow, and delight |
| 63469 | No less in truth than life. My first false... |
| 63470 | Was this upon myself. What I am truly |
| 63471 | Is thine and my poor country's to command. |
| 63472 | Whither indeed, before thy here-approach, |
| 63473 | Old Siward, with ten thousand warlike men |
| 63474 | Already at a point, was setting forth. |
| 63475 | Now we'll together, and the chance of good... |
| 63476 | Be like our warranted quarrel! Why are you... |
| 63477 | MACDUFF. Such welcome and unwelcome things a... |
| 63478 | 'Tis hard to reconcile. |
| 63479 | Enter a Doctor. |
| 63480 | MALCOLM. Well, more anon. Comes the King for... |
| 63481 | DOCTOR. Ay, sir, there are a crew of wretche... |
| 63482 | That stay his cure. Their malady convinces |
| 63483 | The great assay of art, but at his touch, |
| 63484 | Such sanctity hath heaven given his hand, |
| 63485 | They presently amend. |
| 63486 | MALCOLM. I thank you, Doctor. ... |
| 63487 | MACDUFF. What's the disease he means? |
| 63488 | MALCOLM. 'Tis call'd the evil: |
| 63489 | A most miraculous work in this good King, |
| 63490 | Which often, since my here-remain in England, |
| 63491 | I have seen him do. How he solicits heaven, |
| 63492 | Himself best knows; but strangely-visited ... |
| 63493 | All swol'n and ulcerous, pitiful to the eye, |
| 63494 | The mere despair of surgery, he cures, |
| 63495 | Hanging a golden stamp about their necks |
| 63496 | Put on with holy prayers; and 'tis spoken, |
| 63497 | To the succeeding royalty he leaves |
| 63498 | The healing benediction. With this strange... |
| 63499 | He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy, |
| 63500 | And sundry blessings hang about his throne |
| 63501 | That speak him full of grace. |
| 63502 | Enter Ross. |
| 63503 | MACDUFF. See, who comes here? |
| 63504 | MALCOLM. My countryman, but yet I know him not. |
| 63505 | MACDUFF. My ever gentle cousin, welcome hither. |
| 63506 | MALCOLM. I know him now. Good God, betimes r... |
| 63507 | The means that makes us strangers! |
| 63508 | ROSS. Sir, amen. |
| 63509 | MACDUFF. Stands Scotland where it did? |
| 63510 | ROSS. Alas, poor country, |
| 63511 | Almost afraid to know itself! It cannot |
| 63512 | Be call'd our mother, but our grave. Where... |
| 63513 | But who knows nothing, is once seen to smile; |
| 63514 | Where sighs and groans and shrieks that re... |
| 63515 | Are made, not mark'd; where violent sorrow... |
| 63516 | A modern ecstasy. The dead man's knell |
| 63517 | Is there scarce ask'd for who, and good me... |
| 63518 | Expire before the flowers in their caps, |
| 63519 | Dying or ere they sicken. |
| 63520 | MACDUFF. O, relation |
| 63521 | Too nice, and yet too true! |
| 63522 | MALCOLM. What's the newest grief? |
| 63523 | ROSS. That of an hour's age doth hiss the sp... |
| 63524 | Each minute teems a new one. |
| 63525 | MACDUFF. How does my wife? |
| 63526 | ROSS. Why, well. |
| 63527 | MACDUFF. And all my children? |
| 63528 | ROSS. Well too. |
| 63529 | MACDUFF. The tyrant has not batter'd at thei... |
| 63530 | ROSS. No, they were well at peace when I did... |
| 63531 | MACDUFF. Be not a niggard of your speech. Ho... |
| 63532 | ROSS. When I came hither to transport the ti... |
| 63533 | Which I have heavily borne, there ran a rumor |
| 63534 | Of many worthy fellows that were out, |
| 63535 | Which was to my belief witness'd the rather, |
| 63536 | For that I saw the tyrant's power afoot. |
| 63537 | Now is the time of help; your eye in Scotl... |
| 63538 | Would create soldiers, make our women fight, |
| 63539 | To doff their dire distresses. |
| 63540 | MALCOLM. Be't their comfort |
| 63541 | We are coming thither. Gracious England hath |
| 63542 | Lent us good Siward and ten thousand men; |
| 63543 | An older and a better soldier none |
| 63544 | That Christendom gives out. |
| 63545 | ROSS. Would I could answer |
| 63546 | This comfort with the like! But I have words |
| 63547 | That would be howl'd out in the desert air, |
| 63548 | Where hearing should not latch them. |
| 63549 | MACDUFF. What concern they? |
| 63550 | The general cause? Or is it a fee-grief |
| 63551 | Due to some single breast? |
| 63552 | ROSS. No mind that's honest |
| 63553 | But in it shares some woe, though the main... |
| 63554 | Pertains to you alone. |
| 63555 | MACDUFF. If it be mine, |
| 63556 | Keep it not from me, quickly let me have it. |
| 63557 | ROSS. Let not your ears despise my tongue fo... |
| 63558 | Which shall possess them with the heaviest... |
| 63559 | That ever yet they heard. |
| 63560 | MACDUFF. Humh! I guess at it. |
| 63561 | ROSS. Your castle is surprised; your wife an... |
| 63562 | Savagely slaughter'd. To relate the manner |
| 63563 | Were, on the quarry of these murther'd deer, |
| 63564 | To add the death of you. |
| 63565 | MALCOLM. Merciful heaven! |
| 63566 | What, man! Neer pull your hat upon your br... |
| 63567 | Give sorrow words. The grief that does not... |
| 63568 | Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids i... |
| 63569 | MACDUFF. My children too? |
| 63570 | ROSS. Wife, children, servants, all |
| 63571 | That could be found. |
| 63572 | MACDUFF. And I must be from thence! |
| 63573 | My wife kill'd too? |
| 63574 | ROSS. I have said. |
| 63575 | MALCOLM. Be comforted. |
| 63576 | Let's make us medicines of our great revenge, |
| 63577 | To cure this deadly grief. |
| 63578 | MACDUFF. He has no children. All my pretty o... |
| 63579 | Did you say all? O hell-kite! All? |
| 63580 | What, all my pretty chickens and their dam |
| 63581 | At one fell swoop? |
| 63582 | MALCOLM. Dispute it like a man. |
| 63583 | MACDUFF. I shall do so, |
| 63584 | But I must also feel it as a man. |
| 63585 | I cannot but remember such things were |
| 63586 | That were most precious to me. Did heaven ... |
| 63587 | And would not take their part? Sinful Macd... |
| 63588 | They were all struck for thee! Naught that... |
| 63589 | Not for their own demerits, but for mine, |
| 63590 | Fell slaughter on their souls. Heaven rest... |
| 63591 | MALCOLM. Be this the whetstone of your sword... |
| 63592 | Convert to anger; blunt not the heart, enr... |
| 63593 | MACDUFF. O, I could play the woman with mine... |
| 63594 | And braggart with my tongue! But, gentle h... |
| 63595 | Cut short all intermission; front to front |
| 63596 | Bring thou this fiend of Scotland and myself; |
| 63597 | Within my sword's length set him; if he 's... |
| 63598 | Heaven forgive him too! |
| 63599 | MALCOLM. This tune goes manly. |
| 63600 | Come, go we to the King; our power is ready, |
| 63601 | Our lack is nothing but our leave. Macbeth |
| 63602 | Is ripe for shaking, and the powers above |
| 63603 | Put on their instruments. Receive what che... |
| 63604 | The night is long that never finds the day... |
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| 63613 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 63614 | Dunsinane. Anteroom in the castle. |
| 63615 | Enter a Doctor of Physic and a Waiting Gentlew... |
| 63616 | DOCTOR. I have two nights watched with you, ... |
| 63617 | truth in your report. When was it she last... |
| 63618 | GENTLEWOMAN. Since his Majesty went into the... |
| 63619 | rise from her bed, throw her nightgown upo... |
| 63620 | closet, take forth paper, fold it, write u... |
| 63621 | afterwards seal it, and again return to be... |
| 63622 | in a most fast sleep. |
| 63623 | DOCTOR. A great perturbation in nature, to r... |
| 63624 | benefit of sleep and do the effects of wat... |
| 63625 | agitation, besides her walking and other a... |
| 63626 | what, at any time, have you heard her say? |
| 63627 | GENTLEWOMAN. That, sir, which I will not rep... |
| 63628 | DOCTOR. You may to me, and 'tis most meet yo... |
| 63629 | GENTLEWOMAN. Neither to you nor anyone, havi... |
| 63630 | confirm my speech. |
| 63631 | Enter Lady Macbeth with a tape... |
| 63632 | Lo you, here she comes! This is her very g... |
| 63633 | life, fast asleep. Observe her; stand close. |
| 63634 | DOCTOR. How came she by that light? |
| 63635 | GENTLEWOMAN. Why, it stood by her. She has l... |
| 63636 | continually; 'tis her command. |
| 63637 | DOCTOR. You see, her eyes are open. |
| 63638 | GENTLEWOMAN. Ay, but their sense is shut. |
| 63639 | DOCTOR. What is it she does now? Look how sh... |
| 63640 | GENTLEWOMAN. It is an accustomed action with... |
| 63641 | washing her hands. I have known her contin... |
| 63642 | an hour. |
| 63643 | LADY MACBETH. Yet here's a spot. |
| 63644 | DOCTOR. Hark, she speaks! I will set down wh... |
| 63645 | satisfy my remembrance the more strongly. |
| 63646 | LADY MACBETH. Out, damned spot! Out, I say! ... |
| 63647 | time to do't. Hell is murky. Fie, my lord,... |
| 63648 | afeard? What need we fear who knows it, wh... |
| 63649 | power to account? Yet who would have thoug... |
| 63650 | had so much blood in him? |
| 63651 | DOCTOR. Do you mark that? |
| 63652 | LADY MACBETH. The Thane of Fife had a wife; ... |
| 63653 | will these hands neer be clean? No more o'... |
| 63654 | o' that. You mar all with this starting. |
| 63655 | DOCTOR. Go to, go to; you have known what yo... |
| 63656 | GENTLEWOMAN. She has spoke what she should n... |
| 63657 | Heaven knows what she has known. |
| 63658 | LADY MACBETH. Here's the smell of the blood ... |
| 63659 | of Arabia will not sweeten this little han... |
| 63660 | DOCTOR. What a sigh is there! The heart is s... |
| 63661 | GENTLEWOMAN. I would not have such a heart i... |
| 63662 | dignity of the whole body. |
| 63663 | DOCTOR. Well, well, well- |
| 63664 | GENTLEWOMAN. Pray God it be, sir. |
| 63665 | DOCTOR. This disease is beyond my practice. ... |
| 63666 | which have walked in their sleep who have ... |
| 63667 | beds. |
| 63668 | LADY MACBETH. Wash your hands, put on your n... |
| 63669 | pale. I tell you yet again, Banquo's burie... |
| 63670 | on's grave. |
| 63671 | DOCTOR. Even so? |
| 63672 | LADY MACBETH. To bed, to bed; there's knocki... |
| 63673 | come, come, come, give me your hand.What's... |
| 63674 | To bed, to bed, to bed. |
| 63675 | Exit. |
| 63676 | DOCTOR. Will she go now to bed? |
| 63677 | GENTLEWOMAN. Directly. |
| 63678 | DOCTOR. Foul whisperings are abroad. Unnatur... |
| 63679 | Do breed unnatural troubles; infected minds |
| 63680 | To their deaf pillows will discharge their... |
| 63681 | More needs she the divine than the physician. |
| 63682 | God, God, forgive us all! Look after her; |
| 63683 | Remove from her the means of all annoyance, |
| 63684 | And still keep eyes upon her. So good night. |
| 63685 | My mind she has mated and amazed my sight. |
| 63686 | I think, but dare not speak. |
| 63687 | GENTLEWOMAN. Good night, good doctor. |
| 63688 | ... |
| 63689 | SCENE II. |
| 63690 | The country near Dunsinane. Drum and colors. |
| 63691 | Enter Menteith, Caithness, Angus, Lennox, and ... |
| 63692 | MENTEITH. The English power is near, led on ... |
| 63693 | His uncle Siward, and the good Macduff. |
| 63694 | Revenges burn in them, for their dear causes |
| 63695 | Would to the bleeding and the grim alarm |
| 63696 | Excite the mortified man. |
| 63697 | ANGUS. Near Birnam Wood |
| 63698 | Shall we well meet them; that way are they... |
| 63699 | CAITHNESS. Who knows if Donalbain be with hi... |
| 63700 | LENNOX. For certain, sir, he is not; I have ... |
| 63701 | Of all the gentry. There is Seward's son |
| 63702 | And many unrough youths that even now |
| 63703 | Protest their first of manhood. |
| 63704 | MENTEITH. What does the tyrant? |
| 63705 | CAITHNESS. Great Dunsinane he strongly forti... |
| 63706 | Some say he's mad; others, that lesser hat... |
| 63707 | Do call it valiant fury; but, for certain, |
| 63708 | He cannot buckle his distemper'd cause |
| 63709 | Within the belt of rule. |
| 63710 | ANGUS. Now does he feel |
| 63711 | His secret murthers sticking on his hands, |
| 63712 | Now minutely revolts upbraid his faith-bre... |
| 63713 | Those he commands move only in command, |
| 63714 | Nothing in love. Now does he feel his title |
| 63715 | Hang loose about him, like a giant's robe |
| 63716 | Upon a dwarfish thief. |
| 63717 | MENTEITH. Who then shall blame |
| 63718 | His pester'd senses to recoil and start, |
| 63719 | When all that is within him does condemn |
| 63720 | Itself for being there? |
| 63721 | CAITHNESS. Well, march we on |
| 63722 | To give obedience where 'tis truly owed. |
| 63723 | Meet we the medicine of the sickly weal, |
| 63724 | And with him pour we, in our country's purge, |
| 63725 | Each drop of us. |
| 63726 | LENNOX. Or so much as it needs |
| 63727 | To dew the sovereign flower and drown the ... |
| 63728 | Make we our march towards Birnam. ... |
| 63729 | SCENE III. |
| 63730 | Dunsinane. A room in the castle. |
| 63731 | Enter Macbeth, Doctor, and Attendants. |
| 63732 | MACBETH. Bring me no more reports; let them ... |
| 63733 | Till Birnam Wood remove to Dunsinane |
| 63734 | I cannot taint with fear. What's the boy M... |
| 63735 | Was he not born of woman? The spirits that... |
| 63736 | All mortal consequences have pronounced me... |
| 63737 | "Fear not, Macbeth; no man that's born of ... |
| 63738 | Shall e'er have power upon thee." Then fly... |
| 63739 | And mingle with the English epicures! |
| 63740 | The mind I sway by and the heart I bear |
| 63741 | Shall never sag with doubt nor shake with ... |
| 63742 | Enter a Servant. |
| 63743 | The devil damn thee black, thou cream-face... |
| 63744 | Where got'st thou that goose look? |
| 63745 | SERVANT. There is ten thousand- |
| 63746 | MACBETH. Geese, villain? |
| 63747 | SERVANT. Soldiers, sir. |
| 63748 | MACBETH. Go prick thy face and over-red thy ... |
| 63749 | Thou lily-liver'd boy. What soldiers, patch? |
| 63750 | Death of thy soul! Those linen cheeks of t... |
| 63751 | Are counselors to fear. What soldiers, whe... |
| 63752 | SERVANT. The English force, so please you. |
| 63753 | MACBETH. Take thy face hence. ... |
| 63754 | Seyton-I am sick at heart, |
| 63755 | When I behold- Seyton, I say!- This push |
| 63756 | Will cheer me ever or disseat me now. |
| 63757 | I have lived long enough. My way of life |
| 63758 | Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf, |
| 63759 | And that which should accompany old age, |
| 63760 | As honor, love, obedience, troops of friends, |
| 63761 | I must not look to have; but in their stead, |
| 63762 | Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honor, br... |
| 63763 | Which the poor heart would fain deny and d... |
| 63764 | Seyton! |
| 63765 | Enter Seyton. |
| 63766 | SEYTON. What's your gracious pleasure? |
| 63767 | MACBETH. What news more? |
| 63768 | SEYTON. All is confirm'd, my lord, which was... |
| 63769 | MACBETH. I'll fight, 'til from my bones my f... |
| 63770 | Give me my armor. |
| 63771 | SEYTON. 'Tis not needed yet. |
| 63772 | MACBETH. I'll put it on. |
| 63773 | Send out more horses, skirr the country ro... |
| 63774 | Hang those that talk of fear. Give me mine... |
| 63775 | How does your patient, doctor? |
| 63776 | DOCTOR. Not so sick, my lord, |
| 63777 | As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies, |
| 63778 | That keep her from her rest. |
| 63779 | MACBETH. Cure her of that. |
| 63780 | Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, |
| 63781 | Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, |
| 63782 | Raze out the written troubles of the brain, |
| 63783 | And with some sweet oblivious antidote |
| 63784 | Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that perilous... |
| 63785 | Which weighs upon the heart? |
| 63786 | DOCTOR. Therein the patient |
| 63787 | Must minister to himself. |
| 63788 | MACBETH. Throw physic to the dogs, I'll none... |
| 63789 | Come, put mine armor on; give me my staff. |
| 63790 | Seyton, send out. Doctor, the Thanes fly f... |
| 63791 | Come, sir, dispatch. If thou couldst, doct... |
| 63792 | The water of my land, find her disease |
| 63793 | And purge it to a sound and pristine health, |
| 63794 | I would applaud thee to the very echo, |
| 63795 | That should applaud again. Pull't off, I say. |
| 63796 | What rhubarb, cyme, or what purgative drug |
| 63797 | Would scour these English hence? Hearst th... |
| 63798 | DOCTOR. Ay, my good lord, your royal prepara... |
| 63799 | Makes us hear something. |
| 63800 | MACBETH. Bring it after me. |
| 63801 | I will not be afraid of death and bane |
| 63802 | Till Birnam Forest come to Dunsinane. |
| 63803 | DOCTOR. [Aside.] Were I from Dunsinane away ... |
| 63804 | Profit again should hardly draw me here. ... |
| 63805 | SCENE IV. |
| 63806 | Country near Birnam Wood. Drum and colors. |
| 63807 | Enter Malcolm, old Seward and his Son, Macduff... |
| 63808 | Angus, Lennox, Ross, and Soldiers, marching. |
| 63809 | MALCOLM. Cousins, I hope the days are near a... |
| 63810 | That chambers will be safe. |
| 63811 | MENTEITH. We doubt it nothing. |
| 63812 | SIWARD. What wood is this before us? |
| 63813 | MENTEITH. The Wood of Birnam. |
| 63814 | MALCOLM. Let every soldier hew him down a bo... |
| 63815 | And bear't before him; thereby shall we sh... |
| 63816 | The numbers of our host, and make discovery |
| 63817 | Err in report of us. |
| 63818 | SOLDIERS. It shall be done. |
| 63819 | SIWARD. We learn no other but the confident ... |
| 63820 | Keeps still in Dunsinane and will endure |
| 63821 | Our setting down before't. |
| 63822 | MALCOLM. 'Tis his main hope; |
| 63823 | For where there is advantage to be given, |
| 63824 | Both more and less have given him the revo... |
| 63825 | And none serve with him but constrained th... |
| 63826 | Whose hearts are absent too. |
| 63827 | MACDUFF. Let our just censures |
| 63828 | Attend the true event, and put we on |
| 63829 | Industrious soldiership. |
| 63830 | SIWARD. The time approaches |
| 63831 | That will with due decision make us know |
| 63832 | What we shall say we have and what we owe. |
| 63833 | Thoughts speculative their unsure hopes re... |
| 63834 | But certain issue strokes must arbitrate. |
| 63835 | Towards which advance the war. |
| 63836 | ... |
| 63837 | SCENE V. |
| 63838 | Dunsinane. Within the castle. |
| 63839 | Enter Macbeth, Seyton, and Soldiers, with drum... |
| 63840 | MACBETH. Hang out our banners on the outward... |
| 63841 | The cry is still, "They come!" Our castle'... |
| 63842 | Will laugh a siege to scorn. Here let them... |
| 63843 | Till famine and the ague eat them up. |
| 63844 | Were they not forced with those that shoul... |
| 63845 | We might have met them dareful, beard to b... |
| 63846 | And beat them backward home. |
| 63847 | A cr... |
| 63848 | What is that noise? |
| 63849 | SEYTON. It is the cry of women, my good lord... |
| 63850 | MACBETH. I have almost forgot the taste of f... |
| 63851 | The time has been, my senses would have co... |
| 63852 | To hear a night-shriek, and my fell of hair |
| 63853 | Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir |
| 63854 | As life were in't. I have supp'd full with... |
| 63855 | Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thou... |
| 63856 | Cannot once start me. |
| 63857 | Re-enter Seyton. |
| 63858 | Wherefore was that cry? |
| 63859 | SEYTON. The Queen, my lord, is dead. |
| 63860 | MACBETH. She should have died hereafter; |
| 63861 | There would have been a time for such a word. |
| 63862 | Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow |
| 63863 | Creeps in this petty pace from day to day |
| 63864 | To the last syllable of recorded time; |
| 63865 | And all our yesterdays have lighted fools |
| 63866 | The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief ca... |
| 63867 | Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player |
| 63868 | That struts and frets his hour upon the stage |
| 63869 | And then is heard no more. It is a tale |
| 63870 | Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, |
| 63871 | Signifying nothing. |
| 63872 | Enter a Messenger. |
| 63873 | Thou comest to use thy tongue; thy story q... |
| 63874 | MESSENGER. Gracious my lord, |
| 63875 | I should report that which I say I saw, |
| 63876 | But know not how to do it. |
| 63877 | MACBETH. Well, say, sir. |
| 63878 | MESSENGER. As I did stand my watch upon the ... |
| 63879 | I look'd toward Birnam, and anon, methought, |
| 63880 | The Wood began to move. |
| 63881 | MACBETH. Liar and slave! |
| 63882 | MESSENGER. Let me endure your wrath, if't be... |
| 63883 | Within this three mile may you see it coming; |
| 63884 | I say, a moving grove. |
| 63885 | MACBETH. If thou speak'st false, |
| 63886 | Upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive, |
| 63887 | Till famine cling thee; if thy speech be s... |
| 63888 | I care not if thou dost for me as much. |
| 63889 | I pull in resolution and begin |
| 63890 | To doubt the equivocation of the fiend |
| 63891 | That lies like truth. "Fear not, till Birn... |
| 63892 | Do come to Dunsinane," and now a wood |
| 63893 | Comes toward Dunsinane. Arm, arm, and out! |
| 63894 | If this which he avouches does appear, |
| 63895 | There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here. |
| 63896 | I 'gin to be aweary of the sun |
| 63897 | And wish the estate o' the world were now ... |
| 63898 | Ring the alarum bell! Blow, wind! Come, wr... |
| 63899 | At least we'll die with harness on our bac... |
| 63900 | SCENE VI. |
| 63901 | Dunsinane. Before the castle. |
| 63902 | Enter Malcolm, old Siward, Macduff, and their ... |
| 63903 | Drum and colors. |
| 63904 | MALCOLM. Now near enough; your leavy screens... |
| 63905 | And show like those you are. You, worthy u... |
| 63906 | Shall with my cousin, your right noble son, |
| 63907 | Lead our first battle. Worthy Macduff and we |
| 63908 | Shall take upon 's what else remains to do, |
| 63909 | According to our order. |
| 63910 | SIWARD. Fare you well. |
| 63911 | Do we but find the tyrant's power tonight, |
| 63912 | Let us be beaten if we cannot fight. |
| 63913 | MACDUFF. Make all our trumpets speak, give t... |
| 63914 | Those clamorous harbingers of blood and de... |
| 63915 | ... |
| 63916 | SCENE VII. |
| 63917 | Dunsinane. Before the castle. Alarums. |
| 63918 | Enter Macbeth. |
| 63919 | MACBETH. They have tied me to a stake; I can... |
| 63920 | But bear-like I must fight the course. Wha... |
| 63921 | That was not born of woman? Such a one |
| 63922 | Am I to fear, or none. |
| 63923 | Enter young Siward. |
| 63924 | YOUNG SIWARD. What is thy name? |
| 63925 | MACBETH. Thou'lt be afraid to hear it. |
| 63926 | YOUNG SIWARD. No, though thou call'st thysel... |
| 63927 | Than any is in hell. |
| 63928 | MACBETH. My name's Macbeth. |
| 63929 | YOUNG SIWARD. The devil himself could not pr... |
| 63930 | More hateful to mine ear. |
| 63931 | MACBETH. No, nor more fearful. |
| 63932 | YOUNG SIWARD O Thou liest, abhorred tyrant; ... |
| 63933 | I'll prove the lie thou speak'st. |
| 63934 | They fight, and youn... |
| 63935 | MACBETH. Thou wast born of woman. |
| 63936 | But swords I smile at, weapons laugh to sc... |
| 63937 | Brandish'd by man that's of a woman born. ... |
| 63938 | Alarums. Enter Macduff. |
| 63939 | MACDUFF. That way the noise is. Tyrant, show... |
| 63940 | If thou best slain and with no stroke of m... |
| 63941 | My wife and children's ghosts will haunt m... |
| 63942 | I cannot strike at wretched kerns, whose arms |
| 63943 | Are hired to bear their staves. Either tho... |
| 63944 | Or else my sword, with an unbatter'd edge, |
| 63945 | I sheathe again undeeded. There thou shoul... |
| 63946 | By this great clatter, one of greatest note |
| 63947 | Seems bruited. Let me find him, Fortune! |
| 63948 | And more I beg not. ... |
| 63949 | Enter Malcolm and old Siward. |
| 63950 | SIWARD. This way, my lord; the castle's gent... |
| 63951 | The tyrant's people on both sides do fight, |
| 63952 | The noble Thanes do bravely in the war, |
| 63953 | The day almost itself professes yours, |
| 63954 | And little is to do. |
| 63955 | MALCOLM. We have met with foes |
| 63956 | That strike beside us. |
| 63957 | SIWARD. Enter, sir, the castle. |
| 63958 | ... |
| 63959 | SCENE VIII. |
| 63960 | Another part of the field. |
| 63961 | Enter Macbeth. |
| 63962 | MACBETH. Why should I play the Roman fool an... |
| 63963 | On mine own sword? Whiles I see lives, the... |
| 63964 | Do better upon them. |
| 63965 | Enter Macduff. |
| 63966 | MACDUFF. Turn, hell hound, turn! |
| 63967 | MACBETH. Of all men else I have avoided thee. |
| 63968 | But get thee back, my soul is too much cha... |
| 63969 | With blood of thine already. |
| 63970 | MACDUFF. I have no words. |
| 63971 | My voice is in my sword, thou bloodier vil... |
| 63972 | Than terms can give thee out! ... |
| 63973 | MACBETH. Thou losest labor. |
| 63974 | As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air |
| 63975 | With thy keen sword impress as make me bleed. |
| 63976 | Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests; |
| 63977 | I bear a charmed life, which must not yield |
| 63978 | To one of woman born. |
| 63979 | MACDUFF. Despair thy charm, |
| 63980 | And let the angel whom thou still hast served |
| 63981 | Tell thee, Macduff was from his mother's womb |
| 63982 | Untimely ripp'd. |
| 63983 | MACBETH. Accursed be that tongue that tells ... |
| 63984 | For it hath cow'd my better part of man! |
| 63985 | And be these juggling fiends no more believed |
| 63986 | That patter with us in a double sense, |
| 63987 | That keep the word of promise to our ear |
| 63988 | And break it to our hope. I'll not fight w... |
| 63989 | MACDUFF. Then yield thee, coward, |
| 63990 | And live to be the show and gaze o' the time. |
| 63991 | We'll have thee, as our rarer monsters are, |
| 63992 | Painted upon a pole, and underwrit, |
| 63993 | "Here may you see the tyrant." |
| 63994 | MACBETH. I will not yield, |
| 63995 | To kiss the ground before young Malcolm's ... |
| 63996 | And to be baited with the rabble's curse. |
| 63997 | Though Birnam Wood be come to Dunsinane, |
| 63998 | And thou opposed, being of no woman born, |
| 63999 | Yet I will try the last. Before my body |
| 64000 | I throw my warlike shield! Lay on, Macduff, |
| 64001 | And damn'd be him that first cries, "Hold,... |
| 64002 | Exeunt ... |
| 64003 | SCENE IX. |
| 64004 | Retreat. Flourish. Enter, with drum and colors... |
| 64005 | the other Thanes, and Soldiers. |
| 64006 | MALCOLM. I would the friends we miss were sa... |
| 64007 | SIWARD. Some must go off, and yet, by these ... |
| 64008 | So great a day as this is cheaply bought. |
| 64009 | MALCOLM. Macduff is missing, and your noble ... |
| 64010 | ROSS. Your son, my lord, has paid a soldier'... |
| 64011 | He only lived but till he was a man, |
| 64012 | The which no sooner had his prowess confirm'd |
| 64013 | In the unshrinking station where he fought, |
| 64014 | But like a man he died. |
| 64015 | SIWARD. Then he is dead? |
| 64016 | ROSS. Ay, and brought off the field. Your ca... |
| 64017 | Must not be measured by his worth, for then |
| 64018 | It hath no end. |
| 64019 | SIWARD. Had he his hurts before? |
| 64020 | ROSS. Ay, on the front. |
| 64021 | SIWARD. Why then, God's soldier be he! |
| 64022 | Had I as many sons as I have hairs, |
| 64023 | I would not wish them to a fairer death. |
| 64024 | And so his knell is knoll'd. |
| 64025 | MALCOLM. He's worth more sorrow, |
| 64026 | And that I'll spend for him. |
| 64027 | SIWARD. He's worth no more: |
| 64028 | They say he parted well and paid his score, |
| 64029 | And so God be with him! Here comes newer c... |
| 64030 | Re-enter Macduff, with Macbeth's ... |
| 64031 | MACDUFF. Hail, King, for so thou art. Behold... |
| 64032 | The usurper's cursed head. The time is free. |
| 64033 | I see thee compass'd with thy kingdom's pearl |
| 64034 | That speak my salutation in their minds, |
| 64035 | Whose voices I desire aloud with mine- |
| 64036 | Hail, King of Scotland! |
| 64037 | ALL. Hail, King of Scotland! ... |
| 64038 | MALCOLM. We shall not spend a large expense ... |
| 64039 | Before we reckon with your several loves |
| 64040 | And make us even with you. My Thanes and k... |
| 64041 | Henceforth be Earls, the first that ever S... |
| 64042 | In such an honor named. What's more to do, |
| 64043 | Which would be planted newly with the time, |
| 64044 | As calling home our exiled friends abroad |
| 64045 | That fled the snares of watchful tyranny, |
| 64046 | Producing forth the cruel ministers |
| 64047 | Of this dead butcher and his fiend-like qu... |
| 64048 | Who, as 'tis thought, by self and violent ... |
| 64049 | Took off her life; this, and what needful ... |
| 64050 | That calls upon us, by the grace of Grace |
| 64051 | We will perform in measure, time, and place. |
| 64052 | So thanks to all at once and to each one, |
| 64053 | Whom we invite to see us crown'd at Scone. |
| 64054 | ... |
| 64055 | -THE END- |
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| 64060 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
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| 64064 | 1605 |
| 64065 | MEASURE FOR MEASURE |
| 64066 | by William Shakespeare |
| 64067 | DRAMATIS PERSONAE |
| 64068 | VINCENTIO, the Duke |
| 64069 | ANGELO, the Deputy |
| 64070 | ESCALUS, an ancient Lord |
| 64071 | CLAUDIO, a young gentleman |
| 64072 | LUCIO, a fantastic |
| 64073 | Two other like Gentlemen |
| 64074 | VARRIUS, a gentleman, servant to the Duke |
| 64075 | PROVOST |
| 64076 | THOMAS, friar |
| 64077 | PETER, friar |
| 64078 | A JUSTICE |
| 64079 | ELBOW, a simple constable |
| 64080 | FROTH, a foolish gentleman |
| 64081 | POMPEY, a clown and servant to Mistress Over... |
| 64082 | ABHORSON, an executioner |
| 64083 | BARNARDINE, a dissolute prisoner |
| 64084 | ISABELLA, sister to Claudio |
| 64085 | MARIANA, betrothed to Angelo |
| 64086 | JULIET, beloved of Claudio |
| 64087 | FRANCISCA, a nun |
| 64088 | MISTRESS OVERDONE, a bawd |
| 64089 | Lords, Officers, Citizens, Boy, and Attendants |
| 64090 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 64091 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 64092 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 64093 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 64094 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 64095 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 64096 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
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| 64098 | SCENE: |
| 64099 | Vienna |
| 64100 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 64101 | The DUKE'S palace |
| 64102 | Enter DUKE, ESCALUS, LORDS, and ATTENDANTS |
| 64103 | DUKE. Escalus! |
| 64104 | ESCALUS. My lord. |
| 64105 | DUKE. Of government the properties to unfold |
| 64106 | Would seem in me t' affect speech and disc... |
| 64107 | Since I am put to know that your own science |
| 64108 | Exceeds, in that, the lists of all advice |
| 64109 | My strength can give you; then no more rem... |
| 64110 | But that to your sufficiency- as your wort... |
| 64111 | And let them work. The nature of our people, |
| 64112 | Our city's institutions, and the terms |
| 64113 | For common justice, y'are as pregnant in |
| 64114 | As art and practice hath enriched any |
| 64115 | That we remember. There is our commission, |
| 64116 | From which we would not have you warp. Cal... |
| 64117 | I say, bid come before us, Angelo. ... |
| 64118 | What figure of us think you he will bear? |
| 64119 | For you must know we have with special soul |
| 64120 | Elected him our absence to supply; |
| 64121 | Lent him our terror, dress'd him with our ... |
| 64122 | And given his deputation all the organs |
| 64123 | Of our own power. What think you of it? |
| 64124 | ESCALUS. If any in Vienna be of worth |
| 64125 | To undergo such ample grace and honour, |
| 64126 | It is Lord Angelo. |
| 64127 | Enter ANGELO |
| 64128 | DUKE. Look where he comes. |
| 64129 | ANGELO. Always obedient to your Grace's will, |
| 64130 | I come to know your pleasure. |
| 64131 | DUKE. Angelo, |
| 64132 | There is a kind of character in thy life |
| 64133 | That to th' observer doth thy history |
| 64134 | Fully unfold. Thyself and thy belongings |
| 64135 | Are not thine own so proper as to waste |
| 64136 | Thyself upon thy virtues, they on thee. |
| 64137 | Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, |
| 64138 | Not light them for themselves; for if our ... |
| 64139 | Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike |
| 64140 | As if we had them not. Spirits are not fin... |
| 64141 | But to fine issues; nor Nature never lends |
| 64142 | The smallest scruple of her excellence |
| 64143 | But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines |
| 64144 | Herself the glory of a creditor, |
| 64145 | Both thanks and use. But I do bend my speech |
| 64146 | To one that can my part in him advertise. |
| 64147 | Hold, therefore, Angelo- |
| 64148 | In our remove be thou at full ourself; |
| 64149 | Mortality and mercy in Vienna |
| 64150 | Live in thy tongue and heart. Old Escalus, |
| 64151 | Though first in question, is thy secondary. |
| 64152 | Take thy commission. |
| 64153 | ANGELO. Now, good my lord, |
| 64154 | Let there be some more test made of my metal, |
| 64155 | Before so noble and so great a figure |
| 64156 | Be stamp'd upon it. |
| 64157 | DUKE. No more evasion! |
| 64158 | We have with a leaven'd and prepared choice |
| 64159 | Proceeded to you; therefore take your hono... |
| 64160 | Our haste from hence is of so quick condition |
| 64161 | That it prefers itself, and leaves unquest... |
| 64162 | Matters of needful value. We shall write t... |
| 64163 | As time and our concernings shall importune, |
| 64164 | How it goes with us, and do look to know |
| 64165 | What doth befall you here. So, fare you well. |
| 64166 | To th' hopeful execution do I leave you |
| 64167 | Of your commissions. |
| 64168 | ANGELO. Yet give leave, my lord, |
| 64169 | That we may bring you something on the way. |
| 64170 | DUKE. My haste may not admit it; |
| 64171 | Nor need you, on mine honour, have to do |
| 64172 | With any scruple: your scope is as mine own, |
| 64173 | So to enforce or qualify the laws |
| 64174 | As to your soul seems good. Give me your h... |
| 64175 | I'll privily away. I love the people, |
| 64176 | But do not like to stage me to their eyes; |
| 64177 | Though it do well, I do not relish well |
| 64178 | Their loud applause and Aves vehement; |
| 64179 | Nor do I think the man of safe discretion |
| 64180 | That does affect it. Once more, fare you w... |
| 64181 | ANGELO. The heavens give safety to your purp... |
| 64182 | ESCALUS. Lead forth and bring you back in ha... |
| 64183 | DUKE. I thank you. Fare you well. ... |
| 64184 | ESCALUS. I shall desire you, sir, to give me... |
| 64185 | To have free speech with you; and it conce... |
| 64186 | To look into the bottom of my place: |
| 64187 | A pow'r I have, but of what strength and n... |
| 64188 | I am not yet instructed. |
| 64189 | ANGELO. 'Tis so with me. Let us withdraw tog... |
| 64190 | And we may soon our satisfaction have |
| 64191 | Touching that point. |
| 64192 | ESCALUS. I'll wait upon your honour. ... |
| 64193 | SCENE II. |
| 64194 | A street |
| 64195 | Enter Lucio and two other GENTLEMEN |
| 64196 | LUCIO. If the Duke, with the other dukes, co... |
| 64197 | with the King of Hungary, why then all the... |
| 64198 | King. |
| 64199 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Heaven grant us its peace, ... |
| 64200 | Hungary's! |
| 64201 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Amen. |
| 64202 | LUCIO. Thou conclud'st like the sanctimoniou... |
| 64203 | sea with the Ten Commandments, but scrap'd... |
| 64204 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. 'Thou shalt not steal'? |
| 64205 | LUCIO. Ay, that he raz'd. |
| 64206 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Why, 'twas a commandment to... |
| 64207 | and all the rest from their functions: the... |
| 64208 | There's not a soldier of us all that, in t... |
| 64209 | meat, do relish the petition well that pra... |
| 64210 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. I never heard any soldier ... |
| 64211 | LUCIO. I believe thee; for I think thou neve... |
| 64212 | said. |
| 64213 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. No? A dozen times at least. |
| 64214 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. What, in metre? |
| 64215 | LUCIO. In any proportion or in any language. |
| 64216 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. I think, or in any religion. |
| 64217 | LUCIO. Ay, why not? Grace is grace, despite ... |
| 64218 | for example, thou thyself art a wicked vil... |
| 64219 | grace. |
| 64220 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Well, there went but a pair... |
| 64221 | LUCIO. I grant; as there may between the lis... |
| 64222 | Thou art the list. |
| 64223 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. And thou the velvet; thou a... |
| 64224 | a three-pil'd piece, I warrant thee. I had... |
| 64225 | an English kersey as be pil'd, as thou art... |
| 64226 | velvet. Do I speak feelingly now? |
| 64227 | LUCIO. I think thou dost; and, indeed, with ... |
| 64228 | thy speech. I will, out of thine own confe... |
| 64229 | thy health; but, whilst I live, forget to ... |
| 64230 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. I think I have done myself ... |
| 64231 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Yes, that thou hast, wheth... |
| 64232 | free. |
| 64233 | Enter MISTRESS OVERDONE |
| 64234 | LUCIO. Behold, behold, where Madam Mitigatio... |
| 64235 | purchas'd as many diseases under her roof ... |
| 64236 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. To what, I pray? |
| 64237 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Judge. |
| 64238 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. To three thousand dolours ... |
| 64239 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Ay, and more. |
| 64240 | LUCIO. A French crown more. |
| 64241 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Thou art always figuring di... |
| 64242 | art full of error; I am sound. |
| 64243 | LUCIO. Nay, not, as one would say, healthy; ... |
| 64244 | that are hollow: thy bones are hollow; imp... |
| 64245 | of thee. |
| 64246 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. How now! which of your hips... |
| 64247 | sciatica? |
| 64248 | MRS. OVERDONE. Well, well! there's one yonde... |
| 64249 | to prison was worth five thousand of you all. |
| 64250 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Who's that, I pray thee? |
| 64251 | MRS. OVERDONE. Marry, sir, that's Claudio, S... |
| 64252 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Claudio to prison? 'Tis not... |
| 64253 | MRS. OVERDONE. Nay, but I know 'tis so: I sa... |
| 64254 | carried away; and, which is more, within t... |
| 64255 | head to be chopp'd off. |
| 64256 | LUCIO. But, after all this fooling, I would ... |
| 64257 | thou sure of this? |
| 64258 | MRS. OVERDONE. I am too sure of it; and it i... |
| 64259 | Julietta with child. |
| 64260 | LUCIO. Believe me, this may be; he promis'd ... |
| 64261 | since, and he was ever precise in promise-... |
| 64262 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Besides, you know, it draw... |
| 64263 | speech we had to such a purpose. |
| 64264 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. But most of all agreeing wi... |
| 64265 | LUCIO. Away; let's go learn the truth of it. |
| 64266 | Exeunt L... |
| 64267 | MRS. OVERDONE. Thus, what with the war, what... |
| 64268 | with the gallows, and what with poverty, I... |
| 64269 | Enter POMPEY |
| 64270 | How now! what's the news with you? |
| 64271 | POMPEY. Yonder man is carried to prison. |
| 64272 | MRS. OVERDONE. Well, what has he done? |
| 64273 | POMPEY. A woman. |
| 64274 | MRS. OVERDONE. But what's his offence? |
| 64275 | POMPEY. Groping for trouts in a peculiar river. |
| 64276 | MRS. OVERDONE. What! is there a maid with ch... |
| 64277 | POMPEY. No; but there's a woman with maid by... |
| 64278 | heard of the proclamation, have you? |
| 64279 | MRS. OVERDONE. What proclamation, man? |
| 64280 | POMPEY. All houses in the suburbs of Vienna ... |
| 64281 | MRS. OVERDONE. And what shall become of thos... |
| 64282 | POMPEY. They shall stand for seed; they had ... |
| 64283 | a wise burgher put in for them. |
| 64284 | MRS. OVERDONE. But shall all our houses of r... |
| 64285 | pull'd down? |
| 64286 | POMPEY. To the ground, mistress. |
| 64287 | MRS. OVERDONE. Why, here's a change indeed i... |
| 64288 | What shall become of me? |
| 64289 | POMPEY. Come, fear not you: good counsellors... |
| 64290 | Though you change your place you need not ... |
| 64291 | be your tapster still. Courage, there will... |
| 64292 | you that have worn your eyes almost out in... |
| 64293 | be considered. |
| 64294 | MRS. OVERDONE. What's to do here, Thomas Tap... |
| 64295 | POMPEY. Here comes Signior Claudio, led by t... |
| 64296 | and there's Madam Juliet. ... |
| 64297 | Enter PROVOST, CLAUDIO, JULIET, an... |
| 64298 | LUCIO following |
| 64299 | CLAUDIO. Fellow, why dost thou show me thus ... |
| 64300 | Bear me to prison, where I am committed. |
| 64301 | PROVOST. I do it not in evil disposition, |
| 64302 | But from Lord Angelo by special charge. |
| 64303 | CLAUDIO. Thus can the demigod Authority |
| 64304 | Make us pay down for our offence by weight |
| 64305 | The words of heaven: on whom it will, it w... |
| 64306 | On whom it will not, so; yet still 'tis ju... |
| 64307 | LUCIO. Why, how now, Claudio, whence comes t... |
| 64308 | CLAUDIO. From too much liberty, my Lucio, li... |
| 64309 | As surfeit is the father of much fast, |
| 64310 | So every scope by the immoderate use |
| 64311 | Turns to restraint. Our natures do pursue, |
| 64312 | Like rats that ravin down their proper bane, |
| 64313 | A thirsty evil; and when we drink we die. |
| 64314 | LUCIO. If I could speak so wisely under an a... |
| 64315 | certain of my creditors; and yet, to say t... |
| 64316 | have the foppery of freedom as the moralit... |
| 64317 | What's thy offence, Claudio? |
| 64318 | CLAUDIO. What but to speak of would offend a... |
| 64319 | LUCIO. What, is't murder? |
| 64320 | CLAUDIO. No. |
| 64321 | LUCIO. Lechery? |
| 64322 | CLAUDIO. Call it so. |
| 64323 | PROVOST. Away, sir; you must go. |
| 64324 | CLAUDIO. One word, good friend. Lucio, a wor... |
| 64325 | LUCIO. A hundred, if they'll do you any good... |
| 64326 | after? |
| 64327 | CLAUDIO. Thus stands it with me: upon a true... |
| 64328 | I got possession of Julietta's bed. |
| 64329 | You know the lady; she is fast my wife, |
| 64330 | Save that we do the denunciation lack |
| 64331 | Of outward order; this we came not to, |
| 64332 | Only for propagation of a dow'r |
| 64333 | Remaining in the coffer of her friends. |
| 64334 | From whom we thought it meet to hide our love |
| 64335 | Till time had made them for us. But it cha... |
| 64336 | The stealth of our most mutual entertainment, |
| 64337 | With character too gross, is writ on Juliet. |
| 64338 | LUCIO. With child, perhaps? |
| 64339 | CLAUDIO. Unhappily, even so. |
| 64340 | And the new deputy now for the Duke- |
| 64341 | Whether it be the fault and glimpse of new... |
| 64342 | Or whether that the body public be |
| 64343 | A horse whereon the governor doth ride, |
| 64344 | Who, newly in the seat, that it may know |
| 64345 | He can command, lets it straight feel the ... |
| 64346 | Whether the tyranny be in his place, |
| 64347 | Or in his eminence that fills it up, |
| 64348 | I stagger in. But this new governor |
| 64349 | Awakes me all the enrolled penalties |
| 64350 | Which have, like unscour'd armour, hung by... |
| 64351 | So long that nineteen zodiacs have gone round |
| 64352 | And none of them been worn; and, for a name, |
| 64353 | Now puts the drowsy and neglected act |
| 64354 | Freshly on me. 'Tis surely for a name. |
| 64355 | LUCIO. I warrant it is; and thy head stands ... |
| 64356 | shoulders that a milkmaid, if she be in lo... |
| 64357 | Send after the Duke, and appeal to him. |
| 64358 | CLAUDIO. I have done so, but he's not to be ... |
| 64359 | I prithee, Lucio, do me this kind service: |
| 64360 | This day my sister should the cloister enter, |
| 64361 | And there receive her approbation; |
| 64362 | Acquaint her with the danger of my state; |
| 64363 | Implore her, in my voice, that she make fr... |
| 64364 | To the strict deputy; bid herself assay him. |
| 64365 | I have great hope in that; for in her youth |
| 64366 | There is a prone and speechless dialect |
| 64367 | Such as move men; beside, she hath prosper... |
| 64368 | When she will play with reason and discourse, |
| 64369 | And well she can persuade. |
| 64370 | LUCIO. I pray she may; as well for the encou... |
| 64371 | which else would stand under grievous impo... |
| 64372 | enjoying of thy life, who I would be sorry... |
| 64373 | foolishly lost at a game of tick-tack. I'l... |
| 64374 | CLAUDIO. I thank you, good friend Lucio. |
| 64375 | LUCIO. Within two hours. |
| 64376 | CLAUDIO. Come, officer, away. ... |
| 64377 | SCENE III. |
| 64378 | A monastery |
| 64379 | Enter DUKE and FRIAR THOMAS |
| 64380 | DUKE. No, holy father; throw away that thought; |
| 64381 | Believe not that the dribbling dart of love |
| 64382 | Can pierce a complete bosom. Why I desire ... |
| 64383 | To give me secret harbour hath a purpose |
| 64384 | More grave and wrinkled than the aims and ... |
| 64385 | Of burning youth. |
| 64386 | FRIAR. May your Grace speak of it? |
| 64387 | DUKE. My holy sir, none better knows than you |
| 64388 | How I have ever lov'd the life removed, |
| 64389 | And held in idle price to haunt assemblies |
| 64390 | Where youth, and cost, a witless bravery k... |
| 64391 | I have deliver'd to Lord Angelo, |
| 64392 | A man of stricture and firm abstinence, |
| 64393 | My absolute power and place here in Vienna, |
| 64394 | And he supposes me travell'd to Poland; |
| 64395 | For so I have strew'd it in the common ear, |
| 64396 | And so it is received. Now, pious sir, |
| 64397 | You will demand of me why I do this. |
| 64398 | FRIAR. Gladly, my lord. |
| 64399 | DUKE. We have strict statutes and most bitin... |
| 64400 | The needful bits and curbs to headstrong s... |
| 64401 | Which for this fourteen years we have let ... |
| 64402 | Even like an o'ergrown lion in a cave, |
| 64403 | That goes not out to prey. Now, as fond fa... |
| 64404 | Having bound up the threat'ning twigs of b... |
| 64405 | Only to stick it in their children's sight |
| 64406 | For terror, not to use, in time the rod |
| 64407 | Becomes more mock'd than fear'd; so our de... |
| 64408 | Dead to infliction, to themselves are dead; |
| 64409 | And liberty plucks justice by the nose; |
| 64410 | The baby beats the nurse, and quite athwart |
| 64411 | Goes all decorum. |
| 64412 | FRIAR. It rested in your Grace |
| 64413 | To unloose this tied-up justice when you p... |
| 64414 | And it in you more dreadful would have seem'd |
| 64415 | Than in Lord Angelo. |
| 64416 | DUKE. I do fear, too dreadful. |
| 64417 | Sith 'twas my fault to give the people scope, |
| 64418 | 'Twould be my tyranny to strike and gall them |
| 64419 | For what I bid them do; for we bid this be... |
| 64420 | When evil deeds have their permissive pass |
| 64421 | And not the punishment. Therefore, indeed,... |
| 64422 | I have on Angelo impos'd the office; |
| 64423 | Who may, in th' ambush of my name, strike ... |
| 64424 | And yet my nature never in the fight |
| 64425 | To do in slander. And to behold his sway, |
| 64426 | I will, as 'twere a brother of your order, |
| 64427 | Visit both prince and people. Therefore, I... |
| 64428 | Supply me with the habit, and instruct me |
| 64429 | How I may formally in person bear me |
| 64430 | Like a true friar. Moe reasons for this ac... |
| 64431 | At our more leisure shall I render you. |
| 64432 | Only, this one: Lord Angelo is precise; |
| 64433 | Stands at a guard with envy; scarce confesses |
| 64434 | That his blood flows, or that his appetite |
| 64435 | Is more to bread than stone. Hence shall w... |
| 64436 | If power change purpose, what our seemers ... |
| 64437 | SCENE IV. |
| 64438 | A nunnery |
| 64439 | Enter ISABELLA and FRANCISCA |
| 64440 | ISABELLA. And have you nuns no farther privi... |
| 64441 | FRANCISCA. Are not these large enough? |
| 64442 | ISABELLA. Yes, truly; I speak not as desirin... |
| 64443 | But rather wishing a more strict restraint |
| 64444 | Upon the sisterhood, the votarists of Sain... |
| 64445 | LUCIO. [ Within] Ho! Peace be in this place! |
| 64446 | ISABELLA. Who's that which calls? |
| 64447 | FRANCISCA. It is a man's voice. Gentle Isabe... |
| 64448 | Turn you the key, and know his business of... |
| 64449 | You may, I may not; you are yet unsworn; |
| 64450 | When you have vow'd, you must not speak wi... |
| 64451 | But in the presence of the prioress; |
| 64452 | Then, if you speak, you must not show your... |
| 64453 | Or, if you show your face, you must not sp... |
| 64454 | He calls again; I pray you answer him. ... |
| 64455 | ISABELLA. Peace and prosperity! Who is't tha... |
| 64456 | Enter LUCIO |
| 64457 | LUCIO. Hail, virgin, if you be, as those che... |
| 64458 | Proclaim you are no less. Can you so stead me |
| 64459 | As bring me to the sight of Isabella, |
| 64460 | A novice of this place, and the fair sister |
| 64461 | To her unhappy brother Claudio? |
| 64462 | ISABELLA. Why her 'unhappy brother'? Let me ask |
| 64463 | The rather, for I now must make you know |
| 64464 | I am that Isabella, and his sister. |
| 64465 | LUCIO. Gentle and fair, your brother kindly ... |
| 64466 | Not to be weary with you, he's in prison. |
| 64467 | ISABELLA. Woe me! For what? |
| 64468 | LUCIO. For that which, if myself might be hi... |
| 64469 | He should receive his punishment in thanks: |
| 64470 | He hath got his friend with child. |
| 64471 | ISABELLA. Sir, make me not your story. |
| 64472 | LUCIO. It is true. |
| 64473 | I would not- though 'tis my familiar sin |
| 64474 | With maids to seem the lapwing, and to jes... |
| 64475 | Tongue far from heart- play with all virgi... |
| 64476 | I hold you as a thing enskied and sainted, |
| 64477 | By your renouncement an immortal spirit, |
| 64478 | And to be talk'd with in sincerity, |
| 64479 | As with a saint. |
| 64480 | ISABELLA. You do blaspheme the good in mocki... |
| 64481 | LUCIO. Do not believe it. Fewness and truth,... |
| 64482 | Your brother and his lover have embrac'd. |
| 64483 | As those that feed grow full, as blossomin... |
| 64484 | That from the seedness the bare fallow brings |
| 64485 | To teeming foison, even so her plenteous womb |
| 64486 | Expresseth his full tilth and husbandry. |
| 64487 | ISABELLA. Some one with child by him? My cou... |
| 64488 | LUCIO. Is she your cousin? |
| 64489 | ISABELLA. Adoptedly, as school-maids change ... |
| 64490 | By vain though apt affection. |
| 64491 | LUCIO. She it is. |
| 64492 | ISABELLA. O, let him marry her! |
| 64493 | LUCIO. This is the point. |
| 64494 | The Duke is very strangely gone from hence; |
| 64495 | Bore many gentlemen, myself being one, |
| 64496 | In hand, and hope of action; but we do learn, |
| 64497 | By those that know the very nerves of state, |
| 64498 | His givings-out were of an infinite distance |
| 64499 | From his true-meant design. Upon his place, |
| 64500 | And with full line of his authority, |
| 64501 | Governs Lord Angelo, a man whose blood |
| 64502 | Is very snow-broth, one who never feels |
| 64503 | The wanton stings and motions of the sense, |
| 64504 | But doth rebate and blunt his natural edge |
| 64505 | With profits of the mind, study and fast. |
| 64506 | He- to give fear to use and liberty, |
| 64507 | Which have for long run by the hideous law, |
| 64508 | As mice by lions- hath pick'd out an act |
| 64509 | Under whose heavy sense your brother's life |
| 64510 | Falls into forfeit; he arrests him on it, |
| 64511 | And follows close the rigour of the statute |
| 64512 | To make him an example. All hope is gone, |
| 64513 | Unless you have the grace by your fair prayer |
| 64514 | To soften Angelo. And that's my pith of bu... |
| 64515 | 'Twixt you and your poor brother. |
| 64516 | ISABELLA. Doth he so seek his life? |
| 64517 | LUCIO. Has censur'd him |
| 64518 | Already, and, as I hear, the Provost hath |
| 64519 | A warrant for his execution. |
| 64520 | ISABELLA. Alas! what poor ability's in me |
| 64521 | To do him good? |
| 64522 | LUCIO. Assay the pow'r you have. |
| 64523 | ISABELLA. My power, alas, I doubt! |
| 64524 | LUCIO. Our doubts are traitors, |
| 64525 | And make us lose the good we oft might win |
| 64526 | By fearing to attempt. Go to Lord Angelo, |
| 64527 | And let him learn to know, when maidens sue, |
| 64528 | Men give like gods; but when they weep and... |
| 64529 | All their petitions are as freely theirs |
| 64530 | As they themselves would owe them. |
| 64531 | ISABELLA. I'll see what I can do. |
| 64532 | LUCIO. But speedily. |
| 64533 | ISABELLA. I will about it straight; |
| 64534 | No longer staying but to give the Mother |
| 64535 | Notice of my affair. I humbly thank you. |
| 64536 | Commend me to my brother; soon at night |
| 64537 | I'll send him certain word of my success. |
| 64538 | LUCIO. I take my leave of you. |
| 64539 | ISABELLA. Good sir, adieu. ... |
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| 64548 | ACT II. Scene I. |
| 64549 | A hall in ANGELO'S house |
| 64550 | Enter ANGELO, ESCALUS, a JUSTICE, PROVOST, OFF... |
| 64551 | ANGELO. We must not make a scarecrow of the ... |
| 64552 | Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, |
| 64553 | And let it keep one shape till custom make it |
| 64554 | Their perch, and not their terror. |
| 64555 | ESCALUS. Ay, but yet |
| 64556 | Let us be keen, and rather cut a little |
| 64557 | Than fall and bruise to death. Alas! this ... |
| 64558 | Whom I would save, had a most noble father. |
| 64559 | Let but your honour know, |
| 64560 | Whom I believe to be most strait in virtue, |
| 64561 | That, in the working of your own affections, |
| 64562 | Had time coher'd with place, or place with... |
| 64563 | Or that the resolute acting of our blood |
| 64564 | Could have attain'd th' effect of your own... |
| 64565 | Whether you had not sometime in your life |
| 64566 | Err'd in this point which now you censure ... |
| 64567 | And pull'd the law upon you. |
| 64568 | ANGELO. 'Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus, |
| 64569 | Another thing to fall. I not deny |
| 64570 | The jury, passing on the prisoner's life, |
| 64571 | May in the sworn twelve have a thief or two |
| 64572 | Guiltier than him they try. What's open ma... |
| 64573 | That justice seizes. What knows the laws |
| 64574 | That thieves do pass on thieves? 'Tis very... |
| 64575 | The jewel that we find, we stoop and take't, |
| 64576 | Because we see it; but what we do not see |
| 64577 | We tread upon, and never think of it. |
| 64578 | You may not so extenuate his offence |
| 64579 | For I have had such faults; but rather tel... |
| 64580 | When I, that censure him, do so offend, |
| 64581 | Let mine own judgment pattern out my death, |
| 64582 | And nothing come in partial. Sir, he must ... |
| 64583 | ESCALUS. Be it as your wisdom will. |
| 64584 | ANGELO. Where is the Provost? |
| 64585 | PROVOST. Here, if it like your honour. |
| 64586 | ANGELO. See that Claudio |
| 64587 | Be executed by nine to-morrow morning; |
| 64588 | Bring him his confessor; let him be prepar'd; |
| 64589 | For that's the utmost of his pilgrimage. ... |
| 64590 | ESCALUS. [Aside] Well, heaven forgive him! a... |
| 64591 | Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall; |
| 64592 | Some run from breaks of ice, and answer none, |
| 64593 | And some condemned for a fault alone. |
| 64594 | Enter ELBOW and OFFICERS with FROTH a... |
| 64595 | ELBOW. Come, bring them away; if these be go... |
| 64596 | commonweal that do nothing but use their a... |
| 64597 | I know no law; bring them away. |
| 64598 | ANGELO. How now, sir! What's your name, and ... |
| 64599 | ELBOW. If it please your honour, I am the po... |
| 64600 | and my name is Elbow; I do lean upon justi... |
| 64601 | in here before your good honour two notori... |
| 64602 | ANGELO. Benefactors! Well- what benefactors ... |
| 64603 | malefactors? |
| 64604 | ELBOW. If it please your honour, I know not ... |
| 64605 | precise villains they are, that I am sure ... |
| 64606 | profanation in the world that good Christi... |
| 64607 | ESCALUS. This comes off well; here's a wise ... |
| 64608 | ANGELO. Go to; what quality are they of? Elb... |
| 64609 | dost thou not speak, Elbow? |
| 64610 | POMPEY. He cannot, sir; he's out at elbow. |
| 64611 | ANGELO. What are you, sir? |
| 64612 | ELBOW. He, sir? A tapster, sir; parcel-bawd;... |
| 64613 | woman; whose house, sir, was, as they say,... |
| 64614 | suburbs; and now she professes a hot-house... |
| 64615 | very ill house too. |
| 64616 | ESCALUS. How know you that? |
| 64617 | ELBOW. My Wife, sir, whom I detest before he... |
| 64618 | ESCALUS. How! thy wife! |
| 64619 | ELBOW. Ay, sir; whom I thank heaven, is an h... |
| 64620 | ESCALUS. Dost thou detest her therefore? |
| 64621 | ELBOW. I say, sir, I will detest myself also... |
| 64622 | this house, if it be not a bawd's house, i... |
| 64623 | for it is a naughty house. |
| 64624 | ESCALUS. How dost thou know that, constable? |
| 64625 | ELBOW. Marry, sir, by my wife; who, if she h... |
| 64626 | cardinally given, might have been accus'd ... |
| 64627 | adultery, and all uncleanliness there. |
| 64628 | ESCALUS. By the woman's means? |
| 64629 | ELBOW. Ay, sir, by Mistress Overdone's means... |
| 64630 | his face, so she defied him. |
| 64631 | POMPEY. Sir, if it please your honour, this ... |
| 64632 | ELBOW. Prove it before these varlets here, t... |
| 64633 | prove it. |
| 64634 | ESCALUS. Do you hear how he misplaces? |
| 64635 | POMPEY. Sir, she came in great with child; a... |
| 64636 | honour's reverence, for stew'd prunes. Sir... |
| 64637 | house, which at that very distant time sto... |
| 64638 | fruit dish, a dish of some three pence; yo... |
| 64639 | such dishes; they are not China dishes, bu... |
| 64640 | ESCALUS. Go to, go to; no matter for the dis... |
| 64641 | POMPEY. No, indeed, sir, not of a pin; you a... |
| 64642 | right; but to the point. As I say, this Mi... |
| 64643 | I say, with child, and being great-bellied... |
| 64644 | said, for prunes; and having but two in th... |
| 64645 | Master Froth here, this very man, having e... |
| 64646 | said, and, as I say, paying for them very ... |
| 64647 | know, Master Froth, I could not give you t... |
| 64648 | FROTH. No, indeed. |
| 64649 | POMPEY. Very well; you being then, if you be... |
| 64650 | the stones of the foresaid prunes- |
| 64651 | FROTH. Ay, so I did indeed. |
| 64652 | POMPEY. Why, very well; I telling you then, ... |
| 64653 | that such a one and such a one were past c... |
| 64654 | wot of, unless they kept very good diet, a... |
| 64655 | FROTH. All this is true. |
| 64656 | POMPEY. Why, very well then- |
| 64657 | ESCALUS. Come, you are a tedious fool. To th... |
| 64658 | done to Elbow's wife that he hath cause to... |
| 64659 | to what was done to her. |
| 64660 | POMPEY. Sir, your honour cannot come to that... |
| 64661 | ESCALUS. No, sir, nor I mean it not. |
| 64662 | POMPEY. Sir, but you shall come to it, by yo... |
| 64663 | I beseech you, look into Master Froth here... |
| 64664 | fourscore pound a year; whose father died ... |
| 64665 | at Hallowmas, Master Froth? |
| 64666 | FROTH. All-hallond eve. |
| 64667 | POMPEY. Why, very well; I hope here be truth... |
| 64668 | I say, in a lower chair, sir; 'twas in the... |
| 64669 | where, indeed, you have a delight to sit, ... |
| 64670 | FROTH. I have so; because it is an open room... |
| 64671 | POMPEY. Why, very well then; I hope here be ... |
| 64672 | ANGELO. This will last out a night in Russia, |
| 64673 | When nights are longest there; I'll take m... |
| 64674 | And leave you to the hearing of the cause, |
| 64675 | Hoping you'll find good cause to whip them... |
| 64676 | ESCALUS. I think no less. Good morrow to you... |
| 64677 | [Exit ANGELO] Now, sir, come on; what was ... |
| 64678 | once more? |
| 64679 | POMPEY. Once?- sir. There was nothing done t... |
| 64680 | ELBOW. I beseech you, sir, ask him what this... |
| 64681 | POMPEY. I beseech your honour, ask me. |
| 64682 | ESCALUS. Well, sir, what did this gentleman ... |
| 64683 | POMPEY. I beseech you, sir, look in this gen... |
| 64684 | Master Froth, look upon his honour; 'tis f... |
| 64685 | your honour mark his face? |
| 64686 | ESCALUS. Ay, sir, very well. |
| 64687 | POMPEY. Nay, I beseech you, mark it well. |
| 64688 | ESCALUS. Well, I do so. |
| 64689 | POMPEY. Doth your honour see any harm in his... |
| 64690 | ESCALUS. Why, no. |
| 64691 | POMPEY. I'll be suppos'd upon a book his fac... |
| 64692 | about him. Good then; if his face be the w... |
| 64693 | how could Master Froth do the constable's ... |
| 64694 | know that of your honour. |
| 64695 | ESCALUS. He's in the right, constable; what ... |
| 64696 | ELBOW. First, an it like you, the house is a... |
| 64697 | this is a respected fellow; and his mistre... |
| 64698 | woman. |
| 64699 | POMPEY. By this hand, sir, his wife is a mor... |
| 64700 | any of us all. |
| 64701 | ELBOW. Varlet, thou liest; thou liest, wicke... |
| 64702 | yet to come that she was ever respected wi... |
| 64703 | child. |
| 64704 | POMPEY. Sir, she was respected with him befo... |
| 64705 | ESCALUS. Which is the wiser here, Justice or... |
| 64706 | true? |
| 64707 | ELBOW. O thou caitiff! O thou varlet! O thou... |
| 64708 | respected with her before I was married to... |
| 64709 | respected with her, or she with me, let no... |
| 64710 | the poor Duke's officer. Prove this, thou ... |
| 64711 | I'll have mine action of batt'ry on thee. |
| 64712 | ESCALUS. If he took you a box o' th' ear, yo... |
| 64713 | action of slander too. |
| 64714 | ELBOW. Marry, I thank your good worship for ... |
| 64715 | worship's pleasure I shall do with this wi... |
| 64716 | ESCALUS. Truly, officer, because he hath som... |
| 64717 | thou wouldst discover if thou couldst, let... |
| 64718 | courses till thou know'st what they are. |
| 64719 | ELBOW. Marry, I thank your worship for it. T... |
| 64720 | varlet, now, what's come upon thee: thou a... |
| 64721 | thou varlet; thou art to continue. |
| 64722 | ESCALUS. Where were you born, friend? |
| 64723 | FROTH. Here in Vienna, sir. |
| 64724 | ESCALUS. Are you of fourscore pounds a year? |
| 64725 | FROTH. Yes, an't please you, sir. |
| 64726 | ESCALUS. So. What trade are you of, sir? |
| 64727 | POMPEY. A tapster, a poor widow's tapster. |
| 64728 | ESCALUS. Your mistress' name? |
| 64729 | POMPEY. Mistress Overdone. |
| 64730 | ESCALUS. Hath she had any more than one husb... |
| 64731 | POMPEY. Nine, sir; Overdone by the last. |
| 64732 | ESCALUS. Nine! Come hither to me, Master Fro... |
| 64733 | would not have you acquainted with tapster... |
| 64734 | Master Froth, and you will hang them. Get ... |
| 64735 | hear no more of you. |
| 64736 | FROTH. I thank your worship. For mine own pa... |
| 64737 | any room in a taphouse but I am drawn in. |
| 64738 | ESCALUS. Well, no more of it, Master Froth; ... |
| 64739 | Come you hither to me, Master Tapster; wha... |
| 64740 | Tapster? |
| 64741 | POMPEY. Pompey. |
| 64742 | ESCALUS. What else? |
| 64743 | POMPEY. Bum, sir. |
| 64744 | ESCALUS. Troth, and your bum is the greatest... |
| 64745 | that, in the beastliest sense, you are Pom... |
| 64746 | you are partly a bawd, Pompey, howsoever y... |
| 64747 | tapster. Are you not? Come, tell me true; ... |
| 64748 | for you. |
| 64749 | POMPEY. Truly, sir, I am a poor fellow that ... |
| 64750 | ESCALUS. How would you live, Pompey- by bein... |
| 64751 | think of the trade, Pompey? Is it a lawful... |
| 64752 | POMPEY. If the law would allow it, sir. |
| 64753 | ESCALUS. But the law will not allow it, Pomp... |
| 64754 | allowed in Vienna. |
| 64755 | POMPEY. Does your worship mean to geld and s... |
| 64756 | the city? |
| 64757 | ESCALUS. No, Pompey. |
| 64758 | POMPEY. Truly, sir, in my poor opinion, they... |
| 64759 | your worship will take order for the drabs... |
| 64760 | need not to fear the bawds. |
| 64761 | ESCALUS. There is pretty orders beginning, I... |
| 64762 | is but heading and hanging. |
| 64763 | POMPEY. If you head and hang all that offend... |
| 64764 | year together, you'll be glad to give out ... |
| 64765 | heads; if this law hold in Vienna ten year... |
| 64766 | house in it, after threepence a bay. If yo... |
| 64767 | to pass, say Pompey told you so. |
| 64768 | ESCALUS. Thank you, good Pompey; and, in req... |
| 64769 | hark you: I advise you, let me not find yo... |
| 64770 | any complaint whatsoever- no, not for dwel... |
| 64771 | do, Pompey, I shall beat you to your tent,... |
| 64772 | Caesar to you; in plain dealing, Pompey, I... |
| 64773 | So for this time, Pompey, fare you well. |
| 64774 | POMPEY. I thank your worship for your good c... |
| 64775 | shall follow it as the flesh and fortune s... |
| 64776 | Whip me? No, no; let carman whip his jade; |
| 64777 | The valiant heart's not whipt out of his t... |
| 64778 | ESCALUS. Come hither to me, Master Elbow; co... |
| 64779 | Constable. How long have you been in this ... |
| 64780 | ELBOW. Seven year and a half, sir. |
| 64781 | ESCALUS. I thought, by the readiness in the ... |
| 64782 | continued in it some time. You say seven y... |
| 64783 | ELBOW. And a half, sir. |
| 64784 | ESCALUS. Alas, it hath been great pains to y... |
| 64785 | to put you so oft upon't. Are there not me... |
| 64786 | sufficient to serve it? |
| 64787 | ELBOW. Faith, sir, few of any wit in such ma... |
| 64788 | chosen, they are glad to choose me for the... |
| 64789 | piece of money, and go through with all. |
| 64790 | ESCALUS. Look you, bring me in the names of ... |
| 64791 | most sufficient of your parish. |
| 64792 | ELBOW. To your worship's house, sir? |
| 64793 | ESCALUS. To my house. Fare you well. ... |
| 64794 | What's o'clock, think you? |
| 64795 | JUSTICE. Eleven, sir. |
| 64796 | ESCALUS. I pray you home to dinner with me. |
| 64797 | JUSTICE. I humbly thank you. |
| 64798 | ESCALUS. It grieves me for the death of Clau... |
| 64799 | But there's no remedy. |
| 64800 | JUSTICE. Lord Angelo is severe. |
| 64801 | ESCALUS. It is but needful: |
| 64802 | Mercy is not itself that oft looks so; |
| 64803 | Pardon is still the nurse of second woe. |
| 64804 | But yet, poor Claudio! There is no remedy. |
| 64805 | Come, sir. ... |
| 64806 | SCENE II. |
| 64807 | Another room in ANGELO'S house |
| 64808 | Enter PROVOST and a SERVANT |
| 64809 | SERVANT. He's hearing of a cause; he will co... |
| 64810 | I'll tell him of you. |
| 64811 | PROVOST. Pray you do. [Exit SERVANT] I'll know |
| 64812 | His pleasure; may be he will relent. Alas, |
| 64813 | He hath but as offended in a dream! |
| 64814 | All sects, all ages, smack of this vice; a... |
| 64815 | To die for 't! |
| 64816 | Enter ANGELO |
| 64817 | ANGELO. Now, what's the matter, Provost? |
| 64818 | PROVOST. Is it your will Claudio shall die t... |
| 64819 | ANGELO. Did not I tell thee yea? Hadst thou ... |
| 64820 | Why dost thou ask again? |
| 64821 | PROVOST. Lest I might be too rash; |
| 64822 | Under your good correction, I have seen |
| 64823 | When, after execution, judgment hath |
| 64824 | Repented o'er his doom. |
| 64825 | ANGELO. Go to; let that be mine. |
| 64826 | Do you your office, or give up your place, |
| 64827 | And you shall well be spar'd. |
| 64828 | PROVOST. I crave your honour's pardon. |
| 64829 | What shall be done, sir, with the groaning... |
| 64830 | She's very near her hour. |
| 64831 | ANGELO. Dispose of her |
| 64832 | To some more fitter place, and that with s... |
| 64833 | Re-enter SERVANT |
| 64834 | SERVANT. Here is the sister of the man conde... |
| 64835 | Desires access to you. |
| 64836 | ANGELO. Hath he a sister? |
| 64837 | PROVOST. Ay, my good lord; a very virtuous m... |
| 64838 | And to be shortly of a sisterhood, |
| 64839 | If not already. |
| 64840 | ANGELO. Well, let her be admitted. ... |
| 64841 | See you the fornicatress be remov'd; |
| 64842 | Let her have needful but not lavish means; |
| 64843 | There shall be order for't. |
| 64844 | Enter Lucio and ISABELLA |
| 64845 | PROVOST. [Going] Save your honour! |
| 64846 | ANGELO. Stay a little while. [To ISABELLA] Y... |
| 64847 | your will? |
| 64848 | ISABELLA. I am a woeful suitor to your honour, |
| 64849 | Please but your honour hear me. |
| 64850 | ANGELO. Well; what's your suit? |
| 64851 | ISABELLA. There is a vice that most I do abhor, |
| 64852 | And most desire should meet the blow of ju... |
| 64853 | For which I would not plead, but that I must; |
| 64854 | For which I must not plead, but that I am |
| 64855 | At war 'twixt will and will not. |
| 64856 | ANGELO. Well; the matter? |
| 64857 | ISABELLA. I have a brother is condemn'd to die; |
| 64858 | I do beseech you, let it be his fault, |
| 64859 | And not my brother. |
| 64860 | PROVOST. [Aside] Heaven give thee moving gra... |
| 64861 | ANGELO. Condemn the fault and not the actor ... |
| 64862 | Why, every fault's condemn'd ere it be done; |
| 64863 | Mine were the very cipher of a function, |
| 64864 | To fine the faults whose fine stands in re... |
| 64865 | And let go by the actor. |
| 64866 | ISABELLA. O just but severe law! |
| 64867 | I had a brother, then. Heaven keep your ho... |
| 64868 | LUCIO. [To ISABELLA] Give't not o'er so; to ... |
| 64869 | Kneel down before him, hang upon his gown; |
| 64870 | You are too cold: if you should need a pin, |
| 64871 | You could not with more tame a tongue desi... |
| 64872 | To him, I say. |
| 64873 | ISABELLA. Must he needs die? |
| 64874 | ANGELO. Maiden, no remedy. |
| 64875 | ISABELLA. Yes; I do think that you might par... |
| 64876 | And neither heaven nor man grieve at the m... |
| 64877 | ANGELO. I will not do't. |
| 64878 | ISABELLA. But can you, if you would? |
| 64879 | ANGELO. Look, what I will not, that I cannot... |
| 64880 | ISABELLA. But might you do't, and do the wor... |
| 64881 | If so your heart were touch'd with that re... |
| 64882 | As mine is to him? |
| 64883 | ANGELO. He's sentenc'd; 'tis too late. |
| 64884 | LUCIO. [To ISABELLA] You are too cold. |
| 64885 | ISABELLA. Too late? Why, no; I, that do spea... |
| 64886 | May call it back again. Well, believe this: |
| 64887 | No ceremony that to great ones longs, |
| 64888 | Not the king's crown nor the deputed sword, |
| 64889 | The marshal's truncheon nor the judge's robe, |
| 64890 | Become them with one half so good a grace |
| 64891 | As mercy does. |
| 64892 | If he had been as you, and you as he, |
| 64893 | You would have slipp'd like him; but he, l... |
| 64894 | Would not have been so stern. |
| 64895 | ANGELO. Pray you be gone. |
| 64896 | ISABELLA. I would to heaven I had your potency, |
| 64897 | And you were Isabel! Should it then be thus? |
| 64898 | No; I would tell what 'twere to be a judge |
| 64899 | And what a prisoner. |
| 64900 | LUCIO. [To ISABELLA] Ay, touch him; there's ... |
| 64901 | ANGELO. Your brother is a forfeit of the law, |
| 64902 | And you but waste your words. |
| 64903 | ISABELLA. Alas! Alas! |
| 64904 | Why, all the souls that were were forfeit ... |
| 64905 | And He that might the vantage best have took |
| 64906 | Found out the remedy. How would you be |
| 64907 | If He, which is the top of judgment, should |
| 64908 | But judge you as you are? O, think on that; |
| 64909 | And mercy then will breathe within your lips, |
| 64910 | Like man new made. |
| 64911 | ANGELO. Be you content, fair maid. |
| 64912 | It is the law, not I condemn your brother. |
| 64913 | Were he my kinsman, brother, or my son, |
| 64914 | It should be thus with him. He must die to... |
| 64915 | ISABELLA. To-morrow! O, that's sudden! Spare... |
| 64916 | He's not prepar'd for death. Even for our ... |
| 64917 | We kill the fowl of season; shall we serve... |
| 64918 | With less respect than we do minister |
| 64919 | To our gross selves? Good, good my lord, b... |
| 64920 | Who is it that hath died for this offence? |
| 64921 | There's many have committed it. |
| 64922 | LUCIO. [Aside] Ay, well said. |
| 64923 | ANGELO. The law hath not been dead, though i... |
| 64924 | Those many had not dar'd to do that evil |
| 64925 | If the first that did th' edict infringe |
| 64926 | Had answer'd for his deed. Now 'tis awake, |
| 64927 | Takes note of what is done, and, like a pr... |
| 64928 | Looks in a glass that shows what future ev... |
| 64929 | Either now or by remissness new conceiv'd, |
| 64930 | And so in progress to be hatch'd and born- |
| 64931 | Are now to have no successive degrees, |
| 64932 | But here they live to end. |
| 64933 | ISABELLA. Yet show some pity. |
| 64934 | ANGELO. I show it most of all when I show ju... |
| 64935 | For then I pity those I do not know, |
| 64936 | Which a dismiss'd offence would after gall, |
| 64937 | And do him right that, answering one foul ... |
| 64938 | Lives not to act another. Be satisfied; |
| 64939 | Your brother dies to-morrow; be content. |
| 64940 | ISABELLA. So you must be the first that give... |
| 64941 | And he that suffers. O, it is excellent |
| 64942 | To have a giant's strength! But it is tyra... |
| 64943 | To use it like a giant. |
| 64944 | LUCIO. [To ISABELLA] That's well said. |
| 64945 | ISABELLA. Could great men thunder |
| 64946 | As Jove himself does, Jove would never be ... |
| 64947 | For every pelting petty officer |
| 64948 | Would use his heaven for thunder, |
| 64949 | Nothing but thunder. Merciful Heaven, |
| 64950 | Thou rather, with thy sharp and sulphurous... |
| 64951 | Splits the unwedgeable and gnarled oak |
| 64952 | Than the soft myrtle. But man, proud man, |
| 64953 | Dress'd in a little brief authority, |
| 64954 | Most ignorant of what he's most assur'd, |
| 64955 | His glassy essence, like an angry ape, |
| 64956 | Plays such fantastic tricks before high he... |
| 64957 | As makes the angels weep; who, with our sp... |
| 64958 | Would all themselves laugh mortal. |
| 64959 | LUCIO. [To ISABELLA] O, to him, to him, wenc... |
| 64960 | He's coming; I perceive 't. |
| 64961 | PROVOST. [Aside] Pray heaven she win him. |
| 64962 | ISABELLA. We cannot weigh our brother with o... |
| 64963 | Great men may jest with saints: 'tis wit i... |
| 64964 | But in the less foul profanation. |
| 64965 | LUCIO. [To ISABELLA] Thou'rt i' th' right, g... |
| 64966 | ISABELLA. That in the captain's but a choler... |
| 64967 | Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy. |
| 64968 | LUCIO. [To ISABELLA] Art avis'd o' that? Mor... |
| 64969 | ANGELO. Why do you put these sayings upon me? |
| 64970 | ISABELLA. Because authority, though it err l... |
| 64971 | Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself |
| 64972 | That skins the vice o' th' top. Go to your... |
| 64973 | Knock there, and ask your heart what it do... |
| 64974 | That's like my brother's fault. If it confess |
| 64975 | A natural guiltiness such as is his, |
| 64976 | Let it not sound a thought upon your tongue |
| 64977 | Against my brother's life. |
| 64978 | ANGELO. [Aside] She speaks, and 'tis |
| 64979 | Such sense that my sense breeds with it.- ... |
| 64980 | ISABELLA. Gentle my lord, turn back. |
| 64981 | ANGELO. I will bethink me. Come again to-mor... |
| 64982 | ISABELLA. Hark how I'll bribe you; good my l... |
| 64983 | ANGELO. How, bribe me? |
| 64984 | ISABELLA. Ay, with such gifts that heaven sh... |
| 64985 | LUCIO. [To ISABELLA) You had marr'd all else. |
| 64986 | ISABELLA. Not with fond sicles of the tested... |
| 64987 | Or stones, whose rate are either rich or poor |
| 64988 | As fancy values them; but with true prayers |
| 64989 | That shall be up at heaven and enter there |
| 64990 | Ere sun-rise, prayers from preserved souls, |
| 64991 | From fasting maids, whose minds are dedicate |
| 64992 | To nothing temporal. |
| 64993 | ANGELO. Well; come to me to-morrow. |
| 64994 | LUCIO. [To ISABELLA] Go to; 'tis well; away. |
| 64995 | ISABELLA. Heaven keep your honour safe! |
| 64996 | ANGELO. [Aside] Amen; for I |
| 64997 | Am that way going to temptation |
| 64998 | Where prayers cross. |
| 64999 | ISABELLA. At what hour to-morrow |
| 65000 | Shall I attend your lordship? |
| 65001 | ANGELO. At any time 'fore noon. |
| 65002 | ISABELLA. Save your honour! Exe... |
| 65003 | ANGELO. From thee; even from thy virtue! |
| 65004 | What's this, what's this? Is this her faul... |
| 65005 | The tempter or the tempted, who sins most? |
| 65006 | Ha! |
| 65007 | Not she; nor doth she tempt; but it is I |
| 65008 | That, lying by the violet in the sun, |
| 65009 | Do as the carrion does, not as the flow'r, |
| 65010 | Corrupt with virtuous season. Can it be |
| 65011 | That modesty may more betray our sense |
| 65012 | Than woman's lightness? Having waste groun... |
| 65013 | Shall we desire to raze the sanctuary, |
| 65014 | And pitch our evils there? O, fie, fie, fie! |
| 65015 | What dost thou, or what art thou, Angelo? |
| 65016 | Dost thou desire her foully for those things |
| 65017 | That make her good? O, let her brother live! |
| 65018 | Thieves for their robbery have authority |
| 65019 | When judges steal themselves. What, do I l... |
| 65020 | That I desire to hear her speak again, |
| 65021 | And feast upon her eyes? What is't I dream... |
| 65022 | O cunning enemy, that, to catch a saint, |
| 65023 | With saints dost bait thy hook! Most dange... |
| 65024 | Is that temptation that doth goad us on |
| 65025 | To sin in loving virtue. Never could the s... |
| 65026 | With all her double vigour, art and nature, |
| 65027 | Once stir my temper; but this virtuous maid |
| 65028 | Subdues me quite. Ever till now, |
| 65029 | When men were fond, I smil'd and wond'red ... |
| 65030 | SCENE III. |
| 65031 | A prison |
| 65032 | Enter, severally, DUKE, disguised as a FRIAR, ... |
| 65033 | DUKE. Hail to you, Provost! so I think you are. |
| 65034 | PROVOST. I am the Provost. What's your will,... |
| 65035 | DUKE. Bound by my charity and my blest order, |
| 65036 | I come to visit the afflicted spirits |
| 65037 | Here in the prison. Do me the common right |
| 65038 | To let me see them, and to make me know |
| 65039 | The nature of their crimes, that I may min... |
| 65040 | To them accordingly. |
| 65041 | PROVOST. I would do more than that, if more ... |
| 65042 | Enter JULIET |
| 65043 | Look, here comes one; a gentlewoman of mine, |
| 65044 | Who, falling in the flaws of her own youth, |
| 65045 | Hath blister'd her report. She is with child; |
| 65046 | And he that got it, sentenc'd- a young man |
| 65047 | More fit to do another such offence |
| 65048 | Than die for this. |
| 65049 | DUKE. When must he die? |
| 65050 | PROVOST. As I do think, to-morrow. |
| 65051 | [To JULIET] I have provided for you; stay ... |
| 65052 | And you shall be conducted. |
| 65053 | DUKE. Repent you, fair one, of the sin you c... |
| 65054 | JULIET. I do; and bear the shame most patien... |
| 65055 | DUKE. I'll teach you how you shall arraign y... |
| 65056 | And try your penitence, if it be sound |
| 65057 | Or hollowly put on. |
| 65058 | JULIET. I'll gladly learn. |
| 65059 | DUKE. Love you the man that wrong'd you? |
| 65060 | JULIET. Yes, as I love the woman that wrong'... |
| 65061 | DUKE. So then, it seems, your most offencefu... |
| 65062 | Was mutually committed. |
| 65063 | JULIET. Mutually. |
| 65064 | DUKE. Then was your sin of heavier kind than... |
| 65065 | JULIET. I do confess it, and repent it, father. |
| 65066 | DUKE. 'Tis meet so, daughter; but lest you d... |
| 65067 | As that the sin hath brought you to this s... |
| 65068 | Which sorrow is always toward ourselves, n... |
| 65069 | Showing we would not spare heaven as we lo... |
| 65070 | But as we stand in fear- |
| 65071 | JULIET. I do repent me as it is an evil, |
| 65072 | And take the shame with joy. |
| 65073 | DUKE. There rest. |
| 65074 | Your partner, as I hear, must die to-morrow, |
| 65075 | And I am going with instruction to him. |
| 65076 | Grace go with you! Benedicite! ... |
| 65077 | JULIET. Must die to-morrow! O, injurious law, |
| 65078 | That respites me a life whose very comfort |
| 65079 | Is still a dying horror! |
| 65080 | PROVOST. 'Tis pity of him. ... |
| 65081 | SCENE IV. |
| 65082 | ANGELO'S house |
| 65083 | Enter ANGELO |
| 65084 | ANGELO. When I would pray and think, I think... |
| 65085 | To several subjects. Heaven hath my empty ... |
| 65086 | Whilst my invention, hearing not my tongue, |
| 65087 | Anchors on Isabel. Heaven in my mouth, |
| 65088 | As if I did but only chew his name, |
| 65089 | And in my heart the strong and swelling evil |
| 65090 | Of my conception. The state whereon I studied |
| 65091 | Is, like a good thing being often read, |
| 65092 | Grown sere and tedious; yea, my gravity, |
| 65093 | Wherein- let no man hear me- I take pride, |
| 65094 | Could I with boot change for an idle plume |
| 65095 | Which the air beats for vain. O place, O f... |
| 65096 | How often dost thou with thy case, thy habit, |
| 65097 | Wrench awe from fools, and tie the wiser s... |
| 65098 | To thy false seeming! Blood, thou art blood. |
| 65099 | Let's write 'good angel' on the devil's horn; |
| 65100 | 'Tis not the devil's crest. |
| 65101 | Enter SERVANT |
| 65102 | How now, who's there? |
| 65103 | SERVANT. One Isabel, a sister, desires acces... |
| 65104 | ANGELO. Teach her the way. [Exit SERVANT] O ... |
| 65105 | Why does my blood thus muster to my heart, |
| 65106 | Making both it unable for itself |
| 65107 | And dispossessing all my other parts |
| 65108 | Of necessary fitness? |
| 65109 | So play the foolish throngs with one that ... |
| 65110 | Come all to help him, and so stop the air |
| 65111 | By which he should revive; and even so |
| 65112 | The general subject to a well-wish'd king |
| 65113 | Quit their own part, and in obsequious fon... |
| 65114 | Crowd to his presence, where their untaugh... |
| 65115 | Must needs appear offence. |
| 65116 | Enter ISABELLA |
| 65117 | How now, fair maid? |
| 65118 | ISABELLA. I am come to know your pleasure. |
| 65119 | ANGELO. That you might know it would much be... |
| 65120 | Than to demand what 'tis. Your brother can... |
| 65121 | ISABELLA. Even so! Heaven keep your honour! |
| 65122 | ANGELO. Yet may he live awhile, and, it may be, |
| 65123 | As long as you or I; yet he must die. |
| 65124 | ISABELLA. Under your sentence? |
| 65125 | ANGELO. Yea. |
| 65126 | ISABELLA. When? I beseech you; that in his r... |
| 65127 | Longer or shorter, he may be so fitted |
| 65128 | That his soul sicken not. |
| 65129 | ANGELO. Ha! Fie, these filthy vices! It were... |
| 65130 | To pardon him that hath from nature stol'n |
| 65131 | A man already made, as to remit |
| 65132 | Their saucy sweetness that do coin heaven'... |
| 65133 | In stamps that are forbid; 'tis all as easy |
| 65134 | Falsely to take away a life true made |
| 65135 | As to put metal in restrained means |
| 65136 | To make a false one. |
| 65137 | ISABELLA. 'Tis set down so in heaven, but no... |
| 65138 | ANGELO. Say you so? Then I shall pose you qu... |
| 65139 | Which had you rather- that the most just law |
| 65140 | Now took your brother's life; or, to redee... |
| 65141 | Give up your body to such sweet uncleanness |
| 65142 | As she that he hath stain'd? |
| 65143 | ISABELLA. Sir, believe this: |
| 65144 | I had rather give my body than my soul. |
| 65145 | ANGELO. I talk not of your soul; our compell... |
| 65146 | Stand more for number than for accompt. |
| 65147 | ISABELLA. How say you? |
| 65148 | ANGELO. Nay, I'll not warrant that; for I ca... |
| 65149 | Against the thing I say. Answer to this: |
| 65150 | I, now the voice of the recorded law, |
| 65151 | Pronounce a sentence on your brother's life; |
| 65152 | Might there not be a charity in sin |
| 65153 | To save this brother's life? |
| 65154 | ISABELLA. Please you to do't, |
| 65155 | I'll take it as a peril to my soul |
| 65156 | It is no sin at all, but charity. |
| 65157 | ANGELO. Pleas'd you to do't at peril of your... |
| 65158 | Were equal poise of sin and charity. |
| 65159 | ISABELLA. That I do beg his life, if it be sin, |
| 65160 | Heaven let me bear it! You granting of my ... |
| 65161 | If that be sin, I'll make it my morn prayer |
| 65162 | To have it added to the faults of mine, |
| 65163 | And nothing of your answer. |
| 65164 | ANGELO. Nay, but hear me; |
| 65165 | Your sense pursues not mine; either you ar... |
| 65166 | Or seem so, craftily; and that's not good. |
| 65167 | ISABELLA. Let me be ignorant, and in nothing... |
| 65168 | But graciously to know I am no better. |
| 65169 | ANGELO. Thus wisdom wishes to appear most br... |
| 65170 | When it doth tax itself; as these black masks |
| 65171 | Proclaim an enshielded beauty ten times lo... |
| 65172 | Than beauty could, display'd. But mark me: |
| 65173 | To be received plain, I'll speak more gross- |
| 65174 | Your brother is to die. |
| 65175 | ISABELLA. So. |
| 65176 | ANGELO. And his offence is so, as it appears, |
| 65177 | Accountant to the law upon that pain. |
| 65178 | ISABELLA. True. |
| 65179 | ANGELO. Admit no other way to save his life, |
| 65180 | As I subscribe not that, nor any other, |
| 65181 | But, in the loss of question, that you, hi... |
| 65182 | Finding yourself desir'd of such a person |
| 65183 | Whose credit with the judge, or own great ... |
| 65184 | Could fetch your brother from the manacles |
| 65185 | Of the all-binding law; and that there were |
| 65186 | No earthly mean to save him but that either |
| 65187 | You must lay down the treasures of your body |
| 65188 | To this supposed, or else to let him suffer- |
| 65189 | What would you do? |
| 65190 | ISABELLA. As much for my poor brother as mys... |
| 65191 | That is, were I under the terms of death, |
| 65192 | Th' impression of keen whips I'd wear as r... |
| 65193 | And strip myself to death as to a bed |
| 65194 | That longing have been sick for, ere I'd y... |
| 65195 | My body up to shame. |
| 65196 | ANGELO. Then must your brother die. |
| 65197 | ISABELLA. And 'twere the cheaper way: |
| 65198 | Better it were a brother died at once |
| 65199 | Than that a sister, by redeeming him, |
| 65200 | Should die for ever. |
| 65201 | ANGELO. Were not you, then, as cruel as the ... |
| 65202 | That you have slander'd so? |
| 65203 | ISABELLA. Ignominy in ransom and free pardon |
| 65204 | Are of two houses: lawful mercy |
| 65205 | Is nothing kin to foul redemption. |
| 65206 | ANGELO. You seem'd of late to make the law a... |
| 65207 | And rather prov'd the sliding of your brother |
| 65208 | A merriment than a vice. |
| 65209 | ISABELLA. O, pardon me, my lord! It oft fall... |
| 65210 | To have what we would have, we speak not w... |
| 65211 | I something do excuse the thing I hate |
| 65212 | For his advantage that I dearly love. |
| 65213 | ANGELO. We are all frail. |
| 65214 | ISABELLA. Else let my brother die, |
| 65215 | If not a fedary but only he |
| 65216 | Owe and succeed thy weakness. |
| 65217 | ANGELO. Nay, women are frail too. |
| 65218 | ISABELLA. Ay, as the glasses where they view... |
| 65219 | Which are as easy broke as they make forms. |
| 65220 | Women, help heaven! Men their creation mar |
| 65221 | In profiting by them. Nay, call us ten tim... |
| 65222 | For we are soft as our complexions are, |
| 65223 | And credulous to false prints. |
| 65224 | ANGELO. I think it well; |
| 65225 | And from this testimony of your own sex, |
| 65226 | Since I suppose we are made to be no stronger |
| 65227 | Than faults may shake our frames, let me b... |
| 65228 | I do arrest your words. Be that you are, |
| 65229 | That is, a woman; if you be more, you're n... |
| 65230 | If you be one, as you are well express'd |
| 65231 | By all external warrants, show it now |
| 65232 | By putting on the destin'd livery. |
| 65233 | ISABELLA. I have no tongue but one; gentle, ... |
| 65234 | Let me intreat you speak the former language. |
| 65235 | ANGELO. Plainly conceive, I love you. |
| 65236 | ISABELLA. My brother did love Juliet, |
| 65237 | And you tell me that he shall die for't. |
| 65238 | ANGELO. He shall not, Isabel, if you give me... |
| 65239 | ISABELLA. I know your virtue hath a license ... |
| 65240 | Which seems a little fouler than it is, |
| 65241 | To pluck on others. |
| 65242 | ANGELO. Believe me, on mine honour, |
| 65243 | My words express my purpose. |
| 65244 | ISABELLA. Ha! little honour to be much belie... |
| 65245 | And most pernicious purpose! Seeming, seem... |
| 65246 | I will proclaim thee, Angelo, look for't. |
| 65247 | Sign me a present pardon for my brother |
| 65248 | Or, with an outstretch'd throat, I'll tell... |
| 65249 | What man thou art. |
| 65250 | ANGELO. Who will believe thee, Isabel? |
| 65251 | My unsoil'd name, th' austereness of my life, |
| 65252 | My vouch against you, and my place i' th' ... |
| 65253 | Will so your accusation overweigh |
| 65254 | That you shall stifle in your own report, |
| 65255 | And smell of calumny. I have begun, |
| 65256 | And now I give my sensual race the rein: |
| 65257 | Fit thy consent to my sharp appetite; |
| 65258 | Lay by all nicety and prolixious blushes |
| 65259 | That banish what they sue for; redeem thy ... |
| 65260 | By yielding up thy body to my will; |
| 65261 | Or else he must not only die the death, |
| 65262 | But thy unkindness shall his death draw out |
| 65263 | To ling'ring sufferance. Answer me to-morrow, |
| 65264 | Or, by the affection that now guides me most, |
| 65265 | I'll prove a tyrant to him. As for you, |
| 65266 | Say what you can: my false o'erweighs your... |
| 65267 | ISABELLA. To whom should I complain? Did I t... |
| 65268 | Who would believe me? O perilous mouths |
| 65269 | That bear in them one and the self-same to... |
| 65270 | Either of condemnation or approof, |
| 65271 | Bidding the law make curtsy to their will; |
| 65272 | Hooking both right and wrong to th' appetite, |
| 65273 | To follow as it draws! I'll to my brother. |
| 65274 | Though he hath fall'n by prompture of the ... |
| 65275 | Yet hath he in him such a mind of honour |
| 65276 | That, had he twenty heads to tender down |
| 65277 | On twenty bloody blocks, he'd yield them up |
| 65278 | Before his sister should her body stoop |
| 65279 | To such abhorr'd pollution. |
| 65280 | Then, Isabel, live chaste, and, brother, die: |
| 65281 | More than our brother is our chastity. |
| 65282 | I'll tell him yet of Angelo's request, |
| 65283 | And fit his mind to death, for his soul's ... |
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| 65292 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 65293 | The prison |
| 65294 | Enter DUKE, disguised as before, CLAUDIO, and ... |
| 65295 | DUKE. So, then you hope of pardon from Lord ... |
| 65296 | CLAUDIO. The miserable have no other medicine |
| 65297 | But only hope: |
| 65298 | I have hope to Eve, and am prepar'd to die. |
| 65299 | DUKE. Be absolute for death; either death or... |
| 65300 | Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus ... |
| 65301 | If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing |
| 65302 | That none but fools would keep. A breath t... |
| 65303 | Servile to all the skyey influences, |
| 65304 | That dost this habitation where thou keep'st |
| 65305 | Hourly afflict. Merely, thou art Death's f... |
| 65306 | For him thou labour'st by thy flight to shun |
| 65307 | And yet run'st toward him still. Thou art ... |
| 65308 | For all th' accommodations that thou bear'st |
| 65309 | Are nurs'd by baseness. Thou 'rt by no mea... |
| 65310 | For thou dost fear the soft and tender fork |
| 65311 | Of a poor worm. Thy best of rest is sleep, |
| 65312 | And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly f... |
| 65313 | Thy death, which is no more. Thou art not ... |
| 65314 | For thou exists on many a thousand grains |
| 65315 | That issue out of dust. Happy thou art not; |
| 65316 | For what thou hast not, still thou striv's... |
| 65317 | And what thou hast, forget'st. Thou art no... |
| 65318 | For thy complexion shifts to strange effects, |
| 65319 | After the moon. If thou art rich, thou'rt ... |
| 65320 | For, like an ass whose back with ingots bows, |
| 65321 | Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey, |
| 65322 | And Death unloads thee. Friend hast thou n... |
| 65323 | For thine own bowels which do call thee sire, |
| 65324 | The mere effusion of thy proper loins, |
| 65325 | Do curse the gout, serpigo, and the rheum, |
| 65326 | For ending thee no sooner. Thou hast nor y... |
| 65327 | But, as it were, an after-dinner's sleep, |
| 65328 | Dreaming on both; for all thy blessed youth |
| 65329 | Becomes as aged, and doth beg the alms |
| 65330 | Of palsied eld; and when thou art old and ... |
| 65331 | Thou hast neither heat, affection, limb, n... |
| 65332 | To make thy riches pleasant. What's yet in... |
| 65333 | That bears the name of life? Yet in this life |
| 65334 | Lie hid moe thousand deaths; yet death we ... |
| 65335 | That makes these odds all even. |
| 65336 | CLAUDIO. I humbly thank you. |
| 65337 | To sue to live, I find I seek to die; |
| 65338 | And, seeking death, find life. Let it come... |
| 65339 | ISABELLA. [Within] What, ho! Peace here; gra... |
| 65340 | PROVOST. Who's there? Come in; the wish dese... |
| 65341 | DUKE. Dear sir, ere long I'll visit you again. |
| 65342 | CLAUDIO. Most holy sir, I thank you. |
| 65343 | Enter ISABELLA |
| 65344 | ISABELLA. My business is a word or two with ... |
| 65345 | PROVOST. And very welcome. Look, signior, he... |
| 65346 | DUKE. Provost, a word with you. |
| 65347 | PROVOST. As many as you please. |
| 65348 | DUKE. Bring me to hear them speak, where I m... |
| 65349 | Exeun... |
| 65350 | CLAUDIO. Now, sister, what's the comfort? |
| 65351 | ISABELLA. Why, |
| 65352 | As all comforts are; most good, most good,... |
| 65353 | Lord Angelo, having affairs to heaven, |
| 65354 | Intends you for his swift ambassador, |
| 65355 | Where you shall be an everlasting leiger. |
| 65356 | Therefore, your best appointment make with... |
| 65357 | To-morrow you set on. |
| 65358 | CLAUDIO. Is there no remedy? |
| 65359 | ISABELLA. None, but such remedy as, to save ... |
| 65360 | To cleave a heart in twain. |
| 65361 | CLAUDIO. But is there any? |
| 65362 | ISABELLA. Yes, brother, you may live: |
| 65363 | There is a devilish mercy in the judge, |
| 65364 | If you'll implore it, that will free your ... |
| 65365 | But fetter you till death. |
| 65366 | CLAUDIO. Perpetual durance? |
| 65367 | ISABELLA. Ay, just; perpetual durance, a res... |
| 65368 | Though all the world's vastidity you had, |
| 65369 | To a determin'd scope. |
| 65370 | CLAUDIO. But in what nature? |
| 65371 | ISABELLA. In such a one as, you consenting t... |
| 65372 | Would bark your honour from that trunk you... |
| 65373 | And leave you naked. |
| 65374 | CLAUDIO. Let me know the point. |
| 65375 | ISABELLA. O, I do fear thee, Claudio; and I ... |
| 65376 | Lest thou a feverous life shouldst entertain, |
| 65377 | And six or seven winters more respect |
| 65378 | Than a perpetual honour. Dar'st thou die? |
| 65379 | The sense of death is most in apprehension; |
| 65380 | And the poor beetle that we tread upon |
| 65381 | In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great |
| 65382 | As when a giant dies. |
| 65383 | CLAUDIO. Why give you me this shame? |
| 65384 | Think you I can a resolution fetch |
| 65385 | From flow'ry tenderness? If I must die, |
| 65386 | I will encounter darkness as a bride |
| 65387 | And hug it in mine arms. |
| 65388 | ISABELLA. There spake my brother; there my f... |
| 65389 | Did utter forth a voice. Yes, thou must di... |
| 65390 | Thou art too noble to conserve a life |
| 65391 | In base appliances. This outward-sainted d... |
| 65392 | Whose settled visage and deliberate word |
| 65393 | Nips youth i' th' head, and follies doth enew |
| 65394 | As falcon doth the fowl, is yet a devil; |
| 65395 | His filth within being cast, he would appear |
| 65396 | A pond as deep as hell. |
| 65397 | CLAUDIO. The precise Angelo! |
| 65398 | ISABELLA. O, 'tis the cunning livery of hell |
| 65399 | The damned'st body to invest and cover |
| 65400 | In precise guards! Dost thou think, Claudio, |
| 65401 | If I would yield him my virginity |
| 65402 | Thou mightst be freed? |
| 65403 | CLAUDIO. O heavens! it cannot be. |
| 65404 | ISABELLA. Yes, he would give't thee, from th... |
| 65405 | So to offend him still. This night's the time |
| 65406 | That I should do what I abhor to name, |
| 65407 | Or else thou diest to-morrow. |
| 65408 | CLAUDIO. Thou shalt not do't. |
| 65409 | ISABELLA. O, were it but my life! |
| 65410 | I'd throw it down for your deliverance |
| 65411 | As frankly as a pin. |
| 65412 | CLAUDIO. Thanks, dear Isabel. |
| 65413 | ISABELLA. Be ready, Claudio, for your death ... |
| 65414 | CLAUDIO. Yes. Has he affections in him |
| 65415 | That thus can make him bite the law by th'... |
| 65416 | When he would force it? Sure it is no sin; |
| 65417 | Or of the deadly seven it is the least. |
| 65418 | ISABELLA. Which is the least? |
| 65419 | CLAUDIO. If it were damnable, he being so wise, |
| 65420 | Why would he for the momentary trick |
| 65421 | Be perdurably fin'd?- O Isabel! |
| 65422 | ISABELLA. What says my brother? |
| 65423 | CLAUDIO. Death is a fearful thing. |
| 65424 | ISABELLA. And shamed life a hateful. |
| 65425 | CLAUDIO. Ay, but to die, and go we know not ... |
| 65426 | To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot; |
| 65427 | This sensible warm motion to become |
| 65428 | A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit |
| 65429 | To bathe in fiery floods or to reside |
| 65430 | In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice; |
| 65431 | To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, |
| 65432 | And blown with restless violence round about |
| 65433 | The pendent world; or to be worse than worst |
| 65434 | Of those that lawless and incertain thought |
| 65435 | Imagine howling- 'tis too horrible. |
| 65436 | The weariest and most loathed worldly life |
| 65437 | That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment, |
| 65438 | Can lay on nature is a paradise |
| 65439 | To what we fear of death. |
| 65440 | ISABELLA. Alas, alas! |
| 65441 | CLAUDIO. Sweet sister, let me live. |
| 65442 | What sin you do to save a brother's life, |
| 65443 | Nature dispenses with the deed so far |
| 65444 | That it becomes a virtue. |
| 65445 | ISABELLA. O you beast! |
| 65446 | O faithless coward! O dishonest wretch! |
| 65447 | Wilt thou be made a man out of my vice? |
| 65448 | Is't not a kind of incest to take life |
| 65449 | From thine own sister's shame? What should... |
| 65450 | Heaven shield my mother play'd my father f... |
| 65451 | For such a warped slip of wilderness |
| 65452 | Ne'er issu'd from his blood. Take my defia... |
| 65453 | Die; perish. Might but my bending down |
| 65454 | Reprieve thee from thy fate, it should pro... |
| 65455 | I'll pray a thousand prayers for thy death, |
| 65456 | No word to save thee. |
| 65457 | CLAUDIO. Nay, hear me, Isabel. |
| 65458 | ISABELLA. O fie, fie, fie! |
| 65459 | Thy sin's not accidental, but a trade. |
| 65460 | Mercy to thee would prove itself a bawd; |
| 65461 | 'Tis best that thou diest quickly. |
| 65462 | CLAUDIO. O, hear me, Isabella. |
| 65463 | Re-enter DUKE |
| 65464 | DUKE. Vouchsafe a word, young sister, but on... |
| 65465 | ISABELLA. What is your will? |
| 65466 | DUKE. Might you dispense with your leisure, ... |
| 65467 | some speech with you; the satisfaction I w... |
| 65468 | likewise your own benefit. |
| 65469 | ISABELLA. I have no superfluous leisure; my ... |
| 65470 | of other affairs; but I will attend you aw... |
| 65471 | ... |
| 65472 | DUKE. Son, I have overheard what hath pass'd... |
| 65473 | sister. Angelo had never the purpose to co... |
| 65474 | made an assay of her virtue to practise hi... |
| 65475 | disposition of natures. She, having the tr... |
| 65476 | hath made him that gracious denial which h... |
| 65477 | receive. I am confessor to Angelo, and I k... |
| 65478 | therefore prepare yourself to death. Do no... |
| 65479 | resolution with hopes that are fallible; t... |
| 65480 | go to your knees and make ready. |
| 65481 | CLAUDIO. Let me ask my sister pardon. I am s... |
| 65482 | that I will sue to be rid of it. |
| 65483 | DUKE. Hold you there. Farewell. [Exit CLAUDI... |
| 65484 | you. |
| 65485 | Re-enter PROVOST |
| 65486 | PROVOST. What's your will, father? |
| 65487 | DUKE. That, now you are come, you will be go... |
| 65488 | with the maid; my mind promises with my ha... |
| 65489 | her by my company. |
| 65490 | PROVOST. In good time. ... |
| 65491 | DUKE. The hand that hath made you fair hath ... |
| 65492 | goodness that is cheap in beauty makes bea... |
| 65493 | but grace, being the soul of your complexi... |
| 65494 | of it ever fair. The assault that Angelo h... |
| 65495 | fortune hath convey'd to my understanding;... |
| 65496 | hath examples for his falling, I should wo... |
| 65497 | will you do to content this substitute, an... |
| 65498 | ISABELLA. I am now going to resolve him; I h... |
| 65499 | die by the law than my son should be unlaw... |
| 65500 | much is the good Duke deceiv'd in Angelo! ... |
| 65501 | I can speak to him, I will open my lips in... |
| 65502 | government. |
| 65503 | DUKE. That shall not be much amiss; yet, as ... |
| 65504 | he will avoid your accusation: he made tri... |
| 65505 | Therefore fasten your ear on my advisings;... |
| 65506 | doing good a remedy presents itself. I do ... |
| 65507 | that you may most uprighteously do a poor ... |
| 65508 | benefit; redeem your brother from the angr... |
| 65509 | your own gracious person; and much please ... |
| 65510 | peradventure he shall ever return to have ... |
| 65511 | business. |
| 65512 | ISABELLA. Let me hear you speak farther; I h... |
| 65513 | anything that appears not foul in the trut... |
| 65514 | DUKE. Virtue is bold, and goodness never fea... |
| 65515 | heard speak of Mariana, the sister of Fred... |
| 65516 | soldier who miscarried at sea? |
| 65517 | ISABELLA. I have heard of the lady, and good... |
| 65518 | name. |
| 65519 | DUKE. She should this Angelo have married; w... |
| 65520 | oath, and the nuptial appointed; between w... |
| 65521 | contract and limit of the solemnity her br... |
| 65522 | wreck'd at sea, having in that perished ve... |
| 65523 | sister. But mark how heavily this befell t... |
| 65524 | there she lost a noble and renowned brothe... |
| 65525 | her ever most kind and natural; with him t... |
| 65526 | her fortune, her marriage-dowry; with both... |
| 65527 | husband, this well-seeming Angelo. |
| 65528 | ISABELLA. Can this be so? Did Angelo so leav... |
| 65529 | DUKE. Left her in her tears, and dried not o... |
| 65530 | comfort; swallowed his vows whole, pretend... |
| 65531 | of dishonour; in few, bestow'd her on her ... |
| 65532 | she yet wears for his sake; and he, a marb... |
| 65533 | washed with them, but relents not. |
| 65534 | ISABELLA. What a merit were it in death to t... |
| 65535 | the world! What corruption in this life th... |
| 65536 | live! But how out of this can she avail? |
| 65537 | DUKE. It is a rupture that you may easily he... |
| 65538 | not only saves your brother, but keeps you... |
| 65539 | doing it. |
| 65540 | ISABELLA. Show me how, good father. |
| 65541 | DUKE. This forenamed maid hath yet in her th... |
| 65542 | first affection; his unjust unkindness, th... |
| 65543 | have quenched her love, hath, like an impe... |
| 65544 | made it more violent and unruly. Go you to... |
| 65545 | requiring with a plausible obedience; agre... |
| 65546 | the point; only refer yourself to this adv... |
| 65547 | your stay with him may not be long; that t... |
| 65548 | shadow and silence in it; and the place an... |
| 65549 | This being granted in course- and now foll... |
| 65550 | advise this wronged maid to stead up your ... |
| 65551 | place. If the encounter acknowledge itself... |
| 65552 | compel him to her recompense; and here, by... |
| 65553 | saved, your honour untainted, the poor Mar... |
| 65554 | the corrupt deputy scaled. The maid will I... |
| 65555 | his attempt. If you think well to carry th... |
| 65556 | doubleness of the benefit defends the dece... |
| 65557 | think you of it? |
| 65558 | ISABELLA. The image of it gives me content a... |
| 65559 | will grow to a most prosperous perfection. |
| 65560 | DUKE. It lies much in your holding up. Haste... |
| 65561 | Angelo; if for this night he entreat you t... |
| 65562 | promise of satisfaction. I will presently ... |
| 65563 | at the moated grange, resides this dejecte... |
| 65564 | place call upon me; and dispatch with Ange... |
| 65565 | quickly. |
| 65566 | ISABELLA. I thank you for this comfort. Fare... |
| 65567 | ... |
| 65568 | Scene II. |
| 65569 | The street before the prison |
| 65570 | Enter, on one side, DUKE disguised as before; ... |
| 65571 | and OFFICERS with POMPEY |
| 65572 | ELBOW. Nay, if there be no remedy for it, bu... |
| 65573 | buy and sell men and women like beasts, we... |
| 65574 | world drink brown and white bastard. |
| 65575 | DUKE. O heavens! what stuff is here? |
| 65576 | POMPEY. 'Twas never merry world since, of tw... |
| 65577 | was put down, and the worser allow'd by or... |
| 65578 | gown to keep him warm; and furr'd with fox... |
| 65579 | signify that craft, being richer than inno... |
| 65580 | facing. |
| 65581 | ELBOW. Come your way, sir. Bless you, good f... |
| 65582 | DUKE. And you, good brother father. What off... |
| 65583 | you, sir? |
| 65584 | ELBOW. Marry, sir, he hath offended the law;... |
| 65585 | to be a thief too, sir, for we have found ... |
| 65586 | strange picklock, which we have sent to th... |
| 65587 | DUKE. Fie, sirrah, a bawd, a wicked bawd! |
| 65588 | The evil that thou causest to be done, |
| 65589 | That is thy means to live. Do thou but think |
| 65590 | What 'tis to cram a maw or clothe a back |
| 65591 | From such a filthy vice; say to thyself |
| 65592 | 'From their abominable and beastly touches |
| 65593 | I drink, I eat, array myself, and live.' |
| 65594 | Canst thou believe thy living is a life, |
| 65595 | So stinkingly depending? Go mend, go mend. |
| 65596 | POMPEY. Indeed, it does stink in some sort, ... |
| 65597 | I would prove- |
| 65598 | DUKE. Nay, if the devil have given thee proo... |
| 65599 | Thou wilt prove his. Take him to prison, o... |
| 65600 | Correction and instruction must both work |
| 65601 | Ere this rude beast will profit. |
| 65602 | ELBOW. He must before the deputy, sir; he ha... |
| 65603 | The deputy cannot abide a whoremaster; if ... |
| 65604 | and comes before him, he were as good go a... |
| 65605 | DUKE. That we were all, as some would seem t... |
| 65606 | From our faults, as his faults from seemin... |
| 65607 | ELBOW. His neck will come to your waist- a c... |
| 65608 | Enter LUCIO |
| 65609 | POMPEY. I spy comfort; I cry bail. Here's a ... |
| 65610 | of mine. |
| 65611 | LUCIO. How now, noble Pompey! What, at the w... |
| 65612 | thou led in triumph? What, is there none o... |
| 65613 | newly made woman, to be had now for puttin... |
| 65614 | pocket and extracting it clutch'd? What re... |
| 65615 | thou to this tune, matter, and method? Is'... |
| 65616 | last rain, ha? What say'st thou, trot? Is ... |
| 65617 | man? Which is the way? Is it sad, and few ... |
| 65618 | trick of it? |
| 65619 | DUKE. Still thus, and thus; still worse! |
| 65620 | LUCIO. How doth my dear morsel, thy mistress... |
| 65621 | ha? |
| 65622 | POMPEY. Troth, sir, she hath eaten up all he... |
| 65623 | herself in the tub. |
| 65624 | LUCIO. Why, 'tis good; it is the right of it... |
| 65625 | your fresh whore and your powder'd bawd- a... |
| 65626 | consequence; it must be so. Art going to p... |
| 65627 | POMPEY. Yes, faith, sir. |
| 65628 | LUCIO. Why, 'tis not amiss, Pompey. Farewell... |
| 65629 | thither. For debt, Pompey- or how? |
| 65630 | ELBOW. For being a bawd, for being a bawd. |
| 65631 | LUCIO. Well, then, imprison him. If imprison... |
| 65632 | bawd, why, 'tis his right. Bawd is he doub... |
| 65633 | antiquity, too; bawd-born. Farewell, good ... |
| 65634 | the prison, Pompey. You will turn good hus... |
| 65635 | will keep the house. |
| 65636 | POMPEY. I hope, sir, your good worship will ... |
| 65637 | LUCIO. No, indeed, will I not, Pompey; it is... |
| 65638 | pray, Pompey, to increase your bondage. If... |
| 65639 | patiently, why, your mettle is the more. A... |
| 65640 | Bless you, friar. |
| 65641 | DUKE. And you. |
| 65642 | LUCIO. Does Bridget paint still, Pompey, ha? |
| 65643 | ELBOW. Come your ways, sir; come. |
| 65644 | POMPEY. You will not bail me then, sir? |
| 65645 | LUCIO. Then, Pompey, nor now. What news abro... |
| 65646 | ELBOW. Come your ways, sir; come. |
| 65647 | LUCIO. Go to kennel, Pompey, go. |
| 65648 | Exeunt ELBOW, P... |
| 65649 | What news, friar, of the Duke? |
| 65650 | DUKE. I know none. Can you tell me of any? |
| 65651 | LUCIO. Some say he is with the Emperor of Ru... |
| 65652 | in Rome; but where is he, think you? |
| 65653 | DUKE. I know not where; but wheresoever, I w... |
| 65654 | LUCIO. It was a mad fantastical trick of him... |
| 65655 | state and usurp the beggary he was never b... |
| 65656 | dukes it well in his absence; he puts tran... |
| 65657 | DUKE. He does well in't. |
| 65658 | LUCIO. A little more lenity to lechery would... |
| 65659 | something too crabbed that way, friar. |
| 65660 | DUKE. It is too general a vice, and severity... |
| 65661 | LUCIO. Yes, in good sooth, the vice is of a ... |
| 65662 | well allied; but it is impossible to extir... |
| 65663 | eating and drinking be put down. They say ... |
| 65664 | made by man and woman after this downright... |
| 65665 | true, think you? |
| 65666 | DUKE. How should he be made, then? |
| 65667 | LUCIO. Some report a sea-maid spawn'd him; s... |
| 65668 | between two stock-fishes. But it is certai... |
| 65669 | water his urine is congeal'd ice; that I k... |
| 65670 | is a motion generative; that's infallible. |
| 65671 | DUKE. You are pleasant, sir, and speak apace. |
| 65672 | LUCIO. Why, what a ruthless thing is this in... |
| 65673 | of a codpiece to take away the life of a m... |
| 65674 | is absent have done this? Ere he would hav... |
| 65675 | getting a hundred bastards, he would have ... |
| 65676 | thousand. He had some feeling of the sport... |
| 65677 | and that instructed him to mercy. |
| 65678 | DUKE. I never heard the absent Duke much det... |
| 65679 | not inclin'd that way. |
| 65680 | LUCIO. O, sir, you are deceiv'd. |
| 65681 | DUKE. 'Tis not possible. |
| 65682 | LUCIO. Who- not the Duke? Yes, your beggar o... |
| 65683 | was to put a ducat in her clack-dish. The ... |
| 65684 | him. He would be drunk too; that let me in... |
| 65685 | DUKE. You do him wrong, surely. |
| 65686 | LUCIO. Sir, I was an inward of his. A shy fe... |
| 65687 | I believe I know the cause of his withdraw... |
| 65688 | DUKE. What, I prithee, might be the cause? |
| 65689 | LUCIO. No, pardon; 'tis a secret must be loc... |
| 65690 | and the lips; but this I can let you under... |
| 65691 | of the subject held the Duke to be wise. |
| 65692 | DUKE. Wise? Why, no question but he was. |
| 65693 | LUCIO. A very superficial, ignorant, unweigh... |
| 65694 | DUKE. Either this is envy in you, folly, or ... |
| 65695 | stream of his life, and the business he ha... |
| 65696 | warranted need, give him a better proclama... |
| 65697 | testimonied in his own bringings-forth, an... |
| 65698 | the envious a scholar, a statesman, and a ... |
| 65699 | speak unskilfully; or, if your knowledge b... |
| 65700 | dark'ned in your malice. |
| 65701 | LUCIO. Sir, I know him, and I love him. |
| 65702 | DUKE. Love talks with better knowledge, and ... |
| 65703 | love. |
| 65704 | LUCIO. Come, sir, I know what I know. |
| 65705 | DUKE. I can hardly believe that, since you k... |
| 65706 | But, if ever the Duke return, as our praye... |
| 65707 | desire you to make your answer before him.... |
| 65708 | have spoke, you have courage to maintain i... |
| 65709 | upon you; and I pray you your name? |
| 65710 | LUCIO. Sir, my name is Lucio, well known to ... |
| 65711 | DUKE. He shall know you better, sir, if I ma... |
| 65712 | LUCIO. I fear you not. |
| 65713 | DUKE. O, you hope the Duke will return no mo... |
| 65714 | too unhurtful an opposite. But, indeed, I ... |
| 65715 | you'll forswear this again. |
| 65716 | LUCIO. I'll be hang'd first. Thou art deceiv... |
| 65717 | more of this. Canst thou tell if Claudio d... |
| 65718 | DUKE. Why should he die, sir? |
| 65719 | LUCIO. Why? For filling a bottle with a tun-... |
| 65720 | we talk of were return'd again. This ungen... |
| 65721 | unpeople the province with continency; spa... |
| 65722 | his house-eaves because they are lecherous... |
| 65723 | have dark deeds darkly answered; he would ... |
| 65724 | light. Would he were return'd! Marry, this... |
| 65725 | for untrussing. Farewell, good friar; I pr... |
| 65726 | Duke, I say to thee again, would eat mutto... |
| 65727 | past it yet; and, I say to thee, he would ... |
| 65728 | though she smelt brown bread and garlic. S... |
| 65729 | Farewell. ... |
| 65730 | DUKE. No might nor greatness in mortality |
| 65731 | Can censure scape; back-wounding calumny |
| 65732 | The whitest virtue strikes. What king so s... |
| 65733 | Can tie the gall up in the slanderous tongue? |
| 65734 | But who comes here? |
| 65735 | Enter ESCALUS, PROVOST, and OFFIC... |
| 65736 | MISTRESS OVERDONE |
| 65737 | ESCALUS. Go, away with her to prison. |
| 65738 | MRS. OVERDONE. Good my lord, be good to me; ... |
| 65739 | accounted a merciful man; good my lord. |
| 65740 | ESCALUS. Double and treble admonition, and s... |
| 65741 | same kind! This would make mercy swear and... |
| 65742 | PROVOST. A bawd of eleven years' continuance... |
| 65743 | honour. |
| 65744 | MRS. OVERDONE. My lord, this is one Lucio's ... |
| 65745 | Mistress Kate Keepdown was with child by h... |
| 65746 | he promis'd her marriage. His child is a y... |
| 65747 | come Philip and Jacob; I have kept it myse... |
| 65748 | about to abuse me. |
| 65749 | ESCALUS. That fellow is a fellow of much lic... |
| 65750 | before us. Away with her to prison. Go to;... |
| 65751 | OFFICERS with MISTRESS OVERDONE] Provost,... |
| 65752 | not be alter'd: Claudio must die to-morrow... |
| 65753 | with divines, and have all charitable prep... |
| 65754 | wrought by my pity, it should not be so wi... |
| 65755 | PROVOST. So please you, this friar hath been... |
| 65756 | him for th' entertainment of death. |
| 65757 | ESCALUS. Good even, good father. |
| 65758 | DUKE. Bliss and goodness on you! |
| 65759 | ESCALUS. Of whence are you? |
| 65760 | DUKE. Not of this country, though my chance ... |
| 65761 | To use it for my time. I am a brother |
| 65762 | Of gracious order, late come from the See |
| 65763 | In special business from his Holiness. |
| 65764 | ESCALUS. What news abroad i' th' world? |
| 65765 | DUKE. None, but that there is so great a fev... |
| 65766 | dissolution of it must cure it. Novelty is... |
| 65767 | as it is, as dangerous to be aged in any k... |
| 65768 | virtuous to be constant in any undertakein... |
| 65769 | truth enough alive to make societies secur... |
| 65770 | to make fellowships accurst. Much upon thi... |
| 65771 | wisdom of the world. This news is old enou... |
| 65772 | day's news. I pray you, sir, of what dispo... |
| 65773 | ESCALUS. One that, above all other strifes, ... |
| 65774 | know himself. |
| 65775 | DUKE. What pleasure was he given to? |
| 65776 | ESCALUS. Rather rejoicing to see another mer... |
| 65777 | anything which profess'd to make him rejoi... |
| 65778 | temperance. But leave we him to his events... |
| 65779 | may prove prosperous; and let me desire to... |
| 65780 | Claudio prepar'd. I am made to understand ... |
| 65781 | visitation. |
| 65782 | DUKE. He professes to have received no sinis... |
| 65783 | judge, but most willingly humbles himself ... |
| 65784 | justice. Yet had he framed to himself, by ... |
| 65785 | frailty, many deceiving promises of life; ... |
| 65786 | leisure, have discredited to him, and now ... |
| 65787 | ESCALUS. You have paid the heavens your func... |
| 65788 | the very debt of your calling. I have labo... |
| 65789 | gentleman to the extremest shore of my mod... |
| 65790 | justice have I found so severe that he hat... |
| 65791 | he is indeed Justice. |
| 65792 | DUKE. If his own life answer the straitness ... |
| 65793 | shall become him well; wherein if he chanc... |
| 65794 | sentenc'd himself. |
| 65795 | ESCALUS. I am going to visit the prisoner. F... |
| 65796 | DUKE. Peace be with you! Exeunt E... |
| 65797 | He who the sword of heaven will bear |
| 65798 | Should be as holy as severe; |
| 65799 | Pattern in himself to know, |
| 65800 | Grace to stand, and virtue go; |
| 65801 | More nor less to others paying |
| 65802 | Than by self-offences weighing. |
| 65803 | Shame to him whose cruel striking |
| 65804 | Kills for faults of his own liking! |
| 65805 | Twice treble shame on Angelo, |
| 65806 | To weed my vice and let his grow! |
| 65807 | O, what may man within him hide, |
| 65808 | Though angel on the outward side! |
| 65809 | How may likeness, made in crimes, |
| 65810 | Make a practice on the times, |
| 65811 | To draw with idle spiders' strings |
| 65812 | Most ponderous and substantial things! |
| 65813 | Craft against vice I must apply. |
| 65814 | With Angelo to-night shall lie |
| 65815 | His old betrothed but despised; |
| 65816 | So disguise shall, by th' disguised, |
| 65817 | Pay with falsehood false exacting, |
| 65818 | And perform an old contracting. ... |
| 65819 | Act IV. Scene I. |
| 65820 | The moated grange at Saint Duke's |
| 65821 | Enter MARIANA; and BOY singing |
| 65822 | SONG |
| 65823 | Take, O, take those lips away, |
| 65824 | That so sweetly were forsworn; |
| 65825 | And those eyes, the break of day, |
| 65826 | Lights that do mislead the morn; |
| 65827 | But my kisses bring again, bring ag... |
| 65828 | Seals of love, but seal'd in vain, ... |
| 65829 | Enter DUKE, disguised as before |
| 65830 | MARIANA. Break off thy song, and haste thee ... |
| 65831 | Here comes a man of comfort, whose advice |
| 65832 | Hath often still'd my brawling discontent.... |
| 65833 | I cry you mercy, sir, and well could wish |
| 65834 | You had not found me here so musical. |
| 65835 | Let me excuse me, and believe me so, |
| 65836 | My mirth it much displeas'd, but pleas'd m... |
| 65837 | DUKE. 'Tis good; though music oft hath such ... |
| 65838 | To make bad good and good provoke to harm. |
| 65839 | I pray you tell me hath anybody inquir'd f... |
| 65840 | upon this time have I promis'd here to meet. |
| 65841 | MARIANA. You have not been inquir'd after; I... |
| 65842 | Enter ISABELLA |
| 65843 | DUKE. I do constantly believe you. The time ... |
| 65844 | shall crave your forbearance a little. May... |
| 65845 | you anon, for some advantage to yourself. |
| 65846 | MARIANA. I am always bound to you. ... |
| 65847 | DUKE. Very well met, and well come. |
| 65848 | What is the news from this good deputy? |
| 65849 | ISABELLA. He hath a garden circummur'd with ... |
| 65850 | Whose western side is with a vineyard back'd; |
| 65851 | And to that vineyard is a planched gate |
| 65852 | That makes his opening with this bigger key; |
| 65853 | This other doth command a little door |
| 65854 | Which from the vineyard to the garden leads. |
| 65855 | There have I made my promise |
| 65856 | Upon the heavy middle of the night |
| 65857 | To call upon him. |
| 65858 | DUKE. But shall you on your knowledge find t... |
| 65859 | ISABELLA. I have ta'en a due and wary note u... |
| 65860 | With whispering and most guilty diligence, |
| 65861 | In action all of precept, he did show me |
| 65862 | The way twice o'er. |
| 65863 | DUKE. Are there no other tokens |
| 65864 | Between you 'greed concerning her observance? |
| 65865 | ISABELLA. No, none, but only a repair i' th'... |
| 65866 | And that I have possess'd him my most stay |
| 65867 | Can be but brief; for I have made him know |
| 65868 | I have a servant comes with me along, |
| 65869 | That stays upon me; whose persuasion is |
| 65870 | I come about my brother. |
| 65871 | DUKE. 'Tis well borne up. |
| 65872 | I have not yet made known to Mariana |
| 65873 | A word of this. What ho, within! come fort... |
| 65874 | Re-enter MARIANA |
| 65875 | I pray you be acquainted with this maid; |
| 65876 | She comes to do you good. |
| 65877 | ISABELLA. I do desire the like. |
| 65878 | DUKE. Do you persuade yourself that I respec... |
| 65879 | MARIANA. Good friar, I know you do, and have... |
| 65880 | DUKE. Take, then, this your companion by the... |
| 65881 | Who hath a story ready for your ear. |
| 65882 | I shall attend your leisure; but make haste; |
| 65883 | The vaporous night approaches. |
| 65884 | MARIANA. Will't please you walk aside? |
| 65885 | Exeunt MA... |
| 65886 | DUKE. O place and greatness! Millions of fal... |
| 65887 | Are stuck upon thee. Volumes of report |
| 65888 | Run with these false, and most contrarious... |
| 65889 | Upon thy doings. Thousand escapes of wit |
| 65890 | Make thee the father of their idle dream, |
| 65891 | And rack thee in their fancies. |
| 65892 | Re-enter MARIANA and ISABELLA |
| 65893 | Welcome, how agreed? |
| 65894 | ISABELLA. She'll take the enterprise upon he... |
| 65895 | If you advise it. |
| 65896 | DUKE. It is not my consent, |
| 65897 | But my entreaty too. |
| 65898 | ISABELLA. Little have you to say, |
| 65899 | When you depart from him, but, soft and low, |
| 65900 | 'Remember now my brother.' |
| 65901 | MARIANA. Fear me not. |
| 65902 | DUKE. Nor, gentle daughter, fear you not at ... |
| 65903 | He is your husband on a pre-contract. |
| 65904 | To bring you thus together 'tis no sin, |
| 65905 | Sith that the justice of your title to him |
| 65906 | Doth flourish the deceit. Come, let us go; |
| 65907 | Our corn's to reap, for yet our tithe's to... |
| 65908 | SCENE II. |
| 65909 | The prison |
| 65910 | Enter PROVOST and POMPEY |
| 65911 | PROVOST. Come hither, sirrah. Can you cut of... |
| 65912 | POMPEY. If the man be a bachelor, sir, I can... |
| 65913 | married man, he's his wife's head, and I c... |
| 65914 | woman's head. |
| 65915 | PROVOST. Come, sir, leave me your snatches a... |
| 65916 | answer. To-morrow morning are to die Claud... |
| 65917 | is in our prison a common executioner, who... |
| 65918 | helper; if you will take it on you to assi... |
| 65919 | you from your gyves; if not, you shall hav... |
| 65920 | imprisonment, and your deliverance with an... |
| 65921 | you have been a notorious bawd. |
| 65922 | POMPEY. Sir, I have been an unlawful bawd ti... |
| 65923 | I will be content to be a lawful hangman. ... |
| 65924 | receive some instructions from my fellow p... |
| 65925 | PROVOST. What ho, Abhorson! Where's Abhorson... |
| 65926 | Enter ABHORSON |
| 65927 | ABHORSON. Do you call, sir? |
| 65928 | PROVOST. Sirrah, here's a fellow will help y... |
| 65929 | execution. If you think it meet, compound ... |
| 65930 | and let him abide here with you; if not, u... |
| 65931 | and dismiss him. He cannot plead his estim... |
| 65932 | been a bawd. |
| 65933 | ABHORSON. A bawd, sir? Fie upon him! He will... |
| 65934 | PROVOST. Go to, sir; you weigh equally; a fe... |
| 65935 | scale. ... |
| 65936 | POMPEY. Pray, sir, by your good favour- for ... |
| 65937 | favour you have but that you have a hangin... |
| 65938 | sir, your occupation a mystery? |
| 65939 | ABHORSON. Ay, sir; a mystery. |
| 65940 | POMPEY. Painting, sir, I have heard say, is ... |
| 65941 | whores, sir, being members of my occupatio... |
| 65942 | prove my occupation a mystery; but what my... |
| 65943 | in hanging, if I should be hang'd, I canno... |
| 65944 | ABHORSON. Sir, it is a mystery. |
| 65945 | POMPEY. Proof? |
| 65946 | ABHORSON. Every true man's apparel fits your... |
| 65947 | little for your thief, your true man think... |
| 65948 | be too big for your thief, your thief thin... |
| 65949 | every true man's apparel fits your thief. |
| 65950 | Re-enter PROVOST |
| 65951 | PROVOST. Are you agreed? |
| 65952 | POMPEY. Sir, I will serve him; for I do find... |
| 65953 | penitent trade than your bawd; he doth oft... |
| 65954 | PROVOST. You, sirrah, provide your block and... |
| 65955 | four o'clock. |
| 65956 | ABHORSON. Come on, bawd; I will instruct the... |
| 65957 | POMPEY. I do desire to learn, sir; and I hop... |
| 65958 | to use me for your own turn, you shall fin... |
| 65959 | sir, for your kindness I owe you a good turn. |
| 65960 | PROVOST. Call hither Barnardine and Claudio. |
| 65961 | Exeunt A... |
| 65962 | Th' one has my pity; not a jot the other, |
| 65963 | Being a murderer, though he were my brothe... |
| 65964 | Enter CLAUDIO |
| 65965 | Look, here's the warrant, Claudio, for thy... |
| 65966 | 'Tis now dead midnight, and by eight to-mo... |
| 65967 | Thou must be made immortal. Where's Barnar... |
| 65968 | CLAUDIO. As fast lock'd up in sleep as guilt... |
| 65969 | When it lies starkly in the traveller's bo... |
| 65970 | He will not wake. |
| 65971 | PROVOST. Who can do good on him? |
| 65972 | Well, go, prepare yourself. [Knocking with... |
| 65973 | noise? |
| 65974 | Heaven give your spirits comfort! ... |
| 65975 | [Knocking continues] By and by. |
| 65976 | I hope it is some pardon or reprieve |
| 65977 | For the most gentle Claudio. |
| 65978 | Enter DUKE, disguised as before |
| 65979 | Welcome, father. |
| 65980 | DUKE. The best and wholesom'st spirits of th... |
| 65981 | Envelop you, good Provost! Who call'd here... |
| 65982 | PROVOST. None, since the curfew rung. |
| 65983 | DUKE. Not Isabel? |
| 65984 | PROVOST. No. |
| 65985 | DUKE. They will then, ere't be long. |
| 65986 | PROVOST. What comfort is for Claudio? |
| 65987 | DUKE. There's some in hope. |
| 65988 | PROVOST. It is a bitter deputy. |
| 65989 | DUKE. Not so, not so; his life is parallel'd |
| 65990 | Even with the stroke and line of his great... |
| 65991 | He doth with holy abstinence subdue |
| 65992 | That in himself which he spurs on his pow'r |
| 65993 | To qualify in others. Were he meal'd with ... |
| 65994 | Which he corrects, then were he tyrannous; |
| 65995 | But this being so, he's just. [Knocking wi... |
| 65996 | come. ... |
| 65997 | This is a gentle provost; seldom when |
| 65998 | The steeled gaoler is the friend of men. [... |
| 65999 | How now, what noise! That spirit's possess... |
| 66000 | That wounds th' unsisting postern with the... |
| 66001 | Re-enter PROVOST |
| 66002 | PROVOST. There he must stay until the officer |
| 66003 | Arise to let him in; he is call'd up. |
| 66004 | DUKE. Have you no countermand for Claudio yet |
| 66005 | But he must die to-morrow? |
| 66006 | PROVOST. None, sir, none. |
| 66007 | DUKE. As near the dawning, Provost, as it is, |
| 66008 | You shall hear more ere morning. |
| 66009 | PROVOST. Happily |
| 66010 | You something know; yet I believe there comes |
| 66011 | No countermand; no such example have we. |
| 66012 | Besides, upon the very siege of justice, |
| 66013 | Lord Angelo hath to the public ear |
| 66014 | Profess'd the contrary. |
| 66015 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 66016 | This is his lordship's man. |
| 66017 | DUKE. And here comes Claudio's pardon. |
| 66018 | MESSENGER. My lord hath sent you this note; ... |
| 66019 | charge, that you swerve not from the small... |
| 66020 | neither in time, matter, or other circumst... |
| 66021 | as I take it, it is almost day. |
| 66022 | PROVOST. I shall obey him. ... |
| 66023 | DUKE. [Aside] This is his pardon, purchas'd ... |
| 66024 | For which the pardoner himself is in; |
| 66025 | Hence hath offence his quick celerity, |
| 66026 | When it is borne in high authority. |
| 66027 | When vice makes mercy, mercy's so extended |
| 66028 | That for the fault's love is th' offender ... |
| 66029 | Now, sir, what news? |
| 66030 | PROVOST. I told you: Lord Angelo, belike thi... |
| 66031 | office, awakens me with this unwonted putt... |
| 66032 | strangely, for he hath not us'd it before. |
| 66033 | DUKE. Pray you, let's hear. |
| 66034 | PROVOST. [Reads] 'Whatsoever you may hear to... |
| 66035 | Claudio be executed by four of the clock, ... |
| 66036 | Barnardine. For my better satisfaction, le... |
| 66037 | head sent me by five. Let this be duly per... |
| 66038 | that more depends on it than we must yet d... |
| 66039 | to do your office, as you will answer it a... |
| 66040 | What say you to this, sir? |
| 66041 | DUKE. What is that Barnardine who is to be e... |
| 66042 | afternoon? |
| 66043 | PROVOST. A Bohemian born; but here nurs'd up... |
| 66044 | One that is a prisoner nine years old. |
| 66045 | DUKE. How came it that the absent Duke had n... |
| 66046 | to his liberty or executed him? I have hea... |
| 66047 | manner to do so. |
| 66048 | PROVOST. His friends still wrought reprieves... |
| 66049 | his fact, till now in the government of Lo... |
| 66050 | an undoubted proof. |
| 66051 | DUKE. It is now apparent? |
| 66052 | PROVOST. Most manifest, and not denied by hi... |
| 66053 | DUKE. Hath he borne himself penitently in pr... |
| 66054 | be touch'd? |
| 66055 | PROVOST. A man that apprehends death no more... |
| 66056 | drunken sleep; careless, reckless, and fea... |
| 66057 | present, or to come; insensible of mortali... |
| 66058 | mortal. |
| 66059 | DUKE. He wants advice. |
| 66060 | PROVOST. He will hear none. He hath evermore... |
| 66061 | prison; give him leave to escape hence, he... |
| 66062 | times a day, if not many days entirely dru... |
| 66063 | awak'd him, as if to carry him to executio... |
| 66064 | seeming warrant for it; it hath not moved ... |
| 66065 | DUKE. More of him anon. There is written in ... |
| 66066 | honesty and constancy. If I read it not tr... |
| 66067 | beguiles me; but in the boldness of my cun... |
| 66068 | in hazard. Claudio, whom here you have war... |
| 66069 | greater forfeit to the law than Angelo who... |
| 66070 | make you understand this in a manifested e... |
| 66071 | days' respite; for the which you are to do... |
| 66072 | a dangerous courtesy. |
| 66073 | PROVOST. Pray, sir, in what? |
| 66074 | DUKE. In the delaying death. |
| 66075 | PROVOST. Alack! How may I do it, having the ... |
| 66076 | express command, under penalty, to deliver... |
| 66077 | of Angelo? I may make my case as Claudio's... |
| 66078 | smallest. |
| 66079 | DUKE. By the vow of mine order, I warrant yo... |
| 66080 | may be your guide. Let this Barnardine be ... |
| 66081 | and his head borne to Angelo. |
| 66082 | PROVOST. Angelo hath seen them both, and wil... |
| 66083 | DUKE. O, death's a great disguiser; and you ... |
| 66084 | the head and tie the beard; and say it was... |
| 66085 | penitent to be so bar'd before his death. ... |
| 66086 | common. If anything fall to you upon this ... |
| 66087 | good fortune, by the saint whom I profess,... |
| 66088 | it with my life. |
| 66089 | PROVOST. Pardon me, good father; it is again... |
| 66090 | DUKE. Were you sworn to the Duke, or to the ... |
| 66091 | PROVOST. To him and to his substitutes. |
| 66092 | DUKE. You will think you have made no offenc... |
| 66093 | the justice of your dealing? |
| 66094 | PROVOST. But what likelihood is in that? |
| 66095 | DUKE. Not a resemblance, but a certainty. Ye... |
| 66096 | fearful, that neither my coat, integrity, ... |
| 66097 | with ease attempt you, I will go further t... |
| 66098 | all fears out of you. Look you, sir, here ... |
| 66099 | the Duke. You know the character, I doubt ... |
| 66100 | not strange to you. |
| 66101 | PROVOST. I know them both. |
| 66102 | DUKE. The contents of this is the return of ... |
| 66103 | anon over-read it at your pleasure, where ... |
| 66104 | these two days he will be here. This is a ... |
| 66105 | not; for he this very day receives letters... |
| 66106 | perchance of the Duke's death, perchance e... |
| 66107 | monastery; but, by chance, nothing of what... |
| 66108 | unfolding star calls up the shepherd. Put ... |
| 66109 | amazement how these things should be: all ... |
| 66110 | easy when they are known. Call your execut... |
| 66111 | Barnardine's head. I will give him a prese... |
| 66112 | him for a better place. Yet you are amaz'd... |
| 66113 | absolutely resolve you. Come away; it is a... |
| 66114 | ... |
| 66115 | SCENE III. |
| 66116 | The prison |
| 66117 | Enter POMPEY |
| 66118 | POMPEY. I am as well acquainted here as I wa... |
| 66119 | profession; one would think it were Mistre... |
| 66120 | house, for here be many of her old custome... |
| 66121 | Master Rash; he's in for a commodity of br... |
| 66122 | ginger, nine score and seventeen pounds, o... |
| 66123 | marks ready money. Marry, then ginger was ... |
| 66124 | for the old women were all dead. Then is t... |
| 66125 | Caper, at the suit of Master Threepile the... |
| 66126 | suits of peach-colour'd satin, which now p... |
| 66127 | Then have we here young Dizy, and young Ma... |
| 66128 | Master Copperspur, and Master Starvelackey... |
| 66129 | man, and young Dropheir that kill'd lusty ... |
| 66130 | Forthlight the tilter, and brave Master Sh... |
| 66131 | traveller, and wild Halfcan that stabb'd P... |
| 66132 | forty more- all great doers in our trade, ... |
| 66133 | Lord's sake.' |
| 66134 | Enter ABHORSON |
| 66135 | ABHORSON. Sirrah, bring Barnardine hither. |
| 66136 | POMPEY. Master Barnardine! You must rise and... |
| 66137 | Barnardine! |
| 66138 | ABHORSON. What ho, Barnardine! |
| 66139 | BARNARDINE. [Within] A pox o' your throats! ... |
| 66140 | there? What are you? |
| 66141 | POMPEY. Your friends, sir; the hangman. You ... |
| 66142 | to rise and be put to death. |
| 66143 | BARNARDINE. [ Within ] Away, you rogue, away... |
| 66144 | ABHORSON. Tell him he must awake, and that q... |
| 66145 | POMPEY. Pray, Master Barnardine, awake till ... |
| 66146 | sleep afterwards. |
| 66147 | ABHORSON. Go in to him, and fetch him out. |
| 66148 | POMPEY. He is coming, sir, he is coming; I h... |
| 66149 | Enter BARNARDINE |
| 66150 | ABHORSON. Is the axe upon the block, sirrah? |
| 66151 | POMPEY. Very ready, sir. |
| 66152 | BARNARDINE. How now, Abhorson, what's the ne... |
| 66153 | ABHORSON. Truly, sir, I would desire you to ... |
| 66154 | for, look you, the warrant's come. |
| 66155 | BARNARDINE. You rogue, I have been drinking ... |
| 66156 | fitted for't. |
| 66157 | POMPEY. O, the better, sir! For he that drin... |
| 66158 | hanged betimes in the morning may sleep th... |
| 66159 | day. |
| 66160 | Enter DUKE, disguised as before |
| 66161 | ABHORSON. Look you, sir, here comes your gho... |
| 66162 | Do we jest now, think you? |
| 66163 | DUKE. Sir, induced by my charity, and hearin... |
| 66164 | to depart, I am come to advise you, comfor... |
| 66165 | you. |
| 66166 | BARNARDINE. Friar, not I; I have been drinki... |
| 66167 | I will have more time to prepare me, or th... |
| 66168 | brains with billets. I will not consent to... |
| 66169 | certain. |
| 66170 | DUKE. O, Sir, you must; and therefore I bese... |
| 66171 | Look forward on the journey you shall go. |
| 66172 | BARNARDINE. I swear I will not die to-day fo... |
| 66173 | DUKE. But hear you- |
| 66174 | BARNARDINE. Not a word; if you have anything... |
| 66175 | my ward; for thence will not I to-day. ... |
| 66176 | DUKE. Unfit to live or die. O gravel heart! |
| 66177 | After him, fellows; bring him to the block. |
| 66178 | Exeunt A... |
| 66179 | Enter PROVOST |
| 66180 | PROVOST. Now, sir, how do you find the priso... |
| 66181 | DUKE. A creature unprepar'd, unmeet for death; |
| 66182 | And to transport him in the mind he is |
| 66183 | Were damnable. |
| 66184 | PROVOST. Here in the prison, father, |
| 66185 | There died this morning of a cruel fever |
| 66186 | One Ragozine, a most notorious pirate, |
| 66187 | A man of Claudio's years; his beard and head |
| 66188 | Just of his colour. What if we do omit |
| 66189 | This reprobate till he were well inclin'd, |
| 66190 | And satisfy the deputy with the visage |
| 66191 | Of Ragozine, more like to Claudio? |
| 66192 | DUKE. O, 'tis an accident that heaven provides! |
| 66193 | Dispatch it presently; the hour draws on |
| 66194 | Prefix'd by Angelo. See this be done, |
| 66195 | And sent according to command; whiles I |
| 66196 | Persuade this rude wretch willingly to die. |
| 66197 | PROVOST. This shall be done, good father, pr... |
| 66198 | But Barnardine must die this afternoon; |
| 66199 | And how shall we continue Claudio, |
| 66200 | To save me from the danger that might come |
| 66201 | If he were known alive? |
| 66202 | DUKE. Let this be done: |
| 66203 | Put them in secret holds, both Barnardine ... |
| 66204 | Ere twice the sun hath made his journal gr... |
| 66205 | To the under generation, you shall find |
| 66206 | Your safety manifested. |
| 66207 | PROVOST. I am your free dependant. |
| 66208 | DUKE. Quick, dispatch, and send the head to ... |
| 66209 | ... |
| 66210 | Now will I write letters to Angelo- |
| 66211 | The Provost, he shall bear them- whose con... |
| 66212 | Shall witness to him I am near at home, |
| 66213 | And that, by great injunctions, I am bound |
| 66214 | To enter publicly. Him I'll desire |
| 66215 | To meet me at the consecrated fount, |
| 66216 | A league below the city; and from thence, |
| 66217 | By cold gradation and well-balanc'd form. |
| 66218 | We shall proceed with Angelo. |
| 66219 | Re-enter PROVOST |
| 66220 | PROVOST. Here is the head; I'll carry it mys... |
| 66221 | DUKE. Convenient is it. Make a swift return; |
| 66222 | For I would commune with you of such things |
| 66223 | That want no ear but yours. |
| 66224 | PROVOST. I'll make all speed. ... |
| 66225 | ISABELLA. [ Within ] Peace, ho, be here! |
| 66226 | DUKE. The tongue of Isabel. She's come to know |
| 66227 | If yet her brother's pardon be come hither; |
| 66228 | But I will keep her ignorant of her good, |
| 66229 | To make her heavenly comforts of despair |
| 66230 | When it is least expected. |
| 66231 | Enter ISABELLA |
| 66232 | ISABELLA. Ho, by your leave! |
| 66233 | DUKE. Good morning to you, fair and gracious... |
| 66234 | ISABELLA. The better, given me by so holy a ... |
| 66235 | Hath yet the deputy sent my brother's pardon? |
| 66236 | DUKE. He hath releas'd him, Isabel, from the... |
| 66237 | His head is off and sent to Angelo. |
| 66238 | ISABELLA. Nay, but it is not so. |
| 66239 | DUKE. It is no other. |
| 66240 | Show your wisdom, daughter, in your close ... |
| 66241 | ISABELLA. O, I will to him and pluck out his... |
| 66242 | DUKE. You shall not be admitted to his sight. |
| 66243 | ISABELLA. Unhappy Claudio! Wretched Isabel! |
| 66244 | Injurious world! Most damned Angelo! |
| 66245 | DUKE. This nor hurts him nor profits you a jot; |
| 66246 | Forbear it, therefore; give your cause to ... |
| 66247 | Mark what I say, which you shall find |
| 66248 | By every syllable a faithful verity. |
| 66249 | The Duke comes home to-morrow. Nay, dry yo... |
| 66250 | One of our covent, and his confessor, |
| 66251 | Gives me this instance. Already he hath ca... |
| 66252 | Notice to Escalus and Angelo, |
| 66253 | Who do prepare to meet him at the gates, |
| 66254 | There to give up their pow'r. If you can, ... |
| 66255 | In that good path that I would wish it go, |
| 66256 | And you shall have your bosom on this wretch, |
| 66257 | Grace of the Duke, revenges to your heart, |
| 66258 | And general honour. |
| 66259 | ISABELLA. I am directed by you. |
| 66260 | DUKE. This letter, then, to Friar Peter give; |
| 66261 | 'Tis that he sent me of the Duke's return. |
| 66262 | Say, by this token, I desire his company |
| 66263 | At Mariana's house to-night. Her cause and... |
| 66264 | I'll perfect him withal; and he shall brin... |
| 66265 | Before the Duke; and to the head of Angelo |
| 66266 | Accuse him home and home. For my poor self, |
| 66267 | I am combined by a sacred vow, |
| 66268 | And shall be absent. Wend you with this le... |
| 66269 | Command these fretting waters from your eyes |
| 66270 | With a light heart; trust not my holy order, |
| 66271 | If I pervert your course. Who's here? |
| 66272 | Enter LUCIO |
| 66273 | LUCIO. Good even. Friar, where's the Provost? |
| 66274 | DUKE. Not within, sir. |
| 66275 | LUCIO. O pretty Isabella, I am pale at mine ... |
| 66276 | so red. Thou must be patient. I am fain to... |
| 66277 | water and bran; I dare not for my head fil... |
| 66278 | fruitful meal would set me to't. But they ... |
| 66279 | here to-morrow. By my troth, Isabel, I lov... |
| 66280 | old fantastical Duke of dark corners had b... |
| 66281 | lived. ... |
| 66282 | DUKE. Sir, the Duke is marvellous little beh... |
| 66283 | but the best is, he lives not in them. |
| 66284 | LUCIO. Friar, thou knowest not the Duke so w... |
| 66285 | better woodman than thou tak'st him for. |
| 66286 | DUKE. Well, you'll answer this one day. Fare... |
| 66287 | LUCIO. Nay, tarry; I'll go along with thee; ... |
| 66288 | tales of the Duke. |
| 66289 | DUKE. You have told me too many of him alrea... |
| 66290 | true; if not true, none were enough. |
| 66291 | LUCIO. I was once before him for getting a w... |
| 66292 | DUKE. Did you such a thing? |
| 66293 | LUCIO. Yes, marry, did I; but I was fain to ... |
| 66294 | else have married me to the rotten medlar. |
| 66295 | DUKE. Sir, your company is fairer than hones... |
| 66296 | LUCIO. By my troth, I'll go with thee to the... |
| 66297 | talk offend you, we'll have very little of... |
| 66298 | kind of burr; I shall stick. ... |
| 66299 | SCENE IV. |
| 66300 | ANGELO'S house |
| 66301 | Enter ANGELO and ESCALUS |
| 66302 | ESCALUS. Every letter he hath writ hath disv... |
| 66303 | ANGELO. In most uneven and distracted manner... |
| 66304 | like to madness; pray heaven his wisdom be... |
| 66305 | meet him at the gates, and redeliver our a... |
| 66306 | ESCALUS. I guess not. |
| 66307 | ANGELO. And why should we proclaim it in an ... |
| 66308 | ent'ring that, if any crave redress of inj... |
| 66309 | exhibit their petitions in the street? |
| 66310 | ESCALUS. He shows his reason for that: to ha... |
| 66311 | complaints; and to deliver us from device... |
| 66312 | shall then have no power to stand against us. |
| 66313 | ANGELO. Well, I beseech you, let it be procl... |
| 66314 | Betimes i' th' morn I'll call you at your ... |
| 66315 | Give notice to such men of sort and suit |
| 66316 | As are to meet him. |
| 66317 | ESCALUS. I shall, sir; fare you well. |
| 66318 | ANGELO. Good night. ... |
| 66319 | This deed unshapes me quite, makes me unpr... |
| 66320 | And dull to all proceedings. A deflow'red ... |
| 66321 | And by an eminent body that enforc'd |
| 66322 | The law against it! But that her tender shame |
| 66323 | Will not proclaim against her maiden loss, |
| 66324 | How might she tongue me! Yet reason dares ... |
| 66325 | For my authority bears a so credent bulk |
| 66326 | That no particular scandal once can touch |
| 66327 | But it confounds the breather. He should h... |
| 66328 | Save that his riotous youth, with dangerou... |
| 66329 | Might in the times to come have ta'en reve... |
| 66330 | By so receiving a dishonour'd life |
| 66331 | With ransom of such shame. Would yet he ha... |
| 66332 | Alack, when once our grace we have forgot, |
| 66333 | Nothing goes right; we would, and we would... |
| 66334 | SCENE V. |
| 66335 | Fields without the town |
| 66336 | Enter DUKE in his own habit, and Friar PETER |
| 66337 | DUKE. These letters at fit time deliver me. ... |
| 66338 | The Provost knows our purpose and our plot. |
| 66339 | The matter being afoot, keep your instruction |
| 66340 | And hold you ever to our special drift; |
| 66341 | Though sometimes you do blench from this t... |
| 66342 | As cause doth minister. Go, call at Flaviu... |
| 66343 | And tell him where I stay; give the like n... |
| 66344 | To Valentinus, Rowland, and to Crassus, |
| 66345 | And bid them bring the trumpets to the gate; |
| 66346 | But send me Flavius first. |
| 66347 | PETER. It shall be speeded well. ... |
| 66348 | Enter VARRIUS |
| 66349 | DUKE. I thank thee, Varrius; thou hast made ... |
| 66350 | Come, we will walk. There's other of our f... |
| 66351 | Will greet us here anon. My gentle Varrius... |
| 66352 | SCENE VI. |
| 66353 | A street near the city gate |
| 66354 | Enter ISABELLA and MARIANA |
| 66355 | ISABELLA. To speak so indirectly I am loath; |
| 66356 | I would say the truth; but to accuse him so, |
| 66357 | That is your part. Yet I am advis'd to do it; |
| 66358 | He says, to veil full purpose. |
| 66359 | MARIANA. Be rul'd by him. |
| 66360 | ISABELLA. Besides, he tells me that, if pera... |
| 66361 | He speak against me on the adverse side, |
| 66362 | I should not think it strange; for 'tis a ... |
| 66363 | That's bitter to sweet end. |
| 66364 | MARIANA. I would Friar Peter- |
| 66365 | Enter FRIAR PETER |
| 66366 | ISABELLA. O, peace! the friar is come. |
| 66367 | PETER. Come, I have found you out a stand mo... |
| 66368 | Where you may have such vantage on the Duke |
| 66369 | He shall not pass you. Twice have the trum... |
| 66370 | The generous and gravest citizens |
| 66371 | Have hent the gates, and very near upon |
| 66372 | The Duke is ent'ring; therefore, hence, aw... |
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| 66381 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 66382 | The city gate |
| 66383 | Enter at several doors DUKE, VARRIUS, LORDS; A... |
| 66384 | PROVOST, OFFICERS, and CITIZENS |
| 66385 | DUKE. My very worthy cousin, fairly met! |
| 66386 | Our old and faithful friend, we are glad t... |
| 66387 | ANGELO, ESCALUS. Happy return be to your roy... |
| 66388 | DUKE. Many and hearty thankings to you both. |
| 66389 | We have made inquiry of you, and we hear |
| 66390 | Such goodness of your justice that our soul |
| 66391 | Cannot but yield you forth to public thanks, |
| 66392 | Forerunning more requital. |
| 66393 | ANGELO. You make my bonds still greater. |
| 66394 | DUKE. O, your desert speaks loud; and I shou... |
| 66395 | To lock it in the wards of covert bosom, |
| 66396 | When it deserves, with characters of brass, |
| 66397 | A forted residence 'gainst the tooth of time |
| 66398 | And razure of oblivion. Give me your hand. |
| 66399 | And let the subject see, to make them know |
| 66400 | That outward courtesies would fain proclaim |
| 66401 | Favours that keep within. Come, Escalus, |
| 66402 | You must walk by us on our other hand, |
| 66403 | And good supporters are you. |
| 66404 | Enter FRIAR PETER and ISABELLA |
| 66405 | PETER. Now is your time; speak loud, and kne... |
| 66406 | ISABELLA. Justice, O royal Duke! Vail your r... |
| 66407 | Upon a wrong'd- I would fain have said a m... |
| 66408 | O worthy Prince, dishonour not your eye |
| 66409 | By throwing it on any other object |
| 66410 | Till you have heard me in my true complaint, |
| 66411 | And given me justice, justice, justice, ju... |
| 66412 | DUKE. Relate your wrongs. In what? By whom? ... |
| 66413 | Here is Lord Angelo shall give you justice; |
| 66414 | Reveal yourself to him. |
| 66415 | ISABELLA. O worthy Duke, |
| 66416 | You bid me seek redemption of the devil! |
| 66417 | Hear me yourself; for that which I must speak |
| 66418 | Must either punish me, not being believ'd, |
| 66419 | Or wring redress from you. Hear me, O, hea... |
| 66420 | ANGELO. My lord, her wits, I fear me, are no... |
| 66421 | She hath been a suitor to me for her brother, |
| 66422 | Cut off by course of justice- |
| 66423 | ISABELLA. By course of justice! |
| 66424 | ANGELO. And she will speak most bitterly and... |
| 66425 | ISABELLA. Most strange, but yet most truly, ... |
| 66426 | That Angelo's forsworn, is it not strange? |
| 66427 | That Angelo's a murderer, is't not strange? |
| 66428 | That Angelo is an adulterous thief, |
| 66429 | An hypocrite, a virgin-violator, |
| 66430 | Is it not strange and strange? |
| 66431 | DUKE. Nay, it is ten times strange. |
| 66432 | ISABELLA. It is not truer he is Angelo |
| 66433 | Than this is all as true as it is strange; |
| 66434 | Nay, it is ten times true; for truth is truth |
| 66435 | To th' end of reck'ning. |
| 66436 | DUKE. Away with her. Poor soul, |
| 66437 | She speaks this in th' infirmity of sense. |
| 66438 | ISABELLA. O Prince! I conjure thee, as thou ... |
| 66439 | There is another comfort than this world, |
| 66440 | That thou neglect me not with that opinion |
| 66441 | That I am touch'd with madness. Make not i... |
| 66442 | That which but seems unlike: 'tis not impo... |
| 66443 | But one, the wicked'st caitiff on the ground, |
| 66444 | May seem as shy, as grave, as just, as abs... |
| 66445 | As Angelo; even so may Angelo, |
| 66446 | In all his dressings, characts, titles, fo... |
| 66447 | Be an arch-villain. Believe it, royal Prince, |
| 66448 | If he be less, he's nothing; but he's more, |
| 66449 | Had I more name for badness. |
| 66450 | DUKE. By mine honesty, |
| 66451 | If she be mad, as I believe no other, |
| 66452 | Her madness hath the oddest frame of sense, |
| 66453 | Such a dependency of thing on thing, |
| 66454 | As e'er I heard in madness. |
| 66455 | ISABELLA. O gracious Duke, |
| 66456 | Harp not on that; nor do not banish reason |
| 66457 | For inequality; but let your reason serve |
| 66458 | To make the truth appear where it seems hi... |
| 66459 | And hide the false seems true. |
| 66460 | DUKE. Many that are not mad |
| 66461 | Have, sure, more lack of reason. What woul... |
| 66462 | ISABELLA. I am the sister of one Claudio, |
| 66463 | Condemn'd upon the act of fornication |
| 66464 | To lose his head; condemn'd by Angelo. |
| 66465 | I, in probation of a sisterhood, |
| 66466 | Was sent to by my brother; one Lucio |
| 66467 | As then the messenger- |
| 66468 | LUCIO. That's I, an't like your Grace. |
| 66469 | I came to her from Claudio, and desir'd her |
| 66470 | To try her gracious fortune with Lord Angelo |
| 66471 | For her poor brother's pardon. |
| 66472 | ISABELLA. That's he, indeed. |
| 66473 | DUKE. You were not bid to speak. |
| 66474 | LUCIO. No, my good lord; |
| 66475 | Nor wish'd to hold my peace. |
| 66476 | DUKE. I wish you now, then; |
| 66477 | Pray you take note of it; and when you have |
| 66478 | A business for yourself, pray heaven you t... |
| 66479 | Be perfect. |
| 66480 | LUCIO. I warrant your honour. |
| 66481 | DUKE. The warrant's for yourself; take heed ... |
| 66482 | ISABELLA. This gentleman told somewhat of my... |
| 66483 | LUCIO. Right. |
| 66484 | DUKE. It may be right; but you are i' the wrong |
| 66485 | To speak before your time. Proceed. |
| 66486 | ISABELLA. I went |
| 66487 | To this pernicious caitiff deputy. |
| 66488 | DUKE. That's somewhat madly spoken. |
| 66489 | ISABELLA. Pardon it; |
| 66490 | The phrase is to the matter. |
| 66491 | DUKE. Mended again. The matter- proceed. |
| 66492 | ISABELLA. In brief- to set the needless proc... |
| 66493 | How I persuaded, how I pray'd, and kneel'd, |
| 66494 | How he refell'd me, and how I replied, |
| 66495 | For this was of much length- the vile conc... |
| 66496 | I now begin with grief and shame to utter: |
| 66497 | He would not, but by gift of my chaste body |
| 66498 | To his concupiscible intemperate lust, |
| 66499 | Release my brother; and, after much debate... |
| 66500 | My sisterly remorse confutes mine honour, |
| 66501 | And I did yield to him. But the next morn ... |
| 66502 | His purpose surfeiting, he sends a warrant |
| 66503 | For my poor brother's head. |
| 66504 | DUKE. This is most likely! |
| 66505 | ISABELLA. O that it were as like as it is true! |
| 66506 | DUKE. By heaven, fond wretch, thou know'st n... |
| 66507 | Or else thou art suborn'd against his honour |
| 66508 | In hateful practice. First, his integrity |
| 66509 | Stands without blemish; next, it imports n... |
| 66510 | That with such vehemency he should pursue |
| 66511 | Faults proper to himself. If he had so off... |
| 66512 | He would have weigh'd thy brother by himself, |
| 66513 | And not have cut him off. Some one hath se... |
| 66514 | Confess the truth, and say by whose advice |
| 66515 | Thou cam'st here to complain. |
| 66516 | ISABELLA. And is this all? |
| 66517 | Then, O you blessed ministers above, |
| 66518 | Keep me in patience; and, with ripened tim... |
| 66519 | Unfold the evil which is here wrapt up |
| 66520 | In countenance! Heaven shield your Grace f... |
| 66521 | As I, thus wrong'd, hence unbelieved go! |
| 66522 | DUKE. I know you'd fain be gone. An officer! |
| 66523 | To prison with her! Shall we thus permit |
| 66524 | A blasting and a scandalous breath to fall |
| 66525 | On him so near us? This needs must be a pr... |
| 66526 | Who knew of your intent and coming hither? |
| 66527 | ISABELLA. One that I would were here, Friar ... |
| 66528 | DUKE. A ghostly father, belike. Who knows th... |
| 66529 | LUCIO. My lord, I know him; 'tis a meddling ... |
| 66530 | I do not like the man; had he been lay, my... |
| 66531 | For certain words he spake against your Grace |
| 66532 | In your retirement, I had swing'd him soun... |
| 66533 | DUKE. Words against me? This's a good friar,... |
| 66534 | And to set on this wretched woman here |
| 66535 | Against our substitute! Let this friar be ... |
| 66536 | LUCIO. But yesternight, my lord, she and tha... |
| 66537 | I saw them at the prison; a saucy friar, |
| 66538 | A very scurvy fellow. |
| 66539 | PETER. Blessed be your royal Grace! |
| 66540 | I have stood by, my lord, and I have heard |
| 66541 | Your royal ear abus'd. First, hath this woman |
| 66542 | Most wrongfully accus'd your substitute; |
| 66543 | Who is as free from touch or soil with her |
| 66544 | As she from one ungot. |
| 66545 | DUKE. We did believe no less. |
| 66546 | Know you that Friar Lodowick that she spea... |
| 66547 | PETER. I know him for a man divine and holy; |
| 66548 | Not scurvy, nor a temporary meddler, |
| 66549 | As he's reported by this gentleman; |
| 66550 | And, on my trust, a man that never yet |
| 66551 | Did, as he vouches, misreport your Grace. |
| 66552 | LUCIO. My lord, most villainously; believe it. |
| 66553 | PETER. Well, he in time may come to clear hi... |
| 66554 | But at this instant he is sick, my lord, |
| 66555 | Of a strange fever. Upon his mere request- |
| 66556 | Being come to knowledge that there was com... |
| 66557 | Intended 'gainst Lord Angelo- came I hither |
| 66558 | To speak, as from his mouth, what he doth ... |
| 66559 | Is true and false; and what he, with his oath |
| 66560 | And all probation, will make up full clear, |
| 66561 | Whensoever he's convented. First, for this... |
| 66562 | To justify this worthy nobleman, |
| 66563 | So vulgarly and personally accus'd- |
| 66564 | Her shall you hear disproved to her eyes, |
| 66565 | Till she herself confess it. |
| 66566 | DUKE. Good friar, let's hear it. Exi... |
| 66567 | Do you not smile at this, Lord Angelo? |
| 66568 | O heaven, the vanity of wretched fools! |
| 66569 | Give us some seats. Come, cousin Angelo; |
| 66570 | In this I'll be impartial; be you judge |
| 66571 | Of your own cause. |
| 66572 | Enter MARIANA veiled |
| 66573 | Is this the witness, friar? |
| 66574 | FIRST let her show her face, and after speak. |
| 66575 | MARIANA. Pardon, my lord; I will not show my... |
| 66576 | Until my husband bid me. |
| 66577 | DUKE. What, are you married? |
| 66578 | MARIANA. No, my lord. |
| 66579 | DUKE. Are you a maid? |
| 66580 | MARIANA. No, my lord. |
| 66581 | DUKE. A widow, then? |
| 66582 | MARIANA. Neither, my lord. |
| 66583 | DUKE. Why, you are nothing then; neither mai... |
| 66584 | LUCIO. My lord, she may be a punk; for many ... |
| 66585 | maid, widow, nor wife. |
| 66586 | DUKE. Silence that fellow. I would he had so... |
| 66587 | To prattle for himself. |
| 66588 | LUCIO. Well, my lord. |
| 66589 | MARIANA. My lord, I do confess I ne'er was m... |
| 66590 | And I confess, besides, I am no maid. |
| 66591 | I have known my husband; yet my husband |
| 66592 | Knows not that ever he knew me. |
| 66593 | LUCIO. He was drunk, then, my lord; it can b... |
| 66594 | DUKE. For the benefit of silence, would thou... |
| 66595 | LUCIO. Well, my lord. |
| 66596 | DUKE. This is no witness for Lord Angelo. |
| 66597 | MARIANA. Now I come to't, my lord: |
| 66598 | She that accuses him of fornication, |
| 66599 | In self-same manner doth accuse my husband; |
| 66600 | And charges him, my lord, with such a time |
| 66601 | When I'll depose I had him in mine arms, |
| 66602 | With all th' effect of love. |
| 66603 | ANGELO. Charges she moe than me? |
| 66604 | MARIANA. Not that I know. |
| 66605 | DUKE. No? You say your husband. |
| 66606 | MARIANA. Why, just, my lord, and that is Ang... |
| 66607 | Who thinks he knows that he ne'er knew my ... |
| 66608 | But knows he thinks that he knows Isabel's. |
| 66609 | ANGELO. This is a strange abuse. Let's see t... |
| 66610 | MARIANA. My husband bids me; now I will unmask. |
| 66611 | ... |
| 66612 | This is that face, thou cruel Angelo, |
| 66613 | Which once thou swor'st was worth the look... |
| 66614 | This is the hand which, with a vow'd contr... |
| 66615 | Was fast belock'd in thine; this is the body |
| 66616 | That took away the match from Isabel, |
| 66617 | And did supply thee at thy garden-house |
| 66618 | In her imagin'd person. |
| 66619 | DUKE. Know you this woman? |
| 66620 | LUCIO. Carnally, she says. |
| 66621 | DUKE. Sirrah, no more. |
| 66622 | LUCIO. Enough, my lord. |
| 66623 | ANGELO. My lord, I must confess I know this ... |
| 66624 | And five years since there was some speech... |
| 66625 | Betwixt myself and her; which was broke off, |
| 66626 | Partly for that her promised proportions |
| 66627 | Came short of composition; but in chief |
| 66628 | For that her reputation was disvalued |
| 66629 | In levity. Since which time of five years |
| 66630 | I never spake with her, saw her, nor heard... |
| 66631 | Upon my faith and honour. |
| 66632 | MARIANA. Noble Prince, |
| 66633 | As there comes light from heaven and words... |
| 66634 | As there is sense in truth and truth in vi... |
| 66635 | I am affianc'd this man's wife as strongly |
| 66636 | As words could make up vows. And, my good ... |
| 66637 | But Tuesday night last gone, in's garden-h... |
| 66638 | He knew me as a wife. As this is true, |
| 66639 | Let me in safety raise me from my knees, |
| 66640 | Or else for ever be confixed here, |
| 66641 | A marble monument! |
| 66642 | ANGELO. I did but smile till now. |
| 66643 | Now, good my lord, give me the scope of ju... |
| 66644 | My patience here is touch'd. I do perceive |
| 66645 | These poor informal women are no more |
| 66646 | But instruments of some more mightier member |
| 66647 | That sets them on. Let me have way, my lord, |
| 66648 | To find this practice out. |
| 66649 | DUKE. Ay, with my heart; |
| 66650 | And punish them to your height of pleasure. |
| 66651 | Thou foolish friar, and thou pernicious wo... |
| 66652 | Compact with her that's gone, think'st tho... |
| 66653 | Though they would swear down each particul... |
| 66654 | Were testimonies against his worth and cre... |
| 66655 | That's seal'd in approbation? You, Lord Es... |
| 66656 | Sit with my cousin; lend him your kind pai... |
| 66657 | To find out this abuse, whence 'tis deriv'd. |
| 66658 | There is another friar that set them on; |
| 66659 | Let him be sent for. |
| 66660 | PETER. Would lie were here, my lord! For he ... |
| 66661 | Hath set the women on to this complaint. |
| 66662 | Your provost knows the place where he abides, |
| 66663 | And he may fetch him. |
| 66664 | DUKE. Go, do it instantly. ... |
| 66665 | And you, my noble and well-warranted cousin, |
| 66666 | Whom it concerns to hear this matter forth, |
| 66667 | Do with your injuries as seems you best |
| 66668 | In any chastisement. I for a while will le... |
| 66669 | But stir not you till you have well determ... |
| 66670 | Upon these slanderers. |
| 66671 | ESCALUS. My lord, we'll do it throughly. ... |
| 66672 | Signior Lucio, did not you say you knew th... |
| 66673 | a dishonest person? |
| 66674 | LUCIO. 'Cucullus non facit monachum': honest... |
| 66675 | clothes; and one that hath spoke most vill... |
| 66676 | Duke. |
| 66677 | ESCALUS. We shall entreat you to abide here ... |
| 66678 | enforce them against him. We shall find th... |
| 66679 | fellow. |
| 66680 | LUCIO. As any in Vienna, on my word. |
| 66681 | ESCALUS. Call that same Isabel here once aga... |
| 66682 | her. [Exit an ATTENDANT] Pray you, my lord... |
| 66683 | question; you shall see how I'll handle her. |
| 66684 | LUCIO. Not better than he, by her own report. |
| 66685 | ESCALUS. Say you? |
| 66686 | LUCIO. Marry, sir, I think, if you handled h... |
| 66687 | sooner confess; perchance, publicly, she'l... |
| 66688 | Re-enter OFFICERS with ISABELLA; and PR... |
| 66689 | DUKE in his friar's habit |
| 66690 | ESCALUS. I will go darkly to work with her. |
| 66691 | LUCIO. That's the way; for women are light a... |
| 66692 | ESCALUS. Come on, mistress; here's a gentlew... |
| 66693 | you have said. |
| 66694 | LUCIO. My lord, here comes the rascal I spok... |
| 66695 | Provost. |
| 66696 | ESCALUS. In very good time. Speak not you to... |
| 66697 | you. |
| 66698 | LUCIO. Mum. |
| 66699 | ESCALUS. Come, sir; did you set these women ... |
| 66700 | Angelo? They have confess'd you did. |
| 66701 | DUKE. 'Tis false. |
| 66702 | ESCALUS. How! Know you where you are? |
| 66703 | DUKE. Respect to your great place! and let t... |
| 66704 | Be sometime honour'd for his burning throne! |
| 66705 | Where is the Duke? 'Tis he should hear me ... |
| 66706 | ESCALUS. The Duke's in us; and we will hear ... |
| 66707 | Look you speak justly. |
| 66708 | DUKE. Boldly, at least. But, O, poor souls, |
| 66709 | Come you to seek the lamb here of the fox, |
| 66710 | Good night to your redress! Is the Duke gone? |
| 66711 | Then is your cause gone too. The Duke's un... |
| 66712 | Thus to retort your manifest appeal, |
| 66713 | And put your trial in the villain's mouth |
| 66714 | Which here you come to accuse. |
| 66715 | LUCIO. This is the rascal; this is he I spok... |
| 66716 | ESCALUS. Why, thou unreverend and unhallowed... |
| 66717 | Is't not enough thou hast suborn'd these w... |
| 66718 | To accuse this worthy man, but, in foul mo... |
| 66719 | And in the witness of his proper ear, |
| 66720 | To call him villain; and then to glance fr... |
| 66721 | To th' Duke himself, to tax him with injus... |
| 66722 | Take him hence; to th' rack with him! We'l... |
| 66723 | Joint by joint, but we will know his purpose. |
| 66724 | What, 'unjust'! |
| 66725 | DUKE. Be not so hot; the Duke |
| 66726 | Dare no more stretch this finger of mine t... |
| 66727 | Dare rack his own; his subject am I not, |
| 66728 | Nor here provincial. My business in this s... |
| 66729 | Made me a looker-on here in Vienna, |
| 66730 | Where I have seen corruption boil and bubble |
| 66731 | Till it o'errun the stew: laws for all fau... |
| 66732 | But faults so countenanc'd that the strong... |
| 66733 | Stand like the forfeits in a barber's shop, |
| 66734 | As much in mock as mark. |
| 66735 | ESCALUS. Slander to th' state! Away with him... |
| 66736 | ANGELO. What can you vouch against him, Sign... |
| 66737 | Is this the man that you did tell us of? |
| 66738 | LUCIO. 'Tis he, my lord. Come hither, good-m... |
| 66739 | Do you know me? |
| 66740 | DUKE. I remember you, sir, by the sound of y... |
| 66741 | the prison, in the absence of the Duke. |
| 66742 | LUCIO. O did you so? And do you remember wha... |
| 66743 | DUKE. Most notedly, sir. |
| 66744 | LUCIO. Do you so, sir? And was the Duke a fl... |
| 66745 | a coward, as you then reported him to be? |
| 66746 | DUKE. You must, sir, change persons with me ... |
| 66747 | report; you, indeed, spoke so of him; and ... |
| 66748 | LUCIO. O thou damnable fellow! Did not I plu... |
| 66749 | thy speeches? |
| 66750 | DUKE. I protest I love the Duke as I love my... |
| 66751 | ANGELO. Hark how the villain would close now... |
| 66752 | abuses! |
| 66753 | ESCALUS. Such a fellow is not to be talk'd w... |
| 66754 | prison! Where is the Provost? Away with hi... |
| 66755 | enough upon him; let him speak no more. Aw... |
| 66756 | too, and with the other confederate compan... |
| 66757 | [The PROVOST lays ... |
| 66758 | DUKE. Stay, sir; stay awhile. |
| 66759 | ANGELO. What, resists he? Help him, Lucio. |
| 66760 | LUCIO. Come, sir; come, sir; come, sir; foh,... |
| 66761 | bald-pated lying rascal, you must be hoode... |
| 66762 | knave's visage, with a pox to you! Show yo... |
| 66763 | and be hang'd an hour! Will't not off? |
| 66764 | [Pulls off the FRIAR'S bood and d... |
| 66765 | DUKE. Thou art the first knave that e'er mad... |
| 66766 | First, Provost, let me bail these gentle t... |
| 66767 | [To Lucio] Sneak not away, sir, for the fr... |
| 66768 | Must have a word anon. Lay hold on him. |
| 66769 | LUCIO. This may prove worse than hanging. |
| 66770 | DUKE. [To ESCALUS] What you have spoke I par... |
| 66771 | We'll borrow place of him. [To ANGELO] Sir... |
| 66772 | Hast thou or word, or wit, or impudence, |
| 66773 | That yet can do thee office? If thou hast, |
| 66774 | Rely upon it till my tale be heard, |
| 66775 | And hold no longer out. |
| 66776 | ANGELO. O my dread lord, |
| 66777 | I should be guiltier than my guiltiness, |
| 66778 | To think I can be undiscernible, |
| 66779 | When I perceive your Grace, like pow'r div... |
| 66780 | Hath look'd upon my passes. Then, good Pri... |
| 66781 | No longer session hold upon my shame, |
| 66782 | But let my trial be mine own confession; |
| 66783 | Immediate sentence then, and sequent death, |
| 66784 | Is all the grace I beg. |
| 66785 | DUKE. Come hither, Mariana. |
| 66786 | Say, wast thou e'er contracted to this woman? |
| 66787 | ANGELO. I was, my lord. |
| 66788 | DUKE. Go, take her hence and marry her insta... |
| 66789 | Do you the office, friar; which consummate, |
| 66790 | Return him here again. Go with him, Provost. |
| 66791 | Exeunt ANGELO, MARIANA, FRIAR ... |
| 66792 | ESCALUS. My lord, I am more amaz'd at his di... |
| 66793 | Than at the strangeness of it. |
| 66794 | DUKE. Come hither, Isabel. |
| 66795 | Your friar is now your prince. As I was then |
| 66796 | Advertising and holy to your business, |
| 66797 | Not changing heart with habit, I am still |
| 66798 | Attorney'd at your service. |
| 66799 | ISABELLA. O, give me pardon, |
| 66800 | That I, your vassal have employ'd and pain'd |
| 66801 | Your unknown sovereignty. |
| 66802 | DUKE. You are pardon'd, Isabel. |
| 66803 | And now, dear maid, be you as free to us. |
| 66804 | Your brother's death, I know, sits at your... |
| 66805 | And you may marvel why I obscur'd myself, |
| 66806 | Labouring to save his life, and would not ... |
| 66807 | Make rash remonstrance of my hidden pow'r |
| 66808 | Than let him so be lost. O most kind maid, |
| 66809 | It was the swift celerity of his death, |
| 66810 | Which I did think with slower foot came on, |
| 66811 | That brain'd my purpose. But peace be with... |
| 66812 | That life is better life, past fearing death, |
| 66813 | Than that which lives to fear. Make it you... |
| 66814 | So happy is your brother. |
| 66815 | ISABELLA. I do, my lord. |
| 66816 | Re-enter ANGELO, MARIANA, FRIAR PETER, ... |
| 66817 | DUKE. For this new-married man approaching h... |
| 66818 | Whose salt imagination yet hath wrong'd |
| 66819 | Your well-defended honour, you must pardon |
| 66820 | For Mariana's sake; but as he adjudg'd you... |
| 66821 | Being criminal in double violation |
| 66822 | Of sacred chastity and of promise-breach, |
| 66823 | Thereon dependent, for your brother's life- |
| 66824 | The very mercy of the law cries out |
| 66825 | Most audible, even from his proper tongue, |
| 66826 | 'An Angelo for Claudio, death for death!' |
| 66827 | Haste still pays haste, and leisure answer... |
| 66828 | Like doth quit like, and Measure still for... |
| 66829 | Then, Angelo, thy fault's thus manifested, |
| 66830 | Which, though thou wouldst deny, denies th... |
| 66831 | We do condemn thee to the very block |
| 66832 | Where Claudio stoop'd to death, and with l... |
| 66833 | Away with him! |
| 66834 | MARIANA. O my most gracious lord, |
| 66835 | I hope you will not mock me with a husband. |
| 66836 | DUKE. It is your husband mock'd you with a h... |
| 66837 | Consenting to the safeguard of your honour, |
| 66838 | I thought your marriage fit; else imputation, |
| 66839 | For that he knew you, might reproach your ... |
| 66840 | And choke your good to come. For his posse... |
| 66841 | Although by confiscation they are ours, |
| 66842 | We do instate and widow you withal |
| 66843 | To buy you a better husband. |
| 66844 | MARIANA. O my dear lord, |
| 66845 | I crave no other, nor no better man. |
| 66846 | DUKE. Never crave him; we are definitive. |
| 66847 | MARIANA. Gentle my liege- ... |
| 66848 | DUKE. You do but lose your labour. |
| 66849 | Away with him to death! [To LUCIO] Now, si... |
| 66850 | MARIANA. O my good lord! Sweet Isabel, take ... |
| 66851 | Lend me your knees, and all my life to come |
| 66852 | I'll lend you all my life to do you servic... |
| 66853 | DUKE. Against all sense you do importune her. |
| 66854 | Should she kneel down in mercy of this fact, |
| 66855 | Her brother's ghost his paved bed would br... |
| 66856 | And take her hence in horror. |
| 66857 | MARIANA. Isabel, |
| 66858 | Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me; |
| 66859 | Hold up your hands, say nothing; I'll spea... |
| 66860 | They say best men moulded out of faults; |
| 66861 | And, for the most, become much more the be... |
| 66862 | For being a little bad; so may my husband. |
| 66863 | O Isabel, will you not lend a knee? |
| 66864 | DUKE. He dies for Claudio's death. |
| 66865 | ISABELLA. [Kneeling] Most bounteous sir, |
| 66866 | Look, if it please you, on this man condem... |
| 66867 | As if my brother liv'd. I partly think |
| 66868 | A due sincerity govern'd his deeds |
| 66869 | Till he did look on me; since it is so, |
| 66870 | Let him not die. My brother had but justice, |
| 66871 | In that he did the thing for which he died; |
| 66872 | For Angelo, |
| 66873 | His act did not o'ertake his bad intent, |
| 66874 | And must be buried but as an intent |
| 66875 | That perish'd by the way. Thoughts are no ... |
| 66876 | Intents but merely thoughts. |
| 66877 | MARIANA. Merely, my lord. |
| 66878 | DUKE. Your suit's unprofitable; stand up, I ... |
| 66879 | I have bethought me of another fault. |
| 66880 | Provost, how came it Claudio was beheaded |
| 66881 | At an unusual hour? |
| 66882 | PROVOST. It was commanded so. |
| 66883 | DUKE. Had you a special warrant for the deed? |
| 66884 | PROVOST. No, my good lord; it was by private... |
| 66885 | DUKE. For which I do discharge you of your o... |
| 66886 | Give up your keys. |
| 66887 | PROVOST. Pardon me, noble lord; |
| 66888 | I thought it was a fault, but knew it not; |
| 66889 | Yet did repent me, after more advice; |
| 66890 | For testimony whereof, one in the prison, |
| 66891 | That should by private order else have died, |
| 66892 | I have reserv'd alive. |
| 66893 | DUKE. What's he? |
| 66894 | PROVOST. His name is Barnardine. |
| 66895 | DUKE. I would thou hadst done so by Claudio. |
| 66896 | Go fetch him hither; let me look upon him.... |
| 66897 | ESCALUS. I am sorry one so learned and so wise |
| 66898 | As you, Lord Angelo, have still appear'd, |
| 66899 | Should slip so grossly, both in the heat o... |
| 66900 | And lack of temper'd judgment afterward. |
| 66901 | ANGELO. I am sorry that such sorrow I procure; |
| 66902 | And so deep sticks it in my penitent heart |
| 66903 | That I crave death more willingly than mercy; |
| 66904 | 'Tis my deserving, and I do entreat it. |
| 66905 | Re-enter PROVOST, with BARNARDINE, CLAU... |
| 66906 | and JULIET |
| 66907 | DUKE. Which is that Barnardine? |
| 66908 | PROVOST. This, my lord. |
| 66909 | DUKE. There was a friar told me of this man. |
| 66910 | Sirrah, thou art said to have a stubborn s... |
| 66911 | That apprehends no further than this world, |
| 66912 | And squar'st thy life according. Thou'rt c... |
| 66913 | But, for those earthly faults, I quit them... |
| 66914 | And pray thee take this mercy to provide |
| 66915 | For better times to come. Friar, advise him; |
| 66916 | I leave him to your hand. What muffl'd fel... |
| 66917 | PROVOST. This is another prisoner that I sav'd, |
| 66918 | Who should have died when Claudio lost his... |
| 66919 | As like almost to Claudio as himself. [... |
| 66920 | DUKE. [To ISABELLA] If he be like your broth... |
| 66921 | Is he pardon'd; and for your lovely sake, |
| 66922 | Give me your hand and say you will be mine, |
| 66923 | He is my brother too. But fitter time for ... |
| 66924 | By this Lord Angelo perceives he's safe; |
| 66925 | Methinks I see a quick'ning in his eye. |
| 66926 | Well, Angelo, your evil quits you well. |
| 66927 | Look that you love your wife; her worth wo... |
| 66928 | I find an apt remission in myself; |
| 66929 | And yet here's one in place I cannot pardon. |
| 66930 | To Lucio] You, sirrah, that knew me for a ... |
| 66931 | One all of luxury, an ass, a madman! |
| 66932 | Wherein have I so deserv'd of you |
| 66933 | That you extol me thus? |
| 66934 | LUCIO. Faith, my lord, I spoke it but accord... |
| 66935 | If you will hang me for it, you may; but I... |
| 66936 | please you I might be whipt. |
| 66937 | DUKE. Whipt first, sir, and hang'd after. |
| 66938 | Proclaim it, Provost, round about the city, |
| 66939 | If any woman wrong'd by this lewd fellow- |
| 66940 | As I have heard him swear himself there's one |
| 66941 | Whom he begot with child, let her appear, |
| 66942 | And he shall marry her. The nuptial finish'd, |
| 66943 | Let him be whipt and hang'd. |
| 66944 | LUCIO. I beseech your Highness, do not marry... |
| 66945 | Highness said even now I made you a duke; ... |
| 66946 | recompense me in making me a cuckold. |
| 66947 | DUKE. Upon mine honour, thou shalt marry her. |
| 66948 | Thy slanders I forgive; and therewithal |
| 66949 | Remit thy other forfeits. Take him to prison; |
| 66950 | And see our pleasure herein executed. |
| 66951 | LUCIO. Marrying a punk, my lord, is pressing... |
| 66952 | and hanging. |
| 66953 | DUKE. Slandering a prince deserves it. |
| 66954 | Exeunt O... |
| 66955 | She, Claudio, that you wrong'd, look you r... |
| 66956 | Joy to you, Mariana! Love her, Angelo; |
| 66957 | I have confess'd her, and I know her virtue. |
| 66958 | Thanks, good friend Escalus, for thy much ... |
| 66959 | There's more behind that is more gratulate. |
| 66960 | Thanks, Provost, for thy care and secrecy; |
| 66961 | We shall employ thee in a worthier place. |
| 66962 | Forgive him, Angelo, that brought you home |
| 66963 | The head of Ragozine for Claudio's: |
| 66964 | Th' offence pardons itself. Dear Isabel, |
| 66965 | I have a motion much imports your good; |
| 66966 | Whereto if you'll a willing ear incline, |
| 66967 | What's mine is yours, and what is yours is... |
| 66968 | So, bring us to our palace, where we'll show |
| 66969 | What's yet behind that's meet you all shou... |
| 66970 | ... |
| 66971 | THE END |
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| 66980 | 1597 |
| 66981 | THE MERCHANT OF VENICE |
| 66982 | by William Shakespeare |
| 66983 | DRAMATIS PERSONAE |
| 66984 | THE DUKE OF VENICE |
| 66985 | THE PRINCE OF MOROCCO, suitor to Portia |
| 66986 | THE PRINCE OF ARRAGON, " " " |
| 66987 | ANTONIO, a merchant of Venice |
| 66988 | BASSANIO, his friend, suitor to Portia |
| 66989 | SOLANIO, friend to Antonio and Bassanio |
| 66990 | SALERIO, " " " " " |
| 66991 | GRATIANO, " " " " " |
| 66992 | LORENZO, in love with Jessica |
| 66993 | SHYLOCK, a rich Jew |
| 66994 | TUBAL, a Jew, his friend |
| 66995 | LAUNCELOT GOBBO, a clown, servant to Shylock |
| 66996 | OLD GOBBO, father to Launcelot |
| 66997 | LEONARDO, servant to Bassanio |
| 66998 | BALTHASAR, servant to Portia |
| 66999 | STEPHANO, " " " |
| 67000 | PORTIA, a rich heiress |
| 67001 | NERISSA, her waiting-maid |
| 67002 | JESSICA, daughter to Shylock |
| 67003 | Magnificoes of Venice, Officers of the Court... |
| 67004 | Gaoler, Servants, and other Attendants |
| 67005 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
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| 67007 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 67008 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 67009 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 67010 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 67013 | SCENE: |
| 67014 | Venice, and PORTIA'S house at Belmont |
| 67015 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 67016 | Venice. A street |
| 67017 | Enter ANTONIO, SALERIO, and SOLANIO |
| 67018 | ANTONIO. In sooth, I know not why I am so sad. |
| 67019 | It wearies me; you say it wearies you; |
| 67020 | But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, |
| 67021 | What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, |
| 67022 | I am to learn; |
| 67023 | And such a want-wit sadness makes of me |
| 67024 | That I have much ado to know myself. |
| 67025 | SALERIO. Your mind is tossing on the ocean; |
| 67026 | There where your argosies, with portly sail- |
| 67027 | Like signiors and rich burghers on the flood, |
| 67028 | Or as it were the pageants of the sea- |
| 67029 | Do overpeer the petty traffickers, |
| 67030 | That curtsy to them, do them reverence, |
| 67031 | As they fly by them with their woven wings. |
| 67032 | SOLANIO. Believe me, sir, had I such venture... |
| 67033 | The better part of my affections would |
| 67034 | Be with my hopes abroad. I should be still |
| 67035 | Plucking the grass to know where sits the ... |
| 67036 | Peering in maps for ports, and piers, and ... |
| 67037 | And every object that might make me fear |
| 67038 | Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt, |
| 67039 | Would make me sad. |
| 67040 | SALERIO. My wind, cooling my broth, |
| 67041 | Would blow me to an ague when I thought |
| 67042 | What harm a wind too great might do at sea. |
| 67043 | I should not see the sandy hour-glass run |
| 67044 | But I should think of shallows and of flats, |
| 67045 | And see my wealthy Andrew dock'd in sand, |
| 67046 | Vailing her high top lower than her ribs |
| 67047 | To kiss her burial. Should I go to church |
| 67048 | And see the holy edifice of stone, |
| 67049 | And not bethink me straight of dangerous r... |
| 67050 | Which, touching but my gentle vessel's side, |
| 67051 | Would scatter all her spices on the stream, |
| 67052 | Enrobe the roaring waters with my silks, |
| 67053 | And, in a word, but even now worth this, |
| 67054 | And now worth nothing? Shall I have the th... |
| 67055 | To think on this, and shall I lack the tho... |
| 67056 | That such a thing bechanc'd would make me ... |
| 67057 | But tell not me; I know Antonio |
| 67058 | Is sad to think upon his merchandise. |
| 67059 | ANTONIO. Believe me, no; I thank my fortune ... |
| 67060 | My ventures are not in one bottom trusted, |
| 67061 | Nor to one place; nor is my whole estate |
| 67062 | Upon the fortune of this present year; |
| 67063 | Therefore my merchandise makes me not sad. |
| 67064 | SOLANIO. Why then you are in love. |
| 67065 | ANTONIO. Fie, fie! |
| 67066 | SOLANIO. Not in love neither? Then let us sa... |
| 67067 | Because you are not merry; and 'twere as easy |
| 67068 | For you to laugh and leap and say you are ... |
| 67069 | Because you are not sad. Now, by two-heade... |
| 67070 | Nature hath fram'd strange fellows in her ... |
| 67071 | Some that will evermore peep through their... |
| 67072 | And laugh like parrots at a bag-piper; |
| 67073 | And other of such vinegar aspect |
| 67074 | That they'll not show their teeth in way o... |
| 67075 | Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable. |
| 67076 | Enter BASSANIO, LORENZO, and GR... |
| 67077 | Here comes Bassanio, your most noble kinsman, |
| 67078 | Gratiano and Lorenzo. Fare ye well; |
| 67079 | We leave you now with better company. |
| 67080 | SALERIO. I would have stay'd till I had made... |
| 67081 | If worthier friends had not prevented me. |
| 67082 | ANTONIO. Your worth is very dear in my regard. |
| 67083 | I take it your own business calls on you, |
| 67084 | And you embrace th' occasion to depart. |
| 67085 | SALERIO. Good morrow, my good lords. |
| 67086 | BASSANIO. Good signiors both, when shall we ... |
| 67087 | You grow exceeding strange; must it be so? |
| 67088 | SALERIO. We'll make our leisures to attend o... |
| 67089 | Exeunt S... |
| 67090 | LORENZO. My Lord Bassanio, since you have fo... |
| 67091 | We two will leave you; but at dinner-time, |
| 67092 | I pray you, have in mind where we must mee... |
| 67093 | BASSANIO. I will not fail you. |
| 67094 | GRATIANO. You look not well, Signior Antonio; |
| 67095 | You have too much respect upon the world; |
| 67096 | They lose it that do buy it with much care. |
| 67097 | Believe me, you are marvellously chang'd. |
| 67098 | ANTONIO. I hold the world but as the world, ... |
| 67099 | A stage, where every man must play a part, |
| 67100 | And mine a sad one. |
| 67101 | GRATIANO. Let me play the fool. |
| 67102 | With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles c... |
| 67103 | And let my liver rather heat with wine |
| 67104 | Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. |
| 67105 | Why should a man whose blood is warm within |
| 67106 | Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster, |
| 67107 | Sleep when he wakes, and creep into the ja... |
| 67108 | By being peevish? I tell thee what, Antonio- |
| 67109 | I love thee, and 'tis my love that speaks- |
| 67110 | There are a sort of men whose visages |
| 67111 | Do cream and mantle like a standing pond, |
| 67112 | And do a wilful stillness entertain, |
| 67113 | With purpose to be dress'd in an opinion |
| 67114 | Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit; |
| 67115 | As who should say 'I am Sir Oracle, |
| 67116 | And when I ope my lips let no dog bark.' |
| 67117 | O my Antonio, I do know of these |
| 67118 | That therefore only are reputed wise |
| 67119 | For saying nothing; when, I am very sure, |
| 67120 | If they should speak, would almost damn th... |
| 67121 | Which, hearing them, would call their brot... |
| 67122 | I'll tell thee more of this another time. |
| 67123 | But fish not with this melancholy bait |
| 67124 | For this fool gudgeon, this opinion. |
| 67125 | Come, good Lorenzo. Fare ye well awhile; |
| 67126 | I'll end my exhortation after dinner. |
| 67127 | LORENZO. Well, we will leave you then till d... |
| 67128 | I must be one of these same dumb wise men, |
| 67129 | For Gratiano never lets me speak. |
| 67130 | GRATIANO. Well, keep me company but two year... |
| 67131 | Thou shalt not know the sound of thine own... |
| 67132 | ANTONIO. Fare you well; I'll grow a talker f... |
| 67133 | GRATIANO. Thanks, i' faith, for silence is o... |
| 67134 | In a neat's tongue dried, and a maid not v... |
| 67135 | Exeunt GR... |
| 67136 | ANTONIO. Is that anything now? |
| 67137 | BASSANIO. Gratiano speaks an infinite deal o... |
| 67138 | any man in all Venice. His reasons are as ... |
| 67139 | in, two bushels of chaff: you shall seek a... |
| 67140 | them, and when you have them they are not ... |
| 67141 | ANTONIO. Well; tell me now what lady is the ... |
| 67142 | To whom you swore a secret pilgrimage, |
| 67143 | That you to-day promis'd to tell me of? |
| 67144 | BASSANIO. 'Tis not unknown to you, Antonio, |
| 67145 | How much I have disabled mine estate |
| 67146 | By something showing a more swelling port |
| 67147 | Than my faint means would grant continuance; |
| 67148 | Nor do I now make moan to be abridg'd |
| 67149 | From such a noble rate; but my chief care |
| 67150 | Is to come fairly off from the great debts |
| 67151 | Wherein my time, something too prodigal, |
| 67152 | Hath left me gag'd. To you, Antonio, |
| 67153 | I owe the most, in money and in love; |
| 67154 | And from your love I have a warranty |
| 67155 | To unburden all my plots and purposes |
| 67156 | How to get clear of all the debts I owe. |
| 67157 | ANTONIO. I pray you, good Bassanio, let me k... |
| 67158 | And if it stand, as you yourself still do, |
| 67159 | Within the eye of honour, be assur'd |
| 67160 | My purse, my person, my extremest means, |
| 67161 | Lie all unlock'd to your occasions. |
| 67162 | BASSANIO. In my school-days, when I had lost... |
| 67163 | I shot his fellow of the self-same flight |
| 67164 | The self-same way, with more advised watch, |
| 67165 | To find the other forth; and by adventurin... |
| 67166 | I oft found both. I urge this childhood pr... |
| 67167 | Because what follows is pure innocence. |
| 67168 | I owe you much; and, like a wilful youth, |
| 67169 | That which I owe is lost; but if you please |
| 67170 | To shoot another arrow that self way |
| 67171 | Which you did shoot the first, I do not do... |
| 67172 | As I will watch the aim, or to find both, |
| 67173 | Or bring your latter hazard back again |
| 67174 | And thankfully rest debtor for the first. |
| 67175 | ANTONIO. You know me well, and herein spend ... |
| 67176 | To wind about my love with circumstance; |
| 67177 | And out of doubt you do me now more wrong |
| 67178 | In making question of my uttermost |
| 67179 | Than if you had made waste of all I have. |
| 67180 | Then do but say to me what I should do |
| 67181 | That in your knowledge may by me be done, |
| 67182 | And I am prest unto it; therefore, speak. |
| 67183 | BASSANIO. In Belmont is a lady richly left, |
| 67184 | And she is fair and, fairer than that word, |
| 67185 | Of wondrous virtues. Sometimes from her eyes |
| 67186 | I did receive fair speechless messages. |
| 67187 | Her name is Portia- nothing undervalu'd |
| 67188 | To Cato's daughter, Brutus' Portia. |
| 67189 | Nor is the wide world ignorant of her worth; |
| 67190 | For the four winds blow in from every coast |
| 67191 | Renowned suitors, and her sunny locks |
| 67192 | Hang on her temples like a golden fleece, |
| 67193 | Which makes her seat of Belmont Colchos' s... |
| 67194 | And many Jasons come in quest of her. |
| 67195 | O my Antonio, had I but the means |
| 67196 | To hold a rival place with one of them, |
| 67197 | I have a mind presages me such thrift |
| 67198 | That I should questionless be fortunate. |
| 67199 | ANTONIO. Thou know'st that all my fortunes a... |
| 67200 | Neither have I money nor commodity |
| 67201 | To raise a present sum; therefore go forth, |
| 67202 | Try what my credit can in Venice do; |
| 67203 | That shall be rack'd, even to the uttermost, |
| 67204 | To furnish thee to Belmont to fair Portia. |
| 67205 | Go presently inquire, and so will I, |
| 67206 | Where money is; and I no question make |
| 67207 | To have it of my trust or for my sake. ... |
| 67208 | SCENE II. |
| 67209 | Belmont. PORTIA'S house |
| 67210 | Enter PORTIA with her waiting-woman, NERISSA |
| 67211 | PORTIA. By my troth, Nerissa, my little body... |
| 67212 | great world. |
| 67213 | NERISSA. You would be, sweet madam, if your ... |
| 67214 | same abundance as your good fortunes are; ... |
| 67215 | see, they are as sick that surfeit with to... |
| 67216 | starve with nothing. It is no mean happine... |
| 67217 | seated in the mean: superfluity come soone... |
| 67218 | competency lives longer. |
| 67219 | PORTIA. Good sentences, and well pronounc'd. |
| 67220 | NERISSA. They would be better, if well follo... |
| 67221 | PORTIA. If to do were as easy as to know wha... |
| 67222 | chapels had been churches, and poor men's ... |
| 67223 | palaces. It is a good divine that follows ... |
| 67224 | can easier teach twenty what were good to ... |
| 67225 | of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.... |
| 67226 | laws for the blood, but a hot temper leaps... |
| 67227 | such a hare is madness the youth, to skip ... |
| 67228 | counsel the cripple. But this reasoning is... |
| 67229 | choose me a husband. O me, the word 'choos... |
| 67230 | choose who I would nor refuse who I dislik... |
| 67231 | living daughter curb'd by the will of a de... |
| 67232 | hard, Nerissa, that I cannot choose one, n... |
| 67233 | NERISSA. Your father was ever virtuous, and ... |
| 67234 | have good inspirations; therefore the lott... |
| 67235 | devised in these three chests, of gold, si... |
| 67236 | who chooses his meaning chooses you- will ... |
| 67237 | chosen by any rightly but one who you shal... |
| 67238 | what warmth is there in your affection tow... |
| 67239 | princely suitors that are already come? |
| 67240 | PORTIA. I pray thee over-name them; and as t... |
| 67241 | describe them; and according to my descrip... |
| 67242 | affection. |
| 67243 | NERISSA. First, there is the Neapolitan prince. |
| 67244 | PORTIA. Ay, that's a colt indeed, for he dot... |
| 67245 | his horse; and he makes it a great appropr... |
| 67246 | parts that he can shoe him himself; I am m... |
| 67247 | mother play'd false with a smith. |
| 67248 | NERISSA. Then is there the County Palatine. |
| 67249 | PORTIA. He doth nothing but frown, as who sh... |
| 67250 | not have me, choose.' He hears merry tales... |
| 67251 | he will prove the weeping philosopher when... |
| 67252 | full of unmannerly sadness in his youth. I... |
| 67253 | to a death's-head with a bone in his mouth... |
| 67254 | these. God defend me from these two! |
| 67255 | NERISSA. How say you by the French lord, Mon... |
| 67256 | PORTIA. God made him, and therefore let him ... |
| 67257 | truth, I know it is a sin to be a mocker, ... |
| 67258 | horse better than the Neapolitan's, a bett... |
| 67259 | frowning than the Count Palatine; he is ev... |
| 67260 | throstle sing he falls straight a-cap'ring... |
| 67261 | his own shadow; if I should marry him, I s... |
| 67262 | husbands. If he would despise me, I would ... |
| 67263 | love me to madness, I shall never requite ... |
| 67264 | NERISSA. What say you then to Falconbridge, ... |
| 67265 | England? |
| 67266 | PORTIA. You know I say nothing to him, for h... |
| 67267 | nor I him: he hath neither Latin, French, ... |
| 67268 | will come into the court and swear that I ... |
| 67269 | in the English. He is a proper man's pictu... |
| 67270 | converse with a dumb-show? How oddly he is... |
| 67271 | bought his doublet in Italy, his round hos... |
| 67272 | in Germany, and his behaviour everywhere. |
| 67273 | NERISSA. What think you of the Scottish lord... |
| 67274 | PORTIA. That he hath a neighbourly charity i... |
| 67275 | a box of the ear of the Englishman, and sw... |
| 67276 | again when he was able; I think the French... |
| 67277 | and seal'd under for another. |
| 67278 | NERISSA. How like you the young German, the ... |
| 67279 | nephew? |
| 67280 | PORTIA. Very vilely in the morning when he i... |
| 67281 | vilely in the afternoon when he is drunk. ... |
| 67282 | a little worse than a man, and when he is ... |
| 67283 | better than a beast. An the worst fall tha... |
| 67284 | shall make shift to go without him. |
| 67285 | NERISSA. If he should offer to choose, and c... |
| 67286 | you should refuse to perform your father's... |
| 67287 | refuse to accept him. |
| 67288 | PORTIA. Therefore, for fear of the worst, I ... |
| 67289 | glass of Rhenish wine on the contrary cask... |
| 67290 | within and that temptation without, I know... |
| 67291 | will do anything, Nerissa, ere I will be m... |
| 67292 | NERISSA. You need not fear, lady, the having... |
| 67293 | they have acquainted me with their determi... |
| 67294 | indeed to return to their home, and to tro... |
| 67295 | suit, unless you may be won by some other ... |
| 67296 | imposition, depending on the caskets. |
| 67297 | PORTIA. If I live to be as old as Sibylla, I... |
| 67298 | Diana, unless I be obtained by the manner ... |
| 67299 | am glad this parcel of wooers are so reaso... |
| 67300 | one among them but I dote on his very abse... |
| 67301 | grant them a fair departure. |
| 67302 | NERISSA. Do you not remember, lady, in your ... |
| 67303 | Venetian, a scholar and a soldier, that ca... |
| 67304 | the Marquis of Montferrat? |
| 67305 | PORTIA. Yes, yes, it was Bassanio; as I thin... |
| 67306 | NERISSA. True, madam; he, of all the men tha... |
| 67307 | look'd upon, was the best deserving a fair... |
| 67308 | PORTIA. I remember him well, and I remember ... |
| 67309 | praise. |
| 67310 | Enter a SERVINGMAN |
| 67311 | How now! what news? |
| 67312 | SERVINGMAN. The four strangers seek for you,... |
| 67313 | leave; and there is a forerunner come from... |
| 67314 | Morocco, who brings word the Prince his ma... |
| 67315 | to-night. |
| 67316 | PORTIA. If I could bid the fifth welcome wit... |
| 67317 | can bid the other four farewell, I should ... |
| 67318 | approach; if he have the condition of a sa... |
| 67319 | of a devil, I had rather he should shrive ... |
| 67320 | Come, Nerissa. Sirrah, go before. |
| 67321 | Whiles we shut the gate upon one wooer, an... |
| 67322 | door. ... |
| 67323 | SCENE III. |
| 67324 | Venice. A public place |
| 67325 | Enter BASSANIO With SHYLOCK the Jew |
| 67326 | SHYLOCK. Three thousand ducats- well. |
| 67327 | BASSANIO. Ay, sir, for three months. |
| 67328 | SHYLOCK. For three months- well. |
| 67329 | BASSANIO. For the which, as I told you, Anto... |
| 67330 | SHYLOCK. Antonio shall become bound- well. |
| 67331 | BASSANIO. May you stead me? Will you pleasur... |
| 67332 | answer? |
| 67333 | SHYLOCK. Three thousand ducats for three mon... |
| 67334 | BASSANIO. Your answer to that. |
| 67335 | SHYLOCK. Antonio is a good man. |
| 67336 | BASSANIO. Have you heard any imputation to t... |
| 67337 | SHYLOCK. Ho, no, no, no, no; my meaning in s... |
| 67338 | is to have you understand me that he is su... |
| 67339 | are in supposition: he hath an argosy boun... |
| 67340 | to the Indies; I understand, moreover, upo... |
| 67341 | third at Mexico, a fourth for England- and... |
| 67342 | hath, squand'red abroad. But ships are but... |
| 67343 | men; there be land-rats and water-rats, wa... |
| 67344 | land-thieves- I mean pirates; and then the... |
| 67345 | waters, winds, and rocks. The man is, notw... |
| 67346 | sufficient. Three thousand ducats- I think... |
| 67347 | BASSANIO. Be assur'd you may. |
| 67348 | SHYLOCK. I will be assur'd I may; and, that ... |
| 67349 | will bethink me. May I speak with Antonio? |
| 67350 | BASSANIO. If it please you to dine with us. |
| 67351 | SHYLOCK. Yes, to smell pork, to eat of the h... |
| 67352 | prophet, the Nazarite, conjured the devil ... |
| 67353 | you, sell with you, talk with you, walk wi... |
| 67354 | following; but I will not eat with you, dr... |
| 67355 | with you. What news on the Rialto? Who is ... |
| 67356 | Enter ANTONIO |
| 67357 | BASSANIO. This is Signior Antonio. |
| 67358 | SHYLOCK. [Aside] How like a fawning public... |
| 67359 | I hate him for he is a Christian; |
| 67360 | But more for that in low simplicity |
| 67361 | He lends out money gratis, and brings down |
| 67362 | The rate of usance here with us in Venice. |
| 67363 | If I can catch him once upon the hip, |
| 67364 | I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear ... |
| 67365 | He hates our sacred nation; and he rails, |
| 67366 | Even there where merchants most do congreg... |
| 67367 | On me, my bargains, and my well-won thrift, |
| 67368 | Which he calls interest. Cursed be my tribe |
| 67369 | If I forgive him! |
| 67370 | BASSANIO. Shylock, do you hear? |
| 67371 | SHYLOCK. I am debating of my present store, |
| 67372 | And, by the near guess of my memory, |
| 67373 | I cannot instantly raise up the gross |
| 67374 | Of full three thousand ducats. What of that? |
| 67375 | Tubal, a wealthy Hebrew of my tribe, |
| 67376 | Will furnish me. But soft! how many months |
| 67377 | Do you desire? [To ANTONIO] Rest you fai... |
| 67378 | Your worship was the last man in our mouths. |
| 67379 | ANTONIO. Shylock, albeit I neither lend nor ... |
| 67380 | By taking nor by giving of excess, |
| 67381 | Yet, to supply the ripe wants of my friend, |
| 67382 | I'll break a custom. [To BASSANIO] Is he... |
| 67383 | How much ye would? |
| 67384 | SHYLOCK. Ay, ay, three thousand ducats. |
| 67385 | ANTONIO. And for three months. |
| 67386 | SHYLOCK. I had forgot- three months; you tol... |
| 67387 | Well then, your bond; and, let me see- but... |
| 67388 | Methoughts you said you neither lend nor b... |
| 67389 | Upon advantage. |
| 67390 | ANTONIO. I do never use it. |
| 67391 | SHYLOCK. When Jacob graz'd his uncle Laban's... |
| 67392 | This Jacob from our holy Abram was, |
| 67393 | As his wise mother wrought in his behalf, |
| 67394 | The third possessor; ay, he was the third- |
| 67395 | ANTONIO. And what of him? Did he take interest? |
| 67396 | SHYLOCK. No, not take interest; not, as you ... |
| 67397 | Directly int'rest; mark what Jacob did: |
| 67398 | When Laban and himself were compromis'd |
| 67399 | That all the eanlings which were streak'd ... |
| 67400 | Should fall as Jacob's hire, the ewes, bei... |
| 67401 | In end of autumn turned to the rams; |
| 67402 | And when the work of generation was |
| 67403 | Between these woolly breeders in the act, |
| 67404 | The skilful shepherd pill'd me certain wands, |
| 67405 | And, in the doing of the deed of kind, |
| 67406 | He stuck them up before the fulsome ewes, |
| 67407 | Who, then conceiving, did in eaning time |
| 67408 | Fall parti-colour'd lambs, and those were ... |
| 67409 | This was a way to thrive, and he was blest; |
| 67410 | And thrift is blessing, if men steal it not. |
| 67411 | ANTONIO. This was a venture, sir, that Jacob... |
| 67412 | A thing not in his power to bring to pass, |
| 67413 | But sway'd and fashion'd by the hand of he... |
| 67414 | Was this inserted to make interest good? |
| 67415 | Or is your gold and silver ewes and rams? |
| 67416 | SHYLOCK. I cannot tell; I make it breed as f... |
| 67417 | But note me, signior. |
| 67418 | ANTONIO. [Aside] Mark you this, Bassanio, |
| 67419 | The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. |
| 67420 | An evil soul producing holy witness |
| 67421 | Is like a villain with a smiling cheek, |
| 67422 | A goodly apple rotten at the heart. |
| 67423 | O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath! |
| 67424 | SHYLOCK. Three thousand ducats- 'tis a good ... |
| 67425 | Three months from twelve; then let me see,... |
| 67426 | ANTONIO. Well, Shylock, shall we be beholdin... |
| 67427 | SHYLOCK. Signior Antonio, many a time and oft |
| 67428 | In the Rialto you have rated me |
| 67429 | About my moneys and my usances; |
| 67430 | Still have I borne it with a patient shrug, |
| 67431 | For suff'rance is the badge of all our tribe; |
| 67432 | You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog, |
| 67433 | And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, |
| 67434 | And all for use of that which is mine own. |
| 67435 | Well then, it now appears you need my help; |
| 67436 | Go to, then; you come to me, and you say |
| 67437 | 'Shylock, we would have moneys.' You say so- |
| 67438 | You that did void your rheum upon my beard |
| 67439 | And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur |
| 67440 | Over your threshold; moneys is your suit. |
| 67441 | What should I say to you? Should I not say |
| 67442 | 'Hath a dog money? Is it possible |
| 67443 | A cur can lend three thousand ducats?' Or |
| 67444 | Shall I bend low and, in a bondman's key, |
| 67445 | With bated breath and whisp'ring humbleness, |
| 67446 | Say this: |
| 67447 | 'Fair sir, you spit on me on Wednesday last, |
| 67448 | You spurn'd me such a day; another time |
| 67449 | You call'd me dog; and for these courtesies |
| 67450 | I'll lend you thus much moneys'? |
| 67451 | ANTONIO. I am as like to call thee so again, |
| 67452 | To spit on thee again, to spurn thee too. |
| 67453 | If thou wilt lend this money, lend it not |
| 67454 | As to thy friends- for when did friendship... |
| 67455 | A breed for barren metal of his friend?- |
| 67456 | But lend it rather to thine enemy, |
| 67457 | Who if he break thou mayst with better face |
| 67458 | Exact the penalty. |
| 67459 | SHYLOCK. Why, look you, how you storm! |
| 67460 | I would be friends with you, and have your... |
| 67461 | Forget the shames that you have stain'd me... |
| 67462 | Supply your present wants, and take no doit |
| 67463 | Of usance for my moneys, and you'll not he... |
| 67464 | This is kind I offer. |
| 67465 | BASSANIO. This were kindness. |
| 67466 | SHYLOCK. This kindness will I show. |
| 67467 | Go with me to a notary, seal me there |
| 67468 | Your single bond, and, in a merry sport, |
| 67469 | If you repay me not on such a day, |
| 67470 | In such a place, such sum or sums as are |
| 67471 | Express'd in the condition, let the forfeit |
| 67472 | Be nominated for an equal pound |
| 67473 | Of your fair flesh, to be cut off and taken |
| 67474 | In what part of your body pleaseth me. |
| 67475 | ANTONIO. Content, in faith; I'll seal to suc... |
| 67476 | And say there is much kindness in the Jew. |
| 67477 | BASSANIO. You shall not seal to such a bond ... |
| 67478 | I'll rather dwell in my necessity. |
| 67479 | ANTONIO. Why, fear not, man; I will not forf... |
| 67480 | Within these two months- that's a month be... |
| 67481 | This bond expires- I do expect return |
| 67482 | Of thrice three times the value of this bond. |
| 67483 | SHYLOCK. O father Abram, what these Christia... |
| 67484 | Whose own hard dealings teaches them suspect |
| 67485 | The thoughts of others! Pray you, tell me ... |
| 67486 | If he should break his day, what should I ... |
| 67487 | By the exaction of the forfeiture? |
| 67488 | A pound of man's flesh taken from a man |
| 67489 | Is not so estimable, profitable neither, |
| 67490 | As flesh of muttons, beefs, or goats. I say, |
| 67491 | To buy his favour, I extend this friendship; |
| 67492 | If he will take it, so; if not, adieu; |
| 67493 | And, for my love, I pray you wrong me not. |
| 67494 | ANTONIO. Yes, Shylock, I will seal unto this... |
| 67495 | SHYLOCK. Then meet me forthwith at the notar... |
| 67496 | Give him direction for this merry bond, |
| 67497 | And I will go and purse the ducats straight, |
| 67498 | See to my house, left in the fearful guard |
| 67499 | Of an unthrifty knave, and presently |
| 67500 | I'll be with you. |
| 67501 | ANTONIO. Hie thee, gentle Jew. ... |
| 67502 | The Hebrew will turn Christian: he grows k... |
| 67503 | BASSANIO. I like not fair terms and a villai... |
| 67504 | ANTONIO. Come on; in this there can be no di... |
| 67505 | My ships come home a month before the day.... |
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| 67514 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 67515 | Belmont. PORTIA'S house |
| 67516 | Flourish of cornets. Enter the PRINCE of MOROC... |
| 67517 | and three or four FOLLOWERS accordingly, with ... |
| 67518 | PRINCE OF Morocco. Mislike me not for my com... |
| 67519 | The shadowed livery of the burnish'd sun, |
| 67520 | To whom I am a neighbour, and near bred. |
| 67521 | Bring me the fairest creature northward born, |
| 67522 | Where Phoebus' fire scarce thaws the icicles, |
| 67523 | And let us make incision for your love |
| 67524 | To prove whose blood is reddest, his or mine. |
| 67525 | I tell thee, lady, this aspect of mine |
| 67526 | Hath fear'd the valiant; by my love, I swear |
| 67527 | The best-regarded virgins of our clime |
| 67528 | Have lov'd it too. I would not change this... |
| 67529 | Except to steal your thoughts, my gentle q... |
| 67530 | PORTIA. In terms of choice I am not solely led |
| 67531 | By nice direction of a maiden's eyes; |
| 67532 | Besides, the lott'ry of my destiny |
| 67533 | Bars me the right of voluntary choosing. |
| 67534 | But, if my father had not scanted me, |
| 67535 | And hedg'd me by his wit to yield myself |
| 67536 | His wife who wins me by that means I told ... |
| 67537 | Yourself, renowned Prince, then stood as fair |
| 67538 | As any comer I have look'd on yet |
| 67539 | For my affection. |
| 67540 | PRINCE OF MOROCCO. Even for that I thank you. |
| 67541 | Therefore, I pray you, lead me to the caskets |
| 67542 | To try my fortune. By this scimitar, |
| 67543 | That slew the Sophy and a Persian prince, |
| 67544 | That won three fields of Sultan Solyman, |
| 67545 | I would o'erstare the sternest eyes that l... |
| 67546 | Outbrave the heart most daring on the earth, |
| 67547 | Pluck the young sucking cubs from the she-... |
| 67548 | Yea, mock the lion when 'a roars for prey, |
| 67549 | To win thee, lady. But, alas the while! |
| 67550 | If Hercules and Lichas play at dice |
| 67551 | Which is the better man, the greater throw |
| 67552 | May turn by fortune from the weaker band. |
| 67553 | So is Alcides beaten by his page; |
| 67554 | And so may I, blind Fortune leading me, |
| 67555 | Miss that which one unworthier may attain, |
| 67556 | And die with grieving. |
| 67557 | PORTIA. You must take your chance, |
| 67558 | And either not attempt to choose at all, |
| 67559 | Or swear before you choose, if you choose ... |
| 67560 | Never to speak to lady afterward |
| 67561 | In way of marriage; therefore be advis'd. |
| 67562 | PRINCE OF MOROCCO. Nor will not; come, bring... |
| 67563 | PORTIA. First, forward to the temple. After ... |
| 67564 | Your hazard shall be made. |
| 67565 | PRINCE OF MOROCCO. Good fortune then, |
| 67566 | To make me blest or cursed'st among men! |
| 67567 | [Co... |
| 67568 | SCENE II. |
| 67569 | Venice. A street |
| 67570 | Enter LAUNCELOT GOBBO |
| 67571 | LAUNCELOT. Certainly my conscience will serv... |
| 67572 | Jew my master. The fiend is at mine elbow ... |
| 67573 | to me 'Gobbo, Launcelot Gobbo, good Launce... |
| 67574 | 'good Launcelot Gobbo, use your legs, take... |
| 67575 | My conscience says 'No; take heed, honest ... |
| 67576 | honest Gobbo' or, as aforesaid, 'honest La... |
| 67577 | run; scorn running with thy heels.' Well, ... |
| 67578 | fiend bids me pack. 'Via!' says the fiend;... |
| 67579 | fiend. 'For the heavens, rouse up a brave ... |
| 67580 | 'and run.' Well, my conscience, hanging ab... |
| 67581 | heart, says very wisely to me 'My honest f... |
| 67582 | an honest man's son' or rather 'an honest ... |
| 67583 | indeed my father did something smack, some... |
| 67584 | kind of taste- well, my conscience says 'L... |
| 67585 | 'Budge,' says the fiend. 'Budge not,' says... |
| 67586 | 'Conscience,' say I, (you counsel well.' '... |
| 67587 | counsel well.' To be rul'd by my conscienc... |
| 67588 | the Jew my master, who- God bless the mark... |
| 67589 | and, to run away from the Jew, I should be... |
| 67590 | who- saving your reverence!- is the devil ... |
| 67591 | Jew is the very devil incarnation; and, in... |
| 67592 | conscience is but a kind of hard conscienc... |
| 67593 | me to stay with the Jew. The fiend gives t... |
| 67594 | counsel. I will run, fiend; my heels are a... |
| 67595 | will run. |
| 67596 | Enter OLD GOBBO, with a b... |
| 67597 | GOBBO. Master young man, you, I pray you, wh... |
| 67598 | master Jew's? |
| 67599 | LAUNCELOT. [Aside] O heavens! This is my t... |
| 67600 | who, being more than sand-blind, high-grav... |
| 67601 | I will try confusions with him. |
| 67602 | GOBBO. Master young gentleman, I pray you, w... |
| 67603 | master Jew's? |
| 67604 | LAUNCELOT. Turn up on your right hand at the... |
| 67605 | the next turning of all, on your left; mar... |
| 67606 | turning, turn of no hand, but turn down in... |
| 67607 | house. |
| 67608 | GOBBO. Be God's sonties, 'twill be a hard wa... |
| 67609 | me whether one Launcelot, that dwells with... |
| 67610 | no? |
| 67611 | LAUNCELOT. Talk you of young Master Launcelo... |
| 67612 | now; now will I raise the waters.- Talk yo... |
| 67613 | Launcelot? |
| 67614 | GOBBO. No master, sir, but a poor man's son;... |
| 67615 | say't, is an honest exceeding poor man, an... |
| 67616 | to live. |
| 67617 | LAUNCELOT. Well, let his father be what 'a w... |
| 67618 | Master Launcelot. |
| 67619 | GOBBO. Your worship's friend, and Launcelot,... |
| 67620 | LAUNCELOT. But I pray you, ergo, old man, er... |
| 67621 | you of young Master Launcelot? |
| 67622 | GOBBO. Of Launcelot, an't please your master... |
| 67623 | LAUNCELOT. Ergo, Master Launcelot. Talk not ... |
| 67624 | father; for the young gentleman, according... |
| 67625 | and such odd sayings, the Sisters Three an... |
| 67626 | learning, is indeed deceased; or, as you w... |
| 67627 | terms, gone to heaven. |
| 67628 | GOBBO. Marry, God forbid! The boy was the ve... |
| 67629 | very prop. |
| 67630 | LAUNCELOT. Do I look like a cudgel or a hove... |
| 67631 | prop? Do you know me, father? |
| 67632 | GOBBO. Alack the day, I know you not, young ... |
| 67633 | you tell me, is my boy- God rest his soul!... |
| 67634 | LAUNCELOT. Do you not know me, father? |
| 67635 | GOBBO. Alack, sir, I am sand-blind; I know y... |
| 67636 | LAUNCELOT. Nay, indeed, if you had your eyes... |
| 67637 | knowing me: it is a wise father that knows... |
| 67638 | old man, I will tell you news of your son.... |
| 67639 | truth will come to light; murder cannot be... |
| 67640 | may, but in the end truth will out. |
| 67641 | GOBBO. Pray you, sir, stand up; I am sure yo... |
| 67642 | boy. |
| 67643 | LAUNCELOT. Pray you, let's have no more fool... |
| 67644 | me your blessing; I am Launcelot, your boy... |
| 67645 | that is, your child that shall be. |
| 67646 | GOBBO. I cannot think you are my son. |
| 67647 | LAUNCELOT. I know not what I shall think of ... |
| 67648 | Launcelot, the Jew's man, and I am sure Ma... |
| 67649 | mother. |
| 67650 | GOBBO. Her name is Margery, indeed. I'll be ... |
| 67651 | Launcelot, thou art mine own flesh and blo... |
| 67652 | might he be, what a beard hast thou got! T... |
| 67653 | on thy chin than Dobbin my fill-horse has ... |
| 67654 | LAUNCELOT. It should seem, then, that Dobbin... |
| 67655 | I am sure he had more hair of his tail tha... |
| 67656 | when I last saw him. |
| 67657 | GOBBO. Lord, how art thou chang'd! How dost ... |
| 67658 | agree? I have brought him a present. How '... |
| 67659 | LAUNCELOT. Well, well; but, for mine own par... |
| 67660 | rest to run away, so I will not rest till ... |
| 67661 | My master's a very Jew. Give him a present... |
| 67662 | am famish'd in his service; you may tell e... |
| 67663 | my ribs. Father, I am glad you are come; g... |
| 67664 | one Master Bassanio, who indeed gives rare... |
| 67665 | serve not him, I will run as far as God ha... |
| 67666 | fortune! Here comes the man. To him, fathe... |
| 67667 | serve the Jew any longer. |
| 67668 | Enter BASSANIO, with LEONARDO, with a... |
| 67669 | BASSANIO. You may do so; but let it be so ha... |
| 67670 | ready at the farthest by five of the clock... |
| 67671 | delivered, put the liveries to making, and... |
| 67672 | come anon to my lodging. ... |
| 67673 | LAUNCELOT. To him, father. |
| 67674 | GOBBO. God bless your worship! |
| 67675 | BASSANIO. Gramercy; wouldst thou aught with me? |
| 67676 | GOBBO. Here's my son, sir, a poor boy- |
| 67677 | LAUNCELOT. Not a poor boy, sir, but the rich... |
| 67678 | sir, as my father shall specify- |
| 67679 | GOBBO. He hath a great infection, sir, as on... |
| 67680 | LAUNCELOT. Indeed the short and the long is,... |
| 67681 | have a desire, as my father shall specify- |
| 67682 | GOBBO. His master and he, saving your worshi... |
| 67683 | scarce cater-cousins- |
| 67684 | LAUNCELOT. To be brief, the very truth is th... |
| 67685 | me wrong, doth cause me, as my father, bei... |
| 67686 | shall frutify unto you- |
| 67687 | GOBBO. I have here a dish of doves that I wo... |
| 67688 | worship; and my suit is- |
| 67689 | LAUNCELOT. In very brief, the suit is impert... |
| 67690 | your worship shall know by this honest old... |
| 67691 | it, though old man, yet poor man, my father. |
| 67692 | BASSANIO. One speak for both. What would you? |
| 67693 | LAUNCELOT. Serve you, sir. |
| 67694 | GOBBO. That is the very defect of the matter... |
| 67695 | BASSANIO. I know thee well; thou hast obtain... |
| 67696 | Shylock thy master spoke with me this day, |
| 67697 | And hath preferr'd thee, if it be preferment |
| 67698 | To leave a rich Jew's service to become |
| 67699 | The follower of so poor a gentleman. |
| 67700 | LAUNCELOT. The old proverb is very well part... |
| 67701 | Shylock and you, sir: you have the grace o... |
| 67702 | enough. |
| 67703 | BASSANIO. Thou speak'st it well. Go, father,... |
| 67704 | Take leave of thy old master, and inquire |
| 67705 | My lodging out. [To a SERVANT] Give him ... |
| 67706 | More guarded than his fellows'; see it done. |
| 67707 | LAUNCELOT. Father, in. I cannot get a servic... |
| 67708 | tongue in my head! [Looking on his palm] ... |
| 67709 | Italy have a fairer table which doth offer... |
| 67710 | shall have good fortune. Go to, here's a s... |
| 67711 | here's a small trifle of wives; alas, fift... |
| 67712 | a'leven widows and nine maids is a simple ... |
| 67713 | And then to scape drowning thrice, and to ... |
| 67714 | with the edge of a feather-bed-here are si... |
| 67715 | Fortune be a woman, she's a good wench for... |
| 67716 | come; I'll take my leave of the Jew in the... |
| 67717 | Exeunt LAUNC... |
| 67718 | BASSANIO. I pray thee, good Leonardo, think ... |
| 67719 | These things being bought and orderly best... |
| 67720 | Return in haste, for I do feast to-night |
| 67721 | My best esteem'd acquaintance; hie thee, go. |
| 67722 | LEONARDO. My best endeavours shall be done h... |
| 67723 | Enter GRATIANO |
| 67724 | GRATIANO. Where's your master? |
| 67725 | LEONARDO. Yonder, sir, he walks. ... |
| 67726 | GRATIANO. Signior Bassanio! |
| 67727 | BASSANIO. Gratiano! |
| 67728 | GRATIANO. I have suit to you. |
| 67729 | BASSANIO. You have obtain'd it. |
| 67730 | GRATIANO. You must not deny me: I must go wi... |
| 67731 | BASSANIO. Why, then you must. But hear thee,... |
| 67732 | Thou art too wild, too rude, and bold of v... |
| 67733 | Parts that become thee happily enough, |
| 67734 | And in such eyes as ours appear not faults; |
| 67735 | But where thou art not known, why there th... |
| 67736 | Something too liberal. Pray thee, take pain |
| 67737 | To allay with some cold drops of modesty |
| 67738 | Thy skipping spirit; lest through thy wild... |
| 67739 | I be misconst'red in the place I go to |
| 67740 | And lose my hopes. |
| 67741 | GRATIANO. Signior Bassanio, hear me: |
| 67742 | If I do not put on a sober habit, |
| 67743 | Talk with respect, and swear but now and t... |
| 67744 | Wear prayer-books in my pocket, look demur... |
| 67745 | Nay more, while grace is saying hood mine ... |
| 67746 | Thus with my hat, and sigh, and say amen, |
| 67747 | Use all the observance of civility |
| 67748 | Like one well studied in a sad ostent |
| 67749 | To please his grandam, never trust me more. |
| 67750 | BASSANIO. Well, we shall see your bearing. |
| 67751 | GRATIANO. Nay, but I bar to-night; you shall... |
| 67752 | By what we do to-night. |
| 67753 | BASSANIO. No, that were pity; |
| 67754 | I would entreat you rather to put on |
| 67755 | Your boldest suit of mirth, for we have fr... |
| 67756 | That purpose merriment. But fare you well; |
| 67757 | I have some business. |
| 67758 | GRATIANO. And I must to Lorenzo and the rest; |
| 67759 | But we will visit you at supper-time. ... |
| 67760 | SCENE III. |
| 67761 | Venice. SHYLOCK'S house |
| 67762 | Enter JESSICA and LAUNCELOT |
| 67763 | JESSICA. I am sorry thou wilt leave my fathe... |
| 67764 | Our house is hell; and thou, a merry devil, |
| 67765 | Didst rob it of some taste of tediousness. |
| 67766 | But fare thee well; there is a ducat for t... |
| 67767 | And, Launcelot, soon at supper shalt thou see |
| 67768 | Lorenzo, who is thy new master's guest. |
| 67769 | Give him this letter; do it secretly. |
| 67770 | And so farewell. I would not have my father |
| 67771 | See me in talk with thee. |
| 67772 | LAUNCELOT. Adieu! tears exhibit my tongue. M... |
| 67773 | most sweet Jew! If a Christian do not play... |
| 67774 | thee, I am much deceived. But, adieu! thes... |
| 67775 | something drown my manly spirit; adieu! |
| 67776 | JESSICA. Farewell, good Launcelot. ... |
| 67777 | Alack, what heinous sin is it in me |
| 67778 | To be asham'd to be my father's child! |
| 67779 | But though I am a daughter to his blood, |
| 67780 | I am not to his manners. O Lorenzo, |
| 67781 | If thou keep promise, I shall end this str... |
| 67782 | Become a Christian and thy loving wife. ... |
| 67783 | SCENE IV. |
| 67784 | Venice. A street |
| 67785 | Enter GRATIANO, LORENZO, SALERIO, and SOLANIO |
| 67786 | LORENZO. Nay, we will slink away in suppertime, |
| 67787 | Disguise us at my lodging, and return |
| 67788 | All in an hour. |
| 67789 | GRATIANO. We have not made good preparation. |
| 67790 | SALERIO. We have not spoke us yet of torch-b... |
| 67791 | SOLANIO. 'Tis vile, unless it may be quaintl... |
| 67792 | And better in my mind not undertook. |
| 67793 | LORENZO. 'Tis now but four o'clock; we have ... |
| 67794 | To furnish us. |
| 67795 | Enter LAUNCELOT, With a letter |
| 67796 | Friend Launcelot, what's the news? |
| 67797 | LAUNCELOT. An it shall please you to break u... |
| 67798 | to signify. |
| 67799 | LORENZO. I know the hand; in faith, 'tis a f... |
| 67800 | And whiter than the paper it writ on |
| 67801 | Is the fair hand that writ. |
| 67802 | GRATIANO. Love-news, in faith! |
| 67803 | LAUNCELOT. By your leave, sir. |
| 67804 | LORENZO. Whither goest thou? |
| 67805 | LAUNCELOT. Marry, sir, to bid my old master,... |
| 67806 | to-night with my new master, the Christian. |
| 67807 | LORENZO. Hold, here, take this. Tell gentle ... |
| 67808 | I will not fail her; speak it privately. |
| 67809 | Go, gentlemen, ... |
| 67810 | Will you prepare you for this masque to-ni... |
| 67811 | I am provided of a torch-bearer. |
| 67812 | SALERIO. Ay, marry, I'll be gone about it st... |
| 67813 | SOLANIO. And so will I. |
| 67814 | LORENZO. Meet me and Gratiano |
| 67815 | At Gratiano's lodging some hour hence. |
| 67816 | SALERIO. 'Tis good we do so. Exeunt S... |
| 67817 | GRATIANO. Was not that letter from fair Jess... |
| 67818 | LORENZO. I must needs tell thee all. She hat... |
| 67819 | How I shall take her from her father's house; |
| 67820 | What gold and jewels she is furnish'd with; |
| 67821 | What page's suit she hath in readiness. |
| 67822 | If e'er the Jew her father come to heaven, |
| 67823 | It will be for his gentle daughter's sake; |
| 67824 | And never dare misfortune cross her foot, |
| 67825 | Unless she do it under this excuse, |
| 67826 | That she is issue to a faithless Jew. |
| 67827 | Come, go with me, peruse this as thou goest; |
| 67828 | Fair Jessica shall be my torch-bearer. ... |
| 67829 | SCENE V. |
| 67830 | Venice. Before SHYLOCK'S house |
| 67831 | Enter SHYLOCK and LAUNCELOT |
| 67832 | SHYLOCK. Well, thou shalt see; thy eyes shal... |
| 67833 | The difference of old Shylock and Bassanio.- |
| 67834 | What, Jessica!- Thou shalt not gormandize |
| 67835 | As thou hast done with me- What, Jessica!- |
| 67836 | And sleep and snore, and rend apparel out- |
| 67837 | Why, Jessica, I say! |
| 67838 | LAUNCELOT. Why, Jessica! |
| 67839 | SHYLOCK. Who bids thee call? I do not bid th... |
| 67840 | LAUNCELOT. Your worship was wont to tell me ... |
| 67841 | without bidding. |
| 67842 | Enter JESSICA |
| 67843 | JESSICA. Call you? What is your will? |
| 67844 | SHYLOCK. I am bid forth to supper, Jessica; |
| 67845 | There are my keys. But wherefore should I go? |
| 67846 | I am not bid for love; they flatter me; |
| 67847 | But yet I'll go in hate, to feed upon |
| 67848 | The prodigal Christian. Jessica, my girl, |
| 67849 | Look to my house. I am right loath to go; |
| 67850 | There is some ill a-brewing towards my rest, |
| 67851 | For I did dream of money-bags to-night. |
| 67852 | LAUNCELOT. I beseech you, sir, go; my young ... |
| 67853 | reproach. |
| 67854 | SHYLOCK. So do I his. |
| 67855 | LAUNCELOT. And they have conspired together;... |
| 67856 | shall see a masque, but if you do, then it... |
| 67857 | that my nose fell a-bleeding on Black Mond... |
| 67858 | i' th' morning, falling out that year on A... |
| 67859 | year, in th' afternoon. |
| 67860 | SHYLOCK. What, are there masques? Hear you m... |
| 67861 | Lock up my doors, and when you hear the drum, |
| 67862 | And the vile squealing of the wry-neck'd f... |
| 67863 | Clamber not you up to the casements then, |
| 67864 | Nor thrust your head into the public street |
| 67865 | To gaze on Christian fools with varnish'd ... |
| 67866 | But stop my house's ears- I mean my caseme... |
| 67867 | Let not the sound of shallow fopp'ry enter |
| 67868 | My sober house. By Jacob's staff, I swear |
| 67869 | I have no mind of feasting forth to-night; |
| 67870 | But I will go. Go you before me, sirrah; |
| 67871 | Say I will come. |
| 67872 | LAUNCELOT. I will go before, sir. Mistress, ... |
| 67873 | all this. |
| 67874 | There will come a Christian by |
| 67875 | Will be worth a Jewess' eye. ... |
| 67876 | SHYLOCK. What says that fool of Hagar's offs... |
| 67877 | JESSICA. His words were 'Farewell, mistress'... |
| 67878 | SHYLOCK. The patch is kind enough, but a hug... |
| 67879 | Snail-slow in profit, and he sleeps by day |
| 67880 | More than the wild-cat; drones hive not wi... |
| 67881 | Therefore I part with him; and part with him |
| 67882 | To one that I would have him help to waste |
| 67883 | His borrowed purse. Well, Jessica, go in; |
| 67884 | Perhaps I will return immediately. |
| 67885 | Do as I bid you, shut doors after you. |
| 67886 | Fast bind, fast find- |
| 67887 | A proverb never stale in thrifty mind. ... |
| 67888 | JESSICA. Farewell; and if my fortune be not ... |
| 67889 | I have a father, you a daughter, lost. ... |
| 67890 | SCENE VI. |
| 67891 | Venice. Before SHYLOCK'S house |
| 67892 | Enter the maskers, GRATIANO and SALERIO |
| 67893 | GRATIANO. This is the pent-house under which... |
| 67894 | Desired us to make stand. |
| 67895 | SALERIO. His hour is almost past. |
| 67896 | GRATIANO. And it is marvel he out-dwells his... |
| 67897 | For lovers ever run before the clock. |
| 67898 | SALERIO. O, ten times faster Venus' pigeons fly |
| 67899 | To seal love's bonds new made than they ar... |
| 67900 | To keep obliged faith unforfeited! |
| 67901 | GRATIANO. That ever holds: who riseth from a... |
| 67902 | With that keen appetite that he sits down? |
| 67903 | Where is the horse that doth untread again |
| 67904 | His tedious measures with the unbated fire |
| 67905 | That he did pace them first? All things th... |
| 67906 | Are with more spirit chased than enjoyed. |
| 67907 | How like a younker or a prodigal |
| 67908 | The scarfed bark puts from her native bay, |
| 67909 | Hugg'd and embraced by the strumpet wind; |
| 67910 | How like the prodigal doth she return, |
| 67911 | With over-weather'd ribs and ragged sails, |
| 67912 | Lean, rent, and beggar'd by the strumpet w... |
| 67913 | Enter LORENZO |
| 67914 | SALERIO. Here comes Lorenzo; more of this he... |
| 67915 | LORENZO. Sweet friends, your patience for my... |
| 67916 | Not I, but my affairs, have made you wait. |
| 67917 | When you shall please to play the thieves ... |
| 67918 | I'll watch as long for you then. Approach; |
| 67919 | Here dwells my father Jew. Ho! who's within? |
| 67920 | Enter JESSICA, above, in boy's clothes |
| 67921 | JESSICA. Who are you? Tell me, for more cert... |
| 67922 | Albeit I'll swear that I do know your tongue. |
| 67923 | LORENZO. Lorenzo, and thy love. |
| 67924 | JESSICA. Lorenzo, certain; and my love indeed; |
| 67925 | For who love I so much? And now who knows |
| 67926 | But you, Lorenzo, whether I am yours? |
| 67927 | LORENZO. Heaven and thy thoughts are witness... |
| 67928 | JESSICA. Here, catch this casket; it is wort... |
| 67929 | I am glad 'tis night, you do not look on me, |
| 67930 | For I am much asham'd of my exchange; |
| 67931 | But love is blind, and lovers cannot see |
| 67932 | The pretty follies that themselves commit, |
| 67933 | For, if they could, Cupid himself would blush |
| 67934 | To see me thus transformed to a boy. |
| 67935 | LORENZO. Descend, for you must be my torch-b... |
| 67936 | JESSICA. What! must I hold a candle to my sh... |
| 67937 | They in themselves, good sooth, are too to... |
| 67938 | Why, 'tis an office of discovery, love, |
| 67939 | And I should be obscur'd. |
| 67940 | LORENZO. So are you, sweet, |
| 67941 | Even in the lovely garnish of a boy. |
| 67942 | But come at once, |
| 67943 | For the close night doth play the runaway, |
| 67944 | And we are stay'd for at Bassanio's feast. |
| 67945 | JESSICA. I will make fast the doors, and gil... |
| 67946 | With some moe ducats, and be with you stra... |
| 67947 | ... |
| 67948 | GRATIANO. Now, by my hood, a gentle, and no ... |
| 67949 | LORENZO. Beshrew me, but I love her heartily, |
| 67950 | For she is wise, if I can judge of her, |
| 67951 | And fair she is, if that mine eyes be true, |
| 67952 | And true she is, as she hath prov'd herself; |
| 67953 | And therefore, like herself, wise, fair, a... |
| 67954 | Shall she be placed in my constant soul. |
| 67955 | Enter JESSICA, below |
| 67956 | What, art thou come? On, gentlemen, away; |
| 67957 | Our masquing mates by this time for us stay. |
| 67958 | Exit with J... |
| 67959 | Enter ANTONIO |
| 67960 | ANTONIO. Who's there? |
| 67961 | GRATIANO. Signior Antonio? |
| 67962 | ANTONIO. Fie, fie, Gratiano, where are all t... |
| 67963 | 'Tis nine o'clock; our friends all stay fo... |
| 67964 | No masque to-night; the wind is come about; |
| 67965 | Bassanio presently will go aboard; |
| 67966 | I have sent twenty out to seek for you. |
| 67967 | GRATIANO. I am glad on't; I desire no more d... |
| 67968 | Than to be under sail and gone to-night. ... |
| 67969 | SCENE VII. |
| 67970 | Belmont. PORTIA's house |
| 67971 | Flourish of cornets. Enter PORTIA, with the PR... |
| 67972 | and their trains |
| 67973 | PORTIA. Go draw aside the curtains and discover |
| 67974 | The several caskets to this noble Prince. |
| 67975 | Now make your choice. |
| 67976 | PRINCE OF MOROCCO. The first, of gold, who t... |
| 67977 | 'Who chooseth me shall gain what many men ... |
| 67978 | The second, silver, which this promise car... |
| 67979 | 'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he d... |
| 67980 | This third, dull lead, with warning all as... |
| 67981 | 'Who chooseth me must give and hazard all ... |
| 67982 | How shall I know if I do choose the right? |
| 67983 | PORTIA. The one of them contains my picture,... |
| 67984 | If you choose that, then I am yours withal. |
| 67985 | PRINCE OF MOROCCO. Some god direct my judgme... |
| 67986 | I will survey th' inscriptions back again. |
| 67987 | What says this leaden casket? |
| 67988 | 'Who chooseth me must give and hazard all ... |
| 67989 | Must give- for what? For lead? Hazard for ... |
| 67990 | This casket threatens; men that hazard all |
| 67991 | Do it in hope of fair advantages. |
| 67992 | A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross; |
| 67993 | I'll then nor give nor hazard aught for lead. |
| 67994 | What says the silver with her virgin hue? |
| 67995 | 'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he d... |
| 67996 | As much as he deserves! Pause there, Morocco, |
| 67997 | And weigh thy value with an even hand. |
| 67998 | If thou beest rated by thy estimation, |
| 67999 | Thou dost deserve enough, and yet enough |
| 68000 | May not extend so far as to the lady; |
| 68001 | And yet to be afeard of my deserving |
| 68002 | Were but a weak disabling of myself. |
| 68003 | As much as I deserve? Why, that's the lady! |
| 68004 | I do in birth deserve her, and in fortunes, |
| 68005 | In graces, and in qualities of breeding; |
| 68006 | But more than these, in love I do deserve. |
| 68007 | What if I stray'd no farther, but chose here? |
| 68008 | Let's see once more this saying grav'd in ... |
| 68009 | 'Who chooseth me shall gain what many men ... |
| 68010 | Why, that's the lady! All the world desire... |
| 68011 | From the four corners of the earth they come |
| 68012 | To kiss this shrine, this mortal-breathing... |
| 68013 | The Hyrcanian deserts and the vasty wilds |
| 68014 | Of wide Arabia are as throughfares now |
| 68015 | For princes to come view fair Portia. |
| 68016 | The watery kingdom, whose ambitious head |
| 68017 | Spits in the face of heaven, is no bar |
| 68018 | To stop the foreign spirits, but they come |
| 68019 | As o'er a brook to see fair Portia. |
| 68020 | One of these three contains her heavenly p... |
| 68021 | Is't like that lead contains her? 'Twere d... |
| 68022 | To think so base a thought; it were too gross |
| 68023 | To rib her cerecloth in the obscure grave. |
| 68024 | Or shall I think in silver she's immur'd, |
| 68025 | Being ten times undervalued to tried gold? |
| 68026 | O sinful thought! Never so rich a gem |
| 68027 | Was set in worse than gold. They have in E... |
| 68028 | A coin that bears the figure of an angel |
| 68029 | Stamp'd in gold; but that's insculp'd upon. |
| 68030 | But here an angel in a golden bed |
| 68031 | Lies all within. Deliver me the key; |
| 68032 | Here do I choose, and thrive I as I may! |
| 68033 | PORTIA. There, take it, Prince, and if my fo... |
| 68034 | Then I am yours. [He opens ... |
| 68035 | PRINCE OF MOROCCO. O hell! what have we here? |
| 68036 | A carrion Death, within whose empty eye |
| 68037 | There is a written scroll! I'll read the w... |
| 68038 | 'All that glisters is not gold, |
| 68039 | Often have you heard that told; |
| 68040 | Many a man his life hath sold |
| 68041 | But my outside to behold. |
| 68042 | Gilded tombs do worms infold. |
| 68043 | Had you been as wise as bold, |
| 68044 | Young in limbs, in judgment old, |
| 68045 | Your answer had not been inscroll'd. |
| 68046 | Fare you well, your suit is cold.' |
| 68047 | Cold indeed, and labour lost, |
| 68048 | Then farewell, heat, and welcome, frost. |
| 68049 | Portia, adieu! I have too griev'd a heart |
| 68050 | To take a tedious leave; thus losers part. |
| 68051 | Exit with his train. F... |
| 68052 | PORTIA. A gentle riddance. Draw the curtains... |
| 68053 | Let all of his complexion choose me so. ... |
| 68054 | SCENE VIII. |
| 68055 | Venice. A street |
| 68056 | Enter SALERIO and SOLANIO |
| 68057 | SALERIO. Why, man, I saw Bassanio under sail; |
| 68058 | With him is Gratiano gone along; |
| 68059 | And in their ship I am sure Lorenzo is not. |
| 68060 | SOLANIO. The villain Jew with outcries rais'... |
| 68061 | Who went with him to search Bassanio's ship. |
| 68062 | SALERIO. He came too late, the ship was unde... |
| 68063 | But there the Duke was given to understand |
| 68064 | That in a gondola were seen together |
| 68065 | Lorenzo and his amorous Jessica; |
| 68066 | Besides, Antonio certified the Duke |
| 68067 | They were not with Bassanio in his ship. |
| 68068 | SOLANIO. I never heard a passion so confus'd, |
| 68069 | So strange, outrageous, and so variable, |
| 68070 | As the dog Jew did utter in the streets. |
| 68071 | 'My daughter! O my ducats! O my daughter! |
| 68072 | Fled with a Christian! O my Christian ducats! |
| 68073 | Justice! the law! My ducats and my daughte... |
| 68074 | A sealed bag, two sealed bags of ducats, |
| 68075 | Of double ducats, stol'n from me by my dau... |
| 68076 | And jewels- two stones, two rich and preci... |
| 68077 | Stol'n by my daughter! Justice! Find the g... |
| 68078 | She hath the stones upon her and the ducats.' |
| 68079 | SALERIO. Why, all the boys in Venice follow ... |
| 68080 | Crying, his stones, his daughter, and his ... |
| 68081 | SOLANIO. Let good Antonio look he keep his day, |
| 68082 | Or he shall pay for this. |
| 68083 | SALERIO. Marry, well rememb'red; |
| 68084 | I reason'd with a Frenchman yesterday, |
| 68085 | Who told me, in the narrow seas that part |
| 68086 | The French and English, there miscarried |
| 68087 | A vessel of our country richly fraught. |
| 68088 | I thought upon Antonio when he told me, |
| 68089 | And wish'd in silence that it were not his. |
| 68090 | SOLANIO. You were best to tell Antonio what ... |
| 68091 | Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him. |
| 68092 | SALERIO. A kinder gentleman treads not the e... |
| 68093 | I saw Bassanio and Antonio part. |
| 68094 | Bassanio told him he would make some speed |
| 68095 | Of his return. He answered 'Do not so; |
| 68096 | Slubber not business for my sake, Bassanio, |
| 68097 | But stay the very riping of the time; |
| 68098 | And for the Jew's bond which he hath of me, |
| 68099 | Let it not enter in your mind of love; |
| 68100 | Be merry, and employ your chiefest thoughts |
| 68101 | To courtship, and such fair ostents of love |
| 68102 | As shall conveniently become you there.' |
| 68103 | And even there, his eye being big with tears, |
| 68104 | Turning his face, he put his hand behind him, |
| 68105 | And with affection wondrous sensible |
| 68106 | He wrung Bassanio's hand; and so they parted. |
| 68107 | SOLANIO. I think he only loves the world for... |
| 68108 | I pray thee, let us go and find him out, |
| 68109 | And quicken his embraced heaviness |
| 68110 | With some delight or other. |
| 68111 | SALERIO. Do we so. ... |
| 68112 | SCENE IX. |
| 68113 | Belmont. PORTIA'S house |
| 68114 | Enter NERISSA, and a SERVITOR |
| 68115 | NERISSA. Quick, quick, I pray thee, draw the... |
| 68116 | The Prince of Arragon hath ta'en his oath, |
| 68117 | And comes to his election presently. |
| 68118 | Flourish of cornets. Enter the PRINCE O... |
| 68119 | PORTIA, and their trains |
| 68120 | PORTIA. Behold, there stand the caskets, nob... |
| 68121 | If you choose that wherein I am contain'd, |
| 68122 | Straight shall our nuptial rites be solemn... |
| 68123 | But if you fail, without more speech, my l... |
| 68124 | You must be gone from hence immediately. |
| 68125 | ARRAGON. I am enjoin'd by oath to observe th... |
| 68126 | First, never to unfold to any one |
| 68127 | Which casket 'twas I chose; next, if I fail |
| 68128 | Of the right casket, never in my life |
| 68129 | To woo a maid in way of marriage; |
| 68130 | Lastly, |
| 68131 | If I do fail in fortune of my choice, |
| 68132 | Immediately to leave you and be gone. |
| 68133 | PORTIA. To these injunctions every one doth ... |
| 68134 | That comes to hazard for my worthless self. |
| 68135 | ARRAGON. And so have I address'd me. Fortune... |
| 68136 | To my heart's hope! Gold, silver, and base... |
| 68137 | 'Who chooseth me must give and hazard all ... |
| 68138 | You shall look fairer ere I give or hazard. |
| 68139 | What says the golden chest? Ha! let me see: |
| 68140 | 'Who chooseth me shall gain what many men ... |
| 68141 | What many men desire- that 'many' may be m... |
| 68142 | By the fool multitude, that choose by show, |
| 68143 | Not learning more than the fond eye doth t... |
| 68144 | Which pries not to th' interior, but, like... |
| 68145 | Builds in the weather on the outward wall, |
| 68146 | Even in the force and road of casualty. |
| 68147 | I will not choose what many men desire, |
| 68148 | Because I will not jump with common spirits |
| 68149 | And rank me with the barbarous multitudes. |
| 68150 | Why, then to thee, thou silver treasure-ho... |
| 68151 | Tell me once more what title thou dost bear. |
| 68152 | 'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he d... |
| 68153 | And well said too; for who shall go about |
| 68154 | To cozen fortune, and be honourable |
| 68155 | Without the stamp of merit? Let none presume |
| 68156 | To wear an undeserved dignity. |
| 68157 | O that estates, degrees, and offices, |
| 68158 | Were not deriv'd corruptly, and that clear... |
| 68159 | Were purchas'd by the merit of the wearer! |
| 68160 | How many then should cover that stand bare! |
| 68161 | How many be commanded that command! |
| 68162 | How much low peasantry would then be gleaned |
| 68163 | From the true seed of honour! and how much... |
| 68164 | Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times, |
| 68165 | To be new varnish'd! Well, but to my choice. |
| 68166 | 'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he d... |
| 68167 | I will assume desert. Give me a key for this, |
| 68168 | And instantly unlock my fortunes here. |
| 68169 | [He opens ... |
| 68170 | PORTIA. [Aside] Too long a pause for that ... |
| 68171 | ARRAGON. What's here? The portrait of a blin... |
| 68172 | Presenting me a schedule! I will read it. |
| 68173 | How much unlike art thou to Portia! |
| 68174 | How much unlike my hopes and my deservings! |
| 68175 | 'Who chooseth me shall have as much as he ... |
| 68176 | Did I deserve no more than a fool's head? |
| 68177 | Is that my prize? Are my deserts no better? |
| 68178 | PORTIA. To offend and judge are distinct off... |
| 68179 | And of opposed natures. |
| 68180 | ARRAGON. What is here? [Reads] |
| 68181 | 'The fire seven times tried this; |
| 68182 | Seven times tried that judgment is |
| 68183 | That did never choose amiss. |
| 68184 | Some there be that shadows kiss, |
| 68185 | Such have but a shadow's bliss. |
| 68186 | There be fools alive iwis |
| 68187 | Silver'd o'er, and so was this. |
| 68188 | Take what wife you will to bed, |
| 68189 | I will ever be your head. |
| 68190 | So be gone; you are sped.' |
| 68191 | Still more fool I shall appear |
| 68192 | By the time I linger here. |
| 68193 | With one fool's head I came to woo, |
| 68194 | But I go away with two. |
| 68195 | Sweet, adieu! I'll keep my oath, |
| 68196 | Patiently to bear my wroth. E... |
| 68197 | PORTIA. Thus hath the candle sing'd the moth. |
| 68198 | O, these deliberate fools! When they do ch... |
| 68199 | They have the wisdom by their wit to lose. |
| 68200 | NERISSA. The ancient saying is no heresy: |
| 68201 | Hanging and wiving goes by destiny. |
| 68202 | PORTIA. Come, draw the curtain, Nerissa. |
| 68203 | Enter a SERVANT |
| 68204 | SERVANT. Where is my lady? |
| 68205 | PORTIA. Here; what would my lord? |
| 68206 | SERVANT. Madam, there is alighted at your gate |
| 68207 | A young Venetian, one that comes before |
| 68208 | To signify th' approaching of his lord, |
| 68209 | From whom he bringeth sensible regreets; |
| 68210 | To wit, besides commends and courteous bre... |
| 68211 | Gifts of rich value. Yet I have not seen |
| 68212 | So likely an ambassador of love. |
| 68213 | A day in April never came so sweet |
| 68214 | To show how costly summer was at hand |
| 68215 | As this fore-spurrer comes before his lord. |
| 68216 | PORTIA. No more, I pray thee; I am half afeard |
| 68217 | Thou wilt say anon he is some kin to thee, |
| 68218 | Thou spend'st such high-day wit in praisin... |
| 68219 | Come, come, Nerissa, for I long to see |
| 68220 | Quick Cupid's post that comes so mannerly. |
| 68221 | NERISSA. Bassanio, Lord Love, if thy will it... |
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| 68230 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 68231 | Venice. A street |
| 68232 | Enter SOLANIO and SALERIO |
| 68233 | SOLANIO. Now, what news on the Rialto? |
| 68234 | SALERIO. Why, yet it lives there uncheck'd t... |
| 68235 | of rich lading wreck'd on the narrow seas;... |
| 68236 | they call the place, a very dangerous flat... |
| 68237 | carcases of many a tall ship lie buried, a... |
| 68238 | gossip Report be an honest woman of her word. |
| 68239 | SOLANIO. I would she were as lying a gossip ... |
| 68240 | ginger or made her neighbours believe she ... |
| 68241 | third husband. But it is true, without any... |
| 68242 | crossing the plain highway of talk, that t... |
| 68243 | honest Antonio- O that I had a title good ... |
| 68244 | company!- |
| 68245 | SALERIO. Come, the full stop. |
| 68246 | SOLANIO. Ha! What sayest thou? Why, the end ... |
| 68247 | ship. |
| 68248 | SALERIO. I would it might prove the end of h... |
| 68249 | SOLANIO. Let me say amen betimes, lest the d... |
| 68250 | for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew. |
| 68251 | Enter SHYLOCK |
| 68252 | How now, Shylock? What news among the merc... |
| 68253 | SHYLOCK. You knew, none so well, none so wel... |
| 68254 | daughter's flight. |
| 68255 | SALERIO. That's certain; I, for my part, kne... |
| 68256 | the wings she flew withal. |
| 68257 | SOLANIO. And Shylock, for his own part, knew... |
| 68258 | and then it is the complexion of them all ... |
| 68259 | SHYLOCK. She is damn'd for it. |
| 68260 | SALERIO. That's certain, if the devil may be... |
| 68261 | SHYLOCK. My own flesh and blood to rebel! |
| 68262 | SOLANIO. Out upon it, old carrion! Rebels it... |
| 68263 | SHYLOCK. I say my daughter is my flesh and m... |
| 68264 | SALERIO. There is more difference between th... |
| 68265 | between jet and ivory; more between your b... |
| 68266 | between red wine and Rhenish. But tell us,... |
| 68267 | Antonio have had any loss at sea or no? |
| 68268 | SHYLOCK. There I have another bad match: a b... |
| 68269 | who dare scarce show his head on the Rialt... |
| 68270 | us'd to come so smug upon the mart. Let hi... |
| 68271 | was wont to call me usurer; let him look t... |
| 68272 | to lend money for a Christian courtesy; le... |
| 68273 | SALERIO. Why, I am sure, if he forfeit, thou... |
| 68274 | flesh. What's that good for? |
| 68275 | SHYLOCK. To bait fish withal. If it will fee... |
| 68276 | feed my revenge. He hath disgrac'd me and ... |
| 68277 | million; laugh'd at my losses, mock'd at m... |
| 68278 | nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my fr... |
| 68279 | enemies. And what's his reason? I am a Jew... |
| 68280 | Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, ... |
| 68281 | passions, fed with the same food, hurt wit... |
| 68282 | subject to the same diseases, healed by th... |
| 68283 | and cooled by the same winter and summer, ... |
| 68284 | you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tick... |
| 68285 | If you poison us, do we not die? And if yo... |
| 68286 | not revenge? If we are like you in the res... |
| 68287 | in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what ... |
| 68288 | Revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what ... |
| 68289 | be by Christian example? Why, revenge. The... |
| 68290 | I will execute; and itshall go hard but I ... |
| 68291 | instruction. |
| 68292 | Enter a MAN from ANTONIO |
| 68293 | MAN. Gentlemen, my master Antonio is at his ... |
| 68294 | speak with you both. |
| 68295 | SALERIO. We have been up and down to seek him. |
| 68296 | Enter TUBAL |
| 68297 | SOLANIO. Here comes another of the tribe; a ... |
| 68298 | match'd, unless the devil himself turn Jew. |
| 68299 | Exeunt SOLANIO... |
| 68300 | SHYLOCK. How now, Tubal, what news from Geno... |
| 68301 | daughter? |
| 68302 | TUBAL. I often came where I did hear of her,... |
| 68303 | SHYLOCK. Why there, there, there, there! A d... |
| 68304 | two thousand ducats in Frankfort! The curs... |
| 68305 | nation till now; I never felt it till now.... |
| 68306 | that, and other precious, precious jewels.... |
| 68307 | were dead at my foot, and the jewels in he... |
| 68308 | hears'd at my foot, and the ducats in her ... |
| 68309 | them? Why, so- and I know not what's spent... |
| 68310 | thou- loss upon loss! The thief gone with ... |
| 68311 | find the thief; and no satisfaction, no re... |
| 68312 | stirring but what lights o' my shoulders; ... |
| 68313 | breathing; no tears but o' my shedding! |
| 68314 | TUBAL. Yes, other men have ill luck too: Ant... |
| 68315 | Genoa- |
| 68316 | SHYLOCK. What, what, what? Ill luck, ill luck? |
| 68317 | TUBAL. Hath an argosy cast away coming from ... |
| 68318 | SHYLOCK. I thank God, I thank God. Is it tru... |
| 68319 | TUBAL. I spoke with some of the sailors that... |
| 68320 | SHYLOCK. I thank thee, good Tubal. Good news... |
| 68321 | heard in Genoa. |
| 68322 | TUBAL. Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I he... |
| 68323 | fourscore ducats. |
| 68324 | SHYLOCK. Thou stick'st a dagger in me- I sha... |
| 68325 | again. Fourscore ducats at a sitting! Four... |
| 68326 | TUBAL. There came divers of Antonio's credit... |
| 68327 | Venice that swear he cannot choose but break. |
| 68328 | SHYLOCK. I am very glad of it; I'll plague h... |
| 68329 | am glad of it. |
| 68330 | TUBAL. One of them showed me a ring that he ... |
| 68331 | for a monkey. |
| 68332 | SHYLOCK. Out upon her! Thou torturest me, Tu... |
| 68333 | turquoise; I had it of Leah when I was a b... |
| 68334 | have given it for a wilderness of monkeys. |
| 68335 | TUBAL. But Antonio is certainly undone. |
| 68336 | SHYLOCK. Nay, that's true; that's very true.... |
| 68337 | officer; bespeak him a fortnight before. I... |
| 68338 | him, if he forfeit; for, were he out of Ve... |
| 68339 | merchandise I will. Go, Tubal, and meet me... |
| 68340 | good Tubal; at our synagogue, Tubal. ... |
| 68341 | SCENE II. |
| 68342 | Belmont. PORTIA'S house |
| 68343 | Enter BASSANIO, PORTIA, GRATIANO, NERISSA, and... |
| 68344 | PORTIA. I pray you tarry; pause a day or two |
| 68345 | Before you hazard; for, in choosing wrong, |
| 68346 | I lose your company; therefore forbear a w... |
| 68347 | There's something tells me- but it is not ... |
| 68348 | I would not lose you; and you know yourself |
| 68349 | Hate counsels not in such a quality. |
| 68350 | But lest you should not understand me well- |
| 68351 | And yet a maiden hath no tongue but thought- |
| 68352 | I would detain you here some month or two |
| 68353 | Before you venture for me. I could teach you |
| 68354 | How to choose right, but then I am forsworn; |
| 68355 | So will I never be; so may you miss me; |
| 68356 | But if you do, you'll make me wish a sin, |
| 68357 | That I had been forsworn. Beshrew your eyes! |
| 68358 | They have o'erlook'd me and divided me; |
| 68359 | One half of me is yours, the other half yo... |
| 68360 | Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then y... |
| 68361 | And so all yours. O! these naughty times |
| 68362 | Puts bars between the owners and their rig... |
| 68363 | And so, though yours, not yours. Prove it so, |
| 68364 | Let fortune go to hell for it, not I. |
| 68365 | I speak too long, but 'tis to peize the time, |
| 68366 | To eke it, and to draw it out in length, |
| 68367 | To stay you from election. |
| 68368 | BASSANIO. Let me choose; |
| 68369 | For as I am, I live upon the rack. |
| 68370 | PORTIA. Upon the rack, Bassanio? Then confess |
| 68371 | What treason there is mingled with your love. |
| 68372 | BASSANIO. None but that ugly treason of mist... |
| 68373 | Which makes me fear th' enjoying of my love; |
| 68374 | There may as well be amity and life |
| 68375 | 'Tween snow and fire as treason and my love. |
| 68376 | PORTIA. Ay, but I fear you speak upon the rack, |
| 68377 | Where men enforced do speak anything. |
| 68378 | BASSANIO. Promise me life, and I'll confess ... |
| 68379 | PORTIA. Well then, confess and live. |
| 68380 | BASSANIO. 'Confess' and 'love' |
| 68381 | Had been the very sum of my confession. |
| 68382 | O happy torment, when my torturer |
| 68383 | Doth teach me answers for deliverance! |
| 68384 | But let me to my fortune and the caskets. |
| 68385 | PORTIA. Away, then; I am lock'd in one of them. |
| 68386 | If you do love me, you will find me out. |
| 68387 | Nerissa and the rest, stand all aloof; |
| 68388 | Let music sound while he doth make his cho... |
| 68389 | Then, if he lose, he makes a swan-like end, |
| 68390 | Fading in music. That the comparison |
| 68391 | May stand more proper, my eye shall be the... |
| 68392 | And wat'ry death-bed for him. He may win; |
| 68393 | And what is music then? Then music is |
| 68394 | Even as the flourish when true subjects bow |
| 68395 | To a new-crowned monarch; such it is |
| 68396 | As are those dulcet sounds in break of day |
| 68397 | That creep into the dreaming bridegroom's ear |
| 68398 | And summon him to marriage. Now he goes, |
| 68399 | With no less presence, but with much more ... |
| 68400 | Than young Alcides when he did redeem |
| 68401 | The virgin tribute paid by howling Troy |
| 68402 | To the sea-monster. I stand for sacrifice; |
| 68403 | The rest aloof are the Dardanian wives, |
| 68404 | With bleared visages come forth to view |
| 68405 | The issue of th' exploit. Go, Hercules! |
| 68406 | Live thou, I live. With much much more dismay |
| 68407 | I view the fight than thou that mak'st the... |
| 68408 | A SONG |
| 68409 | the whilst BASSANIO comments on the cask... |
| 68410 | Tell me where is fancy bred, |
| 68411 | Or in the heart or in the head, |
| 68412 | How begot, how nourished? |
| 68413 | Reply, reply. |
| 68414 | It is engend'red in the eyes, |
| 68415 | With gazing fed; and fancy dies |
| 68416 | In the cradle where it lies. |
| 68417 | Let us all ring fancy's knell: |
| 68418 | I'll begin it- Ding, dong, ... |
| 68419 | ALL. Ding, dong, bell. |
| 68420 | BASSANIO. So may the outward shows be least ... |
| 68421 | The world is still deceiv'd with ornament. |
| 68422 | In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt |
| 68423 | But, being season'd with a gracious voice, |
| 68424 | Obscures the show of evil? In religion, |
| 68425 | What damned error but some sober brow |
| 68426 | Will bless it, and approve it with a text, |
| 68427 | Hiding the grossness with fair ornament? |
| 68428 | There is no vice so simple but assumes |
| 68429 | Some mark of virtue on his outward parts. |
| 68430 | How many cowards, whose hearts are all as ... |
| 68431 | As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins |
| 68432 | The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars; |
| 68433 | Who, inward search'd, have livers white as... |
| 68434 | And these assume but valour's excrement |
| 68435 | To render them redoubted. Look on beauty |
| 68436 | And you shall see 'tis purchas'd by the we... |
| 68437 | Which therein works a miracle in nature, |
| 68438 | Making them lightest that wear most of it; |
| 68439 | So are those crisped snaky golden locks |
| 68440 | Which make such wanton gambols with the wind |
| 68441 | Upon supposed fairness often known |
| 68442 | To be the dowry of a second head- |
| 68443 | The skull that bred them in the sepulchre. |
| 68444 | Thus ornament is but the guiled shore |
| 68445 | To a most dangerous sea; the beauteous scarf |
| 68446 | Veiling an Indian beauty; in a word, |
| 68447 | The seeming truth which cunning times put on |
| 68448 | To entrap the wisest. Therefore, thou gaud... |
| 68449 | Hard food for Midas, I will none of thee; |
| 68450 | Nor none of thee, thou pale and common drudge |
| 68451 | 'Tween man and man; but thou, thou meagre ... |
| 68452 | Which rather threaten'st than dost promise... |
| 68453 | Thy plainness moves me more than eloquence, |
| 68454 | And here choose I. Joy be the consequence! |
| 68455 | PORTIA. [Aside] How all the other passions... |
| 68456 | As doubtful thoughts, and rash-embrac'd de... |
| 68457 | And shudd'ring fear, and green-ey'd jealousy! |
| 68458 | O love, be moderate, allay thy ecstasy, |
| 68459 | In measure rain thy joy, scant this excess! |
| 68460 | I feel too much thy blessing. Make it less, |
| 68461 | For fear I surfeit. |
| 68462 | BASSANIO. [Opening the leaden casket] What... |
| 68463 | Fair Portia's counterfeit! What demi-god |
| 68464 | Hath come so near creation? Move these eyes? |
| 68465 | Or whether riding on the balls of mine |
| 68466 | Seem they in motion? Here are sever'd lips, |
| 68467 | Parted with sugar breath; so sweet a bar |
| 68468 | Should sunder such sweet friends. Here in ... |
| 68469 | The painter plays the spider, and hath woven |
| 68470 | A golden mesh t' entrap the hearts of men |
| 68471 | Faster than gnats in cobwebs. But her eyes- |
| 68472 | How could he see to do them? Having made one, |
| 68473 | Methinks it should have power to steal bot... |
| 68474 | And leave itself unfurnish'd. Yet look how... |
| 68475 | The substance of my praise doth wrong this... |
| 68476 | In underprizing it, so far this shadow |
| 68477 | Doth limp behind the substance. Here's the... |
| 68478 | The continent and summary of my fortune. |
| 68479 | 'You that choose not by the view, |
| 68480 | Chance as fair and choose as true! |
| 68481 | Since this fortune falls to you, |
| 68482 | Be content and seek no new. |
| 68483 | If you be well pleas'd with this, |
| 68484 | And hold your fortune for your bliss, |
| 68485 | Turn to where your lady is |
| 68486 | And claim her with a loving kiss.' |
| 68487 | A gentle scroll. Fair lady, by your leave; |
| 68488 | I come by note, to give and to receive. |
| 68489 | Like one of two contending in a prize, |
| 68490 | That thinks he hath done well in people's ... |
| 68491 | Hearing applause and universal shout, |
| 68492 | Giddy in spirit, still gazing in a doubt |
| 68493 | Whether those peals of praise be his or no; |
| 68494 | So, thrice-fair lady, stand I even so, |
| 68495 | As doubtful whether what I see be true, |
| 68496 | Until confirm'd, sign'd, ratified by you. |
| 68497 | PORTIA. You see me, Lord Bassanio, where I s... |
| 68498 | Such as I am. Though for myself alone |
| 68499 | I would not be ambitious in my wish |
| 68500 | To wish myself much better, yet for you |
| 68501 | I would be trebled twenty times myself, |
| 68502 | A thousand times more fair, ten thousand t... |
| 68503 | That only to stand high in your account |
| 68504 | I might in virtues, beauties, livings, fri... |
| 68505 | Exceed account. But the full sum of me |
| 68506 | Is sum of something which, to term in gross, |
| 68507 | Is an unlesson'd girl, unschool'd, unpract... |
| 68508 | Happy in this, she is not yet so old |
| 68509 | But she may learn; happier than this, |
| 68510 | She is not bred so dull but she can learn; |
| 68511 | Happiest of all is that her gentle spirit |
| 68512 | Commits itself to yours to be directed, |
| 68513 | As from her lord, her governor, her king. |
| 68514 | Myself and what is mine to you and yours |
| 68515 | Is now converted. But now I was the lord |
| 68516 | Of this fair mansion, master of my servants, |
| 68517 | Queen o'er myself; and even now, but now, |
| 68518 | This house, these servants, and this same ... |
| 68519 | Are yours- my lord's. I give them with thi... |
| 68520 | Which when you part from, lose, or give away, |
| 68521 | Let it presage the ruin of your love, |
| 68522 | And be my vantage to exclaim on you. |
| 68523 | BASSANIO. Madam, you have bereft me of all w... |
| 68524 | Only my blood speaks to you in my veins; |
| 68525 | And there is such confusion in my powers |
| 68526 | As, after some oration fairly spoke |
| 68527 | By a beloved prince, there doth appear |
| 68528 | Among the buzzing pleased multitude, |
| 68529 | Where every something, being blent together, |
| 68530 | Turns to a wild of nothing, save of joy |
| 68531 | Express'd and not express'd. But when this... |
| 68532 | Parts from this finger, then parts life fr... |
| 68533 | O, then be bold to say Bassanio's dead! |
| 68534 | NERISSA. My lord and lady, it is now our time |
| 68535 | That have stood by and seen our wishes pro... |
| 68536 | To cry 'Good joy.' Good joy, my lord and l... |
| 68537 | GRATIANO. My Lord Bassanio, and my gentle lady, |
| 68538 | I wish you all the joy that you can wish, |
| 68539 | For I am sure you can wish none from me; |
| 68540 | And, when your honours mean to solemnize |
| 68541 | The bargain of your faith, I do beseech you |
| 68542 | Even at that time I may be married too. |
| 68543 | BASSANIO. With all my heart, so thou canst g... |
| 68544 | GRATIANO. I thank your lordship, you have go... |
| 68545 | My eyes, my lord, can look as swift as yours: |
| 68546 | You saw the mistress, I beheld the maid; |
| 68547 | You lov'd, I lov'd; for intermission |
| 68548 | No more pertains to me, my lord, than you. |
| 68549 | Your fortune stood upon the caskets there, |
| 68550 | And so did mine too, as the matter falls; |
| 68551 | For wooing here until I sweat again, |
| 68552 | And swearing till my very roof was dry |
| 68553 | With oaths of love, at last- if promise last- |
| 68554 | I got a promise of this fair one here |
| 68555 | To have her love, provided that your fortu... |
| 68556 | Achiev'd her mistress. |
| 68557 | PORTIA. Is this true, Nerissa? |
| 68558 | NERISSA. Madam, it is, so you stand pleas'd ... |
| 68559 | BASSANIO. And do you, Gratiano, mean good fa... |
| 68560 | GRATIANO. Yes, faith, my lord. |
| 68561 | BASSANIO. Our feast shall be much honoured i... |
| 68562 | GRATIANO. We'll play with them: the first bo... |
| 68563 | ducats. |
| 68564 | NERISSA. What, and stake down? |
| 68565 | GRATIANO. No; we shall ne'er win at that spo... |
| 68566 | But who comes here? Lorenzo and his infidel? |
| 68567 | What, and my old Venetian friend, Salerio! |
| 68568 | Enter LORENZO, JESSICA, and SALERIO,... |
| 68569 | from Venice |
| 68570 | BASSANIO. Lorenzo and Salerio, welcome hither, |
| 68571 | If that the youth of my new int'rest here |
| 68572 | Have power to bid you welcome. By your leave, |
| 68573 | I bid my very friends and countrymen, |
| 68574 | Sweet Portia, welcome. |
| 68575 | PORTIA. So do I, my lord; |
| 68576 | They are entirely welcome. |
| 68577 | LORENZO. I thank your honour. For my part, m... |
| 68578 | My purpose was not to have seen you here; |
| 68579 | But meeting with Salerio by the way, |
| 68580 | He did entreat me, past all saying nay, |
| 68581 | To come with him along. |
| 68582 | SALERIO. I did, my lord, |
| 68583 | And I have reason for it. Signior Antonio |
| 68584 | Commends him to you. [Gives ... |
| 68585 | BASSANIO. Ere I ope his letter, |
| 68586 | I pray you tell me how my good friend doth. |
| 68587 | SALERIO. Not sick, my lord, unless it be in ... |
| 68588 | Nor well, unless in mind; his letter there |
| 68589 | Will show you his estate. [BASSANIO... |
| 68590 | GRATIANO. Nerissa, cheer yond stranger; bid ... |
| 68591 | Your hand, Salerio. What's the news from V... |
| 68592 | How doth that royal merchant, good Antonio? |
| 68593 | I know he will be glad of our success: |
| 68594 | We are the Jasons, we have won the fleece. |
| 68595 | SALERIO. I would you had won the fleece that... |
| 68596 | PORTIA. There are some shrewd contents in yo... |
| 68597 | That steals the colour from Bassanio's cheek: |
| 68598 | Some dear friend dead, else nothing in the... |
| 68599 | Could turn so much the constitution |
| 68600 | Of any constant man. What, worse and worse! |
| 68601 | With leave, Bassanio: I am half yourself, |
| 68602 | And I must freely have the half of anything |
| 68603 | That this same paper brings you. |
| 68604 | BASSANIO. O sweet Portia, |
| 68605 | Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words |
| 68606 | That ever blotted paper! Gentle lady, |
| 68607 | When I did first impart my love to you, |
| 68608 | I freely told you all the wealth I had |
| 68609 | Ran in my veins- I was a gentleman; |
| 68610 | And then I told you true. And yet, dear lady, |
| 68611 | Rating myself at nothing, you shall see |
| 68612 | How much I was a braggart. When I told you |
| 68613 | My state was nothing, I should then have t... |
| 68614 | That I was worse than nothing; for indeed |
| 68615 | I have engag'd myself to a dear friend, |
| 68616 | Engag'd my friend to his mere enemy, |
| 68617 | To feed my means. Here is a letter, lady, |
| 68618 | The paper as the body of my friend, |
| 68619 | And every word in it a gaping wound |
| 68620 | Issuing life-blood. But is it true, Salerio? |
| 68621 | Hath all his ventures fail'd? What, not on... |
| 68622 | From Tripolis, from Mexico, and England, |
| 68623 | From Lisbon, Barbary, and India, |
| 68624 | And not one vessel scape the dreadful touch |
| 68625 | Of merchant-marring rocks? |
| 68626 | SALERIO. Not one, my lord. |
| 68627 | Besides, it should appear that, if he had |
| 68628 | The present money to discharge the Jew, |
| 68629 | He would not take it. Never did I know |
| 68630 | A creature that did bear the shape of man |
| 68631 | So keen and greedy to confound a man. |
| 68632 | He plies the Duke at morning and at night, |
| 68633 | And doth impeach the freedom of the state, |
| 68634 | If they deny him justice. Twenty merchants, |
| 68635 | The Duke himself, and the magnificoes |
| 68636 | Of greatest port, have all persuaded with ... |
| 68637 | But none can drive him from the envious plea |
| 68638 | Of forfeiture, of justice, and his bond. |
| 68639 | JESSICA. When I was with him, I have heard h... |
| 68640 | To Tubal and to Chus, his countrymen, |
| 68641 | That he would rather have Antonio's flesh |
| 68642 | Than twenty times the value of the sum |
| 68643 | That he did owe him; and I know, my lord, |
| 68644 | If law, authority, and power, deny not, |
| 68645 | It will go hard with poor Antonio. |
| 68646 | PORTIA. Is it your dear friend that is thus ... |
| 68647 | BASSANIO. The dearest friend to me, the kind... |
| 68648 | The best condition'd and unwearied spirit |
| 68649 | In doing courtesies; and one in whom |
| 68650 | The ancient Roman honour more appears |
| 68651 | Than any that draws breath in Italy. |
| 68652 | PORTIA. What sum owes he the Jew? |
| 68653 | BASSANIO. For me, three thousand ducats. |
| 68654 | PORTIA. What! no more? |
| 68655 | Pay him six thousand, and deface the bond; |
| 68656 | Double six thousand, and then treble that, |
| 68657 | Before a friend of this description |
| 68658 | Shall lose a hair through Bassanio's fault. |
| 68659 | First go with me to church and call me wife, |
| 68660 | And then away to Venice to your friend; |
| 68661 | For never shall you lie by Portia's side |
| 68662 | With an unquiet soul. You shall have gold |
| 68663 | To pay the petty debt twenty times over. |
| 68664 | When it is paid, bring your true friend al... |
| 68665 | My maid Nerissa and myself meantime |
| 68666 | Will live as maids and widows. Come, away; |
| 68667 | For you shall hence upon your wedding day. |
| 68668 | Bid your friends welcome, show a merry cheer; |
| 68669 | Since you are dear bought, I will love you... |
| 68670 | But let me hear the letter of your friend. |
| 68671 | BASSANIO. [Reads] 'Sweet Bassanio, my ship... |
| 68672 | my creditors grow cruel, my estate is very... |
| 68673 | Jew is forfeit; and since, in paying it, i... |
| 68674 | should live, all debts are clear'd between... |
| 68675 | but see you at my death. Notwithstanding, ... |
| 68676 | your love do not persuade you to come, let... |
| 68677 | PORTIA. O love, dispatch all business and be... |
| 68678 | BASSANIO. Since I have your good leave to go... |
| 68679 | I will make haste; but, till I come again, |
| 68680 | No bed shall e'er be guilty of my stay, |
| 68681 | Nor rest be interposer 'twixt us twain. ... |
| 68682 | SCENE III. |
| 68683 | Venice. A street |
| 68684 | Enter SHYLOCK, SOLANIO, ANTONIO, and GAOLER |
| 68685 | SHYLOCK. Gaoler, look to him. Tell not me of... |
| 68686 | This is the fool that lent out money gratis. |
| 68687 | Gaoler, look to him. |
| 68688 | ANTONIO. Hear me yet, good Shylock. |
| 68689 | SHYLOCK. I'll have my bond; speak not agains... |
| 68690 | I have sworn an oath that I will have my b... |
| 68691 | Thou call'dst me dog before thou hadst a c... |
| 68692 | But, since I am a dog, beware my fangs; |
| 68693 | The Duke shall grant me justice. I do wonder, |
| 68694 | Thou naughty gaoler, that thou art so fond |
| 68695 | To come abroad with him at his request. |
| 68696 | ANTONIO. I pray thee hear me speak. |
| 68697 | SHYLOCK. I'll have my bond. I will not hear ... |
| 68698 | I'll have my bond; and therefore speak no ... |
| 68699 | I'll not be made a soft and dull-ey'd fool, |
| 68700 | To shake the head, relent, and sigh, and y... |
| 68701 | To Christian intercessors. Follow not; |
| 68702 | I'll have no speaking; I will have my bond... |
| 68703 | SOLANIO. It is the most impenetrable cur |
| 68704 | That ever kept with men. |
| 68705 | ANTONIO. Let him alone; |
| 68706 | I'll follow him no more with bootless pray... |
| 68707 | He seeks my life; his reason well I know: |
| 68708 | I oft deliver'd from his forfeitures |
| 68709 | Many that have at times made moan to me; |
| 68710 | Therefore he hates me. |
| 68711 | SOLANIO. I am sure the Duke |
| 68712 | Will never grant this forfeiture to hold. |
| 68713 | ANTONIO. The Duke cannot deny the course of ... |
| 68714 | For the commodity that strangers have |
| 68715 | With us in Venice, if it be denied, |
| 68716 | Will much impeach the justice of the state, |
| 68717 | Since that the trade and profit of the city |
| 68718 | Consisteth of all nations. Therefore, go; |
| 68719 | These griefs and losses have so bated me |
| 68720 | That I shall hardly spare a pound of flesh |
| 68721 | To-morrow to my bloody creditor. |
| 68722 | Well, gaoler, on; pray God Bassanio come |
| 68723 | To see me pay his debt, and then I care no... |
| 68724 | SCENE IV. |
| 68725 | Belmont. PORTIA'S house |
| 68726 | Enter PORTIA, NERISSA, LORENZO, JESSICA, and B... |
| 68727 | LORENZO. Madam, although I speak it in your ... |
| 68728 | You have a noble and a true conceit |
| 68729 | Of godlike amity, which appears most strongly |
| 68730 | In bearing thus the absence of your lord. |
| 68731 | But if you knew to whom you show this honour, |
| 68732 | How true a gentleman you send relief, |
| 68733 | How dear a lover of my lord your husband, |
| 68734 | I know you would be prouder of the work |
| 68735 | Than customary bounty can enforce you. |
| 68736 | PORTIA. I never did repent for doing good, |
| 68737 | Nor shall not now; for in companions |
| 68738 | That do converse and waste the time together, |
| 68739 | Whose souls do bear an equal yoke of love, |
| 68740 | There must be needs a like proportion |
| 68741 | Of lineaments, of manners, and of spirit, |
| 68742 | Which makes me think that this Antonio, |
| 68743 | Being the bosom lover of my lord, |
| 68744 | Must needs be like my lord. If it be so, |
| 68745 | How little is the cost I have bestowed |
| 68746 | In purchasing the semblance of my soul |
| 68747 | From out the state of hellish cruelty! |
| 68748 | This comes too near the praising of myself; |
| 68749 | Therefore, no more of it; hear other things. |
| 68750 | Lorenzo, I commit into your hands |
| 68751 | The husbandry and manage of my house |
| 68752 | Until my lord's return; for mine own part, |
| 68753 | I have toward heaven breath'd a secret vow |
| 68754 | To live in prayer and contemplation, |
| 68755 | Only attended by Nerissa here, |
| 68756 | Until her husband and my lord's return. |
| 68757 | There is a monastery two miles off, |
| 68758 | And there we will abide. I do desire you |
| 68759 | Not to deny this imposition, |
| 68760 | The which my love and some necessity |
| 68761 | Now lays upon you. |
| 68762 | LORENZO. Madam, with all my heart |
| 68763 | I shall obey you in an fair commands. |
| 68764 | PORTIA. My people do already know my mind, |
| 68765 | And will acknowledge you and Jessica |
| 68766 | In place of Lord Bassanio and myself. |
| 68767 | So fare you well till we shall meet again. |
| 68768 | LORENZO. Fair thoughts and happy hours atten... |
| 68769 | JESSICA. I wish your ladyship all heart's co... |
| 68770 | PORTIA. I thank you for your wish, and am we... |
| 68771 | To wish it back on you. Fare you well, Jes... |
| 68772 | Exeunt J... |
| 68773 | Now, Balthasar, |
| 68774 | As I have ever found thee honest-true, |
| 68775 | So let me find thee still. Take this same ... |
| 68776 | And use thou all th' endeavour of a man |
| 68777 | In speed to Padua; see thou render this |
| 68778 | Into my cousin's hands, Doctor Bellario; |
| 68779 | And look what notes and garments he doth g... |
| 68780 | Bring them, I pray thee, with imagin'd speed |
| 68781 | Unto the traject, to the common ferry |
| 68782 | Which trades to Venice. Waste no time in w... |
| 68783 | But get thee gone; I shall be there before... |
| 68784 | BALTHASAR. Madam, I go with all convenient s... |
| 68785 | PORTIA. Come on, Nerissa, I have work in hand |
| 68786 | That you yet know not of; we'll see our hu... |
| 68787 | Before they think of us. |
| 68788 | NERISSA. Shall they see us? |
| 68789 | PORTIA. They shall, Nerissa; but in such a h... |
| 68790 | That they shall think we are accomplished |
| 68791 | With that we lack. I'll hold thee any wager, |
| 68792 | When we are both accoutred like young men, |
| 68793 | I'll prove the prettier fellow of the two, |
| 68794 | And wear my dagger with the braver grace, |
| 68795 | And speak between the change of man and boy |
| 68796 | With a reed voice; and turn two mincing steps |
| 68797 | Into a manly stride; and speak of frays |
| 68798 | Like a fine bragging youth; and tell quain... |
| 68799 | How honourable ladies sought my love, |
| 68800 | Which I denying, they fell sick and died- |
| 68801 | I could not do withal. Then I'll repent, |
| 68802 | And wish for all that, that I had not kill... |
| 68803 | And twenty of these puny lies I'll tell, |
| 68804 | That men shall swear I have discontinued s... |
| 68805 | About a twelvemonth. I have within my mind |
| 68806 | A thousand raw tricks of these bragging Ja... |
| 68807 | Which I will practise. |
| 68808 | NERISSA. Why, shall we turn to men? |
| 68809 | PORTIA. Fie, what a question's that, |
| 68810 | If thou wert near a lewd interpreter! |
| 68811 | But come, I'll tell thee all my whole device |
| 68812 | When I am in my coach, which stays for us |
| 68813 | At the park gate; and therefore haste away, |
| 68814 | For we must measure twenty miles to-day. ... |
| 68815 | SCENE V. |
| 68816 | Belmont. The garden |
| 68817 | Enter LAUNCELOT and JESSICA |
| 68818 | LAUNCELOT. Yes, truly; for, look you, the si... |
| 68819 | be laid upon the children; therefore, I pr... |
| 68820 | I was always plain with you, and so now I ... |
| 68821 | the matter; therefore be o' good cheer, fo... |
| 68822 | damn'd. There is but one hope in it that c... |
| 68823 | that is but a kind of bastard hope, neither. |
| 68824 | JESSICA. And what hope is that, I pray thee? |
| 68825 | LAUNCELOT. Marry, you may partly hope that y... |
| 68826 | that you are not the Jew's daughter. |
| 68827 | JESSICA. That were a kind of bastard hope in... |
| 68828 | mother should be visited upon me. |
| 68829 | LAUNCELOT. Truly then I fear you are damn'd ... |
| 68830 | mother; thus when I shun Scylla, your fath... |
| 68831 | Charybdis, your mother; well, you are gone... |
| 68832 | JESSICA. I shall be sav'd by my husband; he ... |
| 68833 | Christian. |
| 68834 | LAUNCELOT. Truly, the more to blame he; we w... |
| 68835 | before, e'en as many as could well live on... |
| 68836 | making of Christians will raise the price ... |
| 68837 | to be pork-eaters, we shall not shortly ha... |
| 68838 | coals for money. |
| 68839 | Enter LORENZO |
| 68840 | JESSICA. I'll tell my husband, Launcelot, wh... |
| 68841 | comes. |
| 68842 | LORENZO. I shall grow jealous of you shortly... |
| 68843 | thus get my wife into corners. |
| 68844 | JESSICA. Nay, you need nor fear us, Lorenzo;... |
| 68845 | out; he tells me flatly there's no mercy f... |
| 68846 | because I am a Jew's daughter; and he says... |
| 68847 | of the commonwealth, for in converting Jew... |
| 68848 | raise the price of pork. |
| 68849 | LORENZO. I shall answer that better to the c... |
| 68850 | can the getting up of the negro's belly; t... |
| 68851 | by you, Launcelot. |
| 68852 | LAUNCELOT. It is much that the Moor should b... |
| 68853 | if she be less than an honest woman, she i... |
| 68854 | took her for. |
| 68855 | LORENZO. How every fool can play upon the wo... |
| 68856 | grace of wit will shortly turn into silenc... |
| 68857 | commendable in none only but parrots. Go i... |
| 68858 | prepare for dinner. |
| 68859 | LAUNCELOT. That is done, sir; they have all ... |
| 68860 | LORENZO. Goodly Lord, what a wit-snapper are... |
| 68861 | prepare dinner. |
| 68862 | LAUNCELOT. That is done too, sir, only 'cove... |
| 68863 | LORENZO. Will you cover, then, sir? |
| 68864 | LAUNCELOT. Not so, sir, neither; I know my d... |
| 68865 | LORENZO. Yet more quarrelling with occasion!... |
| 68866 | whole wealth of thy wit in an instant? I p... |
| 68867 | plain man in his plain meaning: go to thy ... |
| 68868 | the table, serve in the meat, and we will ... |
| 68869 | LAUNCELOT. For the table, sir, it shall be s... |
| 68870 | sir, it shall be cover'd; for your coming ... |
| 68871 | let it be as humours and conceits shall go... |
| 68872 | Exit |
| 68873 | LORENZO. O dear discretion, how his words ar... |
| 68874 | The fool hath planted in his memory |
| 68875 | An army of good words; and I do know |
| 68876 | A many fools that stand in better place, |
| 68877 | Garnish'd like him, that for a tricksy word |
| 68878 | Defy the matter. How cheer'st thou, Jessica? |
| 68879 | And now, good sweet, say thy opinion, |
| 68880 | How dost thou like the Lord Bassanio's wife? |
| 68881 | JESSICA. Past all expressing. It is very meet |
| 68882 | The Lord Bassanio live an upright life, |
| 68883 | For, having such a blessing in his lady, |
| 68884 | He finds the joys of heaven here on earth; |
| 68885 | And if on earth he do not merit it, |
| 68886 | In reason he should never come to heaven. |
| 68887 | Why, if two gods should play some heavenly... |
| 68888 | And on the wager lay two earthly women, |
| 68889 | And Portia one, there must be something else |
| 68890 | Pawn'd with the other; for the poor rude w... |
| 68891 | Hath not her fellow. |
| 68892 | LORENZO. Even such a husband |
| 68893 | Hast thou of me as she is for a wife. |
| 68894 | JESSICA. Nay, but ask my opinion too of that. |
| 68895 | LORENZO. I will anon; first let us go to din... |
| 68896 | JESSICA. Nay, let me praise you while I have... |
| 68897 | LORENZO. No, pray thee, let it serve for tab... |
| 68898 | Then howsome'er thou speak'st, 'mong other... |
| 68899 | I shall digest it. |
| 68900 | JESSICA. Well, I'll set you forth. ... |
| 68901 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 68902 | Venice. The court of justice |
| 68903 | Enter the DUKE, the MAGNIFICOES, ANTONIO, BASS... |
| 68904 | and OTHERS |
| 68905 | DUKE OF VENICE. What, is Antonio here? |
| 68906 | ANTONIO. Ready, so please your Grace. |
| 68907 | DUKE OF VENICE. I am sorry for thee; thou ar... |
| 68908 | A stony adversary, an inhuman wretch, |
| 68909 | Uncapable of pity, void and empty |
| 68910 | From any dram of mercy. |
| 68911 | ANTONIO. I have heard |
| 68912 | Your Grace hath ta'en great pains to qualify |
| 68913 | His rigorous course; but since he stands o... |
| 68914 | And that no lawful means can carry me |
| 68915 | Out of his envy's reach, I do oppose |
| 68916 | My patience to his fury, and am arm'd |
| 68917 | To suffer with a quietness of spirit |
| 68918 | The very tyranny and rage of his. |
| 68919 | DUKE OF VENICE. Go one, and call the Jew int... |
| 68920 | SALERIO. He is ready at the door; he comes, ... |
| 68921 | Enter SHYLOCK |
| 68922 | DUKE OF VENICE. Make room, and let him stand... |
| 68923 | Shylock, the world thinks, and I think so ... |
| 68924 | That thou but leadest this fashion of thy ... |
| 68925 | To the last hour of act; and then, 'tis th... |
| 68926 | Thou'lt show thy mercy and remorse, more s... |
| 68927 | Than is thy strange apparent cruelty; |
| 68928 | And where thou now exacts the penalty, |
| 68929 | Which is a pound of this poor merchant's f... |
| 68930 | Thou wilt not only loose the forfeiture, |
| 68931 | But, touch'd with human gentleness and love, |
| 68932 | Forgive a moiety of the principal, |
| 68933 | Glancing an eye of pity on his losses, |
| 68934 | That have of late so huddled on his back- |
| 68935 | Enow to press a royal merchant down, |
| 68936 | And pluck commiseration of his state |
| 68937 | From brassy bosoms and rough hearts of flint, |
| 68938 | From stubborn Turks and Tartars, never tra... |
| 68939 | To offices of tender courtesy. |
| 68940 | We all expect a gentle answer, Jew. |
| 68941 | SHYLOCK. I have possess'd your Grace of what... |
| 68942 | And by our holy Sabbath have I sworn |
| 68943 | To have the due and forfeit of my bond. |
| 68944 | If you deny it, let the danger light |
| 68945 | Upon your charter and your city's freedom. |
| 68946 | You'll ask me why I rather choose to have |
| 68947 | A weight of carrion flesh than to receive |
| 68948 | Three thousand ducats. I'll not answer that, |
| 68949 | But say it is my humour- is it answer'd? |
| 68950 | What if my house be troubled with a rat, |
| 68951 | And I be pleas'd to give ten thousand ducats |
| 68952 | To have it ban'd? What, are you answer'd yet? |
| 68953 | Some men there are love not a gaping pig; |
| 68954 | Some that are mad if they behold a cat; |
| 68955 | And others, when the bagpipe sings i' th' ... |
| 68956 | Cannot contain their urine; for affection, |
| 68957 | Mistress of passion, sways it to the mood |
| 68958 | Of what it likes or loathes. Now, for your... |
| 68959 | As there is no firm reason to be rend'red |
| 68960 | Why he cannot abide a gaping pig; |
| 68961 | Why he, a harmless necessary cat; |
| 68962 | Why he, a woollen bagpipe, but of force |
| 68963 | Must yield to such inevitable shame |
| 68964 | As to offend, himself being offended; |
| 68965 | So can I give no reason, nor I will not, |
| 68966 | More than a lodg'd hate and a certain loat... |
| 68967 | I bear Antonio, that I follow thus |
| 68968 | A losing suit against him. Are you answered? |
| 68969 | BASSANIO. This is no answer, thou unfeeling ... |
| 68970 | To excuse the current of thy cruelty. |
| 68971 | SHYLOCK. I am not bound to please thee with ... |
| 68972 | BASSANIO. Do all men kill the things they do... |
| 68973 | SHYLOCK. Hates any man the thing he would no... |
| 68974 | BASSANIO. Every offence is not a hate at first. |
| 68975 | SHYLOCK. What, wouldst thou have a serpent s... |
| 68976 | ANTONIO. I pray you, think you question with... |
| 68977 | You may as well go stand upon the beach |
| 68978 | And bid the main flood bate his usual heig... |
| 68979 | You may as well use question with the wolf, |
| 68980 | Why he hath made the ewe bleat for the lamb; |
| 68981 | You may as well forbid the mountain pines |
| 68982 | To wag their high tops and to make no noise |
| 68983 | When they are fretten with the gusts of he... |
| 68984 | You may as well do anything most hard |
| 68985 | As seek to soften that- than which what's ... |
| 68986 | His jewish heart. Therefore, I do beseech ... |
| 68987 | Make no moe offers, use no farther means, |
| 68988 | But with all brief and plain conveniency |
| 68989 | Let me have judgment, and the Jew his will. |
| 68990 | BASSANIO. For thy three thousand ducats here... |
| 68991 | SHYLOCK. If every ducat in six thousand ducats |
| 68992 | Were in six parts, and every part a ducat, |
| 68993 | I would not draw them; I would have my bond. |
| 68994 | DUKE OF VENICE. How shalt thou hope for merc... |
| 68995 | SHYLOCK. What judgment shall I dread, doing ... |
| 68996 | You have among you many a purchas'd slave, |
| 68997 | Which, fike your asses and your dogs and m... |
| 68998 | You use in abject and in slavish parts, |
| 68999 | Because you bought them; shall I say to you |
| 69000 | 'Let them be free, marry them to your heirs- |
| 69001 | Why sweat they under burdens?- let their beds |
| 69002 | Be made as soft as yours, and let their pa... |
| 69003 | Be season'd with such viands'? You will an... |
| 69004 | 'The slaves are ours.' So do I answer you: |
| 69005 | The pound of flesh which I demand of him |
| 69006 | Is dearly bought, 'tis mine, and I will ha... |
| 69007 | If you deny me, fie upon your law! |
| 69008 | There is no force in the decrees of Venice. |
| 69009 | I stand for judgment; answer; shall I have... |
| 69010 | DUKE OF VENICE. Upon my power I may dismiss ... |
| 69011 | Unless Bellario, a learned doctor, |
| 69012 | Whom I have sent for to determine this, |
| 69013 | Come here to-day. |
| 69014 | SALERIO. My lord, here stays without |
| 69015 | A messenger with letters from the doctor, |
| 69016 | New come from Padua. |
| 69017 | DUKE OF VENICE. Bring us the letters; call t... |
| 69018 | BASSANIO. Good cheer, Antonio! What, man, co... |
| 69019 | The Jew shall have my flesh, blood, bones,... |
| 69020 | Ere thou shalt lose for me one drop of blood. |
| 69021 | ANTONIO. I am a tainted wether of the flock, |
| 69022 | Meetest for death; the weakest kind of fruit |
| 69023 | Drops earliest to the ground, and so let me. |
| 69024 | You cannot better be employ'd, Bassanio, |
| 69025 | Than to live still, and write mine epitaph. |
| 69026 | Enter NERISSA dressed like a lawyer... |
| 69027 | DUKE OF VENICE. Came you from Padua, from Be... |
| 69028 | NERISSA. From both, my lord. Bellario greets... |
| 69029 | [... |
| 69030 | BASSANIO. Why dost thou whet thy knife so ea... |
| 69031 | SHYLOCK. To cut the forfeiture from that ban... |
| 69032 | GRATIANO. Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, ... |
| 69033 | Thou mak'st thy knife keen; but no metal can, |
| 69034 | No, not the hangman's axe, bear half the k... |
| 69035 | Of thy sharp envy. Can no prayers pierce t... |
| 69036 | SHYLOCK. No, none that thou hast wit enough ... |
| 69037 | GRATIANO. O, be thou damn'd, inexecrable dog! |
| 69038 | And for thy life let justice be accus'd. |
| 69039 | Thou almost mak'st me waver in my faith, |
| 69040 | To hold opinion with Pythagoras |
| 69041 | That souls of animals infuse themselves |
| 69042 | Into the trunks of men. Thy currish spirit |
| 69043 | Govern'd a wolf who, hang'd for human slau... |
| 69044 | Even from the gallows did his fell soul fl... |
| 69045 | And, whilst thou layest in thy unhallowed ... |
| 69046 | Infus'd itself in thee; for thy desires |
| 69047 | Are wolfish, bloody, starv'd and ravenous. |
| 69048 | SHYLOCK. Till thou canst rail the seal from ... |
| 69049 | Thou but offend'st thy lungs to speak so l... |
| 69050 | Repair thy wit, good youth, or it will fall |
| 69051 | To cureless ruin. I stand here for law. |
| 69052 | DUKE OF VENICE. This letter from Bellario do... |
| 69053 | A young and learned doctor to our court. |
| 69054 | Where is he? |
| 69055 | NERISSA. He attendeth here hard by |
| 69056 | To know your answer, whether you'll admit ... |
| 69057 | DUKE OF VENICE. With all my heart. Some thre... |
| 69058 | Go give him courteous conduct to this place. |
| 69059 | Meantime, the court shall hear Bellario's ... |
| 69060 | CLERK. [Reads] 'Your Grace shall understan... |
| 69061 | of your letter I am very sick; but in the ... |
| 69062 | messenger came, in loving visitation was w... |
| 69063 | of Rome- his name is Balthazar. I acquaint... |
| 69064 | in controversy between the Jew and Antonio... |
| 69065 | turn'd o'er many books together; he is fur... |
| 69066 | which, bettered with his own learning-the ... |
| 69067 | cannot enough commend- comes with him at m... |
| 69068 | up your Grace's request in my stead. I bes... |
| 69069 | of years be no impediment to let him lack ... |
| 69070 | for I never knew so young a body with so o... |
| 69071 | to your gracious acceptance, whose trial s... |
| 69072 | commendation.' |
| 69073 | Enter PORTIA for BALTHAZAR, dressed like... |
| 69074 | DUKE OF VENICE. YOU hear the learn'd Bellari... |
| 69075 | And here, I take it, is the doctor come. |
| 69076 | Give me your hand; come you from old Bella... |
| 69077 | PORTIA. I did, my lord. |
| 69078 | DUKE OF VENICE. You are welcome; take your p... |
| 69079 | Are you acquainted with the difference |
| 69080 | That holds this present question in the co... |
| 69081 | PORTIA. I am informed throughly of the cause. |
| 69082 | Which is the merchant here, and which the ... |
| 69083 | DUKE OF VENICE. Antonio and old Shylock, bot... |
| 69084 | PORTIA. Is your name Shylock? |
| 69085 | SHYLOCK. Shylock is my name. |
| 69086 | PORTIA. Of a strange nature is the suit you ... |
| 69087 | Yet in such rule that the Venetian law |
| 69088 | Cannot impugn you as you do proceed. |
| 69089 | You stand within his danger, do you not? |
| 69090 | ANTONIO. Ay, so he says. |
| 69091 | PORTIA. Do you confess the bond? |
| 69092 | ANTONIO. I do. |
| 69093 | PORTIA. Then must the Jew be merciful. |
| 69094 | SHYLOCK. On what compulsion must I? Tell me ... |
| 69095 | PORTIA. The quality of mercy is not strain'd; |
| 69096 | It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven |
| 69097 | Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest: |
| 69098 | It blesseth him that gives and him that ta... |
| 69099 | 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes |
| 69100 | The throned monarch better than his crown; |
| 69101 | His sceptre shows the force of temporal po... |
| 69102 | The attribute to awe and majesty, |
| 69103 | Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; |
| 69104 | But mercy is above this sceptred sway, |
| 69105 | It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, |
| 69106 | It is an attribute to God himself; |
| 69107 | And earthly power doth then show likest God's |
| 69108 | When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, |
| 69109 | Though justice be thy plea, consider this- |
| 69110 | That in the course of justice none of us |
| 69111 | Should see salvation; we do pray for mercy, |
| 69112 | And that same prayer doth teach us all to ... |
| 69113 | The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much |
| 69114 | To mitigate the justice of thy plea, |
| 69115 | Which if thou follow, this strict court of... |
| 69116 | Must needs give sentence 'gainst the merch... |
| 69117 | SHYLOCK. My deeds upon my head! I crave the ... |
| 69118 | The penalty and forfeit of my bond. |
| 69119 | BASSANIO. Yes; here I tender it for him in t... |
| 69120 | Yea, twice the sum; if that will not suffice, |
| 69121 | I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er |
| 69122 | On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart; |
| 69123 | If this will not suffice, it must appear |
| 69124 | That malice bears down truth. And, I besee... |
| 69125 | Wrest once the law to your authority; |
| 69126 | To do a great right do a little wrong, |
| 69127 | And curb this cruel devil of his will. |
| 69128 | PORTIA. It must not be; there is no power in... |
| 69129 | Can alter a decree established; |
| 69130 | 'Twill be recorded for a precedent, |
| 69131 | And many an error, by the same example, |
| 69132 | Will rush into the state; it cannot be. |
| 69133 | SHYLOCK. A Daniel come to judgment! Yea, a D... |
| 69134 | O wise young judge, how I do honour thee! |
| 69135 | PORTIA. I pray you, let me look upon the bond. |
| 69136 | SHYLOCK. Here 'tis, most reverend Doctor; he... |
| 69137 | PORTIA. Shylock, there's thrice thy money of... |
| 69138 | SHYLOCK. An oath, an oath! I have an oath in... |
| 69139 | Shall I lay perjury upon my soul? |
| 69140 | No, not for Venice. |
| 69141 | PORTIA. Why, this bond is forfeit; |
| 69142 | And lawfully by this the Jew may claim |
| 69143 | A pound of flesh, to be by him cut off |
| 69144 | Nearest the merchant's heart. Be merciful. |
| 69145 | Take thrice thy money; bid me tear the bond. |
| 69146 | SHYLOCK. When it is paid according to the te... |
| 69147 | It doth appear you are a worthy judge; |
| 69148 | You know the law; your exposition |
| 69149 | Hath been most sound; I charge you by the ... |
| 69150 | Whereof you are a well-deserving pillar, |
| 69151 | Proceed to judgment. By my soul I swear |
| 69152 | There is no power in the tongue of man |
| 69153 | To alter me. I stay here on my bond. |
| 69154 | ANTONIO. Most heartily I do beseech the court |
| 69155 | To give the judgment. |
| 69156 | PORTIA. Why then, thus it is: |
| 69157 | You must prepare your bosom for his knife. |
| 69158 | SHYLOCK. O noble judge! O excellent young man! |
| 69159 | PORTIA. For the intent and purpose of the law |
| 69160 | Hath full relation to the penalty, |
| 69161 | Which here appeareth due upon the bond. |
| 69162 | SHYLOCK. 'Tis very true. O wise and upright ... |
| 69163 | How much more elder art thou than thy looks! |
| 69164 | PORTIA. Therefore, lay bare your bosom. |
| 69165 | SHYLOCK. Ay, his breast- |
| 69166 | So says the bond; doth it not, noble judge? |
| 69167 | 'Nearest his heart,' those are the very wo... |
| 69168 | PORTIA. It is so. Are there balance here to ... |
| 69169 | The flesh? |
| 69170 | SHYLOCK. I have them ready. |
| 69171 | PORTIA. Have by some surgeon, Shylock, on yo... |
| 69172 | To stop his wounds, lest he do bleed to de... |
| 69173 | SHYLOCK. Is it so nominated in the bond? |
| 69174 | PORTIA. It is not so express'd, but what of ... |
| 69175 | 'Twere good you do so much for charity. |
| 69176 | SHYLOCK. I cannot find it; 'tis not in the b... |
| 69177 | PORTIA. You, merchant, have you anything to ... |
| 69178 | ANTONIO. But little: I am arm'd and well pre... |
| 69179 | Give me your hand, Bassanio; fare you well. |
| 69180 | Grieve not that I am fall'n to this for you, |
| 69181 | For herein Fortune shows herself more kind |
| 69182 | Than is her custom. It is still her use |
| 69183 | To let the wretched man outlive his wealth, |
| 69184 | To view with hollow eye and wrinkled brow |
| 69185 | An age of poverty; from which ling'ring pe... |
| 69186 | Of such misery doth she cut me off. |
| 69187 | Commend me to your honourable wife; |
| 69188 | Tell her the process of Antonio's end; |
| 69189 | Say how I lov'd you; speak me fair in death; |
| 69190 | And, when the tale is told, bid her be judge |
| 69191 | Whether Bassanio had not once a love. |
| 69192 | Repent but you that you shall lose your fr... |
| 69193 | And he repents not that he pays your debt; |
| 69194 | For if the Jew do cut but deep enough, |
| 69195 | I'll pay it instantly with all my heart. |
| 69196 | BASSANIO. Antonio, I am married to a wife |
| 69197 | Which is as dear to me as life itself; |
| 69198 | But life itself, my wife, and all the world, |
| 69199 | Are not with me esteem'd above thy life; |
| 69200 | I would lose all, ay, sacrifice them all |
| 69201 | Here to this devil, to deliver you. |
| 69202 | PORTIA. Your wife would give you little than... |
| 69203 | If she were by to hear you make the offer. |
| 69204 | GRATIANO. I have a wife who I protest I love; |
| 69205 | I would she were in heaven, so she could |
| 69206 | Entreat some power to change this currish ... |
| 69207 | NERISSA. 'Tis well you offer it behind her b... |
| 69208 | The wish would make else an unquiet house. |
| 69209 | SHYLOCK. [Aside] These be the Christian hu... |
| 69210 | daughter- |
| 69211 | Would any of the stock of Barrabas |
| 69212 | Had been her husband, rather than a Christ... |
| 69213 | We trifle time; I pray thee pursue sentence. |
| 69214 | PORTIA. A pound of that same merchant's fles... |
| 69215 | The court awards it and the law doth give it. |
| 69216 | SHYLOCK. Most rightful judge! |
| 69217 | PORTIA. And you must cut this flesh from off... |
| 69218 | The law allows it and the court awards it. |
| 69219 | SHYLOCK. Most learned judge! A sentence! Com... |
| 69220 | PORTIA. Tarry a little; there is something e... |
| 69221 | This bond doth give thee here no jot of bl... |
| 69222 | The words expressly are 'a pound of flesh.' |
| 69223 | Take then thy bond, take thou thy pound of... |
| 69224 | But, in the cutting it, if thou dost shed |
| 69225 | One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and... |
| 69226 | Are, by the laws of Venice, confiscate |
| 69227 | Unto the state of Venice. |
| 69228 | GRATIANO. O upright judge! Mark, Jew. O lear... |
| 69229 | SHYLOCK. Is that the law? |
| 69230 | PORTIA. Thyself shalt see the act; |
| 69231 | For, as thou urgest justice, be assur'd |
| 69232 | Thou shalt have justice, more than thou de... |
| 69233 | GRATIANO. O learned judge! Mark, Jew. A lear... |
| 69234 | SHYLOCK. I take this offer then: pay the bon... |
| 69235 | And let the Christian go. |
| 69236 | BASSANIO. Here is the money. |
| 69237 | PORTIA. Soft! |
| 69238 | The Jew shall have all justice. Soft! No h... |
| 69239 | He shall have nothing but the penalty. |
| 69240 | GRATIANO. O Jew! an upright judge, a learned... |
| 69241 | PORTIA. Therefore, prepare thee to cut off t... |
| 69242 | Shed thou no blood, nor cut thou less nor ... |
| 69243 | But just a pound of flesh; if thou tak'st ... |
| 69244 | Or less than a just pound- be it but so much |
| 69245 | As makes it light or heavy in the substance, |
| 69246 | Or the division of the twentieth part |
| 69247 | Of one poor scruple; nay, if the scale do ... |
| 69248 | But in the estimation of a hair- |
| 69249 | Thou diest, and all thy goods are confiscate. |
| 69250 | GRATIANO. A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew! |
| 69251 | Now, infidel, I have you on the hip. |
| 69252 | PORTIA. Why doth the Jew pause? Take thy for... |
| 69253 | SHYLOCK. Give me my principal, and let me go. |
| 69254 | BASSANIO. I have it ready for thee; here it ... |
| 69255 | PORTIA. He hath refus'd it in the open court; |
| 69256 | He shall have merely justice, and his bond. |
| 69257 | GRATIANO. A Daniel still say I, a second Dan... |
| 69258 | I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word. |
| 69259 | SHYLOCK. Shall I not have barely my principal? |
| 69260 | PORTIA. Thou shalt have nothing but the forf... |
| 69261 | To be so taken at thy peril, Jew. |
| 69262 | SHYLOCK. Why, then the devil give him good o... |
| 69263 | I'll stay no longer question. |
| 69264 | PORTIA. Tarry, Jew. |
| 69265 | The law hath yet another hold on you. |
| 69266 | It is enacted in the laws of Venice, |
| 69267 | If it be proved against an alien |
| 69268 | That by direct or indirect attempts |
| 69269 | He seek the life of any citizen, |
| 69270 | The party 'gainst the which he doth contrive |
| 69271 | Shall seize one half his goods; the other ... |
| 69272 | Comes to the privy coffer of the state; |
| 69273 | And the offender's life lies in the mercy |
| 69274 | Of the Duke only, 'gainst all other voice. |
| 69275 | In which predicament, I say, thou stand'st; |
| 69276 | For it appears by manifest proceeding |
| 69277 | That indirectly, and directly too, |
| 69278 | Thou hast contrived against the very life |
| 69279 | Of the defendant; and thou hast incurr'd |
| 69280 | The danger formerly by me rehears'd. |
| 69281 | Down, therefore, and beg mercy of the Duke. |
| 69282 | GRATIANO. Beg that thou mayst have leave to ... |
| 69283 | And yet, thy wealth being forfeit to the s... |
| 69284 | Thou hast not left the value of a cord; |
| 69285 | Therefore thou must be hang'd at the state... |
| 69286 | DUKE OF VENICE. That thou shalt see the diff... |
| 69287 | I pardon thee thy life before thou ask it. |
| 69288 | For half thy wealth, it is Antonio's; |
| 69289 | The other half comes to the general state, |
| 69290 | Which humbleness may drive unto a fine. |
| 69291 | PORTIA. Ay, for the state; not for Antonio. |
| 69292 | SHYLOCK. Nay, take my life and all, pardon n... |
| 69293 | You take my house when you do take the prop |
| 69294 | That doth sustain my house; you take my li... |
| 69295 | When you do take the means whereby I live. |
| 69296 | PORTIA. What mercy can you render him, Antonio? |
| 69297 | GRATIANO. A halter gratis; nothing else, for... |
| 69298 | ANTONIO. So please my lord the Duke and all ... |
| 69299 | To quit the fine for one half of his goods; |
| 69300 | I am content, so he will let me have |
| 69301 | The other half in use, to render it |
| 69302 | Upon his death unto the gentleman |
| 69303 | That lately stole his daughter- |
| 69304 | Two things provided more; that, for this f... |
| 69305 | He presently become a Christian; |
| 69306 | The other, that he do record a gift, |
| 69307 | Here in the court, of all he dies possess'd |
| 69308 | Unto his son Lorenzo and his daughter. |
| 69309 | DUKE OF VENICE. He shall do this, or else I ... |
| 69310 | The pardon that I late pronounced here. |
| 69311 | PORTIA. Art thou contented, Jew? What dost t... |
| 69312 | SHYLOCK. I am content. |
| 69313 | PORTIA. Clerk, draw a deed of gift. |
| 69314 | SHYLOCK. I pray you, give me leave to go fro... |
| 69315 | I am not well; send the deed after me |
| 69316 | And I will sign it. |
| 69317 | DUKE OF VENICE. Get thee gone, but do it. |
| 69318 | GRATIANO. In christ'ning shalt thou have two... |
| 69319 | Had I been judge, thou shouldst have had t... |
| 69320 | To bring thee to the gallows, not to the f... |
| 69321 | ... |
| 69322 | DUKE OF VENICE. Sir, I entreat you home with... |
| 69323 | PORTIA. I humbly do desire your Grace of par... |
| 69324 | I must away this night toward Padua, |
| 69325 | And it is meet I presently set forth. |
| 69326 | DUKE OF VENICE. I am sorry that your leisure... |
| 69327 | Antonio, gratify this gentleman, |
| 69328 | For in my mind you are much bound to him. |
| 69329 | Exeunt DUKE, MAGN... |
| 69330 | BASSANIO. Most worthy gentleman, I and my fr... |
| 69331 | Have by your wisdom been this day acquitted |
| 69332 | Of grievous penalties; in lieu whereof |
| 69333 | Three thousand ducats, due unto the Jew, |
| 69334 | We freely cope your courteous pains withal. |
| 69335 | ANTONIO. And stand indebted, over and above, |
| 69336 | In love and service to you evermore. |
| 69337 | PORTIA. He is well paid that is well satisfied, |
| 69338 | And I, delivering you, am satisfied, |
| 69339 | And therein do account myself well paid. |
| 69340 | My mind was never yet more mercenary. |
| 69341 | I pray you, know me when we meet again; |
| 69342 | I wish you well, and so I take my leave. |
| 69343 | BASSANIO. Dear sir, of force I must attempt ... |
| 69344 | Take some remembrance of us, as a tribute, |
| 69345 | Not as fee. Grant me two things, I pray you, |
| 69346 | Not to deny me, and to pardon me. |
| 69347 | PORTIA. You press me far, and therefore I wi... |
| 69348 | [To ANTONIO] Give me your gloves, I'll we... |
| 69349 | [To BASSANIO] And, for your love, I'll ta... |
| 69350 | Do not draw back your hand; I'll take no m... |
| 69351 | And you in love shall not deny me this. |
| 69352 | BASSANIO. This ring, good sir- alas, it is a... |
| 69353 | I will not shame myself to give you this. |
| 69354 | PORTIA. I will have nothing else but only th... |
| 69355 | And now, methinks, I have a mind to it. |
| 69356 | BASSANIO.. There's more depends on this than... |
| 69357 | The dearest ring in Venice will I give you, |
| 69358 | And find it out by proclamation; |
| 69359 | Only for this, I pray you, pardon me. |
| 69360 | PORTIA. I see, sir, you are liberal in offers; |
| 69361 | You taught me first to beg, and now, methi... |
| 69362 | You teach me how a beggar should be answer'd. |
| 69363 | BASSANIO. Good sir, this ring was given me b... |
| 69364 | And, when she put it on, she made me vow |
| 69365 | That I should neither sell, nor give, nor ... |
| 69366 | PORTIA. That 'scuse serves many men to save ... |
| 69367 | And if your wife be not a mad woman, |
| 69368 | And know how well I have deserv'd this ring, |
| 69369 | She would not hold out enemy for ever |
| 69370 | For giving it to me. Well, peace be with you! |
| 69371 | Exeunt ... |
| 69372 | ANTONIO. My Lord Bassanio, let him have the ... |
| 69373 | Let his deservings, and my love withal, |
| 69374 | Be valued 'gainst your wife's commandment. |
| 69375 | BASSANIO. Go, Gratiano, run and overtake him; |
| 69376 | Give him the ring, and bring him, if thou ... |
| 69377 | Unto Antonio's house. Away, make haste. ... |
| 69378 | Come, you and I will thither presently; |
| 69379 | And in the morning early will we both |
| 69380 | Fly toward Belmont. Come, Antonio. ... |
| 69381 | SCENE II. |
| 69382 | Venice. A street |
| 69383 | Enter PORTIA and NERISSA |
| 69384 | PORTIA. Inquire the Jew's house out, give hi... |
| 69385 | And let him sign it; we'll away tonight, |
| 69386 | And be a day before our husbands home. |
| 69387 | This deed will be well welcome to Lorenzo. |
| 69388 | Enter GRATIANO |
| 69389 | GRATIANO. Fair sir, you are well o'erta'en. |
| 69390 | My Lord Bassanio, upon more advice, |
| 69391 | Hath sent you here this ring, and doth ent... |
| 69392 | Your company at dinner. |
| 69393 | PORTIA. That cannot be. |
| 69394 | His ring I do accept most thankfully, |
| 69395 | And so, I pray you, tell him. Furthermore, |
| 69396 | I pray you show my youth old Shylock's house. |
| 69397 | GRATIANO. That will I do. |
| 69398 | NERISSA. Sir, I would speak with you. |
| 69399 | [Aside to PORTIA] I'll See if I can get m... |
| 69400 | Which I did make him swear to keep for ever. |
| 69401 | PORTIA. [To NERISSA] Thou Mayst, I warrant... |
| 69402 | swearing |
| 69403 | That they did give the rings away to men; |
| 69404 | But we'll outface them, and outswear them ... |
| 69405 | [Aloud] Away, make haste, thou know'st wh... |
| 69406 | NERISSA. Come, good sir, will you show me to... |
| 69407 | ... |
| 69408 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 69409 | Belmont. The garden before PORTIA'S house |
| 69410 | Enter LORENZO and JESSICA |
| 69411 | LORENZO. The moon shines bright. In such a n... |
| 69412 | When the sweet wind did gently kiss the tr... |
| 69413 | And they did make no noise- in such a night, |
| 69414 | Troilus methinks mounted the Troyan walls, |
| 69415 | And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, |
| 69416 | Where Cressid lay that night. |
| 69417 | JESSICA. In such a night |
| 69418 | Did Thisby fearfully o'ertrip the dew, |
| 69419 | And saw the lion's shadow ere himself, |
| 69420 | And ran dismayed away. |
| 69421 | LORENZO. In such a night |
| 69422 | Stood Dido with a willow in her hand |
| 69423 | Upon the wild sea-banks, and waft her love |
| 69424 | To come again to Carthage. |
| 69425 | JESSICA. In such a night |
| 69426 | Medea gathered the enchanted herbs |
| 69427 | That did renew old AEson. |
| 69428 | LORENZO. In such a night |
| 69429 | Did Jessica steal from the wealthy Jew, |
| 69430 | And with an unthrift love did run from Venice |
| 69431 | As far as Belmont. |
| 69432 | JESSICA. In such a night |
| 69433 | Did young Lorenzo swear he lov'd her well, |
| 69434 | Stealing her soul with many vows of faith, |
| 69435 | And ne'er a true one. |
| 69436 | LORENZO. In such a night |
| 69437 | Did pretty Jessica, like a little shrew, |
| 69438 | Slander her love, and he forgave it her. |
| 69439 | JESSICA. I would out-night you, did no body ... |
| 69440 | But, hark, I hear the footing of a man. |
| 69441 | Enter STEPHANO |
| 69442 | LORENZO. Who comes so fast in silence of the... |
| 69443 | STEPHANO. A friend. |
| 69444 | LORENZO. A friend! What friend? Your name, I... |
| 69445 | STEPHANO. Stephano is my name, and I bring word |
| 69446 | My mistress will before the break of day |
| 69447 | Be here at Belmont; she doth stray about |
| 69448 | By holy crosses, where she kneels and prays |
| 69449 | For happy wedlock hours. |
| 69450 | LORENZO. Who comes with her? |
| 69451 | STEPHANO. None but a holy hermit and her maid. |
| 69452 | I pray you, is my master yet return'd? |
| 69453 | LORENZO. He is not, nor we have not heard fr... |
| 69454 | But go we in, I pray thee, Jessica, |
| 69455 | And ceremoniously let us prepare |
| 69456 | Some welcome for the mistress of the house. |
| 69457 | Enter LAUNCELOT |
| 69458 | LAUNCELOT. Sola, sola! wo ha, ho! sola, sola! |
| 69459 | LORENZO. Who calls? |
| 69460 | LAUNCELOT. Sola! Did you see Master Lorenzo?... |
| 69461 | sola! |
| 69462 | LORENZO. Leave holloaing, man. Here! |
| 69463 | LAUNCELOT. Sola! Where, where? |
| 69464 | LORENZO. Here! |
| 69465 | LAUNCELOT. Tell him there's a post come from... |
| 69466 | horn full of good news; my master will be ... |
| 69467 | Exit |
| 69468 | LORENZO. Sweet soul, let's in, and there exp... |
| 69469 | And yet no matter- why should we go in? |
| 69470 | My friend Stephano, signify, I pray you, |
| 69471 | Within the house, your mistress is at hand; |
| 69472 | And bring your music forth into the air. ... |
| 69473 | How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this b... |
| 69474 | Here will we sit and let the sounds of music |
| 69475 | Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the ... |
| 69476 | Become the touches of sweet harmony. |
| 69477 | Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven |
| 69478 | Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; |
| 69479 | There's not the smallest orb which thou be... |
| 69480 | But in his motion like an angel sings, |
| 69481 | Still quiring to the young-ey'd cherubins; |
| 69482 | Such harmony is in immortal souls, |
| 69483 | But whilst this muddy vesture of decay |
| 69484 | Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear i... |
| 69485 | Enter MUSICIANS |
| 69486 | Come, ho, and wake Diana with a hymn; |
| 69487 | With sweetest touches pierce your mistress... |
| 69488 | And draw her home with music. ... |
| 69489 | JESSICA. I am never merry when I hear sweet ... |
| 69490 | LORENZO. The reason is your spirits are atte... |
| 69491 | For do but note a wild and wanton herd, |
| 69492 | Or race of youthful and unhandled colts, |
| 69493 | Fetching mad bounds, bellowing and neighin... |
| 69494 | Which is the hot condition of their blood- |
| 69495 | If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound, |
| 69496 | Or any air of music touch their ears, |
| 69497 | You shall perceive them make a mutual stand, |
| 69498 | Their savage eyes turn'd to a modest gaze |
| 69499 | By the sweet power of music. Therefore the... |
| 69500 | Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones,... |
| 69501 | Since nought so stockish, hard, and full o... |
| 69502 | But music for the time doth change his nat... |
| 69503 | The man that hath no music in himself, |
| 69504 | Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sou... |
| 69505 | Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils; |
| 69506 | The motions of his spirit are dull:as night, |
| 69507 | And his affections dark as Erebus. |
| 69508 | Let no such man be trusted. Mark the music. |
| 69509 | Enter PORTIA and NERISSA |
| 69510 | PORTIA. That light we see is burning in my h... |
| 69511 | How far that little candle throws his beams! |
| 69512 | So shines a good deed in a naughty world. |
| 69513 | NERISSA. When the moon shone, we did not see... |
| 69514 | PORTIA. So doth the greater glory dim the less: |
| 69515 | A substitute shines brightly as a king |
| 69516 | Until a king be by, and then his state |
| 69517 | Empties itself, as doth an inland brook |
| 69518 | Into the main of waters. Music! hark! |
| 69519 | NERISSA. It is your music, madam, of the house. |
| 69520 | PORTIA. Nothing is good, I see, without resp... |
| 69521 | Methinks it sounds much sweeter than by day. |
| 69522 | NERISSA. Silence bestows that virtue on it, ... |
| 69523 | PORTIA. The crow doth sing as sweetly as the... |
| 69524 | When neither is attended; and I think |
| 69525 | ne nightingale, if she should sing by day, |
| 69526 | When every goose is cackling, would be tho... |
| 69527 | No better a musician than the wren. |
| 69528 | How many things by season season'd are |
| 69529 | To their right praise and true perfection! |
| 69530 | Peace, ho! The moon sleeps with Endymion, |
| 69531 | And would not be awak'd. ... |
| 69532 | LORENZO. That is the voice, |
| 69533 | Or I am much deceiv'd, of Portia. |
| 69534 | PORTIA. He knows me as the blind man knows t... |
| 69535 | By the bad voice. |
| 69536 | LORENZO. Dear lady, welcome home. |
| 69537 | PORTIA. We have been praying for our husband... |
| 69538 | Which speed, we hope, the better for our w... |
| 69539 | Are they return'd? |
| 69540 | LORENZO. Madam, they are not yet; |
| 69541 | But there is come a messenger before, |
| 69542 | To signify their coming. |
| 69543 | PORTIA.. Go in, Nerissa; |
| 69544 | Give order to my servants that they take |
| 69545 | No note at all of our being absent hence; |
| 69546 | Nor you, Lorenzo; Jessica, nor you. ... |
| 69547 | LORENZO. Your husband is at hand; I hear his... |
| 69548 | We are no tell-tales, madam, fear you not. |
| 69549 | PORTIA. This night methinks is but the dayli... |
| 69550 | It looks a little paler; 'tis a day |
| 69551 | Such as the day is when the sun is hid. |
| 69552 | Enter BASSANIO, ANTONIO, GRATIANO, and ... |
| 69553 | BASSANIO. We should hold day with the Antipo... |
| 69554 | If you would walk in absence of the sun. |
| 69555 | PORTIA. Let me give light, but let me not be... |
| 69556 | For a light wife doth make a heavy husband, |
| 69557 | And never be Bassanio so for me; |
| 69558 | But God sort all! You are welcome home, my... |
| 69559 | BASSANIO. I thank you, madam; give welcome t... |
| 69560 | This is the man, this is Antonio, |
| 69561 | To whom I am so infinitely bound. |
| 69562 | PORTIA. You should in all sense be much boun... |
| 69563 | For, as I hear, he was much bound for you. |
| 69564 | ANTONIO. No more than I am well acquitted of. |
| 69565 | PORTIA. Sir, you are very welcome to our house. |
| 69566 | It must appear in other ways than words, |
| 69567 | Therefore I scant this breathing courtesy. |
| 69568 | GRATIANO. [To NERISSA] By yonder moon I sw... |
| 69569 | In faith, I gave it to the judge's clerk. |
| 69570 | Would he were gelt that had it, for my part, |
| 69571 | Since you do take it, love, so much at heart. |
| 69572 | PORTIA. A quarrel, ho, already! What's the m... |
| 69573 | GRATIANO. About a hoop of gold, a paltry ring |
| 69574 | That she did give me, whose posy was |
| 69575 | For all the world like cutler's poetry |
| 69576 | Upon a knife, 'Love me, and leave me not.' |
| 69577 | NERISSA. What talk you of the posy or the va... |
| 69578 | You swore to me, when I did give it you, |
| 69579 | That you would wear it till your hour of d... |
| 69580 | And that it should lie with you in your gr... |
| 69581 | Though not for me, yet for your vehement o... |
| 69582 | You should have been respective and have k... |
| 69583 | Gave it a judge's clerk! No, God's my judge, |
| 69584 | The clerk will ne'er wear hair on's face t... |
| 69585 | GRATIANO. He will, an if he live to be a man. |
| 69586 | NERISSA. Ay, if a woman live to be a man. |
| 69587 | GRATIANO. Now by this hand I gave it to a yo... |
| 69588 | A kind of boy, a little scrubbed boy |
| 69589 | No higher than thyself, the judge's clerk; |
| 69590 | A prating boy that begg'd it as a fee; |
| 69591 | I could not for my heart deny it him. |
| 69592 | PORTIA. You were to blame, I must be plain w... |
| 69593 | To part so slightly with your wife's first... |
| 69594 | A thing stuck on with oaths upon your finger |
| 69595 | And so riveted with faith unto your flesh. |
| 69596 | I gave my love a ring, and made him swear |
| 69597 | Never to part with it, and here he stands; |
| 69598 | I dare be sworn for him he would not leave... |
| 69599 | Nor pluck it from his finger for the wealth |
| 69600 | That the world masters. Now, in faith, Gra... |
| 69601 | You give your wife too unkind a cause of g... |
| 69602 | An 'twere to me, I should be mad at it. |
| 69603 | BASSANIO. [Aside] Why, I were best to cut ... |
| 69604 | And swear I lost the ring defending it. |
| 69605 | GRATIANO. My Lord Bassanio gave his ring away |
| 69606 | Unto the judge that begg'd it, and indeed |
| 69607 | Deserv'd it too; and then the boy, his clerk, |
| 69608 | That took some pains in writing, he begg'd... |
| 69609 | And neither man nor master would take aught |
| 69610 | But the two rings. |
| 69611 | PORTIA. What ring gave you, my lord? |
| 69612 | Not that, I hope, which you receiv'd of me. |
| 69613 | BASSANIO. If I could add a lie unto a fault, |
| 69614 | I would deny it; but you see my finger |
| 69615 | Hath not the ring upon it; it is gone. |
| 69616 | PORTIA. Even so void is your false heart of ... |
| 69617 | By heaven, I will ne'er come in your bed |
| 69618 | Until I see the ring. |
| 69619 | NERISSA. Nor I in yours |
| 69620 | Till I again see mine. |
| 69621 | BASSANIO. Sweet Portia, |
| 69622 | If you did know to whom I gave the ring, |
| 69623 | If you did know for whom I gave the ring, |
| 69624 | And would conceive for what I gave the ring, |
| 69625 | And how unwillingly I left the ring, |
| 69626 | When nought would be accepted but the ring, |
| 69627 | You would abate the strength of your displ... |
| 69628 | PORTIA. If you had known the virtue of the r... |
| 69629 | Or half her worthiness that gave the ring, |
| 69630 | Or your own honour to contain the ring, |
| 69631 | You would not then have parted with the ring. |
| 69632 | What man is there so much unreasonable, |
| 69633 | If you had pleas'd to have defended it |
| 69634 | With any terms of zeal, wanted the modesty |
| 69635 | To urge the thing held as a ceremony? |
| 69636 | Nerissa teaches me what to believe: |
| 69637 | I'll die for't but some woman had the ring. |
| 69638 | BASSANIO. No, by my honour, madam, by my sou... |
| 69639 | No woman had it, but a civil doctor, |
| 69640 | Which did refuse three thousand ducats of me, |
| 69641 | And begg'd the ring; the which I did deny ... |
| 69642 | And suffer'd him to go displeas'd away- |
| 69643 | Even he that had held up the very life |
| 69644 | Of my dear friend. What should I say, swee... |
| 69645 | I was enforc'd to send it after him; |
| 69646 | I was beset with shame and courtesy; |
| 69647 | My honour would not let ingratitude |
| 69648 | So much besmear it. Pardon me, good lady; |
| 69649 | For by these blessed candles of the night, |
| 69650 | Had you been there, I think you would have... |
| 69651 | The ring of me to give the worthy doctor. |
| 69652 | PORTIA. Let not that doctor e'er come near m... |
| 69653 | Since he hath got the jewel that I loved, |
| 69654 | And that which you did swear to keep for me, |
| 69655 | I will become as liberal as you; |
| 69656 | I'll not deny him anything I have, |
| 69657 | No, not my body, nor my husband's bed. |
| 69658 | Know him I shall, I am well sure of it. |
| 69659 | Lie not a night from home; watch me like A... |
| 69660 | If you do not, if I be left alone, |
| 69661 | Now, by mine honour which is yet mine own, |
| 69662 | I'll have that doctor for mine bedfellow. |
| 69663 | NERISSA. And I his clerk; therefore be well ... |
| 69664 | How you do leave me to mine own protection. |
| 69665 | GRATIANO. Well, do you so, let not me take h... |
| 69666 | For, if I do, I'll mar the young clerk's pen. |
| 69667 | ANTONIO. I am th' unhappy subject of these q... |
| 69668 | PORTIA. Sir, grieve not you; you are welcome... |
| 69669 | BASSANIO. Portia, forgive me this enforced w... |
| 69670 | And in the hearing of these many friends |
| 69671 | I swear to thee, even by thine own fair eyes, |
| 69672 | Wherein I see myself- |
| 69673 | PORTIA. Mark you but that! |
| 69674 | In both my eyes he doubly sees himself, |
| 69675 | In each eye one; swear by your double self, |
| 69676 | And there's an oath of credit. |
| 69677 | BASSANIO. Nay, but hear me. |
| 69678 | Pardon this fault, and by my soul I swear |
| 69679 | I never more will break an oath with thee. |
| 69680 | ANTONIO. I once did lend my body for his wea... |
| 69681 | Which, but for him that had your husband's... |
| 69682 | Had quite miscarried; I dare be bound again, |
| 69683 | My soul upon the forfeit, that your lord |
| 69684 | Will never more break faith advisedly. |
| 69685 | PORTIA. Then you shall be his surety. Give h... |
| 69686 | And bid him keep it better than the other. |
| 69687 | ANTONIO. Here, Lord Bassanio, swear to keep ... |
| 69688 | BASSANIO. By heaven, it is the same I gave t... |
| 69689 | PORTIA. I had it of him. Pardon me, Bassanio, |
| 69690 | For, by this ring, the doctor lay with me. |
| 69691 | NERISSA. And pardon me, my gentle Gratiano, |
| 69692 | For that same scrubbed boy, the doctor's c... |
| 69693 | In lieu of this, last night did lie with me. |
| 69694 | GRATIANO. Why, this is like the mending of h... |
| 69695 | In summer, where the ways are fair enough. |
| 69696 | What, are we cuckolds ere we have deserv'd... |
| 69697 | PORTIA. Speak not so grossly. You are all am... |
| 69698 | Here is a letter; read it at your leisure; |
| 69699 | It comes from Padua, from Bellario; |
| 69700 | There you shall find that Portia was the d... |
| 69701 | Nerissa there her clerk. Lorenzo here |
| 69702 | Shall witness I set forth as soon as you, |
| 69703 | And even but now return'd; I have not yet |
| 69704 | Enter'd my house. Antonio, you are welcome; |
| 69705 | And I have better news in store for you |
| 69706 | Than you expect. Unseal this letter soon; |
| 69707 | There you shall find three of your argosies |
| 69708 | Are richly come to harbour suddenly. |
| 69709 | You shall not know by what strange accident |
| 69710 | I chanced on this letter. |
| 69711 | ANTONIO. I am dumb. |
| 69712 | BASSANIO. Were you the doctor, and I knew yo... |
| 69713 | GRATIANO. Were you the clerk that is to make... |
| 69714 | NERISSA. Ay, but the clerk that never means ... |
| 69715 | Unless he live until he be a man. |
| 69716 | BASSANIO. Sweet doctor, you shall be my bedf... |
| 69717 | When I am absent, then lie with my wife. |
| 69718 | ANTONIO. Sweet lady, you have given me life ... |
| 69719 | For here I read for certain that my ships |
| 69720 | Are safely come to road. |
| 69721 | PORTIA. How now, Lorenzo! |
| 69722 | My clerk hath some good comforts too for you. |
| 69723 | NERISSA. Ay, and I'll give them him without ... |
| 69724 | There do I give to you and Jessica, |
| 69725 | From the rich Jew, a special deed of gift, |
| 69726 | After his death, of all he dies possess'd of. |
| 69727 | LORENZO. Fair ladies, you drop manna in the way |
| 69728 | Of starved people. |
| 69729 | PORTIA. It is almost morning, |
| 69730 | And yet I am sure you are not satisfied |
| 69731 | Of these events at full. Let us go in, |
| 69732 | And charge us there upon inter'gatories, |
| 69733 | And we will answer all things faithfully. |
| 69734 | GRATIANO. Let it be so. The first inter'gatory |
| 69735 | That my Nerissa shall be sworn on is, |
| 69736 | Whether till the next night she had rather... |
| 69737 | Or go to bed now, being two hours to day. |
| 69738 | But were the day come, I should wish it da... |
| 69739 | Till I were couching with the doctor's clerk. |
| 69740 | Well, while I live, I'll fear no other thing |
| 69741 | So sore as keeping safe Nerissa's ring. ... |
| 69742 | THE END |
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| 69751 | 1601 |
| 69752 | THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR |
| 69753 | by William Shakespeare |
| 69754 | Dramatis Personae |
| 69755 | SIR JOHN FALSTAFF |
| 69756 | FENTON, a young gentleman |
| 69757 | SHALLOW, a country justice |
| 69758 | SLENDER, cousin to Shallow |
| 69759 | Gentlemen of Windsor |
| 69760 | FORD |
| 69761 | PAGE |
| 69762 | WILLIAM PAGE, a boy, son to Page |
| 69763 | SIR HUGH EVANS, a Welsh parson |
| 69764 | DOCTOR CAIUS, a French physician |
| 69765 | HOST of the Garter Inn |
| 69766 | Followers of Falstaff |
| 69767 | BARDOLPH |
| 69768 | PISTOL |
| 69769 | NYM |
| 69770 | ROBIN, page to Falstaff |
| 69771 | SIMPLE, servant to Slender |
| 69772 | RUGBY, servant to Doctor Caius |
| 69773 | MISTRESS FORD |
| 69774 | MISTRESS PAGE |
| 69775 | MISTRESS ANNE PAGE, her daughter |
| 69776 | MISTRESS QUICKLY, servant to Doctor Caius |
| 69777 | SERVANTS to Page, Ford, etc. |
| 69778 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 69779 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 69780 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 69781 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 69782 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 69783 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 69784 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
| 69785 | SERVICE THAT CHARGES FOR DOWNLOAD TIME OR FOR ... |
| 69786 | SCENE: |
| 69787 | Windsor, and the neighbourhood |
| 69788 | The Merry Wives of Windsor |
| 69789 | ACT I. SCENE 1. |
| 69790 | Windsor. Before PAGE'S house |
| 69791 | Enter JUSTICE SHALLOW, SLENDER, and SIR HUGH E... |
| 69792 | SHALLOW. Sir Hugh, persuade me not; I will m... |
| 69793 | Chamber matter of it; if he were twenty Si... |
| 69794 | he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, esquire. |
| 69795 | SLENDER. In the county of Gloucester, Justic... |
| 69796 | Coram. |
| 69797 | SHALLOW. Ay, cousin Slender, and Custalorum. |
| 69798 | SLENDER. Ay, and Ratolorum too; and a gentle... |
| 69799 | Master Parson, who writes himself 'Armiger... |
| 69800 | warrant, quittance, or obligation-'Armigero.' |
| 69801 | SHALLOW. Ay, that I do; and have done any ti... |
| 69802 | hundred years. |
| 69803 | SLENDER. All his successors, gone before him... |
| 69804 | and all his ancestors, that come after him... |
| 69805 | give the dozen white luces in their coat. |
| 69806 | SHALLOW. It is an old coat. |
| 69807 | EVANS. The dozen white louses do become an o... |
| 69808 | it agrees well, passant; it is a familiar ... |
| 69809 | signifies love. |
| 69810 | SHALLOW. The luce is the fresh fish; the sal... |
| 69811 | coat. |
| 69812 | SLENDER. I may quarter, coz. |
| 69813 | SHALLOW. You may, by marrying. |
| 69814 | EVANS. It is marring indeed, if he quarter it. |
| 69815 | SHALLOW. Not a whit. |
| 69816 | EVANS. Yes, py'r lady! If he has a quarter o... |
| 69817 | is but three skirts for yourself, in my si... |
| 69818 | but that is all one. If Sir John Falstaff ... |
| 69819 | disparagements unto you, I am of the churc... |
| 69820 | glad to do my benevolence, to make atoneme... |
| 69821 | compremises between you. |
| 69822 | SHALLOW. The Council shall hear it; it is a ... |
| 69823 | EVANS. It is not meet the Council hear a rio... |
| 69824 | fear of Got in a riot; the Council, look y... |
| 69825 | to hear the fear of Got, and not to hear a... |
| 69826 | vizaments in that. |
| 69827 | SHALLOW. Ha! o' my life, if I were young aga... |
| 69828 | should end it. |
| 69829 | EVANS. It is petter that friends is the swor... |
| 69830 | and there is also another device in my pra... |
| 69831 | peradventure prings goot discretions with ... |
| 69832 | Page, which is daughter to Master George P... |
| 69833 | pretty virginity. |
| 69834 | SLENDER. Mistress Anne Page? She has brown h... |
| 69835 | speaks small like a woman. |
| 69836 | EVANS. It is that fery person for all the or... |
| 69837 | will desire; and seven hundred pounds of m... |
| 69838 | gold, and silver, is her grandsire upon hi... |
| 69839 | deliver to a joyful resurrections!-give, w... |
| 69840 | overtake seventeen years old. It were a go... |
| 69841 | leave our pribbles and prabbles, and desir... |
| 69842 | between Master Abraham and Mistress Anne P... |
| 69843 | SHALLOW. Did her grandsire leave her seven h... |
| 69844 | EVANS. Ay, and her father is make her a pett... |
| 69845 | SHALLOW. I know the young gentlewoman; she h... |
| 69846 | gifts. |
| 69847 | EVANS. Seven hundred pounds, and possibiliti... |
| 69848 | SHALLOW. Well, let us see honest Master Page... |
| 69849 | there? |
| 69850 | EVANS. Shall I tell you a lie? I do despise ... |
| 69851 | despise one that is false; or as I despise... |
| 69852 | true. The knight Sir John is there; and, I... |
| 69853 | ruled by your well-willers. I will peat th... |
| 69854 | Page. |
| 69855 | [Knocks] What, hoa! Got pless your house ... |
| 69856 | PAGE. [Within] Who's there? |
| 69857 | Enter PAGE |
| 69858 | EVANS. Here is Got's plessing, and your frie... |
| 69859 | Shallow; and here young Master Slender, that... |
| 69860 | shall tell you another tale, if matters gr... |
| 69861 | likings. |
| 69862 | PAGE. I am glad to see your worships well. I... |
| 69863 | my venison, Master Shallow. |
| 69864 | SHALLOW. Master Page, I am glad to see you; ... |
| 69865 | it your good heart! I wish'd your venison ... |
| 69866 | kill'd. How doth good Mistress Page?-and I... |
| 69867 | always with my heart, la! with my heart. |
| 69868 | PAGE. Sir, I thank you. |
| 69869 | SHALLOW. Sir, I thank you; by yea and no, I do. |
| 69870 | PAGE. I am glad to see you, good Master Slen... |
| 69871 | SLENDER. How does your fallow greyhound, sir... |
| 69872 | he was outrun on Cotsall. |
| 69873 | PAGE. It could not be judg'd, sir. |
| 69874 | SLENDER. You'll not confess, you'll not conf... |
| 69875 | SHALLOW. That he will not. 'Tis your fault; ... |
| 69876 | 'tis a good dog. |
| 69877 | PAGE. A cur, sir. |
| 69878 | SHALLOW. Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair do... |
| 69879 | more said? He is good, and fair. Is Sir Jo... |
| 69880 | PAGE. Sir, he is within; and I would I could... |
| 69881 | between you. |
| 69882 | EVANS. It is spoke as a Christians ought to ... |
| 69883 | SHALLOW. He hath wrong'd me, Master Page. |
| 69884 | PAGE. Sir, he doth in some sort confess it. |
| 69885 | SHALLOW. If it be confessed, it is not redre... |
| 69886 | so, Master Page? He hath wrong'd me; indee... |
| 69887 | word, he hath, believe me; Robert Shallow,... |
| 69888 | he is wronged. |
| 69889 | PAGE. Here comes Sir John. |
| 69890 | Enter SIR JOHN FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, NYM, ... |
| 69891 | FALSTAFF. Now, Master Shallow, you'll compla... |
| 69892 | the King? |
| 69893 | SHALLOW. Knight, you have beaten my men, kil... |
| 69894 | and broke open my lodge. |
| 69895 | FALSTAFF. But not kiss'd your keeper's daugh... |
| 69896 | SHALLOW. Tut, a pin! this shall be answer'd. |
| 69897 | FALSTAFF. I will answer it straight: I have ... |
| 69898 | That is now answer'd. |
| 69899 | SHALLOW. The Council shall know this. |
| 69900 | FALSTAFF. 'Twere better for you if it were k... |
| 69901 | you'll be laugh'd at. |
| 69902 | EVANS. Pauca verba, Sir John; goot worts. |
| 69903 | FALSTAFF. Good worts! good cabbage! Slender,... |
| 69904 | head; what matter have you against me? |
| 69905 | SLENDER. Marry, sir, I have matter in my hea... |
| 69906 | and against your cony-catching rascals, Ba... |
| 69907 | and Pistol. They carried me to the tavern,... |
| 69908 | drunk, and afterwards pick'd my pocket. |
| 69909 | BARDOLPH. You Banbury cheese! |
| 69910 | SLENDER. Ay, it is no matter. |
| 69911 | PISTOL. How now, Mephostophilus! |
| 69912 | SLENDER. Ay, it is no matter. |
| 69913 | NYM. Slice, I say! pauca, pauca; slice! That... |
| 69914 | SLENDER. Where's Simple, my man? Can you tel... |
| 69915 | EVANS. Peace, I pray you. Now let us underst... |
| 69916 | three umpires in this matter, as I underst... |
| 69917 | Master Page, fidelicet Master Page; and th... |
| 69918 | fidelicet myself; and the three party is, ... |
| 69919 | finally, mine host of the Garter. |
| 69920 | PAGE. We three to hear it and end it between... |
| 69921 | EVANS. Fery goot. I will make a prief of it ... |
| 69922 | and we will afterwards ork upon the cause ... |
| 69923 | discreetly as we can. |
| 69924 | FALSTAFF. Pistol! |
| 69925 | PISTOL. He hears with ears. |
| 69926 | EVANS. The tevil and his tam! What phrase is... |
| 69927 | with ear'? Why, it is affectations. |
| 69928 | FALSTAFF. Pistol, did you pick Master Slende... |
| 69929 | SLENDER. Ay, by these gloves, did he-or I wo... |
| 69930 | never come in mine own great chamber again... |
| 69931 | seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Ed... |
| 69932 | shovel-boards that cost me two shilling an... |
| 69933 | of Yead Miller, by these gloves. |
| 69934 | FALSTAFF. Is this true, Pistol? |
| 69935 | EVANS. No, it is false, if it is a pick-purse. |
| 69936 | PISTOL. Ha, thou mountain-foreigner! Sir Joh... |
| 69937 | mine, |
| 69938 | I combat challenge of this latten bilbo. |
| 69939 | Word of denial in thy labras here! |
| 69940 | Word of denial! Froth and scum, thou liest. |
| 69941 | SLENDER. By these gloves, then, 'twas he. |
| 69942 | NYM. Be avis'd, sir, and pass good humours; ... |
| 69943 | 'marry trap' with you, if you run the nuth... |
| 69944 | me; that is the very note of it. |
| 69945 | SLENDER. By this hat, then, he in the red fa... |
| 69946 | though I cannot remember what I did when y... |
| 69947 | drunk, yet I am not altogether an ass. |
| 69948 | FALSTAFF. What say you, Scarlet and John? |
| 69949 | BARDOLPH. Why, sir, for my part, I say the g... |
| 69950 | drunk himself out of his five sentences. |
| 69951 | EVANS. It is his five senses; fie, what the ... |
| 69952 | BARDOLPH. And being fap, sir, was, as they s... |
| 69953 | and so conclusions pass'd the careers. |
| 69954 | SLENDER. Ay, you spake in Latin then too; bu... |
| 69955 | I'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again, b... |
| 69956 | civil, godly company, for this trick. If I... |
| 69957 | drunk with those that have the fear of God... |
| 69958 | drunken knaves. |
| 69959 | EVANS. So Got udge me, that is a virtuous mind. |
| 69960 | FALSTAFF. You hear all these matters deni'd,... |
| 69961 | hear it. |
| 69962 | Enter MISTRESS ANNE PAGE with wine; ... |
| 69963 | FORD and MISTRESS PAGE, following |
| 69964 | PAGE. Nay, daughter, carry the wine in; we'l... |
| 69965 | ... |
| 69966 | SLENDER. O heaven! this is Mistress Anne Page. |
| 69967 | PAGE. How now, Mistress Ford! |
| 69968 | FALSTAFF. Mistress Ford, by my troth, you ar... |
| 69969 | met; by your leave, good mistress. ... |
| 69970 | PAGE. Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome. Com... |
| 69971 | hot venison pasty to dinner; come, gentlem... |
| 69972 | shall drink down all unkindness. |
| 69973 | Exeunt all but SHALLOW, ... |
| 69974 | SLENDER. I had rather than forty shillings I... |
| 69975 | Songs and Sonnets here. |
| 69976 | Enter SIMPLE |
| 69977 | How, Simple! Where have you been? I must w... |
| 69978 | myself, must I? You have not the Book of R... |
| 69979 | have you? |
| 69980 | SIMPLE. Book of Riddles! Why, did you not le... |
| 69981 | Shortcake upon Allhallowmas last, a fortni... |
| 69982 | Michaelmas? |
| 69983 | SHALLOW. Come, coz; come, coz; we stay for y... |
| 69984 | with you, coz; marry, this, coz: there is,... |
| 69985 | tender, a kind of tender, made afar off by... |
| 69986 | you understand me? |
| 69987 | SLENDER. Ay, sir, you shall find me reasonab... |
| 69988 | shall do that that is reason. |
| 69989 | SHALLOW. Nay, but understand me. |
| 69990 | SLENDER. So I do, sir. |
| 69991 | EVANS. Give ear to his motions: Master Slend... |
| 69992 | description the matter to you, if you be c... |
| 69993 | SLENDER. Nay, I will do as my cousin Shallow... |
| 69994 | you pardon me; he's a justice of peace in ... |
| 69995 | simple though I stand here. |
| 69996 | EVANS. But that is not the question. The que... |
| 69997 | concerning your marriage. |
| 69998 | SHALLOW. Ay, there's the point, sir. |
| 69999 | EVANS. Marry is it; the very point of it; to... |
| 70000 | Page. |
| 70001 | SLENDER. Why, if it be so, I will marry her ... |
| 70002 | reasonable demands. |
| 70003 | EVANS. But can you affection the oman? Let u... |
| 70004 | know that of your mouth or of your lips; f... |
| 70005 | hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth.... |
| 70006 | precisely, can you carry your good will to... |
| 70007 | SHALLOW. Cousin Abraham Slender, can you lov... |
| 70008 | SLENDER. I hope, sir, I will do as it shall ... |
| 70009 | would do reason. |
| 70010 | EVANS. Nay, Got's lords and his ladies! you ... |
| 70011 | if you can carry her your desires towards ... |
| 70012 | SHALLOW. That you must. Will you, upon good ... |
| 70013 | marry her? |
| 70014 | SLENDER. I will do a greater thing than that... |
| 70015 | cousin, in any reason. |
| 70016 | SHALLOW. Nay, conceive me, conceive me, swee... |
| 70017 | I do is to pleasure you, coz. Can you love... |
| 70018 | SLENDER. I will marry her, sir, at your requ... |
| 70019 | be no great love in the beginning, yet hea... |
| 70020 | it upon better acquaintance, when we are m... |
| 70021 | have more occasion to know one another. I ... |
| 70022 | familiarity will grow more contempt. But i... |
| 70023 | 'marry her,' I will marry her; that I am f... |
| 70024 | and dissolutely. |
| 70025 | EVANS. It is a fery discretion answer, save ... |
| 70026 | ord 'dissolutely': the ort is, according t... |
| 70027 | 'resolutely'; his meaning is good. |
| 70028 | SHALLOW. Ay, I think my cousin meant well. |
| 70029 | SLENDER. Ay, or else I would I might be hang... |
| 70030 | Re-enter ANNE PAGE |
| 70031 | SHALLOW. Here comes fair Mistress Anne. Woul... |
| 70032 | young for your sake, Mistress Anne! |
| 70033 | ANNE. The dinner is on the table; my father ... |
| 70034 | worships' company. |
| 70035 | SHALLOW. I will wait on him, fair Mistress A... |
| 70036 | EVANS. Od's plessed will! I will not be abse... |
| 70037 | Exeunt... |
| 70038 | ANNE. Will't please your worship to come in,... |
| 70039 | SLENDER. No, I thank you, forsooth, heartily... |
| 70040 | well. |
| 70041 | ANNE. The dinner attends you, sir. |
| 70042 | SLENDER. I am not a-hungry, I thank you, for... |
| 70043 | sirrah, for all you are my man, go wait up... |
| 70044 | Shallow. [Exit SIMPLE] A justice of peace ... |
| 70045 | be beholding to his friend for a man. I ke... |
| 70046 | and a boy yet, till my mother be dead. But... |
| 70047 | Yet I live like a poor gentleman born. |
| 70048 | ANNE. I may not go in without your worship; ... |
| 70049 | sit till you come. |
| 70050 | SLENDER. I' faith, I'll eat nothing; I thank... |
| 70051 | though I did. |
| 70052 | ANNE. I pray you, sir, walk in. |
| 70053 | SLENDER. I had rather walk here, I thank you... |
| 70054 | shin th' other day with playing at sword a... |
| 70055 | a master of fence-three veneys for a dish ... |
| 70056 | -and, I with my ward defending my head, he... |
| 70057 | and, by my troth, I cannot abide the smell... |
| 70058 | since. Why do your dogs bark so? Be there ... |
| 70059 | town? |
| 70060 | ANNE. I think there are, sir; I heard them t... |
| 70061 | SLENDER. I love the sport well; but I shall ... |
| 70062 | it as any man in England. You are afraid, ... |
| 70063 | bear loose, are you not? |
| 70064 | ANNE. Ay, indeed, sir. |
| 70065 | SLENDER. That's meat and drink to me now. I ... |
| 70066 | Sackerson loose twenty times, and have tak... |
| 70067 | chain; but I warrant you, the women have s... |
| 70068 | shriek'd at it that it pass'd; but women, ... |
| 70069 | abide 'em; they are very ill-favour'd roug... |
| 70070 | Re-enter PAGE |
| 70071 | PAGE. Come, gentle Master Slender, come; we ... |
| 70072 | SLENDER. I'll eat nothing, I thank you, sir. |
| 70073 | PAGE. By cock and pie, you shall not choose,... |
| 70074 | come. |
| 70075 | SLENDER. Nay, pray you lead the way. |
| 70076 | PAGE. Come on, sir. |
| 70077 | SLENDER. Mistress Anne, yourself shall go fi... |
| 70078 | ANNE. Not I, sir; pray you keep on. |
| 70079 | SLENDER. Truly, I will not go first; truly, ... |
| 70080 | you that wrong. |
| 70081 | ANNE. I pray you, sir. |
| 70082 | SLENDER. I'll rather be unmannerly than trou... |
| 70083 | do yourself wrong indeed, la! ... |
| 70084 | SCENE 2. |
| 70085 | Before PAGE'S house |
| 70086 | Enter SIR HUGH EVANS and SIMPLE |
| 70087 | EVANS. Go your ways, and ask of Doctor Caius... |
| 70088 | is the way; and there dwells one Mistress ... |
| 70089 | is in the manner of his nurse, or his dry ... |
| 70090 | or his laundry, his washer, and his wringer. |
| 70091 | SIMPLE. Well, sir. |
| 70092 | EVANS. Nay, it is petter yet. Give her this ... |
| 70093 | oman that altogether's acquaintance with M... |
| 70094 | Page; and the letter is to desire and requ... |
| 70095 | your master's desires to Mistress Anne Pag... |
| 70096 | be gone. I will make an end of my dinner; ... |
| 70097 | and cheese to come. ... |
| 70098 | SCENE 3. |
| 70099 | The Garter Inn |
| 70100 | Enter FALSTAFF, HOST, BARDOLPH, NYM, PISTOL, a... |
| 70101 | FALSTAFF. Mine host of the Garter! |
| 70102 | HOST. What says my bully rook? Speak scholar... |
| 70103 | wisely. |
| 70104 | FALSTAFF. Truly, mine host, I must turn away... |
| 70105 | followers. |
| 70106 | HOST. Discard, bully Hercules; cashier; let ... |
| 70107 | trot. |
| 70108 | FALSTAFF. I sit at ten pounds a week. |
| 70109 | HOST. Thou'rt an emperor-Caesar, Keiser, and... |
| 70110 | will entertain Bardolph; he shall draw, he... |
| 70111 | well, bully Hector? |
| 70112 | FALSTAFF. Do so, good mine host. |
| 70113 | HOST. I have spoke; let him follow. [To BAR... |
| 70114 | see thee froth and lime. I am at a word; f... |
| 70115 | FALSTAFF. Bardolph, follow him. A tapster is... |
| 70116 | an old cloak makes a new jerkin; a wither'... |
| 70117 | fresh tapster. Go; adieu. |
| 70118 | BARDOLPH. It is a life that I have desir'd; ... |
| 70119 | PISTOL. O base Hungarian wight! Wilt thou th... |
| 70120 | wield? ... |
| 70121 | NYM. He was gotten in drink. Is not the humo... |
| 70122 | FALSTAFF. I am glad I am so acquit of this t... |
| 70123 | thefts were too open; his filching was lik... |
| 70124 | singer-he kept not time. |
| 70125 | NYM. The good humour is to steal at a minute... |
| 70126 | PISTOL. 'Convey' the wise it call. 'Steal' f... |
| 70127 | phrase! |
| 70128 | FALSTAFF. Well, sirs, I am almost out at heels. |
| 70129 | PISTOL. Why, then, let kibes ensue. |
| 70130 | FALSTAFF. There is no remedy; I must cony-ca... |
| 70131 | shift. |
| 70132 | PISTOL. Young ravens must have food. |
| 70133 | FALSTAFF. Which of you know Ford of this town? |
| 70134 | PISTOL. I ken the wight; he is of substance ... |
| 70135 | FALSTAFF. My honest lads, I will tell you wh... |
| 70136 | PISTOL. Two yards, and more. |
| 70137 | FALSTAFF. No quips now, Pistol. Indeed, I am... |
| 70138 | two yards about; but I am now about no was... |
| 70139 | thrift. Briefly, I do mean to make love to... |
| 70140 | spy entertainment in her; she discourses, ... |
| 70141 | gives the leer of invitation; I can constr... |
| 70142 | familiar style; and the hardest voice of h... |
| 70143 | English'd rightly, is 'I am Sir John Falst... |
| 70144 | PISTOL. He hath studied her well, and tran... |
| 70145 | of honesty into English. |
| 70146 | NYM. The anchor is deep; will that humour pass? |
| 70147 | FALSTAFF. Now, the report goes she has all t... |
| 70148 | husband's purse; he hath a legion of angels. |
| 70149 | PISTOL. As many devils entertain; and 'To he... |
| 70150 | NYM. The humour rises; it is good; humour me... |
| 70151 | FALSTAFF. I have writ me here a letter to he... |
| 70152 | another to Page's wife, who even now gave ... |
| 70153 | too, examin'd my parts with most judicious... |
| 70154 | sometimes the beam of her view gilded my f... |
| 70155 | portly belly. |
| 70156 | PISTOL. Then did the sun on dunghill shine. |
| 70157 | NYM. I thank thee for that humour. |
| 70158 | FALSTAFF. O, she did so course o'er my exter... |
| 70159 | a greedy intention that the appetite of he... |
| 70160 | scorch me up like a burning-glass! Here's ... |
| 70161 | her. She bears the purse too; she is a reg... |
| 70162 | gold and bounty. I will be cheaters to the... |
| 70163 | shall be exchequers to me; they shall be m... |
| 70164 | Indies, and I will trade to them both. Go,... |
| 70165 | letter to Mistress Page; and thou this to ... |
| 70166 | will thrive, lads, we will thrive. |
| 70167 | PISTOL. Shall I Sir Pandarus of Troy become, |
| 70168 | And by my side wear steel? Then Lucifer ta... |
| 70169 | NYM. I will run no base humour. Here, take the |
| 70170 | humour-letter; I will keep the haviour of ... |
| 70171 | FALSTAFF. [To ROBIN] Hold, sirrah; bear yo... |
| 70172 | tightly; |
| 70173 | Sail like my pinnace to these golden shores. |
| 70174 | Rogues, hence, avaunt! vanish like hailsto... |
| 70175 | Trudge, plod away i' th' hoof; seek shelte... |
| 70176 | Falstaff will learn the humour of the age; |
| 70177 | French thrift, you rogues; myself, and ski... |
| 70178 | Exeunt ... |
| 70179 | PISTOL. Let vultures gripe thy guts! for gou... |
| 70180 | holds, |
| 70181 | And high and low beguiles the rich and poor; |
| 70182 | Tester I'll have in pouch when thou shalt ... |
| 70183 | Base Phrygian Turk! |
| 70184 | NYM. I have operations in my head which be h... |
| 70185 | revenge. |
| 70186 | PISTOL. Wilt thou revenge? |
| 70187 | NYM. By welkin and her star! |
| 70188 | PISTOL. With wit or steel? |
| 70189 | NYM. With both the humours, I. |
| 70190 | I will discuss the humour of this love to ... |
| 70191 | PISTOL. And I to Ford shall eke unfold |
| 70192 | How Falstaff, varlet vile, |
| 70193 | His dove will prove, his gold will hold, |
| 70194 | And his soft couch defile. |
| 70195 | NYM. My humour shall not cool; I will incens... |
| 70196 | with poison; I will possess him with yello... |
| 70197 | revolt of mine is dangerous. That is my tr... |
| 70198 | PISTOL. Thou art the Mars of malcontents; I ... |
| 70199 | troop on. ... |
| 70200 | SCENE 4. |
| 70201 | DOCTOR CAIUS'S house |
| 70202 | Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY, SIMPLE, and RUGBY |
| 70203 | QUICKLY. What, John Rugby! I pray thee go to... |
| 70204 | and see if you can see my master, Master D... |
| 70205 | Caius, coming. If he do, i' faith, and fin... |
| 70206 | house, here will be an old abusing of God'... |
| 70207 | the King's English. |
| 70208 | RUGBY. I'll go watch. |
| 70209 | QUICKLY. Go; and we'll have a posset for't s... |
| 70210 | faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal fir... |
| 70211 | honest, willing, kind fellow, as ever serv... |
| 70212 | house withal; and, I warrant you, no tell-... |
| 70213 | breed-bate; his worst fault is that he is ... |
| 70214 | something peevish that way; but nobody but... |
| 70215 | but let that pass. Peter Simple you say yo... |
| 70216 | SIMPLE. Ay, for fault of a better. |
| 70217 | QUICKLY. And Master Slender's your master? |
| 70218 | SIMPLE. Ay, forsooth. |
| 70219 | QUICKLY. Does he not wear a great round bear... |
| 70220 | glover's paring-knife? |
| 70221 | SIMPLE. No, forsooth; he hath but a little w... |
| 70222 | little yellow beard, a Cain-colour'd beard. |
| 70223 | QUICKLY. A softly-sprighted man, is he not? |
| 70224 | SIMPLE. Ay, forsooth; but he is as tall a ma... |
| 70225 | any is between this and his head; he hath ... |
| 70226 | warrener. |
| 70227 | QUICKLY. How say you? O, I should remember h... |
| 70228 | he not hold up his head, as it were, and s... |
| 70229 | SIMPLE. Yes, indeed, does he. |
| 70230 | QUICKLY. Well, heaven send Anne Page no wors... |
| 70231 | Tell Master Parson Evans I will do what I ... |
| 70232 | master. Anne is a good girl, and I wish- |
| 70233 | Re-enter RUGBY |
| 70234 | RUGBY. Out, alas! here comes my master. |
| 70235 | QUICKLY. We shall all be shent. Run in here,... |
| 70236 | man; go into this closet. [Shuts SIMPLE i... |
| 70237 | will not stay long. What, John Rugby! John... |
| 70238 | I say! Go, John, go inquire for my master;... |
| 70239 | not well that he comes not home. [Singing] |
| 70240 | And down, down, adown-a, etc. |
| 70241 | Enter DOCTOR CAIUS |
| 70242 | CAIUS. Vat is you sing? I do not like des to... |
| 70243 | and vetch me in my closet un boitier vert-... |
| 70244 | box. Do intend vat I speak? A green-a box. |
| 70245 | QUICKLY. Ay, forsooth, I'll fetch it you. [... |
| 70246 | he went not in himself; if he had found th... |
| 70247 | he would have been horn-mad. |
| 70248 | CAIUS. Fe, fe, fe fe! ma foi, il fait fort c... |
| 70249 | la cour-la grande affaire. |
| 70250 | QUICKLY. Is it this, sir? |
| 70251 | CAIUS. Oui; mette le au mon pocket: depeche,... |
| 70252 | is dat knave, Rugby? |
| 70253 | QUICKLY. What, John Rugby? John! |
| 70254 | RUGBY. Here, sir. |
| 70255 | CAIUS. You are John Rugby, and you are Jack ... |
| 70256 | Come, take-a your rapier, and come after m... |
| 70257 | court. |
| 70258 | RUGBY. 'Tis ready, sir, here in the porch. |
| 70259 | CAIUS. By my trot, I tarry too long. Od's ... |
| 70260 | Dere is some simples in my closet dat I vi... |
| 70261 | varld I shall leave behind. |
| 70262 | QUICKLY. Ay me, he'll find the young man the... |
| 70263 | mad! |
| 70264 | CAIUS. O diable, diable! vat is in my closet... |
| 70265 | [Pulling SIMPLE out] Rugby, my rapier! |
| 70266 | QUICKLY. Good master, be content. |
| 70267 | CAIUS. Wherefore shall I be content-a? |
| 70268 | QUICKLY. The young man is an honest man. |
| 70269 | CAIUS. What shall de honest man do in my clo... |
| 70270 | no honest man dat shall come in my closet. |
| 70271 | QUICKLY. I beseech you, be not so phlegmatic... |
| 70272 | truth of it. He came of an errand to me fr... |
| 70273 | CAIUS. Vell? |
| 70274 | SIMPLE. Ay, forsooth, to desire her to- |
| 70275 | QUICKLY. Peace, I pray you. |
| 70276 | CAIUS. Peace-a your tongue. Speak-a your tale. |
| 70277 | SIMPLE. To desire this honest gentlewoman, y... |
| 70278 | speak a good word to Mistress Anne Page fo... |
| 70279 | in the way of marriage. |
| 70280 | QUICKLY. This is all, indeed, la! but I'll n... |
| 70281 | in the fire, and need not. |
| 70282 | CAIUS. Sir Hugh send-a you? Rugby, baillez m... |
| 70283 | Tarry you a little-a-while. ... |
| 70284 | QUICKLY. [Aside to SIMPLE] I am glad he is... |
| 70285 | had been throughly moved, you should have ... |
| 70286 | so loud and so melancholy. But notwithstan... |
| 70287 | do you your master what good I can; and th... |
| 70288 | the no is, the French doctor, my master-I ... |
| 70289 | my master, look you, for I keep his house;... |
| 70290 | wring, brew, bake, scour, dress meat and d... |
| 70291 | beds, and do all myself- |
| 70292 | SIMPLE. [Aside to QUICKLY] 'Tis a great ch... |
| 70293 | under one body's hand. |
| 70294 | QUICKLY. [Aside to SIMPLE] Are you avis'd ... |
| 70295 | shall find it a great charge; and to be up... |
| 70296 | late; but notwithstanding-to tell you in y... |
| 70297 | have no words of it-my master himself is i... |
| 70298 | Mistress Anne Page; but notwithstanding th... |
| 70299 | Anne's mind-that's neither here nor there. |
| 70300 | CAIUS. You jack'nape; give-a this letter to ... |
| 70301 | it is a shallenge; I will cut his troat in... |
| 70302 | teach a scurvy jack-a-nape priest to meddl... |
| 70303 | may be gone; it is not good you tarry here... |
| 70304 | cut all his two stones; by gar, he shall n... |
| 70305 | to throw at his dog. ... |
| 70306 | QUICKLY. Alas, he speaks but for his friend. |
| 70307 | CAIUS. It is no matter-a ver dat. Do not you... |
| 70308 | shall have Anne Page for myself? By gar, I... |
| 70309 | priest; and I have appointed mine host of ... |
| 70310 | measure our weapon. By gar, I will myself ... |
| 70311 | Page. |
| 70312 | QUICKLY. Sir, the maid loves you, and all sh... |
| 70313 | must give folks leave to prate. What the g... |
| 70314 | CAIUS. Rugby, come to the court with me. By ... |
| 70315 | not Anne Page, I shall turn your head out ... |
| 70316 | Follow my heels, Rugby. Exeu... |
| 70317 | QUICKLY. You shall have-An fool's-head of yo... |
| 70318 | I know Anne's mind for that; never a woman... |
| 70319 | knows more of Anne's mind than I do; nor c... |
| 70320 | than I do with her, I thank heaven. |
| 70321 | FENTON. [Within] Who's within there? ho! |
| 70322 | QUICKLY. Who's there, I trow? Come near the ... |
| 70323 | you. |
| 70324 | Enter FENTON |
| 70325 | FENTON. How now, good woman, how dost thou? |
| 70326 | QUICKLY. The better that it pleases your goo... |
| 70327 | ask. |
| 70328 | FENTON. What news? How does pretty Mistress ... |
| 70329 | QUICKLY. In truth, sir, and she is pretty, a... |
| 70330 | gentle; and one that is your friend, I can... |
| 70331 | the way; I praise heaven for it. |
| 70332 | FENTON. Shall I do any good, think'st thou? ... |
| 70333 | my suit? |
| 70334 | QUICKLY. Troth, sir, all is in His hands abo... |
| 70335 | notwithstanding, Master Fenton, I'll be sw... |
| 70336 | she loves you. Have not your worship a war... |
| 70337 | FENTON. Yes, marry, have I; what of that? |
| 70338 | QUICKLY. Well, thereby hangs a tale; good fa... |
| 70339 | another Nan; but, I detest, an honest maid... |
| 70340 | bread. We had an hour's talk of that wart;... |
| 70341 | laugh but in that maid's company! But, ind... |
| 70342 | given too much to allicholy and musing; bu... |
| 70343 | go to. |
| 70344 | FENTON. Well, I shall see her to-day. Hold, ... |
| 70345 | for thee; let me have thy voice in my beha... |
| 70346 | her before me, commend me. |
| 70347 | QUICKLY. Will I? I' faith, that we will; and... |
| 70348 | worship more of the wart the next time we ... |
| 70349 | and of other wooers. |
| 70350 | FENTON. Well, farewell; I am in great haste ... |
| 70351 | QUICKLY. Farewell to your worship. [Exit FE... |
| 70352 | an honest gentleman; but Anne loves him no... |
| 70353 | Anne's mind as well as another does. Out u... |
| 70354 | have I forgot? ... |
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| 70363 | ACT II. SCENE 1. |
| 70364 | Before PAGE'S house |
| 70365 | Enter MISTRESS PAGE, with a letter |
| 70366 | MRS. PAGE. What! have I scap'd love-letters ... |
| 70367 | of my beauty, and am I now a subject for t... |
| 70368 | me see. ... |
| 70369 | 'Ask me no reason why I love you; for thou... |
| 70370 | Reason for his precisian, he admits him no... |
| 70371 | You are not young, no more am I; go to, th... |
| 70372 | sympathy. You are merry, so am I; ha! ha! ... |
| 70373 | more sympathy. You love sack, and so do I;... |
| 70374 | desire better sympathy? Let it suffice the... |
| 70375 | at the least, if the love of soldier can s... |
| 70376 | thee. I will not say, Pity me: 'tis not a ... |
| 70377 | but I say, Love me. By me, |
| 70378 | Thine own true knight, |
| 70379 | By day or night, |
| 70380 | Or any kind of light, |
| 70381 | With all his might, |
| 70382 | For thee to fight, |
| 70383 | JOHN FALSTAFF.' |
| 70384 | What a Herod of Jewry is this! O wicked, w... |
| 70385 | One that is well-nigh worn to pieces with ... |
| 70386 | himself a young gallant! What an unweighed... |
| 70387 | hath this Flemish drunkard pick'd-with the... |
| 70388 | -out of my conversation, that he dares in ... |
| 70389 | assay me? Why, he hath not been thrice in ... |
| 70390 | What should I say to him? I was then fruga... |
| 70391 | Heaven forgive me! Why, I'll exhibit a bil... |
| 70392 | for the putting down of men. How shall I be |
| 70393 | reveng'd on him? for reveng'd I will be, a... |
| 70394 | are made of puddings. |
| 70395 | Enter MISTRESS FORD |
| 70396 | MRS. FORD. Mistress Page! trust me, I was go... |
| 70397 | house. |
| 70398 | MRS. PAGE. And, trust me, I was coming to yo... |
| 70399 | very ill. |
| 70400 | MRS. FORD. Nay, I'll ne'er believe that; I h... |
| 70401 | the contrary. |
| 70402 | MRS. PAGE. Faith, but you do, in my mind. |
| 70403 | MRS. FORD. Well, I do, then; yet, I say, I c... |
| 70404 | the contrary. O Mistress Page, give me som... |
| 70405 | MRS. PAGE. What's the matter, woman? |
| 70406 | MRS. FORD. O woman, if it were not for one t... |
| 70407 | I could come to such honour! |
| 70408 | MRS. PAGE. Hang the trifle, woman; take the ... |
| 70409 | is it? Dispense with trifles; what is it? |
| 70410 | MRS. FORD. If I would but go to hell for an ... |
| 70411 | or so, I could be knighted. |
| 70412 | MRS. PAGE. What? Thou liest. Sir Alice Ford!... |
| 70413 | will hack; and so thou shouldst not alter ... |
| 70414 | gentry. |
| 70415 | MRS. FORD. We burn daylight. Here, read, rea... |
| 70416 | how I might be knighted. I shall think the... |
| 70417 | men as long as I have an eye to make diffe... |
| 70418 | liking. And yet he would not swear; prais'... |
| 70419 | modesty, and gave such orderly and well-be... |
| 70420 | to all uncomeliness that I would have swor... |
| 70421 | would have gone to the truth of his words;... |
| 70422 | more adhere and keep place together than t... |
| 70423 | Psalm to the tune of 'Greensleeves.' What ... |
| 70424 | threw this whale, with so many tuns of oil... |
| 70425 | ashore at Windsor? How shall I be revenged... |
| 70426 | think the best way were to entertain him w... |
| 70427 | the wicked fire of lust have melted him in... |
| 70428 | Did you ever hear the like? |
| 70429 | MRS. PAGE. Letter for letter, but that the n... |
| 70430 | Ford differs. To thy great comfort in this... |
| 70431 | opinions, here's the twin-brother of thy l... |
| 70432 | inherit first, for, I protest, mine never ... |
| 70433 | hath a thousand of these letters, writ wit... |
| 70434 | different names-sure, more!-and these are ... |
| 70435 | edition. He will print them, out of doubt;... |
| 70436 | what he puts into the press when he would ... |
| 70437 | had rather be a giantess and lie under Mou... |
| 70438 | I will find you twenty lascivious turtles ... |
| 70439 | man. |
| 70440 | MRS. FORD. Why, this is the very same; the v... |
| 70441 | very words. What doth he think of us? |
| 70442 | MRS. PAGE. Nay, I know not; it makes me almo... |
| 70443 | wrangle with mine own honesty. I'll entert... |
| 70444 | one that I am not acquainted withal; for, ... |
| 70445 | know some strain in me that I know not mys... |
| 70446 | never have boarded me in this fury. |
| 70447 | MRS. FORD. 'Boarding' call you it? I'll be s... |
| 70448 | above deck. |
| 70449 | MRS. PAGE. So will I; if he come under my ha... |
| 70450 | to sea again. Let's be reveng'd on him; le... |
| 70451 | meeting, give him a show of comfort in his... |
| 70452 | him on with a fine-baited delay, till he h... |
| 70453 | horses to mine host of the Garter. |
| 70454 | MRS. FORD. Nay, I will consent to act any vi... |
| 70455 | him that may not sully the chariness of ou... |
| 70456 | that my husband saw this letter! It would ... |
| 70457 | to his jealousy. |
| 70458 | MRS. PAGE. Why, look where he comes; and my ... |
| 70459 | too; he's as far from jealousy as I am fro... |
| 70460 | cause; and that, I hope, is an unmeasurabl... |
| 70461 | MRS. FORD. You are the happier woman. |
| 70462 | MRS. PAGE. Let's consult together against th... |
| 70463 | Come hither. ... |
| 70464 | Enter FORD with PISTOL, and PAGE wi... |
| 70465 | FORD. Well, I hope it be not so. |
| 70466 | PISTOL. Hope is a curtal dog in some affairs. |
| 70467 | Sir John affects thy wife. |
| 70468 | FORD. Why, sir, my wife is not young. |
| 70469 | PISTOL. He woos both high and low, both rich... |
| 70470 | Both young and old, one with another, Ford; |
| 70471 | He loves the gallimaufry. Ford, perpend. |
| 70472 | FORD. Love my wife! |
| 70473 | PISTOL. With liver burning hot. Prevent, or ... |
| 70474 | Like Sir Actaeon he, with Ringwood at thy ... |
| 70475 | O, odious is the name! |
| 70476 | FORD. What name, sir? |
| 70477 | PISTOL. The horn, I say. Farewell. |
| 70478 | Take heed, have open eye, for thieves do f... |
| 70479 | Take heed, ere summer comes, or cuckoo bir... |
| 70480 | Away, Sir Corporal Nym. |
| 70481 | Believe it, Page; he speaks sense. ... |
| 70482 | FORD. [Aside] I will be patient; I will fi... |
| 70483 | NYM. [To PAGE] And this is true; I like no... |
| 70484 | lying. He hath wronged me in some humours;... |
| 70485 | have borne the humour'd letter to her; but... |
| 70486 | and it shall bite upon my necessity. He lo... |
| 70487 | there's the short and the long. |
| 70488 | My name is Corporal Nym; I speak, and I av... |
| 70489 | 'Tis true. My name is Nym, and Falstaff lo... |
| 70490 | Adieu! I love not the humour of bread and ... |
| 70491 | there's the humour of it. Adieu. ... |
| 70492 | PAGE. 'The humour of it,' quoth 'a! Here's a... |
| 70493 | English out of his wits. |
| 70494 | FORD. I will seek out Falstaff. |
| 70495 | PAGE. I never heard such a drawling, affecti... |
| 70496 | FORD. If I do find it-well. |
| 70497 | PAGE. I will not believe such a Cataian thou... |
| 70498 | th' town commended him for a true man. |
| 70499 | FORD. 'Twas a good sensible fellow. Well. |
| 70500 | MISTRESS PAGE and MISTRESS FORD c... |
| 70501 | PAGE. How now, Meg! |
| 70502 | MRS. PAGE. Whither go you, George? Hark you. |
| 70503 | MRS. FORD. How now, sweet Frank, why art tho... |
| 70504 | FORD. I melancholy! I am not melancholy. Get... |
| 70505 | go. |
| 70506 | MRS. FORD. Faith, thou hast some crotchets i... |
| 70507 | Will you go, Mistress Page? |
| 70508 | Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY |
| 70509 | MRS. PAGE. Have with you. You'll come to din... |
| 70510 | [Aside to MRS. FORD] Look who comes yonde... |
| 70511 | be our messenger to this paltry knight. |
| 70512 | MRS. FORD. [Aside to MRS. PAGE] Trust me, ... |
| 70513 | her; she'll fit it. |
| 70514 | MRS. PAGE. You are come to see my daughter A... |
| 70515 | QUICKLY. Ay, forsooth; and, I pray, how does... |
| 70516 | MRS. PAGE. Go in with us and see; we have an... |
| 70517 | with you. Exeunt MISTRESS PAGE, ... |
| 70518 | ... |
| 70519 | PAGE. How now, Master Ford! |
| 70520 | FORD. You heard what this knave told me, did... |
| 70521 | PAGE. Yes; and you heard what the other told... |
| 70522 | FORD. Do you think there is truth in them? |
| 70523 | PAGE. Hang 'em, slaves! I do not think the k... |
| 70524 | but these that accuse him in his intent to... |
| 70525 | wives are a yoke of his discarded men; ver... |
| 70526 | they be out of service. |
| 70527 | FORD. Were they his men? |
| 70528 | PAGE. Marry, were they. |
| 70529 | FORD. I like it never the better for that. D... |
| 70530 | Garter? |
| 70531 | PAGE. Ay, marry, does he. If he should inten... |
| 70532 | toward my wife, I would turn her loose to ... |
| 70533 | he gets more of her than sharp words, let ... |
| 70534 | FORD. I do not misdoubt my wife; but I would... |
| 70535 | turn them together. A man may be too confi... |
| 70536 | have nothing lie on my head. I cannot be t... |
| 70537 | Enter HOST |
| 70538 | PAGE. Look where my ranting host of the Gart... |
| 70539 | There is either liquor in his pate or mone... |
| 70540 | when he looks so merrily. How now, mine host! |
| 70541 | HOST. How now, bully rook! Thou'rt a gentlem... |
| 70542 | SHALLOW following] Cavaleiro Justice, I say. |
| 70543 | Enter SHALLOW |
| 70544 | SHALLOW. I follow, mine host, I follow. Good... |
| 70545 | twenty, good Master Page! Master Page, wil... |
| 70546 | us? We have sport in hand. |
| 70547 | HOST. Tell him, Cavaleiro Justice; tell him,... |
| 70548 | SHALLOW. Sir, there is a fray to be fought b... |
| 70549 | the Welsh priest and Caius the French doct... |
| 70550 | FORD. Good mine host o' th' Garter, a word w... |
| 70551 | HOST. What say'st thou, my bully rook? ... |
| 70552 | SHALLOW. [To PAGE] Will you go with us to b... |
| 70553 | merry host hath had the measuring of their... |
| 70554 | I think, hath appointed them contrary plac... |
| 70555 | me, I hear the parson is no jester. Hark, ... |
| 70556 | what our sport shall be. [Th... |
| 70557 | HOST. Hast thou no suit against my knight, m... |
| 70558 | FORD. None, I protest; but I'll give you a p... |
| 70559 | sack to give me recourse to him, and tell ... |
| 70560 | Brook-only for a jest. |
| 70561 | HOST. My hand, bully; thou shalt have egress... |
| 70562 | said I well?-and thy name shall be Brook. ... |
| 70563 | knight. Will you go, Mynheers? |
| 70564 | SHALLOW. Have with you, mine host. |
| 70565 | PAGE. I have heard the Frenchman hath good s... |
| 70566 | rapier. |
| 70567 | SHALLOW. Tut, sir, I could have told you mor... |
| 70568 | times you stand on distance, your passes, ... |
| 70569 | I know not what. 'Tis the heart, Master Pa... |
| 70570 | 'tis here. I have seen the time with my lo... |
| 70571 | have made you four tall fellows skip like ... |
| 70572 | HOST. Here, boys, here, here! Shall we wag? |
| 70573 | PAGE. Have with you. I had rather hear them ... |
| 70574 | fight. E... |
| 70575 | FORD. Though Page be a secure fool, and stan... |
| 70576 | his wife's frailty, yet I cannot put off m... |
| 70577 | easily. She was in his company at Page's h... |
| 70578 | they made there I know not. Well, I will l... |
| 70579 | 't, and I have a disguise to sound Falstaf... |
| 70580 | honest, I lose not my labour; if she be ot... |
| 70581 | well bestowed. ... |
| 70582 | SCENE 2. |
| 70583 | A room in the Garter Inn |
| 70584 | Enter FALSTAFF and PISTOL |
| 70585 | FALSTAFF. I will not lend thee a penny. |
| 70586 | PISTOL. I will retort the sum in equipage. |
| 70587 | FALSTAFF. Not a penny. |
| 70588 | PISTOL. Why, then the world's mine oyster. W... |
| 70589 | sword will open. |
| 70590 | FALSTAFF. Not a penny. I have been content, ... |
| 70591 | lay my countenance to pawn. I have grated ... |
| 70592 | friends for three reprieves for you and yo... |
| 70593 | Nym; or else you had look'd through the gr... |
| 70594 | geminy of baboons. I am damn'd in hell for... |
| 70595 | gentlemen my friends you were good soldier... |
| 70596 | and when Mistress Bridget lost the handle ... |
| 70597 | I took 't upon mine honour thou hadst it not. |
| 70598 | PISTOL. Didst not thou share? Hadst thou not... |
| 70599 | FALSTAFF. Reason, you rogue, reason. Think's... |
| 70600 | endanger my soul gratis? At a word, hang n... |
| 70601 | I am no gibbet for you. Go-a short knife a... |
| 70602 | to your manor of Pickt-hatch; go. You'll n... |
| 70603 | for me, you rogue! You stand upon your hon... |
| 70604 | thou unconfinable baseness, it is as much ... |
| 70605 | keep the terms of my honour precise. I, I,... |
| 70606 | sometimes, leaving the fear of God on the ... |
| 70607 | mine honour in my necessity, am fain to sh... |
| 70608 | and to lurch; and yet you, rogue, will ens... |
| 70609 | your cat-a-mountain looks, your red-lattic... |
| 70610 | your bold-beating oaths, under the shelter... |
| 70611 | You will not do it, you! |
| 70612 | PISTOL. I do relent; what would thou more of... |
| 70613 | Enter ROBIN |
| 70614 | ROBIN. Sir, here's a woman would speak with ... |
| 70615 | FALSTAFF. Let her approach. |
| 70616 | Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY |
| 70617 | QUICKLY. Give your worship good morrow. |
| 70618 | FALSTAFF. Good morrow, good wife. |
| 70619 | QUICKLY. Not so, an't please your worship. |
| 70620 | FALSTAFF. Good maid, then. |
| 70621 | QUICKLY. I'll be sworn; |
| 70622 | As my mother was, the first hour I was born. |
| 70623 | FALSTAFF. I do believe the swearer. What wit... |
| 70624 | QUICKLY. Shall I vouchsafe your worship a wo... |
| 70625 | FALSTAFF. Two thousand, fair woman; and I'll... |
| 70626 | thee the hearing. |
| 70627 | QUICKLY. There is one Mistress Ford, sir-I p... |
| 70628 | nearer this ways. I myself dwell with Mast... |
| 70629 | Caius. |
| 70630 | FALSTAFF. Well, on: Mistress Ford, you say- |
| 70631 | QUICKLY. Your worship says very true. I pray... |
| 70632 | come a little nearer this ways. |
| 70633 | FALSTAFF. I warrant thee nobody hears-mine o... |
| 70634 | mine own people. |
| 70635 | QUICKLY. Are they so? God bless them, and ma... |
| 70636 | servants! |
| 70637 | FALSTAFF. Well; Mistress Ford, what of her? |
| 70638 | QUICKLY. Why, sir, she's a good creature. Lo... |
| 70639 | worship's a wanton! Well, heaven forgive y... |
| 70640 | us, I pray. |
| 70641 | FALSTAFF. Mistress Ford; come, Mistress Ford- |
| 70642 | QUICKLY. Marry, this is the short and the lo... |
| 70643 | have brought her into such a canaries as '... |
| 70644 | The best courtier of them all, when the co... |
| 70645 | could never have brought her to such a can... |
| 70646 | there has been knights, and lords, and gen... |
| 70647 | their coaches; I warrant you, coach after ... |
| 70648 | letter, gift after gift; smelling so sweet... |
| 70649 | rushling, I warrant you, in silk and gold;... |
| 70650 | terms; and in such wine and sugar of the b... |
| 70651 | fairest, that would have won any woman's h... |
| 70652 | warrant you, they could never get an eye-w... |
| 70653 | I had myself twenty angels given me this m... |
| 70654 | defy all angels, in any such sort, as they... |
| 70655 | way of honesty; and, I warrant you, they c... |
| 70656 | her so much as sip on a cup with the proud... |
| 70657 | and yet there has been earls, nay, which i... |
| 70658 | pensioners; but, I warrant you, all is one... |
| 70659 | FALSTAFF. But what says she to me? Be brief,... |
| 70660 | Mercury. |
| 70661 | QUICKLY. Marry, she hath receiv'd your lette... |
| 70662 | which she thanks you a thousand times; and... |
| 70663 | to notify that her husband will be absence... |
| 70664 | between ten and eleven. |
| 70665 | FALSTAFF. Ten and eleven? |
| 70666 | QUICKLY. Ay, forsooth; and then you may come... |
| 70667 | the picture, she says, that you wot of. Ma... |
| 70668 | husband, will be from home. Alas, the swee... |
| 70669 | an ill life with him! He's a very jealousy... |
| 70670 | very frampold life with him, good heart. |
| 70671 | FALSTAFF. Ten and eleven. Woman, commend me ... |
| 70672 | will not fail her. |
| 70673 | QUICKLY. Why, you say well. But I have anoth... |
| 70674 | to your worship. Mistress Page hath her he... |
| 70675 | to you too; and let me tell you in your ea... |
| 70676 | fartuous a civil modest wife, and one, I t... |
| 70677 | not miss you morning nor evening prayer, a... |
| 70678 | Windsor, whoe'er be the other; and she bad... |
| 70679 | worship that her husband is seldom from ho... |
| 70680 | hopes there will come a time. I never knew... |
| 70681 | dote upon a man: surely I think you have c... |
| 70682 | in truth. |
| 70683 | FALSTAFF. Not I, I assure thee; setting the ... |
| 70684 | good parts aside, I have no other charms. |
| 70685 | QUICKLY. Blessing on your heart for 't! |
| 70686 | FALSTAFF. But, I pray thee, tell me this: ha... |
| 70687 | Page's wife acquainted each other how they... |
| 70688 | QUICKLY. That were a jest indeed! They have ... |
| 70689 | grace, I hope-that were a trick indeed! Bu... |
| 70690 | would desire you to send her your little p... |
| 70691 | Her husband has a marvellous infection to ... |
| 70692 | and truly Master Page is an honest man. Ne... |
| 70693 | Windsor leads a better life than she does;... |
| 70694 | say what she will, take all, pay all, go t... |
| 70695 | list, rise when she list, all is as she wi... |
| 70696 | deserves it; for if there be a kind woman ... |
| 70697 | is one. You must send her your page; no re... |
| 70698 | FALSTAFF. Why, I will. |
| 70699 | QUICKLY. Nay, but do so then; and, look you,... |
| 70700 | and go between you both; and in any case h... |
| 70701 | nay-word, that you may know one another's ... |
| 70702 | never need to understand any thing; for 't... |
| 70703 | children should know any wickedness. Old f... |
| 70704 | know, have discretion, as they say, and kn... |
| 70705 | FALSTAFF. Fare thee well; commend me to them... |
| 70706 | There's my purse; I am yet thy debtor. Boy... |
| 70707 | this woman. [Exeunt QUICKLY and ROBIN] T... |
| 70708 | distracts me. |
| 70709 | PISTOL. [Aside] This punk is one of Cupid'... |
| 70710 | Clap on more sails; pursue; up with your f... |
| 70711 | Give fire; she is my prize, or ocean whelm... |
| 70712 | FALSTAFF. Say'st thou so, old Jack; go thy w... |
| 70713 | more of thy old body than I have done. Wil... |
| 70714 | after thee? Wilt thou, after the expense o... |
| 70715 | be now a gainer? Good body, I thank thee. ... |
| 70716 | 'tis grossly done; so it be fairly done, n... |
| 70717 | Enter BARDOLPH |
| 70718 | BARDOLPH. Sir John, there's one Master Brook... |
| 70719 | fain speak with you, and be acquainted wit... |
| 70720 | sent your worship a moming's draught of sack. |
| 70721 | FALSTAFF. Brook is his name? |
| 70722 | BARDOLPH. Ay, sir. |
| 70723 | FALSTAFF. Call him in. [Exit BARDOLPH] Suc... |
| 70724 | welcome to me, that o'erflows such liquor.... |
| 70725 | Ford and Mistress Page, have I encompass'd... |
| 70726 | via! |
| 70727 | Re-enter BARDOLPH, with FORD dis... |
| 70728 | FORD. Bless you, sir! |
| 70729 | FALSTAFF. And you, sir! Would you speak with... |
| 70730 | FORD. I make bold to press with so little pr... |
| 70731 | you. |
| 70732 | FALSTAFF. You're welcome. What's your will? ... |
| 70733 | drawer. ... |
| 70734 | FORD. Sir, I am a gentleman that have spent ... |
| 70735 | is Brook. |
| 70736 | FALSTAFF. Good Master Brook, I desire more a... |
| 70737 | of you. |
| 70738 | FORD. Good Sir John, I sue for yours-not to ... |
| 70739 | must let you understand I think myself in ... |
| 70740 | a lender than you are; the which hath some... |
| 70741 | embold'ned me to this unseason'd intrusion... |
| 70742 | money go before, all ways do lie open. |
| 70743 | FALSTAFF. Money is a good soldier, sir, and ... |
| 70744 | FORD. Troth, and I have a bag of money here ... |
| 70745 | you will help to bear it, Sir John, take a... |
| 70746 | me of the carriage. |
| 70747 | FALSTAFF. Sir, I know not how I may deserve ... |
| 70748 | porter. |
| 70749 | FORD. I will tell you, sir, if you will give... |
| 70750 | FALSTAFF. Speak, good Master Brook; I shall ... |
| 70751 | your servant. |
| 70752 | FORD. Sir, I hear you are a scholar-I will b... |
| 70753 | -and you have been a man long known to me,... |
| 70754 | had never so good means as desire to make ... |
| 70755 | with you. I shall discover a thing to you,... |
| 70756 | I must very much lay open mine own imperfe... |
| 70757 | good Sir John, as you have one eye upon my... |
| 70758 | hear them unfolded, turn another into the ... |
| 70759 | own, that I may pass with a reproof the ea... |
| 70760 | yourself know how easy is it to be such an... |
| 70761 | FALSTAFF. Very well, sir; proceed. |
| 70762 | FORD. There is a gentlewoman in this town, h... |
| 70763 | name is Ford. |
| 70764 | FALSTAFF. Well, sir. |
| 70765 | FORD. I have long lov'd her, and, I protest ... |
| 70766 | much on her; followed her with a doting ob... |
| 70767 | engross'd opportunities to meet her; fee'd... |
| 70768 | that could but niggardly give me sight of ... |
| 70769 | only bought many presents to give her, but... |
| 70770 | largely to many to know what she would hav... |
| 70771 | briefly, I have pursu'd her as love hath p... |
| 70772 | hath been on the wing of all occasions. Bu... |
| 70773 | have merited, either in my mind or in my m... |
| 70774 | am sure, I have received none, unless expe... |
| 70775 | that I have purchased at an infinite rate,... |
| 70776 | taught me to say this: |
| 70777 | 'Love like a shadow flies when substance l... |
| 70778 | Pursuing that that flies, and flying what ... |
| 70779 | FALSTAFF. Have you receiv'd no promise of sa... |
| 70780 | her hands? |
| 70781 | FORD. Never. |
| 70782 | FALSTAFF. Have you importun'd her to such a ... |
| 70783 | FORD. Never. |
| 70784 | FALSTAFF. Of what quality was your love, t... |
| 70785 | FORD. Like a fair house built on another man... |
| 70786 | that I have lost my edifice by mistaking t... |
| 70787 | erected it. |
| 70788 | FALSTAFF. To what purpose have you unfolded ... |
| 70789 | FORD. When I have told you that, I have told... |
| 70790 | say that though she appear honest to me, y... |
| 70791 | places she enlargeth her mirth so far that... |
| 70792 | construction made of her. Now, Sir John, h... |
| 70793 | of my purpose: you are a gentleman of exce... |
| 70794 | breeding, admirable discourse, of great ad... |
| 70795 | your place and person, generally allow'd f... |
| 70796 | war-like, courtlike, and learned preparati... |
| 70797 | FALSTAFF. O, sir! |
| 70798 | FORD. Believe it, for you know it. There is ... |
| 70799 | spend it; spend more; spend all I have; on... |
| 70800 | much of your time in exchange of it as to ... |
| 70801 | siege to the honesty of this Ford's wife; ... |
| 70802 | wooing, win her to consent to you; if any ... |
| 70803 | may as soon as any. |
| 70804 | FALSTAFF. Would it apply well to the vehem... |
| 70805 | affection, that I should win what you woul... |
| 70806 | Methinks you prescribe to yourself very pr... |
| 70807 | FORD. O, understand my drift. She dwells so ... |
| 70808 | excellency of her honour that the folly of... |
| 70809 | not present itself; she is too bright to b... |
| 70810 | Now, could I come to her with any detectio... |
| 70811 | my desires had instance and argument to co... |
| 70812 | I could drive her then from the ward of he... |
| 70813 | her reputation, her marriage vow, and a th... |
| 70814 | defences, which now are too too strongly e... |
| 70815 | me. What say you to't, Sir John? |
| 70816 | FALSTAFF. Master Brook, I will first make bo... |
| 70817 | money; next, give me your hand; and last, ... |
| 70818 | you shall, if you will, enjoy Ford's wife. |
| 70819 | FORD. O good sir! |
| 70820 | FALSTAFF. I say you shall. |
| 70821 | FORD. Want no money, Sir John; you shall wan... |
| 70822 | FALSTAFF. Want no Mistress Ford, Master Broo... |
| 70823 | want none. I shall be with her, I may tell... |
| 70824 | appointment; even as you came in to me her... |
| 70825 | go-between, parted from me; I say I shall ... |
| 70826 | ten and eleven; for at that time the jealo... |
| 70827 | knave, her husband, will be forth. Come yo... |
| 70828 | night; you shall know how I speed. |
| 70829 | FORD. I am blest in your acquaintance. Do yo... |
| 70830 | Sir? |
| 70831 | FALSTAFF. Hang him, poor cuckoldly knave! I ... |
| 70832 | not; yet I wrong him to call him poor; the... |
| 70833 | jealous wittolly knave hath masses of mone... |
| 70834 | his wife seems to me well-favour'd. I will... |
| 70835 | key of the cuckoldly rogue's coffer; and t... |
| 70836 | FORD. I would you knew Ford, sir, that you m... |
| 70837 | if you saw him. |
| 70838 | FALSTAFF. Hang him, mechanical salt-butter r... |
| 70839 | stare him out of his wits; I will awe him ... |
| 70840 | it shall hang like a meteor o'er the cucko... |
| 70841 | Brook, thou shalt know I will predominate ... |
| 70842 | peasant, and thou shalt lie with his wife.... |
| 70843 | night. Ford's a knave, and I will aggravat... |
| 70844 | Master Brook, shalt know him for knave and... |
| 70845 | Come to me soon at night. ... |
| 70846 | FORD. What a damn'd Epicurean rascal is this... |
| 70847 | ready to crack with impatience. Who says t... |
| 70848 | jealousy? My wife hath sent to him; the ho... |
| 70849 | the match is made. Would any man have thou... |
| 70850 | the hell of having a false woman! My bed s... |
| 70851 | my coffers ransack'd, my reputation gnawn ... |
| 70852 | not only receive this villainous wrong, bu... |
| 70853 | adoption of abominable terms, and by him t... |
| 70854 | this wrong. Terms! names! Amaimon sounds w... |
| 70855 | well; Barbason, well; yet they are devils'... |
| 70856 | of fiends. But cuckold! Wittol! Cuckold! t... |
| 70857 | hath not such a name. Page is an ass, a se... |
| 70858 | his wife; he will not be jealous; I will r... |
| 70859 | with my butter, Parson Hugh the Welshman w... |
| 70860 | cheese, an Irishman with my aqua-vitae bot... |
| 70861 | walk my ambling gelding, than my wife with... |
| 70862 | she plots, then she ruminates, then she de... |
| 70863 | they think in their hearts they may effect... |
| 70864 | their hearts but they will effect. God be ... |
| 70865 | jealousy! Eleven o'clock the hour. I will ... |
| 70866 | my wife, be reveng'd on Falstaff, and laug... |
| 70867 | I will about it; better three hours too so... |
| 70868 | too late. Fie, fie, fie! cuckold! cuckold!... |
| 70869 | SCENE 3. |
| 70870 | A field near Windsor |
| 70871 | Enter CAIUS and RUGBY |
| 70872 | CAIUS. Jack Rugby! |
| 70873 | RUGBY. Sir? |
| 70874 | CAIUS. Vat is de clock, Jack? |
| 70875 | RUGBY. 'Tis past the hour, sir, that Sir Hug... |
| 70876 | meet. |
| 70877 | CAIUS. By gar, he has save his soul dat he i... |
| 70878 | pray his Pible well dat he is no come; by ... |
| 70879 | he is dead already, if he be come. |
| 70880 | RUGBY. He is wise, sir; he knew your worship... |
| 70881 | him if he came. |
| 70882 | CAIUS. By gar, de herring is no dead so as I... |
| 70883 | your rapier, Jack; I vill tell you how I v... |
| 70884 | RUGBY. Alas, sir, I cannot fence! |
| 70885 | CAIUS. Villainy, take your rapier. |
| 70886 | RUGBY. Forbear; here's company. |
| 70887 | Enter HOST, SHALLOW, SLENDER, and ... |
| 70888 | HOST. Bless thee, bully doctor! |
| 70889 | SHALLOW. Save you, Master Doctor Caius! |
| 70890 | PAGE. Now, good Master Doctor! |
| 70891 | SLENDER. Give you good morrow, sir. |
| 70892 | CAIUS. Vat be all you, one, two, tree, four,... |
| 70893 | HOST. To see thee fight, to see thee foin, t... |
| 70894 | to see thee here, to see thee there; to se... |
| 70895 | punto, thy stock, thy reverse, thy distanc... |
| 70896 | Is he dead, my Ethiopian? Is he dead, my F... |
| 70897 | bully! What says my Aesculapius? my Galen?... |
| 70898 | of elder? Ha! is he dead, bully stale? Is ... |
| 70899 | CAIUS. By gar, he is de coward Jack priest o... |
| 70900 | not show his face. |
| 70901 | HOST. Thou art a Castalion-King-Urinal. Hect... |
| 70902 | my boy! |
| 70903 | CAIUS. I pray you, bear witness that me have... |
| 70904 | seven, two tree hours for him, and he is n... |
| 70905 | SHALLOW. He is the wiser man, Master Doctor:... |
| 70906 | of souls, and you a curer of bodies; if yo... |
| 70907 | you go against the hair of your profession... |
| 70908 | Master Page? |
| 70909 | PAGE. Master Shallow, you have yourself been... |
| 70910 | though now a man of peace. |
| 70911 | SHALLOW. Bodykins, Master Page, though I now... |
| 70912 | of the peace, if I see a sword out, my fin... |
| 70913 | one. Though we are justices, and doctors, ... |
| 70914 | Master Page, we have some salt of our yout... |
| 70915 | the sons of women, Master Page. |
| 70916 | PAGE. 'Tis true, Master Shallow. |
| 70917 | SHALLOW. It will be found so, Master Page. M... |
| 70918 | CAIUS, I come to fetch you home. I am sworn ... |
| 70919 | you have show'd yourself a wise physician,... |
| 70920 | hath shown himself a wise and patient chur... |
| 70921 | must go with me, Master Doctor. |
| 70922 | HOST. Pardon, Guest Justice. A word, Mounseu... |
| 70923 | CAIUS. Mock-vater! Vat is dat? |
| 70924 | HOST. Mockwater, in our English tongue, is v... |
| 70925 | CAIUS. By gar, then I have as much mockvater... |
| 70926 | Scurvy jack-dog priest! By gar, me vill cu... |
| 70927 | HOST. He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully. |
| 70928 | CAIUS. Clapper-de-claw! Vat is dat? |
| 70929 | HOST. That is, he will make thee amends. |
| 70930 | CAIUS. By gar, me do look he shall clapper-d... |
| 70931 | by gar, me vill have it. |
| 70932 | HOST. And I will provoke him to't, or let hi... |
| 70933 | CAIUS. Me tank you for dat. |
| 70934 | HOST. And, moreover, bully-but first: [Asid... |
| 70935 | Master Guest, and Master Page, and eke Cav... |
| 70936 | go you through the town to Frogmore. |
| 70937 | PAGE. [Aside] Sir Hugh is there, is he? |
| 70938 | HOST. [Aside] He is there. See what humour... |
| 70939 | I will bring the doctor about by the field... |
| 70940 | SHALLOW. [Aside] We will do it. |
| 70941 | PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER. Adieu, good Mast... |
| 70942 | Exeunt PAGE, SH... |
| 70943 | CAIUS. By gar, me vill kill de priest; for h... |
| 70944 | an-ape to Anne Page. |
| 70945 | HOST. Let him die. Sheathe thy impatience; t... |
| 70946 | on thy choler; go about the fields with me... |
| 70947 | I will bring thee where Mistress Anne Page... |
| 70948 | farm-house, a-feasting; and thou shalt woo... |
| 70949 | game! Said I well? |
| 70950 | CAIUS. By gar, me dank you vor dat; by gar, ... |
| 70951 | I shall procure-a you de good guest, de ea... |
| 70952 | lords, de gentlemen, my patients. |
| 70953 | HOST. For the which I will be thy adversary ... |
| 70954 | Page. Said I well? |
| 70955 | CAIUS. By gar, 'tis good; vell said. |
| 70956 | HOST. Let us wag, then. |
| 70957 | CAIUS. Come at my heels, Jack Rugby. ... |
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| 70966 | ACT III SCENE 1. |
| 70967 | A field near Frogmore |
| 70968 | Enter SIR HUGH EVANS and SIMPLE |
| 70969 | EVANS. I pray you now, good Master Slender's... |
| 70970 | and friend Simple by your name, which way ... |
| 70971 | look'd for Master Caius, that calls himsel... |
| 70972 | Physic? |
| 70973 | SIMPLE. Marry, sir, the pittie-ward, the par... |
| 70974 | way; old Windsor way, and every way but th... |
| 70975 | EVANS. I most fehemently desire you you will... |
| 70976 | way. |
| 70977 | SIMPLE. I will, Sir. ... |
| 70978 | EVANS. Pless my soul, how full of chollors I... |
| 70979 | of mind! I shall be glad if he have deceiv... |
| 70980 | melancholies I am! I will knog his urinals... |
| 70981 | costard when I have goot opportunities for... |
| 70982 | my soul! ... |
| 70983 | To shallow rivers, to whose falls |
| 70984 | Melodious birds sings madrigals; |
| 70985 | There will we make our peds of roses, |
| 70986 | And a thousand fragrant posies. |
| 70987 | To shallow- |
| 70988 | Mercy on me! I have a great dispositions t... |
| 70989 | Melodious birds sing madrigals- |
| 70990 | Whenas I sat in Pabylon- |
| 70991 | And a thousand vagram posies. |
| 70992 | To shallow, etc. |
| 70993 | Re-enter SIMPLE |
| 70994 | SIMPLE. Yonder he is, coming this way, Sir H... |
| 70995 | EVANS. He's welcome. ... |
| 70996 | To shallow rivers, to whose falls- |
| 70997 | Heaven prosper the right! What weapons is he? |
| 70998 | SIMPLE. No weapons, sir. There comes my mast... |
| 70999 | Shallow, and another gentleman, from Frogm... |
| 71000 | stile, this way. |
| 71001 | EVANS. Pray you give me my gown; or else kee... |
| 71002 | arms. ... |
| 71003 | Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER |
| 71004 | SHALLOW. How now, Master Parson! Good morrow... |
| 71005 | Sir Hugh. Keep a gamester from the dice, a... |
| 71006 | from his book, and it is wonderful. |
| 71007 | SLENDER. [Aside] Ah, sweet Anne Page! |
| 71008 | PAGE. Save you, good Sir Hugh! |
| 71009 | EVANS. Pless you from his mercy sake, all of... |
| 71010 | SHALLOW. What, the sword and the word! Do yo... |
| 71011 | them both, Master Parson? |
| 71012 | PAGE. And youthful still, in your doublet an... |
| 71013 | rheumatic day! |
| 71014 | EVANS. There is reasons and causes for it. |
| 71015 | PAGE. We are come to you to do a good office... |
| 71016 | Parson. |
| 71017 | EVANS. Fery well; what is it? |
| 71018 | PAGE. Yonder is a most reverend gentleman, w... |
| 71019 | received wrong by some person, is at most ... |
| 71020 | his own gravity and patience that ever you... |
| 71021 | SHALLOW. I have lived fourscore years and up... |
| 71022 | heard a man of his place, gravity, and lea... |
| 71023 | his own respect. |
| 71024 | EVANS. What is he? |
| 71025 | PAGE. I think you know him: Master Doctor Ca... |
| 71026 | renowned French physician. |
| 71027 | EVANS. Got's will and his passion of my hear... |
| 71028 | you would tell me of a mess of porridge. |
| 71029 | PAGE. Why? |
| 71030 | EVANS. He has no more knowledge in Hibocrate... |
| 71031 | Galen, and he is a knave besides-a cowardl... |
| 71032 | would desires to be acquainted withal. |
| 71033 | PAGE. I warrant you, he's the man should fig... |
| 71034 | SLENDER. [Aside] O sweet Anne Page! |
| 71035 | SHALLOW. It appears so, by his weapons. Keep... |
| 71036 | here comes Doctor Caius. |
| 71037 | Enter HOST, CAIUS, and RUGBY |
| 71038 | PAGE. Nay, good Master Parson, keep in your ... |
| 71039 | SHALLOW. So do you, good Master Doctor. |
| 71040 | HOST. Disarm them, and let them question; le... |
| 71041 | their limbs whole and hack our English. |
| 71042 | CAIUS. I pray you, let-a me speak a word wit... |
| 71043 | Verefore will you not meet-a me? |
| 71044 | EVANS. [Aside to CAIUS] Pray you use your ... |
| 71045 | good time. |
| 71046 | CAIUS. By gar, you are de coward, de Jack do... |
| 71047 | EVANS. [Aside to CAIUS] Pray you, let us n... |
| 71048 | laughing-stocks to other men's humours; I ... |
| 71049 | friendship, and I will one way or other ma... |
| 71050 | [Aloud] I will knog your urinals about yo... |
| 71051 | for missing your meetings and appointments. |
| 71052 | CAIUS. Diable! Jack Rugby-mine Host de Jarte... |
| 71053 | not stay for him to kill him? Have I not, ... |
| 71054 | appoint? |
| 71055 | EVANS. As I am a Christians soul, now, look ... |
| 71056 | place appointed. I'll be judgment by mine ... |
| 71057 | Garter. |
| 71058 | HOST. Peace, I say, Gallia and Gaul, French ... |
| 71059 | soul-curer and body-curer. |
| 71060 | CAIUS. Ay, dat is very good! excellent! |
| 71061 | HOST. Peace, I say. Hear mine host of the Ga... |
| 71062 | politic? am I subtle? am I a Machiavel? Sh... |
| 71063 | doctor? No; he gives me the potions and th... |
| 71064 | lose my parson, my priest, my Sir Hugh? No... |
| 71065 | the proverbs and the noverbs. Give me thy ... |
| 71066 | so. Give me thy hand, celestial; so. Boys ... |
| 71067 | deceiv'd you both; I have directed you to ... |
| 71068 | your hearts are mighty, your skins are who... |
| 71069 | sack be the issue. Come, lay their swords ... |
| 71070 | me, lads of peace; follow, follow, follow. |
| 71071 | SHALLOW. Trust me, a mad host. Follow, gentl... |
| 71072 | SLENDER. [Aside] O sweet Anne Page! |
| 71073 | Exeunt all b... |
| 71074 | CAIUS. Ha, do I perceive dat? Have you make-... |
| 71075 | ha, ha? |
| 71076 | EVANS. This is well; he has made us his vlou... |
| 71077 | desire you that we may be friends; and let... |
| 71078 | together to be revenge on this same scall,... |
| 71079 | companion, the host of the Garter. |
| 71080 | CAIUS. By gar, with all my heart. He promise... |
| 71081 | where is Anne Page; by gar, he deceive me ... |
| 71082 | EVANS. Well, I will smite his noddles. Pray ... |
| 71083 | ... |
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| 71089 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 71092 | SCENE 2. |
| 71093 | The street in Windsor |
| 71094 | Enter MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN |
| 71095 | MRS. PAGE. Nay, keep your way, little gallan... |
| 71096 | wont to be a follower, but now you are a l... |
| 71097 | had you rather lead mine eyes, or eye your... |
| 71098 | ROBIN. I had rather, forsooth, go before you... |
| 71099 | follow him like a dwarf. |
| 71100 | MRS. PAGE. O, you are a flattering boy; now ... |
| 71101 | courtier. |
| 71102 | Enter FORD |
| 71103 | FORD. Well met, Mistress Page. Whither go you? |
| 71104 | MRS. PAGE. Truly, sir, to see your wife. Is ... |
| 71105 | FORD. Ay; and as idle as she may hang togeth... |
| 71106 | company. I think, if your husbands were de... |
| 71107 | would marry. |
| 71108 | MRS. PAGE. Be sure of that-two other husband... |
| 71109 | FORD. Where had you this pretty weathercock? |
| 71110 | MRS. PAGE. I cannot tell what the dickens hi... |
| 71111 | husband had him of. What do you call your ... |
| 71112 | name, sirrah? |
| 71113 | ROBIN. Sir John Falstaff. |
| 71114 | FORD. Sir John Falstaff! |
| 71115 | MRS. PAGE. He, he; I can never hit on's name... |
| 71116 | a league between my good man and he! Is yo... |
| 71117 | home indeed? |
| 71118 | FORD. Indeed she is. |
| 71119 | MRS. PAGE. By your leave, sir. I am sick til... |
| 71120 | Exeunt M... |
| 71121 | FORD. Has Page any brains? Hath he any eyes?... |
| 71122 | thinking? Sure, they sleep; he hath no use... |
| 71123 | this boy will carry a letter twenty mile a... |
| 71124 | will shoot pointblank twelve score. He pie... |
| 71125 | inclination; he gives her folly motion and... |
| 71126 | now she's going to my wife, and Falstaff's... |
| 71127 | man may hear this show'r sing in the wind.... |
| 71128 | boy with her! Good plots! They are laid; a... |
| 71129 | wives share damnation together. Well; I wi... |
| 71130 | then torture my wife, pluck the borrowed v... |
| 71131 | from the so seeming Mistress Page, divulge... |
| 71132 | for a secure and wilful Actaeon; and to th... |
| 71133 | all my neighbours shall cry aim. [Clock s... |
| 71134 | The clock gives me my cue, and my assuranc... |
| 71135 | search; there I shall find Falstaff. I sha... |
| 71136 | for this than mock'd; for it is as positiv... |
| 71137 | that Falstaff is there. I will go. |
| 71138 | Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, SLENDER, HOST, SIR H... |
| 71139 | CAIUS, and RUGBY |
| 71140 | SHALLOW, PAGE, &C. Well met, Master Ford. |
| 71141 | FORD. Trust me, a good knot; I have good che... |
| 71142 | and I pray you all go with me. |
| 71143 | SHALLOW. I must excuse myself, Master Ford. |
| 71144 | SLENDER. And so must I, sir; we have appoint... |
| 71145 | Mistress Anne, and I would not break with ... |
| 71146 | money than I'll speak of. |
| 71147 | SHALLOW. We have linger'd about a match betw... |
| 71148 | Page and my cousin Slender, and this day w... |
| 71149 | our answer. |
| 71150 | SLENDER. I hope I have your good will, fathe... |
| 71151 | PAGE. You have, Master Slender; I stand whol... |
| 71152 | my wife, Master Doctor, is for you altoget... |
| 71153 | CAIUS. Ay, be-gar; and de maid is love-a me;... |
| 71154 | Quickly tell me so mush. |
| 71155 | HOST. What say you to young Master Fenton? H... |
| 71156 | he dances, he has eyes of youth, he writes... |
| 71157 | holiday, he smells April and May; he will ... |
| 71158 | carry 't; 'tis in his buttons; he will car... |
| 71159 | PAGE. Not by my consent, I promise you. The ... |
| 71160 | of no having: he kept company with the wil... |
| 71161 | Poins; he is of too high a region, he know... |
| 71162 | he shall not knit a knot in his fortunes w... |
| 71163 | my substance; if he take her, let him take... |
| 71164 | wealth I have waits on my consent, and my ... |
| 71165 | not that way. |
| 71166 | FORD. I beseech you, heartily, some of you g... |
| 71167 | to dinner: besides your cheer, you shall h... |
| 71168 | show you a monster. Master Doctor, you sha... |
| 71169 | you, Master Page; and you, Sir Hugh. |
| 71170 | SHALLOW. Well, fare you well; we shall have ... |
| 71171 | wooing at Master Page's. Exeunt S... |
| 71172 | CAIUS. Go home, John Rugby; I come anon. ... |
| 71173 | HOST. Farewell, my hearts; I will to my hone... |
| 71174 | Falstaff, and drink canary with him. ... |
| 71175 | FORD. [Aside] I think I shall drink in pip... |
| 71176 | him. I'll make him dance. Will you go, gen... |
| 71177 | ALL. Have with you to see this monster. ... |
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| 71180 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 71181 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 71182 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 71183 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 71184 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
| 71185 | SERVICE THAT CHARGES FOR DOWNLOAD TIME OR FOR ... |
| 71186 | SCENE 3. |
| 71187 | FORD'S house |
| 71188 | Enter MISTRESS FORD and MISTRESS PAGE |
| 71189 | MRS. FORD. What, John! what, Robert! |
| 71190 | MRS. PAGE. Quickly, quickly! Is the buck-bas... |
| 71191 | MRS. FORD. I warrant. What, Robin, I say! |
| 71192 | Enter SERVANTS with a basket |
| 71193 | MRS. PAGE. Come, come, come. |
| 71194 | MRS. FORD. Here, set it down. |
| 71195 | MRS. PAGE. Give your men the charge; we must... |
| 71196 | MRS. FORD. Marry, as I told you before, John... |
| 71197 | ready here hard by in the brew-house; and ... |
| 71198 | call you, come forth, and, without any pau... |
| 71199 | staggering, take this basket on your shoul... |
| 71200 | trudge with it in all haste, and carry it ... |
| 71201 | in Datchet Mead, and there empty it in the... |
| 71202 | close by the Thames side. |
| 71203 | Mrs. PAGE. You will do it? |
| 71204 | MRS. FORD. I ha' told them over and over; th... |
| 71205 | direction. Be gone, and come when you are ... |
| 71206 | ... |
| 71207 | MRS. PAGE. Here comes little Robin. |
| 71208 | Enter ROBIN |
| 71209 | MRS. FORD. How now, my eyas-musket, what new... |
| 71210 | you? |
| 71211 | ROBIN. My Master Sir John is come in at your... |
| 71212 | Mistress Ford, and requests your company. |
| 71213 | MRS. PAGE. You little Jack-a-Lent, have you ... |
| 71214 | ROBIN. Ay, I'll be sworn. My master knows no... |
| 71215 | being here, and hath threat'ned to put me ... |
| 71216 | liberty, if I tell you of it; for he swear... |
| 71217 | MRS. PAGE. Thou 'rt a good boy; this secrecy... |
| 71218 | be a tailor to thee, and shall make thee a... |
| 71219 | hose. I'll go hide me. |
| 71220 | MRS. FORD. Do so. Go tell thy master I am al... |
| 71221 | ROBIN] Mistress Page, remember you your cue. |
| 71222 | MRS. PAGE. I warrant thee; if I do not act i... |
| 71223 | ... |
| 71224 | MRS. FORD. Go to, then; we'll use this unwho... |
| 71225 | humidity, this gross wat'ry pumpion; we'll... |
| 71226 | know turtles from jays. |
| 71227 | Enter FALSTAFF |
| 71228 | FALSTAFF. Have I caught thee, my heavenly je... |
| 71229 | Why, now let me die, for I have liv'd long... |
| 71230 | the period of my ambition. O this blessed ... |
| 71231 | MRS. FORD. O sweet Sir John! |
| 71232 | FALSTAFF. Mistress Ford, I cannot cog, I can... |
| 71233 | Mistress Ford. Now shall I sin in my wish;... |
| 71234 | husband were dead; I'll speak it before th... |
| 71235 | would make thee my lady. |
| 71236 | MRS. FORD. I your lady, Sir John? Alas, I sh... |
| 71237 | lady. |
| 71238 | FALSTAFF. Let the court of France show me su... |
| 71239 | see how thine eye would emulate the diamon... |
| 71240 | the right arched beauty of the brow that b... |
| 71241 | ship-tire, the tire-valiant, or any tire o... |
| 71242 | MRS. FORD. A plain kerchief, Sir John; my br... |
| 71243 | nothing else, nor that well neither. |
| 71244 | FALSTAFF. By the Lord, thou art a tyrant to ... |
| 71245 | wouldst make an absolute courtier, and the... |
| 71246 | thy foot would give an excellent motion to... |
| 71247 | semi-circled farthingale. I see what thou ... |
| 71248 | thy foe were, not Nature, thy friend. Come... |
| 71249 | hide it. |
| 71250 | MRS. FORD. Believe me, there's no such thing... |
| 71251 | FALSTAFF. What made me love thee? Let that p... |
| 71252 | there's something extra-ordinary in thee. ... |
| 71253 | cog, and say thou art this and that, like ... |
| 71254 | lisping hawthorn-buds that come like women... |
| 71255 | apparel, and smell like Bucklersbury in si... |
| 71256 | cannot; but I love thee, none but thee; an... |
| 71257 | MRS. FORD. Do not betray me, sir; I fear you... |
| 71258 | Page. |
| 71259 | FALSTAFF. Thou mightst as well say I love to... |
| 71260 | Counter-gate, which is as hateful to me as... |
| 71261 | lime-kiln. |
| 71262 | MRS. FORD. Well, heaven knows how I love you... |
| 71263 | shall one day find it. |
| 71264 | FALSTAFF. Keep in that mind; I'll deserve it. |
| 71265 | MRS. FORD. Nay, I must tell you, so you do; ... |
| 71266 | not be in that mind. |
| 71267 | ROBIN. [Within] Mistress Ford, Mistress Fo... |
| 71268 | Mistress Page at the door, sweating and bl... |
| 71269 | wildly, and would needs speak with you pre... |
| 71270 | FALSTAFF. She shall not see me; I will ensco... |
| 71271 | the arras. |
| 71272 | MRS. FORD. Pray you, do so; she's a very tat... |
| 71273 | [FALSTAF... |
| 71274 | Re-enter MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN |
| 71275 | What's the matter? How now! |
| 71276 | MRS. PAGE. O Mistress Ford, what have you do... |
| 71277 | sham'd, y'are overthrown, y'are undone for... |
| 71278 | MRS. FORD. What's the matter, good Mistress ... |
| 71279 | MRS. PAGE. O well-a-day, Mistress Ford, havi... |
| 71280 | man to your husband, to give him such caus... |
| 71281 | MRS. FORD. What cause of suspicion? |
| 71282 | MRS. PAGE. What cause of suspicion? Out upon... |
| 71283 | am I mistook in you! |
| 71284 | MRS. FORD. Why, alas, what's the matter? |
| 71285 | MRS. PAGE. Your husband's coming hither, wom... |
| 71286 | the officers in Windsor, to search for a g... |
| 71287 | says is here now in the house, by your con... |
| 71288 | ill advantage of his absence. You are undone. |
| 71289 | MRS. FORD. 'Tis not so, I hope. |
| 71290 | MRS. PAGE. Pray heaven it be not so that you... |
| 71291 | man here; but 'tis most certain your husba... |
| 71292 | with half Windsor at his heels, to search ... |
| 71293 | come before to tell you. If you know yours... |
| 71294 | I am glad of it; but if you have a friend ... |
| 71295 | convey him out. Be not amaz'd; call all yo... |
| 71296 | defend your reputation, or bid farewell to... |
| 71297 | for ever. |
| 71298 | MRS. FORD. What shall I do? There is a gentl... |
| 71299 | friend; and I fear not mine own shame as m... |
| 71300 | I had rather than a thousand pound he were... |
| 71301 | house. |
| 71302 | MRS. PAGE. For shame, never stand 'you had r... |
| 71303 | had rather'! Your husband's here at hand; ... |
| 71304 | some conveyance; in the house you cannot h... |
| 71305 | how have you deceiv'd me! Look, here is a ... |
| 71306 | of any reasonable stature, he may creep in... |
| 71307 | foul linen upon him, as if it were going t... |
| 71308 | whiting-time-send him by your two men to D... |
| 71309 | Mead. |
| 71310 | MRS. FORD. He's too big to go in there. What... |
| 71311 | FALSTAFF. [Coming forward] Let me see 't, ... |
| 71312 | let me see 't! I'll in, I'll in; follow yo... |
| 71313 | I'll in. |
| 71314 | MRS. PAGE. What, Sir John Falstaff! [As... |
| 71315 | Are these your letters, knight? |
| 71316 | FALSTAFF. [Aside to MRS. PAGE] I love thee... |
| 71317 | thee; help me away.-Let me creep in here; ... |
| 71318 | [Gets into the basket; they cover him with... |
| 71319 | MRS. PAGE. Help to cover your master, boy. C... |
| 71320 | Mistress Ford. You dissembling knight! |
| 71321 | MRS. FORD. What, John! Robert! John! ... |
| 71322 | Re-enter SERVANTS |
| 71323 | Go, take up these clothes here, quickly; w... |
| 71324 | cowl-staff? Look how you drumble. Carry th... |
| 71325 | in Datchet Mead; quickly, come. |
| 71326 | Enter FORD, PAGE, CAIUS, and SIR HUGH... |
| 71327 | FORD. Pray you come near. If I suspect witho... |
| 71328 | then make sport at me, then let me be your... |
| 71329 | it. How now, whither bear you this? |
| 71330 | SERVANT. To the laundress, forsooth. |
| 71331 | MRS. FORD. Why, what have you to do whither ... |
| 71332 | You were best meddle with buck-washing. |
| 71333 | FORD. Buck? I would I could wash myself of t... |
| 71334 | Buck, buck, buck! ay, buck! I warrant you,... |
| 71335 | the season too, it shall appear. [Exeunt ... |
| 71336 | basket] Gentlemen, I have dream'd to-nigh... |
| 71337 | dream. Here, here, here be my keys; ascend... |
| 71338 | search, seek, find out. I'll warrant we'll... |
| 71339 | Let me stop this way first. [Locking the ... |
| 71340 | uncape. |
| 71341 | PAGE. Good Master Ford, be contented; you wr... |
| 71342 | too much. |
| 71343 | FORD. True, Master Page. Up, gentlemen, you ... |
| 71344 | anon; follow me, gentlemen. ... |
| 71345 | EVANS. This is fery fantastical humours and ... |
| 71346 | CAIUS. By gar, 'tis no the fashion of France... |
| 71347 | in France. |
| 71348 | PAGE. Nay, follow him, gentlemen; see the is... |
| 71349 | search. Exeunt EVAN... |
| 71350 | MRS. PAGE. Is there not a double excellency ... |
| 71351 | MRS. FORD. I know not which pleases me bette... |
| 71352 | husband is deceived, or Sir John. |
| 71353 | MRS. PAGE. What a taking was he in when your... |
| 71354 | ask'd who was in the basket! |
| 71355 | MRS. FORD. I am half afraid he will have nee... |
| 71356 | throwing him into the water will do him a ... |
| 71357 | MRS. PAGE. Hang him, dishonest rascal! I wou... |
| 71358 | same strain were in the same distress. |
| 71359 | MRS. FORD. I think my husband hath some spec... |
| 71360 | of Falstaff's being here, for I never saw ... |
| 71361 | jealousy till now. |
| 71362 | MRS. PAGE. I Will lay a plot to try that, an... |
| 71363 | more tricks with Falstaff. His dissolute d... |
| 71364 | obey this medicine. |
| 71365 | MRS. FORD. Shall we send that foolish carrio... |
| 71366 | Quickly, to him, and excuse his throwing i... |
| 71367 | and give him another hope, to betray him t... |
| 71368 | punishment? |
| 71369 | MRS. PAGE. We will do it; let him be sent fo... |
| 71370 | eight o'clock, to have amends. |
| 71371 | Re-enter FORD, PAGE, CAIUS, and SIR HUG... |
| 71372 | FORD. I cannot find him; may be the knave br... |
| 71373 | he could not compass. |
| 71374 | MRS. PAGE. [Aside to MRS. FORD] Heard you ... |
| 71375 | MRS. FORD. You use me well, Master Ford, do ... |
| 71376 | FORD. Ay, I do so. |
| 71377 | MRS. FORD. Heaven make you better than your ... |
| 71378 | FORD. Amen. |
| 71379 | MRS. PAGE. You do yourself mighty wrong, Mas... |
| 71380 | FORD. Ay, ay; I must bear it. |
| 71381 | EVANS. If there be any pody in the house, an... |
| 71382 | chambers, and in the coffers, and in the p... |
| 71383 | my sins at the day of judgment! |
| 71384 | CAIUS. Be gar, nor I too; there is no bodies. |
| 71385 | PAGE. Fie, fie, Master Ford, are you not ash... |
| 71386 | spirit, what devil suggests this imaginati... |
| 71387 | your distemper in this kind for the wealth... |
| 71388 | Castle. |
| 71389 | FORD. 'Tis my fault, Master Page; I suffer f... |
| 71390 | EVANS. You suffer for a pad conscience. Your... |
| 71391 | honest a omans as I will desires among fiv... |
| 71392 | hundred too. |
| 71393 | CAIUS. By gar, I see 'tis an honest woman. |
| 71394 | FORD. Well, I promis'd you a dinner. Come, c... |
| 71395 | the Park. I pray you pardon me; I will her... |
| 71396 | known to you why I have done this. Come, w... |
| 71397 | Mistress Page; I pray you pardon me; pray ... |
| 71398 | pardon me. |
| 71399 | PAGE. Let's go in, gentlemen; but, trust me,... |
| 71400 | I do invite you to-morrow morning to my ho... |
| 71401 | after, we'll a-birding together; I have a ... |
| 71402 | the bush. Shall it be so? |
| 71403 | FORD. Any thing. |
| 71404 | EVANS. If there is one, I shall make two in ... |
| 71405 | CAIUS. If there be one or two, I shall make-... |
| 71406 | FORD. Pray you go, Master Page. |
| 71407 | EVANS. I pray you now, remembrance to-morrow... |
| 71408 | lousy knave, mine host. |
| 71409 | CAIUS. Dat is good; by gar, with all my heart. |
| 71410 | EVANS. A lousy knave, to have his gibes and ... |
| 71411 | ... |
| 71412 | SCENE 4. |
| 71413 | Before PAGE'S house |
| 71414 | Enter FENTON and ANNE PAGE |
| 71415 | FENTON. I see I cannot get thy father's love; |
| 71416 | Therefore no more turn me to him, sweet Nan. |
| 71417 | ANNE. Alas, how then? |
| 71418 | FENTON. Why, thou must be thyself. |
| 71419 | He doth object I am too great of birth; |
| 71420 | And that, my state being gall'd with my ex... |
| 71421 | I seek to heal it only by his wealth. |
| 71422 | Besides these, other bars he lays before me, |
| 71423 | My riots past, my wild societies; |
| 71424 | And tells me 'tis a thing impossible |
| 71425 | I should love thee but as a property. |
| 71426 | ANNE.. May be he tells you true. |
| 71427 | FENTON. No, heaven so speed me in my time to... |
| 71428 | Albeit I will confess thy father's wealth |
| 71429 | Was the first motive that I woo'd thee, Anne; |
| 71430 | Yet, wooing thee, I found thee of more val... |
| 71431 | Than stamps in gold, or sums in sealed bags; |
| 71432 | And 'tis the very riches of thyself |
| 71433 | That now I aim at. |
| 71434 | ANNE. Gentle Master Fenton, |
| 71435 | Yet seek my father's love; still seek it, ... |
| 71436 | If opportunity and humblest suit |
| 71437 | Cannot attain it, why then-hark you hither. |
| 71438 | [Th... |
| 71439 | Enter SHALLOW, SLENDER, and MISTRESS Q... |
| 71440 | SHALLOW. Break their talk, Mistress Quickly;... |
| 71441 | shall speak for himself. |
| 71442 | SLENDER. I'll make a shaft or a bolt on 't; ... |
| 71443 | venturing. |
| 71444 | SHALLOW. Be not dismay'd. |
| 71445 | SLENDER. No, she shall not dismay me. I care... |
| 71446 | but that I am afeard. |
| 71447 | QUICKLY. Hark ye, Master Slender would speak... |
| 71448 | with you. |
| 71449 | ANNE. I come to him. [Aside] This is my fa... |
| 71450 | O, what a world of vile ill-favour'd faults |
| 71451 | Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a y... |
| 71452 | QUICKLY. And how does good Master Fenton? Pr... |
| 71453 | word with you. |
| 71454 | SHALLOW. She's coming; to her, coz. O boy, t... |
| 71455 | father! |
| 71456 | SLENDER. I had a father, Mistress Anne; my u... |
| 71457 | you good jests of him. Pray you, uncle, te... |
| 71458 | the jest how my father stole two geese out... |
| 71459 | uncle. |
| 71460 | SHALLOW. Mistress Anne, my cousin loves you. |
| 71461 | SLENDER. Ay, that I do; as well as I love an... |
| 71462 | Gloucestershire. |
| 71463 | SHALLOW. He will maintain you like a gentlew... |
| 71464 | SLENDER. Ay, that I will come cut and longta... |
| 71465 | degree of a squire. |
| 71466 | SHALLOW. He will make you a hundred and fift... |
| 71467 | jointure. |
| 71468 | ANNE. Good Master Shallow, let him woo for h... |
| 71469 | SHALLOW. Marry, I thank you for it; I thank ... |
| 71470 | good comfort. She calls you, coz; I'll lea... |
| 71471 | ANNE. Now, Master Slender- |
| 71472 | SLENDER. Now, good Mistress Anne- |
| 71473 | ANNE. What is your will? |
| 71474 | SLENDER. My Will! 'Od's heartlings, that's a... |
| 71475 | indeed! I ne'er made my will yet, I thank ... |
| 71476 | such a sickly creature, I give heaven praise. |
| 71477 | ANNE. I mean, Master Slender, what would you... |
| 71478 | SLENDER. Truly, for mine own part I would li... |
| 71479 | with you. Your father and my uncle hath ma... |
| 71480 | if it be my luck, so; if not, happy man be... |
| 71481 | can tell you how things go better than I c... |
| 71482 | your father; here he comes. |
| 71483 | Enter PAGE and MISTRESS PAGE |
| 71484 | PAGE. Now, Master Slender! Love him, daughte... |
| 71485 | Why, how now, what does Master Fenton here? |
| 71486 | You wrong me, sir, thus still to haunt my ... |
| 71487 | I told you, sir, my daughter is dispos'd of. |
| 71488 | FENTON. Nay, Master Page, be not impatient. |
| 71489 | MRS. PAGE. Good Master Fenton, come not to m... |
| 71490 | PAGE. She is no match for you. |
| 71491 | FENTON. Sir, will you hear me? |
| 71492 | PAGE. No, good Master Fenton. |
| 71493 | Come, Master Shallow; come, son Slender; in. |
| 71494 | Knowing my mind, you wrong me, Master Fenton. |
| 71495 | Exeunt PAGE, SH... |
| 71496 | QUICKLY. Speak to Mistress Page. |
| 71497 | FENTON. Good Mistress Page, for that I love ... |
| 71498 | In such a righteous fashion as I do, |
| 71499 | Perforce, against all checks, rebukes, and... |
| 71500 | I must advance the colours of my love, |
| 71501 | And not retire. Let me have your good will. |
| 71502 | ANNE. Good mother, do not marry me to yond f... |
| 71503 | MRS. PAGE. I mean it not; I seek you a bette... |
| 71504 | QUICKLY. That's my master, Master Doctor. |
| 71505 | ANNE. Alas, I had rather be set quick i' th'... |
| 71506 | And bowl'd to death with turnips. |
| 71507 | MRS. PAGE. Come, trouble not yourself. Good ... |
| 71508 | Fenton, |
| 71509 | I will not be your friend, nor enemy; |
| 71510 | My daughter will I question how she loves ... |
| 71511 | And as I find her, so am I affected; |
| 71512 | Till then, farewell, sir; she must needs g... |
| 71513 | Her father will be angry. |
| 71514 | FENTON. Farewell, gentle mistress; farewell,... |
| 71515 | Exeunt ... |
| 71516 | QUICKLY. This is my doing now: 'Nay,' said I... |
| 71517 | away your child on a fool, and a physician... |
| 71518 | Master Fenton.' This is my doing. |
| 71519 | FENTON. I thank thee; and I pray thee, once ... |
| 71520 | Give my sweet Nan this ring. There's for t... |
| 71521 | QUICKLY. Now Heaven send thee good fortune! ... |
| 71522 | FENTON] A kind heart he hath; a woman wou... |
| 71523 | fire and water for such a kind heart. But ... |
| 71524 | master had Mistress Anne; or I would Maste... |
| 71525 | her; or, in sooth, I would Master Fenton h... |
| 71526 | do what I can for them all three, for so I... |
| 71527 | and I'll be as good as my word; but specio... |
| 71528 | Fenton. Well, I must of another errand to ... |
| 71529 | from my two mistresses. What a beast am I ... |
| 71530 | Exit |
| 71531 | SCENE 5. |
| 71532 | The Garter Inn |
| 71533 | Enter FALSTAFF and BARDOLPH |
| 71534 | FALSTAFF. Bardolph, I say! |
| 71535 | BARDOLPH. Here, sir. |
| 71536 | FALSTAFF. Go fetch me a quart of sack; put a... |
| 71537 | ... |
| 71538 | Have I liv'd to be carried in a basket, li... |
| 71539 | butcher's offal, and to be thrown in the T... |
| 71540 | I be serv'd such another trick, I'll have ... |
| 71541 | and butter'd, and give them to a dog for a... |
| 71542 | The rogues slighted me into the river with... |
| 71543 | as they would have drown'd a blind bitch's... |
| 71544 | i' th' litter; and you may know by my size... |
| 71545 | a kind of alacrity in sinking; if the bott... |
| 71546 | hell I should down. I had been drown'd but... |
| 71547 | was shelvy and shallow-a death that I abho... |
| 71548 | swells a man; and what a thing should I ha... |
| 71549 | had been swell'd! I should have been a mou... |
| 71550 | mummy. |
| 71551 | Re-enter BARDOLPH, with sack |
| 71552 | BARDOLPH. Here's Mistress Quickly, sir, to s... |
| 71553 | FALSTAFF. Come, let me pour in some sack to ... |
| 71554 | water; for my belly's as cold as if I had ... |
| 71555 | snowballs for pills to cool the reins. Cal... |
| 71556 | BARDOLPH. Come in, woman. |
| 71557 | Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY |
| 71558 | QUICKLY. By your leave; I cry you mercy. Giv... |
| 71559 | worship good morrow. |
| 71560 | FALSTAFF. Take away these chalices. Go, brew... |
| 71561 | of sack finely. |
| 71562 | BARDOLPH. With eggs, sir? |
| 71563 | FALSTAFF. Simple of itself; I'll no pullet-s... |
| 71564 | brewage. [Exit BARDOLPH] How now! |
| 71565 | QUICKLY. Marry, sir, I come to your worship ... |
| 71566 | Ford. |
| 71567 | FALSTAFF. Mistress Ford! I have had ford eno... |
| 71568 | thrown into the ford; I have my belly full... |
| 71569 | QUICKLY. Alas the day, good heart, that was ... |
| 71570 | She does so take on with her men; they mis... |
| 71571 | erection. |
| 71572 | FALSTAFF. So did I mine, to build upon a foo... |
| 71573 | promise. |
| 71574 | QUICKLY. Well, she laments, sir, for it, tha... |
| 71575 | your heart to see it. Her husband goes thi... |
| 71576 | a-birding; she desires you once more to co... |
| 71577 | eight and nine; I must carry her word quic... |
| 71578 | you amends, I warrant you. |
| 71579 | FALSTAFF. Well, I Will visit her. Tell her s... |
| 71580 | think what a man is. Let her consider his ... |
| 71581 | judge of my merit. |
| 71582 | QUICKLY. I will tell her. |
| 71583 | FALSTAFF. Do so. Between nine and ten, say's... |
| 71584 | QUICKLY. Eight and nine, sir. |
| 71585 | FALSTAFF. Well, be gone; I will not miss her. |
| 71586 | QUICKLY. Peace be with you, sir. ... |
| 71587 | FALSTAFF. I marvel I hear not of Master Broo... |
| 71588 | word to stay within. I like his money well... |
| 71589 | comes. |
| 71590 | Enter FORD disguised |
| 71591 | FORD. Bless you, sir! |
| 71592 | FALSTAFF. Now, Master Brook, you come to kno... |
| 71593 | hath pass'd between me and Ford's wife? |
| 71594 | FORD. That, indeed, Sir John, is my business. |
| 71595 | FALSTAFF. Master Brook, I will not lie to yo... |
| 71596 | house the hour she appointed me. |
| 71597 | FORD. And sped you, sir? |
| 71598 | FALSTAFF. Very ill-favouredly, Master Brook. |
| 71599 | FORD. How so, sir; did she change her determ... |
| 71600 | FALSTAFF. No. Master Brook; but the peaking ... |
| 71601 | husband, Master Brook, dwelling in a conti... |
| 71602 | jealousy, comes me in the instant of our, ... |
| 71603 | we had embrac'd, kiss'd, protested, and, a... |
| 71604 | the prologue of our comedy; and at his hee... |
| 71605 | companions, thither provoked and instigate... |
| 71606 | distemper, and, forsooth, to search his ho... |
| 71607 | love. |
| 71608 | FORD. What, while you were there? |
| 71609 | FALSTAFF. While I was there. |
| 71610 | FORD. And did he search for you, and could n... |
| 71611 | FALSTAFF. You shall hear. As good luck would... |
| 71612 | in one Mistress Page, gives intelligence o... |
| 71613 | and, in her invention and Ford's wife's di... |
| 71614 | convey'd me into a buck-basket. |
| 71615 | FORD. A buck-basket! |
| 71616 | FALSTAFF. By the Lord, a buck-basket! Ramm'd... |
| 71617 | foul shirts and smocks, socks, foul stocki... |
| 71618 | napkins, that, Master Brook, there was the... |
| 71619 | of villainous smell that ever offended nos... |
| 71620 | FORD. And how long lay you there? |
| 71621 | FALSTAFF. Nay, you shall hear, Master Brook,... |
| 71622 | suffer'd to bring this woman to evil for y... |
| 71623 | thus cramm'd in the basket, a couple of Fo... |
| 71624 | hinds, were call'd forth by their mistress... |
| 71625 | the name of foul clothes to Datchet Lane; ... |
| 71626 | their shoulders; met the jealous knave the... |
| 71627 | door; who ask'd them once or twice what th... |
| 71628 | basket. I quak'd for fear lest the lunatic... |
| 71629 | search'd it; but Fate, ordaining he should... |
| 71630 | held his hand. Well, on went he for a sear... |
| 71631 | went I for foul clothes. But mark the sequ... |
| 71632 | Brook-I suffered the pangs of three severa... |
| 71633 | an intolerable fright to be detected with ... |
| 71634 | bell-wether; next, to be compass'd like a ... |
| 71635 | circumference of a peck, hilt to point, he... |
| 71636 | then, to be stopp'd in, like a strong dist... |
| 71637 | stinking clothes that fretted in their own... |
| 71638 | -a man of my kidney. Think of that-that am... |
| 71639 | heat as butter; a man of continual dissolu... |
| 71640 | was a miracle to scape suffocation. And in... |
| 71641 | this bath, when I was more than half-stew'... |
| 71642 | a Dutch dish, to be thrown into the Thames... |
| 71643 | glowing hot, in that surge, like a horse-s... |
| 71644 | -hissing hot. Think of that, Master Brook. |
| 71645 | FORD. In good sadness, sir, I am sorry that ... |
| 71646 | have suffer'd all this. My suit, then, is ... |
| 71647 | you'll undertake her no more. |
| 71648 | FALSTAFF. Master Brook, I will be thrown int... |
| 71649 | have been into Thames, ere I will leave he... |
| 71650 | husband is this morning gone a-birding; I ... |
| 71651 | her another embassy of meeting; 'twixt eig... |
| 71652 | the hour, Master Brook. |
| 71653 | FORD. 'Tis past eight already, sir. |
| 71654 | FALSTAFF. Is it? I Will then address me to m... |
| 71655 | Come to me at your convenient leisure, and... |
| 71656 | know how I speed; and the conclusion shall... |
| 71657 | with your enjoying her. Adieu. You shall h... |
| 71658 | Brook; Master Brook, you shall cuckold For... |
| 71659 | FORD. Hum! ha! Is this a vision? Is this a d... |
| 71660 | Master Ford, awake; awake, Master Ford. Th... |
| 71661 | made in your best coat, Master Ford. This ... |
| 71662 | married; this 'tis to have linen and buck-... |
| 71663 | proclaim myself what I am; I will now take... |
| 71664 | is at my house. He cannot scape me; 'tis i... |
| 71665 | should; he cannot creep into a halfpenny p... |
| 71666 | a pepper box. But, lest the devil that gui... |
| 71667 | him, I will search impossible places. Thou... |
| 71668 | cannot avoid, yet to be what I would not s... |
| 71669 | me tame. If I have horns to make one mad, ... |
| 71670 | go with me-I'll be horn mad. ... |
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| 71679 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 71680 | Windsor. A street |
| 71681 | Enter MISTRESS PAGE, MISTRESS QUICKLY, and WIL... |
| 71682 | MRS. PAGE. Is he at Master Ford's already, t... |
| 71683 | QUICKLY. Sure he is by this; or will be pres... |
| 71684 | he is very courageous mad about his throwi... |
| 71685 | water. Mistress Ford desires you to come s... |
| 71686 | MRS. PAGE. I'll be with her by and by; I'll ... |
| 71687 | young man here to school. Look where his m... |
| 71688 | 'tis a playing day, I see. |
| 71689 | Enter SIR HUGH EVANS |
| 71690 | How now, Sir Hugh, no school to-day? |
| 71691 | EVANS. No; Master Slender is let the boys le... |
| 71692 | QUICKLY. Blessing of his heart! |
| 71693 | MRS. PAGE. Sir Hugh, my husband says my son ... |
| 71694 | nothing in the world at his book; I pray y... |
| 71695 | questions in his accidence. |
| 71696 | EVANS. Come hither, William; hold up your he... |
| 71697 | MRS. PAGE. Come on, sirrah; hold up your hea... |
| 71698 | master; be not afraid. |
| 71699 | EVANS. William, how many numbers is in nouns? |
| 71700 | WILLIAM. Two. |
| 71701 | QUICKLY. Truly, I thought there had been one... |
| 71702 | more, because they say 'Od's nouns.' |
| 71703 | EVANS. Peace your tattlings. What is 'fair,'... |
| 71704 | WILLIAM. Pulcher. |
| 71705 | QUICKLY. Polecats! There are fairer things t... |
| 71706 | sure. |
| 71707 | EVANS. You are a very simplicity oman; I pra... |
| 71708 | What is 'lapis,' William? |
| 71709 | WILLIAM. A stone. |
| 71710 | EVANS. And what is 'a stone,' William? |
| 71711 | WILLIAM. A pebble. |
| 71712 | EVANS. No, it is 'lapis'; I pray you remembe... |
| 71713 | WILLIAM. Lapis. |
| 71714 | EVANS. That is a good William. What is he, W... |
| 71715 | does lend articles? |
| 71716 | WILLIAM. Articles are borrowed of the pronou... |
| 71717 | thus declined: Singulariter, nominativo; h... |
| 71718 | EVANS. Nominativo, hig, hag, hog; pray you, ... |
| 71719 | hujus. Well, what is your accusative case? |
| 71720 | WILLIAM. Accusativo, hinc. |
| 71721 | EVANS. I pray you, have your remembrance, ch... |
| 71722 | Accusativo, hung, hang, hog. |
| 71723 | QUICKLY. 'Hang-hog' is Latin for bacon, I wa... |
| 71724 | EVANS. Leave your prabbles, oman. What is th... |
| 71725 | case, William? |
| 71726 | WILLIAM. O-vocativo, O. |
| 71727 | EVANS. Remember, William: focative is caret. |
| 71728 | QUICKLY. And that's a good root. |
| 71729 | EVANS. Oman, forbear. |
| 71730 | MRS. PAGE. Peace. |
| 71731 | EVANS. What is your genitive case plural, Wi... |
| 71732 | WILLIAM. Genitive case? |
| 71733 | EVANS. Ay. |
| 71734 | WILLIAM. Genitive: horum, harum, horum. |
| 71735 | QUICKLY. Vengeance of Jenny's case; fie on h... |
| 71736 | name her, child, if she be a whore. |
| 71737 | EVANS. For shame, oman. |
| 71738 | QUICKLY. YOU do ill to teach the child such ... |
| 71739 | teaches him to hick and to hack, which the... |
| 71740 | enough of themselves; and to call 'horum';... |
| 71741 | EVANS. Oman, art thou lunatics? Hast thou no... |
| 71742 | for thy cases, and the numbers of the gend... |
| 71743 | art as foolish Christian creatures as I wo... |
| 71744 | MRS. PAGE. Prithee hold thy peace. |
| 71745 | EVANS. Show me now, William, some declension... |
| 71746 | pronouns. |
| 71747 | WILLIAM. Forsooth, I have forgot. |
| 71748 | EVANS. It is qui, quae, quod; if you forget ... |
| 71749 | quae's, and your quod's, you must be preec... |
| 71750 | ways and play; go. |
| 71751 | MRS. PAGE. He is a better scholar than I tho... |
| 71752 | EVANS. He is a good sprag memory. Farewell, ... |
| 71753 | MRS. PAGE. Adieu, good Sir Hugh. ... |
| 71754 | Get you home, boy. Come, we stay too long.... |
| 71755 | SCENE 2. |
| 71756 | FORD'S house |
| 71757 | Enter FALSTAFF and MISTRESS FORD |
| 71758 | FALSTAFF. Mistress Ford, your sorrow hath ea... |
| 71759 | sufferance. I see you are obsequious in yo... |
| 71760 | profess requital to a hair's breadth; not ... |
| 71761 | the simple office of love, but in all the ... |
| 71762 | complement, and ceremony of it. But are yo... |
| 71763 | husband now? |
| 71764 | MRS. FORD. He's a-birding, sweet Sir John. |
| 71765 | MRS. PAGE. [Within] What hoa, gossip Ford,... |
| 71766 | MRS. FORD. Step into th' chamber, Sir John. ... |
| 71767 | Enter MISTRESS PAGE |
| 71768 | MRS. PAGE. How now, sweetheart, who's at hom... |
| 71769 | yourself? |
| 71770 | MRS. FORD. Why, none but mine own people. |
| 71771 | MRS. PAGE. Indeed? |
| 71772 | MRS. FORD. No, certainly. [Aside to her] S... |
| 71773 | MRS. PAGE. Truly, I am so glad you have nobo... |
| 71774 | MRS. FORD. Why? |
| 71775 | MRS. PAGE. Why, woman, your husband is in hi... |
| 71776 | again. He so takes on yonder with my husba... |
| 71777 | against all married mankind; so curses an ... |
| 71778 | of what complexion soever; and so buffets ... |
| 71779 | forehead, crying 'Peer-out, peer-out!' tha... |
| 71780 | ever yet beheld seem'd but tameness, civil... |
| 71781 | to this his distemper he is in now. I am g... |
| 71782 | is not here. |
| 71783 | MRS. FORD. Why, does he talk of him? |
| 71784 | MRS. PAGE. Of none but him; and swears he wa... |
| 71785 | the last time he search'd for him, in a ba... |
| 71786 | my husband he is now here; and hath drawn ... |
| 71787 | rest of their company from their sport, to... |
| 71788 | experiment of his suspicion. But I am glad... |
| 71789 | here; now he shall see his own foolery. |
| 71790 | MRS. FORD. How near is he, Mistress Page? |
| 71791 | MRS. PAGE. Hard by, at street end; he will b... |
| 71792 | MRS. FORD. I am undone: the knight is here. |
| 71793 | MRS. PAGE. Why, then, you are utterly sham'd... |
| 71794 | a dead man. What a woman are you! Away wit... |
| 71795 | away with him; better shame than murder. |
| 71796 | MRS. FORD. Which way should he go? How shoul... |
| 71797 | him? Shall I put him into the basket again? |
| 71798 | Re-enter FALSTAFF |
| 71799 | FALSTAFF. No, I'll come no more i' th' baske... |
| 71800 | out ere he come? |
| 71801 | MRS. PAGE. Alas, three of Master Ford's brot... |
| 71802 | door with pistols, that none shall issue o... |
| 71803 | might slip away ere he came. But what make... |
| 71804 | FALSTAFF. What shall I do? I'll creep up int... |
| 71805 | MRS. FORD. There they always use to discharg... |
| 71806 | birding-pieces. |
| 71807 | MRS. PAGE. Creep into the kiln-hole. |
| 71808 | FALSTAFF. Where is it? |
| 71809 | MRS. FORD. He will seek there, on my word. N... |
| 71810 | coffer, chest, trunk, well, vault, but he ... |
| 71811 | the remembrance of such places, and goes t... |
| 71812 | note. There is no hiding you in the house. |
| 71813 | FALSTAFF. I'll go out then. |
| 71814 | MRS. PAGE. If you go out in your own semblan... |
| 71815 | Sir John. Unless you go out disguis'd. |
| 71816 | MRS. FORD. How might we disguise him? |
| 71817 | MRS. PAGE. Alas the day, I know not! There i... |
| 71818 | gown big enough for him; otherwise he migh... |
| 71819 | hat, a muffler, and a kerchief, and so esc... |
| 71820 | FALSTAFF. Good hearts, devise something; any... |
| 71821 | rather than a mischief. |
| 71822 | MRS. FORD. My Maid's aunt, the fat woman of ... |
| 71823 | a gown above. |
| 71824 | MRS. PAGE. On my word, it will serve him; sh... |
| 71825 | is; and there's her thrumm'd hat, and her ... |
| 71826 | up, Sir John. |
| 71827 | MRS. FORD. Go, go, sweet Sir John. Mistress ... |
| 71828 | look some linen for your head. |
| 71829 | MRS. PAGE. Quick, quick; we'll come dress yo... |
| 71830 | on the gown the while. ... |
| 71831 | MRS. FORD. I would my husband would meet him... |
| 71832 | shape; he cannot abide the old woman of Br... |
| 71833 | swears she's a witch, forbade her my house... |
| 71834 | threat'ned to beat her. |
| 71835 | MRS. PAGE. Heaven guide him to thy husband's... |
| 71836 | the devil guide his cudgel afterwards! |
| 71837 | MRS. FORD. But is my husband coming? |
| 71838 | MRS. PAGE. Ay, in good sadness is he; and ta... |
| 71839 | too, howsoever he hath had intelligence. |
| 71840 | MRS. FORD. We'll try that; for I'll appoint ... |
| 71841 | the basket again, to meet him at the door ... |
| 71842 | did last time. |
| 71843 | MRS. PAGE. Nay, but he'll be here presently;... |
| 71844 | him like the witch of Brainford. |
| 71845 | MRS. FORD. I'll first direct my men what the... |
| 71846 | the basket. Go up; I'll bring linen for hi... |
| 71847 | MRS. PAGE. Hang him, dishonest varlet! we ca... |
| 71848 | him enough. |
| 71849 | We'll leave a proof, by that which we will... |
| 71850 | Wives may be merry and yet honest too. |
| 71851 | We do not act that often jest and laugh; |
| 71852 | 'Tis old but true: Still swine eats all th... |
| 71853 | Re-enter MISTRESS FORD, with two S... |
| 71854 | MRS. FORD. Go, sirs, take the basket again o... |
| 71855 | your master is hard at door; if he bid you... |
| 71856 | him; quickly, dispatch. ... |
| 71857 | FIRST SERVANT. Come, come, take it up. |
| 71858 | SECOND SERVANT. Pray heaven it be not full o... |
| 71859 | FIRST SERVANT. I hope not; I had lief as bea... |
| 71860 | Enter FORD, PAGE, SHALLOW, CAIUS, and SIR ... |
| 71861 | FORD. Ay, but if it prove true, Master Page,... |
| 71862 | way then to unfool me again? Set down the ... |
| 71863 | Somebody call my wife. Youth in a basket! ... |
| 71864 | rascals, there's a knot, a ging, a pack, a... |
| 71865 | against me. Now shall the devil be sham'd.... |
| 71866 | say! Come, come forth; behold what honest ... |
| 71867 | send forth to bleaching. |
| 71868 | PAGE. Why, this passes, Master Ford; you are... |
| 71869 | any longer; you must be pinion'd. |
| 71870 | EVANS. Why, this is lunatics. This is mad as... |
| 71871 | SHALLOW. Indeed, Master Ford, this is not we... |
| 71872 | FORD. So say I too, sir. |
| 71873 | Re-enter MISTRESS FORD |
| 71874 | Come hither, Mistress Ford; Mistress Ford,... |
| 71875 | woman, the modest wife, the virtuous creat... |
| 71876 | the jealous fool to her husband! I suspect... |
| 71877 | Mistress, do I? |
| 71878 | MRS. FORD. Heaven be my witness, you do, if ... |
| 71879 | me in any dishonesty. |
| 71880 | FORD. Well said, brazen-face; hold it out. C... |
| 71881 | [Pulling clothes ou... |
| 71882 | PAGE. This passes! |
| 71883 | MRS. FORD. Are you not asham'd? Let the clot... |
| 71884 | FORD. I shall find you anon. |
| 71885 | EVANS. 'Tis unreasonable. Will you take up y... |
| 71886 | clothes? Come away. |
| 71887 | FORD. Empty the basket, I say. |
| 71888 | MRS. FORD. Why, man, why? |
| 71889 | FORD. Master Page, as I am a man, there was ... |
| 71890 | out of my house yesterday in this basket. ... |
| 71891 | he be there again? In my house I am sure h... |
| 71892 | intelligence is true; my jealousy is reaso... |
| 71893 | Pluck me out all the linen. |
| 71894 | MRS. FORD. If you find a man there, he shall... |
| 71895 | death. |
| 71896 | PAGE. Here's no man. |
| 71897 | SHALLOW. By my fidelity, this is not well, M... |
| 71898 | wrongs you. |
| 71899 | EVANS. Master Ford, you must pray, and not f... |
| 71900 | imaginations of your own heart; this is je... |
| 71901 | FORD. Well, he's not here I seek for. |
| 71902 | PAGE. No, nor nowhere else but in your brain. |
| 71903 | FORD. Help to search my house this one time.... |
| 71904 | what I seek, show no colour for my extremi... |
| 71905 | ever be your table sport; let them say of ... |
| 71906 | Ford, that search'd a hollow walnut for hi... |
| 71907 | Satisfy me once more; once more search wit... |
| 71908 | MRS. FORD. What, hoa, Mistress Page! Come yo... |
| 71909 | woman down; my husband will come into the ... |
| 71910 | FORD. Old woman? what old woman's that? |
| 71911 | MRS. FORD. Why, it is my maid's aunt of Brai... |
| 71912 | FORD. A witch, a quean, an old cozening quea... |
| 71913 | forbid her my house? She comes of errands,... |
| 71914 | are simple men; we do not know what's brou... |
| 71915 | under the profession of fortune-telling. S... |
| 71916 | charms, by spells, by th' figure, and such... |
| 71917 | is, beyond our element. We know nothing. C... |
| 71918 | witch, you hag you; come down, I say. |
| 71919 | MRS. FORD. Nay, good sweet husband! Good gen... |
| 71920 | him not strike the old woman. |
| 71921 | Re-enter FALSTAFF in woman's clothes, and M... |
| 71922 | MRS. PAGE. Come, Mother Prat; come. give me ... |
| 71923 | FORD. I'll prat her. [Beating him] Out of ... |
| 71924 | witch, you hag, you. baggage, you polecat,... |
| 71925 | Out, out! I'll conjure you, I'll fortune-t... |
| 71926 | ... |
| 71927 | MRS. PAGE. Are you not asham'd? I think you ... |
| 71928 | poor woman. |
| 71929 | MRS. FORD. Nay, he will do it. 'Tis a goodly... |
| 71930 | FORD. Hang her, witch! |
| 71931 | EVANS. By yea and no, I think the oman is a ... |
| 71932 | like not when a oman has a great peard; I ... |
| 71933 | under his muffler. |
| 71934 | FORD. Will you follow, gentlemen? I beseech ... |
| 71935 | see but the issue of my jealousy; if I cry... |
| 71936 | trail, never trust me when I open again. |
| 71937 | PAGE. Let's obey his humour a little further... |
| 71938 | gentlemen. Exeunt all but MRS. ... |
| 71939 | MRS. PAGE. Trust me, he beat him most pitifu... |
| 71940 | MRS. FORD. Nay, by th' mass, that he did not... |
| 71941 | most unpitifully methought. |
| 71942 | MRS. PAGE. I'll have the cudgel hallow'd and... |
| 71943 | altar; it hath done meritorious service. |
| 71944 | MRS. FORD. What think you? May we, with the ... |
| 71945 | womanhood and the witness of a good consci... |
| 71946 | him with any further revenge? |
| 71947 | MRS. PAGE. The spirit of wantonness is sure ... |
| 71948 | him; if the devil have him not in fee-simp... |
| 71949 | recovery, he will never, I think, in the w... |
| 71950 | attempt us again. |
| 71951 | MRS. FORD. Shall we tell our husbands how we... |
| 71952 | him? |
| 71953 | MRS. PAGE. Yes, by all means; if it be but t... |
| 71954 | figures out of your husband's brains. If t... |
| 71955 | hearts the poor unvirtuous fat knight shal... |
| 71956 | afflicted, we two will still be the minist... |
| 71957 | MRS. FORD. I'll warrant they'll have him pub... |
| 71958 | and methinks there would be no period to t... |
| 71959 | he not be publicly sham'd. |
| 71960 | MRS. PAGE. Come, to the forge with it then; ... |
| 71961 | would not have things cool. ... |
| 71962 | SCENE 3. |
| 71963 | The Garter Inn |
| 71964 | Enter HOST and BARDOLPH |
| 71965 | BARDOLPH. Sir, the Germans desire to have th... |
| 71966 | horses; the Duke himself will be to-morrow... |
| 71967 | they are going to meet him. |
| 71968 | HOST. What duke should that be comes so secr... |
| 71969 | not of him in the court. Let me speak with... |
| 71970 | they speak English? |
| 71971 | BARDOLPH. Ay, sir; I'll call them to you. |
| 71972 | HOST. They shall have my horses, but I'll ma... |
| 71973 | I'll sauce them; they have had my house a ... |
| 71974 | command; I have turn'd away my other guest... |
| 71975 | come off; I'll sauce them. Come. ... |
| 71976 | SCENE 4 |
| 71977 | FORD'S house |
| 71978 | Enter PAGE, FORD, MISTRESS PAGE, MISTRESS FORD... |
| 71979 | EVANS. 'Tis one of the best discretions of a... |
| 71980 | did look upon. |
| 71981 | PAGE. And did he send you both these letters... |
| 71982 | MRS. PAGE. Within a quarter of an hour. |
| 71983 | FORD. Pardon me, wife. Henceforth, do what t... |
| 71984 | I rather will suspect the sun with cold |
| 71985 | Than thee with wantonness. Now doth thy ho... |
| 71986 | In him that was of late an heretic, |
| 71987 | As firm as faith. |
| 71988 | PAGE. 'Tis well, 'tis well; no more. |
| 71989 | Be not as extreme in submission as in offe... |
| 71990 | But let our plot go forward. Let our wives |
| 71991 | Yet once again, to make us public sport, |
| 71992 | Appoint a meeting with this old fat fellow, |
| 71993 | Where we may take him and disgrace him for... |
| 71994 | FORD. There is no better way than that they ... |
| 71995 | PAGE. How? To send him word they'll meet him... |
| 71996 | at midnight? Fie, fie! he'll never come! |
| 71997 | EVANS. You say he has been thrown in the riv... |
| 71998 | been grievously peaten as an old oman; met... |
| 71999 | should be terrors in him, that he should n... |
| 72000 | methinks his flesh is punish'd; he shall h... |
| 72001 | PAGE. So think I too. |
| 72002 | MRS. FORD. Devise but how you'll use him whe... |
| 72003 | And let us two devise to bring him thither. |
| 72004 | MRS. PAGE. There is an old tale goes that He... |
| 72005 | Sometime a keeper here in Windsor Forest, |
| 72006 | Doth all the winter-time, at still midnight, |
| 72007 | Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd... |
| 72008 | And there he blasts the tree, and takes th... |
| 72009 | And makes milch-kine yield blood, and shak... |
| 72010 | In a most hideous and dreadful manner. |
| 72011 | You have heard of such a spirit, and well ... |
| 72012 | The superstitious idle-headed eld |
| 72013 | Receiv'd, and did deliver to our age, |
| 72014 | This tale of Heme the Hunter for a truth. |
| 72015 | PAGE. Why yet there want not many that do fear |
| 72016 | In deep of night to walk by this Herne's oak. |
| 72017 | But what of this? |
| 72018 | MRS. FORD. Marry, this is our device- |
| 72019 | That Falstaff at that oak shall meet with us, |
| 72020 | Disguis'd, like Heme, with huge horns on h... |
| 72021 | PAGE. Well, let it not be doubted but he'll ... |
| 72022 | And in this shape. When you have brought h... |
| 72023 | What shall be done with him? What is your ... |
| 72024 | MRS. PAGE. That likewise have we thought upo... |
| 72025 | thus: |
| 72026 | Nan Page my daughter, and my little son, |
| 72027 | And three or four more of their growth, we... |
| 72028 | Like urchins, ouphes, and fairies, green a... |
| 72029 | With rounds of waxen tapers on their heads, |
| 72030 | And rattles in their hands; upon a sudden, |
| 72031 | As Falstaff, she, and I, are newly met, |
| 72032 | Let them from forth a sawpit rush at once |
| 72033 | With some diffused song; upon their sight |
| 72034 | We two in great amazedness will fly. |
| 72035 | Then let them all encircle him about, |
| 72036 | And fairy-like, to pinch the unclean knight; |
| 72037 | And ask him why, that hour of fairy revel, |
| 72038 | In their so sacred paths he dares to tread |
| 72039 | In shape profane. |
| 72040 | MRS. FORD. And till he tell the truth, |
| 72041 | Let the supposed fairies pinch him sound, |
| 72042 | And burn him with their tapers. |
| 72043 | MRS. PAGE. The truth being known, |
| 72044 | We'll all present ourselves; dis-horn the ... |
| 72045 | And mock him home to Windsor. |
| 72046 | FORD. The children must |
| 72047 | Be practis'd well to this or they'll nev'r... |
| 72048 | EVANS. I will teach the children their behav... |
| 72049 | be like a jack-an-apes also, to burn the k... |
| 72050 | taber. |
| 72051 | FORD. That will be excellent. I'll go buy th... |
| 72052 | MRS. PAGE. My Nan shall be the Queen of all ... |
| 72053 | Finely attired in a robe of white. |
| 72054 | PAGE. That silk will I go buy. [Aside] And... |
| 72055 | Shall Master Slender steal my Nan away, |
| 72056 | And marry her at Eton.-Go, send to Falstaf... |
| 72057 | FORD. Nay, I'll to him again, in name of Brook; |
| 72058 | He'll tell me all his purpose. Sure, he'll... |
| 72059 | MRS. PAGE. Fear not you that. Go get us prop... |
| 72060 | And tricking for our fairies. |
| 72061 | EVANS. Let us about it. It is admirable plea... |
| 72062 | honest knaveries. Exeunt PAG... |
| 72063 | MRS. PAGE. Go, Mistress Ford. |
| 72064 | Send Quickly to Sir John to know his mind. |
| 72065 | ... |
| 72066 | I'll to the Doctor; he hath my good will, |
| 72067 | And none but he, to marry with Nan Page. |
| 72068 | That Slender, though well landed, is an id... |
| 72069 | And he my husband best of all affects. |
| 72070 | The Doctor is well money'd, and his friends |
| 72071 | Potent at court; he, none but he, shall ha... |
| 72072 | Though twenty thousand worthier come to cr... |
| 72073 | SCENE 5. |
| 72074 | The Garter Inn |
| 72075 | Enter HOST and SIMPLE |
| 72076 | HOST. What wouldst thou have, boor? What, th... |
| 72077 | Speak, breathe, discuss; brief, short, qui... |
| 72078 | SIMPLE. Marry, sir, I come to speak with Sir... |
| 72079 | from Master Slender. |
| 72080 | HOST. There's his chamber, his house, his ca... |
| 72081 | standing-bed and truckle-bed; 'tis painted... |
| 72082 | story of the Prodigal, fresh and new. Go, ... |
| 72083 | speak like an Anthropophaginian unto thee.... |
| 72084 | SIMPLE. There's an old woman, a fat woman, g... |
| 72085 | his chamber; I'll be so bold as stay, sir,... |
| 72086 | I come to speak with her, indeed. |
| 72087 | HOST. Ha! a fat woman? The knight may be rob... |
| 72088 | Bully knight! Bully Sir John! Speak from t... |
| 72089 | military. Art thou there? It is thine host... |
| 72090 | FALSTAFF. [Above] How now, mine host? |
| 72091 | HOST. Here's a Bohemian-Tartar tarries the c... |
| 72092 | thy fat woman. Let her descend, bully, let... |
| 72093 | my chambers are honourible. Fie, privacy, ... |
| 72094 | Enter FALSTAFF |
| 72095 | FALSTAFF. There was, mine host, an old fat w... |
| 72096 | now with, me; but she's gone. |
| 72097 | SIMPLE. Pray you, sir, was't not the wise wo... |
| 72098 | Brainford? |
| 72099 | FALSTAFF. Ay, marry was it, mussel-shell. Wh... |
| 72100 | with her? |
| 72101 | SIMPLE. My master, sir, my Master Slender, s... |
| 72102 | seeing her go thorough the streets, to kno... |
| 72103 | Nym, sir, that beguil'd him of a chain, ha... |
| 72104 | FALSTAFF. I spake with the old woman about it. |
| 72105 | SIMPLE. And what says she, I pray, sir? |
| 72106 | FALSTAFF Marry, she says that the very same ... |
| 72107 | beguil'd Master Slender of his chain cozen... |
| 72108 | SIMPLE. I would I could have spoken with the... |
| 72109 | herself; I had other things to have spoken... |
| 72110 | from him. |
| 72111 | FALSTAFF. What are they? Let us know. |
| 72112 | HOST. Ay, come; quick. |
| 72113 | SIMPLE. I may not conceal them, sir. |
| 72114 | FALSTAFF. Conceal them, or thou diest. |
| 72115 | SIMPLE.. Why, sir, they were nothing but a... |
| 72116 | Anne Page: to know if it were my master's ... |
| 72117 | have her or no. |
| 72118 | FALSTAFF. 'Tis, 'tis his fortune. |
| 72119 | SIMPLE. What sir? |
| 72120 | FALSTAFF. To have her, or no. Go; say the wo... |
| 72121 | so. |
| 72122 | SIMPLE. May I be bold to say so, sir? |
| 72123 | FALSTAFF. Ay, sir, like who more bold? |
| 72124 | SIMPLE., I thank your worship; I shall make ... |
| 72125 | with these tidings. ... |
| 72126 | HOST. Thou art clerkly, thou art clerkly, Si... |
| 72127 | there a wise woman with thee? |
| 72128 | FALSTAFF. Ay, that there was, mine host; one... |
| 72129 | taught me more wit than ever I learn'd bef... |
| 72130 | and I paid nothing for it neither, but was... |
| 72131 | learning. |
| 72132 | Enter BARDOLPH |
| 72133 | BARDOLPH. Out, alas, sir, cozenage, mere coz... |
| 72134 | HOST. Where be my horses? Speak well of them... |
| 72135 | BARDOLPH. Run away with the cozeners; for so... |
| 72136 | came beyond Eton, they threw me off from b... |
| 72137 | them, in a slough of mire; and set spurs a... |
| 72138 | three German devils, three Doctor Faustuses. |
| 72139 | HOST. They are gone but to meet the Duke, vi... |
| 72140 | say they be fled. Germans are honest men. |
| 72141 | Enter SIR HUGH EVANS |
| 72142 | EVANS. Where is mine host? |
| 72143 | HOST. What is the matter, sir? |
| 72144 | EVANS. Have a care of your entertainments. T... |
| 72145 | of mine come to town tells me there is thr... |
| 72146 | cozen-germans that has cozen'd all the hos... |
| 72147 | of Maidenhead, of Colebrook, of horses and... |
| 72148 | good will, look you; you are wise, and ful... |
| 72149 | vlouting-stogs, and 'tis not convenient yo... |
| 72150 | cozened. Fare you well. ... |
| 72151 | Enter DOCTOR CAIUS |
| 72152 | CAIUS. Vere is mine host de Jarteer? |
| 72153 | HOST. Here, Master Doctor, in perplexity and... |
| 72154 | dilemma. |
| 72155 | CAIUS. I cannot tell vat is dat; but it is t... |
| 72156 | make grand preparation for a Duke de Jaman... |
| 72157 | trot, dere is no duke that the court is kn... |
| 72158 | tell you for good will. Adieu. ... |
| 72159 | HOST. Hue and cry, villain, go! Assist me, k... |
| 72160 | undone. Fly, run, hue and cry, villain; I ... |
| 72161 | Exeunt... |
| 72162 | FALSTAFF. I would all the world might be coz... |
| 72163 | been cozen'd and beaten too. If it should ... |
| 72164 | of the court how I have been transformed, ... |
| 72165 | transformation hath been wash'd and cudgel... |
| 72166 | would melt me out of my fat, drop by drop,... |
| 72167 | fishermen's boots with me; I warrant they ... |
| 72168 | with their fine wits till I were as crestf... |
| 72169 | I never prosper'd since I forswore myself ... |
| 72170 | if my wind were but long enough to say my ... |
| 72171 | would repent. |
| 72172 | Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY |
| 72173 | Now! whence come you? |
| 72174 | QUICKLY. From the two parties, forsooth. |
| 72175 | FALSTAFF. The devil take one party and his d... |
| 72176 | And so they shall be both bestowed. I have... |
| 72177 | for their sakes, more than the villainous ... |
| 72178 | man's disposition is able to bear. |
| 72179 | QUICKLY. And have not they suffer'd? Yes, I ... |
| 72180 | speciously one of them; Mistress Ford, goo... |
| 72181 | black and blue, that you cannot see a whit... |
| 72182 | FALSTAFF. What tell'st thou me of black and ... |
| 72183 | beaten myself into all the colours of the ... |
| 72184 | was like to be apprehended for the witch o... |
| 72185 | that my admirable dexterity of wit, my cou... |
| 72186 | action of an old woman, deliver'd me, the ... |
| 72187 | had set me i' th' stocks, i' th' common st... |
| 72188 | QUICKLY. Sir, let me speak with you in your ... |
| 72189 | shall hear how things go, and, I warrant, ... |
| 72190 | Here is a letter will say somewhat. Good h... |
| 72191 | here is to bring you together! Sure, one o... |
| 72192 | serve heaven well, that you are so cross'd. |
| 72193 | FALSTAFF. Come up into my chamber. ... |
| 72194 | SCENE 6. |
| 72195 | The Garter Inn |
| 72196 | Enter FENTON and HOST |
| 72197 | HOST. Master Fenton, talk not to me; my mind... |
| 72198 | will give over all. |
| 72199 | FENTON. Yet hear me speak. Assist me in my p... |
| 72200 | And, as I am a gentleman, I'll give the |
| 72201 | A hundred pound in gold more than your loss. |
| 72202 | HOST. I will hear you, Master Fenton; and I ... |
| 72203 | keep your counsel. |
| 72204 | FENTON. From time to time I have acquainted you |
| 72205 | With the dear love I bear to fair Anne Page; |
| 72206 | Who, mutually, hath answer'd my affection, |
| 72207 | So far forth as herself might be her chooser, |
| 72208 | Even to my wish. I have a letter from her |
| 72209 | Of such contents as you will wonder at; |
| 72210 | The mirth whereof so larded with my matter |
| 72211 | That neither, singly, can be manifested |
| 72212 | Without the show of both. Fat Falstaff |
| 72213 | Hath a great scene. The image of the jest |
| 72214 | I'll show you here at large. Hark, good mi... |
| 72215 | To-night at Heme's oak, just 'twixt twelve... |
| 72216 | Must my sweet Nan present the Fairy Queen- |
| 72217 | The purpose why is here-in which disguise, |
| 72218 | While other jests are something rank on foot, |
| 72219 | Her father hath commanded her to slip |
| 72220 | Away with Slender, and with him at Eton |
| 72221 | Immediately to marry; she hath consented. |
| 72222 | Now, sir, |
| 72223 | Her mother, even strong against that match |
| 72224 | And firm for Doctor Caius, hath appointed |
| 72225 | That he shall likewise shuffle her away |
| 72226 | While other sports are tasking of their mi... |
| 72227 | And at the dean'ry, where a priest attends, |
| 72228 | Straight marry her. To this her mother's plot |
| 72229 | She seemingly obedient likewise hath |
| 72230 | Made promise to the doctor. Now thus it re... |
| 72231 | Her father means she shall be all in white; |
| 72232 | And in that habit, when Slender sees his t... |
| 72233 | To take her by the hand and bid her go, |
| 72234 | She shall go with him; her mother hath int... |
| 72235 | The better to denote her to the doctor- |
| 72236 | For they must all be mask'd and vizarded- |
| 72237 | That quaint in green she shall be loose en... |
| 72238 | With ribands pendent, flaring 'bout her head; |
| 72239 | And when the doctor spies his vantage ripe, |
| 72240 | To pinch her by the hand, and, on that token, |
| 72241 | The maid hath given consent to go with him. |
| 72242 | HOST. Which means she to deceive, father or ... |
| 72243 | FENTON. Both, my good host, to go along with... |
| 72244 | And here it rests-that you'll procure the ... |
| 72245 | To stay for me at church, 'twixt twelve an... |
| 72246 | And in the lawful name of marrying, |
| 72247 | To give our hearts united ceremony. |
| 72248 | HOST. Well, husband your device; I'll to the... |
| 72249 | Bring you the maid, you shall not lack a p... |
| 72250 | FENTON. So shall I evermore be bound to thee; |
| 72251 | Besides, I'll make a present recompense. ... |
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| 72260 | ACT V. SCENE 1. |
| 72261 | The Garter Inn |
| 72262 | Enter FALSTAFF and MISTRESS QUICKLY |
| 72263 | FALSTAFF. Prithee, no more prattling; go. I'... |
| 72264 | the third time; I hope good luck lies in o... |
| 72265 | Away, go; they say there is divinity in od... |
| 72266 | in nativity, chance, or death. Away. |
| 72267 | QUICKLY. I'll provide you a chain, and I'll ... |
| 72268 | get you a pair of horns. |
| 72269 | FALSTAFF. Away, I say; time wears; hold up y... |
| 72270 | mince. ... |
| 72271 | Enter FORD disguised |
| 72272 | How now, Master Brook. Master Brook, the m... |
| 72273 | be known tonight or never. Be you in the P... |
| 72274 | midnight, at Herne's oak, and you shall se... |
| 72275 | FORD. Went you not to her yesterday, sir, as... |
| 72276 | you had appointed? |
| 72277 | FALSTAFF. I went to her, Master Brook, as yo... |
| 72278 | poor old man; but I came from her, Master ... |
| 72279 | poor old woman. That same knave Ford, her ... |
| 72280 | the finest mad devil of jealousy in him, M... |
| 72281 | ever govern'd frenzy. I will tell you-he b... |
| 72282 | in the shape of a woman; for in the shape ... |
| 72283 | Brook, I fear not Goliath with a weaver's ... |
| 72284 | I know also life is a shuttle. I am in has... |
| 72285 | me; I'll. tell you all, Master Brook. Sinc... |
| 72286 | play'd truant, and whipp'd top, I knew not... |
| 72287 | be beaten till lately. Follow me. I'll tel... |
| 72288 | of this knave-Ford, on whom to-night I wil... |
| 72289 | and I will deliver his wife into your hand... |
| 72290 | things in hand, Master Brook! Follow. ... |
| 72291 | SCENE 2. |
| 72292 | Windsor Park |
| 72293 | Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER |
| 72294 | PAGE. Come, come; we'll couch i' th' Castle ... |
| 72295 | see the light of our fairies. Remember, so... |
| 72296 | SLENDER. Ay, forsooth; I have spoke with her... |
| 72297 | a nay-word how to know one another. I come... |
| 72298 | white and cry 'mum'; she cries 'budget,' a... |
| 72299 | know one another. |
| 72300 | SHALLOW. That's good too; but what needs eit... |
| 72301 | or her budget? The white will decipher her... |
| 72302 | It hath struck ten o'clock. |
| 72303 | PAGE. The night is dark; light and spirits w... |
| 72304 | Heaven prosper our sport! No man means evi... |
| 72305 | devil, and we shall know him by his horns.... |
| 72306 | follow me. ... |
| 72307 | SCENE 3. |
| 72308 | A street leading to the Park |
| 72309 | Enter MISTRESS PAGE, MISTRESS FORD, and DOCTOR... |
| 72310 | MRS. PAGE. Master Doctor, my daughter is in ... |
| 72311 | you see your time, take her by the hand, a... |
| 72312 | the deanery, and dispatch it quickly. Go b... |
| 72313 | Park; we two must go together. |
| 72314 | CAIUS. I know vat I have to do; adieu. |
| 72315 | MRS. PAGE. Fare you well, sir. [Exit CAIUS]... |
| 72316 | will not rejoice so much at the abuse of F... |
| 72317 | chafe at the doctor's marrying my daughter... |
| 72318 | matter; better a little chiding than a gre... |
| 72319 | heartbreak. |
| 72320 | MRS. FORD. Where is Nan now, and her troop o... |
| 72321 | the Welsh devil, Hugh? |
| 72322 | MRS. PAGE. They are all couch'd in a pit har... |
| 72323 | oak, with obscur'd lights; which, at the v... |
| 72324 | Falstaff's and our meeting, they will at o... |
| 72325 | night. |
| 72326 | MRS. FORD. That cannot choose but amaze him. |
| 72327 | MRS. PAGE. If he be not amaz'd, he will be m... |
| 72328 | amaz'd, he will every way be mock'd. |
| 72329 | MRS. FORD. We'll betray him finely. |
| 72330 | MRS. PAGE. Against such lewdsters and their ... |
| 72331 | Those that betray them do no treachery. |
| 72332 | MRS. FORD. The hour draws on. To the oak, to... |
| 72333 | ... |
| 72334 | SCENE 4. |
| 72335 | Windsor Park |
| 72336 | Enter SIR HUGH EVANS like a satyr, with OTHERS... |
| 72337 | EVANS. Trib, trib, fairies; come; and rememb... |
| 72338 | Be pold, I pray you; follow me into the pi... |
| 72339 | give the watch-ords, do as I pid you. Come... |
| 72340 | trib. ... |
| 72341 | SCENE 5. |
| 72342 | Another part of the Park |
| 72343 | Enter FALSTAFF disguised as HERNE |
| 72344 | FALSTAFF. The Windsor bell hath struck twelv... |
| 72345 | draws on. Now the hot-blooded gods assist me! |
| 72346 | Remember, Jove, thou wast a bull for thy E... |
| 72347 | horns. O powerful love! that in some respe... |
| 72348 | beast a man; in some other a man a beast. ... |
| 72349 | Jupiter, a swan, for the love of Leda. O o... |
| 72350 | how near the god drew to the complexion of... |
| 72351 | fault done first in the form of a beast-O ... |
| 72352 | fault!-and then another fault in the sembl... |
| 72353 | think on't, Jove, a foul fault! When gods ... |
| 72354 | what shall poor men do? For me, I am here ... |
| 72355 | stag; and the fattest, I think, i' th' for... |
| 72356 | rut-time, Jove, or who can blame me to pis... |
| 72357 | Who comes here? my doe? |
| 72358 | Enter MISTRESS FORD and MISTRESS PAGE |
| 72359 | MRS. FORD. Sir John! Art thou there, my deer... |
| 72360 | FALSTAFF. My doe with the black scut! Let th... |
| 72361 | potatoes; let it thunder to the tune of Gr... |
| 72362 | kissing-comfits, and snow eringoes; let th... |
| 72363 | of provocation, I will shelter me here. ... |
| 72364 | MRS. FORD. Mistress Page is come with me, sw... |
| 72365 | FALSTAFF. Divide me like a brib'd buck, each... |
| 72366 | will keep my sides to myself, my shoulders... |
| 72367 | of this walk, and my horns I bequeath your... |
| 72368 | I a woodman, ha? Speak I like Heme the Hun... |
| 72369 | now is Cupid a child of conscience; he mak... |
| 72370 | As I am a true spirit, welcome! ... |
| 72371 | MRS. PAGE. Alas, what noise? |
| 72372 | MRS. FORD. Heaven forgive our sins! |
| 72373 | FALSTAFF. What should this be? |
| 72374 | MRS. FORD. } Away, away. |
| 72375 | MRS. PAGE. } Away, away. ... |
| 72376 | FALSTAFF. I think the devil will not have me... |
| 72377 | oil that's in me should set hell on fire; ... |
| 72378 | cross me thus. |
| 72379 | Enter SIR HUGH EVANS like a satyr, ANN... |
| 72380 | a fairy, and OTHERS as the Fairy Queen, ... |
| 72381 | Hobgoblin; all with tapers |
| 72382 | FAIRY QUEEN. Fairies, black, grey, green, an... |
| 72383 | You moonshine revellers, and shades of night, |
| 72384 | You orphan heirs of fixed destiny, |
| 72385 | Attend your office and your quality. |
| 72386 | Crier Hobgoblin, make the fairy oyes. |
| 72387 | PUCK. Elves, list your names; silence, you a... |
| 72388 | Cricket, to Windsor chimneys shalt thou leap; |
| 72389 | Where fires thou find'st unrak'd, and hear... |
| 72390 | There pinch the maids as blue as bilberry; |
| 72391 | Our radiant Queen hates sluts and sluttery. |
| 72392 | FALSTAFF. They are fairies; he that speaks t... |
| 72393 | I'll wink and couch; no man their works mu... |
| 72394 | [Lies d... |
| 72395 | EVANS. Where's Pede? Go you, and where you f... |
| 72396 | That, ere she sleep, has thrice her prayer... |
| 72397 | Raise up the organs of her fantasy |
| 72398 | Sleep she as sound as careless infancy; |
| 72399 | But those as sleep and think not on their ... |
| 72400 | Pinch them, arms, legs, backs, shoulders, ... |
| 72401 | FAIRY QUEEN. About, about; |
| 72402 | Search Windsor castle, elves, within and out; |
| 72403 | Strew good luck, ouphes, on every sacred r... |
| 72404 | That it may stand till the perpetual doom |
| 72405 | In state as wholesome as in state 'tis fit, |
| 72406 | Worthy the owner and the owner it. |
| 72407 | The several chairs of order look you scour |
| 72408 | With juice of balm and every precious flower; |
| 72409 | Each fair instalment, coat, and sev'ral cr... |
| 72410 | With loyal blazon, evermore be blest! |
| 72411 | And nightly, meadow-fairies, look you sing, |
| 72412 | Like to the Garter's compass, in a ring; |
| 72413 | Th' expressure that it bears, green let it... |
| 72414 | More fertile-fresh than all the field to see; |
| 72415 | And 'Honi soit qui mal y pense' write |
| 72416 | In em'rald tufts, flow'rs purple, blue and... |
| 72417 | Like sapphire, pearl, and rich embroidery, |
| 72418 | Buckled below fair knighthood's bending knee. |
| 72419 | Fairies use flow'rs for their charactery. |
| 72420 | Away, disperse; but till 'tis one o'clock, |
| 72421 | Our dance of custom round about the oak |
| 72422 | Of Herne the Hunter let us not forget. |
| 72423 | EVANS. Pray you, lock hand in hand; yourselv... |
| 72424 | And twenty glow-worms shall our lanterns be, |
| 72425 | To guide our measure round about the tree. |
| 72426 | But, stay. I smell a man of middle earth. |
| 72427 | FALSTAFF. Heavens defend me from that Welsh ... |
| 72428 | transform me to a piece of cheese! |
| 72429 | PUCK. Vile worm, thou wast o'erlook'd even i... |
| 72430 | FAIRY QUEEN. With trial-fire touch me his fi... |
| 72431 | If he be chaste, the flame will back descend, |
| 72432 | And turn him to no pain; but if he start, |
| 72433 | It is the flesh of a corrupted heart. |
| 72434 | PUCK. A trial, come. |
| 72435 | EVANS. Come, will this wood take fire? |
| 72436 | [They put the tapers to his finge... |
| 72437 | FALSTAFF. Oh, oh, oh! |
| 72438 | FAIRY QUEEN. Corrupt, corrupt, and tainted i... |
| 72439 | About him, fairies; sing a scornful rhyme; |
| 72440 | And, as you trip, still pinch him to your ... |
| 72441 | THE SONG. |
| 72442 | Fie on sinful fantasy! |
| 72443 | Fie on lust and luxury! |
| 72444 | Lust is but a bloody fire, |
| 72445 | Kindled with unchaste desire, |
| 72446 | Fed in heart, whose flames aspire, |
| 72447 | As thoughts do blow them, higher and higher. |
| 72448 | Pinch him, fairies, mutually; |
| 72449 | Pinch him for his villainy; |
| 72450 | Pinch him and burn him and turn him about, |
| 72451 | Till candles and star-light and moonshine ... |
| 72452 | During this song they pinch FALSTAFF. ... |
| 72453 | CAIUS comes one way, and steals away a... |
| 72454 | green; SLENDER another way, and takes ... |
| 72455 | white; and FENTON steals away ANNE PAG... |
| 72456 | of hunting is heard within. All the fa... |
| 72457 | FALSTAFF pulls off his buck's head, an... |
| 72458 | Enter PAGE, FORD, MISTRESS PAGE, MISTRE... |
| 72459 | SIR HUGH EVANS |
| 72460 | PAGE. Nay, do not fly; I think we have watch... |
| 72461 | Will none but Heme the Hunter serve your t... |
| 72462 | MRS. PAGE. I pray you, come, hold up the jes... |
| 72463 | Now, good Sir John, how like you Windsor w... |
| 72464 | See you these, husband? Do not these fair ... |
| 72465 | Become the forest better than the town? |
| 72466 | FORD. Now, sir, who's a cuckold now? Master ... |
| 72467 | Falstaff's a knave, a cuckoldly knave; her... |
| 72468 | Master Brook; and, Master Brook, he hath e... |
| 72469 | Ford's but his buck-basket, his cudgel, an... |
| 72470 | of money, which must be paid to Master Bro... |
| 72471 | are arrested for it, Master Brook. |
| 72472 | MRS. FORD. Sir John, we have had ill luck; w... |
| 72473 | meet. I will never take you for my love ag... |
| 72474 | always count you my deer. |
| 72475 | FALSTAFF. I do begin to perceive that I am m... |
| 72476 | FORD. Ay, and an ox too; both the proofs are... |
| 72477 | FALSTAFF. And these are not fairies? I was t... |
| 72478 | times in the thought they were not fairies... |
| 72479 | guiltiness of my mind, the sudden surprise... |
| 72480 | drove the grossness of the foppery into a ... |
| 72481 | in despite of the teeth of all rhyme and r... |
| 72482 | were fairies. See now how wit may be made ... |
| 72483 | when 'tis upon ill employment. |
| 72484 | EVANS. Sir John Falstaff, serve Got, and lea... |
| 72485 | and fairies will not pinse you. |
| 72486 | FORD. Well said, fairy Hugh. |
| 72487 | EVANS. And leave you your jealousies too, I ... |
| 72488 | FORD. I will never mistrust my wife again, t... |
| 72489 | to woo her in good English. |
| 72490 | FALSTAFF. Have I laid my brain in the sun, a... |
| 72491 | it wants matter to prevent so gross, o'er-... |
| 72492 | Am I ridden with a Welsh goat too? Shall I... |
| 72493 | of frieze? 'Tis time I were chok'd with a ... |
| 72494 | toasted cheese. |
| 72495 | EVANS. Seese is not good to give putter; you... |
| 72496 | putter. |
| 72497 | FALSTAFF. 'Seese' and 'putter'! Have I liv'd... |
| 72498 | taunt of one that makes fritters of Englis... |
| 72499 | to be the decay of lust and late-walking t... |
| 72500 | MRS. PAGE. Why, Sir John, do you think, thou... |
| 72501 | have thrust virtue out of our hearts by th... |
| 72502 | shoulders, and have given ourselves withou... |
| 72503 | that ever the devil could have made you ou... |
| 72504 | FORD. What, a hodge-pudding? a bag of flax? |
| 72505 | MRS. PAGE. A puff'd man? |
| 72506 | PAGE. Old, cold, wither'd, and of intolerabl... |
| 72507 | FORD. And one that is as slanderous as Satan? |
| 72508 | PAGE. And as poor as Job? |
| 72509 | FORD. And as wicked as his wife? |
| 72510 | EVANS. And given to fornications, and to tav... |
| 72511 | and wine, and metheglins, and to drinkings... |
| 72512 | and starings, pribbles and prabbles? |
| 72513 | FALSTAFF. Well, I am your theme; you have th... |
| 72514 | I am dejected; I am not able to answer the... |
| 72515 | ignorance itself is a plummet o'er me; use... |
| 72516 | FORD. Marry, sir, we'll bring you to Windsor... |
| 72517 | Brook, that you have cozen'd of money, to ... |
| 72518 | should have been a pander. Over and above ... |
| 72519 | suffer'd, I think to repay that money will... |
| 72520 | affliction. |
| 72521 | PAGE. Yet be cheerful, knight; thou shalt ea... |
| 72522 | tonight at my house, where I will desire t... |
| 72523 | wife, that now laughs at thee. Tell her Ma... |
| 72524 | married her daughter. |
| 72525 | MRS. PAGE. [Aside] Doctors doubt that; if ... |
| 72526 | my daughter, she is, by this, Doctor Caius... |
| 72527 | Enter SLENDER |
| 72528 | SLENDER. Whoa, ho, ho, father Page! |
| 72529 | PAGE. Son, how now! how now, son! Have you d... |
| 72530 | SLENDER. Dispatch'd! I'll make the best in G... |
| 72531 | know on't; would I were hang'd, la, else! |
| 72532 | PAGE. Of what, son? |
| 72533 | SLENDER. I came yonder at Eton to marry Mist... |
| 72534 | Page, and she's a great lubberly boy. If i... |
| 72535 | th' church, I would have swing'd him, or h... |
| 72536 | swing'd me. If I did not think it had been... |
| 72537 | would I might never stir!-and 'tis a postm... |
| 72538 | PAGE. Upon my life, then, you took the wrong. |
| 72539 | SLENDER. What need you tell me that? I think... |
| 72540 | took a boy for a girl. If I had been marri... |
| 72541 | he was in woman's apparel, I would not hav... |
| 72542 | PAGE. Why, this is your own folly. Did not I... |
| 72543 | you should know my daughter by her garments? |
| 72544 | SLENDER. I went to her in white and cried 'm... |
| 72545 | cried 'budget' as Anne and I had appointed... |
| 72546 | not Anne, but a postmaster's boy. |
| 72547 | MRS. PAGE. Good George, be not angry. I knew... |
| 72548 | purpose; turn'd my daughter into green; an... |
| 72549 | is now with the Doctor at the dean'ry, and... |
| 72550 | Enter CAIUS |
| 72551 | CAIUS. Vere is Mistress Page? By gar, I am c... |
| 72552 | married un garcon, a boy; un paysan, by ga... |
| 72553 | not Anne Page; by gar, I am cozened. |
| 72554 | MRS. PAGE. Why, did you take her in green? |
| 72555 | CAIUS. Ay, be gar, and 'tis a boy; be gar, I... |
| 72556 | Windsor. ... |
| 72557 | FORD. This is strange. Who hath got the righ... |
| 72558 | PAGE. My heart misgives me; here comes Maste... |
| 72559 | Enter FENTON and ANNE PAGE |
| 72560 | How now, Master Fenton! |
| 72561 | ANNE. Pardon, good father. Good my mother, p... |
| 72562 | PAGE. Now, Mistress, how chance you went not... |
| 72563 | Slender? |
| 72564 | MRS. PAGE. Why went you not with Master Doct... |
| 72565 | FENTON. You do amaze her. Hear the truth of it. |
| 72566 | You would have married her most shamefully, |
| 72567 | Where there was no proportion held in love. |
| 72568 | The truth is, she and I, long since contra... |
| 72569 | Are now so sure that nothing can dissolve us. |
| 72570 | Th' offence is holy that she hath committed; |
| 72571 | And this deceit loses the name of craft, |
| 72572 | Of disobedience, or unduteous title, |
| 72573 | Since therein she doth evitate and shun |
| 72574 | A thousand irreligious cursed hours, |
| 72575 | Which forced marriage would have brought u... |
| 72576 | FORD. Stand not amaz'd; here is no remedy. |
| 72577 | In love, the heavens themselves do guide t... |
| 72578 | Money buys lands, and wives are sold by fate. |
| 72579 | FALSTAFF. I am glad, though you have ta'en a... |
| 72580 | to strike at me, that your arrow hath glan... |
| 72581 | PAGE. Well, what remedy? Fenton, heaven give... |
| 72582 | What cannot be eschew'd must be embrac'd. |
| 72583 | FALSTAFF. When night-dogs run, all sorts of ... |
| 72584 | MRS. PAGE. Well, I will muse no further. Mas... |
| 72585 | Heaven give you many, many merry days! |
| 72586 | Good husband, let us every one go home, |
| 72587 | And laugh this sport o'er by a country fire; |
| 72588 | Sir John and all. |
| 72589 | FORD. Let it be so. Sir John, |
| 72590 | To Master Brook you yet shall hold your word; |
| 72591 | For he, to-night, shall lie with Mistress ... |
| 72592 | THE END |
| 72593 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 72594 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 72595 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
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| 72601 | 1596 |
| 72602 | A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM |
| 72603 | by William Shakespeare |
| 72604 | DRAMATIS PERSONAE |
| 72605 | THESEUS, Duke of Athens |
| 72606 | EGEUS, father to Hermia |
| 72607 | LYSANDER, in love with Hermia |
| 72608 | DEMETRIUS, in love with Hermia |
| 72609 | PHILOSTRATE, Master of the Revels to Theseus |
| 72610 | QUINCE, a carpenter |
| 72611 | SNUG, a joiner |
| 72612 | BOTTOM, a weaver |
| 72613 | FLUTE, a bellows-mender |
| 72614 | SNOUT, a tinker |
| 72615 | STARVELING, a tailor |
| 72616 | HIPPOLYTA, Queen of the Amazons, bethrothed ... |
| 72617 | HERMIA, daughter to Egeus, in love with Lysa... |
| 72618 | HELENA, in love with Demetrius |
| 72619 | OBERON, King of the Fairies |
| 72620 | TITANIA, Queen of the Fairies |
| 72621 | PUCK, or ROBIN GOODFELLOW |
| 72622 | PEASEBLOSSOM, fairy |
| 72623 | COBWEB, fairy |
| 72624 | MOTH, fairy |
| 72625 | MUSTARDSEED, fairy |
| 72626 | PROLOGUE, PYRAMUS, THISBY, WALL, MOONSHINE, ... |
| 72627 | QUINCE, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, STARVELING, ... |
| 72628 | Other Fairies attending their King and Queen |
| 72629 | Attendants on Theseus and Hippolyta |
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| 72638 | SCENE: |
| 72639 | Athens and a wood near it |
| 72640 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 72641 | Athens. The palace of THESEUS |
| 72642 | Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, and ATT... |
| 72643 | THESEUS. Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour |
| 72644 | Draws on apace; four happy days bring in |
| 72645 | Another moon; but, O, methinks, how slow |
| 72646 | This old moon wanes! She lingers my desires, |
| 72647 | Like to a step-dame or a dowager, |
| 72648 | Long withering out a young man's revenue. |
| 72649 | HIPPOLYTA. Four days will quickly steep them... |
| 72650 | Four nights will quickly dream away the time; |
| 72651 | And then the moon, like to a silver bow |
| 72652 | New-bent in heaven, shall behold the night |
| 72653 | Of our solemnities. |
| 72654 | THESEUS. Go, Philostrate, |
| 72655 | Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments; |
| 72656 | Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth; |
| 72657 | Turn melancholy forth to funerals; |
| 72658 | The pale companion is not for our pomp. ... |
| 72659 | Hippolyta, I woo'd thee with my sword, |
| 72660 | And won thy love doing thee injuries; |
| 72661 | But I will wed thee in another key, |
| 72662 | With pomp, with triumph, and with revelling. |
| 72663 | Enter EGEUS, and his daughter HERMIA... |
| 72664 | and DEMETRIUS |
| 72665 | EGEUS. Happy be Theseus, our renowned Duke! |
| 72666 | THESEUS. Thanks, good Egeus; what's the news... |
| 72667 | EGEUS. Full of vexation come I, with complaint |
| 72668 | Against my child, my daughter Hermia. |
| 72669 | Stand forth, Demetrius. My noble lord, |
| 72670 | This man hath my consent to marry her. |
| 72671 | Stand forth, Lysander. And, my gracious Duke, |
| 72672 | This man hath bewitch'd the bosom of my ch... |
| 72673 | Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her ... |
| 72674 | And interchang'd love-tokens with my child; |
| 72675 | Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung, |
| 72676 | With feigning voice, verses of feigning love, |
| 72677 | And stol'n the impression of her fantasy |
| 72678 | With bracelets of thy hair, rings, gawds, ... |
| 72679 | Knacks, trifles, nosegays, sweetmeats- mes... |
| 72680 | Of strong prevailment in unhardened youth; |
| 72681 | With cunning hast thou filch'd my daughter... |
| 72682 | Turn'd her obedience, which is due to me, |
| 72683 | To stubborn harshness. And, my gracious Duke, |
| 72684 | Be it so she will not here before your Grace |
| 72685 | Consent to marry with Demetrius, |
| 72686 | I beg the ancient privilege of Athens: |
| 72687 | As she is mine I may dispose of her; |
| 72688 | Which shall be either to this gentleman |
| 72689 | Or to her death, according to our law |
| 72690 | Immediately provided in that case. |
| 72691 | THESEUS. What say you, Hermia? Be advis'd, f... |
| 72692 | To you your father should be as a god; |
| 72693 | One that compos'd your beauties; yea, and one |
| 72694 | To whom you are but as a form in wax, |
| 72695 | By him imprinted, and within his power |
| 72696 | To leave the figure, or disfigure it. |
| 72697 | Demetrius is a worthy gentleman. |
| 72698 | HERMIA. So is Lysander. |
| 72699 | THESEUS. In himself he is; |
| 72700 | But, in this kind, wanting your father's v... |
| 72701 | The other must be held the worthier. |
| 72702 | HERMIA. I would my father look'd but with my... |
| 72703 | THESEUS. Rather your eyes must with his judg... |
| 72704 | HERMIA. I do entreat your Grace to pardon me. |
| 72705 | I know not by what power I am made bold, |
| 72706 | Nor how it may concern my modesty |
| 72707 | In such a presence here to plead my thoughts; |
| 72708 | But I beseech your Grace that I may know |
| 72709 | The worst that may befall me in this case, |
| 72710 | If I refuse to wed Demetrius. |
| 72711 | THESEUS. Either to die the death, or to abjure |
| 72712 | For ever the society of men. |
| 72713 | Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desi... |
| 72714 | Know of your youth, examine well your blood, |
| 72715 | Whether, if you yield not to your father's... |
| 72716 | You can endure the livery of a nun, |
| 72717 | For aye to be shady cloister mew'd, |
| 72718 | To live a barren sister all your life, |
| 72719 | Chanting faint hymns to the cold fruitless... |
| 72720 | Thrice-blessed they that master so their b... |
| 72721 | To undergo such maiden pilgrimage; |
| 72722 | But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd |
| 72723 | Than that which withering on the virgin thorn |
| 72724 | Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedn... |
| 72725 | HERMIA. So will I grow, so live, so die, my ... |
| 72726 | Ere I will yield my virgin patent up |
| 72727 | Unto his lordship, whose unwished yoke |
| 72728 | My soul consents not to give sovereignty. |
| 72729 | THESEUS. Take time to pause; and by the next... |
| 72730 | The sealing-day betwixt my love and me |
| 72731 | For everlasting bond of fellowship- |
| 72732 | Upon that day either prepare to die |
| 72733 | For disobedience to your father's will, |
| 72734 | Or else to wed Demetrius, as he would, |
| 72735 | Or on Diana's altar to protest |
| 72736 | For aye austerity and single life. |
| 72737 | DEMETRIUS. Relent, sweet Hermia; and, Lysand... |
| 72738 | Thy crazed title to my certain right. |
| 72739 | LYSANDER. You have her father's love, Demetr... |
| 72740 | Let me have Hermia's; do you marry him. |
| 72741 | EGEUS. Scornful Lysander, true, he hath my l... |
| 72742 | And what is mine my love shall render him; |
| 72743 | And she is mine; and all my right of her |
| 72744 | I do estate unto Demetrius. |
| 72745 | LYSANDER. I am, my lord, as well deriv'd as he, |
| 72746 | As well possess'd; my love is more than his; |
| 72747 | My fortunes every way as fairly rank'd, |
| 72748 | If not with vantage, as Demetrius'; |
| 72749 | And, which is more than all these boasts c... |
| 72750 | I am belov'd of beauteous Hermia. |
| 72751 | Why should not I then prosecute my right? |
| 72752 | Demetrius, I'll avouch it to his head, |
| 72753 | Made love to Nedar's daughter, Helena, |
| 72754 | And won her soul; and she, sweet lady, dotes, |
| 72755 | Devoutly dotes, dotes in idolatry, |
| 72756 | Upon this spotted and inconstant man. |
| 72757 | THESEUS. I must confess that I have heard so... |
| 72758 | And with Demetrius thought to have spoke t... |
| 72759 | But, being over-full of self-affairs, |
| 72760 | My mind did lose it. But, Demetrius, come; |
| 72761 | And come, Egeus; you shall go with me; |
| 72762 | I have some private schooling for you both. |
| 72763 | For you, fair Hermia, look you arm yourself |
| 72764 | To fit your fancies to your father's will, |
| 72765 | Or else the law of Athens yields you up- |
| 72766 | Which by no means we may extenuate- |
| 72767 | To death, or to a vow of single life. |
| 72768 | Come, my Hippolyta; what cheer, my love? |
| 72769 | Demetrius, and Egeus, go along; |
| 72770 | I must employ you in some business |
| 72771 | Against our nuptial, and confer with you |
| 72772 | Of something nearly that concerns yourselves. |
| 72773 | EGEUS. With duty and desire we follow you. |
| 72774 | Exeunt all but L... |
| 72775 | LYSANDER. How now, my love! Why is your chee... |
| 72776 | How chance the roses there do fade so fast? |
| 72777 | HERMIA. Belike for want of rain, which I cou... |
| 72778 | Beteem them from the tempest of my eyes. |
| 72779 | LYSANDER. Ay me! for aught that I could ever... |
| 72780 | Could ever hear by tale or history, |
| 72781 | The course of true love never did run smooth; |
| 72782 | But either it was different in blood- |
| 72783 | HERMIA. O cross! too high to be enthrall'd t... |
| 72784 | LYSANDER. Or else misgraffed in respect of y... |
| 72785 | HERMIA. O spite! too old to be engag'd to yo... |
| 72786 | LYSANDER. Or else it stood upon the choice o... |
| 72787 | HERMIA. O hell! to choose love by another's ... |
| 72788 | LYSANDER. Or, if there were a sympathy in ch... |
| 72789 | War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it, |
| 72790 | Making it momentary as a sound, |
| 72791 | Swift as a shadow, short as any dream, |
| 72792 | Brief as the lightning in the collied night |
| 72793 | That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and... |
| 72794 | And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!' |
| 72795 | The jaws of darkness do devour it up; |
| 72796 | So quick bright things come to confusion. |
| 72797 | HERMIA. If then true lovers have ever cross'... |
| 72798 | It stands as an edict in destiny. |
| 72799 | Then let us teach our trial patience, |
| 72800 | Because it is a customary cross, |
| 72801 | As due to love as thoughts and dreams and ... |
| 72802 | Wishes and tears, poor Fancy's followers. |
| 72803 | LYSANDER. A good persuasion; therefore, hear... |
| 72804 | I have a widow aunt, a dowager |
| 72805 | Of great revenue, and she hath no child- |
| 72806 | From Athens is her house remote seven leag... |
| 72807 | And she respects me as her only son. |
| 72808 | There, gentle Hermia, may I marry thee; |
| 72809 | And to that place the sharp Athenian law |
| 72810 | Cannot pursue us. If thou lovest me then, |
| 72811 | Steal forth thy father's house to-morrow n... |
| 72812 | And in the wood, a league without the town, |
| 72813 | Where I did meet thee once with Helena |
| 72814 | To do observance to a morn of May, |
| 72815 | There will I stay for thee. |
| 72816 | HERMIA. My good Lysander! |
| 72817 | I swear to thee by Cupid's strongest bow, |
| 72818 | By his best arrow, with the golden head, |
| 72819 | By the simplicity of Venus' doves, |
| 72820 | By that which knitteth souls and prospers ... |
| 72821 | And by that fire which burn'd the Carthage... |
| 72822 | When the false Troyan under sail was seen, |
| 72823 | By all the vows that ever men have broke, |
| 72824 | In number more than ever women spoke, |
| 72825 | In that same place thou hast appointed me, |
| 72826 | To-morrow truly will I meet with thee. |
| 72827 | LYSANDER. Keep promise, love. Look, here com... |
| 72828 | Enter HELENA |
| 72829 | HERMIA. God speed fair Helena! Whither away? |
| 72830 | HELENA. Call you me fair? That fair again un... |
| 72831 | Demetrius loves your fair. O happy fair! |
| 72832 | Your eyes are lode-stars and your tongue's... |
| 72833 | More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear, |
| 72834 | When wheat is green, when hawthorn buds ap... |
| 72835 | Sickness is catching; O, were favour so, |
| 72836 | Yours would I catch, fair Hermia, ere I go! |
| 72837 | My ear should catch your voice, my eye you... |
| 72838 | My tongue should catch your tongue's sweet... |
| 72839 | Were the world mine, Demetrius being bated, |
| 72840 | The rest I'd give to be to you translated. |
| 72841 | O, teach me how you look, and with what art |
| 72842 | You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart! |
| 72843 | HERMIA. I frown upon him, yet he loves me st... |
| 72844 | HELENA. O that your frowns would teach my sm... |
| 72845 | HERMIA. I give him curses, yet he gives me l... |
| 72846 | HELENA. O that my prayers could such affecti... |
| 72847 | HERMIA. The more I hate, the more he follows... |
| 72848 | HELENA. The more I love, the more he hateth me. |
| 72849 | HERMIA. His folly, Helena, is no fault of mine. |
| 72850 | HELENA. None, but your beauty; would that fa... |
| 72851 | HERMIA. Take comfort: he no more shall see m... |
| 72852 | Lysander and myself will fly this place. |
| 72853 | Before the time I did Lysander see, |
| 72854 | Seem'd Athens as a paradise to me. |
| 72855 | O, then, what graces in my love do dwell, |
| 72856 | That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell! |
| 72857 | LYSANDER. Helen, to you our minds we will un... |
| 72858 | To-morrow night, when Phoebe doth behold |
| 72859 | Her silver visage in the wat'ry glass, |
| 72860 | Decking with liquid pearl the bladed grass, |
| 72861 | A time that lovers' flights doth still con... |
| 72862 | Through Athens' gates have we devis'd to s... |
| 72863 | HERMIA. And in the wood where often you and I |
| 72864 | Upon faint primrose beds were wont to lie, |
| 72865 | Emptying our bosoms of their counsel sweet, |
| 72866 | There my Lysander and myself shall meet; |
| 72867 | And thence from Athens turn away our eyes, |
| 72868 | To seek new friends and stranger companies. |
| 72869 | Farewell, sweet playfellow; pray thou for us, |
| 72870 | And good luck grant thee thy Demetrius! |
| 72871 | Keep word, Lysander; we must starve our sight |
| 72872 | From lovers' food till morrow deep midnight. |
| 72873 | LYSANDER. I will, my Hermia. [Exit HERMIA] H... |
| 72874 | As you on him, Demetrius dote on you. ... |
| 72875 | HELENA. How happy some o'er other some can b... |
| 72876 | Through Athens I am thought as fair as she. |
| 72877 | But what of that? Demetrius thinks not so; |
| 72878 | He will not know what all but he do know. |
| 72879 | And as he errs, doting on Hermia's eyes, |
| 72880 | So I, admiring of his qualities. |
| 72881 | Things base and vile, holding no quantity, |
| 72882 | Love can transpose to form and dignity. |
| 72883 | Love looks not with the eyes, but with the... |
| 72884 | And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind. |
| 72885 | Nor hath Love's mind of any judgment taste; |
| 72886 | Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste; |
| 72887 | And therefore is Love said to be a child, |
| 72888 | Because in choice he is so oft beguil'd. |
| 72889 | As waggish boys in game themselves forswear, |
| 72890 | So the boy Love is perjur'd everywhere; |
| 72891 | For ere Demetrius look'd on Hermia's eyne, |
| 72892 | He hail'd down oaths that he was only mine; |
| 72893 | And when this hail some heat from Hermia f... |
| 72894 | So he dissolv'd, and show'rs of oaths did ... |
| 72895 | I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight; |
| 72896 | Then to the wood will he to-morrow night |
| 72897 | Pursue her; and for this intelligence |
| 72898 | If I have thanks, it is a dear expense. |
| 72899 | But herein mean I to enrich my pain, |
| 72900 | To have his sight thither and back again. ... |
| 72901 | SCENE II. |
| 72902 | Athens. QUINCE'S house |
| 72903 | Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM FLUTE, SNOUT, and S... |
| 72904 | QUINCE. Is all our company here? |
| 72905 | BOTTOM. You were best to call them generally... |
| 72906 | to the scrip. |
| 72907 | QUINCE. Here is the scroll of every man's na... |
| 72908 | fit, through all Athens, to play in our in... |
| 72909 | and the Duchess on his wedding-day at night. |
| 72910 | BOTTOM. First, good Peter Quince, say what t... |
| 72911 | read the names of the actors; and so grow ... |
| 72912 | QUINCE. Marry, our play is 'The most Lamenta... |
| 72913 | Cruel Death of Pyramus and Thisby.' |
| 72914 | BOTTOM. A very good piece of work, I assure ... |
| 72915 | good Peter Quince, call forth your actors ... |
| 72916 | spread yourselves. |
| 72917 | QUINCE. Answer, as I call you. Nick Bottom, ... |
| 72918 | BOTTOM. Ready. Name what part I am for, and ... |
| 72919 | QUINCE. You, Nick Bottom, are set down for P... |
| 72920 | BOTTOM. What is Pyramus? A lover, or a tyrant? |
| 72921 | QUINCE. A lover, that kills himself most gal... |
| 72922 | BOTTOM. That will ask some tears in the true... |
| 72923 | do it, let the audience look to their eyes... |
| 72924 | will condole in some measure. To the rest-... |
| 72925 | for a tyrant. I could play Ercles rarely, ... |
| 72926 | in, to make all split. |
| 72927 | 'The raging rocks |
| 72928 | And shivering shocks |
| 72929 | Shall break the locks |
| 72930 | Of prison gates; |
| 72931 | And Phibbus' car |
| 72932 | Shall shine from far, |
| 72933 | And make and mar |
| 72934 | The foolish Fates.' |
| 72935 | This was lofty. Now name the rest of the p... |
| 72936 | Ercles' vein, a tyrant's vein: a lover is ... |
| 72937 | QUINCE. Francis Flute, the bellows-mender. |
| 72938 | FLUTE. Here, Peter Quince. |
| 72939 | QUINCE. Flute, you must take Thisby on you. |
| 72940 | FLUTE. What is Thisby? A wand'ring knight? |
| 72941 | QUINCE. It is the lady that Pyramus must love. |
| 72942 | FLUTE. Nay, faith, let not me play a woman; ... |
| 72943 | QUINCE. That's all one; you shall play it in... |
| 72944 | speak as small as you will. |
| 72945 | BOTTOM. An I may hide my face, let me play T... |
| 72946 | I'll speak in a monstrous little voice: 'T... |
| 72947 | [Then speaking small] 'Ah Pyramus, my love... |
| 72948 | Thisby dear, and lady dear!' |
| 72949 | QUINCE. No, no, you must play Pyramus; and, ... |
| 72950 | BOTTOM. Well, proceed. |
| 72951 | QUINCE. Robin Starveling, the tailor. |
| 72952 | STARVELING. Here, Peter Quince. |
| 72953 | QUINCE. Robin Starveling, you must play This... |
| 72954 | Tom Snout, the tinker. |
| 72955 | SNOUT. Here, Peter Quince. |
| 72956 | QUINCE. You, Pyramus' father; myself, Thisby... |
| 72957 | joiner, you, the lion's part. And, I hope,... |
| 72958 | SNUG. Have you the lion's part written? Pray... |
| 72959 | me, for I am slow of study. |
| 72960 | QUINCE. You may do it extempore, for it is n... |
| 72961 | BOTTOM. Let me play the lion too. I will roa... |
| 72962 | man's heart good to hear me; I will roar t... |
| 72963 | Duke say 'Let him roar again, let him roar... |
| 72964 | QUINCE. An you should do it too terribly, yo... |
| 72965 | Duchess and the ladies, that they would sh... |
| 72966 | enough to hang us all. |
| 72967 | ALL. That would hang us, every mother's son. |
| 72968 | BOTTOM. I grant you, friends, if you should ... |
| 72969 | of their wits, they would have no more dis... |
| 72970 | but I will aggravate my voice so, that I w... |
| 72971 | as any sucking dove; I will roar you an 't... |
| 72972 | QUINCE. You can play no part but Pyramus; fo... |
| 72973 | sweet-fac'd man; a proper man, as one shal... |
| 72974 | day; a most lovely gentleman-like man; the... |
| 72975 | play Pyramus. |
| 72976 | BOTTOM. Well, I will undertake it. What bear... |
| 72977 | it in? |
| 72978 | QUINCE. Why, what you will. |
| 72979 | BOTTOM. I will discharge it in either your s... |
| 72980 | orange-tawny beard, your purple-in-grain b... |
| 72981 | French-crown-colour beard, your perfect ye... |
| 72982 | QUINCE. Some of your French crowns have no h... |
| 72983 | you will play bare-fac'd. But, masters, he... |
| 72984 | I am to entreat you, request you, and desi... |
| 72985 | to-morrow night; and meet me in the palace... |
| 72986 | the town, by moonlight; there will we rehe... |
| 72987 | the city, we shall be dogg'd with company,... |
| 72988 | In the meantime I will draw a bill of prop... |
| 72989 | play wants. I pray you, fail me not. |
| 72990 | BOTTOM. We will meet; and there we may rehea... |
| 72991 | courageously. Take pains; be perfect; adieu. |
| 72992 | QUINCE. At the Duke's oak we meet. |
| 72993 | BOTTOM. Enough; hold, or cut bow-strings. ... |
| 72994 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 72995 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 72996 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 72997 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 72998 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 72999 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 73000 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
| 73001 | SERVICE THAT CHARGES FOR DOWNLOAD TIME OR FOR ... |
| 73002 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 73003 | A wood near Athens |
| 73004 | Enter a FAIRY at One door, and PUCK at another |
| 73005 | PUCK. How now, spirit! whither wander you? |
| 73006 | FAIRY. Over hill, over dale, |
| 73007 | Thorough bush, thorough brier, |
| 73008 | Over park, over pale, |
| 73009 | Thorough flood, thorough fire, |
| 73010 | I do wander every where, |
| 73011 | Swifter than the moon's sphere; |
| 73012 | And I serve the Fairy Queen, |
| 73013 | To dew her orbs upon the green. |
| 73014 | The cowslips tall her pensioners... |
| 73015 | In their gold coats spots you see; |
| 73016 | Those be rubies, fairy favours, |
| 73017 | In those freckles live their sav... |
| 73018 | I must go seek some dewdrops here, |
| 73019 | And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear. |
| 73020 | Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I'll be gon... |
| 73021 | Our Queen and all her elves come here anon. |
| 73022 | PUCK. The King doth keep his revels here to-... |
| 73023 | Take heed the Queen come not within his si... |
| 73024 | For Oberon is passing fell and wrath, |
| 73025 | Because that she as her attendant hath |
| 73026 | A lovely boy, stolen from an Indian king. |
| 73027 | She never had so sweet a changeling; |
| 73028 | And jealous Oberon would have the child |
| 73029 | Knight of his train, to trace the forests ... |
| 73030 | But she perforce withholds the loved boy, |
| 73031 | Crowns him with flowers, and makes him all... |
| 73032 | And now they never meet in grove or green, |
| 73033 | By fountain clear, or spangled starlight s... |
| 73034 | But they do square, that all their elves f... |
| 73035 | Creep into acorn cups and hide them there. |
| 73036 | FAIRY. Either I mistake your shape and makin... |
| 73037 | Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sp... |
| 73038 | Call'd Robin Goodfellow. Are not you he |
| 73039 | That frights the maidens of the villagery, |
| 73040 | Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the que... |
| 73041 | And bootless make the breathless housewife... |
| 73042 | And sometime make the drink to bear no barm, |
| 73043 | Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their... |
| 73044 | Those that Hobgoblin call you, and sweet P... |
| 73045 | You do their work, and they shall have goo... |
| 73046 | Are not you he? |
| 73047 | PUCK. Thou speakest aright: |
| 73048 | I am that merry wanderer of the night. |
| 73049 | I jest to Oberon, and make him smile |
| 73050 | When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile, |
| 73051 | Neighing in likeness of a filly foal; |
| 73052 | And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl |
| 73053 | In very likeness of a roasted crab, |
| 73054 | And, when she drinks, against her lips I bob, |
| 73055 | And on her withered dewlap pour the ale. |
| 73056 | The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale, |
| 73057 | Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me; |
| 73058 | Then slip I from her bum, down topples she, |
| 73059 | And 'tailor' cries, and falls into a cough; |
| 73060 | And then the whole quire hold their hips a... |
| 73061 | And waxen in their mirth, and neeze, and s... |
| 73062 | A merrier hour was never wasted there. |
| 73063 | But room, fairy, here comes Oberon. |
| 73064 | FAIRY. And here my mistress. Would that he w... |
| 73065 | Enter OBERON at one door, with his TRAI... |
| 73066 | at another, with hers |
| 73067 | OBERON. Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania. |
| 73068 | TITANIA. What, jealous Oberon! Fairies, skip... |
| 73069 | I have forsworn his bed and company. |
| 73070 | OBERON. Tarry, rash wanton; am not I thy lord? |
| 73071 | TITANIA. Then I must be thy lady; but I know |
| 73072 | When thou hast stolen away from fairy land, |
| 73073 | And in the shape of Corin sat all day, |
| 73074 | Playing on pipes of corn, and versing love |
| 73075 | To amorous Phillida. Why art thou here, |
| 73076 | Come from the farthest steep of India, |
| 73077 | But that, forsooth, the bouncing Amazon, |
| 73078 | Your buskin'd mistress and your warrior lo... |
| 73079 | To Theseus must be wedded, and you come |
| 73080 | To give their bed joy and prosperity? |
| 73081 | OBERON. How canst thou thus, for shame, Tita... |
| 73082 | Glance at my credit with Hippolyta, |
| 73083 | Knowing I know thy love to Theseus? |
| 73084 | Didst not thou lead him through the glimme... |
| 73085 | From Perigouna, whom he ravished? |
| 73086 | And make him with fair Aegles break his fa... |
| 73087 | With Ariadne and Antiopa? |
| 73088 | TITANIA. These are the forgeries of jealousy; |
| 73089 | And never, since the middle summer's spring, |
| 73090 | Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead, |
| 73091 | By paved fountain, or by rushy brook, |
| 73092 | Or in the beached margent of the sea, |
| 73093 | To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind, |
| 73094 | But with thy brawls thou hast disturb'd ou... |
| 73095 | Therefore the winds, piping to us in vain, |
| 73096 | As in revenge, have suck'd up from the sea |
| 73097 | Contagious fogs; which, falling in the land, |
| 73098 | Hath every pelting river made so proud |
| 73099 | That they have overborne their continents. |
| 73100 | The ox hath therefore stretch'd his yoke i... |
| 73101 | The ploughman lost his sweat, and the gree... |
| 73102 | Hath rotted ere his youth attain'd a beard; |
| 73103 | The fold stands empty in the drowned field, |
| 73104 | And crows are fatted with the murrion flock; |
| 73105 | The nine men's morris is fill'd up with mud, |
| 73106 | And the quaint mazes in the wanton green, |
| 73107 | For lack of tread, are undistinguishable. |
| 73108 | The human mortals want their winter here; |
| 73109 | No night is now with hymn or carol blest; |
| 73110 | Therefore the moon, the governess of floods, |
| 73111 | Pale in her anger, washes all the air, |
| 73112 | That rheumatic diseases do abound. |
| 73113 | And thorough this distemperature we see |
| 73114 | The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts |
| 73115 | Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose; |
| 73116 | And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown |
| 73117 | An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds |
| 73118 | Is, as in mockery, set. The spring, the su... |
| 73119 | The childing autumn, angry winter, change |
| 73120 | Their wonted liveries; and the mazed world, |
| 73121 | By their increase, now knows not which is ... |
| 73122 | And this same progeny of evils comes |
| 73123 | From our debate, from our dissension; |
| 73124 | We are their parents and original. |
| 73125 | OBERON. Do you amend it, then; it lies in you. |
| 73126 | Why should Titania cross her Oberon? |
| 73127 | I do but beg a little changeling boy |
| 73128 | To be my henchman. |
| 73129 | TITANIA. Set your heart at rest; |
| 73130 | The fairy land buys not the child of me. |
| 73131 | His mother was a vot'ress of my order; |
| 73132 | And, in the spiced Indian air, by night, |
| 73133 | Full often hath she gossip'd by my side; |
| 73134 | And sat with me on Neptune's yellow sands, |
| 73135 | Marking th' embarked traders on the flood; |
| 73136 | When we have laugh'd to see the sails conc... |
| 73137 | And grow big-bellied with the wanton wind; |
| 73138 | Which she, with pretty and with swimming g... |
| 73139 | Following- her womb then rich with my youn... |
| 73140 | Would imitate, and sail upon the land, |
| 73141 | To fetch me trifles, and return again, |
| 73142 | As from a voyage, rich with merchandise. |
| 73143 | But she, being mortal, of that boy did die; |
| 73144 | And for her sake do I rear up her boy; |
| 73145 | And for her sake I will not part with him. |
| 73146 | OBERON. How long within this wood intend you... |
| 73147 | TITANIA. Perchance till after Theseus' weddi... |
| 73148 | If you will patiently dance in our round, |
| 73149 | And see our moonlight revels, go with us; |
| 73150 | If not, shun me, and I will spare your hau... |
| 73151 | OBERON. Give me that boy and I will go with ... |
| 73152 | TITANIA. Not for thy fairy kingdom. Fairies,... |
| 73153 | We shall chide downright if I longer stay. |
| 73154 | Exit TITA... |
| 73155 | OBERON. Well, go thy way; thou shalt not fro... |
| 73156 | Till I torment thee for this injury. |
| 73157 | My gentle Puck, come hither. Thou rememb'rest |
| 73158 | Since once I sat upon a promontory, |
| 73159 | And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back |
| 73160 | Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath |
| 73161 | That the rude sea grew civil at her song, |
| 73162 | And certain stars shot madly from their sp... |
| 73163 | To hear the sea-maid's music. |
| 73164 | PUCK. I remember. |
| 73165 | OBERON. That very time I saw, but thou could... |
| 73166 | Flying between the cold moon and the earth |
| 73167 | Cupid, all arm'd; a certain aim he took |
| 73168 | At a fair vestal, throned by the west, |
| 73169 | And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his... |
| 73170 | As it should pierce a hundred thousand hea... |
| 73171 | But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft |
| 73172 | Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry... |
| 73173 | And the imperial vot'ress passed on, |
| 73174 | In maiden meditation, fancy-free. |
| 73175 | Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell. |
| 73176 | It fell upon a little western flower, |
| 73177 | Before milk-white, now purple with love's ... |
| 73178 | And maidens call it Love-in-idleness. |
| 73179 | Fetch me that flow'r, the herb I showed th... |
| 73180 | The juice of it on sleeping eyelids laid |
| 73181 | Will make or man or woman madly dote |
| 73182 | Upon the next live creature that it sees. |
| 73183 | Fetch me this herb, and be thou here again |
| 73184 | Ere the leviathan can swim a league. |
| 73185 | PUCK. I'll put a girdle round about the earth |
| 73186 | In forty minutes. ... |
| 73187 | OBERON. Having once this juice, |
| 73188 | I'll watch Titania when she is asleep, |
| 73189 | And drop the liquor of it in her eyes; |
| 73190 | The next thing then she waking looks upon, |
| 73191 | Be it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bull, |
| 73192 | On meddling monkey, or on busy ape, |
| 73193 | She shall pursue it with the soul of love. |
| 73194 | And ere I take this charm from off her sight, |
| 73195 | As I can take it with another herb, |
| 73196 | I'll make her render up her page to me. |
| 73197 | But who comes here? I am invisible; |
| 73198 | And I will overhear their conference. |
| 73199 | Enter DEMETRIUS, HELENA followi... |
| 73200 | DEMETRIUS. I love thee not, therefore pursue... |
| 73201 | Where is Lysander and fair Hermia? |
| 73202 | The one I'll slay, the other slayeth me. |
| 73203 | Thou told'st me they were stol'n unto this... |
| 73204 | And here am I, and wood within this wood, |
| 73205 | Because I cannot meet my Hermia. |
| 73206 | Hence, get thee gone, and follow me no more. |
| 73207 | HELENA. You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant; |
| 73208 | But yet you draw not iron, for my heart |
| 73209 | Is true as steel. Leave you your power to ... |
| 73210 | And I shall have no power to follow you. |
| 73211 | DEMETRIUS. Do I entice you? Do I speak you f... |
| 73212 | Or, rather, do I not in plainest truth |
| 73213 | Tell you I do not nor I cannot love you? |
| 73214 | HELENA. And even for that do I love you the ... |
| 73215 | I am your spaniel; and, Demetrius, |
| 73216 | The more you beat me, I will fawn on you. |
| 73217 | Use me but as your spaniel, spurn me, stri... |
| 73218 | Neglect me, lose me; only give me leave, |
| 73219 | Unworthy as I am, to follow you. |
| 73220 | What worser place can I beg in your love, |
| 73221 | And yet a place of high respect with me, |
| 73222 | Than to be used as you use your dog? |
| 73223 | DEMETRIUS. Tempt not too much the hatred of ... |
| 73224 | For I am sick when I do look on thee. |
| 73225 | HELENA. And I am sick when I look not on you. |
| 73226 | DEMETRIUS. You do impeach your modesty too much |
| 73227 | To leave the city and commit yourself |
| 73228 | Into the hands of one that loves you not; |
| 73229 | To trust the opportunity of night, |
| 73230 | And the ill counsel of a desert place, |
| 73231 | With the rich worth of your virginity. |
| 73232 | HELENA. Your virtue is my privilege for that: |
| 73233 | It is not night when I do see your face, |
| 73234 | Therefore I think I am not in the night; |
| 73235 | Nor doth this wood lack worlds of company, |
| 73236 | For you, in my respect, are all the world. |
| 73237 | Then how can it be said I am alone |
| 73238 | When all the world is here to look on me? |
| 73239 | DEMETRIUS. I'll run from thee and hide me in... |
| 73240 | And leave thee to the mercy of wild beasts. |
| 73241 | HELENA. The wildest hath not such a heart as... |
| 73242 | Run when you will; the story shall be chan... |
| 73243 | Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chase; |
| 73244 | The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind |
| 73245 | Makes speed to catch the tiger- bootless s... |
| 73246 | When cowardice pursues and valour flies. |
| 73247 | DEMETRIUS. I will not stay thy questions; le... |
| 73248 | Or, if thou follow me, do not believe |
| 73249 | But I shall do thee mischief in the wood. |
| 73250 | HELENA. Ay, in the temple, in the town, the ... |
| 73251 | You do me mischief. Fie, Demetrius! |
| 73252 | Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex. |
| 73253 | We cannot fight for love as men may do; |
| 73254 | We should be woo'd, and were not made to woo. |
| 73255 | ... |
| 73256 | I'll follow thee, and make a heaven of hel... |
| 73257 | To die upon the hand I love so well. ... |
| 73258 | OBERON. Fare thee well, nymph; ere he do lea... |
| 73259 | Thou shalt fly him, and he shall seek thy ... |
| 73260 | Re-enter PUCK |
| 73261 | Hast thou the flower there? Welcome, wande... |
| 73262 | PUCK. Ay, there it is. |
| 73263 | OBERON. I pray thee give it me. |
| 73264 | I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, |
| 73265 | Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, |
| 73266 | Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, |
| 73267 | With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine; |
| 73268 | There sleeps Titania sometime of the night, |
| 73269 | Lull'd in these flowers with dances and de... |
| 73270 | And there the snake throws her enamell'd s... |
| 73271 | Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in; |
| 73272 | And with the juice of this I'll streak her... |
| 73273 | And make her full of hateful fantasies. |
| 73274 | Take thou some of it, and seek through thi... |
| 73275 | A sweet Athenian lady is in love |
| 73276 | With a disdainful youth; anoint his eyes; |
| 73277 | But do it when the next thing he espies |
| 73278 | May be the lady. Thou shalt know the man |
| 73279 | By the Athenian garments he hath on. |
| 73280 | Effect it with some care, that he may prove |
| 73281 | More fond on her than she upon her love. |
| 73282 | And look thou meet me ere the first cock c... |
| 73283 | PUCK. Fear not, my lord; your servant shall ... |
| 73284 | SCENE II. |
| 73285 | Another part of the wood |
| 73286 | Enter TITANIA, with her train |
| 73287 | TITANIA. Come now, a roundel and a fairy song; |
| 73288 | Then, for the third part of a minute, hence: |
| 73289 | Some to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds; |
| 73290 | Some war with rere-mice for their leathern... |
| 73291 | To make my small elves coats; and some kee... |
| 73292 | The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and w... |
| 73293 | At our quaint spirits. Sing me now asleep; |
| 73294 | Then to your offices, and let me rest. |
| 73295 | The FAIRIES Sing |
| 73296 | FIRST FAIRY. You spotted snakes with double ... |
| 73297 | Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen; |
| 73298 | Newts and blind-worms, do no wr... |
| 73299 | Come not near our fairy Queen. |
| 73300 | CHORUS. Philomel with melody |
| 73301 | Sing in our sweet lullaby. |
| 73302 | Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, l... |
| 73303 | Never harm |
| 73304 | Nor spell nor charm |
| 73305 | Come our lovely lady nigh. |
| 73306 | So good night, with lullaby. |
| 73307 | SECOND FAIRY. Weaving spiders, come not here; |
| 73308 | Hence, you long-legg'd spinne... |
| 73309 | Beetles black, approach not n... |
| 73310 | Worm nor snail do no offence. |
| 73311 | CHORUS. Philomel with melody, etc. ... |
| 73312 | FIRST FAIRY. Hence away; now all is well. |
| 73313 | One aloof stand sentinel. ... |
| 73314 | Enter OBERON and squeezes the flower on ... |
| 73315 | OBERON. What thou seest when thou dost wake, |
| 73316 | Do it for thy true-love take; |
| 73317 | Love and languish for his sake. |
| 73318 | Be it ounce, or cat, or bear, |
| 73319 | Pard, or boar with bristled hair, |
| 73320 | In thy eye that shall appear |
| 73321 | When thou wak'st, it is thy dear. |
| 73322 | Wake when some vile thing is near. ... |
| 73323 | Enter LYSANDER and HERMIA |
| 73324 | LYSANDER. Fair love, you faint with wand'rin... |
| 73325 | And, to speak troth, I have forgot our way; |
| 73326 | We'll rest us, Hermia, if you think it good, |
| 73327 | And tarry for the comfort of the day. |
| 73328 | HERMIA. Be it so, Lysander: find you out a bed, |
| 73329 | For I upon this bank will rest my head. |
| 73330 | LYSANDER. One turf shall serve as pillow for... |
| 73331 | One heart, one bed, two bosoms, and one tr... |
| 73332 | HERMIA. Nay, good Lysander; for my sake, my ... |
| 73333 | Lie further off yet; do not lie so near. |
| 73334 | LYSANDER. O, take the sense, sweet, of my in... |
| 73335 | Love takes the meaning in love's conference. |
| 73336 | I mean that my heart unto yours is knit, |
| 73337 | So that but one heart we can make of it; |
| 73338 | Two bosoms interchained with an oath, |
| 73339 | So then two bosoms and a single troth. |
| 73340 | Then by your side no bed-room me deny, |
| 73341 | For lying so, Hermia, I do not lie. |
| 73342 | HERMIA. Lysander riddles very prettily. |
| 73343 | Now much beshrew my manners and my pride, |
| 73344 | If Hermia meant to say Lysander lied! |
| 73345 | But, gentle friend, for love and courtesy |
| 73346 | Lie further off, in human modesty; |
| 73347 | Such separation as may well be said |
| 73348 | Becomes a virtuous bachelor and a maid, |
| 73349 | So far be distant; and good night, sweet f... |
| 73350 | Thy love ne'er alter till thy sweet life end! |
| 73351 | LYSANDER. Amen, amen, to that fair prayer sa... |
| 73352 | And then end life when I end loyalty! |
| 73353 | Here is my bed; sleep give thee all his rest! |
| 73354 | HERMIA. With half that wish the wisher's eye... |
| 73355 | ... |
| 73356 | Enter PUCK |
| 73357 | PUCK. Through the forest have I gone, |
| 73358 | But Athenian found I none |
| 73359 | On whose eyes I might approve |
| 73360 | This flower's force in stirring l... |
| 73361 | Night and silence- Who is here? |
| 73362 | Weeds of Athens he doth wear: |
| 73363 | This is he, my master said, |
| 73364 | Despised the Athenian maid; |
| 73365 | And here the maiden, sleeping sound, |
| 73366 | On the dank and dirty ground. |
| 73367 | Pretty soul! she durst not lie |
| 73368 | Near this lack-love, this kill-co... |
| 73369 | Churl, upon thy eyes I throw |
| 73370 | All the power this charm doth owe: |
| 73371 | When thou wak'st let love forbid |
| 73372 | Sleep his seat on thy eyelid. |
| 73373 | So awake when I am gone; |
| 73374 | For I must now to Oberon. ... |
| 73375 | Enter DEMETRIUS and HELENA, run... |
| 73376 | HELENA. Stay, though thou kill me, sweet Dem... |
| 73377 | DEMETRIUS. I charge thee, hence, and do not ... |
| 73378 | HELENA. O, wilt thou darkling leave me? Do n... |
| 73379 | DEMETRIUS. Stay on thy peril; I alone will g... |
| 73380 | HELENA. O, I am out of breath in this fond c... |
| 73381 | The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace. |
| 73382 | Happy is Hermia, wheresoe'er she lies, |
| 73383 | For she hath blessed and attractive eyes. |
| 73384 | How came her eyes so bright? Not with salt... |
| 73385 | If so, my eyes are oft'ner wash'd than hers. |
| 73386 | No, no, I am as ugly as a bear, |
| 73387 | For beasts that meet me run away for fear; |
| 73388 | Therefore no marvel though Demetrius |
| 73389 | Do, as a monster, fly my presence thus. |
| 73390 | What wicked and dissembling glass of mine |
| 73391 | Made me compare with Hermia's sphery eyne? |
| 73392 | But who is here? Lysander! on the ground! |
| 73393 | Dead, or asleep? I see no blood, no wound. |
| 73394 | Lysander, if you live, good sir, awake. |
| 73395 | LYSANDER. [Waking] And run through fire I wi... |
| 73396 | Transparent Helena! Nature shows art, |
| 73397 | That through thy bosom makes me see thy he... |
| 73398 | Where is Demetrius? O, how fit a word |
| 73399 | Is that vile name to perish on my sword! |
| 73400 | HELENA. Do not say so, Lysander; say not so. |
| 73401 | What though he love your Hermia? Lord, wha... |
| 73402 | Yet Hermia still loves you; then be content. |
| 73403 | LYSANDER. Content with Hermia! No: I do repent |
| 73404 | The tedious minutes I with her have spent. |
| 73405 | Not Hermia but Helena I love: |
| 73406 | Who will not change a raven for a dove? |
| 73407 | The will of man is by his reason sway'd, |
| 73408 | And reason says you are the worthier maid. |
| 73409 | Things growing are not ripe until their se... |
| 73410 | So I, being young, till now ripe not to re... |
| 73411 | And touching now the point of human skill, |
| 73412 | Reason becomes the marshal to my will, |
| 73413 | And leads me to your eyes, where I o'erlook |
| 73414 | Love's stories, written in Love's richest ... |
| 73415 | HELENA. Wherefore was I to this keen mockery... |
| 73416 | When at your hands did I deserve this scorn? |
| 73417 | Is't not enough, is't not enough, young man, |
| 73418 | That I did never, no, nor never can, |
| 73419 | Deserve a sweet look from Demetrius' eye, |
| 73420 | But you must flout my insufficiency? |
| 73421 | Good troth, you do me wrong, good sooth, y... |
| 73422 | In such disdainful manner me to woo. |
| 73423 | But fare you well; perforce I must confess |
| 73424 | I thought you lord of more true gentleness. |
| 73425 | O, that a lady of one man refus'd |
| 73426 | Should of another therefore be abus'd! ... |
| 73427 | LYSANDER. She sees not Hermia. Hermia, sleep... |
| 73428 | And never mayst thou come Lysander near! |
| 73429 | For, as a surfeit of the sweetest things |
| 73430 | The deepest loathing to the stomach brings, |
| 73431 | Or as the heresies that men do leave |
| 73432 | Are hated most of those they did deceive, |
| 73433 | So thou, my surfeit and my heresy, |
| 73434 | Of all be hated, but the most of me! |
| 73435 | And, all my powers, address your love and ... |
| 73436 | To honour Helen, and to be her knight! ... |
| 73437 | HERMIA. [Starting] Help me, Lysander, help m... |
| 73438 | To pluck this crawling serpent from my bre... |
| 73439 | Ay me, for pity! What a dream was here! |
| 73440 | Lysander, look how I do quake with fear. |
| 73441 | Methought a serpent eat my heart away, |
| 73442 | And you sat smiling at his cruel prey. |
| 73443 | Lysander! What, remov'd? Lysander! lord! |
| 73444 | What, out of hearing gone? No sound, no word? |
| 73445 | Alack, where are you? Speak, an if you hear; |
| 73446 | Speak, of all loves! I swoon almost with f... |
| 73447 | No? Then I well perceive you are not nigh. |
| 73448 | Either death or you I'll find immediately.... |
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| 73457 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 73458 | The wood. TITANIA lying asleep |
| 73459 | Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, and ... |
| 73460 | BOTTOM. Are we all met? |
| 73461 | QUINCE. Pat, pat; and here's a marvellous co... |
| 73462 | rehearsal. This green plot shall be our st... |
| 73463 | brake our tiring-house; and we will do it ... |
| 73464 | do it before the Duke. |
| 73465 | BOTTOM. Peter Quince! |
| 73466 | QUINCE. What sayest thou, bully Bottom? |
| 73467 | BOTTOM. There are things in this comedy of P... |
| 73468 | will never please. First, Pyramus must dra... |
| 73469 | himself; which the ladies cannot abide. Ho... |
| 73470 | SNOUT. By'r lakin, a parlous fear. |
| 73471 | STARVELING. I believe we must leave the kill... |
| 73472 | done. |
| 73473 | BOTTOM. Not a whit; I have a device to make ... |
| 73474 | prologue; and let the prologue seem to say... |
| 73475 | with our swords, and that Pyramus is not k... |
| 73476 | the more better assurance, tell them that ... |
| 73477 | Pyramus but Bottom the weaver. This will p... |
| 73478 | QUINCE. Well, we will have such a prologue; ... |
| 73479 | in eight and six. |
| 73480 | BOTTOM. No, make it two more; let it be writ... |
| 73481 | SNOUT. Will not the ladies be afeard of the ... |
| 73482 | STARVELING. I fear it, I promise you. |
| 73483 | BOTTOM. Masters, you ought to consider with ... |
| 73484 | God shield us!- a lion among ladies is a m... |
| 73485 | there is not a more fearful wild-fowl than... |
| 73486 | we ought to look to't. |
| 73487 | SNOUT. Therefore another prologue must tell ... |
| 73488 | BOTTOM. Nay, you must name his name, and hal... |
| 73489 | through the lion's neck; and he himself mu... |
| 73490 | saying thus, or to the same defect: 'Ladie... |
| 73491 | would wish you' or 'I would request you' o... |
| 73492 | not to fear, not to tremble. My life for y... |
| 73493 | come hither as a lion, it were pity of my ... |
| 73494 | thing; I am a man as other men are.' And t... |
| 73495 | name his name, and tell them plainly he is... |
| 73496 | QUINCE. Well, it shall be so. But there is t... |
| 73497 | is, to bring the moonlight into a chamber;... |
| 73498 | and Thisby meet by moonlight. |
| 73499 | SNOUT. Doth the moon shine that night we pla... |
| 73500 | BOTTOM. A calendar, a calendar! Look in the ... |
| 73501 | moonshine, find out moonshine. |
| 73502 | QUINCE. Yes, it doth shine that night. |
| 73503 | BOTTOM. Why, then may you leave a casement o... |
| 73504 | window, where we play, open; and the moon ... |
| 73505 | casement. |
| 73506 | QUINCE. Ay; or else one must come in with a ... |
| 73507 | lantern, and say he comes to disfigure or ... |
| 73508 | of Moonshine. Then there is another thing:... |
| 73509 | the great chamber; for Pyramus and Thisby,... |
| 73510 | talk through the chink of a wall. |
| 73511 | SNOUT. You can never bring in a wall. What s... |
| 73512 | BOTTOM. Some man or other must present Wall;... |
| 73513 | plaster, or some loam, or some rough-cast ... |
| 73514 | wall; and let him hold his fingers thus, a... |
| 73515 | shall Pyramus and Thisby whisper. |
| 73516 | QUINCE. If that may be, then all is well. Co... |
| 73517 | mother's son, and rehearse your parts. Pyr... |
| 73518 | you have spoken your speech, enter into th... |
| 73519 | one according to his cue. |
| 73520 | Enter PUCK behind |
| 73521 | PUCK. What hempen homespuns have we swagg'ri... |
| 73522 | So near the cradle of the Fairy Queen? |
| 73523 | What, a play toward! I'll be an auditor; |
| 73524 | An actor too perhaps, if I see cause. |
| 73525 | QUINCE. Speak, Pyramus. Thisby, stand forth. |
| 73526 | BOTTOM. Thisby, the flowers of odious savour... |
| 73527 | QUINCE. 'Odious'- odorous! |
| 73528 | BOTTOM. -odours savours sweet; |
| 73529 | So hath thy breath, my dearest Thisby dear. |
| 73530 | But hark, a voice! Stay thou but here awhile, |
| 73531 | And by and by I will to thee appear. ... |
| 73532 | PUCK. A stranger Pyramus than e'er played he... |
| 73533 | FLUTE. Must I speak now? |
| 73534 | QUINCE. Ay, marry, must you; for you must un... |
| 73535 | see a noise that he heard, and is to come ... |
| 73536 | FLUTE. Most radiant Pyramus, most lily-white... |
| 73537 | Of colour like the red rose on triumphant ... |
| 73538 | Most brisky juvenal, and eke most lovely Jew, |
| 73539 | As true as truest horse, that would never ... |
| 73540 | I'll meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny's tomb. |
| 73541 | QUINCE. 'Ninus' tomb,' man! Why, you must no... |
| 73542 | you answer to Pyramus. You speak all your ... |
| 73543 | all. Pyramus enter: your cue is past; it i... |
| 73544 | FLUTE. O- As true as truest horse, that y et... |
| 73545 | Re-enter PUCK, and BOTTOM with an ... |
| 73546 | BOTTOM. If I were fair, Thisby, I were only ... |
| 73547 | QUINCE. O monstrous! O strange! We are haunt... |
| 73548 | masters! Help! |
| 73549 | Exeunt all b... |
| 73550 | PUCK. I'll follow you; I'll lead you about a... |
| 73551 | Through bog, through bush, through brake, ... |
| 73552 | Sometime a horse I'll be, sometime a hound, |
| 73553 | A hog, a headless bear, sometime a fire; |
| 73554 | And neigh, and bark, and grunt, and roar, ... |
| 73555 | Like horse, hound, hog, bear, fire, at eve... |
| 73556 | Exit |
| 73557 | BOTTOM. Why do they run away? This is a knav... |
| 73558 | afeard. |
| 73559 | Re-enter SNOUT |
| 73560 | SNOUT. O Bottom, thou art chang'd! What do I... |
| 73561 | BOTTOM. What do you see? You see an ass-head... |
| 73562 | ... |
| 73563 | Re-enter QUINCE |
| 73564 | QUINCE. Bless thee, Bottom, bless thee! Thou... |
| 73565 | Exit |
| 73566 | BOTTOM. I see their knavery: this is to make... |
| 73567 | fright me, if they could. But I will not s... |
| 73568 | what they can; I will walk up and down her... |
| 73569 | they shall hear I am not afraid. ... |
| 73570 | The ousel cock, so black of hue, |
| 73571 | With orange-tawny bill, |
| 73572 | The throstle with his note so true, |
| 73573 | The wren with little quill. |
| 73574 | TITANIA. What angel wakes me from my flow'ry... |
| 73575 | BOTTOM. [Sings] |
| 73576 | The finch, the sparrow, and the lark, |
| 73577 | The plain-song cuckoo grey, |
| 73578 | Whose note full many a man doth mark, |
| 73579 | And dares not answer nay- |
| 73580 | for, indeed, who would set his wit to so f... |
| 73581 | Who would give a bird the he, though he cr... |
| 73582 | TITANIA. I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing ag... |
| 73583 | Mine ear is much enamoured of thy note; |
| 73584 | So is mine eye enthralled to thy shape; |
| 73585 | And thy fair virtue's force perforce doth ... |
| 73586 | On the first view, to say, to swear, I lov... |
| 73587 | BOTTOM. Methinks, mistress, you should have ... |
| 73588 | And yet, to say the truth, reason and love... |
| 73589 | together now-a-days. The more the pity tha... |
| 73590 | neighbours will not make them friends. Nay... |
| 73591 | occasion. |
| 73592 | TITANIA. Thou art as wise as thou art beauti... |
| 73593 | BOTTOM. Not so, neither; but if I had wit en... |
| 73594 | wood, I have enough to serve mine own turn. |
| 73595 | TITANIA. Out of this wood do not desire to go; |
| 73596 | Thou shalt remain here whether thou wilt o... |
| 73597 | I am a spirit of no common rate; |
| 73598 | The summer still doth tend upon my state; |
| 73599 | And I do love thee; therefore, go with me. |
| 73600 | I'll give thee fairies to attend on thee; |
| 73601 | And they shall fetch thee jewels from the ... |
| 73602 | And sing, while thou on pressed flowers do... |
| 73603 | And I will purge thy mortal grossness so |
| 73604 | That thou shalt like an airy spirit go. |
| 73605 | Peaseblossom! Cobweb! Moth! and Mustardsee... |
| 73606 | Enter PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH, and M... |
| 73607 | PEASEBLOSSOM. Ready. |
| 73608 | COBWEB. And I. |
| 73609 | MOTH. And I. |
| 73610 | MUSTARDSEED. And I. |
| 73611 | ALL. Where shall we go? |
| 73612 | TITANIA. Be kind and courteous to this gentl... |
| 73613 | Hop in his walks and gambol in his eyes; |
| 73614 | Feed him with apricocks and dewberries, |
| 73615 | With purple grapes, green figs, and mulber... |
| 73616 | The honey bags steal from the humble-bees, |
| 73617 | And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs, |
| 73618 | And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, |
| 73619 | To have my love to bed and to arise; |
| 73620 | And pluck the wings from painted butterflies, |
| 73621 | To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes. |
| 73622 | Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies. |
| 73623 | PEASEBLOSSOM. Hail, mortal! |
| 73624 | COBWEB. Hail! |
| 73625 | MOTH. Hail! |
| 73626 | MUSTARDSEED. Hail! |
| 73627 | BOTTOM. I cry your worships mercy, heartily;... |
| 73628 | worship's name. |
| 73629 | COBWEB. Cobweb. |
| 73630 | BOTTOM. I shall desire you of more acquainta... |
| 73631 | Cobweb. If I cut my finger, I shall make b... |
| 73632 | name, honest gentleman? |
| 73633 | PEASEBLOSSOM. Peaseblossom. |
| 73634 | BOTTOM. I pray you, commend me to Mistress S... |
| 73635 | to Master Peascod, your father. Good Maste... |
| 73636 | desire you of more acquaintance too. Your ... |
| 73637 | sir? |
| 73638 | MUSTARDSEED. Mustardseed. |
| 73639 | BOTTOM. Good Master Mustardseed, I know your... |
| 73640 | same cowardly giant-like ox-beef hath devo... |
| 73641 | of your house. I promise you your kindred ... |
| 73642 | ere now. I desire you of more acquaintance... |
| 73643 | Mustardseed. |
| 73644 | TITANIA. Come, wait upon him; lead him to my... |
| 73645 | The moon, methinks, looks with a wat'ry eye; |
| 73646 | And when she weeps, weeps every little flo... |
| 73647 | Lamenting some enforced chastity. |
| 73648 | Tie up my love's tongue, bring him silentl... |
| 73649 | SCENE II. |
| 73650 | Another part of the wood |
| 73651 | Enter OBERON |
| 73652 | OBERON. I wonder if Titania be awak'd; |
| 73653 | Then, what it was that next came in her eye, |
| 73654 | Which she must dote on in extremity. |
| 73655 | Enter PUCK |
| 73656 | Here comes my messenger. How now, mad spirit! |
| 73657 | What night-rule now about this haunted grove? |
| 73658 | PUCK. My mistress with a monster is in love. |
| 73659 | Near to her close and consecrated bower, |
| 73660 | While she was in her dull and sleeping hour, |
| 73661 | A crew of patches, rude mechanicals, |
| 73662 | That work for bread upon Athenian stalls, |
| 73663 | Were met together to rehearse a play |
| 73664 | Intended for great Theseus' nuptial day. |
| 73665 | The shallowest thickskin of that barren sort, |
| 73666 | Who Pyramus presented, in their sport |
| 73667 | Forsook his scene and ent'red in a brake; |
| 73668 | When I did him at this advantage take, |
| 73669 | An ass's nole I fixed on his head. |
| 73670 | Anon his Thisby must be answered, |
| 73671 | And forth my mimic comes. When they him spy, |
| 73672 | As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye, |
| 73673 | Or russet-pated choughs, many in sort, |
| 73674 | Rising and cawing at the gun's report, |
| 73675 | Sever themselves and madly sweep the sky, |
| 73676 | So at his sight away his fellows fly; |
| 73677 | And at our stamp here, o'er and o'er one f... |
| 73678 | He murder cries, and help from Athens calls. |
| 73679 | Their sense thus weak, lost with their fea... |
| 73680 | Made senseless things begin to do them wrong, |
| 73681 | For briers and thorns at their apparel sna... |
| 73682 | Some sleeves, some hats, from yielders all... |
| 73683 | I led them on in this distracted fear, |
| 73684 | And left sweet Pyramus translated there; |
| 73685 | When in that moment, so it came to pass, |
| 73686 | Titania wak'd, and straightway lov'd an ass. |
| 73687 | OBERON. This falls out better than I could d... |
| 73688 | But hast thou yet latch'd the Athenian's eyes |
| 73689 | With the love-juice, as I did bid thee do? |
| 73690 | PUCK. I took him sleeping- that is finish'd ... |
| 73691 | And the Athenian woman by his side; |
| 73692 | That, when he wak'd, of force she must be ... |
| 73693 | Enter DEMETRIUS and HERMIA |
| 73694 | OBERON. Stand close; this is the same Athenian. |
| 73695 | PUCK. This is the woman, but not this the man. |
| 73696 | DEMETRIUS. O, why rebuke you him that loves ... |
| 73697 | Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe. |
| 73698 | HERMIA. Now I but chide, but I should use th... |
| 73699 | For thou, I fear, hast given me cause to c... |
| 73700 | If thou hast slain Lysander in his sleep, |
| 73701 | Being o'er shoes in blood, plunge in the d... |
| 73702 | And kill me too. |
| 73703 | The sun was not so true unto the day |
| 73704 | As he to me. Would he have stolen away |
| 73705 | From sleeping Hermia? I'll believe as soon |
| 73706 | This whole earth may be bor'd, and that th... |
| 73707 | May through the centre creep and so displease |
| 73708 | Her brother's noontide with th' Antipodes. |
| 73709 | It cannot be but thou hast murd'red him; |
| 73710 | So should a murderer look- so dead, so grim. |
| 73711 | DEMETRIUS. So should the murdered look; and ... |
| 73712 | Pierc'd through the heart with your stern ... |
| 73713 | Yet you, the murderer, look as bright, as ... |
| 73714 | As yonder Venus in her glimmering sphere. |
| 73715 | HERMIA. What's this to my Lysander? Where is... |
| 73716 | Ah, good Demetrius, wilt thou give him me? |
| 73717 | DEMETRIUS. I had rather give his carcass to ... |
| 73718 | HERMIA. Out, dog! out, cur! Thou driv'st me ... |
| 73719 | Of maiden's patience. Hast thou slain him,... |
| 73720 | Henceforth be never numb'red among men! |
| 73721 | O, once tell true; tell true, even for my ... |
| 73722 | Durst thou have look'd upon him being awake, |
| 73723 | And hast thou kill'd him sleeping? O brave... |
| 73724 | Could not a worm, an adder, do so much? |
| 73725 | An adder did it; for with doubler tongue |
| 73726 | Than thine, thou serpent, never adder stung. |
| 73727 | DEMETRIUS. You spend your passion on a mispr... |
| 73728 | I am not guilty of Lysander's blood; |
| 73729 | Nor is he dead, for aught that I can tell. |
| 73730 | HERMIA. I pray thee, tell me then that he is... |
| 73731 | DEMETRIUS. An if I could, what should I get ... |
| 73732 | HERMIA. A privilege never to see me more. |
| 73733 | And from thy hated presence part I so; |
| 73734 | See me no more whether he be dead or no. ... |
| 73735 | DEMETRIUS. There is no following her in this... |
| 73736 | Here, therefore, for a while I will remain. |
| 73737 | So sorrow's heaviness doth heavier grow |
| 73738 | For debt that bankrupt sleep doth sorrow owe; |
| 73739 | Which now in some slight measure it will pay, |
| 73740 | If for his tender here I make some stay. ... |
| 73741 | OBERON. What hast thou done? Thou hast mista... |
| 73742 | And laid the love-juice on some true-love'... |
| 73743 | Of thy misprision must perforce ensue |
| 73744 | Some true love turn'd, and not a false tur... |
| 73745 | PUCK. Then fate o'er-rules, that, one man ho... |
| 73746 | A million fail, confounding oath on oath. |
| 73747 | OBERON. About the wood go swifter than the w... |
| 73748 | And Helena of Athens look thou find; |
| 73749 | All fancy-sick she is and pale of cheer, |
| 73750 | With sighs of love that costs the fresh bl... |
| 73751 | By some illusion see thou bring her here; |
| 73752 | I'll charm his eyes against she do appear. |
| 73753 | PUCK. I go, I go; look how I go, |
| 73754 | Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow. ... |
| 73755 | OBERON. Flower of this purple dye, |
| 73756 | Hit with Cupid's archery, |
| 73757 | Sink in apple of his eye. |
| 73758 | When his love he doth espy, |
| 73759 | Let her shine as gloriously |
| 73760 | As the Venus of the sky. |
| 73761 | When thou wak'st, if she be by, |
| 73762 | Beg of her for remedy. |
| 73763 | Re-enter PUCK |
| 73764 | PUCK. Captain of our fairy band, |
| 73765 | Helena is here at hand, |
| 73766 | And the youth mistook by me |
| 73767 | Pleading for a lover's fee; |
| 73768 | Shall we their fond pageant see? |
| 73769 | Lord, what fools these mortals... |
| 73770 | OBERON. Stand aside. The noise they make |
| 73771 | Will cause Demetrius to awake. |
| 73772 | PUCK. Then will two at once woo one. |
| 73773 | That must needs be sport alone; |
| 73774 | And those things do best pleas... |
| 73775 | That befall prepost'rously. |
| 73776 | Enter LYSANDER and HELENA |
| 73777 | LYSANDER. Why should you think that I should... |
| 73778 | Scorn and derision never come in tears. |
| 73779 | Look when I vow, I weep; and vows so born, |
| 73780 | In their nativity all truth appears. |
| 73781 | How can these things in me seem scorn to y... |
| 73782 | Bearing the badge of faith, to prove them ... |
| 73783 | HELENA. You do advance your cunning more and... |
| 73784 | When truth kills truth, O devilish-holy fray! |
| 73785 | These vows are Hermia's. Will you give her... |
| 73786 | Weigh oath with oath, and you will nothing... |
| 73787 | Your vows to her and me, put in two scales, |
| 73788 | Will even weigh; and both as light as tales. |
| 73789 | LYSANDER. I hod no judgment when to her I sw... |
| 73790 | HELENA. Nor none, in my mind, now you give h... |
| 73791 | LYSANDER. Demetrius loves her, and he loves ... |
| 73792 | DEMETRIUS. [Awaking] O Helen, goddess, nymph... |
| 73793 | To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne? |
| 73794 | Crystal is muddy. O, how ripe in show |
| 73795 | Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting... |
| 73796 | That pure congealed white, high Taurus' snow, |
| 73797 | Fann'd with the eastern wind, turns to a crow |
| 73798 | When thou hold'st up thy hand. O, let me kiss |
| 73799 | This princess of pure white, this seal of ... |
| 73800 | HELENA. O spite! O hell! I see you all are bent |
| 73801 | To set against me for your merriment. |
| 73802 | If you were civil and knew courtesy, |
| 73803 | You would not do me thus much injury. |
| 73804 | Can you not hate me, as I know you do, |
| 73805 | But you must join in souls to mock me too? |
| 73806 | If you were men, as men you are in show, |
| 73807 | You would not use a gentle lady so: |
| 73808 | To vow, and swear, and superpraise my parts, |
| 73809 | When I am sure you hate me with your hearts. |
| 73810 | You both are rivals, and love Hermia; |
| 73811 | And now both rivals, to mock Helena. |
| 73812 | A trim exploit, a manly enterprise, |
| 73813 | To conjure tears up in a poor maid's eyes |
| 73814 | With your derision! None of noble sort |
| 73815 | Would so offend a virgin, and extort |
| 73816 | A poor soul's patience, all to make you sp... |
| 73817 | LYSANDER. You are unkind, Demetrius; be not so; |
| 73818 | For you love Hermia. This you know I know; |
| 73819 | And here, with all good will, with all my ... |
| 73820 | In Hermia's love I yield you up my part; |
| 73821 | And yours of Helena to me bequeath, |
| 73822 | Whom I do love and will do till my death. |
| 73823 | HELENA. Never did mockers waste more idle br... |
| 73824 | DEMETRIUS. Lysander, keep thy Hermia; I will... |
| 73825 | If e'er I lov'd her, all that love is gone. |
| 73826 | My heart to her but as guest-wise sojourn'd, |
| 73827 | And now to Helen is it home return'd, |
| 73828 | There to remain. |
| 73829 | LYSANDER. Helen, it is not so. |
| 73830 | DEMETRIUS. Disparage not the faith thou dost... |
| 73831 | Lest, to thy peril, thou aby it dear. |
| 73832 | Look where thy love comes; yonder is thy d... |
| 73833 | Enter HERMIA |
| 73834 | HERMIA. Dark night, that from the eye his fu... |
| 73835 | The ear more quick of apprehension makes; |
| 73836 | Wherein it doth impair the seeing sense, |
| 73837 | It pays the hearing double recompense. |
| 73838 | Thou art not by mine eye, Lysander, found; |
| 73839 | Mine ear, I thank it, brought me to thy so... |
| 73840 | But why unkindly didst thou leave me so? |
| 73841 | LYSANDER. Why should he stay whom love doth ... |
| 73842 | HERMIA. What love could press Lysander from ... |
| 73843 | LYSANDER. Lysander's love, that would not le... |
| 73844 | Fair Helena, who more engilds the night |
| 73845 | Than all yon fiery oes and eyes of light. |
| 73846 | Why seek'st thou me? Could not this make t... |
| 73847 | The hate I bare thee made me leave thee so? |
| 73848 | HERMIA. You speak not as you think; it canno... |
| 73849 | HELENA. Lo, she is one of this confederacy! |
| 73850 | Now I perceive they have conjoin'd all three |
| 73851 | To fashion this false sport in spite of me. |
| 73852 | Injurious Hermia! most ungrateful maid! |
| 73853 | Have you conspir'd, have you with these co... |
| 73854 | To bait me with this foul derision? |
| 73855 | Is all the counsel that we two have shar'd, |
| 73856 | The sisters' vows, the hours that we have ... |
| 73857 | When we have chid the hasty-footed time |
| 73858 | For parting us- O, is all forgot? |
| 73859 | All school-days' friendship, childhood inn... |
| 73860 | We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, |
| 73861 | Have with our needles created both one flo... |
| 73862 | Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, |
| 73863 | Both warbling of one song, both in one key; |
| 73864 | As if our hands, our sides, voices, and mi... |
| 73865 | Had been incorporate. So we grew together, |
| 73866 | Like to a double cherry, seeming parted, |
| 73867 | But yet an union in partition, |
| 73868 | Two lovely berries moulded on one stern; |
| 73869 | So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart; |
| 73870 | Two of the first, like coats in heraldry, |
| 73871 | Due but to one, and crowned with one crest. |
| 73872 | And will you rent our ancient love asunder, |
| 73873 | To join with men in scorning your poor fri... |
| 73874 | It is not friendly, 'tis not maidenly; |
| 73875 | Our sex, as well as I, may chide you for it, |
| 73876 | Though I alone do feel the injury. |
| 73877 | HERMIA. I am amazed at your passionate words; |
| 73878 | I scorn you not; it seems that you scorn me. |
| 73879 | HELENA. Have you not set Lysander, as in sco... |
| 73880 | To follow me and praise my eyes and face? |
| 73881 | And made your other love, Demetrius, |
| 73882 | Who even but now did spurn me with his foot, |
| 73883 | To call me goddess, nymph, divine, and rare, |
| 73884 | Precious, celestial? Wherefore speaks he this |
| 73885 | To her he hates? And wherefore doth Lysander |
| 73886 | Deny your love, so rich within his soul, |
| 73887 | And tender me, forsooth, affection, |
| 73888 | But by your setting on, by your consent? |
| 73889 | What though I be not so in grace as you, |
| 73890 | So hung upon with love, so fortunate, |
| 73891 | But miserable most, to love unlov'd? |
| 73892 | This you should pity rather than despise. |
| 73893 | HERMIA. I understand not what you mean by this. |
| 73894 | HELENA. Ay, do- persever, counterfeit sad lo... |
| 73895 | Make mouths upon me when I turn my back, |
| 73896 | Wink each at other; hold the sweet jest up; |
| 73897 | This sport, well carried, shall be chronic... |
| 73898 | If you have any pity, grace, or manners, |
| 73899 | You would not make me such an argument. |
| 73900 | But fare ye well; 'tis partly my own fault, |
| 73901 | Which death, or absence, soon shall remedy. |
| 73902 | LYSANDER. Stay, gentle Helena; hear my excuse; |
| 73903 | My love, my life, my soul, fair Helena! |
| 73904 | HELENA. O excellent! |
| 73905 | HERMIA. Sweet, do not scorn her so. |
| 73906 | DEMETRIUS. If she cannot entreat, I can compel. |
| 73907 | LYSANDER. Thou canst compel no more than she... |
| 73908 | Thy threats have no more strength than her... |
| 73909 | Helen, I love thee, by my life I do; |
| 73910 | I swear by that which I will lose for thee |
| 73911 | To prove him false that says I love thee not. |
| 73912 | DEMETRIUS. I say I love thee more than he ca... |
| 73913 | LYSANDER. If thou say so, withdraw, and prov... |
| 73914 | DEMETRIUS. Quick, come. |
| 73915 | HERMIA. Lysander, whereto tends all this? |
| 73916 | LYSANDER. Away, you Ethiope! |
| 73917 | DEMETRIUS. No, no, he will |
| 73918 | Seem to break loose- take on as you would ... |
| 73919 | But yet come not. You are a tame man; go! |
| 73920 | LYSANDER. Hang off, thou cat, thou burr; vil... |
| 73921 | Or I will shake thee from me like a serpent. |
| 73922 | HERMIA. Why are you grown so rude? What chan... |
| 73923 | Sweet love? |
| 73924 | LYSANDER. Thy love! Out, tawny Tartar, out! |
| 73925 | Out, loathed med'cine! O hated potion, hence! |
| 73926 | HERMIA. Do you not jest? |
| 73927 | HELENA. Yes, sooth; and so do you. |
| 73928 | LYSANDER. Demetrius, I will keep my word wit... |
| 73929 | DEMETRIUS. I would I had your bond; for I pe... |
| 73930 | A weak bond holds you; I'll not trust your... |
| 73931 | LYSANDER. What, should I hurt her, strike he... |
| 73932 | Although I hate her, I'll not harm her so. |
| 73933 | HERMIA. What! Can you do me greater harm tha... |
| 73934 | Hate me! wherefore? O me! what news, my love? |
| 73935 | Am not I Hermia? Are not you Lysander? |
| 73936 | I am as fair now as I was erewhile. |
| 73937 | Since night you lov'd me; yet since night ... |
| 73938 | Why then, you left me- O, the gods forbid!- |
| 73939 | In earnest, shall I say? |
| 73940 | LYSANDER. Ay, by my life! |
| 73941 | And never did desire to see thee more. |
| 73942 | Therefore be out of hope, of question, of ... |
| 73943 | Be certain, nothing truer; 'tis no jest |
| 73944 | That I do hate thee and love Helena. |
| 73945 | HERMIA. O me! you juggler! you cankerblossom! |
| 73946 | You thief of love! What! Have you come by ... |
| 73947 | And stol'n my love's heart from him? |
| 73948 | HELENA. Fine, i' faith! |
| 73949 | Have you no modesty, no maiden shame, |
| 73950 | No touch of bashfulness? What! Will you tear |
| 73951 | Impatient answers from my gentle tongue? |
| 73952 | Fie, fie! you counterfeit, you puppet you! |
| 73953 | HERMIA. 'Puppet!' why so? Ay, that way goes ... |
| 73954 | Now I perceive that she hath made compare |
| 73955 | Between our statures; she hath urg'd her h... |
| 73956 | And with her personage, her tall personage, |
| 73957 | Her height, forsooth, she hath prevail'd w... |
| 73958 | And are you grown so high in his esteem |
| 73959 | Because I am so dwarfish and so low? |
| 73960 | How low am I, thou painted maypole? Speak. |
| 73961 | How low am I? I am not yet so low |
| 73962 | But that my nails can reach unto thine eyes. |
| 73963 | HELENA. I pray you, though you mock me, gent... |
| 73964 | Let her not hurt me. I was never curst; |
| 73965 | I have no gift at all in shrewishness; |
| 73966 | I am a right maid for my cowardice; |
| 73967 | Let her not strike me. You perhaps may think, |
| 73968 | Because she is something lower than myself, |
| 73969 | That I can match her. |
| 73970 | HERMIA. 'Lower' hark, again. |
| 73971 | HELENA. Good Hermia, do not be so bitter wit... |
| 73972 | I evermore did love you, Hermia, |
| 73973 | Did ever keep your counsels, never wrong'd... |
| 73974 | Save that, in love unto Demetrius, |
| 73975 | I told him of your stealth unto this wood. |
| 73976 | He followed you; for love I followed him; |
| 73977 | But he hath chid me hence, and threat'ned me |
| 73978 | To strike me, spurn me, nay, to kill me too; |
| 73979 | And now, so you will let me quiet go, |
| 73980 | To Athens will I bear my folly back, |
| 73981 | And follow you no further. Let me go. |
| 73982 | You see how simple and how fond I am. |
| 73983 | HERMIA. Why, get you gone! Who is't that hin... |
| 73984 | HELENA. A foolish heart that I leave here be... |
| 73985 | HERMIA. What! with Lysander? |
| 73986 | HELENA. With Demetrius. |
| 73987 | LYSANDER. Be not afraid; she shall not harm ... |
| 73988 | DEMETRIUS. No, sir, she shall not, though yo... |
| 73989 | HELENA. O, when she is angry, she is keen an... |
| 73990 | She was a vixen when she went to school; |
| 73991 | And, though she be but little, she is fierce. |
| 73992 | HERMIA. 'Little' again! Nothing but 'low' an... |
| 73993 | Why will you suffer her to flout me thus? |
| 73994 | Let me come to her. |
| 73995 | LYSANDER. Get you gone, you dwarf; |
| 73996 | You minimus, of hind'ring knot-grass made; |
| 73997 | You bead, you acorn. |
| 73998 | DEMETRIUS. You are too officious |
| 73999 | In her behalf that scorns your services. |
| 74000 | Let her alone; speak not of Helena; |
| 74001 | Take not her part; for if thou dost intend |
| 74002 | Never so little show of love to her, |
| 74003 | Thou shalt aby it. |
| 74004 | LYSANDER. Now she holds me not. |
| 74005 | Now follow, if thou dar'st, to try whose r... |
| 74006 | Of thine or mine, is most in Helena. |
| 74007 | DEMETRIUS. Follow! Nay, I'll go with thee, c... |
| 74008 | Exeunt LYSA... |
| 74009 | HERMIA. You, mistress, all this coil is long... |
| 74010 | Nay, go not back. |
| 74011 | HELENA. I will not trust you, I; |
| 74012 | Nor longer stay in your curst company. |
| 74013 | Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray; |
| 74014 | My legs are longer though, to run away. ... |
| 74015 | HERMIA. I am amaz'd, and know not what to sa... |
| 74016 | OBERON. This is thy negligence. Still thou m... |
| 74017 | Or else committ'st thy knaveries wilfully. |
| 74018 | PUCK. Believe me, king of shadows, I mistook. |
| 74019 | Did not you tell me I should know the man |
| 74020 | By the Athenian garments he had on? |
| 74021 | And so far blameless proves my enterprise |
| 74022 | That I have 'nointed an Athenian's eyes; |
| 74023 | And so far am I glad it so did sort, |
| 74024 | As this their jangling I esteem a sport. |
| 74025 | OBERON. Thou seest these lovers seek a place... |
| 74026 | Hie therefore, Robin, overcast the night; |
| 74027 | The starry welkin cover thou anon |
| 74028 | With drooping fog as black as Acheron, |
| 74029 | And lead these testy rivals so astray |
| 74030 | As one come not within another's way. |
| 74031 | Like to Lysander sometime frame thy tongue, |
| 74032 | Then stir Demetrius up with bitter wrong; |
| 74033 | And sometime rail thou like Demetrius; |
| 74034 | And from each other look thou lead them thus, |
| 74035 | Till o'er their brows death-counterfeiting... |
| 74036 | With leaden legs and batty wings doth creep. |
| 74037 | Then crush this herb into Lysander's eye; |
| 74038 | Whose liquor hath this virtuous property, |
| 74039 | To take from thence all error with his mig... |
| 74040 | And make his eyeballs roll with wonted sight. |
| 74041 | When they next wake, all this derision |
| 74042 | Shall seem a dream and fruitless vision; |
| 74043 | And back to Athens shall the lovers wend |
| 74044 | With league whose date till death shall ne... |
| 74045 | Whiles I in this affair do thee employ, |
| 74046 | I'll to my queen, and beg her Indian boy; |
| 74047 | And then I will her charmed eye release |
| 74048 | From monster's view, and all things shall ... |
| 74049 | PUCK. My fairy lord, this must be done with ... |
| 74050 | For night's swift dragons cut the clouds f... |
| 74051 | And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger, |
| 74052 | At whose approach ghosts, wand'ring here a... |
| 74053 | Troop home to churchyards. Damned spirits all |
| 74054 | That in cross-ways and floods have burial, |
| 74055 | Already to their wormy beds are gone, |
| 74056 | For fear lest day should look their shames... |
| 74057 | They wilfully themselves exil'd from light, |
| 74058 | And must for aye consort with black-brow'd... |
| 74059 | OBERON. But we are spirits of another sort: |
| 74060 | I with the Morning's love have oft made sp... |
| 74061 | And, like a forester, the groves may tread |
| 74062 | Even till the eastern gate, all fiery red, |
| 74063 | Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams, |
| 74064 | Turns into yellow gold his salt green stre... |
| 74065 | But, notwithstanding, haste, make no delay; |
| 74066 | We may effect this business yet ere day. ... |
| 74067 | PUCK. Up and down, up and down, |
| 74068 | I will lead them up and down. |
| 74069 | I am fear'd in field and town. |
| 74070 | Goblin, lead them up and down. |
| 74071 | Here comes one. |
| 74072 | Enter LYSANDER |
| 74073 | LYSANDER. Where art thou, proud Demetrius? S... |
| 74074 | PUCK. Here, villain, drawn and ready. Where ... |
| 74075 | LYSANDER. I will be with thee straight. |
| 74076 | PUCK. Follow me, then, |
| 74077 | To plainer ground. Exit LYSANDER as f... |
| 74078 | Enter DEMETRIUS |
| 74079 | DEMETRIUS. Lysander, speak again. |
| 74080 | Thou runaway, thou coward, art thou fled? |
| 74081 | Speak! In some bush? Where dost thou hide ... |
| 74082 | PUCK. Thou coward, art thou bragging to the ... |
| 74083 | Telling the bushes that thou look'st for w... |
| 74084 | And wilt not come? Come, recreant, come, t... |
| 74085 | I'll whip thee with a rod. He is defil'd |
| 74086 | That draws a sword on thee. |
| 74087 | DEMETRIUS. Yea, art thou there? |
| 74088 | PUCK. Follow my voice; we'll try no manhood ... |
| 74089 | Re-enter LYSANDER |
| 74090 | LYSANDER. He goes before me, and still dares... |
| 74091 | When I come where he calls, then he is gone. |
| 74092 | The villain is much lighter heel'd than I. |
| 74093 | I followed fast, but faster he did fly, |
| 74094 | That fallen am I in dark uneven way, |
| 74095 | And here will rest me. [Lies down] Come, t... |
| 74096 | For if but once thou show me thy grey light, |
| 74097 | I'll find Demetrius, and revenge this spit... |
| 74098 | Re-enter PUCK and DEMETRIUS |
| 74099 | PUCK. Ho, ho, ho! Coward, why com'st thou not? |
| 74100 | DEMETRIUS. Abide me, if thou dar'st; for wel... |
| 74101 | Thou run'st before me, shifting every place, |
| 74102 | And dar'st not stand, nor look me in the f... |
| 74103 | Where art thou now? |
| 74104 | PUCK. Come hither; I am here. |
| 74105 | DEMETRIUS. Nay, then, thou mock'st me. Thou ... |
| 74106 | If ever I thy face by daylight see; |
| 74107 | Now, go thy way. Faintness constraineth me |
| 74108 | To measure out my length on this cold bed. |
| 74109 | By day's approach look to be visited. |
| 74110 | [Lie... |
| 74111 | Enter HELENA |
| 74112 | HELENA. O weary night, O long and tedious ni... |
| 74113 | Abate thy hours! Shine comforts from the e... |
| 74114 | That I may back to Athens by daylight, |
| 74115 | From these that my poor company detest. |
| 74116 | And sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow'... |
| 74117 | Steal me awhile from mine own company. ... |
| 74118 | PUCK. Yet but three? Come one more; |
| 74119 | Two of both kinds makes up four. |
| 74120 | Here she comes, curst and sad. |
| 74121 | Cupid is a knavish lad, |
| 74122 | Thus to make poor females mad. |
| 74123 | Enter HERMIA |
| 74124 | HERMIA. Never so weary, never so in woe, |
| 74125 | Bedabbled with the dew, and torn with briers, |
| 74126 | I can no further crawl, no further go; |
| 74127 | My legs can keep no pace with my desires. |
| 74128 | Here will I rest me till the break of day. |
| 74129 | Heavens shield Lysander, if they mean a fray! |
| 74130 | [Lie... |
| 74131 | PUCK. On the ground |
| 74132 | Sleep sound; |
| 74133 | I'll apply |
| 74134 | To your eye, |
| 74135 | Gentle lover, remedy. |
| 74136 | [Squeezing the juice o... |
| 74137 | When thou wak'st, |
| 74138 | Thou tak'st |
| 74139 | True delight |
| 74140 | In the sight |
| 74141 | Of thy former lady's eye; |
| 74142 | And the country proverb known, |
| 74143 | That every man should take his own, |
| 74144 | In your waking shall be shown: |
| 74145 | Jack shall have Jill; |
| 74146 | Nought shall go ill; |
| 74147 | The man shall have his mare again, and all... |
| 74148 | Exit |
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| 74157 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 74158 | The wood. LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HELENA, and HER... |
| 74159 | Enter TITANIA and Bottom; PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB... |
| 74160 | and other FAIRIES attending; |
| 74161 | OBERON behind, unseen |
| 74162 | TITANIA. Come, sit thee down upon this flow'... |
| 74163 | While I thy amiable cheeks do coy, |
| 74164 | And stick musk-roses in thy sleek smooth h... |
| 74165 | And kiss thy fair large ears, my gentle joy. |
| 74166 | BOTTOM. Where's Peaseblossom? |
| 74167 | PEASEBLOSSOM. Ready. |
| 74168 | BOTTOM. Scratch my head, Peaseblossom. |
| 74169 | Where's Mounsieur Cobweb? |
| 74170 | COBWEB. Ready. |
| 74171 | BOTTOM. Mounsieur Cobweb; good mounsieur, ge... |
| 74172 | your hand and kill me a red-hipp'd humble-... |
| 74173 | thistle; and, good mounsieur, bring me the... |
| 74174 | yourself too much in the action, mounsieur... |
| 74175 | have a care the honey-bag break not; I wou... |
| 74176 | overflown with a honey-bag, signior. Where... |
| 74177 | Mustardseed? |
| 74178 | MUSTARDSEED. Ready. |
| 74179 | BOTTOM. Give me your neaf, Mounsieur Mustard... |
| 74180 | your curtsy, good mounsieur. |
| 74181 | MUSTARDSEED. What's your will? |
| 74182 | BOTTOM. Nothing, good mounsieur, but to help... |
| 74183 | scratch. I must to the barber's, mounsieur... |
| 74184 | marvellous hairy about the face; and I am ... |
| 74185 | my hair do but tickle me I must scratch. |
| 74186 | TITANIA. What, wilt thou hear some music, my... |
| 74187 | BOTTOM. I have a reasonable good ear in musi... |
| 74188 | and the bones. |
| 74189 | TITANIA. Or say, sweet love, what thou desir... |
| 74190 | BOTTOM. Truly, a peck of provender; I could ... |
| 74191 | oats. Methinks I have a great desire to a ... |
| 74192 | hay, sweet hay, hath no fellow. |
| 74193 | TITANIA. I have a venturous fairy that shall... |
| 74194 | The squirrel's hoard, and fetch thee new n... |
| 74195 | BOTTOM. I had rather have a handful or two o... |
| 74196 | pray you, let none of your people stir me;... |
| 74197 | of sleep come upon me. |
| 74198 | TITANIA. Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in... |
| 74199 | Fairies, be gone, and be all ways away. ... |
| 74200 | So doth the woodbine the sweet honeysuckle |
| 74201 | Gently entwist; the female ivy so |
| 74202 | Enrings the barky fingers of the elm. |
| 74203 | O, how I love thee! how I dote on thee! ... |
| 74204 | Enter PUCK |
| 74205 | OBERON. [Advancing] Welcome, good Robin. See... |
| 74206 | sight? |
| 74207 | Her dotage now I do begin to pity; |
| 74208 | For, meeting her of late behind the wood, |
| 74209 | Seeking sweet favours for this hateful fool, |
| 74210 | I did upbraid her and fall out with her. |
| 74211 | For she his hairy temples then had rounded |
| 74212 | With coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers; |
| 74213 | And that same dew which sometime on the bu... |
| 74214 | Was wont to swell like round and orient pe... |
| 74215 | Stood now within the pretty flowerets' eyes, |
| 74216 | Like tears that did their own disgrace bew... |
| 74217 | When I had at my pleasure taunted her, |
| 74218 | And she in mild terms begg'd my patience, |
| 74219 | I then did ask of her her changeling child; |
| 74220 | Which straight she gave me, and her fairy ... |
| 74221 | To bear him to my bower in fairy land. |
| 74222 | And now I have the boy, I will undo |
| 74223 | This hateful imperfection of her eyes. |
| 74224 | And, gentle Puck, take this transformed scalp |
| 74225 | From off the head of this Athenian swain, |
| 74226 | That he awaking when the other do |
| 74227 | May all to Athens back again repair, |
| 74228 | And think no more of this night's accidents |
| 74229 | But as the fierce vexation of a dream. |
| 74230 | But first I will release the Fairy Queen. |
| 74231 | [... |
| 74232 | Be as thou wast wont to be; |
| 74233 | See as thou was wont to see. |
| 74234 | Dian's bud o'er Cupid's flower |
| 74235 | Hath such force and blessed power. |
| 74236 | Now, my Titania; wake you, my sweet queen. |
| 74237 | TITANIA. My Oberon! What visions have I seen! |
| 74238 | Methought I was enamour'd of an ass. |
| 74239 | OBERON. There lies your love. |
| 74240 | TITANIA. How came these things to pass? |
| 74241 | O, how mine eyes do loathe his visage now! |
| 74242 | OBERON. Silence awhile. Robin, take off this... |
| 74243 | Titania, music call; and strike more dead |
| 74244 | Than common sleep of all these five the se... |
| 74245 | TITANIA. Music, ho, music, such as charmeth ... |
| 74246 | PUCK. Now when thou wak'st with thine own fo... |
| 74247 | OBERON. Sound, music. Come, my Queen, take h... |
| 74248 | ... |
| 74249 | And rock the ground whereon these sleepers... |
| 74250 | Now thou and I are new in amity, |
| 74251 | And will to-morrow midnight solemnly |
| 74252 | Dance in Duke Theseus' house triumphantly, |
| 74253 | And bless it to all fair prosperity. |
| 74254 | There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be |
| 74255 | Wedded, with Theseus, an in jollity. |
| 74256 | PUCK. Fairy King, attend and mark; |
| 74257 | I do hear the morning lark. |
| 74258 | OBERON. Then, my Queen, in silence sad, |
| 74259 | Trip we after night's shade. |
| 74260 | We the globe can compass soon, |
| 74261 | Swifter than the wand'ring moon. |
| 74262 | TITANIA. Come, my lord; and in our flight, |
| 74263 | Tell me how it came this night |
| 74264 | That I sleeping here was found |
| 74265 | With these mortals on the ground... |
| 74266 | To the winding of horns, enter THESEUS... |
| 74267 | EGEUS, and train |
| 74268 | THESEUS. Go, one of you, find out the forester; |
| 74269 | For now our observation is perform'd, |
| 74270 | And since we have the vaward of the day, |
| 74271 | My love shall hear the music of my hounds. |
| 74272 | Uncouple in the western valley; let them go. |
| 74273 | Dispatch, I say, and find the forester. ... |
| 74274 | We will, fair Queen, up to the mountain's ... |
| 74275 | And mark the musical confusion |
| 74276 | Of hounds and echo in conjunction. |
| 74277 | HIPPOLYTA. I was with Hercules and Cadmus once |
| 74278 | When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear |
| 74279 | With hounds of Sparta; never did I hear |
| 74280 | Such gallant chiding, for, besides the gro... |
| 74281 | The skies, the fountains, every region near |
| 74282 | Seem'd all one mutual cry. I never heard |
| 74283 | So musical a discord, such sweet thunder. |
| 74284 | THESEUS. My hounds are bred out of the Spart... |
| 74285 | So flew'd, so sanded; and their heads are ... |
| 74286 | With ears that sweep away the morning dew; |
| 74287 | Crook-knee'd and dew-lapp'd like Thessalia... |
| 74288 | Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like... |
| 74289 | Each under each. A cry more tuneable |
| 74290 | Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn, |
| 74291 | In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly. |
| 74292 | Judge when you hear. But, soft, what nymph... |
| 74293 | EGEUS. My lord, this is my daughter here asl... |
| 74294 | And this Lysander, this Demetrius is, |
| 74295 | This Helena, old Nedar's Helena. |
| 74296 | I wonder of their being here together. |
| 74297 | THESEUS. No doubt they rose up early to observe |
| 74298 | The rite of May; and, hearing our intent, |
| 74299 | Came here in grace of our solemnity. |
| 74300 | But speak, Egeus; is not this the day |
| 74301 | That Hermia should give answer of her choice? |
| 74302 | EGEUS. It is, my lord. |
| 74303 | THESEUS. Go, bid the huntsmen wake them with... |
| 74304 | [Horns and shout wi... |
| 74305 | awake and... |
| 74306 | Good-morrow, friends. Saint Valentine is p... |
| 74307 | Begin these wood-birds but to couple now? |
| 74308 | LYSANDER. Pardon, my lord. |
| 74309 | THESEUS. I pray you all, stand up. |
| 74310 | I know you two are rival enemies; |
| 74311 | How comes this gentle concord in the world |
| 74312 | That hatred is so far from jealousy |
| 74313 | To sleep by hate, and fear no enmity? |
| 74314 | LYSANDER. My lord, I shall reply amazedly, |
| 74315 | Half sleep, half waking; but as yet, I swear, |
| 74316 | I cannot truly say how I came here, |
| 74317 | But, as I think- for truly would I speak, |
| 74318 | And now I do bethink me, so it is- |
| 74319 | I came with Hermia hither. Our intent |
| 74320 | Was to be gone from Athens, where we might, |
| 74321 | Without the peril of the Athenian law- |
| 74322 | EGEUS. Enough, enough, my Lord; you have eno... |
| 74323 | I beg the law, the law upon his head. |
| 74324 | They would have stol'n away, they would, D... |
| 74325 | Thereby to have defeated you and me: |
| 74326 | You of your wife, and me of my consent, |
| 74327 | Of my consent that she should be your wife. |
| 74328 | DEMETRIUS. My lord, fair Helen told me of th... |
| 74329 | Of this their purpose hither to this wood; |
| 74330 | And I in fury hither followed them, |
| 74331 | Fair Helena in fancy following me. |
| 74332 | But, my good lord, I wot not by what power- |
| 74333 | But by some power it is- my love to Hermia, |
| 74334 | Melted as the snow, seems to me now |
| 74335 | As the remembrance of an idle gaud |
| 74336 | Which in my childhood I did dote upon; |
| 74337 | And all the faith, the virtue of my heart, |
| 74338 | The object and the pleasure of mine eye, |
| 74339 | Is only Helena. To her, my lord, |
| 74340 | Was I betroth'd ere I saw Hermia. |
| 74341 | But, like a sickness, did I loathe this food; |
| 74342 | But, as in health, come to my natural taste, |
| 74343 | Now I do wish it, love it, long for it, |
| 74344 | And will for evermore be true to it. |
| 74345 | THESEUS. Fair lovers, you are fortunately met; |
| 74346 | Of this discourse we more will hear anon. |
| 74347 | Egeus, I will overbear your will; |
| 74348 | For in the temple, by and by, with us |
| 74349 | These couples shall eternally be knit. |
| 74350 | And, for the morning now is something worn, |
| 74351 | Our purpos'd hunting shall be set aside. |
| 74352 | Away with us to Athens, three and three; |
| 74353 | We'll hold a feast in great solemnity. |
| 74354 | Come, Hippolyta. |
| 74355 | Exeunt THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA... |
| 74356 | DEMETRIUS. These things seem small and undis... |
| 74357 | Like far-off mountains turned into clouds. |
| 74358 | HERMIA. Methinks I see these things with par... |
| 74359 | When every thing seems double. |
| 74360 | HELENA. So methinks; |
| 74361 | And I have found Demetrius like a jewel, |
| 74362 | Mine own, and not mine own. |
| 74363 | DEMETRIUS. Are you sure |
| 74364 | That we are awake? It seems to me |
| 74365 | That yet we sleep, we dream. Do not you think |
| 74366 | The Duke was here, and bid us follow him? |
| 74367 | HERMIA. Yea, and my father. |
| 74368 | HELENA. And Hippolyta. |
| 74369 | LYSANDER. And he did bid us follow to the te... |
| 74370 | DEMETRIUS. Why, then, we are awake; let's fo... |
| 74371 | And by the way let us recount our dreams. ... |
| 74372 | BOTTOM. [Awaking] When my cue comes, call me... |
| 74373 | next is 'Most fair Pyramus.' Heigh-ho! Pet... |
| 74374 | bellows-mender! Snout, the tinker! Starvel... |
| 74375 | stol'n hence, and left me asleep! I have h... |
| 74376 | I have had a dream, past the wit of man to... |
| 74377 | Man is but an ass if he go about to expoun... |
| 74378 | I was- there is no man can tell what. Meth... |
| 74379 | methought I had, but man is but a patch'd ... |
| 74380 | to say what methought I had. The eye of ma... |
| 74381 | ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is no... |
| 74382 | tongue to conceive, nor his heart to repor... |
| 74383 | will get Peter Quince to write a ballad of... |
| 74384 | be call'd 'Bottom's Dream,' because it hat... |
| 74385 | sing it in the latter end of a play, befor... |
| 74386 | Peradventure, to make it the more gracious... |
| 74387 | her death. ... |
| 74388 | SCENE II. |
| 74389 | Athens. QUINCE'S house |
| 74390 | Enter QUINCE, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING |
| 74391 | QUINCE. Have you sent to Bottom's house? Is ... |
| 74392 | STARVELING. He cannot be heard of. Out of do... |
| 74393 | FLUTE. If he come not, then the play is marr... |
| 74394 | forward, doth it? |
| 74395 | QUINCE. It is not possible. You have not a m... |
| 74396 | to discharge Pyramus but he. |
| 74397 | FLUTE. No; he hath simply the best wit of an... |
| 74398 | Athens. |
| 74399 | QUINCE. Yea, and the best person too; and he... |
| 74400 | a sweet voice. |
| 74401 | FLUTE. You must say 'paragon.' A paramour is... |
| 74402 | thing of naught. |
| 74403 | Enter SNUG |
| 74404 | SNUG. Masters, the Duke is coming from the t... |
| 74405 | or three lords and ladies more married. If... |
| 74406 | forward, we had all been made men. |
| 74407 | FLUTE. O sweet bully Bottom! Thus hath he lo... |
| 74408 | during his life; he could not have scaped ... |
| 74409 | Duke had not given him sixpence a day for ... |
| 74410 | be hanged. He would have deserved it: sixp... |
| 74411 | or nothing. |
| 74412 | Enter BOTTOM |
| 74413 | BOTTOM. Where are these lads? Where are thes... |
| 74414 | QUINCE. Bottom! O most courageous day! O mos... |
| 74415 | BOTTOM. Masters, I am to discourse wonders; ... |
| 74416 | for if I tell you, I am not true Athenian.... |
| 74417 | everything, right as it fell out. |
| 74418 | QUINCE. Let us hear, sweet Bottom. |
| 74419 | BOTTOM. Not a word of me. All that I will te... |
| 74420 | Duke hath dined. Get your apparel together... |
| 74421 | beards, new ribbons to your pumps; meet pr... |
| 74422 | every man look o'er his part; for the shor... |
| 74423 | play is preferr'd. In any case, let Thisby... |
| 74424 | let not him that plays the lion pare his n... |
| 74425 | hang out for the lion's claws. And, most d... |
| 74426 | onions nor garlic, for we are to utter swe... |
| 74427 | doubt but to hear them say it is a sweet c... |
| 74428 | Away, go, away! ... |
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| 74437 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 74438 | Athens. The palace of THESEUS |
| 74439 | Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, LORDS, ... |
| 74440 | HIPPOLYTA. 'Tis strange, my Theseus, that th... |
| 74441 | THESEUS. More strange than true. I never may... |
| 74442 | These antique fables, nor these fairy toys. |
| 74443 | Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, |
| 74444 | Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend |
| 74445 | More than cool reason ever comprehends. |
| 74446 | The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, |
| 74447 | Are of imagination all compact. |
| 74448 | One sees more devils than vast hell can hold; |
| 74449 | That is the madman. The lover, all as fran... |
| 74450 | Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt. |
| 74451 | The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, |
| 74452 | Doth glance from heaven to earth, from ear... |
| 74453 | And as imagination bodies forth |
| 74454 | The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen |
| 74455 | Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy no... |
| 74456 | A local habitation and a name. |
| 74457 | Such tricks hath strong imagination |
| 74458 | That, if it would but apprehend some joy, |
| 74459 | It comprehends some bringer of that joy; |
| 74460 | Or in the night, imagining some fear, |
| 74461 | How easy is a bush suppos'd a bear? |
| 74462 | HIPPOLYTA. But all the story of the night to... |
| 74463 | And all their minds transfigur'd so together, |
| 74464 | More witnesseth than fancy's images, |
| 74465 | And grows to something of great constancy, |
| 74466 | But howsoever strange and admirable. |
| 74467 | Enter LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HERMIA, a... |
| 74468 | THESEUS. Here come the lovers, full of joy a... |
| 74469 | Joy, gentle friends, joy and fresh days of... |
| 74470 | Accompany your hearts! |
| 74471 | LYSANDER. More than to us |
| 74472 | Wait in your royal walks, your board, your... |
| 74473 | THESEUS. Come now; what masques, what dances... |
| 74474 | To wear away this long age of three hours |
| 74475 | Between our after-supper and bed-time? |
| 74476 | Where is our usual manager of mirth? |
| 74477 | What revels are in hand? Is there no play |
| 74478 | To ease the anguish of a torturing hour? |
| 74479 | Call Philostrate. |
| 74480 | PHILOSTRATE. Here, mighty Theseus. |
| 74481 | THESEUS. Say, what abridgment have you for t... |
| 74482 | What masque? what music? How shall we beguile |
| 74483 | The lazy time, if not with some delight? |
| 74484 | PHILOSTRATE. There is a brief how many sport... |
| 74485 | Make choice of which your Highness will se... |
| 74486 | ... |
| 74487 | THESEUS. 'The battle with the Centaurs, to b... |
| 74488 | By an Athenian eunuch to the harp.' |
| 74489 | We'll none of that: that have I told my love, |
| 74490 | In glory of my kinsman Hercules. |
| 74491 | 'The riot of the tipsy Bacchanals, |
| 74492 | Tearing the Thracian singer in their rage.' |
| 74493 | That is an old device, and it was play'd |
| 74494 | When I from Thebes came last a conqueror. |
| 74495 | 'The thrice three Muses mourning for the d... |
| 74496 | Of Learning, late deceas'd in beggary.' |
| 74497 | That is some satire, keen and critical, |
| 74498 | Not sorting with a nuptial ceremony. |
| 74499 | 'A tedious brief scene of young Pyramus |
| 74500 | And his love Thisby; very tragical mirth.' |
| 74501 | Merry and tragical! tedious and brief! |
| 74502 | That is hot ice and wondrous strange snow. |
| 74503 | How shall we find the concord of this disc... |
| 74504 | PHILOSTRATE. A play there is, my lord, some ... |
| 74505 | Which is as brief as I have known a play; |
| 74506 | But by ten words, my lord, it is too long, |
| 74507 | Which makes it tedious; for in all the play |
| 74508 | There is not one word apt, one player fitted. |
| 74509 | And tragical, my noble lord, it is; |
| 74510 | For Pyramus therein doth kill himself. |
| 74511 | Which when I saw rehears'd, I must confess, |
| 74512 | Made mine eyes water; but more merry tears |
| 74513 | The passion of loud laughter never shed. |
| 74514 | THESEUS. What are they that do play it? |
| 74515 | PHILOSTRATE. Hard-handed men that work in At... |
| 74516 | Which never labour'd in their minds till now; |
| 74517 | And now have toil'd their unbreathed memories |
| 74518 | With this same play against your nuptial. |
| 74519 | THESEUS. And we will hear it. |
| 74520 | PHILOSTRATE. No, my noble lord, |
| 74521 | It is not for you. I have heard it over, |
| 74522 | And it is nothing, nothing in the world; |
| 74523 | Unless you can find sport in their intents, |
| 74524 | Extremely stretch'd and conn'd with cruel ... |
| 74525 | To do you service. |
| 74526 | THESEUS. I will hear that play; |
| 74527 | For never anything can be amiss |
| 74528 | When simpleness and duty tender it. |
| 74529 | Go, bring them in; and take your places, l... |
| 74530 | ... |
| 74531 | HIPPOLYTA. I love not to see wretchedness o'... |
| 74532 | And duty in his service perishing. |
| 74533 | THESEUS. Why, gentle sweet, you shall see no... |
| 74534 | HIPPOLYTA. He says they can do nothing in th... |
| 74535 | THESEUS. The kinder we, to give them thanks ... |
| 74536 | Our sport shall be to take what they mistake; |
| 74537 | And what poor duty cannot do, noble respect |
| 74538 | Takes it in might, not merit. |
| 74539 | Where I have come, great clerks have purposed |
| 74540 | To greet me with premeditated welcomes; |
| 74541 | Where I have seen them shiver and look pale, |
| 74542 | Make periods in the midst of sentences, |
| 74543 | Throttle their practis'd accent in their f... |
| 74544 | And, in conclusion, dumbly have broke off, |
| 74545 | Not paying me a welcome. Trust me, sweet, |
| 74546 | Out of this silence yet I pick'd a welcome; |
| 74547 | And in the modesty of fearful duty |
| 74548 | I read as much as from the rattling tongue |
| 74549 | Of saucy and audacious eloquence. |
| 74550 | Love, therefore, and tongue-tied simplicity |
| 74551 | In least speak most to my capacity. |
| 74552 | Re-enter PHILOSTRATE |
| 74553 | PHILOSTRATE. SO please your Grace, the Prolo... |
| 74554 | THESEUS. Let him approach. [Flo... |
| 74555 | Enter QUINCE as the PROLOGUE |
| 74556 | PROLOGUE. If we offend, it is with our good ... |
| 74557 | That you should think, we come not to offend, |
| 74558 | But with good will. To show our simple skill, |
| 74559 | That is the true beginning of our end. |
| 74560 | Consider then, we come but in despite. |
| 74561 | We do not come, as minding to content you, |
| 74562 | Our true intent is. All for your delight |
| 74563 | We are not here. That you should here repe... |
| 74564 | The actors are at band; and, by their show, |
| 74565 | You shall know all, that you are like to k... |
| 74566 | THESEUS. This fellow doth not stand upon poi... |
| 74567 | LYSANDER. He hath rid his prologue like a ro... |
| 74568 | the stop. A good moral, my lord: it is not... |
| 74569 | to speak true. |
| 74570 | HIPPOLYTA. Indeed he hath play'd on this pro... |
| 74571 | recorder- a sound, but not in government. |
| 74572 | THESEUS. His speech was like a tangled chain... |
| 74573 | but all disordered. Who is next? |
| 74574 | Enter, with a trumpet before them, a... |
| 74575 | PYRAMUS and THISBY, WALL, MOONSHIN... |
| 74576 | PROLOGUE. Gentles, perchance you wonder at t... |
| 74577 | But wonder on, till truth make all things ... |
| 74578 | This man is Pyramus, if you would know; |
| 74579 | This beauteous lady Thisby is certain. |
| 74580 | This man, with lime and rough-cast, doth p... |
| 74581 | Wall, that vile Wall which did these lover... |
| 74582 | And through Walls chink, poor souls, they ... |
| 74583 | To whisper. At the which let no man wonder. |
| 74584 | This man, with lanthorn, dog, and bush of ... |
| 74585 | Presenteth Moonshine; for, if you will know, |
| 74586 | By moonshine did these lovers think no scorn |
| 74587 | To meet at Ninus' tomb, there, there to wo... |
| 74588 | This grisly beast, which Lion hight by name, |
| 74589 | The trusty Thisby, coming first by night, |
| 74590 | Did scare away, or rather did affright; |
| 74591 | And as she fled, her mantle she did fall; |
| 74592 | Which Lion vile with bloody mouth did stain. |
| 74593 | Anon comes Pyramus, sweet youth and tall, |
| 74594 | And finds his trusty Thisby's mantle slain; |
| 74595 | Whereat with blade, with bloody blameful b... |
| 74596 | He bravely broach'd his boiling bloody bre... |
| 74597 | And Thisby, tarrying in mulberry shade, |
| 74598 | His dagger drew, and died. For all the rest, |
| 74599 | Let Lion, Moonshine, Wall, and lovers twain, |
| 74600 | At large discourse while here they do remain. |
| 74601 | Exeunt PROLOGUE... |
| 74602 | L... |
| 74603 | THESEUS. I wonder if the lion be to speak. |
| 74604 | DEMETRIUS. No wonder, my lord: one lion may,... |
| 74605 | WALL. In this same interlude it doth befall |
| 74606 | That I, one Snout by name, present a wall; |
| 74607 | And such a wall as I would have you think |
| 74608 | That had in it a crannied hole or chink, |
| 74609 | Through which the lovers, Pyramus and Thisby, |
| 74610 | Did whisper often very secretly. |
| 74611 | This loam, this rough-cast, and this stone... |
| 74612 | That I am that same wall; the truth is so; |
| 74613 | And this the cranny is, right and sinister, |
| 74614 | Through which the fearful lovers are to wh... |
| 74615 | THESEUS. Would you desire lime and hair to s... |
| 74616 | DEMETRIUS. It is the wittiest partition that... |
| 74617 | discourse, my lord. |
| 74618 | Enter PYRAMUS |
| 74619 | THESEUS. Pyramus draws near the wall; silence. |
| 74620 | PYRAMUS. O grim-look'd night! O night with h... |
| 74621 | O night, which ever art when day is not! |
| 74622 | O night, O night, alack, alack, alack, |
| 74623 | I fear my Thisby's promise is forgot! |
| 74624 | And thou, O wall, O sweet, O lovely wall, |
| 74625 | That stand'st between her father's ground ... |
| 74626 | Thou wall, O wall, O sweet and lovely wall, |
| 74627 | Show me thy chink, to blink through with m... |
| 74628 | [WALL hol... |
| 74629 | Thanks, courteous wall. Jove shield thee w... |
| 74630 | But what see what see I? No Thisby do I see. |
| 74631 | O wicked wall, through whom I see no bliss, |
| 74632 | Curs'd he thy stones for thus deceiving me! |
| 74633 | THESEUS. The wall, methinks, being sensible,... |
| 74634 | PYRAMUS. No, in truth, sir, he should not. D... |
| 74635 | cue. She is to enter now, and I am to spy ... |
| 74636 | You shall see it will fall pat as I told y... |
| 74637 | Enter THISBY |
| 74638 | THISBY. O wall, full often hast thou beard m... |
| 74639 | For parting my fair Pyramus and me! |
| 74640 | My cherry lips have often kiss'd thy stones, |
| 74641 | Thy stones with lime and hair knit up in t... |
| 74642 | PYRAMUS. I see a voice; now will I to the ch... |
| 74643 | To spy an I can hear my Thisby's face. |
| 74644 | Thisby! |
| 74645 | THISBY. My love! thou art my love, I think. |
| 74646 | PYRAMUS. Think what thou wilt, I am thy love... |
| 74647 | And like Limander am I trusty still. |
| 74648 | THISBY. And I like Helen, till the Fates me ... |
| 74649 | PYRAMUS. Not Shafalus to Procrus was so true. |
| 74650 | THISBY. As Shafalus to Procrus, I to you. |
| 74651 | PYRAMUS. O, kiss me through the hole of this... |
| 74652 | THISBY. I kiss the wall's hole, not your lip... |
| 74653 | PYRAMUS. Wilt thou at Ninny's tomb meet me s... |
| 74654 | THISBY. Tide life, tide death, I come withou... |
| 74655 | Exeunt ... |
| 74656 | WALL. Thus have I, Wall, my part discharged so; |
| 74657 | And, being done, thus Wall away doth go. ... |
| 74658 | THESEUS. Now is the moon used between the tw... |
| 74659 | DEMETRIUS. No remedy, my lord, when walls ar... |
| 74660 | without warning. |
| 74661 | HIPPOLYTA. This is the silliest stuff that e... |
| 74662 | THESEUS. The best in this kind are but shado... |
| 74663 | no worse, if imagination amend them. |
| 74664 | HIPPOLYTA. It must be your imagination then,... |
| 74665 | THESEUS. If we imagine no worse of them than... |
| 74666 | they may pass for excellent men. Here come... |
| 74667 | man and a lion. |
| 74668 | Enter LION and MOONSHINE |
| 74669 | LION. You, ladies, you, whose gentle hearts ... |
| 74670 | The smallest monstrous mouse that creeps o... |
| 74671 | May now, perchance, both quake and tremble... |
| 74672 | When lion rough in wildest rage doth roar. |
| 74673 | Then know that I as Snug the joiner am |
| 74674 | A lion fell, nor else no lion's dam; |
| 74675 | For, if I should as lion come in strife |
| 74676 | Into this place, 'twere pity on my life. |
| 74677 | THESEUS. A very gentle beast, and of a good ... |
| 74678 | DEMETRIUS. The very best at a beast, my lord... |
| 74679 | LYSANDER. This lion is a very fox for his va... |
| 74680 | THESEUS. True; and a goose for his discretion. |
| 74681 | DEMETRIUS. Not so, my lord; for his valour c... |
| 74682 | discretion, and the fox carries the goose. |
| 74683 | THESEUS. His discretion, I am sure, cannot c... |
| 74684 | the goose carries not the fox. It is well.... |
| 74685 | discretion, and let us listen to the Moon. |
| 74686 | MOONSHINE. This lanthorn doth the horned moo... |
| 74687 | DEMETRIUS. He should have worn the horns on ... |
| 74688 | THESEUS. He is no crescent, and his horns ar... |
| 74689 | circumference. |
| 74690 | MOONSHINE. This lanthorn doth the horned moo... |
| 74691 | Myself the Man i' th' Moon do seem to be. |
| 74692 | THESEUS. This is the greatest error of all t... |
| 74693 | be put into the lantern. How is it else th... |
| 74694 | DEMETRIUS. He dares not come there for the c... |
| 74695 | is already in snuff. |
| 74696 | HIPPOLYTA. I am aweary of this moon. Would h... |
| 74697 | THESEUS. It appears, by his small light of d... |
| 74698 | in the wane; but yet, in courtesy, in all ... |
| 74699 | the time. |
| 74700 | LYSANDER. Proceed, Moon. |
| 74701 | MOON. All that I have to say is to tell you ... |
| 74702 | the moon; I, the Man i' th' Moon; this tho... |
| 74703 | and this dog, my dog. |
| 74704 | DEMETRIUS. Why, all these should be in the l... |
| 74705 | are in the moon. But silence; here comes T... |
| 74706 | Re-enter THISBY |
| 74707 | THISBY. This is old Ninny's tomb. Where is m... |
| 74708 | LION. [Roaring] O- ... |
| 74709 | DEMETRIUS. Well roar'd, Lion. |
| 74710 | THESEUS. Well run, Thisby. |
| 74711 | HIPPOLYTA. Well shone, Moon. Truly, the moon... |
| 74712 | grace. [The LION tears THISBY'S... |
| 74713 | THESEUS. Well mous'd, Lion. |
| 74714 | Re-enter PYRAMUS |
| 74715 | DEMETRIUS. And then came Pyramus. |
| 74716 | LYSANDER. And so the lion vanish'd. |
| 74717 | PYRAMUS. Sweet Moon, I thank thee for thy su... |
| 74718 | I thank thee, Moon, for shining now so bri... |
| 74719 | For, by thy gracious golden, glittering gl... |
| 74720 | I trust to take of truest Thisby sight. |
| 74721 | But stay, O spite! |
| 74722 | But mark, poor knight, |
| 74723 | What dreadful dole is here! |
| 74724 | Eyes, do you see? |
| 74725 | How can it he? |
| 74726 | O dainty duck! O dear! |
| 74727 | Thy mantle good, |
| 74728 | What! stain'd with blood? |
| 74729 | Approach, ye Furies fell. |
| 74730 | O Fates! come, come; |
| 74731 | Cut thread and thrum; |
| 74732 | Quail, crush, conclude, and quell. |
| 74733 | THESEUS. This passion, and the death of a de... |
| 74734 | near to make a man look sad. |
| 74735 | HIPPOLYTA. Beshrew my heart, but I pity the ... |
| 74736 | PYRAMUS. O wherefore, Nature, didst thou lio... |
| 74737 | Since lion vile hath here deflower'd my de... |
| 74738 | Which is- no, no- which was the fairest dame |
| 74739 | That liv'd, that lov'd, that lik'd, that l... |
| 74740 | Come, tears, confound; |
| 74741 | Out, sword, and wound |
| 74742 | The pap of Pyramus; |
| 74743 | Ay, that left pap, |
| 74744 | Where heart doth hop. ... |
| 74745 | Thus die I, thus, thus, thus. |
| 74746 | Now am I dead, |
| 74747 | Now am I fled; |
| 74748 | My soul is in the sky. |
| 74749 | Tongue, lose thy light; |
| 74750 | Moon, take thy flight. ... |
| 74751 | Now die, die, die, die, die. ... |
| 74752 | DEMETRIUS. No die, but an ace, for him; for ... |
| 74753 | LYSANDER. Less than an ace, man; for he is d... |
| 74754 | THESEUS. With the help of a surgeon he might... |
| 74755 | prove an ass. |
| 74756 | HIPPOLYTA. How chance Moonshine is gone befo... |
| 74757 | and finds her lover? |
| 74758 | Re-enter THISBY |
| 74759 | THESEUS. She will find him by starlight. Her... |
| 74760 | passion ends the play. |
| 74761 | HIPPOLYTA. Methinks she should not use a lon... |
| 74762 | Pyramus; I hope she will be brief. |
| 74763 | DEMETRIUS. A mote will turn the balance, whi... |
| 74764 | Thisby, is the better- he for a man, God w... |
| 74765 | woman, God bless us! |
| 74766 | LYSANDER. She hath spied him already with th... |
| 74767 | DEMETRIUS. And thus she moans, videlicet:- |
| 74768 | THISBY. Asleep, my love? |
| 74769 | What, dead, my dove? |
| 74770 | O Pyramus, arise, |
| 74771 | Speak, speak. Quite dumb? |
| 74772 | Dead, dead? A tomb |
| 74773 | Must cover thy sweet eyes. |
| 74774 | These lily lips, |
| 74775 | This cherry nose, |
| 74776 | These yellow cowslip cheeks, |
| 74777 | Are gone, are gone; |
| 74778 | Lovers, make moan; |
| 74779 | His eyes were green as leeks. |
| 74780 | O Sisters Three, |
| 74781 | Come, come to me, |
| 74782 | With hands as pale as milk; |
| 74783 | Lay them in gore, |
| 74784 | Since you have shore |
| 74785 | With shears his thread of silk. |
| 74786 | Tongue, not a word. |
| 74787 | Come, trusty sword; |
| 74788 | Come, blade, my breast imbrue. ... |
| 74789 | And farewell, friends; |
| 74790 | Thus Thisby ends; |
| 74791 | Adieu, adieu, adieu. ... |
| 74792 | THESEUS. Moonshine and Lion are left to bury... |
| 74793 | DEMETRIUS. Ay, and Wall too. |
| 74794 | BOTTOM. [Starting up] No, I assure you; the ... |
| 74795 | parted their fathers. Will it please you t... |
| 74796 | to hear a Bergomask dance between two of o... |
| 74797 | THESEUS. No epilogue, I pray you; for your p... |
| 74798 | Never excuse; for when the players are all... |
| 74799 | to be blamed. Marry, if he that writ it ha... |
| 74800 | hang'd himself in Thisby's garter, it woul... |
| 74801 | tragedy. And so it is, truly; and very not... |
| 74802 | come, your Bergomask; let your epilogue al... |
| 74803 | The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve. |
| 74804 | Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time. |
| 74805 | I fear we shall out-sleep the coming morn, |
| 74806 | As much as we this night have overwatch'd. |
| 74807 | This palpable-gross play hath well beguil'd |
| 74808 | The heavy gait of night. Sweet friends, to... |
| 74809 | A fortnight hold we this solemnity, |
| 74810 | In nightly revels and new jollity. ... |
| 74811 | Enter PUCK with a broom |
| 74812 | PUCK. Now the hungry lion roars, |
| 74813 | And the wolf behowls the moon; |
| 74814 | Whilst the heavy ploughman snores, |
| 74815 | All with weary task fordone. |
| 74816 | Now the wasted brands do glow, |
| 74817 | Whilst the screech-owl, screechin... |
| 74818 | Puts the wretch that lies in woe |
| 74819 | In remembrance of a shroud. |
| 74820 | Now it is the time of night |
| 74821 | That the graves, all gaping wide, |
| 74822 | Every one lets forth his sprite, |
| 74823 | In the church-way paths to glide. |
| 74824 | And we fairies, that do run |
| 74825 | By the triple Hecate's team |
| 74826 | From the presence of the sun, |
| 74827 | Following darkness like a dream, |
| 74828 | Now are frolic. Not a mouse |
| 74829 | Shall disturb this hallowed house. |
| 74830 | I am sent with broom before, |
| 74831 | To sweep the dust behind the door. |
| 74832 | Enter OBERON and TITANIA, with all th... |
| 74833 | OBERON. Through the house give glimmering... |
| 74834 | By the dead and drowsy fire; |
| 74835 | Every elf and fairy sprite |
| 74836 | Hop as light as bird from brier; |
| 74837 | And this ditty, after me, |
| 74838 | Sing and dance it trippingly. |
| 74839 | TITANIA. First, rehearse your song by r... |
| 74840 | To each word a warbling note; |
| 74841 | Hand in hand, with fairy grace, |
| 74842 | Will we sing, and bless this p... |
| 74843 | [OBERON leading, the FAIRIES sing a... |
| 74844 | OBERON. Now, until the break of day, |
| 74845 | Through this house each fairy stray. |
| 74846 | To the best bride-bed will we, |
| 74847 | Which by us shall blessed be; |
| 74848 | And the issue there create |
| 74849 | Ever shall be fortunate. |
| 74850 | So shall all the couples three |
| 74851 | Ever true in loving be; |
| 74852 | And the blots of Nature's hand |
| 74853 | Shall not in their issue stand; |
| 74854 | Never mole, hare-lip, nor scar, |
| 74855 | Nor mark prodigious, such as are |
| 74856 | Despised in nativity, |
| 74857 | Shall upon their children be. |
| 74858 | With this field-dew consecrate, |
| 74859 | Every fairy take his gait, |
| 74860 | And each several chamber bless, |
| 74861 | Through this palace, with sweet p... |
| 74862 | And the owner of it blest |
| 74863 | Ever shall in safety rest. |
| 74864 | Trip away; make no stay; |
| 74865 | Meet me all by break of day. E... |
| 74866 | PUCK. If we shadows have offended, |
| 74867 | Think but this, and all is mended, |
| 74868 | That you have but slumb'red here |
| 74869 | While these visions did appear. |
| 74870 | And this weak and idle theme, |
| 74871 | No more yielding but a dream, |
| 74872 | Gentles, do not reprehend. |
| 74873 | If you pardon, we will mend. |
| 74874 | And, as I am an honest Puck, |
| 74875 | If we have unearned luck |
| 74876 | Now to scape the serpent's tongue, |
| 74877 | We will make amends ere long; |
| 74878 | Else the Puck a liar call. |
| 74879 | So, good night unto you all. |
| 74880 | Give me your hands, if we be frie... |
| 74881 | And Robin shall restore amends. ... |
| 74882 | THE END |
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| 74892 | MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING |
| 74893 | by William Shakespeare |
| 74894 | Dramatis Personae |
| 74895 | Don Pedro, Prince of Arragon. |
| 74896 | Don John, his bastard brother. |
| 74897 | Claudio, a young lord of Florence. |
| 74898 | Benedick, a Young lord of Padua. |
| 74899 | Leonato, Governor of Messina. |
| 74900 | Antonio, an old man, his brother. |
| 74901 | Balthasar, attendant on Don Pedro. |
| 74902 | Borachio, follower of Don John. |
| 74903 | Conrade, follower of Don John. |
| 74904 | Friar Francis. |
| 74905 | Dogberry, a Constable. |
| 74906 | Verges, a Headborough. |
| 74907 | A Sexton. |
| 74908 | A Boy. |
| 74909 | Hero, daughter to Leonato. |
| 74910 | Beatrice, niece to Leonato. |
| 74911 | Margaret, waiting gentlewoman attending on H... |
| 74912 | Ursula, waiting gentlewoman attending on Hero. |
| 74913 | Messengers, Watch, Attendants, etc. |
| 74914 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 74915 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 74916 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 74917 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 74918 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
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| 74922 | SCENE.--Messina. |
| 74923 | ACT I. Scene I. |
| 74924 | An orchard before Leonato's house. |
| 74925 | Enter Leonato (Governor of Messina), Hero (his... |
| 74926 | and Beatrice (his Niece), with a Messenger. |
| 74927 | Leon. I learn in this letter that Don Pedro ... |
| 74928 | night to Messina. |
| 74929 | Mess. He is very near by this. He was not th... |
| 74930 | left him. |
| 74931 | Leon. How many gentlemen have you lost in th... |
| 74932 | Mess. But few of any sort, and none of name. |
| 74933 | Leon. A victory is twice itself when the ach... |
| 74934 | numbers. I find here that Don Pedro hath b... |
| 74935 | a young Florentine called Claudio. |
| 74936 | Mess. Much deserv'd on his part, and equally... |
| 74937 | Pedro. He hath borne himself beyond the pr... |
| 74938 | in the figure of a lamb the feats of a lio... |
| 74939 | better bett'red expectation than you must ... |
| 74940 | you how. |
| 74941 | Leon. He hath an uncle here in Messina will ... |
| 74942 | Mess. I have already delivered him letters, ... |
| 74943 | joy in him; even so much that joy could no... |
| 74944 | enough without a badge of bitterness. |
| 74945 | Leon. Did he break out into tears? |
| 74946 | Mess. In great measure. |
| 74947 | Leon. A kind overflow of kindness. There are... |
| 74948 | those that are so wash'd. How much better ... |
| 74949 | than to joy at weeping! |
| 74950 | Beat. I pray you, is Signior Mountanto retur... |
| 74951 | Mess. I know none of that name, lady. There ... |
| 74952 | army of any sort. |
| 74953 | Leon. What is he that you ask for, niece? |
| 74954 | Hero. My cousin means Signior Benedick of Pa... |
| 74955 | Mess. O, he's return'd, and as pleasant as e... |
| 74956 | Beat. He set up his bills here in Messina an... |
| 74957 | the flight, and my uncle's fool, reading t... |
| 74958 | subscrib'd for Cupid and challeng'd him at... |
| 74959 | you, how many hath he kill'd and eaten in ... |
| 74960 | many hath he kill'd? For indeed I promised... |
| 74961 | killing. |
| 74962 | Leon. Faith, niece, you tax Signior Benedick... |
| 74963 | be meet with you, I doubt it not. |
| 74964 | Mess. He hath done good service, lady, in th... |
| 74965 | Beat. You had musty victual, and he hath hol... |
| 74966 | very valiant trencherman; he hath an excel... |
| 74967 | Mess. And a good soldier too, lady. |
| 74968 | Beat. And a good soldier to a lady; but what... |
| 74969 | Mess. A lord to a lord, a man to a man; stuf... |
| 74970 | virtues. |
| 74971 | Beat. It is so indeed. He is no less than a ... |
| 74972 | the stuffing--well, we are all mortal. |
| 74973 | Leon. You must not, sir, mistake my niece. T... |
| 74974 | war betwixt Signior Benedick and her. They... |
| 74975 | a skirmish of wit between them. |
| 74976 | Beat. Alas, he gets nothing by that! In our ... |
| 74977 | his five wits went halting off, and now is... |
| 74978 | with one; so that if he have wit enough to... |
| 74979 | him bear it for a difference between himse... |
| 74980 | it is all the wealth that he hath left to ... |
| 74981 | creature. Who is his companion now? He hat... |
| 74982 | sworn brother. |
| 74983 | Mess. Is't possible? |
| 74984 | Beat. Very easily possible. He wears his fai... |
| 74985 | of his hat; it ever changes with the next ... |
| 74986 | Mess. I see, lady, the gentleman is not in y... |
| 74987 | Beat. No. An he were, I would burn my study.... |
| 74988 | his companion? Is there no young squarer n... |
| 74989 | voyage with him to the devil? |
| 74990 | Mess. He is most in the company of the right... |
| 74991 | Beat. O Lord, he will hang upon him like a d... |
| 74992 | caught than the pestilence, and the taker ... |
| 74993 | help the noble Claudio! If he have caught ... |
| 74994 | cost him a thousand pound ere 'a be cured. |
| 74995 | Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. |
| 74996 | Beat. Do, good friend. |
| 74997 | Leon. You will never run mad, niece. |
| 74998 | Beat. No, not till a hot January. |
| 74999 | Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd. |
| 75000 | Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthasa... |
| 75001 | Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, are you come to... |
| 75002 | fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and... |
| 75003 | Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the ... |
| 75004 | for trouble being gone, comfort should rem... |
| 75005 | from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes... |
| 75006 | Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly... |
| 75007 | daughter. |
| 75008 | Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. |
| 75009 | Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd... |
| 75010 | Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were yo... |
| 75011 | Pedro. You have it full, Benedick. We may gu... |
| 75012 | are, being a man. Truly the lady fathers h... |
| 75013 | for you are like an honourable father. |
| 75014 | Bene. If Signior Leonato be her father, she ... |
| 75015 | on her shoulders for all Messina, as like ... |
| 75016 | Beat. I wonder that you will still be talkin... |
| 75017 | Nobody marks you. |
| 75018 | Bene. What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you ye... |
| 75019 | Beat. Is it possible Disdain should die whil... |
| 75020 | food to feed it as Signior Benedick? Court... |
| 75021 | to disdain if you come in her presence. |
| 75022 | Bene. Then is courtesy a turncoat. But it is... |
| 75023 | all ladies, only you excepted; and I would... |
| 75024 | heart that I had not a hard heart, for tru... |
| 75025 | Beat. A dear happiness to women! They would ... |
| 75026 | with a pernicious suitor. I thank God and ... |
| 75027 | your humour for that. I had rather hear my... |
| 75028 | than a man swear he loves me. |
| 75029 | Bene. God keep your ladyship still in that m... |
| 75030 | or other shall scape a predestinate scratc... |
| 75031 | Beat. Scratching could not make it worse an ... |
| 75032 | yours were. |
| 75033 | Bene. Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher. |
| 75034 | Beat. A bird of my tongue is better than a b... |
| 75035 | Bene. I would my horse had the speed of your... |
| 75036 | continuer. But keep your way, a God's name... |
| 75037 | Beat. You always end with a jade's trick. I ... |
| 75038 | Pedro. That is the sum of all, Leonato. Sign... |
| 75039 | Benedick, my dear friend Leonato hath invi... |
| 75040 | we shall stay here at the least a month, a... |
| 75041 | some occasion may detain us longer. I dare... |
| 75042 | hypocrite, but prays from his heart. |
| 75043 | Leon. If you swear, my lord, you shall not b... |
| 75044 | John] Let me bid you welcome, my lord. Bei... |
| 75045 | Prince your brother, I owe you all duty. |
| 75046 | John. I thank you. I am not of many words, b... |
| 75047 | Leon. Please it your Grace lead on? |
| 75048 | Pedro. Your hand, Leonato. We will go together. |
| 75049 | Exeunt. Manent Ben... |
| 75050 | Claud. Benedick, didst thou note the daughte... |
| 75051 | Bene. I noted her not, but I look'd on her. |
| 75052 | Claud. Is she not a modest young lady? |
| 75053 | Bene. Do you question me, as an honest man s... |
| 75054 | true judgment? or would you have me speak ... |
| 75055 | being a professed tyrant to their sex? |
| 75056 | Claud. No. I pray thee speak in sober judgment. |
| 75057 | Bene. Why, i' faith, methinks she's too low ... |
| 75058 | too brown for a fair praise, and too littl... |
| 75059 | Only this commendation I can afford her, t... |
| 75060 | than she is, she were unhandsome, and bein... |
| 75061 | is, I do not like her. |
| 75062 | Claud. Thou thinkest I am in sport. I pray t... |
| 75063 | thou lik'st her. |
| 75064 | Bene. Would you buy her, that you enquire af... |
| 75065 | Claud. Can the world buy such a jewel? |
| 75066 | Bene. Yea, and a case to put it into. But sp... |
| 75067 | brow? or do you play the flouting Jack, to... |
| 75068 | good hare-finder and Vulcan a rare carpent... |
| 75069 | shall a man take you to go in the song? |
| 75070 | Claud. In mine eye she is the sweetest lady ... |
| 75071 | Bene. I can see yet without spectacles, and ... |
| 75072 | There's her cousin, an she were not posses... |
| 75073 | her as much in beauty as the first of May ... |
| 75074 | December. But I hope you have no intent to... |
| 75075 | you? |
| 75076 | Claud. I would scarce trust myself, though I... |
| 75077 | contrary, if Hero would be my wife. |
| 75078 | Bene. Is't come to this? In faith, hath not ... |
| 75079 | he will wear his cap with suspicion? Shall... |
| 75080 | bachelor of threescore again? Go to, i' fa... |
| 75081 | thrust thy neck into a yoke, wear the prin... |
| 75082 | Sundays. |
| 75083 | Enter Don Pedro. |
| 75084 | Look! Don Pedro is returned to seek you. |
| 75085 | Pedro. What secret hath held you here, that ... |
| 75086 | Leonato's? |
| 75087 | Bene. I would your Grace would constrain me ... |
| 75088 | Pedro. I charge thee on thy allegiance. |
| 75089 | Bene. You hear, Count Claudio. I can be secr... |
| 75090 | would have you think so; but, on my allegi... |
| 75091 | my allegiance! he is in love. With who? No... |
| 75092 | part. Mark how short his answer is: With H... |
| 75093 | daughter. |
| 75094 | Claud. If this were so, so were it utt'red. |
| 75095 | Bene. Like the old tale, my lord: 'It is not... |
| 75096 | but indeed, God forbid it should be so!' |
| 75097 | Claud. If my passion change not shortly, God... |
| 75098 | otherwise. |
| 75099 | Pedro. Amen, if you love her; for the lady i... |
| 75100 | Claud. You speak this to fetch me in, my lord. |
| 75101 | Pedro. By my troth, I speak my thought. |
| 75102 | Claud. And, in faith, my lord, I spoke mine. |
| 75103 | Bene. And, by my two faiths and troths, my l... |
| 75104 | Claud. That I love her, I feel. |
| 75105 | Pedro. That she is worthy, I know. |
| 75106 | Bene. That I neither feel how she should be ... |
| 75107 | should be worthy, is the opinion that fire... |
| 75108 | I will die in it at the stake. |
| 75109 | Pedro. Thou wast ever an obstinate heretic i... |
| 75110 | beauty. |
| 75111 | Claud. And never could maintain his part but... |
| 75112 | will. |
| 75113 | Bene. That a woman conceived me, I thank her... |
| 75114 | up, I likewise give her most humble thanks... |
| 75115 | a rechate winded in my forehead, or hang m... |
| 75116 | baldrick, all women shall pardon me. Becau... |
| 75117 | the wrong to mistrust any, I will do mysel... |
| 75118 | none; and the fine is (for the which I may... |
| 75119 | live a bachelor. |
| 75120 | Pedro. I shall see thee, ere I die, look pal... |
| 75121 | Bene. With anger, with sickness, or with hun... |
| 75122 | love. Prove that ever I lose more blood wi... |
| 75123 | again with drinking, pick out mine eyes wi... |
| 75124 | and hang me up at the door of a brothel ho... |
| 75125 | blind Cupid. |
| 75126 | Pedro. Well, if ever thou dost fall from thi... |
| 75127 | prove a notable argument. |
| 75128 | Bene. If I do, hang me in a bottle like a ca... |
| 75129 | he that hits me, let him be clapp'd on the... |
| 75130 | Adam. |
| 75131 | Pedro. Well, as time shall try. |
| 75132 | 'In time the savage bull doth bear the yoke.' |
| 75133 | Bene. The savage bull may; but if ever the s... |
| 75134 | it, pluck off the bull's horns and set the... |
| 75135 | let me be vilely painted, and in such grea... |
| 75136 | 'Here is good horse to hire,' let them sig... |
| 75137 | 'Here you may see Benedick the married man.' |
| 75138 | Claud. If this should ever happen, thou woul... |
| 75139 | Pedro. Nay, if Cupid have not spent all his ... |
| 75140 | wilt quake for this shortly. |
| 75141 | Bene. I look for an earthquake too then. |
| 75142 | Pedro. Well, you will temporize with the hou... |
| 75143 | good Signior Benedick, repair to Leonato's... |
| 75144 | tell him I will not fail him at supper; fo... |
| 75145 | great preparation. |
| 75146 | Bene. I have almost matter enough in me for ... |
| 75147 | so I commit you-- |
| 75148 | Claud. To the tuition of God. From my house-... |
| 75149 | Pedro. The sixth of July. Your loving friend... |
| 75150 | Bene. Nay, mock not, mock not. The body of y... |
| 75151 | sometime guarded with fragments, and the g... |
| 75152 | basted on neither. Ere you flout old ends ... |
| 75153 | your conscience. And so I leave you. ... |
| 75154 | Claud. My liege, your Highness now may do me... |
| 75155 | Pedro. My love is thine to teach. Teach it b... |
| 75156 | And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn |
| 75157 | Any hard lesson that may do thee good. |
| 75158 | Claud. Hath Leonato any son, my lord? |
| 75159 | Pedro. No child but Hero; she's his only heir. |
| 75160 | Dost thou affect her, Claudio? |
| 75161 | Claud.O my lord, |
| 75162 | When you went onward on this ended action, |
| 75163 | I look'd upon her with a soldier's eye, |
| 75164 | That lik'd, but had a rougher task in hand |
| 75165 | Than to drive liking to the name of love; |
| 75166 | But now I am return'd and that war-thoughts |
| 75167 | Have left their places vacant, in their rooms |
| 75168 | Come thronging soft and delicate desires, |
| 75169 | All prompting me how fair young Hero is, |
| 75170 | Saying I lik'd her ere I went to wars. |
| 75171 | Pedro. Thou wilt be like a lover presently |
| 75172 | And tire the hearer with a book of words. |
| 75173 | If thou dost love fair Hero, cherish it, |
| 75174 | And I will break with her and with her fat... |
| 75175 | And thou shalt have her. Wast not to this end |
| 75176 | That thou began'st to twist so fine a story? |
| 75177 | Claud. How sweetly you do minister to love, |
| 75178 | That know love's grief by his complexion! |
| 75179 | But lest my liking might too sudden seem, |
| 75180 | I would have salv'd it with a longer treat... |
| 75181 | Pedro. What need the bridge much broader tha... |
| 75182 | The fairest grant is the necessity. |
| 75183 | Look, what will serve is fit. 'Tis once, t... |
| 75184 | And I will fit thee with the remedy. |
| 75185 | I know we shall have revelling to-night. |
| 75186 | I will assume thy part in some disguise |
| 75187 | And tell fair Hero I am Claudio, |
| 75188 | And in her bosom I'll unclasp my heart |
| 75189 | And take her hearing prisoner with the force |
| 75190 | And strong encounter of my amorous tale. |
| 75191 | Then after to her father will I break, |
| 75192 | And the conclusion is, she shall be thine. |
| 75193 | In practice let us put it presently. ... |
| 75194 | Scene II. |
| 75195 | A room in Leonato's house. |
| 75196 | Enter [at one door] Leonato and [at another do... |
| 75197 | brother to Leonato. |
| 75198 | Leon. How now, brother? Where is my cousin y... |
| 75199 | provided this music? |
| 75200 | Ant. He is very busy about it. But, brother,... |
| 75201 | news that you yet dreamt not of. |
| 75202 | Leon. Are they good? |
| 75203 | Ant. As the event stamps them; but they have... |
| 75204 | show well outward. The Prince and Count Cl... |
| 75205 | thick-pleached alley in mine orchard, were... |
| 75206 | a man of mine: the Prince discovered to Cl... |
| 75207 | niece your daughter and meant to acknowled... |
| 75208 | dance, and if he found her accordant, he m... |
| 75209 | present time by the top and instantly brea... |
| 75210 | Leon. Hath the fellow any wit that told you ... |
| 75211 | Ant. A good sharp fellow. I will send for hi... |
| 75212 | yourself. |
| 75213 | Leon. No, no. We will hold it as a dream til... |
| 75214 | I will acquaint my daughter withal, that s... |
| 75215 | prepared for an answer, if peradventure th... |
| 75216 | tell her of it. ... |
| 75217 | [Enter Antonio's Son with a Musician,... |
| 75218 | [To the Son] Cousin, you know what you hav... |
| 75219 | --[To the Musician] O, I cry you mercy, fr... |
| 75220 | and I will use your skill.--Good cousin, h... |
| 75221 | time. ... |
| 75222 | Scene III. |
| 75223 | Another room in Leonato's house.] |
| 75224 | Enter Sir John the Bastard and Conrade, his co... |
| 75225 | Con. What the goodyear, my lord! Why are you... |
| 75226 | sad? |
| 75227 | John. There is no measure in the occasion th... |
| 75228 | the sadness is without limit. |
| 75229 | Con. You should hear reason. |
| 75230 | John. And when I have heard it, what blessin... |
| 75231 | Con. If not a present remedy, at least a pat... |
| 75232 | John. I wonder that thou (being, as thou say... |
| 75233 | under Saturn) goest about to apply a moral... |
| 75234 | mortifying mischief. I cannot hide what I ... |
| 75235 | I have cause, and smile at no man's jests;... |
| 75236 | stomach, and wait for no man's leisure; sl... |
| 75237 | and tend on no man's business; laugh when ... |
| 75238 | man in his humour. |
| 75239 | Con. Yea, but you must not make the full sho... |
| 75240 | do it without controlment. You have of lat... |
| 75241 | your brother, and he hath ta'en you newly ... |
| 75242 | it is impossible you should take true root... |
| 75243 | weather that you make yourself. It is need... |
| 75244 | season for your own harvest. |
| 75245 | John. I had rather be a canker in a hedge th... |
| 75246 | and it better fits my blood to be disdain'... |
| 75247 | fashion a carriage to rob love from any. I... |
| 75248 | be said to be a flattering honest man, it ... |
| 75249 | I am a plain-dealing villain. I am trusted... |
| 75250 | enfranchis'd with a clog; therefore I have... |
| 75251 | my cage. If I had my mouth, I would bite; ... |
| 75252 | would do my liking. In the meantime let me... |
| 75253 | not to alter me. |
| 75254 | Con. Can you make no use of your discontent? |
| 75255 | John. I make all use of it, for I use it only. |
| 75256 | Enter Borachio. |
| 75257 | Who comes here? What news, Borachio? |
| 75258 | Bora. I came yonder from a great supper. The... |
| 75259 | royally entertain'd by Leonato, and I can ... |
| 75260 | of an intended marriage. |
| 75261 | John. Will it serve for any model to build m... |
| 75262 | What is he for a fool that betroths himsel... |
| 75263 | Bora. Marry, it is your brother's right hand. |
| 75264 | John. Who? the most exquisite Claudio? |
| 75265 | Bora. Even he. |
| 75266 | John. A proper squire! And who? and who? whi... |
| 75267 | Bora. Marry, on Hero, the daughter and heir ... |
| 75268 | John. A very forward March-chick! How came y... |
| 75269 | Bora. Being entertain'd for a perfumer, as I... |
| 75270 | room, comes me the Prince and Claudio, han... |
| 75271 | conference. I whipt me behind the arras an... |
| 75272 | upon that the Prince should woo Hero for h... |
| 75273 | obtain'd her, give her to Count Claudio. |
| 75274 | John. Come, come, let us thither. This may p... |
| 75275 | displeasure. That young start-up hath all ... |
| 75276 | overthrow. If I can cross him any way, I b... |
| 75277 | You are both sure, and will assist me? |
| 75278 | Con. To the death, my lord. |
| 75279 | John. Let us to the great supper. Their chee... |
| 75280 | I am subdued. Would the cook were o' my mi... |
| 75281 | what's to be done? |
| 75282 | Bora. We'll wait upon your lordship. |
| 75283 | ... |
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| 75292 | ACT II. Scene I. |
| 75293 | A hall in Leonato's house. |
| 75294 | Enter Leonato, [Antonio] his Brother, Hero his... |
| 75295 | and Beatrice his Niece, and a Kinsman; [also M... |
| 75296 | Leon. Was not Count John here at supper? |
| 75297 | Ant. I saw him not. |
| 75298 | Beat. How tartly that gentleman looks! I nev... |
| 75299 | heart-burn'd an hour after. |
| 75300 | Hero. He is of a very melancholy disposition. |
| 75301 | Beat. He were an excellent man that were mad... |
| 75302 | between him and Benedick. The one is too l... |
| 75303 | nothing, and the other too like my lady's ... |
| 75304 | tattling. |
| 75305 | Leon. Then half Signior Benedick's tongue in... |
| 75306 | and half Count John's melancholy in Signio... |
| 75307 | Beat. With a good leg and a good foot, uncle... |
| 75308 | his purse, such a man would win any woman ... |
| 75309 | could get her good will. |
| 75310 | Leon. By my troth, niece, thou wilt never ge... |
| 75311 | thou be so shrewd of thy tongue. |
| 75312 | Ant. In faith, she's too curst. |
| 75313 | Beat. Too curst is more than curst. I shall ... |
| 75314 | that way, for it is said, 'God sends a cur... |
| 75315 | but to a cow too curst he sends none. |
| 75316 | Leon. So, by being too curst, God will send ... |
| 75317 | Beat. Just, if he send me no husband; for th... |
| 75318 | at him upon my knees every morning and eve... |
| 75319 | endure a husband with a beard on his face.... |
| 75320 | the woollen! |
| 75321 | Leon. You may light on a husband that hath n... |
| 75322 | Beat. What should I do with him? dress him i... |
| 75323 | him my waiting gentlewoman? He that hath a... |
| 75324 | youth, and he that hath no beard is less t... |
| 75325 | is more than a youth is not for me; and he... |
| 75326 | man, I am not for him. Therefore I will ev... |
| 75327 | earnest of the berrord and lead his apes i... |
| 75328 | Leon. Well then, go you into hell? |
| 75329 | Beat. No; but to the gate, and there will th... |
| 75330 | old cuckold with horns on his head, and sa... |
| 75331 | Beatrice, get you to heaven. Here's no pla... |
| 75332 | deliver I up my apes, and away to Saint Pe... |
| 75333 | He shows me where the bachelors sit, and t... |
| 75334 | as the day is long. |
| 75335 | Ant. [to Hero] Well, niece, I trust you will... |
| 75336 | father. |
| 75337 | Beat. Yes faith. It is my cousin's duty to m... |
| 75338 | 'Father, as it please you.' But yet for al... |
| 75339 | be a handsome fellow, or else make another... |
| 75340 | 'Father, as it please me.' |
| 75341 | Leon. Well, niece, I hope to see you one day... |
| 75342 | Beat. Not till God make men of some other me... |
| 75343 | it not grieve a woman to be overmaster'd w... |
| 75344 | dust? to make an account of her life to a ... |
| 75345 | No, uncle, I'll none. Adam's sons are my b... |
| 75346 | hold it a sin to match in my kinred. |
| 75347 | Leon. Daughter, remember what I told you. If... |
| 75348 | you in that kind, you know your answer. |
| 75349 | Beat. The fault will be in the music, cousin... |
| 75350 | in good time. If the Prince be too importa... |
| 75351 | measure in everything, and so dance out th... |
| 75352 | Hero: wooing, wedding, and repenting is as... |
| 75353 | measure, and a cinque-pace: the first suit... |
| 75354 | a Scotch jig--and full as fantastical; the... |
| 75355 | modest, as a measure, full of state and an... |
| 75356 | Repentance and with his bad legs falls int... |
| 75357 | faster and faster, till he sink into his g... |
| 75358 | Leon. Cousin, you apprehend passing shrewdly. |
| 75359 | Beat. I have a good eye, uncle; I can see a ... |
| 75360 | Leon. The revellers are ent'ring, brother. M... |
| 75361 | ... |
| 75362 | Enter, [masked,] Don Pedro, Claudio, Bened... |
| 75363 | [With them enter Antonio, also masked. ... |
| 75364 | Don John [and Borachio (without masks),... |
| 75365 | and look on during the dance]. |
| 75366 | Pedro. Lady, will you walk a bout with your ... |
| 75367 | Hero. So you walk softly and look sweetly an... |
| 75368 | I am yours for the walk; and especially wh... |
| 75369 | Pedro. With me in your company? |
| 75370 | Hero. I may say so when I please. |
| 75371 | Pedro. And when please you to say so? |
| 75372 | Hero. When I like your favour, for God defen... |
| 75373 | like the case! |
| 75374 | Pedro. My visor is Philemon's roof; within t... |
| 75375 | Hero. Why then, your visor should be thatch'd. |
| 75376 | Pedro. Speak low if you speak love. ... |
| 75377 | Balth. Well, I would you did like me. |
| 75378 | Marg. So would not I for your own sake, for ... |
| 75379 | qualities. |
| 75380 | Balth. Which is one? |
| 75381 | Marg. I say my prayers aloud. |
| 75382 | Balth. I love you the better. The hearers ma... |
| 75383 | Marg. God match me with a good dancer! |
| 75384 | Balth. Amen. |
| 75385 | Marg. And God keep him out of my sight when ... |
| 75386 | Answer, clerk. |
| 75387 | Balth. No more words. The clerk is answered. |
| 75388 | ... |
| 75389 | Urs. I know you well enough. You are Signior... |
| 75390 | Ant. At a word, I am not. |
| 75391 | Urs. I know you by the waggling of your head. |
| 75392 | Ant. To tell you true, I counterfeit him. |
| 75393 | Urs. You could never do him so ill-well unle... |
| 75394 | man. Here's his dry hand up and down. You ... |
| 75395 | Ant. At a word, I am not. |
| 75396 | Urs. Come, come, do you think I do not know ... |
| 75397 | wit? Can virtue hide itself? Go to, mum yo... |
| 75398 | appear, and there's an end. [... |
| 75399 | Beat. Will you not tell me who told you so? |
| 75400 | Bene. No, you shall pardon me. |
| 75401 | Beat. Nor will you not tell me who you are? |
| 75402 | Bene. Not now. |
| 75403 | Beat. That I was disdainful, and that I had ... |
| 75404 | 'Hundred Merry Tales.' Well, this was Sign... |
| 75405 | so. |
| 75406 | Bene. What's he? |
| 75407 | Beat. I am sure you know him well enough. |
| 75408 | Bene. Not I, believe me. |
| 75409 | Beat. Did he never make you laugh? |
| 75410 | Bene. I pray you, what is he? |
| 75411 | Beat. Why, he is the Prince's jester, a very... |
| 75412 | gift is in devising impossible slanders. N... |
| 75413 | delight in him; and the commendation is no... |
| 75414 | his villany; for he both pleases men and a... |
| 75415 | they laugh at him and beat him. I am sure ... |
| 75416 | I would he had boarded me. |
| 75417 | Bene. When I know the gentleman, I'll tell h... |
| 75418 | Beat. Do, do. He'll but break a comparison o... |
| 75419 | peradventure, not marked or not laugh'd at... |
| 75420 | melancholy; and then there's a partridge w... |
| 75421 | will eat no supper that night. |
| 75422 | ... |
| 75423 | We must follow the leaders. |
| 75424 | Bene. In every good thing. |
| 75425 | Beat. Nay, if they lead to any ill, I will l... |
| 75426 | turning. |
| 75427 | Dance. Exeunt (all but Don John, Borac... |
| 75428 | John. Sure my brother is amorous on Hero and... |
| 75429 | father to break with him about it. The lad... |
| 75430 | one visor remains. |
| 75431 | Bora. And that is Claudio. I know him by his... |
| 75432 | John. Are you not Signior Benedick? |
| 75433 | Claud. You know me well. I am he. |
| 75434 | John. Signior, you are very near my brother ... |
| 75435 | enamour'd on Hero. I pray you dissuade him... |
| 75436 | equal for his birth. You may do the part o... |
| 75437 | Claud. How know you he loves her? |
| 75438 | John. I heard him swear his affection. |
| 75439 | Bora. So did I too, and he swore he would ma... |
| 75440 | John. Come, let us to the banquet. |
| 75441 | Exeu... |
| 75442 | Claud. Thus answer I in name of Benedick |
| 75443 | But hear these ill news with the ears of C... |
| 75444 | ... |
| 75445 | 'Tis certain so. The Prince wooes for hims... |
| 75446 | Friendship is constant in all other things |
| 75447 | Save in the office and affairs of love. |
| 75448 | Therefore all hearts in love use their own... |
| 75449 | Let every eye negotiate for itself |
| 75450 | And trust no agent; for beauty is a witch |
| 75451 | Against whose charms faith melteth into bl... |
| 75452 | This is an accident of hourly proof, |
| 75453 | Which I mistrusted not. Farewell therefore... |
| 75454 | Enter Benedick [unmasked]. |
| 75455 | Bene. Count Claudio? |
| 75456 | Claud. Yea, the same. |
| 75457 | Bene. Come, will you go with me? |
| 75458 | Claud. Whither? |
| 75459 | Bene. Even to the next willow, about your ow... |
| 75460 | fashion will you wear the garland of? abou... |
| 75461 | usurer's chain? or under your arm, like a ... |
| 75462 | must wear it one way, for the Prince hath ... |
| 75463 | Claud. I wish him joy of her. |
| 75464 | Bene. Why, that's spoken like an honest drov... |
| 75465 | bullocks. But did you think the Prince wou... |
| 75466 | thus? |
| 75467 | Claud. I pray you leave me. |
| 75468 | Bene. Ho! now you strike like the blind man!... |
| 75469 | stole your meat, and you'll beat the post. |
| 75470 | Claud. If it will not be, I'll leave you. ... |
| 75471 | Bene. Alas, poor hurt fowl! now will he cree... |
| 75472 | that my Lady Beatrice should know me, and ... |
| 75473 | Prince's fool! Ha! it may be I go under th... |
| 75474 | merry. Yea, but so I am apt to do myself w... |
| 75475 | reputed. It is the base (though bitter) di... |
| 75476 | that puts the world into her person and so... |
| 75477 | I'll be revenged as I may. |
| 75478 | Enter Don Pedro. |
| 75479 | Pedro. Now, signior, where's the Count? Did ... |
| 75480 | Bene. Troth, my lord, I have played the part... |
| 75481 | him here as melancholy as a lodge in a war... |
| 75482 | think I told him true, that your Grace had... |
| 75483 | this young lady, and I off'red him my comp... |
| 75484 | either to make him a garland, as being for... |
| 75485 | up a rod, as being worthy to be whipt. |
| 75486 | Pedro. To be whipt? What's his fault? |
| 75487 | Bene. The flat transgression of a schoolboy ... |
| 75488 | with finding a bird's nest, shows it his c... |
| 75489 | it. |
| 75490 | Pedro. Wilt thou make a trust a transgressio... |
| 75491 | in the stealer. |
| 75492 | Bene. Yet it had not been amiss the rod had ... |
| 75493 | garland too; for the garland he might have... |
| 75494 | rod he might have bestowed on you, who, as... |
| 75495 | his bird's nest. |
| 75496 | Pedro. I will but teach them to sing and res... |
| 75497 | Bene. If their singing answer your saying, b... |
| 75498 | honestly. |
| 75499 | Pedro. The Lady Beatrice hath a quarrel to y... |
| 75500 | danc'd with her told her she is much wrong... |
| 75501 | Bene. O, she misus'd me past the endurance o... |
| 75502 | with one green leaf on it would have answe... |
| 75503 | began to assume life and scold with her. S... |
| 75504 | thinking I had been myself, that I was the... |
| 75505 | I was duller than a great thaw; huddling j... |
| 75506 | impossible conveyance upon me that I stood... |
| 75507 | with a whole army shooting at me. She spea... |
| 75508 | word stabs. If her breath were as terrible... |
| 75509 | there were no living near her; she would i... |
| 75510 | Star. I would not marry her though she wer... |
| 75511 | Adam had left him before he transgress'd. ... |
| 75512 | Hercules have turn'd spit, yea, and have c... |
| 75513 | the fire too. Come, talk not of her. You s... |
| 75514 | infernal Ate in good apparel. I would to G... |
| 75515 | conjure her, for certainly, while she is h... |
| 75516 | quiet in hell as in a sanctuary; and peopl... |
| 75517 | because they would go thither; so indeed a... |
| 75518 | and perturbation follows her. |
| 75519 | Enter Claudio and Beatrice, Leonato... |
| 75520 | Pedro. Look, here she comes. |
| 75521 | Bene. Will your Grace command me any service... |
| 75522 | will go on the slightest errand now to the... |
| 75523 | devise to send me on; I will fetch you a t... |
| 75524 | furthest inch of Asia; bring you the lengt... |
| 75525 | foot; fetch you a hair off the great Cham'... |
| 75526 | embassage to the Pygmies--rather than hold... |
| 75527 | conference with this harpy. You have no em... |
| 75528 | Pedro. None, but to desire your good company. |
| 75529 | Bene. O God, sir, here's a dish I love not! ... |
| 75530 | Tongue. ... |
| 75531 | Pedro. Come, lady, come; you have lost the h... |
| 75532 | Benedick. |
| 75533 | Beat. Indeed, my lord, he lent it me awhile,... |
| 75534 | it--a double heart for his single one. Mar... |
| 75535 | it of me with false dice; therefore your G... |
| 75536 | have lost it. |
| 75537 | Pedro. You have put him down, lady; you have... |
| 75538 | Beat. So I would not he should do me, my lor... |
| 75539 | the mother of fools. I have brought Count ... |
| 75540 | me to seek. |
| 75541 | Pedro. Why, how now, Count? Wherefore are yo... |
| 75542 | Claud. Not sad, my lord. |
| 75543 | Pedro. How then? sick? |
| 75544 | Claud. Neither, my lord. |
| 75545 | Beat. The Count is neither sad, nor sick, no... |
| 75546 | civil count--civil as an orange, and somet... |
| 75547 | complexion. |
| 75548 | Pedro. I' faith, lady, I think your blazon t... |
| 75549 | be sworn, if he be so, his conceit is fals... |
| 75550 | have wooed in thy name, and fair Hero is w... |
| 75551 | her father, and his good will obtained. Na... |
| 75552 | and God give thee joy! |
| 75553 | Leon. Count, take of me my daughter, and wit... |
| 75554 | Grace hath made the match, and all grace s... |
| 75555 | Beat. Speak, Count, 'tis your cue. |
| 75556 | Claud. Silence is the perfectest herald of j... |
| 75557 | happy if I could say how much. Lady, as yo... |
| 75558 | I give away myself for you and dote upon t... |
| 75559 | Beat. Speak, cousin; or, if you cannot, stop... |
| 75560 | and let not him speak neither. |
| 75561 | Pedro. In faith, lady, you have a merry heart. |
| 75562 | Beat. Yea, my lord; I thank it, poor fool, i... |
| 75563 | side of care. My cousin tells him in his e... |
| 75564 | heart. |
| 75565 | Claud. And so she doth, cousin. |
| 75566 | Beat. Good Lord, for alliance! Thus goes eve... |
| 75567 | I, and I am sunburnt. I may sit in a corne... |
| 75568 | a husband!' |
| 75569 | Pedro. Lady Beatrice, I will get you one. |
| 75570 | Beat. I would rather have one of your father... |
| 75571 | Grace ne'er a brother like you? Your fathe... |
| 75572 | husbands, if a maid could come by them. |
| 75573 | Pedro. Will you have me, lady? |
| 75574 | Beat. No, my lord, unless I might have anoth... |
| 75575 | your Grace is too costly to wear every day... |
| 75576 | Grace pardon me. I was born to speak all m... |
| 75577 | Pedro. Your silence most offends me, and to ... |
| 75578 | you, for out o' question you were born in ... |
| 75579 | Beat. No, sure, my lord, my mother cried; bu... |
| 75580 | danc'd, and under that was I born. Cousins... |
| 75581 | Leon. Niece, will you look to those things I... |
| 75582 | Beat. I cry you mercy, uncle, By your Grace'... |
| 75583 | Pedro. By my troth, a pleasant-spirited lady. |
| 75584 | Leon. There's little of the melancholy eleme... |
| 75585 | is never sad but when she sleeps, and not ... |
| 75586 | have heard my daughter say she hath often ... |
| 75587 | and wak'd herself with laughing. |
| 75588 | Pedro. She cannot endure to hear tell of a h... |
| 75589 | Leon. O, by no means! She mocks all her wooe... |
| 75590 | Pedro. She were an excellent wife for Benedick. |
| 75591 | Leon. O Lord, my lord! if they were but a we... |
| 75592 | talk themselves mad. |
| 75593 | Pedro. County Claudio, when mean you to go t... |
| 75594 | Claud. To-morrow, my lord. Time goes on crut... |
| 75595 | his rites. |
| 75596 | Leon. Not till Monday, my dear son, which is... |
| 75597 | sevennight; and a time too brief too, to h... |
| 75598 | my mind. |
| 75599 | Pedro. Come, you shake the head at so long a... |
| 75600 | but I warrant thee, Claudio, the time shal... |
| 75601 | I will in the interim undertake one of Her... |
| 75602 | is, to bring Signior Benedick and the Lady... |
| 75603 | mountain of affection th' one with th' oth... |
| 75604 | it a match, and I doubt not but to fashion... |
| 75605 | but minister such assistance as I shall gi... |
| 75606 | Leon. My lord, I am for you, though it cost ... |
| 75607 | watchings. |
| 75608 | Claud. And I, my lord. |
| 75609 | Pedro. And you too, gentle Hero? |
| 75610 | Hero. I will do any modest office, my lord, ... |
| 75611 | good husband. |
| 75612 | Pedro. And Benedick is not the unhopefullest... |
| 75613 | Thus far can I praise him: he is of a nobl... |
| 75614 | valour, and confirm'd honesty. I will teac... |
| 75615 | your cousin, that she shall fall in love w... |
| 75616 | [to Leonato and Claudio] with your two hel... |
| 75617 | Benedick that, in despite of his quick wit... |
| 75618 | stomach, he shall fall in love with Beatri... |
| 75619 | Cupid is no longer an archer; his glory sh... |
| 75620 | the only love-gods. Go in with me, and I w... |
| 75621 | ... |
| 75622 | Scene II. |
| 75623 | A hall in Leonato's house. |
| 75624 | Enter [Don] John and Borachio. |
| 75625 | John. It is so. The Count Claudio shall marr... |
| 75626 | Leonato. |
| 75627 | Bora. Yea, my lord; but I can cross it. |
| 75628 | John. Any bar, any cross, any impediment wil... |
| 75629 | I am sick in displeasure to him, and whats... |
| 75630 | affection ranges evenly with mine. How can... |
| 75631 | marriage? |
| 75632 | Bora. Not honestly, my lord, but so covertly... |
| 75633 | shall appear in me. |
| 75634 | John. Show me briefly how. |
| 75635 | Bora. I think I told your lordship, a year s... |
| 75636 | the favour of Margaret, the waiting gentle... |
| 75637 | John. I remember. |
| 75638 | Bora. I can, at any unseasonable instant of ... |
| 75639 | to look out at her lady's chamber window. |
| 75640 | John. What life is in that to be the death o... |
| 75641 | Bora. The poison of that lies in you to temp... |
| 75642 | Prince your brother; spare not to tell him... |
| 75643 | his honour in marrying the renowned Claudi... |
| 75644 | you mightily hold up) to a contaminated st... |
| 75645 | Hero. |
| 75646 | John. What proof shall I make of that? |
| 75647 | Bora. Proof enough to misuse the Prince, to ... |
| 75648 | Hero, and kill Leonato. Look you for any o... |
| 75649 | John. Only to despite them I will endeavour ... |
| 75650 | Bora. Go then; find me a meet hour to draw D... |
| 75651 | Claudio alone; tell them that you know tha... |
| 75652 | a kind of zeal both to the Prince and Clau... |
| 75653 | your brother's honour, who hath made this ... |
| 75654 | reputation, who is thus like to be cozen'd... |
| 75655 | a maid--that you have discover'd thus. The... |
| 75656 | this without trial. Offer them instances; ... |
| 75657 | less likelihood than to see me at her cham... |
| 75658 | call Margaret Hero, hear Margaret term me ... |
| 75659 | to see this the very night before the inte... |
| 75660 | the meantime I will so fashion the matter ... |
| 75661 | absent) and there shall appear such seemin... |
| 75662 | disloyalty that jealousy shall be call'd a... |
| 75663 | preparation overthrown. |
| 75664 | John. Grow this to what adverse issue it can... |
| 75665 | practice. Be cunning in the working this, ... |
| 75666 | thousand ducats. |
| 75667 | Bora. Be you constant in the accusation, and... |
| 75668 | shame me. |
| 75669 | John. I will presently go learn their day of... |
| 75670 | ... |
| 75671 | Scene III. |
| 75672 | Leonato's orchard. |
| 75673 | Enter Benedick alone. |
| 75674 | Bene. Boy! |
| 75675 | [Enter Boy.] |
| 75676 | Boy. Signior? |
| 75677 | Bene. In my chamber window lies a book. Brin... |
| 75678 | the orchard. |
| 75679 | Boy. I am here already, sir. |
| 75680 | Bene. I know that, but I would have thee hen... |
| 75681 | (Exit Boy.) I do much wonder that one man,... |
| 75682 | another man is a fool when he dedicates hi... |
| 75683 | will, after he hath laugh'd at such shallo... |
| 75684 | become the argument of his own scorn by fa... |
| 75685 | a man is Claudio. I have known when there ... |
| 75686 | but the drum and the fife; and now had he ... |
| 75687 | and the pipe. I have known when he would h... |
| 75688 | afoot to see a good armour; and now will h... |
| 75689 | carving the fashion of a new doublet. He w... |
| 75690 | and to the purpose, like an honest man and... |
| 75691 | he turn'd orthography; his words are a ver... |
| 75692 | just so many strange dishes. May I be so c... |
| 75693 | these eyes? I cannot tell; I think not. I ... |
| 75694 | love may transform me to an oyster; but I'... |
| 75695 | till he have made an oyster of me he shall... |
| 75696 | fool. One woman is fair, yet I am well; an... |
| 75697 | well; another virtuous, yet I am well; but... |
| 75698 | one woman, one woman shall not come in my ... |
| 75699 | be, that's certain; wise, or I'll none; vi... |
| 75700 | cheapen her; fair, or I'll never look on h... |
| 75701 | near me; noble, or not I for an angel; of ... |
| 75702 | excellent musician, and her hair shall be ... |
| 75703 | please God. Ha, the Prince and Monsieur Lo... |
| 75704 | the arbour. ... |
| 75705 | Enter Don Pedro, Leonato, Claudio. |
| 75706 | Music [within]. |
| 75707 | Pedro. Come, shall we hear this music? |
| 75708 | Claud. Yea, my good lord. How still the even... |
| 75709 | As hush'd on purpose to grace harmony! |
| 75710 | Pedro. See you where Benedick hath hid himself? |
| 75711 | Claud. O, very well, my lord. The music ended, |
| 75712 | We'll fit the kid-fox with a pennyworth. |
| 75713 | Enter Balthasar with Music. |
| 75714 | Pedro. Come, Balthasar, we'll hear that song... |
| 75715 | Balth. O, good my lord, tax not so bad a voice |
| 75716 | To slander music any more than once. |
| 75717 | Pedro. It is the witness still of excellency |
| 75718 | To put a strange face on his own perfection. |
| 75719 | I pray thee sing, and let me woo no more. |
| 75720 | Balth. Because you talk of wooing, I will sing, |
| 75721 | Since many a wooer doth commence his suit |
| 75722 | To her he thinks not worthy, yet he wooes, |
| 75723 | Yet will he swear he loves. |
| 75724 | Pedro. Nay, pray thee come; |
| 75725 | Or if thou wilt hold longer argument, |
| 75726 | Do it in notes. |
| 75727 | Balth. Note this before my notes: |
| 75728 | There's not a note of mine that's worth th... |
| 75729 | Pedro. Why, these are very crotchets that he... |
| 75730 | Note notes, forsooth, and nothing! ... |
| 75731 | Bene. [aside] Now divine air! Now is his sou... |
| 75732 | strange that sheep's guts should hale soul... |
| 75733 | Well, a horn for my money, when all's done. |
| 75734 | ... |
| 75735 | The Song. |
| 75736 | Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more! |
| 75737 | Men were deceivers ever, |
| 75738 | One foot in sea, and one on shore; |
| 75739 | To one thing constant never. |
| 75740 | Then sigh not so, |
| 75741 | But let them go, |
| 75742 | And be you blithe and bonny, |
| 75743 | Converting all your sounds of woe |
| 75744 | Into Hey nonny, nonny. |
| 75745 | Sing no more ditties, sing no moe, |
| 75746 | Of dumps so dull and heavy! |
| 75747 | The fraud of men was ever so, |
| 75748 | Since summer first was leavy. |
| 75749 | Then sigh not so, &c. |
| 75750 | Pedro. By my troth, a good song. |
| 75751 | Balth. And an ill singer, my lord. |
| 75752 | Pedro. Ha, no, no, faith! Thou sing'st well ... |
| 75753 | Bene. [aside] An he had been a dog that shou... |
| 75754 | they would have hang'd him; and I pray God... |
| 75755 | mischief. I had as live have heard the nig... |
| 75756 | plague could have come after it. |
| 75757 | Pedro. Yea, marry. Dost thou hear, Balthasar... |
| 75758 | some excellent music; for to-morrow night ... |
| 75759 | Lady Hero's chamber window. |
| 75760 | Balth. The best I can, my lord. |
| 75761 | Pedro. Do so. Farewell. |
| 75762 | Exit Balthasar... |
| 75763 | Come hither, Leonato. What was it you told... |
| 75764 | your niece Beatrice was in love with Signi... |
| 75765 | Claud. O, ay!-[Aside to Pedro] Stalk on, sta... |
| 75766 | --I did never think that lady would have l... |
| 75767 | Leon. No, nor I neither; but most wonderful ... |
| 75768 | on Signior Benedick, whom she hath in all ... |
| 75769 | seem'd ever to abhor. |
| 75770 | Bene. [aside] Is't possible? Sits the wind i... |
| 75771 | Leon. By my troth, my lord, I cannot tell wh... |
| 75772 | that she loves him with an enraged affecti... |
| 75773 | infinite of thought. |
| 75774 | Pedro. May be she doth but counterfeit. |
| 75775 | Claud. Faith, like enough. |
| 75776 | Leon. O God, counterfeit? There was never co... |
| 75777 | came so near the life of passion as she di... |
| 75778 | Pedro. Why, what effects of passion shows she? |
| 75779 | Claud. [aside] Bait the hook well! This fish... |
| 75780 | Leon. What effects, my lord? She will sit yo... |
| 75781 | daughter tell you how. |
| 75782 | Claud. She did indeed. |
| 75783 | Pedro. How, how, I pray you? You amaze me. I... |
| 75784 | spirit had been invincible against all ass... |
| 75785 | Leon. I would have sworn it had, my lord--es... |
| 75786 | Benedick. |
| 75787 | Bene. [aside] I should think this a gull but... |
| 75788 | fellow speaks it. Knavery cannot, sure, hi... |
| 75789 | reverence. |
| 75790 | Claud. [aside] He hath ta'en th' infection. ... |
| 75791 | Pedro. Hath she made her affection known to ... |
| 75792 | Leon. No, and swears she never will. That's ... |
| 75793 | Claud. 'Tis true indeed. So your daughter sa... |
| 75794 | she, 'that have so oft encount'red him wit... |
| 75795 | that I love him?'" |
| 75796 | Leon. This says she now when she is beginnin... |
| 75797 | she'll be up twenty times a night, and the... |
| 75798 | smock till she have writ a sheet of paper.... |
| 75799 | all. |
| 75800 | Claud. Now you talk of a sheet of paper, I r... |
| 75801 | your daughter told us of. |
| 75802 | Leon. O, when she had writ it, and was readi... |
| 75803 | 'Benedick' and 'Beatrice' between the sheet? |
| 75804 | Claud. That. |
| 75805 | Leon. O, she tore the letter into a thousand... |
| 75806 | herself that she should be so immodest to ... |
| 75807 | knew would flout her. 'I measure him,' say... |
| 75808 | spirit; for I should flout him if he writ ... |
| 75809 | love him, I should.' |
| 75810 | Claud. Then down upon her knees she falls, w... |
| 75811 | heart, tears her hair, prays, curses--'O s... |
| 75812 | me patience!' |
| 75813 | Leon. She doth indeed; my daughter says so. ... |
| 75814 | much overborne her that my daughter is som... |
| 75815 | do a desperate outrage to herself. It is v... |
| 75816 | Pedro. It were good that Benedick knew of it... |
| 75817 | will not discover it. |
| 75818 | Claud. To what end? He would make but a spor... |
| 75819 | poor lady worse. |
| 75820 | Pedro. An he should, it were an alms to hang... |
| 75821 | excellent sweet lady, and (out of all susp... |
| 75822 | Claud. And she is exceeding wise. |
| 75823 | Pedro. In everything but in loving Benedick. |
| 75824 | Leon. O, my lord, wisdom and blood combating... |
| 75825 | we have ten proofs to one that blood hath ... |
| 75826 | for her, as I have just cause, being her u... |
| 75827 | Pedro. I would she had bestowed this dotage ... |
| 75828 | daff'd all other respects and made her hal... |
| 75829 | tell Benedick of it and hear what 'a will ... |
| 75830 | Leon. Were it good, think you? |
| 75831 | Claud. Hero thinks surely she will die; for ... |
| 75832 | if he love her not, and she will die ere s... |
| 75833 | and she will die, if he woo her, rather th... |
| 75834 | breath of her accustomed crossness. |
| 75835 | Pedro. She doth well. If she should make ten... |
| 75836 | very possible he'll scorn it; for the man ... |
| 75837 | a contemptible spirit. |
| 75838 | Claud. He is a very proper man. |
| 75839 | Pedro. He hath indeed a good outward happiness. |
| 75840 | Claud. Before God! and in my mind, very wise. |
| 75841 | Pedro. He doth indeed show some sparks that ... |
| 75842 | Claud. And I take him to be valiant. |
| 75843 | Pedro. As Hector, I assure you; and in the m... |
| 75844 | may say he is wise, for either he avoids t... |
| 75845 | discretion, or undertakes them with a most... |
| 75846 | Leon. If he do fear God, 'a must necessarily... |
| 75847 | break the peace, he ought to enter into a ... |
| 75848 | trembling. |
| 75849 | Pedro. And so will he do; for the man doth f... |
| 75850 | seems not in him by some large jests he wi... |
| 75851 | sorry for your niece. Shall we go seek Ben... |
| 75852 | her love? |
| 75853 | Claud. Never tell him, my lord. Let her wear... |
| 75854 | counsel. |
| 75855 | Leon. Nay, that's impossible; she may wear h... |
| 75856 | Pedro. Well, we will hear further of it by y... |
| 75857 | cool the while. I love Benedick well, and ... |
| 75858 | modestly examine himself to see how much h... |
| 75859 | lady. |
| 75860 | Leon. My lord, will you .walk? Dinner is ready. |
| 75861 | ... |
| 75862 | Claud. If he dote on her upon this, I will n... |
| 75863 | expectation. |
| 75864 | Pedro. Let there be the same net spread for ... |
| 75865 | daughter and her gentlewomen carry. The sp... |
| 75866 | hold one an opinion of another's dotage, a... |
| 75867 | That's the scene that I would see, which w... |
| 75868 | show. Let us send her to call him in to di... |
| 75869 | Exeunt [Don Pedro, Clau... |
| 75870 | [Benedick advances from the ar... |
| 75871 | Bene. This can be no trick. The conference w... |
| 75872 | have the truth of this from Hero; they see... |
| 75873 | It seems her affections have their full be... |
| 75874 | must be requited. I hear how I am censur'd... |
| 75875 | myself proudly if I perceive the love come... |
| 75876 | that she will rather die than give any sig... |
| 75877 | never think to marry. I must not seem prou... |
| 75878 | hear their detractions and can put them to... |
| 75879 | lady is fair--'tis a truth, I can bear the... |
| 75880 | --'tis so, I cannot reprove it; and wise, ... |
| 75881 | my troth, it is no addition to her wit, no... |
| 75882 | her folly, for I will be horribly in love ... |
| 75883 | have some odd quirks and remnants of wit b... |
| 75884 | have railed so long against marriage. But ... |
| 75885 | alters? A man loves the meat in his youth ... |
| 75886 | in his age. Shall quips and sentences and ... |
| 75887 | the brain awe a man from the career of his... |
| 75888 | must be peopled. When I said I would die a... |
| 75889 | think I should live till I were married. |
| 75890 | Enter Beatrice. |
| 75891 | Here comes Beatrice. By this day, she's a ... |
| 75892 | some marks of love in her. |
| 75893 | Beat. Against my will I am sent to bid You c... |
| 75894 | Bene. Fair Beatrice, I thank you for your pa... |
| 75895 | Beat. I took no more pains for those thanks ... |
| 75896 | thank me. If it had been painful, I would ... |
| 75897 | Bene. You take pleasure then in the message? |
| 75898 | Beat. Yea, just so much as you may take upon... |
| 75899 | choke a daw withal. You have no stomach, s... |
| 75900 | Exit. |
| 75901 | Bene. Ha! 'Against my will I am sent to bid ... |
| 75902 | There's a double meaning in that. 'I took ... |
| 75903 | thanks than you took pains to thank me.' T... |
| 75904 | say, 'Any pains that I take for you is as ... |
| 75905 | do not take pity of her, I am a villain; i... |
| 75906 | am a Jew. I will go get her picture. ... |
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| 75915 | ACT III. Scene I. |
| 75916 | Leonato's orchard. |
| 75917 | Enter Hero and two Gentlewomen, Margaret and U... |
| 75918 | Hero. Good Margaret, run thee to the parlour. |
| 75919 | There shalt thou find my cousin Beatrice |
| 75920 | Proposing with the Prince and Claudio. |
| 75921 | Whisper her ear and tell her, I and Ursley |
| 75922 | Walk in the orchard, and our whole discourse |
| 75923 | Is all of her. Say that thou overheard'st us; |
| 75924 | And bid her steal into the pleached bower, |
| 75925 | Where honeysuckles, ripened by the sun, |
| 75926 | Forbid the sun to enter--like favourites, |
| 75927 | Made proud by princes, that advance their ... |
| 75928 | Against that power that bred it. There wil... |
| 75929 | To listen our propose. This is thy office. |
| 75930 | Bear thee well in it and leave us alone. |
| 75931 | Marg. I'll make her come, I warrant you, pre... |
| 75932 | Hero. Now, Ursula, when Beatrice doth come, |
| 75933 | As we do trace this alley up and down, |
| 75934 | Our talk must only be of Benedick. |
| 75935 | When I do name him, let it be thy part |
| 75936 | To praise him more than ever man did merit. |
| 75937 | My talk to thee must be how Benedick |
| 75938 | Is sick in love with Beatrice. Of this matter |
| 75939 | Is little Cupid's crafty arrow made, |
| 75940 | That only wounds by hearsay. |
| 75941 | [Enter Beatrice.] |
| 75942 | Now begin; |
| 75943 | For look where Beatrice like a lapwing runs |
| 75944 | Close by the ground, to hear our conference. |
| 75945 | [Beatrice hides in the arbour]. |
| 75946 | Urs. The pleasant'st angling is to see the fish |
| 75947 | Cut with her golden oars the silver stream |
| 75948 | And greedily devour the treacherous bait. |
| 75949 | So angle we for Beatrice, who even now |
| 75950 | Is couched in the woodbine coverture. |
| 75951 | Fear you not my part of the dialogue. |
| 75952 | Hero. Then go we near her, that her ear lose... |
| 75953 | Of the false sweet bait that we lay for it. |
| 75954 | [They app... |
| 75955 | No, truly, Ursula, she is too disdainful. |
| 75956 | I know her spirits are as coy and wild |
| 75957 | As haggards of the rock. |
| 75958 | Urs. But are you sure |
| 75959 | That Benedick loves Beatrice so entirely? |
| 75960 | Hero. So says the Prince, and my new-trothed... |
| 75961 | Urs. And did they bid you tell her of it, ma... |
| 75962 | Hero. They did entreat me to acquaint her of... |
| 75963 | But I persuaded them, if they lov'd Benedick, |
| 75964 | To wish him wrestle with affection |
| 75965 | And never to let Beatrice know of it. |
| 75966 | Urs. Why did you so? Doth not the gentleman |
| 75967 | Deserve as full, as fortunate a bed |
| 75968 | As ever Beatrice shall couch upon? |
| 75969 | Hero. O god of love! I know he doth deserve |
| 75970 | As much as may be yielded to a man: |
| 75971 | But Nature never fram'd a woman's heart |
| 75972 | Of prouder stuff than that of Beatrice. |
| 75973 | Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eyes, |
| 75974 | Misprizing what they look on; and her wit |
| 75975 | Values itself so highly that to her |
| 75976 | All matter else seems weak. She cannot love, |
| 75977 | Nor take no shape nor project of affection, |
| 75978 | She is so self-endeared. |
| 75979 | Urs. Sure I think so; |
| 75980 | And therefore certainly it were not good |
| 75981 | She knew his love, lest she'll make sport ... |
| 75982 | Hero. Why, you speak truth. I never yet saw ... |
| 75983 | How wise, how noble, young, how rarely fea... |
| 75984 | But she would spell him backward. If fair-... |
| 75985 | She would swear the gentleman should be he... |
| 75986 | If black, why, Nature, drawing of an antic, |
| 75987 | Made a foul blot; if tall, a lance ill-hea... |
| 75988 | If low, an agate very vilely cut; |
| 75989 | If speaking, why, a vane blown with all wi... |
| 75990 | If silent, why, a block moved with none. |
| 75991 | So turns she every man the wrong side out |
| 75992 | And never gives to truth and virtue that |
| 75993 | Which simpleness and merit purchaseth. |
| 75994 | Urs. Sure, sure, such carping is not commend... |
| 75995 | Hero. No, not to be so odd, and from all fas... |
| 75996 | As Beatrice is, cannot be commendable. |
| 75997 | But who dare tell her so? If I should speak, |
| 75998 | She would mock me into air; O, she would l... |
| 75999 | Out of myself, press me to death with wit! |
| 76000 | Therefore let Benedick, like cover'd fire, |
| 76001 | Consume away in sighs, waste inwardly. |
| 76002 | It were a better death than die with mocks, |
| 76003 | Which is as bad as die with tickling. |
| 76004 | Urs. Yet tell her of it. Hear what she will ... |
| 76005 | Hero. No; rather I will go to Benedick |
| 76006 | And counsel him to fight against his passion. |
| 76007 | And truly, I'll devise some honest slanders |
| 76008 | To stain my cousin with. One doth not know |
| 76009 | How much an ill word may empoison liking. |
| 76010 | Urs. O, do not do your cousin such a wrong! |
| 76011 | She cannot be so much without true judgment |
| 76012 | (Having so swift and excellent a wit |
| 76013 | As she is priz'd to have) as to refuse |
| 76014 | So rare a gentleman as Signior Benedick. |
| 76015 | Hero. He is the only man of Italy, |
| 76016 | Always excepted my dear Claudio. |
| 76017 | Urs. I pray you be not angry with me, madam, |
| 76018 | Speaking my fancy: Signior Benedick, |
| 76019 | For shape, for bearing, argument, and valour, |
| 76020 | Goes foremost in report through Italy. |
| 76021 | Hero. Indeed he hath an excellent good name. |
| 76022 | Urs. His excellence did earn it ere he had it. |
| 76023 | When are you married, madam? |
| 76024 | Hero. Why, every day to-morrow! Come, go in. |
| 76025 | I'll show thee some attires, and have thy ... |
| 76026 | Which is the best to furnish me to-morrow. |
| 76027 | ... |
| 76028 | Urs. She's lim'd, I warrant you! We have cau... |
| 76029 | Hero. If it prove so, then loving goes by haps; |
| 76030 | Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with tr... |
| 76031 | Exeunt ... |
| 76032 | [Beatrice advances from the arbour.] |
| 76033 | Beat. What fire is in mine ears? Can this be... |
| 76034 | Stand I condemn'd for pride and scorn so m... |
| 76035 | Contempt, farewell! and maiden pride, adieu! |
| 76036 | No glory lives behind the back of such. |
| 76037 | And, Benedick, love on; I will requite thee, |
| 76038 | Taming my wild heart to thy loving hand. |
| 76039 | If thou dost love, my kindness shall incit... |
| 76040 | To bind our loves up in a holy band; |
| 76041 | For others say thou dost deserve, and I |
| 76042 | Believe it better than reportingly. ... |
| 76043 | Scene II. |
| 76044 | A room in Leonato's house. |
| 76045 | Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, and Leonato. |
| 76046 | Pedro. I do but stay till your marriage be c... |
| 76047 | I toward Arragon. |
| 76048 | Claud. I'll bring you thither, my lord, if y... |
| 76049 | Pedro. Nay, that would be as great a soil in... |
| 76050 | marriage as to show a child his new coat a... |
| 76051 | it. I will only be bold with Benedick for ... |
| 76052 | the crown of his head to the sole of his f... |
| 76053 | He hath twice or thrice cut Cupid's bowstr... |
| 76054 | hangman dare not shoot at him. He hath a h... |
| 76055 | bell; and his tongue is the clapper, for w... |
| 76056 | his tongue speaks. |
| 76057 | Bene. Gallants, I am not as I have been. |
| 76058 | Leon. So say I. Methinks you are sadder. |
| 76059 | Claud. I hope he be in love. |
| 76060 | Pedro. Hang him, truant! There's no true dro... |
| 76061 | truly touch'd with love. If he be sad, he ... |
| 76062 | Bene. I have the toothache. |
| 76063 | Pedro. Draw it. |
| 76064 | Bene. Hang it! |
| 76065 | Claud. You must hang it first and draw it af... |
| 76066 | Pedro. What? sigh for the toothache? |
| 76067 | Leon. Where is but a humour or a worm. |
| 76068 | Bene. Well, every one can master a grief but... |
| 76069 | Claud. Yet say I he is in love. |
| 76070 | Pedro. There is no appearance of fancy in hi... |
| 76071 | that he hath to strange disguises; as to b... |
| 76072 | Frenchman to-morrow; or in the shape of tw... |
| 76073 | a German from the waist downward, all slop... |
| 76074 | the hip upward, no doublet. Unless he have... |
| 76075 | foolery, as it appears he hath, he is no f... |
| 76076 | would have it appear he is. |
| 76077 | Claud. If he be not in love with some woman,... |
| 76078 | old signs. 'A brushes his hat o' mornings.... |
| 76079 | Pedro. Hath any man seen him at the barber's? |
| 76080 | Claud. No, but the barber's man hath been se... |
| 76081 | old ornament of his cheek hath already st... |
| 76082 | Leon. Indeed he looks younger than he did, b... |
| 76083 | Pedro. Nay, 'a rubs himself with civet. Can ... |
| 76084 | that? |
| 76085 | Claud. That's as much as to say, the sweet y... |
| 76086 | Pedro. The greatest note of it is his melanc... |
| 76087 | Claud. And when was he wont to wash his face? |
| 76088 | Pedro. Yea, or to paint himself? for the whi... |
| 76089 | of him. |
| 76090 | Claud. Nay, but his jesting spirit, which is... |
| 76091 | lutestring, and now govern'd by stops. |
| 76092 | Pedro. Indeed that tells a heavy tale for hi... |
| 76093 | he is in love. |
| 76094 | Claud. Nay, but I know who loves him. |
| 76095 | Pedro. That would I know too. I warrant, one... |
| 76096 | Claud. Yes, and his ill conditions; and in d... |
| 76097 | him. |
| 76098 | Pedro. She shall be buried with her face upw... |
| 76099 | Bene. Yet is this no charm for the toothache... |
| 76100 | aside with me. I have studied eight or nin... |
| 76101 | to you, which these hobby-horses must not ... |
| 76102 | [Exeunt Bene... |
| 76103 | Pedro. For my life, to break with him about ... |
| 76104 | Claud. 'Tis even so. Hero and Margaret have ... |
| 76105 | parts with Beatrice, and then the two bear... |
| 76106 | another when they meet. |
| 76107 | Enter John the Bastard. |
| 76108 | John. My lord and brother, God save you. |
| 76109 | Pedro. Good den, brother. |
| 76110 | John. If your leisure serv'd, I would speak ... |
| 76111 | Pedro. In private? |
| 76112 | John. If it please you. Yet Count Claudio ma... |
| 76113 | would speak of concerns him. |
| 76114 | Pedro. What's the matter? |
| 76115 | John. [to Claudio] Means your lordship to be... |
| 76116 | Pedro. You know he does. |
| 76117 | John. I know not that, when he knows what I ... |
| 76118 | Claud. If there be any impediment, I pray yo... |
| 76119 | John. You may think I love you not. Let that... |
| 76120 | aim better at me by that I now will manife... |
| 76121 | think he holds you well and in dearness of... |
| 76122 | effect your ensuing marriage--surely suit ... |
| 76123 | ill bestowed! |
| 76124 | Pedro. Why, what's the matter? |
| 76125 | John. I came hither to tell you, and, circum... |
| 76126 | she has been too long a-talking of), the l... |
| 76127 | Claud. Who? Hero? |
| 76128 | John. Even she--Leonato's Hero, your Hero, e... |
| 76129 | Claud. Disloyal? |
| 76130 | John. The word is too good to paint out her ... |
| 76131 | she were worse; think you of a worse title... |
| 76132 | it. Wonder not till further warrant. Go bu... |
| 76133 | shall see her chamber window ent'red, even... |
| 76134 | wedding day. If you love her then, to-morr... |
| 76135 | would better fit your honour to change you... |
| 76136 | Claud. May this be so? |
| 76137 | Pedro. I will not think it. |
| 76138 | John. If you dare not trust that you see, co... |
| 76139 | know. If you will follow me, I will show y... |
| 76140 | have seen more and heard more, proceed acc... |
| 76141 | Claud. If I see anything to-night why I shou... |
| 76142 | to-morrow, in the congregation where I sho... |
| 76143 | shame her. |
| 76144 | Pedro. And, as I wooed for thee to obtain he... |
| 76145 | thee to disgrace her. |
| 76146 | John. I will disparage her no farther till y... |
| 76147 | Bear it coldly but till midnight, and let ... |
| 76148 | Pedro. O day untowardly turned! |
| 76149 | Claud. O mischief strangely thwarting! |
| 76150 | John. O plague right well prevented! |
| 76151 | So will you say when you have seen the Seq... |
| 76152 | ... |
| 76153 | Scene III. |
| 76154 | A street. |
| 76155 | Enter Dogberry and his compartner [Verges], wi... |
| 76156 | Dog. Are you good men and true? |
| 76157 | Verg. Yea, or else it were pity but they sho... |
| 76158 | body and soul. |
| 76159 | Dog. Nay, that were a punishment too good fo... |
| 76160 | have any allegiance in them, being chosen ... |
| 76161 | Verg. Well, give them their charge, neighbou... |
| 76162 | Dog. First, who think you the most desartles... |
| 76163 | 1. Watch. Hugh Oatcake, sir, or George Seaco... |
| 76164 | and read. |
| 76165 | Dog. Come hither, neighbour Seacoal. God hat... |
| 76166 | good name. To be a well-favoured man is th... |
| 76167 | to write and read comes by nature. |
| 76168 | 2. Watch. Both which, Master Constable-- |
| 76169 | Dog. You have. I knew it would be your answe... |
| 76170 | favour, sir, why, give God thanks and make... |
| 76171 | for your writing and reading, let that app... |
| 76172 | need of such vanity. You are thought here ... |
| 76173 | senseless and fit man for the constable of... |
| 76174 | bear you the lanthorn. This is your charge... |
| 76175 | all vagrom men; you are to bid any man sta... |
| 76176 | name. |
| 76177 | 2. Watch. How if 'a will not stand? |
| 76178 | Dog. Why then, take no note of him, but let ... |
| 76179 | call the rest of the watch together and th... |
| 76180 | a knave. |
| 76181 | Verg. If he will not stand when he is bidden... |
| 76182 | Prince's subjects. |
| 76183 | Dog. True, and they are to meddle with none ... |
| 76184 | subjects. You shall also make no noise in ... |
| 76185 | the watch to babble and to talk is most to... |
| 76186 | endured. |
| 76187 | 2. Watch. We will rather sleep than talk. We... |
| 76188 | a watch. |
| 76189 | Dog. Why, you speak like an ancient and most... |
| 76190 | cannot see how sleeping should offend. Onl... |
| 76191 | bills be not stol'n. Well, you are to call... |
| 76192 | and bid those that are drunk get them to b... |
| 76193 | 2. Watch. How if they will not? |
| 76194 | Dog. Why then, let them alone till they are ... |
| 76195 | not then the better answer, You may say th... |
| 76196 | took them for. |
| 76197 | 2. Watch. Well, sir. |
| 76198 | Dog. If you meet a thief, you may suspect hi... |
| 76199 | office, to be no true man; and for such ki... |
| 76200 | meddle or make with them, why, the more yo... |
| 76201 | 2. Watch. If we know him to be a thief, shal... |
| 76202 | him? |
| 76203 | Dog. Truly, by your office you may; but I th... |
| 76204 | pitch will be defil'd. The most peaceable ... |
| 76205 | take a thief, is to let him show himself w... |
| 76206 | out of your company. |
| 76207 | Verg. You have been always called a merciful... |
| 76208 | Dog. Truly, I would not hang a dog by my wil... |
| 76209 | hath any honesty in him. |
| 76210 | Verg. If you hear a child cry in the night, ... |
| 76211 | nurse and bid her still it. |
| 76212 | 2. Watch. How if the nurse be asleep and wil... |
| 76213 | Dog. Why then, depart in peace and let the c... |
| 76214 | crying; for the ewe that will not hear her... |
| 76215 | never answer a calf when he bleats. |
| 76216 | Verg. 'Tis very true. |
| 76217 | Dog. This is the end of the charge: you, con... |
| 76218 | the Prince's own person. If you meet the P... |
| 76219 | you may stay him. |
| 76220 | Verg. Nay, by'r lady, that I think 'a cannot. |
| 76221 | Dog. Five shillings to one on't with any man... |
| 76222 | statutes, he may stay him! Marry, not with... |
| 76223 | willing; for indeed the watch ought to off... |
| 76224 | an offence to stay a man against his will. |
| 76225 | Verg. By'r lady, I think it be so. |
| 76226 | Dog. Ha, ah, ha! Well, masters, good night. ... |
| 76227 | of weight chances, call up me. Keep your f... |
| 76228 | your own, and good night. Come, neighbour. |
| 76229 | 2. Watch. Well, masters, we hear our charge.... |
| 76230 | upon the church bench till two, and then a... |
| 76231 | Dog. One word more, honest neighbours. I pra... |
| 76232 | Signior Leonato's door; for the wedding be... |
| 76233 | there is a great coil to-night. Adieu. Be ... |
| 76234 | you. Exeunt [Dog... |
| 76235 | Enter Borachio and Conrade. |
| 76236 | Bora. What, Conrade! |
| 76237 | 2. Watch. [aside] Peace! stir not! |
| 76238 | Bora. Conrade, I say! |
| 76239 | Con. Here, man. I am at thy elbow. |
| 76240 | Bora. Mass, and my elbow itch'd! I thought t... |
| 76241 | follow. |
| 76242 | Con. I will owe thee an answer for that; and... |
| 76243 | tale. |
| 76244 | Bora. Stand thee close then under this penth... |
| 76245 | rain, and I will, like a true drunkard, ut... |
| 76246 | 2. Watch. [aside] Some treason, masters. Yet... |
| 76247 | Bora. Therefore know I have earned of Don Jo... |
| 76248 | Con. Is it possible that any villany should ... |
| 76249 | Bora. Thou shouldst rather ask if it were po... |
| 76250 | should be so rich; for when rich villains ... |
| 76251 | poor ones may make what price they will. |
| 76252 | Con. I wonder at it. |
| 76253 | Bora. That shows thou art unconfirm'd. Thou ... |
| 76254 | fashion of a doublet, or a hat, or a cloak... |
| 76255 | Con. Yes, it is apparel. |
| 76256 | Bora. I mean the fashion. |
| 76257 | Con. Yes, the fashion is the fashion. |
| 76258 | Bora. Tush! I may as well say the fool's the... |
| 76259 | not what a deformed thief this fashion is? |
| 76260 | 2. Watch. [aside] I know that Deformed. 'A b... |
| 76261 | this seven year; 'a goes up and down like ... |
| 76262 | his name. |
| 76263 | Bora. Didst thou not hear somebody? |
| 76264 | Con. No; 'twas the vane on the house. |
| 76265 | Bora. Seest thou not, I say, what a deformed... |
| 76266 | how giddily 'a turns about all the hot-blo... |
| 76267 | and five-and-thirty? sometimes fashioning ... |
| 76268 | soldiers in the reechy painting, sometime ... |
| 76269 | in the old church window, sometime like th... |
| 76270 | the smirch'd worm-eaten tapestry, where hi... |
| 76271 | massy as his club? |
| 76272 | Con. All this I see; and I see that the fash... |
| 76273 | apparel than the man. But art not thou thy... |
| 76274 | fashion too, that thou hast shifted out of... |
| 76275 | me of the fashion? |
| 76276 | Bora. Not so neither. But know that I have t... |
| 76277 | the Lady Hero's gentlewoman, by the name o... |
| 76278 | out at her mistress' chamber window, bids ... |
| 76279 | good night--I tell this tale vilely; I sho... |
| 76280 | the Prince, Claudio and my master, planted... |
| 76281 | possessed by my master Don John, saw afar ... |
| 76282 | amiable encounter. |
| 76283 | Con. And thought they Margaret was Hero? |
| 76284 | Bora. Two of them did, the Prince and Claudi... |
| 76285 | master knew she was Margaret; and partly b... |
| 76286 | first possess'd them, partly by the dark n... |
| 76287 | them, but chiefly by my villany, which did... |
| 76288 | that Don John had made, away went Claudio ... |
| 76289 | meet her, as he was appointed, next mornin... |
| 76290 | there, before the whole congregation, sham... |
| 76291 | o'ernight and send her home again without ... |
| 76292 | 2. Watch. We charge you in the Prince's name... |
| 76293 | 1. Watch. Call up the right Master Constable... |
| 76294 | recover'd the most dangerous piece of lech... |
| 76295 | in the commonwealth. |
| 76296 | 2. Watch. And one Deformed is one of them. I... |
| 76297 | lock. |
| 76298 | Con. Masters, masters-- |
| 76299 | 1. Watch. You'll be made bring Deformed fort... |
| 76300 | Con. Masters-- |
| 76301 | 2. Watch. Never speak, we charge you. Let us... |
| 76302 | us. |
| 76303 | Bora. We are like to prove a goodly commodit... |
| 76304 | these men's bills. |
| 76305 | Con. A commodity in question, I warrant you.... |
| 76306 | ... |
| 76307 | Scene IV. |
| 76308 | A Room in Leonato's house. |
| 76309 | Enter Hero, and Margaret and Ursula. |
| 76310 | Hero. Good Ursula, wake my cousin Beatrice a... |
| 76311 | Urs. I will, lady. |
| 76312 | Hero. And bid her come hither. |
| 76313 | Urs. Well. ... |
| 76314 | Marg. Troth, I think your other rebato were ... |
| 76315 | Hero. No, pray thee, good Meg, I'll wear this. |
| 76316 | Marg. By my troth, 's not so good, and I war... |
| 76317 | say so. |
| 76318 | Hero. My cousin's a fool, and thou art anoth... |
| 76319 | this. |
| 76320 | Marg. I like the new tire within excellently... |
| 76321 | thought browner; and your gown's a most ra... |
| 76322 | I saw the Duchess of Milan's gown that the... |
| 76323 | Hero. O, that exceeds, they say. |
| 76324 | Marg. By my troth, 's but a nightgown in res... |
| 76325 | cloth-o'-gold and cuts, and lac'd with sil... |
| 76326 | down sleeves, side-sleeves, and skirts, ro... |
| 76327 | a blush tinsel. But for a fine, quaint, gr... |
| 76328 | fashion, yours is worth ten on't. |
| 76329 | Hero. God give me joy to wear it! for my hea... |
| 76330 | Marg. 'Twill be heavier soon by the weight o... |
| 76331 | Hero. Fie upon thee! art not ashamed? |
| 76332 | Marg. Of what, lady? of speaking honourably?... |
| 76333 | honourable in a beggar? Is not your lord h... |
| 76334 | marriage? I think you would have me say, '... |
| 76335 | a husband.' An bad thinking do not wrest t... |
| 76336 | offend nobody. Is there any harm in 'the h... |
| 76337 | None, I think, an it be the right husband ... |
| 76338 | Otherwise 'tis light, and not heavy. Ask m... |
| 76339 | Here she comes. |
| 76340 | Enter Beatrice. |
| 76341 | Hero. Good morrow, coz. |
| 76342 | Beat. Good morrow, sweet Hero. |
| 76343 | Hero. Why, how now? Do you speak in the sick... |
| 76344 | Beat. I am out of all other tune, methinks. |
| 76345 | Marg. Clap's into 'Light o' love.' That goes... |
| 76346 | you sing it, and I'll dance it. |
| 76347 | Beat. Yea, 'Light o' love' with your heels! ... |
| 76348 | have stables enough, you'll see he shall l... |
| 76349 | Marg. O illegitimate construction! I scorn t... |
| 76350 | Beat. 'Tis almost five o'clock, cousin; 'tis... |
| 76351 | By my troth, I am exceeding ill. Hey-ho! |
| 76352 | Marg. For a hawk, a horse, or a husband? |
| 76353 | Beat. For the letter that begins them all, H. |
| 76354 | Marg. Well, an you be not turn'd Turk, there... |
| 76355 | the star. |
| 76356 | Beat. What means the fool, trow? |
| 76357 | Marg. Nothing I; but God send every one thei... |
| 76358 | Hero. These gloves the Count sent me, they a... |
| 76359 | perfume. |
| 76360 | Beat. I am stuff'd, cousin; I cannot smell. |
| 76361 | Marg. A maid, and stuff'd! There's goodly ca... |
| 76362 | Beat. O, God help me! God help me! How long ... |
| 76363 | apprehension? |
| 76364 | Marg. Ever since you left it. Doth not my wi... |
| 76365 | Beat. It is not seen enough. You should wear... |
| 76366 | troth, I am sick. |
| 76367 | Marg. Get you some of this distill'd carduus... |
| 76368 | to your heart. It is the only thing for a ... |
| 76369 | Hero. There thou prick'st her with a thistle. |
| 76370 | Beat. Benedictus? why benedictus? You have s... |
| 76371 | 'benedictus.' |
| 76372 | Marg. Moral? No, by my troth, I have no mora... |
| 76373 | plain holy thistle. You may think perchanc... |
| 76374 | in love. Nay, by'r lady, I am not such a f... |
| 76375 | list; nor I list not to think what I can; ... |
| 76376 | think, if I would think my heart out of th... |
| 76377 | love, or that you will be in love, or that... |
| 76378 | Yet Benedick was such another, and now is ... |
| 76379 | swore he would never marry; and yet now in... |
| 76380 | he eats his meat without grudging; and how... |
| 76381 | know not, but methinks you look with your ... |
| 76382 | Beat. What pace is this that thy tongue keeps? |
| 76383 | Marg. Not a false gallop. |
| 76384 | Enter Ursula. |
| 76385 | Urs. Madam, withdraw. The Prince, the Count,... |
| 76386 | John, and all the gallants of the town are... |
| 76387 | church. |
| 76388 | Hero. Help to dress me, good coz, good Meg, ... |
| 76389 | ... |
| 76390 | Scene V. |
| 76391 | The hall in Leonato's house. |
| 76392 | Enter Leonato and the Constable [Dogberry] and... |
| 76393 | Leon. What would you with me, honest neighbour? |
| 76394 | Dog. Marry, sir, I would have some confidenc... |
| 76395 | you nearly. |
| 76396 | Leon. Brief, I pray you; for you see it is a... |
| 76397 | Dog. Marry, this it is, sir. |
| 76398 | Verg. Yes, in truth it is, sir. |
| 76399 | Leon. What is it, my good friends? |
| 76400 | Dog. Goodman Verges, sir, speaks a little of... |
| 76401 | man, sir, and his wits are not so blunt as... |
| 76402 | desire they were; but, in faith, honest as... |
| 76403 | brows. |
| 76404 | Verg. Yes, I thank God I am as honest as any... |
| 76405 | old man and no honester than I. |
| 76406 | Dog. Comparisons are odorous. Palabras, neig... |
| 76407 | Leon. Neighbours, you are tedious. |
| 76408 | Dog. It pleases your worship to say so, but ... |
| 76409 | officers; but truly, for mine own part, if... |
| 76410 | king, I could find in my heart to bestow i... |
| 76411 | Leon. All thy tediousness on me, ah? |
| 76412 | Dog. Yea, in 'twere a thousand pound more th... |
| 76413 | good exclamation on your worship as of any... |
| 76414 | though I be but a poor man, I am glad to h... |
| 76415 | Verg. And so am I. |
| 76416 | Leon. I would fain know what you have to say. |
| 76417 | Verg. Marry, sir, our watch to-night, except... |
| 76418 | presence, ha' ta'en a couple of as arrant ... |
| 76419 | Messina. |
| 76420 | Dog. A good old man, sir; he will be talking... |
| 76421 | the age is in, the wit is out.' God help u... |
| 76422 | see! Well said, i' faith, neighbour Verges... |
| 76423 | man. An two men ride of a horse, one must ... |
| 76424 | soul, i' faith, sir, by my troth he is, as... |
| 76425 | God is to be worshipp'd; all men are not a... |
| 76426 | neighbour! |
| 76427 | Leon. Indeed, neighbour, he comes too short ... |
| 76428 | Dog. Gifts that God gives. |
| 76429 | Leon. I must leave you. |
| 76430 | Dog. One word, sir. Our watch, sir, have ind... |
| 76431 | aspicious persons, and we would have them ... |
| 76432 | before your worship. |
| 76433 | Leon. Take their examination yourself and br... |
| 76434 | great haste, as it may appear unto you. |
| 76435 | Dog. It shall be suffigance. |
| 76436 | Leon. Drink some wine ere you go. Fare you w... |
| 76437 | [Enter a Messenger.] |
| 76438 | Mess. My lord, they stay for you to give you... |
| 76439 | husband. |
| 76440 | Leon. I'll wait upon them. I am ready. |
| 76441 | [Exeunt Leona... |
| 76442 | Dog. Go, good partner, go get you to Francis... |
| 76443 | his pen and inkhorn to the jail. We are no... |
| 76444 | men. |
| 76445 | Verg. And we must do it wisely. |
| 76446 | Dog. We will spare for no wit, I warrant you... |
| 76447 | drive some of them to a non-come. Only get... |
| 76448 | set down our excommunication, and meet me ... |
| 76449 | ... |
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| 76458 | ACT IV. Scene I. |
| 76459 | A church. |
| 76460 | Enter Don Pedro, [John the] Bastard, Leonato, ... |
| 76461 | Benedick, Hero, Beatrice, [and Attendants]. |
| 76462 | Leon. Come, Friar Francis, be brief. Only to... |
| 76463 | marriage, and you shall recount their part... |
| 76464 | afterwards. |
| 76465 | Friar. You come hither, my lord, to marry th... |
| 76466 | Claud. No. |
| 76467 | Leon. To be married to her. Friar, you come ... |
| 76468 | Friar. Lady, you come hither to be married t... |
| 76469 | Hero. I do. |
| 76470 | Friar. If either of you know any inward impe... |
| 76471 | not be conjoined, I charge you on your sou... |
| 76472 | Claud. Know you any, Hero? |
| 76473 | Hero. None, my lord. |
| 76474 | Friar. Know you any, Count? |
| 76475 | Leon. I dare make his answer--none. |
| 76476 | Claud. O, what men dare do! what men may do!... |
| 76477 | knowing what they do! |
| 76478 | Bene. How now? interjections? Why then, some... |
| 76479 | ah, ha, he! |
| 76480 | Claud. Stand thee by, friar. Father, by your... |
| 76481 | Will you with free and unconstrained soul |
| 76482 | Give me this maid your daughter? |
| 76483 | Leon. As freely, son, as God did give her me. |
| 76484 | Claud. And what have I to give you back whos... |
| 76485 | May counterpoise this rich and precious gift? |
| 76486 | Pedro. Nothing, unless you render her again. |
| 76487 | Claud. Sweet Prince, you learn me noble than... |
| 76488 | There, Leonato, take her back again. |
| 76489 | Give not this rotten orange to your friend. |
| 76490 | She's but the sign and semblance of her ho... |
| 76491 | Behold how like a maid she blushes here! |
| 76492 | O, what authority and show of truth |
| 76493 | Can cunning sin cover itself withal! |
| 76494 | Comes not that blood as modest evidence |
| 76495 | To witness simple virtue, Would you not sw... |
| 76496 | All you that see her, that she were a maid |
| 76497 | By these exterior shows? But she is none: |
| 76498 | She knows the heat of a luxurious bed; |
| 76499 | Her blush is guiltiness, not modesty. |
| 76500 | Leon. What do you mean, my lord? |
| 76501 | Claud. Not to be married, |
| 76502 | Not to knit my soul to an approved wanton. |
| 76503 | Leon. Dear my lord, if you, in your own proof, |
| 76504 | Have vanquish'd the resistance of her youth |
| 76505 | And made defeat of her virginity-- |
| 76506 | Claud. I know what you would say. If I have ... |
| 76507 | You will say she did embrace me as a husband, |
| 76508 | And so extenuate the forehand sin. |
| 76509 | No, Leonato, |
| 76510 | I never tempted her with word too large, |
| 76511 | But, as a brother to his sister, show'd |
| 76512 | Bashful sincerity and comely love. |
| 76513 | Hero. And seem'd I ever otherwise to you? |
| 76514 | Claud. Out on the seeming! I will write agai... |
| 76515 | You seem to me as Dian in her orb, |
| 76516 | As chaste as is the bud ere it be blown; |
| 76517 | But you are more intemperate in your blood |
| 76518 | Than Venus, or those pamp'red animals |
| 76519 | That rage in savage sensuality. |
| 76520 | Hero. Is my lord well that he doth speak so ... |
| 76521 | Leon. Sweet Prince, why speak not you? |
| 76522 | Pedro. What should I speak? |
| 76523 | I stand dishonour'd that have gone about |
| 76524 | To link my dear friend to a common stale. |
| 76525 | Leon. Are these things spoken, or do I but d... |
| 76526 | John. Sir, they are spoken, and these things... |
| 76527 | Bene. This looks not like a nuptial. |
| 76528 | Hero. 'True!' O God! |
| 76529 | Claud. Leonato, stand I here? |
| 76530 | Is this the Prince, Is this the Prince's b... |
| 76531 | Is this face Hero's? Are our eyes our own? |
| 76532 | Leon. All this is so; but what of this, my l... |
| 76533 | Claud. Let me but move one question to your ... |
| 76534 | And by that fatherly and kindly power |
| 76535 | That you have in her, bid her answer truly. |
| 76536 | Leon. I charge thee do so, as thou art my ch... |
| 76537 | Hero. O, God defend me! How am I beset! |
| 76538 | What kind of catechising call you this? |
| 76539 | Claud. To make you answer truly to your name. |
| 76540 | Hero. Is it not Hero? Who can blot that name |
| 76541 | With any just reproach? |
| 76542 | Claud. Marry, that can Hero! |
| 76543 | Hero itself can blot out Hero's virtue. |
| 76544 | What man was he talk'd with you yesternight, |
| 76545 | Out at your window betwixt twelve and one? |
| 76546 | Now, if you are a maid, answer to this. |
| 76547 | Hero. I talk'd with no man at that hour, my ... |
| 76548 | Pedro. Why, then are you no maiden. Leonato, |
| 76549 | I am sorry you must hear. Upon my honour, |
| 76550 | Myself, my brother, and this grieved Count |
| 76551 | Did see her, hear her, at that hour last n... |
| 76552 | Talk with a ruffian at her chamber window, |
| 76553 | Who hath indeed, most like a liberal villain, |
| 76554 | Confess'd the vile encounters they have had |
| 76555 | A thousand times in secret. |
| 76556 | John. Fie, fie! they are not to be nam'd, my... |
| 76557 | Not to be spoke of; |
| 76558 | There is not chastity, enough in language |
| 76559 | Without offence to utter them. Thus, prett... |
| 76560 | I am sorry for thy much misgovernment. |
| 76561 | Claud. O Hero! what a Hero hadst thou been |
| 76562 | If half thy outward graces had been plac'd |
| 76563 | About thy thoughts and counsels of thy heart! |
| 76564 | But fare thee well, most foul, most fair! ... |
| 76565 | Thou pure impiety and impious purity! |
| 76566 | For thee I'll lock up all the gates of love, |
| 76567 | And on my eyelids shall conjecture hang, |
| 76568 | To turn all beauty into thoughts of harm, |
| 76569 | And never shall it more be gracious. |
| 76570 | Leon. Hath no man's dagger here a point for me? |
| 76571 | ... |
| 76572 | Beat. Why, how now, cousin? Wherefore sink y... |
| 76573 | John. Come let us go. These things, come thu... |
| 76574 | Smother her spirits up. |
| 76575 | [Exeunt Don Pedro, Don J... |
| 76576 | Bene. How doth the lady? |
| 76577 | Beat. Dead, I think. Help, uncle! |
| 76578 | Hero! why, Hero! Uncle! Signior Benedick! ... |
| 76579 | Leon. O Fate, take not away thy heavy hand! |
| 76580 | Death is the fairest cover for her shame |
| 76581 | That may be wish'd for. |
| 76582 | Beat. How now, cousin Hero? |
| 76583 | Friar. Have comfort, lady. |
| 76584 | Leon. Dost thou look up? |
| 76585 | Friar. Yea, wherefore should she not? |
| 76586 | Leon. Wherefore? Why, doth not every earthly... |
| 76587 | Cry shame upon her? Could she here deny |
| 76588 | The story that is printed in her blood? |
| 76589 | Do not live, Hero; do not ope thine eyes; |
| 76590 | For, did I think thou wouldst not quickly ... |
| 76591 | Thought I thy spirits were stronger than t... |
| 76592 | Myself would on the rearward of reproaches |
| 76593 | Strike at thy life. Griev'd I, I had but one? |
| 76594 | Child I for that at frugal nature's frame? |
| 76595 | O, one too much by thee! Why had I one? |
| 76596 | Why ever wast thou lovely in my eyes? |
| 76597 | Why had I not with charitable hand |
| 76598 | Took up a beggar's issue at my gates, |
| 76599 | Who smirched thus and mir'd with infamy, |
| 76600 | I might have said, 'No part of it is mine; |
| 76601 | This shame derives itself from unknown loi... |
| 76602 | But mine, and mine I lov'd, and mine I pra... |
| 76603 | And mine that I was proud on--mine so much |
| 76604 | That I myself was to myself not mine, |
| 76605 | Valuing of her--why, she, O, she is fall'n |
| 76606 | Into a pit of ink, that the wide sea |
| 76607 | Hath drops too few to wash her clean again, |
| 76608 | And salt too little which may season give |
| 76609 | To her foul tainted flesh! |
| 76610 | Bene. Sir, sir, be patient. |
| 76611 | For my part, I am so attir'd in wonder, |
| 76612 | I know not what to say. |
| 76613 | Beat. O, on my soul, my cousin is belied! |
| 76614 | Bene. Lady, were you her bedfellow last night? |
| 76615 | Beat. No, truly, not; although, until last n... |
| 76616 | I have this twelvemonth been her bedfellow |
| 76617 | Leon. Confirm'd, confirm'd! O, that is stron... |
| 76618 | Which was before barr'd up with ribs of iron! |
| 76619 | Would the two princes lie? and Claudio lie, |
| 76620 | Who lov'd her so that, speaking of her fou... |
| 76621 | Wash'd it with tears? Hence from her! let ... |
| 76622 | Friar. Hear me a little; |
| 76623 | For I have only been silent so long, |
| 76624 | And given way unto this course of fortune, |
| 76625 | By noting of the lady. I have mark'd |
| 76626 | A thousand blushing apparitions |
| 76627 | To start into her face, a thousand innocen... |
| 76628 | In angel whiteness beat away those blushes, |
| 76629 | And in her eye there hath appear'd a fire |
| 76630 | To burn the errors that these princes hold |
| 76631 | Against her maiden truth. Call me a fool; |
| 76632 | Trust not my reading nor my observation, |
| 76633 | Which with experimental seal doth warrant |
| 76634 | The tenure of my book; trust not my age, |
| 76635 | My reverence, calling, nor divinity, |
| 76636 | If this sweet lady lie not guiltless here |
| 76637 | Under some biting error. |
| 76638 | Leon. Friar, it cannot be. |
| 76639 | Thou seest that all the grace that she hat... |
| 76640 | Is that she will not add to her damnation |
| 76641 | A sin of perjury: she not denies it. |
| 76642 | Why seek'st thou then to cover with excuse |
| 76643 | That which appears in proper nakedness? |
| 76644 | Friar. Lady, what man is he you are accus'd of? |
| 76645 | Hero. They know that do accuse me; I know none. |
| 76646 | If I know more of any man alive |
| 76647 | Than that which maiden modesty doth warrant, |
| 76648 | Let all my sins lack mercy! O my father, |
| 76649 | Prove you that any man with me convers'd |
| 76650 | At hours unmeet, or that I yesternight |
| 76651 | Maintain'd the change of words with any cr... |
| 76652 | Refuse me, hate me, torture me to death! |
| 76653 | Friar. There is some strange misprision in t... |
| 76654 | Bene. Two of them have the very bent of honour; |
| 76655 | And if their wisdoms be misled in this, |
| 76656 | The practice of it lives in John the bastard, |
| 76657 | Whose spirits toil in frame of villanies. |
| 76658 | Leon. I know not. If they speak but truth of... |
| 76659 | These hands shall tear her. If they wrong ... |
| 76660 | The proudest of them shall well hear of it. |
| 76661 | Time hath not yet so dried this blood of m... |
| 76662 | Nor age so eat up my invention, |
| 76663 | Nor fortune made such havoc of my means, |
| 76664 | Nor my bad life reft me so much of friends, |
| 76665 | But they shall find awak'd in such a kind |
| 76666 | Both strength of limb and policy of mind, |
| 76667 | Ability in means, and choice of friends, |
| 76668 | To quit me of them throughly. |
| 76669 | Friar. Pause awhile |
| 76670 | And let my counsel sway you in this case. |
| 76671 | Your daughter here the princes left for dead, |
| 76672 | Let her awhile be secretly kept in, |
| 76673 | And publish it that she is dead indeed; |
| 76674 | Maintain a mourning ostentation, |
| 76675 | And on your family's old monument |
| 76676 | Hang mournful epitaphs, and do all rites |
| 76677 | That appertain unto a burial. |
| 76678 | Leon. What shall become of this? What will t... |
| 76679 | Friar. Marry, this well carried shall on her... |
| 76680 | Change slander to remorse. That is some good. |
| 76681 | But not for that dream I on this strange c... |
| 76682 | But on this travail look for greater birth. |
| 76683 | She dying, as it must be so maintain'd, |
| 76684 | Upon the instant that she was accus'd, |
| 76685 | Shall be lamented, pitied, and excus'd |
| 76686 | Of every hearer; for it so falls out |
| 76687 | That what we have we prize not to the worth |
| 76688 | Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and l... |
| 76689 | Why, then we rack the value, then we find |
| 76690 | The virtue that possession would not show us |
| 76691 | Whiles it was ours. So will it fare with C... |
| 76692 | When he shall hear she died upon his words, |
| 76693 | Th' idea of her life shall sweetly creep |
| 76694 | Into his study of imagination, |
| 76695 | And every lovely organ of her life |
| 76696 | Shall come apparell'd in more precious habit, |
| 76697 | More moving, delicate, and full of life, |
| 76698 | Into the eye and prospect of his soul |
| 76699 | Than when she liv'd indeed. Then shall he ... |
| 76700 | (If ever love had interest in his liver) |
| 76701 | And wish he had not so accused her-- |
| 76702 | No, though be thought his accusation true. |
| 76703 | Let this be so, and doubt not but success |
| 76704 | Will fashion the event in better shape |
| 76705 | Than I can lay it down in likelihood. |
| 76706 | But if all aim but this be levell'd false, |
| 76707 | The supposition of the lady's death |
| 76708 | Will quench the wonder of her infamy. |
| 76709 | And if it sort not well, you may conceal her, |
| 76710 | As best befits her wounded reputation, |
| 76711 | In some reclusive and religious life, |
| 76712 | Out of all eyes, tongues, minds, and injur... |
| 76713 | Bene. Signior Leonato, let the friar advise ... |
| 76714 | And though you know my inwardness and love |
| 76715 | Is very much unto the Prince and Claudio, |
| 76716 | Yet, by mine honour, I will deal in this |
| 76717 | As secretly and justly as your soul |
| 76718 | Should with your body. |
| 76719 | Leon. Being that I flow in grief, |
| 76720 | The smallest twine may lead me. |
| 76721 | Friar. 'Tis well consented. Presently away; |
| 76722 | For to strange sores strangely they strain... |
| 76723 | Come, lady, die to live. This wedding day |
| 76724 | Perhaps is but prolong'd. Have patience an... |
| 76725 | Exeunt [all but Bened... |
| 76726 | Bene. Lady Beatrice, have you wept all this ... |
| 76727 | Beat. Yea, and I will weep a while longer. |
| 76728 | Bene. I will not desire that. |
| 76729 | Beat. You have no reason. I do it freely. |
| 76730 | Bene. Surely I do believe your fair cousin i... |
| 76731 | Beat. Ah, how much might the man deserve of ... |
| 76732 | her! |
| 76733 | Bene. Is there any way to show such friendship? |
| 76734 | Beat. A very even way, but no such friend. |
| 76735 | Bene. May a man do it? |
| 76736 | Beat. It is a man's office, but not yours. |
| 76737 | Bene. I do love nothing in the world so well... |
| 76738 | strange? |
| 76739 | Beat. As strange as the thing I know not. It... |
| 76740 | me to say I loved nothing so well as you. ... |
| 76741 | yet I lie not. I confess nothing, nor I de... |
| 76742 | for my cousin. |
| 76743 | Bene. By my sword, Beatrice, thou lovest me. |
| 76744 | Beat. Do not swear, and eat it. |
| 76745 | Bene. I will swear by it that you love me, a... |
| 76746 | it that says I love not you. |
| 76747 | Beat. Will you not eat your word? |
| 76748 | Bene. With no sauce that can be devised to i... |
| 76749 | thee. |
| 76750 | Beat. Why then, God forgive me! |
| 76751 | Bene. What offence, sweet Beatrice? |
| 76752 | Beat. You have stayed me in a happy hour. I ... |
| 76753 | loved you. |
| 76754 | Bene. And do it with all thy heart. |
| 76755 | Beat. I love you with so much of my heart th... |
| 76756 | protest. |
| 76757 | Bene. Come, bid me do anything for thee. |
| 76758 | Beat. Kill Claudio. |
| 76759 | Bene. Ha! not for the wide world! |
| 76760 | Beat. You kill me to deny it. Farewell. |
| 76761 | Bene. Tarry, sweet Beatrice. |
| 76762 | Beat. I am gone, though I am here. There is ... |
| 76763 | pray you let me go. |
| 76764 | Bene. Beatrice-- |
| 76765 | Beat. In faith, I will go. |
| 76766 | Bene. We'll be friends first. |
| 76767 | Beat. You dare easier be friends with me tha... |
| 76768 | enemy. |
| 76769 | Bene. Is Claudio thine enemy? |
| 76770 | Beat. Is 'a not approved in the height a vil... |
| 76771 | slandered, scorned, dishonoured my kinswom... |
| 76772 | man! What? bear her in hand until they com... |
| 76773 | then with public accusation, uncover'd sla... |
| 76774 | rancour--O God, that I were a man! I would... |
| 76775 | market place. |
| 76776 | Bene. Hear me, Beatrice! |
| 76777 | Beat. Talk with a man out at a window!-a pro... |
| 76778 | Bene. Nay but Beatrice-- |
| 76779 | Beat. Sweet Hero! she is wrong'd, she is sla... |
| 76780 | Bene. Beat-- |
| 76781 | Beat. Princes and Counties! Surely a princel... |
| 76782 | count, Count Comfect, a sweet gallant sure... |
| 76783 | for his sake! or that I had any friend wou... |
| 76784 | sake! But manhood is melted into cursies, ... |
| 76785 | and men are only turn'd into tongue, and t... |
| 76786 | as valiant as Hercules that only tells a l... |
| 76787 | cannot be a man with wishing; therefore I ... |
| 76788 | grieving. |
| 76789 | Bene. Tarry, good Beatrice. By this hand, I ... |
| 76790 | Beat. Use it for my love some other way than... |
| 76791 | Bene. Think you in your soul the Count Claud... |
| 76792 | Beat. Yea, as sure is I have a thought or a ... |
| 76793 | Bene. Enough, I am engag'd, I will challenge... |
| 76794 | hand, and so I leave you. By this hand, Cl... |
| 76795 | dear account. As you hear of me, so think ... |
| 76796 | cousin. I must say she is dead-and so fare... |
| 76797 | ... |
| 76798 | Scene II. |
| 76799 | A prison. |
| 76800 | Enter the Constables [Dogberry and Verges] and... |
| 76801 | [and the Watch, with Conrade and] Borachio. |
| 76802 | Dog. Is our whole dissembly appear'd? |
| 76803 | Verg. O, a stool and a cushion for the sexton. |
| 76804 | Sex. Which be the malefactors? |
| 76805 | Dog. Marry, that am I and my partner. |
| 76806 | Verg. Nay, that's certain. We have the exhib... |
| 76807 | Sex. But which are the offenders that are to... |
| 76808 | come before Master Constable. |
| 76809 | Dog. Yea, marry, let them come before me. Wh... |
| 76810 | friend? |
| 76811 | Bor. Borachio. |
| 76812 | Dog. Pray write down Borachio. Yours, sirrah? |
| 76813 | Con. I am a gentleman, sir, and my name is C... |
| 76814 | Dog. Write down Master Gentleman Conrade. Ma... |
| 76815 | God? |
| 76816 | Both. Yea, sir, we hope. |
| 76817 | Dog. Write down that they hope they serve Go... |
| 76818 | for God defend but God should go before su... |
| 76819 | it is proved already that you are little b... |
| 76820 | knaves, and it will go near to be thought ... |
| 76821 | you for yourselves? |
| 76822 | Con. Marry, sir, we say we are none. |
| 76823 | Dog. A marvellous witty fellow, I assure you... |
| 76824 | with him. Come you hither, sirrah. A word ... |
| 76825 | to you, it is thought you are false knaves. |
| 76826 | Bora. Sir, I say to you we are none. |
| 76827 | Dog. Well, stand aside. Fore God, they are b... |
| 76828 | Have you writ down that they are none? |
| 76829 | Sex. Master Constable, you go not the way to... |
| 76830 | forth the watch that are their accusers. |
| 76831 | Dog. Yea, marry, that's the eftest way. Let ... |
| 76832 | Masters, I charge you in the Prince's name... |
| 76833 | 1. Watch. This man said, sir, that Don John ... |
| 76834 | was a villain. |
| 76835 | Dog. Write down Prince John a villain. Why, ... |
| 76836 | to call a prince's brother villain. |
| 76837 | Bora. Master Constable-- |
| 76838 | Dog. Pray thee, fellow, peace. I do not like... |
| 76839 | thee. |
| 76840 | Sex. What heard you him say else? |
| 76841 | 2. Watch. Marry, that he had received a thou... |
| 76842 | for accusing the Lady Hero wrongfully. |
| 76843 | Dog. Flat burglary as ever was committed. |
| 76844 | Verg. Yea, by th' mass, that it is. |
| 76845 | Sex. What else, fellow? |
| 76846 | 1. Watch. And that Count Claudio did mean, u... |
| 76847 | disgrace Hero before the whole assembly, a... |
| 76848 | Dog. O villain! thou wilt be condemn'd into ... |
| 76849 | for this. |
| 76850 | Sex. What else? |
| 76851 | Watchmen. This is all. |
| 76852 | Sex. And this is more, masters, than you can... |
| 76853 | this morning secretly stol'n away. Hero wa... |
| 76854 | accus'd, in this manner refus'd, and upon ... |
| 76855 | suddenly died. Master Constable, let these... |
| 76856 | brought to Leonato's. I will go before and... |
| 76857 | examination. ... |
| 76858 | Dog. Come, let them be opinion'd. |
| 76859 | Verg. Let them be in the hands-- |
| 76860 | Con. Off, coxcomb! |
| 76861 | Dog. God's my life, where's the sexton? Let ... |
| 76862 | Prince's officer coxcomb. Come, bind them.... |
| 76863 | Con. Away! you are an ass, you are an ass. |
| 76864 | Dog. Dost thou not suspect my place? Dost th... |
| 76865 | years? O that he were here to write me dow... |
| 76866 | remember that I am an ass. Though it be no... |
| 76867 | forget not that I am an ass. No, thou vill... |
| 76868 | piety, as shall be prov'd upon thee by goo... |
| 76869 | fellow; and which is more, an officer; and... |
| 76870 | householder; and which is more, as pretty ... |
| 76871 | is in Messina, and one that knows the law,... |
| 76872 | fellow enough, go to! and a fellow that ha... |
| 76873 | that hath two gowns and everything handsom... |
| 76874 | away. O that I had been writ down an ass! |
| 76875 | ... |
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| 76884 | ACT V. Scene I. |
| 76885 | The street, near Leonato's house. |
| 76886 | Enter Leonato and his brother [ Antonio]. |
| 76887 | Ant. If you go on thus, you will kill yourself, |
| 76888 | And 'tis not wisdom thus to second grief |
| 76889 | Against yourself. |
| 76890 | Leon. I pray thee cease thy counsel, |
| 76891 | Which falls into mine ears as profitless |
| 76892 | As water in a sieve. Give not me counsel, |
| 76893 | Nor let no comforter delight mine ear |
| 76894 | But such a one whose wrongs do suit with m... |
| 76895 | Bring me a father that so lov'd his child, |
| 76896 | Whose joy of her is overwhelm'd like mine, |
| 76897 | And bid him speak to me of patience. |
| 76898 | Measure his woe the length and breadth of ... |
| 76899 | And let it answer every strain for strain, |
| 76900 | As thus for thus, and such a grief for such, |
| 76901 | In every lineament, branch, shape, and form. |
| 76902 | If such a one will smile and stroke his be... |
| 76903 | Bid sorrow wag, cry 'hem' when he should g... |
| 76904 | Patch grief with proverbs, make misfortune... |
| 76905 | With candle-wasters--bring him yet to me, |
| 76906 | And I of him will gather patience. |
| 76907 | But there is no such man; for, brother, men |
| 76908 | Can counsel and speak comfort to that grief |
| 76909 | Which they themselves not feel; but, tasti... |
| 76910 | Their counsel turns to passion, which before |
| 76911 | Would give preceptial medicine to rage, |
| 76912 | Fetter strong madness in a silken thread, |
| 76913 | Charm ache with air and agony with words. |
| 76914 | No, no! 'Tis all men's office to speak pat... |
| 76915 | To those that wring under the load of sorrow, |
| 76916 | But no man's virtue nor sufficiency |
| 76917 | To be so moral when he shall endure |
| 76918 | The like himself. Therefore give me no cou... |
| 76919 | My griefs cry louder than advertisement. |
| 76920 | Ant. Therein do men from children nothing di... |
| 76921 | Leon. I pray thee peace. I will be flesh and... |
| 76922 | For there was never yet philosopher |
| 76923 | That could endure the toothache patiently, |
| 76924 | However they have writ the style of gods |
| 76925 | And made a push at chance and sufferance. |
| 76926 | Ant. Yet bend not all the harm upon yourself. |
| 76927 | Make those that do offend you suffer too. |
| 76928 | Leon. There thou speak'st reason. Nay, I wil... |
| 76929 | My soul doth tell me Hero is belied; |
| 76930 | And that shall Claudio know; so shall the ... |
| 76931 | And all of them that thus dishonour her. |
| 76932 | Enter Don Pedro and Claudio. |
| 76933 | Ant. Here comes the Prince and Claudio hastily. |
| 76934 | Pedro. Good den, Good den. |
| 76935 | Claud. Good day to both of you. |
| 76936 | Leon. Hear you, my lords! |
| 76937 | Pedro. We have some haste, Leonato. |
| 76938 | Leon. Some haste, my lord! well, fare you we... |
| 76939 | Are you so hasty now? Well, all is one. |
| 76940 | Pedro. Nay, do not quarrel with us, good old... |
| 76941 | Ant. If he could right himself with quarrell... |
| 76942 | Some of us would lie low. |
| 76943 | Claud. Who wrongs him? |
| 76944 | Leon. Marry, thou dost wrong me, thou dissem... |
| 76945 | Nay, never lay thy hand upon thy sword; |
| 76946 | I fear thee not. |
| 76947 | Claud. Mary, beshrew my hand |
| 76948 | If it should give your age such cause of f... |
| 76949 | In faith, my hand meant nothing to my sword. |
| 76950 | Leon. Tush, tush, man! never fleer and jest ... |
| 76951 | I speak not like a dotard nor a fool, |
| 76952 | As under privilege of age to brag |
| 76953 | What I have done being young, or what woul... |
| 76954 | Were I not old. Know, Claudio, to thy head, |
| 76955 | Thou hast so wrong'd mine innocent child a... |
| 76956 | That I am forc'd to lay my reverence by |
| 76957 | And, with grey hairs and bruise of many days, |
| 76958 | Do challenge thee to trial of a man. |
| 76959 | I say thou hast belied mine innocent child; |
| 76960 | Thy slander hath gone through and through ... |
| 76961 | And she lied buried with her ancestors- |
| 76962 | O, in a tomb where never scandal slept, |
| 76963 | Save this of hers, fram'd by thy villany! |
| 76964 | Claud. My villany? |
| 76965 | Leon. Thine, Claudio; thine I say. |
| 76966 | Pedro. You say not right, old man |
| 76967 | Leon. My lord, my lord, |
| 76968 | I'll prove it on his body if he dare, |
| 76969 | Despite his nice fence and his active prac... |
| 76970 | His May of youth and bloom of lustihood. |
| 76971 | Claud. Away! I will not have to do with you. |
| 76972 | Leon. Canst thou so daff me? Thou hast kill'... |
| 76973 | If thou kill'st me, boy, thou shalt kill a... |
| 76974 | And. He shall kill two of us, and men indeed |
| 76975 | But that's no matter; let him kill one first. |
| 76976 | Win me and wear me! Let him answer me. |
| 76977 | Come, follow me, boy,. Come, sir boy, come... |
| 76978 | Sir boy, I'll whip you from your foining f... |
| 76979 | Nay, as I am a gentleman, I will. |
| 76980 | Leon. Brother-- |
| 76981 | Ant. Content yourself. God knows I lov'd my ... |
| 76982 | And she is dead, slander'd to death by vil... |
| 76983 | That dare as well answer a man indeed |
| 76984 | As I dare take a serpent by the tongue. |
| 76985 | Boys, apes, braggarts, jacks, milksops! |
| 76986 | Leon. Brother Anthony-- |
| 76987 | Ant. Hold you content. What, man! I know the... |
| 76988 | And what they weigh, even to the utmost sc... |
| 76989 | Scambling, outfacing, fashion-monging boys, |
| 76990 | That lie and cog and flout, deprave and sl... |
| 76991 | Go anticly, show outward hideousness, |
| 76992 | And speak off half a dozen dang'rous words, |
| 76993 | How they might hurt their enemies, if they... |
| 76994 | And this is all. |
| 76995 | Leon. But, brother Anthony-- |
| 76996 | Ant. Come, 'tis no matter. |
| 76997 | Do not you meddle; let me deal in this. |
| 76998 | Pedro. Gentlemen both, we will not wake your... |
| 76999 | My heart is sorry for your daughter's death; |
| 77000 | But, on my honour, she was charg'd with no... |
| 77001 | But what was true, and very full of proof. |
| 77002 | Leon. My lord, my lord-- |
| 77003 | Pedro. I will not hear you. |
| 77004 | Leon. No? Come, brother, away!--I will be he... |
| 77005 | Ant. And shall, or some of us will smart for... |
| 77006 | ... |
| 77007 | Enter Benedick. |
| 77008 | Pedro. See, see! Here comes the man we went ... |
| 77009 | Claud. Now, signior, what news? |
| 77010 | Bene. Good day, my lord. |
| 77011 | Pedro. Welcome, signior. You are almost come... |
| 77012 | Claud. We had lik'd to have had our two nose... |
| 77013 | old men without teeth. |
| 77014 | Pedro. Leonato and his brother. What think's... |
| 77015 | I doubt we should have been too young for ... |
| 77016 | Bene. In a false quarrel there is no true va... |
| 77017 | you both. |
| 77018 | Claud. We have been up and down to seek thee... |
| 77019 | melancholy, and would fain have it beaten ... |
| 77020 | wit? |
| 77021 | Bene. It is in my scabbard. Shall I draw it? |
| 77022 | Pedro. Dost thou wear thy wit by thy side? |
| 77023 | Claud. Never any did so, though very many ha... |
| 77024 | wit. I will bid thee draw, as we do the mi... |
| 77025 | pleasure us. |
| 77026 | Pedro. As I am an honest man, he looks pale.... |
| 77027 | angry? |
| 77028 | Claud. What, courage, man! What though care ... |
| 77029 | mettle enough in thee to kill care. |
| 77030 | Bene. Sir, I shall meet your wit in the care... |
| 77031 | against me. I pray you choose another subj... |
| 77032 | Claud. Nay then, give him another staff; thi... |
| 77033 | Pedro. By this light, he changes more and mo... |
| 77034 | indeed. |
| 77035 | Claud. If he be, he knows how to turn his gi... |
| 77036 | Bene. Shall I speak a word in your ear? |
| 77037 | Claud. God bless me from a challenge! |
| 77038 | Bene. [aside to Claudio] You are a villain. ... |
| 77039 | it good how you dare, with what you dare, ... |
| 77040 | me right, or I will protest your cowardice... |
| 77041 | sweet lady, and her death shall fall heavy... |
| 77042 | from you. |
| 77043 | Claud. Well, I will meet you, so I may have ... |
| 77044 | Pedro. What, a feast, a feast? |
| 77045 | Claud. I' faith, I thank him, he hath bid me... |
| 77046 | a capon, the which if I do not carve most ... |
| 77047 | knife's naught. Shall I not find a woodcoc... |
| 77048 | Bene. Sir, your wit ambles well; it goes eas... |
| 77049 | Pedro. I'll tell thee how Beatrice prais'd t... |
| 77050 | said thou hadst a fine wit: 'True,' said s... |
| 77051 | one.' 'No,' said I, 'a great wit.' 'Right,... |
| 77052 | gross one.' 'Nay,' said I, 'a good wit.' '... |
| 77053 | hurts nobody.' 'Nay,' said I, 'the gentlem... |
| 77054 | said she, a wise gentleman.' 'Nay,' said I... |
| 77055 | tongues.' 'That I believe' said she, 'for ... |
| 77056 | on Monday night which he forswore on Tuesd... |
| 77057 | double tongue; there's two tongues.' Thus ... |
| 77058 | together transshape thy particular virtues... |
| 77059 | concluded with a sigh, thou wast the prope... |
| 77060 | Claud. For the which she wept heartily and s... |
| 77061 | Pedro. Yea, that she did; but yet, for all t... |
| 77062 | hate him deadly, she would love him dearly... |
| 77063 | daughter told us all. |
| 77064 | Claud. All, all! and moreover, God saw him w... |
| 77065 | garden. |
| 77066 | Pedro. But when shall we set the savage bull... |
| 77067 | sensible Benedick's head? |
| 77068 | Claud. Yea, and text underneath, 'Here dwell... |
| 77069 | man'? |
| 77070 | Bene. Fare you well, boy; you know my mind. ... |
| 77071 | your gossiplike humour. You break jests as... |
| 77072 | blades, which God be thanked hurt not. My ... |
| 77073 | courtesies I thank you. I must discontinue... |
| 77074 | brother the bastard is fled from Messina. ... |
| 77075 | kill'd a sweet and innocent lady. For my L... |
| 77076 | and I shall meet; and till then peace be w... |
| 77077 | ... |
| 77078 | Pedro. He is in earnest. |
| 77079 | Claud. In most profound earnest; and, I'll w... |
| 77080 | love of Beatrice. |
| 77081 | Pedro. And hath challeng'd thee. |
| 77082 | Claud. Most sincerely. |
| 77083 | Pedro. What a pretty thing man is when he go... |
| 77084 | hose and leaves off his wit! |
| 77085 | Enter Constables [Dogberry and Verges, with ... |
| 77086 | Conrade and Borachio. |
| 77087 | Claud. He is then a giant to an ape; but the... |
| 77088 | such a man. |
| 77089 | Pedro. But, soft you, let me be! Pluck up, m... |
| 77090 | Did he not say my brother was fled? |
| 77091 | Dog. Come you, sir. If justice cannot tame y... |
| 77092 | weigh more reasons in her balance. Nay, an... |
| 77093 | hypocrite once, you must be look'd to. |
| 77094 | Pedro. How now? two of my brother's men boun... |
| 77095 | Claud. Hearken after their offence, my lord. |
| 77096 | Pedro. Officers, what offence have these men... |
| 77097 | Dog. Marry, sir, they have committed false r... |
| 77098 | have spoken untruths; secondarily, they ar... |
| 77099 | lastly, they have belied a lady; thirdly, ... |
| 77100 | unjust things; and to conclude, they are l... |
| 77101 | Pedro. First, I ask thee what they have done... |
| 77102 | what's their offence; sixth and lastly, wh... |
| 77103 | and to conclude, what you lay to their cha... |
| 77104 | Claud. Rightly reasoned, and in his own divi... |
| 77105 | there's one meaning well suited. |
| 77106 | Pedro. Who have you offended, masters, that ... |
| 77107 | your answer? This learned constable is too... |
| 77108 | understood. What's your offence? |
| 77109 | Bora. Sweet Prince, let me go no farther to ... |
| 77110 | hear me, and let this Count kill me. I hav... |
| 77111 | very eyes. What your wisdoms could not dis... |
| 77112 | fools have brought to light, who in the ni... |
| 77113 | confessing to this man, how Don John your ... |
| 77114 | slander the Lady Hero; how you were brough... |
| 77115 | saw me court Margaret in Hero's garments; ... |
| 77116 | when you should marry her. My villany they... |
| 77117 | which I had rather seal with my death than... |
| 77118 | shame. The lady is dead upon mine and my m... |
| 77119 | accusation; and briefly, I desire nothing ... |
| 77120 | villain. |
| 77121 | Pedro. Runs not this speech like iron throug... |
| 77122 | Claud. I have drunk poison whiles he utter'd... |
| 77123 | Pedro. But did my brother set thee on to this? |
| 77124 | Bora. Yea, and paid me richly for the practi... |
| 77125 | Pedro. He is compos'd and fram'd of treachery, |
| 77126 | And fled he is upon this villany. |
| 77127 | Claud. Sweet Hero, now thy image doth appear |
| 77128 | In the rare semblance that I lov'd it first. |
| 77129 | Dog. Come, bring away the plaintiffs. By thi... |
| 77130 | reformed Signior Leonato of the matter. An... |
| 77131 | forget to specify, when time and place sha... |
| 77132 | ass. |
| 77133 | Verg. Here, here comes Master Signior Leonat... |
| 77134 | Enter Leonato, his brother [Antonio]... |
| 77135 | Leon. Which is the villain? Let me see his e... |
| 77136 | That, when I note another man like him, |
| 77137 | I may avoid him. Which of these is he? |
| 77138 | Bora. If you would know your wronger, look o... |
| 77139 | Leon. Art thou the slave that with thy breat... |
| 77140 | Mine innocent child? |
| 77141 | Bora. Yea, even I alone. |
| 77142 | Leon. No, not so, villain! thou beliest thys... |
| 77143 | Here stand a pair of honourable men-- |
| 77144 | A third is fled--that had a hand in it. |
| 77145 | I thank you princes for my daughter's death. |
| 77146 | Record it with your high and worthy deeds. |
| 77147 | 'Twas bravely done, if you bethink you of it. |
| 77148 | Claud. I know not how to pray your patience; |
| 77149 | Yet I must speak. Choose your revenge your... |
| 77150 | Impose me to what penance your invention |
| 77151 | Can lay upon my sin. Yet sinn'd I not |
| 77152 | But in mistaking. |
| 77153 | Pedro. By my soul, nor I! |
| 77154 | And yet, to satisfy this good old man, |
| 77155 | I would bend under any heavy weight |
| 77156 | That he'll enjoin me to. |
| 77157 | Leon. I cannot bid you bid my daughter live- |
| 77158 | That were impossible; but I pray you both, |
| 77159 | Possess the people in Messina here |
| 77160 | How innocent she died; and if your love |
| 77161 | Can labour aught in sad invention, |
| 77162 | Hang her an epitaph upon her tomb, |
| 77163 | And sing it to her bones--sing it to-night. |
| 77164 | To-morrow morning come you to my house, |
| 77165 | And since you could not be my son-in-law, |
| 77166 | Be yet my nephew. My brother hath a daughter, |
| 77167 | Almost the copy of my child that's dead, |
| 77168 | And she alone is heir to both of us. |
| 77169 | Give her the right you should have giv'n h... |
| 77170 | And so dies my revenge. |
| 77171 | Claud. O noble sir! |
| 77172 | Your over-kindness doth wring tears from me. |
| 77173 | I do embrace your offer; and dispose |
| 77174 | For henceforth of poor Claudio. |
| 77175 | Leon. To-morrow then I will expect your comi... |
| 77176 | To-night I take my leave. This naughty man |
| 77177 | Shall fact to face be brought to Margaret, |
| 77178 | Who I believe was pack'd in all this wrong, |
| 77179 | Hir'd to it by your brother. |
| 77180 | Bora. No, by my soul, she was not; |
| 77181 | Nor knew not what she did when she spoke t... |
| 77182 | But always hath been just and virtuous |
| 77183 | In anything that I do know by her. |
| 77184 | Dog. Moreover, sir, which indeed is not unde... |
| 77185 | plaintiff here, the offender, did call me ... |
| 77186 | it be rememb'red in his punishment. And al... |
| 77187 | talk of one Deformed. They say he wears a ... |
| 77188 | lock hanging by it, and borrows money in G... |
| 77189 | hath us'd so long and never paid that now ... |
| 77190 | and will lend nothing for God's sake. Pray... |
| 77191 | that point. |
| 77192 | Leon. I thank thee for thy care and honest p... |
| 77193 | Dog. Your worship speaks like a most thankfu... |
| 77194 | and I praise God for you. |
| 77195 | Leon. There's for thy pains. [Gives money.] |
| 77196 | Dog. God save the foundation! |
| 77197 | Leon. Go, I discharge thee of thy prisoner, ... |
| 77198 | Dog. I leave an arrant knave with your worsh... |
| 77199 | your worship to correct yourself, for the ... |
| 77200 | God keep your worship! I wish your worship... |
| 77201 | to health! I humbly give you leave to depa... |
| 77202 | meeting may be wish'd, God prohibit it! Co... |
| 77203 | Exeunt [Dog... |
| 77204 | Leon. Until to-morrow morning, lords, farewell. |
| 77205 | Ant. Farewell, my lords. We look for you to-... |
| 77206 | Pedro. We will not fall. |
| 77207 | Claud. To-night I'll mourn with Hero. |
| 77208 | [Exeunt Don P... |
| 77209 | Leon. [to the Watch] Bring you these fellows... |
| 77210 | Margaret, |
| 77211 | How her acquaintance grew with this lewd f... |
| 77212 | ... |
| 77213 | Scene II. |
| 77214 | Leonato's orchard. |
| 77215 | Enter Benedick and Margaret [meeting]. |
| 77216 | Bene. Pray thee, sweet Mistress Margaret, de... |
| 77217 | by helping me to the speech of Beatrice. |
| 77218 | Marg. Will you then write me a sonnet in pra... |
| 77219 | Bene. In so high a style, Margaret, that no ... |
| 77220 | over it; for in most comely truth thou des... |
| 77221 | Marg. To have no man come over me? Why, shal... |
| 77222 | stairs? |
| 77223 | Bene. Thy wit is as quick as the greyhound's... |
| 77224 | Marg. And yours as blunt as the fencer's foi... |
| 77225 | not. |
| 77226 | Bene. A most manly wit, Margaret: it will no... |
| 77227 | And so I pray thee call Beatrice. I give t... |
| 77228 | Marg. Give us the swords; we have bucklers o... |
| 77229 | Bene. If you use them, Margaret, you must pu... |
| 77230 | vice, and they are dangerous weapons for m... |
| 77231 | Marg. Well, I will call Beatrice to you, who... |
| 77232 | Bene. And therefore will come. |
| 77233 | ... |
| 77234 | [Sings] The god of love, |
| 77235 | That sits above |
| 77236 | And knows me, and knows me, |
| 77237 | How pitiful I deserve-- |
| 77238 | I mean in singing; but in loving Leander t... |
| 77239 | Troilus the first employer of panders, and... |
| 77240 | these quondam carpet-mongers, whose names ... |
| 77241 | even road of a blank verse--why, they were... |
| 77242 | over and over as my poor self in love. Mar... |
| 77243 | rhyme. I have tried. I can find out no rhy... |
| 77244 | --an innocent rhyme; for 'scorn,' 'horn'--... |
| 77245 | 'school', 'fool'--a babbling rhyme: very o... |
| 77246 | was not born under a rhyming planet, nor c... |
| 77247 | terms. |
| 77248 | Enter Beatrice. |
| 77249 | Sweet Beatrice, wouldst thou come when I c... |
| 77250 | Beat. Yea, signior, and depart when you bid me. |
| 77251 | Bene. O, stay but till then! |
| 77252 | Beat. 'Then' is spoken. Fare you well now. A... |
| 77253 | me go with that I came for, which is, with... |
| 77254 | pass'd between you and Claudio. |
| 77255 | Bene. Only foul words; and thereupon I will ... |
| 77256 | Beat. Foul words is but foul wind, and foul ... |
| 77257 | breath, and foul breath is noisome. Theref... |
| 77258 | unkiss'd. |
| 77259 | Bene. Thou hast frighted the word out of his... |
| 77260 | forcible is thy wit. But I must tell thee ... |
| 77261 | undergoes my challenge; and either I must ... |
| 77262 | or I will subscribe him a coward. And I pr... |
| 77263 | for which of my bad parts didst thou first... |
| 77264 | Beat. For them all together, which maintain'... |
| 77265 | evil that they will not admit any good par... |
| 77266 | them. But for which of my good parts did y... |
| 77267 | for me? |
| 77268 | Bene. Suffer love!--a good epithet. I do suf... |
| 77269 | love thee against my will. |
| 77270 | Beat. In spite of your heart, I think. Alas,... |
| 77271 | spite it for my sake, I will spite it for ... |
| 77272 | love that which my friend hates. |
| 77273 | Bene. Thou and I are too wise to woo peaceably. |
| 77274 | Beat. It appears not in this confession. The... |
| 77275 | among twenty, that will praise himself. |
| 77276 | Bene. An old, an old instance, Beatrice, tha... |
| 77277 | good neighbours. If a man do not erect in ... |
| 77278 | ere he dies, he shall live no longer in mo... |
| 77279 | rings and the widow weeps. |
| 77280 | Beat. And how long is that, think you? |
| 77281 | Bene. Question: why, an hour in clamour and ... |
| 77282 | Therefore is it most expedient for the wis... |
| 77283 | conscience) find no impediment to the cont... |
| 77284 | of his own virtues, as I am to myself. So ... |
| 77285 | myself, who, I myself will bear witness, i... |
| 77286 | tell me, how doth your cousin? |
| 77287 | Beat. Very ill. |
| 77288 | Bene. And how do you? |
| 77289 | Beat. Very ill too. |
| 77290 | Bene. Serve God, love me, and mend. There wi... |
| 77291 | here comes one in haste. |
| 77292 | Enter Ursula. |
| 77293 | Urs. Madam, you must come to your uncle. Yon... |
| 77294 | It is proved my Lady Hero hath been falsel... |
| 77295 | and Claudio mightily abus'd, and Don John ... |
| 77296 | who is fled and gone. Will you come presen... |
| 77297 | Beat. Will you go hear this news, signior? |
| 77298 | Bene. I will live in thy heart, die in thy l... |
| 77299 | eyes; and moreover, I will go with thee to... |
| 77300 | ... |
| 77301 | Scene III. |
| 77302 | A churchyard. |
| 77303 | Enter Claudio, Don Pedro, and three or four wi... |
| 77304 | [followed by Musicians]. |
| 77305 | Claud. Is this the monument of Leonato? |
| 77306 | Lord. It is, my lord. |
| 77307 | Claud. [reads from a scroll] |
| 77308 | Epitaph. |
| 77309 | Done to death by slanderous tongues |
| 77310 | Was the Hero that here lies. |
| 77311 | Death, in guerdon of her wrongs, |
| 77312 | Gives her fame which never dies. |
| 77313 | So the life that died with shame |
| 77314 | Lives in death with glorious fame. |
| 77315 | Hang thou there upon the tomb, |
| 77316 | [Han... |
| 77317 | Praising her when I am dumb. |
| 77318 | Now, music, sound, and sing your solemn hymn. |
| 77319 | Song. |
| 77320 | Pardon, goddess of the night, |
| 77321 | Those that slew thy virgin knight; |
| 77322 | For the which, with songs of woe, |
| 77323 | Round about her tomb they go. |
| 77324 | Midnight, assist our moan, |
| 77325 | Help us to sigh and groan |
| 77326 | Heavily, heavily, |
| 77327 | Graves, yawn and yield your dead, |
| 77328 | Till death be uttered |
| 77329 | Heavily, heavily. |
| 77330 | Claud. Now unto thy bones good night! |
| 77331 | Yearly will I do this rite. |
| 77332 | Pedro. Good morrow, masters. Put your torche... |
| 77333 | The wolves have prey'd, and look, the gent... |
| 77334 | Before the wheels of Phoebus, round about |
| 77335 | Dapples the drowsy east with spots of grey. |
| 77336 | Thanks to you all, and leave us. Fare you ... |
| 77337 | Claud. Good morrow, masters. Each his severa... |
| 77338 | Pedro. Come, let us hence and put on other w... |
| 77339 | And then to Leonato's we will go. |
| 77340 | Claud. And Hymen now with luckier issue speeds |
| 77341 | Than this for whom we rend'red up this woe... |
| 77342 | Scene IV |
| 77343 | The hall in Leonato's house. |
| 77344 | Enter Leonato, Benedick, [Beatrice,] Margaret,... |
| 77345 | Friar [Francis], Hero. |
| 77346 | Friar. Did I not tell you she was innocent? |
| 77347 | Leon. So are the Prince and Claudio, who acc... |
| 77348 | Upon the error that you heard debated. |
| 77349 | But Margaret was in some fault for this, |
| 77350 | Although against her will, as it appears |
| 77351 | In the true course of all the question. |
| 77352 | Ant. Well, I am glad that all things sort so... |
| 77353 | Bene. And so am I, being else by faith enforc'd |
| 77354 | To call young Claudio to a reckoning for it. |
| 77355 | Leon. Well, daughter, and you gentlewomen all, |
| 77356 | Withdraw into a chamber by yourselves, |
| 77357 | And when I send for you, come hither mask'd. |
| 77358 | ... |
| 77359 | The Prince and Claudio promis'd by this hour |
| 77360 | To visit me. You know your office, brother: |
| 77361 | You must be father to your brother's daugh... |
| 77362 | And give her to young Claudio. |
| 77363 | Ant. Which I will do with confirm'd countena... |
| 77364 | Bene. Friar, I must entreat your pains, I th... |
| 77365 | Friar. To do what, signior? |
| 77366 | Bene. To bind me, or undo me--one of them. |
| 77367 | Signior Leonato, truth it is, good signior, |
| 77368 | Your niece regards me with an eye of favour. |
| 77369 | Leon. That eye my daughter lent her. 'Tis mo... |
| 77370 | Bene. And I do with an eye of love requite her. |
| 77371 | Leon. The sight whereof I think you had from... |
| 77372 | From Claudio, and the Prince; but what's y... |
| 77373 | Bene. Your answer, sir, is enigmatical; |
| 77374 | But, for my will, my will is, your good will |
| 77375 | May stand with ours, this day to be conjoin'd |
| 77376 | In the state of honourable marriage; |
| 77377 | In which, good friar, I shall desire your ... |
| 77378 | Leon. My heart is with your liking. |
| 77379 | Friar. And my help. |
| 77380 | Enter Don Pedro and Claudio and two or ... |
| 77381 | Here comes the Prince and Claudio. |
| 77382 | Pedro. Good morrow to this fair assembly. |
| 77383 | Leon. Good morrow, Prince; good morrow, Clau... |
| 77384 | We here attend you. Are you yet determin'd |
| 77385 | To-day to marry with my brother's daughter? |
| 77386 | Claud. I'll hold my mind, were she an Ethiope. |
| 77387 | Leon. Call her forth, brother. Here's the fr... |
| 77388 | ... |
| 77389 | Pedro. Good morrow, Benedick. Why, what's th... |
| 77390 | That you have such a February face, |
| 77391 | So full of frost, of storm, and cloudiness? |
| 77392 | Claud. I think he thinks upon the savage bull. |
| 77393 | Tush, fear not, man! We'll tip thy horns w... |
| 77394 | And all Europa shall rejoice at thee, |
| 77395 | As once Europa did at lusty Jove |
| 77396 | When he would play the noble beast in love. |
| 77397 | Bene. Bull Jove, sir, had an amiable low, |
| 77398 | And some such strange bull leap'd your fat... |
| 77399 | And got a calf in that same noble feat |
| 77400 | Much like to you, for you have just his bl... |
| 77401 | Enter [Leonato's] brother [Antonio], He... |
| 77402 | Margaret, Ursula, [the ladies wear... |
| 77403 | Claud. For this I owe you. Here comes other ... |
| 77404 | Which is the lady I must seize upon? |
| 77405 | Ant. This same is she, and I do give you her. |
| 77406 | Claud. Why then, she's mine. Sweet, let me s... |
| 77407 | Leon. No, that you shall not till you take h... |
| 77408 | Before this friar and swear to marry her. |
| 77409 | Claud. Give me your hand before this holy fr... |
| 77410 | I am your husband if you like of me. |
| 77411 | Hero. And when I liv'd I was your other wife... |
| 77412 | And when you lov'd you were my other husband. |
| 77413 | Claud. Another Hero! |
| 77414 | Hero. Nothing certainer. |
| 77415 | One Hero died defil'd; but I do live, |
| 77416 | And surely as I live, I am a maid. |
| 77417 | Pedro. The former Hero! Hero that is dead! |
| 77418 | Leon. She died, my lord, but whiles her slan... |
| 77419 | Friar. All this amazement can I qualify, |
| 77420 | When, after that the holy rites are ended, |
| 77421 | I'll tell you largely of fair Hero's death. |
| 77422 | Meantime let wonder seem familiar, |
| 77423 | And to the chapel let us presently. |
| 77424 | Bene. Soft and fair, friar. Which is Beatrice? |
| 77425 | Beat. [unmasks] I answer to that name. What ... |
| 77426 | Bene. Do not you love me? |
| 77427 | Beat. Why, no; no more than reason. |
| 77428 | Bene. Why, then your uncle, and the Prince, ... |
| 77429 | Have been deceived; for they swore you did. |
| 77430 | Beat. Do not you love me? |
| 77431 | Bene. Troth, no; no more than reason. |
| 77432 | Beat. Why, then my cousin, Margaret, and Ursula |
| 77433 | Are much deceiv'd; for they did swear you ... |
| 77434 | Bene. They swore that you were almost sick f... |
| 77435 | Beat. They swore that you were well-nigh dea... |
| 77436 | Bene. 'Tis no such matter. Then you do not l... |
| 77437 | Beat. No, truly, but in friendly recompense. |
| 77438 | Leon. Come, cousin, I am sure you love the g... |
| 77439 | Claud. And I'll be sworn upon't that he love... |
| 77440 | For here's a paper written in his hand, |
| 77441 | A halting sonnet of his own pure brain, |
| 77442 | Fashion'd to Beatrice. |
| 77443 | Hero. And here's another, |
| 77444 | Writ in my cousin's hand, stol'n from her ... |
| 77445 | Containing her affection unto Benedick. |
| 77446 | Bene. A miracle! Here's our own hands agains... |
| 77447 | Come, I will have thee; but, by this light... |
| 77448 | Beat. I would not deny you; but, by this goo... |
| 77449 | great persuasion, and partly to save your ... |
| 77450 | you were in a consumption. |
| 77451 | Bene. Peace! I will stop your mouth. ... |
| 77452 | Beat. I'll tell thee what, Prince: a college... |
| 77453 | flout me out of my humour. Dost thou think... |
| 77454 | an epigram? No. If a man will be beaten wi... |
| 77455 | wear nothing handsome about him. In brief,... |
| 77456 | marry, I will think nothing to any purpose... |
| 77457 | against it; and therefore never flout at m... |
| 77458 | against it; for man is a giddy thing, and ... |
| 77459 | For thy part, Claudio, I did think to have... |
| 77460 | that thou art like to be my kinsman, live ... |
| 77461 | cousin. |
| 77462 | Claud. I had well hop'd thou wouldst have de... |
| 77463 | might have cudgell'd thee out of thy singl... |
| 77464 | double-dealer, which out of question thou ... |
| 77465 | not look exceeding narrowly to thee. |
| 77466 | Bene. Come, come, we are friends. Let's have... |
| 77467 | married, that we may lighten our own heart... |
| 77468 | Leon. We'll have dancing afterward. |
| 77469 | Bene. First, of my word! Therefore play, mus... |
| 77470 | sad. Get thee a wife, get thee a wife! The... |
| 77471 | reverent than one tipp'd with horn. |
| 77472 | Enter Messenger. |
| 77473 | Mess. My lord, your brother John is ta'en in... |
| 77474 | And brought with armed men back to Messina. |
| 77475 | Bene. Think not on him till to-morrow. I'll ... |
| 77476 | punishments for him. Strike up, pipers! |
| 77477 | ... |
| 77478 | THE END |
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| 77488 | THE TRAGEDY OF OTHELLO, MOOR OF VENICE |
| 77489 | by William Shakespeare |
| 77490 | Dramatis Personae |
| 77491 | OTHELLO, the Moor, general of the Venetian f... |
| 77492 | DESDEMONA, his wife |
| 77493 | IAGO, ensign to Othello |
| 77494 | EMILIA, his wife, lady-in-waiting to Desdemona |
| 77495 | CASSIO, lieutenant to Othello |
| 77496 | THE DUKE OF VENICE |
| 77497 | BRABANTIO, Venetian Senator, father of Desde... |
| 77498 | GRATIANO, nobleman of Venice, brother of Bra... |
| 77499 | LODOVICO, nobleman of Venice, kinsman of Bra... |
| 77500 | RODERIGO, rejected suitor of Desdemona |
| 77501 | BIANCA, mistress of Cassio |
| 77502 | MONTANO, a Cypriot official |
| 77503 | A Clown in service to Othello |
| 77504 | Senators, Sailors, Messengers, Officers, Gen... |
| 77505 | Attendants |
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| 77514 | SCENE: Venice and Cyprus |
| 77515 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 77516 | Venice. A street. |
| 77517 | Enter Roderigo and Iago. |
| 77518 | RODERIGO. Tush, never tell me! I take it muc... |
| 77519 | That thou, Iago, who hast had my purse |
| 77520 | As if the strings were thine, shouldst kno... |
| 77521 | IAGO. 'Sblood, but you will not hear me. |
| 77522 | If ever I did dream of such a matter, |
| 77523 | Abhor me. |
| 77524 | RODERIGO. Thou told'st me thou didst hold hi... |
| 77525 | IAGO. Despise me, if I do not. Three great o... |
| 77526 | In personal suit to make me his lieutenant, |
| 77527 | Off-capp'd to him; and, by the faith of man, |
| 77528 | I know my price, I am worth no worse a place. |
| 77529 | But he, as loving his own pride and purposes, |
| 77530 | Evades them, with a bumbast circumstance |
| 77531 | Horribly stuff'd with epithets of war, |
| 77532 | And, in conclusion, |
| 77533 | Nonsuits my mediators; for, "Certes," says... |
| 77534 | "I have already chose my officer." |
| 77535 | And what was he? |
| 77536 | Forsooth, a great arithmetician, |
| 77537 | One Michael Cassio, a Florentine |
| 77538 | (A fellow almost damn'd in a fair wife) |
| 77539 | That never set a squadron in the field, |
| 77540 | Nor the division of a battle knows |
| 77541 | More than a spinster; unless the bookish t... |
| 77542 | Wherein the toged consuls can propose |
| 77543 | As masterly as he. Mere prattle without pr... |
| 77544 | Is all his soldiership. But he, sir, had t... |
| 77545 | And I, of whom his eyes had seen the proof |
| 77546 | At Rhodes, at Cyprus, and on other grounds |
| 77547 | Christian and heathen, must be belee'd and... |
| 77548 | By debitor and creditor. This counter-caster, |
| 77549 | He, in good time, must his lieutenant be, |
| 77550 | And I- God bless the mark!- his Moorship's... |
| 77551 | RODERIGO. By heaven, I rather would have bee... |
| 77552 | IAGO. Why, there's no remedy. 'Tis the curse... |
| 77553 | Preferment goes by letter and affection, |
| 77554 | And not by old gradation, where each second |
| 77555 | Stood heir to the first. Now, sir, be judg... |
| 77556 | Whether I in any just term am affined |
| 77557 | To love the Moor. |
| 77558 | RODERIGO. I would not follow him t... |
| 77559 | IAGO. O, sir, content you. |
| 77560 | I follow him to serve my turn upon him: |
| 77561 | We cannot all be masters, nor all masters |
| 77562 | Cannot be truly follow'd. You shall mark |
| 77563 | Many a duteous and knee-crooking knave, |
| 77564 | That doting on his own obsequious bondage |
| 77565 | Wears out his time, much like his master's... |
| 77566 | For nought but provender, and when he's ol... |
| 77567 | Whip me such honest knaves. Others there are |
| 77568 | Who, trimm'd in forms and visages of duty, |
| 77569 | Keep yet their hearts attending on themsel... |
| 77570 | And throwing but shows of service on their... |
| 77571 | Do well thrive by them; and when they have... |
| 77572 | Do themselves homage. These fellows have s... |
| 77573 | And such a one do I profess myself. |
| 77574 | For, sir, |
| 77575 | It is as sure as you are Roderigo, |
| 77576 | Were I the Moor, I would not be Iago. |
| 77577 | In following him, I follow but myself; |
| 77578 | Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty, |
| 77579 | But seeming so, for my peculiar end. |
| 77580 | For when my outward action doth demonstrate |
| 77581 | The native act and figure of my heart |
| 77582 | In complement extern, 'tis not long after |
| 77583 | But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve |
| 77584 | For daws to peck at: I am not what I am. |
| 77585 | RODERIGO. What a full fortune does the thick... |
| 77586 | If he can carry't thus! |
| 77587 | IAGO. Call up her father, |
| 77588 | Rouse him, make after him, poison his deli... |
| 77589 | Proclaim him in the streets, incense her k... |
| 77590 | And, though he in a fertile climate dwell, |
| 77591 | Plague him with flies. Though that his joy... |
| 77592 | Yet throw such changes of vexation on't |
| 77593 | As it may lose some color. |
| 77594 | RODERIGO. Here is her father's house; I'll c... |
| 77595 | IAGO. Do, with like timorous accent and dire... |
| 77596 | As when, by night and negligence, the fire |
| 77597 | Is spied in populous cities. |
| 77598 | RODERIGO. What, ho, Brabantio! Signior Braba... |
| 77599 | IAGO. Awake! What, ho, Brabantio! Thieves! T... |
| 77600 | Look to your house, your daughter, and you... |
| 77601 | Thieves! Thieves! |
| 77602 | Brabantio appears above, at a ... |
| 77603 | BRABANTIO. What is the reason of this terrib... |
| 77604 | What is the matter there? |
| 77605 | RODERIGO. Signior, is all your family within? |
| 77606 | IAGO. Are your doors lock'd? |
| 77607 | BRABANTIO. Why? Wherefore ... |
| 77608 | IAGO. 'Zounds, sir, you're robb'd! For shame... |
| 77609 | Your heart is burst, you have lost half yo... |
| 77610 | Even now, now, very now, an old black ram |
| 77611 | Is tupping your white ewe. Arise, arise! |
| 77612 | Awake the snorting citizens with the bell, |
| 77613 | Or else the devil will make a grandsire of... |
| 77614 | Arise, I say! |
| 77615 | BRABANTIO. What, have you lost your wits? |
| 77616 | RODERIGO. Most reverend signior, do you know... |
| 77617 | BRABANTIO. Not I. What are you? |
| 77618 | RODERIGO. My name is Roderigo. |
| 77619 | BRABANTIO. The worser we... |
| 77620 | I have charged thee not to haunt about my ... |
| 77621 | In honest plainness thou hast heard me say |
| 77622 | My daughter is not for thee; and now, in m... |
| 77623 | Being full of supper and distempering drau... |
| 77624 | Upon malicious bravery, dost thou come |
| 77625 | To start my quiet. |
| 77626 | RODERIGO. Sir, sir, sir- |
| 77627 | BRABANTIO. But thou must needs... |
| 77628 | My spirit and my place have in them power |
| 77629 | To make this bitter to thee. |
| 77630 | RODERIGO. Patience, goo... |
| 77631 | BRABANTIO. What tell'st thou me of robbing? ... |
| 77632 | My house is not a grange. |
| 77633 | RODERIGO. Most grave Braba... |
| 77634 | In simple and pure soul I come to you. |
| 77635 | IAGO. 'Zounds, sir, you are one of those tha... |
| 77636 | if the devil bid you. Because we come to d... |
| 77637 | think we are ruffians, you'll have your da... |
| 77638 | Barbary horse; you'll have your nephews ne... |
| 77639 | coursers for cousins, and gennets for germ... |
| 77640 | BRABANTIO. What profane wretch art thou? |
| 77641 | IAGO. I am one, sir, that comes to tell you ... |
| 77642 | Moor are now making the beast with two backs. |
| 77643 | BRABANTIO. Thou are a villain. |
| 77644 | IAGO. You are- a se... |
| 77645 | BRABANTIO. This thou shalt answer; I know th... |
| 77646 | RODERIGO. Sir, I will answer anything. But, ... |
| 77647 | If't be your pleasure and most wise consent, |
| 77648 | As partly I find it is, that your fair dau... |
| 77649 | At this odd-even and dull watch o' the night, |
| 77650 | Transported with no worse nor better guard |
| 77651 | But with a knave of common hire, a gondolier, |
| 77652 | To the gross clasps of a lascivious Moor- |
| 77653 | If this be known to you, and your allowance, |
| 77654 | We then have done you bold and saucy wrongs; |
| 77655 | But if you know not this, my manners tell me |
| 77656 | We have your wrong rebuke. Do not believe |
| 77657 | That, from the sense of all civility, |
| 77658 | I thus would play and trifle with your rev... |
| 77659 | Your daughter, if you have not given her l... |
| 77660 | I say again, hath made a gross revolt, |
| 77661 | Tying her duty, beauty, wit, and fortunes |
| 77662 | In an extravagant and wheeling stranger |
| 77663 | Of here and everywhere. Straight satisfy y... |
| 77664 | If she be in her chamber or your house, |
| 77665 | Let loose on me the justice of the state |
| 77666 | For thus deluding you. |
| 77667 | BRABANTIO. Strike on the tinde... |
| 77668 | Give me a taper! Call up all my people! |
| 77669 | This accident is not unlike my dream; |
| 77670 | Belief of it oppresses me already. |
| 77671 | Light, I say, light! ... |
| 77672 | IAGO. Farewell, for I must ... |
| 77673 | It seems not meet, nor wholesome to my place, |
| 77674 | To be produced- as, if I stay, I shall- |
| 77675 | Against the Moor; for I do know, the state, |
| 77676 | However this may gall him with some check, |
| 77677 | Cannot with safety cast him, for he's emba... |
| 77678 | With such loud reason to the Cyprus wars, |
| 77679 | Which even now stands in act, that, for th... |
| 77680 | Another of his fathom they have none |
| 77681 | To lead their business; in which regard, |
| 77682 | Though I do hate him as I do hell pains, |
| 77683 | Yet for necessity of present life, |
| 77684 | I must show out a flag and sign of love, |
| 77685 | Which is indeed but sign. That you shall s... |
| 77686 | Lead to the Sagittary the raised search, |
| 77687 | And there will I be with him. So farewell.... |
| 77688 | Enter, below, Brabantio, in his ni... |
| 77689 | Servants with torches. |
| 77690 | BRABANTIO. It is too true an evil: gone she ... |
| 77691 | And what's to come of my despised time |
| 77692 | Is nought but bitterness. Now, Roderigo, |
| 77693 | Where didst thou see her? O unhappy girl! |
| 77694 | With the Moor, say'st thou? Who would be a... |
| 77695 | How didst thou know 'twas she? O, she dece... |
| 77696 | Past thought! What said she to you? Get mo... |
| 77697 | Raise all my kindred. Are they married, th... |
| 77698 | RODERIGO. Truly, I think they are. |
| 77699 | BRABANTIO. O heaven! How got she out? O trea... |
| 77700 | Fathers, from hence trust not your daughte... |
| 77701 | By what you see them act. Is there not charms |
| 77702 | By which the property of youth and maidhood |
| 77703 | May be abused? Have you not read, Roderigo, |
| 77704 | Of some such thing? |
| 77705 | RODERIGO. Yes, sir, I have indeed. |
| 77706 | BRABANTIO. Call up my brother. O, would you ... |
| 77707 | Some one way, some another. Do you know |
| 77708 | Where we may apprehend her and the Moor? |
| 77709 | RODERIGO. I think I can discover him, if you... |
| 77710 | To get good guard and go along with me. |
| 77711 | BRABANTIO. Pray you, lead on. At every house... |
| 77712 | I may command at most. Get weapons, ho! |
| 77713 | And raise some special officers of night. |
| 77714 | On, good Roderigo, I'll deserve your pains... |
| 77715 | SCENE II. |
| 77716 | Another street. |
| 77717 | Enter Othello, Iago, and Attendants with torches. |
| 77718 | IAGO. Though in the trade of war I have slai... |
| 77719 | Yet do I hold it very stuff o' the conscience |
| 77720 | To do no contrived murther. I lack iniquity |
| 77721 | Sometimes to do me service. Nine or ten times |
| 77722 | I had thought to have yerk'd him here unde... |
| 77723 | OTHELLO. 'Tis better as it is. |
| 77724 | IAGO. Nay, but he p... |
| 77725 | And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms |
| 77726 | Against your honor |
| 77727 | That, with the little godliness I have, |
| 77728 | I did full hard forbear him. But I pray yo... |
| 77729 | Are you fast married? Be assured of this, |
| 77730 | That the magnifico is much beloved, |
| 77731 | And hath in his effect a voice potential |
| 77732 | As double as the Duke's. He will divorce you, |
| 77733 | Or put upon you what restraint and grievance |
| 77734 | The law, with all his might to enforce it ... |
| 77735 | Will give him cable. |
| 77736 | OTHELLO. Let him do his spite. |
| 77737 | My services, which I have done the signiory, |
| 77738 | Shall out-tongue his complaints. 'Tis yet ... |
| 77739 | Which, when I know that boasting is an honor, |
| 77740 | I shall promulgate- I fetch my life and being |
| 77741 | From men of royal siege, and my demerits |
| 77742 | May speak unbonneted to as proud a fortune |
| 77743 | As this that I have reach'd. For know, Iago, |
| 77744 | But that I love the gentle Desdemona, |
| 77745 | I would not my unhoused free condition |
| 77746 | Put into circumscription and confine |
| 77747 | For the sea's worth. But, look! What light... |
| 77748 | IAGO. Those are the raised father and his fr... |
| 77749 | You were best go in. |
| 77750 | OTHELLO. Not I; I must be found. |
| 77751 | My parts, my title, and my perfect soul |
| 77752 | Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they? |
| 77753 | IAGO. By Janus, I think no. |
| 77754 | Enter Cassio and certain Officers w... |
| 77755 | OTHELLO. The servants of the Duke? And my li... |
| 77756 | The goodness of the night upon you, friends! |
| 77757 | What is the news? |
| 77758 | CASSIO. The Duke does greet you,... |
| 77759 | And he requires your haste-post-haste appe... |
| 77760 | Even on the instant. |
| 77761 | OTHELLO. What is the matter, t... |
| 77762 | CASSIO. Something from Cyprus, as I may divine; |
| 77763 | It is a business of some heat. The galleys |
| 77764 | Have sent a dozen sequent messengers |
| 77765 | This very night at one another's heels; |
| 77766 | And many of the consuls, raised and met, |
| 77767 | Are at the Duke's already. You have been h... |
| 77768 | When, being not at your lodging to be found, |
| 77769 | The Senate hath sent about three several q... |
| 77770 | To search you out. |
| 77771 | OTHELLO. 'Tis well I am found by... |
| 77772 | I will but spend a word here in the house |
| 77773 | And go with you. ... |
| 77774 | CASSIO. Ancient, what makes he here? |
| 77775 | IAGO. Faith, he tonight hath boarded a land ... |
| 77776 | If it prove lawful prize, he's made forever. |
| 77777 | CASSIO. I do not understand. |
| 77778 | IAGO. He's married. |
| 77779 | CASSIO. T... |
| 77780 | Re-enter Othello. |
| 77781 | IAGO. Marry, to- Come, captain, will you go? |
| 77782 | OTHELLO. ... |
| 77783 | CASSIO. Here comes another troop to seek for... |
| 77784 | IAGO. It is Brabantio. General, be advised, |
| 77785 | He comes to bad intent. |
| 77786 | Enter Brabantio, Roderigo, and Office... |
| 77787 | and weapons. |
| 77788 | OTHELLO. Holla! Stand there! |
| 77789 | RODERIGO. Signior, it is the Moor. |
| 77790 | BRABANTIO. Down with... |
| 77791 | T... |
| 77792 | IAGO. You, Roderigo! Come, sir, I am for you. |
| 77793 | OTHELLO. Keep up your bright swords, for the... |
| 77794 | Good signior, you shall more command with ... |
| 77795 | Than with your weapons. |
| 77796 | BRABANTIO. O thou foul thief, where hast tho... |
| 77797 | Damn'd as thou art, thou hast enchanted her, |
| 77798 | For I'll refer me to all things of sense, |
| 77799 | If she in chains of magic were not bound, |
| 77800 | Whether a maid so tender, fair, and happy, |
| 77801 | So opposite to marriage that she shunn'd |
| 77802 | The wealthy, curled darlings of our nation, |
| 77803 | Would ever have, to incur a general mock, |
| 77804 | Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom |
| 77805 | Of such a thing as thou- to fear, not to d... |
| 77806 | Judge me the world, if 'tis not gross in s... |
| 77807 | That thou hast practiced on her with foul ... |
| 77808 | Abused her delicate youth with drugs or mi... |
| 77809 | That weaken motion. I'll have't disputed on; |
| 77810 | 'Tis probable, and palpable to thinking. |
| 77811 | I therefore apprehend and do attach thee |
| 77812 | For an abuser of the world, a practicer |
| 77813 | Of arts inhibited and out of warrant. |
| 77814 | Lay hold upon him. If he do resist, |
| 77815 | Subdue him at his peril. |
| 77816 | OTHELLO. Hold your hands, |
| 77817 | Both you of my inclining and the rest. |
| 77818 | Were it my cue to fight, I should have kno... |
| 77819 | Without a prompter. Where will you that I go |
| 77820 | To answer this your charge? |
| 77821 | BRABANTIO. To prison, til... |
| 77822 | Of law and course of direct session |
| 77823 | Call thee to answer. |
| 77824 | OTHELLO. What if I do obey? |
| 77825 | How may the Duke be therewith satisfied, |
| 77826 | Whose messengers are here about my side, |
| 77827 | Upon some present business of the state |
| 77828 | To bring me to him? |
| 77829 | FIRST OFFICER. 'Tis true, most worthy... |
| 77830 | The Duke's in council, and your noble self, |
| 77831 | I am sure, is sent for. |
| 77832 | BRABANTIO. How? The Duke in c... |
| 77833 | In this time of the night? Bring him away; |
| 77834 | Mine's not an idle cause. The Duke himself, |
| 77835 | Or any of my brothers of the state, |
| 77836 | Cannot but feel this wrong as 'twere their... |
| 77837 | For if such actions may have passage free, |
| 77838 | Bond slaves and pagans shall our statesmen... |
| 77839 | SCENE III. |
| 77840 | A council chamber. The Duke and Senators sitti... |
| 77841 | Officers attending. |
| 77842 | DUKE. There is no composition in these news |
| 77843 | That gives them credit. |
| 77844 | FIRST SENATOR. Indeed they are di... |
| 77845 | My letters say a hundred and seven galleys. |
| 77846 | DUKE. And mine, a hundred and forty. |
| 77847 | SECOND SENATOR. And min... |
| 77848 | But though they jump not on a just account- |
| 77849 | As in these cases, where the aim reports, |
| 77850 | 'Tis oft with difference- yet do they all ... |
| 77851 | A Turkish fleet, and bearing up to Cyprus. |
| 77852 | DUKE. Nay, it is possible enough to judgement. |
| 77853 | I do not so secure me in the error, |
| 77854 | But the main article I do approve |
| 77855 | In fearful sense. |
| 77856 | SAILOR. [Within.] What, ho! What, ho! What, ho! |
| 77857 | FIRST OFFICER. A messenger from the galleys. |
| 77858 | Enter Sailor. |
| 77859 | DUKE. Now, wh... |
| 77860 | SAILOR. The Turkish preparation makes for Rh... |
| 77861 | So was I bid report here to the state |
| 77862 | By Signior Angelo. |
| 77863 | DUKE. How say you by this change? |
| 77864 | FIRST SENATOR. This canno... |
| 77865 | By no assay of reason; 'tis a pageant |
| 77866 | To keep us in false gaze. When we consider |
| 77867 | The importancy of Cyprus to the Turk, |
| 77868 | And let ourselves again but understand |
| 77869 | That as it more concerns the Turk than Rho... |
| 77870 | So may he with more facile question bear it, |
| 77871 | For that it stands not in such warlike brace, |
| 77872 | But altogether lacks the abilities |
| 77873 | That Rhodes is dress'd in. If we make thou... |
| 77874 | We must not think the Turk is so unskillful |
| 77875 | To leave that latest which concerns him fi... |
| 77876 | Neglecting an attempt of ease and gain, |
| 77877 | To wake and wage a danger profitless. |
| 77878 | DUKE. Nay, in all confidence, he's not for R... |
| 77879 | FIRST OFFICER. Here is more news. |
| 77880 | Enter a Messenger. |
| 77881 | MESSENGER. The Ottomites, reverend and graci... |
| 77882 | Steering with due course toward the isle o... |
| 77883 | Have there injointed them with an after fl... |
| 77884 | FIRST SENATOR. Ay, so I thought. How many, a... |
| 77885 | MESSENGER. Of thirty sail; and now they do r... |
| 77886 | Their backward course, bearing with frank ... |
| 77887 | Their purposes toward Cyprus. Signior Mont... |
| 77888 | Your trusty and most valiant servitor, |
| 77889 | With his free duty recommends you thus, |
| 77890 | And prays you to believe him. |
| 77891 | DUKE. 'Tis certain then for Cyprus. |
| 77892 | Marcus Luccicos, is not he in town? |
| 77893 | FIRST SENATOR. He's now in Florence. |
| 77894 | DUKE. Write from us to him, post-post-haste ... |
| 77895 | FIRST SENATOR. Here comes Brabantio and the ... |
| 77896 | Enter Brabantio, Othello, Iago, Roderig... |
| 77897 | DUKE. Valiant Othello, we must straight empl... |
| 77898 | Against the general enemy Ottoman. |
| 77899 | [To Brabantio.] I did not see you; welcome... |
| 77900 | We lack'd your counsel and your help tonight. |
| 77901 | BRABANTIO. So did I yours. Good your Grace, ... |
| 77902 | Neither my place nor aught I heard of busi... |
| 77903 | Hath raised me from my bed, nor doth the g... |
| 77904 | Take hold on me; for my particular grief |
| 77905 | Is of so flood-gate and o'erbearing nature |
| 77906 | That it engluts and swallows other sorrows, |
| 77907 | And it is still itself. |
| 77908 | DUKE. Why, what's the ma... |
| 77909 | BRABANTIO. My daughter! O, my daughter! |
| 77910 | ALL. Dead? |
| 77911 | BRABANTIO. ... |
| 77912 | She is abused, stol'n from me and corrupted |
| 77913 | By spells and medicines bought of mounteba... |
| 77914 | For nature so preposterously to err, |
| 77915 | Being not deficient, blind, or lame of sense, |
| 77916 | Sans witchcraft could not. |
| 77917 | DUKE. Whoe'er he be that in this foul procee... |
| 77918 | Hath thus beguiled your daughter of herself |
| 77919 | And you of her, the bloody book of law |
| 77920 | You shall yourself read in the bitter letter |
| 77921 | After your own sense, yea, though our prop... |
| 77922 | Stood in your action. |
| 77923 | BRABANTIO. Humbly I thank your ... |
| 77924 | Here is the man, this Moor, whom now, it s... |
| 77925 | Your special mandate for the state affairs |
| 77926 | Hath hither brought. |
| 77927 | ALL. We are very sorry for't. |
| 77928 | DUKE. [To Othello.] What in your own part ca... |
| 77929 | BRABANTIO. Nothing, but this is so. |
| 77930 | OTHELLO. Most potent, grave, and reverend si... |
| 77931 | My very noble and approved good masters, |
| 77932 | That I have ta'en away this old man's daug... |
| 77933 | It is most true; true, I have married her; |
| 77934 | The very head and front of my offending |
| 77935 | Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my... |
| 77936 | And little blest with the soft phrase of p... |
| 77937 | For since these arms of mine had seven yea... |
| 77938 | Till now some nine moons wasted, they have... |
| 77939 | Their dearest action in the tented field, |
| 77940 | And little of this great world can I speak, |
| 77941 | More than pertains to feats of broil and b... |
| 77942 | And therefore little shall I grace my cause |
| 77943 | In speaking for myself. Yet, by your graci... |
| 77944 | I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver |
| 77945 | Of my whole course of love: what drugs, wh... |
| 77946 | What conjuration, and what mighty magic- |
| 77947 | For such proceeding I am charged withal- |
| 77948 | I won his daughter. |
| 77949 | BRABANTIO. A maiden never bold, |
| 77950 | Of spirit so still and quiet that her motion |
| 77951 | Blush'd at herself; and she- in spite of n... |
| 77952 | Of years, of country, credit, everything- |
| 77953 | To fall in love with what she fear'd to lo... |
| 77954 | It is judgement maim'd and most imperfect, |
| 77955 | That will confess perfection so could err |
| 77956 | Against all rules of nature, and must be d... |
| 77957 | To find out practices of cunning hell |
| 77958 | Why this should be. I therefore vouch again |
| 77959 | That with some mixtures powerful o'er the ... |
| 77960 | Or with some dram conjured to this effect, |
| 77961 | He wrought upon her. |
| 77962 | DUKE. To vouch this is no p... |
| 77963 | Without more certain and more overt test |
| 77964 | Than these thin habits and poor likelihoods |
| 77965 | Of modern seeming do prefer against him. |
| 77966 | FIRST SENATOR. But, Othello, speak. |
| 77967 | Did you by indirect and forced courses |
| 77968 | Subdue and poison this young maid's affect... |
| 77969 | Or came it by request, and such fair question |
| 77970 | As soul to soul affordeth? |
| 77971 | OTHELLO. I do beseech you, |
| 77972 | Send for the lady to the Sagittary, |
| 77973 | And let her speak of me before her father. |
| 77974 | If you do find me foul in her report, |
| 77975 | The trust, the office I do hold of you, |
| 77976 | Not only take away, but let your sentence |
| 77977 | Even fall upon my life. |
| 77978 | DUKE. Fetch Desdemona hi... |
| 77979 | OTHELLO. Ancient, conduct them; you best kno... |
| 77980 | Exeu... |
| 77981 | And till she come, as truly as to heaven |
| 77982 | I do confess the vices of my blood, |
| 77983 | So justly to your grave ears I'll present |
| 77984 | How I did thrive in this fair lady's love |
| 77985 | And she in mine. |
| 77986 | DUKE. Say it, Othello. |
| 77987 | OTHELLO. Her father loved me, oft invited me, |
| 77988 | Still question'd me the story of my life |
| 77989 | From year to year, the battles, sieges, fo... |
| 77990 | That I have pass'd. |
| 77991 | I ran it through, even from my boyish days |
| 77992 | To the very moment that he bade me tell it: |
| 77993 | Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, |
| 77994 | Of moving accidents by flood and field, |
| 77995 | Of hair-breadth 'scapes i' the imminent de... |
| 77996 | Of being taken by the insolent foe |
| 77997 | And sold to slavery, of my redemption thence |
| 77998 | And portance in my travels' history; |
| 77999 | Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, |
| 78000 | Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose hea... |
| 78001 | It was my hint to speak- such was the proc... |
| 78002 | And of the Cannibals that each other eat, |
| 78003 | The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads |
| 78004 | Do grow beneath their shoulders. This to hear |
| 78005 | Would Desdemona seriously incline; |
| 78006 | But still the house affairs would draw her... |
| 78007 | Which ever as she could with haste dispatch, |
| 78008 | She'ld come again, and with a greedy ear |
| 78009 | Devour up my discourse; which I observing, |
| 78010 | Took once a pliant hour, and found good means |
| 78011 | To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart |
| 78012 | That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, |
| 78013 | Whereof by parcels she had something heard, |
| 78014 | But not intentively. I did consent, |
| 78015 | And often did beguile her of her tears |
| 78016 | When I did speak of some distressful stroke |
| 78017 | That my youth suffer'd. My story being done, |
| 78018 | She gave me for my pains a world of sighs; |
| 78019 | She swore, in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas ... |
| 78020 | 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful. |
| 78021 | She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she w... |
| 78022 | That heaven had made her such a man; she t... |
| 78023 | And bade me, if I had a friend that loved ... |
| 78024 | I should but teach him how to tell my story, |
| 78025 | And that would woo her. Upon this hint I s... |
| 78026 | She loved me for the dangers I had pass'd, |
| 78027 | And I loved her that she did pity them. |
| 78028 | This only is the witchcraft I have used. |
| 78029 | Here comes the lady; let her witness it. |
| 78030 | Enter Desdemona, Iago, and Att... |
| 78031 | DUKE. I think this tale would win my daughte... |
| 78032 | Good Brabantio, |
| 78033 | Take up this mangled matter at the best: |
| 78034 | Men do their broken weapons rather use |
| 78035 | Than their bare hands. |
| 78036 | BRABANTIO. I pray you, hear he... |
| 78037 | If she confess that she was half the wooer, |
| 78038 | Destruction on my head, if my bad blame |
| 78039 | Light on the man! Come hither, gentle mist... |
| 78040 | Do you perceive in all this noble company |
| 78041 | Where most you owe obedience? |
| 78042 | DESDEMONA. My noble fat... |
| 78043 | I do perceive here a divided duty. |
| 78044 | To you I am bound for life and education; |
| 78045 | My life and education both do learn me |
| 78046 | How to respect you; you are the lord of duty, |
| 78047 | I am hitherto your daughter. But here's my... |
| 78048 | And so much duty as my mother show'd |
| 78049 | To you, preferring you before her father, |
| 78050 | So much I challenge that I may profess |
| 78051 | Due to the Moor, my lord. |
| 78052 | BRABANTIO. God be with you!... |
| 78053 | Please it your Grace, on to the state affa... |
| 78054 | I had rather to adopt a child than get it. |
| 78055 | Come hither, Moor. |
| 78056 | I here do give thee that with all my heart |
| 78057 | Which, but thou hast already, with all my ... |
| 78058 | I would keep from thee. For your sake, jewel, |
| 78059 | I am glad at soul I have no other child; |
| 78060 | For thy escape would teach me tyranny, |
| 78061 | To hang clogs on them. I have done, my lord. |
| 78062 | DUKE. Let me speak like yourself, and lay a ... |
| 78063 | Which, as a grise or step, may help these ... |
| 78064 | Into your favor. |
| 78065 | When remedies are past, the griefs are ended |
| 78066 | By seeing the worst, which late on hopes d... |
| 78067 | To mourn a mischief that is past and gone |
| 78068 | Is the next way to draw new mischief on. |
| 78069 | What cannot be preserved when Fortune takes, |
| 78070 | Patience her injury a mockery makes. |
| 78071 | The robb'd that smiles steals something fr... |
| 78072 | He robs himself that spends a bootless gri... |
| 78073 | BRABANTIO. So let the Turk of Cyprus us begu... |
| 78074 | We lose it not so long as we can smile. |
| 78075 | He bears the sentence well, that nothing b... |
| 78076 | But the free comfort which from thence he ... |
| 78077 | But he bears both the sentence and the sorrow |
| 78078 | That, to pay grief, must of poor patience ... |
| 78079 | These sentences, to sugar or to gall, |
| 78080 | Being strong on both sides, are equivocal. |
| 78081 | But words are words; I never yet did hear |
| 78082 | That the bruised heart was pierced through... |
| 78083 | I humbly beseech you, proceed to the affai... |
| 78084 | DUKE. The Turk with a most mighty preparatio... |
| 78085 | Othello, the fortitude of the place is bes... |
| 78086 | though we have there a substitute of most ... |
| 78087 | yet opinion, a sovereign mistress of effec... |
| 78088 | voice on you. You must therefore be conten... |
| 78089 | of your new fortunes with this more stubbo... |
| 78090 | expedition. |
| 78091 | OTHELLO. The tyrant custom, most grave senat... |
| 78092 | Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war |
| 78093 | My thrice-driven bed of down. I do agnize |
| 78094 | A natural and prompt alacrity |
| 78095 | I find in hardness and do undertake |
| 78096 | These present wars against the Ottomites. |
| 78097 | Most humbly therefore bending to your state, |
| 78098 | I crave fit disposition for my wife, |
| 78099 | Due reference of place and exhibition, |
| 78100 | With such accommodation and besort |
| 78101 | As levels with her breeding. |
| 78102 | DUKE. If you please, |
| 78103 | Be't at her father's. |
| 78104 | BRABANTIO. I'll not have it so. |
| 78105 | OTHELLO. Nor I. |
| 78106 | DESDEMONA. Nor I. I would not there reside |
| 78107 | To put my father in impatient thoughts |
| 78108 | By being in his eye. Most gracious Duke, |
| 78109 | To my unfolding lend your prosperous ear, |
| 78110 | And let me find a charter in your voice |
| 78111 | To assist my simpleness. |
| 78112 | DUKE. What would you, Desdemona? |
| 78113 | DESDEMONA. That I did love the Moor to live ... |
| 78114 | My downright violence and storm of fortunes |
| 78115 | May trumpet to the world. My heart's subdued |
| 78116 | Even to the very quality of my lord. |
| 78117 | I saw Othello's visage in his mind, |
| 78118 | And to his honors and his valiant parts |
| 78119 | Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate. |
| 78120 | So that, dear lords, if I be left behind, |
| 78121 | A moth of peace, and he go to the war, |
| 78122 | The rites for which I love him are bereft me, |
| 78123 | And I a heavy interim shall support |
| 78124 | By his dear absence. Let me go with him. |
| 78125 | OTHELLO. Let her have your voices. |
| 78126 | Vouch with me, heaven, I therefore beg it not |
| 78127 | To please the palate of my appetite, |
| 78128 | Nor to comply with heat- the young affects |
| 78129 | In me defunct- and proper satisfaction; |
| 78130 | But to be free and bounteous to her mind. |
| 78131 | And heaven defend your good souls, that yo... |
| 78132 | I will your serious and great business sca... |
| 78133 | For she is with me. No, when light-wing'd ... |
| 78134 | Of feather'd Cupid seel with wanton dullness |
| 78135 | My speculative and officed instruments, |
| 78136 | That my disports corrupt and taint my busi... |
| 78137 | Let housewives make a skillet of my helm, |
| 78138 | And all indign and base adversities |
| 78139 | Make head against my estimation! |
| 78140 | DUKE. Be it as you shall privately determine, |
| 78141 | Either for her stay or going. The affair c... |
| 78142 | And speed must answer't: you must hence to... |
| 78143 | DESDEMONA. Tonight, my lord? |
| 78144 | DUKE. This night. |
| 78145 | OTHELLO. Wit... |
| 78146 | DUKE. At nine i' the morning here we'll meet... |
| 78147 | Othello, leave some officer behind, |
| 78148 | And he shall our commission bring to you, |
| 78149 | With such things else of quality and respect |
| 78150 | As doth import you. |
| 78151 | OTHELLO. So please your Grace, ... |
| 78152 | A man he is of honesty and trust. |
| 78153 | To his conveyance I assign my wife, |
| 78154 | With what else needful your good Grace sha... |
| 78155 | To be sent after me. |
| 78156 | DUKE. Let it be so. |
| 78157 | Good night to everyone. [To Brabantio.] An... |
| 78158 | If virtue no delighted beauty lack, |
| 78159 | Your son-in-law is far more fair than black. |
| 78160 | FIRST SENATOR. Adieu, brave Moor, use Desdem... |
| 78161 | BRABANTIO. Look to her, Moor, if thou hast e... |
| 78162 | She has deceived her father, and may thee. |
| 78163 | Exeunt Duke, ... |
| 78164 | OTHELLO. My life upon her faith! Honest Iago, |
| 78165 | My Desdemona must I leave to thee. |
| 78166 | I prithee, let thy wife attend on her, |
| 78167 | And bring them after in the best advantage. |
| 78168 | Come, Desdemona, I have but an hour |
| 78169 | Of love, of worldly matters and direction, |
| 78170 | To spend with thee. We must obey the time. |
| 78171 | Exeunt... |
| 78172 | RODERIGO. Iago! |
| 78173 | IAGO. What say'st thou, noble heart? |
| 78174 | RODERIGO. What will I do, thinkest thou? |
| 78175 | IAGO. Why, go to bed and sleep. |
| 78176 | RODERIGO. I will incontinently drown myself. |
| 78177 | IAGO. If thou dost, I shall never love thee ... |
| 78178 | Why, thou silly gentleman! |
| 78179 | RODERIGO. It is silliness to live when to li... |
| 78180 | have we a prescription to die when death i... |
| 78181 | IAGO. O villainous! I have looked upon the w... |
| 78182 | seven years, and since I could distinguish... |
| 78183 | an injury, I never found man that knew how... |
| 78184 | would say I would drown myself for the lov... |
| 78185 | would change my humanity with a baboon. |
| 78186 | RODERIGO. What should I do? I confess it is ... |
| 78187 | but it is not in my virtue to amend it. |
| 78188 | IAGO. Virtue? a fig! 'Tis in ourselves that ... |
| 78189 | Our bodies are gardens, to the which our w... |
| 78190 | that if we will plant nettles or sow lettu... |
| 78191 | up thyme, supply it with one gender of her... |
| 78192 | many, either to have it sterile with idlen... |
| 78193 | industry, why, the power and corrigible au... |
| 78194 | our wills. If the balance of our lives had... |
| 78195 | reason to poise another of sensuality, the... |
| 78196 | our natures would conduct us to most prepo... |
| 78197 | But we have reason to cool our raging moti... |
| 78198 | our unbitted lusts; whereof I take this, t... |
| 78199 | be a sect or scion. |
| 78200 | RODERIGO. It cannot be. |
| 78201 | IAGO. It is merely a lust of the blood and a... |
| 78202 | will. Come, be a man! Drown thyself? Drown... |
| 78203 | puppies. I have professed me thy friend, a... |
| 78204 | thy deserving with cables of perdurable to... |
| 78205 | better stead thee than now. Put money in t... |
| 78206 | the wars; defeat thy favor with an usurped... |
| 78207 | money in thy purse. It cannot be that Desd... |
| 78208 | continue her love to the Moor- put money i... |
| 78209 | to her. It was a violent commencement, and... |
| 78210 | answerable sequestration- put but money in... |
| 78211 | are changeable in their wills- fill thy pu... |
| 78212 | food that to him now is as luscious as loc... |
| 78213 | shortly as acerb as the coloquintida. She ... |
| 78214 | when she is sated with his body, she will ... |
| 78215 | choice. She must have change, she must; th... |
| 78216 | thy purse. If thou wilt needs damn thyself... |
| 78217 | way than drowning. Make all the money thou... |
| 78218 | and a frail vow betwixt an erring barbaria... |
| 78219 | Venetian be not too hard for my wits and a... |
| 78220 | thou shalt enjoy her- therefore make money... |
| 78221 | thyself! It is clean out of the way. Seek ... |
| 78222 | hanged in compassing thy joy than to be dr... |
| 78223 | her. |
| 78224 | RODERIGO. Wilt thou be fast to my hopes, if ... |
| 78225 | IAGO. Thou art sure of me- go, make money. I... |
| 78226 | and I retell thee again and again, I hate ... |
| 78227 | hearted; thine hath no less reason. Let us... |
| 78228 | revenge against him. If thou canst cuckold... |
| 78229 | a pleasure, me a sport. There are many eve... |
| 78230 | which will be delivered. Traverse, go, pro... |
| 78231 | have more of this tomorrow. Adieu. |
| 78232 | RODERIGO. Where shall we meet i' the morning? |
| 78233 | IAGO. At my lodging. |
| 78234 | RODERIGO. I'll be with thee betimes. |
| 78235 | IAGO. Go to, farewell. Do you hear, Roderigo? |
| 78236 | RODERIGO. What say you? |
| 78237 | IAGO. No more of drowning, do you hear? |
| 78238 | RODERIGO. I am changed; I'll go sell all my ... |
| 78239 | IAGO. Thus do I ever make my fool my purse; |
| 78240 | For I mine own gain'd knowledge should pro... |
| 78241 | If I would time expend with such a snipe |
| 78242 | But for my sport and profit. I hate the Moor, |
| 78243 | And it is thought abroad that 'twixt my sh... |
| 78244 | He has done my office. I know not if't be ... |
| 78245 | But I for mere suspicion in that kind |
| 78246 | Will do as if for surety. He holds me well, |
| 78247 | The better shall my purpose work on him. |
| 78248 | Cassio's a proper man. Let me see now- |
| 78249 | To get his place, and to plume up my will |
| 78250 | In double knavery- How, how?- Let's see- |
| 78251 | After some time, to abuse Othello's ear |
| 78252 | That he is too familiar with his wife. |
| 78253 | He hath a person and a smooth dispose |
| 78254 | To be suspected- framed to make women false. |
| 78255 | The Moor is of a free and open nature, |
| 78256 | That thinks men honest that but seem to be... |
| 78257 | And will as tenderly be led by the nose |
| 78258 | As asses are. |
| 78259 | I have't. It is engender'd. Hell and night |
| 78260 | Must bring this monstrous birth to the wor... |
| 78261 | Exit. |
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| 78270 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 78271 | A seaport in Cyprus. An open place near the quay. |
| 78272 | Enter Montano and two Gentlemen. |
| 78273 | MONTANO. What from the cape can you discern ... |
| 78274 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Nothing at all. It is a hig... |
| 78275 | I cannot, 'twixt the heaven and the main, |
| 78276 | Descry a sail. |
| 78277 | MONTANO. Methinks the wind hath spoke aloud ... |
| 78278 | A fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements. |
| 78279 | If it hath ruffian'd so upon the sea, |
| 78280 | What ribs of oak, when mountains melt on t... |
| 78281 | Can hold the mortise? What shall we hear o... |
| 78282 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. A segregation of the Turki... |
| 78283 | For do but stand upon the foaming shore, |
| 78284 | The chidden billow seems to pelt the clouds; |
| 78285 | The wind-shaked surge, with high and monst... |
| 78286 | Seems to cast water on the burning bear, |
| 78287 | And quench the guards of the ever-fixed pole. |
| 78288 | I never did like molestation view |
| 78289 | On the enchafed flood. |
| 78290 | MONTANO. If that the Turkish... |
| 78291 | Be not enshelter'd and embay'd, they are d... |
| 78292 | It is impossible to bear it out. |
| 78293 | Enter a third Gentleman. |
| 78294 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. News, lads! Our wars are done. |
| 78295 | The desperate tempest hath so bang'd the T... |
| 78296 | That their designment halts. A noble ship ... |
| 78297 | Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance |
| 78298 | On most part of their fleet. |
| 78299 | MONTANO. How? Is this true? |
| 78300 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. The ship is here... |
| 78301 | A Veronesa. Michael Cassio, |
| 78302 | Lieutenant to the warlike Moor, Othello, |
| 78303 | Is come on shore; the Moor himself at sea, |
| 78304 | And is in full commission here for Cyprus. |
| 78305 | MONTANO. I am glad on't; 'tis a worthy gover... |
| 78306 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. But this same Cassio, thoug... |
| 78307 | Touching the Turkish loss, yet he looks sa... |
| 78308 | And prays the Moor be safe; for they were ... |
| 78309 | With foul and violent tempest. |
| 78310 | MONTANO. Pray heaven... |
| 78311 | For I have served him, and the man commands |
| 78312 | Like a full soldier. Let's to the seaside,... |
| 78313 | As well to see the vessel that's come in |
| 78314 | As to throw out our eyes for brave Othello, |
| 78315 | Even till we make the main and the aerial ... |
| 78316 | An indistinct regard. |
| 78317 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. Come, let's do so, |
| 78318 | For every minute is expectancy |
| 78319 | Of more arrivance. |
| 78320 | Enter Cassio. |
| 78321 | CASSIO. Thanks, you the valiant of this warl... |
| 78322 | That so approve the Moor! O, let the heavens |
| 78323 | Give him defense against the elements, |
| 78324 | For I have lost him on a dangerous sea. |
| 78325 | MONTANO. I she well shipp'd? |
| 78326 | CASSIO. His bark is stoutly timber'd, and hi... |
| 78327 | Of very expert and approved allowance; |
| 78328 | Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death, |
| 78329 | Stand in bold cure. |
| 78330 | A cry within, "A... |
| 78331 | Enter a fourth Gentleman. |
| 78332 | What noise? |
| 78333 | FOURTH GENTLEMAN. The town is empty; on the ... |
| 78334 | Stand ranks of people, and they cry, "A sa... |
| 78335 | CASSIO. My hopes do shape him for the governor. |
| 78336 | ... |
| 78337 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. They do discharge their sh... |
| 78338 | Our friends at least. |
| 78339 | CASSIO. I pray you, sir, go ... |
| 78340 | And give us truth who 'tis that is arrived. |
| 78341 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. I shall. ... |
| 78342 | MONTANO. But, good lieutenant, is your gener... |
| 78343 | CASSIO. Most fortunately: he hath achieved a... |
| 78344 | That paragons description and wild fame, |
| 78345 | One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens, |
| 78346 | And in the essential vesture of creation |
| 78347 | Does tire the ingener. |
| 78348 | Re-enter second Gentleman. |
| 78349 | How now! who has pu... |
| 78350 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. 'Tis one Iago, ancient to ... |
| 78351 | CASSIO. He has had most favorable and happy ... |
| 78352 | Tempests themselves, high seas, and howlin... |
| 78353 | The gutter'd rocks, and congregated sands, |
| 78354 | Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guiltless k... |
| 78355 | As having sense of beauty, do omit |
| 78356 | Their mortal natures, letting go safely by |
| 78357 | The divine Desdemona. |
| 78358 | MONTANO. What is she? |
| 78359 | CASSIO. She that I spake of, our great capta... |
| 78360 | Left in the conduct of the bold Iago, |
| 78361 | Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts |
| 78362 | A se'nnight's speed. Great Jove, Othello g... |
| 78363 | And swell his sail with thine own powerful... |
| 78364 | That he may bless this bay with his tall s... |
| 78365 | Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's arms, |
| 78366 | Give renew'd fire to our extincted spirits, |
| 78367 | And bring all Cyprus comfort. |
| 78368 | Enter Desdemona, Emilia Iago, Roderigo,... |
| 78369 | O, behold, |
| 78370 | The riches of the ship is come on shore! |
| 78371 | Ye men of Cyprus, let her have your knees. |
| 78372 | Hall to thee, lady! And the grace of heaven, |
| 78373 | Before, behind thee, and on every hand, |
| 78374 | Enwheel thee round! |
| 78375 | DESDEMONA. I thank you, valiant C... |
| 78376 | What tidings can you tell me of my lord? |
| 78377 | CASSIO. He is not yet arrived, nor know I aught |
| 78378 | But that he's well and will be shortly here. |
| 78379 | DESDEMONA. O, but I fear- How lost you compa... |
| 78380 | CASSIO. The great contention of the sea and ... |
| 78381 | Parted our fellowship- But, hark! a sail. |
| 78382 | A cry within, "A sai... |
| 78383 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. They give their greeting t... |
| 78384 | This likewise is a friend. |
| 78385 | CASSIO. See for the news. |
| 78386 | ... |
| 78387 | Good ancient, you are welcome. [To Emilia.... |
| 78388 | Let it not gall your patience, good Iago, |
| 78389 | That I extend my manners; 'tis my breeding |
| 78390 | That gives me this bold show of courtesy. ... |
| 78391 | IAGO. Sir, would she give you so much of her... |
| 78392 | As of her tongue she oft bestows on me, |
| 78393 | You'ld have enough. |
| 78394 | DESDEMONA. Alas, she has no speech. |
| 78395 | IAGO. In faith, too much; |
| 78396 | I find it still when I have list to sleep. |
| 78397 | Marry, before your ladyship I grant, |
| 78398 | She puts her tongue a little in her heart |
| 78399 | And chides with thinking. |
| 78400 | EMILIA. You have little cause to say so. |
| 78401 | IAGO. Come on, come on. You are pictures out... |
| 78402 | Bells in your parlors, wildcats in your ki... |
| 78403 | Saints in your injuries, devils being offe... |
| 78404 | Players in your housewifery, and housewive... |
| 78405 | DESDEMONA. O, fie upon thee, slanderer! |
| 78406 | IAGO. Nay, it is true, or else I am a Turk: |
| 78407 | You rise to play, and go to bed to work. |
| 78408 | EMILIA. You shall not write my praise. |
| 78409 | IAGO. No, l... |
| 78410 | DESDEMONA. What wouldst thou write of me, if... |
| 78411 | praise me? |
| 78412 | IAGO. O gentle lady, do not put me to't, |
| 78413 | For I am nothing if not critical. |
| 78414 | DESDEMONA. Come on, assay- There's one gone ... |
| 78415 | IAGO. Ay, madam. |
| 78416 | DESDEMONA. I am not merry, but I do beguile |
| 78417 | The thing I am by seeming otherwise. |
| 78418 | Come, how wouldst thou praise me? |
| 78419 | IAGO. I am about it, but indeed my invention |
| 78420 | Comes from my pate as birdlime does from f... |
| 78421 | It plucks out brains and all. But my Muse ... |
| 78422 | And thus she is deliver'd. |
| 78423 | If she be fair and wise, fairness and wit, |
| 78424 | The one's for use, the other useth it. |
| 78425 | DESDEMONA. Well praised! How if she be black... |
| 78426 | IAGO. If she be black, and thereto have a wit, |
| 78427 | She'll find a white that shall her blackne... |
| 78428 | DESDEMONA. Worse and worse. |
| 78429 | EMILIA. How if fair and foolish? |
| 78430 | IAGO. She never yet was foolish that was fair, |
| 78431 | For even her folly help'd her to an heir. |
| 78432 | DESDEMONA. These are old fond paradoxes to m... |
| 78433 | alehouse. What miserable praise hast thou ... |
| 78434 | foolish? |
| 78435 | IAGO. There's none so foul and foolish there... |
| 78436 | But does foul pranks which fair and wise o... |
| 78437 | DESDEMONA. O heavy ignorance! Thou praisest ... |
| 78438 | praise couldst thou bestow on a deserving ... |
| 78439 | in the authority of her merit did justly p... |
| 78440 | malice itself? |
| 78441 | IAGO. She that was ever fair and never proud, |
| 78442 | Had tongue at will and yet was never loud, |
| 78443 | Never lack'd gold and yet went never gay, |
| 78444 | Fled from her wish and yet said, "Now I may"; |
| 78445 | She that, being anger'd, her revenge being... |
| 78446 | Bade her wrong stay and her displeasure fly; |
| 78447 | She that in wisdom never was so frail |
| 78448 | To change the cod's head for the salmon's ... |
| 78449 | She that could think and ne'er disclose he... |
| 78450 | See suitors following and not look behind; |
| 78451 | She was a wight, if ever such wight were- |
| 78452 | DESDEMONA. To do what? |
| 78453 | IAGO. To suckle fools and chronicle small beer. |
| 78454 | DESDEMONA. O most lame and impotent conclusi... |
| 78455 | Emilia, though he be thy husband. How say ... |
| 78456 | a most profane and liberal counselor? |
| 78457 | CASSIO. He speaks home, madam. You may relis... |
| 78458 | soldier than in the scholar. |
| 78459 | IAGO. [Aside.] He takes her by the palm; ay,... |
| 78460 | With as little a web as this will I ensnar... |
| 78461 | Cassio. Ay, smile upon her, do; I will gyv... |
| 78462 | courtship. You say true; 'tis so, indeed. ... |
| 78463 | strip you out of your lieutenantry, it had... |
| 78464 | not kissed your three fingers so oft, whic... |
| 78465 | most apt to play the sir in. Very good. We... |
| 78466 | courtesy! 'tis so, indeed. Yet again your ... |
| 78467 | Would they were clyster-pipes for your sak... |
| 78468 | The Moor! I know his trumpet. |
| 78469 | CASSIO. 'Tis truly so. |
| 78470 | DESDEMONA. Let's meet him and receive him. |
| 78471 | CASSIO. Lo, where he comes! |
| 78472 | Enter Othello and Attendants. |
| 78473 | OTHELLO. O my fair warrior! |
| 78474 | DESDEMONA. My dear Othello! |
| 78475 | OTHELLO. It gives me wonder great as my content |
| 78476 | To see you here before me. O my soul's joy! |
| 78477 | If after every tempest come such calms, |
| 78478 | May the winds blow till they have waken'd ... |
| 78479 | And let the laboring bark climb hills of seas |
| 78480 | Olympus-high, and duck again as low |
| 78481 | As hell's from heaven! If it were now to die, |
| 78482 | 'Twere now to be most happy; for I fear |
| 78483 | My soul hath her content so absolute |
| 78484 | That not another comfort like to this |
| 78485 | Succeeds in unknown fate. |
| 78486 | DESDEMONA. The heavens forbid |
| 78487 | But that our loves and comforts should inc... |
| 78488 | Even as our days do grow! |
| 78489 | OTHELLO. Amen to that, sw... |
| 78490 | I cannot speak enough of this content; |
| 78491 | It stops me here; it is too much of joy. |
| 78492 | And this, and this, the greatest discords ... |
| 78493 | That e'er our hearts shall make! |
| 78494 | IAGO. [Aside.] O, you ar... |
| 78495 | But I'll set down the pegs that make this ... |
| 78496 | As honest as I am. |
| 78497 | OTHELLO. Come, let us to the cas... |
| 78498 | News, friends: our wars are done, the Turk... |
| 78499 | How does my old acquaintance of this isle? |
| 78500 | Honey, you shall be well desired in Cyprus; |
| 78501 | I have found great love amongst them. O my... |
| 78502 | I prattle out of fashion, and I dote |
| 78503 | In mine own comforts. I prithee, good Iago, |
| 78504 | Go to the bay and disembark my coffers. |
| 78505 | Bring thou the master to the citadel; |
| 78506 | He is a good one, and his worthiness |
| 78507 | Does challenge much respect. Come, Desdemona, |
| 78508 | Once more well met at Cyprus. |
| 78509 | Exeunt all... |
| 78510 | IAGO. Do thou meet me presently at the harbo... |
| 78511 | be'st valiant- as they say base men being ... |
| 78512 | nobility in their natures more than is nat... |
| 78513 | The lieutenant tonight watches on the cour... |
| 78514 | must tell thee this: Desdemona is directly... |
| 78515 | RODERIGO. With him? Why, 'tis not possible. |
| 78516 | IAGO. Lay thy finger thus, and let thy soul ... |
| 78517 | with what violence she first loved the Moo... |
| 78518 | telling her fantastical lies. And will she... |
| 78519 | prating? Let not thy discreet heart think ... |
| 78520 | fed; and what delight shall she have to lo... |
| 78521 | the blood is made dull with the act of spo... |
| 78522 | again to inflame it and to give satiety a ... |
| 78523 | loveliness in favor, sympathy in years, ma... |
| 78524 | all which the Moor is defective in. Now, f... |
| 78525 | required conveniences, her delicate tender... |
| 78526 | abused, begin to heave the gorge, disrelis... |
| 78527 | very nature will instruct her in it and co... |
| 78528 | choice. Now sir, this granted- as it is a ... |
| 78529 | unforced position- who stands so eminently... |
| 78530 | fortune as Cassio does? A knave very volub... |
| 78531 | conscionable than in putting on the mere f... |
| 78532 | seeming, for the better compass of his sal... |
| 78533 | affection? Why, none, why, none- a slipper... |
| 78534 | finder out of occasions, that has an eye c... |
| 78535 | counterfeit advantages, though true advant... |
| 78536 | itself- a devilish knave! Besides, the kna... |
| 78537 | and hath all those requisites in him that ... |
| 78538 | look after- a pestilent complete knave, an... |
| 78539 | him already. |
| 78540 | RODERIGO. I cannot believe that in her; she'... |
| 78541 | condition. |
| 78542 | IAGO. Blest fig's-end! The wine she drinks i... |
| 78543 | she had been blest, she would never have l... |
| 78544 | pudding! Didst thou not see her paddle wit... |
| 78545 | Didst not mark that? |
| 78546 | RODERIGO. Yes, that I did; but that was but ... |
| 78547 | IAGO. Lechery, by this hand; an index and ob... |
| 78548 | history of lust and foul thoughts. They me... |
| 78549 | lips that their breaths embraced together.... |
| 78550 | Roderigo! When these mutualities so marsha... |
| 78551 | comes the master and main exercise, the in... |
| 78552 | Pish! But, sir, be you ruled by me. I have... |
| 78553 | Venice. Watch you tonight; for the command... |
| 78554 | Cassio knows you not. I'll not be far from... |
| 78555 | occasion to anger Cassio, either by speaki... |
| 78556 | tainting his discipline, or from what othe... |
| 78557 | which the time shall more favorably minist... |
| 78558 | RODERIGO. Well. |
| 78559 | IAGO. Sir, he is rash and very sudden in cho... |
| 78560 | strike at you. Provoke him, that he may; f... |
| 78561 | will I cause these of Cyprus to mutiny, wh... |
| 78562 | come into no true taste again but by the d... |
| 78563 | So shall you have a shorter journey to you... |
| 78564 | I shall then have to prefer them, and the ... |
| 78565 | profitably removed, without the which ther... |
| 78566 | of our prosperity. |
| 78567 | RODERIGO. I will do this, if I can bring it ... |
| 78568 | IAGO. I warrant thee. Meet me by and by at t... |
| 78569 | fetch his necessaries ashore. Farewell. |
| 78570 | RODERIGO. Adieu. ... |
| 78571 | IAGO. That Cassio loves her, I do well belie... |
| 78572 | That she loves him, 'tis apt and of great ... |
| 78573 | The Moor, howbeit that I endure him not, |
| 78574 | Is of a constant, loving, noble nature, |
| 78575 | And I dare think he'll prove to Desdemona |
| 78576 | A most dear husband. Now, I do love her too, |
| 78577 | Not out of absolute lust, though peradvent... |
| 78578 | I stand accountant for as great a sin, |
| 78579 | But partly led to diet my revenge, |
| 78580 | For that I do suspect the lusty Moor |
| 78581 | Hath leap'd into my seat; the thought whereof |
| 78582 | Doth like a poisonous mineral gnaw my inwa... |
| 78583 | And nothing can or shall content my soul |
| 78584 | Till I am even'd with him, wife for wife. |
| 78585 | Or failing so, yet that I put the Moor |
| 78586 | At least into a jealousy so strong |
| 78587 | That judgement cannot cure. Which thing to... |
| 78588 | If this poor trash of Venice, whom I trace |
| 78589 | For his quick hunting, stand the putting on, |
| 78590 | I'll have our Michael Cassio on the hip, |
| 78591 | Abuse him to the Moor in the rank garb |
| 78592 | (For I fear Cassio with my nightcap too), |
| 78593 | Make the Moor thank me, love me, and rewar... |
| 78594 | For making him egregiously an ass |
| 78595 | And practicing upon his peace and quiet |
| 78596 | Even to madness. 'Tis here, but yet confused: |
| 78597 | Knavery's plain face is never seen till us... |
| 78598 | SCENE II. |
| 78599 | A street. |
| 78600 | Enter a Herald with a proclamation; people fol... |
| 78601 | HERALD. It is Othello's pleasure, our noble ... |
| 78602 | that upon certain tidings now arrived, imp... |
| 78603 | perdition of the Turkish fleet, every man ... |
| 78604 | triumph; some to dance, some to make bonfi... |
| 78605 | sport and revels his addiction leads him; ... |
| 78606 | beneficial news, it is the celebration of ... |
| 78607 | was his pleasure should be proclaimed. All... |
| 78608 | there is full liberty of feasting from thi... |
| 78609 | till the bell have told eleven. Heaven ble... |
| 78610 | and our noble general Othello! ... |
| 78611 | SCENE III. |
| 78612 | A hall in the castle. |
| 78613 | Enter Othello, Desdemona, Cassio, and Attendants. |
| 78614 | OTHELLO. Good Michael, look you to the guard... |
| 78615 | Let's teach ourselves that honorable stop, |
| 78616 | Not to outsport discretion. |
| 78617 | CASSIO. Iago hath direction what to do; |
| 78618 | But notwithstanding with my personal eye |
| 78619 | Will I look to't. |
| 78620 | OTHELLO. Iago is most honest. |
| 78621 | Michael, good night. Tomorrow with your ea... |
| 78622 | Let me have speech with you. Come, my dear... |
| 78623 | The purchase made, the fruits are to ensue; |
| 78624 | That profit's yet to come 'tween me and you. |
| 78625 | Good night. |
| 78626 | Exeunt Othello, Des... |
| 78627 | Enter Iago. |
| 78628 | CASSIO. Welcome, Iago; we must to the watch. |
| 78629 | IAGO. Not this hour, lieutenant; 'tis not ye... |
| 78630 | general cast us thus early for the love of... |
| 78631 | us not therefore blame. He hath not yet ma... |
| 78632 | with her, and she is sport for Jove. |
| 78633 | CASSIO. She's a most exquisite lady. |
| 78634 | IAGO. And, I'll warrant her, full of game. |
| 78635 | CASSIO. Indeed she's a most fresh and delica... |
| 78636 | IAGO. What an eye she has! Methinks it sound... |
| 78637 | provocation. |
| 78638 | CASSIO. An inviting eye; and yet methinks ri... |
| 78639 | IAGO. And when she speaks, is it not an alar... |
| 78640 | CASSIO. She is indeed perfection. |
| 78641 | IAGO. Well, happiness to their sheets! Come,... |
| 78642 | stope of wine, and here without are a brac... |
| 78643 | that would fain have a measure to the heal... |
| 78644 | CASSIO. Not tonight, good Iago. I have very ... |
| 78645 | for drinking. I could well wish courtesy w... |
| 78646 | custom of entertainment. |
| 78647 | IAGO. O, they are our friends! But one cup; ... |
| 78648 | CASSIO. I have drunk but one cup tonight, an... |
| 78649 | qualified too, and behold what innovation ... |
| 78650 | unfortunate in the infirmity, and dare not... |
| 78651 | any more. |
| 78652 | IAGO. What, man! 'Tis a night of revels, the... |
| 78653 | CASSIO. Where are they? |
| 78654 | IAGO. Here at the door; I pray you, call the... |
| 78655 | CASSIO. I'll do't, but it dislikes me. ... |
| 78656 | IAGO. If I can fasten but one cup upon him, |
| 78657 | With that which he hath drunk tonight alre... |
| 78658 | He'll be as full of quarrel and offense |
| 78659 | As my young mistress' dog. Now my sick foo... |
| 78660 | Whom love hath turn'd almost the wrong sid... |
| 78661 | To Desdemona hath tonight caroused |
| 78662 | Potations pottle-deep; and he's to watch. |
| 78663 | Three lads of Cyprus, noble swelling spirits, |
| 78664 | That hold their honors in a wary distance, |
| 78665 | The very elements of this warlike isle, |
| 78666 | Have I tonight fluster'd with flowing cups, |
| 78667 | And they watch too. Now, 'mongst this floc... |
| 78668 | Am I to put our Cassio in some action |
| 78669 | That may offend the isle. But here they come. |
| 78670 | If consequence do but approve my dream, |
| 78671 | My boat sails freely, both with wind and s... |
| 78672 | Re-enter Cassio; with him Montano a... |
| 78673 | Servants following with wine. |
| 78674 | CASSIO. 'Fore God, they have given me a rous... |
| 78675 | MONTANO. Good faith, a little one; not past ... |
| 78676 | soldier. |
| 78677 | IAGO. Some wine, ho! |
| 78678 | [Sings.] "And let me the canakin clink, ... |
| 78679 | And let me the canakin clink. |
| 78680 | A soldier's a man; |
| 78681 | O, man's life's but a span; |
| 78682 | Why then let a soldier drink." |
| 78683 | Some wine, boys! |
| 78684 | CASSIO. 'Fore God, an excellent song. |
| 78685 | IAGO. I learned it in England, where indeed ... |
| 78686 | potting. Your Dane, your German, and your ... |
| 78687 | Drink, ho!- are nothing to your English. |
| 78688 | CASSIO. Is your Englishman so expert in his ... |
| 78689 | IAGO. Why, he drinks you with facility your ... |
| 78690 | sweats not to overthrow your Almain; he gi... |
| 78691 | vomit ere the next pottle can be filled. |
| 78692 | CASSIO. To the health of our general! |
| 78693 | MONTANO. I am for it, lieutenant, and I'll d... |
| 78694 | IAGO. O sweet England! |
| 78695 | [Sings.] "King Stephen was and-a worthy ... |
| 78696 | His breeches cost him but a c... |
| 78697 | He held them sixpence all too d... |
| 78698 | With that he call'd the tailo... |
| 78699 | "He was a wight of high renown, |
| 78700 | And thou art but of low degree. |
| 78701 | 'Tis pride that pulls the count... |
| 78702 | Then take thine auld cloak ab... |
| 78703 | Some wine, ho! |
| 78704 | CASSIO. Why, this is a more exquisite song t... |
| 78705 | IAGO. Will you hear't again? |
| 78706 | CASSIO. No, for I hold him to be unworthy of... |
| 78707 | those things. Well, God's above all, and t... |
| 78708 | saved, and there be souls must not be saved. |
| 78709 | IAGO. It's true, good lieutenant. |
| 78710 | CASSIO. For mine own part- no offense to the... |
| 78711 | of quality- I hope to be saved. |
| 78712 | IAGO. And so do I too, lieutenant. |
| 78713 | CASSIO. Ay, but, by your leave, not before m... |
| 78714 | be saved before the ancient. Let's have no... |
| 78715 | our affairs. God forgive us our sins! Gent... |
| 78716 | our business. Do not think, gentlemen, I a... |
| 78717 | ancient, this is my right hand, and this i... |
| 78718 | drunk now; I can stand well enough, and I ... |
| 78719 | ALL. Excellent well. |
| 78720 | CASSIO. Why, very well then; you must not th... |
| 78721 | drunk. ... |
| 78722 | MONTANO. To the platform, masters; come, let... |
| 78723 | IAGO. You see this fellow that is gone before; |
| 78724 | He is a soldier fit to stand by Caesar |
| 78725 | And give direction. And do but see his vice; |
| 78726 | 'Tis to his virtue a just equinox, |
| 78727 | The one as long as the other. 'Tis pity of... |
| 78728 | I fear the trust Othello puts him in |
| 78729 | On some odd time of his infirmity |
| 78730 | Will shake this island. |
| 78731 | MONTANO. But is he often thus? |
| 78732 | IAGO. 'Tis evermore the prologue to his sleep. |
| 78733 | He'll watch the horologe a double set, |
| 78734 | If drink rock not his cradle. |
| 78735 | MONTANO. It were well |
| 78736 | The general were put in mind of it. |
| 78737 | Perhaps he sees it not, or his good nature |
| 78738 | Prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio |
| 78739 | And looks not on his evils. Is not this true? |
| 78740 | Enter Roderigo. |
| 78741 | IAGO. [Aside to him.] How now, Roderigo! |
| 78742 | I pray you, after the lieutenant; go. ... |
| 78743 | MONTANO. And 'tis great pity that the noble ... |
| 78744 | Should hazard such a place as his own second |
| 78745 | With one of an ingraft infirmity. |
| 78746 | It were an honest action to say |
| 78747 | So to the Moor. |
| 78748 | IAGO. Not I, for this fair island. |
| 78749 | I do love Cassio well, and would do much |
| 78750 | To cure him of this evil- But, hark! What ... |
| 78751 | A cr... |
| 78752 | Re-enter Cassio, driving in Ro... |
| 78753 | CASSIO. 'Zounds! You rogue! You rascal! |
| 78754 | MONTANO. What's the matter, lieutenant? |
| 78755 | CASSIO. A knave teach me my duty! But I'll b... |
| 78756 | twiggen bottle. |
| 78757 | RODERIGO. Beat me! |
| 78758 | CASSIO. Dost thou prate, rogue? ... |
| 78759 | MONTANO. Nay, good lieutenant; I pray you, s... |
| 78760 | CASSIO. Let me go, sir, or I'll knock you o'... |
| 78761 | MONTANO. Come, come, you're drunk. |
| 78762 | CASSIO. Drunk? ... |
| 78763 | IAGO. [Aside to Roderigo.] Away, I say; go o... |
| 78764 | ... |
| 78765 | Nay, good lieutenant! God's will, gentlemen! |
| 78766 | Help, ho!- Lieutenant- sir- Montano- sir- |
| 78767 | Help, masters!- Here's a goodly watch indeed! |
| 78768 | ... |
| 78769 | Who's that that rings the bell?- Diablo, ho! |
| 78770 | The town will rise. God's will, lieutenant... |
| 78771 | You will be shamed forever. |
| 78772 | Re-enter Othello and Attend... |
| 78773 | OTHELLO. What is the ma... |
| 78774 | MONTANO. 'Zounds, I bleed still; I am hurt t... |
| 78775 | Faints. |
| 78776 | OTHELLO. Hold, for your lives! |
| 78777 | IAGO. Hold, ho! Lieutenant- sir- Montano- ge... |
| 78778 | Have you forgot all place of sense and duty? |
| 78779 | Hold! the general speaks to you! Hold, hol... |
| 78780 | OTHELLO. Why, how now, ho! from whence arise... |
| 78781 | Are we turn'd Turks, and to ourselves do that |
| 78782 | Which heaven hath forbid the Ottomites? |
| 78783 | For Christian shame, put by this barbarous... |
| 78784 | He that stirs next to carve for his own rage |
| 78785 | Holds his soul light; he dies upon his mot... |
| 78786 | Silence that dreadful bell; it frights the... |
| 78787 | From her propriety. What is the matter, ma... |
| 78788 | Honest Iago, that look'st dead with grieving, |
| 78789 | Speak: who began this? On thy love, I char... |
| 78790 | IAGO. I do not know. Friends all but now, ev... |
| 78791 | In quarter, and in terms like bride and groom |
| 78792 | Devesting them for bed; and then, but now |
| 78793 | (As if some planet had unwitted men), |
| 78794 | Swords out, and tilting one at other's bre... |
| 78795 | In opposition bloody. I cannot speak |
| 78796 | Any beginning to this peevish odds; |
| 78797 | And would in action glorious I had lost |
| 78798 | Those legs that brought me to a part of it! |
| 78799 | OTHELLO. How comes it, Michael, you are thus... |
| 78800 | CASSIO. I pray you, pardon me; I cannot speak. |
| 78801 | OTHELLO. Worthy Montano, you were wont be ci... |
| 78802 | The gravity and stillness of your youth |
| 78803 | The world hath noted, and your name is great |
| 78804 | In mouths of wisest censure. What's the ma... |
| 78805 | That you unlace your reputation thus, |
| 78806 | And spend your rich opinion for the name |
| 78807 | Of a night-brawler? Give me answer to it. |
| 78808 | MONTANO. Worthy Othello, I am hurt to danger. |
| 78809 | Your officer, Iago, can inform you- |
| 78810 | While I spare speech, which something now ... |
| 78811 | Of all that I do know. Nor know I aught |
| 78812 | By me that's said or done amiss this night, |
| 78813 | Unless self-charity be sometimes a vice, |
| 78814 | And to defend ourselves it be a sin |
| 78815 | When violence assails us. |
| 78816 | OTHELLO. Now, by heaven, |
| 78817 | My blood begins my safer guides to rule, |
| 78818 | And passion, having my best judgement coll... |
| 78819 | Assays to lead the way. If I once stir, |
| 78820 | Or do but lift this arm, the best of you |
| 78821 | Shall sink in my rebuke. Give me to know |
| 78822 | How this foul rout began, who set it on, |
| 78823 | And he that is approved in this offense, |
| 78824 | Though he had twinn'd with me, both at a b... |
| 78825 | Shall lose me. What! in a town of war, |
| 78826 | Yet wild, the people's hearts brimful of f... |
| 78827 | To manage private and domestic quarrel, |
| 78828 | In night, and on the court and guard of sa... |
| 78829 | 'Tis monstrous. Iago, who began't? |
| 78830 | MONTANO. If partially affined, or leagued in... |
| 78831 | Thou dost deliver more or less than truth, |
| 78832 | Thou art no soldier. |
| 78833 | IAGO. Touch me not so near: |
| 78834 | I had rather have this tongue cut from my ... |
| 78835 | Than it should do offense to Michael Cassi... |
| 78836 | Yet, I persuade myself, to speak the truth |
| 78837 | Shall nothing wrong him. Thus it is, general. |
| 78838 | Montano and myself being in speech, |
| 78839 | There comes a fellow crying out for help, |
| 78840 | And Cassio following him with determined s... |
| 78841 | To execute upon him. Sir, this gentleman |
| 78842 | Steps in to Cassio and entreats his pause. |
| 78843 | Myself the crying fellow did pursue, |
| 78844 | Lest by his clamor- as it so fell out- |
| 78845 | The town might fall in fright. He, swift o... |
| 78846 | Outran my purpose; and I return'd the rather |
| 78847 | For that I heard the clink and fall of swo... |
| 78848 | And Cassio high in oath, which till tonight |
| 78849 | I ne'er might say before. When I came back- |
| 78850 | For this was brief- I found them close tog... |
| 78851 | At blow and thrust, even as again they were |
| 78852 | When you yourself did part them. |
| 78853 | More of this matter cannot I report. |
| 78854 | But men are men; the best sometimes forget. |
| 78855 | Though Cassio did some little wrong to him, |
| 78856 | As men in rage strike those that wish them... |
| 78857 | Yet surely Cassio, I believe, received |
| 78858 | From him that fled some strange indignity, |
| 78859 | Which patience could not pass. |
| 78860 | OTHELLO. I know, Iago, |
| 78861 | Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter, |
| 78862 | Making it light to Cassio. Cassio, I love ... |
| 78863 | But never more be officer of mine. |
| 78864 | Re-enter Desdemona, attended. |
| 78865 | Look, if my gentle love be not raised up! |
| 78866 | I'll make thee an example. |
| 78867 | DESDEMONA. What's the matter? |
| 78868 | OTHELLO. All's well now, sweeting; come away... |
| 78869 | Sir, for your hurts, myself will be your s... |
| 78870 | Lead him off. ... |
| 78871 | Iago, look with care about the town, |
| 78872 | And silence those whom this vile brawl dis... |
| 78873 | Come, Desdemona, 'tis the soldiers' life. |
| 78874 | To have their balmy slumbers waked with st... |
| 78875 | Exeunt a... |
| 78876 | IAGO. What, are you hurt, lieutenant? |
| 78877 | CASSIO. Ay, past all surgery. |
| 78878 | IAGO. Marry, heaven forbid! |
| 78879 | CASSIO. Reputation, reputation, reputation! ... |
| 78880 | reputation! I have lost the immortal part ... |
| 78881 | remains is bestial. My reputation, Iago, m... |
| 78882 | IAGO. As I am an honest man, I thought you h... |
| 78883 | wound; there is more sense in that than in... |
| 78884 | is an idle and most false imposition; oft ... |
| 78885 | lost without deserving. You have lost no r... |
| 78886 | unless you repute yourself such a loser. W... |
| 78887 | ways to recover the general again. You are... |
| 78888 | mood, a punishment more in policy than in ... |
| 78889 | would beat his offenseless dog to affright... |
| 78890 | to him again, and he's yours. |
| 78891 | CASSIO. I will rather sue to be despised tha... |
| 78892 | commander with so slight, so drunken, and ... |
| 78893 | officer. Drunk? and speak parrot? and squa... |
| 78894 | and discourse fustian with one's own shado... |
| 78895 | spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be... |
| 78896 | thee devil! |
| 78897 | IAGO. What was he that you followed with you... |
| 78898 | What had he done to you? |
| 78899 | CASSIO. I know not. |
| 78900 | IAGO. Is't possible? |
| 78901 | CASSIO. I remember a mass of things, but not... |
| 78902 | quarrel, but nothing wherefore. O God, tha... |
| 78903 | enemy in their mouths to steal away their ... |
| 78904 | with joy, pleasance, revel, and applause, ... |
| 78905 | into beasts! |
| 78906 | IAGO. Why, but you are now well enough. How ... |
| 78907 | recovered? |
| 78908 | CASSIO. It hath pleased the devil drunkennes... |
| 78909 | devil wrath: one unperfectness shows me an... |
| 78910 | frankly despise myself. |
| 78911 | IAGO. Come, you are too severe a moraler. As... |
| 78912 | and the condition of this country stands, ... |
| 78913 | this had not befallen; but since it is as ... |
| 78914 | own good. |
| 78915 | CASSIO. I will ask him for my place again; h... |
| 78916 | drunkard! Had I as many mouths as Hydra, s... |
| 78917 | stop them all. To be now a sensible man, b... |
| 78918 | presently a beast! O strange! Every inordi... |
| 78919 | and the ingredient is a devil. |
| 78920 | IAGO. Come, come, good wine is a good famili... |
| 78921 | well used. Exclaim no more against it. And... |
| 78922 | think you think I love you. |
| 78923 | CASSIO. I have well approved it, sir. I drunk! |
| 78924 | IAGO. You or any man living may be drunk at ... |
| 78925 | tell you what you shall do. Our general's ... |
| 78926 | general. I may say so in this respect, for... |
| 78927 | and given up himself to the contemplation,... |
| 78928 | of her parts and graces. Confess yourself ... |
| 78929 | importune her help to put you in your plac... |
| 78930 | free, so kind, so apt, so blessed a dispos... |
| 78931 | vice in her goodness not to do more than s... |
| 78932 | broken joint between you and her husband e... |
| 78933 | and, my fortunes against any lay worth nam... |
| 78934 | love shall grow stronger than it was before. |
| 78935 | CASSIO. You advise me well. |
| 78936 | IAGO. I protest, in the sincerity of love an... |
| 78937 | CASSIO. I think it freely; and betimes in th... |
| 78938 | the virtuous Desdemona to undertake for me... |
| 78939 | fortunes if they check me here. |
| 78940 | IAGO. You are in the right. Good night, lieu... |
| 78941 | watch. |
| 78942 | CASSIO. Good night, honest Iago. ... |
| 78943 | IAGO. And what's he then that says I play th... |
| 78944 | When this advice is free I give and honest, |
| 78945 | Probal to thinking, and indeed the course |
| 78946 | To win the Moor again? For 'tis most easy |
| 78947 | The inclining Desdemona to subdue |
| 78948 | In any honest suit. She's framed as fruitful |
| 78949 | As the free elements. And then for her |
| 78950 | To win the Moor, were't to renounce his ba... |
| 78951 | All seals and symbols of redeemed sin, |
| 78952 | His soul is so enfetter'd to her love, |
| 78953 | That she may make, unmake, do what she lis... |
| 78954 | Even as her appetite shall play the god |
| 78955 | With his weak function. How am I then a vi... |
| 78956 | To counsel Cassio to this parallel course, |
| 78957 | Directly to his good? Divinity of hell! |
| 78958 | When devils will the blackest sins put on, |
| 78959 | They do suggest at first with heavenly shows, |
| 78960 | As I do now. For whiles this honest fool |
| 78961 | Plies Desdemona to repair his fortune, |
| 78962 | And she for him pleads strongly to the Moor, |
| 78963 | I'll pour this pestilence into his ear, |
| 78964 | That she repeals him for her body's lust; |
| 78965 | And by how much she strives to do him good, |
| 78966 | She shall undo her credit with the Moor. |
| 78967 | So will I turn her virtue into pitch, |
| 78968 | And out of her own goodness make the net |
| 78969 | That shall enmesh them all. |
| 78970 | Enter Roderigo. |
| 78971 | How now, Roder... |
| 78972 | RODERIGO. I do follow here in the chase, not... |
| 78973 | hunts, but one that fills up the cry. My m... |
| 78974 | have been tonight exceedingly well cudgele... |
| 78975 | issue will be, I shall have so much experi... |
| 78976 | so, with no money at all and a little more... |
| 78977 | Venice. |
| 78978 | IAGO. How poor are they that have not patience! |
| 78979 | What wound did ever heal but by degrees? |
| 78980 | Thou know'st we work by wit and not by wit... |
| 78981 | And wit depends on dilatory time. |
| 78982 | Does't not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee, |
| 78983 | And thou by that small hurt hast cashier'd... |
| 78984 | Though other things grow fair against the ... |
| 78985 | Yet fruits that blossom first will first b... |
| 78986 | Content thyself awhile. By the mass, 'tis ... |
| 78987 | Pleasure and action make the hours seem sh... |
| 78988 | Retire thee; go where thou art billeted. |
| 78989 | Away, I say. Thou shalt know more hereafter. |
| 78990 | Nay, get thee gone. [Exit Roderigo.] Two t... |
| 78991 | My wife must move for Cassio to her mistre... |
| 78992 | I'll set her on; |
| 78993 | Myself the while to draw the Moor apart, |
| 78994 | And bring him jump when he may Cassio find |
| 78995 | Soliciting his wife. Ay, that's the way; |
| 78996 | Dull not device by coldness and delay. ... |
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| 79005 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 79006 | Before the castle. |
| 79007 | Enter Cassio and some Musicians. |
| 79008 | CASSIO. Masters, play here, I will content y... |
| 79009 | that's brief; and bid "Good morrow, general." |
| 79010 | Music. |
| 79011 | Enter Clown. |
| 79012 | CLOWN. Why, masters, have your instruments b... |
| 79013 | they speak i' the nose thus? |
| 79014 | FIRST MUSICIAN. How, sir, how? |
| 79015 | CLOWN. Are these, I pray you, wind instruments? |
| 79016 | FIRST MUSICIAN. Ay, marry, are they, sir. |
| 79017 | CLOWN. O, thereby hangs a tail. |
| 79018 | FIRST MUSICIAN. Whereby hangs a tale, sir? |
| 79019 | CLOWN. Marry, sir, by many a wind instrument... |
| 79020 | masters, here's money for you; and the gen... |
| 79021 | music, that he desires you, for love's sak... |
| 79022 | noise with it. |
| 79023 | FIRST MUSICIAN. Well, sir, we will not. |
| 79024 | CLOWN. If you have any music that may not be... |
| 79025 | but, as they say, to hear music the genera... |
| 79026 | care. |
| 79027 | FIRST MUSICIAN. We have none such, sir. |
| 79028 | CLOWN. Then put up your pipes in your bag, f... |
| 79029 | Go, vanish into air, away! ... |
| 79030 | CASSIO. Dost thou hear, my honest friend? |
| 79031 | CLOWN. No, I hear not your honest friend; I ... |
| 79032 | CASSIO. Prithee, keep up thy quillets. There... |
| 79033 | for thee. If the gentlewoman that attends ... |
| 79034 | stirring, tell her there's one Cassio entr... |
| 79035 | of speech. Wilt thou do this? |
| 79036 | CLOWN. She is stirring, sir. If she will sti... |
| 79037 | to notify unto her. |
| 79038 | CASSIO. Do, good my friend. ... |
| 79039 | Enter Iago. |
| 79040 | In happy time, I... |
| 79041 | IAGO. You have not been abed, then? |
| 79042 | CASSIO. Why, no; the day had broke |
| 79043 | Before we parted. I have made bold, Iago, |
| 79044 | To send in to your wife. My suit to her |
| 79045 | Is that she will to virtuous Desdemona |
| 79046 | Procure me some access. |
| 79047 | IAGO. I'll send her to y... |
| 79048 | And I'll devise a mean to draw the Moor |
| 79049 | Out of the way, that your converse and bus... |
| 79050 | May be more free. |
| 79051 | CASSIO. I humbly thank you for't. [Exit Iago... |
| 79052 | A Florentine more kind and honest. |
| 79053 | Enter Emilia. |
| 79054 | EMILIA. Good morrow, good lieutenant. I am s... |
| 79055 | For your displeasure, but all will sure be... |
| 79056 | The general and his wife are talking of it, |
| 79057 | And she speaks for you stoutly. The Moor r... |
| 79058 | That he you hurt is of great fame in Cyprus |
| 79059 | And great affinity and that in wholesome w... |
| 79060 | He might not but refuse you; but he protes... |
| 79061 | And needs no other suitor but his likings |
| 79062 | To take the safest occasion by the front |
| 79063 | To bring you in again. |
| 79064 | CASSIO. Yet, I beseech you, |
| 79065 | If you think fit, or that it may be done, |
| 79066 | Give me advantage of some brief discourse |
| 79067 | With Desdemona alone. |
| 79068 | EMILIA. Pray you, come in. |
| 79069 | I will bestow you where you shall have time |
| 79070 | To speak your bosom freely. |
| 79071 | CASSIO. I am much boun... |
| 79072 | Exeunt. |
| 79073 | SCENE II. |
| 79074 | A room in the castle. |
| 79075 | Enter Othello, Iago, and Gentlemen. |
| 79076 | OTHELLO. These letters give, Iago, to the pi... |
| 79077 | And by him do my duties to the Senate. |
| 79078 | That done, I will be walking on the works; |
| 79079 | Repair there to me. |
| 79080 | IAGO. Well, my good lord, I'... |
| 79081 | OTHELLO. This fortification, gentlemen, shal... |
| 79082 | GENTLEMEN. We'll wait upon your lordship. ... |
| 79083 | SCENE III. |
| 79084 | The garden of the castle. |
| 79085 | Enter Desdemona, Cassio, and Emilia. |
| 79086 | DESDEMONA. Be thou assured, good Cassio, I w... |
| 79087 | All my abilities in thy behalf. |
| 79088 | EMILIA. Good madam, do. I warrant it grieves... |
| 79089 | As if the cause were his. |
| 79090 | DESDEMONA. O, that's an honest fellow. Do no... |
| 79091 | But I will have my lord and you again |
| 79092 | As friendly as you were. |
| 79093 | CASSIO. Bounteous madam, |
| 79094 | Whatever shall become of Michael Cassio, |
| 79095 | He's never anything but your true servant. |
| 79096 | DESDEMONA. I know't: I thank you. You do lov... |
| 79097 | You have known him long; and be you well a... |
| 79098 | He shall in strangeness stand no farther off |
| 79099 | Than in a politic distance. |
| 79100 | CASSIO. Ay, but, lady, |
| 79101 | That policy may either last so long, |
| 79102 | Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet, |
| 79103 | Or breed itself so out of circumstances, |
| 79104 | That I being absent and my place supplied, |
| 79105 | My general will forget my love and service. |
| 79106 | DESDEMONA. Do not doubt that. Before Emilia ... |
| 79107 | I give thee warrant of thy place, assure t... |
| 79108 | If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it |
| 79109 | To the last article. My lord shall never r... |
| 79110 | I'll watch him tame and talk him out of pa... |
| 79111 | His bed shall seem a school, his board a s... |
| 79112 | I'll intermingle everything he does |
| 79113 | With Cassio's suit. Therefore be merry, Ca... |
| 79114 | For thy solicitor shall rather die |
| 79115 | Than give thy cause away. |
| 79116 | Enter Othello and Iago, at a d... |
| 79117 | EMILIA. Madam, here comes my lord. |
| 79118 | CASSIO. Madam, I'll take my leave. |
| 79119 | DESDEMONA. Nay, stay and hear me speak. |
| 79120 | CASSIO. Madam, not now. I am very ill at eas... |
| 79121 | Unfit for mine own purposes. |
| 79122 | DESDEMONA. Well, do your discretion. ... |
| 79123 | IAGO. Ha! I like not that. |
| 79124 | OTHELLO. What dost thou say? |
| 79125 | IAGO. Nothing, my lord; or if- I know not what. |
| 79126 | OTHELLO. Was not that Cassio parted from my ... |
| 79127 | IAGO. Cassio, my lord! No, sure, I cannot th... |
| 79128 | That he would steal away so guilty-like, |
| 79129 | Seeing you coming. |
| 79130 | OTHELLO. I do believe 'twas he. |
| 79131 | DESDEMONA. How now, my lord! |
| 79132 | I have been talking with a suitor here, |
| 79133 | A man that languishes in your displeasure. |
| 79134 | OTHELLO. Who is't you mean? |
| 79135 | DESDEMONA. Why, your lieutenant, Cassio. Goo... |
| 79136 | If I have any grace or power to move you, |
| 79137 | His present reconciliation take; |
| 79138 | For if he be not one that truly loves you, |
| 79139 | That errs in ignorance and not in cunning, |
| 79140 | I have no judgement in an honest face. |
| 79141 | I prithee, call him back. |
| 79142 | OTHELLO. Went he hence now? |
| 79143 | DESDEMONA. Ay, sooth; so humbled |
| 79144 | That he hath left part of his grief with me |
| 79145 | To suffer with him. Good love, call him back. |
| 79146 | OTHELLO. Not now, sweet Desdemona; some othe... |
| 79147 | DESDEMONA. But shall't be shortly? |
| 79148 | OTHELLO. The soone... |
| 79149 | DESDEMONA. Shall't be tonight at supper? |
| 79150 | OTHELLO. No,... |
| 79151 | DESDEMONA. Tomorrow dinner then? |
| 79152 | OTHELLO. I shall not... |
| 79153 | I meet the captains at the citadel. |
| 79154 | DESDEMONA. Why then tomorrow night, or Tuesd... |
| 79155 | On Tuesday noon, or night, on Wednesday morn. |
| 79156 | I prithee, name the time, but let it not |
| 79157 | Exceed three days. In faith, he's penitent; |
| 79158 | And yet his trespass, in our common reason- |
| 79159 | Save that, they say, the wars must make ex... |
| 79160 | Out of their best- is not almost a fault |
| 79161 | To incur a private check. When shall he come? |
| 79162 | Tell me, Othello. I wonder in my soul, |
| 79163 | What you would ask me, that I should deny, |
| 79164 | Or stand so mammering on. What? Michael Ca... |
| 79165 | That came awooing with you, and so many a ... |
| 79166 | When I have spoke of you dispraisingly |
| 79167 | Hath ta'en your part- to have so much to do |
| 79168 | To bring him in! Trust me, I could do much- |
| 79169 | OTHELLO. Prithee, no more. Let him come when... |
| 79170 | I will deny thee nothing. |
| 79171 | DESDEMONA. Why, this is not... |
| 79172 | 'Tis as I should entreat you wear your glo... |
| 79173 | Or feed on nourishing dishes, or keep you ... |
| 79174 | Or sue to you to do a peculiar profit |
| 79175 | To your own person. Nay, when I have a suit |
| 79176 | Wherein I mean to touch your love indeed, |
| 79177 | It shall be full of poise and difficult we... |
| 79178 | And fearful to be granted. |
| 79179 | OTHELLO. I will deny the... |
| 79180 | Whereon, I do beseech thee, grant me this, |
| 79181 | To leave me but a little to myself. |
| 79182 | DESDEMONA. Shall I deny you? No. Farewell, m... |
| 79183 | OTHELLO. Farewell, my Desdemona; I'll come t... |
| 79184 | DESDEMONA. Emilia, come. Be as your fancies ... |
| 79185 | Whate'er you be, I am obedient. |
| 79186 | Exeun... |
| 79187 | OTHELLO. Excellent wretch! Perdition catch m... |
| 79188 | But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, |
| 79189 | Chaos is come again. |
| 79190 | IAGO. My noble lord- |
| 79191 | OTHELLO. What dost thou say, Iago? |
| 79192 | IAGO. Did Michael Cassio, when you woo'd my ... |
| 79193 | Know of your love? |
| 79194 | OTHELLO. He did, from first to last. Why dos... |
| 79195 | IAGO. But for a satisfaction of my thought; |
| 79196 | No further harm. |
| 79197 | OTHELLO. Why of thy thought, Iago? |
| 79198 | IAGO. I did not think he had been acquainted... |
| 79199 | OTHELLO. O, yes, and went between us very oft. |
| 79200 | IAGO. Indeed! |
| 79201 | OTHELLO. Indeed? ay, indeed. Discern'st thou... |
| 79202 | Is he not honest? |
| 79203 | IAGO. Honest, my lord? |
| 79204 | OTHELLO. Honest? Ay, honest. |
| 79205 | IAGO. My lord, for aught I know. |
| 79206 | OTHELLO. What dost thou think? |
| 79207 | IAGO. Think, my lord? |
| 79208 | OTHELLO. Think, my lord? By heaven, he echoe... |
| 79209 | As if there were some monster in his thought |
| 79210 | Too hideous to be shown. Thou dost mean so... |
| 79211 | I heard thee say even now, thou like'st no... |
| 79212 | When Cassio left my wife. What didst not l... |
| 79213 | And when I told thee he was of my counsel |
| 79214 | In my whole course of wooing, thou criedst... |
| 79215 | And didst contract and purse thy brow toge... |
| 79216 | As if thou then hadst shut up in thy brain |
| 79217 | Some horrible conceit. If thou dost love me, |
| 79218 | Show me thy thought. |
| 79219 | IAGO. My lord, you know I love you. |
| 79220 | OTHELLO. I think ... |
| 79221 | And for I know thou'rt full of love and ho... |
| 79222 | And weigh'st thy words before thou givest ... |
| 79223 | Therefore these stops of thine fright me t... |
| 79224 | For such things in a false disloyal knave |
| 79225 | Are tricks of custom; but in a man that's ... |
| 79226 | They're close dilations, working from the ... |
| 79227 | That passion cannot rule. |
| 79228 | IAGO. For Michael Cassio, |
| 79229 | I dare be sworn I think that he is honest. |
| 79230 | OTHELLO. I think so too. |
| 79231 | IAGO. Men should be what ... |
| 79232 | Or those that be not, would they might see... |
| 79233 | OTHELLO. Certain, men should be what they seem. |
| 79234 | IAGO. Why then I think Cassio's an honest man. |
| 79235 | OTHELLO. Nay, yet there's more in this. |
| 79236 | I prithee, speak to me as to thy thinkings, |
| 79237 | As thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst ... |
| 79238 | The worst of words. |
| 79239 | IAGO. Good my lord, pardon me; |
| 79240 | Though I am bound to every act of duty, |
| 79241 | I am not bound to that all slaves are free... |
| 79242 | Utter my thoughts? Why, say they are vile ... |
| 79243 | As where's that palace whereinto foul things |
| 79244 | Sometimes intrude not? Who has a breast so... |
| 79245 | But some uncleanly apprehensions |
| 79246 | Keep leets and law-days, and in session sit |
| 79247 | With meditations lawful? |
| 79248 | OTHELLO. Thou dost conspire against thy frie... |
| 79249 | If thou but think'st him wrong'd and makes... |
| 79250 | A stranger to thy thoughts. |
| 79251 | IAGO. I do beseech you- |
| 79252 | Though I perchance am vicious in my guess, |
| 79253 | As, I confess, it is my nature's plague |
| 79254 | To spy into abuses, and oft my jealousy |
| 79255 | Shapes faults that are not- that your wisd... |
| 79256 | From one that so imperfectly conceits, |
| 79257 | Would take no notice, nor build yourself a... |
| 79258 | Out of his scattering and unsure observance. |
| 79259 | It were not for your quiet nor your good, |
| 79260 | Nor for my manhood, honesty, or wisdom, |
| 79261 | To let you know my thoughts. |
| 79262 | OTHELLO. What dost tho... |
| 79263 | IAGO. Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, |
| 79264 | Is the immediate jewel of their souls. |
| 79265 | Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis som... |
| 79266 | 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave t... |
| 79267 | But he that filches from me my good name |
| 79268 | Robs me of that which not enriches him |
| 79269 | And makes me poor indeed. |
| 79270 | OTHELLO. By heaven, I'll know thy thoughts. |
| 79271 | IAGO. You cannot, if my heart were in your h... |
| 79272 | Nor shall not, whilst 'tis in my custody. |
| 79273 | OTHELLO. Ha! |
| 79274 | IAGO. O, beware, my lord, of jealousy! |
| 79275 | It is the green-eyed monster, which doth mock |
| 79276 | The meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives i... |
| 79277 | Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wr... |
| 79278 | But O, what damned minutes tells he o'er |
| 79279 | Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet stron... |
| 79280 | OTHELLO. O misery! |
| 79281 | IAGO. Poor and content is rich, and rich eno... |
| 79282 | But riches fineless is as poor as winter |
| 79283 | To him that ever fears he shall be poor. |
| 79284 | Good heaven, the souls of all my tribe defend |
| 79285 | From jealousy! |
| 79286 | OTHELLO. Why, why is this? |
| 79287 | Think'st thou I'ld make a life of jealousy, |
| 79288 | To follow still the changes of the moon |
| 79289 | With fresh suspicions? No! To be once in d... |
| 79290 | Is once to be resolved. Exchange me for a ... |
| 79291 | When I shall turn the business of my soul |
| 79292 | To such exsufflicate and blown surmises, |
| 79293 | Matching thy inference. 'Tis not to make m... |
| 79294 | To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves ... |
| 79295 | Is free of speech, sings, plays, and dance... |
| 79296 | Where virtue is, these are more virtuous. |
| 79297 | Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw |
| 79298 | The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt; |
| 79299 | For she had eyes and chose me. No, Iago, |
| 79300 | I'll see before I doubt; when I doubt, pro... |
| 79301 | And on the proof, there is no more but this- |
| 79302 | Away at once with love or jealousy! |
| 79303 | IAGO. I am glad of it, for now I shall have ... |
| 79304 | To show the love and duty that I bear you |
| 79305 | With franker spirit. Therefore, as I am bo... |
| 79306 | Receive it from me. I speak not yet of proof. |
| 79307 | Look to your wife; observe her well with C... |
| 79308 | Wear your eye thus, not jealous nor secure. |
| 79309 | I would not have your free and noble nature |
| 79310 | Out of self-bounty be abused. Look to't. |
| 79311 | I know our country disposition well; |
| 79312 | In Venice they do let heaven see the pranks |
| 79313 | They dare not show their husbands; their b... |
| 79314 | Is not to leave't undone, but keep't unknown. |
| 79315 | OTHELLO. Dost thou say so? |
| 79316 | IAGO. She did deceive her father, marrying you; |
| 79317 | And when she seem'd to shake and fear your... |
| 79318 | She loved them most. |
| 79319 | OTHELLO. And so she did. |
| 79320 | IAGO. Why, ... |
| 79321 | She that so young could give out such a se... |
| 79322 | To seel her father's eyes up close as oak- |
| 79323 | He thought 'twas witchcraft- but I am much... |
| 79324 | I humbly do beseech you of your pardon |
| 79325 | For too much loving you. |
| 79326 | OTHELLO. I am bound to the... |
| 79327 | IAGO. I see this hath a little dash'd your s... |
| 79328 | OTHELLO. Not a jot, not a jot. |
| 79329 | IAGO. I'faith, I fe... |
| 79330 | I hope you will consider what is spoke |
| 79331 | Comes from my love. But I do see you're mo... |
| 79332 | I am to pray you not to strain my speech |
| 79333 | To grosser issues nor to larger reach |
| 79334 | Than to suspicion. |
| 79335 | OTHELLO. I will not. |
| 79336 | IAGO. Should you do so, my lord, |
| 79337 | My speech should fall into such vile success |
| 79338 | Which my thoughts aim not at. Cassio's my ... |
| 79339 | My lord, I see you're moved. |
| 79340 | OTHELLO. No, not much ... |
| 79341 | I do not think but Desdemona's honest. |
| 79342 | IAGO. Long live she so! and long live you to... |
| 79343 | OTHELLO. And yet, how nature erring from its... |
| 79344 | IAGO. Ay, there's the point, as- to be bold ... |
| 79345 | Not to affect many proposed matches |
| 79346 | Of her own clime, complexion, and degree, |
| 79347 | Whereto we see in all things nature tends- |
| 79348 | Foh, one may smell in such a will most rank, |
| 79349 | Foul disproportion, thoughts unnatural. |
| 79350 | But pardon me. I do not in position |
| 79351 | Distinctly speak of her; though I may fear, |
| 79352 | Her will, recoiling to her better judgement, |
| 79353 | May fall to match you with her country forms, |
| 79354 | And happily repent. |
| 79355 | OTHELLO. Farewell, farewell. |
| 79356 | If more thou dost perceive, let me know more; |
| 79357 | Set on thy wife to observe. Leave me, Iago. |
| 79358 | IAGO. [Going.] My lord, I take my leave. |
| 79359 | OTHELLO. Why did I marry? This honest creatu... |
| 79360 | Sees and knows more, much more, than he un... |
| 79361 | IAGO. [Returning.] My lord, I would I might ... |
| 79362 | To scan this thing no further; leave it to... |
| 79363 | Though it be fit that Cassio have his place, |
| 79364 | For sure he fills it up with great ability, |
| 79365 | Yet, if you please to hold him off awhile, |
| 79366 | You shall by that perceive him and his means. |
| 79367 | Note if your lady strain his entertainment |
| 79368 | With any strong or vehement importunity; |
| 79369 | Much will be seen in that. In the meantime, |
| 79370 | Let me be thought too busy in my fears- |
| 79371 | As worthy cause I have to fear I am- |
| 79372 | And hold her free, I do beseech your honor. |
| 79373 | OTHELLO. Fear not my government. |
| 79374 | IAGO. I once more take my leave. ... |
| 79375 | OTHELLO. This fellow's of exceeding honesty, |
| 79376 | And knows all qualities, with a learned sp... |
| 79377 | Of human dealings. If I do prove her haggard, |
| 79378 | Though that her jesses were my dear hearts... |
| 79379 | I'ld whistle her off and let her down the ... |
| 79380 | To prey at fortune. Haply, for I am black |
| 79381 | And have not those soft parts of conversation |
| 79382 | That chamberers have, or for I am declined |
| 79383 | Into the vale of years- yet that's not much- |
| 79384 | She's gone. I am abused, and my relief |
| 79385 | Must be to loathe her. O curse of marriage, |
| 79386 | That we can call these delicate creatures ... |
| 79387 | And not their appetites! I had rather be a... |
| 79388 | And live upon the vapor of a dungeon, |
| 79389 | Than keep a corner in the thing I love |
| 79390 | For others' uses. Yet, 'tis the plague of ... |
| 79391 | Prerogatived are they less than the base; |
| 79392 | 'Tis destiny unshunnable, like death. |
| 79393 | Even then this forked plague is fated to us |
| 79394 | When we do quicken. Desdemona comes: |
| 79395 | Re-enter Desdemona and Emi... |
| 79396 | If she be false, O, then heaven mocks itself! |
| 79397 | I'll not believe't. |
| 79398 | DESDEMONA. How now, my dear Othel... |
| 79399 | Your dinner, and the generous islanders |
| 79400 | By you invited, do attend your presence. |
| 79401 | OTHELLO. I am to blame. |
| 79402 | DESDEMONA. Why do you speak so ... |
| 79403 | Are you not well? |
| 79404 | OTHELLO. I have a pain upon my forehead here. |
| 79405 | DESDEMONA. Faith, that's with watching; 'twi... |
| 79406 | Let me but bind it hard, within this hour |
| 79407 | It will be well. |
| 79408 | OTHELLO. Your napkin is too little; |
| 79409 | He puts the handkerchief from him,... |
| 79410 | Let it alone. Come, I'll go in with you. |
| 79411 | DESDEMONA. I am very sorry that you are not ... |
| 79412 | Exeunt... |
| 79413 | EMILIA. I am glad I have found this napkin; |
| 79414 | This was her first remembrance from the Moor. |
| 79415 | My wayward husband hath a hundred times |
| 79416 | Woo'd me to steal it; but she so loves the... |
| 79417 | For he conjured her she should ever keep it, |
| 79418 | That she reserves it evermore about her |
| 79419 | To kiss and talk to. I'll have the work ta... |
| 79420 | And give't Iago. What he will do with it |
| 79421 | Heaven knows, not I; |
| 79422 | I nothing but to please his fantasy. |
| 79423 | Re-enter Iago. |
| 79424 | IAGO. How now, what do you here alone? |
| 79425 | EMILIA. Do not you chide; I have a thing for... |
| 79426 | IAGO. A thing for me? It is a common thing- |
| 79427 | EMILIA. Ha! |
| 79428 | IAGO. To have a foolish wife. |
| 79429 | EMILIA. O, is that all? What will you give m... |
| 79430 | For that same handkerchief? |
| 79431 | IAGO. What handkerch... |
| 79432 | EMILIA. What handkerchief? |
| 79433 | Why, that the Moor first gave to Desdemona, |
| 79434 | That which so often you did bid me steal. |
| 79435 | IAGO. Hast stol'n it from her? |
| 79436 | EMILIA. No, faith; she let it drop by neglig... |
| 79437 | And, to the advantage, I being here took't... |
| 79438 | Look, here it is. |
| 79439 | IAGO. A good wench; give it me. |
| 79440 | EMILIA. What will you do with't, that you ha... |
| 79441 | To have me filch it? |
| 79442 | IAGO. [Snatching it.] Why, what is that to you? |
| 79443 | EMILIA. If't be not for some purpose of import, |
| 79444 | Give't me again. Poor lady, she'll run mad |
| 79445 | When she shall lack it. |
| 79446 | IAGO. Be not acknown on't; I have use for it. |
| 79447 | Go, leave me. ... |
| 79448 | I will in Cassio's lodging lose this napkin, |
| 79449 | And let him find it. Trifles light as air |
| 79450 | Are to the jealous confirmations strong |
| 79451 | As proofs of holy writ; this may do someth... |
| 79452 | The Moor already changes with my poison: |
| 79453 | Dangerous conceits are in their natures po... |
| 79454 | Which at the first are scarce found to dis... |
| 79455 | But with a little act upon the blood |
| 79456 | Burn like the mines of sulphur. I did say ... |
| 79457 | Look, where he comes! |
| 79458 | Re-enter Othello. |
| 79459 | Not poppy, nor mandr... |
| 79460 | Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, |
| 79461 | Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep |
| 79462 | Which thou owedst yesterday. |
| 79463 | OTHELLO. Ha, ha, false... |
| 79464 | IAGO. Why, how now, general! No more of that. |
| 79465 | OTHELLO. Avaunt! be gone! Thou hast set me o... |
| 79466 | I swear 'tis better to be much abused |
| 79467 | Than but to know't a little. |
| 79468 | IAGO. How now, my l... |
| 79469 | OTHELLO. What sense had I of her stol'n hour... |
| 79470 | I saw't not, thought it not, it harm'd not... |
| 79471 | I slept the next night well, was free and ... |
| 79472 | I found not Cassio's kisses on her lips. |
| 79473 | He that is robb'd, not wanting what is sto... |
| 79474 | Let him not know't and he's not robb'd at ... |
| 79475 | IAGO. I am sorry to hear this. |
| 79476 | OTHELLO. I had been happy if the general camp, |
| 79477 | Pioners and all, had tasted her sweet body, |
| 79478 | So I had nothing known. O, now forever |
| 79479 | Farewell the tranquil mind! Farewell content! |
| 79480 | Farewell the plumed troop and the big wars |
| 79481 | That make ambition virtue! O, farewell, |
| 79482 | Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill... |
| 79483 | The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing... |
| 79484 | The royal banner, and all quality, |
| 79485 | Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious ... |
| 79486 | And O you mortal engines, whose rude throats |
| 79487 | The immortal Jove's dread clamors counterf... |
| 79488 | Farewell! Othello's occupation's gone! |
| 79489 | IAGO. Is't possible, my lord? |
| 79490 | OTHELLO. Villain, be sure thou prove my love... |
| 79491 | Be sure of it. Give me the ocular proof; |
| 79492 | Or, by the worth of man's eternal soul, |
| 79493 | Thou hadst been better have been born a dog |
| 79494 | Than answer my waked wrath! |
| 79495 | IAGO. Is't come to t... |
| 79496 | OTHELLO. Make me to see't; or at the least s... |
| 79497 | That the probation bear no hinge nor loop |
| 79498 | To hang a doubt on; or woe upon thy life! |
| 79499 | IAGO. My noble lord- |
| 79500 | OTHELLO. If thou dost slander her and tortur... |
| 79501 | Never pray more; abandon all remorse; |
| 79502 | On horror's head horrors accumulate; |
| 79503 | Do deeds to make heaven weep, all earth am... |
| 79504 | For nothing canst thou to damnation add |
| 79505 | Greater than that. |
| 79506 | IAGO. O grace! O heaven defen... |
| 79507 | Are you a man? have you a soul or sense? |
| 79508 | God be wi' you; take mine office. O wretch... |
| 79509 | That livest to make thine honesty a vice! |
| 79510 | O monstrous world! Take note, take note, O... |
| 79511 | To be direct and honest is not safe. |
| 79512 | I thank you for this profit, and from hence |
| 79513 | I'll love no friend sith love breeds such ... |
| 79514 | OTHELLO. Nay, stay; thou shouldst be honest. |
| 79515 | IAGO. I should be wise; for honesty's a fool, |
| 79516 | And loses that it works for. |
| 79517 | OTHELLO. By the world, |
| 79518 | I think my wife be honest, and think she i... |
| 79519 | I think that thou art just, and think thou... |
| 79520 | I'll have some proof. Her name, that was a... |
| 79521 | As Dian's visage, is now begrimed and black |
| 79522 | As mine own face. If there be cords or kni... |
| 79523 | Poison or fire, or suffocating streams, |
| 79524 | I'll not endure it. Would I were satisfied! |
| 79525 | IAGO. I see, sir, you are eaten up with pass... |
| 79526 | I do repent me that I put it to you. |
| 79527 | You would be satisfied? |
| 79528 | OTHELLO. Would? Nay, I will. |
| 79529 | IAGO. And may. But, how? how satisfied, my l... |
| 79530 | Would you, the supervisor, grossly gape on? |
| 79531 | Behold her topp'd? |
| 79532 | OTHELLO. Death and damnation! O! |
| 79533 | IAGO. It were a tedious difficulty, I think, |
| 79534 | To bring them to that prospect. Damn them ... |
| 79535 | If ever mortal eyes do see them bolster |
| 79536 | More than their own! What then? how then? |
| 79537 | What shall I say? Where's satisfaction? |
| 79538 | It is impossible you should see this |
| 79539 | Were they as prime as goats, as hot as mon... |
| 79540 | As salt as wolves in pride, and fools as g... |
| 79541 | As ignorance made drunk. But yet, I say, |
| 79542 | If imputation and strong circumstances, |
| 79543 | Which lead directly to the door of truth, |
| 79544 | Will give you satisfaction, you may have't. |
| 79545 | OTHELLO. Give me a living reason she's dislo... |
| 79546 | IAGO. I do not like the office; |
| 79547 | But sith I am enter'd in this cause so far, |
| 79548 | Prick'd to't by foolish honesty and love, |
| 79549 | I will go on. I lay with Cassio lately |
| 79550 | And, being troubled with a raging tooth, |
| 79551 | I could not sleep. |
| 79552 | There are a kind of men so loose of soul, |
| 79553 | That in their sleeps will mutter their aff... |
| 79554 | One of this kind is Cassio. |
| 79555 | In sleep I heard him say, "Sweet Desdemona, |
| 79556 | Let us be wary, let us hide our loves"; |
| 79557 | And then, sir, would he gripe and wring my... |
| 79558 | Cry, "O sweet creature!" and then kiss me ... |
| 79559 | As if he pluck'd up kisses by the roots, |
| 79560 | That grew upon my lips; then laid his leg |
| 79561 | Over my thigh, and sigh'd and kiss'd; and ... |
| 79562 | Cried, "Cursed fate that gave thee to the ... |
| 79563 | OTHELLO. O monstrous! monstrous! |
| 79564 | IAGO. Nay, this w... |
| 79565 | OTHELLO. But this denoted a foregone conclus... |
| 79566 | 'Tis a shrewd doubt, though it be but a dr... |
| 79567 | IAGO. And this may help to thicken other proofs |
| 79568 | That do demonstrate thinly. |
| 79569 | OTHELLO. I'll tear her ... |
| 79570 | IAGO. Nay, but be wise; yet we see nothing d... |
| 79571 | She may be honest yet. Tell me but this; |
| 79572 | Have you not sometimes seen a handkerchief |
| 79573 | Spotted with strawberries in your wife's h... |
| 79574 | OTHELLO. I gave her such a one; 'twas my fir... |
| 79575 | IAGO. I know not that; but such a handkerchief- |
| 79576 | I am sure it was your wife's- did I today |
| 79577 | See Cassio wipe his beard with. |
| 79578 | OTHELLO. If it be t... |
| 79579 | IAGO. If it be that, or any that was hers, |
| 79580 | It speaks against her with the other proofs. |
| 79581 | OTHELLO. O, that the slave had forty thousan... |
| 79582 | One is too poor, too weak for my revenge. |
| 79583 | Now do I see 'tis true. Look here, Iago, |
| 79584 | All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven. |
| 79585 | 'Tis gone. |
| 79586 | Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow hell! |
| 79587 | Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted th... |
| 79588 | To tyrannous hate! Swell, bosom, with thy ... |
| 79589 | For 'tis of aspics' tongues! |
| 79590 | IAGO. Yet be content. |
| 79591 | OTHELLO. O, blood, blood, blood! |
| 79592 | IAGO. Patience, I say; your mind perhaps may... |
| 79593 | OTHELLO. Never, Iago. Like to the Pontic Sea, |
| 79594 | Whose icy current and compulsive course |
| 79595 | Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on |
| 79596 | To the Propontic and the Hellespont, |
| 79597 | Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent p... |
| 79598 | Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble... |
| 79599 | Till that a capable and wide revenge |
| 79600 | Swallow them up. Now, by yond marble heaven, |
| 79601 | In the due reverence of a sacred vow ... |
| 79602 | I here engage my words. |
| 79603 | IAGO. Do not rise yet. ... |
| 79604 | Witness, you ever-burning lights above, |
| 79605 | You elements that clip us round about, |
| 79606 | Witness that here Iago doth give up |
| 79607 | The execution of his wit, hands, heart, |
| 79608 | To wrong'd Othello's service! Let him comm... |
| 79609 | And to obey shall be in me remorse, |
| 79610 | What bloody business ever. ... |
| 79611 | OTHELLO. I greet thy love, |
| 79612 | Not with vain thanks, but with acceptance ... |
| 79613 | And will upon the instant put thee to't: |
| 79614 | Within these three days let me hear thee s... |
| 79615 | That Cassio's not alive. |
| 79616 | IAGO. My friend is dead, 'tis done at your r... |
| 79617 | But let her live. |
| 79618 | OTHELLO. Damn her, lewd minx! O, ... |
| 79619 | Come, go with me apart; I will withdraw, |
| 79620 | To furnish me with some swift means of death |
| 79621 | For the fair devil. Now art thou my lieute... |
| 79622 | IAGO. I am your own forever. ... |
| 79623 | SCENE IV. |
| 79624 | Before the castle. |
| 79625 | Enter Desdemona, Emilia, and Clown. |
| 79626 | DESDEMONA. Do you know, sirrah, where Lieute... |
| 79627 | CLOWN. I dare not say he lies anywhere. |
| 79628 | DESDEMONA. Why, man? |
| 79629 | CLOWN. He's a soldier; and for one to say a ... |
| 79630 | stabbing. |
| 79631 | DESDEMONA. Go to! Where lodges he? |
| 79632 | CLOWN. To tell you where he lodges, is to te... |
| 79633 | DESDEMONA. Can anything be made of this? |
| 79634 | CLOWN. I know not where he lodges, and for m... |
| 79635 | and say he lies here or he lies there, wer... |
| 79636 | throat. |
| 79637 | DESDEMONA. Can you inquire him out and be ed... |
| 79638 | CLOWN. I will catechize the world for him; t... |
| 79639 | and by them answer. |
| 79640 | DESDEMONA. Seek him, bid him come hither. Te... |
| 79641 | lord on his behalf and hope all will be well. |
| 79642 | CLOWN. To do this is within the compass of m... |
| 79643 | I will attempt the doing it. ... |
| 79644 | DESDEMONA. Where should I lose that handkerc... |
| 79645 | EMILIA. I know not, madam. |
| 79646 | DESDEMONA. Believe me, I had rather have los... |
| 79647 | Full of crusadoes; and, but my noble Moor |
| 79648 | Is true of mind and made of no such baseness |
| 79649 | As jealous creatures are, it were enough |
| 79650 | To put him to ill thinking. |
| 79651 | EMILIA. Is he not jeal... |
| 79652 | DESDEMONA. Who, he? I think the sun where he... |
| 79653 | Drew all such humors from him. |
| 79654 | EMILIA. Look, where... |
| 79655 | DESDEMONA. I will not leave him now till Cassio |
| 79656 | Be call'd to him. |
| 79657 | Enter Othello. |
| 79658 | How is't with you, my lord? |
| 79659 | OTHELLO. Well, my good lady. [Aside.] O, har... |
| 79660 | How do you, Desdemona? |
| 79661 | DESDEMONA. Well, my good lord. |
| 79662 | OTHELLO. Give me your hand. This hand is moi... |
| 79663 | DESDEMONA. It yet has felt no age nor known ... |
| 79664 | OTHELLO. This argues fruitfulness and libera... |
| 79665 | Hot, hot, and moist. This hand of yours re... |
| 79666 | A sequester from liberty, fasting, and pra... |
| 79667 | Much castigation, exercise devout, |
| 79668 | For here's a young and sweating devil here |
| 79669 | That commonly rebels. 'Tis a good hand, |
| 79670 | A frank one. |
| 79671 | DESDEMONA. You may, indeed, say so; |
| 79672 | For 'twas that hand that gave away my heart. |
| 79673 | OTHELLO. A liberal hand. The hearts of old g... |
| 79674 | But our new heraldry is hands, not hearts. |
| 79675 | DESDEMONA. I cannot speak of this. Come now,... |
| 79676 | OTHELLO. What promise, chuck? |
| 79677 | DESDEMONA. I have sent to bid Cassio come sp... |
| 79678 | OTHELLO. I have a salt and sorry rheum offen... |
| 79679 | Lend me thy handkerchief. |
| 79680 | DESDEMONA. Here, my lord. |
| 79681 | OTHELLO. That which I gave you. |
| 79682 | DESDEMONA. I have it not about me. |
| 79683 | OTHELLO. Not? |
| 79684 | DESDEMONA. No, faith, my lord. |
| 79685 | OTHELLO. That's a fault. That handkerchief |
| 79686 | Did an Egyptian to my mother give; |
| 79687 | She was a charmer, and could almost read |
| 79688 | The thoughts of people. She told her, whil... |
| 79689 | 'Twould make her amiable and subdue my father |
| 79690 | Entirely to her love, but if she lost it |
| 79691 | Or made a gift of it, my father's eye |
| 79692 | Should hold her loathed and his spirits sh... |
| 79693 | After new fancies. She dying gave it me, |
| 79694 | And bid me, when my fate would have me wive, |
| 79695 | To give it her. I did so, and take heed on't; |
| 79696 | Make it a darling like your precious eye; |
| 79697 | To lose't or give't away were such perdition |
| 79698 | As nothing else could match. |
| 79699 | DESDEMONA. Is't possible? |
| 79700 | OTHELLO. 'Tis true; there's magic in the web... |
| 79701 | A sibyl, that had number'd in the world |
| 79702 | The sun to course two hundred compasses, |
| 79703 | In her prophetic fury sew'd the work; |
| 79704 | The worms were hallow'd that did breed the... |
| 79705 | And it was dyed in mummy which the skillful |
| 79706 | Conserved of maiden's hearts. |
| 79707 | DESDEMONA. Indeed! is't... |
| 79708 | OTHELLO. Most veritable; therefore look to't... |
| 79709 | DESDEMONA. Then would to God that I had neve... |
| 79710 | OTHELLO. Ha! wherefore? |
| 79711 | DESDEMONA. Why do you speak so startingly an... |
| 79712 | OTHELLO. Is't lost? is't gone? speak, is it ... |
| 79713 | DESDEMONA. Heaven bless us! |
| 79714 | OTHELLO. Say you? |
| 79715 | DESDEMONA. It is not lost; but what an if it... |
| 79716 | OTHELLO. How? |
| 79717 | DESDEMONA. I say, it is not lost. |
| 79718 | OTHELLO. Fetch't, let me see it. |
| 79719 | DESDEMONA. Why, so I can, sir, but I will no... |
| 79720 | This is a trick to put me from my suit. |
| 79721 | Pray you, let Cassio be received again. |
| 79722 | OTHELLO. Fetch me the handkerchief, my mind ... |
| 79723 | DESDEMONA. Come, come, |
| 79724 | You'll never meet a more sufficient man. |
| 79725 | OTHELLO. The handkerchief! |
| 79726 | DESDEMONA. I pray, talk me o... |
| 79727 | OTHELLO. The handkerchief! |
| 79728 | DESDEMONA. A man that all hi... |
| 79729 | Hath founded his good fortunes on your love, |
| 79730 | Shared dangers with you- |
| 79731 | OTHELLO. The handkerchief! |
| 79732 | DESDEMONA. In sooth, you are to blame. |
| 79733 | OTHELLO. Away! ... |
| 79734 | EMILIA. Is not this man jealous? |
| 79735 | DESDEMONA. I ne'er saw this before. |
| 79736 | Sure there's some wonder in this handkerch... |
| 79737 | I am most unhappy in the loss of it. |
| 79738 | EMILIA. 'Tis not a year or two shows us a man. |
| 79739 | They are all but stomachs and we all but f... |
| 79740 | They eat us hungerly, and when they are fu... |
| 79741 | They belch us. Look you! Cassio and my hus... |
| 79742 | Enter Cassio and Iago. |
| 79743 | IAGO. There is no other way; 'tis she must d... |
| 79744 | And, lo, the happiness! Go and importune her. |
| 79745 | DESDEMONA. How now, good Cassio! What's the ... |
| 79746 | CASSIO. Madam, my former suit: I do beseech you |
| 79747 | That by your virtuous means I may again |
| 79748 | Exist and be a member of his love |
| 79749 | Whom I with all the office of my heart |
| 79750 | Entirely honor. I would not be delay'd. |
| 79751 | If my offense be of such mortal kind |
| 79752 | That nor my service past nor present sorrows |
| 79753 | Nor purposed merit in futurity |
| 79754 | Can ransom me into his love again, |
| 79755 | But to know so must be my benefit; |
| 79756 | So shall I clothe me in a forced content |
| 79757 | And shut myself up in some other course |
| 79758 | To Fortune's alms. |
| 79759 | DESDEMONA. Alas, thrice-gentle Cas... |
| 79760 | My advocation is not now in tune; |
| 79761 | My lord is not my lord, nor should I know him |
| 79762 | Were he in favor as in humor alter'd. |
| 79763 | So help me every spirit sanctified, |
| 79764 | As I have spoken for you all my best |
| 79765 | And stood within the blank of his displeasure |
| 79766 | For my free speech! You must awhile be pat... |
| 79767 | What I can do I will; and more I will |
| 79768 | Than for myself I dare. Let that suffice you. |
| 79769 | IAGO. Is my lord angry? |
| 79770 | EMILIA. He went hence but now, |
| 79771 | And certainly in strange unquietness. |
| 79772 | IAGO. Can he be angry? I have seen the cannon, |
| 79773 | When it hath blown his ranks into the air |
| 79774 | And, like the devil, from his very arm |
| 79775 | Puff'd his own brother. And can he be angry? |
| 79776 | Something of moment then. I will go meet him. |
| 79777 | There's matter in't indeed if he be angry. |
| 79778 | DESDEMONA. I prithee, do so. ... |
| 79779 | Something sure ... |
| 79780 | Either from Venice or some unhatch'd practice |
| 79781 | Made demonstrable here in Cyprus to him, |
| 79782 | Hath puddled his clear spirit; and in such... |
| 79783 | Men's natures wrangle with inferior things, |
| 79784 | Though great ones are their object. 'Tis e... |
| 79785 | For let our finger ache, and it indues |
| 79786 | Our other healthful members even to that s... |
| 79787 | Of pain. Nay, we must think men are not gods, |
| 79788 | Nor of them look for such observancy |
| 79789 | As fits the bridal. Beshrew me much, Emilia, |
| 79790 | I was, unhandsome warrior as I am, |
| 79791 | Arraigning his unkindness with my soul; |
| 79792 | But now I find I had suborn'd the witness, |
| 79793 | And he's indicted falsely. |
| 79794 | EMILIA. Pray heaven it be state matters, as ... |
| 79795 | And no conception nor no jealous toy |
| 79796 | Concerning you. |
| 79797 | DESDEMONA. Alas the day, I never gave him ca... |
| 79798 | EMILIA. But jealous souls will not be answer... |
| 79799 | They are not ever jealous for the cause, |
| 79800 | But jealous for they are jealous. 'Tis a m... |
| 79801 | Begot upon itself, born on itself. |
| 79802 | DESDEMONA. Heaven keep that monster from Oth... |
| 79803 | EMILIA. Lady, amen. |
| 79804 | DESDEMONA. I will go seek him. Cassio, walk ... |
| 79805 | If I do find him fit, I'll move your suit, |
| 79806 | And seek to effect it to my uttermost. |
| 79807 | CASSIO. I humbly thank your ladyship. |
| 79808 | Exeun... |
| 79809 | Enter Bianca. |
| 79810 | BIANCA. Save you, friend Cassio! |
| 79811 | CASSIO. What make y... |
| 79812 | How is it with you, my most fair Bianca? |
| 79813 | I'faith, sweet love, I was coming to your ... |
| 79814 | BIANCA. And I was going to your lodging, Cas... |
| 79815 | What, keep a week away? seven days and nig... |
| 79816 | Eight score eight hours? and lovers' absen... |
| 79817 | More tedious than the dial eight score times? |
| 79818 | O weary reckoning! |
| 79819 | CASSIO. Pardon me, Bianca. |
| 79820 | I have this while with leaden thoughts bee... |
| 79821 | But I shall in a more continuate time |
| 79822 | Strike off this score of absence. Sweet Bi... |
| 79823 | Gives her De... |
| 79824 | Take me this work out. |
| 79825 | BIANCA. O Cassio, whence ca... |
| 79826 | This is some token from a newer friend. |
| 79827 | To the felt absence now I feel a cause. |
| 79828 | Is't come to this? Well, well. |
| 79829 | CASSIO. Go to, woman! |
| 79830 | Throw your vile guesses in the devil's teeth, |
| 79831 | From whence you have them. You are jealous... |
| 79832 | That this is from some mistress, some reme... |
| 79833 | No, by my faith, Bianca. |
| 79834 | BIANCA. Why, whose is it? |
| 79835 | CASSIO. I know not, sweet. I found it in my ... |
| 79836 | I like the work well. Ere it be demanded- |
| 79837 | As like enough it will- I'ld have it copied. |
| 79838 | Take it, and do't; and leave me for this t... |
| 79839 | BIANCA. Leave you! wherefore? |
| 79840 | CASSIO. I do attend here on the general; |
| 79841 | And think it no addition, nor my wish, |
| 79842 | To have him see me woman'd. |
| 79843 | BIANCA. Why, I pray you? |
| 79844 | CASSIO. Not that I love you not. |
| 79845 | BIANCA. But that yo... |
| 79846 | I pray you, bring me on the way a little, |
| 79847 | And say if I shall see you soon at night. |
| 79848 | CASSIO. 'Tis but a little way that I can bri... |
| 79849 | For I attend here, but I'll see you soon. |
| 79850 | BIANCA. 'Tis very good; I must be circumstan... |
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| 79859 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 79860 | Cyprus. Before the castle. |
| 79861 | Enter Othello and Iago. |
| 79862 | IAGO. Will you think so? |
| 79863 | OTHELLO. Think so, Iago? |
| 79864 | IAGO. What, |
| 79865 | To kiss in private? |
| 79866 | OTHELLO. An unauthorized kiss. |
| 79867 | IAGO. Or to be naked with her friend in bed |
| 79868 | An hour or more, not meaning any harm? |
| 79869 | OTHELLO. Naked in bed, Iago, and not mean harm! |
| 79870 | It is hypocrisy against the devil. |
| 79871 | They that mean virtuously and yet do so, |
| 79872 | The devil their virtue tempts and they tem... |
| 79873 | IAGO. So they do nothing, 'tis a venial slip. |
| 79874 | But if I give my wife a handkerchief- |
| 79875 | OTHELLO. What then? |
| 79876 | IAGO. Why, then, 'tis hers, my lord, and bei... |
| 79877 | She may, I think, bestow't on any man. |
| 79878 | OTHELLO. She is protectress of her honor too. |
| 79879 | May she give that? |
| 79880 | IAGO. Her honor is an essence that's not seen; |
| 79881 | They have it very oft that have it not. |
| 79882 | But for the handkerchief- |
| 79883 | OTHELLO. By heaven, I would most gladly have... |
| 79884 | Thou said'st- O, it comes o'er my memory, |
| 79885 | As doth the raven o'er the infected house, |
| 79886 | Boding to all- he had my handkerchief. |
| 79887 | IAGO. Ay, what of that? |
| 79888 | OTHELLO. That's not so good now. |
| 79889 | IAGO. ... |
| 79890 | If I had said I had seen him do you wrong? |
| 79891 | Or heard him say- as knaves be such abroad, |
| 79892 | Who having, by their own importunate suit, |
| 79893 | Or voluntary dotage of some mistress, |
| 79894 | Convinced or supplied them, cannot choose |
| 79895 | But they must blab- |
| 79896 | OTHELLO. Hath he said anything? |
| 79897 | IAGO. He hath, my lord; but be you well assu... |
| 79898 | No more than he'll unswear. |
| 79899 | OTHELLO. What hath he s... |
| 79900 | IAGO. Faith, that he did- I know not what he... |
| 79901 | OTHELLO. What? what? |
| 79902 | IAGO. Lie- |
| 79903 | OTHELLO. With her? |
| 79904 | IAGO. With her, on her, what yo... |
| 79905 | OTHELLO. Lie with her! lie on her! We say li... |
| 79906 | belie her. Lie with her! 'Zounds, that's f... |
| 79907 | confessions- handkerchief! To confess and ... |
| 79908 | first, to be hanged, and then to confess. ... |
| 79909 | Nature would not invest herself in such sh... |
| 79910 | some instruction. It is not words that sha... |
| 79911 | Noses, ears, and lips. Is't possible? Conf... |
| 79912 | devil! |
| 79913 | ... |
| 79914 | IAGO. Work on, |
| 79915 | My medicine, work! Thus credulous fools ar... |
| 79916 | And many worthy and chaste dames even thus, |
| 79917 | All guiltless, meet reproach. What, ho! My... |
| 79918 | My lord, I say! Othello! |
| 79919 | Enter Cassio. |
| 79920 | How now, Cassio! |
| 79921 | CASSIO. What's the matter? |
| 79922 | IAGO. My lord is fall'n into an epilepsy. |
| 79923 | This is his second fit; he had one yesterday. |
| 79924 | CASSIO. Rub him about the temples. |
| 79925 | IAGO. No, forbear; |
| 79926 | The lethargy must have his quiet course. |
| 79927 | If not, he foams at mouth, and by and by |
| 79928 | Breaks out to savage madness. Look, he stirs. |
| 79929 | Do you withdraw yourself a little while, |
| 79930 | He will recover straight. When he is gone, |
| 79931 | I would on great occasion speak with you. ... |
| 79932 | How is it, general? Have you not hurt your... |
| 79933 | OTHELLO. Dost thou mock me? |
| 79934 | IAGO. I mock you? No, ... |
| 79935 | Would you would bear your fortune like a man! |
| 79936 | OTHELLO. A horned man's a monster and a beas... |
| 79937 | IAGO. There's many a beast then in a populou... |
| 79938 | And many a civil monster. |
| 79939 | OTHELLO. Did he confess it? |
| 79940 | IAGO. Good sir, be a man; |
| 79941 | Think every bearded fellow that's but yoked |
| 79942 | May draw with you. There's millions now alive |
| 79943 | That nightly lie in those unproper beds |
| 79944 | Which they dare swear peculiar. Your case ... |
| 79945 | O, 'tis the spite of hell, the fiend's arc... |
| 79946 | To lip a wanton in a secure couch, |
| 79947 | And to suppose her chaste! No, let me know, |
| 79948 | And knowing what I am, I know what she sha... |
| 79949 | OTHELLO. O, thou art wise; 'tis certain. |
| 79950 | IAGO. Sta... |
| 79951 | Confine yourself but in a patient list. |
| 79952 | Whilst you were here o'erwhelmed with your... |
| 79953 | A passion most unsuiting such a man- |
| 79954 | Cassio came hither. I shifted him away, |
| 79955 | And laid good 'scuse upon your ecstasy; |
| 79956 | Bade him anon return and here speak with me |
| 79957 | The which he promised. Do but encave yourself |
| 79958 | And mark the fleers, the gibes, and notabl... |
| 79959 | That dwell in every region of his face; |
| 79960 | For I will make him tell the tale anew, |
| 79961 | Where, how, how oft, how long ago, and when |
| 79962 | He hath and is again to cope your wife. |
| 79963 | I say, but mark his gesture. Marry, patience, |
| 79964 | Or I shall say you are all in all in spleen, |
| 79965 | And nothing of a man. |
| 79966 | OTHELLO. Dost thou hear, Iago? |
| 79967 | I will be found most cunning in my patience; |
| 79968 | But (dost thou hear?) most bloody. |
| 79969 | IAGO. That's ... |
| 79970 | But yet keep time in all. Will you withdraw? |
| 79971 | ... |
| 79972 | Now will I question Cassio of Bianca, |
| 79973 | A housewife that by selling her desires |
| 79974 | Buys herself bread and clothes. It is a cr... |
| 79975 | That dotes on Cassio, as 'tis the strumpet... |
| 79976 | To beguile many and be beguiled by one. |
| 79977 | He, when he hears of her, cannot refrain |
| 79978 | From the excess of laughter. Here he comes. |
| 79979 | Re-enter Cassio. |
| 79980 | As he shall smile, Othello shall go mad; |
| 79981 | And his unbookish jealousy must construe |
| 79982 | Poor Cassio's smiles, gestures, and light ... |
| 79983 | Quite in the wrong. How do you now, lieute... |
| 79984 | CASSIO. The worser that you give me the addi... |
| 79985 | Whose want even kills me. |
| 79986 | IAGO. Ply Desdemona well, and you are sure o... |
| 79987 | Now, if this suit lay in Bianco's power, |
| 79988 | How quickly should you speed! |
| 79989 | CASSIO. Alas, poor c... |
| 79990 | OTHELLO. Look, how he laughs already! |
| 79991 | IAGO. I never knew a woman love man so. |
| 79992 | CASSIO. Alas, poor rogue! I think, i'faith, ... |
| 79993 | OTHELLO. Now he denies it faintly and laughs... |
| 79994 | IAGO. Do you hear, Cassio? |
| 79995 | OTHELLO. Now he importunes... |
| 79996 | To tell it o'er. Go to; well said, well said. |
| 79997 | IAGO. She gives it out that you shall marry ... |
| 79998 | Do you intend it? |
| 79999 | CASSIO. Ha, ha, ha! |
| 80000 | OTHELLO. Do you triumph, Roman? Do you triumph? |
| 80001 | CASSIO. I marry her! What? A customer! I pri... |
| 80002 | to my wit; do not think it so unwholesome.... |
| 80003 | OTHELLO. So, so, so, so. They laugh that win. |
| 80004 | IAGO. Faith, the cry goes that you shall mar... |
| 80005 | CASSIO. Prithee, say true. |
| 80006 | IAGO. I am a very villain else. |
| 80007 | OTHELLO. Have you scored me? Well. |
| 80008 | CASSIO. This is the monkey's own giving out.... |
| 80009 | will marry her, out of her own love and fl... |
| 80010 | promise. |
| 80011 | OTHELLO. Iago beckons me; now he begins the ... |
| 80012 | CASSIO. She was here even now; she haunts me... |
| 80013 | the other day talking on the sea bank with... |
| 80014 | thither comes the bauble, and, by this han... |
| 80015 | about my neck- |
| 80016 | OTHELLO. Crying, "O dear Cassio!" as it were... |
| 80017 | it. |
| 80018 | CASSIO. So hangs and lolls and weeps upon me... |
| 80019 | me. Ha, ha, ha! |
| 80020 | OTHELLO. Now he tells how she plucked him to... |
| 80021 | that nose of yours, but not that dog I sha... |
| 80022 | CASSIO. Well, I must leave her company. |
| 80023 | IAGO. Before me! look where she comes. |
| 80024 | CASSIO. 'Tis such another fitchew! marry, a ... |
| 80025 | Enter Bianca. |
| 80026 | What do you mean by this haunting of me? |
| 80027 | BIANCA. Let the devil and his dam haunt you!... |
| 80028 | that same handkerchief you gave me even no... |
| 80029 | take it. I must take out the work? A likel... |
| 80030 | you should find it in your chamber and not... |
| 80031 | there! This is some minx's token, and I mu... |
| 80032 | There, give it your hobbyhorse. Wheresoeve... |
| 80033 | out no work on't. |
| 80034 | CASSIO. How now, my sweet Bianca! how now! h... |
| 80035 | OTHELLO. By heaven, that should be my handke... |
| 80036 | BIANCA. An you'll come to supper tonight, yo... |
| 80037 | come when you are next prepared for. ... |
| 80038 | IAGO. After her, after her. |
| 80039 | CASSIO. Faith, I must; she'll rail i' the st... |
| 80040 | IAGO. Will you sup there? |
| 80041 | CASSIO. Faith, I intend so. |
| 80042 | IAGO. Well, I may chance to see you, for I w... |
| 80043 | with you. |
| 80044 | CASSIO. Prithee, come; will you? |
| 80045 | IAGO. Go to; say no more. ... |
| 80046 | OTHELLO. [Advancing.] How shall I murther hi... |
| 80047 | IAGO. Did you perceive how he laughed at his... |
| 80048 | OTHELLO. O Iago! |
| 80049 | IAGO. And did you see the handkerchief? |
| 80050 | OTHELLO. Was that mine? |
| 80051 | IAGO. Yours, by this hand. And to see how he... |
| 80052 | woman your wife! She gave it him, and he h... |
| 80053 | OTHELLO. I would have him nine years akillin... |
| 80054 | woman! a sweet woman! |
| 80055 | IAGO. Nay, you must forget that. |
| 80056 | OTHELLO. Ay, let her rot, and perish, and be... |
| 80057 | she shall not live. No, my heart is turned... |
| 80058 | and it hurts my hand. O, the world hath no... |
| 80059 | She might lie by an emperor's side, and co... |
| 80060 | IAGO. Nay, that's not your way. |
| 80061 | OTHELLO. Hang her! I do but say what she is.... |
| 80062 | needle, an admirable musician. O, she will... |
| 80063 | out of a bear. Of so high and plenteous wi... |
| 80064 | IAGO. She's the worse for all this. |
| 80065 | OTHELLO. O, a thousand, a thousand times. An... |
| 80066 | condition! |
| 80067 | IAGO. Ay, too gentle. |
| 80068 | OTHELLO. Nay, that's certain. But yet the pi... |
| 80069 | O Iago, the pity of it, Iago! |
| 80070 | IAGO. If you are so fond over her iniquity, ... |
| 80071 | offend, for, if it touch not you, it comes... |
| 80072 | OTHELLO. I will chop her into messes. Cuckol... |
| 80073 | IAGO. O, 'tis foul in her. |
| 80074 | OTHELLO. With mine officer! |
| 80075 | IAGO. That's fouler. |
| 80076 | OTHELLO. Get me some poison, Iago, this nigh... |
| 80077 | with her, lest her body and beauty unprovi... |
| 80078 | night, Iago. |
| 80079 | IAGO. Do it not with poison, strangle her in... |
| 80080 | she hath contaminated. |
| 80081 | OTHELLO. Good, good, the justice of it pleas... |
| 80082 | IAGO. And for Cassio, let me be his undertak... |
| 80083 | by midnight. |
| 80084 | OTHELLO. Excellent good. [A trumpet within.]... |
| 80085 | same? |
| 80086 | IAGO. Something from Venice, sure. 'Tis Lodo... |
| 80087 | Come from the Duke. And, see your wife is ... |
| 80088 | Enter Lodovico, Desdemona, and A... |
| 80089 | LODOVICO. God save the worthy general! |
| 80090 | OTHELLO. With ... |
| 80091 | LODOVICO. The Duke and Senators of Venice gr... |
| 80092 | ... |
| 80093 | OTHELLO. I kiss the instrument of their plea... |
| 80094 | Opens... |
| 80095 | DESDEMONA. And what's the news, good cousin ... |
| 80096 | IAGO. I am very glad to see you, signior; |
| 80097 | Welcome to Cyprus. |
| 80098 | LODOVICO. I thank you. How does Lieutenant C... |
| 80099 | IAGO. Lives, sir. |
| 80100 | DESDEMONA. Cousin, there's fall'n between hi... |
| 80101 | An unkind breech; but you shall make all w... |
| 80102 | OTHELLO. Are you sure of that? |
| 80103 | DESDEMONA. My lord? |
| 80104 | OTHELLO. [Reads.] "This fail you not to do, ... |
| 80105 | LODOVICO. He did not call; he's busy in the ... |
| 80106 | Is there division 'twixt my lord and Cassio? |
| 80107 | DESDEMONA. A most unhappy one. I would do much |
| 80108 | To atone them, for the love I bear to Cassio. |
| 80109 | OTHELLO. Fire and brimstone! |
| 80110 | DESDEMONA. My lord? |
| 80111 | OTHELLO. Are you wise? |
| 80112 | DESDEMONA. What, is he angry? |
| 80113 | LODOVICO. May be the let... |
| 80114 | For, as I think, they do command him home, |
| 80115 | Deputing Cassio in his government. |
| 80116 | DESDEMONA. By my troth, I am glad on't. |
| 80117 | OTHELLO. Indeed! |
| 80118 | DESDEMONA. ... |
| 80119 | OTHELLO. I am glad to see you mad. |
| 80120 | DESDEMONA. Why, swee... |
| 80121 | OTHELLO. Devil! ... |
| 80122 | DESDEMONA. I have not deserved this. |
| 80123 | LODOVICO. My lord, this would not be believe... |
| 80124 | Though I should swear I saw't. 'Tis very m... |
| 80125 | Make her amends; she weeps. |
| 80126 | OTHELLO. O devil, devil! |
| 80127 | If that the earth could teem with woman's ... |
| 80128 | Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile. |
| 80129 | Out of my sight! |
| 80130 | DESDEMONA. [Going.] I will not stay to offen... |
| 80131 | LODOVICO. Truly, an obedient lady. |
| 80132 | I do beseech your lordship, call her back. |
| 80133 | OTHELLO. Mistress! |
| 80134 | DESDEMONA. My lord? |
| 80135 | OTHELLO. What would you with her, sir? |
| 80136 | LODOVICO. Who, ... |
| 80137 | OTHELLO. Ay, you did wish that I would make ... |
| 80138 | Sir, she can turn and turn, and yet go on, |
| 80139 | And turn again; and she can weep, sir, weep; |
| 80140 | And she's obedient, as you say, obedient, |
| 80141 | Very obedient. Proceed you in your tears. |
| 80142 | Concerning this, sir- O well-painted passi... |
| 80143 | I am commanded home. Get you away; |
| 80144 | I'll send for you anon. Sir, I obey the ma... |
| 80145 | And will return to Venice. Hence, avaunt! |
| 80146 | ... |
| 80147 | Cassio shall have my place. And, sir, toni... |
| 80148 | I do entreat that we may sup together. |
| 80149 | You are welcome, sir, to Cyprus. Goats and... |
| 80150 | Exit. |
| 80151 | LODOVICO. Is this the noble Moor whom our fu... |
| 80152 | Call all in all sufficient? This the nature |
| 80153 | Whom passion could not shake? whose solid ... |
| 80154 | The shot of accident nor dart of chance |
| 80155 | Could neither graze nor pierce? |
| 80156 | IAGO. He is much... |
| 80157 | LODOVICO. Are his wits safe? Is he not light... |
| 80158 | IAGO. He's that he is. I may not breathe my ... |
| 80159 | What he might be: if what he might he is not, |
| 80160 | I would to heaven he were! |
| 80161 | LODOVICO. What, strike hi... |
| 80162 | IAGO. Faith, that was not so well; yet would... |
| 80163 | That stroke would prove the worst! |
| 80164 | LODOVICO. Is it h... |
| 80165 | Or did the letters work upon his blood, |
| 80166 | And new create this fault? |
| 80167 | IAGO. Alas, alas! |
| 80168 | It is not honesty in me to speak |
| 80169 | What I have seen and known. You shall obse... |
| 80170 | And his own courses will denote him so |
| 80171 | That I may save my speech. Do but go after, |
| 80172 | And mark how he continues. |
| 80173 | LODOVICO. I am sorry that I am deceived in h... |
| 80174 | SCENE II. |
| 80175 | A room in the castle. |
| 80176 | Enter Othello and Emilia. |
| 80177 | OTHELLO. You have seen nothing, then? |
| 80178 | EMILIA. Nor ever heard, nor ever did suspect. |
| 80179 | OTHELLO. Yes, you have seen Cassio and she t... |
| 80180 | EMILIA. But then I saw no harm, and then I h... |
| 80181 | Each syllable that breath made up between ... |
| 80182 | OTHELLO. What, did they never whisper? |
| 80183 | EMILIA. Never... |
| 80184 | OTHELLO. Nor send you out o' the way? |
| 80185 | EMILIA. Never. |
| 80186 | OTHELLO. To fetch her fan, her gloves, her m... |
| 80187 | EMILIA. Never, my lord. |
| 80188 | OTHELLO. That's strange. |
| 80189 | EMILIA. I durst, my lord, to wager she is ho... |
| 80190 | Lay down my soul at stake. If you think ot... |
| 80191 | Remove your thought; it doth abuse your bo... |
| 80192 | If any wretch have put this in your head, |
| 80193 | Let heaven requite it with the serpent's c... |
| 80194 | For if she be not honest, chaste, and true, |
| 80195 | There's no man happy; the purest of their ... |
| 80196 | Is foul as slander. |
| 80197 | OTHELLO. Bid her come hither; g... |
| 80198 | She says enough; yet she's a simple bawd |
| 80199 | That cannot say as much. This is a subtle ... |
| 80200 | A closet lock and key of villainous secrets. |
| 80201 | And yet she'll kneel and pray; I have seen... |
| 80202 | Enter Desdemona with Emilia. |
| 80203 | DESDEMONA. My lord, what is your will? |
| 80204 | OTHELLO. Pray,... |
| 80205 | DESDEMONA. What is your pleasure? |
| 80206 | OTHELLO. Let me see... |
| 80207 | Look in my face. |
| 80208 | DESDEMONA. What horrible fancy's this? |
| 80209 | OTHELLO. [To Emilia.] Some of your function,... |
| 80210 | Leave procreants alone and shut the door; |
| 80211 | Cough, or cry "hem," if anybody come. |
| 80212 | Your mystery, your mystery; nay, dispatch.... |
| 80213 | DESDEMONA. Upon my knees, what doth your spe... |
| 80214 | I understand a fury in your words, |
| 80215 | But not the words. |
| 80216 | OTHELLO. Why, what art thou? |
| 80217 | DESDEMONA. Your wife, my lord, your true and... |
| 80218 | OTHELLO. Come, swear it, damn thyself; |
| 80219 | Lest, being like one of heaven, the devils... |
| 80220 | Should fear to seize thee. Therefore be do... |
| 80221 | Swear thou art honest. |
| 80222 | DESDEMONA. Heaven doth truly k... |
| 80223 | OTHELLO. Heaven truly knows that thou art fa... |
| 80224 | DESDEMONA. To whom, my lord? with whom? how ... |
| 80225 | OTHELLO. O Desdemona! Away! away! away! |
| 80226 | DESDEMONA. Alas the heavy day! Why do you weep? |
| 80227 | Am I the motive of these tears, my lord? |
| 80228 | If haply you my father do suspect |
| 80229 | An instrument of this your calling back, |
| 80230 | Lay not your blame on me. If you have lost... |
| 80231 | Why, I have lost him too. |
| 80232 | OTHELLO. Had it pleased h... |
| 80233 | To try me with affliction, had they rain'd |
| 80234 | All kinds of sores and shames on my bare h... |
| 80235 | Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips, |
| 80236 | Given to captivity me and my utmost hopes, |
| 80237 | I should have found in some place of my soul |
| 80238 | A drop of patience; but, alas, to make me |
| 80239 | A fixed figure for the time of scorn |
| 80240 | To point his slow unmoving finger at! |
| 80241 | Yet could I bear that too, well, very well; |
| 80242 | But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, |
| 80243 | Where either I must live or bear no life; |
| 80244 | The fountain from the which my current runs, |
| 80245 | Or else dries up; to be discarded thence! |
| 80246 | Or keep it as a cistern for foul toads |
| 80247 | To knot and gender in! Turn thy complexion... |
| 80248 | Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cheru... |
| 80249 | Ay, there, look grim as hell! |
| 80250 | DESDEMONA. I hope my noble lord esteems me h... |
| 80251 | OTHELLO. O, ay, as summer flies are in the s... |
| 80252 | That quicken even with blowing. O thou weed, |
| 80253 | Who art so lovely fair and smell'st so sweet |
| 80254 | That the sense aches at thee, would thou h... |
| 80255 | DESDEMONA. Alas, what ignorant sin have I co... |
| 80256 | OTHELLO. Was this fair paper, this most good... |
| 80257 | Made to write "whore" upon? What committed? |
| 80258 | Committed? O thou public commoner! |
| 80259 | I should make very forges of my cheeks, |
| 80260 | That would to cinders burn up modesty, |
| 80261 | Did I but speak thy deeds. What committed! |
| 80262 | Heaven stops the nose at it, and the moon ... |
| 80263 | The bawdy wind, that kisses all it meets, |
| 80264 | Is hush'd within the hollow mine of earth, |
| 80265 | And will not hear it. What committed? |
| 80266 | Impudent strumpet! |
| 80267 | DESDEMONA. By heaven, you do me wr... |
| 80268 | OTHELLO. Are not you a strumpet? |
| 80269 | DESDEMONA. No, as I am... |
| 80270 | If to preserve this vessel for my lord |
| 80271 | From any other foul unlawful touch |
| 80272 | Be not to be a strumpet, I am none. |
| 80273 | OTHELLO. What, not a whore? |
| 80274 | DESDEMONA. No, as I shall b... |
| 80275 | OTHELLO. Is't possible? |
| 80276 | DESDEMONA. O, heaven forgive us! |
| 80277 | OTHELLO. I cry you m... |
| 80278 | I took you for that cunning whore of Venice |
| 80279 | That married with Othello. [Raises his voi... |
| 80280 | That have the office opposite to Saint Peter, |
| 80281 | And keep the gate of hell! |
| 80282 | Re-enter Emilia. |
| 80283 | You, you, ay, you! |
| 80284 | We have done our course; there's money for... |
| 80285 | I pray you, turn the key, and keep our cou... |
| 80286 | EMILIA. Alas, what does this gentleman conce... |
| 80287 | How do you, madam? How do you, my good lady? |
| 80288 | DESDEMONA. Faith, half asleep. |
| 80289 | EMILIA. Good madam, what's the matter with m... |
| 80290 | DESDEMONA. With who? |
| 80291 | EMILIA. Why, with my lord, madam. |
| 80292 | DESDEMONA. Who is thy lord? |
| 80293 | EMILIA. He that is yours... |
| 80294 | DESDEMONA. I have none. Do not talk to me, E... |
| 80295 | I cannot weep, nor answer have I none |
| 80296 | But what should go by water. Prithee, tonight |
| 80297 | Lay on my bed my wedding sheets. Remember, |
| 80298 | And call thy husband hither. |
| 80299 | EMILIA. Here's a chan... |
| 80300 | Exit. |
| 80301 | DESDEMONA. 'Tis meet I should be used so, ve... |
| 80302 | How have I been behaved, that he might stick |
| 80303 | The small'st opinion on my least misuse? |
| 80304 | Re-enter Emilia with Iago. |
| 80305 | IAGO. What is your pleasure, madam? How is't... |
| 80306 | DESDEMONA. I cannot tell. Those that do teac... |
| 80307 | Do it with gentle means and easy tasks. |
| 80308 | He might have chid me so, for in good faith, |
| 80309 | I am a child to chiding. |
| 80310 | IAGO. What's the matter... |
| 80311 | EMILIA. Alas, Iago, my lord hath so bewhored... |
| 80312 | Thrown such despite and heavy terms upon her, |
| 80313 | As true hearts cannot bear. |
| 80314 | DESDEMONA. Am I that name, Iago? |
| 80315 | IAGO. What name, ... |
| 80316 | DESDEMONA. Such as she says my lord did say ... |
| 80317 | EMILIA. He call'd her whore; a beggar in his... |
| 80318 | Could not have laid such terms upon his ca... |
| 80319 | IAGO. Why did he so? |
| 80320 | DESDEMONA. I do not know; I am sure I am non... |
| 80321 | IAGO. Do not weep, do not weep. Alas the day! |
| 80322 | EMILIA. Hath she forsook so many noble matches, |
| 80323 | Her father and her country and her friends, |
| 80324 | To be call'd whore? Would it not make one ... |
| 80325 | DESDEMONA. It is my wretched fortune. |
| 80326 | IAGO. Beshre... |
| 80327 | How comes this trick upon him? |
| 80328 | DESDEMONA. Nay, heaven... |
| 80329 | EMILIA. I will be hang'd, if some eternal vi... |
| 80330 | Some busy and insinuating rogue, |
| 80331 | Some cogging, cozening slave, to get some ... |
| 80332 | Have not devised this slander; I'll be han... |
| 80333 | IAGO. Fie, there is no such man; it is impos... |
| 80334 | DESDEMONA. If any such there be, heaven pard... |
| 80335 | EMILIA. A halter pardon him! And hell gnaw h... |
| 80336 | Why should he call her whore? Who keeps he... |
| 80337 | What place? What time? What form? What lik... |
| 80338 | The Moor's abused by some most villainous ... |
| 80339 | Some base notorious knave, some scurvy fel... |
| 80340 | O heaven, that such companions thou'ldst u... |
| 80341 | And put in every honest hand a whip |
| 80342 | To lash the rascals naked through the world |
| 80343 | Even from the east to the west! |
| 80344 | IAGO. Speak with... |
| 80345 | EMILIA. O, fie upon them! Some such squire h... |
| 80346 | That turn'd your wit the seamy side without, |
| 80347 | And made you to suspect me with the Moor. |
| 80348 | IAGO. You are a fool; go to. |
| 80349 | DESDEMONA. O good Iago, |
| 80350 | What shall I do to win my lord again? |
| 80351 | Good friend, go to him, for by this light ... |
| 80352 | I know not how I lost him. Here I kneel: |
| 80353 | If e'er my will did trespass 'gainst his love |
| 80354 | Either in discourse of thought or actual d... |
| 80355 | Or that mine eyes, mine ears, or any sense, |
| 80356 | Delighted them in any other form, |
| 80357 | Or that I do not yet, and ever did, |
| 80358 | And ever will, though he do shake me off |
| 80359 | To beggarly divorcement, love him dearly, |
| 80360 | Comfort forswear me! Unkindness may do much, |
| 80361 | And his unkindness may defeat my life, |
| 80362 | But never taint my love. I cannot say "who... |
| 80363 | It doth abhor me now I speak the word; |
| 80364 | To do the act that might the addition earn |
| 80365 | Not the world's mass of vanity could make me. |
| 80366 | IAGO. I pray you, be content; 'tis but his h... |
| 80367 | The business of the state does him offense, |
| 80368 | And he does chide with you. |
| 80369 | DESDEMONA. If 'twere no other- |
| 80370 | IAGO. 'Tis but so, I warrant. ... |
| 80371 | Hark, how these instruments summon to supper! |
| 80372 | The messengers of Venice stay the meat. |
| 80373 | Go in, and weep not; all things shall be w... |
| 80374 | Exeun... |
| 80375 | Enter Roderigo. |
| 80376 | How now, Roderigo! |
| 80377 | RODERIGO. I do not find that thou dealest ju... |
| 80378 | IAGO. What in the contrary? |
| 80379 | RODERIGO. Every day thou daffest me with som... |
| 80380 | rather, as it seems to me now, keepest fro... |
| 80381 | than suppliest me with the least advantage... |
| 80382 | no longer endure it; nor am I yet persuade... |
| 80383 | what already I have foolishly suffered. |
| 80384 | IAGO. Will you hear me, Roderigo? |
| 80385 | RODERIGO. Faith, I have heard too much, for ... |
| 80386 | performances are no kin together. |
| 80387 | IAGO. You charge me most unjustly. |
| 80388 | RODERIGO. With nought but truth. I have wast... |
| 80389 | means. The jewels you have had from me to ... |
| 80390 | would half have corrupted a votarist. You ... |
| 80391 | received them and returned me expectations... |
| 80392 | respect and acquaintance; but I find none. |
| 80393 | IAGO. Well, go to, very well. |
| 80394 | RODERIGO. Very well! go to! I cannot go to, ... |
| 80395 | well. By this hand, I say 'tis very scurvy... |
| 80396 | myself fopped in it. |
| 80397 | IAGO. Very well. |
| 80398 | RODERIGO. I tell you 'tis not very well. I w... |
| 80399 | to Desdemona. If she will return me my jew... |
| 80400 | my suit and repent my unlawful solicitatio... |
| 80401 | yourself I will seek satisfaction of you. |
| 80402 | IAGO. You have said now. |
| 80403 | RODERIGO. Ay, and said nothing but what I pr... |
| 80404 | doing. |
| 80405 | IAGO. Why, now I see there's mettle in thee;... |
| 80406 | instant do build on thee a better opinion ... |
| 80407 | me thy hand, Roderigo. Thou hast taken aga... |
| 80408 | exception; but yet, I protest, have dealt ... |
| 80409 | affair. |
| 80410 | RODERIGO. It hath not appeared. |
| 80411 | IAGO. I grant indeed it hath not appeared, a... |
| 80412 | not without wit and judgement. But, Roderi... |
| 80413 | in thee indeed, which I have greater reaso... |
| 80414 | ever, I mean purpose, courage, and valor, ... |
| 80415 | thou the next night following enjoy not De... |
| 80416 | this world with treachery and devise engin... |
| 80417 | RODERIGO. Well, what is it? Is it within rea... |
| 80418 | IAGO. Sir, there is especial commission come... |
| 80419 | Cassio in Othello's place. |
| 80420 | RODERIGO. Is that true? Why then Othello and... |
| 80421 | to Venice. |
| 80422 | IAGO. O, no; he goes into Mauritania, and ta... |
| 80423 | fair Desdemona, unless his abode be linger... |
| 80424 | accident; wherein none can be so determina... |
| 80425 | Cassio. |
| 80426 | RODERIGO. How do you mean, removing of him? |
| 80427 | IAGO. Why, by making him uncapable of Othell... |
| 80428 | his brains. |
| 80429 | RODERIGO. And that you would have me to do? |
| 80430 | IAGO. Ay, if you dare do yourself a profit a... |
| 80431 | tonight with a harlotry, and thither will ... |
| 80432 | not yet of his honorable fortune. If you w... |
| 80433 | thence, which his will fashion to fall out... |
| 80434 | one, you may take him at your pleasure; I ... |
| 80435 | your attempt, and he shall fall between us... |
| 80436 | amazed at it, but go along with me; I will... |
| 80437 | necessity in his death that you shall thin... |
| 80438 | it on him. It is now high supper-time, and... |
| 80439 | waste. About it. |
| 80440 | RODERIGO. I will hear further reason for this. |
| 80441 | IAGO. And you shall be satisfied. ... |
| 80442 | SCENE III. |
| 80443 | Another room in the castle. |
| 80444 | Enter Othello, Lodovico, Desdemona, Emilia, an... |
| 80445 | LODOVICO. I do beseech you, sir, trouble you... |
| 80446 | OTHELLO. O, pardon me; 'twill do me good to ... |
| 80447 | LODOVICO. Madam, good night; I humbly thank ... |
| 80448 | DESDEMONA. Your honor is most welcome. |
| 80449 | OTHELLO. Will ... |
| 80450 | O- Desdemona- |
| 80451 | DESDEMONA. My lord? |
| 80452 | OTHELLO. Get you to bed on the instant; I wi... |
| 80453 | forthwith. Dismiss your attendant there; l... |
| 80454 | DESDEMONA. I will, my lord. |
| 80455 | Exeunt Othello, Lo... |
| 80456 | EMILIA. How goes it now? He looks gentler th... |
| 80457 | DESDEMONA. He says he will return incontinent. |
| 80458 | He hath commanded me to go to bed, |
| 80459 | And bade me to dismiss you. |
| 80460 | EMILIA. Dismiss me? |
| 80461 | DESDEMONA. It was his bidding; therefore, go... |
| 80462 | Give me my nightly wearing, and adieu. |
| 80463 | We must not now displease him. |
| 80464 | EMILIA. I would you had never seen him! |
| 80465 | DESDEMONA. So would not I. My love doth so a... |
| 80466 | That even his stubbornness, his checks, hi... |
| 80467 | Prithee, unpin me- have grace and favor in... |
| 80468 | EMILIA. I have laid those sheets you bade me... |
| 80469 | DESDEMONA. All's one. Good faith, how foolis... |
| 80470 | If I do die before thee, prithee shroud me |
| 80471 | In one of those same sheets. |
| 80472 | EMILIA. Come, come, y... |
| 80473 | DESDEMONA. My mother had a maid call'd Barbary; |
| 80474 | She was in love, and he she loved proved mad |
| 80475 | And did forsake her. She had a song of "wi... |
| 80476 | An old thing 'twas, but it express'd her f... |
| 80477 | And she died singing it. That song tonight |
| 80478 | Will not go from my mind; I have much to do |
| 80479 | But to go hang my head all at one side |
| 80480 | And sing it like poor Barbary. Prithee, di... |
| 80481 | EMILIA. Shall I go fetch your nightgown? |
| 80482 | DESDEMONA. No,... |
| 80483 | This Lodovico is a proper man. |
| 80484 | EMILIA. A very handsome man. |
| 80485 | DESDEMONA. He speaks well. |
| 80486 | EMILIA. I know a lady in Venice would have w... |
| 80487 | Palestine for a touch of his nether lip. |
| 80488 | DESDEMONA. [Sings.] |
| 80489 | "The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamo... |
| 80490 | Sing all a green willow; |
| 80491 | Her hand on her bosom, her head on her... |
| 80492 | Sing willow, willow, willow. |
| 80493 | The fresh streams ran by her, and murm... |
| 80494 | Sing willow, willow, willow; |
| 80495 | Her salt tears fell from her, and soft... |
| 80496 | Lay be these- |
| 80497 | [Sings.] "Sing willow, willow, willow-" |
| 80498 | Prithee, hie thee; he'll come anon- |
| 80499 | [Sings.] "Sing all a green willow must b... |
| 80500 | Let nobody blame him; his scorn... |
| 80501 | Nay, that's not next. Hark, who is't that ... |
| 80502 | EMILIA. It's the wind. |
| 80503 | DESDEMONA. [Sings.] |
| 80504 | "I call'd my love false love; but what... |
| 80505 | Sing willow, willow, willow. |
| 80506 | If I court moe women, you'll couch wit... |
| 80507 | So get thee gone; good night. Mine eyes do... |
| 80508 | Doth that bode weeping? |
| 80509 | EMILIA. 'Tis neither here ... |
| 80510 | DESDEMONA. I have heard it said so. O, these... |
| 80511 | Dost thou in conscience think- tell me, Em... |
| 80512 | That there be women do abuse their husbands |
| 80513 | In such gross kind? |
| 80514 | EMILIA. There be some such, no... |
| 80515 | DESDEMONA. Wouldst thou do such a deed for a... |
| 80516 | EMILIA. Why, would not you? |
| 80517 | DESDEMONA. No, by this heav... |
| 80518 | EMILIA. Nor I neither by this heavenly light... |
| 80519 | i' the dark. |
| 80520 | DESDEMONA. Wouldst thou do such a deed for a... |
| 80521 | EMILIA. The world's a huge thing; it is a gr... |
| 80522 | For a small vice. |
| 80523 | DESDEMONA. In troth, I think thou w... |
| 80524 | EMILIA. In troth, I think I should, and undo... |
| 80525 | Marry, I would not do such a thing for a j... |
| 80526 | measures of lawn, nor for gowns, petticoat... |
| 80527 | petty exhibition; but, for the whole world... |
| 80528 | make her husband a cuckold to make him a m... |
| 80529 | venture purgatory for't. |
| 80530 | DESDEMONA. Beshrew me, if I would do such a ... |
| 80531 | For the whole world. |
| 80532 | EMILIA. Why, the wrong is but a wrong i' the... |
| 80533 | world for your labor, 'tis a wrong in your... |
| 80534 | might quickly make it right. |
| 80535 | DESDEMONA. I do not think there is any such ... |
| 80536 | EMILIA. Yes, a dozen, and as many to the van... |
| 80537 | world they played for. |
| 80538 | But I do think it is their husbands' faults |
| 80539 | If wives do fall; say that they slack thei... |
| 80540 | And pour our treasures into foreign laps, |
| 80541 | Or else break out in peevish jealousies, |
| 80542 | Throwing restraint upon us, or say they st... |
| 80543 | Or scant our former having in despite, |
| 80544 | Why, we have galls, and though we have som... |
| 80545 | Yet have we some revenge. Let husbands know |
| 80546 | Their wives have sense like them; they see... |
| 80547 | And have their palates both for sweet and ... |
| 80548 | As husbands have. What is it that they do |
| 80549 | When they change us for others? Is it sport? |
| 80550 | I think it is. And doth affection breed it? |
| 80551 | I think it doth. Is't frailty that thus errs? |
| 80552 | It is so too. And have not we affections, |
| 80553 | Desires for sport, and frailty, as men have? |
| 80554 | Then let them use us well; else let them k... |
| 80555 | The ills we do, their ills instruct us so. |
| 80556 | DESDEMONA. Good night, good night. Heaven me... |
| 80557 | Not to pick bad from bad, but by bad mend!... |
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| 80566 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 80567 | Cyprus. A street. |
| 80568 | Enter Iago and Roderigo: |
| 80569 | IAGO. Here, stand behind this bulk; straight... |
| 80570 | Wear thy good rapier bare, and put it home. |
| 80571 | Quick, quick; fear nothing; I'll be at thy... |
| 80572 | It makes us, or it mars us; think on that, |
| 80573 | And fix most firm thy resolution. |
| 80574 | RODERIGO. Be near at hand; I may miscarry in't. |
| 80575 | IAGO. Here, at thy hand, be bold, and take t... |
| 80576 | Retires. |
| 80577 | RODERIGO. I have no great devotion to the deed; |
| 80578 | And yet he hath given me satisfying reasons. |
| 80579 | 'Tis but a man gone. Forth, my sword; he d... |
| 80580 | IAGO. I have rubb'd this young quat almost t... |
| 80581 | And he grows angry. Now, whether he kill C... |
| 80582 | Or Cassio him, or each do kill the other, |
| 80583 | Every way makes my gain. Live Roderigo, |
| 80584 | He calls me to a restitution large |
| 80585 | Of gold and jewels that I bobb'd from him, |
| 80586 | As gifts to Desdemona; |
| 80587 | It must not be. If Cassio do remain, |
| 80588 | He hath a daily beauty in his life |
| 80589 | That makes me ugly; and besides, the Moor |
| 80590 | May unfold me to him; there stand I in muc... |
| 80591 | No, he must die. Be't so. I hear him coming. |
| 80592 | Enter Cassio. |
| 80593 | RODERIGO. I know his gait; 'tis he. Villain,... |
| 80594 | ... |
| 80595 | CASSIO. That thrust had been mine enemy indeed, |
| 80596 | But that my coat is better than thou know'st; |
| 80597 | I will make proof of thine. Draw... |
| 80598 | RODERIGO. O, I am slain! |
| 80599 | Iago from behind wounds Cassio in ... |
| 80600 | CASSIO. I am maim'd forever. Help, ho! Murth... |
| 80601 | Falls. |
| 80602 | Enter Othello. |
| 80603 | OTHELLO. The voice of Cassio; Iago keeps his... |
| 80604 | RODERIGO. O, villain that I am! |
| 80605 | OTHELLO. It is even so. |
| 80606 | CASSIO. O, help, ho! Light! A surgeon! |
| 80607 | OTHELLO. 'Tis he. O brave Iago, honest and j... |
| 80608 | That hast such noble sense of thy friend's... |
| 80609 | Thou teachest me. Minion, your dear lies d... |
| 80610 | And your unblest fate hies. Strumpet, I come! |
| 80611 | Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes... |
| 80612 | Thy bed lust-stain'd shall with lust's blo... |
| 80613 | Exit. |
| 80614 | Enter Lodovico and Gratiano. |
| 80615 | CASSIO. What, ho! No watch? No passage? Murt... |
| 80616 | GRATIANO. 'Tis some mischance; the cry is ve... |
| 80617 | CASSIO. O, help! |
| 80618 | LODOVICO. Hark! |
| 80619 | RODERIGO. O wretched villain! |
| 80620 | LODOVICO. Two or three groan; it is a heavy ... |
| 80621 | These may be counterfeits; let's think't u... |
| 80622 | To come in to the cry without more help. |
| 80623 | RODERIGO. Nobody come? Then shall I bleed to... |
| 80624 | LODOVICO. Hark! |
| 80625 | Re-enter Iago, with a light. |
| 80626 | GRATIANO. Here's one comes in his shirt, wit... |
| 80627 | IAGO. Who's there? Whose noise is this that ... |
| 80628 | LODOVICO. We do not know. |
| 80629 | IAGO. Did not you hear a... |
| 80630 | CASSIO. Here, here! for heaven's sake, help me! |
| 80631 | IAGO. ... |
| 80632 | GRATIANO. This is Othello's ancient, as I ta... |
| 80633 | LODOVICO. The same indeed; a very valiant fe... |
| 80634 | IAGO. What are you here that cry so grievously? |
| 80635 | CASSIO. Iago? O, I am spoil'd, undone by vil... |
| 80636 | Give me some help. |
| 80637 | IAGO. O me, lieutenant! What villains have d... |
| 80638 | CASSIO. I think that one of them is hereabout, |
| 80639 | And cannot make away. |
| 80640 | IAGO. O treacherous villains! |
| 80641 | [To Lodovico and Gratiano.] What are you t... |
| 80642 | Come in and give some help. |
| 80643 | RODERIGO. O, help me here! |
| 80644 | CASSIO. That's one of them. |
| 80645 | IAGO. O murtherous sla... |
| 80646 | ... |
| 80647 | RODERIGO. O damn'd Iago! O inhuman dog! |
| 80648 | IAGO. Kill men i' the dark! Where be these b... |
| 80649 | How silent is this town! Ho! Murther! Murt... |
| 80650 | What may you be? Are you of good or evil? |
| 80651 | LODOVICO. As you shall prove us, praise us. |
| 80652 | IAGO. Signior Lodovico? |
| 80653 | LODOVICO. He, sir. |
| 80654 | IAGO. I cry you mercy. Here's Cassio hurt by... |
| 80655 | GRATIANO. Cassio? |
| 80656 | IAGO. How is't, brother? |
| 80657 | CASSIO. My leg is cut in two. |
| 80658 | IAGO. Marry, heaven ... |
| 80659 | Light, gentlemen; I'll bind it with my shirt. |
| 80660 | Enter Bianca. |
| 80661 | BIANCA. What is the matter, ho? Who is't tha... |
| 80662 | IAGO. Who is't that cried? |
| 80663 | BIANCA. O my dear Cassio, my sweet Cassio! O... |
| 80664 | Cassio! |
| 80665 | IAGO. O notable strumpet! Cassio, may you su... |
| 80666 | Who they should be that have thus mangled ... |
| 80667 | CASSIO. No. |
| 80668 | GRATIANO. I am sorry to find you thus; I hav... |
| 80669 | IAGO. Lend me a garter. So. O, for a chair, |
| 80670 | To bear him easily hence! |
| 80671 | BIANCA. Alas, he faints! O Cassio, Cassio, C... |
| 80672 | IAGO. Gentlemen all, I do suspect this trash |
| 80673 | To be a party in this injury. |
| 80674 | Patience awhile, good Cassio. Come, come; |
| 80675 | Lend me a light. Know we this face or no? |
| 80676 | Alas, my friend and my dear countryman |
| 80677 | Roderigo? No- yes, sure. O heaven! Roderigo. |
| 80678 | GRATIANO. What, of Venice? |
| 80679 | IAGO. Even he, sir. Did you know him? |
| 80680 | GRATIANO. Know h... |
| 80681 | IAGO. Signior Gratiano? I cry you gentle par... |
| 80682 | These bloody accidents must excuse my mann... |
| 80683 | That so neglected you. |
| 80684 | GRATIANO. I am glad to see you. |
| 80685 | IAGO. How do you, Cassio? O, a chair, a chair! |
| 80686 | GRATIANO. Roderigo! |
| 80687 | IAGO. He, he, 'tis he. [A chair brought in.]... |
| 80688 | the chair. |
| 80689 | Some good man bear him carefully from hence; |
| 80690 | I'll fetch the general's surgeon. [To Bian... |
| 80691 | Save you your labor. He that lies slain he... |
| 80692 | Was my dear friend; what malice was betwee... |
| 80693 | CASSIO. None in the world; nor do I know the... |
| 80694 | IAGO. [To Bianca.] What, look you pale? O, b... |
| 80695 | Cassio and ... |
| 80696 | Stay you, good gentlemen. Look you pale, m... |
| 80697 | Do you perceive the gastness of her eye? |
| 80698 | Nay, if you stare, we shall hear more anon. |
| 80699 | Behold her well; I pray you, look upon her. |
| 80700 | Do you see, gentlemen? Nay, guiltiness wil... |
| 80701 | Though tongues were out of use. |
| 80702 | Enter Emilia. |
| 80703 | EMILIA. 'Las, what's the matter? What's the ... |
| 80704 | IAGO. Cassio hath here been set on in the dark |
| 80705 | By Roderigo, and fellows that are 'scaped; |
| 80706 | He's almost slain, and Roderigo dead. |
| 80707 | EMILIA. Alas, good gentleman! alas, good Cas... |
| 80708 | IAGO. This is the fruit of whoring. Prithee,... |
| 80709 | Go know of Cassio where he supp'd tonight. |
| 80710 | What, do you shake at that? |
| 80711 | BIANCA. He supp'd at my house; but I therefo... |
| 80712 | IAGO. O, did he so? I charge you, go with me. |
| 80713 | EMILIA. Fie, fie upon thee, strumpet! |
| 80714 | BIANCA. I am no strumpet, but of life as honest |
| 80715 | As you that thus abuse me. |
| 80716 | EMILIA. As I! foh! fie ... |
| 80717 | IAGO. Kind gentlemen, let's go see poor Cass... |
| 80718 | Come, mistress, you must tell's another tale. |
| 80719 | Emilia, run you to the citadel, |
| 80720 | And tell my lord and lady what hath happ'd! |
| 80721 | Will you go on? [Aside.] This is the night |
| 80722 | That either makes me or fordoes me quite. ... |
| 80723 | SCENE II. |
| 80724 | A bedchamber in the castle. Desdemona in bed a... |
| 80725 | Enter Othello. |
| 80726 | OTHELLO. It is the cause, it is the cause, m... |
| 80727 | Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars! |
| 80728 | It is the cause. Yet I'll not shed her blood, |
| 80729 | Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow |
| 80730 | And smooth as monumental alabaster. |
| 80731 | Yet she must die, else she'll betray more ... |
| 80732 | Put out the light, and then put out the li... |
| 80733 | If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, |
| 80734 | I can again thy former light restore, |
| 80735 | Should I repent me; but once put out thy l... |
| 80736 | Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, |
| 80737 | I know not where is that Promethean heat |
| 80738 | That can thy light relume. When I have plu... |
| 80739 | I cannot give it vital growth again, |
| 80740 | It must needs wither; I'll smell it on the... |
| 80741 | O, balmy breath, that dost almost persuade |
| 80742 | Justice to break her sword! One more, one ... |
| 80743 | Be thus when thou art dead, and I will kil... |
| 80744 | And love thee after. One more, and this th... |
| 80745 | So sweet was ne'er so fatal. I must weep, |
| 80746 | But they are cruel tears; this sorrow's he... |
| 80747 | It strikes where it doth love. She wakes. |
| 80748 | DESDEMONA. Who's there? Othello? |
| 80749 | OTHELLO. Ay, Desdemona. |
| 80750 | DESDEMONA. Will you come to bed, my lord? |
| 80751 | OTHELLO. Have you pray'd tonight, Desdemona? |
| 80752 | DESDEMONA. Ay, my lord. |
| 80753 | OTHELLO. If you bethink yourself of any crime |
| 80754 | Unreconciled as yet to heaven and grace, |
| 80755 | Solicit for it straight. |
| 80756 | DESDEMONA. Alas, my lord, what may you mean ... |
| 80757 | OTHELLO. Well, do it, and be brief; I will w... |
| 80758 | I would not kill thy unprepared spirit. |
| 80759 | No, heaven forfend! I would not kill thy s... |
| 80760 | DESDEMONA. Talk you of killing? |
| 80761 | OTHELLO. Ay, I do. |
| 80762 | DESDEMONA. Then heaven have mercy on me! |
| 80763 | OTHELLO. Amen, with all my heart! |
| 80764 | DESDEMONA. If you say so, I hope you will no... |
| 80765 | OTHELLO. Hum! |
| 80766 | DESDEMONA. And yet I fear you, for you are f... |
| 80767 | When your eyes roll so. Why I should fear ... |
| 80768 | Since guiltiness I know not; but yet I fee... |
| 80769 | OTHELLO. Think on thy sins. |
| 80770 | DESDEMONA. They are loves I... |
| 80771 | OTHELLO. Ay, and for that thou diest. |
| 80772 | DESDEMONA. That death's unnatural that kills... |
| 80773 | Alas, why gnaw you so your nether lip? |
| 80774 | Some bloody passion shakes your very frame. |
| 80775 | These are portents; but yet I hope, I hope, |
| 80776 | They do not point on me. |
| 80777 | OTHELLO. Peace, and be still! |
| 80778 | DESDEMONA. I will so. What's the matter? |
| 80779 | OTHELLO. That handkerchief which I so loved ... |
| 80780 | Thou gavest to Cassio. |
| 80781 | DESDEMONA. No, by my life and ... |
| 80782 | Send for the man, and ask him. |
| 80783 | OTHELLO. Sweet soul,... |
| 80784 | Take heed of perjury; thou are on thy deat... |
| 80785 | DESDEMONA. Ay, but not yet to die. |
| 80786 | OTHELLO. Yes, pres... |
| 80787 | Therefore confess thee freely of thy sin, |
| 80788 | For to deny each article with oath |
| 80789 | Cannot remove nor choke the strong conception |
| 80790 | That I do groan withal. Thou art to die. |
| 80791 | DESDEMONA. Then Lord have mercy on me! |
| 80792 | OTHELLO. I say... |
| 80793 | DESDEMONA. And have you mercy too! I never did |
| 80794 | Offend you in my life; never loved Cassio |
| 80795 | But with such general warranty of heaven |
| 80796 | As I might love. I never gave him token. |
| 80797 | OTHELLO. By heaven, I saw my handkerchief in... |
| 80798 | O perjured woman! Thou dost stone my heart, |
| 80799 | And makest me call what I intend to do |
| 80800 | A murther, which I thought a sacrifice. |
| 80801 | I saw the handkerchief. |
| 80802 | DESDEMONA. He found it then; |
| 80803 | I never gave it him. Send for him hither; |
| 80804 | Let him confess a truth. |
| 80805 | OTHELLO. He hath confess'd. |
| 80806 | DESDEMONA. What, my lord? |
| 80807 | OTHELLO. That he hath used thee. |
| 80808 | DESDEMONA. How? unlawf... |
| 80809 | OTHELLO. Ay. |
| 80810 | DESDEMONA. He will not say so. |
| 80811 | OTHELLO. No, his mouth... |
| 80812 | Honest Iago hath ta'en order for't. |
| 80813 | DESDEMONA. O, my fear interprets! What, is h... |
| 80814 | OTHELLO. Had all his hairs been lives, my gr... |
| 80815 | Had stomach for them all. |
| 80816 | DESDEMONA. Alas, he is betray'd, and I undone! |
| 80817 | OTHELLO. Out, strumpet! Weep'st thou for him... |
| 80818 | DESDEMONA. O, banish me, my lord, but kill m... |
| 80819 | OTHELLO. Down, strumpet! |
| 80820 | DESDEMONA. Kill me tomorrow; let me live ton... |
| 80821 | OTHELLO. Nay, if you strive- |
| 80822 | DESDEMONA. But half an hour! |
| 80823 | OTHELLO. Being done, the... |
| 80824 | DESDEMONA. But while I say one prayer! |
| 80825 | OTHELLO. It is too la... |
| 80826 | EMILIA. [Within.] My lord, my lord! What, ho... |
| 80827 | OTHELLO. What noise is this? Not dead? not y... |
| 80828 | I that am cruel am yet merciful; |
| 80829 | I would not have thee linger in thy pain. |
| 80830 | So, so. |
| 80831 | EMILIA. [Within.] What, ho! my lord, my lord! |
| 80832 | OTHELLO. ... |
| 80833 | EMILIA. [Within.] O, good my lord, I would s... |
| 80834 | OTHELLO. Yes, 'tis Emilia. By and by. She's ... |
| 80835 | 'Tis like she comes to speak of Cassio's d... |
| 80836 | The noise was here. Ha! no more moving? |
| 80837 | Still as the grave. Shall she come in? wer... |
| 80838 | I think she stirs again. No. What's best t... |
| 80839 | If she come in, she'll sure speak to my wife. |
| 80840 | My wife! My wife! What wife? I have no wife. |
| 80841 | O, insupportable! O heavy hour! |
| 80842 | Methinks it should be now a huge eclipse |
| 80843 | Of sun and moon, and that the affrighted g... |
| 80844 | Should yawn at alteration. |
| 80845 | EMILIA. [Within.] I do beseech you |
| 80846 | That I may speak with you, O, good my lord! |
| 80847 | OTHELLO. I had forgot thee. O, come in, Emilia. |
| 80848 | Soft, by and by. Let me the curtains draw. |
| 80849 | Where art thou? ... |
| 80850 | Enter Emilia. |
| 80851 | What's the matter with the... |
| 80852 | EMILIA. O, my good lord, yonder's foul murth... |
| 80853 | OTHELLO. What, now? |
| 80854 | EMILIA. But now, my lord. |
| 80855 | OTHELLO. It is the very error of the moon; |
| 80856 | She comes more nearer earth than she was wont |
| 80857 | And makes men mad. |
| 80858 | EMILIA. Cassio, my lord, hath kill'd a young... |
| 80859 | Call'd Roderigo. |
| 80860 | OTHELLO. Roderigo kill'd? |
| 80861 | And Cassio kill'd? |
| 80862 | EMILIA. No, Cassio is not kill'd. |
| 80863 | OTHELLO. Not Cassio kill'd! Then murther's o... |
| 80864 | And sweet revenge grows harsh. |
| 80865 | DESDEMONA. O, falsely, falsely murther'd! |
| 80866 | EMILIA. Al... |
| 80867 | OTHELLO. That? what? |
| 80868 | EMILIA. Out, and alas! That was my lady's vo... |
| 80869 | Help! help, ho! help! O lady, speak again! |
| 80870 | Sweet Desdemona! O sweet mistress, speak! |
| 80871 | DESDEMONA. A guiltless death I die. |
| 80872 | EMILIA. O, who hath done this deed? |
| 80873 | DESDEMONA. Nobody; I myself. Farewell; |
| 80874 | Commend me to my kind lord. O, farewell! ... |
| 80875 | OTHELLO. Why, how should she be murther'd? |
| 80876 | EMILIA. A... |
| 80877 | OTHELLO. You heard her say herself, it was n... |
| 80878 | EMILIA. She said so; I must needs report the... |
| 80879 | OTHELLO. She's like a liar gone to burning h... |
| 80880 | 'Twas I that kill'd her. |
| 80881 | EMILIA. O, the more angel... |
| 80882 | And you the blacker devil! |
| 80883 | OTHELLO. She turn'd to folly, and she was a ... |
| 80884 | EMILIA. Thou dost belie her, and thou art a ... |
| 80885 | OTHELLO. She was false as water. |
| 80886 | EMILIA. Thou art ra... |
| 80887 | That she was false. O, she was heavenly true! |
| 80888 | OTHELLO. Cassio did top her; ask thy husband... |
| 80889 | O, I were damn'd beneath all depth in hell, |
| 80890 | But that I did proceed upon just grounds |
| 80891 | To this extremity. Thy husband knew it all. |
| 80892 | EMILIA. My husband? |
| 80893 | OTHELLO. Thy husband. |
| 80894 | EMILIA. That she was false to wedlock? |
| 80895 | OTHELLO. Ay, with Cassio. Nay, had she been ... |
| 80896 | If heaven would make me such another world |
| 80897 | Of one entire and perfect chrysolite, |
| 80898 | I'ld not have sold her for it. |
| 80899 | EMILIA. My husband? |
| 80900 | OTHELLO. Ay, 'twas he that told me first. |
| 80901 | An honest man he is, and hates the slime |
| 80902 | That sticks on filthy deeds. |
| 80903 | EMILIA. My husband? |
| 80904 | OTHELLO. What needs this iteration, woman? I... |
| 80905 | EMILIA. O mistress, villainy hath made mocks... |
| 80906 | My husband say that she was false! |
| 80907 | OTHELLO. He, woman; |
| 80908 | I say thy husband. Dost understand the word? |
| 80909 | My friend, thy husband, honest, honest Iago. |
| 80910 | EMILIA. If he say so, may his pernicious soul |
| 80911 | Rot half a grain a day! He lies to the heart. |
| 80912 | She was too fond of her most filthy bargain. |
| 80913 | OTHELLO. Ha! |
| 80914 | EMILIA. Do thy worst; |
| 80915 | This deed of thine is no more worthy heaven |
| 80916 | Than thou wast worthy her. |
| 80917 | OTHELLO. Peace, you were... |
| 80918 | EMILIA. Thou hast not half that power to do ... |
| 80919 | As I have to be hurt. O gull! O dolt! |
| 80920 | As ignorant as dirt! Thou hast done a deed- |
| 80921 | I care not for thy sword; I'll make thee k... |
| 80922 | Though I lost twenty lives. Help! help, ho... |
| 80923 | The Moor hath kill'd my mistress! Murther,... |
| 80924 | Enter Montano, Gratiano, Iago, a... |
| 80925 | MONTANO. What is the matter? How now, general? |
| 80926 | EMILIA. O, are you come, Iago? You have done... |
| 80927 | That men must lay their murthers on your n... |
| 80928 | GRATIANO. What is the matter? |
| 80929 | EMILIA. Disprove this villain, if thou be'st... |
| 80930 | He says thou told'st him that his wife was... |
| 80931 | I know thou didst not, thou'rt not such a ... |
| 80932 | Speak, for my heart is full. |
| 80933 | IAGO. I told him what I thought, and told no... |
| 80934 | Than what he found himself was apt and true. |
| 80935 | EMILIA. But did you ever tell him she was fa... |
| 80936 | IAGO. I did. |
| 80937 | EMILIA. You told a lie, an odious, damned lie; |
| 80938 | Upon my soul, a lie, a wicked lie! |
| 80939 | She false with Cassio? Did you say with Ca... |
| 80940 | IAGO. With Cassio, mistress. Go to, charm yo... |
| 80941 | EMILIA. I will not charm my tongue; I am bou... |
| 80942 | My mistress here lies murther'd in her bed- |
| 80943 | ALL. O heavens forfend! |
| 80944 | EMILIA. And your reports have set the murthe... |
| 80945 | OTHELLO. Nay, stare not, masters; it is true... |
| 80946 | GRATIANO. 'Tis a strange truth. |
| 80947 | MONTANO. O monstrous act! |
| 80948 | EMILIA. Villainy, villainy... |
| 80949 | I think upon't, I think, I smell't, O vill... |
| 80950 | I thought so then. I'll kill myself for gr... |
| 80951 | O villainy, villainy! |
| 80952 | IAGO. What, are you mad? I charge you, get y... |
| 80953 | EMILIA. Good gentlemen, let me have leave to... |
| 80954 | 'Tis proper I obey him, but not now. |
| 80955 | Perchance, Iago, I will ne'er go home. |
| 80956 | OTHELLO. O! O! O! ... |
| 80957 | EMILIA. Nay, lay thee down and roar; |
| 80958 | For thou hast kill'd the sweetest innocent |
| 80959 | That e'er did lift up eye. |
| 80960 | OTHELLO. [Rises.] O, she was foul! |
| 80961 | I scarce did know you, uncle; there lies y... |
| 80962 | Whose breath indeed these hands have newly... |
| 80963 | I know this act shows horrible and grim. |
| 80964 | GRATIANO. Poor Desdemon! I am glad thy fathe... |
| 80965 | Thy match was mortal to him, and pure grief |
| 80966 | Shore his old thread in twain; did he live... |
| 80967 | This sight would make him do a desperate t... |
| 80968 | Yea, curse his better angel from his side, |
| 80969 | And fall to reprobation. |
| 80970 | OTHELLO. 'Tis pitiful, but yet Iago knows |
| 80971 | That she with Cassio hath the act of shame |
| 80972 | A thousand times committed. Cassio confess... |
| 80973 | And she did gratify his amorous works |
| 80974 | With that recognizance and pledge of love |
| 80975 | Which I first gave her. I saw it in his hand, |
| 80976 | It was a handkerchief, an antique token |
| 80977 | My father gave my mother. |
| 80978 | EMILIA. O heaven! O heavenly powers! |
| 80979 | IAGO. 'Zounds! Hold your peace. |
| 80980 | EMILIA. 'Twill out, ... |
| 80981 | No, I will speak as liberal as the north; |
| 80982 | Let heaven and men and devils, let them all, |
| 80983 | All, all, cry shame against me, yet I'll s... |
| 80984 | IAGO. Be wise, and get you home. |
| 80985 | EMILIA. I will not. |
| 80986 | Iago... |
| 80987 | GRATIANO. ... |
| 80988 | Your sword upon a woman? |
| 80989 | EMILIA. O thou dull Moor! That handkerchief ... |
| 80990 | I found by fortune and did give my husband, |
| 80991 | For often with a solemn earnestness, |
| 80992 | More than indeed belong'd to such a trifle, |
| 80993 | He begg'd of me to steal it. |
| 80994 | IAGO. Villainous wh... |
| 80995 | EMILIA. She give it Cassio? No, alas, I foun... |
| 80996 | And I did give't my husband. |
| 80997 | IAGO. Filth, thou l... |
| 80998 | EMILIA. By heaven, I do not, I do not, gentl... |
| 80999 | O murtherous coxcomb! What should such a fool |
| 81000 | Do with so good a wife? |
| 81001 | OTHELLO. Are there not ston... |
| 81002 | But what serve for thunder? Precious villain! |
| 81003 | He ru... |
| 81004 | disarms ... |
| 81005 | GRATIANO. The woman falls; sure, he hath kil... |
| 81006 | EMILIA. Ay, ay! O, lay me by my mistress' si... |
| 81007 | GRATIANO. He's gone, but his wife's kill'd. |
| 81008 | MONTANO. 'Tis a notorious villain. Take you ... |
| 81009 | Which I have here recover'd from the Moor. |
| 81010 | Come, guard the door without; let him not ... |
| 81011 | But kill him rather. I'll after that same ... |
| 81012 | For 'tis a damned slave. Exeunt all ... |
| 81013 | OTHELLO. I am not valiant ... |
| 81014 | But every puny whipster gets my sword. |
| 81015 | But why should honor outlive honesty? |
| 81016 | Let it go all. |
| 81017 | EMILIA. What did thy song bode, lady? |
| 81018 | Hark, canst thou hear me? I will play the ... |
| 81019 | And die in music. [Sings.] "Willow, willow... |
| 81020 | Moor, she was chaste; she loved thee, crue... |
| 81021 | So come my soul to bliss, as I speak true; |
| 81022 | So speaking as I think, I die, I die. ... |
| 81023 | OTHELLO. I have another weapon in this chamber; |
| 81024 | It is a sword of Spain, the ice-brook's te... |
| 81025 | O, here it is. Uncle, I must come forth. |
| 81026 | GRATIANO. [Within.] If thou attempt it, it w... |
| 81027 | Thou hast no weapon, and perforce must suf... |
| 81028 | OTHELLO. Look in upon me then, and speak wit... |
| 81029 | Or, naked as I am, I will assault thee. |
| 81030 | Re-enter Gratiano. |
| 81031 | GRATIANO. What is the matter? |
| 81032 | OTHELLO. Behold, I have... |
| 81033 | A better never did itself sustain |
| 81034 | Upon a soldier's thigh. I have seen the day |
| 81035 | That with this little arm and this good sword |
| 81036 | I have made my way through more impediments |
| 81037 | Than twenty times your stop. But, O vain b... |
| 81038 | Who can control his fate? 'Tis not so now. |
| 81039 | Be not afraid, though you do see me weapon'd; |
| 81040 | Here is my journey's end, here is my butt |
| 81041 | And very sea-mark of my utmost sail. |
| 81042 | Do you go back dismay'd? 'Tis a lost fear. |
| 81043 | Man but a rush against Othello's breast, |
| 81044 | And he retires. Where should Othello go? |
| 81045 | Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd... |
| 81046 | Pale as thy smock! When we shall meet at c... |
| 81047 | This look of thine will hurl my soul from ... |
| 81048 | And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, ... |
| 81049 | Even like thy chastity. O cursed, cursed s... |
| 81050 | Whip me, ye devils, |
| 81051 | From the possession of this heavenly sight! |
| 81052 | Blow me about in winds! Roast me in sulphur! |
| 81053 | Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire! |
| 81054 | O Desdemon! dead, Desdemon! dead! |
| 81055 | O! O! O! |
| 81056 | Enter Lodovico, Montano, Cassio carri... |
| 81057 | and Officers with Iago, pris... |
| 81058 | LODOVICO. Where is this rash and most unfort... |
| 81059 | OTHELLO. That's he that was Othello. Here I am. |
| 81060 | LODOVICO. Where is that viper? Bring the vil... |
| 81061 | OTHELLO. I look down towards his feet; but t... |
| 81062 | If that thou be'st a devil, I cannot kill ... |
| 81063 | LODOVICO. Wrench his sword from him. |
| 81064 | IAGO. I bleed... |
| 81065 | OTHELLO. I am not sorry neither. I'ld have t... |
| 81066 | For, in my sense, 'tis happiness to die. |
| 81067 | LODOVICO. O thou Othello, that wert once so ... |
| 81068 | Fall'n in the practice of a damned slave, |
| 81069 | What shall be said to thee? |
| 81070 | OTHELLO. Why, anything; |
| 81071 | An honorable murtherer, if you will, |
| 81072 | For nought did I in hate, but all in honor. |
| 81073 | LODOVICO. This wretch hath part confess'd hi... |
| 81074 | Did you and he consent in Cassio's death? |
| 81075 | OTHELLO. Ay. |
| 81076 | CASSIO. Dear general, I never gave you cause. |
| 81077 | OTHELLO. I do believe it, and I ask your par... |
| 81078 | Will you, I pray, demand that demi-devil |
| 81079 | Why he hath thus ensnared my soul and body? |
| 81080 | IAGO. Demand me nothing; what you know, you ... |
| 81081 | From this time forth I never will speak word. |
| 81082 | LODOVICO. What, not to pray? |
| 81083 | GRATIANO. Torments will o... |
| 81084 | OTHELLO. Well, thou dost best. |
| 81085 | LODOVICO. Sir, you shall understand what hat... |
| 81086 | Which, as I think, you know not. Here is a... |
| 81087 | Found in the pocket of the slain Roderigo, |
| 81088 | And here another. The one of them imports |
| 81089 | The death of Cassio to be undertook |
| 81090 | By Roderigo. |
| 81091 | OTHELLO. O villain! |
| 81092 | CASSIO. Most heathenish and most... |
| 81093 | LODOVICO. Now here's another discontented pa... |
| 81094 | Found in his pocket too; and this, it seem... |
| 81095 | Roderigo meant to have sent this damned vi... |
| 81096 | But that, belike, Iago in the interim |
| 81097 | Came in and satisfied him. |
| 81098 | OTHELLO. O the perniciou... |
| 81099 | How came you, Cassio, by that handkerchief |
| 81100 | That was my wife's? |
| 81101 | CASSIO. I found it in my chamber; |
| 81102 | And he himself confess'd but even now |
| 81103 | That there he dropp'd it for a special pur... |
| 81104 | Which wrought to his desire. |
| 81105 | OTHELLO. O fool! fool!... |
| 81106 | CASSIO. There is besides in Roderigo's letter, |
| 81107 | How he upbraids Iago, that he made him |
| 81108 | Brave me upon the watch, whereon it came |
| 81109 | That I was cast. And even but now he spake |
| 81110 | After long seeming dead, Iago hurt him, |
| 81111 | Iago set him on. |
| 81112 | LODOVICO. You must forsake this room, and go... |
| 81113 | Your power and your command is taken off, |
| 81114 | And Cassio rules in Cyprus. For this slave, |
| 81115 | If there be any cunning cruelty |
| 81116 | That can torment him much and hold him long, |
| 81117 | It shall be his. You shall close prisoner ... |
| 81118 | Till that the nature of your fault be known |
| 81119 | To the Venetian state. Come, bring away. |
| 81120 | OTHELLO. Soft you; a word or two before you go. |
| 81121 | I have done the state some service, and th... |
| 81122 | No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, |
| 81123 | When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, |
| 81124 | Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate, |
| 81125 | Nor set down aught in malice. Then must yo... |
| 81126 | Of one that loved not wisely but too well; |
| 81127 | Of one not easily jealous, but, being wrou... |
| 81128 | Perplex'd in the extreme; of one whose hand, |
| 81129 | Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away |
| 81130 | Richer than all his tribe; of one whose su... |
| 81131 | Albeit unused to the melting mood, |
| 81132 | Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees |
| 81133 | Their medicinal gum. Set you down this; |
| 81134 | And say besides, that in Aleppo once, |
| 81135 | Where a malignant and a turban'd Turk |
| 81136 | Beat a Venetian and traduced the state, |
| 81137 | I took by the throat the circumcised dog |
| 81138 | And smote him, thus. ... |
| 81139 | LODOVICO. O bloody period! |
| 81140 | GRATIANO. All that's spoke ... |
| 81141 | OTHELLO. I kiss'd thee ere I kill'd thee. No... |
| 81142 | Killing myself, to die upon a kiss. |
| 81143 | Fall... |
| 81144 | CASSIO. This did I fear, but thought he had ... |
| 81145 | For he was great of heart. |
| 81146 | LODOVICO. [To Iago.] O Spartan dog, |
| 81147 | More fell than anguish, hunger, or the sea! |
| 81148 | Look on the tragic loading of this bed; |
| 81149 | This is thy work. The object poisons sight; |
| 81150 | Let it be hid. Gratiano, keep the house, |
| 81151 | And seize upon the fortunes of the Moor, |
| 81152 | For they succeed on you. To you, Lord Gove... |
| 81153 | Remains the censure of this hellish villain, |
| 81154 | The time, the place, the torture. O, enfor... |
| 81155 | Myself will straight aboard, and to the state |
| 81156 | This heavy act with heavy heart relate. ... |
| 81157 | THE END |
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| 81166 | 1596 |
| 81167 | KING RICHARD THE SECOND |
| 81168 | by William Shakespeare |
| 81169 | DRAMATIS PERSONAE |
| 81170 | KING RICHARD THE SECOND |
| 81171 | JOHN OF GAUNT, Duke of Lancaster - uncle to ... |
| 81172 | EDMUND LANGLEY, Duke of York - uncle to the ... |
| 81173 | HENRY, surnamed BOLINGBROKE, Duke of Herefor... |
| 81174 | John of Gaunt, afterwards King Henry IV |
| 81175 | DUKE OF AUMERLE, son of the Duke of York |
| 81176 | THOMAS MOWBRAY, Duke of Norfolk |
| 81177 | DUKE OF SURREY |
| 81178 | EARL OF SALISBURY |
| 81179 | EARL BERKELEY |
| 81180 | BUSHY - favourites of King Richard |
| 81181 | BAGOT - " " " " |
| 81182 | GREEN - " " " " |
| 81183 | EARL OF NORTHUMBERLAND |
| 81184 | HENRY PERCY, surnamed HOTSPUR, his son |
| 81185 | LORD Ross LORD W... |
| 81186 | LORD FITZWATER BISHOP... |
| 81187 | ABBOT OF WESTMINSTER LORD M... |
| 81188 | SIR STEPHEN SCROOP SIR PI... |
| 81189 | CAPTAIN of a band of Welshmen TWO GA... |
| 81190 | QUEEN to King Richard |
| 81191 | DUCHESS OF YORK |
| 81192 | DUCHESS OF GLOUCESTER, widow of Thomas of Wo... |
| 81193 | Duke of Gloucester |
| 81194 | LADY attending on the Queen |
| 81195 | Lords, Heralds, Officers, Soldiers, Keeper, ... |
| 81196 | Groom, and other Attendants |
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| 81199 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 81200 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 81201 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 81202 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 81205 | SCENE: |
| 81206 | England and Wales |
| 81207 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 81208 | London. The palace |
| 81209 | Enter RICHARD, JOHN OF GAUNT, with other NOBLE... |
| 81210 | KING RICHARD. Old John of Gaunt, time-honour... |
| 81211 | Hast thou, according to thy oath and band, |
| 81212 | Brought hither Henry Hereford, thy bold son, |
| 81213 | Here to make good the boist'rous late appeal, |
| 81214 | Which then our leisure would not let us hear, |
| 81215 | Against the Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray? |
| 81216 | GAUNT. I have, my liege. |
| 81217 | KING RICHARD. Tell me, moreover, hast thou s... |
| 81218 | If he appeal the Duke on ancient malice, |
| 81219 | Or worthily, as a good subject should, |
| 81220 | On some known ground of treachery in him? |
| 81221 | GAUNT. As near as I could sift him on that a... |
| 81222 | On some apparent danger seen in him |
| 81223 | Aim'd at your Highness-no inveterate malice. |
| 81224 | KING RICHARD. Then call them to our presence... |
| 81225 | And frowning brow to brow, ourselves will ... |
| 81226 | The accuser and the accused freely speak. |
| 81227 | High-stomach'd are they both and full of ire, |
| 81228 | In rage, deaf as the sea, hasty as fire. |
| 81229 | Enter BOLINGBROKE and MOWBRAY |
| 81230 | BOLINGBROKE. Many years of happy days befall |
| 81231 | My gracious sovereign, my most loving liege! |
| 81232 | MOWBRAY. Each day still better other's happi... |
| 81233 | Until the heavens, envying earth's good hap, |
| 81234 | Add an immortal title to your crown! |
| 81235 | KING RICHARD. We thank you both; yet one but... |
| 81236 | As well appeareth by the cause you come; |
| 81237 | Namely, to appeal each other of high treason. |
| 81238 | Cousin of Hereford, what dost thou object |
| 81239 | Against the Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray? |
| 81240 | BOLINGBROKE. First-heaven be the record to m... |
| 81241 | In the devotion of a subject's love, |
| 81242 | Tend'ring the precious safety of my prince, |
| 81243 | And free from other misbegotten hate, |
| 81244 | Come I appellant to this princely presence. |
| 81245 | Now, Thomas Mowbray, do I turn to thee, |
| 81246 | And mark my greeting well; for what I speak |
| 81247 | My body shall make good upon this earth, |
| 81248 | Or my divine soul answer it in heaven- |
| 81249 | Thou art a traitor and a miscreant, |
| 81250 | Too good to be so, and too bad to live, |
| 81251 | Since the more fair and crystal is the sky, |
| 81252 | The uglier seem the clouds that in it fly. |
| 81253 | Once more, the more to aggravate the note, |
| 81254 | With a foul traitor's name stuff I thy thr... |
| 81255 | And wish-so please my sovereign-ere I move, |
| 81256 | What my tongue speaks, my right drawn swor... |
| 81257 | MOWBRAY. Let not my cold words here accuse m... |
| 81258 | 'Tis not the trial of a woman's war, |
| 81259 | The bitter clamour of two eager tongues, |
| 81260 | Can arbitrate this cause betwixt us twain; |
| 81261 | The blood is hot that must be cool'd for t... |
| 81262 | Yet can I not of such tame patience boast |
| 81263 | As to be hush'd and nought at an to say. |
| 81264 | First, the fair reverence of your Highness... |
| 81265 | From giving reins and spurs to my free spe... |
| 81266 | Which else would post until it had return'd |
| 81267 | These terms of treason doubled down his th... |
| 81268 | Setting aside his high blood's royalty, |
| 81269 | And let him be no kinsman to my liege, |
| 81270 | I do defy him, and I spit at him, |
| 81271 | Call him a slanderous coward and a villain; |
| 81272 | Which to maintain, I would allow him odds |
| 81273 | And meet him, were I tied to run afoot |
| 81274 | Even to the frozen ridges of the Alps, |
| 81275 | Or any other ground inhabitable |
| 81276 | Where ever Englishman durst set his foot. |
| 81277 | Meantime let this defend my loyalty- |
| 81278 | By all my hopes, most falsely doth he lie |
| 81279 | BOLINGBROKE. Pale trembling coward, there I ... |
| 81280 | Disclaiming here the kindred of the King; |
| 81281 | And lay aside my high blood's royalty, |
| 81282 | Which fear, not reverence, makes thee to e... |
| 81283 | If guilty dread have left thee so much str... |
| 81284 | As to take up mine honour's pawn, then stoop. |
| 81285 | By that and all the rites of knighthood else |
| 81286 | Will I make good against thee, arm to arm, |
| 81287 | What I have spoke or thou canst worst devise. |
| 81288 | MOWBRAY. I take it up; and by that sword I s... |
| 81289 | Which gently laid my knighthood on my shou... |
| 81290 | I'll answer thee in any fair degree |
| 81291 | Or chivalrous design of knightly trial; |
| 81292 | And when I mount, alive may I not light |
| 81293 | If I be traitor or unjustly fight! |
| 81294 | KING RICHARD. What doth our cousin lay to Mo... |
| 81295 | It must be great that can inherit us |
| 81296 | So much as of a thought of ill in him. |
| 81297 | BOLINGBROKE. Look what I speak, my life shal... |
| 81298 | That Mowbray hath receiv'd eight thousand ... |
| 81299 | In name of lendings for your Highness' sol... |
| 81300 | The which he hath detain'd for lewd employ... |
| 81301 | Like a false traitor and injurious villain. |
| 81302 | Besides, I say and will in battle prove- |
| 81303 | Or here, or elsewhere to the furthest verge |
| 81304 | That ever was survey'd by English eye- |
| 81305 | That all the treasons for these eighteen y... |
| 81306 | Complotted and contrived in this land |
| 81307 | Fetch from false Mowbray their first head ... |
| 81308 | Further I say, and further will maintain |
| 81309 | Upon his bad life to make all this good, |
| 81310 | That he did plot the Duke of Gloucester's ... |
| 81311 | Suggest his soon-believing adversaries, |
| 81312 | And consequently, like a traitor coward, |
| 81313 | Sluic'd out his innocent soul through stre... |
| 81314 | Which blood, like sacrificing Abel's, cries, |
| 81315 | Even from the tongueless caverns of the ea... |
| 81316 | To me for justice and rough chastisement; |
| 81317 | And, by the glorious worth of my descent, |
| 81318 | This arm shall do it, or this life be spent. |
| 81319 | KING RICHARD. How high a pitch his resolutio... |
| 81320 | Thomas of Norfolk, what say'st thou to this? |
| 81321 | MOWBRAY. O, let my sovereign turn away his face |
| 81322 | And bid his ears a little while be deaf, |
| 81323 | Till I have told this slander of his blood |
| 81324 | How God and good men hate so foul a liar. |
| 81325 | KING RICHARD. Mowbray, impartial are our eye... |
| 81326 | Were he my brother, nay, my kingdom's heir, |
| 81327 | As he is but my father's brother's son, |
| 81328 | Now by my sceptre's awe I make a vow, |
| 81329 | Such neighbour nearness to our sacred blood |
| 81330 | Should nothing privilege him nor partialize |
| 81331 | The unstooping firmness of my upright soul. |
| 81332 | He is our subject, Mowbray; so art thou: |
| 81333 | Free speech and fearless I to thee allow. |
| 81334 | MOWBRAY. Then, Bolingbroke, as low as to thy... |
| 81335 | Through the false passage of thy throat, t... |
| 81336 | Three parts of that receipt I had for Calais |
| 81337 | Disburs'd I duly to his Highness' soldiers; |
| 81338 | The other part reserv'd I by consent, |
| 81339 | For that my sovereign liege was in my debt |
| 81340 | Upon remainder of a dear account |
| 81341 | Since last I went to France to fetch his q... |
| 81342 | Now swallow down that lie. For Gloucester'... |
| 81343 | I slew him not, but to my own disgrace |
| 81344 | Neglected my sworn duty in that case. |
| 81345 | For you, my noble Lord of Lancaster, |
| 81346 | The honourable father to my foe, |
| 81347 | Once did I lay an ambush for your life, |
| 81348 | A trespass that doth vex my grieved soul; |
| 81349 | But ere I last receiv'd the sacrament |
| 81350 | I did confess it, and exactly begg'd |
| 81351 | Your Grace's pardon; and I hope I had it. |
| 81352 | This is my fault. As for the rest appeal'd, |
| 81353 | It issues from the rancour of a villain, |
| 81354 | A recreant and most degenerate traitor; |
| 81355 | Which in myself I boldly will defend, |
| 81356 | And interchangeably hurl down my gage |
| 81357 | Upon this overweening traitor's foot |
| 81358 | To prove myself a loyal gentleman |
| 81359 | Even in the best blood chamber'd in his bo... |
| 81360 | In haste whereof, most heartily I pray |
| 81361 | Your Highness to assign our trial day. |
| 81362 | KING RICHARD. Wrath-kindled gentlemen, be ru... |
| 81363 | Let's purge this choler without letting bl... |
| 81364 | This we prescribe, though no physician; |
| 81365 | Deep malice makes too deep incision. |
| 81366 | Forget, forgive; conclude and be agreed: |
| 81367 | Our doctors say this is no month to bleed. |
| 81368 | Good uncle, let this end where it begun; |
| 81369 | We'll calm the Duke of Norfolk, you your son. |
| 81370 | GAUNT. To be a make-peace shall become my age. |
| 81371 | Throw down, my son, the Duke of Norfolk's ... |
| 81372 | KING RICHARD. And, Norfolk, throw down his. |
| 81373 | GAUNT. When, Harry, when? |
| 81374 | Obedience bids I should not bid again. |
| 81375 | KING RICHARD. Norfolk, throw down; we bid. |
| 81376 | There is no boot. |
| 81377 | MOWBRAY. Myself I throw, dread sovereign, at... |
| 81378 | My life thou shalt command, but not my shame: |
| 81379 | The one my duty owes; but my fair name, |
| 81380 | Despite of death, that lives upon my grave |
| 81381 | To dark dishonour's use thou shalt not have. |
| 81382 | I am disgrac'd, impeach'd, and baffl'd here; |
| 81383 | Pierc'd to the soul with slander's venom'd... |
| 81384 | The which no balm can cure but his heart-b... |
| 81385 | Which breath'd this poison. |
| 81386 | KING RICHARD. Rage must be withstood: |
| 81387 | Give me his gage-lions make leopards tame. |
| 81388 | MOWBRAY. Yea, but not change his spots. Take... |
| 81389 | And I resign my gage. My dear dear lord, |
| 81390 | The purest treasure mortal times afford |
| 81391 | Is spotless reputation; that away, |
| 81392 | Men are but gilded loam or painted clay. |
| 81393 | A jewel in a ten-times barr'd-up chest |
| 81394 | Is a bold spirit in a loyal breast. |
| 81395 | Mine honour is my life; both grow in one; |
| 81396 | Take honour from me, and my life is done: |
| 81397 | Then, dear my liege, mine honour let me try; |
| 81398 | In that I live, and for that will I die. |
| 81399 | KING RICHARD. Cousin, throw up your gage; do... |
| 81400 | BOLINGBROKE. O, God defend my soul from such... |
| 81401 | Shall I seem crest-fallen in my father's s... |
| 81402 | Or with pale beggar-fear impeach my height |
| 81403 | Before this outdar'd dastard? Ere my tongue |
| 81404 | Shall wound my honour with such feeble wrong |
| 81405 | Or sound so base a parle, my teeth shall tear |
| 81406 | The slavish motive of recanting fear, |
| 81407 | And spit it bleeding in his high disgrace, |
| 81408 | Where shame doth harbour, even in Mowbray'... |
| 81409 | ... |
| 81410 | KING RICHARD. We were not born to sue, but t... |
| 81411 | Which since we cannot do to make you friends, |
| 81412 | Be ready, as your lives shall answer it, |
| 81413 | At Coventry, upon Saint Lambert's day. |
| 81414 | There shall your swords and lances arbitrate |
| 81415 | The swelling difference of your settled hate; |
| 81416 | Since we can not atone you, we shall see |
| 81417 | Justice design the victor's chivalry. |
| 81418 | Lord Marshal, command our officers-at-arms |
| 81419 | Be ready to direct these home alarms. ... |
| 81420 | SCENE 2. |
| 81421 | London. The DUKE OF LANCASTER'S palace |
| 81422 | Enter JOHN OF GAUNT with the DUCHESS OF GLOUCE... |
| 81423 | GAUNT. Alas, the part I had in Woodstock's b... |
| 81424 | Doth more solicit me than your exclaims |
| 81425 | To stir against the butchers of his life! |
| 81426 | But since correction lieth in those hands |
| 81427 | Which made the fault that we cannot correct, |
| 81428 | Put we our quarrel to the will of heaven; |
| 81429 | Who, when they see the hours ripe on earth, |
| 81430 | Will rain hot vengeance on offenders' heads. |
| 81431 | DUCHESS. Finds brotherhood in thee no sharpe... |
| 81432 | Hath love in thy old blood no living fire? |
| 81433 | Edward's seven sons, whereof thyself art one, |
| 81434 | Were as seven vials of his sacred blood, |
| 81435 | Or seven fair branches springing from one ... |
| 81436 | Some of those seven are dried by nature's ... |
| 81437 | Some of those branches by the Destinies cut; |
| 81438 | But Thomas, my dear lord, my life, my Glou... |
| 81439 | One vial full of Edward's sacred blood, |
| 81440 | One flourishing branch of his most royal r... |
| 81441 | Is crack'd, and all the precious liquor sp... |
| 81442 | Is hack'd down, and his summer leaves all ... |
| 81443 | By envy's hand and murder's bloody axe. |
| 81444 | Ah, Gaunt, his blood was thine! That bed, ... |
| 81445 | That mettle, that self mould, that fashion... |
| 81446 | Made him a man; and though thou livest and... |
| 81447 | Yet art thou slain in him. Thou dost consent |
| 81448 | In some large measure to thy father's death |
| 81449 | In that thou seest thy wretched brother die, |
| 81450 | Who was the model of thy father's life. |
| 81451 | Call it not patience, Gaunt-it is despair; |
| 81452 | In suff'ring thus thy brother to be slaugh... |
| 81453 | Thou showest the naked pathway to thy life, |
| 81454 | Teaching stern murder how to butcher thee. |
| 81455 | That which in mean men we entitle patience |
| 81456 | Is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts. |
| 81457 | What shall I say? To safeguard thine own life |
| 81458 | The best way is to venge my Gloucester's d... |
| 81459 | GAUNT. God's is the quarrel; for God's subst... |
| 81460 | His deputy anointed in His sight, |
| 81461 | Hath caus'd his death; the which if wrongf... |
| 81462 | Let heaven revenge; for I may never lift |
| 81463 | An angry arm against His minister. |
| 81464 | DUCHESS. Where then, alas, may I complain my... |
| 81465 | GAUNT. To God, the widow's champion and defe... |
| 81466 | DUCHESS. Why then, I will. Farewell, old Gaunt. |
| 81467 | Thou goest to Coventry, there to behold |
| 81468 | Our cousin Hereford and fell Mowbray fight. |
| 81469 | O, sit my husband's wrongs on Hereford's s... |
| 81470 | That it may enter butcher Mowbray's breast! |
| 81471 | Or, if misfortune miss the first career, |
| 81472 | Be Mowbray's sins so heavy in his bosom |
| 81473 | That they may break his foaming courser's ... |
| 81474 | And throw the rider headlong in the lists, |
| 81475 | A caitiff recreant to my cousin Hereford! |
| 81476 | Farewell, old Gaunt; thy sometimes brother... |
| 81477 | With her companion, Grief, must end her life. |
| 81478 | GAUNT. Sister, farewell; I must to Coventry. |
| 81479 | As much good stay with thee as go with me! |
| 81480 | DUCHESS. Yet one word more- grief boundeth w... |
| 81481 | Not with the empty hollowness, but weight. |
| 81482 | I take my leave before I have begun, |
| 81483 | For sorrow ends not when it seemeth done. |
| 81484 | Commend me to thy brother, Edmund York. |
| 81485 | Lo, this is all- nay, yet depart not so; |
| 81486 | Though this be all, do not so quickly go; |
| 81487 | I shall remember more. Bid him- ah, what?- |
| 81488 | With all good speed at Plashy visit me. |
| 81489 | Alack, and what shall good old York there see |
| 81490 | But empty lodgings and unfurnish'd walls, |
| 81491 | Unpeopled offices, untrodden stones? |
| 81492 | And what hear there for welcome but my gro... |
| 81493 | Therefore commend me; let him not come there |
| 81494 | To seek out sorrow that dwells every where. |
| 81495 | Desolate, desolate, will I hence and die; |
| 81496 | The last leave of thee takes my weeping ey... |
| 81497 | SCENE 3. |
| 81498 | The lists at Coventry |
| 81499 | Enter the LORD MARSHAL and the DUKE OF AUMERLE |
| 81500 | MARSHAL. My Lord Aumerle, is Harry Hereford ... |
| 81501 | AUMERLE. Yea, at all points; and longs to en... |
| 81502 | MARSHAL. The Duke of Norfolk, spightfully an... |
| 81503 | Stays but the summons of the appelant's tr... |
| 81504 | AUMERLE. Why then, the champions are prepar'... |
| 81505 | For nothing but his Majesty's approach. |
| 81506 | The trumpets sound, and the KING enters w... |
| 81507 | GAUNT, BUSHY, BAGOT, GREEN, and others. W... |
| 81508 | enter MOWBRAY, Duke of Nor folk, in arms,... |
| 81509 | a HERALD |
| 81510 | KING RICHARD. Marshal, demand of yonder cham... |
| 81511 | The cause of his arrival here in arms; |
| 81512 | Ask him his name; and orderly proceed |
| 81513 | To swear him in the justice of his cause. |
| 81514 | MARSHAL. In God's name and the King's, say w... |
| 81515 | And why thou comest thus knightly clad in ... |
| 81516 | Against what man thou com'st, and what thy... |
| 81517 | Speak truly on thy knighthood and thy oath; |
| 81518 | As so defend thee heaven and thy valour! |
| 81519 | MOWBRAY. My name is Thomas Mowbray, Duke of ... |
| 81520 | Who hither come engaged by my oath- |
| 81521 | Which God defend a knight should violate!- |
| 81522 | Both to defend my loyalty and truth |
| 81523 | To God, my King, and my succeeding issue, |
| 81524 | Against the Duke of Hereford that appeals me; |
| 81525 | And, by the grace of God and this mine arm, |
| 81526 | To prove him, in defending of myself, |
| 81527 | A traitor to my God, my King, and me. |
| 81528 | And as I truly fight, defend me heaven! |
| 81529 | The trumpets sound. Enter BOLINGBROKE, Duke... |
| 81530 | appellant, in armour, and a HERALD |
| 81531 | KING RICHARD. Marshal, ask yonder knight in ... |
| 81532 | Both who he is and why he cometh hither |
| 81533 | Thus plated in habiliments of war; |
| 81534 | And formally, according to our law, |
| 81535 | Depose him in the justice of his cause. |
| 81536 | MARSHAL. What is thy name? and wherefore com... |
| 81537 | Before King Richard in his royal lists? |
| 81538 | Against whom comest thou? and what's thy q... |
| 81539 | Speak like a true knight, so defend thee h... |
| 81540 | BOLINGBROKE. Harry of Hereford, Lancaster, a... |
| 81541 | Am I; who ready here do stand in arms |
| 81542 | To prove, by God's grace and my body's val... |
| 81543 | In lists on Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk, |
| 81544 | That he is a traitor, foul and dangerous, |
| 81545 | To God of heaven, King Richard, and to me. |
| 81546 | And as I truly fight, defend me heaven! |
| 81547 | MARSHAL. On pain of death, no person be so bold |
| 81548 | Or daring-hardy as to touch the lists, |
| 81549 | Except the Marshal and such officers |
| 81550 | Appointed to direct these fair designs. |
| 81551 | BOLINGBROKE. Lord Marshal, let me kiss my so... |
| 81552 | And bow my knee before his Majesty; |
| 81553 | For Mowbray and myself are like two men |
| 81554 | That vow a long and weary pilgrimage. |
| 81555 | Then let us take a ceremonious leave |
| 81556 | And loving farewell of our several friends. |
| 81557 | MARSHAL. The appellant in all duty greets yo... |
| 81558 | And craves to kiss your hand and take his ... |
| 81559 | KING RICHARD. We will descend and fold him i... |
| 81560 | Cousin of Hereford, as thy cause is right, |
| 81561 | So be thy fortune in this royal fight! |
| 81562 | Farewell, my blood; which if to-day thou s... |
| 81563 | Lament we may, but not revenge thee dead. |
| 81564 | BOLINGBROKE. O, let no noble eye profane a tear |
| 81565 | For me, if I be gor'd with Mowbray's spear. |
| 81566 | As confident as is the falcon's flight |
| 81567 | Against a bird, do I with Mowbray fight. |
| 81568 | My loving lord, I take my leave of you; |
| 81569 | Of you, my noble cousin, Lord Aumerle; |
| 81570 | Not sick, although I have to do with death, |
| 81571 | But lusty, young, and cheerly drawing breath. |
| 81572 | Lo, as at English feasts, so I regreet |
| 81573 | The daintiest last, to make the end most s... |
| 81574 | O thou, the earthly author of my blood, |
| 81575 | Whose youthful spirit, in me regenerate, |
| 81576 | Doth with a twofold vigour lift me up |
| 81577 | To reach at victory above my head, |
| 81578 | Add proof unto mine armour with thy prayers, |
| 81579 | And with thy blessings steel my lance's po... |
| 81580 | That it may enter Mowbray's waxen coat |
| 81581 | And furbish new the name of John o' Gaunt, |
| 81582 | Even in the lusty haviour of his son. |
| 81583 | GAUNT. God in thy good cause make thee prosp... |
| 81584 | Be swift like lightning in the execution, |
| 81585 | And let thy blows, doubly redoubled, |
| 81586 | Fall like amazing thunder on the casque |
| 81587 | Of thy adverse pernicious enemy. |
| 81588 | Rouse up thy youthful blood, be valiant, a... |
| 81589 | BOLINGBROKE. Mine innocence and Saint George... |
| 81590 | MOWBRAY. However God or fortune cast my lot, |
| 81591 | There lives or dies, true to King Richard'... |
| 81592 | A loyal, just, and upright gentleman. |
| 81593 | Never did captive with a freer heart |
| 81594 | Cast off his chains of bondage, and embrace |
| 81595 | His golden uncontroll'd enfranchisement, |
| 81596 | More than my dancing soul doth celebrate |
| 81597 | This feast of battle with mine adversary. |
| 81598 | Most mighty liege, and my companion peers, |
| 81599 | Take from my mouth the wish of happy years. |
| 81600 | As gentle and as jocund as to jest |
| 81601 | Go I to fight: truth hath a quiet breast. |
| 81602 | KING RICHARD. Farewell, my lord, securely I ... |
| 81603 | Virtue with valour couched in thine eye. |
| 81604 | Order the trial, Marshal, and begin. |
| 81605 | MARSHAL. Harry of Hereford, Lancaster, and D... |
| 81606 | Receive thy lance; and God defend the right! |
| 81607 | BOLINGBROKE. Strong as a tower in hope, I cr... |
| 81608 | MARSHAL. [To an officer] Go bear this lance ... |
| 81609 | Duke of Norfolk. |
| 81610 | FIRST HERALD. Harry of Hereford, Lancaster, ... |
| 81611 | Stands here for God, his sovereign, and hi... |
| 81612 | On pain to be found false and recreant, |
| 81613 | To prove the Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray, |
| 81614 | A traitor to his God, his King, and him; |
| 81615 | And dares him to set forward to the fight. |
| 81616 | SECOND HERALD. Here standeth Thomas Mowbray,... |
| 81617 | On pain to be found false and recreant, |
| 81618 | Both to defend himself, and to approve |
| 81619 | Henry of Hereford, Lancaster, and Derby, |
| 81620 | To God, his sovereign, and to him disloyal, |
| 81621 | Courageously and with a free desire |
| 81622 | Attending but the signal to begin. |
| 81623 | MARSHAL. Sound trumpets; and set forward, co... |
| 81624 | [A ... |
| 81625 | Stay, the King hath thrown his warder down. |
| 81626 | KING RICHARD. Let them lay by their helmets ... |
| 81627 | And both return back to their chairs again. |
| 81628 | Withdraw with us; and let the trumpets sound |
| 81629 | While we return these dukes what we decree. |
| 81630 | A long flourish, while the KING consults h... |
| 81631 | Draw near, |
| 81632 | And list what with our council we have done. |
| 81633 | For that our kingdom's earth should not be... |
| 81634 | With that dear blood which it hath fostered; |
| 81635 | And for our eyes do hate the dire aspect |
| 81636 | Of civil wounds plough'd up with neighbour... |
| 81637 | And for we think the eagle-winged pride |
| 81638 | Of sky-aspiring and ambitious thoughts, |
| 81639 | With rival-hating envy, set on you |
| 81640 | To wake our peace, which in our country's ... |
| 81641 | Draws the sweet infant breath of gentle sl... |
| 81642 | Which so rous'd up with boist'rous untun'd... |
| 81643 | With harsh-resounding trumpets' dreadful b... |
| 81644 | And grating shock of wrathful iron arms, |
| 81645 | Might from our quiet confines fright fair ... |
| 81646 | And make us wade even in our kindred's blood- |
| 81647 | Therefore we banish you our territories. |
| 81648 | You, cousin Hereford, upon pain of life, |
| 81649 | Till twice five summers have enrich'd our ... |
| 81650 | Shall not regreet our fair dominions, |
| 81651 | But tread the stranger paths of banishment. |
| 81652 | BOLINGBROKE. Your will be done. This must my... |
| 81653 | That sun that warms you here shall shine o... |
| 81654 | And those his golden beams to you here lent |
| 81655 | Shall point on me and gild my banishment. |
| 81656 | KING RICHARD. Norfolk, for thee remains a he... |
| 81657 | Which I with some unwillingness pronounce: |
| 81658 | The sly slow hours shall not determinate |
| 81659 | The dateless limit of thy dear exile; |
| 81660 | The hopeless word of 'never to return' |
| 81661 | Breathe I against thee, upon pain of life. |
| 81662 | MOWBRAY. A heavy sentence, my most sovereign... |
| 81663 | And all unlook'd for from your Highness' m... |
| 81664 | A dearer merit, not so deep a maim |
| 81665 | As to be cast forth in the common air, |
| 81666 | Have I deserved at your Highness' hands. |
| 81667 | The language I have learnt these forty years, |
| 81668 | My native English, now I must forgo; |
| 81669 | And now my tongue's use is to me no more |
| 81670 | Than an unstringed viol or a harp; |
| 81671 | Or like a cunning instrument cas'd up |
| 81672 | Or, being open, put into his hands |
| 81673 | That knows no touch to tune the harmony. |
| 81674 | Within my mouth you have engaol'd my tongue, |
| 81675 | Doubly portcullis'd with my teeth and lips; |
| 81676 | And dull, unfeeling, barren ignorance |
| 81677 | Is made my gaoler to attend on me. |
| 81678 | I am too old to fawn upon a nurse, |
| 81679 | Too far in years to be a pupil now. |
| 81680 | What is thy sentence, then, but speechless... |
| 81681 | Which robs my tongue from breathing native... |
| 81682 | KING RICHARD. It boots thee not to be compas... |
| 81683 | After our sentence plaining comes too late. |
| 81684 | MOWBRAY. Then thus I turn me from my countrv... |
| 81685 | To dwell in solemn shades of endless night. |
| 81686 | KING RICHARD. Return again, and take an oath... |
| 81687 | Lay on our royal sword your banish'd hands; |
| 81688 | Swear by the duty that you owe to God, |
| 81689 | Our part therein we banish with yourselves, |
| 81690 | To keep the oath that we administer: |
| 81691 | You never shall, so help you truth and God, |
| 81692 | Embrace each other's love in banishment; |
| 81693 | Nor never look upon each other's face; |
| 81694 | Nor never write, regreet, nor reconcile |
| 81695 | This louring tempest of your home-bred hate; |
| 81696 | Nor never by advised purpose meet |
| 81697 | To plot, contrive, or complot any ill, |
| 81698 | 'Gainst us, our state, our subjects, or ou... |
| 81699 | BOLINGBROKE. I swear. |
| 81700 | MOWBRAY. And I, to keep all this. |
| 81701 | BOLINGBROKE. Norfolk, so far as to mine enemy. |
| 81702 | By this time, had the King permitted us, |
| 81703 | One of our souls had wand'red in the air, |
| 81704 | Banish'd this frail sepulchre of our flesh, |
| 81705 | As now our flesh is banish'd from this land- |
| 81706 | Confess thy treasons ere thou fly the realm; |
| 81707 | Since thou hast far to go, bear not along |
| 81708 | The clogging burden of a guilty soul. |
| 81709 | MOWBRAY. No, Bolingbroke; if ever I were tra... |
| 81710 | My name be blotted from the book of life, |
| 81711 | And I from heaven banish'd as from hence! |
| 81712 | But what thou art, God, thou, and I, do know; |
| 81713 | And all too soon, I fear, the King shall rue. |
| 81714 | Farewell, my liege. Now no way can I stray: |
| 81715 | Save back to England, an the world's my wa... |
| 81716 | KING RICHARD. Uncle, even in the glasses of ... |
| 81717 | I see thy grieved heart. Thy sad aspect |
| 81718 | Hath from the number of his banish'd years |
| 81719 | Pluck'd four away. [To BOLINGBROKE] Six fr... |
| 81720 | Return with welcome home from banishment. |
| 81721 | BOLINGBROKE. How long a time lies in one lit... |
| 81722 | Four lagging winters and four wanton springs |
| 81723 | End in a word: such is the breath of Kings. |
| 81724 | GAUNT. I thank my liege that in regard of me |
| 81725 | He shortens four years of my son's exile; |
| 81726 | But little vantage shall I reap thereby, |
| 81727 | For ere the six years that he hath to spend |
| 81728 | Can change their moons and bring their tim... |
| 81729 | My oil-dried lamp and time-bewasted light |
| 81730 | Shall be extinct with age and endless nigh... |
| 81731 | My inch of taper will be burnt and done, |
| 81732 | And blindfold death not let me see my son. |
| 81733 | KING RICHARD. Why, uncle, thou hast many yea... |
| 81734 | GAUNT. But not a minute, King, that thou can... |
| 81735 | Shorten my days thou canst with sullen sorrow |
| 81736 | And pluck nights from me, but not lend a m... |
| 81737 | Thou can'st help time to furrow me with age, |
| 81738 | But stop no wrinkle in his pilgrimage; |
| 81739 | Thy word is current with him for my death, |
| 81740 | But dead, thy kingdom cannot buy my breath. |
| 81741 | KING RICHARD. Thy son is banish'd upon good ... |
| 81742 | Whereto thy tongue a party-verdict gave. |
| 81743 | Why at our justice seem'st thou then to lour? |
| 81744 | GAUNT. Things sweet to taste prove in digest... |
| 81745 | You urg'd me as a judge; but I had rather |
| 81746 | You would have bid me argue like a father. |
| 81747 | O, had it been a stranger, not my child, |
| 81748 | To smooth his fault I should have been mor... |
| 81749 | A partial slander sought I to avoid, |
| 81750 | And in the sentence my own life destroy'd. |
| 81751 | Alas, I look'd when some of you should say |
| 81752 | I was too strict to make mine own away; |
| 81753 | But you gave leave to my unwilling tongue |
| 81754 | Against my will to do myself this wrong. |
| 81755 | KING RICHARD. Cousin, farewell; and, uncle, ... |
| 81756 | Six years we banish him, and he shall go. |
| 81757 | Flourish. Ex... |
| 81758 | AUMERLE. Cousin, farewell; what presence mus... |
| 81759 | From where you do remain let paper show. |
| 81760 | MARSHAL. My lord, no leave take I, for I wil... |
| 81761 | As far as land will let me by your side. |
| 81762 | GAUNT. O, to what purpose dost thou hoard th... |
| 81763 | That thou returnest no greeting to thy fri... |
| 81764 | BOLINGBROKE. I have too few to take my leave... |
| 81765 | When the tongue's office should be prodigal |
| 81766 | To breathe the abundant dolour of the heart. |
| 81767 | GAUNT. Thy grief is but thy absence for a time. |
| 81768 | BOLINGBROKE. Joy absent, grief is present fo... |
| 81769 | GAUNT. What is six winters? They are quickly... |
| 81770 | BOLINGBROKE. To men in joy; but grief makes ... |
| 81771 | GAUNT. Call it a travel that thou tak'st for... |
| 81772 | BOLINGBROKE. My heart will sigh when I misca... |
| 81773 | Which finds it an enforced pilgrimage. |
| 81774 | GAUNT. The sullen passage of thy weary steps |
| 81775 | Esteem as foil wherein thou art to set |
| 81776 | The precious jewel of thy home return. |
| 81777 | BOLINGBROKE. Nay, rather, every tedious stri... |
| 81778 | Will but remember me what a deal of world |
| 81779 | I wander from the jewels that I love. |
| 81780 | Must I not serve a long apprenticehood |
| 81781 | To foreign passages; and in the end, |
| 81782 | Having my freedom, boast of nothing else |
| 81783 | But that I was a journeyman to grief? |
| 81784 | GAUNT. All places that the eye of heaven visits |
| 81785 | Are to a wise man ports and happy havens. |
| 81786 | Teach thy necessity to reason thus: |
| 81787 | There is no virtue like necessity. |
| 81788 | Think not the King did banish thee, |
| 81789 | But thou the King. Woe doth the heavier sit |
| 81790 | Where it perceives it is but faintly home. |
| 81791 | Go, say I sent thee forth to purchase honour, |
| 81792 | And not the King exil'd thee; or suppose |
| 81793 | Devouring pestilence hangs in our air |
| 81794 | And thou art flying to a fresher clime. |
| 81795 | Look what thy soul holds dear, imagine it |
| 81796 | To lie that way thou goest, not whence tho... |
| 81797 | Suppose the singing birds musicians, |
| 81798 | The grass whereon thou tread'st the presen... |
| 81799 | The flowers fair ladies, and thy steps no ... |
| 81800 | Than a delightful measure or a dance; |
| 81801 | For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite |
| 81802 | The man that mocks at it and sets it light. |
| 81803 | BOLINGBROKE. O, who can hold a fire in his hand |
| 81804 | By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? |
| 81805 | Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite |
| 81806 | By bare imagination of a feast? |
| 81807 | Or wallow naked in December snow |
| 81808 | By thinking on fantastic summer's heat? |
| 81809 | O, no! the apprehension of the good |
| 81810 | Gives but the greater feeling to the worse. |
| 81811 | Fell sorrow's tooth doth never rankle more |
| 81812 | Than when he bites, but lanceth not the sore. |
| 81813 | GAUNT. Come, come, my son, I'll bring thee o... |
| 81814 | Had I thy youtli and cause, I would not stay. |
| 81815 | BOLINGBROKE. Then, England's ground, farewel... |
| 81816 | My mother, and my nurse, that bears me yet! |
| 81817 | Where'er I wander, boast of this I can: |
| 81818 | Though banish'd, yet a trueborn English ma... |
| 81819 | SCENE 4. |
| 81820 | London. The court |
| 81821 | Enter the KING, with BAGOT and GREEN, at one d... |
| 81822 | and the DUKE OF AUMERLE at another |
| 81823 | KING RICHARD. We did observe. Cousin Aumerle, |
| 81824 | How far brought you high Hereford on his way? |
| 81825 | AUMERLE. I brought high Hereford, if you cal... |
| 81826 | But to the next high way, and there I left... |
| 81827 | KING RICHARD. And say, what store of parting... |
| 81828 | AUMERLE. Faith, none for me; except the nort... |
| 81829 | Which then blew bitterly against our faces, |
| 81830 | Awak'd the sleeping rheum, and so by chance |
| 81831 | Did grace our hollow parting with a tear. |
| 81832 | KING RICHARD. What said our cousin when you ... |
| 81833 | AUMERLE. 'Farewell.' |
| 81834 | And, for my heart disdained that my tongue |
| 81835 | Should so profane the word, that taught me... |
| 81836 | To counterfeit oppression of such grief |
| 81837 | That words seem'd buried in my sorrow's gr... |
| 81838 | Marry, would the word 'farewell' have leng... |
| 81839 | And added years to his short banishment, |
| 81840 | He should have had a volume of farewells; |
| 81841 | But since it would not, he had none of me. |
| 81842 | KING RICHARD. He is our cousin, cousin; but ... |
| 81843 | When time shall call him home from banishm... |
| 81844 | Whether our kinsman come to see his friends. |
| 81845 | Ourself, and Bushy, Bagot here, and Green, |
| 81846 | Observ'd his courtship to the common people; |
| 81847 | How he did seem to dive into their hearts |
| 81848 | With humble and familiar courtesy; |
| 81849 | What reverence he did throw away on slaves, |
| 81850 | Wooing poor craftsmen with the craft of sm... |
| 81851 | And patient underbearing of his fortune, |
| 81852 | As 'twere to banish their affects with him. |
| 81853 | Off goes his bonnet to an oyster-wench; |
| 81854 | A brace of draymen bid God speed him well |
| 81855 | And had the tribute of his supple knee, |
| 81856 | With 'Thanks, my countrymen, my loving fri... |
| 81857 | As were our England in reversion his, |
| 81858 | And he our subjects' next degree in hope. |
| 81859 | GREEN. Well, he is gone; and with him go the... |
| 81860 | Now for the rebels which stand out in Irel... |
| 81861 | Expedient manage must be made, my liege, |
| 81862 | Ere further leisure yicld them further means |
| 81863 | For their advantage and your Highness' loss. |
| 81864 | KING RICHARD. We will ourself in person to t... |
| 81865 | And, for our coffers, with too great a court |
| 81866 | And liberal largess, are grown somewhat li... |
| 81867 | We are enforc'd to farm our royal realm; |
| 81868 | The revenue whereof shall furnish us |
| 81869 | For our affairs in hand. If that come short, |
| 81870 | Our substitutes at home shall have blank c... |
| 81871 | Whereto, when they shall know what men are... |
| 81872 | They shall subscribe them for large sums o... |
| 81873 | And send them after to supply our wants; |
| 81874 | For we will make for Ireland presently. |
| 81875 | Enter BUSHY |
| 81876 | Bushy, what news? |
| 81877 | BUSHY. Old John of Gaunt is grievous sick, m... |
| 81878 | Suddenly taken; and hath sent poste-haste |
| 81879 | To entreat your Majesty to visit him. |
| 81880 | KING RICHARD. Where lies he? |
| 81881 | BUSHY. At Ely House. |
| 81882 | KING RICHARD. Now put it, God, in the physic... |
| 81883 | To help him to his grave immediately! |
| 81884 | The lining of his coffers shall make coats |
| 81885 | To deck our soldiers for these Irish wars. |
| 81886 | Come, gentlemen, let's all go visit him. |
| 81887 | Pray God we may make haste, and come too l... |
| 81888 | ALL. Amen. ... |
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| 81897 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 81898 | London. Ely House |
| 81899 | Enter JOHN OF GAUNT, sick, with the DUKE OF YO... |
| 81900 | GAUNT. Will the King come, that I may breath... |
| 81901 | In wholesome counsel to his unstaid youth? |
| 81902 | YORK. Vex not yourself, nor strive not with ... |
| 81903 | For all in vain comes counsel to his ear. |
| 81904 | GAUNT. O, but they say the tongues of dying men |
| 81905 | Enforce attention like deep harmony. |
| 81906 | Where words are scarce, they are seldom sp... |
| 81907 | For they breathe truth that breathe their ... |
| 81908 | He that no more must say is listen'd more |
| 81909 | Than they whom youth and ease have taught ... |
| 81910 | More are men's ends mark'd than their live... |
| 81911 | The setting sun, and music at the close, |
| 81912 | As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest l... |
| 81913 | Writ in remembrance more than things long ... |
| 81914 | Though Richard my life's counsel would not... |
| 81915 | My death's sad tale may yet undeaf his ear. |
| 81916 | YORK. No; it is stopp'd with other flatterin... |
| 81917 | As praises, of whose taste the wise are fond, |
| 81918 | Lascivious metres, to whose venom sound |
| 81919 | The open ear of youth doth always listen; |
| 81920 | Report of fashions in proud Italy, |
| 81921 | Whose manners still our tardy apish nation |
| 81922 | Limps after in base imitation. |
| 81923 | Where doth the world thrust forth a vanity- |
| 81924 | So it be new, there's no respect how vile- |
| 81925 | That is not quickly buzz'd into his ears? |
| 81926 | Then all too late comes counsel to be heard |
| 81927 | Where will doth mutiny with wit's regard. |
| 81928 | Direct not him whose way himself will choose. |
| 81929 | 'Tis breath thou lack'st, and that breath ... |
| 81930 | GAUNT. Methinks I am a prophet new inspir'd, |
| 81931 | And thus expiring do foretell of him: |
| 81932 | His rash fierce blaze of riot cannot last, |
| 81933 | For violent fires soon burn out themselves; |
| 81934 | Small showers last long, but sudden storms... |
| 81935 | He tires betimes that spurs too fast betimes; |
| 81936 | With eager feeding food doth choke the fee... |
| 81937 | Light vanity, insatiate cormorant, |
| 81938 | Consuming means, soon preys upon itself. |
| 81939 | This royal throne of kings, this scept'red... |
| 81940 | This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, |
| 81941 | This other Eden, demi-paradise, |
| 81942 | This fortress built by Nature for herself |
| 81943 | Against infection and the hand of war, |
| 81944 | This happy breed of men, this little world, |
| 81945 | This precious stone set in the silver sea, |
| 81946 | Which serves it in the office of a wall, |
| 81947 | Or as a moat defensive to a house, |
| 81948 | Against the envy of less happier lands; |
| 81949 | This blessed plot, this earth, this realm,... |
| 81950 | This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, |
| 81951 | Fear'd by their breed, and famous by their... |
| 81952 | Renowned for their deeds as far from home, |
| 81953 | For Christian service and true chivalry, |
| 81954 | As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry |
| 81955 | Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son; |
| 81956 | This land of such dear souls, this dear de... |
| 81957 | Dear for her reputation through the world, |
| 81958 | Is now leas'd out-I die pronouncing it- |
| 81959 | Like to a tenement or pelting farm. |
| 81960 | England, bound in with the triumphant sea, |
| 81961 | Whose rocky shore beats back the envious s... |
| 81962 | Of wat'ry Neptune, is now bound in with sh... |
| 81963 | With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds; |
| 81964 | That England, that was wont to conquer oth... |
| 81965 | Hath made a shameful conquest of itself. |
| 81966 | Ah, would the scandal vanish with my life, |
| 81967 | How happy then were my ensuing death! |
| 81968 | Enter KING and QUEEN, AUMERLE, BUSHY, GREE... |
| 81969 | Ross, and WILLOUGHBY |
| 81970 | YORK. The King is come; deal mildly with his... |
| 81971 | For young hot colts being rag'd do rage th... |
| 81972 | QUEEN. How fares our noble uncle Lancaster? |
| 81973 | KING RICHARD. What comfort, man? How is't wi... |
| 81974 | GAUNT. O, how that name befits my compositio... |
| 81975 | Old Gaunt, indeed; and gaunt in being old. |
| 81976 | Within me grief hath kept a tedious fast; |
| 81977 | And who abstains from meat that is not gaunt? |
| 81978 | For sleeping England long time have I watc... |
| 81979 | Watching breeds leanness, leanness is an g... |
| 81980 | The pleasure that some fathers feed upon |
| 81981 | Is my strict fast-I mean my children's looks; |
| 81982 | And therein fasting, hast thou made me gaunt. |
| 81983 | Gaunt am I for the grave, gaunt as a grave, |
| 81984 | Whose hollow womb inherits nought but bones. |
| 81985 | KING RICHARD. Can sick men play so nicely wi... |
| 81986 | GAUNT. No, misery makes sport to mock itself: |
| 81987 | Since thou dost seek to kill my name in me, |
| 81988 | I mock my name, great king, to flatter thee. |
| 81989 | KING RICHARD. Should dying men flatter with ... |
| 81990 | GAUNT. No, no; men living flatter those that... |
| 81991 | KING RICHARD. Thou, now a-dying, sayest thou... |
| 81992 | GAUNT. O, no! thou diest, though I the sicke... |
| 81993 | KING RICHARD. I am in health, I breathe, and... |
| 81994 | GAUNT. Now He that made me knows I see thee ... |
| 81995 | Ill in myself to see, and in thee seeing ill. |
| 81996 | Thy death-bed is no lesser than thy land |
| 81997 | Wherein thou liest in reputation sick; |
| 81998 | And thou, too careless patient as thou art, |
| 81999 | Commit'st thy anointed body to the cure |
| 82000 | Of those physicians that first wounded thee: |
| 82001 | A thousand flatterers sit within thy crown, |
| 82002 | Whose compass is no bigger than thy head; |
| 82003 | And yet, incaged in so small a verge, |
| 82004 | The waste is no whit lesser than thy land. |
| 82005 | O, had thy grandsire with a prophet's eye |
| 82006 | Seen how his son's son should destroy his ... |
| 82007 | From forth thy reach he would have laid th... |
| 82008 | Deposing thee before thou wert possess'd, |
| 82009 | Which art possess'd now to depose thyself. |
| 82010 | Why, cousin, wert thou regent of the world, |
| 82011 | It were a shame to let this land by lease; |
| 82012 | But for thy world enjoying but this land, |
| 82013 | Is it not more than shame to shame it so? |
| 82014 | Landlord of England art thou now, not King. |
| 82015 | Thy state of law is bondslave to the law; |
| 82016 | And thou- |
| 82017 | KING RICHARD. A lunatic lean-witted fool, |
| 82018 | Presuming on an ague's privilege, |
| 82019 | Darest with thy frozen admonition |
| 82020 | Make pale our cheek, chasing the royal blood |
| 82021 | With fury from his native residence. |
| 82022 | Now by my seat's right royal majesty, |
| 82023 | Wert thou not brother to great Edward's son, |
| 82024 | This tongue that runs so roundly in thy head |
| 82025 | Should run thy head from thy unreverent sh... |
| 82026 | GAUNT. O, Spare me not, my brother Edward's ... |
| 82027 | For that I was his father Edward's son; |
| 82028 | That blood already, like the pelican, |
| 82029 | Hast thou tapp'd out, and drunkenly carous'd. |
| 82030 | My brother Gloucester, plain well-meaning ... |
| 82031 | Whom fair befall in heaven 'mongst happy s... |
| 82032 | May be a precedent and witness good |
| 82033 | That thou respect'st not spilling Edward's... |
| 82034 | Join with the present sickness that I have; |
| 82035 | And thy unkindness be like crooked age, |
| 82036 | To crop at once a too long withered flower. |
| 82037 | Live in thy shame, but die not shame with ... |
| 82038 | These words hereafter thy tormentors be! |
| 82039 | Convey me to my bed, then to my grave. |
| 82040 | Love they to live that love and honour have. |
| 82041 | Exit, borne out... |
| 82042 | KING RICHARD. And let them die that age and ... |
| 82043 | For both hast thou, and both become the gr... |
| 82044 | YORK. I do beseech your Majesty impute his w... |
| 82045 | To wayward sickliness and age in him. |
| 82046 | He loves you, on my life, and holds you dear |
| 82047 | As Harry Duke of Hereford, were he here. |
| 82048 | KING RICHARD. Right, you say true: as Herefo... |
| 82049 | As theirs, so mine; and all be as it is. |
| 82050 | Enter NORTHUMBERLAND |
| 82051 | NORTHUMBERLAND. My liege, old Gaunt commends... |
| 82052 | KING RICHARD. What says he? |
| 82053 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Nay, nothing; all is said. |
| 82054 | His tongue is now a stringless instrument; |
| 82055 | Words, life, and all, old Lancaster hath s... |
| 82056 | YORK. Be York the next that must be bankrupt... |
| 82057 | Though death be poor, it ends a mortal woe. |
| 82058 | KING RICHARD. The ripest fruit first falls, ... |
| 82059 | His time is spent, our pilgrimage must be. |
| 82060 | So much for that. Now for our Irish wars. |
| 82061 | We must supplant those rough rug-headed ke... |
| 82062 | Which live like venom where no venom else |
| 82063 | But only they have privilege to live. |
| 82064 | And for these great affairs do ask some ch... |
| 82065 | Towards our assistance we do seize to us |
| 82066 | The plate, coin, revenues, and moveables, |
| 82067 | Whereof our uncle Gaunt did stand possess'd. |
| 82068 | YORK. How long shall I be patient? Ah, how long |
| 82069 | Shall tender duty make me suffer wrong? |
| 82070 | Not Gloucester's death, nor Hereford's ban... |
| 82071 | Nor Gaunt's rebukes, nor England's private... |
| 82072 | Nor the prevention of poor Bolingbroke |
| 82073 | About his marriage, nor my own disgrace, |
| 82074 | Have ever made me sour my patient cheek |
| 82075 | Or bend one wrinkle on my sovereign's face. |
| 82076 | I am the last of noble Edward's sons, |
| 82077 | Of whom thy father, Prince of Wales, was f... |
| 82078 | In war was never lion rag'd more fierce, |
| 82079 | In peace was never gentle lamb more mild, |
| 82080 | Than was that young and princely gentleman. |
| 82081 | His face thou hast, for even so look'd he, |
| 82082 | Accomplish'd with the number of thy hours; |
| 82083 | But when he frown'd, it was against the Fr... |
| 82084 | And not against his friends. His noble hand |
| 82085 | Did win what he did spend, and spent not that |
| 82086 | Which his triumphant father's hand had won. |
| 82087 | His hands were guilty of no kindred blood, |
| 82088 | But bloody with the enemies of his kin. |
| 82089 | O Richard! York is too far gone with grief, |
| 82090 | Or else he never would compare between- |
| 82091 | KING RICHARD. Why, uncle, what's the matter? |
| 82092 | YORK. O my liege, |
| 82093 | Pardon me, if you please; if not, I, pleas'd |
| 82094 | Not to be pardoned, am content withal. |
| 82095 | Seek you to seize and gripe into your hands |
| 82096 | The royalties and rights of banish'd Heref... |
| 82097 | Is not Gaunt dead? and doth not Hereford l... |
| 82098 | Was not Gaunt just? and is not Harry true? |
| 82099 | Did not the one deserve to have an heir? |
| 82100 | Is not his heir a well-deserving son? |
| 82101 | Take Hereford's rights away, and take from... |
| 82102 | His charters and his customary rights; |
| 82103 | Let not to-morrow then ensue to-day; |
| 82104 | Be not thyself-for how art thou a king |
| 82105 | But by fair sequence and succession? |
| 82106 | Now, afore God-God forbid I say true!- |
| 82107 | If you do wrongfully seize Hereford's rights, |
| 82108 | Call in the letters patents that he hath |
| 82109 | By his attorneys-general to sue |
| 82110 | His livery, and deny his off'red homage, |
| 82111 | You pluck a thousand dangers on your head, |
| 82112 | You lose a thousand well-disposed hearts, |
| 82113 | And prick my tender patience to those thou... |
| 82114 | Which honour and allegiance cannot think. |
| 82115 | KING RICHARD. Think what you will, we seize ... |
| 82116 | His plate, his goods, his money, and his l... |
| 82117 | YORK. I'll not be by the while. My liege, fa... |
| 82118 | What will ensue hereof there's none can tell; |
| 82119 | But by bad courses may be understood |
| 82120 | That their events can never fall out good.... |
| 82121 | KING RICHARD. Go, Bushy, to the Earl of Wilt... |
| 82122 | Bid him repair to us to Ely House |
| 82123 | To see this business. To-morrow next |
| 82124 | We will for Ireland; and 'tis time, I trow. |
| 82125 | And we create, in absence of ourself, |
| 82126 | Our Uncle York Lord Governor of England; |
| 82127 | For he is just, and always lov'd us well. |
| 82128 | Come on, our queen; to-morrow must we part; |
| 82129 | Be merry, for our time of stay is short. |
| 82130 | Flourish. Exeunt KING, QUEE... |
| 82131 | ... |
| 82132 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Well, lords, the Duke of Lan... |
| 82133 | Ross. And living too; for now his son is D... |
| 82134 | WILLOUGHBY. Barely in title, not in revenues. |
| 82135 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Richly in both, if justice h... |
| 82136 | ROSS. My heart is great; but it must break w... |
| 82137 | Ere't be disburdened with a liberal tongue. |
| 82138 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Nay, speak thy mind; and let... |
| 82139 | That speaks thy words again to do thee harm! |
| 82140 | WILLOUGHBY. Tends that thou wouldst speak to... |
| 82141 | If it be so, out with it boldly, man; |
| 82142 | Quick is mine ear to hear of good towards ... |
| 82143 | ROSS. No good at all that I can do for him; |
| 82144 | Unless you call it good to pity him, |
| 82145 | Bereft and gelded of his patrimony. |
| 82146 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Now, afore God, 'tis shame s... |
| 82147 | In him, a royal prince, and many moe |
| 82148 | Of noble blood in this declining land. |
| 82149 | The King is not himself, but basely led |
| 82150 | By flatterers; and what they will inform, |
| 82151 | Merely in hate, 'gainst any of us an, |
| 82152 | That will the King severely prosecute |
| 82153 | 'Gainst us, our lives, our children, and o... |
| 82154 | ROSS. The commons hath he pill'd with grievo... |
| 82155 | And quite lost their hearts; the nobles ha... |
| 82156 | For ancient quarrels and quite lost their ... |
| 82157 | WILLOUGHBY. And daily new exactions are devi... |
| 82158 | As blanks, benevolences, and I wot not what; |
| 82159 | But what, a God's name, doth become of this? |
| 82160 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Wars hath not wasted it, for... |
| 82161 | But basely yielded upon compromise |
| 82162 | That which his noble ancestors achiev'd wi... |
| 82163 | More hath he spent in peace than they in w... |
| 82164 | ROSS. The Earl of Wiltshire hath the realm i... |
| 82165 | WILLOUGHBY. The King's grown bankrupt like a... |
| 82166 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Reproach and dissolution han... |
| 82167 | ROSS. He hath not money for these Irish wars, |
| 82168 | His burdenous taxations notwithstanding, |
| 82169 | But by the robbing of the banish'd Duke. |
| 82170 | NORTHUMBERLAND. His noble kinsman-most degen... |
| 82171 | But, lords, we hear this fearful tempest s... |
| 82172 | Yet seek no shelter to avoid the storm; |
| 82173 | We see the wind sit sore upon our sails, |
| 82174 | And yet we strike not, but securely perish. |
| 82175 | ROSS. We see the very wreck that we must suf... |
| 82176 | And unavoided is the danger now |
| 82177 | For suffering so the causes of our wreck. |
| 82178 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Not so; even through the hol... |
| 82179 | I spy life peering; but I dare not say |
| 82180 | How near the tidings of our comfort is. |
| 82181 | WILLOUGHBY. Nay, let us share thy thoughts a... |
| 82182 | ROSS. Be confident to speak, Northumberland. |
| 82183 | We three are but thyself, and, speaking so, |
| 82184 | Thy words are but as thoughts; therefore b... |
| 82185 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Then thus: I have from Le Po... |
| 82186 | In Brittany, receiv'd intelligence |
| 82187 | That Harry Duke of Hereford, Rainold Lord ... |
| 82188 | That late broke from the Duke of Exeter, |
| 82189 | His brother, Archbishop late of Canterbury, |
| 82190 | Sir Thomas Erpingham, Sir John Ramston, |
| 82191 | Sir John Norbery, Sir Robert Waterton, and... |
| 82192 | All these, well furnish'd by the Duke of B... |
| 82193 | With eight tall ships, three thousand men ... |
| 82194 | Are making hither with all due expedience, |
| 82195 | And shortly mean to touch our northern shore. |
| 82196 | Perhaps they had ere this, but that they stay |
| 82197 | The first departing of the King for Ireland. |
| 82198 | If then we shall shake off our slavish yoke, |
| 82199 | Imp out our drooping country's broken wing, |
| 82200 | Redeem from broking pawn the blemish'd crown, |
| 82201 | Wipe off the dust that hides our sceptre's... |
| 82202 | And make high majesty look like itself, |
| 82203 | Away with me in post to Ravenspurgh; |
| 82204 | But if you faint, as fearing to do so, |
| 82205 | Stay and be secret, and myself will go. |
| 82206 | ROSS. To horse, to horse! Urge doubts to the... |
| 82207 | WILLOUGHBY. Hold out my horse, and I will fi... |
| 82208 | ... |
| 82209 | SCENE 2. |
| 82210 | Windsor Castle |
| 82211 | Enter QUEEN, BUSHY, and BAGOT |
| 82212 | BUSHY. Madam, your Majesty is too much sad. |
| 82213 | You promis'd, when you parted with the King, |
| 82214 | To lay aside life-harming heaviness |
| 82215 | And entertain a cheerful disposition. |
| 82216 | QUEEN. To please the King, I did; to please ... |
| 82217 | I cannot do it; yet I know no cause |
| 82218 | Why I should welcome such a guest as grief, |
| 82219 | Save bidding farewell to so sweet a guest |
| 82220 | As my sweet Richard. Yet again methinks |
| 82221 | Some unborn sorrow, ripe in fortune's womb, |
| 82222 | Is coming towards me, and my inward soul |
| 82223 | With nothing trembles. At some thing it gr... |
| 82224 | More than with parting from my lord the King. |
| 82225 | BUSHY. Each substance of a grief hath twenty... |
| 82226 | Which shows like grief itself, but is not so; |
| 82227 | For sorrow's eye, glazed with blinding tears, |
| 82228 | Divides one thing entire to many objects, |
| 82229 | Like perspectives which, rightly gaz'd upon, |
| 82230 | Show nothing but confusion-ey'd awry, |
| 82231 | Distinguish form. So your sweet Majesty, |
| 82232 | Looking awry upon your lord's departure, |
| 82233 | Find shapes of grief more than himself to ... |
| 82234 | Which, look'd on as it is, is nought but s... |
| 82235 | Of what it is not. Then, thrice-gracious Q... |
| 82236 | More than your lord's departure weep not-m... |
| 82237 | Or if it be, 'tis with false sorrow's eye, |
| 82238 | Which for things true weeps things imaginary. |
| 82239 | QUEEN. It may be so; but yet my inward soul |
| 82240 | Persuades me it is otherwise. Howe'er it be, |
| 82241 | I cannot but be sad; so heavy sad |
| 82242 | As-though, on thinking, on no thought I th... |
| 82243 | Makes me with heavy nothing faint and shrink. |
| 82244 | BUSHY. 'Tis nothing but conceit, my gracious... |
| 82245 | QUEEN. 'Tis nothing less: conceit is still d... |
| 82246 | From some forefather grief; mine is not so, |
| 82247 | For nothing hath begot my something grief, |
| 82248 | Or something hath the nothing that I griev... |
| 82249 | 'Tis in reversion that I do possess- |
| 82250 | But what it is that is not yet known what, |
| 82251 | I cannot name; 'tis nameless woe, I wot. |
| 82252 | Enter GREEN |
| 82253 | GREEN. God save your Majesty! and well met, ... |
| 82254 | I hope the King is not yet shipp'd for Ire... |
| 82255 | QUEEN. Why hopest thou so? 'Tis better hope ... |
| 82256 | For his designs crave haste, his haste goo... |
| 82257 | Then wherefore dost thou hope he is not sh... |
| 82258 | GREEN. That he, our hope, might have retir'd... |
| 82259 | And driven into despair an enemy's hope |
| 82260 | Who strongly hath set footing in this land. |
| 82261 | The banish'd Bolingbroke repeals himself, |
| 82262 | And with uplifted arms is safe arriv'd |
| 82263 | At Ravenspurgh. |
| 82264 | QUEEN. Now God in heaven forbid! |
| 82265 | GREEN. Ah, madam, 'tis too true; and that is... |
| 82266 | The Lord Northumberland, his son young Hen... |
| 82267 | The Lords of Ross, Beaumond, and Willoughby, |
| 82268 | With all their powerful friends, are fled ... |
| 82269 | BUSHY. Why have you not proclaim'd Northumbe... |
| 82270 | And all the rest revolted faction traitors? |
| 82271 | GREEN. We have; whereupon the Earl of Worcester |
| 82272 | Hath broken his staff, resign'd his stewar... |
| 82273 | And all the household servants fled with him |
| 82274 | To Bolingbroke. |
| 82275 | QUEEN. So, Green, thou art the midwife to my... |
| 82276 | And Bolingbroke my sorrow's dismal heir. |
| 82277 | Now hath my soul brought forth her prodigy; |
| 82278 | And I, a gasping new-deliver'd mother, |
| 82279 | Have woe to woe, sorrow to sorrow join'd. |
| 82280 | BUSHY. Despair not, madam. |
| 82281 | QUEEN. Who shall hinder me? |
| 82282 | I will despair, and be at enmity |
| 82283 | With cozening hope-he is a flatterer, |
| 82284 | A parasite, a keeper-back of death, |
| 82285 | Who gently would dissolve the bands of life, |
| 82286 | Which false hope lingers in extremity. |
| 82287 | Enter YORK |
| 82288 | GREEN. Here comes the Duke of York. |
| 82289 | QUEEN. With signs of war about his aged neck. |
| 82290 | O, full of careful business are his looks! |
| 82291 | Uncle, for God's sake, speak comfortable w... |
| 82292 | YORK. Should I do so, I should belie my thou... |
| 82293 | Comfort's in heaven; and we are on the earth, |
| 82294 | Where nothing lives but crosses, cares, an... |
| 82295 | Your husband, he is gone to save far off, |
| 82296 | Whilst others come to make him lose at home. |
| 82297 | Here am I left to underprop his land, |
| 82298 | Who, weak with age, cannot support myself. |
| 82299 | Now comes the sick hour that his surfeit m... |
| 82300 | Now shall he try his friends that flatter'... |
| 82301 | Enter a SERVINGMAN |
| 82302 | SERVINGMAN. My lord, your son was gone befor... |
| 82303 | YORK. He was-why so go all which way it will! |
| 82304 | The nobles they are fled, the commons they... |
| 82305 | And will, I fear, revolt on Hereford's side. |
| 82306 | Sirrah, get thee to Plashy, to my sister G... |
| 82307 | Bid her send me presently a thousand pound. |
| 82308 | Hold, take my ring. |
| 82309 | SERVINGMAN. My lord, I had forgot to tell yo... |
| 82310 | To-day, as I came by, I called there- |
| 82311 | But I shall grieve you to report the rest. |
| 82312 | YORK. What is't, knave? |
| 82313 | SERVINGMAN. An hour before I came, the Duche... |
| 82314 | YORK. God for his mercy! what a tide of woes |
| 82315 | Comes rushing on this woeful land at once! |
| 82316 | I know not what to do. I would to God, |
| 82317 | So my untruth had not provok'd him to it, |
| 82318 | The King had cut off my head with my broth... |
| 82319 | What, are there no posts dispatch'd for Ir... |
| 82320 | How shall we do for money for these wars? |
| 82321 | Come, sister-cousin, I would say-pray, par... |
| 82322 | Go, fellow, get thee home, provide some ca... |
| 82323 | And bring away the armour that is there. |
| 82324 | ... |
| 82325 | Gentlemen, will you go muster men? |
| 82326 | If I know how or which way to order these ... |
| 82327 | Thus disorderly thrust into my hands, |
| 82328 | Never believe me. Both are my kinsmen. |
| 82329 | T'one is my sovereign, whom both my oath |
| 82330 | And duty bids defend; t'other again |
| 82331 | Is my kinsman, whom the King hath wrong'd, |
| 82332 | Whom conscience and my kindred bids to right. |
| 82333 | Well, somewhat we must do.-Come, cousin, |
| 82334 | I'll dispose of you. Gentlemen, go muster ... |
| 82335 | And meet me presently at Berkeley. |
| 82336 | I should to Plashy too, |
| 82337 | But time will not permit. All is uneven, |
| 82338 | And everything is left at six and seven. |
| 82339 | Exe... |
| 82340 | BUSHY. The wind sits fair for news to go to ... |
| 82341 | But none returns. For us to levy power |
| 82342 | Proportionable to the enemy |
| 82343 | Is all unpossible. |
| 82344 | GREEN. Besides, our nearness to the King in ... |
| 82345 | Is near the hate of those love not the King. |
| 82346 | BAGOT. And that is the wavering commons; for... |
| 82347 | Lies in their purses; and whoso empties them, |
| 82348 | By so much fills their hearts with deadly ... |
| 82349 | BUSHY. Wherein the King stands generally con... |
| 82350 | BAGOT. If judgment lie in them, then so do we, |
| 82351 | Because we ever have been near the King. |
| 82352 | GREEN. Well, I will for refuge straight to B... |
| 82353 | The Earl of Wiltshire is already there. |
| 82354 | BUSHY. Thither will I with you; for little o... |
| 82355 | Will the hateful commons perform for us, |
| 82356 | Except Eke curs to tear us all to pieces. |
| 82357 | Will you go along with us? |
| 82358 | BAGOT. No; I will to Ireland to his Majesty. |
| 82359 | Farewell. If heart's presages be not vain, |
| 82360 | We three here part that ne'er shall meet a... |
| 82361 | BUSHY. That's as York thrives to beat back B... |
| 82362 | GREEN. Alas, poor Duke! the task he undertak... |
| 82363 | Is numb'ring sands and drinking oceans dry. |
| 82364 | Where one on his side fights, thousands wi... |
| 82365 | Farewell at once-for once, for all, and ever. |
| 82366 | BUSHY. Well, we may meet again. |
| 82367 | BAGOT. I fear me, never. ... |
| 82368 | SCENE 3. |
| 82369 | Gloucestershire |
| 82370 | Enter BOLINGBROKE and NORTHUMBERLAND, forces |
| 82371 | BOLINGBROKE. How far is it, my lord, to Berk... |
| 82372 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Believe me, noble lord, |
| 82373 | I am a stranger here in Gloucestershire. |
| 82374 | These high wild hills and rough uneven ways |
| 82375 | Draws out our miles, and makes them wearis... |
| 82376 | And yet your fair discourse hath been as s... |
| 82377 | Making the hard way sweet and delectable. |
| 82378 | But I bethink me what a weary way |
| 82379 | From Ravenspurgh to Cotswold will be found |
| 82380 | In Ross and Willoughby, wanting your company, |
| 82381 | Which, I protest, hath very much beguil'd |
| 82382 | The tediousness and process of my travel. |
| 82383 | But theirs is sweet'ned with the hope to have |
| 82384 | The present benefit which I possess; |
| 82385 | And hope to joy is little less in joy |
| 82386 | Than hope enjoy'd. By this the weary lords |
| 82387 | Shall make their way seem short, as mine h... |
| 82388 | By sight of what I have, your noble company. |
| 82389 | BOLINGBROKE. Of much less value is my company |
| 82390 | Than your good words. But who comes here? |
| 82391 | Enter HARRY PERCY |
| 82392 | NORTHUMBERLAND. It is my son, young Harry Pe... |
| 82393 | Sent from my brother Worcester, whencesoever. |
| 82394 | Harry, how fares your uncle? |
| 82395 | PERCY. I had thought, my lord, to have learn... |
| 82396 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Why, is he not with the Queen? |
| 82397 | PERCY. No, my good lord; he hath forsook the... |
| 82398 | Broken his staff of office, and dispers'd |
| 82399 | The household of the King. |
| 82400 | NORTHUMBERLAND. What was his reason? |
| 82401 | He was not so resolv'd when last we spake ... |
| 82402 | PERCY. Because your lordship was proclaimed ... |
| 82403 | But he, my lord, is gone to Ravenspurgh, |
| 82404 | To offer service to the Duke of Hereford; |
| 82405 | And sent me over by Berkeley, to discover |
| 82406 | What power the Duke of York had levied there; |
| 82407 | Then with directions to repair to Ravenspu... |
| 82408 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Have you forgot the Duke of ... |
| 82409 | PERCY. No, my good lord; for that is not forgot |
| 82410 | Which ne'er I did remember; to my knowledge, |
| 82411 | I never in my life did look on him. |
| 82412 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Then learn to know him now; ... |
| 82413 | PERCY. My gracious lord, I tender you my ser... |
| 82414 | Such as it is, being tender, raw, and young; |
| 82415 | Which elder days shall ripen, and confirm |
| 82416 | To more approved service and desert. |
| 82417 | BOLINGBROKE. I thank thee, gentle Percy; and... |
| 82418 | I count myself in nothing else so happy |
| 82419 | As in a soul rememb'ring my good friends; |
| 82420 | And as my fortune ripens with thy love, |
| 82421 | It shall be still thy true love's recompense. |
| 82422 | My heart this covenant makes, my hand thus... |
| 82423 | NORTHUMBERLAND. How far is it to Berkeley? A... |
| 82424 | Keeps good old York there with his men of ... |
| 82425 | PERCY. There stands the castle, by yon tuft ... |
| 82426 | Mann'd with three hundred men, as I have h... |
| 82427 | And in it are the Lords of York, Berkeley,... |
| 82428 | None else of name and noble estimate. |
| 82429 | Enter Ross and WILLOUGHBY |
| 82430 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Here come the Lords of Ross ... |
| 82431 | Bloody with spurring, fiery-red with haste. |
| 82432 | BOLINGBROKE. Welcome, my lords. I wot your l... |
| 82433 | A banish'd traitor. All my treasury |
| 82434 | Is yet but unfelt thanks, which, more enri... |
| 82435 | Shall be your love and labour's recompense. |
| 82436 | ROSS. Your presence makes us rich, most nobl... |
| 82437 | WILLOUGHBY. And far surmounts our labour to ... |
| 82438 | BOLINGBROKE. Evermore thanks, the exchequer ... |
| 82439 | Which, till my infant fortune comes to years, |
| 82440 | Stands for my bounty. But who comes here? |
| 82441 | Enter BERKELEY |
| 82442 | NORTHUMBERLAND. It is my Lord of Berkeley, a... |
| 82443 | BERKELEY. My Lord of Hereford, my message is... |
| 82444 | BOLINGBROKE. My lord, my answer is-'to Lanca... |
| 82445 | And I am come to seek that name in England; |
| 82446 | And I must find that title in your tongue |
| 82447 | Before I make reply to aught you say. |
| 82448 | BERKELEY. Mistake me not, my lord; 'tis not ... |
| 82449 | To raze one title of your honour out. |
| 82450 | To you, my lord, I come-what lord you will- |
| 82451 | From the most gracious regent of this land, |
| 82452 | The Duke of York, to know what pricks you on |
| 82453 | To take advantage of the absent time, |
| 82454 | And fright our native peace with self-born... |
| 82455 | Enter YORK, attended |
| 82456 | BOLINGBROKE. I shall not need transport my w... |
| 82457 | Here comes his Grace in person. My noble u... |
| 82458 | ... |
| 82459 | YORK. Show me thy humble heart, and not thy ... |
| 82460 | Whose duty is deceivable and false. |
| 82461 | BOLINGBROKE. My gracious uncle!- |
| 82462 | YORK. Tut, tut! |
| 82463 | Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle. |
| 82464 | I am no traitor's uncle; and that word 'gr... |
| 82465 | In an ungracious mouth is but profane. |
| 82466 | Why have those banish'd and forbidden legs |
| 82467 | Dar'd once to touch a dust of England's gr... |
| 82468 | But then more 'why?'-why have they dar'd t... |
| 82469 | So many miles upon her peaceful bosom, |
| 82470 | Frighting her pale-fac'd villages with war |
| 82471 | And ostentation of despised arms? |
| 82472 | Com'st thou because the anointed King is h... |
| 82473 | Why, foolish boy, the King is left behind, |
| 82474 | And in my loyal bosom lies his power. |
| 82475 | Were I but now lord of such hot youth |
| 82476 | As when brave Gaunt, thy father, and myself |
| 82477 | Rescued the Black Prince, that young Mars ... |
| 82478 | From forth the ranks of many thousand French, |
| 82479 | O, then how quickly should this arm of min... |
| 82480 | Now prisoner to the palsy, chastise the |
| 82481 | And minister correction to thy fault! |
| 82482 | BOLINGBROKE My gracious uncle, let me know m... |
| 82483 | On what condition stands it and wherein? |
| 82484 | YORK. Even in condition of the worst degree- |
| 82485 | In gross rebellion and detested treason. |
| 82486 | Thou art a banish'd man, and here art come |
| 82487 | Before the expiration of thy time, |
| 82488 | In braving arms against thy sovereign. |
| 82489 | BOLINGBROKE. As I was banish'd, I was banish... |
| 82490 | But as I come, I come for Lancaster. |
| 82491 | And, noble uncle, I beseech your Grace |
| 82492 | Look on my wrongs with an indifferent eye. |
| 82493 | You are my father, for methinks in you |
| 82494 | I see old Gaunt alive. O, then, my father, |
| 82495 | Will you permit that I shall stand condemn'd |
| 82496 | A wandering vagabond; my rights and royalties |
| 82497 | Pluck'd from my arms perforce, and given away |
| 82498 | To upstart unthrifts? Wherefore was I born? |
| 82499 | If that my cousin king be King in England, |
| 82500 | It must be granted I am Duke of Lancaster. |
| 82501 | You have a son, Aumerle, my noble cousin; |
| 82502 | Had you first died, and he been thus trod ... |
| 82503 | He should have found his uncle Gaunt a father |
| 82504 | To rouse his wrongs and chase them to the ... |
| 82505 | I am denied to sue my livery here, |
| 82506 | And yet my letters patents give me leave. |
| 82507 | My father's goods are all distrain'd and s... |
| 82508 | And these and all are all amiss employ'd. |
| 82509 | What would you have me do? I am a subject, |
| 82510 | And I challenge law-attorneys are denied me; |
| 82511 | And therefore personally I lay my claim |
| 82512 | To my inheritance of free descent. |
| 82513 | NORTHUMBERLAND. The noble Duke hath been too... |
| 82514 | ROSS. It stands your Grace upon to do him ri... |
| 82515 | WILLOUGHBY. Base men by his endowments are m... |
| 82516 | YORK. My lords of England, let me tell you t... |
| 82517 | I have had feeling of my cousin's wrongs, |
| 82518 | And labour'd all I could to do him right; |
| 82519 | But in this kind to come, in braving arms, |
| 82520 | Be his own carver and cut out his way, |
| 82521 | To find out right with wrong-it may not be; |
| 82522 | And you that do abet him in this kind |
| 82523 | Cherish rebellion, and are rebels all. |
| 82524 | NORTHUMBERLAND. The noble Duke hath sworn hi... |
| 82525 | But for his own; and for the right of that |
| 82526 | We all have strongly sworn to give him aid; |
| 82527 | And let him never see joy that breaks that... |
| 82528 | YORK. Well, well, I see the issue of these a... |
| 82529 | I cannot mend it, I must needs confess, |
| 82530 | Because my power is weak and all ill left; |
| 82531 | But if I could, by Him that gave me life, |
| 82532 | I would attach you all and make you stoop |
| 82533 | Unto the sovereign mercy of the King; |
| 82534 | But since I cannot, be it known unto you |
| 82535 | I do remain as neuter. So, fare you well; |
| 82536 | Unless you please to enter in the castle, |
| 82537 | And there repose you for this night. |
| 82538 | BOLINGBROKE. An offer, uncle, that we will a... |
| 82539 | But we must win your Grace to go with us |
| 82540 | To Bristow Castle, which they say is held |
| 82541 | By Bushy, Bagot, and their complices, |
| 82542 | The caterpillars of the commonwealth, |
| 82543 | Which I have sworn to weed and pluck away. |
| 82544 | YORK. It may be I will go with you; but yet ... |
| 82545 | For I am loath to break our country's laws. |
| 82546 | Nor friends nor foes, to me welcome you are. |
| 82547 | Things past redress are now with me past c... |
| 82548 | SCENE 4. |
| 82549 | A camp in Wales |
| 82550 | Enter EARL OF SALISBURY and a WELSH CAPTAIN |
| 82551 | CAPTAIN. My Lord of Salisbury, we have stay'... |
| 82552 | And hardly kept our countrymen together, |
| 82553 | And yet we hear no tidings from the King; |
| 82554 | Therefore we will disperse ourselves. Fare... |
| 82555 | SALISBURY. Stay yet another day, thou trusty... |
| 82556 | The King reposeth all his confidence in thee. |
| 82557 | CAPTAIN. 'Tis thought the King is dead; we w... |
| 82558 | The bay trees in our country are all withe... |
| 82559 | And meteors fright the fixed stars of heaven; |
| 82560 | The pale-fac'd moon looks bloody on the ea... |
| 82561 | And lean-look'd prophets whisper fearful c... |
| 82562 | Rich men look sad, and ruffians dance and ... |
| 82563 | The one in fear to lose what they enjoy, |
| 82564 | The other to enjoy by rage and war. |
| 82565 | These signs forerun the death or fall of k... |
| 82566 | Farewell. Our countrymen are gone and fled, |
| 82567 | As well assur'd Richard their King is dead... |
| 82568 | SALISBURY. Ah, Richard, with the eyes of hea... |
| 82569 | I see thy glory like a shooting star |
| 82570 | Fall to the base earth from the firmament! |
| 82571 | The sun sets weeping in the lowly west, |
| 82572 | Witnessing storms to come, woe, and unrest; |
| 82573 | Thy friends are fled, to wait upon thy foes; |
| 82574 | And crossly to thy good all fortune goes. ... |
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| 82583 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 82584 | BOLINGBROKE'S camp at Bristol |
| 82585 | Enter BOLINGBROKE, YORK, NORTHUMBERLAND, PERCY... |
| 82586 | BUSHY and GREEN, prisoners |
| 82587 | BOLINGBROKE. Bring forth these men. |
| 82588 | Bushy and Green, I will not vex your souls- |
| 82589 | Since presently your souls must part your ... |
| 82590 | With too much urging your pernicious lives, |
| 82591 | For 'twere no charity; yet, to wash your b... |
| 82592 | From off my hands, here in the view of men |
| 82593 | I will unfold some causes of your deaths: |
| 82594 | You have misled a prince, a royal king, |
| 82595 | A happy gentleman in blood and lineaments, |
| 82596 | By you unhappied and disfigured clean; |
| 82597 | You have in manner with your sinful hours |
| 82598 | Made a divorce betwixt his queen and him; |
| 82599 | Broke the possession of a royal bed, |
| 82600 | And stain'd the beauty of a fair queen's c... |
| 82601 | With tears drawn from her eyes by your fou... |
| 82602 | Myself-a prince by fortune of my birth, |
| 82603 | Near to the King in blood, and near in love |
| 82604 | Till you did make him misinterpret me- |
| 82605 | Have stoop'd my neck under your injuries |
| 82606 | And sigh'd my English breath in foreign cl... |
| 82607 | Eating the bitter bread of banishment, |
| 82608 | Whilst you have fed upon my signories, |
| 82609 | Dispark'd my parks and fell'd my forest wo... |
| 82610 | From my own windows torn my household coat, |
| 82611 | Raz'd out my imprese, leaving me no sign |
| 82612 | Save men's opinions and my living blood |
| 82613 | To show the world I am a gentleman. |
| 82614 | This and much more, much more than twice a... |
| 82615 | Condemns you to the death. See them delive... |
| 82616 | To execution and the hand of death. |
| 82617 | BUSHY. More welcome is the stroke of death t... |
| 82618 | Than Bolingbroke to England. Lords, farewell. |
| 82619 | GREEN. My comfort is that heaven will take o... |
| 82620 | And plague injustice with the pains of hell. |
| 82621 | BOLINGBROKE. My Lord Northumberland, see the... |
| 82622 | Exeunt NORTHUMBERLAND, and others, ... |
| 82623 | Uncle, you say the Queen is at your house; |
| 82624 | For God's sake, fairly let her be entreated. |
| 82625 | Tell her I send to her my kind commends; |
| 82626 | Take special care my greetings be delivered. |
| 82627 | YORK. A gentleman of mine I have dispatch'd |
| 82628 | With letters of your love to her at large. |
| 82629 | BOLINGBROKE. Thanks, gentle uncle. Come, lor... |
| 82630 | To fight with Glendower and his complices. |
| 82631 | Awhile to work, and after holiday. ... |
| 82632 | SCENE 2. |
| 82633 | The coast of Wales. A castle in view |
| 82634 | Drums. Flourish and colours. Enter the KING, t... |
| 82635 | AUMERLE, and soldiers |
| 82636 | KING RICHARD. Barkloughly Castle can they th... |
| 82637 | AUMERLE. Yea, my lord. How brooks your Grace... |
| 82638 | After your late tossing on the breaking seas? |
| 82639 | KING RICHARD. Needs must I like it well. I w... |
| 82640 | To stand upon my kingdom once again. |
| 82641 | Dear earth, I do salute thee with my hand, |
| 82642 | Though rebels wound thee with their horses... |
| 82643 | As a long-parted mother with her child |
| 82644 | Plays fondly with her tears and smiles in ... |
| 82645 | So weeping-smiling greet I thee, my earth, |
| 82646 | And do thee favours with my royal hands. |
| 82647 | Feed not thy sovereign's foe, my gentle ea... |
| 82648 | Nor with thy sweets comfort his ravenous s... |
| 82649 | But let thy spiders, that suck up thy venom, |
| 82650 | And heavy-gaited toads, lie in their way, |
| 82651 | Doing annoyance to the treacherous feet |
| 82652 | Which with usurping steps do trample thee; |
| 82653 | Yield stinging nettles to mine enemies; |
| 82654 | And when they from thy bosom pluck a flower, |
| 82655 | Guard it, I pray thee, with a lurking adder, |
| 82656 | Whose double tongue may with a mortal touch |
| 82657 | Throw death upon thy sovereign's enemies. |
| 82658 | Mock not my senseless conjuration, lords. |
| 82659 | This earth shall have a feeling, and these... |
| 82660 | Prove armed soldiers, ere her native king |
| 82661 | Shall falter under foul rebellion's arms. |
| 82662 | CARLISLE. Fear not, my lord; that Power that... |
| 82663 | Hath power to keep you king in spite of all. |
| 82664 | The means that heaven yields must be embrac'd |
| 82665 | And not neglected; else, if heaven would, |
| 82666 | And we will not, heaven's offer we refuse, |
| 82667 | The proffered means of succour and redress. |
| 82668 | AUMERLE. He means, my lord, that we are too ... |
| 82669 | Whilst Bolingbroke, through our security, |
| 82670 | Grows strong and great in substance and in... |
| 82671 | KING RICHARD. Discomfortable cousin! know'st... |
| 82672 | That when the searching eye of heaven is hid, |
| 82673 | Behind the globe, that lights the lower wo... |
| 82674 | Then thieves and robbers range abroad unseen |
| 82675 | In murders and in outrage boldly here; |
| 82676 | But when from under this terrestrial ball |
| 82677 | He fires the proud tops of the eastern pines |
| 82678 | And darts his light through every guilty h... |
| 82679 | Then murders, treasons, and detested sins, |
| 82680 | The cloak of night being pluck'd from off ... |
| 82681 | Stand bare and naked, trembling at themsel... |
| 82682 | So when this thief, this traitor, Bolingbr... |
| 82683 | Who all this while hath revell'd in the ni... |
| 82684 | Whilst we were wand'ring with the Antipodes, |
| 82685 | Shall see us rising in our throne, the east, |
| 82686 | His treasons will sit blushing in his face, |
| 82687 | Not able to endure the sight of day, |
| 82688 | But self-affrighted tremble at his sin. |
| 82689 | Not all the water in the rough rude sea |
| 82690 | Can wash the balm off from an anointed king; |
| 82691 | The breath of worldly men cannot depose |
| 82692 | The deputy elected by the Lord. |
| 82693 | For every man that Bolingbroke hath press'd |
| 82694 | To lift shrewd steel against our golden cr... |
| 82695 | God for his Richard hath in heavenly pay |
| 82696 | A glorious angel. Then, if angels fight, |
| 82697 | Weak men must fall; for heaven still guard... |
| 82698 | Enter SALISBURY |
| 82699 | Welcome, my lord. How far off lies your po... |
| 82700 | SALISBURY. Nor near nor farther off, my grac... |
| 82701 | Than this weak arm. Discomfort guides my t... |
| 82702 | And bids me speak of nothing but despair. |
| 82703 | One day too late, I fear me, noble lord, |
| 82704 | Hath clouded all thy happy days on earth. |
| 82705 | O, call back yesterday, bid time return, |
| 82706 | And thou shalt have twelve thousand fighti... |
| 82707 | To-day, to-day, unhappy day, too late, |
| 82708 | O'erthrows thy joys, friends, fortune, and... |
| 82709 | For all the Welshmen, hearing thou wert de... |
| 82710 | Are gone to Bolingbroke, dispers'd, and fled. |
| 82711 | AUMERLE. Comfort, my liege, why looks your G... |
| 82712 | KING RICHARD. But now the blood of twenty th... |
| 82713 | Did triumph in my face, and they are fled; |
| 82714 | And, till so much blood thither come again, |
| 82715 | Have I not reason to look pale and dead? |
| 82716 | All souls that will be safe, fly from my s... |
| 82717 | For time hath set a blot upon my pride. |
| 82718 | AUMERLE. Comfort, my liege; remember who you... |
| 82719 | KING RICHARD. I had forgot myself; am I not ... |
| 82720 | Awake, thou coward majesty! thou sleepest. |
| 82721 | Is not the King's name twenty thousand names? |
| 82722 | Arm, arm, my name! a puny subject strikes |
| 82723 | At thy great glory. Look not to the ground, |
| 82724 | Ye favourites of a king; are we not high? |
| 82725 | High be our thoughts. I know my uncle York |
| 82726 | Hath power enough to serve our turn. But w... |
| 82727 | Enter SCROOP |
| 82728 | SCROOP. More health and happiness betide my ... |
| 82729 | Than can my care-tun'd tongue deliver him. |
| 82730 | KING RICHARD. Mine ear is open and my heart ... |
| 82731 | The worst is worldly loss thou canst unfold. |
| 82732 | Say, is my kingdom lost? Why, 'twas my care, |
| 82733 | And what loss is it to be rid of care? |
| 82734 | Strives Bolingbroke to be as great as we? |
| 82735 | Greater he shall not be; if he serve God, |
| 82736 | We'll serve him too, and be his fellow so. |
| 82737 | Revolt our subjects? That we cannot mend; |
| 82738 | They break their faith to God as well as us. |
| 82739 | Cry woe, destruction, ruin, and decay- |
| 82740 | The worst is death, and death will have hi... |
| 82741 | SCROOP. Glad am I that your Highness is so a... |
| 82742 | To bear the tidings of calamity. |
| 82743 | Like an unseasonable stormy day |
| 82744 | Which makes the silver rivers drown their ... |
| 82745 | As if the world were all dissolv'd to tears, |
| 82746 | So high above his limits swells the rage |
| 82747 | Of Bolingbroke, covering your fearful land |
| 82748 | With hard bright steel and hearts harder t... |
| 82749 | White-beards have arm'd their thin and hai... |
| 82750 | Against thy majesty; boys, with women's vo... |
| 82751 | Strive to speak big, and clap their female... |
| 82752 | In stiff unwieldy arms against thy crown; |
| 82753 | Thy very beadsmen learn to bend their bows |
| 82754 | Of double-fatal yew against thy state; |
| 82755 | Yea, distaff-women manage rusty bills |
| 82756 | Against thy seat: both young and old rebel, |
| 82757 | And all goes worse than I have power to tell. |
| 82758 | KING RICHARD. Too well, too well thou tell's... |
| 82759 | Where is the Earl of Wiltshire? Where is B... |
| 82760 | What is become of Bushy? Where is Green? |
| 82761 | That they have let the dangerous enemy |
| 82762 | Measure our confines with such peaceful st... |
| 82763 | If we prevail, their heads shall pay for it. |
| 82764 | I warrant they have made peace with Boling... |
| 82765 | SCROOP. Peace have they made with him indeed... |
| 82766 | KING RICHARD. O villains, vipers, damn'd wit... |
| 82767 | Dogs, easily won to fawn on any man! |
| 82768 | Snakes, in my heart-blood warm'd, that sti... |
| 82769 | Three Judases, each one thrice worse than ... |
| 82770 | Would they make peace? Terrible hell make war |
| 82771 | Upon their spotted souls for this offence! |
| 82772 | SCROOP. Sweet love, I see, changing his prop... |
| 82773 | Turns to the sourest and most deadly hate. |
| 82774 | Again uncurse their souls; their peace is ... |
| 82775 | With heads, and not with hands; those whom... |
| 82776 | Have felt the worst of death's destroying ... |
| 82777 | And lie full low, grav'd in the hollow gro... |
| 82778 | AUMERLE. Is Bushy, Green, and the Earl of Wi... |
| 82779 | SCROOP. Ay, all of them at Bristow lost thei... |
| 82780 | AUMERLE. Where is the Duke my father with hi... |
| 82781 | KING RICHARD. No matter where-of comfort no ... |
| 82782 | Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; |
| 82783 | Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes |
| 82784 | Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. |
| 82785 | Let's choose executors and talk of wills; |
| 82786 | And yet not so-for what can we bequeath |
| 82787 | Save our deposed bodies to the ground? |
| 82788 | Our lands, our lives, and an, are Bolingbr... |
| 82789 | And nothing can we can our own but death |
| 82790 | And that small model of the barren earth |
| 82791 | Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. |
| 82792 | For God's sake let us sit upon the ground |
| 82793 | And tell sad stories of the death of kings: |
| 82794 | How some have been depos'd, some slain in ... |
| 82795 | Some haunted by the ghosts they have depos'd, |
| 82796 | Some poison'd by their wives, some sleepin... |
| 82797 | All murder'd-for within the hollow crown |
| 82798 | That rounds the mortal temples of a king |
| 82799 | Keeps Death his court; and there the antic... |
| 82800 | Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp; |
| 82801 | Allowing him a breath, a little scene, |
| 82802 | To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with lo... |
| 82803 | Infusing him with self and vain conceit, |
| 82804 | As if this flesh which walls about our life |
| 82805 | Were brass impregnable; and, humour'd thus, |
| 82806 | Comes at the last, and with a little pin |
| 82807 | Bores through his castle wall, and farewel... |
| 82808 | Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and b... |
| 82809 | With solemn reverence; throw away respect, |
| 82810 | Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty; |
| 82811 | For you have but mistook me all this while. |
| 82812 | I live with bread like you, feel want, |
| 82813 | Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, |
| 82814 | How can you say to me I am a king? |
| 82815 | CARLISLE. My lord, wise men ne'er sit and wa... |
| 82816 | But presently prevent the ways to wail. |
| 82817 | To fear the foe, since fear oppresseth str... |
| 82818 | Gives, in your weakness, strength unto you... |
| 82819 | And so your follies fight against yourself. |
| 82820 | Fear and be slain-no worse can come to fight; |
| 82821 | And fight and die is death destroying death, |
| 82822 | Where fearing dying pays death servile bre... |
| 82823 | AUMERLE. My father hath a power; inquire of ... |
| 82824 | And learn to make a body of a limb. |
| 82825 | KING RICHARD. Thou chid'st me well. Proud Bo... |
| 82826 | To change blows with thee for our day of d... |
| 82827 | This ague fit of fear is over-blown; |
| 82828 | An easy task it is to win our own. |
| 82829 | Say, Scroop, where lies our uncle with his... |
| 82830 | Speak sweetly, man, although thy looks be ... |
| 82831 | SCROOP. Men judge by the complexion of the sky |
| 82832 | The state in inclination of the day; |
| 82833 | So may you by my dull and heavy eye, |
| 82834 | My tongue hath but a heavier tale to say. |
| 82835 | I play the torturer, by small and small |
| 82836 | To lengthen out the worst that must be spo... |
| 82837 | Your uncle York is join'd with Bolingbroke; |
| 82838 | And all your northern castles yielded up, |
| 82839 | And all your southern gentlemen in arms |
| 82840 | Upon his party. |
| 82841 | KING RICHARD. Thou hast said enough. |
| 82842 | [To AUMERLE] Beshrew thee, cousin, which... |
| 82843 | Of that sweet way I was in to despair! |
| 82844 | What say you now? What comfort have we now? |
| 82845 | By heaven, I'll hate him everlastingly |
| 82846 | That bids me be of comfort any more. |
| 82847 | Go to Flint Castle; there I'll pine away; |
| 82848 | A king, woe's slave, shall kingly woe obey. |
| 82849 | That power I have, discharge; and let them go |
| 82850 | To ear the land that hath some hope to grow, |
| 82851 | For I have none. Let no man speak again |
| 82852 | To alter this, for counsel is but vain. |
| 82853 | AUMERLE. My liege, one word. |
| 82854 | KING RICHARD. He does me double wrong |
| 82855 | That wounds me with the flatteries of his ... |
| 82856 | Discharge my followers; let them hence away, |
| 82857 | From Richard's night to Bolingbroke's fair... |
| 82858 | SCENE 3. |
| 82859 | Wales. Before Flint Castle |
| 82860 | Enter, with drum and colours, BOLINGBROKE, YOR... |
| 82861 | and forces |
| 82862 | BOLINGBROKE. So that by this intelligence we... |
| 82863 | The Welshmen are dispers'd; and Salisbury |
| 82864 | Is gone to meet the King, who lately landed |
| 82865 | With some few private friends upon this co... |
| 82866 | NORTHUMBERLAND. The news is very fair and go... |
| 82867 | Richard not far from hence hath hid his head. |
| 82868 | YORK. It would beseem the Lord Northumberland |
| 82869 | To say 'King Richard.' Alack the heavy day |
| 82870 | When such a sacred king should hide his head! |
| 82871 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Your Grace mistakes; only to... |
| 82872 | Left I his title out. |
| 82873 | YORK. The time hath been, |
| 82874 | Would you have been so brief with him, he ... |
| 82875 | Have been so brief with you to shorten you, |
| 82876 | For taking so the head, your whole head's ... |
| 82877 | BOLINGBROKE. Mistake not, uncle, further tha... |
| 82878 | YORK. Take not, good cousin, further than yo... |
| 82879 | Lest you mistake. The heavens are over our... |
| 82880 | BOLINGBROKE. I know it, uncle; and oppose no... |
| 82881 | Against their will. But who comes here? |
| 82882 | Enter PERCY |
| 82883 | Welcome, Harry. What, will not this castle... |
| 82884 | PIERCY. The castle royally is mann'd, my lord, |
| 82885 | Against thy entrance. |
| 82886 | BOLINGBROKE. Royally! |
| 82887 | Why, it contains no king? |
| 82888 | PERCY. Yes, my good lord, |
| 82889 | It doth contain a king; King Richard lies |
| 82890 | Within the limits of yon lime and stone; |
| 82891 | And with him are the Lord Aumerle, Lord Sa... |
| 82892 | Sir Stephen Scroop, besides a clergyman |
| 82893 | Of holy reverence; who, I cannot learn. |
| 82894 | NORTHUMBERLAND. O, belike it is the Bishop o... |
| 82895 | BOLINGBROKE. [To NORTHUMBERLAND] Noble lord, |
| 82896 | Go to the rude ribs of that ancient castle; |
| 82897 | Through brazen trumpet send the breath of ... |
| 82898 | Into his ruin'd ears, and thus deliver: |
| 82899 | Henry Bolingbroke |
| 82900 | On both his knees doth kiss King Richard's... |
| 82901 | And sends allegiance and true faith of heart |
| 82902 | To his most royal person; hither come |
| 82903 | Even at his feet to lay my arms and power, |
| 82904 | Provided that my banishment repeal'd |
| 82905 | And lands restor'd again be freely granted; |
| 82906 | If not, I'll use the advantage of my power |
| 82907 | And lay the summer's dust with showers of ... |
| 82908 | Rain'd from the wounds of slaughtered Engl... |
| 82909 | The which how far off from the mind of Bol... |
| 82910 | It is such crimson tempest should bedrench |
| 82911 | The fresh green lap of fair King Richard's... |
| 82912 | My stooping duty tenderly shall show. |
| 82913 | Go, signify as much, while here we march |
| 82914 | Upon the grassy carpet of this plain. |
| 82915 | [NORTHUMBERLAND advances to the Cas... |
| 82916 | Let's march without the noise of threat'ni... |
| 82917 | That from this castle's tottered battlements |
| 82918 | Our fair appointments may be well perus'd. |
| 82919 | Methinks King Richard and myself should meet |
| 82920 | With no less terror than the elements |
| 82921 | Of fire and water, when their thund'ring s... |
| 82922 | At meeting tears the cloudy cheeks of heaven. |
| 82923 | Be he the fire, I'll be the yielding water; |
| 82924 | The rage be his, whilst on the earth I rain |
| 82925 | My waters-on the earth, and not on him. |
| 82926 | March on, and mark King Richard how he looks. |
| 82927 | Parle without, and answer within; then a... |
| 82928 | Enter on the walls, the KING, the BISHOP... |
| 82929 | AUMERLE, SCROOP, and SALISBURY |
| 82930 | See, see, King Richard doth himself appear, |
| 82931 | As doth the blushing discontented sun |
| 82932 | From out the fiery portal of the east, |
| 82933 | When he perceives the envious clouds are b... |
| 82934 | To dim his glory and to stain the track |
| 82935 | Of his bright passage to the occident. |
| 82936 | YORK. Yet he looks like a king. Behold, his ... |
| 82937 | As bright as is the eagle's, lightens forth |
| 82938 | Controlling majesty. Alack, alack, for woe, |
| 82939 | That any harm should stain so fair a show! |
| 82940 | KING RICHARD. [To NORTHUMBERLAND] We are ama... |
| 82941 | have we stood |
| 82942 | To watch the fearful bending of thy knee, |
| 82943 | Because we thought ourself thy lawful King; |
| 82944 | And if we be, how dare thy joints forget |
| 82945 | To pay their awful duty to our presence? |
| 82946 | If we be not, show us the hand of God |
| 82947 | That hath dismiss'd us from our stewardship; |
| 82948 | For well we know no hand of blood and bone |
| 82949 | Can gripe the sacred handle of our sceptre, |
| 82950 | Unless he do profane, steal, or usurp. |
| 82951 | And though you think that all, as you have... |
| 82952 | Have torn their souls by turning them from... |
| 82953 | And we are barren and bereft of friends, |
| 82954 | Yet know-my master, God omnipotent, |
| 82955 | Is mustering in his clouds on our behalf |
| 82956 | Armies of pestilence; and they shall strike |
| 82957 | Your children yet unborn and unbegot, |
| 82958 | That lift your vassal hands against my head |
| 82959 | And threat the glory of my precious crown. |
| 82960 | Tell Bolingbroke, for yon methinks he stands, |
| 82961 | That every stride he makes upon my land |
| 82962 | Is dangerous treason; he is come to open |
| 82963 | The purple testament of bleeding war; |
| 82964 | But ere the crown he looks for live in peace, |
| 82965 | Ten thousand bloody crowns of mothers' sons |
| 82966 | Shall ill become the flower of England's f... |
| 82967 | Change the complexion of her maid-pale peace |
| 82968 | To scarlet indignation, and bedew |
| 82969 | Her pastures' grass with faithful English ... |
| 82970 | NORTHUMBERLAND. The King of Heaven forbid ou... |
| 82971 | Should so with civil and uncivil arms |
| 82972 | Be rush'd upon! Thy thrice noble cousin, |
| 82973 | Harry Bolingbroke, doth humbly kiss thy ha... |
| 82974 | And by the honourable tomb he swears |
| 82975 | That stands upon your royal grandsire's bo... |
| 82976 | And by the royalties of both your bloods, |
| 82977 | Currents that spring from one most graciou... |
| 82978 | And by the buried hand of warlike Gaunt, |
| 82979 | And by the worth and honour of himself, |
| 82980 | Comprising all that may be sworn or said, |
| 82981 | His coming hither hath no further scope |
| 82982 | Than for his lineal royalties, and to beg |
| 82983 | Enfranchisement immediate on his knees; |
| 82984 | Which on thy royal party granted once, |
| 82985 | His glittering arms he will commend to rust, |
| 82986 | His barbed steeds to stables, and his heart |
| 82987 | To faithful service of your Majesty. |
| 82988 | This swears he, as he is a prince, is just; |
| 82989 | And as I am a gentleman I credit him. |
| 82990 | KING RICHARD. Northumberland, say thus the K... |
| 82991 | His noble cousin is right welcome hither; |
| 82992 | And all the number of his fair demands |
| 82993 | Shall be accomplish'd without contradictio... |
| 82994 | With all the gracious utterance thou hast |
| 82995 | Speak to his gentle hearing kind commends. |
| 82996 | [To AUMERLE] We do debase ourselves, cousi... |
| 82997 | To look so poorly and to speak so fair? |
| 82998 | Shall we call back Northumberland, and send |
| 82999 | Defiance to the traitor, and so die? |
| 83000 | AUMERLE. No, good my lord; let's fight with ... |
| 83001 | Till time lend friends, and friends their ... |
| 83002 | KING RICHARD. O God, O God! that e'er this t... |
| 83003 | That laid the sentence of dread banishment |
| 83004 | On yon proud man should take it off again |
| 83005 | With words of sooth! O that I were as great |
| 83006 | As is my grief, or lesser than my name! |
| 83007 | Or that I could forget what I have been! |
| 83008 | Or not remember what I must be now! |
| 83009 | Swell'st thou, proud heart? I'll give thee... |
| 83010 | Since foes have scope to beat both thee an... |
| 83011 | AUMERLE. Northumberland comes back from Boli... |
| 83012 | KING RICHARD. What must the King do now? Mus... |
| 83013 | The King shall do it. Must he be depos'd? |
| 83014 | The King shall be contented. Must he lose |
| 83015 | The name of king? A God's name, let it go. |
| 83016 | I'll give my jewels for a set of beads, |
| 83017 | My gorgeous palace for a hermitage, |
| 83018 | My gay apparel for an almsman's gown, |
| 83019 | My figur'd goblets for a dish of wood, |
| 83020 | My sceptre for a palmer's walking staff, |
| 83021 | My subjects for a pair of carved saints, |
| 83022 | And my large kingdom for a little grave, |
| 83023 | A little little grave, an obscure grave- |
| 83024 | Or I'll be buried in the king's high way, |
| 83025 | Some way of common trade, where subjects' ... |
| 83026 | May hourly trample on their sovereign's head; |
| 83027 | For on my heart they tread now whilst I live, |
| 83028 | And buried once, why not upon my head? |
| 83029 | Aumerle, thou weep'st, my tender-hearted c... |
| 83030 | We'll make foul weather with despised tears; |
| 83031 | Our sighs and they shall lodge the summer ... |
| 83032 | And make a dearth in this revolting land. |
| 83033 | Or shall we play the wantons with our woes |
| 83034 | And make some pretty match with shedding t... |
| 83035 | As thus: to drop them still upon one place |
| 83036 | Till they have fretted us a pair of graves |
| 83037 | Within the earth; and, therein laid-there ... |
| 83038 | Two kinsmen digg'd their graves with weepi... |
| 83039 | Would not this ill do well? Well, well, I see |
| 83040 | I talk but idly, and you laugh at me. |
| 83041 | Most mighty prince, my Lord Northumberland, |
| 83042 | What says King Bolingbroke? Will his Majesty |
| 83043 | Give Richard leave to live till Richard die? |
| 83044 | You make a leg, and Bolingbroke says ay. |
| 83045 | NORTHUMBERLAND. My lord, in the base court h... |
| 83046 | To speak with you; may it please you to co... |
| 83047 | KING RICHARD. Down, down I come, like glist'... |
| 83048 | Wanting the manage of unruly jades. |
| 83049 | In the base court? Base court, where kings... |
| 83050 | To come at traitors' calls, and do them gr... |
| 83051 | In the base court? Come down? Down, court!... |
| 83052 | For night-owls shriek where mounting larks... |
| 83053 | ... |
| 83054 | BOLINGBROKE. What says his Majesty? |
| 83055 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Sorrow and grief of heart |
| 83056 | Makes him speak fondly, like a frantic man; |
| 83057 | Yet he is come. |
| 83058 | Enter the KING, and his attendants, ... |
| 83059 | BOLINGBROKE. Stand all apart, |
| 83060 | And show fair duty to his Majesty. [He k... |
| 83061 | My gracious lord- |
| 83062 | KING RICHARD. Fair cousin, you debase your p... |
| 83063 | To make the base earth proud with kissing it. |
| 83064 | Me rather had my heart might feel your love |
| 83065 | Than my unpleas'd eye see your courtesy. |
| 83066 | Up, cousin, up; your heart is up, I know, |
| 83067 | [Touching his own head] Thus high at least... |
| 83068 | knee be low. |
| 83069 | BOLINGBROKE. My gracious lord, I come but fo... |
| 83070 | KING RICHARD. Your own is yours, and I am yo... |
| 83071 | BOLINGBROKE. So far be mine, my most redoubt... |
| 83072 | As my true service shall deserve your love. |
| 83073 | KING RICHARD. Well you deserve. They well de... |
| 83074 | That know the strong'st and surest way to ... |
| 83075 | Uncle, give me your hands; nay, dry your e... |
| 83076 | Tears show their love, but want their reme... |
| 83077 | Cousin, I am too young to be your father, |
| 83078 | Though you are old enough to be my heir. |
| 83079 | What you will have, I'll give, and willing... |
| 83080 | For do we must what force will have us do. |
| 83081 | Set on towards London. Cousin, is it so? |
| 83082 | BOLINGBROKE. Yea, my good lord. |
| 83083 | KING RICHARD. Then I must not say no. ... |
| 83084 | SCENE 4. |
| 83085 | The DUKE OF YORK's garden |
| 83086 | Enter the QUEEN and two LADIES |
| 83087 | QUEEN. What sport shall we devise here in th... |
| 83088 | To drive away the heavy thought of care? |
| 83089 | LADY. Madam, we'll play at bowls. |
| 83090 | QUEEN. 'Twill make me think the world is ful... |
| 83091 | And that my fortune runs against the bias. |
| 83092 | LADY. Madam, we'll dance. |
| 83093 | QUEEN. My legs can keep no measure in delight, |
| 83094 | When my poor heart no measure keeps in grief; |
| 83095 | Therefore no dancing, girl; some other sport. |
| 83096 | LADY. Madam, we'll tell tales. |
| 83097 | QUEEN. Of sorrow or of joy? |
| 83098 | LADY. Of either, madam. |
| 83099 | QUEEN. Of neither, girl; |
| 83100 | For if of joy, being altogether wanting, |
| 83101 | It doth remember me the more of sorrow; |
| 83102 | Or if of grief, being altogether had, |
| 83103 | It adds more sorrow to my want of joy; |
| 83104 | For what I have I need not to repeat, |
| 83105 | And what I want it boots not to complain. |
| 83106 | LADY. Madam, I'll sing. |
| 83107 | QUEEN. 'Tis well' that thou hast cause; |
| 83108 | But thou shouldst please me better wouldst... |
| 83109 | LADY. I could weep, madam, would it do you g... |
| 83110 | QUEEN. And I could sing, would weeping do me... |
| 83111 | And never borrow any tear of thee. |
| 83112 | Enter a GARDENER and two SERVANTS |
| 83113 | But stay, here come the gardeners. |
| 83114 | Let's step into the shadow of these trees. |
| 83115 | My wretchedness unto a row of pins, |
| 83116 | They will talk of state, for every one dot... |
| 83117 | Against a change: woe is forerun with woe. |
| 83118 | [QUEEN ... |
| 83119 | GARDENER. Go, bind thou up yon dangling apri... |
| 83120 | Which, like unruly children, make their sire |
| 83121 | Stoop with oppression of their prodigal we... |
| 83122 | Give some supportance to the bending twigs. |
| 83123 | Go thou, and Eke an executioner |
| 83124 | Cut off the heads of too fast growing sprays |
| 83125 | That look too lofty in our commonwealth: |
| 83126 | All must be even in our government. |
| 83127 | You thus employ'd, I will go root away |
| 83128 | The noisome weeds which without profit suck |
| 83129 | The soil's fertility from wholesome flowers. |
| 83130 | SERVANT. Why should we, in the compass of a ... |
| 83131 | Keep law and form and due proportion, |
| 83132 | Showing, as in a model, our firm estate, |
| 83133 | When our sea-walled garden, the whole land, |
| 83134 | Is full of weeds; her fairest flowers chok... |
| 83135 | Her fruit trees all unprun'd, her hedges r... |
| 83136 | Her knots disordered, and her wholesome herbs |
| 83137 | Swarming with caterpillars? |
| 83138 | GARDENER. Hold thy peace. |
| 83139 | He that hath suffer'd this disorder'd spring |
| 83140 | Hath now himself met with the fall of leaf; |
| 83141 | The weeds which his broad-spreading leaves... |
| 83142 | That seem'd in eating him to hold him up, |
| 83143 | Are pluck'd up root and all by Bolingbroke- |
| 83144 | I mean the Earl of Wiltshire, Bushy, Green. |
| 83145 | SERVANT. What, are they dead? |
| 83146 | GARDENER. They are; and Bolingbroke |
| 83147 | Hath seiz'd the wasteful King. O, what pit... |
| 83148 | That he had not so trimm'd and dress'd his... |
| 83149 | As we this garden! We at time of year |
| 83150 | Do wound the bark, the skin of our fruit t... |
| 83151 | Lest, being over-proud in sap and blood, |
| 83152 | With too much riches it confound itself; |
| 83153 | Had he done so to great and growing men, |
| 83154 | They might have Ev'd to bear, and he to taste |
| 83155 | Their fruits of duty. Superfluous branches |
| 83156 | We lop away, that bearing boughs may live; |
| 83157 | Had he done so, himself had home the crown, |
| 83158 | Which waste of idle hours hath quite throw... |
| 83159 | SERVANT. What, think you the King shall be d... |
| 83160 | GARDENER. Depress'd he is already, and depos'd |
| 83161 | 'Tis doubt he will be. Letters came last n... |
| 83162 | To a dear friend of the good Duke of York's |
| 83163 | That tell black tidings. |
| 83164 | QUEEN. O, I am press'd to death through want... |
| 83165 | ... |
| 83166 | Thou, old Adam's likeness, set to dress th... |
| 83167 | How dares thy harsh rude tongue sound this... |
| 83168 | What Eve, what serpent, hath suggested the |
| 83169 | To make a second fall of cursed man? |
| 83170 | Why dost thou say King Richard is depos'd? |
| 83171 | Dar'st thou, thou little better thing than... |
| 83172 | Divine his downfall? Say, where, when, and... |
| 83173 | Cam'st thou by this ill tidings? Speak, th... |
| 83174 | GARDENER. Pardon me, madam; little joy have |
| 83175 | To breathe this news; yet what I say is true. |
| 83176 | King Richard, he is in the mighty hold |
| 83177 | Of Bolingbroke. Their fortunes both are we... |
| 83178 | In your lord's scale is nothing but himself, |
| 83179 | And some few vanities that make him light; |
| 83180 | But in the balance of great Bolingbroke, |
| 83181 | Besides himself, are all the English peers, |
| 83182 | And with that odds he weighs King Richard ... |
| 83183 | Post you to London, and you will find it so; |
| 83184 | I speak no more than every one doth know. |
| 83185 | QUEEN. Nimble mischance, that art so light o... |
| 83186 | Doth not thy embassage belong to me, |
| 83187 | And am I last that knows it? O, thou thinkest |
| 83188 | To serve me last, that I may longest keep |
| 83189 | Thy sorrow in my breast. Come, ladies, go |
| 83190 | To meet at London London's King in woe. |
| 83191 | What, was I born to this, that my sad look |
| 83192 | Should grace the triumph of great Bolingbr... |
| 83193 | Gard'ner, for telling me these news of woe, |
| 83194 | Pray God the plants thou graft'st may neve... |
| 83195 | Exeun... |
| 83196 | GARDENER. Poor Queen, so that thy state migh... |
| 83197 | I would my skill were subject to thy curse. |
| 83198 | Here did she fall a tear; here in this place |
| 83199 | I'll set a bank of rue, sour herb of grace. |
| 83200 | Rue, even for ruth, here shortly shall be ... |
| 83201 | In the remembrance of a weeping queen. ... |
| 83202 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 83203 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 83204 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 83205 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 83206 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 83207 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 83208 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
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| 83210 | ACT IV. SCENE 1. |
| 83211 | Westminster Hall |
| 83212 | Enter, as to the Parliament, BOLINGBROKE, AUME... |
| 83213 | FITZWATER, SURREY, the BISHOP OF CARLISLE, the... |
| 83214 | and others; HERALD, OFFICERS, and BAGOT |
| 83215 | BOLINGBROKE. Call forth Bagot. |
| 83216 | Now, Bagot, freely speak thy mind- |
| 83217 | What thou dost know of noble Gloucester's ... |
| 83218 | Who wrought it with the King, and who perf... |
| 83219 | The bloody office of his timeless end. |
| 83220 | BAGOT. Then set before my face the Lord Aume... |
| 83221 | BOLINGBROKE. Cousin, stand forth, and look u... |
| 83222 | BAGOT. My Lord Aumerle, I know your daring t... |
| 83223 | Scorns to unsay what once it hath deliver'd. |
| 83224 | In that dead time when Gloucester's death ... |
| 83225 | I heard you say 'Is not my arm of length, |
| 83226 | That reacheth from the restful English Court |
| 83227 | As far as Calais, to mine uncle's head?' |
| 83228 | Amongst much other talk that very time |
| 83229 | I heard you say that you had rather refuse |
| 83230 | The offer of an hundred thousand crowns |
| 83231 | Than Bolingbroke's return to England; |
| 83232 | Adding withal, how blest this land would be |
| 83233 | In this your cousin's death. |
| 83234 | AUMERLE. Princes, and noble lords, |
| 83235 | What answer shall I make to this base man? |
| 83236 | Shall I so much dishonour my fair stars |
| 83237 | On equal terms to give him chastisement? |
| 83238 | Either I must, or have mine honour soil'd |
| 83239 | With the attainder of his slanderous lips. |
| 83240 | There is my gage, the manual seal of death |
| 83241 | That marks thee out for hell. I say thou l... |
| 83242 | And will maintain what thou hast said is f... |
| 83243 | In thy heart-blood, through being all too ... |
| 83244 | To stain the temper of my knightly sword. |
| 83245 | BOLINGBROKE. Bagot, forbear; thou shalt not ... |
| 83246 | AUMERLE. Excepting one, I would he were the ... |
| 83247 | In all this presence that hath mov'd me so. |
| 83248 | FITZWATER. If that thy valour stand on sympa... |
| 83249 | There is my gage, Aumerle, in gage to thine. |
| 83250 | By that fair sun which shows me where thou... |
| 83251 | I heard thee say, and vauntingly thou spak... |
| 83252 | That thou wert cause of noble Gloucester's... |
| 83253 | If thou deniest it twenty times, thou liest; |
| 83254 | And I will turn thy falsehood to thy heart, |
| 83255 | Where it was forged, with my rapier's point. |
| 83256 | AUMERLE. Thou dar'st not, coward, live to se... |
| 83257 | FITZWATER. Now, by my soul, I would it were ... |
| 83258 | AUMERLE. Fitzwater, thou art damn'd to hell ... |
| 83259 | PERCY. Aumerle, thou liest; his honour is as... |
| 83260 | In this appeal as thou art an unjust; |
| 83261 | And that thou art so, there I throw my gage, |
| 83262 | To prove it on thee to the extremest point |
| 83263 | Of mortal breathing. Seize it, if thou dar... |
| 83264 | AUMERLE. An if I do not, may my hands rot of |
| 83265 | And never brandish more revengeful steel |
| 83266 | Over the glittering helmet of my foe! |
| 83267 | ANOTHER LORD. I task the earth to the like, ... |
| 83268 | And spur thee on with fun as many lies |
| 83269 | As may be halloa'd in thy treacherous ear |
| 83270 | From sun to sun. There is my honour's pawn; |
| 83271 | Engage it to the trial, if thou darest. |
| 83272 | AUMERLE. Who sets me else? By heaven, I'll t... |
| 83273 | I have a thousand spirits in one breast |
| 83274 | To answer twenty thousand such as you. |
| 83275 | SURREY. My Lord Fitzwater, I do remember well |
| 83276 | The very time Aumerle and you did talk. |
| 83277 | FITZWATER. 'Tis very true; you were in prese... |
| 83278 | And you can witness with me this is true. |
| 83279 | SURREY. As false, by heaven, as heaven itsel... |
| 83280 | FITZWATER. Surrey, thou liest. |
| 83281 | SURREY. Dishonourable boy! |
| 83282 | That lie shall lie so heavy on my sword |
| 83283 | That it shall render vengeance and revenge |
| 83284 | Till thou the lie-giver and that lie do he |
| 83285 | In earth as quiet as thy father's skull. |
| 83286 | In proof whereof, there is my honour's pawn; |
| 83287 | Engage it to the trial, if thou dar'st. |
| 83288 | FITZWATER. How fondly dost thou spur a forwa... |
| 83289 | If I dare eat, or drink, or breathe, or live, |
| 83290 | I dare meet Surrey in a wilderness, |
| 83291 | And spit upon him whilst I say he lies, |
| 83292 | And lies, and lies. There is my bond of fa... |
| 83293 | To tie thee to my strong correction. |
| 83294 | As I intend to thrive in this new world, |
| 83295 | Aumerle is guilty of my true appeal. |
| 83296 | Besides, I heard the banish'd Norfolk say |
| 83297 | That thou, Aumerle, didst send two of thy men |
| 83298 | To execute the noble Duke at Calais. |
| 83299 | AUMERLE. Some honest Christian trust me with... |
| 83300 | That Norfolk lies. Here do I throw down this, |
| 83301 | If he may be repeal'd to try his honour. |
| 83302 | BOLINGBROKE. These differences shall all res... |
| 83303 | Till Norfolk be repeal'd-repeal'd he shall be |
| 83304 | And, though mine enemy, restor'd again |
| 83305 | To all his lands and signories. When he is... |
| 83306 | Against Aumerle we will enforce his trial. |
| 83307 | CARLISLE. That honourable day shall never be... |
| 83308 | Many a time hath banish'd Norfolk fought |
| 83309 | For Jesu Christ in glorious Christian field, |
| 83310 | Streaming the ensign of the Christian cross |
| 83311 | Against black pagans, Turks, and Saracens; |
| 83312 | And, toil'd with works of war, retir'd him... |
| 83313 | To Italy; and there, at Venice, gave |
| 83314 | His body to that pleasant country's earth, |
| 83315 | And his pure soul unto his captain, Christ, |
| 83316 | Under whose colours he had fought so long. |
| 83317 | BOLINGBROKE. Why, Bishop, is Norfolk dead? |
| 83318 | CARLISLE. As surely as I live, my lord. |
| 83319 | BOLINGBROKE. Sweet peace conduct his sweet s... |
| 83320 | Of good old Abraham! Lords appellants, |
| 83321 | Your differences shall all rest under gage |
| 83322 | Till we assign you to your days of trial |
| 83323 | Enter YORK, attended |
| 83324 | YORK. Great Duke of Lancaster, I come to the |
| 83325 | From plume-pluck'd Richard, who with willi... |
| 83326 | Adopts thee heir, and his high sceptre yie... |
| 83327 | To the possession of thy royal hand. |
| 83328 | Ascend his throne, descending now from him- |
| 83329 | And long live Henry, fourth of that name! |
| 83330 | BOLINGBROKE. In God's name, I'll ascend the ... |
| 83331 | CARLISLE. Marry, God forbid! |
| 83332 | Worst in this royal presence may I speak, |
| 83333 | Yet best beseeming me to speak the truth. |
| 83334 | Would God that any in this noble presence |
| 83335 | Were enough noble to be upright judge |
| 83336 | Of noble Richard! Then true noblesse would |
| 83337 | Learn him forbearance from so foul a wrong. |
| 83338 | What subject can give sentence on his king? |
| 83339 | And who sits here that is not Richard's su... |
| 83340 | Thieves are not judg'd but they are by to ... |
| 83341 | Although apparent guilt be seen in them; |
| 83342 | And shall the figure of God's majesty, |
| 83343 | His captain, steward, deputy elect, |
| 83344 | Anointed, crowned, planted many years, |
| 83345 | Be judg'd by subject and inferior breath, |
| 83346 | And he himself not present? O, forfend it,... |
| 83347 | That in a Christian climate souls refin'd |
| 83348 | Should show so heinous, black, obscene a d... |
| 83349 | I speak to subjects, and a subject speaks, |
| 83350 | Stirr'd up by God, thus boldly for his king. |
| 83351 | My Lord of Hereford here, whom you call king, |
| 83352 | Is a foul traitor to proud Hereford's king; |
| 83353 | And if you crown him, let me prophesy- |
| 83354 | The blood of English shall manure the ground, |
| 83355 | And future ages groan for this foul act; |
| 83356 | Peace shall go sleep with Turks and infidels, |
| 83357 | And in this seat of peace tumultuous wars |
| 83358 | Shall kin with kin and kind with kind conf... |
| 83359 | Disorder, horror, fear, and mutiny, |
| 83360 | Shall here inhabit, and this land be call'd |
| 83361 | The field of Golgotha and dead men's skulls. |
| 83362 | O, if you raise this house against this ho... |
| 83363 | It will the woefullest division prove |
| 83364 | That ever fell upon this cursed earth. |
| 83365 | Prevent it, resist it, let it not be so, |
| 83366 | Lest child, child's children, cry against ... |
| 83367 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Well have you argued, sir; a... |
| 83368 | Of capital treason we arrest you here. |
| 83369 | My Lord of Westminster, be it your charge |
| 83370 | To keep him safely till his day of trial. |
| 83371 | May it please you, lords, to grant the com... |
| 83372 | BOLINGBROKE. Fetch hither Richard, that in c... |
| 83373 | He may surrender; so we shall proceed |
| 83374 | Without suspicion. |
| 83375 | YORK. I will be his conduct. ... |
| 83376 | BOLINGBROKE. Lords, you that here are under ... |
| 83377 | Procure your sureties for your days of ans... |
| 83378 | Little are we beholding to your love, |
| 83379 | And little look'd for at your helping hands. |
| 83380 | Re-enter YORK, with KING RICHARD, and OF... |
| 83381 | bearing the regalia |
| 83382 | KING RICHARD. Alack, why am I sent for to a ... |
| 83383 | Before I have shook off the regal thoughts |
| 83384 | Wherewith I reign'd? I hardly yet have lea... |
| 83385 | To insinuate, flatter, bow, and bend my knee. |
| 83386 | Give sorrow leave awhile to tutor me |
| 83387 | To this submission. Yet I well remember |
| 83388 | The favours of these men. Were they not mine? |
| 83389 | Did they not sometime cry 'All hail!' to me? |
| 83390 | So Judas did to Christ; but he, in twelve, |
| 83391 | Found truth in all but one; I, in twelve t... |
| 83392 | God save the King! Will no man say amen? |
| 83393 | Am I both priest and clerk? Well then, amen. |
| 83394 | God save the King! although I be not he; |
| 83395 | And yet, amen, if heaven do think him me. |
| 83396 | To do what service am I sent for hither? |
| 83397 | YORK. To do that office of thine own good will |
| 83398 | Which tired majesty did make thee offer- |
| 83399 | The resignation of thy state and crown |
| 83400 | To Henry Bolingbroke. |
| 83401 | KING RICHARD. Give me the crown. Here, cousi... |
| 83402 | Here, cousin, |
| 83403 | On this side my hand, and on that side thine. |
| 83404 | Now is this golden crown like a deep well |
| 83405 | That owes two buckets, filling one another; |
| 83406 | The emptier ever dancing in the air, |
| 83407 | The other down, unseen, and full of water. |
| 83408 | That bucket down and fun of tears am I, |
| 83409 | Drinking my griefs, whilst you mount up on... |
| 83410 | BOLINGBROKE. I thought you had been willing ... |
| 83411 | KING RICHARD. My crown I am; but still my gr... |
| 83412 | You may my glories and my state depose, |
| 83413 | But not my griefs; still am I king of those. |
| 83414 | BOLINGBROKE. Part of your cares you give me ... |
| 83415 | KING RICHARD. Your cares set up do not pluck... |
| 83416 | My care is loss of care, by old care done; |
| 83417 | Your care is gain of care, by new care won. |
| 83418 | The cares I give I have, though given away; |
| 83419 | They tend the crown, yet still with me the... |
| 83420 | BOLINGBROKE. Are you contented to resign the... |
| 83421 | KING RICHARD. Ay, no; no, ay; for I must not... |
| 83422 | Therefore no no, for I resign to thee. |
| 83423 | Now mark me how I will undo myself: |
| 83424 | I give this heavy weight from off my head, |
| 83425 | And this unwieldy sceptre from my hand, |
| 83426 | The pride of kingly sway from out my heart; |
| 83427 | With mine own tears I wash away my balm, |
| 83428 | With mine own hands I give away my crown, |
| 83429 | With mine own tongue deny my sacred state, |
| 83430 | With mine own breath release all duteous o... |
| 83431 | All pomp and majesty I do forswear; |
| 83432 | My manors, rents, revenues, I forgo; |
| 83433 | My acts, decrees, and statutes, I deny. |
| 83434 | God pardon all oaths that are broke to me! |
| 83435 | God keep all vows unbroke are made to thee! |
| 83436 | Make me, that nothing have, with nothing g... |
| 83437 | And thou with all pleas'd, that hast an ac... |
| 83438 | Long mayst thou live in Richard's seat to ... |
| 83439 | And soon lie Richard in an earthly pit. |
| 83440 | God save King Henry, unking'd Richard says, |
| 83441 | And send him many years of sunshine days! |
| 83442 | What more remains? |
| 83443 | NORTHUMBERLAND. No more; but that you read |
| 83444 | These accusations, and these grievous crim... |
| 83445 | Committed by your person and your followers |
| 83446 | Against the state and profit of this land; |
| 83447 | That, by confessing them, the souls of men |
| 83448 | May deem that you are worthily depos'd. |
| 83449 | KING RICHARD. Must I do so? And must I ravel... |
| 83450 | My weav'd-up follies? Gentle Northumberland, |
| 83451 | If thy offences were upon record, |
| 83452 | Would it not shame thee in so fair a troop |
| 83453 | To read a lecture of them? If thou wouldst, |
| 83454 | There shouldst thou find one heinous article, |
| 83455 | Containing the deposing of a king |
| 83456 | And cracking the strong warrant of an oath, |
| 83457 | Mark'd with a blot, damn'd in the book of ... |
| 83458 | Nay, all of you that stand and look upon me |
| 83459 | Whilst that my wretchedness doth bait myself, |
| 83460 | Though some of you, with Pilate, wash your... |
| 83461 | Showing an outward pity-yet you Pilates |
| 83462 | Have here deliver'd me to my sour cross, |
| 83463 | And water cannot wash away your sin. |
| 83464 | NORTHUMBERLAND. My lord, dispatch; read o'er... |
| 83465 | articles. |
| 83466 | KING RICHARD. Mine eyes are full of tears; I... |
| 83467 | And yet salt water blinds them not so much |
| 83468 | But they can see a sort of traitors here. |
| 83469 | Nay, if I turn mine eyes upon myself, |
| 83470 | I find myself a traitor with the rest; |
| 83471 | For I have given here my soul's consent |
| 83472 | T'undeck the pompous body of a king; |
| 83473 | Made glory base, and sovereignty a slave, |
| 83474 | Proud majesty a subject, state a peasant. |
| 83475 | NORTHUMBERLAND. My lord- |
| 83476 | KING RICHARD. No lord of thine, thou haught ... |
| 83477 | Nor no man's lord; I have no name, no tide- |
| 83478 | No, not that name was given me at the font- |
| 83479 | But 'tis usurp'd. Alack the heavy day, |
| 83480 | That I have worn so many winters out, |
| 83481 | And know not now what name to call myself! |
| 83482 | O that I were a mockery king of snow, |
| 83483 | Standing before the sun of Bolingbroke |
| 83484 | To melt myself away in water drops! |
| 83485 | Good king, great king, and yet not greatly... |
| 83486 | An if my word be sterling yet in England, |
| 83487 | Let it command a mirror hither straight, |
| 83488 | That it may show me what a face I have |
| 83489 | Since it is bankrupt of his majesty. |
| 83490 | BOLINGBROKE. Go some of you and fetch a look... |
| 83491 | ... |
| 83492 | NORTHUMBERLAND. Read o'er this paper while t... |
| 83493 | KING RICHARD. Fiend, thou torments me ere I ... |
| 83494 | BOLINGBROKE. Urge it no more, my Lord Northu... |
| 83495 | NORTHUMBERLAND. The Commons will not, then, ... |
| 83496 | KING RICHARD. They shall be satisfied. I'll ... |
| 83497 | When I do see the very book indeed |
| 83498 | Where all my sins are writ, and that's mys... |
| 83499 | Re-enter attendant with glass |
| 83500 | Give me that glass, and therein will I read. |
| 83501 | No deeper wrinkles yet? Hath sorrow struck |
| 83502 | So many blows upon this face of mine |
| 83503 | And made no deeper wounds? O flatt'ring gl... |
| 83504 | Like to my followers in prosperity, |
| 83505 | Thou dost beguile me! Was this face the face |
| 83506 | That every day under his household roof |
| 83507 | Did keep ten thousand men? Was this the face |
| 83508 | That like the sun did make beholders wink? |
| 83509 | Is this the face which fac'd so many follies |
| 83510 | That was at last out-fac'd by Bolingbroke? |
| 83511 | A brittle glory shineth in this face; |
| 83512 | As brittle as the glory is the face; |
| 83513 | [Dashes the glass agai... |
| 83514 | For there it is, crack'd in a hundred shiv... |
| 83515 | Mark, silent king, the moral of this sport- |
| 83516 | How soon my sorrow hath destroy'd my face. |
| 83517 | BOLINGBROKE. The shadow of your sorrow hath ... |
| 83518 | The shadow of your face. |
| 83519 | KING RICHARD. Say that again. |
| 83520 | The shadow of my sorrow? Ha! let's see. |
| 83521 | 'Tis very true: my grief lies all within; |
| 83522 | And these external manner of laments |
| 83523 | Are merely shadows to the unseen grief |
| 83524 | That swells with silence in the tortur'd s... |
| 83525 | There lies the substance; and I thank thee... |
| 83526 | For thy great bounty, that not only giv'st |
| 83527 | Me cause to wail, but teachest me the way |
| 83528 | How to lament the cause. I'll beg one boon, |
| 83529 | And then be gone and trouble you no more. |
| 83530 | Shall I obtain it? |
| 83531 | BOLINGBROKE. Name it, fair cousin. |
| 83532 | KING RICHARD. Fair cousin! I am greater than... |
| 83533 | For when I was a king, my flatterers |
| 83534 | Were then but subjects; being now a subject, |
| 83535 | I have a king here to my flatterer. |
| 83536 | Being so great, I have no need to beg. |
| 83537 | BOLINGBROKE. Yet ask. |
| 83538 | KING RICHARD. And shall I have? |
| 83539 | BOLINGBROKE. You shall. |
| 83540 | KING RICHARD. Then give me leave to go. |
| 83541 | BOLINGBROKE. Whither? |
| 83542 | KING RICHARD. Whither you will, so I were fr... |
| 83543 | BOLINGBROKE. Go, some of you convey him to t... |
| 83544 | KING RICHARD. O, good! Convey! Conveyers are... |
| 83545 | That rise thus nimbly by a true king's fall. |
| 83546 | Exeunt KING RICHARD, some... |
| 83547 | BOLINGBROKE. On Wednesday next we solemnly s... |
| 83548 | Our coronation. Lords, prepare yourselves. |
| 83549 | Exeunt all but the ABBOT O... |
| 83550 | BISHOP OF CAR... |
| 83551 | ABBOT. A woeful pageant have we here beheld. |
| 83552 | CARLISLE. The woe's to come; the children ye... |
| 83553 | Shall feel this day as sharp to them as th... |
| 83554 | AUMERLE. You holy clergymen, is there no plot |
| 83555 | To rid the realm of this pernicious blot? |
| 83556 | ABBOT. My lord, |
| 83557 | Before I freely speak my mind herein, |
| 83558 | You shall not only take the sacrament |
| 83559 | To bury mine intents, but also to effect |
| 83560 | Whatever I shall happen to devise. |
| 83561 | I see your brows are full of discontent, |
| 83562 | Your hearts of sorrow, and your eyes of te... |
| 83563 | Come home with me to supper; I will lay |
| 83564 | A plot shall show us all a merry day. ... |
| 83565 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 83566 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 83567 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 83568 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 83569 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 83570 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 83571 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
| 83572 | SERVICE THAT CHARGES FOR DOWNLOAD TIME OR FOR ... |
| 83573 | ACT V. SCENE 1. |
| 83574 | London. A street leading to the Tower |
| 83575 | Enter the QUEEN, with her attendants |
| 83576 | QUEEN. This way the King will come; this is ... |
| 83577 | To Julius Caesar's ill-erected tower, |
| 83578 | To whose flint bosom my condemned lord |
| 83579 | Is doom'd a prisoner by proud Bolingbroke. |
| 83580 | Here let us rest, if this rebellious earth |
| 83581 | Have any resting for her true King's queen. |
| 83582 | Enter KING RICHARD and Guard |
| 83583 | But soft, but see, or rather do not see, |
| 83584 | My fair rose wither. Yet look up, behold, |
| 83585 | That you in pity may dissolve to dew, |
| 83586 | And wash him fresh again with true-love te... |
| 83587 | Ah, thou, the model where old Troy did stand; |
| 83588 | Thou map of honour, thou King Richard's tomb, |
| 83589 | And not King Richard; thou most beauteous ... |
| 83590 | Why should hard-favour'd grief be lodg'd i... |
| 83591 | When triumph is become an alehouse guest? |
| 83592 | KING RICHARD. Join not with grief, fair woma... |
| 83593 | To make my end too sudden. Learn, good soul, |
| 83594 | To think our former state a happy dream; |
| 83595 | From which awak'd, the truth of what we are |
| 83596 | Shows us but this: I am sworn brother, sweet, |
| 83597 | To grim Necessity; and he and |
| 83598 | Will keep a league till death. Hie thee to... |
| 83599 | And cloister thee in some religious house. |
| 83600 | Our holy lives must win a new world's crown, |
| 83601 | Which our profane hours here have thrown d... |
| 83602 | QUEEN. What, is my Richard both in shape and... |
| 83603 | Transform'd and weak'ned? Hath Bolingbroke... |
| 83604 | Thine intellect? Hath he been in thy heart? |
| 83605 | The lion dying thrusteth forth his paw |
| 83606 | And wounds the earth, if nothing else, wit... |
| 83607 | To be o'erpow'r'd; and wilt thou, pupil-like, |
| 83608 | Take the correction mildly, kiss the rod, |
| 83609 | And fawn on rage with base humility, |
| 83610 | Which art a lion and the king of beasts? |
| 83611 | KING RICHARD. A king of beasts, indeed! If a... |
| 83612 | I had been still a happy king of men. |
| 83613 | Good sometimes queen, prepare thee hence f... |
| 83614 | Think I am dead, and that even here thou t... |
| 83615 | As from my death-bed, thy last living leave. |
| 83616 | In winter's tedious nights sit by the fire |
| 83617 | With good old folks, and let them tell the... |
| 83618 | Of woeful ages long ago betid; |
| 83619 | And ere thou bid good night, to quit their... |
| 83620 | Tell thou the lamentable tale of me, |
| 83621 | And send the hearers weeping to their beds; |
| 83622 | For why, the senseless brands will sympathize |
| 83623 | The heavy accent of thy moving tongue, |
| 83624 | And in compassion weep the fire out; |
| 83625 | And some will mourn in ashes, some coal-bl... |
| 83626 | For the deposing of a rightful king. |
| 83627 | Enter NORTHUMBERLAND attended |
| 83628 | NORTHUMBERLAND. My lord, the mind of Bolingb... |
| 83629 | You must to Pomfret, not unto the Tower. |
| 83630 | And, madam, there is order ta'en for you: |
| 83631 | With all swift speed you must away to France. |
| 83632 | KING RICHARD. Northumberland, thou ladder wh... |
| 83633 | The mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne, |
| 83634 | The time shall not be many hours of age |
| 83635 | More than it is, ere foul sin gathering head |
| 83636 | Shall break into corruption. Thou shalt think |
| 83637 | Though he divide the realm and give thee half |
| 83638 | It is too little, helping him to all; |
| 83639 | And he shall think that thou, which knowes... |
| 83640 | To plant unrightful kings, wilt know again, |
| 83641 | Being ne'er so little urg'd, another way |
| 83642 | To pluck him headlong from the usurped thr... |
| 83643 | The love of wicked men converts to fear; |
| 83644 | That fear to hate; and hate turns one or both |
| 83645 | To worthy danger and deserved death. |
| 83646 | NORTHUMBERLAND. My guilt be on my head, and ... |
| 83647 | Take leave, and part; for you must part fo... |
| 83648 | KING RICHARD. Doubly divorc'd! Bad men, you ... |
| 83649 | A twofold marriage-'twixt my crown and me, |
| 83650 | And then betwixt me and my married wife. |
| 83651 | Let me unkiss the oath 'twixt thee and me; |
| 83652 | And yet not so, for with a kiss 'twas made. |
| 83653 | Part us, Northumberland; I towards the north, |
| 83654 | Where shivering cold and sickness pines th... |
| 83655 | My wife to France, from whence set forth i... |
| 83656 | She came adorned hither like sweet May, |
| 83657 | Sent back like Hallowmas or short'st of day. |
| 83658 | QUEEN. And must we be divided? Must we part? |
| 83659 | KING RICHARD. Ay, hand from hand, my love, a... |
| 83660 | QUEEN. Banish us both, and send the King wit... |
| 83661 | NORTHUMBERLAND. That were some love, but lit... |
| 83662 | QUEEN. Then whither he goes thither let me go. |
| 83663 | KING RICHARD. So two, together weeping, make... |
| 83664 | Weep thou for me in France, I for thee here; |
| 83665 | Better far off than near, be ne'er the near. |
| 83666 | Go, count thy way with sighs; I mine with ... |
| 83667 | QUEEN. So longest way shall have the longest... |
| 83668 | KING RICHARD. Twice for one step I'll groan,... |
| 83669 | And piece the way out with a heavy heart. |
| 83670 | Come, come, in wooing sorrow let's be brief, |
| 83671 | Since, wedding it, there is such length in... |
| 83672 | One kiss shall stop our mouths, and dumbly... |
| 83673 | Thus give I mine, and thus take I thy heart. |
| 83674 | QUEEN. Give me mine own again; 'twere no goo... |
| 83675 | To take on me to keep and kill thy heart. |
| 83676 | So, now I have mine own again, be gone. |
| 83677 | That I may strive to kill it with a groan. |
| 83678 | KING RICHARD. We make woe wanton with this f... |
| 83679 | Once more, adieu; the rest let sorrow say.... |
| 83680 | SCENE 2. |
| 83681 | The DUKE OF YORK's palace |
| 83682 | Enter the DUKE OF YORK and the DUCHESS |
| 83683 | DUCHESS. My Lord, you told me you would tell... |
| 83684 | When weeping made you break the story off, |
| 83685 | Of our two cousins' coming into London. |
| 83686 | YORK. Where did I leave? |
| 83687 | DUCHESS. At that sad stop, my lord, |
| 83688 | Where rude misgoverned hands from windows'... |
| 83689 | Threw dust and rubbish on King Richard's h... |
| 83690 | YORK. Then, as I said, the Duke, great Bolin... |
| 83691 | Mounted upon a hot and fiery steed |
| 83692 | Which his aspiring rider seem'd to know, |
| 83693 | With slow but stately pace kept on his cou... |
| 83694 | Whilst all tongues cried 'God save thee, B... |
| 83695 | You would have thought the very windows sp... |
| 83696 | So many greedy looks of young and old |
| 83697 | Through casements darted their desiring eyes |
| 83698 | Upon his visage; and that all the walls |
| 83699 | With painted imagery had said at once |
| 83700 | 'Jesu preserve thee! Welcome, Bolingbroke!' |
| 83701 | Whilst he, from the one side to the other ... |
| 83702 | Bareheaded, lower than his proud steed's n... |
| 83703 | Bespake them thus, 'I thank you, countrymen.' |
| 83704 | And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. |
| 83705 | DUCHESS. Alack, poor Richard! where rode he ... |
| 83706 | YORK. As in a theatre the eyes of men |
| 83707 | After a well-grac'd actor leaves the stage |
| 83708 | Are idly bent on him that enters next, |
| 83709 | Thinking his prattle to be tedious; |
| 83710 | Even so, or with much more contempt, men's... |
| 83711 | Did scowl on gentle Richard; no man cried ... |
| 83712 | No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home; |
| 83713 | But dust was thrown upon his sacred head; |
| 83714 | Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, |
| 83715 | His face still combating with tears and sm... |
| 83716 | The badges of his grief and patience, |
| 83717 | That had not God, for some strong purpose,... |
| 83718 | The hearts of men, they must perforce have... |
| 83719 | And barbarism itself have pitied him. |
| 83720 | But heaven hath a hand in these events, |
| 83721 | To whose high will we bound our calm conte... |
| 83722 | To Bolingbroke are we sworn subjects now, |
| 83723 | Whose state and honour I for aye allow. |
| 83724 | DUCHESS. Here comes my son Aumerle. |
| 83725 | YORK. Aumerle that was |
| 83726 | But that is lost for being Richard's friend, |
| 83727 | And madam, you must call him Rudand now. |
| 83728 | I am in Parliament pledge for his truth |
| 83729 | And lasting fealty to the new-made king. |
| 83730 | Enter AUMERLE |
| 83731 | DUCHESS. Welcome, my son. Who are the violet... |
| 83732 | That strew the green lap of the new come s... |
| 83733 | AUMERLE. Madam, I know not, nor I greatly ca... |
| 83734 | God knows I had as lief be none as one. |
| 83735 | YORK. Well, bear you well in this new spring... |
| 83736 | Lest you be cropp'd before you come to prime. |
| 83737 | What news from Oxford? Do these justs and ... |
| 83738 | AUMERLE. For aught I know, my lord, they do. |
| 83739 | YORK. You will be there, I know. |
| 83740 | AUMERLE. If God prevent not, I purpose so. |
| 83741 | YORK. What seal is that that without thy bosom? |
| 83742 | Yea, look'st thou pale? Let me see the wri... |
| 83743 | AUMERLE. My lord, 'tis nothing. |
| 83744 | YORK. No matter, then, who see it. |
| 83745 | I will be satisfied; let me see the writing. |
| 83746 | AUMERLE. I do beseech your Grace to pardon me; |
| 83747 | It is a matter of small consequence |
| 83748 | Which for some reasons I would not have seen. |
| 83749 | YORK. Which for some reasons, sir, I mean to... |
| 83750 | I fear, I fear- |
| 83751 | DUCHESS. What should you fear? |
| 83752 | 'Tis nothing but some bond that he is ent'... |
| 83753 | For gay apparel 'gainst the triumph-day. |
| 83754 | YORK. Bound to himself! What doth he with a ... |
| 83755 | That he is bound to? Wife, thou art a fool. |
| 83756 | Boy, let me see the writing. |
| 83757 | AUMERLE. I do beseech you, pardon me; I may ... |
| 83758 | YORK. I will be satisfied; let me see it, I ... |
| 83759 | [He plucks it out of his bosom... |
| 83760 | Treason, foul treason! Villain! traitor! s... |
| 83761 | DUCHESS. What is the matter, my lord? |
| 83762 | YORK. Ho! who is within there? |
| 83763 | Enter a servant |
| 83764 | Saddle my horse. |
| 83765 | God for his mercy, what treachery is here! |
| 83766 | DUCHESS. Why, York, what is it, my lord? |
| 83767 | YORK. Give me my boots, I say; saddle my horse. |
| 83768 | ... |
| 83769 | Now, by mine honour, by my life, my troth, |
| 83770 | I will appeach the villain. |
| 83771 | DUCHESS. What is the matter? |
| 83772 | YORK. Peace, foolish woman. |
| 83773 | DUCHESS. I will not peace. What is the matte... |
| 83774 | AUMERLE. Good mother, be content; it is no more |
| 83775 | Than my poor life must answer. |
| 83776 | DUCHESS. Thy life answer! |
| 83777 | YORK. Bring me my boots. I will unto the King. |
| 83778 | His man enters with his boots |
| 83779 | DUCHESS. Strike him, Aumerle. Poor boy, thou... |
| 83780 | Hence, villain! never more come in my sight. |
| 83781 | YORK. Give me my boots, I say. |
| 83782 | DUCHESS. Why, York, what wilt thou do? |
| 83783 | Wilt thou not hide the trespass of thine own? |
| 83784 | Have we more sons? or are we like to have? |
| 83785 | Is not my teeming date drunk up with time? |
| 83786 | And wilt thou pluck my fair son from mine age |
| 83787 | And rob me of a happy mother's name? |
| 83788 | Is he not like thee? Is he not thine own? |
| 83789 | YORK. Thou fond mad woman, |
| 83790 | Wilt thou conceal this dark conspiracy? |
| 83791 | A dozen of them here have ta'en the sacram... |
| 83792 | And interchangeably set down their hands |
| 83793 | To kill the King at Oxford. |
| 83794 | DUCHESS. He shall be none; |
| 83795 | We'll keep him here. Then what is that to ... |
| 83796 | YORK. Away, fond woman! were he twenty times... |
| 83797 | I would appeach him. |
| 83798 | DUCHESS. Hadst thou groan'd for him |
| 83799 | As I have done, thou wouldst be more pitiful. |
| 83800 | But now I know thy mind: thou dost suspect |
| 83801 | That I have been disloyal to thy bed |
| 83802 | And that he is a bastard, not thy son. |
| 83803 | Sweet York, sweet husband, be not of that ... |
| 83804 | He is as like thee as a man may be |
| 83805 | Not like to me, or any of my kin, |
| 83806 | And yet I love him. |
| 83807 | YORK. Make way, unruly woman! ... |
| 83808 | DUCHESS. After, Aumerle! Mount thee upon his... |
| 83809 | Spur post, and get before him to the King, |
| 83810 | And beg thy pardon ere he do accuse thee. |
| 83811 | I'll not be long behind; though I be old, |
| 83812 | I doubt not but to ride as fast as York; |
| 83813 | And never will I rise up from the ground |
| 83814 | Till Bolingbroke have pardon'd thee. Away,... |
| 83815 | ... |
| 83816 | SCENE 3. |
| 83817 | Windsor Castle |
| 83818 | Enter BOLINGBROKE as King, PERCY, and other LORDS |
| 83819 | BOLINGBROKE. Can no man tell me of my unthri... |
| 83820 | 'Tis full three months since I did see him... |
| 83821 | If any plague hang over us, 'tis he. |
| 83822 | I would to God, my lords, he might be found. |
| 83823 | Inquire at London, 'mongst the taverns there, |
| 83824 | For there, they say, he daily doth frequent |
| 83825 | With unrestrained loose companions, |
| 83826 | Even such, they say, as stand in narrow lanes |
| 83827 | And beat our watch and rob our passengers, |
| 83828 | Which he, young wanton and effeminate boy, |
| 83829 | Takes on the point of honour to support |
| 83830 | So dissolute a crew. |
| 83831 | PERCY. My lord, some two days since I saw th... |
| 83832 | And told him of those triumphs held at Oxf... |
| 83833 | BOLINGBROKE. And what said the gallant? |
| 83834 | PERCY. His answer was, he would unto the stews, |
| 83835 | And from the common'st creature pluck a gl... |
| 83836 | And wear it as a favour; and with that |
| 83837 | He would unhorse the lustiest challenger. |
| 83838 | BOLINGBROKE. As dissolute as desperate; yet ... |
| 83839 | I see some sparks of better hope, which el... |
| 83840 | May happily bring forth. But who comes here? |
| 83841 | Enter AUMERLE amazed |
| 83842 | AUMERLE. Where is the King? |
| 83843 | BOLINGBROKE. What means our cousin that he s... |
| 83844 | So wildly? |
| 83845 | AUMERLE. God save your Grace! I do beseech y... |
| 83846 | To have some conference with your Grace al... |
| 83847 | BOLINGBROKE. Withdraw yourselves, and leave ... |
| 83848 | Exeu... |
| 83849 | What is the matter with our cousin now? |
| 83850 | AUMERLE. For ever may my knees grow to the e... |
| 83851 | ... |
| 83852 | My tongue cleave to my roof within my mouth, |
| 83853 | Unless a pardon ere I rise or speak. |
| 83854 | BOLINGBROKE. Intended or committed was this ... |
| 83855 | If on the first, how heinous e'er it be, |
| 83856 | To win thy after-love I pardon thee. |
| 83857 | AUMERLE. Then give me leave that I may turn ... |
| 83858 | That no man enter till my tale be done. |
| 83859 | BOLINGBROKE. Have thy desire. |
| 83860 | [The DUKE OF YORK knocks at the do... |
| 83861 | YORK. [Within] My liege, beware; look to thy... |
| 83862 | Thou hast a traitor in thy presence there. |
| 83863 | BOLINGBROKE. [Drawing] Villain, I'll make th... |
| 83864 | AUMERLE. Stay thy revengeful hand; thou hast... |
| 83865 | YORK. [Within] Open the door, secure, foolha... |
| 83866 | Shall I, for love, speak treason to thy face? |
| 83867 | Open the door, or I will break it open. |
| 83868 | Enter YORK |
| 83869 | BOLINGBROKE. What is the matter, uncle? Speak; |
| 83870 | Recover breath; tell us how near is danger, |
| 83871 | That we may arm us to encounter it. |
| 83872 | YORK. Peruse this writing here, and thou sha... |
| 83873 | The treason that my haste forbids me show. |
| 83874 | AUMERLE. Remember, as thou read'st, thy prom... |
| 83875 | I do repent me; read not my name there; |
| 83876 | My heart is not confederate with my hand. |
| 83877 | YORK. It was, villain, ere thy hand did set ... |
| 83878 | I tore it from the traitor's bosom, King; |
| 83879 | Fear, and not love, begets his penitence. |
| 83880 | Forget to pity him, lest thy pity prove |
| 83881 | A serpent that will sting thee to the heart. |
| 83882 | BOLINGBROKE. O heinous, strong, and bold con... |
| 83883 | O loyal father of a treacherous son! |
| 83884 | Thou sheer, immaculate, and silver fountain, |
| 83885 | From whence this stream through muddy pass... |
| 83886 | Hath held his current and defil'd himself! |
| 83887 | Thy overflow of good converts to bad; |
| 83888 | And thy abundant goodness shall excuse |
| 83889 | This deadly blot in thy digressing son. |
| 83890 | YORK. So shall my virtue be his vice's bawd; |
| 83891 | And he shall spend mine honour with his sh... |
| 83892 | As thriftless sons their scraping fathers'... |
| 83893 | Mine honour lives when his dishonour dies, |
| 83894 | Or my sham'd life in his dishonour lies. |
| 83895 | Thou kill'st me in his life; giving him br... |
| 83896 | The traitor lives, the true man's put to d... |
| 83897 | DUCHESS. [Within] I What ho, my liege, for G... |
| 83898 | BOLINGBROKE. What shrill-voic'd suppliant ma... |
| 83899 | DUCHESS. [Within] A woman, and thine aunt, g... |
| 83900 | Speak with me, pity me, open the door. |
| 83901 | A beggar begs that never begg'd before. |
| 83902 | BOLINGBROKE. Our scene is alt'red from a ser... |
| 83903 | And now chang'd to 'The Beggar and the King.' |
| 83904 | My dangerous cousin, let your mother in. |
| 83905 | I know she is come to pray for your foul sin. |
| 83906 | YORK. If thou do pardon whosoever pray, |
| 83907 | More sins for this forgiveness prosper may. |
| 83908 | This fest'red joint cut off, the rest rest... |
| 83909 | This let alone will all the rest confound. |
| 83910 | Enter DUCHESS |
| 83911 | DUCHESS. O King, believe not this hard-heart... |
| 83912 | Love loving not itself, none other can. |
| 83913 | YORK. Thou frantic woman, what dost thou mak... |
| 83914 | Shall thy old dugs once more a traitor rear? |
| 83915 | DUCHESS. Sweet York, be patient. Hear me, ge... |
| 83916 | ... |
| 83917 | BOLINGBROKE. Rise up, good aunt. |
| 83918 | DUCHESS. Not yet, I thee beseech. |
| 83919 | For ever will I walk upon my knees, |
| 83920 | And never see day that the happy sees |
| 83921 | Till thou give joy; until thou bid me joy |
| 83922 | By pardoning Rutland, my transgressing boy. |
| 83923 | AUMERLE. Unto my mother's prayers I bend my ... |
| 83924 | ... |
| 83925 | YORK. Against them both, my true joints bend... |
| 83926 | ... |
| 83927 | Ill mayst thou thrive, if thou grant any g... |
| 83928 | DUCHESS. Pleads he in earnest? Look upon his... |
| 83929 | His eyes do drop no tears, his prayers are... |
| 83930 | His words come from his mouth, ours from o... |
| 83931 | He prays but faintly and would be denied; |
| 83932 | We pray with heart and soul, and all beside. |
| 83933 | His weary joints would gladly rise, I know; |
| 83934 | Our knees still kneel till to the ground t... |
| 83935 | His prayers are full of false hypocrisy; |
| 83936 | Ours of true zeal and deep integrity. |
| 83937 | Our prayers do out-pray his; then let them... |
| 83938 | That mercy which true prayer ought to have. |
| 83939 | BOLINGBROKE. Good aunt, stand up. |
| 83940 | DUCHESS. do not say 'stand up'; |
| 83941 | Say 'pardon' first, and afterwards 'stand ... |
| 83942 | An if I were thy nurse, thy tongue to teach, |
| 83943 | 'Pardon' should be the first word of thy s... |
| 83944 | I never long'd to hear a word till now; |
| 83945 | Say 'pardon,' King; let pity teach thee how. |
| 83946 | The word is short, but not so short as sweet; |
| 83947 | No word like 'pardon' for kings' mouths so... |
| 83948 | YORK. Speak it in French, King, say 'pardonn... |
| 83949 | DUCHESS. Dost thou teach pardon pardon to de... |
| 83950 | Ah, my sour husband, my hard-hearted lord, |
| 83951 | That sets the word itself against the word! |
| 83952 | Speak 'pardon' as 'tis current in our land; |
| 83953 | The chopping French we do not understand. |
| 83954 | Thine eye begins to speak, set thy tongue ... |
| 83955 | Or in thy piteous heart plant thou thine ear, |
| 83956 | That hearing how our plaints and prayers d... |
| 83957 | Pity may move thee 'pardon' to rehearse. |
| 83958 | BOLINGBROKE. Good aunt, stand up. |
| 83959 | DUCHESS. I do not sue to stand; |
| 83960 | Pardon is all the suit I have in hand. |
| 83961 | BOLINGBROKE. I pardon him, as God shall pard... |
| 83962 | DUCHESS. O happy vantage of a kneeling knee! |
| 83963 | Yet am I sick for fear. Speak it again. |
| 83964 | Twice saying 'pardon' doth not pardon twain, |
| 83965 | But makes one pardon strong. |
| 83966 | BOLINGBROKE. With all my heart |
| 83967 | I pardon him. |
| 83968 | DUCHESS. A god on earth thou art. |
| 83969 | BOLINGBROKE. But for our trusty brother-in-l... |
| 83970 | With all the rest of that consorted crew, |
| 83971 | Destruction straight shall dog them at the... |
| 83972 | Good uncle, help to order several powers |
| 83973 | To Oxford, or where'er these traitors are. |
| 83974 | They shall not live within this world, I s... |
| 83975 | But I will have them, if I once know where. |
| 83976 | Uncle, farewell; and, cousin, adieu; |
| 83977 | Your mother well hath pray'd, and prove yo... |
| 83978 | DUCHESS. Come, my old son; I pray God make t... |
| 83979 | SCENE 4. |
| 83980 | Windsor Castle |
| 83981 | Enter SIR PIERCE OF EXTON and a servant |
| 83982 | EXTON. Didst thou not mark the King, what wo... |
| 83983 | 'Have I no friend will rid me of this livi... |
| 83984 | Was it not so? |
| 83985 | SERVANT. These were his very words. |
| 83986 | EXTON. 'Have I no friend?' quoth he. He spak... |
| 83987 | And urg'd it twice together, did he not? |
| 83988 | SERVANT. He did. |
| 83989 | EXTON. And, speaking it, he wishtly look'd o... |
| 83990 | As who should say 'I would thou wert the man |
| 83991 | That would divorce this terror from my hea... |
| 83992 | Meaning the King at Pomfret. Come, let's go. |
| 83993 | I am the King's friend, and will rid his f... |
| 83994 | SCENE 5. |
| 83995 | Pomfret Castle. The dungeon of the Castle |
| 83996 | Enter KING RICHARD |
| 83997 | KING RICHARD. I have been studying how I may... |
| 83998 | This prison where I live unto the world |
| 83999 | And, for because the world is populous |
| 84000 | And here is not a creature but myself, |
| 84001 | I cannot do it. Yet I'll hammer it out. |
| 84002 | My brain I'll prove the female to my soul, |
| 84003 | My soul the father; and these two beget |
| 84004 | A generation of still-breeding thoughts, |
| 84005 | And these same thoughts people this little... |
| 84006 | In humours like the people of this world, |
| 84007 | For no thought is contented. The better sort, |
| 84008 | As thoughts of things divine, are intermix'd |
| 84009 | With scruples, and do set the word itself |
| 84010 | Against the word, |
| 84011 | As thus: 'Come, little ones'; and then again, |
| 84012 | 'It is as hard to come as for a camel |
| 84013 | To thread the postern of a small needle's ... |
| 84014 | Thoughts tending to ambition, they do plot |
| 84015 | Unlikely wonders: how these vain weak nails |
| 84016 | May tear a passage through the flinty ribs |
| 84017 | Of this hard world, my ragged prison walls; |
| 84018 | And, for they cannot, die in their own pride. |
| 84019 | Thoughts tending to content flatter themse... |
| 84020 | That they are not the first of fortune's s... |
| 84021 | Nor shall not be the last; like silly beggars |
| 84022 | Who, sitting in the stocks, refuge their s... |
| 84023 | That many have and others must sit there; |
| 84024 | And in this thought they find a kind of ease, |
| 84025 | Bearing their own misfortunes on the back |
| 84026 | Of such as have before endur'd the like. |
| 84027 | Thus play I in one person many people, |
| 84028 | And none contented. Sometimes am I king; |
| 84029 | Then treasons make me wish myself a beggar, |
| 84030 | And so I am. Then crushing penury |
| 84031 | Persuades me I was better when a king; |
| 84032 | Then am I king'd again; and by and by |
| 84033 | Think that I am unking'd by Bolingbroke, |
| 84034 | And straight am nothing. But whate'er I be, |
| 84035 | Nor I, nor any man that but man is, |
| 84036 | With nothing shall be pleas'd till he be e... |
| 84037 | With being nothing. [Th... |
| 84038 | Music do I hear? |
| 84039 | Ha, ha! keep time. How sour sweet music is |
| 84040 | When time is broke and no proportion kept! |
| 84041 | So is it in the music of men's lives. |
| 84042 | And here have I the daintiness of ear |
| 84043 | To check time broke in a disorder'd string; |
| 84044 | But, for the concord of my state and time, |
| 84045 | Had not an ear to hear my true time broke. |
| 84046 | I wasted time, and now doth time waste me; |
| 84047 | For now hath time made me his numb'ring cl... |
| 84048 | My thoughts are minutes; and with sighs th... |
| 84049 | Their watches on unto mine eyes, the outwa... |
| 84050 | Whereto my finger, like a dial's point, |
| 84051 | Is pointing still, in cleansing them from ... |
| 84052 | Now sir, the sound that tells what hour it is |
| 84053 | Are clamorous groans which strike upon my ... |
| 84054 | Which is the bell. So sighs, and tears, an... |
| 84055 | Show minutes, times, and hours; but my time |
| 84056 | Runs posting on in Bolingbroke's proud joy, |
| 84057 | While I stand fooling here, his Jack of th... |
| 84058 | This music mads me. Let it sound no more; |
| 84059 | For though it have holp madmen to their wits, |
| 84060 | In me it seems it will make wise men mad. |
| 84061 | Yet blessing on his heart that gives it me! |
| 84062 | For 'tis a sign of love; and love to Richard |
| 84063 | Is a strange brooch in this all-hating world. |
| 84064 | Enter a GROOM of the stable |
| 84065 | GROOM. Hail, royal Prince! |
| 84066 | KING RICHARD. Thanks, noble peer! |
| 84067 | The cheapest of us is ten groats too dear. |
| 84068 | What art thou? and how comest thou hither, |
| 84069 | Where no man never comes but that sad dog |
| 84070 | That brings me food to make misfortune live? |
| 84071 | GROOM. I was a poor groom of thy stable, Kin... |
| 84072 | When thou wert king; who, travelling towar... |
| 84073 | With much ado at length have gotten leave |
| 84074 | To look upon my sometimes royal master's f... |
| 84075 | O, how it ern'd my heart, when I beheld, |
| 84076 | In London streets, that coronation-day, |
| 84077 | When Bolingbroke rode on roan Barbary- |
| 84078 | That horse that thou so often hast bestrid, |
| 84079 | That horse that I so carefully have dress'd! |
| 84080 | KING RICHARD. Rode he on Barbary? Tell me, g... |
| 84081 | How went he under him? |
| 84082 | GROOM. So proudly as if he disdain'd the gro... |
| 84083 | KING RICHARD. So proud that Bolingbroke was ... |
| 84084 | That jade hath eat bread from my royal hand; |
| 84085 | This hand hath made him proud with clappin... |
| 84086 | Would he not stumble? would he not fall down, |
| 84087 | Since pride must have a fall, and break th... |
| 84088 | Of that proud man that did usurp his back? |
| 84089 | Forgiveness, horse! Why do I rail on thee, |
| 84090 | Since thou, created to be aw'd by man, |
| 84091 | Wast born to bear? I was not made a horse; |
| 84092 | And yet I bear a burden like an ass, |
| 84093 | Spurr'd, gall'd, and tir'd, by jauncing Bo... |
| 84094 | Enter KEEPER with meat |
| 84095 | KEEPER. Fellow, give place; here is no longe... |
| 84096 | KING RICHARD. If thou love me, 'tis time tho... |
| 84097 | GROOM. my tongue dares not, that my heart sh... |
| 84098 | Exit |
| 84099 | KEEPER. My lord, will't please you to fall to? |
| 84100 | KING RICHARD. Taste of it first as thou art ... |
| 84101 | KEEPER. My lord, I dare not. Sir Pierce of E... |
| 84102 | Who lately came from the King, commands th... |
| 84103 | KING RICHARD. The devil take Henry of Lancas... |
| 84104 | Patience is stale, and I am weary of it. |
| 84105 | [Be... |
| 84106 | KEEPER. Help, help, help! |
| 84107 | The murderers, EXTON and servants, rush in... |
| 84108 | KING RICHARD. How now! What means death in t... |
| 84109 | Villain, thy own hand yields thy death's i... |
| 84110 | [Snatching a weapon a... |
| 84111 | Go thou and fill another room in hell. |
| 84112 | [He kills another, then EXTON st... |
| 84113 | That hand shall burn in never-quenching fire |
| 84114 | That staggers thus my person. Exton, thy f... |
| 84115 | Hath with the King's blood stain'd the Kin... |
| 84116 | Mount, mount, my soul! thy seat is up on h... |
| 84117 | Whilst my gross flesh sinks downward, here... |
| 84118 | ... |
| 84119 | EXTON. As full of valour as of royal blood. |
| 84120 | Both have I spill'd. O, would the deed wer... |
| 84121 | For now the devil, that told me I did well, |
| 84122 | Says that this deed is chronicled in hell. |
| 84123 | This dead King to the living King I'll bear. |
| 84124 | Take hence the rest, and give them burial ... |
| 84125 | SCENE 6. |
| 84126 | Windsor Castle |
| 84127 | Flourish. Enter BOLINGBROKE, the DUKE OF YORK,... |
| 84128 | and attendants |
| 84129 | BOLINGBROKE. Kind uncle York, the latest new... |
| 84130 | Is that the rebels have consum'd with fire |
| 84131 | Our town of Ciceter in Gloucestershire; |
| 84132 | But whether they be ta'en or slain we hear... |
| 84133 | Enter NORTHUMBERLAND |
| 84134 | Welcome, my lord. What is the news? |
| 84135 | NORTHUMBERLAND. First, to thy sacred state w... |
| 84136 | The next news is, I have to London sent |
| 84137 | The heads of Salisbury, Spencer, Blunt, an... |
| 84138 | The manner of their taking may appear |
| 84139 | At large discoursed in this paper here. |
| 84140 | BOLINGBROKE. We thank thee, gentle Percy, fo... |
| 84141 | And to thy worth will add right worthy gains. |
| 84142 | Enter FITZWATER |
| 84143 | FITZWATER. My lord, I have from Oxford sent ... |
| 84144 | The heads of Brocas and Sir Bennet Seely; |
| 84145 | Two of the dangerous consorted traitors |
| 84146 | That sought at Oxford thy dire overthrow. |
| 84147 | BOLINGBROKE. Thy pains, Fitzwater, shall not... |
| 84148 | Right noble is thy merit, well I wot. |
| 84149 | Enter PERCY, With the BISHOP OF CARLISLE |
| 84150 | PERCY. The grand conspirator, Abbot of Westm... |
| 84151 | With clog of conscience and sour melancholy, |
| 84152 | Hath yielded up his body to the grave; |
| 84153 | But here is Carlisle living, to abide |
| 84154 | Thy kingly doom, and sentence of his pride. |
| 84155 | BOLINGBROKE. Carlisle, this is your doom: |
| 84156 | Choose out some secret place, some reveren... |
| 84157 | More than thou hast, and with it joy thy l... |
| 84158 | So as thou liv'st in peace, die free from ... |
| 84159 | For though mine enemy thou hast ever been, |
| 84160 | High sparks of honour in thee have I seen. |
| 84161 | Enter EXTON, with attendants, hearing a ... |
| 84162 | EXTON. Great King, within this coffin I present |
| 84163 | Thy buried fear. Herein all breathless lies |
| 84164 | The mightiest of thy greatest enemies, |
| 84165 | Richard of Bordeaux, by me hither brought. |
| 84166 | BOLINGBROKE. Exton, I thank thee not; for th... |
| 84167 | A deed of slander with thy fatal hand |
| 84168 | Upon my head and all this famous land. |
| 84169 | EXTON. From your own mouth, my lord, did I t... |
| 84170 | BOLINGBROKE. They love not poison that do po... |
| 84171 | Nor do I thee. Though I did wish him dead, |
| 84172 | I hate the murderer, love him murdered. |
| 84173 | The guilt of conscience take thou for thy ... |
| 84174 | But neither my good word nor princely favour; |
| 84175 | With Cain go wander thorough shades of night, |
| 84176 | And never show thy head by day nor light. |
| 84177 | Lords, I protest my soul is full of woe |
| 84178 | That blood should sprinkle me to make me g... |
| 84179 | Come, mourn with me for what I do lament, |
| 84180 | And put on sullen black incontinent. |
| 84181 | I'll make a voyage to the Holy Land, |
| 84182 | To wash this blood off from my guilty hand. |
| 84183 | March sadly after; grace my mournings here |
| 84184 | In weeping after this untimely bier. ... |
| 84185 | THE END |
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| 84194 | 1593 |
| 84195 | KING RICHARD III |
| 84196 | by William Shakespeare |
| 84197 | Dramatis Personae |
| 84198 | EDWARD THE FOURTH |
| 84199 | Sons to the King |
| 84200 | EDWARD, PRINCE OF WALES afterwards KING EDWA... |
| 84201 | RICHARD, DUKE OF YORK, |
| 84202 | Brothers to the King |
| 84203 | GEORGE, DUKE OF CLARENCE, |
| 84204 | RICHARD, DUKE OF GLOUCESTER, afterwards KING... |
| 84205 | A YOUNG SON OF CLARENCE (Edward, Earl of War... |
| 84206 | HENRY, EARL OF RICHMOND, afterwards KING HEN... |
| 84207 | CARDINAL BOURCHIER, ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY |
| 84208 | THOMAS ROTHERHAM, ARCHBISHOP OF YORK |
| 84209 | JOHN MORTON, BISHOP OF ELY |
| 84210 | DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM |
| 84211 | DUKE OF NORFOLK |
| 84212 | EARL OF SURREY, his son |
| 84213 | EARL RIVERS, brother to King Edward's Queen |
| 84214 | MARQUIS OF DORSET and LORD GREY, her sons |
| 84215 | EARL OF OXFORD |
| 84216 | LORD HASTINGS |
| 84217 | LORD LOVEL |
| 84218 | LORD STANLEY, called also EARL OF DERBY |
| 84219 | SIR THOMAS VAUGHAN |
| 84220 | SIR RICHARD RATCLIFF |
| 84221 | SIR WILLIAM CATESBY |
| 84222 | SIR JAMES TYRREL |
| 84223 | SIR JAMES BLOUNT |
| 84224 | SIR WALTER HERBERT |
| 84225 | SIR WILLIAM BRANDON |
| 84226 | SIR ROBERT BRAKENBURY, Lieutenant of the Tower |
| 84227 | CHRISTOPHER URSWICK, a priest |
| 84228 | LORD MAYOR OF LONDON |
| 84229 | SHERIFF OF WILTSHIRE |
| 84230 | HASTINGS, a pursuivant |
| 84231 | TRESSEL and BERKELEY, gentlemen attending on... |
| 84232 | ELIZABETH, Queen to King Edward IV |
| 84233 | MARGARET, widow of King Henry VI |
| 84234 | DUCHESS OF YORK, mother to King Edward IV |
| 84235 | LADY ANNE, widow of Edward, Prince of Wales,... |
| 84236 | Henry VI; afterwards married to the Duke o... |
| 84237 | A YOUNG DAUGHTER OF CLARENCE (Margaret Plant... |
| 84238 | Countess of Salisbury) |
| 84239 | Ghosts, of Richard's victims |
| 84240 | Lords, Gentlemen, and Attendants; Priest, Sc... |
| 84241 | Aldermen, Citizens, Soldiers, Messengers, ... |
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| 84245 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 84246 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 84247 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 84250 | SCENE: England |
| 84251 | King Richard the Third |
| 84252 | ACT I. SCENE 1. |
| 84253 | London. A street |
| 84254 | Enter RICHARD, DUKE OF GLOUCESTER, solus |
| 84255 | GLOUCESTER. Now is the winter of our discontent |
| 84256 | Made glorious summer by this sun of York; |
| 84257 | And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house |
| 84258 | In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. |
| 84259 | Now are our brows bound with victorious wr... |
| 84260 | Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; |
| 84261 | Our stern alarums chang'd to merry meetings, |
| 84262 | Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. |
| 84263 | Grim-visag'd war hath smooth'd his wrinkle... |
| 84264 | And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds |
| 84265 | To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, |
| 84266 | He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber |
| 84267 | To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. |
| 84268 | But I-that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, |
| 84269 | Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass- |
| 84270 | I-that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's ... |
| 84271 | To strut before a wanton ambling nymph- |
| 84272 | I-that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, |
| 84273 | Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, |
| 84274 | Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time |
| 84275 | Into this breathing world scarce half made... |
| 84276 | And that so lamely and unfashionable |
| 84277 | That dogs bark at me as I halt by them- |
| 84278 | Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, |
| 84279 | Have no delight to pass away the time, |
| 84280 | Unless to spy my shadow in the sun |
| 84281 | And descant on mine own deformity. |
| 84282 | And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover |
| 84283 | To entertain these fair well-spoken days, |
| 84284 | I am determined to prove a villain |
| 84285 | And hate the idle pleasures of these days. |
| 84286 | Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous, |
| 84287 | By drunken prophecies, libels, and dreams, |
| 84288 | To set my brother Clarence and the King |
| 84289 | In deadly hate the one against the other; |
| 84290 | And if King Edward be as true and just |
| 84291 | As I am subtle, false, and treacherous, |
| 84292 | This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up- |
| 84293 | About a prophecy which says that G |
| 84294 | Of Edward's heirs the murderer shall be. |
| 84295 | Dive, thoughts, down to my soul. Here Clar... |
| 84296 | Enter CLARENCE, guarded, and BRAK... |
| 84297 | Brother, good day. What means this armed g... |
| 84298 | That waits upon your Grace? |
| 84299 | CLARENCE. His Majesty, |
| 84300 | Tend'ring my person's safety, hath appointed |
| 84301 | This conduct to convey me to th' Tower. |
| 84302 | GLOUCESTER. Upon what cause? |
| 84303 | CLARENCE. Because my name is George. |
| 84304 | GLOUCESTER. Alack, my lord, that fault is no... |
| 84305 | He should, for that, commit your godfathers. |
| 84306 | O, belike his Majesty hath some intent |
| 84307 | That you should be new-christ'ned in the T... |
| 84308 | But what's the matter, Clarence? May I know? |
| 84309 | CLARENCE. Yea, Richard, when I know; for I p... |
| 84310 | As yet I do not; but, as I can learn, |
| 84311 | He hearkens after prophecies and dreams, |
| 84312 | And from the cross-row plucks the letter G, |
| 84313 | And says a wizard told him that by G |
| 84314 | His issue disinherited should be; |
| 84315 | And, for my name of George begins with G, |
| 84316 | It follows in his thought that I am he. |
| 84317 | These, as I learn, and such like toys as t... |
| 84318 | Hath mov'd his Highness to commit me now. |
| 84319 | GLOUCESTER. Why, this it is when men are rul... |
| 84320 | 'Tis not the King that sends you to the To... |
| 84321 | My Lady Grey his wife, Clarence, 'tis she |
| 84322 | That tempers him to this extremity. |
| 84323 | Was it not she and that good man of worship, |
| 84324 | Antony Woodville, her brother there, |
| 84325 | That made him send Lord Hastings to the To... |
| 84326 | From whence this present day he is delivered? |
| 84327 | We are not safe, Clarence; we are not safe. |
| 84328 | CLARENCE. By heaven, I think there is no man... |
| 84329 | But the Queen's kindred, and night-walking... |
| 84330 | That trudge betwixt the King and Mistress ... |
| 84331 | Heard you not what an humble suppliant |
| 84332 | Lord Hastings was, for her delivery? |
| 84333 | GLOUCESTER. Humbly complaining to her deity |
| 84334 | Got my Lord Chamberlain his liberty. |
| 84335 | I'll tell you what-I think it is our way, |
| 84336 | If we will keep in favour with the King, |
| 84337 | To be her men and wear her livery: |
| 84338 | The jealous o'er-worn widow, and herself, |
| 84339 | Since that our brother dubb'd them gentlew... |
| 84340 | Are mighty gossips in our monarchy. |
| 84341 | BRAKENBURY. I beseech your Graces both to pa... |
| 84342 | His Majesty hath straitly given in charge |
| 84343 | That no man shall have private conference, |
| 84344 | Of what degree soever, with your brother. |
| 84345 | GLOUCESTER. Even so; an't please your worshi... |
| 84346 | You may partake of any thing we say: |
| 84347 | We speak no treason, man; we say the King |
| 84348 | Is wise and virtuous, and his noble queen |
| 84349 | Well struck in years, fair, and not jealou... |
| 84350 | We say that Shore's wife hath a pretty foot, |
| 84351 | A cherry lip, a bonny eye, a passing pleas... |
| 84352 | And that the Queen's kindred are made gent... |
| 84353 | How say you, sir? Can you deny all this? |
| 84354 | BRAKENBURY. With this, my lord, myself have ... |
| 84355 | GLOUCESTER. Naught to do with Mistress Shore... |
| 84356 | fellow, |
| 84357 | He that doth naught with her, excepting one, |
| 84358 | Were best to do it secretly alone. |
| 84359 | BRAKENBURY. What one, my lord? |
| 84360 | GLOUCESTER. Her husband, knave! Wouldst thou... |
| 84361 | BRAKENBURY. I do beseech your Grace to pardo... |
| 84362 | withal |
| 84363 | Forbear your conference with the noble Duke. |
| 84364 | CLARENCE. We know thy charge, Brakenbury, an... |
| 84365 | obey. |
| 84366 | GLOUCESTER. We are the Queen's abjects and m... |
| 84367 | Brother, farewell; I will unto the King; |
| 84368 | And whatsoe'er you will employ me in- |
| 84369 | Were it to call King Edward's widow sister- |
| 84370 | I will perform it to enfranchise you. |
| 84371 | Meantime, this deep disgrace in brotherhood |
| 84372 | Touches me deeper than you can imagine. |
| 84373 | CLARENCE. I know it pleaseth neither of us w... |
| 84374 | GLOUCESTER. Well, your imprisonment shall no... |
| 84375 | I will deliver or else lie for you. |
| 84376 | Meantime, have patience. |
| 84377 | CLARENCE. I must perforce. Farewell. |
| 84378 | Exeunt CLARENCE, BRA... |
| 84379 | GLOUCESTER. Go tread the path that thou shal... |
| 84380 | Simple, plain Clarence, I do love thee so |
| 84381 | That I will shortly send thy soul to heaven, |
| 84382 | If heaven will take the present at our hands. |
| 84383 | But who comes here? The new-delivered Hast... |
| 84384 | Enter LORD HASTINGS |
| 84385 | HASTINGS. Good time of day unto my gracious ... |
| 84386 | GLOUCESTER. As much unto my good Lord Chambe... |
| 84387 | Well are you welcome to the open air. |
| 84388 | How hath your lordship brook'd imprisonment? |
| 84389 | HASTINGS. With patience, noble lord, as pris... |
| 84390 | But I shall live, my lord, to give them th... |
| 84391 | That were the cause of my imprisonment. |
| 84392 | GLOUCESTER. No doubt, no doubt; and so shall... |
| 84393 | For they that were your enemies are his, |
| 84394 | And have prevail'd as much on him as you. |
| 84395 | HASTINGS. More pity that the eagles should b... |
| 84396 | Whiles kites and buzzards prey at liberty. |
| 84397 | GLOUCESTER. What news abroad? |
| 84398 | HASTINGS. No news so bad abroad as this at h... |
| 84399 | The King is sickly, weak, and melancholy, |
| 84400 | And his physicians fear him mightily. |
| 84401 | GLOUCESTER. Now, by Saint John, that news is... |
| 84402 | O, he hath kept an evil diet long |
| 84403 | And overmuch consum'd his royal person! |
| 84404 | 'Tis very grievous to be thought upon. |
| 84405 | Where is he? In his bed? |
| 84406 | HASTINGS. He is. |
| 84407 | GLOUCESTER. Go you before, and I will follow... |
| 84408 | ... |
| 84409 | He cannot live, I hope, and must not die |
| 84410 | Till George be pack'd with posthorse up to... |
| 84411 | I'll in to urge his hatred more to Clarence |
| 84412 | With lies well steel'd with weighty argume... |
| 84413 | And, if I fail not in my deep intent, |
| 84414 | Clarence hath not another day to live; |
| 84415 | Which done, God take King Edward to his me... |
| 84416 | And leave the world for me to bustle in! |
| 84417 | For then I'll marry Warwick's youngest dau... |
| 84418 | What though I kill'd her husband and her f... |
| 84419 | The readiest way to make the wench amends |
| 84420 | Is to become her husband and her father; |
| 84421 | The which will I-not all so much for love |
| 84422 | As for another secret close intent |
| 84423 | By marrying her which I must reach unto. |
| 84424 | But yet I run before my horse to market. |
| 84425 | Clarence still breathes; Edward still live... |
| 84426 | When they are gone, then must I count my g... |
| 84427 | SCENE 2. |
| 84428 | London. Another street |
| 84429 | Enter corpse of KING HENRY THE SIXTH, with hal... |
| 84430 | LADY ANNE being the mourner, attended by TRESS... |
| 84431 | ANNE. Set down, set down your honourable load- |
| 84432 | If honour may be shrouded in a hearse; |
| 84433 | Whilst I awhile obsequiously lament |
| 84434 | Th' untimely fall of virtuous Lancaster. |
| 84435 | Poor key-cold figure of a holy king! |
| 84436 | Pale ashes of the house of Lancaster! |
| 84437 | Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood! |
| 84438 | Be it lawful that I invocate thy ghost |
| 84439 | To hear the lamentations of poor Anne, |
| 84440 | Wife to thy Edward, to thy slaughtered son, |
| 84441 | Stabb'd by the self-same hand that made th... |
| 84442 | Lo, in these windows that let forth thy life |
| 84443 | I pour the helpless balm of my poor eyes. |
| 84444 | O, cursed be the hand that made these holes! |
| 84445 | Cursed the heart that had the heart to do ... |
| 84446 | Cursed the blood that let this blood from ... |
| 84447 | More direful hap betide that hated wretch |
| 84448 | That makes us wretched by the death of thee |
| 84449 | Than I can wish to adders, spiders, toads, |
| 84450 | Or any creeping venom'd thing that lives! |
| 84451 | If ever he have child, abortive be it, |
| 84452 | Prodigious, and untimely brought to light, |
| 84453 | Whose ugly and unnatural aspect |
| 84454 | May fright the hopeful mother at the view, |
| 84455 | And that be heir to his unhappiness! |
| 84456 | If ever he have wife, let her be made |
| 84457 | More miserable by the death of him |
| 84458 | Than I am made by my young lord and thee! |
| 84459 | Come, now towards Chertsey with your holy ... |
| 84460 | Taken from Paul's to be interred there; |
| 84461 | And still as you are weary of this weight |
| 84462 | Rest you, whiles I lament King Henry's corse. |
| 84463 | [The bearers t... |
| 84464 | Enter GLOUCESTER |
| 84465 | GLOUCESTER. Stay, you that bear the corse, a... |
| 84466 | ANNE. What black magician conjures up this f... |
| 84467 | To stop devoted charitable deeds? |
| 84468 | GLOUCESTER. Villains, set down the corse; or... |
| 84469 | I'll make a corse of him that disobeys! |
| 84470 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. My lord, stand back, and le... |
| 84471 | pass. |
| 84472 | GLOUCESTER. Unmannerd dog! Stand thou, when ... |
| 84473 | Advance thy halberd higher than my breast, |
| 84474 | Or, by Saint Paul, I'll strike thee to my ... |
| 84475 | And spurn upon thee, beggar, for thy boldn... |
| 84476 | [The bearers se... |
| 84477 | ANNE. What, do you tremble? Are you all afraid? |
| 84478 | Alas, I blame you not, for you are mortal, |
| 84479 | And mortal eyes cannot endure the devil. |
| 84480 | Avaunt, thou dreadful minister of hell! |
| 84481 | Thou hadst but power over his mortal body, |
| 84482 | His soul thou canst not have; therefore, b... |
| 84483 | GLOUCESTER. Sweet saint, for charity, be not... |
| 84484 | ANNE. Foul devil, for God's sake, hence and ... |
| 84485 | For thou hast made the happy earth thy hell |
| 84486 | Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep excl... |
| 84487 | If thou delight to view thy heinous deeds, |
| 84488 | Behold this pattern of thy butcheries. |
| 84489 | O, gentlemen, see, see! Dead Henry's wounds |
| 84490 | Open their congeal'd mouths and bleed afresh. |
| 84491 | Blush, blush, thou lump of foul deformity, |
| 84492 | For 'tis thy presence that exhales this blood |
| 84493 | From cold and empty veins where no blood d... |
| 84494 | Thy deeds inhuman and unnatural |
| 84495 | Provokes this deluge most unnatural. |
| 84496 | O God, which this blood mad'st, revenge hi... |
| 84497 | O earth, which this blood drink'st, reveng... |
| 84498 | Either, heav'n, with lightning strike the ... |
| 84499 | Or, earth, gape open wide and eat him quick, |
| 84500 | As thou dost swallow up this good king's b... |
| 84501 | Which his hell-govern'd arm hath butchered. |
| 84502 | GLOUCESTER. Lady, you know no rules of charity, |
| 84503 | Which renders good for bad, blessings for ... |
| 84504 | ANNE. Villain, thou knowest nor law of God n... |
| 84505 | No beast so fierce but knows some touch of... |
| 84506 | GLOUCESTER. But I know none, and therefore a... |
| 84507 | ANNE. O wonderful, when devils tell the truth! |
| 84508 | GLOUCESTER. More wonderful when angels are s... |
| 84509 | Vouchsafe, divine perfection of a woman, |
| 84510 | Of these supposed crimes to give me leave |
| 84511 | By circumstance but to acquit myself. |
| 84512 | ANNE. Vouchsafe, diffus'd infection of a man, |
| 84513 | Of these known evils but to give me leave |
| 84514 | By circumstance to accuse thy cursed self. |
| 84515 | GLOUCESTER. Fairer than tongue can name thee... |
| 84516 | Some patient leisure to excuse myself. |
| 84517 | ANNE. Fouler than heart can think thee, thou... |
| 84518 | No excuse current but to hang thyself. |
| 84519 | GLOUCESTER. By such despair I should accuse ... |
| 84520 | ANNE. And by despairing shalt thou stand exc... |
| 84521 | For doing worthy vengeance on thyself |
| 84522 | That didst unworthy slaughter upon others. |
| 84523 | GLOUCESTER. Say that I slew them not? |
| 84524 | ANNE. Then say they were not slain. |
| 84525 | But dead they are, and, devilish slave, by... |
| 84526 | GLOUCESTER. I did not kill your husband. |
| 84527 | ANNE. Why, then he is alive. |
| 84528 | GLOUCESTER. Nay, he is dead, and slain by Ed... |
| 84529 | ANNE. In thy foul throat thou liest: Queen M... |
| 84530 | Thy murd'rous falchion smoking in his blood; |
| 84531 | The which thou once didst bend against her... |
| 84532 | But that thy brothers beat aside the point. |
| 84533 | GLOUCESTER. I was provoked by her sland'rous... |
| 84534 | That laid their guilt upon my guiltless sh... |
| 84535 | ANNE. Thou wast provoked by thy bloody mind, |
| 84536 | That never dream'st on aught but butcheries. |
| 84537 | Didst thou not kill this king? |
| 84538 | GLOUCESTER. I grant ye. |
| 84539 | ANNE. Dost grant me, hedgehog? Then, God gra... |
| 84540 | Thou mayst be damned for that wicked deed! |
| 84541 | O, he was gentle, mild, and virtuous! |
| 84542 | GLOUCESTER. The better for the King of Heave... |
| 84543 | him. |
| 84544 | ANNE. He is in heaven, where thou shalt neve... |
| 84545 | GLOUCESTER. Let him thank me that holp to se... |
| 84546 | thither, |
| 84547 | For he was fitter for that place than earth. |
| 84548 | ANNE. And thou unfit for any place but hell. |
| 84549 | GLOUCESTER. Yes, one place else, if you will... |
| 84550 | ANNE. Some dungeon. |
| 84551 | GLOUCESTER. Your bed-chamber. |
| 84552 | ANNE. Ill rest betide the chamber where thou... |
| 84553 | GLOUCESTER. So will it, madam, till I lie wi... |
| 84554 | ANNE. I hope so. |
| 84555 | GLOUCESTER. I know so. But, gentle Lady Anne, |
| 84556 | To leave this keen encounter of our wits, |
| 84557 | And fall something into a slower method- |
| 84558 | Is not the causer of the timeless deaths |
| 84559 | Of these Plantagenets, Henry and Edward, |
| 84560 | As blameful as the executioner? |
| 84561 | ANNE. Thou wast the cause and most accurs'd ... |
| 84562 | GLOUCESTER. Your beauty was the cause of tha... |
| 84563 | Your beauty that did haunt me in my sleep |
| 84564 | To undertake the death of all the world |
| 84565 | So I might live one hour in your sweet bosom. |
| 84566 | ANNE. If I thought that, I tell thee, homicide, |
| 84567 | These nails should rend that beauty from m... |
| 84568 | GLOUCESTER. These eyes could not endure that... |
| 84569 | wreck; |
| 84570 | You should not blemish it if I stood by. |
| 84571 | As all the world is cheered by the sun, |
| 84572 | So I by that; it is my day, my life. |
| 84573 | ANNE. Black night o'ershade thy day, and dea... |
| 84574 | GLOUCESTER. Curse not thyself, fair creature... |
| 84575 | ANNE. I would I were, to be reveng'd on thee. |
| 84576 | GLOUCESTER. It is a quarrel most unnatural, |
| 84577 | To be reveng'd on him that loveth thee. |
| 84578 | ANNE. It is a quarrel just and reasonable, |
| 84579 | To be reveng'd on him that kill'd my husband. |
| 84580 | GLOUCESTER. He that bereft thee, lady, of th... |
| 84581 | Did it to help thee to a better husband. |
| 84582 | ANNE. His better doth not breathe upon the e... |
| 84583 | GLOUCESTER. He lives that loves thee better ... |
| 84584 | ANNE. Name him. |
| 84585 | GLOUCESTER. Plantagenet. |
| 84586 | ANNE. Why, that was he. |
| 84587 | GLOUCESTER. The self-same name, but one of b... |
| 84588 | ANNE. Where is he? |
| 84589 | GLOUCESTER. Here. [She spits at him] Why d... |
| 84590 | at me? |
| 84591 | ANNE. Would it were mortal poison, for thy s... |
| 84592 | GLOUCESTER. Never came poison from so sweet ... |
| 84593 | ANNE. Never hung poison on a fouler toad. |
| 84594 | Out of my sight! Thou dost infect mine eyes. |
| 84595 | GLOUCESTER. Thine eyes, sweet lady, have inf... |
| 84596 | ANNE. Would they were basilisks to strike th... |
| 84597 | GLOUCESTER. I would they were, that I might ... |
| 84598 | For now they kill me with a living death. |
| 84599 | Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn s... |
| 84600 | Sham'd their aspects with store of childis... |
| 84601 | These eyes, which never shed remorseful tear, |
| 84602 | No, when my father York and Edward wept |
| 84603 | To hear the piteous moan that Rutland made |
| 84604 | When black-fac'd Clifford shook his sword ... |
| 84605 | Nor when thy warlike father, like a child, |
| 84606 | Told the sad story of my father's death, |
| 84607 | And twenty times made pause to sob and weep |
| 84608 | That all the standers-by had wet their cheeks |
| 84609 | Like trees bedash'd with rain-in that sad ... |
| 84610 | My manly eyes did scorn an humble tear; |
| 84611 | And what these sorrows could not thence ex... |
| 84612 | Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with ... |
| 84613 | I never sued to friend nor enemy; |
| 84614 | My tongue could never learn sweet smoothin... |
| 84615 | But, now thy beauty is propos'd my fee, |
| 84616 | My proud heart sues, and prompts my tongue... |
| 84617 | [She looks ... |
| 84618 | Teach not thy lip such scorn; for it was made |
| 84619 | For kissing, lady, not for such contempt. |
| 84620 | If thy revengeful heart cannot forgive, |
| 84621 | Lo here I lend thee this sharp-pointed sword; |
| 84622 | Which if thou please to hide in this true ... |
| 84623 | And let the soul forth that adoreth thee, |
| 84624 | I lay it naked to the deadly stroke, |
| 84625 | And humbly beg the death upon my knee. |
| 84626 | [He lays his breast open; she offers at ... |
| 84627 | Nay, do not pause; for I did kill King Henry- |
| 84628 | But 'twas thy beauty that provoked me. |
| 84629 | Nay, now dispatch; 'twas I that stabb'd yo... |
| 84630 | But 'twas thy heavenly face that set me on. |
| 84631 | [Sh... |
| 84632 | Take up the sword again, or take up me. |
| 84633 | ANNE. Arise, dissembler; though I wish thy d... |
| 84634 | I will not be thy executioner. |
| 84635 | GLOUCESTER. Then bid me kill myself, and I w... |
| 84636 | ANNE. I have already. |
| 84637 | GLOUCESTER. That was in thy rage. |
| 84638 | Speak it again, and even with the word |
| 84639 | This hand, which for thy love did kill thy... |
| 84640 | Shall for thy love kill a far truer love; |
| 84641 | To both their deaths shalt thou be accessary. |
| 84642 | ANNE. I would I knew thy heart. |
| 84643 | GLOUCESTER. 'Tis figur'd in my tongue. |
| 84644 | ANNE. I fear me both are false. |
| 84645 | GLOUCESTER. Then never was man true. |
| 84646 | ANNE. well put up your sword. |
| 84647 | GLOUCESTER. Say, then, my peace is made. |
| 84648 | ANNE. That shalt thou know hereafter. |
| 84649 | GLOUCESTER. But shall I live in hope? |
| 84650 | ANNE. All men, I hope, live so. |
| 84651 | GLOUCESTER. Vouchsafe to wear this ring. |
| 84652 | ANNE. To take is not to give. ... |
| 84653 | GLOUCESTER. Look how my ring encompasseth th... |
| 84654 | Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart; |
| 84655 | Wear both of them, for both of them are th... |
| 84656 | And if thy poor devoted servant may |
| 84657 | But beg one favour at thy gracious hand, |
| 84658 | Thou dost confirm his happiness for ever. |
| 84659 | ANNE. What is it? |
| 84660 | GLOUCESTER. That it may please you leave the... |
| 84661 | To him that hath most cause to be a mourner, |
| 84662 | And presently repair to Crosby House; |
| 84663 | Where-after I have solemnly interr'd |
| 84664 | At Chertsey monast'ry this noble king, |
| 84665 | And wet his grave with my repentant tears- |
| 84666 | I will with all expedient duty see you. |
| 84667 | For divers unknown reasons, I beseech you, |
| 84668 | Grant me this boon. |
| 84669 | ANNE. With all my heart; and much it joys me... |
| 84670 | To see you are become so penitent. |
| 84671 | Tressel and Berkeley, go along with me. |
| 84672 | GLOUCESTER. Bid me farewell. |
| 84673 | ANNE. 'Tis more than you deserve; |
| 84674 | But since you teach me how to flatter you, |
| 84675 | Imagine I have said farewell already. |
| 84676 | Exeunt two GENTLE... |
| 84677 | GLOUCESTER. Sirs, take up the corse. |
| 84678 | GENTLEMEN. Towards Chertsey, noble lord? |
| 84679 | GLOUCESTER. No, to White Friars; there atten... |
| 84680 | Exeunt ... |
| 84681 | Was ever woman in this humour woo'd? |
| 84682 | Was ever woman in this humour won? |
| 84683 | I'll have her; but I will not keep her lon... |
| 84684 | What! I that kill'd her husband and his fa... |
| 84685 | To take her in her heart's extremest hate, |
| 84686 | With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, |
| 84687 | The bleeding witness of my hatred by; |
| 84688 | Having God, her conscience, and these bars... |
| 84689 | And I no friends to back my suit at all |
| 84690 | But the plain devil and dissembling looks, |
| 84691 | And yet to win her, all the world to nothing! |
| 84692 | Ha! |
| 84693 | Hath she forgot already that brave prince, |
| 84694 | Edward, her lord, whom I, some three month... |
| 84695 | Stabb'd in my angry mood at Tewksbury? |
| 84696 | A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman- |
| 84697 | Fram'd in the prodigality of nature, |
| 84698 | Young, valiant, wise, and no doubt right r... |
| 84699 | The spacious world cannot again afford; |
| 84700 | And will she yet abase her eyes on me, |
| 84701 | That cropp'd the golden prime of this swee... |
| 84702 | And made her widow to a woeful bed? |
| 84703 | On me, whose all not equals Edward's moiet... |
| 84704 | On me, that halts and am misshapen thus? |
| 84705 | My dukedom to a beggarly denier, |
| 84706 | I do mistake my person all this while. |
| 84707 | Upon my life, she finds, although I cannot, |
| 84708 | Myself to be a marv'llous proper man. |
| 84709 | I'll be at charges for a looking-glass, |
| 84710 | And entertain a score or two of tailors |
| 84711 | To study fashions to adorn my body. |
| 84712 | Since I am crept in favour with myself, |
| 84713 | I will maintain it with some little cost. |
| 84714 | But first I'll turn yon fellow in his grave, |
| 84715 | And then return lamenting to my love. |
| 84716 | Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a ... |
| 84717 | That I may see my shadow as I pass. ... |
| 84718 | SCENE 3. |
| 84719 | London. The palace |
| 84720 | Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH, LORD RIVERS, and LORD GREY |
| 84721 | RIVERS. Have patience, madam; there's no dou... |
| 84722 | Will soon recover his accustom'd health. |
| 84723 | GREY. In that you brook it ill, it makes him... |
| 84724 | Therefore, for God's sake, entertain good ... |
| 84725 | And cheer his Grace with quick and merry e... |
| 84726 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. If he were dead, what would... |
| 84727 | me? |
| 84728 | GREY. No other harm but loss of such a lord. |
| 84729 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. The loss of such a lord inc... |
| 84730 | harms. |
| 84731 | GREY. The heavens have bless'd you with a go... |
| 84732 | To be your comforter when he is gone. |
| 84733 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Ah, he is young; and his mi... |
| 84734 | Is put unto the trust of Richard Gloucester, |
| 84735 | A man that loves not me, nor none of you. |
| 84736 | RIVER. Is it concluded he shall be Protector? |
| 84737 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. It is determin'd, not concl... |
| 84738 | But so it must be, if the King miscarry. |
| 84739 | Enter BUCKINGHAM and DERBY |
| 84740 | GREY. Here come the Lords of Buckingham and ... |
| 84741 | BUCKINGHAM. Good time of day unto your royal... |
| 84742 | DERBY. God make your Majesty joyful as you h... |
| 84743 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. The Countess Richmond, good... |
| 84744 | of Derby, |
| 84745 | To your good prayer will scarcely say amen. |
| 84746 | Yet, Derby, notwithstanding she's your wife |
| 84747 | And loves not me, be you, good lord, assur'd |
| 84748 | I hate not you for her proud arrogance. |
| 84749 | DERBY. I do beseech you, either not believe |
| 84750 | The envious slanders of her false accusers; |
| 84751 | Or, if she be accus'd on true report, |
| 84752 | Bear with her weakness, which I think proc... |
| 84753 | From wayward sickness and no grounded malice. |
| 84754 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Saw you the King to-day, my... |
| 84755 | Derby? |
| 84756 | DERBY. But now the Duke of Buckingham and I |
| 84757 | Are come from visiting his Majesty. |
| 84758 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. What likelihood of his amen... |
| 84759 | Lords? |
| 84760 | BUCKINGHAM. Madam, good hope; his Grace speaks |
| 84761 | cheerfully. |
| 84762 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. God grant him health! Did y... |
| 84763 | with him? |
| 84764 | BUCKINGHAM. Ay, madam; he desires to make at... |
| 84765 | Between the Duke of Gloucester and your br... |
| 84766 | And between them and my Lord Chamberlain; |
| 84767 | And sent to warn them to his royal presence. |
| 84768 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Would all were well! But th... |
| 84769 | never be. |
| 84770 | I fear our happiness is at the height. |
| 84771 | Enter GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, and ... |
| 84772 | GLOUCESTER. They do me wrong, and I will not... |
| 84773 | Who is it that complains unto the King |
| 84774 | That I, forsooth, am stern and love them not? |
| 84775 | By holy Paul, they love his Grace but lightly |
| 84776 | That fill his ears with such dissentious r... |
| 84777 | Because I cannot flatter and look fair, |
| 84778 | Smile in men's faces, smooth, deceive, and... |
| 84779 | Duck with French nods and apish courtesy, |
| 84780 | I must be held a rancorous enemy. |
| 84781 | Cannot a plain man live and think no harm |
| 84782 | But thus his simple truth must be abus'd |
| 84783 | With silken, sly, insinuating Jacks? |
| 84784 | GREY. To who in all this presence speaks you... |
| 84785 | GLOUCESTER. To thee, that hast nor honesty n... |
| 84786 | When have I injur'd thee? when done thee w... |
| 84787 | Or thee, or thee, or any of your faction? |
| 84788 | A plague upon you all! His royal Grace- |
| 84789 | Whom God preserve better than you would wi... |
| 84790 | Cannot be quiet searce a breathing while |
| 84791 | But you must trouble him with lewd complai... |
| 84792 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Brother of Gloucester, you ... |
| 84793 | matter. |
| 84794 | The King, on his own royal disposition |
| 84795 | And not provok'd by any suitor else- |
| 84796 | Aiming, belike, at your interior hatred |
| 84797 | That in your outward action shows itself |
| 84798 | Against my children, brothers, and myself- |
| 84799 | Makes him to send that he may learn the gr... |
| 84800 | GLOUCESTER. I cannot tell; the world is grow... |
| 84801 | That wrens make prey where eagles dare not... |
| 84802 | Since every Jack became a gentleman, |
| 84803 | There's many a gentle person made a Jack. |
| 84804 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Come, come, we know your me... |
| 84805 | brother Gloucester: |
| 84806 | You envy my advancement and my friends'; |
| 84807 | God grant we never may have need of you! |
| 84808 | GLOUCESTER. Meantime, God grants that I have... |
| 84809 | Our brother is imprison'd by your means, |
| 84810 | Myself disgrac'd, and the nobility |
| 84811 | Held in contempt; while great promotions |
| 84812 | Are daily given to ennoble those |
| 84813 | That scarce some two days since were worth... |
| 84814 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. By Him that rais'd me to th... |
| 84815 | height |
| 84816 | From that contented hap which I enjoy'd, |
| 84817 | I never did incense his Majesty |
| 84818 | Against the Duke of Clarence, but have been |
| 84819 | An earnest advocate to plead for him. |
| 84820 | My lord, you do me shameful injury |
| 84821 | Falsely to draw me in these vile suspects. |
| 84822 | GLOUCESTER. You may deny that you were not t... |
| 84823 | Of my Lord Hastings' late imprisonment. |
| 84824 | RIVERS. She may, my lord; for- |
| 84825 | GLOUCESTER. She may, Lord Rivers? Why, who k... |
| 84826 | not so? |
| 84827 | She may do more, sir, than denying that: |
| 84828 | She may help you to many fair preferments |
| 84829 | And then deny her aiding hand therein, |
| 84830 | And lay those honours on your high desert. |
| 84831 | What may she not? She may-ay, marry, may she- |
| 84832 | RIVERS. What, marry, may she? |
| 84833 | GLOUCESTER. What, marry, may she? Marry with... |
| 84834 | A bachelor, and a handsome stripling too. |
| 84835 | Iwis your grandam had a worser match. |
| 84836 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. My Lord of Gloucester, I ha... |
| 84837 | borne |
| 84838 | Your blunt upbraidings and your bitter sco... |
| 84839 | By heaven, I will acquaint his Majesty |
| 84840 | Of those gross taunts that oft I have endu... |
| 84841 | I had rather be a country servant-maid |
| 84842 | Than a great queen with this condition- |
| 84843 | To be so baited, scorn'd, and stormed at. |
| 84844 | Enter old QUEEN MARGARET, behind |
| 84845 | Small joy have I in being England's Queen. |
| 84846 | QUEEN MARGARET. And less'ned be that small, ... |
| 84847 | beseech Him! |
| 84848 | Thy honour, state, and seat, is due to me. |
| 84849 | GLOUCESTER. What! Threat you me with telling... |
| 84850 | King? |
| 84851 | Tell him and spare not. Look what I have said |
| 84852 | I will avouch't in presence of the King. |
| 84853 | I dare adventure to be sent to th' Tow'r. |
| 84854 | 'Tis time to speak-my pains are quite forgot. |
| 84855 | QUEEN MARGARET. Out, devil! I do remember th... |
| 84856 | well: |
| 84857 | Thou kill'dst my husband Henry in the Tower, |
| 84858 | And Edward, my poor son, at Tewksbury. |
| 84859 | GLOUCESTER. Ere you were queen, ay, or your ... |
| 84860 | King, |
| 84861 | I was a pack-horse in his great affairs, |
| 84862 | A weeder-out of his proud adversaries, |
| 84863 | A liberal rewarder of his friends; |
| 84864 | To royalize his blood I spent mine own. |
| 84865 | QUEEN MARGARET. Ay, and much better blood th... |
| 84866 | thine. |
| 84867 | GLOUCESTER. In all which time you and your h... |
| 84868 | Were factious for the house of Lancaster; |
| 84869 | And, Rivers, so were you. Was not your hus... |
| 84870 | In Margaret's battle at Saint Albans slain? |
| 84871 | Let me put in your minds, if you forget, |
| 84872 | What you have been ere this, and what you ... |
| 84873 | Withal, what I have been, and what I am. |
| 84874 | QUEEN MARGARET. A murd'rous villain, and so ... |
| 84875 | GLOUCESTER. Poor Clarence did forsake his fa... |
| 84876 | Ay, and forswore himself-which Jesu pardon!- |
| 84877 | QUEEN MARGARET. Which God revenge! |
| 84878 | GLOUCESTER. To fight on Edward's party for t... |
| 84879 | And for his meed, poor lord, he is mewed up. |
| 84880 | I would to God my heart were flint like Ed... |
| 84881 | Or Edward's soft and pitiful like mine. |
| 84882 | I am too childish-foolish for this world. |
| 84883 | QUEEN MARGARET. Hie thee to hell for shame a... |
| 84884 | world, |
| 84885 | Thou cacodemon; there thy kingdom is. |
| 84886 | RIVERS. My Lord of Gloucester, in those busy... |
| 84887 | Which here you urge to prove us enemies, |
| 84888 | We follow'd then our lord, our sovereign k... |
| 84889 | So should we you, if you should be our king. |
| 84890 | GLOUCESTER. If I should be! I had rather be ... |
| 84891 | Far be it from my heart, the thought thereof! |
| 84892 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. As little joy, my lord, as ... |
| 84893 | You should enjoy were you this country's k... |
| 84894 | As little joy you may suppose in me |
| 84895 | That I enjoy, being the Queen thereof. |
| 84896 | QUEEN MARGARET. As little joy enjoys the Que... |
| 84897 | For I am she, and altogether joyless. |
| 84898 | I can no longer hold me patient. ... |
| 84899 | Hear me, you wrangling pirates, that fall out |
| 84900 | In sharing that which you have pill'd from... |
| 84901 | Which of you trembles not that looks on me? |
| 84902 | If not that, I am Queen, you bow like subj... |
| 84903 | Yet that, by you depos'd, you quake like r... |
| 84904 | Ah, gentle villain, do not turn away! |
| 84905 | GLOUCESTER. Foul wrinkled witch, what mak'st... |
| 84906 | sight? |
| 84907 | QUEEN MARGARET. But repetition of what thou ... |
| 84908 | That will I make before I let thee go. |
| 84909 | GLOUCESTER. Wert thou not banished on pain o... |
| 84910 | QUEEN MARGARET. I was; but I do find more pa... |
| 84911 | banishment |
| 84912 | Than death can yield me here by my abode. |
| 84913 | A husband and a son thou ow'st to me; |
| 84914 | And thou a kingdom; all of you allegiance. |
| 84915 | This sorrow that I have by right is yours; |
| 84916 | And all the pleasures you usurp are mine. |
| 84917 | GLOUCESTER. The curse my noble father laid o... |
| 84918 | When thou didst crown his warlike brows wi... |
| 84919 | And with thy scorns drew'st rivers from hi... |
| 84920 | And then to dry them gav'st the Duke a clout |
| 84921 | Steep'd in the faultless blood of pretty R... |
| 84922 | His curses then from bitterness of soul |
| 84923 | Denounc'd against thee are all fall'n upon... |
| 84924 | And God, not we, hath plagu'd thy bloody d... |
| 84925 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. So just is God to right the... |
| 84926 | HASTINGS. O, 'twas the foulest deed to slay ... |
| 84927 | And the most merciless that e'er was heard... |
| 84928 | RIVERS. Tyrants themselves wept when it was ... |
| 84929 | DORSET. No man but prophesied revenge for it. |
| 84930 | BUCKINGHAM. Northumberland, then present, we... |
| 84931 | QUEEN MARGARET. What, were you snarling all ... |
| 84932 | Ready to catch each other by the throat, |
| 84933 | And turn you all your hatred now on me? |
| 84934 | Did York's dread curse prevail so much wit... |
| 84935 | That Henry's death, my lovely Edward's death, |
| 84936 | Their kingdom's loss, my woeful banishment, |
| 84937 | Should all but answer for that peevish brat? |
| 84938 | Can curses pierce the clouds and enter hea... |
| 84939 | Why then, give way, dull clouds, to my qui... |
| 84940 | Though not by war, by surfeit die your king, |
| 84941 | As ours by murder, to make him a king! |
| 84942 | Edward thy son, that now is Prince of Wales, |
| 84943 | For Edward our son, that was Prince of Wales, |
| 84944 | Die in his youth by like untimely violence! |
| 84945 | Thyself a queen, for me that was a queen, |
| 84946 | Outlive thy glory, like my wretched self! |
| 84947 | Long mayest thou live to wail thy children... |
| 84948 | And see another, as I see thee now, |
| 84949 | Deck'd in thy rights, as thou art stall'd ... |
| 84950 | Long die thy happy days before thy death; |
| 84951 | And, after many length'ned hours of grief, |
| 84952 | Die neither mother, wife, nor England's Qu... |
| 84953 | Rivers and Dorset, you were standers by, |
| 84954 | And so wast thou, Lord Hastings, when my son |
| 84955 | Was stabb'd with bloody daggers. God, I pr... |
| 84956 | That none of you may live his natural age, |
| 84957 | But by some unlook'd accident cut off! |
| 84958 | GLOUCESTER. Have done thy charm, thou hatefu... |
| 84959 | hag. |
| 84960 | QUEEN MARGARET. And leave out thee? Stay, do... |
| 84961 | shalt hear me. |
| 84962 | If heaven have any grievous plague in store |
| 84963 | Exceeding those that I can wish upon thee, |
| 84964 | O, let them keep it till thy sins be ripe, |
| 84965 | And then hurl down their indignation |
| 84966 | On thee, the troubler of the poor world's ... |
| 84967 | The worm of conscience still be-gnaw thy s... |
| 84968 | Thy friends suspect for traitors while tho... |
| 84969 | And take deep traitors for thy dearest fri... |
| 84970 | No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine, |
| 84971 | Unless it be while some tormenting dream |
| 84972 | Affrights thee with a hell of ugly devils! |
| 84973 | Thou elvish-mark'd, abortive, rooting hog, |
| 84974 | Thou that wast seal'd in thy nativity |
| 84975 | The slave of nature and the son of hell, |
| 84976 | Thou slander of thy heavy mother's womb, |
| 84977 | Thou loathed issue of thy father's loins, |
| 84978 | Thou rag of honour, thou detested- |
| 84979 | GLOUCESTER. Margaret! |
| 84980 | QUEEN MARGARET. Richard! |
| 84981 | GLOUCESTER. Ha? |
| 84982 | QUEEN MARGARET. I call thee not. |
| 84983 | GLOUCESTER. I cry thee mercy then, for I did... |
| 84984 | That thou hadst call'd me all these bitter... |
| 84985 | QUEEN MARGARET. Why, so I did, but look'd fo... |
| 84986 | O, let me make the period to my curse! |
| 84987 | GLOUCESTER. 'Tis done by me, and ends in-Mar... |
| 84988 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Thus have you breath'd your... |
| 84989 | against yourself. |
| 84990 | QUEEN MARGARET. Poor painted queen, vain flo... |
| 84991 | fortune! |
| 84992 | Why strew'st thou sugar on that bottled sp... |
| 84993 | Whose deadly web ensnareth thee about? |
| 84994 | Fool, fool! thou whet'st a knife to kill t... |
| 84995 | The day will come that thou shalt wish for me |
| 84996 | To help thee curse this poisonous bunch-ba... |
| 84997 | HASTINGS. False-boding woman, end thy franti... |
| 84998 | Lest to thy harm thou move our patience. |
| 84999 | QUEEN MARGARET. Foul shame upon you! you hav... |
| 85000 | mov'd mine. |
| 85001 | RIVERS. Were you well serv'd, you would be t... |
| 85002 | duty. |
| 85003 | QUEEN MARGARET. To serve me well you all sho... |
| 85004 | duty, |
| 85005 | Teach me to be your queen and you my subje... |
| 85006 | O, serve me well, and teach yourselves tha... |
| 85007 | DORSET. Dispute not with her; she is lunatic. |
| 85008 | QUEEN MARGARET. Peace, Master Marquis, you a... |
| 85009 | Your fire-new stamp of honour is scarce cu... |
| 85010 | O, that your young nobility could judge |
| 85011 | What 'twere to lose it and be miserable! |
| 85012 | They that stand high have many blasts to s... |
| 85013 | And if they fall they dash themselves to p... |
| 85014 | GLOUCESTER. Good counsel, marry; learn it, l... |
| 85015 | DORSET. It touches you, my lord, as much as me. |
| 85016 | GLOUCESTER. Ay, and much more; but I was bor... |
| 85017 | Our aery buildeth in the cedar's top, |
| 85018 | And dallies with the wind, and scorns the ... |
| 85019 | QUEEN MARGARET. And turns the sun to shade-a... |
| 85020 | Witness my son, now in the shade of death, |
| 85021 | Whose bright out-shining beams thy cloudy ... |
| 85022 | Hath in eternal darkness folded up. |
| 85023 | Your aery buildeth in our aery's nest. |
| 85024 | O God that seest it, do not suffer it; |
| 85025 | As it is won with blood, lost be it so! |
| 85026 | BUCKINGHAM. Peace, peace, for shame, if not ... |
| 85027 | QUEEN MARGARET. Urge neither charity nor sha... |
| 85028 | Uncharitably with me have you dealt, |
| 85029 | And shamefully my hopes by you are butcher'd. |
| 85030 | My charity is outrage, life my shame; |
| 85031 | And in that shame still live my sorrow's r... |
| 85032 | BUCKINGHAM. Have done, have done. |
| 85033 | QUEEN MARGARET. O princely Buckingham, I'll ... |
| 85034 | hand |
| 85035 | In sign of league and amity with thee. |
| 85036 | Now fair befall thee and thy noble house! |
| 85037 | Thy garments are not spotted with our blood, |
| 85038 | Nor thou within the compass of my curse. |
| 85039 | BUCKINGHAM. Nor no one here; for curses neve... |
| 85040 | The lips of those that breathe them in the... |
| 85041 | QUEEN MARGARET. I will not think but they as... |
| 85042 | And there awake God's gentle-sleeping peace. |
| 85043 | O Buckingham, take heed of yonder dog! |
| 85044 | Look when he fawns, he bites; and when he ... |
| 85045 | His venom tooth will rankle to the death: |
| 85046 | Have not to do with him, beware of him; |
| 85047 | Sin, death, and hell, have set their marks... |
| 85048 | And all their ministers attend on him. |
| 85049 | GLOUCESTER. What doth she say, my Lord of Bu... |
| 85050 | BUCKINGHAM. Nothing that I respect, my graci... |
| 85051 | QUEEN MARGARET. What, dost thou scorn me for... |
| 85052 | counsel, |
| 85053 | And soothe the devil that I warn thee from? |
| 85054 | O, but remember this another day, |
| 85055 | When he shall split thy very heart with so... |
| 85056 | And say poor Margaret was a prophetess! |
| 85057 | Live each of you the subjects to his hate, |
| 85058 | And he to yours, and all of you to God's! ... |
| 85059 | BUCKINGHAM. My hair doth stand an end to hea... |
| 85060 | RIVERS. And so doth mine. I muse why she's a... |
| 85061 | GLOUCESTER. I cannot blame her; by God's hol... |
| 85062 | She hath had too much wrong; and I repent |
| 85063 | My part thereof that I have done to her. |
| 85064 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. I never did her any to my k... |
| 85065 | GLOUCESTER. Yet you have all the vantage of ... |
| 85066 | I was too hot to do somebody good |
| 85067 | That is too cold in thinking of it now. |
| 85068 | Marry, as for Clarence, he is well repaid; |
| 85069 | He is frank'd up to fatting for his pains; |
| 85070 | God pardon them that are the cause thereof! |
| 85071 | RIVERS. A virtuous and a Christian-like conc... |
| 85072 | To pray for them that have done scathe to us! |
| 85073 | GLOUCESTER. So do I ever- [Aside] being we... |
| 85074 | For had I curs'd now, I had curs'd myself. |
| 85075 | Enter CATESBY |
| 85076 | CATESBY. Madam, his Majesty doth can for you, |
| 85077 | And for your Grace, and you, my gracious l... |
| 85078 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Catesby, I come. Lords, wil... |
| 85079 | with me? |
| 85080 | RIVERS. We wait upon your Grace. |
| 85081 | Exeunt ... |
| 85082 | GLOUCESTER. I do the wrong, and first begin ... |
| 85083 | The secret mischiefs that I set abroach |
| 85084 | I lay unto the grievous charge of others. |
| 85085 | Clarence, who I indeed have cast in darkness, |
| 85086 | I do beweep to many simple gulls; |
| 85087 | Namely, to Derby, Hastings, Buckingham; |
| 85088 | And tell them 'tis the Queen and her allies |
| 85089 | That stir the King against the Duke my bro... |
| 85090 | Now they believe it, and withal whet me |
| 85091 | To be reveng'd on Rivers, Dorset, Grey; |
| 85092 | But then I sigh and, with a piece of Scrip... |
| 85093 | Tell them that God bids us do good for evil. |
| 85094 | And thus I clothe my naked villainy |
| 85095 | With odd old ends stol'n forth of holy writ, |
| 85096 | And seem a saint when most I play the devil. |
| 85097 | Enter two MURDERERS |
| 85098 | But, soft, here come my executioners. |
| 85099 | How now, my hardy stout resolved mates! |
| 85100 | Are you now going to dispatch this thing? |
| 85101 | FIRST MURDERER. We are, my lord, and come to... |
| 85102 | warrant, |
| 85103 | That we may be admitted where he is. |
| 85104 | GLOUCESTER. Well thought upon; I have it her... |
| 85105 | [... |
| 85106 | When you have done, repair to Crosby Place. |
| 85107 | But, sirs, be sudden in the execution, |
| 85108 | Withal obdurate, do not hear him plead; |
| 85109 | For Clarence is well-spoken, and perhaps |
| 85110 | May move your hearts to pity, if you mark ... |
| 85111 | FIRST MURDERER. Tut, tut, my lord, we will n... |
| 85112 | prate; |
| 85113 | Talkers are no good doers. Be assur'd |
| 85114 | We go to use our hands and not our tongues. |
| 85115 | GLOUCESTER. Your eyes drop millstones when f... |
| 85116 | tears. |
| 85117 | I like you, lads; about your business stra... |
| 85118 | Go, go, dispatch. |
| 85119 | FIRST MURDERER. We will, my noble lord. ... |
| 85120 | SCENE 4. |
| 85121 | London. The Tower |
| 85122 | Enter CLARENCE and KEEPER |
| 85123 | KEEPER. Why looks your Grace so heavily to-day? |
| 85124 | CLARENCE. O, I have pass'd a miserable night, |
| 85125 | So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, |
| 85126 | That, as I am a Christian faithful man, |
| 85127 | I would not spend another such a night |
| 85128 | Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days- |
| 85129 | So full of dismal terror was the time! |
| 85130 | KEEPER. What was your dream, my lord? I pray... |
| 85131 | tell me. |
| 85132 | CLARENCE. Methoughts that I had broken from ... |
| 85133 | And was embark'd to cross to Burgundy; |
| 85134 | And in my company my brother Gloucester, |
| 85135 | Who from my cabin tempted me to walk |
| 85136 | Upon the hatches. Thence we look'd toward ... |
| 85137 | And cited up a thousand heavy times, |
| 85138 | During the wars of York and Lancaster, |
| 85139 | That had befall'n us. As we pac'd along |
| 85140 | Upon the giddy footing of the hatches, |
| 85141 | Methought that Gloucester stumbled, and in... |
| 85142 | Struck me, that thought to stay him, overb... |
| 85143 | Into the tumbling billows of the main. |
| 85144 | O Lord, methought what pain it was to drown, |
| 85145 | What dreadful noise of waters in my ears, |
| 85146 | What sights of ugly death within my eyes! |
| 85147 | Methoughts I saw a thousand fearful wrecks, |
| 85148 | A thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon, |
| 85149 | Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pe... |
| 85150 | Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, |
| 85151 | All scatt'red in the bottom of the sea; |
| 85152 | Some lay in dead men's skulls, and in the ... |
| 85153 | Where eyes did once inhabit there were crept, |
| 85154 | As 'twere in scorn of eyes, reflecting gems, |
| 85155 | That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep |
| 85156 | And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatt'r... |
| 85157 | KEEPER. Had you such leisure in the time of ... |
| 85158 | To gaze upon these secrets of the deep? |
| 85159 | CLARENCE. Methought I had; and often did I s... |
| 85160 | To yield the ghost, but still the envious ... |
| 85161 | Stopp'd in my soul and would not let it forth |
| 85162 | To find the empty, vast, and wand'ring air; |
| 85163 | But smother'd it within my panting bulk, |
| 85164 | Who almost burst to belch it in the sea. |
| 85165 | KEEPER. Awak'd you not in this sore agony? |
| 85166 | CLARENCE. No, no, my dream was lengthen'd af... |
| 85167 | O, then began the tempest to my soul! |
| 85168 | I pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood |
| 85169 | With that sour ferryman which poets write of, |
| 85170 | Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. |
| 85171 | The first that there did greet my stranger... |
| 85172 | Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick, |
| 85173 | Who spake aloud 'What scourge for perjury |
| 85174 | Can this dark monarchy afford false Claren... |
| 85175 | And so he vanish'd. Then came wand'ring by |
| 85176 | A shadow like an angel, with bright hair |
| 85177 | Dabbled in blood, and he shriek'd out aloud |
| 85178 | 'Clarence is come-false, fleeting, perjur'... |
| 85179 | That stabb'd me in the field by Tewksbury. |
| 85180 | Seize on him, Furies, take him unto torment!' |
| 85181 | With that, methoughts, a legion of foul fi... |
| 85182 | Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears |
| 85183 | Such hideous cries that, with the very noise, |
| 85184 | I trembling wak'd, and for a season after |
| 85185 | Could not believe but that I was in hell, |
| 85186 | Such terrible impression made my dream. |
| 85187 | KEEPER. No marvel, lord, though it affrighte... |
| 85188 | I am afraid, methinks, to hear you tell it. |
| 85189 | CLARENCE. Ah, Keeper, Keeper, I have done th... |
| 85190 | That now give evidence against my soul |
| 85191 | For Edward's sake, and see how he requites... |
| 85192 | O God! If my deep prayers cannot appease T... |
| 85193 | But Thou wilt be aveng'd on my misdeeds, |
| 85194 | Yet execute Thy wrath in me alone; |
| 85195 | O, spare my guiltless wife and my poor chi... |
| 85196 | KEEPER, I prithee sit by me awhile; |
| 85197 | My soul is heavy, and I fain would sleep. |
| 85198 | KEEPER. I will, my lord. God give your Grace... |
| 85199 | ... |
| 85200 | Enter BRAKENBURY the Lieutenant |
| 85201 | BRAKENBURY. Sorrow breaks seasons and reposi... |
| 85202 | Makes the night morning and the noontide n... |
| 85203 | Princes have but their titles for their gl... |
| 85204 | An outward honour for an inward toil; |
| 85205 | And for unfelt imaginations |
| 85206 | They often feel a world of restless cares, |
| 85207 | So that between their tides and low name |
| 85208 | There's nothing differs but the outward fame. |
| 85209 | Enter the two MURDERERS |
| 85210 | FIRST MURDERER. Ho! who's here? |
| 85211 | BRAKENBURY. What wouldst thou, fellow, and h... |
| 85212 | thou hither? |
| 85213 | FIRST MURDERER. I would speak with Clarence,... |
| 85214 | hither on my legs. |
| 85215 | BRAKENBURY. What, so brief? |
| 85216 | SECOND MURDERER. 'Tis better, sir, than to b... |
| 85217 | him see our commission and talk no more. |
| 85218 | [BR... |
| 85219 | BRAKENBURY. I am, in this, commanded to deliver |
| 85220 | The noble Duke of Clarence to your hands. |
| 85221 | I will not reason what is meant hereby, |
| 85222 | Because I will be guiltless from the meaning. |
| 85223 | There lies the Duke asleep; and there the ... |
| 85224 | I'll to the King and signify to him |
| 85225 | That thus I have resign'd to you my charge. |
| 85226 | FIRST MURDERER. You may, sir; 'tis a point o... |
| 85227 | you well. Exeunt BRA... |
| 85228 | SECOND MURDERER. What, shall I stab him as h... |
| 85229 | FIRST MURDERER. No; he'll say 'twas done cow... |
| 85230 | he wakes. |
| 85231 | SECOND MURDERER. Why, he shall never wake un... |
| 85232 | judgment-day. |
| 85233 | FIRST MURDERER. Why, then he'll say we stabb... |
| 85234 | sleeping. |
| 85235 | SECOND MURDERER. The urging of that word jud... |
| 85236 | bred a kind of remorse in me. |
| 85237 | FIRST MURDERER. What, art thou afraid? |
| 85238 | SECOND MURDERER. Not to kill him, having a w... |
| 85239 | be damn'd for killing him, from the which ... |
| 85240 | defend me. |
| 85241 | FIRST MURDERER. I thought thou hadst been re... |
| 85242 | SECOND MURDERER. So I am, to let him live. |
| 85243 | FIRST MURDERER. I'll back to the Duke of Glo... |
| 85244 | tell him so. |
| 85245 | SECOND MURDERER. Nay, I prithee, stay a litt... |
| 85246 | passionate humour of mine will change; it ... |
| 85247 | hold me but while one tells twenty. |
| 85248 | FIRST MURDERER. How dost thou feel thyself now? |
| 85249 | SECOND MURDERER. Faith, some certain dregs... |
| 85250 | are yet within me. |
| 85251 | FIRST MURDERER. Remember our reward, when th... |
| 85252 | done. |
| 85253 | SECOND MURDERER. Zounds, he dies; I had forg... |
| 85254 | FIRST MURDERER. Where's thy conscience now? |
| 85255 | SECOND MURDERER. O, in the Duke of Glouceste... |
| 85256 | FIRST MURDERER. When he opens his purse to g... |
| 85257 | reward, thy conscience flies out. |
| 85258 | SECOND MURDERER. 'Tis no matter; let it go; ... |
| 85259 | none will entertain it. |
| 85260 | FIRST MURDERER. What if it come to thee again? |
| 85261 | SECOND MURDERER. I'll not meddle with it-it ... |
| 85262 | coward: a man cannot steal, but it accuset... |
| 85263 | cannot swear, but it checks him; a man can... |
| 85264 | neighbour's wife, but it detects him. 'Tis... |
| 85265 | fac'd spirit that mutinies in a man's boso... |
| 85266 | full of obstacles: it made me once restore... |
| 85267 | that-by chance I found. It beggars any man... |
| 85268 | It is turn'd out of towns and cities for a... |
| 85269 | and every man that means to live well ende... |
| 85270 | to himself and live without it. |
| 85271 | FIRST MURDERER. Zounds, 'tis even now at my ... |
| 85272 | persuading me not to kill the Duke. |
| 85273 | SECOND MURDERER. Take the devil in thy mind ... |
| 85274 | him not; he would insinuate with thee but ... |
| 85275 | sigh. |
| 85276 | FIRST MURDERER. I am strong-fram'd; he canno... |
| 85277 | me. |
| 85278 | SECOND MURDERER. Spoke like a tall man that ... |
| 85279 | reputation. Come, shall we fall to work? |
| 85280 | FIRST MURDERER. Take him on the costard with... |
| 85281 | thy sword, and then chop him in the malmse... |
| 85282 | next room. |
| 85283 | SECOND MURDERER. O excellent device! and mak... |
| 85284 | him. |
| 85285 | FIRST MURDERER. Soft! he wakes. |
| 85286 | SECOND MURDERER. Strike! |
| 85287 | FIRST MURDERER. No, we'll reason with him. |
| 85288 | CLARENCE. Where art thou, Keeper? Give me a ... |
| 85289 | SECOND MURDERER. You shall have wine enough,... |
| 85290 | anon. |
| 85291 | CLARENCE. In God's name, what art thou? |
| 85292 | FIRST MURDERER. A man, as you are. |
| 85293 | CLARENCE. But not as I am, royal. |
| 85294 | SECOND MURDERER. Nor you as we are, loyal. |
| 85295 | CLARENCE. Thy voice is thunder, but thy look... |
| 85296 | FIRST MURDERER. My voice is now the King's, ... |
| 85297 | mine own. |
| 85298 | CLARENCE. How darkly and how deadly dost tho... |
| 85299 | Your eyes do menace me. Why look you pale? |
| 85300 | Who sent you hither? Wherefore do you come? |
| 85301 | SECOND MURDERER. To, to, to- |
| 85302 | CLARENCE. To murder me? |
| 85303 | BOTH MURDERERS. Ay, ay. |
| 85304 | CLARENCE. You scarcely have the hearts to te... |
| 85305 | And therefore cannot have the hearts to do... |
| 85306 | Wherein, my friends, have I offended you? |
| 85307 | FIRST MURDERER. Offended us you have not, bu... |
| 85308 | CLARENCE. I shall be reconcil'd to him again. |
| 85309 | SECOND MURDERER. Never, my lord; therefore p... |
| 85310 | CLARENCE. Are you drawn forth among a world ... |
| 85311 | To slay the innocent? What is my offence? |
| 85312 | Where is the evidence that doth accuse me? |
| 85313 | What lawful quest have given their verdict up |
| 85314 | Unto the frowning judge, or who pronounc'd |
| 85315 | The bitter sentence of poor Clarence' deat... |
| 85316 | Before I be convict by course of law, |
| 85317 | To threaten me with death is most unlawful. |
| 85318 | I charge you, as you hope to have redemption |
| 85319 | By Christ's dear blood shed for our grievo... |
| 85320 | That you depart and lay no hands on me. |
| 85321 | The deed you undertake is damnable. |
| 85322 | FIRST MURDERER. What we will do, we do upon ... |
| 85323 | SECOND MURDERER. And he that hath commanded ... |
| 85324 | King. |
| 85325 | CLARENCE. Erroneous vassals! the great King ... |
| 85326 | Hath in the tables of his law commanded |
| 85327 | That thou shalt do no murder. Will you then |
| 85328 | Spurn at his edict and fulfil a man's? |
| 85329 | Take heed; for he holds vengeance in his hand |
| 85330 | To hurl upon their heads that break his law. |
| 85331 | SECOND MURDERER. And that same vengeance dot... |
| 85332 | on thee |
| 85333 | For false forswearing, and for murder too; |
| 85334 | Thou didst receive the sacrament to fight |
| 85335 | In quarrel of the house of Lancaster. |
| 85336 | FIRST MURDERER. And like a traitor to the na... |
| 85337 | Didst break that vow; and with thy treache... |
| 85338 | Unripp'dst the bowels of thy sov'reign's son. |
| 85339 | SECOND MURDERER. Whom thou wast sworn to che... |
| 85340 | defend. |
| 85341 | FIRST MURDERER. How canst thou urge God's dr... |
| 85342 | to us, |
| 85343 | When thou hast broke it in such dear degree? |
| 85344 | CLARENCE. Alas! for whose sake did I that il... |
| 85345 | For Edward, for my brother, for his sake. |
| 85346 | He sends you not to murder me for this, |
| 85347 | For in that sin he is as deep as I. |
| 85348 | If God will be avenged for the deed, |
| 85349 | O, know you yet He doth it publicly. |
| 85350 | Take not the quarrel from His pow'rful arm; |
| 85351 | He needs no indirect or lawless course |
| 85352 | To cut off those that have offended Him. |
| 85353 | FIRST MURDERER. Who made thee then a bloody ... |
| 85354 | When gallant-springing brave Plantagenet, |
| 85355 | That princely novice, was struck dead by t... |
| 85356 | CLARENCE. My brother's love, the devil, and ... |
| 85357 | FIRST MURDERER. Thy brother's love, our duty... |
| 85358 | faults, |
| 85359 | Provoke us hither now to slaughter thee. |
| 85360 | CLARENCE. If you do love my brother, hate no... |
| 85361 | I am his brother, and I love him well. |
| 85362 | If you are hir'd for meed, go back again, |
| 85363 | And I will send you to my brother Gloucester, |
| 85364 | Who shall reward you better for my life |
| 85365 | Than Edward will for tidings of my death. |
| 85366 | SECOND MURDERER. You are deceiv'd: your brot... |
| 85367 | hates you. |
| 85368 | CLARENCE. O, no, he loves me, and he holds m... |
| 85369 | Go you to him from me. |
| 85370 | FIRST MURDERER. Ay, so we will. |
| 85371 | CLARENCE. Tell him when that our princely fa... |
| 85372 | Bless'd his three sons with his victorious... |
| 85373 | And charg'd us from his soul to love each ... |
| 85374 | He little thought of this divided friendship. |
| 85375 | Bid Gloucester think of this, and he will ... |
| 85376 | FIRST MURDERER. Ay, millstones; as he lesson... |
| 85377 | CLARENCE. O, do not slander him, for he is k... |
| 85378 | FIRST MURDERER. Right, as snow in harvest. C... |
| 85379 | deceive yourself: |
| 85380 | 'Tis he that sends us to destroy you here. |
| 85381 | CLARENCE. It cannot be; for he bewept my f... |
| 85382 | And hugg'd me in his arms, and swore with ... |
| 85383 | That he would labour my delivery. |
| 85384 | FIRST MURDERER. Why, so he doth, when he del... |
| 85385 | From this earth's thraldom to the joys of ... |
| 85386 | SECOND MURDERER. Make peace with God, for yo... |
| 85387 | my lord. |
| 85388 | CLARENCE. Have you that holy feeling in your... |
| 85389 | To counsel me to make my peace with God, |
| 85390 | And are you yet to your own souls so blind |
| 85391 | That you will war with God by murd'ring me? |
| 85392 | O, sirs, consider: they that set you on |
| 85393 | To do this deed will hate you for the deed. |
| 85394 | SECOND MURDERER. What shall we do? |
| 85395 | CLARENCE. Relent, and save your souls. |
| 85396 | FIRST MURDERER. Relent! No, 'tis cowardly an... |
| 85397 | CLARENCE. Not to relent is beastly, savage, ... |
| 85398 | Which of you, if you were a prince's son, |
| 85399 | Being pent from liberty as I am now, |
| 85400 | If two such murderers as yourselves came t... |
| 85401 | Would not entreat for life? |
| 85402 | My friend, I spy some pity in thy looks; |
| 85403 | O, if thine eye be not a flatterer, |
| 85404 | Come thou on my side and entreat for me- |
| 85405 | As you would beg were you in my distress. |
| 85406 | A begging prince what beggar pities not? |
| 85407 | SECOND MURDERER. Look behind you, my lord. |
| 85408 | FIRST MURDERER. [Stabbing him] Take that, ... |
| 85409 | this will not do, |
| 85410 | I'll drown you in the malmsey-butt within. |
| 85411 | ... |
| 85412 | SECOND MURDERER. A bloody deed, and desperately |
| 85413 | dispatch'd! |
| 85414 | How fain, like Pilate, would I wash my hands |
| 85415 | Of this most grievous murder! |
| 85416 | Re-enter FIRST MURDERER |
| 85417 | FIRST MURDERER-How now, what mean'st thou th... |
| 85418 | help'st me not? |
| 85419 | By heavens, the Duke shall know how slack ... |
| 85420 | been! |
| 85421 | SECOND MURDERER. I would he knew that I had ... |
| 85422 | brother! |
| 85423 | Take thou the fee, and tell him what I say; |
| 85424 | For I repent me that the Duke is slain. ... |
| 85425 | FIRST MURDERER. So do not I. Go, coward as t... |
| 85426 | Well, I'll go hide the body in some hole, |
| 85427 | Till that the Duke give order for his burial; |
| 85428 | And when I have my meed, I will away; |
| 85429 | For this will out, and then I must not sta... |
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| 85438 | ACT II. SCENE 1. |
| 85439 | London. The palace |
| 85440 | Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD sick, QUEEN ELIZAB... |
| 85441 | HASTINGS, BUCKINGHAM, GREY, and others |
| 85442 | KING EDWARD. Why, so. Now have I done a good... |
| 85443 | work. |
| 85444 | You peers, continue this united league. |
| 85445 | I every day expect an embassage |
| 85446 | From my Redeemer to redeem me hence; |
| 85447 | And more at peace my soul shall part to he... |
| 85448 | Since I have made my friends at peace on e... |
| 85449 | Hastings and Rivers, take each other's hand; |
| 85450 | Dissemble not your hatred, swear your love. |
| 85451 | RIVERS. By heaven, my soul is purg'd from gr... |
| 85452 | And with my hand I seal my true heart's love. |
| 85453 | HASTINGS. So thrive I, as I truly swear the ... |
| 85454 | KING EDWARD. Take heed you dally not before ... |
| 85455 | Lest He that is the supreme King of kings |
| 85456 | Confound your hidden falsehood and award |
| 85457 | Either of you to be the other's end. |
| 85458 | HASTINGS. So prosper I, as I swear perfect l... |
| 85459 | RIVERS. And I, as I love Hastings with my he... |
| 85460 | KING EDWARD. Madam, yourself is not exempt f... |
| 85461 | Nor you, son Dorset; Buckingham, nor you: |
| 85462 | You have been factious one against the other. |
| 85463 | Wife, love Lord Hastings, let him kiss you... |
| 85464 | And what you do, do it unfeignedly. |
| 85465 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. There, Hastings; I will nev... |
| 85466 | remember |
| 85467 | Our former hatred, so thrive I and mine! |
| 85468 | KING EDWARD. Dorset, embrace him; Hastings, ... |
| 85469 | Marquis. |
| 85470 | DORSET. This interchange of love, I here pro... |
| 85471 | Upon my part shall be inviolable. |
| 85472 | HASTINGS. And so swear I. ... |
| 85473 | KING EDWARD. Now, princely Buckingham, seal ... |
| 85474 | league |
| 85475 | With thy embracements to my wife's allies, |
| 85476 | And make me happy in your unity. |
| 85477 | BUCKINGHAM. [To the QUEEN] Whenever Buckin... |
| 85478 | doth turn his hate |
| 85479 | Upon your Grace, but with all duteous love |
| 85480 | Doth cherish you and yours, God punish me |
| 85481 | With hate in those where I expect most love! |
| 85482 | When I have most need to employ a friend |
| 85483 | And most assured that he is a friend, |
| 85484 | Deep, hollow, treacherous, and full of guile, |
| 85485 | Be he unto me! This do I beg of God |
| 85486 | When I am cold in love to you or yours. |
| 85487 | ... |
| 85488 | KING EDWARD. A pleasing cordial, princely Bu... |
| 85489 | Is this thy vow unto my sickly heart. |
| 85490 | There wanteth now our brother Gloucester here |
| 85491 | To make the blessed period of this peace. |
| 85492 | BUCKINGHAM. And, in good time, |
| 85493 | Here comes Sir Richard Ratcliff and the Duke. |
| 85494 | Enter GLOUCESTER, and RA... |
| 85495 | GLOUCESTER. Good morrow to my sovereign king... |
| 85496 | Queen; |
| 85497 | And, princely peers, a happy time of day! |
| 85498 | KING EDWARD. Happy, indeed, as we have spent... |
| 85499 | Gloucester, we have done deeds of charity, |
| 85500 | Made peace of enmity, fair love of hate, |
| 85501 | Between these swelling wrong-incensed peers. |
| 85502 | GLOUCESTER. A blessed labour, my most sovere... |
| 85503 | Among this princely heap, if any here, |
| 85504 | By false intelligence or wrong surmise, |
| 85505 | Hold me a foe- |
| 85506 | If I unwittingly, or in my rage, |
| 85507 | Have aught committed that is hardly borne |
| 85508 | To any in this presence, I desire |
| 85509 | To reconcile me to his friendly peace: |
| 85510 | 'Tis death to me to be at enmity; |
| 85511 | I hate it, and desire all good men's love. |
| 85512 | First, madam, I entreat true peace of you, |
| 85513 | Which I will purchase with my duteous serv... |
| 85514 | Of you, my noble cousin Buckingham, |
| 85515 | If ever any grudge were lodg'd between us; |
| 85516 | Of you, and you, Lord Rivers, and of Dorset, |
| 85517 | That all without desert have frown'd on me; |
| 85518 | Of you, Lord Woodville, and, Lord Scales, ... |
| 85519 | Dukes, earls, lords, gentlemen-indeed, of ... |
| 85520 | I do not know that Englishman alive |
| 85521 | With whom my soul is any jot at odds |
| 85522 | More than the infant that is born to-night. |
| 85523 | I thank my God for my humility. |
| 85524 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. A holy day shall this be ke... |
| 85525 | I would to God all strifes were well compo... |
| 85526 | My sovereign lord, I do beseech your Highness |
| 85527 | To take our brother Clarence to your grace. |
| 85528 | GLOUCESTER. Why, madam, have I off'red love ... |
| 85529 | To be so flouted in this royal presence? |
| 85530 | Who knows not that the gentle Duke is dead? |
| 85531 | ... |
| 85532 | You do him injury to scorn his corse. |
| 85533 | KING EDWARD. Who knows not he is dead! Who k... |
| 85534 | he is? |
| 85535 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. All-seeing heaven, what a w... |
| 85536 | BUCKINGHAM. Look I so pale, Lord Dorset, as ... |
| 85537 | DORSET. Ay, my good lord; and no man in the ... |
| 85538 | But his red colour hath forsook his cheeks. |
| 85539 | KING EDWARD. Is Clarence dead? The order was... |
| 85540 | GLOUCESTER. But he, poor man, by your first ... |
| 85541 | And that a winged Mercury did bear; |
| 85542 | Some tardy cripple bare the countermand |
| 85543 | That came too lag to see him buried. |
| 85544 | God grant that some, less noble and less l... |
| 85545 | Nearer in bloody thoughts, an not in blood, |
| 85546 | Deserve not worse than wretched Clarence did, |
| 85547 | And yet go current from suspicion! |
| 85548 | Enter DERBY |
| 85549 | DERBY. A boon, my sovereign, for my service ... |
| 85550 | KING EDWARD. I prithee, peace; my soul is fu... |
| 85551 | DERBY. I Will not rise unless your Highness ... |
| 85552 | KING EDWARD. Then say at once what is it tho... |
| 85553 | DERBY. The forfeit, sovereign, of my servant... |
| 85554 | Who slew to-day a riotous gentleman |
| 85555 | Lately attendant on the Duke of Norfolk. |
| 85556 | KING EDWARD. Have I a tongue to doom my brot... |
| 85557 | And shall that tongue give pardon to a slave? |
| 85558 | My brother killed no man-his fault was tho... |
| 85559 | And yet his punishment was bitter death. |
| 85560 | Who sued to me for him? Who, in my wrath, |
| 85561 | Kneel'd at my feet, and bid me be advis'd? |
| 85562 | Who spoke of brotherhood? Who spoke of love? |
| 85563 | Who told me how the poor soul did forsake |
| 85564 | The mighty Warwick and did fight for me? |
| 85565 | Who told me, in the field at Tewksbury |
| 85566 | When Oxford had me down, he rescued me |
| 85567 | And said 'Dear Brother, live, and be a king'? |
| 85568 | Who told me, when we both lay in the field |
| 85569 | Frozen almost to death, how he did lap me |
| 85570 | Even in his garments, and did give himself, |
| 85571 | All thin and naked, to the numb cold night? |
| 85572 | All this from my remembrance brutish wrath |
| 85573 | Sinfully pluck'd, and not a man of you |
| 85574 | Had so much race to put it in my mind. |
| 85575 | But when your carters or your waiting-vassals |
| 85576 | Have done a drunken slaughter and defac'd |
| 85577 | The precious image of our dear Redeemer, |
| 85578 | You straight are on your knees for pardon,... |
| 85579 | And I, unjustly too, must grant it you. ... |
| 85580 | But for my brother not a man would speak; |
| 85581 | Nor I, ungracious, speak unto myself |
| 85582 | For him, poor soul. The proudest of you all |
| 85583 | Have been beholding to him in his life; |
| 85584 | Yet none of you would once beg for his life. |
| 85585 | O God, I fear thy justice will take hold |
| 85586 | On me, and you, and mine, and yours, for t... |
| 85587 | Come, Hastings, help me to my closet. Ah, ... |
| 85588 | Exeunt some w... |
| 85589 | GLOUCESTER. This is the fruits of rashness. ... |
| 85590 | How that the guilty kindred of the Queen |
| 85591 | Look'd pale when they did hear of Clarence... |
| 85592 | O, they did urge it still unto the King! |
| 85593 | God will revenge it. Come, lords, will you go |
| 85594 | To comfort Edward with our company? |
| 85595 | BUCKINGHAM. We wait upon your Grace. ... |
| 85596 | SCENE 2. |
| 85597 | London. The palace |
| 85598 | Enter the old DUCHESS OF YORK, with the SON an... |
| 85599 | SON. Good grandam, tell us, is our father dead? |
| 85600 | DUCHESS. No, boy. |
| 85601 | DAUGHTER. Why do you weep so oft, and beat y... |
| 85602 | And cry 'O Clarence, my unhappy son!'? |
| 85603 | SON. Why do you look on us, and shake your h... |
| 85604 | And call us orphans, wretches, castaways, |
| 85605 | If that our noble father were alive? |
| 85606 | DUCHESS. My pretty cousins, you mistake me b... |
| 85607 | I do lament the sickness of the King, |
| 85608 | As loath to lose him, not your father's de... |
| 85609 | It were lost sorrow to wail one that's lost. |
| 85610 | SON. Then you conclude, my grandam, he is dead. |
| 85611 | The King mine uncle is to blame for it. |
| 85612 | God will revenge it; whom I will importune |
| 85613 | With earnest prayers all to that effect. |
| 85614 | DAUGHTER. And so will I. |
| 85615 | DUCHESS. Peace, children, peace! The King do... |
| 85616 | well. |
| 85617 | Incapable and shallow innocents, |
| 85618 | You cannot guess who caus'd your father's ... |
| 85619 | SON. Grandam, we can; for my good uncle Glou... |
| 85620 | Told me the King, provok'd to it by the Qu... |
| 85621 | Devis'd impeachments to imprison him. |
| 85622 | And when my uncle told me so, he wept, |
| 85623 | And pitied me, and kindly kiss'd my cheek; |
| 85624 | Bade me rely on him as on my father, |
| 85625 | And he would love me dearly as a child. |
| 85626 | DUCHESS. Ah, that deceit should steal such g... |
| 85627 | And with a virtuous vizor hide deep vice! |
| 85628 | He is my son; ay, and therein my shame; |
| 85629 | Yet from my dugs he drew not this deceit. |
| 85630 | SON. Think you my uncle did dissemble, grandam? |
| 85631 | DUCHESS. Ay, boy. |
| 85632 | SON. I cannot think it. Hark! what noise is ... |
| 85633 | Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH, with her ha... |
| 85634 | ears; RIVERS and DORSET after her |
| 85635 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Ah, who shall hinder me to ... |
| 85636 | weep, |
| 85637 | To chide my fortune, and torment myself? |
| 85638 | I'll join with black despair against my soul |
| 85639 | And to myself become an enemy. |
| 85640 | DUCHESS. What means this scene of rude impat... |
| 85641 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. To make an act of tragic vi... |
| 85642 | EDWARD, my lord, thy son, our king, is dead. |
| 85643 | Why grow the branches when the root is gone? |
| 85644 | Why wither not the leaves that want their ... |
| 85645 | If you will live, lament; if die, be brief, |
| 85646 | That our swift-winged souls may catch the ... |
| 85647 | Or like obedient subjects follow him |
| 85648 | To his new kingdom of ne'er-changing night. |
| 85649 | DUCHESS. Ah, so much interest have I in thy ... |
| 85650 | As I had title in thy noble husband! |
| 85651 | I have bewept a worthy husband's death, |
| 85652 | And liv'd with looking on his images; |
| 85653 | But now two mirrors of his princely semblance |
| 85654 | Are crack'd in pieces by malignant death, |
| 85655 | And I for comfort have but one false glass, |
| 85656 | That grieves me when I see my shame in him. |
| 85657 | Thou art a widow, yet thou art a mother |
| 85658 | And hast the comfort of thy children left; |
| 85659 | But death hath snatch'd my husband from mi... |
| 85660 | And pluck'd two crutches from my feeble ha... |
| 85661 | Clarence and Edward. O, what cause have I- |
| 85662 | Thine being but a moiety of my moan- |
| 85663 | To overgo thy woes and drown thy cries? |
| 85664 | SON. Ah, aunt, you wept not for our father's... |
| 85665 | How can we aid you with our kindred tears? |
| 85666 | DAUGHTER. Our fatherless distress was left u... |
| 85667 | Your widow-dolour likewise be unwept! |
| 85668 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Give me no help in lamentat... |
| 85669 | I am not barren to bring forth complaints. |
| 85670 | All springs reduce their currents to mine ... |
| 85671 | That I, being govern'd by the watery moon, |
| 85672 | May send forth plenteous tears to drown th... |
| 85673 | Ah for my husband, for my dear Lord Edward! |
| 85674 | CHILDREN. Ah for our father, for our dear Lo... |
| 85675 | DUCHESS. Alas for both, both mine, Edward an... |
| 85676 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. What stay had I but Edward?... |
| 85677 | gone. |
| 85678 | CHILDREN. What stay had we but Clarence? and... |
| 85679 | DUCHESS. What stays had I but they? and they... |
| 85680 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Was never widow had so dear... |
| 85681 | CHILDREN. Were never orphans had so dear a l... |
| 85682 | DUCHESS. Was never mother had so dear a loss. |
| 85683 | Alas, I am the mother of these griefs! |
| 85684 | Their woes are parcell'd, mine is general. |
| 85685 | She for an Edward weeps, and so do I: |
| 85686 | I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she. |
| 85687 | These babes for Clarence weep, and so do I: |
| 85688 | I for an Edward weep, so do not they. |
| 85689 | Alas, you three on me, threefold distress'd, |
| 85690 | Pour all your tears! I am your sorrow's nu... |
| 85691 | And I will pamper it with lamentation. |
| 85692 | DORSET. Comfort, dear mother. God is much di... |
| 85693 | That you take with unthankfulness his doing. |
| 85694 | In common worldly things 'tis called ungra... |
| 85695 | With dull unwillingness to repay a debt |
| 85696 | Which with a bounteous hand was kindly lent; |
| 85697 | Much more to be thus opposite with heaven, |
| 85698 | For it requires the royal debt it lent you. |
| 85699 | RIVERS. Madam, bethink you, like a careful m... |
| 85700 | Of the young prince your son. Send straigh... |
| 85701 | Let him be crown'd; in him your comfort li... |
| 85702 | Drown desperate sorrow in dead Edward's gr... |
| 85703 | And plant your joys in living Edward's thr... |
| 85704 | Enter GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM, D... |
| 85705 | HASTINGS, and RATCLIFF |
| 85706 | GLOUCESTER. Sister, have comfort. All of us ... |
| 85707 | To wail the dimming of our shining star; |
| 85708 | But none can help our harms by wailing them. |
| 85709 | Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy; |
| 85710 | I did not see your Grace. Humbly on my knee |
| 85711 | I crave your blessing. |
| 85712 | DUCHESS. God bless thee; and put meekness in... |
| 85713 | Love, charity, obedience, and true duty! |
| 85714 | GLOUCESTER. Amen! [Aside] And make me die ... |
| 85715 | man! |
| 85716 | That is the butt end of a mother's blessing; |
| 85717 | I marvel that her Grace did leave it out. |
| 85718 | BUCKINGHAM. You cloudy princes and heart-sor... |
| 85719 | peers, |
| 85720 | That bear this heavy mutual load of moan, |
| 85721 | Now cheer each other in each other's love. |
| 85722 | Though we have spent our harvest of this k... |
| 85723 | We are to reap the harvest of his son. |
| 85724 | The broken rancour of your high-swol'n hea... |
| 85725 | But lately splinter'd, knit, and join'd to... |
| 85726 | Must gently be preserv'd, cherish'd, and k... |
| 85727 | Me seemeth good that, with some little train, |
| 85728 | Forthwith from Ludlow the young prince be fet |
| 85729 | Hither to London, to be crown'd our King. |
| 85730 | RIVERS. Why with some little train, my Lord of |
| 85731 | Buckingham? |
| 85732 | BUCKINGHAM. Marry, my lord, lest by a multitude |
| 85733 | The new-heal'd wound of malice should brea... |
| 85734 | Which would be so much the more dangerous |
| 85735 | By how much the estate is green and yet un... |
| 85736 | Where every horse bears his commanding rein |
| 85737 | And may direct his course as please himself, |
| 85738 | As well the fear of harm as harm apparent, |
| 85739 | In my opinion, ought to be prevented. |
| 85740 | GLOUCESTER. I hope the King made peace with ... |
| 85741 | And the compact is firm and true in me. |
| 85742 | RIVERS. And so in me; and so, I think, in an. |
| 85743 | Yet, since it is but green, it should be put |
| 85744 | To no apparent likelihood of breach, |
| 85745 | Which haply by much company might be urg'd; |
| 85746 | Therefore I say with noble Buckingham |
| 85747 | That it is meet so few should fetch the Pr... |
| 85748 | HASTINGS. And so say I. |
| 85749 | GLOUCESTER. Then be it so; and go we to dete... |
| 85750 | Who they shall be that straight shall post... |
| 85751 | Madam, and you, my sister, will you go |
| 85752 | To give your censures in this business? |
| 85753 | Exeunt all but BUCKING... |
| 85754 | BUCKINGHAM. My lord, whoever journeys to the... |
| 85755 | For God sake, let not us two stay at home; |
| 85756 | For by the way I'll sort occasion, |
| 85757 | As index to the story we late talk'd of, |
| 85758 | To part the Queen's proud kindred from the... |
| 85759 | GLOUCESTER. My other self, my counsel's cons... |
| 85760 | My oracle, my prophet, my dear cousin, |
| 85761 | I, as a child, will go by thy direction. |
| 85762 | Toward Ludlow then, for we'll not stay beh... |
| 85763 | SCENE 3. |
| 85764 | London. A street |
| 85765 | Enter one CITIZEN at one door, and another at ... |
| 85766 | FIRST CITIZEN. Good morrow, neighbour. Whith... |
| 85767 | fast? |
| 85768 | SECOND CITIZEN. I promise you, I scarcely kn... |
| 85769 | Hear you the news abroad? |
| 85770 | FIRST CITIZEN. Yes, that the King is dead. |
| 85771 | SECOND CITIZEN. Ill news, by'r lady; seldom ... |
| 85772 | better. |
| 85773 | I fear, I fear 'twill prove a giddy world. |
| 85774 | Enter another CITIZEN |
| 85775 | THIRD CITIZEN. Neighbours, God speed! |
| 85776 | FIRST CITIZEN. Give you good morrow, sir. |
| 85777 | THIRD CITIZEN. Doth the news hold of good Ki... |
| 85778 | death? |
| 85779 | SECOND CITIZEN. Ay, sir, it is too true; God... |
| 85780 | THIRD CITIZEN. Then, masters, look to see a ... |
| 85781 | world. |
| 85782 | FIRST CITIZEN. No, no; by God's good grace, ... |
| 85783 | reign. |
| 85784 | THIRD CITIZEN. Woe to that land that's gover... |
| 85785 | SECOND CITIZEN. In him there is a hope of go... |
| 85786 | Which, in his nonage, council under him, |
| 85787 | And, in his full and ripened years, himself, |
| 85788 | No doubt, shall then, and till then, gover... |
| 85789 | FIRST CITIZEN. So stood the state when Henry... |
| 85790 | Was crown'd in Paris but at nine months old. |
| 85791 | THIRD CITIZEN. Stood the state so? No, no, g... |
| 85792 | God wot; |
| 85793 | For then this land was famously enrich'd |
| 85794 | With politic grave counsel; then the King |
| 85795 | Had virtuous uncles to protect his Grace. |
| 85796 | FIRST CITIZEN. Why, so hath this, both by hi... |
| 85797 | mother. |
| 85798 | THIRD CITIZEN. Better it were they all came ... |
| 85799 | Or by his father there were none at all; |
| 85800 | For emulation who shall now be nearest |
| 85801 | Will touch us all too near, if God prevent... |
| 85802 | O, full of danger is the Duke of Gloucester! |
| 85803 | And the Queen's sons and brothers haught a... |
| 85804 | And were they to be rul'd, and not to rule, |
| 85805 | This sickly land might solace as before. |
| 85806 | FIRST CITIZEN. Come, come, we fear the worst... |
| 85807 | well. |
| 85808 | THIRD CITIZEN. When clouds are seen, wise me... |
| 85809 | their cloaks; |
| 85810 | When great leaves fall, then winter is at ... |
| 85811 | When the sun sets, who doth not look for n... |
| 85812 | Untimely storms make men expect a dearth. |
| 85813 | All may be well; but, if God sort it so, |
| 85814 | 'Tis more than we deserve or I expect. |
| 85815 | SECOND CITIZEN. Truly, the hearts of men are... |
| 85816 | You cannot reason almost with a man |
| 85817 | That looks not heavily and fun of dread. |
| 85818 | THIRD CITIZEN. Before the days of change, st... |
| 85819 | By a divine instinct men's minds mistrust |
| 85820 | Ensuing danger; as by proof we see |
| 85821 | The water swell before a boist'rous storm. |
| 85822 | But leave it all to God. Whither away? |
| 85823 | SECOND CITIZEN. Marry, we were sent for to t... |
| 85824 | THIRD CITIZEN. And so was I; I'll bear you c... |
| 85825 | ... |
| 85826 | SCENE 4. |
| 85827 | London. The palace |
| 85828 | Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, the young DUKE O... |
| 85829 | and the DUCHESS OF YORK |
| 85830 | ARCHBISHOP. Last night, I hear, they lay at ... |
| 85831 | And at Northampton they do rest to-night; |
| 85832 | To-morrow or next day they will be here. |
| 85833 | DUCHESS. I long with all my heart to see the... |
| 85834 | I hope he is much grown since last I saw him. |
| 85835 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. But I hear no; they say my ... |
| 85836 | Has almost overta'en him in his growth. |
| 85837 | YORK. Ay, mother; but I would not have it so. |
| 85838 | DUCHESS. Why, my good cousin, it is good to ... |
| 85839 | YORK. Grandam, one night as we did sit at su... |
| 85840 | My uncle Rivers talk'd how I did grow |
| 85841 | More than my brother. 'Ay,' quoth my uncle... |
| 85842 | 'Small herbs have grace: great weeds do gr... |
| 85843 | And since, methinks, I would not grow so f... |
| 85844 | Because sweet flow'rs are slow and weeds m... |
| 85845 | DUCHESS. Good faith, good faith, the saying ... |
| 85846 | In him that did object the same to thee. |
| 85847 | He was the wretched'st thing when he was y... |
| 85848 | So long a-growing and so leisurely |
| 85849 | That, if his rule were true, he should be ... |
| 85850 | ARCHBISHOP. And so no doubt he is, my gracio... |
| 85851 | DUCHESS. I hope he is; but yet let mothers d... |
| 85852 | YORK. Now, by my troth, if I had been rememb... |
| 85853 | I could have given my uncle's Grace a flout |
| 85854 | To touch his growth nearer than he touch'd... |
| 85855 | DUCHESS. How, my young York? I prithee let m... |
| 85856 | YORK. Marry, they say my uncle grew so fast |
| 85857 | That he could gnaw a crust at two hours old. |
| 85858 | 'Twas full two years ere I could get a tooth. |
| 85859 | Grandam, this would have been a biting jest. |
| 85860 | DUCHESS. I prithee, pretty York, who told th... |
| 85861 | YORK. Grandam, his nurse. |
| 85862 | DUCHESS. His nurse! Why she was dead ere tho... |
| 85863 | born. |
| 85864 | YORK. If 'twere not she, I cannot tell who t... |
| 85865 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. A parlous boy! Go to, you a... |
| 85866 | shrewd. |
| 85867 | ARCHBISHOP. Good madam, be not angry with th... |
| 85868 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Pitchers have ears. |
| 85869 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 85870 | ARCHBISHOP. Here comes a messenger. What news? |
| 85871 | MESSENGER. Such news, my lord, as grieves me... |
| 85872 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. How doth the Prince? |
| 85873 | MESSENGER. Well, madam, and in health. |
| 85874 | DUCHESS. What is thy news? |
| 85875 | MESSENGER. Lord Rivers and Lord Grey |
| 85876 | Are sent to Pomfret, and with them |
| 85877 | Sir Thomas Vaughan, prisoners. |
| 85878 | DUCHESS. Who hath committed them? |
| 85879 | MESSENGER. The mighty Dukes, Gloucester and ... |
| 85880 | ARCHBISHOP. For what offence? |
| 85881 | MESSENGER. The sum of all I can, I have disc... |
| 85882 | Why or for what the nobles were committed |
| 85883 | Is all unknown to me, my gracious lord. |
| 85884 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Ay me, I see the ruin of my... |
| 85885 | The tiger now hath seiz'd the gentle hind; |
| 85886 | Insulting tyranny begins to jet |
| 85887 | Upon the innocent and aweless throne. |
| 85888 | Welcome, destruction, blood, and massacre! |
| 85889 | I see, as in a map, the end of all. |
| 85890 | DUCHESS. Accursed and unquiet wrangling days, |
| 85891 | How many of you have mine eyes beheld! |
| 85892 | My husband lost his life to get the crown; |
| 85893 | And often up and down my sons were toss'd |
| 85894 | For me to joy and weep their gain and loss; |
| 85895 | And being seated, and domestic broils |
| 85896 | Clean over-blown, themselves the conquerors |
| 85897 | Make war upon themselves-brother to brother, |
| 85898 | Blood to blood, self against self. O, prep... |
| 85899 | And frantic outrage, end thy damned spleen, |
| 85900 | Or let me die, to look on death no more! |
| 85901 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Come, come, my boy; we will to |
| 85902 | sanctuary. |
| 85903 | Madam, farewell. |
| 85904 | DUCHESS. Stay, I will go with you. |
| 85905 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. You have no cause. |
| 85906 | ARCHBISHOP. [To the QUEEN] My gracious lad... |
| 85907 | And thither bear your treasure and your go... |
| 85908 | For my part, I'll resign unto your Grace |
| 85909 | The seal I keep; and so betide to me |
| 85910 | As well I tender you and all of yours! |
| 85911 | Go, I'll conduct you to the sanctuary. ... |
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| 85920 | ACT III. SCENE 1. |
| 85921 | London. A street |
| 85922 | The trumpets sound. Enter the PRINCE OF WALES,... |
| 85923 | CATESBY, CARDINAL BOURCHIER, and others |
| 85924 | BUCKINGHAM. Welcome, sweet Prince, to London... |
| 85925 | chamber. |
| 85926 | GLOUCESTER. Welcome, dear cousin, my thought... |
| 85927 | The weary way hath made you melancholy. |
| 85928 | PRINCE. No, uncle; but our crosses on the way |
| 85929 | Have made it tedious, wearisome, and heavy. |
| 85930 | I want more uncles here to welcome me. |
| 85931 | GLOUCESTER. Sweet Prince, the untainted virt... |
| 85932 | years |
| 85933 | Hath not yet div'd into the world's deceit; |
| 85934 | Nor more can you distinguish of a man |
| 85935 | Than of his outward show; which, God He kn... |
| 85936 | Seldom or never jumpeth with the heart. |
| 85937 | Those uncles which you want were dangerous; |
| 85938 | Your Grace attended to their sug'red words |
| 85939 | But look'd not on the poison of their hearts. |
| 85940 | God keep you from them and from such false... |
| 85941 | PRINCE. God keep me from false friends! but ... |
| 85942 | none. |
| 85943 | GLOUCESTER. My lord, the Mayor of London com... |
| 85944 | you. |
| 85945 | Enter the LORD MAYOR and his t... |
| 85946 | MAYOR. God bless your Grace with health and ... |
| 85947 | PRINCE. I thank you, good my lord, and thank... |
| 85948 | I thought my mother and my brother York |
| 85949 | Would long ere this have met us on the way. |
| 85950 | Fie, what a slug is Hastings, that he come... |
| 85951 | To tell us whether they will come or no! |
| 85952 | Enter LORD HASTINGS |
| 85953 | BUCKINGHAM. And, in good time, here comes th... |
| 85954 | Lord. |
| 85955 | PRINCE. Welcome, my lord. What, will our mot... |
| 85956 | HASTINGS. On what occasion, God He knows, no... |
| 85957 | The Queen your mother and your brother York |
| 85958 | Have taken sanctuary. The tender Prince |
| 85959 | Would fain have come with me to meet your ... |
| 85960 | But by his mother was perforce withheld. |
| 85961 | BUCKINGHAM. Fie, what an indirect and peevis... |
| 85962 | Is this of hers? Lord Cardinal, will your ... |
| 85963 | Persuade the Queen to send the Duke of York |
| 85964 | Unto his princely brother presently? |
| 85965 | If she deny, Lord Hastings, go with him |
| 85966 | And from her jealous arms pluck him perforce. |
| 85967 | CARDINAL. My Lord of Buckingham, if my weak ... |
| 85968 | Can from his mother win the Duke of York, |
| 85969 | Anon expect him here; but if she be obdurate |
| 85970 | To mild entreaties, God in heaven forbid |
| 85971 | We should infringe the holy privilege |
| 85972 | Of blessed sanctuary! Not for all this land |
| 85973 | Would I be guilty of so deep a sin. |
| 85974 | BUCKINGHAM. You are too senseless-obstinate,... |
| 85975 | Too ceremonious and traditional. |
| 85976 | Weigh it but with the grossness of this age, |
| 85977 | You break not sanctuary in seizing him. |
| 85978 | The benefit thereof is always granted |
| 85979 | To those whose dealings have deserv'd the ... |
| 85980 | And those who have the wit to claim the pl... |
| 85981 | This Prince hath neither claim'd it nor de... |
| 85982 | And therefore, in mine opinion, cannot hav... |
| 85983 | Then, taking him from thence that is not t... |
| 85984 | You break no privilege nor charter there. |
| 85985 | Oft have I heard of sanctuary men; |
| 85986 | But sanctuary children never till now. |
| 85987 | CARDINAL. My lord, you shall o'errule my min... |
| 85988 | Come on, Lord Hastings, will you go with me? |
| 85989 | HASTINGS. I go, my lord. |
| 85990 | PRINCE. Good lords, make all the speedy hast... |
| 85991 | Exeunt CAR... |
| 85992 | Say, uncle Gloucester, if our brother come, |
| 85993 | Where shall we sojourn till our coronation? |
| 85994 | GLOUCESTER. Where it seems best unto your ro... |
| 85995 | If I may counsel you, some day or two |
| 85996 | Your Highness shall repose you at the Tower, |
| 85997 | Then where you please and shall be thought... |
| 85998 | For your best health and recreation. |
| 85999 | PRINCE. I do not like the Tower, of any place. |
| 86000 | Did Julius Caesar build that place, my lord? |
| 86001 | BUCKINGHAM. He did, my gracious lord, begin ... |
| 86002 | Which, since, succeeding ages have re-edif... |
| 86003 | PRINCE. Is it upon record, or else reported |
| 86004 | Successively from age to age, he built it? |
| 86005 | BUCKINGHAM. Upon record, my gracious lord. |
| 86006 | PRINCE. But say, my lord, it were not regist... |
| 86007 | Methinks the truth should Eve from age to ... |
| 86008 | As 'twere retail'd to all posterity, |
| 86009 | Even to the general all-ending day. |
| 86010 | GLOUCESTER. [Aside] So wise so young, they... |
| 86011 | live long. |
| 86012 | PRINCE. What say you, uncle? |
| 86013 | GLOUCESTER. I say, without characters, fame ... |
| 86014 | [Aside] Thus, like the formal vice, Iniqu... |
| 86015 | I moralize two meanings in one word. |
| 86016 | PRINCE. That Julius Caesar was a famous man; |
| 86017 | With what his valour did enrich his wit, |
| 86018 | His wit set down to make his valour live. |
| 86019 | Death makes no conquest of this conqueror; |
| 86020 | For now he lives in fame, though not in life. |
| 86021 | I'll tell you what, my cousin Buckingham- |
| 86022 | BUCKINGHAM. What, my gracious lord? |
| 86023 | PRINCE. An if I live until I be a man, |
| 86024 | I'll win our ancient right in France again, |
| 86025 | Or die a soldier as I liv'd a king. |
| 86026 | GLOUCESTER. [Aside] Short summers lightly ... |
| 86027 | spring. |
| 86028 | Enter HASTINGS, young YORK, and ... |
| 86029 | BUCKINGHAM. Now, in good time, here comes th... |
| 86030 | York. |
| 86031 | PRINCE. Richard of York, how fares our lovin... |
| 86032 | YORK. Well, my dread lord; so must I can you... |
| 86033 | PRINCE. Ay brother, to our grief, as it is y... |
| 86034 | Too late he died that might have kept that... |
| 86035 | Which by his death hath lost much majesty. |
| 86036 | GLOUCESTER. How fares our cousin, noble Lord... |
| 86037 | YORK. I thank you, gentle uncle. O, my lord, |
| 86038 | You said that idle weeds are fast in growth. |
| 86039 | The Prince my brother hath outgrown me far. |
| 86040 | GLOUCESTER. He hath, my lord. |
| 86041 | YORK. And therefore is he idle? |
| 86042 | GLOUCESTER. O, my fair cousin, I must not sa... |
| 86043 | YORK. Then he is more beholding to you than I. |
| 86044 | GLOUCESTER. He may command me as my sovereign; |
| 86045 | But you have power in me as in a kinsman. |
| 86046 | YORK. I pray you, uncle, give me this dagger. |
| 86047 | GLOUCESTER. My dagger, little cousin? With a... |
| 86048 | PRINCE. A beggar, brother? |
| 86049 | YORK. Of my kind uncle, that I know will give, |
| 86050 | And being but a toy, which is no grief to ... |
| 86051 | GLOUCESTER. A greater gift than that I'll gi... |
| 86052 | YORK. A greater gift! O, that's the sword to... |
| 86053 | GLOUCESTER. Ay, gentle cousin, were it light... |
| 86054 | YORK. O, then, I see you will part but with ... |
| 86055 | In weightier things you'll say a beggar nay. |
| 86056 | GLOUCESTER. It is too heavy for your Grace t... |
| 86057 | YORK. I weigh it lightly, were it heavier. |
| 86058 | GLOUCESTER. What, would you have my weapon, ... |
| 86059 | Lord? |
| 86060 | YORK. I would, that I might thank you as you... |
| 86061 | GLOUCESTER. How? |
| 86062 | YORK. Little. |
| 86063 | PRINCE. My Lord of York will still be cross ... |
| 86064 | Uncle, your Grace knows how to bear with him. |
| 86065 | YORK. You mean, to bear me, not to bear with... |
| 86066 | Uncle, my brother mocks both you and me; |
| 86067 | Because that I am little, like an ape, |
| 86068 | He thinks that you should bear me on your ... |
| 86069 | BUCKINGHAM. With what a sharp-provided wit h... |
| 86070 | To mitigate the scorn he gives his uncle |
| 86071 | He prettily and aptly taunts himself. |
| 86072 | So cunning and so young is wonderful. |
| 86073 | GLOUCESTER. My lord, will't please you pass ... |
| 86074 | Myself and my good cousin Buckingham |
| 86075 | Will to your mother, to entreat of her |
| 86076 | To meet you at the Tower and welcome you. |
| 86077 | YORK. What, will you go unto the Tower, my l... |
| 86078 | PRINCE. My Lord Protector needs will have it... |
| 86079 | YORK. I shall not sleep in quiet at the Tower. |
| 86080 | GLOUCESTER. Why, what should you fear? |
| 86081 | YORK. Marry, my uncle Clarence' angry ghost. |
| 86082 | My grandam told me he was murder'd there. |
| 86083 | PRINCE. I fear no uncles dead. |
| 86084 | GLOUCESTER. Nor none that live, I hope. |
| 86085 | PRINCE. An if they live, I hope I need not f... |
| 86086 | But come, my lord; and with a heavy heart, |
| 86087 | Thinking on them, go I unto the Tower. |
| 86088 | A sennet. |
| 86089 | Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER, BUCKI... |
| 86090 | BUCKINGHAM. Think you, my lord, this little ... |
| 86091 | Was not incensed by his subtle mother |
| 86092 | To taunt and scorn you thus opprobriously? |
| 86093 | GLOUCESTER. No doubt, no doubt. O, 'tis a pe... |
| 86094 | Bold, quick, ingenious, forward, capable. |
| 86095 | He is all the mother's, from the top to toe. |
| 86096 | BUCKINGHAM. Well, let them rest. Come hither... |
| 86097 | Thou art sworn as deeply to effect what we... |
| 86098 | As closely to conceal what we impart. |
| 86099 | Thou know'st our reasons urg'd upon the way. |
| 86100 | What think'st thou? Is it not an easy matter |
| 86101 | To make William Lord Hastings of our mind, |
| 86102 | For the instalment of this noble Duke |
| 86103 | In the seat royal of this famous isle? |
| 86104 | CATESBY. He for his father's sake so loves t... |
| 86105 | That he will not be won to aught against him. |
| 86106 | BUCKINGHAM. What think'st thou then of Stanl... |
| 86107 | not he? |
| 86108 | CATESBY. He will do all in all as Hastings d... |
| 86109 | BUCKINGHAM. Well then, no more but this: go,... |
| 86110 | Catesby, |
| 86111 | And, as it were far off, sound thou Lord H... |
| 86112 | How he doth stand affected to our purpose; |
| 86113 | And summon him to-morrow to the Tower, |
| 86114 | To sit about the coronation. |
| 86115 | If thou dost find him tractable to us, |
| 86116 | Encourage him, and tell him all our reasons; |
| 86117 | If he be leaden, icy, cold, unwilling, |
| 86118 | Be thou so too, and so break off the talk, |
| 86119 | And give us notice of his inclination; |
| 86120 | For we to-morrow hold divided councils, |
| 86121 | Wherein thyself shalt highly be employ'd. |
| 86122 | GLOUCESTER. Commend me to Lord William. Tell... |
| 86123 | Catesby, |
| 86124 | His ancient knot of dangerous adversaries |
| 86125 | To-morrow are let blood at Pomfret Castle; |
| 86126 | And bid my lord, for joy of this good news, |
| 86127 | Give Mistress Shore one gentle kiss the more. |
| 86128 | BUCKINGHAM. Good Catesby, go effect this bus... |
| 86129 | CATESBY. My good lords both, with all the he... |
| 86130 | GLOUCESTER. Shall we hear from you, Catesby,... |
| 86131 | CATESBY. You shall, my lord. |
| 86132 | GLOUCESTER. At Crosby House, there shall you... |
| 86133 | ... |
| 86134 | BUCKINGHAM. Now, my lord, what shall we do i... |
| 86135 | perceive |
| 86136 | Lord Hastings will not yield to our complots? |
| 86137 | GLOUCESTER. Chop off his head-something we will |
| 86138 | determine. |
| 86139 | And, look when I am King, claim thou of me |
| 86140 | The earldom of Hereford and all the movables |
| 86141 | Whereof the King my brother was possess'd. |
| 86142 | BUCKINGHAM. I'll claim that promise at your ... |
| 86143 | GLOUCESTER. And look to have it yielded with... |
| 86144 | Come, let us sup betimes, that afterwards |
| 86145 | We may digest our complots in some form. ... |
| 86146 | SCENE 2. |
| 86147 | Before LORD HASTING'S house |
| 86148 | Enter a MESSENGER to the door of HASTINGS |
| 86149 | MESSENGER. My lord, my lord! ... |
| 86150 | HASTINGS. [Within] Who knocks? |
| 86151 | MESSENGER. One from the Lord Stanley. |
| 86152 | HASTINGS. [Within] What is't o'clock? |
| 86153 | MESSENGER. Upon the stroke of four. |
| 86154 | Enter LORD HASTINGS |
| 86155 | HASTINGS. Cannot my Lord Stanley sleep these... |
| 86156 | nights? |
| 86157 | MESSENGER. So it appears by that I have to say. |
| 86158 | First, he commends him to your noble self. |
| 86159 | HASTINGS. What then? |
| 86160 | MESSENGER. Then certifies your lordship that... |
| 86161 | He dreamt the boar had razed off his helm. |
| 86162 | Besides, he says there are two councils kept, |
| 86163 | And that may be determin'd at the one |
| 86164 | Which may make you and him to rue at th' o... |
| 86165 | Therefore he sends to know your lordship's... |
| 86166 | If you will presently take horse with him |
| 86167 | And with all speed post with him toward th... |
| 86168 | To shun the danger that his soul divines. |
| 86169 | HASTINGS. Go, fellow, go, return unto thy lord; |
| 86170 | Bid him not fear the separated council: |
| 86171 | His honour and myself are at the one, |
| 86172 | And at the other is my good friend Catesby; |
| 86173 | Where nothing can proceed that toucheth us |
| 86174 | Whereof I shall not have intelligence. |
| 86175 | Tell him his fears are shallow, without in... |
| 86176 | And for his dreams, I wonder he's so simple |
| 86177 | To trust the mock'ry of unquiet slumbers. |
| 86178 | To fly the boar before the boar pursues |
| 86179 | Were to incense the boar to follow us |
| 86180 | And make pursuit where he did mean no chase. |
| 86181 | Go, bid thy master rise and come to me; |
| 86182 | And we will both together to the Tower, |
| 86183 | Where, he shall see, the boar will use us ... |
| 86184 | MESSENGER. I'll go, my lord, and tell him wh... |
| 86185 | Exit |
| 86186 | Enter CATESBY |
| 86187 | CATESBY. Many good morrows to my noble lord! |
| 86188 | HASTINGS. Good morrow, Catesby; you are earl... |
| 86189 | What news, what news, in this our tott'rin... |
| 86190 | CATESBY. It is a reeling world indeed, my lord; |
| 86191 | And I believe will never stand upright |
| 86192 | Till Richard wear the garland of the realm. |
| 86193 | HASTINGS. How, wear the garland! Dost thou m... |
| 86194 | crown? |
| 86195 | CATESBY. Ay, my good lord. |
| 86196 | HASTINGS. I'll have this crown of mine cut f... |
| 86197 | shoulders |
| 86198 | Before I'll see the crown so foul misplac'd. |
| 86199 | But canst thou guess that he doth aim at it? |
| 86200 | CATESBY. Ay, on my life; and hopes to find y... |
| 86201 | Upon his party for the gain thereof; |
| 86202 | And thereupon he sends you this good news, |
| 86203 | That this same very day your enemies, |
| 86204 | The kindred of the Queen, must die at Pomf... |
| 86205 | HASTINGS. Indeed, I am no mourner for that n... |
| 86206 | Because they have been still my adversaries; |
| 86207 | But that I'll give my voice on Richard's side |
| 86208 | To bar my master's heirs in true descent, |
| 86209 | God knows I will not do it to the death. |
| 86210 | CATESBY. God keep your lordship in that grac... |
| 86211 | HASTINGS. But I shall laugh at this a twelve... |
| 86212 | That they which brought me in my master's ... |
| 86213 | I live to look upon their tragedy. |
| 86214 | Well, Catesby, ere a fortnight make me older, |
| 86215 | I'll send some packing that yet think not ... |
| 86216 | CATESBY. 'Tis a vile thing to die, my gracio... |
| 86217 | When men are unprepar'd and look not for it. |
| 86218 | HASTINGS. O monstrous, monstrous! And so fal... |
| 86219 | With Rivers, Vaughan, Grey; and so 'twill do |
| 86220 | With some men else that think themselves a... |
| 86221 | As thou and I, who, as thou knowest, are d... |
| 86222 | To princely Richard and to Buckingham. |
| 86223 | CATESBY. The Princes both make high account ... |
| 86224 | [Aside] For they account his head upon th... |
| 86225 | HASTINGS. I know they do, and I have well de... |
| 86226 | Enter LORD STANLEY |
| 86227 | Come on, come on; where is your boar-spear... |
| 86228 | Fear you the boar, and go so unprovided? |
| 86229 | STANLEY. My lord, good morrow; good morrow, ... |
| 86230 | You may jest on, but, by the holy rood, |
| 86231 | I do not like these several councils, I. |
| 86232 | HASTINGS. My lord, I hold my life as dear as... |
| 86233 | And never in my days, I do protest, |
| 86234 | Was it so precious to me as 'tis now. |
| 86235 | Think you, but that I know our state secure, |
| 86236 | I would be so triumphant as I am? |
| 86237 | STANLEY. The lords at Pomfret, when they rod... |
| 86238 | London, |
| 86239 | Were jocund and suppos'd their states were... |
| 86240 | And they indeed had no cause to mistrust; |
| 86241 | But yet you see how soon the day o'ercast. |
| 86242 | This sudden stab of rancour I misdoubt; |
| 86243 | Pray God, I say, I prove a needless coward. |
| 86244 | What, shall we toward the Tower? The day i... |
| 86245 | HASTINGS. Come, come, have with you. Wot you... |
| 86246 | Lord? |
| 86247 | To-day the lords you talk'd of are beheaded. |
| 86248 | STANLEY. They, for their truth, might better... |
| 86249 | heads |
| 86250 | Than some that have accus'd them wear thei... |
| 86251 | But come, my lord, let's away. |
| 86252 | Enter HASTINGS, a pursuivant |
| 86253 | HASTINGS. Go on before; I'll talk with this ... |
| 86254 | Exeunt S... |
| 86255 | How now, Hastings! How goes the world with... |
| 86256 | PURSUIVANT. The better that your lordship pl... |
| 86257 | HASTINGS. I tell thee, man, 'tis better with... |
| 86258 | Than when thou met'st me last where now we... |
| 86259 | Then was I going prisoner to the Tower |
| 86260 | By the suggestion of the Queen's allies; |
| 86261 | But now, I tell thee-keep it to thyself- |
| 86262 | This day those enernies are put to death, |
| 86263 | And I in better state than e'er I was. |
| 86264 | PURSUIVANT. God hold it, to your honour's go... |
| 86265 | HASTINGS. Gramercy, Hastings; there, drink t... |
| 86266 | [Thr... |
| 86267 | PURSUIVANT. I thank your honour. ... |
| 86268 | Enter a PRIEST |
| 86269 | PRIEST. Well met, my lord; I am glad to see ... |
| 86270 | HASTINGS. I thank thee, good Sir John, with ... |
| 86271 | I am in your debt for your last exercise; |
| 86272 | Come the next Sabbath, and I will content ... |
| 86273 | [He wh... |
| 86274 | PRIEST. I'll wait upon your lordship. |
| 86275 | Enter BUCKINGHAM |
| 86276 | BUCKINGHAM. What, talking with a priest, Lord |
| 86277 | Chamberlain! |
| 86278 | Your friends at Pomfret, they do need the ... |
| 86279 | Your honour hath no shriving work in hand. |
| 86280 | HASTINGS. Good faith, and when I met this ho... |
| 86281 | The men you talk of came into my mind. |
| 86282 | What, go you toward the Tower? |
| 86283 | BUCKINGHAM. I do, my lord, but long I cannot... |
| 86284 | I shall return before your lordship thence. |
| 86285 | HASTINGS. Nay, like enough, for I stay dinne... |
| 86286 | BUCKINGHAM. [Aside] And supper too, althou... |
| 86287 | knowest it not.- |
| 86288 | Come, will you go? |
| 86289 | HASTINGS. I'll wait upon your lordship. ... |
| 86290 | SCENE 3. |
| 86291 | Pomfret Castle |
| 86292 | Enter SIR RICHARD RATCLIFF, with halberds, car... |
| 86293 | RIVERS, GREY, and VAUGHAN, to death |
| 86294 | RIVERS. Sir Richard Ratcliff, let me tell th... |
| 86295 | To-day shalt thou behold a subject die |
| 86296 | For truth, for duty, and for loyalty. |
| 86297 | GREY. God bless the Prince from all the pack... |
| 86298 | A knot you are of damned blood-suckers. |
| 86299 | VAUGHAN. You live that shall cry woe for thi... |
| 86300 | RATCLIFF. Dispatch; the limit of your lives ... |
| 86301 | RIVERS. O Pomfret, Pomfret! O thou bloody pr... |
| 86302 | Fatal and ominous to noble peers! |
| 86303 | Within the guilty closure of thy walls |
| 86304 | RICHARD the Second here was hack'd to death; |
| 86305 | And for more slander to thy dismal seat, |
| 86306 | We give to thee our guiltless blood to drink. |
| 86307 | GREY. Now Margaret's curse is fall'n upon ou... |
| 86308 | When she exclaim'd on Hastings, you, and I, |
| 86309 | For standing by when Richard stabb'd her son. |
| 86310 | RIVERS. Then curs'd she Richard, then curs'd... |
| 86311 | Buckingham, |
| 86312 | Then curs'd she Hastings. O, remember, God, |
| 86313 | To hear her prayer for them, as now for us! |
| 86314 | And for my sister, and her princely sons, |
| 86315 | Be satisfied, dear God, with our true blood, |
| 86316 | Which, as thou know'st, unjustly must be s... |
| 86317 | RATCLIFF. Make haste; the hour of death is e... |
| 86318 | RIVERS. Come, Grey; come, Vaughan; let us he... |
| 86319 | Farewell, until we meet again in heaven. ... |
| 86320 | SCENE 4 |
| 86321 | London. The Tower |
| 86322 | Enter BUCKINGHAM, DERBY, HASTINGS, the BISHOP ... |
| 86323 | with others and seat themselves at a table |
| 86324 | HASTINGS. Now, noble peers, the cause why we... |
| 86325 | Is to determine of the coronation. |
| 86326 | In God's name speak-when is the royal day? |
| 86327 | BUCKINGHAM. Is all things ready for the roya... |
| 86328 | DERBY. It is, and wants but nomination. |
| 86329 | BISHOP OF ELY. To-morrow then I judge a happ... |
| 86330 | BUCKINGHAM. Who knows the Lord Protector's mind |
| 86331 | herein? |
| 86332 | Who is most inward with the noble Duke? |
| 86333 | BISHOP OF ELY. Your Grace, we think, should ... |
| 86334 | his mind. |
| 86335 | BUCKINGHAM. We know each other's faces; for ... |
| 86336 | He knows no more of mine than I of yours; |
| 86337 | Or I of his, my lord, than you of mine. |
| 86338 | Lord Hastings, you and he are near in love. |
| 86339 | HASTINGS. I thank his Grace, I know he loves... |
| 86340 | But for his purpose in the coronation |
| 86341 | I have not sounded him, nor he deliver'd |
| 86342 | His gracious pleasure any way therein. |
| 86343 | But you, my honourable lords, may name the... |
| 86344 | And in the Duke's behalf I'll give my voice, |
| 86345 | Which, I presume, he'll take in gentle part. |
| 86346 | Enter GLOUCESTER |
| 86347 | BISHOP OF ELY. In happy time, here comes the... |
| 86348 | GLOUCESTER. My noble lords and cousins an, g... |
| 86349 | I have been long a sleeper, but I trust |
| 86350 | My absence doth neglect no great design |
| 86351 | Which by my presence might have been concl... |
| 86352 | BUCKINGHAM. Had you not come upon your cue, ... |
| 86353 | WILLIAM Lord Hastings had pronounc'd your part- |
| 86354 | I mean, your voice for crowning of the King. |
| 86355 | GLOUCESTER. Than my Lord Hastings no man mig... |
| 86356 | bolder; |
| 86357 | His lordship knows me well and loves me well. |
| 86358 | My lord of Ely, when I was last in Holborn |
| 86359 | I saw good strawberries in your garden there. |
| 86360 | I do beseech you send for some of them. |
| 86361 | BISHOP of ELY. Marry and will, my lord, with... |
| 86362 | Exit |
| 86363 | GLOUCESTER. Cousin of Buckingham, a word wit... |
| 86364 | ... |
| 86365 | Catesby hath sounded Hastings in our busin... |
| 86366 | And finds the testy gentleman so hot |
| 86367 | That he will lose his head ere give consent |
| 86368 | His master's child, as worshipfully he ter... |
| 86369 | Shall lose the royalty of England's throne. |
| 86370 | BUCKINGHAM. Withdraw yourself awhile; I'll g... |
| 86371 | Exeunt GLOUCES... |
| 86372 | DERBY. We have not yet set down this day of ... |
| 86373 | To-morrow, in my judgment, is too sudden; |
| 86374 | For I myself am not so well provided |
| 86375 | As else I would be, were the day prolong'd. |
| 86376 | Re-enter the BISHOP OF ELY |
| 86377 | BISHOP OF ELY. Where is my lord the Duke of ... |
| 86378 | I have sent for these strawberries. |
| 86379 | HASTINGS. His Grace looks cheerfully and smo... |
| 86380 | morning; |
| 86381 | There's some conceit or other likes him well |
| 86382 | When that he bids good morrow with such sp... |
| 86383 | I think there's never a man in Christendom |
| 86384 | Can lesser hide his love or hate than he; |
| 86385 | For by his face straight shall you know hi... |
| 86386 | DERBY. What of his heart perceive you in his... |
| 86387 | By any livelihood he show'd to-day? |
| 86388 | HASTINGS. Marry, that with no man here he is... |
| 86389 | For, were he, he had shown it in his looks. |
| 86390 | Re-enter GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM |
| 86391 | GLOUCESTER. I pray you all, tell me what the... |
| 86392 | That do conspire my death with devilish pl... |
| 86393 | Of damned witchcraft, and that have prevail'd |
| 86394 | Upon my body with their hellish charms? |
| 86395 | HASTINGS. The tender love I bear your Grace,... |
| 86396 | Makes me most forward in this princely pre... |
| 86397 | To doom th' offenders, whosoe'er they be. |
| 86398 | I say, my lord, they have deserved death. |
| 86399 | GLOUCESTER. Then be your eyes the witness of... |
| 86400 | Look how I am bewitch'd; behold, mine arm |
| 86401 | Is like a blasted sapling wither'd up. |
| 86402 | And this is Edward's wife, that monstrous ... |
| 86403 | Consorted with that harlot strumpet Shore, |
| 86404 | That by their witchcraft thus have marked me. |
| 86405 | HASTINGS. If they have done this deed, my no... |
| 86406 | GLOUCESTER. If?-thou protector of this damne... |
| 86407 | Talk'st thou to me of ifs? Thou art a trai... |
| 86408 | Off with his head! Now by Saint Paul I swear |
| 86409 | I will not dine until I see the same. |
| 86410 | Lovel and Ratcliff, look that it be done. |
| 86411 | The rest that love me, rise and follow me. |
| 86412 | Exeunt all but HASTINGS, L... |
| 86413 | HASTINGS. Woe, woe, for England! not a whit ... |
| 86414 | For I, too fond, might have prevented this. |
| 86415 | STANLEY did dream the boar did raze our helms, |
| 86416 | And I did scorn it and disdain to fly. |
| 86417 | Three times to-day my foot-cloth horse did... |
| 86418 | And started when he look'd upon the Tower, |
| 86419 | As loath to bear me to the slaughter-house. |
| 86420 | O, now I need the priest that spake to me! |
| 86421 | I now repent I told the pursuivant, |
| 86422 | As too triumphing, how mine enemies |
| 86423 | To-day at Pomfret bloodily were butcher'd, |
| 86424 | And I myself secure in grace and favour. |
| 86425 | O Margaret, Margaret, now thy heavy curse |
| 86426 | Is lighted on poor Hastings' wretched head! |
| 86427 | RATCLIFF. Come, come, dispatch; the Duke wou... |
| 86428 | dinner. |
| 86429 | Make a short shrift; he longs to see your ... |
| 86430 | HASTINGS. O momentary grace of mortal men, |
| 86431 | Which we more hunt for than the grace of God! |
| 86432 | Who builds his hope in air of your good lo... |
| 86433 | Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast, |
| 86434 | Ready with every nod to tumble down |
| 86435 | Into the fatal bowels of the deep. |
| 86436 | LOVEL. Come, come, dispatch; 'tis bootless t... |
| 86437 | HASTINGS. O bloody Richard! Miserable England! |
| 86438 | I prophesy the fearfull'st time to thee |
| 86439 | That ever wretched age hath look'd upon. |
| 86440 | Come, lead me to the block; bear him my head. |
| 86441 | They smile at me who shortly shall be dead... |
| 86442 | SCENE 5. |
| 86443 | London. The Tower-walls |
| 86444 | Enter GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM in rotten armo... |
| 86445 | GLOUCESTER. Come, cousin, canst thou quake a... |
| 86446 | thy colour, |
| 86447 | Murder thy breath in middle of a word, |
| 86448 | And then again begin, and stop again, |
| 86449 | As if thou were distraught and mad with te... |
| 86450 | BUCKINGHAM. Tut, I can counterfeit the deep ... |
| 86451 | Speak and look back, and pry on every side, |
| 86452 | Tremble and start at wagging of a straw, |
| 86453 | Intending deep suspicion. Ghastly looks |
| 86454 | Are at my service, like enforced smiles; |
| 86455 | And both are ready in their offices |
| 86456 | At any time to grace my stratagems. |
| 86457 | But what, is Catesby gone? |
| 86458 | GLOUCESTER. He is; and, see, he brings the m... |
| 86459 | Enter the LORD MAYOR and CATE... |
| 86460 | BUCKINGHAM. Lord Mayor- |
| 86461 | GLOUCESTER. Look to the drawbridge there! |
| 86462 | BUCKINGHAM. Hark! a drum. |
| 86463 | GLOUCESTER. Catesby, o'erlook the walls. |
| 86464 | BUCKINGHAM. Lord Mayor, the reason we have s... |
| 86465 | GLOUCESTER. Look back, defend thee; here are... |
| 86466 | BUCKINGHAM. God and our innocence defend and... |
| 86467 | Enter LOVEL and RATCLIFF, with HAST... |
| 86468 | GLOUCESTER. Be patient; they are friends-Rat... |
| 86469 | LOVEL. Here is the head of that ignoble trai... |
| 86470 | The dangerous and unsuspected Hastings. |
| 86471 | GLOUCESTER. So dear I lov'd the man that I m... |
| 86472 | I took him for the plainest harmless creature |
| 86473 | That breath'd upon the earth a Christian; |
| 86474 | Made him my book, wherein my soul recorded |
| 86475 | The history of all her secret thoughts. |
| 86476 | So smooth he daub'd his vice with show of ... |
| 86477 | That, his apparent open guilt omitted, |
| 86478 | I mean his conversation with Shore's wife- |
| 86479 | He liv'd from all attainder of suspects. |
| 86480 | BUCKINGHAM. Well, well, he was the covert'st... |
| 86481 | traitor |
| 86482 | That ever liv'd. |
| 86483 | Would you imagine, or almost believe- |
| 86484 | Were't not that by great preservation |
| 86485 | We live to tell it-that the subtle traitor |
| 86486 | This day had plotted, in the council-house, |
| 86487 | To murder me and my good Lord of Gloucester. |
| 86488 | MAYOR. Had he done so? |
| 86489 | GLOUCESTER. What! think you we are Turks or ... |
| 86490 | Or that we would, against the form of law, |
| 86491 | Proceed thus rashly in the villain's death |
| 86492 | But that the extreme peril of the case, |
| 86493 | The peace of England and our persons' safety, |
| 86494 | Enforc'd us to this execution? |
| 86495 | MAYOR. Now, fair befall you! He deserv'd his... |
| 86496 | And your good Graces both have well procee... |
| 86497 | To warn false traitors from the like attem... |
| 86498 | I never look'd for better at his hands |
| 86499 | After he once fell in with Mistress Shore. |
| 86500 | BUCKINGHAM. Yet had we not determin'd he sho... |
| 86501 | Until your lordship came to see his end- |
| 86502 | Which now the loving haste of these our fr... |
| 86503 | Something against our meanings, have preve... |
| 86504 | Because, my lord, I would have had you heard |
| 86505 | The traitor speak, and timorously confess |
| 86506 | The manner and the purpose of his treasons: |
| 86507 | That you might well have signified the same |
| 86508 | Unto the citizens, who haply may |
| 86509 | Misconster us in him and wail his death. |
| 86510 | MAYOR. But, my good lord, your Grace's words... |
| 86511 | As well as I had seen and heard him speak; |
| 86512 | And do not doubt, right noble Princes both, |
| 86513 | But I'll acquaint our duteous citizens |
| 86514 | With all your just proceedings in this cause. |
| 86515 | GLOUCESTER. And to that end we wish'd your l... |
| 86516 | T' avoid the the the censures of the carpi... |
| 86517 | BUCKINGHAM. Which since you come too late of... |
| 86518 | Yet witness what you hear we did intend. |
| 86519 | And so, my good Lord Mayor, we bid farewell. |
| 86520 | ... |
| 86521 | GLOUCESTER. Go, after, after, cousin Bucking... |
| 86522 | The Mayor towards Guildhall hies him in an... |
| 86523 | There, at your meet'st advantage of the time, |
| 86524 | Infer the bastardy of Edward's children. |
| 86525 | Tell them how Edward put to death a citizen |
| 86526 | Only for saying he would make his son |
| 86527 | Heir to the crown-meaning indeed his house, |
| 86528 | Which by the sign thereof was termed so. |
| 86529 | Moreover, urge his hateful luxury |
| 86530 | And bestial appetite in change of lust, |
| 86531 | Which stretch'd unto their servants, daugh... |
| 86532 | Even where his raging eye or savage heart |
| 86533 | Without control lusted to make a prey. |
| 86534 | Nay, for a need, thus far come near my per... |
| 86535 | Tell them, when that my mother went with c... |
| 86536 | Of that insatiate Edward, noble York |
| 86537 | My princely father then had wars in France |
| 86538 | And, by true computation of the time, |
| 86539 | Found that the issue was not his begot; |
| 86540 | Which well appeared in his lineaments, |
| 86541 | Being nothing like the noble Duke my father. |
| 86542 | Yet touch this sparingly, as 'twere far off; |
| 86543 | Because, my lord, you know my mother lives. |
| 86544 | BUCKINGHAM. Doubt not, my lord, I'll play th... |
| 86545 | As if the golden fee for which I plead |
| 86546 | Were for myself; and so, my lord, adieu. |
| 86547 | GLOUCESTER. If you thrive well, bring them t... |
| 86548 | Castle; |
| 86549 | Where you shall find me well accompanied |
| 86550 | With reverend fathers and well learned bis... |
| 86551 | BUCKINGHAM. I go; and towards three or four ... |
| 86552 | Look for the news that the Guildhall affor... |
| 86553 | GLOUCESTER. Go, Lovel, with all speed to Doc... |
| 86554 | [To CATESBY] Go thou to Friar Penker. Bid... |
| 86555 | Meet me within this hour at Baynard's Castle. |
| 86556 | Exeunt ... |
| 86557 | Now will I go to take some privy order |
| 86558 | To draw the brats of Clarence out of sight, |
| 86559 | And to give order that no manner person |
| 86560 | Have any time recourse unto the Princes. ... |
| 86561 | SCENE 6. |
| 86562 | London. A street |
| 86563 | Enter a SCRIVENER |
| 86564 | SCRIVENER. Here is the indictment of the goo... |
| 86565 | Which in a set hand fairly is engross'd |
| 86566 | That it may be to-day read o'er in Paul's. |
| 86567 | And mark how well the sequel hangs together: |
| 86568 | Eleven hours I have spent to write it over, |
| 86569 | For yesternight by Catesby was it sent me; |
| 86570 | The precedent was full as long a-doing; |
| 86571 | And yet within these five hours Hastings l... |
| 86572 | Untainted, unexamin'd, free, at liberty. |
| 86573 | Here's a good world the while! Who is so gros |
| 86574 | That cannot see this palpable device? |
| 86575 | Yet who's so bold but says he sees it not? |
| 86576 | Bad is the world; and all will come to nou... |
| 86577 | When such ill dealing must be seen in thou... |
| 86578 | SCENE 7. |
| 86579 | London. Baynard's Castle |
| 86580 | Enter GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM, at several doors |
| 86581 | GLOUCESTER. How now, how now! What say the c... |
| 86582 | BUCKINGHAM. Now, by the holy Mother of our L... |
| 86583 | The citizens are mum, say not a word. |
| 86584 | GLOUCESTER. Touch'd you the bastardy of Edwa... |
| 86585 | children? |
| 86586 | BUCKINGHAM. I did; with his contract with La... |
| 86587 | And his contract by deputy in France; |
| 86588 | Th' insatiate greediness of his desire, |
| 86589 | And his enforcement of the city wives; |
| 86590 | His tyranny for trifles; his own bastardy, |
| 86591 | As being got, your father then in France, |
| 86592 | And his resemblance, being not like the Duke. |
| 86593 | Withal I did infer your lineaments, |
| 86594 | Being the right idea of your father, |
| 86595 | Both in your form and nobleness of mind; |
| 86596 | Laid open all your victories in Scotland, |
| 86597 | Your discipline in war, wisdom in peace, |
| 86598 | Your bounty, virtue, fair humility; |
| 86599 | Indeed, left nothing fitting for your purpose |
| 86600 | Untouch'd or slightly handled in discourse. |
| 86601 | And when mine oratory drew toward end |
| 86602 | I bid them that did love their country's good |
| 86603 | Cry 'God save Richard, England's royal King!' |
| 86604 | GLOUCESTER. And did they so? |
| 86605 | BUCKINGHAM. No, so God help me, they spake n... |
| 86606 | But, like dumb statues or breathing stones, |
| 86607 | Star'd each on other, and look'd deadly pale. |
| 86608 | Which when I saw, I reprehended them, |
| 86609 | And ask'd the Mayor what meant this wilful... |
| 86610 | His answer was, the people were not used |
| 86611 | To be spoke to but by the Recorder. |
| 86612 | Then he was urg'd to tell my tale again. |
| 86613 | 'Thus saith the Duke, thus hath the Duke i... |
| 86614 | But nothing spoke in warrant from himself. |
| 86615 | When he had done, some followers of mine own |
| 86616 | At lower end of the hall hurl'd up their c... |
| 86617 | And some ten voices cried 'God save King R... |
| 86618 | And thus I took the vantage of those few- |
| 86619 | 'Thanks, gentle citizens and friends,' quo... |
| 86620 | 'This general applause and cheerful shout |
| 86621 | Argues your wisdoms and your love to Richa... |
| 86622 | And even here brake off and came away. |
| 86623 | GLOUCESTER. What, tongueless blocks were the... |
| 86624 | they not speak? |
| 86625 | Will not the Mayor then and his brethren c... |
| 86626 | BUCKINGHAM. The Mayor is here at hand. Inten... |
| 86627 | Be not you spoke with but by mighty suit; |
| 86628 | And look you get a prayer-book in your hand, |
| 86629 | And stand between two churchmen, good my l... |
| 86630 | For on that ground I'll make a holy descant; |
| 86631 | And be not easily won to our requests. |
| 86632 | Play the maid's part: still answer nay, an... |
| 86633 | GLOUCESTER. I go; and if you plead as well f... |
| 86634 | As I can say nay to thee for myself, |
| 86635 | No doubt we bring it to a happy issue. |
| 86636 | BUCKINGHAM. Go, go, up to the leads; the Lor... |
| 86637 | knocks. ... |
| 86638 | Enter the LORD MAYOR, ALDERMEN, and... |
| 86639 | Welcome, my lord. I dance attendance here; |
| 86640 | I think the Duke will not be spoke withal. |
| 86641 | Enter CATESBY |
| 86642 | Now, Catesby, what says your lord to my re... |
| 86643 | CATESBY. He doth entreat your Grace, my nobl... |
| 86644 | To visit him to-morrow or next day. |
| 86645 | He is within, with two right reverend fath... |
| 86646 | Divinely bent to meditation; |
| 86647 | And in no worldly suits would he be mov'd, |
| 86648 | To draw him from his holy exercise. |
| 86649 | BUCKINGHAM. Return, good Catesby, to the gra... |
| 86650 | Tell him, myself, the Mayor and Aldermen, |
| 86651 | In deep designs, in matter of great moment, |
| 86652 | No less importing than our general good, |
| 86653 | Are come to have some conference with his ... |
| 86654 | CATESBY. I'll signify so much unto him strai... |
| 86655 | BUCKINGHAM. Ah ha, my lord, this prince is n... |
| 86656 | He is not lolling on a lewd love-bed, |
| 86657 | But on his knees at meditation; |
| 86658 | Not dallying with a brace of courtezans, |
| 86659 | But meditating with two deep divines; |
| 86660 | Not sleeping, to engross his idle body, |
| 86661 | But praying, to enrich his watchful soul. |
| 86662 | Happy were England would this virtuous prince |
| 86663 | Take on his Grace the sovereignty thereof; |
| 86664 | But, sure, I fear we shall not win him to it. |
| 86665 | MAYOR. Marry, God defend his Grace should sa... |
| 86666 | BUCKINGHAM. I fear he will. Here Catesby com... |
| 86667 | Re-enter CATESBY |
| 86668 | Now, Catesby, what says his Grace? |
| 86669 | CATESBY. My lord, |
| 86670 | He wonders to what end you have assembled |
| 86671 | Such troops of citizens to come to him. |
| 86672 | His Grace not being warn'd thereof before, |
| 86673 | He fears, my lord, you mean no good to him. |
| 86674 | BUCKINGHAM. Sorry I am my noble cousin should |
| 86675 | Suspect me that I mean no good to him. |
| 86676 | By heaven, we come to him in perfect love; |
| 86677 | And so once more return and tell his Grace. |
| 86678 | ... |
| 86679 | When holy and devout religious men |
| 86680 | Are at their beads, 'tis much to draw them... |
| 86681 | So sweet is zealous contemplation. |
| 86682 | Enter GLOUCESTER aloft, between two... |
| 86683 | CATESBY returns |
| 86684 | MAYOR. See where his Grace stands 'tween two... |
| 86685 | BUCKINGHAM. Two props of virtue for a Christ... |
| 86686 | To stay him from the fall of vanity; |
| 86687 | And, see, a book of prayer in his hand, |
| 86688 | True ornaments to know a holy man. |
| 86689 | Famous Plantagenet, most gracious Prince, |
| 86690 | Lend favourable ear to our requests, |
| 86691 | And pardon us the interruption |
| 86692 | Of thy devotion and right Christian zeal. |
| 86693 | GLOUCESTER. My lord, there needs no such apo... |
| 86694 | I do beseech your Grace to pardon me, |
| 86695 | Who, earnest in the service of my God, |
| 86696 | Deferr'd the visitation of my friends. |
| 86697 | But, leaving this, what is your Grace's pl... |
| 86698 | BUCKINGHAM. Even that, I hope, which pleaset... |
| 86699 | And all good men of this ungovern'd isle. |
| 86700 | GLOUCESTER. I do suspect I have done some of... |
| 86701 | That seems disgracious in the city's eye, |
| 86702 | And that you come to reprehend my ignorance. |
| 86703 | BUCKINGHAM. You have, my lord. Would it migh... |
| 86704 | your Grace, |
| 86705 | On our entreaties, to amend your fault! |
| 86706 | GLOUCESTER. Else wherefore breathe I in a Ch... |
| 86707 | BUCKINGHAM. Know then, it is your fault that... |
| 86708 | The supreme seat, the throne majestical, |
| 86709 | The scept'red office of your ancestors, |
| 86710 | Your state of fortune and your due of birth, |
| 86711 | The lineal glory of your royal house, |
| 86712 | To the corruption of a blemish'd stock; |
| 86713 | Whiles in the mildness of your sleepy thou... |
| 86714 | Which here we waken to our country's good, |
| 86715 | The noble isle doth want her proper limbs; |
| 86716 | Her face defac'd with scars of infamy, |
| 86717 | Her royal stock graft with ignoble plants, |
| 86718 | And almost should'red in the swallowing gulf |
| 86719 | Of dark forgetfulness and deep oblivion. |
| 86720 | Which to recure, we heartily solicit |
| 86721 | Your gracious self to take on you the charge |
| 86722 | And kingly government of this your land- |
| 86723 | Not as protector, steward, substitute, |
| 86724 | Or lowly factor for another's gain; |
| 86725 | But as successively, from blood to blood, |
| 86726 | Your right of birth, your empery, your own. |
| 86727 | For this, consorted with the citizens, |
| 86728 | Your very worshipful and loving friends, |
| 86729 | And by their vehement instigation, |
| 86730 | In this just cause come I to move your Grace. |
| 86731 | GLOUCESTER. I cannot tell if to depart in si... |
| 86732 | Or bitterly to speak in your reproof |
| 86733 | Best fitteth my degree or your condition. |
| 86734 | If not to answer, you might haply think |
| 86735 | Tongue-tied ambition, not replying, yielded |
| 86736 | To bear the golden yoke of sovereignty, |
| 86737 | Which fondly you would here impose on me; |
| 86738 | If to reprove you for this suit of yours, |
| 86739 | So season'd with your faithful love to me, |
| 86740 | Then, on the other side, I check'd my frie... |
| 86741 | Therefore-to speak, and to avoid the first, |
| 86742 | And then, in speaking, not to incur the last- |
| 86743 | Definitively thus I answer you: |
| 86744 | Your love deserves my thanks, but my desert |
| 86745 | Unmeritable shuns your high request. |
| 86746 | First, if all obstacles were cut away, |
| 86747 | And that my path were even to the crown, |
| 86748 | As the ripe revenue and due of birth, |
| 86749 | Yet so much is my poverty of spirit, |
| 86750 | So mighty and so many my defects, |
| 86751 | That I would rather hide me from my greatn... |
| 86752 | Being a bark to brook no mighty sea- |
| 86753 | Than in my greatness covet to be hid, |
| 86754 | And in the vapour of my glory smother'd. |
| 86755 | But, God be thank'd, there is no need of me- |
| 86756 | And much I need to help you, were there need. |
| 86757 | The royal tree hath left us royal fruit |
| 86758 | Which, mellow'd by the stealing hours of t... |
| 86759 | Will well become the seat of majesty |
| 86760 | And make, no doubt, us happy by his reign. |
| 86761 | On him I lay that you would lay on me- |
| 86762 | The right and fortune of his happy stars, |
| 86763 | Which God defend that I should wring from ... |
| 86764 | BUCKINGHAM. My lord, this argues conscience ... |
| 86765 | Grace; |
| 86766 | But the respects thereof are nice and triv... |
| 86767 | All circumstances well considered. |
| 86768 | You say that Edward is your brother's son. |
| 86769 | So say we too, but not by Edward's wife; |
| 86770 | For first was he contract to Lady Lucy- |
| 86771 | Your mother lives a witness to his vow- |
| 86772 | And afterward by substitute betroth'd |
| 86773 | To Bona, sister to the King of France. |
| 86774 | These both put off, a poor petitioner, |
| 86775 | A care-craz'd mother to a many sons, |
| 86776 | A beauty-waning and distressed widow, |
| 86777 | Even in the afternoon of her best days, |
| 86778 | Made prize and purchase of his wanton eye, |
| 86779 | Seduc'd the pitch and height of his degree |
| 86780 | To base declension and loath'd bigamy. |
| 86781 | By her, in his unlawful bed, he got |
| 86782 | This Edward, whom our manners call the Pri... |
| 86783 | More bitterly could I expostulate, |
| 86784 | Save that, for reverence to some alive, |
| 86785 | I give a sparing limit to my tongue. |
| 86786 | Then, good my lord, take to your royal self |
| 86787 | This proffer'd benefit of dignity; |
| 86788 | If not to bless us and the land withal, |
| 86789 | Yet to draw forth your noble ancestry |
| 86790 | From the corruption of abusing times |
| 86791 | Unto a lineal true-derived course. |
| 86792 | MAYOR. Do, good my lord; your citizens entre... |
| 86793 | BUCKINGHAM. Refuse not, mighty lord, this pr... |
| 86794 | CATESBY. O, make them joyful, grant their la... |
| 86795 | GLOUCESTER. Alas, why would you heap this ca... |
| 86796 | I am unfit for state and majesty. |
| 86797 | I do beseech you, take it not amiss: |
| 86798 | I cannot nor I will not yield to you. |
| 86799 | BUCKINGHAM. If you refuse it-as, in love and... |
| 86800 | Loath to depose the child, your brother's ... |
| 86801 | As well we know your tenderness of heart |
| 86802 | And gentle, kind, effeminate remorse, |
| 86803 | Which we have noted in you to your kindred |
| 86804 | And egally indeed to all estates- |
| 86805 | Yet know, whe'er you accept our suit or no, |
| 86806 | Your brother's son shall never reign our k... |
| 86807 | But we will plant some other in the throne |
| 86808 | To the disgrace and downfall of your house; |
| 86809 | And in this resolution here we leave you. |
| 86810 | Come, citizens. Zounds, I'll entreat no more. |
| 86811 | GLOUCESTER. O, do not swear, my lord of Buck... |
| 86812 | Exeunt BUCKINGHAM, M... |
| 86813 | CATESBY. Call him again, sweet Prince, accep... |
| 86814 | If you deny them, all the land will rue it. |
| 86815 | GLOUCESTER. Will you enforce me to a world o... |
| 86816 | Call them again. I am not made of stones, |
| 86817 | But penetrable to your kind entreaties, |
| 86818 | Albeit against my conscience and my soul. |
| 86819 | Re-enter BUCKINGHAM and the ... |
| 86820 | Cousin of Buckingham, and sage grave men, |
| 86821 | Since you will buckle fortune on my back, |
| 86822 | To bear her burden, whe'er I will or no, |
| 86823 | I must have patience to endure the load; |
| 86824 | But if black scandal or foul-fac'd reproach |
| 86825 | Attend the sequel of your imposition, |
| 86826 | Your mere enforcement shall acquittance me |
| 86827 | From all the impure blots and stains there... |
| 86828 | For God doth know, and you may partly see, |
| 86829 | How far I am from the desire of this. |
| 86830 | MAYOR. God bless your Grace! We see it, and ... |
| 86831 | GLOUCESTER. In saying so, you shall but say ... |
| 86832 | BUCKINGHAM. Then I salute you with this roya... |
| 86833 | Long live King Richard, England's worthy K... |
| 86834 | ALL. Amen. |
| 86835 | BUCKINGHAM. To-morrow may it please you to b... |
| 86836 | GLOUCESTER. Even when you please, for you wi... |
| 86837 | BUCKINGHAM. To-morrow, then, we will attend ... |
| 86838 | And so, most joyfully, we take our leave. |
| 86839 | GLOUCESTER. [To the BISHOPS] Come, let us ... |
| 86840 | work again. |
| 86841 | Farewell, my cousin; farewell, gentle frie... |
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| 86850 | ACT IV. SCENE 1. |
| 86851 | London. Before the Tower |
| 86852 | Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH, DUCHESS of YORK, and MA... |
| 86853 | ANNE, DUCHESS of GLOUCESTER, leading LADY MARG... |
| 86854 | CLARENCE's young daughter, at another door |
| 86855 | DUCHESS. Who meets us here? My niece Plantag... |
| 86856 | Led in the hand of her kind aunt of Glouce... |
| 86857 | Now, for my life, she's wand'ring to the T... |
| 86858 | On pure heart's love, to greet the tender ... |
| 86859 | Daughter, well met. |
| 86860 | ANNE. God give your Graces both |
| 86861 | A happy and a joyful time of day! |
| 86862 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. As much to you, good sister... |
| 86863 | away? |
| 86864 | ANNE. No farther than the Tower; and, as I g... |
| 86865 | Upon the like devotion as yourselves, |
| 86866 | To gratulate the gentle Princes there. |
| 86867 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Kind sister, thanks; we'll ... |
| 86868 | all together. |
| 86869 | Enter BRAKENBURY |
| 86870 | And in good time, here the lieutenant comes. |
| 86871 | Master Lieutenant, pray you, by your leave, |
| 86872 | How doth the Prince, and my young son of Y... |
| 86873 | BRAKENBURY. Right well, dear madam. By your ... |
| 86874 | I may not suffer you to visit them. |
| 86875 | The King hath strictly charg'd the contrary. |
| 86876 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. The King! Who's that? |
| 86877 | BRAKENBURY. I mean the Lord Protector. |
| 86878 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. The Lord protect him from t... |
| 86879 | title! |
| 86880 | Hath he set bounds between their love and me? |
| 86881 | I am their mother; who shall bar me from t... |
| 86882 | DUCHESS. I am their father's mother; I will ... |
| 86883 | ANNE. Their aunt I am in law, in love their ... |
| 86884 | Then bring me to their sights; I'll bear t... |
| 86885 | And take thy office from thee on my peril. |
| 86886 | BRAKENBURY. No, madam, no. I may not leave i... |
| 86887 | I am bound by oath, and therefore pardon m... |
| 86888 | Enter STANLEY |
| 86889 | STANLEY. Let me but meet you, ladies, one ho... |
| 86890 | And I'll salute your Grace of York as mother |
| 86891 | And reverend looker-on of two fair queens. |
| 86892 | [To ANNE] Come, madam, you must straight to |
| 86893 | Westminster, |
| 86894 | There to be crowned Richard's royal queen. |
| 86895 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Ah, cut my lace asunder |
| 86896 | That my pent heart may have some scope to ... |
| 86897 | Or else I swoon with this dead-killing news! |
| 86898 | ANNE. Despiteful tidings! O unpleasing news! |
| 86899 | DORSET. Be of good cheer; mother, how fares ... |
| 86900 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. O Dorset, speak not to me, ... |
| 86901 | gone! |
| 86902 | Death and destruction dogs thee at thy heels; |
| 86903 | Thy mother's name is ominous to children. |
| 86904 | If thou wilt outstrip death, go cross the ... |
| 86905 | And live with Richmond, from the reach of ... |
| 86906 | Go, hie thee, hie thee from this slaughter... |
| 86907 | Lest thou increase the number of the dead, |
| 86908 | And make me die the thrall of Margaret's c... |
| 86909 | Nor mother, wife, nor England's counted qu... |
| 86910 | STANLEY. Full of wise care is this your coun... |
| 86911 | Take all the swift advantage of the hours; |
| 86912 | You shall have letters from me to my son |
| 86913 | In your behalf, to meet you on the way. |
| 86914 | Be not ta'en tardy by unwise delay. |
| 86915 | DUCHESS. O ill-dispersing wind of misery! |
| 86916 | O my accursed womb, the bed of death! |
| 86917 | A cockatrice hast thou hatch'd to the world, |
| 86918 | Whose unavoided eye is murderous. |
| 86919 | STANLEY. Come, madam, come; I in all haste w... |
| 86920 | ANNE. And I with all unwillingness will go. |
| 86921 | O, would to God that the inclusive verge |
| 86922 | Of golden metal that must round my brow |
| 86923 | Were red-hot steel, to sear me to the brai... |
| 86924 | Anointed let me be with deadly venom, |
| 86925 | And die ere men can say 'God save the Queen!' |
| 86926 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Go, go, poor soul; I envy n... |
| 86927 | To feed my humour, wish thyself no harm. |
| 86928 | ANNE. No, why? When he that is my husband now |
| 86929 | Came to me, as I follow'd Henry's corse; |
| 86930 | When scarce the blood was well wash'd from... |
| 86931 | Which issued from my other angel husband, |
| 86932 | And that dear saint which then I weeping f... |
| 86933 | O, when, I say, I look'd on Richard's face, |
| 86934 | This was my wish: 'Be thou' quoth I 'accurs'd |
| 86935 | For making me, so young, so old a widow; |
| 86936 | And when thou wed'st, let sorrow haunt thy... |
| 86937 | And be thy wife, if any be so mad, |
| 86938 | More miserable by the life of thee |
| 86939 | Than thou hast made me by my dear lord's d... |
| 86940 | Lo, ere I can repeat this curse again, |
| 86941 | Within so small a time, my woman's heart |
| 86942 | Grossly grew captive to his honey words |
| 86943 | And prov'd the subject of mine own soul's ... |
| 86944 | Which hitherto hath held my eyes from rest; |
| 86945 | For never yet one hour in his bed |
| 86946 | Did I enjoy the golden dew of sleep, |
| 86947 | But with his timorous dreams was still awa... |
| 86948 | Besides, he hates me for my father Warwick; |
| 86949 | And will, no doubt, shortly be rid of me. |
| 86950 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Poor heart, adieu! I pity t... |
| 86951 | ANNE. No more than with my soul I mourn for ... |
| 86952 | DORSET. Farewell, thou woeful welcomer of gl... |
| 86953 | ANNE. Adieu, poor soul, that tak'st thy leav... |
| 86954 | DUCHESS. [To DORSET] Go thou to Richmond, ... |
| 86955 | fortune guide thee! |
| 86956 | [To ANNE] Go thou to Richard, and good an... |
| 86957 | thee! [To QUEEN ELIZABETH] Go thou to sa... |
| 86958 | thoughts possess thee! |
| 86959 | I to my grave, where peace and rest lie wi... |
| 86960 | Eighty odd years of sorrow have I seen, |
| 86961 | And each hour's joy wreck'd with a week of... |
| 86962 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Stay, yet look back with me... |
| 86963 | Tower. |
| 86964 | Pity, you ancient stones, those tender babes |
| 86965 | Whom envy hath immur'd within your walls, |
| 86966 | Rough cradle for such little pretty ones. |
| 86967 | Rude ragged nurse, old sullen playfellow |
| 86968 | For tender princes, use my babies well. |
| 86969 | So foolish sorrows bids your stones farewe... |
| 86970 | SCENE 2. |
| 86971 | London. The palace |
| 86972 | Sound a sennet. Enter RICHARD, in pomp, as KIN... |
| 86973 | RATCLIFF, LOVEL, a PAGE, and others |
| 86974 | KING RICHARD. Stand all apart. Cousin of Buc... |
| 86975 | BUCKINGHAM. My gracious sovereign? |
| 86976 | KING RICHARD. Give me thy hand. |
| 86977 | [Here he ascendeth ... |
| 86978 | Thus high, by thy advice |
| 86979 | And thy assistance, is King Richard seated. |
| 86980 | But shall we wear these glories for a day; |
| 86981 | Or shall they last, and we rejoice in them? |
| 86982 | BUCKINGHAM. Still live they, and for ever le... |
| 86983 | KING RICHARD. Ah, Buckingham, now do I play ... |
| 86984 | To try if thou be current gold indeed. |
| 86985 | Young Edward lives-think now what I would ... |
| 86986 | BUCKINGHAM. Say on, my loving lord. |
| 86987 | KING RICHARD. Why, Buckingham, I say I would... |
| 86988 | BUCKINGHAM. Why, so you are, my thrice-renow... |
| 86989 | KING RICHARD. Ha! am I King? 'Tis so; but Ed... |
| 86990 | BUCKINGHAM. True, noble Prince. |
| 86991 | KING RICHARD. O bitter consequence: |
| 86992 | That Edward still should live-true noble P... |
| 86993 | Cousin, thou wast not wont to be so dull. |
| 86994 | Shall I be plain? I wish the bastards dead. |
| 86995 | And I would have it suddenly perform'd. |
| 86996 | What say'st thou now? Speak suddenly, be b... |
| 86997 | BUCKINGHAM. Your Grace may do your pleasure. |
| 86998 | KING RICHARD. Tut, tut, thou art all ice; th... |
| 86999 | Say, have I thy consent that they shall die? |
| 87000 | BUCKINGHAM. Give me some little breath, some... |
| 87001 | dear Lord, |
| 87002 | Before I positively speak in this. |
| 87003 | I will resolve you herein presently. ... |
| 87004 | CATESBY. [Aside to another] The King is an... |
| 87005 | gnaws his lip. |
| 87006 | KING RICHARD. I will converse with iron-witt... |
| 87007 | [Descend... |
| 87008 | And unrespective boys; none are for me |
| 87009 | That look into me with considerate eyes. |
| 87010 | High-reaching Buckingham grows circumspect. |
| 87011 | Boy! |
| 87012 | PAGE. My lord? |
| 87013 | KING RICHARD. Know'st thou not any whom corr... |
| 87014 | gold |
| 87015 | Will tempt unto a close exploit of death? |
| 87016 | PAGE. I know a discontented gentleman |
| 87017 | Whose humble means match not his haughty s... |
| 87018 | Gold were as good as twenty orators, |
| 87019 | And will, no doubt, tempt him to anything. |
| 87020 | KING RICHARD. What is his name? |
| 87021 | PAGE. His name, my lord, is Tyrrel. |
| 87022 | KING RICHARD. I partly know the man. Go, cal... |
| 87023 | boy. ... |
| 87024 | The deep-revolving witty Buckingham |
| 87025 | No more shall be the neighbour to my couns... |
| 87026 | Hath he so long held out with me, untir'd, |
| 87027 | And stops he now for breath? Well, be it so. |
| 87028 | Enter STANLEY |
| 87029 | How now, Lord Stanley! What's the news? |
| 87030 | STANLEY. Know, my loving lord, |
| 87031 | The Marquis Dorset, as I hear, is fled |
| 87032 | To Richmond, in the parts where he abides.... |
| 87033 | KING RICHARD. Come hither, Catesby. Rumour i... |
| 87034 | That Anne, my wife, is very grievous sick; |
| 87035 | I will take order for her keeping close. |
| 87036 | Inquire me out some mean poor gentleman, |
| 87037 | Whom I will marry straight to Clarence' da... |
| 87038 | The boy is foolish, and I fear not him. |
| 87039 | Look how thou dream'st! I say again, give out |
| 87040 | That Anne, my queen, is sick and like to die. |
| 87041 | About it; for it stands me much upon |
| 87042 | To stop all hopes whose growth may damage me. |
| 87043 | ... |
| 87044 | I must be married to my brother's daughter, |
| 87045 | Or else my kingdom stands on brittle glass. |
| 87046 | Murder her brothers, and then marry her! |
| 87047 | Uncertain way of gain! But I am in |
| 87048 | So far in blood that sin will pluck on sin. |
| 87049 | Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye. |
| 87050 | Re-enter PAGE, with TYRREL |
| 87051 | Is thy name Tyrrel? |
| 87052 | TYRREL. James Tyrrel, and your most obedient... |
| 87053 | KING RICHARD. Art thou, indeed? |
| 87054 | TYRREL. Prove me, my gracious lord. |
| 87055 | KING RICHARD. Dar'st'thou resolve to kill a ... |
| 87056 | TYRREL. Please you; |
| 87057 | But I had rather kill two enemies. |
| 87058 | KING RICHARD. Why, then thou hast it. Two de... |
| 87059 | Foes to my rest, and my sweet sleep's dist... |
| 87060 | Are they that I would have thee deal upon. |
| 87061 | TYRREL, I mean those bastards in the Tower. |
| 87062 | TYRREL. Let me have open means to come to them, |
| 87063 | And soon I'll rid you from the fear of them. |
| 87064 | KING RICHARD. Thou sing'st sweet music. Hark... |
| 87065 | hither, Tyrrel. |
| 87066 | Go, by this token. Rise, and lend thine ea... |
| 87067 | There is no more but so: say it is done, |
| 87068 | And I will love thee and prefer thee for it. |
| 87069 | TYRREL. I will dispatch it straight. ... |
| 87070 | Re-enter BUCKINGHAM |
| 87071 | BUCKINGHAM. My lord, I have consider'd in ... |
| 87072 | The late request that you did sound me in. |
| 87073 | KING RICHARD. Well, let that rest. Dorset is... |
| 87074 | Richmond. |
| 87075 | BUCKINGHAM. I hear the news, my lord. |
| 87076 | KING RICHARD. Stanley, he is your wife's son... |
| 87077 | unto it. |
| 87078 | BUCKINGHAM. My lord, I claim the gift, my du... |
| 87079 | For which your honour and your faith is pa... |
| 87080 | Th' earldom of Hereford and the movables |
| 87081 | Which you have promised I shall possess. |
| 87082 | KING RICHARD. Stanley, look to your wife; if... |
| 87083 | Letters to Richmond, you shall answer it. |
| 87084 | BUCKINGHAM. What says your Highness to my ju... |
| 87085 | KING RICHARD. I do remember me: Henry the Sixth |
| 87086 | Did prophesy that Richmond should be King, |
| 87087 | When Richmond was a little peevish boy. |
| 87088 | A king!-perhaps- |
| 87089 | BUCKINGHAM. My lord- |
| 87090 | KING RICHARD. How chance the prophet could n... |
| 87091 | time |
| 87092 | Have told me, I being by, that I should ki... |
| 87093 | BUCKINGHAM. My lord, your promise for the ea... |
| 87094 | KING RICHARD. Richmond! When last I was at E... |
| 87095 | The mayor in courtesy show'd me the castle |
| 87096 | And call'd it Rugemount, at which name I s... |
| 87097 | Because a bard of Ireland told me once |
| 87098 | I should not live long after I saw Richmond. |
| 87099 | BUCKINGHAM. My lord- |
| 87100 | KING RICHARD. Ay, what's o'clock? |
| 87101 | BUCKINGHAM. I am thus bold to put your Grace... |
| 87102 | Of what you promis'd me. |
| 87103 | KING RICHARD. Well, but o'clock? |
| 87104 | BUCKINGHAM. Upon the stroke of ten. |
| 87105 | KING RICHARD. Well, let it strike. |
| 87106 | BUCKINGHAM. Why let it strike? |
| 87107 | KING RICHARD. Because that like a Jack thou ... |
| 87108 | stroke |
| 87109 | Betwixt thy begging and my meditation. |
| 87110 | I am not in the giving vein to-day. |
| 87111 | BUCKINGHAM. May it please you to resolve me ... |
| 87112 | KING RICHARD. Thou troublest me; I am not in... |
| 87113 | Exeunt ... |
| 87114 | BUCKINGHAM. And is it thus? Repays he my dee... |
| 87115 | With such contempt? Made I him King for this? |
| 87116 | O, let me think on Hastings, and be gone |
| 87117 | To Brecknock while my fearful head is on! ... |
| 87118 | SCENE 3. |
| 87119 | London. The palace |
| 87120 | Enter TYRREL |
| 87121 | TYRREL. The tyrannous and bloody act is done, |
| 87122 | The most arch deed of piteous massacre |
| 87123 | That ever yet this land was guilty of. |
| 87124 | Dighton and Forrest, who I did suborn |
| 87125 | To do this piece of ruthless butchery, |
| 87126 | Albeit they were flesh'd villains, bloody ... |
| 87127 | Melted with tenderness and mild compassion, |
| 87128 | Wept like two children in their deaths' sa... |
| 87129 | 'O, thus' quoth Dighton 'lay the gentle ba... |
| 87130 | 'Thus, thus,' quoth Forrest 'girdling one ... |
| 87131 | Within their alabaster innocent arms. |
| 87132 | Their lips were four red roses on a stalk, |
| 87133 | And in their summer beauty kiss'd each other. |
| 87134 | A book of prayers on their pillow lay; |
| 87135 | Which once,' quoth Forrest 'almost chang'd... |
| 87136 | But, O, the devil'-there the villain stopp'd; |
| 87137 | When Dighton thus told on: 'We smothered |
| 87138 | The most replenished sweet work of nature |
| 87139 | That from the prime creation e'er she fram... |
| 87140 | Hence both are gone with conscience and re... |
| 87141 | They could not speak; and so I left them b... |
| 87142 | To bear this tidings to the bloody King. |
| 87143 | Enter KING RICHARD |
| 87144 | And here he comes. All health, my sovereig... |
| 87145 | KING RICHARD. Kind Tyrrel, am I happy in thy... |
| 87146 | TYRREL. If to have done the thing you gave i... |
| 87147 | Beget your happiness, be happy then, |
| 87148 | For it is done. |
| 87149 | KING RICHARD. But didst thou see them dead? |
| 87150 | TYRREL. I did, my lord. |
| 87151 | KING RICHARD. And buried, gentle Tyrrel? |
| 87152 | TYRREL. The chaplain of the Tower hath burie... |
| 87153 | But where, to say the truth, I do not know. |
| 87154 | KING RICHARD. Come to me, Tyrrel, soon at af... |
| 87155 | When thou shalt tell the process of their ... |
| 87156 | Meantime, but think how I may do thee good |
| 87157 | And be inheritor of thy desire. |
| 87158 | Farewell till then. |
| 87159 | TYRREL. I humbly take my leave. ... |
| 87160 | KING RICHARD. The son of Clarence have I pen... |
| 87161 | His daughter meanly have I match'd in marr... |
| 87162 | The sons of Edward sleep in Abraham's bosom, |
| 87163 | And Anne my wife hath bid this world good ... |
| 87164 | Now, for I know the Britaine Richmond aims |
| 87165 | At young Elizabeth, my brother's daughter, |
| 87166 | And by that knot looks proudly on the crown, |
| 87167 | To her go I, a jolly thriving wooer. |
| 87168 | Enter RATCLIFF |
| 87169 | RATCLIFF. My lord! |
| 87170 | KING RICHARD. Good or bad news, that thou co... |
| 87171 | bluntly? |
| 87172 | RATCLIFF. Bad news, my lord: Morton is fled ... |
| 87173 | And Buckingham, back'd with the hardy Wels... |
| 87174 | Is in the field, and still his power incre... |
| 87175 | KING RICHARD. Ely with Richmond troubles me ... |
| 87176 | Than Buckingham and his rash-levied strength. |
| 87177 | Come, I have learn'd that fearful commenting |
| 87178 | Is leaden servitor to dull delay; |
| 87179 | Delay leads impotent and snail-pac'd beggary. |
| 87180 | Then fiery expedition be my wing, |
| 87181 | Jove's Mercury, and herald for a king! |
| 87182 | Go, muster men. My counsel is my shield. |
| 87183 | We must be brief when traitors brave the f... |
| 87184 | SCENE 4. |
| 87185 | London. Before the palace |
| 87186 | Enter old QUEEN MARGARET |
| 87187 | QUEEN MARGARET. So now prosperity begins to ... |
| 87188 | And drop into the rotten mouth of death. |
| 87189 | Here in these confines slily have I lurk'd |
| 87190 | To watch the waning of mine enemies. |
| 87191 | A dire induction am I witness to, |
| 87192 | And will to France, hoping the consequence |
| 87193 | Will prove as bitter, black, and tragical. |
| 87194 | Withdraw thee, wretched Margaret. Who come... |
| 87195 | ... |
| 87196 | Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH and the DUCHE... |
| 87197 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Ah, my poor princes! ah, my... |
| 87198 | babes! |
| 87199 | My unblown flowers, new-appearing sweets! |
| 87200 | If yet your gentle souls fly in the air |
| 87201 | And be not fix'd in doom perpetual, |
| 87202 | Hover about me with your airy wings |
| 87203 | And hear your mother's lamentation. |
| 87204 | QUEEN MARGARET. Hover about her; say that ri... |
| 87205 | Hath dimm'd your infant morn to aged night. |
| 87206 | DUCHESS. So many miseries have craz'd my voice |
| 87207 | That my woe-wearied tongue is still and mute. |
| 87208 | Edward Plantagenet, why art thou dead? |
| 87209 | QUEEN MARGARET. Plantagenet doth quit Planta... |
| 87210 | Edward for Edward pays a dying debt. |
| 87211 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Wilt thou, O God, fly from ... |
| 87212 | lambs |
| 87213 | And throw them in the entrails of the wolf? |
| 87214 | When didst thou sleep when such a deed was... |
| 87215 | QUEEN MARGARET. When holy Harry died, and my... |
| 87216 | son. |
| 87217 | DUCHESS. Dead life, blind sight, poor mortal... |
| 87218 | Woe's scene, world's shame, grave's due by... |
| 87219 | Brief abstract and record of tedious days, |
| 87220 | Rest thy unrest on England's lawful earth,... |
| 87221 | Unlawfully made drunk with innocent blood. |
| 87222 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Ah, that thou wouldst as so... |
| 87223 | grave |
| 87224 | As thou canst yield a melancholy seat! |
| 87225 | Then would I hide my bones, not rest them ... |
| 87226 | Ah, who hath any cause to mourn but we? |
| 87227 | [Si... |
| 87228 | QUEEN MARGARET. [Coming forward] If ancien... |
| 87229 | most reverend, |
| 87230 | Give mine the benefit of seniory, |
| 87231 | And let my griefs frown on the upper hand. |
| 87232 | If sorrow can admit society, [Sitti... |
| 87233 | Tell o'er your woes again by viewing mine. |
| 87234 | I had an Edward, till a Richard kill'd him; |
| 87235 | I had a husband, till a Richard kill'd him: |
| 87236 | Thou hadst an Edward, till a Richard kill'... |
| 87237 | Thou hadst a Richard, till a Richard kill'... |
| 87238 | DUCHESS. I had a Richard too, and thou didst... |
| 87239 | I had a Rutland too, thou holp'st to kill ... |
| 87240 | QUEEN MARGARET. Thou hadst a Clarence too, a... |
| 87241 | kill'd him. |
| 87242 | From forth the kennel of thy womb hath crept |
| 87243 | A hell-hound that doth hunt us all to death. |
| 87244 | That dog, that had his teeth before his eyes |
| 87245 | To worry lambs and lap their gentle blood, |
| 87246 | That foul defacer of God's handiwork, |
| 87247 | That excellent grand tyrant of the earth |
| 87248 | That reigns in galled eyes of weeping souls, |
| 87249 | Thy womb let loose to chase us to our graves. |
| 87250 | O upright, just, and true-disposing God, |
| 87251 | How do I thank thee that this carnal cur |
| 87252 | Preys on the issue of his mother's body |
| 87253 | And makes her pew-fellow with others' moan! |
| 87254 | DUCHESS. O Harry's wife, triumph not in my w... |
| 87255 | God witness with me, I have wept for thine. |
| 87256 | QUEEN MARGARET. Bear with me; I am hungry fo... |
| 87257 | And now I cloy me with beholding it. |
| 87258 | Thy Edward he is dead, that kill'd my Edward; |
| 87259 | The other Edward dead, to quit my Edward; |
| 87260 | Young York he is but boot, because both they |
| 87261 | Match'd not the high perfection of my loss. |
| 87262 | Thy Clarence he is dead that stabb'd my Ed... |
| 87263 | And the beholders of this frantic play, |
| 87264 | Th' adulterate Hastings, Rivers, Vaughan, ... |
| 87265 | Untimely smother'd in their dusky graves. |
| 87266 | Richard yet lives, hell's black intelligen... |
| 87267 | Only reserv'd their factor to buy souls |
| 87268 | And send them thither. But at hand, at hand, |
| 87269 | Ensues his piteous and unpitied end. |
| 87270 | Earth gapes, hell burns, fiends roar, sain... |
| 87271 | To have him suddenly convey'd from hence. |
| 87272 | Cancel his bond of life, dear God, I pray, |
| 87273 | That I may live and say 'The dog is dead.' |
| 87274 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. O, thou didst prophesy the ... |
| 87275 | come |
| 87276 | That I should wish for thee to help me curse |
| 87277 | That bottled spider, that foul bunch-back'... |
| 87278 | QUEEN MARGARET. I Call'd thee then vain flou... |
| 87279 | fortune; |
| 87280 | I call'd thee then poor shadow, painted qu... |
| 87281 | The presentation of but what I was, |
| 87282 | The flattering index of a direful pageant, |
| 87283 | One heav'd a-high to be hurl'd down below, |
| 87284 | A mother only mock'd with two fair babes, |
| 87285 | A dream of what thou wast, a garish flag |
| 87286 | To be the aim of every dangerous shot, |
| 87287 | A sign of dignity, a breath, a bubble, |
| 87288 | A queen in jest, only to fill the scene. |
| 87289 | Where is thy husband now? Where be thy bro... |
| 87290 | Where be thy two sons? Wherein dost thou joy? |
| 87291 | Who sues, and kneels, and says 'God save t... |
| 87292 | Where be the bending peers that flattered ... |
| 87293 | Where be the thronging troops that followe... |
| 87294 | Decline an this, and see what now thou art: |
| 87295 | For happy wife, a most distressed widow; |
| 87296 | For joyful mother, one that wails the name; |
| 87297 | For one being su'd to, one that humbly sues; |
| 87298 | For Queen, a very caitiff crown'd with care; |
| 87299 | For she that scorn'd at me, now scorn'd of... |
| 87300 | For she being fear'd of all, now fearing one; |
| 87301 | For she commanding all, obey'd of none. |
| 87302 | Thus hath the course of justice whirl'd about |
| 87303 | And left thee but a very prey to time, |
| 87304 | Having no more but thought of what thou wast |
| 87305 | To torture thee the more, being what thou ... |
| 87306 | Thou didst usurp my place, and dost thou not |
| 87307 | Usurp the just proportion of my sorrow? |
| 87308 | Now thy proud neck bears half my burden'd ... |
| 87309 | From which even here I slip my weary head |
| 87310 | And leave the burden of it all on thee. |
| 87311 | Farewell, York's wife, and queen of sad mi... |
| 87312 | These English woes shall make me smile in ... |
| 87313 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. O thou well skill'd in curs... |
| 87314 | And teach me how to curse mine enemies! |
| 87315 | QUEEN MARGARET. Forbear to sleep the nights,... |
| 87316 | days; |
| 87317 | Compare dead happiness with living woe; |
| 87318 | Think that thy babes were sweeter than the... |
| 87319 | And he that slew them fouler than he is. |
| 87320 | Bett'ring thy loss makes the bad-causer wo... |
| 87321 | Revolving this will teach thee how to curs... |
| 87322 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. My words are dull; O, quick... |
| 87323 | with thine! |
| 87324 | QUEEN MARGARET. Thy woes will make them shar... |
| 87325 | pierce like mine. ... |
| 87326 | DUCHESS. Why should calamity be fun of words? |
| 87327 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Windy attorneys to their cl... |
| 87328 | Airy succeeders of intestate joys, |
| 87329 | Poor breathing orators of miseries, |
| 87330 | Let them have scope; though what they will... |
| 87331 | Help nothing else, yet do they case the he... |
| 87332 | DUCHESS. If so, then be not tongue-tied. Go ... |
| 87333 | And in the breath of bitter words let's sm... |
| 87334 | My damned son that thy two sweet sons smot... |
| 87335 | The trumpet sounds; be copious in exclaims. |
| 87336 | Enter KING RICHARD and his train, mar... |
| 87337 | drums and trumpets |
| 87338 | KING RICHARD. Who intercepts me in my expedi... |
| 87339 | DUCHESS. O, she that might have intercepted ... |
| 87340 | By strangling thee in her accursed womb, |
| 87341 | From all the slaughters, wretch, that thou... |
| 87342 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Hidest thou that forehead w... |
| 87343 | crown |
| 87344 | Where't should be branded, if that right w... |
| 87345 | The slaughter of the Prince that ow'd that... |
| 87346 | And the dire death of my poor sons and bro... |
| 87347 | Tell me, thou villain slave, where are my ... |
| 87348 | DUCHESS. Thou toad, thou toad, where is thy ... |
| 87349 | Clarence? |
| 87350 | And little Ned Plantagenet, his son? |
| 87351 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Where is the gentle Rivers,... |
| 87352 | Grey? |
| 87353 | DUCHESS. Where is kind Hastings? |
| 87354 | KING RICHARD. A flourish, trumpets! Strike a... |
| 87355 | Let not the heavens hear these tell-tale w... |
| 87356 | Rail on the Lord's anointed. Strike, I say! |
| 87357 | [... |
| 87358 | Either be patient and entreat me fair, |
| 87359 | Or with the clamorous report of war |
| 87360 | Thus will I drown your exclamations. |
| 87361 | DUCHESS. Art thou my son? |
| 87362 | KING RICHARD. Ay, I thank God, my father, an... |
| 87363 | DUCHESS. Then patiently hear my impatience. |
| 87364 | KING RICHARD. Madam, I have a touch of your ... |
| 87365 | That cannot brook the accent of reproof. |
| 87366 | DUCHESS. O, let me speak! |
| 87367 | KING RICHARD. Do, then; but I'll not hear. |
| 87368 | DUCHESS. I will be mild and gentle in my words. |
| 87369 | KING RICHARD. And brief, good mother; for I ... |
| 87370 | DUCHESS. Art thou so hasty? I have stay'd fo... |
| 87371 | God knows, in torment and in agony. |
| 87372 | KING RICHARD. And came I not at last to comf... |
| 87373 | DUCHESS. No, by the holy rood, thou know'st ... |
| 87374 | Thou cam'st on earth to make the earth my ... |
| 87375 | A grievous burden was thy birth to me; |
| 87376 | Tetchy and wayward was thy infancy; |
| 87377 | Thy school-days frightful, desp'rate, wild... |
| 87378 | Thy prime of manhood daring, bold, and ven... |
| 87379 | Thy age confirm'd, proud, subtle, sly, and... |
| 87380 | More mild, but yet more harmful-kind in ha... |
| 87381 | What comfortable hour canst thou name |
| 87382 | That ever grac'd me with thy company? |
| 87383 | KING RICHARD. Faith, none but Humphrey Hour,... |
| 87384 | your Grace |
| 87385 | To breakfast once forth of my company. |
| 87386 | If I be so disgracious in your eye, |
| 87387 | Let me march on and not offend you, madam. |
| 87388 | Strike up the drum. |
| 87389 | DUCHESS. I prithee hear me speak. |
| 87390 | KING RICHARD. You speak too bitterly. |
| 87391 | DUCHESS. Hear me a word; |
| 87392 | For I shall never speak to thee again. |
| 87393 | KING RICHARD. So. |
| 87394 | DUCHESS. Either thou wilt die by God's just ... |
| 87395 | Ere from this war thou turn a conqueror; |
| 87396 | Or I with grief and extreme age shall perish |
| 87397 | And never more behold thy face again. |
| 87398 | Therefore take with thee my most grievous ... |
| 87399 | Which in the day of battle tire thee more |
| 87400 | Than all the complete armour that thou wea... |
| 87401 | My prayers on the adverse party fight; |
| 87402 | And there the little souls of Edward's chi... |
| 87403 | Whisper the spirits of thine enemies |
| 87404 | And promise them success and victory. |
| 87405 | Bloody thou art; bloody will be thy end. |
| 87406 | Shame serves thy life and doth thy death a... |
| 87407 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Though far more cause, yet ... |
| 87408 | spirit to curse |
| 87409 | Abides in me; I say amen to her. |
| 87410 | KING RICHARD. Stay, madam, I must talk a wor... |
| 87411 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. I have no moe sons of the r... |
| 87412 | For thee to slaughter. For my daughters, R... |
| 87413 | They shall be praying nuns, not weeping qu... |
| 87414 | And therefore level not to hit their lives. |
| 87415 | KING RICHARD. You have a daughter call'd Eli... |
| 87416 | Virtuous and fair, royal and gracious. |
| 87417 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. And must she die for this? ... |
| 87418 | live, |
| 87419 | And I'll corrupt her manners, stain her be... |
| 87420 | Slander myself as false to Edward's bed, |
| 87421 | Throw over her the veil of infamy; |
| 87422 | So she may live unscarr'd of bleeding slau... |
| 87423 | I will confess she was not Edward's daughter. |
| 87424 | KING RICHARD. Wrong not her birth; she is a ... |
| 87425 | Princess. |
| 87426 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. To save her life I'll say s... |
| 87427 | KING RICHARD. Her life is safest only in her... |
| 87428 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. And only in that safety die... |
| 87429 | brothers. |
| 87430 | KING RICHARD. Lo, at their birth good stars ... |
| 87431 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. No, to their lives ill frie... |
| 87432 | contrary. |
| 87433 | KING RICHARD. All unavoided is the doom of d... |
| 87434 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. True, when avoided grace ma... |
| 87435 | My babes were destin'd to a fairer death, |
| 87436 | If grace had bless'd thee with a fairer life. |
| 87437 | KING RICHARD. You speak as if that I had sla... |
| 87438 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Cousins, indeed; and by the... |
| 87439 | cozen'd |
| 87440 | Of comfort, kingdom, kindred, freedom, life. |
| 87441 | Whose hand soever lanc'd their tender hearts, |
| 87442 | Thy head, an indirectly, gave direction. |
| 87443 | No doubt the murd'rous knife was dull and ... |
| 87444 | Till it was whetted on thy stone-hard heart |
| 87445 | To revel in the entrails of my lambs. |
| 87446 | But that stiff use of grief makes wild gri... |
| 87447 | My tongue should to thy ears not name my boys |
| 87448 | Till that my nails were anchor'd in thine ... |
| 87449 | And I, in such a desp'rate bay of death, |
| 87450 | Like a poor bark, of sails and tackling reft, |
| 87451 | Rush all to pieces on thy rocky bosom. |
| 87452 | KING RICHARD. Madam, so thrive I in my enter... |
| 87453 | And dangerous success of bloody wars, |
| 87454 | As I intend more good to you and yours |
| 87455 | Than ever you or yours by me were harm'd! |
| 87456 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. What good is cover'd with t... |
| 87457 | heaven, |
| 87458 | To be discover'd, that can do me good? |
| 87459 | KING RICHARD. advancement of your children, ... |
| 87460 | lady. |
| 87461 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Up to some scaffold, there ... |
| 87462 | heads? |
| 87463 | KING RICHARD. Unto the dignity and height of... |
| 87464 | The high imperial type of this earth's glory. |
| 87465 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Flatter my sorrow with repo... |
| 87466 | Tell me what state, what dignity, what hon... |
| 87467 | Canst thou demise to any child of mine? |
| 87468 | KING RICHARD. Even all I have-ay, and myself... |
| 87469 | Will I withal endow a child of thine; |
| 87470 | So in the Lethe of thy angry soul |
| 87471 | Thou drown the sad remembrance of those wr... |
| 87472 | Which thou supposest I have done to thee. |
| 87473 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Be brief, lest that the pro... |
| 87474 | kindness |
| 87475 | Last longer telling than thy kindness' date. |
| 87476 | KING RICHARD. Then know, that from my soul I... |
| 87477 | daughter. |
| 87478 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. My daughter's mother thinks... |
| 87479 | soul. |
| 87480 | KING RICHARD. What do you think? |
| 87481 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. That thou dost love my daug... |
| 87482 | thy soul. |
| 87483 | So from thy soul's love didst thou love he... |
| 87484 | And from my heart's love I do thank thee f... |
| 87485 | KING RICHARD. Be not so hasty to confound my... |
| 87486 | I mean that with my soul I love thy daughter |
| 87487 | And do intend to make her Queen of England. |
| 87488 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Well, then, who dost thou m... |
| 87489 | her king? |
| 87490 | KING RICHARD. Even he that makes her Queen. ... |
| 87491 | should be? |
| 87492 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. What, thou? |
| 87493 | KING RICHARD. Even so. How think you of it? |
| 87494 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. How canst thou woo her? |
| 87495 | KING RICHARD. That would I learn of you, |
| 87496 | As one being best acquainted with her humour. |
| 87497 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. And wilt thou learn of me? |
| 87498 | KING RICHARD. Madam, with all my heart. |
| 87499 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Send to her, by the man tha... |
| 87500 | brothers, |
| 87501 | A pair of bleeding hearts; thereon engrave |
| 87502 | 'Edward' and 'York.' Then haply will she w... |
| 87503 | Therefore present to her-as sometimes Marg... |
| 87504 | Did to thy father, steep'd in Rutland's bl... |
| 87505 | A handkerchief; which, say to her, did drain |
| 87506 | The purple sap from her sweet brother's body, |
| 87507 | And bid her wipe her weeping eyes withal. |
| 87508 | If this inducement move her not to love, |
| 87509 | Send her a letter of thy noble deeds; |
| 87510 | Tell her thou mad'st away her uncle Clarence, |
| 87511 | Her uncle Rivers; ay, and for her sake |
| 87512 | Mad'st quick conveyance with her good aunt... |
| 87513 | KING RICHARD. You mock me, madam; this is no... |
| 87514 | To win your daughter. |
| 87515 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. There is no other way; |
| 87516 | Unless thou couldst put on some other shape |
| 87517 | And not be Richard that hath done all this. |
| 87518 | KING RICHARD. Say that I did all this for lo... |
| 87519 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Nay, then indeed she cannot... |
| 87520 | hate thee, |
| 87521 | Having bought love with such a bloody spoil. |
| 87522 | KING RICHARD. Look what is done cannot be no... |
| 87523 | Men shall deal unadvisedly sometimes, |
| 87524 | Which after-hours gives leisure to repent. |
| 87525 | If I did take the kingdom from your sons, |
| 87526 | To make amends I'll give it to your daughter. |
| 87527 | If I have kill'd the issue of your womb, |
| 87528 | To quicken your increase I will beget |
| 87529 | Mine issue of your blood upon your daughter. |
| 87530 | A grandam's name is little less in love |
| 87531 | Than is the doating title of a mother; |
| 87532 | They are as children but one step below, |
| 87533 | Even of your metal, of your very blood; |
| 87534 | Of all one pain, save for a night of groans |
| 87535 | Endur'd of her, for whom you bid like sorrow. |
| 87536 | Your children were vexation to your youth; |
| 87537 | But mine shall be a comfort to your age. |
| 87538 | The loss you have is but a son being King, |
| 87539 | And by that loss your daughter is made Que... |
| 87540 | I cannot make you what amends I would, |
| 87541 | Therefore accept such kindness as I can. |
| 87542 | Dorset your son, that with a fearful soul |
| 87543 | Leads discontented steps in foreign soil, |
| 87544 | This fair alliance quickly shall can home |
| 87545 | To high promotions and great dignity. |
| 87546 | The King, that calls your beauteous daught... |
| 87547 | Familiarly shall call thy Dorset brother; |
| 87548 | Again shall you be mother to a king, |
| 87549 | And all the ruins of distressful times |
| 87550 | Repair'd with double riches of content. |
| 87551 | What! we have many goodly days to see. |
| 87552 | The liquid drops of tears that you have shed |
| 87553 | Shall come again, transform'd to orient pe... |
| 87554 | Advantaging their loan with interest |
| 87555 | Of ten times double gain of happiness. |
| 87556 | Go, then, my mother, to thy daughter go; |
| 87557 | Make bold her bashful years with your expe... |
| 87558 | Prepare her ears to hear a wooer's tale; |
| 87559 | Put in her tender heart th' aspiring flame |
| 87560 | Of golden sovereignty; acquaint the Princes |
| 87561 | With the sweet silent hours of marriage joys. |
| 87562 | And when this arm of mine hath chastised |
| 87563 | The petty rebel, dull-brain'd Buckingham, |
| 87564 | Bound with triumphant garlands will I come, |
| 87565 | And lead thy daughter to a conqueror's bed; |
| 87566 | To whom I will retail my conquest won, |
| 87567 | And she shall be sole victoress, Caesar's ... |
| 87568 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. What were I best to say? He... |
| 87569 | brother |
| 87570 | Would be her lord? Or shall I say her uncle? |
| 87571 | Or he that slew her brothers and her uncles? |
| 87572 | Under what title shall I woo for thee |
| 87573 | That God, the law, my honour, and her love |
| 87574 | Can make seem pleasing to her tender years? |
| 87575 | KING RICHARD. Infer fair England's peace by ... |
| 87576 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Which she shall purchase with |
| 87577 | still-lasting war. |
| 87578 | KING RICHARD. Tell her the King, that may co... |
| 87579 | entreats. |
| 87580 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. That at her hands which the... |
| 87581 | King forbids. |
| 87582 | KING RICHARD. Say she shall be a high and mi... |
| 87583 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. To wail the title, as her m... |
| 87584 | KING RICHARD. Say I will love her everlastin... |
| 87585 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. But how long shall that tit... |
| 87586 | KING RICHARD. Sweetly in force unto her fair... |
| 87587 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. But how long fairly shall h... |
| 87588 | last? |
| 87589 | KING RICHARD. As long as heaven and nature l... |
| 87590 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. As long as hell and Richard... |
| 87591 | KING RICHARD. Say I, her sovereign, am her s... |
| 87592 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. But she, your subject, loat... |
| 87593 | sovereignty. |
| 87594 | KING RICHARD. Be eloquent in my behalf to her. |
| 87595 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. An honest tale speeds best ... |
| 87596 | told. |
| 87597 | KING RICHARD. Then plainly to her tell my lo... |
| 87598 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Plain and not honest is too... |
| 87599 | KING RICHARD. Your reasons are too shallow a... |
| 87600 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. O, no, my reasons are too d... |
| 87601 | dead- |
| 87602 | Too deep and dead, poor infants, in their ... |
| 87603 | KING RICHARD. Harp not on that string, madam... |
| 87604 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Harp on it still shall I ti... |
| 87605 | break. |
| 87606 | KING RICHARD. Now, by my George, my garter, ... |
| 87607 | crown- |
| 87608 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Profan'd, dishonour'd, and ... |
| 87609 | usurp'd. |
| 87610 | KING RICHARD. I swear- |
| 87611 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. By nothing; for this is no ... |
| 87612 | Thy George, profan'd, hath lost his lordly... |
| 87613 | Thy garter, blemish'd, pawn'd his knightly... |
| 87614 | Thy crown, usurp'd, disgrac'd his kingly g... |
| 87615 | If something thou wouldst swear to be beli... |
| 87616 | Swear then by something that thou hast not... |
| 87617 | KING RICHARD. Then, by my self- |
| 87618 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Thy self is self-misus'd. |
| 87619 | KING RICHARD. Now, by the world- |
| 87620 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. 'Tis full of thy foul wrongs. |
| 87621 | KING RICHARD. My father's death- |
| 87622 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Thy life hath it dishonour'd. |
| 87623 | KING RICHARD. Why, then, by God- |
| 87624 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. God's wrong is most of all. |
| 87625 | If thou didst fear to break an oath with Him, |
| 87626 | The unity the King my husband made |
| 87627 | Thou hadst not broken, nor my brothers died. |
| 87628 | If thou hadst fear'd to break an oath by Him, |
| 87629 | Th' imperial metal, circling now thy head, |
| 87630 | Had grac'd the tender temples of my child; |
| 87631 | And both the Princes had been breathing here, |
| 87632 | Which now, two tender bedfellows for dust, |
| 87633 | Thy broken faith hath made the prey for wo... |
| 87634 | What canst thou swear by now? |
| 87635 | KING RICHARD. The time to come. |
| 87636 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. That thou hast wronged in t... |
| 87637 | o'erpast; |
| 87638 | For I myself have many tears to wash |
| 87639 | Hereafter time, for time past wrong'd by t... |
| 87640 | The children live whose fathers thou hast ... |
| 87641 | Ungovern'd youth, to wail it in their age; |
| 87642 | The parents live whose children thou hast ... |
| 87643 | Old barren plants, to wail it with their age. |
| 87644 | Swear not by time to come; for that thou hast |
| 87645 | Misus'd ere us'd, by times ill-us'd o'erpast. |
| 87646 | KING RICHARD. As I intend to prosper and rep... |
| 87647 | So thrive I in my dangerous affairs |
| 87648 | Of hostile arms! Myself myself confound! |
| 87649 | Heaven and fortune bar me happy hours! |
| 87650 | Day, yield me not thy light; nor, night, t... |
| 87651 | Be opposite all planets of good luck |
| 87652 | To my proceeding!-if, with dear heart's love, |
| 87653 | Immaculate devotion, holy thoughts, |
| 87654 | I tender not thy beauteous princely daughter. |
| 87655 | In her consists my happiness and thine; |
| 87656 | Without her, follows to myself and thee, |
| 87657 | Herself, the land, and many a Christian soul, |
| 87658 | Death, desolation, ruin, and decay. |
| 87659 | It cannot be avoided but by this; |
| 87660 | It will not be avoided but by this. |
| 87661 | Therefore, dear mother-I must call you so- |
| 87662 | Be the attorney of my love to her; |
| 87663 | Plead what I will be, not what I have been; |
| 87664 | Not my deserts, but what I will deserve. |
| 87665 | Urge the necessity and state of times, |
| 87666 | And be not peevish-fond in great designs. |
| 87667 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Shall I be tempted of the d... |
| 87668 | KING RICHARD. Ay, if the devil tempt you to ... |
| 87669 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Shall I forget myself to be... |
| 87670 | KING RICHARD. Ay, if your self's remembrance... |
| 87671 | yourself. |
| 87672 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Yet thou didst kill my chil... |
| 87673 | KING RICHARD. But in your daughter's womb I ... |
| 87674 | Where, in that nest of spicery, they will ... |
| 87675 | Selves of themselves, to your recomforture. |
| 87676 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. Shall I go win my daughter ... |
| 87677 | KING RICHARD. And be a happy mother by the d... |
| 87678 | QUEEN ELIZABETH. I go. Write to me very shor... |
| 87679 | And you shall understand from me her mind. |
| 87680 | KING RICHARD. Bear her my true love's kiss; ... |
| 87681 | Kissing her. Ex... |
| 87682 | Relenting fool, and shallow, changing woman! |
| 87683 | Enter RATCLIFF; CATESBY follo... |
| 87684 | How now! what news? |
| 87685 | RATCLIFF. Most mighty sovereign, on the west... |
| 87686 | Rideth a puissant navy; to our shores |
| 87687 | Throng many doubtful hollow-hearted friends, |
| 87688 | Unarm'd, and unresolv'd to beat them back. |
| 87689 | 'Tis thought that Richmond is their admiral; |
| 87690 | And there they hull, expecting but the aid |
| 87691 | Of Buckingham to welcome them ashore. |
| 87692 | KING RICHARD. Some light-foot friend post to... |
| 87693 | Norfolk. |
| 87694 | Ratcliff, thyself-or Catesby; where is he? |
| 87695 | CATESBY. Here, my good lord. |
| 87696 | KING RICHARD. Catesby, fly to the Duke. |
| 87697 | CATESBY. I will my lord, with all convenient... |
| 87698 | KING RICHARD. Ratcliff, come hither. Post to... |
| 87699 | When thou com'st thither- [To CATESBY] D... |
| 87700 | unmindfull villain, |
| 87701 | Why stay'st thou here, and go'st not to th... |
| 87702 | CATESBY. First, mighty liege, tell me your H... |
| 87703 | What from your Grace I shall deliver to him. |
| 87704 | KING RICHARD. O, true, good Catesby. Bid him... |
| 87705 | The greatest strength and power that he ca... |
| 87706 | And meet me suddenly at Salisbury. |
| 87707 | CATESBY. I go. ... |
| 87708 | RATCLIFF. What, may it please you, shall I d... |
| 87709 | KING RICHARD. Why, what wouldst thou do ther... |
| 87710 | go? |
| 87711 | RATCLIFF. Your Highness told me I should pos... |
| 87712 | KING RICHARD. My mind is chang'd. |
| 87713 | Enter LORD STANLEY |
| 87714 | STANLEY, what news with you? |
| 87715 | STANLEY. None good, my liege, to please you ... |
| 87716 | the hearing; |
| 87717 | Nor none so bad but well may be reported. |
| 87718 | KING RICHARD. Hoyday, a riddle! neither good... |
| 87719 | What need'st thou run so many miles about, |
| 87720 | When thou mayest tell thy tale the nearest... |
| 87721 | Once more, what news? |
| 87722 | STANLEY. Richmond is on the seas. |
| 87723 | KING RICHARD. There let him sink, and be the... |
| 87724 | White-liver'd runagate, what doth he there? |
| 87725 | STANLEY. I know not, mighty sovereign, but b... |
| 87726 | KING RICHARD. Well, as you guess? |
| 87727 | STANLEY. Stirr'd up by Dorset, Buckingham, a... |
| 87728 | He makes for England here to claim the crown. |
| 87729 | KING RICHARD. Is the chair empty? Is the swo... |
| 87730 | Is the King dead, the empire unpossess'd? |
| 87731 | What heir of York is there alive but we? |
| 87732 | And who is England's King but great York's... |
| 87733 | Then tell me what makes he upon the seas. |
| 87734 | STANLEY. Unless for that, my liege, I cannot... |
| 87735 | KING RICHARD. Unless for that he comes to be... |
| 87736 | You cannot guess wherefore the Welshman co... |
| 87737 | Thou wilt revolt and fly to him, I fear. |
| 87738 | STANLEY. No, my good lord; therefore mistrus... |
| 87739 | KING RICHARD. Where is thy power then, to be... |
| 87740 | Where be thy tenants and thy followers? |
| 87741 | Are they not now upon the western shore, |
| 87742 | Safe-conducting the rebels from their ships? |
| 87743 | STANLEY. No, my good lord, my friends are in... |
| 87744 | KING RICHARD. Cold friends to me. What do th... |
| 87745 | north, |
| 87746 | When they should serve their sovereign in ... |
| 87747 | STANLEY. They have not been commanded, might... |
| 87748 | Pleaseth your Majesty to give me leave, |
| 87749 | I'll muster up my friends and meet your Grace |
| 87750 | Where and what time your Majesty shall ple... |
| 87751 | KING RICHARD. Ay, ay, thou wouldst be gone t... |
| 87752 | Richmond; |
| 87753 | But I'll not trust thee. |
| 87754 | STANLEY. Most mighty sovereign, |
| 87755 | You have no cause to hold my friendship do... |
| 87756 | I never was nor never will be false. |
| 87757 | KING RICHARD. Go, then, and muster men. But ... |
| 87758 | Your son, George Stanley. Look your heart ... |
| 87759 | Or else his head's assurance is but frail. |
| 87760 | STANLEY. So deal with him as I prove true to... |
| 87761 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 87762 | MESSENGER. My gracious sovereign, now in Dev... |
| 87763 | As I by friends am well advertised, |
| 87764 | Sir Edward Courtney and the haughty prelate, |
| 87765 | Bishop of Exeter, his elder brother, |
| 87766 | With many moe confederates, are in arms. |
| 87767 | Enter another MESSENGER |
| 87768 | SECOND MESSENGER. In Kent, my liege, the Gui... |
| 87769 | arms; |
| 87770 | And every hour more competitors |
| 87771 | Flock to the rebels, and their power grows... |
| 87772 | Enter another MESSENGER |
| 87773 | THIRD MESSENGER. My lord, the army of great ... |
| 87774 | KING RICHARD. Out on you, owls! Nothing but ... |
| 87775 | death? ... |
| 87776 | There, take thou that till thou bring bett... |
| 87777 | THIRD MESSENGER. The news I have to tell you... |
| 87778 | Is that by sudden floods and fall of waters |
| 87779 | Buckingham's army is dispers'd and scatter'd; |
| 87780 | And he himself wand'red away alone, |
| 87781 | No man knows whither. |
| 87782 | KING RICHARD. I cry thee mercy. |
| 87783 | There is my purse to cure that blow of thine. |
| 87784 | Hath any well-advised friend proclaim'd |
| 87785 | Reward to him that brings the traitor in? |
| 87786 | THIRD MESSENGER. Such proclamation hath been... |
| 87787 | my Lord. |
| 87788 | Enter another MESSENGER |
| 87789 | FOURTH MESSENGER. Sir Thomas Lovel and Lord ... |
| 87790 | Dorset, |
| 87791 | 'Tis said, my liege, in Yorkshire are in a... |
| 87792 | But this good comfort bring I to your High... |
| 87793 | The Britaine navy is dispers'd by tempest. |
| 87794 | Richmond in Dorsetshire sent out a boat |
| 87795 | Unto the shore, to ask those on the banks |
| 87796 | If they were his assistants, yea or no; |
| 87797 | Who answer'd him they came from Buckingham |
| 87798 | Upon his party. He, mistrusting them, |
| 87799 | Hois'd sail, and made his course again for... |
| 87800 | KING RICHARD. March on, march on, since we a... |
| 87801 | arms; |
| 87802 | If not to fight with foreign enemies, |
| 87803 | Yet to beat down these rebels here at home. |
| 87804 | Re-enter CATESBY |
| 87805 | CATESBY. My liege, the Duke of Buckingham is... |
| 87806 | That is the best news. That the Earl of Ri... |
| 87807 | Is with a mighty power landed at Milford |
| 87808 | Is colder tidings, yet they must be told. |
| 87809 | KING RICHARD. Away towards Salisbury! While ... |
| 87810 | here |
| 87811 | A royal battle might be won and lost. |
| 87812 | Some one take order Buckingham be brought |
| 87813 | To Salisbury; the rest march on with me. |
| 87814 | Flourish. ... |
| 87815 | SCENE 5. |
| 87816 | LORD DERBY'S house |
| 87817 | Enter STANLEY and SIR CHRISTOPHER URSWICK |
| 87818 | STANLEY. Sir Christopher, tell Richmond this... |
| 87819 | That in the sty of the most deadly boar |
| 87820 | My son George Stanley is frank'd up in hold; |
| 87821 | If I revolt, off goes young George's head; |
| 87822 | The fear of that holds off my present aid. |
| 87823 | So, get thee gone; commend me to thy lord. |
| 87824 | Withal say that the Queen hath heartily co... |
| 87825 | He should espouse Elizabeth her daughter. |
| 87826 | But tell me, where is princely Richmond now? |
| 87827 | CHRISTOPHER. At Pembroke, or at Ha'rford wes... |
| 87828 | STANLEY. What men of name resort to him? |
| 87829 | CHRISTOPHER. Sir Walter Herbert, a renowned ... |
| 87830 | SIR Gilbert Talbot, Sir William Stanley, |
| 87831 | OXFORD, redoubted Pembroke, Sir James Blunt, |
| 87832 | And Rice ap Thomas, with a valiant crew; |
| 87833 | And many other of great name and worth; |
| 87834 | And towards London do they bend their powe... |
| 87835 | If by the way they be not fought withal. |
| 87836 | STANLEY. Well, hie thee to thy lord; I kiss ... |
| 87837 | My letter will resolve him of my mind. |
| 87838 | Farewell. ... |
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| 87847 | ACT V. SCENE 1. |
| 87848 | Salisbury. An open place |
| 87849 | Enter the SHERIFF and guard, with BUCKINGHAM, ... |
| 87850 | BUCKINGHAM. Will not King Richard let me spe... |
| 87851 | him? |
| 87852 | SHERIFF. No, my good lord; therefore be pati... |
| 87853 | BUCKINGHAM. Hastings, and Edward's children,... |
| 87854 | Rivers, |
| 87855 | Holy King Henry, and thy fair son Edward, |
| 87856 | Vaughan, and all that have miscarried |
| 87857 | By underhand corrupted foul injustice, |
| 87858 | If that your moody discontented souls |
| 87859 | Do through the clouds behold this present ... |
| 87860 | Even for revenge mock my destruction! |
| 87861 | This is All-Souls' day, fellow, is it not? |
| 87862 | SHERIFF. It is, my lord. |
| 87863 | BUCKINGHAM. Why, then All-Souls' day is my b... |
| 87864 | doomsday. |
| 87865 | This is the day which in King Edward's time |
| 87866 | I wish'd might fall on me when I was found |
| 87867 | False to his children and his wife's allies; |
| 87868 | This is the day wherein I wish'd to fall |
| 87869 | By the false faith of him whom most I trus... |
| 87870 | This, this All-Souls' day to my fearful soul |
| 87871 | Is the determin'd respite of my wrongs; |
| 87872 | That high All-Seer which I dallied with |
| 87873 | Hath turn'd my feigned prayer on my head |
| 87874 | And given in earnest what I begg'd in jest. |
| 87875 | Thus doth He force the swords of wicked men |
| 87876 | To turn their own points in their masters'... |
| 87877 | Thus Margaret's curse falls heavy on my neck. |
| 87878 | 'When he' quoth she 'shall split thy heart... |
| 87879 | Remember Margaret was a prophetess.' |
| 87880 | Come lead me, officers, to the block of sh... |
| 87881 | Wrong hath but wrong, and blame the due of... |
| 87882 | SCENE 2. |
| 87883 | Camp near Tamworth |
| 87884 | Enter RICHMOND, OXFORD, SIR JAMES BLUNT, SIR W... |
| 87885 | with drum and colours |
| 87886 | RICHMOND. Fellows in arms, and my most lovin... |
| 87887 | Bruis'd underneath the yoke of tyranny, |
| 87888 | Thus far into the bowels of the land |
| 87889 | Have we march'd on without impediment; |
| 87890 | And here receive we from our father Stanley |
| 87891 | Lines of fair comfort and encouragement. |
| 87892 | The wretched, bloody, and usurping boar, |
| 87893 | That spoil'd your summer fields and fruitf... |
| 87894 | Swills your warm blood like wash, and make... |
| 87895 | In your embowell'd bosoms-this foul swine |
| 87896 | Is now even in the centre of this isle, |
| 87897 | Near to the town of Leicester, as we learn. |
| 87898 | From Tamworth thither is but one day's march. |
| 87899 | In God's name cheerly on, courageous friends, |
| 87900 | To reap the harvest of perpetual peace |
| 87901 | By this one bloody trial of sharp war. |
| 87902 | OXFORD. Every man's conscience is a thousand... |
| 87903 | To fight against this guilty homicide. |
| 87904 | HERBERT. I doubt not but his friends will tu... |
| 87905 | BLUNT. He hath no friends but what are frien... |
| 87906 | Which in his dearest need will fly from him. |
| 87907 | RICHMOND. All for our vantage. Then in God's... |
| 87908 | True hope is swift and flies with swallow'... |
| 87909 | Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures ... |
| 87910 | SCENE 3. |
| 87911 | Bosworth Field |
| 87912 | Enter KING RICHARD in arms, with NORFOLK, RATC... |
| 87913 | the EARL of SURREYS and others |
| 87914 | KING RICHARD. Here pitch our tent, even here... |
| 87915 | field. |
| 87916 | My Lord of Surrey, why look you so sad? |
| 87917 | SURREY. My heart is ten times lighter than m... |
| 87918 | KING RICHARD. My Lord of Norfolk! |
| 87919 | NORFOLK. Here, most gracious liege. |
| 87920 | KING RICHARD. Norfolk, we must have knocks; ... |
| 87921 | not? |
| 87922 | NORFOLK. We must both give and take, my lovi... |
| 87923 | KING RICHARD. Up With my tent! Here will I l... |
| 87924 | [Soldiers begin to set u... |
| 87925 | But where to-morrow? Well, all's one for t... |
| 87926 | Who hath descried the number of the traitors? |
| 87927 | NORFOLK. Six or seven thousand is their utmo... |
| 87928 | KING RICHARD. Why, our battalia trebles that... |
| 87929 | Besides, the King's name is a tower of str... |
| 87930 | Which they upon the adverse faction want. |
| 87931 | Up with the tent! Come, noble gentlemen, |
| 87932 | Let us survey the vantage of the ground. |
| 87933 | Call for some men of sound direction. |
| 87934 | Let's lack no discipline, make no delay; |
| 87935 | For, lords, to-morrow is a busy day. ... |
| 87936 | Enter, on the other side of the f... |
| 87937 | RICHMOND, SIR WILLIAM BRANDON, OXFOR... |
| 87938 | and others. Some pitch RICHMOND'... |
| 87939 | RICHMOND. The weary sun hath made a golden set, |
| 87940 | And by the bright tract of his fiery car |
| 87941 | Gives token of a goodly day to-morrow. |
| 87942 | Sir William Brandon, you shall bear my sta... |
| 87943 | Give me some ink and paper in my tent. |
| 87944 | I'll draw the form and model of our battle, |
| 87945 | Limit each leader to his several charge, |
| 87946 | And part in just proportion our small power. |
| 87947 | My Lord of Oxford-you, Sir William Brandon- |
| 87948 | And you, Sir Walter Herbert-stay with me. |
| 87949 | The Earl of Pembroke keeps his regiment; |
| 87950 | Good Captain Blunt, bear my good night to ... |
| 87951 | And by the second hour in the morning |
| 87952 | Desire the Earl to see me in my tent. |
| 87953 | Yet one thing more, good Captain, do for me- |
| 87954 | Where is Lord Stanley quarter'd, do you know? |
| 87955 | BLUNT. Unless I have mista'en his colours much- |
| 87956 | Which well I am assur'd I have not done- |
| 87957 | His regiment lies half a mile at least |
| 87958 | South from the mighty power of the King. |
| 87959 | RICHMOND. If without peril it be possible, |
| 87960 | Sweet Blunt, make some good means to speak... |
| 87961 | And give him from me this most needful note. |
| 87962 | BLUNT. Upon my life, my lord, I'll undertake... |
| 87963 | And so, God give you quiet rest to-night! |
| 87964 | RICHMOND. Good night, good Captain Blunt. Come, |
| 87965 | gentlemen, |
| 87966 | Let us consult upon to-morrow's business. |
| 87967 | In to my tent; the dew is raw and cold. |
| 87968 | [They withd... |
| 87969 | Enter, to his-tent, KING RICHARD, ... |
| 87970 | RATCLIFF, and CATESBY |
| 87971 | KING RICHARD. What is't o'clock? |
| 87972 | CATESBY. It's supper-time, my lord; |
| 87973 | It's nine o'clock. |
| 87974 | KING RICHARD. I will not sup to-night. |
| 87975 | Give me some ink and paper. |
| 87976 | What, is my beaver easier than it was? |
| 87977 | And all my armour laid into my tent? |
| 87978 | CATESBY. It is, my liege; and all things are... |
| 87979 | KING RICHARD. Good Norfolk, hie thee to thy ... |
| 87980 | Use careful watch, choose trusty sentinels. |
| 87981 | NORFOLK. I go, my lord. |
| 87982 | KING RICHARD. Stir with the lark to-morrow, ... |
| 87983 | NORFOLK. I warrant you, my lord. ... |
| 87984 | KING RICHARD. Catesby! |
| 87985 | CATESBY. My lord? |
| 87986 | KING RICHARD. Send out a pursuivant-at-arms |
| 87987 | To Stanley's regiment; bid him bring his p... |
| 87988 | Before sunrising, lest his son George fall |
| 87989 | Into the blind cave of eternal night. ... |
| 87990 | Fill me a bowl of wine. Give me a watch. |
| 87991 | Saddle white Surrey for the field to-morrow. |
| 87992 | Look that my staves be sound, and not too ... |
| 87993 | Ratcliff! |
| 87994 | RATCLIFF. My lord? |
| 87995 | KING RICHARD. Saw'st thou the melancholy Lord |
| 87996 | Northumberland? |
| 87997 | RATCLIFF. Thomas the Earl of Surrey and hims... |
| 87998 | Much about cock-shut time, from troop to t... |
| 87999 | Went through the army, cheering up the sol... |
| 88000 | KING RICHARD. So, I am satisfied. Give me a ... |
| 88001 | I have not that alacrity of spirit |
| 88002 | Nor cheer of mind that I was wont to have. |
| 88003 | Set it down. Is ink and paper ready? |
| 88004 | RATCLIFF. It is, my lord. |
| 88005 | KING RICHARD. Bid my guard watch; leave me. |
| 88006 | RATCLIFF, about the mid of night come to my ... |
| 88007 | And help to arm me. Leave me, I say. |
| 88008 | Exit RATCLI... |
| 88009 | Enter DERBY to RICHMOND in his ... |
| 88010 | LORDS attending |
| 88011 | DERBY. Fortune and victory sit on thy helm! |
| 88012 | RICHMOND. All comfort that the dark night ca... |
| 88013 | Be to thy person, noble father-in-law! |
| 88014 | Tell me, how fares our loving mother? |
| 88015 | DERBY. I, by attorney, bless thee from thy m... |
| 88016 | Who prays continually for Richmond's good. |
| 88017 | So much for that. The silent hours steal on, |
| 88018 | And flaky darkness breaks within the east. |
| 88019 | In brief, for so the season bids us be, |
| 88020 | Prepare thy battle early in the morning, |
| 88021 | And put thy fortune to the arbitrement |
| 88022 | Of bloody strokes and mortal-staring war. |
| 88023 | I, as I may-that which I would I cannot- |
| 88024 | With best advantage will deceive the time |
| 88025 | And aid thee in this doubtful shock of arms; |
| 88026 | But on thy side I may not be too forward, |
| 88027 | Lest, being seen, thy brother, tender George, |
| 88028 | Be executed in his father's sight. |
| 88029 | Farewell; the leisure and the fearful time |
| 88030 | Cuts off the ceremonious vows of love |
| 88031 | And ample interchange of sweet discourse |
| 88032 | Which so-long-sund'red friends should dwel... |
| 88033 | God give us leisure for these rites of love! |
| 88034 | Once more, adieu; be valiant, and speed well! |
| 88035 | RICHMOND. Good lords, conduct him to his reg... |
| 88036 | I'll strive with troubled thoughts to take... |
| 88037 | Lest leaden slumber peise me down to-morrow |
| 88038 | When I should mount with wings of victory. |
| 88039 | Once more, good night, kind lords and gent... |
| 88040 | Exeun... |
| 88041 | O Thou, whose captain I account myself, |
| 88042 | Look on my forces with a gracious eye; |
| 88043 | Put in their hands Thy bruising irons of w... |
| 88044 | That they may crush down with a heavy fall |
| 88045 | The usurping helmets of our adversaries! |
| 88046 | Make us Thy ministers of chastisement, |
| 88047 | That we may praise Thee in the victory! |
| 88048 | To Thee I do commend my watchful soul |
| 88049 | Ere I let fall the windows of mine eyes. |
| 88050 | Sleeping and waking, O, defend me still! ... |
| 88051 | Enter the GHOST Of YOUNG PRINCE ED... |
| 88052 | son to HENRY THE SIXTH |
| 88053 | GHOST. [To RICHARD] Let me sit heavy on th... |
| 88054 | to-morrow! |
| 88055 | Think how thou stabb'dst me in my prime of... |
| 88056 | At Tewksbury; despair, therefore, and die! |
| 88057 | [To RICHMOND] Be cheerful, Richmond; for ... |
| 88058 | souls |
| 88059 | Of butcher'd princes fight in thy behalf. |
| 88060 | King Henry's issue, Richmond, comforts thee. |
| 88061 | Enter the GHOST of HENRY THE SIXTH |
| 88062 | GHOST. [To RICHARD] When I was mortal, my ... |
| 88063 | body |
| 88064 | By thee was punched full of deadly holes. |
| 88065 | Think on the Tower and me. Despair, and die. |
| 88066 | Harry the Sixth bids thee despair and die. |
| 88067 | [To RICHMOND] Virtuous and holy, be thou ... |
| 88068 | Harry, that prophesied thou shouldst be King, |
| 88069 | Doth comfort thee in thy sleep. Live and f... |
| 88070 | Enter the GHOST of CLARENCE |
| 88071 | GHOST. [To RICHARD] Let me sit heavy in th... |
| 88072 | to-morrow! I that was wash'd to death with... |
| 88073 | Poor Clarence, by thy guile betray'd to de... |
| 88074 | To-morrow in the battle think on me, |
| 88075 | And fall thy edgeless sword. Despair and die! |
| 88076 | [To RICHMOND] Thou offspring of the house... |
| 88077 | The wronged heirs of York do pray for thee. |
| 88078 | Good angels guard thy battle! Live and flo... |
| 88079 | Enter the GHOSTS of RIVERS, GREY, a... |
| 88080 | GHOST OF RIVERS. [To RICHARD] Let me sit h... |
| 88081 | soul to-morrow, |
| 88082 | Rivers that died at Pomfret! Despair and die! |
| 88083 | GHOST OF GREY. [To RICHARD] Think upon Grey,... |
| 88084 | thy soul despair! |
| 88085 | GHOST OF VAUGHAN. [To RICHARD] Think upon ... |
| 88086 | and with guilty fear |
| 88087 | Let fall thy lance. Despair and die! |
| 88088 | ALL. [To RICHMOND] Awake, and think our wr... |
| 88089 | Richard's bosom |
| 88090 | Will conquer him. Awake and win the day. |
| 88091 | Enter the GHOST of HASTINGS |
| 88092 | GHOST. [To RICHARD] Bloody and guilty, gui... |
| 88093 | And in a bloody battle end thy days! |
| 88094 | Think on Lord Hastings. Despair and die. |
| 88095 | [To RICHMOND] Quiet untroubled soul, awa... |
| 88096 | Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England'... |
| 88097 | Enter the GHOSTS of the two young PRI... |
| 88098 | GHOSTS. [To RICHARD] Dream on thy cousins ... |
| 88099 | the Tower. |
| 88100 | Let us be lead within thy bosom, Richard, |
| 88101 | And weigh thee down to ruin, shame, and de... |
| 88102 | Thy nephews' souls bid thee despair and die. |
| 88103 | [To RICHMOND] Sleep, Richmond, sleep in p... |
| 88104 | wake in joy; |
| 88105 | Good angels guard thee from the boar's annoy! |
| 88106 | Live, and beget a happy race of kings! |
| 88107 | Edward's unhappy sons do bid thee flourish. |
| 88108 | Enter the GHOST of LADY ANNE, his wife |
| 88109 | GHOST. [To RICHARD] Richard, thy wife, tha... |
| 88110 | Anne thy wife |
| 88111 | That never slept a quiet hour with thee |
| 88112 | Now fills thy sleep with perturbations. |
| 88113 | To-morrow in the battle think on me, |
| 88114 | And fall thy edgeless sword. Despair and die. |
| 88115 | [To RICHMOND] Thou quiet soul, sleep thou... |
| 88116 | Dream of success and happy victory. |
| 88117 | Thy adversary's wife doth pray for thee. |
| 88118 | Enter the GHOST of BUCKINGHAM |
| 88119 | GHOST. [To RICHARD] The first was I that h... |
| 88120 | to the crown; |
| 88121 | The last was I that felt thy tyranny. |
| 88122 | O, in the battle think on Buckingham, |
| 88123 | And die in terror of thy guiltiness! |
| 88124 | Dream on, dream on of bloody deeds and death; |
| 88125 | Fainting, despair; despairing, yield thy b... |
| 88126 | [To RICHMOND] I died for hope ere I could... |
| 88127 | But cheer thy heart and be thou not dismay... |
| 88128 | God and good angels fight on Richmond's side; |
| 88129 | And Richard falls in height of all his pride. |
| 88130 | [The GHOSTS vanish. RICHARD starts... |
| 88131 | KING RICHARD. Give me another horse. Bind up... |
| 88132 | Have mercy, Jesu! Soft! I did but dream. |
| 88133 | O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict... |
| 88134 | The lights burn blue. It is now dead midni... |
| 88135 | Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling f... |
| 88136 | What do I fear? Myself? There's none else by. |
| 88137 | Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. |
| 88138 | Is there a murderer here? No-yes, I am. |
| 88139 | Then fly. What, from myself? Great reason ... |
| 88140 | Lest I revenge. What, myself upon myself! |
| 88141 | Alack, I love myself. Wherefore? For any good |
| 88142 | That I myself have done unto myself? |
| 88143 | O, no! Alas, I rather hate myself |
| 88144 | For hateful deeds committed by myself! |
| 88145 | I am a villain; yet I lie, I am not. |
| 88146 | Fool, of thyself speak well. Fool, do not ... |
| 88147 | My conscience hath a thousand several tong... |
| 88148 | And every tongue brings in a several tale, |
| 88149 | And every tale condemns me for a villain. |
| 88150 | Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; |
| 88151 | Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree; |
| 88152 | All several sins, all us'd in each degree, |
| 88153 | Throng to the bar, crying all 'Guilty! gui... |
| 88154 | I shall despair. There is no creature love... |
| 88155 | And if I die no soul will pity me: |
| 88156 | And wherefore should they, since that I my... |
| 88157 | Find in myself no pity to myself? |
| 88158 | Methought the souls of all that I had murd... |
| 88159 | Came to my tent, and every one did threat |
| 88160 | To-morrow's vengeance on the head of Richard. |
| 88161 | Enter RATCLIFF |
| 88162 | RATCLIFF. My lord! |
| 88163 | KING RICHARD. Zounds, who is there? |
| 88164 | RATCLIFF. Ratcliff, my lord; 'tis I. The ear... |
| 88165 | Hath twice done salutation to the morn; |
| 88166 | Your friends are up and buckle on their ar... |
| 88167 | KING RICHARD. O Ratcliff, I have dream'd a f... |
| 88168 | What think'st thou-will our friends prove ... |
| 88169 | RATCLIFF. No doubt, my lord. |
| 88170 | KING RICHARD. O Ratcliff, I fear, I fear. |
| 88171 | RATCLIFF. Nay, good my lord, be not afraid o... |
| 88172 | KING RICHARD By the apostle Paul, shadows to... |
| 88173 | Have stuck more terror to the soul of Richard |
| 88174 | Than can the substance of ten thousand sol... |
| 88175 | Armed in proof and led by shallow Richmond. |
| 88176 | 'Tis not yet near day. Come, go with me; |
| 88177 | Under our tents I'll play the eaves-dropper, |
| 88178 | To see if any mean to shrink from me. ... |
| 88179 | Enter the LORDS to RICHMOND sitting ... |
| 88180 | LORDS. Good morrow, Richmond! |
| 88181 | RICHMOND. Cry mercy, lords and watchful gent... |
| 88182 | That you have ta'en a tardy sluggard here. |
| 88183 | LORDS. How have you slept, my lord? |
| 88184 | RICHMOND. The sweetest sleep and fairest-bod... |
| 88185 | That ever ent'red in a drowsy head |
| 88186 | Have I since your departure had, my lords. |
| 88187 | Methought their souls whose bodies Richard... |
| 88188 | Came to my tent and cried on victory. |
| 88189 | I promise you my soul is very jocund |
| 88190 | In the remembrance of so fair a dream. |
| 88191 | How far into the morning is it, lords? |
| 88192 | LORDS. Upon the stroke of four. |
| 88193 | RICHMOND. Why, then 'tis time to arm and giv... |
| 88194 | His ORATION to his SOLDIERS |
| 88195 | More than I have said, loving countrymen, |
| 88196 | The leisure and enforcement of the time |
| 88197 | Forbids to dwell upon; yet remember this: |
| 88198 | God and our good cause fight upon our side; |
| 88199 | The prayers of holy saints and wronged souls, |
| 88200 | Like high-rear'd bulwarks, stand before ou... |
| 88201 | Richard except, those whom we fight against |
| 88202 | Had rather have us win than him they follow. |
| 88203 | For what is he they follow? Truly, gentlemen, |
| 88204 | A bloody tyrant and a homicide; |
| 88205 | One rais'd in blood, and one in blood esta... |
| 88206 | One that made means to come by what he hath, |
| 88207 | And slaughtered those that were the means ... |
| 88208 | A base foul stone, made precious by the foil |
| 88209 | Of England's chair, where he is falsely set; |
| 88210 | One that hath ever been God's enemy. |
| 88211 | Then if you fight against God's enemy, |
| 88212 | God will in justice ward you as his soldiers; |
| 88213 | If you do sweat to put a tyrant down, |
| 88214 | You sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain; |
| 88215 | If you do fight against your country's foes, |
| 88216 | Your country's foes shall pay your pains t... |
| 88217 | If you do fight in safeguard of your wives, |
| 88218 | Your wives shall welcome home the conquerors; |
| 88219 | If you do free your children from the sword, |
| 88220 | Your children's children quits it in your ... |
| 88221 | Then, in the name of God and all these rig... |
| 88222 | Advance your standards, draw your willing ... |
| 88223 | For me, the ransom of my bold attempt |
| 88224 | Shall be this cold corpse on the earth's c... |
| 88225 | But if I thrive, the gain of my attempt |
| 88226 | The least of you shall share his part ther... |
| 88227 | Sound drums and trumpets boldly and cheerf... |
| 88228 | God and Saint George! Richmond and victory... |
| 88229 | Re-enter KING RICHARD, RATCLIFF, at... |
| 88230 | and forces |
| 88231 | KING RICHARD. What said Northumberland as to... |
| 88232 | Richmond? |
| 88233 | RATCLIFF. That he was never trained up in arms. |
| 88234 | KING RICHARD. He said the truth; and what sa... |
| 88235 | then? |
| 88236 | RATCLIFF. He smil'd, and said 'The better fo... |
| 88237 | KING He was in the right; and so indeed it is. |
| 88238 | ... |
| 88239 | Tell the clock there. Give me a calendar. |
| 88240 | Who saw the sun to-day? |
| 88241 | RATCLIFF. Not I, my lord. |
| 88242 | KING RICHARD. Then he disdains to shine; for... |
| 88243 | He should have brav'd the east an hour ago. |
| 88244 | A black day will it be to somebody. |
| 88245 | Ratcliff! |
| 88246 | RATCLIFF. My lord? |
| 88247 | KING RICHARD. The sun will not be seen to-day; |
| 88248 | The sky doth frown and lour upon our army. |
| 88249 | I would these dewy tears were from the gro... |
| 88250 | Not shine to-day! Why, what is that to me |
| 88251 | More than to Richmond? For the selfsame he... |
| 88252 | That frowns on me looks sadly upon him. |
| 88253 | Enter NORFOLK |
| 88254 | NORFOLK. Arm, arm, my lord; the foe vaunts i... |
| 88255 | KING RICHARD. Come, bustle, bustle; capariso... |
| 88256 | Call up Lord Stanley, bid him bring his po... |
| 88257 | I will lead forth my soldiers to the plain, |
| 88258 | And thus my battle shall be ordered: |
| 88259 | My foreward shall be drawn out all in length, |
| 88260 | Consisting equally of horse and foot; |
| 88261 | Our archers shall be placed in the midst. |
| 88262 | John Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Earl of Surrey, |
| 88263 | Shall have the leading of this foot and ho... |
| 88264 | They thus directed, we will follow |
| 88265 | In the main battle, whose puissance on eit... |
| 88266 | Shall be well winged with our chiefest horse. |
| 88267 | This, and Saint George to boot! What think... |
| 88268 | Norfolk? |
| 88269 | NORFOLK. A good direction, warlike sovereign. |
| 88270 | This found I on my tent this morning. |
| 88271 | [He sh... |
| 88272 | KING RICHARD. ... |
| 88273 | 'Jockey of Norfolk, be not so bold, |
| 88274 | For Dickon thy master is bought and sold.' |
| 88275 | A thing devised by the enemy. |
| 88276 | Go, gentlemen, every man unto his charge. |
| 88277 | Let not our babbling dreams affright our s... |
| 88278 | Conscience is but a word that cowards use, |
| 88279 | Devis'd at first to keep the strong in awe. |
| 88280 | Our strong arms be our conscience, swords ... |
| 88281 | March on, join bravely, let us to it pell-... |
| 88282 | If not to heaven, then hand in hand to hell. |
| 88283 | His ORATION to his ARMY |
| 88284 | What shall I say more than I have inferr'd? |
| 88285 | Remember whom you are to cope withal- |
| 88286 | A sort of vagabonds, rascals, and runaways, |
| 88287 | A scum of Britaines, and base lackey peasa... |
| 88288 | Whom their o'er-cloyed country vomits forth |
| 88289 | To desperate adventures and assur'd destru... |
| 88290 | You sleeping safe, they bring to you unrest; |
| 88291 | You having lands, and bless'd with beauteo... |
| 88292 | They would restrain the one, distain the o... |
| 88293 | And who doth lead them but a paltry fellow, |
| 88294 | Long kept in Britaine at our mother's cost? |
| 88295 | A milk-sop, one that never in his life |
| 88296 | Felt so much cold as over shoes in snow? |
| 88297 | Let's whip these stragglers o'er the seas ... |
| 88298 | Lash hence these over-weening rags of France, |
| 88299 | These famish'd beggars, weary of their lives; |
| 88300 | Who, but for dreaming on this fond exploit, |
| 88301 | For want of means, poor rats, had hang'd t... |
| 88302 | If we be conquered, let men conquer us, |
| 88303 | And not these bastard Britaines, whom our ... |
| 88304 | Have in their own land beaten, bobb'd, and... |
| 88305 | And, in record, left them the heirs of shame. |
| 88306 | Shall these enjoy our lands? lie with our ... |
| 88307 | Ravish our daughters? [Drum afar off] Ha... |
| 88308 | drum. |
| 88309 | Fight, gentlemen of England! Fight, bold y... |
| 88310 | Draw, archers, draw your arrows to the head! |
| 88311 | Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in b... |
| 88312 | Amaze the welkin with your broken staves! |
| 88313 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 88314 | What says Lord Stanley? Will he bring his ... |
| 88315 | MESSENGER. My lord, he doth deny to come. |
| 88316 | KING RICHARD. Off with his son George's head! |
| 88317 | NORFOLK. My lord, the enemy is pass'd the ma... |
| 88318 | After the battle let George Stanley die. |
| 88319 | KING RICHARD. A thousand hearts are great wi... |
| 88320 | bosom. |
| 88321 | Advance our standards, set upon our foes; |
| 88322 | Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint Ge... |
| 88323 | Inspire us with the spleen of fiery dragons! |
| 88324 | Upon them! Victory sits on our helms. ... |
| 88325 | SCENE 4. |
| 88326 | Another part of the field |
| 88327 | Alarum; excursions. Enter NORFOLK and forces; ... |
| 88328 | CATESBY. Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue,... |
| 88329 | The King enacts more wonders than a man, |
| 88330 | Daring an opposite to every danger. |
| 88331 | His horse is slain, and all on foot he fig... |
| 88332 | Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death. |
| 88333 | Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost. |
| 88334 | Alarums. Enter KING RICHARD |
| 88335 | KING RICHARD. A horse! a horse! my kingdom f... |
| 88336 | CATESBY. Withdraw, my lord! I'll help you to... |
| 88337 | KING RICHARD. Slave, I have set my life upon... |
| 88338 | And I Will stand the hazard of the die. |
| 88339 | I think there be six Richmonds in the field; |
| 88340 | Five have I slain to-day instead of him. |
| 88341 | A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! ... |
| 88342 | SCENE 5. |
| 88343 | Another part of the field |
| 88344 | Alarum. Enter RICHARD and RICHMOND; they fight... |
| 88345 | Retreat and flourish. Enter RICHMOND, DERBY be... |
| 88346 | with other LORDS |
| 88347 | RICHMOND. God and your arms be prais'd, vict... |
| 88348 | The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead. |
| 88349 | DERBY. Courageous Richmond, well hast thou a... |
| 88350 | Lo, here, this long-usurped royalty |
| 88351 | From the dead temples of this bloody wretch |
| 88352 | Have I pluck'd off, to grace thy brows wit... |
| 88353 | Wear it, enjoy it, and make much of it. |
| 88354 | RICHMOND. Great God of heaven, say Amen to all! |
| 88355 | But, teLL me is young George Stanley living. |
| 88356 | DERBY. He is, my lord, and safe in Leicester... |
| 88357 | Whither, if it please you, we may now with... |
| 88358 | RICHMOND. What men of name are slain on eith... |
| 88359 | DERBY. John Duke of Norfolk, Walter Lord Fer... |
| 88360 | Sir Robert Brakenbury, and Sir William Bra... |
| 88361 | RICHMOND. Inter their bodies as becomes thei... |
| 88362 | Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers fled |
| 88363 | That in submission will return to us. |
| 88364 | And then, as we have ta'en the sacrament, |
| 88365 | We will unite the white rose and the red. |
| 88366 | Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction, |
| 88367 | That long have frown'd upon their emnity! |
| 88368 | What traitor hears me, and says not Amen? |
| 88369 | England hath long been mad, and scarr'd he... |
| 88370 | The brother blindly shed the brother's blood, |
| 88371 | The father rashly slaughter'd his own son, |
| 88372 | The son, compell'd, been butcher to the sire; |
| 88373 | All this divided York and Lancaster, |
| 88374 | Divided in their dire division, |
| 88375 | O, now let Richmond and Elizabeth, |
| 88376 | The true succeeders of each royal house, |
| 88377 | By God's fair ordinance conjoin together! |
| 88378 | And let their heirs, God, if thy will be so, |
| 88379 | Enrich the time to come with smooth-fac'd ... |
| 88380 | With smiling plenty, and fair prosperous d... |
| 88381 | Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord, |
| 88382 | That would reduce these bloody days again |
| 88383 | And make poor England weep in streams of b... |
| 88384 | Let them not live to taste this land's inc... |
| 88385 | That would with treason wound this fair la... |
| 88386 | Now civil wounds are stopp'd, peace lives ... |
| 88387 | That she may long live here, God say Amen!... |
| 88388 | THE END |
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| 88398 | THE TRAGEDY OF ROMEO AND JULIET |
| 88399 | by William Shakespeare |
| 88400 | Dramatis Personae |
| 88401 | Chorus. |
| 88402 | Escalus, Prince of Verona. |
| 88403 | Paris, a young Count, kinsman to the Prince. |
| 88404 | Montague, heads of two houses at variance wi... |
| 88405 | Capulet, heads of two houses at variance wit... |
| 88406 | An old Man, of the Capulet family. |
| 88407 | Romeo, son to Montague. |
| 88408 | Tybalt, nephew to Lady Capulet. |
| 88409 | Mercutio, kinsman to the Prince and friend t... |
| 88410 | Benvolio, nephew to Montague, and friend to ... |
| 88411 | Tybalt, nephew to Lady Capulet. |
| 88412 | Friar Laurence, Franciscan. |
| 88413 | Friar John, Franciscan. |
| 88414 | Balthasar, servant to Romeo. |
| 88415 | Abram, servant to Montague. |
| 88416 | Sampson, servant to Capulet. |
| 88417 | Gregory, servant to Capulet. |
| 88418 | Peter, servant to Juliet's nurse. |
| 88419 | An Apothecary. |
| 88420 | Three Musicians. |
| 88421 | An Officer. |
| 88422 | Lady Montague, wife to Montague. |
| 88423 | Lady Capulet, wife to Capulet. |
| 88424 | Juliet, daughter to Capulet. |
| 88425 | Nurse to Juliet. |
| 88426 | Citizens of Verona; Gentlemen and Gentlewome... |
| 88427 | Maskers, Torchbearers, Pages, Guards, Watc... |
| 88428 | Attendants. |
| 88429 | SCENE.--Verona; Ma... |
| 88430 | THE PROLOGUE |
| 88431 | Enter Chorus. |
| 88432 | Chor. Two households, both alike in dignity, |
| 88433 | In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, |
| 88434 | From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, |
| 88435 | Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. |
| 88436 | From forth the fatal loins of these two foes |
| 88437 | A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their l... |
| 88438 | Whose misadventur'd piteous overthrows |
| 88439 | Doth with their death bury their parents' ... |
| 88440 | The fearful passage of their death-mark'd ... |
| 88441 | And the continuance of their parents' rage, |
| 88442 | Which, but their children's end, naught co... |
| 88443 | Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage; |
| 88444 | The which if you with patient ears attend, |
| 88445 | What here shall miss, our toil shall striv... |
| 88446 | ... |
| 88447 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 88448 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
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| 88451 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 88452 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 88455 | ACT I. Scene I. |
| 88456 | Verona. A public place. |
| 88457 | Enter Sampson and Gregory (with swords and buc... |
| 88458 | Samp. Gregory, on my word, we'll not carry c... |
| 88459 | Greg. No, for then we should be colliers. |
| 88460 | Samp. I mean, an we be in choler, we'll draw. |
| 88461 | Greg. Ay, while you live, draw your neck out... |
| 88462 | Samp. I strike quickly, being moved. |
| 88463 | Greg. But thou art not quickly moved to strike. |
| 88464 | Samp. A dog of the house of Montague moves me. |
| 88465 | Greg. To move is to stir, and to be valiant ... |
| 88466 | Therefore, if thou art moved, thou runn'st... |
| 88467 | Samp. A dog of that house shall move me to s... |
| 88468 | wall of any man or maid of Montague's. |
| 88469 | Greg. That shows thee a weak slave; for the ... |
| 88470 | wall. |
| 88471 | Samp. 'Tis true; and therefore women, being ... |
| 88472 | ever thrust to the wall. Therefore I will ... |
| 88473 | from the wall and thrust his maids to the ... |
| 88474 | Greg. The quarrel is between our masters and... |
| 88475 | Samp. 'Tis all one. I will show myself a tyr... |
| 88476 | with the men, I will be cruel with the mai... |
| 88477 | their heads. |
| 88478 | Greg. The heads of the maids? |
| 88479 | Samp. Ay, the heads of the maids, or their m... |
| 88480 | Take it in what sense thou wilt. |
| 88481 | Greg. They must take it in sense that feel it. |
| 88482 | Samp. Me they shall feel while I am able to ... |
| 88483 | am a pretty piece of flesh. |
| 88484 | Greg. 'Tis well thou art not fish; if thou h... |
| 88485 | poor-John. Draw thy tool! Here comes two o... |
| 88486 | Montagues. |
| 88487 | Enter two other Servingmen [Abram a... |
| 88488 | Samp. My naked weapon is out. Quarrel! I wil... |
| 88489 | Greg. How? turn thy back and run? |
| 88490 | Samp. Fear me not. |
| 88491 | Greg. No, marry. I fear thee! |
| 88492 | Samp. Let us take the law of our sides; let ... |
| 88493 | Greg. I will frown as I pass by, and let the... |
| 88494 | Samp. Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thum... |
| 88495 | disgrace to them, if they bear it. |
| 88496 | Abr. Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? |
| 88497 | Samp. I do bite my thumb, sir. |
| 88498 | Abr. Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? |
| 88499 | Samp. [aside to Gregory] Is the law of our s... |
| 88500 | Greg. [aside to Sampson] No. |
| 88501 | Samp. No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you... |
| 88502 | thumb, sir. |
| 88503 | Greg. Do you quarrel, sir? |
| 88504 | Abr. Quarrel, sir? No, sir. |
| 88505 | Samp. But if you do, sir, am for you. I serv... |
| 88506 | Abr. No better. |
| 88507 | Samp. Well, sir. |
| 88508 | Enter Benvolio. |
| 88509 | Greg. [aside to Sampson] Say 'better.' Here ... |
| 88510 | master's kinsmen. |
| 88511 | Samp. Yes, better, sir. |
| 88512 | Abr. You lie. |
| 88513 | Samp. Draw, if you be men. Gregory, remember... |
| 88514 | ... |
| 88515 | Ben. Part, fools! [Beats down their swords.] |
| 88516 | Put up your swords. You know not what you do. |
| 88517 | Enter Tybalt. |
| 88518 | Tyb. What, art thou drawn among these heartl... |
| 88519 | Turn thee Benvolio! look upon thy death. |
| 88520 | Ben. I do but keep the peace. Put up thy sword, |
| 88521 | Or manage it to part these men with me. |
| 88522 | Tyb. What, drawn, and talk of peace? I hate ... |
| 88523 | As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee. |
| 88524 | Have at thee, coward! ... |
| 88525 | Enter an officer, and three or four Citiz... |
| 88526 | partisans. |
| 88527 | Officer. Clubs, bills, and partisans! Strike... |
| 88528 | Citizens. Down with the Capulets! Down with ... |
| 88529 | Enter Old Capulet in his gown, and ... |
| 88530 | Cap. What noise is this? Give me my long swo... |
| 88531 | Wife. A crutch, a crutch! Why call you for a... |
| 88532 | Cap. My sword, I say! Old Montague is come |
| 88533 | And flourishes his blade in spite of me. |
| 88534 | Enter Old Montague and his Wife. |
| 88535 | Mon. Thou villain Capulet!- Hold me not, let... |
| 88536 | M. Wife. Thou shalt not stir one foot to see... |
| 88537 | Enter Prince Escalus, with his... |
| 88538 | Prince. Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace, |
| 88539 | Profaners of this neighbour-stained steel- |
| 88540 | Will they not hear? What, ho! you men, you... |
| 88541 | That quench the fire of your pernicious rage |
| 88542 | With purple fountains issuing from your ve... |
| 88543 | On pain of torture, from those bloody hands |
| 88544 | Throw your mistempered weapons to the ground |
| 88545 | And hear the sentence of your moved prince. |
| 88546 | Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word |
| 88547 | By thee, old Capulet, and Montague, |
| 88548 | Have thrice disturb'd the quiet of our str... |
| 88549 | And made Verona's ancient citizens |
| 88550 | Cast by their grave beseeming ornaments |
| 88551 | To wield old partisans, in hands as old, |
| 88552 | Cank'red with peace, to part your cank'red... |
| 88553 | If ever you disturb our streets again, |
| 88554 | Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the pe... |
| 88555 | For this time all the rest depart away. |
| 88556 | You, Capulet, shall go along with me; |
| 88557 | And, Montague, come you this afternoon, |
| 88558 | To know our farther pleasure in this case, |
| 88559 | To old Freetown, our common judgment place. |
| 88560 | Once more, on pain of death, all men depar... |
| 88561 | Exeunt [all but Montague, his Wi... |
| 88562 | Mon. Who set this ancient quarrel new abroach? |
| 88563 | Speak, nephew, were you by when it began? |
| 88564 | Ben. Here were the servants of your adversary |
| 88565 | And yours, close fighting ere I did approach. |
| 88566 | I drew to part them. In the instant came |
| 88567 | The fiery Tybalt, with his sword prepar'd; |
| 88568 | Which, as he breath'd defiance to my ears, |
| 88569 | He swung about his head and cut the winds, |
| 88570 | Who, nothing hurt withal, hiss'd him in sc... |
| 88571 | While we were interchanging thrusts and bl... |
| 88572 | Came more and more, and fought on part and... |
| 88573 | Till the Prince came, who parted either part. |
| 88574 | M. Wife. O, where is Romeo? Saw you him to-day? |
| 88575 | Right glad I am he was not at this fray. |
| 88576 | Ben. Madam, an hour before the worshipp'd sun |
| 88577 | Peer'd forth the golden window of the East, |
| 88578 | A troubled mind drave me to walk abroad; |
| 88579 | Where, underneath the grove of sycamore |
| 88580 | That westward rooteth from the city's side, |
| 88581 | So early walking did I see your son. |
| 88582 | Towards him I made; but he was ware of me |
| 88583 | And stole into the covert of the wood. |
| 88584 | I- measuring his affections by my own, |
| 88585 | Which then most sought where most might no... |
| 88586 | Being one too many by my weary self- |
| 88587 | Pursu'd my humour, not Pursuing his, |
| 88588 | And gladly shunn'd who gladly fled from me. |
| 88589 | Mon. Many a morning hath he there been seen, |
| 88590 | With tears augmenting the fresh morning's ... |
| 88591 | Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep... |
| 88592 | But all so soon as the all-cheering sun |
| 88593 | Should in the farthest East bean to draw |
| 88594 | The shady curtains from Aurora's bed, |
| 88595 | Away from light steals home my heavy son |
| 88596 | And private in his chamber pens himself, |
| 88597 | Shuts up his windows, locks fair daylight |
| 88598 | And makes himself an artificial night. |
| 88599 | Black and portentous must this humour prove |
| 88600 | Unless good counsel may the cause remove. |
| 88601 | Ben. My noble uncle, do you know the cause? |
| 88602 | Mon. I neither know it nor can learn of him |
| 88603 | Ben. Have you importun'd him by any means? |
| 88604 | Mon. Both by myself and many other friend; |
| 88605 | But he, his own affections' counsellor, |
| 88606 | Is to himself- I will not say how true- |
| 88607 | But to himself so secret and so close, |
| 88608 | So far from sounding and discovery, |
| 88609 | As is the bud bit with an envious worm |
| 88610 | Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air |
| 88611 | Or dedicate his beauty to the sun. |
| 88612 | Could we but learn from whence his sorrows... |
| 88613 | We would as willingly give cure as know. |
| 88614 | Enter Romeo. |
| 88615 | Ben. See, where he comes. So please you step... |
| 88616 | I'll know his grievance, or be much denied. |
| 88617 | Mon. I would thou wert so happy by thy stay |
| 88618 | To hear true shrift. Come, madam, let's aw... |
| 88619 | Exeunt [M... |
| 88620 | Ben. Good morrow, cousin. |
| 88621 | Rom. Is the day so young? |
| 88622 | Ben. But new struck nine. |
| 88623 | Rom. Ay me! sad hours seem long. |
| 88624 | Was that my father that went hence so fast? |
| 88625 | Ben. It was. What sadness lengthens Romeo's ... |
| 88626 | Rom. Not having that which having makes them... |
| 88627 | Ben. In love? |
| 88628 | Rom. Out- |
| 88629 | Ben. Of love? |
| 88630 | Rom. Out of her favour where I am in love. |
| 88631 | Ben. Alas that love, so gentle in his view, |
| 88632 | Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof! |
| 88633 | Rom. Alas that love, whose view is muffled s... |
| 88634 | Should without eyes see pathways to his will! |
| 88635 | Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was h... |
| 88636 | Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. |
| 88637 | Here's much to do with hate, but more with... |
| 88638 | Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate! |
| 88639 | O anything, of nothing first create! |
| 88640 | O heavy lightness! serious vanity! |
| 88641 | Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms! |
| 88642 | Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, ... |
| 88643 | Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is |
| 88644 | This love feel I, that feel no love in this. |
| 88645 | Dost thou not laugh? |
| 88646 | Ben. No, coz, I rather weep. |
| 88647 | Rom. Good heart, at what? |
| 88648 | Ben. At thy good heart's oppression. |
| 88649 | Rom. Why, such is love's transgression. |
| 88650 | Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast, |
| 88651 | Which thou wilt propagate, to have it prest |
| 88652 | With more of thine. This love that thou ha... |
| 88653 | Doth add more grief to too much of mine own. |
| 88654 | Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of si... |
| 88655 | Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' ... |
| 88656 | Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' ... |
| 88657 | What is it else? A madness most discreet, |
| 88658 | A choking gall, and a preserving sweet. |
| 88659 | Farewell, my coz. |
| 88660 | Ben. Soft! I will go along. |
| 88661 | An if you leave me so, you do me wrong. |
| 88662 | Rom. Tut! I have lost myself; I am not here: |
| 88663 | This is not Romeo, he's some other where. |
| 88664 | Ben. Tell me in sadness, who is that you love? |
| 88665 | Rom. What, shall I groan and tell thee? |
| 88666 | Ben. Groan? Why, no; |
| 88667 | But sadly tell me who. |
| 88668 | Rom. Bid a sick man in sadness make his will. |
| 88669 | Ah, word ill urg'd to one that is so ill! |
| 88670 | In sadness, cousin, I do love a woman. |
| 88671 | Ben. I aim'd so near when I suppos'd you lov'd. |
| 88672 | Rom. A right good markman! And she's fair I ... |
| 88673 | Ben. A right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest... |
| 88674 | Rom. Well, in that hit you miss. She'll not ... |
| 88675 | With Cupid's arrow. She hath Dian's wit, |
| 88676 | And, in strong proof of chastity well arm'd, |
| 88677 | From Love's weak childish bow she lives un... |
| 88678 | She will not stay the siege of loving term... |
| 88679 | Nor bide th' encounter of assailing eyes, |
| 88680 | Nor ope her lap to saint-seducing gold. |
| 88681 | O, she's rich in beauty; only poor |
| 88682 | That, when she dies, with beauty dies her ... |
| 88683 | Ben. Then she hath sworn that she will still... |
| 88684 | Rom. She hath, and in that sparing makes hug... |
| 88685 | For beauty, starv'd with her severity, |
| 88686 | Cuts beauty off from all posterity. |
| 88687 | She is too fair, too wise, wisely too fair, |
| 88688 | To merit bliss by making me despair. |
| 88689 | She hath forsworn to love, and in that vow |
| 88690 | Do I live dead that live to tell it now. |
| 88691 | Ben. Be rul'd by me: forget to think of her. |
| 88692 | Rom. O, teach me how I should forget to think! |
| 88693 | Ben. By giving liberty unto thine eyes. |
| 88694 | Examine other beauties. |
| 88695 | Rom. 'Tis the way |
| 88696 | To call hers (exquisite) in question more. |
| 88697 | These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' b... |
| 88698 | Being black puts us in mind they hide the ... |
| 88699 | He that is strucken blind cannot forget |
| 88700 | The precious treasure of his eyesight lost. |
| 88701 | Show me a mistress that is passing fair, |
| 88702 | What doth her beauty serve but as a note |
| 88703 | Where I may read who pass'd that passing f... |
| 88704 | Farewell. Thou canst not teach me to forget. |
| 88705 | Ben. I'll pay that doctrine, or else die in ... |
| 88706 | Scene II. |
| 88707 | A Street. |
| 88708 | Enter Capulet, County Paris, and [Servant] -th... |
| 88709 | Cap. But Montague is bound as well as I, |
| 88710 | In penalty alike; and 'tis not hard, I think, |
| 88711 | For men so old as we to keep the peace. |
| 88712 | Par. Of honourable reckoning are you both, |
| 88713 | And pity 'tis you liv'd at odds so long. |
| 88714 | But now, my lord, what say you to my suit? |
| 88715 | Cap. But saying o'er what I have said before: |
| 88716 | My child is yet a stranger in the world, |
| 88717 | She hath not seen the change of fourteen y... |
| 88718 | Let two more summers wither in their pride |
| 88719 | Ere we may think her ripe to be a bride. |
| 88720 | Par. Younger than she are happy mothers made. |
| 88721 | Cap. And too soon marr'd are those so early ... |
| 88722 | The earth hath swallowed all my hopes but ... |
| 88723 | She is the hopeful lady of my earth. |
| 88724 | But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart; |
| 88725 | My will to her consent is but a part. |
| 88726 | An she agree, within her scope of choice |
| 88727 | Lies my consent and fair according voice. |
| 88728 | This night I hold an old accustom'd feast, |
| 88729 | Whereto I have invited many a guest, |
| 88730 | Such as I love; and you among the store, |
| 88731 | One more, most welcome, makes my number more. |
| 88732 | At my poor house look to behold this night |
| 88733 | Earth-treading stars that make dark heaven... |
| 88734 | Such comfort as do lusty young men feel |
| 88735 | When well apparell'd April on the heel |
| 88736 | Of limping Winter treads, even such delight |
| 88737 | Among fresh female buds shall you this night |
| 88738 | Inherit at my house. Hear all, all see, |
| 88739 | And like her most whose merit most shall be; |
| 88740 | Which, on more view of many, mine, being one, |
| 88741 | May stand in number, though in reck'ning n... |
| 88742 | Come, go with me. [To Servant, giving him ... |
| 88743 | trudge about |
| 88744 | Through fair Verona; find those persons out |
| 88745 | Whose names are written there, and to them... |
| 88746 | My house and welcome on their pleasure stay- |
| 88747 | Exeunt [C... |
| 88748 | Serv. Find them out whose names are written ... |
| 88749 | that the shoemaker should meddle with his ... |
| 88750 | with his last, the fisher with his pencil ... |
| 88751 | his nets; but I am sent to find those pers... |
| 88752 | here writ, and can never find what names t... |
| 88753 | here writ. I must to the learned. In good ... |
| 88754 | Enter Benvolio and Romeo. |
| 88755 | Ben. Tut, man, one fire burns out another's ... |
| 88756 | One pain is lessoned by another's anguish; |
| 88757 | Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning; |
| 88758 | One desperate grief cures with another's l... |
| 88759 | Take thou some new infection to thy eye, |
| 88760 | And the rank poison of the old will die. |
| 88761 | Rom. Your plantain leaf is excellent for that. |
| 88762 | Ben. For what, I pray thee? |
| 88763 | Rom. For your broken shin. |
| 88764 | Ben. Why, Romeo, art thou mad? |
| 88765 | Rom. Not mad, but bound more than a madman is; |
| 88766 | Shut up in Prison, kept without my food, |
| 88767 | Whipp'd and tormented and- God-den, good f... |
| 88768 | Serv. God gi' go-den. I pray, sir, can you r... |
| 88769 | Rom. Ay, mine own fortune in my misery. |
| 88770 | Serv. Perhaps you have learned it without bo... |
| 88771 | read anything you see? |
| 88772 | Rom. Ay, If I know the letters and the langu... |
| 88773 | Serv. Ye say honestly. Rest you merry! |
| 88774 | Rom. Stay, fellow; I can read. ... |
| 88775 | 'Signior Martino and his wife and daught... |
| 88776 | County Anselmo and his beauteous sisters; |
| 88777 | The lady widow of Vitruvio; |
| 88778 | Signior Placentio and His lovely nieces; |
| 88779 | Mercutio and his brother Valentine; |
| 88780 | Mine uncle Capulet, his wife, and daught... |
| 88781 | My fair niece Rosaline and Livia; |
| 88782 | Signior Valentio and His cousin Tybalt; |
| 88783 | Lucio and the lively Helena.' |
| 88784 | [Gives back the paper.] A fair assembly. W... |
| 88785 | Serv. Up. |
| 88786 | Rom. Whither? |
| 88787 | Serv. To supper, to our house. |
| 88788 | Rom. Whose house? |
| 88789 | Serv. My master's. |
| 88790 | Rom. Indeed I should have ask'd you that bef... |
| 88791 | Serv. Now I'll tell you without asking. My m... |
| 88792 | Capulet; and if you be not of the house of... |
| 88793 | and crush a cup of wine. Rest you merry! ... |
| 88794 | Ben. At this same ancient feast of Capulet's |
| 88795 | Sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lov'st; |
| 88796 | With all the admired beauties of Verona. |
| 88797 | Go thither, and with unattainted eye |
| 88798 | Compare her face with some that I shall show, |
| 88799 | And I will make thee think thy swan a crow. |
| 88800 | Rom. When the devout religion of mine eye |
| 88801 | Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears ... |
| 88802 | And these, who, often drown'd, could never... |
| 88803 | Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars! |
| 88804 | One fairer than my love? The all-seeing sun |
| 88805 | Ne'er saw her match since first the world ... |
| 88806 | Ben. Tut! you saw her fair, none else being by, |
| 88807 | Herself pois'd with herself in either eye; |
| 88808 | But in that crystal scales let there be we... |
| 88809 | Your lady's love against some other maid |
| 88810 | That I will show you shining at this feast, |
| 88811 | And she shall scant show well that now see... |
| 88812 | Rom. I'll go along, no such sight to be shown, |
| 88813 | But to rejoice in splendour of my own. ... |
| 88814 | Scene III. |
| 88815 | Capulet's house. |
| 88816 | Enter Capulet's Wife, and Nurse. |
| 88817 | Wife. Nurse, where's my daughter? Call her f... |
| 88818 | Nurse. Now, by my maidenhead at twelve year ... |
| 88819 | I bade her come. What, lamb! what ladybird! |
| 88820 | God forbid! Where's this girl? What, Juliet! |
| 88821 | Enter Juliet. |
| 88822 | Jul. How now? Who calls? |
| 88823 | Nurse. Your mother. |
| 88824 | Jul. Madam, I am here. |
| 88825 | What is your will? |
| 88826 | Wife. This is the matter- Nurse, give leave ... |
| 88827 | We must talk in secret. Nurse, come back a... |
| 88828 | I have rememb'red me, thou's hear our coun... |
| 88829 | Thou knowest my daughter's of a pretty age. |
| 88830 | Nurse. Faith, I can tell her age unto an hour. |
| 88831 | Wife. She's not fourteen. |
| 88832 | Nurse. I'll lay fourteen of my teeth- |
| 88833 | And yet, to my teen be it spoken, I have b... |
| 88834 | She is not fourteen. How long is it now |
| 88835 | To Lammastide? |
| 88836 | Wife. A fortnight and odd days. |
| 88837 | Nurse. Even or odd, of all days in the year, |
| 88838 | Come Lammas Eve at night shall she be four... |
| 88839 | Susan and she (God rest all Christian souls!) |
| 88840 | Were of an age. Well, Susan is with God; |
| 88841 | She was too good for me. But, as I said, |
| 88842 | On Lammas Eve at night shall she be fourteen; |
| 88843 | That shall she, marry; I remember it well. |
| 88844 | 'Tis since the earthquake now eleven years; |
| 88845 | And she was wean'd (I never shall forget it), |
| 88846 | Of all the days of the year, upon that day; |
| 88847 | For I had then laid wormwood to my dug, |
| 88848 | Sitting in the sun under the dovehouse wall. |
| 88849 | My lord and you were then at Mantua. |
| 88850 | Nay, I do bear a brain. But, as I said, |
| 88851 | When it did taste the wormwood on the nipp... |
| 88852 | Of my dug and felt it bitter, pretty fool, |
| 88853 | To see it tetchy and fall out with the dug! |
| 88854 | Shake, quoth the dovehouse! 'Twas no need,... |
| 88855 | To bid me trudge. |
| 88856 | And since that time it is eleven years, |
| 88857 | For then she could stand high-lone; nay, b... |
| 88858 | She could have run and waddled all about; |
| 88859 | For even the day before, she broke her brow; |
| 88860 | And then my husband (God be with his soul! |
| 88861 | 'A was a merry man) took up the child. |
| 88862 | 'Yea,' quoth he, 'dost thou fall upon thy ... |
| 88863 | Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast mor... |
| 88864 | Wilt thou not, Jule?' and, by my holidam, |
| 88865 | The pretty wretch left crying, and said 'Ay.' |
| 88866 | To see now how a jest shall come about! |
| 88867 | I warrant, an I should live a thousand yeas, |
| 88868 | I never should forget it. 'Wilt thou not, ... |
| 88869 | And, pretty fool, it stinted, and said 'Ay.' |
| 88870 | Wife. Enough of this. I pray thee hold thy p... |
| 88871 | Nurse. Yes, madam. Yet I cannot choose but l... |
| 88872 | To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.' |
| 88873 | And yet, I warrant, it bad upon it brow |
| 88874 | A bump as big as a young cock'rel's stone; |
| 88875 | A perilous knock; and it cried bitterly. |
| 88876 | 'Yea,' quoth my husband, 'fall'st upon thy... |
| 88877 | Thou wilt fall backward when thou comest t... |
| 88878 | Wilt thou not, Jule?' It stinted, and said... |
| 88879 | Jul. And stint thou too, I pray thee, nurse,... |
| 88880 | Nurse. Peace, I have done. God mark thee to ... |
| 88881 | Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I n... |
| 88882 | An I might live to see thee married once, ... |
| 88883 | Wife. Marry, that 'marry' is the very theme |
| 88884 | I came to talk of. Tell me, daughter Juliet, |
| 88885 | How stands your disposition to be married? |
| 88886 | Jul. It is an honour that I dream not of. |
| 88887 | Nurse. An honour? Were not I thine only nurse, |
| 88888 | I would say thou hadst suck'd wisdom from ... |
| 88889 | Wife. Well, think of marriage now. Younger t... |
| 88890 | Here in Verona, ladies of esteem, |
| 88891 | Are made already mothers. By my count, |
| 88892 | I was your mother much upon these years |
| 88893 | That you are now a maid. Thus then in brief: |
| 88894 | The valiant Paris seeks you for his love. |
| 88895 | Nurse. A man, young lady! lady, such a man |
| 88896 | As all the world- why he's a man of wax. |
| 88897 | Wife. Verona's summer hath not such a flower. |
| 88898 | Nurse. Nay, he's a flower, in faith- a very ... |
| 88899 | Wife. What say you? Can you love the gentleman? |
| 88900 | This night you shall behold him at our feast. |
| 88901 | Read o'er the volume of young Paris' face, |
| 88902 | And find delight writ there with beauty's ... |
| 88903 | Examine every married lineament, |
| 88904 | And see how one another lends content; |
| 88905 | And what obscur'd in this fair volume lies |
| 88906 | Find written in the margent of his eyes, |
| 88907 | This precious book of love, this unbound l... |
| 88908 | To beautify him only lacks a cover. |
| 88909 | The fish lives in the sea, and 'tis much p... |
| 88910 | For fair without the fair within to hide. |
| 88911 | That book in many's eyes doth share the gl... |
| 88912 | That in gold clasps locks in the golden st... |
| 88913 | So shall you share all that he doth possess, |
| 88914 | By having him making yourself no less. |
| 88915 | Nurse. No less? Nay, bigger! Women grow by men |
| 88916 | Wife. Speak briefly, can you like of Paris' ... |
| 88917 | Jul. I'll look to like, if looking liking move; |
| 88918 | But no more deep will I endart mine eye |
| 88919 | Than your consent gives strength to make i... |
| 88920 | Enter Servingman. |
| 88921 | Serv. Madam, the guests are come, supper ser... |
| 88922 | young lady ask'd for, the nurse curs'd in ... |
| 88923 | everything in extremity. I must hence to w... |
| 88924 | follow straight. |
| 88925 | Wife. We follow thee. ... |
| 88926 | Juliet, the County stays. |
| 88927 | Nurse. Go, girl, seek happy nights to happy ... |
| 88928 | ... |
| 88929 | Scene IV. |
| 88930 | A street. |
| 88931 | Enter Romeo, Mercutio, Benvolio, with five or ... |
| 88932 | Rom. What, shall this speech be spoke for ou... |
| 88933 | Or shall we on without apology? |
| 88934 | Ben. The date is out of such prolixity. |
| 88935 | We'll have no Cupid hoodwink'd with a scarf, |
| 88936 | Bearing a Tartar's painted bow of lath, |
| 88937 | Scaring the ladies like a crowkeeper; |
| 88938 | Nor no without-book prologue, faintly spoke |
| 88939 | After the prompter, for our entrance; |
| 88940 | But, let them measure us by what they will, |
| 88941 | We'll measure them a measure, and be gone. |
| 88942 | Rom. Give me a torch. I am not for this ambl... |
| 88943 | Being but heavy, I will bear the light. |
| 88944 | Mer. Nay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance. |
| 88945 | Rom. Not I, believe me. You have dancing shoes |
| 88946 | With nimble soles; I have a soul of lead |
| 88947 | So stakes me to the ground I cannot move. |
| 88948 | Mer. You are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wings |
| 88949 | And soar with them above a common bound. |
| 88950 | Rom. I am too sore enpierced with his shaft |
| 88951 | To soar with his light feathers; and so bound |
| 88952 | I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe. |
| 88953 | Under love's heavy burthen do I sink. |
| 88954 | Mer. And, to sink in it, should you burthen ... |
| 88955 | Too great oppression for a tender thing. |
| 88956 | Rom. Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, |
| 88957 | Too rude, too boist'rous, and it pricks li... |
| 88958 | Mer. If love be rough with you, be rough wit... |
| 88959 | Prick love for pricking, and you beat love... |
| 88960 | Give me a case to put my visage in. |
| 88961 | A visor for a visor! What care I |
| 88962 | What curious eye doth quote deformities? |
| 88963 | Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me. |
| 88964 | Ben. Come, knock and enter; and no sooner in |
| 88965 | But every man betake him to his legs. |
| 88966 | Rom. A torch for me! Let wantons light of heart |
| 88967 | Tickle the senseless rushes with their hee... |
| 88968 | For I am proverb'd with a grandsire phrase, |
| 88969 | I'll be a candle-holder and look on; |
| 88970 | The game was ne'er so fair, and I am done. |
| 88971 | Mer. Tut! dun's the mouse, the constable's o... |
| 88972 | If thou art Dun, we'll draw thee from the ... |
| 88973 | Of this sir-reverence love, wherein thou s... |
| 88974 | Up to the ears. Come, we burn daylight, ho! |
| 88975 | Rom. Nay, that's not so. |
| 88976 | Mer. I mean, sir, in delay |
| 88977 | We waste our lights in vain, like lamps by... |
| 88978 | Take our good meaning, for our judgment sits |
| 88979 | Five times in that ere once in our five wits. |
| 88980 | Rom. And we mean well, in going to this masque; |
| 88981 | But 'tis no wit to go. |
| 88982 | Mer. Why, may one ask? |
| 88983 | Rom. I dreamt a dream to-night. |
| 88984 | Mer. And so did I. |
| 88985 | Rom. Well, what was yours? |
| 88986 | Mer. That dreamers often lie. |
| 88987 | Rom. In bed asleep, while they do dream thin... |
| 88988 | Mer. O, then I see Queen Mab hath been with ... |
| 88989 | She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes |
| 88990 | In shape no bigger than an agate stone |
| 88991 | On the forefinger of an alderman, |
| 88992 | Drawn with a team of little atomies |
| 88993 | Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep; |
| 88994 | Her wagon spokes made of long spinners' legs, |
| 88995 | The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers; |
| 88996 | Her traces, of the smallest spider's web; |
| 88997 | Her collars, of the moonshine's wat'ry beams; |
| 88998 | Her whip, of cricket's bone; the lash, of ... |
| 88999 | Her wagoner, a small grey-coated gnat, |
| 89000 | Not half so big as a round little worm |
| 89001 | Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid; |
| 89002 | Her chariot is an empty hazelnut, |
| 89003 | Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, |
| 89004 | Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. |
| 89005 | And in this state she 'gallops night by night |
| 89006 | Through lovers' brains, and then they drea... |
| 89007 | O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on cursi... |
| 89008 | O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream ... |
| 89009 | O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses ... |
| 89010 | Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plag... |
| 89011 | Because their breaths with sweetmeats tain... |
| 89012 | Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier's nose, |
| 89013 | And then dreams he of smelling out a suit; |
| 89014 | And sometime comes she with a tithe-pig's ... |
| 89015 | Tickling a parson's nose as 'a lies asleep, |
| 89016 | Then dreams he of another benefice. |
| 89017 | Sometimes she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, |
| 89018 | And then dreams he of cutting foreign thro... |
| 89019 | Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, |
| 89020 | Of healths five fadom deep; and then anon |
| 89021 | Drums in his ear, at which he starts and w... |
| 89022 | And being thus frighted, swears a prayer o... |
| 89023 | And sleeps again. This is that very Mab |
| 89024 | That plats the manes of horses in the night |
| 89025 | And bakes the elflocks in foul sluttish, h... |
| 89026 | Which once untangled much misfortune bodes |
| 89027 | This is the hag, when maids lie on their b... |
| 89028 | That presses them and learns them first to... |
| 89029 | Making them women of good carriage. |
| 89030 | This is she- |
| 89031 | Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace! |
| 89032 | Thou talk'st of nothing. |
| 89033 | Mer. True, I talk of dreams; |
| 89034 | Which are the children of an idle brain, |
| 89035 | Begot of nothing but vain fantasy; |
| 89036 | Which is as thin of substance as the air, |
| 89037 | And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes |
| 89038 | Even now the frozen bosom of the North |
| 89039 | And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, |
| 89040 | Turning his face to the dew-dropping South. |
| 89041 | Ben. This wind you talk of blows us from our... |
| 89042 | Supper is done, and we shall come too late. |
| 89043 | Rom. I fear, too early; for my mind misgives |
| 89044 | Some consequence, yet hanging in the stars, |
| 89045 | Shall bitterly begin his fearful date |
| 89046 | With this night's revels and expire the term |
| 89047 | Of a despised life, clos'd in my breast, |
| 89048 | By some vile forfeit of untimely death. |
| 89049 | But he that hath the steerage of my course |
| 89050 | Direct my sail! On, lusty gentlemen! |
| 89051 | Ben. Strike, drum. |
| 89052 | They march about th... |
| 89053 | Scene V. |
| 89054 | Capulet's house. |
| 89055 | Servingmen come forth with napkins. |
| 89056 | 1. Serv. Where's Potpan, that he helps not t... |
| 89057 | He shift a trencher! he scrape a trencher! |
| 89058 | 2. Serv. When good manners shall lie all in ... |
| 89059 | and they unwash'd too, 'tis a foul thing. |
| 89060 | 1. Serv. Away with the join-stools, remove t... |
| 89061 | to the plate. Good thou, save me a piece o... |
| 89062 | thou loves me, let the porter let in Susan... |
| 89063 | Anthony, and Potpan! |
| 89064 | 2. Serv. Ay, boy, ready. |
| 89065 | 1. Serv. You are look'd for and call'd for, ... |
| 89066 | for, in the great chamber. |
| 89067 | 3. Serv. We cannot be here and there too. Ch... |
| 89068 | Be brisk awhile, and the longer liver take... |
| 89069 | Enter the Maskers, Enter, [with Servants,]... |
| 89070 | Juliet, Tybalt, and all the Guests |
| 89071 | and Gentlewomen to the Maskers. |
| 89072 | Cap. Welcome, gentlemen! Ladies that have th... |
| 89073 | Unplagu'd with corns will have a bout with... |
| 89074 | Ah ha, my mistresses! which of you all |
| 89075 | Will now deny to dance? She that makes dai... |
| 89076 | She I'll swear hath corns. Am I come near ... |
| 89077 | Welcome, gentlemen! I have seen the day |
| 89078 | That I have worn a visor and could tell |
| 89079 | A whispering tale in a fair lady's ear, |
| 89080 | Such as would please. 'Tis gone, 'tis gone... |
| 89081 | You are welcome, gentlemen! Come, musician... |
| 89082 | A hall, a hall! give room! and foot it, gi... |
| 89083 | Music play... |
| 89084 | More light, you knaves! and turn the table... |
| 89085 | And quench the fire, the room is grown too... |
| 89086 | Ah, sirrah, this unlook'd-for sport comes ... |
| 89087 | Nay, sit, nay, sit, good cousin Capulet, |
| 89088 | For you and I are past our dancing days. |
| 89089 | How long is't now since last yourself and I |
| 89090 | Were in a mask? |
| 89091 | 2. Cap. By'r Lady, thirty years. |
| 89092 | Cap. What, man? 'Tis not so much, 'tis not s... |
| 89093 | 'Tis since the nuptial of Lucentio, |
| 89094 | Come Pentecost as quickly as it will, |
| 89095 | Some five-and-twenty years, and then we ma... |
| 89096 | 2. Cap. 'Tis more, 'tis more! His son is eld... |
| 89097 | His son is thirty. |
| 89098 | Cap. Will you tell me that? |
| 89099 | His son was but a ward two years ago. |
| 89100 | Rom. [to a Servingman] What lady's that, whi... |
| 89101 | Of yonder knight? |
| 89102 | Serv. I know not, sir. |
| 89103 | Rom. O, she doth teach the torches to burn b... |
| 89104 | It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night |
| 89105 | Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear- |
| 89106 | Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear! |
| 89107 | So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows |
| 89108 | As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows. |
| 89109 | The measure done, I'll watch her place of ... |
| 89110 | And, touching hers, make blessed my rude h... |
| 89111 | Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, s... |
| 89112 | For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. |
| 89113 | Tyb. This, by his voice, should be a Montague. |
| 89114 | Fetch me my rapier, boy. What, dares the s... |
| 89115 | Come hither, cover'd with an antic face, |
| 89116 | To fleer and scorn at our solemnity? |
| 89117 | Now, by the stock and honour of my kin, |
| 89118 | To strike him dead I hold it not a sin. |
| 89119 | Cap. Why, how now, kinsman? Wherefore storm ... |
| 89120 | Tyb. Uncle, this is a Montague, our foe; |
| 89121 | A villain, that is hither come in spite |
| 89122 | To scorn at our solemnity this night. |
| 89123 | Cap. Young Romeo is it? |
| 89124 | Tyb. 'Tis he, that villain Romeo. |
| 89125 | Cap. Content thee, gentle coz, let him alone. |
| 89126 | 'A bears him like a portly gentleman, |
| 89127 | And, to say truth, Verona brags of him |
| 89128 | To be a virtuous and well-govern'd youth. |
| 89129 | I would not for the wealth of all this town |
| 89130 | Here in my house do him disparagement. |
| 89131 | Therefore be patient, take no note of him. |
| 89132 | It is my will; the which if thou respect, |
| 89133 | Show a fair presence and put off these fro... |
| 89134 | An ill-beseeming semblance for a feast. |
| 89135 | Tyb. It fits when such a villain is a guest. |
| 89136 | I'll not endure him. |
| 89137 | Cap. He shall be endur'd. |
| 89138 | What, goodman boy? I say he shall. Go to! |
| 89139 | Am I the master here, or you? Go to! |
| 89140 | You'll not endure him? God shall mend my s... |
| 89141 | You'll make a mutiny among my guests! |
| 89142 | You will set cock-a-hoop! you'll be the man! |
| 89143 | Tyb. Why, uncle, 'tis a shame. |
| 89144 | Cap. Go to, go to! |
| 89145 | You are a saucy boy. Is't so, indeed? |
| 89146 | This trick may chance to scathe you. I kno... |
| 89147 | You must contrary me! Marry, 'tis time.- |
| 89148 | Well said, my hearts!- You are a princox- go! |
| 89149 | Be quiet, or- More light, more light!- For... |
| 89150 | I'll make you quiet; what!- Cheerly, my he... |
| 89151 | Tyb. Patience perforce with wilful choler me... |
| 89152 | Makes my flesh tremble in their different ... |
| 89153 | I will withdraw; but this intrusion shall, |
| 89154 | Now seeming sweet, convert to bitt'rest ga... |
| 89155 | Rom. If I profane with my unworthiest hand |
| 89156 | This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: |
| 89157 | My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand |
| 89158 | To smooth that rough touch with a tender k... |
| 89159 | Jul. Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand to... |
| 89160 | Which mannerly devotion shows in this; |
| 89161 | For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands... |
| 89162 | And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss. |
| 89163 | Rom. Have not saints lips, and holy palmers ... |
| 89164 | Jul. Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in... |
| 89165 | Rom. O, then, dear saint, let lips do what h... |
| 89166 | They pray; grant thou, lest faith turn to ... |
| 89167 | Jul. Saints do not move, though grant for pr... |
| 89168 | Rom. Then move not while my prayer's effect ... |
| 89169 | Thus from my lips, by thine my sin is purg... |
| 89170 | Jul. Then have my lips the sin that they hav... |
| 89171 | Rom. Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly ur... |
| 89172 | Give me my sin again. ... |
| 89173 | Jul. You kiss by th' book. |
| 89174 | Nurse. Madam, your mother craves a word with... |
| 89175 | Rom. What is her mother? |
| 89176 | Nurse. Marry, bachelor, |
| 89177 | Her mother is the lady of the house. |
| 89178 | And a good lady, and a wise and virtuous. |
| 89179 | I nurs'd her daughter that you talk'd withal. |
| 89180 | I tell you, he that can lay hold of her |
| 89181 | Shall have the chinks. |
| 89182 | Rom. Is she a Capulet? |
| 89183 | O dear account! my life is my foe's debt. |
| 89184 | Ben. Away, be gone; the sport is at the best. |
| 89185 | Rom. Ay, so I fear; the more is my unrest. |
| 89186 | Cap. Nay, gentlemen, prepare not to be gone; |
| 89187 | We have a trifling foolish banquet towards. |
| 89188 | Is it e'en so? Why then, I thank you all. |
| 89189 | I thank you, honest gentlemen. Good night. |
| 89190 | More torches here! [Exeunt Maskers.] Come ... |
| 89191 | Ah, sirrah, by my fay, it waxes late; |
| 89192 | I'll to my rest. |
| 89193 | Exeunt [all but ... |
| 89194 | Jul. Come hither, nurse. What is yond gentle... |
| 89195 | Nurse. The son and heir of old Tiberio. |
| 89196 | Jul. What's he that now is going out of door? |
| 89197 | Nurse. Marry, that, I think, be young Petruc... |
| 89198 | Jul. What's he that follows there, that woul... |
| 89199 | Nurse. I know not. |
| 89200 | Jul. Go ask his name.- If he be married, |
| 89201 | My grave is like to be my wedding bed. |
| 89202 | Nurse. His name is Romeo, and a Montague, |
| 89203 | The only son of your great enemy. |
| 89204 | Jul. My only love, sprung from my only hate! |
| 89205 | Too early seen unknown, and known too late! |
| 89206 | Prodigious birth of love it is to me |
| 89207 | That I must love a loathed enemy. |
| 89208 | Nurse. What's this? what's this? |
| 89209 | Jul. A rhyme I learnt even now |
| 89210 | Of one I danc'd withal. |
| 89211 | One calls... |
| 89212 | Nurse. Anon, anon! |
| 89213 | Come, let's away; the strangers all are go... |
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| 89222 | PROLOGUE |
| 89223 | Enter Chorus. |
| 89224 | Chor. Now old desire doth in his deathbed lie, |
| 89225 | And young affection gapes to be his heir; |
| 89226 | That fair for which love groan'd for and w... |
| 89227 | With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair. |
| 89228 | Now Romeo is belov'd, and loves again, |
| 89229 | Alike bewitched by the charm of looks; |
| 89230 | But to his foe suppos'd he must complain, |
| 89231 | And she steal love's sweet bait from fearf... |
| 89232 | Being held a foe, he may not have access |
| 89233 | To breathe such vows as lovers use to swear, |
| 89234 | And she as much in love, her means much less |
| 89235 | To meet her new beloved anywhere; |
| 89236 | But passion lends them power, time means, ... |
| 89237 | Temp'ring extremities with extreme sweet. |
| 89238 | Exit. |
| 89239 | ACT II. Scene I. |
| 89240 | A lane by the wall of Capulet's orchard. |
| 89241 | Enter Romeo alone. |
| 89242 | Rom. Can I go forward when my heart is here? |
| 89243 | Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre... |
| 89244 | [Climbs the wall and leap... |
| 89245 | Enter Benvolio with Mercutio. |
| 89246 | Ben. Romeo! my cousin Romeo! Romeo! |
| 89247 | Mer. He is wise, |
| 89248 | And, on my life, hath stol'n him home to bed. |
| 89249 | Ben. He ran this way, and leapt this orchard... |
| 89250 | Call, good Mercutio. |
| 89251 | Mer. Nay, I'll conjure too. |
| 89252 | Romeo! humours! madman! passion! lover! |
| 89253 | Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh; |
| 89254 | Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied! |
| 89255 | Cry but 'Ay me!' pronounce but 'love' and ... |
| 89256 | Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word, |
| 89257 | One nickname for her purblind son and heir, |
| 89258 | Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim |
| 89259 | When King Cophetua lov'd the beggar maid! |
| 89260 | He heareth not, he stirreth not, be moveth... |
| 89261 | The ape is dead, and I must conjure him. |
| 89262 | I conjure thee by Rosaline's bright eyes. |
| 89263 | By her high forehead and her scarlet lip, |
| 89264 | By her fine foot, straight leg, and quiver... |
| 89265 | And the demesnes that there adjacent lie, |
| 89266 | That in thy likeness thou appear to us! |
| 89267 | Ben. An if he hear thee, thou wilt anger him. |
| 89268 | Mer. This cannot anger him. 'Twould anger him |
| 89269 | To raise a spirit in his mistress' circle |
| 89270 | Of some strange nature, letting it there s... |
| 89271 | Till she had laid it and conjur'd it down. |
| 89272 | That were some spite; my invocation |
| 89273 | Is fair and honest: in his mistress' name, |
| 89274 | I conjure only but to raise up him. |
| 89275 | Ben. Come, he hath hid himself among these t... |
| 89276 | To be consorted with the humorous night. |
| 89277 | Blind is his love and best befits the dark. |
| 89278 | Mer. If love be blind, love cannot hit the m... |
| 89279 | Now will he sit under a medlar tree |
| 89280 | And wish his mistress were that kind of fruit |
| 89281 | As maids call medlars when they laugh alone. |
| 89282 | O, Romeo, that she were, O that she were |
| 89283 | An open et cetera, thou a pop'rin pear! |
| 89284 | Romeo, good night. I'll to my truckle-bed; |
| 89285 | This field-bed is too cold for me to sleep. |
| 89286 | Come, shall we go? |
| 89287 | Ben. Go then, for 'tis in vain |
| 89288 | 'To seek him here that means not to be found. |
| 89289 | ... |
| 89290 | Scene II. |
| 89291 | Capulet's orchard. |
| 89292 | Enter Romeo. |
| 89293 | Rom. He jests at scars that never felt a wound. |
| 89294 | Enter Juliet above at a w... |
| 89295 | But soft! What light through yonder window... |
| 89296 | It is the East, and Juliet is the sun! |
| 89297 | Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, |
| 89298 | Who is already sick and pale with grief |
| 89299 | That thou her maid art far more fair than ... |
| 89300 | Be not her maid, since she is envious. |
| 89301 | Her vestal livery is but sick and green, |
| 89302 | And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off. |
| 89303 | It is my lady; O, it is my love! |
| 89304 | O that she knew she were! |
| 89305 | She speaks, yet she says nothing. What of ... |
| 89306 | Her eye discourses; I will answer it. |
| 89307 | I am too bold; 'tis not to me she speaks. |
| 89308 | Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, |
| 89309 | Having some business, do entreat her eyes |
| 89310 | To twinkle in their spheres till they return. |
| 89311 | What if her eyes were there, they in her h... |
| 89312 | The brightness of her cheek would shame th... |
| 89313 | As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven |
| 89314 | Would through the airy region stream so br... |
| 89315 | That birds would sing and think it were no... |
| 89316 | See how she leans her cheek upon her hand! |
| 89317 | O that I were a glove upon that hand, |
| 89318 | That I might touch that cheek! |
| 89319 | Jul. Ay me! |
| 89320 | Rom. She speaks. |
| 89321 | O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art |
| 89322 | As glorious to this night, being o'er my h... |
| 89323 | As is a winged messenger of heaven |
| 89324 | Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes |
| 89325 | Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him |
| 89326 | When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds |
| 89327 | And sails upon the bosom of the air. |
| 89328 | Jul. O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? |
| 89329 | Deny thy father and refuse thy name! |
| 89330 | Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, |
| 89331 | And I'll no longer be a Capulet. |
| 89332 | Rom. [aside] Shall I hear more, or shall I s... |
| 89333 | Jul. 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy. |
| 89334 | Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. |
| 89335 | What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot, |
| 89336 | Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part |
| 89337 | Belonging to a man. O, be some other name! |
| 89338 | What's in a name? That which we call a rose |
| 89339 | By any other name would smell as sweet. |
| 89340 | So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, |
| 89341 | Retain that dear perfection which he owes |
| 89342 | Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name; |
| 89343 | And for that name, which is no part of thee, |
| 89344 | Take all myself. |
| 89345 | Rom. I take thee at thy word. |
| 89346 | Call me but love, and I'll be new baptiz'd; |
| 89347 | Henceforth I never will be Romeo. |
| 89348 | Jul. What man art thou that, thus bescreen'd... |
| 89349 | So stumblest on my counsel? |
| 89350 | Rom. By a name |
| 89351 | I know not how to tell thee who I am. |
| 89352 | My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself, |
| 89353 | Because it is an enemy to thee. |
| 89354 | Had I it written, I would tear the word. |
| 89355 | Jul. My ears have yet not drunk a hundred words |
| 89356 | Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the... |
| 89357 | Art thou not Romeo, and a Montague? |
| 89358 | Rom. Neither, fair saint, if either thee dis... |
| 89359 | Jul. How cam'st thou hither, tell me, and wh... |
| 89360 | The orchard walls are high and hard to climb, |
| 89361 | And the place death, considering who thou ... |
| 89362 | If any of my kinsmen find thee here. |
| 89363 | Rom. With love's light wings did I o'erperch... |
| 89364 | For stony limits cannot hold love out, |
| 89365 | And what love can do, that dares love atte... |
| 89366 | Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me. |
| 89367 | Jul. If they do see thee, they will murther ... |
| 89368 | Rom. Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye |
| 89369 | Than twenty of their swords! Look thou but... |
| 89370 | And I am proof against their enmity. |
| 89371 | Jul. I would not for the world they saw thee... |
| 89372 | Rom. I have night's cloak to hide me from th... |
| 89373 | And but thou love me, let them find me here. |
| 89374 | My life were better ended by their hate |
| 89375 | Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love. |
| 89376 | Jul. By whose direction found'st thou out th... |
| 89377 | Rom. By love, that first did prompt me to en... |
| 89378 | He lent me counsel, and I lent him eyes. |
| 89379 | I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far |
| 89380 | As that vast shore wash'd with the farthes... |
| 89381 | I would adventure for such merchandise. |
| 89382 | Jul. Thou knowest the mask of night is on my... |
| 89383 | Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek |
| 89384 | For that which thou hast heard me speak to... |
| 89385 | Fain would I dwell on form- fain, fain deny |
| 89386 | What I have spoke; but farewell compliment! |
| 89387 | Dost thou love me, I know thou wilt say 'A... |
| 89388 | And I will take thy word. Yet, if thou swe... |
| 89389 | Thou mayst prove false. At lovers' perjuries, |
| 89390 | They say Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo, |
| 89391 | If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully. |
| 89392 | Or if thou thinkest I am too quickly won, |
| 89393 | I'll frown, and be perverse, and say thee ... |
| 89394 | So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the wo... |
| 89395 | In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond, |
| 89396 | And therefore thou mayst think my haviour ... |
| 89397 | But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true |
| 89398 | Than those that have more cunning to be st... |
| 89399 | I should have been more strange, I must co... |
| 89400 | But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware, |
| 89401 | My true-love passion. Therefore pardon me, |
| 89402 | And not impute this yielding to light love, |
| 89403 | Which the dark night hath so discovered. |
| 89404 | Rom. Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear, |
| 89405 | That tips with silver all these fruit-tree... |
| 89406 | Jul. O, swear not by the moon, th' inconstan... |
| 89407 | That monthly changes in her circled orb, |
| 89408 | Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. |
| 89409 | Rom. What shall I swear by? |
| 89410 | Jul. Do not swear at all; |
| 89411 | Or if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, |
| 89412 | Which is the god of my idolatry, |
| 89413 | And I'll believe thee. |
| 89414 | Rom. If my heart's dear love- |
| 89415 | Jul. Well, do not swear. Although I joy in t... |
| 89416 | I have no joy of this contract to-night. |
| 89417 | It is too rash, too unadvis'd, too sudden; |
| 89418 | Too like the lightning, which doth cease t... |
| 89419 | Ere one can say 'It lightens.' Sweet, good... |
| 89420 | This bud of love, by summer's ripening bre... |
| 89421 | May prove a beauteous flow'r when next we ... |
| 89422 | Good night, good night! As sweet repose an... |
| 89423 | Come to thy heart as that within my breast! |
| 89424 | Rom. O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied? |
| 89425 | Jul. What satisfaction canst thou have to-ni... |
| 89426 | Rom. Th' exchange of thy love's faithful vow... |
| 89427 | Jul. I gave thee mine before thou didst requ... |
| 89428 | And yet I would it were to give again. |
| 89429 | Rom. Would'st thou withdraw it? For what pur... |
| 89430 | Jul. But to be frank and give it thee again. |
| 89431 | And yet I wish but for the thing I have. |
| 89432 | My bounty is as boundless as the sea, |
| 89433 | My love as deep; the more I give to thee, |
| 89434 | The more I have, for both are infinite. |
| 89435 | I hear some noise within. Dear love, adieu! |
| 89436 | [Nu... |
| 89437 | Anon, good nurse! Sweet Montague, be true. |
| 89438 | Stay but a little, I will come again. ... |
| 89439 | Rom. O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard, |
| 89440 | Being in night, all this is but a dream, |
| 89441 | Too flattering-sweet to be substantial. |
| 89442 | Enter Juliet above. |
| 89443 | Jul. Three words, dear Romeo, and good night... |
| 89444 | If that thy bent of love be honourable, |
| 89445 | Thy purpose marriage, send me word to-morr... |
| 89446 | By one that I'll procure to come to thee, |
| 89447 | Where and what time thou wilt perform the ... |
| 89448 | And all my fortunes at thy foot I'll lay |
| 89449 | And follow thee my lord throughout the world. |
| 89450 | Nurse. (within) Madam! |
| 89451 | Jul. I come, anon.- But if thou meanest not ... |
| 89452 | I do beseech thee- |
| 89453 | Nurse. (within) Madam! |
| 89454 | Jul. By-and-by I come.- |
| 89455 | To cease thy suit and leave me to my grief. |
| 89456 | To-morrow will I send. |
| 89457 | Rom. So thrive my soul- |
| 89458 | Jul. A thousand times good night! ... |
| 89459 | Rom. A thousand times the worse, to want thy... |
| 89460 | Love goes toward love as schoolboys from t... |
| 89461 | But love from love, towards school with he... |
| 89462 | Enter Juliet again, [above]. |
| 89463 | Jul. Hist! Romeo, hist! O for a falconer's v... |
| 89464 | To lure this tassel-gentle back again! |
| 89465 | Bondage is hoarse and may not speak aloud; |
| 89466 | Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies, |
| 89467 | And make her airy tongue more hoarse than ... |
| 89468 | With repetition of my Romeo's name. |
| 89469 | Romeo! |
| 89470 | Rom. It is my soul that calls upon my name. |
| 89471 | How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by ... |
| 89472 | Like softest music to attending ears! |
| 89473 | Jul. Romeo! |
| 89474 | Rom. My dear? |
| 89475 | Jul. At what o'clock to-morrow |
| 89476 | Shall I send to thee? |
| 89477 | Rom. By the hour of nine. |
| 89478 | Jul. I will not fail. 'Tis twenty years till... |
| 89479 | I have forgot why I did call thee back. |
| 89480 | Rom. Let me stand here till thou remember it. |
| 89481 | Jul. I shall forget, to have thee still stan... |
| 89482 | Rememb'ring how I love thy company. |
| 89483 | Rom. And I'll still stay, to have thee still... |
| 89484 | Forgetting any other home but this. |
| 89485 | Jul. 'Tis almost morning. I would have thee ... |
| 89486 | And yet no farther than a wanton's bird, |
| 89487 | That lets it hop a little from her hand, |
| 89488 | Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, |
| 89489 | And with a silk thread plucks it back again, |
| 89490 | So loving-jealous of his liberty. |
| 89491 | Rom. I would I were thy bird. |
| 89492 | Jul. Sweet, so would I. |
| 89493 | Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. |
| 89494 | Good night, good night! Parting is such sw... |
| 89495 | That I shall say good night till it be mor... |
| 89496 | ... |
| 89497 | Rom. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in t... |
| 89498 | Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to ... |
| 89499 | Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell, |
| 89500 | His help to crave and my dear hap to tell. |
| 89501 | Exit |
| 89502 | Scene III. |
| 89503 | Friar Laurence's cell. |
| 89504 | Enter Friar, [Laurence] alone, with a basket. |
| 89505 | Friar. The grey-ey'd morn smiles on the frow... |
| 89506 | Check'ring the Eastern clouds with streaks... |
| 89507 | And flecked darkness like a drunkard reels |
| 89508 | From forth day's path and Titan's fiery wh... |
| 89509 | Non, ere the sun advance his burning eye |
| 89510 | The day to cheer and night's dank dew to dry, |
| 89511 | I must up-fill this osier cage of ours |
| 89512 | With baleful weeds and precious-juiced flo... |
| 89513 | The earth that's nature's mother is her tomb. |
| 89514 | What is her burying gave, that is her womb; |
| 89515 | And from her womb children of divers kind |
| 89516 | We sucking on her natural bosom find; |
| 89517 | Many for many virtues excellent, |
| 89518 | None but for some, and yet all different. |
| 89519 | O, mickle is the powerful grace that lies |
| 89520 | In plants, herbs, stones, and their true q... |
| 89521 | For naught so vile that on the earth doth ... |
| 89522 | But to the earth some special good doth give; |
| 89523 | Nor aught so good but, strain'd from that ... |
| 89524 | Revolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse. |
| 89525 | Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied, |
| 89526 | And vice sometime's by action dignified. |
| 89527 | Within the infant rind of this small flower |
| 89528 | Poison hath residence, and medicine power; |
| 89529 | For this, being smelt, with that part chee... |
| 89530 | Being tasted, slays all senses with the he... |
| 89531 | Two such opposed kings encamp them still |
| 89532 | In man as well as herbs- grace and rude will; |
| 89533 | And where the worser is predominant, |
| 89534 | Full soon the canker death eats up that pl... |
| 89535 | Enter Romeo. |
| 89536 | Rom. Good morrow, father. |
| 89537 | Friar. Benedicite! |
| 89538 | What early tongue so sweet saluteth me? |
| 89539 | Young son, it argues a distempered head |
| 89540 | So soon to bid good morrow to thy bed. |
| 89541 | Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye, |
| 89542 | And where care lodges sleep will never lie; |
| 89543 | But where unbruised youth with unstuff'd b... |
| 89544 | Doth couch his limbs, there golden sleep d... |
| 89545 | Therefore thy earliness doth me assure |
| 89546 | Thou art uprous'd with some distemp'rature; |
| 89547 | Or if not so, then here I hit it right- |
| 89548 | Our Romeo hath not been in bed to-night. |
| 89549 | Rom. That last is true-the sweeter rest was ... |
| 89550 | Friar. God pardon sin! Wast thou with Rosaline? |
| 89551 | Rom. With Rosaline, my ghostly father? No. |
| 89552 | I have forgot that name, and that name's woe. |
| 89553 | Friar. That's my good son! But where hast th... |
| 89554 | Rom. I'll tell thee ere thou ask it me again. |
| 89555 | I have been feasting with mine enemy, |
| 89556 | Where on a sudden one hath wounded me |
| 89557 | That's by me wounded. Both our remedies |
| 89558 | Within thy help and holy physic lies. |
| 89559 | I bear no hatred, blessed man, for, lo, |
| 89560 | My intercession likewise steads my foe. |
| 89561 | Friar. Be plain, good son, and homely in thy... |
| 89562 | Riddling confession finds but riddling shr... |
| 89563 | Rom. Then plainly know my heart's dear love ... |
| 89564 | On the fair daughter of rich Capulet; |
| 89565 | As mine on hers, so hers is set on mine, |
| 89566 | And all combin'd, save what thou must combine |
| 89567 | By holy marriage. When, and where, and how |
| 89568 | We met, we woo'd, and made exchange of vow, |
| 89569 | I'll tell thee as we pass; but this I pray, |
| 89570 | That thou consent to marry us to-day. |
| 89571 | Friar. Holy Saint Francis! What a change is ... |
| 89572 | Is Rosaline, that thou didst love so dear, |
| 89573 | So soon forsaken? Young men's love then lies |
| 89574 | Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes. |
| 89575 | Jesu Maria! What a deal of brine |
| 89576 | Hath wash'd thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline! |
| 89577 | How much salt water thrown away in waste, |
| 89578 | To season love, that of it doth not taste! |
| 89579 | The sun not yet thy sighs from heaven clea... |
| 89580 | Thy old groans ring yet in mine ancient ears. |
| 89581 | Lo, here upon thy cheek the stain doth sit |
| 89582 | Of an old tear that is not wash'd off yet. |
| 89583 | If e'er thou wast thyself, and these woes ... |
| 89584 | Thou and these woes were all for Rosaline. |
| 89585 | And art thou chang'd? Pronounce this sente... |
| 89586 | Women may fall when there's no strength in... |
| 89587 | Rom. Thou chid'st me oft for loving Rosaline. |
| 89588 | Friar. For doting, not for loving, pupil mine. |
| 89589 | Rom. And bad'st me bury love. |
| 89590 | Friar. Not in a grave |
| 89591 | To lay one in, another out to have. |
| 89592 | Rom. I pray thee chide not. She whom I love now |
| 89593 | Doth grace for grace and love for love allow. |
| 89594 | The other did not so. |
| 89595 | Friar. O, she knew well |
| 89596 | Thy love did read by rote, that could not ... |
| 89597 | But come, young waverer, come go with me. |
| 89598 | In one respect I'll thy assistant be; |
| 89599 | For this alliance may so happy prove |
| 89600 | To turn your households' rancour to pure l... |
| 89601 | Rom. O, let us hence! I stand on sudden haste. |
| 89602 | Friar. Wisely, and slow. They stumble that r... |
| 89603 | ... |
| 89604 | Scene IV. |
| 89605 | A street. |
| 89606 | Enter Benvolio and Mercutio. |
| 89607 | Mer. Where the devil should this Romeo be? |
| 89608 | Came he not home to-night? |
| 89609 | Ben. Not to his father's. I spoke with his man. |
| 89610 | Mer. Why, that same pale hard-hearted wench,... |
| 89611 | Torments him so that he will sure run mad. |
| 89612 | Ben. Tybalt, the kinsman to old Capulet, |
| 89613 | Hath sent a letter to his father's house. |
| 89614 | Mer. A challenge, on my life. |
| 89615 | Ben. Romeo will answer it. |
| 89616 | Mer. Any man that can write may answer a let... |
| 89617 | Ben. Nay, he will answer the letter's master... |
| 89618 | dared. |
| 89619 | Mer. Alas, poor Romeo, he is already dead! s... |
| 89620 | wench's black eye; shot through the ear wi... |
| 89621 | very pin of his heart cleft with the blind... |
| 89622 | and is he a man to encounter Tybalt? |
| 89623 | Ben. Why, what is Tybalt? |
| 89624 | Mer. More than Prince of Cats, I can tell yo... |
| 89625 | courageous captain of compliments. He figh... |
| 89626 | pricksong-keeps time, distance, and propor... |
| 89627 | minim rest, one, two, and the third in you... |
| 89628 | butcher of a silk button, a duellist, a du... |
| 89629 | the very first house, of the first and sec... |
| 89630 | immortal passado! the punto reverse! the hay. |
| 89631 | Ben. The what? |
| 89632 | Mer. The pox of such antic, lisping, affecti... |
| 89633 | new tuners of accent! 'By Jesu, a very goo... |
| 89634 | man! a very good whore!' Why, is not this ... |
| 89635 | grandsir, that we should be thus afflicted... |
| 89636 | flies, these fashion-mongers, these pardon... |
| 89637 | much on the new form that they cannot sit ... |
| 89638 | bench? O, their bones, their bones! |
| 89639 | Enter Romeo. |
| 89640 | Ben. Here comes Romeo! here comes Romeo! |
| 89641 | Mer. Without his roe, like a dried herring. ... |
| 89642 | thou fishified! Now is he for the numbers ... |
| 89643 | in. Laura, to his lady, was but a kitchen ... |
| 89644 | better love to berhyme her), Dido a dowdy,... |
| 89645 | Helen and Hero hildings and harlots, This ... |
| 89646 | but not to the purpose. Signior Romeo, bon... |
| 89647 | salutation to your French slop. You gave u... |
| 89648 | fairly last night. |
| 89649 | Rom. Good morrow to you both. What counterfe... |
| 89650 | Mer. The slip, sir, the slip. Can you not co... |
| 89651 | Rom. Pardon, good Mercutio. My business was ... |
| 89652 | case as mine a man may strain courtesy. |
| 89653 | Mer. That's as much as to say, such a case a... |
| 89654 | man to bow in the hams. |
| 89655 | Rom. Meaning, to cursy. |
| 89656 | Mer. Thou hast most kindly hit it. |
| 89657 | Rom. A most courteous exposition. |
| 89658 | Mer. Nay, I am the very pink of courtesy. |
| 89659 | Rom. Pink for flower. |
| 89660 | Mer. Right. |
| 89661 | Rom. Why, then is my pump well-flower'd. |
| 89662 | Mer. Well said! Follow me this jest now till... |
| 89663 | pump, that, when the single sole of it is ... |
| 89664 | remain, after the wearing, solely singular. |
| 89665 | Rom. O single-sold jest, solely singular for... |
| 89666 | Mer. Come between us, good Benvolio! My wits... |
| 89667 | Rom. Swits and spurs, swits and spurs! or I'... |
| 89668 | Mer. Nay, if our wits run the wild-goose cha... |
| 89669 | hast more of the wild goose in one of thy ... |
| 89670 | have in my whole five. Was I with you ther... |
| 89671 | Rom. Thou wast never with me for anything wh... |
| 89672 | for the goose. |
| 89673 | Mer. I will bite thee by the ear for that jest. |
| 89674 | Rom. Nay, good goose, bite not! |
| 89675 | Mer. Thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it i... |
| 89676 | Rom. And is it not, then, well serv'd in to ... |
| 89677 | Mer. O, here's a wit of cheveril, that stret... |
| 89678 | narrow to an ell broad! |
| 89679 | Rom. I stretch it out for that word 'broad,'... |
| 89680 | goose, proves thee far and wide a broad go... |
| 89681 | Mer. Why, is not this better now than groani... |
| 89682 | thou sociable, now art thou Romeo; now art... |
| 89683 | art as well as by nature. For this drivell... |
| 89684 | great natural that runs lolling up and dow... |
| 89685 | a hole. |
| 89686 | Ben. Stop there, stop there! |
| 89687 | Mer. Thou desirest me to stop in my tale aga... |
| 89688 | Ben. Thou wouldst else have made thy tale la... |
| 89689 | Mer. O, thou art deceiv'd! I would have made... |
| 89690 | come to the whole depth of my tale, and me... |
| 89691 | the argument no longer. |
| 89692 | Rom. Here's goodly gear! |
| 89693 | Enter Nurse and her Man ... |
| 89694 | Mer. A sail, a sail! |
| 89695 | Ben. Two, two! a shirt and a smock. |
| 89696 | Nurse. Peter! |
| 89697 | Peter. Anon. |
| 89698 | Nurse. My fan, Peter. |
| 89699 | Mer. Good Peter, to hide her face; for her f... |
| 89700 | the two. |
| 89701 | Nurse. God ye good morrow, gentlemen. |
| 89702 | Mer. God ye good-den, fair gentlewoman. |
| 89703 | Nurse. Is it good-den? |
| 89704 | Mer. 'Tis no less, I tell ye; for the bawdy ... |
| 89705 | upon the prick of noon. |
| 89706 | Nurse. Out upon you! What a man are you! |
| 89707 | Rom. One, gentlewoman, that God hath made fo... |
| 89708 | Nurse. By my troth, it is well said. 'For hi... |
| 89709 | 'a? Gentlemen, can any of you tell me wher... |
| 89710 | Romeo? |
| 89711 | Rom. I can tell you; but young Romeo will be... |
| 89712 | found him than he was when you sought him.... |
| 89713 | that name, for fault of a worse. |
| 89714 | Nurse. You say well. |
| 89715 | Mer. Yea, is the worst well? Very well took,... |
| 89716 | wisely. |
| 89717 | Nurse. If you be he, sir, I desire some conf... |
| 89718 | Ben. She will endite him to some supper. |
| 89719 | Mer. A bawd, a bawd, a bawd! So ho! |
| 89720 | Rom. What hast thou found? |
| 89721 | Mer. No hare, sir; unless a hare, sir, in a ... |
| 89722 | something stale and hoar ere it be spent |
| 89723 | He walks ... |
| 89724 | An old hare hoar, |
| 89725 | And an old hare hoar, |
| 89726 | Is very good meat in Lent; |
| 89727 | But a hare that is hoar |
| 89728 | Is too much for a score |
| 89729 | When it hoars ere it be spent. |
| 89730 | Romeo, will you come to your father's? We'... |
| 89731 | Rom. I will follow you. |
| 89732 | Mer. Farewell, ancient lady. Farewell, |
| 89733 | [sings] lady, lady, lady. |
| 89734 | Exeunt M... |
| 89735 | Nurse. Marry, farewell! I Pray you, Sir, wha... |
| 89736 | this that was so full of his ropery? |
| 89737 | Rom. A gentleman, nurse, that loves to hear ... |
| 89738 | speak more in a minute than he will stand ... |
| 89739 | Nurse. An 'a speak anything against me, I'll... |
| 89740 | were lustier than he is, and twenty such j... |
| 89741 | I'll find those that shall. Scurvy knave! ... |
| 89742 | flirt-gills; I am none of his skains-mates... |
| 89743 | by too, and suffer every knave to use me a... |
| 89744 | Peter. I saw no man use you at his pleasure.... |
| 89745 | should quickly have been out, I warrant yo... |
| 89746 | as another man, if I see occasion in a goo... |
| 89747 | on my side. |
| 89748 | Nurse. Now, afore God, I am so vexed that ev... |
| 89749 | quivers. Scurvy knave! Pray you, sir, a wo... |
| 89750 | my young lady bid me enquire you out. What... |
| 89751 | keep to myself; but first let me tell ye, ... |
| 89752 | into a fool's paradise, as they say, it we... |
| 89753 | behaviour, as they say; for the gentlewoma... |
| 89754 | therefore, if you should deal double with ... |
| 89755 | ill thing to be off'red to any gentlewoman... |
| 89756 | Rom. Nurse, commend me to thy lady and mistr... |
| 89757 | thee- |
| 89758 | Nurse. Good heart, and I faith I will tell h... |
| 89759 | Lord! she will be a joyful woman. |
| 89760 | Rom. What wilt thou tell her, nurse? Thou do... |
| 89761 | Nurse. I will tell her, sir, that you do pro... |
| 89762 | it, is a gentlemanlike offer. |
| 89763 | Rom. Bid her devise |
| 89764 | Some means to come to shrift this afternoon; |
| 89765 | And there she shall at Friar Laurence' cell |
| 89766 | Be shriv'd and married. Here is for thy pa... |
| 89767 | Nurse. No, truly, sir; not a penny. |
| 89768 | Rom. Go to! I say you shall. |
| 89769 | Nurse. This afternoon, sir? Well, she shall ... |
| 89770 | Rom. And stay, good nurse, behind the abbey ... |
| 89771 | Within this hour my man shall be with thee |
| 89772 | And bring thee cords made like a tackled s... |
| 89773 | Which to the high topgallant of my joy |
| 89774 | Must be my convoy in the secret night. |
| 89775 | Farewell. Be trusty, and I'll quit thy pains. |
| 89776 | Farewell. Commend me to thy mistress. |
| 89777 | Nurse. Now God in heaven bless thee! Hark yo... |
| 89778 | Rom. What say'st thou, my dear nurse? |
| 89779 | Nurse. Is your man secret? Did you ne'er hea... |
| 89780 | Two may keep counsel, putting one away? |
| 89781 | Rom. I warrant thee my man's as true as steel. |
| 89782 | Nurse. Well, sir, my mistress is the sweetes... |
| 89783 | when 'twas a little prating thing- O, ther... |
| 89784 | town, one Paris, that would fain lay knife... |
| 89785 | soul, had as lieve see a toad, a very toad... |
| 89786 | her sometimes, and tell her that Paris is ... |
| 89787 | I'll warrant you, when I say so, she looks... |
| 89788 | in the versal world. Doth not rosemary and... |
| 89789 | a letter? |
| 89790 | Rom. Ay, nurse; what of that? Both with an R. |
| 89791 | Nurse. Ah, mocker! that's the dog's name. R ... |
| 89792 | it begins with some other letter; and she ... |
| 89793 | sententious of it, of you and rosemary, th... |
| 89794 | to hear it. |
| 89795 | Rom. Commend me to thy lady. |
| 89796 | Nurse. Ay, a thousand times. [Exit Romeo.] P... |
| 89797 | Peter. Anon. |
| 89798 | Nurse. Peter, take my fan, and go before, an... |
| 89799 | ... |
| 89800 | Scene V. |
| 89801 | Capulet's orchard. |
| 89802 | Enter Juliet. |
| 89803 | Jul. The clock struck nine when I did send t... |
| 89804 | In half an hour she 'promis'd to return. |
| 89805 | Perchance she cannot meet him. That's not so. |
| 89806 | O, she is lame! Love's heralds should be t... |
| 89807 | Which ten times faster glide than the sun'... |
| 89808 | Driving back shadows over low'ring hills. |
| 89809 | Therefore do nimble-pinion'd doves draw Love, |
| 89810 | And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wi... |
| 89811 | Now is the sun upon the highmost hill |
| 89812 | Of this day's journey, and from nine till ... |
| 89813 | Is three long hours; yet she is not come. |
| 89814 | Had she affections and warm youthful blood, |
| 89815 | She would be as swift in motion as a ball; |
| 89816 | My words would bandy her to my sweet love, |
| 89817 | And his to me, |
| 89818 | But old folks, many feign as they were dead- |
| 89819 | Unwieldy, slow, heavy and pale as lead. |
| 89820 | Enter Nurse [and Peter]. |
| 89821 | O God, she comes! O honey nurse, what news? |
| 89822 | Hast thou met with him? Send thy man away. |
| 89823 | Nurse. Peter, stay at the gate. |
| 89824 | ... |
| 89825 | Jul. Now, good sweet nurse- O Lord, why look... |
| 89826 | Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily; |
| 89827 | If good, thou shamest the music of sweet news |
| 89828 | By playing it to me with so sour a face. |
| 89829 | Nurse. I am aweary, give me leave awhile. |
| 89830 | Fie, how my bones ache! What a jaunce have... |
| 89831 | Jul. I would thou hadst my bones, and I thy ... |
| 89832 | Nay, come, I pray thee speak. Good, good n... |
| 89833 | Nurse. Jesu, what haste! Can you not stay aw... |
| 89834 | Do you not see that I am out of breath? |
| 89835 | Jul. How art thou out of breath when thou ha... |
| 89836 | To say to me that thou art out of breath? |
| 89837 | The excuse that thou dost make in this del... |
| 89838 | Is longer than the tale thou dost excuse. |
| 89839 | Is thy news good or bad? Answer to that. |
| 89840 | Say either, and I'll stay the circumstance. |
| 89841 | Let me be satisfied, is't good or bad? |
| 89842 | Nurse. Well, you have made a simple choice; ... |
| 89843 | choose a man. Romeo? No, not he. Though hi... |
| 89844 | any man's, yet his leg excels all men's; a... |
| 89845 | foot, and a body, though they be not to be... |
| 89846 | are past compare. He is not the flower of ... |
| 89847 | warrant him, as gentle as a lamb. Go thy w... |
| 89848 | What, have you din'd at home? |
| 89849 | Jul. No, no. But all this did I know before. |
| 89850 | What says he of our marriage? What of that? |
| 89851 | Nurse. Lord, how my head aches! What a head ... |
| 89852 | It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces. |
| 89853 | My back o' t' other side,- ah, my back, my... |
| 89854 | Beshrew your heart for sending me about |
| 89855 | To catch my death with jauncing up and down! |
| 89856 | Jul. I' faith, I am sorry that thou art not ... |
| 89857 | Sweet, sweet, Sweet nurse, tell me, what s... |
| 89858 | Nurse. Your love says, like an honest gentle... |
| 89859 | and a kind, and a handsome; and, I warrant... |
| 89860 | your mother? |
| 89861 | Jul. Where is my mother? Why, she is within. |
| 89862 | Where should she be? How oddly thou repliest! |
| 89863 | 'Your love says, like an honest gentleman, |
| 89864 | "Where is your mother?"' |
| 89865 | Nurse. O God's Lady dear! |
| 89866 | Are you so hot? Marry come up, I trow. |
| 89867 | Is this the poultice for my aching bones? |
| 89868 | Henceforward do your messages yourself. |
| 89869 | Jul. Here's such a coil! Come, what says Romeo? |
| 89870 | Nurse. Have you got leave to go to shrift to... |
| 89871 | Jul. I have. |
| 89872 | Nurse. Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence'... |
| 89873 | There stays a husband to make you a wife. |
| 89874 | Now comes the wanton blood up in your cheeks: |
| 89875 | They'll be in scarlet straight at any news. |
| 89876 | Hie you to church; I must another way, |
| 89877 | To fetch a ladder, by the which your love |
| 89878 | Must climb a bird's nest soon when it is d... |
| 89879 | I am the drudge, and toil in your delight; |
| 89880 | But you shall bear the burthen soon at night. |
| 89881 | Go; I'll to dinner; hie you to the cell. |
| 89882 | Jul. Hie to high fortune! Honest nurse, fare... |
| 89883 | ... |
| 89884 | Scene VI. |
| 89885 | Friar Laurence's cell. |
| 89886 | Enter Friar [Laurence] and Romeo. |
| 89887 | Friar. So smile the heavens upon this holy act |
| 89888 | That after-hours with sorrow chide us not! |
| 89889 | Rom. Amen, amen! But come what sorrow can, |
| 89890 | It cannot countervail the exchange of joy |
| 89891 | That one short minute gives me in her sight. |
| 89892 | Do thou but close our hands with holy words, |
| 89893 | Then love-devouring death do what he dare- |
| 89894 | It is enough I may but call her mine. |
| 89895 | Friar. These violent delights have violent ends |
| 89896 | And in their triumph die, like fire and po... |
| 89897 | Which, as they kiss, consume. The sweetest... |
| 89898 | Is loathsome in his own deliciousness |
| 89899 | And in the taste confounds the appetite. |
| 89900 | Therefore love moderately: long love doth so; |
| 89901 | Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. |
| 89902 | Enter Juliet. |
| 89903 | Here comes the lady. O, so light a foot |
| 89904 | Will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint. |
| 89905 | A lover may bestride the gossamer |
| 89906 | That idles in the wanton summer air, |
| 89907 | And yet not fall; so light is vanity. |
| 89908 | Jul. Good even to my ghostly confessor. |
| 89909 | Friar. Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for... |
| 89910 | Jul. As much to him, else is his thanks too ... |
| 89911 | Rom. Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy |
| 89912 | Be heap'd like mine, and that thy skill be... |
| 89913 | To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath |
| 89914 | This neighbour air, and let rich music's t... |
| 89915 | Unfold the imagin'd happiness that both |
| 89916 | Receive in either by this dear encounter. |
| 89917 | Jul. Conceit, more rich in matter than in wo... |
| 89918 | Brags of his substance, not of ornament. |
| 89919 | They are but beggars that can count their ... |
| 89920 | But my true love is grown to such excess |
| 89921 | cannot sum up sum of half my wealth. |
| 89922 | Friar. Come, come with me, and we will make ... |
| 89923 | For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone |
| 89924 | Till Holy Church incorporate two in one. |
| 89925 | ... |
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| 89934 | ACT III. Scene I. |
| 89935 | A public place. |
| 89936 | Enter Mercutio, Benvolio, and Men. |
| 89937 | Ben. I pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire. |
| 89938 | The day is hot, the Capulets abroad. |
| 89939 | And if we meet, we shall not scape a brawl, |
| 89940 | For now, these hot days, is the mad blood ... |
| 89941 | Mer. Thou art like one of these fellows that... |
| 89942 | confines of a tavern, claps me his sword u... |
| 89943 | 'God send me no need of thee!' and by the ... |
| 89944 | cup draws him on the drawer, when indeed t... |
| 89945 | Ben. Am I like such a fellow? |
| 89946 | Mer. Come, come, thou art as hot a jack in t... |
| 89947 | Italy; and as soon moved to be moody, and ... |
| 89948 | moved. |
| 89949 | Ben. And what to? |
| 89950 | Mer. Nay, an there were two such, we should ... |
| 89951 | one would kill the other. Thou! why, thou ... |
| 89952 | that hath a hair more or a hair less in hi... |
| 89953 | Thou wilt quarrel with a man for cracking ... |
| 89954 | reason but because thou hast hazel eyes. W... |
| 89955 | would spy out such a quarrel? Thy head is ... |
| 89956 | an egg is full of meat; and yet thy head h... |
| 89957 | addle as an egg for quarrelling. Thou hast... |
| 89958 | for coughing in the street, because he hat... |
| 89959 | hath lain asleep in the sun. Didst thou no... |
| 89960 | tailor for wearing his new doublet before ... |
| 89961 | for tying his new shoes with an old riband... |
| 89962 | tutor me from quarrelling! |
| 89963 | Ben. An I were so apt to quarrel as thou art... |
| 89964 | the fee simple of my life for an hour and ... |
| 89965 | Mer. The fee simple? O simple! |
| 89966 | Enter Tybalt and others. |
| 89967 | Ben. By my head, here come the Capulets. |
| 89968 | Mer. By my heel, I care not. |
| 89969 | Tyb. Follow me close, for I will speak to them. |
| 89970 | Gentlemen, good den. A word with one of you. |
| 89971 | Mer. And but one word with one of us? |
| 89972 | Couple it with something; make it a word a... |
| 89973 | Tyb. You shall find me apt enough to that, s... |
| 89974 | occasion. |
| 89975 | Mer. Could you not take some occasion withou... |
| 89976 | Tyb. Mercutio, thou consortest with Romeo. |
| 89977 | Mer. Consort? What, dost thou make us minstr... |
| 89978 | minstrels of us, look to hear nothing but ... |
| 89979 | fiddlestick; here's that shall make you da... |
| 89980 | Ben. We talk here in the public haunt of men. |
| 89981 | Either withdraw unto some private place |
| 89982 | And reason coldly of your grievances, |
| 89983 | Or else depart. Here all eyes gaze on us. |
| 89984 | Mer. Men's eyes were made to look, and let t... |
| 89985 | I will not budge for no man's pleasure, |
| 89986 | Enter Romeo. |
| 89987 | Tyb. Well, peace be with you, sir. Here come... |
| 89988 | Mer. But I'll be hang'd, sir, if he wear you... |
| 89989 | Marry, go before to field, he'll be your f... |
| 89990 | Your worship in that sense may call him man. |
| 89991 | Tyb. Romeo, the love I bear thee can afford |
| 89992 | No better term than this: thou art a villain. |
| 89993 | Rom. Tybalt, the reason that I have to love ... |
| 89994 | Doth much excuse the appertaining rage |
| 89995 | To such a greeting. Villain am I none. |
| 89996 | Therefore farewell. I see thou knowest me ... |
| 89997 | Tyb. Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries |
| 89998 | That thou hast done me; therefore turn and... |
| 89999 | Rom. I do protest I never injur'd thee, |
| 90000 | But love thee better than thou canst devise |
| 90001 | Till thou shalt know the reason of my love; |
| 90002 | And so good Capulet, which name I tender |
| 90003 | As dearly as mine own, be satisfied. |
| 90004 | Mer. O calm, dishonourable, vile submission! |
| 90005 | Alla stoccata carries it away. ... |
| 90006 | Tybalt, you ratcatcher, will you walk? |
| 90007 | Tyb. What wouldst thou have with me? |
| 90008 | Mer. Good King of Cats, nothing but one of y... |
| 90009 | mean to make bold withal, and, as you shal... |
| 90010 | dry-beat the rest of the eight. Will you p... |
| 90011 | his pitcher by the ears? Make haste, lest ... |
| 90012 | ere it be out. |
| 90013 | Tyb. I am for you. ... |
| 90014 | Rom. Gentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up. |
| 90015 | Mer. Come, sir, your passado! |
| 90016 | ... |
| 90017 | Rom. Draw, Benvolio; beat down their weapons. |
| 90018 | Gentlemen, for shame! forbear this outrage! |
| 90019 | Tybalt, Mercutio, the Prince expressly hath |
| 90020 | Forbid this bandying in Verona streets. |
| 90021 | Hold, Tybalt! Good Mercutio! |
| 90022 | Tybalt under Romeo's arm thrusts Merc... |
| 90023 | [wi... |
| 90024 | Mer. I am hurt. |
| 90025 | A plague o' both your houses! I am sped. |
| 90026 | Is he gone and hath nothing? |
| 90027 | Ben. What, art thou hurt? |
| 90028 | Mer. Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch. Marry, 't... |
| 90029 | Where is my page? Go, villain, fetch a sur... |
| 90030 | ... |
| 90031 | Rom. Courage, man. The hurt cannot be much. |
| 90032 | Mer. No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so ... |
| 90033 | but 'tis enough, 'twill serve. Ask for me ... |
| 90034 | shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, ... |
| 90035 | world. A plague o' both your houses! Zound... |
| 90036 | mouse, a cat, to scratch a man to death! a... |
| 90037 | villain, that fights by the book of arithm... |
| 90038 | came you between us? I was hurt under your... |
| 90039 | Rom. I thought all for the best. |
| 90040 | Mer. Help me into some house, Benvolio, |
| 90041 | Or I shall faint. A plague o' both your ho... |
| 90042 | They have made worms' meat of me. I have it, |
| 90043 | And soundly too. Your houses! |
| 90044 | [Exit. [suppo... |
| 90045 | Rom. This gentleman, the Prince's near ally, |
| 90046 | My very friend, hath got this mortal hurt |
| 90047 | In my behalf- my reputation stain'd |
| 90048 | With Tybalt's slander- Tybalt, that an hour |
| 90049 | Hath been my kinsman. O sweet Juliet, |
| 90050 | Thy beauty hath made me effeminate |
| 90051 | And in my temper soft'ned valour's steel |
| 90052 | Enter Benvolio. |
| 90053 | Ben. O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio's dead! |
| 90054 | That gallant spirit hath aspir'd the clouds, |
| 90055 | Which too untimely here did scorn the earth. |
| 90056 | Rom. This day's black fate on moe days doth ... |
| 90057 | This but begins the woe others must end. |
| 90058 | Enter Tybalt. |
| 90059 | Ben. Here comes the furious Tybalt back again. |
| 90060 | Rom. Alive in triumph, and Mercutio slain? |
| 90061 | Away to heaven respective lenity, |
| 90062 | And fire-ey'd fury be my conduct now! |
| 90063 | Now, Tybalt, take the 'villain' back again |
| 90064 | That late thou gavest me; for Mercutio's soul |
| 90065 | Is but a little way above our heads, |
| 90066 | Staying for thine to keep him company. |
| 90067 | Either thou or I, or both, must go with him. |
| 90068 | Tyb. Thou, wretched boy, that didst consort ... |
| 90069 | Shalt with him hence. |
| 90070 | Rom. This shall determine that. |
| 90071 | They fi... |
| 90072 | Ben. Romeo, away, be gone! |
| 90073 | The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain. |
| 90074 | Stand not amaz'd. The Prince will doom the... |
| 90075 | If thou art taken. Hence, be gone, away! |
| 90076 | Rom. O, I am fortune's fool! |
| 90077 | Ben. Why dost thou stay? |
| 90078 | ... |
| 90079 | Enter Citizens. |
| 90080 | Citizen. Which way ran he that kill'd Mercutio? |
| 90081 | Tybalt, that murtherer, which way ran he? |
| 90082 | Ben. There lies that Tybalt. |
| 90083 | Citizen. Up, sir, go with me. |
| 90084 | I charge thee in the Prince's name obey. |
| 90085 | Enter Prince [attended], Old Montague, Capul... |
| 90086 | and [others]. |
| 90087 | Prince. Where are the vile beginners of this... |
| 90088 | Ben. O noble Prince. I can discover all |
| 90089 | The unlucky manage of this fatal brawl. |
| 90090 | There lies the man, slain by young Romeo, |
| 90091 | That slew thy kinsman, brave Mercutio. |
| 90092 | Cap. Wife. Tybalt, my cousin! O my brother's... |
| 90093 | O Prince! O husband! O, the blood is spill'd |
| 90094 | Of my dear kinsman! Prince, as thou art true, |
| 90095 | For blood of ours shed blood of Montague. |
| 90096 | O cousin, cousin! |
| 90097 | Prince. Benvolio, who began this bloody fray? |
| 90098 | Ben. Tybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand d... |
| 90099 | Romeo, that spoke him fair, bid him bethink |
| 90100 | How nice the quarrel was, and urg'd withal |
| 90101 | Your high displeasure. All this- uttered |
| 90102 | With gentle breath, calm look, knees humbl... |
| 90103 | Could not take truce with the unruly spleen |
| 90104 | Of Tybalt deaf to peace, but that he tilts |
| 90105 | With piercing steel at bold Mercutio's bre... |
| 90106 | Who, all as hot, turns deadly point to point, |
| 90107 | And, with a martial scorn, with one hand b... |
| 90108 | Cold death aside and with the other sends |
| 90109 | It back to Tybalt, whose dexterity |
| 90110 | Retorts it. Romeo he cries aloud, |
| 90111 | 'Hold, friends! friends, part!' and swifte... |
| 90112 | His agile arm beats down their fatal points, |
| 90113 | And 'twixt them rushes; underneath whose arm |
| 90114 | An envious thrust from Tybalt hit the life |
| 90115 | Of stout Mercutio, and then Tybalt fled; |
| 90116 | But by-and-by comes back to Romeo, |
| 90117 | Who had but newly entertain'd revenge, |
| 90118 | And to't they go like lightning; for, ere I |
| 90119 | Could draw to part them, was stout Tybalt ... |
| 90120 | And, as he fell, did Romeo turn and fly. |
| 90121 | This is the truth, or let Benvolio die. |
| 90122 | Cap. Wife. He is a kinsman to the Montague; |
| 90123 | Affection makes him false, he speaks not t... |
| 90124 | Some twenty of them fought in this black s... |
| 90125 | And all those twenty could but kill one life. |
| 90126 | I beg for justice, which thou, Prince, mus... |
| 90127 | Romeo slew Tybalt; Romeo must not live. |
| 90128 | Prince. Romeo slew him; he slew Mercutio. |
| 90129 | Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe? |
| 90130 | Mon. Not Romeo, Prince; he was Mercutio's fr... |
| 90131 | His fault concludes but what the law shoul... |
| 90132 | The life of Tybalt. |
| 90133 | Prince. And for that offence |
| 90134 | Immediately we do exile him hence. |
| 90135 | I have an interest in your hate's proceeding, |
| 90136 | My blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-b... |
| 90137 | But I'll amerce you with so strong a fine |
| 90138 | That you shall all repent the loss of mine. |
| 90139 | I will be deaf to pleading and excuses; |
| 90140 | Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out a... |
| 90141 | Therefore use none. Let Romeo hence in haste, |
| 90142 | Else, when he is found, that hour is his l... |
| 90143 | Bear hence this body, and attend our will. |
| 90144 | Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill. |
| 90145 | ... |
| 90146 | Scene II. |
| 90147 | Capulet's orchard. |
| 90148 | Enter Juliet alone. |
| 90149 | Jul. Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds, |
| 90150 | Towards Phoebus' lodging! Such a wagoner |
| 90151 | As Phaeton would whip you to the West |
| 90152 | And bring in cloudy night immediately. |
| 90153 | Spread thy close curtain, love-performing ... |
| 90154 | That runaway eyes may wink, and Romeo |
| 90155 | Leap to these arms untalk'd of and unseen. |
| 90156 | Lovers can see to do their amorous rites |
| 90157 | By their own beauties; or, if love be blind, |
| 90158 | It best agrees with night. Come, civil night, |
| 90159 | Thou sober-suited matron, all in black, |
| 90160 | And learn me how to lose a winning match, |
| 90161 | Play'd for a pair of stainless maidenhoods. |
| 90162 | Hood my unmann'd blood, bating in my cheeks, |
| 90163 | With thy black mantle till strange love, g... |
| 90164 | Think true love acted simple modesty. |
| 90165 | Come, night; come, Romeo; come, thou day i... |
| 90166 | For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night |
| 90167 | Whiter than new snow upon a raven's back. |
| 90168 | Come, gentle night; come, loving, black-br... |
| 90169 | Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die, |
| 90170 | Take him and cut him out in little stars, |
| 90171 | And he will make the face of heaven so fine |
| 90172 | That all the world will be in love with night |
| 90173 | And pay no worship to the garish sun. |
| 90174 | O, I have bought the mansion of a love, |
| 90175 | But not possess'd it; and though I am sold, |
| 90176 | Not yet enjoy'd. So tedious is this day |
| 90177 | As is the night before some festival |
| 90178 | To an impatient child that hath new robes |
| 90179 | And may not wear them. O, here comes my nu... |
| 90180 | Enter Nurse, with cords. |
| 90181 | And she brings news; and every tongue that... |
| 90182 | But Romeo's name speaks heavenly eloquence. |
| 90183 | Now, nurse, what news? What hast thou ther... |
| 90184 | That Romeo bid thee fetch? |
| 90185 | Nurse. Ay, ay, the cords. |
| 90186 | [... |
| 90187 | Jul. Ay me! what news? Why dost thou wring t... |
| 90188 | Nurse. Ah, weraday! he's dead, he's dead, he... |
| 90189 | We are undone, lady, we are undone! |
| 90190 | Alack the day! he's gone, he's kill'd, he'... |
| 90191 | Jul. Can heaven be so envious? |
| 90192 | Nurse. Romeo can, |
| 90193 | Though heaven cannot. O Romeo, Romeo! |
| 90194 | Who ever would have thought it? Romeo! |
| 90195 | Jul. What devil art thou that dost torment m... |
| 90196 | This torture should be roar'd in dismal hell. |
| 90197 | Hath Romeo slain himself? Say thou but 'I,' |
| 90198 | And that bare vowel 'I' shall poison more |
| 90199 | Than the death-darting eye of cockatrice. |
| 90200 | I am not I, if there be such an 'I'; |
| 90201 | Or those eyes shut that make thee answer 'I.' |
| 90202 | If be be slain, say 'I'; or if not, 'no.' |
| 90203 | Brief sounds determine of my weal or woe. |
| 90204 | Nurse. I saw the wound, I saw it with mine e... |
| 90205 | (God save the mark!) here on his manly bre... |
| 90206 | A piteous corse, a bloody piteous corse; |
| 90207 | Pale, pale as ashes, all bedaub'd in blood, |
| 90208 | All in gore-blood. I swounded at the sight. |
| 90209 | Jul. O, break, my heart! poor bankrout, brea... |
| 90210 | To prison, eyes; ne'er look on liberty! |
| 90211 | Vile earth, to earth resign; end motion here, |
| 90212 | And thou and Romeo press one heavy bier! |
| 90213 | Nurse. O Tybalt, Tybalt, the best friend I had! |
| 90214 | O courteous Tybalt! honest gentleman |
| 90215 | That ever I should live to see thee dead! |
| 90216 | Jul. What storm is this that blows so contrary? |
| 90217 | Is Romeo slaught'red, and is Tybalt dead? |
| 90218 | My dear-lov'd cousin, and my dearer lord? |
| 90219 | Then, dreadful trumpet, sound the general ... |
| 90220 | For who is living, if those two are gone? |
| 90221 | Nurse. Tybalt is gone, and Romeo banished; |
| 90222 | Romeo that kill'd him, he is banished. |
| 90223 | Jul. O God! Did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's b... |
| 90224 | Nurse. It did, it did! alas the day, it did! |
| 90225 | Jul. O serpent heart, hid with a flow'ring f... |
| 90226 | Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave? |
| 90227 | Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical! |
| 90228 | Dove-feather'd raven! wolvish-ravening lamb! |
| 90229 | Despised substance of divinest show! |
| 90230 | Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st- |
| 90231 | A damned saint, an honourable villain! |
| 90232 | O nature, what hadst thou to do in hell |
| 90233 | When thou didst bower the spirit of a fiend |
| 90234 | In mortal paradise of such sweet flesh? |
| 90235 | Was ever book containing such vile matter |
| 90236 | So fairly bound? O, that deceit should dwell |
| 90237 | In such a gorgeous palace! |
| 90238 | Nurse. There's no trust, |
| 90239 | No faith, no honesty in men; all perjur'd, |
| 90240 | All forsworn, all naught, all dissemblers. |
| 90241 | Ah, where's my man? Give me some aqua vitae. |
| 90242 | These griefs, these woes, these sorrows ma... |
| 90243 | Shame come to Romeo! |
| 90244 | Jul. Blister'd be thy tongue |
| 90245 | For such a wish! He was not born to shame. |
| 90246 | Upon his brow shame is asham'd to sit; |
| 90247 | For 'tis a throne where honour may be crown'd |
| 90248 | Sole monarch of the universal earth. |
| 90249 | O, what a beast was I to chide at him! |
| 90250 | Nurse. Will you speak well of him that kill'... |
| 90251 | Jul. Shall I speak ill of him that is my hus... |
| 90252 | Ah, poor my lord, what tongue shall smooth... |
| 90253 | When I, thy three-hours wife, have mangled... |
| 90254 | But wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my... |
| 90255 | That villain cousin would have kill'd my h... |
| 90256 | Back, foolish tears, back to your native s... |
| 90257 | Your tributary drops belong to woe, |
| 90258 | Which you, mistaking, offer up to joy. |
| 90259 | My husband lives, that Tybalt would have s... |
| 90260 | And Tybalt's dead, that would have slain m... |
| 90261 | All this is comfort; wherefore weep I then? |
| 90262 | Some word there was, worser than Tybalt's ... |
| 90263 | That murd'red me. I would forget it fain; |
| 90264 | But O, it presses to my memory |
| 90265 | Like damned guilty deeds to sinners' minds! |
| 90266 | 'Tybalt is dead, and Romeo- banished.' |
| 90267 | That 'banished,' that one word 'banished,' |
| 90268 | Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. Tybalt's ... |
| 90269 | Was woe enough, if it had ended there; |
| 90270 | Or, if sour woe delights in fellowship |
| 90271 | And needly will be rank'd with other griefs, |
| 90272 | Why followed not, when she said 'Tybalt's ... |
| 90273 | Thy father, or thy mother, nay, or both, |
| 90274 | Which modern lamentation might have mov'd? |
| 90275 | But with a rearward following Tybalt's death, |
| 90276 | 'Romeo is banished'- to speak that word |
| 90277 | Is father, mother, Tybalt, Romeo, Juliet, |
| 90278 | All slain, all dead. 'Romeo is banished'- |
| 90279 | There is no end, no limit, measure, bound, |
| 90280 | In that word's death; no words can that wo... |
| 90281 | Where is my father and my mother, nurse? |
| 90282 | Nurse. Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse. |
| 90283 | Will you go to them? I will bring you thit... |
| 90284 | Jul. Wash they his wounds with tears? Mine s... |
| 90285 | When theirs are dry, for Romeo's banishment. |
| 90286 | Take up those cords. Poor ropes, you are b... |
| 90287 | Both you and I, for Romeo is exil'd. |
| 90288 | He made you for a highway to my bed; |
| 90289 | But I, a maid, die maiden-widowed. |
| 90290 | Come, cords; come, nurse. I'll to my weddi... |
| 90291 | And death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead! |
| 90292 | Nurse. Hie to your chamber. I'll find Romeo |
| 90293 | To comfort you. I wot well where he is. |
| 90294 | Hark ye, your Romeo will be here at night. |
| 90295 | I'll to him; he is hid at Laurence' cell. |
| 90296 | Jul. O, find him! give this ring to my true ... |
| 90297 | And bid him come to take his last farewell. |
| 90298 | ... |
| 90299 | Scene III. |
| 90300 | Friar Laurence's cell. |
| 90301 | Enter Friar [Laurence]. |
| 90302 | Friar. Romeo, come forth; come forth, thou f... |
| 90303 | Affliction is enanmour'd of thy parts, |
| 90304 | And thou art wedded to calamity. |
| 90305 | Enter Romeo. |
| 90306 | Rom. Father, what news? What is the Prince's... |
| 90307 | What sorrow craves acquaintance at my hand |
| 90308 | That I yet know not? |
| 90309 | Friar. Too familiar |
| 90310 | Is my dear son with such sour company. |
| 90311 | I bring thee tidings of the Prince's doom. |
| 90312 | Rom. What less than doomsday is the Prince's... |
| 90313 | Friar. A gentler judgment vanish'd from his ... |
| 90314 | Not body's death, but body's banishment. |
| 90315 | Rom. Ha, banishment? Be merciful, say 'death'; |
| 90316 | For exile hath more terror in his look, |
| 90317 | Much more than death. Do not say 'banishme... |
| 90318 | Friar. Hence from Verona art thou banished. |
| 90319 | Be patient, for the world is broad and wide. |
| 90320 | Rom. There is no world without Verona walls, |
| 90321 | But purgatory, torture, hell itself. |
| 90322 | Hence banished is banish'd from the world, |
| 90323 | And world's exile is death. Then 'banishment' |
| 90324 | Is death misterm'd. Calling death 'banishm... |
| 90325 | Thou cut'st my head off with a golden axe |
| 90326 | And smilest upon the stroke that murders me. |
| 90327 | Friar. O deadly sin! O rude unthankfulness! |
| 90328 | Thy fault our law calls death; but the kin... |
| 90329 | Taking thy part, hath rush'd aside the law, |
| 90330 | And turn'd that black word death to banish... |
| 90331 | This is dear mercy, and thou seest it not. |
| 90332 | Rom. 'Tis torture, and not mercy. Heaven is ... |
| 90333 | Where Juliet lives; and every cat and dog |
| 90334 | And little mouse, every unworthy thing, |
| 90335 | Live here in heaven and may look on her; |
| 90336 | But Romeo may not. More validity, |
| 90337 | More honourable state, more courtship lives |
| 90338 | In carrion flies than Romeo. They may seize |
| 90339 | On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand |
| 90340 | And steal immortal blessing from her lips, |
| 90341 | Who, even in pure and vestal modesty, |
| 90342 | Still blush, as thinking their own kisses ... |
| 90343 | But Romeo may not- he is banished. |
| 90344 | This may flies do, when I from this must fly; |
| 90345 | They are free men, but I am banished. |
| 90346 | And sayest thou yet that exile is not death? |
| 90347 | Hadst thou no poison mix'd, no sharp-groun... |
| 90348 | No sudden mean of death, though ne'er so m... |
| 90349 | But 'banished' to kill me- 'banished'? |
| 90350 | O friar, the damned use that word in hell; |
| 90351 | Howling attends it! How hast thou the heart, |
| 90352 | Being a divine, a ghostly confessor, |
| 90353 | A sin-absolver, and my friend profess'd, |
| 90354 | To mangle me with that word 'banished'? |
| 90355 | Friar. Thou fond mad man, hear me a little s... |
| 90356 | Rom. O, thou wilt speak again of banishment. |
| 90357 | Friar. I'll give thee armour to keep off tha... |
| 90358 | Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy, |
| 90359 | To comfort thee, though thou art banished. |
| 90360 | Rom. Yet 'banished'? Hang up philosophy! |
| 90361 | Unless philosophy can make a Juliet, |
| 90362 | Displant a town, reverse a prince's doom, |
| 90363 | It helps not, it prevails not. Talk no more. |
| 90364 | Friar. O, then I see that madmen have no ears. |
| 90365 | Rom. How should they, when that wise men hav... |
| 90366 | Friar. Let me dispute with thee of thy estate. |
| 90367 | Rom. Thou canst not speak of that thou dost ... |
| 90368 | Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love, |
| 90369 | An hour but married, Tybalt murdered, |
| 90370 | Doting like me, and like me banished, |
| 90371 | Then mightst thou speak, then mightst thou... |
| 90372 | And fall upon the ground, as I do now, |
| 90373 | Taking the measure of an unmade grave. |
| 90374 | ... |
| 90375 | Friar. Arise; one knocks. Good Romeo, hide t... |
| 90376 | Rom. Not I; unless the breath of heartsick g... |
| 90377 | Mist-like infold me from the search of eye... |
| 90378 | Friar. Hark, how they knock! Who's there? Ro... |
| 90379 | Thou wilt be taken.- Stay awhile!- Stand u... |
| 90380 | Run to my study.- By-and-by!- God's will, |
| 90381 | What simpleness is this.- I come, I come! ... |
| 90382 | Who knocks so hard? Whence come you? What'... |
| 90383 | Nurse. [within] Let me come in, and you shal... |
| 90384 | I come from Lady Juliet. |
| 90385 | Friar. Welcome then. |
| 90386 | Enter Nurse. |
| 90387 | Nurse. O holy friar, O, tell me, holy friar |
| 90388 | Where is my lady's lord, where's Romeo? |
| 90389 | Friar. There on the ground, with his own tea... |
| 90390 | Nurse. O, he is even in my mistress' case, |
| 90391 | Just in her case! |
| 90392 | Friar. O woeful sympathy! |
| 90393 | Piteous predicament! |
| 90394 | Nurse. Even so lies she, |
| 90395 | Blubb'ring and weeping, weeping and blubbe... |
| 90396 | Stand up, stand up! Stand, an you be a man. |
| 90397 | For Juliet's sake, for her sake, rise and ... |
| 90398 | Why should you fall into so deep an O? |
| 90399 | Rom. (rises) Nurse- |
| 90400 | Nurse. Ah sir! ah sir! Well, death's the end... |
| 90401 | Rom. Spakest thou of Juliet? How is it with ... |
| 90402 | Doth not she think me an old murtherer, |
| 90403 | Now I have stain'd the childhood of our joy |
| 90404 | With blood remov'd but little from her own? |
| 90405 | Where is she? and how doth she! and what says |
| 90406 | My conceal'd lady to our cancell'd love? |
| 90407 | Nurse. O, she says nothing, sir, but weeps a... |
| 90408 | And now falls on her bed, and then starts up, |
| 90409 | And Tybalt calls; and then on Romeo cries, |
| 90410 | And then down falls again. |
| 90411 | Rom. As if that name, |
| 90412 | Shot from the deadly level of a gun, |
| 90413 | Did murther her; as that name's cursed hand |
| 90414 | Murder'd her kinsman. O, tell me, friar, t... |
| 90415 | In what vile part of this anatomy |
| 90416 | Doth my name lodge? Tell me, that I may sack |
| 90417 | The hateful mansion. [... |
| 90418 | Friar. Hold thy desperate hand. |
| 90419 | Art thou a man? Thy form cries out thou art; |
| 90420 | Thy tears are womanish, thy wild acts denote |
| 90421 | The unreasonable fury of a beast. |
| 90422 | Unseemly woman in a seeming man! |
| 90423 | Or ill-beseeming beast in seeming both! |
| 90424 | Thou hast amaz'd me. By my holy order, |
| 90425 | I thought thy disposition better temper'd. |
| 90426 | Hast thou slain Tybalt? Wilt thou slay thy... |
| 90427 | And slay thy lady that in thy life lives, |
| 90428 | By doing damned hate upon thyself? |
| 90429 | Why railest thou on thy birth, the heaven,... |
| 90430 | Since birth and heaven and earth, all thre... |
| 90431 | In thee at once; which thou at once woulds... |
| 90432 | Fie, fie, thou shamest thy shape, thy love... |
| 90433 | Which, like a usurer, abound'st in all, |
| 90434 | And usest none in that true use indeed |
| 90435 | Which should bedeck thy shape, thy love, t... |
| 90436 | Thy noble shape is but a form of wax |
| 90437 | Digressing from the valour of a man; |
| 90438 | Thy dear love sworn but hollow perjury, |
| 90439 | Killing that love which thou hast vow'd to... |
| 90440 | Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love, |
| 90441 | Misshapen in the conduct of them both, |
| 90442 | Like powder in a skilless soldier's flask, |
| 90443 | is get afire by thine own ignorance, |
| 90444 | And thou dismemb'red with thine own defence. |
| 90445 | What, rouse thee, man! Thy Juliet is alive, |
| 90446 | For whose dear sake thou wast but lately d... |
| 90447 | There art thou happy. Tybalt would kill thee, |
| 90448 | But thou slewest Tybalt. There art thou ha... |
| 90449 | The law, that threat'ned death, becomes th... |
| 90450 | And turns it to exile. There art thou happy. |
| 90451 | A pack of blessings light upon thy back; |
| 90452 | Happiness courts thee in her best array; |
| 90453 | But, like a misbhav'd and sullen wench, |
| 90454 | Thou pout'st upon thy fortune and thy love. |
| 90455 | Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable. |
| 90456 | Go get thee to thy love, as was decreed, |
| 90457 | Ascend her chamber, hence and comfort her. |
| 90458 | But look thou stay not till the watch be set, |
| 90459 | For then thou canst not pass to Mantua, |
| 90460 | Where thou shalt live till we can find a time |
| 90461 | To blaze your marriage, reconcile your fri... |
| 90462 | Beg pardon of the Prince, and call thee back |
| 90463 | With twenty hundred thousand times more joy |
| 90464 | Than thou went'st forth in lamentation. |
| 90465 | Go before, nurse. Commend me to thy lady, |
| 90466 | And bid her hasten all the house to bed, |
| 90467 | Which heavy sorrow makes them apt unto. |
| 90468 | Romeo is coming. |
| 90469 | Nurse. O Lord, I could have stay'd here all ... |
| 90470 | To hear good counsel. O, what learning is! |
| 90471 | My lord, I'll tell my lady you will come. |
| 90472 | Rom. Do so, and bid my sweet prepare to chide. |
| 90473 | Nurse. Here is a ring she bid me give you, sir. |
| 90474 | Hie you, make haste, for it grows very lat... |
| 90475 | Rom. How well my comfort is reviv'd by this! |
| 90476 | Friar. Go hence; good night; and here stands... |
| 90477 | Either be gone before the watch be set, |
| 90478 | Or by the break of day disguis'd from hence. |
| 90479 | Sojourn in Mantua. I'll find out your man, |
| 90480 | And he shall signify from time to time |
| 90481 | Every good hap to you that chances here. |
| 90482 | Give me thy hand. 'Tis late. Farewell; goo... |
| 90483 | Rom. But that a joy past joy calls out on me, |
| 90484 | It were a grief so brief to part with thee. |
| 90485 | Farewell. |
| 90486 | ... |
| 90487 | Scene IV. |
| 90488 | Capulet's house |
| 90489 | Enter Old Capulet, his Wife, and Paris. |
| 90490 | Cap. Things have fall'n out, sir, so unluckily |
| 90491 | That we have had no time to move our daugh... |
| 90492 | Look you, she lov'd her kinsman Tybalt dea... |
| 90493 | And so did I. Well, we were born to die. |
| 90494 | 'Tis very late; she'll not come down to-ni... |
| 90495 | I promise you, but for your company, |
| 90496 | I would have been abed an hour ago. |
| 90497 | Par. These times of woe afford no tune to woo. |
| 90498 | Madam, good night. Commend me to your daug... |
| 90499 | Lady. I will, and know her mind early to-mor... |
| 90500 | To-night she's mew'd up to her heaviness. |
| 90501 | Cap. Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender |
| 90502 | Of my child's love. I think she will be rul'd |
| 90503 | In all respects by me; nay more, I doubt i... |
| 90504 | Wife, go you to her ere you go to bed; |
| 90505 | Acquaint her here of my son Paris' love |
| 90506 | And bid her (mark you me?) on Wednesday ne... |
| 90507 | But, soft! what day is this? |
| 90508 | Par. Monday, my lord. |
| 90509 | Cap. Monday! ha, ha! Well, Wednesday is too ... |
| 90510 | Thursday let it be- a Thursday, tell her |
| 90511 | She shall be married to this noble earl. |
| 90512 | Will you be ready? Do you like this haste? |
| 90513 | We'll keep no great ado- a friend or two; |
| 90514 | For hark you, Tybalt being slain so late, |
| 90515 | It may be thought we held him carelessly, |
| 90516 | Being our kinsman, if we revel much. |
| 90517 | Therefore we'll have some half a dozen fri... |
| 90518 | And there an end. But what say you to Thur... |
| 90519 | Par. My lord, I would that Thursday were to-... |
| 90520 | Cap. Well, get you gone. A Thursday be it then. |
| 90521 | Go you to Juliet ere you go to bed; |
| 90522 | Prepare her, wife, against this wedding day. |
| 90523 | Farewell, My lord.- Light to my chamber, ho! |
| 90524 | Afore me, It is so very very late |
| 90525 | That we may call it early by-and-by. |
| 90526 | Good night. |
| 90527 | ... |
| 90528 | Scene V. |
| 90529 | Capulet's orchard. |
| 90530 | Enter Romeo and Juliet aloft, at the Window. |
| 90531 | Jul. Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day. |
| 90532 | It was the nightingale, and not the lark, |
| 90533 | That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear. |
| 90534 | Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree. |
| 90535 | Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. |
| 90536 | Rom. It was the lark, the herald of the morn; |
| 90537 | No nightingale. Look, love, what envious s... |
| 90538 | Do lace the severing clouds in yonder East. |
| 90539 | Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day |
| 90540 | Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. |
| 90541 | I must be gone and live, or stay and die. |
| 90542 | Jul. Yond light is not daylight; I know it, I. |
| 90543 | It is some meteor that the sun exhales |
| 90544 | To be to thee this night a torchbearer |
| 90545 | And light thee on the way to Mantua. |
| 90546 | Therefore stay yet; thou need'st not to be... |
| 90547 | Rom. Let me be ta'en, let me be put to death. |
| 90548 | I am content, so thou wilt have it so. |
| 90549 | I'll say yon grey is not the morning's eye, |
| 90550 | 'Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthia's brow; |
| 90551 | Nor that is not the lark whose notes do beat |
| 90552 | The vaulty heaven so high above our heads. |
| 90553 | I have more care to stay than will to go. |
| 90554 | Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so. |
| 90555 | How is't, my soul? Let's talk; it is not day. |
| 90556 | Jul. It is, it is! Hie hence, be gone, away! |
| 90557 | It is the lark that sings so out of tune, |
| 90558 | Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sh... |
| 90559 | Some say the lark makes sweet division; |
| 90560 | This doth not so, for she divideth us. |
| 90561 | Some say the lark and loathed toad chang'd... |
| 90562 | O, now I would they had chang'd voices too, |
| 90563 | Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray, |
| 90564 | Hunting thee hence with hunt's-up to the day! |
| 90565 | O, now be gone! More light and light it gr... |
| 90566 | Rom. More light and light- more dark and dar... |
| 90567 | Enter Nurse. |
| 90568 | Nurse. Madam! |
| 90569 | Jul. Nurse? |
| 90570 | Nurse. Your lady mother is coming to your ch... |
| 90571 | The day is broke; be wary, look about. |
| 90572 | Jul. Then, window, let day in, and let life ... |
| 90573 | ... |
| 90574 | Rom. Farewell, farewell! One kiss, and I'll ... |
| 90575 | ... |
| 90576 | Jul. Art thou gone so, my lord, my love, my ... |
| 90577 | I must hear from thee every day in the hour, |
| 90578 | For in a minute there are many days. |
| 90579 | O, by this count I shall be much in years |
| 90580 | Ere I again behold my Romeo! |
| 90581 | Rom. Farewell! |
| 90582 | I will omit no opportunity |
| 90583 | That may convey my greetings, love, to thee. |
| 90584 | Jul. O, think'st thou we shall ever meet again? |
| 90585 | Rom. I doubt it not; and all these woes shal... |
| 90586 | For sweet discourses in our time to come. |
| 90587 | Jul. O God, I have an ill-divining soul! |
| 90588 | Methinks I see thee, now thou art below, |
| 90589 | As one dead in the bottom of a tomb. |
| 90590 | Either my eyesight fails, or thou look'st ... |
| 90591 | Rom. And trust me, love, in my eye so do you. |
| 90592 | Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu! |
| 90593 | Exit. |
| 90594 | Jul. O Fortune, Fortune! all men call thee f... |
| 90595 | If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him |
| 90596 | That is renown'd for faith? Be fickle, For... |
| 90597 | For then I hope thou wilt not keep him long |
| 90598 | But send him back. |
| 90599 | Lady. [within] Ho, daughter! are you up? |
| 90600 | Jul. Who is't that calls? It is my lady mother. |
| 90601 | Is she not down so late, or up so early? |
| 90602 | What unaccustom'd cause procures her hither? |
| 90603 | Enter Mother. |
| 90604 | Lady. Why, how now, Juliet? |
| 90605 | Jul. Madam, I am not well. |
| 90606 | Lady. Evermore weeping for your cousin's death? |
| 90607 | What, wilt thou wash him from his grave wi... |
| 90608 | An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make ... |
| 90609 | Therefore have done. Some grief shows much... |
| 90610 | But much of grief shows still some want of... |
| 90611 | Jul. Yet let me weep for such a feeling loss. |
| 90612 | Lady. So shall you feel the loss, but not th... |
| 90613 | Which you weep for. |
| 90614 | Jul. Feeling so the loss, |
| 90615 | I cannot choose but ever weep the friend. |
| 90616 | Lady. Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much f... |
| 90617 | As that the villain lives which slaughter'... |
| 90618 | Jul. What villain, madam? |
| 90619 | Lady. That same villain Romeo. |
| 90620 | Jul. [aside] Villain and he be many miles as... |
| 90621 | God pardon him! I do, with all my heart; |
| 90622 | And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart. |
| 90623 | Lady. That is because the traitor murderer l... |
| 90624 | Jul. Ay, madam, from the reach of these my h... |
| 90625 | Would none but I might venge my cousin's d... |
| 90626 | Lady. We will have vengeance for it, fear th... |
| 90627 | Then weep no more. I'll send to one in Man... |
| 90628 | Where that same banish'd runagate doth live, |
| 90629 | Shall give him such an unaccustom'd dram |
| 90630 | That he shall soon keep Tybalt company; |
| 90631 | And then I hope thou wilt be satisfied. |
| 90632 | Jul. Indeed I never shall be satisfied |
| 90633 | With Romeo till I behold him- dead- |
| 90634 | Is my poor heart so for a kinsman vex'd. |
| 90635 | Madam, if you could find out but a man |
| 90636 | To bear a poison, I would temper it; |
| 90637 | That Romeo should, upon receipt thereof, |
| 90638 | Soon sleep in quiet. O, how my heart abhors |
| 90639 | To hear him nam'd and cannot come to him, |
| 90640 | To wreak the love I bore my cousin Tybalt |
| 90641 | Upon his body that hath slaughter'd him! |
| 90642 | Lady. Find thou the means, and I'll find suc... |
| 90643 | But now I'll tell thee joyful tidings, gir... |
| 90644 | Jul. And joy comes well in such a needy time. |
| 90645 | What are they, I beseech your ladyship? |
| 90646 | Lady. Well, well, thou hast a careful father... |
| 90647 | One who, to put thee from thy heaviness, |
| 90648 | Hath sorted out a sudden day of joy |
| 90649 | That thou expects not nor I look'd not for. |
| 90650 | Jul. Madam, in happy time! What day is that? |
| 90651 | Lady. Marry, my child, early next Thursday morn |
| 90652 | The gallant, young, and noble gentleman, |
| 90653 | The County Paris, at Saint Peter's Church, |
| 90654 | Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride. |
| 90655 | Jul. Now by Saint Peter's Church, and Peter ... |
| 90656 | He shall not make me there a joyful bride! |
| 90657 | I wonder at this haste, that I must wed |
| 90658 | Ere he that should be husband comes to woo. |
| 90659 | I pray you tell my lord and father, madam, |
| 90660 | I will not marry yet; and when I do, I swear |
| 90661 | It shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate, |
| 90662 | Rather than Paris. These are news indeed! |
| 90663 | Lady. Here comes your father. Tell him so yo... |
| 90664 | And see how be will take it at your hands. |
| 90665 | Enter Capulet and Nurse. |
| 90666 | Cap. When the sun sets the air doth drizzle ... |
| 90667 | But for the sunset of my brother's son |
| 90668 | It rains downright. |
| 90669 | How now? a conduit, girl? What, still in t... |
| 90670 | Evermore show'ring? In one little body |
| 90671 | Thou counterfeit'st a bark, a sea, a wind: |
| 90672 | For still thy eyes, which I may call the sea, |
| 90673 | Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy b... |
| 90674 | Sailing in this salt flood; the winds, thy... |
| 90675 | Who, raging with thy tears and they with t... |
| 90676 | Without a sudden calm will overset |
| 90677 | Thy tempest-tossed body. How now, wife? |
| 90678 | Have you delivered to her our decree? |
| 90679 | Lady. Ay, sir; but she will none, she gives ... |
| 90680 | I would the fool were married to her grave! |
| 90681 | Cap. Soft! take me with you, take me with yo... |
| 90682 | How? Will she none? Doth she not give us t... |
| 90683 | Is she not proud? Doth she not count her b... |
| 90684 | Unworthy as she is, that we have wrought |
| 90685 | So worthy a gentleman to be her bridegroom? |
| 90686 | Jul. Not proud you have, but thankful that y... |
| 90687 | Proud can I never be of what I hate, |
| 90688 | But thankful even for hate that is meant l... |
| 90689 | Cap. How, how, how, how, choplogic? What is ... |
| 90690 | 'Proud'- and 'I thank you'- and 'I thank y... |
| 90691 | And yet 'not proud'? Mistress minion you, |
| 90692 | Thank me no thankings, nor proud me no pro... |
| 90693 | But fettle your fine joints 'gainst Thursd... |
| 90694 | To go with Paris to Saint Peter's Church, |
| 90695 | Or I will drag thee on a hurdle thither. |
| 90696 | Out, you green-sickness carrion I out, you... |
| 90697 | You tallow-face! |
| 90698 | Lady. Fie, fie! what, are you mad? |
| 90699 | Jul. Good father, I beseech you on my knees, |
| 90700 | Hear me with patience but to speak a word. |
| 90701 | Cap. Hang thee, young baggage! disobedient w... |
| 90702 | I tell thee what- get thee to church a Thu... |
| 90703 | Or never after look me in the face. |
| 90704 | Speak not, reply not, do not answer me! |
| 90705 | My fingers itch. Wife, we scarce thought u... |
| 90706 | That God had lent us but this only child; |
| 90707 | But now I see this one is one too much, |
| 90708 | And that we have a curse in having her. |
| 90709 | Out on her, hilding! |
| 90710 | Nurse. God in heaven bless her! |
| 90711 | You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so. |
| 90712 | Cap. And why, my Lady Wisdom? Hold your tongue, |
| 90713 | Good Prudence. Smatter with your gossips, go! |
| 90714 | Nurse. I speak no treason. |
| 90715 | Cap. O, God-i-god-en! |
| 90716 | Nurse. May not one speak? |
| 90717 | Cap. Peace, you mumbling fool! |
| 90718 | Utter your gravity o'er a gossip's bowl, |
| 90719 | For here we need it not. |
| 90720 | Lady. You are too hot. |
| 90721 | Cap. God's bread I it makes me mad. Day, nig... |
| 90722 | At home, abroad, alone, in company, |
| 90723 | Waking or sleeping, still my care hath been |
| 90724 | To have her match'd; and having now provided |
| 90725 | A gentleman of princely parentage, |
| 90726 | Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly trai... |
| 90727 | Stuff'd, as they say, with honourable parts, |
| 90728 | Proportion'd as one's thought would wish a... |
| 90729 | And then to have a wretched puling fool, |
| 90730 | A whining mammet, in her fortune's tender, |
| 90731 | To answer 'I'll not wed, I cannot love; |
| 90732 | I am too young, I pray you pardon me'! |
| 90733 | But, an you will not wed, I'll pardon you. |
| 90734 | Graze where you will, you shall not house ... |
| 90735 | Look to't, think on't; I do not use to jest. |
| 90736 | Thursday is near; lay hand on heart, advise: |
| 90737 | An you be mine, I'll give you to my friend; |
| 90738 | An you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in t... |
| 90739 | For, by my soul, I'll ne'er acknowledge thee, |
| 90740 | Nor what is mine shall never do thee good. |
| 90741 | Trust to't. Bethink you. I'll not be forsw... |
| 90742 | Jul. Is there no pity sitting in the clouds |
| 90743 | That sees into the bottom of my grief? |
| 90744 | O sweet my mother, cast me not away! |
| 90745 | Delay this marriage for a month, a week; |
| 90746 | Or if you do not, make the bridal bed |
| 90747 | In that dim monument where Tybalt lies. |
| 90748 | Lady. Talk not to me, for I'll not speak a w... |
| 90749 | Do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee... |
| 90750 | Jul. O God!- O nurse, how shall this be prev... |
| 90751 | My husband is on earth, my faith in heaven. |
| 90752 | How shall that faith return again to earth |
| 90753 | Unless that husband send it me from heaven |
| 90754 | By leaving earth? Comfort me, counsel me. |
| 90755 | Alack, alack, that heaven should practise ... |
| 90756 | Upon so soft a subject as myself! |
| 90757 | What say'st thou? Hast thou not a word of ... |
| 90758 | Some comfort, nurse. |
| 90759 | Nurse. Faith, here it is. |
| 90760 | Romeo is banish'd; and all the world to no... |
| 90761 | That he dares ne'er come back to challenge... |
| 90762 | Or if he do, it needs must be by stealth. |
| 90763 | Then, since the case so stands as now it d... |
| 90764 | I think it best you married with the County. |
| 90765 | O, he's a lovely gentleman! |
| 90766 | Romeo's a dishclout to him. An eagle, madam, |
| 90767 | Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye |
| 90768 | As Paris hath. Beshrew my very heart, |
| 90769 | I think you are happy in this second match, |
| 90770 | For it excels your first; or if it did not, |
| 90771 | Your first is dead- or 'twere as good he were |
| 90772 | As living here and you no use of him. |
| 90773 | Jul. Speak'st thou this from thy heart? |
| 90774 | Nurse. And from my soul too; else beshrew th... |
| 90775 | Jul. Amen! |
| 90776 | Nurse. What? |
| 90777 | Jul. Well, thou hast comforted me marvellous... |
| 90778 | Go in; and tell my lady I am gone, |
| 90779 | Having displeas'd my father, to Laurence' ... |
| 90780 | To make confession and to be absolv'd. |
| 90781 | Nurse. Marry, I will; and this is wisely don... |
| 90782 | Jul. Ancient damnation! O most wicked fiend! |
| 90783 | Is it more sin to wish me thus forsworn, |
| 90784 | Or to dispraise my lord with that same tongue |
| 90785 | Which she hath prais'd him with above compare |
| 90786 | So many thousand times? Go, counsellor! |
| 90787 | Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain. |
| 90788 | I'll to the friar to know his remedy. |
| 90789 | If all else fail, myself have power to die... |
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| 90798 | ACT IV. Scene I. |
| 90799 | Friar Laurence's cell. |
| 90800 | Enter Friar, [Laurence] and County Paris. |
| 90801 | Friar. On Thursday, sir? The time is very sh... |
| 90802 | Par. My father Capulet will have it so, |
| 90803 | And I am nothing slow to slack his haste. |
| 90804 | Friar. You say you do not know the lady's mind. |
| 90805 | Uneven is the course; I like it not. |
| 90806 | Par. Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death, |
| 90807 | And therefore have I little talk'd of love; |
| 90808 | For Venus smiles not in a house of tears. |
| 90809 | Now, sir, her father counts it dangerous |
| 90810 | That she do give her sorrow so much sway, |
| 90811 | And in his wisdom hastes our marriage |
| 90812 | To stop the inundation of her tears, |
| 90813 | Which, too much minded by herself alone, |
| 90814 | May be put from her by society. |
| 90815 | Now do you know the reason of this haste. |
| 90816 | Friar. [aside] I would I knew not why it sho... |
| 90817 | Look, sir, here comes the lady toward my c... |
| 90818 | Enter Juliet. |
| 90819 | Par. Happily met, my lady and my wife! |
| 90820 | Jul. That may be, sir, when I may be a wife. |
| 90821 | Par. That may be must be, love, on Thursday ... |
| 90822 | Jul. What must be shall be. |
| 90823 | Friar. That's a certain text. |
| 90824 | Par. Come you to make confession to this fat... |
| 90825 | Jul. To answer that, I should confess to you. |
| 90826 | Par. Do not deny to him that you love me. |
| 90827 | Jul. I will confess to you that I love him. |
| 90828 | Par. So will ye, I am sure, that you love me. |
| 90829 | Jul. If I do so, it will be of more price, |
| 90830 | Being spoke behind your back, than to your... |
| 90831 | Par. Poor soul, thy face is much abus'd with... |
| 90832 | Jul. The tears have got small victory by that, |
| 90833 | For it was bad enough before their spite. |
| 90834 | Par. Thou wrong'st it more than tears with t... |
| 90835 | Jul. That is no slander, sir, which is a tru... |
| 90836 | And what I spake, I spake it to my face. |
| 90837 | Par. Thy face is mine, and thou hast sland'r... |
| 90838 | Jul. It may be so, for it is not mine own. |
| 90839 | Are you at leisure, holy father, now, |
| 90840 | Or shall I come to you at evening mass |
| 90841 | Friar. My leisure serves me, pensive daughte... |
| 90842 | My lord, we must entreat the time alone. |
| 90843 | Par. God shield I should disturb devotion! |
| 90844 | Juliet, on Thursday early will I rouse ye. |
| 90845 | Till then, adieu, and keep this holy kiss.... |
| 90846 | Jul. O, shut the door! and when thou hast do... |
| 90847 | Come weep with me- past hope, past cure, p... |
| 90848 | Friar. Ah, Juliet, I already know thy grief; |
| 90849 | It strains me past the compass of my wits. |
| 90850 | I hear thou must, and nothing may prorogue... |
| 90851 | On Thursday next be married to this County. |
| 90852 | Jul. Tell me not, friar, that thou hear'st o... |
| 90853 | Unless thou tell me how I may prevent it. |
| 90854 | If in thy wisdom thou canst give no help, |
| 90855 | Do thou but call my resolution wise |
| 90856 | And with this knife I'll help it presently. |
| 90857 | God join'd my heart and Romeo's, thou our ... |
| 90858 | And ere this hand, by thee to Romeo's seal'd, |
| 90859 | Shall be the label to another deed, |
| 90860 | Or my true heart with treacherous revolt |
| 90861 | Turn to another, this shall slay them both. |
| 90862 | Therefore, out of thy long-experienc'd time, |
| 90863 | Give me some present counsel; or, behold, |
| 90864 | 'Twixt my extremes and me this bloody knife |
| 90865 | Shall play the empire, arbitrating that |
| 90866 | Which the commission of thy years and art |
| 90867 | Could to no issue of true honour bring. |
| 90868 | Be not so long to speak. I long to die |
| 90869 | If what thou speak'st speak not of remedy. |
| 90870 | Friar. Hold, daughter. I do spy a kind of hope, |
| 90871 | Which craves as desperate an execution |
| 90872 | As that is desperate which we would prevent. |
| 90873 | If, rather than to marry County Paris |
| 90874 | Thou hast the strength of will to slay thy... |
| 90875 | Then is it likely thou wilt undertake |
| 90876 | A thing like death to chide away this shame, |
| 90877 | That cop'st with death himself to scape fr... |
| 90878 | And, if thou dar'st, I'll give thee remedy. |
| 90879 | Jul. O, bid me leap, rather than marry Paris, |
| 90880 | From off the battlements of yonder tower, |
| 90881 | Or walk in thievish ways, or bid me lurk |
| 90882 | Where serpents are; chain me with roaring ... |
| 90883 | Or shut me nightly in a charnel house, |
| 90884 | O'ercover'd quite with dead men's rattling... |
| 90885 | With reeky shanks and yellow chapless skulls; |
| 90886 | Or bid me go into a new-made grave |
| 90887 | And hide me with a dead man in his shroud- |
| 90888 | Things that, to hear them told, have made ... |
| 90889 | And I will do it without fear or doubt, |
| 90890 | To live an unstain'd wife to my sweet love. |
| 90891 | Friar. Hold, then. Go home, be merry, give c... |
| 90892 | To marry Paris. Wednesday is to-morrow. |
| 90893 | To-morrow night look that thou lie alone; |
| 90894 | Let not the nurse lie with thee in thy cha... |
| 90895 | Take thou this vial, being then in bed, |
| 90896 | And this distilled liquor drink thou off; |
| 90897 | When presently through all thy veins shall... |
| 90898 | A cold and drowsy humour; for no pulse |
| 90899 | Shall keep his native progress, but surcease; |
| 90900 | No warmth, no breath, shall testify thou l... |
| 90901 | The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade |
| 90902 | To paly ashes, thy eyes' windows fall |
| 90903 | Like death when he shuts up the day of life; |
| 90904 | Each part, depriv'd of supple government, |
| 90905 | Shall, stiff and stark and cold, appear li... |
| 90906 | And in this borrowed likeness of shrunk death |
| 90907 | Thou shalt continue two-and-forty hours, |
| 90908 | And then awake as from a pleasant sleep. |
| 90909 | Now, when the bridegroom in the morning comes |
| 90910 | To rouse thee from thy bed, there art thou... |
| 90911 | Then, as the manner of our country is, |
| 90912 | In thy best robes uncovered on the bier |
| 90913 | Thou shalt be borne to that same ancient v... |
| 90914 | Where all the kindred of the Capulets lie. |
| 90915 | In the mean time, against thou shalt awake, |
| 90916 | Shall Romeo by my letters know our drift; |
| 90917 | And hither shall he come; and he and I |
| 90918 | Will watch thy waking, and that very night |
| 90919 | Shall Romeo bear thee hence to Mantua. |
| 90920 | And this shall free thee from this present... |
| 90921 | If no inconstant toy nor womanish fear |
| 90922 | Abate thy valour in the acting it. |
| 90923 | Jul. Give me, give me! O, tell not me of fear! |
| 90924 | Friar. Hold! Get you gone, be strong and pro... |
| 90925 | In this resolve. I'll send a friar with speed |
| 90926 | To Mantua, with my letters to thy lord. |
| 90927 | Jul. Love give me strength! and strength sha... |
| 90928 | Farewell, dear father. |
| 90929 | ... |
| 90930 | Scene II. |
| 90931 | Capulet's house. |
| 90932 | Enter Father Capulet, Mother, Nurse, and Servi... |
| 90933 | two or three. |
| 90934 | Cap. So many guests invite as here are writ. |
| 90935 | [E... |
| 90936 | Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks. |
| 90937 | Serv. You shall have none ill, sir; for I'll... |
| 90938 | their fingers. |
| 90939 | Cap. How canst thou try them so? |
| 90940 | Serv. Marry, sir, 'tis an ill cook that cann... |
| 90941 | fingers. Therefore he that cannot lick his... |
| 90942 | me. |
| 90943 | Cap. Go, begone. |
| 90944 | ... |
| 90945 | We shall be much unfurnish'd for this time. |
| 90946 | What, is my daughter gone to Friar Laurence? |
| 90947 | Nurse. Ay, forsooth. |
| 90948 | Cap. Well, be may chance to do some good on ... |
| 90949 | A peevish self-will'd harlotry it is. |
| 90950 | Enter Juliet. |
| 90951 | Nurse. See where she comes from shrift with ... |
| 90952 | Cap. How now, my headstrong? Where have you ... |
| 90953 | Jul. Where I have learnt me to repent the sin |
| 90954 | Of disobedient opposition |
| 90955 | To you and your behests, and am enjoin'd |
| 90956 | By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here |
| 90957 | To beg your pardon. Pardon, I beseech you! |
| 90958 | Henceforward I am ever rul'd by you. |
| 90959 | Cap. Send for the County. Go tell him of this. |
| 90960 | I'll have this knot knit up to-morrow morn... |
| 90961 | Jul. I met the youthful lord at Laurence' cell |
| 90962 | And gave him what becomed love I might, |
| 90963 | Not stepping o'er the bounds of modesty. |
| 90964 | Cap. Why, I am glad on't. This is well. Stan... |
| 90965 | This is as't should be. Let me see the Cou... |
| 90966 | Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither. |
| 90967 | Now, afore God, this reverend holy friar, |
| 90968 | All our whole city is much bound to him. |
| 90969 | Jul. Nurse, will you go with me into my closet |
| 90970 | To help me sort such needful ornaments |
| 90971 | As you think fit to furnish me to-morrow? |
| 90972 | Mother. No, not till Thursday. There is time... |
| 90973 | Cap. Go, nurse, go with her. We'll to church... |
| 90974 | Exeunt... |
| 90975 | Mother. We shall be short in our provision. |
| 90976 | 'Tis now near night. |
| 90977 | Cap. Tush, I will stir about, |
| 90978 | And all things shall be well, I warrant th... |
| 90979 | Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up her. |
| 90980 | I'll not to bed to-night; let me alone. |
| 90981 | I'll play the housewife for this once. Wha... |
| 90982 | They are all forth; well, I will walk myself |
| 90983 | To County Paris, to prepare him up |
| 90984 | Against to-morrow. My heart is wondrous li... |
| 90985 | Since this same wayward girl is so reclaim'd. |
| 90986 | ... |
| 90987 | Scene III. |
| 90988 | Juliet's chamber. |
| 90989 | Enter Juliet and Nurse. |
| 90990 | Jul. Ay, those attires are best; but, gentle... |
| 90991 | I pray thee leave me to myself to-night; |
| 90992 | For I have need of many orisons |
| 90993 | To move the heavens to smile upon my state, |
| 90994 | Which, well thou knowest, is cross and ful... |
| 90995 | Enter Mother. |
| 90996 | Mother. What, are you busy, ho? Need you my ... |
| 90997 | Jul. No, madam; we have cull'd such necessaries |
| 90998 | As are behooffull for our state to-morrow. |
| 90999 | So please you, let me now be left alone, |
| 91000 | And let the nurse this night sit up with you; |
| 91001 | For I am sure you have your hands full all |
| 91002 | In this so sudden business. |
| 91003 | Mother. Good night. |
| 91004 | Get thee to bed, and rest; for thou hast n... |
| 91005 | Exeunt [... |
| 91006 | Jul. Farewell! God knows when we shall meet ... |
| 91007 | I have a faint cold fear thrills through m... |
| 91008 | That almost freezes up the heat of life. |
| 91009 | I'll call them back again to comfort me. |
| 91010 | Nurse!- What should she do here? |
| 91011 | My dismal scene I needs must act alone. |
| 91012 | Come, vial. |
| 91013 | What if this mixture do not work at all? |
| 91014 | Shall I be married then to-morrow morning? |
| 91015 | No, No! This shall forbid it. Lie thou there. |
| 91016 | L... |
| 91017 | What if it be a poison which the friar |
| 91018 | Subtilly hath minist'red to have me dead, |
| 91019 | Lest in this marriage he should be dishono... |
| 91020 | Because he married me before to Romeo? |
| 91021 | I fear it is; and yet methinks it should not, |
| 91022 | For he hath still been tried a holy man. |
| 91023 | I will not entertain so bad a thought. |
| 91024 | How if, when I am laid into the tomb, |
| 91025 | I wake before the time that Romeo |
| 91026 | Come to redeem me? There's a fearful point! |
| 91027 | Shall I not then be stifled in the vault, |
| 91028 | To whose foul mouth no healthsome air brea... |
| 91029 | And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes? |
| 91030 | Or, if I live, is it not very like |
| 91031 | The horrible conceit of death and night, |
| 91032 | Together with the terror of the place- |
| 91033 | As in a vault, an ancient receptacle |
| 91034 | Where for this many hundred years the bones |
| 91035 | Of all my buried ancestors are pack'd; |
| 91036 | Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth, |
| 91037 | Lies fest'ring in his shroud; where, as th... |
| 91038 | At some hours in the night spirits resort- |
| 91039 | Alack, alack, is it not like that I, |
| 91040 | So early waking- what with loathsome smells, |
| 91041 | And shrieks like mandrakes torn out of the... |
| 91042 | That living mortals, hearing them, run mad- |
| 91043 | O, if I wake, shall I not be distraught, |
| 91044 | Environed with all these hideous fears, |
| 91045 | And madly play with my forefathers' joints, |
| 91046 | And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his shro... |
| 91047 | And, in this rage, with some great kinsman... |
| 91048 | As with a club dash out my desp'rate brains? |
| 91049 | O, look! methinks I see my cousin's ghost |
| 91050 | Seeking out Romeo, that did spit his body |
| 91051 | Upon a rapier's point. Stay, Tybalt, stay! |
| 91052 | Romeo, I come! this do I drink to thee. |
| 91053 | She [drinks and] falls upon her bed wi... |
| 91054 | Scene IV. |
| 91055 | Capulet's house. |
| 91056 | Enter Lady of the House and Nurse. |
| 91057 | Lady. Hold, take these keys and fetch more s... |
| 91058 | Nurse. They call for dates and quinces in th... |
| 91059 | Enter Old Capulet. |
| 91060 | Cap. Come, stir, stir, stir! The second cock... |
| 91061 | The curfew bell hath rung, 'tis three o'cl... |
| 91062 | Look to the bak'd meats, good Angelica; |
| 91063 | Spare not for cost. |
| 91064 | Nurse. Go, you cot-quean, go, |
| 91065 | Get you to bed! Faith, you'll be sick to-m... |
| 91066 | For this night's watching. |
| 91067 | Cap. No, not a whit. What, I have watch'd er... |
| 91068 | All night for lesser cause, and ne'er been... |
| 91069 | Lady. Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your... |
| 91070 | But I will watch you from such watching now. |
| 91071 | Exeu... |
| 91072 | Cap. A jealous hood, a jealous hood! |
| 91073 | Enter three or four [Fellows, with spits and... |
| 91074 | What is there? Now, fellow, |
| 91075 | Fellow. Things for the cook, sir; but I know... |
| 91076 | Cap. Make haste, make haste. [Exit Fellow.] ... |
| 91077 | logs. |
| 91078 | Call Peter; he will show thee where they are. |
| 91079 | Fellow. I have a head, sir, that will find o... |
| 91080 | And never trouble Peter for the matter. |
| 91081 | Cap. Mass, and well said; a merry whoreson, ha! |
| 91082 | Thou shalt be loggerhead. [Exit Fellow.] G... |
| 91083 | The County will be here with music straight, |
| 91084 | For so he said he would. ... |
| 91085 | I hear him near. |
| 91086 | Nurse! Wife! What, ho! What, nurse, I say! |
| 91087 | Enter Nurse. |
| 91088 | Go waken Juliet; go and trim her up. |
| 91089 | I'll go and chat with Paris. Hie, make haste, |
| 91090 | Make haste! The bridegroom he is come alre... |
| 91091 | Make haste, I say. |
| 91092 | ... |
| 91093 | Scene V. |
| 91094 | Juliet's chamber. |
| 91095 | [Enter Nurse.] |
| 91096 | Nurse. Mistress! what, mistress! Juliet! Fas... |
| 91097 | Why, lamb! why, lady! Fie, you slug-abed! |
| 91098 | Why, love, I say! madam! sweetheart! Why, ... |
| 91099 | What, not a word? You take your pennyworth... |
| 91100 | Sleep for a week; for the next night, I wa... |
| 91101 | The County Paris hath set up his rest |
| 91102 | That you shall rest but little. God forgiv... |
| 91103 | Marry, and amen. How sound is she asleep! |
| 91104 | I needs must wake her. Madam, madam, madam! |
| 91105 | Ay, let the County take you in your bed! |
| 91106 | He'll fright you up, i' faith. Will it not... |
| 91107 | [Draws as... |
| 91108 | What, dress'd, and in your clothes, and do... |
| 91109 | I must needs wake you. Lady! lady! lady! |
| 91110 | Alas, alas! Help, help! My lady's dead! |
| 91111 | O weraday that ever I was born! |
| 91112 | Some aqua-vitae, ho! My lord! my lady! |
| 91113 | Enter Mother. |
| 91114 | Mother. What noise is here? |
| 91115 | Nurse. O lamentable day! |
| 91116 | Mother. What is the matter? |
| 91117 | Nurse. Look, look! O heavy day! |
| 91118 | Mother. O me, O me! My child, my only life! |
| 91119 | Revive, look up, or I will die with thee! |
| 91120 | Help, help! Call help. |
| 91121 | Enter Father. |
| 91122 | Father. For shame, bring Juliet forth; her l... |
| 91123 | Nurse. She's dead, deceas'd; she's dead! Ala... |
| 91124 | Mother. Alack the day, she's dead, she's dea... |
| 91125 | Cap. Ha! let me see her. Out alas! she's cold, |
| 91126 | Her blood is settled, and her joints are s... |
| 91127 | Life and these lips have long been separated. |
| 91128 | Death lies on her like an untimely frost |
| 91129 | Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. |
| 91130 | Nurse. O lamentable day! |
| 91131 | Mother. O woful time! |
| 91132 | Cap. Death, that hath ta'en her hence to mak... |
| 91133 | Ties up my tongue and will not let me speak. |
| 91134 | Enter Friar [Laurence] and the County [Paris... |
| 91135 | Friar. Come, is the bride ready to go to chu... |
| 91136 | Cap. Ready to go, but never to return. |
| 91137 | O son, the night before thy wedding day |
| 91138 | Hath Death lain with thy wife. See, there ... |
| 91139 | Flower as she was, deflowered by him. |
| 91140 | Death is my son-in-law, Death is my heir; |
| 91141 | My daughter he hath wedded. I will die |
| 91142 | And leave him all. Life, living, all is De... |
| 91143 | Par. Have I thought long to see this morning... |
| 91144 | And doth it give me such a sight as this? |
| 91145 | Mother. Accurs'd, unhappy, wretched, hateful... |
| 91146 | Most miserable hour that e'er time saw |
| 91147 | In lasting labour of his pilgrimage! |
| 91148 | But one, poor one, one poor and loving child, |
| 91149 | But one thing to rejoice and solace in, |
| 91150 | And cruel Death hath catch'd it from my si... |
| 91151 | Nurse. O woe? O woful, woful, woful day! |
| 91152 | Most lamentable day, most woful day |
| 91153 | That ever ever I did yet behold! |
| 91154 | O day! O day! O day! O hateful day! |
| 91155 | Never was seen so black a day as this. |
| 91156 | O woful day! O woful day! |
| 91157 | Par. Beguil'd, divorced, wronged, spited, sl... |
| 91158 | Most detestable Death, by thee beguil'd, |
| 91159 | By cruel cruel thee quite overthrown! |
| 91160 | O love! O life! not life, but love in death |
| 91161 | Cap. Despis'd, distressed, hated, martyr'd, ... |
| 91162 | Uncomfortable time, why cam'st thou now |
| 91163 | To murther, murther our solemnity? |
| 91164 | O child! O child! my soul, and not my child! |
| 91165 | Dead art thou, dead! alack, my child is dead, |
| 91166 | And with my child my joys are buried! |
| 91167 | Friar. Peace, ho, for shame! Confusion's cur... |
| 91168 | In these confusions. Heaven and yourself |
| 91169 | Had part in this fair maid! now heaven hat... |
| 91170 | And all the better is it for the maid. |
| 91171 | Your part in her you could not keep from d... |
| 91172 | But heaven keeps his part in eternal life. |
| 91173 | The most you sought was her promotion, |
| 91174 | For 'twas your heaven she should be advanc'd; |
| 91175 | And weep ye now, seeing she is advanc'd |
| 91176 | Above the clouds, as high as heaven itself? |
| 91177 | O, in this love, you love your child so ill |
| 91178 | That you run mad, seeing that she is well. |
| 91179 | She's not well married that lives married ... |
| 91180 | But she's best married that dies married y... |
| 91181 | Dry up your tears and stick your rosemary |
| 91182 | On this fair corse, and, as the custom is, |
| 91183 | In all her best array bear her to church; |
| 91184 | For though fond nature bids us all lament, |
| 91185 | Yet nature's tears are reason's merriment. |
| 91186 | Cap. All things that we ordained festival |
| 91187 | Turn from their office to black funeral- |
| 91188 | Our instruments to melancholy bells, |
| 91189 | Our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast; |
| 91190 | Our solemn hymns to sullen dirges change; |
| 91191 | Our bridal flowers serve for a buried corse; |
| 91192 | And all things change them to the contrary. |
| 91193 | Friar. Sir, go you in; and, madam, go with him; |
| 91194 | And go, Sir Paris. Every one prepare |
| 91195 | To follow this fair corse unto her grave. |
| 91196 | The heavens do low'r upon you for some ill; |
| 91197 | Move them no more by crossing their high w... |
| 91198 | Exeunt. Manent Musi... |
| 91199 | 1. Mus. Faith, we may put up our pipes and b... |
| 91200 | Nurse. Honest good fellows, ah, put up, put up! |
| 91201 | For well you know this is a pitiful case. ... |
| 91202 | 1. Mus. Ay, by my troth, the case may be ame... |
| 91203 | Enter Peter. |
| 91204 | Pet. Musicians, O, musicians, 'Heart's ease,... |
| 91205 | O, an you will have me live, play 'Heart's... |
| 91206 | 1. Mus. Why 'Heart's ease'', |
| 91207 | Pet. O, musicians, because my heart itself p... |
| 91208 | of woe.' O, play me some merry dump to com... |
| 91209 | 1. Mus. Not a dump we! 'Tis no time to play ... |
| 91210 | Pet. You will not then? |
| 91211 | 1. Mus. No. |
| 91212 | Pet. I will then give it you soundly. |
| 91213 | 1. Mus. What will you give us? |
| 91214 | Pet. No money, on my faith, but the gleek. I... |
| 91215 | minstrel. |
| 91216 | 1. Mus. Then will I give you the serving-cre... |
| 91217 | Pet. Then will I lay the serving-creature's ... |
| 91218 | I will carry no crotchets. I'll re you, I'... |
| 91219 | me? |
| 91220 | 1. Mus. An you re us and fa us, you note us. |
| 91221 | 2. Mus. Pray you put up your dagger, and put... |
| 91222 | Pet. Then have at you with my wit! I will dr... |
| 91223 | wit, and put up my iron dagger. Answer me ... |
| 91224 | 'When griping grief the heart doth ... |
| 91225 | And doleful dumps the mind oppress, |
| 91226 | Then music with her silver sound'- |
| 91227 | Why 'silver sound'? Why 'music with her si... |
| 91228 | What say you, Simon Catling? |
| 91229 | 1. Mus. Marry, sir, because silver hath a sw... |
| 91230 | Pet. Pretty! What say You, Hugh Rebeck? |
| 91231 | 2. Mus. I say 'silver sound' because musicia... |
| 91232 | Pet. Pretty too! What say you, James Soundpost? |
| 91233 | 3. Mus. Faith, I know not what to say. |
| 91234 | Pet. O, I cry you mercy! you are the singer.... |
| 91235 | is 'music with her silver sound' because m... |
| 91236 | for sounding. |
| 91237 | 'Then music with her silver sound |
| 91238 | With speedy help doth lend redres... |
| 91239 | 1. Mus. What a pestilent knave is this same? |
| 91240 | 2. Mus. Hang him, Jack! Come, we'll in here,... |
| 91241 | mourners, and stay dinner. |
| 91242 | ... |
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| 91251 | ACT V. Scene I. |
| 91252 | Mantua. A street. |
| 91253 | Enter Romeo. |
| 91254 | Rom. If I may trust the flattering truth of ... |
| 91255 | My dreams presage some joyful news at hand. |
| 91256 | My bosom's lord sits lightly in his throne, |
| 91257 | And all this day an unaccustom'd spirit |
| 91258 | Lifts me above the ground with cheerful th... |
| 91259 | I dreamt my lady came and found me dead |
| 91260 | (Strange dream that gives a dead man leave... |
| 91261 | And breath'd such life with kisses in my lips |
| 91262 | That I reviv'd and was an emperor. |
| 91263 | Ah me! how sweet is love itself possess'd, |
| 91264 | When but love's shadows are so rich in joy! |
| 91265 | Enter Romeo's Man Balthasar, b... |
| 91266 | News from Verona! How now, Balthasar? |
| 91267 | Dost thou not bring me letters from the fr... |
| 91268 | How doth my lady? Is my father well? |
| 91269 | How fares my Juliet? That I ask again, |
| 91270 | For nothing can be ill if she be well. |
| 91271 | Man. Then she is well, and nothing can be ill. |
| 91272 | Her body sleeps in Capel's monument, |
| 91273 | And her immortal part with angels lives. |
| 91274 | I saw her laid low in her kindred's vault |
| 91275 | And presently took post to tell it you. |
| 91276 | O, pardon me for bringing these ill news, |
| 91277 | Since you did leave it for my office, sir. |
| 91278 | Rom. Is it e'en so? Then I defy you, stars! |
| 91279 | Thou knowest my lodging. Get me ink and paper |
| 91280 | And hire posthorses. I will hence to-night. |
| 91281 | Man. I do beseech you, sir, have patience. |
| 91282 | Your looks are pale and wild and do import |
| 91283 | Some misadventure. |
| 91284 | Rom. Tush, thou art deceiv'd. |
| 91285 | Leave me and do the thing I bid thee do. |
| 91286 | Hast thou no letters to me from the friar? |
| 91287 | Man. No, my good lord. |
| 91288 | Rom. No matter. Get thee gone |
| 91289 | And hire those horses. I'll be with thee s... |
| 91290 | ... |
| 91291 | Well, Juliet, I will lie with thee to-night. |
| 91292 | Let's see for means. O mischief, thou art ... |
| 91293 | To enter in the thoughts of desperate men! |
| 91294 | I do remember an apothecary, |
| 91295 | And hereabouts 'a dwells, which late I noted |
| 91296 | In tatt'red weeds, with overwhelming brows, |
| 91297 | Culling of simples. Meagre were his looks, |
| 91298 | Sharp misery had worn him to the bones; |
| 91299 | And in his needy shop a tortoise hung, |
| 91300 | An alligator stuff'd, and other skins |
| 91301 | Of ill-shaped fishes; and about his shelves |
| 91302 | A beggarly account of empty boxes, |
| 91303 | Green earthen pots, bladders, and musty se... |
| 91304 | Remnants of packthread, and old cakes of r... |
| 91305 | Were thinly scattered, to make up a show. |
| 91306 | Noting this penury, to myself I said, |
| 91307 | 'An if a man did need a poison now |
| 91308 | Whose sale is present death in Mantua, |
| 91309 | Here lives a caitiff wretch would sell it ... |
| 91310 | O, this same thought did but forerun my need, |
| 91311 | And this same needy man must sell it me. |
| 91312 | As I remember, this should be the house. |
| 91313 | Being holiday, the beggar's shop is shut. ... |
| 91314 | Enter Apothecary. |
| 91315 | Apoth. Who calls so loud? |
| 91316 | Rom. Come hither, man. I see that thou art p... |
| 91317 | Hold, there is forty ducats. Let me have |
| 91318 | A dram of poison, such soon-speeding gear |
| 91319 | As will disperse itself through all the veins |
| 91320 | That the life-weary taker mall fall dead, |
| 91321 | And that the trunk may be discharg'd of br... |
| 91322 | As violently as hasty powder fir'd |
| 91323 | Doth hurry from the fatal cannon's womb. |
| 91324 | Apoth. Such mortal drugs I have; but Mantua'... |
| 91325 | Is death to any he that utters them. |
| 91326 | Rom. Art thou so bare and full of wretchedne... |
| 91327 | And fearest to die? Famine is in thy cheeks, |
| 91328 | Need and oppression starveth in thine eyes, |
| 91329 | Contempt and beggary hangs upon thy back: |
| 91330 | The world is not thy friend, nor the world... |
| 91331 | The world affords no law to make thee rich; |
| 91332 | Then be not poor, but break it and take this. |
| 91333 | Apoth. My poverty but not my will consents. |
| 91334 | Rom. I pay thy poverty and not thy will. |
| 91335 | Apoth. Put this in any liquid thing you will |
| 91336 | And drink it off, and if you had the strength |
| 91337 | Of twenty men, it would dispatch you strai... |
| 91338 | Rom. There is thy gold- worse poison to men'... |
| 91339 | Doing more murther in this loathsome world, |
| 91340 | Than these poor compounds that thou mayst ... |
| 91341 | I sell thee poison; thou hast sold me none. |
| 91342 | Farewell. Buy food and get thyself in flesh. |
| 91343 | Come, cordial and not poison, go with me |
| 91344 | To Juliet's grave; for there must I use thee. |
| 91345 | ... |
| 91346 | Scene II. |
| 91347 | Verona. Friar Laurence's cell. |
| 91348 | Enter Friar John to Friar Laurence. |
| 91349 | John. Holy Franciscan friar, brother, ho! |
| 91350 | Enter Friar Laurence. |
| 91351 | Laur. This same should be the voice of Friar... |
| 91352 | Welcome from Mantua. What says Romeo? |
| 91353 | Or, if his mind be writ, give me his letter. |
| 91354 | John. Going to find a barefoot brother out, |
| 91355 | One of our order, to associate me |
| 91356 | Here in this city visiting the sick, |
| 91357 | And finding him, the searchers of the town, |
| 91358 | Suspecting that we both were in a house |
| 91359 | Where the infectious pestilence did reign, |
| 91360 | Seal'd up the doors, and would not let us ... |
| 91361 | So that my speed to Mantua there was stay'd. |
| 91362 | Laur. Who bare my letter, then, to Romeo? |
| 91363 | John. I could not send it- here it is again- |
| 91364 | Nor get a messenger to bring it thee, |
| 91365 | So fearful were they of infection. |
| 91366 | Laur. Unhappy fortune! By my brotherhood, |
| 91367 | The letter was not nice, but full of charge, |
| 91368 | Of dear import; and the neglecting it |
| 91369 | May do much danger. Friar John, go hence, |
| 91370 | Get me an iron crow and bring it straight |
| 91371 | Unto my cell. |
| 91372 | John. Brother, I'll go and bring it thee. ... |
| 91373 | Laur. Now, must I to the monument alone. |
| 91374 | Within this three hours will fair Juliet w... |
| 91375 | She will beshrew me much that Romeo |
| 91376 | Hath had no notice of these accidents; |
| 91377 | But I will write again to Mantua, |
| 91378 | And keep her at my cell till Romeo come- |
| 91379 | Poor living corse, clos'd in a dead man's ... |
| 91380 | Scene III. |
| 91381 | Verona. A churchyard; in it the monument of th... |
| 91382 | Enter Paris and his Page with flowers and [a t... |
| 91383 | Par. Give me thy torch, boy. Hence, and stan... |
| 91384 | Yet put it out, for I would not be seen. |
| 91385 | Under yond yew tree lay thee all along, |
| 91386 | Holding thine ear close to the hollow ground. |
| 91387 | So shall no foot upon the churchyard tread |
| 91388 | (Being loose, unfirm, with digging up of g... |
| 91389 | But thou shalt hear it. Whistle then to me, |
| 91390 | As signal that thou hear'st something appr... |
| 91391 | Give me those flowers. Do as I bid thee, go. |
| 91392 | Page. [aside] I am almost afraid to stand alone |
| 91393 | Here in the churchyard; yet I will adventu... |
| 91394 | Par. Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal b... |
| 91395 | (O woe! thy canopy is dust and stones) |
| 91396 | Which with sweet water nightly I will dew; |
| 91397 | Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by ... |
| 91398 | The obsequies that I for thee will keep |
| 91399 | Nightly shall be to strew, thy grave and w... |
| 91400 | ... |
| 91401 | The boy gives warning something doth appro... |
| 91402 | What cursed foot wanders this way to-night |
| 91403 | To cross my obsequies and true love's rite? |
| 91404 | What, with a torch? Muffle me, night, awhi... |
| 91405 | Enter Romeo, and Balthasar with a torch... |
| 91406 | and a crow of iron. |
| 91407 | Rom. Give me that mattock and the wrenching ... |
| 91408 | Hold, take this letter. Early in the morning |
| 91409 | See thou deliver it to my lord and father. |
| 91410 | Give me the light. Upon thy life I charge ... |
| 91411 | Whate'er thou hearest or seest, stand all ... |
| 91412 | And do not interrupt me in my course. |
| 91413 | Why I descend into this bed of death |
| 91414 | Is partly to behold my lady's face, |
| 91415 | But chiefly to take thence from her dead f... |
| 91416 | A precious ring- a ring that I must use |
| 91417 | In dear employment. Therefore hence, be go... |
| 91418 | But if thou, jealous, dost return to pry |
| 91419 | In what I farther shall intend to do, |
| 91420 | By heaven, I will tear thee joint by joint |
| 91421 | And strew this hungry churchyard with thy ... |
| 91422 | The time and my intents are savage-wild, |
| 91423 | More fierce and more inexorable far |
| 91424 | Than empty tigers or the roaring sea. |
| 91425 | Bal. I will be gone, sir, and not trouble you. |
| 91426 | Rom. So shalt thou show me friendship. Take ... |
| 91427 | Live, and be prosperous; and farewell, goo... |
| 91428 | Bal. [aside] For all this same, I'll hide me... |
| 91429 | His looks I fear, and his intents I doubt.... |
| 91430 | Rom. Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death, |
| 91431 | Gorg'd with the dearest morsel of the earth, |
| 91432 | Thus I enforce thy rotten jaws to open, |
| 91433 | And in despite I'll cram thee with more food. |
| 91434 | Rom... |
| 91435 | Par. This is that banish'd haughty Montague |
| 91436 | That murd'red my love's cousin- with which... |
| 91437 | It is supposed the fair creature died- |
| 91438 | And here is come to do some villanous shame |
| 91439 | To the dead bodies. I will apprehend him. |
| 91440 | Stop thy unhallowed toil, vile Montague! |
| 91441 | Can vengeance be pursu'd further than death? |
| 91442 | Condemned villain, I do apprehend thee. |
| 91443 | Obey, and go with me; for thou must die. |
| 91444 | Rom. I must indeed; and therefore came I hit... |
| 91445 | Good gentle youth, tempt not a desp'rate man. |
| 91446 | Fly hence and leave me. Think upon these g... |
| 91447 | Let them affright thee. I beseech thee, yo... |
| 91448 | But not another sin upon my head |
| 91449 | By urging me to fury. O, be gone! |
| 91450 | By heaven, I love thee better than myself, |
| 91451 | For I come hither arm'd against myself. |
| 91452 | Stay not, be gone. Live, and hereafter say |
| 91453 | A madman's mercy bid thee run away. |
| 91454 | Par. I do defy thy, conjuration |
| 91455 | And apprehend thee for a felon here. |
| 91456 | Rom. Wilt thou provoke me? Then have at thee... |
| 91457 | ... |
| 91458 | Page. O Lord, they fight! I will go call the... |
| 91459 | [E... |
| 91460 | Par. O, I am slain! If thou be merciful, |
| 91461 | Open the tomb, lay me with Juliet. ... |
| 91462 | Rom. In faith, I will. Let me peruse this face. |
| 91463 | Mercutio's kinsman, noble County Paris! |
| 91464 | What said my man when my betossed soul |
| 91465 | Did not attend him as we rode? I think |
| 91466 | He told me Paris should have married Juliet. |
| 91467 | Said he not so? or did I dream it so? |
| 91468 | Or am I mad, hearing him talk of Juliet |
| 91469 | To think it was so? O, give me thy hand, |
| 91470 | One writ with me in sour misfortune's book! |
| 91471 | I'll bury thee in a triumphant grave. |
| 91472 | A grave? O, no, a lanthorn, slaught'red yo... |
| 91473 | For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes |
| 91474 | This vault a feasting presence full of light. |
| 91475 | Death, lie thou there, by a dead man inter... |
| 91476 | [Lays... |
| 91477 | How oft when men are at the point of death |
| 91478 | Have they been merry! which their keepers ... |
| 91479 | A lightning before death. O, how may I |
| 91480 | Call this a lightning? O my love! my wife! |
| 91481 | Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy b... |
| 91482 | Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. |
| 91483 | Thou art not conquer'd. Beauty's ensign yet |
| 91484 | Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, |
| 91485 | And death's pale flag is not advanced there. |
| 91486 | Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet? |
| 91487 | O, what more favour can I do to thee |
| 91488 | Than with that hand that cut thy youth in ... |
| 91489 | To sunder his that was thine enemy? |
| 91490 | Forgive me, cousin.' Ah, dear Juliet, |
| 91491 | Why art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe |
| 91492 | That unsubstantial Death is amorous, |
| 91493 | And that the lean abhorred monster keeps |
| 91494 | Thee here in dark to be his paramour? |
| 91495 | For fear of that I still will stay with thee |
| 91496 | And never from this palace of dim night |
| 91497 | Depart again. Here, here will I remain |
| 91498 | With worms that are thy chambermaids. O, here |
| 91499 | Will I set up my everlasting rest |
| 91500 | And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars |
| 91501 | From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look ... |
| 91502 | Arms, take your last embrace! and, lips, O... |
| 91503 | The doors of breath, seal with a righteous... |
| 91504 | A dateless bargain to engrossing death! |
| 91505 | Come, bitter conduct; come, unsavoury guide! |
| 91506 | Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on |
| 91507 | The dashing rocks thy seasick weary bark! |
| 91508 | Here's to my love! [Drinks.] O true apothe... |
| 91509 | Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I di... |
| 91510 | Enter Friar [Laurence], with lanthorn, cro... |
| 91511 | Friar. Saint Francis be my speed! how oft to... |
| 91512 | Have my old feet stumbled at graves! Who's... |
| 91513 | Bal. Here's one, a friend, and one that know... |
| 91514 | Friar. Bliss be upon you! Tell me, good my f... |
| 91515 | What torch is yond that vainly lends his l... |
| 91516 | To grubs and eyeless skulls? As I discern, |
| 91517 | It burneth in the Capels' monument. |
| 91518 | Bal. It doth so, holy sir; and there's my ma... |
| 91519 | One that you love. |
| 91520 | Friar. Who is it? |
| 91521 | Bal. Romeo. |
| 91522 | Friar. How long hath he been there? |
| 91523 | Bal. Full half an hour. |
| 91524 | Friar. Go with me to the vault. |
| 91525 | Bal. I dare not, sir. |
| 91526 | My master knows not but I am gone hence, |
| 91527 | And fearfully did menace me with death |
| 91528 | If I did stay to look on his intents. |
| 91529 | Friar. Stay then; I'll go alone. Fear comes ... |
| 91530 | O, much I fear some ill unthrifty thing. |
| 91531 | Bal. As I did sleep under this yew tree here, |
| 91532 | I dreamt my master and another fought, |
| 91533 | And that my master slew him. |
| 91534 | Friar. Romeo! |
| 91535 | Alack, alack, what blood is this which sta... |
| 91536 | The stony entrance of this sepulchre? |
| 91537 | What mean these masterless and gory swords |
| 91538 | To lie discolour'd by this place of peace?... |
| 91539 | Romeo! O, pale! Who else? What, Paris too? |
| 91540 | And steep'd in blood? Ah, what an unkind hour |
| 91541 | Is guilty of this lamentable chance! The l... |
| 91542 | ... |
| 91543 | Jul. O comfortable friar! where is my lord? |
| 91544 | I do remember well where I should be, |
| 91545 | And there I am. Where is my Romeo? |
| 91546 | Friar. I hear some noise. Lady, come from th... |
| 91547 | Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep. |
| 91548 | A greater power than we can contradict |
| 91549 | Hath thwarted our intents. Come, come away. |
| 91550 | Thy husband in thy bosom there lies dead; |
| 91551 | And Paris too. Come, I'll dispose of thee |
| 91552 | Among a sisterhood of holy nuns. |
| 91553 | Stay not to question, for the watch is com... |
| 91554 | Come, go, good Juliet. I dare no longer stay. |
| 91555 | Jul. Go, get thee hence, for I will not away. |
| 91556 | ... |
| 91557 | What's here? A cup, clos'd in my true love... |
| 91558 | Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end. |
| 91559 | O churl! drunk all, and left no friendly drop |
| 91560 | To help me after? I will kiss thy lips. |
| 91561 | Haply some poison yet doth hang on them |
| 91562 | To make me die with a restorative. ... |
| 91563 | Thy lips are warm! |
| 91564 | Chief Watch. [within] Lead, boy. Which way? |
| 91565 | Yea, noise? Then I'll be brief. O happy da... |
| 91566 | [Snatche... |
| 91567 | This is thy sheath; there rest, and let me... |
| 91568 | She stabs herself and falls ... |
| 91569 | Enter [Paris's] Boy and Watch. |
| 91570 | Boy. This is the place. There, where the tor... |
| 91571 | Chief Watch. 'the ground is bloody. Search a... |
| 91572 | Go, some of you; whoe'er you find attach. |
| 91573 | [Exeunt s... |
| 91574 | Pitiful sight! here lies the County slain; |
| 91575 | And Juliet bleeding, warm, and newly dead, |
| 91576 | Who here hath lain this two days buried. |
| 91577 | Go, tell the Prince; run to the Capulets; |
| 91578 | Raise up the Montagues; some others search. |
| 91579 | [Exeunt oth... |
| 91580 | We see the ground whereon these woes do lie, |
| 91581 | But the true ground of all these piteous woes |
| 91582 | We cannot without circumstance descry. |
| 91583 | Enter [some of the Watch,] with Romeo's M... |
| 91584 | 2. Watch. Here's Romeo's man. We found him i... |
| 91585 | Chief Watch. Hold him in safety till the Pri... |
| 91586 | Enter Friar [Laurence] and another W... |
| 91587 | 3. Watch. Here is a friar that trembles, sig... |
| 91588 | We took this mattock and this spade from him |
| 91589 | As he was coming from this churchyard side. |
| 91590 | Chief Watch. A great suspicion! Stay the fri... |
| 91591 | Enter the Prince [and Attendants]. |
| 91592 | Prince. What misadventure is so early up, |
| 91593 | That calls our person from our morning rest? |
| 91594 | Enter Capulet and his Wife [with o... |
| 91595 | Cap. What should it be, that they so shriek ... |
| 91596 | Wife. The people in the street cry 'Romeo,' |
| 91597 | Some 'Juliet,' and some 'Paris'; and all run, |
| 91598 | With open outcry, toward our monument. |
| 91599 | Prince. What fear is this which startles in ... |
| 91600 | Chief Watch. Sovereign, here lies the County... |
| 91601 | And Romeo dead; and Juliet, dead before, |
| 91602 | Warm and new kill'd. |
| 91603 | Prince. Search, seek, and know how this foul... |
| 91604 | Chief Watch. Here is a friar, and slaughter'... |
| 91605 | With instruments upon them fit to open |
| 91606 | These dead men's tombs. |
| 91607 | Cap. O heavens! O wife, look how our daughte... |
| 91608 | This dagger hath mista'en, for, lo, his house |
| 91609 | Is empty on the back of Montague, |
| 91610 | And it missheathed in my daughter's bosom! |
| 91611 | Wife. O me! this sight of death is as a bell |
| 91612 | That warns my old age to a sepulchre. |
| 91613 | Enter Montague [and others]. |
| 91614 | Prince. Come, Montague; for thou art early up |
| 91615 | To see thy son and heir more early down. |
| 91616 | Mon. Alas, my liege, my wife is dead to-night! |
| 91617 | Grief of my son's exile hath stopp'd her b... |
| 91618 | What further woe conspires against mine age? |
| 91619 | Prince. Look, and thou shalt see. |
| 91620 | Mon. O thou untaught! what manners is in this, |
| 91621 | To press before thy father to a grave? |
| 91622 | Prince. Seal up the mouth of outrage for a w... |
| 91623 | Till we can clear these ambiguities |
| 91624 | And know their spring, their head, their t... |
| 91625 | And then will I be general of your woes |
| 91626 | And lead you even to death. Meantime forbear, |
| 91627 | And let mischance be slave to patience. |
| 91628 | Bring forth the parties of suspicion. |
| 91629 | Friar. I am the greatest, able to do least, |
| 91630 | Yet most suspected, as the time and place |
| 91631 | Doth make against me, of this direful murt... |
| 91632 | And here I stand, both to impeach and purge |
| 91633 | Myself condemned and myself excus'd. |
| 91634 | Prince. Then say it once what thou dost know... |
| 91635 | Friar. I will be brief, for my short date of... |
| 91636 | Is not so long as is a tedious tale. |
| 91637 | Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Jul... |
| 91638 | And she, there dead, that Romeo's faithful... |
| 91639 | I married them; and their stol'n marriage day |
| 91640 | Was Tybalt's doomsday, whose untimely death |
| 91641 | Banish'd the new-made bridegroom from this... |
| 91642 | For whom, and not for Tybalt, Juliet pin'd. |
| 91643 | You, to remove that siege of grief from he... |
| 91644 | Betroth'd and would have married her perforce |
| 91645 | To County Paris. Then comes she to me |
| 91646 | And with wild looks bid me devise some mean |
| 91647 | To rid her from this second marriage, |
| 91648 | Or in my cell there would she kill herself. |
| 91649 | Then gave I her (so tutored by my art) |
| 91650 | A sleeping potion; which so took effect |
| 91651 | As I intended, for it wrought on her |
| 91652 | The form of death. Meantime I writ to Romeo |
| 91653 | That he should hither come as this dire night |
| 91654 | To help to take her from her borrowed grave, |
| 91655 | Being the time the potion's force should c... |
| 91656 | But he which bore my letter, Friar John, |
| 91657 | Was stay'd by accident, and yesternight |
| 91658 | Return'd my letter back. Then all alone |
| 91659 | At the prefixed hour of her waking |
| 91660 | Came I to take her from her kindred's vault; |
| 91661 | Meaning to keep her closely at my cell |
| 91662 | Till I conveniently could send to Romeo. |
| 91663 | But when I came, some minute ere the time |
| 91664 | Of her awaking, here untimely lay |
| 91665 | The noble Paris and true Romeo dead. |
| 91666 | She wakes; and I entreated her come forth |
| 91667 | And bear this work of heaven with patience; |
| 91668 | But then a noise did scare me from the tomb, |
| 91669 | And she, too desperate, would not go with me, |
| 91670 | But, as it seems, did violence on herself. |
| 91671 | All this I know, and to the marriage |
| 91672 | Her nurse is privy; and if aught in this |
| 91673 | Miscarried by my fault, let my old life |
| 91674 | Be sacrific'd, some hour before his time, |
| 91675 | Unto the rigour of severest law. |
| 91676 | Prince. We still have known thee for a holy ... |
| 91677 | Where's Romeo's man? What can he say in this? |
| 91678 | Bal. I brought my master news of Juliet's de... |
| 91679 | And then in post he came from Mantua |
| 91680 | To this same place, to this same monument. |
| 91681 | This letter he early bid me give his father, |
| 91682 | And threat'ned me with death, going in the... |
| 91683 | If I departed not and left him there. |
| 91684 | Prince. Give me the letter. I will look on it. |
| 91685 | Where is the County's page that rais'd the... |
| 91686 | Sirrah, what made your master in this place? |
| 91687 | Boy. He came with flowers to strew his lady'... |
| 91688 | And bid me stand aloof, and so I did. |
| 91689 | Anon comes one with light to ope the tomb; |
| 91690 | And by-and-by my master drew on him; |
| 91691 | And then I ran away to call the watch. |
| 91692 | Prince. This letter doth make good the friar... |
| 91693 | Their course of love, the tidings of her d... |
| 91694 | And here he writes that he did buy a poison |
| 91695 | Of a poor pothecary, and therewithal |
| 91696 | Came to this vault to die, and lie with Ju... |
| 91697 | Where be these enemies? Capulet, Montage, |
| 91698 | See what a scourge is laid upon your hate, |
| 91699 | That heaven finds means to kill your joys ... |
| 91700 | And I, for winking at you, discords too, |
| 91701 | Have lost a brace of kinsmen. All are puni... |
| 91702 | Cap. O brother Montague, give me thy hand. |
| 91703 | This is my daughter's jointure, for no more |
| 91704 | Can I demand. |
| 91705 | Mon. But I can give thee more; |
| 91706 | For I will raise her Statue in pure gold, |
| 91707 | That whiles Verona by that name is known, |
| 91708 | There shall no figure at such rate be set |
| 91709 | As that of true and faithful Juliet. |
| 91710 | Cap. As rich shall Romeo's by his lady's lie- |
| 91711 | Poor sacrifices of our enmity! |
| 91712 | Prince. A glooming peace this morning with i... |
| 91713 | The sun for sorrow will not show his head. |
| 91714 | Go hence, to have more talk of these sad t... |
| 91715 | Some shall be pardon'd, and some punished; |
| 91716 | For never was a story of more woe |
| 91717 | Than this of Juliet and her Romeo. |
| 91718 | ... |
| 91719 | THE END |
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| 91728 | 1594 |
| 91729 | THE TAMING OF THE SHREW |
| 91730 | by William Shakespeare |
| 91731 | Dramatis Personae |
| 91732 | Persons in the Induction |
| 91733 | A LORD |
| 91734 | CHRISTOPHER SLY, a tinker |
| 91735 | HOSTESS |
| 91736 | PAGE |
| 91737 | PLAYERS |
| 91738 | HUNTSMEN |
| 91739 | SERVANTS |
| 91740 | BAPTISTA MINOLA, a gentleman of Padua |
| 91741 | VINCENTIO, a Merchant of Pisa |
| 91742 | LUCENTIO, son to Vincentio, in love with Bianca |
| 91743 | PETRUCHIO, a gentleman of Verona, a suitor t... |
| 91744 | Suitors to Bianca |
| 91745 | GREMIO |
| 91746 | HORTENSIO |
| 91747 | Servants to Lucentio |
| 91748 | TRANIO |
| 91749 | BIONDELLO |
| 91750 | Servants to Petruchio |
| 91751 | GRUMIO |
| 91752 | CURTIS |
| 91753 | A PEDANT |
| 91754 | Daughters to Baptista |
| 91755 | KATHERINA, the shrew |
| 91756 | BIANCA |
| 91757 | A WIDOW |
| 91758 | Tailor, Haberdasher, and Servants attending ... |
| 91759 | Petruchio |
| 91760 | SCENE: |
| 91761 | Padua, and PETRUCHIO'S house in th... |
| 91762 | SC_1 |
| 91763 | INDUCTION. SCENE I. |
| 91764 | Before an alehouse on a heath |
| 91765 | Enter HOSTESS and SLY |
| 91766 | SLY. I'll pheeze you, in faith. |
| 91767 | HOSTESS. A pair of stocks, you rogue! |
| 91768 | SLY. Y'are a baggage; the Slys are no rogues... |
| 91769 | chronicles: we came in with Richard Conque... |
| 91770 | pallabris; let the world slide. Sessa! |
| 91771 | HOSTESS. You will not pay for the glasses yo... |
| 91772 | SLY. No, not a denier. Go by, Saint Jeronimy... |
| 91773 | and warm thee. |
| 91774 | HOSTESS. I know my remedy; I must go fetch t... |
| 91775 | Exit |
| 91776 | SLY. Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I'l... |
| 91777 | I'll not budge an inch, boy; let him come,... |
| 91778 | ... |
| 91779 | Wind horns. Enter a LORD from bunting, ... |
| 91780 | LORD. Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well m... |
| 91781 | Brach Merriman, the poor cur, is emboss'd; |
| 91782 | And couple Clowder with the deep-mouth'd b... |
| 91783 | Saw'st thou not, boy, how Silver made it good |
| 91784 | At the hedge corner, in the coldest fault? |
| 91785 | I would not lose the dog for twenty pound. |
| 91786 | FIRST HUNTSMAN. Why, Belman is as good as he... |
| 91787 | He cried upon it at the merest loss, |
| 91788 | And twice to-day pick'd out the dullest sc... |
| 91789 | Trust me, I take him for the better dog. |
| 91790 | LORD. Thou art a fool; if Echo were as fleet, |
| 91791 | I would esteem him worth a dozen such. |
| 91792 | But sup them well, and look unto them all; |
| 91793 | To-morrow I intend to hunt again. |
| 91794 | FIRST HUNTSMAN. I will, my lord. |
| 91795 | LORD. What's here? One dead, or drunk? |
| 91796 | See, doth he breathe? |
| 91797 | SECOND HUNTSMAN. He breathes, my lord. Were ... |
| 91798 | This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly. |
| 91799 | LORD. O monstrous beast, how like a swine he... |
| 91800 | Grim death, how foul and loathsome is thin... |
| 91801 | Sirs, I will practise on this drunken man. |
| 91802 | What think you, if he were convey'd to bed, |
| 91803 | Wrapp'd in sweet clothes, rings put upon h... |
| 91804 | A most delicious banquet by his bed, |
| 91805 | And brave attendants near him when he wakes, |
| 91806 | Would not the beggar then forget himself? |
| 91807 | FIRST HUNTSMAN. Believe me, lord, I think he... |
| 91808 | SECOND HUNTSMAN. It would seem strange unto ... |
| 91809 | LORD. Even as a flatt'ring dream or worthles... |
| 91810 | Then take him up, and manage well the jest: |
| 91811 | Carry him gently to my fairest chamber, |
| 91812 | And hang it round with all my wanton pictu... |
| 91813 | Balm his foul head in warm distilled waters, |
| 91814 | And burn sweet wood to make the lodging sw... |
| 91815 | Procure me music ready when he wakes, |
| 91816 | To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound; |
| 91817 | And if he chance to speak, be ready straight, |
| 91818 | And with a low submissive reverence |
| 91819 | Say 'What is it your honour will command?' |
| 91820 | Let one attend him with a silver basin |
| 91821 | Full of rose-water and bestrew'd with flow... |
| 91822 | Another bear the ewer, the third a diaper, |
| 91823 | And say 'Will't please your lordship cool ... |
| 91824 | Some one be ready with a costly suit, |
| 91825 | And ask him what apparel he will wear; |
| 91826 | Another tell him of his hounds and horse, |
| 91827 | And that his lady mourns at his disease; |
| 91828 | Persuade him that he hath been lunatic, |
| 91829 | And, when he says he is, say that he dreams, |
| 91830 | For he is nothing but a mighty lord. |
| 91831 | This do, and do it kindly, gentle sirs; |
| 91832 | It will be pastime passing excellent, |
| 91833 | If it be husbanded with modesty. |
| 91834 | FIRST HUNTSMAN. My lord, I warrant you we wi... |
| 91835 | As he shall think by our true diligence |
| 91836 | He is no less than what we say he is. |
| 91837 | LORD. Take him up gently, and to bed with him; |
| 91838 | And each one to his office when he wakes. |
| 91839 | [SLY is carried out.... |
| 91840 | Sirrah, go see what trumpet 'tis that soun... |
| 91841 | ... |
| 91842 | Belike some noble gentleman that means, |
| 91843 | Travelling some journey, to repose him here. |
| 91844 | Re-enter a SERVINGMAN |
| 91845 | How now! who is it? |
| 91846 | SERVANT. An't please your honour, players |
| 91847 | That offer service to your lordship. |
| 91848 | LORD. Bid them come near. |
| 91849 | Enter PLAYERS |
| 91850 | Now, fellows, you are welcome. |
| 91851 | PLAYERS. We thank your honour. |
| 91852 | LORD. Do you intend to stay with me to-night? |
| 91853 | PLAYER. So please your lordship to accept ou... |
| 91854 | LORD. With all my heart. This fellow I remember |
| 91855 | Since once he play'd a farmer's eldest son; |
| 91856 | 'Twas where you woo'd the gentlewoman so w... |
| 91857 | I have forgot your name; but, sure, that part |
| 91858 | Was aptly fitted and naturally perform'd. |
| 91859 | PLAYER. I think 'twas Soto that your honour ... |
| 91860 | LORD. 'Tis very true; thou didst it excellent. |
| 91861 | Well, you are come to me in happy time, |
| 91862 | The rather for I have some sport in hand |
| 91863 | Wherein your cunning can assist me much. |
| 91864 | There is a lord will hear you play to-night; |
| 91865 | But I am doubtful of your modesties, |
| 91866 | Lest, over-eying of his odd behaviour, |
| 91867 | For yet his honour never heard a play, |
| 91868 | You break into some merry passion |
| 91869 | And so offend him; for I tell you, sirs, |
| 91870 | If you should smile, he grows impatient. |
| 91871 | PLAYER. Fear not, my lord; we can contain ou... |
| 91872 | Were he the veriest antic in the world. |
| 91873 | LORD. Go, sirrah, take them to the buttery, |
| 91874 | And give them friendly welcome every one; |
| 91875 | Let them want nothing that my house affords. |
| 91876 | Exit on... |
| 91877 | Sirrah, go you to Bartholomew my page, |
| 91878 | And see him dress'd in all suits like a lady; |
| 91879 | That done, conduct him to the drunkard's c... |
| 91880 | And call him 'madam,' do him obeisance. |
| 91881 | Tell him from me- as he will win my love- |
| 91882 | He bear himself with honourable action, |
| 91883 | Such as he hath observ'd in noble ladies |
| 91884 | Unto their lords, by them accomplished; |
| 91885 | Such duty to the drunkard let him do, |
| 91886 | With soft low tongue and lowly courtesy, |
| 91887 | And say 'What is't your honour will command, |
| 91888 | Wherein your lady and your humble wife |
| 91889 | May show her duty and make known her love?' |
| 91890 | And then with kind embracements, tempting ... |
| 91891 | And with declining head into his bosom, |
| 91892 | Bid him shed tears, as being overjoyed |
| 91893 | To see her noble lord restor'd to health, |
| 91894 | Who for this seven years hath esteemed him |
| 91895 | No better than a poor and loathsome beggar. |
| 91896 | And if the boy have not a woman's gift |
| 91897 | To rain a shower of commanded tears, |
| 91898 | An onion will do well for such a shift, |
| 91899 | Which, in a napkin being close convey'd, |
| 91900 | Shall in despite enforce a watery eye. |
| 91901 | See this dispatch'd with all the haste tho... |
| 91902 | Anon I'll give thee more instructions. ... |
| 91903 | I know the boy will well usurp the grace, |
| 91904 | Voice, gait, and action, of a gentlewoman; |
| 91905 | I long to hear him call the drunkard 'husb... |
| 91906 | And how my men will stay themselves from l... |
| 91907 | When they do homage to this simple peasant. |
| 91908 | I'll in to counsel them; haply my presence |
| 91909 | May well abate the over-merry spleen, |
| 91910 | Which otherwise would grow into extremes. ... |
| 91911 | SC_2 |
| 91912 | SCENE II. |
| 91913 | A bedchamber in the LORD'S house |
| 91914 | Enter aloft SLY, with ATTENDANTS; some wit... |
| 91915 | and ewer, and other appurtenances... |
| 91916 | SLY. For God's sake, a pot of small ale. |
| 91917 | FIRST SERVANT. Will't please your lordship d... |
| 91918 | SECOND SERVANT. Will't please your honour ta... |
| 91919 | THIRD SERVANT. What raiment will your honour... |
| 91920 | SLY. I am Christophero Sly; call not me 'hon... |
| 91921 | ne'er drank sack in my life; and if you gi... |
| 91922 | give me conserves of beef. Ne'er ask me wh... |
| 91923 | for I have no more doublets than backs, no... |
| 91924 | legs, nor no more shoes than feet- nay, so... |
| 91925 | shoes, or such shoes as my toes look throu... |
| 91926 | LORD. Heaven cease this idle humour in your ... |
| 91927 | O, that a mighty man of such descent, |
| 91928 | Of such possessions, and so high esteem, |
| 91929 | Should be infused with so foul a spirit! |
| 91930 | SLY. What, would you make me mad? Am not I C... |
| 91931 | Sly's son of Burton Heath; by birth a pedl... |
| 91932 | cardmaker, by transmutation a bear-herd, a... |
| 91933 | profession a tinker? Ask Marian Hacket, th... |
| 91934 | Wincot, if she know me not; if she say I a... |
| 91935 | the score for sheer ale, score me up for t... |
| 91936 | Christendom. What! I am not bestraught. [... |
| 91937 | Here's- |
| 91938 | THIRD SERVANT. O, this it is that makes your... |
| 91939 | SECOND SERVANT. O, this is it that makes you... |
| 91940 | LORD. Hence comes it that your kindred shuns... |
| 91941 | As beaten hence by your strange lunacy. |
| 91942 | O noble lord, bethink thee of thy birth! |
| 91943 | Call home thy ancient thoughts from banish... |
| 91944 | And banish hence these abject lowly dreams. |
| 91945 | Look how thy servants do attend on thee, |
| 91946 | Each in his office ready at thy beck. |
| 91947 | Wilt thou have music? Hark! Apollo plays, ... |
| 91948 | And twenty caged nightingales do sing. |
| 91949 | Or wilt thou sleep? We'll have thee to a c... |
| 91950 | Softer and sweeter than the lustful bed |
| 91951 | On purpose trimm'd up for Semiramis. |
| 91952 | Say thou wilt walk: we will bestrew the gr... |
| 91953 | Or wilt thou ride? Thy horses shall be tra... |
| 91954 | Their harness studded all with gold and pe... |
| 91955 | Dost thou love hawking? Thou hast hawks wi... |
| 91956 | Above the morning lark. Or wilt thou hunt? |
| 91957 | Thy hounds shall make the welkin answer them |
| 91958 | And fetch shall echoes from the hollow earth. |
| 91959 | FIRST SERVANT. Say thou wilt course; thy gre... |
| 91960 | As breathed stags; ay, fleeter than the roe. |
| 91961 | SECOND SERVANT. Dost thou love pictures? We ... |
| 91962 | straight |
| 91963 | Adonis painted by a running brook, |
| 91964 | And Cytherea all in sedges hid, |
| 91965 | Which seem to move and wanton with her breath |
| 91966 | Even as the waving sedges play wi' th' wind. |
| 91967 | LORD. We'll show thee lo as she was a maid |
| 91968 | And how she was beguiled and surpris'd, |
| 91969 | As lively painted as the deed was done. |
| 91970 | THIRD SERVANT. Or Daphne roaming through a t... |
| 91971 | Scratching her legs, that one shall swear ... |
| 91972 | And at that sight shall sad Apollo weep, |
| 91973 | So workmanly the blood and tears are drawn. |
| 91974 | LORD. Thou art a lord, and nothing but a lord. |
| 91975 | Thou hast a lady far more beautiful |
| 91976 | Than any woman in this waning age. |
| 91977 | FIRST SERVANT. And, till the tears that she ... |
| 91978 | Like envious floods o'er-run her lovely face, |
| 91979 | She was the fairest creature in the world; |
| 91980 | And yet she is inferior to none. |
| 91981 | SLY. Am I a lord and have I such a lady? |
| 91982 | Or do I dream? Or have I dream'd till now? |
| 91983 | I do not sleep: I see, I hear, I speak; |
| 91984 | I smell sweet savours, and I feel soft thi... |
| 91985 | Upon my life, I am a lord indeed, |
| 91986 | And not a tinker, nor Christopher Sly. |
| 91987 | Well, bring our lady hither to our sight; |
| 91988 | And once again, a pot o' th' smallest ale. |
| 91989 | SECOND SERVANT. Will't please your Mightines... |
| 91990 | O, how we joy to see your wit restor'd! |
| 91991 | O, that once more you knew but what you ar... |
| 91992 | These fifteen years you have been in a dream; |
| 91993 | Or, when you wak'd, so wak'd as if you slept. |
| 91994 | SLY. These fifteen years! by my fay, a goodl... |
| 91995 | But did I never speak of all that time? |
| 91996 | FIRST SERVANT. O, yes, my lord, but very idl... |
| 91997 | For though you lay here in this goodly cha... |
| 91998 | Yet would you say ye were beaten out of door; |
| 91999 | And rail upon the hostess of the house, |
| 92000 | And say you would present her at the leet, |
| 92001 | Because she brought stone jugs and no seal... |
| 92002 | Sometimes you would call out for Cicely Ha... |
| 92003 | SLY. Ay, the woman's maid of the house. |
| 92004 | THIRD SERVANT. Why, sir, you know no house n... |
| 92005 | Nor no such men as you have reckon'd up, |
| 92006 | As Stephen Sly, and old John Naps of Greece, |
| 92007 | And Peter Turph, and Henry Pimpernell; |
| 92008 | And twenty more such names and men as these, |
| 92009 | Which never were, nor no man ever saw. |
| 92010 | SLY. Now, Lord be thanked for my good amends! |
| 92011 | ALL. Amen. |
| 92012 | Enter the PAGE as a lady, with ATTE... |
| 92013 | SLY. I thank thee; thou shalt not lose by it. |
| 92014 | PAGE. How fares my noble lord? |
| 92015 | SLY. Marry, I fare well; for here is cheer e... |
| 92016 | Where is my wife? |
| 92017 | PAGE. Here, noble lord; what is thy will wit... |
| 92018 | SLY. Are you my wife, and will not call me h... |
| 92019 | My men should call me 'lord'; I am your go... |
| 92020 | PAGE. My husband and my lord, my lord and hu... |
| 92021 | I am your wife in all obedience. |
| 92022 | SLY. I know it well. What must I call her? |
| 92023 | LORD. Madam. |
| 92024 | SLY. Al'ce madam, or Joan madam? |
| 92025 | LORD. Madam, and nothing else; so lords call... |
| 92026 | SLY. Madam wife, they say that I have dream'd |
| 92027 | And slept above some fifteen year or more. |
| 92028 | PAGE. Ay, and the time seems thirty unto me, |
| 92029 | Being all this time abandon'd from your be... |
| 92030 | SLY. 'Tis much. Servants, leave me and her a... |
| 92031 | ... |
| 92032 | Madam, undress you, and come now to bed. |
| 92033 | PAGE. Thrice noble lord, let me entreat of you |
| 92034 | To pardon me yet for a night or two; |
| 92035 | Or, if not so, until the sun be set. |
| 92036 | For your physicians have expressly charg'd, |
| 92037 | In peril to incur your former malady, |
| 92038 | That I should yet absent me from your bed. |
| 92039 | I hope this reason stands for my excuse. |
| 92040 | SLY. Ay, it stands so that I may hardly tarr... |
| 92041 | be loath to fall into my dreams again. I w... |
| 92042 | despite of the flesh and the blood. |
| 92043 | Enter a MESSENGER |
| 92044 | MESSENGER. Your honour's players, hearing yo... |
| 92045 | Are come to play a pleasant comedy; |
| 92046 | For so your doctors hold it very meet, |
| 92047 | Seeing too much sadness hath congeal'd you... |
| 92048 | And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy. |
| 92049 | Therefore they thought it good you hear a ... |
| 92050 | And frame your mind to mirth and merriment, |
| 92051 | Which bars a thousand harms and lengthens ... |
| 92052 | SLY. Marry, I will; let them play it. Is not... |
| 92053 | Christmas gambold or a tumbling-trick? |
| 92054 | PAGE. No, my good lord, it is more pleasing ... |
| 92055 | SLY. What, household stuff? |
| 92056 | PAGE. It is a kind of history. |
| 92057 | SLY. Well, we'll see't. Come, madam wife, si... |
| 92058 | the world slip;-we shall ne'er be younger. |
| 92059 | ... |
| 92060 | A flourish of trumpets announces the... |
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| 92069 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 92070 | Padua. A public place |
| 92071 | Enter LUCENTIO and his man TRANIO |
| 92072 | LUCENTIO. Tranio, since for the great desire... |
| 92073 | To see fair Padua, nursery of arts, |
| 92074 | I am arriv'd for fruitful Lombardy, |
| 92075 | The pleasant garden of great Italy, |
| 92076 | And by my father's love and leave am arm'd |
| 92077 | With his good will and thy good company, |
| 92078 | My trusty servant well approv'd in all, |
| 92079 | Here let us breathe, and haply institute |
| 92080 | A course of learning and ingenious studies. |
| 92081 | Pisa, renowned for grave citizens, |
| 92082 | Gave me my being and my father first, |
| 92083 | A merchant of great traffic through the wo... |
| 92084 | Vincentio, come of the Bentivolii; |
| 92085 | Vincentio's son, brought up in Florence, |
| 92086 | It shall become to serve all hopes conceiv'd, |
| 92087 | To deck his fortune with his virtuous deeds. |
| 92088 | And therefore, Tranio, for the time I stud... |
| 92089 | Virtue and that part of philosophy |
| 92090 | Will I apply that treats of happiness |
| 92091 | By virtue specially to be achiev'd. |
| 92092 | Tell me thy mind; for I have Pisa left |
| 92093 | And am to Padua come as he that leaves |
| 92094 | A shallow plash to plunge him in the deep, |
| 92095 | And with satiety seeks to quench his thirst. |
| 92096 | TRANIO. Mi perdonato, gentle master mine; |
| 92097 | I am in all affected as yourself; |
| 92098 | Glad that you thus continue your resolve |
| 92099 | To suck the sweets of sweet philosophy. |
| 92100 | Only, good master, while we do admire |
| 92101 | This virtue and this moral discipline, |
| 92102 | Let's be no Stoics nor no stocks, I pray, |
| 92103 | Or so devote to Aristotle's checks |
| 92104 | As Ovid be an outcast quite abjur'd. |
| 92105 | Balk logic with acquaintance that you have, |
| 92106 | And practise rhetoric in your common talk; |
| 92107 | Music and poesy use to quicken you; |
| 92108 | The mathematics and the metaphysics, |
| 92109 | Fall to them as you find your stomach serv... |
| 92110 | No profit grows where is no pleasure ta'en; |
| 92111 | In brief, sir, study what you most affect. |
| 92112 | LUCENTIO. Gramercies, Tranio, well dost thou... |
| 92113 | If, Biondello, thou wert come ashore, |
| 92114 | We could at once put us in readiness, |
| 92115 | And take a lodging fit to entertain |
| 92116 | Such friends as time in Padua shall beget. |
| 92117 | Enter BAPTISTA with his two daughters, K... |
| 92118 | and BIANCA; GREMIO, a pantaloon; HORTE... |
| 92119 | suitor to BIANCA. LUCENTIO and TRANIO ... |
| 92120 | But stay awhile; what company is this? |
| 92121 | TRANIO. Master, some show to welcome us to t... |
| 92122 | BAPTISTA. Gentlemen, importune me no farther, |
| 92123 | For how I firmly am resolv'd you know; |
| 92124 | That is, not to bestow my youngest daughter |
| 92125 | Before I have a husband for the elder. |
| 92126 | If either of you both love Katherina, |
| 92127 | Because I know you well and love you well, |
| 92128 | Leave shall you have to court her at your ... |
| 92129 | GREMIO. To cart her rather. She's too rough ... |
| 92130 | There, there, Hortensio, will you any wife? |
| 92131 | KATHERINA. [To BAPTISTA] I pray you, sir, ... |
| 92132 | To make a stale of me amongst these mates? |
| 92133 | HORTENSIO. Mates, maid! How mean you that? N... |
| 92134 | Unless you were of gentler, milder mould. |
| 92135 | KATHERINA. I' faith, sir, you shall never ne... |
| 92136 | Iwis it is not halfway to her heart; |
| 92137 | But if it were, doubt not her care should be |
| 92138 | To comb your noddle with a three-legg'd st... |
| 92139 | And paint your face, and use you like a fool. |
| 92140 | HORTENSIO. From all such devils, good Lord d... |
| 92141 | GREMIO. And me, too, good Lord! |
| 92142 | TRANIO. Husht, master! Here's some good past... |
| 92143 | That wench is stark mad or wonderful froward. |
| 92144 | LUCENTIO. But in the other's silence do I see |
| 92145 | Maid's mild behaviour and sobriety. |
| 92146 | Peace, Tranio! |
| 92147 | TRANIO. Well said, master; mum! and gaze you... |
| 92148 | BAPTISTA. Gentlemen, that I may soon make good |
| 92149 | What I have said- Bianca, get you in; |
| 92150 | And let it not displease thee, good Bianca, |
| 92151 | For I will love thee ne'er the less, my girl. |
| 92152 | KATHERINA. A pretty peat! it is best |
| 92153 | Put finger in the eye, an she knew why. |
| 92154 | BIANCA. Sister, content you in my discontent. |
| 92155 | Sir, to your pleasure humbly I subscribe; |
| 92156 | My books and instruments shall be my company, |
| 92157 | On them to look, and practise by myself. |
| 92158 | LUCENTIO. Hark, Tranio, thou mayst hear Mine... |
| 92159 | HORTENSIO. Signior Baptista, will you be so ... |
| 92160 | Sorry am I that our good will effects |
| 92161 | Bianca's grief. |
| 92162 | GREMIO. Why will you mew her up, |
| 92163 | Signior Baptista, for this fiend of hell, |
| 92164 | And make her bear the penance of her tongue? |
| 92165 | BAPTISTA. Gentlemen, content ye; I am resolv'd. |
| 92166 | Go in, Bianca. ... |
| 92167 | And for I know she taketh most delight |
| 92168 | In music, instruments, and poetry, |
| 92169 | Schoolmasters will I keep within my house |
| 92170 | Fit to instruct her youth. If you, Hortensio, |
| 92171 | Or, Signior Gremio, you, know any such, |
| 92172 | Prefer them hither; for to cunning men |
| 92173 | I will be very kind, and liberal |
| 92174 | To mine own children in good bringing-up; |
| 92175 | And so, farewell. Katherina, you may stay; |
| 92176 | For I have more to commune with Bianca. ... |
| 92177 | KATHERINA. Why, and I trust I may go too, ma... |
| 92178 | What! shall I be appointed hours, as thoug... |
| 92179 | I knew not what to take and what to leave?... |
| 92180 | GREMIO. You may go to the devil's dam; your ... |
| 92181 | here's none will hold you. There! Love is ... |
| 92182 | Hortensio, but we may blow our nails toget... |
| 92183 | out; our cake's dough on both sides. Farew... |
| 92184 | I bear my sweet Bianca, if I can by any me... |
| 92185 | to teach her that wherein she delights, I ... |
| 92186 | father. |
| 92187 | HORTENSIO. SO Will I, Signior Gremio; but a ... |
| 92188 | the nature of our quarrel yet never brook'... |
| 92189 | advice, it toucheth us both- that we may y... |
| 92190 | our fair mistress, and be happy rivals in ... |
| 92191 | labour and effect one thing specially. |
| 92192 | GREMIO. What's that, I pray? |
| 92193 | HORTENSIO. Marry, sir, to get a husband for ... |
| 92194 | GREMIO. A husband? a devil. |
| 92195 | HORTENSIO. I say a husband. |
| 92196 | GREMIO. I say a devil. Think'st thou, Horten... |
| 92197 | be very rich, any man is so very a fool to... |
| 92198 | HORTENSIO. Tush, Gremio! Though it pass your... |
| 92199 | endure her loud alarums, why, man, there b... |
| 92200 | world, an a man could light on them, would... |
| 92201 | faults, and money enough. |
| 92202 | GREMIO. I cannot tell; but I had as lief tak... |
| 92203 | condition: to be whipp'd at the high cross... |
| 92204 | HORTENSIO. Faith, as you say, there's small ... |
| 92205 | apples. But, come; since this bar in law m... |
| 92206 | shall be so far forth friendly maintain'd ... |
| 92207 | Baptista's eldest daughter to a husband we... |
| 92208 | for a husband, and then have to't afresh. ... |
| 92209 | be his dole! He that runs fastest gets the... |
| 92210 | Signior Gremio? |
| 92211 | GREMIO. I am agreed; and would I had given h... |
| 92212 | Padua to begin his wooing that would thoro... |
| 92213 | and bed her, and rid the house of her! Com... |
| 92214 | Exeunt GR... |
| 92215 | TRANIO. I pray, sir, tell me, is it possible |
| 92216 | That love should of a sudden take such hold? |
| 92217 | LUCENTIO. O Tranio, till I found it to be true, |
| 92218 | I never thought it possible or likely. |
| 92219 | But see! while idly I stood looking on, |
| 92220 | I found the effect of love in idleness; |
| 92221 | And now in plainness do confess to thee, |
| 92222 | That art to me as secret and as dear |
| 92223 | As Anna to the Queen of Carthage was- |
| 92224 | Tranio, I burn, I pine, I perish, Tranio, |
| 92225 | If I achieve not this young modest girl. |
| 92226 | Counsel me, Tranio, for I know thou canst; |
| 92227 | Assist me, Tranio, for I know thou wilt. |
| 92228 | TRANIO. Master, it is no time to chide you now; |
| 92229 | Affection is not rated from the heart; |
| 92230 | If love have touch'd you, nought remains b... |
| 92231 | 'Redime te captum quam queas minimo.' |
| 92232 | LUCENTIO. Gramercies, lad. Go forward; this ... |
| 92233 | The rest will comfort, for thy counsel's s... |
| 92234 | TRANIO. Master, you look'd so longly on the ... |
| 92235 | Perhaps you mark'd not what's the pith of ... |
| 92236 | LUCENTIO. O, yes, I saw sweet beauty in her ... |
| 92237 | Such as the daughter of Agenor had, |
| 92238 | That made great Jove to humble him to her ... |
| 92239 | When with his knees he kiss'd the Cretan s... |
| 92240 | TRANIO. Saw you no more? Mark'd you not how ... |
| 92241 | Began to scold and raise up such a storm |
| 92242 | That mortal ears might hardly endure the din? |
| 92243 | LUCENTIO. Tranio, I saw her coral lips to move, |
| 92244 | And with her breath she did perfume the air; |
| 92245 | Sacred and sweet was all I saw in her. |
| 92246 | TRANIO. Nay, then 'tis time to stir him from... |
| 92247 | I pray, awake, sir. If you love the maid, |
| 92248 | Bend thoughts and wits to achieve her. Thu... |
| 92249 | Her elder sister is so curst and shrewd |
| 92250 | That, till the father rid his hands of her, |
| 92251 | Master, your love must live a maid at home; |
| 92252 | And therefore has he closely mew'd her up, |
| 92253 | Because she will not be annoy'd with suitors. |
| 92254 | LUCENTIO. Ah, Tranio, what a cruel father's he! |
| 92255 | But art thou not advis'd he took some care |
| 92256 | To get her cunning schoolmasters to instru... |
| 92257 | TRANIO. Ay, marry, am I, sir, and now 'tis p... |
| 92258 | LUCENTIO. I have it, Tranio. |
| 92259 | TRANIO. Master, for my hand, |
| 92260 | Both our inventions meet and jump in one. |
| 92261 | LUCENTIO. Tell me thine first. |
| 92262 | TRANIO. You will be schoolmaster, |
| 92263 | And undertake the teaching of the maid- |
| 92264 | That's your device. |
| 92265 | LUCENTIO. It is. May it be done? |
| 92266 | TRANIO. Not possible; for who shall bear you... |
| 92267 | And be in Padua here Vincentio's son; |
| 92268 | Keep house and ply his book, welcome his f... |
| 92269 | Visit his countrymen, and banquet them? |
| 92270 | LUCENTIO. Basta, content thee, for I have it... |
| 92271 | We have not yet been seen in any house, |
| 92272 | Nor can we be distinguish'd by our faces |
| 92273 | For man or master. Then it follows thus: |
| 92274 | Thou shalt be master, Tranio, in my stead, |
| 92275 | Keep house and port and servants, as I sho... |
| 92276 | I will some other be- some Florentine, |
| 92277 | Some Neapolitan, or meaner man of Pisa. |
| 92278 | 'Tis hatch'd, and shall be so. Tranio, at ... |
| 92279 | Uncase thee; take my colour'd hat and cloak. |
| 92280 | When Biondello comes, he waits on thee; |
| 92281 | But I will charm him first to keep his ton... |
| 92282 | TRANIO. So had you need. [The... |
| 92283 | In brief, sir, sith it your pleasure is, |
| 92284 | And I am tied to be obedient- |
| 92285 | For so your father charg'd me at our parting: |
| 92286 | 'Be serviceable to my son' quoth he, |
| 92287 | Although I think 'twas in another sense- |
| 92288 | I am content to be Lucentio, |
| 92289 | Because so well I love Lucentio. |
| 92290 | LUCENTIO. Tranio, be so because Lucentio loves; |
| 92291 | And let me be a slave t' achieve that maid |
| 92292 | Whose sudden sight hath thrall'd my wounde... |
| 92293 | Enter BIONDELLO. |
| 92294 | Here comes the rogue. Sirrah, where have y... |
| 92295 | BIONDELLO. Where have I been! Nay, how now! ... |
| 92296 | Master, has my fellow Tranio stol'n your c... |
| 92297 | Or you stol'n his? or both? Pray, what's t... |
| 92298 | LUCENTIO. Sirrah, come hither; 'tis no time ... |
| 92299 | And therefore frame your manners to the time. |
| 92300 | Your fellow Tranio here, to save my life, |
| 92301 | Puts my apparel and my count'nance on, |
| 92302 | And I for my escape have put on his; |
| 92303 | For in a quarrel since I came ashore |
| 92304 | I kill'd a man, and fear I was descried. |
| 92305 | Wait you on him, I charge you, as becomes, |
| 92306 | While I make way from hence to save my life. |
| 92307 | You understand me? |
| 92308 | BIONDELLO. I, sir? Ne'er a whit. |
| 92309 | LUCENTIO. And not a jot of Tranio in your mo... |
| 92310 | Tranio is chang'd into Lucentio. |
| 92311 | BIONDELLO. The better for him; would I were ... |
| 92312 | TRANIO. So could I, faith, boy, to have the ... |
| 92313 | That Lucentio indeed had Baptista's younge... |
| 92314 | But, sirrah, not for my sake but your mast... |
| 92315 | You use your manners discreetly in all kin... |
| 92316 | When I am alone, why, then I am Tranio; |
| 92317 | But in all places else your master Lucentio. |
| 92318 | LUCENTIO. Tranio, let's go. |
| 92319 | One thing more rests, that thyself execute- |
| 92320 | To make one among these wooers. If thou as... |
| 92321 | Sufficeth, my reasons are both good and we... |
| 92322 | The Presenters above speak |
| 92323 | FIRST SERVANT. My lord, you nod; you do not ... |
| 92324 | SLY. Yes, by Saint Anne do I. A good matter,... |
| 92325 | any more of it? |
| 92326 | PAGE. My lord, 'tis but begun. |
| 92327 | SLY. 'Tis a very excellent piece of work, ma... |
| 92328 | Would 'twere done! ... |
| 92329 | SCENE II. |
| 92330 | Padua. Before HORTENSIO'S house |
| 92331 | Enter PETRUCHIO and his man GRUMIO |
| 92332 | PETRUCHIO. Verona, for a while I take my leave, |
| 92333 | To see my friends in Padua; but of all |
| 92334 | My best beloved and approved friend, |
| 92335 | Hortensio; and I trow this is his house. |
| 92336 | Here, sirrah Grumio, knock, I say. |
| 92337 | GRUMIO. Knock, sir! Whom should I knock? |
| 92338 | Is there any man has rebus'd your worship? |
| 92339 | PETRUCHIO. Villain, I say, knock me here sou... |
| 92340 | GRUMIO. Knock you here, sir? Why, sir, what ... |
| 92341 | should knock you here, sir? |
| 92342 | PETRUCHIO. Villain, I say, knock me at this ... |
| 92343 | And rap me well, or I'll knock your knave'... |
| 92344 | GRUMIO. My master is grown quarrelsome. I sh... |
| 92345 | And then I know after who comes by the worst. |
| 92346 | PETRUCHIO. Will it not be? |
| 92347 | Faith, sirrah, an you'll not knock I'll ri... |
| 92348 | I'll try how you can sol-fa, and sing it. |
| 92349 | [He wring... |
| 92350 | GRUMIO. Help, masters, help! My master is mad. |
| 92351 | PETRUCHIO. Now knock when I bid you, sirrah ... |
| 92352 | Enter HORTENSIO |
| 92353 | HORTENSIO. How now! what's the matter? My ol... |
| 92354 | good friend Petruchio! How do you all at V... |
| 92355 | PETRUCHIO. Signior Hortensio, come you to pa... |
| 92356 | 'Con tutto il cuore ben trovato' may I say. |
| 92357 | HORTENSIO. Alla nostra casa ben venuto, |
| 92358 | Molto honorato signor mio Petruchio. |
| 92359 | Rise, Grumio, rise; we will compound this ... |
| 92360 | GRUMIO. Nay, 'tis no matter, sir, what he 'l... |
| 92361 | be not a lawful cause for me to leave his ... |
| 92362 | he bid me knock him and rap him soundly, s... |
| 92363 | for a servant to use his master so; being,... |
| 92364 | see, two and thirty, a pip out? |
| 92365 | Whom would to God I had well knock'd at fi... |
| 92366 | Then had not Grumio come by the worst. |
| 92367 | PETRUCHIO. A senseless villain! Good Hortens... |
| 92368 | I bade the rascal knock upon your gate, |
| 92369 | And could not get him for my heart to do it. |
| 92370 | GRUMIO. Knock at the gate? O heavens! Spake ... |
| 92371 | plain: 'Sirrah knock me here, rap me here,... |
| 92372 | knock me soundly'? And come you now with '... |
| 92373 | PETRUCHIO. Sirrah, be gone, or talk not, I a... |
| 92374 | HORTENSIO. Petruchio, patience; I am Grumio'... |
| 92375 | Why, this's a heavy chance 'twixt him and ... |
| 92376 | Your ancient, trusty, pleasant servant Gru... |
| 92377 | And tell me now, sweet friend, what happy ... |
| 92378 | Blows you to Padua here from old Verona? |
| 92379 | PETRUCHIO. Such wind as scatters young men t... |
| 92380 | To seek their fortunes farther than at home, |
| 92381 | Where small experience grows. But in a few, |
| 92382 | Signior Hortensio, thus it stands with me: |
| 92383 | Antonio, my father, is deceas'd, |
| 92384 | And I have thrust myself into this maze, |
| 92385 | Haply to wive and thrive as best I may; |
| 92386 | Crowns in my purse I have, and goods at home, |
| 92387 | And so am come abroad to see the world. |
| 92388 | HORTENSIO. Petruchio, shall I then come roun... |
| 92389 | And wish thee to a shrewd ill-favour'd wife? |
| 92390 | Thou'dst thank me but a little for my coun... |
| 92391 | And yet I'll promise thee she shall be rich, |
| 92392 | And very rich; but th'art too much my friend, |
| 92393 | And I'll not wish thee to her. |
| 92394 | PETRUCHIO. Signior Hortensio, 'twixt such fr... |
| 92395 | Few words suffice; and therefore, if thou ... |
| 92396 | One rich enough to be Petruchio's wife, |
| 92397 | As wealth is burden of my wooing dance, |
| 92398 | Be she as foul as was Florentius' love, |
| 92399 | As old as Sibyl, and as curst and shrewd |
| 92400 | As Socrates' Xanthippe or a worse- |
| 92401 | She moves me not, or not removes, at least, |
| 92402 | Affection's edge in me, were she as rough |
| 92403 | As are the swelling Adriatic seas. |
| 92404 | I come to wive it wealthily in Padua; |
| 92405 | If wealthily, then happily in Padua. |
| 92406 | GRUMIO. Nay, look you, sir, he tells you fla... |
| 92407 | Why, give him gold enough and marry him to... |
| 92408 | aglet-baby, or an old trot with ne'er a to... |
| 92409 | she has as many diseases as two and fifty ... |
| 92410 | comes amiss, so money comes withal. |
| 92411 | HORTENSIO. Petruchio, since we are stepp'd t... |
| 92412 | I will continue that I broach'd in jest. |
| 92413 | I can, Petruchio, help thee to a wife |
| 92414 | With wealth enough, and young and beauteous; |
| 92415 | Brought up as best becomes a gentlewoman; |
| 92416 | Her only fault, and that is faults enough, |
| 92417 | Is- that she is intolerable curst, |
| 92418 | And shrewd and froward so beyond all measure |
| 92419 | That, were my state far worser than it is, |
| 92420 | I would not wed her for a mine of gold. |
| 92421 | PETRUCHIO. Hortensio, peace! thou know'st no... |
| 92422 | Tell me her father's name, and 'tis enough; |
| 92423 | For I will board her though she chide as loud |
| 92424 | As thunder when the clouds in autumn crack. |
| 92425 | HORTENSIO. Her father is Baptista Minola, |
| 92426 | An affable and courteous gentleman; |
| 92427 | Her name is Katherina Minola, |
| 92428 | Renown'd in Padua for her scolding tongue. |
| 92429 | PETRUCHIO. I know her father, though I know ... |
| 92430 | And he knew my deceased father well. |
| 92431 | I will not sleep, Hortensio, till I see her; |
| 92432 | And therefore let me be thus bold with you |
| 92433 | To give you over at this first encounter, |
| 92434 | Unless you will accompany me thither. |
| 92435 | GRUMIO. I pray you, sir, let him go while th... |
| 92436 | word, and she knew him as well as I do, sh... |
| 92437 | would do little good upon him. She may per... |
| 92438 | score knaves or so. Why, that's nothing; a... |
| 92439 | rail in his rope-tricks. I'll tell you wha... |
| 92440 | him but a little, he will throw a figure i... |
| 92441 | disfigure her with it that she shall have ... |
| 92442 | withal than a cat. You know him not, sir. |
| 92443 | HORTENSIO. Tarry, Petruchio, I must go with ... |
| 92444 | For in Baptista's keep my treasure is. |
| 92445 | He hath the jewel of my life in hold, |
| 92446 | His youngest daughter, beautiful Bianca; |
| 92447 | And her withholds from me, and other more, |
| 92448 | Suitors to her and rivals in my love; |
| 92449 | Supposing it a thing impossible- |
| 92450 | For those defects I have before rehears'd- |
| 92451 | That ever Katherina will be woo'd. |
| 92452 | Therefore this order hath Baptista ta'en, |
| 92453 | That none shall have access unto Bianca |
| 92454 | Till Katherine the curst have got a husband. |
| 92455 | GRUMIO. Katherine the curst! |
| 92456 | A title for a maid of all titles the worst. |
| 92457 | HORTENSIO. Now shall my friend Petruchio do ... |
| 92458 | And offer me disguis'd in sober robes |
| 92459 | To old Baptista as a schoolmaster |
| 92460 | Well seen in music, to instruct Bianca; |
| 92461 | That so I may by this device at least |
| 92462 | Have leave and leisure to make love to her, |
| 92463 | And unsuspected court her by herself. |
| 92464 | Enter GREMIO with LUCENTIO disguised a... |
| 92465 | GRUMIO. Here's no knavery! See, to beguile t... |
| 92466 | young folks lay their heads together! Mast... |
| 92467 | you. Who goes there, ha? |
| 92468 | HORTENSIO. Peace, Grumio! It is the rival of... |
| 92469 | stand by awhile. |
| 92470 | GRUMIO. A proper stripling, and an amorous! |
| 92471 | ... |
| 92472 | GREMIO. O, very well; I have perus'd the note. |
| 92473 | Hark you, sir; I'll have them very fairly ... |
| 92474 | All books of love, see that at any hand; |
| 92475 | And see you read no other lectures to her. |
| 92476 | You understand me- over and beside |
| 92477 | Signior Baptista's liberality, |
| 92478 | I'll mend it with a largess. Take your pap... |
| 92479 | And let me have them very well perfum'd; |
| 92480 | For she is sweeter than perfume itself |
| 92481 | To whom they go to. What will you read to ... |
| 92482 | LUCENTIO. Whate'er I read to her, I'll plead... |
| 92483 | As for my patron, stand you so assur'd, |
| 92484 | As firmly as yourself were still in place; |
| 92485 | Yea, and perhaps with more successful words |
| 92486 | Than you, unless you were a scholar, sir. |
| 92487 | GREMIO. O this learning, what a thing it is! |
| 92488 | GRUMIO. O this woodcock, what an ass it is! |
| 92489 | PETRUCHIO. Peace, sirrah! |
| 92490 | HORTENSIO. Grumio, mum! ... |
| 92491 | God save you, Signior Gremio! |
| 92492 | GREMIO. And you are well met, Signior Horten... |
| 92493 | Trow you whither I am going? To Baptista M... |
| 92494 | I promis'd to enquire carefully |
| 92495 | About a schoolmaster for the fair Bianca; |
| 92496 | And by good fortune I have lighted well |
| 92497 | On this young man; for learning and behaviour |
| 92498 | Fit for her turn, well read in poetry |
| 92499 | And other books- good ones, I warrant ye. |
| 92500 | HORTENSIO. 'Tis well; and I have met a gentl... |
| 92501 | Hath promis'd me to help me to another, |
| 92502 | A fine musician to instruct our mistress; |
| 92503 | So shall I no whit be behind in duty |
| 92504 | To fair Bianca, so beloved of me. |
| 92505 | GREMIO. Beloved of me- and that my deeds sha... |
| 92506 | GRUMIO. And that his bags shall prove. |
| 92507 | HORTENSIO. Gremio, 'tis now no time to vent ... |
| 92508 | Listen to me, and if you speak me fair |
| 92509 | I'll tell you news indifferent good for ei... |
| 92510 | Here is a gentleman whom by chance I met, |
| 92511 | Upon agreement from us to his liking, |
| 92512 | Will undertake to woo curst Katherine; |
| 92513 | Yea, and to marry her, if her dowry please. |
| 92514 | GREMIO. So said, so done, is well. |
| 92515 | Hortensio, have you told him all her faults? |
| 92516 | PETRUCHIO. I know she is an irksome brawling... |
| 92517 | If that be all, masters, I hear no harm. |
| 92518 | GREMIO. No, say'st me so, friend? What count... |
| 92519 | PETRUCHIO. Born in Verona, old Antonio's son. |
| 92520 | My father dead, my fortune lives for me; |
| 92521 | And I do hope good days and long to see. |
| 92522 | GREMIO. O Sir, such a life with such a wife ... |
| 92523 | But if you have a stomach, to't a God's name; |
| 92524 | You shall have me assisting you in all. |
| 92525 | But will you woo this wild-cat? |
| 92526 | PETRUCHIO. Will I live? |
| 92527 | GRUMIO. Will he woo her? Ay, or I'll hang her. |
| 92528 | PETRUCHIO. Why came I hither but to that int... |
| 92529 | Think you a little din can daunt mine ears? |
| 92530 | Have I not in my time heard lions roar? |
| 92531 | Have I not heard the sea, puff'd up with w... |
| 92532 | Rage like an angry boar chafed with sweat? |
| 92533 | Have I not heard great ordnance in the field, |
| 92534 | And heaven's artillery thunder in the skies? |
| 92535 | Have I not in a pitched battle heard |
| 92536 | Loud 'larums, neighing steeds, and trumpet... |
| 92537 | And do you tell me of a woman's tongue, |
| 92538 | That gives not half so great a blow to hear |
| 92539 | As will a chestnut in a fariner's fire? |
| 92540 | Tush! tush! fear boys with bugs. |
| 92541 | GRUMIO. For he fears none. |
| 92542 | GREMIO. Hortensio, hark: |
| 92543 | This gentleman is happily arriv'd, |
| 92544 | My mind presumes, for his own good and ours. |
| 92545 | HORTENSIO. I promis'd we would be contributo... |
| 92546 | And bear his charge of wooing, whatsoe'er. |
| 92547 | GREMIO. And so we will- provided that he win... |
| 92548 | GRUMIO. I would I were as sure of a good din... |
| 92549 | Enter TRANIO, bravely apparelled as LUCENT... |
| 92550 | TRANIO. Gentlemen, God save you! If I may be... |
| 92551 | Tell me, I beseech you, which is the readi... |
| 92552 | To the house of Signior Baptista Minola? |
| 92553 | BIONDELLO. He that has the two fair daughter... |
| 92554 | TRANIO. Even he, Biondello. |
| 92555 | GREMIO. Hark you, sir, you mean not her to- |
| 92556 | TRANIO. Perhaps him and her, sir; what have ... |
| 92557 | PETRUCHIO. Not her that chides, sir, at any ... |
| 92558 | TRANIO. I love no chiders, sir. Biondello, l... |
| 92559 | LUCENTIO. [Aside] Well begun, Tranio. |
| 92560 | HORTENSIO. Sir, a word ere you go. |
| 92561 | Are you a suitor to the maid you talk of, ... |
| 92562 | TRANIO. And if I be, sir, is it any offence? |
| 92563 | GREMIO. No; if without more words you will g... |
| 92564 | TRANIO. Why, sir, I pray, are not the street... |
| 92565 | For me as for you? |
| 92566 | GREMIO. But so is not she. |
| 92567 | TRANIO. For what reason, I beseech you? |
| 92568 | GREMIO. For this reason, if you'll know, |
| 92569 | That she's the choice love of Signior Gremio. |
| 92570 | HORTENSIO. That she's the chosen of Signior ... |
| 92571 | TRANIO. Softly, my masters! If you be gentle... |
| 92572 | Do me this right- hear me with patience. |
| 92573 | Baptista is a noble gentleman, |
| 92574 | To whom my father is not all unknown, |
| 92575 | And, were his daughter fairer than she is, |
| 92576 | She may more suitors have, and me for one. |
| 92577 | Fair Leda's daughter had a thousand wooers; |
| 92578 | Then well one more may fair Bianca have; |
| 92579 | And so she shall: Lucentio shall make one, |
| 92580 | Though Paris came in hope to speed alone. |
| 92581 | GREMIO. What, this gentleman will out-talk u... |
| 92582 | LUCENTIO. Sir, give him head; I know he'll p... |
| 92583 | PETRUCHIO. Hortensio, to what end are all th... |
| 92584 | HORTENSIO. Sir, let me be so bold as ask you, |
| 92585 | Did you yet ever see Baptista's daughter? |
| 92586 | TRANIO. No, sir, but hear I do that he hath ... |
| 92587 | The one as famous for a scolding tongue |
| 92588 | As is the other for beauteous modesty. |
| 92589 | PETRUCHIO. Sir, sir, the first's for me; let... |
| 92590 | GREMIO. Yea, leave that labour to great Herc... |
| 92591 | And let it be more than Alcides' twelve. |
| 92592 | PETRUCHIO. Sir, understand you this of me, i... |
| 92593 | The youngest daughter, whom you hearken for, |
| 92594 | Her father keeps from all access of suitors, |
| 92595 | And will not promise her to any man |
| 92596 | Until the elder sister first be wed. |
| 92597 | The younger then is free, and not before. |
| 92598 | TRANIO. If it be so, sir, that you are the man |
| 92599 | Must stead us all, and me amongst the rest; |
| 92600 | And if you break the ice, and do this feat, |
| 92601 | Achieve the elder, set the younger free |
| 92602 | For our access- whose hap shall be to have... |
| 92603 | Will not so graceless be to be ingrate. |
| 92604 | HORTENSIO. Sir, you say well, and well you d... |
| 92605 | And since you do profess to be a suitor, |
| 92606 | You must, as we do, gratify this gentleman, |
| 92607 | To whom we all rest generally beholding. |
| 92608 | TRANIO. Sir, I shall not be slack; in sign w... |
| 92609 | Please ye we may contrive this afternoon, |
| 92610 | And quaff carouses to our mistress' health; |
| 92611 | And do as adversaries do in law- |
| 92612 | Strive mightily, but eat and drink as frie... |
| 92613 | GRUMIO, BIONDELLO. O excellent motion! Fello... |
| 92614 | HORTENSIO. The motion's good indeed, and be ... |
| 92615 | Petruchio, I shall be your ben venuto. ... |
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| 92624 | ACT Il. SCENE I. |
| 92625 | Padua. BAPTISTA'S house |
| 92626 | Enter KATHERINA and BIANCA |
| 92627 | BIANCA. Good sister, wrong me not, nor wrong... |
| 92628 | To make a bondmaid and a slave of me- |
| 92629 | That I disdain; but for these other gawds, |
| 92630 | Unbind my hands, I'll pull them off myself, |
| 92631 | Yea, all my raiment, to my petticoat; |
| 92632 | Or what you will command me will I do, |
| 92633 | So well I know my duty to my elders. |
| 92634 | KATHERINA. Of all thy suitors here I charge ... |
| 92635 | Whom thou lov'st best. See thou dissemble ... |
| 92636 | BIANCA. Believe me, sister, of all the men a... |
| 92637 | I never yet beheld that special face |
| 92638 | Which I could fancy more than any other. |
| 92639 | KATHERINA. Minion, thou liest. Is't not Hort... |
| 92640 | BIANCA. If you affect him, sister, here I swear |
| 92641 | I'll plead for you myself but you shall ha... |
| 92642 | KATHERINA. O then, belike, you fancy riches ... |
| 92643 | You will have Gremio to keep you fair. |
| 92644 | BIANCA. Is it for him you do envy me so? |
| 92645 | Nay, then you jest; and now I well perceive |
| 92646 | You have but jested with me all this while. |
| 92647 | I prithee, sister Kate, untie my hands. |
| 92648 | KATHERINA. [Strikes her] If that be jest, t... |
| 92649 | Enter BAPTISTA |
| 92650 | BAPTISTA. Why, how now, dame! Whence grows t... |
| 92651 | Bianca, stand aside- poor girl! she weeps. |
| 92652 | ... |
| 92653 | Go ply thy needle; meddle not with her. |
| 92654 | For shame, thou hilding of a devilish spirit, |
| 92655 | Why dost thou wrong her that did ne'er wro... |
| 92656 | When did she cross thee with a bitter word? |
| 92657 | KATHERINA. Her silence flouts me, and I'll b... |
| 92658 | [F... |
| 92659 | BAPTISTA. What, in my sight? Bianca, get the... |
| 92660 | ... |
| 92661 | KATHERINA. What, will you not suffer me? Nay... |
| 92662 | She is your treasure, she must have a husb... |
| 92663 | I must dance bare-foot on her wedding-day, |
| 92664 | And for your love to her lead apes in hell. |
| 92665 | Talk not to me; I will go sit and weep, |
| 92666 | Till I can find occasion of revenge. ... |
| 92667 | BAPTISTA. Was ever gentleman thus griev'd as I? |
| 92668 | But who comes here? |
| 92669 | Enter GREMIO, with LUCENTIO in the hab... |
| 92670 | PETRUCHIO, with HORTENSIO as a musici... |
| 92671 | as LUCENTIO, with his boy, BIONDELLO, bear... |
| 92672 | GREMIO. Good morrow, neighbour Baptista. |
| 92673 | BAPTISTA. Good morrow, neighbour Gremio. |
| 92674 | God save you, gentlemen! |
| 92675 | PETRUCHIO. And you, good sir! Pray, have you... |
| 92676 | Call'd Katherina, fair and virtuous? |
| 92677 | BAPTISTA. I have a daughter, sir, call'd Kat... |
| 92678 | GREMIO. You are too blunt; go to it orderly. |
| 92679 | PETRUCHIO. You wrong me, Signior Gremio; giv... |
| 92680 | I am a gentleman of Verona, sir, |
| 92681 | That, hearing of her beauty and her wit, |
| 92682 | Her affability and bashful modesty, |
| 92683 | Her wondrous qualities and mild behaviour, |
| 92684 | Am bold to show myself a forward guest |
| 92685 | Within your house, to make mine eye the wi... |
| 92686 | Of that report which I so oft have heard. |
| 92687 | And, for an entrance to my entertainment, |
| 92688 | I do present you with a man of mine, |
| 92689 | [Pre... |
| 92690 | Cunning in music and the mathematics, |
| 92691 | To instruct her fully in those sciences, |
| 92692 | Whereof I know she is not ignorant. |
| 92693 | Accept of him, or else you do me wrong- |
| 92694 | His name is Licio, born in Mantua. |
| 92695 | BAPTISTA. Y'are welcome, sir, and he for you... |
| 92696 | But for my daughter Katherine, this I know, |
| 92697 | She is not for your turn, the more my grief. |
| 92698 | PETRUCHIO. I see you do not mean to part wit... |
| 92699 | Or else you like not of my company. |
| 92700 | BAPTISTA. Mistake me not; I speak but as I f... |
| 92701 | Whence are you, sir? What may I call your ... |
| 92702 | PETRUCHIO. Petruchio is my name, Antonio's son, |
| 92703 | A man well known throughout all Italy. |
| 92704 | BAPTISTA. I know him well; you are welcome f... |
| 92705 | GREMIO. Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, |
| 92706 | Let us that are poor petitioners speak too. |
| 92707 | Bacare! you are marvellous forward. |
| 92708 | PETRUCHIO. O, pardon me, Signior Gremio! I w... |
| 92709 | GREMIO. I doubt it not, sir; but you will cu... |
| 92710 | Neighbour, this is a gift very grateful, I... |
| 92711 | express the like kindness, myself, that ha... |
| 92712 | beholding to you than any, freely give unt... |
| 92713 | scholar [Presenting LUCENTIO] that hath ... |
| 92714 | Rheims; as cunning in Greek, Latin, and ot... |
| 92715 | other in music and mathematics. His name i... |
| 92716 | his service. |
| 92717 | BAPTISTA. A thousand thanks, Signior Gremio.... |
| 92718 | [To TRANIO] But, gentle sir, methinks you... |
| 92719 | May I be so bold to know the cause of your... |
| 92720 | TRANIO. Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine... |
| 92721 | That, being a stranger in this city here, |
| 92722 | Do make myself a suitor to your daughter, |
| 92723 | Unto Bianca, fair and virtuous. |
| 92724 | Nor is your firm resolve unknown to me |
| 92725 | In the preferment of the eldest sister. |
| 92726 | This liberty is all that I request- |
| 92727 | That, upon knowledge of my parentage, |
| 92728 | I may have welcome 'mongst the rest that woo, |
| 92729 | And free access and favour as the rest. |
| 92730 | And toward the education of your daughters |
| 92731 | I here bestow a simple instrument, |
| 92732 | And this small packet of Greek and Latin b... |
| 92733 | If you accept them, then their worth is gr... |
| 92734 | BAPTISTA. Lucentio is your name? Of whence, ... |
| 92735 | TRANIO. Of Pisa, sir; son to Vincentio. |
| 92736 | BAPTISTA. A mighty man of Pisa. By report |
| 92737 | I know him well. You are very welcome, sir. |
| 92738 | Take you the lute, and you the set of books; |
| 92739 | You shall go see your pupils presently. |
| 92740 | Holla, within! |
| 92741 | Enter a SERVANT |
| 92742 | Sirrah, lead these gentlemen |
| 92743 | To my daughters; and tell them both |
| 92744 | These are their tutors. Bid them use them ... |
| 92745 | Exit SERVANT leading HORTENSIO... |
| 92746 | and LUCEN... |
| 92747 | We will go walk a little in the orchard, |
| 92748 | And then to dinner. You are passing welcome, |
| 92749 | And so I pray you all to think yourselves. |
| 92750 | PETRUCHIO. Signior Baptista, my business ask... |
| 92751 | And every day I cannot come to woo. |
| 92752 | You knew my father well, and in him me, |
| 92753 | Left solely heir to all his lands and goods, |
| 92754 | Which I have bettered rather than decreas'd. |
| 92755 | Then tell me, if I get your daughter's lov... |
| 92756 | What dowry shall I have with her to wife? |
| 92757 | BAPTISTA. After my death, the one half of my... |
| 92758 | And, in possession, twenty thousand crowns. |
| 92759 | PETRUCHIO. And for that dowry, I'll assure h... |
| 92760 | Her widowhood, be it that she survive me, |
| 92761 | In all my lands and leases whatsoever. |
| 92762 | Let specialities be therefore drawn betwee... |
| 92763 | That covenants may be kept on either hand. |
| 92764 | BAPTISTA. Ay, when the special thing is well... |
| 92765 | That is, her love; for that is all in all. |
| 92766 | PETRUCHIO. Why, that is nothing; for I tell ... |
| 92767 | I am as peremptory as she proud-minded; |
| 92768 | And where two raging fires meet together, |
| 92769 | They do consume the thing that feeds their... |
| 92770 | Though little fire grows great with little... |
| 92771 | Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all. |
| 92772 | So I to her, and so she yields to me; |
| 92773 | For I am rough, and woo not like a babe. |
| 92774 | BAPTISTA. Well mayst thou woo, and happy be ... |
| 92775 | But be thou arm'd for some unhappy words. |
| 92776 | PETRUCHIO. Ay, to the proof, as mountains ar... |
| 92777 | That shake not though they blow perpetually. |
| 92778 | Re-enter HORTENSIO, with his head... |
| 92779 | BAPTISTA. How now, my friend! Why dost thou ... |
| 92780 | HORTENSIO. For fear, I promise you, if I loo... |
| 92781 | BAPTISTA. What, will my daughter prove a goo... |
| 92782 | HORTENSIO. I think she'll sooner prove a sol... |
| 92783 | Iron may hold with her, but never lutes. |
| 92784 | BAPTISTA. Why, then thou canst not break her... |
| 92785 | HORTENSIO. Why, no; for she hath broke the l... |
| 92786 | I did but tell her she mistook her frets, |
| 92787 | And bow'd her hand to teach her fingering, |
| 92788 | When, with a most impatient devilish spirit, |
| 92789 | 'Frets, call you these?' quoth she 'I'll f... |
| 92790 | And with that word she struck me on the head, |
| 92791 | And through the instrument my pate made way; |
| 92792 | And there I stood amazed for a while, |
| 92793 | As on a pillory, looking through the lute, |
| 92794 | While she did call me rascal fiddler |
| 92795 | And twangling Jack, with twenty such vile ... |
| 92796 | As she had studied to misuse me so. |
| 92797 | PETRUCHIO. Now, by the world, it is a lusty ... |
| 92798 | I love her ten times more than e'er I did. |
| 92799 | O, how I long to have some chat with her! |
| 92800 | BAPTISTA. Well, go with me, and be not so di... |
| 92801 | Proceed in practice with my younger daughter; |
| 92802 | She's apt to learn, and thankful for good ... |
| 92803 | Signior Petruchio, will you go with us, |
| 92804 | Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you? |
| 92805 | PETRUCHIO. I pray you do. Exeunt... |
| 92806 | I'll attend her here, |
| 92807 | And woo her with some spirit when she comes. |
| 92808 | Say that she rail; why, then I'll tell her... |
| 92809 | She sings as sweetly as a nightingale. |
| 92810 | Say that she frown; I'll say she looks as ... |
| 92811 | As morning roses newly wash'd with dew. |
| 92812 | Say she be mute, and will not speak a word; |
| 92813 | Then I'll commend her volubility, |
| 92814 | And say she uttereth piercing eloquence. |
| 92815 | If she do bid me pack, I'll give her thanks, |
| 92816 | As though she bid me stay by her a week; |
| 92817 | If she deny to wed, I'll crave the day |
| 92818 | When I shall ask the banns, and when be ma... |
| 92819 | But here she comes; :Lnd.now, Petruchio, s... |
| 92820 | Enter KATHERINA |
| 92821 | Good morrow, Kate- for that's your name, I... |
| 92822 | KATHERINA. Well have you heard, but somethin... |
| 92823 | They call me Katherine that do talk of me. |
| 92824 | PETRUCHIO. You lie, in faith, for you are ca... |
| 92825 | And bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst; |
| 92826 | But, Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom, |
| 92827 | Kate of Kate Hall, my super-dainty Kate, |
| 92828 | For dainties are all Kates, and therefore,... |
| 92829 | Take this of me, Kate of my consolation- |
| 92830 | Hearing thy mildness prais'd in every town, |
| 92831 | Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sound... |
| 92832 | Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs, |
| 92833 | Myself am mov'd to woo thee for my wife. |
| 92834 | KATHERINA. Mov'd! in good time! Let him that... |
| 92835 | Remove you hence. I knew you at the first |
| 92836 | You were a moveable. |
| 92837 | PETRUCHIO. Why, what's a moveable? |
| 92838 | KATHERINA. A join'd-stool. |
| 92839 | PETRUCHIO. Thou hast hit it. Come, sit on me. |
| 92840 | KATHERINA. Asses are made to bear, and so ar... |
| 92841 | PETRUCHIO. Women are made to bear, and so ar... |
| 92842 | KATHERINA. No such jade as you, if me you mean. |
| 92843 | PETRUCHIO. Alas, good Kate, I will not burde... |
| 92844 | For, knowing thee to be but young and light- |
| 92845 | KATHERINA. Too light for such a swain as you... |
| 92846 | And yet as heavy as my weight should be. |
| 92847 | PETRUCHIO. Should be! should- buzz! |
| 92848 | KATHERINA. Well ta'en, and like a buzzard. |
| 92849 | PETRUCHIO. O, slow-wing'd turtle, shall a bu... |
| 92850 | KATHERINA. Ay, for a turtle, as he takes a b... |
| 92851 | PETRUCHIO. Come, come, you wasp; i' faith, y... |
| 92852 | KATHERINA. If I be waspish, best beware my s... |
| 92853 | PETRUCHIO. My remedy is then to pluck it out. |
| 92854 | KATHERINA. Ay, if the fool could find it whe... |
| 92855 | PETRUCHIO. Who knows not where a wasp does w... |
| 92856 | In his tail. |
| 92857 | KATHERINA. In his tongue. |
| 92858 | PETRUCHIO. Whose tongue? |
| 92859 | KATHERINA. Yours, if you talk of tales; and ... |
| 92860 | PETRUCHIO. What, with my tongue in your tail... |
| 92861 | Good Kate; I am a gentleman. |
| 92862 | KATHERINA. That I'll try. ... |
| 92863 | PETRUCHIO. I swear I'll cuff you, if you str... |
| 92864 | KATHERINA. So may you lose your arms. |
| 92865 | If you strike me, you are no gentleman; |
| 92866 | And if no gentleman, why then no arms. |
| 92867 | PETRUCHIO. A herald, Kate? O, put me in thy ... |
| 92868 | KATHERINA. What is your crest- a coxcomb? |
| 92869 | PETRUCHIO. A combless cock, so Kate will be ... |
| 92870 | KATHERINA. No cock of mine: you crow too lik... |
| 92871 | PETRUCHIO. Nay, come, Kate, come; you must n... |
| 92872 | KATHERINA. It is my fashion, when I see a crab. |
| 92873 | PETRUCHIO. Why, here's no crab; and therefor... |
| 92874 | KATHERINA. There is, there is. |
| 92875 | PETRUCHIO. Then show it me. |
| 92876 | KATHERINA. Had I a glass I would. |
| 92877 | PETRUCHIO. What, you mean my face? |
| 92878 | KATHERINA. Well aim'd of such a young one. |
| 92879 | PETRUCHIO. Now, by Saint George, I am too yo... |
| 92880 | KATHERINA. Yet you are wither'd. |
| 92881 | PETRUCHIO. 'Tis with cares. |
| 92882 | KATHERINA. I care not. |
| 92883 | PETRUCHIO. Nay, hear you, Kate- in sooth, yo... |
| 92884 | KATHERINA. I chafe you, if I tarry; let me go. |
| 92885 | PETRUCHIO. No, not a whit; I find you passin... |
| 92886 | 'Twas told me you were rough, and coy, and... |
| 92887 | And now I find report a very liar; |
| 92888 | For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing c... |
| 92889 | But slow in speech, yet sweet as springtim... |
| 92890 | Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look ... |
| 92891 | Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will, |
| 92892 | Nor hast thou pleasure to be cross in talk; |
| 92893 | But thou with mildness entertain'st thy wo... |
| 92894 | With gentle conference, soft and affable. |
| 92895 | Why does the world report that Kate doth l... |
| 92896 | O sland'rous world! Kate like the hazel-twig |
| 92897 | Is straight and slender, and as brown in hue |
| 92898 | As hazel-nuts, and sweeter than the kernels. |
| 92899 | O, let me see thee walk. Thou dost not halt. |
| 92900 | KATHERINA. Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st c... |
| 92901 | PETRUCHIO. Did ever Dian so become a grove |
| 92902 | As Kate this chamber with her princely gait? |
| 92903 | O, be thou Dian, and let her be Kate; |
| 92904 | And then let Kate be chaste, and Dian spor... |
| 92905 | KATHERINA. Where did you study all this good... |
| 92906 | PETRUCHIO. It is extempore, from my mother wit. |
| 92907 | KATHERINA. A witty mother! witless else her ... |
| 92908 | PETRUCHIO. Am I not wise? |
| 92909 | KATHERINA. Yes, keep you warm. |
| 92910 | PETRUCHIO. Marry, so I mean, sweet Katherine... |
| 92911 | And therefore, setting all this chat aside, |
| 92912 | Thus in plain terms: your father hath cons... |
| 92913 | That you shall be my wife your dowry greed... |
| 92914 | And will you, nill you, I will marry you. |
| 92915 | Now, Kate, I am a husband for your turn; |
| 92916 | For, by this light, whereby I see thy beauty, |
| 92917 | Thy beauty that doth make me like thee well, |
| 92918 | Thou must be married to no man but me; |
| 92919 | For I am he am born to tame you, Kate, |
| 92920 | And bring you from a wild Kate to a Kate |
| 92921 | Conformable as other household Kates. |
| 92922 | Re-enter BAPTISTA, GREMIO, and ... |
| 92923 | Here comes your father. Never make denial; |
| 92924 | I must and will have Katherine to my wife. |
| 92925 | BAPTISTA. Now, Signior Petruchio, how speed ... |
| 92926 | PETRUCHIO. How but well, sir? how but well? |
| 92927 | It were impossible I should speed amiss. |
| 92928 | BAPTISTA. Why, how now, daughter Katherine, ... |
| 92929 | KATHERINA. Call you me daughter? Now I promi... |
| 92930 | You have show'd a tender fatherly regard |
| 92931 | To wish me wed to one half lunatic, |
| 92932 | A mad-cap ruffian and a swearing Jack, |
| 92933 | That thinks with oaths to face the matter ... |
| 92934 | PETRUCHIO. Father, 'tis thus: yourself and a... |
| 92935 | That talk'd of her have talk'd amiss of her. |
| 92936 | If she be curst, it is for policy, |
| 92937 | For,she's not froward, but modest as the d... |
| 92938 | She is not hot, but temperate as the morn; |
| 92939 | For patience she will prove a second Grissel, |
| 92940 | And Roman Lucrece for her chastity. |
| 92941 | And, to conclude, we have 'greed so well t... |
| 92942 | That upon Sunday is the wedding-day. |
| 92943 | KATHERINA. I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday fi... |
| 92944 | GREMIO. Hark, Petruchio; she says she'll see... |
| 92945 | TRANIO. Is this your speeding? Nay, then goo... |
| 92946 | PETRUCHIO. Be patient, gentlemen. I choose h... |
| 92947 | If she and I be pleas'd, what's that to you? |
| 92948 | 'Tis bargain'd 'twixt us twain, being alone, |
| 92949 | That she shall still be curst in company. |
| 92950 | I tell you 'tis incredible to believe. |
| 92951 | How much she loves me- O, the kindest Kate! |
| 92952 | She hung about my neck, and kiss on kiss |
| 92953 | She vied so fast, protesting oath on oath, |
| 92954 | That in a twink she won me to her love. |
| 92955 | O, you are novices! 'Tis a world to see, |
| 92956 | How tame, when men and women are alone, |
| 92957 | A meacock wretch can make the curstest shrew. |
| 92958 | Give me thy hand, Kate; I will unto Venice, |
| 92959 | To buy apparel 'gainst the wedding-day. |
| 92960 | Provide the feast, father, and bid the gue... |
| 92961 | I will be sure my Katherine shall be fine. |
| 92962 | BAPTISTA. I know not what to say; but give m... |
| 92963 | God send you joy, Petruchio! 'Tis a match. |
| 92964 | GREMIO, TRANIO. Amen, say we; we will be wit... |
| 92965 | PETRUCHIO. Father, and wife, and gentlemen, ... |
| 92966 | I will to Venice; Sunday comes apace; |
| 92967 | We will have rings and things, and fine ar... |
| 92968 | And kiss me, Kate; we will be married a Su... |
| 92969 | Exeunt PETRUCHIO and K... |
| 92970 | GREMIO. Was ever match clapp'd up so suddenly? |
| 92971 | BAPTISTA. Faith, gentlemen, now I play a mer... |
| 92972 | And venture madly on a desperate mart. |
| 92973 | TRANIO. 'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you; |
| 92974 | 'Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas. |
| 92975 | BAPTISTA. The gain I seek is quiet in the ma... |
| 92976 | GREMIO. No doubt but he hath got a quiet catch. |
| 92977 | But now, Baptista, to your younger daughter: |
| 92978 | Now is the day we long have looked for; |
| 92979 | I am your neighbour, and was suitor first. |
| 92980 | TRANIO. And I am one that love Bianca more |
| 92981 | Than words can witness or your thoughts ca... |
| 92982 | GREMIO. Youngling, thou canst not love so de... |
| 92983 | TRANIO. Greybeard, thy love doth freeze. |
| 92984 | GREMIO. But thine doth fry. |
| 92985 | Skipper, stand back; 'tis age that nourish... |
| 92986 | TRANIO. But youth in ladies' eyes that flour... |
| 92987 | BAPTISTA. Content you, gentlemen; I will com... |
| 92988 | 'Tis deeds must win the prize, and he of both |
| 92989 | That can assure my daughter greatest dower |
| 92990 | Shall have my Bianca's love. |
| 92991 | Say, Signior Gremio, what can you assure her? |
| 92992 | GREMIO. First, as you know, my house within ... |
| 92993 | Is richly furnished with plate and gold, |
| 92994 | Basins and ewers to lave her dainty hands; |
| 92995 | My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry; |
| 92996 | In ivory coffers I have stuff'd my crowns; |
| 92997 | In cypress chests my arras counterpoints, |
| 92998 | Costly apparel, tents, and canopies, |
| 92999 | Fine linen, Turkey cushions boss'd with pe... |
| 93000 | Valance of Venice gold in needle-work; |
| 93001 | Pewter and brass, and all things that belongs |
| 93002 | To house or housekeeping. Then at my farm |
| 93003 | I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail, |
| 93004 | Six score fat oxen standing in my stalls, |
| 93005 | And all things answerable to this portion. |
| 93006 | Myself am struck in years, I must confess; |
| 93007 | And if I die to-morrow this is hers, |
| 93008 | If whilst I live she will be only mine. |
| 93009 | TRANIO. That 'only' came well in. Sir, list ... |
| 93010 | I am my father's heir and only son; |
| 93011 | If I may have your daughter to my wife, |
| 93012 | I'll leave her houses three or four as good |
| 93013 | Within rich Pisa's walls as any one |
| 93014 | Old Signior Gremio has in Padua; |
| 93015 | Besides two thousand ducats by the year |
| 93016 | Of fruitful land, all which shall be her j... |
| 93017 | What, have I pinch'd you, Signior Gremio? |
| 93018 | GREMIO. Two thousand ducats by the year of l... |
| 93019 | [Aside] My land amounts not to so much in... |
| 93020 | That she shall have, besides an argosy |
| 93021 | That now is lying in Marseilles road. |
| 93022 | What, have I chok'd you with an argosy? |
| 93023 | TRANIO. Gremio, 'tis known my father hath no... |
| 93024 | Than three great argosies, besides two gal... |
| 93025 | And twelve tight galleys. These I will ass... |
| 93026 | And twice as much whate'er thou off'rest n... |
| 93027 | GREMIO. Nay, I have off'red all; I have no m... |
| 93028 | And she can have no more than all I have; |
| 93029 | If you like me, she shall have me and mine. |
| 93030 | TRANIO. Why, then the maid is mine from all ... |
| 93031 | By your firm promise; Gremio is out-vied. |
| 93032 | BAPTISTA. I must confess your offer is the b... |
| 93033 | And let your father make her the assurance, |
| 93034 | She is your own. Else, you must pardon me; |
| 93035 | If you should die before him, where's her ... |
| 93036 | TRANIO. That's but a cavil; he is old, I young. |
| 93037 | GREMIO. And may not young men die as well as... |
| 93038 | BAPTISTA. Well, gentlemen, |
| 93039 | I am thus resolv'd: on Sunday next you know |
| 93040 | My daughter Katherine is to be married; |
| 93041 | Now, on the Sunday following shall Bianca |
| 93042 | Be bride to you, if you make this assurance; |
| 93043 | If not, to Signior Gremio. |
| 93044 | And so I take my leave, and thank you both. |
| 93045 | GREMIO. Adieu, good neighbour. ... |
| 93046 | Now, I fear thee not. |
| 93047 | Sirrah young gamester, your father were a ... |
| 93048 | To give thee all, and in his waning age |
| 93049 | Set foot under thy table. Tut, a toy! |
| 93050 | An old Italian fox is not so kind, my boy.... |
| 93051 | TRANIO. A vengeance on your crafty withered ... |
| 93052 | Yet I have fac'd it with a card of ten. |
| 93053 | 'Tis in my head to do my master good: |
| 93054 | I see no reason but suppos'd Lucentio |
| 93055 | Must get a father, call'd suppos'd Vincentio; |
| 93056 | And that's a wonder- fathers commonly |
| 93057 | Do get their children; but in this case of... |
| 93058 | A child shall get a sire, if I fail not of... |
| 93059 | Exit |
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| 93068 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 93069 | Padua. BAPTISTA'S house |
| 93070 | Enter LUCENTIO as CAMBIO, HORTENSIO as LICIO, ... |
| 93071 | LUCENTIO. Fiddler, forbear; you grow too for... |
| 93072 | Have you so soon forgot the entertainment |
| 93073 | Her sister Katherine welcome'd you withal? |
| 93074 | HORTENSIO. But, wrangling pedant, this is |
| 93075 | The patroness of heavenly harmony. |
| 93076 | Then give me leave to have prerogative; |
| 93077 | And when in music we have spent an hour, |
| 93078 | Your lecture shall have leisure for as much. |
| 93079 | LUCENTIO. Preposterous ass, that never read ... |
| 93080 | To know the cause why music was ordain'd! |
| 93081 | Was it not to refresh the mind of man |
| 93082 | After his studies or his usual pain? |
| 93083 | Then give me leave to read philosophy, |
| 93084 | And while I pause serve in your harmony. |
| 93085 | HORTENSIO. Sirrah, I will not bear these bra... |
| 93086 | BIANCA. Why, gentlemen, you do me double wrong |
| 93087 | To strive for that which resteth in my cho... |
| 93088 | I arn no breeching scholar in the schools, |
| 93089 | I'll not be tied to hours nor 'pointed times, |
| 93090 | But learn my lessons as I please myself. |
| 93091 | And to cut off all strife: here sit we down; |
| 93092 | Take you your instrument, play you the whi... |
| 93093 | His lecture will be done ere you have tun'd. |
| 93094 | HORTENSIO. You'll leave his lecture when I a... |
| 93095 | LUCENTIO. That will be never- tune your inst... |
| 93096 | BIANCA. Where left we last? |
| 93097 | LUCENTIO. Here, madam: |
| 93098 | 'Hic ibat Simois, hic est Sigeia tellus, |
| 93099 | Hic steterat Priami regia celsa senis.' |
| 93100 | BIANCA. Construe them. |
| 93101 | LUCENTIO. 'Hic ibat' as I told you before- '... |
| 93102 | 'hic est' son unto Vincentio of Pisa- 'Sig... |
| 93103 | thus to get your love- 'Hic steterat' and ... |
| 93104 | comes a-wooing- 'Priami' is my man Tranio-... |
| 93105 | port- 'celsa senis' that we might beguile ... |
| 93106 | HORTENSIO. Madam, my instrument's in tune. |
| 93107 | BIANCA. Let's hear. O fie! the treble jars. |
| 93108 | LUCENTIO. Spit in the hole, man, and tune ag... |
| 93109 | BIANCA. Now let me see if I can construe it:... |
| 93110 | know you not- 'hic est Sigeia tellus' I tr... |
| 93111 | steterat Priami' take heed he hear us not-... |
| 93112 | 'celsa senis' despair not. |
| 93113 | HORTENSIO. Madam, 'tis now in tune. |
| 93114 | LUCENTIO. All but the bass. |
| 93115 | HORTENSIO. The bass is right; 'tis the base ... |
| 93116 | [Aside] How fiery and forward our pedant is! |
| 93117 | Now, for my life, the knave doth court my ... |
| 93118 | Pedascule, I'll watch you better yet. |
| 93119 | BIANCA. In time I may believe, yet I mistrust. |
| 93120 | LUCENTIO. Mistrust it not- for sure, AEacides |
| 93121 | Was Ajax, call'd so from his grandfather. |
| 93122 | BIANCA. I must believe my master; else, I pr... |
| 93123 | I should be arguing still upon that doubt; |
| 93124 | But let it rest. Now, Licio, to you. |
| 93125 | Good master, take it not unkindly, pray, |
| 93126 | That I have been thus pleasant with you both. |
| 93127 | HORTENSIO. [To LUCENTIO] You may go walk a... |
| 93128 | awhile; |
| 93129 | My lessons make no music in three Parts. |
| 93130 | LUCENTIO. Are you so formal, sir? Well, I mu... |
| 93131 | [Aside] And watch withal; for, but I be d... |
| 93132 | Our fine musician groweth amorous. |
| 93133 | HORTENSIO. Madam, before you touch the instr... |
| 93134 | To learn the order of my fingering, |
| 93135 | I must begin with rudiments of art, |
| 93136 | To teach you gamut in a briefer sort, |
| 93137 | More pleasant, pithy, and effectual, |
| 93138 | Than hath been taught by any of my trade; |
| 93139 | And there it is in writing fairly drawn. |
| 93140 | BIANCA. Why, I am past my gamut long ago. |
| 93141 | HORTENSIO. Yet read the gamut of Hortensio. |
| 93142 | BIANCA. [Reads] |
| 93143 | '"Gamut" I am, the ground of all accord- |
| 93144 | "A re" to plead Hortensio's passion- |
| 93145 | "B mi" Bianca, take him for thy lord- |
| 93146 | "C fa ut" that loves with all affection- |
| 93147 | "D sol re" one clef, two notes have I- |
| 93148 | "E la mi" show pity or I die.' |
| 93149 | Call you this gamut? Tut, I like it not! |
| 93150 | Old fashions please me best; I am not so nice |
| 93151 | To change true rules for odd inventions. |
| 93152 | Enter a SERVANT |
| 93153 | SERVANT. Mistress, your father prays you lea... |
| 93154 | And help to dress your sister's chamber up. |
| 93155 | You know to-morrow is the wedding-day. |
| 93156 | BIANCA. Farewell, sweet masters, both; I mus... |
| 93157 | Exeunt ... |
| 93158 | LUCENTIO. Faith, mistress, then I have no ca... |
| 93159 | Exit |
| 93160 | HORTENSIO. But I have cause to pry into this... |
| 93161 | Methinks he looks as though he were in love. |
| 93162 | Yet if thy thoughts, Bianca, be so humble |
| 93163 | To cast thy wand'ring eyes on every stale- |
| 93164 | Seize thee that list. If once I find thee ... |
| 93165 | HORTENSIO will be quit with thee by changing... |
| 93166 | SCENE II. |
| 93167 | Padua. Before BAPTISTA'So house |
| 93168 | Enter BAPTISTA, GREMIO, TRANIO as LUCENTIO, KA... |
| 93169 | LUCENTIO as CAMBIO, and ATTENDANTS |
| 93170 | BAPTISTA. [To TRANIO] Signior Lucentio, th... |
| 93171 | That Katherine and Petruchio should be mar... |
| 93172 | And yet we hear not of our son-in-law. |
| 93173 | What will be said? What mockery will it be |
| 93174 | To want the bridegroom when the priest att... |
| 93175 | To speak the ceremonial rites of marriage! |
| 93176 | What says Lucentio to this shame of ours? |
| 93177 | KATHERINA. No shame but mine; I must, forsoo... |
| 93178 | To give my hand, oppos'd against my heart, |
| 93179 | Unto a mad-brain rudesby, full of spleen, |
| 93180 | Who woo'd in haste and means to wed at lei... |
| 93181 | I told you, I, he was a frantic fool, |
| 93182 | Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behaviour; |
| 93183 | And, to be noted for a merry man, |
| 93184 | He'll woo a thousand, 'point the day of ma... |
| 93185 | Make friends invited, and proclaim the ban... |
| 93186 | Yet never means to wed where he hath woo'd. |
| 93187 | Now must the world point at poor Katherine, |
| 93188 | And say 'Lo, there is mad Petruchio's wife, |
| 93189 | If it would please him come and marry her!' |
| 93190 | TRANIO. Patience, good Katherine, and Baptis... |
| 93191 | Upon my life, Petruchio means but well, |
| 93192 | Whatever fortune stays him from his word. |
| 93193 | Though he be blunt, I know him passing wise; |
| 93194 | Though he be merry, yet withal he's honest. |
| 93195 | KATHERINA. Would Katherine had never seen hi... |
| 93196 | Exit, weeping, followed by... |
| 93197 | BAPTISTA. Go, girl, I cannot blame thee now ... |
| 93198 | For such an injury would vex a very saint; |
| 93199 | Much more a shrew of thy impatient humour. |
| 93200 | Enter BIONDELLO |
| 93201 | Master, master! News, and such old news as... |
| 93202 | BAPTISTA. Is it new and old too? How may tha... |
| 93203 | BIONDELLO. Why, is it not news to hear of Pe... |
| 93204 | BAPTISTA. Is he come? |
| 93205 | BIONDELLO. Why, no, sir. |
| 93206 | BAPTISTA. What then? |
| 93207 | BIONDELLO. He is coming. |
| 93208 | BAPTISTA. When will he be here? |
| 93209 | BIONDELLO. When he stands where I am and see... |
| 93210 | TRANIO. But, say, what to thine old news? |
| 93211 | BIONDELLO. Why, Petruchio is coming- in a ne... |
| 93212 | jerkin; a pair of old breeches thrice turn... |
| 93213 | that have been candle-cases, one buckled, ... |
| 93214 | rusty sword ta'en out of the town armoury,... |
| 93215 | and chapeless; with two broken points; his... |
| 93216 | old motley saddle and stirrups of no kindr... |
| 93217 | with the glanders and like to mose in the ... |
| 93218 | the lampass, infected with the fashions, f... |
| 93219 | with spavins, rayed with the yellows, past... |
| 93220 | stark spoil'd with the staggers, begnawn w... |
| 93221 | the back and shoulder-shotten, near-legg'd... |
| 93222 | half-cheek'd bit, and a head-stall of shee... |
| 93223 | being restrained to keep him from stumblin... |
| 93224 | burst, and now repaired with knots; one gi... |
| 93225 | and a woman's crupper of velure, which hat... |
| 93226 | name fairly set down in studs, and here an... |
| 93227 | pack-thread. |
| 93228 | BAPTISTA. Who comes with him? |
| 93229 | BIONDELLO. O, sir, his lackey, for all the w... |
| 93230 | the horse- with a linen stock on one leg a... |
| 93231 | on the other, gart'red with a red and blue... |
| 93232 | the humour of forty fancies prick'd in't f... |
| 93233 | monster, a very monster in apparel, and no... |
| 93234 | footboy or a gentleman's lackey. |
| 93235 | TRANIO. 'Tis some odd humour pricks him to t... |
| 93236 | Yet oftentimes lie goes but mean-apparell'd. |
| 93237 | BAPTISTA. I am glad he's come, howsoe'er he ... |
| 93238 | BIONDELLO. Why, sir, he comes not. |
| 93239 | BAPTISTA. Didst thou not say he comes? |
| 93240 | BIONDELLO. Who? that Petruchio came? |
| 93241 | BAPTISTA. Ay, that Petruchio came. |
| 93242 | BIONDELLO. No, sir; I say his horse comes wi... |
| 93243 | BAPTISTA. Why, that's all one. |
| 93244 | BIONDELLO. Nay, by Saint Jamy, |
| 93245 | I hold you a penny, |
| 93246 | A horse and a man |
| 93247 | Is more than one, |
| 93248 | And yet not many. |
| 93249 | Enter PETRUCHIO and GRUMIO |
| 93250 | PETRUCHIO. Come, where be these gallants? Wh... |
| 93251 | BAPTISTA. You are welcome, sir. |
| 93252 | PETRUCHIO. And yet I come not well. |
| 93253 | BAPTISTA. And yet you halt not. |
| 93254 | TRANIO. Not so well apparell'd |
| 93255 | As I wish you were. |
| 93256 | PETRUCHIO. Were it better, I should rush in ... |
| 93257 | But where is Kate? Where is my lovely bride? |
| 93258 | How does my father? Gentles, methinks you ... |
| 93259 | And wherefore gaze this goodly company |
| 93260 | As if they saw some wondrous monument, |
| 93261 | Some comet or unusual prodigy? |
| 93262 | BAPTISTA. Why, sir, you know this is your we... |
| 93263 | First were we sad, fearing you would not c... |
| 93264 | Now sadder, that you come so unprovided. |
| 93265 | Fie, doff this habit, shame to your estate, |
| 93266 | An eye-sore to our solemn festival! |
| 93267 | TRANIO. And tell us what occasion of import |
| 93268 | Hath all so long detain'd you from your wife, |
| 93269 | And sent you hither so unlike yourself? |
| 93270 | PETRUCHIO. Tedious it were to tell, and hars... |
| 93271 | Sufficeth I am come to keep my word, |
| 93272 | Though in some part enforced to digress, |
| 93273 | Which at more leisure I will so excuse |
| 93274 | As you shall well be satisfied withal. |
| 93275 | But where is Kate? I stay too long from her; |
| 93276 | The morning wears, 'tis time we were at ch... |
| 93277 | TRANIO. See not your bride in these unrevere... |
| 93278 | Go to my chamber, put on clothes of mine. |
| 93279 | PETRUCHIO. Not I, believe me; thus I'll visi... |
| 93280 | BAPTISTA. But thus, I trust, you will not ma... |
| 93281 | PETRUCHIO. Good sooth, even thus; therefore ... |
| 93282 | To me she's married, not unto my clothes. |
| 93283 | Could I repair what she will wear in me |
| 93284 | As I can change these poor accoutrements, |
| 93285 | 'Twere well for Kate and better for myself. |
| 93286 | But what a fool am I to chat with you, |
| 93287 | When I should bid good-morrow to my bride |
| 93288 | And seal the title with a lovely kiss! |
| 93289 | Exeunt PETRU... |
| 93290 | TRANIO. He hath some meaning in his mad attire. |
| 93291 | We will persuade him, be it possible, |
| 93292 | To put on better ere he go to church. |
| 93293 | BAPTISTA. I'll after him and see the event o... |
| 93294 | Exeunt BAPTISTA, GREMIO, BIONDEL... |
| 93295 | TRANIO. But to her love concerneth us to ad |
| 93296 | Her father's liking; which to bring to pass, |
| 93297 | As I before imparted to your worship, |
| 93298 | I am to get a man- whate'er he be |
| 93299 | It skills not much; we'll fit him to our t... |
| 93300 | And he shall be Vincentio of Pisa, |
| 93301 | And make assurance here in Padua |
| 93302 | Of greater sums than I have promised. |
| 93303 | So shall you quietly enjoy your hope |
| 93304 | And marry sweet Bianca with consent. |
| 93305 | LUCENTIO. Were it not that my fellow schoolm... |
| 93306 | Doth watch Bianca's steps so narrowly, |
| 93307 | 'Twere good, methinks, to steal our marriage; |
| 93308 | Which once perform'd, let all the world sa... |
| 93309 | I'll keep mine own despite of all the world. |
| 93310 | TRANIO. That by degrees we mean to look into |
| 93311 | And watch our vantage in this business; |
| 93312 | We'll over-reach the greybeard, Gremio, |
| 93313 | The narrow-prying father, Minola, |
| 93314 | The quaint musician, amorous Licio- |
| 93315 | All for my master's sake, Lucentio. |
| 93316 | Re-enter GREMIO |
| 93317 | Signior Gremio, came you from the church? |
| 93318 | GREMIO. As willingly as e'er I came from sch... |
| 93319 | TRANIO. And is the bride and bridegroom comi... |
| 93320 | GREMIO. A bridegroom, say you? 'Tis a groom ... |
| 93321 | A grumbling groom, and that the girl shall... |
| 93322 | TRANIO. Curster than she? Why, 'tis impossible. |
| 93323 | GREMIO. Why, he's a devil, a devil, a very f... |
| 93324 | TRANIO. Why, she's a devil, a devil, the dev... |
| 93325 | GREMIO. Tut, she's a lamb, a dove, a fool, t... |
| 93326 | I'll tell you, Sir Lucentio: when the priest |
| 93327 | Should ask if Katherine should be his wife, |
| 93328 | 'Ay, by gogs-wouns' quoth he, and swore so... |
| 93329 | That, all amaz'd, the priest let fall the ... |
| 93330 | And as he stoop'd again to take it up, |
| 93331 | This mad-brain'd bridegroom took him such ... |
| 93332 | That down fell priest and book, and book a... |
| 93333 | 'Now take them up,' quoth he 'if any list.' |
| 93334 | TRANIO. What said the wench, when he rose ag... |
| 93335 | GREMIO. Trembled and shook, for why he stamp... |
| 93336 | As if the vicar meant to cozen him. |
| 93337 | But after many ceremonies done |
| 93338 | He calls for wine: 'A health!' quoth he, a... |
| 93339 | He had been abroad, carousing to his mates |
| 93340 | After a storm; quaff'd off the muscadel, |
| 93341 | And threw the sops all in the sexton's face, |
| 93342 | Having no other reason |
| 93343 | But that his beard grew thin and hungerly |
| 93344 | And seem'd to ask him sops as he was drink... |
| 93345 | This done, he took the bride about the neck, |
| 93346 | And kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous ... |
| 93347 | That at the parting all the church did echo. |
| 93348 | And I, seeing this, came thence for very s... |
| 93349 | And after me, I know, the rout is coming. |
| 93350 | Such a mad marriage never was before. |
| 93351 | Hark, hark! I hear the minstrels play. ... |
| 93352 | Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHERINA, BIANCA, BAP... |
| 93353 | GRUMIO, and train |
| 93354 | PETRUCHIO. Gentlemen and friends, I thank yo... |
| 93355 | I know you think to dine with me to-day, |
| 93356 | And have prepar'd great store of wedding c... |
| 93357 | But so it is- my haste doth call me hence, |
| 93358 | And therefore here I mean to take my leave. |
| 93359 | BAPTISTA. Is't possible you will away to-night? |
| 93360 | PETRUCHIO. I must away to-day before night c... |
| 93361 | Make it no wonder; if you knew my business, |
| 93362 | You would entreat me rather go than stay. |
| 93363 | And, honest company, I thank you all |
| 93364 | That have beheld me give away myself |
| 93365 | To this most patient, sweet, and virtuous ... |
| 93366 | Dine with my father, drink a health to me. |
| 93367 | For I must hence; and farewell to you all. |
| 93368 | TRANIO. Let us entreat you stay till after d... |
| 93369 | PETRUCHIO. It may not be. |
| 93370 | GREMIO. Let me entreat you. |
| 93371 | PETRUCHIO. It cannot be. |
| 93372 | KATHERINA. Let me entreat you. |
| 93373 | PETRUCHIO. I am content. |
| 93374 | KATHERINA. Are you content to stay? |
| 93375 | PETRUCHIO. I am content you shall entreat me... |
| 93376 | But yet not stay, entreat me how you can. |
| 93377 | KATHERINA. Now, if you love me, stay. |
| 93378 | PETRUCHIO. Grumio, my horse. |
| 93379 | GRUMIO. Ay, sir, they be ready; the oats hav... |
| 93380 | KATHERINA. Nay, then, |
| 93381 | Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day; |
| 93382 | No, nor to-morrow, not till I please myself. |
| 93383 | The door is open, sir; there lies your way; |
| 93384 | You may be jogging whiles your boots are g... |
| 93385 | For me, I'll not be gone till I please mys... |
| 93386 | 'Tis like you'll prove a jolly surly groom |
| 93387 | That take it on you at the first so roundly. |
| 93388 | PETRUCHIO. O Kate, content thee; prithee be ... |
| 93389 | KATHERINA. I will be angry; what hast thou t... |
| 93390 | Father, be quiet; he shall stay my leisure. |
| 93391 | GREMIO. Ay, marry, sir, now it begins to work. |
| 93392 | KATHERINA. Gentlemen, forward to the bridal ... |
| 93393 | I see a woman may be made a fool |
| 93394 | If she had not a spirit to resist. |
| 93395 | PETRUCHIO. They shall go forward, Kate, at t... |
| 93396 | Obey the bride, you that attend on her; |
| 93397 | Go to the feast, revel and domineer, |
| 93398 | Carouse full measure to her maidenhead; |
| 93399 | Be mad and merry, or go hang yourselves. |
| 93400 | But for my bonny Kate, she must with me. |
| 93401 | Nay, look not big, nor stamp, nor stare, n... |
| 93402 | I will be master of what is mine own- |
| 93403 | She is my goods, my chattels, she is my ho... |
| 93404 | My household stuff, my field, my barn, |
| 93405 | My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing, |
| 93406 | And here she stands; touch her whoever dare; |
| 93407 | I'll bring mine action on the proudest he |
| 93408 | That stops my way in Padua. Grumio, |
| 93409 | Draw forth thy weapon; we are beset with t... |
| 93410 | Rescue thy mistress, if thou be a man. |
| 93411 | Fear not, sweet wench; they shall not touc... |
| 93412 | I'll buckler thee against a million. |
| 93413 | Exeunt PETRUCHIO, KAT... |
| 93414 | BAPTISTA. Nay, let them go, a couple of quie... |
| 93415 | GREMIO. Went they not quickly, I should die ... |
| 93416 | TRANIO. Of all mad matches, never was the like. |
| 93417 | LUCENTIO. Mistress, what's your opinion of y... |
| 93418 | BIANCA. That, being mad herself, she's madly... |
| 93419 | GREMIO. I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated. |
| 93420 | BAPTISTA. Neighbours and friends, though bri... |
| 93421 | For to supply the places at the table, |
| 93422 | You know there wants no junkets at the feast. |
| 93423 | Lucentio, you shall supply the bridegroom'... |
| 93424 | And let Bianca take her sister's room. |
| 93425 | TRANIO. Shall sweet Bianca practise how to b... |
| 93426 | BAPTISTA. She shall, Lucentio. Come, gentlem... |
| 93427 | ... |
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| 93436 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 93437 | PETRUCHIO'S country house |
| 93438 | Enter GRUMIO |
| 93439 | GRUMIO. Fie, fie on all tired jades, on all ... |
| 93440 | foul ways! Was ever man so beaten? Was eve... |
| 93441 | ever man so weary? I am sent before to mak... |
| 93442 | coming after to warm them. Now were not I ... |
| 93443 | hot, my very lips might freeze to my teeth... |
| 93444 | of my mouth, my heart in my belly, ere I s... |
| 93445 | thaw me. But I with blowing the fire shall... |
| 93446 | considering the weather, a taller man than... |
| 93447 | Holla, ho! Curtis! |
| 93448 | Enter CURTIS |
| 93449 | CURTIS. Who is that calls so coldly? |
| 93450 | GRUMIO. A piece of ice. If thou doubt it, th... |
| 93451 | shoulder to my heel with no greater a run ... |
| 93452 | neck. A fire, good Curtis. |
| 93453 | CURTIS. Is my master and his wife coming, Gr... |
| 93454 | GRUMIO. O, ay, Curtis, ay; and therefore fir... |
| 93455 | water. |
| 93456 | CURTIS. Is she so hot a shrew as she's repor... |
| 93457 | GRUMIO. She was, good Curtis, before this fr... |
| 93458 | winter tames man, woman, and beast; for it... |
| 93459 | master, and my new mistress, and myself, f... |
| 93460 | CURTIS. Away, you three-inch fool! I am no b... |
| 93461 | GRUMIO. Am I but three inches? Why, thy horn... |
| 93462 | am I at the least. But wilt thou make a fi... |
| 93463 | on thee to our mistress, whose hand- she b... |
| 93464 | shalt soon feel, to thy cold comfort, for ... |
| 93465 | office? |
| 93466 | CURTIS. I prithee, good Grumio, tell me how ... |
| 93467 | GRUMIO. A cold world, Curtis, in every offic... |
| 93468 | therefore fire. Do thy duty, and have thy ... |
| 93469 | mistress are almost frozen to death. |
| 93470 | CURTIS. There's fire ready; and therefore, g... |
| 93471 | GRUMIO. Why, 'Jack boy! ho, boy!' and as muc... |
| 93472 | CURTIS. Come, you are so full of cony-catching! |
| 93473 | GRUMIO. Why, therefore, fire; for I have cau... |
| 93474 | Where's the cook? Is supper ready, the hou... |
| 93475 | strew'd, cobwebs swept, the serving-men in... |
| 93476 | their white stockings, and every officer h... |
| 93477 | Be the jacks fair within, the jills fair w... |
| 93478 | laid, and everything in order? |
| 93479 | CURTIS. All ready; and therefore, I pray the... |
| 93480 | GRUMIO. First know my horse is tired; my mas... |
| 93481 | out. |
| 93482 | CURTIS. How? |
| 93483 | GRUMIO. Out of their saddles into the dirt; ... |
| 93484 | tale. |
| 93485 | CURTIS. Let's ha't, good Grumio. |
| 93486 | GRUMIO. Lend thine ear. |
| 93487 | CURTIS. Here. |
| 93488 | GRUMIO. There. ... |
| 93489 | CURTIS. This 'tis to feel a tale, not to hea... |
| 93490 | GRUMIO. And therefore 'tis call'd a sensible... |
| 93491 | was but to knock at your car and beseech l... |
| 93492 | Imprimis, we came down a foul hill, my mas... |
| 93493 | mistress- |
| 93494 | CURTIS. Both of one horse? |
| 93495 | GRUMIO. What's that to thee? |
| 93496 | CURTIS. Why, a horse. |
| 93497 | GRUMIO. Tell thou the tale. But hadst thou n... |
| 93498 | shouldst have heard how her horse fell and... |
| 93499 | thou shouldst have heard in how miry a pla... |
| 93500 | bemoil'd, how he left her with the horse u... |
| 93501 | because her horse stumbled, how she waded ... |
| 93502 | pluck him off me, how he swore, how she pr... |
| 93503 | before, how I cried, how the horses ran aw... |
| 93504 | burst, how I lost my crupper- with many th... |
| 93505 | which now shall die in oblivion, and thou ... |
| 93506 | thy grave. |
| 93507 | CURTIS. By this reck'ning he is more shrew t... |
| 93508 | GRUMIO. Ay, and that thou and the proudest o... |
| 93509 | when he comes home. But what talk I of thi... |
| 93510 | Nathaniel, Joseph, Nicholas, Philip, Walte... |
| 93511 | rest; let their heads be sleekly comb'd, t... |
| 93512 | and their garters of an indifferent knit; ... |
| 93513 | their left legs, and not presume to touch ... |
| 93514 | horse-tail till they kiss their hands. Are... |
| 93515 | CURTIS. They are. |
| 93516 | GRUMIO. Call them forth. |
| 93517 | CURTIS. Do you hear, ho? You must meet my ma... |
| 93518 | mistress. |
| 93519 | GRUMIO. Why, she hath a face of her own. |
| 93520 | CURTIS. Who knows not that? |
| 93521 | GRUMIO. Thou, it seems, that calls for compa... |
| 93522 | CURTIS. I call them forth to credit her. |
| 93523 | GRUMIO. Why, she comes to borrow nothing of ... |
| 93524 | Enter four or five SERVIN... |
| 93525 | NATHANIEL. Welcome home, Grumio! |
| 93526 | PHILIP. How now, Grumio! |
| 93527 | JOSEPH. What, Grumio! |
| 93528 | NICHOLAS. Fellow Grumio! |
| 93529 | NATHANIEL. How now, old lad! |
| 93530 | GRUMIO. Welcome, you!- how now, you!- what, ... |
| 93531 | thus much for greeting. Now, my spruce com... |
| 93532 | and all things neat? |
| 93533 | NATHANIEL. All things is ready. How near is ... |
| 93534 | GRUMIO. E'en at hand, alighted by this; and ... |
| 93535 | Cock's passion, silence! I hear my master. |
| 93536 | Enter PETRUCHIO and KATHE... |
| 93537 | PETRUCHIO. Where be these knaves? What, no m... |
| 93538 | To hold my stirrup nor to take my horse! |
| 93539 | Where is Nathaniel, Gregory, Philip? |
| 93540 | ALL SERVANTS. Here, here, sir; here, sir. |
| 93541 | PETRUCHIO. Here, sir! here, sir! here, sir! ... |
| 93542 | You logger-headed and unpolish'd grooms! |
| 93543 | What, no attendance? no regard? no duty? |
| 93544 | Where is the foolish knave I sent before? |
| 93545 | GRUMIO. Here, sir; as foolish as I was before. |
| 93546 | PETRUCHIO. YOU peasant swain! you whoreson m... |
| 93547 | Did I not bid thee meet me in the park |
| 93548 | And bring along these rascal knaves with t... |
| 93549 | GRUMIO. Nathaniel's coat, sir, was not fully... |
| 93550 | And Gabriel's pumps were all unpink'd i' t... |
| 93551 | There was no link to colour Peter's hat, |
| 93552 | And Walter's dagger was not come from shea... |
| 93553 | There were none fine but Adam, Ralph, and ... |
| 93554 | The rest were ragged, old, and beggarly; |
| 93555 | Yet, as they are, here are they come to me... |
| 93556 | PETRUCHIO. Go, rascals, go and fetch my supp... |
| 93557 | Exeunt some... |
| 93558 | [Sings] Where is the life that late I led? |
| 93559 | Where are those- |
| 93560 | Sit down, Kate, and welcome. Soud, soud, s... |
| 93561 | Re-enter SERVANTS with supper |
| 93562 | Why, when, I say? Nay, good sweet Kate, be... |
| 93563 | Off with my boots, you rogues! you villain... |
| 93564 | [Sings] It was the friar of orders grey, |
| 93565 | As he forth walked on his way- |
| 93566 | Out, you rogue! you pluck my foot awry; |
| 93567 | Take that, and mend the plucking off the o... |
| 93568 | ... |
| 93569 | Be merry, Kate. Some water, here, what, ho! |
| 93570 | Enter one with water |
| 93571 | Where's my spaniel Troilus? Sirrah, get yo... |
| 93572 | And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither: |
| 93573 | ... |
| 93574 | One, Kate, that you must kiss and be acqua... |
| 93575 | Where are my slippers? Shall I have some w... |
| 93576 | Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily. |
| 93577 | You whoreson villain! will you let it fall... |
| 93578 | KATHERINA. Patience, I pray you; 'twas a fau... |
| 93579 | PETRUCHIO. A whoreson, beetle-headed, flap-e... |
| 93580 | Come, Kate, sit down; I know you have a st... |
| 93581 | Will you give thanks, sweet Kate, or else ... |
| 93582 | What's this? Mutton? |
| 93583 | FIRST SERVANT. Ay. |
| 93584 | PETRUCHIO. Who brought it? |
| 93585 | PETER. I. |
| 93586 | PETRUCHIO. 'Tis burnt; and so is all the meat. |
| 93587 | What dogs are these? Where is the rascal c... |
| 93588 | How durst you villains bring it from the d... |
| 93589 | And serve it thus to me that love it not? |
| 93590 | There, take it to you, trenchers, cups, an... |
| 93591 | [Throws the me... |
| 93592 | You heedless joltheads and unmanner'd slaves! |
| 93593 | What, do you grumble? I'll be with you str... |
| 93594 | ... |
| 93595 | KATHERINA. I pray you, husband, be not so di... |
| 93596 | The meat was well, if you were so contented. |
| 93597 | PETRUCHIO. I tell thee, Kate, 'twas burnt an... |
| 93598 | And I expressly am forbid to touch it; |
| 93599 | For it engenders choler, planteth anger; |
| 93600 | And better 'twere that both of us did fast, |
| 93601 | Since, of ourselves, ourselves are choleri... |
| 93602 | Than feed it with such over-roasted flesh. |
| 93603 | Be patient; to-morrow 't shall be mended. |
| 93604 | And for this night we'll fast for company. |
| 93605 | Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal cham... |
| 93606 | Re-enter SERVANTS severally |
| 93607 | NATHANIEL. Peter, didst ever see the like? |
| 93608 | PETER. He kills her in her own humour. |
| 93609 | Re-enter CURTIS |
| 93610 | GRUMIO. Where is he? |
| 93611 | CURTIS. In her chamber. Making a sermon of c... |
| 93612 | And rails, and swears, and rates, that she... |
| 93613 | Knows not which way to stand, to look, to ... |
| 93614 | And sits as one new risen from a dream. |
| 93615 | Away, away! for he is coming hither. ... |
| 93616 | Re-enter PETRUCHIO |
| 93617 | PETRUCHIO. Thus have I politicly begun my re... |
| 93618 | And 'tis my hope to end successfully. |
| 93619 | My falcon now is sharp and passing empty. |
| 93620 | And till she stoop she must not be full-go... |
| 93621 | For then she never looks upon her lure. |
| 93622 | Another way I have to man my haggard, |
| 93623 | To make her come, and know her keeper's call, |
| 93624 | That is, to watch her, as we watch these k... |
| 93625 | That bate and beat, and will not be obedient. |
| 93626 | She eat no meat to-day, nor none shall eat; |
| 93627 | Last night she slept not, nor to-night she... |
| 93628 | As with the meat, some undeserved fault |
| 93629 | I'll find about the making of the bed; |
| 93630 | And here I'll fling the pillow, there the ... |
| 93631 | This way the coverlet, another way the she... |
| 93632 | Ay, and amid this hurly I intend |
| 93633 | That all is done in reverend care of her- |
| 93634 | And, in conclusion, she shall watch all ni... |
| 93635 | And if she chance to nod I'll rail and bra... |
| 93636 | And with the clamour keep her still awake. |
| 93637 | This is a way to kill a wife with kindness, |
| 93638 | And thus I'll curb her mad and headstrong ... |
| 93639 | He that knows better how to tame a shrew, |
| 93640 | Now let him speak; 'tis charity to show. ... |
| 93641 | SCENE II. |
| 93642 | Padua. Before BAPTISTA'S house |
| 93643 | Enter TRANIO as LUCENTIO, and HORTENSIO as LICIO |
| 93644 | TRANIO. Is 't possible, friend Licio, that M... |
| 93645 | Doth fancy any other but Lucentio? |
| 93646 | I tell you, sir, she bears me fair in hand. |
| 93647 | HORTENSIO. Sir, to satisfy you in what I hav... |
| 93648 | Stand by and mark the manner of his teaching. |
| 93649 | ... |
| 93650 | Enter BIANCA, and LUCENTIO as C... |
| 93651 | LUCENTIO. Now, mistress, profit you in what ... |
| 93652 | BIANCA. What, master, read you, First resolv... |
| 93653 | LUCENTIO. I read that I profess, 'The Art to... |
| 93654 | BIANCA. And may you prove, sir, master of yo... |
| 93655 | LUCENTIO. While you, sweet dear, prove mistr... |
| 93656 | ... |
| 93657 | HORTENSIO. Quick proceeders, marry! Now tell... |
| 93658 | You that durst swear that your Mistress Bl... |
| 93659 | Lov'd none in the world so well as Lucentio. |
| 93660 | TRANIO. O despiteful love! unconstant womank... |
| 93661 | I tell thee, Licio, this is wonderful. |
| 93662 | HORTENSIO. Mistake no more; I am not Licio. |
| 93663 | Nor a musician as I seem to be; |
| 93664 | But one that scorn to live in this disguise |
| 93665 | For such a one as leaves a gentleman |
| 93666 | And makes a god of such a cullion. |
| 93667 | Know, sir, that I am call'd Hortensio. |
| 93668 | TRANIO. Signior Hortensio, I have often heard |
| 93669 | Of your entire affection to Bianca; |
| 93670 | And since mine eyes are witness of her lig... |
| 93671 | I will with you, if you be so contented, |
| 93672 | Forswear Bianca and her love for ever. |
| 93673 | HORTENSIO. See, how they kiss and court! Sig... |
| 93674 | Here is my hand, and here I firmly vow |
| 93675 | Never to woo her more, but do forswear her, |
| 93676 | As one unworthy all the former favours |
| 93677 | That I have fondly flatter'd her withal. |
| 93678 | TRANIO. And here I take the like unfeigned o... |
| 93679 | Never to marry with her though she would e... |
| 93680 | Fie on her! See how beastly she doth court... |
| 93681 | HORTENSIO. Would all the world but he had qu... |
| 93682 | For me, that I may surely keep mine oath, |
| 93683 | I will be married to a wealtlly widow |
| 93684 | Ere three days pass, which hath as long lo... |
| 93685 | As I have lov'd this proud disdainful hagg... |
| 93686 | And so farewell, Signior Lucentio. |
| 93687 | Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, |
| 93688 | Shall win my love; and so I take my leave, |
| 93689 | In resolution as I swore before. ... |
| 93690 | TRANIO. Mistress Bianca, bless you with such... |
| 93691 | As 'longeth to a lover's blessed case! |
| 93692 | Nay, I have ta'en you napping, gentle love, |
| 93693 | And have forsworn you with Hortensio. |
| 93694 | BIANCA. Tranio, you jest; but have you both ... |
| 93695 | TRANIO. Mistress, we have. |
| 93696 | LUCENTIO. Then we are rid of Licio. |
| 93697 | TRANIO. I' faith, he'll have a lusty widow now, |
| 93698 | That shall be woo'd and wedded in a day. |
| 93699 | BIANCA. God give him joy! |
| 93700 | TRANIO. Ay, and he'll tame her. |
| 93701 | BIANCA. He says so, Tranio. |
| 93702 | TRANIO. Faith, he is gone unto the taming-sc... |
| 93703 | BIANCA. The taming-school! What, is there su... |
| 93704 | TRANIO. Ay, mistress; and Petruchio is the m... |
| 93705 | That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long, |
| 93706 | To tame a shrew and charm her chattering t... |
| 93707 | Enter BIONDELLO |
| 93708 | BIONDELLO. O master, master, have watch'd so... |
| 93709 | That I am dog-weary; but at last I spied |
| 93710 | An ancient angel coming down the hill |
| 93711 | Will serve the turn. |
| 93712 | TRANIO. What is he, Biondello? |
| 93713 | BIONDELLO. Master, a mercatante or a pedant, |
| 93714 | I know not what; but formal in apparel, |
| 93715 | In gait and countenance surely like a father. |
| 93716 | LUCENTIO. And what of him, Tranio? |
| 93717 | TRANIO. If he be credulous and trust my tale, |
| 93718 | I'll make him glad to seem Vincentio, |
| 93719 | And give assurance to Baptista Minola |
| 93720 | As if he were the right Vincentio. |
| 93721 | Take in your love, and then let me alone. |
| 93722 | Exeunt L... |
| 93723 | Enter a PEDANT |
| 93724 | PEDANT. God save you, sir! |
| 93725 | TRANIO. And you, sir; you are welcome. |
| 93726 | Travel you far on, or are you at the farth... |
| 93727 | PEDANT. Sir, at the farthest for a week or two; |
| 93728 | But then up farther, and as far as Rome; |
| 93729 | And so to Tripoli, if God lend me life. |
| 93730 | TRANIO. What countryman, I pray? |
| 93731 | PEDANT. Of Mantua. |
| 93732 | TRANIO. Of Mantua, sir? Marry, God forbid, |
| 93733 | And come to Padua, careless of your life! |
| 93734 | PEDANT. My life, sir! How, I pray? For that ... |
| 93735 | TRANIO. 'Tis death for any one in Mantua |
| 93736 | To come to Padua. Know you not the cause? |
| 93737 | Your ships are stay'd at Venice; and the D... |
| 93738 | For private quarrel 'twixt your Duke and him, |
| 93739 | Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly. |
| 93740 | 'Tis marvel- but that you are but newly come, |
| 93741 | You might have heard it else proclaim'd ab... |
| 93742 | PEDANT. Alas, sir, it is worse for me than so! |
| 93743 | For I have bills for money by exchange |
| 93744 | From Florence, and must here deliver them. |
| 93745 | TRANIO. Well, sir, to do you courtesy, |
| 93746 | This will I do, and this I will advise you- |
| 93747 | First, tell me, have you ever been at Pisa? |
| 93748 | PEDANT. Ay, sir, in Pisa have I often been, |
| 93749 | Pisa renowned for grave citizens. |
| 93750 | TRANIO. Among them know you one Vincentio? |
| 93751 | PEDANT. I know him not, but I have heard of ... |
| 93752 | A merchant of incomparable wealth. |
| 93753 | TRANIO. He is my father, sir; and, sooth to ... |
| 93754 | In count'nance somewhat doth resemble you. |
| 93755 | BIONDELLO. [Aside] As much as an apple dot... |
| 93756 | one. |
| 93757 | TRANIO. To save your life in this extremity, |
| 93758 | This favour will I do you for his sake; |
| 93759 | And think it not the worst of all your for... |
| 93760 | That you are like to Sir Vincentio. |
| 93761 | His name and credit shall you undertake, |
| 93762 | And in my house you shall be friendly lodg'd; |
| 93763 | Look that you take upon you as you should. |
| 93764 | You understand me, sir. So shall you stay |
| 93765 | Till you have done your business in the city. |
| 93766 | If this be court'sy, sir, accept of it. |
| 93767 | PEDANT. O, sir, I do; and will repute you ever |
| 93768 | The patron of my life and liberty. |
| 93769 | TRANIO. Then go with me to make the matter g... |
| 93770 | This, by the way, I let you understand: |
| 93771 | My father is here look'd for every day |
| 93772 | To pass assurance of a dow'r in marriage |
| 93773 | 'Twixt me and one Baptista's daughter here. |
| 93774 | In all these circumstances I'll instruct y... |
| 93775 | Go with me to clothe you as becomes you. ... |
| 93776 | SCENE III. |
| 93777 | PETRUCHIO'S house |
| 93778 | Enter KATHERINA and GRUMIO |
| 93779 | GRUMIO. No, no, forsooth; I dare not for my ... |
| 93780 | KATHERINA. The more my wrong, the more his s... |
| 93781 | What, did he marry me to famish me? |
| 93782 | Beggars that come unto my father's door |
| 93783 | Upon entreaty have a present alms; |
| 93784 | If not, elsewhere they meet with charity; |
| 93785 | But I, who never knew how to entreat, |
| 93786 | Nor never needed that I should entreat, |
| 93787 | Am starv'd for meat, giddy for lack of sleep; |
| 93788 | With oaths kept waking, and with brawling ... |
| 93789 | And that which spites me more than all the... |
| 93790 | He does it under name of perfect love; |
| 93791 | As who should say, if I should sleep or eat, |
| 93792 | 'Twere deadly sickness or else present death. |
| 93793 | I prithee go and get me some repast; |
| 93794 | I care not what, so it be wholesome food. |
| 93795 | GRUMIO. What say you to a neat's foot? |
| 93796 | KATHERINA. 'Tis passing good; I prithee let ... |
| 93797 | GRUMIO. I fear it is too choleric a meat. |
| 93798 | How say you to a fat tripe finely broil'd? |
| 93799 | KATHERINA. I like it well; good Grumio, fetc... |
| 93800 | GRUMIO. I cannot tell; I fear 'tis choleric. |
| 93801 | What say you to a piece of beef and mustard? |
| 93802 | KATHERINA. A dish that I do love to feed upon. |
| 93803 | GRUMIO. Ay, but the mustard is too hot a lit... |
| 93804 | KATHERINA. Why then the beef, and let the mu... |
| 93805 | GRUMIO. Nay, then I will not; you shall have... |
| 93806 | Or else you get no beef of Grumio. |
| 93807 | KATHERINA. Then both, or one, or anything th... |
| 93808 | GRUMIO. Why then the mustard without the beef. |
| 93809 | KATHERINA. Go, get thee gone, thou false del... |
| 93810 | ... |
| 93811 | That feed'st me with the very name of meat. |
| 93812 | Sorrow on thee and all the pack of you |
| 93813 | That triumph thus upon my misery! |
| 93814 | Go, get thee gone, I say. |
| 93815 | Enter PETRUCHIO, and HORTENSIO ... |
| 93816 | PETRUCHIO. How fares my Kate? What, sweeting... |
| 93817 | HORTENSIO. Mistress, what cheer? |
| 93818 | KATHERINA. Faith, as cold as can be. |
| 93819 | PETRUCHIO. Pluck up thy spirits, look cheerf... |
| 93820 | Here, love, thou seest how diligent I am, |
| 93821 | To dress thy meat myself, and bring it thee. |
| 93822 | I am sure, sweet Kate, this kindness merit... |
| 93823 | What, not a word? Nay, then thou lov'st it... |
| 93824 | And all my pains is sorted to no proof. |
| 93825 | Here, take away this dish. |
| 93826 | KATHERINA. I pray you, let it stand. |
| 93827 | PETRUCHIO. The poorest service is repaid wit... |
| 93828 | And so shall mine, before you touch the meat. |
| 93829 | KATHERINA. I thank you, sir. |
| 93830 | HORTENSIO. Signior Petruchio, fie! you are t... |
| 93831 | Come, Mistress Kate, I'll bear you company. |
| 93832 | PETRUCHIO. [Aside] Eat it up all, Hortensi... |
| 93833 | Much good do it unto thy gentle heart! |
| 93834 | Kate, eat apace. And now, my honey love, |
| 93835 | Will we return unto thy father's house |
| 93836 | And revel it as bravely as the best, |
| 93837 | With silken coats and caps, and golden rings, |
| 93838 | With ruffs and cuffs and farthingales and ... |
| 93839 | With scarfs and fans and double change of ... |
| 93840 | With amber bracelets, beads, and all this ... |
| 93841 | What, hast thou din'd? The tailor stays th... |
| 93842 | To deck thy body with his ruffling treasure. |
| 93843 | Enter TAILOR |
| 93844 | Come, tailor, let us see these ornaments; |
| 93845 | Lay forth the gown. |
| 93846 | Enter HABERDASHER |
| 93847 | What news with you, sir? |
| 93848 | HABERDASHER. Here is the cap your worship di... |
| 93849 | PETRUCHIO. Why, this was moulded on a porrin... |
| 93850 | A velvet dish. Fie, fie! 'tis lewd and fil... |
| 93851 | Why, 'tis a cockle or a walnut-shell, |
| 93852 | A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap. |
| 93853 | Away with it. Come, let me have a bigger. |
| 93854 | KATHERINA. I'll have no bigger; this doth fi... |
| 93855 | And gentlewomen wear such caps as these. |
| 93856 | PETRUCHIO. When you are gentle, you shall ha... |
| 93857 | And not till then. |
| 93858 | HORTENSIO. [Aside] That will not be in haste. |
| 93859 | KATHERINA. Why, sir, I trust I may have leav... |
| 93860 | And speak I will. I am no child, no babe. |
| 93861 | Your betters have endur'd me say my mind, |
| 93862 | And if you cannot, best you stop your ears. |
| 93863 | My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, |
| 93864 | Or else my heart, concealing it, will break; |
| 93865 | And rather than it shall, I will be free |
| 93866 | Even to the uttermost, as I please, in words. |
| 93867 | PETRUCHIO. Why, thou say'st true; it is a pa... |
| 93868 | A custard-coffin, a bauble, a silken pie; |
| 93869 | I love thee well in that thou lik'st it no... |
| 93870 | KATHERINA. Love me or love me not, I like th... |
| 93871 | And it I will have, or I will have none. ... |
| 93872 | PETRUCHIO. Thy gown? Why, ay. Come, tailor, ... |
| 93873 | O mercy, God! what masquing stuff is here? |
| 93874 | What's this? A sleeve? 'Tis like a demi-ca... |
| 93875 | What, up and down, carv'd like an appletart? |
| 93876 | Here's snip and nip and cut and slish and ... |
| 93877 | Like to a censer in a barber's shop. |
| 93878 | Why, what a devil's name, tailor, call'st ... |
| 93879 | HORTENSIO. [Aside] I see she's like to hav... |
| 93880 | TAILOR. You bid me make it orderly and well, |
| 93881 | According to the fashion and the time. |
| 93882 | PETRUCHIO. Marry, and did; but if you be rem... |
| 93883 | I did not bid you mar it to the time. |
| 93884 | Go, hop me over every kennel home, |
| 93885 | For you shall hop without my custom, sir. |
| 93886 | I'll none of it; hence! make your best of it. |
| 93887 | KATHERINA. I never saw a better fashion'd gown, |
| 93888 | More quaint, more pleasing, nor more comme... |
| 93889 | Belike you mean to make a puppet of me. |
| 93890 | PETRUCHIO. Why, true; he means to make a pup... |
| 93891 | TAILOR. She says your worship means to make ... |
| 93892 | PETRUCHIO. O monstrous arrogance! Thou liest... |
| 93893 | thimble, |
| 93894 | Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quar... |
| 93895 | Thou flea, thou nit, thou winter-cricket t... |
| 93896 | Brav'd in mine own house with a skein of t... |
| 93897 | Away, thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant; |
| 93898 | Or I shall so bemete thee with thy yard |
| 93899 | As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou... |
| 93900 | I tell thee, I, that thou hast marr'd her ... |
| 93901 | TAILOR. Your worship is deceiv'd; the gown i... |
| 93902 | Just as my master had direction. |
| 93903 | Grumio gave order how it should be done. |
| 93904 | GRUMIO. I gave him no order; I gave him the ... |
| 93905 | TAILOR. But how did you desire it should be ... |
| 93906 | GRUMIO. Marry, sir, with needle and thread. |
| 93907 | TAILOR. But did you not request to have it cut? |
| 93908 | GRUMIO. Thou hast fac'd many things. |
| 93909 | TAILOR. I have. |
| 93910 | GRUMIO. Face not me. Thou hast brav'd many m... |
| 93911 | will neither be fac'd nor brav'd. I say un... |
| 93912 | master cut out the gown; but I did not bid... |
| 93913 | Ergo, thou liest. |
| 93914 | TAILOR. Why, here is the note of the fashion... |
| 93915 | PETRUCHIO. Read it. |
| 93916 | GRUMIO. The note lies in's throat, if he say... |
| 93917 | TAILOR. [Reads] 'Imprimis, a loose-bodied ... |
| 93918 | GRUMIO. Master, if ever I said loose-bodied ... |
| 93919 | skirts of it and beat me to death with a b... |
| 93920 | said a gown. |
| 93921 | PETRUCHIO. Proceed. |
| 93922 | TAILOR. [Reads] 'With a small compass'd ca... |
| 93923 | GRUMIO. I confess the cape. |
| 93924 | TAILOR. [Reads] 'With a trunk sleeve'- |
| 93925 | GRUMIO. I confess two sleeves. |
| 93926 | TAILOR. [Reads] 'The sleeves curiously cut.' |
| 93927 | PETRUCHIO. Ay, there's the villainy. |
| 93928 | GRUMIO. Error i' th' bill, sir; error i' th'... |
| 93929 | sleeves should be cut out, and sew'd up ag... |
| 93930 | prove upon thee, though thy little finger ... |
| 93931 | TAILOR. This is true that I say; an I had th... |
| 93932 | shouldst know it. |
| 93933 | GRUMIO. I am for thee straight; take thou th... |
| 93934 | meteyard, and spare not me. |
| 93935 | HORTENSIO. God-a-mercy, Grumio! Then he shal... |
| 93936 | PETRUCHIO. Well, sir, in brief, the gown is ... |
| 93937 | GRUMIO. You are i' th' right, sir; 'tis for ... |
| 93938 | PETRUCHIO. Go, take it up unto thy master's ... |
| 93939 | GRUMIO. Villain, not for thy life! Take up m... |
| 93940 | thy master's use! |
| 93941 | PETRUCHIO. Why, sir, what's your conceit in ... |
| 93942 | GRUMIO. O, sir, the conceit is deeper than y... |
| 93943 | Take up my mistress' gown to his master's ... |
| 93944 | O fie, fie, fie! |
| 93945 | PETRUCHIO. [Aside] Hortensio, say thou wil... |
| 93946 | Go take it hence; be gone, and say no more. |
| 93947 | HORTENSIO. Tailor, I'll pay thee for thy gow... |
| 93948 | Take no unkindness of his hasty words. |
| 93949 | Away, I say; commend me to thy master. ... |
| 93950 | PETRUCHIO. Well, come, my Kate; we will unto... |
| 93951 | Even in these honest mean habiliments; |
| 93952 | Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor; |
| 93953 | For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich; |
| 93954 | And as the sun breaks through the darkest ... |
| 93955 | So honour peereth in the meanest habit. |
| 93956 | What, is the jay more precious than the lark |
| 93957 | Because his feathers are more beautiful? |
| 93958 | Or is the adder better than the eel |
| 93959 | Because his painted skin contents the eye? |
| 93960 | O no, good Kate; neither art thou the worse |
| 93961 | For this poor furniture and mean array. |
| 93962 | If thou account'st it shame, lay it on me; |
| 93963 | And therefore frolic; we will hence forthwith |
| 93964 | To feast and sport us at thy father's house. |
| 93965 | Go call my men, and let us straight to him; |
| 93966 | And bring our horses unto Long-lane end; |
| 93967 | There will we mount, and thither walk on f... |
| 93968 | Let's see; I think 'tis now some seven o'c... |
| 93969 | And well we may come there by dinner-time. |
| 93970 | KATHERINA. I dare assure you, sir, 'tis almo... |
| 93971 | And 'twill be supper-time ere you come there. |
| 93972 | PETRUCHIO. It shall be seven ere I go to horse. |
| 93973 | Look what I speak, or do, or think to do, |
| 93974 | You are still crossing it. Sirs, let 't al... |
| 93975 | I will not go to-day; and ere I do, |
| 93976 | It shall be what o'clock I say it is. |
| 93977 | HORTENSIO. Why, so this gallant will command... |
| 93978 | ... |
| 93979 | SCENE IV. |
| 93980 | Padua. Before BAPTISTA'S house |
| 93981 | Enter TRANIO as LUCENTIO, and the PEDANT dress... |
| 93982 | TRANIO. Sir, this is the house; please it yo... |
| 93983 | PEDANT. Ay, what else? And, but I be deceived, |
| 93984 | Signior Baptista may remember me |
| 93985 | Near twenty years ago in Genoa, |
| 93986 | Where we were lodgers at the Pegasus. |
| 93987 | TRANIO. 'Tis well; and hold your own, in any... |
| 93988 | With such austerity as longeth to a father. |
| 93989 | Enter BIONDELLO |
| 93990 | PEDANT. I warrant you. But, sir, here comes ... |
| 93991 | 'Twere good he were school'd. |
| 93992 | TRANIO. Fear you not him. Sirrah Biondello, |
| 93993 | Now do your duty throughly, I advise you. |
| 93994 | Imagine 'twere the right Vincentio. |
| 93995 | BIONDELLO. Tut, fear not me. |
| 93996 | TRANIO. But hast thou done thy errand to Bap... |
| 93997 | BIONDELLO. I told him that your father was a... |
| 93998 | And that you look'd for him this day in Pa... |
| 93999 | TRANIO. Th'art a tall fellow; hold thee that... |
| 94000 | Here comes Baptista. Set your countenance,... |
| 94001 | Enter BAPTISTA, and LUCENTIO ... |
| 94002 | Signior Baptista, you are happily met. |
| 94003 | [To To the PEDANT] Sir, this is the gentle... |
| 94004 | I pray you stand good father to me now; |
| 94005 | Give me Bianca for my patrimony. |
| 94006 | PEDANT. Soft, son! |
| 94007 | Sir, by your leave: having come to Padua |
| 94008 | To gather in some debts, my son Lucentio |
| 94009 | Made me acquainted with a weighty cause |
| 94010 | Of love between your daughter and himself; |
| 94011 | And- for the good report I hear of you, |
| 94012 | And for the love he beareth to your daughter, |
| 94013 | And she to him- to stay him not too long, |
| 94014 | I am content, in a good father's care, |
| 94015 | To have him match'd; and, if you please to... |
| 94016 | No worse than I, upon some agreement |
| 94017 | Me shall you find ready and willing |
| 94018 | With one consent to have her so bestow'd; |
| 94019 | For curious I cannot be with you, |
| 94020 | Signior Baptista, of whom I hear so well. |
| 94021 | BAPTISTA. Sir, pardon me in what I have to say. |
| 94022 | Your plainness and your shortness please m... |
| 94023 | Right true it is your son Lucentio here |
| 94024 | Doth love my daughter, and she loveth him, |
| 94025 | Or both dissemble deeply their affections; |
| 94026 | And therefore, if you say no more than this, |
| 94027 | That like a father you will deal with him, |
| 94028 | And pass my daughter a sufficient dower, |
| 94029 | The match is made, and all is done- |
| 94030 | Your son shall have my daughter with consent. |
| 94031 | TRANIO. I thank you, sir. Where then do you ... |
| 94032 | We be affied, and such assurance ta'en |
| 94033 | As shall with either part's agreement stan... |
| 94034 | BAPTISTA. Not in my house, Lucentio, for you... |
| 94035 | Pitchers have ears, and I have many servants; |
| 94036 | Besides, old Gremio is heark'ning still, |
| 94037 | And happily we might be interrupted. |
| 94038 | TRANIO. Then at my lodging, an it like you. |
| 94039 | There doth my father lie; and there this n... |
| 94040 | We'll pass the business privately and well. |
| 94041 | Send for your daughter by your servant here; |
| 94042 | My boy shall fetch the scrivener presently. |
| 94043 | The worst is this, that at so slender warning |
| 94044 | You are like to have a thin and slender pi... |
| 94045 | BAPTISTA. It likes me well. Cambio, hie you ... |
| 94046 | And bid Bianca make her ready straight; |
| 94047 | And, if you will, tell what hath happened- |
| 94048 | Lucentio's father is arriv'd in Padua, |
| 94049 | And how she's like to be Lucentio's wife. ... |
| 94050 | BIONDELLO. I pray the gods she may, with all... |
| 94051 | TRANIO. Dally not with the gods, but get the... |
| 94052 | ... |
| 94053 | Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way? |
| 94054 | Welcome! One mess is like to be your cheer; |
| 94055 | Come, sir; we will better it in Pisa. |
| 94056 | BAPTISTA. I follow you. ... |
| 94057 | Re-enter LUCENTIO as CAMBIO, and B... |
| 94058 | BIONDELLO. Cambio. |
| 94059 | LUCENTIO. What say'st thou, Biondello? |
| 94060 | BIONDELLO. You saw my master wink and laugh ... |
| 94061 | LUCENTIO. Biondello, what of that? |
| 94062 | BIONDELLO. Faith, nothing; but has left me h... |
| 94063 | the meaning or moral of his signs and tokens. |
| 94064 | LUCENTIO. I pray thee moralize them. |
| 94065 | BIONDELLO. Then thus: Baptista is safe, talk... |
| 94066 | father of a deceitful son. |
| 94067 | LUCENTIO. And what of him? |
| 94068 | BIONDELLO. His daughter is to be brought by ... |
| 94069 | LUCENTIO. And then? |
| 94070 | BIONDELLO. The old priest at Saint Luke's ch... |
| 94071 | at all hours. |
| 94072 | LUCENTIO. And what of all this? |
| 94073 | BIONDELLO. I cannot tell, except they are bu... |
| 94074 | counterfeit assurance. Take your assurance... |
| 94075 | ad imprimendum solum; to th' church take t... |
| 94076 | some sufficient honest witnesses. |
| 94077 | If this be not that you look for, I have m... |
| 94078 | But bid Bianca farewell for ever and a day. |
| 94079 | LUCENTIO. Hear'st thou, Biondello? |
| 94080 | BIONDELLO. I cannot tarry. I knew a wench ma... |
| 94081 | as she went to the garden for parsley to s... |
| 94082 | may you, sir; and so adieu, sir. My master... |
| 94083 | go to Saint Luke's to bid the priest be re... |
| 94084 | come with your appendix. |
| 94085 | Exit |
| 94086 | LUCENTIO. I may and will, if she be so conte... |
| 94087 | She will be pleas'd; then wherefore should... |
| 94088 | Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her; |
| 94089 | It shall go hard if Cambio go without her.... |
| 94090 | SCENE V. |
| 94091 | A public road |
| 94092 | Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHERINA, HORTENSIO, and SER... |
| 94093 | PETRUCHIO. Come on, a God's name; once more ... |
| 94094 | Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines th... |
| 94095 | KATHERINA. The moon? The sun! It is not moon... |
| 94096 | PETRUCHIO. I say it is the moon that shines ... |
| 94097 | KATHERINA. I know it is the sun that shines ... |
| 94098 | PETRUCHIO. Now by my mother's son, and that'... |
| 94099 | It shall be moon, or star, or what I list, |
| 94100 | Or ere I journey to your father's house. |
| 94101 | Go on and fetch our horses back again. |
| 94102 | Evermore cross'd and cross'd; nothing but ... |
| 94103 | HORTENSIO. Say as he says, or we shall never... |
| 94104 | KATHERINA. Forward, I pray, since we have co... |
| 94105 | And be it moon, or sun, or what you please; |
| 94106 | And if you please to call it a rush-candle, |
| 94107 | Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me. |
| 94108 | PETRUCHIO. I say it is the moon. |
| 94109 | KATHERINA. I know it is the moon. |
| 94110 | PETRUCHIO. Nay, then you lie; it is the bles... |
| 94111 | KATHERINA. Then, God be bless'd, it is the b... |
| 94112 | But sun it is not, when you say it is not; |
| 94113 | And the moon changes even as your mind. |
| 94114 | What you will have it nam'd, even that it is, |
| 94115 | And so it shall be so for Katherine. |
| 94116 | HORTENSIO. Petruchio, go thy ways, the field... |
| 94117 | PETRUCHIO. Well, forward, forward! thus the ... |
| 94118 | And not unluckily against the bias. |
| 94119 | But, soft! Company is coming here. |
| 94120 | Enter VINCENTIO |
| 94121 | [To VINCENTIO] Good-morrow, gentle mistre... |
| 94122 | Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too, |
| 94123 | Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman? |
| 94124 | Such war of white and red within her cheeks! |
| 94125 | What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty |
| 94126 | As those two eyes become that heavenly face? |
| 94127 | Fair lovely maid, once more good day to th... |
| 94128 | Sweet Kate, embrace her for her beauty's s... |
| 94129 | HORTENSIO. 'A will make the man mad, to make... |
| 94130 | KATHERINA. Young budding virgin, fair and fr... |
| 94131 | Whither away, or where is thy abode? |
| 94132 | Happy the parents of so fair a child; |
| 94133 | Happier the man whom favourable stars |
| 94134 | Allots thee for his lovely bed-fellow. |
| 94135 | PETRUCHIO. Why, how now, Kate, I hope thou a... |
| 94136 | This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, withe... |
| 94137 | And not a maiden, as thou sayst he is. |
| 94138 | KATHERINA. Pardon, old father, my mistaking ... |
| 94139 | That have been so bedazzled with the sun |
| 94140 | That everything I look on seemeth green; |
| 94141 | Now I perceive thou art a reverend father. |
| 94142 | Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking. |
| 94143 | PETRUCHIO. Do, good old grandsire, and witha... |
| 94144 | Which way thou travellest- if along with us, |
| 94145 | We shall be joyful of thy company. |
| 94146 | VINCENTIO. Fair sir, and you my merry mistress, |
| 94147 | That with your strange encounter much amaz... |
| 94148 | My name is call'd Vincentio, my dwelling P... |
| 94149 | And bound I am to Padua, there to visit |
| 94150 | A son of mine, which long I have not seen. |
| 94151 | PETRUCHIO. What is his name? |
| 94152 | VINCENTIO. Lucentio, gentle sir. |
| 94153 | PETRUCHIO. Happily met; the happier for thy ... |
| 94154 | And now by law, as well as reverend age, |
| 94155 | I may entitle thee my loving father: |
| 94156 | The sister to my wife, this gentlewoman, |
| 94157 | Thy son by this hath married. Wonder not, |
| 94158 | Nor be not grieved- she is of good esteem, |
| 94159 | Her dowry wealthy, and of worthy birth; |
| 94160 | Beside, so qualified as may beseem |
| 94161 | The spouse of any noble gentleman. |
| 94162 | Let me embrace with old Vincentio; |
| 94163 | And wander we to see thy honest son, |
| 94164 | Who will of thy arrival be full joyous. |
| 94165 | VINCENTIO. But is this true; or is it else y... |
| 94166 | Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest |
| 94167 | Upon the company you overtake? |
| 94168 | HORTENSIO. I do assure thee, father, so it is. |
| 94169 | PETRUCHIO. Come, go along, and see the truth... |
| 94170 | For our first merriment hath made thee jea... |
| 94171 | Exeunt... |
| 94172 | HORTENSIO. Well, Petruchio, this has put me ... |
| 94173 | Have to my widow; and if she be froward, |
| 94174 | Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be unto... |
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| 94183 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 94184 | Padua. Before LUCENTIO'S house |
| 94185 | Enter BIONDELLO, LUCENTIO, and BIANCA; GREMIO ... |
| 94186 | BIONDELLO. Softly and swiftly, sir, for the ... |
| 94187 | LUCENTIO. I fly, Biondello; but they may cha... |
| 94188 | home, therefore leave us. |
| 94189 | BIONDELLO. Nay, faith, I'll see the church a... |
| 94190 | come back to my master's as soon as I can. |
| 94191 | Exeunt LUCENTIO, BIA... |
| 94192 | GREMIO. I marvel Cambio comes not all this w... |
| 94193 | Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHERINA, VINCENT... |
| 94194 | and ATTENDANTS |
| 94195 | PETRUCHIO. Sir, here's the door; this is Luc... |
| 94196 | My father's bears more toward the market-p... |
| 94197 | Thither must I, and here I leave you, sir. |
| 94198 | VINCENTIO. You shall not choose but drink be... |
| 94199 | I think I shall command your welcome here, |
| 94200 | And by all likelihood some cheer is toward... |
| 94201 | GREMIO. They're busy within; you were best k... |
| 94202 | [PEDANT looks ... |
| 94203 | PEDANT. What's he that knocks as he would be... |
| 94204 | VINCENTIO. Is Signior Lucentio within, sir? |
| 94205 | PEDANT. He's within, sir, but not to be spok... |
| 94206 | VINCENTIO. What if a man bring him a hundred... |
| 94207 | merry withal? |
| 94208 | PEDANT. Keep your hundred pounds to yourself... |
| 94209 | long as I live. |
| 94210 | PETRUCHIO. Nay, I told you your son was well... |
| 94211 | you hear, sir? To leave frivolous circumst... |
| 94212 | Signior Lucentio that his father is come f... |
| 94213 | at the door to speak with him. |
| 94214 | PEDANT. Thou liest: his father is come from ... |
| 94215 | out at the window. |
| 94216 | VINCENTIO. Art thou his father? |
| 94217 | PEDANT. Ay, sir; so his mother says, if I ma... |
| 94218 | PETRUCHIO. [To VINCENTIO] Why, how now, ge... |
| 94219 | Why, this is flat knavery to take upon you... |
| 94220 | PEDANT. Lay hands on the villain; I believe ... |
| 94221 | somebody in this city under my countenance. |
| 94222 | Re-enter BIONDELLO |
| 94223 | BIONDELLO. I have seen them in the church to... |
| 94224 | good shipping! But who is here? Mine old m... |
| 94225 | are undone and brought to nothing. |
| 94226 | VINCENTIO. [Seeing BIONDELLO] Come hither,... |
| 94227 | BIONDELLO. I hope I may choose, sir. |
| 94228 | VINCENTIO. Come hither, you rogue. What, hav... |
| 94229 | BIONDELLO. Forgot you! No, sir. I could not ... |
| 94230 | saw you before in all my life. |
| 94231 | VINCENTIO. What, you notorious villain, dids... |
| 94232 | master's father, Vincentio? |
| 94233 | BIONDELLO. What, my old worshipful old maste... |
| 94234 | where he looks out of the window. |
| 94235 | VINCENTIO. Is't so, indeed? [H... |
| 94236 | BIONDELLO. Help, help, help! Here's a madman... |
| 94237 | Exit |
| 94238 | PEDANT. Help, son! help, Signior Baptista! ... |
| 94239 | PETRUCHIO. Prithee, Kate, let's stand aside ... |
| 94240 | controversy. ... |
| 94241 | Re-enter PEDANT below; BAPTISTA, TRANIO... |
| 94242 | TRANIO. Sir, what are you that offer to beat... |
| 94243 | VINCENTIO. What am I, sir? Nay, what are you... |
| 94244 | O fine villain! A silken doublet, a velvet... |
| 94245 | and a copatain hat! O, I am undone! I am u... |
| 94246 | good husband at home, my son and my servan... |
| 94247 | university. |
| 94248 | TRANIO. How now! what's the matter? |
| 94249 | BAPTISTA. What, is the man lunatic? |
| 94250 | TRANIO. Sir, you seem a sober ancient gentle... |
| 94251 | your words show you a madman. Why, sir, wh... |
| 94252 | wear pearl and gold? I thank my good fathe... |
| 94253 | maintain it. |
| 94254 | VINCENTIO. Thy father! O villain! he is a sa... |
| 94255 | BAPTISTA. You mistake, sir; you mistake, sir... |
| 94256 | think is his name? |
| 94257 | VINCENTIO. His name! As if I knew not his na... |
| 94258 | up ever since he was three years old, and ... |
| 94259 | PEDANT. Away, away, mad ass! His name is Luc... |
| 94260 | only son, and heir to the lands of me, Sig... |
| 94261 | VINCENTIO. Lucentio! O, he hath murd'red his... |
| 94262 | him, I charge you, in the Duke's name. O, ... |
| 94263 | me, thou villain, where is my son, Lucentio? |
| 94264 | TRANIO. Call forth an officer. |
| 94265 | Enter one with an OFFICER |
| 94266 | Carry this mad knave to the gaol. Father B... |
| 94267 | see that he be forthcoming. |
| 94268 | VINCENTIO. Carry me to the gaol! |
| 94269 | GREMIO. Stay, Officer; he shall not go to pr... |
| 94270 | BAPTISTA. Talk not, Signior Gremio; I say he... |
| 94271 | GREMIO. Take heed, Signior Baptista, lest yo... |
| 94272 | this business; I dare swear this is the ri... |
| 94273 | PEDANT. Swear if thou dar'st. |
| 94274 | GREMIO. Nay, I dare not swear it. |
| 94275 | TRANIO. Then thou wert best say that I am no... |
| 94276 | GREMIO. Yes, I know thee to be Signior Lucen... |
| 94277 | BAPTISTA. Away with the dotard; to the gaol ... |
| 94278 | VINCENTIO. Thus strangers may be hal'd and a... |
| 94279 | villain! |
| 94280 | Re-enter BIONDELLO, with LUCENTIO an... |
| 94281 | BIONDELLO. O, we are spoil'd; and yonder he ... |
| 94282 | him, or else we are all undone. |
| 94283 | Exeunt BIONDELLO, TRANIO, and PEDANT,... |
| 94284 | LUCENTIO. [Kneeling] Pardon, sweet father. |
| 94285 | VINCENTIO. Lives my sweet son? |
| 94286 | BIANCA. Pardon, dear father. |
| 94287 | BAPTISTA. How hast thou offended? |
| 94288 | Where is Lucentio? |
| 94289 | LUCENTIO. Here's Lucentio, |
| 94290 | Right son to the right Vincentio, |
| 94291 | That have by marriage made thy daughter mi... |
| 94292 | While counterfeit supposes blear'd thine e... |
| 94293 | GREMIO. Here's packing, with a witness, to d... |
| 94294 | VINCENTIO. Where is that damned villain, Tra... |
| 94295 | That fac'd and brav'd me in this matter so? |
| 94296 | BAPTISTA. Why, tell me, is not this my Cambio? |
| 94297 | BIANCA. Cambio is chang'd into Lucentio. |
| 94298 | LUCENTIO. Love wrought these miracles. Bianc... |
| 94299 | Made me exchange my state with Tranio, |
| 94300 | While he did bear my countenance in the town; |
| 94301 | And happily I have arrived at the last |
| 94302 | Unto the wished haven of my bliss. |
| 94303 | What Tranio did, myself enforc'd him to; |
| 94304 | Then pardon him, sweet father, for my sake. |
| 94305 | VINCENTIO. I'll slit the villain's nose that... |
| 94306 | the gaol. |
| 94307 | BAPTISTA. [To LUCENTIO] But do you hear, s... |
| 94308 | daughter without asking my good will? |
| 94309 | VINCENTIO. Fear not, Baptista; we will conte... |
| 94310 | will in to be revenged for this villainy. ... |
| 94311 | BAPTISTA. And I to sound the depth of this k... |
| 94312 | LUCENTIO. Look not pale, Bianca; thy father ... |
| 94313 | Exeunt L... |
| 94314 | GREMIO. My cake is dough, but I'll in among ... |
| 94315 | Out of hope of all but my share of the fea... |
| 94316 | KATHERINA. Husband, let's follow to see the ... |
| 94317 | PETRUCHIO. First kiss me, Kate, and we will. |
| 94318 | KATHERINA. What, in the midst of the street? |
| 94319 | PETRUCHIO. What, art thou asham'd of me? |
| 94320 | KATHERINA. No, sir; God forbid; but asham'd ... |
| 94321 | PETRUCHIO. Why, then, let's home again. Come... |
| 94322 | KATHERINA. Nay, I will give thee a kiss; now... |
| 94323 | PETRUCHIO. Is not this well? Come, my sweet ... |
| 94324 | Better once than never, for never too late... |
| 94325 | SCENE II. |
| 94326 | LUCENTIO'S house |
| 94327 | Enter BAPTISTA, VINCENTIO, GREMIO, the PEDANT,... |
| 94328 | PETRUCHIO, KATHERINA, HORTENSIO, and WIDOW. Th... |
| 94329 | BIONDELLO, and GRUMIO, bringing in a banquet |
| 94330 | LUCENTIO. At last, though long, our jarring ... |
| 94331 | And time it is when raging war is done |
| 94332 | To smile at scapes and perils overblown. |
| 94333 | My fair Bianca, bid my father welcome, |
| 94334 | While I with self-same kindness welcome th... |
| 94335 | Brother Petruchio, sister Katherina, |
| 94336 | And thou, Hortensio, with thy loving widow, |
| 94337 | Feast with the best, and welcome to my house. |
| 94338 | My banquet is to close our stomachs up |
| 94339 | After our great good cheer. Pray you, sit ... |
| 94340 | For now we sit to chat as well as eat. ... |
| 94341 | PETRUCHIO. Nothing but sit and sit, and eat ... |
| 94342 | BAPTISTA. Padua affords this kindness, son P... |
| 94343 | PETRUCHIO. Padua affords nothing but what is... |
| 94344 | HORTENSIO. For both our sakes I would that w... |
| 94345 | PETRUCHIO. Now, for my life, Hortensio fears... |
| 94346 | WIDOW. Then never trust me if I be afeard. |
| 94347 | PETRUCHIO. YOU are very sensible, and yet yo... |
| 94348 | I mean Hortensio is afeard of you. |
| 94349 | WIDOW. He that is giddy thinks the world tur... |
| 94350 | PETRUCHIO. Roundly replied. |
| 94351 | KATHERINA. Mistress, how mean you that? |
| 94352 | WIDOW. Thus I conceive by him. |
| 94353 | PETRUCHIO. Conceives by me! How likes Horten... |
| 94354 | HORTENSIO. My widow says thus she conceives ... |
| 94355 | PETRUCHIO. Very well mended. Kiss him for th... |
| 94356 | KATHERINA. 'He that is giddy thinks the worl... |
| 94357 | I pray you tell me what you meant by that. |
| 94358 | WIDOW. Your husband, being troubled with a s... |
| 94359 | Measures my husband's sorrow by his woe; |
| 94360 | And now you know my meaning. |
| 94361 | KATHERINA. A very mean meaning. |
| 94362 | WIDOW. Right, I mean you. |
| 94363 | KATHERINA. And I am mean, indeed, respecting... |
| 94364 | PETRUCHIO. To her, Kate! |
| 94365 | HORTENSIO. To her, widow! |
| 94366 | PETRUCHIO. A hundred marks, my Kate does put... |
| 94367 | HORTENSIO. That's my office. |
| 94368 | PETRUCHIO. Spoke like an officer- ha' to the... |
| 94369 | [Dr... |
| 94370 | BAPTISTA. How likes Gremio these quick-witte... |
| 94371 | GREMIO. Believe me, sir, they butt together ... |
| 94372 | BIANCA. Head and butt! An hasty-witted body |
| 94373 | Would say your head and butt were head and... |
| 94374 | VINCENTIO. Ay, mistress bride, hath that awa... |
| 94375 | BIANCA. Ay, but not frighted me; therefore I... |
| 94376 | PETRUCHIO. Nay, that you shall not; since yo... |
| 94377 | Have at you for a bitter jest or two. |
| 94378 | BIANCA. Am I your bird? I mean to shift my b... |
| 94379 | And then pursue me as you draw your bow. |
| 94380 | You are welcome all. |
| 94381 | Exeunt BIANCA, KA... |
| 94382 | PETRUCHIO. She hath prevented me. Here, Sign... |
| 94383 | This bird you aim'd at, though you hit her... |
| 94384 | Therefore a health to all that shot and mi... |
| 94385 | TRANIO. O, sir, Lucentio slipp'd me like his... |
| 94386 | Which runs himself, and catches for his ma... |
| 94387 | PETRUCHIO. A good swift simile, but somethin... |
| 94388 | TRANIO. 'Tis well, sir, that you hunted for ... |
| 94389 | 'Tis thought your deer does hold you at a ... |
| 94390 | BAPTISTA. O, O, Petruchio! Tranio hits you now. |
| 94391 | LUCENTIO. I thank thee for that gird, good T... |
| 94392 | HORTENSIO. Confess, confess; hath he not hit... |
| 94393 | PETRUCHIO. 'A has a little gall'd me, I conf... |
| 94394 | And, as the jest did glance away from me, |
| 94395 | 'Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright. |
| 94396 | BAPTISTA. Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio, |
| 94397 | I think thou hast the veriest shrew of all. |
| 94398 | PETRUCHIO. Well, I say no; and therefore, fo... |
| 94399 | Let's each one send unto his wife, |
| 94400 | And he whose wife is most obedient, |
| 94401 | To come at first when he doth send for her, |
| 94402 | Shall win the wager which we will propose. |
| 94403 | HORTENSIO. Content. What's the wager? |
| 94404 | LUCENTIO. Twenty crowns. |
| 94405 | PETRUCHIO. Twenty crowns? |
| 94406 | I'll venture so much of my hawk or hound, |
| 94407 | But twenty times so much upon my wife. |
| 94408 | LUCENTIO. A hundred then. |
| 94409 | HORTENSIO. Content. |
| 94410 | PETRUCHIO. A match! 'tis done. |
| 94411 | HORTENSIO. Who shall begin? |
| 94412 | LUCENTIO. That will I. |
| 94413 | Go, Biondello, bid your mistress come to me. |
| 94414 | BIONDELLO. I go. ... |
| 94415 | BAPTISTA. Son, I'll be your half Bianca comes. |
| 94416 | LUCENTIO. I'll have no halves; I'll bear it ... |
| 94417 | Re-enter BIONDELLO |
| 94418 | How now! what news? |
| 94419 | BIONDELLO. Sir, my mistress sends you word |
| 94420 | That she is busy and she cannot come. |
| 94421 | PETRUCHIO. How! She's busy, and she cannot c... |
| 94422 | Is that an answer? |
| 94423 | GREMIO. Ay, and a kind one too. |
| 94424 | Pray God, sir, your wife send you not a wo... |
| 94425 | PETRUCHIO. I hope better. |
| 94426 | HORTENSIO. Sirrah Biondello, go and entreat ... |
| 94427 | To come to me forthwith. ... |
| 94428 | PETRUCHIO. O, ho! entreat her! |
| 94429 | Nay, then she must needs come. |
| 94430 | HORTENSIO. I am afraid, sir, |
| 94431 | Do what you can, yours will not be entreated. |
| 94432 | Re-enter BIONDELLO |
| 94433 | Now, where's my wife? |
| 94434 | BIONDELLO. She says you have some goodly jes... |
| 94435 | She will not come; she bids you come to her. |
| 94436 | PETRUCHIO. Worse and worse; she will not com... |
| 94437 | Intolerable, not to be endur'd! |
| 94438 | Sirrah Grumio, go to your mistress; |
| 94439 | Say I command her come to me. ... |
| 94440 | HORTENSIO. I know her answer. |
| 94441 | PETRUCHIO. What? |
| 94442 | HORTENSIO. She will not. |
| 94443 | PETRUCHIO. The fouler fortune mine, and ther... |
| 94444 | Re-enter KATHERINA |
| 94445 | BAPTISTA. Now, by my holidame, here comes Ka... |
| 94446 | KATHERINA. What is your sir, that you send f... |
| 94447 | PETRUCHIO. Where is your sister, and Hortens... |
| 94448 | KATHERINA. They sit conferring by the parlou... |
| 94449 | PETRUCHIO. Go, fetch them hither; if they de... |
| 94450 | Swinge me them soundly forth unto their hu... |
| 94451 | Away, I say, and bring them hither straight. |
| 94452 | ... |
| 94453 | LUCENTIO. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a... |
| 94454 | HORTENSIO. And so it is. I wonder what it bo... |
| 94455 | PETRUCHIO. Marry, peace it bodes, and love, ... |
| 94456 | An awful rule, and right supremacy; |
| 94457 | And, to be short, what not that's sweet an... |
| 94458 | BAPTISTA. Now fair befall thee, good Petruchio! |
| 94459 | The wager thou hast won; and I will ad |
| 94460 | Unto their losses twenty thousand crowns; |
| 94461 | Another dowry to another daughter, |
| 94462 | For she is chang'd, as she had never been. |
| 94463 | PETRUCHIO. Nay, I will win my wager better yet, |
| 94464 | And show more sign of her obedience, |
| 94465 | Her new-built virtue and obedience. |
| 94466 | Re-enter KATHERINA with BIANC... |
| 94467 | See where she comes, and brings your frowa... |
| 94468 | As prisoners to her womanly persuasion. |
| 94469 | Katherine, that cap of yours becomes you not: |
| 94470 | Off with that bauble, throw it underfoot. |
| 94471 | [K... |
| 94472 | WIDOW. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh |
| 94473 | Till I be brought to such a silly pass! |
| 94474 | BIANCA. Fie! what a foolish duty call you this? |
| 94475 | LUCENTIO. I would your duty were as foolish ... |
| 94476 | The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca, |
| 94477 | Hath cost me a hundred crowns since supper... |
| 94478 | BIANCA. The more fool you for laying on my d... |
| 94479 | PETRUCHIO. Katherine, I charge thee, tell th... |
| 94480 | What duty they do owe their lords and husb... |
| 94481 | WIDOW. Come, come, you're mocking; we will h... |
| 94482 | PETRUCHIO. Come on, I say; and first begin w... |
| 94483 | WIDOW. She shall not. |
| 94484 | PETRUCHIO. I say she shall. And first begin ... |
| 94485 | KATHERINA. Fie, fie! unknit that threatening... |
| 94486 | And dart not scornful glances from those eyes |
| 94487 | To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor. |
| 94488 | It blots thy beauty as frosts do bite the ... |
| 94489 | Confounds thy fame as whirlwinds shake fai... |
| 94490 | And in no sense is meet or amiable. |
| 94491 | A woman mov'd is like a fountain troubled- |
| 94492 | Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty; |
| 94493 | And while it is so, none so dry or thirsty |
| 94494 | Will deign to sip or touch one drop of it. |
| 94495 | Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy kee... |
| 94496 | Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares fo... |
| 94497 | And for thy maintenance commits his body |
| 94498 | To painful labour both by sea and land, |
| 94499 | To watch the night in storms, the day in c... |
| 94500 | Whilst thou liest warm at home, secure and... |
| 94501 | And craves no other tribute at thy hands |
| 94502 | But love, fair looks, and true obedience- |
| 94503 | Too little payment for so great a debt. |
| 94504 | Such duty as the subject owes the prince, |
| 94505 | Even such a woman oweth to her husband; |
| 94506 | And when she is froward, peevish, sullen, ... |
| 94507 | And not obedient to his honest will, |
| 94508 | What is she but a foul contending rebel |
| 94509 | And graceless traitor to her loving lord? |
| 94510 | I am asham'd that women are so simple |
| 94511 | To offer war where they should kneel for p... |
| 94512 | Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, |
| 94513 | When they are bound to serve, love, and obey. |
| 94514 | Why are our bodies soft and weak and smooth, |
| 94515 | Unapt to toll and trouble in the world, |
| 94516 | But that our soft conditions and our hearts |
| 94517 | Should well agree with our external parts? |
| 94518 | Come, come, you froward and unable worins! |
| 94519 | My mind hath been as big as one of yours, |
| 94520 | My heart as great, my reason haply more, |
| 94521 | To bandy word for word and frown for frown; |
| 94522 | But now I see our lances are but straws, |
| 94523 | Our strength as weak, our weakness past co... |
| 94524 | That seeming to be most which we indeed le... |
| 94525 | Then vail your stomachs, for it is no boot, |
| 94526 | And place your hands below your husband's ... |
| 94527 | In token of which duty, if he please, |
| 94528 | My hand is ready, may it do him ease. |
| 94529 | PETRUCHIO. Why, there's a wench! Come on, an... |
| 94530 | LUCENTIO. Well, go thy ways, old lad, for th... |
| 94531 | VINCENTIO. 'Tis a good hearing when children... |
| 94532 | LUCENTIO. But a harsh hearing when women are... |
| 94533 | PETRUCHIO. Come, Kate, we'll to bed. |
| 94534 | We three are married, but you two are sped. |
| 94535 | [To LUCENTIO] 'Twas I won the wager, thou... |
| 94536 | And being a winner, God give you good night! |
| 94537 | Exeunt PETRU... |
| 94538 | HORTENSIO. Now go thy ways; thou hast tam'd ... |
| 94539 | LUCENTIO. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she ... |
| 94540 | ... |
| 94541 | THE END |
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| 94550 | 1612 |
| 94551 | THE TEMPEST |
| 94552 | by William Shakespeare |
| 94553 | DRAMATIS PERSONAE |
| 94554 | ALONSO, King of Naples |
| 94555 | SEBASTIAN, his brother |
| 94556 | PROSPERO, the right Duke of Milan |
| 94557 | ANTONIO, his brother, the usurping Duke of M... |
| 94558 | FERDINAND, son to the King of Naples |
| 94559 | GONZALO, an honest old counsellor |
| 94560 | Lords |
| 94561 | ADRIAN |
| 94562 | FRANCISCO |
| 94563 | CALIBAN, a savage and deformed slave |
| 94564 | TRINCULO, a jester |
| 94565 | STEPHANO, a drunken butler |
| 94566 | MASTER OF A SHIP |
| 94567 | BOATSWAIN |
| 94568 | MARINERS |
| 94569 | MIRANDA, daughter to Prospero |
| 94570 | ARIEL, an airy spirit |
| 94571 | Spirits |
| 94572 | IRIS |
| 94573 | CERES |
| 94574 | JUNO |
| 94575 | NYMPHS |
| 94576 | REAPERS |
| 94577 | Other Spirits attending on Prospero |
| 94578 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 94579 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 94580 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 94581 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 94582 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 94583 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 94584 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
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| 94586 | SCENE: |
| 94587 | A ship at sea; afterwards an uninhabited island |
| 94588 | THE TEMPEST |
| 94589 | ACT I. SCENE 1 |
| 94590 | On a ship at sea; a tempestuous noise of thund... |
| 94591 | Enter a SHIPMASTER and a BOATSWAIN |
| 94592 | MASTER. Boatswain! |
| 94593 | BOATSWAIN. Here, master; what cheer? |
| 94594 | MASTER. Good! Speak to th' mariners; fall to... |
| 94595 | we run ourselves aground; bestir, bestir. ... |
| 94596 | Enter MARINERS |
| 94597 | BOATSWAIN. Heigh, my hearts! cheerly, cheerl... |
| 94598 | yare, yare! Take in the topsail. Tend to t... |
| 94599 | whistle. Blow till thou burst thy wind, if... |
| 94600 | Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, FE... |
| 94601 | GONZALO, and OTHERS |
| 94602 | ALONSO. Good boatswain, have care. Where's t... |
| 94603 | Play the men. |
| 94604 | BOATSWAIN. I pray now, keep below. |
| 94605 | ANTONIO. Where is the master, boson? |
| 94606 | BOATSWAIN. Do you not hear him? You mar our ... |
| 94607 | keep your cabins; you do assist the storm. |
| 94608 | GONZALO. Nay, good, be patient. |
| 94609 | BOATSWAIN. When the sea is. Hence! What care... |
| 94610 | roarers for the name of king? To cabin! si... |
| 94611 | us not. |
| 94612 | GONZALO. Good, yet remember whom thou hast a... |
| 94613 | BOATSWAIN. None that I more love than myself... |
| 94614 | counsellor; if you can command these eleme... |
| 94615 | silence, and work the peace of the present... |
| 94616 | hand a rope more. Use your authority; if y... |
| 94617 | thanks you have liv'd so long, and make yo... |
| 94618 | in your cabin for the mischance of the hou... |
| 94619 | hap.-Cheerly, good hearts!-Out of our way,... |
| 94620 | Exit |
| 94621 | GONZALO. I have great comfort from this fell... |
| 94622 | he hath no drowning mark upon him; his com... |
| 94623 | perfect gallows. Stand fast, good Fate, to... |
| 94624 | make the rope of his destiny our cable, fo... |
| 94625 | little advantage. If he be not born to be ... |
| 94626 | case is miserable. ... |
| 94627 | Re-enter BOATSWAIN |
| 94628 | BOATSWAIN. Down with the topmast. Yare, lowe... |
| 94629 | Bring her to try wi' th' maincourse. [A c... |
| 94630 | plague upon this howling! They are louder ... |
| 94631 | weather or our office. |
| 94632 | Re-enter SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, and GO... |
| 94633 | Yet again! What do you here? Shall we give... |
| 94634 | drown? Have you a mind to sink? |
| 94635 | SEBASTIAN. A pox o' your throat, you bawling... |
| 94636 | incharitable dog! |
| 94637 | BOATSWAIN. Work you, then. |
| 94638 | ANTONIO. Hang, cur; hang, you whoreson, inso... |
| 94639 | we are less afraid to be drown'd than thou... |
| 94640 | GONZALO. I'll warrant him for drowning, thou... |
| 94641 | no stronger than a nutshell, and as leaky ... |
| 94642 | wench. |
| 94643 | BOATSWAIN. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her t... |
| 94644 | to sea again; lay her off. |
| 94645 | Enter MARINERS, Wet |
| 94646 | MARINERS. All lost! to prayers, to prayers! ... |
| 94647 | ... |
| 94648 | BOATSWAIN. What, must our mouths be cold? |
| 94649 | GONZALO. The King and Prince at prayers! |
| 94650 | Let's assist them, |
| 94651 | For our case is as theirs. |
| 94652 | SEBASTIAN. I am out of patience. |
| 94653 | ANTONIO. We are merely cheated of our lives ... |
| 94654 | This wide-chopp'd rascal-would thou mights... |
| 94655 | The washing of ten tides! |
| 94656 | GONZALO. He'll be hang'd yet, |
| 94657 | Though every drop of water swear against i... |
| 94658 | And gape at wid'st to glut him. |
| 94659 | [A confused noise within: Mercy on us! |
| 94660 | We split, we split! Farewell, my wife and ... |
| 94661 | Farewell, brother! We split, we split, we ... |
| 94662 | ANTONIO. Let's all sink wi' th' King. |
| 94663 | SEBASTIAN. Let's take leave of him. |
| 94664 | Exeunt ANT... |
| 94665 | GONZALO. Now would I give a thousand furlong... |
| 94666 | an acre of barren ground-long heath, brown... |
| 94667 | thing. The wills above be done, but I woul... |
| 94668 | dry death. ... |
| 94669 | SCENE 2 |
| 94670 | The Island. Before PROSPERO'S cell |
| 94671 | Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA |
| 94672 | MIRANDA. If by your art, my dearest father, ... |
| 94673 | Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them. |
| 94674 | The sky, it seems, would pour down stinkin... |
| 94675 | But that the sea, mounting to th' welkin's... |
| 94676 | Dashes the fire out. O, I have suffered |
| 94677 | With those that I saw suffer! A brave vessel, |
| 94678 | Who had no doubt some noble creature in her, |
| 94679 | Dash'd all to pieces! O, the cry did knock |
| 94680 | Against my very heart! Poor souls, they pe... |
| 94681 | Had I been any god of power, I would |
| 94682 | Have sunk the sea within the earth or ere |
| 94683 | It should the good ship so have swallow'd and |
| 94684 | The fraughting souls within her. |
| 94685 | PROSPERO. Be conected; |
| 94686 | No more amazement; tell your piteous heart |
| 94687 | There's no harm done. |
| 94688 | MIRANDA. O, woe the day! |
| 94689 | PROSPERO. No harm. |
| 94690 | I have done nothing but in care of thee, |
| 94691 | Of thee, my dear one, thee, my daughter, who |
| 94692 | Art ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing |
| 94693 | Of whence I am, nor that I am more better |
| 94694 | Than Prospero, master of a full poor cell, |
| 94695 | And thy no greater father. |
| 94696 | MIRANDA. More to know |
| 94697 | Did never meddle with my thoughts. |
| 94698 | PROSPERO. 'Tis time |
| 94699 | I should inform thee farther. Lend thy hand, |
| 94700 | And pluck my magic garment from me. So, |
| 94701 | [Lay... |
| 94702 | Lie there my art. Wipe thou thine eyes; ha... |
| 94703 | The direful spectacle of the wreck, which ... |
| 94704 | The very virtue of compassion in thee, |
| 94705 | I have with such provision in mine art |
| 94706 | So safely ordered that there is no soul- |
| 94707 | No, not so much perdition as an hair |
| 94708 | Betid to any creature in the vessel |
| 94709 | Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st... |
| 94710 | Sit down, for thou must now know farther. |
| 94711 | MIRANDA. You have often |
| 94712 | Begun to tell me what I am; but stopp'd, |
| 94713 | And left me to a bootless inquisition, |
| 94714 | Concluding 'Stay; not yet.' |
| 94715 | PROSPERO. The hour's now come; |
| 94716 | The very minute bids thee ope thine ear. |
| 94717 | Obey, and be attentive. Canst thou remember |
| 94718 | A time before we came unto this cell? |
| 94719 | I do not think thou canst; for then thou w... |
| 94720 | Out three years old. |
| 94721 | MIRANDA. Certainly, sir, I can. |
| 94722 | PROSPERO. By what? By any other house, or pe... |
| 94723 | Of any thing the image, tell me, that |
| 94724 | Hath kept with thy remembrance? |
| 94725 | MIRANDA. 'Tis far off, |
| 94726 | And rather like a dream than an assurance |
| 94727 | That my remembrance warrants. Had I not |
| 94728 | Four, or five, women once, that tended me? |
| 94729 | PROSPERO. Thou hadst, and more, Miranda. But... |
| 94730 | That this lives in thy mind? What seest th... |
| 94731 | In the dark backward and abysm of time? |
| 94732 | If thou rememb'rest aught, ere thou cam'st... |
| 94733 | How thou cam'st here thou mayst. |
| 94734 | MIRANDA. But that I do not. |
| 94735 | PROSPERO. Twelve year since, Miranda, twelve... |
| 94736 | Thy father was the Duke of Milan, and |
| 94737 | A prince of power. |
| 94738 | MIRANDA. Sir, are not you my father? |
| 94739 | PROSPERO. Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and |
| 94740 | She said thou wast my daughter; and thy fa... |
| 94741 | Was Duke of Milan, and his only heir |
| 94742 | And princess no worse issued. |
| 94743 | MIRANDA. O, the heavens! |
| 94744 | What foul play had we that we came from th... |
| 94745 | Or blessed was't we did? |
| 94746 | PROSPERO. Both, both, my girl. |
| 94747 | By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heav... |
| 94748 | But blessedly holp hither. |
| 94749 | MIRANDA. O, my heart bleeds |
| 94750 | To think o' th' teen that I have turn'd yo... |
| 94751 | Which is from my remembrance. Please you, ... |
| 94752 | PROSPERO. My brother and thy uncle, call'd A... |
| 94753 | I pray thee, mark me that a brother should |
| 94754 | Be so perfidious. He, whom next thyself |
| 94755 | Of all the world I lov'd, and to him put |
| 94756 | The manage of my state; as at that time |
| 94757 | Through all the signories it was the first, |
| 94758 | And Prospero the prime duke, being so reputed |
| 94759 | In dignity, and for the liberal arts |
| 94760 | Without a parallel, those being all my study- |
| 94761 | The government I cast upon my brother |
| 94762 | And to my state grew stranger, being trans... |
| 94763 | And rapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle- |
| 94764 | Dost thou attend me? |
| 94765 | MIRANDA. Sir, most heedfully. |
| 94766 | PROSPERO. Being once perfected how to grant ... |
| 94767 | How to deny them, who t' advance, and who |
| 94768 | To trash for over-topping, new created |
| 94769 | The creatures that were mine, I say, or ch... |
| 94770 | Or else new form'd 'em; having both the key |
| 94771 | Of officer and office, set all hearts i' t... |
| 94772 | To what tune pleas'd his ear; that now he was |
| 94773 | The ivy which had hid my princely trunk |
| 94774 | And suck'd my verdure out on't. Thou atten... |
| 94775 | MIRANDA. O, good sir, I do! |
| 94776 | PROSPERO. I pray thee, mark me. |
| 94777 | I thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated |
| 94778 | To closeness and the bettering of my mind |
| 94779 | With that which, but by being so retir'd, |
| 94780 | O'er-priz'd all popular rate, in my false ... |
| 94781 | Awak'd an evil nature; and my trust, |
| 94782 | Like a good parent, did beget of him |
| 94783 | A falsehood, in its contrary as great |
| 94784 | As my trust was; which had indeed no limit, |
| 94785 | A confidence sans bound. He being thus lor... |
| 94786 | Not only with what my revenue yielded, |
| 94787 | But what my power might else exact, like one |
| 94788 | Who having into truth, by telling of it, |
| 94789 | Made such a sinner of his memory, |
| 94790 | To credit his own lie-he did believe |
| 94791 | He was indeed the Duke; out o' th' substit... |
| 94792 | And executing th' outward face of royalty |
| 94793 | With all prerogative. Hence his ambition g... |
| 94794 | Dost thou hear? |
| 94795 | MIRANDA. Your tale, sir, would cure deafness. |
| 94796 | PROSPERO. To have no screen between this par... |
| 94797 | And him he play'd it for, he needs will be |
| 94798 | Absolute Milan. Me, poor man-my library |
| 94799 | Was dukedom large enough-of temporal royal... |
| 94800 | He thinks me now incapable; confederates, |
| 94801 | So dry he was for sway, wi' th' King of Na... |
| 94802 | To give him annual tribute, do him homage, |
| 94803 | Subject his coronet to his crown, and bend |
| 94804 | The dukedom, yet unbow'd-alas, poor Milan!- |
| 94805 | To most ignoble stooping. |
| 94806 | MIRANDA. O the heavens! |
| 94807 | PROSPERO. Mark his condition, and th' event,... |
| 94808 | If this might be a brother. |
| 94809 | MIRANDA. I should sin |
| 94810 | To think but nobly of my grandmother: |
| 94811 | Good wombs have borne bad sons. |
| 94812 | PROSPERO. Now the condition: |
| 94813 | This King of Naples, being an enemy |
| 94814 | To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit; |
| 94815 | Which was, that he, in lieu o' th' premises, |
| 94816 | Of homage, and I know not how much tribute, |
| 94817 | Should presently extirpate me and mine |
| 94818 | Out of the dukedom, and confer fair Milan |
| 94819 | With all the honours on my brother. Whereon, |
| 94820 | A treacherous army levied, one midnight |
| 94821 | Fated to th' purpose, did Antonio open |
| 94822 | The gates of Milan; and, i' th' dead of da... |
| 94823 | The ministers for th' purpose hurried thence |
| 94824 | Me and thy crying self. |
| 94825 | MIRANDA. Alack, for pity! |
| 94826 | I, not rememb'ring how I cried out then, |
| 94827 | Will cry it o'er again; it is a hint |
| 94828 | That wrings mine eyes to't. |
| 94829 | PROSPERO. Hear a little further, |
| 94830 | And then I'll bring thee to the present bu... |
| 94831 | Which now's upon 's; without the which thi... |
| 94832 | Were most impertinent. |
| 94833 | MIRANDA. Wherefore did they not |
| 94834 | That hour destroy us? |
| 94835 | PROSPERO. Well demanded, wench! |
| 94836 | My tale provokes that question. Dear, they... |
| 94837 | So dear the love my people bore me; nor set |
| 94838 | A mark so bloody on the business; but |
| 94839 | With colours fairer painted their foul ends. |
| 94840 | In few, they hurried us aboard a bark; |
| 94841 | Bore us some leagues to sea, where they pr... |
| 94842 | A rotten carcass of a butt, not rigg'd, |
| 94843 | Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats |
| 94844 | Instinctively have quit it. There they hoi... |
| 94845 | To cry to th' sea, that roar'd to us; to sigh |
| 94846 | To th' winds, whose pity, sighing back again, |
| 94847 | Did us but loving wrong. |
| 94848 | MIRANDA. Alack, what trouble |
| 94849 | Was I then to you! |
| 94850 | PROSPERO. O, a cherubin |
| 94851 | Thou wast that did preserve me! Thou didst... |
| 94852 | Infused with a fortitude from heaven, |
| 94853 | When I have deck'd the sea with drops full... |
| 94854 | Under my burden groan'd; which rais'd in me |
| 94855 | An undergoing stomach, to bear up |
| 94856 | Against what should ensue. |
| 94857 | MIRANDA. How came we ashore? |
| 94858 | PROSPERO. By Providence divine. |
| 94859 | Some food we had and some fresh water that |
| 94860 | A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo, |
| 94861 | Out of his charity, who being then appointed |
| 94862 | Master of this design, did give us, with |
| 94863 | Rich garments, linens, stuffs, and necessa... |
| 94864 | Which since have steaded much; so, of his ... |
| 94865 | Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me |
| 94866 | From mine own library with volumes that |
| 94867 | I prize above my dukedom. |
| 94868 | MIRANDA. Would I might |
| 94869 | But ever see that man! |
| 94870 | PROSPERO. Now I arise. [P... |
| 94871 | Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-so... |
| 94872 | Here in this island we arriv'd; and here |
| 94873 | Have I, thy schoolmaster, made thee more p... |
| 94874 | Than other princess' can, that have more time |
| 94875 | For vainer hours, and tutors not so careful. |
| 94876 | MIRANDA. Heavens thank you for't! And now, I... |
| 94877 | sir, |
| 94878 | For still 'tis beating in my mind, your re... |
| 94879 | For raising this sea-storm? |
| 94880 | PROSPERO. Know thus far forth: |
| 94881 | By accident most strange, bountiful Fortune, |
| 94882 | Now my dear lady, hath mine enemies |
| 94883 | Brought to this shore; and by my prescience |
| 94884 | I find my zenith doth depend upon |
| 94885 | A most auspicious star, whose influence |
| 94886 | If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes |
| 94887 | Will ever after droop. Here cease more que... |
| 94888 | Thou art inclin'd to sleep; 'tis a good du... |
| 94889 | And give it way. I know thou canst not cho... |
| 94890 | ... |
| 94891 | Come away, servant; come; I am ready now. |
| 94892 | Approach, my Ariel. Come. |
| 94893 | Enter ARIEL |
| 94894 | ARIEL. All hail, great master! grave sir, ha... |
| 94895 | To answer thy best pleasure; be't to fly, |
| 94896 | To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride |
| 94897 | On the curl'd clouds. To thy strong biddin... |
| 94898 | Ariel and all his quality. |
| 94899 | PROSPERO. Hast thou, spirit, |
| 94900 | Perform'd to point the tempest that I bade... |
| 94901 | ARIEL. To every article. |
| 94902 | I boarded the King's ship; now on the beak, |
| 94903 | Now in the waist, the deck, in every cabin, |
| 94904 | I flam'd amazement. Sometime I'd divide, |
| 94905 | And burn in many places; on the topmast, |
| 94906 | The yards, and bowsprit, would I flame dis... |
| 94907 | Then meet and join Jove's lightning, the p... |
| 94908 | O' th' dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary |
| 94909 | And sight-outrunning were not; the fire an... |
| 94910 | Of sulphurous roaring the most mighty Neptune |
| 94911 | Seem to besiege, and make his bold waves t... |
| 94912 | Yea, his dread trident shake. |
| 94913 | PROSPERO. My brave spirit! |
| 94914 | Who was so firm, so constant, that this coil |
| 94915 | Would not infect his reason? |
| 94916 | ARIEL. Not a soul |
| 94917 | But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd |
| 94918 | Some tricks of desperation. All but mariners |
| 94919 | Plung'd in the foaming brine, and quit the... |
| 94920 | Then all afire with me; the King's son, Fe... |
| 94921 | With hair up-staring-then like reeds, not ... |
| 94922 | Was the first man that leapt; cried 'Hell ... |
| 94923 | And all the devils are here.' |
| 94924 | PROSPERO. Why, that's my spirit! |
| 94925 | But was not this nigh shore? |
| 94926 | ARIEL. Close by, my master. |
| 94927 | PROSPERO. But are they, Ariel, safe? |
| 94928 | ARIEL. Not a hair perish'd; |
| 94929 | On their sustaining garments not a blemish, |
| 94930 | But fresher than before; and, as thou bad'... |
| 94931 | In troops I have dispers'd them 'bout the ... |
| 94932 | The King's son have I landed by himself, |
| 94933 | Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs |
| 94934 | In an odd angle of the isle, and sitting, |
| 94935 | His arms in this sad knot. |
| 94936 | PROSPERO. Of the King's ship, |
| 94937 | The mariners, say how thou hast dispos'd, |
| 94938 | And all the rest o' th' fleet? |
| 94939 | ARIEL. Safely in harbour |
| 94940 | Is the King's ship; in the deep nook, wher... |
| 94941 | Thou call'dst me up at midnight to fetch dew |
| 94942 | From the still-vex'd Bermoothes, there she... |
| 94943 | The mariners all under hatches stowed, |
| 94944 | Who, with a charm join'd to their suff'red... |
| 94945 | I have left asleep; and for the rest o' th... |
| 94946 | Which I dispers'd, they all have met again, |
| 94947 | And are upon the Mediterranean flote |
| 94948 | Bound sadly home for Naples, |
| 94949 | Supposing that they saw the King's ship wr... |
| 94950 | And his great person perish. |
| 94951 | PROSPERO. Ariel, thy charge |
| 94952 | Exactly is perform'd; but there's more work. |
| 94953 | What is the time o' th' day? |
| 94954 | ARIEL. Past the mid season. |
| 94955 | PROSPERO. At least two glasses. The time 'tw... |
| 94956 | Must by us both be spent most preciously. |
| 94957 | ARIEL. Is there more toil? Since thou dost g... |
| 94958 | Let me remember thee what thou hast promis'd, |
| 94959 | Which is not yet perform'd me. |
| 94960 | PROSPERO. How now, moody? |
| 94961 | What is't thou canst demand? |
| 94962 | ARIEL. My liberty. |
| 94963 | PROSPERO. Before the time be out? No more! |
| 94964 | ARIEL. I prithee, |
| 94965 | Remember I have done thee worthy service, |
| 94966 | Told thee no lies, made thee no mistakings... |
| 94967 | Without or grudge or grumblings. Thou dids... |
| 94968 | To bate me a full year. |
| 94969 | PROSPERO. Dost thou forget |
| 94970 | From what a torment I did free thee? |
| 94971 | ARIEL. No. |
| 94972 | PROSPERO. Thou dost; and think'st it much to... |
| 94973 | Of the salt deep, |
| 94974 | To run upon the sharp wind of the north, |
| 94975 | To do me business in the veins o' th' earth |
| 94976 | When it is bak'd with frost. |
| 94977 | ARIEL. I do not, sir. |
| 94978 | PROSPERO. Thou liest, malignant thing. Hast ... |
| 94979 | The foul witch Sycorax, who with age and envy |
| 94980 | Was grown into a hoop? Hast thou forgot her? |
| 94981 | ARIEL. No, sir. |
| 94982 | PROSPERO. Thou hast. Where was she born? |
| 94983 | Speak; tell me. |
| 94984 | ARIEL. Sir, in Argier. |
| 94985 | PROSPERO. O, was she so? I must |
| 94986 | Once in a month recount what thou hast bee... |
| 94987 | Which thou forget'st. This damn'd witch Sy... |
| 94988 | For mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terr... |
| 94989 | To enter human hearing, from Argier |
| 94990 | Thou know'st was banish'd; for one thing s... |
| 94991 | They would not take her life. Is not this ... |
| 94992 | ARIEL. Ay, sir. |
| 94993 | PROSPERO. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brou... |
| 94994 | And here was left by th'sailors. Thou, my ... |
| 94995 | As thou report'st thyself, wast then her s... |
| 94996 | And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate |
| 94997 | To act her earthy and abhorr'd commands, |
| 94998 | Refusing her grand hests, she did confine ... |
| 94999 | By help of her more potent ministers, |
| 95000 | And in her most unmitigable rage, |
| 95001 | Into a cloven pine; within which rift |
| 95002 | Imprison'd thou didst painfully remain |
| 95003 | A dozen years; within which space she died, |
| 95004 | And left thee there, where thou didst vent... |
| 95005 | As fast as mill-wheels strike. Then was th... |
| 95006 | Save for the son that she did litter here, |
| 95007 | A freckl'd whelp, hag-born-not honour'd with |
| 95008 | A human shape. |
| 95009 | ARIEL. Yes, Caliban her son. |
| 95010 | PROSPERO. Dull thing, I say so; he, that Cal... |
| 95011 | Whom now I keep in service. Thou best know'st |
| 95012 | What torment I did find thee in; thy groans |
| 95013 | Did make wolves howl, and penetrate the br... |
| 95014 | Of ever-angry bears; it was a torment |
| 95015 | To lay upon the damn'd, which Sycorax |
| 95016 | Could not again undo. It was mine art, |
| 95017 | When I arriv'd and heard thee, that made gape |
| 95018 | The pine, and let thee out. |
| 95019 | ARIEL. I thank thee, master. |
| 95020 | PROSPERO. If thou more murmur'st, I will ren... |
| 95021 | And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till |
| 95022 | Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters. |
| 95023 | ARIEL. Pardon, master; |
| 95024 | I will be correspondent to command, |
| 95025 | And do my spriting gently. |
| 95026 | PROSPERO. Do so; and after two days |
| 95027 | I will discharge thee. |
| 95028 | ARIEL. That's my noble master! |
| 95029 | What shall I do? Say what. What shall I do? |
| 95030 | PROSPERO. Go make thyself like a nymph o' th... |
| 95031 | To no sight but thine and mine, invisible |
| 95032 | To every eyeball else. Go take this shape, |
| 95033 | And hither come in 't. Go, hence with dili... |
| 95034 | ... |
| 95035 | Awake, dear heart, awake; thou hast slept ... |
| 95036 | Awake. |
| 95037 | MIRANDA. The strangeness of your story put |
| 95038 | Heaviness in me. |
| 95039 | PROSPERO. Shake it off. Come on, |
| 95040 | We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never |
| 95041 | Yields us kind answer. |
| 95042 | MIRANDA. 'Tis a villain, sir, |
| 95043 | I do not love to look on. |
| 95044 | PROSPERO. But as 'tis, |
| 95045 | We cannot miss him: he does make our fire, |
| 95046 | Fetch in our wood, and serves in offices |
| 95047 | That profit us. What ho! slave! Caliban! |
| 95048 | Thou earth, thou! Speak. |
| 95049 | CALIBAN. [ Within] There's wood enough wi... |
| 95050 | PROSPERO. Come forth, I say; there's other b... |
| 95051 | Come, thou tortoise! when? |
| 95052 | Re-enter ARIEL like a water-nymph |
| 95053 | Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel, |
| 95054 | Hark in thine ear. |
| 95055 | ARIEL. My lord, it shall be done. ... |
| 95056 | PROSPERO. Thou poisonous slave, got by the d... |
| 95057 | Upon thy wicked dam, come forth! |
| 95058 | Enter CALIBAN |
| 95059 | CALIBAN. As wicked dew as e'er my mother bru... |
| 95060 | With raven's feather from unwholesome fen |
| 95061 | Drop on you both! A south-west blow on ye |
| 95062 | And blister you all o'er! |
| 95063 | PROSPERO. For this, be sure, to-night thou s... |
| 95064 | Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up... |
| 95065 | Shall, for that vast of night that they ma... |
| 95066 | All exercise on thee; thou shalt be pinch'd |
| 95067 | As thick as honeycomb, each pinch more sti... |
| 95068 | Than bees that made 'em. |
| 95069 | CALIBAN. I must eat my dinner. |
| 95070 | This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, |
| 95071 | Which thou tak'st from me. When thou cam's... |
| 95072 | Thou strok'st me and made much of me, woul... |
| 95073 | Water with berries in't, and teach me how |
| 95074 | To name the bigger light, and how the less, |
| 95075 | That burn by day and night; and then I lov... |
| 95076 | And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' i... |
| 95077 | The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren plac... |
| 95078 | Curs'd be I that did so! All the charms |
| 95079 | Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on... |
| 95080 | For I am all the subjects that you have, |
| 95081 | Which first was mine own king; and here yo... |
| 95082 | In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from... |
| 95083 | The rest o' th' island. |
| 95084 | PROSPERO. Thou most lying slave, |
| 95085 | Whom stripes may move, not kindness! I hav... |
| 95086 | Filth as thou art, with human care, and lo... |
| 95087 | In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to ... |
| 95088 | The honour of my child. |
| 95089 | CALIBAN. O ho, O ho! Would't had been done. |
| 95090 | Thou didst prevent me; I had peopl'd else |
| 95091 | This isle with Calibans. |
| 95092 | MIRANDA. Abhorred slave, |
| 95093 | Which any print of goodness wilt not take, |
| 95094 | Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee, |
| 95095 | Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee... |
| 95096 | One thing or other. When thou didst not, s... |
| 95097 | Know thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble... |
| 95098 | A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes |
| 95099 | With words that made them known. But thy v... |
| 95100 | Though thou didst learn, had that in't whi... |
| 95101 | Could not abide to be with; therefore wast... |
| 95102 | Deservedly confin'd into this rock, who ha... |
| 95103 | Deserv'd more than a prison. |
| 95104 | CALIBAN. You taught me language, and my prof... |
| 95105 | Is, I know how to curse. The red plague ri... |
| 95106 | For learning me your language! |
| 95107 | PROSPERO. Hag-seed, hence! |
| 95108 | Fetch us in fuel. And be quick, thou 'rt b... |
| 95109 | To answer other business. Shrug'st thou, m... |
| 95110 | If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly |
| 95111 | What I command, I'll rack thee with old cr... |
| 95112 | Fill all thy bones with aches, make thee r... |
| 95113 | That beasts shall tremble at thy din. |
| 95114 | CALIBAN. No, pray thee. |
| 95115 | [Aside] I must obey. His art is of such p... |
| 95116 | It would control my dam's god, Setebos, |
| 95117 | And make a vassal of him. |
| 95118 | PROSPERO. So, slave; hence! ... |
| 95119 | Re-enter ARIEL invisible, playing ad ... |
| 95120 | FERDINAND following |
| 95121 | ARIEL'S SONG. |
| 95122 | Come unto these yellow sands, |
| 95123 | And then take hands; |
| 95124 | Curtsied when you have and kiss'd, |
| 95125 | The wild waves whist, |
| 95126 | Foot it featly here and there, |
| 95127 | And, sweet sprites, the burden bear. |
| 95128 | Hark, hark! |
| 95129 | [Burden dispersedly: Bow-wow.] |
| 95130 | The watch dogs bark. |
| 95131 | [Burden dispersedly: Bow-wow.] |
| 95132 | Hark, hark! I hear |
| 95133 | The strain of strutting chanticleer |
| 95134 | Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow. |
| 95135 | FERDINAND. Where should this music be? I' th... |
| 95136 | earth? |
| 95137 | It sounds no more; and sure it waits upon |
| 95138 | Some god o' th' island. Sitting on a bank, |
| 95139 | Weeping again the King my father's wreck, |
| 95140 | This music crept by me upon the waters, |
| 95141 | Allaying both their fury and my passion |
| 95142 | With its sweet air; thence I have follow'd... |
| 95143 | Or it hath drawn me rather. But 'tis gone. |
| 95144 | No, it begins again. |
| 95145 | ARIEL'S SONG |
| 95146 | Full fathom five thy father lies; |
| 95147 | Of his bones are coral made; |
| 95148 | Those are pearls that were his eyes; |
| 95149 | Nothing of him that doth fade |
| 95150 | But doth suffer a sea-change |
| 95151 | Into something rich and strange. |
| 95152 | Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: |
| 95153 | [Burden: Ding-dong.] |
| 95154 | Hark! now I hear them-Ding-dong bell. |
| 95155 | FERDINAND. The ditty does remember my drown'... |
| 95156 | This is no mortal business, nor no sound |
| 95157 | That the earth owes. I hear it now above me. |
| 95158 | PROSPERO. The fringed curtains of thine eye ... |
| 95159 | And say what thou seest yond. |
| 95160 | MIRANDA. What is't? a spirit? |
| 95161 | Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir, |
| 95162 | It carries a brave form. But 'tis a spirit. |
| 95163 | PROSPERO. No, wench; it eats and sleeps and ... |
| 95164 | As we have, such. This gallant which thou ... |
| 95165 | Was in the wreck; and but he's something s... |
| 95166 | With grief, that's beauty's canker, thou m... |
| 95167 | A goodly person. He hath lost his fellows, |
| 95168 | And strays about to find 'em. |
| 95169 | MIRANDA. I might call him |
| 95170 | A thing divine; for nothing natural |
| 95171 | I ever saw so noble. |
| 95172 | PROSPERO. [Aside] It goes on, I see, |
| 95173 | As my soul prompts it. Spirit, fine spirit... |
| 95174 | Within two days for this. |
| 95175 | FERDINAND. Most sure, the goddess |
| 95176 | On whom these airs attend! Vouchsafe my pr... |
| 95177 | May know if you remain upon this island; |
| 95178 | And that you will some good instruction gi... |
| 95179 | How I may bear me here. My prime request, |
| 95180 | Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder! |
| 95181 | If you be maid or no? |
| 95182 | MIRANDA. No wonder, sir; |
| 95183 | But certainly a maid. |
| 95184 | FERDINAND. My language? Heavens! |
| 95185 | I am the best of them that speak this speech, |
| 95186 | Were I but where 'tis spoken. |
| 95187 | PROSPERO. How? the best? |
| 95188 | What wert thou, if the King of Naples hear... |
| 95189 | FERDINAND. A single thing, as I am now, that... |
| 95190 | To hear thee speak of Naples. He does hear... |
| 95191 | And that he does I weep. Myself am Naples, |
| 95192 | Who with mine eyes, never since at ebb, be... |
| 95193 | The King my father wreck'd. |
| 95194 | MIRANDA. Alack, for mercy! |
| 95195 | FERDINAND. Yes, faith, and all his lords, th... |
| 95196 | And his brave son being twain. |
| 95197 | PROSPERO. [Aside] The Duke of Milan |
| 95198 | And his more braver daughter could control... |
| 95199 | If now 'twere fit to do't. At the first sight |
| 95200 | They have chang'd eyes. Delicate Ariel, |
| 95201 | I'll set thee free for this. [To FERDINAN... |
| 95202 | sir; |
| 95203 | I fear you have done yourself some wrong; ... |
| 95204 | MIRANDA. Why speaks my father so ungently? This |
| 95205 | Is the third man that e'er I saw; the first |
| 95206 | That e'er I sigh'd for. Pity move my father |
| 95207 | To be inclin'd my way! |
| 95208 | FERDINAND. O, if a virgin, |
| 95209 | And your affection not gone forth, I'll ma... |
| 95210 | The Queen of Naples. |
| 95211 | PROSPERO. Soft, Sir! one word more. |
| 95212 | [Aside] They are both in either's pow'rs;... |
| 95213 | busines |
| 95214 | I must uneasy make, lest too light winning |
| 95215 | Make the prize light. [To FERDINAND] One... |
| 95216 | charge thee |
| 95217 | That thou attend me; thou dost here usurp |
| 95218 | The name thou ow'st not; and hast put thys... |
| 95219 | Upon this island as a spy, to win it |
| 95220 | From me, the lord on't. |
| 95221 | FERDINAND. No, as I am a man. |
| 95222 | MIRANDA. There's nothing ill can dwell in su... |
| 95223 | If the ill spirit have so fair a house, |
| 95224 | Good things will strive to dwell with't. |
| 95225 | PROSPERO. Follow me. |
| 95226 | Speak not you for him; he's a traitor. Come; |
| 95227 | I'll manacle thy neck and feet together. |
| 95228 | Sea-water shalt thou drink; thy food shall be |
| 95229 | The fresh-brook mussels, wither'd roots, a... |
| 95230 | Wherein the acorn cradled. Follow. |
| 95231 | FERDINAND. No; |
| 95232 | I will resist such entertainment till |
| 95233 | Mine enemy has more power. |
| 95234 | [He draws, and is ch... |
| 95235 | MIRANDA. O dear father, |
| 95236 | Make not too rash a trial of him, for |
| 95237 | He's gentle, and not fearful. |
| 95238 | PROSPERO. What, I say, |
| 95239 | My foot my tutor? Put thy sword up, traitor; |
| 95240 | Who mak'st a show but dar'st not strike, t... |
| 95241 | Is so possess'd with guilt. Come from thy ... |
| 95242 | For I can here disarm thee with this stick |
| 95243 | And make thy weapon drop. |
| 95244 | MIRANDA. Beseech you, father! |
| 95245 | PROSPERO. Hence! Hang not on my garments. |
| 95246 | MIRANDA. Sir, have pity; |
| 95247 | I'll be his surety. |
| 95248 | PROSPERO. Silence! One word more |
| 95249 | Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee... |
| 95250 | An advocate for an impostor! hush! |
| 95251 | Thou think'st there is no more such shapes... |
| 95252 | Having seen but him and Caliban. Foolish w... |
| 95253 | To th' most of men this is a Caliban, |
| 95254 | And they to him are angels. |
| 95255 | MIRANDA. My affections |
| 95256 | Are then most humble; I have no ambition |
| 95257 | To see a goodlier man. |
| 95258 | PROSPERO. Come on; obey. |
| 95259 | Thy nerves are in their infancy again, |
| 95260 | And have no vigour in them. |
| 95261 | FERDINAND. So they are; |
| 95262 | My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. |
| 95263 | My father's loss, the weakness which I feel, |
| 95264 | The wreck of all my friends, nor this man'... |
| 95265 | To whom I am subdu'd, are but light to me, |
| 95266 | Might I but through my prison once a day |
| 95267 | Behold this maid. All corners else o' th' ... |
| 95268 | Let liberty make use of; space enough |
| 95269 | Have I in such a prison. |
| 95270 | PROSPERO. [Aside] It works. [To FERDINAND... |
| 95271 | Thou hast done well, fine Ariel! [To FERD... |
| 95272 | me. |
| 95273 | [To ARIEL] Hark what thou else shalt do me. |
| 95274 | MIRANDA. Be of comfort; |
| 95275 | My father's of a better nature, sir, |
| 95276 | Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted |
| 95277 | Which now came from him. |
| 95278 | PROSPERO. [To ARIEL] Thou shalt be as free |
| 95279 | As mountain winds; but then exactly do |
| 95280 | All points of my command. |
| 95281 | ARIEL. To th' syllable. |
| 95282 | PROSPERO. [To FERDINAND] Come, follow. [T... |
| 95283 | Speak not for him. ... |
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| 95292 | ACT II. SCENE 1 |
| 95293 | Another part of the island |
| 95294 | Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, ADR... |
| 95295 | GONZALO. Beseech you, sir, be merry; you hav... |
| 95296 | So have we all, of joy; for our escape |
| 95297 | Is much beyond our loss. Our hint of woe |
| 95298 | Is common; every day, some sailor's wife, |
| 95299 | The masters of some merchant, and the merc... |
| 95300 | Have just our theme of woe; but for the mi... |
| 95301 | I mean our preservation, few in millions |
| 95302 | Can speak like us. Then wisely, good sir, ... |
| 95303 | Our sorrow with our comfort. |
| 95304 | ALONSO. Prithee, peace. |
| 95305 | SEBASTIAN. He receives comfort like cold por... |
| 95306 | ANTONIO. The visitor will not give him o'er so. |
| 95307 | SEBASTIAN. Look, he's winding up the watch o... |
| 95308 | and by it will strike. |
| 95309 | GONZALO. Sir- |
| 95310 | SEBASTIAN. One-Tell. |
| 95311 | GONZALO. When every grief is entertain'd tha... |
| 95312 | Comes to th' entertainer- |
| 95313 | SEBASTIAN. A dollar. |
| 95314 | GONZALO. Dolour comes to him, indeed; you ha... |
| 95315 | truer than you purpos'd. |
| 95316 | SEBASTIAN. You have taken it wiselier than I... |
| 95317 | should. |
| 95318 | GONZALO. Therefore, my lord- |
| 95319 | ANTONIO. Fie, what a spendthrift is he of hi... |
| 95320 | ALONSO. I prithee, spare. |
| 95321 | GONZALO. Well, I have done; but yet- |
| 95322 | SEBASTIAN. He will be talking. |
| 95323 | ANTONIO. Which, of he or Adrian, for a good ... |
| 95324 | begins to crow? |
| 95325 | SEBASTIAN. The old cock. |
| 95326 | ANTONIO. The cock'rel. |
| 95327 | SEBASTIAN. Done. The wager? |
| 95328 | ANTONIO. A laughter. |
| 95329 | SEBASTIAN. A match! |
| 95330 | ADRIAN. Though this island seem to be desert- |
| 95331 | ANTONIO. Ha, ha, ha! |
| 95332 | SEBASTIAN. So, you're paid. |
| 95333 | ADRIAN. Uninhabitable, and almost inaccessible- |
| 95334 | SEBASTIAN. Yet- |
| 95335 | ADRIAN. Yet- |
| 95336 | ANTONIO. He could not miss't. |
| 95337 | ADRIAN. It must needs be of subtle, tender, ... |
| 95338 | temperance. |
| 95339 | ANTONIO. Temperance was a delicate wench. |
| 95340 | SEBASTIAN. Ay, and a subtle; as he most lear... |
| 95341 | deliver'd. |
| 95342 | ADRIAN. The air breathes upon us here most s... |
| 95343 | SEBASTIAN. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones. |
| 95344 | ANTONIO. Or, as 'twere perfum'd by a fen. |
| 95345 | GONZALO. Here is everything advantageous to ... |
| 95346 | ANTONIO. True; save means to live. |
| 95347 | SEBASTIAN. Of that there's none, or little. |
| 95348 | GONZALO. How lush and lusty the grass looks!... |
| 95349 | ANTONIO. The ground indeed is tawny. |
| 95350 | SEBASTIAN. With an eye of green in't. |
| 95351 | ANTONIO. He misses not much. |
| 95352 | SEBASTIAN. No; he doth but mistake the truth... |
| 95353 | GONZALO. But the rarity of it is, which is i... |
| 95354 | beyond credit- |
| 95355 | SEBASTIAN. As many vouch'd rarities are. |
| 95356 | GONZALO. That our garments, being, as they w... |
| 95357 | in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, their f... |
| 95358 | glosses, being rather new-dy'd, than stain... |
| 95359 | water. |
| 95360 | ANTONIO. If but one of his pockets could spe... |
| 95361 | not say he lies? |
| 95362 | SEBASTIAN. Ay, or very falsely pocket up his... |
| 95363 | GONZALO. Methinks our garments are now as fr... |
| 95364 | we put them on first in Afric, at the marr... |
| 95365 | King's fair daughter Claribel to the King ... |
| 95366 | SEBASTIAN. 'Twas a sweet marriage, and we pr... |
| 95367 | our return. |
| 95368 | ADRIAN. Tunis was never grac'd before with s... |
| 95369 | to their queen. |
| 95370 | GONZALO. Not since widow Dido's time. |
| 95371 | ANTONIO. Widow! a pox o' that! How came that... |
| 95372 | in? Widow Dido! |
| 95373 | SEBASTIAN. What if he had said 'widower Aene... |
| 95374 | Good Lord, how you take it! |
| 95375 | ADRIAN. 'Widow Dido' said you? You make me s... |
| 95376 | that. She was of Carthage, not of Tunis. |
| 95377 | GONZALO. This Tunis, sir, was Carthage. |
| 95378 | ADRIAN. Carthage? |
| 95379 | GONZALO. I assure you, Carthage. |
| 95380 | ANTONIO. His word is more than the miraculou... |
| 95381 | SEBASTIAN. He hath rais'd the wall, and hous... |
| 95382 | ANTONIO. What impossible matter will he make... |
| 95383 | SEBASTIAN. I think he will carry this island... |
| 95384 | pocket, and give it his son for an apple. |
| 95385 | ANTONIO. And, sowing the kernels of it in th... |
| 95386 | forth more islands. |
| 95387 | GONZALO. Ay. |
| 95388 | ANTONIO. Why, in good time. |
| 95389 | GONZALO. Sir, we were talking that our garme... |
| 95390 | as fresh as when we were at Tunis at the m... |
| 95391 | your daughter, who is now Queen. |
| 95392 | ANTONIO. And the rarest that e'er came there. |
| 95393 | SEBASTIAN. Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido. |
| 95394 | ANTONIO. O, widow Dido! Ay, widow Dido. |
| 95395 | GONZALO. Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as... |
| 95396 | wore it? I mean, in a sort. |
| 95397 | ANTONIO. That 'sort' was well fish'd for. |
| 95398 | GONZALO. When I wore it at your daughter's m... |
| 95399 | ALONSO. You cram these words into mine ears ... |
| 95400 | The stomach of my sense. Would I had never |
| 95401 | Married my daughter there; for, coming the... |
| 95402 | My son is lost; and, in my rate, she too, |
| 95403 | Who is so far from Italy removed |
| 95404 | I ne'er again shall see her. O thou mine heir |
| 95405 | Of Naples and of Milan, what strange fish |
| 95406 | Hath made his meal on thee? |
| 95407 | FRANCISCO. Sir, he may live; |
| 95408 | I saw him beat the surges under him, |
| 95409 | And ride upon their backs; he trod the water, |
| 95410 | Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted |
| 95411 | The surge most swoln that met him; his bol... |
| 95412 | 'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and o... |
| 95413 | Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke |
| 95414 | To th' shore, that o'er his wave-worn basi... |
| 95415 | As stooping to relieve him. I not doubt |
| 95416 | He came alive to land. |
| 95417 | ALONSO. No, no, he's gone. |
| 95418 | SEBASTIAN. Sir, you may thank yourself for t... |
| 95419 | That would not bless our Europe with your ... |
| 95420 | But rather lose her to an African; |
| 95421 | Where she, at least, is banish'd from your... |
| 95422 | Who hath cause to wet the grief on't. |
| 95423 | ALONSO. Prithee, peace. |
| 95424 | SEBASTIAN. You were kneel'd to, and importun... |
| 95425 | By all of us; and the fair soul herself |
| 95426 | Weigh'd between loathness and obedience at |
| 95427 | Which end o' th' beam should bow. We have ... |
| 95428 | I fear, for ever. Milan and Naples have |
| 95429 | Moe widows in them of this business' making, |
| 95430 | Than we bring men to comfort them; |
| 95431 | The fault's your own. |
| 95432 | ALONSO. So is the dear'st o' th' loss. |
| 95433 | GONZALO. My lord Sebastian, |
| 95434 | The truth you speak doth lack some gentlen... |
| 95435 | And time to speak it in; you rub the sore, |
| 95436 | When you should bring the plaster. |
| 95437 | SEBASTIAN. Very well. |
| 95438 | ANTONIO. And most chirurgeonly. |
| 95439 | GONZALO. It is foul weather in us all, good ... |
| 95440 | When you are cloudy. |
| 95441 | SEBASTIAN. Foul weather? |
| 95442 | ANTONIO. Very foul. |
| 95443 | GONZALO. Had I plantation of this isle, my l... |
| 95444 | ANTONIO. He'd sow 't with nettle-seed. |
| 95445 | SEBASTIAN. Or docks, or mallows. |
| 95446 | GONZALO. And were the king on't, what would ... |
| 95447 | SEBASTIAN. Scape being drunk for want of wine. |
| 95448 | GONZALO. I' th' commonwealth I would by cont... |
| 95449 | Execute all things; for no kind of traffic |
| 95450 | Would I admit; no name of magistrate; |
| 95451 | Letters should not be known; riches, poverty, |
| 95452 | And use of service, none; contract, succes... |
| 95453 | Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none; |
| 95454 | No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil; |
| 95455 | No occupation; all men idle, all; |
| 95456 | And women too, but innocent and pure; |
| 95457 | No sovereignty- |
| 95458 | SEBASTIAN. Yet he would be king on't. |
| 95459 | ANTONIO. The latter end of his commonwealth ... |
| 95460 | beginning. |
| 95461 | GONZALO. All things in common nature should ... |
| 95462 | Without sweat or endeavour. Treason, felony, |
| 95463 | Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any en... |
| 95464 | Would I not have; but nature should bring ... |
| 95465 | Of it own kind, all foison, all abundance, |
| 95466 | To feed my innocent people. |
| 95467 | SEBASTIAN. No marrying 'mong his subjects? |
| 95468 | ANTONIO. None, man; all idle; whores and kna... |
| 95469 | GONZALO. I would with such perfection govern... |
| 95470 | T' excel the golden age. |
| 95471 | SEBASTIAN. Save his Majesty! |
| 95472 | ANTONIO. Long live Gonzalo! |
| 95473 | GONZALO. And-do you mark me, sir? |
| 95474 | ALONSO. Prithee, no more; thou dost talk not... |
| 95475 | GONZALO. I do well believe your Highness; an... |
| 95476 | minister occasion to these gentlemen, who ... |
| 95477 | sensible and nimble lungs that they always... |
| 95478 | at nothing. |
| 95479 | ANTONIO. 'Twas you we laugh'd at. |
| 95480 | GONZALO. Who in this kind of merry fooling a... |
| 95481 | you; so you may continue, and laugh at not... |
| 95482 | ANTONIO. What a blow was there given! |
| 95483 | SEBASTIAN. An it had not fall'n flat-long. |
| 95484 | GONZALO. You are gentlemen of brave mettle; ... |
| 95485 | lift the moon out of her sphere, if she wo... |
| 95486 | in it five weeks without changing. |
| 95487 | Enter ARIEL, invisible, playing sole... |
| 95488 | SEBASTIAN. We would so, and then go a-bat-fo... |
| 95489 | ANTONIO. Nay, good my lord, be not angry. |
| 95490 | GONZALO. No, I warrant you; I will not adven... |
| 95491 | discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me as... |
| 95492 | very heavy? |
| 95493 | ANTONIO. Go sleep, and hear us. |
| 95494 | [All sleep but ALONSO, SEBA... |
| 95495 | ALONSO. What, all so soon asleep! I wish min... |
| 95496 | Would, with themselves, shut up my thought... |
| 95497 | They are inclin'd to do so. |
| 95498 | SEBASTIAN. Please you, sir, |
| 95499 | Do not omit the heavy offer of it: |
| 95500 | It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth, |
| 95501 | It is a comforter. |
| 95502 | ANTONIO. We two, my lord, |
| 95503 | Will guard your person while you take your... |
| 95504 | And watch your safety. |
| 95505 | ALONSO. Thank you-wondrous heavy! |
| 95506 | [ALONSO s... |
| 95507 | SEBASTIAN. What a strange drowsiness possess... |
| 95508 | ANTONIO. It is the quality o' th' climate. |
| 95509 | SEBASTIAN. Why |
| 95510 | Doth it not then our eyelids sink? I find not |
| 95511 | Myself dispos'd to sleep. |
| 95512 | ANTONIO. Nor I; my spirits are nimble. |
| 95513 | They fell together all, as by consent; |
| 95514 | They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What... |
| 95515 | Worthy Sebastian? O, what might! No more! |
| 95516 | And yet methinks I see it in thy face, |
| 95517 | What thou shouldst be; th' occasion speaks... |
| 95518 | My strong imagination sees a crown |
| 95519 | Dropping upon thy head. |
| 95520 | SEBASTIAN. What, art thou waking? |
| 95521 | ANTONIO. Do you not hear me speak? |
| 95522 | SEBASTIAN. I do; and surely |
| 95523 | It is a sleepy language, and thou speak'st |
| 95524 | Out of thy sleep. What is it thou didst say? |
| 95525 | This is a strange repose, to be asleep |
| 95526 | With eyes wide open; standing, speaking, m... |
| 95527 | And yet so fast asleep. |
| 95528 | ANTONIO. Noble Sebastian, |
| 95529 | Thou let'st thy fortune sleep-die rather; ... |
| 95530 | Whiles thou art waking. |
| 95531 | SEBASTIAN. Thou dost snore distinctly; |
| 95532 | There's meaning in thy snores. |
| 95533 | ANTONIO. I am more serious than my custom; you |
| 95534 | Must be so too, if heed me; which to do |
| 95535 | Trebles thee o'er. |
| 95536 | SEBASTIAN. Well, I am standing water. |
| 95537 | ANTONIO. I'll teach you how to flow. |
| 95538 | SEBASTIAN. Do so: to ebb, |
| 95539 | Hereditary sloth instructs me. |
| 95540 | ANTONIO. O, |
| 95541 | If you but knew how you the purpose cherish, |
| 95542 | Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping... |
| 95543 | You more invest it! Ebbing men indeed, |
| 95544 | Most often, do so near the bottom run |
| 95545 | By their own fear or sloth. |
| 95546 | SEBASTIAN. Prithee say on. |
| 95547 | The setting of thine eye and cheek proclaim |
| 95548 | A matter from thee; and a birth, indeed, |
| 95549 | Which throes thee much to yield. |
| 95550 | ANTONIO. Thus, sir: |
| 95551 | Although this lord of weak remembrance, this |
| 95552 | Who shall be of as little memory |
| 95553 | When he is earth'd, hath here almost persu... |
| 95554 | For he's a spirit of persuasion, only |
| 95555 | Professes to persuade-the King his son's a... |
| 95556 | 'Tis as impossible that he's undrown'd |
| 95557 | As he that sleeps here swims. |
| 95558 | SEBASTIAN. I have no hope |
| 95559 | That he's undrown'd. |
| 95560 | ANTONIO. O, out of that 'no hope' |
| 95561 | What great hope have you! No hope that way is |
| 95562 | Another way so high a hope, that even |
| 95563 | Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, |
| 95564 | But doubt discovery there. Will you grant ... |
| 95565 | That Ferdinand is drown'd? |
| 95566 | SEBASTIAN. He's gone. |
| 95567 | ANTONIO. Then tell me, |
| 95568 | Who's the next heir of Naples? |
| 95569 | SEBASTIAN. Claribel. |
| 95570 | ANTONIO. She that is Queen of Tunis; she tha... |
| 95571 | Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that fr... |
| 95572 | Can have no note, unless the sun were post, |
| 95573 | The Man i' th' Moon's too slow, till newbo... |
| 95574 | Be rough and razorable; she that from whom |
| 95575 | We all were sea-swallow'd, though some cas... |
| 95576 | And by that destiny, to perform an act |
| 95577 | Whereof what's past is prologue, what to come |
| 95578 | In yours and my discharge. |
| 95579 | SEBASTIAN. What stuff is this! How say you? |
| 95580 | 'Tis true, my brother's daughter's Queen o... |
| 95581 | So is she heir of Naples; 'twixt which reg... |
| 95582 | There is some space. |
| 95583 | ANTONIO. A space whose ev'ry cubit |
| 95584 | Seems to cry out 'How shall that Claribel |
| 95585 | Measure us back to Naples? Keep in Tunis, |
| 95586 | And let Sebastian wake.' Say this were death |
| 95587 | That now hath seiz'd them; why, they were ... |
| 95588 | Than now they are. There be that can rule ... |
| 95589 | As well as he that sleeps; lords that can ... |
| 95590 | As amply and unnecessarily |
| 95591 | As this Gonzalo; I myself could make |
| 95592 | A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore |
| 95593 | The mind that I do! What a sleep were this |
| 95594 | For your advancement! Do you understand me? |
| 95595 | SEBASTIAN. Methinks I do. |
| 95596 | ANTONIO. And how does your content |
| 95597 | Tender your own good fortune? |
| 95598 | SEBASTIAN. I remember |
| 95599 | You did supplant your brother Prospero. |
| 95600 | ANTONIO. True. |
| 95601 | And look how well my garments sit upon me, |
| 95602 | Much feater than before. My brother's serv... |
| 95603 | Were then my fellows; now they are my men. |
| 95604 | SEBASTIAN. But, for your conscience- |
| 95605 | ANTONIO. Ay, sir; where lies that? If 'twere... |
| 95606 | 'Twould put me to my slipper; but I feel not |
| 95607 | This deity in my bosom; twenty consciences |
| 95608 | That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be... |
| 95609 | And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your ... |
| 95610 | No better than the earth he lies upon, |
| 95611 | If he were that which now he's like-that's... |
| 95612 | Whom I with this obedient steel, three inc... |
| 95613 | Can lay to bed for ever; whiles you, doing... |
| 95614 | To the perpetual wink for aye might put |
| 95615 | This ancient morsel, this Sir Prudence, who |
| 95616 | Should not upbraid our course. For all the... |
| 95617 | They'll take suggestion as a cat laps milk; |
| 95618 | They'll tell the clock to any business that |
| 95619 | We say befits the hour. |
| 95620 | SEBASTIAN. Thy case, dear friend, |
| 95621 | Shall be my precedent; as thou got'st Milan, |
| 95622 | I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword. One s... |
| 95623 | Shall free thee from the tribute which tho... |
| 95624 | And I the King shall love thee. |
| 95625 | ANTONIO. Draw together; |
| 95626 | And when I rear my hand, do you the like, |
| 95627 | To fall it on Gonzalo. |
| 95628 | SEBASTIAN. O, but one word. ... |
| 95629 | Re-enter ARIEL, invisible, with musi... |
| 95630 | ARIEL. My master through his art foresees th... |
| 95631 | That you, his friend, are in; and sends me... |
| 95632 | For else his project dies-to keep them liv... |
| 95633 | [Sings... |
| 95634 | While you here do snoring lie, |
| 95635 | Open-ey'd conspiracy |
| 95636 | His time doth take. |
| 95637 | If of life you keep a care, |
| 95638 | Shake off slumber, and beware. |
| 95639 | Awake, awake! |
| 95640 | ANTONIO. Then let us both be sudden. |
| 95641 | GONZALO. Now, good angels |
| 95642 | Preserve the King! ... |
| 95643 | ALONSO. Why, how now?-Ho, awake!-Why are you... |
| 95644 | Wherefore this ghastly looking? |
| 95645 | GONZALO. What's the matter? |
| 95646 | SEBASTIAN. Whiles we stood here securing you... |
| 95647 | Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bello... |
| 95648 | Like bulls, or rather lions; did't not wak... |
| 95649 | It struck mine ear most terribly. |
| 95650 | ALONSO. I heard nothing. |
| 95651 | ANTONIO. O, 'twas a din to fright a monster'... |
| 95652 | To make an earthquake! Sure it was the roar |
| 95653 | Of a whole herd of lions. |
| 95654 | ALONSO. Heard you this, Gonzalo? |
| 95655 | GONZALO. Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a hu... |
| 95656 | And that a strange one too, which did awak... |
| 95657 | I shak'd you, sir, and cried; as mine eyes... |
| 95658 | I saw their weapons drawn-there was a noise, |
| 95659 | That's verily. 'Tis best we stand upon our... |
| 95660 | Or that we quit this place. Let's draw our... |
| 95661 | ALONSO. Lead off this ground; and let's make... |
| 95662 | search |
| 95663 | For my poor son. |
| 95664 | GONZALO. Heavens keep him from these beasts! |
| 95665 | For he is, sure, i' th' island. |
| 95666 | ALONSO. Lead away. |
| 95667 | ARIEL. Prospero my lord shall know what I ha... |
| 95668 | So, King, go safely on to seek thy son. ... |
| 95669 | SCENE 2 |
| 95670 | Another part of the island |
| 95671 | Enter CALIBAN, with a burden of wood. A noise ... |
| 95672 | CALIBAN. All the infections that the sun suc... |
| 95673 | From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, a... |
| 95674 | By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me, |
| 95675 | And yet I needs must curse. But they'll no... |
| 95676 | Fright me with urchin-shows, pitch me i' t... |
| 95677 | Nor lead me, like a firebrand, in the dark |
| 95678 | Out of my way, unless he bid 'em; but |
| 95679 | For every trifle are they set upon me; |
| 95680 | Sometime like apes that mow and chatter at... |
| 95681 | And after bite me; then like hedgehogs which |
| 95682 | Lie tumbling in my barefoot way, and mount |
| 95683 | Their pricks at my footfall; sometime am I |
| 95684 | All wound with adders, who with cloven ton... |
| 95685 | Do hiss me into madness. |
| 95686 | Enter TRINCULO |
| 95687 | Lo, now, lo! |
| 95688 | Here comes a spirit of his, and to torment me |
| 95689 | For bringing wood in slowly. I'll fall flat; |
| 95690 | Perchance he will not mind me. |
| 95691 | TRINCULO. Here's neither bush nor shrub to b... |
| 95692 | weather at all, and another storm brewing;... |
| 95693 | sing i' th' wind. Yond same black cloud, y... |
| 95694 | looks like a foul bombard that would shed ... |
| 95695 | it should thunder as it did before, I know... |
| 95696 | hide my head. Yond same cloud cannot choos... |
| 95697 | pailfuls. What have we here? a man or a fi... |
| 95698 | alive? A fish: he smells like a fish; a ve... |
| 95699 | fish-like smell; kind of not-of-the-newest... |
| 95700 | strange fish! Were I in England now, as on... |
| 95701 | had but this fish painted, not a holiday f... |
| 95702 | would give a piece of silver. There would ... |
| 95703 | make a man; any strange beast there makes ... |
| 95704 | they will not give a doit to relieve a lam... |
| 95705 | will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Leg... |
| 95706 | man, and his fins like arms! Warm, o' my t... |
| 95707 | let loose my opinion; hold it no longer: t... |
| 95708 | fish, but an islander, that hath lately su... |
| 95709 | thunderbolt. [Thunder] Alas, the storm i... |
| 95710 | best way is to creep under his gaberdine; ... |
| 95711 | other shelter hereabout. Misery acquaints ... |
| 95712 | strange bed-fellows. I will here shroud ti... |
| 95713 | of the storm be past. |
| 95714 | Enter STEPHANO singing; a bottle i... |
| 95715 | STEPHANO. I shall no more to sea, to sea, |
| 95716 | Here shall I die ashore- |
| 95717 | This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a ma... |
| 95718 | well, here's my comfort. ... |
| 95719 | The master, the swabber, the boatswain, an... |
| 95720 | The gunner, and his mate, |
| 95721 | Lov'd Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery, |
| 95722 | But none of us car'd for Kate; |
| 95723 | For she had a tongue with a tang, |
| 95724 | Would cry to a sailor 'Go hang!' |
| 95725 | She lov'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch, |
| 95726 | Yet a tailor might scratch her where'er sh... |
| 95727 | Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang! |
| 95728 | This is a scurvy tune too; but here's my c... |
| 95729 | ... |
| 95730 | CALIBAN. Do not torment me. O! |
| 95731 | STEPHANO. What's the matter? Have we devils ... |
| 95732 | put tricks upon 's with savages and men of... |
| 95733 | have not scap'd drowning to be afeard now ... |
| 95734 | legs; for it hath been said: As proper a m... |
| 95735 | went on four legs cannot make him give gro... |
| 95736 | shall be said so again, while Stephano bre... |
| 95737 | nostrils. |
| 95738 | CALIBAN. The spirit torments me. O! |
| 95739 | STEPHANO. This is some monster of the isle w... |
| 95740 | who hath got, as I take it, an ague. Where... |
| 95741 | should he learn our language? I will give ... |
| 95742 | relief, if it be but for that. If I can re... |
| 95743 | keep him tame, and get to Naples with him,... |
| 95744 | present for any emperor that ever trod on ... |
| 95745 | leather. |
| 95746 | CALIBAN. Do not torment me, prithee; I'll br... |
| 95747 | home faster. |
| 95748 | STEPHANO. He's in his fit now, and does not ... |
| 95749 | wisest. He shall taste of my bottle; if he... |
| 95750 | drunk wine afore, it will go near to remov... |
| 95751 | I can recover him, and keep him tame, I wi... |
| 95752 | too much for him; he shall pay for him tha... |
| 95753 | and that soundly. |
| 95754 | CALIBAN. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; t... |
| 95755 | I know it by thy trembling; now Prosper wo... |
| 95756 | STEPHANO. Come on your ways; open your mouth... |
| 95757 | that which will give language to you, cat.... |
| 95758 | mouth; this will shake your shaking, I can... |
| 95759 | that soundly; you cannot tell who's your f... |
| 95760 | your chaps again. |
| 95761 | TRINCULO. I should know that voice; it shoul... |
| 95762 | drown'd; and these are devils. O, defend me! |
| 95763 | STEPHANO. Four legs and two voices; a most d... |
| 95764 | His forward voice, now, is to speak well o... |
| 95765 | friend; his backward voice is to utter fou... |
| 95766 | to detract. If all the wine in my bottle w... |
| 95767 | him, I will help his ague. Come-Amen! I wi... |
| 95768 | in thy other mouth. |
| 95769 | TRINCULO. Stephano! |
| 95770 | STEPHANO. Doth thy other mouth call me? Merc... |
| 95771 | This is a devil, and no monster; I will le... |
| 95772 | have no long spoon. |
| 95773 | TRINCULO. Stephano! If thou beest Stephano, ... |
| 95774 | speak to me; for I am Trinculo-be not afea... |
| 95775 | friend Trinculo. |
| 95776 | STEPHANO. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth... |
| 95777 | the by the lesser legs; if any be Trinculo... |
| 95778 | are they. Thou art very Trinculo indeed! H... |
| 95779 | to be the siege of this moon-calf? Can he ... |
| 95780 | Trinculos? |
| 95781 | TRINCULO. I took him to be kill'd with a thu... |
| 95782 | But art thou not drown'd, Stephano? I hope... |
| 95783 | not drown'd. Is the storm overblown? I hid... |
| 95784 | dead moon-calf's gaberdine for fear of the... |
| 95785 | art thou living, Stephano? O Stephano, two... |
| 95786 | scap'd! |
| 95787 | STEPHANO. Prithee, do not turn me about; my ... |
| 95788 | constant. |
| 95789 | CALIBAN. [Aside] These be fine things, an ... |
| 95790 | sprites. |
| 95791 | That's a brave god, and bears celestial li... |
| 95792 | I will kneel to him. |
| 95793 | STEPHANO. How didst thou scape? How cam'st t... |
| 95794 | Swear by this bottle how thou cam'st hithe... |
| 95795 | upon a butt of sack, which the sailors hea... |
| 95796 | by this bottle, which I made of the bark o... |
| 95797 | mine own hands, since I was cast ashore. |
| 95798 | CALIBAN. I'll swear upon that bottle to be t... |
| 95799 | subject, for the liquor is not earthly. |
| 95800 | STEPHANO. Here; swear then how thou escap'dst. |
| 95801 | TRINCULO. Swum ashore, man, like a duck; I c... |
| 95802 | a duck, I'll be sworn. |
| 95803 | STEPHANO. [Passing the bottle] Here, kiss ... |
| 95804 | thou canst swim like a duck, thou art made... |
| 95805 | goose. |
| 95806 | TRINCULO. O Stephano, hast any more of this? |
| 95807 | STEPHANO. The whole butt, man; my cellar is ... |
| 95808 | th' seaside, where my wine is hid. How now... |
| 95809 | How does thine ague? |
| 95810 | CALIBAN. Hast thou not dropp'd from heaven? |
| 95811 | STEPHANO. Out o' th' moon, I do assure thee;... |
| 95812 | i' th' Moon, when time was. |
| 95813 | CALIBAN. I have seen thee in her, and I do a... |
| 95814 | mistress show'd me thee, and thy dog and t... |
| 95815 | STEPHANO. Come, swear to that; kiss the book... |
| 95816 | furnish it anon with new contents. Swear. |
| 95817 | ... |
| 95818 | TRINCULO. By this good light, this is a very... |
| 95819 | monster! |
| 95820 | I afeard of him! A very weak monster! The ... |
| 95821 | Moon! A most poor credulous monster! Well ... |
| 95822 | monster, in good sooth! |
| 95823 | CALIBAN. I'll show thee every fertile inch o... |
| 95824 | and will kiss thy foot. I prithee be my god. |
| 95825 | TRINCULO. By this light, a most perfidious a... |
| 95826 | monster! When's god's asleep he'll rob his... |
| 95827 | CALIBAN. I'll kiss thy foot; I'll swear myse... |
| 95828 | subject. |
| 95829 | STEPHANO. Come on, then; down, and swear. |
| 95830 | TRINCULO. I shall laugh myself to death at t... |
| 95831 | headed monster. A most scurvy monster! I c... |
| 95832 | my heart to beat him- |
| 95833 | STEPHANO. Come, kiss. |
| 95834 | TRINCULO. But that the poor monster's in dri... |
| 95835 | abominable monster! |
| 95836 | CALIBAN. I'll show thee the best springs; I'... |
| 95837 | berries; |
| 95838 | I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. |
| 95839 | A plague upon the tyrant that I serve! |
| 95840 | I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow t... |
| 95841 | Thou wondrous man. |
| 95842 | TRINCULO. A most ridiculous monster, to make... |
| 95843 | a poor drunkard! |
| 95844 | CALIBAN. I prithee let me bring thee where c... |
| 95845 | And I with my long nails will dig thee pig... |
| 95846 | Show thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how |
| 95847 | To snare the nimble marmoset; I'll bring thee |
| 95848 | To clust'ring filberts, and sometimes I'll... |
| 95849 | Young scamels from the rock. Wilt thou go ... |
| 95850 | STEPHANO. I prithee now, lead the way withou... |
| 95851 | talking. Trinculo, the King and all our co... |
| 95852 | being drown'd, we will inherit here. Here,... |
| 95853 | Fellow Trinculo, we'll fill him by and by ... |
| 95854 | CALIBAN. [Sings drunkenly] Farewell, maste... |
| 95855 | farewell! |
| 95856 | TRINCULO. A howling monster; a drunken monster! |
| 95857 | CALIBAN. No more dams I'll make for fish; |
| 95858 | Nor fetch in firing |
| 95859 | At requiring, |
| 95860 | Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish. |
| 95861 | 'Ban 'Ban, Ca-Caliban, |
| 95862 | Has a new master-Get a new man. |
| 95863 | Freedom, high-day! high-day, freedom! free... |
| 95864 | day, freedom! |
| 95865 | STEPHANO. O brave monster! Lead the way. ... |
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| 95874 | ACT III. SCENE 1 |
| 95875 | Before PROSPERO'S cell |
| 95876 | Enter FERDINAND, hearing a log |
| 95877 | FERDINAND. There be some sports are painful,... |
| 95878 | labour |
| 95879 | Delight in them sets off; some kinds of ba... |
| 95880 | Are nobly undergone, and most poor matters |
| 95881 | Point to rich ends. This my mean task |
| 95882 | Would be as heavy to me as odious, but |
| 95883 | The mistress which I serve quickens what's... |
| 95884 | And makes my labours pleasures. O, she is |
| 95885 | Ten times more gentle than her father's cr... |
| 95886 | And he's compos'd of harshness. I must remove |
| 95887 | Some thousands of these logs, and pile the... |
| 95888 | Upon a sore injunction; my sweet mistress |
| 95889 | Weeps when she sees me work, and says such... |
| 95890 | Had never like executor. I forget; |
| 95891 | But these sweet thoughts do even refresh m... |
| 95892 | Most busy, least when I do it. |
| 95893 | Enter MIRANDA; and PROSPERO at a dista... |
| 95894 | MIRANDA. Alas, now; pray you, |
| 95895 | Work not so hard; I would the lightning had |
| 95896 | Burnt up those logs that you are enjoin'd ... |
| 95897 | Pray, set it down and rest you; when this ... |
| 95898 | 'Twill weep for having wearied you. My father |
| 95899 | Is hard at study; pray, now, rest yourself; |
| 95900 | He's safe for these three hours. |
| 95901 | FERDINAND. O most dear mistress, |
| 95902 | The sun will set before I shall discharge |
| 95903 | What I must strive to do. |
| 95904 | MIRANDA. If you'll sit down, |
| 95905 | I'll bear your logs the while; pray give m... |
| 95906 | I'll carry it to the pile. |
| 95907 | FERDINAND. No, precious creature; |
| 95908 | I had rather crack my sinews, break my back, |
| 95909 | Than you should such dishonour undergo, |
| 95910 | While I sit lazy by. |
| 95911 | MIRANDA. It would become me |
| 95912 | As well as it does you; and I should do it |
| 95913 | With much more ease; for my good will is t... |
| 95914 | And yours it is against. |
| 95915 | PROSPERO. [Aside] Poor worm, thou art infe... |
| 95916 | This visitation shows it. |
| 95917 | MIRANDA. You look wearily. |
| 95918 | FERDINAND. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh mo... |
| 95919 | When you are by at night. I do beseech you, |
| 95920 | Chiefly that I might set it in my prayers, |
| 95921 | What is your name? |
| 95922 | MIRANDA. Miranda-O my father, |
| 95923 | I have broke your hest to say so! |
| 95924 | FERDINAND. Admir'd Miranda! |
| 95925 | What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady |
| 95926 | I have ey'd with best regard; and many a time |
| 95927 | Th' harmony of their tongues hath into bon... |
| 95928 | Brought my too diligent ear; for several v... |
| 95929 | Have I lik'd several women, never any |
| 95930 | With so full soul, but some defect in her |
| 95931 | Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'... |
| 95932 | And put it to the foil; but you, O you, |
| 95933 | So perfect and so peerless, are created |
| 95934 | Of every creature's best! |
| 95935 | MIRANDA. I do not know |
| 95936 | One of my sex; no woman's face remember, |
| 95937 | Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I ... |
| 95938 | More that I may call men than you, good fr... |
| 95939 | And my dear father. How features are abroad, |
| 95940 | I am skilless of; but, by my modesty, |
| 95941 | The jewel in my dower, I would not wish |
| 95942 | Any companion in the world but you; |
| 95943 | Nor can imagination form a shape, |
| 95944 | Besides yourself, to like of. But I prattle |
| 95945 | Something too wildly, and my father's prec... |
| 95946 | I therein do forget. |
| 95947 | FERDINAND. I am, in my condition, |
| 95948 | A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king- |
| 95949 | I would not so!-and would no more endure |
| 95950 | This wooden slavery than to suffer |
| 95951 | The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul ... |
| 95952 | The very instant that I saw you, did |
| 95953 | My heart fly to your service; there resides |
| 95954 | To make me slave to it; and for your sake |
| 95955 | Am I this patient log-man. |
| 95956 | MIRANDA. Do you love me? |
| 95957 | FERDINAND. O heaven, O earth, bear witness t... |
| 95958 | And crown what I profess with kind event, |
| 95959 | If I speak true! If hollowly, invert |
| 95960 | What best is boded me to mischief! I, |
| 95961 | Beyond all limit of what else i' th' world, |
| 95962 | Do love, prize, honour you. |
| 95963 | MIRANDA. I am a fool |
| 95964 | To weep at what I am glad of. |
| 95965 | PROSPERO. [Aside] Fair encounter |
| 95966 | Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain ... |
| 95967 | On that which breeds between 'em! |
| 95968 | FERDINAND. Wherefore weep you? |
| 95969 | MIRANDA. At mine unworthiness, that dare not... |
| 95970 | What I desire to give, and much less take |
| 95971 | What I shall die to want. But this is trif... |
| 95972 | And all the more it seeks to hide itself, |
| 95973 | The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful c... |
| 95974 | And prompt me, plain and holy innocence! |
| 95975 | I am your wife, if you will marry me; |
| 95976 | If not, I'll die your maid. To be your fellow |
| 95977 | You may deny me; but I'll be your servant, |
| 95978 | Whether you will or no. |
| 95979 | FERDINAND. My mistress, dearest; |
| 95980 | And I thus humble ever. |
| 95981 | MIRANDA. My husband, then? |
| 95982 | FERDINAND. Ay, with a heart as willing |
| 95983 | As bondage e'er of freedom. Here's my hand. |
| 95984 | MIRANDA. And mine, with my heart in't. And n... |
| 95985 | Till half an hour hence. |
| 95986 | FERDINAND. A thousand thousand! |
| 95987 | Exeunt FERDINAND and... |
| 95988 | PROSPERO. So glad of this as they I cannot be, |
| 95989 | Who are surpris'd withal; but my rejoicing |
| 95990 | At nothing can be more. I'll to my book; |
| 95991 | For yet ere supper time must I perform |
| 95992 | Much business appertaining. ... |
| 95993 | SCENE 2 |
| 95994 | Another part of the island |
| 95995 | Enter CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO |
| 95996 | STEPHANO. Tell not me-when the butt is out w... |
| 95997 | water, not a drop before; therefore bear u... |
| 95998 | 'em. Servant-monster, drink to me. |
| 95999 | TRINCULO. Servant-monster! The folly of this... |
| 96000 | say there's but five upon this isle: we ar... |
| 96001 | them; if th' other two be brain'd like us,... |
| 96002 | totters. |
| 96003 | STEPHANO. Drink, servant-monster, when I bid... |
| 96004 | eyes are almost set in thy head. |
| 96005 | TRINCULO. Where should they be set else? He ... |
| 96006 | monster indeed, if they were set in his tail. |
| 96007 | STEPHANO. My man-monster hath drown'd his to... |
| 96008 | sack. For my part, the sea cannot drown me... |
| 96009 | I could recover the shore, five and thirty... |
| 96010 | and on. By this light, thou shalt be my li... |
| 96011 | monster, or my standard. |
| 96012 | TRINCULO. Your lieutenant, if you list; he's... |
| 96013 | STEPHANO. We'll not run, Monsieur Monster. |
| 96014 | TRINCULO. Nor go neither; but you'll lie lik... |
| 96015 | yet say nothing neither. |
| 96016 | STEPHANO. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life,... |
| 96017 | a good moon-calf. |
| 96018 | CALIBAN. How does thy honour? Let me lick th... |
| 96019 | I'll not serve him; he is not valiant. |
| 96020 | TRINCULO. Thou liest, most ignorant monster:... |
| 96021 | to justle a constable. Why, thou debosh'd ... |
| 96022 | was there ever man a coward that hath drun... |
| 96023 | as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous li... |
| 96024 | half fish and half a monster? |
| 96025 | CALIBAN. Lo, how he mocks me! Wilt thou let ... |
| 96026 | lord? |
| 96027 | TRINCULO. 'Lord' quoth he! That a monster sh... |
| 96028 | a natural! |
| 96029 | CALIBAN. Lo, lo again! Bite him to death, I ... |
| 96030 | STEPHANO. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in yo... |
| 96031 | you prove a mutineer-the next tree! The po... |
| 96032 | my subject, and he shall not suffer indign... |
| 96033 | CALIBAN. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be... |
| 96034 | hearken once again to the suit I made to t... |
| 96035 | STEPHANO. Marry will I; kneel and repeat it;... |
| 96036 | and so shall Trinculo. |
| 96037 | Enter ARIEL, invisible |
| 96038 | CALIBAN. As I told thee before, I am subject... |
| 96039 | sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated... |
| 96040 | island. |
| 96041 | ARIEL. Thou liest. |
| 96042 | CALIBAN. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou; |
| 96043 | I would my valiant master would destroy thee. |
| 96044 | I do not lie. |
| 96045 | STEPHANO. Trinculo, if you trouble him any m... |
| 96046 | by this hand, I will supplant some of your... |
| 96047 | TRINCULO. Why, I said nothing. |
| 96048 | STEPHANO. Mum, then, and no more. Proceed. |
| 96049 | CALIBAN. I say, by sorcery he got this isle; |
| 96050 | From me he got it. If thy greatness will |
| 96051 | Revenge it on him-for I know thou dar'st, |
| 96052 | But this thing dare not- |
| 96053 | STEPHANO. That's most certain. |
| 96054 | CALIBAN. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll ... |
| 96055 | STEPHANO. How now shall this be compass'd? C... |
| 96056 | bring me to the party? |
| 96057 | CALIBAN. Yea, yea, my lord; I'll yield him t... |
| 96058 | Where thou mayst knock a nail into his head. |
| 96059 | ARIEL. Thou liest; thou canst not. |
| 96060 | CALIBAN. What a pied ninny's this! Thou scur... |
| 96061 | I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows, |
| 96062 | And take his bottle from him. When that's ... |
| 96063 | He shall drink nought but brine; for I'll ... |
| 96064 | Where the quick freshes are. |
| 96065 | STEPHANO. Trinculo, run into no further dang... |
| 96066 | the monster one word further and, by this ... |
| 96067 | my mercy out o' doors, and make a stock-fi... |
| 96068 | TRINCULO. Why, what did I? I did nothing. I'... |
| 96069 | off. |
| 96070 | STEPHANO. Didst thou not say he lied? |
| 96071 | ARIEL. Thou liest. |
| 96072 | STEPHANO. Do I so? Take thou that. [Beats h... |
| 96073 | this, give me the lie another time. |
| 96074 | TRINCULO. I did not give the lie. Out o' you... |
| 96075 | hearing too? A pox o' your bottle! This ca... |
| 96076 | drinking do. A murrain on your monster, an... |
| 96077 | take your fingers! |
| 96078 | CALIBAN. Ha, ha, ha! |
| 96079 | STEPHANO. Now, forward with your tale.-Prith... |
| 96080 | further off. |
| 96081 | CALIBAN. Beat him enough; after a little tim... |
| 96082 | him too. |
| 96083 | STEPHANO. Stand farther. Come, proceed. |
| 96084 | CALIBAN. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom ... |
| 96085 | I' th' afternoon to sleep; there thou mays... |
| 96086 | Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log |
| 96087 | Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake, |
| 96088 | Or cut his wezand with thy knife. Remember |
| 96089 | First to possess his books; for without them |
| 96090 | He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not |
| 96091 | One spirit to command; they all do hate him |
| 96092 | As rootedly as I. Burn but his books. |
| 96093 | He has brave utensils-for so he calls them- |
| 96094 | Which, when he has a house, he'll deck wit... |
| 96095 | And that most deeply to consider is |
| 96096 | The beauty of his daughter; he himself |
| 96097 | Calls her a nonpareil. I never saw a woman |
| 96098 | But only Sycorax my dam and she; |
| 96099 | But she as far surpasseth Sycorax |
| 96100 | As great'st does least. |
| 96101 | STEPHANO. Is it so brave a lass? |
| 96102 | CALIBAN. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, ... |
| 96103 | And bring thee forth brave brood. |
| 96104 | STEPHANO. Monster, I will kill this man; his... |
| 96105 | will be King and Queen-save our Graces!-an... |
| 96106 | and thyself shall be viceroys. Dost thou l... |
| 96107 | Trinculo? |
| 96108 | TRINCULO. Excellent. |
| 96109 | STEPHANO. Give me thy hand; I am sorry I bea... |
| 96110 | while thou liv'st, keep a good tongue in t... |
| 96111 | CALIBAN. Within this half hour will he be as... |
| 96112 | Wilt thou destroy him then? |
| 96113 | STEPHANO. Ay, on mine honour. |
| 96114 | ARIEL. This will I tell my master. |
| 96115 | CALIBAN. Thou mak'st me merry; I am full of ... |
| 96116 | Let us be jocund; will you troll the catch |
| 96117 | You taught me but while-ere? |
| 96118 | STEPHANO. At thy request, monster, I will do... |
| 96119 | reason. Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. ... |
| 96120 | Flout 'em and scout 'em, |
| 96121 | And scout 'em and flout 'em; |
| 96122 | Thought is free. |
| 96123 | CALIBAN. That's not the tune. |
| 96124 | [ARIEL plays the tune on... |
| 96125 | STEPHANO. What is this same? |
| 96126 | TRINCULO. This is the tune of our catch, pla... |
| 96127 | picture of Nobody. |
| 96128 | STEPHANO. If thou beest a man, show thyself ... |
| 96129 | likeness; if thou beest a devil, take't as... |
| 96130 | TRINCULO. O, forgive me my sins! |
| 96131 | STEPHANO. He that dies pays all debts. I def... |
| 96132 | upon us! |
| 96133 | CALIBAN. Art thou afeard? |
| 96134 | STEPHANO. No, monster, not I. |
| 96135 | CALIBAN. Be not afeard. The isle is full of ... |
| 96136 | Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight,... |
| 96137 | Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments |
| 96138 | Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes vo... |
| 96139 | That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, |
| 96140 | Will make me sleep again; and then, in dre... |
| 96141 | The clouds methought would open and show r... |
| 96142 | Ready to drop upon me, that, when I wak'd, |
| 96143 | I cried to dream again. |
| 96144 | STEPHANO. This will prove a brave kingdom to... |
| 96145 | shall have my music for nothing. |
| 96146 | CALIBAN. When Prospero is destroy'd. |
| 96147 | STEPHANO. That shall be by and by; I remembe... |
| 96148 | TRINCULO. The sound is going away; let's fol... |
| 96149 | after do our work. |
| 96150 | STEPHANO. Lead, monster; we'll follow. I wou... |
| 96151 | this taborer; he lays it on. |
| 96152 | TRINCULO. Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano. ... |
| 96153 | SCENE 3 |
| 96154 | Another part of the island |
| 96155 | Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, ADR... |
| 96156 | GONZALO. By'r lakin, I can go no further, sir; |
| 96157 | My old bones ache. Here's a maze trod, ind... |
| 96158 | Through forth-rights and meanders! By your... |
| 96159 | I needs must rest me. |
| 96160 | ALONSO. Old lord, I cannot blame thee, |
| 96161 | Who am myself attach'd with weariness |
| 96162 | To th' dulling of my spirits; sit down and... |
| 96163 | Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it |
| 96164 | No longer for my flatterer; he is drown'd |
| 96165 | Whom thus we stray to find, and the sea mocks |
| 96166 | Our frustrate search on land. Well, let hi... |
| 96167 | ANTONIO. [Aside to SEBASTIAN] I am right g... |
| 96168 | so out of hope. |
| 96169 | Do not, for one repulse, forgo the purpose |
| 96170 | That you resolv'd t' effect. |
| 96171 | SEBASTIAN. [Aside to ANTONIO] The next adv... |
| 96172 | Will we take throughly. |
| 96173 | ANTONIO. [Aside to SEBASTIAN] Let it be to... |
| 96174 | For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they |
| 96175 | Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance |
| 96176 | As when they are fresh. |
| 96177 | SEBASTIAN. [Aside to ANTONIO] I say, to-ni... |
| 96178 | Solemn and strange music; and PROSP... |
| 96179 | top, invisible. Enter several stran... |
| 96180 | bringing in a banquet; and dance ab... |
| 96181 | gentle actions of salutations; and ... |
| 96182 | KING, etc., to eat, they depart |
| 96183 | ALONSO. What harmony is this? My good friend... |
| 96184 | GONZALO. Marvellous sweet music! |
| 96185 | ALONSO. Give us kind keepers, heavens! What ... |
| 96186 | SEBASTIAN. A living drollery. Now I will bel... |
| 96187 | That there are unicorns; that in Arabia |
| 96188 | There is one tree, the phoenix' throne, on... |
| 96189 | At this hour reigning-there. |
| 96190 | ANTONIO. I'll believe both; |
| 96191 | And what does else want credit, come to me, |
| 96192 | And I'll be sworn 'tis true; travellers ne... |
| 96193 | Though fools at home condemn 'em. |
| 96194 | GONZALO. If in Naples |
| 96195 | I should report this now, would they belie... |
| 96196 | If I should say, I saw such islanders, |
| 96197 | For certes these are people of the island, |
| 96198 | Who though they are of monstrous shape yet... |
| 96199 | Their manners are more gentle-kind than of |
| 96200 | Our human generation you shall find |
| 96201 | Many, nay, almost any. |
| 96202 | PROSPERO. [Aside] Honest lord, |
| 96203 | Thou hast said well; for some of you there... |
| 96204 | Are worse than devils. |
| 96205 | ALONSO. I cannot too much muse |
| 96206 | Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound,... |
| 96207 | Although they want the use of tongue, a kind |
| 96208 | Of excellent dumb discourse. |
| 96209 | PROSPERO. [Aside] Praise in departing. |
| 96210 | FRANCISCO. They vanish'd strangely. |
| 96211 | SEBASTIAN. No matter, since |
| 96212 | They have left their viands behind; for we... |
| 96213 | Will't please you taste of what is here? |
| 96214 | ALONSO. Not I. |
| 96215 | GONZALO. Faith, sir, you need not fear. When... |
| 96216 | Who would believe that there were mountain... |
| 96217 | Dewlapp'd like bulls, whose throats had ha... |
| 96218 | Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men |
| 96219 | Whose heads stood in their breasts? which ... |
| 96220 | Each putter-out of five for one will bring us |
| 96221 | Good warrant of. |
| 96222 | ALONSO. I will stand to, and feed, |
| 96223 | Although my last; no matter, since I feel |
| 96224 | The best is past. Brother, my lord the Duke, |
| 96225 | Stand to, and do as we. |
| 96226 | Thunder and lightning. Enter ARIEL, lik... |
| 96227 | claps his wings upon the table; and, wi... |
| 96228 | device, the banquet vanishes |
| 96229 | ARIEL. You are three men of sin, whom Destiny, |
| 96230 | That hath to instrument this lower world |
| 96231 | And what is in't, the never-surfeited sea |
| 96232 | Hath caus'd to belch up you; and on this i... |
| 96233 | Where man doth not inhabit-you 'mongst men |
| 96234 | Being most unfit to live. I have made you ... |
| 96235 | And even with such-like valour men hang an... |
| 96236 | Their proper selves. |
| 96237 | [ALONSO, SEBASTIAN etc., ... |
| 96238 | You fools! I and my fellows |
| 96239 | Are ministers of Fate; the elements |
| 96240 | Of whom your swords are temper'd may as well |
| 96241 | Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at ... |
| 96242 | Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish |
| 96243 | One dowle that's in my plume; my fellow-mi... |
| 96244 | Are like invulnerable. If you could hurt, |
| 96245 | Your swords are now too massy for your str... |
| 96246 | And will not be uplifted. But remember- |
| 96247 | For that's my business to you-that you thr... |
| 96248 | From Milan did supplant good Prospero; |
| 96249 | Expos'd unto the sea, which hath requit it, |
| 96250 | Him, and his innocent child; for which fou... |
| 96251 | The pow'rs, delaying, not forgetting, have |
| 96252 | Incens'd the seas and shores, yea, all the... |
| 96253 | Against your peace. Thee of thy son, Alonso, |
| 96254 | They have bereft; and do pronounce by me |
| 96255 | Ling'ring perdition, worse than any death |
| 96256 | Can be at once, shall step by step attend |
| 96257 | You and your ways; whose wraths to guard y... |
| 96258 | Which here, in this most desolate isle, el... |
| 96259 | Upon your heads-is nothing but heart's sor... |
| 96260 | And a clear life ensuing. |
| 96261 | He vanishes in thunder; then, to soft ... |
| 96262 | the SHAPES again, and dance, with mock... |
| 96263 | and carrying out the table |
| 96264 | PROSPERO. Bravely the figure of this harpy h... |
| 96265 | Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devou... |
| 96266 | Of my instruction hast thou nothing bated |
| 96267 | In what thou hadst to say; so, with good life |
| 96268 | And observation strange, my meaner ministers |
| 96269 | Their several kinds have done. My high cha... |
| 96270 | And these mine enemies are all knit up |
| 96271 | In their distractions. They now are in my ... |
| 96272 | And in these fits I leave them, while I visit |
| 96273 | Young Ferdinand, whom they suppose is drow... |
| 96274 | And his and mine lov'd darling. ... |
| 96275 | GONZALO. I' th' name of something holy, sir,... |
| 96276 | In this strange stare? |
| 96277 | ALONSO. O, it is monstrous, monstrous! |
| 96278 | Methought the billows spoke, and told me o... |
| 96279 | The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, |
| 96280 | That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd |
| 96281 | The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass. |
| 96282 | Therefore my son i' th' ooze is bedded; and |
| 96283 | I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sou... |
| 96284 | And with him there lie mudded. ... |
| 96285 | SEBASTIAN. But one fiend at a time, |
| 96286 | I'll fight their legions o'er. |
| 96287 | ANTONIO. I'll be thy second. Exeunt SEB... |
| 96288 | GONZALO. All three of them are desperate; th... |
| 96289 | Like poison given to work a great time after, |
| 96290 | Now gins to bite the spirits. I do beseech... |
| 96291 | That are of suppler joints, follow them sw... |
| 96292 | And hinder them from what this ecstasy |
| 96293 | May now provoke them to. |
| 96294 | ADRIAN. Follow, I pray you. ... |
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| 96303 | ACT IV. SCENE 1 |
| 96304 | Before PROSPERO'S cell |
| 96305 | Enter PROSPERO, FERDINAND, and MIRANDA |
| 96306 | PROSPERO. If I have too austerely punish'd you, |
| 96307 | Your compensation makes amends; for |
| 96308 | Have given you here a third of mine own life, |
| 96309 | Or that for which I live; who once again |
| 96310 | I tender to thy hand. All thy vexations |
| 96311 | Were but my trials of thy love, and thou |
| 96312 | Hast strangely stood the test; here, afore... |
| 96313 | I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand! |
| 96314 | Do not smile at me that I boast her off, |
| 96315 | For thou shalt find she will outstrip all ... |
| 96316 | And make it halt behind her. |
| 96317 | FERDINAND. I do believe it |
| 96318 | Against an oracle. |
| 96319 | PROSPERO. Then, as my gift, and thine own ac... |
| 96320 | Wort'hily purchas'd, take my daughter. But |
| 96321 | If thou dost break her virgin-knot before |
| 96322 | All sanctimonious ceremonies may |
| 96323 | With full and holy rite be minist'red, |
| 96324 | No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall |
| 96325 | To make this contract grow; but barren hate, |
| 96326 | Sour-ey'd disdain, and discord, shall bestrew |
| 96327 | The union of your bed with weeds so loathly |
| 96328 | That you shall hate it both. Therefore tak... |
| 96329 | As Hymen's lamps shall light you. |
| 96330 | FERDINAND. As I hope |
| 96331 | For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, |
| 96332 | With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den, |
| 96333 | The most opportune place, the strong'st su... |
| 96334 | Our worser genius can, shall never melt |
| 96335 | Mine honour into lust, to take away |
| 96336 | The edge of that day's celebration, |
| 96337 | When I shall think or Phoebus' steeds are ... |
| 96338 | Or Night kept chain'd below. |
| 96339 | PROSPERO. Fairly spoke. |
| 96340 | Sit, then, and talk with her; she is thine... |
| 96341 | What, Ariel! my industrious servant, Ariel! |
| 96342 | Enter ARIEL |
| 96343 | ARIEL. What would my potent master? Here I am. |
| 96344 | PROSPERO. Thou and thy meaner fellows your l... |
| 96345 | Did worthily perform; and I must use you |
| 96346 | In such another trick. Go bring the rabble, |
| 96347 | O'er whom I give thee pow'r, here to this ... |
| 96348 | Incite them to quick motion; for I must |
| 96349 | Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple |
| 96350 | Some vanity of mine art; it is my promise, |
| 96351 | And they expect it from me. |
| 96352 | ARIEL. Presently? |
| 96353 | PROSPERO. Ay, with a twink. |
| 96354 | ARIEL. Before you can say 'come' and 'go,' |
| 96355 | And breathe twice, and cry 'so, so,' |
| 96356 | Each one, tripping on his toe, |
| 96357 | Will be here with mop and mow. |
| 96358 | Do you love me, master? No? |
| 96359 | PROSPERO. Dearly, my delicate Ariel. Do not ... |
| 96360 | Till thou dost hear me call. |
| 96361 | ARIEL. Well! I conceive. ... |
| 96362 | PROSPERO. Look thou be true; do not give dal... |
| 96363 | Too much the rein; the strongest oaths are... |
| 96364 | To th' fire i' th' blood. Be more abstemious, |
| 96365 | Or else good night your vow! |
| 96366 | FERDINAND. I warrant you, sir, |
| 96367 | The white cold virgin snow upon my heart |
| 96368 | Abates the ardour of my liver. |
| 96369 | PROSPERO. Well! |
| 96370 | Now come, my Ariel, bring a corollary, |
| 96371 | Rather than want a spirit; appear, and per... |
| 96372 | No tongue! All eyes! Be silent. ... |
| 96373 | Enter IRIS |
| 96374 | IRIS. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas |
| 96375 | Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and ... |
| 96376 | Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling s... |
| 96377 | And flat meads thatch'd with stover, them ... |
| 96378 | Thy banks with pioned and twilled brims, |
| 96379 | Which spongy April at thy hest betrims, |
| 96380 | To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy... |
| 96381 | Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves, |
| 96382 | Being lass-lorn; thy pole-clipt vineyard; |
| 96383 | And thy sea-marge, sterile and rocky hard, |
| 96384 | Where thou thyself dost air-the Queen o' t... |
| 96385 | Whose wat'ry arch and messenger am I, |
| 96386 | Bids thee leave these; and with her sovere... |
| 96387 | Here on this grass-plot, in this very place, |
| 96388 | To come and sport. Her peacocks fly amain. |
| 96389 | [JUNO de... |
| 96390 | Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain. |
| 96391 | Enter CERES |
| 96392 | CERES. Hail, many-coloured messenger, that n... |
| 96393 | Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter; |
| 96394 | Who, with thy saffron wings, upon my flow'rs |
| 96395 | Diffusest honey drops, refreshing show'rs; |
| 96396 | And with each end of thy blue bow dost cro... |
| 96397 | My bosky acres and my unshrubb'd down, |
| 96398 | Rich scarf to my proud earth-why hath thy ... |
| 96399 | Summon'd me hither to this short-grass'd g... |
| 96400 | IRIS. A contract of true love to celebrate, |
| 96401 | And some donation freely to estate |
| 96402 | On the blest lovers. |
| 96403 | CERES. Tell me, heavenly bow, |
| 96404 | If Venus or her son, as thou dost know, |
| 96405 | Do now attend the Queen? Since they did plot |
| 96406 | The means that dusky Dis my daughter got, |
| 96407 | Her and her blind boy's scandal'd company |
| 96408 | I have forsworn. |
| 96409 | IRIS. Of her society |
| 96410 | Be not afraid. I met her Deity |
| 96411 | Cutting the clouds towards Paphos, and her... |
| 96412 | Dove-drawn with her. Here thought they to ... |
| 96413 | Some wanton charm upon this man and maid, |
| 96414 | Whose vows are that no bed-rite shall be paid |
| 96415 | Till Hymen's torch be lighted; but in vain. |
| 96416 | Mars's hot minion is return'd again; |
| 96417 | Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows, |
| 96418 | Swears he will shoot no more, but play wit... |
| 96419 | And be a boy right out. ... |
| 96420 | CERES. Highest Queen of State, |
| 96421 | Great Juno, comes; I know her by her gait. |
| 96422 | JUNO. How does my bounteous sister? Go with me |
| 96423 | To bless this twain, that they may prosper... |
| 96424 | And honour'd in their issue. ... |
| 96425 | JUNO. Honour, riches, marriage-blessing, |
| 96426 | Long continuance, and increasing, |
| 96427 | Hourly joys be still upon you! |
| 96428 | Juno sings her blessings on you. |
| 96429 | CERES. Earth's increase, foison plenty, |
| 96430 | Barns and gamers never empty; |
| 96431 | Vines with clust'ring bunches growing, |
| 96432 | Plants with goodly burden bowing; |
| 96433 | Spring come to you at the farthest, |
| 96434 | In the very end of harvest! |
| 96435 | Scarcity and want shall shun you, |
| 96436 | Ceres' blessing so is on you. |
| 96437 | FERDINAND. This is a most majestic vision, and |
| 96438 | Harmonious charmingly. May I be bold |
| 96439 | To think these spirits? |
| 96440 | PROSPERO. Spirits, which by mine art |
| 96441 | I have from their confines call'd to enact |
| 96442 | My present fancies. |
| 96443 | FERDINAND. Let me live here ever; |
| 96444 | So rare a wond'red father and a wise |
| 96445 | Makes this place Paradise. |
| 96446 | [JUNO and CERES whisper, and send I... |
| 96447 | PROSPERO. Sweet now, silence; |
| 96448 | Juno and Ceres whisper seriously. |
| 96449 | There's something else to do; hush, and be... |
| 96450 | Or else our spell is marr'd. |
| 96451 | IRIS. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the wind... |
| 96452 | With your sedg'd crowns and ever harmless ... |
| 96453 | Leave your crisp channels, and on this gre... |
| 96454 | Answer your summons; Juno does command. |
| 96455 | Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate |
| 96456 | A contract of true love; be not too late. |
| 96457 | Enter certain NYMPHS |
| 96458 | You sun-burnt sicklemen, of August weary, |
| 96459 | Come hither from the furrow, and be merry; |
| 96460 | Make holiday; your rye-straw hats put on, |
| 96461 | And these fresh nymphs encounter every one |
| 96462 | In country footing. |
| 96463 | Enter certain REAPERS, properly habite... |
| 96464 | with the NYMPHS in a graceful dance; ... |
| 96465 | end whereof PROSPERO starts suddenly,... |
| 96466 | after which, to a strange, hollow, a... |
| 96467 | noise, they heavily vanish |
| 96468 | PROSPERO. [Aside] I had forgot that foul c... |
| 96469 | Of the beast Caliban and his confederates |
| 96470 | Against my life; the minute of their plot |
| 96471 | Is almost come. [To the SPIRITS] Well do... |
| 96472 | more! |
| 96473 | FERDINAND. This is strange; your father's in... |
| 96474 | That works him strongly. |
| 96475 | MIRANDA. Never till this day |
| 96476 | Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'd. |
| 96477 | PROSPERO. You do look, my son, in a mov'd sort, |
| 96478 | As if you were dismay'd; be cheerful, sir. |
| 96479 | Our revels now are ended. These our actors, |
| 96480 | As I foretold you, were all spirits, and |
| 96481 | Are melted into air, into thin air; |
| 96482 | And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, |
| 96483 | The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous pala... |
| 96484 | The solemn temples, the great globe itself, |
| 96485 | Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, |
| 96486 | And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, |
| 96487 | Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff |
| 96488 | As dreams are made on; and our little life |
| 96489 | Is rounded with a sleep. Sir, I am vex'd; |
| 96490 | Bear with my weakness; my old brain is tro... |
| 96491 | Be not disturb'd with my infirmity. |
| 96492 | If you be pleas'd, retire into my cell |
| 96493 | And there repose; a turn or two I'll walk |
| 96494 | To still my beating mind. |
| 96495 | FERDINAND, MIRANDA. We wish your peace. ... |
| 96496 | PROSPERO. Come, with a thought. I thank thee... |
| 96497 | Enter ARIEL |
| 96498 | ARIEL. Thy thoughts I cleave to. What's thy ... |
| 96499 | PROSPERO. Spirit, |
| 96500 | We must prepare to meet with Caliban. |
| 96501 | ARIEL. Ay, my commander. When I presented 'C... |
| 96502 | I thought to have told thee of it; but I f... |
| 96503 | Lest I might anger thee. |
| 96504 | PROSPERO. Say again, where didst thou leave ... |
| 96505 | ARIEL. I told you, sir, they were red-hot wi... |
| 96506 | So full of valour that they smote the air |
| 96507 | For breathing in their faces; beat the ground |
| 96508 | For kissing of their feet; yet always bending |
| 96509 | Towards their project. Then I beat my tabor, |
| 96510 | At which like unback'd colts they prick'd ... |
| 96511 | Advanc'd their eyelids, lifted up their noses |
| 96512 | As they smelt music; so I charm'd their cars, |
| 96513 | That calf-like they my lowing follow'd thr... |
| 96514 | Tooth'd briers, sharp furzes, pricking gos... |
| 96515 | Which ent'red their frail shins. At last I... |
| 96516 | I' th' filthy mantled pool beyond your cell, |
| 96517 | There dancing up to th' chins, that the fo... |
| 96518 | O'erstunk their feet. |
| 96519 | PROSPERO. This was well done, my bird. |
| 96520 | Thy shape invisible retain thou still. |
| 96521 | The trumpery in my house, go bring it hither |
| 96522 | For stale to catch these thieves. |
| 96523 | ARIEL. I go, I go. ... |
| 96524 | PROSPERO. A devil, a born devil, on whose na... |
| 96525 | Nurture can never stick; on whom my pains, |
| 96526 | Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost; |
| 96527 | And as with age his body uglier grows, |
| 96528 | So his mind cankers. I will plague them all, |
| 96529 | Even to roaring. |
| 96530 | Re-enter ARIEL, loaden with glistering ... |
| 96531 | Come, hang them on this line. |
| 96532 | [PROSPERO and ARIEL ... |
| 96533 | Enter CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO... |
| 96534 | CALIBAN. Pray you, tread softly, that the bl... |
| 96535 | Hear a foot fall; we now are near his cell. |
| 96536 | STEPHANO. Monster, your fairy, which you say... |
| 96537 | fairy, has done little better than play'd ... |
| 96538 | TRINCULO. Monster, I do smell all horse-piss... |
| 96539 | nose is in great indignation. |
| 96540 | STEPHANO. So is mine. Do you hear, monster? ... |
| 96541 | take a displeasure against you, look you- |
| 96542 | TRINCULO. Thou wert but a lost monster. |
| 96543 | CALIBAN. Good my lord, give me thy favour st... |
| 96544 | Be patient, for the prize I'll bring thee to |
| 96545 | Shall hoodwink this mischance; therefore s... |
| 96546 | All's hush'd as midnight yet. |
| 96547 | TRINCULO. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the... |
| 96548 | STEPHANO. There is not only disgrace and dis... |
| 96549 | that, monster, but an infinite loss. |
| 96550 | TRINCULO. That's more to me than my wetting;... |
| 96551 | your harmless fairy, monster. |
| 96552 | STEPHANO. I will fetch off my bottle, though... |
| 96553 | ears for my labour. |
| 96554 | CALIBAN. Prithee, my king, be quiet. Seest t... |
| 96555 | This is the mouth o' th' cell; no noise, a... |
| 96556 | Do that good mischief which may make this ... |
| 96557 | Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban, |
| 96558 | For aye thy foot-licker. |
| 96559 | STEPHANO. Give me thy hand. I do begin to ha... |
| 96560 | thoughts. |
| 96561 | TRINCULO. O King Stephano! O peer! O worthy ... |
| 96562 | Look what a wardrobe here is for thee! |
| 96563 | CALIBAN. Let it alone, thou fool; it is but ... |
| 96564 | TRINCULO. O, ho, monster; we know what belon... |
| 96565 | frippery. O King Stephano! |
| 96566 | STEPHANO. Put off that gown, Trinculo; by th... |
| 96567 | have that gown. |
| 96568 | TRINCULO. Thy Grace shall have it. |
| 96569 | CALIBAN. The dropsy drown this fool! What do... |
| 96570 | To dote thus on such luggage? Let 't alone, |
| 96571 | And do the murder first. If he awake, |
| 96572 | From toe to crown he'll fill our skins wit... |
| 96573 | Make us strange stuff. |
| 96574 | STEPHANO. Be you quiet, monster. Mistress li... |
| 96575 | this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under th... |
| 96576 | jerkin, you are like to lose your hair, an... |
| 96577 | jerkin. |
| 96578 | TRINCULO. Do, do. We steal by line and level... |
| 96579 | your Grace. |
| 96580 | STEPHANO. I thank thee for that jest; here's... |
| 96581 | for't. Wit shall not go unrewarded while I... |
| 96582 | this country. 'Steal by line and level' is... |
| 96583 | pass of pate; there's another garmet for't. |
| 96584 | TRINCULO. Monster, come, put some lime upon ... |
| 96585 | and away with the rest. |
| 96586 | CALIBAN. I will have none on't. We shall los... |
| 96587 | And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes |
| 96588 | With foreheads villainous low. |
| 96589 | STEPHANO. Monster, lay-to your fingers; help... |
| 96590 | away where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll... |
| 96591 | of my kingdom. Go to, carry this. |
| 96592 | TRINCULO. And this. |
| 96593 | STEPHANO. Ay, and this. |
| 96594 | A noise of hunters beard. Enter dive... |
| 96595 | shape of dogs and hounds, bunting... |
| 96596 | PROSPERO and ARIEL setting ... |
| 96597 | PROSPERO. Hey, Mountain, hey! |
| 96598 | ARIEL. Silver! there it goes, Silver! |
| 96599 | PROSPERO. Fury, Fury! There, Tyrant, there! ... |
| 96600 | [CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCU... |
| 96601 | Go charge my goblins that they grind their... |
| 96602 | With dry convulsions, shorten up their sinews |
| 96603 | With aged cramps, and more pinch-spotted m... |
| 96604 | Than pard or cat o' mountain. |
| 96605 | ARIEL. Hark, they roar. |
| 96606 | PROSPERO. Let them be hunted soundly. At thi... |
| 96607 | Lies at my mercy all mine enemies. |
| 96608 | Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou |
| 96609 | Shalt have the air at freedom; for a little |
| 96610 | Follow, and do me service. ... |
| 96611 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 96612 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 96613 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 96614 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 96615 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 96616 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 96617 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
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| 96619 | ACT V. SCENE 1 |
| 96620 | Before PROSPERO'S cell |
| 96621 | Enter PROSPERO in his magic robes, and ARIEL |
| 96622 | PROSPERO. Now does my project gather to a head; |
| 96623 | My charms crack not, my spirits obey; and ... |
| 96624 | Goes upright with his carriage. How's the ... |
| 96625 | ARIEL. On the sixth hour; at which time, my ... |
| 96626 | You said our work should cease. |
| 96627 | PROSPERO. I did say so, |
| 96628 | When first I rais'd the tempest. Say, my s... |
| 96629 | How fares the King and 's followers? |
| 96630 | ARIEL. Confin'd together |
| 96631 | In the same fashion as you gave in charge; |
| 96632 | Just as you left them; all prisoners, sir, |
| 96633 | In the line-grove which weather-fends your... |
| 96634 | They cannot budge till your release. The K... |
| 96635 | His brother, and yours, abide all three di... |
| 96636 | And the remainder mourning over them, |
| 96637 | Brim full of sorrow and dismay; but chiefly |
| 96638 | Him you term'd, sir, 'the good old lord, G... |
| 96639 | His tears run down his beard, like winter'... |
| 96640 | From eaves of reeds. Your charm so strongl... |
| 96641 | That if you now beheld them your affections |
| 96642 | Would become tender. |
| 96643 | PROSPERO. Dost thou think so, spirit? |
| 96644 | ARIEL. Mine would, sir, were I human. |
| 96645 | PROSPERO. And mine shall. |
| 96646 | Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a f... |
| 96647 | Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, |
| 96648 | One of their kind, that relish all as shar... |
| 96649 | Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than th... |
| 96650 | Though with their high wrongs I am struck ... |
| 96651 | Yet with my nobler reason 'gainst my fury |
| 96652 | Do I take part; the rarer action is |
| 96653 | In virtue than in vengeance; they being pe... |
| 96654 | The sole drift of my purpose doth extend |
| 96655 | Not a frown further. Go release them, Ariel; |
| 96656 | My charms I'll break, their senses I'll re... |
| 96657 | And they shall be themselves. |
| 96658 | ARIEL. I'll fetch them, sir. ... |
| 96659 | PROSPERO. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standin... |
| 96660 | groves; |
| 96661 | And ye that on the sands with printless foot |
| 96662 | Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him |
| 96663 | When he comes back; you demi-puppets that |
| 96664 | By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, |
| 96665 | Whereof the ewe not bites; and you whose p... |
| 96666 | Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice |
| 96667 | To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid- |
| 96668 | Weak masters though ye be-I have be-dimm'd |
| 96669 | The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinou... |
| 96670 | And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault |
| 96671 | Set roaring war. To the dread rattling thu... |
| 96672 | Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout... |
| 96673 | With his own bolt; the strong-bas'd promon... |
| 96674 | Have I made shake, and by the spurs pluck'... |
| 96675 | The pine and cedar. Graves at my command |
| 96676 | Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd, and let '... |
| 96677 | By my so potent art. But this rough magic |
| 96678 | I here abjure; and, when I have requir'd |
| 96679 | Some heavenly music-which even now I do- |
| 96680 | To work mine end upon their senses that |
| 96681 | This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, |
| 96682 | Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, |
| 96683 | And deeper than did ever plummet sound |
| 96684 | I'll drown my book. ... |
| 96685 | Here enters ARIEL before; then ALO... |
| 96686 | frantic gesture, attended by GONZALO... |
| 96687 | and ANTONIO in like manner, attende... |
| 96688 | and FRANCISCO. They all enter the c... |
| 96689 | PROSPERO had made, and there stand c... |
| 96690 | PROSPERO observing, speaks |
| 96691 | A solemn air, and the best comforter |
| 96692 | To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains, |
| 96693 | Now useless, boil'd within thy skull! Ther... |
| 96694 | For you are spell-stopp'd. |
| 96695 | Holy Gonzalo, honourable man, |
| 96696 | Mine eyes, ev'n sociable to the show of th... |
| 96697 | Fall fellowly drops. The charm dissolves a... |
| 96698 | And as the morning steals upon the night, |
| 96699 | Melting the darkness, so their rising senses |
| 96700 | Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle |
| 96701 | Their clearer reason. O good Gonzalo, |
| 96702 | My true preserver, and a loyal sir |
| 96703 | To him thou follow'st! I will pay thy graces |
| 96704 | Home both in word and deed. Most cruelly |
| 96705 | Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter; |
| 96706 | Thy brother was a furtherer in the act. |
| 96707 | Thou art pinch'd for't now, Sebastian. Fle... |
| 96708 | You, brother mine, that entertain'd ambition, |
| 96709 | Expell'd remorse and nature, who, with Seb... |
| 96710 | Whose inward pinches therefore are most st... |
| 96711 | Would here have kill'd your king, I do for... |
| 96712 | Unnatural though thou art. Their understan... |
| 96713 | Begins to swell, and the approaching tide |
| 96714 | Will shortly fill the reasonable shore |
| 96715 | That now lies foul and muddy. Not one of them |
| 96716 | That yet looks on me, or would know me. Ar... |
| 96717 | Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell; ... |
| 96718 | I will discase me, and myself present |
| 96719 | As I was sometime Milan. Quickly, spirit |
| 96720 | Thou shalt ere long be free. |
| 96721 | ARIEL, on returning, sings and helps t... |
| 96722 | Where the bee sucks, there suck I; |
| 96723 | In a cowslip's bell I lie; |
| 96724 | There I couch when owls do cry. |
| 96725 | On the bat's back I do fly |
| 96726 | After summer merrily. |
| 96727 | Merrily, merrily shall I live now |
| 96728 | Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. |
| 96729 | PROSPERO. Why, that's my dainty Ariel! I sha... |
| 96730 | But yet thou shalt have freedom. So, so, so. |
| 96731 | To the King's ship, invisible as thou art; |
| 96732 | There shalt thou find the mariners asleep |
| 96733 | Under the hatches; the master and the boat... |
| 96734 | Being awake, enforce them to this place; |
| 96735 | And presently, I prithee. |
| 96736 | ARIEL. I drink the air before me, and return |
| 96737 | Or ere your pulse twice beat. ... |
| 96738 | GONZALO. All torment, trouble, wonder and am... |
| 96739 | Inhabits here. Some heavenly power guide us |
| 96740 | Out of this fearful country! |
| 96741 | PROSPERO. Behold, Sir King, |
| 96742 | The wronged Duke of Milan, Prospero. |
| 96743 | For more assurance that a living prince |
| 96744 | Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body; |
| 96745 | And to thee and thy company I bid |
| 96746 | A hearty welcome. |
| 96747 | ALONSO. Whe'er thou be'st he or no, |
| 96748 | Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me, |
| 96749 | As late I have been, I not know. Thy pulse |
| 96750 | Beats, as of flesh and blood; and, since I... |
| 96751 | Th' affliction of my mind amends, with which, |
| 96752 | I fear, a madness held me. This must crave- |
| 96753 | An if this be at all-a most strange story. |
| 96754 | Thy dukedom I resign, and do entreat |
| 96755 | Thou pardon me my wrongs. But how should P... |
| 96756 | Be living and be here? |
| 96757 | PROSPERO. First, noble friend, |
| 96758 | Let me embrace thine age, whose honour cannot |
| 96759 | Be measur'd or confin'd. |
| 96760 | GONZALO. Whether this be |
| 96761 | Or be not, I'll not swear. |
| 96762 | PROSPERO. You do yet taste |
| 96763 | Some subtleties o' th' isle, that will not... |
| 96764 | Believe things certain. Welcome, my friend... |
| 96765 | [Aside to SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO] But you,... |
| 96766 | lords, were I so minded, |
| 96767 | I here could pluck his Highness' frown upo... |
| 96768 | And justify you traitors; at this time |
| 96769 | I will tell no tales. |
| 96770 | SEBASTIAN. [Aside] The devil speaks in him. |
| 96771 | PROSPERO. No. |
| 96772 | For you, most wicked sir, whom to call bro... |
| 96773 | Would even infect my mouth, I do forgive |
| 96774 | Thy rankest fault-all of them; and require |
| 96775 | My dukedom of thee, which perforce I know |
| 96776 | Thou must restore. |
| 96777 | ALONSO. If thou beest Prospero, |
| 96778 | Give us particulars of thy preservation; |
| 96779 | How thou hast met us here, whom three hour... |
| 96780 | Were wreck'd upon this shore; where I have... |
| 96781 | How sharp the point of this remembrance is!- |
| 96782 | My dear son Ferdinand. |
| 96783 | PROSPERO. I am woe for't, sir. |
| 96784 | ALONSO. Irreparable is the loss; and patience |
| 96785 | Says it is past her cure. |
| 96786 | PROSPERO. I rather think |
| 96787 | You have not sought her help, of whose sof... |
| 96788 | For the like loss I have her sovereign aid, |
| 96789 | And rest myself content. |
| 96790 | ALONSO. You the like loss! |
| 96791 | PROSPERO. As great to me as late; and, suppo... |
| 96792 | To make the dear loss, have I means much w... |
| 96793 | Than you may call to comfort you, for I |
| 96794 | Have lost my daughter. |
| 96795 | ALONSO. A daughter! |
| 96796 | O heavens, that they were living both in N... |
| 96797 | The King and Queen there! That they were, ... |
| 96798 | Myself were mudded in that oozy bed |
| 96799 | Where my son lies. When did you lose your ... |
| 96800 | PROSPERO. In this last tempest. I perceive t... |
| 96801 | At this encounter do so much admire |
| 96802 | That they devour their reason, and scarce ... |
| 96803 | Their eyes do offices of truth, their words |
| 96804 | Are natural breath; but, howsoe'er you have |
| 96805 | Been justled from your senses, know for ce... |
| 96806 | That I am Prospero, and that very duke |
| 96807 | Which was thrust forth of Milan; who most ... |
| 96808 | Upon this shore, where you were wrecked, w... |
| 96809 | To be the lord on't. No more yet of this; |
| 96810 | For 'tis a chronicle of day by day, |
| 96811 | Not a relation for a breakfast, nor |
| 96812 | Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir; |
| 96813 | This cell's my court; here have I few atte... |
| 96814 | And subjects none abroad; pray you, look in. |
| 96815 | My dukedom since you have given me again, |
| 96816 | I will requite you with as good a thing; |
| 96817 | At least bring forth a wonder, to content ye |
| 96818 | As much as me my dukedom. |
| 96819 | Here PROSPERO discovers FERDINAND an... |
| 96820 | playing at chess |
| 96821 | MIRANDA. Sweet lord, you play me false. |
| 96822 | FERDINAND. No, my dearest love, |
| 96823 | I would not for the world. |
| 96824 | MIRANDA. Yes, for a score of kingdoms you sh... |
| 96825 | And I would call it fair play. |
| 96826 | ALONSO. If this prove |
| 96827 | A vision of the island, one dear son |
| 96828 | Shall I twice lose. |
| 96829 | SEBASTIAN. A most high miracle! |
| 96830 | FERDINAND. Though the seas threaten, they ar... |
| 96831 | I have curs'd them without cause. ... |
| 96832 | ALONSO. Now all the blessings |
| 96833 | Of a glad father compass thee about! |
| 96834 | Arise, and say how thou cam'st here. |
| 96835 | MIRANDA. O, wonder! |
| 96836 | How many goodly creatures are there here! |
| 96837 | How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world |
| 96838 | That has such people in't! |
| 96839 | PROSPERO. 'Tis new to thee. |
| 96840 | ALONSO. What is this maid with whom thou was... |
| 96841 | Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three h... |
| 96842 | Is she the goddess that hath sever'd us, |
| 96843 | And brought us thus together? |
| 96844 | FERDINAND. Sir, she is mortal; |
| 96845 | But by immortal Providence she's mine. |
| 96846 | I chose her when I could not ask my father |
| 96847 | For his advice, nor thought I had one. She |
| 96848 | Is daughter to this famous Duke of Milan, |
| 96849 | Of whom so often I have heard renown |
| 96850 | But never saw before; of whom I have |
| 96851 | Receiv'd a second life; and second father |
| 96852 | This lady makes him to me. |
| 96853 | ALONSO. I am hers. |
| 96854 | But, O, how oddly will it sound that I |
| 96855 | Must ask my child forgiveness! |
| 96856 | PROSPERO. There, sir, stop; |
| 96857 | Let us not burden our remembrances with |
| 96858 | A heaviness that's gone. |
| 96859 | GONZALO. I have inly wept, |
| 96860 | Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, ... |
| 96861 | And on this couple drop a blessed crown; |
| 96862 | For it is you that have chalk'd forth the way |
| 96863 | Which brought us hither. |
| 96864 | ALONSO. I say, Amen, Gonzalo! |
| 96865 | GONZALO. Was Milan thrust from Milan, that h... |
| 96866 | Should become Kings of Naples? O, rejoice |
| 96867 | Beyond a common joy, and set it down |
| 96868 | With gold on lasting pillars: in one voyage |
| 96869 | Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis; |
| 96870 | And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife |
| 96871 | Where he himself was lost; Prospero his du... |
| 96872 | In a poor isle; and all of us ourselves |
| 96873 | When no man was his own. |
| 96874 | ALONSO. [To FERDINAND and MIRANDA] Give me... |
| 96875 | hands. |
| 96876 | Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart |
| 96877 | That doth not wish you joy. |
| 96878 | GONZALO. Be it so. Amen! |
| 96879 | Re-enter ARIEL, with the MASTER and... |
| 96880 | amazedly following |
| 96881 | O look, sir; look, sir! Here is more of us! |
| 96882 | I prophesied, if a gallows were on land, |
| 96883 | This fellow could not drown. Now, blasphemy, |
| 96884 | That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath... |
| 96885 | Hast thou no mouth by land? What is the news? |
| 96886 | BOATSWAIN. The best news is that we have saf... |
| 96887 | Our King and company; the next, our ship- |
| 96888 | Which but three glasses since we gave out ... |
| 96889 | Is tight and yare, and bravely rigg'd, as ... |
| 96890 | We first put out to sea. |
| 96891 | ARIEL. [Aside to PROSPERO] Sir, all this s... |
| 96892 | Have I done since I went. |
| 96893 | PROSPERO. [Aside to ARIEL] My tricksy spirit! |
| 96894 | ALONSO. These are not natural events; they s... |
| 96895 | From strange to stranger. Say, how came yo... |
| 96896 | BOATSWAIN. If I did think, sir, I were well ... |
| 96897 | I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sl... |
| 96898 | And-how, we know not-all clapp'd under hat... |
| 96899 | Where, but even now, with strange and seve... |
| 96900 | Of roaring, shrieking, howling, jingling c... |
| 96901 | And moe diversity of sounds, all horrible, |
| 96902 | We were awak'd; straightway at liberty; |
| 96903 | Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld |
| 96904 | Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master |
| 96905 | Cap'ring to eye her. On a trice, so please... |
| 96906 | Even in a dream, were we divided from them, |
| 96907 | And were brought moping hither. |
| 96908 | ARIEL. [Aside to PROSPERO] Was't well done? |
| 96909 | PROSPERO. [Aside to ARIEL] Bravely, my dil... |
| 96910 | shalt be free. |
| 96911 | ALONSO. This is as strange a maze as e'er me... |
| 96912 | And there is in this business more than na... |
| 96913 | Was ever conduct of. Some oracle |
| 96914 | Must rectify our knowledge. |
| 96915 | PROSPERO. Sir, my liege, |
| 96916 | Do not infest your mind with beating on |
| 96917 | The strangeness of this business; at pick'... |
| 96918 | Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolv... |
| 96919 | Which to you shall seem probable, of every |
| 96920 | These happen'd accidents; till when, be ch... |
| 96921 | And think of each thing well. [Aside to A... |
| 96922 | hither, spirit; |
| 96923 | Set Caliban and his companions free; |
| 96924 | Untie the spell. [Exit ARIEL] How fares ... |
| 96925 | There are yet missing of your company |
| 96926 | Some few odd lads that you remember not. |
| 96927 | Re-enter ARIEL, driving in CALIBAN, S... |
| 96928 | TRINCULO, in their stolen apparel |
| 96929 | STEPHANO. Every man shift for all the rest, ... |
| 96930 | take care for himself; for all is but fort... |
| 96931 | bully-monster, coragio! |
| 96932 | TRINCULO. If these be true spies which I wea... |
| 96933 | here's a goodly sight. |
| 96934 | CALIBAN. O Setebos, these be brave spirits i... |
| 96935 | How fine my master is! I am afraid |
| 96936 | He will chastise me. |
| 96937 | SEBASTIAN. Ha, ha! |
| 96938 | What things are these, my lord Antonio? |
| 96939 | Will money buy'em? |
| 96940 | ANTONIO. Very like; one of them |
| 96941 | Is a plain fish, and no doubt marketable. |
| 96942 | PROSPERO. Mark but the badges of these men, ... |
| 96943 | Then say if they be true. This mis-shapen ... |
| 96944 | His mother was a witch, and one so strong |
| 96945 | That could control the moon, make flows an... |
| 96946 | And deal in her command without her power. |
| 96947 | These three have robb'd me; and this demi-... |
| 96948 | For he's a bastard one-had plotted with them |
| 96949 | To take my life. Two of these fellows you |
| 96950 | Must know and own; this thing of darkness I |
| 96951 | Acknowledge mine. |
| 96952 | CALIBAN. I shall be pinch'd to death. |
| 96953 | ALONSO. Is not this Stephano, my drunken but... |
| 96954 | SEBASTIAN. He is drunk now; where had he wine? |
| 96955 | ALONSO. And Trinculo is reeling ripe; where ... |
| 96956 | Find this grand liquor that hath gilded 'em? |
| 96957 | How cam'st thou in this pickle? |
| 96958 | TRINCULO. I have been in such a pickle since... |
| 96959 | last that, I fear me, will never out of my... |
| 96960 | shall not fear fly-blowing. |
| 96961 | SEBASTIAN. Why, how now, Stephano! |
| 96962 | STEPHANO. O, touch me not; I am not Stephano... |
| 96963 | cramp. |
| 96964 | PROSPERO. You'd be king o' the isle, sirrah? |
| 96965 | STEPHANO. I should have been a sore one, then. |
| 96966 | ALONSO. [Pointing to CALIBAN] This is as s... |
| 96967 | as e'er I look'd on. |
| 96968 | PROSPERO. He is as disproportioned in his ma... |
| 96969 | As in his shape. Go, sirrah, to my cell; |
| 96970 | Take with you your companions; as you look |
| 96971 | To have my pardon, trim it handsomely. |
| 96972 | CALIBAN. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise h... |
| 96973 | And seek for grace. What a thrice-double ass |
| 96974 | Was I to take this drunkard for a god, |
| 96975 | And worship this dull fool! |
| 96976 | PROSPERO. Go to; away! |
| 96977 | ALONSO. Hence, and bestow your luggage where... |
| 96978 | SEBASTIAN. Or stole it, rather. |
| 96979 | Exeunt CALIBAN, STEP... |
| 96980 | PROSPERO. Sir, I invite your Highness and yo... |
| 96981 | To my poor cell, where you shall take your... |
| 96982 | For this one night; which, part of it, I'l... |
| 96983 | With such discourse as, I not doubt, shall... |
| 96984 | Go quick away-the story of my life, |
| 96985 | And the particular accidents gone by |
| 96986 | Since I came to this isle. And in the morn |
| 96987 | I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Nap... |
| 96988 | Where I have hope to see the nuptial |
| 96989 | Of these our dear-belov'd solemnized, |
| 96990 | And thence retire me to my Milan, where |
| 96991 | Every third thought shall be my grave. |
| 96992 | ALONSO. I long |
| 96993 | To hear the story of your life, which must |
| 96994 | Take the ear strangely. |
| 96995 | PROSPERO. I'll deliver all; |
| 96996 | And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales, |
| 96997 | And sail so expeditious that shall catch |
| 96998 | Your royal fleet far off. [Aside to ARIEL... |
| 96999 | chick, |
| 97000 | That is thy charge. Then to the elements |
| 97001 | Be free, and fare thou well!-Please you, d... |
| 97002 | ... |
| 97003 | EPILOGUE |
| 97004 | EPILOGUE |
| 97005 | Spoken by PROSPERO |
| 97006 | Now my charms are all o'erthrown, |
| 97007 | And what strength I have's mine own, |
| 97008 | Which is most faint. Now 'tis true, |
| 97009 | I must be here confin'd by you, |
| 97010 | Or sent to Naples. Let me not, |
| 97011 | Since I have my dukedom got, |
| 97012 | And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell |
| 97013 | In this bare island by your spell; |
| 97014 | But release me from my bands |
| 97015 | With the help of your good hands. |
| 97016 | Gentle breath of yours my sails |
| 97017 | Must fill, or else my project fails, |
| 97018 | Which was to please. Now I want |
| 97019 | Spirits to enforce, art to enchant; |
| 97020 | And my ending is despair |
| 97021 | Unless I be reliev'd by prayer, |
| 97022 | Which pierces so that it assaults |
| 97023 | Mercy itself, and frees all faults. |
| 97024 | As you from crimes would pardon'd be, |
| 97025 | Let your indulgence set me free. |
| 97026 | THE END |
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| 97035 | 1608 |
| 97036 | THE LIFE OF TIMON OF ATHENS |
| 97037 | by William Shakespeare |
| 97038 | DRAMATIS PERSONAE |
| 97039 | TIMON of Athens |
| 97040 | LUCIUS |
| 97041 | LUCULLUS |
| 97042 | SEMPRONIUS |
| 97043 | flattering lords |
| 97044 | VENTIDIUS, one of Timon's false friends |
| 97045 | ALCIBIADES, an Athenian captain |
| 97046 | APEMANTUS, a churlish philosopher |
| 97047 | FLAVIUS, steward to Timon |
| 97048 | FLAMINIUS |
| 97049 | LUCILIUS |
| 97050 | SERVILIUS |
| 97051 | Timon's servants |
| 97052 | CAPHIS |
| 97053 | PHILOTUS |
| 97054 | TITUS |
| 97055 | HORTENSIUS |
| 97056 | servants to Timon's creditors |
| 97057 | POET |
| 97058 | PAINTER |
| 97059 | JEWELLER |
| 97060 | MERCHANT |
| 97061 | MERCER |
| 97062 | AN OLD ATHENIAN |
| 97063 | THREE STRANGERS |
| 97064 | A PAGE |
| 97065 | A FOOL |
| 97066 | PHRYNIA |
| 97067 | TIMANDRA |
| 97068 | mistresses to Alcibiades |
| 97069 | CUPID |
| 97070 | AMAZONS |
| 97071 | in the Masque |
| 97072 | Lords, Senators, Officers, Soldiers, Serva... |
| 97073 | Attendants |
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| 97082 | SCENE: |
| 97083 | Athens and the neighbouring woods |
| 97084 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 97085 | Athens. TIMON'S house |
| 97086 | Enter POET, PAINTER, JEWELLER, MERCHANT, and M... |
| 97087 | POET. Good day, sir. |
| 97088 | PAINTER. I am glad y'are well. |
| 97089 | POET. I have not seen you long; how goes the... |
| 97090 | PAINTER. It wears, sir, as it grows. |
| 97091 | POET. Ay, that's well known. |
| 97092 | But what particular rarity? What strange, |
| 97093 | Which manifold record not matches? See, |
| 97094 | Magic of bounty, all these spirits thy power |
| 97095 | Hath conjur'd to attend! I know the merchant. |
| 97096 | PAINTER. I know them both; th' other's a jew... |
| 97097 | MERCHANT. O, 'tis a worthy lord! |
| 97098 | JEWELLER. Nay, that's most fix'd. |
| 97099 | MERCHANT. A most incomparable man; breath'd,... |
| 97100 | To an untirable and continuate goodness. |
| 97101 | He passes. |
| 97102 | JEWELLER. I have a jewel here- |
| 97103 | MERCHANT. O, pray let's see't. For the Lord ... |
| 97104 | JEWELLER. If he will touch the estimate. But... |
| 97105 | POET. When we for recompense have prais'd th... |
| 97106 | It stains the glory in that happy verse |
| 97107 | Which aptly sings the good. |
| 97108 | MERCHANT. [Looking at the jewel] 'Tis a good... |
| 97109 | JEWELLER. And rich. Here is a water, look ye. |
| 97110 | PAINTER. You are rapt, sir, in some work, so... |
| 97111 | To the great lord. |
| 97112 | POET. A thing slipp'd idly from me. |
| 97113 | Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes |
| 97114 | From whence 'tis nourish'd. The fire i' th... |
| 97115 | Shows not till it be struck: our gentle flame |
| 97116 | Provokes itself, and like the current flies |
| 97117 | Each bound it chafes. What have you there? |
| 97118 | PAINTER. A picture, sir. When comes your boo... |
| 97119 | POET. Upon the heels of my presentment, sir. |
| 97120 | Let's see your piece. |
| 97121 | PAINTER. 'Tis a good piece. |
| 97122 | POET. So 'tis; this comes off well and excel... |
| 97123 | PAINTER. Indifferent. |
| 97124 | POET. Admirable. How this grace |
| 97125 | Speaks his own standing! What a mental power |
| 97126 | This eye shoots forth! How big imagination |
| 97127 | Moves in this lip! To th' dumbness of the ... |
| 97128 | One might interpret. |
| 97129 | PAINTER. It is a pretty mocking of the life. |
| 97130 | Here is a touch; is't good? |
| 97131 | POET. I will say of it |
| 97132 | It tutors nature. Artificial strife |
| 97133 | Lives in these touches, livelier than life. |
| 97134 | Enter certain SENATORS, and pass... |
| 97135 | PAINTER. How this lord is followed! |
| 97136 | POET. The senators of Athens- happy man! |
| 97137 | PAINTER. Look, moe! |
| 97138 | POET. You see this confluence, this great fl... |
| 97139 | I have in this rough work shap'd out a man |
| 97140 | Whom this beneath world doth embrace and h... |
| 97141 | With amplest entertainment. My free drift |
| 97142 | Halts not particularly, but moves itself |
| 97143 | In a wide sea of tax. No levell'd malice |
| 97144 | Infects one comma in the course I hold, |
| 97145 | But flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on, |
| 97146 | Leaving no tract behind. |
| 97147 | PAINTER. How shall I understand you? |
| 97148 | POET. I will unbolt to you. |
| 97149 | You see how all conditions, how all minds- |
| 97150 | As well of glib and slipp'ry creatures as |
| 97151 | Of grave and austere quality, tender down |
| 97152 | Their services to Lord Timon. His large fo... |
| 97153 | Upon his good and gracious nature hanging, |
| 97154 | Subdues and properties to his love and ten... |
| 97155 | All sorts of hearts; yea, from the glass-f... |
| 97156 | To Apemantus, that few things loves better |
| 97157 | Than to abhor himself; even he drops down |
| 97158 | The knee before him, and returns in peace |
| 97159 | Most rich in Timon's nod. |
| 97160 | PAINTER. I saw them speak together. |
| 97161 | POET. Sir, I have upon a high and pleasant hill |
| 97162 | Feign'd Fortune to be thron'd. The base o'... |
| 97163 | Is rank'd with all deserts, all kind of na... |
| 97164 | That labour on the bosom of this sphere |
| 97165 | To propagate their states. Amongst them all |
| 97166 | Whose eyes are on this sovereign lady fix'd |
| 97167 | One do I personate of Lord Timon's frame, |
| 97168 | Whom Fortune with her ivory hand wafts to ... |
| 97169 | Whose present grace to present slaves and ... |
| 97170 | Translates his rivals. |
| 97171 | PAINTER. 'Tis conceiv'd to scope. |
| 97172 | This throne, this Fortune, and this hill, ... |
| 97173 | With one man beckon'd from the rest below, |
| 97174 | Bowing his head against the steepy mount |
| 97175 | To climb his happiness, would be well expr... |
| 97176 | In our condition. |
| 97177 | POET. Nay, sir, but hear me on. |
| 97178 | All those which were his fellows but of late- |
| 97179 | Some better than his value- on the moment |
| 97180 | Follow his strides, his lobbies fill with ... |
| 97181 | Rain sacrificial whisperings in his ear, |
| 97182 | Make sacred even his stirrup, and through him |
| 97183 | Drink the free air. |
| 97184 | PAINTER. Ay, marry, what of these? |
| 97185 | POET. When Fortune in her shift and change o... |
| 97186 | Spurns down her late beloved, all his depe... |
| 97187 | Which labour'd after him to the mountain's... |
| 97188 | Even on their knees and hands, let him sli... |
| 97189 | Not one accompanying his declining foot. |
| 97190 | PAINTER. 'Tis common. |
| 97191 | A thousand moral paintings I can show |
| 97192 | That shall demonstrate these quick blows o... |
| 97193 | More pregnantly than words. Yet you do well |
| 97194 | To show Lord Timon that mean eyes have seen |
| 97195 | The foot above the head. |
| 97196 | Trumpets sound. Enter TIMON, addressi... |
| 97197 | courteously to every suitor, a MESSE... |
| 97198 | VENTIDIUS talking with him; LUCILIUS ... |
| 97199 | servants following |
| 97200 | TIMON. Imprison'd is he, say you? |
| 97201 | MESSENGER. Ay, my good lord. Five talents is... |
| 97202 | His means most short, his creditors most s... |
| 97203 | Your honourable letter he desires |
| 97204 | To those have shut him up; which failing, |
| 97205 | Periods his comfort. |
| 97206 | TIMON. Noble Ventidius! Well. |
| 97207 | I am not of that feather to shake of |
| 97208 | My friend when he must need me. I do know him |
| 97209 | A gentleman that well deserves a help, |
| 97210 | Which he shall have. I'll pay the debt, an... |
| 97211 | MESSENGER. Your lordship ever binds him. |
| 97212 | TIMON. Commend me to him; I will send his ra... |
| 97213 | And being enfranchis'd, bid him come to me. |
| 97214 | 'Tis not enough to help the feeble up, |
| 97215 | But to support him after. Fare you well. |
| 97216 | MESSENGER. All happiness to your honour! ... |
| 97217 | Enter an OLD ATHENIAN |
| 97218 | OLD ATHENIAN. Lord Timon, hear me speak. |
| 97219 | TIMON. Freely, good father. |
| 97220 | OLD ATHENIAN. Thou hast a servant nam'd Luci... |
| 97221 | TIMON. I have so; what of him? |
| 97222 | OLD ATHENIAN. Most noble Timon, call the man... |
| 97223 | TIMON. Attends he here, or no? Lucilius! |
| 97224 | LUCILIUS. Here, at your lordship's service. |
| 97225 | OLD ATHENIAN. This fellow here, Lord Timon, ... |
| 97226 | By night frequents my house. I am a man |
| 97227 | That from my first have been inclin'd to t... |
| 97228 | And my estate deserves an heir more rais'd |
| 97229 | Than one which holds a trencher. |
| 97230 | TIMON. Well; what further? |
| 97231 | OLD ATHENIAN. One only daughter have I, no k... |
| 97232 | On whom I may confer what I have got. |
| 97233 | The maid is fair, o' th' youngest for a br... |
| 97234 | And I have bred her at my dearest cost |
| 97235 | In qualities of the best. This man of thine |
| 97236 | Attempts her love; I prithee, noble lord, |
| 97237 | Join with me to forbid him her resort; |
| 97238 | Myself have spoke in vain. |
| 97239 | TIMON. The man is honest. |
| 97240 | OLD ATHENIAN. Therefore he will be, Timon. |
| 97241 | His honesty rewards him in itself; |
| 97242 | It must not bear my daughter. |
| 97243 | TIMON. Does she love him? |
| 97244 | OLD ATHENIAN. She is young and apt: |
| 97245 | Our own precedent passions do instruct us |
| 97246 | What levity's in youth. |
| 97247 | TIMON. Love you the maid? |
| 97248 | LUCILIUS. Ay, my good lord, and she accepts ... |
| 97249 | OLD ATHENIAN. If in her marriage my consent ... |
| 97250 | I call the gods to witness I will choose |
| 97251 | Mine heir from forth the beggars of the wo... |
| 97252 | And dispossess her all. |
| 97253 | TIMON. How shall she be endow'd, |
| 97254 | If she be mated with an equal husband? |
| 97255 | OLD ATHENIAN. Three talents on the present; ... |
| 97256 | TIMON. This gentleman of mine hath serv'd me... |
| 97257 | To build his fortune I will strain a little, |
| 97258 | For 'tis a bond in men. Give him thy daugh... |
| 97259 | What you bestow, in him I'll counterpoise, |
| 97260 | And make him weigh with her. |
| 97261 | OLD ATHENIAN. Most noble lord, |
| 97262 | Pawn me to this your honour, she is his. |
| 97263 | TIMON. My hand to thee; mine honour on my pr... |
| 97264 | LUCILIUS. Humbly I thank your lordship. Neve... |
| 97265 | That state or fortune fall into my keeping |
| 97266 | Which is not owed to you! |
| 97267 | Exeunt LUCILIU... |
| 97268 | POET. [Presenting his poem] Vouchsafe my lab... |
| 97269 | lordship! |
| 97270 | TIMON. I thank you; you shall hear from me a... |
| 97271 | Go not away. What have you there, my friend? |
| 97272 | PAINTER. A piece of painting, which I do bes... |
| 97273 | Your lordship to accept. |
| 97274 | TIMON. Painting is welcome. |
| 97275 | The painting is almost the natural man; |
| 97276 | For since dishonour traffics with man's na... |
| 97277 | He is but outside; these pencill'd figures... |
| 97278 | Even such as they give out. I like your work, |
| 97279 | And you shall find I like it; wait attendance |
| 97280 | Till you hear further from me. |
| 97281 | PAINTER. The gods preserve ye! |
| 97282 | TIMON. Well fare you, gentleman. Give me you... |
| 97283 | We must needs dine together. Sir, your jewel |
| 97284 | Hath suffered under praise. |
| 97285 | JEWELLER. What, my lord! Dispraise? |
| 97286 | TIMON. A mere satiety of commendations; |
| 97287 | If I should pay you for't as 'tis extoll'd, |
| 97288 | It would unclew me quite. |
| 97289 | JEWELLER. My lord, 'tis rated |
| 97290 | As those which sell would give; but you we... |
| 97291 | Things of like value, differing in the own... |
| 97292 | Are prized by their masters. Believe't, de... |
| 97293 | You mend the jewel by the wearing it. |
| 97294 | TIMON. Well mock'd. |
| 97295 | Enter APEMANTUS |
| 97296 | MERCHANT. No, my good lord; he speaks the co... |
| 97297 | Which all men speak with him. |
| 97298 | TIMON. Look who comes here; will you be chid? |
| 97299 | JEWELLER. We'll bear, with your lordship. |
| 97300 | MERCHANT. He'll spare none. |
| 97301 | TIMON. Good morrow to thee, gentle Apemantus! |
| 97302 | APEMANTUS. Till I be gentle, stay thou for t... |
| 97303 | When thou art Timon's dog, and these knave... |
| 97304 | TIMON. Why dost thou call them knaves? Thou ... |
| 97305 | APEMANTUS. Are they not Athenians? |
| 97306 | TIMON. Yes. |
| 97307 | APEMANTUS. Then I repent not. |
| 97308 | JEWELLER. You know me, Apemantus? |
| 97309 | APEMANTUS. Thou know'st I do; I call'd thee ... |
| 97310 | TIMON. Thou art proud, Apemantus. |
| 97311 | APEMANTUS. Of nothing so much as that I am n... |
| 97312 | TIMON. Whither art going? |
| 97313 | APEMANTUS. To knock out an honest Athenian's... |
| 97314 | TIMON. That's a deed thou't die for. |
| 97315 | APEMANTUS. Right, if doing nothing be death ... |
| 97316 | TIMON. How lik'st thou this picture, Apemantus? |
| 97317 | APEMANTUS. The best, for the innocence. |
| 97318 | TIMON. Wrought he not well that painted it? |
| 97319 | APEMANTUS. He wrought better that made the p... |
| 97320 | but a filthy piece of work. |
| 97321 | PAINTER. Y'are a dog. |
| 97322 | APEMANTUS. Thy mother's of my generation; wh... |
| 97323 | TIMON. Wilt dine with me, Apemantus? |
| 97324 | APEMANTUS. No; I eat not lords. |
| 97325 | TIMON. An thou shouldst, thou'dst anger ladies. |
| 97326 | APEMANTUS. O, they eat lords; so they come b... |
| 97327 | TIMON. That's a lascivious apprehension. |
| 97328 | APEMANTUS. So thou apprehend'st it take it f... |
| 97329 | TIMON. How dost thou like this jewel, Apeman... |
| 97330 | APEMANTUS. Not so well as plain dealing, whi... |
| 97331 | a doit. |
| 97332 | TIMON. What dost thou think 'tis worth? |
| 97333 | APEMANTUS. Not worth my thinking. How now, p... |
| 97334 | POET. How now, philosopher! |
| 97335 | APEMANTUS. Thou liest. |
| 97336 | POET. Art not one? |
| 97337 | APEMANTUS. Yes. |
| 97338 | POET. Then I lie not. |
| 97339 | APEMANTUS. Art not a poet? |
| 97340 | POET. Yes. |
| 97341 | APEMANTUS. Then thou liest. Look in thy last... |
| 97342 | feign'd him a worthy fellow. |
| 97343 | POET. That's not feign'd- he is so. |
| 97344 | APEMANTUS. Yes, he is worthy of thee, and to... |
| 97345 | labour. He that loves to be flattered is w... |
| 97346 | Heavens, that I were a lord! |
| 97347 | TIMON. What wouldst do then, Apemantus? |
| 97348 | APEMANTUS. E'en as Apemantus does now: hate ... |
| 97349 | TIMON. What, thyself? |
| 97350 | APEMANTUS. Ay. |
| 97351 | TIMON. Wherefore? |
| 97352 | APEMANTUS. That I had no angry wit to be a l... |
| 97353 | merchant? |
| 97354 | MERCHANT. Ay, Apemantus. |
| 97355 | APEMANTUS. Traffic confound thee, if the god... |
| 97356 | MERCHANT. If traffic do it, the gods do it. |
| 97357 | APEMANTUS. Traffic's thy god, and thy god co... |
| 97358 | Trumpet sounds. Enter a MESSENGER |
| 97359 | TIMON. What trumpet's that? |
| 97360 | MESSENGER. 'Tis Alcibiades, and some twenty ... |
| 97361 | All of companionship. |
| 97362 | TIMON. Pray entertain them; give them guide ... |
| 97363 | Exeu... |
| 97364 | You must needs dine with me. Go not you hence |
| 97365 | Till I have thank'd you. When dinner's done |
| 97366 | Show me this piece. I am joyful of your si... |
| 97367 | Enter ALCIBIADES, with the rest |
| 97368 | Most welcome, sir! ... |
| 97369 | APEMANTUS. So, so, there! |
| 97370 | Aches contract and starve your supple join... |
| 97371 | That there should be small love amongst th... |
| 97372 | And all this courtesy! The strain of man's... |
| 97373 | Into baboon and monkey. |
| 97374 | ALCIBIADES. Sir, you have sav'd my longing, ... |
| 97375 | Most hungerly on your sight. |
| 97376 | TIMON. Right welcome, sir! |
| 97377 | Ere we depart we'll share a bounteous time |
| 97378 | In different pleasures. Pray you, let us in. |
| 97379 | Exeunt... |
| 97380 | Enter two LORDS |
| 97381 | FIRST LORD. What time o' day is't, Apemantus? |
| 97382 | APEMANTUS. Time to be honest. |
| 97383 | FIRST LORD. That time serves still. |
| 97384 | APEMANTUS. The more accursed thou that still... |
| 97385 | SECOND LORD. Thou art going to Lord Timon's ... |
| 97386 | APEMANTUS. Ay; to see meat fill knaves and w... |
| 97387 | SECOND LORD. Fare thee well, fare thee well. |
| 97388 | APEMANTUS. Thou art a fool to bid me farewel... |
| 97389 | SECOND LORD. Why, Apemantus? |
| 97390 | APEMANTUS. Shouldst have kept one to thyself... |
| 97391 | thee none. |
| 97392 | FIRST LORD. Hang thyself. |
| 97393 | APEMANTUS. No, I will do nothing at thy bidd... |
| 97394 | to thy friend. |
| 97395 | SECOND LORD. Away, unpeaceable dog, or I'll ... |
| 97396 | APEMANTUS. I will fly, like a dog, the heels... |
| 97397 | FIRST LORD. He's opposite to humanity. Come,... |
| 97398 | And taste Lord Timon's bounty? He outgoes |
| 97399 | The very heart of kindness. |
| 97400 | SECOND LORD. He pours it out: Plutus, the go... |
| 97401 | Is but his steward; no meed but he repays |
| 97402 | Sevenfold above itself; no gift to him |
| 97403 | But breeds the giver a return exceeding |
| 97404 | All use of quittance. |
| 97405 | FIRST LORD. The noblest mind he carries |
| 97406 | That ever govern'd man. |
| 97407 | SECOND LORD. Long may he live in fortunes! s... |
| 97408 | FIRST LORD. I'll keep you company. ... |
| 97409 | SCENE II. |
| 97410 | A room of state in TIMON'S house |
| 97411 | Hautboys playing loud music. A great banquet s... |
| 97412 | FLAVIUS and others attending; and then enter L... |
| 97413 | the ATHENIAN LORDS, VENTIDIUS, which TIMON red... |
| 97414 | Then comes, dropping after all, APEMANTUS, dis... |
| 97415 | VENTIDIUS. Most honoured Timon, |
| 97416 | It hath pleas'd the gods to remember my fa... |
| 97417 | And call him to long peace. |
| 97418 | He is gone happy, and has left me rich. |
| 97419 | Then, as in grateful virtue I am bound |
| 97420 | To your free heart, I do return those tale... |
| 97421 | Doubled with thanks and service, from whos... |
| 97422 | I deriv'd liberty. |
| 97423 | TIMON. O, by no means, |
| 97424 | Honest Ventidius! You mistake my love; |
| 97425 | I gave it freely ever; and there's none |
| 97426 | Can truly say he gives, if he receives. |
| 97427 | If our betters play at that game, we must ... |
| 97428 | To imitate them: faults that are rich are ... |
| 97429 | VENTIDIUS. A noble spirit! |
| 97430 | TIMON. Nay, my lords, ceremony was but devis... |
| 97431 | To set a gloss on faint deeds, hollow welc... |
| 97432 | Recanting goodness, sorry ere 'tis shown; |
| 97433 | But where there is true friendship there n... |
| 97434 | Pray, sit; more welcome are ye to my fortunes |
| 97435 | Than my fortunes to me. ... |
| 97436 | FIRST LORD. My lord, we always have confess'... |
| 97437 | APEMANTUS. Ho, ho, confess'd it! Hang'd it, ... |
| 97438 | TIMON. O, Apemantus, you are welcome. |
| 97439 | APEMANTUS. No; |
| 97440 | You shall not make me welcome. |
| 97441 | I come to have thee thrust me out of doors. |
| 97442 | TIMON. Fie, th'art a churl; ye have got a hu... |
| 97443 | Does not become a man; 'tis much to blame. |
| 97444 | They say, my lords, Ira furor brevis est; ... |
| 97445 | angry. Go, let him have a table by himself... |
| 97446 | affect company nor is he fit for't indeed. |
| 97447 | APEMANTUS. Let me stay at thine apperil, Tim... |
| 97448 | I come to observe; I give thee warning on't. |
| 97449 | TIMON. I take no heed of thee. Th'art an Ath... |
| 97450 | welcome. I myself would have no power; pri... |
| 97451 | thee silent. |
| 97452 | APEMANTUS. I scorn thy meat; 't'would choke ... |
| 97453 | flatter thee. O you gods, what a number of... |
| 97454 | sees 'em not! It grieves me to see so many... |
| 97455 | man's blood; and all the madness is, he ch... |
| 97456 | I wonder men dare trust themselves with men. |
| 97457 | Methinks they should invite them without k... |
| 97458 | Good for their meat and safer for their li... |
| 97459 | There's much example for't; the fellow tha... |
| 97460 | parts bread with him, pledges the breath o... |
| 97461 | draught, is the readiest man to kill him. ... |
| 97462 | I were a huge man I should fear to drink a... |
| 97463 | Lest they should spy my windpipe's dangero... |
| 97464 | Great men should drink with harness on the... |
| 97465 | TIMON. My lord, in heart! and let the health... |
| 97466 | SECOND LORD. Let it flow this way, my good l... |
| 97467 | APEMANTUS. Flow this way! A brave fellow! He... |
| 97468 | Those healths will make thee and thy state... |
| 97469 | Here's that which is too weak to be a sinn... |
| 97470 | ne'er left man i' th' mire. |
| 97471 | This and my food are equals; there's no od... |
| 97472 | Feasts are too proud to give thanks to the... |
| 97473 | APEMANTUS' Grace |
| 97474 | Immortal gods, I crave no pelf; |
| 97475 | I pray for no man but myself. |
| 97476 | Grant I may never prove so fond |
| 97477 | To trust man on his oath or bond, |
| 97478 | Or a harlot for her weeping, |
| 97479 | Or a dog that seems a-sleeping, |
| 97480 | Or a keeper with my freedom, |
| 97481 | Or my friends, if I should need 'em. |
| 97482 | Amen. So fall to't. |
| 97483 | Rich men sin, and I eat root. ... |
| 97484 | Much good dich thy good heart, Apemantus! |
| 97485 | TIMON. Captain Alcibiades, your heart's in t... |
| 97486 | ALCIBIADES. My heart is ever at your service... |
| 97487 | TIMON. You had rather be at a breakfast of e... |
| 97488 | friends. |
| 97489 | ALCIBIADES. So they were bleeding new, my lo... |
| 97490 | like 'em; I could wish my best friend at s... |
| 97491 | APEMANTUS. Would all those flatterers were t... |
| 97492 | then thou mightst kill 'em, and bid me to ... |
| 97493 | FIRST LORD. Might we but have that happiness... |
| 97494 | would once use our hearts, whereby we migh... |
| 97495 | our zeals, we should think ourselves for e... |
| 97496 | TIMON. O, no doubt, my good friends, but the... |
| 97497 | provided that I shall have much help from ... |
| 97498 | my friends else? Why have you that charita... |
| 97499 | thousands, did not you chiefly belong to m... |
| 97500 | more of you to myself than you can with mo... |
| 97501 | behalf; and thus far I confirm you. O you ... |
| 97502 | need we have any friends if we should ne'e... |
| 97503 | They were the most needless creatures livi... |
| 97504 | have use for 'em; and would most resemble ... |
| 97505 | up in cases, that keep their sounds to the... |
| 97506 | often wish'd myself poorer, that I might c... |
| 97507 | are born to do benefits; and what better o... |
| 97508 | our own than the riches of our friends? O,... |
| 97509 | comfort 'tis to have so many like brothers... |
| 97510 | another's fortunes! O, joy's e'en made awa... |
| 97511 | Mine eyes cannot hold out water, methinks.... |
| 97512 | faults, I drink to you. |
| 97513 | APEMANTUS. Thou weep'st to make them drink, ... |
| 97514 | SECOND LORD. Joy had the like conception in ... |
| 97515 | And at that instant like a babe sprung up. |
| 97516 | APEMANTUS. Ho, ho! I laugh to think that bab... |
| 97517 | THIRD LORD. I promise you, my lord, you mov'... |
| 97518 | APEMANTUS. Much! ... |
| 97519 | TIMON. What means that trump? |
| 97520 | Enter a SERVANT |
| 97521 | How now? |
| 97522 | SERVANT. Please you, my lord, there are cert... |
| 97523 | desirous of admittance. |
| 97524 | TIMON. Ladies! What are their wills? |
| 97525 | SERVANT. There comes with them a forerunner,... |
| 97526 | that office to signify their pleasures. |
| 97527 | TIMON. I pray let them be admitted. |
| 97528 | Enter CUPID |
| 97529 | CUPID. Hail to thee, worthy Timon, and to all |
| 97530 | That of his bounties taste! The five best ... |
| 97531 | Acknowledge thee their patron, and come fr... |
| 97532 | To gratulate thy plenteous bosom. Th' Ear, |
| 97533 | Taste, Touch, Smell, pleas'd from thy tabl... |
| 97534 | They only now come but to feast thine eyes. |
| 97535 | TIMON. They're welcome all; let 'em have kin... |
| 97536 | Music, make their welcome. ... |
| 97537 | FIRST LORD. You see, my lord, how ample y'ar... |
| 97538 | Music. Re-enter CUPID, witb a Masque of ... |
| 97539 | with lutes in their hands, dancing a... |
| 97540 | APEMANTUS. Hoy-day, what a sweep of vanity c... |
| 97541 | They dance? They are mad women. |
| 97542 | Like madness is the glory of this life, |
| 97543 | As this pomp shows to a little oil and root. |
| 97544 | We make ourselves fools to disport ourselves, |
| 97545 | And spend our flatteries to drink those men |
| 97546 | Upon whose age we void it up again |
| 97547 | With poisonous spite and envy. |
| 97548 | Who lives that's not depraved or depraves? |
| 97549 | Who dies that bears not one spurn to their... |
| 97550 | Of their friends' gift? |
| 97551 | I should fear those that dance before me now |
| 97552 | Would one day stamp upon me. 'T has been d... |
| 97553 | Men shut their doors against a setting sun. |
| 97554 | The LORDS rise from table, with much ... |
| 97555 | TIMON; and to show their loves, each s... |
| 97556 | Amazon, and all dance, men witb wome... |
| 97557 | strain or two to the hautboys, and... |
| 97558 | TIMON. You have done our pleasures much grac... |
| 97559 | Set a fair fashion on our entertainment, |
| 97560 | Which was not half so beautiful and kind; |
| 97561 | You have added worth unto't and lustre, |
| 97562 | And entertain'd me with mine own device; |
| 97563 | I am to thank you for't. |
| 97564 | FIRST LADY. My lord, you take us even at the... |
| 97565 | APEMANTUS. Faith, for the worst is filthy, a... |
| 97566 | taking, I doubt me. |
| 97567 | TIMON. Ladies, there is an idle banquet atte... |
| 97568 | Please you to dispose yourselves. |
| 97569 | ALL LADIES. Most thankfully, my lord. |
| 97570 | Exeun... |
| 97571 | TIMON. Flavius! |
| 97572 | FLAVIUS. My lord? |
| 97573 | TIMON. The little casket bring me hither. |
| 97574 | FLAVIUS. Yes, my lord. [Aside] More jewels yet! |
| 97575 | There is no crossing him in's humour, |
| 97576 | Else I should tell him- well i' faith, I s... |
| 97577 | When all's spent, he'd be cross'd then, an... |
| 97578 | 'Tis pity bounty had not eyes behind, |
| 97579 | That man might ne'er be wretched for his m... |
| 97580 | FIRST LORD. Where be our men? |
| 97581 | SERVANT. Here, my lord, in readiness. |
| 97582 | SECOND LORD. Our horses! |
| 97583 | Re-enter FLAVIUS, with the casket |
| 97584 | TIMON. O my friends, |
| 97585 | I have one word to say to you. Look you, m... |
| 97586 | I must entreat you honour me so much |
| 97587 | As to advance this jewel; accept it and we... |
| 97588 | Kind my lord. |
| 97589 | FIRST LORD. I am so far already in your gifts- |
| 97590 | ALL. So are we all. |
| 97591 | Enter a SERVANT |
| 97592 | SERVANT. My lord, there are certain nobles o... |
| 97593 | alighted and come to visit you. |
| 97594 | TIMON. They are fairly welcome. ... |
| 97595 | FLAVIUS. I beseech your honour, vouchsafe me... |
| 97596 | concern you near. |
| 97597 | TIMON. Near! Why then, another time I'll hea... |
| 97598 | be provided to show them entertainment. |
| 97599 | FLAVIUS. [Aside] I scarce know how. |
| 97600 | Enter another SERVANT |
| 97601 | SECOND SERVANT. May it please vour honour, L... |
| 97602 | free love, hath presented to you four milk... |
| 97603 | in silver. |
| 97604 | TIMON. I shall accept them fairly. Let the p... |
| 97605 | Be worthily entertain'd. ... |
| 97606 | Enter a third SERVANT |
| 97607 | How now! What news? |
| 97608 | THIRD SERVANT. Please you, my lord, that hon... |
| 97609 | Lucullus, entreats your company to-morrow ... |
| 97610 | has sent your honour two brace of greyhounds. |
| 97611 | TIMON. I'll hunt with him; and let them be r... |
| 97612 | Not without fair reward. ... |
| 97613 | FLAVIUS. [Aside] What will this come to? |
| 97614 | He commands us to provide and give great g... |
| 97615 | And all out of an empty coffer; |
| 97616 | Nor will he know his purse, or yield me this, |
| 97617 | To show him what a beggar his heart is, |
| 97618 | Being of no power to make his wishes good. |
| 97619 | His promises fly so beyond his state |
| 97620 | That what he speaks is all in debt; he owes |
| 97621 | For ev'ry word. He is so kind that he now |
| 97622 | Pays interest for't; his land's put to the... |
| 97623 | Well, would I were gently put out of office |
| 97624 | Before I were forc'd out! |
| 97625 | Happier is he that has no friend to feed |
| 97626 | Than such that do e'en enemies exceed. |
| 97627 | I bleed inwardly for my lord. ... |
| 97628 | TIMON. You do yourselves much wrong; |
| 97629 | You bate too much of your own merits. |
| 97630 | Here, my lord, a trifle of our love. |
| 97631 | SECOND LORD. With more than common thanks I ... |
| 97632 | THIRD LORD. O, he's the very soul of bounty! |
| 97633 | TIMON. And now I remember, my lord, you gave... |
| 97634 | day of a bay courser I rode on. 'Tis yours... |
| 97635 | THIRD LORD. O, I beseech you pardon me, my l... |
| 97636 | TIMON. You may take my word, my lord: I know... |
| 97637 | Can justly praise but what he does affect. |
| 97638 | I weigh my friend's affection with mine own. |
| 97639 | I'll tell you true; I'll call to you. |
| 97640 | ALL LORDS. O, none so welcome! |
| 97641 | TIMON. I take all and your several visitations |
| 97642 | So kind to heart 'tis not enough to give; |
| 97643 | Methinks I could deal kingdoms to my friends |
| 97644 | And ne'er be weary. Alcibiades, |
| 97645 | Thou art a soldier, therefore seldom rich. |
| 97646 | It comes in charity to thee; for all thy l... |
| 97647 | Is 'mongst the dead, and all the lands tho... |
| 97648 | Lie in a pitch'd field. |
| 97649 | ALCIBIADES. Ay, defil'd land, my lord. |
| 97650 | FIRST LORD. We are so virtuously bound- |
| 97651 | TIMON. And so am I to you. |
| 97652 | SECOND LORD. So infinitely endear'd- |
| 97653 | TIMON. All to you. Lights, more lights! |
| 97654 | FIRST LORD. The best of happiness, honour, a... |
| 97655 | you, Lord Timon! |
| 97656 | TIMON. Ready for his friends. |
| 97657 | Exeunt all but A... |
| 97658 | APEMANTUS. What a coil's here! |
| 97659 | Serving of becks and jutting-out of bums! |
| 97660 | I doubt whether their legs be worth the sums |
| 97661 | That are given for 'em. Friendship's full ... |
| 97662 | Methinks false hearts should never have so... |
| 97663 | Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on ... |
| 97664 | TIMON. Now, Apemantus, if thou wert not sullen |
| 97665 | I would be good to thee. |
| 97666 | APEMANTUS. No, I'll nothing; for if I should... |
| 97667 | would be none left to rail upon thee, and ... |
| 97668 | the faster. Thou giv'st so long, Timon, I ... |
| 97669 | away thyself in paper shortly. What needs ... |
| 97670 | and vain-glories? |
| 97671 | TIMON. Nay, an you begin to rail on society ... |
| 97672 | give regard to you. Farewell; and come wit... |
| 97673 | Exit |
| 97674 | APEMANTUS. So. Thou wilt not hear me now: th... |
| 97675 | lock thy heaven from thee. |
| 97676 | O that men's ears should be |
| 97677 | To counsel deaf, but not to flattery! ... |
| 97678 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 97679 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 97680 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 97681 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 97682 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 97683 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 97684 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
| 97685 | SERVICE THAT CHARGES FOR DOWNLOAD TIME OR FOR ... |
| 97686 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 97687 | A SENATOR'S house |
| 97688 | Enter A SENATOR, with papers in his hand |
| 97689 | SENATOR. And late, five thousand. To Varro a... |
| 97690 | He owes nine thousand; besides my former sum, |
| 97691 | Which makes it five and twenty. Still in m... |
| 97692 | Of raging waste? It cannot hold; it will not. |
| 97693 | If I want gold, steal but a beggar's dog |
| 97694 | And give it Timon, why, the dog coins gold. |
| 97695 | If I would sell my horse and buy twenty moe |
| 97696 | Better than he, why, give my horse to Timon, |
| 97697 | Ask nothing, give it him, it foals me stra... |
| 97698 | And able horses. No porter at his gate, |
| 97699 | But rather one that smiles and still invites |
| 97700 | All that pass by. It cannot hold; no reason |
| 97701 | Can sound his state in safety. Caphis, ho! |
| 97702 | Caphis, I say! |
| 97703 | Enter CAPHIS |
| 97704 | CAPHIS. Here, sir; what is your pleasure? |
| 97705 | SENATOR. Get on your cloak and haste you to ... |
| 97706 | Importune him for my moneys; be not ceas'd |
| 97707 | With slight denial, nor then silenc'd when |
| 97708 | 'Commend me to your master' and the cap |
| 97709 | Plays in the right hand, thus; but tell him |
| 97710 | My uses cry to me, I must serve my turn |
| 97711 | Out of mine own; his days and times are past, |
| 97712 | And my reliances on his fracted dates |
| 97713 | Have smit my credit. I love and honour him, |
| 97714 | But must not break my back to heal his fin... |
| 97715 | Immediate are my needs, and my relief |
| 97716 | Must not be toss'd and turn'd to me in words, |
| 97717 | But find supply immediate. Get you gone; |
| 97718 | Put on a most importunate aspect, |
| 97719 | A visage of demand; for I do fear, |
| 97720 | When every feather sticks in his own wing, |
| 97721 | Lord Timon will be left a naked gull, |
| 97722 | Which flashes now a phoenix. Get you gone. |
| 97723 | CAPHIS. I go, sir. |
| 97724 | SENATOR. Take the bonds along with you, |
| 97725 | And have the dates in compt. |
| 97726 | CAPHIS. I will, sir. |
| 97727 | SENATOR. Go. ... |
| 97728 | SCENE II. |
| 97729 | Before TIMON'S house |
| 97730 | Enter FLAVIUS, TIMON'S Steward, with many bill... |
| 97731 | FLAVIUS. No care, no stop! So senseless of e... |
| 97732 | That he will neither know how to maintain it |
| 97733 | Nor cease his flow of riot; takes no account |
| 97734 | How things go from him, nor resumes no care |
| 97735 | Of what is to continue. Never mind |
| 97736 | Was to be so unwise to be so kind. |
| 97737 | What shall be done? He will not hear till ... |
| 97738 | I must be round with him. Now he comes fro... |
| 97739 | Fie, fie, fie, fie! |
| 97740 | Enter CAPHIS, and the SERVANTS Of ISIDO... |
| 97741 | CAPHIS. Good even, Varro. What, you come for... |
| 97742 | VARRO'S SERVANT. Is't not your business too? |
| 97743 | CAPHIS. It is. And yours too, Isidore? |
| 97744 | ISIDORE'S SERVANT. It is so. |
| 97745 | CAPHIS. Would we were all discharg'd! |
| 97746 | VARRO'S SERVANT. I fear it. |
| 97747 | CAPHIS. Here comes the lord. |
| 97748 | Enter TIMON and his train, with AL... |
| 97749 | TIMON. So soon as dinner's done we'll forth ... |
| 97750 | My Alcibiades.- With me? What is your will? |
| 97751 | CAPHIS. My lord, here is a note of certain d... |
| 97752 | TIMON. Dues! Whence are you? |
| 97753 | CAPHIS. Of Athens here, my lord. |
| 97754 | TIMON. Go to my steward. |
| 97755 | CAPHIS. Please it your lordship, he hath put... |
| 97756 | To the succession of new days this month. |
| 97757 | My master is awak'd by great occasion |
| 97758 | To call upon his own, and humbly prays you |
| 97759 | That with your other noble parts you'll suit |
| 97760 | In giving him his right. |
| 97761 | TIMON. Mine honest friend, |
| 97762 | I prithee but repair to me next morning. |
| 97763 | CAPHIS. Nay, good my lord- |
| 97764 | TIMON. Contain thyself, good friend. |
| 97765 | VARRO'S SERVANT. One Varro's servant, my goo... |
| 97766 | ISIDORE'S SERVANT. From Isidore: he humbly p... |
| 97767 | payment- |
| 97768 | CAPHIS. If you did know, my lord, my master'... |
| 97769 | VARRO'S SERVANT. 'Twas due on forfeiture, my... |
| 97770 | past. |
| 97771 | ISIDORE'S SERVANT. Your steward puts me off,... |
| 97772 | I am sent expressly to your lordship. |
| 97773 | TIMON. Give me breath. |
| 97774 | I do beseech you, good my lords, keep on; |
| 97775 | I'll wait upon you instantly. |
| 97776 | Exeunt AL... |
| 97777 | [To FLAVIUS] Come hither. Pray you, |
| 97778 | How goes the world that I am thus encount'red |
| 97779 | With clamorous demands of date-broke bonds |
| 97780 | And the detention of long-since-due debts, |
| 97781 | Against my honour? |
| 97782 | FLAVIUS. Please you, gentlemen, |
| 97783 | The time is unagreeable to this business. |
| 97784 | Your importunacy cease till after dinner, |
| 97785 | That I may make his lordship understand |
| 97786 | Wherefore you are not paid. |
| 97787 | TIMON. Do so, my friends. |
| 97788 | See them well entertain'd. ... |
| 97789 | FLAVIUS. Pray draw near. ... |
| 97790 | Enter APEMANTUS and FOOL |
| 97791 | CAPHIS. Stay, stay, here comes the fool with... |
| 97792 | Let's ha' some sport with 'em. |
| 97793 | VARRO'S SERVANT. Hang him, he'll abuse us! |
| 97794 | ISIDORE'S SERVANT. A plague upon him, dog! |
| 97795 | VARRO'S SERVANT. How dost, fool? |
| 97796 | APEMANTUS. Dost dialogue with thy shadow? |
| 97797 | VARRO'S SERVANT. I speak not to thee. |
| 97798 | APEMANTUS. No, 'tis to thyself. [To the FOOL... |
| 97799 | ISIDORE'S SERVANT. [To VARRO'S SERVANT] Ther... |
| 97800 | your back already. |
| 97801 | APEMANTUS. No, thou stand'st single; th'art ... |
| 97802 | CAPHIS. Where's the fool now? |
| 97803 | APEMANTUS. He last ask'd the question. Poor ... |
| 97804 | men! Bawds between gold and want! |
| 97805 | ALL SERVANTS. What are we, Apemantus? |
| 97806 | APEMANTUS. Asses. |
| 97807 | ALL SERVANTS. Why? |
| 97808 | APEMANTUS. That you ask me what you are, and... |
| 97809 | yourselves. Speak to 'em, fool. |
| 97810 | FOOL. How do you, gentlemen? |
| 97811 | ALL SERVANTS. Gramercies, good fool. How doe... |
| 97812 | FOOL. She's e'en setting on water to scald s... |
| 97813 | are. Would we could see you at Corinth! |
| 97814 | APEMANTUS. Good! gramercy. |
| 97815 | Enter PAGE |
| 97816 | FOOL. Look you, here comes my mistress' page. |
| 97817 | PAGE. [To the FOOL] Why, how now, Captain? W... |
| 97818 | company? How dost thou, Apemantus? |
| 97819 | APEMANTUS. Would I had a rod in my mouth, th... |
| 97820 | profitably! |
| 97821 | PAGE. Prithee, Apemantus, read me the supers... |
| 97822 | letters; I know not which is which. |
| 97823 | APEMANTUS. Canst not read? |
| 97824 | PAGE. No. |
| 97825 | APEMANTUS. There will little learning die, t... |
| 97826 | hang'd. This is to Lord Timon; this to Alc... |
| 97827 | born a bastard, and thou't die a bawd. |
| 97828 | PAGE. Thou wast whelp'd a dog, and thou shal... |
| 97829 | Answer not: I am gone. ... |
| 97830 | APEMANTUS. E'en so thou outrun'st grace. |
| 97831 | Fool, I will go with you to Lord Timon's. |
| 97832 | FOOL. Will you leave me there? |
| 97833 | APEMANTUS. If Timon stay at home. You three ... |
| 97834 | ALL SERVANTS. Ay; would they serv'd us! |
| 97835 | APEMANTUS. So would I- as good a trick as ev... |
| 97836 | thief. |
| 97837 | FOOL. Are you three usurers' men? |
| 97838 | ALL SERVANTS. Ay, fool. |
| 97839 | FOOL. I think no usurer but has a fool to hi... |
| 97840 | is one, and I am her fool. When men come t... |
| 97841 | masters, they approach sadly and go away m... |
| 97842 | mistress' house merrily and go away sadly.... |
| 97843 | VARRO'S SERVANT. I could render one. |
| 97844 | APEMANTUS. Do it then, that we may account t... |
| 97845 | knave; which notwithstanding, thou shalt b... |
| 97846 | VARRO'S SERVANT. What is a whoremaster, fool? |
| 97847 | FOOL. A fool in good clothes, and something ... |
| 97848 | spirit. Sometime 't appears like a lord; s... |
| 97849 | sometime like a philosopher, with two ston... |
| 97850 | artificial one. He is very often like a kn... |
| 97851 | in all shapes that man goes up and down in... |
| 97852 | thirteen, this spirit walks in. |
| 97853 | VARRO'S SERVANT. Thou art not altogether a f... |
| 97854 | FOOL. Nor thou altogether a wise man. |
| 97855 | As much foolery as I have, so much wit tho... |
| 97856 | APEMANTUS. That answer might have become Ape... |
| 97857 | VARRO'S SERVANT. Aside, aside; here comes Lo... |
| 97858 | Re-enter TIMON and FLAVIUS |
| 97859 | APEMANTUS. Come with me, fool, come. |
| 97860 | FOOL. I do not always follow lover, elder br... |
| 97861 | sometime the philosopher. |
| 97862 | Exeunt ... |
| 97863 | FLAVIUS. Pray you walk near; I'll speak with... |
| 97864 | ... |
| 97865 | TIMON. You make me marvel wherefore ere this... |
| 97866 | Had you not fully laid my state before me, |
| 97867 | That I might so have rated my expense |
| 97868 | As I had leave of means. |
| 97869 | FLAVIUS. You would not hear me |
| 97870 | At many leisures I propos'd. |
| 97871 | TIMON. Go to; |
| 97872 | Perchance some single vantages you took |
| 97873 | When my indisposition put you back, |
| 97874 | And that unaptness made your minister |
| 97875 | Thus to excuse yourself. |
| 97876 | FLAVIUS. O my good lord, |
| 97877 | At many times I brought in my accounts, |
| 97878 | Laid them before you; you would throw them... |
| 97879 | And say you found them in mine honesty. |
| 97880 | When, for some trifling present, you have ... |
| 97881 | Return so much, I have shook my head and w... |
| 97882 | Yea, 'gainst th' authority of manners, pra... |
| 97883 | To hold your hand more close. I did endure |
| 97884 | Not seldom, nor no slight checks, when I have |
| 97885 | Prompted you in the ebb of your estate |
| 97886 | And your great flow of debts. My lov'd lord, |
| 97887 | Though you hear now- too late!- yet now's ... |
| 97888 | The greatest of your having lacks a half |
| 97889 | To pay your present debts. |
| 97890 | TIMON. Let all my land be sold. |
| 97891 | FLAVIUS. 'Tis all engag'd, some forfeited an... |
| 97892 | And what remains will hardly stop the mouth |
| 97893 | Of present dues. The future comes apace; |
| 97894 | What shall defend the interim? And at length |
| 97895 | How goes our reck'ning? |
| 97896 | TIMON. To Lacedaemon did my land extend. |
| 97897 | FLAVIUS. O my good lord, the world is but a ... |
| 97898 | Were it all yours to give it in a breath, |
| 97899 | How quickly were it gone! |
| 97900 | TIMON. You tell me true. |
| 97901 | FLAVIUS. If you suspect my husbandry or fals... |
| 97902 | Call me before th' exactest auditors |
| 97903 | And set me on the proof. So the gods bless... |
| 97904 | When all our offices have been oppress'd |
| 97905 | With riotous feeders, when our vaults have... |
| 97906 | With drunken spilth of wine, when every room |
| 97907 | Hath blaz'd with lights and bray'd with mi... |
| 97908 | I have retir'd me to a wasteful cock |
| 97909 | And set mine eyes at flow. |
| 97910 | TIMON. Prithee no more. |
| 97911 | FLAVIUS. 'Heavens,' have I said 'the bounty ... |
| 97912 | How many prodigal bits have slaves and pea... |
| 97913 | This night englutted! Who is not Lord Timo... |
| 97914 | What heart, head, sword, force, means, but... |
| 97915 | Great Timon, noble, worthy, royal Timon!' |
| 97916 | Ah! when the means are gone that buy this ... |
| 97917 | The breath is gone whereof this praise is ... |
| 97918 | Feast-won, fast-lost; one cloud of winter ... |
| 97919 | These flies are couch'd. |
| 97920 | TIMON. Come, sermon me no further. |
| 97921 | No villainous bounty yet hath pass'd my he... |
| 97922 | Unwisely, not ignobly, have I given. |
| 97923 | Why dost thou weep? Canst thou the conscie... |
| 97924 | To think I shall lack friends? Secure thy ... |
| 97925 | If I would broach the vessels of my love, |
| 97926 | And try the argument of hearts by borrowing, |
| 97927 | Men and men's fortunes could I frankly use |
| 97928 | As I can bid thee speak. |
| 97929 | FLAVIUS. Assurance bless your thoughts! |
| 97930 | TIMON. And, in some sort, these wants of min... |
| 97931 | That I account them blessings; for by these |
| 97932 | Shall I try friends. You shall perceive ho... |
| 97933 | Mistake my fortunes; I am wealthy in my fr... |
| 97934 | Within there! Flaminius! Servilius! |
| 97935 | Enter FLAMINIUS, SERVILIUS, and ano... |
| 97936 | SERVANTS. My lord! my lord! |
| 97937 | TIMON. I will dispatch you severally- you to... |
| 97938 | Lucullus you; I hunted with his honour to-... |
| 97939 | Commend me to their loves; and I am proud,... |
| 97940 | have found time to use 'em toward a supply... |
| 97941 | request be fifty talents. |
| 97942 | FLAMINIUS. As you have said, my lord. ... |
| 97943 | FLAVIUS. [Aside] Lord Lucius and Lucullus? H... |
| 97944 | TIMON. Go you, sir, to the senators, |
| 97945 | Of whom, even to the state's best health, ... |
| 97946 | Deserv'd this hearing. Bid 'em send o' th'... |
| 97947 | A thousand talents to me. |
| 97948 | FLAVIUS. I have been bold, |
| 97949 | For that I knew it the most general way, |
| 97950 | To them to use your signet and your name; |
| 97951 | But they do shake their heads, and I am here |
| 97952 | No richer in return. |
| 97953 | TIMON. Is't true? Can't be? |
| 97954 | FLAVIUS. They answer, in a joint and corpora... |
| 97955 | That now they are at fall, want treasure, ... |
| 97956 | Do what they would, are sorry- you are hon... |
| 97957 | But yet they could have wish'd- they know ... |
| 97958 | Something hath been amiss- a noble nature |
| 97959 | May catch a wrench- would all were well!- ... |
| 97960 | And so, intending other serious matters, |
| 97961 | After distasteful looks, and these hard fr... |
| 97962 | With certain half-caps and cold-moving nods, |
| 97963 | They froze me into silence. |
| 97964 | TIMON. You gods, reward them! |
| 97965 | Prithee, man, look cheerly. These old fellows |
| 97966 | Have their ingratitude in them hereditary. |
| 97967 | Their blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it seldom... |
| 97968 | 'Tis lack of kindly warmth they are not kind; |
| 97969 | And nature, as it grows again toward earth, |
| 97970 | Is fashion'd for the journey dull and heavy. |
| 97971 | Go to Ventidius. Prithee be not sad, |
| 97972 | Thou art true and honest; ingeniously I sp... |
| 97973 | No blame belongs to thee. Ventidius lately |
| 97974 | Buried his father, by whose death he's ste... |
| 97975 | Into a great estate. When he was poor, |
| 97976 | Imprison'd, and in scarcity of friends, |
| 97977 | I clear'd him with five talents. Greet him... |
| 97978 | Bid him suppose some good necessity |
| 97979 | Touches his friend, which craves to be rem... |
| 97980 | With those five talents. That had, give't ... |
| 97981 | To whom 'tis instant due. Nev'r speak or t... |
| 97982 | That Timon's fortunes 'mong his friends ca... |
| 97983 | FLAVIUS. I would I could not think it. |
| 97984 | That thought is bounty's foe; |
| 97985 | Being free itself, it thinks all others so... |
| 97986 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 97987 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 97988 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 97989 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 97990 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 97991 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 97992 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
| 97993 | SERVICE THAT CHARGES FOR DOWNLOAD TIME OR FOR ... |
| 97994 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 97995 | LUCULLUS' house |
| 97996 | FLAMINIUS waiting to speak with LUCULLUS. Ente... |
| 97997 | SERVANT. I have told my lord of you; he is c... |
| 97998 | FLAMINIUS. I thank you, sir. |
| 97999 | Enter LUCULLUS |
| 98000 | SERVANT. Here's my lord. |
| 98001 | LUCULLUS. [Aside] One of Lord Timon's men? A... |
| 98002 | this hits right; I dreamt of a silver basi... |
| 98003 | Flaminius, honest Flaminius, you are very ... |
| 98004 | sir. Fill me some wine. [Exit SERVANT] And... |
| 98005 | honourable, complete, freehearted gentlema... |
| 98006 | bountiful good lord and master? |
| 98007 | FLAMINIUS. His health is well, sir. |
| 98008 | LUCULLUS. I am right glad that his health is... |
| 98009 | hast thou there under thy cloak, pretty Fl... |
| 98010 | FLAMINIUS. Faith, nothing but an empty box, ... |
| 98011 | behalf I come to entreat your honour to su... |
| 98012 | great and instant occasion to use fifty ta... |
| 98013 | your lordship to furnish him, nothing doub... |
| 98014 | assistance therein. |
| 98015 | LUCULLIUS. La, la, la, la! 'Nothing doubting... |
| 98016 | lord! a noble gentleman 'tis, if he would ... |
| 98017 | house. Many a time and often I ha' din'd w... |
| 98018 | on't; and come again to supper to him of p... |
| 98019 | spend less; and yet he would embrace no co... |
| 98020 | by my coming. Every man has his fault, and... |
| 98021 | told him on't, but I could ne'er get him f... |
| 98022 | Re-enter SERVANT, with wine |
| 98023 | SERVANT. Please your lordship, here is the w... |
| 98024 | LUCULLUS. Flaminius, I have noted thee alway... |
| 98025 | FLAMINIUS. Your lordship speaks your pleasure. |
| 98026 | LUCULLUS. I have observed thee always for a ... |
| 98027 | give thee thy due, and one that knows what... |
| 98028 | canst use the time well, if the time use t... |
| 98029 | thee. [To SERVANT] Get you gone, sirrah. [... |
| 98030 | nearer, honest Flaminius. Thy lord's a bou... |
| 98031 | thou art wise, and thou know'st well enoug... |
| 98032 | to me, that this is no time to lend money,... |
| 98033 | friendship without security. Here's three ... |
| 98034 | Good boy, wink at me, and say thou saw'st ... |
| 98035 | FLAMINIUS. Is't possible the world should so... |
| 98036 | And we alive that liv'd? Fly, damned basen... |
| 98037 | To him that worships thee. [Throwi... |
| 98038 | LUCULLUS. Ha! Now I see thou art a fool, and... |
| 98039 | Exit |
| 98040 | FLAMINIUS. May these add to the number that ... |
| 98041 | Let molten coin be thy damnation, |
| 98042 | Thou disease of a friend and not himself! |
| 98043 | Has friendship such a faint and milky heart |
| 98044 | It turns in less than two nights? O you gods, |
| 98045 | I feel my master's passion! This slave |
| 98046 | Unto his honour has my lord's meat in him; |
| 98047 | Why should it thrive and turn to nutriment |
| 98048 | When he is turn'd to poison? |
| 98049 | O, may diseases only work upon't! |
| 98050 | And when he's sick to death, let not that ... |
| 98051 | Which my lord paid for be of any power |
| 98052 | To expel sickness, but prolong his hour! ... |
| 98053 | SCENE II. |
| 98054 | A public place |
| 98055 | Enter Lucius, with three STRANGERS |
| 98056 | LUCIUS. Who, the Lord Timon? He is my very g... |
| 98057 | honourable gentleman. |
| 98058 | FIRST STRANGER. We know him for no less, tho... |
| 98059 | strangers to him. But I can tell you one t... |
| 98060 | which I hear from common rumours: now Lord... |
| 98061 | are done and past, and his estate shrinks ... |
| 98062 | LUCIUS. Fie, no: do not believe it; he canno... |
| 98063 | SECOND STRANGER. But believe you this, my lo... |
| 98064 | one of his men was with the Lord Lucullus... |
| 98065 | talents; nay, urg'd extremely for't, and s... |
| 98066 | belong'd to't, and yet was denied. |
| 98067 | LUCIUS. How? |
| 98068 | SECOND STRANGER. I tell you, denied, my lord. |
| 98069 | LUCIUS. What a strange case was that! Now, b... |
| 98070 | asham'd on't. Denied that honourable man! ... |
| 98071 | honour show'd in't. For my own part, I mus... |
| 98072 | received some small kindnesses from him, a... |
| 98073 | and such-like trifles, nothing comparing t... |
| 98074 | mistook him and sent to me, I should ne'er... |
| 98075 | occasion so many talents. |
| 98076 | Enter SERVILIUS |
| 98077 | SERVILIUS. See, by good hap, yonder's my lor... |
| 98078 | his honour.- My honour'd lord! |
| 98079 | LUCIUS. Servilius? You are kindly met, sir. ... |
| 98080 | me to thy honourable virtuous lord, my ver... |
| 98081 | SERVILIUS. May it please your honour, my lor... |
| 98082 | LUCIUS. Ha! What has he sent? I am so much e... |
| 98083 | he's ever sending. How shall I thank him, ... |
| 98084 | has he sent now? |
| 98085 | SERVILIUS. Has only sent his present occasio... |
| 98086 | requesting your lordship to supply his ins... |
| 98087 | talents. |
| 98088 | LUCIUS. I know his lordship is but merry wit... |
| 98089 | He cannot want fifty-five hundred talents. |
| 98090 | SERVILIUS. But in the mean time he wants les... |
| 98091 | If his occasion were not virtuous |
| 98092 | I should not urge it half so faithfully. |
| 98093 | LUCIUS. Dost thou speak seriously, Servilius? |
| 98094 | SERVILIUS. Upon my soul, 'tis true, sir. |
| 98095 | LUCIUS. What a wicked beast was I to disfurn... |
| 98096 | a good time, when I might ha' shown myself... |
| 98097 | unluckily it happ'ned that I should purcha... |
| 98098 | little part and undo a great deal of honou... |
| 98099 | before the gods, I am not able to do- the ... |
| 98100 | was sending to use Lord Timon myself, thes... |
| 98101 | witness; but I would not for the wealth of... |
| 98102 | now. Commend me bountifully to his good lo... |
| 98103 | honour will conceive the fairest of me, be... |
| 98104 | to be kind. And tell him this from me: I c... |
| 98105 | greatest afflictions, say, that I cannot p... |
| 98106 | honourable gentleman. Good Servilius, will... |
| 98107 | as to use mine own words to him? |
| 98108 | SERVILIUS. Yes, sir, I shall. |
| 98109 | LUCIUS. I'll look you out a good turn, Servi... |
| 98110 | ... |
| 98111 | True, as you said, Timon is shrunk indeed; |
| 98112 | And he that's once denied will hardly spee... |
| 98113 | FIRST STRANGER. Do you observe this, Hostilius? |
| 98114 | SECOND STRANGER. Ay, too well. |
| 98115 | FIRST STRANGER. Why, this is the world's sou... |
| 98116 | piece |
| 98117 | Is every flatterer's spirit. Who can call ... |
| 98118 | That dips in the same dish? For, in my kno... |
| 98119 | Timon has been this lord's father, |
| 98120 | And kept his credit with his purse; |
| 98121 | Supported his estate; nay, Timon's money |
| 98122 | Has paid his men their wages. He ne'er drinks |
| 98123 | But Timon's silver treads upon his lip; |
| 98124 | And yet- O, see the monstrousness of man |
| 98125 | When he looks out in an ungrateful shape!- |
| 98126 | He does deny him, in respect of his, |
| 98127 | What charitable men afford to beggars. |
| 98128 | THIRD STRANGER. Religion groans at it. |
| 98129 | FIRST STRANGER. For mine own part, |
| 98130 | I never tasted Timon in my life, |
| 98131 | Nor came any of his bounties over me |
| 98132 | To mark me for his friend; yet I protest, |
| 98133 | For his right noble mind, illustrious virtue, |
| 98134 | And honourable carriage, |
| 98135 | Had his necessity made use of me, |
| 98136 | I would have put my wealth into donation, |
| 98137 | And the best half should have return'd to ... |
| 98138 | So much I love his heart. But I perceive |
| 98139 | Men must learn now with pity to dispense; |
| 98140 | For policy sits above conscience. ... |
| 98141 | SCENE III. |
| 98142 | SEMPRONIUS' house |
| 98143 | Enter SEMPRONIUS and a SERVANT of TIMON'S |
| 98144 | SEMPRONIUS. Must he needs trouble me in't? H... |
| 98145 | He might have tried Lord Lucius or Lucullus; |
| 98146 | And now Ventidius is wealthy too, |
| 98147 | Whom he redeem'd from prison. All these |
| 98148 | Owe their estates unto him. |
| 98149 | SERVANT. My lord, |
| 98150 | They have all been touch'd and found base ... |
| 98151 | They have all denied him. |
| 98152 | SEMPRONIUS. How! Have they denied him? |
| 98153 | Has Ventidius and Lucullus denied him? |
| 98154 | And does he send to me? Three? Humh! |
| 98155 | It shows but little love or judgment in him. |
| 98156 | Must I be his last refuge? His friends, li... |
| 98157 | Thrice give him over. Must I take th' cure... |
| 98158 | Has much disgrac'd me in't; I'm angry at him, |
| 98159 | That might have known my place. I see no s... |
| 98160 | But his occasions might have woo'd me firs... |
| 98161 | For, in my conscience, I was the first man |
| 98162 | That e'er received gift from him. |
| 98163 | And does he think so backwardly of me now |
| 98164 | That I'll requite it last? No; |
| 98165 | So it may prove an argument of laughter |
| 98166 | To th' rest, and I 'mongst lords be though... |
| 98167 | I'd rather than the worth of thrice the sum |
| 98168 | Had sent to me first, but for my mind's sake; |
| 98169 | I'd such a courage to do him good. But now... |
| 98170 | And with their faint reply this answer join: |
| 98171 | Who bates mine honour shall not know my co... |
| 98172 | SERVANT. Excellent! Your lordship's a goodly... |
| 98173 | knew not what he did when he made man poli... |
| 98174 | by't; and I cannot think but, in the end, ... |
| 98175 | will set him clear. How fairly this lord s... |
| 98176 | Takes virtuous copies to be wicked, like t... |
| 98177 | ardent zeal would set whole realms on fire. |
| 98178 | Of such a nature is his politic love. |
| 98179 | This was my lord's best hope; now all are ... |
| 98180 | Save only the gods. Now his friends are de... |
| 98181 | Doors that were ne'er acquainted with thei... |
| 98182 | Many a bounteous year must be employ'd |
| 98183 | Now to guard sure their master. |
| 98184 | And this is all a liberal course allows: |
| 98185 | Who cannot keep his wealth must keep his h... |
| 98186 | SCENE IV. |
| 98187 | A hall in TIMON'S house |
| 98188 | Enter two Of VARRO'S MEN, meeting LUCIUS' SERV... |
| 98189 | all being servants of TIMON's creditors, to wa... |
| 98190 | Then enter TITUS and HORTENSIUS |
| 98191 | FIRST VARRO'S SERVANT. Well met; good morrow... |
| 98192 | TITUS. The like to you, kind Varro. |
| 98193 | HORTENSIUS. Lucius! What, do we meet together? |
| 98194 | LUCIUS' SERVANT. Ay, and I think one busines... |
| 98195 | for mine is money. |
| 98196 | TITUS. So is theirs and ours. |
| 98197 | Enter PHILOTUS |
| 98198 | LUCIUS' SERVANT. And Sir Philotus too! |
| 98199 | PHILOTUS. Good day at once. |
| 98200 | LUCIUS' SERVANT. welcome, good brother, what... |
| 98201 | PHILOTUS. Labouring for nine. |
| 98202 | LUCIUS' SERVANT. So much? |
| 98203 | PHILOTUS. Is not my lord seen yet? |
| 98204 | LUCIUS' SERVANT. Not yet. |
| 98205 | PHILOTUS. I wonder on't; he was wont to shin... |
| 98206 | LUCIUS' SERVANT. Ay, but the days are wax'd ... |
| 98207 | You must consider that a prodigal course |
| 98208 | Is like the sun's, but not like his recove... |
| 98209 | I fear |
| 98210 | 'Tis deepest winter in Lord Timon's purse; |
| 98211 | That is, one may reach deep enough and yet |
| 98212 | Find little. |
| 98213 | PHILOTUS. I am of your fear for that. |
| 98214 | TITUS. I'll show you how t' observe a strang... |
| 98215 | Your lord sends now for money. |
| 98216 | HORTENSIUS. Most true, he does. |
| 98217 | TITUS. And he wears jewels now of Timon's gift, |
| 98218 | For which I wait for money. |
| 98219 | HORTENSIUS. It is against my heart. |
| 98220 | LUCIUS' SERVANT. Mark how strange it shows |
| 98221 | Timon in this should pay more than he owes; |
| 98222 | And e'en as if your lord should wear rich ... |
| 98223 | And send for money for 'em. |
| 98224 | HORTENSIUS. I'm weary of this charge, the go... |
| 98225 | I know my lord hath spent of Timon's wealth, |
| 98226 | And now ingratitude makes it worse than st... |
| 98227 | FIRST VARRO'S SERVANT. Yes, mine's three tho... |
| 98228 | yours? |
| 98229 | LUCIUS' SERVANT. Five thousand mine. |
| 98230 | FIRST VARRO'S SERVANT. 'Tis much deep; and i... |
| 98231 | sum |
| 98232 | Your master's confidence was above mine, |
| 98233 | Else surely his had equall'd. |
| 98234 | Enter FLAMINIUS |
| 98235 | TITUS. One of Lord Timon's men. |
| 98236 | LUCIUS' SERVANT. Flaminius! Sir, a word. Pra... |
| 98237 | come forth? |
| 98238 | FLAMINIUS. No, indeed, he is not. |
| 98239 | TITUS. We attend his lordship; pray signify ... |
| 98240 | FLAMINIUS. I need not tell him that; he know... |
| 98241 | Exit |
| 98242 | Enter FLAVIUS, in a cloak, mu... |
| 98243 | LUCIUS' SERVANT. Ha! Is not that his steward... |
| 98244 | He goes away in a cloud. Call him, call him. |
| 98245 | TITUS. Do you hear, sir? |
| 98246 | SECOND VARRO'S SERVANT. By your leave, sir. |
| 98247 | FLAVIUS. What do ye ask of me, my friend? |
| 98248 | TITUS. We wait for certain money here, sir. |
| 98249 | FLAVIUS. Ay, |
| 98250 | If money were as certain as your waiting, |
| 98251 | 'Twere sure enough. |
| 98252 | Why then preferr'd you not your sums and b... |
| 98253 | When your false masters eat of my lord's m... |
| 98254 | Then they could smile, and fawn upon his d... |
| 98255 | And take down th' int'rest into their glut... |
| 98256 | You do yourselves but wrong to stir me up; |
| 98257 | Let me pass quietly. |
| 98258 | Believe't, my lord and I have made an end: |
| 98259 | I have no more to reckon, he to spend. |
| 98260 | LUCIUS' SERVANT. Ay, but this answer will no... |
| 98261 | FLAVIUS. If 'twill not serve, 'tis not so ba... |
| 98262 | For you serve knaves. ... |
| 98263 | FIRST VARRO'S SERVANT. How! What does his ca... |
| 98264 | SECOND VARRO'S SERVANT. No matter what; he's... |
| 98265 | revenge enough. Who can speak broader than... |
| 98266 | to put his head in? Such may rail against ... |
| 98267 | Enter SERVILIUS |
| 98268 | TITUS. O, here's Servilius; now we shall kno... |
| 98269 | SERVILIUS. If I might beseech you, gentlemen... |
| 98270 | hour, I should derive much from't; for tak... |
| 98271 | leans wondrously to discontent. His comfor... |
| 98272 | forsook him; he's much out of health and k... |
| 98273 | LUCIUS' SERVANT. Many do keep their chambers... |
| 98274 | And if it be so far beyond his health, |
| 98275 | Methinks he should the sooner pay his debts, |
| 98276 | And make a clear way to the gods. |
| 98277 | SERVILIUS. Good gods! |
| 98278 | TITUS. We cannot take this for answer, sir. |
| 98279 | FLAMINIUS. [Within] Servilius, help! My lord... |
| 98280 | Enter TIMON, in a rage, FLAMINIUS f... |
| 98281 | TIMON. What, are my doors oppos'd against my... |
| 98282 | Have I been ever free, and must my house |
| 98283 | Be my retentive enemy, my gaol? |
| 98284 | The place which I have feasted, does it now, |
| 98285 | Like all mankind, show me an iron heart? |
| 98286 | LUCIUS' SERVANT. Put in now, Titus. |
| 98287 | TITUS. My lord, here is my bill. |
| 98288 | LUCIUS' SERVANT. Here's mine. |
| 98289 | HORTENSIUS. And mine, my lord. |
| 98290 | BOTH VARRO'S SERVANTS. And ours, my lord. |
| 98291 | PHILOTUS. All our bills. |
| 98292 | TIMON. Knock me down with 'em; cleave me to ... |
| 98293 | LUCIUS' SERVANT. Alas, my lord- |
| 98294 | TIMON. Cut my heart in sums. |
| 98295 | TITUS. Mine, fifty talents. |
| 98296 | TIMON. Tell out my blood. |
| 98297 | LUCIUS' SERVANT. Five thousand crowns, my lord. |
| 98298 | TIMON. Five thousand drops pays that. What y... |
| 98299 | FIRST VARRO'S SERVANT. My lord- |
| 98300 | SECOND VARRO'S SERVANT. My lord- |
| 98301 | TIMON. Tear me, take me, and the gods fall u... |
| 98302 | HORTENSIUS. Faith, I perceive our masters ma... |
| 98303 | their money. These debts may well be call'... |
| 98304 | madman owes 'em. ... |
| 98305 | Re-enter TIMON and FLAVIUS |
| 98306 | TIMON. They have e'en put my breath from me,... |
| 98307 | Creditors? Devils! |
| 98308 | FLAVIUS. My dear lord- |
| 98309 | TIMON. What if it should be so? |
| 98310 | FLAMINIUS. My lord- |
| 98311 | TIMON. I'll have it so. My steward! |
| 98312 | FLAVIUS. Here, my lord. |
| 98313 | TIMON. So fitly? Go, bid all my friends agai... |
| 98314 | Lucius, Lucullus, and Sempronius- all. |
| 98315 | I'll once more feast the rascals. |
| 98316 | FLAVIUS. O my lord, |
| 98317 | You only speak from your distracted soul; |
| 98318 | There is not so much left to furnish out |
| 98319 | A moderate table. |
| 98320 | TIMON. Be it not in thy care. |
| 98321 | Go, I charge thee, invite them all; let in... |
| 98322 | Of knaves once more; my cook and I'll prov... |
| 98323 | SCENE V. |
| 98324 | The Senate House |
| 98325 | Enter three SENATORS at one door, ALCIBIADES m... |
| 98326 | FIRST SENATOR. My lord, you have my voice to... |
| 98327 | 'Tis necessary he should die: |
| 98328 | Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy. |
| 98329 | SECOND SENATOR. Most true; the law shall bru... |
| 98330 | ALCIBIADES. Honour, health, and compassion, ... |
| 98331 | FIRST SENATOR. Now, Captain? |
| 98332 | ALCIBIADES. I am an humble suitor to your vi... |
| 98333 | For pity is the virtue of the law, |
| 98334 | And none but tyrants use it cruelly. |
| 98335 | It pleases time and fortune to lie heavy |
| 98336 | Upon a friend of mine, who in hot blood |
| 98337 | Hath stepp'd into the law, which is past d... |
| 98338 | To those that without heed do plunge into't. |
| 98339 | He is a man, setting his fate aside, |
| 98340 | Of comely virtues; |
| 98341 | Nor did he soil the fact with cowardice- |
| 98342 | An honour in him which buys out his fault- |
| 98343 | But with a noble fury and fair spirit, |
| 98344 | Seeing his reputation touch'd to death, |
| 98345 | He did oppose his foe; |
| 98346 | And with such sober and unnoted passion |
| 98347 | He did behove his anger ere 'twas spent, |
| 98348 | As if he had but prov'd an argument. |
| 98349 | FIRST SENATOR. You undergo too strict a para... |
| 98350 | Striving to make an ugly deed look fair; |
| 98351 | Your words have took such pains as if they... |
| 98352 | To bring manslaughter into form and set |
| 98353 | Quarrelling upon the head of valour; which... |
| 98354 | Is valour misbegot, and came into the world |
| 98355 | When sects and factions were newly born. |
| 98356 | He's truly valiant that can wisely suffer |
| 98357 | The worst that man can breathe, |
| 98358 | And make his wrongs his outsides, |
| 98359 | To wear them like his raiment, carelessly, |
| 98360 | And ne'er prefer his injuries to his heart, |
| 98361 | To bring it into danger. |
| 98362 | If wrongs be evils, and enforce us kill, |
| 98363 | What folly 'tis to hazard life for ill! |
| 98364 | ALCIBIADES. My lord- |
| 98365 | FIRST SENATOR. You cannot make gross sins lo... |
| 98366 | To revenge is no valour, but to bear. |
| 98367 | ALCIBIADES. My lords, then, under favour, pa... |
| 98368 | If I speak like a captain: |
| 98369 | Why do fond men expose themselves to battle, |
| 98370 | And not endure all threats? Sleep upon't, |
| 98371 | And let the foes quietly cut their throats, |
| 98372 | Without repugnancy? If there be |
| 98373 | Such valour in the bearing, what make we |
| 98374 | Abroad? Why, then, women are more valiant, |
| 98375 | That stay at home, if bearing carry it; |
| 98376 | And the ass more captain than the lion; th... |
| 98377 | Loaden with irons wiser than the judge, |
| 98378 | If wisdom be in suffering. O my lords, |
| 98379 | As you are great, be pitifully good. |
| 98380 | Who cannot condemn rashness in cold blood? |
| 98381 | To kill, I grant, is sin's extremest gust; |
| 98382 | But, in defence, by mercy, 'tis most just. |
| 98383 | To be in anger is impiety; |
| 98384 | But who is man that is not angry? |
| 98385 | Weigh but the crime with this. |
| 98386 | SECOND SENATOR. You breathe in vain. |
| 98387 | ALCIBIADES. In vain! His service done |
| 98388 | At Lacedaemon and Byzantium |
| 98389 | Were a sufficient briber for his life. |
| 98390 | FIRST SENATOR. What's that? |
| 98391 | ALCIBIADES. Why, I say, my lords, has done f... |
| 98392 | And slain in fight many of your enemies; |
| 98393 | How full of valour did he bear himself |
| 98394 | In the last conflict, and made plenteous w... |
| 98395 | SECOND SENATOR. He has made too much plenty ... |
| 98396 | He's a sworn rioter; he has a sin that often |
| 98397 | Drowns him and takes his valour prisoner. |
| 98398 | If there were no foes, that were enough |
| 98399 | To overcome him. In that beastly fury |
| 98400 | He has been known to commit outrages |
| 98401 | And cherish factions. 'Tis inferr'd to us |
| 98402 | His days are foul and his drink dangerous. |
| 98403 | FIRST SENATOR. He dies. |
| 98404 | ALCIBIADES. Hard fate! He might have died in... |
| 98405 | My lords, if not for any parts in him- |
| 98406 | Though his right arm might purchase his ow... |
| 98407 | And be in debt to none- yet, more to move ... |
| 98408 | Take my deserts to his, and join 'em both; |
| 98409 | And, for I know your reverend ages love |
| 98410 | Security, I'll pawn my victories, all |
| 98411 | My honours to you, upon his good returns. |
| 98412 | If by this crime he owes the law his life, |
| 98413 | Why, let the war receive't in valiant gore; |
| 98414 | For law is strict, and war is nothing more. |
| 98415 | FIRST SENATOR. We are for law: he dies. Urge... |
| 98416 | On height of our displeasure. Friend or br... |
| 98417 | He forfeits his own blood that spills anot... |
| 98418 | ALCIBIADES. Must it be so? It must not be. M... |
| 98419 | I do beseech you, know me. |
| 98420 | SECOND SENATOR. How! |
| 98421 | ALCIBIADES. Call me to your remembrances. |
| 98422 | THIRD SENATOR. What! |
| 98423 | ALCIBIADES. I cannot think but your age has ... |
| 98424 | It could not else be I should prove so base |
| 98425 | To sue, and be denied such common grace. |
| 98426 | My wounds ache at you. |
| 98427 | FIRST SENATOR. Do you dare our anger? |
| 98428 | 'Tis in few words, but spacious in effect: |
| 98429 | We banish thee for ever. |
| 98430 | ALCIBIADES. Banish me! |
| 98431 | Banish your dotage! Banish usury |
| 98432 | That makes the Senate ugly. |
| 98433 | FIRST SENATOR. If after two days' shine Athe... |
| 98434 | Attend our weightier judgment. And, not to... |
| 98435 | He shall be executed presently. ... |
| 98436 | ALCIBIADES. Now the gods keep you old enough... |
| 98437 | Only in bone, that none may look on you! |
| 98438 | I'm worse than mad; I have kept back their... |
| 98439 | While they have told their money and let out |
| 98440 | Their coin upon large interest, I myself |
| 98441 | Rich only in large hurts. All those for th... |
| 98442 | Is this the balsam that the usuring Senate |
| 98443 | Pours into captains' wounds? Banishment! |
| 98444 | It comes not ill; I hate not to be banish'd; |
| 98445 | It is a cause worthy my spleen and fury, |
| 98446 | That I may strike at Athens. I'll cheer up |
| 98447 | My discontented troops, and lay for hearts. |
| 98448 | 'Tis honour with most lands to be at odds; |
| 98449 | Soldiers should brook as little wrongs as ... |
| 98450 | SCENE VI. |
| 98451 | A banqueting hall in TIMON'S house |
| 98452 | Music. Tables set out; servants attending. Ent... |
| 98453 | friends of TIMON, at several doors |
| 98454 | FIRST LORD. The good time of day to you, sir. |
| 98455 | SECOND LORD. I also wish it to you. I think ... |
| 98456 | did but try us this other day. |
| 98457 | FIRST LORD. Upon that were my thoughts tirin... |
| 98458 | I hope it is not so low with him as he mad... |
| 98459 | of his several friends. |
| 98460 | SECOND LORD. It should not be, by the persua... |
| 98461 | feasting. |
| 98462 | FIRST LORD. I should think so. He hath sent ... |
| 98463 | which many my near occasions did urge me t... |
| 98464 | conjur'd me beyond them, and I must needs ... |
| 98465 | SECOND LORD. In like manner was I in debt to... |
| 98466 | business, but he would not hear my excuse.... |
| 98467 | sent to borrow of me, that my provision wa... |
| 98468 | FIRST LORD. I am sick of that grief too, as ... |
| 98469 | things go. |
| 98470 | SECOND LORD. Every man here's so. What would... |
| 98471 | you? |
| 98472 | FIRST LORD. A thousand pieces. |
| 98473 | SECOND LORD. A thousand pieces! |
| 98474 | FIRST LORD. What of you? |
| 98475 | SECOND LORD. He sent to me, sir- here he comes. |
| 98476 | Enter TIMON and attendants |
| 98477 | TIMON. With all my heart, gentlemen both! An... |
| 98478 | FIRST LORD. Ever at the best, hearing well o... |
| 98479 | SECOND LORD. The swallow follows not summer ... |
| 98480 | your lordship. |
| 98481 | TIMON. [Aside] Nor more willingly leaves win... |
| 98482 | are men- Gentlemen, our dinner will not re... |
| 98483 | stay; feast your ears with the music awhil... |
| 98484 | harshly o' th' trumpet's sound; we shall t... |
| 98485 | FIRST LORD. I hope it remains not unkindly w... |
| 98486 | I return'd you an empty messenger. |
| 98487 | TIMON. O sir, let it not trouble you. |
| 98488 | SECOND LORD. My noble lord- |
| 98489 | TIMON. Ah, my good friend, what cheer? |
| 98490 | SECOND LORD. My most honourable lord, I am e... |
| 98491 | when your lordship this other day sent to ... |
| 98492 | unfortunate a beggar. |
| 98493 | TIMON. Think not on't, sir. |
| 98494 | SECOND LORD. If you had sent but two hours b... |
| 98495 | TIMON. Let it not cumber your better remembr... |
| 98496 | brought in] Come, bring in all together. |
| 98497 | SECOND LORD. All cover'd dishes! |
| 98498 | FIRST LORD. Royal cheer, I warrant you. |
| 98499 | THIRD LORD. Doubt not that, if money and the... |
| 98500 | FIRST LORD. How do you? What's the news? |
| 98501 | THIRD LORD. Alcibiades is banish'd. Hear you... |
| 98502 | FIRST AND SECOND LORDS. Alcibiades banish'd! |
| 98503 | THIRD LORD. 'Tis so, be sure of it. |
| 98504 | FIRST LORD. How? how? |
| 98505 | SECOND LORD. I pray you, upon what? |
| 98506 | TIMON. My worthy friends, will you draw near? |
| 98507 | THIRD LORD. I'll tell you more anon. Here's ... |
| 98508 | SECOND LORD. This is the old man still. |
| 98509 | THIRD LORD. Will't hold? Will't hold? |
| 98510 | SECOND LORD. It does; but time will- and so- |
| 98511 | THIRD LORD. I do conceive. |
| 98512 | TIMON. Each man to his stool with that spur ... |
| 98513 | of his mistress; your diet shall be in all... |
| 98514 | a city feast of it, to let the meat cool e... |
| 98515 | the first place. Sit, sit. The gods requir... |
| 98516 | You great benefactors, sprinkle our societ... |
| 98517 | For your own gifts make yourselves prais'd... |
| 98518 | give, lest your deities be despised. Lend ... |
| 98519 | that one need not lend to another; for wer... |
| 98520 | borrow of men, men would forsake the gods.... |
| 98521 | beloved more than the man that gives it. L... |
| 98522 | twenty be without a score of villains. If ... |
| 98523 | at the table, let a dozen of them be- as t... |
| 98524 | your foes, O gods, the senators of Athens,... |
| 98525 | common lag of people, what is amiss in the... |
| 98526 | suitable for destruction. For these my pre... |
| 98527 | are to me nothing, so in nothing bless the... |
| 98528 | they welcome. |
| 98529 | Uncover, dogs, and lap. [The dishes... |
| 98530 | seen to he f... |
| 98531 | SOME SPEAK. What does his lordship mean? |
| 98532 | SOME OTHER. I know not. |
| 98533 | TIMON. May you a better feast never behold, |
| 98534 | You knot of mouth-friends! Smoke and lukew... |
| 98535 | Is your perfection. This is Timon's last; |
| 98536 | Who, stuck and spangled with your flatteries, |
| 98537 | Washes it off, and sprinkles in your faces |
| 98538 | [Throwing the wat... |
| 98539 | Your reeking villainy. Live loath'd and long, |
| 98540 | Most smiling, smooth, detested parasites, |
| 98541 | Courteous destroyers, affable wolves, meek... |
| 98542 | You fools of fortune, trencher friends, ti... |
| 98543 | Cap and knee slaves, vapours, and minute-l... |
| 98544 | Of man and beast the infinite malady |
| 98545 | Crust you quite o'er! What, dost thou go? |
| 98546 | Soft, take thy physic first; thou too, and... |
| 98547 | Stay, I will lend thee money, borrow none.... |
| 98548 | dishes at them, an... |
| 98549 | What, all in motion? Henceforth be no feast |
| 98550 | Whereat a villain's not a welcome guest. |
| 98551 | Burn house! Sink Athens! Henceforth hated be |
| 98552 | Of Timon man and all humanity! ... |
| 98553 | Re-enter the LORDS |
| 98554 | FIRST LORD. How now, my lords! |
| 98555 | SECOND LORD. Know you the quality of Lord Ti... |
| 98556 | THIRD LORD. Push! Did you see my cap? |
| 98557 | FOURTH LORD. I have lost my gown. |
| 98558 | FIRST LORD. He's but a mad lord, and nought ... |
| 98559 | He gave me a jewel th' other day, and now ... |
| 98560 | my hat. Did you see my jewel? |
| 98561 | THIRD LORD. Did you see my cap? |
| 98562 | SECOND LORD. Here 'tis. |
| 98563 | FOURTH LORD. Here lies my gown. |
| 98564 | FIRST LORD. Let's make no stay. |
| 98565 | SECOND LORD. Lord Timon's mad. |
| 98566 | THIRD LORD. I feel't upon my bones. |
| 98567 | FOURTH LORD. One day he gives us diamonds, n... |
| 98568 | ... |
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| 98577 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 98578 | Without the walls of Athens |
| 98579 | Enter TIMON |
| 98580 | TIMON. Let me look back upon thee. O thou wall |
| 98581 | That girdles in those wolves, dive in the ... |
| 98582 | And fence not Athens! Matrons, turn incont... |
| 98583 | Obedience, fail in children! Slaves and fo... |
| 98584 | Pluck the grave wrinkled Senate from the b... |
| 98585 | And minister in their steads. To general f... |
| 98586 | Convert, o' th' instant, green virginity. |
| 98587 | Do't in your parents' eyes. Bankrupts, hol... |
| 98588 | Rather than render back, out with your knives |
| 98589 | And cut your trusters' throats. Bound serv... |
| 98590 | Large-handed robbers your grave masters are, |
| 98591 | And pill by law. Maid, to thy master's bed: |
| 98592 | Thy mistress is o' th' brothel. Son of six... |
| 98593 | Pluck the lin'd crutch from thy old limpin... |
| 98594 | With it beat out his brains. Piety and fear, |
| 98595 | Religion to the gods, peace, justice, truth, |
| 98596 | Domestic awe, night-rest, and neighbourhoo... |
| 98597 | Instruction, manners, mysteries, and trades, |
| 98598 | Degrees, observances, customs and laws, |
| 98599 | Decline to your confounding contraries |
| 98600 | And let confusion live. Plagues incident t... |
| 98601 | Your potent and infectious fevers heap |
| 98602 | On Athens, ripe for stroke. Thou cold scia... |
| 98603 | Cripple our senators, that their limbs may... |
| 98604 | As lamely as their manners. Lust and liberty, |
| 98605 | Creep in the minds and marrows of our youth, |
| 98606 | That 'gainst the stream of virtue they may... |
| 98607 | And drown themselves in riot. Itches, blains, |
| 98608 | Sow all th' Athenian bosoms, and their crop |
| 98609 | Be general leprosy! Breath infect breath, |
| 98610 | That their society, as their friendship, may |
| 98611 | Be merely poison! Nothing I'll bear from thee |
| 98612 | But nakedness, thou detestable town! |
| 98613 | Take thou that too, with multiplying bans. |
| 98614 | Timon will to the woods, where he shall find |
| 98615 | Th' unkindest beast more kinder than mankind. |
| 98616 | The gods confound- hear me, you good gods ... |
| 98617 | The Athenians both within and out that wall! |
| 98618 | And grant, as Timon grows, his hate may grow |
| 98619 | To the whole race of mankind, high and low! |
| 98620 | Amen. ... |
| 98621 | SCENE II. |
| 98622 | Athens. TIMON's house |
| 98623 | Enter FLAVIUS, with two or three SERVANTS |
| 98624 | FIRST SERVANT. Hear you, Master Steward, whe... |
| 98625 | Are we undone, cast off, nothing remaining? |
| 98626 | FLAVIUS. Alack, my fellows, what should I sa... |
| 98627 | Let me be recorded by the righteous gods, |
| 98628 | I am as poor as you. |
| 98629 | FIRST SERVANT. Such a house broke! |
| 98630 | So noble a master fall'n! All gone, and not |
| 98631 | One friend to take his fortune by the arm |
| 98632 | And go along with him? |
| 98633 | SECOND SERVANT. As we do turn our backs |
| 98634 | From our companion, thrown into his grave, |
| 98635 | So his familiars to his buried fortunes |
| 98636 | Slink all away; leave their false vows wit... |
| 98637 | Like empty purses pick'd; and his poor self, |
| 98638 | A dedicated beggar to the air, |
| 98639 | With his disease of all-shunn'd poverty, |
| 98640 | Walks, like contempt, alone. More of our f... |
| 98641 | Enter other SERVANTS |
| 98642 | FLAVIUS. All broken implements of a ruin'd h... |
| 98643 | THIRD SERVANT. Yet do our hearts wear Timon'... |
| 98644 | That see I by our faces. We are fellows st... |
| 98645 | Serving alike in sorrow. Leak'd is our bark; |
| 98646 | And we, poor mates, stand on the dying deck, |
| 98647 | Hearing the surges threat. We must all part |
| 98648 | Into this sea of air. |
| 98649 | FLAVIUS. Good fellows all, |
| 98650 | The latest of my wealth I'll share amongst... |
| 98651 | Wherever we shall meet, for Timon's sake, |
| 98652 | Let's yet be fellows; let's shake our head... |
| 98653 | As 'twere a knell unto our master's fortune, |
| 98654 | 'We have seen better days.' Let each take ... |
| 98655 | [... |
| 98656 | Nay, put out all your hands. Not one word ... |
| 98657 | Thus part we rich in sorrow, parting poor. |
| 98658 | [Embrace, and ... |
| 98659 | O the fierce wretchedness that glory bring... |
| 98660 | Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt, |
| 98661 | Since riches point to misery and contempt? |
| 98662 | Who would be so mock'd with glory, or to live |
| 98663 | But in a dream of friendship, |
| 98664 | To have his pomp, and all what state compo... |
| 98665 | But only painted, like his varnish'd friends? |
| 98666 | Poor honest lord, brought low by his own h... |
| 98667 | Undone by goodness! Strange, unusual blood, |
| 98668 | When man's worst sin is he does too much g... |
| 98669 | Who then dares to be half so kind again? |
| 98670 | For bounty, that makes gods, does still ma... |
| 98671 | My dearest lord- blest to be most accurst, |
| 98672 | Rich only to be wretched- thy great fortunes |
| 98673 | Are made thy chief afflictions. Alas, kind... |
| 98674 | He's flung in rage from this ingrateful seat |
| 98675 | Of monstrous friends; nor has he with him to |
| 98676 | Supply his life, or that which can command... |
| 98677 | I'll follow and enquire him out. |
| 98678 | I'll ever serve his mind with my best will; |
| 98679 | Whilst I have gold, I'll be his steward st... |
| 98680 | SCENE III. |
| 98681 | The woods near the sea-shore. Before TIMON'S cave |
| 98682 | Enter TIMON in the woods |
| 98683 | TIMON. O blessed breeding sun, draw from the... |
| 98684 | Rotten humidity; below thy sister's orb |
| 98685 | Infect the air! Twinn'd brothers of one womb- |
| 98686 | Whose procreation, residence, and birth, |
| 98687 | Scarce is dividant- touch them with severa... |
| 98688 | The greater scorns the lesser. Not nature, |
| 98689 | To whom all sores lay siege, can bear grea... |
| 98690 | But by contempt of nature. |
| 98691 | Raise me this beggar and deny't that lord: |
| 98692 | The senator shall bear contempt hereditary, |
| 98693 | The beggar native honour. |
| 98694 | It is the pasture lards the rother's sides, |
| 98695 | The want that makes him lean. Who dares, w... |
| 98696 | In purity of manhood stand upright, |
| 98697 | And say 'This man's a flatterer'? If one be, |
| 98698 | So are they all; for every grise of fortune |
| 98699 | Is smooth'd by that below. The learned pate |
| 98700 | Ducks to the golden fool. All's oblique; |
| 98701 | There's nothing level in our cursed natures |
| 98702 | But direct villainy. Therefore be abhorr'd |
| 98703 | All feasts, societies, and throngs of men! |
| 98704 | His semblable, yea, himself, Timon disdains. |
| 98705 | Destruction fang mankind! Earth, yield me ... |
| 98706 | ... |
| 98707 | Who seeks for better of thee, sauce his pa... |
| 98708 | With thy most operant poison. What is here? |
| 98709 | Gold? Yellow, glittering, precious gold? N... |
| 98710 | I am no idle votarist. Roots, you clear he... |
| 98711 | Thus much of this will make black white, f... |
| 98712 | Wrong right, base noble, old young, coward... |
| 98713 | Ha, you gods! why this? What, this, you go... |
| 98714 | Will lug your priests and servants from yo... |
| 98715 | Pluck stout men's pillows from below their... |
| 98716 | This yellow slave |
| 98717 | Will knit and break religions, bless th' a... |
| 98718 | Make the hoar leprosy ador'd, place thieves |
| 98719 | And give them title, knee, and approbation, |
| 98720 | With senators on the bench. This is it |
| 98721 | That makes the wappen'd widow wed again- |
| 98722 | She whom the spital-house and ulcerous sores |
| 98723 | Would cast the gorge at this embalms and s... |
| 98724 | To th 'April day again. Come, damn'd earth, |
| 98725 | Thou common whore of mankind, that puts odds |
| 98726 | Among the rout of nations, I will make thee |
| 98727 | Do thy right nature. ... |
| 98728 | Ha! a drum? Th'art quick, |
| 98729 | But yet I'll bury thee. Thou't go, strong ... |
| 98730 | When gouty keepers of thee cannot stand. |
| 98731 | Nay, stay thou out for earnest. [... |
| 98732 | Enter ALCIBIADES, with drum and fife... |
| 98733 | manner; and PHRYNIA and TIMA... |
| 98734 | ALCIBIADES. What art thou there? Speak. |
| 98735 | TIMON. A beast, as thou art. The canker gnaw... |
| 98736 | For showing me again the eyes of man! |
| 98737 | ALCIBIADES. What is thy name? Is man so hate... |
| 98738 | That art thyself a man? |
| 98739 | TIMON. I am Misanthropos, and hate mankind. |
| 98740 | For thy part, I do wish thou wert a dog, |
| 98741 | That I might love thee something. |
| 98742 | ALCIBIADES. I know thee well; |
| 98743 | But in thy fortunes am unlearn'd and strange. |
| 98744 | TIMON. I know thee too; and more than that I... |
| 98745 | I not desire to know. Follow thy drum; |
| 98746 | With man's blood paint the ground, gules, ... |
| 98747 | Religious canons, civil laws, are cruel; |
| 98748 | Then what should war be? This fell whore o... |
| 98749 | Hath in her more destruction than thy sword |
| 98750 | For all her cherubin look. |
| 98751 | PHRYNIA. Thy lips rot off! |
| 98752 | TIMON. I will not kiss thee; then the rot re... |
| 98753 | To thine own lips again. |
| 98754 | ALCIBIADES. How came the noble Timon to this... |
| 98755 | TIMON. As the moon does, by wanting light to... |
| 98756 | But then renew I could not, like the moon; |
| 98757 | There were no suns to borrow of. |
| 98758 | ALCIBIADES. Noble Timon, |
| 98759 | What friendship may I do thee? |
| 98760 | TIMON. None, but to |
| 98761 | Maintain my opinion. |
| 98762 | ALCIBIADES. What is it, Timon? |
| 98763 | TIMON. Promise me friendship, but perform no... |
| 98764 | promise, the gods plague thee, for thou ar... |
| 98765 | perform, confound thee, for thou art a man! |
| 98766 | ALCIBIADES. I have heard in some sort of thy... |
| 98767 | TIMON. Thou saw'st them when I had prosperity. |
| 98768 | ALCIBIADES. I see them now; then was a bless... |
| 98769 | TIMON. As thine is now, held with a brace of... |
| 98770 | TIMANDRA. Is this th' Athenian minion whom t... |
| 98771 | Voic'd so regardfully? |
| 98772 | TIMON. Art thou Timandra? |
| 98773 | TIMANDRA. Yes. |
| 98774 | TIMON. Be a whore still; they love thee not ... |
| 98775 | Give them diseases, leaving with thee thei... |
| 98776 | Make use of thy salt hours. Season the slaves |
| 98777 | For tubs and baths; bring down rose-cheek'... |
| 98778 | To the tub-fast and the diet. |
| 98779 | TIMANDRA. Hang thee, monster! |
| 98780 | ALCIBIADES. Pardon him, sweet Timandra, for ... |
| 98781 | Are drown'd and lost in his calamities. |
| 98782 | I have but little gold of late, brave Timon, |
| 98783 | The want whereof doth daily make revolt |
| 98784 | In my penurious band. I have heard, and gr... |
| 98785 | How cursed Athens, mindless of thy worth, |
| 98786 | Forgetting thy great deeds, when neighbour... |
| 98787 | But for thy sword and fortune, trod upon t... |
| 98788 | TIMON. I prithee beat thy drum and get thee ... |
| 98789 | ALCIBIADES. I am thy friend, and pity thee, ... |
| 98790 | TIMON. How dost thou pity him whom thou dost... |
| 98791 | I had rather be alone. |
| 98792 | ALCIBIADES. Why, fare thee well; |
| 98793 | Here is some gold for thee. |
| 98794 | TIMON. Keep it: I cannot eat it. |
| 98795 | ALCIBIADES. When I have laid proud Athens on... |
| 98796 | TIMON. War'st thou 'gainst Athens? |
| 98797 | ALCIBIADES. Ay, Timon, and have cause. |
| 98798 | TIMON. The gods confound them all in thy con... |
| 98799 | And thee after, when thou hast conquer'd! |
| 98800 | ALCIBIADES. Why me, Timon? |
| 98801 | TIMON. That by killing of villains |
| 98802 | Thou wast born to conquer my country. |
| 98803 | Put up thy gold. Go on. Here's gold. Go on. |
| 98804 | Be as a planetary plague, when Jove |
| 98805 | Will o'er some high-vic'd city hang his po... |
| 98806 | In the sick air; let not thy sword skip one. |
| 98807 | Pity not honour'd age for his white beard: |
| 98808 | He is an usurer. Strike me the counterfeit... |
| 98809 | It is her habit only that is honest, |
| 98810 | Herself's a bawd. Let not the virgin's cheek |
| 98811 | Make soft thy trenchant sword; for those m... |
| 98812 | That through the window bars bore at men's... |
| 98813 | Are not within the leaf of pity writ, |
| 98814 | But set them down horrible traitors. Spare... |
| 98815 | Whose dimpled smiles from fools exhaust th... |
| 98816 | Think it a bastard whom the oracle |
| 98817 | Hath doubtfully pronounc'd thy throat shal... |
| 98818 | And mince it sans remorse. Swear against a... |
| 98819 | Put armour on thine ears and on thine eyes, |
| 98820 | Whose proof nor yells of mothers, maids, n... |
| 98821 | Nor sight of priests in holy vestments ble... |
| 98822 | Shall pierce a jot. There's gold to pay th... |
| 98823 | Make large confusion; and, thy fury spent, |
| 98824 | Confounded be thyself! Speak not, be gone. |
| 98825 | ALCIBIADES. Hast thou gold yet? I'll take th... |
| 98826 | Not all thy counsel. |
| 98827 | TIMON. Dost thou, or dost thou not, heaven's... |
| 98828 | PHRYNIA AND TIMANDRA. Give us some gold, goo... |
| 98829 | Hast thou more? |
| 98830 | TIMON. Enough to make a whore forswear her t... |
| 98831 | And to make whores a bawd. Hold up, you sl... |
| 98832 | Your aprons mountant; you are not oathable, |
| 98833 | Although I know you'll swear, terribly swear, |
| 98834 | Into strong shudders and to heavenly agues, |
| 98835 | Th' immortal gods that hear you. Spare you... |
| 98836 | I'll trust to your conditions. Be whores s... |
| 98837 | And he whose pious breath seeks to convert... |
| 98838 | Be strong in whore, allure him, burn him up; |
| 98839 | Let your close fire predominate his smoke, |
| 98840 | And be no turncoats. Yet may your pains si... |
| 98841 | Be quite contrary! And thatch your poor th... |
| 98842 | With burdens of the dead- some that were h... |
| 98843 | No matter. Wear them, betray with them. Wh... |
| 98844 | Paint till a horse may mire upon your face. |
| 98845 | A pox of wrinkles! |
| 98846 | PHRYNIA AND TIMANDRA. Well, more gold. What ... |
| 98847 | Believe't that we'll do anything for gold. |
| 98848 | TIMON. Consumptions sow |
| 98849 | In hollow bones of man; strike their sharp... |
| 98850 | And mar men's spurring. Crack the lawyer's... |
| 98851 | That he may never more false title plead, |
| 98852 | Nor sound his quillets shrilly. Hoar the f... |
| 98853 | That scolds against the quality of flesh |
| 98854 | And not believes himself. Down with the nose, |
| 98855 | Down with it flat, take the bridge quite away |
| 98856 | Of him that, his particular to foresee, |
| 98857 | Smells from the general weal. Make curl'd-... |
| 98858 | And let the unscarr'd braggarts of the war |
| 98859 | Derive some pain from you. Plague all, |
| 98860 | That your activity may defeat and quell |
| 98861 | The source of all erection. There's more g... |
| 98862 | Do you damn others, and let this damn you, |
| 98863 | And ditches grave you all! |
| 98864 | PHRYNIA AND TIMANDRA. More counsel with more... |
| 98865 | Timon. |
| 98866 | TIMON. More whore, more mischief first; I ha... |
| 98867 | ALCIBIADES. Strike up the drum towards Athen... |
| 98868 | If I thrive well, I'll visit thee again. |
| 98869 | TIMON. If I hope well, I'll never see thee m... |
| 98870 | ALCIBIADES. I never did thee harm. |
| 98871 | TIMON. Yes, thou spok'st well of me. |
| 98872 | ALCIBIADES. Call'st thou that harm? |
| 98873 | TIMON. Men daily find it. Get thee away, and... |
| 98874 | Thy beagles with thee. |
| 98875 | ALCIBIADES. We but offend him. Strike. |
| 98876 | Drum beats. Ex... |
| 98877 | TIMON. That nature, being sick of man's unki... |
| 98878 | Should yet be hungry! Common mother, thou,... |
| 98879 | Whose womb unmeasurable and infinite breast |
| 98880 | Teems and feeds all; whose self-same mettle, |
| 98881 | Whereof thy proud child, arrogant man, is ... |
| 98882 | Engenders the black toad and adder blue, |
| 98883 | The gilded newt and eyeless venom'd worm, |
| 98884 | With all th' abhorred births below crisp h... |
| 98885 | Whereon Hyperion's quick'ning fire doth sh... |
| 98886 | Yield him, who all thy human sons doth hate, |
| 98887 | From forth thy plenteous bosom, one poor r... |
| 98888 | Ensear thy fertile and conceptious womb, |
| 98889 | Let it no more bring out ingrateful man! |
| 98890 | Go great with tigers, dragons, wolves, and... |
| 98891 | Teem with new monsters whom thy upward face |
| 98892 | Hath to the marbled mansion all above |
| 98893 | Never presented!- O, a root! Dear thanks!- |
| 98894 | Dry up thy marrows, vines, and plough-torn... |
| 98895 | Whereof ingrateful man, with liquorish dra... |
| 98896 | And morsels unctuous, greases his pure mind, |
| 98897 | That from it all consideration slips- |
| 98898 | Enter APEMANTUS |
| 98899 | More man? Plague, plague! |
| 98900 | APEMANTUS. I was directed hither. Men report |
| 98901 | Thou dost affect my manners and dost use t... |
| 98902 | TIMON. 'Tis, then, because thou dost not kee... |
| 98903 | Whom I would imitate. Consumption catch thee! |
| 98904 | APEMANTUS. This is in thee a nature but infe... |
| 98905 | A poor unmanly melancholy sprung |
| 98906 | From change of fortune. Why this spade, th... |
| 98907 | This slave-like habit and these looks of c... |
| 98908 | Thy flatterers yet wear silk, drink wine, ... |
| 98909 | Hug their diseas'd perfumes, and have forgot |
| 98910 | That ever Timon was. Shame not these woods |
| 98911 | By putting on the cunning of a carper. |
| 98912 | Be thou a flatterer now, and seek to thrive |
| 98913 | By that which has undone thee: hinge thy k... |
| 98914 | And let his very breath whom thou'lt observe |
| 98915 | Blow off thy cap; praise his most vicious ... |
| 98916 | And call it excellent. Thou wast told thus; |
| 98917 | Thou gav'st thine ears, like tapsters that... |
| 98918 | To knaves and all approachers. 'Tis most just |
| 98919 | That thou turn rascal; hadst thou wealth a... |
| 98920 | Rascals should have't. Do not assume my li... |
| 98921 | TIMON. Were I like thee, I'd throw away myself. |
| 98922 | APEMANTUS. Thou hast cast away thyself, bein... |
| 98923 | A madman so long, now a fool. What, think'st |
| 98924 | That the bleak air, thy boisterous chamber... |
| 98925 | Will put thy shirt on warm? Will these moi... |
| 98926 | That have outliv'd the eagle, page thy heels |
| 98927 | And skip when thou point'st out? Will the ... |
| 98928 | Candied with ice, caudle thy morning taste |
| 98929 | To cure thy o'ernight's surfeit? Call the ... |
| 98930 | Whose naked natures live in all the spite |
| 98931 | Of wreakful heaven, whose bare unhoused tr... |
| 98932 | To the conflicting elements expos'd, |
| 98933 | Answer mere nature- bid them flatter thee. |
| 98934 | O, thou shalt find- |
| 98935 | TIMON. A fool of thee. Depart. |
| 98936 | APEMANTUS. I love thee better now than e'er ... |
| 98937 | TIMON. I hate thee worse. |
| 98938 | APEMANTUS. Why? |
| 98939 | TIMON. Thou flatter'st misery. |
| 98940 | APEMANTUS. I flatter not, but say thou art a... |
| 98941 | TIMON. Why dost thou seek me out? |
| 98942 | APEMANTUS. To vex thee. |
| 98943 | TIMON. Always a villain's office or a fool's. |
| 98944 | Dost please thyself in't? |
| 98945 | APEMANTUS. Ay. |
| 98946 | TIMON. What, a knave too? |
| 98947 | APEMANTUS. If thou didst put this sour-cold ... |
| 98948 | To castigate thy pride, 'twere well; but thou |
| 98949 | Dost it enforcedly. Thou'dst courtier be a... |
| 98950 | Wert thou not beggar. Willing misery |
| 98951 | Outlives incertain pomp, is crown'd before. |
| 98952 | The one is filling still, never complete; |
| 98953 | The other, at high wish. Best state, conte... |
| 98954 | Hath a distracted and most wretched being, |
| 98955 | Worse than the worst, content. |
| 98956 | Thou should'st desire to die, being misera... |
| 98957 | TIMON. Not by his breath that is more misera... |
| 98958 | Thou art a slave whom Fortune's tender arm |
| 98959 | With favour never clasp'd, but bred a dog. |
| 98960 | Hadst thou, like us from our first swath, ... |
| 98961 | The sweet degrees that this brief world af... |
| 98962 | To such as may the passive drugs of it |
| 98963 | Freely command, thou wouldst have plung'd ... |
| 98964 | In general riot, melted down thy youth |
| 98965 | In different beds of lust, and never learn'd |
| 98966 | The icy precepts of respect, but followed |
| 98967 | The sug'red game before thee. But myself, |
| 98968 | Who had the world as my confectionary; |
| 98969 | The mouths, the tongues, the eyes, and hea... |
| 98970 | At duty, more than I could frame employment; |
| 98971 | That numberless upon me stuck, as leaves |
| 98972 | Do on the oak, have with one winter's brush |
| 98973 | Fell from their boughs, and left me open, ... |
| 98974 | For every storm that blows- I to bear this, |
| 98975 | That never knew but better, is some burden. |
| 98976 | Thy nature did commence in sufferance; time |
| 98977 | Hath made thee hard in't. Why shouldst tho... |
| 98978 | They never flatter'd thee. What hast thou ... |
| 98979 | If thou wilt curse, thy father, that poor ... |
| 98980 | Must be thy subject; who, in spite, put stuff |
| 98981 | To some she-beggar and compounded thee |
| 98982 | Poor rogue hereditary. Hence, be gone. |
| 98983 | If thou hadst not been born the worst of men, |
| 98984 | Thou hadst been a knave and flatterer. |
| 98985 | APEMANTUS. Art thou proud yet? |
| 98986 | TIMON. Ay, that I am not thee. |
| 98987 | APEMANTUS. I, that I was |
| 98988 | No prodigal. |
| 98989 | TIMON. I, that I am one now. |
| 98990 | Were all the wealth I have shut up in thee, |
| 98991 | I'd give thee leave to hang it. Get thee g... |
| 98992 | That the whole life of Athens were in this! |
| 98993 | Thus would I eat it. ... |
| 98994 | APEMANTUS. Here! I will mend thy feast. |
| 98995 | [... |
| 98996 | TIMON. First mend my company: take away thys... |
| 98997 | APEMANTUS. So I shall mend mine own by th' l... |
| 98998 | TIMON. 'Tis not well mended so; it is but bo... |
| 98999 | If not, I would it were. |
| 99000 | APEMANTUS. What wouldst thou have to Athens? |
| 99001 | TIMON. Thee thither in a whirlwind. If thou ... |
| 99002 | Tell them there I have gold; look, so I have. |
| 99003 | APEMANTUS. Here is no use for gold. |
| 99004 | TIMON. The best and truest; |
| 99005 | For here it sleeps and does no hired harm. |
| 99006 | APEMANTUS. Where liest a nights, Timon? |
| 99007 | TIMON. Under that's above me. |
| 99008 | Where feed'st thou a days, Apemantus? |
| 99009 | APEMANTUS. Where my stomach. finds meat; or ... |
| 99010 | TIMON. Would poison were obedient, and knew ... |
| 99011 | APEMANTUS. Where wouldst thou send it? |
| 99012 | TIMON. To sauce thy dishes. |
| 99013 | APEMANTUS. The middle of humanity thou never... |
| 99014 | extremity of both ends. When thou wast in ... |
| 99015 | perfume, they mock'd thee for too much cur... |
| 99016 | thou know'st none, but art despis'd for th... |
| 99017 | medlar for thee; eat it. |
| 99018 | TIMON. On what I hate I feed not. |
| 99019 | APEMANTUS. Dost hate a medlar? |
| 99020 | TIMON. Ay, though it look like thee. |
| 99021 | APEMANTUS. An th' hadst hated medlars sooner... |
| 99022 | loved thyself better now. What man didst t... |
| 99023 | that was beloved after his means? |
| 99024 | TIMON. Who, without those means thou talk'st... |
| 99025 | know belov'd? |
| 99026 | APEMANTUS. Myself. |
| 99027 | TIMON. I understand thee: thou hadst some me... |
| 99028 | APEMANTUS. What things in the world canst th... |
| 99029 | thy flatterers? |
| 99030 | TIMON. Women nearest; but men, men are the t... |
| 99031 | wouldst thou do with the world, Apemantus,... |
| 99032 | power? |
| 99033 | APEMANTUS. Give it the beasts, to be rid of ... |
| 99034 | TIMON. Wouldst thou have thyself fall in the... |
| 99035 | remain a beast with the beasts? |
| 99036 | APEMANTUS. Ay, Timon. |
| 99037 | TIMON. A beastly ambition, which the gods gr... |
| 99038 | If thou wert the lion, the fox would begui... |
| 99039 | the lamb, the fox would eat thee; if thou ... |
| 99040 | would suspect thee, when, peradventure, th... |
| 99041 | ass. If thou wert the ass, thy dulness wou... |
| 99042 | still thou liv'dst but as a breakfast to t... |
| 99043 | the wolf, thy greediness would afflict the... |
| 99044 | shouldst hazard thy life for thy dinner. W... |
| 99045 | pride and wrath would confound thee, and m... |
| 99046 | conquest of thy fury. Wert thou bear, thou... |
| 99047 | the horse; wert thou a horse, thou wouldst... |
| 99048 | leopard; wert thou a leopard, thou wert ge... |
| 99049 | the spots of thy kindred were jurors on th... |
| 99050 | were remotion, and thy defence absence. Wh... |
| 99051 | be that were not subject to a beast? And w... |
| 99052 | already, that seest not thy loss in transf... |
| 99053 | APEMANTUS. If thou couldst please me with sp... |
| 99054 | mightst have hit upon it here. The commonw... |
| 99055 | become a forest of beasts. |
| 99056 | TIMON. How has the ass broke the wall, that ... |
| 99057 | city? |
| 99058 | APEMANTUS. Yonder comes a poet and a painter... |
| 99059 | light upon thee! I will fear to catch it, ... |
| 99060 | know not what else to do, I'll see thee ag... |
| 99061 | TIMON. When there is nothing living but thee... |
| 99062 | welcome. I had rather be a beggar's dog th... |
| 99063 | APEMANTUS. Thou art the cap of all the fools... |
| 99064 | TIMON. Would thou wert clean enough to spit ... |
| 99065 | APEMANTUS. A plague on thee! thou art too ba... |
| 99066 | TIMON. All villains that do stand by thee ar... |
| 99067 | APEMANTUS. There is no leprosy but what thou... |
| 99068 | TIMON. If I name thee. |
| 99069 | I'll beat thee- but I should infect my hands. |
| 99070 | APEMANTUS. I would my tongue could rot them ... |
| 99071 | TIMON. Away, thou issue of a mangy dog! |
| 99072 | Choler does kill me that thou art alive; |
| 99073 | I swoon to see thee. |
| 99074 | APEMANTUS. Would thou wouldst burst! |
| 99075 | TIMON. Away, |
| 99076 | Thou tedious rogue! I am sorry I shall lose |
| 99077 | A stone by thee. [Thro... |
| 99078 | APEMANTUS. Beast! |
| 99079 | TIMON. Slave! |
| 99080 | APEMANTUS. Toad! |
| 99081 | TIMON. Rogue, rogue, rogue! |
| 99082 | I am sick of this false world, and will lo... |
| 99083 | But even the mere necessities upon't. |
| 99084 | Then, Timon, presently prepare thy grave; |
| 99085 | Lie where the light foam of the sea may beat |
| 99086 | Thy gravestone daily; make thine epitaph, |
| 99087 | That death in me at others' lives may laugh. |
| 99088 | [Looks at the gold] O thou sweet king-kill... |
| 99089 | 'Twixt natural son and sire! thou bright d... |
| 99090 | Of Hymen's purest bed! thou valiant Mars! |
| 99091 | Thou ever young, fresh, lov'd, and delicat... |
| 99092 | Whose blush doth thaw the consecrated snow |
| 99093 | That lies on Dian's lap! thou visible god, |
| 99094 | That sold'rest close impossibilities, |
| 99095 | And mak'st them kiss! that speak'st with e... |
| 99096 | To every purpose! O thou touch of hearts! |
| 99097 | Think thy slave man rebels, and by thy virtue |
| 99098 | Set them into confounding odds, that beasts |
| 99099 | May have the world in empire! |
| 99100 | APEMANTUS. Would 'twere so! |
| 99101 | But not till I am dead. I'll say th' hast ... |
| 99102 | Thou wilt be throng'd to shortly. |
| 99103 | TIMON. Throng'd to? |
| 99104 | APEMANTUS. Ay. |
| 99105 | TIMON. Thy back, I prithee. |
| 99106 | APEMANTUS. Live, and love thy misery! |
| 99107 | TIMON. Long live so, and so die! [Exit APEMA... |
| 99108 | things like men? Eat, Timon, and abhor them. |
| 99109 | Enter the BANDITTI |
| 99110 | FIRST BANDIT. Where should he have this gold... |
| 99111 | fragment, some slender ort of his remainde... |
| 99112 | gold and the falling-from of his friends d... |
| 99113 | melancholy. |
| 99114 | SECOND BANDIT. It is nois'd he hath a mass o... |
| 99115 | THIRD BANDIT. Let us make the assay upon him... |
| 99116 | he will supply us easily; if he covetously... |
| 99117 | shall's get it? |
| 99118 | SECOND BANDIT. True; for he bears it not abo... |
| 99119 | FIRST BANDIT. Is not this he? |
| 99120 | BANDITTI. Where? |
| 99121 | SECOND BANDIT. 'Tis his description. |
| 99122 | THIRD BANDIT. He; I know him. |
| 99123 | BANDITTI. Save thee, Timon! |
| 99124 | TIMON. Now, thieves? |
| 99125 | BANDITTI. Soldiers, not thieves. |
| 99126 | TIMON. Both too, and women's sons. |
| 99127 | BANDITTI. We are not thieves, but men that m... |
| 99128 | TIMON. Your greatest want is, you want much ... |
| 99129 | Why should you want? Behold, the earth hat... |
| 99130 | Within this mile break forth a hundred spr... |
| 99131 | The oaks bear mast, the briars scarlet hips; |
| 99132 | The bounteous housewife Nature on each bush |
| 99133 | Lays her full mess before you. Want! Why w... |
| 99134 | FIRST BANDIT. We cannot live on grass, on be... |
| 99135 | As beasts and birds and fishes. |
| 99136 | TIMON. Nor on the beasts themselves, the bir... |
| 99137 | You must eat men. Yet thanks I must you con |
| 99138 | That you are thieves profess'd, that you w... |
| 99139 | In holier shapes; for there is boundless t... |
| 99140 | In limited professions. Rascal thieves, |
| 99141 | Here's gold. Go, suck the subtle blood o' ... |
| 99142 | Till the high fever seethe your blood to f... |
| 99143 | And so scape hanging. Trust not the physic... |
| 99144 | His antidotes are poison, and he slays |
| 99145 | Moe than you rob. Take wealth and lives to... |
| 99146 | Do villainy, do, since you protest to do't, |
| 99147 | Like workmen. I'll example you with thievery: |
| 99148 | The sun's a thief, and with his great attr... |
| 99149 | Robs the vast sea; the moon's an arrant th... |
| 99150 | And her pale fire she snatches from the sun; |
| 99151 | The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge reso... |
| 99152 | The moon into salt tears; the earth's a th... |
| 99153 | That feeds and breeds by a composture stol... |
| 99154 | From gen'ral excrement- each thing's a thief. |
| 99155 | The laws, your curb and whip, in their rou... |
| 99156 | Has uncheck'd theft. Love not yourselves; ... |
| 99157 | Rob one another. There's more gold. Cut th... |
| 99158 | All that you meet are thieves. To Athens go, |
| 99159 | Break open shops; nothing can you steal |
| 99160 | But thieves do lose it. Steal not less for... |
| 99161 | I give you; and gold confound you howsoe'er! |
| 99162 | Amen. |
| 99163 | THIRD BANDIT. Has almost charm'd me from my ... |
| 99164 | persuading me to it. |
| 99165 | FIRST BANDIT. 'Tis in the malice of mankind ... |
| 99166 | us; not to have us thrive in our mystery. |
| 99167 | SECOND BANDIT. I'll believe him as an enemy,... |
| 99168 | trade. |
| 99169 | FIRST BANDIT. Let us first see peace in Athe... |
| 99170 | miserable but a man may be true. ... |
| 99171 | Enter FLAVIUS, to TIMON |
| 99172 | FLAVIUS. O you gods! |
| 99173 | Is yond despis'd and ruinous man my lord? |
| 99174 | Full of decay and failing? O monument |
| 99175 | And wonder of good deeds evilly bestow'd! |
| 99176 | What an alteration of honour |
| 99177 | Has desp'rate want made! |
| 99178 | What viler thing upon the earth than friends, |
| 99179 | Who can bring noblest minds to basest ends! |
| 99180 | How rarely does it meet with this time's g... |
| 99181 | When man was wish'd to love his enemies! |
| 99182 | Grant I may ever love, and rather woo |
| 99183 | Those that would mischief me than those th... |
| 99184 | Has caught me in his eye; I will present |
| 99185 | My honest grief unto him, and as my lord |
| 99186 | Still serve him with my life. My dearest m... |
| 99187 | TIMON. Away! What art thou? |
| 99188 | FLAVIUS. Have you forgot me, sir? |
| 99189 | TIMON. Why dost ask that? I have forgot all ... |
| 99190 | Then, if thou grant'st th'art a man, I hav... |
| 99191 | FLAVIUS. An honest poor servant of yours. |
| 99192 | TIMON. Then I know thee not. |
| 99193 | I never had honest man about me, I. |
| 99194 | All I kept were knaves, to serve in meat t... |
| 99195 | FLAVIUS. The gods are witness, |
| 99196 | Nev'r did poor steward wear a truer grief |
| 99197 | For his undone lord than mine eyes for you. |
| 99198 | TIMON. What, dost thou weep? Come nearer. Th... |
| 99199 | Because thou art a woman and disclaim'st |
| 99200 | Flinty mankind, whose eyes do never give |
| 99201 | But thorough lust and laughter. Pity's sle... |
| 99202 | Strange times, that weep with laughing, no... |
| 99203 | FLAVIUS. I beg of you to know me, good my lord, |
| 99204 | T' accept my grief, and whilst this poor w... |
| 99205 | To entertain me as your steward still. |
| 99206 | TIMON. Had I a steward |
| 99207 | So true, so just, and now so comfortable? |
| 99208 | It almost turns my dangerous nature mild. |
| 99209 | Let me behold thy face. Surely, this man |
| 99210 | Was born of woman. |
| 99211 | Forgive my general and exceptless rashness, |
| 99212 | You perpetual-sober gods! I do proclaim |
| 99213 | One honest man- mistake me not, but one; |
| 99214 | No more, I pray- and he's a steward. |
| 99215 | How fain would I have hated all mankind! |
| 99216 | And thou redeem'st thyself. But all, save ... |
| 99217 | I fell with curses. |
| 99218 | Methinks thou art more honest now than wise; |
| 99219 | For by oppressing and betraying me |
| 99220 | Thou mightst have sooner got another service; |
| 99221 | For many so arrive at second masters |
| 99222 | Upon their first lord's neck. But tell me ... |
| 99223 | For I must ever doubt though ne'er so sure, |
| 99224 | Is not thy kindness subtle, covetous, |
| 99225 | If not a usuring kindness, and as rich men... |
| 99226 | Expecting in return twenty for one? |
| 99227 | FLAVIUS. No, my most worthy master, in whose... |
| 99228 | Doubt and suspect, alas, are plac'd too late! |
| 99229 | You should have fear'd false times when yo... |
| 99230 | Suspect still comes where an estate is least. |
| 99231 | That which I show, heaven knows, is merely... |
| 99232 | Duty, and zeal, to your unmatched mind, |
| 99233 | Care of your food and living; and believe it, |
| 99234 | My most honour'd lord, |
| 99235 | For any benefit that points to me, |
| 99236 | Either in hope or present, I'd exchange |
| 99237 | For this one wish, that you had power and ... |
| 99238 | To requite me by making rich yourself. |
| 99239 | TIMON. Look thee, 'tis so! Thou singly hones... |
| 99240 | Here, take. The gods, out of my misery, |
| 99241 | Have sent thee treasure. Go, live rich and... |
| 99242 | But thus condition'd; thou shalt build fro... |
| 99243 | Hate all, curse all, show charity to none, |
| 99244 | But let the famish'd flesh slide from the ... |
| 99245 | Ere thou relieve the beggar. Give to dogs |
| 99246 | What thou deniest to men; let prisons swal... |
| 99247 | Debts wither 'em to nothing. Be men like b... |
| 99248 | And may diseases lick up their false bloods! |
| 99249 | And so, farewell and thrive. |
| 99250 | FLAVIUS. O, let me stay |
| 99251 | And comfort you, my master. |
| 99252 | TIMON. If thou hat'st curses, |
| 99253 | Stay not; fly whilst thou art blest and free. |
| 99254 | Ne'er see thou man, and let me ne'er see t... |
| 99255 | ... |
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| 99264 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 99265 | The woods. Before TIMON's cave |
| 99266 | Enter POET and PAINTER |
| 99267 | PAINTER. As I took note of the place, it can... |
| 99268 | abides. |
| 99269 | POET. to be thought of him? Does the rumour ... |
| 99270 | so full of gold? |
| 99271 | PAINTER. Certain. Alcibiades reports it; Phr... |
| 99272 | gold of him. He likewise enrich'd poor str... |
| 99273 | great quantity. 'Tis said he gave unto his... |
| 99274 | POET. Then this breaking of his has been but... |
| 99275 | PAINTER. Nothing else. You shall see him a p... |
| 99276 | and flourish with the highest. Therefore '... |
| 99277 | our loves to him in this suppos'd distress... |
| 99278 | honestly in us, and is very likely to load... |
| 99279 | they travail for, if it be just and true r... |
| 99280 | having. |
| 99281 | POET. What have you now to present unto him? |
| 99282 | PAINTER. Nothing at this time but my visitat... |
| 99283 | promise him an excellent piece. |
| 99284 | POET. I must serve him so too, tell him of a... |
| 99285 | toward him. |
| 99286 | PAINTER. Good as the best. Promising is the ... |
| 99287 | it opens the eyes of expectation. Performa... |
| 99288 | for his act, and but in the plainer and si... |
| 99289 | the deed of saying is quite out of use. To... |
| 99290 | courtly and fashionable; performance is a ... |
| 99291 | testament which argues a great sickness in... |
| 99292 | makes it. |
| 99293 | Enter TIMON from his cave |
| 99294 | TIMON. [Aside] Excellent workman! Thou canst... |
| 99295 | as is thyself. |
| 99296 | POET. I am thinking what I shall say I have ... |
| 99297 | must be a personating of himself; a satire... |
| 99298 | of prosperity, with a discovery of the inf... |
| 99299 | follow youth and opulency. |
| 99300 | TIMON. [Aside] Must thou needs stand for a v... |
| 99301 | work? Wilt thou whip thine own faults in o... |
| 99302 | gold for thee. |
| 99303 | POET. Nay, let's seek him; |
| 99304 | Then do we sin against our own estate |
| 99305 | When we may profit meet and come too late. |
| 99306 | PAINTER. True; |
| 99307 | When the day serves, before black-corner'd... |
| 99308 | Find what thou want'st by free and offer'd... |
| 99309 | Come. |
| 99310 | TIMON. [Aside] I'll meet you at the turn. Wh... |
| 99311 | That he is worshipp'd in a baser temple |
| 99312 | Than where swine feed! |
| 99313 | 'Tis thou that rig'st the bark and plough'... |
| 99314 | Settlest admired reverence in a slave. |
| 99315 | To thee be worship! and thy saints for aye |
| 99316 | Be crown'd with plagues, that thee alone o... |
| 99317 | Fit I meet them. [Advanc... |
| 99318 | POET. Hail, worthy Timon! |
| 99319 | PAINTER. Our late noble master! |
| 99320 | TIMON. Have I once liv'd to see two honest men? |
| 99321 | POET. Sir, |
| 99322 | Having often of your open bounty tasted, |
| 99323 | Hearing you were retir'd, your friends fal... |
| 99324 | Whose thankless natures- O abhorred spirits!- |
| 99325 | Not all the whips of heaven are large enough- |
| 99326 | What! to you, |
| 99327 | Whose star-like nobleness gave life and in... |
| 99328 | To their whole being! I am rapt, and canno... |
| 99329 | The monstrous bulk of this ingratitude |
| 99330 | With any size of words. |
| 99331 | TIMON. Let it go naked: men may see't the be... |
| 99332 | You that are honest, by being what you are, |
| 99333 | Make them best seen and known. |
| 99334 | PAINTER. He and myself |
| 99335 | Have travail'd in the great show'r of your... |
| 99336 | And sweetly felt it. |
| 99337 | TIMON. Ay, you are honest men. |
| 99338 | PAINTER. We are hither come to offer you our... |
| 99339 | TIMON. Most honest men! Why, how shall I req... |
| 99340 | Can you eat roots, and drink cold water- No? |
| 99341 | BOTH. What we can do, we'll do, to do you se... |
| 99342 | TIMON. Y'are honest men. Y'have heard that I... |
| 99343 | I am sure you have. Speak truth; y'are hon... |
| 99344 | PAINTER. So it is said, my noble lord; but t... |
| 99345 | Came not my friend nor I. |
| 99346 | TIMON. Good honest men! Thou draw'st a count... |
| 99347 | Best in all Athens. Th'art indeed the best; |
| 99348 | Thou counterfeit'st most lively. |
| 99349 | PAINTER. So, so, my lord. |
| 99350 | TIMON. E'en so, sir, as I say. [To To POET] ... |
| 99351 | Why, thy verse swells with stuff so fine a... |
| 99352 | That thou art even natural in thine art. |
| 99353 | But for all this, my honest-natur'd friends, |
| 99354 | I must needs say you have a little fault. |
| 99355 | Marry, 'tis not monstrous in you; neither ... |
| 99356 | You take much pains to mend. |
| 99357 | BOTH. Beseech your honour |
| 99358 | To make it known to us. |
| 99359 | TIMON. You'll take it ill. |
| 99360 | BOTH. Most thankfully, my lord. |
| 99361 | TIMON. Will you indeed? |
| 99362 | BOTH. Doubt it not, worthy lord. |
| 99363 | TIMON. There's never a one of you but trusts... |
| 99364 | That mightily deceives you. |
| 99365 | BOTH. Do we, my lord? |
| 99366 | TIMON. Ay, and you hear him cog, see him dis... |
| 99367 | Know his gross patchery, love him, feed him, |
| 99368 | Keep in your bosom; yet remain assur'd |
| 99369 | That he's a made-up villain. |
| 99370 | PAINTER. I know not such, my lord. |
| 99371 | POET. Nor I. |
| 99372 | TIMON. Look you, I love you well; I'll give ... |
| 99373 | Rid me these villains from your companies. |
| 99374 | Hang them or stab them, drown them in a dr... |
| 99375 | Confound them by some course, and come to me, |
| 99376 | I'll give you gold enough. |
| 99377 | BOTH. Name them, my lord; let's know them. |
| 99378 | TIMON. You that way, and you this- but two i... |
| 99379 | Each man apart, all single and alone, |
| 99380 | Yet an arch-villain keeps him company. |
| 99381 | [To the PAINTER] If, where thou art, two v... |
| 99382 | Come not near him. [To the POET] If thou w... |
| 99383 | But where one villain is, then him abandon.- |
| 99384 | Hence, pack! there's gold; you came for go... |
| 99385 | [To the PAINTER] You have work for me; the... |
| 99386 | [To the POET] You are an alchemist; make g... |
| 99387 | Out, rascal dogs! [Beats an... |
| 99388 | Enter FLAVIUS and two SENA... |
| 99389 | FLAVIUS. It is vain that you would speak wit... |
| 99390 | For he is set so only to himself |
| 99391 | That nothing but himself which looks like man |
| 99392 | Is friendly with him. |
| 99393 | FIRST SENATOR. Bring us to his cave. |
| 99394 | It is our part and promise to th' Athenians |
| 99395 | To speak with Timon. |
| 99396 | SECOND SENATOR. At all times alike |
| 99397 | Men are not still the same; 'twas time and... |
| 99398 | That fram'd him thus. Time, with his faire... |
| 99399 | Offering the fortunes of his former days, |
| 99400 | The former man may make him. Bring us to him, |
| 99401 | And chance it as it may. |
| 99402 | FLAVIUS. Here is his cave. |
| 99403 | Peace and content be here! Lord Timon! Timon! |
| 99404 | Look out, and speak to friends. Th' Athenians |
| 99405 | By two of their most reverend Senate greet... |
| 99406 | Speak to them, noble Timon. |
| 99407 | Enter TIMON out of his cave |
| 99408 | TIMON. Thou sun that comforts, burn. Speak a... |
| 99409 | For each true word a blister, and each false |
| 99410 | Be as a cauterizing to the root o' th' ton... |
| 99411 | Consuming it with speaking! |
| 99412 | FIRST SENATOR. Worthy Timon- |
| 99413 | TIMON. Of none but such as you, and you of T... |
| 99414 | FIRST SENATOR. The senators of Athens greet ... |
| 99415 | TIMON. I thank them; and would send them bac... |
| 99416 | Could I but catch it for them. |
| 99417 | FIRST SENATOR. O, forget |
| 99418 | What we are sorry for ourselves in thee. |
| 99419 | The senators with one consent of love |
| 99420 | Entreat thee back to Athens, who have thought |
| 99421 | On special dignities, which vacant lie |
| 99422 | For thy best use and wearing. |
| 99423 | SECOND SENATOR. They confess |
| 99424 | Toward thee forgetfulness too general, gross; |
| 99425 | Which now the public body, which doth seldom |
| 99426 | Play the recanter, feeling in itself |
| 99427 | A lack of Timon's aid, hath sense withal |
| 99428 | Of it own fail, restraining aid to Timon, |
| 99429 | And send forth us to make their sorrowed r... |
| 99430 | Together with a recompense more fruitful |
| 99431 | Than their offence can weigh down by the d... |
| 99432 | Ay, even such heaps and sums of love and w... |
| 99433 | As shall to thee blot out what wrongs were... |
| 99434 | And write in thee the figures of their love, |
| 99435 | Ever to read them thine. |
| 99436 | TIMON. You witch me in it; |
| 99437 | Surprise me to the very brink of tears. |
| 99438 | Lend me a fool's heart and a woman's eyes, |
| 99439 | And I'll beweep these comforts, worthy sen... |
| 99440 | FIRST SENATOR. Therefore so please thee to r... |
| 99441 | And of our Athens, thine and ours, to take |
| 99442 | The captainship, thou shalt be met with th... |
| 99443 | Allow'd with absolute power, and thy good ... |
| 99444 | Live with authority. So soon we shall driv... |
| 99445 | Of Alcibiades th' approaches wild, |
| 99446 | Who, like a boar too savage, doth root up |
| 99447 | His country's peace. |
| 99448 | SECOND SENATOR. And shakes his threat'ning s... |
| 99449 | Against the walls of Athens. |
| 99450 | FIRST SENATOR. Therefore, Timon- |
| 99451 | TIMON. Well, sir, I will. Therefore I will, ... |
| 99452 | If Alcibiades kill my countrymen, |
| 99453 | Let Alcibiades know this of Timon, |
| 99454 | That Timon cares not. But if he sack fair ... |
| 99455 | And take our goodly aged men by th' beards, |
| 99456 | Giving our holy virgins to the stain |
| 99457 | Of contumelious, beastly, mad-brain'd war, |
| 99458 | Then let him know- and tell him Timon spea... |
| 99459 | In pity of our aged and our youth- |
| 99460 | I cannot choose but tell him that I care not, |
| 99461 | And let him take't at worst; for their kni... |
| 99462 | While you have throats to answer. For myself, |
| 99463 | There's not a whittle in th' unruly camp |
| 99464 | But I do prize it at my love before |
| 99465 | The reverend'st throat in Athens. So I lea... |
| 99466 | To the protection of the prosperous gods, |
| 99467 | As thieves to keepers. |
| 99468 | FLAVIUS. Stay not, all's in vain. |
| 99469 | TIMON. Why, I was writing of my epitaph; |
| 99470 | It will be seen to-morrow. My long sickness |
| 99471 | Of health and living now begins to mend, |
| 99472 | And nothing brings me all things. Go, live... |
| 99473 | Be Alcibiades your plague, you his, |
| 99474 | And last so long enough! |
| 99475 | FIRST SENATOR. We speak in vain. |
| 99476 | TIMON. But yet I love my country, and am not |
| 99477 | One that rejoices in the common wreck, |
| 99478 | As common bruit doth put it. |
| 99479 | FIRST SENATOR. That's well spoke. |
| 99480 | TIMON. Commend me to my loving countrymen- |
| 99481 | FIRST SENATOR. These words become your lips ... |
| 99482 | them. |
| 99483 | SECOND SENATOR. And enter in our ears like g... |
| 99484 | In their applauding gates. |
| 99485 | TIMON. Commend me to them, |
| 99486 | And tell them that, to ease them of their ... |
| 99487 | Their fears of hostile strokes, their ache... |
| 99488 | Their pangs of love, with other incident t... |
| 99489 | That nature's fragile vessel doth sustain |
| 99490 | In life's uncertain voyage, I will some ki... |
| 99491 | I'll teach them to prevent wild Alcibiades... |
| 99492 | FIRST SENATOR. I like this well; he will ret... |
| 99493 | TIMON. I have a tree, which grows here in my... |
| 99494 | That mine own use invites me to cut down, |
| 99495 | And shortly must I fell it. Tell my friends, |
| 99496 | Tell Athens, in the sequence of degree |
| 99497 | From high to low throughout, that whoso pl... |
| 99498 | To stop affliction, let him take his haste, |
| 99499 | Come hither, ere my tree hath felt the axe, |
| 99500 | And hang himself. I pray you do my greeting. |
| 99501 | FLAVIUS. Trouble him no further; thus you st... |
| 99502 | TIMON. Come not to me again; but say to Athens |
| 99503 | Timon hath made his everlasting mansion |
| 99504 | Upon the beached verge of the salt flood, |
| 99505 | Who once a day with his embossed froth |
| 99506 | The turbulent surge shall cover. Thither c... |
| 99507 | And let my gravestone be your oracle. |
| 99508 | Lips, let sour words go by and language end: |
| 99509 | What is amiss, plague and infection mend! |
| 99510 | Graves only be men's works and death their... |
| 99511 | Sun, hide thy beams. Timon hath done his r... |
| 99512 | Exit T... |
| 99513 | FIRST SENATOR. His discontents are unremovably |
| 99514 | Coupled to nature. |
| 99515 | SECOND SENATOR. Our hope in him is dead. Let... |
| 99516 | And strain what other means is left unto us |
| 99517 | In our dear peril. |
| 99518 | FIRST SENATOR. It requires swift foot. ... |
| 99519 | SCENE II. |
| 99520 | Before the walls of Athens |
| 99521 | Enter two other SENATORS with a MESSENGER |
| 99522 | FIRST SENATOR. Thou hast painfully discover'... |
| 99523 | As full as thy report? |
| 99524 | MESSENGER. I have spoke the least. |
| 99525 | Besides, his expedition promises |
| 99526 | Present approach. |
| 99527 | SECOND SENATOR. We stand much hazard if they... |
| 99528 | MESSENGER. I met a courier, one mine ancient... |
| 99529 | Whom, though in general part we were oppos'd, |
| 99530 | Yet our old love had a particular force, |
| 99531 | And made us speak like friends. This man w... |
| 99532 | From Alcibiades to Timon's cave |
| 99533 | With letters of entreaty, which imported |
| 99534 | His fellowship i' th' cause against your c... |
| 99535 | In part for his sake mov'd. |
| 99536 | Enter the other SENATORS, from ... |
| 99537 | FIRST SENATOR. Here come our brothers. |
| 99538 | THIRD SENATOR. No talk of Timon, nothing of ... |
| 99539 | The enemies' drum is heard, and fearful sc... |
| 99540 | Doth choke the air with dust. In, and prep... |
| 99541 | Ours is the fall, I fear; our foes the sna... |
| 99542 | SCENE III. |
| 99543 | The TIMON's cave, and a rude tomb seen |
| 99544 | Enter a SOLDIER in the woods, seeking TIMON |
| 99545 | SOLDIER. By all description this should be t... |
| 99546 | Who's here? Speak, ho! No answer? What is ... |
| 99547 | Timon is dead, who hath outstretch'd his s... |
| 99548 | Some beast rear'd this; here does not live... |
| 99549 | Dead, sure; and this his grave. What's on ... |
| 99550 | I cannot read; the character I'll take wit... |
| 99551 | Our captain hath in every figure skill, |
| 99552 | An ag'd interpreter, though young in days; |
| 99553 | Before proud Athens he's set down by this, |
| 99554 | Whose fall the mark of his ambition is. ... |
| 99555 | SCENE IV. |
| 99556 | Before the walls of Athens |
| 99557 | Trumpets sound. Enter ALCIBIADES with his powe... |
| 99558 | ALCIBIADES. Sound to this coward and lascivi... |
| 99559 | Our terrible approach. |
| 99560 | Sound a parley. The SENATORS appear upo... |
| 99561 | Till now you have gone on and fill'd the time |
| 99562 | With all licentious measure, making your w... |
| 99563 | The scope of justice; till now, myself, an... |
| 99564 | As slept within the shadow of your power, |
| 99565 | Have wander'd with our travers'd arms, and... |
| 99566 | Our sufferance vainly. Now the time is flush, |
| 99567 | When crouching marrow, in the bearer strong, |
| 99568 | Cries of itself 'No more!' Now breathless ... |
| 99569 | Shall sit and pant in your great chairs of... |
| 99570 | And pursy insolence shall break his wind |
| 99571 | With fear and horrid flight. |
| 99572 | FIRST SENATOR. Noble and young, |
| 99573 | When thy first griefs were but a mere conc... |
| 99574 | Ere thou hadst power or we had cause of fear, |
| 99575 | We sent to thee, to give thy rages balm, |
| 99576 | To wipe out our ingratitude with loves |
| 99577 | Above their quantity. |
| 99578 | SECOND SENATOR. So did we woo |
| 99579 | Transformed Timon to our city's love |
| 99580 | By humble message and by promis'd means. |
| 99581 | We were not all unkind, nor all deserve |
| 99582 | The common stroke of war. |
| 99583 | FIRST SENATOR. These walls of ours |
| 99584 | Were not erected by their hands from whom |
| 99585 | You have receiv'd your griefs; nor are the... |
| 99586 | That these great tow'rs, trophies, and sch... |
| 99587 | For private faults in them. |
| 99588 | SECOND SENATOR. Nor are they living |
| 99589 | Who were the motives that you first went out; |
| 99590 | Shame, that they wanted cunning, in excess |
| 99591 | Hath broke their hearts. March, noble lord, |
| 99592 | Into our city with thy banners spread. |
| 99593 | By decimation and a tithed death- |
| 99594 | If thy revenges hunger for that food |
| 99595 | Which nature loathes- take thou the destin... |
| 99596 | And by the hazard of the spotted die |
| 99597 | Let die the spotted. |
| 99598 | FIRST SENATOR. All have not offended; |
| 99599 | For those that were, it is not square to t... |
| 99600 | On those that are, revenge: crimes, like l... |
| 99601 | Are not inherited. Then, dear countryman, |
| 99602 | Bring in thy ranks, but leave without thy ... |
| 99603 | Spare thy Athenian cradle, and those kin |
| 99604 | Which, in the bluster of thy wrath, must fall |
| 99605 | With those that have offended. Like a shep... |
| 99606 | Approach the fold and cull th' infected fo... |
| 99607 | But kill not all together. |
| 99608 | SECOND SENATOR. What thou wilt, |
| 99609 | Thou rather shalt enforce it with thy smile |
| 99610 | Than hew to't with thy sword. |
| 99611 | FIRST SENATOR. Set but thy foot |
| 99612 | Against our rampir'd gates and they shall ... |
| 99613 | So thou wilt send thy gentle heart before |
| 99614 | To say thou't enter friendly. |
| 99615 | SECOND SENATOR. Throw thy glove, |
| 99616 | Or any token of thine honour else, |
| 99617 | That thou wilt use the wars as thy redress |
| 99618 | And not as our confusion, all thy powers |
| 99619 | Shall make their harbour in our town till we |
| 99620 | Have seal'd thy full desire. |
| 99621 | ALCIBIADES. Then there's my glove; |
| 99622 | Descend, and open your uncharged ports. |
| 99623 | Those enemies of Timon's and mine own, |
| 99624 | Whom you yourselves shall set out for repr... |
| 99625 | Fall, and no more. And, to atone your fears |
| 99626 | With my more noble meaning, not a man |
| 99627 | Shall pass his quarter or offend the stream |
| 99628 | Of regular justice in your city's bounds, |
| 99629 | But shall be render'd to your public laws |
| 99630 | At heaviest answer. |
| 99631 | BOTH. 'Tis most nobly spoken. |
| 99632 | ALCIBIADES. Descend, and keep your words. |
| 99633 | [The SENATORS descend a... |
| 99634 | Enter a SOLDIER as a Messenger |
| 99635 | SOLDIER. My noble General, Timon is dead; |
| 99636 | Entomb'd upon the very hem o' th' sea; |
| 99637 | And on his grave-stone this insculpture, w... |
| 99638 | With wax I brought away, whose soft impres... |
| 99639 | Interprets for my poor ignorance. |
| 99640 | ALCIBIADES reads the Epitaph |
| 99641 | 'Here lies a wretched corse, of wretched s... |
| 99642 | Seek not my name. A plague consume you wic... |
| 99643 | Here lie I, Timon, who alive all living me... |
| 99644 | Pass by, and curse thy fill; but pass, and... |
| 99645 | gait.' |
| 99646 | These well express in thee thy latter spir... |
| 99647 | Though thou abhorr'dst in us our human gri... |
| 99648 | Scorn'dst our brain's flow, and those our ... |
| 99649 | From niggard nature fall, yet rich conceit |
| 99650 | Taught thee to make vast Neptune weep for aye |
| 99651 | On thy low grave, on faults forgiven. Dead |
| 99652 | Is noble Timon, of whose memory |
| 99653 | Hereafter more. Bring me into your city, |
| 99654 | And I will use the olive, with my sword; |
| 99655 | Make war breed peace, make peace stint war... |
| 99656 | Prescribe to other, as each other's leech. |
| 99657 | Let our drums strike. ... |
| 99658 | THE END |
| 99659 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
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| 99661 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 99662 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 99663 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 99664 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 99667 | 1594 |
| 99668 | THE TRAGEDY OF TITUS ANDRONICUS |
| 99669 | by William Shakespeare |
| 99670 | Dramatis Personae |
| 99671 | SATURNINUS, son to the late Emperor of Rome,... |
| 99672 | BASSIANUS, brother to Saturninus |
| 99673 | TITUS ANDRONICUS, a noble Roman |
| 99674 | MARCUS ANDRONICUS, Tribune of the People, an... |
| 99675 | Sons to Titus Andronicus: |
| 99676 | LUCIUS |
| 99677 | QUINTUS |
| 99678 | MARTIUS |
| 99679 | MUTIUS |
| 99680 | YOUNG LUCIUS, a boy, son to Lucius |
| 99681 | PUBLIUS, son to Marcus Andronicus |
| 99682 | Kinsmen to Titus: |
| 99683 | SEMPRONIUS |
| 99684 | CAIUS |
| 99685 | VALENTINE |
| 99686 | AEMILIUS, a noble Roman |
| 99687 | Sons to Tamora: |
| 99688 | ALARBUS |
| 99689 | DEMETRIUS |
| 99690 | CHIRON |
| 99691 | AARON, a Moor, beloved by Tamora |
| 99692 | A CAPTAIN |
| 99693 | A MESSENGER |
| 99694 | A CLOWN |
| 99695 | TAMORA, Queen of the Goths |
| 99696 | LAVINIA, daughter to Titus Andronicus |
| 99697 | A NURSE, and a black CHILD |
| 99698 | Romans and Goths, Senators, Tribunes, Office... |
| 99699 | Attendants |
| 99700 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 99701 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 99702 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 99703 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 99704 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 99705 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
| 99706 | COMMERCIALLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUT... |
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| 99708 | SCENE: |
| 99709 | Rome and the neighbourhood |
| 99710 | ACT 1. SCENE I. |
| 99711 | Rome. Before the Capitol |
| 99712 | Flourish. Enter the TRIBUNES and SENATORS alof... |
| 99713 | SATURNINUS and his followers at one door, and ... |
| 99714 | at the other, with drums and trumpets |
| 99715 | SATURNINUS. Noble patricians, patrons of my ... |
| 99716 | Defend the justice of my cause with arms; |
| 99717 | And, countrymen, my loving followers, |
| 99718 | Plead my successive title with your swords. |
| 99719 | I am his first born son that was the last |
| 99720 | That ware the imperial diadem of Rome; |
| 99721 | Then let my father's honours live in me, |
| 99722 | Nor wrong mine age with this indignity. |
| 99723 | BASSIANUS. Romans, friends, followers, favou... |
| 99724 | If ever Bassianus, Caesar's son, |
| 99725 | Were gracious in the eyes of royal Rome, |
| 99726 | Keep then this passage to the Capitol; |
| 99727 | And suffer not dishonour to approach |
| 99728 | The imperial seat, to virtue consecrate, |
| 99729 | To justice, continence, and nobility; |
| 99730 | But let desert in pure election shine; |
| 99731 | And, Romans, fight for freedom in your cho... |
| 99732 | Enter MARCUS ANDRONICUS aloft, with th... |
| 99733 | MARCUS. Princes, that strive by factions and... |
| 99734 | Ambitiously for rule and empery, |
| 99735 | Know that the people of Rome, for whom we ... |
| 99736 | A special party, have by common voice |
| 99737 | In election for the Roman empery |
| 99738 | Chosen Andronicus, surnamed Pius |
| 99739 | For many good and great deserts to Rome. |
| 99740 | A nobler man, a braver warrior, |
| 99741 | Lives not this day within the city walls. |
| 99742 | He by the Senate is accited home, |
| 99743 | From weary wars against the barbarous Goths, |
| 99744 | That with his sons, a terror to our foes, |
| 99745 | Hath yok'd a nation strong, train'd up in ... |
| 99746 | Ten years are spent since first he underto... |
| 99747 | This cause of Rome, and chastised with arms |
| 99748 | Our enemies' pride; five times he hath ret... |
| 99749 | Bleeding to Rome, bearing his valiant sons |
| 99750 | In coffins from the field; and at this day |
| 99751 | To the monument of that Andronici |
| 99752 | Done sacrifice of expiation, |
| 99753 | And slain the noblest prisoner of the Goths. |
| 99754 | And now at last, laden with honour's spoils, |
| 99755 | Returns the good Andronicus to Rome, |
| 99756 | Renowned Titus, flourishing in arms. |
| 99757 | Let us entreat, by honour of his name |
| 99758 | Whom worthily you would have now succeed, |
| 99759 | And in the Capitol and Senate's right, |
| 99760 | Whom you pretend to honour and adore, |
| 99761 | That you withdraw you and abate your stren... |
| 99762 | Dismiss your followers, and, as suitors sh... |
| 99763 | Plead your deserts in peace and humbleness. |
| 99764 | SATURNINUS. How fair the Tribune speaks to c... |
| 99765 | BASSIANUS. Marcus Andronicus, so I do affy |
| 99766 | In thy uprightness and integrity, |
| 99767 | And so I love and honour thee and thine, |
| 99768 | Thy noble brother Titus and his sons, |
| 99769 | And her to whom my thoughts are humbled all, |
| 99770 | Gracious Lavinia, Rome's rich ornament, |
| 99771 | That I will here dismiss my loving friends, |
| 99772 | And to my fortunes and the people's favour |
| 99773 | Commit my cause in balance to be weigh'd. |
| 99774 | Exeunt the sol... |
| 99775 | SATURNINUS. Friends, that have been thus for... |
| 99776 | I thank you all and here dismiss you all, |
| 99777 | And to the love and favour of my country |
| 99778 | Commit myself, my person, and the cause. |
| 99779 | Exeunt the sold... |
| 99780 | Rome, be as just and gracious unto me |
| 99781 | As I am confident and kind to thee. |
| 99782 | Open the gates and let me in. |
| 99783 | BASSIANUS. Tribunes, and me, a poor competitor. |
| 99784 | [Flourish. They go up into... |
| 99785 | Enter a CAPTAIN |
| 99786 | CAPTAIN. Romans, make way. The good Andronicus, |
| 99787 | Patron of virtue, Rome's best champion, |
| 99788 | Successful in the battles that he fights, |
| 99789 | With honour and with fortune is return'd |
| 99790 | From where he circumscribed with his sword |
| 99791 | And brought to yoke the enemies of Rome. |
| 99792 | Sound drums and trumpets, and then ent... |
| 99793 | and MUTIUS, two of TITUS' sons; and th... |
| 99794 | bearing a coffin covered with black; t... |
| 99795 | and QUINTUS, two other sons; then TITU... |
| 99796 | and then TAMORA the Queen of Goths, wi... |
| 99797 | sons, ALARBUS, DEMETRIUS, and CHIRON, ... |
| 99798 | Moor, and others, as many as can be. ... |
| 99799 | the coffin and TITUS speaks |
| 99800 | TITUS. Hail, Rome, victorious in thy mournin... |
| 99801 | Lo, as the bark that hath discharg'd her f... |
| 99802 | Returns with precious lading to the bay |
| 99803 | From whence at first she weigh'd her ancho... |
| 99804 | Cometh Andronicus, bound with laurel boughs, |
| 99805 | To re-salute his country with his tears, |
| 99806 | Tears of true joy for his return to Rome. |
| 99807 | Thou great defender of this Capitol, |
| 99808 | Stand gracious to the rites that we intend! |
| 99809 | Romans, of five and twenty valiant sons, |
| 99810 | Half of the number that King Priam had, |
| 99811 | Behold the poor remains, alive and dead! |
| 99812 | These that survive let Rome reward with love; |
| 99813 | These that I bring unto their latest home, |
| 99814 | With burial amongst their ancestors. |
| 99815 | Here Goths have given me leave to sheathe ... |
| 99816 | Titus, unkind, and careless of thine own, |
| 99817 | Why suffer'st thou thy sons, unburied yet, |
| 99818 | To hover on the dreadful shore of Styx? |
| 99819 | Make way to lay them by their brethren. |
| 99820 | [T... |
| 99821 | There greet in silence, as the dead are wont, |
| 99822 | And sleep in peace, slain in your country'... |
| 99823 | O sacred receptacle of my joys, |
| 99824 | Sweet cell of virtue and nobility, |
| 99825 | How many sons hast thou of mine in store |
| 99826 | That thou wilt never render to me more! |
| 99827 | LUCIUS. Give us the proudest prisoner of the... |
| 99828 | That we may hew his limbs, and on a pile |
| 99829 | Ad manes fratrum sacrifice his flesh |
| 99830 | Before this earthy prison of their bones, |
| 99831 | That so the shadows be not unappeas'd, |
| 99832 | Nor we disturb'd with prodigies on earth. |
| 99833 | TITUS. I give him you- the noblest that surv... |
| 99834 | The eldest son of this distressed queen. |
| 99835 | TAMORA. Stay, Roman brethen! Gracious conque... |
| 99836 | Victorious Titus, rue the tears I shed, |
| 99837 | A mother's tears in passion for her son; |
| 99838 | And if thy sons were ever dear to thee, |
| 99839 | O, think my son to be as dear to me! |
| 99840 | Sufficeth not that we are brought to Rome |
| 99841 | To beautify thy triumphs, and return |
| 99842 | Captive to thee and to thy Roman yoke; |
| 99843 | But must my sons be slaughtered in the str... |
| 99844 | For valiant doings in their country's cause? |
| 99845 | O, if to fight for king and commonweal |
| 99846 | Were piety in thine, it is in these. |
| 99847 | Andronicus, stain not thy tomb with blood. |
| 99848 | Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods? |
| 99849 | Draw near them then in being merciful. |
| 99850 | Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge. |
| 99851 | Thrice-noble Titus, spare my first-born son. |
| 99852 | TITUS. Patient yourself, madam, and pardon me. |
| 99853 | These are their brethren, whom your Goths ... |
| 99854 | Alive and dead; and for their brethren slain |
| 99855 | Religiously they ask a sacrifice. |
| 99856 | To this your son is mark'd, and die he must |
| 99857 | T' appease their groaning shadows that are... |
| 99858 | LUCIUS. Away with him, and make a fire strai... |
| 99859 | And with our swords, upon a pile of wood, |
| 99860 | Let's hew his limbs till they be clean con... |
| 99861 | Exeunt TITUS' ... |
| 99862 | TAMORA. O cruel, irreligious piety! |
| 99863 | CHIRON. Was never Scythia half so barbarous! |
| 99864 | DEMETRIUS. Oppose not Scythia to ambitious R... |
| 99865 | Alarbus goes to rest, and we survive |
| 99866 | To tremble under Titus' threat'ning look. |
| 99867 | Then, madam, stand resolv'd, but hope withal |
| 99868 | The self-same gods that arm'd the Queen of... |
| 99869 | With opportunity of sharp revenge |
| 99870 | Upon the Thracian tyrant in his tent |
| 99871 | May favour Tamora, the Queen of Goths- |
| 99872 | When Goths were Goths and Tamora was queen- |
| 99873 | To quit the bloody wrongs upon her foes. |
| 99874 | Re-enter LUCIUS, QUINTUS, MARTIUS,... |
| 99875 | MUTIUS, the sons of ANDRONICUS, with their ... |
| 99876 | LUCIUS. See, lord and father, how we have pe... |
| 99877 | Our Roman rites: Alarbus' limbs are lopp'd, |
| 99878 | And entrails feed the sacrificing fire, |
| 99879 | Whose smoke like incense doth perfume the ... |
| 99880 | Remaineth nought but to inter our brethren, |
| 99881 | And with loud 'larums welcome them to Rome. |
| 99882 | TITUS. Let it be so, and let Andronicus |
| 99883 | Make this his latest farewell to their souls. |
| 99884 | [Sound trumpets and lay the c... |
| 99885 | In peace and honour rest you here, my sons; |
| 99886 | Rome's readiest champions, repose you here... |
| 99887 | Secure from worldly chances and mishaps! |
| 99888 | Here lurks no treason, here no envy swells, |
| 99889 | Here grow no damned drugs, here are no sto... |
| 99890 | No noise, but silence and eternal sleep. |
| 99891 | In peace and honour rest you here, my sons! |
| 99892 | Enter LAVINIA |
| 99893 | LAVINIA. In peace and honour live Lord Titus... |
| 99894 | My noble lord and father, live in fame! |
| 99895 | Lo, at this tomb my tributary tears |
| 99896 | I render for my brethren's obsequies; |
| 99897 | And at thy feet I kneel, with tears of joy |
| 99898 | Shed on this earth for thy return to Rome. |
| 99899 | O, bless me here with thy victorious hand, |
| 99900 | Whose fortunes Rome's best citizens applaud! |
| 99901 | TITUS. Kind Rome, that hast thus lovingly re... |
| 99902 | The cordial of mine age to glad my heart! |
| 99903 | Lavinia, live; outlive thy father's days, |
| 99904 | And fame's eternal date, for virtue's praise! |
| 99905 | Enter, above, MARCUS ANDRONICUS and ... |
| 99906 | re-enter SATURNINUS, BASSIANUS, and ... |
| 99907 | MARCUS. Long live Lord Titus, my beloved bro... |
| 99908 | Gracious triumpher in the eyes of Rome! |
| 99909 | TITUS. Thanks, gentle Tribune, noble brother... |
| 99910 | MARCUS. And welcome, nephews, from successfu... |
| 99911 | You that survive and you that sleep in fame. |
| 99912 | Fair lords, your fortunes are alike in all |
| 99913 | That in your country's service drew your s... |
| 99914 | But safer triumph is this funeral pomp |
| 99915 | That hath aspir'd to Solon's happiness |
| 99916 | And triumphs over chance in honour's bed. |
| 99917 | Titus Andronicus, the people of Rome, |
| 99918 | Whose friend in justice thou hast ever been, |
| 99919 | Send thee by me, their Tribune and their t... |
| 99920 | This par]iament of white and spotless hue; |
| 99921 | And name thee in election for the empire |
| 99922 | With these our late-deceased Emperor's sons: |
| 99923 | Be candidatus then, and put it on, |
| 99924 | And help to set a head on headless Rome. |
| 99925 | TITUS. A better head her glorious body fits |
| 99926 | Than his that shakes for age and feebleness. |
| 99927 | What should I don this robe and trouble you? |
| 99928 | Be chosen with proclamations to-day, |
| 99929 | To-morrow yield up rule, resign my life, |
| 99930 | And set abroad new business for you all? |
| 99931 | Rome, I have been thy soldier forty years, |
| 99932 | And led my country's strength successfully, |
| 99933 | And buried one and twenty valiant sons, |
| 99934 | Knighted in field, slain manfully in arms, |
| 99935 | In right and service of their noble country. |
| 99936 | Give me a staff of honour for mine age, |
| 99937 | But not a sceptre to control the world. |
| 99938 | Upright he held it, lords, that held it last. |
| 99939 | MARCUS. Titus, thou shalt obtain and ask the... |
| 99940 | SATURNINUS. Proud and ambitious Tribune, can... |
| 99941 | TITUS. Patience, Prince Saturninus. |
| 99942 | SATURNINUS. Romans, do me right. |
| 99943 | Patricians, draw your swords, and sheathe ... |
| 99944 | Till Saturninus be Rome's Emperor. |
| 99945 | Andronicus, would thou were shipp'd to hell |
| 99946 | Rather than rob me of the people's hearts! |
| 99947 | LUCIUS. Proud Saturnine, interrupter of the ... |
| 99948 | That noble-minded Titus means to thee! |
| 99949 | TITUS. Content thee, Prince; I will restore ... |
| 99950 | The people's hearts, and wean them from th... |
| 99951 | BASSIANUS. Andronicus, I do not flatter thee, |
| 99952 | But honour thee, and will do till I die. |
| 99953 | My faction if thou strengthen with thy fri... |
| 99954 | I will most thankful be; and thanks to men |
| 99955 | Of noble minds is honourable meed. |
| 99956 | TITUS. People of Rome, and people's Tribunes... |
| 99957 | I ask your voices and your suffrages: |
| 99958 | Will ye bestow them friendly on Andronicus? |
| 99959 | TRIBUNES. To gratify the good Andronicus, |
| 99960 | And gratulate his safe return to Rome, |
| 99961 | The people will accept whom he admits. |
| 99962 | TITUS. Tribunes, I thank you; and this suit ... |
| 99963 | That you create our Emperor's eldest son, |
| 99964 | Lord Saturnine; whose virtues will, I hope, |
| 99965 | Reflect on Rome as Titan's rays on earth, |
| 99966 | And ripen justice in this commonweal. |
| 99967 | Then, if you will elect by my advice, |
| 99968 | Crown him, and say 'Long live our Emperor!' |
| 99969 | MARCUS. With voices and applause of every sort, |
| 99970 | Patricians and plebeians, we create |
| 99971 | Lord Saturninus Rome's great Emperor; |
| 99972 | And say 'Long live our Emperor Saturnine!' |
| 99973 | [A long flourish ti... |
| 99974 | SATURNINUS. Titus Andronicus, for thy favour... |
| 99975 | To us in our election this day |
| 99976 | I give thee thanks in part of thy deserts, |
| 99977 | And will with deeds requite thy gentleness; |
| 99978 | And for an onset, Titus, to advance |
| 99979 | Thy name and honourable family, |
| 99980 | Lavinia will I make my emperess, |
| 99981 | Rome's royal mistress, mistress of my heart, |
| 99982 | And in the sacred Pantheon her espouse. |
| 99983 | Tell me, Andronicus, doth this motion plea... |
| 99984 | TITUS. It doth, my worthy lord, and in this ... |
| 99985 | I hold me highly honoured of your Grace, |
| 99986 | And here in sight of Rome, to Saturnine, |
| 99987 | King and commander of our commonweal, |
| 99988 | The wide world's Emperor, do I consecrate |
| 99989 | My sword, my chariot, and my prisoners, |
| 99990 | Presents well worthy Rome's imperious lord; |
| 99991 | Receive them then, the tribute that I owe, |
| 99992 | Mine honour's ensigns humbled at thy feet. |
| 99993 | SATURNINUS. Thanks, noble Titus, father of m... |
| 99994 | How proud I am of thee and of thy gifts |
| 99995 | Rome shall record; and when I do forget |
| 99996 | The least of these unspeakable deserts, |
| 99997 | Romans, forget your fealty to me. |
| 99998 | TITUS. [To TAMORA] Now, madam, are you pri... |
| 99999 | To him that for your honour and your state |
| 100000 | Will use you nobly and your followers. |
| 100001 | SATURNINUS. [Aside] A goodly lady, trust m... |
| 100002 | That I would choose, were I to choose anew.- |
| 100003 | Clear up, fair Queen, that cloudy countena... |
| 100004 | Though chance of war hath wrought this cha... |
| 100005 | Thou com'st not to be made a scorn in Rome- |
| 100006 | Princely shall be thy usage every way. |
| 100007 | Rest on my word, and let not discontent |
| 100008 | Daunt all your hopes. Madam, he comforts you |
| 100009 | Can make you greater than the Queen of Goths. |
| 100010 | Lavinia, you are not displeas'd with this? |
| 100011 | LAVINIA. Not I, my lord, sith true nobility |
| 100012 | Warrants these words in princely courtesy. |
| 100013 | SATURNINUS. Thanks, sweet Lavinia. Romans, l... |
| 100014 | Ransomless here we set our prisoners free. |
| 100015 | Proclaim our honours, lords, with trump an... |
| 100016 | ... |
| 100017 | BASSIANUS. Lord Titus, by your leave, this m... |
| 100018 | ... |
| 100019 | TITUS. How, sir! Are you in earnest then, my... |
| 100020 | BASSIANUS. Ay, noble Titus, and resolv'd withal |
| 100021 | To do myself this reason and this right. |
| 100022 | MARCUS. Suum cuique is our Roman justice: |
| 100023 | This prince in justice seizeth but his own. |
| 100024 | LUCIUS. And that he will and shall, if Luciu... |
| 100025 | TITUS. Traitors, avaunt! Where is the Empero... |
| 100026 | Treason, my lord- Lavinia is surpris'd! |
| 100027 | SATURNINUS. Surpris'd! By whom? |
| 100028 | BASSIANUS. By him that justly may |
| 100029 | Bear his betroth'd from all the world away. |
| 100030 | Exeunt BASSIANUS and M... |
| 100031 | MUTIUS. Brothers, help to convey her hence a... |
| 100032 | And with my sword I'll keep this door safe. |
| 100033 | Exeunt LUCIUS, QU... |
| 100034 | TITUS. Follow, my lord, and I'll soon bring ... |
| 100035 | MUTIUS. My lord, you pass not here. |
| 100036 | TITUS. What, villain boy! |
| 100037 | Bar'st me my way in Rome? |
| 100038 | MUTIUS. Help, Lucius, help! |
| 100039 | TITUS kills him. During the fray, ... |
| 100040 | TAMORA, DEMETRIUS,... |
| 100041 | Re-enter Lucius |
| 100042 | LUCIUS. My lord, you are unjust, and more th... |
| 100043 | In wrongful quarrel you have slain your son. |
| 100044 | TITUS. Nor thou nor he are any sons of mine; |
| 100045 | My sons would never so dishonour me. |
| 100046 | Re-enter aloft the EMPEROR |
| 100047 | with TAMORA and her two Sons, and AARON ... |
| 100048 | Traitor, restore Lavinia to the Emperor. |
| 100049 | LUCIUS. Dead, if you will; but not to be his... |
| 100050 | That is another's lawful promis'd love. ... |
| 100051 | SATURNINUS. No, Titus, no; the Emperor needs... |
| 100052 | Nor her, nor thee, nor any of thy stock. |
| 100053 | I'll trust by leisure him that mocks me once; |
| 100054 | Thee never, nor thy traitorous haughty sons, |
| 100055 | Confederates all thus to dishonour me. |
| 100056 | Was there none else in Rome to make a stale |
| 100057 | But Saturnine? Full well, Andronicus, |
| 100058 | Agree these deeds with that proud brag of ... |
| 100059 | That saidst I begg'd the empire at thy hands. |
| 100060 | TITUS. O monstrous! What reproachful words a... |
| 100061 | SATURNINUS. But go thy ways; go, give that c... |
| 100062 | To him that flourish'd for her with his sw... |
| 100063 | A valiant son-in-law thou shalt enjoy; |
| 100064 | One fit to bandy with thy lawless sons, |
| 100065 | To ruffle in the commonwealth of Rome. |
| 100066 | TITUS. These words are razors to my wounded ... |
| 100067 | SATURNINUS. And therefore, lovely Tamora, Qu... |
| 100068 | That, like the stately Phoebe 'mongst her ... |
| 100069 | Dost overshine the gallant'st dames of Rome, |
| 100070 | If thou be pleas'd with this my sudden cho... |
| 100071 | Behold, I choose thee, Tamora, for my bride |
| 100072 | And will create thee Emperess of Rome. |
| 100073 | Speak, Queen of Goths, dost thou applaud m... |
| 100074 | And here I swear by all the Roman gods- |
| 100075 | Sith priest and holy water are so near, |
| 100076 | And tapers burn so bright, and everything |
| 100077 | In readiness for Hymenaeus stand- |
| 100078 | I will not re-salute the streets of Rome, |
| 100079 | Or climb my palace, till from forth this p... |
| 100080 | I lead espous'd my bride along with me. |
| 100081 | TAMORA. And here in sight of heaven to Rome ... |
| 100082 | If Saturnine advance the Queen of Goths, |
| 100083 | She will a handmaid be to his desires, |
| 100084 | A loving nurse, a mother to his youth. |
| 100085 | SATURNINUS. Ascend, fair Queen, Pantheon. Lo... |
| 100086 | Your noble Emperor and his lovely bride, |
| 100087 | Sent by the heavens for Prince Saturnine, |
| 100088 | Whose wisdom hath her fortune conquered; |
| 100089 | There shall we consummate our spousal rites. |
| 100090 | Ex... |
| 100091 | TITUS. I am not bid to wait upon this bride. |
| 100092 | TITUS, when wert thou wont to walk alone, |
| 100093 | Dishonoured thus, and challenged of wrongs? |
| 100094 | Re-enter MARCUS, |
| 100095 | and TITUS' SONS, LUCIUS, QUINTUS, and ... |
| 100096 | MARCUS. O Titus, see, O, see what thou hast ... |
| 100097 | In a bad quarrel slain a virtuous son. |
| 100098 | TITUS. No, foolish Tribune, no; no son of mine- |
| 100099 | Nor thou, nor these, confederates in the deed |
| 100100 | That hath dishonoured all our family; |
| 100101 | Unworthy brother and unworthy sons! |
| 100102 | LUCIUS. But let us give him burial, as becomes; |
| 100103 | Give Mutius burial with our bretheren. |
| 100104 | TITUS. Traitors, away! He rests not in this ... |
| 100105 | This monument five hundred years hath stood, |
| 100106 | Which I have sumptuously re-edified; |
| 100107 | Here none but soldiers and Rome's servitors |
| 100108 | Repose in fame; none basely slain in brawls. |
| 100109 | Bury him where you can, he comes not here. |
| 100110 | MARCUS. My lord, this is impiety in you. |
| 100111 | My nephew Mutius' deeds do plead for him; |
| 100112 | He must be buried with his bretheren. |
| 100113 | QUINTUS & MARTIUS. And shall, or him we will... |
| 100114 | TITUS. 'And shall!' What villain was it spak... |
| 100115 | QUINTUS. He that would vouch it in any place... |
| 100116 | TITUS. What, would you bury him in my despite? |
| 100117 | MARCUS. No, noble Titus, but entreat of thee |
| 100118 | To pardon Mutius and to bury him. |
| 100119 | TITUS. Marcus, even thou hast struck upon my... |
| 100120 | And with these boys mine honour thou hast ... |
| 100121 | My foes I do repute you every one; |
| 100122 | So trouble me no more, but get you gone. |
| 100123 | MARTIUS. He is not with himself; let us with... |
| 100124 | QUINTUS. Not I, till Mutius' bones be buried. |
| 100125 | [The BROTHER a... |
| 100126 | MARCUS. Brother, for in that name doth natur... |
| 100127 | QUINTUS. Father, and in that name doth natur... |
| 100128 | TITUS. Speak thou no more, if all the rest w... |
| 100129 | MARCUS. Renowned Titus, more than half my soul- |
| 100130 | LUCIUS. Dear father, soul and substance of u... |
| 100131 | MARCUS. Suffer thy brother Marcus to inter |
| 100132 | His noble nephew here in virtue's nest, |
| 100133 | That died in honour and Lavinia's cause. |
| 100134 | Thou art a Roman- be not barbarous. |
| 100135 | The Greeks upon advice did bury Ajax, |
| 100136 | That slew himself; and wise Laertes' son |
| 100137 | Did graciously plead for his funerals. |
| 100138 | Let not young Mutius, then, that was thy joy, |
| 100139 | Be barr'd his entrance here. |
| 100140 | TITUS. Rise, Marcus, rise; |
| 100141 | The dismal'st day is this that e'er I saw, |
| 100142 | To be dishonoured by my sons in Rome! |
| 100143 | Well, bury him, and bury me the next. |
| 100144 | [They put M... |
| 100145 | LUCIUS. There lie thy bones, sweet Mutius, w... |
| 100146 | Till we with trophies do adorn thy tomb. |
| 100147 | ALL. [Kneeling] No man shed tears for nobl... |
| 100148 | He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause. |
| 100149 | MARCUS. My lord- to step out of these dreary... |
| 100150 | How comes it that the subtle Queen of Goths |
| 100151 | Is of a sudden thus advanc'd in Rome? |
| 100152 | TITUS. I know not, Marcus, but I know it is- |
| 100153 | Whether by device or no, the heavens can t... |
| 100154 | Is she not, then, beholding to the man |
| 100155 | That brought her for this high good turn s... |
| 100156 | MARCUS. Yes, and will nobly him remunerate. |
| 100157 | Flourish. Re-enter the EMPEROR, TAMORA |
| 100158 | and her two SONS, with the MOOR, at on... |
| 100159 | at the other door, BASSIANUS and LAVINIA, ... |
| 100160 | SATURNINUS. So, Bassianus, you have play'd y... |
| 100161 | God give you joy, sir, of your gallant bride! |
| 100162 | BASSIANUS. And you of yours, my lord! I say ... |
| 100163 | Nor wish no less; and so I take my leave. |
| 100164 | SATURNINUS. Traitor, if Rome have law or we ... |
| 100165 | Thou and thy faction shall repent this rape. |
| 100166 | BASSIANUS. Rape, call you it, my lord, to se... |
| 100167 | My true betrothed love, and now my wife? |
| 100168 | But let the laws of Rome determine all; |
| 100169 | Meanwhile am I possess'd of that is mine. |
| 100170 | SATURNINUS. 'Tis good, sir. You are very sho... |
| 100171 | But if we live we'll be as sharp with you. |
| 100172 | BASSIANUS. My lord, what I have done, as bes... |
| 100173 | Answer I must, and shall do with my life. |
| 100174 | Only thus much I give your Grace to know: |
| 100175 | By all the duties that I owe to Rome, |
| 100176 | This noble gentleman, Lord Titus here, |
| 100177 | Is in opinion and in honour wrong'd, |
| 100178 | That, in the rescue of Lavinia, |
| 100179 | With his own hand did slay his youngest son, |
| 100180 | In zeal to you, and highly mov'd to wrath |
| 100181 | To be controll'd in that he frankly gave. |
| 100182 | Receive him then to favour, Saturnine, |
| 100183 | That hath express'd himself in all his deeds |
| 100184 | A father and a friend to thee and Rome. |
| 100185 | TITUS. Prince Bassianus, leave to plead my d... |
| 100186 | 'Tis thou and those that have dishonoured me. |
| 100187 | Rome and the righteous heavens be my judge |
| 100188 | How I have lov'd and honoured Saturnine! |
| 100189 | TAMORA. My worthy lord, if ever Tamora |
| 100190 | Were gracious in those princely eyes of th... |
| 100191 | Then hear me speak indifferently for all; |
| 100192 | And at my suit, sweet, pardon what is past. |
| 100193 | SATURNINUS. What, madam! be dishonoured openly, |
| 100194 | And basely put it up without revenge? |
| 100195 | TAMORA. Not so, my lord; the gods of Rome fo... |
| 100196 | I should be author to dishonour you! |
| 100197 | But on mine honour dare I undertake |
| 100198 | For good Lord Titus' innocence in all, |
| 100199 | Whose fury not dissembled speaks his griefs. |
| 100200 | Then at my suit look graciously on him; |
| 100201 | Lose not so noble a friend on vain suppose, |
| 100202 | Nor with sour looks afflict his gentle heart. |
| 100203 | [Aside to SATURNINUS] My lord, be rul'd b... |
| 100204 | be won at last; |
| 100205 | Dissemble all your griefs and discontents. |
| 100206 | You are but newly planted in your throne; |
| 100207 | Lest, then, the people, and patricians too, |
| 100208 | Upon a just survey take Titus' part, |
| 100209 | And so supplant you for ingratitude, |
| 100210 | Which Rome reputes to be a heinous sin, |
| 100211 | Yield at entreats, and then let me alone: |
| 100212 | I'll find a day to massacre them all, |
| 100213 | And raze their faction and their family, |
| 100214 | The cruel father and his traitorous sons, |
| 100215 | To whom I sued for my dear son's life; |
| 100216 | And make them know what 'tis to let a queen |
| 100217 | Kneel in the streets and beg for grace in ... |
| 100218 | Come, come, sweet Emperor; come, Andronicus. |
| 100219 | Take up this good old man, and cheer the h... |
| 100220 | That dies in tempest of thy angry frown. |
| 100221 | SATURNINUS. Rise, Titus, rise; my Empress ha... |
| 100222 | TITUS. I thank your Majesty and her, my lord; |
| 100223 | These words, these looks, infuse new life ... |
| 100224 | TAMORA. Titus, I am incorporate in Rome, |
| 100225 | A Roman now adopted happily, |
| 100226 | And must advise the Emperor for his good. |
| 100227 | This day all quarrels die, Andronicus; |
| 100228 | And let it be mine honour, good my lord, |
| 100229 | That I have reconcil'd your friends and yo... |
| 100230 | For you, Prince Bassianus, I have pass'd |
| 100231 | My word and promise to the Emperor |
| 100232 | That you will be more mild and tractable. |
| 100233 | And fear not, lords- and you, Lavinia. |
| 100234 | By my advice, all humbled on your knees, |
| 100235 | You shall ask pardon of his Majesty. |
| 100236 | LUCIUS. We do, and vow to heaven and to his ... |
| 100237 | That what we did was mildly as we might, |
| 100238 | Tend'ring our sister's honour and our own. |
| 100239 | MARCUS. That on mine honour here do I protest. |
| 100240 | SATURNINUS. Away, and talk not; trouble us n... |
| 100241 | TAMORA. Nay, nay, sweet Emperor, we must all... |
| 100242 | The Tribune and his nephews kneel for grace. |
| 100243 | I will not be denied. Sweet heart, look back. |
| 100244 | SATURNINUS. Marcus, for thy sake, and thy br... |
| 100245 | And at my lovely Tamora's entreats, |
| 100246 | I do remit these young men's heinous faults. |
| 100247 | Stand up. |
| 100248 | Lavinia, though you left me like a churl, |
| 100249 | I found a friend; and sure as death I swore |
| 100250 | I would not part a bachelor from the priest. |
| 100251 | Come, if the Emperor's court can feast two... |
| 100252 | You are my guest, Lavinia, and your friends. |
| 100253 | This day shall be a love-day, Tamora. |
| 100254 | TITUS. To-morrow, and it please your Majesty |
| 100255 | To hunt the panther and the hart with me, |
| 100256 | With horn and hound we'll give your Grace ... |
| 100257 | SATURNINUS. Be it so, Titus, and gramercy too. |
| 100258 | Exeu... |
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| 100267 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 100268 | Rome. Before the palace |
| 100269 | Enter AARON |
| 100270 | AARON. Now climbeth Tamora Olympus' top, |
| 100271 | Safe out of Fortune's shot, and sits aloft, |
| 100272 | Secure of thunder's crack or lightning flash, |
| 100273 | Advanc'd above pale envy's threat'ning reach. |
| 100274 | As when the golden sun salutes the morn, |
| 100275 | And, having gilt the ocean with his beams, |
| 100276 | Gallops the zodiac in his glistening coach |
| 100277 | And overlooks the highest-peering hills, |
| 100278 | So Tamora. |
| 100279 | Upon her wit doth earthly honour wait, |
| 100280 | And virtue stoops and trembles at her frown. |
| 100281 | Then, Aaron, arm thy heart and fit thy tho... |
| 100282 | To mount aloft with thy imperial mistress, |
| 100283 | And mount her pitch whom thou in triumph l... |
| 100284 | Hast prisoner held, fett'red in amorous ch... |
| 100285 | And faster bound to Aaron's charming eyes |
| 100286 | Than is Prometheus tied to Caucasus. |
| 100287 | Away with slavish weeds and servile thoughts! |
| 100288 | I will be bright and shine in pearl and gold, |
| 100289 | To wait upon this new-made emperess. |
| 100290 | To wait, said I? To wanton with this queen, |
| 100291 | This goddess, this Semiramis, this nymph, |
| 100292 | This siren that will charm Rome's Saturnine, |
| 100293 | And see his shipwreck and his commonweal's. |
| 100294 | Hullo! what storm is this? |
| 100295 | Enter CHIRON and DEMETRIUS, braving |
| 100296 | DEMETRIUS. Chiron, thy years wants wit, thy ... |
| 100297 | And manners, to intrude where I am grac'd, |
| 100298 | And may, for aught thou knowest, affected be. |
| 100299 | CHIRON. Demetrius, thou dost over-ween in all; |
| 100300 | And so in this, to bear me down with braves. |
| 100301 | 'Tis not the difference of a year or two |
| 100302 | Makes me less gracious or thee more fortun... |
| 100303 | I am as able and as fit as thou |
| 100304 | To serve and to deserve my mistress' grace; |
| 100305 | And that my sword upon thee shall approve, |
| 100306 | And plead my passions for Lavinia's love. |
| 100307 | AARON. [Aside] Clubs, clubs! These lovers ... |
| 100308 | peace. |
| 100309 | DEMETRIUS. Why, boy, although our mother, un... |
| 100310 | Gave you a dancing rapier by your side, |
| 100311 | Are you so desperate grown to threat your ... |
| 100312 | Go to; have your lath glued within your sh... |
| 100313 | Till you know better how to handle it. |
| 100314 | CHIRON. Meanwhile, sir, with the little skil... |
| 100315 | Full well shalt thou perceive how much I d... |
| 100316 | DEMETRIUS. Ay, boy, grow ye so brave? ... |
| 100317 | AARON. [Coming forward] Why, how now, lords! |
| 100318 | So near the Emperor's palace dare ye draw |
| 100319 | And maintain such a quarrel openly? |
| 100320 | Full well I wot the ground of all this gru... |
| 100321 | I would not for a million of gold |
| 100322 | The cause were known to them it most conce... |
| 100323 | Nor would your noble mother for much more |
| 100324 | Be so dishonoured in the court of Rome. |
| 100325 | For shame, put up. |
| 100326 | DEMETRIUS. Not I, till I have sheath'd |
| 100327 | My rapier in his bosom, and withal |
| 100328 | Thrust those reproachful speeches down his... |
| 100329 | That he hath breath'd in my dishonour here. |
| 100330 | CHIRON. For that I am prepar'd and full reso... |
| 100331 | Foul-spoken coward, that thund'rest with t... |
| 100332 | And with thy weapon nothing dar'st perform. |
| 100333 | AARON. Away, I say! |
| 100334 | Now, by the gods that warlike Goths adore, |
| 100335 | This pretty brabble will undo us all. |
| 100336 | Why, lords, and think you not how dangerous |
| 100337 | It is to jet upon a prince's right? |
| 100338 | What, is Lavinia then become so loose, |
| 100339 | Or Bassianus so degenerate, |
| 100340 | That for her love such quarrels may be bro... |
| 100341 | Without controlment, justice, or revenge? |
| 100342 | Young lords, beware; an should the Empress... |
| 100343 | This discord's ground, the music would not... |
| 100344 | CHIRON. I care not, I, knew she and all the ... |
| 100345 | I love Lavinia more than all the world. |
| 100346 | DEMETRIUS. Youngling, learn thou to make som... |
| 100347 | Lavina is thine elder brother's hope. |
| 100348 | AARON. Why, are ye mad, or know ye not in Rome |
| 100349 | How furious and impatient they be, |
| 100350 | And cannot brook competitors in love? |
| 100351 | I tell you, lords, you do but plot your de... |
| 100352 | By this device. |
| 100353 | CHIRON. Aaron, a thousand deaths |
| 100354 | Would I propose to achieve her whom I love. |
| 100355 | AARON. To achieve her- how? |
| 100356 | DEMETRIUS. Why mak'st thou it so strange? |
| 100357 | She is a woman, therefore may be woo'd; |
| 100358 | She is a woman, therefore may be won; |
| 100359 | She is Lavinia, therefore must be lov'd. |
| 100360 | What, man! more water glideth by the mill |
| 100361 | Than wots the miller of; and easy it is |
| 100362 | Of a cut loaf to steal a shive, we know. |
| 100363 | Though Bassianus be the Emperor's brother, |
| 100364 | Better than he have worn Vulcan's badge. |
| 100365 | AARON. [Aside] Ay, and as good as Saturnin... |
| 100366 | DEMETRIUS. Then why should he despair that k... |
| 100367 | With words, fair looks, and liberality? |
| 100368 | What, hast not thou full often struck a doe, |
| 100369 | And borne her cleanly by the keeper's nose? |
| 100370 | AARON. Why, then, it seems some certain snat... |
| 100371 | Would serve your turns. |
| 100372 | CHIRON. Ay, so the turn were served. |
| 100373 | DEMETRIUS. Aaron, thou hast hit it. |
| 100374 | AARON. Would you had hit it too! |
| 100375 | Then should not we be tir'd with this ado. |
| 100376 | Why, hark ye, hark ye! and are you such fools |
| 100377 | To square for this? Would it offend you, t... |
| 100378 | That both should speed? |
| 100379 | CHIRON. Faith, not me. |
| 100380 | DEMETRIUS. Nor me, so I were one. |
| 100381 | AARON. For shame, be friends, and join for t... |
| 100382 | 'Tis policy and stratagem must do |
| 100383 | That you affect; and so must you resolve |
| 100384 | That what you cannot as you would achieve, |
| 100385 | You must perforce accomplish as you may. |
| 100386 | Take this of me: Lucrece was not more chaste |
| 100387 | Than this Lavinia, Bassianus' love. |
| 100388 | A speedier course than ling'ring languishment |
| 100389 | Must we pursue, and I have found the path. |
| 100390 | My lords, a solemn hunting is in hand; |
| 100391 | There will the lovely Roman ladies troop; |
| 100392 | The forest walks are wide and spacious, |
| 100393 | And many unfrequented plots there are |
| 100394 | Fitted by kind for rape and villainy. |
| 100395 | Single you thither then this dainty doe, |
| 100396 | And strike her home by force if not by words. |
| 100397 | This way, or not at all, stand you in hope. |
| 100398 | Come, come, our Empress, with her sacred wit |
| 100399 | To villainy and vengeance consecrate, |
| 100400 | Will we acquaint with all what we intend; |
| 100401 | And she shall file our engines with advice |
| 100402 | That will not suffer you to square yoursel... |
| 100403 | But to your wishes' height advance you both. |
| 100404 | The Emperor's court is like the house of F... |
| 100405 | The palace full of tongues, of eyes, and e... |
| 100406 | The woods are ruthless, dreadful, deaf, an... |
| 100407 | There speak and strike, brave boys, and ta... |
| 100408 | There serve your lust, shadowed from heave... |
| 100409 | And revel in Lavinia's treasury. |
| 100410 | CHIRON. Thy counsel, lad, smells of no cowar... |
| 100411 | DEMETRIUS. Sit fas aut nefas, till I find th... |
| 100412 | To cool this heat, a charm to calm these f... |
| 100413 | Per Styga, per manes vehor. ... |
| 100414 | SCENE II. |
| 100415 | A forest near Rome |
| 100416 | Enter TITUS ANDRONICUS, and his three sons, LU... |
| 100417 | making a noise with hounds and horns; and MARCUS |
| 100418 | TITUS. The hunt is up, the morn is bright an... |
| 100419 | The fields are fragrant, and the woods are... |
| 100420 | Uncouple here, and let us make a bay, |
| 100421 | And wake the Emperor and his lovely bride, |
| 100422 | And rouse the Prince, and ring a hunter's ... |
| 100423 | That all the court may echo with the noise. |
| 100424 | Sons, let it be your charge, as it is ours, |
| 100425 | To attend the Emperor's person carefully. |
| 100426 | I have been troubled in my sleep this night, |
| 100427 | But dawning day new comfort hath inspir'd. |
| 100428 | Here a cry of hounds, and wind horns ... |
| 100429 | Then enter SATURNINUS, TAMORA, BASSIANU... |
| 100430 | CHIRON, DEMETRIUS, and their atten... |
| 100431 | Many good morrows to your Majesty! |
| 100432 | Madam, to you as many and as good! |
| 100433 | I promised your Grace a hunter's peal. |
| 100434 | SATURNINUS. And you have rung it lustily, my... |
| 100435 | Somewhat too early for new-married ladies. |
| 100436 | BASSIANUS. Lavinia, how say you? |
| 100437 | LAVINIA. I say no; |
| 100438 | I have been broad awake two hours and more. |
| 100439 | SATURNINUS. Come on then, horse and chariots... |
| 100440 | And to our sport. [To TAMORA] Madam, now... |
| 100441 | Our Roman hunting. |
| 100442 | MARCUS. I have dogs, my lord, |
| 100443 | Will rouse the proudest panther in the chase, |
| 100444 | And climb the highest promontory top. |
| 100445 | TITUS. And I have horse will follow where th... |
| 100446 | Makes way, and run like swallows o'er the ... |
| 100447 | DEMETRIUS. Chiron, we hunt not, we, with hor... |
| 100448 | But hope to pluck a dainty doe to ground. ... |
| 100449 | SCENE III. |
| 100450 | A lonely part of the forest |
| 100451 | Enter AARON alone, with a bag of gold |
| 100452 | AARON. He that had wit would think that I ha... |
| 100453 | To bury so much gold under a tree |
| 100454 | And never after to inherit it. |
| 100455 | Let him that thinks of me so abjectly |
| 100456 | Know that this gold must coin a stratagem, |
| 100457 | Which, cunningly effected, will beget |
| 100458 | A very excellent piece of villainy. |
| 100459 | And so repose, sweet gold, for their unrest |
| 100460 | ... |
| 100461 | That have their alms out of the Empress' c... |
| 100462 | Enter TAMORA alone, to the Moor |
| 100463 | TAMORA. My lovely Aaron, wherefore look'st t... |
| 100464 | When everything does make a gleeful boast? |
| 100465 | The birds chant melody on every bush; |
| 100466 | The snakes lie rolled in the cheerful sun; |
| 100467 | The green leaves quiver with the cooling wind |
| 100468 | And make a chequer'd shadow on the ground; |
| 100469 | Under their sweet shade, Aaron, let us sit, |
| 100470 | And while the babbling echo mocks the hounds, |
| 100471 | Replying shrilly to the well-tun'd horns, |
| 100472 | As if a double hunt were heard at once, |
| 100473 | Let us sit down and mark their yellowing n... |
| 100474 | And- after conflict such as was suppos'd |
| 100475 | The wand'ring prince and Dido once enjoyed, |
| 100476 | When with a happy storm they were surpris'd, |
| 100477 | And curtain'd with a counsel-keeping cave- |
| 100478 | We may, each wreathed in the other's arms, |
| 100479 | Our pastimes done, possess a golden slumber, |
| 100480 | Whiles hounds and horns and sweet melodiou... |
| 100481 | Be unto us as is a nurse's song |
| 100482 | Of lullaby to bring her babe asleep. |
| 100483 | AARON. Madam, though Venus govern your desires, |
| 100484 | Saturn is dominator over mine. |
| 100485 | What signifies my deadly-standing eye, |
| 100486 | My silence and my cloudy melancholy, |
| 100487 | My fleece of woolly hair that now uncurls |
| 100488 | Even as an adder when she doth unroll |
| 100489 | To do some fatal execution? |
| 100490 | No, madam, these are no venereal signs. |
| 100491 | Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand, |
| 100492 | Blood and revenge are hammering in my head. |
| 100493 | Hark, Tamora, the empress of my soul, |
| 100494 | Which never hopes more heaven than rests i... |
| 100495 | This is the day of doom for Bassianus; |
| 100496 | His Philomel must lose her tongue to-day, |
| 100497 | Thy sons make pillage of her chastity, |
| 100498 | And wash their hands in Bassianus' blood. |
| 100499 | Seest thou this letter? Take it up, I pray... |
| 100500 | And give the King this fatal-plotted scroll. |
| 100501 | Now question me no more; we are espied. |
| 100502 | Here comes a parcel of our hopeful booty, |
| 100503 | Which dreads not yet their lives' destruct... |
| 100504 | Enter BASSIANUS and LAVINIA |
| 100505 | TAMORA. Ah, my sweet Moor, sweeter to me tha... |
| 100506 | AARON. No more, great Empress: Bassianus comes. |
| 100507 | Be cross with him; and I'll go fetch thy sons |
| 100508 | To back thy quarrels, whatsoe'er they be. ... |
| 100509 | BASSIANUS. Who have we here? Rome's royal Em... |
| 100510 | Unfurnish'd of her well-beseeming troop? |
| 100511 | Or is it Dian, habited like her, |
| 100512 | Who hath abandoned her holy groves |
| 100513 | To see the general hunting in this forest? |
| 100514 | TAMORA. Saucy controller of my private steps! |
| 100515 | Had I the pow'r that some say Dian had, |
| 100516 | Thy temples should be planted presently |
| 100517 | With horns, as was Actaeon's; and the hounds |
| 100518 | Should drive upon thy new-transformed limbs, |
| 100519 | Unmannerly intruder as thou art! |
| 100520 | LAVINIA. Under your patience, gentle Emperess, |
| 100521 | 'Tis thought you have a goodly gift in hor... |
| 100522 | And to be doubted that your Moor and you |
| 100523 | Are singled forth to try thy experiments. |
| 100524 | Jove shield your husband from his hounds t... |
| 100525 | 'Tis pity they should take him for a stag. |
| 100526 | BASSIANUS. Believe me, Queen, your swarth Ci... |
| 100527 | Doth make your honour of his body's hue, |
| 100528 | Spotted, detested, and abominable. |
| 100529 | Why are you sequest'red from all your train, |
| 100530 | Dismounted from your snow-white goodly steed, |
| 100531 | And wand'red hither to an obscure plot, |
| 100532 | Accompanied but with a barbarous Moor, |
| 100533 | If foul desire had not conducted you? |
| 100534 | LAVINIA. And, being intercepted in your sport, |
| 100535 | Great reason that my noble lord be rated |
| 100536 | For sauciness. I pray you let us hence, |
| 100537 | And let her joy her raven-coloured love; |
| 100538 | This valley fits the purpose passing well. |
| 100539 | BASSIANUS. The King my brother shall have no... |
| 100540 | LAVINIA. Ay, for these slips have made him n... |
| 100541 | Good king, to be so mightily abused! |
| 100542 | TAMORA. Why, I have patience to endure all t... |
| 100543 | Enter CHIRON and DEMETRIUS |
| 100544 | DEMETRIUS. How now, dear sovereign, and our ... |
| 100545 | Why doth your Highness look so pale and wan? |
| 100546 | TAMORA. Have I not reason, think you, to loo... |
| 100547 | These two have 'ticed me hither to this pl... |
| 100548 | A barren detested vale you see it is: |
| 100549 | The trees, though summer, yet forlorn and ... |
| 100550 | Overcome with moss and baleful mistletoe; |
| 100551 | Here never shines the sun; here nothing br... |
| 100552 | Unless the nightly owl or fatal raven. |
| 100553 | And when they show'd me this abhorred pit, |
| 100554 | They told me, here, at dead time of the ni... |
| 100555 | A thousand fiends, a thousand hissing snakes, |
| 100556 | Ten thousand swelling toads, as many urchins, |
| 100557 | Would make such fearful and confused cries |
| 100558 | As any mortal body hearing it |
| 100559 | Should straight fall mad or else die sudde... |
| 100560 | No sooner had they told this hellish tale |
| 100561 | But straight they told me they would bind ... |
| 100562 | Unto the body of a dismal yew, |
| 100563 | And leave me to this miserable death. |
| 100564 | And then they call'd me foul adulteress, |
| 100565 | Lascivious Goth, and all the bitterest terms |
| 100566 | That ever ear did hear to such effect; |
| 100567 | And had you not by wondrous fortune come, |
| 100568 | This vengeance on me had they executed. |
| 100569 | Revenge it, as you love your mother's life, |
| 100570 | Or be ye not henceforth call'd my children. |
| 100571 | DEMETRIUS. This is a witness that I am thy son. |
| 100572 | ... |
| 100573 | CHIRON. And this for me, struck home to show... |
| 100574 | ... |
| 100575 | LAVINIA. Ay, come, Semiramis- nay, barbarous... |
| 100576 | For no name fits thy nature but thy own! |
| 100577 | TAMORA. Give me the poniard; you shall know,... |
| 100578 | Your mother's hand shall right your mother... |
| 100579 | DEMETRIUS. Stay, madam, here is more belongs... |
| 100580 | First thrash the corn, then after burn the... |
| 100581 | This minion stood upon her chastity, |
| 100582 | Upon her nuptial vow, her loyalty, |
| 100583 | And with that painted hope braves your mig... |
| 100584 | And shall she carry this unto her grave? |
| 100585 | CHIRON. An if she do, I would I were an eunuch. |
| 100586 | Drag hence her husband to some secret hole, |
| 100587 | And make his dead trunk pillow to our lust. |
| 100588 | TAMORA. But when ye have the honey we desire, |
| 100589 | Let not this wasp outlive, us both to sting. |
| 100590 | CHIRON. I warrant you, madam, we will make t... |
| 100591 | Come, mistress, now perforce we will enjoy |
| 100592 | That nice-preserved honesty of yours. |
| 100593 | LAVINIA. O Tamora! thou bearest a woman's face- |
| 100594 | TAMORA. I will not hear her speak; away with... |
| 100595 | LAVINIA. Sweet lords, entreat her hear me bu... |
| 100596 | DEMETRIUS. Listen, fair madam: let it be you... |
| 100597 | To see her tears; but be your heart to them |
| 100598 | As unrelenting flint to drops of rain. |
| 100599 | LAVINIA. When did the tiger's young ones tea... |
| 100600 | O, do not learn her wrath- she taught it t... |
| 100601 | The milk thou suck'dst from her did turn t... |
| 100602 | Even at thy teat thou hadst thy tyranny. |
| 100603 | Yet every mother breeds not sons alike: |
| 100604 | [To CHIRON] Do thou entreat her show a wo... |
| 100605 | CHIRON. What, wouldst thou have me prove mys... |
| 100606 | LAVINIA. 'Tis true, the raven doth not hatch... |
| 100607 | Yet have I heard- O, could I find it now!- |
| 100608 | The lion, mov'd with pity, did endure |
| 100609 | To have his princely paws par'd all away. |
| 100610 | Some say that ravens foster forlorn children, |
| 100611 | The whilst their own birds famish in their... |
| 100612 | O, be to me, though thy hard heart say no, |
| 100613 | Nothing so kind, but something pitiful! |
| 100614 | TAMORA. I know not what it means; away with ... |
| 100615 | LAVINIA. O, let me teach thee! For my father... |
| 100616 | That gave thee life when well he might hav... |
| 100617 | Be not obdurate, open thy deaf ears. |
| 100618 | TAMORA. Hadst thou in person ne'er offended me, |
| 100619 | Even for his sake am I pitiless. |
| 100620 | Remember, boys, I pour'd forth tears in vain |
| 100621 | To save your brother from the sacrifice; |
| 100622 | But fierce Andronicus would not relent. |
| 100623 | Therefore away with her, and use her as yo... |
| 100624 | The worse to her the better lov'd of me. |
| 100625 | LAVINIA. O Tamora, be call'd a gentle queen, |
| 100626 | And with thine own hands kill me in this p... |
| 100627 | For 'tis not life that I have begg'd so long; |
| 100628 | Poor I was slain when Bassianus died. |
| 100629 | TAMORA. What beg'st thou, then? Fond woman, ... |
| 100630 | LAVINIA. 'Tis present death I beg; and one t... |
| 100631 | That womanhood denies my tongue to tell: |
| 100632 | O, keep me from their worse than killing l... |
| 100633 | And tumble me into some loathsome pit, |
| 100634 | Where never man's eye may behold my body; |
| 100635 | Do this, and be a charitable murderer. |
| 100636 | TAMORA. So should I rob my sweet sons of the... |
| 100637 | No, let them satisfy their lust on thee. |
| 100638 | DEMETRIUS. Away! for thou hast stay'd us her... |
| 100639 | LAVINIA. No grace? no womanhood? Ah, beastly... |
| 100640 | The blot and enemy to our general name! |
| 100641 | Confusion fall- |
| 100642 | CHIRON. Nay, then I'll stop your mouth. Brin... |
| 100643 | This is the hole where Aaron bid us hide him. |
| 100644 | DEMETRIUS throws the body |
| 100645 | of BASSIANUS into the pit; then exeunt |
| 100646 | DEMETRIUS and CHIRON, dragging off LA... |
| 100647 | TAMORA. Farewell, my sons; see that you make... |
| 100648 | Ne'er let my heart know merry cheer indeed |
| 100649 | Till all the Andronici be made away. |
| 100650 | Now will I hence to seek my lovely Moor, |
| 100651 | And let my spleenful sons this trull deflo... |
| 100652 | Re-enter AARON, with two |
| 100653 | of TITUS' sons, QUINTUS and MARTIUS |
| 100654 | AARON. Come on, my lords, the better foot be... |
| 100655 | Straight will I bring you to the loathsome... |
| 100656 | Where I espied the panther fast asleep. |
| 100657 | QUINTUS. My sight is very dull, whate'er it ... |
| 100658 | MARTIUS. And mine, I promise you; were it no... |
| 100659 | Well could I leave our sport to sleep awhile. |
| 100660 | [F... |
| 100661 | QUINTUS. What, art thou fallen? What subtle ... |
| 100662 | Whose mouth is covered with rude-growing b... |
| 100663 | Upon whose leaves are drops of new-shed blood |
| 100664 | As fresh as morning dew distill'd on flowers? |
| 100665 | A very fatal place it seems to me. |
| 100666 | Speak, brother, hast thou hurt thee with t... |
| 100667 | MARTIUS. O brother, with the dismal'st objec... |
| 100668 | That ever eye with sight made heart lament! |
| 100669 | AARON. [Aside] Now will I fetch the King t... |
| 100670 | That he thereby may have a likely guess |
| 100671 | How these were they that made away his bro... |
| 100672 | MARTIUS. Why dost not comfort me, and help m... |
| 100673 | From this unhallow'd and blood-stained hole? |
| 100674 | QUINTUS. I am surprised with an uncouth fear; |
| 100675 | A chilling sweat o'er-runs my trembling jo... |
| 100676 | My heart suspects more than mine eye can see. |
| 100677 | MARTIUS. To prove thou hast a true divining ... |
| 100678 | Aaron and thou look down into this den, |
| 100679 | And see a fearful sight of blood and death. |
| 100680 | QUINTUS. Aaron is gone, and my compassionate... |
| 100681 | Will not permit mine eyes once to behold |
| 100682 | The thing whereat it trembles by surmise; |
| 100683 | O, tell me who it is, for ne'er till now |
| 100684 | Was I a child to fear I know not what. |
| 100685 | MARTIUS. Lord Bassianus lies beray'd in blood, |
| 100686 | All on a heap, like to a slaughtered lamb, |
| 100687 | In this detested, dark, blood-drinking pit. |
| 100688 | QUINTUS. If it be dark, how dost thou know '... |
| 100689 | MARTIUS. Upon his bloody finger he doth wear |
| 100690 | A precious ring that lightens all this hole, |
| 100691 | Which, like a taper in some monument, |
| 100692 | Doth shine upon the dead man's earthy cheeks, |
| 100693 | And shows the ragged entrails of this pit; |
| 100694 | So pale did shine the moon on Pyramus |
| 100695 | When he by night lay bath'd in maiden blood. |
| 100696 | O brother, help me with thy fainting hand- |
| 100697 | If fear hath made thee faint, as me it hath- |
| 100698 | Out of this fell devouring receptacle, |
| 100699 | As hateful as Cocytus' misty mouth. |
| 100700 | QUINTUS. Reach me thy hand, that I may help ... |
| 100701 | Or, wanting strength to do thee so much good, |
| 100702 | I may be pluck'd into the swallowing womb |
| 100703 | Of this deep pit, poor Bassianus' grave. |
| 100704 | I have no strength to pluck thee to the br... |
| 100705 | MARTIUS. Nor I no strength to climb without ... |
| 100706 | QUINTUS. Thy hand once more; I will not loos... |
| 100707 | Till thou art here aloft, or I below. |
| 100708 | Thou canst not come to me- I come to thee.... |
| 100709 | Enter the EMPEROR and AARON the Moor |
| 100710 | SATURNINUS. Along with me! I'll see what hol... |
| 100711 | And what he is that now is leapt into it. |
| 100712 | Say, who art thou that lately didst descend |
| 100713 | Into this gaping hollow of the earth? |
| 100714 | MARTIUS. The unhappy sons of old Andronicus, |
| 100715 | Brought hither in a most unlucky hour, |
| 100716 | To find thy brother Bassianus dead. |
| 100717 | SATURNINUS. My brother dead! I know thou dos... |
| 100718 | He and his lady both are at the lodge |
| 100719 | Upon the north side of this pleasant chase; |
| 100720 | 'Tis not an hour since I left them there. |
| 100721 | MARTIUS. We know not where you left them all... |
| 100722 | But, out alas! here have we found him dead. |
| 100723 | Re-enter TAMORA, with |
| 100724 | attendants; TITUS ANDRONICUS and Lucius |
| 100725 | TAMORA. Where is my lord the King? |
| 100726 | SATURNINUS. Here, Tamora; though griev'd wit... |
| 100727 | TAMORA. Where is thy brother Bassianus? |
| 100728 | SATURNINUS. Now to the bottom dost thou sear... |
| 100729 | Poor Bassianus here lies murdered. |
| 100730 | TAMORA. Then all too late I bring this fatal... |
| 100731 | The complot of this timeless tragedy; |
| 100732 | And wonder greatly that man's face can fold |
| 100733 | In pleasing smiles such murderous tyranny. |
| 100734 | [She giveth S... |
| 100735 | SATURNINUS. [Reads] 'An if we miss to me... |
| 100736 | Sweet huntsman- Bassianus 'tis we mean- |
| 100737 | Do thou so much as dig the grave for him. |
| 100738 | Thou know'st our meaning. Look for thy reward |
| 100739 | Among the nettles at the elder-tree |
| 100740 | Which overshades the mouth of that same pit |
| 100741 | Where we decreed to bury Bassianus. |
| 100742 | Do this, and purchase us thy lasting frien... |
| 100743 | O Tamora! was ever heard the like? |
| 100744 | This is the pit and this the elder-tree. |
| 100745 | Look, sirs, if you can find the huntsman out |
| 100746 | That should have murdered Bassianus here. |
| 100747 | AARON. My gracious lord, here is the bag of ... |
| 100748 | SATURNINUS. [To TITUS] Two of thy whelps, ... |
| 100749 | kind, |
| 100750 | Have here bereft my brother of his life. |
| 100751 | Sirs, drag them from the pit unto the prison; |
| 100752 | There let them bide until we have devis'd |
| 100753 | Some never-heard-of torturing pain for them. |
| 100754 | TAMORA. What, are they in this pit? O wondro... |
| 100755 | How easily murder is discovered! |
| 100756 | TITUS. High Emperor, upon my feeble knee |
| 100757 | I beg this boon, with tears not lightly shed, |
| 100758 | That this fell fault of my accursed sons- |
| 100759 | Accursed if the fault be prov'd in them- |
| 100760 | SATURNINUS. If it be prov'd! You see it is a... |
| 100761 | Who found this letter? Tamora, was it you? |
| 100762 | TAMORA. Andronicus himself did take it up. |
| 100763 | TITUS. I did, my lord, yet let me be their b... |
| 100764 | For, by my fathers' reverend tomb, I vow |
| 100765 | They shall be ready at your Highness' will |
| 100766 | To answer their suspicion with their lives. |
| 100767 | SATURNINUS. Thou shalt not bail them; see th... |
| 100768 | Some bring the murdered body, some the mur... |
| 100769 | Let them not speak a word- the guilt is pl... |
| 100770 | For, by my soul, were there worse end than... |
| 100771 | That end upon them should be executed. |
| 100772 | TAMORA. Andronicus, I will entreat the King. |
| 100773 | Fear not thy sons; they shall do well enough. |
| 100774 | TITUS. Come, Lucius, come; stay not to talk ... |
| 100775 | SCENE IV. |
| 100776 | Another part of the forest |
| 100777 | Enter the Empress' sons, DEMETRIUS and CHIRON,... |
| 100778 | her hands cut off, and her tongue cut out, and... |
| 100779 | DEMETRIUS. So, now go tell, an if thy tongue... |
| 100780 | Who 'twas that cut thy tongue and ravish'd... |
| 100781 | CHIRON. Write down thy mind, bewray thy mean... |
| 100782 | An if thy stumps will let thee play the sc... |
| 100783 | DEMETRIUS. See how with signs and tokens she... |
| 100784 | CHIRON. Go home, call for sweet water, wash ... |
| 100785 | DEMETRIUS. She hath no tongue to call, nor h... |
| 100786 | And so let's leave her to her silent walks. |
| 100787 | CHIRON. An 'twere my cause, I should go hang... |
| 100788 | DEMETRIUS. If thou hadst hands to help thee ... |
| 100789 | Exeunt DE... |
| 100790 | Wind horns. Enter MARCUS, from hunting |
| 100791 | MARCUS. Who is this?- my niece, that flies a... |
| 100792 | Cousin, a word: where is your husband? |
| 100793 | If I do dream, would all my wealth would w... |
| 100794 | If I do wake, some planet strike me down, |
| 100795 | That I may slumber an eternal sleep! |
| 100796 | Speak, gentle niece. What stern ungentle h... |
| 100797 | Hath lopp'd, and hew'd, and made thy body ... |
| 100798 | Of her two branches- those sweet ornaments |
| 100799 | Whose circling shadows kings have sought t... |
| 100800 | And might not gain so great a happiness |
| 100801 | As half thy love? Why dost not speak to me? |
| 100802 | Alas, a crimson river of warm blood, |
| 100803 | Like to a bubbling fountain stirr'd with w... |
| 100804 | Doth rise and fall between thy rosed lips, |
| 100805 | Coming and going with thy honey breath. |
| 100806 | But sure some Tereus hath deflowered thee, |
| 100807 | And, lest thou shouldst detect him, cut th... |
| 100808 | Ah, now thou turn'st away thy face for shame! |
| 100809 | And notwithstanding all this loss of blood- |
| 100810 | As from a conduit with three issuing spouts- |
| 100811 | Yet do thy cheeks look red as Titan's face |
| 100812 | Blushing to be encount'red with a cloud. |
| 100813 | Shall I speak for thee? Shall I say 'tis so? |
| 100814 | O, that I knew thy heart, and knew the beast, |
| 100815 | That I might rail at him to ease my mind! |
| 100816 | Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp'd, |
| 100817 | Doth burn the heart to cinders where it is. |
| 100818 | Fair Philomel, why she but lost her tongue, |
| 100819 | And in a tedious sampler sew'd her mind; |
| 100820 | But, lovely niece, that mean is cut from t... |
| 100821 | A craftier Tereus, cousin, hast thou met, |
| 100822 | And he hath cut those pretty fingers off |
| 100823 | That could have better sew'd than Philomel. |
| 100824 | O, had the monster seen those lily hands |
| 100825 | Tremble like aspen leaves upon a lute |
| 100826 | And make the silken strings delight to kis... |
| 100827 | He would not then have touch'd them for hi... |
| 100828 | Or had he heard the heavenly harmony |
| 100829 | Which that sweet tongue hath made, |
| 100830 | He would have dropp'd his knife, and fell ... |
| 100831 | As Cerberus at the Thracian poet's feet. |
| 100832 | Come, let us go, and make thy father blind, |
| 100833 | For such a sight will blind a father's eye; |
| 100834 | One hour's storm will drown the fragrant m... |
| 100835 | What will whole months of tears thy father... |
| 100836 | Do not draw back, for we will mourn with t... |
| 100837 | O, could our mourning case thy misery! ... |
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| 100846 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 100847 | Rome. A street |
| 100848 | Enter the JUDGES, TRIBUNES, and SENATORS, with... |
| 100849 | MARTIUS and QUINTUS bound, passing on the stag... |
| 100850 | and TITUS going before, pleading |
| 100851 | TITUS. Hear me, grave fathers; noble Tribune... |
| 100852 | For pity of mine age, whose youth was spent |
| 100853 | In dangerous wars whilst you securely slept; |
| 100854 | For all my blood in Rome's great quarrel s... |
| 100855 | For all the frosty nights that I have watc... |
| 100856 | And for these bitter tears, which now you see |
| 100857 | Filling the aged wrinkles in my cheeks, |
| 100858 | Be pitiful to my condemned sons, |
| 100859 | Whose souls are not corrupted as 'tis thou... |
| 100860 | For two and twenty sons I never wept, |
| 100861 | Because they died in honour's lofty bed. |
| 100862 | [ANDRONICUS lieth do... |
| 100863 | pass by him with the pris... |
| 100864 | For these, Tribunes, in the dust I write |
| 100865 | My heart's deep languor and my soul's sad ... |
| 100866 | Let my tears stanch the earth's dry appetite; |
| 100867 | My sons' sweet blood will make it shame an... |
| 100868 | O earth, I will befriend thee more with rain |
| 100869 | That shall distil from these two ancient u... |
| 100870 | Than youthful April shall with all his sho... |
| 100871 | In summer's drought I'll drop upon thee st... |
| 100872 | In winter with warm tears I'll melt the snow |
| 100873 | And keep eternal spring-time on thy face, |
| 100874 | So thou refuse to drink my dear sons' blood. |
| 100875 | Enter Lucius with his weapon drawn |
| 100876 | O reverend Tribunes! O gentle aged men! |
| 100877 | Unbind my sons, reverse the doom of death, |
| 100878 | And let me say, that never wept before, |
| 100879 | My tears are now prevailing orators. |
| 100880 | LUCIUS. O noble father, you lament in vain; |
| 100881 | The Tribunes hear you not, no man is by, |
| 100882 | And you recount your sorrows to a stone. |
| 100883 | TITUS. Ah, Lucius, for thy brothers let me p... |
| 100884 | Grave Tribunes, once more I entreat of you. |
| 100885 | LUCIUS. My gracious lord, no tribune hears y... |
| 100886 | TITUS. Why, 'tis no matter, man: if they did... |
| 100887 | They would not mark me; if they did mark, |
| 100888 | They would not pity me; yet plead I must, |
| 100889 | And bootless unto them. |
| 100890 | Therefore I tell my sorrows to the stones; |
| 100891 | Who though they cannot answer my distress, |
| 100892 | Yet in some sort they are better than the ... |
| 100893 | For that they will not intercept my tale. |
| 100894 | When I do weep, they humbly at my feet |
| 100895 | Receive my tears, and seem to weep with me; |
| 100896 | And were they but attired in grave weeds, |
| 100897 | Rome could afford no tribunes like to these. |
| 100898 | A stone is soft as wax: tribunes more hard... |
| 100899 | A stone is silent and offendeth not, |
| 100900 | And tribunes with their tongues doom men t... |
| 100901 | ... |
| 100902 | But wherefore stand'st thou with thy weapo... |
| 100903 | LUCIUS. To rescue my two brothers from their... |
| 100904 | For which attempt the judges have pronounc'd |
| 100905 | My everlasting doom of banishment. |
| 100906 | TITUS. O happy man! they have befriended thee. |
| 100907 | Why, foolish Lucius, dost thou not perceive |
| 100908 | That Rome is but a wilderness of tigers? |
| 100909 | Tigers must prey, and Rome affords no prey |
| 100910 | But me and mine; how happy art thou then |
| 100911 | From these devourers to be banished! |
| 100912 | But who comes with our brother Marcus here? |
| 100913 | Enter MARCUS with LAVINIA |
| 100914 | MARCUS. Titus, prepare thy aged eyes to weep, |
| 100915 | Or if not so, thy noble heart to break. |
| 100916 | I bring consuming sorrow to thine age. |
| 100917 | TITUS. Will it consume me? Let me see it then. |
| 100918 | MARCUS. This was thy daughter. |
| 100919 | TITUS. Why, Marcus, so she is. |
| 100920 | LUCIUS. Ay me! this object kills me. |
| 100921 | TITUS. Faint-hearted boy, arise, and look up... |
| 100922 | Speak, Lavinia, what accursed hand |
| 100923 | Hath made thee handless in thy father's si... |
| 100924 | What fool hath added water to the sea, |
| 100925 | Or brought a fagot to bright-burning Troy? |
| 100926 | My grief was at the height before thou cam... |
| 100927 | And now like Nilus it disdaineth bounds. |
| 100928 | Give me a sword, I'll chop off my hands too, |
| 100929 | For they have fought for Rome, and all in ... |
| 100930 | And they have nurs'd this woe in feeding l... |
| 100931 | In bootless prayer have they been held up, |
| 100932 | And they have serv'd me to effectless use. |
| 100933 | Now all the service I require of them |
| 100934 | Is that the one will help to cut the other. |
| 100935 | 'Tis well, Lavinia, that thou hast no hands; |
| 100936 | For hands to do Rome service is but vain. |
| 100937 | LUCIUS. Speak, gentle sister, who hath marty... |
| 100938 | MARCUS. O, that delightful engine of her tho... |
| 100939 | That blabb'd them with such pleasing eloqu... |
| 100940 | Is torn from forth that pretty hollow cage, |
| 100941 | Where like a sweet melodious bird it sung |
| 100942 | Sweet varied notes, enchanting every ear! |
| 100943 | LUCIUS. O, say thou for her, who hath done t... |
| 100944 | MARCUS. O, thus I found her straying in the ... |
| 100945 | Seeking to hide herself as doth the deer |
| 100946 | That hath receiv'd some unrecuring wound. |
| 100947 | TITUS. It was my dear, and he that wounded her |
| 100948 | Hath hurt me more than had he kill'd me dead; |
| 100949 | For now I stand as one upon a rock, |
| 100950 | Environ'd with a wilderness of sea, |
| 100951 | Who marks the waxing tide grow wave by wave, |
| 100952 | Expecting ever when some envious surge |
| 100953 | Will in his brinish bowels swallow him. |
| 100954 | This way to death my wretched sons are gone; |
| 100955 | Here stands my other son, a banish'd man, |
| 100956 | And here my brother, weeping at my woes. |
| 100957 | But that which gives my soul the greatest ... |
| 100958 | Is dear Lavinia, dearer than my soul. |
| 100959 | Had I but seen thy picture in this plight, |
| 100960 | It would have madded me; what shall I do |
| 100961 | Now I behold thy lively body so? |
| 100962 | Thou hast no hands to wipe away thy tears, |
| 100963 | Nor tongue to tell me who hath martyr'd thee; |
| 100964 | Thy husband he is dead, and for his death |
| 100965 | Thy brothers are condemn'd, and dead by this. |
| 100966 | Look, Marcus! Ah, son Lucius, look on her! |
| 100967 | When I did name her brothers, then fresh t... |
| 100968 | Stood on her cheeks, as doth the honey dew |
| 100969 | Upon a gath'red lily almost withered. |
| 100970 | MARCUS. Perchance she weeps because they kil... |
| 100971 | Perchance because she knows them innocent. |
| 100972 | TITUS. If they did kill thy husband, then be... |
| 100973 | Because the law hath ta'en revenge on them. |
| 100974 | No, no, they would not do so foul a deed; |
| 100975 | Witness the sorrow that their sister makes. |
| 100976 | Gentle Lavinia, let me kiss thy lips, |
| 100977 | Or make some sign how I may do thee ease. |
| 100978 | Shall thy good uncle and thy brother Lucius |
| 100979 | And thou and I sit round about some fountain, |
| 100980 | Looking all downwards to behold our cheeks |
| 100981 | How they are stain'd, like meadows yet not... |
| 100982 | With miry slime left on them by a flood? |
| 100983 | And in the fountain shall we gaze so long, |
| 100984 | Till the fresh taste be taken from that cl... |
| 100985 | And made a brine-pit with our bitter tears? |
| 100986 | Or shall we cut away our hands like thine? |
| 100987 | Or shall we bite our tongues, and in dumb ... |
| 100988 | Pass the remainder of our hateful days? |
| 100989 | What shall we do? Let us that have our ton... |
| 100990 | Plot some device of further misery |
| 100991 | To make us wonder'd at in time to come. |
| 100992 | LUCIUS. Sweet father, cease your tears; for ... |
| 100993 | See how my wretched sister sobs and weeps. |
| 100994 | MARCUS. Patience, dear niece. Good Titus, dr... |
| 100995 | TITUS. Ah, Marcus, Marcus! Brother, well I wot |
| 100996 | Thy napkin cannot drink a tear of mine, |
| 100997 | For thou, poor man, hast drown'd it with t... |
| 100998 | LUCIUS. Ah, my Lavinia, I will wipe thy cheeks. |
| 100999 | TITUS. Mark, Marcus, mark! I understand her ... |
| 101000 | Had she a tongue to speak, now would she s... |
| 101001 | That to her brother which I said to thee: |
| 101002 | His napkin, with his true tears all bewet, |
| 101003 | Can do no service on her sorrowful cheeks. |
| 101004 | O, what a sympathy of woe is this |
| 101005 | As far from help as Limbo is from bliss! |
| 101006 | Enter AARON the Moor |
| 101007 | AARON. Titus Andronicus, my lord the Emperor |
| 101008 | Sends thee this word, that, if thou love t... |
| 101009 | Let Marcus, Lucius, or thyself, old Titus, |
| 101010 | Or any one of you, chop off your hand |
| 101011 | And send it to the King: he for the same |
| 101012 | Will send thee hither both thy sons alive, |
| 101013 | And that shall be the ransom for their fault. |
| 101014 | TITUS. O gracious Emperor! O gentle Aaron! |
| 101015 | Did ever raven sing so like a lark |
| 101016 | That gives sweet tidings of the sun's uprise? |
| 101017 | With all my heart I'll send the Emperor my... |
| 101018 | Good Aaron, wilt thou help to chop it off? |
| 101019 | LUCIUS. Stay, father! for that noble hand of... |
| 101020 | That hath thrown down so many enemies, |
| 101021 | Shall not be sent. My hand will serve the ... |
| 101022 | My youth can better spare my blood than you, |
| 101023 | And therefore mine shall save my brothers'... |
| 101024 | MARCUS. Which of your hands hath not defende... |
| 101025 | And rear'd aloft the bloody battle-axe, |
| 101026 | Writing destruction on the enemy's castle? |
| 101027 | O, none of both but are of high desert! |
| 101028 | My hand hath been but idle; let it serve |
| 101029 | To ransom my two nephews from their death; |
| 101030 | Then have I kept it to a worthy end. |
| 101031 | AARON. Nay, come, agree whose hand shall go ... |
| 101032 | For fear they die before their pardon come. |
| 101033 | MARCUS. My hand shall go. |
| 101034 | LUCIUS. By heaven, it shall not go! |
| 101035 | TITUS. Sirs, strive no more; such with'red h... |
| 101036 | Are meet for plucking up, and therefore mine. |
| 101037 | LUCIUS. Sweet father, if I shall be thought ... |
| 101038 | Let me redeem my brothers both from death. |
| 101039 | MARCUS. And for our father's sake and mother... |
| 101040 | Now let me show a brother's love to thee. |
| 101041 | TITUS. Agree between you; I will spare my hand. |
| 101042 | LUCIUS. Then I'll go fetch an axe. |
| 101043 | MARCUS. But I will use the axe. |
| 101044 | Exeunt... |
| 101045 | TITUS. Come hither, Aaron, I'll deceive them... |
| 101046 | Lend me thy hand, and I will give thee mine. |
| 101047 | AARON. [Aside] If that be call'd deceit, I... |
| 101048 | And never whilst I live deceive men so; |
| 101049 | But I'll deceive you in another sort, |
| 101050 | And that you'll say ere half an hour pass. |
| 101051 | [He cut... |
| 101052 | Re-enter LUCIUS and MARCUS |
| 101053 | TITUS. Now stay your strife. What shall be is... |
| 101054 | Good Aaron, give his Majesty my hand; |
| 101055 | Tell him it was a hand that warded him |
| 101056 | From thousand dangers; bid him bury it. |
| 101057 | More hath it merited- that let it have. |
| 101058 | As for my sons, say I account of them |
| 101059 | As jewels purchas'd at an easy price; |
| 101060 | And yet dear too, because I bought mine own. |
| 101061 | AARON. I go, Andronicus; and for thy hand |
| 101062 | Look by and by to have thy sons with thee. |
| 101063 | [Aside] Their heads I mean. O, how this v... |
| 101064 | Doth fat me with the very thoughts of it! |
| 101065 | Let fools do good, and fair men call for g... |
| 101066 | Aaron will have his soul black like his fa... |
| 101067 | TITUS. O, here I lift this one hand up to he... |
| 101068 | And bow this feeble ruin to the earth; |
| 101069 | If any power pities wretched tears, |
| 101070 | To that I call! [To LAVINIA] What, would... |
| 101071 | Do, then, dear heart; for heaven shall hea... |
| 101072 | Or with our sighs we'll breathe the welkin... |
| 101073 | And stain the sun with fog, as sometime cl... |
| 101074 | When they do hug him in their melting bosoms. |
| 101075 | MARCUS. O brother, speak with possibility, |
| 101076 | And do not break into these deep extremes. |
| 101077 | TITUS. Is not my sorrow deep, having no bott... |
| 101078 | Then be my passions bottomless with them. |
| 101079 | MARCUS. But yet let reason govern thy lament. |
| 101080 | TITUS. If there were reason for these miseries, |
| 101081 | Then into limits could I bind my woes. |
| 101082 | When heaven doth weep, doth not the earth ... |
| 101083 | If the winds rage, doth not the sea wax mad, |
| 101084 | Threat'ning the welkin with his big-swol'n... |
| 101085 | And wilt thou have a reason for this coil? |
| 101086 | I am the sea; hark how her sighs do blow. |
| 101087 | She is the weeping welkin, I the earth; |
| 101088 | Then must my sea be moved with her sighs; |
| 101089 | Then must my earth with her continual tears |
| 101090 | Become a deluge, overflow'd and drown'd; |
| 101091 | For why my bowels cannot hide her woes, |
| 101092 | But like a drunkard must I vomit them. |
| 101093 | Then give me leave; for losers will have l... |
| 101094 | To ease their stomachs with their bitter t... |
| 101095 | Enter a MESSENGER, with two heads and ... |
| 101096 | MESSENGER. Worthy Andronicus, ill art thou r... |
| 101097 | For that good hand thou sent'st the Emperor. |
| 101098 | Here are the heads of thy two noble sons; |
| 101099 | And here's thy hand, in scorn to thee sent... |
| 101100 | Thy grief their sports, thy resolution moc... |
| 101101 | That woe is me to think upon thy woes, |
| 101102 | More than remembrance of my father's death... |
| 101103 | MARCUS. Now let hot Aetna cool in Sicily, |
| 101104 | And be my heart an ever-burning hell! |
| 101105 | These miseries are more than may be borne. |
| 101106 | To weep with them that weep doth ease some... |
| 101107 | But sorrow flouted at is double death. |
| 101108 | LUCIUS. Ah, that this sight should make so d... |
| 101109 | And yet detested life not shrink thereat! |
| 101110 | That ever death should let life bear his n... |
| 101111 | Where life hath no more interest but to br... |
| 101112 | [LAV... |
| 101113 | MARCUS. Alas, poor heart, that kiss is comfo... |
| 101114 | As frozen water to a starved snake. |
| 101115 | TITUS. When will this fearful slumber have a... |
| 101116 | MARCUS. Now farewell, flatt'ry; die, Androni... |
| 101117 | Thou dost not slumber: see thy two sons' h... |
| 101118 | Thy warlike hand, thy mangled daughter here; |
| 101119 | Thy other banish'd son with this dear sight |
| 101120 | Struck pale and bloodless; and thy brother... |
| 101121 | Even like a stony image, cold and numb. |
| 101122 | Ah! now no more will I control thy griefs. |
| 101123 | Rent off thy silver hair, thy other hand |
| 101124 | Gnawing with thy teeth; and be this dismal... |
| 101125 | The closing up of our most wretched eyes. |
| 101126 | Now is a time to storm; why art thou still? |
| 101127 | TITUS. Ha, ha, ha! |
| 101128 | MARCUS. Why dost thou laugh? It fits not wit... |
| 101129 | TITUS. Why, I have not another tear to shed; |
| 101130 | Besides, this sorrow is an enemy, |
| 101131 | And would usurp upon my wat'ry eyes |
| 101132 | And make them blind with tributary tears. |
| 101133 | Then which way shall I find Revenge's cave? |
| 101134 | For these two heads do seem to speak to me, |
| 101135 | And threat me I shall never come to bliss |
| 101136 | Till all these mischiefs be return'd again |
| 101137 | Even in their throats that have committed ... |
| 101138 | Come, let me see what task I have to do. |
| 101139 | You heavy people, circle me about, |
| 101140 | That I may turn me to each one of you |
| 101141 | And swear unto my soul to right your wrongs. |
| 101142 | The vow is made. Come, brother, take a head, |
| 101143 | And in this hand the other will I bear. |
| 101144 | And, Lavinia, thou shalt be employ'd in this; |
| 101145 | Bear thou my hand, sweet wench, between th... |
| 101146 | As for thee, boy, go, get thee from my sight; |
| 101147 | Thou art an exile, and thou must not stay. |
| 101148 | Hie to the Goths and raise an army there; |
| 101149 | And if ye love me, as I think you do, |
| 101150 | Let's kiss and part, for we have much to do. |
| 101151 | Exe... |
| 101152 | LUCIUS. Farewell, Andronicus, my noble father, |
| 101153 | The woefull'st man that ever liv'd in Rome. |
| 101154 | Farewell, proud Rome; till Lucius come again, |
| 101155 | He leaves his pledges dearer than his life. |
| 101156 | Farewell, Lavinia, my noble sister; |
| 101157 | O, would thou wert as thou tofore hast been! |
| 101158 | But now nor Lucius nor Lavinia lives |
| 101159 | But in oblivion and hateful griefs. |
| 101160 | If Lucius live, he will requite your wrongs |
| 101161 | And make proud Saturnine and his emperess |
| 101162 | Beg at the gates like Tarquin and his queen. |
| 101163 | Now will I to the Goths, and raise a pow'r |
| 101164 | To be reveng'd on Rome and Saturnine. ... |
| 101165 | SCENE II. |
| 101166 | Rome. TITUS' house |
| 101167 | A banquet. |
| 101168 | Enter TITUS, MARCUS, LAVINIA, and the boy YOUN... |
| 101169 | TITUS. So so, now sit; and look you eat no more |
| 101170 | Than will preserve just so much strength i... |
| 101171 | As will revenge these bitter woes of ours. |
| 101172 | Marcus, unknit that sorrow-wreathen knot; |
| 101173 | Thy niece and I, poor creatures, want our ... |
| 101174 | And cannot passionate our tenfold grief |
| 101175 | With folded arms. This poor right hand of ... |
| 101176 | Is left to tyrannize upon my breast; |
| 101177 | Who, when my heart, all mad with misery, |
| 101178 | Beats in this hollow prison of my flesh, |
| 101179 | Then thus I thump it down. |
| 101180 | [To LAVINIA] Thou map of woe, that thus d... |
| 101181 | When thy poor heart beats with outrageous ... |
| 101182 | Thou canst not strike it thus to make it s... |
| 101183 | Wound it with sighing, girl, kill it with ... |
| 101184 | Or get some little knife between thy teeth |
| 101185 | And just against thy heart make thou a hole, |
| 101186 | That all the tears that thy poor eyes let ... |
| 101187 | May run into that sink and, soaking in, |
| 101188 | Drown the lamenting fool in sea-salt tears. |
| 101189 | MARCUS. Fie, brother, fie! Teach her not thu... |
| 101190 | Such violent hands upon her tender life. |
| 101191 | TITUS. How now! Has sorrow made thee dote al... |
| 101192 | Why, Marcus, no man should be mad but I. |
| 101193 | What violent hands can she lay on her life? |
| 101194 | Ah, wherefore dost thou urge the name of h... |
| 101195 | To bid Aeneas tell the tale twice o'er |
| 101196 | How Troy was burnt and he made miserable? |
| 101197 | O, handle not the theme, to talk of hands, |
| 101198 | Lest we remember still that we have none. |
| 101199 | Fie, fie, how franticly I square my talk, |
| 101200 | As if we should forget we had no hands, |
| 101201 | If Marcus did not name the word of hands! |
| 101202 | Come, let's fall to; and, gentle girl, eat... |
| 101203 | Here is no drink. Hark, Marcus, what she s... |
| 101204 | I can interpret all her martyr'd signs; |
| 101205 | She says she drinks no other drink but tears, |
| 101206 | Brew'd with her sorrow, mesh'd upon her ch... |
| 101207 | Speechless complainer, I will learn thy th... |
| 101208 | In thy dumb action will I be as perfect |
| 101209 | As begging hermits in their holy prayers. |
| 101210 | Thou shalt not sigh, nor hold thy stumps t... |
| 101211 | Nor wink, nor nod, nor kneel, nor make a s... |
| 101212 | But I of these will wrest an alphabet, |
| 101213 | And by still practice learn to know thy me... |
| 101214 | BOY. Good grandsire, leave these bitter deep... |
| 101215 | Make my aunt merry with some pleasing tale. |
| 101216 | MARCUS. Alas, the tender boy, in passion mov'd, |
| 101217 | Doth weep to see his grandsire's heaviness. |
| 101218 | TITUS. Peace, tender sapling; thou art made ... |
| 101219 | And tears will quickly melt thy life away. |
| 101220 | [MARCUS strikes the ... |
| 101221 | What dost thou strike at, Marcus, with thy... |
| 101222 | MARCUS. At that that I have kill'd, my lord-... |
| 101223 | TITUS. Out on thee, murderer, thou kill'st m... |
| 101224 | Mine eyes are cloy'd with view of tyranny; |
| 101225 | A deed of death done on the innocent |
| 101226 | Becomes not Titus' brother. Get thee gone; |
| 101227 | I see thou art not for my company. |
| 101228 | MARCUS. Alas, my lord, I have but kill'd a fly. |
| 101229 | TITUS. 'But!' How if that fly had a father a... |
| 101230 | How would he hang his slender gilded wings |
| 101231 | And buzz lamenting doings in the air! |
| 101232 | Poor harmless fly, |
| 101233 | That with his pretty buzzing melody |
| 101234 | Came here to make us merry! And thou hast ... |
| 101235 | MARCUS. Pardon me, sir; it was a black ill-f... |
| 101236 | Like to the Empress' Moor; therefore I kil... |
| 101237 | TITUS. O, O, O! |
| 101238 | Then pardon me for reprehending thee, |
| 101239 | For thou hast done a charitable deed. |
| 101240 | Give me thy knife, I will insult on him, |
| 101241 | Flattering myself as if it were the Moor |
| 101242 | Come hither purposely to poison me. |
| 101243 | There's for thyself, and that's for Tamora. |
| 101244 | Ah, sirrah! |
| 101245 | Yet, I think, we are not brought so low |
| 101246 | But that between us we can kill a fly |
| 101247 | That comes in likeness of a coal-black Moor. |
| 101248 | MARCUS. Alas, poor man! grief has so wrought... |
| 101249 | He takes false shadows for true substances. |
| 101250 | TITUS. Come, take away. Lavinia, go with me; |
| 101251 | I'll to thy closet, and go read with thee |
| 101252 | Sad stories chanced in the times of old. |
| 101253 | Come, boy, and go with me; thy sight is yo... |
| 101254 | And thou shalt read when mine begin to daz... |
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| 101263 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 101264 | Rome. TITUS' garden |
| 101265 | Enter YOUNG LUCIUS and LAVINIA running after him, |
| 101266 | and the boy flies from her with his books unde... |
| 101267 | Enter TITUS and MARCUS |
| 101268 | BOY. Help, grandsire, help! my aunt Lavinia |
| 101269 | Follows me everywhere, I know not why. |
| 101270 | Good uncle Marcus, see how swift she comes! |
| 101271 | Alas, sweet aunt, I know not what you mean. |
| 101272 | MARCUS. Stand by me, Lucius; do not fear thi... |
| 101273 | TITUS. She loves thee, boy, too well to do t... |
| 101274 | BOY. Ay, when my father was in Rome she did. |
| 101275 | MARCUS. What means my niece Lavinia by these... |
| 101276 | TITUS. Fear her not, Lucius; somewhat doth s... |
| 101277 | See, Lucius, see how much she makes of thee. |
| 101278 | Somewhither would she have thee go with her. |
| 101279 | Ah, boy, Cornelia never with more care |
| 101280 | Read to her sons than she hath read to thee |
| 101281 | Sweet poetry and Tully's Orator. |
| 101282 | MARCUS. Canst thou not guess wherefore she p... |
| 101283 | BOY. My lord, I know not, I, nor can I guess, |
| 101284 | Unless some fit or frenzy do possess her; |
| 101285 | For I have heard my grandsire say full oft |
| 101286 | Extremity of griefs would make men mad; |
| 101287 | And I have read that Hecuba of Troy |
| 101288 | Ran mad for sorrow. That made me to fear; |
| 101289 | Although, my lord, I know my noble aunt |
| 101290 | Loves me as dear as e'er my mother did, |
| 101291 | And would not, but in fury, fright my youth; |
| 101292 | Which made me down to throw my books, and ... |
| 101293 | Causeless, perhaps. But pardon me, sweet a... |
| 101294 | And, madam, if my uncle Marcus go, |
| 101295 | I will most willingly attend your ladyship. |
| 101296 | MARCUS. Lucius, I will. [LAVINIA t... |
| 101297 | stumps the books which Lu... |
| 101298 | TITUS. How now, Lavinia! Marcus, what means ... |
| 101299 | Some book there is that she desires to see. |
| 101300 | Which is it, girl, of these?- Open them, b... |
| 101301 | But thou art deeper read and better skill'd; |
| 101302 | Come and take choice of all my library, |
| 101303 | And so beguile thy sorrow, till the heavens |
| 101304 | Reveal the damn'd contriver of this deed. |
| 101305 | Why lifts she up her arms in sequence thus? |
| 101306 | MARCUS. I think she means that there were mo... |
| 101307 | Confederate in the fact; ay, more there was, |
| 101308 | Or else to heaven she heaves them for reve... |
| 101309 | TITUS. Lucius, what book is that she tosseth... |
| 101310 | BOY. Grandsire, 'tis Ovid's Metamorphoses; |
| 101311 | My mother gave it me. |
| 101312 | MARCUS. For love of her that's gone, |
| 101313 | Perhaps she cull'd it from among the rest. |
| 101314 | TITUS. Soft! So busily she turns the leaves!... |
| 101315 | What would she find? Lavinia, shall I read? |
| 101316 | This is the tragic tale of Philomel |
| 101317 | And treats of Tereus' treason and his rape; |
| 101318 | And rape, I fear, was root of thy annoy. |
| 101319 | MARCUS. See, brother, see! Note how she quot... |
| 101320 | TITUS. Lavinia, wert thou thus surpris'd, sw... |
| 101321 | Ravish'd and wrong'd as Philomela was, |
| 101322 | Forc'd in the ruthless, vast, and gloomy w... |
| 101323 | See, see! |
| 101324 | Ay, such a place there is where we did hunt- |
| 101325 | O, had we never, never hunted there!- |
| 101326 | Pattern'd by that the poet here describes, |
| 101327 | By nature made for murders and for rapes. |
| 101328 | MARCUS. O, why should nature build so foul a... |
| 101329 | Unless the gods delight in tragedies? |
| 101330 | TITUS. Give signs, sweet girl, for here are ... |
| 101331 | What Roman lord it was durst do the deed. |
| 101332 | Or slunk not Saturnine, as Tarquin erst, |
| 101333 | That left the camp to sin in Lucrece' bed? |
| 101334 | MARCUS. Sit down, sweet niece; brother, sit ... |
| 101335 | Apollo, Pallas, Jove, or Mercury, |
| 101336 | Inspire me, that I may this treason find! |
| 101337 | My lord, look here! Look here, Lavinia! |
| 101338 | [He writes... |
| 101339 | staff, and guides it wi... |
| 101340 | This sandy plot is plain; guide, if thou c... |
| 101341 | This after me. I have writ my name |
| 101342 | Without the help of any hand at all. |
| 101343 | Curs'd be that heart that forc'd us to thi... |
| 101344 | Write thou, good niece, and here display a... |
| 101345 | What God will have discovered for revenge. |
| 101346 | Heaven guide thy pen to print thy sorrows ... |
| 101347 | That we may know the traitors and the truth! |
| 101348 | [She takes the ... |
| 101349 | and guides it with s... |
| 101350 | O, do ye read, my lord, what she hath writ? |
| 101351 | TITUS. 'Stuprum- Chiron- Demetrius.' |
| 101352 | MARCUS. What, what! the lustful sons of Tamora |
| 101353 | Performers of this heinous bloody deed? |
| 101354 | TITUS. Magni Dominator poli, |
| 101355 | Tam lentus audis scelera? tam lentus vides? |
| 101356 | MARCUS. O, calm thee, gentle lord! although ... |
| 101357 | There is enough written upon this earth |
| 101358 | To stir a mutiny in the mildest thoughts, |
| 101359 | And arm the minds of infants to exclaims. |
| 101360 | My lord, kneel down with me; Lavinia, kneel; |
| 101361 | And kneel, sweet boy, the Roman Hector's h... |
| 101362 | And swear with me- as, with the woeful fere |
| 101363 | And father of that chaste dishonoured dame, |
| 101364 | Lord Junius Brutus sware for Lucrece' rape- |
| 101365 | That we will prosecute, by good advice, |
| 101366 | Mortal revenge upon these traitorous Goths, |
| 101367 | And see their blood or die with this repro... |
| 101368 | TITUS. 'Tis sure enough, an you knew how; |
| 101369 | But if you hunt these bear-whelps, then be... |
| 101370 | The dam will wake; and if she wind ye once, |
| 101371 | She's with the lion deeply still in league, |
| 101372 | And lulls him whilst she playeth on her back, |
| 101373 | And when he sleeps will she do what she list. |
| 101374 | You are a young huntsman, Marcus; let alone; |
| 101375 | And come, I will go get a leaf of brass, |
| 101376 | And with a gad of steel will write these w... |
| 101377 | And lay it by. The angry northern wind |
| 101378 | Will blow these sands like Sibyl's leaves ... |
| 101379 | And where's our lesson, then? Boy, what sa... |
| 101380 | BOY. I say, my lord, that if I were a man |
| 101381 | Their mother's bedchamber should not be safe |
| 101382 | For these base bondmen to the yoke of Rome. |
| 101383 | MARCUS. Ay, that's my boy! Thy father hath f... |
| 101384 | For his ungrateful country done the like. |
| 101385 | BOY. And, uncle, so will I, an if I live. |
| 101386 | TITUS. Come, go with me into mine armoury. |
| 101387 | Lucius, I'll fit thee; and withal my boy |
| 101388 | Shall carry from me to the Empress' sons |
| 101389 | Presents that I intend to send them both. |
| 101390 | Come, come; thou'lt do my message, wilt th... |
| 101391 | BOY. Ay, with my dagger in their bosoms, gra... |
| 101392 | TITUS. No, boy, not so; I'll teach thee anot... |
| 101393 | Lavinia, come. Marcus, look to my house. |
| 101394 | Lucius and I'll go brave it at the court; |
| 101395 | Ay, marry, will we, sir! and we'll be wait... |
| 101396 | Exeunt TITUS, LAVINIA... |
| 101397 | MARCUS. O heavens, can you hear a good man g... |
| 101398 | And not relent, or not compassion him? |
| 101399 | Marcus, attend him in his ecstasy, |
| 101400 | That hath more scars of sorrow in his heart |
| 101401 | Than foemen's marks upon his batt'red shield, |
| 101402 | But yet so just that he will not revenge. |
| 101403 | Revenge the heavens for old Andronicus! ... |
| 101404 | SCENE II. |
| 101405 | Rome. The palace |
| 101406 | Enter AARON, DEMETRIUS and CHIRON, at one door... |
| 101407 | YOUNG LUCIUS and another with a bundle of weap... |
| 101408 | CHIRON. Demetrius, here's the son of Lucius; |
| 101409 | He hath some message to deliver us. |
| 101410 | AARON. Ay, some mad message from his mad gra... |
| 101411 | BOY. My lords, with all the humbleness I may, |
| 101412 | I greet your honours from Andronicus- |
| 101413 | [Aside] And pray the Roman gods confound ... |
| 101414 | DEMETRIUS. Gramercy, lovely Lucius. What's t... |
| 101415 | BOY. [Aside] That you are both decipher'd,... |
| 101416 | For villains mark'd with rape.- May it ple... |
| 101417 | My grandsire, well advis'd, hath sent by me |
| 101418 | The goodliest weapons of his armoury |
| 101419 | To gratify your honourable youth, |
| 101420 | The hope of Rome; for so he bid me say; |
| 101421 | And so I do, and with his gifts present |
| 101422 | Your lordships, that, whenever you have ne... |
| 101423 | You may be armed and appointed well. |
| 101424 | And so I leave you both- [Aside] like bl... |
| 101425 | Exeunt YOUNG LU... |
| 101426 | DEMETRIUS. What's here? A scroll, and writte... |
| 101427 | Let's see: |
| 101428 | [Reads] 'Integer vitae, scelerisque purus, |
| 101429 | Non eget Mauri iaculis, nec arcu.' |
| 101430 | CHIRON. O, 'tis a verse in Horace, I know it... |
| 101431 | I read it in the grammar long ago. |
| 101432 | AARON. Ay, just- a verse in Horace. Right, y... |
| 101433 | [Aside] Now, what a thing it is to be an ... |
| 101434 | Here's no sound jest! The old man hath fou... |
| 101435 | And sends them weapons wrapp'd about with ... |
| 101436 | That wound, beyond their feeling, to the q... |
| 101437 | But were our witty Empress well afoot, |
| 101438 | She would applaud Andronicus' conceit. |
| 101439 | But let her rest in her unrest awhile- |
| 101440 | And now, young lords, was't not a happy star |
| 101441 | Led us to Rome, strangers, and more than so, |
| 101442 | Captives, to be advanced to this height? |
| 101443 | It did me good before the palace gate |
| 101444 | To brave the Tribune in his brother's hear... |
| 101445 | DEMETRIUS. But me more good to see so great ... |
| 101446 | Basely insinuate and send us gifts. |
| 101447 | AARON. Had he not reason, Lord Demetrius? |
| 101448 | Did you not use his daughter very friendly? |
| 101449 | DEMETRIUS. I would we had a thousand Roman d... |
| 101450 | At such a bay, by turn to serve our lust. |
| 101451 | CHIRON. A charitable wish and full of love. |
| 101452 | AARON. Here lacks but your mother for to say... |
| 101453 | CHIRON. And that would she for twenty thousa... |
| 101454 | DEMETRIUS. Come, let us go and pray to all t... |
| 101455 | For our beloved mother in her pains. |
| 101456 | AARON. [Aside] Pray to the devils; the god... |
| 101457 | ... |
| 101458 | DEMETRIUS. Why do the Emperor's trumpets flo... |
| 101459 | CHIRON. Belike, for joy the Emperor hath a son. |
| 101460 | DEMETRIUS. Soft! who comes here? |
| 101461 | Enter NURSE, with a blackamoor CHI... |
| 101462 | NURSE. Good morrow, lords. |
| 101463 | O, tell me, did you see Aaron the Moor? |
| 101464 | AARON. Well, more or less, or ne'er a whit a... |
| 101465 | Here Aaron is; and what with Aaron now? |
| 101466 | NURSE. O gentle Aaron, we are all undone! |
| 101467 | Now help, or woe betide thee evermore! |
| 101468 | AARON. Why, what a caterwauling dost thou keep! |
| 101469 | What dost thou wrap and fumble in thy arms? |
| 101470 | NURSE. O, that which I would hide from heave... |
| 101471 | Our Empress' shame and stately Rome's disg... |
| 101472 | She is delivered, lord; she is delivered. |
| 101473 | AARON. To whom? |
| 101474 | NURSE. I mean she is brought a-bed. |
| 101475 | AARON. Well, God give her good rest! What ha... |
| 101476 | NURSE. A devil. |
| 101477 | AARON. Why, then she is the devil's dam; |
| 101478 | A joyful issue. |
| 101479 | NURSE. A joyless, dismal, black, and sorrowf... |
| 101480 | Here is the babe, as loathsome as a toad |
| 101481 | Amongst the fair-fac'd breeders of our clime; |
| 101482 | The Empress sends it thee, thy stamp, thy ... |
| 101483 | And bids thee christen it with thy dagger'... |
| 101484 | AARON. Zounds, ye whore! Is black so base a ... |
| 101485 | Sweet blowse, you are a beauteous blossom ... |
| 101486 | DEMETRIUS. Villain, what hast thou done? |
| 101487 | AARON. That which thou canst not undo. |
| 101488 | CHIRON. Thou hast undone our mother. |
| 101489 | AARON. Villain, I have done thy mother. |
| 101490 | DEMETRIUS. And therein, hellish dog, thou ha... |
| 101491 | Woe to her chance, and damn'd her loathed ... |
| 101492 | Accurs'd the offspring of so foul a fiend! |
| 101493 | CHIRON. It shall not live. |
| 101494 | AARON. It shall not die. |
| 101495 | NURSE. Aaron, it must; the mother wills it so. |
| 101496 | AARON. What, must it, nurse? Then let no man... |
| 101497 | Do execution on my flesh and blood. |
| 101498 | DEMETRIUS. I'll broach the tadpole on my rap... |
| 101499 | Nurse, give it me; my sword shall soon dis... |
| 101500 | AARON. Sooner this sword shall plough thy bo... |
| 101501 | [Takes the CHILD from the... |
| 101502 | Stay, murderous villains, will you kill yo... |
| 101503 | Now, by the burning tapers of the sky |
| 101504 | That shone so brightly when this boy was got, |
| 101505 | He dies upon my scimitar's sharp point |
| 101506 | That touches this my first-born son and heir. |
| 101507 | I tell you, younglings, not Enceladus, |
| 101508 | With all his threat'ning band of Typhon's ... |
| 101509 | Nor great Alcides, nor the god of war, |
| 101510 | Shall seize this prey out of his father's ... |
| 101511 | What, what, ye sanguine, shallow-hearted b... |
| 101512 | Ye white-lim'd walls! ye alehouse painted ... |
| 101513 | Coal-black is better than another hue |
| 101514 | In that it scorns to bear another hue; |
| 101515 | For all the water in the ocean |
| 101516 | Can never turn the swan's black legs to wh... |
| 101517 | Although she lave them hourly in the flood. |
| 101518 | Tell the Empress from me I am of age |
| 101519 | To keep mine own- excuse it how she can. |
| 101520 | DEMETRIUS. Wilt thou betray thy noble mistre... |
| 101521 | AARON. My mistress is my mistress: this my s... |
| 101522 | The vigour and the picture of my youth. |
| 101523 | This before all the world do I prefer; |
| 101524 | This maugre all the world will I keep safe, |
| 101525 | Or some of you shall smoke for it in Rome. |
| 101526 | DEMETRIUS. By this our mother is for ever sh... |
| 101527 | CHIRON. Rome will despise her for this foul ... |
| 101528 | NURSE. The Emperor in his rage will doom her... |
| 101529 | CHIRON. I blush to think upon this ignomy. |
| 101530 | AARON. Why, there's the privilege your beaut... |
| 101531 | Fie, treacherous hue, that will betray wit... |
| 101532 | The close enacts and counsels of thy heart! |
| 101533 | Here's a young lad fram'd of another leer. |
| 101534 | Look how the black slave smiles upon the f... |
| 101535 | As who should say 'Old lad, I am thine own.' |
| 101536 | He is your brother, lords, sensibly fed |
| 101537 | Of that self-blood that first gave life to... |
| 101538 | And from your womb where you imprisoned were |
| 101539 | He is enfranchised and come to light. |
| 101540 | Nay, he is your brother by the surer side, |
| 101541 | Although my seal be stamped in his face. |
| 101542 | NURSE. Aaron, what shall I say unto the Empr... |
| 101543 | DEMETRIUS. Advise thee, Aaron, what is to be... |
| 101544 | And we will all subscribe to thy advice. |
| 101545 | Save thou the child, so we may all be safe. |
| 101546 | AARON. Then sit we down and let us all consult. |
| 101547 | My son and I will have the wind of you: |
| 101548 | Keep there; now talk at pleasure of your s... |
| 101549 | ... |
| 101550 | DEMETRIUS. How many women saw this child of ... |
| 101551 | AARON. Why, so, brave lords! When we join in... |
| 101552 | I am a lamb; but if you brave the Moor, |
| 101553 | The chafed boar, the mountain lioness, |
| 101554 | The ocean swells not so as Aaron storms. |
| 101555 | But say, again, how many saw the child? |
| 101556 | NURSE. Cornelia the midwife and myself; |
| 101557 | And no one else but the delivered Empress. |
| 101558 | AARON. The Emperess, the midwife, and yourself. |
| 101559 | Two may keep counsel when the third's away: |
| 101560 | Go to the Empress, tell her this I said. ... |
| 101561 | Weeke weeke! |
| 101562 | So cries a pig prepared to the spit. |
| 101563 | DEMETRIUS. What mean'st thou, Aaron? Wherefo... |
| 101564 | AARON. O Lord, sir, 'tis a deed of policy. |
| 101565 | Shall she live to betray this guilt of ours- |
| 101566 | A long-tongu'd babbling gossip? No, lords,... |
| 101567 | And now be it known to you my full intent: |
| 101568 | Not far, one Muliteus, my countryman- |
| 101569 | His wife but yesternight was brought to bed; |
| 101570 | His child is like to her, fair as you are. |
| 101571 | Go pack with him, and give the mother gold, |
| 101572 | And tell them both the circumstance of all, |
| 101573 | And how by this their child shall be advan... |
| 101574 | And be received for the Emperor's heir |
| 101575 | And substituted in the place of mine, |
| 101576 | To calm this tempest whirling in the court; |
| 101577 | And let the Emperor dandle him for his own. |
| 101578 | Hark ye, lords. You see I have given her p... |
| 101579 | [Poin... |
| 101580 | And you must needs bestow her funeral; |
| 101581 | The fields are near, and you are gallant g... |
| 101582 | This done, see that you take no longer days, |
| 101583 | But send the midwife presently to me. |
| 101584 | The midwife and the nurse well made away, |
| 101585 | Then let the ladies tattle what they please. |
| 101586 | CHIRON. Aaron, I see thou wilt not trust the... |
| 101587 | With secrets. |
| 101588 | DEMETRIUS. For this care of Tamora, |
| 101589 | Herself and hers are highly bound to thee. |
| 101590 | Exeunt DEMETRIUS and CHIRON, bearing ... |
| 101591 | AARON. Now to the Goths, as swift as swallow... |
| 101592 | There to dispose this treasure in mine arms, |
| 101593 | And secretly to greet the Empress' friends. |
| 101594 | Come on, you thick-lipp'd slave, I'll bear... |
| 101595 | For it is you that puts us to our shifts. |
| 101596 | I'll make you feed on berries and on roots, |
| 101597 | And feed on curds and whey, and suck the g... |
| 101598 | And cabin in a cave, and bring you up |
| 101599 | To be a warrior and command a camp. |
| 101600 | E... |
| 101601 | SCENE III. |
| 101602 | Rome. A public place |
| 101603 | Enter TITUS, bearing arrows with letters on th... |
| 101604 | with him MARCUS, YOUNG LUCIUS, and other gentl... |
| 101605 | PUBLIUS, SEMPRONIUS, and CAIUS, with bows |
| 101606 | TITUS. Come, Marcus, come; kinsmen, this is ... |
| 101607 | Sir boy, let me see your archery; |
| 101608 | Look ye draw home enough, and 'tis there s... |
| 101609 | Terras Astrea reliquit, |
| 101610 | Be you rememb'red, Marcus; she's gone, she... |
| 101611 | Sirs, take you to your tools. You, cousins... |
| 101612 | Go sound the ocean and cast your nets; |
| 101613 | Happily you may catch her in the sea; |
| 101614 | Yet there's as little justice as at land. |
| 101615 | No; Publius and Sempronius, you must do it; |
| 101616 | 'Tis you must dig with mattock and with sp... |
| 101617 | And pierce the inmost centre of the earth; |
| 101618 | Then, when you come to Pluto's region, |
| 101619 | I pray you deliver him this petition. |
| 101620 | Tell him it is for justice and for aid, |
| 101621 | And that it comes from old Andronicus, |
| 101622 | Shaken with sorrows in ungrateful Rome. |
| 101623 | Ah, Rome! Well, well, I made thee miserable |
| 101624 | What time I threw the people's suffrages |
| 101625 | On him that thus doth tyrannize o'er me. |
| 101626 | Go get you gone; and pray be careful all, |
| 101627 | And leave you not a man-of-war unsearch'd. |
| 101628 | This wicked Emperor may have shipp'd her h... |
| 101629 | And, kinsmen, then we may go pipe for just... |
| 101630 | MARCUS. O Publius, is not this a heavy case, |
| 101631 | To see thy noble uncle thus distract? |
| 101632 | PUBLIUS. Therefore, my lords, it highly us c... |
| 101633 | By day and night t' attend him carefully, |
| 101634 | And feed his humour kindly as we may |
| 101635 | Till time beget some careful remedy. |
| 101636 | MARCUS. Kinsmen, his sorrows are past remedy. |
| 101637 | Join with the Goths, and with revengeful war |
| 101638 | Take wreak on Rome for this ingratitude, |
| 101639 | And vengeance on the traitor Saturnine. |
| 101640 | TITUS. Publius, how now? How now, my masters? |
| 101641 | What, have you met with her? |
| 101642 | PUBLIUS. No, my good lord; but Pluto sends y... |
| 101643 | If you will have Revenge from hell, you sh... |
| 101644 | Marry, for Justice, she is so employ'd, |
| 101645 | He thinks, with Jove in heaven, or somewhe... |
| 101646 | So that perforce you must needs stay a time. |
| 101647 | TITUS. He doth me wrong to feed me with delays. |
| 101648 | I'll dive into the burning lake below |
| 101649 | And pull her out of Acheron by the heels. |
| 101650 | Marcus, we are but shrubs, no cedars we, |
| 101651 | No big-bon'd men fram'd of the Cyclops' size; |
| 101652 | But metal, Marcus, steel to the very back, |
| 101653 | Yet wrung with wrongs more than our backs ... |
| 101654 | And, sith there's no justice in earth nor ... |
| 101655 | We will solicit heaven, and move the gods |
| 101656 | To send down justice for to wreak our wrongs. |
| 101657 | Come, to this gear. You are a good archer,... |
| 101658 | [He give... |
| 101659 | 'Ad Jovem' that's for you; here 'Ad Apolli... |
| 101660 | 'Ad Martem' that's for myself. |
| 101661 | Here, boy, 'To Pallas'; here 'To Mercury.' |
| 101662 | 'To Saturn,' Caius- not to Saturnine: |
| 101663 | You were as good to shoot against the wind. |
| 101664 | To it, boy. Marcus, loose when I bid. |
| 101665 | Of my word, I have written to effect; |
| 101666 | There's not a god left unsolicited. |
| 101667 | MARCUS. Kinsmen, shoot all your shafts into ... |
| 101668 | We will afflict the Emperor in his pride. |
| 101669 | TITUS. Now, masters, draw. [They shoot] O,... |
| 101670 | Good boy, in Virgo's lap! Give it Pallas. |
| 101671 | MARCUS. My lord, I aim a mile beyond the moon; |
| 101672 | Your letter is with Jupiter by this. |
| 101673 | TITUS. Ha! ha! |
| 101674 | Publius, Publius, hast thou done? |
| 101675 | See, see, thou hast shot off one of Taurus... |
| 101676 | MARCUS. This was the sport, my lord: when Pu... |
| 101677 | The Bull, being gall'd, gave Aries such a ... |
| 101678 | That down fell both the Ram's horns in the... |
| 101679 | And who should find them but the Empress' ... |
| 101680 | She laugh'd, and told the Moor he should n... |
| 101681 | But give them to his master for a present. |
| 101682 | TITUS. Why, there it goes! God give his lord... |
| 101683 | Enter the CLOWN, with a basket and two pig... |
| 101684 | News, news from heaven! Marcus, the post i... |
| 101685 | Sirrah, what tidings? Have you any letters? |
| 101686 | Shall I have justice? What says Jupiter? |
| 101687 | CLOWN. Ho, the gibbet-maker? He says that he... |
| 101688 | again, for the man must not be hang'd till... |
| 101689 | TITUS. But what says Jupiter, I ask thee? |
| 101690 | CLOWN. Alas, sir, I know not Jupiter; I neve... |
| 101691 | my life. |
| 101692 | TITUS. Why, villain, art not thou the carrier? |
| 101693 | CLOWN. Ay, of my pigeons, sir; nothing else. |
| 101694 | TITUS. Why, didst thou not come from heaven? |
| 101695 | CLOWN. From heaven! Alas, sir, I never came ... |
| 101696 | should be so bold to press to heaven in my... |
| 101697 | going with my pigeons to the Tribunal Pleb... |
| 101698 | of brawl betwixt my uncle and one of the E... |
| 101699 | MARCUS. Why, sir, that is as fit as can be t... |
| 101700 | oration; and let him deliver the pigeons t... |
| 101701 | TITUS. Tell me, can you deliver an oration t... |
| 101702 | grace? |
| 101703 | CLOWN. Nay, truly, sir, I could never say gr... |
| 101704 | TITUS. Sirrah, come hither. Make no more ado, |
| 101705 | But give your pigeons to the Emperor; |
| 101706 | By me thou shalt have justice at his hands. |
| 101707 | Hold, hold! Meanwhile here's money for thy... |
| 101708 | Give me pen and ink. Sirrah, can you with ... |
| 101709 | supplication? |
| 101710 | CLOWN. Ay, sir. |
| 101711 | TITUS. Then here is a supplication for you. ... |
| 101712 | him, at the first approach you must kneel;... |
| 101713 | then deliver up your pigeons; and then loo... |
| 101714 | be at hand, sir; see you do it bravely. |
| 101715 | CLOWN. I warrant you, sir; let me alone. |
| 101716 | TITUS. Sirrah, hast thou a knife? Come let m... |
| 101717 | Here, Marcus, fold it in the oration; |
| 101718 | For thou hast made it like a humble suppli... |
| 101719 | And when thou hast given it to the Emperor, |
| 101720 | Knock at my door, and tell me what he says. |
| 101721 | CLOWN. God be with you, sir; I will. |
| 101722 | TITUS. Come, Marcus, let us go. Publius, fol... |
| 101723 | SCENE IV. |
| 101724 | Rome. Before the palace |
| 101725 | Enter the EMPEROR, and the EMPRESS and her two... |
| 101726 | LORDS and others. The EMPEROR brings the arrow... |
| 101727 | shot at him |
| 101728 | SATURNINUS. Why, lords, what wrongs are thes... |
| 101729 | An emperor in Rome thus overborne, |
| 101730 | Troubled, confronted thus; and, for the ex... |
| 101731 | Of egal justice, us'd in such contempt? |
| 101732 | My lords, you know, as know the mightful g... |
| 101733 | However these disturbers of our peace |
| 101734 | Buzz in the people's ears, there nought ha... |
| 101735 | But even with law against the wilful sons |
| 101736 | Of old Andronicus. And what an if |
| 101737 | His sorrows have so overwhelm'd his wits, |
| 101738 | Shall we be thus afflicted in his wreaks, |
| 101739 | His fits, his frenzy, and his bitterness? |
| 101740 | And now he writes to heaven for his redress. |
| 101741 | See, here's 'To Jove' and this 'To Mercury'; |
| 101742 | This 'To Apollo'; this 'To the God of War'- |
| 101743 | Sweet scrolls to fly about the streets of ... |
| 101744 | What's this but libelling against the Senate, |
| 101745 | And blazoning our unjustice every where? |
| 101746 | A goodly humour, is it not, my lords? |
| 101747 | As who would say in Rome no justice were. |
| 101748 | But if I live, his feigned ecstasies |
| 101749 | Shall be no shelter to these outrages; |
| 101750 | But he and his shall know that justice lives |
| 101751 | In Saturninus' health; whom, if she sleep, |
| 101752 | He'll so awake as he in fury shall |
| 101753 | Cut off the proud'st conspirator that lives. |
| 101754 | TAMORA. My gracious lord, my lovely Saturnine, |
| 101755 | Lord of my life, commander of my thoughts, |
| 101756 | Calm thee, and bear the faults of Titus' age, |
| 101757 | Th' effects of sorrow for his valiant sons |
| 101758 | Whose loss hath pierc'd him deep and scarr... |
| 101759 | And rather comfort his distressed plight |
| 101760 | Than prosecute the meanest or the best |
| 101761 | For these contempts. [Aside] Why, thus i... |
| 101762 | High-witted Tamora to gloze with all. |
| 101763 | But, Titus, I have touch'd thee to the quick, |
| 101764 | Thy life-blood out; if Aaron now be wise, |
| 101765 | Then is all safe, the anchor in the port. |
| 101766 | Enter CLOWN |
| 101767 | How now, good fellow! Wouldst thou speak w... |
| 101768 | CLOWN. Yes, forsooth, an your mistriship be ... |
| 101769 | TAMORA. Empress I am, but yonder sits the Em... |
| 101770 | CLOWN. 'Tis he.- God and Saint Stephen give ... |
| 101771 | brought you a letter and a couple of pigeo... |
| 101772 | [SATURNINUS... |
| 101773 | SATURNINUS. Go take him away, and hang him p... |
| 101774 | CLOWN. How much money must I have? |
| 101775 | TAMORA. Come, sirrah, you must be hang'd. |
| 101776 | CLOWN. Hang'd! by'r lady, then I have brough... |
| 101777 | end. ... |
| 101778 | SATURNINUS. Despiteful and intolerable wrongs! |
| 101779 | Shall I endure this monstrous villainy? |
| 101780 | I know from whence this same device procee... |
| 101781 | May this be borne- as if his traitorous sons |
| 101782 | That died by law for murder of our brother |
| 101783 | Have by my means been butchered wrongfully? |
| 101784 | Go drag the villain hither by the hair; |
| 101785 | Nor age nor honour shall shape privilege. |
| 101786 | For this proud mock I'll be thy slaughterman, |
| 101787 | Sly frantic wretch, that holp'st to make m... |
| 101788 | In hope thyself should govern Rome and me. |
| 101789 | Enter NUNTIUS AEMILIUS |
| 101790 | What news with thee, Aemilius? |
| 101791 | AEMILIUS. Arm, my lords! Rome never had more... |
| 101792 | The Goths have gathered head; and with a p... |
| 101793 | Of high resolved men, bent to the spoil, |
| 101794 | They hither march amain, under conduct |
| 101795 | Of Lucius, son to old Andronicus; |
| 101796 | Who threats in course of this revenge to do |
| 101797 | As much as ever Coriolanus did. |
| 101798 | SATURNINUS. Is warlike Lucius general of the... |
| 101799 | These tidings nip me, and I hang the head |
| 101800 | As flowers with frost, or grass beat down ... |
| 101801 | Ay, now begins our sorrows to approach. |
| 101802 | 'Tis he the common people love so much; |
| 101803 | Myself hath often heard them say- |
| 101804 | When I have walked like a private man- |
| 101805 | That Lucius' banishment was wrongfully, |
| 101806 | And they have wish'd that Lucius were thei... |
| 101807 | TAMORA. Why should you fear? Is not your cit... |
| 101808 | SATURNINUS. Ay, but the citizens favour Lucius, |
| 101809 | And will revolt from me to succour him. |
| 101810 | TAMORA. King, be thy thoughts imperious like... |
| 101811 | Is the sun dimm'd, that gnats do fly in it? |
| 101812 | The eagle suffers little birds to sing, |
| 101813 | And is not careful what they mean thereby, |
| 101814 | Knowing that with the shadow of his wings |
| 101815 | He can at pleasure stint their melody; |
| 101816 | Even so mayest thou the giddy men of Rome. |
| 101817 | Then cheer thy spirit; for know thou, Empe... |
| 101818 | I will enchant the old Andronicus |
| 101819 | With words more sweet, and yet more danger... |
| 101820 | Than baits to fish or honey-stalks to sheep, |
| 101821 | When as the one is wounded with the bait, |
| 101822 | The other rotted with delicious feed. |
| 101823 | SATURNINUS. But he will not entreat his son ... |
| 101824 | TAMORA. If Tamora entreat him, then he will; |
| 101825 | For I can smooth and fill his aged ears |
| 101826 | With golden promises, that, were his heart |
| 101827 | Almost impregnable, his old ears deaf, |
| 101828 | Yet should both ear and heart obey my tongue. |
| 101829 | [To AEMILIUS] Go thou before to be our am... |
| 101830 | Say that the Emperor requests a parley |
| 101831 | Of warlike Lucius, and appoint the meeting |
| 101832 | Even at his father's house, the old Andron... |
| 101833 | SATURNINUS. Aemilius, do this message honour... |
| 101834 | And if he stand on hostage for his safety, |
| 101835 | Bid him demand what pledge will please him... |
| 101836 | AEMILIUS. Your bidding shall I do effectuall... |
| 101837 | TAMORA. Now will I to that old Andronicus, |
| 101838 | And temper him with all the art I have, |
| 101839 | To pluck proud Lucius from the warlike Goths. |
| 101840 | And now, sweet Emperor, be blithe again, |
| 101841 | And bury all thy fear in my devices. |
| 101842 | SATURNINUS. Then go successantly, and plead ... |
| 101843 | ... |
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| 101852 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 101853 | Plains near Rome |
| 101854 | Enter LUCIUS with an army of GOTHS with drums ... |
| 101855 | LUCIUS. Approved warriors and my faithful fr... |
| 101856 | I have received letters from great Rome |
| 101857 | Which signifies what hate they bear their ... |
| 101858 | And how desirous of our sight they are. |
| 101859 | Therefore, great lords, be, as your titles... |
| 101860 | Imperious and impatient of your wrongs; |
| 101861 | And wherein Rome hath done you any scath, |
| 101862 | Let him make treble satisfaction. |
| 101863 | FIRST GOTH. Brave slip, sprung from the grea... |
| 101864 | Whose name was once our terror, now our co... |
| 101865 | Whose high exploits and honourable deeds |
| 101866 | Ingrateful Rome requites with foul contempt, |
| 101867 | Be bold in us: we'll follow where thou lea... |
| 101868 | Like stinging bees in hottest summer's day, |
| 101869 | Led by their master to the flow'red fields, |
| 101870 | And be aveng'd on cursed Tamora. |
| 101871 | ALL THE GOTHS. And as he saith, so say we al... |
| 101872 | LUCIUS. I humbly thank him, and I thank you ... |
| 101873 | But who comes here, led by a lusty Goth? |
| 101874 | Enter a GOTH, leading AARON with his CHIL... |
| 101875 | SECOND GOTH. Renowned Lucius, from our troop... |
| 101876 | To gaze upon a ruinous monastery; |
| 101877 | And as I earnestly did fix mine eye |
| 101878 | Upon the wasted building, suddenly |
| 101879 | I heard a child cry underneath a wall. |
| 101880 | I made unto the noise, when soon I heard |
| 101881 | The crying babe controll'd with this disco... |
| 101882 | 'Peace, tawny slave, half me and half thy ... |
| 101883 | Did not thy hue bewray whose brat thou art, |
| 101884 | Had nature lent thee but thy mother's look, |
| 101885 | Villain, thou mightst have been an emperor; |
| 101886 | But where the bull and cow are both milk-w... |
| 101887 | They never do beget a coal-black calf. |
| 101888 | Peace, villain, peace!'- even thus he rate... |
| 101889 | 'For I must bear thee to a trusty Goth, |
| 101890 | Who, when he knows thou art the Empress' b... |
| 101891 | Will hold thee dearly for thy mother's sake.' |
| 101892 | With this, my weapon drawn, I rush'd upon ... |
| 101893 | Surpris'd him suddenly, and brought him hi... |
| 101894 | To use as you think needful of the man. |
| 101895 | LUCIUS. O worthy Goth, this is the incarnate... |
| 101896 | That robb'd Andronicus of his good hand; |
| 101897 | This is the pearl that pleas'd your Empres... |
| 101898 | And here's the base fruit of her burning l... |
| 101899 | Say, wall-ey'd slave, whither wouldst thou... |
| 101900 | This growing image of thy fiend-like face? |
| 101901 | Why dost not speak? What, deaf? Not a word? |
| 101902 | A halter, soldiers! Hang him on this tree, |
| 101903 | And by his side his fruit of bastardy. |
| 101904 | AARON. Touch not the boy, he is of royal blood. |
| 101905 | LUCIUS. Too like the sire for ever being good. |
| 101906 | First hang the child, that he may see it s... |
| 101907 | A sight to vex the father's soul withal. |
| 101908 | Get me a ladder. |
| 101909 | [A ladder brought, which AARON... |
| 101910 | AARON. Lucius, save the child, |
| 101911 | And bear it from me to the Emperess. |
| 101912 | If thou do this, I'll show thee wondrous t... |
| 101913 | That highly may advantage thee to hear; |
| 101914 | If thou wilt not, befall what may befall, |
| 101915 | I'll speak no more but 'Vengeance rot you ... |
| 101916 | LUCIUS. Say on; an if it please me which tho... |
| 101917 | Thy child shall live, and I will see it no... |
| 101918 | AARON. An if it please thee! Why, assure the... |
| 101919 | 'Twill vex thy soul to hear what I shall s... |
| 101920 | For I must talk of murders, rapes, and mas... |
| 101921 | Acts of black night, abominable deeds, |
| 101922 | Complots of mischief, treason, villainies, |
| 101923 | Ruthful to hear, yet piteously perform'd; |
| 101924 | And this shall all be buried in my death, |
| 101925 | Unless thou swear to me my child shall live. |
| 101926 | LUCIUS. Tell on thy mind; I say thy child sh... |
| 101927 | AARON. Swear that he shall, and then I will ... |
| 101928 | LUCIUS. Who should I swear by? Thou believes... |
| 101929 | That granted, how canst thou believe an oath? |
| 101930 | AARON. What if I do not? as indeed I do not; |
| 101931 | Yet, for I know thou art religious |
| 101932 | And hast a thing within thee called consci... |
| 101933 | With twenty popish tricks and ceremonies |
| 101934 | Which I have seen thee careful to observe, |
| 101935 | Therefore I urge thy oath. For that I know |
| 101936 | An idiot holds his bauble for a god, |
| 101937 | And keeps the oath which by that god he sw... |
| 101938 | To that I'll urge him. Therefore thou shal... |
| 101939 | By that same god- what god soe'er it be |
| 101940 | That thou adorest and hast in reverence- |
| 101941 | To save my boy, to nourish and bring him up; |
| 101942 | Or else I will discover nought to thee. |
| 101943 | LUCIUS. Even by my god I swear to thee I will. |
| 101944 | AARON. First know thou, I begot him on the E... |
| 101945 | LUCIUS. O most insatiate and luxurious woman! |
| 101946 | AARON. Tut, Lucius, this was but a deed of c... |
| 101947 | To that which thou shalt hear of me anon. |
| 101948 | 'Twas her two sons that murdered Bassianus; |
| 101949 | They cut thy sister's tongue, and ravish'd... |
| 101950 | And cut her hands, and trimm'd her as thou... |
| 101951 | LUCIUS. O detestable villain! Call'st thou t... |
| 101952 | AARON. Why, she was wash'd, and cut, and tri... |
| 101953 | Trim sport for them which had the doing of... |
| 101954 | LUCIUS. O barbarous beastly villains like th... |
| 101955 | AARON. Indeed, I was their tutor to instruct... |
| 101956 | That codding spirit had they from their mo... |
| 101957 | As sure a card as ever won the set; |
| 101958 | That bloody mind, I think, they learn'd of... |
| 101959 | As true a dog as ever fought at head. |
| 101960 | Well, let my deeds be witness of my worth. |
| 101961 | I train'd thy brethren to that guileful hole |
| 101962 | Where the dead corpse of Bassianus lay; |
| 101963 | I wrote the letter that thy father found, |
| 101964 | And hid the gold within that letter mentio... |
| 101965 | Confederate with the Queen and her two sons; |
| 101966 | And what not done, that thou hast cause to... |
| 101967 | Wherein I had no stroke of mischief in it? |
| 101968 | I play'd the cheater for thy father's hand, |
| 101969 | And, when I had it, drew myself apart |
| 101970 | And almost broke my heart with extreme lau... |
| 101971 | I pried me through the crevice of a wall, |
| 101972 | When, for his hand, he had his two sons' h... |
| 101973 | Beheld his tears, and laugh'd so heartily |
| 101974 | That both mine eyes were rainy like to his; |
| 101975 | And when I told the Empress of this sport, |
| 101976 | She swooned almost at my pleasing tale, |
| 101977 | And for my tidings gave me twenty kisses. |
| 101978 | GOTH. What, canst thou say all this and neve... |
| 101979 | AARON. Ay, like a black dog, as the saying is. |
| 101980 | LUCIUS. Art thou not sorry for these heinous... |
| 101981 | AARON. Ay, that I had not done a thousand more. |
| 101982 | Even now I curse the day- and yet, I think, |
| 101983 | Few come within the compass of my curse- |
| 101984 | Wherein I did not some notorious ill; |
| 101985 | As kill a man, or else devise his death; |
| 101986 | Ravish a maid, or plot the way to do it; |
| 101987 | Accuse some innocent, and forswear myself; |
| 101988 | Set deadly enmity between two friends; |
| 101989 | Make poor men's cattle break their necks; |
| 101990 | Set fire on barns and hay-stacks in the ni... |
| 101991 | And bid the owners quench them with their ... |
| 101992 | Oft have I digg'd up dead men from their g... |
| 101993 | And set them upright at their dear friends... |
| 101994 | Even when their sorrows almost was forgot, |
| 101995 | And on their skins, as on the bark of trees, |
| 101996 | Have with my knife carved in Roman letters |
| 101997 | 'Let not your sorrow die, though I am dead.' |
| 101998 | Tut, I have done a thousand dreadful things |
| 101999 | As willingly as one would kill a fly; |
| 102000 | And nothing grieves me heartily indeed |
| 102001 | But that I cannot do ten thousand more. |
| 102002 | LUCIUS. Bring down the devil, for he must no... |
| 102003 | So sweet a death as hanging presently. |
| 102004 | AARON. If there be devils, would I were a de... |
| 102005 | To live and burn in everlasting fire, |
| 102006 | So I might have your company in hell |
| 102007 | But to torment you with my bitter tongue! |
| 102008 | LUCIUS. Sirs, stop his mouth, and let him sp... |
| 102009 | Enter AEMILIUS |
| 102010 | GOTH. My lord, there is a messenger from Rome |
| 102011 | Desires to be admitted to your presence. |
| 102012 | LUCIUS. Let him come near. |
| 102013 | Welcome, Aemilius. What's the news from Rome? |
| 102014 | AEMILIUS. Lord Lucius, and you Princes of th... |
| 102015 | The Roman Emperor greets you all by me; |
| 102016 | And, for he understands you are in arms, |
| 102017 | He craves a parley at your father's house, |
| 102018 | Willing you to demand your hostages, |
| 102019 | And they shall be immediately deliver'd. |
| 102020 | FIRST GOTH. What says our general? |
| 102021 | LUCIUS. Aemilius, let the Emperor give his p... |
| 102022 | Unto my father and my uncle Marcus. |
| 102023 | And we will come. March away. ... |
| 102024 | SCENE II. |
| 102025 | Rome. Before TITUS' house |
| 102026 | Enter TAMORA, and her two sons, DEMETRIUS and ... |
| 102027 | TAMORA. Thus, in this strange and sad habili... |
| 102028 | I will encounter with Andronicus, |
| 102029 | And say I am Revenge, sent from below |
| 102030 | To join with him and right his heinous wro... |
| 102031 | Knock at his study, where they say he keeps |
| 102032 | To ruminate strange plots of dire revenge; |
| 102033 | Tell him Revenge is come to join with him, |
| 102034 | And work confusion on his enemies. |
| 102035 | They knock and TITUS opens his study ... |
| 102036 | TITUS. Who doth molest my contemplation? |
| 102037 | Is it your trick to make me ope the door, |
| 102038 | That so my sad decrees may fly away |
| 102039 | And all my study be to no effect? |
| 102040 | You are deceiv'd; for what I mean to do |
| 102041 | See here in bloody lines I have set down; |
| 102042 | And what is written shall be executed. |
| 102043 | TAMORA. Titus, I am come to talk with thee. |
| 102044 | TITUS. No, not a word. How can I grace my talk, |
| 102045 | Wanting a hand to give it that accord? |
| 102046 | Thou hast the odds of me; therefore no more. |
| 102047 | TAMORA. If thou didst know me, thou wouldst ... |
| 102048 | TITUS. I am not mad, I know thee well enough: |
| 102049 | Witness this wretched stump, witness these... |
| 102050 | Witness these trenches made by grief and c... |
| 102051 | Witness the tiring day and heavy night; |
| 102052 | Witness all sorrow that I know thee well |
| 102053 | For our proud Empress, mighty Tamora. |
| 102054 | Is not thy coming for my other hand? |
| 102055 | TAMORA. Know thou, sad man, I am not Tamora: |
| 102056 | She is thy enemy and I thy friend. |
| 102057 | I am Revenge, sent from th' infernal kingdom |
| 102058 | To ease the gnawing vulture of thy mind |
| 102059 | By working wreakful vengeance on thy foes. |
| 102060 | Come down and welcome me to this world's l... |
| 102061 | Confer with me of murder and of death; |
| 102062 | There's not a hollow cave or lurking-place, |
| 102063 | No vast obscurity or misty vale, |
| 102064 | Where bloody murder or detested rape |
| 102065 | Can couch for fear but I will find them out; |
| 102066 | And in their ears tell them my dreadful name- |
| 102067 | Revenge, which makes the foul offender quake. |
| 102068 | TITUS. Art thou Revenge? and art thou sent t... |
| 102069 | To be a torment to mine enemies? |
| 102070 | TAMORA. I am; therefore come down and welcom... |
| 102071 | TITUS. Do me some service ere I come to thee. |
| 102072 | Lo, by thy side where Rape and Murder stands; |
| 102073 | Now give some surance that thou art Revenge- |
| 102074 | Stab them, or tear them on thy chariot whe... |
| 102075 | And then I'll come and be thy waggoner |
| 102076 | And whirl along with thee about the globes. |
| 102077 | Provide thee two proper palfreys, black as... |
| 102078 | To hale thy vengeful waggon swift away, |
| 102079 | And find out murderers in their guilty caves; |
| 102080 | And when thy car is loaden with their head... |
| 102081 | I will dismount, and by thy waggon wheel |
| 102082 | Trot, like a servile footman, all day long, |
| 102083 | Even from Hyperion's rising in the east |
| 102084 | Until his very downfall in the sea. |
| 102085 | And day by day I'll do this heavy task, |
| 102086 | So thou destroy Rapine and Murder there. |
| 102087 | TAMORA. These are my ministers, and come wit... |
| 102088 | TITUS. Are they thy ministers? What are they... |
| 102089 | TAMORA. Rape and Murder; therefore called so |
| 102090 | 'Cause they take vengeance of such kind of... |
| 102091 | TITUS. Good Lord, how like the Empress' sons... |
| 102092 | And you the Empress! But we worldly men |
| 102093 | Have miserable, mad, mistaking eyes. |
| 102094 | O sweet Revenge, now do I come to thee; |
| 102095 | And, if one arm's embracement will content... |
| 102096 | I will embrace thee in it by and by. |
| 102097 | TAMORA. This closing with him fits his lunacy. |
| 102098 | Whate'er I forge to feed his brain-sick hu... |
| 102099 | Do you uphold and maintain in your speeches, |
| 102100 | For now he firmly takes me for Revenge; |
| 102101 | And, being credulous in this mad thought, |
| 102102 | I'll make him send for Lucius his son, |
| 102103 | And whilst I at a banquet hold him sure, |
| 102104 | I'll find some cunning practice out of hand |
| 102105 | To scatter and disperse the giddy Goths, |
| 102106 | Or, at the least, make them his enemies. |
| 102107 | See, here he comes, and I must ply my theme. |
| 102108 | Enter TITUS, below |
| 102109 | TITUS. Long have I been forlorn, and all for... |
| 102110 | Welcome, dread Fury, to my woeful house. |
| 102111 | Rapine and Murder, you are welcome too. |
| 102112 | How like the Empress and her sons you are! |
| 102113 | Well are you fitted, had you but a Moor. |
| 102114 | Could not all hell afford you such a devil? |
| 102115 | For well I wot the Empress never wags |
| 102116 | But in her company there is a Moor; |
| 102117 | And, would you represent our queen aright, |
| 102118 | It were convenient you had such a devil. |
| 102119 | But welcome as you are. What shall we do? |
| 102120 | TAMORA. What wouldst thou have us do, Andron... |
| 102121 | DEMETRIUS. Show me a murderer, I'll deal wit... |
| 102122 | CHIRON. Show me a villain that hath done a r... |
| 102123 | And I am sent to be reveng'd on him. |
| 102124 | TAMORA. Show me a thousand that hath done th... |
| 102125 | And I will be revenged on them all. |
| 102126 | TITUS. Look round about the wicked streets o... |
| 102127 | And when thou find'st a man that's like th... |
| 102128 | Good Murder, stab him; he's a murderer. |
| 102129 | Go thou with him, and when it is thy hap |
| 102130 | To find another that is like to thee, |
| 102131 | Good Rapine, stab him; he is a ravisher. |
| 102132 | Go thou with them; and in the Emperor's court |
| 102133 | There is a queen, attended by a Moor; |
| 102134 | Well shalt thou know her by thine own prop... |
| 102135 | For up and down she doth resemble thee. |
| 102136 | I pray thee, do on them some violent death; |
| 102137 | They have been violent to me and mine. |
| 102138 | TAMORA. Well hast thou lesson'd us; this sha... |
| 102139 | But would it please thee, good Andronicus, |
| 102140 | To send for Lucius, thy thrice-valiant son, |
| 102141 | Who leads towards Rome a band of warlike G... |
| 102142 | And bid him come and banquet at thy house; |
| 102143 | When he is here, even at thy solemn feast, |
| 102144 | I will bring in the Empress and her sons, |
| 102145 | The Emperor himself, and all thy foes; |
| 102146 | And at thy mercy shall they stoop and kneel, |
| 102147 | And on them shalt thou ease thy angry heart. |
| 102148 | What says Andronicus to this device? |
| 102149 | TITUS. Marcus, my brother! 'Tis sad Titus ca... |
| 102150 | Enter MARCUS |
| 102151 | Go, gentle Marcus, to thy nephew Lucius; |
| 102152 | Thou shalt inquire him out among the Goths. |
| 102153 | Bid him repair to me, and bring with him |
| 102154 | Some of the chiefest princes of the Goths; |
| 102155 | Bid him encamp his soldiers where they are. |
| 102156 | Tell him the Emperor and the Empress too |
| 102157 | Feast at my house, and he shall feast with... |
| 102158 | This do thou for my love; and so let him, |
| 102159 | As he regards his aged father's life. |
| 102160 | MARCUS. This will I do, and soon return agai... |
| 102161 | TAMORA. Now will I hence about thy business, |
| 102162 | And take my ministers along with me. |
| 102163 | TITUS. Nay, nay, let Rape and Murder stay wi... |
| 102164 | Or else I'll call my brother back again, |
| 102165 | And cleave to no revenge but Lucius. |
| 102166 | TAMORA. [Aside to her sons] What say you, ... |
| 102167 | with him, |
| 102168 | Whiles I go tell my lord the Emperor |
| 102169 | How I have govern'd our determin'd jest? |
| 102170 | Yield to his humour, smooth and speak him ... |
| 102171 | And tarry with him till I turn again. |
| 102172 | TITUS. [Aside] I knew them all, though the... |
| 102173 | And will o'er reach them in their own devi... |
| 102174 | A pair of cursed hell-hounds and their dam. |
| 102175 | DEMETRIUS. Madam, depart at pleasure; leave ... |
| 102176 | TAMORA. Farewell, Andronicus, Revenge now go... |
| 102177 | To lay a complot to betray thy foes. |
| 102178 | TITUS. I know thou dost; and, sweet Revenge,... |
| 102179 | ... |
| 102180 | CHIRON. Tell us, old man, how shall we be em... |
| 102181 | TITUS. Tut, I have work enough for you to do. |
| 102182 | Publius, come hither, Caius, and Valentine. |
| 102183 | Enter PUBLIUS, CAIUS, and VALENTINE |
| 102184 | PUBLIUS. What is your will? |
| 102185 | TITUS. Know you these two? |
| 102186 | PUBLIUS. The Empress' sons, I take them: Chi... |
| 102187 | TITUS. Fie, Publius, fie! thou art too much ... |
| 102188 | The one is Murder, and Rape is the other's... |
| 102189 | And therefore bind them, gentle Publius- |
| 102190 | Caius and Valentine, lay hands on them. |
| 102191 | Oft have you heard me wish for such an hour, |
| 102192 | And now I find it; therefore bind them sure, |
| 102193 | And stop their mouths if they begin to cry... |
| 102194 | [They lay hold on CHI... |
| 102195 | CHIRON. Villains, forbear! we are the Empres... |
| 102196 | PUBLIUS. And therefore do we what we are com... |
| 102197 | Stop close their mouths, let them not spea... |
| 102198 | Is he sure bound? Look that you bind them ... |
| 102199 | Re-enter TITUS ANDRONICUS |
| 102200 | with a knife, and LAVINIA, with a basin |
| 102201 | TITUS. Come, come, Lavinia; look, thy foes a... |
| 102202 | Sirs, stop their mouths, let them not spea... |
| 102203 | But let them hear what fearful words I utter. |
| 102204 | O villains, Chiron and Demetrius! |
| 102205 | Here stands the spring whom you have stain... |
| 102206 | This goodly summer with your winter mix'd. |
| 102207 | You kill'd her husband; and for that vile ... |
| 102208 | Two of her brothers were condemn'd to death, |
| 102209 | My hand cut off and made a merry jest; |
| 102210 | Both her sweet hands, her tongue, and that... |
| 102211 | Than hands or tongue, her spotless chastity, |
| 102212 | Inhuman traitors, you constrain'd and forc... |
| 102213 | What would you say, if I should let you sp... |
| 102214 | Villains, for shame you could not beg for ... |
| 102215 | Hark, wretches! how I mean to martyr you. |
| 102216 | This one hand yet is left to cut your thro... |
| 102217 | Whiles that Lavinia 'tween her stumps doth... |
| 102218 | The basin that receives your guilty blood. |
| 102219 | You know your mother means to feast with me, |
| 102220 | And calls herself Revenge, and thinks me mad. |
| 102221 | Hark, villains! I will grind your bones to... |
| 102222 | And with your blood and it I'll make a paste; |
| 102223 | And of the paste a coffin I will rear, |
| 102224 | And make two pasties of your shameful heads; |
| 102225 | And bid that strumpet, your unhallowed dam, |
| 102226 | Like to the earth, swallow her own increase. |
| 102227 | This is the feast that I have bid her to, |
| 102228 | And this the banquet she shall surfeit on; |
| 102229 | For worse than Philomel you us'd my daughter, |
| 102230 | And worse than Progne I will be reveng'd. |
| 102231 | And now prepare your throats. Lavinia, come, |
| 102232 | Receive the blood; and when that they are ... |
| 102233 | Let me go grind their bones to powder small, |
| 102234 | And with this hateful liquor temper it; |
| 102235 | And in that paste let their vile heads be ... |
| 102236 | Come, come, be every one officious |
| 102237 | To make this banquet, which I wish may prove |
| 102238 | More stern and bloody than the Centaurs' f... |
| 102239 | [He c... |
| 102240 | So. |
| 102241 | Now bring them in, for I will play the cook, |
| 102242 | And see them ready against their mother co... |
| 102243 | Exeunt, beari... |
| 102244 | SCENE III. |
| 102245 | The court of TITUS' house |
| 102246 | Enter Lucius, MARCUS, and the GOTHS, with AARO... |
| 102247 | and his CHILD in the arms of an attendant |
| 102248 | LUCIUS. Uncle Marcus, since 'tis my father's... |
| 102249 | That I repair to Rome, I am content. |
| 102250 | FIRST GOTH. And ours with thine, befall wh... |
| 102251 | LUCIUS. Good uncle, take you in this barbaro... |
| 102252 | This ravenous tiger, this accursed devil; |
| 102253 | Let him receive no sust'nance, fetter him, |
| 102254 | Till he be brought unto the Empress' face |
| 102255 | For testimony of her foul proceedings. |
| 102256 | And see the ambush of our friends be strong; |
| 102257 | I fear the Emperor means no good to us. |
| 102258 | AARON. Some devil whisper curses in my ear, |
| 102259 | And prompt me that my tongue may utter forth |
| 102260 | The venomous malice of my swelling heart! |
| 102261 | LUCIUS. Away, inhuman dog, unhallowed slave! |
| 102262 | Sirs, help our uncle to convey him in. |
| 102263 | Exeunt GOTHS with AARO... |
| 102264 | The trumpets show the Emperor is at hand. |
| 102265 | Sound trumpets. Enter SATURNINUS and |
| 102266 | TAMORA, with AEMILIUS, TRIBUNES, SENATORS,... |
| 102267 | SATURNINUS. What, hath the firmament more su... |
| 102268 | LUCIUS. What boots it thee to can thyself a ... |
| 102269 | MARCUS. Rome's Emperor, and nephew, break th... |
| 102270 | These quarrels must be quietly debated. |
| 102271 | The feast is ready which the careful Titus |
| 102272 | Hath ordain'd to an honourable end, |
| 102273 | For peace, for love, for league, and good ... |
| 102274 | Please you, therefore, draw nigh and take ... |
| 102275 | SATURNINUS. Marcus, we will. |
| 102276 | [A table brought in. The... |
| 102277 | Trumpets sounding, enter TITUS |
| 102278 | like a cook, placing the dishes, and ... |
| 102279 | with a veil over her face; also YOUNG LUCIU... |
| 102280 | TITUS. Welcome, my lord; welcome, dread Queen; |
| 102281 | Welcome, ye warlike Goths; welcome, Lucius; |
| 102282 | And welcome all. Although the cheer be poor, |
| 102283 | 'Twill fill your stomachs; please you eat ... |
| 102284 | SATURNINUS. Why art thou thus attir'd, Andro... |
| 102285 | TITUS. Because I would be sure to have all well |
| 102286 | To entertain your Highness and your Empress. |
| 102287 | TAMORA. We are beholding to you, good Andron... |
| 102288 | TITUS. An if your Highness knew my heart, yo... |
| 102289 | My lord the Emperor, resolve me this: |
| 102290 | Was it well done of rash Virginius |
| 102291 | To slay his daughter with his own right hand, |
| 102292 | Because she was enforc'd, stain'd, and def... |
| 102293 | SATURNINUS. It was, Andronicus. |
| 102294 | TITUS. Your reason, mighty lord. |
| 102295 | SATURNINUS. Because the girl should not surv... |
| 102296 | And by her presence still renew his sorrows. |
| 102297 | TITUS. A reason mighty, strong, and effectual; |
| 102298 | A pattern, precedent, and lively warrant |
| 102299 | For me, most wretched, to perform the like. |
| 102300 | Die, die, Lavinia, and thy shame with thee... |
| 102301 | And with thy shame thy father's sorrow die! |
| 102302 | SATURNINUS. What hast thou done, unnatural a... |
| 102303 | TITUS. Kill'd her for whom my tears have mad... |
| 102304 | I am as woeful as Virginius was, |
| 102305 | And have a thousand times more cause than he |
| 102306 | To do this outrage; and it now is done. |
| 102307 | SATURNINUS. What, was she ravish'd? Tell who... |
| 102308 | TITUS. Will't please you eat? Will't please... |
| 102309 | TAMORA. Why hast thou slain thine only daugh... |
| 102310 | TITUS. Not I; 'twas Chiron and Demetrius. |
| 102311 | They ravish'd her, and cut away her tongue; |
| 102312 | And they, 'twas they, that did her all thi... |
| 102313 | SATURNINUS. Go, fetch them hither to us pres... |
| 102314 | TITUS. Why, there they are, both baked in th... |
| 102315 | Whereof their mother daintily hath fed, |
| 102316 | Eating the flesh that she herself hath bred. |
| 102317 | 'Tis true, 'tis true: witness my knife's s... |
| 102318 | [He ... |
| 102319 | SATURNINUS. Die, frantic wretch, for this ac... |
| 102320 | ... |
| 102321 | LUCIUS. Can the son's eye behold his father ... |
| 102322 | There's meed for meed, death for a deadly ... |
| 102323 | [He stabs SATURNINUS. A gre... |
| 102324 | MARCUS, and their friends go up... |
| 102325 | MARCUS. You sad-fac'd men, people and sons o... |
| 102326 | By uproars sever'd, as a flight of fowl |
| 102327 | Scatter'd by winds and high tempestuous gu... |
| 102328 | O, let me teach you how to knit again |
| 102329 | This scattered corn into one mutual sheaf, |
| 102330 | These broken limbs again into one body; |
| 102331 | Lest Rome herself be bane unto herself, |
| 102332 | And she whom mighty kingdoms curtsy to, |
| 102333 | Like a forlorn and desperate castaway, |
| 102334 | Do shameful execution on herself. |
| 102335 | But if my frosty signs and chaps of age, |
| 102336 | Grave witnesses of true experience, |
| 102337 | Cannot induce you to attend my words, |
| 102338 | [To Lucius] Speak, Rome's dear friend, as... |
| 102339 | When with his solemn tongue he did discourse |
| 102340 | To love-sick Dido's sad attending ear |
| 102341 | The story of that baleful burning night, |
| 102342 | When subtle Greeks surpris'd King Priam's ... |
| 102343 | Tell us what Sinon hath bewitch'd our ears, |
| 102344 | Or who hath brought the fatal engine in |
| 102345 | That gives our Troy, our Rome, the civil w... |
| 102346 | My heart is not compact of flint nor steel; |
| 102347 | Nor can I utter all our bitter grief, |
| 102348 | But floods of tears will drown my oratory |
| 102349 | And break my utt'rance, even in the time |
| 102350 | When it should move ye to attend me most, |
| 102351 | And force you to commiseration. |
| 102352 | Here's Rome's young Captain, let him tell ... |
| 102353 | While I stand by and weep to hear him speak. |
| 102354 | LUCIUS. Then, gracious auditory, be it known... |
| 102355 | That Chiron and the damn'd Demetrius |
| 102356 | Were they that murd'red our Emperor's brot... |
| 102357 | And they it were that ravished our sister. |
| 102358 | For their fell faults our brothers were be... |
| 102359 | Our father's tears despis'd, and basely co... |
| 102360 | Of that true hand that fought Rome's quarr... |
| 102361 | And sent her enemies unto the grave. |
| 102362 | Lastly, myself unkindly banished, |
| 102363 | The gates shut on me, and turn'd weeping out, |
| 102364 | To beg relief among Rome's enemies; |
| 102365 | Who drown'd their enmity in my true tears, |
| 102366 | And op'd their arms to embrace me as a fri... |
| 102367 | I am the turned forth, be it known to you, |
| 102368 | That have preserv'd her welfare in my blood |
| 102369 | And from her bosom took the enemy's point, |
| 102370 | Sheathing the steel in my advent'rous body. |
| 102371 | Alas! you know I am no vaunter, I; |
| 102372 | My scars can witness, dumb although they are, |
| 102373 | That my report is just and full of truth. |
| 102374 | But, soft! methinks I do digress too much, |
| 102375 | Citing my worthless praise. O, pardon me! |
| 102376 | For when no friends are by, men praise the... |
| 102377 | MARCUS. Now is my turn to speak. Behold the ... |
| 102378 | [Pointing to the CHILD in an... |
| 102379 | Of this was Tamora delivered, |
| 102380 | The issue of an irreligious Moor, |
| 102381 | Chief architect and plotter of these woes. |
| 102382 | The villain is alive in Titus' house, |
| 102383 | Damn'd as he is, to witness this is true. |
| 102384 | Now judge what cause had Titus to revenge |
| 102385 | These wrongs unspeakable, past patience, |
| 102386 | Or more than any living man could bear. |
| 102387 | Now have you heard the truth: what say you... |
| 102388 | Have we done aught amiss, show us wherein, |
| 102389 | And, from the place where you behold us pl... |
| 102390 | The poor remainder of Andronici |
| 102391 | Will, hand in hand, all headlong hurl ours... |
| 102392 | And on the ragged stones beat forth our so... |
| 102393 | And make a mutual closure of our house. |
| 102394 | Speak, Romans, speak; and if you say we sh... |
| 102395 | Lo, hand in hand, Lucius and I will fall. |
| 102396 | AEMILIUS. Come, come, thou reverend man of R... |
| 102397 | And bring our Emperor gently in thy hand, |
| 102398 | Lucius our Emperor; for well I know |
| 102399 | The common voice do cry it shall be so. |
| 102400 | ALL. Lucius, all hail, Rome's royal Emperor! |
| 102401 | MARCUS. Go, go into old Titus' sorrowful house, |
| 102402 | And hither hale that misbelieving Moor |
| 102403 | To be adjudg'd some direful slaught'ring d... |
| 102404 | As punishment for his most wicked life. ... |
| 102405 | attendants. LUCIUS, MARCUS, and ... |
| 102406 | ALL. Lucius, all hail, Rome's gracious gover... |
| 102407 | LUCIUS. Thanks, gentle Romans! May I govern so |
| 102408 | To heal Rome's harms and wipe away her woe! |
| 102409 | But, gentle people, give me aim awhile, |
| 102410 | For nature puts me to a heavy task. |
| 102411 | Stand all aloof; but, uncle, draw you near |
| 102412 | To shed obsequious tears upon this trunk. |
| 102413 | O, take this warm kiss on thy pale cold li... |
| 102414 | These sorrowful drops upon thy blood-stain... |
| 102415 | The last true duties of thy noble son! |
| 102416 | MARCUS. Tear for tear and loving kiss for kiss |
| 102417 | Thy brother Marcus tenders on thy lips. |
| 102418 | O, were the sum of these that I should pay |
| 102419 | Countless and infinite, yet would I pay them! |
| 102420 | LUCIUS. Come hither, boy; come, come, come, ... |
| 102421 | To melt in showers. Thy grandsire lov'd th... |
| 102422 | Many a time he danc'd thee on his knee, |
| 102423 | Sung thee asleep, his loving breast thy pi... |
| 102424 | Many a story hath he told to thee, |
| 102425 | And bid thee bear his pretty tales in mind |
| 102426 | And talk of them when he was dead and gone. |
| 102427 | MARCUS. How many thousand times hath these p... |
| 102428 | When they were living, warm'd themselves o... |
| 102429 | O, now, sweet boy, give them their latest ... |
| 102430 | Bid him farewell; commit him to the grave; |
| 102431 | Do them that kindness, and take leave of t... |
| 102432 | BOY. O grandsire, grandsire! ev'n with all m... |
| 102433 | Would I were dead, so you did live again! |
| 102434 | O Lord, I cannot speak to him for weeping; |
| 102435 | My tears will choke me, if I ope my mouth. |
| 102436 | Re-enter attendants with AARON |
| 102437 | A ROMAN. You sad Andronici, have done with w... |
| 102438 | Give sentence on the execrable wretch |
| 102439 | That hath been breeder of these dire events. |
| 102440 | LUCIUS. Set him breast-deep in earth, and fa... |
| 102441 | There let him stand and rave and cry for f... |
| 102442 | If any one relieves or pities him, |
| 102443 | For the offence he dies. This is our doom. |
| 102444 | Some stay to see him fast'ned in the earth. |
| 102445 | AARON. Ah, why should wrath be mute and fury... |
| 102446 | I am no baby, I, that with base prayers |
| 102447 | I should repent the evils I have done; |
| 102448 | Ten thousand worse than ever yet I did |
| 102449 | Would I perform, if I might have my will. |
| 102450 | If one good deed in all my life I did, |
| 102451 | I do repent it from my very soul. |
| 102452 | LUCIUS. Some loving friends convey the Emper... |
| 102453 | And give him burial in his father's grave. |
| 102454 | My father and Lavinia shall forthwith |
| 102455 | Be closed in our household's monument. |
| 102456 | As for that ravenous tiger, Tamora, |
| 102457 | No funeral rite, nor man in mourning weed, |
| 102458 | No mournful bell shall ring her burial; |
| 102459 | But throw her forth to beasts and birds to... |
| 102460 | Her life was beastly and devoid of pity, |
| 102461 | And being dead, let birds on her take pity... |
| 102462 | THE END |
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| 102471 | 1602 |
| 102472 | THE HISTORY OF TROILUS AND CRESSIDA |
| 102473 | by William Shakespeare |
| 102474 | DRAMATIS PERSONAE |
| 102475 | PRIAM, King of Troy |
| 102476 | His sons: |
| 102477 | HECTOR |
| 102478 | TROILUS |
| 102479 | PARIS |
| 102480 | DEIPHOBUS |
| 102481 | HELENUS |
| 102482 | MARGARELON, a bastard son of Priam |
| 102483 | Trojan commanders: |
| 102484 | AENEAS |
| 102485 | ANTENOR |
| 102486 | CALCHAS, a Trojan priest, taking part with t... |
| 102487 | PANDARUS, uncle to Cressida |
| 102488 | AGAMEMNON, the Greek general |
| 102489 | MENELAUS, his brother |
| 102490 | Greek commanders: |
| 102491 | ACHILLES |
| 102492 | AJAX |
| 102493 | ULYSSES |
| 102494 | NESTOR |
| 102495 | DIOMEDES |
| 102496 | PATROCLUS |
| 102497 | THERSITES, a deformed and scurrilous Greek |
| 102498 | ALEXANDER, servant to Cressida |
| 102499 | SERVANT to Troilus |
| 102500 | SERVANT to Paris |
| 102501 | SERVANT to Diomedes |
| 102502 | HELEN, wife to Menelaus |
| 102503 | ANDROMACHE, wife to Hector |
| 102504 | CASSANDRA, daughter to Priam, a prophetess |
| 102505 | CRESSIDA, daughter to Calchas |
| 102506 | Trojan and Greek Soldiers, and Attendants |
| 102507 | SCENE: |
| 102508 | Troy and the Greek camp before it |
| 102509 | PROLOGUE |
| 102510 | TROILUS AND CRESSIDA |
| 102511 | PROLOGUE |
| 102512 | In Troy, there lies the scene. From isles ... |
| 102513 | The princes orgillous, their high blood ch... |
| 102514 | Have to the port of Athens sent their ships |
| 102515 | Fraught with the ministers and instruments |
| 102516 | Of cruel war. Sixty and nine that wore |
| 102517 | Their crownets regal from th' Athenian bay |
| 102518 | Put forth toward Phrygia; and their vow is... |
| 102519 | To ransack Troy, within whose strong immures |
| 102520 | The ravish'd Helen, Menelaus' queen, |
| 102521 | With wanton Paris sleeps-and that's the qu... |
| 102522 | To Tenedos they come, |
| 102523 | And the deep-drawing barks do there disgorge |
| 102524 | Their war-like fraughtage. Now on Dardan p... |
| 102525 | The fresh and yet unbruised Greeks do pitch |
| 102526 | Their brave pavilions: Priam's six-gated c... |
| 102527 | Dardan, and Tymbria, Helias, Chetas, Troien, |
| 102528 | And Antenorides, with massy staples |
| 102529 | And corresponsive and fulfilling bolts, |
| 102530 | Sperr up the sons of Troy. |
| 102531 | Now expectation, tickling skittish spirits |
| 102532 | On one and other side, Troyan and Greek, |
| 102533 | Sets all on hazard-and hither am I come |
| 102534 | A Prologue arm'd, but not in confidence |
| 102535 | Of author's pen or actor's voice, but suited |
| 102536 | In like conditions as our argument, |
| 102537 | To tell you, fair beholders, that our play |
| 102538 | Leaps o'er the vaunt and firstlings of tho... |
| 102539 | Beginning in the middle; starting thence a... |
| 102540 | To what may be digested in a play. |
| 102541 | Like or find fault; do as your pleasures are; |
| 102542 | Now good or bad, 'tis but the chance of war. |
| 102543 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
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| 102545 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 102546 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 102547 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 102548 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 102551 | ACT I. SCENE 1. |
| 102552 | Troy. Before PRIAM'S palace |
| 102553 | Enter TROILUS armed, and PANDARUS |
| 102554 | TROILUS. Call here my varlet; I'll unarm again. |
| 102555 | Why should I war without the walls of Troy |
| 102556 | That find such cruel battle here within? |
| 102557 | Each Troyan that is master of his heart, |
| 102558 | Let him to field; Troilus, alas, hath none! |
| 102559 | PANDARUS. Will this gear ne'er be mended? |
| 102560 | TROILUS. The Greeks are strong, and skilful ... |
| 102561 | Fierce to their skill, and to their fierce... |
| 102562 | But I am weaker than a woman's tear, |
| 102563 | Tamer than sleep, fonder than ignorance, |
| 102564 | Less valiant than the virgin in the night, |
| 102565 | And skilless as unpractis'd infancy. |
| 102566 | PANDARUS. Well, I have told you enough of th... |
| 102567 | I'll not meddle nor make no farther. He th... |
| 102568 | out of the wheat must needs tarry the grin... |
| 102569 | TROILUS. Have I not tarried? |
| 102570 | PANDARUS. Ay, the grinding; but you must tar... |
| 102571 | TROILUS. Have I not tarried? |
| 102572 | PANDARUS. Ay, the bolting; but you must tarr... |
| 102573 | TROILUS. Still have I tarried. |
| 102574 | PANDARUS. Ay, to the leavening; but here's y... |
| 102575 | 'hereafter' the kneading, the making of th... |
| 102576 | of the oven, and the baking; nay, you must... |
| 102577 | or you may chance to burn your lips. |
| 102578 | TROILUS. Patience herself, what goddess e'er... |
| 102579 | Doth lesser blench at suff'rance than I do. |
| 102580 | At Priam's royal table do I sit; |
| 102581 | And when fair Cressid comes into my thoughts- |
| 102582 | So, traitor, then she comes when she is th... |
| 102583 | PANDARUS. Well, she look'd yesternight faire... |
| 102584 | look, or any woman else. |
| 102585 | TROILUS. I was about to tell thee: when my h... |
| 102586 | As wedged with a sigh, would rive in twain, |
| 102587 | Lest Hector or my father should perceive me, |
| 102588 | I have, as when the sun doth light a storm, |
| 102589 | Buried this sigh in wrinkle of a smile. |
| 102590 | But sorrow that is couch'd in seeming glad... |
| 102591 | Is like that mirth fate turns to sudden sa... |
| 102592 | PANDARUS. An her hair were not somewhat dark... |
| 102593 | go to- there were no more comparison betwe... |
| 102594 | my part, she is my kinswoman; I would not,... |
| 102595 | praise her, but I would somebody had heard... |
| 102596 | I did. I will not dispraise your sister C... |
| 102597 | TROILUS. O Pandarus! I tell thee, Pandarus- |
| 102598 | When I do tell thee there my hopes lie dro... |
| 102599 | Reply not in how many fathoms deep |
| 102600 | They lie indrench'd. I tell thee I am mad |
| 102601 | In Cressid's love. Thou answer'st 'She is ... |
| 102602 | Pourest in the open ulcer of my heart- |
| 102603 | Her eyes, her hair, her cheek, her gait, h... |
| 102604 | Handlest in thy discourse. O, that her hand, |
| 102605 | In whose comparison all whites are ink |
| 102606 | Writing their own reproach; to whose soft ... |
| 102607 | The cygnet's down is harsh, and spirit of ... |
| 102608 | Hard as the palm of ploughman! This thou t... |
| 102609 | As true thou tell'st me, when I say I love... |
| 102610 | But, saying thus, instead of oil and balm, |
| 102611 | Thou lay'st in every gash that love hath g... |
| 102612 | The knife that made it. |
| 102613 | PANDARUS. I speak no more than truth. |
| 102614 | TROILUS. Thou dost not speak so much. |
| 102615 | PANDARUS. Faith, I'll not meddle in it. Let ... |
| 102616 | she be fair, 'tis the better for her; an s... |
| 102617 | mends in her own hands. |
| 102618 | TROILUS. Good Pandarus! How now, Pandarus! |
| 102619 | PANDARUS. I have had my labour for my travai... |
| 102620 | her and ill thought on of you; gone betwee... |
| 102621 | small thanks for my labour. |
| 102622 | TROILUS. What, art thou angry, Pandarus? Wha... |
| 102623 | PANDARUS. Because she's kin to me, therefore... |
| 102624 | Helen. An she were not kin to me, she woul... |
| 102625 | as Helen is on Sunday. But what care I? I ... |
| 102626 | blackamoor; 'tis all one to me. |
| 102627 | TROILUS. Say I she is not fair? |
| 102628 | PANDARUS. I do not care whether you do or no... |
| 102629 | behind her father. Let her to the Greeks; ... |
| 102630 | the next time I see her. For my part, I'll... |
| 102631 | more i' th' matter. |
| 102632 | TROILUS. Pandarus! |
| 102633 | PANDARUS. Not I. |
| 102634 | TROILUS. Sweet Pandarus! |
| 102635 | PANDARUS. Pray you, speak no more to me: I w... |
| 102636 | as I found it, and there an end. ... |
| 102637 | TROILUS. Peace, you ungracious clamours! Pea... |
| 102638 | Fools on both sides! Helen must needs be f... |
| 102639 | When with your blood you daily paint her t... |
| 102640 | I cannot fight upon this argument; |
| 102641 | It is too starv'd a subject for my sword. |
| 102642 | But Pandarus-O gods, how do you plague me! |
| 102643 | I cannot come to Cressid but by Pandar; |
| 102644 | And he's as tetchy to be woo'd to woo |
| 102645 | As she is stubborn-chaste against all suit. |
| 102646 | Tell me, Apollo, for thy Daphne's love, |
| 102647 | What Cressid is, what Pandar, and what we? |
| 102648 | Her bed is India; there she lies, a pearl; |
| 102649 | Between our Ilium and where she resides |
| 102650 | Let it be call'd the wild and wand'ring fl... |
| 102651 | Ourself the merchant, and this sailing Pandar |
| 102652 | Our doubtful hope, our convoy, and our bark. |
| 102653 | Alarum. Enter AENEAS |
| 102654 | AENEAS. How now, Prince Troilus! Wherefore n... |
| 102655 | TROILUS. Because not there. This woman's ans... |
| 102656 | For womanish it is to be from thence. |
| 102657 | What news, Aeneas, from the field to-day? |
| 102658 | AENEAS. That Paris is returned home, and hurt. |
| 102659 | TROILUS. By whom, Aeneas? |
| 102660 | AENEAS. Troilus, by Menelaus. |
| 102661 | TROILUS. Let Paris bleed: 'tis but a scar to... |
| 102662 | Paris is gor'd with Menelaus' horn. ... |
| 102663 | AENEAS. Hark what good sport is out of town ... |
| 102664 | TROILUS. Better at home, if 'would I might' ... |
| 102665 | But to the sport abroad. Are you bound thi... |
| 102666 | AENEAS. In all swift haste. |
| 102667 | TROILUS. Come, go we then together. ... |
| 102668 | ACT I. SCENE 2. |
| 102669 | Troy. A street |
| 102670 | Enter CRESSIDA and her man ALEXANDER |
| 102671 | CRESSIDA. Who were those went by? |
| 102672 | ALEXANDER. Queen Hecuba and Helen. |
| 102673 | CRESSIDA. And whither go they? |
| 102674 | ALEXANDER. Up to the eastern tower, |
| 102675 | Whose height commands as subject all the v... |
| 102676 | To see the battle. Hector, whose patience |
| 102677 | Is as a virtue fix'd, to-day was mov'd. |
| 102678 | He chid Andromache, and struck his armourer; |
| 102679 | And, like as there were husbandry in war, |
| 102680 | Before the sun rose he was harness'd light, |
| 102681 | And to the field goes he; where every flower |
| 102682 | Did as a prophet weep what it foresaw |
| 102683 | In Hector's wrath. |
| 102684 | CRESSIDA. What was his cause of anger? |
| 102685 | ALEXANDER. The noise goes, this: there is am... |
| 102686 | A lord of Troyan blood, nephew to Hector; |
| 102687 | They call him Ajax. |
| 102688 | CRESSIDA. Good; and what of him? |
| 102689 | ALEXANDER. They say he is a very man per se, |
| 102690 | And stands alone. |
| 102691 | CRESSIDA. So do all men, unless they are dru... |
| 102692 | legs. |
| 102693 | ALEXANDER. This man, lady, hath robb'd many ... |
| 102694 | particular additions: he is as valiant as ... |
| 102695 | bear, slow as the elephant-a man into whom... |
| 102696 | humours that his valour is crush'd into fo... |
| 102697 | with discretion. There is no man hath a vi... |
| 102698 | glimpse of, nor any man an attaint but he ... |
| 102699 | it; he is melancholy without cause and mer... |
| 102700 | hath the joints of every thing; but everyt... |
| 102701 | that he is a gouty Briareus, many hands an... |
| 102702 | Argus, all eyes and no sight. |
| 102703 | CRESSIDA. But how should this man, that make... |
| 102704 | angry? |
| 102705 | ALEXANDER. They say he yesterday cop'd Hecto... |
| 102706 | struck him down, the disdain and shame whe... |
| 102707 | kept Hector fasting and waking. |
| 102708 | Enter PANDARUS |
| 102709 | CRESSIDA. Who comes here? |
| 102710 | ALEXANDER. Madam, your uncle Pandarus. |
| 102711 | CRESSIDA. Hector's a gallant man. |
| 102712 | ALEXANDER. As may be in the world, lady. |
| 102713 | PANDARUS. What's that? What's that? |
| 102714 | CRESSIDA. Good morrow, uncle Pandarus. |
| 102715 | PANDARUS. Good morrow, cousin Cressid. What ... |
| 102716 | morrow, Alexander.-How do you, cousin? Whe... |
| 102717 | CRESSIDA. This morning, uncle. |
| 102718 | PANDARUS. What were you talking of when I ca... |
| 102719 | and gone ere you came to Ilium? Helen was ... |
| 102720 | CRESSIDA. Hector was gone; but Helen was not... |
| 102721 | PANDARUS. E'en so. Hector was stirring early. |
| 102722 | CRESSIDA. That were we talking of, and of hi... |
| 102723 | PANDARUS. Was he angry? |
| 102724 | CRESSIDA. So he says here. |
| 102725 | PANDARUS. True, he was so; I know the cause ... |
| 102726 | him today, I can tell them that. And there... |
| 102727 | come far behind him; let them take heed of... |
| 102728 | them that too. |
| 102729 | CRESSIDA. What, is he angry too? |
| 102730 | PANDARUS. Who, Troilus? Troilus is the bette... |
| 102731 | CRESSIDA. O Jupiter! there's no comparison. |
| 102732 | PANDARUS. What, not between Troilus and Hect... |
| 102733 | if you see him? |
| 102734 | CRESSIDA. Ay, if I ever saw him before and k... |
| 102735 | PANDARUS. Well, I say Troilus is Troilus. |
| 102736 | CRESSIDA. Then you say as I say, for I am su... |
| 102737 | PANDARUS. No, nor Hector is not Troilus in s... |
| 102738 | CRESSIDA. 'Tis just to each of them: he is h... |
| 102739 | PANDARUS. Himself! Alas, poor Troilus! I wou... |
| 102740 | CRESSIDA. So he is. |
| 102741 | PANDARUS. Condition I had gone barefoot to I... |
| 102742 | CRESSIDA. He is not Hector. |
| 102743 | PANDARUS. Himself! no, he's not himself. Wou... |
| 102744 | Well, the gods are above; time must friend... |
| 102745 | well! I would my heart were in her body! N... |
| 102746 | better man than Troilus. |
| 102747 | CRESSIDA. Excuse me. |
| 102748 | PANDARUS. He is elder. |
| 102749 | CRESSIDA. Pardon me, pardon me. |
| 102750 | PANDARUS. Th' other's not come to't; you sha... |
| 102751 | when th' other's come to't. Hector shall n... |
| 102752 | year. |
| 102753 | CRESSIDA. He shall not need it if he have hi... |
| 102754 | PANDARUS. Nor his qualities. |
| 102755 | CRESSIDA. No matter. |
| 102756 | PANDARUS. Nor his beauty. |
| 102757 | CRESSIDA. 'Twould not become him: his own's ... |
| 102758 | PANDARUS. YOU have no judgment, niece. Helen... |
| 102759 | other day that Troilus, for a brown favour... |
| 102760 | confess- not brown neither- |
| 102761 | CRESSIDA. No, but brown. |
| 102762 | PANDARUS. Faith, to say truth, brown and not... |
| 102763 | CRESSIDA. To say the truth, true and not true. |
| 102764 | PANDARUS. She prais'd his complexion above P... |
| 102765 | CRESSIDA. Why, Paris hath colour enough. |
| 102766 | PANDARUS. So he has. |
| 102767 | CRESSIDA. Then Troilus should have too much.... |
| 102768 | above, his complexion is higher than his; ... |
| 102769 | enough, and the other higher, is too flami... |
| 102770 | complexion. I had as lief Helen's golden t... |
| 102771 | Troilus for a copper nose. |
| 102772 | PANDARUS. I swear to you I think Helen loves... |
| 102773 | CRESSIDA. Then she's a merry Greek indeed. |
| 102774 | PANDARUS. Nay, I am sure she does. She came ... |
| 102775 | into the compass'd window-and you know he ... |
| 102776 | four hairs on his chin- |
| 102777 | CRESSIDA. Indeed a tapster's arithmetic may ... |
| 102778 | particulars therein to a total. |
| 102779 | PANDARUS. Why, he is very young, and yet wil... |
| 102780 | lift as much as his brother Hector. |
| 102781 | CRESSIDA. Is he so young a man and so old a ... |
| 102782 | PANDARUS. But to prove to you that Helen lov... |
| 102783 | puts me her white hand to his cloven chin- |
| 102784 | CRESSIDA. Juno have mercy! How came it cloven? |
| 102785 | PANDARUS. Why, you know, 'tis dimpled. I thi... |
| 102786 | him better than any man in all Phrygia. |
| 102787 | CRESSIDA. O, he smiles valiantly! |
| 102788 | PANDARUS. Does he not? |
| 102789 | CRESSIDA. O yes, an 'twere a cloud in autumn! |
| 102790 | PANDARUS. Why, go to, then! But to prove to ... |
| 102791 | Troilus- |
| 102792 | CRESSIDA. Troilus will stand to the proof, i... |
| 102793 | PANDARUS. Troilus! Why, he esteems her no mo... |
| 102794 | addle egg. |
| 102795 | CRESSIDA. If you love an addle egg as well a... |
| 102796 | head, you would eat chickens i' th' shell. |
| 102797 | PANDARUS. I cannot choose but laugh to think... |
| 102798 | chin. Indeed, she has a marvell's white ha... |
| 102799 | confess. |
| 102800 | CRESSIDA. Without the rack. |
| 102801 | PANDARUS. And she takes upon her to spy a wh... |
| 102802 | CRESSIDA. Alas, poor chin! Many a wart is ri... |
| 102803 | PANDARUS. But there was such laughing! Queen... |
| 102804 | her eyes ran o'er. |
| 102805 | CRESSIDA. With millstones. |
| 102806 | PANDARUS. And Cassandra laugh'd. |
| 102807 | CRESSIDA. But there was a more temperate fir... |
| 102808 | eyes. Did her eyes run o'er too? |
| 102809 | PANDARUS. And Hector laugh'd. |
| 102810 | CRESSIDA. At what was all this laughing? |
| 102811 | PANDARUS. Marry, at the white hair that Hele... |
| 102812 | chin. |
| 102813 | CRESSIDA. An't had been a green hair I shoul... |
| 102814 | PANDARUS. They laugh'd not so much at the ha... |
| 102815 | answer. |
| 102816 | CRESSIDA. What was his answer? |
| 102817 | PANDARUS. Quoth she 'Here's but two and fift... |
| 102818 | and one of them is white.' |
| 102819 | CRESSIDA. This is her question. |
| 102820 | PANDARUS. That's true; make no question of t... |
| 102821 | hairs,' quoth he 'and one white. That whit... |
| 102822 | and all the rest are his sons.' 'Jupiter!'... |
| 102823 | these hairs is Paris my husband?' 'The for... |
| 102824 | 'pluck't out and give it him.' But there w... |
| 102825 | Helen so blush'd, and Paris so chaf'd; and... |
| 102826 | laugh'd that it pass'd. |
| 102827 | CRESSIDA. So let it now; for it has been a g... |
| 102828 | PANDARUS. Well, cousin, I told you a thing y... |
| 102829 | CRESSIDA. So I do. |
| 102830 | PANDARUS. I'll be sworn 'tis true; he will w... |
| 102831 | man born in April. |
| 102832 | CRESSIDA. And I'll spring up in his tears, a... |
| 102833 | against May. ... |
| 102834 | PANDARUS. Hark! they are coming from the fie... |
| 102835 | here and see them as they pass toward Iliu... |
| 102836 | sweet niece Cressida. |
| 102837 | CRESSIDA. At your pleasure. |
| 102838 | PANDARUS. Here, here, here's an excellent pl... |
| 102839 | most bravely. I'll tell you them all by th... |
| 102840 | by; but mark Troilus above the rest. |
| 102841 | AENEAS passes |
| 102842 | CRESSIDA. Speak not so loud. |
| 102843 | PANDARUS. That's Aeneas. Is not that a brave... |
| 102844 | flowers of Troy, I can tell you. But mark ... |
| 102845 | anon. |
| 102846 | ANTENOR passes |
| 102847 | CRESSIDA. Who's that? |
| 102848 | PANDARUS. That's Antenor. He has a shrewd wi... |
| 102849 | he's a man good enough; he's one o' th' so... |
| 102850 | Troy, whosoever, and a proper man of perso... |
| 102851 | I'll show you Troilus anon. If he see me, ... |
| 102852 | at me. |
| 102853 | CRESSIDA. Will he give you the nod? |
| 102854 | PANDARUS. You shall see. |
| 102855 | CRESSIDA. If he do, the rich shall have more. |
| 102856 | HECTOR passes |
| 102857 | PANDARUS. That's Hector, that, that, look yo... |
| 102858 | fellow! Go thy way, Hector! There's a brav... |
| 102859 | Hector! Look how he looks. There's a count... |
| 102860 | brave man? |
| 102861 | CRESSIDA. O, a brave man! |
| 102862 | PANDARUS. Is 'a not? It does a man's heart g... |
| 102863 | hacks are on his helmet! Look you yonder, ... |
| 102864 | there. There's no jesting; there's laying ... |
| 102865 | will, as they say. There be hacks. |
| 102866 | CRESSIDA. Be those with swords? |
| 102867 | PANDARUS. Swords! anything, he cares not; an... |
| 102868 | it's all one. By God's lid, it does one's ... |
| 102869 | comes Paris, yonder comes Paris. |
| 102870 | PARIS passes |
| 102871 | Look ye yonder, niece; is't not a gallant ... |
| 102872 | this is brave now. Who said he came hurt h... |
| 102873 | hurt. Why, this will do Helen's heart good... |
| 102874 | see Troilus now! You shall see Troilus anon. |
| 102875 | HELENUS passes |
| 102876 | CRESSIDA. Who's that? |
| 102877 | PANDARUS. That's Helenus. I marvel where Tro... |
| 102878 | Helenus. I think he went not forth to-day.... |
| 102879 | CRESSIDA. Can Helenus fight, uncle? |
| 102880 | PANDARUS. Helenus! no. Yes, he'll fight indi... |
| 102881 | where Troilus is. Hark! do you not hear th... |
| 102882 | Helenus is a priest. |
| 102883 | CRESSIDA. What sneaking fellow comes yonder? |
| 102884 | TROILUS passes |
| 102885 | PANDARUS. Where? yonder? That's Deiphobus. '... |
| 102886 | man, niece. Hem! Brave Troilus, the prince... |
| 102887 | CRESSIDA. Peace, for shame, peace! |
| 102888 | PANDARUS. Mark him; note him. O brave Troilu... |
| 102889 | niece; look you how his sword is bloodied,... |
| 102890 | hack'd than Hector's; and how he looks, an... |
| 102891 | admirable youth! he never saw three and tw... |
| 102892 | Troilus, go thy way. Had I a sister were a... |
| 102893 | goddess, he should take his choice. O admi... |
| 102894 | is dirt to him; and, I warrant, Helen, to ... |
| 102895 | eye to boot. |
| 102896 | CRESSIDA. Here comes more. |
| 102897 | Common soldiers pass |
| 102898 | PANDARUS. Asses, fools, dolts! chaff and bra... |
| 102899 | porridge after meat! I could live and die ... |
| 102900 | Ne'er look, ne'er look; the eagles are gon... |
| 102901 | crows and daws! I had rather be such a man... |
| 102902 | Agamemnon and all Greece. |
| 102903 | CRESSIDA. There is amongst the Greeks Achill... |
| 102904 | Troilus. |
| 102905 | PANDARUS. Achilles? A drayman, a porter, a v... |
| 102906 | CRESSIDA. Well, well. |
| 102907 | PANDARUS. Well, well! Why, have you any disc... |
| 102908 | eyes? Do you know what a man is? Is not bi... |
| 102909 | shape, discourse, manhood, learning, gentl... |
| 102910 | liberality, and such like, the spice and s... |
| 102911 | CRESSIDA. Ay, a minc'd man; and then to be b... |
| 102912 | the pie, for then the man's date is out. |
| 102913 | PANDARUS. You are such a woman! A man knows ... |
| 102914 | lie. |
| 102915 | CRESSIDA. Upon my back, to defend my belly; ... |
| 102916 | my wiles; upon my secrecy, to defend mine ... |
| 102917 | defend my beauty; and you, to defend all t... |
| 102918 | wards I lie at, at a thousand watches. |
| 102919 | PANDARUS. Say one of your watches. |
| 102920 | CRESSIDA. Nay, I'll watch you for that; and ... |
| 102921 | chiefest of them too. If I cannot ward wha... |
| 102922 | I can watch you for telling how I took the... |
| 102923 | past hiding, and then it's past watching |
| 102924 | PANDARUS. You are such another! |
| 102925 | Enter TROILUS' BOY |
| 102926 | BOY. Sir, my lord would instantly speak with... |
| 102927 | PANDARUS. Where? |
| 102928 | BOY. At your own house; there he unarms him. |
| 102929 | PANDARUS. Good boy, tell him I come. ... |
| 102930 | I doubt he be hurt. Fare ye well, good niece. |
| 102931 | CRESSIDA. Adieu, uncle. |
| 102932 | PANDARUS. I will be with you, niece, by and by. |
| 102933 | CRESSIDA. To bring, uncle. |
| 102934 | PANDARUS. Ay, a token from Troilus. |
| 102935 | CRESSIDA. By the same token, you are a bawd. |
| 102936 | ... |
| 102937 | Words, vows, gifts, tears, and love's full... |
| 102938 | He offers in another's enterprise; |
| 102939 | But more in Troilus thousand-fold I see |
| 102940 | Than in the glass of Pandar's praise may be, |
| 102941 | Yet hold I off. Women are angels, wooing: |
| 102942 | Things won are done; joy's soul lies in th... |
| 102943 | That she belov'd knows nought that knows n... |
| 102944 | Men prize the thing ungain'd more than it is. |
| 102945 | That she was never yet that ever knew |
| 102946 | Love got so sweet as when desire did sue; |
| 102947 | Therefore this maxim out of love I teach: |
| 102948 | Achievement is command; ungain'd, beseech. |
| 102949 | Then though my heart's content firm love d... |
| 102950 | Nothing of that shall from mine eyes appea... |
| 102951 | ACT I. SCENE 3. |
| 102952 | The Grecian camp. Before AGAMEMNON'S tent |
| 102953 | Sennet. Enter AGAMEMNON, NESTOR, ULYSSES, DIOM... |
| 102954 | AGAMEMNON. Princes, |
| 102955 | What grief hath set these jaundies o'er yo... |
| 102956 | The ample proposition that hope makes |
| 102957 | In all designs begun on earth below |
| 102958 | Fails in the promis'd largeness; checks an... |
| 102959 | Grow in the veins of actions highest rear'd, |
| 102960 | As knots, by the conflux of meeting sap, |
| 102961 | Infects the sound pine, and diverts his grain |
| 102962 | Tortive and errant from his course of growth. |
| 102963 | Nor, princes, is it matter new to us |
| 102964 | That we come short of our suppose so far |
| 102965 | That after seven years' siege yet Troy wal... |
| 102966 | Sith every action that hath gone before, |
| 102967 | Whereof we have record, trial did draw |
| 102968 | Bias and thwart, not answering the aim, |
| 102969 | And that unbodied figure of the thought |
| 102970 | That gave't surmised shape. Why then, you ... |
| 102971 | Do you with cheeks abash'd behold our works |
| 102972 | And call them shames, which are, indeed, n... |
| 102973 | But the protractive trials of great Jove |
| 102974 | To find persistive constancy in men; |
| 102975 | The fineness of which metal is not found |
| 102976 | In fortune's love? For then the bold and c... |
| 102977 | The wise and fool, the artist and unread, |
| 102978 | The hard and soft, seem all affin'd and kin. |
| 102979 | But in the wind and tempest of her frown |
| 102980 | Distinction, with a broad and powerful fan, |
| 102981 | Puffing at all, winnows the light away; |
| 102982 | And what hath mass or matter by itself |
| 102983 | Lies rich in virtue and unmingled. |
| 102984 | NESTOR. With due observance of thy godlike s... |
| 102985 | Great Agamemnon, Nestor shall apply |
| 102986 | Thy latest words. In the reproof of chance |
| 102987 | Lies the true proof of men. The sea being ... |
| 102988 | How many shallow bauble boats dare sail |
| 102989 | Upon her patient breast, making their way |
| 102990 | With those of nobler bulk! |
| 102991 | But let the ruffian Boreas once enrage |
| 102992 | The gentle Thetis, and anon behold |
| 102993 | The strong-ribb'd bark through liquid moun... |
| 102994 | Bounding between the two moist elements |
| 102995 | Like Perseus' horse. Where's then the sauc... |
| 102996 | Whose weak untimber'd sides but even now |
| 102997 | Co-rivall'd greatness? Either to harbour fled |
| 102998 | Or made a toast for Neptune. Even so |
| 102999 | Doth valour's show and valour's worth divide |
| 103000 | In storms of fortune; for in her ray and b... |
| 103001 | The herd hath more annoyance by the breeze |
| 103002 | Than by the tiger; but when the splitting ... |
| 103003 | Makes flexible the knees of knotted oaks, |
| 103004 | And flies fled under shade-why, then the t... |
| 103005 | As rous'd with rage, with rage doth sympat... |
| 103006 | And with an accent tun'd in self-same key |
| 103007 | Retorts to chiding fortune. |
| 103008 | ULYSSES. Agamemnon, |
| 103009 | Thou great commander, nerve and bone of Gr... |
| 103010 | Heart of our numbers, soul and only spirit |
| 103011 | In whom the tempers and the minds of all |
| 103012 | Should be shut up-hear what Ulysses speaks. |
| 103013 | Besides the applause and approbation |
| 103014 | The which, [To AGAMEMNON] most mighty, for... |
| 103015 | [To NESTOR] And, thou most reverend, for t... |
| 103016 | I give to both your speeches- which were such |
| 103017 | As Agamemnon and the hand of Greece |
| 103018 | Should hold up high in brass; and such again |
| 103019 | As venerable Nestor, hatch'd in silver, |
| 103020 | Should with a bond of air, strong as the a... |
| 103021 | On which heaven rides, knit all the Greeki... |
| 103022 | To his experienc'd tongue-yet let it pleas... |
| 103023 | Thou great, and wise, to hear Ulysses speak. |
| 103024 | AGAMEMNON. Speak, Prince of Ithaca; and be't... |
| 103025 | That matter needless, of importless burden, |
| 103026 | Divide thy lips than we are confident, |
| 103027 | When rank Thersites opes his mastic jaws, |
| 103028 | We shall hear music, wit, and oracle. |
| 103029 | ULYSSES. Troy, yet upon his basis, had been ... |
| 103030 | And the great Hector's sword had lack'd a ... |
| 103031 | But for these instances: |
| 103032 | The specialty of rule hath been neglected; |
| 103033 | And look how many Grecian tents do stand |
| 103034 | Hollow upon this plain, so many hollow fac... |
| 103035 | When that the general is not like the hive, |
| 103036 | To whom the foragers shall all repair, |
| 103037 | What honey is expected? Degree being vizar... |
| 103038 | Th' unworthiest shows as fairly in the mask. |
| 103039 | The heavens themselves, the planets, and t... |
| 103040 | Observe degree, priority, and place, |
| 103041 | Insisture, course, proportion, season, form, |
| 103042 | Office, and custom, in all line of order; |
| 103043 | And therefore is the glorious planet Sol |
| 103044 | In noble eminence enthron'd and spher'd |
| 103045 | Amidst the other, whose med'cinable eye |
| 103046 | Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil, |
| 103047 | And posts, like the commandment of a king, |
| 103048 | Sans check, to good and bad. But when the ... |
| 103049 | In evil mixture to disorder wander, |
| 103050 | What plagues and what portents, what mutiny, |
| 103051 | What raging of the sea, shaking of earth, |
| 103052 | Commotion in the winds! Frights, changes, ... |
| 103053 | Divert and crack, rend and deracinate, |
| 103054 | The unity and married calm of states |
| 103055 | Quite from their fixture! O, when degree i... |
| 103056 | Which is the ladder of all high designs, |
| 103057 | The enterprise is sick! How could communit... |
| 103058 | Degrees in schools, and brotherhoods in ci... |
| 103059 | Peaceful commerce from dividable shores, |
| 103060 | The primogenity and due of birth, |
| 103061 | Prerogative of age, crowns, sceptres, laur... |
| 103062 | But by degree, stand in authentic place? |
| 103063 | Take but degree away, untune that string, |
| 103064 | And hark what discord follows! Each thing ... |
| 103065 | In mere oppugnancy: the bounded waters |
| 103066 | Should lift their bosoms higher than the s... |
| 103067 | And make a sop of all this solid globe; |
| 103068 | Strength should be lord of imbecility, |
| 103069 | And the rude son should strike his father ... |
| 103070 | Force should be right; or, rather, right a... |
| 103071 | Between whose endless jar justice resides- |
| 103072 | Should lose their names, and so should jus... |
| 103073 | Then everything includes itself in power, |
| 103074 | Power into will, will into appetite; |
| 103075 | And appetite, an universal wolf, |
| 103076 | So doubly seconded with will and power, |
| 103077 | Must make perforce an universal prey, |
| 103078 | And last eat up himself. Great Agamemnon, |
| 103079 | This chaos, when degree is suffocate, |
| 103080 | Follows the choking. |
| 103081 | And this neglection of degree it is |
| 103082 | That by a pace goes backward, with a purpose |
| 103083 | It hath to climb. The general's disdain'd |
| 103084 | By him one step below, he by the next, |
| 103085 | That next by him beneath; so ever step, |
| 103086 | Exampl'd by the first pace that is sick |
| 103087 | Of his superior, grows to an envious fever |
| 103088 | Of pale and bloodless emulation. |
| 103089 | And 'tis this fever that keeps Troy on foo... |
| 103090 | Not her own sinews. To end a tale of length, |
| 103091 | Troy in our weakness stands, not in her st... |
| 103092 | NESTOR. Most wisely hath Ulysses here discov... |
| 103093 | The fever whereof all our power is sick. |
| 103094 | AGAMEMNON. The nature of the sickness found,... |
| 103095 | What is the remedy? |
| 103096 | ULYSSES. The great Achilles, whom opinion cr... |
| 103097 | The sinew and the forehand of our host, |
| 103098 | Having his ear full of his airy fame, |
| 103099 | Grows dainty of his worth, and in his tent |
| 103100 | Lies mocking our designs; with him Patroclus |
| 103101 | Upon a lazy bed the livelong day |
| 103102 | Breaks scurril jests; |
| 103103 | And with ridiculous and awkward action- |
| 103104 | Which, slanderer, he imitation calls- |
| 103105 | He pageants us. Sometime, great Agamemnon, |
| 103106 | Thy topless deputation he puts on; |
| 103107 | And like a strutting player whose conceit |
| 103108 | Lies in his hamstring, and doth think it rich |
| 103109 | To hear the wooden dialogue and sound |
| 103110 | 'Twixt his stretch'd footing and the scaff... |
| 103111 | Such to-be-pitied and o'er-wrested seeming |
| 103112 | He acts thy greatness in; and when he speaks |
| 103113 | 'Tis like a chime a-mending; with terms un... |
| 103114 | Which, from the tongue of roaring Typhon d... |
| 103115 | Would seem hyperboles. At this fusty stuff |
| 103116 | The large Achilles, on his press'd bed lol... |
| 103117 | From his deep chest laughs out a loud appl... |
| 103118 | Cries 'Excellent! 'tis Agamemnon just. |
| 103119 | Now play me Nestor; hem, and stroke thy be... |
| 103120 | As he being drest to some oration.' |
| 103121 | That's done-as near as the extremest ends |
| 103122 | Of parallels, as like Vulcan and his wife; |
| 103123 | Yet god Achilles still cries 'Excellent! |
| 103124 | 'Tis Nestor right. Now play him me, Patroc... |
| 103125 | Arming to answer in a night alarm.' |
| 103126 | And then, forsooth, the faint defects of age |
| 103127 | Must be the scene of mirth: to cough and spit |
| 103128 | And, with a palsy-fumbling on his gorget, |
| 103129 | Shake in and out the rivet. And at this sp... |
| 103130 | Sir Valour dies; cries 'O, enough, Patroclus; |
| 103131 | Or give me ribs of steel! I shall split all |
| 103132 | In pleasure of my spleen.' And in this fas... |
| 103133 | All our abilities, gifts, natures, shapes, |
| 103134 | Severals and generals of grace exact, |
| 103135 | Achievements, plots, orders, preventions, |
| 103136 | Excitements to the field or speech for truce, |
| 103137 | Success or loss, what is or is not, serves |
| 103138 | As stuff for these two to make paradoxes. |
| 103139 | NESTOR. And in the imitation of these twain- |
| 103140 | Who, as Ulysses says, opinion crowns |
| 103141 | With an imperial voice-many are infect. |
| 103142 | Ajax is grown self-will'd and bears his head |
| 103143 | In such a rein, in full as proud a place |
| 103144 | As broad Achilles; keeps his tent like him; |
| 103145 | Makes factious feasts; rails on our state ... |
| 103146 | Bold as an oracle, and sets Thersites, |
| 103147 | A slave whose gall coins slanders like a m... |
| 103148 | To match us in comparisons with dirt, |
| 103149 | To weaken and discredit our exposure, |
| 103150 | How rank soever rounded in with danger. |
| 103151 | ULYSSES. They tax our policy and call it cow... |
| 103152 | Count wisdom as no member of the war, |
| 103153 | Forestall prescience, and esteem no act |
| 103154 | But that of hand. The still and mental parts |
| 103155 | That do contrive how many hands shall strike |
| 103156 | When fitness calls them on, and know, by m... |
| 103157 | Of their observant toil, the enemies' weight- |
| 103158 | Why, this hath not a finger's dignity: |
| 103159 | They call this bed-work, mapp'ry, closet-war; |
| 103160 | So that the ram that batters down the wall, |
| 103161 | For the great swinge and rudeness of his p... |
| 103162 | They place before his hand that made the e... |
| 103163 | Or those that with the fineness of their s... |
| 103164 | By reason guide his execution. |
| 103165 | NESTOR. Let this be granted, and Achilles' h... |
| 103166 | Makes many Thetis' sons. ... |
| 103167 | AGAMEMNON. What trumpet? Look, Menelaus. |
| 103168 | MENELAUS. From Troy. |
| 103169 | Enter AENEAS |
| 103170 | AGAMEMNON. What would you fore our tent? |
| 103171 | AENEAS. Is this great Agamemnon's tent, I pr... |
| 103172 | AGAMEMNON. Even this. |
| 103173 | AENEAS. May one that is a herald and a prince |
| 103174 | Do a fair message to his kingly eyes? |
| 103175 | AGAMEMNON. With surety stronger than Achille... |
| 103176 | Fore all the Greekish heads, which with on... |
| 103177 | Call Agamemnon head and general. |
| 103178 | AENEAS. Fair leave and large security. How may |
| 103179 | A stranger to those most imperial looks |
| 103180 | Know them from eyes of other mortals? |
| 103181 | AGAMEMNON. How? |
| 103182 | AENEAS. Ay; |
| 103183 | I ask, that I might waken reverence, |
| 103184 | And bid the cheek be ready with a blush |
| 103185 | Modest as Morning when she coldly eyes |
| 103186 | The youthful Phoebus. |
| 103187 | Which is that god in office, guiding men? |
| 103188 | Which is the high and mighty Agamemnon? |
| 103189 | AGAMEMNON. This Troyan scorns us, or the men... |
| 103190 | Are ceremonious courtiers. |
| 103191 | AENEAS. Courtiers as free, as debonair, unar... |
| 103192 | As bending angels; that's their fame in pe... |
| 103193 | But when they would seem soldiers, they ha... |
| 103194 | Good arms, strong joints, true swords; and... |
| 103195 | Nothing so full of heart. But peace, Aeneas, |
| 103196 | Peace, Troyan; lay thy finger on thy lips. |
| 103197 | The worthiness of praise distains his worth, |
| 103198 | If that the prais'd himself bring the prai... |
| 103199 | But what the repining enemy commends, |
| 103200 | That breath fame blows; that praise, sole ... |
| 103201 | AGAMEMNON. Sir, you of Troy, call you yourse... |
| 103202 | AENEAS. Ay, Greek, that is my name. |
| 103203 | AGAMEMNON. What's your affair, I pray you? |
| 103204 | AENEAS. Sir, pardon; 'tis for Agamemnon's ears. |
| 103205 | AGAMEMNON. He hears nought privately that co... |
| 103206 | AENEAS. Nor I from Troy come not to whisper ... |
| 103207 | I bring a trumpet to awake his ear, |
| 103208 | To set his sense on the attentive bent, |
| 103209 | And then to speak. |
| 103210 | AGAMEMNON. Speak frankly as the wind; |
| 103211 | It is not Agamemnon's sleeping hour. |
| 103212 | That thou shalt know, Troyan, he is awake, |
| 103213 | He tells thee so himself. |
| 103214 | AENEAS. Trumpet, blow loud, |
| 103215 | Send thy brass voice through all these laz... |
| 103216 | And every Greek of mettle, let him know |
| 103217 | What Troy means fairly shall be spoke aloud. |
| 103218 | ... |
| 103219 | We have, great Agamemnon, here in Troy |
| 103220 | A prince called Hector-Priam is his father- |
| 103221 | Who in this dull and long-continued truce |
| 103222 | Is resty grown; he bade me take a trumpet |
| 103223 | And to this purpose speak: Kings, princes,... |
| 103224 | If there be one among the fair'st of Greece |
| 103225 | That holds his honour higher than his ease, |
| 103226 | That seeks his praise more than he fears h... |
| 103227 | That knows his valour and knows not his fe... |
| 103228 | That loves his mistress more than in confe... |
| 103229 | With truant vows to her own lips he loves, |
| 103230 | And dare avow her beauty and her worth |
| 103231 | In other arms than hers-to him this challe... |
| 103232 | Hector, in view of Troyans and of Greeks, |
| 103233 | Shall make it good or do his best to do it: |
| 103234 | He hath a lady wiser, fairer, truer, |
| 103235 | Than ever Greek did couple in his arms; |
| 103236 | And will to-morrow with his trumpet call |
| 103237 | Mid-way between your tents and walls of Troy |
| 103238 | To rouse a Grecian that is true in love. |
| 103239 | If any come, Hector shall honour him; |
| 103240 | If none, he'll say in Troy, when he retires, |
| 103241 | The Grecian dames are sunburnt and not worth |
| 103242 | The splinter of a lance. Even so much. |
| 103243 | AGAMEMNON. This shall be told our lovers, Lo... |
| 103244 | If none of them have soul in such a kind, |
| 103245 | We left them all at home. But we are soldi... |
| 103246 | And may that soldier a mere recreant prove |
| 103247 | That means not, hath not, or is not in lov... |
| 103248 | If then one is, or hath, or means to be, |
| 103249 | That one meets Hector; if none else, I am he. |
| 103250 | NESTOR. Tell him of Nestor, one that was a man |
| 103251 | When Hector's grandsire suck'd. He is old ... |
| 103252 | But if there be not in our Grecian mould |
| 103253 | One noble man that hath one spark of fire |
| 103254 | To answer for his love, tell him from me |
| 103255 | I'll hide my silver beard in a gold beaver, |
| 103256 | And in my vantbrace put this wither'd brawn, |
| 103257 | And, meeting him, will tell him that my lady |
| 103258 | Was fairer than his grandame, and as chaste |
| 103259 | As may be in the world. His youth in flood, |
| 103260 | I'll prove this truth with my three drops ... |
| 103261 | AENEAS. Now heavens forfend such scarcity of... |
| 103262 | ULYSSES. Amen. |
| 103263 | AGAMEMNON. Fair Lord Aeneas, let me touch yo... |
| 103264 | To our pavilion shall I lead you, first. |
| 103265 | Achilles shall have word of this intent; |
| 103266 | So shall each lord of Greece, from tent to... |
| 103267 | Yourself shall feast with us before you go, |
| 103268 | And find the welcome of a noble foe. |
| 103269 | Exeunt all... |
| 103270 | ULYSSES. Nestor! |
| 103271 | NESTOR. What says Ulysses? |
| 103272 | ULYSSES. I have a young conception in my brain; |
| 103273 | Be you my time to bring it to some shape. |
| 103274 | NESTOR. What is't? |
| 103275 | ULYSSES. This 'tis: |
| 103276 | Blunt wedges rive hard knots. The seeded p... |
| 103277 | That hath to this maturity blown up |
| 103278 | In rank Achilles must or now be cropp'd |
| 103279 | Or, shedding, breed a nursery of like evil |
| 103280 | To overbulk us all. |
| 103281 | NESTOR. Well, and how? |
| 103282 | ULYSSES. This challenge that the gallant Hec... |
| 103283 | However it is spread in general name, |
| 103284 | Relates in purpose only to Achilles. |
| 103285 | NESTOR. True. The purpose is perspicuous eve... |
| 103286 | Whose grossness little characters sum up; |
| 103287 | And, in the publication, make no strain |
| 103288 | But that Achilles, were his brain as barren |
| 103289 | As banks of Libya-though, Apollo knows, |
| 103290 | 'Tis dry enough-will with great speed of j... |
| 103291 | Ay, with celerity, find Hector's purpose |
| 103292 | Pointing on him. |
| 103293 | ULYSSES. And wake him to the answer, think you? |
| 103294 | NESTOR. Why, 'tis most meet. Who may you els... |
| 103295 | That can from Hector bring those honours off, |
| 103296 | If not Achilles? Though 't be a sportful c... |
| 103297 | Yet in this trial much opinion dwells; |
| 103298 | For here the Troyans taste our dear'st repute |
| 103299 | With their fin'st palate; and trust to me,... |
| 103300 | Our imputation shall be oddly pois'd |
| 103301 | In this vile action; for the success, |
| 103302 | Although particular, shall give a scantling |
| 103303 | Of good or bad unto the general; |
| 103304 | And in such indexes, although small pricks |
| 103305 | To their subsequent volumes, there is seen |
| 103306 | The baby figure of the giant mas |
| 103307 | Of things to come at large. It is suppos'd |
| 103308 | He that meets Hector issues from our choice; |
| 103309 | And choice, being mutual act of all our so... |
| 103310 | Makes merit her election, and doth boil, |
| 103311 | As 'twere from forth us all, a man distill'd |
| 103312 | Out of our virtues; who miscarrying, |
| 103313 | What heart receives from hence a conquerin... |
| 103314 | To steel a strong opinion to themselves? |
| 103315 | Which entertain'd, limbs are his instruments, |
| 103316 | In no less working than are swords and bows |
| 103317 | Directive by the limbs. |
| 103318 | ULYSSES. Give pardon to my speech. |
| 103319 | Therefore 'tis meet Achilles meet not Hector. |
| 103320 | Let us, like merchants, show our foulest w... |
| 103321 | And think perchance they'll sell; if not, ... |
| 103322 | Of the better yet to show shall show the b... |
| 103323 | By showing the worst first. Do not consent |
| 103324 | That ever Hector and Achilles meet; |
| 103325 | For both our honour and our shame in this |
| 103326 | Are dogg'd with two strange followers. |
| 103327 | NESTOR. I see them not with my old eyes. Wha... |
| 103328 | ULYSSES. What glory our Achilles shares from... |
| 103329 | Were he not proud, we all should wear with... |
| 103330 | But he already is too insolent; |
| 103331 | And it were better parch in Afric sun |
| 103332 | Than in the pride and salt scorn of his eyes, |
| 103333 | Should he scape Hector fair. If he were fo... |
| 103334 | Why, then we do our main opinion crush |
| 103335 | In taint of our best man. No, make a lott'ry; |
| 103336 | And, by device, let blockish Ajax draw |
| 103337 | The sort to fight with Hector. Among ourse... |
| 103338 | Give him allowance for the better man; |
| 103339 | For that will physic the great Myrmidon, |
| 103340 | Who broils in loud applause, and make him ... |
| 103341 | His crest, that prouder than blue Iris bends. |
| 103342 | If the dull brainless Ajax come safe off, |
| 103343 | We'll dress him up in voices; if he fail, |
| 103344 | Yet go we under our opinion still |
| 103345 | That we have better men. But, hit or miss, |
| 103346 | Our project's life this shape of sense ass... |
| 103347 | Ajax employ'd plucks down Achilles' plumes. |
| 103348 | NESTOR. Now, Ulysses, I begin to relish thy ... |
| 103349 | And I will give a taste thereof forthwith |
| 103350 | To Agamemnon. Go we to him straight. |
| 103351 | Two curs shall tame each other: pride alone |
| 103352 | Must tarre the mastiffs on, as 'twere thei... |
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| 103361 | ACT II. SCENE 1. |
| 103362 | The Grecian camp |
| 103363 | Enter Ajax and THERSITES |
| 103364 | AJAX. Thersites! |
| 103365 | THERSITES. Agamemnon-how if he had boils ful... |
| 103366 | AJAX. Thersites! |
| 103367 | THERSITES. And those boils did run-say so. D... |
| 103368 | then? Were not that a botchy core? |
| 103369 | AJAX. Dog! |
| 103370 | THERSITES. Then there would come some matter... |
| 103371 | I see none now. |
| 103372 | AJAX. Thou bitch-wolf's son, canst thou not ... |
| 103373 | ... |
| 103374 | THERSITES. The plague of Greece upon thee, t... |
| 103375 | lord! |
| 103376 | AJAX. Speak, then, thou whinid'st leaven, sp... |
| 103377 | into handsomeness. |
| 103378 | THERSITES. I shall sooner rail thee into wit... |
| 103379 | think thy horse will sooner con an oration... |
| 103380 | prayer without book. Thou canst strike, ca... |
| 103381 | o' thy jade's tricks! |
| 103382 | AJAX. Toadstool, learn me the proclamation. |
| 103383 | THERSITES. Dost thou think I have no sense, ... |
| 103384 | AJAX. The proclamation! |
| 103385 | THERSITES. Thou art proclaim'd, a fool, I th... |
| 103386 | AJAX. Do not, porpentine, do not; my fingers... |
| 103387 | THERSITES. I would thou didst itch from head... |
| 103388 | scratching of thee; I would make thee the ... |
| 103389 | Greece. When thou art forth in the incursi... |
| 103390 | slow as another. |
| 103391 | AJAX. I say, the proclamation. |
| 103392 | THERSITES. Thou grumblest and railest every ... |
| 103393 | thou art as full of envy at his greatness ... |
| 103394 | Proserpina's beauty-ay, that thou bark'st ... |
| 103395 | AJAX. Mistress Thersites! |
| 103396 | THERSITES. Thou shouldst strike him. |
| 103397 | AJAX. Cobloaf! |
| 103398 | THERSITES. He would pun thee into shivers wi... |
| 103399 | sailor breaks a biscuit. |
| 103400 | AJAX. You whoreson cur! ... |
| 103401 | THERSITES. Do, do. |
| 103402 | AJAX. Thou stool for a witch! |
| 103403 | THERSITES. Ay, do, do; thou sodden-witted lo... |
| 103404 | brain than I have in mine elbows; an assin... |
| 103405 | scurvy valiant ass! Thou art here but to t... |
| 103406 | art bought and sold among those of any wit... |
| 103407 | slave. If thou use to beat me, I will begi... |
| 103408 | what thou art by inches, thou thing of no ... |
| 103409 | AJAX. You dog! |
| 103410 | THERSITES. You scurvy lord! |
| 103411 | AJAX. You cur! ... |
| 103412 | THERSITES. Mars his idiot! Do, rudeness; do,... |
| 103413 | Enter ACHILLES and PATROCLUS |
| 103414 | ACHILLES. Why, how now, Ajax! Wherefore do y... |
| 103415 | How now, Thersites! What's the matter, man? |
| 103416 | THERSITES. You see him there, do you? |
| 103417 | ACHILLES. Ay; what's the matter? |
| 103418 | THERSITES. Nay, look upon him. |
| 103419 | ACHILLES. So I do. What's the matter? |
| 103420 | THERSITES. Nay, but regard him well. |
| 103421 | ACHILLES. Well! why, so I do. |
| 103422 | THERSITES. But yet you look not well upon hi... |
| 103423 | you take him to be, he is Ajax. |
| 103424 | ACHILLES. I know that, fool. |
| 103425 | THERSITES. Ay, but that fool knows not himself. |
| 103426 | AJAX. Therefore I beat thee. |
| 103427 | THERSITES. Lo, lo, lo, lo, what modicums of ... |
| 103428 | evasions have ears thus long. I have bobb'... |
| 103429 | he has beat my bones. I will buy nine spar... |
| 103430 | his pia mater is not worth the ninth part ... |
| 103431 | lord, Achilles, Ajax-who wears his wit in ... |
| 103432 | in his head-I'll tell you what I say of him. |
| 103433 | ACHILLES. What? |
| 103434 | THERSITES. I say this Ajax- [AJA... |
| 103435 | ACHILLES. Nay, good Ajax. |
| 103436 | THERSITES. Has not so much wit- |
| 103437 | ACHILLES. Nay, I must hold you. |
| 103438 | THERSITES. As will stop the eye of Helen's n... |
| 103439 | comes to fight. |
| 103440 | ACHILLES. Peace, fool. |
| 103441 | THERSITES. I would have peace and quietness,... |
| 103442 | he there; that he; look you there. |
| 103443 | AJAX. O thou damned cur! I shall- |
| 103444 | ACHILLES. Will you set your wit to a fool's? |
| 103445 | THERSITES. No, I warrant you, the fool's wil... |
| 103446 | PATROCLUS. Good words, Thersites. |
| 103447 | ACHILLES. What's the quarrel? |
| 103448 | AJAX. I bade the vile owl go learn me the te... |
| 103449 | proclamation, and he rails upon me. |
| 103450 | THERSITES. I serve thee not. |
| 103451 | AJAX. Well, go to, go to. |
| 103452 | THERSITES. I serve here voluntary. |
| 103453 | ACHILLES. Your last service was suff'rance; ... |
| 103454 | man is beaten voluntary. Ajax was here the... |
| 103455 | under an impress. |
| 103456 | THERSITES. E'en so; a great deal of your wit... |
| 103457 | sinews, or else there be liars. Hector sha... |
| 103458 | an he knock out either of your brains: 'a ... |
| 103459 | fusty nut with no kernel. |
| 103460 | ACHILLES. What, with me too, Thersites? |
| 103461 | THERSITES. There's Ulysses and old Nestor-wh... |
| 103462 | your grandsires had nails on their toes-yo... |
| 103463 | oxen, and make you plough up the wars. |
| 103464 | ACHILLES. What, what? |
| 103465 | THERSITES. Yes, good sooth. To Achilles, to ... |
| 103466 | AJAX. I shall cut out your tongue. |
| 103467 | THERSITES. 'Tis no matter; I shall speak as ... |
| 103468 | afterwards. |
| 103469 | PATROCLUS. No more words, Thersites; peace! |
| 103470 | THERSITES. I will hold my peace when Achille... |
| 103471 | I? |
| 103472 | ACHILLES. There's for you, Patroclus. |
| 103473 | THERSITES. I will see you hang'd like clotpo... |
| 103474 | to your tents. I will keep where there is ... |
| 103475 | the faction of fools. ... |
| 103476 | PATROCLUS. A good riddance. |
| 103477 | ACHILLES. Marry, this, sir, is proclaim'd th... |
| 103478 | That Hector, by the fifth hour of the sun, |
| 103479 | Will with a trumpet 'twixt our tents and T... |
| 103480 | To-morrow morning, call some knight to arms |
| 103481 | That hath a stomach; and such a one that dare |
| 103482 | Maintain I know not what; 'tis trash. Fare... |
| 103483 | AJAX. Farewell. Who shall answer him? |
| 103484 | ACHILLES. I know not; 'tis put to lott'ry. O... |
| 103485 | man. |
| 103486 | AJAX. O, meaning you! I will go learn more o... |
| 103487 | ACT II. SCENE 2. |
| 103488 | Troy. PRIAM'S palace |
| 103489 | Enter PRIAM, HECTOR, TROILUS, PARIS, and HELENUS |
| 103490 | PRIAM. After so many hours, lives, speeches,... |
| 103491 | Thus once again says Nestor from the Greeks: |
| 103492 | 'Deliver Helen, and all damage else- |
| 103493 | As honour, loss of time, travail, expense, |
| 103494 | Wounds, friends, and what else dear that i... |
| 103495 | In hot digestion of this cormorant war- |
| 103496 | Shall be struck off.' Hector, what say you... |
| 103497 | HECTOR. Though no man lesser fears the Greek... |
| 103498 | As far as toucheth my particular, |
| 103499 | Yet, dread Priam, |
| 103500 | There is no lady of more softer bowels, |
| 103501 | More spongy to suck in the sense of fear, |
| 103502 | More ready to cry out 'Who knows what foll... |
| 103503 | Than Hector is. The wound of peace is surety, |
| 103504 | Surety secure; but modest doubt is call'd |
| 103505 | The beacon of the wise, the tent that sear... |
| 103506 | To th' bottom of the worst. Let Helen go. |
| 103507 | Since the first sword was drawn about this... |
| 103508 | Every tithe soul 'mongst many thousand dismes |
| 103509 | Hath been as dear as Helen-I mean, of ours. |
| 103510 | If we have lost so many tenths of ours |
| 103511 | To guard a thing not ours, nor worth to us, |
| 103512 | Had it our name, the value of one ten, |
| 103513 | What merit's in that reason which denies |
| 103514 | The yielding of her up? |
| 103515 | TROILUS. Fie, fie, my brother! |
| 103516 | Weigh you the worth and honour of a king, |
| 103517 | So great as our dread father's, in a scale |
| 103518 | Of common ounces? Will you with counters sum |
| 103519 | The past-proportion of his infinite, |
| 103520 | And buckle in a waist most fathomless |
| 103521 | With spans and inches so diminutive |
| 103522 | As fears and reasons? Fie, for godly shame! |
| 103523 | HELENUS. No marvel though you bite so sharp ... |
| 103524 | You are so empty of them. Should not our f... |
| 103525 | Bear the great sway of his affairs with re... |
| 103526 | Because your speech hath none that tells h... |
| 103527 | TROILUS. You are for dreams and slumbers, br... |
| 103528 | You fur your gloves with reason. Here are ... |
| 103529 | You know an enemy intends you harm; |
| 103530 | You know a sword employ'd is perilous, |
| 103531 | And reason flies the object of all harm. |
| 103532 | Who marvels, then, when Helenus beholds |
| 103533 | A Grecian and his sword, if he do set |
| 103534 | The very wings of reason to his heels |
| 103535 | And fly like chidden Mercury from Jove, |
| 103536 | Or like a star disorb'd? Nay, if we talk o... |
| 103537 | Let's shut our gates and sleep. Manhood an... |
| 103538 | Should have hare hearts, would they but fa... |
| 103539 | With this cramm'd reason. Reason and respect |
| 103540 | Make livers pale and lustihood deject. |
| 103541 | HECTOR. Brother, she is not worth what she d... |
| 103542 | The keeping. |
| 103543 | TROILUS. What's aught but as 'tis valued? |
| 103544 | HECTOR. But value dwells not in particular w... |
| 103545 | It holds his estimate and dignity |
| 103546 | As well wherein 'tis precious of itself |
| 103547 | As in the prizer. 'Tis mad idolatry |
| 103548 | To make the service greater than the god-I |
| 103549 | And the will dotes that is attributive |
| 103550 | To what infectiously itself affects, |
| 103551 | Without some image of th' affected merit. |
| 103552 | TROILUS. I take to-day a wife, and my election |
| 103553 | Is led on in the conduct of my will; |
| 103554 | My will enkindled by mine eyes and ears, |
| 103555 | Two traded pilots 'twixt the dangerous shores |
| 103556 | Of will and judgment: how may I avoid, |
| 103557 | Although my will distaste what it elected, |
| 103558 | The wife I chose? There can be no evasion |
| 103559 | To blench from this and to stand firm by h... |
| 103560 | We turn not back the silks upon the merchant |
| 103561 | When we have soil'd them; nor the remainde... |
| 103562 | We do not throw in unrespective sieve, |
| 103563 | Because we now are full. It was thought meet |
| 103564 | Paris should do some vengeance on the Greeks; |
| 103565 | Your breath with full consent benied his s... |
| 103566 | The seas and winds, old wranglers, took a ... |
| 103567 | And did him service. He touch'd the ports ... |
| 103568 | And for an old aunt whom the Greeks held c... |
| 103569 | He brought a Grecian queen, whose youth an... |
| 103570 | Wrinkles Apollo's, and makes stale the mor... |
| 103571 | Why keep we her? The Grecians keep our aunt. |
| 103572 | Is she worth keeping? Why, she is a pearl |
| 103573 | Whose price hath launch'd above a thousand... |
| 103574 | And turn'd crown'd kings to merchants. |
| 103575 | If you'll avouch 'twas wisdom Paris went- |
| 103576 | As you must needs, for you all cried 'Go, ... |
| 103577 | If you'll confess he brought home worthy p... |
| 103578 | As you must needs, for you all clapp'd you... |
| 103579 | And cried 'Inestimable!' -why do you now |
| 103580 | The issue of your proper wisdoms rate, |
| 103581 | And do a deed that never fortune did- |
| 103582 | Beggar the estimation which you priz'd |
| 103583 | Richer than sea and land? O theft most base, |
| 103584 | That we have stol'n what we do fear to keep! |
| 103585 | But thieves unworthy of a thing so stol'n |
| 103586 | That in their country did them that disgra... |
| 103587 | We fear to warrant in our native place! |
| 103588 | CASSANDRA. [Within] Cry, Troyans, cry. |
| 103589 | PRIAM. What noise, what shriek is this? |
| 103590 | TROILUS. 'Tis our mad sister; I do know her ... |
| 103591 | CASSANDRA. [Within] Cry, Troyans. |
| 103592 | HECTOR. It is Cassandra. |
| 103593 | Enter CASSANDRA, raving |
| 103594 | CASSANDRA. Cry, Troyans, cry. Lend me ten th... |
| 103595 | And I will fill them with prophetic tears. |
| 103596 | HECTOR. Peace, sister, peace. |
| 103597 | CASSANDRA. Virgins and boys, mid-age and wri... |
| 103598 | Soft infancy, that nothing canst but cry, |
| 103599 | Add to my clamours. Let us pay betimes |
| 103600 | A moiety of that mass of moan to come. |
| 103601 | Cry, Troyans, cry. Practise your eyes with... |
| 103602 | Troy must not be, nor goodly Ilion stand; |
| 103603 | Our firebrand brother, Paris, burns us all. |
| 103604 | Cry, Troyans, cry, A Helen and a woe! |
| 103605 | Cry, cry. Troy burns, or else let Helen go... |
| 103606 | HECTOR. Now, youthful Troilus, do not these ... |
| 103607 | Of divination in our sister work |
| 103608 | Some touches of remorse, or is your blood |
| 103609 | So madly hot that no discourse of reason, |
| 103610 | Nor fear of bad success in a bad cause, |
| 103611 | Can qualify the same? |
| 103612 | TROILUS. Why, brother Hector, |
| 103613 | We may not think the justness of each act |
| 103614 | Such and no other than event doth form it; |
| 103615 | Nor once deject the courage of our minds |
| 103616 | Because Cassandra's mad. Her brain-sick ra... |
| 103617 | Cannot distaste the goodness of a quarrel |
| 103618 | Which hath our several honours all engag'd |
| 103619 | To make it gracious. For my private part, |
| 103620 | I am no more touch'd than all Priam's sons; |
| 103621 | And Jove forbid there should be done among... |
| 103622 | Such things as might offend the weakest sp... |
| 103623 | To fight for and maintain. |
| 103624 | PARIS. Else might the world convince of levi... |
| 103625 | As well my undertakings as your counsels; |
| 103626 | But I attest the gods, your full consent |
| 103627 | Gave wings to my propension, and cut of |
| 103628 | All fears attending on so dire a project. |
| 103629 | For what, alas, can these my single arms? |
| 103630 | What propugnation is in one man's valour |
| 103631 | To stand the push and enmity of those |
| 103632 | This quarrel would excite? Yet, I protest, |
| 103633 | Were I alone to pass the difficulties, |
| 103634 | And had as ample power as I have will, |
| 103635 | Paris should ne'er retract what he hath done |
| 103636 | Nor faint in the pursuit. |
| 103637 | PRIAM. Paris, you speak |
| 103638 | Like one besotted on your sweet delights. |
| 103639 | You have the honey still, but these the gall; |
| 103640 | So to be valiant is no praise at all. |
| 103641 | PARIS. Sir, I propose not merely to myself |
| 103642 | The pleasures such a beauty brings with it; |
| 103643 | But I would have the soil of her fair rape |
| 103644 | Wip'd off in honourable keeping her. |
| 103645 | What treason were it to the ransack'd queen, |
| 103646 | Disgrace to your great worths, and shame t... |
| 103647 | Now to deliver her possession up |
| 103648 | On terms of base compulsion! Can it be |
| 103649 | That so degenerate a strain as this |
| 103650 | Should once set footing in your generous b... |
| 103651 | There's not the meanest spirit on our party |
| 103652 | Without a heart to dare or sword to draw |
| 103653 | When Helen is defended; nor none so noble |
| 103654 | Whose life were ill bestow'd or death unfam'd |
| 103655 | Where Helen is the subject. Then, I say, |
| 103656 | Well may we fight for her whom we know well |
| 103657 | The world's large spaces cannot parallel. |
| 103658 | HECTOR. Paris and Troilus, you have both sai... |
| 103659 | And on the cause and question now in hand |
| 103660 | Have gloz'd, but superficially; not much |
| 103661 | Unlike young men, whom Aristode thought |
| 103662 | Unfit to hear moral philosophy. |
| 103663 | The reasons you allege do more conduce |
| 103664 | To the hot passion of distemp'red blood |
| 103665 | Than to make up a free determination |
| 103666 | 'Twixt right and wrong; for pleasure and r... |
| 103667 | Have ears more deaf than adders to the voice |
| 103668 | Of any true decision. Nature craves |
| 103669 | All dues be rend'red to their owners. Now, |
| 103670 | What nearer debt in all humanity |
| 103671 | Than wife is to the husband? If this law |
| 103672 | Of nature be corrupted through affection; |
| 103673 | And that great minds, of partial indulgence |
| 103674 | To their benumbed wills, resist the same; |
| 103675 | There is a law in each well-order'd nation |
| 103676 | To curb those raging appetites that are |
| 103677 | Most disobedient and refractory. |
| 103678 | If Helen, then, be wife to Sparta's king- |
| 103679 | As it is known she is-these moral laws |
| 103680 | Of nature and of nations speak aloud |
| 103681 | To have her back return'd. Thus to persist |
| 103682 | In doing wrong extenuates not wrong, |
| 103683 | But makes it much more heavy. Hector's opi... |
| 103684 | Is this, in way of truth. Yet, ne'er the l... |
| 103685 | My spritely brethren, I propend to you |
| 103686 | In resolution to keep Helen still; |
| 103687 | For 'tis a cause that hath no mean dependence |
| 103688 | Upon our joint and several dignities. |
| 103689 | TROILUS. Why, there you touch'd the life of ... |
| 103690 | Were it not glory that we more affected |
| 103691 | Than the performance of our heaving spleens, |
| 103692 | I would not wish a drop of Troyan blood |
| 103693 | Spent more in her defence. But, worthy Hec... |
| 103694 | She is a theme of honour and renown, |
| 103695 | A spur to valiant and magnanimous deeds, |
| 103696 | Whose present courage may beat down our foes, |
| 103697 | And fame in time to come canonize us; |
| 103698 | For I presume brave Hector would not lose |
| 103699 | So rich advantage of a promis'd glory |
| 103700 | As smiles upon the forehead of this action |
| 103701 | For the wide world's revenue. |
| 103702 | HECTOR. I am yours, |
| 103703 | You valiant offspring of great Priamus. |
| 103704 | I have a roisting challenge sent amongst |
| 103705 | The dull and factious nobles of the Greeks |
| 103706 | Will strike amazement to their drowsy spir... |
| 103707 | I was advertis'd their great general slept, |
| 103708 | Whilst emulation in the army crept. |
| 103709 | This, I presume, will wake him. ... |
| 103710 | ACT II. SCENE 3. |
| 103711 | The Grecian camp. Before the tent of ACHILLES |
| 103712 | Enter THERSITES, solus |
| 103713 | THERSITES. How now, Thersites! What, lost in... |
| 103714 | fury? Shall the elephant Ajax carry it thu... |
| 103715 | rail at him. O worthy satisfaction! Would ... |
| 103716 | I could beat him, whilst he rail'd at me! ... |
| 103717 | conjure and raise devils, but I'll see som... |
| 103718 | execrations. Then there's Achilles, a rare... |
| 103719 | not taken till these two undermine it, the... |
| 103720 | they fall of themselves. O thou great thun... |
| 103721 | forget that thou art Jove, the king of god... |
| 103722 | all the serpentine craft of thy caduceus, ... |
| 103723 | little little less-than-little wit from th... |
| 103724 | which short-arm'd ignorance itself knows i... |
| 103725 | it will not in circumvention deliver a fly... |
| 103726 | drawing their massy irons and cutting the ... |
| 103727 | vengeance on the whole camp! or, rather, t... |
| 103728 | bone-ache! for that, methinks, is the curs... |
| 103729 | that war for a placket. I have said my pra... |
| 103730 | say 'Amen.' What ho! my Lord Achilles! |
| 103731 | Enter PATROCLUS |
| 103732 | PATROCLUS. Who's there? Thersites! Good Ther... |
| 103733 | rail. |
| 103734 | THERSITES. If I could 'a rememb'red a gilt c... |
| 103735 | wouldst not have slipp'd out of my contemp... |
| 103736 | matter; thyself upon thyself! The common c... |
| 103737 | and ignorance, be thine in great revenue! ... |
| 103738 | a tutor, and discipline come not near thee... |
| 103739 | direction till thy death. Then if she that... |
| 103740 | thou art a fair corse, I'll be sworn and s... |
| 103741 | shrouded any but lazars. Amen. Where's Ach... |
| 103742 | PATROCLUS. What, art thou devout? Wast thou ... |
| 103743 | THERSITES. Ay, the heavens hear me! |
| 103744 | PATROCLUS. Amen. |
| 103745 | Enter ACHILLES |
| 103746 | ACHILLES. Who's there? |
| 103747 | PATROCLUS. Thersites, my lord. |
| 103748 | ACHILLES. Where, where? O, where? Art thou c... |
| 103749 | digestion, why hast thou not served thysel... |
| 103750 | many meals? Come, what's Agamemnon? |
| 103751 | THERSITES. Thy commander, Achilles. Then tel... |
| 103752 | Achilles? |
| 103753 | PATROCLUS. Thy lord, Thersites. Then tell me... |
| 103754 | Thersites? |
| 103755 | THERSITES. Thy knower, Patroclus. Then tell ... |
| 103756 | thou? |
| 103757 | PATROCLUS. Thou must tell that knowest. |
| 103758 | ACHILLES. O, tell, tell, |
| 103759 | THERSITES. I'll decline the whole question. ... |
| 103760 | Achilles; Achilles is my lord; I am Patroc... |
| 103761 | Patroclus is a fool. |
| 103762 | PATROCLUS. You rascal! |
| 103763 | THERSITES. Peace, fool! I have not done. |
| 103764 | ACHILLES. He is a privileg'd man. Proceed, T... |
| 103765 | THERSITES. Agamemnon is a fool; Achilles is ... |
| 103766 | fool; and, as aforesaid, Patroclus is a fool. |
| 103767 | ACHILLES. Derive this; come. |
| 103768 | THERSITES. Agamemnon is a fool to offer to c... |
| 103769 | Achilles is a fool to be commanded of Agam... |
| 103770 | fool to serve such a fool; and this Patroc... |
| 103771 | PATROCLUS. Why am I a fool? |
| 103772 | THERSITES. Make that demand of the Creator. ... |
| 103773 | art. Look you, who comes here? |
| 103774 | ACHILLES. Come, Patroclus, I'll speak with n... |
| 103775 | Thersites. ... |
| 103776 | THERSITES. Here is such patchery, such juggl... |
| 103777 | All the argument is a whore and a cuckold-... |
| 103778 | emulous factions and bleed to death upon. ... |
| 103779 | the subject, and war and lechery confound ... |
| 103780 | Enter AGAMEMNON, ULYSSES, NESTOR, DIO... |
| 103781 | AJAX, and CALCHAS |
| 103782 | AGAMEMNON. Where is Achilles? |
| 103783 | PATROCLUS. Within his tent; but ill-dispos'd... |
| 103784 | AGAMEMNON. Let it be known to him that we ar... |
| 103785 | He shent our messengers; and we lay by |
| 103786 | Our appertainings, visiting of him. |
| 103787 | Let him be told so; lest, perchance, he think |
| 103788 | We dare not move the question of our place |
| 103789 | Or know not what we are. |
| 103790 | PATROCLUS. I shall say so to him. ... |
| 103791 | ULYSSES. We saw him at the opening of his tent. |
| 103792 | He is not sick. |
| 103793 | AJAX. Yes, lion-sick, sick of proud heart. Y... |
| 103794 | melancholy, if you will favour the man; bu... |
| 103795 | pride. But why, why? Let him show us a cau... |
| 103796 | ... |
| 103797 | NESTOR. What moves Ajax thus to bay at him? |
| 103798 | ULYSSES. Achilles hath inveigled his fool fr... |
| 103799 | NESTOR.Who, Thersites? |
| 103800 | ULYSSES. He. |
| 103801 | NESTOR. Then will Ajax lack matter, if he ha... |
| 103802 | ULYSSES. No; you see he is his argument that... |
| 103803 | Achilles. |
| 103804 | NESTOR. All the better; their fraction is mo... |
| 103805 | faction. But it was a strong composure a f... |
| 103806 | ULYSSES. The amity that wisdom knits not, fo... |
| 103807 | Re-enter PATROCLUS |
| 103808 | Here comes Patroclus. |
| 103809 | NESTOR. No Achilles with him. |
| 103810 | ULYSSES. The elephant hath joints, but none ... |
| 103811 | are legs for necessity, not for flexure. |
| 103812 | PATROCLUS. Achilles bids me say he is much s... |
| 103813 | If any thing more than your sport and plea... |
| 103814 | Did move your greatness and this noble state |
| 103815 | To call upon him; he hopes it is no other |
| 103816 | But for your health and your digestion sake, |
| 103817 | An after-dinner's breath. |
| 103818 | AGAMEMNON. Hear you, Patroclus. |
| 103819 | We are too well acquainted with these answ... |
| 103820 | But his evasion, wing'd thus swift with sc... |
| 103821 | Cannot outfly our apprehensions. |
| 103822 | Much attribute he hath, and much the reason |
| 103823 | Why we ascribe it to him. Yet all his virt... |
| 103824 | Not virtuously on his own part beheld, |
| 103825 | Do in our eyes begin to lose their gloss; |
| 103826 | Yea, like fair fruit in an unwholesome dish, |
| 103827 | Are like to rot untasted. Go and tell him |
| 103828 | We come to speak with him; and you shall n... |
| 103829 | If you do say we think him over-proud |
| 103830 | And under-honest, in self-assumption greater |
| 103831 | Than in the note of judgment; and worthier... |
| 103832 | Here tend the savage strangeness he puts on, |
| 103833 | Disguise the holy strength of their command, |
| 103834 | And underwrite in an observing kind |
| 103835 | His humorous predominance; yea, watch |
| 103836 | His pettish lunes, his ebbs, his flows, as if |
| 103837 | The passage and whole carriage of this action |
| 103838 | Rode on his tide. Go tell him this, and ad |
| 103839 | That if he overhold his price so much |
| 103840 | We'll none of him, but let him, like an en... |
| 103841 | Not portable, lie under this report: |
| 103842 | Bring action hither; this cannot go to war. |
| 103843 | A stirring dwarf we do allowance give |
| 103844 | Before a sleeping giant. Tell him so. |
| 103845 | PATROCLUS. I shall, and bring his answer pre... |
| 103846 | AGAMEMNON. In second voice we'll not be sati... |
| 103847 | We come to speak with him. Ulysses, enter ... |
| 103848 | ... |
| 103849 | AJAX. What is he more than another? |
| 103850 | AGAMEMNON. No more than what he thinks he is. |
| 103851 | AJAX. Is he so much? Do you not think he thi... |
| 103852 | man than I am? |
| 103853 | AGAMEMNON. No question. |
| 103854 | AJAX. Will you subscribe his thought and say... |
| 103855 | AGAMEMNON. No, noble Ajax; you are as strong... |
| 103856 | no less noble, much more gentle, and altog... |
| 103857 | AJAX. Why should a man be proud? How doth pr... |
| 103858 | what pride is. |
| 103859 | AGAMEMNON. Your mind is the clearer, Ajax, a... |
| 103860 | fairer. He that is proud eats up himself. ... |
| 103861 | his own trumpet, his own chronicle; and wh... |
| 103862 | but in the deed devours the deed in the pr... |
| 103863 | Re-enter ULYSSES |
| 103864 | AJAX. I do hate a proud man as I do hate the... |
| 103865 | NESTOR. [Aside] And yet he loves himself: is... |
| 103866 | ULYSSES. Achilles will not to the field to-m... |
| 103867 | AGAMEMNON. What's his excuse? |
| 103868 | ULYSSES. He doth rely on none; |
| 103869 | But carries on the stream of his dispose, |
| 103870 | Without observance or respect of any, |
| 103871 | In will peculiar and in self-admission. |
| 103872 | AGAMEMNON. Why will he not, upon our fair re... |
| 103873 | Untent his person and share the air with us? |
| 103874 | ULYSSES. Things small as nothing, for reques... |
| 103875 | He makes important; possess'd he is with g... |
| 103876 | And speaks not to himself but with a pride |
| 103877 | That quarrels at self-breath. Imagin'd worth |
| 103878 | Holds in his blood such swol'n and hot dis... |
| 103879 | That 'twixt his mental and his active parts |
| 103880 | Kingdom'd Achilles in commotion rages, |
| 103881 | And batters down himself. What should I say? |
| 103882 | He is so plaguy proud that the death token... |
| 103883 | Cry 'No recovery.' |
| 103884 | AGAMEMNON. Let Ajax go to him. |
| 103885 | Dear lord, go you and greet him in his tent. |
| 103886 | 'Tis said he holds you well; and will be led |
| 103887 | At your request a little from himself. |
| 103888 | ULYSSES. O Agamemnon, let it not be so! |
| 103889 | We'll consecrate the steps that Ajax makes |
| 103890 | When they go from Achilles. Shall the prou... |
| 103891 | That bastes his arrogance with his own seam |
| 103892 | And never suffers matter of the world |
| 103893 | Enter his thoughts, save such as doth revolve |
| 103894 | And ruminate himself-shall he be worshipp'd |
| 103895 | Of that we hold an idol more than he? |
| 103896 | No, this thrice-worthy and right valiant lord |
| 103897 | Shall not so stale his palm, nobly acquir'd, |
| 103898 | Nor, by my will, assubjugate his merit, |
| 103899 | As amply titled as Achilles is, |
| 103900 | By going to Achilles. |
| 103901 | That were to enlard his fat-already pride, |
| 103902 | And add more coals to Cancer when he burns |
| 103903 | With entertaining great Hyperion. |
| 103904 | This lord go to him! Jupiter forbid, |
| 103905 | And say in thunder 'Achilles go to him.' |
| 103906 | NESTOR. [Aside] O, this is well! He rubs the... |
| 103907 | DIOMEDES. [Aside] And how his silence drinks... |
| 103908 | AJAX. If I go to him, with my armed fist I'l... |
| 103909 | face. |
| 103910 | AGAMEMNON. O, no, you shall not go. |
| 103911 | AJAX. An 'a be proud with me I'll pheeze his... |
| 103912 | Let me go to him. |
| 103913 | ULYSSES. Not for the worth that hangs upon o... |
| 103914 | AJAX. A paltry, insolent fellow! |
| 103915 | NESTOR. [Aside] How he describes himself! |
| 103916 | AJAX. Can he not be sociable? |
| 103917 | ULYSSES. [Aside] The raven chides blackness. |
| 103918 | AJAX. I'll let his humours blood. |
| 103919 | AGAMEMNON. [Aside] He will be the physician ... |
| 103920 | patient. |
| 103921 | AJAX. An all men were a my mind- |
| 103922 | ULYSSES. [Aside] Wit would be out of fashion. |
| 103923 | AJAX. 'A should not bear it so, 'a should ea... |
| 103924 | Shall pride carry it? |
| 103925 | NESTOR. [Aside] An 'twould, you'd carry half. |
| 103926 | ULYSSES. [Aside] 'A would have ten shares. |
| 103927 | AJAX. I will knead him, I'll make him supple. |
| 103928 | NESTOR. [Aside] He's not yet through warm. F... |
| 103929 | pour in, pour in; his ambition is dry. |
| 103930 | ULYSSES. [To AGAMEMNON] My lord, you feed to... |
| 103931 | NESTOR. Our noble general, do not do so. |
| 103932 | DIOMEDES. You must prepare to fight without ... |
| 103933 | ULYSSES. Why 'tis this naming of him does hi... |
| 103934 | Here is a man-but 'tis before his face; |
| 103935 | I will be silent. |
| 103936 | NESTOR. Wherefore should you so? |
| 103937 | He is not emulous, as Achilles is. |
| 103938 | ULYSSES. Know the whole world, he is as vali... |
| 103939 | AJAX. A whoreson dog, that shall palter with... |
| 103940 | Would he were a Troyan! |
| 103941 | NESTOR. What a vice were it in Ajax now- |
| 103942 | ULYSSES. If he were proud. |
| 103943 | DIOMEDES. Or covetous of praise. |
| 103944 | ULYSSES. Ay, or surly borne. |
| 103945 | DIOMEDES. Or strange, or self-affected. |
| 103946 | ULYSSES. Thank the heavens, lord, thou art o... |
| 103947 | Praise him that gat thee, she that gave th... |
| 103948 | Fam'd be thy tutor, and thy parts of nature |
| 103949 | Thrice-fam'd beyond, beyond all erudition; |
| 103950 | But he that disciplin'd thine arms to fight- |
| 103951 | Let Mars divide eternity in twain |
| 103952 | And give him half; and, for thy vigour, |
| 103953 | Bull-bearing Milo his addition yield |
| 103954 | To sinewy Ajax. I will not praise thy wisdom, |
| 103955 | Which, like a bourn, a pale, a shore, conf... |
| 103956 | Thy spacious and dilated parts. Here's Nes... |
| 103957 | Instructed by the antiquary times- |
| 103958 | He must, he is, he cannot but be wise; |
| 103959 | But pardon, father Nestor, were your days |
| 103960 | As green as Ajax' and your brain so temper'd, |
| 103961 | You should not have the eminence of him, |
| 103962 | But be as Ajax. |
| 103963 | AJAX. Shall I call you father? |
| 103964 | NESTOR. Ay, my good son. |
| 103965 | DIOMEDES. Be rul'd by him, Lord Ajax. |
| 103966 | ULYSSES. There is no tarrying here; the hart... |
| 103967 | Keeps thicket. Please it our great general |
| 103968 | To call together all his state of war; |
| 103969 | Fresh kings are come to Troy. To-morrow |
| 103970 | We must with all our main of power stand f... |
| 103971 | And here's a lord-come knights from east t... |
| 103972 | And cull their flower, Ajax shall cope the... |
| 103973 | AGAMEMNON. Go we to council. Let Achilles sl... |
| 103974 | Light boats sail swift, though greater hul... |
| 103975 | Exeunt |
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| 103984 | ACT III. SCENE 1. |
| 103985 | Troy. PRIAM'S palace |
| 103986 | Music sounds within. Enter PANDARUS and a SERVANT |
| 103987 | PANDARUS. Friend, you-pray you, a word. Do y... |
| 103988 | Lord Paris? |
| 103989 | SERVANT. Ay, sir, when he goes before me. |
| 103990 | PANDARUS. You depend upon him, I mean? |
| 103991 | SERVANT. Sir, I do depend upon the lord. |
| 103992 | PANDARUS. You depend upon a notable gentlema... |
| 103993 | him. |
| 103994 | SERVANT. The lord be praised! |
| 103995 | PANDARUS. You know me, do you not? |
| 103996 | SERVANT. Faith, sir, superficially. |
| 103997 | PANDARUS. Friend, know me better: I am the L... |
| 103998 | SERVANT. I hope I shall know your honour bet... |
| 103999 | PANDARUS. I do desire it. |
| 104000 | SERVANT. You are in the state of grace. |
| 104001 | PANDARUS. Grace! Not so, friend; honour and ... |
| 104002 | What music is this? |
| 104003 | SERVANT. I do but partly know, sir; it is mu... |
| 104004 | PANDARUS. Know you the musicians? |
| 104005 | SERVANT. Wholly, sir. |
| 104006 | PANDARUS. Who play they to? |
| 104007 | SERVANT. To the hearers, sir. |
| 104008 | PANDARUS. At whose pleasure, friend? |
| 104009 | SERVANT. At mine, sir, and theirs that love ... |
| 104010 | PANDARUS. Command, I mean, friend. |
| 104011 | SERVANT. Who shall I command, sir? |
| 104012 | PANDARUS. Friend, we understand not one anot... |
| 104013 | and thou art too cunning. At whose request... |
| 104014 | SERVANT. That's to't, indeed, sir. Marry, si... |
| 104015 | Paris my lord, who is there in person; wit... |
| 104016 | the heart-blood of beauty, love's invisibl... |
| 104017 | PANDARUS. Who, my cousin, Cressida? |
| 104018 | SERVANT. No, sir, Helen. Could not you find ... |
| 104019 | attributes? |
| 104020 | PANDARUS. It should seem, fellow, that thou ... |
| 104021 | Cressida. I come to speak with Paris from ... |
| 104022 | will make a complimental assault upon him,... |
| 104023 | seethes. |
| 104024 | SERVANT. Sodden business! There's a stew'd p... |
| 104025 | Enter PARIS and HELEN, attended |
| 104026 | PANDARUS. Fair be to you, my lord, and to al... |
| 104027 | Fair desires, in all fair measure, fairly ... |
| 104028 | to you, fair queen! Fair thoughts be your ... |
| 104029 | HELEN. Dear lord, you are full of fair words. |
| 104030 | PANDARUS. You speak your fair pleasure, swee... |
| 104031 | here is good broken music. |
| 104032 | PARIS. You have broke it, cousin; and by my ... |
| 104033 | whole again; you shall piece it out with a... |
| 104034 | performance. |
| 104035 | HELEN. He is full of harmony. |
| 104036 | PANDARUS. Truly, lady, no. |
| 104037 | HELEN. O, sir- |
| 104038 | PANDARUS. Rude, in sooth; in good sooth, ver... |
| 104039 | PARIS. Well said, my lord. Well, you say so ... |
| 104040 | PANDARUS. I have business to my lord, dear q... |
| 104041 | vouchsafe me a word? |
| 104042 | HELEN. Nay, this shall not hedge us out. We'... |
| 104043 | certainly- |
| 104044 | PANDARUS. Well sweet queen, you are pleasant... |
| 104045 | thus, my lord: my dear lord and most estee... |
| 104046 | brother Troilus- |
| 104047 | HELEN. My Lord Pandarus, honey-sweet lord- |
| 104048 | PANDARUS. Go to, sweet queen, go to-commends... |
| 104049 | affectionately to you- |
| 104050 | HELEN. You shall not bob us out of our melod... |
| 104051 | melancholy upon your head! |
| 104052 | PANDARUS. Sweet queen, sweet queen; that's a... |
| 104053 | HELEN. And to make a sweet lady sad is a sou... |
| 104054 | PANDARUS. Nay, that shall not serve your tur... |
| 104055 | in truth, la. Nay, I care not for such wor... |
| 104056 | lord, he desires you that, if the King cal... |
| 104057 | you will make his excuse. |
| 104058 | HELEN. My Lord Pandarus! |
| 104059 | PANDARUS. What says my sweet queen, my very ... |
| 104060 | PARIS. What exploit's in hand? Where sups he... |
| 104061 | HELEN. Nay, but, my lord- |
| 104062 | PANDARUS. What says my sweet queen?-My cousi... |
| 104063 | you. |
| 104064 | HELEN. You must not know where he sups. |
| 104065 | PARIS. I'll lay my life, with my disposer Cr... |
| 104066 | PANDARUS. No, no, no such matter; you are wi... |
| 104067 | is sick. |
| 104068 | PARIS. Well, I'll make's excuse. |
| 104069 | PANDARUS. Ay, good my lord. Why should you s... |
| 104070 | No, your poor disposer's sick. |
| 104071 | PARIS. I spy. |
| 104072 | PANDARUS. You spy! What do you spy?-Come, gi... |
| 104073 | Now, sweet queen. |
| 104074 | HELEN. Why, this is kindly done. |
| 104075 | PANDARUS. My niece is horribly in love with ... |
| 104076 | queen. |
| 104077 | HELEN. She shall have it, my lord, if it be ... |
| 104078 | PANDARUS. He! No, she'll none of him; they t... |
| 104079 | HELEN. Falling in, after falling out, may ma... |
| 104080 | PANDARUS. Come, come. I'll hear no more of t... |
| 104081 | song now. |
| 104082 | HELEN. Ay, ay, prithee now. By my troth, swe... |
| 104083 | fine forehead. |
| 104084 | PANDARUS. Ay, you may, you may. |
| 104085 | HELEN. Let thy song be love. This love will ... |
| 104086 | Cupid, Cupid! |
| 104087 | PANDARUS. Love! Ay, that it shall, i' faith. |
| 104088 | PARIS. Ay, good now, love, love, nothing but... |
| 104089 | PANDARUS. In good troth, it begins so. ... |
| 104090 | Love, love, nothing but love, still love, ... |
| 104091 | For, oh, love's bow |
| 104092 | Shoots buck and doe; |
| 104093 | The shaft confounds |
| 104094 | Not that it wounds, |
| 104095 | But tickles still the sore. |
| 104096 | These lovers cry, O ho, they die! |
| 104097 | Yet that which seems the wound to kill |
| 104098 | Doth turn O ho! to ha! ha! he! |
| 104099 | So dying love lives still. |
| 104100 | O ho! a while, but ha! ha! ha! |
| 104101 | O ho! groans out for ha! ha! ha!-hey ho! |
| 104102 | HELEN. In love, i' faith, to the very tip of... |
| 104103 | PARIS. He eats nothing but doves, love; and ... |
| 104104 | and hot blood begets hot thoughts, and hot... |
| 104105 | deeds, and hot deeds is love. |
| 104106 | PANDARUS. Is this the generation of love: ho... |
| 104107 | and hot deeds? Why, they are vipers. Is lo... |
| 104108 | vipers? Sweet lord, who's a-field today? |
| 104109 | PARIS. Hector, Deiphobus, Helenus, Antenor, ... |
| 104110 | of Troy. I would fain have arm'd to-day, b... |
| 104111 | have it so. How chance my brother Troilus ... |
| 104112 | HELEN. He hangs the lip at something. You kn... |
| 104113 | PANDARUS. Not I, honey-sweet queen. I long t... |
| 104114 | to-day. You'll remember your brother's exc... |
| 104115 | PARIS. To a hair. |
| 104116 | PANDARUS. Farewell, sweet queen. |
| 104117 | HELEN. Commend me to your niece. |
| 104118 | PANDARUS. I will, sweet queen. ... |
| 104119 | PARIS. They're come from the field. Let us t... |
| 104120 | To greet the warriors. Sweet Helen, I must... |
| 104121 | To help unarm our Hector. His stubborn buc... |
| 104122 | With these your white enchanting fingers t... |
| 104123 | Shall more obey than to the edge of steel |
| 104124 | Or force of Greekish sinews; you shall do ... |
| 104125 | Than all the island kings-disarm great Hec... |
| 104126 | HELEN. 'Twill make us proud to be his servan... |
| 104127 | Yea, what he shall receive of us in duty |
| 104128 | Gives us more palm in beauty than we have, |
| 104129 | Yea, overshines ourself. |
| 104130 | PARIS. Sweet, above thought I love thee. ... |
| 104131 | ACT III. SCENE 2. |
| 104132 | Troy. PANDARUS' orchard |
| 104133 | Enter PANDARUS and TROILUS' BOY, meeting |
| 104134 | PANDARUS. How now! Where's thy master? At my... |
| 104135 | BOY. No, sir; he stays for you to conduct hi... |
| 104136 | Enter TROILUS |
| 104137 | PANDARUS. O, here he comes. How now, how now! |
| 104138 | TROILUS. Sirrah, walk off. ... |
| 104139 | PANDARUS. Have you seen my cousin? |
| 104140 | TROILUS. No, Pandarus. I stalk about her door |
| 104141 | Like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks |
| 104142 | Staying for waftage. O, be thou my Charon, |
| 104143 | And give me swift transportance to these f... |
| 104144 | Where I may wallow in the lily beds |
| 104145 | Propos'd for the deserver! O gentle Pandar, |
| 104146 | From Cupid's shoulder pluck his painted wi... |
| 104147 | And fly with me to Cressid! |
| 104148 | PANDARUS. Walk here i' th' orchard, I'll bri... |
| 104149 | Exit |
| 104150 | TROILUS. I am giddy; expectation whirls me r... |
| 104151 | Th' imaginary relish is so sweet |
| 104152 | That it enchants my sense; what will it be |
| 104153 | When that the wat'ry palate tastes indeed |
| 104154 | Love's thrice-repured nectar? Death, I fea... |
| 104155 | Swooning destruction; or some joy too fine, |
| 104156 | Too subtle-potent, tun'd too sharp in swee... |
| 104157 | For the capacity of my ruder powers. |
| 104158 | I fear it much; and I do fear besides |
| 104159 | That I shall lose distinction in my joys; |
| 104160 | As doth a battle, when they charge on heaps |
| 104161 | The enemy flying. |
| 104162 | Re-enter PANDARUS |
| 104163 | PANDARUS. She's making her ready, she'll com... |
| 104164 | witty now. She does so blush, and fetches ... |
| 104165 | if she were fray'd with a sprite. I'll fet... |
| 104166 | prettiest villain; she fetches her breath ... |
| 104167 | sparrow. ... |
| 104168 | TROILUS. Even such a passion doth embrace my... |
| 104169 | My heart beats thicker than a feverous pulse, |
| 104170 | And all my powers do their bestowing lose, |
| 104171 | Like vassalage at unawares encount'ring |
| 104172 | The eye of majesty. |
| 104173 | Re-enter PANDARUS With CRESSIDA |
| 104174 | PANDARUS. Come, come, what need you blush? S... |
| 104175 | is now; swear the oaths now to her that yo... |
| 104176 | What, are you gone again? You must be watc... |
| 104177 | tame, must you? Come your ways, come your ... |
| 104178 | backward, we'll put you i' th' fills.-Why ... |
| 104179 | her?-Come, draw this curtain and let's see... |
| 104180 | Alas the day, how loath you are to offend ... |
| 104181 | dark, you'd close sooner. So, so; rub on, ... |
| 104182 | How now, a kiss in fee-farm! Build there, ... |
| 104183 | sweet. Nay, you shall fight your hearts ou... |
| 104184 | falcon as the tercel, for all the ducks i'... |
| 104185 | to. |
| 104186 | TROILUS. You have bereft me of all words, lady. |
| 104187 | PANDARUS. Words pay no debts, give her deeds... |
| 104188 | you o' th' deeds too, if she call your act... |
| 104189 | What, billing again? Here's 'In witness wh... |
| 104190 | interchangeably.' Come in, come in; I'll g... |
| 104191 | Exit |
| 104192 | CRESSIDA. Will you walk in, my lord? |
| 104193 | TROILUS. O Cressid, how often have I wish'd ... |
| 104194 | CRESSIDA. Wish'd, my lord! The gods grant-O ... |
| 104195 | TROILUS. What should they grant? What makes ... |
| 104196 | What too curious dreg espies my sweet lady... |
| 104197 | love? |
| 104198 | CRESSIDA. More dregs than water, if my fears... |
| 104199 | TROILUS. Fears make devils of cherubims; the... |
| 104200 | CRESSIDA. Blind fear, that seeing reason lea... |
| 104201 | than blind reason stumbling without fear. ... |
| 104202 | cures the worse. |
| 104203 | TROILUS. O, let my lady apprehend no fear! I... |
| 104204 | there is presented no monster. |
| 104205 | CRESSIDA. Nor nothing monstrous neither? |
| 104206 | TROILUS. Nothing, but our undertakings when ... |
| 104207 | live in fire, cat rocks, tame tigers; thin... |
| 104208 | mistress to devise imposition enough than ... |
| 104209 | difficulty imposed. This is the monstruosi... |
| 104210 | the will is infinite, and the execution co... |
| 104211 | is boundless, and the act a slave to limit. |
| 104212 | CRESSIDA. They say all lovers swear more per... |
| 104213 | able, and yet reserve an ability that they... |
| 104214 | more than the perfection of ten, and disch... |
| 104215 | tenth part of one. They that have the voic... |
| 104216 | of hares, are they not monsters? |
| 104217 | TROILUS. Are there such? Such are not we. Pr... |
| 104218 | tasted, allow us as we prove; our head sha... |
| 104219 | crown it. No perfection in reversion shall... |
| 104220 | present. We will not name desert before hi... |
| 104221 | born, his addition shall be humble. Few wo... |
| 104222 | Troilus shall be such to Cressid as what e... |
| 104223 | be a mock for his truth; and what truth ca... |
| 104224 | truer than Troilus. |
| 104225 | CRESSIDA. Will you walk in, my lord? |
| 104226 | Re-enter PANDARUS |
| 104227 | PANDARUS. What, blushing still? Have you not... |
| 104228 | CRESSIDA. Well, uncle, what folly I commit, ... |
| 104229 | PANDARUS. I thank you for that; if my lord g... |
| 104230 | give him me. Be true to my lord; if he fli... |
| 104231 | TROILUS. You know now your hostages: your un... |
| 104232 | faith. |
| 104233 | PANDARUS. Nay, I'll give my word for her too... |
| 104234 | they be long ere they are wooed, they are ... |
| 104235 | they are burs, I can tell you; they'll sti... |
| 104236 | thrown. |
| 104237 | CRESSIDA. Boldness comes to me now and bring... |
| 104238 | Prince Troilus, I have lov'd you night and... |
| 104239 | For many weary months. |
| 104240 | TROILUS. Why was my Cressid then so hard to ... |
| 104241 | CRESSIDA. Hard to seem won; but I was won, m... |
| 104242 | With the first glance that ever-pardon me. |
| 104243 | If I confess much, you will play the tyrant. |
| 104244 | I love you now; but till now not so much |
| 104245 | But I might master it. In faith, I lie; |
| 104246 | My thoughts were like unbridled children, ... |
| 104247 | Too headstrong for their mother. See, we f... |
| 104248 | Why have I blabb'd? Who shall be true to us, |
| 104249 | When we are so unsecret to ourselves? |
| 104250 | But, though I lov'd you well, I woo'd you ... |
| 104251 | And yet, good faith, I wish'd myself a man, |
| 104252 | Or that we women had men's privilege |
| 104253 | Of speaking first. Sweet, bid me hold my t... |
| 104254 | For in this rapture I shall surely speak |
| 104255 | The thing I shall repent. See, see, your s... |
| 104256 | Cunning in dumbness, from my weakness draws |
| 104257 | My very soul of counsel. Stop my mouth. |
| 104258 | TROILUS. And shall, albeit sweet music issue... |
| 104259 | PANDARUS. Pretty, i' faith. |
| 104260 | CRESSIDA. My lord, I do beseech you, pardon me; |
| 104261 | 'Twas not my purpose thus to beg a kiss. |
| 104262 | I am asham'd. O heavens! what have I done? |
| 104263 | For this time will I take my leave, my lord. |
| 104264 | TROILUS. Your leave, sweet Cressid! |
| 104265 | PANDARUS. Leave! An you take leave till to-m... |
| 104266 | CRESSIDA. Pray you, content you. |
| 104267 | TROILUS. What offends you, lady? |
| 104268 | CRESSIDA. Sir, mine own company. |
| 104269 | TROILUS. You cannot shun yourself. |
| 104270 | CRESSIDA. Let me go and try. |
| 104271 | I have a kind of self resides with you; |
| 104272 | But an unkind self, that itself will leave |
| 104273 | To be another's fool. I would be gone. |
| 104274 | Where is my wit? I know not what I speak. |
| 104275 | TROILUS. Well know they what they speak that... |
| 104276 | CRESSIDA. Perchance, my lord, I show more cr... |
| 104277 | And fell so roundly to a large confession |
| 104278 | To angle for your thoughts; but you are wise- |
| 104279 | Or else you love not; for to be wise and love |
| 104280 | Exceeds man's might; that dwells with gods... |
| 104281 | TROILUS. O that I thought it could be in a w... |
| 104282 | As, if it can, I will presume in you- |
| 104283 | To feed for aye her lamp and flames of love; |
| 104284 | To keep her constancy in plight and youth, |
| 104285 | Outliving beauty's outward, with a mind |
| 104286 | That doth renew swifter than blood decays! |
| 104287 | Or that persuasion could but thus convince me |
| 104288 | That my integrity and truth to you |
| 104289 | Might be affronted with the match and weight |
| 104290 | Of such a winnowed purity in love. |
| 104291 | How were I then uplifted! but, alas, |
| 104292 | I am as true as truth's simplicity, |
| 104293 | And simpler than the infancy of truth. |
| 104294 | CRESSIDA. In that I'll war with you. |
| 104295 | TROILUS. O virtuous fight, |
| 104296 | When right with right wars who shall be mo... |
| 104297 | True swains in love shall in the world to ... |
| 104298 | Approve their truth by Troilus, when their... |
| 104299 | Full of protest, of oath, and big compare, |
| 104300 | Want similes, truth tir'd with iteration- |
| 104301 | As true as steel, as plantage to the moon, |
| 104302 | As sun to day, as turtle to her mate, |
| 104303 | As iron to adamant, as earth to th' centre- |
| 104304 | Yet, after all comparisons of truth, |
| 104305 | As truth's authentic author to be cited, |
| 104306 | 'As true as Troilus' shall crown up the verse |
| 104307 | And sanctify the numbers. |
| 104308 | CRESSIDA. Prophet may you be! |
| 104309 | If I be false, or swerve a hair from truth, |
| 104310 | When time is old and hath forgot itself, |
| 104311 | When waterdrops have worn the stones of Troy, |
| 104312 | And blind oblivion swallow'd cities up, |
| 104313 | And mighty states characterless are grated |
| 104314 | To dusty nothing-yet let memory |
| 104315 | From false to false, among false maids in ... |
| 104316 | Upbraid my falsehood when th' have said 'A... |
| 104317 | As air, as water, wind, or sandy earth, |
| 104318 | As fox to lamb, or wolf to heifer's calf, |
| 104319 | Pard to the hind, or stepdame to her son'- |
| 104320 | Yea, let them say, to stick the heart of f... |
| 104321 | 'As false as Cressid.' |
| 104322 | PANDARUS. Go to, a bargain made; seal it, se... |
| 104323 | witness. Here I hold your hand; here my co... |
| 104324 | prove false one to another, since I have t... |
| 104325 | bring you together, let all pitiful goers-... |
| 104326 | the world's end after my name-call them al... |
| 104327 | constant men be Troiluses, all false women... |
| 104328 | brokers between Pandars. Say 'Amen.' |
| 104329 | TROILUS. Amen. |
| 104330 | CRESSIDA. Amen. |
| 104331 | PANDARUS. Amen. Whereupon I will show you a ... |
| 104332 | and a bed; which bed, because it shall not... |
| 104333 | pretty encounters, press it to death. Away! |
| 104334 | And Cupid grant all tongue-tied maidens here, |
| 104335 | Bed, chamber, pander, to provide this gear... |
| 104336 | ACT III. SCENE 3. |
| 104337 | The Greek camp |
| 104338 | Flourish. Enter AGAMEMNON, ULYSSES, DIOMEDES, ... |
| 104339 | and CALCHAS |
| 104340 | CALCHAS. Now, Princes, for the service I hav... |
| 104341 | Th' advantage of the time prompts me aloud |
| 104342 | To call for recompense. Appear it to your ... |
| 104343 | That, through the sight I bear in things t... |
| 104344 | I have abandon'd Troy, left my possession, |
| 104345 | Incurr'd a traitor's name, expos'd myself |
| 104346 | From certain and possess'd conveniences |
| 104347 | To doubtful fortunes, sequest'ring from me... |
| 104348 | That time, acquaintance, custom, and condi... |
| 104349 | Made tame and most familiar to my nature; |
| 104350 | And here, to do you service, am become |
| 104351 | As new into the world, strange, unacquainted- |
| 104352 | I do beseech you, as in way of taste, |
| 104353 | To give me now a little benefit |
| 104354 | Out of those many regist'red in promise, |
| 104355 | Which you say live to come in my behalf. |
| 104356 | AGAMEMNON. What wouldst thou of us, Troyan? ... |
| 104357 | CALCHAS. You have a Troyan prisoner call'd A... |
| 104358 | Yesterday took; Troy holds him very dear. |
| 104359 | Oft have you-often have you thanks therefore- |
| 104360 | Desir'd my Cressid in right great exchange, |
| 104361 | Whom Troy hath still denied; but this Ante... |
| 104362 | I know, is such a wrest in their affairs |
| 104363 | That their negotiations all must slack |
| 104364 | Wanting his manage; and they will almost |
| 104365 | Give us a prince of blood, a son of Priam, |
| 104366 | In change of him. Let him be sent, great P... |
| 104367 | And he shall buy my daughter; and her pres... |
| 104368 | Shall quite strike off all service I have ... |
| 104369 | In most accepted pain. |
| 104370 | AGAMEMNON. Let Diomedes bear him, |
| 104371 | And bring us Cressid hither. Calchas shall... |
| 104372 | What he requests of us. Good Diomed, |
| 104373 | Furnish you fairly for this interchange; |
| 104374 | Withal, bring word if Hector will to-morrow |
| 104375 | Be answer'd in his challenge. Ajax is read... |
| 104376 | DIOMEDES. This shall I undertake; and 'tis a... |
| 104377 | Which I am proud to bear. |
| 104378 | Exeu... |
| 104379 | ACHILLES and PATROCLUS stand in the... |
| 104380 | ULYSSES. Achilles stands i' th' entrance of ... |
| 104381 | Please it our general pass strangely by him, |
| 104382 | As if he were forgot; and, Princes all, |
| 104383 | Lay negligent and loose regard upon him. |
| 104384 | I will come last. 'Tis like he'll question me |
| 104385 | Why such unplausive eyes are bent, why tur... |
| 104386 | If so, I have derision med'cinable |
| 104387 | To use between your strangeness and his pr... |
| 104388 | Which his own will shall have desire to dr... |
| 104389 | It may do good. Pride hath no other glass |
| 104390 | To show itself but pride; for supple knees |
| 104391 | Feed arrogance and are the proud man's fees. |
| 104392 | AGAMEMNON. We'll execute your purpose, and p... |
| 104393 | A form of strangeness as we pass along. |
| 104394 | So do each lord; and either greet him not, |
| 104395 | Or else disdainfully, which shall shake hi... |
| 104396 | Than if not look'd on. I will lead the way. |
| 104397 | ACHILLES. What comes the general to speak wi... |
| 104398 | You know my mind. I'll fight no more 'gain... |
| 104399 | AGAMEMNON. What says Achilles? Would he augh... |
| 104400 | NESTOR. Would you, my lord, aught with the g... |
| 104401 | ACHILLES. No. |
| 104402 | NESTOR. Nothing, my lord. |
| 104403 | AGAMEMNON. The better. |
| 104404 | Exeu... |
| 104405 | ACHILLES. Good day, good day. |
| 104406 | MENELAUS. How do you? How do you? ... |
| 104407 | ACHILLES. What, does the cuckold scorn me? |
| 104408 | AJAX. How now, Patroclus? |
| 104409 | ACHILLES. Good morrow, Ajax. |
| 104410 | AJAX. Ha? |
| 104411 | ACHILLES. Good morrow. |
| 104412 | AJAX. Ay, and good next day too. ... |
| 104413 | ACHILLES. What mean these fellows? Know they... |
| 104414 | PATROCLUS. They pass by strangely. They were... |
| 104415 | To send their smiles before them to Achilles, |
| 104416 | To come as humbly as they us'd to creep |
| 104417 | To holy altars. |
| 104418 | ACHILLES. What, am I poor of late? |
| 104419 | 'Tis certain, greatness, once fall'n out w... |
| 104420 | Must fall out with men too. What the decli... |
| 104421 | He shall as soon read in the eyes of others |
| 104422 | As feel in his own fall; for men, like but... |
| 104423 | Show not their mealy wings but to the summer; |
| 104424 | And not a man for being simply man |
| 104425 | Hath any honour, but honour for those honours |
| 104426 | That are without him, as place, riches, an... |
| 104427 | Prizes of accident, as oft as merit; |
| 104428 | Which when they fall, as being slippery st... |
| 104429 | The love that lean'd on them as slippery too, |
| 104430 | Doth one pluck down another, and together |
| 104431 | Die in the fall. But 'tis not so with me: |
| 104432 | Fortune and I are friends; I do enjoy |
| 104433 | At ample point all that I did possess |
| 104434 | Save these men's looks; who do, methinks, ... |
| 104435 | Something not worth in me such rich beholding |
| 104436 | As they have often given. Here is Ulysses. |
| 104437 | I'll interrupt his reading. |
| 104438 | How now, Ulysses! |
| 104439 | ULYSSES. Now, great Thetis' son! |
| 104440 | ACHILLES. What are you reading? |
| 104441 | ULYSSES. A strange fellow here |
| 104442 | Writes me that man-how dearly ever parted, |
| 104443 | How much in having, or without or in- |
| 104444 | Cannot make boast to have that which he hath, |
| 104445 | Nor feels not what he owes, but by reflect... |
| 104446 | As when his virtues shining upon others |
| 104447 | Heat them, and they retort that heat again |
| 104448 | To the first giver. |
| 104449 | ACHILLES. This is not strange, Ulysses. |
| 104450 | The beauty that is borne here in the face |
| 104451 | The bearer knows not, but commends itself |
| 104452 | To others' eyes; nor doth the eye itself- |
| 104453 | That most pure spirit of sense-behold itse... |
| 104454 | Not going from itself; but eye to eye opposed |
| 104455 | Salutes each other with each other's form; |
| 104456 | For speculation turns not to itself |
| 104457 | Till it hath travell'd, and is mirror'd there |
| 104458 | Where it may see itself. This is not stran... |
| 104459 | ULYSSES. I do not strain at the position- |
| 104460 | It is familiar-but at the author's drift; |
| 104461 | Who, in his circumstance, expressly proves |
| 104462 | That no man is the lord of anything, |
| 104463 | Though in and of him there be much consist... |
| 104464 | Till he communicate his parts to others; |
| 104465 | Nor doth he of himself know them for aught |
| 104466 | Till he behold them formed in th' applause |
| 104467 | Where th' are extended; who, like an arch,... |
| 104468 | The voice again; or, like a gate of steel |
| 104469 | Fronting the sun, receives and renders back |
| 104470 | His figure and his heat. I was much rapt i... |
| 104471 | And apprehended here immediately |
| 104472 | Th' unknown Ajax. Heavens, what a man is t... |
| 104473 | A very horse that has he knows not what! |
| 104474 | Nature, what things there are |
| 104475 | Most abject in regard and dear in use! |
| 104476 | What things again most dear in the esteem |
| 104477 | And poor in worth! Now shall we see to-mor... |
| 104478 | An act that very chance doth throw upon him- |
| 104479 | Ajax renown'd. O heavens, what some men do, |
| 104480 | While some men leave to do! |
| 104481 | How some men creep in skittish Fortune's-h... |
| 104482 | Whiles others play the idiots in her eyes! |
| 104483 | How one man eats into another's pride, |
| 104484 | While pride is fasting in his wantonness! |
| 104485 | To see these Grecian lords!-why, even already |
| 104486 | They clap the lubber Ajax on the shoulder, |
| 104487 | As if his foot were on brave Hector's breast, |
| 104488 | And great Troy shrinking. |
| 104489 | ACHILLES. I do believe it; for they pass'd b... |
| 104490 | As misers do by beggars-neither gave to me |
| 104491 | Good word nor look. What, are my deeds for... |
| 104492 | ULYSSES. Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his... |
| 104493 | Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, |
| 104494 | A great-siz'd monster of ingratitudes. |
| 104495 | Those scraps are good deeds past, which ar... |
| 104496 | As fast as they are made, forgot as soon |
| 104497 | As done. Perseverance, dear my lord, |
| 104498 | Keeps honour bright. To have done is to hang |
| 104499 | Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail |
| 104500 | In monumental mock'ry. Take the instant way; |
| 104501 | For honour travels in a strait so narrow - |
| 104502 | Where one but goes abreast. Keep then the ... |
| 104503 | For emulation hath a thousand sons |
| 104504 | That one by one pursue; if you give way, |
| 104505 | Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, |
| 104506 | Like to an ent'red tide they all rush by |
| 104507 | And leave you hindmost; |
| 104508 | Or, like a gallant horse fall'n in first r... |
| 104509 | Lie there for pavement to the abject rear, |
| 104510 | O'er-run and trampled on. Then what they d... |
| 104511 | Though less than yours in past, must o'ert... |
| 104512 | For Time is like a fashionable host, |
| 104513 | That slightly shakes his parting guest by ... |
| 104514 | And with his arms out-stretch'd, as he wou... |
| 104515 | Grasps in the corner. The welcome ever smi... |
| 104516 | And farewell goes out sighing. O, let not ... |
| 104517 | Remuneration for the thing it was; |
| 104518 | For beauty, wit, |
| 104519 | High birth, vigour of bone, desert in serv... |
| 104520 | Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all |
| 104521 | To envious and calumniating Time. |
| 104522 | One touch of nature makes the whole world ... |
| 104523 | That all with one consent praise new-born ... |
| 104524 | Though they are made and moulded of things... |
| 104525 | And give to dust that is a little gilt |
| 104526 | More laud than gilt o'er-dusted. |
| 104527 | The present eye praises the present object. |
| 104528 | Then marvel not, thou great and complete man, |
| 104529 | That all the Greeks begin to worship Ajax, |
| 104530 | Since things in motion sooner catch the eye |
| 104531 | Than what stirs not. The cry went once on ... |
| 104532 | And still it might, and yet it may again, |
| 104533 | If thou wouldst not entomb thyself alive |
| 104534 | And case thy reputation in thy tent, |
| 104535 | Whose glorious deeds but in these fields o... |
| 104536 | Made emulous missions 'mongst the gods the... |
| 104537 | And drave great Mars to faction. |
| 104538 | ACHILLES. Of this my privacy |
| 104539 | I have strong reasons. |
| 104540 | ULYSSES. But 'gainst your privacy |
| 104541 | The reasons are more potent and heroical. |
| 104542 | 'Tis known, Achilles, that you are in love |
| 104543 | With one of Priam's daughters. |
| 104544 | ACHILLES. Ha! known! |
| 104545 | ULYSSES. Is that a wonder? |
| 104546 | The providence that's in a watchful state |
| 104547 | Knows almost every grain of Plutus' gold; |
| 104548 | Finds bottom in th' uncomprehensive deeps; |
| 104549 | Keeps place with thought, and almost, like... |
| 104550 | Do thoughts unveil in their dumb cradles. |
| 104551 | There is a mystery-with whom relation |
| 104552 | Durst never meddle-in the soul of state, |
| 104553 | Which hath an operation more divine |
| 104554 | Than breath or pen can give expressure to. |
| 104555 | All the commerce that you have had with Troy |
| 104556 | As perfectly is ours as yours, my lord; |
| 104557 | And better would it fit Achilles much |
| 104558 | To throw down Hector than Polyxena. |
| 104559 | But it must grieve young Pyrrhus now at home, |
| 104560 | When fame shall in our island sound her tr... |
| 104561 | And all the Greekish girls shall tripping ... |
| 104562 | 'Great Hector's sister did Achilles win; |
| 104563 | But our great Ajax bravely beat down him.' |
| 104564 | Farewell, my lord. I as your lover speak. |
| 104565 | The fool slides o'er the ice that you shou... |
| 104566 | PATROCLUS. To this effect, Achilles, have I ... |
| 104567 | A woman impudent and mannish grown |
| 104568 | Is not more loath'd than an effeminate man |
| 104569 | In time of action. I stand condemn'd for t... |
| 104570 | They think my little stomach to the war |
| 104571 | And your great love to me restrains you thus. |
| 104572 | Sweet, rouse yourself; and the weak wanton... |
| 104573 | Shall from your neck unloose his amorous f... |
| 104574 | And, like a dew-drop from the lion's mane, |
| 104575 | Be shook to airy air. |
| 104576 | ACHILLES. Shall Ajax fight with Hector? |
| 104577 | PATROCLUS. Ay, and perhaps receive much hono... |
| 104578 | ACHILLES. I see my reputation is at stake; |
| 104579 | My fame is shrewdly gor'd. |
| 104580 | PATROCLUS. O, then, beware: |
| 104581 | Those wounds heal ill that men do give the... |
| 104582 | Omission to do what is necessary |
| 104583 | Seals a commission to a blank of danger; |
| 104584 | And danger, like an ague, subtly taints |
| 104585 | Even then when they sit idly in the sun. |
| 104586 | ACHILLES. Go call Thersites hither, sweet Pa... |
| 104587 | I'll send the fool to Ajax, and desire him |
| 104588 | T' invite the Troyan lords, after the combat, |
| 104589 | To see us here unarm'd. I have a woman's l... |
| 104590 | An appetite that I am sick withal, |
| 104591 | To see great Hector in his weeds of peace; |
| 104592 | To talk with him, and to behold his visage, |
| 104593 | Even to my full of view. |
| 104594 | Enter THERSITES |
| 104595 | A labour sav'd! |
| 104596 | THERSITES. A wonder! |
| 104597 | ACHILLES. What? |
| 104598 | THERSITES. Ajax goes up and down the field a... |
| 104599 | ACHILLES. How so? |
| 104600 | THERSITES. He must fight singly to-morrow wi... |
| 104601 | prophetically proud of an heroical cudgell... |
| 104602 | saying nothing. |
| 104603 | ACHILLES. How can that be? |
| 104604 | THERSITES. Why, 'a stalks up and down like a... |
| 104605 | stand; ruminaies like an hostess that hath... |
| 104606 | brain to set down her reckoning, bites his... |
| 104607 | regard, as who should say 'There were wit ... |
| 104608 | 'twould out'; and so there is; but it lies... |
| 104609 | fire in a flint, which will not show witho... |
| 104610 | undone for ever; for if Hector break not h... |
| 104611 | he'll break't himself in vainglory. He kno... |
| 104612 | morrow, Ajax'; and he replies 'Thanks, Aga... |
| 104613 | of this man that takes me for the general?... |
| 104614 | fish, languageless, a monster. A plague of... |
| 104615 | wear it on both sides, like leather jerkin. |
| 104616 | ACHILLES. Thou must be my ambassador to him,... |
| 104617 | THERSITES. Who, I? Why, he'll answer nobody;... |
| 104618 | answering. Speaking is for beggars: he wea... |
| 104619 | arms. I will put on his presence. Let Patr... |
| 104620 | to me, you shall see the pageant of Ajax. |
| 104621 | ACHILLES. To him, Patroclus. Tell him I humb... |
| 104622 | Ajax to invite the most valorous Hector to... |
| 104623 | tent; and to procure safe conduct for his ... |
| 104624 | magnanimous and most illustrious six-or-se... |
| 104625 | Captain General of the Grecian army, et ce... |
| 104626 | this. |
| 104627 | PATROCLUS. Jove bless great Ajax! |
| 104628 | THERSITES. Hum! |
| 104629 | PATROCLUS. I come from the worthy Achilles- |
| 104630 | THERSITES. Ha! |
| 104631 | PATROCLUS. Who most humbly desires you to in... |
| 104632 | tent- |
| 104633 | THERSITES. Hum! |
| 104634 | PATROCLUS. And to procure safe conduct from ... |
| 104635 | THERSITES. Agamemnon! |
| 104636 | PATROCLUS. Ay, my lord. |
| 104637 | THERSITES. Ha! |
| 104638 | PATROCLUS. What you say to't? |
| 104639 | THERSITES. God buy you, with all my heart. |
| 104640 | PATROCLUS. Your answer, sir. |
| 104641 | THERSITES. If to-morrow be a fair day, by el... |
| 104642 | will go one way or other. Howsoever, he sh... |
| 104643 | has me. |
| 104644 | PATROCLUS. Your answer, sir. |
| 104645 | THERSITES. Fare ye well, with all my heart. |
| 104646 | ACHILLES. Why, but he is not in this tune, i... |
| 104647 | THERSITES. No, but he's out a tune thus. Wha... |
| 104648 | when Hector has knock'd out his brains I k... |
| 104649 | none; unless the fiddler Apollo get his si... |
| 104650 | on. |
| 104651 | ACHILLES. Come, thou shalt bear a letter to ... |
| 104652 | THERSITES. Let me carry another to his horse... |
| 104653 | capable creature. |
| 104654 | ACHILLES. My mind is troubled, like a founta... |
| 104655 | And I myself see not the bottom of it. |
| 104656 | Exeunt... |
| 104657 | THERSITES. Would the fountain of your mind w... |
| 104658 | might water an ass at it. I had rather be ... |
| 104659 | such a valiant ignorance. ... |
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| 104668 | ACT IV. SCENE 1. |
| 104669 | Troy. A street |
| 104670 | Enter, at one side, AENEAS, and servant with a... |
| 104671 | PARIS, DEIPHOBUS, ANTENOR, DIOMEDES the Grecia... |
| 104672 | PARIS. See, ho! Who is that there? |
| 104673 | DEIPHOBUS. It is the Lord Aeneas. |
| 104674 | AENEAS. Is the Prince there in person? |
| 104675 | Had I so good occasion to lie long |
| 104676 | As you, Prince Paris, nothing but heavenly... |
| 104677 | Should rob my bed-mate of my company. |
| 104678 | DIOMEDES. That's my mind too. Good morrow, L... |
| 104679 | PARIS. A valiant Greek, Aeneas -take his hand: |
| 104680 | Witness the process of your speech, wherein |
| 104681 | You told how Diomed, a whole week by days, |
| 104682 | Did haunt you in the field. |
| 104683 | AENEAS. Health to you, valiant sir, |
| 104684 | During all question of the gentle truce; |
| 104685 | But when I meet you arm'd, as black defiance |
| 104686 | As heart can think or courage execute. |
| 104687 | DIOMEDES. The one and other Diomed embraces. |
| 104688 | Our bloods are now in calm; and so long he... |
| 104689 | But when contention and occasion meet, |
| 104690 | By Jove, I'll play the hunter for thy life |
| 104691 | With all my force, pursuit, and policy. |
| 104692 | AENEAS. And thou shalt hunt a lion, that wil... |
| 104693 | With his face backward. In humane gentleness, |
| 104694 | Welcome to Troy! now, by Anchises' life, |
| 104695 | Welcome indeed! By Venus' hand I swear |
| 104696 | No man alive can love in such a sort |
| 104697 | The thing he means to kill, more excellently. |
| 104698 | DIOMEDES. We sympathise. Jove let Aeneas live, |
| 104699 | If to my sword his fate be not the glory, |
| 104700 | A thousand complete courses of the sun! |
| 104701 | But in mine emulous honour let him die |
| 104702 | With every joint a wound, and that to-morrow! |
| 104703 | AENEAS. We know each other well. |
| 104704 | DIOMEDES.We do; and long to know each other ... |
| 104705 | PARIS. This is the most despiteful'st gentle... |
| 104706 | The noblest hateful love, that e'er I hear... |
| 104707 | What business, lord, so early? |
| 104708 | AENEAS. I was sent for to the King; but why,... |
| 104709 | PARIS. His purpose meets you: 'twas to bring... |
| 104710 | To Calchas' house, and there to render him, |
| 104711 | For the enfreed Antenor, the fair Cressid. |
| 104712 | Let's have your company; or, if you please, |
| 104713 | Haste there before us. I constantly believe- |
| 104714 | Or rather call my thought a certain knowle... |
| 104715 | My brother Troilus lodges there to-night. |
| 104716 | Rouse him and give him note of our approach, |
| 104717 | With the whole quality wherefore; I fear |
| 104718 | We shall be much unwelcome. |
| 104719 | AENEAS. That I assure you: |
| 104720 | Troilus had rather Troy were borne to Greece |
| 104721 | Than Cressid borne from Troy. |
| 104722 | PARIS. There is no help; |
| 104723 | The bitter disposition of the time |
| 104724 | Will have it so. On, lord; we'll follow you. |
| 104725 | AENEAS. Good morrow, all. ... |
| 104726 | PARIS. And tell me, noble Diomed-faith, tell... |
| 104727 | Even in the soul of sound good-fellowship- |
| 104728 | Who in your thoughts deserves fair Helen b... |
| 104729 | Myself or Menelaus? |
| 104730 | DIOMEDES. Both alike: |
| 104731 | He merits well to have her that doth seek ... |
| 104732 | Not making any scruple of her soilure, |
| 104733 | With such a hell of pain and world of charge; |
| 104734 | And you as well to keep her that defend her, |
| 104735 | Not palating the taste of her dishonour, |
| 104736 | With such a costly loss of wealth and frie... |
| 104737 | He like a puling cuckold would drink up |
| 104738 | The lees and dregs of a flat tamed piece; |
| 104739 | You, like a lecher, out of whorish loins |
| 104740 | Are pleas'd to breed out your inheritors. |
| 104741 | Both merits pois'd, each weighs nor less n... |
| 104742 | But he as he, the heavier for a whore. |
| 104743 | PARIS. You are too bitter to your country-wo... |
| 104744 | DIOMEDES. She's bitter to her country. Hear ... |
| 104745 | For every false drop in her bawdy veins |
| 104746 | A Grecian's life hath sunk; for every scru... |
| 104747 | Of her contaminated carrion weight |
| 104748 | A Troyan hath been slain; since she could ... |
| 104749 | She hath not given so many good words breath |
| 104750 | As for her Greeks and Troyans suff'red death. |
| 104751 | PARIS. Fair Diomed, you do as chapmen do, |
| 104752 | Dispraise the thing that you desire to buy; |
| 104753 | But we in silence hold this virtue well: |
| 104754 | We'll not commend what we intend to sell. |
| 104755 | Here lies our way. ... |
| 104756 | ACT IV. SCENE 2. |
| 104757 | Troy. The court of PANDARUS' house |
| 104758 | Enter TROILUS and CRESSIDA |
| 104759 | TROILUS. Dear, trouble not yourself; the mor... |
| 104760 | CRESSIDA. Then, sweet my lord, I'll call min... |
| 104761 | He shall unbolt the gates. |
| 104762 | TROILUS. Trouble him not; |
| 104763 | To bed, to bed! Sleep kill those pretty eyes, |
| 104764 | And give as soft attachment to thy senses |
| 104765 | As infants' empty of all thought! |
| 104766 | CRESSIDA. Good morrow, then. |
| 104767 | TROILUS. I prithee now, to bed. |
| 104768 | CRESSIDA. Are you aweary of me? |
| 104769 | TROILUS. O Cressida! but that the busy day, |
| 104770 | Wak'd by the lark, hath rous'd the ribald ... |
| 104771 | And dreaming night will hide our joys no l... |
| 104772 | I would not from thee. |
| 104773 | CRESSIDA. Night hath been too brief. |
| 104774 | TROILUS. Beshrew the witch! with venomous wi... |
| 104775 | As tediously as hell, but flies the grasps... |
| 104776 | With wings more momentary-swift than thought. |
| 104777 | You will catch cold, and curse me. |
| 104778 | CRESSIDA. Prithee tarry. |
| 104779 | You men will never tarry. |
| 104780 | O foolish Cressid! I might have still held... |
| 104781 | And then you would have tarried. Hark! the... |
| 104782 | PANDARUS. [Within] What's all the doors open... |
| 104783 | TROILUS. It is your uncle. |
| 104784 | Enter PANDARUS |
| 104785 | CRESSIDA. A pestilence on him! Now will he b... |
| 104786 | I shall have such a life! |
| 104787 | PANDARUS. How now, how now! How go maidenheads? |
| 104788 | Here, you maid! Where's my cousin Cressid? |
| 104789 | CRESSIDA. Go hang yourself, you naughty mock... |
| 104790 | You bring me to do, and then you flout me ... |
| 104791 | PANDARUS. To do what? to do what? Let her sa... |
| 104792 | What have I brought you to do? |
| 104793 | CRESSIDA. Come, come, beshrew your heart! Yo... |
| 104794 | Nor suffer others. |
| 104795 | PANDARUS. Ha, ha! Alas, poor wretch! a poor ... |
| 104796 | slept to-night? Would he not, a naughty ma... |
| 104797 | bugbear take him! |
| 104798 | CRESSIDA. Did not I tell you? Would he were ... |
| 104799 | ... |
| 104800 | Who's that at door? Good uncle, go and see. |
| 104801 | My lord, come you again into my chamber. |
| 104802 | You smile and mock me, as if I meant naugh... |
| 104803 | TROILUS. Ha! ha! |
| 104804 | CRESSIDA. Come, you are deceiv'd, I think of... |
| 104805 | [Knock] |
| 104806 | How earnestly they knock! Pray you come in: |
| 104807 | I would not for half Troy have you seen here. |
| 104808 | Exeu... |
| 104809 | PANDARUS. Who's there? What's the matter? Wi... |
| 104810 | door? How now? What's the matter? |
| 104811 | Enter AENEAS |
| 104812 | AENEAS. Good morrow, lord, good morrow. |
| 104813 | PANDARUS. Who's there? My lord Aeneas? By my... |
| 104814 | I knew you not. What news with you so early? |
| 104815 | AENEAS. Is not Prince Troilus here? |
| 104816 | PANDARUS. Here! What should he do here? |
| 104817 | AENEAS. Come, he is here, my lord; do not de... |
| 104818 | It doth import him much to speak with me. |
| 104819 | PANDARUS. Is he here, say you? It's more tha... |
| 104820 | sworn. For my own part, I came in late. Wh... |
| 104821 | AENEAS. Who!-nay, then. Come, come, you'll d... |
| 104822 | ware; you'll be so true to him to be false... |
| 104823 | know of him, but yet go fetch him hither; go. |
| 104824 | Re-enter TROILUS |
| 104825 | TROILUS. How now! What's the matter? |
| 104826 | AENEAS. My lord, I scarce have leisure to sa... |
| 104827 | My matter is so rash. There is at hand |
| 104828 | Paris your brother, and Deiphobus, |
| 104829 | The Grecian Diomed, and our Antenor |
| 104830 | Deliver'd to us; and for him forthwith, |
| 104831 | Ere the first sacrifice, within this hour, |
| 104832 | We must give up to Diomedes' hand |
| 104833 | The Lady Cressida. |
| 104834 | TROILUS. Is it so concluded? |
| 104835 | AENEAS. By Priam, and the general state of T... |
| 104836 | They are at hand and ready to effect it. |
| 104837 | TROILUS. How my achievements mock me! |
| 104838 | I will go meet them; and, my lord Aeneas, |
| 104839 | We met by chance; you did not find me here. |
| 104840 | AENEAS. Good, good, my lord, the secrets of ... |
| 104841 | Have not more gift in taciturnity. |
| 104842 | Ex... |
| 104843 | PANDARUS. Is't possible? No sooner got but l... |
| 104844 | Antenor! The young prince will go mad. A p... |
| 104845 | would they had broke's neck. |
| 104846 | Re-enter CRESSIDA |
| 104847 | CRESSIDA. How now! What's the matter? Who wa... |
| 104848 | PANDARUS. Ah, ah! |
| 104849 | CRESSIDA. Why sigh you so profoundly? Where'... |
| 104850 | me, sweet uncle, what's the matter? |
| 104851 | PANDARUS. Would I were as deep under the ear... |
| 104852 | CRESSIDA. O the gods! What's the matter? |
| 104853 | PANDARUS. Pray thee, get thee in. Would thou... |
| 104854 | I knew thou wouldst be his death! O, poor ... |
| 104855 | upon Antenor! |
| 104856 | CRESSIDA. Good uncle, I beseech you, on my k... |
| 104857 | what's the matter? |
| 104858 | PANDARUS. Thou must be gone, wench, thou mus... |
| 104859 | chang'd for Antenor; thou must to thy fath... |
| 104860 | Troilus. 'Twill be his death; 'twill be hi... |
| 104861 | it. |
| 104862 | CRESSIDA. O you immortal gods! I will not go. |
| 104863 | PANDARUS. Thou must. |
| 104864 | CRESSIDA. I will not, uncle. I have forgot m... |
| 104865 | I know no touch of consanguinity, |
| 104866 | No kin, no love, no blood, no soul so near me |
| 104867 | As the sweet Troilus. O you gods divine, |
| 104868 | Make Cressid's name the very crown of fals... |
| 104869 | If ever she leave Troilus! Time, force, an... |
| 104870 | Do to this body what extremes you can, |
| 104871 | But the strong base and building of my love |
| 104872 | Is as the very centre of the earth, |
| 104873 | Drawing all things to it. I'll go in and w... |
| 104874 | PANDARUS. Do, do. |
| 104875 | CRESSIDA. Tear my bright hair, and scratch m... |
| 104876 | Crack my clear voice with sobs and break m... |
| 104877 | With sounding 'Troilus.' I will not go fro... |
| 104878 | Exeunt |
| 104879 | ACT IV. SCENE 3. |
| 104880 | Troy. A street before PANDARUS' house |
| 104881 | Enter PARIS, TROILUS, AENEAS, DEIPHOBUS, ANTEN... |
| 104882 | PARIS. It is great morning; and the hour pre... |
| 104883 | For her delivery to this valiant Greek |
| 104884 | Comes fast upon. Good my brother Troilus, |
| 104885 | Tell you the lady what she is to do |
| 104886 | And haste her to the purpose. |
| 104887 | TROILUS. Walk into her house. |
| 104888 | I'll bring her to the Grecian presently; |
| 104889 | And to his hand when I deliver her, |
| 104890 | Think it an altar, and thy brother Troilus |
| 104891 | A priest, there off'ring to it his own hea... |
| 104892 | PARIS. I know what 'tis to love, |
| 104893 | And would, as I shall pity, I could help! |
| 104894 | Please you walk in, my lords. ... |
| 104895 | ACT IV. SCENE 4. |
| 104896 | Troy. PANDARUS' house |
| 104897 | Enter PANDARUS and CRESSIDA |
| 104898 | PANDARUS. Be moderate, be moderate. |
| 104899 | CRESSIDA. Why tell you me of moderation? |
| 104900 | The grief is fine, full, perfect, that I t... |
| 104901 | And violenteth in a sense as strong |
| 104902 | As that which causeth it. How can I modera... |
| 104903 | If I could temporize with my affections |
| 104904 | Or brew it to a weak and colder palate, |
| 104905 | The like allayment could I give my grief. |
| 104906 | My love admits no qualifying dross; |
| 104907 | No more my grief, in such a precious loss. |
| 104908 | Enter TROILUS |
| 104909 | PANDARUS. Here, here, here he comes. Ah, swe... |
| 104910 | CRESSIDA. O Troilus! Troilus! [Embracing him] |
| 104911 | PANDARUS. What a pair of spectacles is here!... |
| 104912 | heart,' as the goodly saying is, |
| 104913 | O heart, heavy heart, |
| 104914 | Why sigh'st thou without breaking? |
| 104915 | where he answers again |
| 104916 | Because thou canst not ease thy smart |
| 104917 | By friendship nor by speaking. |
| 104918 | There was never a truer rhyme. Let us cast... |
| 104919 | may live to have need of such a verse. We ... |
| 104920 | now, lambs! |
| 104921 | TROILUS. Cressid, I love thee in so strain'd... |
| 104922 | That the bless'd gods, as angry with my fa... |
| 104923 | More bright in zeal than the devotion which |
| 104924 | Cold lips blow to their deities, take thee... |
| 104925 | CRESSIDA. Have the gods envy? |
| 104926 | PANDARUS. Ay, ay, ay; 'tis too plain a case. |
| 104927 | CRESSIDA. And is it true that I must go from... |
| 104928 | TROILUS. A hateful truth. |
| 104929 | CRESSIDA. What, and from Troilus too? |
| 104930 | TROILUS. From Troy and Troilus. |
| 104931 | CRESSIDA. Is't possible? |
| 104932 | TROILUS. And suddenly; where injury of chance |
| 104933 | Puts back leave-taking, justles roughly by |
| 104934 | All time of pause, rudely beguiles our lips |
| 104935 | Of all rejoindure, forcibly prevents |
| 104936 | Our lock'd embrasures, strangles our dear ... |
| 104937 | Even in the birth of our own labouring bre... |
| 104938 | We two, that with so many thousand sighs |
| 104939 | Did buy each other, must poorly sell ourse... |
| 104940 | With the rude brevity and discharge of one. |
| 104941 | Injurious time now with a robber's haste |
| 104942 | Crams his rich thievery up, he knows not how. |
| 104943 | As many farewells as be stars in heaven, |
| 104944 | With distinct breath and consign'd kisses ... |
| 104945 | He fumbles up into a loose adieu, |
| 104946 | And scants us with a single famish'd kiss, |
| 104947 | Distasted with the salt of broken tears. |
| 104948 | AENEAS. [Within] My lord, is the lady ready? |
| 104949 | TROILUS. Hark! you are call'd. Some say the ... |
| 104950 | Cries 'Come' to him that instantly must die. |
| 104951 | Bid them have patience; she shall come anon. |
| 104952 | PANDARUS. Where are my tears? Rain, to lay t... |
| 104953 | will be blown up by th' root? ... |
| 104954 | CRESSIDA. I must then to the Grecians? |
| 104955 | TROILUS. No remedy. |
| 104956 | CRESSIDA. A woeful Cressid 'mongst the merry... |
| 104957 | When shall we see again? |
| 104958 | TROILUS. Hear me, my love. Be thou but true ... |
| 104959 | CRESSIDA. I true! how now! What wicked deem ... |
| 104960 | TROILUS. Nay, we must use expostulation kindly, |
| 104961 | For it is parting from us. |
| 104962 | I speak not 'Be thou true' as fearing thee, |
| 104963 | For I will throw my glove to Death himself |
| 104964 | That there's no maculation in thy heart; |
| 104965 | But 'Be thou true' say I to fashion in |
| 104966 | My sequent protestation: be thou true, |
| 104967 | And I will see thee. |
| 104968 | CRESSIDA. O, you shall be expos'd, my lord, ... |
| 104969 | As infinite as imminent! But I'll be true. |
| 104970 | TROILUS. And I'll grow friend with danger. W... |
| 104971 | CRESSIDA. And you this glove. When shall I s... |
| 104972 | TROILUS. I will corrupt the Grecian sentinels |
| 104973 | To give thee nightly visitation. |
| 104974 | But yet be true. |
| 104975 | CRESSIDA. O heavens! 'Be true' again! |
| 104976 | TROILUS. Hear why I speak it, love. |
| 104977 | The Grecian youths are full of quality; |
| 104978 | They're loving, well compos'd with gifts o... |
| 104979 | And flowing o'er with arts and exercise. |
| 104980 | How novelties may move, and parts with per... |
| 104981 | Alas, a kind of godly jealousy, |
| 104982 | Which I beseech you call a virtuous sin, |
| 104983 | Makes me afeard. |
| 104984 | CRESSIDA. O heavens! you love me not. |
| 104985 | TROILUS. Die I a villain, then! |
| 104986 | In this I do not call your faith in question |
| 104987 | So mainly as my merit. I cannot sing, |
| 104988 | Nor heel the high lavolt, nor sweeten talk, |
| 104989 | Nor play at subtle games-fair virtues all, |
| 104990 | To which the Grecians are most prompt and ... |
| 104991 | But I can tell that in each grace of these |
| 104992 | There lurks a still and dumb-discoursive d... |
| 104993 | That tempts most cunningly. But be not tem... |
| 104994 | CRESSIDA. Do you think I will? |
| 104995 | TROILUS. No. |
| 104996 | But something may be done that we will not; |
| 104997 | And sometimes we are devils to ourselves, |
| 104998 | When we will tempt the frailty of our powers, |
| 104999 | Presuming on their changeful potency. |
| 105000 | AENEAS. [Within] Nay, good my lord! |
| 105001 | TROILUS. Come, kiss; and let us part. |
| 105002 | PARIS. [Within] Brother Troilus! |
| 105003 | TROILUS. Good brother, come you hither; |
| 105004 | And bring Aeneas and the Grecian with you. |
| 105005 | CRESSIDA. My lord, will you be true? |
| 105006 | TROILUS. Who, I? Alas, it is my vice, my fault! |
| 105007 | Whiles others fish with craft for great op... |
| 105008 | I with great truth catch mere simplicity; |
| 105009 | Whilst some with cunning gild their copper... |
| 105010 | With truth and plainness I do wear mine bare. |
| 105011 | Enter AENEAS, PARIS, ANTENOR, DEIPHOBUS,... |
| 105012 | Fear not my truth: the moral of my wit |
| 105013 | Is 'plain and true'; there's all the reach... |
| 105014 | Welcome, Sir Diomed! Here is the lady |
| 105015 | Which for Antenor we deliver you; |
| 105016 | At the port, lord, I'll give her to thy hand, |
| 105017 | And by the way possess thee what she is. |
| 105018 | Entreat her fair; and, by my soul, fair Gr... |
| 105019 | If e'er thou stand at mercy of my sword, |
| 105020 | Name Cressid, and thy life shall be as safe |
| 105021 | As Priam is in Ilion. |
| 105022 | DIOMEDES. Fair Lady Cressid, |
| 105023 | So please you, save the thanks this prince... |
| 105024 | The lustre in your eye, heaven in your cheek, |
| 105025 | Pleads your fair usage; and to Diomed |
| 105026 | You shall be mistress, and command him who... |
| 105027 | TROILUS. Grecian, thou dost not use me court... |
| 105028 | To shame the zeal of my petition to the |
| 105029 | In praising her. I tell thee, lord of Greece, |
| 105030 | She is as far high-soaring o'er thy praises |
| 105031 | As thou unworthy to be call'd her servant. |
| 105032 | I charge thee use her well, even for my ch... |
| 105033 | For, by the dreadful Pluto, if thou dost not, |
| 105034 | Though the great bulk Achilles be thy guard, |
| 105035 | I'll cut thy throat. |
| 105036 | DIOMEDES. O, be not mov'd, Prince Troilus. |
| 105037 | Let me be privileg'd by my place and message |
| 105038 | To be a speaker free: when I am hence |
| 105039 | I'll answer to my lust. And know you, lord, |
| 105040 | I'll nothing do on charge: to her own worth |
| 105041 | She shall be priz'd. But that you say 'Be'... |
| 105042 | I speak it in my spirit and honour, 'No.' |
| 105043 | TROILUS. Come, to the port. I'll tell thee, ... |
| 105044 | This brave shall oft make thee to hide thy... |
| 105045 | Lady, give me your hand; and, as we walk, |
| 105046 | To our own selves bend we our needful talk. |
| 105047 | Exeunt TROILUS,... |
| 105048 | ... |
| 105049 | PARIS. Hark! Hector's trumpet. |
| 105050 | AENEAS. How have we spent this morning! |
| 105051 | The Prince must think me tardy and remiss, |
| 105052 | That swore to ride before him to the field. |
| 105053 | PARIS. 'Tis Troilus' fault. Come, come to fi... |
| 105054 | DEIPHOBUS. Let us make ready straight. |
| 105055 | AENEAS. Yea, with a bridegroom's fresh alacrity |
| 105056 | Let us address to tend on Hector's heels. |
| 105057 | The glory of our Troy doth this day lie |
| 105058 | On his fair worth and single chivalry. ... |
| 105059 | ACT IV. SCENE 5. |
| 105060 | The Grecian camp. Lists set out |
| 105061 | Enter AJAX, armed; AGAMEMNON, ACHILLES, PATROC... |
| 105062 | NESTOR, and others |
| 105063 | AGAMEMNON. Here art thou in appointment fres... |
| 105064 | Anticipating time with starting courage. |
| 105065 | Give with thy trumpet a loud note to Troy, |
| 105066 | Thou dreadful Ajax, that the appalled air |
| 105067 | May pierce the head of the great combatant, |
| 105068 | And hale him hither. |
| 105069 | AJAX. Thou, trumpet, there's my purse. |
| 105070 | Now crack thy lungs and split thy brazen p... |
| 105071 | Blow, villain, till thy sphered bias cheek |
| 105072 | Out-swell the colic of puff Aquilon'd. |
| 105073 | Come, stretch thy chest, and let thy eyes ... |
| 105074 | Thou blowest for Hector. ... |
| 105075 | ULYSSES. No trumpet answers. |
| 105076 | ACHILLES. 'Tis but early days. |
| 105077 | Enter DIOMEDES, with CRESSIDA |
| 105078 | AGAMEMNON. Is not yond Diomed, with Calchas'... |
| 105079 | ULYSSES. 'Tis he, I ken the manner of his gait: |
| 105080 | He rises on the toe. That spirit of his |
| 105081 | In aspiration lifts him from the earth. |
| 105082 | AGAMEMNON. Is this the lady Cressid? |
| 105083 | DIOMEDES. Even she. |
| 105084 | AGAMEMNON. Most dearly welcome to the Greeks... |
| 105085 | NESTOR. Our general doth salute you with a k... |
| 105086 | ULYSSES. Yet is the kindness but particular; |
| 105087 | 'Twere better she were kiss'd in general. |
| 105088 | NESTOR. And very courtly counsel: I'll begin. |
| 105089 | So much for Nestor. |
| 105090 | ACHILLES. I'll take that winter from your li... |
| 105091 | Achilles bids you welcome. |
| 105092 | MENELAUS. I had good argument for kissing once. |
| 105093 | PATROCLUS. But that's no argument for kissin... |
| 105094 | For thus popp'd Paris in his hardiment, |
| 105095 | And parted thus you and your argument. |
| 105096 | ULYSSES. O deadly gall, and theme of all our... |
| 105097 | For which we lose our heads to gild his ho... |
| 105098 | PATROCLUS. The first was Menelaus' kiss; thi... |
| 105099 | ... |
| 105100 | Patroclus kisses you. |
| 105101 | MENELAUS. O, this is trim! |
| 105102 | PATROCLUS. Paris and I kiss evermore for him. |
| 105103 | MENELAUS. I'll have my kiss, sir. Lady, by y... |
| 105104 | CRESSIDA. In kissing, do you render or receive? |
| 105105 | PATROCLUS. Both take and give. |
| 105106 | CRESSIDA. I'll make my match to live, |
| 105107 | The kiss you take is better than you give; |
| 105108 | Therefore no kiss. |
| 105109 | MENELAUS. I'll give you boot; I'll give you ... |
| 105110 | CRESSIDA. You are an odd man; give even or g... |
| 105111 | MENELAUS. An odd man, lady? Every man is odd. |
| 105112 | CRESSIDA. No, Paris is not; for you know 'ti... |
| 105113 | That you are odd, and he is even with you. |
| 105114 | MENELAUS. You fillip me o' th' head. |
| 105115 | CRESSIDA. No, I'll be sworn. |
| 105116 | ULYSSES. It were no match, your nail against... |
| 105117 | May I, sweet lady, beg a kiss of you? |
| 105118 | CRESSIDA. You may. |
| 105119 | ULYSSES. I do desire it. |
| 105120 | CRESSIDA. Why, beg then. |
| 105121 | ULYSSES. Why then, for Venus' sake give me a... |
| 105122 | When Helen is a maid again, and his. |
| 105123 | CRESSIDA. I am your debtor; claim it when 't... |
| 105124 | ULYSSES. Never's my day, and then a kiss of ... |
| 105125 | DIOMEDES. Lady, a word. I'll bring you to yo... |
| 105126 | ... |
| 105127 | NESTOR. A woman of quick sense. |
| 105128 | ULYSSES. Fie, fie upon her! |
| 105129 | There's language in her eye, her cheek, he... |
| 105130 | Nay, her foot speaks; her wanton spirits l... |
| 105131 | At every joint and motive of her body. |
| 105132 | O these encounters so glib of tongue |
| 105133 | That give a coasting welcome ere it comes, |
| 105134 | And wide unclasp the tables of their thoughts |
| 105135 | To every ticklish reader! Set them down |
| 105136 | For sluttish spoils of opportunity, |
| 105137 | And daughters of the game. ... |
| 105138 | ALL. The Troyans' trumpet. |
| 105139 | Enter HECTOR, armed; AENEAS, TROILUS, ... |
| 105140 | and other Trojans, with atten... |
| 105141 | AGAMEMNON. Yonder comes the troop. |
| 105142 | AENEAS. Hail, all the state of Greece! What ... |
| 105143 | To him that victory commands? Or do you pu... |
| 105144 | A victor shall be known? Will you the knights |
| 105145 | Shall to the edge of all extremity |
| 105146 | Pursue each other, or shall they be divided |
| 105147 | By any voice or order of the field? |
| 105148 | Hector bade ask. |
| 105149 | AGAMEMNON. Which way would Hector have it? |
| 105150 | AENEAS. He cares not; he'll obey conditions. |
| 105151 | ACHILLES. 'Tis done like Hector; but securel... |
| 105152 | A little proudly, and great deal misprizing |
| 105153 | The knight oppos'd. |
| 105154 | AENEAS. If not Achilles, sir, |
| 105155 | What is your name? |
| 105156 | ACHILLES. If not Achilles, nothing. |
| 105157 | AENEAS. Therefore Achilles. But whate'er, kn... |
| 105158 | In the extremity of great and little |
| 105159 | Valour and pride excel themselves in Hector; |
| 105160 | The one almost as infinite as all, |
| 105161 | The other blank as nothing. Weigh him well, |
| 105162 | And that which looks like pride is courtesy. |
| 105163 | This Ajax is half made of Hector's blood; |
| 105164 | In love whereof half Hector stays at home; |
| 105165 | Half heart, half hand, half Hector comes t... |
| 105166 | This blended knight, half Troyan and half ... |
| 105167 | ACHILLES. A maiden battle then? O, I perceiv... |
| 105168 | Re-enter DIOMEDES |
| 105169 | AGAMEMNON. Here is Sir Diomed. Go, gentle kn... |
| 105170 | Stand by our Ajax. As you and Lord ]Eneas |
| 105171 | Consent upon the order of their fight, |
| 105172 | So be it; either to the uttermost, |
| 105173 | Or else a breath. The combatants being kin |
| 105174 | Half stints their strife before their stro... |
| 105175 | [AJAX and ... |
| 105176 | ULYSSES. They are oppos'd already. |
| 105177 | AGAMEMNON. What Troyan is that same that loo... |
| 105178 | ULYSSES. The youngest son of Priam, a true k... |
| 105179 | Not yet mature, yet matchless; firm of word; |
| 105180 | Speaking in deeds and deedless in his tongue; |
| 105181 | Not soon provok'd, nor being provok'd soon... |
| 105182 | His heart and hand both open and both free; |
| 105183 | For what he has he gives, what thinks he s... |
| 105184 | Yet gives he not till judgment guide his b... |
| 105185 | Nor dignifies an impair thought with breath; |
| 105186 | Manly as Hector, but more dangerous; |
| 105187 | For Hector in his blaze of wrath subscribes |
| 105188 | To tender objects, but he in heat of action |
| 105189 | Is more vindicative than jealous love. |
| 105190 | They call him Troilus, and on him erect |
| 105191 | A second hope as fairly built as Hector. |
| 105192 | Thus says Aeneas, one that knows the youth |
| 105193 | Even to his inches, and, with private soul, |
| 105194 | Did in great Ilion thus translate him to me. |
| 105195 | [Alarum.... |
| 105196 | AGAMEMNON. They are in action. |
| 105197 | NESTOR. Now, Ajax, hold thine own! |
| 105198 | TROILUS. Hector, thou sleep'st; |
| 105199 | Awake thee. |
| 105200 | AGAMEMNON. His blows are well dispos'd. Ther... |
| 105201 | ... |
| 105202 | DIOMEDES. You must no more. |
| 105203 | AENEAS. Princes, enough, so please you. |
| 105204 | AJAX. I am not warm yet; let us fight again. |
| 105205 | DIOMEDES. As Hector pleases. |
| 105206 | HECTOR. Why, then will I no more. |
| 105207 | Thou art, great lord, my father's sister's... |
| 105208 | A cousin-german to great Priam's seed; |
| 105209 | The obligation of our blood forbids |
| 105210 | A gory emulation 'twixt us twain: |
| 105211 | Were thy commixtion Greek and Troyan so |
| 105212 | That thou could'st say 'This hand is Greci... |
| 105213 | And this is Troyan; the sinews of this leg |
| 105214 | All Greek, and this all Troy; my mother's ... |
| 105215 | Runs on the dexter cheek, and this sinister |
| 105216 | Bounds in my father's'; by Jove multipotent, |
| 105217 | Thou shouldst not bear from me a Greekish ... |
| 105218 | Wherein my sword had not impressure made |
| 105219 | Of our rank feud; but the just gods gainsay |
| 105220 | That any drop thou borrow'dst from thy mot... |
| 105221 | My sacred aunt, should by my mortal sword |
| 105222 | Be drained! Let me embrace thee, Ajax. |
| 105223 | By him that thunders, thou hast lusty arms; |
| 105224 | Hector would have them fall upon him thus. |
| 105225 | Cousin, all honour to thee! |
| 105226 | AJAX. I thank thee, Hector. |
| 105227 | Thou art too gentle and too free a man. |
| 105228 | I came to kill thee, cousin, and bear hence |
| 105229 | A great addition earned in thy death. |
| 105230 | HECTOR. Not Neoptolemus so mirable, |
| 105231 | On whose bright crest Fame with her loud's... |
| 105232 | Cries 'This is he' could promise to himself |
| 105233 | A thought of added honour torn from Hector. |
| 105234 | AENEAS. There is expectance here from both t... |
| 105235 | What further you will do. |
| 105236 | HECTOR. We'll answer it: |
| 105237 | The issue is embracement. Ajax, farewell. |
| 105238 | AJAX. If I might in entreaties find success, |
| 105239 | As seld I have the chance, I would desire |
| 105240 | My famous cousin to our Grecian tents. |
| 105241 | DIOMEDES. 'Tis Agamemnon's wish; and great A... |
| 105242 | Doth long to see unarm'd the valiant Hector. |
| 105243 | HECTOR. Aeneas, call my brother Troilus to me, |
| 105244 | And signify this loving interview |
| 105245 | To the expecters of our Troyan part; |
| 105246 | Desire them home. Give me thy hand, my cou... |
| 105247 | I will go eat with thee, and see your knig... |
| 105248 | AGAMEMNON and the rest of the Greeks c... |
| 105249 | AJAX. Great Agamemnon comes to meet us here. |
| 105250 | HECTOR. The worthiest of them tell me name b... |
| 105251 | But for Achilles, my own searching eyes |
| 105252 | Shall find him by his large and portly size. |
| 105253 | AGAMEMNON.Worthy all arms! as welcome as to one |
| 105254 | That would be rid of such an enemy. |
| 105255 | But that's no welcome. Understand more clear, |
| 105256 | What's past and what's to come is strew'd ... |
| 105257 | And formless ruin of oblivion; |
| 105258 | But in this extant moment, faith and troth, |
| 105259 | Strain'd purely from all hollow bias-drawing, |
| 105260 | Bids thee with most divine integrity, |
| 105261 | From heart of very heart, great Hector, we... |
| 105262 | HECTOR. I thank thee, most imperious Agamemnon. |
| 105263 | AGAMEMNON. [To Troilus] My well-fam'd lord o... |
| 105264 | MENELAUS. Let me confirm my princely brother... |
| 105265 | You brace of warlike brothers, welcome hit... |
| 105266 | HECTOR. Who must we answer? |
| 105267 | AENEAS. The noble Menelaus. |
| 105268 | HECTOR. O you, my lord? By Mars his gauntlet... |
| 105269 | Mock not that I affect the untraded oath; |
| 105270 | Your quondam wife swears still by Venus' g... |
| 105271 | She's well, but bade me not commend her to... |
| 105272 | MENELAUS. Name her not now, sir; she's a dea... |
| 105273 | HECTOR. O, pardon; I offend. |
| 105274 | NESTOR. I have, thou gallant Troyan, seen th... |
| 105275 | Labouring for destiny, make cruel way |
| 105276 | Through ranks of Greekish youth; and I hav... |
| 105277 | As hot as Perseus, spur thy Phrygian steed, |
| 105278 | Despising many forfeits and subduements, |
| 105279 | When thou hast hung thy advanced sword i' ... |
| 105280 | Not letting it decline on the declined; |
| 105281 | That I have said to some my standers-by |
| 105282 | 'Lo, Jupiter is yonder, dealing life!' |
| 105283 | And I have seen thee pause and take thy br... |
| 105284 | When that a ring of Greeks have hemm'd the... |
| 105285 | Like an Olympian wrestling. This have I seen; |
| 105286 | But this thy countenance, still lock'd in ... |
| 105287 | I never saw till now. I knew thy grandsire, |
| 105288 | And once fought with him. He was a soldier... |
| 105289 | But, by great Mars, the captain of us all, |
| 105290 | Never like thee. O, let an old man embrace... |
| 105291 | And, worthy warrior, welcome to our tents. |
| 105292 | AENEAS. 'Tis the old Nestor. |
| 105293 | HECTOR. Let me embrace thee, good old chroni... |
| 105294 | That hast so long walk'd hand in hand with... |
| 105295 | Most reverend Nestor, I am glad to clasp t... |
| 105296 | NESTOR. I would my arms could match thee in ... |
| 105297 | As they contend with thee in courtesy. |
| 105298 | HECTOR. I would they could. |
| 105299 | NESTOR. Ha! |
| 105300 | By this white beard, I'd fight with thee t... |
| 105301 | Well, welcome, welcome! I have seen the time. |
| 105302 | ULYSSES. I wonder now how yonder city stands, |
| 105303 | When we have here her base and pillar by us. |
| 105304 | HECTOR. I know your favour, Lord Ulysses, well. |
| 105305 | Ah, sir, there's many a Greek and Troyan d... |
| 105306 | Since first I saw yourself and Diomed |
| 105307 | In Ilion on your Greekish embassy. |
| 105308 | ULYSSES. Sir, I foretold you then what would... |
| 105309 | My prophecy is but half his journey yet; |
| 105310 | For yonder walls, that pertly front your t... |
| 105311 | Yond towers, whose wanton tops do buss the... |
| 105312 | Must kiss their own feet. |
| 105313 | HECTOR. I must not believe you. |
| 105314 | There they stand yet; and modestly I think |
| 105315 | The fall of every Phrygian stone will cost |
| 105316 | A drop of Grecian blood. The end crowns all; |
| 105317 | And that old common arbitrator, Time, |
| 105318 | Will one day end it. |
| 105319 | ULYSSES. So to him we leave it. |
| 105320 | Most gentle and most valiant Hector, welcome. |
| 105321 | After the General, I beseech you next |
| 105322 | To feast with me and see me at my tent. |
| 105323 | ACHILLES. I shall forestall thee, Lord Ulyss... |
| 105324 | Now, Hector, I have fed mine eyes on thee; |
| 105325 | I have with exact view perus'd thee, Hector, |
| 105326 | And quoted joint by joint. |
| 105327 | HECTOR. Is this Achilles? |
| 105328 | ACHILLES. I am Achilles. |
| 105329 | HECTOR. Stand fair, I pray thee; let me look... |
| 105330 | ACHILLES. Behold thy fill. |
| 105331 | HECTOR. Nay, I have done already. |
| 105332 | ACHILLES. Thou art too brief. I will the sec... |
| 105333 | As I would buy thee, view thee limb by limb. |
| 105334 | HECTOR. O, like a book of sport thou'lt read... |
| 105335 | But there's more in me than thou understan... |
| 105336 | Why dost thou so oppress me with thine eye? |
| 105337 | ACHILLES. Tell me, you heavens, in which par... |
| 105338 | Shall I destroy him? Whether there, or the... |
| 105339 | That I may give the local wound a name, |
| 105340 | And make distinct the very breach whereout |
| 105341 | Hector's great spirit flew. Answer me, hea... |
| 105342 | HECTOR. It would discredit the blest gods, p... |
| 105343 | To answer such a question. Stand again. |
| 105344 | Think'st thou to catch my life so pleasantly |
| 105345 | As to prenominate in nice conjecture |
| 105346 | Where thou wilt hit me dead? |
| 105347 | ACHILLES. I tell thee yea. |
| 105348 | HECTOR. Wert thou an oracle to tell me so, |
| 105349 | I'd not believe thee. Henceforth guard the... |
| 105350 | For I'll not kill thee there, nor there, n... |
| 105351 | But, by the forge that stithied Mars his h... |
| 105352 | I'll kill thee everywhere, yea, o'er and o... |
| 105353 | You wisest Grecians, pardon me this brag. |
| 105354 | His insolence draws folly from my lips; |
| 105355 | But I'll endeavour deeds to match these wo... |
| 105356 | Or may I never- |
| 105357 | AJAX. Do not chafe thee, cousin; |
| 105358 | And you, Achilles, let these threats alone |
| 105359 | Till accident or purpose bring you to't. |
| 105360 | You may have every day enough of Hector, |
| 105361 | If you have stomach. The general state, I ... |
| 105362 | Can scarce entreat you to be odd with him. |
| 105363 | HECTOR. I pray you let us see you in the field; |
| 105364 | We have had pelting wars since you refus'd |
| 105365 | The Grecians' cause. |
| 105366 | ACHILLES. Dost thou entreat me, Hector? |
| 105367 | To-morrow do I meet thee, fell as death; |
| 105368 | To-night all friends. |
| 105369 | HECTOR. Thy hand upon that match. |
| 105370 | AGAMEMNON. First, all you peers of Greece, g... |
| 105371 | There in the full convive we; afterwards, |
| 105372 | As Hector's leisure and your bounties shall |
| 105373 | Concur together, severally entreat him. |
| 105374 | Beat loud the tambourines, let the trumpet... |
| 105375 | That this great soldier may his welcome know. |
| 105376 | Exeunt all ... |
| 105377 | TROILUS. My Lord Ulysses, tell me, I beseech... |
| 105378 | In what place of the field doth Calchas keep? |
| 105379 | ULYSSES. At Menelaus' tent, most princely Tr... |
| 105380 | There Diomed doth feast with him to-night, |
| 105381 | Who neither looks upon the heaven nor earth, |
| 105382 | But gives all gaze and bent of amorous view |
| 105383 | On the fair Cressid. |
| 105384 | TROILUS. Shall I, sweet lord, be bound to yo... |
| 105385 | After we part from Agamemnon's tent, |
| 105386 | To bring me thither? |
| 105387 | ULYSSES. You shall command me, sir. |
| 105388 | As gentle tell me of what honour was |
| 105389 | This Cressida in Troy? Had she no lover there |
| 105390 | That wails her absence? |
| 105391 | TROILUS. O, sir, to such as boasting show th... |
| 105392 | A mock is due. Will you walk on, my lord? |
| 105393 | She was belov'd, she lov'd; she is, and doth; |
| 105394 | But still sweet love is food for fortune's... |
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| 105403 | ACT V. SCENE 1. |
| 105404 | The Grecian camp. Before the tent of ACHILLES |
| 105405 | Enter ACHILLES and PATROCLUS |
| 105406 | ACHILLES. I'll heat his blood with Greekish ... |
| 105407 | Which with my scimitar I'll cool to-morrow. |
| 105408 | Patroclus, let us feast him to the height. |
| 105409 | PATROCLUS. Here comes Thersites. |
| 105410 | Enter THERSITES |
| 105411 | ACHILLES. How now, thou core of envy! |
| 105412 | Thou crusty batch of nature, what's the news? |
| 105413 | THERSITES. Why, thou picture of what thou se... |
| 105414 | idiot worshippers, here's a letter for thee. |
| 105415 | ACHILLES. From whence, fragment? |
| 105416 | THERSITES. Why, thou full dish of fool, from... |
| 105417 | PATROCLUS. Who keeps the tent now? |
| 105418 | THERSITES. The surgeon's box or the patient'... |
| 105419 | PATROCLUS. Well said, Adversity! and what ne... |
| 105420 | THERSITES. Prithee, be silent, boy; I profit... |
| 105421 | art said to be Achilles' male varlet. |
| 105422 | PATROCLUS. Male varlet, you rogue! What's that? |
| 105423 | THERSITES. Why, his masculine whore. Now, th... |
| 105424 | the south, the guts-griping ruptures, cata... |
| 105425 | in the back, lethargies, cold palsies, raw... |
| 105426 | livers, wheezing lungs, bladders full of i... |
| 105427 | limekilns i' th' palm, incurable bone-ache... |
| 105428 | simple of the tetter, take and take again ... |
| 105429 | discoveries! |
| 105430 | PATROCLUS. Why, thou damnable box of envy, t... |
| 105431 | to curse thus? |
| 105432 | THERSITES. Do I curse thee? |
| 105433 | PATROCLUS. Why, no, you ruinous butt; you wh... |
| 105434 | indistinguishable cur, no. |
| 105435 | THERSITES. No! Why art thou, then, exasperat... |
| 105436 | skein of sleid silk, thou green sarcenet f... |
| 105437 | thou tassel of a prodigal's purse, thou? A... |
| 105438 | pest'red with such water-flies-diminutives... |
| 105439 | PATROCLUS. Out, gall! |
| 105440 | THERSITES. Finch egg! |
| 105441 | ACHILLES. My sweet Patroclus, I am thwarted ... |
| 105442 | From my great purpose in to-morrow's battle. |
| 105443 | Here is a letter from Queen Hecuba, |
| 105444 | A token from her daughter, my fair love, |
| 105445 | Both taxing me and gaging me to keep |
| 105446 | An oath that I have sworn. I will not brea... |
| 105447 | Fall Greeks; fail fame; honour or go or stay; |
| 105448 | My major vow lies here, this I'll obey. |
| 105449 | Come, come, Thersites, help to trim my tent; |
| 105450 | This night in banqueting must all be spent. |
| 105451 | Away, Patroclus! ... |
| 105452 | THERSITES. With too much blood and too littl... |
| 105453 | run mad; but, if with too much brain and t... |
| 105454 | I'll be a curer of madmen. Here's Agamemno... |
| 105455 | enough, and one that loves quails, but he ... |
| 105456 | as ear-wax; and the goodly transformation ... |
| 105457 | brother, the bull, the primitive statue an... |
| 105458 | cuckolds, a thrifty shoeing-horn in a chai... |
| 105459 | brother's leg-to what form but that he is,... |
| 105460 | malice, and malice forced with wit, turn h... |
| 105461 | nothing: he is both ass and ox. To an ox, ... |
| 105462 | ox and ass. To be a dog, a mule, a cat, a ... |
| 105463 | lizard, an owl, a put-tock, or a herring w... |
| 105464 | not care; but to be Menelaus, I would cons... |
| 105465 | Ask me not what I would be, if I were not ... |
| 105466 | not to be the louse of a lazar, so I were ... |
| 105467 | sprites and fires! |
| 105468 | Enter HECTOR, TROILUS, AJAX, AGAMEMNO... |
| 105469 | NESTOR, MENELAUS, and DIOMEDES, wi... |
| 105470 | AGAMEMNON. We go wrong, we go wrong. |
| 105471 | AJAX. No, yonder 'tis; |
| 105472 | There, where we see the lights. |
| 105473 | HECTOR. I trouble you. |
| 105474 | AJAX. No, not a whit. |
| 105475 | Re-enter ACHILLES |
| 105476 | ULYSSES. Here comes himself to guide you. |
| 105477 | ACHILLES. Welcome, brave Hector; welcome, Pr... |
| 105478 | AGAMEMNON. So now, fair Prince of Troy, I bi... |
| 105479 | Ajax commands the guard to tend on you. |
| 105480 | HECTOR. Thanks, and good night to the Greeks... |
| 105481 | MENELAUS. Good night, my lord. |
| 105482 | HECTOR. Good night, sweet Lord Menelaus. |
| 105483 | THERSITES. Sweet draught! 'Sweet' quoth 'a? |
| 105484 | Sweet sink, sweet sewer! |
| 105485 | ACHILLES. Good night and welcome, both at on... |
| 105486 | That go or tarry. |
| 105487 | AGAMEMNON. Good night. |
| 105488 | Exeunt... |
| 105489 | ACHILLES. Old Nestor tarries; and you too, D... |
| 105490 | Keep Hector company an hour or two. |
| 105491 | DIOMEDES. I cannot, lord; I have important b... |
| 105492 | The tide whereof is now. Good night, great... |
| 105493 | HECTOR. Give me your hand. |
| 105494 | ULYSSES. [Aside to TROILUS] Follow his torch... |
| 105495 | Calchas' tent; I'll keep you company. |
| 105496 | TROILUS. Sweet sir, you honour me. |
| 105497 | HECTOR. And so, good night. |
| 105498 | Exit DIOMEDES; ULYSSE... |
| 105499 | ACHILLES. Come, come, enter my tent. |
| 105500 | E... |
| 105501 | THERSITES. That same Diomed's a false-hearte... |
| 105502 | knave; I will no more trust him when he le... |
| 105503 | serpent when he hisses. He will spend his ... |
| 105504 | Brabbler the hound; but when he performs, ... |
| 105505 | it: it is prodigious, there will come some... |
| 105506 | borrows of the moon when Diomed keeps his ... |
| 105507 | leave to see Hector than not to dog him. T... |
| 105508 | Troyan drab, and uses the traitor Calchas'... |
| 105509 | Nothing but lechery! All incontinent varle... |
| 105510 | ACT V. SCENE 2. |
| 105511 | The Grecian camp. Before CALCHAS' tent |
| 105512 | Enter DIOMEDES |
| 105513 | DIOMEDES. What, are you up here, ho? Speak. |
| 105514 | CALCHAS. [Within] Who calls? |
| 105515 | DIOMEDES. Diomed. Calchas, I think. Where's ... |
| 105516 | CALCHAS. [Within] She comes to you. |
| 105517 | Enter TROILUS and ULYSSES, at a distance... |
| 105518 | THERSITES |
| 105519 | ULYSSES. Stand where the torch may not disco... |
| 105520 | Enter CRESSIDA |
| 105521 | TROILUS. Cressid comes forth to him. |
| 105522 | DIOMEDES. How now, my charge! |
| 105523 | CRESSIDA. Now, my sweet guardian! Hark, a wo... |
| 105524 | [Whispers] |
| 105525 | TROILUS. Yea, so familiar! |
| 105526 | ULYSSES. She will sing any man at first sight. |
| 105527 | THERSITES. And any man may sing her, if he c... |
| 105528 | she's noted. |
| 105529 | DIOMEDES. Will you remember? |
| 105530 | CRESSIDA. Remember? Yes. |
| 105531 | DIOMEDES. Nay, but do, then; |
| 105532 | And let your mind be coupled with your words. |
| 105533 | TROILUS. What shall she remember? |
| 105534 | ULYSSES. List! |
| 105535 | CRESSIDA. Sweet honey Greek, tempt me no mor... |
| 105536 | THERSITES. Roguery! |
| 105537 | DIOMEDES. Nay, then- |
| 105538 | CRESSIDA. I'll tell you what- |
| 105539 | DIOMEDES. Fo, fo! come, tell a pin; you are ... |
| 105540 | CRESSIDA. In faith, I cannot. What would you... |
| 105541 | THERSITES. A juggling trick, to be secretly ... |
| 105542 | DIOMEDES. What did you swear you would besto... |
| 105543 | CRESSIDA. I prithee, do not hold me to mine ... |
| 105544 | Bid me do anything but that, sweet Greek. |
| 105545 | DIOMEDES. Good night. |
| 105546 | TROILUS. Hold, patience! |
| 105547 | ULYSSES. How now, Troyan! |
| 105548 | CRESSIDA. Diomed! |
| 105549 | DIOMEDES. No, no, good night; I'll be your f... |
| 105550 | TROILUS. Thy better must. |
| 105551 | CRESSIDA. Hark! a word in your ear. |
| 105552 | TROILUS. O plague and madness! |
| 105553 | ULYSSES. You are moved, Prince; let us depar... |
| 105554 | Lest your displeasure should enlarge itself |
| 105555 | To wrathful terms. This place is dangerous; |
| 105556 | The time right deadly; I beseech you, go. |
| 105557 | TROILUS. Behold, I pray you. |
| 105558 | ULYSSES. Nay, good my lord, go off; |
| 105559 | You flow to great distraction; come, my lord. |
| 105560 | TROILUS. I prithee stay. |
| 105561 | ULYSSES. You have not patience; come. |
| 105562 | TROILUS. I pray you, stay; by hell and all h... |
| 105563 | I will not speak a word. |
| 105564 | DIOMEDES. And so, good night. |
| 105565 | CRESSIDA. Nay, but you part in anger. |
| 105566 | TROILUS. Doth that grieve thee? O withered t... |
| 105567 | ULYSSES. How now, my lord? |
| 105568 | TROILUS. By Jove, I will be patient. |
| 105569 | CRESSIDA. Guardian! Why, Greek! |
| 105570 | DIOMEDES. Fo, fo! adieu! you palter. |
| 105571 | CRESSIDA. In faith, I do not. Come hither on... |
| 105572 | ULYSSES. You shake, my lord, at something; w... |
| 105573 | You will break out. |
| 105574 | TROILUS. She strokes his cheek. |
| 105575 | ULYSSES. Come, come. |
| 105576 | TROILUS. Nay, stay; by Jove, I will not spea... |
| 105577 | There is between my will and all offences |
| 105578 | A guard of patience. Stay a little while. |
| 105579 | THERSITES. How the devil luxury, with his fa... |
| 105580 | finger, tickles these together! Fry, leche... |
| 105581 | DIOMEDES. But will you, then? |
| 105582 | CRESSIDA. In faith, I will, lo; never trust ... |
| 105583 | DIOMEDES. Give me some token for the surety ... |
| 105584 | CRESSIDA. I'll fetch you one. ... |
| 105585 | ULYSSES. You have sworn patience. |
| 105586 | TROILUS. Fear me not, my lord; |
| 105587 | I will not be myself, nor have cognition |
| 105588 | Of what I feel. I am all patience. |
| 105589 | Re-enter CRESSIDA |
| 105590 | THERSITES. Now the pledge; now, now, now! |
| 105591 | CRESSIDA. Here, Diomed, keep this sleeve. |
| 105592 | TROILUS. O beauty! where is thy faith? |
| 105593 | ULYSSES. My lord! |
| 105594 | TROILUS. I will be patient; outwardly I will. |
| 105595 | CRESSIDA. You look upon that sleeve; behold ... |
| 105596 | He lov'd me-O false wench!-Give't me again. |
| 105597 | DIOMEDES. Whose was't? |
| 105598 | CRESSIDA. It is no matter, now I ha't again. |
| 105599 | I will not meet with you to-morrow night. |
| 105600 | I prithee, Diomed, visit me no more. |
| 105601 | THERSITES. Now she sharpens. Well said, whet... |
| 105602 | DIOMEDES. I shall have it. |
| 105603 | CRESSIDA. What, this? |
| 105604 | DIOMEDES. Ay, that. |
| 105605 | CRESSIDA. O all you gods! O pretty, pretty p... |
| 105606 | Thy master now lies thinking on his bed |
| 105607 | Of thee and me, and sighs, and takes my gl... |
| 105608 | And gives memorial dainty kisses to it, |
| 105609 | As I kiss thee. Nay, do not snatch it from... |
| 105610 | He that takes that doth take my heart withal. |
| 105611 | DIOMEDES. I had your heart before; this foll... |
| 105612 | TROILUS. I did swear patience. |
| 105613 | CRESSIDA. You shall not have it, Diomed; fai... |
| 105614 | I'll give you something else. |
| 105615 | DIOMEDES. I will have this. Whose was it? |
| 105616 | CRESSIDA. It is no matter. |
| 105617 | DIOMEDES. Come, tell me whose it was. |
| 105618 | CRESSIDA. 'Twas one's that lov'd me better t... |
| 105619 | But, now you have it, take it. |
| 105620 | DIOMEDES. Whose was it? |
| 105621 | CRESSIDA. By all Diana's waiting women yond, |
| 105622 | And by herself, I will not tell you whose. |
| 105623 | DIOMEDES. To-morrow will I wear it on my hel... |
| 105624 | And grieve his spirit that dares not chall... |
| 105625 | TROILUS. Wert thou the devil and wor'st it o... |
| 105626 | It should be challeng'd. |
| 105627 | CRESSIDA. Well, well, 'tis done, 'tis past; ... |
| 105628 | I will not keep my word. |
| 105629 | DIOMEDES. Why, then farewell; |
| 105630 | Thou never shalt mock Diomed again. |
| 105631 | CRESSIDA. You shall not go. One cannot speak... |
| 105632 | But it straight starts you. |
| 105633 | DIOMEDES. I do not like this fooling. |
| 105634 | THERSITES. Nor I, by Pluto; but that that li... |
| 105635 | Pleases me best. |
| 105636 | DIOMEDES. What, shall I come? The hour- |
| 105637 | CRESSIDA. Ay, come-O Jove! Do come. I shall ... |
| 105638 | DIOMEDES. Farewell till then. |
| 105639 | CRESSIDA. Good night. I prithee come. ... |
| 105640 | Troilus, farewell! One eye yet looks on thee; |
| 105641 | But with my heart the other eye doth see. |
| 105642 | Ah, poor our sex! this fault in us I find, |
| 105643 | The error of our eye directs our mind. |
| 105644 | What error leads must err; O, then conclude, |
| 105645 | Minds sway'd by eyes are full of turpitude... |
| 105646 | THERSITES. A proof of strength she could not... |
| 105647 | Unless she said 'My mind is now turn'd who... |
| 105648 | ULYSSES. All's done, my lord. |
| 105649 | TROILUS. It is. |
| 105650 | ULYSSES. Why stay we, then? |
| 105651 | TROILUS. To make a recordation to my soul |
| 105652 | Of every syllable that here was spoke. |
| 105653 | But if I tell how these two did coact, |
| 105654 | Shall I not lie in publishing a truth? |
| 105655 | Sith yet there is a credence in my heart, |
| 105656 | An esperance so obstinately strong, |
| 105657 | That doth invert th' attest of eyes and ears; |
| 105658 | As if those organs had deceptious functions |
| 105659 | Created only to calumniate. |
| 105660 | Was Cressid here? |
| 105661 | ULYSSES. I cannot conjure, Troyan. |
| 105662 | TROILUS. She was not, sure. |
| 105663 | ULYSSES. Most sure she was. |
| 105664 | TROILUS. Why, my negation hath no taste of m... |
| 105665 | ULYSSES. Nor mine, my lord. Cressid was here... |
| 105666 | TROILUS. Let it not be believ'd for womanhood. |
| 105667 | Think, we had mothers; do not give advantage |
| 105668 | To stubborn critics, apt, without a theme, |
| 105669 | For depravation, to square the general sex |
| 105670 | By Cressid's rule. Rather think this not C... |
| 105671 | ULYSSES. What hath she done, Prince, that ca... |
| 105672 | TROILUS. Nothing at all, unless that this we... |
| 105673 | THERSITES. Will 'a swagger himself out on's ... |
| 105674 | TROILUS. This she? No; this is Diomed's Cres... |
| 105675 | If beauty have a soul, this is not she; |
| 105676 | If souls guide vows, if vows be sanctimonies, |
| 105677 | If sanctimony be the god's delight, |
| 105678 | If there be rule in unity itself, |
| 105679 | This was not she. O madness of discourse, |
| 105680 | That cause sets up with and against itself! |
| 105681 | Bifold authority! where reason can revolt |
| 105682 | Without perdition, and loss assume all reason |
| 105683 | Without revolt: this is, and is not, Cress... |
| 105684 | Within my soul there doth conduce a fight |
| 105685 | Of this strange nature, that a thing insep... |
| 105686 | Divides more wider than the sky and earth; |
| 105687 | And yet the spacious breadth of this division |
| 105688 | Admits no orifex for a point as subtle |
| 105689 | As Ariachne's broken woof to enter. |
| 105690 | Instance, O instance! strong as Pluto's ga... |
| 105691 | Cressid is mine, tied with the bonds of he... |
| 105692 | Instance, O instance! strong as heaven its... |
| 105693 | The bonds of heaven are slipp'd, dissolv'd... |
| 105694 | And with another knot, five-finger-tied, |
| 105695 | The fractions of her faith, orts of her love, |
| 105696 | The fragments, scraps, the bits, and greas... |
| 105697 | Of her o'er-eaten faith, are bound to Diomed. |
| 105698 | ULYSSES. May worthy Troilus be half-attach'd |
| 105699 | With that which here his passion doth expr... |
| 105700 | TROILUS. Ay, Greek; and that shall be divulg... |
| 105701 | In characters as red as Mars his heart |
| 105702 | Inflam'd with Venus. Never did young man f... |
| 105703 | With so eternal and so fix'd a soul. |
| 105704 | Hark, Greek: as much as I do Cressid love, |
| 105705 | So much by weight hate I her Diomed. |
| 105706 | That sleeve is mine that he'll bear on his... |
| 105707 | Were it a casque compos'd by Vulcan's skill |
| 105708 | My sword should bite it. Not the dreadful ... |
| 105709 | Which shipmen do the hurricano call, |
| 105710 | Constring'd in mass by the almighty sun, |
| 105711 | Shall dizzy with more clamour Neptune's ear |
| 105712 | In his descent than shall my prompted sword |
| 105713 | Falling on Diomed. |
| 105714 | THERSITES. He'll tickle it for his concupy. |
| 105715 | TROILUS. O Cressid! O false Cressid! false, ... |
| 105716 | Let all untruths stand by thy stained name, |
| 105717 | And they'll seem glorious. |
| 105718 | ULYSSES. O, contain yourself; |
| 105719 | Your passion draws ears hither. |
| 105720 | Enter AENEAS |
| 105721 | AENEAS. I have been seeking you this hour, m... |
| 105722 | Hector, by this, is arming him in Troy; |
| 105723 | Ajax, your guard, stays to conduct you home. |
| 105724 | TROILUS. Have with you, Prince. My courteous... |
| 105725 | Fairwell, revolted fair!-and, Diomed, |
| 105726 | Stand fast and wear a castle on thy head. |
| 105727 | ULYSSES. I'll bring you to the gates. |
| 105728 | TROILUS. Accept distracted thanks. |
| 105729 | Exeunt TROILUS, AENEAS. and ULYSSES |
| 105730 | THERSITES. Would I could meet that rogue Dio... |
| 105731 | a raven; I would bode, I would bode. Patro... |
| 105732 | anything for the intelligence of this whor... |
| 105733 | do more for an almond than he for a commod... |
| 105734 | lechery! Still wars and lechery! Nothing e... |
| 105735 | burning devil take them! ... |
| 105736 | ACT V. SCENE 3. |
| 105737 | Troy. Before PRIAM'S palace |
| 105738 | Enter HECTOR and ANDROMACHE |
| 105739 | ANDROMACHE. When was my lord so much ungentl... |
| 105740 | To stop his ears against admonishment? |
| 105741 | Unarm, unarm, and do not fight to-day. |
| 105742 | HECTOR. You train me to offend you; get you in. |
| 105743 | By all the everlasting gods, I'll go. |
| 105744 | ANDROMACHE. My dreams will, sure, prove omin... |
| 105745 | HECTOR. No more, I say. |
| 105746 | Enter CASSANDRA |
| 105747 | CASSANDRA. Where is my brother Hector? |
| 105748 | ANDROMACHE. Here, sister, arm'd, and bloody ... |
| 105749 | Consort with me in loud and dear petition, |
| 105750 | Pursue we him on knees; for I have dreamt |
| 105751 | Of bloody turbulence, and this whole night |
| 105752 | Hath nothing been but shapes and forms of ... |
| 105753 | CASSANDRA. O, 'tis true! |
| 105754 | HECTOR. Ho! bid my trumpet sound. |
| 105755 | CASSANDRA. No notes of sally, for the heaven... |
| 105756 | HECTOR. Be gone, I say. The gods have heard ... |
| 105757 | CASSANDRA. The gods are deaf to hot and peev... |
| 105758 | They are polluted off'rings, more abhorr'd |
| 105759 | Than spotted livers in the sacrifice. |
| 105760 | ANDROMACHE. O, be persuaded! Do not count it... |
| 105761 | To hurt by being just. It is as lawful, |
| 105762 | For we would give much, to use violent thefts |
| 105763 | And rob in the behalf of charity. |
| 105764 | CASSANDRA. It is the purpose that makes stro... |
| 105765 | But vows to every purpose must not hold. |
| 105766 | Unarm, sweet Hector. |
| 105767 | HECTOR. Hold you still, I say. |
| 105768 | Mine honour keeps the weather of my fate. |
| 105769 | Life every man holds dear; but the dear man |
| 105770 | Holds honour far more precious dear than l... |
| 105771 | Enter TROILUS |
| 105772 | How now, young man! Mean'st thou to fight ... |
| 105773 | ANDROMACHE. Cassandra, call my father to per... |
| 105774 | ... |
| 105775 | HECTOR. No, faith, young Troilus; doff thy h... |
| 105776 | I am to-day i' th' vein of chivalry. |
| 105777 | Let grow thy sinews till their knots be st... |
| 105778 | And tempt not yet the brushes of the war. |
| 105779 | Unarm thee, go; and doubt thou not, brave ... |
| 105780 | I'll stand to-day for thee and me and Troy. |
| 105781 | TROILUS. Brother, you have a vice of mercy i... |
| 105782 | Which better fits a lion than a man. |
| 105783 | HECTOR. What vice is that, good Troilus? |
| 105784 | Chide me for it. |
| 105785 | TROILUS. When many times the captive Grecian... |
| 105786 | Even in the fan and wind of your fair sword, |
| 105787 | You bid them rise and live. |
| 105788 | HECTOR. O, 'tis fair play! |
| 105789 | TROILUS. Fool's play, by heaven, Hector. |
| 105790 | HECTOR. How now! how now! |
| 105791 | TROILUS. For th' love of all the gods, |
| 105792 | Let's leave the hermit Pity with our mother; |
| 105793 | And when we have our armours buckled on, |
| 105794 | The venom'd vengeance ride upon our swords, |
| 105795 | Spur them to ruthful work, rein them from ... |
| 105796 | HECTOR. Fie, savage, fie! |
| 105797 | TROILUS. Hector, then 'tis wars. |
| 105798 | HECTOR. Troilus, I would not have you fight ... |
| 105799 | TROILUS. Who should withhold me? |
| 105800 | Not fate, obedience, nor the hand of Mars |
| 105801 | Beck'ning with fiery truncheon my retire; |
| 105802 | Not Priamus and Hecuba on knees, |
| 105803 | Their eyes o'ergalled with recourse of tears; |
| 105804 | Nor you, my brother, with your true sword ... |
| 105805 | Oppos'd to hinder me, should stop my way, |
| 105806 | But by my ruin. |
| 105807 | Re-enter CASSANDRA, with PRIAM |
| 105808 | CASSANDRA. Lay hold upon him, Priam, hold hi... |
| 105809 | He is thy crutch; now if thou lose thy sta... |
| 105810 | Thou on him leaning, and all Troy on thee, |
| 105811 | Fall all together. |
| 105812 | PRIAM. Come, Hector, come, go back. |
| 105813 | Thy wife hath dreamt; thy mother hath had ... |
| 105814 | Cassandra doth foresee; and I myself |
| 105815 | Am like a prophet suddenly enrapt |
| 105816 | To tell thee that this day is ominous. |
| 105817 | Therefore, come back. |
| 105818 | HECTOR. Aeneas is a-field; |
| 105819 | And I do stand engag'd to many Greeks, |
| 105820 | Even in the faith of valour, to appear |
| 105821 | This morning to them. |
| 105822 | PRIAM. Ay, but thou shalt not go. |
| 105823 | HECTOR. I must not break my faith. |
| 105824 | You know me dutiful; therefore, dear sir, |
| 105825 | Let me not shame respect; but give me leave |
| 105826 | To take that course by your consent and voice |
| 105827 | Which you do here forbid me, royal Priam. |
| 105828 | CASSANDRA. O Priam, yield not to him! |
| 105829 | ANDROMACHE. Do not, dear father. |
| 105830 | HECTOR. Andromache, I am offended with you. |
| 105831 | Upon the love you bear me, get you in. |
| 105832 | ... |
| 105833 | TROILUS. This foolish, dreaming, superstitio... |
| 105834 | Makes all these bodements. |
| 105835 | CASSANDRA. O, farewell, dear Hector! |
| 105836 | Look how thou diest. Look how thy eye turn... |
| 105837 | Look how thy wounds do bleed at many vents. |
| 105838 | Hark how Troy roars; how Hecuba cries out; |
| 105839 | How poor Andromache shrills her dolours fo... |
| 105840 | Behold distraction, frenzy, and amazement, |
| 105841 | Like witless antics, one another meet, |
| 105842 | And all cry, Hector! Hector's dead! O Hector! |
| 105843 | TROILUS. Away, away! |
| 105844 | CASSANDRA. Farewell!-yet, soft! Hector, I ta... |
| 105845 | Thou dost thyself and all our Troy deceive... |
| 105846 | HECTOR. You are amaz'd, my liege, at her exc... |
| 105847 | Go in, and cheer the town; we'll forth, an... |
| 105848 | Do deeds worth praise and tell you them at... |
| 105849 | PRIAM. Farewell. The gods with safety stand ... |
| 105850 | Exeunt severally PR... |
| 105851 | TROILUS. They are at it, hark! Proud Diomed,... |
| 105852 | I come to lose my arm or win my sleeve. |
| 105853 | Enter PANDARUS |
| 105854 | PANDARUS. Do you hear, my lord? Do you hear? |
| 105855 | TROILUS. What now? |
| 105856 | PANDARUS. Here's a letter come from yond poo... |
| 105857 | TROILUS. Let me read. |
| 105858 | PANDARUS. A whoreson tisick, a whoreson rasc... |
| 105859 | me, and the foolish fortune of this girl, ... |
| 105860 | what another, that I shall leave you one o... |
| 105861 | a rheum in mine eyes too, and such an ache... |
| 105862 | unless a man were curs'd I cannot tell wha... |
| 105863 | says she there? |
| 105864 | TROILUS. Words, words, mere words, no matter... |
| 105865 | Th' effect doth operate another way. |
| 105866 | ... |
| 105867 | Go, wind, to wind, there turn and change t... |
| 105868 | My love with words and errors still she fe... |
| 105869 | But edifies another with her deeds. ... |
| 105870 | ACT V. SCENE 4. |
| 105871 | The plain between Troy and the Grecian camp |
| 105872 | Enter THERSITES. Excursions |
| 105873 | THERSITES. Now they are clapper-clawing one ... |
| 105874 | on. That dissembling abominable varlet, Di... |
| 105875 | scurvy doting foolish young knave's sleeve... |
| 105876 | helm. I would fain see them meet, that tha... |
| 105877 | that loves the whore there might send that... |
| 105878 | villain with the sleeve back to the dissem... |
| 105879 | a sleeve-less errand. A th' t'other side, ... |
| 105880 | crafty swearing rascals-that stale old mou... |
| 105881 | Nestor, and that same dog-fox, Ulysses -is... |
| 105882 | blackberry. They set me up, in policy, tha... |
| 105883 | against that dog of as bad a kind, Achille... |
| 105884 | Ajax prouder than the cur Achilles, and wi... |
| 105885 | whereupon the Grecians begin to proclaim b... |
| 105886 | grows into an ill opinion. |
| 105887 | Enter DIOMEDES, TROILUS following |
| 105888 | Soft! here comes sleeve, and t'other. |
| 105889 | TROILUS. Fly not; for shouldst thou take the... |
| 105890 | I would swim after. |
| 105891 | DIOMEDES. Thou dost miscall retire. |
| 105892 | I do not fly; but advantageous care |
| 105893 | Withdrew me from the odds of multitude. |
| 105894 | Have at thee. |
| 105895 | THERSITES. Hold thy whore, Grecian; now for ... |
| 105896 | Troyan-now the sleeve, now the sleeve! |
| 105897 | Exeunt TROILU... |
| 105898 | Enter HECTOR |
| 105899 | HECTOR. What art thou, Greek? Art thou for H... |
| 105900 | Art thou of blood and honour? |
| 105901 | THERSITES. No, no-I am a rascal; a scurvy ra... |
| 105902 | filthy rogue. |
| 105903 | HECTOR. I do believe thee. Live. ... |
| 105904 | THERSITES. God-a-mercy, that thou wilt belie... |
| 105905 | break thy neck for frighting me! What's be... |
| 105906 | rogues? I think they have swallowed one an... |
| 105907 | that miracle. Yet, in a sort, lechery eats... |
| 105908 | them. ... |
| 105909 | ACT V. SCENE 5. |
| 105910 | Another part of the plain |
| 105911 | Enter DIOMEDES and A SERVANT |
| 105912 | DIOMEDES. Go, go, my servant, take thou Troi... |
| 105913 | Present the fair steed to my lady Cressid. |
| 105914 | Fellow, commend my service to her beauty; |
| 105915 | Tell her I have chastis'd the amorous Troyan, |
| 105916 | And am her knight by proof. |
| 105917 | SERVANT. I go, my lord. ... |
| 105918 | Enter AGAMEMNON |
| 105919 | AGAMEMNON. Renew, renew! The fierce Polydamus |
| 105920 | Hath beat down enon; bastard Margarelon |
| 105921 | Hath Doreus prisoner, |
| 105922 | And stands colossus-wise, waving his beam, |
| 105923 | Upon the pashed corses of the kings |
| 105924 | Epistrophus and Cedius. Polixenes is slain; |
| 105925 | Amphimacus and Thoas deadly hurt; |
| 105926 | Patroclus ta'en, or slain; and Palamedes |
| 105927 | Sore hurt and bruis'd. The dreadful Sagittary |
| 105928 | Appals our numbers. Haste we, Diomed, |
| 105929 | To reinforcement, or we perish all. |
| 105930 | Enter NESTOR |
| 105931 | NESTOR. Go, bear Patroclus' body to Achilles, |
| 105932 | And bid the snail-pac'd Ajax arm for shame. |
| 105933 | There is a thousand Hectors in the field; |
| 105934 | Now here he fights on Galathe his horse, |
| 105935 | And there lacks work; anon he's there afoot, |
| 105936 | And there they fly or die, like scaled sculls |
| 105937 | Before the belching whale; then is he yonder, |
| 105938 | And there the strawy Greeks, ripe for his ... |
| 105939 | Fall down before him like the mower's swath. |
| 105940 | Here, there, and everywhere, he leaves and... |
| 105941 | Dexterity so obeying appetite |
| 105942 | That what he will he does, and does so much |
| 105943 | That proof is call'd impossibility. |
| 105944 | Enter ULYSSES |
| 105945 | ULYSSES. O, courage, courage, courage, Princ... |
| 105946 | Achilles Is arming, weeping, cursing, vowi... |
| 105947 | Patroclus' wounds have rous'd his drowsy b... |
| 105948 | Together with his mangled Myrmidons, |
| 105949 | That noseless, handless, hack'd and chipp'... |
| 105950 | him, Crying on Hector. Ajax hath lost a fr... |
| 105951 | And foams at mouth, and he is arm'd and at... |
| 105952 | Roaring for Troilus; who hath done to-day |
| 105953 | Mad and fantastic execution, |
| 105954 | Engaging and redeeming of himself |
| 105955 | With such a careless force and forceless care |
| 105956 | As if that luck, in very spite of cunning, |
| 105957 | Bade him win all. |
| 105958 | Enter AJAX |
| 105959 | AJAX. Troilus! thou coward Troilus! ... |
| 105960 | DIOMEDES. Ay, there, there. |
| 105961 | NESTOR. So, so, we draw together. ... |
| 105962 | Enter ACHILLES |
| 105963 | ACHILLES. Where is this Hector? |
| 105964 | Come, come, thou boy-queller, show thy face; |
| 105965 | Know what it is to meet Achilles angry. |
| 105966 | Hector! where's Hector? I will none but He... |
| 105967 | ACT V. SCENE 6. |
| 105968 | Another part of the plain |
| 105969 | Enter AJAX |
| 105970 | AJAX. Troilus, thou coward Troilus, show thy... |
| 105971 | Enter DIOMEDES |
| 105972 | DIOMEDES. Troilus, I say! Where's Troilus? |
| 105973 | AJAX. What wouldst thou? |
| 105974 | DIOMEDES. I would correct him. |
| 105975 | AJAX. Were I the general, thou shouldst have... |
| 105976 | Ere that correction. Troilus, I say! What,... |
| 105977 | Enter TROILUS |
| 105978 | TROILUS. O traitor Diomed! Turn thy false fa... |
| 105979 | And pay thy life thou owest me for my horse. |
| 105980 | DIOMEDES. Ha! art thou there? |
| 105981 | AJAX. I'll fight with him alone. Stand, Diomed. |
| 105982 | DIOMEDES. He is my prize. I will not look up... |
| 105983 | TROILUS. Come, both, you cogging Greeks; hav... |
| 105984 | ... |
| 105985 | Enter HECTOR |
| 105986 | HECTOR. Yea, Troilus? O, well fought, my you... |
| 105987 | Enter ACHILLES |
| 105988 | ACHILLES. Now do I see thee, ha! Have at the... |
| 105989 | HECTOR. Pause, if thou wilt. |
| 105990 | ACHILLES. I do disdain thy courtesy, proud T... |
| 105991 | Be happy that my arms are out of use; |
| 105992 | My rest and negligence befriends thee now, |
| 105993 | But thou anon shalt hear of me again; |
| 105994 | Till when, go seek thy fortune. ... |
| 105995 | HECTOR. Fare thee well. |
| 105996 | I would have been much more a fresher man, |
| 105997 | Had I expected thee. |
| 105998 | Re-enter TROILUS |
| 105999 | How now, my brother! |
| 106000 | TROILUS. Ajax hath ta'en Aeneas. Shall it be? |
| 106001 | No, by the flame of yonder glorious heaven, |
| 106002 | He shall not carry him; I'll be ta'en too, |
| 106003 | Or bring him off. Fate, hear me what I say: |
| 106004 | I reck not though thou end my life to-day.... |
| 106005 | Enter one in armour |
| 106006 | HECTOR. Stand, stand, thou Greek; thou art a... |
| 106007 | No? wilt thou not? I like thy armour well; |
| 106008 | I'll frush it and unlock the rivets all |
| 106009 | But I'll be master of it. Wilt thou not, b... |
| 106010 | Why then, fly on; I'll hunt thee for thy h... |
| 106011 | ACT V. SCENE 7. |
| 106012 | Another part of the plain |
| 106013 | Enter ACHILLES, with Myrmidons |
| 106014 | ACHILLES. Come here about me, you my Myrmidons; |
| 106015 | Mark what I say. Attend me where I wheel; |
| 106016 | Strike not a stroke, but keep yourselves i... |
| 106017 | And when I have the bloody Hector found, |
| 106018 | Empale him with your weapons round about; |
| 106019 | In fellest manner execute your arms. |
| 106020 | Follow me, sirs, and my proceedings eye. |
| 106021 | It is decreed Hector the great must die. ... |
| 106022 | Enter MENELAUS and PARIS, fighting; then... |
| 106023 | THERSITES. The cuckold and the cuckold-maker... |
| 106024 | now, dog! 'Loo, Paris, 'loo! now my double... |
| 106025 | Paris, 'loo! The bull has the game. Ware h... |
| 106026 | Ex... |
| 106027 | Enter MARGARELON |
| 106028 | MARGARELON. Turn, slave, and fight. |
| 106029 | THERSITES. What art thou? |
| 106030 | MARGARELON. A bastard son of Priam's. |
| 106031 | THERSITES. I am a bastard too; I love bastar... |
| 106032 | begot, bastard instructed, bastard in mind... |
| 106033 | everything illegitimate. One bear will not... |
| 106034 | wherefore should one bastard? Take heed, t... |
| 106035 | ominous to us: if the son of a whore fight... |
| 106036 | judgment. Farewell, bastard. |
| 106037 | Exit |
| 106038 | MARGARELON. The devil take thee, coward! ... |
| 106039 | ACT V. SCENE 8. |
| 106040 | Another part of the plain |
| 106041 | Enter HECTOR |
| 106042 | HECTOR. Most putrified core so fair without, |
| 106043 | Thy goodly armour thus hath cost thy life. |
| 106044 | Now is my day's work done; I'll take good ... |
| 106045 | Rest, sword; thou hast thy fill of blood a... |
| 106046 | [Disarms] |
| 106047 | Enter ACHILLES and his Myrmidons |
| 106048 | ACHILLES. Look, Hector, how the sun begins t... |
| 106049 | How ugly night comes breathing at his heels; |
| 106050 | Even with the vail and dark'ning of the sun, |
| 106051 | To close the day up, Hector's life is done. |
| 106052 | HECTOR. I am unarm'd; forego this vantage, G... |
| 106053 | ACHILLES. Strike, fellows, strike; this is t... |
| 106054 | ... |
| 106055 | So, Ilion, fall thou next! Come, Troy, sin... |
| 106056 | Here lies thy heart, thy sinews, and thy b... |
| 106057 | On, Myrmidons, and cry you an amain |
| 106058 | 'Achilles hath the mighty Hector slain.' |
| 106059 | ... |
| 106060 | Hark! a retire upon our Grecian part. |
| 106061 | MYRMIDON. The Troyan trumpets sound the like... |
| 106062 | ACHILLES. The dragon wing of night o'ersprea... |
| 106063 | And, stickler-like, the armies separates. |
| 106064 | My half-supp'd sword, that frankly would h... |
| 106065 | Pleas'd with this dainty bait, thus goes t... |
| 106066 | ... |
| 106067 | Come, tie his body to my horse's tail; |
| 106068 | Along the field I will the Troyan trail. ... |
| 106069 | ACT V. SCENE 9. |
| 106070 | Another part of the plain |
| 106071 | Sound retreat. Shout. Enter AGAMEMNON, AJAX, M... |
| 106072 | and the rest, marching |
| 106073 | AGAMEMNON. Hark! hark! what shout is this? |
| 106074 | NESTOR. Peace, drums! |
| 106075 | SOLDIERS. [Within] Achilles! Achilles! Hecto... |
| 106076 | DIOMEDES. The bruit is Hector's slain, and b... |
| 106077 | AJAX. If it be so, yet bragless let it be; |
| 106078 | Great Hector was as good a man as he. |
| 106079 | AGAMEMNON. March patiently along. Let one be... |
| 106080 | To pray Achilles see us at our tent. |
| 106081 | If in his death the gods have us befriended; |
| 106082 | Great Troy is ours, and our sharp wars are... |
| 106083 | Exeunt |
| 106084 | ACT V. SCENE 10. |
| 106085 | Another part of the plain |
| 106086 | Enter AENEAS, PARIS, ANTENOR, and DEIPHOBUS |
| 106087 | AENEAS. Stand, ho! yet are we masters of the... |
| 106088 | Never go home; here starve we out the night. |
| 106089 | Enter TROILUS |
| 106090 | TROILUS. Hector is slain. |
| 106091 | ALL. Hector! The gods forbid! |
| 106092 | TROILUS. He's dead, and at the murderer's ho... |
| 106093 | In beastly sort, dragg'd through the shame... |
| 106094 | Frown on, you heavens, effect your rage wi... |
| 106095 | Sit, gods, upon your thrones, and smile at... |
| 106096 | I say at once let your brief plagues be me... |
| 106097 | And linger not our sure destructions on. |
| 106098 | AENEAS. My lord, you do discomfort all the h... |
| 106099 | TROILUS. You understand me not that tell me so. |
| 106100 | I do not speak of flight, of fear of death, |
| 106101 | But dare all imminence that gods and men |
| 106102 | Address their dangers in. Hector is gone. |
| 106103 | Who shall tell Priam so, or Hecuba? |
| 106104 | Let him that will a screech-owl aye be call'd |
| 106105 | Go in to Troy, and say there 'Hector's dead.' |
| 106106 | There is a word will Priam turn to stone; |
| 106107 | Make wells and Niobes of the maids and wives, |
| 106108 | Cold statues of the youth; and, in a word, |
| 106109 | Scare Troy out of itself. But, march away; |
| 106110 | Hector is dead; there is no more to say. |
| 106111 | Stay yet. You vile abominable tents, |
| 106112 | Thus proudly pight upon our Phrygian plains, |
| 106113 | Let Titan rise as early as he dare, |
| 106114 | I'll through and through you. And, thou gr... |
| 106115 | No space of earth shall sunder our two hates; |
| 106116 | I'll haunt thee like a wicked conscience s... |
| 106117 | That mouldeth goblins swift as frenzy's th... |
| 106118 | Strike a free march to Troy. With comfort go; |
| 106119 | Hope of revenge shall hide our inward woe. |
| 106120 | Enter PANDARUS |
| 106121 | PANDARUS. But hear you, hear you! |
| 106122 | TROILUS. Hence, broker-lackey. Ignominy and ... |
| 106123 | Pursue thy life and live aye with thy name! |
| 106124 | ... |
| 106125 | PANDARUS. A goodly medicine for my aching bo... |
| 106126 | is the poor agent despis'd! traitors and b... |
| 106127 | you set a work, and how ill requited! Why ... |
| 106128 | so lov'd, and the performance so loathed? ... |
| 106129 | instance for it? Let me see- |
| 106130 | Full merrily the humble-bee doth sing |
| 106131 | Till he hath lost his honey and his ... |
| 106132 | And being once subdu'd in armed trail, |
| 106133 | Sweet honey and sweet notes together... |
| 106134 | Good traders in the flesh, set this in you... |
| 106135 | cloths. As many as be here of pander's hall, |
| 106136 | Your eyes, half out, weep out at Pandar's ... |
| 106137 | Or, if you cannot weep, yet give some groa... |
| 106138 | Though not for me, yet for your aching bones. |
| 106139 | Brethren and sisters of the hold-door trade, |
| 106140 | Some two months hence my will shall here b... |
| 106141 | It should be now, but that my fear is this, |
| 106142 | Some galled goose of Winchester would hiss. |
| 106143 | Till then I'll sweat and seek about for ea... |
| 106144 | And at that time bequeath you my diseases.... |
| 106145 | THE END |
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| 106154 | 1602 |
| 106155 | TWELFTH NIGHT; OR, WHAT YOU WILL |
| 106156 | by William Shakespeare |
| 106157 | DRAMATIS PERSONAE |
| 106158 | ORSINO, Duke of Illyria |
| 106159 | SEBASTIAN, brother of Viola |
| 106160 | ANTONIO, a sea captain, friend of Sebastian |
| 106161 | A SEA CAPTAIN, friend of Viola |
| 106162 | VALENTINE, gentleman attending on the Duke |
| 106163 | CURIO, gentleman attending on the Duke |
| 106164 | SIR TOBY BELCH, uncle of Olivia |
| 106165 | SIR ANDREW AGUECHEEK |
| 106166 | MALVOLIO, steward to Olivia |
| 106167 | FABIAN, servant to Olivia |
| 106168 | FESTE, a clown, servant to Olivia |
| 106169 | OLIVIA, a rich countess |
| 106170 | VIOLA, sister of Sebastian |
| 106171 | MARIA, Olivia's waiting woman |
| 106172 | Lords, Priests, Sailors, Officers, Musicians... |
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| 106174 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 106175 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 106176 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 106177 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 106178 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 106181 | SCENE: |
| 106182 | A city in Illyria; and the sea-coast near it |
| 106183 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 106184 | The DUKE'S palace |
| 106185 | Enter ORSINO, Duke of Illyria, CURIO, and othe... |
| 106186 | DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, |
| 106187 | Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, |
| 106188 | The appetite may sicken and so die. |
| 106189 | That strain again! It had a dying fall; |
| 106190 | O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound |
| 106191 | That breathes upon a bank of violets, |
| 106192 | Stealing and giving odour! Enough, no more; |
| 106193 | 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before. |
| 106194 | O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art ... |
| 106195 | That, notwithstanding thy capacity |
| 106196 | Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there, |
| 106197 | Of what validity and pitch soe'er, |
| 106198 | But falls into abatement and low price |
| 106199 | Even in a minute. So full of shapes is fancy, |
| 106200 | That it alone is high fantastical. |
| 106201 | CURIO. Will you go hunt, my lord? |
| 106202 | DUKE. What, Curio? |
| 106203 | CURIO. The hart. |
| 106204 | DUKE. Why, so I do, the noblest that I have. |
| 106205 | O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first, |
| 106206 | Methought she purg'd the air of pestilence! |
| 106207 | That instant was I turn'd into a hart, |
| 106208 | And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds, |
| 106209 | E'er since pursue me. |
| 106210 | Enter VALENTINE |
| 106211 | How now! what news from her? |
| 106212 | VALENTINE. So please my lord, I might not be... |
| 106213 | But from her handmaid do return this answer: |
| 106214 | The element itself, till seven years' heat, |
| 106215 | Shall not behold her face at ample view; |
| 106216 | But like a cloistress she will veiled walk, |
| 106217 | And water once a day her chamber round |
| 106218 | With eye-offending brine; all this to season |
| 106219 | A brother's dead love, which she would kee... |
| 106220 | And lasting in her sad remembrance. |
| 106221 | DUKE. O, she that hath a heart of that fine ... |
| 106222 | To pay this debt of love but to a brother, |
| 106223 | How will she love when the rich golden shaft |
| 106224 | Hath kill'd the flock of all affections else |
| 106225 | That live in her; when liver, brain, and h... |
| 106226 | These sovereign thrones, are all supplied ... |
| 106227 | Her sweet perfections, with one self king! |
| 106228 | Away before me to sweet beds of flow'rs: |
| 106229 | Love-thoughts lie rich when canopied with ... |
| 106230 | ... |
| 106231 | SCENE II. |
| 106232 | The sea-coast |
| 106233 | Enter VIOLA, a CAPTAIN, and SAILORS |
| 106234 | VIOLA. What country, friends, is this? |
| 106235 | CAPTAIN. This is Illyria, lady. |
| 106236 | VIOLA. And what should I do in Illyria? |
| 106237 | My brother he is in Elysium. |
| 106238 | Perchance he is not drown'd- what think yo... |
| 106239 | CAPTAIN. It is perchance that you yourself w... |
| 106240 | VIOLA. O my poor brother! and so perchance m... |
| 106241 | CAPTAIN. True, madam, and, to comfort you wi... |
| 106242 | Assure yourself, after our ship did split, |
| 106243 | When you, and those poor number saved with... |
| 106244 | Hung on our driving boat, I saw your brother, |
| 106245 | Most provident in peril, bind himself- |
| 106246 | Courage and hope both teaching him the pra... |
| 106247 | To a strong mast that liv'd upon the sea; |
| 106248 | Where, like Arion on the dolphin's back, |
| 106249 | I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves |
| 106250 | So long as I could see. |
| 106251 | VIOLA. For saying so, there's gold. |
| 106252 | Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope, |
| 106253 | Whereto thy speech serves for authority, |
| 106254 | The like of him. Know'st thou this country? |
| 106255 | CAPTAIN. Ay, madam, well; for I was bred and... |
| 106256 | Not three hours' travel from this very place. |
| 106257 | VIOLA. Who governs here? |
| 106258 | CAPTAIN. A noble duke, in nature as in name. |
| 106259 | VIOLA. What is his name? |
| 106260 | CAPTAIN. Orsino. |
| 106261 | VIOLA. Orsino! I have heard my father name him. |
| 106262 | He was a bachelor then. |
| 106263 | CAPTAIN. And so is now, or was so very late; |
| 106264 | For but a month ago I went from hence, |
| 106265 | And then 'twas fresh in murmur- as, you know, |
| 106266 | What great ones do the less will prattle of- |
| 106267 | That he did seek the love of fair Olivia. |
| 106268 | VIOLA. What's she? |
| 106269 | CAPTAIN. A virtuous maid, the daughter of a ... |
| 106270 | That died some twelvemonth since, then lea... |
| 106271 | In the protection of his son, her brother, |
| 106272 | Who shortly also died; for whose dear love, |
| 106273 | They say, she hath abjur'd the company |
| 106274 | And sight of men. |
| 106275 | VIOLA. O that I serv'd that lady, |
| 106276 | And might not be delivered to the world, |
| 106277 | Till I had made mine own occasion mellow, |
| 106278 | What my estate is! |
| 106279 | CAPTAIN. That were hard to compass, |
| 106280 | Because she will admit no kind of suit- |
| 106281 | No, not the Duke's. |
| 106282 | VIOLA. There is a fair behaviour in thee, Ca... |
| 106283 | And though that nature with a beauteous wall |
| 106284 | Doth oft close in pollution, yet of thee |
| 106285 | I will believe thou hast a mind that suits |
| 106286 | With this thy fair and outward character. |
| 106287 | I prithee, and I'll pay thee bounteously, |
| 106288 | Conceal me what I am, and be my aid |
| 106289 | For such disguise as haply shall become |
| 106290 | The form of my intent. I'll serve this duk... |
| 106291 | Thou shalt present me as an eunuch to him; |
| 106292 | It may be worth thy pains, for I can sing |
| 106293 | And speak to him in many sorts of music, |
| 106294 | That will allow me very worth his service. |
| 106295 | What else may hap to time I will commit; |
| 106296 | Only shape thou silence to my wit. |
| 106297 | CAPTAIN. Be you his eunuch and your mute I'l... |
| 106298 | When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes n... |
| 106299 | VIOLA. I thank thee. Lead me on. ... |
| 106300 | SCENE III. |
| 106301 | OLIVIA'S house |
| 106302 | Enter SIR TOBY BELCH and MARIA |
| 106303 | SIR TOBY. What a plague means my niece to ta... |
| 106304 | brother thus? I am sure care's an enemy to... |
| 106305 | MARIA. By my troth, Sir Toby, you must come ... |
| 106306 | your cousin, my lady, takes great exceptio... |
| 106307 | SIR TOBY. Why, let her except before excepted. |
| 106308 | MARIA. Ay, but you must confine yourself wit... |
| 106309 | of order. |
| 106310 | SIR TOBY. Confine! I'll confine myself no fi... |
| 106311 | clothes are good enough to drink in, and s... |
| 106312 | an they be not, let them hang themselves i... |
| 106313 | MARIA. That quaffing and drinking will undo ... |
| 106314 | talk of it yesterday, and of a foolish kni... |
| 106315 | one night here to be her wooer. |
| 106316 | SIR TOBY. Who? Sir Andrew Aguecheek? |
| 106317 | MARIA. Ay, he. |
| 106318 | SIR TOBY. He's as tall a man as any's in Ill... |
| 106319 | MARIA. What's that to th' purpose? |
| 106320 | SIR TOBY. Why, he has three thousand ducats ... |
| 106321 | MARIA. Ay, but he'll have but a year in all ... |
| 106322 | very fool and a prodigal. |
| 106323 | SIR TOBY. Fie that you'll say so! He plays o... |
| 106324 | and speaks three or four languages word fo... |
| 106325 | and hath all the good gifts of nature. |
| 106326 | MARIA. He hath indeed, almost natural; for, ... |
| 106327 | fool, he's a great quarreller; and but tha... |
| 106328 | coward to allay the gust he hath in quarre... |
| 106329 | among the prudent he would quickly have th... |
| 106330 | SIR TOBY. By this hand, they are scoundrels ... |
| 106331 | say so of him. Who are they? |
| 106332 | MARIA. They that add, moreover, he's drunk n... |
| 106333 | SIR TOBY. With drinking healths to my niece;... |
| 106334 | long as there is a passage in my throat an... |
| 106335 | He's a coward and a coystrill that will no... |
| 106336 | till his brains turn o' th' toe like a par... |
| 106337 | Castiliano vulgo! for here comes Sir Andre... |
| 106338 | Enter SIR ANDREW AGUECHEEK |
| 106339 | AGUECHEEK. Sir Toby Belch! How now, Sir Toby... |
| 106340 | SIR TOBY. Sweet Sir Andrew! |
| 106341 | AGUECHEEK. Bless you, fair shrew. |
| 106342 | MARIA. And you too, sir. |
| 106343 | SIR TOBY. Accost, Sir Andrew, accost. |
| 106344 | AGUECHEEK. What's that? |
| 106345 | SIR TOBY. My niece's chambermaid. |
| 106346 | AGUECHEEK. Good Mistress Accost, I desire be... |
| 106347 | MARIA. My name is Mary, sir. |
| 106348 | AGUECHEEK. Good Mistress Mary Accost- |
| 106349 | SIR Toby. You mistake, knight. 'Accost' is f... |
| 106350 | woo her, assail her. |
| 106351 | AGUECHEEK. By my troth, I would not undertak... |
| 106352 | Is that the meaning of 'accost'? |
| 106353 | MARIA. Fare you well, gentlemen. |
| 106354 | SIR TOBY. An thou let part so, Sir Andrew, w... |
| 106355 | draw sword again! |
| 106356 | AGUECHEEK. An you part so, mistress, I would... |
| 106357 | sword again. Fair lady, do you think you h... |
| 106358 | MARIA. Sir, I have not you by th' hand. |
| 106359 | AGUECHEEK. Marry, but you shall have; and he... |
| 106360 | MARIA. Now, sir, thought is free. I pray you... |
| 106361 | th' buttry-bar and let it drink. |
| 106362 | AGUECHEEK. Wherefore, sweetheart? What's you... |
| 106363 | MARIA. It's dry, sir. |
| 106364 | AGUECHEEK. Why, I think so; I am not such an... |
| 106365 | hand dry. But what's your jest? |
| 106366 | MARIA. A dry jest, sir. |
| 106367 | AGUECHEEK. Are you full of them? |
| 106368 | MARIA. Ay, sir, I have them at my fingers' e... |
| 106369 | go your hand, I am barren. ... |
| 106370 | SIR TOBY. O knight, thou lack'st a cup of ca... |
| 106371 | thee so put down? |
| 106372 | AGUECHEEK. Never in your life, I think; unle... |
| 106373 | me down. Methinks sometimes I have no more... |
| 106374 | or an ordinary man has; but I am great eat... |
| 106375 | believe that does harm to my wit. |
| 106376 | SIR TOBY. No question. |
| 106377 | AGUECHEEK. An I thought that, I'd forswear i... |
| 106378 | to-morrow, Sir Toby. |
| 106379 | SIR TOBY. Pourquoi, my dear knight? |
| 106380 | AGUECHEEK. What is 'pourquoi'- do or not do?... |
| 106381 | that time in the tongues that I have in fe... |
| 106382 | bear-baiting. Oh, had I but followed the a... |
| 106383 | SIR TOBY. Then hadst thou had an excellent h... |
| 106384 | AGUECHEEK. Why, would that have mended my hair? |
| 106385 | SIR TOBY. Past question; for thou seest it w... |
| 106386 | AGUECHEEK. But it becomes me well enough, do... |
| 106387 | SIR TOBY. Excellent; it hangs like flax on a... |
| 106388 | see a huswife take thee between her legs a... |
| 106389 | AGUECHEEK. Faith, I'll home to-morrow, Sir T... |
| 106390 | not be seen, or if she be, it's four to on... |
| 106391 | the Count himself here hard by woos her. |
| 106392 | SIR TOBY. She'll none o' th' Count; she'll n... |
| 106393 | degree, neither in estate, years, nor wit;... |
| 106394 | swear't. Tut, there's life in't, man. |
| 106395 | AGUECHEEK. I'll stay a month longer. I am a ... |
| 106396 | mind i' th' world; I delight in masques an... |
| 106397 | altogether. |
| 106398 | SIR TOBY. Art thou good at these kickshawses... |
| 106399 | AGUECHEEK. As any man in Illyria, whatsoever... |
| 106400 | degree of my betters; and yet I will not c... |
| 106401 | SIR TOBY. What is thy excellence in a gallia... |
| 106402 | AGUECHEEK. Faith, I can cut a caper. |
| 106403 | SIR TOBY. And I can cut the mutton to't. |
| 106404 | AGUECHEEK. And I think I have the back-trick... |
| 106405 | any man in Illyria. |
| 106406 | SIR TOBY. Wherefore are these things hid? Wh... |
| 106407 | gifts a curtain before 'em? Are they like ... |
| 106408 | Mistress Mall's picture? Why dost thou not... |
| 106409 | galliard and come home in a coranto? My ve... |
| 106410 | jig; I would not so much as make water but... |
| 106411 | dost thou mean? Is it a world to hide virt... |
| 106412 | the excellent constitution of thy leg, it ... |
| 106413 | star of a galliard. |
| 106414 | AGUECHEEK. Ay, 'tis strong, and it does indi... |
| 106415 | flame-colour'd stock. Shall we set about s... |
| 106416 | SIR TOBY. What shall we do else? Were we not... |
| 106417 | AGUECHEEK. Taurus? That's sides and heart. |
| 106418 | SIR TOBY. No, sir; it is legs and thighs. Le... |
| 106419 | higher! Ha, ha, excellent! ... |
| 106420 | SCENE IV. |
| 106421 | The DUKE'S palace |
| 106422 | Enter VALENTINE, and VIOLA in man's attire |
| 106423 | VALENTINE. If the Duke continue these favour... |
| 106424 | you are like to be much advanc'd; he hath ... |
| 106425 | days, and already you are no stranger. |
| 106426 | VIOLA. You either fear his humour or my negl... |
| 106427 | in question the continuance of his love. I... |
| 106428 | in his favours? |
| 106429 | VALENTINE. No, believe me. |
| 106430 | Enter DUKE, CURIO, and ATTEN... |
| 106431 | VIOLA. I thank you. Here comes the Count. |
| 106432 | DUKE. Who saw Cesario, ho? |
| 106433 | VIOLA. On your attendance, my lord, here. |
| 106434 | DUKE. Stand you awhile aloof. Cesario, |
| 106435 | Thou know'st no less but all; I have uncla... |
| 106436 | To thee the book even of my secret soul. |
| 106437 | Therefore, good youth, address thy gait un... |
| 106438 | Be not denied access, stand at her doors, |
| 106439 | And tell them there thy fixed foot shall grow |
| 106440 | Till thou have audience. |
| 106441 | VIOLA. Sure, my noble lord, |
| 106442 | If she be so abandon'd to her sorrow |
| 106443 | As it is spoke, she never will admit me. |
| 106444 | DUKE. Be clamorous and leap all civil bounds, |
| 106445 | Rather than make unprofited return. |
| 106446 | VIOLA. Say I do speak with her, my lord, wha... |
| 106447 | DUKE. O, then unfold the passion of my love, |
| 106448 | Surprise her with discourse of my dear faith! |
| 106449 | It shall become thee well to act my woes: |
| 106450 | She will attend it better in thy youth |
| 106451 | Than in a nuncio's of more grave aspect. |
| 106452 | VIOLA. I think not so, my lord. |
| 106453 | DUKE. Dear lad, believe it, |
| 106454 | For they shall yet belie thy happy years |
| 106455 | That say thou art a man: Diana's lip |
| 106456 | Is not more smooth and rubious; thy small ... |
| 106457 | Is as the maiden's organ, shrill and sound, |
| 106458 | And all is semblative a woman's part. |
| 106459 | I know thy constellation is right apt |
| 106460 | For this affair. Some four or five attend ... |
| 106461 | All, if you will, for I myself am best |
| 106462 | When least in company. Prosper well in this, |
| 106463 | And thou shalt live as freely as thy lord |
| 106464 | To call his fortunes thine. |
| 106465 | VIOLA. I'll do my best |
| 106466 | To woo your lady. [Aside] Yet, a barful st... |
| 106467 | Whoe'er I woo, myself would be his wife. |
| 106468 | SCENE V. |
| 106469 | OLIVIA'S house |
| 106470 | Enter MARIA and CLOWN |
| 106471 | MARIA. Nay, either tell me where thou hast b... |
| 106472 | my lips so wide as a bristle may enter in ... |
| 106473 | lady will hang thee for thy absence. |
| 106474 | CLOWN. Let her hang me. He that is well hang... |
| 106475 | to fear no colours. |
| 106476 | MARIA. Make that good. |
| 106477 | CLOWN. He shall see none to fear. |
| 106478 | MARIA. A good lenten answer. I can tell thee... |
| 106479 | born, of 'I fear no colours.' |
| 106480 | CLOWN. Where, good Mistress Mary? |
| 106481 | MARIA. In the wars; and that may you be bold... |
| 106482 | foolery. |
| 106483 | CLOWN. Well, God give them wisdom that have ... |
| 106484 | fools, let them use their talents. |
| 106485 | MARIA. Yet you will be hang'd for being so l... |
| 106486 | turn'd away- is not that as good as a hang... |
| 106487 | CLOWN. Many a good hanging prevents a bad ma... |
| 106488 | away, let summer bear it out. |
| 106489 | MARIA. You are resolute, then? |
| 106490 | CLOWN. Not so, neither; but I am resolv'd on... |
| 106491 | MARIA. That if one break, the other will hol... |
| 106492 | your gaskins fall. |
| 106493 | CLOWN. Apt, in good faith, very apt! Well, g... |
| 106494 | would leave drinking, thou wert as witty a... |
| 106495 | as any in Illyria. |
| 106496 | MARIA. Peace, you rogue, no more o' that. He... |
| 106497 | your excuse wisely, you were best. ... |
| 106498 | Enter OLIVIA and MALVOLIO |
| 106499 | CLOWN. Wit, an't be thy will, put me into go... |
| 106500 | that think they have thee do very oft prov... |
| 106501 | sure I lack thee may pass for a wise man. ... |
| 106502 | Quinapalus? 'Better a witty fool than a fo... |
| 106503 | thee, lady! |
| 106504 | OLIVIA. Take the fool away. |
| 106505 | CLOWN. Do you not hear, fellows? Take away t... |
| 106506 | OLIVIA. Go to, y'are a dry fool; I'll no mor... |
| 106507 | grow dishonest. |
| 106508 | CLOWN. Two faults, madonna, that drink and g... |
| 106509 | for give the dry fool drink, then is the f... |
| 106510 | dishonest man mend himself: if he mend, he... |
| 106511 | dishonest; if he cannot, let the botcher m... |
| 106512 | that's mended is but patch'd; virtue that ... |
| 106513 | patch'd with sin, and sin that amends is b... |
| 106514 | If that this simple syllogism will serve, ... |
| 106515 | what remedy? As there is no true cuckold b... |
| 106516 | beauty's a flower. The lady bade take away... |
| 106517 | say again, take her away. |
| 106518 | OLIVIA. Sir, I bade them take away you. |
| 106519 | CLOWN. Misprision in the highest degree! Lad... |
| 106520 | monachum'; that's as much to say as I wear... |
| 106521 | brain. Good madonna, give me leave to prov... |
| 106522 | OLIVIA. Can you do it? |
| 106523 | CLOWN. Dexteriously, good madonna. |
| 106524 | OLIVIA. Make your proof. |
| 106525 | CLOWN. I must catechize you for it, madonna. |
| 106526 | Good my mouse of virtue, answer me. |
| 106527 | OLIVIA. Well, sir, for want of other idlenes... |
| 106528 | proof. |
| 106529 | CLOWN. Good madonna, why mourn'st thou? |
| 106530 | OLIVIA. Good fool, for my brother's death. |
| 106531 | CLOWN. I think his soul is in hell, madonna. |
| 106532 | OLIVIA. I know his soul is in heaven, fool. |
| 106533 | CLOWN. The more fool, madonna, to mourn for ... |
| 106534 | being in heaven. Take away the fool, gentl... |
| 106535 | OLIVIA. What think you of this fool, Malvoli... |
| 106536 | MALVOLIO. Yes, and shall do, till the pangs ... |
| 106537 | Infirmity, that decays the wise, doth ever... |
| 106538 | CLOWN. God send you, sir, a speedy infirmity... |
| 106539 | increasing your folly! Sir Toby will be sw... |
| 106540 | but he will not pass his word for twopence... |
| 106541 | OLIVIA. How say you to that, Malvolio? |
| 106542 | MALVOLIO. I marvel your ladyship takes delig... |
| 106543 | rascal; I saw him put down the other day w... |
| 106544 | that has no more brain than a stone. Look ... |
| 106545 | his guard already; unless you laugh and mi... |
| 106546 | he is gagg'd. I protest I take these wise ... |
| 106547 | these set kind of fools no better than the... |
| 106548 | OLIVIA. O, you are sick of self-love, Malvol... |
| 106549 | distemper'd appetite. To be generous, guil... |
| 106550 | disposition, is to take those things for b... |
| 106551 | cannon bullets. There is no slander in an ... |
| 106552 | do nothing but rail; nor no railing in kno... |
| 106553 | he do nothing but reprove. |
| 106554 | CLOWN. Now Mercury endue thee with leasing, ... |
| 106555 | of fools! |
| 106556 | Re-enter MARIA |
| 106557 | MARIA. Madam, there is at the gate a young g... |
| 106558 | to speak with you. |
| 106559 | OLIVIA. From the Count Orsino, is it? |
| 106560 | MARIA. I know not, madam; 'tis a fair young ... |
| 106561 | OLIVIA. Who of my people hold him in delay? |
| 106562 | MARIA. Sir Toby, madam, your kinsman. |
| 106563 | OLIVIA. Fetch him off, I pray you; he speaks... |
| 106564 | Fie on him! [Exit MARIA] Go you, Malvolio:... |
| 106565 | the Count, I am sick, or not at home- what... |
| 106566 | it. [Exit MALVOLIO] Now you see, sir, how ... |
| 106567 | and people dislike it. |
| 106568 | CLOWN. Thou hast spoke for us, madonna, as i... |
| 106569 | be a fool; whose skull Jove cram with brai... |
| 106570 | one of thy kin has a most weak pia mater. |
| 106571 | Enter SIR TOBY |
| 106572 | OLIVIA. By mine honour, half drunk! What is ... |
| 106573 | SIR TOBY. A gentleman. |
| 106574 | OLIVIA. A gentleman! What gentleman? |
| 106575 | SIR TOBY. 'Tis a gentleman here. [Hiccups] A... |
| 106576 | pickle-herring! How now, sot! |
| 106577 | CLOWN. Good Sir Toby! |
| 106578 | OLIVIA. Cousin, cousin, how have you come so... |
| 106579 | lethargy? |
| 106580 | SIR TOBY. Lechery! I defy lechery. There's o... |
| 106581 | OLIVIA. Ay, marry; what is he? |
| 106582 | SIR TOBY. Let him be the devil an he will, I... |
| 106583 | faith, say I. Well, it's all one. ... |
| 106584 | OLIVIA. What's a drunken man like, fool? |
| 106585 | CLOWN. Like a drown'd man, a fool, and a mad... |
| 106586 | heat makes him a fool; the second mads him... |
| 106587 | him. |
| 106588 | OLIVIA. Go thou and seek the crowner, and le... |
| 106589 | for he's in the third degree of drink, he'... |
| 106590 | after him. |
| 106591 | CLOWN. He is but mad yet, madonna, and the f... |
| 106592 | madman. ... |
| 106593 | Re-enter MALVOLIO |
| 106594 | MALVOLIO. Madam, yond young fellow swears he... |
| 106595 | told him you were sick; he takes on him to... |
| 106596 | and therefore comes to speak with you. I ... |
| 106597 | asleep; he seems to have a foreknowledge o... |
| 106598 | therefore comes to speak with you. What is... |
| 106599 | lady? He's fortified against any denial. |
| 106600 | OLIVIA. Tell him he shall not speak with me. |
| 106601 | MALVOLIO. Has been told so; and he says he'l... |
| 106602 | like a sheriff's post, and be the supporte... |
| 106603 | speak with you. |
| 106604 | OLIVIA. What kind o' man is he? |
| 106605 | MALVOLIO. Why, of mankind. |
| 106606 | OLIVIA. What manner of man? |
| 106607 | MALVOLIO. Of very ill manner; he'll speak wi... |
| 106608 | OLIVIA. Of what personage and years is he? |
| 106609 | MALVOLIO. Not yet old enough for a man, nor ... |
| 106610 | as a squash is before 'tis a peascod, or a... |
| 106611 | almost an apple; 'tis with him in standing... |
| 106612 | man. He is very well-favour'd, and he spea... |
| 106613 | would think his mother's milk were scarce ... |
| 106614 | OLIVIA. Let him approach. Call in my gentlew... |
| 106615 | MALVOLIO. Gentlewoman, my lady calls. ... |
| 106616 | Re-enter MARIA |
| 106617 | OLIVIA. Give me my veil; come, throw it o'er... |
| 106618 | We'll once more hear Orsino's embassy. |
| 106619 | Enter VIOLA |
| 106620 | VIOLA. The honourable lady of the house, whi... |
| 106621 | OLIVIA. Speak to me; I shall answer for her.... |
| 106622 | VIOLA. Most radiant, exquisite, and unmatcha... |
| 106623 | tell me if this be the lady of the house, ... |
| 106624 | would be loath to cast away my speech; for... |
| 106625 | excellently well penn'd, I have taken grea... |
| 106626 | beauties, let me sustain no scorn; I am ve... |
| 106627 | the least sinister usage. |
| 106628 | OLIVIA. Whence came you, sir? |
| 106629 | VIOLA. I can say little more than I have stu... |
| 106630 | question's out of my part. Good gentle one... |
| 106631 | assurance if you be the lady of the house,... |
| 106632 | my speech. |
| 106633 | OLIVIA. Are you a comedian? |
| 106634 | VIOLA. No, my profound heart; and yet, by th... |
| 106635 | I swear, I am not that I play. Are you the... |
| 106636 | OLIVIA. If I do not usurp myself, I am. |
| 106637 | VIOLA. Most certain, if you are she, you do ... |
| 106638 | what is yours to bestow is not yours to re... |
| 106639 | my commission. I will on with my speech in... |
| 106640 | show you the heart of my message. |
| 106641 | OLIVIA. Come to what is important in't. I fo... |
| 106642 | VIOLA. Alas, I took great pains to study it,... |
| 106643 | OLIVIA. It is the more like to be feigned; I... |
| 106644 | heard you were saucy at my gates, and allo... |
| 106645 | rather to wonder at you than to hear you. ... |
| 106646 | gone; if you have reason, be brief; 'tis n... |
| 106647 | with me to make one in so skipping dialogue. |
| 106648 | MARIA. Will you hoist sail, sir? Here lies y... |
| 106649 | VIOLA. No, good swabber, I am to hull here a... |
| 106650 | Some mollification for your giant, sweet l... |
| 106651 | OLIVIA. Tell me your mind. |
| 106652 | VIOLA. I am a messenger. |
| 106653 | OLIVIA. Sure, you have some hideous matter t... |
| 106654 | courtesy of it is so fearful. Speak your o... |
| 106655 | VIOLA. It alone concerns your ear. I bring n... |
| 106656 | taxation of homage: I hold the olive in my... |
| 106657 | full of peace as matter. |
| 106658 | OLIVIA. Yet you began rudely. What are you? ... |
| 106659 | VIOLA. The rudeness that hath appear'd in me... |
| 106660 | entertainment. What I am and what I would ... |
| 106661 | maidenhead- to your cars, divinity; to any... |
| 106662 | OLIVIA. Give us the place alone; we will hea... |
| 106663 | [Exeunt MARIA and ATTENDANTS] Now, sir, wh... |
| 106664 | VIOLA. Most sweet lady- |
| 106665 | OLIVIA. A comfortable doctrine, and much may... |
| 106666 | Where lies your text? |
| 106667 | VIOLA. In Orsino's bosom. |
| 106668 | OLIVIA. In his bosom! In what chapter of his... |
| 106669 | VIOLA. To answer by the method: in the first... |
| 106670 | OLIVIA. O, I have read it; it is heresy. Hav... |
| 106671 | VIOLA. Good madam, let me see your face. |
| 106672 | OLIVIA. Have you any commission from your lo... |
| 106673 | face? You are now out of your text; but we... |
| 106674 | and show you the picture. [Unveiling] Look... |
| 106675 | was this present. Is't not well done? |
| 106676 | VIOLA. Excellently done, if God did all. |
| 106677 | OLIVIA. 'Tis in grain, sir; 'twill endure wi... |
| 106678 | VIOLA. 'Tis beauty truly blent, whose red an... |
| 106679 | Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on. |
| 106680 | Lady, you are the cruell'st she alive, |
| 106681 | If you will lead these graces to the grave, |
| 106682 | And leave the world no copy. |
| 106683 | OLIVIA. O, sir, I will not be so hard-hearte... |
| 106684 | divers schedules of my beauty. It shall be... |
| 106685 | particle and utensil labell'd to my will: ... |
| 106686 | indifferent red; item, two grey eyes with ... |
| 106687 | neck, one chin, and so forth. Were you sen... |
| 106688 | VIOLA. I see you what you are: you are too p... |
| 106689 | But, if you were the devil, you are fair. |
| 106690 | My lord and master loves you- O, such love |
| 106691 | Could be but recompens'd though you were c... |
| 106692 | The nonpareil of beauty! |
| 106693 | OLIVIA. How does he love me? |
| 106694 | VIOLA. With adorations, fertile tears, |
| 106695 | With groans that thunder love, with sighs ... |
| 106696 | OLIVIA. Your lord does know my mind; I canno... |
| 106697 | Yet I suppose him virtuous, know him noble, |
| 106698 | Of great estate, of fresh and stainless yo... |
| 106699 | In voices well divulg'd, free, learn'd, an... |
| 106700 | And in dimension and the shape of nature |
| 106701 | A gracious person; but yet I cannot love him. |
| 106702 | He might have took his answer long ago. |
| 106703 | VIOLA. If I did love you in my master's flame, |
| 106704 | With such a suff'ring, such a deadly life, |
| 106705 | In your denial I would find no sense; |
| 106706 | I would not understand it. |
| 106707 | OLIVIA. Why, what would you? |
| 106708 | VIOLA. Make me a willow cabin at your gate, |
| 106709 | And call upon my soul within the house; |
| 106710 | Write loyal cantons of contemned love |
| 106711 | And sing them loud even in the dead of night; |
| 106712 | Halloo your name to the reverberate hals, |
| 106713 | And make the babbling gossip of the air |
| 106714 | Cry out 'Olivia!' O, you should not rest |
| 106715 | Between the elements of air and earth |
| 106716 | But you should pity me! |
| 106717 | OLIVIA. You might do much. |
| 106718 | What is your parentage? |
| 106719 | VIOLA. Above my fortunes, yet my state is well: |
| 106720 | I am a gentleman. |
| 106721 | OLIVIA. Get you to your lord. |
| 106722 | I cannot love him; let him send no more- |
| 106723 | Unless perchance you come to me again |
| 106724 | To tell me how he takes it. Fare you well. |
| 106725 | I thank you for your pains; spend this for... |
| 106726 | VIOLA. I am no fee'd post, lady; keep your p... |
| 106727 | My master, not myself, lacks recompense. |
| 106728 | Love make his heart of flint that you shal... |
| 106729 | And let your fervour, like my master's, be |
| 106730 | Plac'd in contempt! Farewell, fair cruelty... |
| 106731 | OLIVIA. 'What is your parentage?' |
| 106732 | 'Above my fortunes, yet my state is well: |
| 106733 | I am a gentleman.' I'll be sworn thou art; |
| 106734 | Thy tongue, thy face, thy limbs, actions, ... |
| 106735 | Do give thee five-fold blazon. Not too fas... |
| 106736 | Unless the master were the man. How now! |
| 106737 | Even so quickly may one catch the plague? |
| 106738 | Methinks I feel this youth's perfections |
| 106739 | With an invisible and subtle stealth |
| 106740 | To creep in at mine eyes. Well, let it be. |
| 106741 | What ho, Malvolio! |
| 106742 | Re-enter MALVOLIO |
| 106743 | MALVOLIO. Here, madam, at your service. |
| 106744 | OLIVIA. Run after that same peevish messenger, |
| 106745 | The County's man. He left this ring behind... |
| 106746 | Would I or not. Tell him I'll none of it. |
| 106747 | Desire him not to flatter with his lord, |
| 106748 | Nor hold him up with hopes; I am not for him. |
| 106749 | If that the youth will come this way to-mo... |
| 106750 | I'll give him reasons for't. Hie thee, Mal... |
| 106751 | MALVOLIO. Madam, I will. ... |
| 106752 | OLIVIA. I do I know not what, and fear to find |
| 106753 | Mine eye too great a flatterer for my mind. |
| 106754 | Fate, show thy force: ourselves we do not ... |
| 106755 | What is decreed must be; and be this so! ... |
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| 106764 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 106765 | The sea-coast |
| 106766 | Enter ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN |
| 106767 | ANTONIO. Will you stay no longer; nor will y... |
| 106768 | you? |
| 106769 | SEBASTIAN. By your patience, no. My stars sh... |
| 106770 | malignancy of my fate might perhaps distem... |
| 106771 | shall crave of you your leave that I may b... |
| 106772 | were a bad recompense for your love to lay... |
| 106773 | ANTONIO. Let me know of you whither you are ... |
| 106774 | SEBASTIAN. No, sooth, sir; my determinate vo... |
| 106775 | extravagancy. But I perceive in you so exc... |
| 106776 | modesty that you will not extort from me w... |
| 106777 | keep in; therefore it charges me in manner... |
| 106778 | myself. You must know of me then, Antonio,... |
| 106779 | which I call'd Roderigo; my father was tha... |
| 106780 | Messaline whom I know you have heard of. H... |
| 106781 | myself and a sister, both born in an hour;... |
| 106782 | been pleas'd, would we had so ended! But y... |
| 106783 | for some hour before you took me from the ... |
| 106784 | my sister drown'd. |
| 106785 | ANTONIO. Alas the day! |
| 106786 | SEBASTIAN. A lady, sir, though it was said s... |
| 106787 | was yet of many accounted beautiful; but t... |
| 106788 | such estimable wonder overfar believe that... |
| 106789 | boldly publish her: she bore mind that env... |
| 106790 | fair. She is drown'd already, sir, with sa... |
| 106791 | to drown her remembrance again with more. |
| 106792 | ANTONIO. Pardon me, sir, your bad entertainm... |
| 106793 | SEBASTIAN. O good Antonio, forgive me your t... |
| 106794 | ANTONIO. If you will not murder me for my lo... |
| 106795 | servant. |
| 106796 | SEBASTIAN. If you will not undo what you hav... |
| 106797 | him whom you have recover'd-desire it not.... |
| 106798 | my bosom is full of kindness, and I am yet... |
| 106799 | my mother that, upon the least occasion mo... |
| 106800 | tales of me. I am bound to the Count Orsin... |
| 106801 | Exit |
| 106802 | ANTONIO. The gentleness of all the gods go w... |
| 106803 | I have many cnemies in Orsino's court, |
| 106804 | Else would I very shortly see thee there. |
| 106805 | But come what may, I do adore thee so |
| 106806 | That danger shall seem sport, and I will g... |
| 106807 | SCENE II. |
| 106808 | A street |
| 106809 | Enter VIOLA and MALVOLIO at several doors |
| 106810 | MALVOLIO. Were you not ev'n now with the Cou... |
| 106811 | VIOLA. Even now, sir; on a moderate pace I h... |
| 106812 | hither. |
| 106813 | MALVOLIO. She returns this ring to you, sir;... |
| 106814 | me my pains, to have taken it away yoursel... |
| 106815 | that you should put your lord into a despe... |
| 106816 | none of him. And one thing more: that you ... |
| 106817 | come again in his affairs, unless it be to... |
| 106818 | taking of this. Receive it so. |
| 106819 | VIOLA. She took the ring of me; I'll none of... |
| 106820 | MALVOLIO. Come, sir, you peevishly threw it ... |
| 106821 | it should be so return'd. If it be worth s... |
| 106822 | lies in your eye; if not, be it his that f... |
| 106823 | Exit |
| 106824 | VIOLA. I left no ring with her; what means t... |
| 106825 | Fortune forbid my outside have not charm'd... |
| 106826 | She made good view of me; indeed, so much |
| 106827 | That methought her eyes had lost her tongue, |
| 106828 | For she did speak in starts distractedly. |
| 106829 | She loves me, sure: the cunning of her pas... |
| 106830 | Invites me in this churlish messenger. |
| 106831 | None of my lord's ring! Why, he sent her n... |
| 106832 | I am the man. If it be so- as 'tis- |
| 106833 | Poor lady, she were better love a dream. |
| 106834 | Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness |
| 106835 | Wherein the pregnant enemy does much. |
| 106836 | How easy is it for the proper-false |
| 106837 | In women's waxen hearts to set their forms! |
| 106838 | Alas, our frailty is the cause, not we! |
| 106839 | For such as we are made of, such we be. |
| 106840 | How will this fadge? My master loves her d... |
| 106841 | And I, poor monster, fond as much on him; |
| 106842 | And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me. |
| 106843 | What will become of this? As I am man, |
| 106844 | My state is desperate for my master's love; |
| 106845 | As I am woman- now alas the day!- |
| 106846 | What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia br... |
| 106847 | O Time, thou must untangle this, not I; |
| 106848 | It is too hard a knot for me t' untie! ... |
| 106849 | SCENE III. |
| 106850 | OLIVIA'S house |
| 106851 | Enter SIR TOBY and SIR ANDREW |
| 106852 | SIR TOBY. Approach, Sir Andrew. Not to be ab... |
| 106853 | be up betimes; and 'diluculo surgere' thou... |
| 106854 | AGUECHEEK. Nay, by my troth, I know not; but... |
| 106855 | is to be up late. |
| 106856 | SIR TOBY. A false conclusion! I hate it as a... |
| 106857 | up after midnight and to go to bed then is... |
| 106858 | to bed after midnight is to go to bed beti... |
| 106859 | consist of the four elements? |
| 106860 | AGUECHEEK. Faith, so they say; but I think i... |
| 106861 | eating and drinking. |
| 106862 | SIR TOBY. Th'art a scholar; let us therefore... |
| 106863 | Marian, I say! a stoup of wine. |
| 106864 | Enter CLOWN |
| 106865 | AGUECHEEK. Here comes the fool, i' faith. |
| 106866 | CLOWN. How now, my hearts! Did you never see... |
| 106867 | three'? |
| 106868 | SIR TOBY. Welcome, ass. Now let's have a catch. |
| 106869 | AGUECHEEK. By my troth, the fool has an exce... |
| 106870 | rather than forty shillings I had such a l... |
| 106871 | breath to sing, as the fool has. In sooth,... |
| 106872 | gracious fooling last night, when thou spo... |
| 106873 | of the Vapians passing the equinoctial of ... |
| 106874 | good, i' faith. I sent thee sixpence for t... |
| 106875 | CLOWN. I did impeticos thy gratillity; for M... |
| 106876 | whipstock. My lady has a white hand, and t... |
| 106877 | bottle-ale houses. |
| 106878 | AGUECHEEK. Excellent! Why, this is the best ... |
| 106879 | done. Now, a song. |
| 106880 | SIR TOBY. Come on, there is sixpence for you... |
| 106881 | AGUECHEEK. There's a testril of me too; if o... |
| 106882 | CLOWN. Would you have a love-song, or a song o... |
| 106883 | SIR TOBY. A love-song, a love-song. |
| 106884 | AGUECHEEK. Ay, ay; I care not for good life. |
| 106885 | CLOWN sings |
| 106886 | O mistress mine, where are you roaming? |
| 106887 | O, stay and hear; your true love's co... |
| 106888 | That can sing both high and low. |
| 106889 | Trip no further, pretty sweeting; |
| 106890 | Journeys end in lovers meeting, |
| 106891 | Every wise man's son doth know. |
| 106892 | AGUECHEEK. Excellent good, i' faith! |
| 106893 | SIR TOBY. Good, good! |
| 106894 | CLOWN sings |
| 106895 | What is love? 'Tis not hereafter; |
| 106896 | Present mirth hath present laughter; |
| 106897 | What's to come is still unsure. |
| 106898 | In delay there lies no plenty, |
| 106899 | Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty; |
| 106900 | Youth's a stuff will not endure. |
| 106901 | AGUECHEEK. A mellifluous voice, as I am true... |
| 106902 | SIR TOBY. A contagious breath. |
| 106903 | AGUECHEEK. Very sweet and contagious, i' faith. |
| 106904 | SIR TOBY. To hear by the nose, it is dulcet ... |
| 106905 | we make the welkin dance indeed? Shall we ... |
| 106906 | a catch that will draw three souls out of ... |
| 106907 | that? |
| 106908 | AGUECHEEK. An you love me, let's do't. I am ... |
| 106909 | CLOWN. By'r lady, sir, and some dogs will ca... |
| 106910 | AGUECHEEK. Most certain. Let our catch be 'T... |
| 106911 | CLOWN. 'Hold thy peace, thou knave' knight? ... |
| 106912 | in't to call thee knave, knight. |
| 106913 | AGUECHEEK. 'Tis not the first time I have co... |
| 106914 | me knave. Begin, fool: it begins 'Hold thy... |
| 106915 | CLOWN. I shall never begin if I hold my peace. |
| 106916 | AGUECHEEK. Good, i' faith! Come, begin. ... |
| 106917 | Enter MARIA |
| 106918 | MARIA. What a caterwauling do you keep here!... |
| 106919 | call'd up her steward Malvolio, and bid hi... |
| 106920 | doors, never trust me. |
| 106921 | SIR TOBY. My lady's a Cataian, we are politi... |
| 106922 | Peg-a-Ramsey, and ... |
| 106923 | Three merry men be we. |
| 106924 | Am not I consanguineous? Am I not of her b... |
| 106925 | lady. ... |
| 106926 | There dwelt a man in Babylon, |
| 106927 | Lady, lady. |
| 106928 | CLOWN. Beshrew me, the knight's in admirable... |
| 106929 | AGUECHEEK. Ay, he does well enough if he be ... |
| 106930 | too; he does it with a better grace, but I... |
| 106931 | SIR TOBY. [Sings] O' the twelfth day of Dece... |
| 106932 | MARIA. For the love o' God, peace! |
| 106933 | Enter MALVOLIO |
| 106934 | MALVOLIO. My masters, are you mad? Or what a... |
| 106935 | wit, manners, nor honesty, but to gabble l... |
| 106936 | time of night? Do ye make an ale-house of ... |
| 106937 | ye squeak out your coziers' catches withou... |
| 106938 | remorse of voice? Is there no respect of p... |
| 106939 | time, in you? |
| 106940 | SIR TOBY. We did keep time, sir, in our catc... |
| 106941 | MALVOLIO. Sir Toby, I must be round with you... |
| 106942 | you that, though she harbours you as her k... |
| 106943 | allied to your disorders. If you can separ... |
| 106944 | misdemeanours, you are welcome to the hous... |
| 106945 | please you to take leave of her, she is ve... |
| 106946 | farewell. |
| 106947 | SIR TOBY. [Sings] Farewell, dear heart, sinc... |
| 106948 | MARIA. Nay, good Sir Toby. |
| 106949 | CLOWN. [Sings] His eyes do show his days are... |
| 106950 | MALVOLIO. Is't even so? |
| 106951 | SIR TOBY. [Sings] But I will never die. ... |
| 106952 | CLOWN. [Sings] Sir Toby, there you lie. |
| 106953 | MALVOLIO. This is much credit to you. |
| 106954 | SIR TOBY. [Sings] Shall I bid him go? |
| 106955 | CLOWN. [Sings] What an if you do? |
| 106956 | SIR TOBY. [Sings] Shall I bid him go, and sp... |
| 106957 | CLOWN. [Sings] O, no, no, no, no, you dare n... |
| 106958 | SIR TOBY. [Rising] Out o' tune, sir! Ye lie.... |
| 106959 | steward? Dost thou think, because thou art... |
| 106960 | be no more cakes and ale? |
| 106961 | CLOWN. Yes, by Saint Anne; and ginger shall ... |
| 106962 | too. |
| 106963 | SIR TOBY. Th' art i' th' right. Go, sir, rub ... |
| 106964 | A stoup of wine, Maria! |
| 106965 | MALVOLIO. Mistress Mary, if you priz'd my la... |
| 106966 | more than contempt, you would not give mea... |
| 106967 | rule; she shall know of it, by this hand. |
| 106968 | Exit |
| 106969 | MARIA. Go shake your ears. |
| 106970 | AGUECHEEK. 'Twere as good a deed as to drink... |
| 106971 | to challenge him the field, and then to br... |
| 106972 | and make a fool of him. |
| 106973 | SIR TOBY. Do't, knight. I'll write thee a ch... |
| 106974 | deliver thy indignation to him by word of ... |
| 106975 | MARIA. Sweet Sir Toby, be patient for to-nig... |
| 106976 | the Count's was to-day with my lady, she i... |
| 106977 | For Monsieur Malvolio, let me alone with h... |
| 106978 | him into a nayword, and make him a common ... |
| 106979 | think I have wit enough to lie straight in... |
| 106980 | do it. |
| 106981 | SIR TOBY. Possess us, possess us; tell us so... |
| 106982 | MARIA. Marry, sir, sometimes he is a kind of... |
| 106983 | AGUECHEEK. O, if I thought that, I'd beat hi... |
| 106984 | SIR TOBY. What, for being a Puritan? Thy exq... |
| 106985 | knight? |
| 106986 | AGUECHEEK. I have no exquisite reason for't,... |
| 106987 | enough. |
| 106988 | MARIA. The devil a Puritan that he is, or an... |
| 106989 | time-pleaser; an affection'd ass that cons... |
| 106990 | utters it by great swarths; the best pers... |
| 106991 | cramm'd, as he thinks, with excellencies t... |
| 106992 | of faith that all that look on him love hi... |
| 106993 | him will my revenge find notable cause to ... |
| 106994 | SIR TOBY. What wilt thou do? |
| 106995 | MARIA. I will drop in his way some obscure e... |
| 106996 | wherein, by the colour of his beard, the s... |
| 106997 | manner of his gait, the expressure of his ... |
| 106998 | complexion, he shall find himself most fee... |
| 106999 | can write very like my lady, your niece; o... |
| 107000 | can hardly make distinction of our hands. |
| 107001 | SIR TOBY. Excellent! I smell a device. |
| 107002 | AGUECHEEK. I have't in my nose too. |
| 107003 | SIR TOBY. He shall think, by the letters tha... |
| 107004 | they come from my niece, and that she's in... |
| 107005 | MARIA. My purpose is, indeed, a horse of tha... |
| 107006 | AGUECHEEK. And your horse now would make him... |
| 107007 | MARIA. Ass, I doubt not. |
| 107008 | AGUECHEEK. O, 'twill be admirable! |
| 107009 | MARIA. Sport royal, I warrant you. I know my... |
| 107010 | him. I will plant you two, and let the foo... |
| 107011 | he shall find the letter; observe his cons... |
| 107012 | this night, to bed, and dream on the event... |
| 107013 | Exit |
| 107014 | SIR TOBY. Good night, Penthesilea. |
| 107015 | AGUECHEEK. Before me, she's a good wench. |
| 107016 | SIR TOBY. She's a beagle true-bred, and one ... |
| 107017 | What o' that? |
| 107018 | AGUECHEEK. I was ador'd once too. |
| 107019 | SIR TOBY. Let's to bed, knight. Thou hadst n... |
| 107020 | money. |
| 107021 | AGUECHEEK. If I cannot recover your niece, I... |
| 107022 | SIR TOBY. Send for money, knight; if thou ha... |
| 107023 | call me Cut. |
| 107024 | AGUECHEEK. If I do not, never trust me; take... |
| 107025 | SIR TOBY. Come, come, I'll go burn some sack... |
| 107026 | to bed now. Come, knight; come, knight. |
| 107027 | ... |
| 107028 | SCENE IV. |
| 107029 | The DUKE'S palace |
| 107030 | Enter DUKE, VIOLA, CURIO, and OTHERS |
| 107031 | DUKE. Give me some music. Now, good morrow, ... |
| 107032 | Now, good Cesario, but that piece of song, |
| 107033 | That old and antique song we heard last ni... |
| 107034 | Methought it did relieve my passion much, |
| 107035 | More than light airs and recollected terms |
| 107036 | Of these most brisk and giddy-paced times. |
| 107037 | Come, but one verse. |
| 107038 | CURIO. He is not here, so please your lordsh... |
| 107039 | it. |
| 107040 | DUKE. Who was it? |
| 107041 | CURIO. Feste, the jester, my lord; a fool th... |
| 107042 | father took much delight in. He is about t... |
| 107043 | DUKE. Seek him out, and play the tune the wh... |
| 107044 | Exit CU... |
| 107045 | Come hither, boy. If ever thou shalt love, |
| 107046 | In the sweet pangs of it remember me; |
| 107047 | For such as I am all true lovers are, |
| 107048 | Unstaid and skittish in all motions else |
| 107049 | Save in the constant image of the creature |
| 107050 | That is belov'd. How dost thou like this t... |
| 107051 | VIOLA. It gives a very echo to the seat |
| 107052 | Where Love is thron'd. |
| 107053 | DUKE. Thou dost speak masterly. |
| 107054 | My life upon't, young though thou art, thi... |
| 107055 | Hath stay'd upon some favour that it loves; |
| 107056 | Hath it not, boy? |
| 107057 | VIOLA. A little, by your favour. |
| 107058 | DUKE. What kind of woman is't? |
| 107059 | VIOLA. Of your complexion. |
| 107060 | DUKE. She is not worth thee, then. What year... |
| 107061 | VIOLA. About your years, my lord. |
| 107062 | DUKE. Too old, by heaven! Let still the woma... |
| 107063 | An elder than herself; so wears she to him, |
| 107064 | So sways she level in her husband's heart. |
| 107065 | For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, |
| 107066 | Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, |
| 107067 | More longing, wavering, sooner lost and wo... |
| 107068 | Than women's are. |
| 107069 | VIOLA. I think it well, my lord. |
| 107070 | DUKE. Then let thy love be younger than thys... |
| 107071 | Or thy affection cannot hold the bent; |
| 107072 | For women are as roses, whose fair flow'r |
| 107073 | Being once display'd doth fall that very h... |
| 107074 | VIOLA. And so they are; alas, that they are so! |
| 107075 | To die, even when they to perfection grow! |
| 107076 | Re-enter CURIO and CLOWN |
| 107077 | DUKE. O, fellow, come, the song we had last ... |
| 107078 | Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain; |
| 107079 | The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, |
| 107080 | And the free maids that weave their thread... |
| 107081 | Do use to chant it; it is silly sooth, |
| 107082 | And dallies with the innocence of love, |
| 107083 | Like the old age. |
| 107084 | CLOWN. Are you ready, sir? |
| 107085 | DUKE. Ay; prithee, sing. ... |
| 107086 | FESTE'S SONG |
| 107087 | Come away, come away, death; |
| 107088 | And in sad cypress let me be laid; |
| 107089 | Fly away, fly away, breath, |
| 107090 | I am slain by a fair cruel maid. |
| 107091 | My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, |
| 107092 | O, prepare it! |
| 107093 | My part of death no one so true |
| 107094 | Did share it. |
| 107095 | Not a flower, not a flower sweet, |
| 107096 | On my black coffin let there be strown; |
| 107097 | Not a friend, not a friend greet |
| 107098 | My poor corpse where my bones shall ... |
| 107099 | A thousand thousand to save, |
| 107100 | Lay me, O, where |
| 107101 | Sad true lover never find my grave, |
| 107102 | To weep there! |
| 107103 | DUKE. There's for thy pains. |
| 107104 | CLOWN. No pains, sir; I take pleasure in sin... |
| 107105 | DUKE. I'll pay thy pleasure, then. |
| 107106 | CLOWN. Truly, sir, and pleasure will be paid... |
| 107107 | DUKE. Give me now leave to leave thee. |
| 107108 | CLOWN. Now the melancholy god protect thee; ... |
| 107109 | doublet of changeable taffeta, for thy min... |
| 107110 | would have men of such constancy put to se... |
| 107111 | might be everything, and their intent ever... |
| 107112 | that always makes a good voyage of nothing... |
| 107113 | ... |
| 107114 | DUKE. Let all the rest give place. |
| 107115 | Exeunt CU... |
| 107116 | Once more, Cesario, |
| 107117 | Get thee to yond same sovereign cruelty. |
| 107118 | Tell her my love, more noble than the world, |
| 107119 | Prizes not quantity of dirty lands; |
| 107120 | The parts that fortune hath bestow'd upon ... |
| 107121 | Tell her I hold as giddily as Fortune; |
| 107122 | But 'tis that miracle and queen of gems |
| 107123 | That Nature pranks her in attracts my soul. |
| 107124 | VIOLA. But if she cannot love you, sir? |
| 107125 | DUKE. I cannot be so answer'd. |
| 107126 | VIOLA. Sooth, but you must. |
| 107127 | Say that some lady, as perhaps there is, |
| 107128 | Hath for your love as great a pang of heart |
| 107129 | As you have for Olivia. You cannot love her; |
| 107130 | You tell her so. Must she not then be answ... |
| 107131 | DUKE. There is no woman's sides |
| 107132 | Can bide the beating of so strong a passion |
| 107133 | As love doth give my heart; no woman's heart |
| 107134 | So big to hold so much; they lack retention. |
| 107135 | Alas, their love may be call'd appetite- |
| 107136 | No motion of the liver, but the palate- |
| 107137 | That suffer surfeit, cloyment, and revolt; |
| 107138 | But mine is all as hungry as the sea, |
| 107139 | And can digest as much. Make no compare |
| 107140 | Between that love a woman can bear me |
| 107141 | And that I owe Olivia. |
| 107142 | VIOLA. Ay, but I know- |
| 107143 | DUKE. What dost thou know? |
| 107144 | VIOLA. Too well what love women to men may owe. |
| 107145 | In faith, they are as true of heart as we. |
| 107146 | My father had a daughter lov'd a man, |
| 107147 | As it might be perhaps, were I a woman, |
| 107148 | I should your lordship. |
| 107149 | DUKE. And what's her history? |
| 107150 | VIOLA. A blank, my lord. She never told her ... |
| 107151 | But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, |
| 107152 | Feed on her damask cheek. She pin'd in tho... |
| 107153 | And with a green and yellow melancholy |
| 107154 | She sat like Patience on a monument, |
| 107155 | Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? |
| 107156 | We men may say more, swear more, but indeed |
| 107157 | Our shows are more than will; for still we... |
| 107158 | Much in our vows, but little in our love. |
| 107159 | DUKE. But died thy sister of her love, my boy? |
| 107160 | VIOLA. I am all the daughters of my father's... |
| 107161 | And all the brothers too- and yet I know n... |
| 107162 | Sir, shall I to this lady? |
| 107163 | DUKE. Ay, that's the theme. |
| 107164 | To her in haste. Give her this jewel; say |
| 107165 | My love can give no place, bide no denay. ... |
| 107166 | SCENE V. |
| 107167 | OLIVIA'S garden |
| 107168 | Enter SIR TOBY, SIR ANDREW, and FABIAN |
| 107169 | SIR TOBY. Come thy ways, Signior Fabian. |
| 107170 | FABIAN. Nay, I'll come; if I lose a scruple ... |
| 107171 | boil'd to death with melancholy. |
| 107172 | SIR TOBY. Wouldst thou not be glad to have t... |
| 107173 | sheep-biter come by some notable shame? |
| 107174 | FABIAN. I would exult, man; you know he brou... |
| 107175 | with my lady about a bear-baiting here. |
| 107176 | SIR TOBY. To anger him we'll have the bear a... |
| 107177 | him black and blue- shall we not, Sir Andrew? |
| 107178 | AGUECHEEK. And we do not, it is pity of our ... |
| 107179 | Enter MARIA |
| 107180 | SIR TOBY. Here comes the little villain. |
| 107181 | How now, my metal of India! |
| 107182 | MARIA. Get ye all three into the box-tree. M... |
| 107183 | this walk. He has been yonder i' the sun p... |
| 107184 | his own shadow this half hour. Observe him... |
| 107185 | mockery, for I know this letter will make ... |
| 107186 | of him. Close, in the name of jesting! [As... |
| 107187 | a letter] Lie thou there; for here comes t... |
| 107188 | caught with tickling. |
| 107189 | Exit |
| 107190 | Enter MALVOLIO |
| 107191 | MALVOLIO. 'Tis but fortune; all is fortune. ... |
| 107192 | did affect me; and I have heard herself co... |
| 107193 | should she fancy, it should be one of my c... |
| 107194 | uses me with a more exalted respect than a... |
| 107195 | follows her. What should I think on't? |
| 107196 | SIR TOBY. Here's an overweening rogue! |
| 107197 | FABIAN. O, peace! Contemplation makes a rare... |
| 107198 | how he jets under his advanc'd plumes! |
| 107199 | AGUECHEEK. 'Slight, I could so beat the rogue- |
| 107200 | SIR TOBY. Peace, I say. |
| 107201 | MALVOLIO. To be Count Malvolio! |
| 107202 | SIR TOBY. Ah, rogue! |
| 107203 | AGUECHEEK. Pistol him, pistol him. |
| 107204 | SIR TOBY. Peace, peace! |
| 107205 | MALVOLIO. There is example for't: the Lady o... |
| 107206 | the yeoman of the wardrobe. |
| 107207 | AGUECHEEK. Fie on him, Jezebel! |
| 107208 | FABIAN. O, peace! Now he's deeply in; look h... |
| 107209 | him. |
| 107210 | MALVOLIO. Having been three months married t... |
| 107211 | state- |
| 107212 | SIR TOBY. O, for a stone-bow to hit him in t... |
| 107213 | MALVOLIO. Calling my officers about me, in m... |
| 107214 | having come from a day-bed- where I have l... |
| 107215 | SIR TOBY. Fire and brimstone! |
| 107216 | FABIAN. O, peace, peace! |
| 107217 | MALVOLIO. And then to have the humour of sta... |
| 107218 | travel of regard, telling them I know my p... |
| 107219 | should do theirs, to ask for my kinsman Toby- |
| 107220 | SIR TOBY. Bolts and shackles! |
| 107221 | FABIAN. O, peace, peace, peace! Now, now. |
| 107222 | MALVOLIO. Seven of my people, with an obedie... |
| 107223 | him. I frown the while, and perchance wind... |
| 107224 | with my- some rich jewel. Toby approaches;... |
| 107225 | SIR TOBY. Shall this fellow live? |
| 107226 | FABIAN. Though our silence be drawn from us ... |
| 107227 | MALVOLIO. I extend my hand to him thus, quen... |
| 107228 | with an austere regard of control- |
| 107229 | SIR TOBY. And does not Toby take you a blow ... |
| 107230 | MALVOLIO. Saying 'Cousin Toby, my fortunes h... |
| 107231 | niece give me this prerogative of speech'- |
| 107232 | SIR TOBY. What, what? |
| 107233 | MALVOLIO. 'You must amend your drunkenness'- |
| 107234 | SIR TOBY. Out, scab! |
| 107235 | FABIAN. Nay, patience, or we break the sinew... |
| 107236 | MALVOLIO. 'Besides, you waste the treasure o... |
| 107237 | foolish knight'- |
| 107238 | AGUECHEEK. That's me, I warrant you. |
| 107239 | MALVOLIO. 'One Sir Andrew.' |
| 107240 | AGUECHEEK. I knew 'twas I; for many do call ... |
| 107241 | MALVOLIO. What employment have we here? |
| 107242 | [Tak... |
| 107243 | FABIAN. Now is the woodcock near the gin. |
| 107244 | SIR TOBY. O, peace! And the spirit of humour... |
| 107245 | aloud to him! |
| 107246 | MALVOLIO. By my life, this is my lady's hand... |
| 107247 | C's, her U's, and her T's; and thus makes ... |
| 107248 | is, in contempt of question, her hand. |
| 107249 | AGUECHEEK. Her C's, her U's, and her T's. Wh... |
| 107250 | MALVOLIO. [Reads] 'To the unknown belov'd, t... |
| 107251 | wishes.' Her very phrases! By your leave, ... |
| 107252 | impressure her Lucrece with which she uses... |
| 107253 | To whom should this be? |
| 107254 | FABIAN. This wins him, liver and all. |
| 107255 | MALVOLIO. [Reads] |
| 107256 | Jove knows I love, |
| 107257 | But who? |
| 107258 | Lips, do not move; |
| 107259 | No man must know.' |
| 107260 | 'No man must know.' What follows? The numb... |
| 107261 | 'No man must know.' If this should be thee... |
| 107262 | SIR TOBY. Marry, hang thee, brock! |
| 107263 | MALVOLIO. [Reads] |
| 107264 | 'I may command where I adore; |
| 107265 | But silence, like a Lucrece knife, |
| 107266 | With bloodless stroke my heart do... |
| 107267 | M. O. A. I. doth sway my life.' |
| 107268 | FABIAN. A fustian riddle! |
| 107269 | SIR TOBY. Excellent wench, say I. |
| 107270 | MALVOLIO. 'M. O. A. I. doth sway my life.' |
| 107271 | Nay, but first let me see, let me see, let... |
| 107272 | FABIAN. What dish o' poison has she dress'd ... |
| 107273 | SIR TOBY. And with what wing the staniel che... |
| 107274 | MALVOLIO. 'I may command where I adore.' Why... |
| 107275 | serve her; she is my lady. Why, this is ev... |
| 107276 | capacity; there is no obstruction in this.... |
| 107277 | should that alphabetical position portend?... |
| 107278 | resemble something in me. Softly! M. O. A.... |
| 107279 | SIR TOBY. O, ay, make up that! He is now at ... |
| 107280 | FABIAN. Sowter will cry upon't for all this,... |
| 107281 | as a fox. |
| 107282 | MALVOLIO. M- Malvolio; M- why, that begins m... |
| 107283 | FABIAN. Did not I say he would work it out? |
| 107284 | The cur is excellent at faults. |
| 107285 | MALVOLIO. M- But then there is no consonancy... |
| 107286 | suffers under probation: A should follow, ... |
| 107287 | FABIAN. And O shall end, I hope. |
| 107288 | SIR TOBY. Ay, or I'll cudgel him, and make h... |
| 107289 | MALVOLIO. And then I comes behind. |
| 107290 | FABIAN. Ay, an you had any eye behind you, y... |
| 107291 | detraction at your heels than fortunes bef... |
| 107292 | MALVOLIO. M. O. A. I. This simulation is not... |
| 107293 | yet, to crush this a little, it would bow ... |
| 107294 | these letters are in my name. Soft! here f... |
| 107295 | ... |
| 107296 | 'If this fall into thy hand, revolve. In... |
| 107297 | thee; but be not afraid of greatness. Some... |
| 107298 | achieve greatness, and some have greatness... |
| 107299 | Fates open their hands; let thy blood and ... |
| 107300 | and, to inure thyself to what thou art lik... |
| 107301 | humble slough and appear fresh. Be opposit... |
| 107302 | with servants; let thy tongue tang argumen... |
| 107303 | thyself into the trick of singularity. She... |
| 107304 | sighs for thee. Remember who commended thy... |
| 107305 | wish'd to see thee ever cross-garter'd. I ... |
| 107306 | thou art made, if thou desir'st to be so; ... |
| 107307 | a steward still, the fellow of servants, a... |
| 107308 | Fortune's fingers. Farewell. She that woul... |
| 107309 | thee, |
| 107310 | THE F... |
| 107311 | Daylight and champain discovers not more. ... |
| 107312 | proud, I will read politic authors, I will... |
| 107313 | will wash off gross acquaintance, I will b... |
| 107314 | man. I do not now fool myself to let imagi... |
| 107315 | every reason excites to this, that my lady... |
| 107316 | commend my yellow stockings of late, she d... |
| 107317 | cross-garter'd; and in this she manifests ... |
| 107318 | with a kind of injunction drives me to the... |
| 107319 | liking. I thank my stars I am happy. I wil... |
| 107320 | yellow stockings, and cross-garter'd, even... |
| 107321 | putting on. Jove and my stars be praised! ... |
| 107322 | postscript. |
| 107323 | [Reads] 'Thou canst not choose but know wh... |
| 107324 | entertain'st my love, let it appear in thy... |
| 107325 | become thee well. Therefore in my presence... |
| 107326 | sweet, I prithee.' |
| 107327 | Jove, I thank thee. I will smile; I will d... |
| 107328 | wilt have me. ... |
| 107329 | FABIAN. I will not give my part of this spor... |
| 107330 | thousands to be paid from the Sophy. |
| 107331 | SIR TOBY. I could marry this wench for this ... |
| 107332 | AGUECHEEK. So could I too. |
| 107333 | SIR TOBY. And ask no other dowry with her bu... |
| 107334 | Enter MARIA |
| 107335 | AGUECHEEK. Nor I neither. |
| 107336 | FABIAN. Here comes my noble gull-catcher. |
| 107337 | SIR TOBY. Wilt thou set thy foot o' my neck? |
| 107338 | AGUECHEEK. Or o' mine either? |
| 107339 | SIR TOBY. Shall I play my freedom at tray-tr... |
| 107340 | bond-slave? |
| 107341 | AGUECHEEK. I' faith, or I either? |
| 107342 | SIR TOBY. Why, thou hast put him in such a d... |
| 107343 | image of it leaves him he must run mad. |
| 107344 | MARIA. Nay, but say true; does it work upon ... |
| 107345 | SIR TOBY. Like aqua-vita! with a midwife. |
| 107346 | AIARIA. If you will then see the fruits of t... |
| 107347 | first approach before my lady. He will com... |
| 107348 | stockings, and 'tis a colour she abhors, a... |
| 107349 | fashion she detests; and he will smile upo... |
| 107350 | be so unsuitable to her disposition, being... |
| 107351 | melancholy as she is, that it cannot but t... |
| 107352 | contempt. If you will see it, follow me. |
| 107353 | SIR TOBY. To the gates of Tartar, thou most ... |
| 107354 | AGUECHEEK. I'll make one too. ... |
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| 107363 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 107364 | OLIVIA'S garden |
| 107365 | Enter VIOLA, and CLOWN with a tabor |
| 107366 | VIOLA. Save thee, friend, and thy music! |
| 107367 | Dost thou live by thy tabor? |
| 107368 | CLOWN. No, sir, I live by the church. |
| 107369 | VIOLA. Art thou a churchman? |
| 107370 | CLOWN. No such matter, sir: I do live by the... |
| 107371 | at my house, and my house doth stand by th... |
| 107372 | VIOLA. So thou mayst say the king lies by a ... |
| 107373 | dwell near him; or the church stands by th... |
| 107374 | stand by the church. |
| 107375 | CLOWN. You have said, sir. To see this age! ... |
| 107376 | chev'ril glove to a good wit. How quickly ... |
| 107377 | turn'd outward! |
| 107378 | VIOLA. Nay, that's certain; they that dally ... |
| 107379 | quickly make them wanton. |
| 107380 | CLOWN. I would, therefore, my sister had had... |
| 107381 | VIOLA. Why, man? |
| 107382 | CLOWN. Why, sir, her name's a word; and to d... |
| 107383 | might make my sister wanton. But indeed wo... |
| 107384 | since bonds disgrac'd them. |
| 107385 | VIOLA. Thy reason, man? |
| 107386 | CLOWN. Troth, sir, I can yield you none with... |
| 107387 | are grown so false I am loath to prove rea... |
| 107388 | VIOLA. I warrant thou art a merry fellow and... |
| 107389 | CLOWN. Not so, sir; I do care for something;... |
| 107390 | sir, I do not care for you. If that be to ... |
| 107391 | I would it would make you invisible. |
| 107392 | VIOLA. Art not thou the Lady Olivia's fool? |
| 107393 | CLOWN. No, indeed, sir; the Lady Olivia has ... |
| 107394 | no fool, sir, till she be married; and foo... |
| 107395 | as pilchers are to herrings- the husband's... |
| 107396 | indeed not her fool, but her corrupter of ... |
| 107397 | VIOLA. I saw thee late at the Count Orsino's. |
| 107398 | CLOWN. Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb... |
| 107399 | shines everywhere. I would be sorry, sir, ... |
| 107400 | as oft with your master as with my mistres... |
| 107401 | wisdom there. |
| 107402 | VIOLA. Nay, an thou pass upon me, I'll no mo... |
| 107403 | Hold, there's expenses for thee. ... |
| 107404 | CLOWN. Now Jove, in his next commodity of ha... |
| 107405 | VIOLA. By my troth, I'll tell thee, I am alm... |
| 107406 | [Aside] though I would not have it grow on... |
| 107407 | within? |
| 107408 | CLOWN. Would not a pair of these have bred, ... |
| 107409 | VIOLA. Yes, being kept together and put to use. |
| 107410 | CLOWN. I would play Lord Pandarus of Phrygia... |
| 107411 | Cressida to this Troilus. |
| 107412 | VIOLA. I understand you, sir; 'tis well begg'd. |
| 107413 | [Gi... |
| 107414 | CLOWN. The matter, I hope, is not great, sir... |
| 107415 | Cressida was a beggar. My lady is within, ... |
| 107416 | them whence you come; who you are and what... |
| 107417 | my welkin- I might say 'element' but the w... |
| 107418 | ... |
| 107419 | VIOLA. This fellow is wise enough to play th... |
| 107420 | And to do that well craves a kind of wit. |
| 107421 | He must observe their mood on whom he jests, |
| 107422 | The quality of persons, and the time; |
| 107423 | And, like the haggard, check at every feather |
| 107424 | That comes before his eye. This is a practice |
| 107425 | As full of labour as a wise man's art; |
| 107426 | For folly that he wisely shows is fit; |
| 107427 | But wise men, folly-fall'n, quite taint th... |
| 107428 | Enter SIR TOBY and SIR ANDREW |
| 107429 | SIR TOBY. Save you, gentleman! |
| 107430 | VIOLA. And you, sir. |
| 107431 | AGUECHEEK. Dieu vous garde, monsieur. |
| 107432 | VIOLA. Et vous aussi; votre serviteur. |
| 107433 | AGUECHEEK. I hope, sir, you are; and I am yo... |
| 107434 | SIR TOBY. Will you encounter the house? My n... |
| 107435 | should enter, if your trade be to her. |
| 107436 | VIOLA. I am bound to your niece, sir; I mean... |
| 107437 | voyage. |
| 107438 | SIR TOBY. Taste your legs, sir; put them to ... |
| 107439 | VIOLA. My legs do better understand me, sir,... |
| 107440 | you mean by bidding me taste my legs. |
| 107441 | SIR TOBY. I mean, to go, sir, to enter. |
| 107442 | VIOLA. I will answer you with gait and entra... |
| 107443 | prevented. |
| 107444 | Enter OLIVIA and MARIA |
| 107445 | Most excellent accomplish'd lady, the heav... |
| 107446 | AGUECHEEK. That youth's a rare courtier- 'Ra... |
| 107447 | VIOLA. My matter hath no voice, lady, but to... |
| 107448 | and vouchsafed car. |
| 107449 | AGUECHEEK. 'Odours,' 'pregnant,' and 'vouchs... |
| 107450 | three all ready. |
| 107451 | OLIVIA. Let the garden door be shut, and lea... |
| 107452 | [Exeunt all but OLIVIA and VIOLA] Give me ... |
| 107453 | VIOLA. My duty, madam, and most humble service. |
| 107454 | OLIVIA. What is your name? |
| 107455 | VIOLA. Cesario is your servant's name, fair ... |
| 107456 | OLIVIA. My servant, sir! 'Twas never merry w... |
| 107457 | Since lowly feigning was call'd compliment. |
| 107458 | Y'are servant to the Count Orsino, youth. |
| 107459 | VIOLA. And he is yours, and his must needs b... |
| 107460 | Your servant's servant is your servant, ma... |
| 107461 | OLIVIA. For him, I think not on him; for his... |
| 107462 | Would they were blanks rather than fill'd ... |
| 107463 | VIOLA. Madam, I come to whet your gentle tho... |
| 107464 | On his behalf. |
| 107465 | OLIVIA. O, by your leave, I pray you: |
| 107466 | I bade you never speak again of him; |
| 107467 | But, would you undertake another suit, |
| 107468 | I had rather hear you to solicit that |
| 107469 | Than music from the spheres. |
| 107470 | VIOLA. Dear lady- |
| 107471 | OLIVIA. Give me leave, beseech you. I did send, |
| 107472 | After the last enchantment you did here, |
| 107473 | A ring in chase of you; so did I abuse |
| 107474 | Myself, my servant, and, I fear me, you. |
| 107475 | Under your hard construction must I sit, |
| 107476 | To force that on you in a shameful cunning |
| 107477 | Which you knew none of yours. What might y... |
| 107478 | Have you not set mine honour at the stake, |
| 107479 | And baited it with all th' unmuzzled thoughts |
| 107480 | That tyrannous heart can think? To one of ... |
| 107481 | Enough is shown: a cypress, not a bosom, |
| 107482 | Hides my heart. So, let me hear you speak. |
| 107483 | VIOLA. I Pity YOU. |
| 107484 | OLIVIA. That's a degree to love. |
| 107485 | VIOLA. No, not a grize; for 'tis a vulgar proof |
| 107486 | That very oft we pity enemies. |
| 107487 | OLIVIA. Why, then, methinks 'tis time to smi... |
| 107488 | O world, how apt the poor are to be proud! |
| 107489 | If one should be a prey, how much the better |
| 107490 | To fall before the lion than the wolf! ... |
| 107491 | The clock upbraids me with the waste of time. |
| 107492 | Be not afraid, good youth; I will not have... |
| 107493 | And yet, when wit and youth is come to har... |
| 107494 | Your wife is like to reap a proper man. |
| 107495 | There lies your way, due west. |
| 107496 | VIOLA. Then westward-ho! |
| 107497 | Grace and good disposition attend your lad... |
| 107498 | You'll nothing, madam, to my lord by me? |
| 107499 | OLIVIA. Stay. |
| 107500 | I prithee tell me what thou think'st of me. |
| 107501 | VIOLA. That you do think you are not what yo... |
| 107502 | OLIVIA. If I think so, I think the same of you. |
| 107503 | VIOLA. Then think you right: I am not what I... |
| 107504 | OLIVIA. I would you were as I would have you... |
| 107505 | VIOLA. Would it be better, madam, than I am? |
| 107506 | I wish it might, for now I am your fool. |
| 107507 | OLIVIA. O, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful |
| 107508 | In the contempt and anger of his lip! |
| 107509 | A murd'rous guilt shows not itself more soon |
| 107510 | Than love that would seem hid: love's nigh... |
| 107511 | Cesario, by the roses of the spring, |
| 107512 | By maidhood, honour, truth, and every thing, |
| 107513 | I love thee so that, maugre all thy pride, |
| 107514 | Nor wit nor reason can my passion hide. |
| 107515 | Do not extort thy reasons from this clause, |
| 107516 | For that I woo, thou therefore hast no cause; |
| 107517 | But rather reason thus with reason fetter: |
| 107518 | Love sought is good, but given unsought is... |
| 107519 | VIOLA. By innocence I swear, and by my youth, |
| 107520 | I have one heart, one bosom, and one truth, |
| 107521 | And that no woman has; nor never none |
| 107522 | Shall mistress be of it, save I alone. |
| 107523 | And so adieu, good madam; never more |
| 107524 | Will I my master's tears to you deplore. |
| 107525 | OLIVIA. Yet come again; for thou perhaps may... |
| 107526 | That heart which now abhors to like his lo... |
| 107527 | SCENE II. |
| 107528 | OLIVIA'S house |
| 107529 | Enter SIR TOBY, SIR ANDREW and FABIAN |
| 107530 | AGUECHEEK. No, faith, I'll not stay a jot lo... |
| 107531 | SIR TOBY. Thy reason, dear venom, give thy r... |
| 107532 | FABIAN. You must needs yield your reason, Si... |
| 107533 | AGUECHEEK. Marry, I saw your niece do more f... |
| 107534 | servingman than ever she bestow'd upon me;... |
| 107535 | orchard. |
| 107536 | SIR TOBY. Did she see thee the while, old bo... |
| 107537 | AGUECHEEK. As plain as I see you now. |
| 107538 | FABIAN. This was a great argument of love in... |
| 107539 | AGUECHEEK. 'Slight! will you make an ass o' me? |
| 107540 | FABIAN. I will prove it legitimate, sir, upo... |
| 107541 | and reason. |
| 107542 | SIR TOBY. And they have been grand-jurymen s... |
| 107543 | sailor. |
| 107544 | FABIAN. She did show favour to the youth in ... |
| 107545 | exasperate you, to awake your dormouse val... |
| 107546 | your heart and brimstone in your liver. Yo... |
| 107547 | accosted her; and with some excellent jest... |
| 107548 | mint, you should have bang'd the youth int... |
| 107549 | look'd for at your hand, and this was baul... |
| 107550 | this opportunity you let time wash off, an... |
| 107551 | into the north of my lady's opinion; where... |
| 107552 | icicle on Dutchman's beard, unless you do ... |
| 107553 | laudable attempt either of valour or policy. |
| 107554 | AGUECHEEK. An't be any way, it must be with ... |
| 107555 | hate; I had as lief be a Brownist as a pol... |
| 107556 | SIR TOBY. Why, then, build me thy fortunes u... |
| 107557 | valour. Challenge me the Count's youth to ... |
| 107558 | him in eleven places. My niece shall take ... |
| 107559 | thyself there is no love-broker in the wor... |
| 107560 | man's commendation with woman than report ... |
| 107561 | FABIAN. There is no way but this, Sir Andrew. |
| 107562 | AGUECHEEK. Will either of you bear me a chal... |
| 107563 | SIR TOBY. Go, write it in a martial hand; be... |
| 107564 | no matter how witty, so it be eloquent and... |
| 107565 | Taunt him with the license of ink; if thou... |
| 107566 | thrice, it shall not be amiss; and as many... |
| 107567 | thy sheet of paper, although the sheet wer... |
| 107568 | bed of Ware in England, set 'em down; go a... |
| 107569 | gall enough in thy ink, though thou write ... |
| 107570 | matter. About it. |
| 107571 | AGUECHEEK. Where shall I find you? |
| 107572 | SIR TOBY. We'll call thee at the cubiculo. Go. |
| 107573 | ... |
| 107574 | FABIAN. This is a dear manakin to you, Sir T... |
| 107575 | SIR TOBY. I have been dear to him, lad- some... |
| 107576 | or so. |
| 107577 | FABIAN. We shall have a rare letter from him... |
| 107578 | deliver't? |
| 107579 | SIR TOBY. Never trust me then; and by all me... |
| 107580 | to an answer. I think oxen and wainropes c... |
| 107581 | together. For Andrew, if he were open'd an... |
| 107582 | blood in his liver as will clog the foot o... |
| 107583 | rest of th' anatomy. |
| 107584 | FABIAN. And his opposite, the youth, bears i... |
| 107585 | presage of cruelty. |
| 107586 | Enter MARIA |
| 107587 | SIR TOBY. Look where the youngest wren of ni... |
| 107588 | MARIA. If you desire the spleen, and will la... |
| 107589 | stitches, follow me. Yond gull Malvolio is... |
| 107590 | renegado; for there is no Christian that m... |
| 107591 | believing rightly can ever believe such im... |
| 107592 | grossness. He's in yellow stockings. |
| 107593 | SIR TOBY. And cross-garter'd? |
| 107594 | MARIA. Most villainously; like a pedant that... |
| 107595 | church. I have dogg'd him like his murdere... |
| 107596 | point of the letter that I dropp'd to betr... |
| 107597 | his face into more lines than is in the ne... |
| 107598 | augmentation of the Indies. You have not s... |
| 107599 | 'tis; I can hardly forbear hurling things... |
| 107600 | will strike him; if she do, he'll smile an... |
| 107601 | favour. |
| 107602 | SIR TOBY. Come, bring us, bring us where he ... |
| 107603 | SCENE III. |
| 107604 | A street |
| 107605 | Enter SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO |
| 107606 | SEBASTIAN. I would not by my will have troub... |
| 107607 | But since you make your pleasure of your p... |
| 107608 | I will no further chide you. |
| 107609 | ANTONIO. I could not stay behind you: my des... |
| 107610 | More sharp than filed steel, did spur me f... |
| 107611 | And not all love to see you- though so much |
| 107612 | As might have drawn one to a longer voyage- |
| 107613 | But jealousy what might befall your travel, |
| 107614 | Being skilless in these parts; which to a ... |
| 107615 | Unguided and unfriended, often prove |
| 107616 | Rough and unhospitable. My willing love, |
| 107617 | The rather by these arguments of fear, |
| 107618 | Set forth in your pursuit. |
| 107619 | SEBASTIAN. My kind Antonio, |
| 107620 | I can no other answer make but thanks, |
| 107621 | And thanks, and ever thanks; and oft good ... |
| 107622 | Are shuffl'd off with such uncurrent pay; |
| 107623 | But were my worth as is my conscience firm, |
| 107624 | You should find better dealing. What's to do? |
| 107625 | Shall we go see the reliques of this town? |
| 107626 | ANTONIO. To-morrow, sir; best first go see y... |
| 107627 | SEBASTIAN. I am not weary, and 'tis long to ... |
| 107628 | I pray you, let us satisfy our eyes |
| 107629 | With the memorials and the things of fame |
| 107630 | That do renown this city. |
| 107631 | ANTONIO. Would you'd pardon me. |
| 107632 | I do not without danger walk these streets: |
| 107633 | Once in a sea-fight 'gainst the Count his ... |
| 107634 | I did some service; of such note, indeed, |
| 107635 | That, were I ta'en here, it would scarce b... |
| 107636 | SEBASTIAN. Belike you slew great number of h... |
| 107637 | ANTONIO.Th' offence is not of such a bloody ... |
| 107638 | Albeit the quality of the time and quarrel |
| 107639 | Might well have given us bloody argument. |
| 107640 | It might have since been answer'd in repaying |
| 107641 | What we took from them; which, for traffic... |
| 107642 | Most of our city did. Only myself stood ou... |
| 107643 | For which, if I be lapsed in this place, |
| 107644 | I shall pay dear. |
| 107645 | SEBASTIAN. Do not then walk too open. |
| 107646 | ANTONIO. It doth not fit me. Hold, sir, here... |
| 107647 | In the south suburbs, at the Elephant, |
| 107648 | Is best to lodge. I will bespeak our diet, |
| 107649 | Whiles you beguile the time and feed your ... |
| 107650 | With viewing of the town; there shall you ... |
| 107651 | SEBASTIAN. Why I your purse? |
| 107652 | ANTONIO. Haply your eye shall light upon som... |
| 107653 | You have desire to purchase; and your store, |
| 107654 | I think, is not for idle markets, sir. |
| 107655 | SEBASTIAN. I'll be your purse-bearer, and le... |
| 107656 | An hour. |
| 107657 | ANTONIO. To th' Elephant. |
| 107658 | SEBASTIAN. I do remember. ... |
| 107659 | SCENE IV. |
| 107660 | OLIVIA'S garden |
| 107661 | Enter OLIVIA and MARIA |
| 107662 | OLIVIA. I have sent after him; he says he'll... |
| 107663 | How shall I feast him? What bestow of him? |
| 107664 | For youth is bought more oft than begg'd o... |
| 107665 | I speak too loud. |
| 107666 | Where's Malvolio? He is sad and civil, |
| 107667 | And suits well for a servant with my fortu... |
| 107668 | Where is Malvolio? |
| 107669 | MARIA. He's coming, madam; but in very stran... |
| 107670 | He is sure possess'd, madam. |
| 107671 | OLIVIA. Why, what's the matter? Does he rave? |
| 107672 | MARIA. No, madam, he does nothing but smile.... |
| 107673 | best to have some guard about you if he co... |
| 107674 | tainted in's wits. |
| 107675 | OLIVIA. Go call him hither. ... |
| 107676 | I am as mad as he, |
| 107677 | If sad and merry madness equal be. |
| 107678 | Re-enter MARIA with MALVOLIO |
| 107679 | How now, Malvolio! |
| 107680 | MALVOLIO. Sweet lady, ho, ho. |
| 107681 | OLIVIA. Smil'st thou? |
| 107682 | I sent for thee upon a sad occasion. |
| 107683 | MALVOLIO. Sad, lady? I could be sad. This do... |
| 107684 | obstruction in the blood, this cross-garte... |
| 107685 | If it please the eye of one, it is with me... |
| 107686 | sonnet is: 'Please one and please all.' |
| 107687 | OLIVIA. Why, how dost thou, man? What is the... |
| 107688 | MALVOLIO. Not black in my mind, though yello... |
| 107689 | It did come to his hands, and commands sha... |
| 107690 | I think we do know the sweet Roman hand. |
| 107691 | OLIVIA. Wilt thou go to bed, Malvolio? |
| 107692 | MALVOLIO. To bed? Ay, sweetheart, and I'll c... |
| 107693 | OLIVIA. God comfort thee! Why dost thou smil... |
| 107694 | so oft? |
| 107695 | MARIA. How do you, Malvolio? |
| 107696 | MALVOLIO. At your request? Yes, nightingales... |
| 107697 | MARIA. Why appear you with this ridiculous b... |
| 107698 | MALVOLIO. 'Be not afraid of greatness.' 'Twa... |
| 107699 | OLIVIA. What mean'st thou by that, Malvolio? |
| 107700 | AIALVOLIO. 'Some are born great,'- |
| 107701 | OLIVIA. Ha? |
| 107702 | MALVOLIO. 'Some achieve greatness,'- |
| 107703 | OLIVIA. What say'st thou? |
| 107704 | MALVOLIO. 'And some have greatness thrust up... |
| 107705 | OLIVIA. Heaven restore thee! |
| 107706 | MALVOLIO. 'Remember who commended thy yellow... |
| 107707 | OLIVIA. 'Thy yellow stockings?' |
| 107708 | MALVOLIO. 'And wish'd to see thee cross-gart... |
| 107709 | OLIVIA. 'Cross-garter'd?' |
| 107710 | MALVOLIO. 'Go to, thou an made, if thou desi... |
| 107711 | OLIVIA. Am I made? |
| 107712 | MALVOLIO. 'If not, let me see thee a servant... |
| 107713 | OLIVIA. Why, this is very midsummer madness. |
| 107714 | Enter SERVANT |
| 107715 | SERVANT. Madam, the young gentleman of the C... |
| 107716 | return'd; I could hardly entreat him back;... |
| 107717 | ladyship's pleasure. |
| 107718 | OLIVIA. I'll come to him. [Exit SERVANT] Goo... |
| 107719 | fellow be look'd to. Where's my cousin Tob... |
| 107720 | people have a special care of him; I would... |
| 107721 | for the half of my dowry. |
| 107722 | Exeun... |
| 107723 | MALVOLIO. O, ho! do you come near me now? No... |
| 107724 | Toby to look to me! This concurs directly ... |
| 107725 | sends him on purpose, that I may appear st... |
| 107726 | incites me to that in the letter. 'Cast th... |
| 107727 | she. 'Be opposite with kinsman, surly with... |
| 107728 | tongue tang with arguments of state; put t... |
| 107729 | of singularity' and consequently sets down... |
| 107730 | sad face, a reverend carriage, a slow tong... |
| 107731 | some sir of note, and so forth. I have lim... |
| 107732 | Jove's doing, and Jove make me thankful! A... |
| 107733 | now- 'Let this fellow be look'd to.' 'Fell... |
| 107734 | after my degree, but 'fellow.' Why, everyt... |
| 107735 | that no dram of a scruple, no scruple of a... |
| 107736 | no incredulous or unsafe circumstance- Wha... |
| 107737 | that can be can come between me and the fu... |
| 107738 | hopes. Well, Jove, not I, is the doer of t... |
| 107739 | thanked. |
| 107740 | Re-enter MARIA, with SIR TOBY and... |
| 107741 | SIR TOBY. Which way is he, in the name of sa... |
| 107742 | devils of hell be drawn in little, and Leg... |
| 107743 | him, yet I'll speak to him. |
| 107744 | FABIAN. Here he is, here he is. How is't wit... |
| 107745 | SIR TOBY. How is't with you, man? |
| 107746 | MALVOLIO. Go off; I discard you. Let me enjo... |
| 107747 | MARIA. Lo, how hollow the fiend speaks withi... |
| 107748 | you? Sir Toby, my lady prays you to have a... |
| 107749 | MALVOLIO. Ah, ha! does she so? |
| 107750 | SIR TOBY. Go to, go to; peace, peace; we mus... |
| 107751 | Let me alone. How do you, Malvolio? How is... |
| 107752 | defy the devil; consider, he's an enemy to... |
| 107753 | MALVOLIO. Do you know what you say? |
| 107754 | MARIA. La you, an you speak ill of the devil... |
| 107755 | heart! Pray God he be not bewitched. |
| 107756 | FABIAN. Carry his water to th' wise woman. |
| 107757 | MARIA. Marry, and it shall be done to-morrow... |
| 107758 | lady would not lose him for more than I'll... |
| 107759 | MALVOLIO. How now, mistress! |
| 107760 | MARIA. O Lord! |
| 107761 | SIR TOBY. Prithee hold thy peace; this is no... |
| 107762 | see you move him? Let me alone with him. |
| 107763 | FABIAN. No way but gentleness- gently, gentl... |
| 107764 | and will not be roughly us'd. |
| 107765 | SIR TOBY. Why, how now, my bawcock! |
| 107766 | How dost thou, chuck? |
| 107767 | MALVOLIO. Sir! |
| 107768 | SIR TOBY. Ay, Biddy, come with me. What, man... |
| 107769 | to play at cherrypit with Satan. Hang him,... |
| 107770 | MARIA. Get him to say his prayers, good Sir ... |
| 107771 | MALVOLIO. My prayers, minx! |
| 107772 | MARIA. No, I warrant you, he will not hear o... |
| 107773 | MALVOLIO. Go, hang yourselves all! You are i... |
| 107774 | am not of your element; you shall know mor... |
| 107775 | Exit |
| 107776 | SIR TOBY. Is't possible? |
| 107777 | FABIAN. If this were play'd upon a stage now... |
| 107778 | an improbable fiction. |
| 107779 | SIR TOBY. His very genius hath taken the inf... |
| 107780 | man. |
| 107781 | MARIA. Nay, pursue him now, lest the device ... |
| 107782 | FABIAN. Why, we shall make him mad indeed. |
| 107783 | MARIA. The house will be the quieter. |
| 107784 | SIR TOBY. Come, we'll have him in a dark roo... |
| 107785 | is already in the belief that he's mad. We... |
| 107786 | our pleasure and his penance, till our ver... |
| 107787 | breath, prompt us to have mercy on him; at... |
| 107788 | bring the device to the bar and crown thee... |
| 107789 | madmen. But see, but see. |
| 107790 | Enter SIR ANDREW |
| 107791 | FABIAN. More matter for a May morning. |
| 107792 | AGUECHEEK. Here's the challenge; read it. I ... |
| 107793 | and pepper in't. |
| 107794 | FABIAN. Is't so saucy? |
| 107795 | AGUECHEEK. Ay, is't, I warrant him; do but r... |
| 107796 | SIR TOBY. Give me. [Reads] 'Youth, whatsoeve... |
| 107797 | but a scurvy fellow.' |
| 107798 | FABIAN. Good and valiant. |
| 107799 | SIR TOBY. [Reads] 'Wonder not, nor admire no... |
| 107800 | call thee so, for I will show thee no reas... |
| 107801 | FABIAN. A good note; that keeps you from the... |
| 107802 | SIR TOBY. [Reads] 'Thou com'st to the Lady O... |
| 107803 | she uses thee kindly; but thou liest in th... |
| 107804 | the matter I challenge thee for.' |
| 107805 | FABIAN. Very brief, and to exceeding good se... |
| 107806 | SIR TOBY. [Reads] 'I will waylay thee going ... |
| 107807 | thy chance to kill me'- |
| 107808 | FABIAN. Good. |
| 107809 | SIR TOBY. 'Thou kill'st me like a rogue and ... |
| 107810 | FABIAN. Still you keep o' th' windy side of ... |
| 107811 | SIR TOBY. [Reads] 'Fare thee well; and God h... |
| 107812 | our souls! He may have mercy upon mine; bu... |
| 107813 | and so look to thyself. Thy friend, as tho... |
| 107814 | sworn enemy, |
| 107815 | ... |
| 107816 | If this letter move him not, his legs cann... |
| 107817 | MARIA. You may have very fit occasion for't;... |
| 107818 | commerce with my lady, and will by and by ... |
| 107819 | SIR TOBY. Go, Sir Andrew; scout me for him a... |
| 107820 | orchard, like a bum-baily; so soon as ever... |
| 107821 | and as thou draw'st, swear horrible; for i... |
| 107822 | that a terrible oath, with a swaggering ac... |
| 107823 | off, gives manhood more approbation than e... |
| 107824 | have earn'd him. Away. |
| 107825 | AGUECHEEK. Nay, let me alone for swearing. ... |
| 107826 | SIR TOBY. Now will not I deliver his letter;... |
| 107827 | the young gentleman gives him out to be of... |
| 107828 | breeding; his employment between his lord ... |
| 107829 | no less. Therefore this letter, being so e... |
| 107830 | will breed no terror in the youth: he will... |
| 107831 | clodpole. But, sir, I will deliver his cha... |
| 107832 | mouth, set upon Aguecheek notable report o... |
| 107833 | gentleman- as know his youth will aptly re... |
| 107834 | hideous opinion of his rage, skill, fury, ... |
| 107835 | will so fright them both that they will ki... |
| 107836 | look, like cockatrices. |
| 107837 | Re-enter OLIVIA. With VIOLA |
| 107838 | FABIAN. Here he comes with your niece; give ... |
| 107839 | leave, and presently after him. |
| 107840 | SIR TOBY. I will meditate the while upon som... |
| 107841 | challenge. |
| 107842 | Exeunt SIR TOBY,... |
| 107843 | OLIVIA. I have said too much unto a heart of... |
| 107844 | And laid mine honour too unchary out; |
| 107845 | There's something in me that reproves my f... |
| 107846 | But such a headstrong potent fault it is |
| 107847 | That it but mocks reproof. |
| 107848 | VIOLA. With the same haviour that your passi... |
| 107849 | Goes on my master's griefs. |
| 107850 | OLIVIA. Here, wear this jewel for me; 'tis m... |
| 107851 | Refuse it not; it hath no tongue to vex you. |
| 107852 | And I beseech you come again to-morrow. |
| 107853 | What shall you ask of me that I'll deny, |
| 107854 | That honour sav'd may upon asking give? |
| 107855 | VIOLA. Nothing but this- your true love for ... |
| 107856 | OLIVIA. How with mine honour may I give him ... |
| 107857 | Which I have given to you? |
| 107858 | VIOLA. I will acquit you. |
| 107859 | OLIVIA. Well, come again to-morrow. Fare the... |
| 107860 | A fiend like thee might bear my soul to he... |
| 107861 | Re-enter SIR TOBY and SIR FABIAN |
| 107862 | SIR TOBY. Gentleman, God save thee. |
| 107863 | VIOLA. And you, sir. |
| 107864 | SIR TOBY. That defence thou hast, betake the... |
| 107865 | the wrongs are thou hast done him, I know ... |
| 107866 | intercepter, full of despite, bloody as th... |
| 107867 | thee at the orchard end. Dismount thy tuck... |
| 107868 | preparation, for thy assailant is quick, s... |
| 107869 | VIOLA. You mistake, sir; I am sure no man ha... |
| 107870 | my remembrance is very free and clear from... |
| 107871 | done to any man. |
| 107872 | SIR TOBY. You'll find it otherwise, I assure... |
| 107873 | hold your life at any price, betake you to... |
| 107874 | opposite hath in him what youth, strength,... |
| 107875 | furnish man withal. |
| 107876 | VIOLA. I pray you, sir, what is he? |
| 107877 | SIR TOBY. He is knight, dubb'd with unhatch'... |
| 107878 | consideration; but he is a devil in privat... |
| 107879 | bodies hath he divorc'd three; and his inc... |
| 107880 | is so implacable that satisfaction can be ... |
| 107881 | death and sepulchre. Hob-nob is his word- ... |
| 107882 | VIOLA. I will return again into the house an... |
| 107883 | of the lady. I am no fighter. I have heard... |
| 107884 | that put quarrels purposely on others to t... |
| 107885 | belike this is a man of that quirk. |
| 107886 | SIR TOBY. Sir, no; his indignation derives i... |
| 107887 | competent injury; therefore, get you on an... |
| 107888 | Back you shall not to the house, unless yo... |
| 107889 | me which with as much safety you might ans... |
| 107890 | or strip your sword stark naked; for meddl... |
| 107891 | certain, or forswear to wear iron about you. |
| 107892 | VIOLA. This is as uncivil as strange. I bese... |
| 107893 | courteous office as to know of the knight ... |
| 107894 | is: it is something of my negligence, noth... |
| 107895 | SIR TOBY. I Will do so. Signior Fabian, stay... |
| 107896 | till my return. ... |
| 107897 | VIOLA. Pray you, sir, do you know of this ma... |
| 107898 | FABIAN. I know the knight is incens'd agains... |
| 107899 | arbitrement; but nothing of the circumstan... |
| 107900 | VIOLA. I beseech you, what manner of man is he? |
| 107901 | FABIAN. Nothing of that wonderful promise, t... |
| 107902 | as you are like to find him in the proof o... |
| 107903 | indeed, sir, the most skilful, bloody, and... |
| 107904 | you could possibly have found in any part ... |
| 107905 | walk towards him? I will make your peace w... |
| 107906 | VIOLA. I shall be much bound to you for't. I... |
| 107907 | rather go with sir priest than sir knight.... |
| 107908 | so much of my mettle. ... |
| 107909 | Re-enter SIR TOBY With SIR ANDREW |
| 107910 | SIR TOBY. Why, man, he's a very devil; I hav... |
| 107911 | firago. I had a pass with him, rapier, sca... |
| 107912 | gives me the stuck in with such a mortal m... |
| 107913 | inevitable; and on the answer, he pays you... |
| 107914 | hit the ground they step on. They say he h... |
| 107915 | Sophy. |
| 107916 | AGUECHEEK. Pox on't, I'll not meddle with him. |
| 107917 | SIR TOBY. Ay, but he will not now be pacifie... |
| 107918 | hold him yonder. |
| 107919 | AGUECHEEK. Plague on't; an I thought he had ... |
| 107920 | cunning in fence, I'd have seen him damn'd... |
| 107921 | challeng'd him. Let him let the matter sli... |
| 107922 | my horse, grey Capilet. |
| 107923 | SIR TOBY. I'll make the motion. Stand here, ... |
| 107924 | this shall end without the perdition of so... |
| 107925 | I'll ride your horse as well as I ride you. |
| 107926 | Re-enter FABIAN and VIOLA |
| 107927 | [To FABIAN] I have his horse to take up th... |
| 107928 | persuaded him the youth's a devil. |
| 107929 | FABIAN. [To SIR TOBY] He is as horribly conc... |
| 107930 | and looks pale, as if a bear were at his he... |
| 107931 | SIR TOBY. [To VIOLA] There's no remedy, sir:... |
| 107932 | for's oath sake. Marry, he hath better bet... |
| 107933 | quarrel, and he finds that now scarce to b... |
| 107934 | Therefore draw for the supportance of his ... |
| 107935 | will not hurt you. |
| 107936 | VIOLA. [Aside] Pray God defend me! A little ... |
| 107937 | tell them how much I lack of a man. |
| 107938 | FABIAN. Give ground if you see him furious. |
| 107939 | SIR TOBY. Come, Sir Andrew, there's no remed... |
| 107940 | for his honour's sake, have one bout with ... |
| 107941 | duello avoid it; but he has promis'd me, a... |
| 107942 | a soldier, he will not hurt you. Come on; ... |
| 107943 | AGUECHEEK. Pray God he keep his oath! ... |
| 107944 | Enter ANTONIO |
| 107945 | VIOLA. I do assure you 'tis against my will. |
| 107946 | ANTONIO. Put up your sword. If this young ge... |
| 107947 | Have done offence, I take the fault on me: |
| 107948 | If you offend him, I for him defy you. |
| 107949 | SIR TOBY. You, sir! Why, what are you? |
| 107950 | ANTONIO. One, sir, that for his love dares y... |
| 107951 | Than you have heard him brag to you he will. |
| 107952 | SIR TOBY. Nay, if you be an undertaker, I am... |
| 107953 | ... |
| 107954 | Enter OFFICERS |
| 107955 | FABIAN. O good Sir Toby, hold! Here come the... |
| 107956 | SIR TOBY. [To ANTONIO] I'll be with you anon. |
| 107957 | VIOLA. Pray, sir, put your sword up, if you ... |
| 107958 | AGUECHEEK. Marry, will I, sir; and for that ... |
| 107959 | as good as my word. He will bear you easil... |
| 107960 | FIRST OFFICER. This is the man; do thy office. |
| 107961 | SECOND OFFICER. Antonio, I arrest thee at th... |
| 107962 | Of Count Orsino. |
| 107963 | ANTONIO. You do mistake me, sir. |
| 107964 | FIRST OFFICER. No, sir, no jot; I know your ... |
| 107965 | Though now you have no sea-cap on your head. |
| 107966 | Take him away; he knows I know him well. |
| 107967 | ANTONIO. I Must obey. [To VIOLA] This comes ... |
| 107968 | But there's no remedy; I shall answer it. |
| 107969 | What will you do, now my necessity |
| 107970 | Makes me to ask you for my purse? It griev... |
| 107971 | Much more for what I cannot do for you |
| 107972 | Than what befalls myself. You stand amaz'd; |
| 107973 | But be of comfort. |
| 107974 | SECOND OFFICER. Come, sir, away. |
| 107975 | ANTONIO. I must entreat of you some of that ... |
| 107976 | VIOLA. What money, sir? |
| 107977 | For the fair kindness you have show'd me h... |
| 107978 | And part being prompted by your present tr... |
| 107979 | Out of my lean and low ability |
| 107980 | I'll lend you something. My having is not ... |
| 107981 | I'll make division of my present with you; |
| 107982 | Hold, there's half my coffer. |
| 107983 | ANTONIO. Will you deny me now? |
| 107984 | Is't possible that my deserts to you |
| 107985 | Can lack persuasion? Do not tempt my misery, |
| 107986 | Lest that it make me so unsound a man |
| 107987 | As to upbraid you with those kindnesses |
| 107988 | That I have done for you. |
| 107989 | VIOLA. I know of none, |
| 107990 | Nor know I you by voice or any feature. |
| 107991 | I hate ingratitude more in a man |
| 107992 | Than lying, vainness, babbling drunkenness, |
| 107993 | Or any taint of vice whose strong corruption |
| 107994 | Inhabits our frail blood. |
| 107995 | ANTONIO. O heavens themselves! |
| 107996 | SECOND OFFICER. Come, sir, I pray you go. |
| 107997 | ANTONIO. Let me speak a little. This youth t... |
| 107998 | I snatch'd one half out of the jaws of death, |
| 107999 | Reliev'd him with such sanctity of love, |
| 108000 | And to his image, which methought did promise |
| 108001 | Most venerable worth, did I devotion. |
| 108002 | FIRST OFFICER. What's that to us? The time g... |
| 108003 | ANTONIO. But, O, how vile an idol proves thi... |
| 108004 | Thou hast, Sebastian, done good feature sh... |
| 108005 | In nature there's no blemish but the mind: |
| 108006 | None can be call'd deform'd but the unkind. |
| 108007 | Virtue is beauty; but the beauteous evil |
| 108008 | Are empty trunks, o'erflourish'd by the de... |
| 108009 | FIRST OFFICER. The man grows mad. Away with ... |
| 108010 | Come, come, sir. |
| 108011 | ANTONIO. Lead me on. ... |
| 108012 | VIOLA. Methinks his words do from such passi... |
| 108013 | That he believes himself; so do not I. |
| 108014 | Prove true, imagination, O, prove true, |
| 108015 | That I, dear brother, be now ta'en for you! |
| 108016 | SIR TOBY. Come hither, knight; come hither, ... |
| 108017 | o'er a couplet or two of most sage saws. |
| 108018 | VIOLA. He nam'd Sebastian. I my brother know |
| 108019 | Yet living in my glass; even such and so |
| 108020 | In favour was my brother; and he went |
| 108021 | Still in this fashion, colour, ornament, |
| 108022 | For him I imitate. O, if it prove, |
| 108023 | Tempests are kind, and salt waves fresh in... |
| 108024 | SIR TOBY. A very dishonest paltry boy, and m... |
| 108025 | hare. His dishonesty appears in leaving hi... |
| 108026 | necessity and denying him; and for his cow... |
| 108027 | FABIAN. A coward, a most devout coward, reli... |
| 108028 | AGUECHEEK. 'Slid, I'll after him again and b... |
| 108029 | SIR TOBY. Do; cuff him soundly, but never dr... |
| 108030 | AGUECHEEK. And I do not- ... |
| 108031 | FABIAN. Come, let's see the event. |
| 108032 | SIR TOBY. I dare lay any money 'twill be not... |
| 108033 | ... |
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| 108042 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 108043 | Before OLIVIA'S house |
| 108044 | Enter SEBASTIAN and CLOWN |
| 108045 | CLOWN. Will you make me believe that I am no... |
| 108046 | SEBASTIAN. Go to, go to, thou art a foolish ... |
| 108047 | of thee. |
| 108048 | CLOWN. Well held out, i' faith! No, I do not... |
| 108049 | sent to you by my lady, to bid you come sp... |
| 108050 | name is not Master Cesario; nor this is no... |
| 108051 | Nothing that is so is so. |
| 108052 | SEBASTIAN. I prithee vent thy folly somewher... |
| 108053 | Thou know'st not me. |
| 108054 | CLOWN. Vent my folly! He has heard that word... |
| 108055 | now applies it to a fool. Vent my folly! I... |
| 108056 | lubber, the world, will prove a cockney. I... |
| 108057 | thy strangeness, and tell me what I shall ... |
| 108058 | I vent to her that thou art coming? |
| 108059 | SEBASTIAN. I prithee, foolish Greek, depart ... |
| 108060 | There's money for thee; if you tarry longer |
| 108061 | I shall give worse payment. |
| 108062 | CLOWN. By my troth, thou hast an open hand. ... |
| 108063 | give fools money get themselves a good rep... |
| 108064 | years' purchase. |
| 108065 | Enter SIR ANDREW, SIR TOBY, and F... |
| 108066 | AGUECHEEK. Now, sir, have I met you again? |
| 108067 | [Striking SEBASTIAN] There's for you. |
| 108068 | SEBASTIAN. Why, there's for thee, and there,... |
| 108069 | Are all the people mad? |
| 108070 | SIR TOBY. Hold, sir, or I'll throw your dagg... |
| 108071 | [... |
| 108072 | CLOWN. This will I tell my lady straight. I ... |
| 108073 | your coats for two-pence. ... |
| 108074 | SIR TOBY. Come on, sir; hold. |
| 108075 | AGUECHEEK. Nay, let him alone. I'll go anoth... |
| 108076 | him; I'll have an action of battery agains... |
| 108077 | law in Illyria; though I struck him first,... |
| 108078 | that. |
| 108079 | SEBASTIAN. Let go thy hand. |
| 108080 | SIR TOBY. Come, sir, I will not let you go. ... |
| 108081 | put up your iron; you are well flesh'd. Co... |
| 108082 | SEBASTIAN. I will be free from thee. What wo... |
| 108083 | If thou dar'st tempt me further, draw thy ... |
| 108084 | SIR TOBY. What, what? Nay, then I must have ... |
| 108085 | malapert blood from you. [Draws] |
| 108086 | Enter OLIVIA |
| 108087 | OLIVIA. Hold, Toby; on thy life, I charge th... |
| 108088 | SIR TOBY. Madam! |
| 108089 | OLIVIA. Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wre... |
| 108090 | Fit for the mountains and the barbarous ca... |
| 108091 | Where manners ne'er were preach'd! Out of ... |
| 108092 | Be not offended, dear Cesario- |
| 108093 | Rudesby, be gone! |
| 108094 | Exeunt SIR TOBY, SIR ... |
| 108095 | I prithee, gentle friend, |
| 108096 | Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passion, sway |
| 108097 | In this uncivil and unjust extent |
| 108098 | Against thy peace. Go with me to my house, |
| 108099 | And hear thou there how many fruitless pranks |
| 108100 | This ruffian hath botch'd up, that thou th... |
| 108101 | Mayst smile at this. Thou shalt not choose... |
| 108102 | Do not deny. Beshrew his soul for me! |
| 108103 | He started one poor heart of mine in thee. |
| 108104 | SEBASTIAN. What relish is in this? How runs ... |
| 108105 | Or I am mad, or else this is a dream. |
| 108106 | Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep; |
| 108107 | If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep! |
| 108108 | OLIVIA. Nay, come, I prithee. Would thou'dst... |
| 108109 | SEBASTIAN. Madam, I will. |
| 108110 | OLIVIA. O, say so, and so be! ... |
| 108111 | SCENE II. |
| 108112 | OLIVIA'S house |
| 108113 | Enter MARIA and CLOWN |
| 108114 | MARIA. Nay, I prithee, put on this gown and ... |
| 108115 | believe thou art Sir Topas the curate; do ... |
| 108116 | Sir Toby the whilst. ... |
| 108117 | CLOWN. Well, I'll put it on, and I will diss... |
| 108118 | I would I were the first that ever dissemb... |
| 108119 | am not tall enough to become the function ... |
| 108120 | be thought a good student; but to be said ... |
| 108121 | good housekeeper goes as fairly as to say ... |
| 108122 | great scholar. The competitors enter. |
| 108123 | Enter SIR TOBY and MARIA |
| 108124 | SIR TOBY. Jove bless thee, Master Parson. |
| 108125 | CLOWN. Bonos dies, Sir Toby; for as the old ... |
| 108126 | never saw pen and ink, very wittily said t... |
| 108127 | Gorboduc 'That that is is'; so I, being Ma... |
| 108128 | Parson; for what is 'that' but that, and '... |
| 108129 | SIR TOBY. To him, Sir Topas. |
| 108130 | CLOWN. What ho, I say! Peace in this prison! |
| 108131 | SIR TOBY. The knave counterfeits well; a goo... |
| 108132 | MALVOLIO. [Within] Who calls there? |
| 108133 | CLOWN. Sir Topas the curate, who comes to vi... |
| 108134 | lunatic. |
| 108135 | MALVOLIO. Sir Topas, Sir Topas, good Sir Top... |
| 108136 | CLOWN. Out, hyperbolical fiend! How vexest t... |
| 108137 | Talkest thou nothing but of ladies? |
| 108138 | SIR TOBY. Well said, Master Parson. |
| 108139 | MALVOLIO. Sir Topas, never was man thus wron... |
| 108140 | not think I am mad; they have laid me here... |
| 108141 | CLOWN. Fie, thou dishonest Satan! I call the... |
| 108142 | terms, for I am one of those gentle ones t... |
| 108143 | himself with courtesy. Say'st thou that ho... |
| 108144 | MALVOLIO. As hell, Sir Topas. |
| 108145 | CLOWN. Why, it hath bay windows transparent ... |
| 108146 | clerestories toward the south north are as... |
| 108147 | yet complainest thou of obstruction? |
| 108148 | MALVOLIO. I am not mad, Sir Topas. I say to ... |
| 108149 | CLOWN. Madman, thou errest. I say there is n... |
| 108150 | ignorance; in which thou art more puzzled ... |
| 108151 | their fog. |
| 108152 | MALVOLIO. I say this house is as dark as ign... |
| 108153 | ignorance were as dark as hell; and I say ... |
| 108154 | thus abus'd. I am no more mad than you are... |
| 108155 | in any constant question. |
| 108156 | CLOWN. What is the opinion of Pythagoras con... |
| 108157 | MALVOLIO. That the soul of our grandam might... |
| 108158 | CLOWN. What think'st thou of his opinion? |
| 108159 | MALVOLIO. I think nobly of the soul, and no ... |
| 108160 | opinion. |
| 108161 | CLOWN. Fare thee well. Remain thou still in ... |
| 108162 | hold th' opinion of Pythagoras ere I will a... |
| 108163 | fear to kill a woodcock, lest thou disposs... |
| 108164 | grandam. Fare thee well. |
| 108165 | MALVOLIO. Sir Topas, Sir Topas! |
| 108166 | SIR TOBY. My most exquisite Sir Topas! |
| 108167 | CLOWN. Nay, I am for all waters. |
| 108168 | MARIA. Thou mightst have done this without t... |
| 108169 | sees thee not. |
| 108170 | SIR TOBY. To him in thine own voice, and bri... |
| 108171 | find'st him. I would we were well rid of t... |
| 108172 | be conveniently deliver'd, I would he were... |
| 108173 | in offence with my niece that I cannot pur... |
| 108174 | this sport to the upshot. Come by and by t... |
| 108175 | ... |
| 108176 | CLOWN. [Sings] Hey, Robin, jolly Robin, |
| 108177 | Tell me how thy lady does. |
| 108178 | MALVOLIO. Fool! |
| 108179 | CLOWN. [Sings] My lady is unkind, perdy. |
| 108180 | MALVOLIO. Fool! |
| 108181 | CLOWN. [Sings] Alas, why is she so? |
| 108182 | MALVOLIO. Fool I say! |
| 108183 | CLOWN. [Sings] She loves another- Who calls,... |
| 108184 | MALVOLIO. Good fool, as ever thou wilt deser... |
| 108185 | help me to a candle, and pen, ink, and pap... |
| 108186 | gentleman, I will live to be thankful to t... |
| 108187 | CLOWN. Master Malvolio? |
| 108188 | MALVOLIO. Ay, good fool. |
| 108189 | CLOWN. Alas, sir, how fell you besides your ... |
| 108190 | MALVOLIO. Fool, there was never man so notor... |
| 108191 | I am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art. |
| 108192 | CLOWN. But as well? Then you are mad indeed,... |
| 108193 | your wits than a fool. |
| 108194 | MALVOLIO. They have here propertied me; keep... |
| 108195 | ministers to me, asses, and do all they ca... |
| 108196 | wits. |
| 108197 | CLOWN. Advise you what. you say: the ministe... |
| 108198 | [Speaking as SIR TOPAS] Malvolio, thy wits... |
| 108199 | Endeavour thyself to sleep, and leave thy ... |
| 108200 | MALVOLIO. Sir Topas! |
| 108201 | CLOWN. Maintain no words with him, good fell... |
| 108202 | I, sir. God buy you, good Sir Topas.- Marr... |
| 108203 | will. |
| 108204 | MALVOLIO. Fool, fool, fool, I say! |
| 108205 | CLOWN. Alas, sir, be patient. What say you, ... |
| 108206 | speaking to you. |
| 108207 | MALVOLIO. Good fool, help me to some light a... |
| 108208 | I tell thee I am as well in my wits as any... |
| 108209 | CLOWN. Well-a-day that you were, sir! |
| 108210 | MALVOLIO. By this hand, I am. Good fool, som... |
| 108211 | light; and convey what I will set down to ... |
| 108212 | advantage thee more than ever the bearing ... |
| 108213 | CLOWN. I will help you to't. But tell me tru... |
| 108214 | indeed, or do you but counterfeit? |
| 108215 | MALVOLIO. Believe me, I am not; I tell thee ... |
| 108216 | CLOWN. Nay, I'll ne'er believe a madman till... |
| 108217 | I will fetch you light and paper and ink. |
| 108218 | MALVOLIO. Fool, I'll requite it in the highe... |
| 108219 | gone. |
| 108220 | CLOWN. [Singing] |
| 108221 | I am gone, sir, |
| 108222 | And anon, sir, |
| 108223 | I'll be with you again, |
| 108224 | In a trice, |
| 108225 | Like to the old Vice, |
| 108226 | Your need to sustain; |
| 108227 | Who with dagger of lath, |
| 108228 | In his rage and his wrath, |
| 108229 | Cries, Ah, ha! to the devil, |
| 108230 | Like a mad lad, |
| 108231 | Pare thy nails, dad. |
| 108232 | Adieu, goodman devil. ... |
| 108233 | SCENE III. |
| 108234 | OLIVIA'S garden |
| 108235 | Enter SEBASTIAN |
| 108236 | SEBASTIAN. This is the air; that is the glor... |
| 108237 | This pearl she gave me, I do feel't and se... |
| 108238 | And though 'tis wonder that enwraps me thus, |
| 108239 | Yet 'tis not madness. Where's Antonio, then? |
| 108240 | I could not find him at the Elephant; |
| 108241 | Yet there he was; and there I found this c... |
| 108242 | That he did range the town to seek me out. |
| 108243 | His counsel now might do me golden service; |
| 108244 | For though my soul disputes well with my s... |
| 108245 | That this may be some error, but no madness, |
| 108246 | Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune |
| 108247 | So far exceed all instance, all discourse, |
| 108248 | That I am ready to distrust mine eyes |
| 108249 | And wrangle with my reason, that persuades me |
| 108250 | To any other trust but that I am mad, |
| 108251 | Or else the lady's mad; yet if 'twere so, |
| 108252 | She could not sway her house, command her ... |
| 108253 | Take and give back affairs and their dispatch |
| 108254 | With such a smooth, discreet, and stable b... |
| 108255 | As I perceive she does. There's something ... |
| 108256 | That is deceivable. But here the lady comes. |
| 108257 | Enter OLIVIA and PRIEST |
| 108258 | OLIVIA. Blame not this haste of mine. If you... |
| 108259 | Now go with me and with this holy man |
| 108260 | Into the chantry by; there, before him |
| 108261 | And underneath that consecrated roof, |
| 108262 | Plight me the fun assurance of your faith, |
| 108263 | That my most jealous and too doubtful soul |
| 108264 | May live at peace. He shall conceal it |
| 108265 | Whiles you are willing it shall come to note, |
| 108266 | What time we will our celebration keep |
| 108267 | According to my birth. What do you say? |
| 108268 | SEBASTIAN. I'll follow this good man, and go... |
| 108269 | And, having sworn truth, ever will be true. |
| 108270 | OLIVIA. Then lead the way, good father; and ... |
| 108271 | That they may fairly note this act of mine... |
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| 108280 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 108281 | Before OLIVIA's house |
| 108282 | Enter CLOWN and FABIAN |
| 108283 | FABIAN. Now, as thou lov'st me, let me see h... |
| 108284 | CLOWN. Good Master Fabian, grant me another ... |
| 108285 | FABIAN. Anything. |
| 108286 | CLOWN. Do not desire to see this letter. |
| 108287 | FABIAN. This is to give a dog, and in recomp... |
| 108288 | again. |
| 108289 | Enter DUKE, VIOLA, CURIO, and LORDS |
| 108290 | DUKE. Belong you to the Lady Olivia, friends? |
| 108291 | CLOWN. Ay, sir, we are some of her trappings. |
| 108292 | DUKE. I know thee well. How dost thou, my go... |
| 108293 | CLOWN. Truly, sir, the better for my foes an... |
| 108294 | friends. |
| 108295 | DUKE. Just the contrary: the better for thy ... |
| 108296 | CLOWN. No, sir, the worse. |
| 108297 | DUKE. How can that be? |
| 108298 | CLOWN. Marry, sir, they praise me and make a... |
| 108299 | foes tell me plainly I am an ass; so that ... |
| 108300 | profit in the knowledge of myself, and by ... |
| 108301 | so that, conclusions to be as kisses, if y... |
| 108302 | your two affirmatives, why then, the worse... |
| 108303 | the better for my foes. |
| 108304 | DUKE. Why, this is excellent. |
| 108305 | CLOWN. By my troth, sir, no; though it pleas... |
| 108306 | friends. |
| 108307 | DUKE. Thou shalt not be the worse for me. Th... |
| 108308 | CLOWN. But that it would be double-dealing, ... |
| 108309 | make it another. |
| 108310 | DUKE. O, you give me ill counsel. |
| 108311 | CLOWN. Put your grace in your pocket, sir, f... |
| 108312 | your flesh and blood obey it. |
| 108313 | DUKE. Well, I will be so much a sinner to be... |
| 108314 | There's another. |
| 108315 | CLOWN. Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good pla... |
| 108316 | is 'The third pays for all.' The triplex, ... |
| 108317 | measure; or the bells of Saint Bennet, sir... |
| 108318 | one, two, three. |
| 108319 | DUKE. You can fool no more money out of me a... |
| 108320 | will let your lady know I am here to speak... |
| 108321 | her along with you, it may awake my bounty... |
| 108322 | CLOWN. Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty ti... |
| 108323 | sir; but I would not have you to think tha... |
| 108324 | is the sin of covetousness. But, as you sa... |
| 108325 | take a nap; I will awake it anon. ... |
| 108326 | Enter ANTONIO and OFFICERS |
| 108327 | VIOLA. Here comes the man, sir, that did res... |
| 108328 | DUKE. That face of his I do remember well; |
| 108329 | Yet when I saw it last it was besmear'd |
| 108330 | As black as Vulcan in the smoke of war. |
| 108331 | A baubling vessel was he captain of, |
| 108332 | For shallow draught and bulk unprizable, |
| 108333 | With which such scathful grapple did he make |
| 108334 | With the most noble bottom of our fleet |
| 108335 | That very envy and the tongue of los |
| 108336 | Cried fame and honour on him. What's the m... |
| 108337 | FIRST OFFICER. Orsino, this is that Antonio |
| 108338 | That took the Phoenix and her fraught from... |
| 108339 | And this is he that did the Tiger board |
| 108340 | When your young nephew Titus lost his leg. |
| 108341 | Here in the streets, desperate of shame an... |
| 108342 | In private brabble did we apprehend him. |
| 108343 | VIOLA. He did me kindness, sir; drew on my s... |
| 108344 | But in conclusion put strange speech upon me. |
| 108345 | I know not what 'twas but distraction. |
| 108346 | DUKE. Notable pirate, thou salt-water thief! |
| 108347 | What foolish boldness brought thee to thei... |
| 108348 | Whom thou, in terms so bloody and so dear, |
| 108349 | Hast made thine enemies? |
| 108350 | ANTONIO. Orsino, noble sir, |
| 108351 | Be pleas'd that I shake off these names yo... |
| 108352 | Antonio never yet was thief or pirate, |
| 108353 | Though I confess, on base and ground enough, |
| 108354 | Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither: |
| 108355 | That most ingrateful boy there by your side |
| 108356 | From the rude sea's enrag'd and foamy mouth |
| 108357 | Did I redeem; a wreck past hope he was. |
| 108358 | His life I gave him, and did thereto ad |
| 108359 | My love without retention or restraint, |
| 108360 | All his in dedication; for his sake, |
| 108361 | Did I expose myself, pure for his love, |
| 108362 | Into the danger of this adverse town; |
| 108363 | Drew to defend him when he was beset; |
| 108364 | Where being apprehended, his false cunning, |
| 108365 | Not meaning to partake with me in danger, |
| 108366 | Taught him to face me out of his acquainta... |
| 108367 | And grew a twenty years removed thing |
| 108368 | While one would wink; denied me mine own p... |
| 108369 | Which I had recommended to his use |
| 108370 | Not half an hour before. |
| 108371 | VIOLA. How can this be? |
| 108372 | DUKE. When came he to this town? |
| 108373 | ANTONIO. To-day, my lord; and for three mont... |
| 108374 | No int'rim, not a minute's vacancy, |
| 108375 | Both day and night did we keep company. |
| 108376 | Enter OLIVIA and ATTENDANTS |
| 108377 | DUKE. Here comes the Countess; now heaven wa... |
| 108378 | But for thee, fellow- fellow, thy words ar... |
| 108379 | Three months this youth hath tended upon me- |
| 108380 | But more of that anon. Take him aside. |
| 108381 | OLIVIA. What would my lord, but that he may ... |
| 108382 | Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable? |
| 108383 | Cesario, you do not keep promise with me. |
| 108384 | VIOLA. Madam? |
| 108385 | DUKE. Gracious Olivia- |
| 108386 | OLIVIA. What do you say, Cesario? Good my lord- |
| 108387 | VIOLA. My lord would speak; my duty hushes me. |
| 108388 | OLIVIA. If it be aught to the old tune, my l... |
| 108389 | It is as fat and fulsome to mine ear |
| 108390 | As howling after music. |
| 108391 | DUKE. Still so cruel? |
| 108392 | OLIVIA. Still so constant, lord. |
| 108393 | DUKE. What, to perverseness? You uncivil lad... |
| 108394 | To whose ingrate and unauspicious altars |
| 108395 | My soul the faithfull'st off'rings hath br... |
| 108396 | That e'er devotion tender'd! What shall I do? |
| 108397 | OLIVIA. Even what it please my lord, that sh... |
| 108398 | DUKE. Why should I not, had I the heart to d... |
| 108399 | Like to the Egyptian thief at point of death, |
| 108400 | Kill what I love?- a savage jealousy |
| 108401 | That sometime savours nobly. But hear me t... |
| 108402 | Since you to non-regardance cast my faith, |
| 108403 | And that I partly know the instrument |
| 108404 | That screws me from my true place in your ... |
| 108405 | Live you the marble-breasted tyrant still; |
| 108406 | But this your minion, whom I know you love, |
| 108407 | And whom, by heaven I swear, I tender dearly, |
| 108408 | Him will I tear out of that cruel eye |
| 108409 | Where he sits crowned in his master's spite. |
| 108410 | Come, boy, with me; my thoughts are ripe i... |
| 108411 | I'll sacrifice the lamb that I do love |
| 108412 | To spite a raven's heart within a dove. |
| 108413 | VIOLA. And I, most jocund, apt, and willingl... |
| 108414 | To do you rest, a thousand deaths would die. |
| 108415 | OLIVIA. Where goes Cesario? |
| 108416 | VIOLA. After him I love |
| 108417 | More than I love these eyes, more than my ... |
| 108418 | More, by all mores, than e'er I shall love... |
| 108419 | If I do feign, you witnesses above |
| 108420 | Punish my life for tainting of my love! |
| 108421 | OLIVIA. Ay me, detested! How am I beguil'd! |
| 108422 | VIOLA. Who does beguile you? Who does do you... |
| 108423 | OLIVIA. Hast thou forgot thyself? Is it so l... |
| 108424 | Call forth the holy father. ... |
| 108425 | DUKE. Come, away! |
| 108426 | OLIVIA. Whither, my lord? Cesario, husband, ... |
| 108427 | DUKE. Husband? |
| 108428 | OLIVIA. Ay, husband; can he that deny? |
| 108429 | DUKE. Her husband, sirrah? |
| 108430 | VIOLA. No, my lord, not I. |
| 108431 | OLIVIA. Alas, it is the baseness of thy fear |
| 108432 | That makes thee strangle thy propriety. |
| 108433 | Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up; |
| 108434 | Be that thou know'st thou art, and then th... |
| 108435 | As great as that thou fear'st. |
| 108436 | Enter PRIEST |
| 108437 | O, welcome, father! |
| 108438 | Father, I charge thee, by thy reverence, |
| 108439 | Here to unfold- though lately we intended |
| 108440 | To keep in darkness what occasion now |
| 108441 | Reveals before 'tis ripe- what thou dost know |
| 108442 | Hath newly pass'd between this youth and me. |
| 108443 | PRIEST. A contract of eternal bond of love, |
| 108444 | Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your hands, |
| 108445 | Attested by the holy close of lips, |
| 108446 | Strength'ned by interchangement of your ri... |
| 108447 | And all the ceremony of this compact |
| 108448 | Seal'd in my function, by my testimony; |
| 108449 | Since when, my watch hath told me, toward ... |
| 108450 | I have travell'd but two hours. |
| 108451 | DUKE. O thou dissembling cub! What wilt thou... |
| 108452 | When time hath sow'd a grizzle on thy case? |
| 108453 | Or will not else thy craft so quickly grow |
| 108454 | That thine own trip shall be thine overthrow? |
| 108455 | Farewell, and take her; but direct thy feet |
| 108456 | Where thou and I henceforth may never meet. |
| 108457 | VIOLA. My lord, I do protest- |
| 108458 | OLIVIA. O, do not swear! |
| 108459 | Hold little faith, though thou has too muc... |
| 108460 | Enter SIR ANDREW |
| 108461 | AGUECHEEK. For the love of God, a surgeon! |
| 108462 | Send one presently to Sir Toby. |
| 108463 | OLIVIA. What's the matter? |
| 108464 | AGUECHEEK. Has broke my head across, and has... |
| 108465 | bloody coxcomb too. For the love of God, y... |
| 108466 | than forty pound I were at home. |
| 108467 | OLIVIA. Who has done this, Sir Andrew? |
| 108468 | AGUECHEEK. The Count's gentleman, one Cesari... |
| 108469 | coward, but he's the very devil incardinat... |
| 108470 | DUKE. My gentleman, Cesario? |
| 108471 | AGUECHEEK. Od's lifelings, here he is! You b... |
| 108472 | nothing; and that that did, I was set on t... |
| 108473 | VIOLA. Why do you speak to me? I never hurt ... |
| 108474 | You drew your sword upon me without cause; |
| 108475 | But I bespake you fair and hurt you not. |
| 108476 | Enter SIR TOBY and CLOWN |
| 108477 | AGUECHEEK. If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, yo... |
| 108478 | you set nothing by a bloody coxcomb. Here ... |
| 108479 | you shall hear more; but if he had not bee... |
| 108480 | have tickl'd you othergates than he did. |
| 108481 | DUKE. How now, gentleman? How is't with you? |
| 108482 | SIR TOBY. That's all one; has hurt me, and t... |
| 108483 | Sot, didst see Dick Surgeon, sot? |
| 108484 | CLOWN. O, he's drunk, Sir Toby, an hour agon... |
| 108485 | eight i' th' morning. |
| 108486 | SIR TOBY. Then he's a rogue and a passy meas... |
| 108487 | drunken rogue. |
| 108488 | OLIVIA. Away with him. Who hath made this ha... |
| 108489 | AGUECHEEK. I'll help you, Sir Toby, because ... |
| 108490 | together. |
| 108491 | SIR TOBY. Will you help- an ass-head and a c... |
| 108492 | thin fac'd knave, a gull? |
| 108493 | OLIVIA. Get him to bed, and let his hurt be ... |
| 108494 | Exeunt CLOWN, FABIAN, SIR TO... |
| 108495 | Enter SEBASTIAN |
| 108496 | SEBASTIAN. I am sorry, madam, I have hurt yo... |
| 108497 | But, had it been the brother of my blood, |
| 108498 | I must have done no less with wit and safety. |
| 108499 | You throw a strange regard upon me, and by... |
| 108500 | I do perceive it hath offended you. |
| 108501 | Pardon me, sweet one, even for the vows |
| 108502 | We made each other but so late ago. |
| 108503 | DUKE. One face, one voice, one habit, and tw... |
| 108504 | A natural perspective, that is and is not. |
| 108505 | SEBASTIAN. Antonio, O my dear Antonio! |
| 108506 | How have the hours rack'd and tortur'd me |
| 108507 | Since I have lost thee! |
| 108508 | ANTONIO. Sebastian are you? |
| 108509 | SEBASTIAN. Fear'st thou that, Antonio? |
| 108510 | ANTONIO. How have you made division of yours... |
| 108511 | An apple cleft in two is not more twin |
| 108512 | Than these two creatures. Which is Sebastian? |
| 108513 | OLIVIA. Most wonderful! |
| 108514 | SEBASTIAN. Do I stand there? I never had a b... |
| 108515 | Nor can there be that deity in my nature |
| 108516 | Of here and everywhere. I had a sister |
| 108517 | Whom the blind waves and surges have devou... |
| 108518 | Of charity, what kin are you to me? |
| 108519 | What countryman, what name, what parentage? |
| 108520 | VIOLA. Of Messaline; Sebastian was my father. |
| 108521 | Such a Sebastian was my brother too; |
| 108522 | So went he suited to his watery tomb; |
| 108523 | If spirits can assume both form and suit, |
| 108524 | You come to fright us. |
| 108525 | SEBASTIAN. A spirit I am indeed, |
| 108526 | But am in that dimension grossly clad |
| 108527 | Which from the womb I did participate. |
| 108528 | Were you a woman, as the rest goes even, |
| 108529 | I should my tears let fall upon your cheek, |
| 108530 | And say 'Thrice welcome, drowned Viola!' |
| 108531 | VIOLA. My father had a mole upon his brow. |
| 108532 | SEBASTIAN. And so had mine. |
| 108533 | VIOLA. And died that day when Viola from her... |
| 108534 | Had numb'red thirteen years. |
| 108535 | SEBASTIAN. O, that record is lively in my soul! |
| 108536 | He finished indeed his mortal act |
| 108537 | That day that made my sister thirteen years. |
| 108538 | VIOLA. If nothing lets to make us happy both |
| 108539 | But this my masculine usurp'd attire, |
| 108540 | Do not embrace me till each circumstance |
| 108541 | Of place, time, fortune, do cohere and jump |
| 108542 | That I am Viola; which to confirm, |
| 108543 | I'll bring you to a captain in this town, |
| 108544 | Where lie my maiden weeds; by whose gentle... |
| 108545 | I was preserv'd to serve this noble Count. |
| 108546 | All the occurrence of my fortune since |
| 108547 | Hath been between this lady and this lord. |
| 108548 | SEBASTIAN. [To OLIVIA] So Comes it, lady, yo... |
| 108549 | But nature to her bias drew in that. |
| 108550 | You would have been contracted to a maid; |
| 108551 | Nor are you therein, by my life, deceiv'd; |
| 108552 | You are betroth'd both to a maid and man. |
| 108553 | DUKE. Be not amaz'd; right noble is his blood. |
| 108554 | If this be so, as yet the glass seems true, |
| 108555 | I shall have share in this most happy wreck. |
| 108556 | [To VIOLA] Boy, thou hast said to me a tho... |
| 108557 | Thou never shouldst love woman like to me. |
| 108558 | VIOLA. And all those sayings will I overswear; |
| 108559 | And all those swearings keep as true in soul |
| 108560 | As doth that orbed continent the fire |
| 108561 | That severs day from night. |
| 108562 | DUKE. Give me thy hand; |
| 108563 | And let me see thee in thy woman's weeds. |
| 108564 | VIOLA. The captain that did bring me first o... |
| 108565 | Hath my maid's garments. He, upon some act... |
| 108566 | Is now in durance, at Malvolio's suit, |
| 108567 | A gentleman and follower of my lady's. |
| 108568 | OLIVIA. He shall enlarge him. Fetch Malvolio... |
| 108569 | And yet, alas, now I remember me, |
| 108570 | They say, poor gentleman, he's much distract. |
| 108571 | Re-enter CLOWN, with a letter, and FABIAN |
| 108572 | A most extracting frenzy of mine own |
| 108573 | From my remembrance clearly banish'd his. |
| 108574 | How does he, sirrah? |
| 108575 | CLOWN. Truly, madam, he holds Belzebub at th... |
| 108576 | as a man in his case may do. Has here writ... |
| 108577 | should have given 't you to-day morning, b... |
| 108578 | epistles are no gospels, so it skills not ... |
| 108579 | deliver'd. |
| 108580 | OLIVIA. Open't, and read it. |
| 108581 | CLOWN. Look then to be well edified when the... |
| 108582 | madman. [Reads madly ] 'By the Lord, madam-' |
| 108583 | OLIVIA. How now! Art thou mad? |
| 108584 | CLOWN. No, madam, I do but read madness. An ... |
| 108585 | it as it ought to be, you must allow vox. |
| 108586 | OLIVIA. Prithee read i' thy right wits. |
| 108587 | CLOWN. So I do, madonna; but to read his rig... |
| 108588 | thus; therefore perpend, my Princess, and ... |
| 108589 | OLIVIA. [To FABIAN] Read it you, sirrah. |
| 108590 | FABIAN. [Reads] 'By the Lord, madam, you wro... |
| 108591 | shall know it. Though you have put me into... |
| 108592 | your drunken cousin rule over me, yet have... |
| 108593 | senses as well as your ladyship. I have yo... |
| 108594 | induced me to the semblance I put on, with... |
| 108595 | but to do myself much right or you much sh... |
| 108596 | please. I leave my duty a little unthought... |
| 108597 | my injury. |
| 108598 | THE MA... |
| 108599 | OLIVIA. Did he write this? |
| 108600 | CLOWN. Ay, Madam. |
| 108601 | DUKE. This savours not much of distraction. |
| 108602 | OLIVIA. See him deliver'd, Fabian; bring him... |
| 108603 | ... |
| 108604 | My lord, so please you, these things furth... |
| 108605 | To think me as well a sister as a wife, |
| 108606 | One day shall crown th' alliance on't, so ... |
| 108607 | Here at my house, and at my proper cost. |
| 108608 | DUKE. Madam, I am most apt t' embrace your o... |
| 108609 | [To VIOLA] Your master quits you; and, for... |
| 108610 | him, |
| 108611 | So much against the mettle of your sex, |
| 108612 | So far beneath your soft and tender breeding, |
| 108613 | And since you call'd me master for so long, |
| 108614 | Here is my hand; you shall from this time be |
| 108615 | You master's mistress. |
| 108616 | OLIVIA. A sister! You are she. |
| 108617 | Re-enter FABIAN, with MALVOLIO |
| 108618 | DUKE. Is this the madman? |
| 108619 | OLIVIA. Ay, my lord, this same. |
| 108620 | How now, Malvolio! |
| 108621 | MALVOLIO. Madam, you have done me wrong, |
| 108622 | Notorious wrong. |
| 108623 | OLIVIA. Have I, Malvolio? No. |
| 108624 | MALVOLIO. Lady, you have. Pray you peruse th... |
| 108625 | You must not now deny it is your hand; |
| 108626 | Write from it if you can, in hand or phrase; |
| 108627 | Or say 'tis not your seal, not your invent... |
| 108628 | You can say none of this. Well, grant it t... |
| 108629 | And tell me, in the modesty of honour, |
| 108630 | Why you have given me such clear lights of... |
| 108631 | Bade me come smiling and cross-garter'd to... |
| 108632 | To put on yellow stockings, and to frown |
| 108633 | Upon Sir Toby and the lighter people; |
| 108634 | And, acting this in an obedient hope, |
| 108635 | Why have you suffer'd me to be imprison'd, |
| 108636 | Kept in a dark house, visited by the priest, |
| 108637 | And made the most notorious geck and gul |
| 108638 | That e'er invention play'd on? Tell me why. |
| 108639 | OLIVIA. Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing, |
| 108640 | Though, I confess, much like the character; |
| 108641 | But out of question 'tis Maria's hand. |
| 108642 | And now I do bethink me, it was she |
| 108643 | First told me thou wast mad; then cam'st i... |
| 108644 | And in such forms which here were presuppos'd |
| 108645 | Upon thee in the letter. Prithee, be content; |
| 108646 | This practice hath most shrewdly pass'd up... |
| 108647 | But, when we know the grounds and authors ... |
| 108648 | Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the j... |
| 108649 | Of thine own cause. |
| 108650 | FABIAN. Good madam, hear me speak, |
| 108651 | And let no quarrel nor no brawl to come |
| 108652 | Taint the condition of this present hour, |
| 108653 | Which I have wond'red at. In hope it shall... |
| 108654 | Most freely I confess myself and Toby |
| 108655 | Set this device against Malvolio here, |
| 108656 | Upon some stubborn and uncourteous parts |
| 108657 | We had conceiv'd against him. Maria writ |
| 108658 | The letter, at Sir Toby's great importance, |
| 108659 | In recompense whereof he hath married her. |
| 108660 | How with a sportful malice it was follow'd |
| 108661 | May rather pluck on laughter than revenge, |
| 108662 | If that the injuries be justly weigh'd |
| 108663 | That have on both sides pass'd. |
| 108664 | OLIVIA. Alas, poor fool, how have they baffl... |
| 108665 | CLOWN. Why, 'Some are born great, some achie... |
| 108666 | have greatness thrown upon them.' I was on... |
| 108667 | interlude- one Sir Topas, sir; but that's ... |
| 108668 | fool, I am not mad!' But do you remember- ... |
| 108669 | at such a barren rascal? An you smile not,... |
| 108670 | the whirligig of time brings in his revenges. |
| 108671 | MALVOLIO. I'll be reveng'd on the whole pack... |
| 108672 | Exit |
| 108673 | OLIVIA. He hath been most notoriously abus'd. |
| 108674 | DUKE. Pursue him, and entreat him to a peace; |
| 108675 | He hath not told us of the captain yet. |
| 108676 | When that is known, and golden time convents, |
| 108677 | A solemn combination shall be made |
| 108678 | Of our dear souls. Meantime, sweet sister, |
| 108679 | We will not part from hence. Cesario, come; |
| 108680 | For so you shall be while you are a man; |
| 108681 | But when in other habits you are seen, |
| 108682 | Orsino's mistress, and his fancy's queen. |
| 108683 | Exeunt... |
| 108684 | CLOWN sings |
| 108685 | When that I was and a little tiny boy, |
| 108686 | With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, |
| 108687 | A foolish thing was but a toy, |
| 108688 | For the rain it raineth every day. |
| 108689 | But when I came to man's estate, |
| 108690 | With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, |
| 108691 | 'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut... |
| 108692 | For the rain it raineth every day. |
| 108693 | But when I came, alas! to wive, |
| 108694 | With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, |
| 108695 | By swaggering could I never thrive, |
| 108696 | For the rain it raineth every day. |
| 108697 | But when I came unto my beds, |
| 108698 | With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, |
| 108699 | With toss-pots still had drunken he... |
| 108700 | For the rain it raineth every day. |
| 108701 | A great while ago the world begun, |
| 108702 | With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, |
| 108703 | But that's all one, our play is done, |
| 108704 | And we'll strive to please you ever... |
| 108705 | Exit |
| 108706 | THE END |
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| 108716 | THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA |
| 108717 | by William Shakespeare |
| 108718 | DRAMATIS PERSONAE |
| 108719 | DUKE OF MILAN, father to Silvia |
| 108720 | VALENTINE, one of the two gentlemen |
| 108721 | PROTEUS, " " " " " |
| 108722 | ANTONIO, father to Proteus |
| 108723 | THURIO, a foolish rival to Valentine |
| 108724 | EGLAMOUR, agent for Silvia in her escape |
| 108725 | SPEED, a clownish servant to Valentine |
| 108726 | LAUNCE, the like to Proteus |
| 108727 | PANTHINO, servant to Antonio |
| 108728 | HOST, where Julia lodges in Milan |
| 108729 | OUTLAWS, with Valentine |
| 108730 | JULIA, a lady of Verona, beloved of Proteus |
| 108731 | SILVIA, the Duke's daughter, beloved of Vale... |
| 108732 | LUCETTA, waiting-woman to Julia |
| 108733 | SERVANTS |
| 108734 | MUSICIANS |
| 108735 | <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORK... |
| 108736 | SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LI... |
| 108737 | PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOI... |
| 108738 | WITH PERMISSION. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READA... |
| 108739 | DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR... |
| 108740 | PERSONAL USE ONLY, AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED... |
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| 108743 | SCENE: |
| 108744 | Verona; Milan; the frontiers of Mantua |
| 108745 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 108746 | Verona. An open place |
| 108747 | Enter VALENTINE and PROTEUS |
| 108748 | VALENTINE. Cease to persuade, my loving Prot... |
| 108749 | Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits. |
| 108750 | Were't not affection chains thy tender days |
| 108751 | To the sweet glances of thy honour'd love, |
| 108752 | I rather would entreat thy company |
| 108753 | To see the wonders of the world abroad, |
| 108754 | Than, living dully sluggardiz'd at home, |
| 108755 | Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness. |
| 108756 | But since thou lov'st, love still, and thr... |
| 108757 | Even as I would, when I to love begin. |
| 108758 | PROTEUS. Wilt thou be gone? Sweet Valentine,... |
| 108759 | Think on thy Proteus, when thou haply seest |
| 108760 | Some rare noteworthy object in thy travel. |
| 108761 | Wish me partaker in thy happiness |
| 108762 | When thou dost meet good hap; and in thy d... |
| 108763 | If ever danger do environ thee, |
| 108764 | Commend thy grievance to my holy prayers, |
| 108765 | For I will be thy headsman, Valentine. |
| 108766 | VALENTINE. And on a love-book pray for my su... |
| 108767 | PROTEUS. Upon some book I love I'll pray for... |
| 108768 | VALENTINE. That's on some shallow story of d... |
| 108769 | How young Leander cross'd the Hellespont. |
| 108770 | PROTEUS. That's a deep story of a deeper love; |
| 108771 | For he was more than over shoes in love. |
| 108772 | VALENTINE. 'Tis true; for you are over boots... |
| 108773 | And yet you never swum the Hellespont. |
| 108774 | PROTEUS. Over the boots! Nay, give me not th... |
| 108775 | VALENTINE. No, I will not, for it boots thee... |
| 108776 | PROTEUS. What? |
| 108777 | VALENTINE. To be in love- where scorn is bou... |
| 108778 | Coy looks with heart-sore sighs, one fadin... |
| 108779 | With twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights; |
| 108780 | If haply won, perhaps a hapless gain; |
| 108781 | If lost, why then a grievous labour won; |
| 108782 | However, but a folly bought with wit, |
| 108783 | Or else a wit by folly vanquished. |
| 108784 | PROTEUS. So, by your circumstance, you call ... |
| 108785 | VALENTINE. So, by your circumstance, I fear ... |
| 108786 | PROTEUS. 'Tis love you cavil at; I am not Love. |
| 108787 | VALENTINE. Love is your master, for he maste... |
| 108788 | And he that is so yoked by a fool, |
| 108789 | Methinks, should not be chronicled for wise. |
| 108790 | PROTEUS. Yet writers say, as in the sweetest... |
| 108791 | The eating canker dwells, so eating love |
| 108792 | Inhabits in the finest wits of all. |
| 108793 | VALENTINE. And writers say, as the most forw... |
| 108794 | Is eaten by the canker ere it blow, |
| 108795 | Even so by love the young and tender wit |
| 108796 | Is turn'd to folly, blasting in the bud, |
| 108797 | Losing his verdure even in the prime, |
| 108798 | And all the fair effects of future hopes. |
| 108799 | But wherefore waste I time to counsel the |
| 108800 | That art a votary to fond desire? |
| 108801 | Once more adieu. My father at the road |
| 108802 | Expects my coming, there to see me shipp'd. |
| 108803 | PROTEUS. And thither will I bring thee, Vale... |
| 108804 | VALENTINE. Sweet Proteus, no; now let us tak... |
| 108805 | To Milan let me hear from thee by letters |
| 108806 | Of thy success in love, and what news else |
| 108807 | Betideth here in absence of thy friend; |
| 108808 | And I likewise will visit thee with mine. |
| 108809 | PROTEUS. All happiness bechance to thee in M... |
| 108810 | VALENTINE. As much to you at home; and so fa... |
| 108811 | ... |
| 108812 | PROTEUS. He after honour hunts, I after love; |
| 108813 | He leaves his friends to dignify them more: |
| 108814 | I leave myself, my friends, and all for love. |
| 108815 | Thou, Julia, thou hast metamorphis'd me, |
| 108816 | Made me neglect my studies, lose my time, |
| 108817 | War with good counsel, set the world at no... |
| 108818 | Made wit with musing weak, heart sick with... |
| 108819 | Enter SPEED |
| 108820 | SPEED. Sir Proteus, save you! Saw you my mas... |
| 108821 | PROTEUS. But now he parted hence to embark f... |
| 108822 | SPEED. Twenty to one then he is shipp'd alre... |
| 108823 | And I have play'd the sheep in losing him. |
| 108824 | PROTEUS. Indeed a sheep doth very often stray, |
| 108825 | An if the shepherd be awhile away. |
| 108826 | SPEED. You conclude that my master is a shep... |
| 108827 | I a sheep? |
| 108828 | PROTEUS. I do. |
| 108829 | SPEED. Why then, my horns are his horns, whe... |
| 108830 | PROTEUS. A silly answer, and fitting well a ... |
| 108831 | SPEED. This proves me still a sheep. |
| 108832 | PROTEUS. True; and thy master a shepherd. |
| 108833 | SPEED. Nay, that I can deny by a circumstance. |
| 108834 | PROTEUS. It shall go hard but I'll prove it ... |
| 108835 | SPEED. The shepherd seeks the sheep, and not... |
| 108836 | shepherd; but I seek my master, and my mas... |
| 108837 | therefore, I am no sheep. |
| 108838 | PROTEUS. The sheep for fodder follow the she... |
| 108839 | food follows not the sheep: thou for wages... |
| 108840 | thy master for wages follows not thee. The... |
| 108841 | sheep. |
| 108842 | SPEED. Such another proof will make me cry '... |
| 108843 | PROTEUS. But dost thou hear? Gav'st thou my ... |
| 108844 | SPEED. Ay, sir; I, a lost mutton, gave your ... |
| 108845 | mutton; and she, a lac'd mutton, gave me, ... |
| 108846 | for my labour. |
| 108847 | PROTEUS. Here's too small a pasture for such... |
| 108848 | SPEED. If the ground be overcharg'd, you wer... |
| 108849 | PROTEUS. Nay, in that you are astray: 'twere... |
| 108850 | SPEED. Nay, sir, less than a pound shall ser... |
| 108851 | letter. |
| 108852 | PROTEUS. You mistake; I mean the pound- a pi... |
| 108853 | SPEED. From a pound to a pin? Fold it over a... |
| 108854 | 'Tis threefold too little for carrying a l... |
| 108855 | PROTEUS. But what said she? |
| 108856 | SPEED. [Nodding] Ay. |
| 108857 | PROTEUS. Nod- ay. Why, that's 'noddy.' |
| 108858 | SPEED. You mistook, sir; I say she did nod; ... |
| 108859 | did nod; and I say 'Ay.' |
| 108860 | PROTEUS. And that set together is 'noddy.' |
| 108861 | SPEED. Now you have taken the pains to set i... |
| 108862 | your pains. |
| 108863 | PROTEUS. No, no; you shall have it for beari... |
| 108864 | SPEED. Well, I perceive I must be fain to be... |
| 108865 | PROTEUS. Why, sir, how do you bear with me? |
| 108866 | SPEED. Marry, sir, the letter, very orderly;... |
| 108867 | word 'noddy' for my pains. |
| 108868 | PROTEUS. Beshrew me, but you have a quick wit. |
| 108869 | SPEED. And yet it cannot overtake your slow ... |
| 108870 | PROTEUS. Come, come, open the matter; in bri... |
| 108871 | SPEED. Open your purse, that the money and t... |
| 108872 | at once delivered. |
| 108873 | PROTEUS. Well, sir, here is for your pains. ... |
| 108874 | SPEED. Truly, sir, I think you'll hardly win... |
| 108875 | PROTEUS. Why, couldst thou perceive so much ... |
| 108876 | SPEED. Sir, I could perceive nothing at all ... |
| 108877 | much as a ducat for delivering your letter... |
| 108878 | me that brought your mind, I fear she'll p... |
| 108879 | telling your mind. Give her no token but s... |
| 108880 | hard as steel. |
| 108881 | PROTEUS. What said she? Nothing? |
| 108882 | SPEED. No, not so much as 'Take this for thy... |
| 108883 | your bounty, I thank you, you have testern... |
| 108884 | whereof, henceforth carry your letters you... |
| 108885 | I'll commend you to my master. |
| 108886 | PROTEUS. Go, go, be gone, to save your ship ... |
| 108887 | Which cannot perish, having thee aboard, |
| 108888 | Being destin'd to a drier death on shore. ... |
| 108889 | I must go send some better messenger. |
| 108890 | I fear my Julia would not deign my lines, |
| 108891 | Receiving them from such a worthless post.... |
| 108892 | SCENE II. |
| 108893 | Verona. The garden Of JULIA'S house |
| 108894 | Enter JULIA and LUCETTA |
| 108895 | JULIA. But say, Lucetta, now we are alone, |
| 108896 | Wouldst thou then counsel me to fall in love? |
| 108897 | LUCETTA. Ay, madam; so you stumble not unhee... |
| 108898 | JULIA. Of all the fair resort of gentlemen |
| 108899 | That every day with parle encounter me, |
| 108900 | In thy opinion which is worthiest love? |
| 108901 | LUCETTA. Please you, repeat their names; I'l... |
| 108902 | According to my shallow simple skill. |
| 108903 | JULIA. What think'st thou of the fair Sir Eg... |
| 108904 | LUCETTA. As of a knight well-spoken, neat, a... |
| 108905 | But, were I you, he never should be mine. |
| 108906 | JULIA. What think'st thou of the rich Mercatio? |
| 108907 | LUCETTA. Well of his wealth; but of himself,... |
| 108908 | JULIA. What think'st thou of the gentle Prot... |
| 108909 | LUCETTA. Lord, Lord! to see what folly reign... |
| 108910 | JULIA. How now! what means this passion at h... |
| 108911 | LUCETTA. Pardon, dear madam; 'tis a passing ... |
| 108912 | That I, unworthy body as I am, |
| 108913 | Should censure thus on lovely gentlemen. |
| 108914 | JULIA. Why not on Proteus, as of all the rest? |
| 108915 | LUCETTA. Then thus: of many good I think him... |
| 108916 | JULIA. Your reason? |
| 108917 | LUCETTA. I have no other but a woman's reason: |
| 108918 | I think him so, because I think him so. |
| 108919 | JULIA. And wouldst thou have me cast my love... |
| 108920 | LUCETTA. Ay, if you thought your love not ca... |
| 108921 | JULIA. Why, he, of all the rest, hath never ... |
| 108922 | LUCETTA. Yet he, of all the rest, I think, b... |
| 108923 | JULIA. His little speaking shows his love bu... |
| 108924 | LUCETTA. Fire that's closest kept burns most... |
| 108925 | JULIA. They do not love that do not show the... |
| 108926 | LUCETTA. O, they love least that let men kno... |
| 108927 | JULIA. I would I knew his mind. |
| 108928 | LUCETTA. Peruse this paper, madam. |
| 108929 | JULIA. 'To Julia'- Say, from whom? |
| 108930 | LUCETTA. That the contents will show. |
| 108931 | JULIA. Say, say, who gave it thee? |
| 108932 | LUCETTA. Sir Valentine's page; and sent, I t... |
| 108933 | He would have given it you; but I, being i... |
| 108934 | Did in your name receive it; pardon the fa... |
| 108935 | JULIA. Now, by my modesty, a goodly broker! |
| 108936 | Dare you presume to harbour wanton lines? |
| 108937 | To whisper and conspire against my youth? |
| 108938 | Now, trust me, 'tis an office of great worth, |
| 108939 | And you an officer fit for the place. |
| 108940 | There, take the paper; see it be return'd; |
| 108941 | Or else return no more into my sight. |
| 108942 | LUCETTA. To plead for love deserves more fee... |
| 108943 | JULIA. Will ye be gone? |
| 108944 | LUCETTA. That you may ruminate. ... |
| 108945 | JULIA. And yet, I would I had o'erlook'd the... |
| 108946 | It were a shame to call her back again, |
| 108947 | And pray her to a fault for which I chid her. |
| 108948 | What fool is she, that knows I am a maid |
| 108949 | And would not force the letter to my view! |
| 108950 | Since maids, in modesty, say 'No' to that |
| 108951 | Which they would have the profferer constr... |
| 108952 | Fie, fie, how wayward is this foolish love, |
| 108953 | That like a testy babe will scratch the nu... |
| 108954 | And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod! |
| 108955 | How churlishly I chid Lucetta hence, |
| 108956 | When willingly I would have had her here! |
| 108957 | How angerly I taught my brow to frown, |
| 108958 | When inward joy enforc'd my heart to smile! |
| 108959 | My penance is to call Lucetta back |
| 108960 | And ask remission for my folly past. |
| 108961 | What ho! Lucetta! |
| 108962 | Re-enter LUCETTA |
| 108963 | LUCETTA. What would your ladyship? |
| 108964 | JULIA. Is't near dinner time? |
| 108965 | LUCETTA. I would it were, |
| 108966 | That you might kill your stomach on your meat |
| 108967 | And not upon your maid. |
| 108968 | JULIA. What is't that you took up so gingerly? |
| 108969 | LUCETTA. Nothing. |
| 108970 | JULIA. Why didst thou stoop then? |
| 108971 | LUCETTA. To take a paper up that I let fall. |
| 108972 | JULIA. And is that paper nothing? |
| 108973 | LUCETTA. Nothing concerning me. |
| 108974 | JULIA. Then let it lie for those that it con... |
| 108975 | LUCETTA. Madam, it will not lie where it con... |
| 108976 | Unless it have a false interpreter. |
| 108977 | JULIA. Some love of yours hath writ to you i... |
| 108978 | LUCETTA. That I might sing it, madam, to a t... |
| 108979 | Give me a note; your ladyship can set. |
| 108980 | JULIA. As little by such toys as may be poss... |
| 108981 | Best sing it to the tune of 'Light o' Love.' |
| 108982 | LUCETTA. It is too heavy for so light a tune. |
| 108983 | JULIA. Heavy! belike it hath some burden then. |
| 108984 | LUCETTA. Ay; and melodious were it, would yo... |
| 108985 | JULIA. And why not you? |
| 108986 | LUCETTA. I cannot reach so high. |
| 108987 | JULIA. Let's see your song. [LUCETTA wit... |
| 108988 | How now, minion! |
| 108989 | LUCETTA. Keep tune there still, so you will ... |
| 108990 | And yet methinks I do not like this tune. |
| 108991 | JULIA. You do not! |
| 108992 | LUCETTA. No, madam; 'tis too sharp. |
| 108993 | JULIA. You, minion, are too saucy. |
| 108994 | LUCETTA. Nay, now you are too flat |
| 108995 | And mar the concord with too harsh a descant; |
| 108996 | There wanteth but a mean to fill your song. |
| 108997 | JULIA. The mean is drown'd with your unruly ... |
| 108998 | LUCETTA. Indeed, I bid the base for Proteus. |
| 108999 | JULIA. This babble shall not henceforth trou... |
| 109000 | Here is a coil with protestation! ... |
| 109001 | Go, get you gone; and let the papers lie. |
| 109002 | You would be fing'ring them, to anger me. |
| 109003 | LUCETTA. She makes it strange; but she would... |
| 109004 | To be so ang'red with another letter. ... |
| 109005 | JULIA. Nay, would I were so ang'red with the... |
| 109006 | O hateful hands, to tear such loving words! |
| 109007 | Injurious wasps, to feed on such sweet honey |
| 109008 | And kill the bees that yield it with your ... |
| 109009 | I'll kiss each several paper for amends. |
| 109010 | Look, here is writ 'kind Julia.' Unkind Ju... |
| 109011 | As in revenge of thy ingratitude, |
| 109012 | I throw thy name against the bruising stones, |
| 109013 | Trampling contemptuously on thy disdain. |
| 109014 | And here is writ 'love-wounded Proteus.' |
| 109015 | Poor wounded name! my bosom,,as a bed, |
| 109016 | Shall lodge thee till thy wound be through... |
| 109017 | And thus I search it with a sovereign kiss. |
| 109018 | But twice or thrice was 'Proteus' written ... |
| 109019 | Be calm, good wind, blow not a word away |
| 109020 | Till I have found each letter in the letter- |
| 109021 | Except mine own name; that some whirlwind ... |
| 109022 | Unto a ragged, fearful, hanging rock, |
| 109023 | And throw it thence into the raging sea. |
| 109024 | Lo, here in one line is his name twice writ: |
| 109025 | 'Poor forlorn Proteus, passionate Proteus, |
| 109026 | To the sweet Julia.' That I'll tear away; |
| 109027 | And yet I will not, sith so prettily |
| 109028 | He couples it to his complaining names. |
| 109029 | Thus will I fold them one upon another; |
| 109030 | Now kiss, embrace, contend, do what you will. |
| 109031 | Re-enter LUCETTA |
| 109032 | LUCETTA. Madam, |
| 109033 | Dinner is ready, and your father stays. |
| 109034 | JULIA. Well, let us go. |
| 109035 | LUCETTA. What, shall these papers lie like t... |
| 109036 | JULIA. If you respect them, best to take the... |
| 109037 | LUCETTA. Nay, I was taken up for laying them... |
| 109038 | Yet here they shall not lie for catching c... |
| 109039 | JULIA. I see you have a month's mind to them. |
| 109040 | LUCETTA. Ay, madam, you may say what sights ... |
| 109041 | I see things too, although you judge I wink. |
| 109042 | JULIA. Come, come; will't please you go? ... |
| 109043 | SCENE III. |
| 109044 | Verona. ANTONIO'S house |
| 109045 | Enter ANTONIO and PANTHINO |
| 109046 | ANTONIO. Tell me, Panthino, what sad talk wa... |
| 109047 | Wherewith my brother held you in the clois... |
| 109048 | PANTHINO. 'Twas of his nephew Proteus, your ... |
| 109049 | ANTONIO. Why, what of him? |
| 109050 | PANTHINO. He wond'red that your lordship |
| 109051 | Would suffer him to spend his youth at home, |
| 109052 | While other men, of slender reputation, |
| 109053 | Put forth their sons to seek preferment out: |
| 109054 | Some to the wars, to try their fortune there; |
| 109055 | Some to discover islands far away; |
| 109056 | Some to the studious universities. |
| 109057 | For any, or for all these exercises, |
| 109058 | He said that Proteus, your son, was meet; |
| 109059 | And did request me to importune you |
| 109060 | To let him spend his time no more at home, |
| 109061 | Which would be great impeachment to his age, |
| 109062 | In having known no travel in his youth. |
| 109063 | ANTONIO. Nor need'st thou much importune me ... |
| 109064 | Whereon this month I have been hammering. |
| 109065 | I have consider'd well his loss of time, |
| 109066 | And how he cannot be a perfect man, |
| 109067 | Not being tried and tutor'd in the world: |
| 109068 | Experience is by industry achiev'd, |
| 109069 | And perfected by the swift course of time. |
| 109070 | Then tell me whither were I best to send him. |
| 109071 | PANTHINO. I think your lordship is not ignorant |
| 109072 | How his companion, youthful Valentine, |
| 109073 | Attends the Emperor in his royal court. |
| 109074 | ANTONIO. I know it well. |
| 109075 | PANTHINO. 'Twere good, I think, your lordshi... |
| 109076 | There shall he practise tilts and tourname... |
| 109077 | Hear sweet discourse, converse with noblemen, |
| 109078 | And be in eye of every exercise |
| 109079 | Worthy his youth and nobleness of birth. |
| 109080 | ANTONIO. I like thy counsel; well hast thou ... |
| 109081 | And that thou mayst perceive how well I li... |
| 109082 | The execution of it shall make known: |
| 109083 | Even with the speediest expedition |
| 109084 | I will dispatch him to the Emperor's court. |
| 109085 | PANTHINO. To-morrow, may it please you, Don ... |
| 109086 | With other gentlemen of good esteem |
| 109087 | Are journeying to salute the Emperor, |
| 109088 | And to commend their service to his will. |
| 109089 | ANTONIO. Good company; with them shall Prote... |
| 109090 | Enter PROTEUS |
| 109091 | And- in good time!- now will we break with... |
| 109092 | PROTEUS. Sweet love! sweet lines! sweet life! |
| 109093 | Here is her hand, the agent of her heart; |
| 109094 | Here is her oath for love, her honour's pawn. |
| 109095 | O that our fathers would applaud our loves, |
| 109096 | To seal our happiness with their consents! |
| 109097 | O heavenly Julia! |
| 109098 | ANTONIO. How now! What letter are you readin... |
| 109099 | PROTEUS. May't please your lordship, 'tis a ... |
| 109100 | Of commendations sent from Valentine, |
| 109101 | Deliver'd by a friend that came from him. |
| 109102 | ANTONIO. Lend me the letter; let me see what... |
| 109103 | PROTEUS. There is no news, my lord; but that... |
| 109104 | How happily he lives, how well-belov'd |
| 109105 | And daily graced by the Emperor; |
| 109106 | Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune. |
| 109107 | ANTONIO. And how stand you affected to his w... |
| 109108 | PROTEUS. As one relying on your lordship's w... |
| 109109 | And not depending on his friendly wish. |
| 109110 | ANTONIO. My will is something sorted with hi... |
| 109111 | Muse not that I thus suddenly proceed; |
| 109112 | For what I will, I will, and there an end. |
| 109113 | I am resolv'd that thou shalt spend some time |
| 109114 | With Valentinus in the Emperor's court; |
| 109115 | What maintenance he from his friends recei... |
| 109116 | Like exhibition thou shalt have from me. |
| 109117 | To-morrow be in readiness to go- |
| 109118 | Excuse it not, for I am peremptory. |
| 109119 | PROTEUS. My lord, I cannot be so soon provided; |
| 109120 | Please you, deliberate a day or two. |
| 109121 | ANTONIO. Look what thou want'st shall be sen... |
| 109122 | No more of stay; to-morrow thou must go. |
| 109123 | Come on, Panthino; you shall be employ'd |
| 109124 | To hasten on his expedition. |
| 109125 | Exeunt AN... |
| 109126 | PROTEUS. Thus have I shunn'd the fire for fe... |
| 109127 | And drench'd me in the sea, where I am dro... |
| 109128 | I fear'd to show my father Julia's letter, |
| 109129 | Lest he should take exceptions to my love; |
| 109130 | And with the vantage of mine own excuse |
| 109131 | Hath he excepted most against my love. |
| 109132 | O, how this spring of love resembleth |
| 109133 | The uncertain glory of an April day, |
| 109134 | Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, |
| 109135 | And by an by a cloud takes all away! |
| 109136 | Re-enter PANTHINO |
| 109137 | PANTHINO. Sir Proteus, your father calls for... |
| 109138 | He is in haste; therefore, I pray you, go. |
| 109139 | PROTEUS. Why, this it is: my heart accords t... |
| 109140 | And yet a thousand times it answers 'No.' ... |
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| 109149 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 109150 | Milan. The DUKE'S palace |
| 109151 | Enter VALENTINE and SPEED |
| 109152 | SPEED. Sir, your glove. |
| 109153 | VALENTINE. Not mine: my gloves are on. |
| 109154 | SPEED. Why, then, this may be yours; for thi... |
| 109155 | VALENTINE. Ha! let me see; ay, give it me, i... |
| 109156 | Sweet ornament that decks a thing divine! |
| 109157 | Ah, Silvia! Silvia! |
| 109158 | SPEED. [Calling] Madam Silvia! Madam Silvia! |
| 109159 | VALENTINE. How now, sirrah? |
| 109160 | SPEED. She is not within hearing, sir. |
| 109161 | VALENTINE. Why, sir, who bade you call her? |
| 109162 | SPEED. Your worship, sir; or else I mistook. |
| 109163 | VALENTINE. Well, you'll still be too forward. |
| 109164 | SPEED. And yet I was last chidden for being ... |
| 109165 | VALENTINE. Go to, sir; tell me, do you know ... |
| 109166 | SPEED. She that your worship loves? |
| 109167 | VALENTINE. Why, how know you that I am in love? |
| 109168 | SPEED. Marry, by these special marks: first,... |
| 109169 | Sir Proteus, to wreath your arms like a ma... |
| 109170 | love-song, like a robin redbreast; to walk... |
| 109171 | had the pestilence; to sigh, like a school... |
| 109172 | A B C; to weep, like a young wench that ha... |
| 109173 | to fast, like one that takes diet; to watc... |
| 109174 | robbing; to speak puling, like a beggar at... |
| 109175 | wont, when you laughed, to crow like a coc... |
| 109176 | walk like one of the lions; when you faste... |
| 109177 | after dinner; when you look'd sadly, it wa... |
| 109178 | And now you are metamorphis'd with a mistr... |
| 109179 | on you, I can hardly think you my master. |
| 109180 | VALENTINE. Are all these things perceiv'd in... |
| 109181 | SPEED. They are all perceiv'd without ye. |
| 109182 | VALENTINE. Without me? They cannot. |
| 109183 | SPEED. Without you! Nay, that's certain; for... |
| 109184 | simple, none else would; but you are so wi... |
| 109185 | that these follies are within you, and shi... |
| 109186 | water in an urinal, that not an eye that s... |
| 109187 | physician to comment on your malady. |
| 109188 | VALENTINE. But tell me, dost thou know my la... |
| 109189 | SPEED. She that you gaze on so, as she sits ... |
| 109190 | VALENTINE. Hast thou observ'd that? Even she... |
| 109191 | SPEED. Why, sir, I know her not. |
| 109192 | VALENTINE. Dost thou know her by my gazing o... |
| 109193 | her not? |
| 109194 | SPEED. Is she not hard-favour'd, sir? |
| 109195 | VALENTINE. Not so fair, boy, as well-favour'd. |
| 109196 | SPEED. Sir, I know that well enough. |
| 109197 | VALENTINE. What dost thou know? |
| 109198 | SPEED. That she is not so fair as, of you, w... |
| 109199 | VALENTINE. I mean that her beauty is exquisi... |
| 109200 | infinite. |
| 109201 | SPEED. That's because the one is painted, an... |
| 109202 | count. |
| 109203 | VALENTINE. How painted? and how out of count? |
| 109204 | SPEED. Marry, sir, so painted, to make her f... |
| 109205 | of her beauty. |
| 109206 | VALENTINE. How esteem'st thou me? I account ... |
| 109207 | SPEED. You never saw her since she was defor... |
| 109208 | VALENTINE. How long hath she been deform'd? |
| 109209 | SPEED. Ever since you lov'd her. |
| 109210 | VALENTINE. I have lov'd her ever since I saw... |
| 109211 | I see her beautiful. |
| 109212 | SPEED. If you love her, you cannot see her. |
| 109213 | VALENTINE. Why? |
| 109214 | SPEED. Because Love is blind. O that you had... |
| 109215 | eyes had the lights they were wont to have... |
| 109216 | Proteus for going ungarter'd! |
| 109217 | VALENTINE. What should I see then? |
| 109218 | SPEED. Your own present folly and her passin... |
| 109219 | being in love, could not see to garter his... |
| 109220 | in love, cannot see to put on your hose. |
| 109221 | VALENTINE. Belike, boy, then you are in love... |
| 109222 | could not see to wipe my shoes. |
| 109223 | SPEED. True, sir; I was in love with my bed.... |
| 109224 | swing'd me for my love, which makes me the... |
| 109225 | for yours. |
| 109226 | VALENTINE. In conclusion, I stand affected t... |
| 109227 | SPEED. I would you were set, so your affecti... |
| 109228 | VALENTINE. Last night she enjoin'd me to wri... |
| 109229 | she loves. |
| 109230 | SPEED. And have you? |
| 109231 | VALENTINE. I have. |
| 109232 | SPEED. Are they not lamely writ? |
| 109233 | VALENTINE. No, boy, but as well as I can do ... |
| 109234 | Enter SILVIA |
| 109235 | Peace! here she comes. |
| 109236 | SPEED. [Aside] O excellent motion! O excee... |
| 109237 | Now will he interpret to her. |
| 109238 | VALENTINE. Madam and mistress, a thousand go... |
| 109239 | SPEED. [Aside] O, give ye good ev'n! |
| 109240 | Here's a million of manners. |
| 109241 | SILVIA. Sir Valentine and servant, to you tw... |
| 109242 | SPEED. [Aside] He should give her interest... |
| 109243 | VALENTINE. As you enjoin'd me, I have writ y... |
| 109244 | Unto the secret nameless friend of yours; |
| 109245 | Which I was much unwilling to proceed in, |
| 109246 | But for my duty to your ladyship. |
| 109247 | SILVIA. I thank you, gentle servant. 'Tis ve... |
| 109248 | VALENTINE. Now trust me, madam, it came hard... |
| 109249 | For, being ignorant to whom it goes, |
| 109250 | I writ at random, very doubtfully. |
| 109251 | SILVIA. Perchance you think too much of so m... |
| 109252 | VALENTINE. No, madam; so it stead you, I wil... |
| 109253 | Please you command, a thousand times as much; |
| 109254 | And yet- |
| 109255 | SILVIA. A pretty period! Well, I guess the s... |
| 109256 | And yet I will not name it- and yet I care... |
| 109257 | And yet take this again- and yet I thank you- |
| 109258 | Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more. |
| 109259 | SPEED. [Aside] And yet you will; and yet a... |
| 109260 | VALENTINE. What means your ladyship? Do you ... |
| 109261 | SILVIA. Yes, yes; the lines are very quaintl... |
| 109262 | But, since unwillingly, take them again. |
| 109263 | Nay, take them. [Give... |
| 109264 | VALENTINE. Madam, they are for you. |
| 109265 | SILVIA. Ay, ay, you writ them, sir, at my re... |
| 109266 | But I will none of them; they are for you: |
| 109267 | I would have had them writ more movingly. |
| 109268 | VALENTINE. Please you, I'll write your ladys... |
| 109269 | SILVIA. And when it's writ, for my sake read... |
| 109270 | And if it please you, so; if not, why, so. |
| 109271 | VALENTINE. If it please me, madam, what then? |
| 109272 | SILVIA. Why, if it please you, take it for y... |
| 109273 | And so good morrow, servant. ... |
| 109274 | SPEED. O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible, |
| 109275 | As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercoc... |
| 109276 | My master sues to her; and she hath taught... |
| 109277 | He being her pupil, to become her tutor. |
| 109278 | O excellent device! Was there ever heard a... |
| 109279 | That my master, being scribe, to himself s... |
| 109280 | VALENTINE. How now, sir! What are you reason... |
| 109281 | SPEED. Nay, I was rhyming: 'tis you that hav... |
| 109282 | VALENTINE. To do what? |
| 109283 | SPEED. To be a spokesman from Madam Silvia? |
| 109284 | VALENTINE. To whom? |
| 109285 | SPEED. To yourself; why, she woos you by a f... |
| 109286 | VALENTINE. What figure? |
| 109287 | SPEED. By a letter, I should say. |
| 109288 | VALENTINE. Why, she hath not writ to me. |
| 109289 | SPEED. What need she, when she hath made you... |
| 109290 | Why, do you not perceive the jest? |
| 109291 | VALENTINE. No, believe me. |
| 109292 | SPEED. No believing you indeed, sir. But did... |
| 109293 | earnest? |
| 109294 | VALENTINE. She gave me none except an angry ... |
| 109295 | SPEED. Why, she hath given you a letter. |
| 109296 | VALENTINE. That's the letter I writ to her f... |
| 109297 | SPEED. And that letter hath she deliver'd, a... |
| 109298 | VALENTINE. I would it were no worse. |
| 109299 | SPEED. I'll warrant you 'tis as well. |
| 109300 | 'For often have you writ to her; and she, ... |
| 109301 | Or else for want of idle time, could not a... |
| 109302 | Or fearing else some messenger that might ... |
| 109303 | Herself hath taught her love himself to wr... |
| 109304 | All this I speak in print, for in print I ... |
| 109305 | sir? 'Tis dinner time. |
| 109306 | VALENTINE. I have din'd. |
| 109307 | SPEED. Ay, but hearken, sir; though the cham... |
| 109308 | the air, I am one that am nourish'd by my ... |
| 109309 | fain have meat. O, be not like your mistre... |
| 109310 | ... |
| 109311 | SCENE II. |
| 109312 | Verona. JULIA'S house |
| 109313 | Enter PROTEUS and JULIA |
| 109314 | PROTEUS. Have patience, gentle Julia. |
| 109315 | JULIA. I must, where is no remedy. |
| 109316 | PROTEUS. When possibly I can, I will return. |
| 109317 | JULIA. If you turn not, you will return the ... |
| 109318 | Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake. |
| 109319 | ... |
| 109320 | PROTEUS. Why, then, we'll make exchange. Her... |
| 109321 | JULIA. And seal the bargain with a holy kiss. |
| 109322 | PROTEUS. Here is my hand for my true constancy; |
| 109323 | And when that hour o'erslips me in the day |
| 109324 | Wherein I sigh not, Julia, for thy sake, |
| 109325 | The next ensuing hour some foul mischance |
| 109326 | Torment me for my love's forgetfulness! |
| 109327 | My father stays my coming; answer not; |
| 109328 | The tide is now- nay, not thy tide of tears: |
| 109329 | That tide will stay me longer than I should. |
| 109330 | Julia, farewell! ... |
| 109331 | What, gone without a word? |
| 109332 | Ay, so true love should do: it cannot speak; |
| 109333 | For truth hath better deeds than words to ... |
| 109334 | Enter PANTHINO |
| 109335 | PANTHINO. Sir Proteus, you are stay'd for. |
| 109336 | PROTEUS. Go; I come, I come. |
| 109337 | Alas! this parting strikes poor lovers dum... |
| 109338 | SCENE III. |
| 109339 | Verona. A street |
| 109340 | Enter LAUNCE, leading a dog |
| 109341 | LAUNCE. Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have ... |
| 109342 | kind of the Launces have this very fault. ... |
| 109343 | proportion, like the Prodigious Son, and a... |
| 109344 | Proteus to the Imperial's court. I think C... |
| 109345 | sourest-natured dog that lives: my mother ... |
| 109346 | wailing, my sister crying, our maid howlin... |
| 109347 | hands, and all our house in a great perple... |
| 109348 | cruel-hearted cur shed one tear. He is a s... |
| 109349 | stone, and has no more pity in him than a ... |
| 109350 | wept to have seen our parting; why, my gra... |
| 109351 | look you, wept herself blind at my parting... |
| 109352 | the manner of it. This shoe is my father; ... |
| 109353 | my father; no, no, left shoe is my mother;... |
| 109354 | neither; yes, it is so, it is so, it hath ... |
| 109355 | shoe with the hole in it is my mother, and... |
| 109356 | vengeance on 't! There 'tis. Now, sir, thi... |
| 109357 | for, look you, she is as white as a lily a... |
| 109358 | this hat is Nan our maid; I am the dog; no... |
| 109359 | and I am the dog- O, the dog is me, and I ... |
| 109360 | Now come I to my father: 'Father, your ble... |
| 109361 | the shoe speak a word for weeping; now sho... |
| 109362 | well, he weeps on. Now come I to my mother... |
| 109363 | speak now like a wood woman! Well, I kiss ... |
| 109364 | here's my mother's breath up and down. Now... |
| 109365 | mark the moan she makes. Now the dog all t... |
| 109366 | tear, nor speaks a word; but see how I lay... |
| 109367 | tears. |
| 109368 | Enter PANTHINO |
| 109369 | PANTHINO. Launce, away, away, aboard! Thy ma... |
| 109370 | thou art to post after with oars. What's t... |
| 109371 | thou, man? Away, ass! You'll lose the tide... |
| 109372 | longer. |
| 109373 | LAUNCE. It is no matter if the tied were los... |
| 109374 | unkindest tied that ever any man tied. |
| 109375 | PANTHINO. What's the unkindest tide? |
| 109376 | LAUNCE. Why, he that's tied here, Crab, my dog. |
| 109377 | PANTHINO. Tut, man, I mean thou'lt lose the ... |
| 109378 | the flood, lose thy voyage, and, in losing... |
| 109379 | master, and, in losing thy master, lose th... |
| 109380 | losing thy service- Why dost thou stop my ... |
| 109381 | LAUNCE. For fear thou shouldst lose thy tongue. |
| 109382 | PANTHINO. Where should I lose my tongue? |
| 109383 | LAUNCE. In thy tale. |
| 109384 | PANTHINO. In thy tail! |
| 109385 | LAUNCE. Lose the tide, and the voyage, and t... |
| 109386 | service, and the tied! Why, man, if the ri... |
| 109387 | to fill it with my tears; if the wind were... |
| 109388 | the boat with my sighs. |
| 109389 | PANTHINO. Come, come away, man; I was sent t... |
| 109390 | LAUNCE. Sir, call me what thou dar'st. |
| 109391 | PANTHINO. Will thou go? |
| 109392 | LAUNCE. Well, I will go. ... |
| 109393 | SCENE IV. |
| 109394 | Milan. The DUKE'S palace |
| 109395 | Enter SILVIA, VALENTINE, THURIO, and SPEED |
| 109396 | SILVIA. Servant! |
| 109397 | VALENTINE. Mistress? |
| 109398 | SPEED. Master, Sir Thurio frowns on you. |
| 109399 | VALENTINE. Ay, boy, it's for love. |
| 109400 | SPEED. Not of you. |
| 109401 | VALENTINE. Of my mistress, then. |
| 109402 | SPEED. 'Twere good you knock'd him. ... |
| 109403 | SILVIA. Servant, you are sad. |
| 109404 | VALENTINE. Indeed, madam, I seem so. |
| 109405 | THURIO. Seem you that you are not? |
| 109406 | VALENTINE. Haply I do. |
| 109407 | THURIO. So do counterfeits. |
| 109408 | VALENTINE. So do you. |
| 109409 | THURIO. What seem I that I am not? |
| 109410 | VALENTINE. Wise. |
| 109411 | THURIO. What instance of the contrary? |
| 109412 | VALENTINE. Your folly. |
| 109413 | THURIO. And how quote you my folly? |
| 109414 | VALENTINE. I quote it in your jerkin. |
| 109415 | THURIO. My jerkin is a doublet. |
| 109416 | VALENTINE. Well, then, I'll double your folly. |
| 109417 | THURIO. How? |
| 109418 | SILVIA. What, angry, Sir Thurio! Do you chan... |
| 109419 | VALENTINE. Give him leave, madam; he is a ki... |
| 109420 | THURIO. That hath more mind to feed on your ... |
| 109421 | air. |
| 109422 | VALENTINE. You have said, sir. |
| 109423 | THURIO. Ay, sir, and done too, for this time. |
| 109424 | VALENTINE. I know it well, sir; you always e... |
| 109425 | SILVIA. A fine volley of words, gentlemen, a... |
| 109426 | VALENTINE. 'Tis indeed, madam; we thank the ... |
| 109427 | SILVIA. Who is that, servant? |
| 109428 | VALENTINE. Yourself, sweet lady; for you gav... |
| 109429 | borrows his wit from your ladyship's looks... |
| 109430 | borrows kindly in your company. |
| 109431 | THURIO. Sir, if you spend word for word with... |
| 109432 | wit bankrupt. |
| 109433 | VALENTINE. I know it well, sir; you have an ... |
| 109434 | and, I think, no other treasure to give yo... |
| 109435 | appears by their bare liveries that they l... |
| 109436 | Enter DUKE |
| 109437 | SILVIA. No more, gentlemen, no more. Here co... |
| 109438 | DUKE. Now, daughter Silvia, you are hard beset. |
| 109439 | Sir Valentine, your father is in good health. |
| 109440 | What say you to a letter from your friends |
| 109441 | Of much good news? |
| 109442 | VALENTINE. My lord, I will be thankful |
| 109443 | To any happy messenger from thence. |
| 109444 | DUKE. Know ye Don Antonio, your countryman? |
| 109445 | VALENTINE. Ay, my good lord, I know the gent... |
| 109446 | To be of worth and worthy estimation, |
| 109447 | And not without desert so well reputed. |
| 109448 | DUKE. Hath he not a son? |
| 109449 | VALENTINE. Ay, my good lord; a son that well... |
| 109450 | The honour and regard of such a father. |
| 109451 | DUKE. You know him well? |
| 109452 | VALENTINE. I knew him as myself; for from ou... |
| 109453 | We have convers'd and spent our hours toge... |
| 109454 | And though myself have been an idle truant, |
| 109455 | Omitting the sweet benefit of time |
| 109456 | To clothe mine age with angel-like perfect... |
| 109457 | Yet hath Sir Proteus, for that's his name, |
| 109458 | Made use and fair advantage of his days: |
| 109459 | His years but young, but his experience old; |
| 109460 | His head unmellowed, but his judgment ripe; |
| 109461 | And, in a word, for far behind his worth |
| 109462 | Comes all the praises that I now bestow, |
| 109463 | He is complete in feature and in mind, |
| 109464 | With all good grace to grace a gentleman. |
| 109465 | DUKE. Beshrew me, sir, but if he make this g... |
| 109466 | He is as worthy for an empress' love |
| 109467 | As meet to be an emperor's counsellor. |
| 109468 | Well, sir, this gentleman is come to me |
| 109469 | With commendation from great potentates, |
| 109470 | And here he means to spend his time awhile. |
| 109471 | I think 'tis no unwelcome news to you. |
| 109472 | VALENTINE. Should I have wish'd a thing, it ... |
| 109473 | DUKE. Welcome him, then, according to his wo... |
| 109474 | Silvia, I speak to you, and you, Sir Thurio; |
| 109475 | For Valentine, I need not cite him to it. |
| 109476 | I will send him hither to you presently. ... |
| 109477 | VALENTINE. This is the gentleman I told your... |
| 109478 | Had come along with me but that his mistresss |
| 109479 | Did hold his eyes lock'd in her crystal lo... |
| 109480 | SILVIA. Belike that now she hath enfranchis'... |
| 109481 | Upon some other pawn for fealty. |
| 109482 | VALENTINE. Nay, sure, I think she holds them... |
| 109483 | SILVIA. Nay, then, he should be blind; and, ... |
| 109484 | How could he see his way to seek out you? |
| 109485 | VALENTINE. Why, lady, Love hath twenty pair ... |
| 109486 | THURIO. They say that Love hath not an eye a... |
| 109487 | VALENTINE. To see such lovers, Thurio, as yo... |
| 109488 | Upon a homely object Love can wink. ... |
| 109489 | Enter PROTEUS |
| 109490 | SILVIA. Have done, have done; here comes the... |
| 109491 | VALENTINE. Welcome, dear Proteus! Mistress, ... |
| 109492 | Confirm his welcome with some special favour. |
| 109493 | SILVIA. His worth is warrant for his welcome... |
| 109494 | If this be he you oft have wish'd to hear ... |
| 109495 | VALENTINE. Mistress, it is; sweet lady, ente... |
| 109496 | To be my fellow-servant to your ladyship. |
| 109497 | SILVIA. Too low a mistress for so high a ser... |
| 109498 | PROTEUS. Not so, sweet lady; but too mean a ... |
| 109499 | To have a look of such a worthy mistress. |
| 109500 | VALENTINE. Leave off discourse of disability; |
| 109501 | Sweet lady, entertain him for your servant. |
| 109502 | PROTEUS. My duty will I boast of, nothing else. |
| 109503 | SILVIA. And duty never yet did want his meed. |
| 109504 | Servant, you are welcome to a worthless mi... |
| 109505 | PROTEUS. I'll die on him that says so but yo... |
| 109506 | SILVIA. That you are welcome? |
| 109507 | PROTEUS. That you are worthless. |
| 109508 | Re-enter THURIO |
| 109509 | THURIO. Madam, my lord your father would spe... |
| 109510 | SILVIA. I wait upon his pleasure. Come, Sir ... |
| 109511 | Go with me. Once more, new servant, welcome. |
| 109512 | I'll leave you to confer of home affairs; |
| 109513 | When you have done we look to hear from you. |
| 109514 | PROTEUS. We'll both attend upon your ladyship. |
| 109515 | Exeunt... |
| 109516 | VALENTINE. Now, tell me, how do all from whe... |
| 109517 | PROTEUS. Your friends are well, and have the... |
| 109518 | VALENTINE. And how do yours? |
| 109519 | PROTEUS. I left them all in health. |
| 109520 | VALENTINE. How does your lady, and how thriv... |
| 109521 | PROTEUS. My tales of love were wont to weary... |
| 109522 | I know you joy not in a love-discourse. |
| 109523 | VALENTINE. Ay, Proteus, but that life is alt... |
| 109524 | I have done penance for contemning Love, |
| 109525 | Whose high imperious thoughts have punish'... |
| 109526 | With bitter fasts, with penitential groans, |
| 109527 | With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore s... |
| 109528 | For, in revenge of my contempt of love, |
| 109529 | Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthralled ... |
| 109530 | And made them watchers of mine own heart's... |
| 109531 | O gentle Proteus, Love's a mighty lord, |
| 109532 | And hath so humbled me as I confess |
| 109533 | There is no woe to his correction, |
| 109534 | Nor to his service no such joy on earth. |
| 109535 | Now no discourse, except it be of love; |
| 109536 | Now can I break my fast, dine, sup, and sl... |
| 109537 | Upon the very naked name of love. |
| 109538 | PROTEUS. Enough; I read your fortune in your... |
| 109539 | Was this the idol that you worship so? |
| 109540 | VALENTINE. Even she; and is she not a heaven... |
| 109541 | PROTEUS. No; but she is an earthly paragon. |
| 109542 | VALENTINE. Call her divine. |
| 109543 | PROTEUS. I will not flatter her. |
| 109544 | VALENTINE. O, flatter me; for love delights ... |
| 109545 | PROTEUS. When I was sick you gave me bitter ... |
| 109546 | And I must minister the like to you. |
| 109547 | VALENTINE. Then speak the truth by her; if n... |
| 109548 | Yet let her be a principality, |
| 109549 | Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth. |
| 109550 | PROTEUS. Except my mistress. |
| 109551 | VALENTINE. Sweet, except not any; |
| 109552 | Except thou wilt except against my love. |
| 109553 | PROTEUS. Have I not reason to prefer mine own? |
| 109554 | VALENTINE. And I will help thee to prefer he... |
| 109555 | She shall be dignified with this high honour- |
| 109556 | To bear my lady's train, lest the base earth |
| 109557 | Should from her vesture chance to steal a ... |
| 109558 | And, of so great a favour growing proud, |
| 109559 | Disdain to root the summer-swelling flow'r |
| 109560 | And make rough winter everlastingly. |
| 109561 | PROTEUS. Why, Valentine, what braggardism is... |
| 109562 | VALENTINE. Pardon me, Proteus; all I can is ... |
| 109563 | To her, whose worth makes other worthies n... |
| 109564 | She is alone. |
| 109565 | PROTEUS. Then let her alone. |
| 109566 | VALENTINE. Not for the world! Why, man, she ... |
| 109567 | And I as rich in having such a jewel |
| 109568 | As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, |
| 109569 | The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold. |
| 109570 | Forgive me that I do not dream on thee, |
| 109571 | Because thou seest me dote upon my love. |
| 109572 | My foolish rival, that her father likes |
| 109573 | Only for his possessions are so huge, |
| 109574 | Is gone with her along; and I must after, |
| 109575 | For love, thou know'st, is full of jealousy. |
| 109576 | PROTEUS. But she loves you? |
| 109577 | VALENTINE. Ay, and we are betroth'd; nay mor... |
| 109578 | With all the cunning manner of our flight, |
| 109579 | Determin'd of- how I must climb her window, |
| 109580 | The ladder made of cords, and all the means |
| 109581 | Plotted and 'greed on for my happiness. |
| 109582 | Good Proteus, go with me to my chamber, |
| 109583 | In these affairs to aid me with thy counsel. |
| 109584 | PROTEUS. Go on before; I shall enquire you f... |
| 109585 | I must unto the road to disembark |
| 109586 | Some necessaries that I needs must use; |
| 109587 | And then I'll presently attend you. |
| 109588 | VALENTINE. Will you make haste? |
| 109589 | PROTEUS. I will. ... |
| 109590 | Even as one heat another heat expels |
| 109591 | Or as one nail by strength drives out anot... |
| 109592 | So the remembrance of my former love |
| 109593 | Is by a newer object quite forgotten. |
| 109594 | Is it my mind, or Valentinus' praise, |
| 109595 | Her true perfection, or my false transgres... |
| 109596 | That makes me reasonless to reason thus? |
| 109597 | She is fair; and so is Julia that I love- |
| 109598 | That I did love, for now my love is thaw'd; |
| 109599 | Which like a waxen image 'gainst a fire |
| 109600 | Bears no impression of the thing it was. |
| 109601 | Methinks my zeal to Valentine is cold, |
| 109602 | And that I love him not as I was wont. |
| 109603 | O! but I love his lady too too much, |
| 109604 | And that's the reason I love him so little. |
| 109605 | How shall I dote on her with more advice |
| 109606 | That thus without advice begin to love her! |
| 109607 | 'Tis but her picture I have yet beheld, |
| 109608 | And that hath dazzled my reason's light; |
| 109609 | But when I look on her perfections, |
| 109610 | There is no reason but I shall be blind. |
| 109611 | If I can check my erring love, I will; |
| 109612 | If not, to compass her I'll use my skill. ... |
| 109613 | SCENE V. |
| 109614 | Milan. A street |
| 109615 | Enter SPEED and LAUNCE severally |
| 109616 | SPEED. Launce! by mine honesty, welcome to P... |
| 109617 | LAUNCE. Forswear not thyself, sweet youth, f... |
| 109618 | reckon this always, that a man is never un... |
| 109619 | nor never welcome to a place till some cer... |
| 109620 | the hostess say 'Welcome!' |
| 109621 | SPEED. Come on, you madcap; I'll to the aleh... |
| 109622 | presently; where, for one shot of five pen... |
| 109623 | five thousand welcomes. But, sirrah, how d... |
| 109624 | Madam Julia? |
| 109625 | LAUNCE. Marry, after they clos'd in earnest,... |
| 109626 | fairly in jest. |
| 109627 | SPEED. But shall she marry him? |
| 109628 | LAUNCE. No. |
| 109629 | SPEED. How then? Shall he marry her? |
| 109630 | LAUNCE. No, neither. |
| 109631 | SPEED. What, are they broken? |
| 109632 | LAUNCE. No, they are both as whole as a fish. |
| 109633 | SPEED. Why then, how stands the matter with ... |
| 109634 | LAUNCE. Marry, thus: when it stands well wit... |
| 109635 | with her. |
| 109636 | SPEED. What an ass art thou! I understand th... |
| 109637 | LAUNCE. What a block art thou that thou cans... |
| 109638 | understands me. |
| 109639 | SPEED. What thou say'st? |
| 109640 | LAUNCE. Ay, and what I do too; look thee, I'... |
| 109641 | staff understands me. |
| 109642 | SPEED. It stands under thee, indeed. |
| 109643 | LAUNCE. Why, stand-under and under-stand is ... |
| 109644 | SPEED. But tell me true, will't be a match? |
| 109645 | LAUNCE. Ask my dog. If he say ay, it will; i... |
| 109646 | if he shake his tail and say nothing, it w... |
| 109647 | SPEED. The conclusion is, then, that it will. |
| 109648 | LAUNCE. Thou shalt never get such a secret f... |
| 109649 | parable. |
| 109650 | SPEED. 'Tis well that I get it so. But, Laun... |
| 109651 | that my master is become a notable lover? |
| 109652 | LAUNCE. I never knew him otherwise. |
| 109653 | SPEED. Than how? |
| 109654 | LAUNCE. A notable lubber, as thou reportest ... |
| 109655 | SPEED. Why, thou whoreson ass, thou mistak's... |
| 109656 | LAUNCE. Why, fool, I meant not thee, I meant... |
| 109657 | SPEED. I tell thee my master is become a hot... |
| 109658 | LAUNCE. Why, I tell thee I care not though h... |
| 109659 | If thou wilt, go with me to the alehouse; ... |
| 109660 | Hebrew, a Jew, and not worth the name of a... |
| 109661 | SPEED. Why? |
| 109662 | LAUNCE. Because thou hast not so much charit... |
| 109663 | the ale with a Christian. Wilt thou go? |
| 109664 | SPEED. At thy service. ... |
| 109665 | SCENE VI. |
| 109666 | Milan. The DUKE's palace |
| 109667 | Enter PROTEUS |
| 109668 | PROTEUS. To leave my Julia, shall I be forsw... |
| 109669 | To love fair Silvia, shall I be forsworn; |
| 109670 | To wrong my friend, I shall be much forsworn; |
| 109671 | And ev'n that pow'r which gave me first my... |
| 109672 | Provokes me to this threefold perjury: |
| 109673 | Love bade me swear, and Love bids me forsw... |
| 109674 | O sweet-suggesting Love, if thou hast sinn'd, |
| 109675 | Teach me, thy tempted subject, to excuse it! |
| 109676 | At first I did adore a twinkling star, |
| 109677 | But now I worship a celestial sun. |
| 109678 | Unheedful vows may heedfully be broken; |
| 109679 | And he wants wit that wants resolved will |
| 109680 | To learn his wit t' exchange the bad for b... |
| 109681 | Fie, fie, unreverend tongue, to call her bad |
| 109682 | Whose sovereignty so oft thou hast preferr'd |
| 109683 | With twenty thousand soul-confirming oaths! |
| 109684 | I cannot leave to love, and yet I do; |
| 109685 | But there I leave to love where I should l... |
| 109686 | Julia I lose, and Valentine I lose; |
| 109687 | If I keep them, I needs must lose myself; |
| 109688 | If I lose them, thus find I by their loss: |
| 109689 | For Valentine, myself; for Julia, Silvia. |
| 109690 | I to myself am dearer than a friend; |
| 109691 | For love is still most precious in itself; |
| 109692 | And Silvia- witness heaven, that made her ... |
| 109693 | Shows Julia but a swarthy Ethiope. |
| 109694 | I will forget that Julia is alive, |
| 109695 | Rememb'ring that my love to her is dead; |
| 109696 | And Valentine I'll hold an enemy, |
| 109697 | Aiming at Silvia as a sweeter friend. |
| 109698 | I cannot now prove constant to myself |
| 109699 | Without some treachery us'd to Valentine. |
| 109700 | This night he meaneth with a corded ladder |
| 109701 | To climb celestial Silvia's chamber window, |
| 109702 | Myself in counsel, his competitor. |
| 109703 | Now presently I'll give her father notice |
| 109704 | Of their disguising and pretended flight, |
| 109705 | Who, all enrag'd, will banish Valentine, |
| 109706 | For Thurio, he intends, shall wed his daug... |
| 109707 | But, Valentine being gone, I'll quickly cross |
| 109708 | By some sly trick blunt Thurio's dull proc... |
| 109709 | Love, lend me wings to make my purpose swift, |
| 109710 | As thou hast lent me wit to plot this drif... |
| 109711 | SCENE VII. |
| 109712 | Verona. JULIA'S house |
| 109713 | Enter JULIA and LUCETTA |
| 109714 | JULIA. Counsel, Lucetta; gentle girl, assist... |
| 109715 | And, ev'n in kind love, I do conjure thee, |
| 109716 | Who art the table wherein all my thoughts |
| 109717 | Are visibly character'd and engrav'd, |
| 109718 | To lesson me and tell me some good mean |
| 109719 | How, with my honour, I may undertake |
| 109720 | A journey to my loving Proteus. |
| 109721 | LUCETTA. Alas, the way is wearisome and long! |
| 109722 | JULIA. A true-devoted pilgrim is not weary |
| 109723 | To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps; |
| 109724 | Much less shall she that hath Love's wings... |
| 109725 | And when the flight is made to one so dear, |
| 109726 | Of such divine perfection, as Sir Proteus. |
| 109727 | LUCETTA. Better forbear till Proteus make re... |
| 109728 | JULIA. O, know'st thou not his looks are my ... |
| 109729 | Pity the dearth that I have pined in |
| 109730 | By longing for that food so long a time. |
| 109731 | Didst thou but know the inly touch of love. |
| 109732 | Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow |
| 109733 | As seek to quench the fire of love with wo... |
| 109734 | LUCETTA. I do not seek to quench your love's... |
| 109735 | But qualify the fire's extreme rage, |
| 109736 | Lest it should burn above the bounds of re... |
| 109737 | JULIA. The more thou dam'st it up, the more ... |
| 109738 | The current that with gentle murmur glides, |
| 109739 | Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently d... |
| 109740 | But when his fair course is not hindered, |
| 109741 | He makes sweet music with th' enamell'd st... |
| 109742 | Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge |
| 109743 | He overtaketh in his pilgrimage; |
| 109744 | And so by many winding nooks he strays, |
| 109745 | With willing sport, to the wild ocean. |
| 109746 | Then let me go, and hinder not my course. |
| 109747 | I'll be as patient as a gentle stream, |
| 109748 | And make a pastime of each weary step, |
| 109749 | Till the last step have brought me to my l... |
| 109750 | And there I'll rest as, after much turmoil, |
| 109751 | A blessed soul doth in Elysium. |
| 109752 | LUCETTA. But in what habit will you go along? |
| 109753 | JULIA. Not like a woman, for I would prevent |
| 109754 | The loose encounters of lascivious men; |
| 109755 | Gentle Lucetta, fit me with such weeds |
| 109756 | As may beseem some well-reputed page. |
| 109757 | LUCETTA. Why then, your ladyship must cut yo... |
| 109758 | JULIA. No, girl; I'll knit it up in silken s... |
| 109759 | With twenty odd-conceited true-love knots- |
| 109760 | To be fantastic may become a youth |
| 109761 | Of greater time than I shall show to be. |
| 109762 | LUCETTA. What fashion, madam, shall I make y... |
| 109763 | JULIA. That fits as well as 'Tell me, good m... |
| 109764 | What compass will you wear your farthingale.' |
| 109765 | Why ev'n what fashion thou best likes, Luc... |
| 109766 | LUCETTA. You must needs have them with a cod... |
| 109767 | JULIA. Out, out, Lucetta, that will be ill-f... |
| 109768 | LUCETTA. A round hose, madam, now's not wort... |
| 109769 | Unless you have a codpiece to stick pins on. |
| 109770 | JULIA. Lucetta, as thou lov'st me, let me ha... |
| 109771 | What thou think'st meet, and is most manne... |
| 109772 | But tell me, wench, how will the world rep... |
| 109773 | For undertaking so unstaid a journey? |
| 109774 | I fear me it will make me scandaliz'd. |
| 109775 | LUCETTA. If you think so, then stay at home ... |
| 109776 | JULIA. Nay, that I will not. |
| 109777 | LUCETTA. Then never dream on infamy, but go. |
| 109778 | If Proteus like your journey when you come, |
| 109779 | No matter who's displeas'd when you are gone. |
| 109780 | I fear me he will scarce be pleas'd withal. |
| 109781 | JULIA. That is the least, Lucetta, of my fear: |
| 109782 | A thousand oaths, an ocean of his tears, |
| 109783 | And instances of infinite of love, |
| 109784 | Warrant me welcome to my Proteus. |
| 109785 | LUCETTA. All these are servants to deceitful... |
| 109786 | JULIA. Base men that use them to so base eff... |
| 109787 | But truer stars did govern Proteus' birth; |
| 109788 | His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles, |
| 109789 | His love sincere, his thoughts immaculate, |
| 109790 | His tears pure messengers sent from his he... |
| 109791 | His heart as far from fraud as heaven from... |
| 109792 | LUCETTA. Pray heav'n he prove so when you co... |
| 109793 | JULIA. Now, as thou lov'st me, do him not th... |
| 109794 | To bear a hard opinion of his truth; |
| 109795 | Only deserve my love by loving him. |
| 109796 | And presently go with me to my chamber, |
| 109797 | To take a note of what I stand in need of |
| 109798 | To furnish me upon my longing journey. |
| 109799 | All that is mine I leave at thy dispose, |
| 109800 | My goods, my lands, my reputation; |
| 109801 | Only, in lieu thereof, dispatch me hence. |
| 109802 | Come, answer not, but to it presently; |
| 109803 | I am impatient of my tarriance. ... |
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| 109812 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 109813 | Milan. The DUKE'S palace |
| 109814 | Enter DUKE, THURIO, and PROTEUS |
| 109815 | DUKE. Sir Thurio, give us leave, I pray, awh... |
| 109816 | We have some secrets to confer about. ... |
| 109817 | Now tell me, Proteus, what's your will wit... |
| 109818 | PROTEUS. My gracious lord, that which I woul... |
| 109819 | The law of friendship bids me to conceal; |
| 109820 | But, when I call to mind your gracious fav... |
| 109821 | Done to me, undeserving as I am, |
| 109822 | My duty pricks me on to utter that |
| 109823 | Which else no worldly good should draw fro... |
| 109824 | Know, worthy prince, Sir Valentine, my fri... |
| 109825 | This night intends to steal away your daug... |
| 109826 | Myself am one made privy to the plot. |
| 109827 | I know you have determin'd to bestow her |
| 109828 | On Thurio, whom your gentle daughter hates; |
| 109829 | And should she thus be stol'n away from you, |
| 109830 | It would be much vexation to your age. |
| 109831 | Thus, for my duty's sake, I rather chose |
| 109832 | To cross my friend in his intended drift |
| 109833 | Than, by concealing it, heap on your head |
| 109834 | A pack of sorrows which would press you down, |
| 109835 | Being unprevented, to your timeless grave. |
| 109836 | DUKE. Proteus, I thank thee for thine honest... |
| 109837 | Which to requite, command me while I live. |
| 109838 | This love of theirs myself have often seen, |
| 109839 | Haply when they have judg'd me fast asleep, |
| 109840 | And oftentimes have purpos'd to forbid |
| 109841 | Sir Valentine her company and my court; |
| 109842 | But, fearing lest my jealous aim might err |
| 109843 | And so, unworthily, disgrace the man, |
| 109844 | A rashness that I ever yet have shunn'd, |
| 109845 | I gave him gentle looks, thereby to find |
| 109846 | That which thyself hast now disclos'd to me. |
| 109847 | And, that thou mayst perceive my fear of t... |
| 109848 | Knowing that tender youth is soon suggested, |
| 109849 | I nightly lodge her in an upper tow'r, |
| 109850 | The key whereof myself have ever kept; |
| 109851 | And thence she cannot be convey'd away. |
| 109852 | PROTEUS. Know, noble lord, they have devis'd... |
| 109853 | How he her chamber window will ascend |
| 109854 | And with a corded ladder fetch her down; |
| 109855 | For which the youthful lover now is gone, |
| 109856 | And this way comes he with it presently; |
| 109857 | Where, if it please you, you may intercept... |
| 109858 | But, good my lord, do it so cunningly |
| 109859 | That my discovery be not aimed at; |
| 109860 | For love of you, not hate unto my friend, |
| 109861 | Hath made me publisher of this pretence. |
| 109862 | DUKE. Upon mine honour, he shall never know |
| 109863 | That I had any light from thee of this. |
| 109864 | PROTEUS. Adieu, my lord; Sir Valentine is co... |
| 109865 | Enter VALENTINE |
| 109866 | DUKE. Sir Valentine, whither away so fast? |
| 109867 | VALENTINE. Please it your Grace, there is a ... |
| 109868 | That stays to bear my letters to my friends, |
| 109869 | And I am going to deliver them. |
| 109870 | DUKE. Be they of much import? |
| 109871 | VALENTINE. The tenour of them doth but signify |
| 109872 | My health and happy being at your court. |
| 109873 | DUKE. Nay then, no matter; stay with me awhile; |
| 109874 | I am to break with thee of some affairs |
| 109875 | That touch me near, wherein thou must be s... |
| 109876 | 'Tis not unknown to thee that I have sought |
| 109877 | To match my friend Sir Thurio to my daughter. |
| 109878 | VALENTINE. I know it well, my lord; and, sur... |
| 109879 | Were rich and honourable; besides, the gen... |
| 109880 | Is full of virtue, bounty, worth, and qual... |
| 109881 | Beseeming such a wife as your fair daughter. |
| 109882 | Cannot your grace win her to fancy him? |
| 109883 | DUKE. No, trust me; she is peevish, sullen, ... |
| 109884 | Proud, disobedient, stubborn, lacking duty; |
| 109885 | Neither regarding that she is my child |
| 109886 | Nor fearing me as if I were her father; |
| 109887 | And, may I say to thee, this pride of hers, |
| 109888 | Upon advice, hath drawn my love from her; |
| 109889 | And, where I thought the remnant of mine a... |
| 109890 | Should have been cherish'd by her childlik... |
| 109891 | I now am full resolv'd to take a wife |
| 109892 | And turn her out to who will take her in. |
| 109893 | Then let her beauty be her wedding-dow'r; |
| 109894 | For me and my possessions she esteems not. |
| 109895 | VALENTINE. What would your Grace have me to ... |
| 109896 | DUKE. There is a lady, in Verona here, |
| 109897 | Whom I affect; but she is nice, and coy, |
| 109898 | And nought esteems my aged eloquence. |
| 109899 | Now, therefore, would I have thee to my tu... |
| 109900 | For long agone I have forgot to court; |
| 109901 | Besides, the fashion of the time is chang'd- |
| 109902 | How and which way I may bestow myself |
| 109903 | To be regarded in her sun-bright eye. |
| 109904 | VALENTINE. Win her with gifts, if she respec... |
| 109905 | Dumb jewels often in their silent kind |
| 109906 | More than quick words do move a woman's mind. |
| 109907 | DUKE. But she did scorn a present that I sen... |
| 109908 | VALENTINE. A woman sometime scorns what best... |
| 109909 | Send her another; never give her o'er, |
| 109910 | For scorn at first makes after-love the more. |
| 109911 | If she do frown, 'tis not in hate of you, |
| 109912 | But rather to beget more love in you; |
| 109913 | If she do chide, 'tis not to have you gone, |
| 109914 | For why, the fools are mad if left alone. |
| 109915 | Take no repulse, whatever she doth say; |
| 109916 | For 'Get you gone' she doth not mean 'Away!' |
| 109917 | Flatter and praise, commend, extol their g... |
| 109918 | Though ne'er so black, say they have angel... |
| 109919 | That man that hath a tongue, I say, is no ... |
| 109920 | If with his tongue he cannot win a woman. |
| 109921 | DUKE. But she I mean is promis'd by her friends |
| 109922 | Unto a youthful gentleman of worth; |
| 109923 | And kept severely from resort of men, |
| 109924 | That no man hath access by day to her. |
| 109925 | VALENTINE. Why then I would resort to her by... |
| 109926 | DUKE. Ay, but the doors be lock'd and keys k... |
| 109927 | That no man hath recourse to her by night. |
| 109928 | VALENTINE. What lets but one may enter at he... |
| 109929 | DUKE. Her chamber is aloft, far from the gro... |
| 109930 | And built so shelving that one cannot clim... |
| 109931 | Without apparent hazard of his life. |
| 109932 | VALENTINE. Why then a ladder, quaintly made ... |
| 109933 | To cast up with a pair of anchoring hooks, |
| 109934 | Would serve to scale another Hero's tow'r, |
| 109935 | So bold Leander would adventure it. |
| 109936 | DUKE. Now, as thou art a gentleman of blood, |
| 109937 | Advise me where I may have such a ladder. |
| 109938 | VALENTINE. When would you use it? Pray, sir,... |
| 109939 | DUKE. This very night; for Love is like a ch... |
| 109940 | That longs for everything that he can come... |
| 109941 | VALENTINE. By seven o'clock I'll get you suc... |
| 109942 | DUKE. But, hark thee; I will go to her alone; |
| 109943 | How shall I best convey the ladder thither? |
| 109944 | VALENTINE. It will be light, my lord, that y... |
| 109945 | Under a cloak that is of any length. |
| 109946 | DUKE. A cloak as long as thine will serve th... |
| 109947 | VALENTINE. Ay, my good lord. |
| 109948 | DUKE. Then let me see thy cloak. |
| 109949 | I'll get me one of such another length. |
| 109950 | VALENTINE. Why, any cloak will serve the tur... |
| 109951 | DUKE. How shall I fashion me to wear a cloak? |
| 109952 | I pray thee, let me feel thy cloak upon me. |
| 109953 | What letter is this same? What's here? 'To... |
| 109954 | And here an engine fit for my proceeding! |
| 109955 | I'll be so bold to break the seal for once... |
| 109956 | 'My thoughts do harbour with my Silvia n... |
| 109957 | And slaves they are to me, that send t... |
| 109958 | O, could their master come and go as lig... |
| 109959 | Himself would lodge where, senseless, ... |
| 109960 | My herald thoughts in thy pure bosom res... |
| 109961 | While I, their king, that thither them... |
| 109962 | Do curse the grace that with such grace ... |
| 109963 | Because myself do want my servants' fo... |
| 109964 | I curse myself, for they are sent by me, |
| 109965 | That they should harbour where their l... |
| 109966 | What's here? |
| 109967 | 'Silvia, this night I will enfranchise t... |
| 109968 | 'Tis so; and here's the ladder for the pur... |
| 109969 | Why, Phaethon- for thou art Merops' son- |
| 109970 | Wilt thou aspire to guide the heavenly car, |
| 109971 | And with thy daring folly burn the world? |
| 109972 | Wilt thou reach stars because they shine o... |
| 109973 | Go, base intruder, over-weening slave, |
| 109974 | Bestow thy fawning smiles on equal mates; |
| 109975 | And think my patience, more than thy desert, |
| 109976 | Is privilege for thy departure hence. |
| 109977 | Thank me for this more than for all the fa... |
| 109978 | Which, all too much, I have bestow'd on thee. |
| 109979 | But if thou linger in my territories |
| 109980 | Longer than swiftest expedition |
| 109981 | Will give thee time to leave our royal court, |
| 109982 | By heaven! my wrath shall far exceed the love |
| 109983 | I ever bore my daughter or thyself. |
| 109984 | Be gone; I will not hear thy vain excuse, |
| 109985 | But, as thou lov'st thy life, make speed f... |
| 109986 | VALENTINE. And why not death rather than liv... |
| 109987 | To die is to be banish'd from myself, |
| 109988 | And Silvia is myself; banish'd from her |
| 109989 | Is self from self, a deadly banishment. |
| 109990 | What light is light, if Silvia be not seen? |
| 109991 | What joy is joy, if Silvia be not by? |
| 109992 | Unless it be to think that she is by, |
| 109993 | And feed upon the shadow of perfection. |
| 109994 | Except I be by Silvia in the night, |
| 109995 | There is no music in the nightingale; |
| 109996 | Unless I look on Silvia in the day, |
| 109997 | There is no day for me to look upon. |
| 109998 | She is my essence, and I leave to be |
| 109999 | If I be not by her fair influence |
| 110000 | Foster'd, illumin'd, cherish'd, kept alive. |
| 110001 | I fly not death, to fly his deadly doom: |
| 110002 | Tarry I here, I but attend on death; |
| 110003 | But fly I hence, I fly away from life. |
| 110004 | Enter PROTEUS and LAUNCE |
| 110005 | PROTEUS. Run, boy, run, run, seek him out. |
| 110006 | LAUNCE. So-ho, so-ho! |
| 110007 | PROTEUS. What seest thou? |
| 110008 | LAUNCE. Him we go to find: there's not a hai... |
| 110009 | Valentine. |
| 110010 | PROTEUS. Valentine? |
| 110011 | VALENTINE. No. |
| 110012 | PROTEUS. Who then? his spirit? |
| 110013 | VALENTINE. Neither. |
| 110014 | PROTEUS. What then? |
| 110015 | VALENTINE. Nothing. |
| 110016 | LAUNCE. Can nothing speak? Master, shall I s... |
| 110017 | PROTEUS. Who wouldst thou strike? |
| 110018 | LAUNCE. Nothing. |
| 110019 | PROTEUS. Villain, forbear. |
| 110020 | LAUNCE. Why, sir, I'll strike nothing. I pra... |
| 110021 | PROTEUS. Sirrah, I say, forbear. Friend Vale... |
| 110022 | VALENTINE. My ears are stopp'd and cannot he... |
| 110023 | So much of bad already hath possess'd them. |
| 110024 | PROTEUS. Then in dumb silence will I bury mine, |
| 110025 | For they are harsh, untuneable, and bad. |
| 110026 | VALENTINE. Is Silvia dead? |
| 110027 | PROTEUS. No, Valentine. |
| 110028 | VALENTINE. No Valentine, indeed, for sacred ... |
| 110029 | Hath she forsworn me? |
| 110030 | PROTEUS. No, Valentine. |
| 110031 | VALENTINE. No Valentine, if Silvia have fors... |
| 110032 | What is your news? |
| 110033 | LAUNCE. Sir, there is a proclamation that yo... |
| 110034 | PROTEUS. That thou art banished- O, that's t... |
| 110035 | From hence, from Silvia, and from me thy f... |
| 110036 | VALENTINE. O, I have fed upon this woe already, |
| 110037 | And now excess of it will make me surfeit. |
| 110038 | Doth Silvia know that I am banished? |
| 110039 | PROTEUS. Ay, ay; and she hath offered to the... |
| 110040 | Which, unrevers'd, stands in effectual force- |
| 110041 | A sea of melting pearl, which some call te... |
| 110042 | Those at her father's churlish feet she te... |
| 110043 | With them, upon her knees, her humble self, |
| 110044 | Wringing her hands, whose whiteness so bec... |
| 110045 | As if but now they waxed pale for woe. |
| 110046 | But neither bended knees, pure hands held up, |
| 110047 | Sad sighs, deep groans, nor silver-sheddin... |
| 110048 | Could penetrate her uncompassionate sire- |
| 110049 | But Valentine, if he be ta'en, must die. |
| 110050 | Besides, her intercession chaf'd him so, |
| 110051 | When she for thy repeal was suppliant, |
| 110052 | That to close prison he commanded her, |
| 110053 | With many bitter threats of biding there. |
| 110054 | VALENTINE. No more; unless the next word tha... |
| 110055 | Have some malignant power upon my life: |
| 110056 | If so, I pray thee breathe it in mine ear, |
| 110057 | As ending anthem of my endless dolour. |
| 110058 | PROTEUS. Cease to lament for that thou canst... |
| 110059 | And study help for that which thou lament'st. |
| 110060 | Time is the nurse and breeder of all good. |
| 110061 | Here if thou stay thou canst not see thy l... |
| 110062 | Besides, thy staying will abridge thy life. |
| 110063 | Hope is a lover's staff; walk hence with t... |
| 110064 | And manage it against despairing thoughts. |
| 110065 | Thy letters may be here, though thou art h... |
| 110066 | Which, being writ to me, shall be deliver'd |
| 110067 | Even in the milk-white bosom of thy love. |
| 110068 | The time now serves not to expostulate. |
| 110069 | Come, I'll convey thee through the city gate; |
| 110070 | And, ere I part with thee, confer at large |
| 110071 | Of all that may concern thy love affairs. |
| 110072 | As thou lov'st Silvia, though not for thys... |
| 110073 | Regard thy danger, and along with me. |
| 110074 | VALENTINE. I pray thee, Launce, an if thou s... |
| 110075 | Bid him make haste and meet me at the Nort... |
| 110076 | PROTEUS. Go, sirrah, find him out. Come, Val... |
| 110077 | VALENTINE. O my dear Silvia! Hapless Valentine! |
| 110078 | Exeunt VAL... |
| 110079 | LAUNCE. I am but a fool, look you, and yet I... |
| 110080 | my master is a kind of a knave; but that's... |
| 110081 | one knave. He lives not now that knows me ... |
| 110082 | in love; but a team of horse shall not plu... |
| 110083 | who 'tis I love; and yet 'tis a woman; but... |
| 110084 | tell myself; and yet 'tis a milkmaid; yet ... |
| 110085 | she hath had gossips; yet 'tis a maid, for... |
| 110086 | maid and serves for wages. She hath more q... |
| 110087 | water-spaniel- which is much in a bare Chr... |
| 110088 | cate-log [Pulling out a paper] of her co... |
| 110089 | can fetch and carry.' Why, a horse can do ... |
| 110090 | cannot fetch, but only carry; therefore is... |
| 110091 | jade. 'Item: She can milk.' Look you, a sw... |
| 110092 | with clean hands. |
| 110093 | Enter SPEED |
| 110094 | SPEED. How now, Signior Launce! What news wi... |
| 110095 | LAUNCE. With my master's ship? Why, it is at... |
| 110096 | SPEED. Well, your old vice still: mistake th... |
| 110097 | then, in your paper? |
| 110098 | LAUNCE. The black'st news that ever thou hea... |
| 110099 | SPEED. Why, man? how black? |
| 110100 | LAUNCE. Why, as black as ink. |
| 110101 | SPEED. Let me read them. |
| 110102 | LAUNCE. Fie on thee, jolt-head; thou canst n... |
| 110103 | SPEED. Thou liest; I can. |
| 110104 | LAUNCE. I will try thee. Tell me this: Who b... |
| 110105 | SPEED. Marry, the son of my grandfather. |
| 110106 | LAUNCE. O illiterate loiterer. It was the so... |
| 110107 | This proves that thou canst not read. |
| 110108 | SPEED. Come, fool, come; try me in thy paper. |
| 110109 | LAUNCE. [Handing over the paper] There; an... |
| 110110 | speed. |
| 110111 | SPEED. [Reads] 'Inprimis: She can milk.' |
| 110112 | LAUNCE. Ay, that she can. |
| 110113 | SPEED. 'Item: She brews good ale.' |
| 110114 | LAUNCE. And thereof comes the proverb: Bless... |
| 110115 | brew good ale. |
| 110116 | SPEED. 'Item: She can sew.' |
| 110117 | LAUNCE. That's as much as to say 'Can she so?' |
| 110118 | SPEED. 'Item: She can knit.' |
| 110119 | LAUNCE. What need a man care for a stock wit... |
| 110120 | knit him a stock. |
| 110121 | SPEED. 'Item: She can wash and scour.' |
| 110122 | LAUNCE. A special virtue; for then she need ... |
| 110123 | scour'd. |
| 110124 | SPEED. 'Item: She can spin.' |
| 110125 | LAUNCE. Then may I set the world on wheels, ... |
| 110126 | her living. |
| 110127 | SPEED. 'Item: She hath many nameless virtues.' |
| 110128 | LAUNCE. That's as much as to say 'bastard vi... |
| 110129 | know not their fathers, and therefore have... |
| 110130 | SPEED. 'Here follow her vices.' |
| 110131 | LAUNCE. Close at the heels of her virtues. |
| 110132 | SPEED. 'Item: She is not to be kiss'd fastin... |
| 110133 | breath.' |
| 110134 | LAUNCE. Well, that fault may be mended with ... |
| 110135 | Read on. |
| 110136 | SPEED. 'Item: She hath a sweet mouth.' |
| 110137 | LAUNCE. That makes amends for her sour breath. |
| 110138 | SPEED. 'Item: She doth talk in her sleep.' |
| 110139 | LAUNCE. It's no matter for that, so she slee... |
| 110140 | SPEED. 'Item: She is slow in words.' |
| 110141 | LAUNCE. O villain, that set this down among ... |
| 110142 | in words is a woman's only virtue. I pray ... |
| 110143 | place it for her chief virtue. |
| 110144 | SPEED. 'Item: She is proud.' |
| 110145 | LAUNCE. Out with that too; it was Eve's lega... |
| 110146 | from her. |
| 110147 | SPEED. 'Item: She hath no teeth.' |
| 110148 | LAUNCE. I care not for that neither, because... |
| 110149 | SPEED. 'Item: She is curst.' |
| 110150 | LAUNCE. Well, the best is, she hath no teeth... |
| 110151 | SPEED. 'Item: She will often praise her liqu... |
| 110152 | LAUNCE. If her liquor be good, she shall; if... |
| 110153 | for good things should be praised. |
| 110154 | SPEED. 'Item: She is too liberal.' |
| 110155 | LAUNCE. Of her tongue she cannot, for that's... |
| 110156 | of; of her purse she shall not, for that I... |
| 110157 | another thing she may, and that cannot I h... |
| 110158 | SPEED. 'Item: She hath more hair than wit, a... |
| 110159 | than hairs, and more wealth than faults.' |
| 110160 | LAUNCE. Stop there; I'll have her; she was m... |
| 110161 | twice or thrice in that last article. Rehe... |
| 110162 | SPEED. 'Item: She hath more hair than wit'- |
| 110163 | LAUNCE. More hair than wit. It may be; I'll ... |
| 110164 | the salt hides the salt, and therefore it ... |
| 110165 | the hair that covers the wit is more than ... |
| 110166 | greater hides the less. What's next? |
| 110167 | SPEED. 'And more faults than hairs'- |
| 110168 | LAUNCE. That's monstrous. O that that were out! |
| 110169 | SPEED. 'And more wealth than faults.' |
| 110170 | LAUNCE. Why, that word makes the faults grac... |
| 110171 | her; an if it be a match, as nothing is im... |
| 110172 | SPEED. What then? |
| 110173 | LAUNCE. Why, then will I tell thee- that thy... |
| 110174 | at the Northgate. |
| 110175 | SPEED. For me? |
| 110176 | LAUNCE. For thee! ay, who art thou? He hath ... |
| 110177 | than thee. |
| 110178 | SPEED. And must I go to him? |
| 110179 | LAUNCE. Thou must run to him, for thou hast ... |
| 110180 | going will scarce serve the turn. |
| 110181 | SPEED. Why didst not tell me sooner? Pox of ... |
| 110182 | Exit |
| 110183 | LAUNCE. Now will he be swing'd for reading m... |
| 110184 | slave that will thrust himself into secret... |
| 110185 | rejoice in the boy's correction. ... |
| 110186 | SCENE II. |
| 110187 | Milan. The DUKE'S palace |
| 110188 | Enter DUKE and THURIO |
| 110189 | DUKE. Sir Thurio, fear not but that she will... |
| 110190 | Now Valentine is banish'd from her sight. |
| 110191 | THURIO. Since his exile she hath despis'd me... |
| 110192 | Forsworn my company and rail'd at me, |
| 110193 | That I am desperate of obtaining her. |
| 110194 | DUKE. This weak impress of love is as a figure |
| 110195 | Trenched in ice, which with an hour's heat |
| 110196 | Dissolves to water and doth lose his form. |
| 110197 | A little time will melt her frozen thoughts, |
| 110198 | And worthless Valentine shall be forgot. |
| 110199 | Enter PROTEUS |
| 110200 | How now, Sir Proteus! Is your countryman, |
| 110201 | According to our proclamation, gone? |
| 110202 | PROTEUS. Gone, my good lord. |
| 110203 | DUKE. My daughter takes his going grievously. |
| 110204 | PROTEUS. A little time, my lord, will kill t... |
| 110205 | DUKE. So I believe; but Thurio thinks not so. |
| 110206 | Proteus, the good conceit I hold of thee- |
| 110207 | For thou hast shown some sign of good desert- |
| 110208 | Makes me the better to confer with thee. |
| 110209 | PROTEUS. Longer than I prove loyal to your G... |
| 110210 | Let me not live to look upon your Grace. |
| 110211 | DUKE. Thou know'st how willingly I would effect |
| 110212 | The match between Sir Thurio and my daughter. |
| 110213 | PROTEUS. I do, my lord. |
| 110214 | DUKE. And also, I think, thou art not ignorant |
| 110215 | How she opposes her against my will. |
| 110216 | PROTEUS. She did, my lord, when Valentine wa... |
| 110217 | DUKE. Ay, and perversely she persevers so. |
| 110218 | What might we do to make the girl forget |
| 110219 | The love of Valentine, and love Sir Thurio? |
| 110220 | PROTEUS. The best way is to slander Valentine |
| 110221 | With falsehood, cowardice, and poor descent- |
| 110222 | Three things that women highly hold in hate. |
| 110223 | DUKE. Ay, but she'll think that it is spoke ... |
| 110224 | PROTEUS. Ay, if his enemy deliver it; |
| 110225 | Therefore it must with circumstance be spoken |
| 110226 | By one whom she esteemeth as his friend. |
| 110227 | DUKE. Then you must undertake to slander him. |
| 110228 | PROTEUS. And that, my lord, I shall be loath... |
| 110229 | 'Tis an ill office for a gentleman, |
| 110230 | Especially against his very friend. |
| 110231 | DUKE. Where your good word cannot advantage ... |
| 110232 | Your slander never can endamage him; |
| 110233 | Therefore the office is indifferent, |
| 110234 | Being entreated to it by your friend. |
| 110235 | PROTEUS. You have prevail'd, my lord; if I c... |
| 110236 | By aught that I can speak in his dispraise, |
| 110237 | She shall not long continue love to him. |
| 110238 | But say this weed her love from Valentine, |
| 110239 | It follows not that she will love Sir Thurio. |
| 110240 | THURIO. Therefore, as you unwind her love fr... |
| 110241 | Lest it should ravel and be good to none, |
| 110242 | You must provide to bottom it on me; |
| 110243 | Which must be done by praising me as much |
| 110244 | As you in worth dispraise Sir Valentine. |
| 110245 | DUKE. And, Proteus, we dare trust you in thi... |
| 110246 | Because we know, on Valentine's report, |
| 110247 | You are already Love's firm votary |
| 110248 | And cannot soon revolt and change your mind. |
| 110249 | Upon this warrant shall you have access |
| 110250 | Where you with Silvia may confer at large- |
| 110251 | For she is lumpish, heavy, melancholy, |
| 110252 | And, for your friend's sake, will be glad ... |
| 110253 | Where you may temper her by your persuasion |
| 110254 | To hate young Valentine and love my friend. |
| 110255 | PROTEUS. As much as I can do I will effect. |
| 110256 | But you, Sir Thurio, are not sharp enough; |
| 110257 | You must lay lime to tangle her desires |
| 110258 | By wailful sonnets, whose composed rhymes |
| 110259 | Should be full-fraught with serviceable vows. |
| 110260 | DUKE. Ay, |
| 110261 | Much is the force of heaven-bred poesy. |
| 110262 | PROTEUS. Say that upon the altar of her beauty |
| 110263 | You sacrifice your tears, your sighs, your... |
| 110264 | Write till your ink be dry, and with your ... |
| 110265 | Moist it again, and frame some feeling line |
| 110266 | That may discover such integrity; |
| 110267 | For Orpheus' lute was strung with poets' s... |
| 110268 | Whose golden touch could soften steel and ... |
| 110269 | Make tigers tame, and huge leviathans |
| 110270 | Forsake unsounded deeps to dance on sands. |
| 110271 | After your dire-lamenting elegies, |
| 110272 | Visit by night your lady's chamber window |
| 110273 | With some sweet consort; to their instruments |
| 110274 | Tune a deploring dump- the night's dead si... |
| 110275 | Will well become such sweet-complaining gr... |
| 110276 | This, or else nothing, will inherit her. |
| 110277 | DUKE. This discipline shows thou hast been i... |
| 110278 | THURIO. And thy advice this night I'll put i... |
| 110279 | Therefore, sweet Proteus, my direction-giver, |
| 110280 | Let us into the city presently |
| 110281 | To sort some gentlemen well skill'd in music. |
| 110282 | I have a sonnet that will serve the turn |
| 110283 | To give the onset to thy good advice. |
| 110284 | DUKE. About it, gentlemen! |
| 110285 | PROTEUS. We'll wait upon your Grace till aft... |
| 110286 | And afterward determine our proceedings. |
| 110287 | DUKE. Even now about it! I will pardon you. ... |
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| 110297 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 110298 | The frontiers of Mantua. A forest |
| 110299 | Enter certain OUTLAWS |
| 110300 | FIRST OUTLAW. Fellows, stand fast; I see a p... |
| 110301 | SECOND OUTLAW. If there be ten, shrink not, ... |
| 110302 | Enter VALENTINE and SPEED |
| 110303 | THIRD OUTLAW. Stand, sir, and throw us that ... |
| 110304 | If not, we'll make you sit, and rifle you. |
| 110305 | SPEED. Sir, we are undone; these are the vil... |
| 110306 | That all the travellers do fear so much. |
| 110307 | VALENTINE. My friends- |
| 110308 | FIRST OUTLAW. That's not so, sir; we are you... |
| 110309 | SECOND OUTLAW. Peace! we'll hear him. |
| 110310 | THIRD OUTLAW. Ay, by my beard, will we; for ... |
| 110311 | VALENTINE. Then know that I have little weal... |
| 110312 | A man I am cross'd with adversity; |
| 110313 | My riches are these poor habiliments, |
| 110314 | Of which if you should here disfurnish me, |
| 110315 | You take the sum and substance that I have. |
| 110316 | SECOND OUTLAW. Whither travel you? |
| 110317 | VALENTINE. To Verona. |
| 110318 | FIRST OUTLAW. Whence came you? |
| 110319 | VALENTINE. From Milan. |
| 110320 | THIRD OUTLAW. Have you long sojourn'd there? |
| 110321 | VALENTINE. Some sixteen months, and longer m... |
| 110322 | If crooked fortune had not thwarted me. |
| 110323 | FIRST OUTLAW. What, were you banish'd thence? |
| 110324 | VALENTINE. I was. |
| 110325 | SECOND OUTLAW. For what offence? |
| 110326 | VALENTINE. For that which now torments me to... |
| 110327 | I kill'd a man, whose death I much repent; |
| 110328 | But yet I slew him manfully in fight, |
| 110329 | Without false vantage or base treachery. |
| 110330 | FIRST OUTLAW. Why, ne'er repent it, if it we... |
| 110331 | But were you banish'd for so small a fault? |
| 110332 | VALENTINE. I was, and held me glad of such a... |
| 110333 | SECOND OUTLAW. Have you the tongues? |
| 110334 | VALENTINE. My youthful travel therein made m... |
| 110335 | Or else I often had been miserable. |
| 110336 | THIRD OUTLAW. By the bare scalp of Robin Hoo... |
| 110337 | This fellow were a king for our wild faction! |
| 110338 | FIRST OUTLAW. We'll have him. Sirs, a word. |
| 110339 | SPEED. Master, be one of them; it's an honou... |
| 110340 | VALENTINE. Peace, villain! |
| 110341 | SECOND OUTLAW. Tell us this: have you anythi... |
| 110342 | VALENTINE. Nothing but my fortune. |
| 110343 | THIRD OUTLAW. Know, then, that some of us ar... |
| 110344 | Such as the fury of ungovern'd youth |
| 110345 | Thrust from the company of awful men; |
| 110346 | Myself was from Verona banished |
| 110347 | For practising to steal away a lady, |
| 110348 | An heir, and near allied unto the Duke. |
| 110349 | SECOND OUTLAW. And I from Mantua, for a gent... |
| 110350 | Who, in my mood, I stabb'd unto the heart. |
| 110351 | FIRST OUTLAW. And I for such-like petty crim... |
| 110352 | But to the purpose- for we cite our faults |
| 110353 | That they may hold excus'd our lawless lives; |
| 110354 | And, partly, seeing you are beautified |
| 110355 | With goodly shape, and by your own report |
| 110356 | A linguist, and a man of such perfection |
| 110357 | As we do in our quality much want- |
| 110358 | SECOND OUTLAW. Indeed, because you are a ban... |
| 110359 | Therefore, above the rest, we parley to you. |
| 110360 | Are you content to be our general- |
| 110361 | To make a virtue of necessity, |
| 110362 | And live as we do in this wilderness? |
| 110363 | THIRD OUTLAW. What say'st thou? Wilt thou be... |
| 110364 | Say 'ay' and be the captain of us all. |
| 110365 | We'll do thee homage, and be rul'd by thee, |
| 110366 | Love thee as our commander and our king. |
| 110367 | FIRST OUTLAW. But if thou scorn our courtesy... |
| 110368 | SECOND OUTLAW. Thou shalt not live to brag w... |
| 110369 | VALENTINE. I take your offer, and will live ... |
| 110370 | Provided that you do no outrages |
| 110371 | On silly women or poor passengers. |
| 110372 | THIRD OUTLAW. No, we detest such vile base p... |
| 110373 | Come, go with us; we'll bring thee to our ... |
| 110374 | And show thee all the treasure we have got; |
| 110375 | Which, with ourselves, all rest at thy dis... |
| 110376 | SCENE II. |
| 110377 | Milan. Outside the DUKE'S palace, under SILVIA... |
| 110378 | Enter PROTEUS |
| 110379 | PROTEUS. Already have I been false to Valent... |
| 110380 | And now I must be as unjust to Thurio. |
| 110381 | Under the colour of commending him |
| 110382 | I have access my own love to prefer; |
| 110383 | But Silvia is too fair, too true, too holy, |
| 110384 | To be corrupted with my worthless gifts. |
| 110385 | When I protest true loyalty to her, |
| 110386 | She twits me with my falsehood to my friend; |
| 110387 | When to her beauty I commend my vows, |
| 110388 | She bids me think how I have been forsworn |
| 110389 | In breaking faith with Julia whom I lov'd; |
| 110390 | And notwithstanding all her sudden quips, |
| 110391 | The least whereof would quell a lover's hope, |
| 110392 | Yet, spaniel-like, the more she spurns my ... |
| 110393 | The more it grows and fawneth on her still. |
| 110394 | Enter THURIO and MUSICIANS |
| 110395 | But here comes Thurio. Now must we to her ... |
| 110396 | And give some evening music to her ear. |
| 110397 | THURIO. How now, Sir Proteus, are you crept ... |
| 110398 | PROTEUS. Ay, gentle Thurio; for you know tha... |
| 110399 | Will creep in service where it cannot go. |
| 110400 | THURIO. Ay, but I hope, sir, that you love n... |
| 110401 | PROTEUS. Sir, but I do; or else I would be h... |
| 110402 | THURIO. Who? Silvia? |
| 110403 | PROTEUS. Ay, Silvia- for your sake. |
| 110404 | THURIO. I thank you for your own. Now, gentl... |
| 110405 | Let's tune, and to it lustily awhile. |
| 110406 | Enter at a distance, HOST, and JULIA in bo... |
| 110407 | HOST. Now, my young guest, methinks you're a... |
| 110408 | why is it? |
| 110409 | JULIA. Marry, mine host, because I cannot be... |
| 110410 | HOST. Come, we'll have you merry; I'll bring... |
| 110411 | hear music, and see the gentleman that you... |
| 110412 | JULIA. But shall I hear him speak? |
| 110413 | HOST. Ay, that you shall. ... |
| 110414 | JULIA. That will be music. |
| 110415 | HOST. Hark, hark! |
| 110416 | JULIA. Is he among these? |
| 110417 | HOST. Ay; but peace! let's hear 'em. |
| 110418 | SONG |
| 110419 | Who is Silvia? What is she, |
| 110420 | That all our swains commend her? |
| 110421 | Holy, fair, and wise is she; |
| 110422 | The heaven such grace did lend her, |
| 110423 | That she might admired be. |
| 110424 | Is she kind as she is fair? |
| 110425 | For beauty lives with kindness. |
| 110426 | Love doth to her eyes repair, |
| 110427 | To help him of his blindness; |
| 110428 | And, being help'd, inhabits there. |
| 110429 | Then to Silvia let us sing |
| 110430 | That Silvia is excelling; |
| 110431 | She excels each mortal thing |
| 110432 | Upon the dull earth dwelling. |
| 110433 | 'To her let us garlands bring. |
| 110434 | HOST. How now, are you sadder than you were ... |
| 110435 | How do you, man? The music likes you not. |
| 110436 | JULIA. You mistake; the musician likes me not. |
| 110437 | HOST. Why, my pretty youth? |
| 110438 | JULIA. He plays false, father. |
| 110439 | HOST. How, out of tune on the strings? |
| 110440 | JULIA. Not so; but yet so false that he grie... |
| 110441 | heart-strings. |
| 110442 | HOST. You have a quick ear. |
| 110443 | JULIA. Ay, I would I were deaf; it makes me ... |
| 110444 | HOST. I perceive you delight not in music. |
| 110445 | JULIA. Not a whit, when it jars so. |
| 110446 | HOST. Hark, what fine change is in the music! |
| 110447 | JULIA. Ay, that change is the spite. |
| 110448 | HOST. You would have them always play but on... |
| 110449 | JULIA. I would always have one play but one ... |
| 110450 | But, Host, doth this Sir Proteus, that we ... |
| 110451 | Often resort unto this gentlewoman? |
| 110452 | HOST. I tell you what Launce, his man, told ... |
| 110453 | all nick. |
| 110454 | JULIA. Where is Launce? |
| 110455 | HOST. Gone to seek his dog, which to-morrow,... |
| 110456 | command, he must carry for a present to hi... |
| 110457 | JULIA. Peace, stand aside; the company parts. |
| 110458 | PROTEUS. Sir Thurio, fear not you; I will so... |
| 110459 | That you shall say my cunning drift excels. |
| 110460 | THURIO. Where meet we? |
| 110461 | PROTEUS. At Saint Gregory's well. |
| 110462 | THURIO. Farewell. Exeunt TH... |
| 110463 | Enter SILVIA above, at her w... |
| 110464 | PROTEUS. Madam, good ev'n to your ladyship. |
| 110465 | SILVIA. I thank you for your music, gentleme... |
| 110466 | Who is that that spake? |
| 110467 | PROTEUS. One, lady, if you knew his pure hea... |
| 110468 | You would quickly learn to know him by his... |
| 110469 | SILVIA. Sir Proteus, as I take it. |
| 110470 | PROTEUS. Sir Proteus, gentle lady, and your ... |
| 110471 | SILVIA. What's your will? |
| 110472 | PROTEUS. That I may compass yours. |
| 110473 | SILVIA. You have your wish; my will is even ... |
| 110474 | That presently you hie you home to bed. |
| 110475 | Thou subtle, perjur'd, false, disloyal man, |
| 110476 | Think'st thou I am so shallow, so conceitl... |
| 110477 | To be seduced by thy flattery |
| 110478 | That hast deceiv'd so many with thy vows? |
| 110479 | Return, return, and make thy love amends. |
| 110480 | For me, by this pale queen of night I swear, |
| 110481 | I am so far from granting thy request |
| 110482 | That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit, |
| 110483 | And by and by intend to chide myself |
| 110484 | Even for this time I spend in talking to t... |
| 110485 | PROTEUS. I grant, sweet love, that I did lov... |
| 110486 | But she is dead. |
| 110487 | JULIA. [Aside] 'Twere false, if I should s... |
| 110488 | For I am sure she is not buried. |
| 110489 | SILVIA. Say that she be; yet Valentine, thy ... |
| 110490 | Survives, to whom, thyself art witness, |
| 110491 | I am betroth'd; and art thou not asham'd |
| 110492 | To wrong him with thy importunacy? |
| 110493 | PROTEUS. I likewise hear that Valentine is d... |
| 110494 | SILVIA. And so suppose am I; for in his grave |
| 110495 | Assure thyself my love is buried. |
| 110496 | PROTEUS. Sweet lady, let me rake it from the... |
| 110497 | SILVIA. Go to thy lady's grave, and call her... |
| 110498 | Or, at the least, in hers sepulchre thine. |
| 110499 | JULIA. [Aside] He heard not that. |
| 110500 | PROTEUS. Madam, if your heart be so obdurate, |
| 110501 | Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love, |
| 110502 | The picture that is hanging in your chamber; |
| 110503 | To that I'll speak, to that I'll sigh and ... |
| 110504 | For, since the substance of your perfect self |
| 110505 | Is else devoted, I am but a shadow; |
| 110506 | And to your shadow will I make true love. |
| 110507 | JULIA. [Aside] If 'twere a substance, you ... |
| 110508 | And make it but a shadow, as I am. |
| 110509 | SILVIA. I am very loath to be your idol, sir; |
| 110510 | But since your falsehood shall become you ... |
| 110511 | To worship shadows and adore false shapes, |
| 110512 | Send to me in the morning, and I'll send it; |
| 110513 | And so, good rest. |
| 110514 | PROTEUS. As wretches have o'ernight |
| 110515 | That wait for execution in the morn. |
| 110516 | Exeunt ... |
| 110517 | JULIA. Host, will you go? |
| 110518 | HOST. By my halidom, I was fast asleep. |
| 110519 | JULIA. Pray you, where lies Sir Proteus? |
| 110520 | HOST. Marry, at my house. Trust me, I think ... |
| 110521 | JULIA. Not so; but it hath been the longest ... |
| 110522 | That e'er I watch'd, and the most heaviest... |
| 110523 | SCENE III. |
| 110524 | Under SILVIA'S window |
| 110525 | Enter EGLAMOUR |
| 110526 | EGLAMOUR. This is the hour that Madam Silvia |
| 110527 | Entreated me to call and know her mind; |
| 110528 | There's some great matter she'd employ me in. |
| 110529 | Madam, madam! |
| 110530 | Enter SILVIA above, at her window |
| 110531 | SILVIA. Who calls? |
| 110532 | EGLAMOUR. Your servant and your friend; |
| 110533 | One that attends your ladyship's command. |
| 110534 | SILVIA. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good ... |
| 110535 | EGLAMOUR. As many, worthy lady, to yourself! |
| 110536 | According to your ladyship's impose, |
| 110537 | I am thus early come to know what service |
| 110538 | It is your pleasure to command me in. |
| 110539 | SILVIA. O Eglamour, thou art a gentleman- |
| 110540 | Think not I flatter, for I swear I do not- |
| 110541 | Valiant, wise, remorseful, well accomplish'd. |
| 110542 | Thou art not ignorant what dear good will |
| 110543 | I bear unto the banish'd Valentine; |
| 110544 | Nor how my father would enforce me marry |
| 110545 | Vain Thurio, whom my very soul abhors. |
| 110546 | Thyself hast lov'd; and I have heard thee say |
| 110547 | No grief did ever come so near thy heart |
| 110548 | As when thy lady and thy true love died, |
| 110549 | Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity. |
| 110550 | Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine, |
| 110551 | To Mantua, where I hear he makes abode; |
| 110552 | And, for the ways are dangerous to pass, |
| 110553 | I do desire thy worthy company, |
| 110554 | Upon whose faith and honour I repose. |
| 110555 | Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour, |
| 110556 | But think upon my grief, a lady's grief, |
| 110557 | And on the justice of my flying hence |
| 110558 | To keep me from a most unholy match, |
| 110559 | Which heaven and fortune still rewards wit... |
| 110560 | I do desire thee, even from a heart |
| 110561 | As full of sorrows as the sea of sands, |
| 110562 | To bear me company and go with me; |
| 110563 | If not, to hide what I have said to thee, |
| 110564 | That I may venture to depart alone. |
| 110565 | EGLAMOUR. Madam, I pity much your grievances; |
| 110566 | Which since I know they virtuously are pla... |
| 110567 | I give consent to go along with you, |
| 110568 | Recking as little what betideth me |
| 110569 | As much I wish all good befortune you. |
| 110570 | When will you go? |
| 110571 | SILVIA. This evening coming. |
| 110572 | EGLAMOUR. Where shall I meet you? |
| 110573 | SILVIA. At Friar Patrick's cell, |
| 110574 | Where I intend holy confession. |
| 110575 | EGLAMOUR. I will not fail your ladyship. Goo... |
| 110576 | SILVIA. Good morrow, kind Sir Eglamour. ... |
| 110577 | SCENE IV. |
| 110578 | Under SILVIA'S Window |
| 110579 | Enter LAUNCE with his dog |
| 110580 | LAUNCE. When a man's servant shall play the ... |
| 110581 | it goes hard- one that I brought up of a p... |
| 110582 | from drowning, when three or four of his b... |
| 110583 | sisters went to it. I have taught him, eve... |
| 110584 | precisely 'Thus I would teach a dog.' I wa... |
| 110585 | as a present to Mistress Silvia from my ma... |
| 110586 | sooner into the dining-chamber, but he ste... |
| 110587 | and steals her capon's leg. O, 'tis a foul... |
| 110588 | cannot keep himself in all companies! I wo... |
| 110589 | say, one that takes upon him to be a dog i... |
| 110590 | were, a dog at all things. If I had not ha... |
| 110591 | take a fault upon me that he did, I think ... |
| 110592 | hang'd for't; sure as I live, he had suffe... |
| 110593 | judge. He thrusts me himself into the comp... |
| 110594 | gentleman-like dogs under the Duke's table... |
| 110595 | there, bless the mark, a pissing while but... |
| 110596 | him. 'Out with the dog' says one; 'What cu... |
| 110597 | another; 'Whip him out' says the third; 'H... |
| 110598 | Duke. I, having been acquainted with the s... |
| 110599 | was Crab, and goes me to the fellow that w... |
| 110600 | 'Friend,' quoth I 'you mean to whip the do... |
| 110601 | quoth he. 'You do him the more wrong,' quo... |
| 110602 | thing you wot of.' He makes me no more ado... |
| 110603 | the chamber. How many masters would do thi... |
| 110604 | I'll be sworn, I have sat in the stock for... |
| 110605 | stol'n, otherwise he had been executed; I ... |
| 110606 | pillory for geese he hath kill'd, otherwis... |
| 110607 | for't. Thou think'st not of this now. Nay,... |
| 110608 | you serv'd me when I took my leave of Mada... |
| 110609 | thee still mark me and do as I do? When di... |
| 110610 | up my leg and make water against a gentlew... |
| 110611 | Didst thou ever see me do such a trick? |
| 110612 | Enter PROTEUS, and JULIA in boy... |
| 110613 | PROTEUS. Sebastian is thy name? I like thee ... |
| 110614 | And will employ thee in some service prese... |
| 110615 | JULIA. In what you please; I'll do what I can. |
| 110616 | PROTEUS..I hope thou wilt. [To LAUNCE] How... |
| 110617 | peasant! |
| 110618 | Where have you been these two days loitering? |
| 110619 | LAUNCE. Marry, sir, I carried Mistress Silvi... |
| 110620 | PROTEUS. And what says she to my little jewel? |
| 110621 | LAUNCE. Marry, she says your dog was a cur, ... |
| 110622 | thanks is good enough for such a present. |
| 110623 | PROTEUS. But she receiv'd my dog? |
| 110624 | LAUNCE. No, indeed, did she not; here have I... |
| 110625 | again. |
| 110626 | PROTEUS. What, didst thou offer her this fro... |
| 110627 | LAUNCE. Ay, sir; the other squirrel was stol... |
| 110628 | hangman's boys in the market-place; and th... |
| 110629 | own, who is a dog as big as ten of yours, ... |
| 110630 | the greater. |
| 110631 | PROTEUS. Go, get thee hence and find my dog ... |
| 110632 | Or ne'er return again into my sight. |
| 110633 | Away, I say. Stayest thou to vex me here? ... |
| 110634 | A slave that still an end turns me to sham... |
| 110635 | Sebastian, I have entertained thee |
| 110636 | Partly that I have need of such a youth |
| 110637 | That can with some discretion do my business, |
| 110638 | For 'tis no trusting to yond foolish lout, |
| 110639 | But chiefly for thy face and thy behaviour, |
| 110640 | Which, if my augury deceive me not, |
| 110641 | Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth; |
| 110642 | Therefore, know thou, for this I entertain... |
| 110643 | Go presently, and take this ring with thee, |
| 110644 | Deliver it to Madam Silvia- |
| 110645 | She lov'd me well deliver'd it to me. |
| 110646 | JULIA. It seems you lov'd not her, to leave ... |
| 110647 | She is dead, belike? |
| 110648 | PROTEUS. Not so; I think she lives. |
| 110649 | JULIA. Alas! |
| 110650 | PROTEUS. Why dost thou cry 'Alas'? |
| 110651 | JULIA. I cannot choose |
| 110652 | But pity her. |
| 110653 | PROTEUS. Wherefore shouldst thou pity her? |
| 110654 | JULIA. Because methinks that she lov'd you a... |
| 110655 | As you do love your lady Silvia. |
| 110656 | She dreams on him that has forgot her love: |
| 110657 | You dote on her that cares not for your love. |
| 110658 | 'Tis pity love should be so contrary; |
| 110659 | And thinking on it makes me cry 'Alas!' |
| 110660 | PROTEUS. Well, give her that ring, and there... |
| 110661 | This letter. That's her chamber. Tell my lady |
| 110662 | I claim the promise for her heavenly picture. |
| 110663 | Your message done, hie home unto my chamber, |
| 110664 | Where thou shalt find me sad and solitary.... |
| 110665 | JULIA. How many women would do such a message? |
| 110666 | Alas, poor Proteus, thou hast entertain'd |
| 110667 | A fox to be the shepherd of thy lambs. |
| 110668 | Alas, poor fool, why do I pity him |
| 110669 | That with his very heart despiseth me? |
| 110670 | Because he loves her, he despiseth me; |
| 110671 | Because I love him, I must pity him. |
| 110672 | This ring I gave him, when he parted from me, |
| 110673 | To bind him to remember my good will; |
| 110674 | And now am I, unhappy messenger, |
| 110675 | To plead for that which I would not obtain, |
| 110676 | To carry that which I would have refus'd, |
| 110677 | To praise his faith, which I would have di... |
| 110678 | I am my master's true confirmed love, |
| 110679 | But cannot be true servant to my master |
| 110680 | Unless I prove false traitor to myself. |
| 110681 | Yet will I woo for him, but yet so coldly |
| 110682 | As, heaven it knows, I would not have him ... |
| 110683 | Enter SILVIA, attended |
| 110684 | Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you be my mean |
| 110685 | To bring me where to speak with Madam Silvia. |
| 110686 | SILVIA. What would you with her, if that I b... |
| 110687 | JULIA. If you be she, I do entreat your pati... |
| 110688 | To hear me speak the message I am sent on. |
| 110689 | SILVIA. From whom? |
| 110690 | JULIA. From my master, Sir Proteus, madam. |
| 110691 | SILVIA. O, he sends you for a picture? |
| 110692 | JULIA. Ay, madam. |
| 110693 | SILVIA. Ursula, bring my picture there. |
| 110694 | Go, give your master this. Tell him from me, |
| 110695 | One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget, |
| 110696 | Would better fit his chamber than this sha... |
| 110697 | JULIA. Madam, please you peruse this letter. |
| 110698 | Pardon me, madam; I have unadvis'd |
| 110699 | Deliver'd you a paper that I should not. |
| 110700 | This is the letter to your ladyship. |
| 110701 | SILVIA. I pray thee let me look on that again. |
| 110702 | JULIA. It may not be; good madam, pardon me. |
| 110703 | SILVIA. There, hold! |
| 110704 | I will not look upon your master's lines. |
| 110705 | I know they are stuff'd with protestations, |
| 110706 | And full of new-found oaths, which he wul ... |
| 110707 | As easily as I do tear his paper. |
| 110708 | JULIA. Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring. |
| 110709 | SILVIA. The more shame for him that he sends... |
| 110710 | For I have heard him say a thousand times |
| 110711 | His Julia gave it him at his departure. |
| 110712 | Though his false finger have profan'd the ... |
| 110713 | Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong. |
| 110714 | JULIA. She thanks you. |
| 110715 | SILVIA. What say'st thou? |
| 110716 | JULIA. I thank you, madam, that you tender her. |
| 110717 | Poor gentlewoman, my master wrongs her much. |
| 110718 | SILVIA. Dost thou know her? |
| 110719 | JULIA. Almost as well as I do know myself. |
| 110720 | To think upon her woes, I do protest |
| 110721 | That I have wept a hundred several times. |
| 110722 | SILVIA. Belike she thinks that Proteus hath ... |
| 110723 | JULIA. I think she doth, and that's her caus... |
| 110724 | SILVIA. Is she not passing fair? |
| 110725 | JULIA. She hath been fairer, madam, than she... |
| 110726 | When she did think my master lov'd her well, |
| 110727 | She, in my judgment, was as fair as you; |
| 110728 | But since she did neglect her looking-glass |
| 110729 | And threw her sun-expelling mask away, |
| 110730 | The air hath starv'd the roses in her cheeks |
| 110731 | And pinch'd the lily-tincture of her face, |
| 110732 | That now she is become as black as I. |
| 110733 | SILVIA. How tall was she? |
| 110734 | JULIA. About my stature; for at Pentecost, |
| 110735 | When all our pageants of delight were play'd, |
| 110736 | Our youth got me to play the woman's part, |
| 110737 | And I was trimm'd in Madam Julia's gown; |
| 110738 | Which served me as fit, by all men's judgm... |
| 110739 | As if the garment had been made for me; |
| 110740 | Therefore I know she is about my height. |
| 110741 | And at that time I made her weep a good, |
| 110742 | For I did play a lamentable part. |
| 110743 | Madam, 'twas Ariadne passioning |
| 110744 | For Theseus' perjury and unjust flight; |
| 110745 | Which I so lively acted with my tears |
| 110746 | That my poor mistress, moved therewithal, |
| 110747 | Wept bitterly; and would I might be dead |
| 110748 | If I in thought felt not her very sorrow. |
| 110749 | SILVIA. She is beholding to thee, gentle youth. |
| 110750 | Alas, poor lady, desolate and left! |
| 110751 | I weep myself, to think upon thy words. |
| 110752 | Here, youth, there is my purse; I give the... |
| 110753 | For thy sweet mistress' sake, because thou... |
| 110754 | Farewell. Exit SILV... |
| 110755 | JULIA. And she shall thank you for't, if e'e... |
| 110756 | A virtuous gentlewoman, mild and beautiful! |
| 110757 | I hope my master's suit will be but cold, |
| 110758 | Since she respects my mistress' love so much. |
| 110759 | Alas, how love can trifle with itself! |
| 110760 | Here is her picture; let me see. I think, |
| 110761 | If I had such a tire, this face of mine |
| 110762 | Were full as lovely as is this of hers; |
| 110763 | And yet the painter flatter'd her a little, |
| 110764 | Unless I flatter with myself too much. |
| 110765 | Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow; |
| 110766 | If that be all the difference in his love, |
| 110767 | I'll get me such a colour'd periwig. |
| 110768 | Her eyes are grey as glass, and so are mine; |
| 110769 | Ay, but her forehead's low, and mine's as ... |
| 110770 | What should it be that he respects in her |
| 110771 | But I can make respective in myself, |
| 110772 | If this fond Love were not a blinded god? |
| 110773 | Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up, |
| 110774 | For 'tis thy rival. O thou senseless form, |
| 110775 | Thou shalt be worshipp'd, kiss'd, lov'd, a... |
| 110776 | And were there sense in his idolatry |
| 110777 | My substance should be statue in thy stead. |
| 110778 | I'll use thee kindly for thy mistress' sake, |
| 110779 | That us'd me so; or else, by Jove I vow, |
| 110780 | I should have scratch'd out your unseeing ... |
| 110781 | To make my master out of love with thee. ... |
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| 110790 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 110791 | Milan. An abbey |
| 110792 | Enter EGLAMOUR |
| 110793 | EGLAMOUR. The sun begins to gild the western... |
| 110794 | And now it is about the very hour |
| 110795 | That Silvia at Friar Patrick's cell should... |
| 110796 | She will not fail, for lovers break not hours |
| 110797 | Unless it be to come before their time, |
| 110798 | So much they spur their expedition. |
| 110799 | Enter SILVIA |
| 110800 | See where she comes. Lady, a happy evening! |
| 110801 | SILVIA. Amen, amen! Go on, good Eglamour, |
| 110802 | Out at the postern by the abbey wall; |
| 110803 | I fear I am attended by some spies. |
| 110804 | EGLAMOUR. Fear not. The forest is not three ... |
| 110805 | If we recover that, we are sure enough. ... |
| 110806 | SCENE II. |
| 110807 | Milan. The DUKE'S palace |
| 110808 | Enter THURIO, PROTEUS, and JULIA as SEBASTIAN |
| 110809 | THURIO. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my ... |
| 110810 | PROTEUS. O, sir, I find her milder than she ... |
| 110811 | And yet she takes exceptions at your person. |
| 110812 | THURIO. What, that my leg is too long? |
| 110813 | PROTEUS. No; that it is too little. |
| 110814 | THURIO. I'll wear a boot to make it somewhat... |
| 110815 | JULIA. [Aside] But love will not be spurr'... |
| 110816 | THURIO. What says she to my face? |
| 110817 | PROTEUS. She says it is a fair one. |
| 110818 | THURIO. Nay, then, the wanton lies; my face ... |
| 110819 | PROTEUS. But pearls are fair; and the old sa... |
| 110820 | Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' ... |
| 110821 | JULIA. [Aside] 'Tis true, such pearls as p... |
| 110822 | For I had rather wink than look on them. |
| 110823 | THURIO. How likes she my discourse? |
| 110824 | PROTEUS. Ill, when you talk of war. |
| 110825 | THURIO. But well when I discourse of love an... |
| 110826 | JULIA. [Aside] But better, indeed, when yo... |
| 110827 | THURIO. What says she to my valour? |
| 110828 | PROTEUS. O, sir, she makes no doubt of that. |
| 110829 | JULIA. [Aside] She needs not, when she kno... |
| 110830 | THURIO. What says she to my birth? |
| 110831 | PROTEUS. That you are well deriv'd. |
| 110832 | JULIA. [Aside] True; from a gentleman to a... |
| 110833 | THURIO. Considers she my possessions? |
| 110834 | PROTEUS. O, ay; and pities them. |
| 110835 | THURIO. Wherefore? |
| 110836 | JULIA. [Aside] That such an ass should owe... |
| 110837 | PROTEUS. That they are out by lease. |
| 110838 | JULIA. Here comes the Duke. |
| 110839 | Enter DUKE |
| 110840 | DUKE. How now, Sir Proteus! how now, Thurio! |
| 110841 | Which of you saw Sir Eglamour of late? |
| 110842 | THURIO. Not I. |
| 110843 | PROTEUS. Nor I. |
| 110844 | DUKE. Saw you my daughter? |
| 110845 | PROTEUS. Neither. |
| 110846 | DUKE. Why then, |
| 110847 | She's fled unto that peasant Valentine; |
| 110848 | And Eglamour is in her company. |
| 110849 | 'Tis true; for Friar Lawrence met them both |
| 110850 | As he in penance wander'd through the forest; |
| 110851 | Him he knew well, and guess'd that it was ... |
| 110852 | But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it; |
| 110853 | Besides, she did intend confession |
| 110854 | At Patrick's cell this even; and there she... |
| 110855 | These likelihoods confirm her flight from ... |
| 110856 | Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discou... |
| 110857 | But mount you presently, and meet with me |
| 110858 | Upon the rising of the mountain foot |
| 110859 | That leads toward Mantua, whither they are... |
| 110860 | Dispatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me. ... |
| 110861 | THURIO. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl |
| 110862 | That flies her fortune when it follows her. |
| 110863 | I'll after, more to be reveng'd on Eglamour |
| 110864 | Than for the love of reckless Silvia. ... |
| 110865 | PROTEUS. And I will follow, more for Silvia'... |
| 110866 | Than hate of Eglamour, that goes with her.... |
| 110867 | JULIA. And I will follow, more to cross that... |
| 110868 | Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for lov... |
| 110869 | SCENE III. |
| 110870 | The frontiers of Mantua. The forest |
| 110871 | Enter OUTLAWS with SILVA |
| 110872 | FIRST OUTLAW. Come, come. |
| 110873 | Be patient; we must bring you to our captain. |
| 110874 | SILVIA. A thousand more mischances than this... |
| 110875 | Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently. |
| 110876 | SECOND OUTLAW. Come, bring her away. |
| 110877 | FIRST OUTLAW. Where is the gentleman that wa... |
| 110878 | SECOND OUTLAW. Being nimble-footed, he hath ... |
| 110879 | But Moyses and Valerius follow him. |
| 110880 | Go thou with her to the west end of the wood; |
| 110881 | There is our captain; we'll follow him tha... |
| 110882 | The thicket is beset; he cannot 'scape. |
| 110883 | FIRST OUTLAW. Come, I must bring you to our ... |
| 110884 | Fear not; he bears an honourable mind, |
| 110885 | And will not use a woman lawlessly. |
| 110886 | SILVIA. O Valentine, this I endure for thee!... |
| 110887 | SCENE IV. |
| 110888 | Another part of the forest |
| 110889 | Enter VALENTINE |
| 110890 | VALENTINE. How use doth breed a habit in a man! |
| 110891 | This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, |
| 110892 | I better brook than flourishing peopled to... |
| 110893 | Here can I sit alone, unseen of any, |
| 110894 | And to the nightingale's complaining notes |
| 110895 | Tune my distresses and record my woes. |
| 110896 | O thou that dost inhabit in my breast, |
| 110897 | Leave not the mansion so long tenantless, |
| 110898 | Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall |
| 110899 | And leave no memory of what it was! |
| 110900 | Repair me with thy presence, Silvia: |
| 110901 | Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain. |
| 110902 | What halloing and what stir is this to-day? |
| 110903 | These are my mates, that make their wills ... |
| 110904 | Have some unhappy passenger in chase. |
| 110905 | They love me well; yet I have much to do |
| 110906 | To keep them from uncivil outrages. |
| 110907 | Withdraw thee, Valentine. Who's this comes... |
| 110908 | ... |
| 110909 | Enter PROTEUS, SILVIA, and JULIA as ... |
| 110910 | PROTEUS. Madam, this service I have done for... |
| 110911 | Though you respect not aught your servant ... |
| 110912 | To hazard life, and rescue you from him |
| 110913 | That would have forc'd your honour and you... |
| 110914 | Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look; |
| 110915 | A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, |
| 110916 | And less than this, I am sure, you cannot ... |
| 110917 | VALENTINE. [Aside] How like a dream is thi... |
| 110918 | Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile. |
| 110919 | SILVIA. O miserable, unhappy that I am! |
| 110920 | PROTEUS. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came; |
| 110921 | But by my coming I have made you happy. |
| 110922 | SILVIA. By thy approach thou mak'st me most ... |
| 110923 | JULIA. [Aside] And me, when he approacheth... |
| 110924 | SILVIA. Had I been seized by a hungry lion, |
| 110925 | I would have been a breakfast to the beast |
| 110926 | Rather than have false Proteus rescue me. |
| 110927 | O, heaven be judge how I love Valentine, |
| 110928 | Whose life's as tender to me as my soul! |
| 110929 | And full as much, for more there cannot be, |
| 110930 | I do detest false, perjur'd Proteus. |
| 110931 | Therefore be gone; solicit me no more. |
| 110932 | PROTEUS. What dangerous action, stood it nex... |
| 110933 | Would I not undergo for one calm look? |
| 110934 | O, 'tis the curse in love, and still appro... |
| 110935 | When women cannot love where they're belov'd! |
| 110936 | SILVIA. When Proteus cannot love where he's ... |
| 110937 | Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love, |
| 110938 | For whose dear sake thou didst then rend t... |
| 110939 | Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths |
| 110940 | Descended into perjury, to love me. |
| 110941 | Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou'd... |
| 110942 | And that's far worse than none; better hav... |
| 110943 | Than plural faith, which is too much by one. |
| 110944 | Thou counterfeit to thy true friend! |
| 110945 | PROTEUS. In love, |
| 110946 | Who respects friend? |
| 110947 | SILVIA. All men but Proteus. |
| 110948 | PROTEUS. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving... |
| 110949 | Can no way change you to a milder form, |
| 110950 | I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end, |
| 110951 | And love you 'gainst the nature of love- f... |
| 110952 | SILVIA. O heaven! |
| 110953 | PROTEUS. I'll force thee yield to my desire. |
| 110954 | VALENTINE. Ruffian! let go that rude uncivil... |
| 110955 | Thou friend of an ill fashion! |
| 110956 | PROTEUS. Valentine! |
| 110957 | VALENTINE. Thou common friend, that's withou... |
| 110958 | For such is a friend now; treacherous man, |
| 110959 | Thou hast beguil'd my hopes; nought but mi... |
| 110960 | Could have persuaded me. Now I dare not say |
| 110961 | I have one friend alive: thou wouldst disp... |
| 110962 | Who should be trusted, when one's own righ... |
| 110963 | Is perjured to the bosom? Proteus, |
| 110964 | I am sorry I must never trust thee more, |
| 110965 | But count the world a stranger for thy sake. |
| 110966 | The private wound is deepest. O time most ... |
| 110967 | 'Mongst all foes that a friend should be t... |
| 110968 | PROTEUS. My shame and guilt confounds me. |
| 110969 | Forgive me, Valentine; if hearty sorrow |
| 110970 | Be a sufficient ransom for offence, |
| 110971 | I tender 't here; I do as truly suffer |
| 110972 | As e'er I did commit. |
| 110973 | VALENTINE. Then I am paid; |
| 110974 | And once again I do receive thee honest. |
| 110975 | Who by repentance is not satisfied |
| 110976 | Is nor of heaven nor earth, for these are ... |
| 110977 | By penitence th' Eternal's wrath's appeas'd. |
| 110978 | And, that my love may appear plain and free, |
| 110979 | All that was mine in Silvia I give thee. |
| 110980 | JULIA. O me unhappy! ... |
| 110981 | PROTEUS. Look to the boy. |
| 110982 | VALENTINE. Why, boy! why, wag! how now! |
| 110983 | What's the matter? Look up; speak. |
| 110984 | JULIA. O good sir, my master charg'd me to d... |
| 110985 | Silvia, which, out of my neglect, was neve... |
| 110986 | PROTEUS. Where is that ring, boy? |
| 110987 | JULIA. Here 'tis; this is it. |
| 110988 | PROTEUS. How! let me see. Why, this is the r... |
| 110989 | JULIA. O, cry you mercy, sir, I have mistook; |
| 110990 | This is the ring you sent to Silvia. |
| 110991 | PROTEUS. But how cam'st thou by this ring? |
| 110992 | At my depart I gave this unto Julia. |
| 110993 | JULIA. And Julia herself did give it me; |
| 110994 | And Julia herself have brought it hither. |
| 110995 | PROTEUS. How! Julia! |
| 110996 | JULIA. Behold her that gave aim to all thy o... |
| 110997 | And entertain'd 'em deeply in her heart. |
| 110998 | How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the r... |
| 110999 | O Proteus, let this habit make thee blush! |
| 111000 | Be thou asham'd that I have took upon me |
| 111001 | Such an immodest raiment- if shame live |
| 111002 | In a disguise of love. |
| 111003 | It is the lesser blot, modesty finds, |
| 111004 | Women to change their shapes than men thei... |
| 111005 | PROTEUS. Than men their minds! 'tis true. O ... |
| 111006 | But constant, he were perfect! That one error |
| 111007 | Fills him with faults; makes him run throu... |
| 111008 | Inconstancy falls off ere it begins. |
| 111009 | What is in Silvia's face but I may spy |
| 111010 | More fresh in Julia's with a constant eye? |
| 111011 | VALENTINE. Come, come, a hand from either. |
| 111012 | Let me be blest to make this happy close; |
| 111013 | 'Twere pity two such friends should be lon... |
| 111014 | PROTEUS. Bear witness, heaven, I have my wis... |
| 111015 | JULIA. And I mine. |
| 111016 | Enter OUTLAWS, with DUKE and T... |
| 111017 | OUTLAW. A prize, a prize, a prize! |
| 111018 | VALENTINE. Forbear, forbear, I say; it is my... |
| 111019 | Your Grace is welcome to a man disgrac'd, |
| 111020 | Banished Valentine. |
| 111021 | DUKE. Sir Valentine! |
| 111022 | THURIO. Yonder is Silvia; and Silvia's mine. |
| 111023 | VALENTINE. Thurio, give back, or else embrac... |
| 111024 | Come not within the measure of my wrath; |
| 111025 | Do not name Silvia thine; if once again, |
| 111026 | Verona shall not hold thee. Here she stands |
| 111027 | Take but possession of her with a touch- |
| 111028 | I dare thee but to breathe upon my love. |
| 111029 | THURIO. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I; |
| 111030 | I hold him but a fool that will endanger |
| 111031 | His body for a girl that loves him not. |
| 111032 | I claim her not, and therefore she is thine. |
| 111033 | DUKE. The more degenerate and base art thou |
| 111034 | To make such means for her as thou hast done |
| 111035 | And leave her on such slight conditions. |
| 111036 | Now, by the honour of my ancestry, |
| 111037 | I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine, |
| 111038 | And think thee worthy of an empress' love. |
| 111039 | Know then, I here forget all former griefs, |
| 111040 | Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again, |
| 111041 | Plead a new state in thy unrivall'd merit, |
| 111042 | To which I thus subscribe: Sir Valentine, |
| 111043 | Thou art a gentleman, and well deriv'd; |
| 111044 | Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv... |
| 111045 | VALENTINE. I thank your Grace; the gift hath... |
| 111046 | I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake, |
| 111047 | To grant one boon that I shall ask of you. |
| 111048 | DUKE. I grant it for thine own, whate'er it be. |
| 111049 | VALENTINE. These banish'd men, that I have k... |
| 111050 | Are men endu'd with worthy qualities; |
| 111051 | Forgive them what they have committed here, |
| 111052 | And let them be recall'd from their exile: |
| 111053 | They are reformed, civil, full of good, |
| 111054 | And fit for great employment, worthy lord. |
| 111055 | DUKE. Thou hast prevail'd; I pardon them, an... |
| 111056 | Dispose of them as thou know'st their dese... |
| 111057 | Come, let us go; we will include all jars |
| 111058 | With triumphs, mirth, and rare solemnity. |
| 111059 | VALENTINE. And, as we walk along, I dare be ... |
| 111060 | With our discourse to make your Grace to s... |
| 111061 | What think you of this page, my lord? |
| 111062 | DUKE. I think the boy hath grace in him; he ... |
| 111063 | VALENTINE. I warrant you, my lord- more grac... |
| 111064 | DUKE. What mean you by that saying? |
| 111065 | VALENTINE. Please you, I'll tell you as we p... |
| 111066 | That you will wonder what hath fortuned. |
| 111067 | Come, Proteus, 'tis your penance but to hear |
| 111068 | The story of your loves discovered. |
| 111069 | That done, our day of marriage shall be yo... |
| 111070 | One feast, one house, one mutual happiness... |
| 111071 | THE END |
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| 111080 | 1611 |
| 111081 | THE WINTER'S TALE |
| 111082 | by William Shakespeare |
| 111083 | Dramatis Personae |
| 111084 | LEONTES, King of Sicilia |
| 111085 | MAMILLIUS, his son, the young Prince of Sicilia |
| 111086 | CAMILLO, lord of Sicilia |
| 111087 | ANTIGONUS, " " " |
| 111088 | CLEOMENES, " " " |
| 111089 | DION, " " " |
| 111090 | POLIXENES, King of Bohemia |
| 111091 | FLORIZEL, his son, Prince of Bohemia |
| 111092 | ARCHIDAMUS, a lord of Bohemia |
| 111093 | OLD SHEPHERD, reputed father of Perdita |
| 111094 | CLOWN, his son |
| 111095 | AUTOLYCUS, a rogue |
| 111096 | A MARINER |
| 111097 | A GAOLER |
| 111098 | TIME, as Chorus |
| 111099 | HERMIONE, Queen to Leontes |
| 111100 | PERDITA, daughter to Leontes and Hermione |
| 111101 | PAULINA, wife to Antigonus |
| 111102 | EMILIA, a lady attending on the Queen |
| 111103 | MOPSA, shepherdess |
| 111104 | DORCAS, " |
| 111105 | Other Lords, Gentlemen, Ladies, Officers, Se... |
| 111106 | Shepherdesses |
| 111107 | SCENE: |
| 111108 | Sicilia and Bohemia |
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| 111117 | ACT I. SCENE I. |
| 111118 | Sicilia. The palace of LEONTES |
| 111119 | Enter CAMILLO and ARCHIDAMUS |
| 111120 | ARCHIDAMUS. If you shall chance, Camillo, to... |
| 111121 | like occasion whereon my services are now ... |
| 111122 | as I have said, great difference betwixt o... |
| 111123 | Sicilia. |
| 111124 | CAMILLO. I think this coming summer the King... |
| 111125 | pay Bohemia the visitation which he justly... |
| 111126 | ARCHIDAMUS. Wherein our entertainment shall ... |
| 111127 | justified in our loves; for indeed- |
| 111128 | CAMILLO. Beseech you- |
| 111129 | ARCHIDAMUS. Verily, I speak it in the freedo... |
| 111130 | cannot with such magnificence, in so rare-... |
| 111131 | say. We will give you sleepy drinks, that ... |
| 111132 | unintelligent of our insufficience, may, t... |
| 111133 | praise us, as little accuse us. |
| 111134 | CAMILLO. You pay a great deal too dear for w... |
| 111135 | ARCHIDAMUS. Believe me, I speak as my unders... |
| 111136 | and as mine honesty puts it to utterance. |
| 111137 | CAMILLO. Sicilia cannot show himself overkin... |
| 111138 | train'd together in their childhoods; and ... |
| 111139 | them then such an affection which cannot c... |
| 111140 | Since their more mature dignities and roya... |
| 111141 | separation of their society, their encount... |
| 111142 | personal, have been royally attorneyed wit... |
| 111143 | letters, loving embassies; that they have ... |
| 111144 | though absent; shook hands, as over a vast... |
| 111145 | were from the ends of opposed winds. The h... |
| 111146 | loves! |
| 111147 | ARCHIDAMUS. I think there is not in the worl... |
| 111148 | matter to alter it. You have an unspeakabl... |
| 111149 | Prince Mamillius; it is a gentleman of the... |
| 111150 | ever came into my note. |
| 111151 | CAMILLO. I very well agree with you in the h... |
| 111152 | gallant child; one that indeed physics the... |
| 111153 | hearts fresh; they that went on crutches e... |
| 111154 | yet their life to see him a man. |
| 111155 | ARCHIDAMUS. Would they else be content to die? |
| 111156 | CAMILLO. Yes; if there were no other excuse ... |
| 111157 | to live. |
| 111158 | ARCHIDAMUS. If the King had no son, they wou... |
| 111159 | crutches till he had one. |
| 111160 | ... |
| 111161 | SCENE II. |
| 111162 | Sicilia. The palace of LEONTES |
| 111163 | Enter LEONTES, POLIXENES, HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS,... |
| 111164 | POLIXENES. Nine changes of the wat'ry star h... |
| 111165 | The shepherd's note since we have left our... |
| 111166 | Without a burden. Time as long again |
| 111167 | Would be fill'd up, my brother, with our t... |
| 111168 | And yet we should for perpetuity |
| 111169 | Go hence in debt. And therefore, like a ci... |
| 111170 | Yet standing in rich place, I multiply |
| 111171 | With one 'We thank you' many thousands moe |
| 111172 | That go before it. |
| 111173 | LEONTES. Stay your thanks a while, |
| 111174 | And pay them when you part. |
| 111175 | POLIXENES. Sir, that's to-morrow. |
| 111176 | I am question'd by my fears of what may ch... |
| 111177 | Or breed upon our absence, that may blow |
| 111178 | No sneaping winds at home, to make us say |
| 111179 | 'This is put forth too truly.' Besides, I ... |
| 111180 | To tire your royalty. |
| 111181 | LEONTES. We are tougher, brother, |
| 111182 | Than you can put us to't. |
| 111183 | POLIXENES. No longer stay. |
| 111184 | LEONTES. One sev'night longer. |
| 111185 | POLIXENES. Very sooth, to-morrow. |
| 111186 | LEONTES. We'll part the time between's then;... |
| 111187 | I'll no gainsaying. |
| 111188 | POLIXENES. Press me not, beseech you, so. |
| 111189 | There is no tongue that moves, none, none ... |
| 111190 | So soon as yours could win me. So it shoul... |
| 111191 | Were there necessity in your request, alth... |
| 111192 | 'Twere needful I denied it. My affairs |
| 111193 | Do even drag me homeward; which to hinder |
| 111194 | Were in your love a whip to me; my stay |
| 111195 | To you a charge and trouble. To save both, |
| 111196 | Farewell, our brother. |
| 111197 | LEONTES. Tongue-tied, our Queen? Speak you. |
| 111198 | HERMIONE. I had thought, sir, to have held m... |
| 111199 | You had drawn oaths from him not to stay. ... |
| 111200 | Charge him too coldly. Tell him you are sure |
| 111201 | All in Bohemia's well- this satisfaction |
| 111202 | The by-gone day proclaim'd. Say this to him, |
| 111203 | He's beat from his best ward. |
| 111204 | LEONTES. Well said, Hermione. |
| 111205 | HERMIONE. To tell he longs to see his son we... |
| 111206 | But let him say so then, and let him go; |
| 111207 | But let him swear so, and he shall not stay; |
| 111208 | We'll thwack him hence with distaffs. |
| 111209 | [To POLIXENES] Yet of your royal presence... |
| 111210 | adventure the borrow of a week. When at Bo... |
| 111211 | You take my lord, I'll give him my commission |
| 111212 | To let him there a month behind the gest |
| 111213 | Prefix'd for's parting.- Yet, good deed, L... |
| 111214 | I love thee not a jar o' th' clock behind |
| 111215 | What lady she her lord.- You'll stay? |
| 111216 | POLIXENES. No, madam. |
| 111217 | HERMIONE. Nay, but you will? |
| 111218 | POLIXENES. I may not, verily. |
| 111219 | HERMIONE. Verily! |
| 111220 | You put me off with limber vows; but I, |
| 111221 | Though you would seek t' unsphere the star... |
| 111222 | Should yet say 'Sir, no going.' Verily, |
| 111223 | You shall not go; a lady's 'verily' is |
| 111224 | As potent as a lord's. Will go yet? |
| 111225 | Force me to keep you as a prisoner, |
| 111226 | Not like a guest; so you shall pay your fees |
| 111227 | When you depart, and save your thanks. How... |
| 111228 | My prisoner or my guest? By your dread 've... |
| 111229 | One of them you shall be. |
| 111230 | POLIXENES. Your guest, then, madam: |
| 111231 | To be your prisoner should import offending; |
| 111232 | Which is for me less easy to commit |
| 111233 | Than you to punish. |
| 111234 | HERMIONE. Not your gaoler then, |
| 111235 | But your kind. hostess. Come, I'll questio... |
| 111236 | Of my lord's tricks and yours when you wer... |
| 111237 | You were pretty lordings then! |
| 111238 | POLIXENES. We were, fair Queen, |
| 111239 | Two lads that thought there was no more be... |
| 111240 | But such a day to-morrow as to-day, |
| 111241 | And to be boy eternal. |
| 111242 | HERMIONE. Was not my lord |
| 111243 | The verier wag o' th' two? |
| 111244 | POLIXENES. We were as twinn'd lambs that did... |
| 111245 | And bleat the one at th' other. What we ch... |
| 111246 | Was innocence for innocence; we knew not |
| 111247 | The doctrine of ill-doing, nor dream'd |
| 111248 | That any did. Had we pursu'd that life, |
| 111249 | And our weak spirits ne'er been higher rear'd |
| 111250 | With stronger blood, we should have answer... |
| 111251 | Boldly 'Not guilty,' the imposition clear'd |
| 111252 | Hereditary ours. |
| 111253 | HERMIONE. By this we gather |
| 111254 | You have tripp'd since. |
| 111255 | POLIXENES. O my most sacred lady, |
| 111256 | Temptations have since then been born to '... |
| 111257 | In those unfledg'd days was my wife a girl; |
| 111258 | Your precious self had then not cross'd th... |
| 111259 | Of my young playfellow. |
| 111260 | HERMIONE. Grace to boot! |
| 111261 | Of this make no conclusion, lest you say |
| 111262 | Your queen and I are devils. Yet, go on; |
| 111263 | Th' offences we have made you do we'll ans... |
| 111264 | If you first sinn'd with us, and that with us |
| 111265 | You did continue fault, and that you slipp... |
| 111266 | With any but with us. |
| 111267 | LEONTES. Is he won yet? |
| 111268 | HERMIONE. He'll stay, my lord. |
| 111269 | LEONTES. At my request he would not. |
| 111270 | Hermione, my dearest, thou never spok'st |
| 111271 | To better purpose. |
| 111272 | HERMIONE. Never? |
| 111273 | LEONTES. Never but once. |
| 111274 | HERMIONE. What! Have I twice said well? When... |
| 111275 | I prithee tell me; cram's with praise, and... |
| 111276 | As fat as tame things. One good deed dying... |
| 111277 | Slaughters a thousand waiting upon that. |
| 111278 | Our praises are our wages; you may ride's |
| 111279 | With one soft kiss a thousand furlongs ere |
| 111280 | With spur we heat an acre. But to th' goal: |
| 111281 | My last good deed was to entreat his stay; |
| 111282 | What was my first? It has an elder sister, |
| 111283 | Or I mistake you. O, would her name were G... |
| 111284 | But once before I spoke to th' purpose- When? |
| 111285 | Nay, let me have't; I long. |
| 111286 | LEONTES. Why, that was when |
| 111287 | Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves... |
| 111288 | Ere I could make thee open thy white hand |
| 111289 | And clap thyself my love; then didst thou ... |
| 111290 | 'I am yours for ever.' |
| 111291 | HERMIONE. 'Tis Grace indeed. |
| 111292 | Why, lo you now, I have spoke to th' purpo... |
| 111293 | The one for ever earn'd a royal husband; |
| 111294 | Th' other for some while a friend. |
| 111295 | [Giving her ... |
| 111296 | LEONTES. [Aside] Too hot, too hot! |
| 111297 | To mingle friendship far is mingling bloods. |
| 111298 | I have tremor cordis on me; my heart dances, |
| 111299 | But not for joy, not joy. This entertainme... |
| 111300 | May a free face put on; derive a liberty |
| 111301 | From heartiness, from bounty, fertile bosom, |
| 111302 | And well become the agent. 'T may, I grant; |
| 111303 | But to be paddling palms and pinching fing... |
| 111304 | As now they are, and making practis'd smiles |
| 111305 | As in a looking-glass; and then to sigh, a... |
| 111306 | The mort o' th' deer. O, that is entertain... |
| 111307 | My bosom likes not, nor my brows! Mamillius, |
| 111308 | Art thou my boy? |
| 111309 | MAMILLIUS. Ay, my good lord. |
| 111310 | LEONTES. I' fecks! |
| 111311 | Why, that's my bawcock. What! hast smutch'... |
| 111312 | They say it is a copy out of mine. Come, C... |
| 111313 | We must be neat- not neat, but cleanly, Ca... |
| 111314 | And yet the steer, the heifer, and the calf, |
| 111315 | Are all call'd neat.- Still virginalling |
| 111316 | Upon his palm?- How now, you wanton calf, |
| 111317 | Art thou my calf? |
| 111318 | MAMILLIUS. Yes, if you will, my lord. |
| 111319 | LEONTES. Thou want'st a rough pash and the s... |
| 111320 | To be full like me; yet they say we are |
| 111321 | Almost as like as eggs. Women say so, |
| 111322 | That will say anything. But were they false |
| 111323 | As o'er-dy'd blacks, as wind, as waters- f... |
| 111324 | As dice are to be wish'd by one that fixes |
| 111325 | No bourn 'twixt his and mine; yet were it ... |
| 111326 | To say this boy were like me. Come, sir page, |
| 111327 | Look on me with your welkin eye. Sweet vil... |
| 111328 | Most dear'st! my collop! Can thy dam?- may... |
| 111329 | Affection! thy intention stabs the centre. |
| 111330 | Thou dost make possible things not so held, |
| 111331 | Communicat'st with dreams- how can this be?- |
| 111332 | With what's unreal thou coactive art, |
| 111333 | And fellow'st nothing. Then 'tis very credent |
| 111334 | Thou mayst co-join with something; and tho... |
| 111335 | And that beyond commission; and I find it, |
| 111336 | And that to the infection of my brains |
| 111337 | And hard'ning of my brows. |
| 111338 | POLIXENES. What means Sicilia? |
| 111339 | HERMIONE. He something seems unsettled. |
| 111340 | POLIXENES. How, my lord! |
| 111341 | What cheer? How is't with you, best brother? |
| 111342 | HERMIONE. You look |
| 111343 | As if you held a brow of much distraction. |
| 111344 | Are you mov'd, my lord? |
| 111345 | LEONTES. No, in good earnest. |
| 111346 | How sometimes nature will betray its folly, |
| 111347 | Its tenderness, and make itself a pastime |
| 111348 | To harder bosoms! Looking on the lines |
| 111349 | Of my boy's face, methoughts I did recoil |
| 111350 | Twenty-three years; and saw myself unbreec... |
| 111351 | In my green velvet coat; my dagger muzzl'd, |
| 111352 | Lest it should bite its master and so prove, |
| 111353 | As ornaments oft do, too dangerous. |
| 111354 | How like, methought, I then was to this ke... |
| 111355 | This squash, this gentleman. Mine honest f... |
| 111356 | Will you take eggs for money? |
| 111357 | MAMILLIUS. No, my lord, I'll fight. |
| 111358 | LEONTES. You will? Why, happy man be's dole!... |
| 111359 | Are you so fond of your young prince as we |
| 111360 | Do seem to be of ours? |
| 111361 | POLIXENES. If at home, sir, |
| 111362 | He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter; |
| 111363 | Now my sworn friend, and then mine enemy; |
| 111364 | My parasite, my soldier, statesman, all. |
| 111365 | He makes a July's day short as December, |
| 111366 | And with his varying childness cures in me |
| 111367 | Thoughts that would thick my blood. |
| 111368 | LEONTES. So stands this squire |
| 111369 | Offic'd with me. We two will walk, my lord, |
| 111370 | And leave you to your graver steps. Hermione, |
| 111371 | How thou lov'st us show in our brother's w... |
| 111372 | Let what is dear in Sicily be cheap; |
| 111373 | Next to thyself and my young rover, he's |
| 111374 | Apparent to my heart. |
| 111375 | HERMIONE. If you would seek us, |
| 111376 | We are yours i' th' garden. Shall's attend... |
| 111377 | LEONTES. To your own bents dispose you; you'... |
| 111378 | Be you beneath the sky. [Aside] I am ang... |
| 111379 | Though you perceive me not how I give line. |
| 111380 | Go to, go to! |
| 111381 | How she holds up the neb, the bill to him! |
| 111382 | And arms her with the boldness of a wife |
| 111383 | To her allowing husband! |
| 111384 | Exeunt POLIXENES, HERMIO... |
| 111385 | Gone already! |
| 111386 | Inch-thick, knee-deep, o'er head and ears ... |
| 111387 | Go, play, boy, play; thy mother plays, and I |
| 111388 | Play too; but so disgrac'd a part, whose i... |
| 111389 | Will hiss me to my grave. Contempt and cla... |
| 111390 | Will be my knell. Go, play, boy, play. The... |
| 111391 | Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now; |
| 111392 | And many a man there is, even at this pres... |
| 111393 | Now while I speak this, holds his wife by ... |
| 111394 | That little thinks she has been sluic'd in... |
| 111395 | And his pond fish'd by his next neighbour, by |
| 111396 | Sir Smile, his neighbour. Nay, there's com... |
| 111397 | Whiles other men have gates and those gate... |
| 111398 | As mine, against their will. Should all de... |
| 111399 | That hath revolted wives, the tenth of man... |
| 111400 | Would hang themselves. Physic for't there'... |
| 111401 | It is a bawdy planet, that will strike |
| 111402 | Where 'tis predominant; and 'tis pow'rfull... |
| 111403 | From east, west, north, and south. Be it c... |
| 111404 | No barricado for a belly. Know't, |
| 111405 | It will let in and out the enemy |
| 111406 | With bag and baggage. Many thousand on's |
| 111407 | Have the disease, and feel't not. How now,... |
| 111408 | MAMILLIUS. I am like you, they say. |
| 111409 | LEONTES. Why, that's some comfort. |
| 111410 | What! Camillo there? |
| 111411 | CAMILLO. Ay, my good lord. |
| 111412 | LEONTES. Go play, Mamillius; thou'rt an hone... |
| 111413 | ... |
| 111414 | Camillo, this great sir will yet stay longer. |
| 111415 | CAMILLO. You had much ado to make his anchor... |
| 111416 | When you cast out, it still came home. |
| 111417 | LEONTES. Didst note it? |
| 111418 | CAMILLO. He would not stay at your petitions... |
| 111419 | His business more material. |
| 111420 | LEONTES. Didst perceive it? |
| 111421 | [Aside] They're here with me already; whi... |
| 111422 | 'Sicilia is a so-forth.' 'Tis far gone |
| 111423 | When I shall gust it last.- How came't, Ca... |
| 111424 | That he did stay? |
| 111425 | CAMILLO. At the good Queen's entreaty. |
| 111426 | LEONTES. 'At the Queen's' be't. 'Good' shoul... |
| 111427 | But so it is, it is not. Was this taken |
| 111428 | By any understanding pate but thine? |
| 111429 | For thy conceit is soaking, will draw in |
| 111430 | More than the common blocks. Not noted, is't, |
| 111431 | But of the finer natures, by some severals |
| 111432 | Of head-piece extraordinary? Lower messes |
| 111433 | Perchance are to this business purblind? Say. |
| 111434 | CAMILLO. Business, my lord? I think most und... |
| 111435 | Bohemia stays here longer. |
| 111436 | LEONTES. Ha? |
| 111437 | CAMILLO. Stays here longer. |
| 111438 | LEONTES. Ay, but why? |
| 111439 | CAMILLO. To satisfy your Highness, and the e... |
| 111440 | Of our most gracious mistress. |
| 111441 | LEONTES. Satisfy |
| 111442 | Th' entreaties of your mistress! Satisfy! |
| 111443 | Let that suffice. I have trusted thee, Cam... |
| 111444 | With all the nearest things to my heart, a... |
| 111445 | My chamber-councils, wherein, priest-like,... |
| 111446 | Hast cleans'd my bosom- I from thee departed |
| 111447 | Thy penitent reform'd; but we have been |
| 111448 | Deceiv'd in thy integrity, deceiv'd |
| 111449 | In that which seems so. |
| 111450 | CAMILLO. Be it forbid, my lord! |
| 111451 | LEONTES. To bide upon't: thou art not honest... |
| 111452 | If thou inclin'st that way, thou art a cow... |
| 111453 | Which hoxes honesty behind, restraining |
| 111454 | From course requir'd; or else thou must be... |
| 111455 | A servant grafted in my serious trust, |
| 111456 | And therein negligent; or else a fool |
| 111457 | That seest a game play'd home, the rich st... |
| 111458 | And tak'st it all for jest. |
| 111459 | CAMILLO. My gracious lord, |
| 111460 | I may be negligent, foolish, and fearful: |
| 111461 | In every one of these no man is free |
| 111462 | But that his negligence, his folly, fear, |
| 111463 | Among the infinite doings of the world, |
| 111464 | Sometime puts forth. In your affairs, my l... |
| 111465 | If ever I were wilfull-negligent, |
| 111466 | It was my folly; if industriously |
| 111467 | I play'd the fool, it was my negligence, |
| 111468 | Not weighing well the end; if ever fearful |
| 111469 | To do a thing where I the issue doubted, |
| 111470 | Whereof the execution did cry out |
| 111471 | Against the non-performance, 'twas a fear |
| 111472 | Which oft infects the wisest. These, my lord, |
| 111473 | Are such allow'd infirmities that honesty |
| 111474 | Is never free of. But, beseech your Grace, |
| 111475 | Be plainer with me; let me know my trespass |
| 111476 | By its own visage; if I then deny it, |
| 111477 | 'Tis none of mine. |
| 111478 | LEONTES. Ha' not you seen, Camillo- |
| 111479 | But that's past doubt; you have, or your e... |
| 111480 | Is thicker than a cuckold's horn- or heard- |
| 111481 | For to a vision so apparent rumour |
| 111482 | Cannot be mute- or thought- for cogitation |
| 111483 | Resides not in that man that does not think- |
| 111484 | My wife is slippery? If thou wilt confess- |
| 111485 | Or else be impudently negative, |
| 111486 | To have nor eyes nor ears nor thought- the... |
| 111487 | My wife's a hobby-horse, deserves a name |
| 111488 | As rank as any flax-wench that puts to |
| 111489 | Before her troth-plight. Say't and justify't. |
| 111490 | CAMILLO. I would not be a stander-by to hear |
| 111491 | My sovereign mistress clouded so, without |
| 111492 | My present vengeance taken. Shrew my heart! |
| 111493 | You never spoke what did become you less |
| 111494 | Than this; which to reiterate were sin |
| 111495 | As deep as that, though true. |
| 111496 | LEONTES. Is whispering nothing? |
| 111497 | Is leaning cheek to cheek? Is meeting nose... |
| 111498 | Kissing with inside lip? Stopping the career |
| 111499 | Of laughter with a sigh?- a note infallible |
| 111500 | Of breaking honesty. Horsing foot on foot? |
| 111501 | Skulking in corners? Wishing clocks more s... |
| 111502 | Hours, minutes; noon, midnight? And all eyes |
| 111503 | Blind with the pin and web but theirs, the... |
| 111504 | That would unseen be wicked- is this nothing? |
| 111505 | Why, then the world and all that's in't is... |
| 111506 | The covering sky is nothing; Bohemia nothing; |
| 111507 | My is nothing; nor nothing have these noth... |
| 111508 | If this be nothing. |
| 111509 | CAMILLO. Good my lord, be cur'd |
| 111510 | Of this diseas'd opinion, and betimes; |
| 111511 | For 'tis most dangerous. |
| 111512 | LEONTES. Say it be, 'tis true. |
| 111513 | CAMILLO. No, no, my lord. |
| 111514 | LEONTES. It is; you lie, you lie. |
| 111515 | I say thou liest, Camillo, and I hate thee; |
| 111516 | Pronounce thee a gross lout, a mindless sl... |
| 111517 | Or else a hovering temporizer that |
| 111518 | Canst with thine eyes at once see good and... |
| 111519 | Inclining to them both. Were my wife's liver |
| 111520 | Infected as her life, she would not live |
| 111521 | The running of one glass. |
| 111522 | CAMILLO. Who does her? |
| 111523 | LEONTES. Why, he that wears her like her med... |
| 111524 | About his neck, Bohemia; who- if I |
| 111525 | Had servants true about me that bare eyes |
| 111526 | To see alike mine honour as their profits, |
| 111527 | Their own particular thrifts, they would d... |
| 111528 | Which should undo more doing. Ay, and thou, |
| 111529 | His cupbearer- whom I from meaner form |
| 111530 | Have bench'd and rear'd to worship; who ma... |
| 111531 | Plainly as heaven sees earth and earth see... |
| 111532 | How I am gall'd- mightst bespice a cup |
| 111533 | To give mine enemy a lasting wink; |
| 111534 | Which draught to me were cordial. |
| 111535 | CAMILLO. Sir, my lord, |
| 111536 | I could do this; and that with no rash pot... |
| 111537 | But with a ling'ring dram that should not ... |
| 111538 | Maliciously like poison. But I cannot |
| 111539 | Believe this crack to be in my dread mistr... |
| 111540 | So sovereignly being honourable. |
| 111541 | I have lov'd thee- |
| 111542 | LEONTES. Make that thy question, and go rot! |
| 111543 | Dost think I am so muddy, so unsettled, |
| 111544 | To appoint myself in this vexation; sully |
| 111545 | The purity and whiteness of my sheets- |
| 111546 | Which to preserve is sleep, which being sp... |
| 111547 | Is goads, thorns, nettles, tails of wasps; |
| 111548 | Give scandal to the blood o' th' Prince, m... |
| 111549 | Who I do think is mine, and love as mine- |
| 111550 | Without ripe moving to 't? Would I do this? |
| 111551 | Could man so blench? |
| 111552 | CAMILLO. I must believe you, sir. |
| 111553 | I do; and will fetch off Bohemia for't; |
| 111554 | Provided that, when he's remov'd, your Hig... |
| 111555 | Will take again your queen as yours at first, |
| 111556 | Even for your son's sake; and thereby for ... |
| 111557 | The injury of tongues in courts and kingdo... |
| 111558 | Known and allied to yours. |
| 111559 | LEONTES. Thou dost advise me |
| 111560 | Even so as I mine own course have set down. |
| 111561 | I'll give no blemish to her honour, none. |
| 111562 | CAMILLO. My lord, |
| 111563 | Go then; and with a countenance as clear |
| 111564 | As friendship wears at feasts, keep with B... |
| 111565 | And with your queen. I am his cupbearer; |
| 111566 | If from me he have wholesome beverage, |
| 111567 | Account me not your servant. |
| 111568 | LEONTES. This is all: |
| 111569 | Do't, and thou hast the one half of my heart; |
| 111570 | Do't not, thou split'st thine own. |
| 111571 | CAMILLO. I'll do't, my lord. |
| 111572 | LEONTES. I will seem friendly, as thou hast ... |
| 111573 | CAMILLO. O miserable lady! But, for me, |
| 111574 | What case stand I in? I must be the poisoner |
| 111575 | Of good Polixenes; and my ground to do't |
| 111576 | Is the obedience to a master; one |
| 111577 | Who, in rebellion with himself, will have |
| 111578 | All that are his so too. To do this deed, |
| 111579 | Promotion follows. If I could find example |
| 111580 | Of thousands that had struck anointed kings |
| 111581 | And flourish'd after, I'd not do't; but since |
| 111582 | Nor brass, nor stone, nor parchment, bears... |
| 111583 | Let villainy itself forswear't. I must |
| 111584 | Forsake the court. To do't, or no, is certain |
| 111585 | To me a break-neck. Happy star reign now! |
| 111586 | Here comes Bohemia. |
| 111587 | Enter POLIXENES |
| 111588 | POLIXENES. This is strange. Methinks |
| 111589 | My favour here begins to warp. Not speak? |
| 111590 | Good day, Camillo. |
| 111591 | CAMILLO. Hail, most royal sir! |
| 111592 | POLIXENES. What is the news i' th' court? |
| 111593 | CAMILLO. None rare, my lord. |
| 111594 | POLIXENES. The King hath on him such a count... |
| 111595 | As he had lost some province, and a region |
| 111596 | Lov'd as he loves himself; even now I met him |
| 111597 | With customary compliment, when he, |
| 111598 | Wafting his eyes to th' contrary and falling |
| 111599 | A lip of much contempt, speeds from me; |
| 111600 | So leaves me to consider what is breeding |
| 111601 | That changes thus his manners. |
| 111602 | CAMILLO. I dare not know, my lord. |
| 111603 | POLIXENES. How, dare not! Do not. Do you kno... |
| 111604 | Be intelligent to me? 'Tis thereabouts; |
| 111605 | For, to yourself, what you do know, you must, |
| 111606 | And cannot say you dare not. Good Camillo, |
| 111607 | Your chang'd complexions are to me a mirror |
| 111608 | Which shows me mine chang'd too; for I mus... |
| 111609 | A party in this alteration, finding |
| 111610 | Myself thus alter'd with't. |
| 111611 | CAMILLO. There is a sickness |
| 111612 | Which puts some of us in distemper; but |
| 111613 | I cannot name the disease; and it is caught |
| 111614 | Of you that yet are well. |
| 111615 | POLIXENES. How! caught of me? |
| 111616 | Make me not sighted like the basilisk; |
| 111617 | I have look'd on thousands who have sped t... |
| 111618 | By my regard, but kill'd none so. Camillo- |
| 111619 | As you are certainly a gentleman; thereto |
| 111620 | Clerk-like experienc'd, which no less adorns |
| 111621 | Our gentry than our parents' noble names, |
| 111622 | In whose success we are gentle- I beseech ... |
| 111623 | If you know aught which does behove my kno... |
| 111624 | Thereof to be inform'd, imprison't not |
| 111625 | In ignorant concealment. |
| 111626 | CAMILLO. I may not answer. |
| 111627 | POLIXENES. A sickness caught of me, and yet ... |
| 111628 | I must be answer'd. Dost thou hear, Camillo? |
| 111629 | I conjure thee, by all the parts of man |
| 111630 | Which honour does acknowledge, whereof the... |
| 111631 | Is not this suit of mine, that thou declare |
| 111632 | What incidency thou dost guess of harm |
| 111633 | Is creeping toward me; how far off, how near; |
| 111634 | Which way to be prevented, if to be; |
| 111635 | If not, how best to bear it. |
| 111636 | CAMILLO. Sir, I will tell you; |
| 111637 | Since I am charg'd in honour, and by him |
| 111638 | That I think honourable. Therefore mark my... |
| 111639 | Which must be ev'n as swiftly followed as |
| 111640 | I mean to utter it, or both yourself and me |
| 111641 | Cry lost, and so goodnight. |
| 111642 | POLIXENES. On, good Camillo. |
| 111643 | CAMILLO. I am appointed him to murder you. |
| 111644 | POLIXENES. By whom, Camillo? |
| 111645 | CAMILLO. By the King. |
| 111646 | POLIXENES. For what? |
| 111647 | CAMILLO. He thinks, nay, with all confidence... |
| 111648 | As he had seen 't or been an instrument |
| 111649 | To vice you to't, that you have touch'd hi... |
| 111650 | Forbiddenly. |
| 111651 | POLIXENES. O, then my best blood turn |
| 111652 | To an infected jelly, and my name |
| 111653 | Be yok'd with his that did betray the Best! |
| 111654 | Turn then my freshest reputation to |
| 111655 | A savour that may strike the dullest nostr... |
| 111656 | Where I arrive, and my approach be shunn'd, |
| 111657 | Nay, hated too, worse than the great'st in... |
| 111658 | That e'er was heard or read! |
| 111659 | CAMILLO. Swear his thought over |
| 111660 | By each particular star in heaven and |
| 111661 | By all their influences, you may as well |
| 111662 | Forbid the sea for to obey the moon |
| 111663 | As or by oath remove or counsel shake |
| 111664 | The fabric of his folly, whose foundation |
| 111665 | Is pil'd upon his faith and will continue |
| 111666 | The standing of his body. |
| 111667 | POLIXENES. How should this grow? |
| 111668 | CAMILLO. I know not; but I am sure 'tis safe... |
| 111669 | Avoid what's grown than question how 'tis ... |
| 111670 | If therefore you dare trust my honesty, |
| 111671 | That lies enclosed in this trunk which you |
| 111672 | Shall bear along impawn'd, away to-night. |
| 111673 | Your followers I will whisper to the busin... |
| 111674 | And will, by twos and threes, at several p... |
| 111675 | Clear them o' th' city. For myself, I'll p... |
| 111676 | My fortunes to your service, which are here |
| 111677 | By this discovery lost. Be not uncertain, |
| 111678 | For, by the honour of my parents, I |
| 111679 | Have utt'red truth; which if you seek to p... |
| 111680 | I dare not stand by; nor shall you be safer |
| 111681 | Than one condemn'd by the King's own mouth... |
| 111682 | His execution sworn. |
| 111683 | POLIXENES. I do believe thee: |
| 111684 | I saw his heart in's face. Give me thy hand; |
| 111685 | Be pilot to me, and thy places shall |
| 111686 | Still neighbour mine. My ships are ready, and |
| 111687 | My people did expect my hence departure |
| 111688 | Two days ago. This jealousy |
| 111689 | Is for a precious creature; as she's rare, |
| 111690 | Must it be great; and, as his person's mig... |
| 111691 | Must it be violent; and as he does conceive |
| 111692 | He is dishonour'd by a man which ever |
| 111693 | Profess'd to him, why, his revenges must |
| 111694 | In that be made more bitter. Fear o'ershad... |
| 111695 | Good expedition be my friend, and comfort |
| 111696 | The gracious Queen, part of this theme, bu... |
| 111697 | Of his ill-ta'en suspicion! Come, Camillo; |
| 111698 | I will respect thee as a father, if |
| 111699 | Thou bear'st my life off hence. Let us avoid. |
| 111700 | CAMILLO. It is in mine authority to command |
| 111701 | The keys of all the posterns. Please your ... |
| 111702 | To take the urgent hour. Come, sir, away. ... |
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| 111711 | ACT II. SCENE I. |
| 111712 | Sicilia. The palace of LEONTES |
| 111713 | Enter HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS, and LADIES |
| 111714 | HERMIONE. Take the boy to you; he so trouble... |
| 111715 | 'Tis past enduring. |
| 111716 | FIRST LADY. Come, my gracious lord, |
| 111717 | Shall I be your playfellow? |
| 111718 | MAMILLIUS. No, I'll none of you. |
| 111719 | FIRST LADY. Why, my sweet lord? |
| 111720 | MAMILLIUS. You'll kiss me hard, and speak to... |
| 111721 | I were a baby still. I love you better. |
| 111722 | SECOND LADY. And why so, my lord? |
| 111723 | MAMILLIUS. Not for because |
| 111724 | Your brows are blacker; yet black brows, t... |
| 111725 | Become some women best; so that there be not |
| 111726 | Too much hair there, but in a semicircle |
| 111727 | Or a half-moon made with a pen. |
| 111728 | SECOND LADY. Who taught't this? |
| 111729 | MAMILLIUS. I learn'd it out of women's faces... |
| 111730 | What colour are your eyebrows? |
| 111731 | FIRST LADY. Blue, my lord. |
| 111732 | MAMILLIUS. Nay, that's a mock. I have seen a... |
| 111733 | That has been blue, but not her eyebrows. |
| 111734 | FIRST LADY. Hark ye: |
| 111735 | The Queen your mother rounds apace. We shall |
| 111736 | Present our services to a fine new prince |
| 111737 | One of these days; and then you'd wanton w... |
| 111738 | If we would have you. |
| 111739 | SECOND LADY. She is spread of late |
| 111740 | Into a goodly bulk. Good time encounter her! |
| 111741 | HERMIONE. What wisdom stirs amongst you? Com... |
| 111742 | I am for you again. Pray you sit by us, |
| 111743 | And tell's a tale. |
| 111744 | MAMILLIUS. Merry or sad shall't be? |
| 111745 | HERMIONE. As merry as you will. |
| 111746 | MAMILLIUS. A sad tale's best for winter. I h... |
| 111747 | Of sprites and goblins. |
| 111748 | HERMIONE. Let's have that, good sir. |
| 111749 | Come on, sit down; come on, and do your best |
| 111750 | To fright me with your sprites; you're pow... |
| 111751 | MAMILLIUS. There was a man- |
| 111752 | HERMIONE. Nay, come, sit down; then on. |
| 111753 | MAMILLIUS. Dwelt by a churchyard- I will tel... |
| 111754 | Yond crickets shall not hear it. |
| 111755 | HERMIONE. Come on then, |
| 111756 | And give't me in mine ear. |
| 111757 | Enter LEONTES, ANTIGONUS, LORDS, ... |
| 111758 | LEONTES. he met there? his train? Camillo wi... |
| 111759 | FIRST LORD. Behind the tuft of pines I met t... |
| 111760 | Saw I men scour so on their way. I ey'd them |
| 111761 | Even to their ships. |
| 111762 | LEONTES. How blest am I |
| 111763 | In my just censure, in my true opinion! |
| 111764 | Alack, for lesser knowledge! How accurs'd |
| 111765 | In being so blest! There may be in the cup |
| 111766 | A spider steep'd, and one may drink, depart, |
| 111767 | And yet partake no venom, for his knowledge |
| 111768 | Is not infected; but if one present |
| 111769 | Th' abhorr'd ingredient to his eye, make k... |
| 111770 | How he hath drunk, he cracks his gorge, hi... |
| 111771 | With violent hefts. I have drunk, and seen... |
| 111772 | Camillo was his help in this, his pander. |
| 111773 | There is a plot against my life, my crown; |
| 111774 | All's true that is mistrusted. That false ... |
| 111775 | Whom I employ'd was pre-employ'd by him; |
| 111776 | He has discover'd my design, and I |
| 111777 | Remain a pinch'd thing; yea, a very trick |
| 111778 | For them to play at will. How came the pos... |
| 111779 | So easily open? |
| 111780 | FIRST LORD. By his great authority; |
| 111781 | Which often hath no less prevail'd than so |
| 111782 | On your command. |
| 111783 | LEONTES. I know't too well. |
| 111784 | Give me the boy. I am glad you did not nur... |
| 111785 | Though he does bear some signs of me, yet you |
| 111786 | Have too much blood in him. |
| 111787 | HERMIONE. What is this? Sport? |
| 111788 | LEONTES. Bear the boy hence; he shall not co... |
| 111789 | Away with him; and let her sport herself |
| 111790 | [MAM... |
| 111791 | With that she's big with- for 'tis Polixenes |
| 111792 | Has made thee swell thus. |
| 111793 | HERMIONE. But I'd say he had not, |
| 111794 | And I'll be sworn you would believe my say... |
| 111795 | Howe'er you lean to th' nayward. |
| 111796 | LEONTES. You, my lords, |
| 111797 | Look on her, mark her well; be but about |
| 111798 | To say 'She is a goodly lady' and |
| 111799 | The justice of your hearts will thereto ad |
| 111800 | 'Tis pity she's not honest- honourable.' |
| 111801 | Praise her but for this her without-door f... |
| 111802 | Which on my faith deserves high speech, an... |
| 111803 | The shrug, the hum or ha, these petty brands |
| 111804 | That calumny doth use- O, I am out!- |
| 111805 | That mercy does, for calumny will sear |
| 111806 | Virtue itself- these shrugs, these hum's a... |
| 111807 | When you have said she's goodly, come betw... |
| 111808 | Ere you can say she's honest. But be't kno... |
| 111809 | From him that has most cause to grieve it ... |
| 111810 | She's an adultress. |
| 111811 | HERMIONE. Should a villain say so, |
| 111812 | The most replenish'd villain in the world, |
| 111813 | He were as much more villain: you, my lord, |
| 111814 | Do but mistake. |
| 111815 | LEONTES. You have mistook, my lady, |
| 111816 | Polixenes for Leontes. O thou thing! |
| 111817 | Which I'll not call a creature of thy place, |
| 111818 | Lest barbarism, making me the precedent, |
| 111819 | Should a like language use to all degrees |
| 111820 | And mannerly distinguishment leave out |
| 111821 | Betwixt the prince and beggar. I have said |
| 111822 | She's an adultress; I have said with whom. |
| 111823 | More, she's a traitor; and Camillo is |
| 111824 | A federary with her, and one that knows |
| 111825 | What she should shame to know herself |
| 111826 | But with her most vile principal- that she's |
| 111827 | A bed-swerver, even as bad as those |
| 111828 | That vulgars give bold'st titles; ay, and ... |
| 111829 | To this their late escape. |
| 111830 | HERMIONE. No, by my life, |
| 111831 | Privy to none of this. How will this griev... |
| 111832 | When you shall come to clearer knowledge, ... |
| 111833 | You thus have publish'd me! Gentle my lord, |
| 111834 | You scarce can right me throughly then to say |
| 111835 | You did mistake. |
| 111836 | LEONTES. No; if I mistake |
| 111837 | In those foundations which I build upon, |
| 111838 | The centre is not big enough to bear |
| 111839 | A school-boy's top. Away with her to prison. |
| 111840 | He who shall speak for her is afar off guilty |
| 111841 | But that he speaks. |
| 111842 | HERMIONE. There's some ill planet reigns. |
| 111843 | I must be patient till the heavens look |
| 111844 | With an aspect more favourable. Good my lo... |
| 111845 | I am not prone to weeping, as our sex |
| 111846 | Commonly are- the want of which vain dew |
| 111847 | Perchance shall dry your pities- but I have |
| 111848 | That honourable grief lodg'd here which bu... |
| 111849 | Worse than tears drown. Beseech you all, m... |
| 111850 | With thoughts so qualified as your charities |
| 111851 | Shall best instruct you, measure me; and so |
| 111852 | The King's will be perform'd! |
| 111853 | LEONTES. [To the GUARD] Shall I be heard? |
| 111854 | HERMIONE. Who is't that goes with me? Beseec... |
| 111855 | My women may be with me, for you see |
| 111856 | My plight requires it. Do not weep, good f... |
| 111857 | There is no cause; when you shall know you... |
| 111858 | Has deserv'd prison, then abound in tears |
| 111859 | As I come out: this action I now go on |
| 111860 | Is for my better grace. Adieu, my lord. |
| 111861 | I never wish'd to see you sorry; now |
| 111862 | I trust I shall. My women, come; you have ... |
| 111863 | LEONTES. Go, do our bidding; hence! |
| 111864 | Exeunt HERMIONE, g... |
| 111865 | FIRST LORD. Beseech your Highness, call the ... |
| 111866 | ANTIGONUS. Be certain what you do, sir, lest... |
| 111867 | Prove violence, in the which three great o... |
| 111868 | Yourself, your queen, your son. |
| 111869 | FIRST LORD. For her, my lord, |
| 111870 | I dare my life lay down- and will do't, sir, |
| 111871 | Please you t' accept it- that the Queen is... |
| 111872 | I' th' eyes of heaven and to you- I mean |
| 111873 | In this which you accuse her. |
| 111874 | ANTIGONUS. If it prove |
| 111875 | She's otherwise, I'll keep my stables where |
| 111876 | I lodge my wife; I'll go in couples with her; |
| 111877 | Than when I feel and see her no farther tr... |
| 111878 | For every inch of woman in the world, |
| 111879 | Ay, every dram of woman's flesh is false, |
| 111880 | If she be. |
| 111881 | LEONTES. Hold your peaces. |
| 111882 | FIRST LORD. Good my lord- |
| 111883 | ANTIGONUS. It is for you we speak, not for o... |
| 111884 | You are abus'd, and by some putter-on |
| 111885 | That will be damn'd for't. Would I knew th... |
| 111886 | I would land-damn him. Be she honour-flaw'd- |
| 111887 | I have three daughters: the eldest is eleven; |
| 111888 | The second and the third, nine and some fi... |
| 111889 | If this prove true, they'll pay for 't. By... |
| 111890 | I'll geld 'em all; fourteen they shall not... |
| 111891 | To bring false generations. They are co-he... |
| 111892 | And I had rather glib myself than they |
| 111893 | Should not produce fair issue. |
| 111894 | LEONTES. Cease; no more. |
| 111895 | You smell this business with a sense as cold |
| 111896 | As is a dead man's nose; but I do see't an... |
| 111897 | As you feel doing thus; and see withal |
| 111898 | The instruments that feel. |
| 111899 | ANTIGONUS. If it be so, |
| 111900 | We need no grave to bury honesty; |
| 111901 | There's not a grain of it the face to sweeten |
| 111902 | Of the whole dungy earth. |
| 111903 | LEONTES. What! Lack I credit? |
| 111904 | FIRST LORD. I had rather you did lack than I... |
| 111905 | Upon this ground; and more it would conten... |
| 111906 | To have her honour true than your suspicion, |
| 111907 | Be blam'd for't how you might. |
| 111908 | LEONTES. Why, what need we |
| 111909 | Commune with you of this, but rather follow |
| 111910 | Our forceful instigation? Our prerogative |
| 111911 | Calls not your counsels; but our natural g... |
| 111912 | Imparts this; which, if you- or stupified |
| 111913 | Or seeming so in skill- cannot or will not |
| 111914 | Relish a truth like us, inform yourselves |
| 111915 | We need no more of your advice. The matter, |
| 111916 | The loss, the gain, the ord'ring on't, is all |
| 111917 | Properly ours. |
| 111918 | ANTIGONUS. And I wish, my liege, |
| 111919 | You had only in your silent judgment tried... |
| 111920 | Without more overture. |
| 111921 | LEONTES. How could that be? |
| 111922 | Either thou art most ignorant by age, |
| 111923 | Or thou wert born a fool. Camillo's flight, |
| 111924 | Added to their familiarity- |
| 111925 | Which was as gross as ever touch'd conject... |
| 111926 | That lack'd sight only, nought for approba... |
| 111927 | But only seeing, all other circumstances |
| 111928 | Made up to th' deed- doth push on this pro... |
| 111929 | Yet, for a greater confirmation- |
| 111930 | For, in an act of this importance, 'twere |
| 111931 | Most piteous to be wild- I have dispatch'd... |
| 111932 | To sacred Delphos, to Apollo's temple, |
| 111933 | Cleomenes and Dion, whom you know |
| 111934 | Of stuff'd sufficiency. Now, from the oracle |
| 111935 | They will bring all, whose spiritual couns... |
| 111936 | Shall stop or spur me. Have I done well? |
| 111937 | FIRST LORD. Well done, my lord. |
| 111938 | LEONTES. Though I am satisfied, and need no ... |
| 111939 | Than what I know, yet shall the oracle |
| 111940 | Give rest to th' minds of others such as he |
| 111941 | Whose ignorant credulity will not |
| 111942 | Come up to th' truth. So have we thought i... |
| 111943 | From our free person she should be confin'd, |
| 111944 | Lest that the treachery of the two fled hence |
| 111945 | Be left her to perform. Come, follow us; |
| 111946 | We are to speak in public; for this business |
| 111947 | Will raise us all. |
| 111948 | ANTIGONUS. [Aside] To laughter, as I take ... |
| 111949 | If the good truth were known. |
| 111950 | ... |
| 111951 | SCENE II. |
| 111952 | Sicilia. A prison |
| 111953 | Enter PAULINA, a GENTLEMAN, and ATTENDANTS |
| 111954 | PAULINA. The keeper of the prison- call to him; |
| 111955 | Let him have knowledge who I am. ... |
| 111956 | Good lady! |
| 111957 | No court in Europe is too good for thee; |
| 111958 | What dost thou then in prison? |
| 111959 | Re-enter GENTLEMAN with the G... |
| 111960 | Now, good sir, |
| 111961 | You know me, do you not? |
| 111962 | GAOLER. For a worthy lady, |
| 111963 | And one who much I honour. |
| 111964 | PAULINA. Pray you, then, |
| 111965 | Conduct me to the Queen. |
| 111966 | GAOLER. I may not, madam; |
| 111967 | To the contrary I have express commandment. |
| 111968 | PAULINA. Here's ado, to lock up honesty and ... |
| 111969 | Th' access of gentle visitors! Is't lawful... |
| 111970 | To see her women- any of them? Emilia? |
| 111971 | GAOLER. So please you, madam, |
| 111972 | To put apart these your attendants, |
| 111973 | Shall bring Emilia forth. |
| 111974 | PAULINA. I pray now, call her. |
| 111975 | Withdraw yourselves. ... |
| 111976 | GAOLER. And, madam, |
| 111977 | I must be present at your conference. |
| 111978 | PAULINA. Well, be't so, prithee. ... |
| 111979 | Here's such ado to make no stain a stain |
| 111980 | As passes colouring. |
| 111981 | Re-enter GAOLER, with EMILIA |
| 111982 | Dear gentlewoman, |
| 111983 | How fares our gracious lady? |
| 111984 | EMILIA. As well as one so great and so forlorn |
| 111985 | May hold together. On her frights and griefs, |
| 111986 | Which never tender lady hath borne greater, |
| 111987 | She is, something before her time, deliver'd. |
| 111988 | PAULINA. A boy? |
| 111989 | EMILIA. A daughter, and a goodly babe, |
| 111990 | Lusty, and like to live. The Queen receives |
| 111991 | Much comfort in't; says 'My poor prisoner, |
| 111992 | I am as innocent as you.' |
| 111993 | PAULINA. I dare be sworn. |
| 111994 | These dangerous unsafe lunes i' th' King, ... |
| 111995 | He must be told on't, and he shall. The of... |
| 111996 | Becomes a woman best; I'll take't upon me; |
| 111997 | If I prove honey-mouth'd, let my tongue bl... |
| 111998 | And never to my red-look'd anger be |
| 111999 | The trumpet any more. Pray you, Emilia, |
| 112000 | Commend my best obedience to the Queen; |
| 112001 | If she dares trust me with her little babe, |
| 112002 | I'll show't the King, and undertake to be |
| 112003 | Her advocate to th' loud'st. We do not know |
| 112004 | How he may soften at the sight o' th' child: |
| 112005 | The silence often of pure innocence |
| 112006 | Persuades when speaking fails. |
| 112007 | EMILIA. Most worthy madam, |
| 112008 | Your honour and your goodness is so evident |
| 112009 | That your free undertaking cannot miss |
| 112010 | A thriving issue; there is no lady living |
| 112011 | So meet for this great errand. Please your... |
| 112012 | To visit the next room, I'll presently |
| 112013 | Acquaint the Queen of your most noble offer |
| 112014 | Who but to-day hammer'd of this design, |
| 112015 | But durst not tempt a minister of honour, |
| 112016 | Lest she should be denied. |
| 112017 | PAULINA. Tell her, Emilia, |
| 112018 | I'll use that tongue I have; if wit flow f... |
| 112019 | As boldness from my bosom, let't not be do... |
| 112020 | I shall do good. |
| 112021 | EMILIA. Now be you blest for it! |
| 112022 | I'll to the Queen. Please you come somethi... |
| 112023 | GAOLER. Madam, if't please the Queen to send... |
| 112024 | I know not what I shall incur to pass it, |
| 112025 | Having no warrant. |
| 112026 | PAULINA. You need not fear it, sir. |
| 112027 | This child was prisoner to the womb, and is |
| 112028 | By law and process of great Nature thence |
| 112029 | Freed and enfranchis'd- not a party to |
| 112030 | The anger of the King, nor guilty of, |
| 112031 | If any be, the trespass of the Queen. |
| 112032 | GAOLER. I do believe it. |
| 112033 | PAULINA. Do not you fear. Upon mine honour, I |
| 112034 | Will stand betwixt you and danger. ... |
| 112035 | SCENE III. |
| 112036 | Sicilia. The palace of LEONTES |
| 112037 | Enter LEONTES, ANTIGONUS, LORDS, and SERVANTS |
| 112038 | LEONTES. Nor night nor day no rest! It is bu... |
| 112039 | To bear the matter thus- mere weakness. If |
| 112040 | The cause were not in being- part o' th' c... |
| 112041 | She, th' adultress; for the harlot king |
| 112042 | Is quite beyond mine arm, out of the blank |
| 112043 | And level of my brain, plot-proof; but she |
| 112044 | I can hook to me- say that she were gone, |
| 112045 | Given to the fire, a moiety of my rest |
| 112046 | Might come to me again. Who's there? |
| 112047 | FIRST SERVANT. My lord? |
| 112048 | LEONTES. How does the boy? |
| 112049 | FIRST SERVANT. He took good rest to-night; |
| 112050 | 'Tis hop'd his sickness is discharg'd. |
| 112051 | LEONTES. To see his nobleness! |
| 112052 | Conceiving the dishonour of his mother, |
| 112053 | He straight declin'd, droop'd, took it dee... |
| 112054 | Fasten'd and fix'd the shame on't in himse... |
| 112055 | Threw off his spirit, his appetite, his sl... |
| 112056 | And downright languish'd. Leave me solely.... |
| 112057 | See how he fares. [Exit SERVANT] Fie, fi... |
| 112058 | The very thought of my revenges that way |
| 112059 | Recoil upon me- in himself too mighty, |
| 112060 | And in his parties, his alliance. Let him be, |
| 112061 | Until a time may serve; for present vengea... |
| 112062 | Take it on her. Camillo and Polixenes |
| 112063 | Laugh at me, make their pastime at my sorrow. |
| 112064 | They should not laugh if I could reach the... |
| 112065 | Shall she, within my pow'r. |
| 112066 | Enter PAULINA, with a CHILD |
| 112067 | FIRST LORD. You must not enter. |
| 112068 | PAULINA. Nay, rather, good my lords, be seco... |
| 112069 | Fear you his tyrannous passion more, alas, |
| 112070 | Than the Queen's life? A gracious innocent... |
| 112071 | More free than he is jealous. |
| 112072 | ANTIGONUS. That's enough. |
| 112073 | SECOND SERVANT. Madam, he hath not slept to-... |
| 112074 | None should come at him. |
| 112075 | PAULINA. Not so hot, good sir; |
| 112076 | I come to bring him sleep. 'Tis such as you, |
| 112077 | That creep like shadows by him, and do sigh |
| 112078 | At each his needless heavings- such as you |
| 112079 | Nourish the cause of his awaking: I |
| 112080 | Do come with words as medicinal as true, |
| 112081 | Honest as either, to purge him of that humour |
| 112082 | That presses him from sleep. |
| 112083 | LEONTES. What noise there, ho? |
| 112084 | PAULINA. No noise, my lord; but needful conf... |
| 112085 | About some gossips for your Highness. |
| 112086 | LEONTES. How! |
| 112087 | Away with that audacious lady! Antigonus, |
| 112088 | I charg'd thee that she should not come ab... |
| 112089 | I knew she would. |
| 112090 | ANTIGONUS. I told her so, my lord, |
| 112091 | On your displeasure's peril, and on mine, |
| 112092 | She should not visit you. |
| 112093 | LEONTES. What, canst not rule her? |
| 112094 | PAULINA. From all dishonesty he can: in this, |
| 112095 | Unless he take the course that you have done- |
| 112096 | Commit me for committing honour- trust it, |
| 112097 | He shall not rule me. |
| 112098 | ANTIGONUS. La you now, you hear! |
| 112099 | When she will take the rein, I let her run; |
| 112100 | But she'll not stumble. |
| 112101 | PAULINA. Good my liege, I come- |
| 112102 | And I beseech you hear me, who professes |
| 112103 | Myself your loyal servant, your physician, |
| 112104 | Your most obedient counsellor; yet that dares |
| 112105 | Less appear so, in comforting your evils, |
| 112106 | Than such as most seem yours- I say I come |
| 112107 | From your good Queen. |
| 112108 | LEONTES. Good Queen! |
| 112109 | PAULINA. Good Queen, my lord, good Queen- I ... |
| 112110 | And would by combat make her good, so were I |
| 112111 | A man, the worst about you. |
| 112112 | LEONTES. Force her hence. |
| 112113 | PAULINA. Let him that makes but trifles of h... |
| 112114 | First hand me. On mine own accord I'll off; |
| 112115 | But first I'll do my errand. The good Queen, |
| 112116 | For she is good, hath brought you forth a ... |
| 112117 | Here 'tis; commends it to your blessing. |
| 112118 | [Layi... |
| 112119 | LEONTES. Out! |
| 112120 | A mankind witch! Hence with her, out o' door! |
| 112121 | A most intelligencing bawd! |
| 112122 | PAULINA. Not so. |
| 112123 | I am as ignorant in that as you |
| 112124 | In so entitling me; and no less honest |
| 112125 | Than you are mad; which is enough, I'll wa... |
| 112126 | As this world goes, to pass for honest. |
| 112127 | LEONTES. Traitors! |
| 112128 | Will you not push her out? Give her the ba... |
| 112129 | [To ANTIGONUS] Thou dotard, thou art woma... |
| 112130 | By thy Dame Partlet here. Take up the bast... |
| 112131 | Take't up, I say; give't to thy crone. |
| 112132 | PAULINA. For ever |
| 112133 | Unvenerable be thy hands, if thou |
| 112134 | Tak'st up the Princess by that forced base... |
| 112135 | Which he has put upon't! |
| 112136 | LEONTES. He dreads his wife. |
| 112137 | PAULINA. So I would you did; then 'twere pas... |
| 112138 | You'd call your children yours. |
| 112139 | LEONTES. A nest of traitors! |
| 112140 | ANTIGONUS. I am none, by this good light. |
| 112141 | PAULINA. Nor I; nor any |
| 112142 | But one that's here; and that's himself; f... |
| 112143 | The sacred honour of himself, his Queen's, |
| 112144 | His hopeful son's, his babe's, betrays to ... |
| 112145 | Whose sting is sharper than the sword's; a... |
| 112146 | For, as the case now stands, it is a curse |
| 112147 | He cannot be compell'd to 't- once remove |
| 112148 | The root of his opinion, which is rotten |
| 112149 | As ever oak or stone was sound. |
| 112150 | LEONTES. A callat |
| 112151 | Of boundless tongue, who late hath beat he... |
| 112152 | And now baits me! This brat is none of min... |
| 112153 | It is the issue of Polixenes. |
| 112154 | Hence with it, and together with the dam |
| 112155 | Commit them to the fire. |
| 112156 | PAULINA. It is yours. |
| 112157 | And, might we lay th' old proverb to your ... |
| 112158 | So like you 'tis the worse. Behold, my lords, |
| 112159 | Although the print be little, the whole ma... |
| 112160 | And copy of the father- eye, nose, lip, |
| 112161 | The trick of's frown, his forehead; nay, t... |
| 112162 | The pretty dimples of his chin and cheek; ... |
| 112163 | The very mould and frame of hand, nail, fi... |
| 112164 | And thou, good goddess Nature, which hast ... |
| 112165 | So like to him that got it, if thou hast |
| 112166 | The ordering of the mind too, 'mongst all ... |
| 112167 | No yellow in't, lest she suspect, as he does, |
| 112168 | Her children not her husband's! |
| 112169 | LEONTES. A gross hag! |
| 112170 | And, lozel, thou art worthy to be hang'd |
| 112171 | That wilt not stay her tongue. |
| 112172 | ANTIGONUS. Hang all the husbands |
| 112173 | That cannot do that feat, you'll leave you... |
| 112174 | Hardly one subject. |
| 112175 | LEONTES. Once more, take her hence. |
| 112176 | PAULINA. A most unworthy and unnatural lord |
| 112177 | Can do no more. |
| 112178 | LEONTES. I'll ha' thee burnt. |
| 112179 | PAULINA. I care not. |
| 112180 | It is an heretic that makes the fire, |
| 112181 | Not she which burns in't. I'll not call yo... |
| 112182 | But this most cruel usage of your Queen- |
| 112183 | Not able to produce more accusation |
| 112184 | Than your own weak-hing'd fancy- something... |
| 112185 | Of tyranny, and will ignoble make you, |
| 112186 | Yea, scandalous to the world. |
| 112187 | LEONTES. On your allegiance, |
| 112188 | Out of the chamber with her! Were I a tyrant, |
| 112189 | Where were her life? She durst not call me... |
| 112190 | If she did know me one. Away with her! |
| 112191 | PAULINA. I pray you, do not push me; I'll be... |
| 112192 | Look to your babe, my lord; 'tis yours. Jo... |
| 112193 | A better guiding spirit! What needs these ... |
| 112194 | You that are thus so tender o'er his follies |
| 112195 | Will never do him good, not one of you. |
| 112196 | So, so. Farewell; we are gone. ... |
| 112197 | LEONTES. Thou, traitor, hast set on thy wife... |
| 112198 | My child! Away with't. Even thou, that hast |
| 112199 | A heart so tender o'er it, take it hence, |
| 112200 | And see it instantly consum'd with fire; |
| 112201 | Even thou, and none but thou. Take it up s... |
| 112202 | Within this hour bring me word 'tis done, |
| 112203 | And by good testimony, or I'll seize thy l... |
| 112204 | With that thou else call'st thine. If thou... |
| 112205 | And wilt encounter with my wrath, say so; |
| 112206 | The bastard brains with these my proper hands |
| 112207 | Shall I dash out. Go, take it to the fire; |
| 112208 | For thou set'st on thy wife. |
| 112209 | ANTIGONUS. I did not, sir. |
| 112210 | These lords, my noble fellows, if they ple... |
| 112211 | Can clear me in't. |
| 112212 | LORDS. We can. My royal liege, |
| 112213 | He is not guilty of her coming hither. |
| 112214 | LEONTES. You're liars all. |
| 112215 | FIRST LORD. Beseech your Highness, give us b... |
| 112216 | We have always truly serv'd you; and beseech |
| 112217 | So to esteem of us; and on our knees we beg, |
| 112218 | As recompense of our dear services |
| 112219 | Past and to come, that you do change this ... |
| 112220 | Which being so horrible, so bloody, must |
| 112221 | Lead on to some foul issue. We all kneel. |
| 112222 | LEONTES. I am a feather for each wind that b... |
| 112223 | Shall I live on to see this bastard kneel |
| 112224 | And call me father? Better burn it now |
| 112225 | Than curse it then. But be it; let it live. |
| 112226 | It shall not neither. [To ANTIGONUS] You... |
| 112227 | You that have been so tenderly officious |
| 112228 | With Lady Margery, your midwife there, |
| 112229 | To save this bastard's life- for 'tis a ba... |
| 112230 | So sure as this beard's grey- what will yo... |
| 112231 | To save this brat's life? |
| 112232 | ANTIGONUS. Anything, my lord, |
| 112233 | That my ability may undergo, |
| 112234 | And nobleness impose. At least, thus much: |
| 112235 | I'll pawn the little blood which I have left |
| 112236 | To save the innocent- anything possible. |
| 112237 | LEONTES. It shall be possible. Swear by this... |
| 112238 | Thou wilt perform my bidding. |
| 112239 | ANTIGONUS. I will, my lord. |
| 112240 | LEONTES. Mark, and perform it- seest thou? F... |
| 112241 | Of any point in't shall not only be |
| 112242 | Death to thyself, but to thy lewd-tongu'd ... |
| 112243 | Whom for this time we pardon. We enjoin thee, |
| 112244 | As thou art liegeman to us, that thou carry |
| 112245 | This female bastard hence; and that thou b... |
| 112246 | To some remote and desert place, quite out |
| 112247 | Of our dominions; and that there thou leav... |
| 112248 | Without more mercy, to it own protection |
| 112249 | And favour of the climate. As by strange f... |
| 112250 | It came to us, I do in justice charge thee, |
| 112251 | On thy soul's peril and thy body's torture, |
| 112252 | That thou commend it strangely to some pla... |
| 112253 | Where chance may nurse or end it. Take it up. |
| 112254 | ANTIGONUS. I swear to do this, though a pres... |
| 112255 | Had been more merciful. Come on, poor babe. |
| 112256 | Some powerful spirit instruct the kites an... |
| 112257 | To be thy nurses! Wolves and bears, they say, |
| 112258 | Casting their savageness aside, have done |
| 112259 | Like offices of pity. Sir, be prosperous |
| 112260 | In more than this deed does require! And b... |
| 112261 | Against this cruelty fight on thy side, |
| 112262 | Poor thing, condemn'd to loss! E... |
| 112263 | LEONTES. No, I'll not rear |
| 112264 | Another's issue. |
| 112265 | Enter a SERVANT |
| 112266 | SERVANT. Please your Highness, posts |
| 112267 | From those you sent to th' oracle are come |
| 112268 | An hour since. Cleomenes and Dion, |
| 112269 | Being well arriv'd from Delphos, are both ... |
| 112270 | Hasting to th' court. |
| 112271 | FIRST LORD. So please you, sir, their speed |
| 112272 | Hath been beyond account. |
| 112273 | LEONTES. Twenty-three days |
| 112274 | They have been absent; 'tis good speed; fo... |
| 112275 | The great Apollo suddenly will have |
| 112276 | The truth of this appear. Prepare you, lords; |
| 112277 | Summon a session, that we may arraign |
| 112278 | Our most disloyal lady; for, as she hath |
| 112279 | Been publicly accus'd, so shall she have |
| 112280 | A just and open trial. While she lives, |
| 112281 | My heart will be a burden to me. Leave me; |
| 112282 | And think upon my bidding. ... |
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| 112291 | ACT III. SCENE I. |
| 112292 | Sicilia. On the road to the Capital |
| 112293 | Enter CLEOMENES and DION |
| 112294 | CLEOMENES. The climate's delicate, the air m... |
| 112295 | Fertile the isle, the temple much surpassing |
| 112296 | The common praise it bears. |
| 112297 | DION. I shall report, |
| 112298 | For most it caught me, the celestial habits- |
| 112299 | Methinks I so should term them- and the re... |
| 112300 | Of the grave wearers. O, the sacrifice! |
| 112301 | How ceremonious, solemn, and unearthly, |
| 112302 | It was i' th' off'ring! |
| 112303 | CLEOMENES. But of all, the burst |
| 112304 | And the ear-deaf'ning voice o' th' oracle, |
| 112305 | Kin to Jove's thunder, so surpris'd my sense |
| 112306 | That I was nothing. |
| 112307 | DION. If th' event o' th' journey |
| 112308 | Prove as successful to the Queen- O, be't ... |
| 112309 | As it hath been to us rare, pleasant, speedy, |
| 112310 | The time is worth the use on't. |
| 112311 | CLEOMENES. Great Apollo |
| 112312 | Turn all to th' best! These proclamations, |
| 112313 | So forcing faults upon Hermione, |
| 112314 | I little like. |
| 112315 | DION. The violent carriage of it |
| 112316 | Will clear or end the business. When the o... |
| 112317 | Thus by Apollo's great divine seal'd up- |
| 112318 | Shall the contents discover, something rare |
| 112319 | Even then will rush to knowledge. Go; fres... |
| 112320 | And gracious be the issue! ... |
| 112321 | SCENE II. |
| 112322 | Sicilia. A court of justice |
| 112323 | Enter LEONTES, LORDS, and OFFICERS |
| 112324 | LEONTES. This sessions, to our great grief w... |
| 112325 | Even pushes 'gainst our heart- the party t... |
| 112326 | The daughter of a king, our wife, and one |
| 112327 | Of us too much belov'd. Let us be clear'd |
| 112328 | Of being tyrannous, since we so openly |
| 112329 | Proceed in justice, which shall have due c... |
| 112330 | Even to the guilt or the purgation. |
| 112331 | Produce the prisoner. |
| 112332 | OFFICER. It is his Highness' pleasure that t... |
| 112333 | Appear in person here in court. |
| 112334 | Enter HERMIONE, as to her trial, PAUL... |
| 112335 | Silence! |
| 112336 | LEONTES. Read the indictment. |
| 112337 | OFFICER. [Reads] 'Hermione, Queen to the w... |
| 112338 | Sicilia, thou art here accused and arraign... |
| 112339 | committing adultery with Polixenes, King o... |
| 112340 | conspiring with Camillo to take away the l... |
| 112341 | lord the King, thy royal husband: the pret... |
| 112342 | circumstances partly laid open, thou, Herm... |
| 112343 | faith and allegiance of true subject, dids... |
| 112344 | for their better safety, to fly away by ni... |
| 112345 | HERMIONE. Since what I am to say must be but... |
| 112346 | Which contradicts my accusation, and |
| 112347 | The testimony on my part no other |
| 112348 | But what comes from myself, it shall scarc... |
| 112349 | To say 'Not guilty.' Mine integrity |
| 112350 | Being counted falsehood shall, as I expres... |
| 112351 | Be so receiv'd. But thus- if pow'rs divine |
| 112352 | Behold our human actions, as they do, |
| 112353 | I doubt not then but innocence shall make |
| 112354 | False accusation blush, and tyranny |
| 112355 | Tremble at patience. You, my lord, best know- |
| 112356 | Who least will seem to do so- my past life |
| 112357 | Hath been as continent, as chaste, as true, |
| 112358 | As I am now unhappy; which is more |
| 112359 | Than history can pattern, though devis'd |
| 112360 | And play'd to take spectators; for behold me- |
| 112361 | A fellow of the royal bed, which owe |
| 112362 | A moiety of the throne, a great king's dau... |
| 112363 | The mother to a hopeful prince- here standing |
| 112364 | To prate and talk for life and honour fore |
| 112365 | Who please to come and hear. For life, I p... |
| 112366 | As I weigh grief, which I would spare; for... |
| 112367 | 'Tis a derivative from me to mine, |
| 112368 | And only that I stand for. I appeal |
| 112369 | To your own conscience, sir, before Polixenes |
| 112370 | Came to your court, how I was in your grace, |
| 112371 | How merited to be so; since he came, |
| 112372 | With what encounter so uncurrent I |
| 112373 | Have strain'd t' appear thus; if one jot b... |
| 112374 | The bound of honour, or in act or will |
| 112375 | That way inclining, hard'ned be the hearts |
| 112376 | Of all that hear me, and my near'st of kin |
| 112377 | Cry fie upon my grave! |
| 112378 | LEONTES. I ne'er heard yet |
| 112379 | That any of these bolder vices wanted |
| 112380 | Less impudence to gainsay what they did |
| 112381 | Than to perform it first. |
| 112382 | HERMIONE. That's true enough; |
| 112383 | Though 'tis a saying, sir, not due to me. |
| 112384 | LEONTES. You will not own it. |
| 112385 | HERMIONE. More than mistress of |
| 112386 | Which comes to me in name of fault, I must... |
| 112387 | At all acknowledge. For Polixenes, |
| 112388 | With whom I am accus'd, I do confess |
| 112389 | I lov'd him as in honour he requir'd; |
| 112390 | With such a kind of love as might become |
| 112391 | A lady like me; with a love even such, |
| 112392 | So and no other, as yourself commanded; |
| 112393 | Which not to have done, I think had been i... |
| 112394 | Both disobedience and ingratitude |
| 112395 | To you and toward your friend; whose love ... |
| 112396 | Ever since it could speak, from an infant,... |
| 112397 | That it was yours. Now for conspiracy: |
| 112398 | I know not how it tastes, though it be dis... |
| 112399 | For me to try how; all I know of it |
| 112400 | Is that Camillo was an honest man; |
| 112401 | And why he left your court, the gods thems... |
| 112402 | Wotting no more than I, are ignorant. |
| 112403 | LEONTES. You knew of his departure, as you know |
| 112404 | What you have underta'en to do in's absence. |
| 112405 | HERMIONE. Sir, |
| 112406 | You speak a language that I understand not. |
| 112407 | My life stands in the level of your dreams, |
| 112408 | Which I'll lay down. |
| 112409 | LEONTES. Your actions are my dreams. |
| 112410 | You had a bastard by Polixenes, |
| 112411 | And I but dream'd it. As you were past all... |
| 112412 | Those of your fact are so- so past all truth; |
| 112413 | Which to deny concerns more than avails; f... |
| 112414 | Thy brat hath been cast out, like to itself, |
| 112415 | No father owning it- which is indeed |
| 112416 | More criminal in thee than it- so thou |
| 112417 | Shalt feel our justice; in whose easiest p... |
| 112418 | Look for no less than death. |
| 112419 | HERMIONE. Sir, spare your threats. |
| 112420 | The bug which you would fright me with I s... |
| 112421 | To me can life be no commodity. |
| 112422 | The crown and comfort of my life, your fav... |
| 112423 | I do give lost, for I do feel it gone, |
| 112424 | But know not how it went; my second joy |
| 112425 | And first fruits of my body, from his pres... |
| 112426 | I am barr'd, like one infectious; my third... |
| 112427 | Starr'd most unluckily, is from my breast- |
| 112428 | The innocent milk in it most innocent mouth- |
| 112429 | Hal'd out to murder; myself on every post |
| 112430 | Proclaim'd a strumpet; with immodest hatred |
| 112431 | The child-bed privilege denied, which 'longs |
| 112432 | To women of all fashion; lastly, hurried |
| 112433 | Here to this place, i' th' open air, before |
| 112434 | I have got strength of limit. Now, my liege, |
| 112435 | Tell me what blessings I have here alive |
| 112436 | That I should fear to die. Therefore proceed. |
| 112437 | But yet hear this- mistake me not: no life, |
| 112438 | I prize it not a straw, but for mine honour |
| 112439 | Which I would free- if I shall be condemn'd |
| 112440 | Upon surmises, all proofs sleeping else |
| 112441 | But what your jealousies awake, I tell you |
| 112442 | 'Tis rigour, and not law. Your honours all, |
| 112443 | I do refer me to the oracle: |
| 112444 | Apollo be my judge! |
| 112445 | FIRST LORD. This your request |
| 112446 | Is altogether just. Therefore, bring forth, |
| 112447 | And in Apollo's name, his oracle. |
| 112448 | Exeun... |
| 112449 | HERMIONE. The Emperor of Russia was my father; |
| 112450 | O that he were alive, and here beholding |
| 112451 | His daughter's trial! that he did but see |
| 112452 | The flatness of my misery; yet with eyes |
| 112453 | Of pity, not revenge! |
| 112454 | Re-enter OFFICERS, with CLEOMENES a... |
| 112455 | OFFICER. You here shall swear upon this swor... |
| 112456 | That you, Cleomenes and Dion, have |
| 112457 | Been both at Delphos, and from thence have... |
| 112458 | This seal'd-up oracle, by the hand deliver'd |
| 112459 | Of great Apollo's priest; and that since then |
| 112460 | You have not dar'd to break the holy seal |
| 112461 | Nor read the secrets in't. |
| 112462 | CLEOMENES, DION. All this we swear. |
| 112463 | LEONTES. Break up the seals and read. |
| 112464 | OFFICER. [Reads] 'Hermione is chaste; Poli... |
| 112465 | Camillo a true subject; Leontes a jealous ... |
| 112466 | babe truly begotten; and the King shall li... |
| 112467 | that which is lost be not found.' |
| 112468 | LORDS. Now blessed be the great Apollo! |
| 112469 | HERMIONE. Praised! |
| 112470 | LEONTES. Hast thou read truth? |
| 112471 | OFFICER. Ay, my lord; even so |
| 112472 | As it is here set down. |
| 112473 | LEONTES. There is no truth at all i' th' ora... |
| 112474 | The sessions shall proceed. This is mere f... |
| 112475 | Enter a SERVANT |
| 112476 | SERVANT. My lord the King, the King! |
| 112477 | LEONTES. What is the business? |
| 112478 | SERVANT. O sir, I shall be hated to report it: |
| 112479 | The Prince your son, with mere conceit and... |
| 112480 | Of the Queen's speed, is gone. |
| 112481 | LEONTES. How! Gone? |
| 112482 | SERVANT. Is dead. |
| 112483 | LEONTES. Apollo's angry; and the heavens the... |
| 112484 | Do strike at my injustice. ... |
| 112485 | How now, there! |
| 112486 | PAULINA. This news is mortal to the Queen. L... |
| 112487 | And see what death is doing. |
| 112488 | LEONTES. Take her hence. |
| 112489 | Her heart is but o'ercharg'd; she will rec... |
| 112490 | I have too much believ'd mine own suspicion. |
| 112491 | Beseech you tenderly apply to her |
| 112492 | Some remedies for life. |
| 112493 | Exeunt PAULINA and LA... |
| 112494 | Apollo, pardon |
| 112495 | My great profaneness 'gainst thine oracle. |
| 112496 | I'll reconcile me to Polixenes, |
| 112497 | New woo my queen, recall the good Camillo- |
| 112498 | Whom I proclaim a man of truth, of mercy. |
| 112499 | For, being transported by my jealousies |
| 112500 | To bloody thoughts and to revenge, I chose |
| 112501 | Camillo for the minister to poison |
| 112502 | My friend Polixenes; which had been done |
| 112503 | But that the good mind of Camillo tardied |
| 112504 | My swift command, though I with death and ... |
| 112505 | Reward did threaten and encourage him, |
| 112506 | Not doing it and being done. He, most humane |
| 112507 | And fill'd with honour, to my kingly guest |
| 112508 | Unclasp'd my practice, quit his fortunes h... |
| 112509 | Which you knew great, and to the certain h... |
| 112510 | Of all incertainties himself commended, |
| 112511 | No richer than his honour. How he glisters |
| 112512 | Thorough my rust! And how his piety |
| 112513 | Does my deeds make the blacker! |
| 112514 | Re-enter PAULINA |
| 112515 | PAULINA. Woe the while! |
| 112516 | O, cut my lace, lest my heart, cracking it, |
| 112517 | Break too! |
| 112518 | FIRST LORD. What fit is this, good lady? |
| 112519 | PAULINA. What studied torments, tyrant, hast... |
| 112520 | What wheels, racks, fires? what flaying, b... |
| 112521 | In leads or oils? What old or newer torture |
| 112522 | Must I receive, whose every word deserves |
| 112523 | To taste of thy most worst? Thy tyranny |
| 112524 | Together working with thy jealousies, |
| 112525 | Fancies too weak for boys, too green and idle |
| 112526 | For girls of nine- O, think what they have... |
| 112527 | And then run mad indeed, stark mad; for all |
| 112528 | Thy by-gone fooleries were but spices of it. |
| 112529 | That thou betray'dst Polixenes, 'twas noth... |
| 112530 | That did but show thee, of a fool, inconst... |
| 112531 | And damnable ingrateful. Nor was't much |
| 112532 | Thou wouldst have poison'd good Camillo's ... |
| 112533 | To have him kill a king- poor trespasses, |
| 112534 | More monstrous standing by; whereof I reckon |
| 112535 | The casting forth to crows thy baby daughter |
| 112536 | To be or none or little, though a devil |
| 112537 | Would have shed water out of fire ere done't; |
| 112538 | Nor is't directly laid to thee, the death |
| 112539 | Of the young Prince, whose honourable thou... |
| 112540 | Thoughts high for one so tender- cleft the... |
| 112541 | That could conceive a gross and foolish sire |
| 112542 | Blemish'd his gracious dam. This is not, no, |
| 112543 | Laid to thy answer; but the last- O lords, |
| 112544 | When I have said, cry 'Woe!'- the Queen, t... |
| 112545 | The sweet'st, dear'st creature's dead; and... |
| 112546 | For't not dropp'd down yet. |
| 112547 | FIRST LORD. The higher pow'rs forbid! |
| 112548 | PAULINA. I say she's dead; I'll swear't. If ... |
| 112549 | Prevail not, go and see. If you can bring |
| 112550 | Tincture or lustre in her lip, her eye, |
| 112551 | Heat outwardly or breath within, I'll serv... |
| 112552 | As I would do the gods. But, O thou tyrant! |
| 112553 | Do not repent these things, for they are h... |
| 112554 | Than all thy woes can stir; therefore beta... |
| 112555 | To nothing but despair. A thousand knees |
| 112556 | Ten thousand years together, naked, fasting, |
| 112557 | Upon a barren mountain, and still winter |
| 112558 | In storm perpetual, could not move the gods |
| 112559 | To look that way thou wert. |
| 112560 | LEONTES. Go on, go on. |
| 112561 | Thou canst not speak too much; I have dese... |
| 112562 | All tongues to talk their bitt'rest. |
| 112563 | FIRST LORD. Say no more; |
| 112564 | Howe'er the business goes, you have made f... |
| 112565 | I' th' boldness of your speech. |
| 112566 | PAULINA. I am sorry for't. |
| 112567 | All faults I make, when I shall come to kn... |
| 112568 | I do repent. Alas, I have show'd too much |
| 112569 | The rashness of a woman! He is touch'd |
| 112570 | To th' noble heart. What's gone and what's... |
| 112571 | Should be past grief. Do not receive affli... |
| 112572 | At my petition; I beseech you, rather |
| 112573 | Let me be punish'd that have minded you |
| 112574 | Of what you should forget. Now, good my li... |
| 112575 | Sir, royal sir, forgive a foolish woman. |
| 112576 | The love I bore your queen- lo, fool again! |
| 112577 | I'll speak of her no more, nor of your chi... |
| 112578 | I'll not remember you of my own lord, |
| 112579 | Who is lost too. Take your patience to you, |
| 112580 | And I'll say nothing. |
| 112581 | LEONTES. Thou didst speak but well |
| 112582 | When most the truth; which I receive much ... |
| 112583 | Than to be pitied of thee. Prithee, bring me |
| 112584 | To the dead bodies of my queen and son. |
| 112585 | One grave shall be for both. Upon them shall |
| 112586 | The causes of their death appear, unto |
| 112587 | Our shame perpetual. Once a day I'll visit |
| 112588 | The chapel where they lie; and tears shed ... |
| 112589 | Shall be my recreation. So long as nature |
| 112590 | Will bear up with this exercise, so long |
| 112591 | I daily vow to use it. Come, and lead me |
| 112592 | To these sorrows. ... |
| 112593 | SCENE III. |
| 112594 | Bohemia. The sea-coast |
| 112595 | Enter ANTIGONUS with the CHILD, and a MARINER |
| 112596 | ANTIGONUS. Thou art perfect then our ship ha... |
| 112597 | The deserts of Bohemia? |
| 112598 | MARINER. Ay, my lord, and fear |
| 112599 | We have landed in ill time; the skies look... |
| 112600 | And threaten present blusters. In my consc... |
| 112601 | The heavens with that we have in hand are ... |
| 112602 | And frown upon 's. |
| 112603 | ANTIGONUS. Their sacred wills be done! Go, g... |
| 112604 | Look to thy bark. I'll not be long before |
| 112605 | I call upon thee. |
| 112606 | MARINER. Make your best haste; and go not |
| 112607 | Too far i' th' land; 'tis like to be loud ... |
| 112608 | Besides, this place is famous for the crea... |
| 112609 | Of prey that keep upon't. |
| 112610 | ANTIGONUS. Go thou away; |
| 112611 | I'll follow instantly. |
| 112612 | MARINER. I am glad at heart |
| 112613 | To be so rid o' th' business. ... |
| 112614 | ANTIGONUS. Come, poor babe. |
| 112615 | I have heard, but not believ'd, the spirit... |
| 112616 | May walk again. If such thing be, thy mother |
| 112617 | Appear'd to me last night; for ne'er was d... |
| 112618 | So like a waking. To me comes a creature, |
| 112619 | Sometimes her head on one side some another- |
| 112620 | I never saw a vessel of like sorrow, |
| 112621 | So fill'd and so becoming; in pure white r... |
| 112622 | Like very sanctity, she did approach |
| 112623 | My cabin where I lay; thrice bow'd before me; |
| 112624 | And, gasping to begin some speech, her eyes |
| 112625 | Became two spouts; the fury spent, anon |
| 112626 | Did this break from her: 'Good Antigonus, |
| 112627 | Since fate, against thy better disposition, |
| 112628 | Hath made thy person for the thrower-out |
| 112629 | Of my poor babe, according to thine oath, |
| 112630 | Places remote enough are in Bohemia, |
| 112631 | There weep, and leave it crying; and, for ... |
| 112632 | Is counted lost for ever, Perdita |
| 112633 | I prithee call't. For this ungentle business, |
| 112634 | Put on thee by my lord, thou ne'er shalt see |
| 112635 | Thy wife Paulina more.' so, with shrieks, |
| 112636 | She melted into air. Affrighted much, |
| 112637 | I did in time collect myself, and thought |
| 112638 | This was so and no slumber. Dreams are toys; |
| 112639 | Yet, for this once, yea, superstitiously, |
| 112640 | I will be squar'd by this. I do believe |
| 112641 | Hermione hath suffer'd death, and that |
| 112642 | Apollo would, this being indeed the issue |
| 112643 | Of King Polixenes, it should here be laid, |
| 112644 | Either for life or death, upon the earth |
| 112645 | Of its right father. Blossom, speed thee w... |
| 112646 | [Layi... |
| 112647 | There lie, and there thy character; there ... |
| 112648 | [Lay... |
| 112649 | Which may, if fortune please, both breed t... |
| 112650 | And still rest thine. The storm begins. Po... |
| 112651 | That for thy mother's fault art thus expos'd |
| 112652 | To loss and what may follow! Weep I cannot, |
| 112653 | But my heart bleeds; and most accurs'd am I |
| 112654 | To be by oath enjoin'd to this. Farewell! |
| 112655 | The day frowns more and more. Thou'rt like... |
| 112656 | A lullaby too rough; I never saw |
| 112657 | The heavens so dim by day. [Noise of hunt... |
| 112658 | clamour! |
| 112659 | Well may I get aboard! This is the chase; |
| 112660 | I am gone for ever. Exit,... |
| 112661 | Enter an old SHEPHERD |
| 112662 | SHEPHERD. I would there were no age between ... |
| 112663 | twenty, or that youth would sleep out the ... |
| 112664 | nothing in the between but getting wenches... |
| 112665 | the ancientry, stealing, fighting- [Horns... |
| 112666 | any but these boil'd brains of nineteen an... |
| 112667 | this weather? They have scar'd away two of... |
| 112668 | fear the wolf will sooner find than the ma... |
| 112669 | have them, 'tis by the sea-side, browsing ... |
| 112670 | be thy will! What have we here? [Taking u... |
| 112671 | on's, a barne! A very pretty barne. A boy ... |
| 112672 | pretty one; a very pretty one- sure, some ... |
| 112673 | bookish, yet I can read waiting-gentlewoma... |
| 112674 | has been some stair-work, some trunk-work,... |
| 112675 | they were warmer that got this than the po... |
| 112676 | take it up for pity; yet I'll tarry till m... |
| 112677 | but even now. Whoa-ho-hoa! |
| 112678 | Enter CLOWN |
| 112679 | CLOWN. Hilloa, loa! |
| 112680 | SHEPHERD. What, art so near? If thou'lt see ... |
| 112681 | thou art dead and rotten, come hither. Wha... |
| 112682 | CLOWN. I have seen two such sights, by sea a... |
| 112683 | not to say it is a sea, for it is now the ... |
| 112684 | firmament and it you cannot thrust a bodki... |
| 112685 | SHEPHERD. Why, boy, how is it? |
| 112686 | CLOWN. I would you did but see how it chafes... |
| 112687 | takes up the shore! But that's not to the ... |
| 112688 | piteous cry of the poor souls! Sometimes t... |
| 112689 | see 'em; now the ship boring the moon with... |
| 112690 | swallowed with yeast and froth, as you'd t... |
| 112691 | hogshead. And then for the land service- t... |
| 112692 | out his shoulder-bone; how he cried to me ... |
| 112693 | name was Antigonus, a nobleman! But to mak... |
| 112694 | to see how the sea flap-dragon'd it; but f... |
| 112695 | souls roared, and the sea mock'd them; and... |
| 112696 | roared, and the bear mock'd him, both roar... |
| 112697 | or weather. |
| 112698 | SHEPHERD. Name of mercy, when was this, boy? |
| 112699 | CLOWN. Now, now; I have not wink'd since I s... |
| 112700 | men are not yet cold under water, nor the ... |
| 112701 | gentleman; he's at it now. |
| 112702 | SHEPHERD. Would I had been by to have help'd... |
| 112703 | CLOWN. I would you had been by the ship-side... |
| 112704 | there your charity would have lack'd footing. |
| 112705 | SHEPHERD. Heavy matters, heavy matters! But ... |
| 112706 | Now bless thyself; thou met'st with things... |
| 112707 | new-born. Here's a sight for thee; look th... |
| 112708 | a squire's child! Look thee here; take up,... |
| 112709 | So, let's see- it was told me I should be ... |
| 112710 | This is some changeling. Open't. What's wi... |
| 112711 | CLOWN. You're a made old man; if the sins of... |
| 112712 | forgiven you, you're well to live. Gold! a... |
| 112713 | SHEPHERD. This is fairy gold, boy, and 'twil... |
| 112714 | keep it close. Home, home, the next way! W... |
| 112715 | to be so still requires nothing but secrec... |
| 112716 | Come, good boy, the next way home. |
| 112717 | CLOWN. Go you the next way with your finding... |
| 112718 | bear be gone from the gentleman, and how m... |
| 112719 | are never curst but when they are hungry. ... |
| 112720 | left, I'll bury it. |
| 112721 | SHEPHERD. That's a good deed. If thou mayest... |
| 112722 | is left of him what he is, fetch me to th'... |
| 112723 | CLOWN. Marry, will I; and you shall help to ... |
| 112724 | SHEPHERD. 'Tis a lucky day, boy; and we'll d... |
| 112725 | ... |
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| 112734 | ACT IV. SCENE I. |
| 112735 | Enter TIME, the CHORUS |
| 112736 | TIME. I, that please some, try all, both joy... |
| 112737 | Of good and bad, that makes and unfolds er... |
| 112738 | Now take upon me, in the name of Time, |
| 112739 | To use my wings. Impute it not a crime |
| 112740 | To me or my swift passage that I slide |
| 112741 | O'er sixteen years, and leave the growth u... |
| 112742 | Of that wide gap, since it is in my pow'r |
| 112743 | To o'erthrow law, and in one self-born hour |
| 112744 | To plant and o'erwhelm custom. Let me pass |
| 112745 | The same I am, ere ancient'st order was |
| 112746 | Or what is now receiv'd. I witness to |
| 112747 | The times that brought them in; so shall I do |
| 112748 | To th' freshest things now reigning, and m... |
| 112749 | The glistering of this present, as my tale |
| 112750 | Now seems to it. Your patience this allowing, |
| 112751 | I turn my glass, and give my scene such gr... |
| 112752 | As you had slept between. Leontes leaving- |
| 112753 | Th' effects of his fond jealousies so grie... |
| 112754 | That he shuts up himself- imagine me, |
| 112755 | Gentle spectators, that I now may be |
| 112756 | In fair Bohemia; and remember well |
| 112757 | I mention'd a son o' th' King's, which Flo... |
| 112758 | I now name to you; and with speed so pace |
| 112759 | To speak of Perdita, now grown in grace |
| 112760 | Equal with wond'ring. What of her ensues |
| 112761 | I list not prophesy; but let Time's news |
| 112762 | Be known when 'tis brought forth. A shephe... |
| 112763 | And what to her adheres, which follows after, |
| 112764 | Is th' argument of Time. Of this allow, |
| 112765 | If ever you have spent time worse ere now; |
| 112766 | If never, yet that Time himself doth say |
| 112767 | He wishes earnestly you never may. ... |
| 112768 | SCENE II. |
| 112769 | Bohemia. The palace of POLIXENES |
| 112770 | Enter POLIXENES and CAMILLO |
| 112771 | POLIXENES. I pray thee, good Camillo, be no ... |
| 112772 | a sickness denying thee anything; a death ... |
| 112773 | CAMILLO. It is fifteen years since I saw my ... |
| 112774 | for the most part been aired abroad, I des... |
| 112775 | there. Besides, the penitent King, my mast... |
| 112776 | to whose feeling sorrows I might be some a... |
| 112777 | think so, which is another spur to my depa... |
| 112778 | POLIXENES. As thou lov'st me, Camillo, wipe ... |
| 112779 | services by leaving me now. The need I hav... |
| 112780 | goodness hath made. Better not to have had... |
| 112781 | thee; thou, having made me businesses whic... |
| 112782 | sufficiently manage, must either stay to e... |
| 112783 | take away with thee the very services thou... |
| 112784 | have not enough considered- as too much I ... |
| 112785 | thankful to thee shall be my study; and my... |
| 112786 | heaping friendships. Of that fatal country... |
| 112787 | speak no more; whose very naming punishes ... |
| 112788 | of that penitent, as thou call'st him, and... |
| 112789 | brother; whose loss of his most precious q... |
| 112790 | even now to be afresh lamented. Say to me,... |
| 112791 | Prince Florizel, my son? Kings are no less... |
| 112792 | not being gracious, than they are in losin... |
| 112793 | approved their virtues. |
| 112794 | CAMILLO. Sir, it is three days since I saw t... |
| 112795 | happier affairs may be are to me unknown; ... |
| 112796 | noted he is of late much retired from cour... |
| 112797 | to his princely exercises than formerly he... |
| 112798 | POLIXENES. I have considered so much, Camill... |
| 112799 | so far that I have eyes under my service w... |
| 112800 | removedness; from whom I have this intelli... |
| 112801 | seldom from the house of a most homely she... |
| 112802 | that from very nothing, and beyond the ima... |
| 112803 | neighbours, is grown into an unspeakable e... |
| 112804 | CAMILLO. I have heard, sir, of such a man, w... |
| 112805 | most rare note. The report of her is exten... |
| 112806 | thought to begin from such a cottage. |
| 112807 | POLIXENES. That's likewise part of my intell... |
| 112808 | angle that plucks our son thither. Thou sh... |
| 112809 | place; where we will, not appearing what w... |
| 112810 | question with the shepherd; from whose sim... |
| 112811 | uneasy to get the cause of my son's resort... |
| 112812 | present partner in this business, and lay ... |
| 112813 | Sicilia. |
| 112814 | CAMILLO. I willingly obey your command. |
| 112815 | POLIXENES. My best Camillo! We must disguise... |
| 112816 | ... |
| 112817 | SCENE III. |
| 112818 | Bohemia. A road near the SHEPHERD'S cottage |
| 112819 | Enter AUTOLYCUS, singing |
| 112820 | When daffodils begin to peer, |
| 112821 | With heigh! the doxy over the dale, |
| 112822 | Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year, |
| 112823 | For the red blood reigns in the winter... |
| 112824 | The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, |
| 112825 | With heigh! the sweet birds, O, how th... |
| 112826 | Doth set my pugging tooth on edge, |
| 112827 | For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. |
| 112828 | The lark, that tirra-lirra chants, |
| 112829 | With heigh! with heigh! the thrush and... |
| 112830 | Are summer songs for me and my aunts, |
| 112831 | While we lie tumbling in the hay. |
| 112832 | I have serv'd Prince Florizel, and in my t... |
| 112833 | but now I am out of service. |
| 112834 | But shall I go mourn for that, my dear? |
| 112835 | The pale moon shines by night; |
| 112836 | And when I wander here and there, |
| 112837 | I then do most go right. |
| 112838 | If tinkers may have leave to live, |
| 112839 | And bear the sow-skin budget, |
| 112840 | Then my account I well may give |
| 112841 | And in the stocks avouch it. |
| 112842 | My traffic is sheets; when the kite builds... |
| 112843 | My father nam'd me Autolycus; who, being, ... |
| 112844 | Mercury, was likewise a snapper-up of unco... |
| 112845 | die and drab I purchas'd this caparison; a... |
| 112846 | silly-cheat. Gallows and knock are too pow... |
| 112847 | beating and hanging are terrors to me; for... |
| 112848 | sleep out the thought of it. A prize! a pr... |
| 112849 | Enter CLOWN |
| 112850 | CLOWN. Let me see: every 'leven wether tods;... |
| 112851 | and odd shilling; fifteen hundred shorn, w... |
| 112852 | AUTOLYCUS. [Aside] If the springe hold, th... |
| 112853 | CLOWN. I cannot do 't without counters. Let ... |
| 112854 | buy for our sheep-shearing feast? Three po... |
| 112855 | pound of currants, rice- what will this si... |
| 112856 | rice? But my father hath made her mistress... |
| 112857 | lays it on. She hath made me four and twen... |
| 112858 | shearers- three-man song-men all, and very... |
| 112859 | are most of them means and bases; but one ... |
| 112860 | and he sings psalms to hornpipes. I must h... |
| 112861 | the warden pies; mace; dates- none, that's... |
| 112862 | nutmegs, seven; race or two of ginger, but... |
| 112863 | pound of prunes, and as many of raisins o'... |
| 112864 | AUTOLYCUS. [Grovelling on the ground] O th... |
| 112865 | CLOWN. I' th' name of me! |
| 112866 | AUTOLYCUS. O, help me, help me! Pluck but of... |
| 112867 | death, death! |
| 112868 | CLOWN. Alack, poor soul! thou hast need of m... |
| 112869 | thee, rather than have these off. |
| 112870 | AUTOLYCUS. O sir, the loathsomeness of them ... |
| 112871 | stripes I have received, which are mighty ... |
| 112872 | CLOWN. Alas, poor man! a million of beating ... |
| 112873 | matter. |
| 112874 | AUTOLYCUS. I am robb'd, sir, and beaten; my ... |
| 112875 | from me, and these detestable things put u... |
| 112876 | CLOWN. What, by a horseman or a footman? |
| 112877 | AUTOLYCUS. A footman, sweet sir, a footman. |
| 112878 | CLOWN. Indeed, he should be a footman, by th... |
| 112879 | with thee; if this be a horseman's coat, i... |
| 112880 | service. Lend me thy hand, I'll help thee.... |
| 112881 | hand. ... |
| 112882 | AUTOLYCUS. O, good sir, tenderly, O! |
| 112883 | CLOWN. Alas, poor soul! |
| 112884 | AUTOLYCUS. O, good sir, softly, good sir; I ... |
| 112885 | blade is out. |
| 112886 | CLOWN. How now! Canst stand? |
| 112887 | AUTOLYCUS. Softly, dear sir [Picks his pock... |
| 112888 | You ha' done me a charitable office. |
| 112889 | CLOWN. Dost lack any money? I have a little ... |
| 112890 | AUTOLYCUS. No, good sweet sir; no, I beseech... |
| 112891 | kinsman not past three quarters of a mile ... |
| 112892 | going; I shall there have money or anythin... |
| 112893 | money, I pray you; that kills my heart. |
| 112894 | CLOWN. What manner of fellow was he that rob... |
| 112895 | AUTOLYCUS. A fellow, sir, that I have known ... |
| 112896 | troll-my-dames; I knew him once a servant ... |
| 112897 | tell, good sir, for which of his virtues i... |
| 112898 | certainly whipt out of the court. |
| 112899 | CLOWN. His vices, you would say; there's no ... |
| 112900 | court. They cherish it to make it stay the... |
| 112901 | more but abide. |
| 112902 | AUTOLYCUS. Vices, I would say, sir. I know t... |
| 112903 | been since an ape-bearer; then a process-s... |
| 112904 | he compass'd a motion of the Prodigal Son,... |
| 112905 | wife within a mile where my land and livin... |
| 112906 | flown over many knavish professions, he se... |
| 112907 | Some call him Autolycus. |
| 112908 | CLOWN. Out upon him! prig, for my life, prig... |
| 112909 | fairs, and bear-baitings. |
| 112910 | AUTOLYCUS. Very true, sir; he, sir, he; that... |
| 112911 | me into this apparel. |
| 112912 | CLOWN. Not a more cowardly rogue in all Bohe... |
| 112913 | look'd big and spit at him, he'd have run. |
| 112914 | AUTOLYCUS. I must confess to you, sir, I am ... |
| 112915 | of heart that way, and that he knew, I war... |
| 112916 | CLOWN. How do you now? |
| 112917 | AUTOLYCUS. Sweet sir, much better than I was... |
| 112918 | I will even take my leave of you and pace ... |
| 112919 | kinsman's. |
| 112920 | CLOWN. Shall I bring thee on the way? |
| 112921 | AUTOLYCUS. No, good-fac'd sir; no, sweet sir. |
| 112922 | CLOWN. Then fare thee well. I must go buy sp... |
| 112923 | sheep-shearing. |
| 112924 | AUTOLYCUS. Prosper you, sweet sir! ... |
| 112925 | Your purse is not hot enough to purchase y... |
| 112926 | you at your sheep-shearing too. If I make ... |
| 112927 | out another, and the shearers prove sheep,... |
| 112928 | and my name put in the book of virtue! |
| 112929 | ... |
| 112930 | Jog on, jog on, the footpath way, |
| 112931 | And merrily hent the stile-a; |
| 112932 | A merry heart goes all the day, |
| 112933 | Your sad tires in a mile-a. ... |
| 112934 | SCENE IV. |
| 112935 | Bohemia. The SHEPHERD'S cottage |
| 112936 | Enter FLORIZEL and PERDITA |
| 112937 | FLORIZEL. These your unusual weeds to each p... |
| 112938 | Do give a life- no shepherdess, but Flora |
| 112939 | Peering in April's front. This your sheep-... |
| 112940 | Is as a meeting of the petty gods, |
| 112941 | And you the Queen on't. |
| 112942 | PERDITA. Sir, my gracious lord, |
| 112943 | To chide at your extremes it not becomes me- |
| 112944 | O, pardon that I name them! Your high self, |
| 112945 | The gracious mark o' th' land, you have ob... |
| 112946 | With a swain's wearing; and me, poor lowly... |
| 112947 | Most goddess-like prank'd up. But that our... |
| 112948 | In every mess have folly, and the feeders |
| 112949 | Digest it with a custom, I should blush |
| 112950 | To see you so attir'd; swoon, I think, |
| 112951 | To show myself a glass. |
| 112952 | FLORIZEL. I bless the time |
| 112953 | When my good falcon made her flight across |
| 112954 | Thy father's ground. |
| 112955 | PERDITA. Now Jove afford you cause! |
| 112956 | To me the difference forges dread; your gr... |
| 112957 | Hath not been us'd to fear. Even now I tre... |
| 112958 | To think your father, by some accident, |
| 112959 | Should pass this way, as you did. O, the F... |
| 112960 | How would he look to see his work, so noble, |
| 112961 | Vilely bound up? What would he say? Or how |
| 112962 | Should I, in these my borrowed flaunts, be... |
| 112963 | The sternness of his presence? |
| 112964 | FLORIZEL. Apprehend |
| 112965 | Nothing but jollity. The gods themselves, |
| 112966 | Humbling their deities to love, have taken |
| 112967 | The shapes of beasts upon them: Jupiter |
| 112968 | Became a bull and bellow'd; the green Neptune |
| 112969 | A ram and bleated; and the fire-rob'd god, |
| 112970 | Golden Apollo, a poor humble swain, |
| 112971 | As I seem now. Their transformations |
| 112972 | Were never for a piece of beauty rarer, |
| 112973 | Nor in a way so chaste, since my desires |
| 112974 | Run not before mine honour, nor my lusts |
| 112975 | Burn hotter than my faith. |
| 112976 | PERDITA. O, but, sir, |
| 112977 | Your resolution cannot hold when 'tis |
| 112978 | Oppos'd, as it must be, by th' pow'r of th... |
| 112979 | One of these two must be necessities, |
| 112980 | Which then will speak, that you must chang... |
| 112981 | Or I my life. |
| 112982 | FLORIZEL. Thou dearest Perdita, |
| 112983 | With these forc'd thoughts, I prithee, dar... |
| 112984 | The mirth o' th' feast. Or I'll be thine, ... |
| 112985 | Or not my father's; for I cannot be |
| 112986 | Mine own, nor anything to any, if |
| 112987 | I be not thine. To this I am most constant, |
| 112988 | Though destiny say no. Be merry, gentle; |
| 112989 | Strangle such thoughts as these with any t... |
| 112990 | That you behold the while. Your guests are... |
| 112991 | Lift up your countenance, as it were the day |
| 112992 | Of celebration of that nuptial which |
| 112993 | We two have sworn shall come. |
| 112994 | PERDITA. O Lady Fortune, |
| 112995 | Stand you auspicious! |
| 112996 | FLORIZEL. See, your guests approach. |
| 112997 | Address yourself to entertain them sprightly, |
| 112998 | And let's be red with mirth. |
| 112999 | Enter SHEPHERD, with POLIXENES and CAM... |
| 113000 | CLOWN, MOPSA, DORCAS, with OT... |
| 113001 | SHEPHERD. Fie, daughter! When my old wife li... |
| 113002 | This day she was both pantler, butler, cook; |
| 113003 | Both dame and servant; welcom'd all; serv'... |
| 113004 | Would sing her song and dance her turn; no... |
| 113005 | At upper end o' th' table, now i' th' middle; |
| 113006 | On his shoulder, and his; her face o' fire |
| 113007 | With labour, and the thing she took to que... |
| 113008 | She would to each one sip. You are retired, |
| 113009 | As if you were a feasted one, and not |
| 113010 | The hostess of the meeting. Pray you bid |
| 113011 | These unknown friends to's welcome, for it... |
| 113012 | A way to make us better friends, more known. |
| 113013 | Come, quench your blushes, and present you... |
| 113014 | That which you are, Mistress o' th' Feast.... |
| 113015 | And bid us welcome to your sheep-shearing, |
| 113016 | As your good flock shall prosper. |
| 113017 | PERDITA. [To POLIXENES] Sir, welcome. |
| 113018 | It is my father's will I should take on me |
| 113019 | The hostess-ship o' th' day. [To CAMILLO] |
| 113020 | You're welcome, sir. |
| 113021 | Give me those flow'rs there, Dorcas. Rever... |
| 113022 | For you there's rosemary and rue; these keep |
| 113023 | Seeming and savour all the winter long. |
| 113024 | Grace and remembrance be to you both! |
| 113025 | And welcome to our shearing. |
| 113026 | POLIXENES. Shepherdess- |
| 113027 | A fair one are you- well you fit our ages |
| 113028 | With flow'rs of winter. |
| 113029 | PERDITA. Sir, the year growing ancient, |
| 113030 | Not yet on summer's death nor on the birth |
| 113031 | Of trembling winter, the fairest flow'rs o... |
| 113032 | Are our carnations and streak'd gillyvors, |
| 113033 | Which some call nature's bastards. Of that... |
| 113034 | Our rustic garden's barren; and I care not |
| 113035 | To get slips of them. |
| 113036 | POLIXENES. Wherefore, gentle maiden, |
| 113037 | Do you neglect them? |
| 113038 | PERDITA. For I have heard it said |
| 113039 | There is an art which in their piedness sh... |
| 113040 | With great creating nature. |
| 113041 | POLIXENES. Say there be; |
| 113042 | Yet nature is made better by no mean |
| 113043 | But nature makes that mean; so over that art |
| 113044 | Which you say adds to nature, is an art |
| 113045 | That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we... |
| 113046 | A gentler scion to the wildest stock, |
| 113047 | And make conceive a bark of baser kind |
| 113048 | By bud of nobler race. This is an art |
| 113049 | Which does mend nature- change it rather; but |
| 113050 | The art itself is nature. |
| 113051 | PERDITA. So it is. |
| 113052 | POLIXENES. Then make your garden rich in gil... |
| 113053 | And do not call them bastards. |
| 113054 | PERDITA. I'll not put |
| 113055 | The dibble in earth to set one slip of them; |
| 113056 | No more than were I painted I would wish |
| 113057 | This youth should say 'twere well, and onl... |
| 113058 | Desire to breed by me. Here's flow'rs for ... |
| 113059 | Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram; |
| 113060 | The marigold, that goes to bed wi' th' sun, |
| 113061 | And with him rises weeping; these are flow'rs |
| 113062 | Of middle summer, and I think they are given |
| 113063 | To men of middle age. Y'are very welcome. |
| 113064 | CAMILLO. I should leave grazing, were I of y... |
| 113065 | And only live by gazing. |
| 113066 | PERDITA. Out, alas! |
| 113067 | You'd be so lean that blasts of January |
| 113068 | Would blow you through and through. Now, m... |
| 113069 | I would I had some flow'rs o' th' spring t... |
| 113070 | Become your time of day- and yours, and yo... |
| 113071 | That wear upon your virgin branches yet |
| 113072 | Your maidenheads growing. O Proserpina, |
| 113073 | From the flowers now that, frighted, thou ... |
| 113074 | From Dis's waggon!- daffodils, |
| 113075 | That come before the swallow dares, and take |
| 113076 | The winds of March with beauty; violets, dim |
| 113077 | But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes |
| 113078 | Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, |
| 113079 | That die unmarried ere they can behold |
| 113080 | Bright Phoebus in his strength- a malady |
| 113081 | Most incident to maids; bold oxlips, and |
| 113082 | The crown-imperial; lilies of all kinds, |
| 113083 | The flow'r-de-luce being one. O, these I lack |
| 113084 | To make you garlands of, and my sweet friend |
| 113085 | To strew him o'er and o'er! |
| 113086 | FLORIZEL. What, like a corse? |
| 113087 | PERDITA. No; like a bank for love to lie and... |
| 113088 | Not like a corse; or if- not to be buried, |
| 113089 | But quick, and in mine arms. Come, take yo... |
| 113090 | Methinks I play as I have seen them do |
| 113091 | In Whitsun pastorals. Sure, this robe of m... |
| 113092 | Does change my disposition. |
| 113093 | FLORIZEL. What you do |
| 113094 | Still betters what is done. When you speak... |
| 113095 | I'd have you do it ever. When you sing, |
| 113096 | I'd have you buy and sell so; so give alms; |
| 113097 | Pray so; and, for the ord'ring your affairs, |
| 113098 | To sing them too. When you do dance, I wis... |
| 113099 | A wave o' th' sea, that you might ever do |
| 113100 | Nothing but that; move still, still so, |
| 113101 | And own no other function. Each your doing, |
| 113102 | So singular in each particular, |
| 113103 | Crowns what you are doing in the present d... |
| 113104 | That all your acts are queens. |
| 113105 | PERDITA. O Doricles, |
| 113106 | Your praises are too large. But that your ... |
| 113107 | And the true blood which peeps fairly thro... |
| 113108 | Do plainly give you out an unstain'd sheph... |
| 113109 | With wisdom I might fear, my Doricles, |
| 113110 | You woo'd me the false way. |
| 113111 | FLORIZEL. I think you have |
| 113112 | As little skill to fear as I have purpose |
| 113113 | To put you to't. But, come; our dance, I p... |
| 113114 | Your hand, my Perdita; so turtles pair |
| 113115 | That never mean to part. |
| 113116 | PERDITA. I'll swear for 'em. |
| 113117 | POLIXENES. This is the prettiest low-born la... |
| 113118 | Ran on the green-sward; nothing she does o... |
| 113119 | But smacks of something greater than herself, |
| 113120 | Too noble for this place. |
| 113121 | CAMILLO. He tells her something |
| 113122 | That makes her blood look out. Good sooth,... |
| 113123 | The queen of curds and cream. |
| 113124 | CLOWN. Come on, strike up. |
| 113125 | DORCAS. Mopsa must be your mistress; marry, ... |
| 113126 | To mend her kissing with! |
| 113127 | MOPSA. Now, in good time! |
| 113128 | CLOWN. Not a word, a word; we stand upon our... |
| 113129 | Come, strike up. ... |
| 113130 | Here a dance Of SHEPHERDS and SHEPHE... |
| 113131 | POLIXENES. Pray, good shepherd, what fair sw... |
| 113132 | Which dances with your daughter? |
| 113133 | SHEPHERD. They call him Doricles, and boasts... |
| 113134 | To have a worthy feeding; but I have it |
| 113135 | Upon his own report, and I believe it: |
| 113136 | He looks like sooth. He says he loves my d... |
| 113137 | I think so too; for never gaz'd the moon |
| 113138 | Upon the water as he'll stand and read, |
| 113139 | As 'twere my daughter's eyes; and, to be p... |
| 113140 | I think there is not half a kiss to choose |
| 113141 | Who loves another best. |
| 113142 | POLIXENES. She dances featly. |
| 113143 | SHEPHERD. So she does any thing; though I re... |
| 113144 | That should be silent. If young Doricles |
| 113145 | Do light upon her, she shall bring him that |
| 113146 | Which he not dreams of. |
| 113147 | Enter a SERVANT |
| 113148 | SERVANT. O master, if you did but hear the p... |
| 113149 | would never dance again after a tabor and ... |
| 113150 | could not move you. He sings several tunes... |
| 113151 | tell money; he utters them as he had eaten... |
| 113152 | ears grew to his tunes. |
| 113153 | CLOWN. He could never come better; he shall ... |
| 113154 | ballad but even too well, if it be doleful... |
| 113155 | down, or a very pleasant thing indeed and ... |
| 113156 | SERVANT. He hath songs for man or woman of a... |
| 113157 | can so fit his customers with gloves. He h... |
| 113158 | love-songs for maids; so without bawdry, w... |
| 113159 | such delicate burdens of dildos and fading... |
| 113160 | her'; and where some stretch-mouth'd rasca... |
| 113161 | mean mischief, and break a foul gap into t... |
| 113162 | maid to answer 'Whoop, do me no harm, good... |
| 113163 | slights him, with 'Whoop, do me no harm, g... |
| 113164 | POLIXENES. This is a brave fellow. |
| 113165 | CLOWN. Believe me, thou talkest of an admira... |
| 113166 | Has he any unbraided wares? |
| 113167 | SERVANT. He hath ribbons of all the colours ... |
| 113168 | more than all the lawyers in Bohemia can l... |
| 113169 | they come to him by th' gross; inkles, cad... |
| 113170 | lawns. Why he sings 'em over as they were ... |
| 113171 | would think a smock were she-angel, he so ... |
| 113172 | sleeve-hand and the work about the square ... |
| 113173 | CLOWN. Prithee bring him in; and let him app... |
| 113174 | PERDITA. Forewarn him that he use no scurril... |
| 113175 | ... |
| 113176 | CLOWN. You have of these pedlars that have m... |
| 113177 | think, sister. |
| 113178 | PERDITA. Ay, good brother, or go about to th... |
| 113179 | Enter AUTOLYCUS, Singing |
| 113180 | Lawn as white as driven snow; |
| 113181 | Cypress black as e'er was crow; |
| 113182 | Gloves as sweet as damask roses; |
| 113183 | Masks for faces and for noses; |
| 113184 | Bugle bracelet, necklace amber, |
| 113185 | Perfume for a lady's chamber; |
| 113186 | Golden quoifs and stomachers, |
| 113187 | For my lads to give their dears; |
| 113188 | Pins and poking-sticks of steel- |
| 113189 | What maids lack from head to heel. |
| 113190 | Come, buy of me, come; come buy, co... |
| 113191 | Buy, lads, or else your lasses cry. |
| 113192 | Come, buy. |
| 113193 | CLOWN. If I were not in love with Mopsa, tho... |
| 113194 | money of me; but being enthrall'd as I am,... |
| 113195 | bondage of certain ribbons and gloves. |
| 113196 | MOPSA. I was promis'd them against the feast... |
| 113197 | late now. |
| 113198 | DORCAS. He hath promis'd you more than that,... |
| 113199 | MOPSA. He hath paid you all he promis'd you.... |
| 113200 | more, which will shame you to give him again. |
| 113201 | CLOWN. Is there no manners left among maids?... |
| 113202 | plackets where they should bear their face... |
| 113203 | milking-time, when you are going to bed, o... |
| 113204 | off these secrets, but you must be tittle-... |
| 113205 | guests? 'Tis well they are whisp'ring. Cla... |
| 113206 | not a word more. |
| 113207 | MOPSA. I have done. Come, you promis'd me a ... |
| 113208 | of sweet gloves. |
| 113209 | CLOWN. Have I not told thee how I was cozen'... |
| 113210 | all my money? |
| 113211 | AUTOLYCUS. And indeed, sir, there are cozene... |
| 113212 | behoves men to be wary. |
| 113213 | CLOWN. Fear not thou, man; thou shalt lose n... |
| 113214 | AUTOLYCUS. I hope so, sir; for I have about ... |
| 113215 | charge. |
| 113216 | CLOWN. What hast here? Ballads? |
| 113217 | MOPSA. Pray now, buy some. I love a ballad i... |
| 113218 | then we are sure they are true. |
| 113219 | AUTOLYCUS. Here's one to a very doleful tune... |
| 113220 | was brought to bed of twenty money-bags at... |
| 113221 | long'd to eat adders' heads and toads carb... |
| 113222 | MOPSA. Is it true, think you? |
| 113223 | AUTOLYCUS. Very true, and but a month old. |
| 113224 | DORCAS. Bless me from marrying a usurer! |
| 113225 | AUTOLYCUS. Here's the midwife's name to't, o... |
| 113226 | and five or six honest wives that were pre... |
| 113227 | carry lies abroad? |
| 113228 | MOPSA. Pray you now, buy it. |
| 113229 | CLOWN. Come on, lay it by; and let's first s... |
| 113230 | buy the other things anon. |
| 113231 | AUTOLYCUS. Here's another ballad, of a fish ... |
| 113232 | coast on Wednesday the fourscore of April,... |
| 113233 | above water, and sung this ballad against ... |
| 113234 | maids. It was thought she was a woman, and... |
| 113235 | fish for she would not exchange flesh with... |
| 113236 | The ballad is very pitiful, and as true. |
| 113237 | DORCAS. Is it true too, think you? |
| 113238 | AUTOLYCUS. Five justices' hands at it; and w... |
| 113239 | pack will hold. |
| 113240 | CLOWN. Lay it by too. Another. |
| 113241 | AUTOLYCUS. This is a merry ballad, but a ver... |
| 113242 | MOPSA. Let's have some merry ones. |
| 113243 | AUTOLYCUS. Why, this is a passing merry one,... |
| 113244 | of 'Two maids wooing a man.' There's scarc... |
| 113245 | she sings it; 'tis in request, I can tell ... |
| 113246 | MOPSA. can both sing it. If thou'lt bear a p... |
| 113247 | 'tis in three parts. |
| 113248 | DORCAS. We had the tune on't a month ago. |
| 113249 | AUTOLYCUS. I can bear my part; you must know... |
| 113250 | Have at it with you. |
| 113251 | SONG |
| 113252 | AUTOLYCUS. Get you hence, for I must go |
| 113253 | Where it fits not you to know. |
| 113254 | DORCAS. Whither? |
| 113255 | MOPSA. O, whither? |
| 113256 | DORCAS. Whither? |
| 113257 | MOPSA. It becomes thy oath full well |
| 113258 | Thou to me thy secrets tell. |
| 113259 | DORCAS. Me too! Let me go thither |
| 113260 | MOPSA. Or thou goest to th' grange or mill. |
| 113261 | DORCAS. If to either, thou dost ill. |
| 113262 | AUTOLYCUS. Neither. |
| 113263 | DORCAS. What, neither? |
| 113264 | AUTOLYCUS. Neither. |
| 113265 | DORCAS. Thou hast sworn my love to be. |
| 113266 | MOPSA. Thou hast sworn it more to me. |
| 113267 | Then whither goest? Say, whither? |
| 113268 | CLOWN. We'll have this song out anon by ours... |
| 113269 | the gentlemen are in sad talk, and we'll n... |
| 113270 | bring away thy pack after me. Wenches, I'l... |
| 113271 | Pedlar, let's have the first choice. Follo... |
| 113272 | Exit wit... |
| 113273 | AUTOLYCUS. And you shall pay well for 'em. |
| 113274 | Exit ... |
| 113275 | Will you buy any tape, |
| 113276 | Or lace for your cape, |
| 113277 | My dainty duck, my dear-a? |
| 113278 | Any silk, any thread, |
| 113279 | Any toys for your head, |
| 113280 | Of the new'st and fin'st, fin'st we... |
| 113281 | Come to the pedlar; |
| 113282 | Money's a meddler |
| 113283 | That doth utter all men's ware-a. |
| 113284 | Re-enter SERVANT |
| 113285 | SERVANT. Master, there is three carters, thr... |
| 113286 | neat-herds, three swineherds, that have ma... |
| 113287 | of hair; they call themselves Saltiers, an... |
| 113288 | the wenches say is a gallimaufry of gambol... |
| 113289 | in't; but they themselves are o' th' mind,... |
| 113290 | for some that know little but bowling, it ... |
| 113291 | plentifully. |
| 113292 | SHEPHERD. Away! We'll none on't; here has be... |
| 113293 | foolery already. I know, sir, we weary you. |
| 113294 | POLIXENES. You weary those that refresh us. ... |
| 113295 | four threes of herdsmen. |
| 113296 | SERVANT. One three of them, by their own rep... |
| 113297 | before the King; and not the worst of the ... |
| 113298 | foot and a half by th' squier. |
| 113299 | SHEPHERD. Leave your prating; since these go... |
| 113300 | them come in; but quickly now. |
| 113301 | SERVANT. Why, they stay at door, sir. ... |
| 113302 | Here a dance of twelve SATYRS |
| 113303 | POLIXENES. [To SHEPHERD] O, father, you'll... |
| 113304 | hereafter. |
| 113305 | [To CAMILLO] Is it not too far gone? 'Tis... |
| 113306 | He's simple and tells much. [To FLORIZEL]... |
| 113307 | shepherd! |
| 113308 | Your heart is full of something that does ... |
| 113309 | Your mind from feasting. Sooth, when I was... |
| 113310 | And handed love as you do, I was wont |
| 113311 | To load my she with knacks; I would have r... |
| 113312 | The pedlar's silken treasury and have pour... |
| 113313 | To her acceptance: you have let him go |
| 113314 | And nothing marted with him. If your lass |
| 113315 | Interpretation should abuse and call this |
| 113316 | Your lack of love or bounty, you were stra... |
| 113317 | For a reply, at least if you make a care |
| 113318 | Of happy holding her. |
| 113319 | FLORIZEL. Old sir, I know |
| 113320 | She prizes not such trifles as these are. |
| 113321 | The gifts she looks from me are pack'd and... |
| 113322 | Up in my heart, which I have given already, |
| 113323 | But not deliver'd. O, hear me breathe my life |
| 113324 | Before this ancient sir, whom, it should s... |
| 113325 | Hath sometime lov'd. I take thy hand- this... |
| 113326 | As soft as dove's down and as white as it, |
| 113327 | Or Ethiopian's tooth, or the fann'd snow t... |
| 113328 | By th' northern blasts twice o'er. |
| 113329 | POLIXENES. What follows this? |
| 113330 | How prettily the young swain seems to wash |
| 113331 | The hand was fair before! I have put you out. |
| 113332 | But to your protestation; let me hear |
| 113333 | What you profess. |
| 113334 | FLORIZEL. Do, and be witness to't. |
| 113335 | POLIXENES. And this my neighbour too? |
| 113336 | FLORIZEL. And he, and more |
| 113337 | Than he, and men- the earth, the heavens, ... |
| 113338 | That, were I crown'd the most imperial mon... |
| 113339 | Thereof most worthy, were I the fairest youth |
| 113340 | That ever made eye swerve, had force and k... |
| 113341 | More than was ever man's, I would not priz... |
| 113342 | Without her love; for her employ them all; |
| 113343 | Commend them and condemn them to her service |
| 113344 | Or to their own perdition. |
| 113345 | POLIXENES. Fairly offer'd. |
| 113346 | CAMILLO. This shows a sound affection. |
| 113347 | SHEPHERD. But, my daughter, |
| 113348 | Say you the like to him? |
| 113349 | PERDITA. I cannot speak |
| 113350 | So well, nothing so well; no, nor mean bet... |
| 113351 | By th' pattern of mine own thoughts I cut out |
| 113352 | The purity of his. |
| 113353 | SHEPHERD. Take hands, a bargain! |
| 113354 | And, friends unknown, you shall bear witne... |
| 113355 | I give my daughter to him, and will make |
| 113356 | Her portion equal his. |
| 113357 | FLORIZEL. O, that must be |
| 113358 | I' th' virtue of your daughter. One being ... |
| 113359 | I shall have more than you can dream of yet; |
| 113360 | Enough then for your wonder. But come on, |
| 113361 | Contract us fore these witnesses. |
| 113362 | SHEPHERD. Come, your hand; |
| 113363 | And, daughter, yours. |
| 113364 | POLIXENES. Soft, swain, awhile, beseech you; |
| 113365 | Have you a father? |
| 113366 | FLORIZEL. I have, but what of him? |
| 113367 | POLIXENES. Knows he of this? |
| 113368 | FLORIZEL. He neither does nor shall. |
| 113369 | POLIXENES. Methinks a father |
| 113370 | Is at the nuptial of his son a guest |
| 113371 | That best becomes the table. Pray you, onc... |
| 113372 | Is not your father grown incapable |
| 113373 | Of reasonable affairs? Is he not stupid |
| 113374 | With age and alt'ring rheums? Can he speak... |
| 113375 | Know man from man, dispute his own estate? |
| 113376 | Lies he not bed-rid, and again does nothing |
| 113377 | But what he did being childish? |
| 113378 | FLORIZEL. No, good sir; |
| 113379 | He has his health, and ampler strength indeed |
| 113380 | Than most have of his age. |
| 113381 | POLIXENES. By my white beard, |
| 113382 | You offer him, if this be so, a wrong |
| 113383 | Something unfilial. Reason my son |
| 113384 | Should choose himself a wife; but as good ... |
| 113385 | The father- all whose joy is nothing else |
| 113386 | But fair posterity- should hold some counsel |
| 113387 | In such a business. |
| 113388 | FLORIZEL. I yield all this; |
| 113389 | But, for some other reasons, my grave sir, |
| 113390 | Which 'tis not fit you know, I not acquaint |
| 113391 | My father of this business. |
| 113392 | POLIXENES. Let him know't. |
| 113393 | FLORIZEL. He shall not. |
| 113394 | POLIXENES. Prithee let him. |
| 113395 | FLORIZEL. No, he must not. |
| 113396 | SHEPHERD. Let him, my son; he shall not need... |
| 113397 | At knowing of thy choice. |
| 113398 | FLORIZEL. Come, come, he must not. |
| 113399 | Mark our contract. |
| 113400 | POLIXENES. [Discovering himself] Mark your... |
| 113401 | Whom son I dare not call; thou art too base |
| 113402 | To be acknowledg'd- thou a sceptre's heir, |
| 113403 | That thus affects a sheep-hook! Thou, old ... |
| 113404 | I am sorry that by hanging thee I can but |
| 113405 | Shorten thy life one week. And thou, fresh... |
| 113406 | Of excellent witchcraft, who of force must... |
| 113407 | The royal fool thou cop'st with- |
| 113408 | SHEPHERD. O, my heart! |
| 113409 | POLIXENES. I'll have thy beauty scratch'd wi... |
| 113410 | More homely than thy state. For thee, fond... |
| 113411 | If I may ever know thou dost but sigh |
| 113412 | That thou no more shalt see this knack- as... |
| 113413 | I mean thou shalt- we'll bar thee from suc... |
| 113414 | Not hold thee of our blood, no, not our kin, |
| 113415 | Farre than Deucalion off. Mark thou my words. |
| 113416 | Follow us to the court. Thou churl, for th... |
| 113417 | Though full of our displeasure, yet we fre... |
| 113418 | From the dead blow of it. And you, enchant... |
| 113419 | Worthy enough a herdsman- yea, him too |
| 113420 | That makes himself, but for our honour the... |
| 113421 | Unworthy thee- if ever henceforth thou |
| 113422 | These rural latches to his entrance open, |
| 113423 | Or hoop his body more with thy embraces, |
| 113424 | I will devise a death as cruel for thee |
| 113425 | As thou art tender to't. ... |
| 113426 | PERDITA. Even here undone! |
| 113427 | I was not much afeard; for once or twice |
| 113428 | I was about to speak and tell him plainly |
| 113429 | The self-same sun that shines upon his court |
| 113430 | Hides not his visage from our cottage, but |
| 113431 | Looks on alike. [To FLORIZEL] Will't ple... |
| 113432 | I told you what would come of this. Beseec... |
| 113433 | Of your own state take care. This dream of... |
| 113434 | Being now awake, I'll queen it no inch far... |
| 113435 | But milk my ewes and weep. |
| 113436 | CAMILLO. Why, how now, father! |
| 113437 | Speak ere thou diest. |
| 113438 | SHEPHERD. I cannot speak nor think, |
| 113439 | Nor dare to know that which I know. [To F... |
| 113440 | You have undone a man of fourscore-three |
| 113441 | That thought to fill his grave in quiet, yea, |
| 113442 | To die upon the bed my father died, |
| 113443 | To lie close by his honest bones; but now |
| 113444 | Some hangman must put on my shroud and lay me |
| 113445 | Where no priest shovels in dust. [To PERDI... |
| 113446 | That knew'st this was the Prince, and woul... |
| 113447 | To mingle faith with him!- Undone, undone! |
| 113448 | If I might die within this hour, I have liv'd |
| 113449 | To die when I desire. ... |
| 113450 | FLORIZEL. Why look you so upon me? |
| 113451 | I am but sorry, not afeard; delay'd, |
| 113452 | But nothing alt'red. What I was, I am: |
| 113453 | More straining on for plucking back; not f... |
| 113454 | My leash unwillingly. |
| 113455 | CAMILLO. Gracious, my lord, |
| 113456 | You know your father's temper. At this time |
| 113457 | He will allow no speech- which I do guess |
| 113458 | You do not purpose to him- and as hardly |
| 113459 | Will he endure your sight as yet, I fear; |
| 113460 | Then, till the fury of his Highness settle, |
| 113461 | Come not before him. |
| 113462 | FLORIZEL. I not purpose it. |
| 113463 | I think Camillo? |
| 113464 | CAMILLO. Even he, my lord. |
| 113465 | PERDITA. How often have I told you 'twould b... |
| 113466 | How often said my dignity would last |
| 113467 | But till 'twere known! |
| 113468 | FLORIZEL. It cannot fail but by |
| 113469 | The violation of my faith; and then |
| 113470 | Let nature crush the sides o' th' earth to... |
| 113471 | And mar the seeds within! Lift up thy looks. |
| 113472 | From my succession wipe me, father; I |
| 113473 | Am heir to my affection. |
| 113474 | CAMILLO. Be advis'd. |
| 113475 | FLORIZEL. I am- and by my fancy; if my reason |
| 113476 | Will thereto be obedient, I have reason; |
| 113477 | If not, my senses, better pleas'd with mad... |
| 113478 | Do bid it welcome. |
| 113479 | CAMILLO. This is desperate, sir. |
| 113480 | FLORIZEL. So call it; but it does fulfil my ... |
| 113481 | I needs must think it honesty. Camillo, |
| 113482 | Not for Bohemia, nor the pomp that may |
| 113483 | Be thereat glean'd, for all the sun sees or |
| 113484 | The close earth wombs, or the profound sea... |
| 113485 | In unknown fathoms, will I break my oath |
| 113486 | To this my fair belov'd. Therefore, I pray... |
| 113487 | As you have ever been my father's honour'd... |
| 113488 | When he shall miss me- as, in faith, I mea... |
| 113489 | To see him any more- cast your good counsels |
| 113490 | Upon his passion. Let myself and Fortune |
| 113491 | Tug for the time to come. This you may know, |
| 113492 | And so deliver: I am put to sea |
| 113493 | With her who here I cannot hold on shore. |
| 113494 | And most opportune to her need I have |
| 113495 | A vessel rides fast by, but not prepar'd |
| 113496 | For this design. What course I mean to hold |
| 113497 | Shall nothing benefit your knowledge, nor |
| 113498 | Concern me the reporting. |
| 113499 | CAMILLO. O my lord, |
| 113500 | I would your spirit were easier for advice. |
| 113501 | Or stronger for your need. |
| 113502 | FLORIZEL. Hark, Perdita. ... |
| 113503 | [To CAMILLO] I'll hear you by and by. |
| 113504 | CAMILLO. He's irremovable, |
| 113505 | Resolv'd for flight. Now were I happy if |
| 113506 | His going I could frame to serve my turn, |
| 113507 | Save him from danger, do him love and honour, |
| 113508 | Purchase the sight again of dear Sicilia |
| 113509 | And that unhappy king, my master, whom |
| 113510 | I so much thirst to see. |
| 113511 | FLORIZEL. Now, good Camillo, |
| 113512 | I am so fraught with curious business that |
| 113513 | I leave out ceremony. |
| 113514 | CAMILLO. Sir, I think |
| 113515 | You have heard of my poor services i' th' ... |
| 113516 | That I have borne your father? |
| 113517 | FLORIZEL. Very nobly |
| 113518 | Have you deserv'd. It is my father's music |
| 113519 | To speak your deeds; not little of his care |
| 113520 | To have them recompens'd as thought on. |
| 113521 | CAMILLO. Well, my lord, |
| 113522 | If you may please to think I love the King, |
| 113523 | And through him what's nearest to him, whi... |
| 113524 | Your gracious self, embrace but my direction. |
| 113525 | If your more ponderous and settled project |
| 113526 | May suffer alteration, on mine honour, |
| 113527 | I'll point you where you shall have such r... |
| 113528 | As shall become your Highness; where you may |
| 113529 | Enjoy your mistress, from the whom, I see, |
| 113530 | There's no disjunction to be made but by, |
| 113531 | As heavens forfend! your ruin- marry her; |
| 113532 | And with my best endeavours in your absence |
| 113533 | Your discontenting father strive to qualify, |
| 113534 | And bring him up to liking. |
| 113535 | FLORIZEL. How, Camillo, |
| 113536 | May this, almost a miracle, be done? |
| 113537 | That I may call thee something more than man, |
| 113538 | And after that trust to thee. |
| 113539 | CAMILLO. Have you thought on |
| 113540 | A place whereto you'll go? |
| 113541 | FLORIZEL. Not any yet; |
| 113542 | But as th' unthought-on accident is guilty |
| 113543 | To what we wildly do, so we profess |
| 113544 | Ourselves to be the slaves of chance and f... |
| 113545 | Of every wind that blows. |
| 113546 | CAMILLO. Then list to me. |
| 113547 | This follows, if you will not change your ... |
| 113548 | But undergo this flight: make for Sicilia, |
| 113549 | And there present yourself and your fair p... |
| 113550 | For so, I see, she must be- fore Leontes. |
| 113551 | She shall be habited as it becomes |
| 113552 | The partner of your bed. Methinks I see |
| 113553 | Leontes opening his free arms and weeping |
| 113554 | His welcomes forth; asks thee there 'Son, ... |
| 113555 | As 'twere i' th' father's person; kisses t... |
| 113556 | Of your fresh princess; o'er and o'er divi... |
| 113557 | 'Twixt his unkindness and his kindness- th... |
| 113558 | He chides to hell, and bids the other grow |
| 113559 | Faster than thought or time. |
| 113560 | FLORIZEL. Worthy Camillo, |
| 113561 | What colour for my visitation shall I |
| 113562 | Hold up before him? |
| 113563 | CAMILLO. Sent by the King your father |
| 113564 | To greet him and to give him comforts. Sir, |
| 113565 | The manner of your bearing towards him, with |
| 113566 | What you as from your father shall deliver, |
| 113567 | Things known betwixt us three, I'll write ... |
| 113568 | The which shall point you forth at every s... |
| 113569 | What you must say, that he shall not perceive |
| 113570 | But that you have your father's bosom there |
| 113571 | And speak his very heart. |
| 113572 | FLORIZEL. I am bound to you. |
| 113573 | There is some sap in this. |
| 113574 | CAMILLO. A course more promising |
| 113575 | Than a wild dedication of yourselves |
| 113576 | To unpath'd waters, undream'd shores, most... |
| 113577 | To miseries enough; no hope to help you, |
| 113578 | But as you shake off one to take another; |
| 113579 | Nothing so certain as your anchors, who |
| 113580 | Do their best office if they can but stay you |
| 113581 | Where you'll be loath to be. Besides, you ... |
| 113582 | Prosperity's the very bond of love, |
| 113583 | Whose fresh complexion and whose heart tog... |
| 113584 | Affliction alters. |
| 113585 | PERDITA. One of these is true: |
| 113586 | I think affliction may subdue the cheek, |
| 113587 | But not take in the mind. |
| 113588 | CAMILLO. Yea, say you so? |
| 113589 | There shall not at your father's house the... |
| 113590 | Be born another such. |
| 113591 | FLORIZEL. My good Camillo, |
| 113592 | She is as forward of her breeding as |
| 113593 | She is i' th' rear o' our birth. |
| 113594 | CAMILLO. I cannot say 'tis pity |
| 113595 | She lacks instructions, for she seems a mi... |
| 113596 | To most that teach. |
| 113597 | PERDITA. Your pardon, sir; for this |
| 113598 | I'll blush you thanks. |
| 113599 | FLORIZEL. My prettiest Perdita! |
| 113600 | But, O, the thorns we stand upon! Camillo- |
| 113601 | Preserver of my father, now of me; |
| 113602 | The medicine of our house- how shall we do? |
| 113603 | We are not furnish'd like Bohemia's son; |
| 113604 | Nor shall appear in Sicilia. |
| 113605 | CAMILLO. My lord, |
| 113606 | Fear none of this. I think you know my for... |
| 113607 | Do all lie there. It shall be so my care |
| 113608 | To have you royally appointed as if |
| 113609 | The scene you play were mine. For instance... |
| 113610 | That you may know you shall not want- one ... |
| 113611 | ... |
| 113612 | Re-enter AUTOLYCUS |
| 113613 | AUTOLYCUS. Ha, ha! what a fool Honesty is! a... |
| 113614 | brother, a very simple gentleman! I have s... |
| 113615 | not a counterfeit stone, not a ribbon, gla... |
| 113616 | table-book, ballad, knife, tape, glove, sh... |
| 113617 | horn-ring, to keep my pack from fasting. T... |
| 113618 | buy first, as if my trinkets had been hall... |
| 113619 | benediction to the buyer; by which means I... |
| 113620 | best in picture; and what I saw, to my goo... |
| 113621 | clown, who wants but something to be a rea... |
| 113622 | love with the wenches' song that he would ... |
| 113623 | till he had both tune and words, which so ... |
| 113624 | herd to me that all their other senses stu... |
| 113625 | have pinch'd a placket, it was senseless; ... |
| 113626 | codpiece of a purse; I would have fil'd ke... |
| 113627 | chains. No hearing, no feeling, but my sir... |
| 113628 | the nothing of it. So that in this time of... |
| 113629 | cut most of their festival purses; and had... |
| 113630 | in with whoobub against his daughter and t... |
| 113631 | scar'd my choughs from the chaff, I had no... |
| 113632 | the whole army. |
| 113633 | CAMILLO, FLORIZEL, and PERDITA c... |
| 113634 | CAMILLO. Nay, but my letters, by this means ... |
| 113635 | So soon as you arrive, shall clear that do... |
| 113636 | FLORIZEL. And those that you'll procure from... |
| 113637 | CAMILLO. Shall satisfy your father. |
| 113638 | PERDITA. Happy be you! |
| 113639 | All that you speak shows fair. |
| 113640 | CAMILLO. [seeing AUTOLYCUS] Who have we here? |
| 113641 | We'll make an instrument of this; omit |
| 113642 | Nothing may give us aid. |
| 113643 | AUTOLYCUS. [Aside] If they have overheard ... |
| 113644 | CAMILLO. How now, good fellow! Why shak'st t... |
| 113645 | Fear not, man; here's no harm intended to ... |
| 113646 | AUTOLYCUS. I am a poor fellow, sir. |
| 113647 | CAMILLO. Why, be so still; here's nobody wil... |
| 113648 | Yet for the outside of thy poverty we must... |
| 113649 | therefore discase thee instantly- thou mus... |
| 113650 | necessity in't- and change garments with t... |
| 113651 | the pennyworth on his side be the worst, y... |
| 113652 | some boot. [Giving money] |
| 113653 | AUTOLYCUS. I am a poor fellow, sir. [Aside]... |
| 113654 | enough. |
| 113655 | CAMILLO. Nay, prithee dispatch. The gentlema... |
| 113656 | already. |
| 113657 | AUTOLYCUS. Are you in camest, sir? [Aside] ... |
| 113658 | on't. |
| 113659 | FLORIZEL. Dispatch, I prithee. |
| 113660 | AUTOLYCUS. Indeed, I have had earnest; but I... |
| 113661 | take it. |
| 113662 | CAMILLO. Unbuckle, unbuckle. |
| 113663 | FLORIZEL and AUTOLYCUS exchange g... |
| 113664 | Fortunate mistress- let my prophecy |
| 113665 | Come home to ye!- you must retire yourself |
| 113666 | Into some covert; take your sweetheart's hat |
| 113667 | And pluck it o'er your brows, muffle your ... |
| 113668 | Dismantle you, and, as you can, disliken |
| 113669 | The truth of your own seeming, that you may- |
| 113670 | For I do fear eyes over- to shipboard |
| 113671 | Get undescried. |
| 113672 | PERDITA. I see the play so lies |
| 113673 | That I must bear a part. |
| 113674 | CAMILLO. No remedy. |
| 113675 | Have you done there? |
| 113676 | FLORIZEL. Should I now meet my father, |
| 113677 | He would not call me son. |
| 113678 | CAMILLO. Nay, you shall have no hat. |
| 113679 | [Giv... |
| 113680 | Come, lady, come. Farewell, my friend. |
| 113681 | AUTOLYCUS. Adieu, sir. |
| 113682 | FLORIZEL. O Perdita, what have we twain forgot! |
| 113683 | Pray you a word. [Th... |
| 113684 | CAMILLO. [Aside] What I do next shall be t... |
| 113685 | Of this escape, and whither they are bound; |
| 113686 | Wherein my hope is I shall so prevail |
| 113687 | To force him after; in whose company |
| 113688 | I shall re-view Sicilia, for whose sight |
| 113689 | I have a woman's longing. |
| 113690 | FLORIZEL. Fortune speed us! |
| 113691 | Thus we set on, Camillo, to th' sea-side. |
| 113692 | CAMILLO. The swifter speed the better. |
| 113693 | Exeunt FLORIZEL, PE... |
| 113694 | AUTOLYCUS. I understand the business, I hear... |
| 113695 | ear, a quick eye, and a nimble hand, is ne... |
| 113696 | cut-purse; a good nose is requisite also, ... |
| 113697 | th' other senses. I see this is the time t... |
| 113698 | thrive. What an exchange had this been wit... |
| 113699 | is here with this exchange! Sure, the gods... |
| 113700 | at us, and we may do anything extempore. T... |
| 113701 | about a piece of iniquity- stealing away f... |
| 113702 | clog at his heels. If I thought it were a ... |
| 113703 | acquaint the King withal, I would not do't... |
| 113704 | knavery to conceal it; and therein am I co... |
| 113705 | profession. |
| 113706 | Re-enter CLOWN and SHEPHERD |
| 113707 | Aside, aside- here is more matter for a ho... |
| 113708 | end, every shop, church, session, hanging,... |
| 113709 | work. |
| 113710 | CLOWN. See, see; what a man you are now! The... |
| 113711 | to tell the King she's a changeling and no... |
| 113712 | blood. |
| 113713 | SHEPHERD. Nay, but hear me. |
| 113714 | CLOWN. Nay- but hear me. |
| 113715 | SHEPHERD. Go to, then. |
| 113716 | CLOWN. She being none of your flesh and bloo... |
| 113717 | has not offended the King; and so your fle... |
| 113718 | be punish'd by him. Show those things you ... |
| 113719 | secret things- all but what she has with h... |
| 113720 | let the law go whistle; I warrant you. |
| 113721 | SHEPHERD. I will tell the King all, every wo... |
| 113722 | pranks too; who, I may say, is no honest m... |
| 113723 | father nor to me, to go about to make me t... |
| 113724 | brother-in-law. |
| 113725 | CLOWN. Indeed, brother-in-law was the farthe... |
| 113726 | been to him; and then your blood had been ... |
| 113727 | how much an ounce. |
| 113728 | AUTOLYCUS. [Aside] Very wisely, puppies! |
| 113729 | SHEPHERD. Well, let us to the King. There is... |
| 113730 | will make him scratch his beard. |
| 113731 | AUTOLYCUS. [Aside] I know not what impedim... |
| 113732 | be to the flight of my master. |
| 113733 | CLOWN. Pray heartily he be at palace. |
| 113734 | AUTOLYCUS. [Aside] Though I am not natural... |
| 113735 | sometimes by chance. Let me pocket up my p... |
| 113736 | [Takes off his false beard] How now, rust... |
| 113737 | bound? |
| 113738 | SHEPHERD. To th' palace, an it like your wor... |
| 113739 | AUTOLYCUS. Your affairs there, what, with wh... |
| 113740 | that fardel, the place of your dwelling, y... |
| 113741 | of what having, breeding, and anything tha... |
| 113742 | known- discover. |
| 113743 | CLOWN. We are but plain fellows, sir. |
| 113744 | AUTOLYCUS. A lie: you are rough and hairy. L... |
| 113745 | becomes none but tradesmen, and they often... |
| 113746 | lie; but we pay them for it with stamped c... |
| 113747 | steel; therefore they do not give us the lie. |
| 113748 | CLOWN. Your worship had like to have given u... |
| 113749 | taken yourself with the manner. |
| 113750 | SHEPHERD. Are you a courtier, an't like you,... |
| 113751 | AUTOLYCUS. Whether it like me or no, I am a ... |
| 113752 | not the air of the court in these enfoldin... |
| 113753 | it the measure of the court? Receives not ... |
| 113754 | from me? Reflect I not on thy baseness cou... |
| 113755 | thou, for that I insinuate, that toaze fro... |
| 113756 | am therefore no courtier? I am courtier ca... |
| 113757 | will either push on or pluck back thy busi... |
| 113758 | command the to open thy affair. |
| 113759 | SHEPHERD. My business, sir, is to the King. |
| 113760 | AUTOLYCUS. What advocate hast thou to him? |
| 113761 | SHEPHERD. I know not, an't like you. |
| 113762 | CLOWN. Advocate's the court-word for a pheas... |
| 113763 | SHEPHERD. None, sir; I have no pheasant, coc... |
| 113764 | AUTOLYCUS. How blessed are we that are not s... |
| 113765 | Yet nature might have made me as these are, |
| 113766 | Therefore I will not disdain. |
| 113767 | CLOWN. This cannot be but a great courtier. |
| 113768 | SHEPHERD. His garments are rich, but he wear... |
| 113769 | CLOWN. He seems to be the more noble in bein... |
| 113770 | A great man, I'll warrant; I know by the p... |
| 113771 | AUTOLYCUS. The fardel there? What's i' th' f... |
| 113772 | box? |
| 113773 | SHEPHERD. Sir, there lies such secrets in th... |
| 113774 | none must know but the King; and which he ... |
| 113775 | hour, if I may come to th' speech of him. |
| 113776 | AUTOLYCUS. Age, thou hast lost thy labour. |
| 113777 | SHEPHERD. Why, Sir? |
| 113778 | AUTOLYCUS. The King is not at the palace; he... |
| 113779 | ship to purge melancholy and air himself; ... |
| 113780 | capable of things serious, thou must know ... |
| 113781 | grief. |
| 113782 | SHEPHERD. So 'tis said, sir- about his son, ... |
| 113783 | married a shepherd's daughter. |
| 113784 | AUTOLYCUS. If that shepherd be not in hand-f... |
| 113785 | curses he shall have, the tortures he shal... |
| 113786 | back of man, the heart of monster. |
| 113787 | CLOWN. Think you so, sir? |
| 113788 | AUTOLYCUS. Not he alone shall suffer what wi... |
| 113789 | vengeance bitter; but those that are germa... |
| 113790 | remov'd fifty times, shall all come under ... |
| 113791 | though it be great pity, yet it is necessa... |
| 113792 | sheep-whistling rogue, a ram-tender, to of... |
| 113793 | daughter come into grace! Some say he shal... |
| 113794 | death is too soft for him, say I. Draw our... |
| 113795 | sheep-cote!- all deaths are too few, the s... |
| 113796 | CLOWN. Has the old man e'er a son, sir, do y... |
| 113797 | sir? |
| 113798 | AUTOLYCUS. He has a son- who shall be flay'd... |
| 113799 | over with honey, set on the head of a wasp... |
| 113800 | till he be three quarters and a dram dead;... |
| 113801 | with aqua-vitae or some other hot infusion... |
| 113802 | and in the hottest day prognostication pro... |
| 113803 | against a brick wall, the sun looking with... |
| 113804 | him, where he is to behold him with flies ... |
| 113805 | what talk we of these traitorly rascals, w... |
| 113806 | smil'd at, their offences being so capital... |
| 113807 | to be honest plain men, what you have to t... |
| 113808 | something gently consider'd, I'll bring yo... |
| 113809 | tender your persons to his presence, whisp... |
| 113810 | and if it be in man besides the King to ef... |
| 113811 | is man shall do it. |
| 113812 | CLOWN. He seems to be of great authority. Cl... |
| 113813 | gold; and though authority be a stubborn b... |
| 113814 | by the nose with gold. Show the inside of ... |
| 113815 | outside of his hand, and no more ado. Reme... |
| 113816 | alive. |
| 113817 | SHEPHERD. An't please you, sir, to undertake... |
| 113818 | here is that gold I have. I'll make it as ... |
| 113819 | this young man in pawn till I bring it you. |
| 113820 | AUTOLYCUS. After I have done what I promised? |
| 113821 | SHEPHERD. Ay, sir. |
| 113822 | AUTOLYCUS. Well, give me the moiety. Are you... |
| 113823 | business? |
| 113824 | CLOWN. In some sort, sir; but though my case... |
| 113825 | hope I shall not be flay'd out of it. |
| 113826 | AUTOLYCUS. O, that's the case of the shepher... |
| 113827 | he'll be made an example. |
| 113828 | CLOWN. Comfort, good comfort! We must to the... |
| 113829 | strange sights. He must know 'tis none of ... |
| 113830 | sister; we are gone else. Sir, I will give... |
| 113831 | old man does, when the business is perform... |
| 113832 | says, your pawn till it be brought you. |
| 113833 | AUTOLYCUS. I will trust you. Walk before tow... |
| 113834 | the right-hand; I will but look upon the h... |
| 113835 | CLOWN. We are blest in this man, as I may sa... |
| 113836 | SHEPHERD. Let's before, as he bids us. He wa... |
| 113837 | good. Exeunt ... |
| 113838 | AUTOLYCUS. If I had a mind to be honest, I s... |
| 113839 | suffer me: she drops booties in my mouth. ... |
| 113840 | double occasion- gold, and a means to do t... |
| 113841 | good; which who knows how that may turn ba... |
| 113842 | will bring these two moles, these blind on... |
| 113843 | think it fit to shore them again, and that... |
| 113844 | have to the King concerns him nothing, let... |
| 113845 | being so far officious; for I am proof aga... |
| 113846 | what shame else belongs to't. To him will ... |
| 113847 | may be matter in it. ... |
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| 113856 | ACT V. SCENE I. |
| 113857 | Sicilia. The palace of LEONTES |
| 113858 | Enter LEONTES, CLEOMENES, DION, PAULINA, and O... |
| 113859 | CLEOMENES. Sir, you have done enough, and ha... |
| 113860 | A saint-like sorrow. No fault could you make |
| 113861 | Which you have not redeem'd; indeed, paid ... |
| 113862 | More penitence than done trespass. At the ... |
| 113863 | Do as the heavens have done: forget your e... |
| 113864 | With them forgive yourself. |
| 113865 | LEONTES. Whilst I remember |
| 113866 | Her and her virtues, I cannot forget |
| 113867 | My blemishes in them, and so still think of |
| 113868 | The wrong I did myself; which was so much |
| 113869 | That heirless it hath made my kingdom, and |
| 113870 | Destroy'd the sweet'st companion that e'er... |
| 113871 | Bred his hopes out of. |
| 113872 | PAULINA. True, too true, my lord. |
| 113873 | If, one by one, you wedded all the world, |
| 113874 | Or from the all that are took something good |
| 113875 | To make a perfect woman, she you kill'd |
| 113876 | Would be unparallel'd. |
| 113877 | LEONTES. I think so. Kill'd! |
| 113878 | She I kill'd! I did so; but thou strik'st me |
| 113879 | Sorely, to say I did. It is as bitter |
| 113880 | Upon thy tongue as in my thought. Now, goo... |
| 113881 | Say so but seldom. |
| 113882 | CLEOMENES. Not at all, good lady. |
| 113883 | You might have spoken a thousand things th... |
| 113884 | Have done the time more benefit, and grac'd |
| 113885 | Your kindness better. |
| 113886 | PAULINA. You are one of those |
| 113887 | Would have him wed again. |
| 113888 | DION. If you would not so, |
| 113889 | You pity not the state, nor the remembrance |
| 113890 | Of his most sovereign name; consider little |
| 113891 | What dangers, by his Highness' fail of issue, |
| 113892 | May drop upon his kingdom and devour |
| 113893 | Incertain lookers-on. What were more holy |
| 113894 | Than to rejoice the former queen is well? |
| 113895 | What holier than, for royalty's repair, |
| 113896 | For present comfort, and for future good, |
| 113897 | To bless the bed of majesty again |
| 113898 | With a sweet fellow to't? |
| 113899 | PAULINA. There is none worthy, |
| 113900 | Respecting her that's gone. Besides, the gods |
| 113901 | Will have fulfill'd their secret purposes; |
| 113902 | For has not the divine Apollo said, |
| 113903 | Is't not the tenour of his oracle, |
| 113904 | That King Leontes shall not have an heir |
| 113905 | Till his lost child be found? Which that i... |
| 113906 | Is all as monstrous to our human reason |
| 113907 | As my Antigonus to break his grave |
| 113908 | And come again to me; who, on my life, |
| 113909 | Did perish with the infant. 'Tis your counsel |
| 113910 | My lord should to the heavens be contrary, |
| 113911 | Oppose against their wills. [To LEONTES] ... |
| 113912 | The crown will find an heir. Great Alexander |
| 113913 | Left his to th' worthiest; so his successor |
| 113914 | Was like to be the best. |
| 113915 | LEONTES. Good Paulina, |
| 113916 | Who hast the memory of Hermione, |
| 113917 | I know, in honour, O that ever I |
| 113918 | Had squar'd me to thy counsel! Then, even ... |
| 113919 | I might have look'd upon my queen's full e... |
| 113920 | Have taken treasure from her lips- |
| 113921 | PAULINA. And left them |
| 113922 | More rich for what they yielded. |
| 113923 | LEONTES. Thou speak'st truth. |
| 113924 | No more such wives; therefore, no wife. On... |
| 113925 | And better us'd, would make her sainted sp... |
| 113926 | Again possess her corpse, and on this stage, |
| 113927 | Where we offend her now, appear soul-vex'd, |
| 113928 | And begin 'Why to me'- |
| 113929 | PAULINA. Had she such power, |
| 113930 | She had just cause. |
| 113931 | LEONTES. She had; and would incense me |
| 113932 | To murder her I married. |
| 113933 | PAULINA. I should so. |
| 113934 | Were I the ghost that walk'd, I'd bid you ... |
| 113935 | Her eye, and tell me for what dull part in... |
| 113936 | You chose her; then I'd shriek, that even ... |
| 113937 | Should rift to hear me; and the words that... |
| 113938 | Should be 'Remember mine.' |
| 113939 | LEONTES. Stars, stars, |
| 113940 | And all eyes else dead coals! Fear thou no... |
| 113941 | I'll have no wife, Paulina. |
| 113942 | PAULINA. Will you swear |
| 113943 | Never to marry but by my free leave? |
| 113944 | LEONTES. Never, Paulina; so be blest my spirit! |
| 113945 | PAULINA. Then, good my lords, bear witness t... |
| 113946 | CLEOMENES. You tempt him over-much. |
| 113947 | PAULINA. Unless another, |
| 113948 | As like Hermione as is her picture, |
| 113949 | Affront his eye. |
| 113950 | CLEOMENES. Good madam- |
| 113951 | PAULINA. I have done. |
| 113952 | Yet, if my lord will marry- if you will, sir, |
| 113953 | No remedy but you will- give me the office |
| 113954 | To choose you a queen. She shall not be so... |
| 113955 | As was your former; but she shall be such |
| 113956 | As, walk'd your first queen's ghost, it sh... |
| 113957 | To see her in your arms. |
| 113958 | LEONTES. My true Paulina, |
| 113959 | We shall not marry till thou bid'st us. |
| 113960 | PAULINA. That |
| 113961 | Shall be when your first queen's again in ... |
| 113962 | Never till then. |
| 113963 | Enter a GENTLEMAN |
| 113964 | GENTLEMAN. One that gives out himself Prince... |
| 113965 | Son of Polixenes, with his princess- she |
| 113966 | The fairest I have yet beheld- desires access |
| 113967 | To your high presence. |
| 113968 | LEONTES. What with him? He comes not |
| 113969 | Like to his father's greatness. His approach, |
| 113970 | So out of circumstance and sudden, tells us |
| 113971 | 'Tis not a visitation fram'd, but forc'd |
| 113972 | By need and accident. What train? |
| 113973 | GENTLEMAN. But few, |
| 113974 | And those but mean. |
| 113975 | LEONTES. His princess, say you, with him? |
| 113976 | GENTLEMAN. Ay; the most peerless piece of ea... |
| 113977 | That e'er the sun shone bright on. |
| 113978 | PAULINA. O Hermione, |
| 113979 | As every present time doth boast itself |
| 113980 | Above a better gone, so must thy grave |
| 113981 | Give way to what's seen now! Sir, you your... |
| 113982 | Have said and writ so, but your writing now |
| 113983 | Is colder than that theme: 'She had not been, |
| 113984 | Nor was not to be equall'd.' Thus your verse |
| 113985 | Flow'd with her beauty once; 'tis shrewdly... |
| 113986 | To say you have seen a better. |
| 113987 | GENTLEMAN. Pardon, madam. |
| 113988 | The one I have almost forgot- your pardon; |
| 113989 | The other, when she has obtain'd your eye, |
| 113990 | Will have your tongue too. This is a creat... |
| 113991 | Would she begin a sect, might quench the zeal |
| 113992 | Of all professors else, make proselytes |
| 113993 | Of who she but bid follow. |
| 113994 | PAULINA. How! not women? |
| 113995 | GENTLEMAN. Women will love her that she is a... |
| 113996 | More worth than any man; men, that she is |
| 113997 | The rarest of all women. |
| 113998 | LEONTES. Go, Cleomenes; |
| 113999 | Yourself, assisted with your honour'd frie... |
| 114000 | Bring them to our embracement. ... |
| 114001 | Still, 'tis strange |
| 114002 | He thus should steal upon us. |
| 114003 | PAULINA. Had our prince, |
| 114004 | Jewel of children, seen this hour, he had ... |
| 114005 | Well with this lord; there was not full a ... |
| 114006 | Between their births. |
| 114007 | LEONTES. Prithee no more; cease. Thou know'st |
| 114008 | He dies to me again when talk'd of. Sure, |
| 114009 | When I shall see this gentleman, thy speeches |
| 114010 | Will bring me to consider that which may |
| 114011 | Unfurnish me of reason. |
| 114012 | Re-enter CLEOMENES, with FLORIZEL, PE... |
| 114013 | ATTENDANTS |
| 114014 | They are come. |
| 114015 | Your mother was most true to wedlock, Prince; |
| 114016 | For she did print your royal father off, |
| 114017 | Conceiving you. Were I but twenty-one, |
| 114018 | Your father's image is so hit in you |
| 114019 | His very air, that I should call you brother, |
| 114020 | As I did him, and speak of something wildly |
| 114021 | By us perform'd before. Most dearly welcome! |
| 114022 | And your fair princess- goddess! O, alas! |
| 114023 | I lost a couple that 'twixt heaven and earth |
| 114024 | Might thus have stood begetting wonder as |
| 114025 | You, gracious couple, do. And then I lost- |
| 114026 | All mine own folly- the society, |
| 114027 | Amity too, of your brave father, whom, |
| 114028 | Though bearing misery, I desire my life |
| 114029 | Once more to look on him. |
| 114030 | FLORIZEL. By his command |
| 114031 | Have I here touch'd Sicilia, and from him |
| 114032 | Give you all greetings that a king, at fri... |
| 114033 | Can send his brother; and, but infirmity, |
| 114034 | Which waits upon worn times, hath somethin... |
| 114035 | His wish'd ability, he had himself |
| 114036 | The lands and waters 'twixt your throne an... |
| 114037 | Measur'd, to look upon you; whom he loves, |
| 114038 | He bade me say so, more than all the sceptres |
| 114039 | And those that bear them living. |
| 114040 | LEONTES. O my brother- |
| 114041 | Good gentleman!- the wrongs I have done th... |
| 114042 | Afresh within me; and these thy offices, |
| 114043 | So rarely kind, are as interpreters |
| 114044 | Of my behind-hand slackness! Welcome hither, |
| 114045 | As is the spring to th' earth. And hath he... |
| 114046 | Expos'd this paragon to th' fearful usage, |
| 114047 | At least ungentle, of the dreadful Neptune, |
| 114048 | To greet a man not worth her pains, much less |
| 114049 | Th' adventure of her person? |
| 114050 | FLORIZEL. Good, my lord, |
| 114051 | She came from Libya. |
| 114052 | LEONTES. Where the warlike Smalus, |
| 114053 | That noble honour'd lord, is fear'd and lo... |
| 114054 | FLORIZEL. Most royal sir, from thence; from ... |
| 114055 | His tears proclaim'd his, parting with her... |
| 114056 | A prosperous south-wind friendly, we have ... |
| 114057 | To execute the charge my father gave me |
| 114058 | For visiting your Highness. My best train |
| 114059 | I have from your Sicilian shores dismiss'd; |
| 114060 | Who for Bohemia bend, to signify |
| 114061 | Not only my success in Libya, sir, |
| 114062 | But my arrival and my wife's in safety |
| 114063 | Here where we are. |
| 114064 | LEONTES. The blessed gods |
| 114065 | Purge all infection from our air whilst you |
| 114066 | Do climate here! You have a holy father, |
| 114067 | A graceful gentleman, against whose person, |
| 114068 | So sacred as it is, I have done sin, |
| 114069 | For which the heavens, taking angry note, |
| 114070 | Have left me issueless; and your father's ... |
| 114071 | As he from heaven merits it, with you, |
| 114072 | Worthy his goodness. What might I have been, |
| 114073 | Might I a son and daughter now have look'd... |
| 114074 | Such goodly things as you! |
| 114075 | Enter a LORD |
| 114076 | LORD. Most noble sir, |
| 114077 | That which I shall report will bear no cre... |
| 114078 | Were not the proof so nigh. Please you, gr... |
| 114079 | Bohemia greets you from himself by me; |
| 114080 | Desires you to attach his son, who has- |
| 114081 | His dignity and duty both cast off- |
| 114082 | Fled from his father, from his hopes, and ... |
| 114083 | A shepherd's daughter. |
| 114084 | LEONTES. Where's Bohemia? Speak. |
| 114085 | LORD. Here in your city; I now came from him. |
| 114086 | I speak amazedly; and it becomes |
| 114087 | My marvel and my message. To your court |
| 114088 | Whiles he was hast'ning- in the chase, it ... |
| 114089 | Of this fair couple- meets he on the way |
| 114090 | The father of this seeming lady and |
| 114091 | Her brother, having both their country qui... |
| 114092 | With this young prince. |
| 114093 | FLORIZEL. Camillo has betray'd me; |
| 114094 | Whose honour and whose honesty till now |
| 114095 | Endur'd all weathers. |
| 114096 | LORD. Lay't so to his charge; |
| 114097 | He's with the King your father. |
| 114098 | LEONTES. Who? Camillo? |
| 114099 | LORD. Camillo, sir; I spake with him; who now |
| 114100 | Has these poor men in question. Never saw I |
| 114101 | Wretches so quake. They kneel, they kiss t... |
| 114102 | Forswear themselves as often as they speak. |
| 114103 | Bohemia stops his ears, and threatens them |
| 114104 | With divers deaths in death. |
| 114105 | PERDITA. O my poor father! |
| 114106 | The heaven sets spies upon us, will not have |
| 114107 | Our contract celebrated. |
| 114108 | LEONTES. You are married? |
| 114109 | FLORIZEL. We are not, sir, nor are we like t... |
| 114110 | The stars, I see, will kiss the valleys fi... |
| 114111 | The odds for high and low's alike. |
| 114112 | LEONTES. My lord, |
| 114113 | Is this the daughter of a king? |
| 114114 | FLORIZEL. She is, |
| 114115 | When once she is my wife. |
| 114116 | LEONTES. That 'once,' I see by your good fat... |
| 114117 | Will come on very slowly. I am sorry, |
| 114118 | Most sorry, you have broken from his liking |
| 114119 | Where you were tied in duty; and as sorry |
| 114120 | Your choice is not so rich in worth as bea... |
| 114121 | That you might well enjoy her. |
| 114122 | FLORIZEL. Dear, look up. |
| 114123 | Though Fortune, visible an enemy, |
| 114124 | Should chase us with my father, pow'r no jot |
| 114125 | Hath she to change our loves. Beseech you,... |
| 114126 | Remember since you ow'd no more to time |
| 114127 | Than I do now. With thought of such affect... |
| 114128 | Step forth mine advocate; at your request |
| 114129 | My father will grant precious things as tr... |
| 114130 | LEONTES. Would he do so, I'd beg your precio... |
| 114131 | Which he counts but a trifle. |
| 114132 | PAULINA. Sir, my liege, |
| 114133 | Your eye hath too much youth in't. Not a m... |
| 114134 | Fore your queen died, she was more worth s... |
| 114135 | Than what you look on now. |
| 114136 | LEONTES. I thought of her |
| 114137 | Even in these looks I made. [To FLORIZEL]... |
| 114138 | Is yet unanswer'd. I will to your father. |
| 114139 | Your honour not o'erthrown by your desires, |
| 114140 | I am friend to them and you. Upon which er... |
| 114141 | I now go toward him; therefore, follow me, |
| 114142 | And mark what way I make. Come, good my lo... |
| 114143 | SCENE II. |
| 114144 | Sicilia. Before the palace of LEONTES |
| 114145 | Enter AUTOLYCUS and a GENTLEMAN |
| 114146 | AUTOLYCUS. Beseech you, sir, were you presen... |
| 114147 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. I was by at the opening of ... |
| 114148 | old shepherd deliver the manner how he fou... |
| 114149 | a little amazedness, we were all commanded... |
| 114150 | only this, methought I heard the shepherd ... |
| 114151 | AUTOLYCUS. I would most gladly know the issu... |
| 114152 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. I make a broken delivery of... |
| 114153 | changes I perceived in the King and Camill... |
| 114154 | admiration. They seem'd almost, with stari... |
| 114155 | tear the cases of their eyes; there was sp... |
| 114156 | language in their very gesture; they look'... |
| 114157 | a world ransom'd, or one destroyed. A nota... |
| 114158 | appeared in them; but the wisest beholder ... |
| 114159 | seeing could not say if th' importance wer... |
| 114160 | the extremity of the one it must needs be. |
| 114161 | Enter another GENTLEMAN |
| 114162 | Here comes a gentleman that happily knows ... |
| 114163 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. Nothing but bonfires. The ... |
| 114164 | the King's daughter is found. Such a deal ... |
| 114165 | within this hour that ballad-makers cannot... |
| 114166 | Enter another GENTLEMAN |
| 114167 | Here comes the Lady Paulina's steward; he ... |
| 114168 | How goes it now, sir? This news, which is ... |
| 114169 | an old tale that the verity of it is in st... |
| 114170 | King found his heir? |
| 114171 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. Most true, if ever truth we... |
| 114172 | circumstance. That which you hear you'll s... |
| 114173 | such unity in the proofs. The mantle of Qu... |
| 114174 | jewel about the neck of it; the letters of... |
| 114175 | it, which they know to be his character; t... |
| 114176 | creature in resemblance of the mother; the... |
| 114177 | which nature shows above her breeding; and... |
| 114178 | proclaim her with all certainty to be the ... |
| 114179 | you see the meeting of the two kings? |
| 114180 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. No. |
| 114181 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. Then you have lost a sight ... |
| 114182 | cannot be spoken of. There might you have ... |
| 114183 | another, so and in such manner that it see... |
| 114184 | leave of them; for their joy waded in tear... |
| 114185 | of eyes, holding up of hands, with counten... |
| 114186 | distraction that they were to be known by ... |
| 114187 | Our king, being ready to leap out of himse... |
| 114188 | daughter, as if that joy were now become a... |
| 114189 | mother, thy mother!' then asks Bohemia for... |
| 114190 | his son-in-law; then again worries he his ... |
| 114191 | her. Now he thanks the old shepherd, which... |
| 114192 | weather-bitten conduit of many kings' reig... |
| 114193 | such another encounter, which lames report... |
| 114194 | undoes description to do it. |
| 114195 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. What, pray you, became of ... |
| 114196 | hence the child? |
| 114197 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. Like an old tale still, whi... |
| 114198 | rehearse, though credit be asleep and not ... |
| 114199 | torn to pieces with a bear. This avouches ... |
| 114200 | has not only his innocence, which seems mu... |
| 114201 | a handkerchief and rings of his that Pauli... |
| 114202 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. What became of his bark and... |
| 114203 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. Wreck'd the same instant of... |
| 114204 | and in the view of the shepherd; so that a... |
| 114205 | which aided to expose the child were even ... |
| 114206 | found. But, O, the noble combat that 'twix... |
| 114207 | fought in Paulina! She had one eye declin'... |
| 114208 | husband, another elevated that the oracle ... |
| 114209 | lifted the Princess from the earth, and so... |
| 114210 | as if she would pin her to her heart, that... |
| 114211 | in danger of losing. |
| 114212 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. The dignity of this act was... |
| 114213 | kings and princes; for by such was it acted. |
| 114214 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. One of the prettiest touche... |
| 114215 | which angl'd for mine eyes- caught the wat... |
| 114216 | fish- was, when at the relation of the Que... |
| 114217 | manner how she came to't bravely confess'd... |
| 114218 | King, how attentivenes wounded his daughte... |
| 114219 | of dolour to another, she did with an 'Ala... |
| 114220 | bleed tears; for I am sure my heart wept b... |
| 114221 | marble there changed colour; some swooned,... |
| 114222 | the world could have seen't, the woe had b... |
| 114223 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Are they returned to the co... |
| 114224 | THIRD GENTLEMAN. No. The Princess hearing of... |
| 114225 | which is in the keeping of Paulina- a piec... |
| 114226 | and now newly perform'd by that rare Itali... |
| 114227 | Romano, who, had he himself eternity and c... |
| 114228 | his work, would beguile nature of her cust... |
| 114229 | her ape. He so near to Hermione hath done ... |
| 114230 | one would speak to her and stand in hope o... |
| 114231 | all greediness of affection are they gone,... |
| 114232 | to sup. |
| 114233 | SECOND GENTLEMAN. I thought she had some gre... |
| 114234 | hand; for she hath privately twice or thri... |
| 114235 | the death of Hermione, visited that remove... |
| 114236 | thither, and with our company piece the re... |
| 114237 | FIRST GENTLEMAN. Who would be thence that ha... |
| 114238 | access? Every wink of an eye some new grac... |
| 114239 | absence makes us unthrifty to our knowledg... |
| 114240 | ... |
| 114241 | AUTOLYCUS. Now, had I not the dash of my for... |
| 114242 | preferment drop on my head. I brought the ... |
| 114243 | aboard the Prince; told him I heard them t... |
| 114244 | know not what; but he at that time over-fo... |
| 114245 | daughter- so he then took her to be- who b... |
| 114246 | sea-sick, and himself little better, extre... |
| 114247 | continuing, this mystery remained undiscov... |
| 114248 | to me; for had I been the finder-out of th... |
| 114249 | have relish'd among my other discredits. |
| 114250 | Enter SHEPHERD and CLOWN |
| 114251 | Here come those I have done good to agains... |
| 114252 | appearing in the blossoms of their fortune. |
| 114253 | SHEPHERD. Come, boy; I am past moe children,... |
| 114254 | daughters will be all gentlemen born. |
| 114255 | CLOWN. You are well met, sir. You denied to ... |
| 114256 | other day, because I was no gentleman born... |
| 114257 | clothes? Say you see them not and think me... |
| 114258 | born. You were best say these robes are no... |
| 114259 | me the lie, do; and try whether I am not n... |
| 114260 | AUTOLYCUS. I know you are now, sir, a gentle... |
| 114261 | CLOWN. Ay, and have been so any time these f... |
| 114262 | SHEPHERD. And so have I, boy. |
| 114263 | CLOWN. So you have; but I was a gentleman bo... |
| 114264 | for the King's son took me by the hand and... |
| 114265 | then the two kings call'd my father brothe... |
| 114266 | my brother, and the Princess, my sister, c... |
| 114267 | And so we wept; and there was the first ge... |
| 114268 | ever we shed. |
| 114269 | SHEPHERD. We may live, son, to shed many more. |
| 114270 | CLOWN. Ay; or else 'twere hard luck, being i... |
| 114271 | estate as we are. |
| 114272 | AUTOLYCUS. I humbly beseech you, sir, to par... |
| 114273 | have committed to your worship, and to giv... |
| 114274 | to the Prince my master. |
| 114275 | SHEPHERD. Prithee, son, do; for we must be g... |
| 114276 | gentlemen. |
| 114277 | CLOWN. Thou wilt amend thy life? |
| 114278 | AUTOLYCUS. Ay, an it like your good worship. |
| 114279 | CLOWN. Give me thy hand. I will swear to the... |
| 114280 | honest a true fellow as any is in Bohemia. |
| 114281 | SHEPHERD. You may say it, but not swear it. |
| 114282 | CLOWN. Not swear it, now I am a gentleman? L... |
| 114283 | say it: I'll swear it. |
| 114284 | SHEPHERD. How if it be false, son? |
| 114285 | CLOWN. If it be ne'er so false, a true gentl... |
| 114286 | the behalf of his friend. And I'll swear t... |
| 114287 | tall fellow of thy hands and that thou wil... |
| 114288 | know thou art no tall fellow of thy hands ... |
| 114289 | drunk. But I'll swear it; and I would thou... |
| 114290 | fellow of thy hands. |
| 114291 | AUTOLYCUS. I will prove so, sir, to my power. |
| 114292 | CLOWN. Ay, by any means, prove a tall fellow... |
| 114293 | how thou dar'st venture to be drunk not be... |
| 114294 | trust me not. Hark! the kings and the prin... |
| 114295 | going to see the Queen's picture. Come, fo... |
| 114296 | good masters. ... |
| 114297 | SCENE III. |
| 114298 | Sicilia. A chapel in PAULINA's house |
| 114299 | Enter LEONTES, POLIXENES, FLORIZEL, PERDITA, C... |
| 114300 | LORDS and ATTENDANTS |
| 114301 | LEONTES. O grave and good Paulina, the great... |
| 114302 | That I have had of thee! |
| 114303 | PAULINA. What, sovereign sir, |
| 114304 | I did not well, I meant well. All my services |
| 114305 | You have paid home; but that you have vouc... |
| 114306 | With your crown'd brother and these your c... |
| 114307 | Heirs of your kingdoms, my poor house to v... |
| 114308 | It is a surplus of your grace, which never |
| 114309 | My life may last to answer. |
| 114310 | LEONTES. O Paulina, |
| 114311 | We honour you with trouble; but we came |
| 114312 | To see the statue of our queen. Your gallery |
| 114313 | Have we pass'd through, not without much c... |
| 114314 | In many singularities; but we saw not |
| 114315 | That which my daughter came to look upon, |
| 114316 | The statue of her mother. |
| 114317 | PAULINA. As she liv'd peerless, |
| 114318 | So her dead likeness, I do well believe, |
| 114319 | Excels whatever yet you look'd upon |
| 114320 | Or hand of man hath done; therefore I keep it |
| 114321 | Lonely, apart. But here it is. Prepare |
| 114322 | To see the life as lively mock'd as ever |
| 114323 | Still sleep mock'd death. Behold; and say ... |
| 114324 | [PAULINA draws a curtain, and ... |
| 114325 | stand... |
| 114326 | I like your silence; it the more shows off |
| 114327 | Your wonder; but yet speak. First, you, my... |
| 114328 | Comes it not something near? |
| 114329 | LEONTES. Her natural posture! |
| 114330 | Chide me, dear stone, that I may say indeed |
| 114331 | Thou art Hermione; or rather, thou art she |
| 114332 | In thy not chiding; for she was as tender |
| 114333 | As infancy and grace. But yet, Paulina, |
| 114334 | Hermione was not so much wrinkled, nothing |
| 114335 | So aged as this seems. |
| 114336 | POLIXENES. O, not by much! |
| 114337 | PAULINA. So much the more our carver's excel... |
| 114338 | Which lets go by some sixteen years and ma... |
| 114339 | As she liv'd now. |
| 114340 | LEONTES. As now she might have done, |
| 114341 | So much to my good comfort as it is |
| 114342 | Now piercing to my soul. O, thus she stood, |
| 114343 | Even with such life of majesty- warm life, |
| 114344 | As now it coldly stands- when first I woo'... |
| 114345 | I am asham'd. Does not the stone rebuke me |
| 114346 | For being more stone than it? O royal piece, |
| 114347 | There's magic in thy majesty, which has |
| 114348 | My evils conjur'd to remembrance, and |
| 114349 | From thy admiring daughter took the spirits, |
| 114350 | Standing like stone with thee! |
| 114351 | PERDITA. And give me leave, |
| 114352 | And do not say 'tis superstition that |
| 114353 | I kneel, and then implore her blessing. Lady, |
| 114354 | Dear queen, that ended when I but began, |
| 114355 | Give me that hand of yours to kiss. |
| 114356 | PAULINA. O, patience! |
| 114357 | The statue is but newly fix'd, the colour's |
| 114358 | Not dry. |
| 114359 | CAMILLO. My lord, your sorrow was too sore l... |
| 114360 | Which sixteen winters cannot blow away, |
| 114361 | So many summers dry. Scarce any joy |
| 114362 | Did ever so long live; no sorrow |
| 114363 | But kill'd itself much sooner. |
| 114364 | POLIXENES. Dear my brother, |
| 114365 | Let him that was the cause of this have pow'r |
| 114366 | To take off so much grief from you as he |
| 114367 | Will piece up in himself. |
| 114368 | PAULINA. Indeed, my lord, |
| 114369 | If I had thought the sight of my poor image |
| 114370 | Would thus have wrought you- for the stone... |
| 114371 | I'd not have show'd it. |
| 114372 | LEONTES. Do not draw the curtain. |
| 114373 | PAULINA. No longer shall you gaze on't, lest... |
| 114374 | May think anon it moves. |
| 114375 | LEONTES. Let be, let be. |
| 114376 | Would I were dead, but that methinks alrea... |
| 114377 | What was he that did make it? See, my lord, |
| 114378 | Would you not deem it breath'd, and that t... |
| 114379 | Did verily bear blood? |
| 114380 | POLIXENES. Masterly done! |
| 114381 | The very life seems warm upon her lip. |
| 114382 | LEONTES. The fixture of her eye has motion i... |
| 114383 | As we are mock'd with art. |
| 114384 | PAULINA. I'll draw the curtain. |
| 114385 | My lord's almost so far transported that |
| 114386 | He'll think anon it lives. |
| 114387 | LEONTES. O sweet Paulina, |
| 114388 | Make me to think so twenty years together! |
| 114389 | No settled senses of the world can match |
| 114390 | The pleasure of that madness. Let 't alone. |
| 114391 | PAULINA. I am sorry, sir, I have thus far st... |
| 114392 | I could afflict you farther. |
| 114393 | LEONTES. Do, Paulina; |
| 114394 | For this affliction has a taste as sweet |
| 114395 | As any cordial comfort. Still, methinks, |
| 114396 | There is an air comes from her. What fine ... |
| 114397 | Could ever yet cut breath? Let no man mock... |
| 114398 | For I will kiss her. |
| 114399 | PAULINA. Good my lord, forbear. |
| 114400 | The ruddiness upon her lip is wet; |
| 114401 | You'll mar it if you kiss it; stain your own |
| 114402 | With oily painting. Shall I draw the curtain? |
| 114403 | LEONTES. No, not these twenty years. |
| 114404 | PERDITA. So long could I |
| 114405 | Stand by, a looker-on. |
| 114406 | PAULINA. Either forbear, |
| 114407 | Quit presently the chapel, or resolve you |
| 114408 | For more amazement. If you can behold it, |
| 114409 | I'll make the statue move indeed, descend, |
| 114410 | And take you by the hand, but then you'll ... |
| 114411 | Which I protest against- I am assisted |
| 114412 | By wicked powers. |
| 114413 | LEONTES. What you can make her do |
| 114414 | I am content to look on; what to speak |
| 114415 | I am content to hear; for 'tis as easy |
| 114416 | To make her speak as move. |
| 114417 | PAULINA. It is requir'd |
| 114418 | You do awake your faith. Then all stand st... |
| 114419 | Or those that think it is unlawful business |
| 114420 | I am about, let them depart. |
| 114421 | LEONTES. Proceed. |
| 114422 | No foot shall stir. |
| 114423 | PAULINA. Music, awake her: strike. ... |
| 114424 | 'Tis time; descend; be stone no more; appr... |
| 114425 | Strike all that look upon with marvel. Come; |
| 114426 | I'll fill your grave up. Stir; nay, come a... |
| 114427 | Bequeath to death your numbness, for from him |
| 114428 | Dear life redeems you. You perceive she st... |
| 114429 | [HERMIONE comes down ... |
| 114430 | Start not; her actions shall be holy as |
| 114431 | You hear my spell is lawful. Do not shun her |
| 114432 | Until you see her die again; for then |
| 114433 | You kill her double. Nay, present your hand. |
| 114434 | When she was young you woo'd her; now in age |
| 114435 | Is she become the suitor? |
| 114436 | LEONTES. O, she's warm! |
| 114437 | If this be magic, let it be an art |
| 114438 | Lawful as eating. |
| 114439 | POLIXENES. She embraces him. |
| 114440 | CAMILLO. She hangs about his neck. |
| 114441 | If she pertain to life, let her speak too. |
| 114442 | POLIXENES. Ay, and make it manifest where sh... |
| 114443 | Or how stol'n from the dead. |
| 114444 | PAULINA. That she is living, |
| 114445 | Were it but told you, should be hooted at |
| 114446 | Like an old tale; but it appears she lives |
| 114447 | Though yet she speak not. Mark a little wh... |
| 114448 | Please you to interpose, fair madam. Kneel, |
| 114449 | And pray your mother's blessing. Turn, goo... |
| 114450 | Our Perdita is found. |
| 114451 | HERMIONE. You gods, look down, |
| 114452 | And from your sacred vials pour your graces |
| 114453 | Upon my daughter's head! Tell me, mine own, |
| 114454 | Where hast thou been preserv'd? Where liv'... |
| 114455 | Thy father's court? For thou shalt hear th... |
| 114456 | Knowing by Paulina that the oracle |
| 114457 | Gave hope thou wast in being, have preserv'd |
| 114458 | Myself to see the issue. |
| 114459 | PAULINA. There's time enough for that, |
| 114460 | Lest they desire upon this push to trouble |
| 114461 | Your joys with like relation. Go together, |
| 114462 | You precious winners all; your exultation |
| 114463 | Partake to every one. I, an old turtle, |
| 114464 | Will wing me to some wither'd bough, and t... |
| 114465 | My mate, that's never to be found again, |
| 114466 | Lament till I am lost. |
| 114467 | LEONTES. O peace, Paulina! |
| 114468 | Thou shouldst a husband take by my consent, |
| 114469 | As I by thine a wife. This is a match, |
| 114470 | And made between's by vows. Thou hast foun... |
| 114471 | But how, is to be question'd; for I saw her, |
| 114472 | As I thought, dead; and have, in vain, sai... |
| 114473 | A prayer upon her grave. I'll not seek far- |
| 114474 | For him, I partly know his mind- to find thee |
| 114475 | An honourable husband. Come, Camillo, |
| 114476 | And take her by the hand whose worth and h... |
| 114477 | Is richly noted, and here justified |
| 114478 | By us, a pair of kings. Let's from this pl... |
| 114479 | What! look upon my brother. Both your pard... |
| 114480 | That e'er I put between your holy looks |
| 114481 | My ill suspicion. This your son-in-law, |
| 114482 | And son unto the King, whom heavens direct... |
| 114483 | Is troth-plight to your daughter. Good Pau... |
| 114484 | Lead us from hence where we may leisurely |
| 114485 | Each one demand and answer to his part |
| 114486 | Perform'd in this wide gap of time since f... |
| 114487 | We were dissever'd. Hastily lead away. ... |
| 114488 | THE END |
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| 114498 | A LOVER'S COMPLAINT |
| 114499 | by William Shakespeare |
| 114500 | From off a hill whose concave womb reworded |
| 114501 | A plaintful story from a sist'ring vale, |
| 114502 | My spirits t'attend this double voice accorded, |
| 114503 | And down I laid to list the sad-tuned tale, |
| 114504 | Ere long espied a fickle maid full pale, |
| 114505 | Tearing of papers, breaking rings atwain, |
| 114506 | Storming her world with sorrow's wind and rain. |
| 114507 | Upon her head a platted hive of straw, |
| 114508 | Which fortified her visage from the sun, |
| 114509 | Whereon the thought might think sometime it saw |
| 114510 | The carcase of a beauty spent and done. |
| 114511 | Time had not scythed all that youth begun, |
| 114512 | Nor youth all quit, but spite of heaven's fe... |
| 114513 | Some beauty peeped through lattice of seared... |
| 114514 | Oft did she heave her napkin to her eyne, |
| 114515 | Which on it had conceited characters, |
| 114516 | Laund'ring the silken figures in the brine |
| 114517 | That seasoned woe had pelleted in tears, |
| 114518 | And often reading what contents it bears; |
| 114519 | As often shrieking undistinguished woe, |
| 114520 | In clamours of all size, both high and low. |
| 114521 | Sometimes her levelled eyes their carriage r... |
| 114522 | As they did batt'ry to the spheres intend; |
| 114523 | Sometime diverted their poor balls are tied |
| 114524 | To th' orbed earth; sometimes they do extend |
| 114525 | Their view right on; anon their gazes lend |
| 114526 | To every place at once, and nowhere fixed, |
| 114527 | The mind and sight distractedly commixed. |
| 114528 | Her hair, nor loose nor tied in formal plat, |
| 114529 | Proclaimed in her a careless hand of pride; |
| 114530 | For some, untucked, descended her sheaved hat, |
| 114531 | Hanging her pale and pined cheek beside; |
| 114532 | Some in her threaden fillet still did bide, |
| 114533 | And, true to bondage, would not break from t... |
| 114534 | Though slackly braided in loose negligence. |
| 114535 | A thousand favours from a maund she drew |
| 114536 | Of amber, crystal, and of beaded jet, |
| 114537 | Which one by one she in a river threw, |
| 114538 | Upon whose weeping margent she was set; |
| 114539 | Like usury applying wet to wet, |
| 114540 | Or monarchs' hands that lets not bounty fall |
| 114541 | Where want cries some, but where excess begs... |
| 114542 | Of folded schedules had she many a one, |
| 114543 | Which she perused, sighed, tore, and gave th... |
| 114544 | Cracked many a ring of posied gold and bone, |
| 114545 | Bidding them find their sepulchres in mud; |
| 114546 | Found yet moe letters sadly penned in blood, |
| 114547 | With sleided silk feat and affectedly |
| 114548 | Enswathed and sealed to curious secrecy. |
| 114549 | These often bathed she in her fluxive eyes, |
| 114550 | And often kissed, and often 'gan to tear; |
| 114551 | Cried, 'O false blood, thou register of lies, |
| 114552 | What unapproved witness dost thou bear! |
| 114553 | Ink would have seemed more black and damned ... |
| 114554 | This said, in top of rage the lines she rents, |
| 114555 | Big discontents so breaking their contents. |
| 114556 | A reverend man that grazed his cattle nigh, |
| 114557 | Sometime a blusterer that the ruffle knew |
| 114558 | Of court, of city, and had let go by |
| 114559 | The swiftest hours observed as they flew, |
| 114560 | Towards this afflicted fancy fastly drew; |
| 114561 | And, privileged by age, desires to know |
| 114562 | In brief the grounds and motives of her woe. |
| 114563 | So slides he down upon his grained bat, |
| 114564 | And comely distant sits he by her side; |
| 114565 | When he again desires her, being sat, |
| 114566 | Her grievance with his hearing to divide. |
| 114567 | If that from him there may be aught applied |
| 114568 | Which may her suffering ecstasy assuage, |
| 114569 | 'Tis promised in the charity of age. |
| 114570 | 'Father,' she says, 'though in me you behold |
| 114571 | The injury of many a blasting hour, |
| 114572 | Let it not tell your judgement I am old: |
| 114573 | Not age, but sorrow, over me hath power. |
| 114574 | I might as yet have been a spreading flower, |
| 114575 | Fresh to myself, if I had self-applied |
| 114576 | Love to myself, and to no love beside. |
| 114577 | 'But woe is me! too early I attended |
| 114578 | A youthful suit- it was to gain my grace- |
| 114579 | O, one by nature's outwards so commended |
| 114580 | That maidens' eyes stuck over all his face. |
| 114581 | Love lacked a dwelling and made him her place; |
| 114582 | And when in his fair parts she did abide, |
| 114583 | She was new lodged and newly deified. |
| 114584 | 'His browny locks did hang in crooked curls; |
| 114585 | And every light occasion of the wind |
| 114586 | Upon his lips their silken parcels hurls. |
| 114587 | What's sweet to do, to do will aptly find: |
| 114588 | Each eye that saw him did enchant the mind; |
| 114589 | For on his visage was in little drawn |
| 114590 | What largeness thinks in Paradise was sawn. |
| 114591 | 'Small show of man was yet upon his chin; |
| 114592 | His phoenix down began but to appear, |
| 114593 | Like unshorn velvet, on that termless skin, |
| 114594 | Whose bare out-bragged the web it seemed to ... |
| 114595 | Yet showed his visage by that cost more dear; |
| 114596 | And nice affections wavering stood in doubt |
| 114597 | If best were as it was, or best without. |
| 114598 | 'His qualities were beauteous as his form, |
| 114599 | For maiden-tongued he was, and thereof free; |
| 114600 | Yet if men moved him, was he such a storm |
| 114601 | As oft 'twixt May and April is to see, |
| 114602 | When winds breathe sweet, unruly though they... |
| 114603 | His rudeness so with his authorized youth |
| 114604 | Did livery falseness in a pride of truth. |
| 114605 | 'Well could he ride, and often men would say, |
| 114606 | "That horse his mettle from his rider takes: |
| 114607 | Proud of subjection, noble by the sway, |
| 114608 | What rounds, what bounds, what course, what ... |
| 114609 | And controversy hence a question takes |
| 114610 | Whether the horse by him became his deed, |
| 114611 | Or he his manage by th' well-doing steed. |
| 114612 | 'But quickly on this side the verdict went: |
| 114613 | His real habitude gave life and grace |
| 114614 | To appertainings and to ornament, |
| 114615 | Accomplished in himself, not in his case, |
| 114616 | All aids, themselves made fairer by their pl... |
| 114617 | Came for additions; yet their purposed trim |
| 114618 | Pierced not his grace, but were all graced b... |
| 114619 | 'So on the tip of his subduing tongue |
| 114620 | All kind of arguments and question deep, |
| 114621 | All replication prompt, and reason strong, |
| 114622 | For his advantage still did wake and sleep. |
| 114623 | To make the weeper laugh, the laugher weep, |
| 114624 | He had the dialect and different skill, |
| 114625 | Catching all passions in his craft of will, |
| 114626 | 'That he did in the general bosom reign |
| 114627 | Of young, of old, and sexes both enchanted, |
| 114628 | To dwell with him in thoughts, or to remain |
| 114629 | In personal duty, following where he haunted. |
| 114630 | Consents bewitched, ere he desire, have gran... |
| 114631 | And dialogued for him what he would say, |
| 114632 | Asked their own wills, and made their wills ... |
| 114633 | 'Many there were that did his picture get, |
| 114634 | To serve their eyes, and in it put their mind; |
| 114635 | Like fools that in th' imagination set |
| 114636 | The goodly objects which abroad they find |
| 114637 | Of lands and mansions, theirs in thought ass... |
| 114638 | And labouring in moe pleasures to bestow them |
| 114639 | Than the true gouty landlord which doth owe ... |
| 114640 | 'So many have, that never touched his hand, |
| 114641 | Sweetly supposed them mistress of his heart. |
| 114642 | My woeful self, that did in freedom stand, |
| 114643 | And was my own fee-simple, not in part, |
| 114644 | What with his art in youth, and youth in art, |
| 114645 | Threw my affections in his charmed power |
| 114646 | Reserved the stalk and gave him all my flower. |
| 114647 | 'Yet did I not, as some my equals did, |
| 114648 | Demand of him, nor being desired yielded; |
| 114649 | Finding myself in honour so forbid, |
| 114650 | With safest distance I mine honour shielded. |
| 114651 | Experience for me many bulwarks builded |
| 114652 | Of proofs new-bleeding, which remained the foil |
| 114653 | Of this false jewel, and his amorous spoil. |
| 114654 | 'But ah, who ever shunned by precedent |
| 114655 | The destined ill she must herself assay? |
| 114656 | Or forced examples, 'gainst her own content, |
| 114657 | To put the by-past perils in her way? |
| 114658 | Counsel may stop awhile what will not stay; |
| 114659 | For when we rage, advice is often seen |
| 114660 | By blunting us to make our wills more keen. |
| 114661 | 'Nor gives it satisfaction to our blood |
| 114662 | That we must curb it upon others' proof, |
| 114663 | To be forbod the sweets that seems so good |
| 114664 | For fear of harms that preach in our behoof. |
| 114665 | O appetite, from judgement stand aloof! |
| 114666 | The one a palate hath that needs will taste, |
| 114667 | Though Reason weep, and cry it is thy last. |
| 114668 | 'For further I could say this man's untrue, |
| 114669 | And knew the patterns of his foul beguiling; |
| 114670 | Heard where his plants in others' orchards g... |
| 114671 | Saw how deceits were gilded in his smiling; |
| 114672 | Knew vows were ever brokers to defiling; |
| 114673 | Thought characters and words merely but art, |
| 114674 | And bastards of his foul adulterate heart. |
| 114675 | 'And long upon these terms I held my city, |
| 114676 | Till thus he 'gan besiege me: "Gentle maid, |
| 114677 | Have of my suffering youth some feeling pity, |
| 114678 | And be not of my holy vows afraid. |
| 114679 | That's to ye sworn to none was ever said; |
| 114680 | For feasts of love I have been called unto, |
| 114681 | Till now did ne'er invite nor never woo. |
| 114682 | '"All my offences that abroad you see |
| 114683 | Are errors of the blood, none of the mind; |
| 114684 | Love made them not; with acture they may be, |
| 114685 | Where neither party is nor true nor kind. |
| 114686 | They sought their shame that so their shame ... |
| 114687 | And so much less of shame in me remains |
| 114688 | By how much of me their reproach contains. |
| 114689 | '"Among the many that mine eyes have seen, |
| 114690 | Not one whose flame my heart so much as warmed, |
| 114691 | Or my affection put to th' smallest teen, |
| 114692 | Or any of my leisures ever charmed. |
| 114693 | Harm have I done to them, but ne'er was harm... |
| 114694 | Kept hearts in liveries, but mine own was free, |
| 114695 | And reigned commanding in his monarchy. |
| 114696 | '"Look here what tributes wounded fancies se... |
| 114697 | Of paled pearls and rubies red as blood; |
| 114698 | Figuring that they their passions likewise l... |
| 114699 | Of grief and blushes, aptly understood |
| 114700 | In bloodless white and the encrimsoned mood- |
| 114701 | Effects of terror and dear modesty, |
| 114702 | Encamped in hearts, but fighting outwardly. |
| 114703 | '"And, lo, behold these talents of their hair, |
| 114704 | With twisted metal amorously empleached, |
| 114705 | I have receiv'd from many a several fair, |
| 114706 | Their kind acceptance weepingly beseeched, |
| 114707 | With the annexions of fair gems enriched, |
| 114708 | And deep-brained sonnets that did amplify |
| 114709 | Each stone's dear nature, worth, and quality. |
| 114710 | '"The diamond? why, 'twas beautiful and hard, |
| 114711 | Whereto his invised properties did tend; |
| 114712 | The deep-green em'rald, in whose fresh regard |
| 114713 | Weak sights their sickly radiance do amend; |
| 114714 | The heaven-hued sapphire and the opal blend |
| 114715 | With objects manifold; each several stone, |
| 114716 | With wit well blazoned, smiled, or made some... |
| 114717 | '"Lo, all these trophies of affections hot, |
| 114718 | Of pensived and subdued desires the tender, |
| 114719 | Nature hath charged me that I hoard them not, |
| 114720 | But yield them up where I myself must render- |
| 114721 | That is, to you, my origin and ender; |
| 114722 | For these, of force, must your oblations be, |
| 114723 | Since I their altar, you enpatron me. |
| 114724 | '"O then advance of yours that phraseless hand |
| 114725 | Whose white weighs down the airy scale of pr... |
| 114726 | Take all these similes to your own command, |
| 114727 | Hallowed with sighs that burning lungs did r... |
| 114728 | What me your minister for you obeys |
| 114729 | Works under you; and to your audit comes |
| 114730 | Their distract parcels in combined sums. |
| 114731 | '"Lo, this device was sent me from a nun, |
| 114732 | Or sister sanctified, of holiest note, |
| 114733 | Which late her noble suit in court did shun, |
| 114734 | Whose rarest havings made the blossoms dote; |
| 114735 | For she was sought by spirits of richest coat, |
| 114736 | But kept cold distance, and did thence remove |
| 114737 | To spend her living in eternal love. |
| 114738 | '"But, O my sweet, what labour is't to leave |
| 114739 | The thing we have not, mast'ring what not st... |
| 114740 | Playing the place which did no form receive, |
| 114741 | Playing patient sports in unconstrained gyves! |
| 114742 | She that her fame so to herself contrives, |
| 114743 | The scars of battle scapeth by the flight, |
| 114744 | And makes her absence valiant, not her might. |
| 114745 | '"O pardon me in that my boast is true! |
| 114746 | The accident which brought me to her eye |
| 114747 | Upon the moment did her force subdue, |
| 114748 | And now she would the caged cloister fly. |
| 114749 | Religious love put out religion's eye. |
| 114750 | Not to be tempted, would she be immured, |
| 114751 | And now to tempt all liberty procured. |
| 114752 | '"How mighty then you are, O hear me tell! |
| 114753 | The broken bosoms that to me belong |
| 114754 | Have emptied all their fountains in my well, |
| 114755 | And mine I pour your ocean all among. |
| 114756 | I strong o'er them, and you o'er me being st... |
| 114757 | Must for your victory us all congest, |
| 114758 | As compound love to physic your cold breast. |
| 114759 | '"My parts had pow'r to charm a sacred nun, |
| 114760 | Who, disciplined, ay, dieted in grace, |
| 114761 | Believed her eyes when they t'assail begun, |
| 114762 | All vows and consecrations giving place, |
| 114763 | O most potential love, vow, bond, nor space, |
| 114764 | In thee hath neither sting, knot, nor confine, |
| 114765 | For thou art all, and all things else are th... |
| 114766 | '"When thou impressest, what are precepts worth |
| 114767 | Of stale example? When thou wilt inflame, |
| 114768 | How coldly those impediments stand forth, |
| 114769 | Of wealth, of filial fear, law, kindred, fame! |
| 114770 | Love's arms are peace, 'gainst rule, 'gainst... |
| 114771 | And sweetens, in the suff'ring pangs it bears, |
| 114772 | The aloes of all forces, shocks and fears. |
| 114773 | '"Now all these hearts that do on mine depend, |
| 114774 | Feeling it break, with bleeding groans they ... |
| 114775 | And supplicant their sighs to your extend, |
| 114776 | To leave the batt'ry that you make 'gainst m... |
| 114777 | Lending soft audience to my sweet design, |
| 114778 | And credent soul to that strong-bonded oath, |
| 114779 | That shall prefer and undertake my troth." |
| 114780 | 'This said, his wat'ry eyes he did dismount, |
| 114781 | Whose sights till then were levelled on my f... |
| 114782 | Each cheek a river running from a fount |
| 114783 | With brinish current downward flowed apace. |
| 114784 | O, how the channel to the stream gave grace! |
| 114785 | Who glazed with crystal gate the glowing roses |
| 114786 | That flame through water which their hue enc... |
| 114787 | 'O father, what a hell of witchcraft lies |
| 114788 | In the small orb of one particular tear! |
| 114789 | But with the inundation of the eyes |
| 114790 | What rocky heart to water will not wear? |
| 114791 | What breast so cold that is not warmed here? |
| 114792 | O cleft effect! cold modesty, hot wrath, |
| 114793 | Both fire from hence and chill extincture hath. |
| 114794 | 'For lo, his passion, but an art of craft, |
| 114795 | Even there resolved my reason into tears; |
| 114796 | There my white stole of chastity I daffed, |
| 114797 | Shook off my sober guards and civil fears; |
| 114798 | Appear to him as he to me appears, |
| 114799 | All melting; though our drops this diff'renc... |
| 114800 | His poisoned me, and mine did him restore. |
| 114801 | 'In him a plenitude of subtle matter, |
| 114802 | Applied to cautels, all strange forms receives, |
| 114803 | Of burning blushes or of weeping water, |
| 114804 | Or swooning paleness; and he takes and leaves, |
| 114805 | In either's aptness, as it best deceives, |
| 114806 | To blush at speeches rank, to weep at woes, |
| 114807 | Or to turn white and swoon at tragic shows; |
| 114808 | 'That not a heart which in his level came |
| 114809 | Could scape the hail of his all-hurting aim, |
| 114810 | Showing fair nature is both kind and tame; |
| 114811 | And, veiled in them, did win whom he would m... |
| 114812 | Against the thing he sought he would exclaim; |
| 114813 | When he most burned in heart-wished luxury, |
| 114814 | He preached pure maid and praised cold chast... |
| 114815 | 'Thus merely with the garment of a Grace |
| 114816 | The naked and concealed fiend he covered, |
| 114817 | That th' unexperient gave the tempter place, |
| 114818 | Which, like a cherubin, above them hovered. |
| 114819 | Who, young and simple, would not be so lovered? |
| 114820 | Ay me, I fell, and yet do question make |
| 114821 | What I should do again for such a sake. |
| 114822 | 'O, that infected moisture of his eye, |
| 114823 | O, that false fire which in his cheek so glo... |
| 114824 | O, that forced thunder from his heart did fly, |
| 114825 | O, that sad breath his spongy lungs bestowed, |
| 114826 | O, all that borrowed motion, seeming owed, |
| 114827 | Would yet again betray the fore-betrayed, |
| 114828 | And new pervert a reconciled maid.' |
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| 2 | abroad |
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| 4 | abuse |
| 5 | according |
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| 7 | accuse |
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| 151 | claudio |
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| 171 | common |
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| 176 | condition |
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| 179 | conscience |
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| 188 | copyright |
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| 192 | count |
| 193 | counterfeit |
| 194 | countess |
| 195 | country |
| 196 | courage |
| 197 | course |
| 198 | court |
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| 200 | cousin |
| 201 | coward |
| 202 | crave |
| 203 | creature |
| 204 | credit |
| 205 | cromwell |
| 206 | cross |
| 207 | crown |
| 208 | cruel |
| 209 | cunning |
| 210 | cupid |
| 211 | curse |
| 212 | custom |
| 213 | dagger |
| 214 | damned |
| 215 | dance |
| 216 | danger |
| 217 | darkness |
| 218 | daughter |
| 219 | deadly |
| 220 | dearest |
| 221 | dearly |
| 222 | death |
| 223 | deeds |
| 224 | defend |
| 225 | degree |
| 226 | delight |
| 227 | deliver |
| 228 | demand |
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| 230 | depart |
| 231 | desert |
| 232 | deserve |
| 233 | desire |
| 234 | despair |
| 235 | desperate |
| 236 | despite |
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| 238 | devil |
| 239 | devise |
| 240 | didst |
| 241 | dinner |
| 242 | discourse |
| 243 | discover |
| 244 | disgrace |
| 245 | dishonour |
| 246 | dispatch |
| 247 | displeasure |
| 248 | disposition |
| 249 | distributed |
| 250 | divine |
| 251 | doctor |
| 252 | doing |
| 253 | dolabella |
| 254 | doors |
| 255 | double |
| 256 | doubt |
| 257 | download |
| 258 | dramatis |
| 259 | drawn |
| 260 | dread |
| 261 | dreadful |
| 262 | dream |
| 263 | dreams |
| 264 | drink |
| 265 | drops |
| 266 | drown |
| 267 | drums |
| 268 | drunk |
| 269 | duncan |
| 270 | durst |
| 271 | dwell |
| 272 | dying |
| 273 | early |
| 274 | earth |
| 275 | edmund |
| 276 | effect |
| 277 | egypt |
| 278 | either |
| 279 | elbow |
| 280 | elder |
| 281 | embrace |
| 282 | emilia |
| 283 | emperor |
| 284 | empty |
| 285 | encounter |
| 286 | endure |
| 287 | enemies |
| 288 | enemy |
| 289 | enjoy |
| 290 | enobarbus |
| 291 | enough |
| 292 | enter |
| 293 | entertain |
| 294 | entertainment |
| 295 | entreat |
| 296 | equal |
| 297 | estate |
| 298 | eternal |
| 299 | every |
| 300 | everything |
| 301 | excellent |
| 302 | except |
| 303 | excuse |
| 304 | execution |
| 305 | exeter |
| 306 | exeunt |
| 307 | express |
| 308 | faces |
| 309 | faint |
| 310 | fairy |
| 311 | faith |
| 312 | falls |
| 313 | false |
| 314 | familiar |
| 315 | fancy |
| 316 | farewell |
| 317 | farther |
| 318 | fashion |
| 319 | fatal |
| 320 | father |
| 321 | fault |
| 322 | favour |
| 323 | fearful |
| 324 | fears |
| 325 | feast |
| 326 | feeble |
| 327 | fellow |
| 328 | fenton |
| 329 | ferdinand |
| 330 | fetch |
| 331 | field |
| 332 | fiend |
| 333 | fierce |
| 334 | fiery |
| 335 | fight |
| 336 | figure |
| 337 | finds |
| 338 | finger |
| 339 | first |
| 340 | flatter |
| 341 | flesh |
| 342 | flies |
| 343 | flight |
| 344 | flood |
| 345 | flourish |
| 346 | flower |
| 347 | flowers |
| 348 | follow |
| 349 | folly |
| 350 | foolish |
| 351 | fools |
| 352 | forbear |
| 353 | forbid |
| 354 | force |
| 355 | forces |
| 356 | forest |
| 357 | forget |
| 358 | former |
| 359 | forsooth |
| 360 | forth |
| 361 | fortune |
| 362 | forward |
| 363 | fought |
| 364 | found |
| 365 | fourth |
| 366 | frame |
| 367 | france |
| 368 | freely |
| 369 | french |
| 370 | fresh |
| 371 | friend |
| 372 | frown |
| 373 | fruit |
| 374 | further |
| 375 | gallant |
| 376 | garden |
| 377 | gates |
| 378 | gaunt |
| 379 | general |
| 380 | gentle |
| 381 | ghost |
| 382 | given |
| 383 | giving |
| 384 | glass |
| 385 | glorious |
| 386 | glory |
| 387 | going |
| 388 | golden |
| 389 | goodness |
| 390 | gower |
| 391 | grace |
| 392 | grant |
| 393 | grave |
| 394 | great |
| 395 | green |
| 396 | greet |
| 397 | grief |
| 398 | grieve |
| 399 | gross |
| 400 | ground |
| 401 | grown |
| 402 | guard |
| 403 | guess |
| 404 | guilty |
| 405 | habit |
| 406 | hands |
| 407 | hanging |
| 408 | hangs |
| 409 | happiness |
| 410 | happy |
| 411 | haste |
| 412 | hateful |
| 413 | having |
| 414 | hazard |
| 415 | heads |
| 416 | health |
| 417 | heard |
| 418 | heart |
| 419 | heaven |
| 420 | heavy |
| 421 | hector |
| 422 | heels |
| 423 | hence |
| 424 | henceforth |
| 425 | hereafter |
| 426 | herself |
| 427 | highness |
| 428 | holds |
| 429 | hollow |
| 430 | honest |
| 431 | horse |
| 432 | hostess |
| 433 | hours |
| 434 | house |
| 435 | hubert |
| 436 | humble |
| 437 | humour |
| 438 | hundred |
| 439 | husband |
| 440 | ignorant |
| 441 | image |
| 442 | includes |
| 443 | indeed |
| 444 | infinite |
| 445 | innocent |
| 446 | instant |
| 447 | intend |
| 448 | intent |
| 449 | issue |
| 450 | itself |
| 451 | jealous |
| 452 | jewel |
| 453 | judge |
| 454 | judgment |
| 455 | julia |
| 456 | justice |
| 457 | keeps |
| 458 | kindness |
| 459 | kingdom |
| 460 | kings |
| 461 | knave |
| 462 | kneel |
| 463 | knees |
| 464 | knife |
| 465 | knight |
| 466 | knock |
| 467 | knowing |
| 468 | knowledge |
| 469 | known |
| 470 | knows |
| 471 | labour |
| 472 | ladies |
| 473 | ladyship |
| 474 | lands |
| 475 | large |
| 476 | laugh |
| 477 | launce |
| 478 | lawful |
| 479 | learn |
| 480 | learned |
| 481 | least |
| 482 | leave |
| 483 | leisure |
| 484 | leontes |
| 485 | letter |
| 486 | liberty |
| 487 | library |
| 488 | liege |
| 489 | lieutenant |
| 490 | light |
| 491 | limbs |
| 492 | little |
| 493 | lives |
| 494 | living |
| 495 | longer |
| 496 | looks |
| 497 | loose |
| 498 | lords |
| 499 | lordship |
| 500 | lorenzo |
| 501 | lovely |
| 502 | lovers |
| 503 | loves |
| 504 | loving |
| 505 | lucentio |
| 506 | machine |
| 507 | madness |
| 508 | maiden |
| 509 | maids |
| 510 | maintain |
| 511 | majesty |
| 512 | makes |
| 513 | making |
| 514 | malice |
| 515 | manner |
| 516 | march |
| 517 | marcius |
| 518 | marcus |
| 519 | margaret |
| 520 | maria |
| 521 | mariana |
| 522 | marriage |
| 523 | marry |
| 524 | master |
| 525 | match |
| 526 | matter |
| 527 | meaning |
| 528 | means |
| 529 | meant |
| 530 | measure |
| 531 | meeting |
| 532 | membership |
| 533 | memory |
| 534 | merchant |
| 535 | mercy |
| 536 | merit |
| 537 | merry |
| 538 | messenger |
| 539 | midnight |
| 540 | might |
| 541 | mighty |
| 542 | milan |
| 543 | minds |
| 544 | minister |
| 545 | miranda |
| 546 | mirth |
| 547 | mischief |
| 548 | misery |
| 549 | mistake |
| 550 | mistress |
| 551 | modest |
| 552 | money |
| 553 | monster |
| 554 | month |
| 555 | morning |
| 556 | morrow |
| 557 | mortal |
| 558 | mother |
| 559 | motion |
| 560 | mouth |
| 561 | mowbray |
| 562 | murder |
| 563 | murther |
| 564 | music |
| 565 | myself |
| 566 | naked |
| 567 | names |
| 568 | native |
| 569 | natural |
| 570 | nature |
| 571 | needs |
| 572 | neighbour |
| 573 | neither |
| 574 | never |
| 575 | niece |
| 576 | night |
| 577 | noble |
| 578 | noise |
| 579 | nothing |
| 580 | nought |
| 581 | number |
| 582 | nurse |
| 583 | oaths |
| 584 | obedience |
| 585 | oberon |
| 586 | object |
| 587 | occasion |
| 588 | offence |
| 589 | offend |
| 590 | offer |
| 591 | office |
| 592 | often |
| 593 | oliver |
| 594 | opinion |
| 595 | order |
| 596 | orlando |
| 597 | other |
| 598 | others |
| 599 | ourselves |
| 600 | outward |
| 601 | oxford |
| 602 | padua |
| 603 | pains |
| 604 | painted |
| 605 | painter |
| 606 | palace |
| 607 | pandarus |
| 608 | paper |
| 609 | pardon |
| 610 | paris |
| 611 | parolles |
| 612 | parted |
| 613 | particular |
| 614 | partly |
| 615 | parts |
| 616 | party |
| 617 | passage |
| 618 | passion |
| 619 | patience |
| 620 | patient |
| 621 | paulina |
| 622 | peace |
| 623 | pedro |
| 624 | people |
| 625 | perceive |
| 626 | percy |
| 627 | perfect |
| 628 | perhaps |
| 629 | peril |
| 630 | permission |
| 631 | person |
| 632 | personal |
| 633 | phebe |
| 634 | philip |
| 635 | picture |
| 636 | piece |
| 637 | pistol |
| 638 | place |
| 639 | plague |
| 640 | plain |
| 641 | plead |
| 642 | please |
| 643 | pleasure |
| 644 | pluck |
| 645 | poins |
| 646 | point |
| 647 | poison |
| 648 | policy |
| 649 | polixenes |
| 650 | pompey |
| 651 | porter |
| 652 | possible |
| 653 | posthumus |
| 654 | pound |
| 655 | power |
| 656 | practice |
| 657 | praise |
| 658 | prayers |
| 659 | precious |
| 660 | prepare |
| 661 | presence |
| 662 | present |
| 663 | pretty |
| 664 | pride |
| 665 | priest |
| 666 | prince |
| 667 | prison |
| 668 | private |
| 669 | prize |
| 670 | proceed |
| 671 | proclaim |
| 672 | profit |
| 673 | prohibited |
| 674 | project |
| 675 | prologue |
| 676 | promise |
| 677 | proof |
| 678 | proper |
| 679 | protector |
| 680 | protest |
| 681 | proud |
| 682 | prove |
| 683 | provided |
| 684 | public |
| 685 | purpose |
| 686 | purse |
| 687 | quality |
| 688 | quarrel |
| 689 | queen |
| 690 | question |
| 691 | quick |
| 692 | quiet |
| 693 | quite |
| 694 | quoth |
| 695 | raise |
| 696 | ransom |
| 697 | rascal |
| 698 | rather |
| 699 | readable |
| 700 | ready |
| 701 | realm |
| 702 | reason |
| 703 | receive |
| 704 | regard |
| 705 | reign |
| 706 | reignier |
| 707 | remain |
| 708 | remedy |
| 709 | remember |
| 710 | render |
| 711 | repair |
| 712 | repent |
| 713 | report |
| 714 | reputation |
| 715 | request |
| 716 | respect |
| 717 | return |
| 718 | revenge |
| 719 | reverence |
| 720 | revolt |
| 721 | right |
| 722 | rivers |
| 723 | rogue |
| 724 | rotten |
| 725 | rough |
| 726 | round |
| 727 | royal |
| 728 | sacred |
| 729 | safety |
| 730 | saint |
| 731 | salerio |
| 732 | satisfied |
| 733 | saying |
| 734 | scarce |
| 735 | scene |
| 736 | scorn |
| 737 | search |
| 738 | season |
| 739 | second |
| 740 | secret |
| 741 | seeing |
| 742 | senate |
| 743 | senator |
| 744 | sense |
| 745 | sentence |
| 746 | servant |
| 747 | serve |
| 748 | service |
| 749 | seven |
| 750 | several |
| 751 | shadow |
| 752 | shake |
| 753 | shall |
| 754 | shame |
| 755 | shape |
| 756 | sharp |
| 757 | shepherd |
| 758 | shine |
| 759 | shore |
| 760 | short |
| 761 | shortly |
| 762 | should |
| 763 | shows |
| 764 | sickness |
| 765 | sight |
| 766 | silence |
| 767 | silver |
| 768 | simple |
| 769 | since |
| 770 | single |
| 771 | sirrah |
| 772 | sister |
| 773 | skill |
| 774 | slain |
| 775 | slander |
| 776 | slave |
| 777 | sleep |
| 778 | slender |
| 779 | small |
| 780 | smell |
| 781 | smile |
| 782 | soldier |
| 783 | solemn |
| 784 | somerset |
| 785 | something |
| 786 | sometime |
| 787 | sooner |
| 788 | soothsayer |
| 789 | sorrow |
| 790 | sorry |
| 791 | sought |
| 792 | souls |
| 793 | sound |
| 794 | sovereign |
| 795 | spare |
| 796 | speak |
| 797 | speaks |
| 798 | special |
| 799 | speech |
| 800 | speed |
| 801 | spend |
| 802 | spirit |
| 803 | spite |
| 804 | spoke |
| 805 | sport |
| 806 | spring |
| 807 | staff |
| 808 | stain |
| 809 | stand |
| 810 | stars |
| 811 | state |
| 812 | steal |
| 813 | steel |
| 814 | steward |
| 815 | still |
| 816 | stomach |
| 817 | stone |
| 818 | stood |
| 819 | store |
| 820 | storm |
| 821 | story |
| 822 | straight |
| 823 | strange |
| 824 | street |
| 825 | strength |
| 826 | strike |
| 827 | stroke |
| 828 | strong |
| 829 | struck |
| 830 | study |
| 831 | stuff |
| 832 | subject |
| 833 | substance |
| 834 | success |
| 835 | sudden |
| 836 | suddenly |
| 837 | suffer |
| 838 | suffolk |
| 839 | summer |
| 840 | supper |
| 841 | surely |
| 842 | surrey |
| 843 | suspect |
| 844 | swear |
| 845 | sweat |
| 846 | sweet |
| 847 | swift |
| 848 | sword |
| 849 | swore |
| 850 | sworn |
| 851 | syracuse |
| 852 | table |
| 853 | tailor |
| 854 | taken |
| 855 | talbot |
| 856 | tarry |
| 857 | taste |
| 858 | taught |
| 859 | teach |
| 860 | tears |
| 861 | tedious |
| 862 | teeth |
| 863 | tells |
| 864 | tempest |
| 865 | tender |
| 866 | terms |
| 867 | thank |
| 868 | their |
| 869 | themselves |
| 870 | there |
| 871 | therefore |
| 872 | therein |
| 873 | these |
| 874 | thief |
| 875 | thing |
| 876 | think |
| 877 | third |
| 878 | thomas |
| 879 | those |
| 880 | though |
| 881 | thought |
| 882 | thrive |
| 883 | throat |
| 884 | throne |
| 885 | through |
| 886 | throw |
| 887 | thrust |
| 888 | thunder |
| 889 | times |
| 890 | title |
| 891 | together |
| 892 | tongue |
| 893 | tonight |
| 894 | touch |
| 895 | toward |
| 896 | tower |
| 897 | train |
| 898 | traitor |
| 899 | tread |
| 900 | treason |
| 901 | treasure |
| 902 | trial |
| 903 | tribunes |
| 904 | trick |
| 905 | triumph |
| 906 | trouble |
| 907 | truly |
| 908 | trumpet |
| 909 | trust |
| 910 | truth |
| 911 | turns |
| 912 | twice |
| 913 | tyrant |
| 914 | ulysses |
| 915 | uncle |
| 916 | under |
| 917 | understand |
| 918 | undertake |
| 919 | undone |
| 920 | unhappy |
| 921 | unknown |
| 922 | unless |
| 923 | until |
| 924 | unworthy |
| 925 | utter |
| 926 | valentine |
| 927 | valiant |
| 928 | valour |
| 929 | vantage |
| 930 | vengeance |
| 931 | venice |
| 932 | version |
| 933 | victory |
| 934 | villain |
| 935 | viola |
| 936 | violent |
| 937 | virtue |
| 938 | visit |
| 939 | voice |
| 940 | walls |
| 941 | warlike |
| 942 | warrant |
| 943 | waste |
| 944 | watch |
| 945 | water |
| 946 | wealth |
| 947 | weapons |
| 948 | weary |
| 949 | weeds |
| 950 | weeping |
| 951 | weight |
| 952 | welcome |
| 953 | wench |
| 954 | whence |
| 955 | where |
| 956 | wherein |
| 957 | whether |
| 958 | which |
| 959 | while |
| 960 | whither |
| 961 | whole |
| 962 | whore |
| 963 | whose |
| 964 | widow |
| 965 | willing |
| 966 | window |
| 967 | wings |
| 968 | winter |
| 969 | wisdom |
| 970 | witch |
| 971 | withal |
| 972 | within |
| 973 | without |
| 974 | witness |
| 975 | wives |
| 976 | wolsey |
| 977 | woman |
| 978 | wonder |
| 979 | works |
| 980 | world |
| 981 | worse |
| 982 | worship |
| 983 | worth |
| 984 | would |
| 985 | wound |
| 986 | wounded |
| 987 | wrath |
| 988 | wretch |
| 989 | write |
| 990 | written |
| 991 | wrong |
| 992 | wrought |
| 993 | yield |
| 994 | yonder |
| 995 | young |
| 996 | yours |
| 997 | yourself |
| 998 | youth |
FOR DISPLAYING FRENCH WORDS IN DICTIONARY
dictionary=pd.read_csv(r"C:\Users\nicks\Desktop\french_dictionary.csv",usecols=['respecter'])
dictionary
| respecter | |
|---|---|
| 0 | sur |
| 1 | au dessus |
| 2 | à l'étranger |
| 3 | absence |
| 4 | abuser de |
| 5 | selon |
| 6 | Compte |
| 7 | accuser |
| 8 | connaissance |
| 9 | action |
| 10 | avantage |
| 11 | Conseil |
| 12 | affaires |
| 13 | affection |
| 14 | affections |
| 15 | peur |
| 16 | après |
| 17 | ensuite |
| 18 | encore |
| 19 | vivant |
| 20 | presque |
| 21 | seul |
| 22 | le long de |
| 23 | déjà |
| 24 | bien que |
| 25 | toujours |
| 26 | ambition |
| 27 | ancien |
| 28 | ange |
| 29 | colère |
| 30 | un autre |
| 31 | répondre |
| 32 | n'importe quoi |
| 33 | vêtements |
| 34 | apparaître |
| 35 | apparaît |
| 36 | approche |
| 37 | argument |
| 38 | Ariel |
| 39 | armure |
| 40 | de côté |
| 41 | endormi |
| 42 | assurer |
| 43 | Athènes |
| 44 | assister |
| 45 | assisté |
| 46 | autorité |
| 47 | éviter |
| 48 | éveillé |
| 49 | quelque temps |
| 50 | bannir |
| 51 | Dénudé |
| 52 | bassianus |
| 53 | Connard |
| 54 | bataille |
| 55 | barbe |
| 56 | palier |
| 57 | ours |
| 58 | la bête |
| 59 | battu |
| 60 | beauté |
| 61 | car |
| 62 | devenir |
| 63 | Bedford |
| 64 | avant |
| 65 | mendiant |
| 66 | commencer |
| 67 | nom |
| 68 | derrière |
| 69 | voir |
| 70 | étant |
| 71 | croyez |
| 72 | être comme |
| 73 | au dessous de |
| 74 | avantage |
| 75 | outre |
| 76 | trahir |
| 77 | mieux |
| 78 | entre |
| 79 | au-delà |
| 80 | naissance |
| 81 | évêque |
| 82 | amer |
| 83 | noir |
| 84 | faire des reproches |
| 85 | bénir |
| 86 | bénédiction |
| 87 | heureux |
| 88 | aveugle |
| 89 | du sang |
| 90 | coups |
| 91 | cru |
| 92 | rougir |
| 93 | corps |
| 94 | des os |
| 95 | supporté |
| 96 | bas |
| 97 | acheté |
| 98 | lié |
| 99 | prime |
| 100 | cerveau |
| 101 | cerveaux |
| 102 | courageux |
| 103 | Sein |
| 104 | souffle |
| 105 | race |
| 106 | bref |
| 107 | brillant |
| 108 | apporter |
| 109 | cassé |
| 110 | ruisseau |
| 111 | frère |
| 112 | apporté |
| 113 | sourcils |
| 114 | fardeau |
| 115 | enterré |
| 116 | brûlant |
| 117 | Entreprise |
| 118 | ne peux pas |
| 119 | Capitole |
| 120 | capitaine |
| 121 | cardinal |
| 122 | se soucie |
| 123 | porter |
| 124 | Château |
| 125 | capture |
| 126 | cause |
| 127 | cesser |
| 128 | certain |
| 129 | chaîne |
| 130 | chaise |
| 131 | défi |
| 132 | chambre |
| 133 | chance |
| 134 | changement |
| 135 | charge |
| 136 | charité |
| 137 | chaste |
| 138 | joue |
| 139 | acclamation |
| 140 | gronder |
| 141 | chef |
| 142 | enfant |
| 143 | choix |
| 144 | église |
| 145 | cinna |
| 146 | citoyenne |
| 147 | civil |
| 148 | prétendre |
| 149 | clarté |
| 150 | claud |
| 151 | Claudio |
| 152 | clair |
| 153 | Clifford |
| 154 | proche |
| 155 | cailloter |
| 156 | vêtements |
| 157 | des nuages |
| 158 | pitre |
| 159 | Université |
| 160 | Couleur |
| 161 | vient |
| 162 | confort |
| 163 | venir |
| 164 | cominius |
| 165 | commander |
| 166 | commandé |
| 167 | saluer |
| 168 | commercial |
| 169 | commission |
| 170 | commettre |
| 171 | commun |
| 172 | un compagnon |
| 173 | entreprise |
| 174 | Achevée |
| 175 | complexion |
| 176 | état |
| 177 | conduite |
| 178 | avouer |
| 179 | conscience |
| 180 | consentement |
| 181 | considérer |
| 182 | gendarme |
| 183 | constant |
| 184 | mépris |
| 185 | contenu |
| 186 | contraire |
| 187 | copies |
| 188 | droits d'auteur |
| 189 | pourrait |
| 190 | conseil |
| 191 | Conseil |
| 192 | compter |
| 193 | contrefaire |
| 194 | comtesse |
| 195 | pays |
| 196 | courage |
| 197 | cours |
| 198 | tribunal |
| 199 | courtoisie |
| 200 | cousin |
| 201 | lâche |
| 202 | demander |
| 203 | créature |
| 204 | crédit |
| 205 | Cromwell |
| 206 | traverser |
| 207 | couronne |
| 208 | cruel |
| 209 | ruse |
| 210 | Cupidon |
| 211 | malédiction |
| 212 | Douane |
| 213 | dague |
| 214 | damné |
| 215 | Danse |
| 216 | danger |
| 217 | obscurité |
| 218 | fille |
| 219 | mortel |
| 220 | très cher |
| 221 | chèrement |
| 222 | décès |
| 223 | actes |
| 224 | défendre |
| 225 | diplôme |
| 226 | délice |
| 227 | livrer |
| 228 | demande |
| 229 | refusé |
| 230 | partir |
| 231 | désert |
| 232 | mériter |
| 233 | le désir |
| 234 | désespoir |
| 235 | désespéré |
| 236 | malgré |
| 237 | dispositif |
| 238 | diable |
| 239 | concevoir |
| 240 | didst |
| 241 | dîner |
| 242 | discours |
| 243 | découvrir |
| 244 | disgrâce |
| 245 | déshonorer |
| 246 | envoi |
| 247 | mécontentement |
| 248 | disposition |
| 249 | distribué |
| 250 | Divin |
| 251 | docteur |
| 252 | Faire |
| 253 | Dolabella |
| 254 | des portes |
| 255 | double |
| 256 | doute |
| 257 | Télécharger |
| 258 | dramatis |
| 259 | tiré |
| 260 | crainte |
| 261 | horrible |
| 262 | rêver |
| 263 | rêves |
| 264 | boisson |
| 265 | gouttes |
| 266 | noyer |
| 267 | tambours |
| 268 | ivre |
| 269 | Duncan |
| 270 | durst |
| 271 | habiter |
| 272 | en train de mourir |
| 273 | de bonne heure |
| 274 | Terre |
| 275 | Edmund |
| 276 | effet |
| 277 | Egypte |
| 278 | Soit |
| 279 | coude |
| 280 | aîné |
| 281 | embrasse |
| 282 | Émilie |
| 283 | empereur |
| 284 | vide |
| 285 | rencontre |
| 286 | supporter |
| 287 | ennemis |
| 288 | ennemi |
| 289 | prendre plaisir |
| 290 | énobarbus |
| 291 | assez |
| 292 | entrer |
| 293 | divertir |
| 294 | divertissement |
| 295 | supplier |
| 296 | égal |
| 297 | biens |
| 298 | éternel |
| 299 | chaque |
| 300 | tout |
| 301 | excellent |
| 302 | sauf |
| 303 | excuse |
| 304 | exécution |
| 305 | Exeter |
| 306 | sortir |
| 307 | Express |
| 308 | visages |
| 309 | perdre connaissance |
| 310 | Fée |
| 311 | Foi |
| 312 | des chutes |
| 313 | faux |
| 314 | familier |
| 315 | fantaisie |
| 316 | adieu |
| 317 | plus loin |
| 318 | mode |
| 319 | fatal |
| 320 | père |
| 321 | faute |
| 322 | favoriser |
| 323 | craintif |
| 324 | peurs |
| 325 | le banquet |
| 326 | faible |
| 327 | compagnon |
| 328 | Fenton |
| 329 | Ferdinand |
| 330 | chercher |
| 331 | champ |
| 332 | démon |
| 333 | féroce |
| 334 | ardent |
| 335 | bats toi |
| 336 | figure |
| 337 | trouve |
| 338 | doigt |
| 339 | première |
| 340 | flatter |
| 341 | la chair |
| 342 | mouches |
| 343 | vol |
| 344 | inonder |
| 345 | fleurir |
| 346 | fleur |
| 347 | fleurs |
| 348 | suivre |
| 349 | folie |
| 350 | insensé |
| 351 | imbéciles |
| 352 | ancêtre |
| 353 | interdire |
| 354 | Obliger |
| 355 | les forces |
| 356 | forêt |
| 357 | oublier |
| 358 | ancien |
| 359 | en vérité |
| 360 | en avant |
| 361 | fortune |
| 362 | vers l'avant |
| 363 | combattu |
| 364 | a trouvé |
| 365 | Quatrième |
| 366 | Cadre |
| 367 | France |
| 368 | librement |
| 369 | français |
| 370 | Frais |
| 371 | ami |
| 372 | froncer les sourcils |
| 373 | fruit |
| 374 | plus loin |
| 375 | galant |
| 376 | jardin |
| 377 | portes |
| 378 | décharné |
| 379 | général |
| 380 | doux |
| 381 | fantôme |
| 382 | donné |
| 383 | donnant |
| 384 | verre |
| 385 | glorieux |
| 386 | gloire |
| 387 | Aller |
| 388 | d'or |
| 389 | la bonté |
| 390 | gower |
| 391 | la grâce |
| 392 | subvention |
| 393 | la tombe |
| 394 | génial |
| 395 | vert |
| 396 | saluer |
| 397 | douleur |
| 398 | pleurer |
| 399 | brut |
| 400 | sol |
| 401 | grandi |
| 402 | garde |
| 403 | devine |
| 404 | coupable |
| 405 | habitude |
| 406 | mains |
| 407 | pendaison |
| 408 | bloque |
| 409 | bonheur |
| 410 | heureux |
| 411 | hâte |
| 412 | odieux |
| 413 | ayant |
| 414 | danger |
| 415 | têtes |
| 416 | santé |
| 417 | entendu |
| 418 | cœur |
| 419 | paradis |
| 420 | lourd |
| 421 | Hector |
| 422 | talons |
| 423 | Par conséquent |
| 424 | désormais |
| 425 | ci-après, par la suite |
| 426 | se |
| 427 | altesse |
| 428 | tient |
| 429 | creux |
| 430 | honnête |
| 431 | cheval |
| 432 | hôtesse |
| 433 | heures |
| 434 | maison |
| 435 | Hubert |
| 436 | humble |
| 437 | humour |
| 438 | cent |
| 439 | mari |
| 440 | ignorant |
| 441 | image |
| 442 | comprend |
| 443 | En effet |
| 444 | infini |
| 445 | innocent |
| 446 | instant |
| 447 | avoir l'intention |
| 448 | intention |
| 449 | problème |
| 450 | lui-même |
| 451 | jaloux |
| 452 | bijou |
| 453 | juge |
| 454 | jugement |
| 455 | Julia |
| 456 | Justice |
| 457 | garde |
| 458 | la gentillesse |
| 459 | Royaume |
| 460 | rois |
| 461 | fripon |
| 462 | s'agenouiller |
| 463 | les genoux |
| 464 | couteau |
| 465 | Chevalier |
| 466 | frappe |
| 467 | connaissance |
| 468 | connaissance |
| 469 | connu |
| 470 | sait |
| 471 | la main d'oeuvre |
| 472 | Dames |
| 473 | Madame |
| 474 | terres |
| 475 | grand |
| 476 | rire |
| 477 | lancer |
| 478 | légitime |
| 479 | apprendre |
| 480 | appris |
| 481 | moins |
| 482 | laisser |
| 483 | loisir |
| 484 | leontes |
| 485 | lettre |
| 486 | liberté |
| 487 | bibliothèque |
| 488 | Liege |
| 489 | lieutenant |
| 490 | lumière |
| 491 | membres |
| 492 | peu |
| 493 | vies |
| 494 | vivant |
| 495 | plus long |
| 496 | regards |
| 497 | ample |
| 498 | seigneurs |
| 499 | seigneurie |
| 500 | Lorenzo |
| 501 | charmant |
| 502 | les amoureux |
| 503 | aime |
| 504 | aimant |
| 505 | Lucentio |
| 506 | machine |
| 507 | la démence |
| 508 | jeune fille |
| 509 | servantes |
| 510 | maintenir |
| 511 | majesté |
| 512 | fait du |
| 513 | fabrication |
| 514 | malice |
| 515 | manière |
| 516 | Mars |
| 517 | Marcius |
| 518 | Marcus |
| 519 | margaret |
| 520 | maria |
| 521 | Mariana |
| 522 | mariage |
| 523 | marier |
| 524 | Maître |
| 525 | rencontre |
| 526 | matière |
| 527 | sens |
| 528 | veux dire |
| 529 | signifiait |
| 530 | mesure |
| 531 | réunion |
| 532 | adhésion |
| 533 | Mémoire |
| 534 | marchande |
| 535 | pitié |
| 536 | mérite |
| 537 | joyeux |
| 538 | Messager |
| 539 | minuit |
| 540 | pourrait |
| 541 | puissant |
| 542 | Milan |
| 543 | esprits |
| 544 | ministre |
| 545 | Miranda |
| 546 | gaieté |
| 547 | sottises |
| 548 | misère |
| 549 | erreur |
| 550 | maîtresse |
| 551 | modeste |
| 552 | argent |
| 553 | monstre |
| 554 | mois |
| 555 | Matin |
| 556 | demain |
| 557 | mortel |
| 558 | mère |
| 559 | mouvement |
| 560 | bouche |
| 561 | mowbray |
| 562 | meurtre |
| 563 | aller plus loin |
| 564 | la musique |
| 565 | moi même |
| 566 | nu |
| 567 | des noms |
| 568 | originaire de |
| 569 | Naturel |
| 570 | la nature |
| 571 | Besoins |
| 572 | voisine |
| 573 | ni |
| 574 | jamais |
| 575 | nièce |
| 576 | nuit |
| 577 | noble |
| 578 | bruit |
| 579 | rien |
| 580 | néant |
| 581 | nombre |
| 582 | infirmière |
| 583 | serments |
| 584 | obéissance |
| 585 | Oberon |
| 586 | objet |
| 587 | occasion |
| 588 | infraction |
| 589 | offenser |
| 590 | offre |
| 591 | Bureau |
| 592 | souvent |
| 593 | oliver |
| 594 | opinion |
| 595 | ordre |
| 596 | orlando |
| 597 | autre |
| 598 | autres |
| 599 | nous-mêmes |
| 600 | vers l'extérieur |
| 601 | Oxford |
| 602 | Padoue |
| 603 | des douleurs |
| 604 | peint |
| 605 | peintre |
| 606 | palais |
| 607 | Pandarus |
| 608 | papier |
| 609 | pardon |
| 610 | Paris |
| 611 | parolles |
| 612 | séparé |
| 613 | particulier |
| 614 | partiellement |
| 615 | les pièces |
| 616 | fête |
| 617 | passage |
| 618 | la passion |
| 619 | la patience |
| 620 | patient |
| 621 | paulina |
| 622 | paix |
| 623 | pedro |
| 624 | gens |
| 625 | apercevoir |
| 626 | Percy |
| 627 | parfait |
| 628 | peut-être |
| 629 | péril |
| 630 | autorisation |
| 631 | la personne |
| 632 | personnel |
| 633 | phebe |
| 634 | Philippe |
| 635 | image |
| 636 | pièce |
| 637 | pistolet |
| 638 | endroit |
| 639 | peste |
| 640 | plaine |
| 641 | plaider |
| 642 | S'il vous plaît |
| 643 | plaisir |
| 644 | cueillir |
| 645 | poins |
| 646 | point |
| 647 | poison |
| 648 | politique |
| 649 | polixènes |
| 650 | pompey |
| 651 | porter |
| 652 | possible |
| 653 | posthume |
| 654 | livre |
| 655 | Puissance |
| 656 | entraine toi |
| 657 | louange |
| 658 | prières |
| 659 | précieux |
| 660 | préparer |
| 661 | présence |
| 662 | présent |
| 663 | jolie |
| 664 | fierté |
| 665 | prêtre |
| 666 | prince |
| 667 | prison |
| 668 | privé |
| 669 | prix |
| 670 | procéder |
| 671 | proclamer |
| 672 | profit |
| 673 | interdit |
| 674 | projet |
| 675 | prologue |
| 676 | promettre |
| 677 | preuve |
| 678 | correct |
| 679 | protecteur |
| 680 | manifestation |
| 681 | fier |
| 682 | prouver |
| 683 | à condition de |
| 684 | Publique |
| 685 | objectif |
| 686 | bourse |
| 687 | qualité |
| 688 | querelle |
| 689 | reine |
| 690 | question |
| 691 | rapide |
| 692 | silencieux |
| 693 | assez |
| 694 | quoth |
| 695 | élever |
| 696 | une rançon |
| 697 | coquin |
| 698 | plutôt |
| 699 | lisible |
| 700 | prêt |
| 701 | domaine |
| 702 | raison |
| 703 | recevoir |
| 704 | qui concerne |
| 705 | règne |
| 706 | règne |
| 707 | rester |
| 708 | remède |
| 709 | rappelles toi |
| 710 | rendre |
| 711 | réparation |
| 712 | se repentir |
| 713 | rapport |
| 714 | réputation |
| 715 | demande |
| 716 | le respect |
| 717 | revenir |
| 718 | vengeance |
| 719 | révérence |
| 720 | révolte |
| 721 | droite |
| 722 | rivières |
| 723 | coquin |
| 724 | pourri |
| 725 | rugueux |
| 726 | rond |
| 727 | Royal |
| 728 | sacré |
| 729 | sécurité |
| 730 | Saint |
| 731 | salerio |
| 732 | satisfait |
| 733 | en disant |
| 734 | rare |
| 735 | scène |
| 736 | mépris |
| 737 | chercher |
| 738 | saison |
| 739 | seconde |
| 740 | secret |
| 741 | voyant |
| 742 | sénat |
| 743 | sénateur |
| 744 | sens |
| 745 | phrase |
| 746 | serviteur |
| 747 | servir |
| 748 | un service |
| 749 | Sept |
| 750 | nombreuses |
| 751 | ombre |
| 752 | secouer |
| 753 | doit |
| 754 | la honte |
| 755 | forme |
| 756 | tranchant |
| 757 | berger |
| 758 | éclat |
| 759 | rive |
| 760 | court |
| 761 | prochainement |
| 762 | devrait |
| 763 | montre |
| 764 | maladie |
| 765 | vue |
| 766 | silence |
| 767 | argent |
| 768 | Facile |
| 769 | depuis |
| 770 | Célibataire |
| 771 | sirrah |
| 772 | sœur |
| 773 | compétence |
| 774 | tué |
| 775 | calomnie |
| 776 | esclave |
| 777 | sommeil |
| 778 | mince |
| 779 | petit |
| 780 | odeur |
| 781 | sourire |
| 782 | soldat |
| 783 | solennel |
| 784 | somerset |
| 785 | quelque chose |
| 786 | parfois |
| 787 | plus tôt |
| 788 | devin |
| 789 | chagrin |
| 790 | Pardon |
| 791 | recherché |
| 792 | âmes |
| 793 | du son |
| 794 | souverain |
| 795 | de rechange |
| 796 | parler |
| 797 | parle |
| 798 | spécial |
| 799 | discours |
| 800 | la vitesse |
| 801 | dépenser |
| 802 | esprit |
| 803 | dépit |
| 804 | parlait |
| 805 | sport |
| 806 | printemps |
| 807 | Personnel |
| 808 | tache |
| 809 | supporter |
| 810 | étoiles |
| 811 | Etat |
| 812 | voler |
| 813 | acier |
| 814 | intendant |
| 815 | encore |
| 816 | estomac |
| 817 | calcul |
| 818 | se tenait |
| 819 | boutique |
| 820 | orage |
| 821 | récit |
| 822 | tout droit |
| 823 | étrange |
| 824 | rue |
| 825 | force |
| 826 | la grève |
| 827 | accident vasculaire cérébral |
| 828 | fort |
| 829 | frappé |
| 830 | étude |
| 831 | des trucs |
| 832 | matière |
| 833 | substance |
| 834 | Succès |
| 835 | soudain |
| 836 | tout à coup |
| 837 | souffrir |
| 838 | suffolk |
| 839 | été |
| 840 | souper |
| 841 | sûrement |
| 842 | Surrey |
| 843 | suspect |
| 844 | jurer |
| 845 | transpiration |
| 846 | sucré |
| 847 | rapide |
| 848 | épée |
| 849 | juré |
| 850 | juré |
| 851 | Syracuse |
| 852 | table |
| 853 | tailleur |
| 854 | pris |
| 855 | talbot |
| 856 | goudronneux |
| 857 | goût |
| 858 | enseigné |
| 859 | enseigner |
| 860 | larmes |
| 861 | fastidieux |
| 862 | les dents |
| 863 | raconte |
| 864 | tempête |
| 865 | soumissionner |
| 866 | termes |
| 867 | remercier |
| 868 | leur |
| 869 | se |
| 870 | Là |
| 871 | par conséquent |
| 872 | la bride |
| 873 | celles-ci |
| 874 | voleur |
| 875 | chose |
| 876 | pense |
| 877 | troisième |
| 878 | Thomas |
| 879 | ceux |
| 880 | bien que |
| 881 | pensée |
| 882 | prospérer |
| 883 | gorge |
| 884 | trône |
| 885 | par |
| 886 | jeter |
| 887 | poussée |
| 888 | tonnerre |
| 889 | fois |
| 890 | Titre |
| 891 | ensemble |
| 892 | langue |
| 893 | ce soir |
| 894 | toucher |
| 895 | vers |
| 896 | la tour |
| 897 | train |
| 898 | traitre |
| 899 | bande de roulement |
| 900 | trahison |
| 901 | Trésor |
| 902 | procès |
| 903 | tribunes |
| 904 | tour |
| 905 | triomphe |
| 906 | difficulté |
| 907 | vraiment |
| 908 | trompette |
| 909 | confiance |
| 910 | vérité |
| 911 | se tourne |
| 912 | deux fois |
| 913 | tyran |
| 914 | Ulysse |
| 915 | oncle |
| 916 | sous |
| 917 | comprendre |
| 918 | entreprendre |
| 919 | défait |
| 920 | malheureux |
| 921 | inconnue |
| 922 | sauf si |
| 923 | jusqu'à |
| 924 | indigne |
| 925 | prononcer |
| 926 | Valentin |
| 927 | vaillant |
| 928 | valeur |
| 929 | avantage |
| 930 | vengeance |
| 931 | venise |
| 932 | version |
| 933 | la victoire |
| 934 | scélérat |
| 935 | alto |
| 936 | violent |
| 937 | vertu |
| 938 | visite |
| 939 | voix |
| 940 | des murs |
| 941 | guerrier |
| 942 | mandat |
| 943 | déchets |
| 944 | regarder |
| 945 | eau |
| 946 | richesse |
| 947 | armes |
| 948 | se lasser |
| 949 | mauvaises herbes |
| 950 | larmes |
| 951 | poids |
| 952 | Bienvenue |
| 953 | jeune fille |
| 954 | d'où |
| 955 | où |
| 956 | où |
| 957 | qu'il s'agisse |
| 958 | lequel |
| 959 | tandis que |
| 960 | où |
| 961 | entier |
| 962 | putain |
| 963 | dont |
| 964 | veuve |
| 965 | prêt |
| 966 | la fenêtre |
| 967 | ailes |
| 968 | hiver |
| 969 | sagesse |
| 970 | sorcière |
| 971 | avec |
| 972 | dans |
| 973 | sans pour autant |
| 974 | témoin |
| 975 | épouses |
| 976 | Wolsey |
| 977 | femme |
| 978 | merveille |
| 979 | travaux |
| 980 | monde |
| 981 | pire |
| 982 | culte |
| 983 | vaut |
| 984 | aurait |
| 985 | blessure |
| 986 | blessés |
| 987 | colère |
| 988 | misérable |
| 989 | écrire |
| 990 | écrit |
| 991 | faux |
| 992 | forgé |
| 993 | rendement |
| 994 | là-bas |
| 995 | Jeune |
| 996 | le tiens |
| 997 | toi même |
| 998 | jeunesse |
FOR REPLACING WORDS OF FIND_WORDS TEXT FILE WITH FRENCH WORDS OF DICTIONARIES
a=dictionary.replace(to_replace='txtfile',value='dictionary')
a
| respecter | |
|---|---|
| 0 | sur |
| 1 | au dessus |
| 2 | à l'étranger |
| 3 | absence |
| 4 | abuser de |
| 5 | selon |
| 6 | Compte |
| 7 | accuser |
| 8 | connaissance |
| 9 | action |
| 10 | avantage |
| 11 | Conseil |
| 12 | affaires |
| 13 | affection |
| 14 | affections |
| 15 | peur |
| 16 | après |
| 17 | ensuite |
| 18 | encore |
| 19 | vivant |
| 20 | presque |
| 21 | seul |
| 22 | le long de |
| 23 | déjà |
| 24 | bien que |
| 25 | toujours |
| 26 | ambition |
| 27 | ancien |
| 28 | ange |
| 29 | colère |
| 30 | un autre |
| 31 | répondre |
| 32 | n'importe quoi |
| 33 | vêtements |
| 34 | apparaître |
| 35 | apparaît |
| 36 | approche |
| 37 | argument |
| 38 | Ariel |
| 39 | armure |
| 40 | de côté |
| 41 | endormi |
| 42 | assurer |
| 43 | Athènes |
| 44 | assister |
| 45 | assisté |
| 46 | autorité |
| 47 | éviter |
| 48 | éveillé |
| 49 | quelque temps |
| 50 | bannir |
| 51 | Dénudé |
| 52 | bassianus |
| 53 | Connard |
| 54 | bataille |
| 55 | barbe |
| 56 | palier |
| 57 | ours |
| 58 | la bête |
| 59 | battu |
| 60 | beauté |
| 61 | car |
| 62 | devenir |
| 63 | Bedford |
| 64 | avant |
| 65 | mendiant |
| 66 | commencer |
| 67 | nom |
| 68 | derrière |
| 69 | voir |
| 70 | étant |
| 71 | croyez |
| 72 | être comme |
| 73 | au dessous de |
| 74 | avantage |
| 75 | outre |
| 76 | trahir |
| 77 | mieux |
| 78 | entre |
| 79 | au-delà |
| 80 | naissance |
| 81 | évêque |
| 82 | amer |
| 83 | noir |
| 84 | faire des reproches |
| 85 | bénir |
| 86 | bénédiction |
| 87 | heureux |
| 88 | aveugle |
| 89 | du sang |
| 90 | coups |
| 91 | cru |
| 92 | rougir |
| 93 | corps |
| 94 | des os |
| 95 | supporté |
| 96 | bas |
| 97 | acheté |
| 98 | lié |
| 99 | prime |
| 100 | cerveau |
| 101 | cerveaux |
| 102 | courageux |
| 103 | Sein |
| 104 | souffle |
| 105 | race |
| 106 | bref |
| 107 | brillant |
| 108 | apporter |
| 109 | cassé |
| 110 | ruisseau |
| 111 | frère |
| 112 | apporté |
| 113 | sourcils |
| 114 | fardeau |
| 115 | enterré |
| 116 | brûlant |
| 117 | Entreprise |
| 118 | ne peux pas |
| 119 | Capitole |
| 120 | capitaine |
| 121 | cardinal |
| 122 | se soucie |
| 123 | porter |
| 124 | Château |
| 125 | capture |
| 126 | cause |
| 127 | cesser |
| 128 | certain |
| 129 | chaîne |
| 130 | chaise |
| 131 | défi |
| 132 | chambre |
| 133 | chance |
| 134 | changement |
| 135 | charge |
| 136 | charité |
| 137 | chaste |
| 138 | joue |
| 139 | acclamation |
| 140 | gronder |
| 141 | chef |
| 142 | enfant |
| 143 | choix |
| 144 | église |
| 145 | cinna |
| 146 | citoyenne |
| 147 | civil |
| 148 | prétendre |
| 149 | clarté |
| 150 | claud |
| 151 | Claudio |
| 152 | clair |
| 153 | Clifford |
| 154 | proche |
| 155 | cailloter |
| 156 | vêtements |
| 157 | des nuages |
| 158 | pitre |
| 159 | Université |
| 160 | Couleur |
| 161 | vient |
| 162 | confort |
| 163 | venir |
| 164 | cominius |
| 165 | commander |
| 166 | commandé |
| 167 | saluer |
| 168 | commercial |
| 169 | commission |
| 170 | commettre |
| 171 | commun |
| 172 | un compagnon |
| 173 | entreprise |
| 174 | Achevée |
| 175 | complexion |
| 176 | état |
| 177 | conduite |
| 178 | avouer |
| 179 | conscience |
| 180 | consentement |
| 181 | considérer |
| 182 | gendarme |
| 183 | constant |
| 184 | mépris |
| 185 | contenu |
| 186 | contraire |
| 187 | copies |
| 188 | droits d'auteur |
| 189 | pourrait |
| 190 | conseil |
| 191 | Conseil |
| 192 | compter |
| 193 | contrefaire |
| 194 | comtesse |
| 195 | pays |
| 196 | courage |
| 197 | cours |
| 198 | tribunal |
| 199 | courtoisie |
| 200 | cousin |
| 201 | lâche |
| 202 | demander |
| 203 | créature |
| 204 | crédit |
| 205 | Cromwell |
| 206 | traverser |
| 207 | couronne |
| 208 | cruel |
| 209 | ruse |
| 210 | Cupidon |
| 211 | malédiction |
| 212 | Douane |
| 213 | dague |
| 214 | damné |
| 215 | Danse |
| 216 | danger |
| 217 | obscurité |
| 218 | fille |
| 219 | mortel |
| 220 | très cher |
| 221 | chèrement |
| 222 | décès |
| 223 | actes |
| 224 | défendre |
| 225 | diplôme |
| 226 | délice |
| 227 | livrer |
| 228 | demande |
| 229 | refusé |
| 230 | partir |
| 231 | désert |
| 232 | mériter |
| 233 | le désir |
| 234 | désespoir |
| 235 | désespéré |
| 236 | malgré |
| 237 | dispositif |
| 238 | diable |
| 239 | concevoir |
| 240 | didst |
| 241 | dîner |
| 242 | discours |
| 243 | découvrir |
| 244 | disgrâce |
| 245 | déshonorer |
| 246 | envoi |
| 247 | mécontentement |
| 248 | disposition |
| 249 | distribué |
| 250 | Divin |
| 251 | docteur |
| 252 | Faire |
| 253 | Dolabella |
| 254 | des portes |
| 255 | double |
| 256 | doute |
| 257 | Télécharger |
| 258 | dramatis |
| 259 | tiré |
| 260 | crainte |
| 261 | horrible |
| 262 | rêver |
| 263 | rêves |
| 264 | boisson |
| 265 | gouttes |
| 266 | noyer |
| 267 | tambours |
| 268 | ivre |
| 269 | Duncan |
| 270 | durst |
| 271 | habiter |
| 272 | en train de mourir |
| 273 | de bonne heure |
| 274 | Terre |
| 275 | Edmund |
| 276 | effet |
| 277 | Egypte |
| 278 | Soit |
| 279 | coude |
| 280 | aîné |
| 281 | embrasse |
| 282 | Émilie |
| 283 | empereur |
| 284 | vide |
| 285 | rencontre |
| 286 | supporter |
| 287 | ennemis |
| 288 | ennemi |
| 289 | prendre plaisir |
| 290 | énobarbus |
| 291 | assez |
| 292 | entrer |
| 293 | divertir |
| 294 | divertissement |
| 295 | supplier |
| 296 | égal |
| 297 | biens |
| 298 | éternel |
| 299 | chaque |
| 300 | tout |
| 301 | excellent |
| 302 | sauf |
| 303 | excuse |
| 304 | exécution |
| 305 | Exeter |
| 306 | sortir |
| 307 | Express |
| 308 | visages |
| 309 | perdre connaissance |
| 310 | Fée |
| 311 | Foi |
| 312 | des chutes |
| 313 | faux |
| 314 | familier |
| 315 | fantaisie |
| 316 | adieu |
| 317 | plus loin |
| 318 | mode |
| 319 | fatal |
| 320 | père |
| 321 | faute |
| 322 | favoriser |
| 323 | craintif |
| 324 | peurs |
| 325 | le banquet |
| 326 | faible |
| 327 | compagnon |
| 328 | Fenton |
| 329 | Ferdinand |
| 330 | chercher |
| 331 | champ |
| 332 | démon |
| 333 | féroce |
| 334 | ardent |
| 335 | bats toi |
| 336 | figure |
| 337 | trouve |
| 338 | doigt |
| 339 | première |
| 340 | flatter |
| 341 | la chair |
| 342 | mouches |
| 343 | vol |
| 344 | inonder |
| 345 | fleurir |
| 346 | fleur |
| 347 | fleurs |
| 348 | suivre |
| 349 | folie |
| 350 | insensé |
| 351 | imbéciles |
| 352 | ancêtre |
| 353 | interdire |
| 354 | Obliger |
| 355 | les forces |
| 356 | forêt |
| 357 | oublier |
| 358 | ancien |
| 359 | en vérité |
| 360 | en avant |
| 361 | fortune |
| 362 | vers l'avant |
| 363 | combattu |
| 364 | a trouvé |
| 365 | Quatrième |
| 366 | Cadre |
| 367 | France |
| 368 | librement |
| 369 | français |
| 370 | Frais |
| 371 | ami |
| 372 | froncer les sourcils |
| 373 | fruit |
| 374 | plus loin |
| 375 | galant |
| 376 | jardin |
| 377 | portes |
| 378 | décharné |
| 379 | général |
| 380 | doux |
| 381 | fantôme |
| 382 | donné |
| 383 | donnant |
| 384 | verre |
| 385 | glorieux |
| 386 | gloire |
| 387 | Aller |
| 388 | d'or |
| 389 | la bonté |
| 390 | gower |
| 391 | la grâce |
| 392 | subvention |
| 393 | la tombe |
| 394 | génial |
| 395 | vert |
| 396 | saluer |
| 397 | douleur |
| 398 | pleurer |
| 399 | brut |
| 400 | sol |
| 401 | grandi |
| 402 | garde |
| 403 | devine |
| 404 | coupable |
| 405 | habitude |
| 406 | mains |
| 407 | pendaison |
| 408 | bloque |
| 409 | bonheur |
| 410 | heureux |
| 411 | hâte |
| 412 | odieux |
| 413 | ayant |
| 414 | danger |
| 415 | têtes |
| 416 | santé |
| 417 | entendu |
| 418 | cœur |
| 419 | paradis |
| 420 | lourd |
| 421 | Hector |
| 422 | talons |
| 423 | Par conséquent |
| 424 | désormais |
| 425 | ci-après, par la suite |
| 426 | se |
| 427 | altesse |
| 428 | tient |
| 429 | creux |
| 430 | honnête |
| 431 | cheval |
| 432 | hôtesse |
| 433 | heures |
| 434 | maison |
| 435 | Hubert |
| 436 | humble |
| 437 | humour |
| 438 | cent |
| 439 | mari |
| 440 | ignorant |
| 441 | image |
| 442 | comprend |
| 443 | En effet |
| 444 | infini |
| 445 | innocent |
| 446 | instant |
| 447 | avoir l'intention |
| 448 | intention |
| 449 | problème |
| 450 | lui-même |
| 451 | jaloux |
| 452 | bijou |
| 453 | juge |
| 454 | jugement |
| 455 | Julia |
| 456 | Justice |
| 457 | garde |
| 458 | la gentillesse |
| 459 | Royaume |
| 460 | rois |
| 461 | fripon |
| 462 | s'agenouiller |
| 463 | les genoux |
| 464 | couteau |
| 465 | Chevalier |
| 466 | frappe |
| 467 | connaissance |
| 468 | connaissance |
| 469 | connu |
| 470 | sait |
| 471 | la main d'oeuvre |
| 472 | Dames |
| 473 | Madame |
| 474 | terres |
| 475 | grand |
| 476 | rire |
| 477 | lancer |
| 478 | légitime |
| 479 | apprendre |
| 480 | appris |
| 481 | moins |
| 482 | laisser |
| 483 | loisir |
| 484 | leontes |
| 485 | lettre |
| 486 | liberté |
| 487 | bibliothèque |
| 488 | Liege |
| 489 | lieutenant |
| 490 | lumière |
| 491 | membres |
| 492 | peu |
| 493 | vies |
| 494 | vivant |
| 495 | plus long |
| 496 | regards |
| 497 | ample |
| 498 | seigneurs |
| 499 | seigneurie |
| 500 | Lorenzo |
| 501 | charmant |
| 502 | les amoureux |
| 503 | aime |
| 504 | aimant |
| 505 | Lucentio |
| 506 | machine |
| 507 | la démence |
| 508 | jeune fille |
| 509 | servantes |
| 510 | maintenir |
| 511 | majesté |
| 512 | fait du |
| 513 | fabrication |
| 514 | malice |
| 515 | manière |
| 516 | Mars |
| 517 | Marcius |
| 518 | Marcus |
| 519 | margaret |
| 520 | maria |
| 521 | Mariana |
| 522 | mariage |
| 523 | marier |
| 524 | Maître |
| 525 | rencontre |
| 526 | matière |
| 527 | sens |
| 528 | veux dire |
| 529 | signifiait |
| 530 | mesure |
| 531 | réunion |
| 532 | adhésion |
| 533 | Mémoire |
| 534 | marchande |
| 535 | pitié |
| 536 | mérite |
| 537 | joyeux |
| 538 | Messager |
| 539 | minuit |
| 540 | pourrait |
| 541 | puissant |
| 542 | Milan |
| 543 | esprits |
| 544 | ministre |
| 545 | Miranda |
| 546 | gaieté |
| 547 | sottises |
| 548 | misère |
| 549 | erreur |
| 550 | maîtresse |
| 551 | modeste |
| 552 | argent |
| 553 | monstre |
| 554 | mois |
| 555 | Matin |
| 556 | demain |
| 557 | mortel |
| 558 | mère |
| 559 | mouvement |
| 560 | bouche |
| 561 | mowbray |
| 562 | meurtre |
| 563 | aller plus loin |
| 564 | la musique |
| 565 | moi même |
| 566 | nu |
| 567 | des noms |
| 568 | originaire de |
| 569 | Naturel |
| 570 | la nature |
| 571 | Besoins |
| 572 | voisine |
| 573 | ni |
| 574 | jamais |
| 575 | nièce |
| 576 | nuit |
| 577 | noble |
| 578 | bruit |
| 579 | rien |
| 580 | néant |
| 581 | nombre |
| 582 | infirmière |
| 583 | serments |
| 584 | obéissance |
| 585 | Oberon |
| 586 | objet |
| 587 | occasion |
| 588 | infraction |
| 589 | offenser |
| 590 | offre |
| 591 | Bureau |
| 592 | souvent |
| 593 | oliver |
| 594 | opinion |
| 595 | ordre |
| 596 | orlando |
| 597 | autre |
| 598 | autres |
| 599 | nous-mêmes |
| 600 | vers l'extérieur |
| 601 | Oxford |
| 602 | Padoue |
| 603 | des douleurs |
| 604 | peint |
| 605 | peintre |
| 606 | palais |
| 607 | Pandarus |
| 608 | papier |
| 609 | pardon |
| 610 | Paris |
| 611 | parolles |
| 612 | séparé |
| 613 | particulier |
| 614 | partiellement |
| 615 | les pièces |
| 616 | fête |
| 617 | passage |
| 618 | la passion |
| 619 | la patience |
| 620 | patient |
| 621 | paulina |
| 622 | paix |
| 623 | pedro |
| 624 | gens |
| 625 | apercevoir |
| 626 | Percy |
| 627 | parfait |
| 628 | peut-être |
| 629 | péril |
| 630 | autorisation |
| 631 | la personne |
| 632 | personnel |
| 633 | phebe |
| 634 | Philippe |
| 635 | image |
| 636 | pièce |
| 637 | pistolet |
| 638 | endroit |
| 639 | peste |
| 640 | plaine |
| 641 | plaider |
| 642 | S'il vous plaît |
| 643 | plaisir |
| 644 | cueillir |
| 645 | poins |
| 646 | point |
| 647 | poison |
| 648 | politique |
| 649 | polixènes |
| 650 | pompey |
| 651 | porter |
| 652 | possible |
| 653 | posthume |
| 654 | livre |
| 655 | Puissance |
| 656 | entraine toi |
| 657 | louange |
| 658 | prières |
| 659 | précieux |
| 660 | préparer |
| 661 | présence |
| 662 | présent |
| 663 | jolie |
| 664 | fierté |
| 665 | prêtre |
| 666 | prince |
| 667 | prison |
| 668 | privé |
| 669 | prix |
| 670 | procéder |
| 671 | proclamer |
| 672 | profit |
| 673 | interdit |
| 674 | projet |
| 675 | prologue |
| 676 | promettre |
| 677 | preuve |
| 678 | correct |
| 679 | protecteur |
| 680 | manifestation |
| 681 | fier |
| 682 | prouver |
| 683 | à condition de |
| 684 | Publique |
| 685 | objectif |
| 686 | bourse |
| 687 | qualité |
| 688 | querelle |
| 689 | reine |
| 690 | question |
| 691 | rapide |
| 692 | silencieux |
| 693 | assez |
| 694 | quoth |
| 695 | élever |
| 696 | une rançon |
| 697 | coquin |
| 698 | plutôt |
| 699 | lisible |
| 700 | prêt |
| 701 | domaine |
| 702 | raison |
| 703 | recevoir |
| 704 | qui concerne |
| 705 | règne |
| 706 | règne |
| 707 | rester |
| 708 | remède |
| 709 | rappelles toi |
| 710 | rendre |
| 711 | réparation |
| 712 | se repentir |
| 713 | rapport |
| 714 | réputation |
| 715 | demande |
| 716 | le respect |
| 717 | revenir |
| 718 | vengeance |
| 719 | révérence |
| 720 | révolte |
| 721 | droite |
| 722 | rivières |
| 723 | coquin |
| 724 | pourri |
| 725 | rugueux |
| 726 | rond |
| 727 | Royal |
| 728 | sacré |
| 729 | sécurité |
| 730 | Saint |
| 731 | salerio |
| 732 | satisfait |
| 733 | en disant |
| 734 | rare |
| 735 | scène |
| 736 | mépris |
| 737 | chercher |
| 738 | saison |
| 739 | seconde |
| 740 | secret |
| 741 | voyant |
| 742 | sénat |
| 743 | sénateur |
| 744 | sens |
| 745 | phrase |
| 746 | serviteur |
| 747 | servir |
| 748 | un service |
| 749 | Sept |
| 750 | nombreuses |
| 751 | ombre |
| 752 | secouer |
| 753 | doit |
| 754 | la honte |
| 755 | forme |
| 756 | tranchant |
| 757 | berger |
| 758 | éclat |
| 759 | rive |
| 760 | court |
| 761 | prochainement |
| 762 | devrait |
| 763 | montre |
| 764 | maladie |
| 765 | vue |
| 766 | silence |
| 767 | argent |
| 768 | Facile |
| 769 | depuis |
| 770 | Célibataire |
| 771 | sirrah |
| 772 | sœur |
| 773 | compétence |
| 774 | tué |
| 775 | calomnie |
| 776 | esclave |
| 777 | sommeil |
| 778 | mince |
| 779 | petit |
| 780 | odeur |
| 781 | sourire |
| 782 | soldat |
| 783 | solennel |
| 784 | somerset |
| 785 | quelque chose |
| 786 | parfois |
| 787 | plus tôt |
| 788 | devin |
| 789 | chagrin |
| 790 | Pardon |
| 791 | recherché |
| 792 | âmes |
| 793 | du son |
| 794 | souverain |
| 795 | de rechange |
| 796 | parler |
| 797 | parle |
| 798 | spécial |
| 799 | discours |
| 800 | la vitesse |
| 801 | dépenser |
| 802 | esprit |
| 803 | dépit |
| 804 | parlait |
| 805 | sport |
| 806 | printemps |
| 807 | Personnel |
| 808 | tache |
| 809 | supporter |
| 810 | étoiles |
| 811 | Etat |
| 812 | voler |
| 813 | acier |
| 814 | intendant |
| 815 | encore |
| 816 | estomac |
| 817 | calcul |
| 818 | se tenait |
| 819 | boutique |
| 820 | orage |
| 821 | récit |
| 822 | tout droit |
| 823 | étrange |
| 824 | rue |
| 825 | force |
| 826 | la grève |
| 827 | accident vasculaire cérébral |
| 828 | fort |
| 829 | frappé |
| 830 | étude |
| 831 | des trucs |
| 832 | matière |
| 833 | substance |
| 834 | Succès |
| 835 | soudain |
| 836 | tout à coup |
| 837 | souffrir |
| 838 | suffolk |
| 839 | été |
| 840 | souper |
| 841 | sûrement |
| 842 | Surrey |
| 843 | suspect |
| 844 | jurer |
| 845 | transpiration |
| 846 | sucré |
| 847 | rapide |
| 848 | épée |
| 849 | juré |
| 850 | juré |
| 851 | Syracuse |
| 852 | table |
| 853 | tailleur |
| 854 | pris |
| 855 | talbot |
| 856 | goudronneux |
| 857 | goût |
| 858 | enseigné |
| 859 | enseigner |
| 860 | larmes |
| 861 | fastidieux |
| 862 | les dents |
| 863 | raconte |
| 864 | tempête |
| 865 | soumissionner |
| 866 | termes |
| 867 | remercier |
| 868 | leur |
| 869 | se |
| 870 | Là |
| 871 | par conséquent |
| 872 | la bride |
| 873 | celles-ci |
| 874 | voleur |
| 875 | chose |
| 876 | pense |
| 877 | troisième |
| 878 | Thomas |
| 879 | ceux |
| 880 | bien que |
| 881 | pensée |
| 882 | prospérer |
| 883 | gorge |
| 884 | trône |
| 885 | par |
| 886 | jeter |
| 887 | poussée |
| 888 | tonnerre |
| 889 | fois |
| 890 | Titre |
| 891 | ensemble |
| 892 | langue |
| 893 | ce soir |
| 894 | toucher |
| 895 | vers |
| 896 | la tour |
| 897 | train |
| 898 | traitre |
| 899 | bande de roulement |
| 900 | trahison |
| 901 | Trésor |
| 902 | procès |
| 903 | tribunes |
| 904 | tour |
| 905 | triomphe |
| 906 | difficulté |
| 907 | vraiment |
| 908 | trompette |
| 909 | confiance |
| 910 | vérité |
| 911 | se tourne |
| 912 | deux fois |
| 913 | tyran |
| 914 | Ulysse |
| 915 | oncle |
| 916 | sous |
| 917 | comprendre |
| 918 | entreprendre |
| 919 | défait |
| 920 | malheureux |
| 921 | inconnue |
| 922 | sauf si |
| 923 | jusqu'à |
| 924 | indigne |
| 925 | prononcer |
| 926 | Valentin |
| 927 | vaillant |
| 928 | valeur |
| 929 | avantage |
| 930 | vengeance |
| 931 | venise |
| 932 | version |
| 933 | la victoire |
| 934 | scélérat |
| 935 | alto |
| 936 | violent |
| 937 | vertu |
| 938 | visite |
| 939 | voix |
| 940 | des murs |
| 941 | guerrier |
| 942 | mandat |
| 943 | déchets |
| 944 | regarder |
| 945 | eau |
| 946 | richesse |
| 947 | armes |
| 948 | se lasser |
| 949 | mauvaises herbes |
| 950 | larmes |
| 951 | poids |
| 952 | Bienvenue |
| 953 | jeune fille |
| 954 | d'où |
| 955 | où |
| 956 | où |
| 957 | qu'il s'agisse |
| 958 | lequel |
| 959 | tandis que |
| 960 | où |
| 961 | entier |
| 962 | putain |
| 963 | dont |
| 964 | veuve |
| 965 | prêt |
| 966 | la fenêtre |
| 967 | ailes |
| 968 | hiver |
| 969 | sagesse |
| 970 | sorcière |
| 971 | avec |
| 972 | dans |
| 973 | sans pour autant |
| 974 | témoin |
| 975 | épouses |
| 976 | Wolsey |
| 977 | femme |
| 978 | merveille |
| 979 | travaux |
| 980 | monde |
| 981 | pire |
| 982 | culte |
| 983 | vaut |
| 984 | aurait |
| 985 | blessure |
| 986 | blessés |
| 987 | colère |
| 988 | misérable |
| 989 | écrire |
| 990 | écrit |
| 991 | faux |
| 992 | forgé |
| 993 | rendement |
| 994 | là-bas |
| 995 | Jeune |
| 996 | le tiens |
| 997 | toi même |
| 998 | jeunesse |
FOR COUNTING TIME TAKEN TO PROCESS AND NUMBER OF TIMES WORD IS REPLACED
%%time
count=a['respecter'].value_counts()
count
Wall time: 13 ms
connaissance 3 où 3 avantage 3 se 2 pourrait 2 assez 2 supporter 2 sens 2 encore 2 porter 2 rencontre 2 jeune fille 2 vivant 2 argent 2 règne 2 saluer 2 rapide 2 image 2 coquin 2 prêt 2 discours 2 Conseil 2 chercher 2 vengeance 2 danger 2 larmes 2 heureux 2 colère 2 mortel 2 demande 2 plus loin 2 vêtements 2 juré 2 faux 2 matière 2 garde 2 ancien 2 bien que 2 mépris 2 portes 1 rendre 1 épée 1 blessure 1 qu'il s'agisse 1 cruel 1 galant 1 poids 1 vide 1 confort 1 supporté 1 abuser de 1 enseigner 1 frappe 1 patient 1 Pardon 1 charge 1 oncle 1 réunion 1 travaux 1 se tourne 1 embrasse 1 mariage 1 église 1 Wolsey 1 apercevoir 1 goudronneux 1 poison 1 autre 1 habitude 1 du son 1 Hubert 1 ensuite 1 la tombe 1 Express 1 copies 1 proclamer 1 fleur 1 fantôme 1 la tour 1 visages 1 merveille 1 inconnue 1 Aller 1 serments 1 déshonorer 1 Titre 1 Syracuse 1 sottises 1 clair 1 découvrir 1 donnant 1 fleurir 1 un service 1 approche 1 Par conséquent 1 calcul 1 Émilie 1 mère 1 mowbray 1 parfait 1 personnel 1 toucher 1 chaîne 1 pensée 1 défi 1 diplôme 1 Besoins 1 bataille 1 offenser 1 force 1 familier 1 servantes 1 cueillir 1 mesure 1 ci-après, par la suite 1 toi même 1 Madame 1 oliver 1 déchets 1 ne peux pas 1 fatal 1 frappé 1 vers l'avant 1 liberté 1 scène 1 correct 1 pire 1 a trouvé 1 décharné 1 clarté 1 originaire de 1 jugement 1 point 1 ombre 1 Royaume 1 librement 1 parolles 1 silencieux 1 défait 1 cours 1 sauf si 1 évêque 1 nombreuses 1 seconde 1 majesté 1 le désir 1 noyer 1 pourri 1 excuse 1 fête 1 Publique 1 complexion 1 vérité 1 aveugle 1 noir 1 sous 1 Exeter 1 tué 1 remercier 1 Athènes 1 raconte 1 moi même 1 argument 1 culte 1 bassianus 1 Messager 1 éternel 1 prix 1 maintenir 1 délice 1 Capitole 1 papier 1 monde 1 misère 1 français 1 palier 1 commettre 1 vol 1 ignorant 1 mandat 1 favoriser 1 chaste 1 affection 1 pays 1 constant 1 prime 1 la bête 1 calomnie 1 Dénudé 1 sénat 1 monstre 1 la vitesse 1 sauf 1 polixènes 1 intendant 1 bijou 1 affaires 1 jamais 1 hâte 1 doit 1 bande de roulement 1 ample 1 livrer 1 contraire 1 conscience 1 ange 1 Connard 1 la bride 1 acclamation 1 didst 1 consentement 1 fardeau 1 prologue 1 devine 1 politique 1 éveillé 1 sûrement 1 démon 1 bas 1 pedro 1 de côté 1 forme 1 peintre 1 croyez 1 procès 1 fois 1 modeste 1 ruisseau 1 Succès 1 lâche 1 champ 1 esprit 1 Percy 1 vraiment 1 commission 1 Bedford 1 celles-ci 1 les dents 1 mieux 1 blessés 1 Philippe 1 créature 1 Royal 1 trône 1 boisson 1 des murs 1 voyant 1 depuis 1 choix 1 rivières 1 révolte 1 courage 1 suffolk 1 parlait 1 marchande 1 Mariana 1 serviteur 1 peu 1 Terre 1 recevoir 1 Edmund 1 interdit 1 Danse 1 forgé 1 en vérité 1 conduite 1 battu 1 le banquet 1 compétence 1 lieutenant 1 jolie 1 aimant 1 cinna 1 souverain 1 envoi 1 n'importe quoi 1 voisine 1 lourd 1 ambition 1 Divin 1 Paris 1 disgrâce 1 alto 1 divertir 1 armes 1 habiter 1 ministre 1 Surrey 1 offre 1 innocent 1 le long de 1 la grève 1 devrait 1 pitre 1 biens 1 entrer 1 infraction 1 être comme 1 humour 1 flatter 1 Dolabella 1 des portes 1 égal 1 la victoire 1 mouvement 1 maison 1 remède 1 pitié 1 Faire 1 odeur 1 pompey 1 distribué 1 dramatis 1 Miranda 1 contenu 1 décès 1 par conséquent 1 répondre 1 sacré 1 d'or 1 moins 1 entier 1 gronder 1 esprits 1 doux 1 craintif 1 fille 1 pris 1 la chair 1 désert 1 assurer 1 mécontentement 1 Ariel 1 quelque chose 1 première 1 rien 1 fait du 1 récit 1 coups 1 rive 1 Saint 1 nombre 1 rougir 1 passage 1 lumière 1 vaut 1 court 1 infirmière 1 jardin 1 recherché 1 désormais 1 mériter 1 souffrir 1 assisté 1 somerset 1 affections 1 beauté 1 orage 1 proche 1 présent 1 chagrin 1 acheté 1 cheval 1 procéder 1 quoth 1 capture 1 traitre 1 tempête 1 barbe 1 les pièces 1 dague 1 Maître 1 nous-mêmes 1 rois 1 crédit 1 un compagnon 1 Julia 1 enfant 1 charité 1 ensemble 1 Jeune 1 brûlant 1 entendu 1 des nuages 1 plus tôt 1 Chevalier 1 étude 1 protecteur 1 Cupidon 1 fleurs 1 maladie 1 machine 1 d'où 1 opinion 1 commun 1 Lorenzo 1 bannir 1 sécurité 1 courtoisie 1 fantaisie 1 pendaison 1 naissance 1 désespoir 1 lié 1 plaine 1 S'il vous plaît 1 après 1 quelque temps 1 ruse 1 vaillant 1 doute 1 sucré 1 bref 1 pièce 1 louange 1 Puissance 1 têtes 1 eau 1 heures 1 jusqu'à 1 interdire 1 les forces 1 préparer 1 Oberon 1 tambours 1 Padoue 1 avoir l'intention 1 précieux 1 sourcils 1 supplier 1 Télécharger 1 cesser 1 les amoureux 1 été 1 état 1 de rechange 1 Liege 1 marier 1 avouer 1 servir 1 commandé 1 voler 1 adhésion 1 étant 1 de bonne heure 1 voix 1 Fenton 1 sorcière 1 seigneurs 1 Là 1 tiré 1 séparé 1 bourse 1 action 1 déjà 1 En effet 1 France 1 féroce 1 violent 1 Trésor 1 changement 1 rester 1 se repentir 1 conseil 1 troisième 1 demain 1 mérite 1 des noms 1 capitaine 1 cent 1 couronne 1 doigt 1 plaisir 1 hôtesse 1 apporter 1 tour 1 intention 1 signifiait 1 Sein 1 scélérat 1 dont 1 cerveaux 1 adieu 1 phrase 1 concevoir 1 cœur 1 secret 1 ami 1 richesse 1 chaque 1 des trucs 1 écrire 1 Fée 1 des os 1 querelle 1 jeter 1 peut-être 1 général 1 pleurer 1 la gentillesse 1 vers 1 mauvaises herbes 1 langue 1 parfois 1 fierté 1 froncer les sourcils 1 tranchant 1 Milan 1 Quatrième 1 prétendre 1 leur 1 un autre 1 devenir 1 nom 1 donné 1 prononcer 1 revenir 1 noble 1 faible 1 demander 1 deux fois 1 Personnel 1 tyran 1 manifestation 1 corps 1 seigneurie 1 au-delà 1 fort 1 comtesse 1 contrefaire 1 bruit 1 ailes 1 cassé 1 sirrah 1 la bonté 1 cause 1 à condition de 1 indigne 1 lisible 1 inonder 1 obéissance 1 la personne 1 humble 1 une rançon 1 plutôt 1 dépenser 1 joyeux 1 rêves 1 enterré 1 Frais 1 chèrement 1 à l'étranger 1 bats toi 1 prouver 1 coupable 1 péril 1 tonnerre 1 partiellement 1 guerrier 1 damné 1 apparaître 1 vies 1 cousin 1 prison 1 civil 1 soumissionner 1 prochainement 1 confiance 1 réputation 1 Soit 1 boutique 1 bibliothèque 1 connu 1 des douleurs 1 puissant 1 veuve 1 sénateur 1 orlando 1 bonheur 1 lui-même 1 preuve 1 Oxford 1 paradis 1 entreprise 1 citoyenne 1 race 1 commencer 1 Compte 1 chance 1 poins 1 au dessous de 1 maria 1 solennel 1 autorisation 1 apparaît 1 regards 1 honnête 1 laisser 1 tout 1 tandis que 1 gloire 1 goût 1 épouses 1 jaloux 1 malédiction 1 charmant 1 rue 1 qualité 1 claud 1 divertissement 1 vert 1 terres 1 pistolet 1 mois 1 substance 1 suivre 1 jeunesse 1 possible 1 instant 1 silence 1 difficulté 1 tribunes 1 Université 1 accident vasculaire cérébral 1 avec 1 peur 1 Célibataire 1 creux 1 gens 1 prendre plaisir 1 rond 1 la main d'oeuvre 1 la passion 1 fripon 1 mendiant 1 insensé 1 tout droit 1 altesse 1 malheureux 1 talbot 1 estomac 1 cerveau 1 autorité 1 raison 1 Foi 1 mains 1 trahir 1 droits d'auteur 1 du sang 1 nuit 1 Ferdinand 1 suspect 1 la musique 1 en avant 1 la grâce 1 pense 1 effet 1 prince 1 joue 1 endormi 1 bénir 1 femme 1 autres 1 Sept 1 avant 1 des chutes 1 Achevée 1 glorieux 1 en train de mourir 1 meurtre 1 sans pour autant 1 douleur 1 exécution 1 palais 1 trompette 1 tailleur 1 frère 1 Pandarus 1 ce soir 1 question 1 Entreprise 1 lequel 1 bloque 1 dispositif 1 bouche 1 outre 1 entraine toi 1 tribunal 1 se soucie 1 particulier 1 enseigné 1 regarder 1 folie 1 armure 1 rappelles toi 1 rugueux 1 fabrication 1 commercial 1 devin 1 droite 1 ayant 1 sol 1 génial 1 éclat 1 chaise 1 plus long 1 rare 1 révérence 1 Thomas 1 peint 1 le tiens 1 figure 1 Cromwell 1 venise 1 perdre connaissance 1 ardent 1 pardon 1 Justice 1 assister 1 étrange 1 mince 1 voleur 1 cailloter 1 grand 1 brillant 1 Claudio 1 termes 1 Bureau 1 éviter 1 qui concerne 1 veux dire 1 occasion 1 amer 1 prêtre 1 train 1 sagesse 1 couteau 1 vertu 1 minuit 1 Clifford 1 faire des reproches 1 satisfait 1 misérable 1 réparation 1 se lasser 1 berger 1 traverser 1 loisir 1 plaider 1 fier 1 diable 1 au dessus 1 verre 1 empereur 1 dîner 1 aurait 1 ancêtre 1 ennemi 1 ennemis 1 faute 1 tout à coup 1 aîné 1 le respect 1 acier 1 saison 1 Marcus 1 objectif 1 parle 1 rapport 1 défendre 1 venir 1 presque 1 trouve 1 étoiles 1 Cadre 1 horrible 1 la démence 1 entre 1 table 1 s'agenouiller 1 valeur 1 membres 1 sortir 1 cominius 1 accuser 1 peste 1 la fenêtre 1 triomphe 1 ceux 1 problème 1 coude 1 esclave 1 néant 1 apprendre 1 Naturel 1 Mémoire 1 double 1 âmes 1 printemps 1 profit 1 gaieté 1 juge 1 aller plus loin 1 ordre 1 absence 1 là-bas 1 selon 1 spécial 1 Duncan 1 grandi 1 tache 1 comprendre 1 montre 1 gorge 1 comprend 1 cardinal 1 refusé 1 sur 1 partir 1 gouttes 1 lettre 1 rendement 1 ni 1 disposition 1 cru 1 phebe 1 peurs 1 rêver 1 soldat 1 leontes 1 ivre 1 la patience 1 promettre 1 combattu 1 Matin 1 soudain 1 jurer 1 seul 1 énobarbus 1 fortune 1 entreprendre 1 vient 1 nièce 1 Ulysse 1 nu 1 la nature 1 tient 1 Etat 1 oublier 1 bénédiction 1 lancer 1 Bienvenue 1 maîtresse 1 Douane 1 obscurité 1 Facile 1 manière 1 mouches 1 objet 1 forêt 1 aime 1 rire 1 sourire 1 santé 1 Egypte 1 se tenait 1 car 1 crainte 1 petit 1 livre 1 posthume 1 paulina 1 courageux 1 Valentin 1 trahison 1 infini 1 témoin 1 margaret 1 souper 1 secouer 1 très cher 1 version 1 Couleur 1 Dames 1 paix 1 la honte 1 imbéciles 1 fruit 1 compter 1 sait 1 Marcius 1 derrière 1 actes 1 Mars 1 endroit 1 erreur 1 désespéré 1 souvent 1 poussée 1 fastidieux 1 écrit 1 excellent 1 présence 1 mari 1 par 1 dans 1 reine 1 gower 1 subvention 1 en disant 1 sœur 1 Obliger 1 brut 1 domaine 1 considérer 1 sport 1 vue 1 parler 1 apporté 1 projet 1 ours 1 voir 1 chose 1 transpiration 1 mode 1 prospérer 1 odieux 1 gendarme 1 appris 1 malgré 1 prières 1 vers l'extérieur 1 certain 1 chef 1 commander 1 compagnon 1 chambre 1 Hector 1 Lucentio 1 Château 1 privé 1 souffle 1 élever 1 salerio 1 toujours 1 hiver 1 durst 1 visite 1 légitime 1 docteur 1 putain 1 talons 1 sommeil 1 les genoux 1 père 1 malice 1 dépit 1 Name: respecter, dtype: int64
MEMORY TAKEN TO PROCESS
import os,psutil
pid=os.getpid()
print(pid)
ps=psutil.Process(pid)
#getmemoryUsageInfo
memoryuse=ps.memory_info()
print(memoryuse)
18728 pmem(rss=59949056, vms=214040576, num_page_faults=647055, peak_wset=195424256, wset=59949056, peak_paged_pool=775808, paged_pool=775616, peak_nonpaged_pool=39658504, nonpaged_pool=165384, pagefile=214040576, peak_pagefile=279797760, private=214040576)